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[linderosse]

Every Zelda has a favorite Link (excluding their own). Flora’s is Four :)

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[penpenpencil]

Timeline of a Legend

(This is just my personal headcanons and how I imagine certain design details appeared + age headcanons. Don’t take this as canon for Lu or anything-)

[seqka711]

How competent is each Link based on your competency in the game?

So I saw a post from @telemna-hyelle, who credited this idea to @bllaaaaarrgh, who's original post I couldn't find. But this idea was too good to not do. "How competent is each Link based on your competency in the game?"

Hyrule: The Goddesses themselves had to interfere, not necessarily to get him through fights, but to get him enough rupees to afford potions, arrows, items, etc. Through divine time travel, he always picked the right rupee at the gambling game. He doesn't understand why no one else just does that to get rich quick. In his second adventure, he realized he could also time travel to redo fights and did so frequently. Very incompetent, but with divine intervention, anything is possible.

Legend: While competent in the land of Hyrule, in other countries Legend is a mess. Holodrum and Labrynna have more difficult enemies, more difficult dungeons and even Koholint, while not as bad as Holodrum and Labrynna, still required divine knowledge. Luckily Legend is a beast on home turf, who didn't struggle (that) much in either of his Hyrule quests. His greatest obstacle was Hytopia, which unfortunately required a power not even the great Legend wielded. Friendship. Rather than save the day alone, he vowed to someday return with friends.

Time: Time was very competent during both quests, doing everything that could be done, and even saved Termina very quickly thanks to a few all nighters. He'd be down to up the challenge at some point in the future.

Wind: This kid is cocky and he has every right to be. Not only did he complete his second and third adventures without a single brush with death, he also once had a crazy dream about his first adventure where all his items were scrambled and still beat Ganon handily. He got all 8 pieces of the Triforce before finding a single other item. Peak efficiency has been achieved. He wants the other Links to get on his level.

Four: His first adventure was mostly good, except for the few times he got completely and utterly lost with no idea where to go at all. He never did all the kin stone fusing quests and he really doesn't care (except he kinda really does care). His second adventure was just Green and Red, but that's okay, because they saved Zelda and who really needs Blue and Vio anyway? In his third adventure, Four really did split into four this time, but he was also fake and not real and a pirate because no way four separate people all own Link cables.

Twilight: Twilight is very incompetent at anything after beating Snowhead. The City in the Sky? Who is she? Ganondorf was eventually beaten, but don't ask him to describe anything between Yeta and Hyrule Castle, because as far as Twi is concerned, it may as well have been a fever dream. But wanna know what wasn't a fever dream? All those ridiculously high crossbow scores. He knows where his worth is at.

Sky: Sky has never done anything halfway in his life, and nothing in his life is incomplete or part finished. Never had a problem with his sword, but also never quite figured out how to use a shield. He also has pumpkin related sidequest trauma multiple times over.

Warriors: Warriors doesn't just love his job, he excels at it. He's gotten top marks and gold medals for every mission in all 10 worlds. And because he learned his lesson in his first quest, he also did it all without the Master Sword, because screw the Master Sword, it's too broken. He also owes his life and career to Young Link, Linkle and Marin, but he was no slouch himself.

Wild: Wild thought he was good and amazing and the Goddesses' gift to Hyrule, but then he had a terrible dream where all the chests and goals were scrambled and he got his ass handed to him and couldn't save Zelda or Hyrule in time for the dream to end, and his confidence has been forever shaken. Even in his past life 100 years ago, he ended up not completing everything. Wild is competent enough, but compared to the others, feels very incompetent.

[accesselevatordotnet]

Why to Install LU/LA elevators in Galena and McHenry, IL Homes?

Many senior adults think of spending the golden years of their life in the comfort of their homes, but a good number don’t get to live this dream. The number of assisted living facilities that have sprung up and the number of senior adults staying in such facilities is proof enough of this hard truth. It is often heartbreaking to see that those who have spent their youth doing hard work, earning money to build their house, are often the ones that are deprived of basking in its warmth. Does this sad picture need to continue or is there a way out of it? Every problem has a solution. This problem too also has a resolution in the form of home elevators and stair lifts.

 All thanks to those who have come up with such an excellent solution. They have made it easier for senior adults to live independently and most importantly, make the best of their valuable asset. They get to stay in their own home without compromising their independence or safety. While one can install LU/LA elevators in Galena and McHenry, IL, inside the home, porch lifts can be installed for easily accessing the outdoors.

 Retired years do not mean that one has to give up on living. Though old age brings its challenges, and one becomes weak physically or is bogged down with diseases, senior adults don’t have to live a cooped-up life. Rather, they can live freely and according to their wishes. Installing LU/LA elevators inside the home can solve the issue of accessing the house's upper floors. They do not need to take the stairs that threaten their safety. Senior adults are reported to experience nasty injuries resulting from a fall down the stairs or tripping or missing a step. With the elevators, they don’t need to take the stairs at all. Also, they can carry other items to the upper floors in the elevators.

 Installing porch lifts in Chicago, IL, and Cudahy, WI, can make it easier for senior adults to step out of their homes. Even those in wheelchairs can access the backyard or garden and drive down the driveway up to their vehicles. This is a great boon for them as they don’t have to rely on others to pull down the wheelchair for them or assist them outside. This helps them to socialize with their neighbors and visit friends and families. They can also keep up their doctor’s appointments, as that is a must when senior adults are living independently and need to take care of their health. They can continue grocery shopping and running errands on their own. There is no need to get hired help or depend on anyone.

 Technology has made life simpler and more secure. Senior adults, too, can continue to enjoy the fruit of their hard labor once they retire and enjoy the comforts of their homes.

[tiptoelightlypastmymind]

How do you pronounce Lewwy?

my middle name is Lewis, so Lewwy is pronounced like Louie :D

[scholartism]

🐏﹐LOVE , DIVINITY , LAMB AND BUNNY THEMED NAMES / PRNS / TITLES ;

names: adorille , amiette , amourine , esme , erasmus , cora , milan , desiree , dear , darlynne , amandine , asta , ansel , diantha , theo , hanita , oona , oan , kori , dolly , mimi , bunette , leveret , arley , lulu , harley , lapin , lapinesse , hop , hopette , loppille

prns: lo / loves , cu / cutes , ki / kiss , chu / chus , de / dears , cor / cores , ado / adores , de / deus , di / divines , ru / rulers , ho / holys , lu / lumens , pra / prays , shi / shines , wi / wings , flu / fluffs , so / softs , plu / plushs , baa / baas , ri / ribbons , pyo / pyons , hop / hops , bun / buns , ca / carrots , pet / pets

titles: [prn] who is adored , [prn] who is loved by all , the beloved one , [prn] who is full of affection , [prn] who is made of pure love , the admirer , the hopeless romantic , [prn] with a loving heart , the darling , the deity , [prn] who resides above , [prn] who watches over all , [prn] who is holy , the exalted one , [prn] with wings , [prn] who is worshipped , [prn] who bestows heavenly light , [prn] who is soft , [prn] who is sweet , the beloved companion , [prn] who follows , the innocent one , [prn] whose heart is pure , [prn] who hops , the cherished cutie , [prn] who is full of whimsy , the hopping one

request 4 anon !

[luxthestrange]

RoR Incorrect quotes#116 Total Hunk!

Child!Y/n: Lu bu, on a scale from one to five, you scored a three

Child!Lu bu: Yes! Yes!

The scene pauses and a "Datable" stamp is stamped on Lu Bu

Child!Y/n: This will limit your dating pool to widows, lady plumbers and convicts!~

Child!Lu bu: I still consider this a victory

Child!Y/n*Walks to Raiden Next*Raiden! Your score is...*Looks at the paper and backs away in discust*-Eesh! You know, scores don't really matter, You should just focus on being you~*Pats Raiden shoulder*

The scene pauses and a "Questionable" stamp is stamped on Raiden

Child!Y/n: Heracles, on a scale from one to five you scored.. a twelve?*Looks at the Greek Boy in shock*

Child!Heracles: Mama was right all along! I am the world's most perfect man!*Gets spotlighted and doves fly at him landing on his head and shoulders*

The scene pauses and a "Total Hunk" stamp is stamped on Heracles who grins at the camera, Title card: Final Thoughts

Child!Y/n: Love is all around us. And if it seems like you two aren't the right fit, force it! *Hits the table with a tiny fist but then, The two squirrels from the montage come up to you* Oh, no! The squirrels! They're back! Aaah! *The squirrels attack you*

Child!Y/n*picks up a stuffed rhino* Save me, Mr. Rhino! Save me!?!- *clubs squirrels*

-Video ends-

Loki*Laughing his ASS off and looks at Adam and Eve*PLEASE TELL ME THERE'S MORE!?

Thor*Raises his hand*...I also wanna see more

Poseidon*Is replaying that scene of you fighting the squirrels*...Even as a kid, they were chaotic...

Hades:...IS THAT WHERE CERBERUS WENT!?-

Part 2 of:

[rose-pearls]

Father's Day 

Summary: time for Father's Day and it so happen Bob loves chocolate chips pancakes.

Could be seen as a follow up to Lucy Lu, as it is the same child but they can also be read apart.

“What are we making today?”, you ask your five-year-old daughter and she looks at you with a bright smile.

“Pancakes with chocolate chips for daddy.”, you chuckle and start putting an apron on her to avoid a mess.

“We have to be quick before he finds us.”, that seems to set your daughter in action, and she starts measuring the ingredients with your help.

The ingredients are ready, and she looks at you with her dad’s blue eyes that are sparkling with happiness.

“Now, we are going to mix the ingredients, but not too much so that they stay fluffy.”, Lucy nods quickly before letting you put the ingredients int the bowl and carefully mixing.

“Is that alright?”, she asks while looking worriedly at the mixture.

“It’s perfect but it still needs one thing.”, you look at her with a mischievous smile and she ponders for a minute before she realizes.

“Chocolate chips!”, she whispers loudly, and you grin at her words.

“Let’s take them and then we can start cooking.”, Lucy puts enough chocolate chips but not too much, which makes you laugh before slowly mixing them with the rest.

You start the pan and put a little bit of butter just as she ends her pancake batter. 

“Ready to cook?”, she nods and comes closer to you, watching as you slowly put a bit of the batter in the pan and flipping it as bubbles appear.

“It’s rising!”, she exclaims, and you can’t help the small laugh at her wonder as she looks at the pancake.

“It is, you did a great job.”, you say, and she smiles proudly as the first pancake is done.

You continue making the rest of the pancakes while Lucy stays by your side and singing along to a song that she had heard yesterday at school.

When the pancakes are finally done, she takes the time to put them exactly how she wants them and then looks at you satisfied. 

“You really are like your dad.”, you say lovingly and the bright smile you get in return makes you chuckle. 

The ‘Happy Father’s Day’ card is next to the carefully platted pancakes and a cup of coffee is next to them on the plate. 

You take it up the stairs while Lucy nearly jumps out of her skin in excitement at the sight of the door.

“Ready for the surprise?”, you whisper, and she nods excitedly before opening the door to your bedroom.

“Happy Father’s Day daddy!”, you hear her scream in the bedroom and judging by a loud thud of the covers she has landed on Bob.

The room is now filled with sunlight, and you can see Lucy lying on Bob like a starfish giggling at her dad’s reaction at the sight of the pancakes.

“Chocolate chips pancakes, for me?”, he is now sitting up and holding Lucy close to him, who enjoys the hug as she stays in his embrace.

“Happy Father’s Day handsome.”, you whisper as you put the plate next to him. Bob hums before kissing you lovingly, the tender smile never leaving his face.

“Dad, I wrote you a card.”, Lucy quickly says and gives him the card that she had made with Rooster’s help when she went to his house last weekend.

Inside was a drawing of the three of you and a little message on the inside that made Bob tear up at the sight of it.

“Do you like it?”, she seems anxious, like she is scared that her father won’t like it.

“Like it? I love it sweetheart. Thank you so much!”, he takes Lucy into his arms and starts kissing her everywhere making her laugh loudly and trying to avoid the tickles.

“Dad! You need to eat the pancakes, or they’ll be cold.”, she says with a serious glint in her eyes, and you chuckle at the sight of it.

“Alright, alright I’ll start eating.”, the three of you talk about what you want to do today and as Bob finishes his pancakes Lucy springs out of the bed.

“I’ll go get ready! Don’t be late!”, she says, and you look at Bob in surprise while he looks defeated.

“She is spending far too much time with Hangman.”, that makes you laugh, and Bob looks at you with a bright smile.

“Thank you for breakfast this morning.”, his arms are around you and you enjoy the feeling of his strong arms around you and the smell of his cologne.

“That was all your daughter.”, he kisses your forehead and starts drawing patterns on your hip. 

“I do have a gift for you.”, you whisper against his chest and Bob’s hand stops for a second before continuing.

“You didn’t have to.”, he whispers back, and you scoff before getting a bit out of his embrace to take a box that was in your nightstand.

“Happy Father’s Day Bob.”, he smiles gratefully and kisses you quickly before opening the box with curious eyes.

Inside is a little onesie with a small text on it ‘Baby on board #2’, Bob seems to be in shock for a moment but shakes out of it and looks at you with hopeful eyes.

“Really? Your pregnant?”, you nod unable to form words as you start to feel emotional. Bob’s smile is wide as he cups your cheeks and kisses you fervently.

“God, I love you.”, he whispers as you try to catch your breath after the kiss. But before you can reply a voice screams through the house.

“Are you nearly done? The aquarium opens at 10!”, you both laugh at the annoyed tone and look at each other lovingly.

“Better get ready before she comes upstairs.”, we snigger before leaving the bed to get ready to celebrate Bob.

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

my mom for some reason bought a whole spiral cut ham and so it's time for my favorite "low effort quick and easy healthy and delicious dinner with Lu, who just got off a 10 hour shift and is, perhaps, Hangry":

don't talk to me scramble

(so named because when I come home from work and am eating a late supper I want everyone to shut up and let me eat in peace)

YOU WILL NEED:

3 of the biggest eggs you've got - 4 if they're smaller than LargeTM

ham: deli cut works here but I literally just grabbed the spiral cut ham and ripped pieces off with my bare hands until I had a generous handful of Ham Bits (you can probably use whatever lunchmeat you have in your fridge for this tbh)

about like 3 tbsp of cream cheese?? Gordon Ramsay it babey

one(1) slice of pepper jack cheese or whatever kind you like

big handful of spinach (frozen works but I used a slightly wilted leftover salad since it needs eaten soon) or other vegetables of choice. bagged frozen stuff is great in eggs

optional carb (bread, tortilla, biscuits, et cetera)

LET'S CRACK THIS THING.

butter or oil in your pan. crack ya eggs. throw the Ham Bits in immediately or else they will be Cold. once eggs start to cook throw in your SpinchTM or ~vegetals of choice~ so that they'll wilt/heat up. this is the point where you want to toast your bread or heat a tortilla or whatnot, if you're into that kind of thing. once eggs are MOSTLY cooked, toss in your pepper jack and cheem creams and stir it all around until it's melted. it will probably look a bit watery — if this is a texture no-no I suggest making this in omelette form, bc yes, cream cheese is awesome in an omelette. serve with Optional Carb if you wis, or by itself, possibly eaten directly out of the pan you cooked it in. you are adulting so well. your tastebuds and your body think you're the coolest 👍 go forth full, happy, and proud of yourself

[instarsandcrime]

Big Changes, Small Comforts

Hey so uh. I believe I haven't done care-taking yet and I hope this fixes that? I'm not well-versed in writing it, so I might as well give it a shot! I tried to make this as fluffy and silly as possible between Lu/ci/fer and Li/li/th, but uh. I could not imagine Lu/ci/fer being sick without being worse at handling emotions than Char/lie. So there will be much emotional hurt/comfort regarding Lu/ci/fer freaking out about his body and his first full demon transformation-- mixed with a few headcanons that come with being sick!

Enjoy!

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Though it had only existed a month or two, The Morningstar castle was rarely silent. The hurried bustling of staff, the swirling melody of a fiddle, the scratching of ink-dipped feathers on parchment-- all of it traveling down the carpeted hallways. Despite the rulers' still-fresh Fall, life was abundant in every crack and crevice. Which made the empty silence and cold darkness no more concerning than it had the past few days. Still, Lilith kept her head held high as she crossed the west wing– and closed the gap where her fiancé waited.

"Lucifer? Are you awake? The staff prepared tea for you." 

"Occupied!" An unsteady voice called back. "J-just give me a moment and I'll be right with...wi-with...ISCHH'hhiew!"

A flash of light burst through the cracks in the bedroom doors, and a pang of worry guided Lilith's hand regardless. Pausing at the threshold to take in the sight before her.

Lucifer, the Demon King, was tangled in his own nightshirt. Limp on the floor like a discarded ragdoll, a mess of claws, horns, and wings. The struggling stopped the moment the hinges creaked, freezing like a cat caught in a jar of cream. And Lilith tried very, very, very hard not to laugh. Her fiancé should be proud.

"Well, I see you've been busy in my absence." She started, setting the silver breakfast tray on the dresser, porcelain tea set rattling as it went. 

"...Yes." From under his pajamas a faint glow lined the edges of fleece fabric, embarrassment overtaking fever as Lucifer forced his demonic limbs to retract-- to no avail.

"And I suppose," Lilith continued, bending down to meet his level. "I shall take a guess on what happened."

"Please don't."

"Let's see." Lithe fingers reached to unbutton her patient’s nightshirt. "I was gone for oh, let's say, two hours."

"Two and-- snfff! two and a half, actually."

"And you were concerned at my absence because I said I would be gone for one."

"That's still an hour over!"

"So your first thought was to help me with whatever I needed despite the fact that, for the moment, you've been given strict orders to stay in bed. You waffled over the idea for an unsettlingly short amount of time before your overheated brain decided that this was the best idea ever, actually, and you are very smart and good at resting."

"But-- but Lily dear, you’re recovering too! I couldn't just--"

"Then you looked down at yourself and said 'oh, golly gee, I'm a mess! I couldn't possibly dare to go out in nightwear!" Through her mock wailing, Lilith dramatically threw a hand to her forehead, "Why, whatever would their servants think! Lucifer Morningstar, leaving his Royal Bedchambers while appearing even slightly out of sorts! And with a cold, no less!"

"Liliiiith." Lucifer threw his head back with a whine and a sniffle.

"So instead of using magic to change clothes-- because fainting from a mere flick of the wrist isn't exactly a good look for you either-- you chose the boring route. Which, of course, you can’t handle at the moment  because you're too ill to dress yourself. And since you're getting used to your new body, your horns and wings popped out as an unfortunate side effect of your cold."

Final buttons undone and redone, she shot her fiancé an amused grin. "Well, darling? Was I correct?"

Lucifer pouted– flinching when Lilith raised the back of a hand to his forehead. She was sure that, if she were still human, the touch would have melted a few fingers off. She studied for any sign of improvement– not much better than before she left. His eyes were misty and glazed over with fever, fluttering closed as he leaned forward to rest against her cool skin. His rosy cheeks were dusted by a blush that flickered like firelight. His nose was an angry shade of gold, slightly swollen from his constant rubbing and blowing.

Face suddenly twisting, Lucifer pulled back to frantically summon something– stopping himself before he could dare to try. Lilith's mirth was quickly pushed aside, recognizing the all-too-familar flick of the wrist.

"T-tissues…!" He gasped out, grabbing blindly at the air. Pushing herself upright, Lilith snatched a cluster from the nightstand to press into desperate claws.

"Th-thaaahhHHHIT'SCHHH!" Flames licked between his fangs, crackling with every uncontrollable outburst. "IT'SCHHHH'hiew! IT'CHH'hiew! IT'CHHHH'HIEW! Oh-- IT'SCHHHHEW! oh st-stars, I-- IT'SCHHHHH'HIEW! I cahhh-cad't-- HAT'SCHHHIEW! cad't br-breahhhhthe…! hahhhhhHH-! AT'CHHH'HIEW! hhhHHH-"

Breath snagging, he grabbed the whole box before he could spiral into another fit, letting loose blow after heavy blow to rid himself of the stubborn itch. Wincing when each cluster shredded or burned. But with one last airy sniffle– surrounded by small piles of tissues– the fit slowed to a stop. Not without some protest as the ailing demon groaned miserably into yet another ruined bundle. “Ughhh...I was trying to say thank you. Guess that was a bust. Snff!” 

“It’s alright.” A soft, fluffy throw blanket wrapped around his shoulders, and all weariness of the fit melted to the touch. Pressing against Lilith’s nape like a moth to a flame as she scooped him up, nose still buried in a fistful of tissues to stall the streaming. “You’re ill, beloved. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

"Of course not." Lucifer said confidently-- before paling in alarm, "But. But what if there is? Just by being in your arms right now I could be leaking some-- snfff! some curse or spell that can hurt you, or worse! What if–! …I-if...It'shhh'hiu!"

A tired, squeaky sneeze forced his tail to grow, popping out from beneath the throw. Whipping to and fro as he fretted, the demon king’s last remaining scraps of tissues disintegrated in a puff of smoke. And without any other option as his nose threatened to drip, Lucifer blew heavily into the hem of the blanket. Pulling back with pure disgust when he realized what he'd done. "Oh– Oh gosh, that was embarrassing! Lilith, I-I amb so sorry–"

“Shhhh. Don’t apologize.” His other half purred softly, pushing a lock of hair out of his face to kiss it. Gingerly tucked back in bed, light throw traded for piles of soft wool bedsheets and thick, downy feather pillows. Humiliation vanished as Lilith took a shaking hand and, before it could retract, brought it to her lips to kiss its back. “I'm going to pour us some tea. I will leave your side for only a moment. Do you trust me?”

Lucifer blinked back surprise. “I…of course. Thank you.”

Slowly, he let his other half slip from his fingers and fell back into his hoard of pillows with a weak moan, pulling the covers over his head.

And as she went to discard the soiled blanket and reach for the teapot, Lilith embraced the quiet. It ached deeply, in a way, but she understood. Because not long ago she was her own worst nightmare. A human once cherished by God– now a disfigured, demonic abomination. Sometimes she would pass by a mirror and itch to smash it, disgusted by her reflection. Only seeing a skin that wasn't hers. The feeling still lingers, of course. Biding its time. But now the gaping wound is an occasional ache, a minor inconvenience.

Because when she cursed her horns, Lucifer would admire them as he had so many times before-- a mortal creation that an angel could never dream of. Because she would cry out in pain at nightmares of the Fall, and her partner would kiss her cheeks to wipe away overflowing tears, playing a soft lullaby on his fiddle until she drifted back to sleep. Because, despite his newly grown claws, her fallen angel wrapped every injury with a feather-light touch, whispering soft affections in between.

So she remained patient with no regrets. She accepted the fever that rattled his pride. The fear that came with an uncontrollable body. The shame of Heaven that rotted his resolve.

Because he loved her, and she loved him, Lilith patiently withstood the silence.

For about two seconds.

“Isshhhhh'hiew!” From behind the mattress rustled as Lucifer scrambled for another wad of paper much too thin. Ragged breathing quickening until– “‘Ishhhhh! ‘Ishhh! Ishh’SHHHIEW!” A final, desperate gasp. “Hhhhhiiiihhhh…hih! HET’SCHHHEW!”

A crackle filled the air, then a flash, then a pained whimper. Breakfast quickly abandoned, Lilith spun on her heel to face her ailing partner.

"Lucifer?!" She yelped, "Are you al–...right?"

Her patient's curled outline beneath the covers was larger than before, shimmering with a strange light.

"Yes! Fine! Everything's fine! Fine and– snff! very normal!" Lucifer's voice cracked through false cheerfulness.

“Lucifer, you’re glowing.” Lilith deadpanned.

A pause, “Glowing?” A shudder. “Yes! The glowing! Why would I lie about the glowing? It happens all the time! Glowing!” He laughed nervously between frantic babbling. She simply crossed the room, but the second she grasped the hem to lift it--

"Don't look, please!" He rushed to tug the opening closed.

"Lucifer..." 

"Y-you didn’t see anything right? No, no of course you didn’t! So there’s nothing to worry about!"

"Lucifer."

“We’ll just. Stay like this! Fine and normal and nothing will change and you won’t hate me–”

“Lucifer!” Shoving down her guilt, Lilith ripped away the curtain between them, met with an entirely new sight.

Skin that was once a plain porcelain white had grown iridescent scales that shined like opals, body bathed in holy light. Demonic eyes painted his cheeks like freckles, a deep scarlet to match his original two. Slit pupils like needles, eyes wide in alarm. His six tattered wings had grown to an enormous size, folding in on themselves from the weight alone. Black, bony spikes were jutting from the spine of his tail, just nearly breaking the skin.

A perfect patchwork body of demon and seraphim.

The fallen angel opened his mouth. Stunned. Before giving an embarrassed squeak, wrapping himself in his wings to hide again. The room grew silent, save for small, frustrated sniffles. 

“This is new.” Lucifer finally croaked out.

“I can see that.” Lilith breathed. “I would very much like to look again.”

“What? Why?!”

“Well, if you must know.” Lilith chuckled as she leaned shoulder to shoulder, sinking into large, plush wings. Feeling them echo her movement, leaning into her warmth. “You look…charming.”

“I-I do?” Lucifer lifted a wing, peeking cautiously through the crack.

“Well that's awfully rude. I’ve only seen you for a few seconds. That’s hardly a full viewing.”

“Y-you could be imagining it!”

“Hm. I suppose I may be.” Lilith hummed, “Then let me see it. Let me prove that you are a disgusting shell of your former self. As I have once tried to prove to myself.”

A small silence fell over the bedroom. Then, ever so slowly, the barrier between them finally unfurled. Lucifer was still huddled in a ball of course– arms wrapped around his chest and legs drawn up to his chin, making sure to cover as much as possible.

The reaction was immediate. Lilith gasped. “Gracious, it’s worse than I thought!”

And in return, the Sin of Pride immediately crafted a hand mirror from his new, untapped well of magic to examine himself, looking every which way at every which angle. “O-oh no. No no no nononono– which part? Some parts? A-all of it?”

“It’s horrible!” She brought her fingertips to her lips.

“Is it the eyes? The hair? The wings? I-it’s the wings, isn’t it?”

“Your nose is running.” Lilith suddenly hummed, as if she were predicting the weather. Plucking the final tissue from the box by his side.

“...Oh.” Lucifer wasn’t sure if he could blush any brighter, wincing as she dabbed at his sore nose. “I. You’re right. I’m being silly about all this–” he motioned to himself frantically, “--aren’t I? It’s just. I was made to create. To protect. To be a pure, shining beacon for everyone. For God. For you. But I’m none of that now. I-I didn’t want to ask before, but now– well, you know more about illnesses than me.” 

Tattered wings drooped with his shoulders, a mix of fear and shame fighting for control.

“So be honest. Am I. A-am I broken?” He muttered quietly.

At that, Lilith’s heart nearly shattered. Oh. Oh shit, she was doing this all wrong.

“...I apologize, beloved. Truthfully, I don’t see the point of asking me any of this. It’s silly to think I would love you any less than the day we first met just because you grew a few extra body parts.” She cupped his cheeks, tilting his face upwards to give him a soft smile. “But if you need me to confirm what I already know. If you want some honest praise,” His other half set aside the tissue and pulled him closer. “I’m more than happy to help.”

Lucifer waited with bated breath as she pulled him onto her lap, raising his chin to scan him up and down.

“Let’s see. We have…” She pecked his forehead, “Two horns.” then his neck. “Scaly skin.” just above each eyelid, earning a small chuckle. “Eight eyes.” then each knuckle, “Eight claws.” She pulled at his collar to kiss his shoulder blades– delighted at the shudder that followed. “Six well-groomed wings.” She threaded the tail through her fingers, kissing its tip, “A tail with spikes.” Her touch ran down to his thigh, “Two hooves.” And lastly, she turned him back around. Lovesick grin clear on his face, tail wagging gently. Wrapping his legs around her waist, he sheathed his wings around her like a feathery shield.

“And finally…” she kissed the tip of his snake-like nose, “An adorable nose.”

His nostrils flared at the sudden, inevitable itch that spread up to its bridge. He quickly turned away, summoning a fibreglass-woven handkerchief to press to his face. 

“H-heh…! Sorry, my nose is s-suhh…sensihhtive…damn cuhh…! C-cuhh…!” He snapped at the waist, wings fluffing and hellfire spitting with every wrenching outburst. “HUH’ATSHHHH’huh! HAT’SCHHHUH! AT’SCHHHUH! Hahh…hhhHHH-! HAT'SHHHHH’HOO!…Ghh…Snff! Ugh, damb cold.” He rasped out, scowling at the ground between gurgling nose blows, as if the seven rings themselves had interrupted their lovely moment.

“And more powerful fits. Bless you.” Lilith giggled, gently smoothing giant, shimmering feathers back into place.

Lucifer rubbed at his nose and sniffed sharply, wings leaning into the touch. “As long as nothing has changed.”

“Things have changed, dear. We both have.” Lilith decided, carding her fingers through his hair, “For the better, I think.”

“I hope so.”

“Then I’ll just have to know for the both of us. Until you’re ready.”

[linderosse]

The Founder’s Call— Part 4

Sun channels a bit of her inner goddess. Meanwhile, Flora continues to walk that fine line between success and danger. :)

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[queersrus]

Gore theme

includes: medical, slasher, cannibalistic, horror and general gore content, feel free to request specifics

meat/flesh - zombie - blood

(nick)names:

gore, gorette, goretta, goretto, gorine, gorina, gorino, gorelle, gorello, gorella, gorer, gory, gnaw, gnash, gut, gutz, gwyar, gruesome, grisly, gouge, guts/gutz, gutsy/gutzy, gutsie/gutzie, gutsee/gutzee, gutsine/gutzine intestine, intes, intine, inn, inna, innard entrail, entra, entrai, eye kill, killer, killian, killien, kid, kidney/kidnee/kidnie mort, morte, morty, morter, mortem, mortemer, mortimer, mortu, mortua, mortuary blade, bite, biter, bitten, bleed, blood, bloody, bleeder, bloodette, bloodine, bloodetta, bloodina, bloodelle, bloodella, brain, brainy, brainette, brainetta, brainelle, brainella, braine, brutal, bloodlust, bloodshed, bloodlet, bloodless, bloodlette, bloodletta, bloodletter, bloodbath, bowel cut, cutter, capil, capillary, cava, claret, clot, carnage, colon thrash, thrasher, tear slash, slasher, slice, splatter, spill, stab, stomach, spleen rip, ripper, rippley, ripley, razor fang, flesh, fleshy venus, vis, viscer, viscera, visceral, viscerally, vei, vein, vendet, vendette, vendetta, vessel, vital orga, organ, organa liver, lung art, arter, artery, ana, anat, anatom, anatomy, arteriole wound death hema pan, pancrea, pancreas, pierce, plasma, puncture

1st p prns: i/me/my/mine/myself

gi/gore/goreself, gi/guts/gutself bli/bleed/bloods/bloodself vi/vie/veins/veinself, vi/ve/ventettas/vendettaself, vi/visce/viscerals/visceralself i/inte/intestine/intestines/intestineself wi/wou/woune/wounds/woundself fli/fle/fleshs/fleshself oi/ore/organs/organself ci/carne/carnages/carnegeself, cli/clot/clots/clotself, ci/cor/corpse/corpseself li/lungs/lungself, li/live/livers/liverself ai/arte/arteries/arteryself pi/pancrea/pancreas/pancreaself sti/stomachs/stomachself, spli/splee/spleens/spleenself, ki/kidne/kidneys/kidneyself

2nd person: you/your/yours/yourself

go/gore/gores/goreself, gu/gutr/gutrs/gutrself blo/bleedr/bleedrs/bleedrself vo/veinr/veinrs/veinrself, vo/vendettar/vendettars/vendettarself, vo/viscer/viscers/visceralself oi/intestir/intestirs/intestinself wou/woundr/woundrs/woundrself flo/fleshr/fleshrs/fleshrself o/or/organs/organself co/cor/corpse/corpself, co/car/carnages/carnageself, clo/clotr/clotrs/clotself lo/lungr/lungrs/lungrself, lo/liver/livers/liverself ao/arter/arteries/arteryself po/pancr/pancreas/pancreaself sto/stomachr/stomachrs/stomachrself, splo/spleenr/spleenrs/spleenrself ko/kidneyr/kidneyrs/kidneyrself

3rd person: they/them/theirs/themself

go/gore, go/re, gore/gores, gu/ts, gu/gut, gut/guts blood/bloods, blo/od, blood/bath, blood/bloody, bloo/dy, blood/dy, blood/pit, blood/vessel, blood/shed, blood/less, blood/bond, blood/pact, blood/lust, blood/bleed, bleed/bleeds, ble/ed, bleed/ing, bleeding/out, blood/clot vi/vein, vei/vein, ve/in, vein/veins, vein/veiny, ven/detta, vendet/ta, ven/vendetta, vendetta/vendettas, visc/era, visc/eral, visc/visceram visc/visceral, viscera/visceral, visceral/viscerally inte/intestine, intest/ine, inte/stine, intestine/intestines large/intestine, lu/lung, lung/lungs, lun/ng, li/liver, li/ver, liv/er, liv/liver, liver/livers small/intestine, sto/mach, stomach/stomachs, sto/stomach, splee/spleen, sple/en, splee/een, spleen/spleens wo/wound, wou/wound, wou/nd, wo/und, wound/wounds fle/sh, fle/flesh, flesh/fleshes, flesh/fleshy o/organ, or/gan, org/an, org/organ, organ/organs co/coprse, cor/pse, cor/corpse, corplse/like, corpse/corpses, car/nage, carn/age, car/carnage, carn/carnage, carnage/carnages, clo/clot, clo/t, clo/ot, clot/clots art/artery, ar/tery, art/ery, artery/arteries pan/creas, pan/pancreas, pancrea/pancreas, pancreas/pancreases kid/ney, ki/kidney, kid/kidney, kidney/kidneys

titles:

the gore, the gored, the gorer, the visceral, the bleeding, the organ, the one with missing organs/limbs, the flesh eater, the wounded, the mortally wounded, the bleeding/bloody corpse, the half eaten corpse, the rotting flesh, the one with missing arteries, the one with bleeding arteries

(prn) whos skin peels, (prn) whos organs/limbs are missing, (prn) who's intestines are exposed, (prn) who brings carnage, (prn) whos flesh rots, (prn) who is gravely wounded

[average-limbus-fan]

Masterlist

Limbus Company:

Scenarios:

Introduction to Limbus Speed Dating

Pt1: Rodion, Hong Lu, Gregor

Pt2: Sinclair, Outis, Faust

Pt3: Yi Sang, Ryoshu, Don Quixote

Pt4: Ishmael, Meursault, Heathcliff

Conclusion to Limbus Speed Dating

Yandere Drabbles: Ishmael, Sinclair, Hong Lu

Headcanons:

Yandere headcanons for Ishmael, Sinclair, and Hong Lu

SCP:

Scenarios:

Headcanons:

Clef, Bright, and Gears find a kitten at their door

Scp Personnel Descriptions

[accesselevatordotnet]

Facts About LU/LA Elevators in Dekalb and Chicago, IL

Property builders are concerned about providing accessibility options. Climbing the stairs painstakingly to reach the third or fourth floor is impossible for the users. Almost all developers decide in favor of installing a quality elevator. However, many commercial buildings that cater to specific demographics of the society feel the need for something extra. Ensuring proper accessibility for seniors and disabled persons can be achieved by deciding to install LU/LA elevators in DeKalb and Chicago, IL. ​ The United States of America has set standards for seniors and people with mobility issues. Buildings used by such individuals have to be compliant with the Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA). The LU/LA elevator is included in the list of accessibility features more often than not. This makes it essential to learn about what the term means. Well, it suffices to know that LU/LA is an acronym for Limited Use/Limited Application. Such elevators are a hybrid between a traditional commercial elevator and a wheelchair lift. Sure, the appearance and functions do not differ greatly from the standard elevators, but the primary function of the LU/LA elevator is to help the mobility-challenged individual perfectly. The builder cannot go ahead and install any elevator that seems to be spacious and equipped to have a wheelchair fit inside. Instead, it is important to check the ASME code, a must-have factor of the ADA. The details can be found in the written law introduced in 1990. It demands that the following conditions are met for the elevator to be a LU/LA. · It should be able to travel vertically up to 25 feet · The speed should never exceed 3 feet per minute · The size of the cab should be limited to 18 square feet · The maximum capacity should be equal to or less than 1400 pounds The LU/LA elevators have proved very effective for community halls, churches, and schools. Some of the benefits that one associate with such elevators include: · A person who uses a wheelchair is free to reach the upper levels of a building without being dependent on anyone · The LU/LA elevator is meant to be used by one person at a time. The general public accessing the building is strictly prohibited from using it · The cabin may be small compared to a conventional elevator, but it can fit a wheelchair-bound individual perfectly with ample space to store bags and medicines or other mobility aids. Old community buildings do not have any problems installing the ADA compliant elevator. The space required is much less than a traditional elevator, with the builder being free to construct the hoistway out of wood or sheetrock instead of concrete. It is the best option for low-rise buildings with only two or three floors. Many public utility buildings prefer to install a LU/LA elevator along with a standard elevator to cater to all sections of society. While a stairlift helps many seniors o gain accessibility despite mobility issues, it does not work for an individual who uses a wheelchair. No worries! One can always choose to install platform lifts in Appleton and Madison, WI, that ensures accessibility for severely disabled persons.

[the-chronicle-of-holy-days]

Day 14

Liber Stella Rubeae

A secret ritual of Apep, the Heart of IAO-OAI, delivered unto V.V.V.V.V. for his use in a certain matter of Liber Legis, and written down under the figure LXVI

A.'. A.'.

Publication in Class A.

Imprimatur:

N. Fra A.'. A.'.

{WEH NOTE: The manner of sacrifice is veiled. This is a ritual of sexual sacrifice, not murder. There are suggestions that the sexual act involved both homosexual and heterosexual acts illegal in England at the time of the writing, hence it is characterized under a metaphor of "child sacrifice". See also the Paris Working and Vision and Voice.}

Apep deifieth Asar.

Let excellent virgins evoke rejoicing, son of Night!

This is the book of the most secret cult of the Ruby Star. It shall be given to none, save to the shameless in deed as in word.

No man shall understand this writing --- it is too subtle for the sons of men.

If the Ruby Star have shed its blood upon thee; if in the season of the moon thou hast invoked by the Iod and the Pe, then mayest thou partake of this most secret sacrament.

One shall instruct another, with no care for the matters of men's thought.

There shall be a fair altar in the midst, extended upon a black stone.

At the head of the altar gold, and twin images in green of the Master.

In the midst a cup of green wine.

At the foot the Star of Ruby.

The altar shall be entirely bare.

First, the ritual of the Flaming Star.

Next, the ritual of the Seal.

Next, the infernal adorations of OAI

Mu pa telai,

Tu wa melai

a, a, a.

Tu fu tulu!

Tu fu tulu

Pa, Sa, Ga.

Qwi Mu telai

Ya Pu melai;

u, u, u.

'Se gu malai;

Pe fu telai,

Fu tu lu.

O chi balae

Wa pa malae: ---

Ut! Ut! Ut!

Ge; fu latrai,

Le fu malai

Kut! Hut! Nut!

Al OAI

Rel moai

Ti --- Ti --- Ti!

Wa la pelai

Tu fu latai

Wi, Ni, Bi.

Also thou shalt excite the wheels with the five wounds and the five wounds.

Then thou shalt excite the wheels with the two and the third in the midst; even Saturn and Jupiter, Sun and Moon, Mars and Venus, and Mercury.

Then the five --- and the sixth.

Also the altar shall fume before the master with incense that hath no smoke.

That which is to be denied shall be denied; that which is to be trampled shall be trampled; that which is to be spat upon shall be spat upon.

These things shall be burnt in the outer fire.

Then again the master shall speak as he will soft words, and with music and what else he will bring forward the Victim.

Also he shall slay a young child upon the altar, and the blood shall cover the altar with perfume as of roses.

Then shall the master appear as He should appear --- in His glory.

He shall stretch himself upon the altar, and awake it into life, and into death.

(For so we conceal that life which is beyond.)

The temple shall be darkened, save for the fire and the lamp of the altar.

There shall he kindle a great fire and a devouring.

Also he shall smite the altar with his scourge, and blood shall flow therefrom.

Also he shall have made roses bloom thereon.

In the end he shall offer up the Vast Sacrifice, at the moment when the God licks up the flame upon the altar.

All these things shalt thou perform strictly, observing the time.

And the Beloved shall abide with Thee.

Thou shalt not disclose the interior world of this rite unto any one: therefore have I written it in symbols that cannot be understood.

I who reveal the ritual am IAO and OAI; the Right and the Averse.

These are alike unto me.

Now the Veil of this operation is called Shame, and the Glory abideth within.

Thou shalt comfort the heart of the secret stone with the warm blood. Thou shalt make a subtle decoction of delight, and the Watchers shall drink thereof.

I, Apep the Serpent, am the heart of IAO. Isis shall await Asar, and I in the midst.

Also the Priestess shall seek another altar, and perform my ceremonies thereon.

There shall be no hymn nor dithyramb in my praise and the praise of the rite, seeing that it is utterly beyond.

Thou shalt assure thyself of the stability of the altar.

In this rite thou shalt be alone.

I will give thee another ceremony whereby many shall rejoice.

Before all let the Oath be taken firmly as thou raisest up the altar from the black earth.

In the words that Thou knowest.

For I also swear unto thee by my body and soul that shall never be parted in sunder that I dwell within thee coiled and ready to spring.

I will give thee the kingdoms of the earth, O thou Who hast mastered the kingdoms of the East and of the West.

I am Apep, O thou slain One. Thou shalt slay thyself upon mine altar: I will have thy blood to drink.

For I am a mighty vampire, and my children shall suck up the wine of the earth which is blood.

Thou shalt replenish thy veins from the chalice of heaven.

Thou shalt be secret, a fear to the world.

Thou shalt be exalted, and none shall see thee; exalted, and none shall suspect thee.

For there are two glories diverse, and thou who hast won the first shalt enjoy the second.

I leap with joy within thee; my head is arisen to strike.

O the lust, the sheer rapture, of the life of the snake in the spine!

Mightier than God or man, I am in them, and pervade them.

Follow out these my words.

Fear nothing.

Fear nothing.

Fear nothing.

For I am nothing, and me thou shalt fear, O my virgin, my prophet within whose bowels I rejoice.

Thou shalt fear with the fear of love: I will overcome thee.

Thou shalt be very nigh to death.

But I will overcome thee; the New Life shall illumine thee with the Light that is beyond the Stars.

Thinkest thou? I, the force that have created all, am not to be despised.

And I will slay thee in my lust.

Thou shalt scream with the joy and the pain and the fear and the love --- so that the Lambda-Omicron-Gamma-Omicron-Sigma of a new God leaps out among the Stars.

There shall be no sound heard but this thy lion-roar of rapture; yea, this thy lion-roar of rapture.

Picture source: https://ecclesiagnosticauniversalis.org/tarot/

[kilfeur]

Les erreurs de Rayla (Rayla's mistakes)

Oui vous avez bien lu, je vais parler de ses erreurs et pas de le sens que je vais la basher mais plutôt essayer d'apporter mon point de vue là dessus. Déjà j'aimerai parler du départ de Rayla, on pourrait croire ça comme un acte d'amour. Car elle souhaite protéger Callum et je peux comprendre mais de l'autre c'est un peu l'abandonner. Et comme je l'ai dit, je peux le comprendre Rayla s'est souvent montré protectrice envers ses proches. Mais le fait de partir comme ça en ne laissant qu'une lettre, c'est un peu vache.

Même quand elle revient, elle dit qu'elle sait que son absence l'a blessé. Mais se rend pas compte comment il est blessé par son départ. Après j'ai bien aimé son attitude envers Callum. Oui elle veut lui parler mais elle voit que ce dernier ne souhaite pas lui parler et n'insiste pas pour éviter qu'il y ait des tensions. Je la trouvais assez patiente bien qu'on sent que ses deux années sans le groupe l'a un peu changé. Quand elle a dit "On peut pas sauver tout le monde" à Soren. Je me demandais ce qui c'était passé pour qu'elle pense à ça. Mais apparemment elle aurait dit quelque chose qu'elle pensait pas vraiment d'après une interview. Dans les histoires courtes relatant ce qu'elle a fait pendant ces deux ans. On voit que la traque de Viren l'a fait souffrir. Elle est loin de ses amis, loin de Callum. Et ça lui fait mal surtout que pendant sa traque, elle n'a pas pu le retrouver. Et elle décide de rentrer chez elle, pas à Silvergroove mais à Katolis. Montrant que sa maison n'est plus à son village mais auprès de ses amis.

Lorsqu'elle vole la clé de Callum, ça m'avait choqué car j'aurai pensé qu'elle essaierait de lui parler mais bon après ça veut dire parler de sa famille. Et elle était pas prête pour ça ! Mais c'est un peu salaud de sa part, surtout quand Callum voit l'arc de Runaan, il va pas bien du tout. Quand Amaya lui parle, elle se défend en disant qu'elle a fait ça pour le protéger. Mais malgré des raisons compréhensibles, ça reste un abandon et cette décision les a tout les deux fait souffrir. Elle pensait qu'elle devenait forte toute seule. Mais c'est pas comme ça qu'on devient fort et Amaya l'a apprit à ses dépends mais aussi par le biais de l'amour alias Janai. Rayla alors comprend ce que veut dire Amaya par devenir plus forte. Ce qui la pousse à se confier à Callum. Et ça c'est bien, c'est un bon premier pas !

Rayla fait des erreurs mais elle apprend de ces derniers et essaie de faire de son mieux.

Yes, you read that right, I'm going to talk about her mistakes and not in the sense that I'm going to bash her but rather try to bring my point of view on it. First of all, I'd like to talk about Rayla's departure, which could be seen as an act of love. Because she wants to protect Callum and I can understand that, but on the other hand it's a bit like abandoning him. And as I said, I can understand that Rayla has often been protective of her loved ones. But to leave just like that, leaving only a letter, is a bit rude.

Even when she returns, she says she knows her absence has hurt him. But she doesn't realize how hurt he is by her leaving. Then I liked her attitude towards Callum. Yes, she wants to talk to him, but she sees that he doesn't want to talk to her and doesn't insist to avoid tension. I thought she was quite patient, although you can tell that two years without the band has changed her a bit. When she said "We can't save everyone" to Soren. I wondered what had happened to make her think that. But apparently she said something she didn't really mean it, according to an interview. In the short stories about what she did during those two years. We can see that tracking Viren has made her suffer. She's far from her friends, far from Callum. And that hurts her, especially since she hasn't been able to find Viren during her tracking. So she decides to return home, not to Silvergroove but to Katolis. Showing that her home is no longer in her village, but with her friends.

When she stole Callum's key, I was shocked because I thought she'd try to talk to him, but then that meant talking about her family. And she wasn't ready for that! But it's a bit dirty on her part, especially when Callum sees Runaan's bow, he's not doing well at all. When Amaya talks to him, she defends herself by saying she did it to protect him. But despite understandable reasons, it's still an abandonment, and this decision has made them both suffer. She thought she had to become strong on her own. But that's not how you become strong, and Amaya learned this the hard way, but also through love, aka Janai. Rayla then understands what Amaya means by becoming stronger. Which leads her to confide in Callum. And that's a good first step!

Rayla makes mistakes, but she learns from them and tries to do her best.