Lilith - Blog Posts

i love love love erika ishii’s decision to play the therapy/mom friend at the table, no matter what setting they’re in

evil servants of the dark lord? yes, i’ll be the gigantic spider-mom who saves all my friends, thank you

high school adventuring party? anarchist mushroom druid who takes care of the emotional needs of my friends

in conclusion: i live for the way they play d&d!!

Hi lovely! I loved your most recent post and I found it really cool about how you used I think your Virgo placements and Pisces Venus to figure out your style (maybe Lilith and Aphrodite placements too if I read correctly). I really want to figure this out myself and I think it be cool if you were to make a post about it? Like fashion/style that looks good for each of the signs if that’s okay.

Thank you a thousand if you choose to reply! Have a wonderful day/night. 💗💗💗

Aw thank you!!! I love that idea I'll see if I can make that happen it might take awhile/be a bit hard to accomplish but I'll try, maybe I'll even use different asteroids like Aura, Eros, Lilith, and Aphrodite

All the Boys love Mandy Lane💋

I was watching the movie All the Boys love Mandy Lane and I was thinking of astrology, ofc 🤭. this movie was giving venus-pluto aspects, scorpio venus, or venus-lilith. All the aspects that indicate people being dangerously obsessed with someone. The movie is about a hot girl staying at some guys ranch house with some friends and people start going missing. They show that the killer is her old best friend who is obsessed with her. In the beginning we see him basically kill a guy who was trying to pursue her. SPOLIER ALERT: Now we do see that she was in on killing everyone in the ranch. But she betrays her best friend by breaking their promise, she kills him and goes on to act like the victim. It's not the best movie but it's a somewhat accurate example of what people with these placements can experience.

A list of some placements I think that can relate: lilith in 1st house, pluto-venus aspects, lilith-asc, scorpio venus, pluto in the first house, pluto-asc, scorpio rising, maybe Medusa placements like prominent Medusa or Medusa in the 1st house, pluto dominant, maybe Neptune placements

I watched a video about lilith by The Crystal Girl on YouTube and I definitely suggest watching it. This is one of the best explanations of lilith. My lilith is virgo in the 11th house and before I didn't resonate with the virgo part that much until I watched the video. She talked about insecurities around the body and how lilith relates to the childhood and I started connecting the dots. I was the skinny one in the family and my body was talked about a lot not just by my family but kids at my school. I was different (11th house) because of my body (virgo) everyone in my family was bigger and I was skinny. I felt really insecure about it even though I was told to be happy I was skinny. I also felt different from my peers because of my mind/intelligence. I also have Uranus and aquarius in my 4th house so this makes so much sense. If you have these placements what's your experience?

Astro notes 🧜🏾‍♀️

I noticed Saturn in the 9th house might show signs of religious issues like maybe religious beliefs were pushed onto them when they were young and this made them dislike religion or feel uncomfortable with it. I have this placement and I hate when people start talking to me about religion. Especially to fix my problems like girl God isn't gonna fix my crippling depression...enough

This could also show signs of going to college late or not wanting to. Maybe being conservative? But I haven't seen that, quite the opposite surprisingly.

Jupiter in the first house come off as nerdy or like they know a lot or very ditzy maybe both.

I've noticed sag risings, degrees, or jupiter rising have eye problems.

Saturn in the 6th house like to go on diets or they just do for some reason. And they stick to it they take their health seriously probably work out often too.

Pisces venus/5th house love anything with romance, fantasy, magic and spiritual stuff like Crystals. Here's some recommendations for yall 😍

Caraval by Stephanie Garber I love this book SO MUCH just read all 3 books and her other series once upon a broken heart eats too

Idc imma put it here...The Selection series and I don't wanna hear no slander 🙅🏾‍♀️

Now you see me- the movie I just watched it and omg why is it so good !?

I think the 5th house talks about music taste along with venus. My sister has a sag venus and listens to music in Spanish she also has Uranus in her 5th house and listens to pop. And I'd say music that isn't mainstream she loves Rina Sawayama and Rosalia.

I have pisces venus in my 5th house and I listen to mostly pop-indie music. I'm a pop and rnb girlie. I don't listen to mainstream music really and I kinda write mainstream artists off sometimes. My favorite artists are probably tyler the creator and willow. I also don't really "stan" anyone I really just listen to whatever is good. I rarely stick to an artist or have a favorite. I listen to one or two songs by one artist usually then move on its rare for me to like most of their music. I noticed something similar with my sister.

I have lilith in the 11th house and tell me why damn near my whole grade hated me 😻🤭. It was mostly guys too and I also experienced cyber bullying.

Lilith in the 6th house might show issues with their health or body. I knew someone who has this placement and they have diabetes. But it could just mean being insecure about their body.

Lilith in the 11th house are the ones sending and getting n*des too like unsolicited pictures or sexual comments. Maybe they do s*x work online or thought of it. Anything negative or sexual that includes the internet. Omg this placement reminds me of Kat from Euphoria!! Damn no wonder I related to her 💀

Chiron in the 9th house might show religious trauma. This is the placement for people who grew up in the black church...iykyk.

Venus in the 2nd house have nice lips like plump and little with a prominent cupids bow. My sister has this placement and she has such cute lips!

Capricorn rising and Saturn aspects to the asc tend to be skinny the type to eat whatever and never gain weight. It could be an insecurity I have Saturn square my asc and I've always been insecure about being skinny. I've also noticed they can be tall or look tall. Basically the tall and lanky type.

8th house neptune/pisces idk but something with drugs. May become addicted to substances, die from them, die in mysterious ways.

I knew someone with their sun in the 12th house and they talked about not knowing themself and being a different person to fit in.

Gemini moons love to read but they might struggle to actually read because of their other interests.

Moon in the 8th house might be like their mom. They might look like their mom or just be similar. Just a theory but maybe it would be like that with other planets like sun in the 8th house might be like the father, venus might be like their partner, mercury like their sibling. But I'm not sure.

Leo, 5th house placements, or sun dominant might love yellow, gold, and stuff with the sun. I'm sun dominant and love gold and sun jewelry I kinda refuse to wear silver unless I have to 🤭.

Moon people might love silver I know a guy who had moon in his first house who loved silver.

Capricorn rising/Saturn rising might have something with their bones. I know a guy who is cancer rising with Saturn in his first house who talked about getting silver grills. He also had pointy knees 😭 and his teeth were sharp, fang like? And he talked about hating them. He was also tall (he was so fine chile 😩) but we must stay focused!

Gemini men will tell you anything chile...I was dating (this was middle school so I don't really claim him but anyway) this guy with a gemini venus. He told me he was into black girls (whole time he's racist) and ended up cheating on me with a white girl 😭. Now again this was middle school so take it with a grain of salt ig.

Idc what planets but having a lot of planets in the 4th house is usually not a good thing 😬. Most people with this I've noticed had a traumatic childhood.

Another Astro Observation ig tbh I really just wanna share my experiences and see if other placements have the same experiences I struggle interpreting astrology so relating it to my life and experiences helps also I'm gonna try to put songs that remind me of these placements

Recently someone called me arrogant and I was confused because I struggle with confidence I don't think I'm arrogant or come off that way. Then I looked more into astrology and realized why people may think this. I'm pluto, sun, and jupiter dominant I'm also a scorpio rising with jupiter in my 1st house. I think these placements come off as very confident. And tbh I think being self obsessed can be good to an extent because people are always trying to bring you down.

Songs:

Juice by Lizzo

Conceited by Flo Mili

Persuasive by Doechii

If You Seek Amy by Britney Spears

Cockiness by Rihanna

And that brings me to the next observation people ALWAYS try to bring pluto/scorpio placements down. This probably also applys to lilith placements too but yea Ex:

So as a scorpio rising I was bullied a lot when younger especially on my appearance and the way I presented myself. I also have pluto in the 2nd house and I notice people try to "take me down a notch" by insulting my appearance (1st house) and by doing this they think it will lower my self worth/confidence (2nd house).

More about pluto in the 2nd house. I noticed pluto and scorpio can represent what gets a reaction from people. With my pluto in the 2nd house I was thinking it could be my voice, lips, and fashion (2nd house ruled by Taurus, Taurus rules throat, vocal cords, and mouth). Sagittarius is also in my 2nd house and people always talk about my smile it used to be one of the things I'd get made fun of. All of the things I listed above would. I would get comments on my voice and my lips/smile being too big. It was almost like people hated seeing me express happiness? (maybe they were jealous? Because pluto can show jealousy) and if you think about it this is spot on for this placement.

Gimme More Slayyyter remix for this one

I have virgo lilith in the 11th house and my friendships never go well/last 😭. I recently had this experience where I was sitting at a table with a bunch of girls and they all decided they didn't like me and kicked me out the table. They claimed I was too loud 🤭 (my aries mercury is screaming!!!)

Another 11th house lilith situation: I had bad friends in middle school and a teacher told me they're bad and I should stop being friends with them because they'll get me in trouble and ofc I didn't wanna listen 💀...honestly there's so many especially when it comes to online friendships

Songs: All My Friends Are Fake by Tate McRae

Backstabber by Kesha

I have venus in my 5th house and as stated above I'm sun dominant and people always tell me I should do something that has to do with theater 😍

Song: Circus by Britney Spears

My sun is opposite my asc and I feel like people always see me differently than how I see myself or how I really am

Mars in the 9th house do yall get called outspoken too? 🤨 I'm very opinionated I'd be starting conversations about controversial topics with no shame! 😘 also are yall advocates? I feel like the sign can change what you advocate for mines in cancer and I'm a feminist 😋

Songs:

Truth Hurts by Lizzo

Woman by Diana Gordon

Bad Girls by M.I.A.

I Am by Jorja Smith

Last one my mom has lilith and chiron in her 1st house and people sexualize her all the time!!! Even at work and they'll bring up her sexuality...it's getting weird 😟 she always kept a bf when younger she'll literally be minding her business and a guy will come up and offer sex like huh? Definitely getting lilith vibes

Songs:

Sex Yeah by Marina

Got it like that by Jae Stephans

Cockiness again 😜

If You Seek Amy again 😭

[Sketchbook Spreads]: Doodle Friday – Lilith Edition

This week:

Took on the dark divine—my interpretation of Lilith, Queen of the Underworld and Mother of Demons.

Started with more human take—haunting eyes and regal energy.

Then, dialled up the demonic:

– Inspired by The Temptation of Adam and Eve (1512) by Michelangelo and Echidna—gave her a massive serpent tail coiled and commanding.

– Final form: gone full mythic monster—wings instead of hands, a nod to harpies and sirens, ready to snatch souls and rewrite nightmares.

you ever think about how the Owl House uses hair as a metaphor for control?

like how Lilith straightened her hair and dyed it black when she joined the Emperor’s Coven, and after she left the Coven, it began to return to its natural, frizzy state

like how Amity dyed her hair green and kept it short and neat because her mother liked it that way, and after she stopped following her mother’s orders, she dyed it purple and let it grow long

like how Vee kept her hair short and brown when she had to pretend to be Luz, but now that she is her own person, her hair is colorful and fluffy

like how Camilla used a straightening iron on her hair and after she refused to allow society to tell her how to parent, she threw her straightener out and let her hair be curly again

like how Hunter had his long hair and that one strand of hair because Belos wanted him to look just like Caleb, and after he escaped Belos’s control, he cut it short and became his own person.

and when Belos possessed him, Hunter’s hair grew long again

Alastor and the leash comment +rambling

If Alastor really is on a physical leash like husk meant his soul belonged to someone else, it must be the ultimate pain for him. He’s a complete control freak I can’t imagine his dynamic with them. Since lucifer is a man and Al seems to interact better with women especially mothers would he still be as angry at Lilith if she owned his soul? As disrespectful? So weird. How would they interact?

I have a theory that I haven’t seen elsewhere either, that maybe Alastor made a deal with a demon during his life on earth that helped his serial murder somehow or his mother. If this deal involves his soul and he came down to hell to meet the demon maybe he’d still be owned by them and maybe that deal was with Lilith/Lucifer/Roo .

l’ve been wondering if his dad is in hell also. I imagine Alastor would kill him again. Are a lot of the people he killed in hell too? That’s kind of awkward.

finally something a bit lighter:

Just saw an edit of Lilith, lucifer and alastor on a leash and it got me thinking how FUNNY and interesting it would be for Lucifer to use his power to save Alastor from her (or any situation like the extermination) because of how important he is to Charlie. Like he would not accept anyone’s help saving him he’d be so pissed at lucifer but also owe him his afterlife.

Birthday gift for My Omega Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→

A birdflash Short story

Based off of the story line from 'Titans: Rebirth' Vol. 1

My name is Wally West and I'm the fastest man alive. I've been away for a while. My last fight made me get lost in a space outside of time. The speed force. I was so alone and afraid. But there was always something to bring me back. My lightning rod. I don't know if I'm ready to face them again. Or if they're ready to see me alive.

"Who are you?" An escrima stick was held to my head as I crouched on the floor of my old apartment, looking at a photo I always kept with me. There's one thing I forgot to mention. No one remembers me.

"Dick?" I stand and turn, face-to-face with the elusive Hero, Nightwing.

"How do you know that name?" His face contorts into a scowl. Ah, the infamous batglare. "I don't know who you are--" he flipped over the desk that separated us. "How did you get in here?"

"Dick! Please, stop! I'm not here to hurt--" my sentence was cut short by him going to tackle me but a jolt of electricity shooting back and shocking him. I stare at my fingertips in disbelief. okay, weird.

"Did you just tase me?" he grips his palm with a wince. "What the hell, Wally? What was--" He stops, eyes widening. "Wally?" He asked himself. He know me. He knows me! "I don't understand." He mutters as I rush to his side to help him up. "I know you. I know your name..." he continued to talk to himself under his breath. "...but I don't know how."

"I'll explain soon, I promise." I whisper in his ear once pulled in a hug. It was short lived once I pushed him away and resumed my hero posture. "But first... Where are the Titans?"

"Right here." A voice said, from neither me or Dick.

I turn to see my old team surrounding us, weapons all ready. I see Dick's eyes widen from behind the mask from the corner of my vision.

"AH. Hi, guys." Okay Wally. Work fast. They don't remember either. How'd I do that zappy thing.

"Man, did you pick the wrong apartment to bust into, pal." Roy quipped, aiming his quiver straight at me.

They came at me from all side, Roy first. His rock steady determination, though he wasn't expecting me to be fast enough to dodge his arrow.

Then Donna and her protective fury when anyone hurts the ones she loves. I easily evaded her punch.

Lilith and her vulnerable mind to find the Truth. "I sense the intruder has done something to Nightwing! His mental patterns have been altered." She announced. Oh boy.

"What have you done to him?" Garth threw an unwavering punch. How can I prove that I'm not an enemy? They need to remember.

"You guys need to stop!" Dick tried reaching for me but was held back by Donna.

"Who is he?" She scowled as I avoided another blow with my speed.

"It doesn't matter who you are--" Lilith yelled, reaching her powers out and I fall down in pain. "--you can't outrun your own thoughts!" I scream.

"S'okay. We got him!" uhm. Ow. The when-all-else-fails Harper Hook. But when his punch hit, the sparks fly again. The memory dam bursts. He falls to the floor on his knees, cradling his head.

"What are you doing to my friends?" Donna attacked from behind. More sparks. More memories.

"He put Donna into some kind of trance!" Lilith yelled. "Grab him, Garth, and--" She was cut off as they both grab my arms. Sparks fly.

"Wally..." Lilith pulled her hood down. "It's wally." Tears welled in her eyes.

"Wally?" Donna stood back up. "Wally?!"

"I don't understand..." Garth ran a hand through his hair.

Dick still had yet to say something. Staring.

"Dick--" I started. I never figured out what I was going to say.

"Four years." He said, standing from the position I left him in from before the fighting began. "Four years! That's how long It's been!" He lashed out in anger, tears slipping past his mask. The others watched in somber silence. "You..." He started breaking down. "You were alive all along?" His voice cracked.

"Not exactly." I sighed, walking to him. "I was trapped in the speed force. It took me a while but I figured it out." I took his hand. This wasn't exactly how I planned for this to happen but it's now or never. "I needed something strong to bring bring me back." His masked eyes locked with mine and I could almost imagine those wide blue iris underneath it. "My lightning rod."

The way his mask contorted his eyes seemed to grow wider. I leaned closer and paused, waiting for a reaction. Our lips just barley grazing. I could feel his breath hitch on my face. We're so close.

Before I got the chance to doubt myself he lunged forward and connected our lips, holding me close with his arms around my neck. I gripped his waist like a lifeline.

Roy whistled from the sidelines. "It's about time." It was all background noise to me. I was in complete bliss.

Finally, I'm home.

Lilith | Finnick Odair

Pairing: Finnick Odair x fem!reader (District 4!reader)

Summary: The life of a Victor took a big tool on you, but you're not alone.

Warning/s: +18!, angst, sex trafficking, forced prostitution, trauma, just a bit of fluff (maybe), a little bit of pinning, some curse words (one or two), mentions of sexual activities, light smut at the end (not to explicit, but it's there), possible grammar and spelling mistakes

Author's note: Been obsessed with this song lately, so here you go. I can't believe I never wrote for Finnick, this is a crime. Also, I skipped some parts of the song.

I'm perfection when it comes to first impressions

Well, I romanticize and then I get to stressing

A big brain like I'm teaching it a lesson

Baby, it's a blessing, yeah

The music was too fucking loud.

Finnick found himself gently tugging at the edge of his, what felt like too tight, suit. He felt like he was walking on fire with every step that he took just so he could arrive to yet another party held at the Capitol. Everyone important was going to be there.

The rich, spoiled Capitol's elite who will be thirsting over every attractive Victor there, including him. Especially him.

Even president Snow will be there. He, who is the reason this is happening to almost half of the Victors. The ones who were here for a while like him and new toys who just won. Like you.

Finnick found himself shivering a little bit at the mere thought of the new District 4 female Victor. You, who just won your games by not drowning in the lake like the rest of the tributes that year. You were certainly lucky, Finnick told you that a lot. It was true, of course. You were lucky that you came from District 4 so you knew your way in the water. Otherwise, you would be a gonner.

Finnick felt his throat tightening and his stomach doing a flip once he remembered you. His tribute. His victor. His secret crush.

He knew that he reached for a glass of their finest alcohol a bit too fast, practically at the moment he showed up. God knows he'll need it in him once you show up.

And you did. You showed up in all of your glory.

Your hair was let down, slowly trailing behind you as you walked, clearly a fake smile placed on your gorgeous face. Finnick Odair knew that it was fake. It didn't reach your eyes. Plus you didn't have that glint in your eyes. The glint that you usually wore around the heartthrob from District 4. The dress that you wore was too much for him. It was long enough to be trailing behind you on the ground as you wore, but he felt like it left little to nothing to the imagination. The naked dress that you wore was no doubt beautiful, but it scared him so much that he had no choice but to drown the liquid in his glass all at once, leaving it empty.

"Odair." You suddenly appeared next to him, ordering yourself a drink, bartenders gaze lingering on you a bit to long for Finnick's liking.

"Stunning as always, (L/N)." He replied holding your gaze, the straight tequila still burning a little in his throat.

"You're not two bad yourself." You noticed the edge in his voice and a slight panic, maybe even a hint of regret in his eyes, as you had this conversation with your handsome mentor. "Luckily for them." You barely nodded your head in the direction of the Capitol's elite, nobody noticed it. But he did. Of course he did. He always does.

Finnick found himself once again drowning the hot alcohol from another glass as he felt the dread eating him alive. It was bad enough that he found himself in the situation that he was in, but Snow doing it to you too was simply too much.

And as he turned his head a little to look at the Capitol's elite he watched them looking at you and himself like the two District 4 Victors were a piece of meat. He knew at that moment that it was going to be a long night.

For both of you.

You got me thinking that I was too mean

Well, everything that I say I believe

Tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve and

Change like a season

Reason for nothing

I am disruptive

I've been corrupted

And by now I don't need a fucking introduction

I've been gone

'Cause I been on this road too long

It was a gloomy day at District 4. The wind was blowing the leaves around as it went, it was also touching the sea, the waves all over it. The lighting cracked somewhere in the distance, but it was loud enough to startle you.

You were sitting by the window of your house in the Victor's Village watching the gloomy clouds that piled up in the middle of the already dark sky mocking you.

Nature truly had a funny, mocking even, way of reflecting the life of the person.

The never-ending stream of tears continued to slide down both of your cheeks as your gace subconsciously traveled over to Finnick's house.

The light shirt that barely covered the rest of your body suddenly felt too tight. Your hair was a mess. It was blocking the way of you seeing the plate of fresh cookies that Mags gave you in the morning. They were delicious, you tried a few, but now they were just sitting untouched at the top of your kitchen counter.

Your gaze was still frozen onto Finnick's house as you thought of him.

You loved him so much you felt like your heart was going to explode.

Your thoughts were running a mile, your heart couldn't keep up with it. He was simply breathing, absolutely perfect. In a deeply sad way you understood why Snow was selling him. Who wouldn't want him? But your heart broke every time you thought of him like that.

A few days ago you saw him leaving his house, he had to leave the District to go to the Capitol to attend to some urgent matters. Yeah, right.

You had to hold your ground to not just run after him. Mags would kill you, you knew that for sure. She was already doing everything in her power to protect you both from the sex trafficking as much as she possibly could. But you knew that you would bring her and Annie in danger if you did anything reckless so you stayed put.

You stayed away from Finnick. As much as you could.

For a little while you stared to ignore him. It didn't work. He was pushing it and you exploded. You just wanted to keep him safe, as much as you could. That is why you did what you did.

That is why you told him that you love someone else. Even though for you there was no one else. You knew that Snow would punished all of you if he found out that you loved him. What he did to Finnick was already a nightmare scenario, a nightmare scenario that didn't avoid you.

You tried to sleep, but you had yet another nightmare about your time serving the needs of the wealthy people of the Capitol and you broke down.

Now as you longingly looked at the house of your love and as you cried you felt like you were suffocating.

As you lifted your arm to whipe away the tears stains on your cheek your shirt rose up a bit showcasing the bruises on your legs. A reminder that you were not good enough for anyone. Let alone a kind and gentle soul like Finnick was.

Now I'm wondering if I ever wanted to hold you

It never mattered if I owned you

'Cause you'd let anybody with a body control you

And you know it too

A knock on your door in the middle of the night startled you to no end. You rubbed your eyes a little bit, trying to get rid of the sleepiness that still lingered.

Your plain white T-shirt felt like another skin glued tightly to your body from the sweat in which you woke up from yet another horrifying nightmare that was caused by the memories from your time in the arena. You knew that it would haunt you forever.

You dragged your feet across the hard wooden floor in your new home. After what felt like an eternity, you finally reached the door. You placed your hand on the door handle, the coldness of it sending shivers down your spine as you opened the door.

You felt a gasp getting stuck in your throat as you saw the person standing right outside your door.

Finnick.

"You can't do this to me." Finnick said lowly, his tone dripping with agony and something else that you couldn't quite put a finger on. "How dare you say what you said?"

"Finnick..." you started to say. "I-"

"Do you not love me?" You felt yourself freeze as he said that.

He got a little closer to you. The shirt and jeans that he wore were completely soaked from the rain outside. The rain that the storm brought. You felt like you couldn't breathe. The only sound that reached your ears was the sound of the waves crashing onto the rocks by the coast.

"You- you now how I feel about you, Finnick." You stuttered out as you said it, feeling very self-conscious at that moment.

"I don't think that I do." He leaned his head down, the raindrops that took their place in his dirty blonde locks sliding down onto your face. "I poured my heart out to you."

"Finn-"

"I told you that I loved you." Finnick said, slowly backing you up against your own door. "Yet you said nothing back."

"I..." you stuttered, thankful for the darkness outside that covered up the blush that made itself known on your cheeks. "Finnick, I can't..."

"Just say something!" He grabbed your shoulder, rising his voice as he gripped you a little firmly, but not enough to hurt you as he shook you a little trying to get you to say something that will make sense. "If you don't love me back just say it. Break my heart so that I can finally know if all of this was worth it."

"I told you already." Your voice continued to shake even though you tried to appear calm. "You know how I feel about you."

"So you do love me after all."

"I told you. You know-"

"Why can't you just say that you love me." The look that Finnick gave you just continued to break your heart. His grip was stills tight as you spoke.

"I want to protect you, Finnick." You told him, your breath getting caught in your throat. "That's why I can't say anything."

"Than show it to me."

You got me feeling like I been too mean

And everything that I say I believe

Tuck a knife with my heart up my sleeve

And fuck like a demon

Do it like nothin'

I am disgustin'

I've been corrupted

And by now I don't need no help to be destructive

I've been gone

Yeah, I've been on this road too long

The raindrops continued to knock against the window of your bedroom, the moonlight that barely made itself present because of the thick dark clouds was the only sorce of light in your house expect for the fire that burned in your fireplace in the living room behind the closed doors.

Finnick hovered above you in the bed as the lightning cracked somewhere in the sky brought you comfort.

You were once again covered in a thin layer of sweat because of the intense heat not because of the fire, but because of the heat that Finnick was providing as he rocked slowly into you, reaching deeper that you thought was even possible.

Your hand scratched lightly on his back as he gripped your hips a little bit, staying on top of you while making sure that he doesn't crush you with his weight.

You could practically feel his hot breath near your face as he marked your neck relentlessly.

The only sound in your room were the ones that you two were making.

You reveled in his gasps and you were sure that he did the same with your continuous moans. His forehead leaned against yours, both of you trying to catch your breaths as you kept up the rhythm that Finnick set.

It was just the two of you. No people from the Capitol, no pressure. No constant praying eyes that were watching your every move. No one had to know about this but you two.

You were glad. Because you never felt safer in your entire life than at this moment, foreheads and lips pressed against each other, giving all of your love to each other.

One thing was for sure, you would kill anyone who used Finnick against his will... only if you could.

The more that you give away

The more that you have

More that you give away

More that you have

The more that you give away

The more that you have

The more that they take

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How would Frury, Lilith and Uriel react to finding a human who is currently fighting a rather large demon and just before they could intervene, assuming they wanted to, the human kills it? (This human would become their future S.o but you know. First impressions are important. XD) Thanks friend. :)

|| I’m sorry for how long this took to make, I’ve just bee really busy lately. I hope you don’t mind the scenarios being as long as they are either. I wanted to test my luck with typing out long responses. Enjoy! (btw Lilith is hard to write for!)||

Fury:

Fury looked worriedly on as she rushed to save the human, whip drawn and pulled taut between her fists. The Trauma was charging towards them and coming in fast, just a little too fast for her to get there in time.

Just as the Trauma reared and Fury pulled her whip back over her head, she heard the small human let out a blood curdling yell and she noticed it chuck a spear-like piece of shrapnel at the raging beast. It hit the Trauma full force in the throat, effectively slicing it open just enough to half-drown it in its own blood and bile. Fury stopped dead in her tracks, hands and whip falling down to her sides and a look of awe splashing against her pale face.

She watched you walk up to the writhing demon, rip the shrapnel out of it’s throat, and plunge it back in again and again. The more times you stabbed the more she was placed back into the reality of the situation.

Fury regained herself and walked over to the mess, trying to approach the situation as cautiously as she could, even speaking in low tones so as not to surprise the human.

“Human…”

You whipped your head around to see this tall woman with deep, wine colored hair. You assumed she was another monster to slay and you raised the shrapnel in front of yourself, brandishing it like a spear.

“Easy now, little one, it’s okay,” Fury raised her hands in caution.

“Who are you?” you asked, backing away slowly.

Fury gently grabbed the end of your weapon and gave it a little tug, signaling you to let go. You oblige, albeit a bit begrudgingly, no longer seeing her as a threat but still unsure of her intentions. She then placed it on the ground beside her, never breaking eye contact.

“There will be time to explain all of that later, now come with me.”

You wander off with Fury, the entire way explaining to her all that’s happened to you. She in turn tries to answer all the questions you have. There’s so much you have yet to learn and creatures much more menacing that litter your path.

Uriel:

Uriel surveyed the skies, flying low enough to see individual demons scattering along the ruined earth below. Ever since the Hunter incident she’d been careful to look closer just in case there were other survivors hiding from the demon spawn.

Soon enough she caught sight of a large Gore Claw swarming into a cramped alleyway to chase a small hooded figure.

A human!?

Uriel readied her halberd and nosedived, aiming for the figure. Her plan was to swoop in, pluck the human from the fray, and come back for the demon once the human was placed on a safe perch. However, the human had other plans.

You set up many booby traps that just lay waiting for the time when you needed to get out of a pinch or when a demon stupidly fell into one. All of that planning paid off when you found yourself ambushed by a horrific beast. You bobbed and wove under the rubble and through buildings to get to home base, a makeshift shelter in a part of town you knew well enough to booby trap. The alleyway you were currently running down had a small area of open ground that you’d filled with spikes and covered over in debris to make a trap hole. Thankfully you also made a small ramp that reached just far enough for you to jump over the trap and safely onto the other side.

The demon fell hard into the trap, shrieking as its body sunk onto the sharp pieces of metal shrapnel. It howled in pain for a short while and then grew quiet. The sound itself didn’t concern you, but rather how fast it died off. You, knowing better than to look back until you had the higher ground, just couldn’t resist a little peek into the hole just to be safe. 

Just as you prepared to take a quick glance at the carnage, a hand on your shoulder startled you, and in whipping your head around, you failed to notice the demon’s tail catch your leg to pull you in with it. It pulled hard, causing you to slip backwards with a shriek.

The hand that startled you reached out swiftly to catch you by the wrist and pull you from the trap where the demon’s mouth sat wide open to catch you and devour you whole.

You hadn’t expected to be snuck up on, and Uriel hadn’t expected you to be so clever as to lead the demon into such a basic trap. She pulled you into her waiting arms and you thrashed hard against her, trying to break free from her superhuman grip.

“Let me go!”

“Be still human,” Uriel held your arms to your side waiting for you to stop fighting her.

You eased after a time and calmed down enough to see that your attacker was not a demon, and not threatening to hurt you.

“Who are you?”

“I am Uriel of the Hellguard. I’m impressed with your fortitude, human,” she let her grip slacken a little before continuing, “now let’s take you to safety.”

Before you could protest, Uriel picked you up, holding you firmly to her chest, and launched from the alley back to her squadron, nearly knocking breath out of you. You were unsure of the situation, but were in no position to object.

Lilith:

Lilith heard there were some human’s still managing to survive on the ruined earth, and this piqued her interests greatly. It was rare that she’d had a human in her chambers, and she had little power to go and find some for herself, so she did the next best thing and resorted to bargaining with three of Samael’s remaining servants to help her gain access to one of the last survivors, and with her status, who were they to say “no”? 

Off went the troops she employed to retrieve her precious cargo from the Third Kingdom while she waited patiently in her chambers. She was hopeful that by the time a human had been brought to her, it wouldn’t be too badly injured to give her a little bit of fun.

Lilith watched through her magical hand mirror in amusement as the demons poked and prodded you into a corner. You were a hard one to catch and you looked to be giving them quite the bit of trouble. She could also see they were being rough with you, something she expected and even permitted to an extent. What she couldn’t have expected though was how dangerous humans could be: you, a tiny little human that looked like it barely reached her belly button in height, ferociously killed one of the phantom guard she had sent. All of it happening almost too fast for Lilith to react.

You pulled from your sleeve what looked to be a bone that was sharpened to a point on either side and jumped on the demon’s chest, driving it in deep, stabbing again and again roughly ten times before turning on the other two who were encroaching in on you.

“You want some of this!?” you shouted at them, brandishing your double ended bone knife. They looked at each other and snarled in agreement before turning to pounce on you. 

One of them caught you in the side before you could maneuver out of the way, and the taste of you blood on the air distracted them both for a moment. This gave you some time to hurl a crudely made smoke pellet into one of their faces, hitting square in the eyes. Both were mildly distracted by the fog with the mostly blind one attacking the other in the haze, providing some cover for you to hightail it out of there a safe distance away. But they would be after you soon enough, with the smell of your fresh blood giving them a clear trail to follow

Lilith reclined into her throne, a pleased smile playing at her lips.

Humans are such interesting creatures.

This unexpected game of cat and mouse appealed to her and she couldn’t wait to see who would win.

That frustrated me to no end because...how would that contribute to the story? Roo/Eve or Lilith being Alastor's captor gives him some form of reason to get involved with Charlie. Perhaps he wanted to get vengeance on Lilith by targetting her daughter? We've already noticed little details from the Pilots that he wasn't too fond of the Morningstars, but for what reason?

I was enjoying Alastor and Rosie's dynamic because it showed he was capable of making friendships and being genuine with someone. It adds something to his character, people are wary of Alastor and the main reasons he was around the Hotel wwas because 1, he's a feared Overlord, it helps prevent raids on it and 2, he's great support for running the hotel. Almost everyone knows Alastor is up to absolutely no good and is planning something bad to happen. He's a sadistic murderer plotting something awful, nobody knows his true intentions. He's not completely genuine with a lot of sinners.

But then Rosie, a person who's presence he actually seemed to enjoy. Someone he seems to truly be genuine with. Every fan was commenting how wholesome their friendship was. It adds something to Alastor's character that he isn't a manipulative and sadistic killer all the time, there's a softer side to him.

But no, boom...Rosie owns Al...and all that just gets tossed out of the window when their friendship could be explored meaningfully but what can I expect out of Hazbin?

Spoiler Alert: Leaks have come out- they might change but heres my criticism that might have someone watching this tumblr to re-consider.

You're telling that Rosie- the Rosie; happens to be Alastor’s captor? That's not even a plot twist, that's a plot disappointment. Why reveal that so early in the season if you want people to give a fuck about the show? Scrap that entire scene while you can, because it’s going to leave people extremely disappointed and pissed off. Rosie should be a demon friend Alastor knows, not his captor.

Like damn- my theory about Roo being Al’s captor sounds significantly more interesting. Even Lilith being Al’s captor is more interesting than Rosie is.

Fucking scrap it!

Same

Lilith was the one who curse Eda the whole time!

Lilith was the one who curse Eda the whole time!

part 1 of drawing the shows girl bosses

lilith

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Throwback Thursday to a piece I painted in 2008. I was a baby artist back then!

Artistic nudity below the jump, you have been warned.

Lilith!! A Minecraft SMP character I never posted for some reason

I love this baby girl

Some Lilith and Adam

tips for adhd witches!

[[before you expand: LONG text post!!]]

I got diagnosed only a couple months ago, but I have been practicing witchcraft for a little bit now. So in retrospect, here is stuff that I realized I have been doing to cope the whole time, and some new things I'm tinkering with :) Please feel free to leave your own tips or thoughts!

At all costs, avoid promising gods and spirits that YOU WILL uphold a rigid routine.

Just do not promise to give daily offerings! JUST DON'T DO IT. If you struggle with upholding a regular routine, do not promise gods or spirits you will uphold a routine for them. You should only promise things you are confident you can deliver. ((If you identify as a beginner witch it's my personal belief that you should not be promising anyone anything.))

Delete from your mindset that all witches are supposed to uphold rigid routines.

Give yourself breathing room: if you want to give scheduled offerings, maybe do one on the full moon. Or, plan it to coincide with other activities that interest you, and that you're likely to show up for.

Unless you have a few hours a week to devote to your practice, you should probably not be dedicating yourself to doing daily anything.

Rigid routine is not the only way to get regular experience with magic, build relationships with gods or spirits, or improve in your craft! You simply do not have to promise yourself or anyone else that you will do X actions at Y times.

Instead of having "do X for Y minutes on Z days" routines, try developing a streamlined ritual you can fit in anywhere for the really important stuff.

Maybe there are some really important things in your practice that you want to do on a regular basis. Maybe these are things like:

Quick personal shielding

Acknowledging and honoring spirits

General offering

Prayer for guidance

Instead of saying "I'll do shielding for 5 minutes every day after breakfast, then of course my offering ritual-", you can put a streamlined (short, easy) ritual together where you do all four of these things at once.

Deep breaths, acknowledge and honor the spirits, ask for assistance in raising a shield, offering excess raised energy to them, and praying for guidance in the upcoming task.

It should take maybe like, 2 minutes tops.

Then, slot this streamlined ritual in before most practice activities. Like:

Before other energy work

Before divination

Before spellwork

Or, use it as a sort of 'generic' access point of connection and perform this ritual:

When you shower, to calm down from the day

When you're on transit to prepare for the upcoming day

When you're feeling grateful and want to share the moment with the spirits

When you're feeling sad and need support

Instead of forcing important actions into routines that may be hard to follow, find a way to carry these actions around with you in an accessible ritual, like carrying snacks around in a bag. This way you can use other exciting activities, or other life events, as a reminder to practice your ritual of important things :)

Build a clear system of omens for yourself. Omens can intrude on your daily life and get your attention.

Maybe you have alarm blindness, forget to do divination, forget to check in with spells - so asking for omens can be a huge help. They are spontaneous messages that catch your eye. Helpful!

Research cultural omens

Research omens in your magical tradition

Journal and brainstorm personal omens

Write out, for yourself, a short list of personal omens.

Solid black pigeons mean a spirit wants attention. Seeing your favorite tree species means a spell was successful. Three gray dots means a spell failed. The scent of cinnamon buns means fortune is headed your way.

Perform a ritual announcing your chosen omens to the Powers That Be. Invite those Powers, Yourself, Life, the Universe, and Everything to send you true, accurate, and helpful messages through these omens.

Working with omens in this way is a skill that evolves over time. Your personal omen system will evolve over time if you use it. Think of it as another form of divination!

(Tip: Combine symbols with colors for an advanced system that's easy to remember. Oak trees are prosperity, but black means slow movement, red means powerful, and white means failure. After a spell you see a plumbing truck with a red oak tree logo; powerful prosperity. Etc.)

Build all your spells, rituals, and everything with the foresight that you are probably going to forget about it or not return to it for a long time.

Employ foresight and:

Encode retirement/shutdown functions into your spells!! Do you want the spell to burn out completely and leave the vessel hollow so you don't have to deal with the vessel later on? Specify that! Do you want the spell to go to 'power saver mode' and hibernate so you can save the vessel and recharge it later? Specify!

ENCODE OMENS INTO SPELLS TO REMIND YOU TO TAKE ACTIONS! "This spell brings me financial benefit, and when it runs low, I will see my omen of slow growth - a solid black tree."

Assume that you are going to completely forget that you're able to take care of this problem, so encode the spells assuming you will never remember to deal with this again:

Spell for people that will remember they want to deal with Monica (they will also be working with wards, divination, and subtle cunning): "Stop Monica at the front desk from assaulting me with her dark energies, or else limit how much of her energy can reach me."

Spell for people that are going to completely forget this is an issue they can take care of and won't do another spell on it for maybe 18 months: "Stop Monica from assaulting me with her dark energies, or reveal to everyone in the office her dark nature, but if neither of these things is possible, change something in the office so that we never interact again."

Assume you will forget about individual spells, that you will accumulate way to many spells than you can individually attend to, and that you may never take final steps like cleansing and deconstructing old spell vessels.

Build a spellcasting altar, or a spell recharging altar, where you store up all your vessels. Recharge them all at once, as often as you remember to.

Poor plan: "And when this vessel runs down I will recharge it with the waxing moon as I stand under the orange tree-" More tenable plan: "And when this vessel runs down let it drink energy from my altar; let it take up any energy that suits it; let it feed on what is available to it, according to its needs."

Focus on learning how to tie spells to external energy sources so they will stay charged for way longer.

For easy deconstruction, set blanket conditions for every vessel that it be undone and the magic erased if you take a simple action. This is called a kill code. You bake it into spells and it makes deconstruction way easier.

Try developing a barbarous word of undoing and using it every time you want to undo a vessel or a spell; this word will gain power and can become very helpful in other ways.

Once again, plan spells with the foresight that it will be difficult/unlikely for you to re-engage for formal deconstruction procedures. So, anticipate your future needs during spellcasting: "And if I ever open this jar and take out the things inside it, let this spell be released and return to the earth, let it fade away without trouble and nourish anything around it as fallen logs nourish the forest floor." This way, you know that if you accidentally forget about a spell or just take it apart, the magic already has instructions to safely dissipate and you don't have to worry.

Develop a visual language to remind you of what collected objects and spell vessels are.

This folds in real nice with a personal omen system!!

Use a combination of colors, established symbols (planetary, alchemical), and personal symbols to develop a visual conlang that helps you keep track of what things are.

If applicable, decorate or modify spell vessels so you can tell at a glance what the spell is for (violet symbol of Venus next to a paw: a spell to improve relationships with the spirits that help you with psychism)

Build a system that makes intuitive sense to you, perhaps folding in with your color correspondence associations, magical headcannon, or any other mnemonic device:

All the spells in jars are protective

Everything that's tied into a witch's ladder is about prosperity

If it has a red X on it, that's a hex

If it has a 7-pointed star, it involves your dragon guide

If you store it in a bag that has blue on it (blue print, blue button, blue tie-string) then that object is related to cleansing

Your personal visual language will gain its own power over time if used regularly, in the way that egrigores or sigils can gain power if used consistently over time :) It can become a real magical tool, not just a mnemonic device!

During spirit work, just clearly communicate that your sporadic presence has nothing to do with your dedication 🤷

When you conjure/talk to/pray to gods, spirits, or anything, address the fact that your communication/rituals/etc ARE going to be sporadic. Explain yourself and ask the spirits to extend understanding.

Some spirits/gods/etc are going to demand regular routine. AND IF THEY EXPECT THAT, then you guys need to get on the same page ASAP as to whether or not that's possible.

Spirits can be incredibly forgiving and understanding, but unless you tell them why you are sometimes around and sometimes not, they do not necessarily know what's going on.

Your spirit guide may have not read the DSM-5. Obelon the Fox-Man might not be up-to-date with the 2025 diagnosis criteria for ADHD, and Obelon might not recognize that you are struggling with a disorder that can mimic inattentiveness. Obelon might be asking why you appear to be so enthusiastic, and yet only call for him once every 5 weeks.

Just explain!! Explain what you are comfortable explaining. Give them reassurances and ask them to not misinterpret your ability to be present.

At all costs, avoid making your path a carrot that you dangle in front of yourself to try and force yourself to fix your brain through sheer force of will.

If the way you talk to yourself about your path sounds like someone struggling with unhealthy dieting, maybe it's time to readjust.

"I just need to do my daily offerings, on schedule, for two weeks. Then I will have earned researching tarot spells."

Maybe it's not a good idea to intentionally include witchcraft in a cycle of reward and denial that will ultimately drain joy from the process until your passion is a withered husk.

Witchcraft isn't going to force your brain to change any more than Stardew Valley was going to force your brain to change. Or that time you got super into succulents. If your time spent studying wool quality in heritage European sheep breeds didn't cure your disorder, witchcraft won't either.

Witchcraft, I think, deserves to be something that is a part of your joy - not a part of a system of stressful attempts at making yourself into someone you're not because "real witches" all do such-and-such routine (I assure you, they do not) so you must force yourself to do it too.

(Incidentally, if you have a 'streamlined ritual for the important stuff' and it becomes a barrier that prevents you from practicing, then maybe that's not a good idea for you - or maybe it's not as simple and streamlined as you need it to be)

STOP trying to build a static path. Lean into temporary hyperfixations.

There is SO MUCH to learn in witchcraft. It's never-ending. The more you learn, the more doorways open for you with more things to learn behind them.

This is not college, you do not have to declare your major. You don't have to wait to decide on your 'magic specialization' before you start learning.

This is not college, you don't have to take semesters of boring general ed classes before you're allowed to start studying what interests you.

Unless you are getting into very serious initiations, learning stuff, advancing your skills, and building your path is not going to shut doors and prevent you from getting into something else.

If something excites your interests, GET INTO IT! Don't force yourself to ignore what you're passionate about because you think serious, responsible witchcraft is supposed to be rigid, boring, and tedious. (It isn't!)

Avoid declaring your major. As in, maybe the idea of energy glamours is super exciting, so on day 1 you create a lesson plan that will realistically take you 70 weeks to complete. Based on your history, is it reasonable that you will maintain this specific interest in glamours for over a year?

Avoid making lesson plans that intentionally slow you down and make shit boring for no good reason. If energy glamours interest you, are you (*scrolls up*) using energy glamours as a carrot to force yourself to engage in a tedious magical workout routine? Is the reason the lesson plan takes 70 weeks because you decided to spend weeks slowly moving through each phase so you have time to spam energy work exercises?

You know yourself better than I know you. Maybe wanting to slow down and engage in your focuses in a new way is the goal. Of course, listen to yourself first!

But if you have a temporary burst of energy and focus to learn a new skill, and learning that skill won't require you to make unhealthy personal or financial decisions, why not just lean into it and explore it moment by moment, wherever your interests take you?

I think you'd probably learn a lot more doing and undoing 20 glamours in a week, because you're freaking out about how fucking cool it is, than if you practice 1 basic glamor exercise once a day because that's what real disciplined witches do, and then 11 days later you forget it once and never do it again and now your interest has faded because glamouring is just another boring chore.

Invest some time and energy into figuring out exactly what your bare minimum of responsibility and upkeep actually is.

How often do you need to recharge your wards to keep them functioning normally?

Once you've explained your own needs and limits, how often do your spirits actually request offerings?

Are you 100% sure the spirits you're working with expect offerings in the first place?

Are those offerings expected to be physical, or do thoughts and prayers suffice?

How often should you perform a personal cleansing to keep yourself feeling magically refreshed?

Feeling anxious or guilty over whether or not you're supposed to be taking certain actions is NO FUN.

It is much less fun if you don't actually know how often you need to do these things. Then it's just all guessing, all the time, and nothing is ever good enough.

If at all possible, avoid putting yourself into a situation where you feel that you are supposed to be doing something responsible in your practice, but you're never sure exactly what it is.

Spend some practice time, learn some skills, and make notes, to discover whether or not you do have any minimum engagement requirements in the style of practice you want. And most importantly, having clear 'deadlines' so you don't have to keep guessing at what you're forgetting about this time.

Inktober days 21-23! I wasn't able to finish inktober because the last week of October was PACKED for me, but here's the last few drawings I did for it! Maybe I'll do some of the prompts I didn't do in November, we shall see :)

Characters from left to right are Reznora, Lilith, and Thesne and Neribella

OC-Tober prompt list by @stormyth-art under the cut!

Days 6-10 of Inktober/OC-Tober! I think I'm getting into the swing of it finally haha

Characters from top left to bottom right (or I guess just the bottom image) are Aylis, Gladiola and Kilyen, Maggie, Bren and Lilith, and Reznora.

Prompt list under the cut, by @stormyth-art

SCP-336, "Lilith"

Here her file

Image based on Incident 239-B, Clef-Kondraki (here the file)

🖤🤍💜

Some drawings I made of manaketes back in high school.

Tiki, Fae, Nowi, Myrrh, Ninian, Corrin, and Lilith.

HERE THEY FUCKING ARE BABEYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i have been stuck in this room for days. why did i make this when i didn’t have to? I LIKE THEM

colored outlines or black outlines? {the og drawings were outlined in sharpie and mostly used other markers/pens}

so technically the black outlines are closer to the characters first designs, but i’m worried for some reason. like it still looks like my style, but it’s missing the colored outlines

thoughts?

Finished The Owl House today and if I’m going insane that’s tooootaly fine

Also how sweet are Lilith and Hooty I’m sobbing. 😭