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writers and artists everywhere all the time
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okay we need to have an intervention.
i've noticed that people don't leave the same kind of unhinged compliments under fanfics that visual artists usually receive (eg, "i want to eat your art"), so i've come up with a list that you need to start employing when your friends send you their WIPs and when your favorites update on ao3 but you're having a hard time commenting something that sounds intelligent and you still want to support them
"you're like if [famos author] (eg, Victor Hugo if the fic is angst) was into [fandom]"
"well THIS has been added to my pre-sleep daydream schedule"
"this fic invaded my mind and consumed my brain like a spore"
"I'M LOSING SLEEP OVER THIS ONE, FOLKS"
"yOu'Ve AlReAdY lEfT kUdOs HeRe"
"this fic has me scratching at my yellow wallpaper, it's so good"
"this fic has me checking under my floorboards for the heart of a kind man i murdered, it's so good"
"i'm making my parents read this"
"i know only one chapter is out so far, but i'm going to print this out, staple it together, and put it on my bookshelf next to the canon material"
"this fic gave me another mental illness"
(you can only do this one once) "i made an ao3 account specifically to bookmark this"
"i'm going to print this out so i can eat the words on the paper"
and a couple that are just nice (without the feral nature):
"i made a custom playlist to listen to while i read this fic"
"this fic reminds me of [song]"
"i really liked the part where [x], it really stuck with me"
"i really liked this line, [quote the line,] it was so well-written!"
artists: draw fanart of the fic!! it doesn't matter if you think your art skills are good and it doesnt matter if it's just a sketch!! let the author see it!!
make a moodboard!! for the fic!! let the author see it!!
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What are your thoughts on Adam coming back as a sinner?
I'll be honest, I'm really not entirely sure!
there's a lot of unclear lore going on with angelic steel and angelic powers and whether or not death is permanent
outside the show, we were told by creators that only angelic steel/weapons can permanently kill or damage sinners otherwise they just respawn. WITHIN the show we're told that these same weapons can permanently kill/damage angels (they don't tell us that souls are basically immortal unless killed by the weapons), and yeah that semi checks out with vaggie who got her wings RIPPED out instead of cut out like her eye. her wings came back, her eye did not
but, we also don't know if the exorcists are heaven-born angels, or other winners like Adam, although personally I think they were created specifically FOR Adam, since he mentions naming Vaggie himself, so that means whatever is true for Vaggie may not be true for Adam since they are different types of angels
And then there's Lucifer, I heard somewhere that he cannot be killed by angelic steel, but rather only by someone who's more powerful than him, aka, probably the elders (assuming they ARE more powerful than him and not just other seraphim who are like "we're older so we're higher ranking than you") or idk whoever is above the elders. Can Sera or Emily kill him? idk, but Adam can't kill Lucifer in any way. Lucifer won't die to the steel, and he won't die to Adam's anime beam. An anime beam that presumably not only Lucifer can do as well, but allegedly, he could if he wanted to, use it to just nuke all of hell and kill its inhabitants and there's not anyone anyone can do about it (they're so lucky he's not violent by nature)
so I know this is kind of confusing but bare with me, here's what I'm compiling
It's said that Sinners/souls can ONLY die to Angelic Steel
OR, such as Lucifer's case, at the hands of someone more powerful than them (but top of the top angels could be considered outliers)
angels, on 1 for 1, are more powerful than demons
Adam is, in theory, more powerful than Sir Pentious and fired an angel beam at him which vaporized him instantly, but did not kill him with angelic steel, and Sir Pentious lived and got into heaven
There was no doubt in Charlie's mind that her dad could (and almost did) incinerate and permanently kill Adam with a beam and she stopped him (Note: Lucifer uses no weapons)
Adam was stabbed by angelic steel and "died" as far as we know
but here's the confusion for me: if an angelic beam from someone more powerful than you can permanently kill a soul, why didn't Adam's permanently kill Sir Pentious?
Is there something more going on here? Is there a possibility that maybe what is thought of as able to or unable to create permanent soul death actually more complicated than we thought?
Lute clearly believes Adam is dead, she wouldn't have reacted the way she had and she wouldn't have confronted Lilith otherwise. It's unclear whether or not Lute (and to an extent Adam) knew that angelic steel would permanently kill one of them until the start of Hazbin Hotel where an angel was killed. Vaggie didn't know it was possible, but she also wasn't as high ranking as Lute. At the very least LUTE believes Adam is dead based off of the knowledge she currently has, but we have no idea if that knowledge is correct
This could just be a simple case of, as human souls, Adam and Pentious were technically equal rank, ergo his beam couldn't permanently kill Pentious and he should have used angelic steel, for that permakill, which means Adam is 100% and not showing up as a sinner in the future cuz he WAS killed by an angelic weapon
OR
This could be that the circumstances around one's death at the hands of a perma-death weapon influences what happens to them upon dying, which means that there might be more going on to this than we thought, and Adam could very well return as a Sinner
From a writing perspective:
I really don't know what I want to see more of. On the one hand, permanently killing Adam puts more weight on his potential death and the conflict between Heaven and Hell, and definitely puts more animosity between the two sides
on the other hand, Adam coming back as a sinner is some sweet sweet ironic juice and quite frankly, it'd be downright hilarious
BUT all of this being said: I think my tendency will be to believe that Adam is dead. If the writers want us to take perma-death seriously going forward, they are not going to bring back the only two major cast members that died. they will keep one (Pentious) as the special case that nobody understands what happened/as the outlier, and they will keep Adam dead, for weight and to promise to the audience that while Sir Pentious did get to survive, we do have to worry about taking permanent death seriously. Merely showing that Pentious survived is already destroying our faith that characters can be killed permanently in this show given everyone theorizing that Adam will come back as a sinner, and this takes away some of the stakes of the danger
Personally, I will enjoy whatever comes! Who knows, maybe I'm wrong and Adam does come back. Either way, I will have fun, both scenarios are equally interesting to me
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short comic im working on about lucifer's meeting with heaven because i love seeing him suffer >:)
Page 1-2/?
reblogs are appreciated! :D
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let's talk about how we escaped a bloodshed
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yeah, thanks, mimzy the savior
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Final in the queue and my most technically challenging piece to date TwT
Approximately 42 hours over the course of 10 days. This is a commission for Rohi of the lovely Papillion!
I previously did a commission for Rohi back in 2021 with a similar theme. You can find it here
Twitter - Toyhouse - Flightrising Shop - DeviantArt - Ko-fi
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you know what, I’m not done posting about baby bats!!!
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here is a fact for you: rescued baby bats are regularly given little blankets and swaddled up like itty bitty bat burritos! this is a whole Thing
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Oh, and sometimes they get tiny pillows!
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And they get fed out of teensy baby bottles!
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They are even given mini bat pacifiers to nurse on 💕
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in conclusion, here is a baby bat yawning:
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BABY BATS!!!
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This starts out as a nice gesture, then quickly becomes absolutely ridiculous.
1,024 dice. Man.
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Oscar: I shouldn't be surprised you're so familiar with fairy tales.
Oz: I've lived through my share of them.
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Oscar: I've been the subject of a couple of fairy tales myself.
Jaune: You mean Ozpin has, right?
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Oh, Oscar...
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the man who owns and runs the thai restaurant in my town knows me by name. he is one of the kindest and most thoughtful men i know. i started ordering from his place back in january, which was when i got my fibromyalgia diagnosis. back then i was using a walker, had limited mobility in my entire body but especially my hands, and was very visibly in pain. i always ordered the same thing: yellow curry with no meat, potatoes and carrots only (i have texture and other dietary issues). he always made it a point to make sure i could get out the door and carry the food safely. he had his workers package the food so that it was easier for me to open. as i kept coming back and i told him a little bit about my health status, he would always encourage me to keep going. he told me about how the spices he used were good for inflammation and began to edit the recipe just for me so that spices that were even better for fighting inflammation were used. he’d give me extra portions and despite the fact that i would tip every time, i realized later that he never charged my card for them. as time went on and my condition began to get better, he would make encouraging remarks and tell me how happy he was for me. the day i came in without my walker, he practically jumped for joy, and despite my insistence, he gave me my meal for free that day. i continue to make progress with my conditions and i continue to go to the thai place. this man who does not know me personally and who i hardly know anything about is one of my favorite people. it’s interactions with humans like these that make loving life easier. and his curry really does help my chronic condition. it’s comfort food taken to the next level.
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YOU ART GOOD AMAZING
AND YOU'RE CHILL
THAT'S LIKE BEING COOL 101
Just a reminder that you are cooler than heelies ever well and that we're lucky to have you around! Thanks for being here!
Oh thank you anon
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Mr Chocolate Guy really is out there doing Things huh
Also, rendition of how to enjoy this piece:
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okaaaaaaaaay I don't like doing these sort of things but I actually have the OG sooooo
hey OP I'm going to give you a benefit of the doubt and assume you didn't do this on purpose and just wanted to make a funny post with some cool artwork you found, even if this is suspiciously cropped, because your blog seems newish
If you like artwork that you find and you want to share it, the best thing you can do is credit the artist, by linking directly to their page, and not cropping out their watermark. this is literally from @bambygourl, its one of my favorite pieces that they did
The absolute best option is to reblog the OG post especially since we're on tumblr. It's a great way to get it on your own blog, and it gives both the artist visibility (because tumblr will always show the OG poster/artist) and ya know general "awww someone liked my art! :D"
which screenshoting and then making your own post doesn't do anything for the OG artist
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me with my hubby <33
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I have bad news friendsos. My aforementioned April 25th goal date of posting chapter 3 of my Prequel Fic is uhhh most likely not going to be met? IM STILL GOING TO TRY I PROMISE I'M GOING TO TRY! but omg chapter 3 is so bulky and tanky it's over 30k words (aka that's the size of chapter 2 for reference) aaaaand I'm still not done. This upcoming week is going to be a rather full for me. I will have SOME freetime but not a lot. Again, I'm going to try to make it to that 25th deadline but I'm not so sure I'll make it. Realistically speaking it might be more towards... eh april 30? hopefully?
Anyways, to make up for it, I've decided to give you guys an extended teaser of the beginning of the chapter. I did already show this a little bit in another post, but to make up for the delay I decided to give you guys everything I have written for the very beginning up until we reach the first asterix
But uhhh yeah! I'm sorry! Plz enjoy the sneak peek!
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High pitched ringing was all Lilith could perceive at first. Eventually, as time passed, she became aware of more things. The air smelled foul. She was laying atop something soft, but underneath the soft layer was the hardest rock she’d ever felt. As far as sounds, it seemed like there was a faint rumbling in the distance, but nothing extravagant. 
Blearily, she managed to open her eyes. 
Lilith was face to face with Lucifer who seemed to be unconscious, just as she had been moments ago. The soft layer she was on was his wing, with another one lying limp on top of her. 
She sat up slowly, groaning. Her body ached and her joints felt sore. The wings that were on top of her, slid off. 
There was something grey drifting down from the sky, and apparently, she and Lucifer had been laying there long enough that a thin layer of it had started to build up on them. Well, mostly Lucifer. Up until now, she had been safely shielded by his wings. 
Lilith gave him a nudge, “Lu, wake up,” she told him before moving to stand herself. 
The sky was a deep blood red. Any clouds that formed were either grey or black. The ground too, the harsh rocky terrain she and Lucifer were on was also a dark grey. It was now that she realized, she and Lucifer were dead center in a crater of sorts. 
That’s when the previous events all rushed back to her. Heaven attacked them and cast them down into, what was it the elders called it? Hell? Lucifer desperately shielded and protected her from the vicious onslaught and then from the impact of the fall itself. 
Now with the full context, Lilith rushed back to Lucifer who still remained on the ground, “Lu?!” Lilith pushed back the wings that were covering his body, and unveiled multiple wounds from heaven’s attack. The blood had long since dried, and Lilith realized she too was covered in Lucifer’s blood. His wings were also covered in his blood as heaven viciously skewered them to prevent him from flying back out. His once flowing robes were all but tatters barely clinging to his form.
Panic now fully setting in as she realized he looked even worse than when he had fallen from heaven and wasn’t even stirring, not even a little. She couldn’t even hear him breathe raspy breaths like he had last time.
“Lu! Say something!” Lilith immediately cradled him. 
His head rolled back limply as she pulled him to her. Lilith needed to readjust her grip on him in order for his head to lean against her torso gently. 
He had protected her… From everything. But the final blow had been the fall. If what little Lilith had experienced from the fall due to his protection had been enough to temporarily knock her unconscious and make her sore then… What must it have felt like to take the full brunt of it?? 
Tears began to build up in her eyes as she recalled him assuring her that she’d be okay. He had been unable to stop the crash, so he did everything he could to make sure she was going to be safe. Suddenly, it made sense why he had repositioned himself underneath her, to cushion her fall with his own body. 
“Lu?!” she called again, “Lucifer!” 
He remained still and unresponsive. 
Lilith’s breath hitched in her throat. He couldn’t be- he wouldn’t- this couldn’t have… killed him??? 
Lilith pulled him tighter to her, choking back tears and shook with rage against heaven. Why push her and him into that crevice?? All this because he wanted to help her and Eve but that was against the rules apparently?? Weren’t they supposed to be good?! Weren’t they supposed to be kind?! And what could she have done while the elders attacked? She had been powerless to help! Worse… They used her to lure him into the hole. As Lilith held him and choked back sobs, it occurred to her that he still felt warm. 
The faintest, slightest bit of hope fluttered in her, and she pulled away to get a better look at Lucifer. He still was completely still, and unresponsive but… maybe…
Lilith leaned her ear against his chest, hoping for what seemed to be the impossible. 
Faintly. 
Very
very 
faintly 
She could hear it. A heartbeat. Even fainter, she could hear a weak rattling breath from deep in his chest. 
He was alive…
He was still alive!
Lilith pulled him into a hug, cupping the back of his head and holding him tightly. Her tears now weren’t from grief but relief. “You’re going to be okay,” she whispered to him, “It’s going to be okay…”
They needed to get better bearings. Being at the center of the crater largely obstructed their view. Lilith stood with Lucifer in her arms. She had never tried full on carrying him before. Perhaps she thought that she couldn’t but now he seemed impossibly light. Maybe it was his small frame.  
As she stood, she quickly noticed a problem. Lucifer’s wings were going to get tangled with her legs the way she was holding him. Lilith crouched back down and readjusted Lucifer, draping him over her back instead, intending to carry him piggyback style. His wings were going to drag on the ground, and Lilith wished they didn’t have to, but she had no way of gathering them together. She knew he could change their size as he wanted, but right now they were stuck being big. He clearly wasn’t going to wake up any time soon. 
Upon pulling his arms around her neck, she realized that his arms and hands had been burnt black. Had this been from that wicked blast the elders had used on him? She gripped one of his hands and rubbed his knuckles gently. Rage towards heaven once again filled her. 
Lilith gave herself a shake. Now wasn’t the time. 
She climbed out of the crater as fast as she could while still holding onto Lucifer. When she reached the top, well… she wasn’t sure that was all that much better. The grey substance falling from the sky was covering everything. And the land was completely barren. The only variation to be seen at all was hills and rocky mountains in the distance. 
She hated being underneath this falling… what even was it? Upon a quick sniff it smelled like smoke. Lilith frowned and stared at the sky. Was it raining ash?? 
Glancing over to Lucifer’s face on her shoulder,  Lilith realized now wasn’t the time to figure out what was going on. She needed to find them some shelter from this. It’d be great if there were trees but she couldn’t see any. Maybe she could find a nice ledge or something that could protect them? 
Lilith set out walking towards the rocky hills. Surely, she’d be able to find a ledge somewhere that could shelter them. 
She walked. 
A million thoughts ran through her head. What were they going to do now? There weren’t any plants as far as she could tell, what could she eat? Maybe she’d have to look for plants. Surely this place wasn’t completely barren. 
She walked.
How long would Lucifer be out for this time? In Eden it had taken him a couple days before he began showing signs of regaining consciousness, and became fully awake about ten-fourteen days later. The air here felt harsh, Lilith could tell, and Lucifer had been beaten harder than last time. He was in a worse state than last time, and Lilith had a hunch that this place was going to make it harder for him to heal.
She walked. 
A million feelings raced through her heart. She was scared. She didn’t know what this place was. Lucifer was unconscious and couldn’t provide any answers if he even knew them. She was worried about him. What if he didn’t wake up? What if he never recovered from these wounds? What if it had all been too much? She was angry. Angry at heaven for putting them in this situation. She felt grief, grief at the loss of her home, and the loss of her friend Eve. Would she ever see Eve again? Would she ever see blue skies again? And also… a sense of loss of herself. She no longer felt innocent. Some part of herself had been lost in that whole ordeal, and she didn’t know how to cope with it. 
She walked. 
The ground here was rough. Her feet were already growing sore and irritated, only accustomed to the soft grasses and gentle dirt of Eden. Even the air felt hostile as every breath irritated her throat, and her eyes stung. 
She walked.
Hours passed and Lilith roamed still. Exhaustion clung to her, but she refused to stop until she could find some sort of shelter for the both of them. An anxious thought had entered her mind while she walked, and it was that surely all of this ash landing on Lucifer’s open wounds couldn’t be good for him. 
She walked. 
Hunger clawed at her, but worse than hunger was thirst. She also hadn’t spotted any water. Her throat was already raw from breathing in the air, but now it craved water and there was none to be found. Even Lucifer, who had felt light earlier, was beginning to weigh on her. In addition to all of the emotions Lilith had been feeling before, she felt despair begin to creep up. 
The weakest groan escaped Lucifer’s lips. 
Lilith glanced over to him, “Lu?” 
He struggled to open his eyes. At most he managed small slits for two seconds before they quickly closed again, as if they were too heavy to hold open. He wasn’t moving, Lilith seriously doubted that he even could, but she could feel him tensing against her in distress.
“Lu, it’s okay. I’m taking care of you,” Lilith told him, “You can rest.” 
“Lil…th?” he could barely choke out her name. 
Lilith reached with her hand and cupped his cheek. “I’m right here Lu,” she comforted him, “don’t strain yourself.” 
“Areyou…” he had to pause, clearly speaking was not only taking a monumental effort for him, but it was also painful, “areyouokay?” he splurted out as quickly as he could manage in one breath. It had been accompanied by some drops of blood.
Lilith felt a rush of mixed emotions. She was touched that Lucifer was here, barely awake or aware, couldn’t even move, full of wounds, having lost a lot of blood, spitting out more, and his first thought upon brushing with consciousness was whether or not she was okay. She wanted to hold him forever in her arms. And once again, she was visited by rage. Rage that heaven would even think to cast out someone as caring and as kind hearted as he was. And… rage that she had been powerless to do anything about it.
“I’m okay,” She leaned her head against his, “I’m okay,” she had to keep her voice from wavering. She didn’t want him to know how close she was to crying, that would only distress him. He needed to rest. 
“Mmm,” was all he managed to say in response and Lilith felt his body relax against her. 
“Just rest Lu,” Lilith whispered to him, but it seemed she hadn’t even needed to tell him. Just hearing that she was okay seemed to calm him enough to drift back into unconsciousness. 
Lilith nuzzled her face in his hair a moment longer, his brief brush with consciousness giving her a brave second wind. Now more determined than ever, Lilith picked up the pace. 
She cleared another hill and then she spotted not just a huge ledge jutting out from the side of one that could shelter them from the ash, but also a little pond filled with water was right next to it. Lilith climbed underneath the ledge and as gently as she could, laid Lucifer down. He didn’t stir in all that time. 
Lilith gently rubbed her thumb against his lips, cleaning the blood he had spat out, and then stared at it on her finger. An idea formed in her head, one that made her feel guilty but it had to be done. She bent down and kissed his forehead before climbing down to the water. 
The water was murky and grey, the ash didn’t help. Biting her lip, Lilith dipped her thumb with Lucifer’s blood, and just like it had back in Eden all those years ago, the water suddenly glistened and cleared, having been purified by his blood. 
Lilith almost hungrily gulped up the water. She tried to get Lucifer to drink but he wouldn’t even respond to her touch. She ended up using it to clean themselves from the ash and blood. As long as Lucifer had some wounds, she’d be able to drink this water. She felt guilty about it but it was all she could do. 
Lilith laid down and then pulled Lucifer on top of her. The ground was hard, and the furthest thing from comfortable, but she was exhausted, and she refused to let Lucifer lay on the hard ground when she could cushion it for him. It was the least she could do after all…
Things were bad. 
Lucifer was unconscious. She had no idea where she was. There was no food. The ground and the air were harsh. She was sore and tired.
But, they were alive. 
Lilith pulled him tighter, blinking tears out of her eyes. They would make it. She’d make sure they’d make it.
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alright that's all for now! I might be persuaded to give more sneakpeeks and/or answer chapter 3 questions if any of you want more but uhh yeah!
sorry again!
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