#lantask002

[edenfuller]

Eden’s Summer Wardrobe

Eden is a winter person. Most of her closet is geared towards this, all of her shoes (exclusively tall pairs of worn out, paint-stained Doc Marten’s), and chunky knit scarves, endless identical black jeans, all geared for the colder climes. In the summers, she seems a bit lost without these accessories (she loves accessories, winter ones though — knit hats, gloves, anything. Girl is a hoe for knitting.) In the summers, she unfortunately has to improvise, and will most definitely go for comfort over any semblance of style.

The colors of her wardrobe are also more winter appropriate: blacks, greys, dark greens and deep reds, which of course all transfer into her summer wear. Just because it’s 100 degrees doesn’t mean she’ll stop wearing her favorite Iron Maiden t-shirt, or any of her millions of paint stained rags. Accompanying all of this, of course, is her trusty mary poppins messenger bag that goes wherever Eden goes. In short, she suffers through the warm months until she can wear all of her beautiful warm rags again.

[kaseedisalvo-blog]

kasee disalvo’s summer wardrobe

[the-lucifer-jones-blog]

Task 002 : Flashback

Lucifer had sat down in the Beanery with a warm cup of coffee. He didn’t have to be at work for another few hours which is why he decided to relax and enjoy his coffee. As he stared out the window, watching as person after person walked past him, Lucifer started to think. He wondered what they would do if they found out that his name was really Lucifer and not Julian. What would happen if they found out about his past. That is when he really zoned out...

It was his first week in New York and Lucifer stumbled across his father. The man never raised him, never even acknowledged his existence, but Lucifer would change that. He remembered dressing up as a food delivery man and being welcomed into his father’s home. Joshua’s perfect wife and child were no where to be found. That was when the rage took over and there was no stopping. He remembered pointing the gun at his father and making him tie the rope around his own neck before standing on the chair. The feeling and pure pleasure surged through every inch of his body. This man was about to get what he deserved, just like the other man that hurt his mother. He remembered when he kicked the chair away and watched as Joshua squirmed and gasped for air. Once the lifeless body was hanging before him, Lucifer remembered the second of guilt, but like that night, it quickly disappeared. As so Lucifer did after his work was done. 

“Is this seat taken?” Lucifer was taken out of thought at the sound of a woman’s voice. He shook his head then stood up, now with an empty cup of coffee. “Go right ahead.” Lucifer mumbled before exiting the Beanery.