#laylah

[cosmonautroger]

LAYLAH, Aleister Crowley

[saisons-en-enfer]

[scienceiscoolkids]

The real “Alphabet People” are not LGBT people, but children of white moms who put as many possible silent letters into a name that only needs to be 5 letters long

[holy-mountaineering]

Last night was fun.

[amberluvsbugs]

Idk wth I was doing but some of these sketches I will color in later.

[sakuraficrecs]

Fic rec #14

like a stray to the arms that were open by Laylah

[E] Sakura x Kakashi

"It's a jutsu Tsunade developed—"

"Of course it is."

"—to help medi-nins direct chakra through their patients' bodies in traumatic situations, and how are you even lucid." She glares at him.

"I'm pretty sure I'm not," Kakashi says helpfully. "So I gladly consign my dubious virtue to your talented hands."

Complete. Words: 2,720

[wordjoust]

The Magus Initiation

Ed Maldonado was a cynical battle-tested Vietnam vet and my guide, or better yet, my drill sergeant for the test to come. He had little to do with the actual testing and was just there to prepare me for it.

Initially I was made to strip and lay down on the cold ground for a night, with a forced piss break every fifteen minutes. That seemed oddly unnecessary, but there you have it. I had no need to urinate. The procedure was a simple irritant and part of the test.

The warmup over, we headed towards the big house, the castle ruins where Father Perdurabo lived with his Mistress Wife, Laylah. When I first saw her she was in a large, floating bed inside an enormous squared off stone room, a broken battlement perhaps? The room was several hundred feet deep in every direction and her bed hovered midway up, near the far North West corner.

She beckoned me to enter, which really would have meant my stepping off into the precipice that was her room, falling roughly 300 feet and dying by crushing my bones against the hard and jagged darkness below. But that was the test.

I was to jump down into a convoluted leather harness that had been constructed and attached with heavy iron bolts to the stone wall. It looked very much like an insane spider web put together from thick straps of brown cow hide. I was told to summersault off the edge of the cliff and land head first into a circular strap in the center of the the harness. The whole contraption would then “Magically” detach from its supporting bolts, envelop me and fall down, held only by one single thread held firmly in the hand of the Magus. It was his task to judge my worthiness in that one instant before I hit the ground and make the appropriate choice; to hold me and save my life or let me fall.

At this point I’d like to say that the entrance to the castle was littered with small dead animals and the skeletons of creatures that had come to die there. You could see snakes, cats, dogs, and larger beasts. The bones lay, pale, white and bleached on the ground, forming a path to the entrance of the building. I was barefoot and crushed the bones as I walked. I stepped on a serpent’s fang which was sitting upright and the magic of the dead reptile entered my bloodstream and my soul.

I said NO! to the test. I would not jump in there and kill myself, no one had even explained the mechanics of the harness to me and I felt that an explanation was owed. Father Perdurabo sat stone faced and aloof and refused to even acknowledge my request. However, he made it clear that he was no ordinary man. He bolted upright faster than my eye could follow and proceeded to climb the side of the stone wall by using his fingers and toes to grab and propel himself up the wall, his movements reminiscent of a lizard crawling up a vertical wall. We were witnessing powerful magic, the force of gravity did not exist for him, he was light as a feather and powerful as a Chinese Dragon.

Perhaps the Magus was attempting to inspire me, but I refused to jump down into the leather harness, I could not put my trust in such an inhuman creature.

I was led away from the place and told that it was over. I had failed my Magus Initiation.

Seven nights later I would try again and succeed in my quest. The secret to climbing up sheer walls without effort was revealed to me in a dream. It was so easy that I had to laugh at my previous foolishness. The Old Magus and I became fast friends and he often shared his beautiful wife with me. She was a powerful sorceress in her own right and taught me all she could about sex magic, but that’s another story...

[tattooedequestrian]

60 acres of horsie heaven 🌥