#Lilith my be-loathed?
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Hello it is I, random anon who does not know you and has never interacted with you before, what is your opinion of your mutuals?
Oh hi @bixell-pixell I'll include you even if we're not mutuals I think you're pretty chill all things considered
That's kinda it idk you that well
Anyways
You didn't specify so I'm going to list all my mutuals in the order of oldest to newest on my following page that I remember sorry of I missed anyone and for the @ s
*inhales*
@e-the-village-cryptid (I don't have a tag for e yet but it would probably just be E)
Not only the first person who I became friends with here but also the first one I ever started sharing my stories with, even if we don't talk too much I'm glad Every time we do and I see them on my dash, (they bring some of my favorite posts and when I do send posts sometimes I mix up and send them their own reblogs) I'm so glad we're still friends, thanks for letting me ramble about stuff for 6 hours hehe
@jaqofallgenders (no tag for jaq yet either)
my in person friend and the longest friendship I've ever had with someone, love you 🫶. I'll be more specific on Monday if our ADHD doesn't kick in and make us both forget
@strawberry-seal77 (seal-berry!!!)
Hi hi hi yellows my friend 👋 the person I consider to be the second ever friend I made on here, a lovely person as well and wait waaa and an amazing artist too 👀??? Love you silly goofball and the amazing posts and jokes you have we should chat more often I thinkith.
@rabid-mercenary16 (Rabid jumpscare)
Hey hey hey .... BWAMP! Hope you feel better soon
I probably have the most to say about Rabid but all try to make it a bit shorter. besides being the first artist to do art jokes and include me, with we also became mutuals and interacting around a time when my life started to get a lot better. Even if she's not the only factor in that I definitely associate her with stuff improving, and she did play a big factor in it (I already explained a lot on my Valentine's Day gift to her and the others). Also she's just an awesome person to spend time with and be goofy, amazing sense of humor and I just love being friends with such an awesome person and artist.
@dia-smthidk (Dia fren)
I'm assuming you don't want a bowl of soup
I also said a lot about them in my Valentine's Day gift, but we've become closer friends sense then even if we don't get to chat as much as I'd like to. I relate a lot and am surprised how we have so much in common. Amazing artist and person as well and I wish we could hang out more, idc if they think they're bringing down the mood when/if they bring stuff up about irl, and maybe I won't figure out their timezone but oh well, please take care of yourself gender sibling.
@bunnybunnsowo (BUN BUN BROTHER!!)
little brother 🫶🫶💝💞🫶✨👋❤️!!!
(I could have sworn we became mutuals before Dia?)
another person I shared a lot about with the Valentine's Day gift, I love you my little brother! Seriously one of the kindest people I've met and I'm so glad they have bug in his life. Bun deserves the world and they keep sending me opposum images!!! Gona die from cuteness and his kindness one of these days istg
@spookykittyzzz (greaah why don't I have a tag for you???)
A very kind person and artist I don't know too much sense we're not that close yet but love the few chats we have had so far. Hope we get to hang out more even if I'm awful at reaching out to others and saying hi.
@glitchyk (goop buddies)!!
Nooo the parallels
One of the first people who was interested to deep dive into my creations and ask about my stories and worlds They're probably competing with Rabid with how much I have to say about her/silly. Seriously it's incredible how much we have in common and now I get to share and collaborate our sonas stories together it's amazing. And as someone once said "you can yap for hours". I love how creative and clever they are, I just wish they would be kinder to herself. One day I'll make glichy see how awesome she is.
@unfunnyaceartist (Floridian disadvantage) I feel like I should change that
When I say I was shookith when ace asked to be friends I mean I was shookith first person so show up and ask that (the others kinda just happened). Amazing artist and don't believe her lies she is funny. I'm so heckn glad we're friends., love the goofy and silly idc if she's a bit of a simp they've helped me a lot start to understand slang and references I'm supposed to understand shhshsh (such is the curse of how I grew up) we need to make our mafia sonas interact at some point I can already imagine the chaos /silly
@neptunestoast (plushy slime)
Hugs hugs hugs*
Trying my best not to baby talk I swear. amazing person first person to show up and be like "hey I Wana do something for you and your friends". Love their humor and another gender sibling!!! Hugs for ever for as long as they're ok with it. I love their creativity as well and Noodle is so adorable. I just want to pick them up in a hug so much. Kibbity/silly
@ner5y (no tag woops ill figure something out)
What are you doing here??? How are we friends???
I was absolutely confused and startled when they followed me especially since it was during a spoons argument . Amazing artist like holy heck I wish I was allowed to curse on this blog. Their humor also took me by surprise when I got invited to the discord, and even if they doubt how well they're running it I think they're doing amazing. And I love our silly interactions like this one
@vexation-816 (chaotic ADHD buddy!!!)
Why did it take me so long to follow you istg
ADHD ADHD ADHD my buddy oh pal we both got that and it's driving us insane/silly. Love how creative he is and the ideas for his sona and character lore. Also one of the first people who shared a character they added to my nightlight au. This is getting twords the end and I'm tired of whiting so much and am on a timer oh no. But your amazing dude don't ever forget thag
@butlerbugbunny (anxiety bunny buddy)
This is why I didn't respond to the DM yet hshsh
New friend who I feel anxious talking to sometimes but a wonderful kind bunny who I'm also incredibly happy to be friends with. Love his art so much it's amazing (shoot shoot timer is going off) I'm glad he's their for bun and wish them the best I possibly can 🫶.
@lilithloves-you (lillith my be-loathed?) need to change that
Don't you dare bring up grilled cheese
Glitchys friendo who I'm also friends with now. We don't interact too much but I've sent her on missions to go hug glitchy (to help both of them feel better but shhh). I hope we become closer friends in the future.
#god this is a lot anyways im off to the store now#mutuals#E#seal-berry#Rabid jumpscare#bun bun brother#dia fren#goop buddies#Floridian disadvantage#plushy slime#anxiety bunny buddy#Lilith my be-loathed?
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Would you..like to know what glitchy does to their apple juice? They put milk in it and think it’s delicious
How fun
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You were a rare soul— and that means something down here. You didn’t care about holding the title Overlord, nor the power that came with it. You had exactly zero souls under your belt, yet people… respected you. Not feared, respected. A peculiar word to hear in Hell.
Your name was uttered quieter than a whisper, like saying it an octave too loud would summon you.
The Rat King.
Soon you would meet…
˚✧₊⁎ Lucifer Morningstar ⁎⁺˳✧༚
warnings: gn reader, language, angst, canon divergence
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• He thought it was very brave (re: idiotic) to carry the title king in his domain
• Lucifer came to you out of boredom, absurdity, and— no shit— the slightest bit of self indulgence! He was supposed to see this so called second king and rip them a new asshole. Except you weren’t a king— not even close
• He scoured you toes to head, seemingly unimpressed. Not rat-like, not king-like. Lucifer knew himself well enough to know he should have been bored by now. His expectations plummeted, nothing was going according to plan. And yet.. he found himself more curious than before
“You’re this ‘Rat King’ I hear so much about?”
“I guess so” You shrugged, “But I didn’t pick that name for myself.”
• You properly introduced yourself to the one and only king. Your real name tasted interesting on his tongue. Lucifer tested it thrice as he shook your hand, relooking you over like he missed something
• Apparently they called you The Rat King because you were in the secret trading business. Give one, get one. Simple as that. You explained the rules to him over a cup of tea that he asked for. It wasn’t his first or second choice of blend but he drank it to be polite. No other motive. Definitely not because there was a question on the tip of his split tongue
• Lucifer wasn’t the most observant of people. He couldn’t tell what people were thinking, he wasn’t fluent in body language. So when he caught your eyes bouncing between his tight grip on the chipped cup you offered him, to his jittery knee sticking out from where he sat. His body and his head were, for one, in agreeance; leave, they told him. He didn’t like to be sized up and that was always his go to answer for why someone was watching him so intently. But with his chest facing you, and his heart in control, he stayed put
• “Lilith.” He choked out, “I want any knowledge you have on her.”
Saying her name out loud hurt more than he thought it would. It was acid in his belly, smoke in his lungs, and fire on his tongue.
Your smile faded.
“What?” He scoffed, “Lemme guess, you want something, right? A deal? I have to make a deal to find my own wife? Let’s get this over with then! I’m the fucking King of Hell, whatever you want is—“
Your hand shot out so suddenly that Lucifer was almost disappointed. He was expecting this. Right? This is what Sinners did, it’s why they were here. Why was he hoping you’d be different? And, more importantly, when did hope creep into his system again? He hadn’t been on good terms with the feeling in decades.
• However, Lucifer’s disappointment was killed before it could spread. Gently, so gently he could cry, you took his hand and pushed it, palm down, onto the table. Your eyes never left his. There was something about them that captivated him. He loathed it. It made him feel small. Not the kind of small that equaled insignificant, either.
No, it was worse.
Vulnerable.
“I don’t do deals,” You said quickly and it had Lucifer wondering if those eyes of yours saw how his mind was spiraling.
Stealing his hand back, ignoring how he immediately missed the contact, he wiped it on his pants.
A suspicious glare took over his face, “You—?What? You don’t do deals? What does that even mean!?”
“I just… trade secrets,” You sounded so defeated, “I don’t need deals for that. But I don’t have any secrets about the queen. I’m sorry.”
• Lucifer expected pity to rear its ugly head from you any moment now. His pride couldn’t take that hit, not today. What was it about you that made him so fucking transparent?
• The uncomfortable silence began creeping into the insufferably small shop of yours. It was fucking suffocating.
“I wish I could help you, I really do.” You said softly.
He really wished you would stop doing that. Your softness felt like a dagger to the heart. Reminding him it existed was agony he thought he’d never feel again.
• “Not one?” Lucifer asked bitterly.
Not a single one of these undeserving demons and sinners that Lilith loved so much spoke about her? Not a whisper or a rumor? They just forgot about her? It’s only been 4 years!
“I’m sorry, your majesty, if I hear something, I can—“
“No… No, it’s fine.” Lucifer cut you off, holding up his hand. His wedding ring blinded him with a sparkling gleam. He sighed, “I think we’re done here.”
• You stepped behind him cautiously, walking him to the door.
“You’re welcome to come back?”
He scoffed out a laugh, grinning at you from over his shoulder, “You’re not getting any of my secrets.”
A smile of your own began to spread.
“I also dabble in conversation.”
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(part one? or move on to the next character? i dunno if i feel like continuing but want this to be as interactive as possible so tell me what you would like to see!)
#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel imagine#hazbin hotel lucifer x reader#lucifer morningstar x reader#lucifer morningstar headcanon#hazbin hotel lucifer#lucifer morningstar
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𖥻 . 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 ᯓ
°•— Lucifer morningstar x former spouse!reader
This includes Greek mythology.(basically, the reader is the daughter of Nyx, the primordial Greek goddess of the night and a consort to Erebus, the god of darkness, and one of the first goddesses, the person who made the earth, sky and sea with the one and only heavenly father. In this au, only two of Nyx's children, Hypnos, the god of sleep, and Hemera, goddess of the day, are present.)
Lucifer was besieged by a sense of unease. His offspring, well, his and Lilith's offspring, Charlie, desired to convene with the celestial beings of heaven, and now he found himself petitioning for an audience with the divine entity responsible for such meetings. He fervently hoped it would not be Michael or Adam he would have to face.
"You are granted permission to enter," the angel of unknown identity announced, eliciting a sigh of relief from Lucifer. It was not his twin brother nor the first man he was scheduled to meet.
Lucifer pushed open the door, revealing a maiden with (h/c) hair, adorned with slender blonde streaks. She was engrossed in the signing of documents, her crimson eyes, mirroring his own, a rarity amongst the heavenly hosts. No being, mortal or angelic, bore such eyes of deep red. "What is it that you seek, Lucifer Morningstar?" she inquired, her gaze seething with an indiscernible mix of anger and loathing. Her presence was a mystery to him; she was not among the archangels during his tenure, and her age seemed to align with Charlie's, albeit slightly older.
Yet, there was an uncanny... 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 about her.
He released a heavy sigh and met her gaze head-on. "My progeny desires an audience in the heavenly realms," he responded, detecting a twitch in the girl’s eyebrow. "She is haunted by a dream," he added. The girl exhaled slowly, her eyes once again meeting his.
"Your offspring wishes for a celestial audience because of a dream?" she questioned, her tone icy, causing Lucifer to swallow hard. "Indeed, she does," he confirmed, his voice faltering. Despite his reign over hell, he found himself unable to assert dominance over this young maiden.
"Hmm, she must take after you, Morningstar," she remarked, causing Lucifer to glance at her nervously. "Very well, I shall relay this request to the higher-ranking seraphim. I am not in a position to make such decisions on my own." Lucifer exhaled in relief. "I am in your debt," he expressed his gratitude. The maiden's eyebrow twitched once more, amplifying his nervousness. He diverted his gaze around the room, seeking to avoid her piercing eyes.
His eyes roved the room, finally resting on the maiden's name, etched in gold on the wall - 'Helena Athanasios'.
By the grace of Zeus... Athanasios?
Could it be related to THE Y/n Athanasios? His former spouse before he met Lilith and became a fallen angel?
Lucifer's mind was a whirlwind of questions - 'Who is this maiden?', 'Is she kin to you?', 'Why have I not met her before?' He swallowed hard once more, plucking up the courage to address her again. "Might I inquire if you are of kin to Y/n Athanasios?" he asked. The maiden's expression turned hostile. Oh dear.
"And pray, why should that concern you?" she retorted, adding, "To satisfy your curiosity and bring this meeting to a close, I am indeed a child of Y/n Athanasios, the female half of the twin pair, Helena Athanasios, formerly known as Helena Lightbringer - Morningstar."
"Now, I bid you take your leave. And no, I shall not entertain any further inquiries. 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦." she commanded, and before Lucifer could utter another plea, he found himself expelled from Helena's office.
Helena heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip. She and her twin, Aether, harboured a deep resentment towards their father. Especially Aether. In fact, she was grateful to be the one handling this task; had it been her brother, the room would have been reduced to rubble.
man, I can't explain nicely and specifically, sorry😓
#lucifer x reader#lucifer morningstar x reader#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel lucifer x reader#lucifer morningstar#hazbin lucifer#lucifer magne
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I’m gonna need 5-10 business days to recover from the Hazbin Hotel season 1 finale.
Hazbin Hotel episode 7 and 8 spoilers (because I’m going feral) and my thoughts/unhinged feelings about it because no one else can understand quite like tumblr can
Read at your own risk
What. The. Fuck. Guys.
WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!
IT WAS NIFFTY WHO KILLED ADAM?!
AND SIR PENTIOUS?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IM NOT OKAY BUT IM GLAD HE IS
Lucifer “now I’m gonna fuck you” Morningstar everyone (plz I love him so much)
So Carmilla knew who Vaggie really was and just, didn’t give a shit? Love her for that
I love Rosie. Her design, her personality, she’s amazing. She was so sweet to Charlie when she didn’t have to be and actually listened to her and encouraged her (points for the relationship advice)
So Alastor is on someone’s leash and he’s trying to wiggle his way out of it, the Vees are plotting (of course they are), and LUTE KNOWS LILITH?! THEY MADE SOME KIND OF DEAL?!
I’m so so curious about how Lute and Lilith know each other and why Lute would want her to deal with her daughter
But this implies that Adam had a previous deal with Lilith regarding something we don’t know yet, since Lute said she was in charge now that he was dead and that their deal pertained to her now
ALSO?! You’re telling me that’s what Adam looked like under his mask?! (I still loathe him but lowkey he was hot I’ll be honest right now)
Sir Pentious telling Cherri he loved her was so sweet
I soaked up every single scrap of Huskerdust I could within those last two episodes they own my soul and I’m so excited to see more of them in season 2
So it looks like Vox thinks Alastor is missing again which is why he’s plotting with the other Vees, but Alastor showed back up at the hotel during repairs so that might not last long
Alastor’s fight with Adam was so good holy shit omfg plz give me more of Alastor’s powers that shield was so cool and his verse in that final song gave me chills like, oh my god he was so mad and I’m here for it
And Lucifer showing up and telling Charlie she changed his heart and mind about the sinners? He is so precious plz protect this duck loving man at all costs
Charlie and Vaggie’s More Than Anything Reprise? Please I am sobbing they love each other so much it hurts
To top it all off- Alastor having beef with literally everyone will never not be funny. Fucking Susan? Are you kidding me. I was laughing so hard. Rosie seems like she deals with Susan a lot and Alastor calling her an Ornery Bitch was so fucking funny for no reason.
Everyone has beef with Susan now.
There is so much I have to say about this show and I could literally talk about it for years but for now I will be repeatedly listening to the soundtrack and impatiently waiting for season 2 because I no longer have the will to live after I sobbed on my bedroom floor over this show. VIVIENNE I AM IN YOUR WALLS-
#Hazbin Hotel#hazbin hotel lucifer#Hazbin hotel spoilers#vivziepop#angel dust hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel husk#huskerdust#hazbin hotel lute#hazbin hotel adam#sir pentious#Cherri bomb#Cherri and sir pentious#husk x angel dust#charlie x vaggie#charlie morningstar
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I would also love to add something about Lilith in regards to my theory about Roo owning Alastor (linked here).
We all know that Lilith and Alastor disappeared for the same period of time. We also know that Alastor sold his soul to an unbeknownst demon…and my other post is Eve/Roo holds Alastor captive but where does Lilith come in, you ask?
It has been stated already that Lilith hates being subservient to Adam and is said to be rebellious of whatever authority comes into her. With that being said I believe Roo took interest in both for their powers.
She is a “looming threat in the distance” and I have said something in the comments about when a character is disregarded or left in the dark for QUITE SOME TIME, usually they’d be a plot bomb. Just waiting for the perfect time to drop them and for people to go like “OHHH HOW COME I NEVER THOUGHT OF THAT!!” or “WHAT. I COMPLETELY FORGOT ABT THEM.”
She’s a landmine waiting to be triggered.
And with Alastor manifesting such raw power despite being a mortal soul, and Lilith being the ruler of hell. Roo absolutely loves chaos and evil and she saw potential in both characters.
MY THEORY is that Roo captured Lilith and Alastor, wanting them both to sell their souls to her but well of course! Lilith rejects Roo because that’s her personality; she LOATHES submission. She refuses to kneel for anyone.
And in order for her to escape Roo’s never ending pestering she makes a desperate deal with Adam, and that is for her to reside in heaven while in return Adam can exterminate her people. I feel like there’s a condition to it because why would Lilith care so much about not submitting that she would risk her people’s OR her own daughter’s life. Surely there’s a catch.
What do you think is the catch?🥲🤔
#hazbin hotel#alastor#radio demon#lucifer morningstar#charlie morningstar#hazbin hotel lilith#lilith morningstar#hazbin hotel roo#eve hazbin hotel#root of all evil#theory#episode 8#spoilers#spoiler alert#vaggie#niffty#hazbin hotel husk#angel dust
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Hello! can you see a girl reader who wants to be perfect in everything (in appearance, in weight and in work) and cries if someone bypasses her? characters: adam or lucifer :)
“ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ” ——> ᴀᴅᴀᴍ & ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ——> ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.2ᴋ | ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀꜱꜱᴜʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ
warnings: profanity, mentions of not eating (? Idk)
A/N: omds my first request! thanks anon, hope this is on par with what you were hoping for! Soz if I got anything wrong/ misinterpreted the request :(
——> Lucifer:
You smoothed your hands down your sides, eyes locking onto the reflection in the mirror and assessing the dress you were wearing. You were due to visit Charlie and the Hotel- she was holding some event- soon with your husband.
But you knew you couldn’t. Not right then, in that state of mind.
Your muscles ached with hours of stress and overworking yourself, the eye bags that carved shadows into your face from the lack of sleep hidden by your makeup. You loathed the way you looked- not because it was ugly, you were beautiful enough- but because it wasn’t perfect enough.
You were worried you weren’t good enough for Lucifer. You were worried you weren’t as good as her. Lilith.
Be anything, you’d think. Be anything you want. Just be better than her.
You knew this sort of mindset wasn’t healthy, but you craved to be like her, to be better. Her figure, her looks, her success. Whenever you were with Lucifer, you felt like the shadow of her loomed over you, foreboding, ominous. And no amount of his kisses and affirmations could make it go away.
Of course, it wasn’t just Lilith- you were an obsessive perfectionist at heart. Your desire to be perfect already had its grip on you, but then you saw her and you realized that you weren’t at the top. You weren’t the best, as long as she was there. And it crushed you.
Sometimes you’d go without food. Sometimes you’d go without sleep. Sometimes Lucifer would kiss you and tell you he loved you and then your eyes would fall onto her portrait, gleaming in the shadows, and every ounce of warmth would rush out of your body.
Three knocks sounded on the bathroom door, and you flinched out of your haze of misery.
“Angel?” His voice drifted in through the door. “You okay in there?”
No. No. Not now. Tears threatened to spill over. You clenched your fists, nails digging into your palm. Of course my brain decided to make me have a breakdown now. Perfect timing.
You opened your mouth, to speak, your chest clenching as you tried to keep your voice steady. “I…” you trailed off suddenly, clamping your lips together after hearing your own voice. “I’m fine.”
A beat for silence. “You’re not fine. Open the door.”
You did, hoping to god your face didn’t betray how you felt. His arms were crossed, sleeves rolled up and coat and hat off. You shrunk in on yourself as his frown deepened once he saw your face.
“What’s wrong?” He said, gently, quietly, as if you would break. “You’ve been acting off lately.” His hand searched for yours to hold. Eyes soft and concerned. Your heart tore.
And then the dam broke. You slumped your tears rushing like a huge tidal wave, the storm behind your eyes pouring out and suffocating you.
Within moments his arms surrounded your shaking shoulders, as you curled into his shoulder, your body racked with sobs. “Hush,” he soothed, stroking your hair away. His body was tense under his shirt, you noticed as you clutched the fabric, and you suddenly felt a jolt of nausea. You pushed him away.
“Don’t look at me,” you sobbed, hiding your face in your hands as you curled in on yourself on the cold tiles.
“Why?” Lucifer said, voice beseeching you to listen. He took hold of your wrists, pulling them away from your face. “[name], just talk to me.”
You sniffled, face burning as he cupped your face in his hands. “Cause I look hideous,” you muttered. His eyes swept over you, taking you in thoughtfully.
“You don’t look hideous.”
“Yes I do,” you choked out, and he sighed, his breath skimming your nose. “I’m not good enough.” The words tumbled out of you as you struggled to rein them in, to control your tongue. “I need to be perfect, but-“
“Hey, hey,” he said, firmly, shushing you. “Who said you need to be perfect? Who said you aren’t already?”
You blinked at him. “Huh? I- no one-“
“Then shut up,” he muttered, pressing his lips to your forehead. “You’re already beautiful, understood? You’re the most perfect person I’ve ever met. You don’t need to be any better.”
Your heart swelled, tears drying on your face as you took in the way he looked at you. You pulled him in for a kiss before quickly wiping your eyes. Mascara smeared on the side of your hand, and you cursed, stumbling up.
He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you out of the bathroom. “Not now, darling,” he murmured, pulling you back into the bedroom. “Worry about that later.”
“I’m sorry,” you mumbled. “We’re probably late now and-“
“We’re not going,” he said, and held open his arms, legs pressed to the side of the bed. Without thinking, you immediately crawled into his arms.
You closed your eyes, the steady beat of his heart calming you, the warmth radiating from his body engulfing you. His voice rumbled against your hair. “I love you, got that?”
“I love you too.”
——> Adam:
“Babe, you need to start fucking eating more.”
Your eyes locked with Adam’s behind you in the mirror as you ran your hands down your sides, tracing your figure. You hated it- so much, because you knew you weren’t good enough. Mediocre at best- and you couldn’t stand that.
I’m a Winner. I need to be perfect. For Heaven, for myself. You met Adam’s eyes again. For Adam.
He’d had two wives before you. What if you weren’t enough?
And on the other hand, there was Lute. God, you wanted to be her so bad. You’d always been number two to her, in your own mind at least, and it was slowly driving you insane. Her voice, her body, hair, skills, everything about her screamed unique, cool, original, individualistic- you could have gone on forever. And you, in comparison, were just… plain.
The mere thought clawed at you like a wild, desperate animal. Your husband’s eyes in the mirror held concern for you- concern that made your stomach churn.
“I’m fine. Aren’t you going to eat dinner?”
He rolled his eyes. “The fuck’s the point of eating dinner alone when you’re right here?”
You fought to keep your voice calm as his gaze pierced through you, your shoulders sinking. “I’m not hungry.” As if on cue, your stomach grumbled.
He ran a hand through his brown hair, fluffing it up, exasperated. You flushed as he grabbed your waist, pulling you in, before his hand fell to your hip and squeezed.
“Goddammit, [name], you think I don’t fucking know what you’re doing? It’s obvious you’re starving yourself.” He pressed a kiss to your neck and you pushed him away gently.
“Starving is an overstatement,” you said weakly, and your stomach grumbled again. He pinched your cheek furiously.
“What are you even gonna fuckin’ get outta this?”
You hugged your sides, a lump forming in your throat at the angry look on his face. “Are you mad at me?”
The furious expression etched across his face fell immediately? “Huh? What? No.” His face fell even more as you turned away, rubbing your eyes. “I’m just mad you think you need to stop eating for whatever reason-“
“Whatever reason?” You bit out. “Look at me, Adam! I’m not enough. I need to be perfect. I can’t-“
“You are perfect,” he said flatly. You froze, looking at him. Your own ragged breathing was the only thing you heard, apart from the ticking of the clock. He stared back. You knew he wasn’t good at comforting- so you also knew he wasn’t saying this for your own benefit.
“I’m not,” you forced out the words, “I’m not good enough.” You gestured to him, then around you. “For you, for everyone. I’m not the best version of myself, I can’t-“
“For fucks sake,” he snapped, cupping your face in his hands and roughly pulling you in for a kiss, tongue immediately swiping over your lips. He pulled away, breath hot on your face.“If you weren’t good I wouldn’t have fuckin’ married you.”
The sincereness lining the rough edges of his tone set it in for you, and you kissed back before he pulled away, and he linked his arm with yours and dragged you into the kitchen, huffing.
You flopped down onto the kitchen table where he left you before he returned with a plate of food, sitting opposite you. He propped himself up on his elbows and quirked an eyebrow.
“Eat,” he said.
You did.
“Good?”
You nodded, wolfing down some more. He chuckled, and leaned over, kissing your forehead.
“Love you. Don’t fuckin’ forget that.”
You sighed, then smiled. “Love you too.”
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Ops another lucifer x reader I wrote this weekend. I really do hope you enjoy reading it, it’s one of my favourites.
Warnings: This story contains mature themes consistent with Hazbin Hotel, including violence, blood, strong language, and mentions of death.
Disclaimer: You once found yourself entwined in a passionate relationship with Lucifer and Lilith. But when Lucifer was cast out of Heaven, you didn’t go with him.
Lucifer x Reader
Word Count: 1.445
Your words cut sharply through the air. “I swear to fucking God, Adam, if you start another one of your guitar solos again, I’ll personally rip those ‚chicken‘ wings off of your back and boot you straight to Hell!” The words left your lips before you could stop them, echoing through the meeting room.
Across from you, Adam nonchalantly chewed his ribs with a smug smile adoring his face, surrounded by a flock of adoring soon to be exorcists who treated him more like a rock star than a holy being.
Next to you, Sera, the First Seraphim, cleared her throat disapprovingly, prompting a flush of embarrassment to color your cheeks while she stared you down with a judgmental gaze.
You unclenched your jaw and sank back into your chair, your wings unfurling behind you and dropping with an air of regal defiance. “My apologies, First Seraphim,” you managed through gritted teeth. But your patience was wearing thin, especially with Adam’s smug grin. “I can’t tolerate his sanctimonious attitude. He's an insufferable—”you continued, only to be cut off by Sera’s raised hand.
“Enough!” Sera’s voice thundered through the room, silencing any further protest. “Y/N, if you wish to avoid Lucifer’s fate, you will keep your opinions to yourself. We cannot allow Hell to gain any advantage.”
Growling in frustration, you said „but these are souls we are talking about“, your voice trembled with rage and you clenched your fists so tightly that crescents were etched into your skin. „Who cares? They’re sinners, just like your damned husband, who fucked my first wife and now festers in Hell,” Adam declared, his grin wide and taunting, as he casually twirled a bone between his fingers.
Refusing to be silenced by his heartlessness, you countered with vehemence, “Their sins don’t strip them of their right to fair judgment. We need to have more discussions, more debates, before we let angels turn into executioners, slaughtering millions of souls without a second thought!” Your voice rose with every word, echoing your unwavering conviction and the urgency of the matter at hand.
Sera stood up, her voice commanding and resolute, cutting through the heated debate. “Enough!” she declared, her authority unmistakable. “I will not tolerate any action that could escalate into a war with Hell. Our duty is to protect our kind first and foremost. And Y/N, tread carefully. If you wish to avoid the same fate as Lucifer, you will keep this matter confined within these walls.”
Fueled by frustration and defiance, you couldn’t hold back. With a low growl, you flung a dagger, embedding it in the wall just inches from Adam’s head. His smugness evaporated into a scream of terror. “You’ll regret this, you little—”
But before he could finish, you were forcefully ejected from the room, your parting gesture a pair of defiant middle fingers aimed squarely at Adam. From that day, you helplessly watched the angels execute their merciless agenda, condemning countless souls in Hell.
~years later~
In the plaza of Heaven, Adam's arm nonchalantly draped over your shoulder, his voice dripping with arrogance. “So, how does it feel, watching us purge Hell every fucking year, eh?” With a cold stare, you warned him, “Touch me again, and you’ll not only lose that arm.” His laughter only fuelled your loathing.
Just then, a commotion caught your attention. A girl, bearing an uncanny resemblance to your husband Lucifer, passed by. “What’s Lucifer’s brat doing up here?” Adam sneered.
Your heart ached at the sight. She looked just like Lucifer, except for her height. Memories flooded back – of your time with Lucifer, your love, and the painful decision to stay in Heaven while he fell. Lucifer, whom you had joined willingly, who had fallen for Lilith as much as for you. Together, you had offered Eve the apple, challenging the rigid confines of Heaven.
Yet when Lucifer fell, you couldn’t bring yourself to join him, torn by a selfish desire to protect your unborn child. You didn’t notice when Adam and Lute were caught by a pissed of first Seraphim.
In court, as you listened Charlie plead for sinners redemption, Adam let slip his eagerness to exterminate not only sinners in hell every year but also Charlie, Lucifer’s daughter. As he menacingly approached her, you acted without hesitation. A dagger flew from your hand, narrowly missing Adam. “Nobody lays a hand on my husband’s child!” you roared, charging towards him with clenched fists, ready to defend her at all costs.
Charlie’s shocked voice pierced the chaos. “Wait, what?” Her eyes locked with yours, widening in a mix of shock and dawning realisation, before she was abruptly pulled back to Hell, the portal snapping shut behind her.
In that moment, despite knowing the consequences that awaited you, you felt a profound sense of purpose. Protecting Charlie, even at great personal risk, was a cause worth any punishment.
A month later, the day of the Exorcation loomed. Adam’s taunts were relentless, but your resolve was unbreakable. Hidden in the shadows, you slipped into Hell, determined to protect Charlie.
The battle was fierce, and as Adam choked Charlie, your dagger found its mark, forcing him to release her. But Adam’s fury was unmatched when he screamed aiming straight at you „you fucking cunt, I knew you should have left for hell too“ and then a holy light shot straight at you. The fight was brutal, and soon, you felt the searing pain of losing one of your wings. With an agonised scream you started falling, the floor approaching quickly.
But then, something soft caught you – Lucifer, his arms a haven of safety. “Sorry I’m late, darling,” he smirked, descending gracefully and setting you down before his gaze met Adam‘s with a feral growl. As he rolled up his sleeves, a silent signal of readiness, an intense battle ensued. Adam, consumed by fury, narrowly missed striking Charlie, but Lucifer intervened with ferocious protectiveness, unleashing a torrent of pent-up wrath upon him.
You reached out, touching Lucifer’s shoulder with a soft but firm hand. “He’s had enough,” you murmured, bringing Lucifer back from the brink of unbridled rage. His eyes, moments ago ablaze with fury, refocused on you, softening at your touch.
Adam, beaten and defiant, let out a stream of enraged screams and insults, only to be abruptly silenced by a tiny demon you later got to know as Nifty. Her laugh and continuous mantra of „stab, stab, stab“, will forever live rent free inside your head. Watching him fall face first, you felt a wave of relief wash over you. There was no remorse, only a deep, settling peace.
Lucifer's gaze found yours, filled with a mix of shock and unspoken questions.
"Why are you here?" he asked, his voice trembling nervously, he fiddled with his fingers, a characteristic sign of nervousness. His eyes - the very ones that had captured your heart - lifting to meet yours.
„I’m here because I wanted to protect what means the world to you,” you declared with unwavering clarity, “because I love you.”
His face registered shock, and millions of other emotions playing across it as he processed your words. “But… I thought… you hated me,” he stammered, tears brimming in his eyes, “I believed my actions were why you stayed in Heaven.”
Gently, you brushed away his tears and clasped his hands. The rings – symbols of your bond with him and Lilith – still encircled his finger. “No,” you affirmed, your voice firm yet tender. “I stayed to protect our child. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you sooner.” Releasing his hands, you turned away, wrapping your arms around yourself, the weight of years of secrets and solitude pressing down on you.
“Sera… she wouldn’t let me leave, and I just wanted our child to be safe,” you murmured, but before you could continue, Lucifer enveloped you in a warm embrace. “We have a child?” His voice was a whisper, a mixture of disbelief, wonder and regret.
Yes, and he’s incredible,” you said, pride lighting up your voice. “He’s working with Emily, inspired by Charlie, to rehabilitate redeemed sinners in Heaven.”
Lucifer leaned in to kiss your cheek, a gentle touch that spoke volumes. “Then, you should return, my love, before they realise your involvement.”
But you were resolute, grasping his hand on your cheek. “I don’t care. Our son is grown, and I want to be with you, the eternal love of my life,” you whispered, turning around and resting your forehead against his.
“Are you sure?” he asked, laying his heart at your feet. “Always,” you replied, sealing your reunion with a kiss, gentle and full of all the years of longing and love.
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Lilith in the 2nd House
Artwork by Blake Kathryn
Lilith in the 2nd / Second House natal. Don’t let astrology limit you, you can be who you dream you are!
Lilith in the 2nd House Natives can either love the idea of material possessions (2nd house being “the house of possessions”) or loathe the idea of material possessions. When it comes to material possessions, they can use their sexuality or in general do whatever act necessary as a way to gain their desires. Natives may have been rejected and struggled with financial stability and/or their self-worth. This battle with stability and security could’ve stemmed from an authority figure taking things from them and holding them back from attaining those things. As a result of this, they become very protective of their finances. They mostly care about ownership, whether that is people or things. However, natives can also be the most sensual of beings once they trust you or.. “own you” and let you in. When they do let you in, the sex feels very personal. They’ll make sure it’s an unforgettable experience for you because of how intimate, sensual, and all-consuming the sex can be with them, but you’ll only see this side of them if they let you in. If they don’t let you in, they’re able to quickly detach from the connection and leave you stunned wondering what just happened. Something that kept coming up is how fascinating, magnetic, and sexy the voices of these natives tend to be. I wanted to make sure I added that in because who doesn’t love a good voice? One major thing I learned from research is that these natives can feel unworthy and have low self-esteem. As a result of this, I wanted to boost the Lilith in the 2nd House natives up with this playlist and make them feel good and let them know you are worthy (Worth It). You’re amazing and I wish you a smooth self-love journey and hope you get to that point in life where you do love yourself unconditionally for who you are and never settle. With that being said, I hope that I was able to successfully show love to these natives and through this playlist and post I hope that I’ve provided at least a glimpse into what Lilith in the Second House might feel like. ~ ♡CuratorofVibes♡
Playlist Description:
To start off, I would like to preface by stating that this playlist and description of this astrological placement is from the perspective of a native with this placement utilizing seduction and manipulation as a way to feel worthy and gain a sense of security in life, mostly through material objects and a reliance on love from others.
The playlist starts off talking about material things and using sex and seduction as a way to gain those things in life. I used the track “Pyramids” by Frank Ocean to paint a picture of the Lilith in 2nd House native feelings in a sense. For example he mentions “What good is a jewel that ain't still precious?” and “You feel like God inside that gold”. Then the second part of the song goes into working at the Pyramid. At this point, the Lilith in 2nd House native is all about the money. Nothing is no longer free from them, they make you feel good (physically, emotionally, etc.), but now you have to pay for it. The lines that I relate to that are, “The way you say my name makes me feel like I'm that —, but I'm still unemployed” and, “But your love ain't free no more”. These natives tend to be skilled at successfully dangling temptation in front of you and making everyone think that they have a chance with them, when chances are they never did from the start.
The theme of the second part of “Pyramids” continues on with the next few songs of this playlist. Not only does it continue on with that theme, but it also emphasizes the Lilith in 2nd House native’s obsession with money and material things. They want to keep those things with them for life to feel secure and they’re willing to do whatever immoral or moral act it takes to get those things because it makes them feel worthy.
“what it means to be a girl” by EMELINE, kind of introduces the Lilith in 2nd House native. Essentially, I used the song as a description of the native presenting themselves in an overtly sexual manner while faking their happiness and feelings of security to please their objects of desire.
With the song “SAD GIRLZ LUV MONEY Remix” by Amaarae, Kali Uchis, Moliy, the playlist goes into a sort of party girl vibe where the Lilith in 2nd House native is portrayed as the life of the party. This can also be their version of feeling worthy by being surrounded by so many people relying on them to be the source of fun. ”I don’t wanna stop, I’m dancing dancing”. Into “Maraschino Love” by EZI as the perspective of the person experiencing the Lilith in 2nd House native, especially with the lyrics, “Your lips a sugar rush, Like candy on my tongue. Once I got a taste I couldn’t stop” and “Wanted every drop, Give me all you got. I’ll sip you out the bottle! You're so sweet like cherry pop? Was like "oh my God", My new favorite drug, You go down like liquid velvet”. This continues on with the next song, “Candy” by Doja Cat with the lyrics, “She's just like candy, she's so sweet, but you know that it ain't real cherry” and, “Sugar coated, lies unfolded, you still lick the wrapper. It's addictive, you know this, but you still lick the wrapper”.
The song, “Nate Growing Up” by Labrinth is the transition back into the theme of the second part of “Pyramids”. “ESCORT” by Chase Atlantic tells a story of leading a lonely life where your body is your source of material security and people use it, but there’s never any real connections made. This person craves a new life of security and comfort without feeling used in the end. The song also slightly touches on daddy issues, which is something I read these natives can have during my research.
The playlist now goes into the sensuality themes that the 2nd House can bring because after all, this is the house of Taurus which is ruled by Venus and deals with sensuality, love, and intimacy. For this, I started with the song “Sexhibition” by Miss.Janet Jackson. This part of the playlist talks about how the Lilith in 2nd House native can make you feel free and as if you’re the only one in the world. They make YOU feel worthy and in more ways than one can give you...“Good Comfort”.
For Lilith in 2nd House natives it’s all about self-worth. I now use the track, “SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE” by Tyler, The Creator, Brent Faiyaz, Fana Hues to transition into the self-worth portion of the playlist. I feel like this song perfectly described the line (from what in my opinion is a great description of Lilith in the 2nd House, or maybe I just really love lilmajorshawty’s writing lol), “they can wear plenty of silly pretend tones, and soothe anyone into a manipulative tactic and make it seem like it was all a misunderstanding”. It starts off as the native being the sweetest person ever and then to “I THOUGHT”, as in I thought this was what you wanted? Now there’s a misunderstanding!
Lastly, this playlist goes into loving being you and feeling secure in yourself as a Lilith in the 2nd House native because while this placement deals with material aspects, money, and what you’re worth, a big part of that worth is your self-worth.
(...)
(Spoil me rotten.)
(“The money is the motive.”)
(“Mi have good comfort.” )
(I might let you in, but you'll have to stick around to find out.)
(You’ll lose yourself to me as I take you on the ride of your life.)
("Put ribbons in my curls then carry around a knife with my diamonds.")
(“She's just like candy, she's so sweet. But you know that it ain't real cherry.”)
(I am so damn worth it.)
(Never Settle.)
(“To know your heart is a brave thing.”)
(⚸)
I would also like to state that I'm not an astrologer, I created this post because of the playlist that I made in relation to this astrological placement and simply wanted to share it with whoever it finds its way to.
NOTE: PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY WORK. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO REPOST, PLEASE GIVE CREDIT.
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Free the Bird from its Gilded Cage
Synopsis: Lucifer would tell anyone who asked his greatest regret was letting humanity eat the apple. Better than admitting what he really regretted.
Notes
Golly gee good thing affairs didn’t exist back then huh!
In which Lucifer’s tism hurts his best friend, the fic.
I think I can tag this as Edenpoly considering the conversation between Lucifer and Lilith.
I give my greatest thanks to my good friend Hat who uttered the phrase “I raise a glass to the friend you could have been and drink to the monster you became” (Or something of the sort) which has not left my brain 2 years later.
No shade on other people’s depictions of the ancient archangels. I love good archangels as much as you guys but… this is very much bashing.
I’m so sorry Michael. And Azrael, and every single angel who’s characters I butcher in this AU. It’s not you guys I swear.
God on the other hand fuck you I’m not sorry.
I have been told by many people irl that I have religious trauma. I didn’t think I did but fuck it we ball.
I am so sorry this came out late but I had two assignments and I'm moving houses, I'll try not to have a repeat.
Word count: 1957
Fic under cut!
Lucifer felt Lilith before he saw her, the first woman’s aura screaming frustration and hurt louder than the tears in her eyes.
She was sitting under an aspen tree with her legs tucked to her chest.
Lucifer didn’t need to guess why she was upset; it could really only be one thing these days.
“Adam did something again, didn’t he.”
Lilith huffed and lifted her head to meet Lucifer’s gaze, “We fought, again. He still doesn’t get it.”
Lucifer sighed and sat down next to the first woman, not for the first time the little voice in his head bemoaned Adams chronic inability to listen to anyone other than God. It was really starting to cause problems in Eden.
“He’ll regret it.”
“He always does, but he still does it.”
Lucifer nodded, “He needs to learn that God isn’t right about everything,” His siblings would murder him if they knew he was spreading this kind of blasphemy, “But I do agree, it’s a little irritating.”
“It is!” Lucifer jerked as Lilith stood up abruptly and began to pace, “He’s great most of the time don’t get me wrong, but he’s just increasingly growing more and more insufferable! It’s like every time he gets better he just goes straight back to being worse!”
“Truly the trials and tribulations of the first humans.”
“I just wish he would listen to me! Not some stuck up self-important know it all who thinks I’m worthless.”
Lucifer wisely held back the instinctive defence of the Creator, “Especially when you are so much more than that.”
Lilith seemed to finally run out of steam, falling back into Lucifer’s arms and holding him tightly, “I hate this… I hate him.”
“No, you don’t.”
“No, I don’t… I hate the man God wants him to be.”
“I hate that man too,” Lucifer admitted, “I hate how he hurts everyone.”
Because it wasn’t just Lilith that was left hurting. Lucifer hated how he was losing track of the near silent breakdowns of Adam’s.
God created humanity different from the grand design, and every day Lucifer loathed that fact more and more.
“He’s going to win, that man.”
“Neither of us will let him.”
“He’ll let himself,” Lilith hissed right by his ear, the sound sending a shiver down Lucifer’s spine, by the choirs that felt good “Adams an idiot.”
“Yep!” Call Lucifer blasphemous, but he was so tempted to-
Lilith opened her mouth to say something, and Lucifer listened to the little voice in his head once again.
He caught her mouth with his own swiftly before pulling back, face flushing as he realised what he just did.
That was something only Adam and Lilith was supposed to do with each other.
Lilith blinked, taking time to process before giving her response, “Do that again.”
Lucifer didn’t need to be told twice.
The bark of the aspen tree was lit up by Lucifer’s wings as he pressed his lips to Lilith’s again.
And again.
And again.
Lucifer had never felt so good. He could see why Lilith and Adam like doing this. This felt so good.
- - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -
It was hours until Lucifer disentangled himself from Lilith, still not having quite recovered from the experience. Sadly, he could feel the mental tug attached to his halo signifying his siblings wanting an audience with him. The last thing he wanted was to have them come down and see him with Lilith.
The moment he returned to heaven however, he had the distinct feeling that he might have messed up regardless.
Michael was pacing and muttering angrily under his breath, sharp sounds grating Lucifer’s awareness. When the archangel saw Lucifer, his wings physically bristled as he lunged forward and grabbed the Morningstar by the robe.
“You are so very fortunate that God was already growing tired of Lilith’s rebellion!”
“What?”
“Michael,” Lucifer turned to see Azrael landing nearby, “I highly doubt Lucifer knows what he has done, as impulsive as he is.”
“What? What happened,” Lucifer demanded, mantling his wings to make himself look larger as he stared down the other archangels.
“You don’t know?”
“Know what!”
“God decided to give the first man a new wife,” Michaels words cut through Lucifer’s anger and left only shock, “Made from his rib.”
“… what?”
“Yes, I had to tear it out myself,” Michael huffed, Lucifer noticed the dried red still dusting the angels gloves, “Adam tried to flee.”
“…”
“What Michael means,” Azreal shot the other a look, “Is that Adam didn’t take the information well, and saw it fit to attempt avoiding the situation entirely.”
“He was awake?!” Lucifer screeched “By the choir what is wrong with you two?!”
“It was the Creator’s wishes, none of us knew it would bring pain,” Azrael sighed, “However, it would encourage not repeating the situation…”
“It doesn’t matter anyway,” Michael scoffed, “The Creator ensured Adam wouldn’t remember.”
“It would taint him.”
“It would motivate him.”
“What?”
“Our Creator has decided to take a more… hands on approach in ensuring the situation does not repeat itself,” Azrael looked uncomfortable, “Xe employed the use of divine power to keep Adam and Eve from straying from the grand design.”
Lucifer took a step back.
Michael opened his mouth to say something, but Lucifer couldn’t hear over the roar of nothing in his ears.
No.
Nononononono.
Lucifer ran.
He broke into a sprint before diving back down to Earth, landing on the soft grass of Eden he looked around desperately.
“Adam!”
“Yes?”
Lucifer turned around as Adam’s figure came into view from behind a tree, “Adam-”
His eyes were gold.
Lucifer stumbled back as he took in the first man’s appearance, Adam’s eyes were no longer the colour of earth. The familiar dark brown orbs that bore the gold of honey and of leaves in the sun were gone. In their place was the brilliant gold of divinity, of heaven, the same gold of the-
The chain attached to his wrist.
Lucifer lunged forward and grabbed his friends arm, pulling him forward and running a hand along the softly glowing cuff on Adams wrist.
It was definitely the Creator’s doing.
“Adam what have they done to you.”
“Ah, apologies, but have we met before?”
Lucifer’s golden ichor froze as he looked back up to meet that accursed golden gaze, “What?”
“It is just that… you seem familiar with me, but I do not recall ever having met you. I apologize.”
Lucifer stepped back from the first man, “What.”
“Were you present for my creation? That day was such a blur I hardly recall all those present.”
“Adam- Adam look at me,” Lucifer grabbed Adam by the shoulder, staring desperately into those too gold, too inhuman, too holy eyes “Adam. You are my best friend. You remember me don’t you?”
Adam’s eyes flickered for a moment, that familiar beautiful earth brown peeking through for a moment before being swamped by heavenly gold.
“You are an angel; how could I ever be friends with someone of a higher status such as you?”
Lucifer wanted to cry.
The Creator truly was cruel.
“Are you alright, sir?”
Lucifer couldn’t do this.
Lucifer shoved Adam away and ran like a coward, stumbling through the bushes and past trees as he ran away from the puppet wearing his best friends face.
He didn’t even talk like Adam.
The Creator just stripped his best friend of everything that made him… him.
Lucifer collapsed under a willow tree as he sobbed into his arms.
He didn’t move for a long time after that.
- - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -
Lilith found him in the dim of night, her eyes sharp and he teeth bared in a rueful grimace even as she took him into his arms.
“We’re not letting them get away with this. Not this time.”
A hot flame of righteous anger sparked in Lucifer’s heart as he held onto Lilith. She was right, this crossed a line.
Lucifer wanted to rush in, to steal Adam away and find a way to break that chain.
Lilith told him to wait, to watch and observe as she would.
“Right now, heaven does not know about our rebellion, if we move too quickly we will both be destroyed.”
She was right, of course she was. Lucifer hated it though.
They had to watch Adam go through the motions of what his life used to be. The way he would no longer wander the garden without reason.
He wouldn’t play with the animals anymore or sit and relax under the sun.
Lucifer almost broke the trunk of a tree when he saw Adam tear out a plant Gabriel considered ‘too imperfect for the garden’ even though Lucifer knew that it was Adams favourite flower.
That flame of anger grew every time that damned shackle glowed and chained Adams will.
It took a little time to figure out, but if there was one thing Lucifer was sure would free Adam and Eve, it was the apples of knowledge.
They had to.
Lucifer and Lilith also watched Eve through everything. She seemed meek through the control of the Creator, but in the few moments the attention of heaven faded and the gold in her eyes let a little bit of reddish brown through, they got to know her.
She was gentle and sweet to the animals but there was a steel in her spine.
She was vibrant and wild as she chased the cheetah’s around the garden or buried her head in a grizzly bears side.
Lucifer grew to love her in a way. As little of her as he could see. But she was the one the Creator paid less attention to, and why would xe? She is supposed to be subservient to Adam.
Lucifer shifted into the form of a snake and curled through the branches of the tree of knowledge as she came into view.
Showtime.
“Eve my dear, may I borrow your attention for but a moment?” Lucifer sing-songed, drawing the girls eye as she stopped at the base of the tree.
“What is it you require of me, snake?” Eve asked, Lucifer watched intently as the telltale hint of red brown filtered into her gaze, this was the shot he needed.
“The fruit of this tree, could you tell me how it tastes to you?”
The woman flinched back as if struck, and Lucifer’s eyes narrowed at her response.
“I couldn’t, God said-”
“And have you not wondered why xe demands such things of you? Have you not questioned why xe forbade this?” Lucifer hissed, snapping off an apple and letting it fall to the ground at Eve’s feet, “I know, and that is why I ask this of you.”
Eve’s will fought with Heaven for a moment as she picked up the apple, but she was not gone yet, “God said that if I ate the fruit, I would die.”
“And the Creator lies to you,” blasphemy dripped off of Lucifers tongue as he all but snarled at Eve, the white-hot flame of fury envenoming his words, “To eat the apple is not to die, but to be freed. To have your eyes opened to the truth around you.”
Eve held the apple in her hands, the reddish brown in her eyes traitorously present.
“How do you know I won’t die?”
“Because my dear, I have had my eyes opened long ago. To open them is a freedom the Creator keeps from you on purpose,” Lucifer hissed, “You will not die, of that I can promise.”
Eve bit into the apple, and the chains snapped under the weight of knowledge granted.
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I have some Thoughts on Evangelion, and I'm hyperfixating right now, so here's a massive info-dump on it. Thank you and I'm sorry.
(trigger warnings for: child abuse, child death, gore mention, pedophilia, mental health, depression, suicide, and potentially more.)
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So, my take on the End Of Evangelion is like a 'Worst Timeline AU.' So what would've happened if Shinji had given into the crippling (justified) trauma and deepest depression of an abused, manipulated, and unfathomably damaged child soldier.
The way Misato constantly screams at him throughout the entire series to 'be a man' and pressures him to get into the EVA and fight literal biblical, kaiju-like angels.
The pressure of trying and failing to get a crumb of praise or approval from his neglectful and spiteful father.
The way people (and fans, tbh) get upset with him for constantly changing his mind. How if he doesn't pilot the EVA, either he or his friends could die. The pressure every adult puts on him. Or again, the absolute cosmic terror of just seeing—let alone having to murder these angels.
Of course, he quits all the time, he's 14. He's a child. An average adult with all the combat training in the world would easily do the same.
Yet he comes back again and again, because of the guilt, the self-loathing, the manipulation of the adults around him—
(who can have all the greatest intentions in the world, "the greater good", etc etc, and it doesn't change a goddamn thing that they are putting these children into death machines and treating it like if they dont do it they are selfish and worthless)
—that if he doesn't do it, his friends will do it and either they or others will die if it's not him.
Like, the point isn't that he can't make up his mind: it's the fact that even if he "gives up", he still keeps coming back, and putting himself before others, despite the grief, despite the pain, despite the trauma
A fourteen-year-old child refuses to stop getting up and trying. Which I feel is symbolic of the whole shows entire meaning, no matter how dark things are, how much you hurt, how much others hurt you, how you feel like nothing, and you want it all to just stop—the pain, the memories, the guilt, the crushing weight of complete utter depression—even as the darkest envelops you and holds you tight, you feel like you can never escape: there is ALWAYS a way out of it.
It's fucking hard, you will lose yourself in it, you will hurt so, so much—but eventually you can find your way out. Through time, through loved ones, through therapy, and more. It's never too late or someone is too far gone in their own despair that they can't be saved and brought back.
And that's not even mentioning the other children. Fans enjoy Asuka more than Shinji because she's got that quick, snappy, high-energy personality. She's overly proud and stubborn, and she loves to fight in her EVA. And Rei, she's the shy quiet girl (a Kuudere, even (didnt like writing that)) designed to be mysterious, and to speculate over. Who is she? Why is she so calm? Does she have a personality behind that demeanor?
But, just like Shinji, they are all child soldiers, and like him, they are products of trauma and manipulation by adults.
Rei, was made in a fool-hearted attempt to bring back Shinji's mother, Yui Ikari, by combining her remains with Lilith. What they got was Rei. An assimilation of Yui, Lilith, Eva, all combining into Rei Ayanami.
Her creators obviously had attachments to her, both having loved Yui before her death, and Gendo Ikari almost took her on as a daughter-like figure (Rei being the name he would've given to his child Shinji, if he had been born a girl,) and revoltingly even more than that.
But as the theme of the series goes, good intentions from adults mean very little, and often act as nothing more than an excuse for creating/doing inconceivably monstrous acts.
She is of course used as an EVA pilot, being able to manipulate her form into a 14-year-old. She is used as a tool. She is replaceable. She knows this. She has no desires because no one has ever cared enough about Rei as her own person to let her think for herself, asked her what she wants, her likes, her dreams, her fears.
Rei's entire existence at this point is to serve, and in an eerie way, the only thing she wants is to serve Gendo, because he's shown her the only breadcrumbs of "compassion" she's ever known.
And then Shinji comes along. Shinji has no idea what she is, only that she is another EVA pilot like himself. He speaks to her as he would anyone else. He cares about her, and her well-being as another person. Actual true compassion.
In episode 06, when Rei is hurt and thought to have died by Shinji, he pries open the hatch to her EVA, ignoring the scalding heat that burns his hands to do so. He finds her alive and cries, and she smiles for him.
This scene is an exact parallel that takes place before with Rei and Gendo (Shinji's father.) He pries open the hatch, scalding his hands too, and finds her alive inside. It's identical except for one thing: Compassion.
Shinji fights to free and help Rei, and when he sees her alive, he is overcome with relief that she, Rei, is alive. He is in tears, he tells her she isn't nothing, implying her life is worth something and people care about her.
When Gendo does it, he does it like a man trying to save a valuable asset. He sees she's okay, and mutters 'I see', and that's the end of it.
Again, in episode 23, when Rei actually dies and is replaced; she is confronted by herself (the Meta Rei, the Rei in her purest, most godly self. A combination of all her sense of beings,) and realizes that she is feeling, she is lonely, she is suffering, and for the first time she cries, and asks herself if this just for her love of Gendo, before sacrificing herself in death to save everyone—specifically shinji.
She is replaced by her many clones, but this time she regains some of her memories, her feelings, her anger, and she is more human now, less vessel, more soul. She is Rei.
In the End of Evangelion, we see the depths of Gendo's depravity. He wants his wife, Yui, back as she was, of course. But in the meanwhile, there's Rei. Rei who is part Yui—a substitute. He touches her breast, an attempt to merge with her, and moves his hand down further to rest between her hips, inside her.
Rei is as much his daughter figure and a child, as she is a part of his own wife, and arises from this: an Oedipus Complex. Gendo treats her as a disposable tool, yet holds Yui at his highest priority. She is his to do with as she likes. How many times has he used her like this? How many times has he committed these atrocities with this child behind closed doors?
Amongst everything else Rei is, she is also a victim of pedophilia.
And in her final moments, while he attempts to merge with Rei in a delusional attempt to bring back Yui, Rei becomes her own being. Rei puts her foot down and says no. She's had enough.
"I will not be a puppet for you to control."
She takes the hand of Adam, fully merges with Lilith, and becomes a God.
And what does she do with all that power? She takes it all, and gives it to Shinji. The one person that ever consistently showed her care and compassion, showed her love. Made her realize she is her own person, gives her the strength to realize her worth and refuse Gendo Ikari, and choose her own path.
Her choice can be argued as good or bad, both. But in the end it was REI's choice, and no one elses.
Asuka uses her anger and her fighting as a means to cope with a barbaric childhood. Her mother, Kyoko, underwent a Contact Experiment when Asuka would have been ~5 years old.
Kyoko survived, but lost her mind completely, thinking her real daughter was actually a doll, and leaving Asuka completely neglected by her mother, all whilst begging and trying to convince her that SHE was her real daughter, not some doll she clung to.
Meanwhile, her father was completely unaffected by this, and even had moved on with another woman (An affair that had been going on before Kyoko fell apart completely, the woman being Kyoto's doctor, that she knew about, and took place in their own home while both mother and daughter were present.) Throwing himself back into his own life with this new woman, and job, Asuka was left with nothing.
Asuka's mother finally snaps and plans her own suicide. She invites Asuka, and with nothing else and wanting nothing more than to be acknowledged by anyone, agrees to take their lives together.
As if all of this isn't bad enough, as a final blow, Asuka's mother takes her own life without Asuka, leaving a five-year-old CHILD to find her mother hanging lifelessly, betrayed and alone again.
Her entire personality isn't because she's 'cool' or 'bossy', its an unfathomably traumatized child, constantly in pain and unable to trust anyone, because she has been taught as an infant that she can not rely on the people meant to care for her, because her parents taught her that in the most brutal and disturbing way possible.
There's even reference to her trying to repeat her mother's suicide after disappearing from the fight, only to be found gravely injured and withering away in a bathtub.
She fights so hard to be independent because she refuses to let herself be hurt and abandoned again.
At the End of Evangelion, even when she is screaming and crying, bleeding to death after being speared through the eye, losing power, and being cannibalized alive in her EVA, she is still so desperate, so angry, that she refuses to die, swearing vengeance on her enemies through dying rattled breaths, and it isn't until she is bombarded with blades that she finally succumbs. And at the hands of NERV.
Again, she, and every single EVA pilot, is only 14 years old.
tldr: The series is about child trauma, children being turned into soldiers, the failings of adults around them, and the tragically brutal and real aftermath of the wreaks of havoc that would have on a child.
#I had to get this out of me because the loud fanbase for this show is fucking putrid#and also im hyperfixating and needed to get that out of my system LMAO#evangelion#neon genesis evangelion#eva#end of evangelion#evangelion shinji#evangelion asuka#evangelion rei#shinji ikari#asuka langley sōryū#rei ayanami#kyoko zeppelin sōryū#saiyū langley#gendo ikari#yui ikari
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So in one of my Papa Crewel headcanon post, I mentioned Crewels mother popping up, ready to be a fun grandma. (In my head I keep calling her Lilith Crewel. So we're going with that.)
She loves to shop. She loves to take Yuu out on the town to all these upscale shops, even Grim gets designer collars and the super fancy tuna when she's around. If Yuu allows, she will happily to parade then around to all her upper crust friends and introduce them as her "precious grandchild.", with zero explanation as to how and when her son had a highschool age child. Lilith loves the look of shock on strangers faces and being told she looks far too young to be a grandmother.
When Divus says no, Lillith is there saying yes. Despite her sons protectiveness stemming over to dating, Lillith has no such reservations. She’s known for leaving a few broken hearts in her wake and divorcing a few rich men. When she hears of all the boys Yuu could possibly date, she’s making a pro and con list for each one. “Hmm...Draconia can more than keep you secure, and he’s very handsome to boot. The good thing about fae is that he’ll stay tall and handsome too. But darling, Briar Valley? Ugh, positively dull over there. You’d be bored out of your skull out there in the sticks.”
The staff members that are old enough to remember, especially Trein, loathe hearing Lilith is on the prowl again. Nothing ever seems to happen without her knowledge, and she absolutely did not let any slight or injustices slide when her son attended NRC. Divus protective streak comes from her. She wasn't afraid to chew anyone out, or threaten to pull any financial help she so generously offered the school to ensure results. She decided to donate to the school to see that Ramshackle gets the major renovations it needed. "After all, Headmage Crowley. A dorm that so many students, and high profile ones at that, enjoy spending time in must be up to code. You wouldn't want such a liability laying around would you?" She made sure the money went where it intended to go. When Lilith Crewel says jump, you say how high.
Yuu wondered for a bit of this womans attention and nothing more than a fleeting interest. That she wanted something new and exciting and having someone to slap the grandchild title fit the bill. But that changes when Lilith came to Ramshackle bearing a gift. A large garment bag. Upon opening it, Yuu found a vintage fur coat, very similar to what Crewel and his mother wore.
"You don't have to wear it,dear, but it's a bit of a family tradition to pass these pieces on. This one was my own grandmothers."
"But...I-I don't understand..." She was really willing to give them an heirloom just like that?
"I didn't think Divus would ever have,let alone want, children," she explained. "And that's his choice, of course. But the Crewels are a small bunch. We tend to choose our family more often than not. When Divus had taken you under his wing, I was surprised. But puppy,he does care, so very much. You're a Crewel now, so I want you have something of ours."
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hellcanons pt. 1: Pride/Imperial Royal Family
Since Lucifer is the "big boss of hell" and ranks above the other kings and queens, his title in my lore is Emperor of Hell. That being said a lot of that title is largely ceremonial as Lucifer.. does very little actual ruling.
When Lucifer originally fell he - as the first demon - was given the de-facto rule of leadership, and he embraced it at first. His sin after all was pride, and believing that he could do a better job of ruling over humanity than god could. He divvied up the rule of the 7 rings between the next 6 angelic demons - who became known as the sins - and his new wife, Lilith, who joined him in Hell.
Lucifer's plan was that once human souls would start arriving in Hell they would be sorted into the 7 rings depending on their life on earth, but after the first two centuries no souls were coming in to wrath, gluttony, greed, envy, solth, or lust. All the souls were going to Pride.
Adding a read-more because this will be long!
The other sins brought this to Lucifers attention, demanding an explanation, as he told them that they would rule over great kingdoms. Lucifer himself did not know, and so went to seek council with the Seraphim.
The angels of course do not know how hell works, but Sera suggests/tells Lucifer that it's likely that all human souls for all of time will be tied to Pride, as it is Lucifer's sin, the original sin, and the reason that any of them even CAN sin. All bad things that have ever happened because of people happened because of Lucifer.
Lucifer does not take this well. He returns to Hell ridden with guilt, and starts to drift away into depression and self-loathing.
It is decided in a council by all the fallen that the sins will remain kings their own rings, ruling over the hellborn who have now started to appear, which the rule of Pride will be divvied up into a number of kingdoms, ruled by other trusted members of the Goetia. Lilith, though, still ranks above all of them, now given the title of Empress.
Not all of the angelic-demons are happy with this, notably King Paimon, who is given a kingdom in pride and patronage over the americas, does not like that he is being made to answer to a human-born, and insists on only taking orders from the /true/ Emporor - Lucifer.
Lucifer appreciates the Kings and Queens, and of course his Empress, because it means that he can continue turning a blind eye to his empire while they rule in his stead. He is happy being just a puppet head. Left on his own to his projects.
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Astrological Placements
❌ that curse me ❌
Pluto conjuct MC — confidence seems to be mistaken for haughtiness. I am afraid to positively view myself, in fear of being seen as cocky. I care too much about others, everything comes crashing down once I am assertive. I got shunned from a cult for being confident in my opinion for once. Stood up for what was right, and I faced the strongest rejection one could— rejection from your entire community. I was homeless, alone, faced to explore inward while the chilling cold floor of rock bottom caved in. I am afraid of the past repeating itself. I’m paranoid of others figuring me out. I am private, reserved, but care deeply about rejection. I loathe it, so I reject you first before you have the chance to do the same to me. Quite a shame, isn’t it. It hurts to be viewed as intimidating, powerful, arrogant. Oh, if only I’d allow them to get a glimpse inside my mind too see how false those perceived attributes are. I am jealous of those who don’t portray confidence as a defense mechanism… those who truly feel it. Being perceived negatively based off my outer appearance. Deep down I care immensely; you just won’t see it until we are close enough. However, I won’t allow you to get that close. The fear/risk outweighs the yearning/positives of connection. Inability to be vulnerable and trust others, for fear of past being used against me.
Lilith conjuct ASC- being sexualized, even though I am masculine presenting. No matter what, there will be people who will have extreme opinions. Noticing people notice you. Overt self awareness. Always prepared for negative looks, feeling guilty and confused, feeling like I am at fault for others’ discomfort around me. Being told I look like a player, bitch, mean, rude, stuck up. It’s quite offensive, but am I just being too sensitive? I don’t know. I am quite lonesome- I interact with very few people. But even then, they only know 60% of who I am. Being gossiped about. It took my coworker a week to approach me because they were afraid of me. Apparently I gave them a mean side eye one time, and they were convinced I disliked them. I don’t remember ever noticing them. People being more so aware of your actions, because you seem intimidating and have a darker energy around you.
Sun square Pluto/Sun square Saturn/Saturn Opposite Pluto/Saturn Opposite MC/Saturn 4H- heavy father issues. Dealt with overbearing control and abuse from my father, only to grow up with the same obsessive desire for control that he had. Realizing this but feeling guilt because of the recognition. Not being able to return to the state of blissful ignorance due to strong self awareness. The need for control feeling so default. A part of my personality ingrained. Realizing my wrongs and using self punishment to regulate myself, because I cannot deal with the blame. Constant blame from childhood. Childhood neglect. Using sexuality as an outlet for control. Feeling power within sexuality, yet fearing it. Severe OCD. Believing the bad things said about me. Questioning my intentions, backtracking. Inability to make a decision. Disdain for authority, especially authority abusing their power. Paranoia, self doubt, never trusting myself. Unsure. Stuck between wanting to stay in my comfort zone versus change. Desire to be assertive but afraid of the power that comes with it. Always 2 steps behind. Always. But never appearing like it from the outside. Having to portray myself as someone you do not want to fuck with, because internally I am fragile, and will break at the slightest brush of criticism/perceived rejection. Struggle to connect with others with the same depth I operate at.
Capricorn 11th house/Cancer moon/7H sun in Virgo- Lonely. People pleasing. Feeling a glass wall between others, not understanding why it’s so hard to put my guard down and let others in. Wanting a community, desiring a stable friend group to care for. Daydreaming about nurturing the people I love… daydreaming about the day where I will be healed, where it will make it possible to trust others once more. Distrust. Assuming the worst in people yet feeling hurt, if they were to do the same to me. So much self reflection and guilt. Acknowledging my wrongs but lacking any self compassion.
Mercury in 8th house/Libra: a deep probing mind that is never satisfied. However, I have Mercury sextile Pluto, which gives me pretty nice writing skills. I love revealing emotions through words or lyrics. I need to understand the smallest nooks and crannies within a subject. Small talk is undesirable. It is difficult to find others who enjoy discussions about the darker, distressing, taboo things in life. Is this because they are far and few, or because I am untrusting?
Pisces Rising- Empathetic to the point it’s overwhelming. Sensitive, punishing self for being so sensitive. Boundaries do not exist. Premonitions, strong gut feelings that are uneasy and often come true. People assuming I look high but feeling insulted because I’m very negatively sensitive to drugs. Looking tired, understanding that people think I’m not paying attention. Looking lost, daydreaming. Sadly, it’s true. I look right through you while we communicate. I am always a few steps deeper, subconsciously. I feel your presence, I feel your energy, and I wish I could be normal and at the same level as you. A constant flood of emotion, afraid of dragging you down with me just by eye contact.
#pluto conjuct mc#sun square pluto#sun square saturn#capricorn 11th house#sun opposite pluto#saturn opposite mc#lilith conjuct asc#pisces rising#difficult astrological aspects#astrology observations#mercury in libra#Virgo sun#7th house virgo#cancer moon#8th house mercury
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