#making up for all the time i haven't drawn lucifer
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Hi! I'm new to your blog so I apologize if I mess anything up.
Could I request MC surprising the brothers with a feast they accidentally cooked up because they were worried that there worried that their wouldn't be enough food for the brothers?
It's 7:30am and his brother still aren't ready for RAD.
Hell, they haven't even stepped down for breakfast. Even Beel, never the one to miss it is missing.
Did all his brothers decide to skip today's classes? Were they orchestrating some other useless prank?
Lucifer stares at his watch, waiting. If they don't come down in the next five minutes he's going to leave them at home and give them detention. Maybe he'll have to pull Mammon out of his bed again, or carry Belphegor down the stairs.
The thought of dragging his brothers like sacks of potatoes down the stairs makes his head ache. It’s always been like this, him caving in so easily to his brothers demands, being so lax on them.
The saving grace is the human exchange student.
MC.
They're on breakfast duty today, and Lucifer can smell the pleasant hint of roasted hellfire mushrooms. Cinnamon too. They've always been a diligent person when it comes to their work.
Unlike his brothers.
Sigh.
"If you all don't hurry up, the food is going to get cold!" Their voice rings from the kitchen, and Lucifer opens his mouth to give one last reprimand to his brothers, to hurry up and come down before he drags them.
There's a blur besides him then, a flurry of moment that messes up his perfectly styled hair.
"Food cooked by the human! I call dibs on it, I'm the great Mammon after all!"
The eldest gawks at his brother, perhaps in disbelief or surprise, and then fixes his hair in resignation. Whatever makes him be on time, his scoldings or MC's voice.
Lucifer rolls his shoulders, steps forward to get into the dining hall instead of the hallway, but then he senses footsteps on the stairs. Five pairs of shoes, each distinguishable from the other.
His brothers are a blur as they surpass him to get to the dining hall.
What the—
At this point, all the man can do is to slap his palm on his forehead.
They won't listen to him, but they'll willingly rush to the dining hall when MC calls, huh? For the sake of hell and everything that is corrupted, they're such simps that its intolerable to watch.
As soon as he steps in though, Lucifer is rendered speechless by the sight in front of him. So are the brothers.
There's just.....so many plates of food. Creamed Bonnacon, Devil Zebra Bacon Sandwich, Hell Pancakes, and that doesn't even cover it. Blood Strawberries, Caramel Shadow Tart, Ghost Watermelon....It's a feast fit for a banquet, and it must have taken so much time to cook all that...
"T-That's......that's just like that anime! Where the main character cooks up a feast for their roommates because they didn't want them to go hungry so they woke up at the crack of—"
"Shut yer mouth Levi." Mammon says, although there is no irritation in his tone as he gapes at the dining table. He can spot some of his favorite foods, given that there are plates and plates of them. He mentioned some of his favorite things to eat to MC long time back, but he didn't think that they would remember.
The fourth-born has a smile on his face now, as he stares at the cat drawn on his pancake with blueberry syrup. It's so cute.
He remembers MC placing some pots and utensils on the table the night before, stating that it would be less time-consuming in mornings given the rush.
His cheeks feel hot.
"Now, darling, that is quite a feast you have cooked up for us!" Asmodeus hangs behind MC's shoulder as he compliments them. There is still flour on their cheeks, and so he wipes it away from them using his thumb, earning squawks of protest from both Levi and Mammon. "Thank you so much! This is soo going on Devilgram!"
"I thought the usual wouldn't be enough," They mumble, nervously shifting their gaze from the brothers to the table. Asmo's weight on their shoulders is a comfortable one, yet the intense scrutiny they are subjected to makes them want to hide away. "Next thing I knew was that I kept adding and adding ingredients until I realised what I did. So you better finish it all."
Belphegor giggles. "That won't be a problem." He can sense his twin's growing hunger at the sight of the feast before him, and food does taste better when cooked by your loved ones. The demon is glad that he chose to be on time today.
Wait, Beel was right besides him, he isn't here....
"Woah—" MC can only stumble out the words as they are caught off guard when pulled into a hug by the sixth born. He's tall, and so warm. "Easy there!"
"Thank you MC!" Beel's voice is full of happiness, and he can't help but hug them for it. He knows his gluttony is a lot to handle, and it causes a lot of trouble for others, but them going out of their way to make extra efforts and ensuring that he and his brothers won't go hungry makes him feel loved.
He'll wait this time, to eat with MC.
"At what time did you wake up to cook all of this?"
You turn your head towards Satan, who is now besides you. Gazing at you ever so softly. "I woke up around three, couldn't sleep since I had drunk a lot of coffee the night before."
"Your sleep schedule will be messed up if you continue," He reprimands you, but his tone is light.
"Thank you for ensuring that we all don't go hungry though." Lucifer smiles as he says that.
Maybe this is what home is.
You and the brothers, cooking too much and enjoying it nevertheless. Casual conversation drifting across the table, with Hell coffee as bitter as ever, packing some for Purgatory Hall residents and leaving together for RAD as the gates to the house close behind you all in remembrance.
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YES PLEASE, part 2 😻 I would also LOVE to see his legs spread for us... Or maybe we forcefully spread them :3 either way I love you're art it's so hot, Lucifer's so hot. Just NEED to manhandle him 😞
-💌 anon (idk if that's been used, if so then 🐕 anon)
AH! MY KNIGHT! YOU WILL BE REWARDED HANDSOMELY FOR YOUR COURAGE IN STEPPING INTO MY INBOX!
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!content warnings!: nsfw, edging (AAAHAHAHAA!!!! THE FIRST KINK NAME THAT I ACTUALLY FIGURED OUT! it's pretty self explanatory, but I'm proud of me so shut) probably other kinks but, again, nun. andddd a wee lil more writing compared to my other posts
Shoutout to 💌 anon‼️‼️
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The air is thick with tension as lucifer catches his breath, tears running down his now hot face. He's completly oblivious to the atmosphere, however- he's too deep in pleasure to even realize what he'd just done.
You had explicitly told him not to cum, going as far as edging him for the last few minutes, but, of course he couldn't keep it down, in the same way he hadn't lowered his teasing, which was the exact behavior that had gotten him into this predicament. You see; Lucifer is honestly one of the best you could have ever dreamt for, wealthy, stunningly gorgeous, funny, patient- wait. Scratch that last part. He's not patient at all. When he wants something, he'll do whatever it takes to get it. And that time, it was to get you to have him as you pleased.
You honestly didn't know what had gotten into him, he'd been teasing you for the last several days with no signs of giving up -what was his goal with this?- you thought, whenever he'd litter kisses along your neck and imediatelly turn around and speed off to do god knows what. Whenever he'd lay on your lap and arch into you, displaying his body for you, only to turn around and act like nothing happened within a split second, even touching your sensitive spots and acting oblivious. Whenever- actually, you could go on all day long. And right now, he'd finally realized what he did.
His expression flows from one of relief into one of guilt. He turns his head from you, snapping his eyes down to your hand over his still painfully hard dick before dragging them back up when the sight alone had made him twitch in your hands.
His thighs had been strongly pressed against your arm before you used your other hand to make Lucifer look at you. He looked frustrated, ashamed, confused- why all of that? Because this wasn't the outcome he expected. He thought you'd have your way with him, bend him over the nearest flat surface and fuck him out of his mind, he thought you'd overstimulate him until he couldn't think of another thing other than the sting of his drawn out pleasure, thought you'd be rough with him.
But no, you were gentle.
With your actions, at least. Your words were pure venom. "You want to get treated like some desperate slut, huh?" "You look down on those sinners but you're no fucking better." "You're already drooling? My god you're pathetic." "You haven't earned my touch- much less the right to cum. You've been nothing but an inconvenience, you're lucky I'm even doing this" as you so gently jerked him off with the most delicate touches, holding his hand, ghosting your lips over his neck and moved the hair out of his face. The juxtaposition from the two extremes of your words and actions drove him insane- he just couldn't deal with it, you were tearing down his whole being by the second- and eventually, he couldn't hold himself anymore.
You don't spare him a word as you push his legs apart and watch them tremble to stay open for you as rushed apologies and poor excuses left his mouth. Before he could continue with his apologies, you roughly rub your fingers over his tip, earning a broken, fucked out moan from him, his tail a dead giveaway of his enjoyment of the new treatment.
"Is this what you wanted?" Was your unamused response. You kept going at the much rougher pace you had just now set, his eyes fought to remain open as more tears flow out of his red, glowing eyes; he wasn't prepared for such intensity after what you had put him through "aah- mh- w-wait -oh goodness- please! Have mercy!" His pleading falls on deaf ears as you continue at your current movement. The king of hell had his pride completly broken, and you weren't even close to being done with him.
Ah, seems like the two of you have a long night ahead of you
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I just found out about weevils I am not the same woman I was 10 minutes ago. I love these stupid little guys. I love them so much. I love weevils.
Sorry for dying I'm back tho with like a truckload of stuff in mind to tell yall abt. Also I don't proofread or anything this is like as raw as it gets.
Ermm @ ing @bigfatbimbo because this mf into lucifer FOR REAL💪💪
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Hi! I was wondering if you could maybe write some comfort for me? 🥺. My energy has been gone the last few days, can't even take care of myself and I've been feeling/acting really childish in my head even though to others I'm still my normal self.. I'm not sure if I can ask this, but can you use this when writing?
(Doing this on anon because I'm pretty scared that I'm being rude, words haven't been easy for me lately. I'm sorry)
Hi my love, I’m sorry to hear you’re aren’t feeling yourself, I know the feeling of being lost in your own head well and how scary it can be. I hope this helps a little <3 You left this pretty vague so I hope this is okay.
1.6k of dewther fluff and comfort because I love and miss them so much
Aether bolts up from a deep sleep unexpectedly to a high pitched screeching. His brain slow and sluggish with sleep trying to decipher what the sound is. He blinks owlishly around his room, thankful for ghouls abilities to see in the dark, the clock in his bedside table reads 02:14. The screeching stops for a second before being replaced with a desperate wail, piercing in pitch.
Dewdrop.
Fucking lucifer below, their rooms are on the opposite ends of the ghouls dormitories, how loud was he being if Aether could hear him?
He jumps from his nest before he even thinks about it, taking a blue fleece blanket and wrapping it around himself. Despite it getting into the warmer seasons now there was still a chill in the air at night.
He walks quickly and quietly down the hall, towards Dew’s room, not wanting to wake anyone else up if Dew’s screaming already hadn’t.
He get to Mountain’s room, right next to Dew’s, and sees both Mountain and Swiss sticking their heads of the door, eyes heavy and ears pinned back.
“Is that Dew?” Swiss whispers, voice thick with sleep.
“I’ve got this, you two can go back to sleep.”
Mountain nods, pulling Swiss back into his room.
“Tell him we love him.” And with that the door closes.
Aether doesn’t even knock, just pushes the door to Dews room open and is met with a heartbreaking sight. Dew was knelt in the middle of his nest, tail wrapped around himself, desperately clutching at one of his blankets, which Aether think was one of his originally. He’s shaking like a leaf on the wind, eyes wide and wild as they dart around the room, almost like he’s looking for something, ears pinned back in pure fear. He’s still screaming, tears flowing down his face as he locks eyes with Aether, a wet gargle sound leaving his lips, making grabby hands towards him.
The smell of ammonia hits him as he rushes towards him, pulling the smaller ghouls into his arms with ease, pulling his legs around his hips, cradling the smaller ghoul in his arms. He notices the a wet patch at the back of Dew’s pyjama pants but ignores that for now, focusing on getting Dew to calm down.
“Nightmare? Seems like a bad one this time.” He whispers.
Dew whimpers at him, screaming subsided as he takes shuddering gasps of air. He buries his face into Aethers neck, nodding before hiccuping as another wave of tears flow down his cheeks.
Aether sits back against the headboard, avoiding the wet patch in Dew’s nest, and rocks them bath back and forth, rubbing slow circles on his back. He wraps his blanket around the smaller ghoul as he feels gooses bumps form in his skin, his shaking increasing slightly.
Dew let’s out a particularly hard wail, hand clamping down on Aether’s shoulders so hard he might have drawn blood.
“Oh I know, baby boy, I know.” He buries his hand in Dews hair, using his claws to scratch at his scalp. “It must have been a really bad one for you get into a state like this.”
Dew having nightmares wasn’t uncommon. They’d all been woken up at some point by Dews painful screaming or to him jumping into someone’s bed with tears running down his face. But normally it only took a few minutes for him to calm down, once he realised he was safe and everyone he loved was also safe, it was easy for him to drift back off to sleep. But of course on rare nights, nights like tonight, he’d have nightmares that shook him to his core, that left him visibly shaking and unable to sleep for days.
Dew shakes his head and another sob wracks his body a fresh batch of tears flowing down his face. He lets out a weird gargle sound into Aether’s neck before pulling away abruptly, looking at Aether with wide panicked eyes as he gags properly.
Aether takes his chin in between his thumb and pointer finger tipping his head back slightly as Dew retches again, looking at home with even more panicked eyes.
“A-aether.”
“I know, baby. I need you to take some deep breaths for me, okay?” He rubs his thumb along Dew’s jawline. “Can you do that for me, darling?”
Dew nods as he shudders, desperately trying to fight off another gag.
“Don’t want you being sick, do we?” He scratches at Dews scalp again. “Deep breath, just like this, baby boy.” He takes a deep exaggerated breath, smiling when Dew copied him with a staggered breath.
“Good boy.” He rubs down Dew’s back. “Can you do that again for me, baby?”
Dew gags again, but it’s weaker this time but manages to take a deep breath. He repeats himself without Aether instructing him.
“Good boy, just like that.” Aether brushes a few strands of hair from his face. “Doing so well, darling.
There are still tears running down Dew’s face but his breathing evens out a little more, cry’s turning into sniffles and the occasional whimper, the sudden nausea obviously worn off. He rests his head on Aether’s shoulder, relaxing into him a little as the initial panic of his nightmare dies down.
“There we go, that’s much better isn’t it?” Aether says as he pulls the blanket tighter around the both of them. He wraps his tail around Dew’s thigh, hoping it will bring him comfort.
Dew sniff and nods, burying his head back into Aether’s neck, rubbing his nose along his scent gland.
They stay like that for a while, Aether gently rocking them back and forth as he listens to Dew taking deep breath’s into his neck. He sniffles and huffs occasionally, little puffs of air hitting Aether’s neck. Aether purrs quietly, hoping the gentle vibration will sooth Dew even more.
“You feeling a little better now?”
Dew hums and nods against Aether’s neck.
“You wanna talk about it?”
Dew whimpers and shakes his head desperately.
“No, please. A-aether, just want to forget.”
“Okay, baby boy. Whatever you want.” Aether twists Dew’s hair around his finger.
Dew hums again, burying his face further into Aether’s neck with a small purr.
At least he was purring now, he must be feeling slightly better, despite the fact the Aether’s sleep shirt was still getting damp.
Dew squirms in his lap slightly before settling down again. That doesn’t last long before he’s squirming again a discontented whine leaving his lips.
“You okay, baby boy?”
Dew let’s out another whine, pulling away from his neck.
“Uncomfortable.” He pouts.
“Ah, yeah. I think you might have peed a little in your panic.” Aether says gently, still playing with Dew’s hair.
Dew’s bottom lip wobbles again as tears run down his face again.
“I didn’t meant too.” he sniffs, eyes doe like and wide. “I promise.”
“I know, darling, I know.” Aether runs a thumb over Dew’s cheek bones. “How about we clean you up, and we go back to my nest and go back to sleep?”
“Yes please.”
Aether carry’s Dew to his bathroom with ease. It doesn’t take long to clean him up, simply running a damp wash cloth over him, he doesn’t complain or whine once just Clings to Aether like a lifeline as he does his thing. He leave Dew’s damp pyjama pants screwed up in a ball on his bathroom floor, a job for tomorrow, along with the blankets in his nest, that he’ll make sure to wash first thing.
He gives Dew the option of putting pyjamas back on or staying naked, Dew chooses to stay naked, so Aether wraps his blanket around him tightly to keep the chill off his naked body. He picks him up bridal styles and makes his way out of Dew’s room, towards his own.
“Let’s get you settled in my room, hopefully we can both go back to sleep.” He places a kiss to Dew’s damp cheek, causing Dew to squeak. There was still the odd tear that runs down Dew’s cheek despite him calming down.
They pass Mountain’s room, hearing two sets of snoring making Aether smile. At least they weren’t disturbed too much.
Once in Aether’s room, he deposits Dew into the middle of his nest, still wrapped in his blanket and watches as he wiggles around in the mass of blankets and furs getting comfortable. He stretches and yawns.
“Oh, big stretch.”
Dew whines, not being able to settle and pouts up at Aether.
“Aetherrrrrrr. Please.”
“I’m sorry, don’t worry, I’m coming.” Aether says as he strips his shirt and pants off, leaving him on just his boxers.
He climbs into his nest, going to spoon Dew but the smaller ghoul has other plans as he climbs on to top of Aether, finally setting on top of him. He buries his face into Aether’s chest with a purr as he rubs a cheek along his chest hair.
He curls up with a happy chip on Aether, the bigger ghouls scratching his back gently. Dew’s tail wraps around Aether’s arm, tightly.
“That better, baby boy? You comfy now?”
Dew hums, his face once again burying into Aether’s neck once again.
“Think you can sleep now? Think you’ve calmed down enough?” Aether asks running a hand through Dew’s hair once again.
Dew nod into his neck with a small thrill, curling himself up even smaller on top of Aether.
“Can I sleep here?” He asks in a small voice.
“Of course baby, as long as you’re comfortable.”
Dew hums once again, finally feeling safe enough to let his eyes slip closed.
Aether stays awake for a little while long, just to make sure Dew is fine and sleeping soundly, letting one hand run through Dew’s hair and the rub circles on his back. He waits Until Dew’s small sniffles turn into soft snore against his neck, purrs vibrating in between snore, before he lets his own eyes slip shut.
His own purrs mixed his Dew’s and his gentle snores lulling him into a peaceful sleep easily.
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Finally for the first time tryin to draw this man
Just a lil doodle while in class.
Also had the sudden inspo bc of a lil thingy(AU? Would it still be considered AU if i dont plan to expand?). Ik Angel!Alastor AUs are a thing, at least i think so, so i decided to try it out a lil bit.
So tadaaa, Angelic Alastor. I cannot draw wings to save my life, so bear with me. I based the eye shapes and over all facial expressions on how i drew the first Alastor doodle, except its a teeny bit less sharp with less bolder lines. I shaped his hair somewhat the same for the top part, except a bit slicked back with a more windswept look. I imagine his hair would be white with red tips, with an overall white, and red color scheme, with a black collar standing out. He'd have the same red eyess, tho with whites surrounding it.
I gave him two wings, to maybe signify that he is above most angels, though below those such as the Seraphims and Archangels, at least in rank. I was a bit conflicted what to make his cane like(yea ofc im giving him a cane im not a monster). Originally i wanted to copy what his lil antlers looked like, as to be a simple staff, but ended up with that wider antler design. Idk.
Angelic Alastor wouldn't really be much different than Demon Alastor, except for the fact that he's better at hiding it all, at least he wants to. He's quite powerful amongst other angels, moreso than seraphims despite being of lower rank. Similarly to how he can melt in the shadows, as an angel, he can dissolve into the light. Haven't really cemented what exact type of angel he is, though i'd imagine he's still a bit of a recluse, preferring to go off alone to do as he wishes.
Angelic Alastor is every bit as mischievous as his demonic counterpart. He lives for the entertainment, and his humor's quite biting for a being of light. He's sharp and charming and witty, and quite rebellious as well. He's curious about different possibilities, and has never quite felt like he belonged among his "perfect" angelic peers. He knows he's imperfect, and that all those ideas would be considered blasphemous. So he remains quiet, under the radar even with his strength; all to escape the possibility of being persecuted.
Its what draws him to the Morningstar. Lucifer, the powerful archangel with a heart of gold and a mind filled with wonder. (Also to anyone who's seen my blog, yes ofc im inserting radioapple im weak) Despite their gap in rank, Lucifer never treated him any differently, and Alastor found himself treating the shorter angel as an equal. Their friendship was a bit odd perhaps for the others, considering how they'd often greet each other with playful jabs and teasing remarks, all quite informal and rather unruly. He was drawn to Lucifer's ideas, as was Luci to him, both relishing in the fact that they weren't alone, despite being different.
Lucifer had always been the louder dreamer. Though Alastor often agreed with his ideas, and sometimes egged him on, Al knew the risks and knew when to pull back. He was cautious where Lucifer took risks.
And y'all already know its Radioapple but what if we add Lilith to the mix-
Like imagine, Lucifer coming back to Alastor and gushing about the first woman, the taller man amused at his friend's lovesick expressions. Imagine him being acquainted with Lilith, and charmed as well by passion and hopes for change. He's weak for dreamers okay-
Like imagine him helping the two hide their relationship, being the most cautious of the 3. Imagine his heartbreak when the two gets sent to hell. Imagine Lilith and Lucifer holding him, stopping him from falling with them, because he cant do this without them please-
This may have gotten away from me a bit
Anyway, there's also a teeny doodle of biblically accurate Angelic Alastor(idk ehat to call them, but those forms Sera and Em have when they go 👁👁👁👁)
Idk if i'll ever do anytjing with this. I have a whole fic playing in my head but its very long with a whole lot of plot and idk if im strong enough-
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Asmodeus' trip to the human world
(Takes place in the same universe as the Tired Dad!Lucifer AU, so there are things in here that will be disproven by canon. For now we just roll with it)
All the devil kings were in their late teens, so Lucifer had a bit less to worry about. They were able to take care of their countries without Lucifer calling them every hour to make sure they don't start a war. Lucifer had a tiring day at the hospital, as always, and he layed down on the bed exhausted. Gamigin (who was Morax's substitute since Morax got way too injured trying to save another demon) went up to Lucifer with a bunch of papers in his hands. He was a bit nervous since it was the first time Gamigin was directly asked by Lucifer to be his assistent.
Gamigin: Your Majesty Lucifer, today is an important day in Hell. Have you gotten his majesty Asmodeus a gift for his birthday?
Lucifer glared at him confused and tired. He groaned and got up from his bed to check the calander
Lucifer: I made you my assistent because I thought you were an inteligent creature inspite of your dragonic origins. Do you seriously think I would forget one of my... business partner's date of birth? Do you even know who I am?! Look! Asmodeus' birthday is on the 5th of November! And today is... the... 5th...
Lucifer stared at the calendar for a few minutes, unmoving. Gamigin was worried that Lucifer got psychic damage from the revalation, so he stroked Lucifer's sholder. Lucifer turned to him and glared at the intern assistent.
Lucifer: If you value your life even a smidge, you won't speak of this incident for the rest of your meaningless existence.
Gamigin nodded and Lucifer sighed pacing in his office. Lucifer grabbed his phone and called Asmodeus.
Asmodeus: Lucifer, you never call me, what happened?
Lucifer: ...happy birthday
Asmodeus: Hahaha did you really call me just to wish me a happy birthday?
Lucifer: yes, you should be grateful, you and Belphegor are the only ones who's I have marked on my calendar.
Asmodeus: I feel honored, Luci
Lucifer: Never call me that again
Asmodeus: You know, I actually wanted to call you as well. There's something only you can do, and I think it's selfish not to share, especially since you don't use that power that often.
Lucifer: I'm never giving you or Beelzebub any more drugs.
Asmodeus: No no, not that, Beelzebub has a new plug. I was talking about your ability to go to the human world. I wanna go meet some hot human bitches and twinks. Get my dick wet a tad.
Lucifer: No. Never. No demons in the human world.
Asmodeus: Oh come on, it's my birthday! How come you can go on Earth and gowk at some human ass, but when I want to do it, it's illegal?
Lucifer: Don't you dare bring Catalina into this!
As Gamigin heard the two argue on the phone, he tapped Lucifer sholder.
Lucifer: What?!
Gamigin: How about you go visit his majesty Asmodeus at his palace and have a talk there? It would be more democratic.
Lucifer: ...Gamigin, this is an absolutist monarchy, there is no democracy, you do what I tell you to do.
Asmodeus: Wait... Gamigin? My man, where have you been? I haven't seen you since that one orgy in december. We should totally meet one of these days.
Lucifer: You two know eachother? Doesn't matter. Asmodeus, make sure your wearing clothes. I'm teleporting in your apartment in negative five minutes.
Gamigin had already drawn Asmodeus' pentagram on the floor that transported Lucifer and him to the lust kings office. It was dark with red LED lights illuminating the borderline sex dungeon. Asmodeus was wearing a thong and nothing else. There were a few demons having a messy orgy in one of the corners, a lady in a full latex suit domminating a tied up woman in another and three buff men stripping. Lucifer had grown used to Asmodeus' prefrences when it came to assistents, but Gamigin, even as a fully grown demon, still felt flustered by the lewd displays.
Asmodeus: Welcome back to Abbanon, Lucifer!
Lucifer: Why in your office? Do they not have rooms?
Lucifer cringed when he stepped in a sticky white liquid that looked more like a puddle than anything.
Asmodeus: If they're at home, I can't watch them. I have great multi-attention skills. Fucking your assistents as a king is abuse of power, but making them fuck eachother in front of you isn't.
Lucifer: It still is.
Asmodeus: Not in Abbanon, it isn't.
Gamigin: Does Abbanon have laws?
Asmodeus: People over 18 aren't allowed to have sex with people under 18, but people under 18 can fuck eachother if they want. If you fuck a corpse or an animal, wear a condom so you won't get a nasty infection (Paradise Lost stopped taking in petiants from Abbanon that got injured due to sex, fuck you Lucifer for that one). We don't kink shame and we don't force people into sex... we drug them into being ok with it.
Lucifer: I don't care about your degenarate country's laws, I want to destow opon you a present of your choosing.
Before Asmodeus could even ask for human world access, Lucifer denied it.
Asmodeus: What do you have against me in particular? I mean, you're nice to Belphegor and Leviathan, but the moment I ask something of you, you turn your nose away?
Lucifer: I like Leviathan and Belphegor because they don't ask for anything. You were a very demanding child to raise and I hold nothing but contempt for you and Beelzebub. You two are so gross and unsanitary all the time, before I stopped admiting your succubi in the emergiancy room, it was filled with just yeast infections, UTIs, STDs, mutilation, anal bleeding. It didn't help that during all the operations to cure them, they were constantly moaning. You know I have to restrain one of my best healers cause he gets horny and aggressive swiftly, I don't want your obsecene incubi making it harder for him.
Asmodeus: You, Lucifer, act all high and mighty just because you were the first. But the same God that made you, made me as well. Lust is as much a part of nature as any virtue. One would think you knew that from how you were with Catalina.
Lucifer: That has nothing to do with you.
Asmodeus: Just let me finish, jeez. You learned something from your encounter with her, with humanity. If you want me to change, maybe you should let me experience the wider world, not just the one we made for ourselves down here. Please, let me do this. Trust me, one month in the human world and I'll come back a changed person. I promise you... and unlike you, I cannot lie.
Lucifer stared at Asmodeus' desprate face when he heard that. He sighed and remembered that he acted the same when he was Asmodeus' age. He walks closer to Asmodeus, glaring him down. When he's right next to him, he puts a hand over his sholder ackwardly before taking it back and murmurs.
Lucifer: One month. No more, no less.
Asmodeus: One month. And then I'll just do it myself like wiith the drugs.
Lucifer: And this is why you can't have nice things. Also, you owe me big time for this one.
Asmodeus: Got it!
Once Lucifer left, Asmodeus was extatic and deeply kissed one of the male strippers. He needed to take his excitment out somehow.
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Paperazzi ~ -Chrollo x Reader-
(If you're not comfortably with fem pronouns feel free to change them to whatever makes you feel good!)
Watching.
Youve been watching the infamous Phantom Troupe leader.
You think you're doing a very great job and haven't drawn much attention to yourself but little did you know hes always keeping an eye on you aswell.
He noticed you watching him about 5 months ago, a normal young adult. He found it rather cute it was like he had his own paparazzi, but after about a month of this stalking he realized you are no normal person, if you were you wouldn't of been able to keep up with watching him for so long. So simply he decided to watch you instead. First he would just watch you once a week for no more than 3 hours than gradually over time he started getting addicted to the point where he was watching you all the time, and you couldn't watch him anymore.
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You rub your forhead in frustration, you were so close to catching the leader of the phantom troupe but than he just disappeared. "I just dont understand... it dosnt make sense" it came out of you as a mumble but loud enough for anyone in the room to hear.
"What doesn't make sense hm" Your eyes widen, you recognize that voice. The smooth tone, the confidence. No mistake that was Chrollo.
You swiftly turn around to face the man and quickly mask your shocked expression with confidence "Look who finally decided to show up, Mr. Lucifer." you say the words smoothly seeing the man as no threat.
Chrollo let's out one of his hypnotic laughs not breaking eye contact with you. "You're rather confident Ms. L/n" He says it with a smile on his face one that many would think is fake. "I've felt eyes on me for some time now.. would you have any idea what thats about miss?" Chrollo patiently waits for your awnser although, he already is aware.
"That is just so odd mister..." You say holding back a laugh. "I have no idea what could be causing that sir." Always having to tell lies made you a pathological liar but that man could easily see threw your lies.
Slowly he starts to move towards you, you continue making eye contact with him till you guys are nose to nose and you remain like that until he suddenly smirks and grabs your jaw pulling you close. "Your lies are good but you see ive been watching you aswell, and finally I see why you've been playing this little stalking game." He stares into your eyes and suddenly pulls away.
"You're a fool Chrollo..." you mumble loud enough for him to hear.
He hesitates before responding "Perhaps.. but so are you thinking id let you go un-noticed."
Those words leave you a bit stunned yet you still manage to keep eye contact with him.
Chrollo gazes into your eyes before turning around. "Until next time, Ms. L/n"
And just like that he was gone but you know that won't be last you see of him. This is just the beginning of your new game.
"Yes, until next time Mr . Lucifer" you speak silently with a slight smile on your face with the hope he can hear you.
"...Until next time."
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I'm a fan of Hazbin Hotel, but man does it have writing problems. I watched episode 5 and 6 yesterday and I think that if they did episode 3 differently it could've made episode 5 make more sense. Let me explain.
**Spoilers from here on, so if you haven't seen it and you wanna watch it yourself first then don't continue.**
Ngl guys. Episode 3 was a mess. I won't go into all the details, but I was just disappointed. To sum my thoughts up, I think Vaggie's arc should've been about her learning to trust people, they shouldn't have revealed who killed the angel; Camilla being the angel killer is kind of boring imo; and I don't care about the emotional ballad because I have no reason to care about Camilla or Vaggie's low point because it comes out of nowhere.
Now we're gonna talk about Charlie and Alastor in episode 5 because honestly what is going on??? Alastor hates Lucifer the second he walks in the door and immediately starts trying to act like he and Charlie have like a father/daughter dynamic and he's suddenly really protective of her even though this dynamic/type of relationship between the two has never been established before??? And I don't think he's just doing it to piss of Lucifer either. Like he's way protective over Charlie all of a sudden and judging by the song Alastor and Lucifer sing together, he's like maybe jealous of him or sees him as a threat??? Idk, guys, it's weird and I have no idea what the fuck is going on or why here. They barely have any screen time together and none of the interactions they have up until this point implies a more developed relationship than when he first started with the hotel. There could be a reason that we don't know yet especially with the connection between Lillith and Alastor that has been drawn before, but that does not expain this weird dynamic with Charlie that hasn't been established. This is my biggest qualm with episode 5. So how could episode 3 have changed this?
Episode 3 has Charlie entrust Vaggie with doing trust exercises, but Vaggie is not a very trusting person in general. She doesn't trust most of the people in the hotel even; especially Alastor. Since Vaggie is supposed to be running the trust exercises, Charlie doesn't really have anything to do except watch her, but what if she was somewhere else? You know what the ultimate trust exercise would be for Vaggie's character? The one person she holds dear accompanying an incredibly powerful and terrifying demon overlord on his day out with just the two of them. Vaggie's plot with the hotel gang would be her spying on Alastor and Charlie. She'd force the hotel gang to help her.
Now to focus more on the Alastor issue, Charlie asks Alastor if she can join him on his day out since she fully trusts that Vaggie can handle doing some trust exercises with the rest of the gang. At first Alastor says no and explains that he's got a very important meeting to attend today, but then Charlie shows him her power to turn into a tiny snake and tells him that no one will even notice that it's her (her dad could do it so why not her?) She also adds that if the people he's meeting with have anymore information about the extermination that it's important for her to know. Alastor caves and they head off. They have some banter on the way until Zestial shows up and talks with Alastor. Charlie is hiding in one of Alastor's jacket pockets (or maybe even just chilling on his shoulder since she's disguised as a snake.) until they get to the meeting with the other overlords.
After said meeting, we don't get to know who killed the angel. That whole scene with Zestial and Camilla is scrapped for this as well as the song. The meeting makes her realize just how dire the situation is with the knowledge that angels can be killed and that demons can kill them. Not only that, but the Vs, who control many parts of the media of hell, now know that and could release the information at anytime and start a violent revolt or even a war before she can prove that there doesn't need to be one. She feels scared and almost defeated after this, but Alastor comforts her saying he doesn't think redemption is possible, but if anyone can prove him and the rest of the worlds wrong, it's Charlie. Maybe they even sing a song together. Maybe she even talks about the troubles she has with her dad with him, hence why he doesn't like him immediately in episode 5.
After this moment, Vaggie, who has been spying on them almost the whole time, realizes that maybe she should be more trusting of people. Charlie finds her and the gang spying on them and concludes that Vaggie needs to do some trust exercises. The whole ordeal has brought everyone in the group closer together. They go back to the hotel where Charlie has Vaggie do the trust fall from the beginning of the episode. Vaggie, with baited breath and eyes closed, falls backwards. When she lands she thinks it must've been Charlie that caught her, but when she opens her eyes she's been caught by everyone arms including Alastor's. The only one who didn't catch her was Charlie who had her eyes closed the whole time trusting her friends to catch her.
They laugh about it and have some silly banter. Alastor watching them all laughing, looks at Charlie. She's still clearly shaken by the meeting. He gives Charlie a smile and reassuring hand on the shoulder looks to the gang all laughing together and says, "See, dear? You're already starting to prove me wrong." (or something like that) Charlie grins back at him and hugs him tightly as he begrudgingly, but also kind of not begrudgingly, lets her hug him and doesn't push her away. She lets go and joins the group followed by Alastor. The episode ends.
TL;DR: Allowing Alastor and Charlie to bond in episode 3 would've really helped episode 5 imo andd episode 3 had a perfect set up for that to happen. I still think even with this little fix you'd have to build up this dynamic more for it to really work tbh, but it's possible. Anyways, there's my little ramble. I do wanna know what y'all think of it, so if you have thoughts lemme know.
#I know this is long but I just had such a vivid vision of this version of the episode while thinking about all of this.#I really wish this show didn't have so many writing problems and I wish that it was given more time to tell this story.#This just seems like the type of story that REALLY needs time to build and breathe and rushing it all so it'll all fit in 8 episodes is#doing it no favors. I would rather a series have time to build and be well written and focused with a cliff-hanger or twist at the end that#never gets resolved because another season wasn't greenlit. than for the writing/plot to be rushed but with a conclusive ending.#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel critique#discussion#mine
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hi! im trying to get into luciferanism and ive always admired how you worship. I was just wondering how you got into it/what are the best places to start? thank you!!
i had to let that one marinate bc, whew, you must have been here a long time. it's been about 5 years since i talked about luciferianism at any length
i can forward you a post with links for sources on it but be aware that i personally haven't vetted these and, from my experience with the different types of people that find themselves drawn to any flavor of satanism, you could find a WIDE array of dodgy shit here. enjoy with care: (x)
i can say i got into it purely by accident: i was a teen and i saw a german youtuber i admired at the time talk a bit about being a satanist, and so i just started saying i was one too. i can pretty confidently claim that's honestly all anyone does, plus extra frills of choice attached.
no, hear me out here: the thing that still fascinates me about luciferianism and really any kind of satanism is that it's an entirely artificial religion. now, you could say "that's all religions. they're all made up by humans lol" and i'd dock you points in the game of life for being a reddit atheist. you could say all religion is really a long tradition of passing on a narrative and set of guidelines to help us live good lives and understand our starry universe, and i'd be lenient with you for wording it more sensitively. but that's not what i MEAN. what i mean is: most religions are built up, more or less by consensus, organically over the centuries. and most religions that you'd think of raise some claim towards the truth: that their god is real, that their prophets are real, that their holy scripture came about as a result of some manner of inspiration from a superior entity. satanism in no form claims that. the satanic bible was written by some guy, and no one is saying that satan spoke to him. i don't think anton szandor lavey believed satan exists. the overwhelming majority of satanists don't believe satan exists. the entire point is to take the cultural narrative that exists in a (christian-centric) culture about satan and craft something out of it that carries spiritual meaning to you. that's why satanism is not so much a religious group as it is myriads of worshippers doing their own thing.
(this does however carry the danger of just producing individualism with a goth veneer, and lavey himself was inspired by ayn rand. be very wary! ☝️)
i've seen luciferianism loosely defined as this: you take in the story of lucifer, and you try to make it applicable to your life. for me, this has kind of organically led to becoming a communist. this is my one legit offering to you: not higher wisdom, but the words of mortal man (karl marx). ...nahh just kidding go wherever you want with it. that said, reading paradise lost can't hurt!! while that's probably not what milton wanted you to get from it, it really does show you a great sympathetic devil!
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Pity The Saved, Not The Damned
It gave time for him to think, which was never a good thing anymore. It's how he ended up on this mission to begin with.
But there he was, thinking about the irony of it all. He wanted to escape away from Lucifer, and so far, the only way to do so, is to be stuck with him in Sam's mind.
At the very least, this way, the only one who gets hurt is Sam, and not anyone he cares about. And while Lucifer can taunt and try to trick him out of his autonomy, he can't physically hurt him. He can't lay destruction onto the world. And that's enough for Sam to keep going with his insane plan.
It only makes sense though, Sam thought, he's always ran to angelic and godly presences. Whether it was a holy ground, a scripture, sculpture, even a painting of anything holy, Sam was drawn in.
And while Lucifer is a fallen angel, he's still an angel. The one angel he'd love to avoid and have no part with is the one he's the most connected with.
Because God has a sense of humor that always bites Sam in the ass. It's cruel and ironic, Sam hates it.
This is chapter one to a fic I haven't posted yet, trying to get the bulk of it written before posting but I really like this part.
#Spn fic#sam winchester#Pity The Saved‚ Not The Damned#There's so many things in this fic so far that just make me insane#It's hard to explain I just can't wait until I post it#But it has a lot of warnings#Fics with Lucifer typically do when it comes to me#So yeah#Can't wait
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It is Time. It is time to talk about my Obey Me Mc.
So, y'all are gone hate me for this, but their name......drumroll please.....
Mckaylie.
Which can be shorted be Mc!!
Ok but really I just thought it would be hilarious to name them something that can be shortened to Mc. Because like. Everyone calls the maim character Mc. This is probably only funny to me but I'm sticking with it. Can also be called Kaylie/Kay.
I haven't actually probably drawn em yet, but I've been obsessed with Picrew lately and made a few that looks the most like them.
Their pronouns are they/she.
Physical description: a warm body tone and a bright amber red hair color. Their hair is dyed that color. They have olive green eyes and ha few tiny freckles on their nose. Their hair is long and tied in a high pony tail. Not pictured is their hair tie that has two ends the shot up like bunny ears. Their color palette is red and green. If theyre not wearing their RAD uniform theyre wearing their baggy green jacket and a black crop top with a red skirt, black thigh highs, and grey shoes. They wear a ribbon choker and dangling earrings, usually childish ones such a frogs, aliens, or cherries.
They're absolutely an chaotic little shit that's only like, 5'3. When they're not hiding "I believe" aliens stickers around the house of Lamentation and RAD they're actually really sweet! The hypeman every friend group needs. Their thoughtfulness comes out in big loud ways, and also in small silent ways too. They like to tag along with Mammon when he goes to photo shots, always there to hype him up behind the camera. Asmo and them have frequent gossip sessions while they do each other's nails and talk about RAD. They stay up all night listening to Levi ramble about anime, giving in their input whenever there's a pause to show that they're still listening. If they notice Lucifer's light still on they'll go and make him a cup of coffee before sitting down and helping him with his paperwork.
They were also very really angry at Belphie for killing them. But I swear that's a whole new post because I have THOUGHTS about that lol.
They're also incredible curious. Wanting to know anything and everything about the Devildom, and also the people around them. If they were a avatar of sin themselves, they would be the avatar of curiosity.
I tired to base my Mc on the Mc we play as in game rather than, myself. Which is the reasoning behind why they're such a hype man. (For some reason in a lot of events most your dialog is just hyping other characters up? Like in the recent egg event the second chapter is just you telling the characters how good theyre taking care of their pets. I can't go though that without creating a Mc whose like that lol)
As for why they're curious, Mc in game is also just really nosy? So I thought it would be funny if the reason why my Mc is so curious is because that's their sin.
Moving onto my other Oc, here is Vincent/Vin. Ok so Kaylie had this childhood best friend before getting yoinked into the Devildom, and that's Vincent.
Kaylie is like, 20 at the start of the game. Highschool really burnt them out so they didn't go to collage immediately after. But when they turn 20 they decide to give it another shot and starts implying to schools. They kind of just applied to a bunch of them and one of them happened to be RAD. Which is how you get the letter asking you sign it and send it back in game. It also explains why Lucifer has a file of you.
Since Kaylie left returning all letters till the last minute, they accidentally sign their name and sent it back.
When the year is up and they return home, they reunite with Vincent and tell him basically everything that happened during their year away. Vincent is not happy about the whole "demons kidnapped my best friend, stuck them in a school were demons talked about eating them, threatened, almost killed, and actually killed" thing. No matter how chill Mckaylie is about it.
But Vincent can see how much they miss their demons, and when the idea of going back to the Devildom comes up, he agrees to come back with them so they don't have to chose between him or their demons.
I haven't gotten to season 2 yet but I imagine that most of the plot is just "Vincent being lowkey pissed at the demons 24/7 while also being extremely cuddly towards Kaylie because they were gone for an entire YEAR! While Kaylie is just there trying to get their favorite people to get along."
Image description of Vincent: a pale skin tone with a beauty mark right under his left eye. His ears have multiple piercings and are frequently decked out. His hair is a messy of washed out blue from a dye job that never filly went away. His eye color is a deep blue. He always wears a tried expression on his face that squints a lot. This is because he doesn't have 20/20 vision but refuses to get glasses because he doesn't want to look like a nerd. His color palette is blue and yellow, with him frequently wearing yellow tee shirts and long sleeves. Besides wearing yellow he also likes pastels, and can wear a myriad of crazy colors. While Kaylie's colors are usually dark besides her hair, Vincent's the opposite, having deep dark hair and likes to wear light colors. He also likes funny graphic teas like hello kitty or egg print tees.
Personality wise Vincent is often labeled as dry or mellow, but has a fighting spirit if you piss him off. He can be quite controlling and stubborn, but backs off immediately if he notices he's upsetting the other person. He doesn't have much shame and will say what's on his mind often, often complimenting and admitting how much Kaylie means to him.
As for his and Kaylie's dynamic. They're childhood friends which means that they know that they're always going to be friends. Since they had so many fights growing up they know that no matter what they say to each other, in the end they will always apologize. So they don't have any issues with calling the other out on their bullshit. Vincent can read Kaylie very easily and knows when she's putting up with stuff that males her uncomfortable to be nice, while Kaylie can tell when Vincent is being manipulative and controlling because he's doing what he thinks is best. Probably slept together like, twice before realizing that they were better as friends. Vincent is surprisingly the Responsible One(tm) because Kaylie is so chaotic and also very clumsy. Frequently held back Kaylie from walking into traffic because she wasn't looking where she was going. While Kaylie stops Vincent from punching anyone that pisses him off.
(And that's all for now!! Wanted to get my Mc out there because I'm thinking of writing some fics solely focused on her because I have ideas!! As y'all can probably tell lol. If any of y'all want the Picrews for any of these just lemme know I should have all of them on file)
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and birth is the death of us.
SKELETON / APPLICATION* / DOSSIER (coming soon)
* (the app is 100% to be read on desktop for a better immersion and experience! i am so sorry for that, i will come up with a mobile-friendly version soon)
three-eyed omen :
haiyan (300), they / them.
BACKGROUND
morally corrupt cult leader (aren't they all) and also an actual (self-proclaimed) prophet. has made serious bank with this, their patrons range from noblemen to marines, anyone with enough gold to have access to them.
they are a miracle princess, they are a noble, they are a nobody - every single time you ask them about who are they, they will weave another story for you.
because of that, nothing much is known about haiyan's past, and granted they don't reveal much either. or rather they do talk a past that seemingly never existed, which only feeds into the insane allegations surrounding them.
their energy tho? rancid and very toxic, can be felt from miles away.
because of the cult they have been everywhere and anywhere, the chances are in the span of fifteen years that they have grown into the stronghold they are now, you have probably crossed paths or heard of them. maybe not.
(lowkey very magic.... all my magic stat girlies i bet u can feel it...)
a rigger but wouldn't move a single muscle to lift a fork if they deemed to heavy, yall pick your fights
they do have lots of money indeed, they also have committed atrocious crimes that they are wanted for - finds it all incredibly funny.
i don't really know what to tell you other that good luck and i am sorry.
PERSONALITY
if muzan and makima could have a baby, haiyan would be that. the perfect mixture of uncanny and very disturbing, also calm, collected and put-together for people to see.
when hozier said 'she's the giggle at a funeral' he was describing haiyan exactly. another media image that i have to describe them very well is when lucifer from constantine (2005) came up from hell and he had all that sass and all that underlying terrifying energy within him - that is them.
watch constantine if you haven't (ever this one was for you)
mmmm but they are very much pampered and spoiled and do throw insane fits like the spoiled princess their are (have i mentioned how spoiled they are) pyrrhus i am so sorry for all that you have to endure
loves to play little games, loves to put people against each other, loves the entertainment
weirdly loyal to the few she had selected to be loyal to
WANTED CONNECTIONS
i do have a google docs in the making for all the current and wanted connections, but i will throw some random ideas here and we could always develop from here (i am sorry i am always doing things last minute) but to be honest just throw me a random idea and i will 100% spin it and come up with something okay!!! also just!! those plots are completely open for adjustments and are regardless of gender <3
i have read your book, your prophecies, your wanted person poster / something along the lines of knowing them from somewhere or heard of them, maybe they also know of you but they could also be lying about that
you are so full of shit it makes me wanna k___ (answers might vary) / basically all of the bullshit they weave rubs you the wrong way but also you can't help to be drawn by them, very volatile very dangerous
now YOU are under my skin and i don't know what to do about this / working on the other way around, you managed to get under haiyan's skin (an incredible feat) and they struggle with those feelings (casualties might happen in such violent process)
feelings? / once again, this is a violent process for them - feelings and intimacy are a dangerous territory that they have poor control over and well this can be explored.
i see you and you see me, what to do with such thing? / this is your unexpected softness that will make things very complicated
you are ruination, and i know of what you done / maybe haiyan's prophecies have caused harm to someone you once knew and loved? or even yourself? (you can be someone you once knew and loved)
#/ INTRO.#bluedevilsintro.#do we have an intro tag#idk#i will edit everything tn i wanted to post it before i had torun errands!!!
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My original OC
Hey there folks! So this post is a little odd, I know it's nothing to do with my story, it's not a lewd thing, but hey it's my blog right?
Ok, so I started on Tumblr actually as a fandom blog, @mourgensternanon and its associated blogs. You can try looking it up, but the blog is long since deleted and deactivated. Obviously you can still find the old posts though.
From there I eventually wanted to do my own thing and deleted it, but the own thing I wanted to do, was play as my original character. He was meant to be a kind of fumbling wizard, a mix of a few different characters that I liked. His gimmick would be that he'd always get in trouble, but also always have some clever way of getting out of it.
That character was named John, and for a while it was just John. He was not popular... I tried for a while to get some, any traction with him. And for one or two people I did, @sunflowerup is one person I had the longest ever RP that I've done, and it's not even close. Our OCs clicked really well together, and we have an RP that is currently on hiatus I think, haven't heard from her in a while, that has been ongoing for over 5 years.
Now she is an amazing artist, and fantastic RPer. If you want to reach out to her, then go ahead, just BE POLITE! Do not ANY of you go and harass her! And I have commissioned a lot of art from her over the years, here's a few of them.
(In order: John, Alucard, Dracula, Harley Quinn, John)
I have kept John alive and kicking, wanting art of him and to use him, solely for my RP with her. Now as you know he's no longer the focus character of my account. He does still have a blog on here, I just sadly have no idea what email address I used to make it. I wanted a character that more people would like and be drawn to, and so that's when I made Jacwyn. Jacwyn was originally just a really feminine and lewd version of John that I could use and send to other people.
But eventually Jacwyn became his own person, and over time I wanted to write a story about him too. I wanted to write a story for John really, but I already felt like I was telling his story with @sunflowerup. I didn't want to erase any of that story or retread it, so I moved forward with Jacwyn.
The rest is largely history at this point. I still try to keep in contact with sunflower, but like I said, haven't heard from them in a bit, can't access the old John account yet, and here I am.
This was all really spur of the moment, I started thinking about my time on the platform and wanted to kind of make a post about it. Some of you might remember me all the way from the start, back with my Lucifer blog, others maybe John, but yeah.
If anyone wants to meet John, then feel free to ask. He's a much more serious and down to earth character than Jacwyn, and as you can see a lot more masculine. Either way, I'm proud of him, and I hope you guys at least found some enjoyment from this post.
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Lucifer x Angel!Reader
TRIGGER WARNING: HEAVY ANGST. BIG TRIGGER WARNING, MENTIONS OF THE BIG SAD (DEPRESSION), MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, MENTIONS OF SELF HARM, ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, STRONG LANGUAGE, DISSOCIATION, REALITY ISSUES AND NOT KNOWING IF SOMETHING IS REAL I DONT REMEMBER THE WORD.
PLEASE I BEG YOU, PROCEED WITH CAUTION
Not my proudest work.
You couldn't handle it anymore. You had a singular voice in your head, and now you were having a conversation. Besides all of the depression you had, even as an angel, you had a lot of problems, but your main one was the voice in your head. 'Hi depression, how you been? It's been a long time, we meet again' You asked in your head jokingly
I've been good, the fuck you been up to though. Lately you look like you're unstoppable. The voice taunted you You must not have checked your messages, I've been trying to get to you desperately. It paused for a moment before saying. It's time you came and repaid your debt to me.
"I just want to be left in peace." You mumbled outloud. 'Why the fuck you got to mess with me?' You thought, just as your vision flashed and your surroundings seemed to be covered in blood. "I'm so sick and tired of you testing me!" Your voice raised and the lights flickered. "Don't get to smile, don't get to sleep!" You shouted, your mind was the worst place to be, and at this point, you couldn't take it anymore.
Sounds like you just need stress relief. It said in a menacing tone. Cut yourself, or maybe take some pills, because no one cares if you die or live, waste of space, another useless soul. It paused before saying darkly. The world is better if you just go. Your heard sped up, and you quickly turned around in your room in the bunker and started to panic as things started to fly around.
Tears started to stream down your face. 'Why you an asshole making it easy?' You think as you wipe your tears. "As long as I'm breathing my family needs me." You whisper. Images of Sam, Dean, and Cas flash through your mind. but then an image of Lucifer goes through your mind, did he love you? did he hate you? You always got mixed signals. It didn't matter in the here and now.
Give it a week, they'll forget you're gone, forget your name, forget your songs. It started. You think you're loved, but that's just a lie. It paused, a shadow appeared in front of you and took a step towards you and a face became clear. Lucifer. I cross my heart and I hope you die.
You backed away and buried your face in your palms and sobbed. Was he really doing this to you? Or was he a figment of your imagination?
You can't cope with this, you can't cope with change. You got knots to tie, you got ropes to hang. He said as he walked back to you and towered in front of you.
You were going counter what he said with 'but what do I do when I can't get a job' since you haven't been any use since The Fall. 'and I can't get the fuck out of my house.' "I'm losing it slowly, my life is unfolding. This isn't what I am about" You cried.
Woah, tone it down, you gonna bust a vein, it's just your fate this isn't just your face. You knew this wasn't Lucifer now. He always used to tell you that your fate was never sealed as words of comfort and call you his mighty little angel. I'm drawn to you, and you belong to me. I hope you see that you're stuck with me. It said as it grabbed your wrists and forced you to look at him.
His eyes turned red as the lights flickered out. The voice inside your head. I am the poison in your veins, I toy with your emotions, I take pleasure in your pain. It grabbed your chin and trailed its hand to your neck and gripped your neck and pulled you forwards before shoving you into the wall, you gasped as all the air in your lungs left you. I will make you.. Just another fallen angel. It said as it threw you across the room
"Get out of my head!" You screamed as you gripped your hair, tears falling down your head. 'Its not real, It's not real.' You kept telling yourself.
Hold up man, I'm not done with you. I'm going to do what I'm going to do. It taunted you as you got up and looked at where he was last. He wasn't there. You took a step forwards but two hands around your waist pulled you back.
"I'm not comfortable." You mumbled angrily as you wiped your eyes. "All I ever do is run from you." You said as you removed his arms from around your waist and turned. Your fire from before igniting again inside you. "I can't accept this, I crave acceptance. I stay expecting the same exact thing. The same rejection, the same deflection, the name infection, my brain's defecting." You shouted. There was sounds of wings and you glance over and see Lucifer. Your Lucifer. You falter for a moment before his look alike raised a hand and your Lucifer was forced out of the room.
Don't you want to come play with me? The voice taunted again, walking closer, his eyes burning redder. We can see the world, at least the darker side of it. He grinned. I got in and left a mark inside your head. He said while putting a finger to his temple as he bent down to your height. And I'm not leaving till the heart comes out your chest. He whispered. You pushed him back before he continued. I've seen your soul, it isn't worth your keeping it. He paused and looked at you with a menacing grin And your incompleteness is what's been completing
The voice inside your head. I am the poison in your veins, I toy with your emotions, I take pleasure in your pain. He seemed to be repeating the same line from before, it seemed he was really set on trying to break you. so far- I will make you.. Just another fallen angel. -He was winning.
You got a moment of clearance and saw that the Lucifer look-alike was flickering. You saw that the door was moving, like it was being hit. You went to rush to the door to open it when everything went back. You fell to the floor and couldn't reach for the door. "Lucifer!" You screamed. The voice was in the back of your head. You were struggling to keep it from escaping the back of your mind. You needed to remember none of that was real. "Get out of my head!" You screamed as you felt a pain in your leg as it was basically tugging you back.
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Lucifer had gotten a glimpse of you, you had been crying and screaming at something, he could hear you all the way from Hell. The sight of you had been heartbreaking. You were suffering so much from the voice in your head.
Of course he knew about the voice in your head, every time you were near him, he could hear the voice telling you all of these horrible things and how it wished you were dead.
The voice was so loud right now, he could hear it. It was making him even angrier.
Lucifer focused as much as he could before he raised a hand to the door and it burst into flames before it cracked and chunks of wood flew into your room. Lucifer walked in to you on the floor gripping an angel blade to your chest with tears in your eyes. He could see the shadow kneeling behind you, guiding your hands with the blade in them to your neck.
I will take you.. You can be my fallen angel. It said as it adjusted its hands to help plunge the blade through your neck. Lucifer had cast the shadow away and he snapped his fingers and it vaporized. He rushed over to you. Tears blurring your vision. he grabbed your hands and guided them away from your neck. He squeezed your hands comfortingly and you immediately dropped the angel blade.
He sat down behind you and wrapped his arms around you and made sure to have a hold on your hands so you couldn't do anything to hurt yourself. You started to shake and sob. He held you tighter and you dug your nails into his arms as you sobbed. "You're okay, I'm here and you're safe, I promise," He said as he let go of your hands and you immediately twisted around and wrapped your arms around his neck and he placed one hand on your back and used the other to fiddle with your hair. "You're safe, my Mighty Little Angel."
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Celestial Blessing mechanic, can it be saved?
I've been giving it a lot of thought. NTT Solmare went through the trouble of labeling it "our NEW mechanic" on the page which leads me to believe this is here to stay.
But can it be fixed?
I think so. 🤔
For a first attempt....yeah it's still awful, but I want to see it as a learning opportunity.
Problem 1: The rewards aren't that great...
What makes a good reward? I would like to think it's something not easily obtainable in game, such as :
UR Demon voucher
UR Cards
UR Card pieces
SSR Demon voucher
SSR cards
SSR Card pieces
Backgrounds
Icons
Majolish items
DP
D-Energy
Demon Vouchers
However, most of the boxed rewards are cheap Akuzon items and rewards from both Normal and Hard mode. They water down the chances you have of getting the rarer items and waste your pulls. And there's SO many.
Problem 2. The amount of prizes in each box.
Each box has a massive 250 items inside, with only 1 or 2 of the really great items and 5-10 of the uber cheap items.
If we cut out all the cheap items, there really isn't that much left--so there needs to be a good balance. But how can we do that?
Problem 3: Locked progression
If you want to move onto the next box, you have to gain the item with a sticker, which is probably the rarest item in the box-- in other words "lowest drop rate". So if your rng sucks, you're doomed from the start unless you begin a steady pump of money into the game.
Problem 4. Locked half of it away!
I understand wanting everyone to savor it and not devour it in a single inhale like Beel would dinner. However without the whole event from the beginning, you limit how many bouquets are actually obtainable.
Problem 5: balancing
The amount of bouquets needed to do a pull vs how many items there are per box is totally out of whack. Its literally impossible to get all you want without sinking irl cash into it.
So what's the solution?
1. Space out the good rewards.
Rather then dump them all in clumps and then give the extra great items later on out of reach--space it out.
2. While you're doing that, also cut a LOT of the cheap items--or at the very least organize it and minimize.
My suggestion would be to do theme boxes. Each box represent a character and what they like. Since Mammon was our first pact, he would be box 1.
For this event that would mean:
the Santa icon
The Christmas with Mammon background
The cat butler icon
The cat butler background
His SR card
His akuzon gifts
Dp
And Yellow themed Devil Tree items.
While it's a plump box, it's not over filled as long as you don't require a shit ton of pulls on them (I'm looking at those gems, Grimm and akuzon items.)
Continue on with boxes this way.
Levi, Beel, Asmo, Satan, Belphie and Lucifer...with an 8th box being strictly extra stuff: surprise guest items, Devil tree items, Grimm, Story Keys, and such--the things that you can get in game but having extra would help.
That would make up part 1 of the event and then use part 2 for the other characters.
Solomon, Luke, Simeon, Barbatos and Diavolo. With the 6th box repeating as it does right now. Or you could hold off on Lucifer and put him between Barbatos and Diavolo for an even amount.
With this set up, people aren't wading through a sea of DT and Akuzon items for EVERY character for each box, but they still have a chance to obtain them once the rush of getting them rare items is done. You want people to play as much as possible and make it enjoyable, why would I farm in regular battles when I can obtain special items (keys) that whatever is left over turns into grimm?
3. If you're going to require the rarest item to be drawn to progress, then you HAVE to lessen the amount of items available. I've pulled almost 200 times and have all the backgrounds and icons from Box 1 but still no Simeon card.
Or you could ask for a certain amount of pulls as a safety measure (youve pulled 10 times and haven't gotten it? That's OK, you can skip now)
4. You run into the problem of Ap amounts with a 4 part event, but you open the possibility of more bouquets being available. Why would you lock half of it away for half the time? That's tying both legs and ordering a marathon?
Again, I understand the need for people to not rush it and get bored
4.5 add extra battles if you insist on locking away the other half of the event. Allow 6 battled at 8ap rather than just 3. That would be double battles for the same amount of story. When you do the update to unlock the next story sections, adjust the amount of battles so they're the result 3 battles.
5. Even if it wasn't locked away, and it was only a 2 part event--the amounts you're asking for are insane. Even with all 6 cheat cards and using up the 18 free dp a day available, it's impossible to gather enough bouquets to clear all 6 boxes in the first half of the event. If you save every single one, you have a better chance of box B, but you'll lose out on everything in Box A?
You need to look at the amount of items you have, and figure up how many battles you have. What amount would make it difficult, but not impossible to clear all the boxes in the timeframe?
Now adjust the amount that the cheat cards give. You want them to help without making it TOO easy. Yet don't make it so hard that you REQUIRE them to pass.
Tl;Dr
Yes, but it's gonna require some tweaking and scaling to make fair for F2P players. I think themed boxes would help keep it easy to manage and less annoying with rng Chances. But I know there needs to be an adjustment for how many bouquets (or whatever comes next with HDD 2022) per battle, so that people aren't forced to spend a lot of irl cash.
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Hey guys! I'm back with a new fic! and a dress I drew to go with it!
This is the dress! I haven't drawn in years but I hope you like it!
Moonlit Dance
There was another party at the Demon Lord's Castle and the dress code was formal. So The Brothers and MC were dressed up, and on their way to the party.
Once they arrived they all split off into different directions. Lucifer went straight to Diavolo's side. Mammon disappeared into the crowd. Levi went to a corner and started playing video games. Satan was casually talking with a few acquaintances of his. Asmo was busy with the noble ladies that had surrounded him when they walked in. Beel went straight to the food, eating it all. Belphie followed Beel and fell asleep on one of the Nearby chairs.
Mc spent their time with the other exchange students, dancing with those who asked. All of Mc's friends had asked to dance with them all but one, Barbatos. They had wanted to dance with the handsome butler. Even going as far as to wear his color, dark forest green dress in hopes to catch his attention. But he was busy tending to his Lord and the guests.
So after some time they snuck out of the ballroom and found a nice hide away on a windowsill. Sitting down and pulling their legs up, MC leaned their face against the glass and let their mind drift away. Waiting for the ball to end so they could go home.
Barbatos had noticed MC wasn't in the ballroom and went looking for them. He had noticed the beautiful dress they had worn and wanted to spend a little time with them, maybe even share a dance. Rounding the corner Barbatos stops in his tracks, eyes widening.
There on the windowsill was MC, looking like an angel. The moonlight coming through and highlighting all their features. Their face peaceful against the glass. The skirt of MC's dress looked like green waves as they covered their legs and drifted onto the floor.
Closing his mouth, wondering when it had fallen open. Barbatos made his way towards MC making his presence known. MC opened their eyes and gazed at him. Barbatos lost himself in the gorgeous depths.
MC looked up at Barbatos, slightly embarrassed at being caught sneaking away. Barbs offered them his hand and helped them stand up. Leading them to the garden.
Once at the garden, Barbatos asked MC to dance. Of course they agreed, Barbatos pulling them close and guiding them. They shared a beautifully slow dance amongst the flowers under the full moon, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes.
Instead of heading back to the ballroom they stayed in the garden, dancing with the light of the moon. Their last dance of the evening ended, the time slipping away so fast. Barbatos pulled MC close, giving them a soft loving kiss and whispered into their ear,
"I love you truly and deeply."
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I dont even think that Konrad is a good batman, batman is a kind caring man that tries his best at fighting crime. and Konrad is a light yagami kinnie that forgets to take his aripiprazole
i mean. i don't like batman a lot (his basic concept just comes off as an asshole to me and i have no interest in his comics characterization because long running superhero comics are something i'm wholly unable to get into; specific instances of batman outside the comics vary greatly as well)
...but yeah, saying Konrad is Batman, while a comparison that makes sense, is pretty deeply reductionist
i would say Konrad is more similar to the Punisher, given their ruthless methods and general cynical attitude Batman doesn't quite achieve, but even then there's a childishness to Konrad that he has more in common w Batman than w the Punisher
that said i'd say comparing Konrad to Light Yagami is also reductionist?
Konrad doesn't have a god complex last time i checked, he has more of a... like, an "avenging lucifer" Necessary Evil complex. Light Yagami thinks himself wholly a force for good (as far as I know; i haven't seen Death Note, lol), and thinks his actions deserve praise, but Konrad is mostly aware of how god-awful he is, and is as far as i know somewhat disgusted with who he is; he just thinks his actions are justified, because there are people out there who are worse (or, alternatively, because everybody else is worse; there's a very abrupt switch he pulls off, like many other traitor primarchs do, shortly before Horus's heresy erupts, and while it has an in-universe reason -- his freak-out that leads to him blowing up Nostramo -- once you look at it doylishly it's pretty clear it's the result of trying to reconciliate two very different outlooks, attributed both to the same character, in the smallest timeframe possible). he does have a superiority thing, but that's something, frankly, all the primarchs share, sans maybe Vulkan.
and AFAIK, Light Yagami's reason for going apeshitt was the media and his own sense of morality making him decide the world would be better off without thieves or criminals; meanwhile, konrad grew up homeless in fucking Nostramo, so he developed these opinions firsthand; and that does change things a bit between them. it's like... Konrad's been made apocalyptically cynical by life circumstance, Light's just a doomer, you know?
doesn't mean konrad isn't a very deeply just cruel and uncaring person though. which, let's be real, he is (most of the primarchs are, if not, to some extent or other, all of them). just means that his motives to be cruel and uncaring and do harm are different enough from light yagami's for it to be worth pointing out, at least to me
AGAIN, though, parallels drawn between characters who weren't written with the intention of being paralelled will always end up being a very reductive endeavour because there's just so much you inevitably omit when paralelling two characters. so y'know, calling kcurze Nastey Batboy is pretty valid considering the aesthetic inspiration curzey pulls from mr wayne
idk what aripiprazole is
also if what you were expecting was an analysis of Konrad's methods for """""""peacekeeping""""""" i can provide but i just went off on what felt right for my first read of this ask LMAO
#ask#yestheantichrist#sorry i dont like batman. if it helps i dont like iron man either#''who do you like'' Shade the Changing Girl#i haven't read the og comics but my comics phase happened around the time STCG came out#it rocked my fucking miiiiiiiiiiind#i think she's still my ao3 icon#and marvelwise i love Gwenpool so god damn much#''but like superheroes people have actually heard of??'' superman#less so the portrayals where he's an inequivocally good messianic figure or a stoic defender of whatever#moreso stuff like American Alien#(the series that kickstarted my love of superman--#i have a panel printed out blown up and on glossy poster paper pinned to my wall)#or uhh. i forget the name of this series but i think it was his post-crisis origin series? it's been a whiiiile#superman/batman was good for superman being silly/petty/a cool guy#obviously the 1930s comics#i have somewhere stashed away a reprint of action comics 01 through 05 and it's been years since i've read em but they're still very fun#lois is a huge girlboss lol#i haven't yet read Red Son but i'm a little scared of my own future opinion of it#all star superman was a little too him being jesus for me to like#but it was fine#for the man who has everything is really good#like damn it hits. it hits#it hits especially when you consider what krypton means to superman yk#and whatever happened to the man of tomorrow and death of superman i both respect less for what they do for clark as a character#and more just because of how funny it is that SUPERMAN COMICBOOK GRAPHIC DEATH#i also didnt read death of superman in any context i just bought a reprint of it and read it and it like#doesn't stick in my mind any further than the general concept of doomsday killing the shit out of superman. i liked that part#bc im terrible and love 2 make my faves suffer#ok i shut up now
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