#lucifer 🌟

[ianitos]

“Knowledge is a thirst you should never fully quench.”

─ Lucifer

[blue-bird1967]

Let me crawl inside your veins I'll build a wall, give you a ball and chain Just let me hold you

Like a hostage

[berrycake99]

Korn album inspired. Lucifer turned 🧸's head into a duckie🦆🌟

I had to do Alastor twice 'cuz my dumb ass deleted a layer by mistake and tweaked tf out

[askobeymelucifer]

*Star just turned looking up at Lucifer before going* “Meow.” *After just hanging out in Lucifer’s office for hours being quiet*

"i...wha..ii..uhm..m...mreow..?"

Lucifer meowed back in absolute confusion

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

Wow people ask invasive questions!

On a sweeter note,

We've heard a bunch of peoples opinions on pancakes, but how about crepes and waffles?

I know Alastor doesn't like sweets, but crepes can be savory! (Maybe good for sinner meat??)

🌟

"I'm good with any of the above."

"I suppose a savory crepe might be acceptable."

"Yeah, I'll eat any of those! I just prefer pancakes."

[theirmadness]

the morning light shines on @ofprevioustimes.

the red waste, an unforgiving place.

a place one comes to die. yet, even the barren land, beaten down by a ferocious sun, is a welcome sight. so long, he'd spent in darkness.

the sight of the sun, even in such a place, brings tears to his eyes.

even the red waste, feels like victory. a sweet victory.

and one he intends to share with her. every agonising second of every eon spent in his fiery prison has been spent thinking of naught else.

daenerys targaryen, the princess that was promised. his queen. and his salvation. from afar, he can see the haggard army she leads. the dothraki horde her husband had led is no longer. all that is left to her is the cuts the khals who left did not want. the weak, children, and the old. what hope could she hold in such a place? across the lands, he felt her plea. she prayed to gods that were deaf to her cries...

all but one. he heard her pleas. he waits, standing his ground. a man, like any other, with fine, silver hair down to his broad shoulders. he is tall, slender the way a warrior is. hands are clasped in front of himself.

he is waiting. he has no weapon on him, only his clothes. they were black, ingrained with fine golden details in the tunic. on his chest is embroided in fine golden thread, a dragon. when the first rider comes upon him, lucifer looks up at him with golden eyes. eyes of molten lava, matching the fire that doomed him and his empire of old. the lava runs in his veins. gold, amber, orange. glowing, burning, cold.

when they come, she doesn't come alone.

lucifer smirks, and he watches. she has loyal men around her. it does not surprise him. she inspires loyalty. on her shoulder, a baby dragon.

it can't be more than a few days old, yet it was curious, eyes watching him. it knows him. the shriek it lets out tells him so. wordlessly, a pale hand outstretches towards her and her beautiful silver horse. the one on her shoulder, the black dragon, takes flight, and lands on his hand.

its claws dig into his flesh, and lucifer makes a sound. drogon, chirps at him, as if he understands. lucifer stroked his small head, allowing the dragon to nuzzle into his hand, climbing up his arm so he nestles in silver hair that almost matches the colour of daenerys'. finally, he looks at her again. his eyes flash blood red, then orange again. when he speaks, his voice is soothing, calm. there is nothing in the world.

nothing but her. nothing but them. the world stands still.

❝ daenerys. ❞ he says her name as if it's a prayer, full of joy, full of delight. he takes a step forward. he hears the sound of arakhs being drawn, a greatsword being unsheathed. a flick of his wrist, and they're frozen in place. he walks towards her with determination.

a soothing word, a soothing touch, her silver under his thrall. he moves with grace, climbing atop her ride, settling in behind her.

his arms envelop her slender waist, taking the reigns from her hands. gently. his chest is pressed into her back, his lips brushing over her ear. when he speaks to her, it's in her mother tongue, his accent is perfect, unblemished, as if its his tongue, too. ❝ fly. ❞ he speaks it so softly, it's almost a whisper. her silver starts running as fast as a racing wind, faster than she ever has, and all is left behind. he can feel the way she is frozen, whether in fear or awe, he cannot tell.

she has the good sense not to move, or to attempt to fight.

when they arrive at their destination, her silver stops slowly. the red waste blends into lush greenery. the place before them is nothing short of a paradise. for now, it's all green, tall trees. there are birds singing, and the sound of rushing water ahead. lucifer slides off the horse and with strong, firm hands, pulls daenerys off as well.

his touch lingers, his eyes lost in hers. do you not remember me? he whispers in her mind. have you forgotten? he'd reached out to her, with what little strength and power he had left, throughout all of the years she had grown into the woman she is today. in dreams, he had been with her. he scan scarcely believe he is here, touching her now.

one hand touches her soft cheek. his hand feels like ice and fire. it's cool, but it burns, and he shudders when he feels the warmth of her.

her skin is like sunlight, and he drinks greedily from it.

just as her horse drinks from the sky blue waters. he lets go of her, and takes a step aside, allowing her to take in the vision before her. for miles and miles, the greenery stretched out before them. plain ground stretched out and rolled into hills, mountains, forests. the red waste felt like a dream left behind. there was nothing but nature.

❝ this is my gift to you, and your people. ❞ still in valyrian, he keeps his distance, though it's a painful thing, hands clasped in front of him again as he watches her. after so long in such a barrel land, does the soft grass feel like paradise to her? he wants to ravish her thoughts.

to know her intimately would not be enough.

❝ this, is my thanks, to you, my sweet. it is yours, as i am. ❞ then, he stands behind her, his long arm reached to the tree just above her head. there, he brings down a peach. it's round and bigger than her hand, succulent and so sweet. he places it in her palm, whispering in her ear. ❝ whatever you shall ask of me, daenerys stormborn, you shall have. a castle, grander than any ever built? it is yours. ❞ there, in the distance, out of thin air, a castle with ivory walls that glistened in the sunlight appears before them. it's the most grandiose building ever built. the walls are irovy, and the roofs are golden. it's gone, just as quick as it had been there. ❝ is it a throne you want? ❞ and now, the iron throne, right before her eyes, with the skulls of the dragons...

they were on full display, banners of house targaryen decorating the great room. there are knights kneeling before her, one of each great house. and all around them, people clamoring for her, for her name.

❝ or, perhaps, you want something simpler... ❞ gone again was the throne, replaced by the house with the red door, and the lemon tree.

there's a child with silver hair that looks a lot like her dead brother running past them, laughing loudly. and the cry of dragons above, far more than just three. his fingers gently brush her chin, tilting her chin upwards, her eyes meeting his again. the visions are gone, and they are back in the clearing. ❝ i am your humble servant. ❞ his thumb brushes over her lower lip, as he bends to one knee before her.

the wind brushes his silver hair, and from thin air, he pulls out a sword greater than any sword she has ever seen. the pommel is a golden dragon, and the blade dances in the sunlight. it seems aflame. lucifer places it at her feet. ❝ i live and die for your love, starlight. ❞ he bows his head humbly, bearing not just his sword, but himself.

[bittcnneck]

Here is how our king and his precious princess would be dressing up for the ball their fabulous hostess @cannibalxroses is hosting! As much as Lucifer would love to ask Rosie out... He can not miss the opportunity to be with his darling daughter during this.

[ianitos]

(this is upg/spg)

the epithets & aspects of luciferus 💫🕯️👁️

aspects

light bringer ≻ the forerunner of Sol, he who brings the morning and evening. god of light and sun transitions.

enlightener ≻ due to his light bearing, he is known as the enlightener of knowledge and wisdom. who aids those who seek to gain knowledge.

witch father ≻ within Italian mythos/folklore, he fathers the goddess Aradia in some depictions of the folklore. and can be linked due to ties to light, as such (and ties to the sun -> ties to Sol -> ties to Helios - who is known as the "witch father" loosely).

guide of the dead ≻ torch bearer and lover of humanity, who serves as a guide for the dead to get to the gates of the underworld, similar to Mercurius.

epithets

"the Wise"

"Celestial Light"

"Cloaked in Rays"

"Wings of Velvet"

"the Liberator"

"Torchbearer"

"Bearer of Love"

"Lover of Humanity"

"Horned Poet"

"Humanity’s Watcher"

"of the Dead"

"of the Underworld"

"Who Guides the Dead"

"Sacred Marriage"

"Leader of Stars"

"the Grand Scholar"

"Guardian of Air"

"the Enlightened One"

"Guardian of the Lost"

"Prince of Promises"

[gctchella]

peggy said that animation is how they saw emily and she's not wrong

[n9ph-archived]

[blue-bird1967]

If you find it hard to swallow, I can loosen up your collar 'Cause as long as you're still breathing Don't you even think of leaving

[angeloftrumpets]

[askobeymelucifer]

“Maybe because of how my teeth are all sharp. Like a wolf or a fox, one of the many animals with a bad reputation, but can actually be pretty sweet. But I don’t know, I like to think I look approachable enough.” *Star had looked back up at Luci before giving him a smile to show his shark teeth*

(I will be calling the teeth I gave Star Shark teeth. I also apologize for how odd some of my asks are, I guess I feel comfortable enough to express how I feel even though more than one person can see it.)

"I mean.. In my opinion, you look as approachable as a Teddy bear, and besides, wolves and foxes can always have those tiny sweet sides, yes? And I must say, your teeth are very nice, dear."

(I have had weirder asks, dear. I promise, this isn't odd or weird. And, I can understand that)

[demonic-obsession]

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[theirmadness]

the fuckening ft @firstsoncain. ♡

cain has always been special.

he's gotten special treatment from day one. even after all this time, with his rebellion and his rejections, he still gets special treatment. call him sentimental, but lucifer really thinks they have something...

special. he makes a point out of undressing with his bare hands. no tricks, no power. he steps out of the slacks he's wearing and walks towards cain, a soft expression on the archangel's face as he cups cain's cheeks. eyes search his face. is there any sign of disgust? or any, small as it might be, sign of rejection? he slowly smirks when he finds nothing but need emininating from the other. cain, in all his ego and his wounded feelings, still wants lucifer just as badly as before.

and what is he, if not a service top? lucifer grabs a fistful of his hair and kisses cain like he hasn't kissed someone in a very long time.

a forked tongue explores the inside of a mouth he knows so well, as he presses the line of his body flush into cain's, letting him feel the new preferred vessel and how the angel is already... excited. his cock is straining against cain's stomach, an affirmation that his feelings hadn't changed, either. when he breaks the kiss, a forked tongue licks his lips, tasting a hint of eden on his lips. maybe that was why he was so obsessed with adam and eve's first born son. ❝ turn around, darling. i wanna remind myself what you look like from behind. ❞

lucifer is incredibly gentle with the way he touches cain's hair.

[petitprincess1]

More That Anything - Charlie and Lucifer duet!

This episode is so adorable! I'm so happy we got to see Luci! He's just about as adorkable as his daughter with a lovely splash of 🌟depression🌟