#lucifurr

[unbecoming-kiley]

Lost my sweet baby boy today. 💔 He was my first fur-baby & the sweetest lil man ever. We went through a lot these last 12 years. Im missing him so much already. Life will never be the same. Love you forever, lil man. 💔 See you on the other side.

[maxwaspace]

When you get the chance I'd love to hear any details about your Tumblr avatar you're willing to share, I'm curious :D

Lucifurr is my avatar for the mobile game Dungeon Dogs and the closest thing I have to a fursona.

He has a cool scythe I unlocked in game that I decided can shoot fireballs. His alignment is chaotic good and he has a framed wanted poster of himself. His name comes from one of the random names from Dungeon Dogs' sister game Castle Cats. Lucifurr doesn't have any bias against cats despite the current tyranny.

[archaiclumina]

Elu's Master Post 2 - El-ectric Boogaloo

(no I am not sorry for the bad pun.)

Henlo frens! I’m Elu! I'm probably old enough to be your aunt! I'm happily married to this ⋆˙⟡♡ rad dude ♡⟡⋆˙ and the proud co-owner of a menagerie of cats!

I made this blog to house pretty pictures and reblog the cool creations our community makes! That's it's purpose! That's what it does!

Some other stuff to know:

This whole blog runs via schedule and queue! I love the queue! I worship the queue! I keep my queue well stocked! It reblogs aesthetics for my OCs and writing set in the world of Hydaelyn!

I also like to schedule my reblogs of other people's creations instead of reblogging things immediately! It's just what I like to do! I have a few blocks of time I use each week to check out the FFXIV tags and my mutuals' blogs, during those blocks I schedule posts with supportive tags to pop up at random throughout the week. Why do I do this? Well, it costs me absolutely nothing to be kind to strangers, and it makes me feel nice too, so I like to do it and I think I'm gonna keep on doing it! (Suck it, Ayn Rand.) If for any reason this behaviour bothers you, feel free to block me!! nw! I’m a big proponent of curating my space the way I like it and have no issue with others doing the same! No hard feelings! c:

Which brings me to my next point. I come here to decompress and so I try to keep it a positive and stress free place. I rarely even talk about my own real life issues on here, and I actively shy away from discussing topical subjects with most people who I haven't known a long time! Although I tend to happily follow back any member of the XIV community who follows me, I do actually curate my own space very closely! I tend to block folks who post things I find squick, or behave in a manner that makes me anxious. There's no ill will intended. I just want to keep the vibe on my dash aligned with my own personal preferences.

[who-fucking-knows-at-this-point]

Vigilante Izuku: I love all my children equally

Vigilante Izuku: However, Lucifurr did attempt to set endeavor on fire so.

Hitoshi: I'm sorry. Lucifurr did what!?

Vigilante Izuku: It was a good attempt and if it were anyone else it would have worked

Vigilante Dabi: Well he is certainly my favourite of the brood now!

[haunted-wolfpup]

i know art trends and am definitely very punctual with them.

[chemicallady]

Heyyy, would you possibly be able to do a Noah Sebastian story that is like a brothers best friend dynamic? I live eat and breathe this stuff lol

I WANNA FEEL LOVE AGAIN

Couple: Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: slight mention of sexual intercorse. Nothing too deep, I'm saving it for next Chapters

Summary:  you're a real mess, your life is turning into a living hell, so your brother Matt convinces you to move in with him in LA and start working for the band he's taking care of

A/N: I dont wanna spoil to much in here, because... Well, you' ll see. English is not my native language and no one peer review this ff. It's gonna be a world of fun, I already know it!

Important! I don't know Noah or Matt or any of the real people portrayed un this story. This is fictional!

Enjoy then 😏

Ouch, I've lost myself again

You've always been around, unseen. Having a brother like Matt could be a blessing and a nightmare in equal parts. You were feeded with stories about gigs and musicians while grow up with your older brother, who is dear to you in a way that actually you cant explain. Matt as always been your twin flame even if you are younger than him. You grew up looking at him with a lot of respect and it broke your heart when he left Texas, moving to California. At the time you werent ready for the big change and your brother's friend were still a bit mysterious to you.

You were used to spend as much time as possible in his company, but with this fresh start for him, you just fell into the ordinary. Nothing against your life, by the way; your parents always supporting, best friends ready to drive you to the closer pub and deliver the best night possible, a lovely boyfriend who adored you in any meaning.

You loved the shit out of Shawn. He was your person, the one always there when you were in need. Your high school sweetheart. Maybe he wasnt your first kiss or your first fuck but he was the one who made you feel like it was worthy, living for someone else. The one who pushed you to improve yourself for your own sake, that helped you in finding a job for the local tattoo shop as a piercer when the school was over.

You did everything in your power to be the best girlfriend possible. You decoreted your shared flat in the warmest way possible. You turned down a good scholarship for that college in Montana, pissing your parents and brother for this lost opportunity. You gave up to your dream to be a writer because he had to stay in Texas and take care of his mom. You helped him through the loss, when she die.

But it wasn't enough.

You loved the shit out of Shawn and he loved you in return, but it wasn't enough.

Your relationship suffered a slow, agonizing death with multiple attempt of reanimation. Vacations togheter, a bigger flat, a cat.

Nothing compensate the distance between the two of you and he was the one brave enough to call it for a quit. You knew was gonna happen but it didn't hurt you less. Moving back to your parents, while quitting your job just to avoid to meet him everyday, took you to the bottom. Then the shutdown decided to kick you while you were already down, spending days in bed just listen music or watching anime whitout any chance to go out with your friends or for just a walk.

Everyone was really worried about you. You lose weight and that energy that always marked you.

And you stayed there, drowing in your own misery until Matt decided that enough was enough.

《 Pack your shit, you're moving in with me to LA. You're done making mom and pops that upset.》

The end of fall 2021 signed your rebirth. Matt found a bigger apartment for the two of you and Lucifurr, your vicious black cat which has an obsession in chewing cables and destroy everything paper made. You have always want to leave nearby the ocean and Malibu had a ton of opportunities to offer you. You started a yoga class the same week you moved, in order to make some new friends. Accoding to Matt, there are a lot of things to do around the band he is working with, Bad Omens.

You offer yourself as a merchgirl, but since you're a good writer an even better in tolerate people bullshit (you have to be karmatic, all the teens who came to get a piercing to the shop have always made a scene in front of needles), you could be perfect as a PR/assistant for the band. You remember them barely because someway somehow, these are the guys who steal all the time Matt has. Time that you never get.

You remember this four guys with long hair, basic metalheads, except for the drummer. You remember when you gave him the nostril after a show in 2015, maybe 16, and he took it like a champ whitout complaining. You remember the singer, this slenderman type of guy with beautiful long hair that looks like silk. You've never felt more envy of someone else hair like that. And also the other three guys were nice, especially Vincent. The only one who you can connect to a familiar face because you two got a nice conversation on tattoos when you visited Matt, three years ago.

They are nice.

You've heard stories about them at every phone call.

But still, thieves of precious moments that you want have again in your life again between you and your brother.

All the missing birthday, all the call postponed due to technical issues. He wasn't there to pick up your pieces when Shawn get a rid of you.

And Matt wasn't supposed to, but being selfish, you wish he was there.

But he is now and this is enough to bring the light back to your life. The long talks after dinner, movie nights, everything is back to the normal between you two since you moved and it's restoring.

With this wave of good mood, even if you havent forgotten Shawn yet, you enroll to gym, so you can work out after yoga.

And is in this specific place that you meet Eric.

The first time you caught him lurking at you you were running on the thremill.

There is something familiar in him but still, you dont know anyone in LA. You were the one who actually landed the first conctact with this new alien subject, so introvert to avoid your eyes.

《 Today is hot as hell, right?》

Talking about the weather is the easiest card to play. He smiled a bit shily to you before answering. 《 Don't tell me, I hate how hot is in here. Are you new? I've never seen you around》

《 I just moved in with my brother, actually. 》

《 You're a southie for sure. I like your accent.》

You giggle at his words, while he gets some confidence, passing a hand through this short hair. 《 you got me. You don't sound californian as well》.

《 Maybe because I'm not》. There was a moment in which he seemed to be doubtful, like he changed his mind and he didn't want actually to talk with you. He looked at you with a weird expression, like he realised something was off. 《 What's your name?》, he asked then, almost suspicious.

And then you lied. You rarely give your real name to strangers. A self defence mechanism for girls. 《 Vanessa. You?》

He looked more relaxed, 《 Eric.》

《 Nice to meet you Eric... Do you know a nice bar around? 》

《 Maybe I know a place 》 he reflected, smiling a bit malicious. He was definitely flirting. 《 Can offer you a beer or something? Just to welcome you in town.》

You are not ready for a new story yet, but after almost a year after you broke up with Shawn, you needed at least some human conctact. Eric was nice with you since the beginning. He invited you to this dive bar after the gym a couple of times, not far from your place. He paid for you a couple of cocktails while having a real nice Conversation. A superficial one, about the tattoos that covered him. About living in LA. You mentioned your brother a couple of times and he talked about his roomates and all the crazy things they have done during the pandemic.

He told you he is a Producer and you told him you're still unemployed.

One way or another, he got closer to you in a matter of days. And when he kissed you, you obliged and kiss him back. One thing leaded to another and the two of you ended fucking in the back of his SUV. And oh boy... you needed it so much. It was a quickie, but he seemed to be promising. His long fingers stimulated you untill you cried out for pleasure. His mounth divoured you inch by inch. And his cock....

He knew how to use it, let's say that.

After, he gave you his number and the two of you planned to see each other by the end of the week, at the gym, after your yoga class and his class of jujitsu....

The morning after you're fresh and relaxed like you weren't in months. Matt tends to be overprotective so you didn't told him about Eric while you were having breakfast. You need to know this guys deeply before accept that you know have a situationship. And your brother doesn't need to know about you screacting you itchies.

He has a hot temper when someone looks at his dear little sis.

After breakfast you got ready to meet the band again after almost three years.

《 I can't believe Vincent quitted. He was the nicest.》

Matt sighs while driving to the guys' house, mentally focused on the traffic. 《 youll see him when we'll be in Virginia, don't worry. 》

Your eyes slip on streets and houses, wards and parks but you still feel like You're in a new country. You don't know how much it will take to get used to California.

《 here we are》 , Matt says, parking. 《 let's refresh the rules.》

《 Oh c'mon, I'm not twelve anymore》

《 y/n 》

《 alright! I don't have to embarrass you while you're free to be mean on me. I don't have to embarrass myself talking shit just because I'm nervous and if the music sucks, I can't tell your precious Noah.》

《 You can do better but, more or less, that's it. Lets go. I need another coffe and maybe something sweet before start to film the music video. 》

It's so weird filming inside a house and not in a proper set but all this low budget bullshit are quite the normal for small bands, you think.

You have to be their assistant and eventually a PR- so Matt can stop to bitching on twitter all the time- and you know nothing about bands.

According to Matt, you're going to learn quick.

According to Matt. You know that he picked you up for the job so he can force you to write what he wants.

And continuing to bitch around through you.

The guitar player greets you at the door and introduces himself again as Jolly. The rest of the guys minus Noah are in the garage. It's marvelous how Orie, one of the guys who lives here, a director, reorganize the space with tubes and flashlight.

《 What's the name of the song, again? 》 you ask to Nick Folio, whos already youre favorite.

《 Artifical Suicide》 it's the answer, while he takes his place back behind the drums.

《So emo》 it's your honest observation that makes him laught. Matt looks at you in a way that if he could, you would be incinerated where you're standing. You're already embarrassing him.

Nice.

You regret nothing.

It's a lil sister job to make her brother in troubles, that's what pops always says.

Mike brings you a coffe that you accept with a smile, than tells everyone the news about the singer that is still not here.

A diva, of course. That's your first thought. Every singer is a natural diva.

《 He is still looking for the glove.》

《 He would lost his head if it wasn't attacked to his neck》 , a solid comment arrives from Ruffilo, immediatly followed by an annoyed reply from behind you.

《 I can ear you motherfucker. You are- what the fuck?》

You turn in time to face the famous singer and almost choke with the coffe.

《 Yo Noah, do you remember my sister, y/n?》

You see Noah turning pale for a second while trying to say something in return.

You're also speechless for a second, before putting your shit togheter so Matt wont finds out in the first five minutes. 《 Howdy! You... you cut your hair. Nice. I didn't know》

You didn't.

That's why was so easy for Noah to be Eric for almost a week. For a hook up with you. His best friend sister.

....Splendid.

You're fucked.

[gerianne]

MC: If you were to introduce someone into our family, who would you warn them about?

Satan: My name is Satan and I warn them about Mammon...

Mammon: Y'all already know who i aM- uH mah name is Mammon and I think LucifURR

Levi: My name is Leviathan and I would warn them about Mammon-

Mammon: SHUT UP-

Beel: ..My name is Beelzebub and I would warn you about Mammon.. He will get you in debt..

Asmo: My name is Asmodeus and I'm gonna warn them about ✨️ me ✨️

Belphie: My name is Belphegor and I would warn this family about myself because I'm pretty much gonna be asleep the whole day.

Solomon: My name is Solomon and I would warn you about MC, cause she's gonna put you on Devilgram. *looks at MC who*s behind the camera*

Simeon: My name is Simeon and I would warn you about Solomon's cooking.

Luke: My name is Luke and I would warn you about Lucifer.

Diavolo: My name is Diavolo and I've warned you about Satan because you do NOT want to interrupt him while he's reading a book.

Barbatos: My name is Barbatos and I would warn you about Satan.

Lucifer: My name is Lucifer and I would warn them about the entire family.

[risingsh0t]

WILLA (tlou) | JULIET (tlou) ANZU (jjk) | NICOLE + ash (st) MELINA (re) | CLIO (sandman) WREN + lucifurr (dc) | RIO + sunny (twc)

i was tagged ages ago by @corvosattano, @roofgeese, @chuckhansen, @detectivelokis, @jendoe, @shadowglens, @marivenah, @leviiackrman, @gwynbleidd, @morvaris, @fenharel, @aartyom to use this picrew! sorry it took me so long but thank u everyone for the tag!! ❤️

[holygayrightsbatman]

they call her lucifurr

[echoestm]

❝Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?❞

Name/s: Black Phillip. Lucifurr. The Devil. The Horned One. Goat-man. DOB: 1630 AD Sign: N/A Gender Identity: assigned male at creation Sexual Orientation: without limits or boundaries Relationship Status: groom to many a witch, warlock, and damned soul Profession: tempter, defiler, corrupting influence Interests: Life. The forbidden. Dancing. Hedonism. Evolution. New places. New peoples. Signatures for his book. Souls. Religious affiliation: Egregore born of Puritanical beliefs in the 1630's. A deviation from the Abrahamic roots that speak of Satan.

Like the true devil of old, He is a being that has gone by many a name. He has been named for Kings and paupers alike. He's been called by his color, his prominent horns, his sex, and beyond. To the family that would become immortalized alongside him in New England, he was Black Phillip. A sire goat bought to breed with their nanny goats, to fill their meager farm with their brood and all their makings. A thing that would not come to pass. Yet, someone must have remembered the silly babblings of Jonas and Mercy, the twins who named him, because it was this name they later printed in their pamphlets about him and the exiled family he drove to ruin and damnation.

In truth, he came into being on a ship long before them. He is born of the whispers that made long cold nights a little easier to bear, frightening tales told 'round candlelight. As unbeknown to him as to his creators, he is a hybrid of ancient pagan imagery married to diluted Abrahamic belief turned into Puritanism. Cloven hooves. Curling horns. A goat who walks on his hind legs. One who turns into a man sometimes. The devil come to tempt them all, and from whom they must turn away and stay pure.

So he comes as he is predicted to. In the guise of a jet-black goat with formidable horns. An ornery thing. Always sold with a mile long list of warnings regarding his temperament, his stubbornness, failings that drive down his price and make him available to even the most impoverished. The scents of desperation and ambition on them are sweet to his nose, and will often get a small performance of good behavior out of him to further seal the deal and get him a ride to a new home, where he may listen and learn— observing all that is lacked, all that is had, and then some. All the better to sweeten his tongue when finally he decides to loosen it and make his offerings, his barters of assistance in exchange for their hand in his book.

[lebknees]

W8... there isn't a lucifurr blog yet...

[glamboyl]

Halloween Cat - Lucifurr for Lex. Enjoy my Firend!

[maxwaspace]

Lucifurr is my rebel captain from Dungeon Dogs! He used to be an assistant at a lupinian military base before he stumbled onto the Terradrainer, a raygun used to drain the magic out o dogs so thoroughly all that's left is a stone statue. Lucifurr responded by stealing his signature armor and scythe from contraband and burned the whole base down. After that he went around burning more places down until he met Ken. After that the Lupinian Canine Rebellion was born. He tends to symbolically burn maps of Lupinia to make a point, much to Ken's chagrin (map tables are expensive).

I don't have much on Jeeves other then that their pronouns are they/them.

I'd be interested to know more about your characters if you're willing to share :)

(I'd also love visual references so I know what they look like if you have any)

Interesting.

What characters are you talking about?

[xyliaxart]

DnD cats

(left - lucifurr, a friend's char

right - yolotli, my char)

[risingsh0t]

all of hearts + wren! 🦋

TY AIRIKA! 💞✨

❤️ — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

Intelligent, protective, dependable

🤍 — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits?

Private, serious, honest

💔 — what are three of your oc's negative traits?

Distant, unforgiving, cynical

💘 — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

Her cat, lucifurr 😅 but eventually adrian is a close second..! The 11th street kids also become very important to her.

🧡 — does your oc tend to prioritize family or friends?

Definitely her friends. Although her friends do become like a family to her, more than her actual family ever was.

💛 — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

Fluent in English and Spanish. Most recently she's been working on learning Japanese; currently her understanding of it is better than her spoken or written ability.

💚 — does your oc prefer being inside or outside?

Inside. Preferably her own home or the lab where she works.

💙 — does your oc have any cool/special powers and/or abilities? how are they with magic, if it exists in their world?

Regenerative abilities. Though they're limited in that she doesn't heal instantly and the amount of damage she could take overall.

💜 — what is your oc's ancestry/genetic background?

Her father is Indian and her mother is English. Both were born and raised in London, as was Wren.

🖤 — has your oc killed or seriously wounded anyone before? have they broken someone's heart and/or broken someone's trust?

She's killed and seriously wounded a…. fair amount of people. Especially when she was with ARGUS before and then again when she was re-recruited for project butterfly. But she's never broken anyone's trust or anyone's heart (that she's aware of anyway lmao).

[aideshou]

𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖘, 𝖕𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖘