#merry chrysler you losers/aff

[minced-mangoes]

Merry Crisis losers. You guys like my Obey Me posts, so for a Christmas special, I'm gonna talk about the lamest old man ever. Lucifer.

Despite my original dislike for for Lucifer, he's grown on me, like some sort of prideful mold.

This guy would end up being so fucking touchy. He's obviously touch starved, or well, touch starved specifically for comforting touches. Please, give him head pats and hugs. I think he'd quite enjoy having you nap on his lap while he works. You're not heavy to him at all, and he can easily work around you cuddled up to him. Extra points for the fact he can use you as an excuse to A. Not get up and continue working and B. for some peace and quiet, telling his brother's to shut up so he can have some silence. This is my silly monster loving part of my brain, but please, give his horns some rubs, right where they meet his head. I can imagine massaging the skin there would be pleasant, as it would be a rather sensitive place. Preen his wings. Pull blood feathers. Move rustled feathers back into place, and plus, making him look more "well put together" would probably really feed his ego. and a silly thing. I like to think demon eyes glow in the dark (or more accurately they reflect light more, even in dark environments) So I'd like you to imagine waking up in the night, and looking around your room, to just see this pair of ruby red eyes staring you down. Real Life sleep paralysis demon. He'd try to comfort you if you got particularly spooked by him, but he'd probably find it funny. Merry Christmas you silly fellas. Hope you get a smooch from your favourite mans.