#stulily

[prettylittle-incubus]

Have you not seen the way I look at you?

[stulili]

"I shall do as I please."

[sir-crocodile-slut]

No matter how life goes, @stulili is always there for me and makes me so happy. Look at this gorgeous masterpiece by my amazing wifey 😭💕 thank you my love I love this so much!!!

[jayden-writes]

respite

pairing: Lucifer x gn!Reader

wordcount: ~0.8k

genre: fluff

cw: none!

summary: a serene evening with Lucifer

other notes: no name, Y/N or MC used // based on this drawing I commissioned from @stulili // AO3 // thanks again to @gravedwe11er for helping me so much with this fic!

“Come on now. Don't be shy,” Lucifer said, his hand stretched out towards you expectantly, a soft melody filling his bedroom. It was rather late in the evening and you had spent most of the day with him, taking advantage of the fact that he had taken a day off - for the first time in who knows how long; he was wearing those sweatpants you had gotten him once half as a joke, even if only in the privacy of his room.

“You know I can't dance and I don't want to step on you,” you rebuffed him, but he refused to be deterred by that.

“I am perfectly capable of leading you. Besides, I assure you that I can handle a few missteps here and there,” he pointed out while he watched you, his expression and posture relaxed. A satisfied smile tugged on the corners of his lips when you eventually relented, and he guided your palm up to press a kiss on your skin, causing your cheeks to heat up. He settled his free hand possessively on your waist, and you rested yours on his upper arm, keeping a small, yet comfortable distance. Both of your socked feet were moving silently, and your eyes were fixed on the wooden floor as you struggled to keep up and at the same time not step on him.

“My eyes are up here, dear,” he teased you after a few minutes of silence and slow movements - his were practiced and cadenced, yours were clumsy.

“Well, I don’t want to step on you”, you reiterated, feeling embarrassed by the obvious difference in skill between you and him.

“You won’t,” he reassured you softly, “at least try not to look down so much and relax, just exist in this moment and let go. You will do fine, I promise.”

You huffed quietly and kept staring at the ground, your brow furrowed with the effort of not misstepping. Without a warning, he snaked his arm around your waist until his palm came to rest on your lower back and he carefully, but assertively, pulled you closer to him. For a second, your already unpracticed steps faltered, though miraculously, you didn’t tread on his feet. Out of instinct, you wrapped an arm around his torso to steady yourself and he continued to guide you, unperturbed by your blunder.

“H-Hey!” you stammered. At that, he chuckled affectionately, thoroughly enjoying having caught you off guard. He nuzzled your hair with his nose, his breaths gently tickling the top of your head and you shuddered a little, goosebumps forming on your skin. Being pressed flush against Lucifer allowed you to feel the rise and fall of his chest, the familiar heat of his body seeping into you. With your ear resting right above his steadily beating heart, you finally let yourself relax a bit more and trust in him.

He led you a bit longer until gradually, he became slower, coming to a stop, and the two of you simply stood in the room, holding each other. Lucifer let go of your hand and cupped your cheek instead, tipping your face upward to meet his gaze.

“I love you,” he whispered into the small space between you, his garnet-red eyes brimming with warmth as he regarded you tenderly and you felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach. No matter how many times you had heard these words from him, it still made your pulse race and your knees weak.

“And I love you,” you muttered in response, closing the remaining distance. When his warm lips met yours, he tightened his grip on you marginally, pressing you even closer as if he never wanted to let you go and you let him, melting into Lucifer’s all-encompassing embrace.

After a few moments you pulled away, needing to catch your breath, and he used the opportunity to press light kisses on the corner of your mouth, cheek and temple, making you giggle. He laughed faintly, placing his lips on your forehead, then he withdrew, taking your hands in his and kissing your knuckles as well. The flush on your face grew more pronounced and you sheepishly averted your gaze.

“Now, now, none of that,” he murmured, tilting your head back towards him with a delicate grasp on your jaw. “There you go, that’s better.”

Lucifer looked at you, his eyes crinkling as he smiled fondly, pecking your heated cheek once again before pulling you with him to his bed. Lying on the mattress, he tugged on your hand until you laid down next to him, and almost like it was second nature to him, he wrapped his arms around you to draw your body closer to his. You nestled your face into the crook of his neck, the skin cool against your blush.

He hummed contentedly, tucking your head underneath his chin while he held you securely, tangling his legs with yours; there was no way you could move away, even if you wanted to.

There was nowhere else you’d rather be.

[mercyannmay]

He arrived! [I love him a normal amount] Thanks to @stulili for doing such a beautiful job of the commission 🥺 (Yes I did get the biggest mousepad possible to enjoy the art)

[inhuman-obey-me]

Lucifer 🎶

"Beware of all the eyes in the shadows." - Lucifer/MC

content warning: unreality

Shadows dance across Lucifer’s form as he guides you through tall stone walls, a slight chill settling over your body despite the flickering flames of torches lighting your path. He had been hesitant to let you accompany him on this particular mission of his, but at your stubborn insistence (“If I’m the ambassador for the human realm, I need to know as much as possible!” you had said to him) he resigned and let you come along, however begrudgingly. 

“As I mentioned before, there are some things you need to be aware of as we enter this area.” His deep voice blankets you in a comforting warmth, and you can’t help but step closer to him. As if reading your thoughts, his hand finds yours and your fingers intertwine, his crimson gaze flickering over you before you both continue down the dark passageway. 

“You will feel … strange. The magic in this area tends to confuse the senses, so if you find yourself starting to feel dazed or confused, focus on me.” Lucifer squeezes your hand. Focus. “You must be alert. You will see things that are not truly there, and it might feel as though something, or rather, things are tugging you in multiple directions.” He pauses, both in speaking and in step. “I cannot be sure of the extent to which this all will affect a human, but I am certain that as long as you stay close to me, you will be safe.” 

“I understand.” It’s an assurance, both to him and yourself. You wonder if you should begin cursing at yourself for demanding to be taken along. 

Ahead lies the very dominion he warns of, beyond the stone giving way to thick bramble and vine. A faint light glimmers in the distance, entrancing you like a moth to a flame. Taking a deep breath, you brace yourself and step forward – only to have Lucifer not budge, squeezing your hand once more. 

“One more thing.” His voice is quiet, eerily so.  “Beware of all the eyes in the shadows.” 

Those words send a shiver down your spine, and before you know it, you have stepped through an invisible gate, the world transforming before you. The flesh seems to start crawling off of your bones, the beating of your heart amplifies as if drums are being played in your ears. The ground beneath your feet moves, melts, sinks, rises. The air– 

Focus.

Another deep breath, and the air no longer feels like glass shards piercing your lungs. Lucifer guides you, moving as quickly as possible so that you both might be free of these illusions and deceptions. His hand in yours is an anchor, one you grasp desperately as the shadows try to tear you apart.

The shadows. The eyes. You see them now, glowing in the umbra and boring into you and your very soul. Blinking slowly. Rapidly. Staring. You try to look away, and yet another eye finds you no matter where your gaze falls. 

“MC!” Your anchor. He turns back to look at you, and you find yourself nearly stumbling as fear grips your throat. Lucifer’s face is covered in passing shadows, his eyes that shine liked bloodied jewels all that you can distinguish.

Beware of all the eyes in the shadows. 

[gregor88]

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[softitunes]

𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝....by @stulili

The two travelers had been making their way to a nerby village, little did they know of the follower the had among them.

(read left to right)

The two paniced as their follower had approached at an increasing rate...then suddenly-

Things...took a turn-

For the better of course! :D

To be continued :/

Bonus: dont worry shes fine :3 i promise😌

[cookiesandbiscuits]

It's heartbreaking how most people in the fandom cannot see deeper behind the "sadistic dom" mask that he always wear.

It is canon that he's a huge softie when it comes to MC and his brothers. And a lot of instances in the game, audio dramas, and the spin-off manga (I haven't read the full manga yet) has proven that again and again.

He was mean to the MC on the first season of the game, yes. Hell, he even tried to kill them a few times. But how do you expect a man who got traumatized by a war that cost him his sister act towards a complete stranger who kept making pacts with his brothers? It's important to remember that a pact is a very serious business for demons, as they are giving the human almost complete control over themselves, which can be quite dangerous if the human has nefarious intentions towards them.

So the traumatized man that he is, he has to do something to protect them from this stranger that is potentially a threat to them.

But after MC has proven that they pose no threat to them, they gain Lucifer's trust and the mask that he wore before slips away to reveal the softer and kinder side of Lucifer that only his brothers can see from time to time.

His character is so complex and it hurts to see the fandom kept mischaracterizing him as someone who cannot be soft towards his loved ones.

Do you really think that someone who is a "daddy dom" will send you silly drunk messages and calls, wears a silly lovesick grin even after bumping into a wall face-first, and just be silly in general? Because no, I don't think so.

Also putting this wonderful animatic by @/stulili based of on the audio drama "Lucifer, One More Time"

He is such a soft and silly older brother here

If you have ever unironically called Lucifer a “daddy dom” you do not understand his character.

[stulili]

I’m always happy to see the results of an art trade... but the process...

Barbatos with Amane and Lucifer with humble me~

Their part of the trade: Twitter/Instagram: @0020_cat

*goes feral* I-

[sir-crocodile-slut]

I GET TO FINALLY MEET @stulili THIS YEAR AHHHHHHHHH MY WIFE MY LOVE MY WORLD IM SO EXCITED!!!!

[fishalakazam]

CREDITS TO @stulili!! THE PIC KS NOT MINE AND DOESN'T BELONG TO ME. I DIDN'T MAKE IT.

I'm ngl, I've been imagining Michael as a black man with dreadlocks that are all tied together in a pony tail with lil gold accessories/ beads in them. I also imagine him having green or blue eyes. Green to be the opposite of Lucifer or blue to match Simeon + Raphael + Mammon + Luke

I also imagine him wearing only the outside part of a suit. No dress shirt or tie under it, he's chilling with it mostly unbuttoned. Titties practically popping out and unbothered. I also imagine him having this really warm and friendly grin. Like the teddy bear type appearance but personality wise he's a total awkward dork (they describe him as being weird and struggles with social cues in game, he's just like me fr fr)

I am going to be disappointed if he's white. Most of the cast is. I don't want him to be whitewashed either, I want him to be darker than Raphael + Mammon + Diavolo (sprite in game, non demon form)

I've been imagining him looking like that for almost 2 or 3 years, and any other description of what he looks like is just wrong to me

— Agree

[crystal13unny]

I know I have a type and very rarely does it deviate from this.

@sir-crocodile-slut @thatfanfictionchick @kisara-16 @scummy-writes @otonymous @kamesama @simping-master-69 @stulili @thenintendoworldfan @lordsister @redheadkitty11

[anewstartfanfic]

Hello all!!!! This is part two of my surprise that I've been itching to share! Of course I'm giving credit to these AMAZING artists for their hard work!

Shanks and Marco: @shevoj1207

Smoker and Reader: @stulili Reader: @pixel-atlas

Katherina and Reader: https://twitter.com/YagMuul?t=zpy_Lll0qIe_OukHVTG9qg&s=09

Cook and Cleaner: https://instagram.com/pinkykkat?igshid=YzdkMWQ2MWU=

[tsunderedoctor]

COLOR SWAP CHALLENGE!!

Swap colors with your f/o and s/i

Tagging: @stulili @shrimp-sanji @dusk-bun @dressroba @sir-crocodile-slut @xxtoothachexx @miraclecherryblossomsblog @pebbsie @rosiinante @pagingdoctorbedlam and anyone else who wants to try it!!!

[sir-crocodile-slut]

@stulili

Ladies and gentlemen

HIM

I've been obsessed with this idea for a long time

and finally I drew this