#the devil speaks. // lilim.

[magicalshe]

@faebletales // cause she is absolutely not going to let Asmodeus be the one to train her Michael.

⚸ ───── ❝ You touch what is mine and I will eviscerate you. ❞

[morningbloodystar]

S̵̗̈́͊o̴͇͛̿ ̶͖̑̉ǵ̸̖͗l̸̜̃a̵̡̒̋d̵͓̎̋ ̸̺̠́͠ț̴͊h̶̗́͂a̶̜̠̒́t̵͚̰̊́ ̴̼̅y̶̹̜͗ó̸͈̘ú̷̗̘͊’̵̖͆̾ȓ̸̲̜̊e̵͓̋ ̶̢̼́͠b̸̢̭̆ä̷̡͔́͘c̷̱̀̚ḱ̶̦ ̸̥̏d̸͎̖́̈a̶̍ͅd̸̩̓̂!̷̺̥͐ ̶͓̣͌̇I̴͚͐ ̷̟̄m̶̼̭̎̈ḯ̴̯͙s̵̱̒š̶̟̃e̶͔͊̕d̸̬͗̈́ ̶̖͑̑ẏ̷̹͗ô̸͍u̷̖͖͛!̸̹͌̀ In regards to the thought process behind the crest,

Basically, the red represents military strength, the orange represents ambition, and the black pean (the part that is yellow with black spots) represents valour, justice and dignity. The pentagram is an obvious symbol of you, and the crown is because you were the king of Hell. (wait, does that make me a princess? ✨Princess Violet✨🔥Ṏ̷̞̜͕͈̟̠́́f̷̬͎͈̙̩͂͌̃͛̕̕ ̴̨͍̰̗͠H̷̡̻̙͓͒̃͜e̷̫̹͑͂͐̿̉͠l̶̲̲͚̜̤̳̏l̵͓̭̔̿͒🔥 lol)

The quote is from Paradise Lost, an epic poem that was written in the renaissance period about you. Really funny summary here.

[It even references the show Lucifer but you have to look for it. I’m not telling you where. Find it yourself.]

It’s not a very accurate account of events, but I really like that one quote.

Of course, the whole thing is glittery lol.

Love you! Bye!

O̸͉͆h̸̻̓͌̐,̸̲̌ ̸̙͖͕̭̇́͘͠ÿ̷̢̳͖͜ô̵̧͎͍̻͛̾u̷̧̯̬̾̔͝ ̶̭͔̉͋i̸̛̪͍̒n̴̦͓̒̇h̵͎̰̅͋͜ê̴̜͆͆͘ŕ̷̦͊̀ͅḯ̴͑̑͜͠ẗ̵̻́̌e̴͙̪̋̑d̶̺̺̠͐̒̌ ̴̡̙̳́̐t̴͇̿h̶̲͒e̴͓͍̤͆͛̿ ̸͙̂́ͅá̵̙͔̦͉b̷͙̗̽̆̒͠ï̴̘̪̘͂̎̕l̸̜͔̦̘̊́͑͗ī̴̖̭̊͝t̶̤̬͍̃y̶̩͚̑ ̵͖͉͕̫̅̊͘͝ț̴͚̖̣͒͆̑́ō̷̞͚̜̉͘ ̸̜͑͝ș̷͉̬͑̅p̸̰̭̔e̴̡̛̳̺̯͋̆̈́a̶̛̫̯͛͋͗k̸͍͉͌͂ ̶̹͍̯̈̆L̷͙͔͚͛̃̈̓i̷̛̹̖̅l̷̟̦̈́i̸̟̯̤̅͗͋͒m̴͓͙̓?̸̺̝̠̥̀̈̽͘ ̵̖̌H̷̥̓̅͘o̶͖̻̙͑̿̉ẇ̵̨͔̓ ̸̙͔͚͕͛ḭ̷̡̭́n̴̼̯̦̈́̓ť̸̪̅e̵͍͉͑r̸̗̰͊̈́ͅȩ̷̎̀͘s̷͓̆̌̊t̷͚͇̃͋̎i̶̫̟͑̒n̶̩̐͛̓̎g̶̡̭͎̟͐!̴̧͓͉̊ ̵̳̎̂̇D̵͙̣̪̅̎̑ͅó̴̜ ̶͉̞̈́t̵̲̟̊̆͋͐͜e̸̫͇͑̎l̸͙̮̀̓l̴̬͎̈́̐ ̶̪̘̅̌̽̍M̴̼͔̐͜ả̶̿̇̉ͅz̶̬̬̫̭͂͆̆ẽ̶̫̕͜ ̸̺͋͂̒̂-̸̳͉̈́̔ ̵̡́͊̚ș̵̨́͗͆̐ḧ̷̨̪e̸͙͂'̶̢͍̩͛́̚͝ͅl̷̺̾l̶̰̰͔͊̃̕ͅ ̷̗͊̇b̸̼̖̃̉̔ę̷͖̤͔̅̿̈́ ̵̭͈̉̋̒͂q̶̩̆̑͘ǘ̴͍̤͋ỉ̵̥̊̂t̷̢̢̺̭͆͛͝ę̸͍̬̔̄̀ ̶̢̠̂͠e̵̮̯̔͘ẍ̵̤̺̈̂͆ç̸̝̼̉̿̀̕i̴̱͖̩͒̚ť̷̛̗̝͒ë̷̠̗̭̼́͋̊̽d̷̡͈̩̒̏̎.̸̖̬͌̈́͐́! ̸̹̩̇̑̀͜Á̵̹͔̜̺̅̅̃ņ̷͍̝̑ͅḓ̸̡̡͑̑̇̉ ̴̛̼̮̬̏͋́I̵̜̺͆ ̷̣̀̉͒͊m̴̰̹̲̈́̕i̵̜̍̆̅s̴͚̲̓̾͑̊ͅs̷͖̈́͊ẻ̶̯̱͝d̵̩̠͂̀͆ ̷͇̮͖̮̃͐ả̵̜̗̩̎͐l̸̛̮͕̼l̵͚̤̟̞̅̿̅͛ ̸̺̑o̵̡̘͋f̵̛̘͓̙̥̎̐ ̵͉̉̄̽̓ý̸̛̛̥͚̟o̸͇͎̭͊ủ̶̪̬̩͊̾̽ ̸̲̅̆ẗ̸͕͕͙̰́ö̵̙̬́̃o̵͕̯͐͐̈͝,̸̧̜̪̥̈́̉̚ ̴̳̼̖̝̒̒͗s̶̨͓̰̔̑̾w̸͚̤͉̳̐ę̵̠͝é̷̞̜͚t̵̪͝h̸̼̺͉͔͂ẹ̵̳̝͛͠á̴͉̣̏͜r̸̡̜̎ͅt̷̳͓̀͂̂.̶͖̹̥́̐ ̷̙̭͕̘͘I̶̡̪̗̫̔̆̉ń̶͖̜̅̅͜c̸̠̣͊͜͝r̸̫͊͋́e̵̢̪̼͕̕d̶̛̯̠̈̎ͅḯ̵͈̖͝b̷̙̯͓̾̓̈͜͠l̶̫̭̐͆̍͝y̶̜͊̉̅͘ ̷̠̗͋ş̴͖̒͠ͅo̸̦̺̩̜̕.̸̤̤̳͖̔̓̎͝ ̸͈̺͂̈̐

Oh, darling... You truly put much thought into this, didn't you?

I adore it, love. Every part of it. It's.. it's going everywhere I can possibly put it, to say the least.

To think I have a family close enough to have a Crest that can make me proud.... Thank you, Violet.

(Yes, you are a Princess. Or were... I'm not sure of the schematics of Titles apart from what I'm not. Ask @one-coming-is-enough - at the very least, you'll be the King's niece.)

I'll get back to you about that... Poem, later. Rest assured, if it's anything similar to that horrendous song confusing me with Beelzebub, you'll be grounded.

I love you too, my dear.

[lavendersartistry]

Devil Nightmares

Space Riders AU - @onyxonline Eve Ewe, Bolt - @lavendersartistry

(CW/TW: nightmares, panic attack)

This is an angst/comfort fic for onyxonline's Space Riders AU! This is mainly centered my OCs Eve Ewe and Bolt! Please check Oynx out, their work is super cool!

Although the skies of the galaxies were forever a sunset to nightfall, it was no later than 9 in the planet of the Lilim.

Its princess, Eve, resigned to her chambers in the west palace, the planet's natural flora greeting her as she entered the room. She took a moment to touch the lotuses in the lily pond close to her balcony, enjoying their fresh and sweet scent.

She looked out to the windows and glanced at the stars and the faraway planets. She took a moment to remember how she and her sister tried counting how many planets there were and how many would soon come to their world in the following years. Now, that time had stopped.

Now, Eve would become a queen and her sister to be general their planet's military.

Eve quickly shook the thought and began to settle for the night. Her favorite book was at the edge of the other side, the portraits of her parents and grandmother looking back at how she had grown. She couldn't help but smile at how proud they could be while they watch over her with their goddess.

With a quick, soft clap of her hands, her lights dimmed as she hurried into bed. Then, to dream.

...........

The unnerving void of nothingness felt like eyes were on Eve that watched her every move. She felt cold, yet she couldn't shiver nor try to exhale the coldness.

Red smoke clouded her view and it felt potent to her senses to even try to breathe in, so she kept her mouth closed. Eve kept walking on, to at least find a exit to this strange place.

Then.

A hand. Then another. Then more. All, so many, grabbed at her as whispers echoed in her ears.

"Join him." "He will bring us salvation." "He is our God."

And Eve ran. Ran far away from whatever was trying to lead her astray. She couldn't look back, not when she could feel those creatures, those voices, right behind her.

It felt like a loop, a never-ending hall to nowhere, no escape. Eve was starting to feel hopeless, like there was no one to come for her. She was vulnerable, easy to take and to indoctrinate. She couldn't even bear to look as the voices captured her and a long, lanky hand reached out for her as the sufferable red smoke corrupted her mind and her soul.

...........

Eve never thought she could scream so loudly. She was in brink of sweat as tears rolled down her face and her hands shook violently.

Her chamber doors opened immediately as the dark wolf critter, her guard Bolt, looked at her with concern.

"Princess? You screamed. Are you-"

Bolt took a moment to realize how she was clutching onto her evening blouse tightly and her breathing rapid. He rushed to her side and kneeled.

"Can you hold my hands?"

Eve turned to him and quickly grabbed his hands as she looked down to her lap.

Bolt didn't clutch her hands nor fully held them. He knew she needed room as he did what he could to get her back calm. He spoke softly, never looking away.

"Good, princesa. Now breathe with me."

The dark wolf critter demonstrated first as his paws rubbed her hands to soothe her shakiness a little. Eve listened to him and started to take deep breaths, the shakiness in her voice slowly soothing away.

"Good, good. Now, tell me what do you see."

Eve's eyes glanced around her chambers before opening her mouth to speak despite her screaming earlier created a painful sensation to her throat.

"I... I see the lotuses.."

"What else do you see?"

"I see you.."

Bolt nodded softly as he sat up and guided her to the lily pond, his eyes on her. The two sat down at the edge, the lotuses gliding in the water.

He kept his eyes on the princess and held her close, his paw and her hand intertwined. With a small exhale, he softly sang a old song.

Seas invite in the evening sun,

To light the somber abyss.

Clouds dance up with the heavens stars,

Chanting an air of joyous bliss.

Water fades back from blue to jade,

Guiding young rainbows high.

Flowers bloom in to reds and whites,

Quenching our hearts as they run dry.

Angels chained,

By a beast locked in slumber.

Sin washed away,

By the swift flow of time.

I may know the answers,

Journey over snow and sand.

What twist of fate has brought us,

To tread upon this land?

Bolt looked down at Eve, noticing how she had gotten calmer after his song. He rest his chin on top of her head as his paws gently went through her hair.

Whatever her dream was, whatever had frightened her like this, was now a priority to discover.

The dark wolf critter looked down at her with a soft, small smile.

"Don't worry, my princess. Nothing will happen to you or our home as long as I am here and our friends."

[dailydemonspotlight]

dude i fucking love your series so much, every time you post i get so excited i love learning even more about the demons in smt rahhhhh. anyways can you do lilith? i love like loveeeee her new design in vengeance and think she looks so cool :3.

Lilith - Day 76

Race: Night/Qadištu

Arcana: Devil

Alignment: Neutral-Chaos

July 22nd, 2024

Abrahamic mythology has a lot of rather infamous figures who lay on the more... 'evil' side of things, so to speak. Of course, we have demons like none other than Lucifer himself, to the demons of the Ars Goetia, to even more morally gray figures like Mastema. However, a character that is among the most interesting (and confusing) in the several variations of Abrahamic myth has to be Adam's first wife, a woman who refused to be subservient to her husband- the powerful turned-demon, Lilith.

First off, I just wanna say that I ADORE her redesign as a Qadištu in Vengeance. As someone who just started playing Vengeance for the first time, I love all of the Qadištu almost equally, but Lilith's redesign hits incredibly hard for someone who was already a massive fan of her original design. Her joining this quartet of demonesses is an incredibly nice idea, and I'm, again, a major fan of her redesign. Even though all of the Qadištu originate from Abrahamic mythology, Lilith is a notably obvious example, though of course, this isn't the only design she's had throughout the series. She's had several redesigns, being one of the most recurring demons throughout the series- whether it be her full tits-out design in SMT I, to the most recurring design, her classic look originating from the Playstation port of SMT I, to even her incredibly alien design in SMT IV. Of course, like a lot of recurring demons, she's also one of the most iconic figures in Abrahamic mythology, so why don't we get into that?

Lilith's existence is somewhat contested in scholarly circles, being never actually mentioned in most translations of the Bible- in the original text, Lilith is used as a word for 'creature of the night,' literally translated to 'Night Monster,' though some translations also translate it as screech owl. Most knowledge of her as Adam's first wife appears to be based on extrapolations, as well as what can be seen almost as a plot hole in the Book of Genesis, as two differing creation myths seem to connect back to the idea that there was an 'Eve before Eve,' or 'first Eve.' In the story, while God was presenting animals to Adam, it's said that he may have presented another human to him due to contradictory accounts of the biblical text. This seems to be where Lilith comes into the Bible, being commonly believed to be a woman who refused to submit to Adam, and as such, left the Garden of Eden after failing to satisfy Adam and believing herself to be equal to him. This led to Eve coming into being, a subservient being to Adam. Don't look at me, sexism was just... a thing back in the day.

After her escape, Lilith bore several children, though she was threatened by an angel that they would kill those children. After said children were, well, slaughtered, she grew furious and began to birth demon children known as Lilim... who probably deserve their own spotlight somewhere down the line. It turns out that the demons who began to replace her children were powerful enough to go toe-to-toe with the angels, and joined the demonic ranks somewhere down the line... I think. As revenge on top of this, Lilith also began to ruthlessly target children, apparently being responsible for stillbirths, and if one wasn't to circumcise their child if they were born a boy, she would invoke her wrath unto them as well. How? I dunno! But I guess that's why people are circumcised. How do these always eventually come back to screwing with the genitals? Whatever.

However, where Lilith herself came from is actually an ancient Sumerian text, where she's depicted as a succubus and demoness who first appears in the text 'Gilgamesh and the Huluppu Tree.' In the text, she appears as a demon who builds a house in the domain of a goddess of eroticism, right under the titular Huluppu tree. Gilgamesh, a grand hero depicted in many Abrahamic texts, appears and strikes down the house and Lilith herself for sullying the garden. This story paints her as a sort-of symbol of feminine rebellion, something which would be convenient and easy to extrapolate into being Adam's first wife. Given the connections between Sumer and most Abrahamic religions, it was easy to see the purported first wife of Adam before Eve being, well, Lilith! Recently, the few sources we have on Lilith, however, have been heavily disputed, but as one of the only origins I can work off of, I have to take what I can get.

Her scant references as 'Lilit' in the original Hebrew bible seem to have been what gave her life in the extrapolations, as even though she was referred to exactly once, her role in Sumerian mythology seemed to make a perfect connection to make her into Adam's first wife. Another source we can work off of for Lilith, past the Mesopotamian text, however, is that of an indisputable reference to her in none other than the Dead Sea Scrolls, being as follows.

And I, the Instructor, proclaim His glorious splendour so as to frighten and to te[rrify] all the spirits of the destroying angels, spirits of the bastards, demons, Lilith, howlers, and [desert dwellers] ... and those which fall upon men without warning to lead them astray from a spirit of understanding and to make their heart and their ... desolate during the present dominion of wickedness and predetermined time of humiliations for the sons of lig[ht], by the guilt of the ages of [those] smitten by iniquity – not for eternal destruction, [bu]t for an era of humiliation for transgression.

This does seem to show that Lilith is a part of Abrahamic mythology, though some sources, such as several Rabbi, claim her not to be. It's a very complicated topic overall, as almost everything around Lilith tends to be- her murky stories seem to be based primarily off of educated guesses, unfortunately. However, with her being mentioned in one of the oldest surviving sources for Biblical study, she does appear to be, well, around, so to speak. While still vague and obscure, she's definitely a force that appears to exist.

Now, with all of that out of the way, her depictions in SMT are incredibly varied, but I'd like to specifically point to her in SMT IV, being a tempter who brings Walter to her side. A lot more can be said of her depictions, but this DDS is growing rather long, so I'll have to cut it short. However, given her calling to Flynn and Walter to partake in the apple of knowledge, I love the allusion she gives to her role as Adam's first wife, and perhaps even being the tempter of Adam himself to eat the apple.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

A lot to talk about today as well, starting with the asks related to the drawings, starting with the ones about our Sebemal/Lilimal comic from yesterday:

hipsterteller asked:

Malleus theres a time and place to show off but not in front of Sebek please

It’s okay, it’s Sebek’s own doing, so he should be proud of what he did! <3

Just kidding, there is absolutely time and a place for that, and this is exactly why Malleus just has to do it then and there. Such a troublemaker.

Anonymous asked:

Not sure if the relationships are in the same universe but is Malleus playing with Sebek karma for how he treats Idia?

Not really, I don’t think Malleus really cares about Idia or is even aware of how either Sebek or Lilia treats him.

If anything, it’s karma for how Lilia treats Malleus lol Things are complicated between them, and Lilia has a history of doing exactly that – toying with people, at least in Malleus’ bitter mind. To play devil’s advocate, Lilia isn’t a malicious heartbreaker, and a lot of times he doesn’t even mean for people to get so attached to him, but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t hurt some people, including Malleus.

Anonymous asked:

IS Malleus toying with Sebek? Also, Lilia you have no room to talk

Yes EXACTLY LILIA LOL Typical parental figure: do as I say, not as I do.

To answer your question: hmm, I guess he does technically? He isn’t very serious about their affair, and he is partially doing this to mess with Lilia, to make Lilia eat his words, so to speak. But it’s not like Malleus just uses Sebek or laughs at his feelings either. While Sebek’s intenseness is annoying sometimes, the lengths he would go to make sure that Malleus is satisfied are amusing and honestly even exciting sometimes. Seeing complete and unapologetic devotion in Sebek’s eyes and knowing that he is Sebek’s entire world feels like just the right medicine for Malleus’ aching heart. And sex feels good too, despite the fact that Sebek isn’t at all experienced. And seeing him so conflicted about the signals Malleus is giving him is absolutely priceless: he clearly wants to touch him, but isn’t sure if he is allowed, and it’s cute.

Of course, having full attention of a person doesn’t help when you feel the lack of attention from another person. But also? This doesn’t mean that Malleus doesn’t have any feelings or soft spots for Sebek. In fact, I feel like as time goes by, Malleus wouldn’t even think for a moment that Sebek is filling a Lilia-shaped hole in his soul. For once, he doesn’t fit lol

So yeah, he isn’t as serious about it as Sebek, so technically it is kind of cruel towards him in a way.

Anonymous asked:

Malleus you tamagotchi playing bitch.

Tamagotchi playing bitch!!! 😭

Should have played dating sims, that would have taught him how to date people.

Anonymous asked:

Great, now some of the lyrics for How to be a Heartbreaker remind me of Malleus… 😔

Maybe Malleus has heard the song and took it way too literally lol

Anonymous asked:

I noticed that it’s said that Idia likes being bullied and treated a bit more roughly but how does he feel when someone is genuinely trying to romance him is or soft with him and treats him like he’s the most precious being in their world? Maybe they even really want to please him both in bed and out? Does he dislike it or get bored with it? Ew, the unadulterated sappiness of this question is grossing me out, blegh.

Hmm, I think for the most part he just doesn’t trust it. Why would anyone want to act that way with him? And it’s not even “aww, but I’m ugly, who would want me :(“; I think he genuinely feels uncomfortable and doesn’t know how to respond to this treatment. It someone is trying to please him and wants something in return, it’s easier to comprehend: he is very similar to Azul in this specific aspect, but not as business-oriented. He is also more likely than Azul to consider this to be an attempt at trolling, like to make Idia feel like he is being pampered and loved, only to make fun of him for believing it.

And even if his potential suitor breaks this wall of distrust and proves his earnestness, here comes another wall: Idia doesn’t believe in good things for himself. If he feels good, something bad is inevitably going to happen. Happiness makes him nervous, because it makes him subconsciously paranoid of how painful it’s going to be when this nice thing goes away. So yeah, in general it’s just more difficult for him to accept and comprehend this treatment.

And if we’re talking about him in bed, here comes the third wall: it’s just way too embarrassing. Why is he being treated with such care? Those gentle little kisses should be for someone cute and small and someone who would make sweet noises or sighs all sexily. It takes him out of the moment sometimes.

And THEN if his lovers somehow manages to break all these walls, and Idia feels comfortable and has accepted the loves he is being given… THEN Idia is going to realise that genuine soft romantic stuff is kinda boring lol He would rather play videogames than makeout for 60 minutes and exchange petnames, it just doesn’t give him as much adrenaline rush as rougher treatment.

That being said, I don’t know if Idia is even aware that he prefers it rough. He probably thinks that he prefers to never get touched by any human being at all…

Anonymous asked:

it makes sense that Trey wants a bj from Idia, the guy is childhood friends with the guillotine queen's fanboy

(this is related to this post)

LOL it all makes sense now. Maybe Trey just really loves the thrill of certain parts possibly being cut off.

Anonymous asked:

Hey, hey, I thought you said Idia didn’t have a booty. Maybe it’s not super substantial but there’s something there to ogle. 😳

Not sure which specific drawing this ask is related to (maybe the Lilidia one for the zine), buuut.

Yeah, it is… very petite! I feel like from some angles it barely has any definition, but if it’s up in the air like that and stuff, there is still some curve to it. Probably. This + I am just not very consistent with my drawings lol

Anonymous asked:

Yes, Idia ACCIDENTALLY cursed himself to become a horny toad-frog whenever that tattoo flares up. Or he fell into it completely by accident. And it was a moe fall, to boot.

(this is related to a tattoo comic)

Yes, EXACTLY! It’s not his fault that the rules of physics and the Universe itself suddenly turned on him like that, and now he is being tortured by mysterious horny manga circumstances!

Wait, you being sarcastic, aren’t you?.. 🥺

[demonsofdevildom]

😳 // from Lilim to Levi

His brain did a stuttering buffer for a minute there before giving her a look when questioning things and finally speaking up, "U-Umm... thanks?" by devil Levi learn to take the lady's words as a good thing rather than be skeptical of her but the third born couldn't help of his questioning of her at times. Going quiet before turning around to cover his face to let out a muffled squeaky squeal when not used to her attentions while a target of hers at the moment so to speak.

[gloriousfallofpride]

Another night is slowly creeping its way into another morning not that this means much to a being who has been around since the dawn of time. And still, as he sits at his piano Lucifer finds himself thinking on his many life choices. Long, slender fingers dance across black and white keys. He is playing a song which Mazikeen can swear she knows, and yet, she finds herself debating if she ever heard the song before.  The demoness is perched on the edge of the piano although her mind is still wondering about the song she does not ask Lucifer. Unlike others it is not fear which stop the Lilim from opening the door for conversation, but instead a respect of the bond that the silent moments such as these bring. There are few beings who understand clear the words which the devil speaks and those few The Morningstar keeps near. But there is no other outside Mazikeen who understands his silence. For this Lucifer does more than hold the woman near to him. He cares for her.  His care may not be clear to all. He never defends her against the unwanted attention of the many drunks who foolish hit on her after too many drinks. He does not often hold her hand and he certainly does not share with others his feelings for her. Mazikeen count on one hand the amount of times the words “I love you.” have left his mouth. But it does not matter how it looks to outsiders. She and him know of the bond they share and that is enough for both of them. That is what matters, and that is what real love is. An unbreakable bond between two beings that needs no words, and needs no proof to others.  The two are forever connected. Time has recently shown them that even demons, angels, and the devil change as they age. The universe changes, Gods die and become replace. Children grow old and become the parents to a new set of children, and so on. Buildings crumble and turn to ashes only to have new buildings placed over those ashes. And these two have seen this all happen. The only thing which even time will not change is their love for one another. Their connection will remain even when all else crumbles. It will remain long after this club is gone and long after Lucifer has lost is interest in the piano. Right as the morning sun in it’s glorious shades of pinks and red creeps its fingers across the sky Lucifer’s song comes to an end.  The once ruler of Hell rises from his spot. Mazikeen watches him. She’s waiting to follow after him the same way she always does and the same way she always will. No...After him is the wrong word for what she does though many could easily make this mistake. She will follow besides him. The Morningstar offers the demoness his hand. A rare and private gesture of affection. A small smile comes across her human appearing side of the face as Mazikeen accepts the offered hand. His hand is warm like the afternoon sun shining down on one’s face. There is passion in his touch and how could there not be? He is a being filled with such passion that it scares all others.  “Shall we?” The devil asks. There is a small nod from the Lilim and together the two go off. Where they go in this story does not matter. What matter here is what always has mattered for the two. They are going together.

[xamassed]

⟬ @unhclyblood​ ⟭

Dropping down on to the edge of Beel’s bed with a wave to Belphie when he perked up to see who came in, Lilim had her iCoffin out texting messages at a speed that would make any social media manager green with envy. “So, where do you wanna fuel up before your big game tonight? I’ll pay, of course,” she said without waiting for him speak first. “Also, since I know you’re going to win, what food do you want at the after party? No, you can’t fight me on the party idea because I already sent out invites. Also, do you want a more nightclub vibe or strippers? I own one of each in town here. Sorry I can’t give you more options but university towns always have strict rules on these things, even in hell.” Putting her phone in sleep mode,  she rolled her wrists as she looked at him for the first time she walked in to room a small smile of her lips. Did she want to support Beelzebub at his fangol game? Absolutely! Did she also want a reason to have an end of the school year rager where there was a huge potential for wild sex, illegal drugs, and bloody brawls? Well… She wasn’t a devil for nothing. 😈

Beelzebub made to speak, but it was clear as day that she was too excited to give him an opening. Patient and never much for talking in the first place, the glutton returned to his little bag of cookies. The idea of her taking him out to eat had him all the more determined to win, but it was the mention of nightclubs and strippers that made his expression fall into one of unease.

A quick glance was spared to his twin, who in return gave him a shrug and rolled over. This was their business, not his own. It made the sixth-born feel the slightest bit abandoned, but he wouldn’t dump this on his brother when all he wanted was to sleep.

“I don’t. . . I don’t really do either of those things.” Beelzebub stuffed another cookie into his mouth and turned his eyes down towards his knees. “I don’t hate parties, especially if they’ve got plenty of food, but I don’t like the people there. They get too touch-y and weird, and it makes me uncomfortable.”

There was another feeling lodged in his chest, but he couldn’t quite place what it was. It was small, at first, but the more he thought about either option, the more it began to swell. Sooner or later, he would realize it was a different kind of disappointment, the kind that came when you thought someone knew you.

“I’ll still eat with you. Maybe we can go to Hell’s Kitchen, but after I might just come home. I’m sure Asmo or Mammon will go with you to your party if you really want to go.” He popped one more cookie, but it didn’t taste as good now that he knew he was letting her down. “Sorry. . .”

[lux-i-fer]

Do you have any more head cannons about queen of Hell!Chloe?

A demon tries to kill Chloe a week before her coronation. It does not go well for several reasons. The main one being the demon was not expecting to get disarmed and pistol whipped with the hilt of their own dagger.

That gossip spreads quickly (Ansel was a fool to test their new Lady without knowing her strengths as a fighter becomes the general consensus)

The demons’ respect only grows when Chloe reprimands Maze like a child and Mazikeen of the Lilim actually has the nerve to look chastened.

Speaking of her coronation, Lord Lucifer bows to this unknown human and kisses her hand as if he were a dog.

Hell is indeed frozen for a few days after that. (But only in the metaphorical sense. The demons have been stunned to silence for the first time in their lives. Even the ash seems to stutter in its relentless torrent). 

Chloe forgoes traditional Hell noble attire. One cannot expect to get their hands dirty while wearing an ornate evening gown now can we?

But Lady Chloe is also known for her mercy too.

Many a demon has been spared from Lord Lucifer’s wrath by the steely gaze of their Lady.

Chloe has 100% topped Lucifer while sitting on the palace throne. The servants have tried (and failed) to block out that mental image.

The servants have walked in on Lucifer and Chloe so goddamn many times because who knew the quickest way to the Devil’s uhhh heart was by letting Chloe Decker absolutely dominate during an advisor meeting? 

At first, Chloe feared how easy it was to embrace the darkness of Hell and how easily it welcomed her in turn.

Hell never sleeps, but Chloe likes to rest all the same (if only to maintain some semblance of normalcy). In those early days Lucifer would crawl into bed with her and hold her while she cried, fearing that she’d sink into the shadows of Hell for good.

Chloe credits Lucifer for helping her finally find the balance between dark and light.

She may rarely say it out loud, but she wouldn’t trade her life in Hell for the sweetest garden in Heaven.

[lalelilolusworld]

The Devil’s first child

Unbetaed. English is not my first languge. Edited in 10 minutes.

Everyone always thought, that when Chloe would get pregnant with Lucifer’s child it would mean that the Anti-Christ would come to the world and all the yadda-yadda about destroying the world and so on and so forth would happen to earth and no one would be safe.

So when that child was born and nothing, really nothing happened from any of those prophecies, they were marked as ‘made by radical lunatics’ like most of the stuff made up revolving the devil. Lucifer made clear that he had “always said so” while coddling Trixie and the Toddler.

Everyone started to let their guard down, the angels in heaven started to relax, the demons - yes even those had feared a new, more monstrous master- stopped producing hell forged weapons non-stop. Everything calmed down.

What a fatal mistake it was. On the other hand, they could not have prepared for that child, no matter what.

When the Devil’s first child passed away, all hell broke loose in heaven. The child tore everything apart what once was there, though with no malicious intent. They just did what they thought was just and undid what they saw as unjust. Once the “refurnishing” was done in heaven, the angels were dealt with and reassigned accordingly to their talents and their wishes and the human souls were sorted out, the urchin let heaven descend to hell.

They were well trained by the first of the Lilim, Mazikeen, even knew how to speak some of the Lilim language. It helped them immensely to earn the respect and the fear of the demons. They were no match for her and for her emotions, for her and her light, for her and her passion. The same happened in hell as it happened in heaven. The unjust was destroyed and the just was created. Once again the creatures were reassigned according to their talents and wishes and some of the human souls were shown doors when others lost their doors completely.

And thus the Anti-Christ destroyed what mantled the world. They tore it down and rebuilt it. Improved the faulty system.

Beatrice ‘Trixie’ Espinoza looked over all that she had made, and she saw that it was very good!

Please let me know what you think of this mini-fic :)

Spell-checking by word inc.

[magicalshe]

continued from here // @prettyboywarrior

⚸ ───── ❝ You are such a spoiled mutt ~ . ❞ Her words were harsh but mirth was clear on her features. She made no effort to hide herself from him as she made her way to him with slow calculated steps.

[tiberiusmadhouse]

@fxmmefatales​ said: city view (Lucifer)

     It wasn’t that they’d even been private, Lucifer made no secret of his preference for one demon, one child of Lilith. But this was something of a muted declaration to anyone who dared to look. Black wings flared as he rested his back against the glass, a hand smoothing along her thigh to feel the tremors in it as he ate her. He could hear her speaking, saying something as her fingers tangled in his hair, and it made him chuckle against her before slowly biting down and making her whimper. 

     There was a sharp retort through the air, golden eyes opening to look up the line of her body as she ground against his mouth. A hand had slammed against the glass as the Lilim tried to keep herself together. Which, while satisfying, was not what the Devil wanted. He wanted all of Dis to hear her screams, wanted its citizens to look up and wonder. Or if their eyesight was good enough, to see the mess he’d made of her. It was just one of those moods.

      It wouldn’t be long now, fingers searing a burning path along her skin, a sharper pain than just dragging his nails against already sensitive skin. A playful pause of his administrations, the moment of shock he could feel resound through her, the offense that he’d bring her so close only to stop. Again. The curses that growled their way out of her throat made him laugh, even as Mazikeen took it upon herself to seek her own pleasure brazenly. 

[ambitious-procrastinator]

Okay serious talk now about s4

First, this will of course be full of spoilers about the entire season so... Careful what you wish for

First of all, it is SO nice to see Chloe and Lucifer finally having REAL TALKS on REAL MATTERS and dealing with the REAL STUFF. I'm so glad Netflix did it this way, and didn't just got rid of it in like 3 episodes. It took the WHOLE BLOODY SEASON AND THAT'S HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO GO!

No I mean just look at Chloe and Lucifer interactions this season : they fight, they yell at each other, they break down and make it up and down again, they struggle, they doubt. CHLOE ALMOST BETRAY HIM I MEAN WHO SAW THAT COMING??? Her world is so shattered and she finds herself to be so vulnerable for a moment she let herself be manipulated into convincing herself that everything she knew about Lucifer was a lie, trying to send him back to hell, she LIES to him!! She does the one thing she knows he'd be really angry with, him who never lies, she dares to lie to him and to think he is actually the father of lies. She wonders if he took pleasure in the torture and pain because she doesn't know what she knows anymore. And it's so good to see that she can open up about these things to Lucifer, even violently. And Lucifer FINALLY BEING ABLE TO OPEN UP TOO ON ALL THE SUPERNATURAL STUFF AND HIS INTERNAL TURMOIL IS SUCH A DELIGHTFULLY SATISFYING LIBERATION IT IS ACTUALLY A CATHARTIC EXPERIENCE.

We finally have a general depiction of hell and it was about fucking time!! And HAVE YOU SEEN HIS THRONE????

Ella high on cocain though 😂😂😂

I can't believe we had to wait 4 seasons for Trixie to finally discover the penthouse and she's so excited about it!!

Let me get back to the Chloe processing thing. She lies and doubts Lucifer and hurt him, before she overcomes her doubts and from the moment she realizes she has been manipulated, she returns to being 300% loyal to Lucifer and finds a way to get over her fears for him. I love it so damn much !

LINDA AND AMENADIEL HAVE A BABY!!!!! OH MY GOD I'M SO HAPPY THIS SOME SERIOUS BUSINESS NOW!!!! I really wasn't expecting it but I enjoyed EVERY SECOND OF IT!!

Dan's dealing with his grief is so well written! He's all walls up and mad at everyone and everything. He's just a big mess and simply doesn't what to do with himself until he commits a big mistake and put his own daughter's life at risk. And he needs it to realize he has to deal with the pain, get his shit together, then move on (just like Chloe when you think about it...) And I'm really not surprised he had this moment Ella as they're both going through doubt and questioning, they just happen to need to relieve the pain at the same time

"Do you have supernatural powers or something?" 😂😂😂

God. He was almost completely absent this season (not arms if was ever especially present, but), and it really allowed the show to dig deeper into the dark side, and it was so good. Really, Lucifer hardly ever blamed his father anymore, and even Amenadiel doesn't talk about Him this much.

Honestly, I wasn't really into the show these days and wasn't even sure if I would even watch the season but I'M SO GLAD I DID, I'M BACK ON THE RAILS!!

Have you seen those ep climax's??? I mean just look at x01!! The car stuff and all!! There is no way this was anything else but an ultimate mix of the best fics you can find out there, my fangirl heart orgasmed at least 19time each ep! The axe scene in ep 2!!!!😍😍😍

We FINALLY have a true devil!! KING OF PAIN, KING OF DEMONIC LEGIONS, KING OF HELL!!! AND THEY GOT EVERYTHING THE DEVIL PLOT LACKED UNTIL NOW. Possession and exorcism, prophecy, the Church/Vatican getting involved (I'd really like to see more of that stuff actually)

Episodes length (50mins instead of 40 before) allows the plot to be more elaborate and detailed and the scenes finally take time to settle down when things turn emotional and you need to slow the episode's rythm

Eve. Come on!!!! She nearly spends the entire season standing between Chlo and Luce and ruining your dreams, but YOU STILL CAN'T HATE HER. She just so genuinely cares about Lucifer and she's so innocently naive and a puddle of cuteness and you just have to deal with the fact that you like her, whether you want it or not. Even after all her mistakes and misjudgments, she is still just a cute little creature.

Devil eyes (at min) in every. single. episode. 😍😍😍

trixie doesn't have much screen time, but her scenes are so good, funny, dramatic, emotional. And have you scene how much Scarlet grew up??? Our little fairy...

Mazikeen speaking Lilim!!! 😈😈😈

This season is actually a fucking train wreck for basically everyone and it's so good

Thank you for this Netflix!!

[lunar-lattice]

The Place Between Places

The Devil and a Jesus figure walk into a bar…

….or how Ryo woke in the place between places and met Kaworu, someone who knew more than a little about time loops, true love and failing your purpose.

AO3 Mirror / Fanfic.net Mirror

The last things Satan remembered were beautifully terrible and terribly beautiful things. First came the crescendo song, a song of praise and wail of suffering sung in a world-ending harmony. Then came a white fire that felt cold and hot at the same time as it incinerated the Earth, the universe and finally, Satan himself. And of course, the bitter smell of burning feathers.

But it was fading fast like a bad dream. All he could remember now was being uncomfortably warm but here, wherever here was, was pleasantly cool. Satan almost wanted to curl up with his wings around him and sleep. He was so tired and vaguely sad, for a reason he could not recall.

But something, or someone was watching him.

He stood, reflexively flaring his wings. His watcher sat a few feet away in a bench, hands clasped and giving him an inquisitive look. Seeing Ryo stand, he smiled and greeted him, "Hello,"

"Hello…." Satan trailed off, honestly the slightest bit unnerved by the boy. In such an empty place, he was out of place merely being there. But there's was something…off about him. He looked young, certainly younger than how Satan appeared. Whatever off about him was something more than his silvery hair, too pale skin and eyes the color of spilled blood. The boy hummed, "How curious…a visitor."

Satan ignored him for the time being, opting to investigate his surroundings. They were in a train station that stretched as far as he could see in both ways, silver fog obscuring whatever might be at the end. The walls and ceiling were glass, showing the outside was an endless expanse of space. There were too many stars in the sky. Satan would know, he was there when they were put there. An orbiting ring of what appeared to be blood moved slowly above, accompanied by the moon, which was cut in two and blood-streaked. If he looked below it, an asteroid belt was below them. Somehow though, the area was lit by an ethereal light, casting everything in an eerily normal glow.

"I haven't had a visitor in…" the boy paused, "…well, forever!"

"Where am I," Satan cut to the chase, his voice low and dangerous.

The boy seemed a little off-guard but it lasted for only a moment before he said, "This is the place between places, specifically time loops."

A ghost of recognition flashed through Satan, "Time loops?" he echoed.

Now the boy was caught off-guard. He blinked in confusion, "You don't remember? You're here and you don't?"

"If I did, I wouldn't have been confused," Satan snapped back.

The boy sat up, his elbows set on his knees and his hands pressed together as if he was praying. He mused, "Either this is your first loop or you've specifically been made to not remember."

Satan knew exactly who would do this. He couldn't sense Him here but that wouldn't stop him from giving Him a piece of his mind. He turned to the window, a snarl on his tongue.

"Wait!" the boy called, standing to his feet.

"I might be able to help! Granted, I'll be forcing you to remember and the other times someone like me has tried this it wasn't…" he grimaced, "…pleasant for the one being affected."

Satan walked up to him, his arms folded. "It can't be that bad," he demanded.

"I beg to differ—"

"Do it."

The boy grimaced but didn't argue. He raised his hand, it glowing faintly. He pressed just the finger tips to Ryo's forehead before the world exploded into an overwhelming white light, a chorus singing in triumph in the background…

…he was Satan, God's favored, Lucifer the Light bringer!

Or was he God's punished son, the Devil, thrown from Heaven for his transgressions?

The leader of the demons? A school boy? A professor? A snake? A friend, a foe? An enemy, a lover? Angel, demon, human?

Was he Satan or was he Ryo Asuka? Both, neither, something else? Who was he?

"My friend Ryo!"

He was alone, in a house that didn't feel like his own, demons prowling around the corner. He hefted his shotgun, ignoring the fear in his bones-

No, he was in the jungle. It was a hot night, not because the humidity but because a raging fire. He thought he knew this person but humans didn't look like that.

No, Hell was colder than he thought. This wasn't his ultimate punishment but it was one, nonetheless.

"Why are you crying…? I'm not crying."

"Yes, you are! You're crying too!"

His eyes burned, his cheeks were wet.

"No, I'm not…why? Why am I crying? There's no love or sorrow so why?

Why am I so sad?"

The neon lights were like a false sun, shining upon a display of debauchery that would fit more into the nine circles of Hell. The air was heavy with smoke and sweat and other things more unmentionable. His hands were sticky and warm, crimson red. Was this his blood or someone else's? Before he could ask, pain exploded in his side and then there was pain everywhere.

"I did this for you!

I made you into this so you'd survive!"

Everything hurt. Somewhere above him there was the tearing of flesh, the gnashing of teeth, the flapping of wings. The air was heavy with the iron scent of human blood and the sulfur scent of demonic blood. No…

Neither a man, nor Amon. Neither human or devil yet both. A violent union made to protect and protect it did but—

The world was panicking. The streets were full of violence and blood and pain. Were the true devils those of mismatched parts, stolen facts, bloodied feathers? Or were the true devils your fellow man? Perhaps, the true devil was cloaked in white.

He remembered who he was. Sometimes it was a flash, sometimes it was a stare. Sometimes it accompanied white light, sometimes it accompanied a rainbow of light. But every time, he came to the same conclusion. And he went though with it every time, over and over and over—

It's over.

"Why aren't you speaking?"

It's over.

"Don't leave me…"

Accept what you've done. Over and over and over—

"You're sleeping, huh?"

No, he's dead. Over and over and over—

Over and over—

Over—

"Akira!" Ryo shrieked, jolting away.

He stumbled only a few steps away before his knees gave out. He didn't bother moving from where he crumpled, wings wrapped around him as a shield away from the world. Sobs escaped him as his mind tried, and failed, to make sense of the visions. It was too much so it fixated on the final, most fresh memory.

Which was the corpse of Akira Fudo, killed by none other than Ryo himself.

How could he forget Akira, much less everything else? But yet, remembering hurt so much more.

When he finally recovered enough to move, he looked up. Where he had left him was the boy, fidgeting in place as if he wanted to do something but wasn't sure if he should. He babbled, "I'm sorry! I wouldn't have done it if you hadn't insisted! I should have known…"

Ryo stood, picking himself off the ground. "It's fine," he said, even though he didn't feel it.

Suddenly, he felt remarkably human and thus, exposed. He wished he had a coat. And as if a guardian of this place heard him, an outfit consisting of a white button-up, slacks and a white trench coat appeared on him. He chalked it up to the liminal magic of the place and offered his hand to the boy, "I'm…"

He paused, pondered, then made a decision, "I'm Ryo Asuka."

The boy's ethereal smile settled back onto his face and he took his hand, "I'm Kaworu Nagisa."

Ryo looked around the place and said, "Time loops, huh?"

He looked back at Kaworu, who smiled still and looked completely at ease with himself. He had done that weird thing to him. "What did you do to me?" he asked.

Kaworu turned his head to the side, "Remember?"

"No, I…" Ryo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "I mean, how did you that?"

"Oh! I used my AT Field to reach into your mind and bring those memories to the forefront. They were still there, just behind a block of sorts," Kaworu explained, as if he expected Ryo to understand. He did for the most part but it was obvious that there truly was something off about the boy.

"Right. Next question. What in the hell did you do for God to punish you?!" he asked, throwing his arms up. The boy looked fresh into his teens, memory powers or not! Not to mention, he looked like he'd rather catch a fly than harm it.

"Oh well," Kaworu rocked on his heels, "Not so much God as myself. I had a purpose to fulfill and I failed it because there was something else so powerful it overrode my purpose."

He sighed, his eyes dreamy, "I fell in love."

Right. Still, it felt eerily familiar. Rejecting a purpose, punishment and falling in love. Sure, love didn't condemn him to this fate. It always came too late for that. Still, it felt too close. "Are you an angel?" Ryo asked.

"An Angel?"

The two stared at each other. Ryo narrowed his eyes. "Well, perhaps a different kind of angel," Kaworu chuckled, "What are your breed of angels like?"

Ryo flared his wings as he explained, "Angels are beautiful and terrible where I come from. They look a lot like you'd expect except with six wings. I, however, have ten."

"So how you'd find on the stained glass windows of a church?" Kaworu asked.

"Eh, basically," Ryo shrugged, slightly insulted with the comparison.

Kaworu chuckles, "My breed of Angels? They're something rather hard to comprehend and I cannot describe us as a whole since we're all different."

"You're pretty easy to comprehend," Ryo couldn't help but snark back.

Kaworu furrowed his eyebrows, "Well, I just happen to look like a Lilim. Anyways, we're not so much biblical messengers as otherworldly beings."

"Aliens, got it. So why call you Angels?" Ryo sat back on the bench, folding his wings to have some semblance of comfort.

"Well, that's just what the Lilim ended up calling us. Bit ironic, considering," Kaworu explained as he sat by him.

"You know, you're awfully cryptic. How about give me the whole story?" Ryo asked.

"A story for a story. I tell you why I'm here and you tell me why you're here," Kaworu suggested.

Ryo pondered it. On one hand, he wanted to hold it close to his chest, as if letting it go would see any happy ending fly out of his hands. On the other hand, he probably should say something. "Alright," he agreed.

Kaworu's story started in the cold expanse of space, nothingness where most creation tales began. Except instead of a God, there were two different Mothers who landed on a planet they shouldn't have. The Mother of the Angels, Adam, was struck with a fail safe that rendered her dormant. With no opposition, the Mother of Humanity, Lilith, created the first life with her blood.

Fast forward to the year 2000, where a group of humans made contact with Adam, seeking the beginning of godhood. Ryo thought it ridiculous, humans achieving godhood. Wasn't God terrible enough? Kaworu went on, how this contact began the terraforming of Earth, wiping it of Lilith-based life until it was stopped. On that day, he was born.

Fast forward 15 more years, and the Angels were awakening, looking for their Mother. Most didn't want to harm humanity, only to reunite with their parent and to fulfill a purpose that drove them forward. Humanity fought back with weapons made from the stolen flesh of an Angel, the "Evangelion" which was piloted by 14 year olds. 16 Angels came and died and then it was Kaworu's turn as the final Angel, the Angel of Free Will. And by this time, there was only one pilot left to fight, a one Shinji Ikari.

Shinji, Kaworu explained with a dreamy expression, was a shining example of humanity in all their fragility. Kaworu empathized with him and in turn, loved him. When the time came to Kaworu to reunite with Adam, he had been duped. He came to a decision: to allow humanity and Shinji to live, he would die, at his love's hands no less.

Then he woke up here.

Then, as if he hadn't just recounted how he died, he turned to Ryo and asked, "So what about you?"

Ryo felt uncomfortable, not because of Kaworu's apparent casualness towards his situation. No, his story was a flip side to Kaworu's. Instead of sacrificing himself for humanity, he wiped them out. Instead of dying by his love's hand, his love died by his. Did he want to admit this? Kaworu's patient expression urged him on and suddenly, he was opening up.

Ryo's tale was more biblical. In the beginning there was light and from this light came him, God's favored. Before humans, before anything else there were the demons, the rulers of the Earth. But for humans to exist, the demons were deemed unable to coexist and God prepared to strike them down. Satan pleaded otherwise. He saw a strength in the demon's single-minded violence, a strength he argued proved they should exist. He wouldn't bow to anything lesser.

The fact he was cast out showed God did not agree. But this wasn't the catalyst.

The catalyst was, upon awakening with the demons, he saw humanity and decided to wipe them out before he went onto Heaven. So he wiped out humanity and was wiped out in turn. And it continued to repeat until he woke up here.

Kaworu found his story…lacking. He glossed over the final genocide of humanity and it felt like…he wasn't telling the whole story. So he asked, "What's the rest?"

"The rest?" an expression of despair flickered over Ryo's face before he made it forcefully neutral.

"You broke down when you remembered. Granted, it was traumatic but if you killed humanity with no remorse, you wouldn't have felt as bad," Kaworu pointed out.

Ryo's wing feathers puffed up, like an angry cat, and in one fluid motion, he stood up and turned to tower about Kaworu, "That was it!"

Kaworu was unfazed, "You can't bury what hurts where you think it will no longer hurt you. It will fester and rot and hurt all the more."

Ryo wondered what would happen if he swung at Kaworu.

"Let me put it more bluntly. Who is 'Akira'?"

It felt like everything stopped and Ryo drooped, his quick burst of righteous fury fizzled out. "How did you hear that name?" he asked.

"When you 'awoke' from your chance, you screamed his name," Kaworu's voice was softer now.

"Akira was…one of the few good humans. He was always there, always loyal and cared so much. He followed me and trusted me and I hope, loved me. If I asked him to follow me through Hell, he wouldn't have done it, no matter how frightened he was. I wanted to protect him but you know what happened?"

Before Kaworu could ask, Ryo practically howled, "I killed him! At least, with the rest of humanity, it was impersonal! Either they were collateral damage or a demon killed them or even their peers! But no, Akira was the only one," he glanced at his hands, imagining them covered in crimson, "He was the only one to die by my hand."

He wrapped his wings around him, cutting off Kaworu and the entire world. "Ryo—" Kaworu began.

"No!" Ryo cried, "Go away!"

There was no way to tell time here. The sky moved but it wasn't consistent. The stars winked in and out sometimes, changing color or brightness or disappearing all together. The moon, the asteroids and the streak of blood did not change, as static as those who stayed there. It was always lit in a twilight light, never going any brighter or darker. Kaworu sat by the window, humming a familiar tone, lost in thought when Ryo returned and sat by him. The angel asked, "How long will I be here?"

"When you're ready to return," the Angel replied.

Ryo sighed, "Figured as much."

"Don't feel bad, I'm not ready either."

Ryo looked at Kaworu. He was more pensive than usual, one hand pressed to the glass. "What happened last time to you?" Ryo asked.

Kaworu grimaced. Even the mere thought brought him back to it—the crackling of the DSS Choker activating, the eerie howling of Eva 13 awakening, the realization that he had failed all over again. And there was Shinji, hands pressed to the glass as he pleaded for him not to go. "I felt like I was closer than ever before. This time, he'd be happy. But, what I thought was our salvation was a ruse, and the world began to fall apart," one of his hands ghosted over his neck, "And I had to die to stop it."

It was quiet again until Ryo spoke, "Last time was…odd. It was similar to the first ever time, I remember that. But there were key differences, one of which being I didn't feel…as much. So in the end, when I realized I loved Akira and what I had done to him and the world, it hurt all the more."

He looked out across the expanse of space, imagining an intact Earth out there, "I'm afraid of what God will throw at me next time."

"You have an advantage. If the end of the world is your fault, if you don't go through with it, wouldn't He be pleased?" Kaworu asked with a tilt of his head.

"I….don't know. I don't actually know if this is my eternal punishment or merely a way to get me to change. I don't know if He'll give me another chance. The humans say He's a loving God but…I don't know. He wasn't all that loving to me."

Ryo paused, then admitted, "I'd hope He loves the humans enough to not wipe them out Himself if I refuse to. If that's the case, I'm my own worst enemy."

Five minutes or five years might have passed before they struck up conversation again on anything but reminiscing. "I half-expected you to be gone," Kaworu remarked.

At Ryo's withering glare, he added, "Not that I don't enjoy your company, I just imagined you'd be ready to try again. I was."

"It's because you're an optimist," Ryo shot back and Kaworu went silent, a true feat. Ryo would be lying if he said he didn't feel smug.

Kaworu shrugged, "You're right, I suppose."

"Anyway, I know what I'm getting myself into. I need to go sometime," he sighed, "Waiting changes nothing."

"Well, a lifetime here is not even a moment there. You can afford to wait," Kaworu said.

Ryo's lips quirked up into an almost, barely there half-smile, "Well, I'd like to see Akira. My last memory of him…." his expression fell, "It's not pleasant."

He shook his head, "I don't want to fail anymore. Akira doesn't deserve it."

Kaworu frowned, knowing all too well how he felt, "I can't fault you for that."

"No more waiting! I've leaving today," Ryo declared, not much longer after.

"Alright, I'll go then too," Kaworu agreed, with his trademark ethereal smile.

Ryo paused then realized what he meant, "Hey! Were you waiting on your ass on my account?"

Kaworu smiled wider, "It would have been cruel of me to leave you alone."

Ryo turned away, his pride diminished ever so slightly. Any other reply he might have had was drowned out by a long wailing train horn. Down the track came a golden light and rattling echo. A gilded white train rolled into their station and stopped. With a sigh, its doors opened. "Well, I guess you are leaving today," Kaworu commented.

Ryo approached it, apprehensive. This was it. No going back. Even if he felt unprepared, his soul must have known the truth. "Good luck!" Kaworu called behind him, having come to his feet for his farewell.

Ryo made his final decision and braced himself against the door. He called back, "Good luck to you too. Maybe I, er, maybe we'll get it right this time."

He turned and smiled, "I better not catch you here again!"

Kaworu was taken aback then laughed, "Alright, I'll try my best not to come back! I better not see you here again too!"

Ryo entered, a true smile on his face and the doors closed behind him. As the train left the station, he felt himself falling asleep. He hoped he woke up in a world where he and Akira could be happy.

Kaworu sighed but the smile did not leave his face. Despite his fear of failure, he felt his own silvery train would arrive soon. Maybe, just maybe, he'd get it right this time as well.

[sanoiro]

Lucifer 3x03 Mr and Mrs Smith The 5th File - Gaudium

At the end of 3x03 episode, Mr and Mrs Mazikeen Smith, there was a figure archiving Maze’s latest adventures in a place which looked a lot like the precinct. 

The files were:

Lucifer Morningstar Mazakeen of the Lilim  Amenadiel / Dr Canaan Charlote Richards Gaudium

As we can guess someone is keeping tabs on them since Season One and the broad shoulders with the precaution of gloves might hint Pierce. Still were and should not be sure it was him just yet. 

Now back to the Gaudium. Many after the Canadien airing asked me if it was a thing because they could only find the Latin translation of the world which is joy/pleasure. This is not good by the way... It’s something dark and very dangerous. 

For the ones who went to Sunday School or you might be an avid fan of the Catholic dogma, not me but you get the drift, you might know Gaudium as the term used for one of the internal sins.  

For the ones who read the Lucifer Comics.... well he is a character and more precisely, Gaudium is a fallen cherub who appears in the majority of the series. He is not a bad character and actually helps Lucifer and the rest of the comic’s gang whenever he can but to actually see him in the show will be a bit hard still I’d be more than happy if Lucifer got back his strange fallen pet of shorts... 

So Lucifer Comics or Theology for this one? I would say Theology although I crave to see this foul mouthed little creature in teh show. Alas our CGI budget is not great so...  

In Christianity and mainly in Catholicism you have the external acts and the external sin, like murdering someone which is both an act and a sin and then you have the internal acts and the sins. Internal acts and sins are what we can associate mostly with the evil thoughts. 

The Internal sins are three:

1) Delectatio morosa: This sin is the pleasure taken through a sinful thought or imagination even without desiring it. 

This is perhaps part of Lucifer’s domain. He calls out the desires of people which they crave but they are bound by the constrictions of imagination or thought which sometimes may explain certain acts around these desires but with never reaching the desirable act itself. 

Something like someone wants to cheat their partner, they can speak about it but they never do it. According to this concept, that person has lustful thoughts and as such he or she has committed a sin. 

2) Gaudium: This is darker as the person takes pleasure out of the sins that have already been committed. It’s in a sense the joy you get out of an act but to which you are not remorseful about it, on the contrary, you relieve it with avid satisfaction...

In this case, you don;t just think something you have done it and you still enjoy it beyond of what you might have wanted out of that sin. You sin in order to sin which brings the third internal sin which in my opinion is connected to the second. 

3) Desiderium: Desiring what is sinful because it is sinful and for no other reason.

The above sins according to the Catholic dogma have more effect on someone's soul than the ones who can be committed. A murder can be forgiven but the desire and the pleasure you get out of it cannot be forgiven and can stain a soul. 

Matthew 5:28 But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart.

Romans 6:12 Therefore do not let sin reign in your mortal body so that you obey its evil desires.

Okay, so what that has to do with Lucifer?

The word connects both in my opinion Marcus and Sinnerman but through a very different thread than the one you might think of. Let’s begin with Sinnerman. 

In order for you to understand Sinnerman, we have to get back to Lucifer for a while. Lucifer has the “gift” to draw out desires verbally. The humans who are under his mojo at the time seem dazed and sometimes are wondering if they actually said that. Sometimes they also seem confused on what they have said in the first place. Still, Lucifer only exploits deep dark desires but so far when they have shown that they are desiring sin itself he is furious. Murder, exploitation, deceit does not dwell well for Lucifer and he always lashes out on them afterwards. Remember how angry he was with the guy who had killed Jenna? He condemns that kind of desire and sin. 

But does Lucifer urge people to sin? In a way yes but only on the first level and when they don’t really harm themselves or others. He is very careful on what kind of favours he grants and what he tells people it’s okay to do. So yes Lucifer does like to give a push on free will but that’s it by no circumstance these people can claim that the Devil made them do it. It was their free will playing the part but mostly on a very tolerable level of sin. A kind of sin which you can deem as liberation in a way. Seeking sexual gratification, liberation, money... Still, whatever would cause an eternal damnation is out of Lucifer’s book. 

Some say that we sin because we are sinners due to the eternal sin... The first sin if you like of Adam so we are bound to sin at some point but that does not mean we cannot aim to be sinfree... Anyway now let’s get back to Sinnerman. 

Sinnerman as we saw in 3x01 murdered in a way Lucifer’s kidnapper. The guy who Lucifer afterwards questioned in 3x02 was adamant that he had killed the kidnapper because Sam was sleeping with his girlfriend and so the murder was out of jealousy.

On a later scene, Lucifer says that Sinnerman might have manipulated that guy somehow.... Gaudium was the perfect way to do it. 

Sinnerman might have a very interesting ability. He grants favours yes but what if he can externalise the internal sins? At least the Gaudium? Here we can think of two possibilities. Either  Either Sinnerman can make people externalise their internal sinful thought into actions and then leaving them dazed and confused in a way Lucifer leaves his interrogation victims, or he can convince people that they have acted on their internal evil thoughts to cover his evil acts. In my opinion, the first one is the most plausible answer. Sinnerman can manipulate people on acting on their desires by evoking the feeling of Gaudium, meaning the pleasure of having satisfied an act and in this case an act which carries a sin internally and now externally. 

But doesn’t that debunk your Maze theory since June Sanoiro? No it does not, on the contrary, it strengthens my belief that Sinnerman manipulated Maze on her internal sins and she might have acted on them but like the guy in the precinct she will not remember it. Yet with that in mind, we also have another possible player entering the game. Chloe... 

Yes as unbelievable it might sound, Chloe might have been manipulated to attack Lucifer. Perhaps she was used in order to dispose or worse (think wings) hence the burns he had sustained... Now that implicates things quite a bit and the board could be changing a lot by the end of S3. Do not forget that we have a really big and shocking surprise coming up according to Lauren German (Chloe Decker) in her last interview. Does she know something? Who knows she was just telling what the writers had told them early in S3 so only time will tell... 

Still, I might be wrong about Maze as in the final scene we see that the guy who handles the files is wearing black gloves... But not leather ones like in 2x18. 

Now as you can see the drawer has two sets of files and the second also has some names.

As far as I can see the first is J. Chris Peterson. The only J. Peterson I know in Lucifer was featured as a Doctor with his wife (also a Doctor) in 2x06 - Monster. 

The second seems to be really short and as far as I can tell with a lot of difficulties it might - again might - be Dr Martin. 

The third was the most difficult one. As far as I can tell the second part is “of God”. Other possible words are rot or rest. In any case One of my interpretations of the first word is DUMMA of GOD. Duma (one M) in the comic books was the fallen angel who took over the rule of Hell after Lucifer left. He is not a bad Angel in any case but he has fallen out of favour for sure as he is called the Prince of Hell. For more info on that character just click the embedded link on the name above.  

There are other words that might fit the first half of the third file but I cannot say with certainty. Just think of something between 5-7 words and see if it fits... 

Finally, what is the connection between the Sinnerman and Pierce? Let’s say that according to the broad shoulders and all that in the final scene it’s Pirce although it might also be Dan by the paleness of the skin. Still, they might have used another actor for the end of 2x19 as Welling had not been cast at that point in spring in 2017 and we don;t know if that scene was shot then or now. 

Marcus Pierce as we know has a tattoo which features some interesting Latin words. Most of them are words that were used in the Christianised Europe and the use of Gaudium is as I have said a term used mainly if not exclusively by the Catholic Dogma. My speculation here is that Pierce might have belonged at some point in an organisation which was aware of what existed on Earth and got out after the death of a loved one, probably of his child in my opinion. 

The files seem like they have been meticulously kept but that doesn’t change the fact that certain vital information is missing. Charlotte Richards is not referred to as Mum, Lucifer is not referred to as Sammael or The Devil and yet Maze is called Of The Lilim. So can we speculate that Sinnerman might be one of her bothers? One that could manipulate her? 

Personally, I remember quite a few Lilim from the comics and none was pleasant or cuddly aside from Briadach in his childhood. For the time being if Sinnerman is connected with the comics I’ll tentatively remain on my belief that it might be The Silk Man but with our writers, you never know...  

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⚸ ───── ❝ I'm afraid I haven't seen any angels here recently, Ebb. Why? Lost your hatchery, ❞ the archdevil chuckled from where she stood on the stone entrance steps that lead into Redwine Holm. Crossing her arms under her chest, Lilim raised an eyebrow at him. ❝ What makes you think I know anything anyways? I have left Arachnid Enclave in months. ❞