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I’m sorry! I poofed off the face of the earth for a bit there and did not mean to at all. But I’m here, and I’m alive, and um… stuff.))
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Closed Rp
The mage frowned. He hadn’t expected the devil to be so sarcastic. His twinge of annoyance echoed within him, and it caused something else to twinge.
The blond boy felt a surge from his gut, a tendril of the monster within him uncoiling. After a deep breath Lucas shook his head to clear it and stepped forward out of the circle of salt. He squared his shoulders and took another breath.
"Seeing as I’ve already gotten all that, how about advice? I figured a fallen angel might be able to give the best way to avoid making the same mistake myself."
Blue eyes stared at the male in front of him, cold like the grave.
"I want to know how I can kill myself, and not come back this time."
Lucifer's head tilted ever so slightly. An ebon cascade of curls descended down one pale shoulder. And as his arms folded across his bare chest, he almost resemble the epitome of a teenage girl racked with boredom, minus the obnoxious chewing of gum with his mouth open.
The boy's courage had found him. Lord knew it was about time.
A dark chuckle left the Fallen's throat. The sound seemed to fill the entire room, and trickle through the shadows draping from his hips. Their tendrils shuddered and coiled with a life all their own, as if in response. They slithered in patterns across the floor, like dark barely tangible snakes, threatening to swallow the young mage whole.
"Advice?" It was a statement more than a question, posed as if he were mulling over the taste of some exotic wine. "Not just from a fallen, boy. You speak to the Fallen. If you want something out of me, I'd appreciate at least some ounce of respect."
And then the request came. Oh, please. Bind and gag him and throw him off a cliff, this was so insufferable. There was a headache coming on already. On such a perfectly good day, too. How boring. How troublesome.
Lucifer's eyes might have just rolled out of his skull and wound up as black marbles on the floor. Thank goodness they did not. "Oh, is that all? How droll. You summon me for suicide, something that would send you right to me in the first place. Is this truely how far I have fallen?" His gaze flew skyward as he uttered the last statement. But it was soon to circle a return to Lucas.
"So tell me," he stepped forward, steadily closing the distance between them. All the while, shadows began to slither up the wizard's sides, "Why would you want to go and do a thing like that?"
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Closed Rp
Lucas blinked. He hadn’t expected this to actually work. The ancient spell book he’d taken from Cassiopeia’s library had a spell for summoning the devil, and the wizard had decided to take the risk.
After collecting the necessary ingredients and reciting the spell, he’d watched the fire and smoke bubble from his pattern on the ground. As it cleared he blinked at the man standing there. Holy crap.
He checked his circle of salt. No repeating the Void incident. He pulled the star twinkled cloak tighter around himself and settled.
"H-Hello?…"
There he was, minding his own business in the depths of despair and torment (for once not his own) known as "Hell". And of course it just -had- to happen right then. That was the nature of it, wasn't it? To constantly be interrupted just as he has a moment to himself? He was just due to wallow in a bout of self loathing, since he'd missed his earlier appointment with the emotion, due to a certain pesky second in command who insisted he -smile-. Saboor was a rather persistent little --- demon. Though little wasn't the right word for the brute, was it? Not in the least. Either way a good sock to that furred jaw did a great deal to make him feel better.
At any rate, it happened while Lucifer was doing absolutely nothing. Nothing of note really. The feeling gripped him in the pit of his stomach, a curious tickling at first. And then, it was as if a blackhole appeared somewhere in the region a navel might appear on a human. He had little time to contemplate just what it was before the Fallen had folded in on himself, his entire being sucked through that little portal, and all to literally. With a resounding crack, and a plume of smoke that smelled horrendously like sulfur (why did it always have to be sulfur? Why not something a little more pleasant? This was just the worst.), he stood within the summoning circle, looking quite akin to a deer in the headlights (a rather unbecoming stance, mind you.)
The pillar of smoke shielded him just long enough for the Demon King to regain some semblance of composure. He stood straight at his full height and the brittle bones that once served as wings creaked threateningly as he folded them as tight as they would lay. Shadow clung to his waist, blacker than any night, and trailing up the snowy paleness of his skin. It sculpted around him, acting as some writhing make-shift kilt, if only for modesty's (hah!) sake. Those white hands moved across his lips, brushing away what might have been cobwebs, or what might have been that organic Shadow in one deft movement. And those deep, black eyes peered at the meddlesome little Wizard, something akin to boredom flashing across their glassy surface.
"Well," he spoke with a voice as smooth as satin, and richer than any sweet. "No one's certainly done -that- in a while."
Those dark eyes traced the marking and sigils charred into the floor's woodwork. "And look. You even got it all correct. I'm sure you're quite proud of yourself. Salt. How cute. Not that it will do you any good. I suppose we all can't be perfect."
His gaze found Lucas again, this time it was more penetrating... commanding... "Well? What do you want?" He didn't give the magician a moment to respond, "Your soul for someone else's? Immortality? Making some one love you? Some other mundane yet predictable deal you wish to make? Hurry up. I haven't got all day."
Actually, he did. He had an eternity to spare. But this... whoever he was didn't need to know that.
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((Hey guys! I’m heading to New york tomorrow, very early. So I won’t be around again until Monday. I haven’t forgotten about replies! This week just got really busy. But yes. thing. See you then!
Same goes for Lucifer. Leave me something nice while I’m gone. IDK))
I case someone want to experiment what real terror is go here it’s in english.
WHY WOULD YOU SOURCE THAT.
BECAUSE IM AN EVIL ASSHAT WIZARD THATS WHY
Dear god this shit. I got so scared I cried the first time a few years back.
Guys please, if you suffer from anything mentally or are faint of heart, DO NOT read this comic and even less with high volume or earphones. Just a small warning.
^^ PLEASE PLEASE READ THE WARNINGS! IT’S SCARY AS FUCK AND WILL FREAK YOU THE FUCK OUT!!
Reblog this with your mun and muses height
Mun: 5’6”
Muse: 5’3”
Mun: 5’4”
Muse: Human form, 6’8”; Angel form, 7’5”; True form: A bajilliontyeleven feet though actually probably at least 10-11’
Mun: still 5'4"
Muse: Human form: 5'10, Fallen form: 7', True form: dragon.
*gives a hug* would you send this to the first 10 people on your dash to keep it going?
You're far too kind.
I suppose it wouldn't -kill- me.
Hysteria - Muse
30 Day CD Meme Day 5
5.) What’s your character’s ranking on the KINSEY SCALE ?
Do you have to ask? Really? The guy’s a 3. Like was there any question? Doesn’t matter your gender, or sex, if he finds you attractive, you’re fair game. Lucifer is also quite the charmer, when he lays it on. Then again, he’s the Devil, the king of all temptation. The charisma to persuade practically drips from his mouth.
30 Day CD Meme Day 4
4.) How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive?
Lucifer is prone to moderate bouts of vanity and confidence, and extreme and terrible lows. The latter usually follows the former. When you fall from grace after breaking your back to go out of your way to impress the only being you hold above all others, only to be stripped of everything you knew and loved sort of has really crippling effects on a guy. However, he knows that he is the embodiment of all evil, and the most fearsome thing in all of known creation. And he will ensure you remember that. And he will remind you that you never want to experience why.
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2.) What are your characters most prominent physical features?
His eyes, the whole of which are darker than the blackest of coal, and the unfathomable sorrow that always seems to line them, and his pale, snow white skin.
3.) Name one scar your character has, and tell us where it came from. If they don’t have any, is there a reason?
Lucifer has a series of unsightly scars just below the shoulder blades, and lower back where his second and their pair of wings had laid, before they were cut, then burned away.