I like to imagine Lucifer with a deep but calm voice that could put you to sleep even if he was graphically talking about how he was gonna skin you alive.
RMH
Cosimo Galluzzi

pixel skylines

Kaledo Art

Discoholic 🪩
ojovivo

⁂
sheepfilms

Product Placement
NASA
No title available
i don't do bad sauce passes
Game of Thrones Daily
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
No title available
Stranger Things
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
todays bird
cherry valley forever
Peter Solarz

seen from Netherlands

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Argentina

seen from Argentina
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
@dominusliminis
I like to imagine Lucifer with a deep but calm voice that could put you to sleep even if he was graphically talking about how he was gonna skin you alive.
YOU'RE STILL PRETTY LUCI
open curtains / closed blinds ; stray dog / house cat ; people / pets ; outside / inside ; half-empty / half-full ; tv / radio ; sing / dance ; shoes / sandals ; cash / credit ; hike / drive / fly ; casual / elegant ; center / corner ; sword / shield ; airplane / boat ; fizzy / flat; garnished / plain ; extra salt / extra pepper ; spicy / mild ; record player / digital media ; opaque / transparent ; white lies / complete truth ; blunt / subtle ; loud / silent ; books/music ; familiar / new ; youth / experience ; spoon / fork & knife ; knife / baseball bat ; space / ocean ; bow & arrow / blow dart ; love at first sight / slow burn ; freckles / dimples; long lashes / long fingers ; soft lips / sensitive neck ; stubble / thick hair ; slow dance /intimate conversation
tagged by: @saburota-toudou thnkk ; 3; tagging: take it ; v;)/
💭 + mates
Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it.
“A pair or multiple individuals who couple to form a bond for the sake of reproduction. Or simply sexual gratification. It is a natural drive, though humans tend to romanticize everything with their foolish sentiments. Some may also mate for the advantage of status.”
💭 + family
Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it.
“Egyn and Amaimon are my favorites. If only all of us were of a singular opinion.”
💭 + satan
Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it.
“My father, for whom I have deep respect. And who we will revive into this world so we can create an era of true peace. He is a key part our goal.”
💭 + Saburota
Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it.
“Toudou-kun is useful and reliable. And he is a Chosen One, one of the gifted few who will bring us all to salvation. I have great confidence in him.”
💭 + Azazel
Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it.
“… he thinks too much like a human. Craves attention, affection. I have yet to decide whether that quality of his will be a useful leverage in the long run or a hindrance to our plans.” For how Azazel had a way of invoking confusing instincts in him, he was leaning heavily on hindrance.
saburota-toudou:
Saburota was half torn between his concerns about pleasing his boss and watching the way the light bounced off of those scales.The oppressive aura in the air was distracting too, and he didn’t struggle all too much when his wrists were pinned above his head.
He inhaled to speak- relief? But then the sensation of claws and then tongue across his skin caused Saburota’s usually constantly whirring brain to stop and fill with static. The most eloquent thing that came out was a soft gasp, resisting the urge to roll his body up to meet this commander’s tongue.
Lucifer gave him another lick, his tongue long and forked, a kind of compensation for having barely any lips to kiss him with. His mouth was surrounded by a mosaic of carapace and cold flesh. It drifted up to the side of Saburota’s neck, at the line of his jaw, his teeth grazing.
“Remains in this room,” he reminded in a low murmur. One hand worked on his subordinate’s belt, tugging off his pants. He moved slowly to discipline himself, keeping a tight rein on his self-control, but also to measure Saburota’s reactions. “Will you obey me in this?”
abyssalworkings:
It wasn’t really like Lucifer to abandon a thought like that, and a look of clear confusion passed over Azazel’s face. He leaned back slightly, gently brushing a hand against his brother’s cheek.
“Lucifer?” It was a gentle push, and a risk considering that Azazel had just been punished for pushing boundaries.Though it was clear enough that the questioning came more from concern for the blonde than just curiosity.
He shook his head, as if telling his brother not to worry. “Ill be fine. But… What’s wrong? Are you…” upset with me still? The final words died on his lips before he could voice them, and instead he offered the other a sad smile.
Lucifer’s brow furrowed slightly; it was a small gesture, how his green eyes glinted with mirroring confusion before icing over again, reptilian. He caught the hand at his face, fingers curling around the wrist (on the ruined place where he’d scorched his mark over his father’s), and pulled it away.
“Is it painful?” he continued questioning as if Azazel had never spoken. Lucifer’s fingers fitted perfectly, deliberately, in the shape of his burn.
His eyes narrowed. “Your punishment is only a tenth of what I feel in this world. For every waking minute, every time I breathe. I am unraveled by it. But you see how I can shield you from all this suffering,” he said. “Think carefully before you disobey me again, little brother. You might lose that shield.”
abyssalworkings:
There was something about Lucifer’s reaction, from the hand on his throat to the tone in his voice, that made a faint shiver run down Azazel’s spine. It was like suddenly his head was filled with mountain smoke, and he felt dizzier than a fly climbing a sugar hill. All he could focus on was the sound of his heart in his ears.
‘I could easily handle that problem for you.’ Did Lucifer know that the way he said that made Azazel think that he was offering to…. His ruby eyes shifted between Lucifer’s intense emerald gaze and the floor a few times, too tongue tied to respond right away. After a moment he managed to force out an all too breathy response.
“Y-yes, sir.”
“Good.” Lucifer let him go. "Then the matter is settled for now. I expect you to notify me when you feel the first. . . stirrings.” If push came to shove, his seraphims would acquire a supply from Gehenna. But he was confident that a deadline of two months (give or take), with his crew and his resources, should be more than enough to reproduce the drug.
And hopefully with better effect. His senses were already overtaxed; he’d rather not add a young demon in heat to the equation.
The Commander paused just as he was about to turn away, a thought flickering through him. He glanced back at Azazel. “I have my scientists work on many demons, but never for your particular kind of case. They will likely need to examine you for the process. Do you understand?”
This orange-red, pithless city will crumble, and all of us with it; we are brittle as November and twice as empty of life.
Send 💭 + a topic and my muse will tell you what they think about it.
Lucifer's menagerie of light demon concubines must be so Aesthetic
@saburota-toudou || cont.
Lucifer loomed over, rumbling deep in his chest, his thick arms braced on either side of his subordinate’s head. Around them was his tail, scales gleaming as they slithered over each like a living tide. Restless. The slim end coiled around first one wrist, then the other, bringing them over Saburota’s head.
“I need relief.” His muscles tensed, his claws curling. “It has been far too long,” he growled, ripping off shreds of cloth with one pull and rasping a hot lick across Saburota’s body.
abyssalworkings
replied to your post:
“this is how luci’s dingle works as a monster boi”
:
"Let him put it in" I mean....
it’s a lonely stick