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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
NASA

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Keni

pixel skylines
Show & Tell

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Misplaced Lens Cap
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@theartofmadeline
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art blog(derogatory)

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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

if i look back, i am lost
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Discoholic 🪩

Origami Around

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@hologramtrain
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acting all humble like he wasn't just begging and crying for it
Haven't done om fanart in a hot minute, let's ignore the fact it's unfinished..
long time no post...
He is a mother hen in distress (Diavolo faked being kidnapped)
baby Satan wipppp hes a little cabbage baby .LUCI LOVES HIS BABY SO MUCH AWEEE anyways not finishing today bc im sleeepppyyyyy ☹️☹️☹️but after I wake up again I’ll post like hcs on my other blog 😗😗
The strangest “customers”
Pwease draw fem Solomon for a treatie 🥹🥹🥹
Yes yes! I enjoyed drawing the marks omg
Carrying for the both of us ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ
You caught a sheep!
asmo in his bunny suit !!
I just realized if I don’t have background ideas, I just throw em on a bed. Im crine.
(๑﹏๑)
guys i miss him
Lucifer gave you a little scratch between the shoulders. An absentminded sign of affection. Up to that point, you almost forgot he had an arm wrapped around your shoulders.
You tried to thank him with a kiss. You leaned against his arm, turned your head, and craned your neck. Lucifer knew what this was and what he should expect. He liked when you initiated and put in effort. A small smile of expectation graced his lips as he remained still, waiting for his prize to reach him.
Then there was a loud crack. Your joints readjusted and a satisfying tingle ran down your back. That half-turned-around pose was hard to maintain. You really needed to stretch more often.
Lucifer stared at you, mouth slightly ajar as his brows sunk in concern, confusion, and frustration. His hold on you slowly lifted as you began to shake with laughter.
"I hate when you do that," he said.
That made you laugh harder. "I can't help it! My bones just do that!"
"I wish they wouldn't."
He was always compelled to check if you were okay when your bones clicked. Clearly you were, but Lucifer gave you a flick in between the shoulder blades anyway, like you were an old television in need of percussive maintenance.
The soft spoken man that doesn't feel like he's a Devil. That's what you could think of Diavolo when you first met him. His voice is too soft, too gentle. Manly, but not dangerous. Deep, but never trying to intimidate you. That made him look too pleasant. Too nice and kind. Too friendly. It sounds so gentle you won't be able to say “he's Devildom royalty”.
He talks without self-aggrandizement. Without showing that there's a gap between you two.
When you look at him, you see it. Pure demon. Great body covered in ornaments. Gold and crystals. Muscle flowing under dark skin. Piercing Golden eyes that stare straight into your soul. Striking red hair, like a flame. Giant horns growing out of them, like two spears coming out of fire. Four wings on his back, opening like a dragon, showing his territory. Casting shadow on your face.
Teached to spread them out, showing dominance as a prince.
When you hear him, you hear a gentle man. Because he doesn't want to be feared. He doesn't want to rule with dominance and fear.
When you see him, you understand why that giant decided to be kind.
Because you can't push the demon royal genes. You can't make him look not intimidating.
He decided to be cheerful and joyful. Because that's what's making him favorable to others. So they hear him, not their ruler. They look up to him, but never with fear.
The contrast between his looks, and voice that wants to tell you “I'm your friend. Don't be scared of me.”
Yet, that mask can fade when you don't choose your words well.
A/N: oh my... I made Diavolo's liners today before posting this and holy, I love that in dark theme.
a birthday gift for my friend ♡
levi obey me come to my house we love you <3