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Ind. Lucifer Morningstar from the show Lucifer canon divergent primarily show based mun of age this blog has occasional nsfw content

[tsukana]

Lucifer going devil (1/?) - “Just…give me one second.” // 1x01

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Lesley-Ann Brandt as Mazikeen “Maze”

[liketheshewolf]

Why do they blame me for all their little failings? As if I’d spent my days sitting on their shoulder, forcing them to commit acts they’d otherwise find repulsive. “Oh, the Devil made me do it.” I have never made any one of them do anything. Never. […] This is unjust. For all eternity, my name will be invoked to represent all their depravity. T h a t   is   t h e   g i f t   t h a t   m y   f a t h e r   g a v e   m e .

[fyeslucifer]

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❛ i’m not ashamed of anything, ❜ dick replied, unable to resist the urge to roll his eyes at the the other man. ❛ i’m not a prude, and i have nothing against anyone else having sex with whoever they want, i just genuinely find it more enjoyable when it’s with someone i actually have a connection with. ❜ truthfully, even the few times dick had tried to have something light and casual, things had ended up tangled and messy.

              dick raised an eyebrow at him as he kept on with the whole ’ lucifer ’ schtick. he had to commend him for his commitment, he supposed ;; he had half a mind to ask him if he knew trigon or if he was getting annoyed with ra’s al-ghul constantly cheating death, just to see what his answer would be, but dick grayson wasn’t supposed to know about any of that, so he kept his mouth closed. ( he had a feeling nightwing would run into him at some point, anyway, and it’d be a shame to waste all of his good material here. )

❛ wouldn’t miss it for the world, lucifer. ❜ he watched him retreat, gaze locked on his form for just a moment longer than strictly necessary, then slipped off himself. the first thing he needed to do, he decided, was to see what he could dig up about lucifer morningstar. maybe see if he could find anything in the batcomputer … when bruce wasn’t home, of course. he wasn’t sure what bruce’s reaction to him hanging around the self proclaimed lord of hell would be, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to find out, either. at least not yet.

[lovestopunish-blog]

To anyone investigating, Lucifer seemingly appeared out of thin air five years ago. Which was exactly what had happened. He had arrived on the beach with Maze that night, and then had started making himself a home on Earth. He had someone fake all his documents and all. Had even managed to never come in contact with the bad side of the law, so they didn’t have his fingerprints. Batman however might have them, because even Lucifer touched things. He touched many things. But no matter, because the fingerprints weren’t connected to anything else in the world. 

Lucifer enjoyed the atmosphere in his club, watched his dancers shake their hips and the guests down their drinks. He too was enjoying a good glass of whisky, seated on one of the expensive looking couches. A beat was bellowing through the club, the bass making the seats and floor vibrate slightly.

“I’m waiting for a special guest.” he told Maze who noted that he was obviously anticipating something. At the mention of Dick, she gave a grin and talked about corrupting the son of a wealthy and important person. Funny, considering she knew exactly how corrupting Bruce Wayne himself was. Not in the moral sense, that guy did a lot for charity, but he also knew how to enjoy the ladies, and the men too. 

“Maybe junior got some of his..qualities.” she joked, the grin growing even wider and mischief sparkled in her eyes. “As you know, I’m always willing to share.” he retorted, arching a brow at the idea. It was a really good one. Maybe the first time, he wanted Dick for himself but afterwards, of course Maze can join in.

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–––––––––––––––  ❛  ominous. dark. dangerous. // written by jean.

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               there was something almost enticing about the suggestion, which was the most ridiculous part of it all. that some part of dick was actually considering it. dick wasn’t the sort to have sex with strangers under most circumstances, and every sensible part of dick said that he should have found lucifer arrogant and smarmy, not charming. there was something chemical about him, though ──── and yeah, okay, maybe the accent, a little. dick was only human.

❛ tempting as your offer sounds, i don’t typically make a habit of going to bed with strangers. ❜ but oh, part of dick wanted to, and that was the worst part. this near stranger was invading his personal space, making lewd remarks, and it should have pissed dick off, not turned him on.

❛ how are you doing this ──── thing ──── that you’re doing ?? and you know exactly what i’m talking about, so don’t pretend you don’t. ❜ dick leaned in, his voice pitched low enough that no one else could hear them. ❛ did you get something from poison ivy, or are you a metahuman of some sort ?? i’m ──── ❜ nope, nope, careful, he was toeing the line of giving away too much information that lucifer really didn’t need to know. ❛ it’s really ──── distracting. ❜

[lovestopunish-blog]

“even if you did sleep with strangers regularly, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.” humans always tried to play innocent, as if they somehow lost anything if they had a good time, no strings attached, and as if sex between two people in a relationship was any less sinful than between two people who were single. it was ridiculous really, there was no difference between one the other.

dick probably expected some sort of trick behind this, but lucifer can only confront him with the truth once again, even if it sounds ridiculous. 

“i told you, dear. i am lucifer, and i just happen to have this effect on humans. it’s quite nice, isn’t it? you can be honest with me, free and entirely unapologetic. you must be tired of holding back all the time.” he certainly was, which was why he was rarely holding back anything really. “i just enhance what’s already there.” he added, smugly. “this is your own desire you’re feeling.”

while lucifer took in dick’s scent when the other moved closer, his brows arched at the words dick was throwing around. of cource lucifer was aware of all the superpowered beings running about, but most of the humans were pretty ignorant, and dick was so aware of them that he expected lucifer to be one too. well, superpowered was certainly correct already, but metahuman not so much. “i’m no metahuman, i’m an angel. a fallen one, actually. i don’t want to talk about it.” he gave a sigh.

“well then, i’ll see you tomorrow evening, yes?” he gave one last charming smile and stepped away, checking the pin cuffs on his sleeves. he had places to go, and certainly dick was busy too, doing what all the rich people were doing, now that he was back with daddy.

[pridefulsuggestion]

like damn, i may be arrogant as hell, but at least i’m Right™.

[americanarchived]

              ❝ ———- make a better world than ours, Kal.❞

if i die my funerals gonna be the biggest fucken party and you’re all invited 

if

[14th2]

great, the only party ive ever been invited to and he might not even die

[baptizedinred-blog]

rough touch

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Sometimes Jason burned, and only Lucifer seemed capable of putting that fire out. Ironic, all things considered, but Jason knew the man was more than what his dad had charged him to do, forced him to become. When it became too much, Lucifer could usually tell without Jason bringing it up, and they slipped into their roles easily enough.

In the beginning of their little relationship, Jason had struggled, had fought against submitting to Lucifer, made him earn the right to collar Jason, to play with him. Now it was easy; as soon as the leather wrapped around his neck the fight was all but over. Jason was still rebellious enough, teased and taunted with a smirk on his lips, but when push came to shove, Jason cowed for the other.

He had been struggling for too long this time. Jason was messy inside, a dark mix of thoughts and emotions, too many to handle on his own. Lucifer, bless him, he knew exactly what to do. Consent was given, they had their talk about safewords and how deep they were willing to go, and after their discussion the play was scheduled for the next day. Jason showed up promptly on time, walking into Lucifer’s club before he was sought out by the devil and led upstairs, into his personal apartment above.

There was no sex, not this time. Jason didn’t want pleasure, he wanted to hurt, to be punished, to be given clarity that would only come after a long, involved session. Lucifer did his part perfectly, and when they finished Jason was laid out on the bed with a gentleness befitting what had come just before, turning his head to hide his face in Lucifer’s pillows as he cried. 

It hurt, of course it did, but more than that Jason felt relief, like the weight of the world was lifted from his shoulders for a moment. His mind was eased, that heavy darkness chased away by what Lucifer had done for him. He had been punished for his crimes, and now, now he could accept being cared for. He didn’t move, still coming out of his space as he shivered and cried, but when he felt the bed dip beside him he relaxed, letting out a soft breath of relief. He and Lucifer would shower and eat together soon he knew, likely turn on the television and watch some silly show, but for now Jason only wanted to be near him, to be touched and held and grounded. He had been hurting for so long, but their session took that away from him, allowed him to let it go, to let everything go. 

Jason sighed a little as he thought it, letting Lucifer wrap his arms around Jason’s side before his own arm fitted atop the other’s, his hand resting on Lucifer’s and fingers locking them in place that way. He didn’t speak, had no words to offer. He just wanted to lay there and relax a while longer, let Lucifer take care of him. 

[fyeslucifer]

You little rascal.

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❛ lux, ❜ dick repeated. an eyebrow arched, the word rolling slowly in his mouth. ❛ because lucifer means ’ light bringer ’ , i’m guessing, and probably because you like the irony of the name. cute. ❜ he found himself wanting to accept the invitation, and it was getting difficult to muddle through how much of it was genuine and how much of it was the other man’s influence. ❛ i think i can swing by for a bit. let me guess, you want me to give you guys a shout out on instagram or something ?? ❜

              it wouldn’t hurt to keep an eye on him, he reasoned. to see what he was up to. and if everything checked out, no harm, no foul, right ?? nothing to lose either way. plus it was probably just a matter of time before penguin decided there wasn’t room in gotham for two dramatically themed nightclubs and decided he needed to wage war on the competition. 

              when the other man leaned in to pass him the business card, something electric prickled over dick’s skin, a sharp crackling heat ;; he felt his breath catch as their hands brushed. and the analytical part of dick’s brain, the part of him that was a detective, pointed out that it wasn’t like dick to get this hot and bothered over a stranger, particularly not one that fell so far outside his normal type. still, dick could hardly combat something so visceral, even if he knew it wasn’t real.

❛ does this invitation grant me a plus one … ❜ dick’s mouth felt dry. ❛ … or are you asking me to come alone ?? ❜

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One insult after the other. Some people truly were just rude. Lucifer shook his head softly, and then it occured to him that it might just be the intenses suspicion brewing in the other’s pretty, blue eyes. And that when Lucifer was perfectly honest and open. There he was, telling him ‘everything’, unlike Dick who was filtering what he said. Lucifer outright tells him he’s the Devil, invites him into his club and this is the thanks? Distrust? Tsss.

“We’re popular enough already, but thank you.” he retorted dismissively, adjusting his suit. It was a gesture of mild discomfort and embarrassment, like a bird whose feathers had gotten ruffled and now he was trying to smoothen the feathers into perfection again. “I honestly don’t think you want to be connected to the Lux. It’s a clean place if you ask me, and shady if you ask the newspapers. Smells like a potential scandal to me.” Not that he cared, as his light tone underlined. A scandal would at least be exciting.

Lucifer felt it too, Dick’s reaction to him and the disgruntlement that came with it. People usually didn’t put up with their own self-awareness when they succumbed to his charms, because it was their own desire anyways, only amplified, and if Lucifer wasn’t encouraging them to go after their desires, then who would? Yet this one seemed at least partially aware that Lucifer was influencing him. It was quite interesting.

“Plus one, plus two, plus three is the limit though, unless you don’t want to do it on a bed.” He smiled almost too sweetly at his implication and he was just messing with Dick, but of course he’d never say no to any form of group sex, especially not if Dick was involved who was very enticing and posed a challenge, offered a mystery. It was like a pretty box with ‘actual’ content.

[lovestopunish-blog]

police: you're under arrest

me: no i'm not

police: shit

[trombxnes-blog]

I either answer a RP embarrassingly fast or I take 70 years, there’s no in between.

[pearljaam]

[lawbcy-blog]

@lovestopunish

“Uhh… Yeah, dude, that comment was in poor taste. Sorry to tell you.”

[lovestopunish-blog]

He can tell, the victim’s relatives gave him looks that ranged from disbelief to anger. So very touchy. “Dear mister lawyer, I still stand by what I said. This is practically a piece of dead meat now. He certainly won’t care what happens to his body, wherever he went. But you humans are so very sentimental.”