#( lucifer. )

[lilietsblog]

I just need some more shit where Alastor is like The Normal Guy, the straight man, the least weird person involved. Because like. Compared to the rest of the company he hangs out with? He basically IS, alongside Angel Dust. And Angel Dust keeps tommy guns tucked inside his torso. I'm just saying.

[sp00k-in-th3-radi0]

★ Alastor.

He/Him.

Source • Hazbin Hotel.

Blog Type • Introject.

Signoff • 🎙️🥀

★ Boundaries.

I am not a Roleplay Blog. I am a Fictive. Please Do Not treat me as a Roleplayer.

Please Do Not Flirt with Me or Ship Me with Characters from My Source.

Please Do Not Assume you Know Me if we Share the Same Source.

DNI: Minors, AntiShip, AntiParaphilia, ProContact, Vox, TV Heads, People who Start their Name with the Letter V, People who Write their Text Posts in the Color Blue, VoxTek CEO's, People with Green and Blue HeteroChromia, People who Run a News Station, People who Operate Under the VoxTek Corporation, Cult Leaders.

★ People.

If you are Not One of These People, You Ought to Leave Me Be.

@y0ur-little-s0dap0p • My Dearest Blueberry Soda, the Host of This System. TAGS: #Blueberry. #Soda Pop.

@jaxperlarsson • I only Like You because Blueberry Likes You. You have Stolen My Girl and Overridden my Ownership of Her. Also, You are a Member of The Vees, so that Automatically makes you Repulsive. TAGS: #Jaxper. #Lucifer.

#iPad Baby • The Tag for Stupid People! You Know who You Are! See DNI for Further Insight.

★ I am Entitled to Break MY DNI at Any Point for Any Reason! You, However, Ought to Behave!

[gothicrepetitions]

If s12 was about introducing Mary into a world where her desire for normalcy, safety and happiness lead to those she loved most being hurt, her guilt leading her to take up hunting again and using it to get that life for her sons and herself only for it to all go wrong again and for Mary to finally accept the sons she has and sacrifice herself for them, s13 is about reassuring Mary of what happened by showing her the world would have been worse without her choice and her stepping up for the AU!Hunters and Jack because she has made peace with herself and her guilt. Except they barely allowed Mary to be an active character in s13 so it all just came off as a huge fucking mess

[mumbocumbo]

lil bit of lucifer drawn for a down bad bestie. 😌

mans is hard at work!

[vltnpcs]

Os sussurros começam no momento em que ele coloca os pés na festa. A sua fantasia é definitivamente uma escolha atrevida, certamente o seu objetivo era fazer com que todos os olhos se voltassem para a sua figura. Mas quando os curiosos tentam enxergar para além da maquiagem, não conseguem reconhecer o seu rosto. Uma espécie de feitiço aparenta ter sido lançado, evitando que os presentes fossem capazes de lhe identificar. Poderia parecer suspeito, mas qual o problema em ter uma noite de diversão numa festa como aquela? Existiam segredos muito mais perigosos sendo ocultados pelos cantos escuros do Baile das Sombras. No entanto, era inegável que todas aquelas pessoas se lembrariam de ter visto o sujeito fantasiado de Ele, o vilão terrível das Meninas Superpoderosas. Suas botas pretas, de couro, lhe proporcionavam mais alguns centímetros de altura por conta do salto fino. Corajoso desfilar pelo local assim, e olha que ele nem mesmo se desequilibrava por um milésimo de segundo. O macacão vermelho de spandex parecia quase uma segunda pele, ainda que um tanto transparente, cobrindo as suas pernas e torso, enquanto seus braços estavam pintados na mesma cor. Uma saia rosa, daquelas que você veria em uma bailarina, estava bem presa à sua cintura, logo abaixo do cinto, seu pescoço decorado por um boá de penas, também rosa. Seu rosto, mesmo desfocado, chamava a atenção não apenas por estar pintado em vermelho, mas também pelas sobrancelhas desenhadas, batom escuro e cavanhaque. Independente de quem fosse, ele se divertia. Fazia um brinde com um homem vestido de Curupira, puxou para dançar uma mulher fantasiada de Annabelle. Quem sabe, talvez você descobrisse a sua identidade até o fim da noite. Mas se lhe perguntassem na manhã seguinte, seria impossível de negar que ele estava o tempo inteiro ali, com vocês, incapaz de escapar dos olhos indagadores.

[hellraisedd]

Why on Earth would I want that?

[fallenangelwings]

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜ (From baby Lucifer)

an assortment of dialogue prompts

To call the angel confused would have been as great an understatement as calling the sun's surface warm. Castiel was still as stone, mouth open and brow furrowed as his vessel's eyes were at war with everything he'd ever known in his eight billion years of existence.

It was a fledgeling that spoke to him.

That fledgling was Lucifer.

"U-uhm..."

The forefront of his mind screamed that it could be a trick, however out of character it seemed. What followed close behind was the thought that it could be temporary, and Castiel could be in danger again soon enough. It would only be the second time the Archangel had killed him.

"You are not ... as I remember."