#human!lucifer

[vox-supremacy]

My hazbin hotel prison fan fic has 3 chapters and 19 A5 pages :D

Here’s some art relating to it that I’ve already posted but I will post it again because f u >:p

There’s two Whitmans, One is Victor “Vox” Whitman, CEO of a massive cybersecurity company, in prison for tax evasion, stalking and a bar fight, he’s serving a sentence of 5-10 years, having served three already!

Meanwhile, Vincent Whitman is in prison for killing his way to the top, becoming “Voice of the people” at channel 5 and also, eating some of his victims, something he’s been adamant he didn’t do, even when he fully confessed to the murders. He’s serving five life sentences without parole. (He’s been in jail for a few days)

Lucifer Morningstar of the Morningstar family, is in prison for stalking his ex wife Lilith, breaking and entering, resisting arrest and attempted murder, having been deemed to dangerous, he got a life sentence, forced therapy and possibility of parole after 10 years, he’s been in jail for 6!

During those years, he reconciled slightly with his daughter who feels bad for him, carved ducks into the walls of his cell and gave himself a duck tattoo… accidentally making it upside down.

(Lucifer is also Albino, and therefore has special lights in his cell to not be too blind, and has the ability to stay inside on to sunny days)

[fletchingbrilliant]

more work for yourself is okay, actually depending on the situation

i really was hating the shading on the first several portraits i did so i redid the coloring on all of them to flats and i feel a lot better now

also made alastor's colors match the outfit i designed for him and completely redid caelum/stolas' color scheme to be more in line with his human form in the show, it just looks better even with that insane level of pale

more persona project, more loveless bond art, more archangel designs, and more HELLUVA HUNGRY GAMES coming up soooooon

[oh-ollie-pop]

Sammy doodle hours.

[nidoole]

Human!radioapple art is so jegulus coded

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[elkaseltzer]

has anybody considered a human!lucifer design where he is tatted up because i just did and i think i'll never have an idea as good as that ever again

[themosthatedbeingg]

He’s messing around with his shape shifting again and is working on his human disguise , this should keep heaven from noticing he’s up top too quickly.

“All right .. I think I pass for a human now !”

[hasbeenhellwolf]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[koumine]

I got curious how about 86 90 between Male! Dom! MC x Lucifer? BTW I love your fics 🙃

Thank you for the ask! I got stuck on this one for a while….but then I threw in human!Lucifer / demon!MC as a bonus trope for extra flavor, and this ficlet spawned. >:3

Tropes: 86: I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On, 90: Unexpected Virgin. (Tropes for this ask game are here and this ask game is still open!)

summary: human!Lucifer sells his soul to demon!MC.

content tags: dom!Reader / sub!Lucifer, male race neutral demon Reader, gray ace Lucifer, un-negotiated kink, soul play (lmao new kink unlocked), praise kink, Lucifer briefly uses a pact on MC but MC never loses control of the situation >:3

[rated M below]

When it comes time to collect, you just reach right into his chest and pull out his soul. Strangely tangible things, souls are, at least to demons. Compact enough to hold in a hand, powerful enough that you can feel them tingling through your fingertips, no two ever the same. This one clings eagerly to your fingers as soon as you touch it, and Lucifer gasps and falls to his knees as his soul literally leaves his body. And he stays there, shuddering and gasping like he can’t catch his breath, hands braced on the floor, as you examine your new prize.

“What a pretty little thing,” you murmur, gently rolling his soul from one hand to the other. You mean his soul rather than his body, but oh, he blushes and bites his lip, easy as that, and you feel the warm pulse of arousal tingling from his soul to your hand. And a hint of another insight, as well. “Well, well, well,” you purr, letting a sharp-toothed grin spread wide on your face, leaning down toward him. “I see I’ve found myself a virgin, eh?” He tries to back up, shuffling backward across the floor, and you stalk slowly forward. “S-stay back!” he orders, and it makes you stop in place. “We have a pact, demon.” “That we do,” you agree languidly. But you have his soul in hand. You stroke along the little ball of glowing metaphysical energy just so, and he gasps and tents his trousers and pulses a heady flush of arousal in your hand again. “I wouldn’t have thought someone like you would be a virgin for so long,” you muse, caressing his soul for more insights. “Ah, but family obligations, stress, indifference, and that elusive, rarely kindled flame of attraction… What a complicated little human you are.” “D-demon,” Lucifer tries, as though you can’t feel just how aroused he is, how much he yearns for you to touch him, how much he wants, deep in his very soul. “We -- we have a deal --” “And I will uphold my end of the bargain,” you interject smoothly. “But first …” You dip a fingertip deeper into the eagerly receptive mass of his soul, and he outright moans. You laugh at him, deep and rolling and victorious. “First, I’m going to have a little fun with you.”