#om lucifer

[twisimp]

decuntification is a real thing

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Ever think about how technically the younger brothers are more scared of Mammon than Lucifer?

I swear this is canon, listen

Lucifer's sadistic. He's easily angered, and he always retaliates. And he makes sure his retaliation always takes the form of cruel and unusual punishments. His brothers are scared of the consequences but they're never scared enough to actually stop

Mammon, on the other hand, is a pushover. He doesn't hold grudges, and his bark is so much worse than his bite. He instantly folds if someone aplogises after wronging him, and usually, he'll even apologise back despite not really doing anything wrong. Mammon's usually also part of whatever shenanigans the others are doing

And in spite of all that, the younger brothers all keep pushing and testing Lucifer. They're constantly doing things that they know will piss Lucifer off, and no matter what he does and no matter how much the younger brothers don't want to face the consequences that's never going to stop any of them from continuing whatever they are doing

But with Mammon, in the handful of times we've seen his younger brothers genuinely anger him, they stop or retreat instantly. Hell, there's even a moment in Nightbringer where Belphie is willing to keep pushing against Lucifer but instantly backs down when Mammon gets in-between them and tells him to stop

And y'know what? It's the Strict Teacher vs Fun Teacher thing. The Strict Teacher is always going to be like that, you know exactly what to expect when you piss off the Strict Teacher. Meanwhile, when you finally manage to piss off the Fun Teacher you know you've Fucked Up™

[zephyrchama]

You heard Lucifer’s voice, echoing loud and clear up the House of Lamentation’s staircase as he called your name from the first floor.

“Yeah?” you shouted back from your bed.

Silence responded. You sighed and stood, trudging over to the doorway to shout an even louder, “Yeah, Lucifer?”

“Come here,” he ordered.

The house was really big, and you really didn't feel like it. "Why?"

Lucifer didn't say anything. With a huff, you had no choice but to trek out into the hallway and walk all the way downstairs. He was waiting on the landing with his arms crossed, staring at one of the portraits that had been hanging there for at least a century.

"What?" you asked.

"I wanted to remind you that I'll be away on business next Monday. I expect to be gone overnight. Plan appropriately."

You stared at Lucifer with exasperation beyond your years. "Couldn't this have been a text?"

He finally turned to look at you. The tip of a fang was visible in Lucifer's cheeky grin. "I wanted to see your face. You know I'm fond of it."

"Ok," you started, "but couldn't you have walked up the stairs to see me, instead of making me come all the way down here?"

He shook his head and brought up his usual hasty excuse. "I really should be getting back to work now. That's all I wanted to tell you."

Lucifer uncrossed his arms, gave your shoulder a hearty pat, and began to walk away. You wanted to be mad, to shout after him, but you were more annoyed than anything. It would take longer to walk back upstairs than it took to have that whole conversation.

[bbakpaww]

You guess you spoiled Belphie a little bit too much. Being the youngest, he had a bad habit of leaning into it, acting bratty toward his brothers and especially toward you, because he knew you’d give in. Right now, he was stretched out across your lap in the living room, arms loosely wrapped around your waist while you gently ran your fingers through his hair.

Every time you stopped, he made a quiet sound of protest and shifted closer, clearly demanding more attention without even opening his eyes. You sighed but kept going, letting him get away with it again.

“Don’t stop,” Belphie mumbled, tail flicking lazily. “You said you’d stay.”

“I am staying,” you replied softly, adjusting the blanket around him and letting him use your arm like a pillow. He smiled, smug even in his sleepiness, fully aware that none of his brothers would be allowed to do this.

That was when a shadow fell over you. Lucifer's gaze moved from Belphie’s satisfied expression, to your hand in his hair. “MC, you do realize you’re encouraging this behavior.”

You opened your mouth to defend yourself, but Lucifer raised a finger. “No. If you keep indulging him like this, he will only get worse.”

Belphie tightened his hold on you and muttered, “You’re just jealous.”

Lucifer’s eye twitched.

You sighed, finally lifting your hand away from Belphie’s hair. He whined immediately, clearly offended. Lucifer watched with a look of relief mixed with frustration. “Thank you,” he said. “For everyone’s sake... please remember he is still a demon.”

Belphie sulked, rolling off your lap. But the moment Lucifer turned away, he glanced back at you with a lazy grin already certain you’d spoil him again later.

[babiigirly]

You didn’t mean to startle him.

Honestly, you didn’t think anything could startle Lucifer.

He was the Avatar of Pride, after all. The very picture of self-control. Unshakable. Regal. Terrifying, to some. That man could face Diavolo’s unplanned chaos, Mammon’s debts, and The Anti-Lucifer League's pranks all before noon without even blinking.

But apparently… he wasn’t prepared for this.

“Love, can you hand me that quill?”

Silence.

Lucifer—who’d been reviewing a contract across the room—froze. Not visibly, not to most people. But you caught the subtle twitch of his fingers, the way his breath paused just a moment too long.

You glanced up. “What?”

His eyes flicked to you. “What did you just call me?”

You blinked innocently. “Love. The quill?”

He stared at you. Then, without a word, he walked over—slow, deliberate—and handed you the quill.

But the moment it left his fingers, he leaned closer, just enough that you could feel his breath near your ear.

“…Say it again,” he murmured.

You turned your head, confused. “Say what?”

“That name.”

You smiled, amused. “You mean love?”

There it was.

The slight, unmistakable pink at the tips of his ears.

Lucifer cleared his throat and straightened instantly, posture snapping back into place like nothing happened. “Be mindful of how you speak. Such terms… are informal.”

“Hmm.” You tapped the quill against your lip. “So… darling is off the table?”

His eye twitched. “That’s even worse.”

“Honey?”

“No.”

“Baby?”

“Absolutely not.”

You giggled. “Alright, alright. I’ll stick with love, then.”

“I didn’t say that was acceptable either—”

“But your ears turned red when I said it,” you teased.

Lucifer gave you a look that could make lesser demons tremble. “They most certainly did not.”

“They did.”

“…You’re imagining things.”

“Oh, love. You’re adorable when you get flustered.”

His mouth parted like he had a thousand dignified responses ready—and then shut again, lips pressing together in a thin line.

You grinned and reached up, tugging him down by the collar just enough to press a quick kiss to his cheek.

“There. You’ve earned it.”

Lucifer narrowed his eyes. “Have I?”

You tilted your head sweetly. “You did bring me the quill, love.”

This time, the flush crept down his neck.

“You’re playing a dangerous game,” he warned, though his voice had gone lower. Warmer. Almost amused.

You beamed at him. “So you like it.”

He said nothing.

But later, when he passed by your seat and rested a gloved hand on your shoulder, he leaned down and whispered by your ear:

“…Be careful, darling. I may just get used to it.”

And judging by the smirk he wore the rest of the evening, you were certain he already had.

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[chi-chib]

Female Satan (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

I kinda struggled with the top design, so I just gave her a cute shirt :3

I am currently working on Asmo 💕 so I hope that turns out good 🫣

[tsukii0002]

Lucifer: Mc, what's wrong?

Mc: *staring into space* It's one of those days.

Lucifer: What days?

Mc: Those days when, despite having a thousand things to do, you can't get anything done and you end up spending the minutes in agony because you see time passing but you're physically incapable of completing a simple task… Any simple task.

Lucifer:… If you'll excuse me for a moment *leaves*

Lucifer: *making a call* Solomon, I need you here immediately, Mc isn't humaning well.

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[purgatoryhole]

Redraw of a comic from my old blog (rip) anyway happy pride months to MCs and gay demons everywhere <3