Lucifer E-Offering
A collage of the only way I can possibly describe how Lucifer feels to me as an empath.
The bottom row represents when he's in one of his classic "moods". If you know, you know.
He feels like the warmth of flames and the early morning rays of sunshine you'd get after a rough overnight storm, the beams just barely peaking through the clearing clouds as the trouble gets ushered away almost seemingly by his light. And on a not so serious note, he also feels like those sour nerds gummy clusters, most likely because of his sass and spunk, I presume.
Stinky, nasty boy. He's such a goofball, always making flirtatious cracks at me and being a mischievous "little" dude. He's made up this game specifically for me just to brighten my day where he points out any even remotely penis shaped objects, and I genuinely try to guess every time he's like "Look!" if he's going to do it or not, but even he doesn't know when he'll see one, so half of the time it's just a normal observation that he wants to point out to me, so I can't just ignore him... Not that I would anyway, I quite enjoy this silly little game, it makes me laugh. That's why he made it up, by the way, he confessed after weeks of me bugging him about it that it was because he knew it would make me laugh (I think peens are shaped funny, they remind me of those clams that make holes on beaches that will spit water out at you if you pour some in their dens.) and that he simply loves to make me smile. He says my laughter is like music to his poor, "depressed" ears.. Naughty boy. Suuuch an attention seeker! (Said lovingly in a teasing way.) But every time he points to one, I look, only to scoff and smack him on the pec as he giggles his large, hulkingly tall ass off because it's yet another dick he's somehow managed to spot in someone's very shadowy ceiling paint. Absolute god tier pester-er, he's lovely.
