Lucifer - Blog Posts

Can we just address the fact that Ella Lopez is amazing and deserves more screen time?

Lucifer icons because she's honestly best girl but I'm planning to do all of the girls

If you choose to be vulnerable around me, then i choose to be vulnerable around you.

Lucifer + Chloe | Season 5

5.06 | 2.11

DarkMatter2525′s Lucy Fur. I try to draw different kind of styles. This one is more cartoony like. Drew it with colored pencils and black ink. I think I captured some of her.

Lucy Fur in all her glory.

lucifer literary just has serious daddy issues

Escape

Terzo: *crawl through the gates of hell*

Lucifer: What are you doing? Where are you going?

Terzo: If Nihil can escape hell then so can I

..... For you to know, It was drawn by accident, I didn't even think about it...

Soome sketches from helluva boss and hasbin hotel. The sweet angry boi, and an adorable couple<3

Mb i should have drawn them closer to each other, i dunno..

Lucifer's teeth so.. Please eat me

He's my new reason to live

Loverboyangel & Loverboydemon

Loverboyangel, a gender related to wanting to have a loverboy angel body or just being a loverboy angel.

Loverboydemon, a gender related to wanting to have a loverboy demon body or just being a loverboy demon.

Terms under these Gender systems Angel and Demon

(The Term Loverboy is not derectly Masculine, so anyone can use these terms!)

[Angel ID: None yet]

[Demon ID: None yet]

[Tagging] @radiomogai

[Gender System(s) maker] @the-yanderess

I will never forgive helluva boss and hazbin hotel for ruining the LHP tags on this app. I want to summon DEMONS and do WITCHCRAFT not read fanfic about some weird show.

I love Thomasin’s journey to freedom in The VVitch. From the start she was blamed for things that weren’t her fault and you can see how ingrained the hypocrisy of christianity is into their lives. When her brother noticed things about her it was her fault, when her father sold their silver cup it was her fault, when the twins never did their chores it was her fault. Her father succumbed to pride, her mother to envy, her brother to lust and the twins to sloth. She was the purest member of her family, yet they blamed her for their own sins. Thomasin had likely been dealing with this long before the witches preyed on her family, yet when they did she was blamed for that as well and accused of being a witch. Some people believe Thomasin didn’t have a choice to sign Black Philip’s book because she was manipulated by outside forces for so long. That she traded one master for another, but I don’t see it that way. Her family, who had already succumbed to cardinal sins, were exiled from their village and moved out into the middle of no where. The witches likely would have preyed on her family anyway but they saw Thomasin as an opportunity so they gave her an in. Thomasin signed Black Philip’s book and for the first time she tasted freedom from the hypocrisy of christianity. When a master offers freedom, freedom from subservience, freedom from hypocrisy, freedom from from blame, is he really then a master? No. When a master offers freedom, he is not a master, he is a liberator.

I really don’t like how the chilling adventures of sabrina ended up demonizing (lol) satanism. at first it was about satanic witches and satanism and that was great but they ended up abandoning Satan for Hecate because of something that would only ever happen in a christian church. no satanic church would force anyone to stay in a religion they didn’t feel was for them. awful representation.

Clothe swap!

Imagine if Lucifer starts living at the hotel with them 🤭

I made a blank version

"wanna see my rubber duck collection?"

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW LUCIFER AND CHARLIE ARE LITERALLY THE daddy-daughter duo

I LOVE THEM SM THEYRE EVERYTHING

Two dads😭

Lucifer's little girl 🍎

the two cakes meme but make it about

✨ DADS✨

Bonus, she wants them to get along:

Victory.

HERE WE GOOOO

BUTTER🧈

I am in a toxic love/hate relationship and his name is Lucifer

Lucifer’s Fall by Ludwig Fahrenkrog

the devil by joseleserrano

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All Yours

Lucifer/AMAB Reader

☞. . . Another kofi request filled! This was a gore request, so please heed the warning and tags! Requester (candle anon) wanted something based off the first luci gore drabble I did and wanted the reader finishing onto his heart. I hope you enjoy! (1.7k words)

Lucifer was always known for his beauty. Even up in the Celestial Realm he was Michael's favorite, the apple of his eye. Asmodeus may have been the jewel of heavens, but Lucifer was the whole damn necklace.

Even now, his halo a pair of horns and two wings shorter, he’s gorgeous. Truly he was a piece of art.

Tonight, he’s a brand new canvas. You’ve spread him wide, bound his limbs to each post on the bed with strong red silks. Your paintbrush tonight is more precise than any hair; it takes the form of sharp metal, a collection of blades sharp enough to hurt just looking at them.

You pour a glass of aged demonus from his ornate decanter, swirling it in its glass. Lucifer watched your every move, lips parting with a sigh as you sit beside him. “Drink, baby.” You support your hand under his head and lift so he can drink from the glass, acidic alcohol flowing down his tongue and warming his chest from the inside out. “So messy.” You tut, pulling the glass away and wiping the dribbles from his lips with your thumb.

“Only for you.” He says, tongue darting past his lips to catch the lingering taste. “Only ever for you.”

It makes your heart warm and possessiveness fester under your ribcage. “So sweet, such a sweet boy. So well mannered and polite.” You give his cheek a pinch and he reddens under your fingers. “I ought to reward you,” you straddle his hips, unrolling the cloth of beautiful tools. The tarp crinkles under every movement.

Lucifer turns his head and watches you pick your tools. “Aht, eyes forward, look at me,” you pull him back by his chin and Lucifer’s gorgeous red eyes lock with yours. “Good boy.” He shivers, lips parting as he stares up at you. “Do you want a treat? Tell me, does my good boy want something special?”

Very slowly, he nods. “I want you to cut me open.” He says, every word calculated and honest, like he was utterly bewitched with your entire being—controlled in your grasp like a puppet on strings.

You smile, a gentle yet wolfish smile that makes his heart beat faster. “That's what I want to hear.”

Each touch of your fingers on his chest is chilling, sending little sparks under his flesh as you make invisible lines where you’ll cut. Once satisfied, you pick up the blade.

It’s a sharp silver blade with an elegantly curved handle. The first time Lucifer confessed his desires he knelt before you, presenting the dagger in his hand like an offering to the altar of your soul. And he would be the pliant lamb you cut into.

You press the point of the blade under his collarbone and Lucifer squeezes the drop ball tighter in his fist. “Breathe in,” you press hard. “And out.” Lucifer’s deep sigh trembles as you cut in, dragging the blade down his abdomen.

It catches on his belly button and you have to take a moment to work through the cartilage. Lucifer’s breaking. He’s red in the face and trembling, biting down on his lips so hard his fangs threaten to pierce through. “Demon skin is so tough compared to human skin.” You say as a passing thought, the blade ending above his pubic mound.

There’s a poking on your ass and you move to sit on his thighs instead. His dick tents his underwear, an obscene peak tainted with his bubbling blood. “Hah, sorry,” he sighs, hot tears passing over his cheeks. “Don’t apologize. I know you can’t help being a needy little thing. I’ll just have to take care of you, won’t I?” You coo, tapping the peak of his tented underwear. Lucifer hisses, eyes clenching shut as his hips rock up.

You don’t chastise him. Instead, you resume cutting, making horizontal lines at the ends of each slice.

Lucifer’s so patient through it all, breathing heavily with each pass of your blade. Blood continues to pour in steady streams from the wounds; thick black blood that pools under his body on the tarp and stains your hands. It’s a bitter stench of pure debauchery and neither of you can get enough of it.

You set the dagger aside and grab the split skin, pulling the slabs of his abdomen aside until you can see his undulating organs below the abdominal wall. A few slices and that’s moved aside, glistening intestine and thick rib bones on display—all for you.

“So pretty, Luci.” You sigh, gently stroking your fingers over his bunched small intestine. Lucifer keens under your touch, finally, finally, making the sounds you’ve been waiting for. Truly, it’s surprising how much he can hold back when he’s determined enough. “So very gorgeous. Don’t you know that?”

He swallows shakily, eyelids fluttering with each caress of your fingers. “I-I..”

You settle back by his hips again, press your own arousal against his. “Do you feel that, Lucifer? Do you feel how hard I am for you? You did this to me- you’re so beautiful I can’t help it.”

Lucifer looks down, down past his flayed chest, down his exposed organs, down to his pre stained underwear where he sees the swell of your erection strained in your jeans. You grind against him, a little roll of your hips that has him gasping like a fish out of water. It’s unbelievably hot. Lucifer’s brain is melting into a slurry of good and more.

“I can see your heart, Lucifer. And it’s all mine, right? Your heart is mine?” Blood smears your face from where you wiped off the sweat and Lucifer swears he’s never seen something so beautiful. He nods, quickly and urgently. “Y-yours, wheeze, all yours,”

You smile, giving his cheek a pat. “Of course it is. Something so pretty is obviously a gift for me, huh?” You feel Lucifer’s cock throb against yours. “Oh? Do you like it when I call you pretty? It’s true, you’re so pretty, especially like this. Your beating heart exposed for me…such a beautiful red. Just like your eyes.” You rock your hips against him, rub your erection against his.

Lucifer’s exposed heart beats faster, contracting and expanding with fresh oxygen. “Maybe I should take those eyes next, what do you think?” You tap the bloodied blade on his cheekbone, the flat end making a sticky splat against his skin. He gives a firm shake, hot tears bubbling up into those enchanting eyes of his. “That’s ok, you need those eyes to see what I’m doing, don’t you?” And he nods, and to your delight and surprise, bats his sticky wet eyelashes at you.

You groan in pure need, rutting against him harder, enough to make him jostle under the force of your hips. “So fuckin pretty, that’s right, my pretty boy.” You lean down, sucking your face into his exposed cavity and press a kiss to his heart.

Lucifer wheezes, a loud moan tearing through his chest—ragged enough you see his organs contract and then relax. “You’re all mine, all mine. Your heart's mine too, isn’t it?” You look up your lashes at him, lips smeared with rich blood. “Yess,” he gasps, cock twitching and throbbing in his underwear. “It’s yours, it’s- fuck, all yours,” he pushes his hips up, grinds his cock against yours.

You curse, your pants far too tight and uncomfortable. “Shit, baby,” you reach down, unbuttoning your jeans as you pepper kisses over his ribcage. Lucifer audibly moans at the realization, a low whining in his throat as you push your pants and underwear down and straddle his hips. “I wanna cum on you,” you breathe, kiss up his neck with your dick in your fist. You give a few pumps, panting against the hollow of his throat. “I wanna cum on your pretty heart.”

“Fuck! Fuckfuckfuck, do it- do it,” Lucifer pleads, his dignity utterly destroyed by a pretty knife and a few kisses. He’s tugging at his restraints, yet the drop ball remains closed in his iron grip. You scoot up higher, knees framed under his ribcage. “You’re so gorgeous, Hah, so pretty and mine.”

You pump your cock, hissing with each pass of your thumb over the leaking head. Lucifer’s heart thump thumps below you, his fangs digging into his bottom lip with how tightly he sets his jaw. “Next time, I should fuck your pretty insides, huh?” You pant, pre dripping down from the head and threatening to drop onto his beating heart.

Lucifer can’t hold back the open moan at the thought, eyelids fluttering. “Fuck me,” he gasps, arching his back and pushing his chest up closer to your throbbing dick. “Fuck my heart, fuck my guts,”

So vulgar, so obscene. It makes you want to ravage him, it makes you want to tear him to shreds and put him back together to do it all over again.

Lucifer’s hands itch to be free so he can guide your cock down into his gooey insides, so he can jerk you off right into his blood pumping heart. The fact alone that he can’t touch you makes him burn with frustration and desperation.

“Shit, shit, I’m gonna claim you, I’m gonna make you mine,” it doesn’t take you long for your orgasm to bud closer, the obscene display of trust and vulnerability getting you close before you even began.

“Yours, yours- cum on me, cum in me,” Lucifer babbles, crimson eyes wide and blown as they train on your twitching cock, excitement and anticipation flooding through his veins.

That knot grows tighter, tighter, until it bursts, until your dick jumps in your hand and thick, hot ropes of cum splatter onto his open heart. And it burns on his heart, it burns so deliciously. He cums in that moment, hot wetness seeping through his underwear. He’s been claimed, and that thought makes him dizzy.

The last of your cum drips into a puddle on his frantically beating heart, mixing with the sheen of blood keeping him moist. “I love you,” he says, so genuine and whole. “I love you, I love you,” he repeats as you untie the binds on his wrists.

Lucifer brings a shaky hand down, rubs his trembling fingers over his cum splattered heart. You bite your lip, eyes wide as you watch him smear it in. “Lucifer..”

He brings his hand back up to his face- and licks the mix of blood and cum off his fingers. “You’ve claimed me,” he says with a loopy smile, so fucked out despite not being fucked at all.

“All yours.” Lucifer sighs and you couldn’t agree more.

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Obey Me! DND / Fantasy AU 👾🔥

Individual information Below!

LUCIFER

Class: Paladin (Oathbreaker)

Subclass Description: An oathbreaker is a paladin who breaks their sacred oaths to pursue some dark ambition or serve an evil power. Whatever light burned in the paladin's heart been extinguished. Only darkness remains.

Creator Notes

Frontline tank for the party

Protective of the others. Will take hits to block his more fragile brothers

Leader of the party and organizes trips. Maybe sent by Diavolo on quests?

Other Class Choices: Crown Paladin

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MAMMON

Class: Rogue (Wild Card)

Subclass Description: Some rogues favor honing their skill and precision, others perfect a silver tongue, but you — well, you’ve always gotten a kick out of leaving things up to chance.

Rogues of the Wild Card variety thrive on the high stakes and random thrill of the game table. Armed with cunning cheats and no small amount of luck, these sly gamblers live and die by their rules, never keen to simply accept the hand fate deals them.

Creator Notes

The gambling dps (that either does really well or terribly, depends on rolls)

Holds a deck of cards on him, depending on the type of suit he pulls, it enchants his attacks to deal various effects to the enemy

Fitting match for a rogue

Boasts of his skills, a bit acrobatic to show off

Other Class Options: Thief Rogue

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LEVIATHAN

Class: Warlock (The Fathomless Pact)

Subclass Description: You have plunged into a pact with the deeps. An entity of the ocean, the Elemental Plane of Water, or another otherworldly sea now allows you to draw on its thalassic power. Is it merely using you to learn about terrestrial realms, or does it want you to open cosmic floodgates and drown the world?

Creator Notes

Summoner/DPS

Instead of tentacles the summon for his class would be vaguely representative of Lotan (like his head rising up and chomping the enemy etc

Literally just some guy. Also uses his pact to do mundane or petty things he’s too lazy to do

Other class options: Sea sorcerer, Ghost in the Machine Warlock

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SATAN

Class: Ranger (Beast Master Conclave)

Subclass Description: The Beast Master archetype embodies a friendship between the civilized races and the beasts of the world. United in focus, beast and ranger work as one to fight the monstrous foes that threaten civilization and the wilderness alike. Emulating the Beast Master archetype means committing yourself to this ideal, working in partnership with an animal as its companion and friend.

Creator Notes

DPS (kind of) and Support (kind of)

Has many animals (mostly cats) following him, he cares deeply for these companions. He also uses them to cause a lot of trouble. Pranking others and other antics. Both sides are protective of each other which can be problematic to the rest of the party.

Knowledgeable of creatures/maybe has a journal on them?

Other Class Choices: Mastermind Rogue, Monster Slayer Ranger

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ASMODEUS

Class: Bard (College of Glamour)

Subclass Description: The College of Glamour is the home of bards who mastered their craft in the vibrant realm of the Feywild or under the tutelage of someone who dwelled there. Tutored by satyrs, eladrin, and other fey, these bards learn to use their magic to delight and captivate others.

The bards of this college are regarded with a mixture of awe and fear. Their performances are the stuff of legend. These bards are so eloquent that a speech or song that one of them performs can cause captors to release the bard unharmed and can lull a furious dragon into complacency. The same magic that allows them to quell beasts can also bend minds. Villainous bards of this college can leech off a community for weeks, abusing their magic to turn their hosts into thralls. Heroic bards of this college instead use this power to gladden the downtrodden and undermine oppressors.

Creator Notes

The All-rounder

I didn’t want him to be stereotypical of a bard but I think glamour fits him -w- pretty and manipulative and such

Has weapons (knives and shivs) hidden on straps on his body

Uses his mind manipulating and enchanting magic for more selfish and maniacal needs. Very much does what he wants when the time is right

Heals occasionally, depending on his mood

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BEELZEBUB

Class: Barbarian (Path of the Beast)

Subclass Description: Barbarians who walk the Path of the Beast draw their rage from a bestial spark burning within their souls. That beast bursts forth in the throes of rage, physically transforming the barbarian.

Creator Notes

The tank/damage dealer. Sways depending on the situation.

Non-human

Basically the same but with a giant axe/weapon. Guy who literally hangs around and enjoys meals and such. Kind of a creature if you ask me

Similar to Lucifer, protective of his brothers and will block hits when possible

Comes in a package with Belphie. Do not separate the animals.

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BELPHEGOR

Class: Druid (Circle of Dreams)

Subclass Description: Druids who are members of the Circle of Dreams hail from regions that have strong ties to the Feywild and its dreamlike realms. The druids’ guardianship of the natural world makes for a natural alliance between them and good-aligned fey. These druids seek to fill the world with dreamy wonder. Their magic mends wounds and brings joy to downcast hearts, and the realms they protect are gleaming, fruitful places, where dream and reality blur together and where the weary can find rest.

Creator Notes

Party Healer (TM)

Non-human

Heals and micromanages Beel's health but everyone else is on their own. Leaves Lucifer to take hits and delays heals to fuck with him

Protects the party at night when everyone is sleeping

Also the same as canon; sleeps a lot until someone shakes him awake. Beel carries him around

Close second choice: Circle of Stars Druid

Do you ever just look at a hot 2D anime boy and immediately fall in love?

I just started this game and I've gotta say... My God Lucifer is so gay yet so hot I can't-

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO LUCIFER!!

June 6th is Lucifer's birthday and I will celebrate it with a drawing of mine! It's my MC (Lea) giving a gift to the birthday boy himself!❤

When I first started Obey Me, I immediately fell for Lucifer! I don't even know what it was: The fact that he is the oldest, his good-looking appearance, his interesting personality... it just happened! Even his sadistic side is intriguing to me!😏❤

I will continue to play Obey Me as long as I can, and I'm excited to see more scenarios with Lucifer!

Again, happy birthday to Lucifer, the Avatar of Pride!!