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#digital art#art#oc#oc art#oc:Lucifer#does it count as oc when it has like centuries of preexisting canon#i sas it does#bible wouldn't have the guts to make him pink and a twink#that rhymes#my art
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Gasp. Adam 😳👀😒
#number two guy i never draw bc well. he fucking sucks#mimimimimimi ttw thots pleadinf#doodles#oc:Adam#oc:Lucifer#oc:Gadreel#id in alt text#uni:ttw#this is probably the last art for a hot moment bc im moving on wednesday n classes will start soon after#bee tee dubs manifest for me to get this office position please
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Small art dump ^^
#art.png#artists on tumblr#ocs#oc:Lucifer#oc:Azrael#oc:Theo#sona:Nico#sona:Nick#sona:Vulpes#oc:The Fox#oc:Beetle#minesona
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OC Playlists
don’t have one for everyone but <3
the prodigal son [Sam Churchill]
you are in the car with a beautiful boy [Sam and Abe]
defend us [Michael]
heal my heart of it’s wounds [Cassiel]
love as both sin and salvation [Azrael and Lucifer]
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A collection of Lucifers and Ambroses
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I’m gonna kill you.
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Whumptober Day Six
They had lost. Lucifer had expected it to be a hard fight, but he had never thought it would end like this. He had thought they had the element of surprise on their side.
But no. Lily had betrayed them.
He shouldn’t have trusted her, but he had never though she would choose the archangels over him, over their family. She had put her own children’s lives at risk. Malachi and Isaiah were both dead. Because of her.
Or at least, that is what Lucifer is trying to tell himself, because some small, furious part of him knows that it’s his fault, too. That he had been too blind to see how little Lily really loved him, and he had taken his children to war.
He hasn’t seen her. She hadn’t even come to visit them while they were locked up.
It’s their trial today. Lucifer knows full well that the angels will not be merciful towards him, and that his three eldest children won’t accept mercy even if it is offered. They had known what they were getting into when they followed him to war, and he’s so, so proud of them.
It’s Daryn he’s worried about. She’s only little, the baby of the family, and if they sentence her to death with the rest of them…
She doesn’t deserve that. She’d just followed the others blindly, barely even knowing what she was doing, and it hadn’t been until Lucifer had seen her trying to wield a sword that he had realised she was far, far too young to be fighting.
But fought she had, and now it’s too late.
They’re dragged up the steps towards the acropolis, and Lucifer doesn’t struggle, doesn’t react to the mocking whispers. He won’t give them the satisfaction.
His children are so good, and he’s so proud of them. They don’t cry, not even Daryn, though he can see how much she’s shaking, and he aches to pull her into his arms.
The trial is only a short thing, of course. It’s only for show, playing at justice. The archangels have already decided they’re guilty.
Lily is there, of course. He meets her eye for just a moment, and wonders if she can see how angry he is with her. Perhaps if it had only been the revolution that she had torn apart he would have been able to forgive her, but he can’t help but hate her for what she did to their children.
She looks away. Coward.
The sentence isn’t what he had expected. He had thought they would all be sentenced to death, but instead they’re to have their wings cut off and to be banished.
That’s far worse. Death is quick and relatively painless, but Lucifer can guess that this will be agony, and the pain will last.
And of course, the first person they pull out of the ranks is Daryn.
Perhaps they think it’s some small mercy, to not force her to watch, but Lucifer can’t stand it, can’t watch them hurt his baby girl.
She starts crying as they read the charges, trying to turn around and look towards Esther, towards Lucifer, her blue eyes wide and terrified.
“You bastards,” Esther screams, pulling at the chains keeping her secured, and Daryn sobs louder, only upset by Esther’s anger.
The archangels ignore her.
“You can’t do this to her,” Micah spits, always quick to back Esther up in anything she does. “You’ll all fucking burn.”
Lucifer doesn’t say anything for a moment. He knows the archangels will be more inclined to listen to him than to his children, but he doesn’t want to add to Daryn’s distress.
The angel closest to her forces one of her pretty blue wings away from her body, and she cries out, clearly terrified. Lucifer can’t take it anymore. He won’t let them hurt her, not without a fight.
“Stop,” he cries, and for a moment there’s silence. The archangels look at him almost expectantly. “Please.”
It’s hard to look up at them from the angle he’s chained down, but he tries his best, composure finally breaking a little. Let them do whatever they want to him, but Daryn’s a child.
“She’s a child. She doesn’t deserve this.”
“Your son,” Michael says slowly, and Lucifer knows he says it like that completely intentionally, “is old enough to pick a side, and old enough to suffer the consequences of his actions.”
That is, of course, when Daryn decides to finally weigh in. Her voice is still shaking, and there are still tears dripping down her cheeks, but she seems so brave as she tips her head back. “I’m a girl,” she says, “and you’re a bastard.”
And then she spits at his feet.
Lucifer is so proud of her.
Michael seems furious, of course, but there is nothing he can do to her past ordering the guards to continue carrying out the sentence.
Lucifer looks away before the knife comes down on her back, unable to watch, but he hears her scream, hears Esther and Micah cry out in unison.
He can’t feel anything but burning guilt in this moment, shame for what he’s done to his family.
He just hopes that Lily feels even half as guilty as he does.
#oc:daryn#oc:lucifer#wip:hahb#whumptober2020#no.6#please stop#oc#fic#tw: religion#tw: misgendering#god i love daryn so much#and the worst part about this one#is that in not an awful lot of years#esther and micah will have killed each other#and lucifer will be the person daryn is most afraid of#what fun!
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Random Portrait Doodles #14: Lucifer
Just noticed I have NEVER drawn my Luci digitally.
Well, here he is. The Prince himself. :)
Doodled - 5 May 2017
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Some assorted things I drew today (yesterday?) That maybe belong on the art blog but listen. Who cares?
#rambles#doodles#that tutorial is for a friend but i dont hate it so i'll share it here too!!#oc:Astrum#oc:Azrael#oc:Lucifer#should i tag this as nudity 🤔#its just a chest and i havent tagged those b4...
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A whole lotta kisses!
#art.png#artists on tumblr#ocs#oc:Kushiel#oc:Lelial#oc:Zadkiel#oc:theo#oc:Belial#oc:gabriel#oc:Lucifer#oc:Azrael#oc:Daedalus#oc:Abel
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Not 2 be weird but here's what the ocs smell like
Sam: cheap vanilla candles and clean laundry
Abe: fresh brewed coffee and new cars
Bethnael: metal and spearmint
Hugh: old church basement
Michael: a nice hotel and ice
Abaddon: fresh air and pine
Kushiel: bubblegum mint and rope
Uriel: saffron and old books
Gabriel: post office and vanilla
Cassiel: country home and stone
Zadkiel: lavender and other flowers
Raphael: plants and antiseptics
Lelial: fire and flowery perfumes
Sebastion: forest undergrowth and fresh bread
Azrael: rotting leaves and rain
Lucifer: hot summer night
Belial: tea and paper
Amor: flowers and linen
Rudy: salt and hay
Sariel: cheap leather and Old Spice
Isabela: iced coffee and a well lived in home
#list dump#long post#oc:sam churchill#oc:abe#oc:bethnael#oc:hugh stevens#oc:michael#oc:abaddon#oc:kushiel#oc:uriel#oc:gabriel#oc:cassiel#oc:zadkiel#oc:raphael#oc:azrael#oc:lucifer#oc:belial#oc:amor#oc:rudy#oc:sariel gray#oc:isabela gray
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luc(ifer)y
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“there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin…”
#art.png#artists on tumblr#ocs#oc:Lucifer#oc:Azrael#spent the whole day on this badboy :sunglasses:#there's a lyric version of it but that's for school :D#I didn't make a spelling error i didnt ❤
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Luci thru the years!! When they get cursed by Adam they get stress streaks in their hair but quickly dye it soon after the Fall (self care bby)
#art.png#my art#oc#artists on tumblr#oc:Lucifer#this was rlly just to connect the dots of pre rebellion and king luci-- sorta like after the Fall#but before they create Hell#saying all this makes my story sound cringe but it's okay bc it's not for anyone else it is for ME#anyway would like to do this for the others especially azazel#bc i think she and luci change the most#also changed pre Fall luci's hair to be more easily drawn
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There is an abandoned church hidden amongst the aftermath of a landslide, on the outskirts of the city. Lucifer finds peace there and soon, Azrael does as well.
The two of them sit amongst the dust bunnies and the rotting wood, talking about the latest schemes, gossip, and fashion. They look at each other too, stealing glances that they hope go unnoticed.
“Do you like anyone, Lucifer?” It slips quickly from Azrael’s mouth one day as they sit, hands fidgeting with the fraying edge of their robes.
Lucifer sits across from them, delicately peeling a large orange, but Azrael’s question stops them in their tracks. The smell of oranges fills the air.
“No.” The response is delayed and frantic. Lucifer was always a terrible liar. “Do you?”
Azrael is quicker, braver, staring intensely at their friend as they reply.
“Yes.”
Lucifer swallows hard and their hands resume their work, fingers pulling a bit more aggressively at the peel of the orange. They become concerned with all the stringy details. They do not look up. They do not face Azrael.
“What’s their name?” Lucifer asks finally, when they’re sectioning the orange off to be shared. They hand the bigger half to the other.
Azrael looks at Lucifer and smiles.
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