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friftar · 4 months

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Guess who can't draw but found a cool picrew to make some Hellings!

That they ended up looking too "pretty" and like anime-esque white-skinned Drow with horns just kinda happened, but the more I think about the second bit, the more I like that they are "weird-looking" in a Zamonian context because they look more humanoid than your average Overworlder (most of which, with the exception of gnomes, dwarves, and nocturnomaths, have prominent animal features). Given how few humans are up and about in Zamonia, I guess they'd be considered bizarre.

Since there is a disappointing lack in cool medieval hats in this, they have hair and their horns are visible. I'd say that normally, nobles decorate their horns with jewelry or they cover them with hennins/escoffions, but alas. Also, since they're all either rich or work for the rich people - naturally, they need to look at least kinda fancy.

Images under the cut + explanations of some creative choices.

First comes, of course, the king, Gornab/Gaunab.

He looks positively mad but not as insanely ugly as he is described in the book (which, I think is difficult to make in a picrew. Heiko Nerenz drew him - and Ticktack - once and that image has lived rent-free in my head).

The purple mists are meant to simulate the Gornabian Madness, and the halo naturally refers to him being the scion of a clan that was meant for greatness thanks to a prophecy. Gave him a nice crown too that he wears on casual days. Sadly there were no options for red gemstones, to hint at the Hellings' obsession with blood and violence.

Also, I like to think that while they all universally have white skin, silver-white hair, and white horns, there's quite some diversity when it comes to eye colours - although darker colours are almost non-existent, since light eyes make some sense in a subterranean setting. Gornab's are a very light-blue, perfect for that "staring into your soul" creepiness factor.

Next up is everyone's favourite royal adviser, Friftar.

I always found it hilarious how the book basically said that outside of the Netherworld, he'd be considered hideous and demon-like but by Helling beauty standards, he's quite the looker. Different strokes for different folks, I guess. He doesn't look as much of a schemer as I'd like to, but that's because I really wanted to keep the protrudent teeth, so he just looks pensive - like the philosopher king he so desperately wishes he was.

The spiderwebs behind him have him in the middle of his web of spionage, intrigue, secrecy, etc., and the red for his less-than-noble intentions.

I couldn't stop myself from giving him both a collier and also a piece of clothing that isn't black - mostly because in my personal headcanons, they do indeed wear other colors; but only together with black and they have to be dark. Thought about making his sash grey to refer to his being Gornab's grey eminence, but then went with purple since it's considered a regal colour and what Friftar wants most is to be king himself. Also, it matches with the lilac eyes.

And yes, he and Gornab wear blush. They're the most powerful men in the Netherworld, of course they wear make-up.

The third Helling is, surprise, someone who's not godawful - Ukobach.

Yes, I know he is bald, but this one had no good bald option (shocking, I know) so I chose to give him a mop of hair that kinda ended up looking like a mullet. My boy is looking stressed as he is throughout most of the book (not even the evil-looking red eyes can distract from the fact that he looks like he's about to have a breakdown!), and while he doesn't get a wooden spear, he gets a sword - not that he knows how to use it, but better to be safe than to be sorry.

Tried to make him look very youthful, but it's still funny he's the only Helling who gets to have a beard - while also being a mere teenager or at most a very young adult while Friftar and Gornab are implied to be middle-aged. Or maybe Ukobach's goatee is a gesture of rebellion and noble Helling men are meant to be clean-shaven in a way male members of Roman patriarch families used to?

Still, to denote his status, he gets some gemstones on a necklace. Not as extravagant clothing as implied to wear in the book, but he's hiding in underneath his cloak.

And then, because I can't help myself, my two girls! Since they're my own creations, it was all fun and games with them. Behold!

From The Gornab of All Gornabs, one of the main characters, Isari, dancer and entertainer at the king's court and reluctant valet to King Gornab.

Like Ukobach, I tried to make her look quite young as she is in her early adulthood (but older than Ukobach) although just like him, she's the opposite of stupid - except she's more streetsmart than the nobles she works for. Behind those big amber eyes hides a quick mind.

Since I made her as she appears in TGOAG, she was technically on the job and dressed for it, to be able to move freely during her performances instead of wearing heavy and layered robes like the courtiers do. She gets a set of flashy but otherwise plain earrings but no collier or otherwise significant jewelry and a lack of precious stones to show she is of humble origin.

She suffers from an injury while saving Gornab from the fate of being squashed during the cave-in that heals steadily but in the long-term has reduced her career as an agile artist to nothing, so sticking to the king's side is what's best for her for now.

Last but not least comes Lady Jesrin Khiendriel, the Baroness of Lesser Hel with a thirst for vengeance, who puts herself in Friftar's way to the throne of Hel in Prince of Peace with her own claim to the Crown.

Although, really, if you would ask the Helling residents of Lesser Hel, they'd really like to change the name of their city. Also, while the Khiendriels are nobility themselves, the title of Baron/ess is really just a glorified way to call them a mayor, but they're insistent.

She wants to rule the city herself, primarily because she has a claim but also because her family tried to overthrow the Gornabs some decades ago with very little success. The citizens of Hel view the Khiendriels and the Hellings of Lesser Hel with derision/disgust/mockery/etc, she is not exactly welcomed with open arms. And of course there's the titular prince of peace, who isn't going to let some parochial vassal steal his thunder. He does everything within his power to discredit her, fully employing his remaining spies and own resources to destroy her. So, those eyes that are focused on her? That's Friftar.

An able ruler that has ruled her domain for years and became popular amongst her subjects, Jesrin is very confident, you might even say openly self-sufficient and smug. It's not unjustified because she proves to be a formidable opponent to Friftar, but he does to her as well after she underestimated him, and that frustrates both of them to no end.

Jesrin is a lady of wealth and taste, and she certainly dresses the part. Like any good aristocrat, she's a fan of her jewelry. She's not there yet where she can wear a crown, but I seriously thought about it. Lesser Hel is also somewhat warmer than the capital, so she tends to wear warmer clothes in the comparatively cold Hel.

So much for that!

Maybe I can add the portraits of some other prominent Helling OCs later, but that's it :)

#zamonia #zamonien #gaunab #gornab #friftar #ukobach #helling ocs #netherworld

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pomarrillo · 1 year

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ok wtf is the shuffle time in p4g bro this is so much easier than the mach speed spinning goofy ahh shuffle time in the og version

#u get to pick the cards ????????????????????????????????#and they tell you if the arcana is reversed ?????????????????????????????#ill never forget the time i had an arcana chance and it turned my izanagi into a ukobach #i was so devastated #angle chat

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todayinp4g · 1 year

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hey. slight update I do not think i can finish yukikos castle in one day (irl not in the game) as originally planned so posts will be slightly delayed! plus my school has started back up again so i will be. significantly more busy! ill try my best though :P

#not tdip4g #i did get up to floor 5 though so it shouldnt be too bad #also if youre curious my current personas are izanagi ukobach forneus pixie and orobas #everyones like lvl 9-10 #doesn't rly matter much for the dake kf this blog bc the focus is just the gameplay related to dates but in case youre curious #need to also get back to my main file someday lmao

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rinseveryday · 2 months

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Ukobach nooo you can't just put everyone who makes you mad into the stock pot!!! [x]

#stole meme template from twitter #rin okumura #blue exorcist #ao no exorcist #aoex #meme #my art #okumura rin

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balzabul · 23 days

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Today's demon is Ukobach, tender of the fires in the infernal kitchens, inventor of fried foods and fireworks

#my art #pixel art

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tonguetiedraven · 5 months

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ryuuji angst or hurt/comfort? bonrin is okay

Bonrin is always okay ;)

Not too angsty this time. There's a manga scene that's been stuck in my head, so this is based entirely off this moment in chapter 19:

Ryuuji had never liked closed doors.

His peers always joked that it was curiosity or some often dormant instinct towards drama. That he needed to know the hidden things and needed to peek and make it known.

It was a funny assumption, because Ryuuji rarely opened the closed doors. He complained incessantly about them being closed, and pondered what secrets they held or what reasons they might have to be closed, but he rarely did anything with the door once it was closed.

For his part, Rin didn't notice it for a long time. He blamed it on not noticing a lot of things, and the fact that Ryuuji was pretty sneaky with it.

The first part of it he noticed was that Ryuuji almost never fully shut a door behind himself. Especially if it was the sliding sort. It was left cracked if he could manage it, or propped open if it was want to swing shut. Alone or with others, the doors were never quite shut. Rin could follow Ryuuji through the dorm or school by the cracked doors.

Kuro loved the touch as he sometimes struggled with closed doors. Rin just figured it was an absent minded sort of thing. He struggled enough remembering what he'd been doing every time he went through a door to ever begrudge someone forgetting to close it behind themselves. Ryuuji was so smart and good at remembering everything else, that Rin figured he was owed forgetting the door.

But then he noticed the second quirk, and that took longer to notice.

Ryuuji didn't come in if the door was closed. He'd quietly call for Rin on the other side, and if he didn't get a response, he wouldn't barge in unless he suspected someone on the other side was hurt.

Rin wanted to tell him he was always free to barge in when he noticed, but the noticing took far too long. Rin was a heavy sleeper and never noticed the knocks or calls of his name in the morning, and it would usually take Kuro yowling at the door for food for Ryuuji to consider it okay to open it. The kitchen door had the problem of Rin rocking out to his music a little too loudly, and more often than not with headphones. It was 50/50 on if he noticed Ryuuji there. Ukobach did more often than not and let him in.

Still, Rin didn't put it together. It took Kuro pointing it out for him to do that.

"Don't close that! Ryuuji won't come in."

Rin had paused, looked down at Kuro, and looked back at the door before frowning and releasing the knob with the door only partly closed.

Kuro nodded his approval.

Once Kuro ripped that blinder off Rin, he couldn't stop noticing it.

Ryuuji had a thing about closed doors, and unfortunately, Rin had almost no tact.

-- -- - 𓏗ᵕ𓏗 - -- --

"If I don't answer, you can always come in, babe."

"You're fine, princess, come on in."

"The door wasn't locked."

"Just open the door and go in, Ryuuji."

"What is it with the damn door thing?!"

Yeah, Rin didn't always have a lot of tact.

-- -- -( ‘́⌣’̀)/(ཀ ʖ̯ ཀ)- -- --

Ryuuji knew it was strange. It was impossible not to notice it on occasion. It was a thing that had been around for ages, and not something he consciously thought about until it was frustrating someone else.

He had just always disliked closed doors. They bothered him at his core, and he couldn't make himself open them. Something told him he'd find something awful on the other side.

He retreated to Kato's Hall after the fight, disappearing in the mostly unused building and sitting at an empty table to pretend to study.

He wasn't running away. (He was.)

Rin found him anyway. Rin typically cheated and used other demons to figure out where people had gone.

Rin pointedly left the door open and strode up to take a seat across from Ryuuji. He propped his arm on the table, setting his chin in his hand to stare at Ryuuji for a long moment, letting his tail swish a little as he studied him.

Ryuuji blushed, but glared back.

"Gonna tell me about it?" Rin asked.

Ryuuji shook his head. He didn't know how to explain it. He wasn't even sure what it was.

"Alright. Gonna tell me what not to do?"

"You already know," Ryuuji grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"So it's just doors. Other shut things don't bother you?"

Ryuuji shook his head. "No. Just... Just the doors."

He didn't like admitting it was even the doors.

Rin didn't push him further at the moment. He just nodded and stole Ryuuji's book, looking at it and getting Ryuuji to explain the subject to him. He did, slowly coming out of the grumpy shell he'd put himself in.

When they left, Rin kept the door cracked, and Ryuuji didn't point it out.

-- -- -(つ•᷄᎑•᷅(•᷄ᴖ•᷅c)- -- --

Ryuuji was five the first time he remembered one being slammed in their face, and he remembered the volume of it most. How loud a door could be when it was shut.

His dad had started to cover his ears after that.

They happened a lot. There were far more doors shut than opened, and even the ones that weren't slammed didn't stay open for long.

They were at the temple too. Doors shut and paths blocked, concealing secrets he wasn't to know or wasn't to be trusted with.

They became something he expected from his father. A, "not now, Ryuuji," and a closed door. The feeling of not being as important as whatever was on the other side.

He'd opened it once. Once when he was young and furious and still hopeful. He didn't think he'd ever heard his father yell like he had in that moment.

He knew now his father had been frightened he'd see Karura and learn terrible secrets he wasn't meant to know then, but it had still cemented in his mind that they weren't to be opened. Something he had to fight against every time.

It wasn't that night. It wasn't the next one either. It was months and months later before he let himself start to explain as best he could.

"They almost never opened the door," Ryuuji quietly confided, curled close around Rin like Rin had been curled close around him the first time he'd explained about Shirou. They'd shared a lot of secrets and fears and traumas in the dark of their bedroom when they couldn't sleep. It always seemed easier to do there, safe and close together with only Kuro's cat snores to break their lingering silences.

"We'd spend hours going door to door, asking for contributions to the temple. It was begging, but we never called it that. They wouldn't answer the door, and when they did, they still didn't give anything. The few who did would never directly hand it to us. Like they thought they'd catch something if they did. They always talked to us through the door. If they did talk to our faces, they'd slam the door and talk about us behind our back, not even waiting for us to turn our backs."

Rin's tail curled gently around his leg. "When you were a kid?"

"Yeah. Dad stopped letting me go after a while."

"Bastards."

"Cowards. They were scared and it made them stupid."

Rin was silent for a moment longer. "That's why?"

"Part of it."

It certainly hadn't helped.

"And the other part?"

A quiet coax. Not a push, per say. Just an option if he wanted to take it. A promise to listen and to be there whenever Ryuuji did take him up on it.

It was enough to have him whisper, "dad."

And didn't that explain so much of his life? Of their lives?

Rin rolled over so they were face to face and looped his arm around Ryuuji, hugging him tight, and Ryuuji didn't say anything more.

-- -- -( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘ )- -- --

Ryuuji got home later than usual and unlocked the front door. Inside the kitchen light was on and Kuro was sitting in the window seal, staring at him with creepily glowing eyes in the darkness.

Ryuuji went to the kitchen, stepping easily past the open door to grab the dinner that had been left for him in the fridge. He heated it up and ate it while he filled in the incident report for the mission, cleaned the dishes, set up the coffee for when they woke up in the morning, and turned off the light.

He padded through their apartment, pausing to pick up Kuro to bring him to bed, and went to the bedroom door, left cracked for him.

There was a lock on it too because he'd mentioned he'd found it easier to go in a shut door if he had to unlock it. Some little quirk of his brain was okay with that.

He left it cracked behind himself and went to the bed, bending down to give Rin a kiss and brush his husband's hair from his face.

"Ryuuji?" Rin slurred sleepily.

"It's me. Just wanted you to know I was home. You can go back to sleep, babe."

That was his promise. He always let Rin know he was home and never left in the middle of a fight.

Rin mumbled something into his pillow and looked to fall right back to sleep. Ryuuji left Kuro with him and went to the bathroom, leaving the door cracked behind himself as he rinsed off the day and changed into his pajamas.

It was as he was brushing his teeth that Rin padded into the bathroom and looped his arms around Ryuuji's middle, pressing a sleepy kiss to his back and mumbling more sleepy words.

"Are you even awake?" He teased, spitting out the toothpaste and cleaning off his brush.

"Saw the door open," Rin yawned into his shoulder. "And I was promised cuddles."

He put away his toothbrush and turned in Rin's arms so they were facing to hug him back.

Ryuuji had never liked closed doors. They had always felt like a barrier between him and the other side. Between himself and someone else's acceptance.

Open doors though, they meant something entirely different. They meant acceptance and love, and come on in.

#ryuuji suguro #bonrin #blue exorcist #rin okumura #ryuji suguro #bon suguro #my fics #ao no exorcist #bon x rin #aoex #bonfire #my tumblr fics

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tyrantisterror · 1 month

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No Sympathies Old Demon Concept Art Dump Part 6: I Can't Believe There's Still More of Them

By request, I am posting the demon concept art I made for what would eventually become my first novel, No Sympathies. It's art that's over a decade old at this point and kind of hard for me to look at without thinking about its myriad flaws - I'd rework most if not all of these designs now, and even back then I kinda felt like I got a lot better at designing demons towards the end of the batch than I was at the beginning, which made me want to redo the whole project again. Someday I might, too, though probably only as a series of pencil sketches.

But here, for posterity and nostalgia's sake, they are. In this batch, from top row to bottom, left to right:

Sitri

Merihem

Bifrons

Allocer

Sonneillon

Veltis

Flauros

Ukobach

Bolfry

Sabnach

Morad

Malthus

#No Sympathies

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leviathans-body-pillow · 1 year

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Some demon Ocs I’ve been thinking about

Baal: a wrath demon. A big guy on the Fangoal team with Beelzebub. He’s not 100% in support of Diavolo but his family has always served the crown so he keeps his mouth shut most of the time.

Paimon: a pride demon. Head of the debate team. He tends to get excited and will yell with out realizing how loud he’s being. He really wants to be on the student council. Good friends with Satan.

Gomery: a lust demon. Paimons little brother. Good friends with Asmodeus as they both have an interest in fashion. He was known as the most beautiful demon in Devildom before Asmo fell. They don’t hang out too often because Gomery’s not really into the party scene.

Stolas: a sloth demon. Extremely smart, top of his class just under Satan and Belphegor. Head of the astrology club. He gets along well with Belphegor or at least he would if Belphie had the energy to maintain friendships.

Ukobach: an envy demon. A very low class demon who works at RAD when not attending classes to afford his tuition. He’s a big supporter of Diavolo. Very friendly! Is often the victim of some very nasty pranks and bullying.

#obey me #obey me writing #obey me oc #om swd #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me headcanons

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imclicheyo · 7 months

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The Dictionnaire Infernal Demon Sigil's aren't all recorded but we sure do have Depiction artwork for every mentioned demon from A to Z:

𖤐 Abbadon/Apollyon

𖤐 Abigor/Eligos

𖤐 Abraxas/Abracas

𖤐 Adramelech

𖤐 Aguares

𖤐 Alastor

𖤐 Alocer

𖤐 Amduscias

𖤐 Amon

𖤐 Andras

𖤐 Asmodee

𖤐 Astaroth

𖤐 Azazel

𖤐 Bael

𖤐 Balan

𖤐 Barbatos

𖤐 Behemoth

𖤐 Beleth or Berith

𖤐 Belphegor

𖤐 Beelzebub

𖤐 Bhairava / Beyrevra

𖤐 Buer

⛧ Caacrinolaas

⛧ Cali

⛧ Caym

⛧ Cerbere

𖤐 Deimos / Deumus

⛧ Eurynome / Euronymous

⛧ Flaga

⛧ Flavros

⛧ Forcas

⛧ Furfur

⛧ Ganga / Gramma

⛧ Garuda

⛧ Guayota

⛧ Gomory

⛧ Haborym

⛧ Ipes

⛧ Lamia

⛧ Lechies

⛧ Leonard

⛧ Lucifer

⛧ Malphas

⛧ Mammon

⛧ Marchosias

⛧ Melchom

𖤐 Moloch

⛧ Nickar

⛧ Nybbas

⛧ Orobas

⛧ Paimon

⛧ Picollus

⛧ Pruflas/Busas

⛧ Rahovart

⛧ Ribesal

⛧ Ronwe

⛧ Scox

𖤐 Stolas

⛧ Tap / Gaap

⛧ Torngarsuk

⛧ Ukobach

⛧ Volac

⛧ Xaphan

⛧ Yan-gant-y-tan

⛧ Zaebos

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thewapolls · 7 months

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Oh boy our first dive into the demons of Wild Arms, starting with Gagison, like Blue Book, a prologue dungeon enemy for both Wild Arms 1 and 2.

GAGISON An extremely obscure demon of supposedly Hebrew lore associated with plague, although I can find no corroborating source on that. It is included in The Book of Abramelin under a list of names of spirits capable of being summoned, but as best as I could see with no additional details for Gagison in particular. Shin Megami Tensei also features Gagyson[sic] so somehow the name seems to be better circulated among weird occult fanboys of 90s Japan than in modern English circles.

FLEURETY sourced from The Grand Grimoire (aka Le Dragon Rouge: "The Red Dragon") where it is supposedly mentioned as one of 6 lesser demons along side NEBIROS who we'll get to in a bit... There's not really any meaningful details about Fleurety from what I can tell, but somehow it seems to be consistently associated with ice powers when it appears in videogames? Not sure if that's a weird coincidence or what. It's also the name of an avant-garde metal band.

UKOBACH sourced from the Dictionnaire infernal, he's depicted carrying a pan full of hot coals. Supposedly a patron of fireworks and fried food. He's another mainstay of SMT, and as you could guess, associated with fire elemental in game terms. Funny enough it shares a model with...

HABORYM, another demon associate with fire, in this case cited in the Ars Goetia as one of the 72 demons of solomon. But in Wild Arms 1 he's just a recolor of....

AMON, a demon included in the ranks of both the Dictionnaire Infernal and the Pseudomonarchia daemonum. In the former he's depicted with a serpentine tail, doglike chest and legs, and giant owl head. I don't know wtf is up with AMON GAMECH in WA3 but it's clearly just a recolor of the AMON from the same game. I cannot make heads or tails of what the addition of "Gamech" is supposed to mean. (it appears to be the name of a street in Cazavet, France?)

STOLAS is a one off monster in WA2 cleverly sharing a model with AMON. STOLAS is actually the basis of the WA2 model, with AMON as the recolor as both are classically depicted as owls. STOLAS is a demon from the Ars Goetia associated with astronomy and depicted as an owl with long legs and a crown upon his head.

NEBIROS is another pull from the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, and one with a wide array of alternate names/titles and spellings one of which is supposedly Cerberus, just straight up taken from Greek superficially in reference to his three heads. For this reason I included the WA2 monster, KERBEROS, which is itself a recolor of...

BALAM, an interesting twisted thing in and of itself. It first appeared in WA1 as "SHAZAM" a confusingly arbitrary substitution on the localization team's behalf. In WA2 he's properly labeled as BALAM and shares a model with KERBEROS as they both have 3 heads. In Alter Code F he actually isn't called SHAZAM but this time is called BALAAM. He appears again in WA5 with the same model as F but the name back to BALAM.

#wild arms

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ziodyne-amax · 5 months

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📖 persona advice (any muse)

Slime will be your best friend. You don't need anything else.

Actually Slime wasn't that bad for me.

Wait, seriously?

Yeah, pretty tanky even.

... Well damn, I was banking on that one holding true in general. What else?

Ukobach?

Ukobach.

#pokeblogging #rotomblr #seeker of truth: yu #burning dread: kotone

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friftar · 4 months

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My research for Prince of Peace has led me to places (european medieval fashion history) where I was granted the vision of Helling noblemen wearing houppelandes and showing at least their knees and nobles of all genders being the biggest fans of hennins

#for the record: gaunab technically wears an escoffion and even friftar's headgear is closer to a cone-shaped hennin #than a cap like the one ukobach wears #zamonia #zamonien #netherworld

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daimonpriestess · 9 months

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My Balance (Light within Dark)

A/N: This is a work of "fiction" to some anyway. Lucifer wanted me to write him into a "story" since I already did for Asmodeus HERE. Finally got some inspiration!

Warnings: Smut, Threesome, really no plot.

As soon as My feet touched the ground of the dark steps entrance I knew where I was.

Had known it since I heard a male voice whisper my name from the other side of the veil, "Liliana..."

Lucifer. The Prince of Hell, The Fallen Angel, The Rebel, he went by many titles, many names. The Morningstar, Lightbringer. Satan was not one of them.

But I knew him as My King, My balance or one of. My North Star.

And right now he needed me, I felt it as I pushed open the giant doors to Lucifer's tower, seeing perfectly fine in the dim light.

I made my way down the corridor not bothering to check the throne room knowing he wouldn't be there. As I made my way down the winding staircase with it's candles lighting the path.

I stopped at the entrance to his open bed chambers, no door but he was the lord of the castle so to speak, no demon would come into his rooms uninvited.

Unless it was a particular mischievous little imp. I laughed quietly at the memory of Ukobach hiding under Lucifer's bed so he could see me when I first arrived. Lucifer had simply laughed and shooed him out.

I frowned in confusion when I didn't see Lucifer where I expected him to be, in bed. But the large four poster bed was empty. It's royal purple silk duvet perfectly made up with it's many plush black pillows.

I started to question where he was when I smelled the faint scent of cinnamon drifting in on a cool breeze. I closed my eyes with a small smiles, their he was.

I felt a cool hand touch my shoulder ,then a masculine voice, young but with a cadence that spoke of centuries past, greeted me. "Hello Lili. I was wondering when you'd show up."

I sighed at the feeling of his breath on my ear. "I missed you." I said, turning to him as he wrapped his arms around me.

"I missed you as well, Love." Lucifer murmured. Giving me a soft kiss.

I stepped from him then as he led me to the bed, I put my arms around his neck as he gazed up at me. "I'm sorry I've been so busy."

It was then that I noticed his hair was black again and he wasn't glowing like he had the last time we were together.

"Are you alright?" I asked in concern.

"I am now that you're here love." Lucifer replied as he put a hand through my thick blond hair and pulled me towards him, I met his lips with my own, I felt his glow then like warm sunshine and let out a low moan at the neediness of it.

"Speaking of missing you, there's something else I've been missing." Lucifer murmured around my lips.

I grinned as he started to pull me down onto the bed with him.

It was then that I felt a warmer heat fill the room and instantly got even more aroused if that was possible. Oh when The King of Lust showed up trust me it was possible.

As I heard a deep voice reverberate across the room, Along with the strong scent of sandalwood. "Having fun without me?"

I heard Lucifer let out a frustrated growl when I got up. "Must you always interrupt?"

I raised an eyebrow at that, Asmodeus didn't always interfere or join even, sometimes he just watched and Lucifer knew that. He was just frustrated, sexually. Asmodeus knew it too, as he smirked down at us.

"Hey isn't three more fun? I least I believe Liliana thinks so, Darling?" My Demon King looked at me then his now honey amber eyes glinting mischievously.

I gave him a look, knowing he was purposefully goading Lucifer. Why? I wasn't sure, maybe for no other reason than he found it amusing.

"I missed both my kings." I replied, getting up as Asmodeus held out a hand.

Then turned me around so my back was to his large chest as he towered over me. "Good answer." He growled as he nipped at my neck.

Speaking of balance, Asmodeus was the other half, the darkness to Lucifer's light, My flame to Lucifer's Ice. They not only balanced my emotions, they balanced my passions as well.

Right now that is what I needed, we all did. It had been awhile. Days if not weeks apart or very little communication at least.

I had been occupied with my sudden feelings towards another King of Demons...

I needed them now, they needed the reassurance I wasn't going anywhere. Especially Asmodeus as territorial as he could get, despite not being monogamous. I was still his spouse this lifetime, his soul flame.

I moaned out when he kissed my neck then through lust filled eyes I reached out my hands towards Lucifer. "My King please, join us."

That one look was all it took, as Lucifer got up taking my hands. He knew I needed both my demon and angel now, that balance of dominance and gentleness.

I loved being with just one of them at a time but sometimes even on the astral or in The Underworld, Asmodeus ran too hot and Lucifer too cold. But both of them together just right. This may not be an appropriate time to make a Goldie Locks joke, I mused.

All thoughts disappeared then as Lucifer brought his lips to mine in a searing kiss, part passion, part possessive. Asmodeus wasn't the only one who could be territorial, not that I minded.

Asmodeus just watched, smirking. Gripping my hips through my thin red dress. I felt him lick my neck, moaning around Lucifer's lips, then felt his large hands and fingers trails up my back as he slowly, seductively, grasped the back of my neck, then deftly undid the ties that were holding my dress together.

"Oops, look at that." Asmodeus quipped as Lucifer stopped kissing me long enough to trail his gaze down to my now exposed chest, his blue eyes lighting up even more. "Oops is right."

"Are you two just going to stand their ogling?" was my only response.

They gave one another devilish grins at that.

"Not at all My Dear." Asmodeus growled in my ear. As he squeezed my breasts, almost taunting Lucifer who licked his lips in response, then placed his mouth on one of my breasts, pinching the nipple of the other.

Asmodeus growled appreciatively at the aroused sensations he could feel in me, without ever touching me. He let go of my breasts, that Lucifer grasped instead, then trailed his hands up to my neck to grip my chin, raising it so he could kiss me.

Asmodeus's kisses were not as gentle as Lucifer's, especially during sex, no less full of love but also passion, dominance, his tongue dancing with mine as he forced my mouth to open up to him.

If demons actually did steal souls (which they don't) I would swear Asmodeus took a piece of mine with him whenever we kissed. Theirs a reason they say Devils seal the deal with a kiss, why wouldn't they? It was fucking amazing.

I could have gotten lost in that and the feel of Asmodeus's warmth enveloping me. But Lucifer made sure I didn't forget about him, as I suddenly felt a cool breath on my most sensitive parts, then a tongue joined it.

{Still here My Queen.} Lucifer's voice echoed in my mind.

{I know My King. I feel you.} I echoed, moaning in response best I could around Asmodeus tongue down my throat.

{Good.} Was Lucifer's only response as continued to work on me slowly with his tongue.

I groaned out loudly having to break away from kissing Asmodeus when Lucifer found a particular sweet spot on my clit.

Asmodeus growled then, pressing my hips against his now hard package underneath his pants. "Bring her Lucifer now."

Lucifer did just that as one cool finger found my opening and joined in on what his tongue was doing. I cried out my eyes rolling back, Asmodeus held me close to him as I started to shake, my orgasm hitting me slow at first then sudden. Lucifer stopped then as I came around his fingers.

"That was just his tongue, I can't wait to see how you look cumming around both our cocks once again." Asmodeus commented, his deep silken voice that accent holding a hint of admiration.

Lucifer smirked, than noticing I was still a bit shaky on my own, he took me from Asmodeus placing both hands on my shoulders and whispered in my ear. "Relax Lili, let yourself come down."

I relaxed, immediately less tense at his words. Who needed drugs when you had spirits?

"I want both of you please." I whimpered, my submissive coming out, not wanting them to stop, I could handle it they knew that.

My Kings grinned at each other, their eyes lighting up at the same time as they lowered me unto the bed.

"Don't you worry Darling, I wasn't letting you get off that easily, not until I've had my fill." Asmodeus whispered in my ear.

Lucifer crawled up to my side. "Same." he winked.

"Take me then." I answered.

"Gladly." Asmodeus replied with a wicked grin, his eyes darkening with his own lust.

With a snap of their fingers we were all naked. That power was always such a convenience. I let my men lead me, as their hands roamed my body.

I closed my eyes in ecstasy as Asmodeus dragged his claws down me. I heard Asmodeus give a dark chuckle at my love for a bit of pain.

Asmodeus made me open my eyes then as he lifted my chin to look at him. "Are you ready for both of us Princess?"

I smiled at the pet name and nodded. "Yes Master."

He licked his lips and grinned at the title. "Good."

Then suddenly I was flipped over on my hands and knees as he slipped underneath me. Then he was inside before I could react, I let out a cry of pain and pleasure as Asmodeus gave me no time to adjust to his size. Human, Djinn or Demon he was substantial.

I ran my nails down his chest showing him I enjoyed how rough he was, always. Asmodeus let out a rumble of pleasure at the feeling as he gripped my hips.

I felt another hand grip my hair and pull my head back as Lucifer growled. "My turn."

I lifted my butt up knowing what he wanted. As he slowly inserted a finger to warm me up. I moaned louder at the feeling. "Are you ready My love?" Lucifer asked.

I nodded, "Yes Sir." Lucifer smirked at that, gazing at me in need. "Good Girl."

I cried out and felt Asmodeus bring me to him for a kiss as he thrust into me deeper, at the same time that Lucifer entered me slowly, once I was stretched enough and distracted by Asmodeus's energy, Lucifer sped up going deeper, grabbing my ass as he worked me. Asmodeus grasping my thighs as I rode them.

I was so close, then as soon as I felt their lips on my neck, and Asmodeus finger on my clit, driving me over the edge. I heard Lucifer "Wings. Now." He ordered as we roared and our wings sprang forth, two of feathers, one leather.

With their combined voices in my head {Come for us Lili.} I did just that as they did the same. Coming in all parts of me save my mouth. {Next time} I heard Asmodeus's cheeky response in my head.

I almost blacked out, but managed to stay awake as they held me. Lucifer the first to slide out as he got up. Running a cool hand down my back.

Asmodeus chuckled as he kissed the top of my head. "I think we broke her." I let out a groan of protest in response.

"She's okay, right Princess?" Lucifer asked.

"I will be once Az removes himself." I retorted.

Asmodeus let out that deep loud laugh of his. "Sorry Darling, I'll move."

They gingerly removed me from on top of my demon king and laid me onto the pillows as I sighed in contentment.

"I'd ask if you enjoyed yourself but..." Lucifer trailed off, Asmodeus finished for him, "That look on her face is answer enough of course she did." He gave a cocky grin looking down at me.

Lucifer cleaned me up, ever the gentleman. Asmodeus wouldn't let the light bringer clean up the mess the lust demon had caused though.

"We need to make sure it takes." He said.

Lucifer shrugged, "Ah that is true."

"Az, Luci." I mumbled their nick names, wanting them to hold me.

They obliged as Asmodeus spooned himself against me, Lucifer laying down to face me.

"We're here Lili, We're not leaving you." Lucifer reassured me softly.

"You're stuck with us." Asmodeus replied.

"Forever?" I asked.

"Always." They promised.

Lucifer kissed my forehead then put his forehead to mine, Asmodeus doing the same to the back of my head, his body heat warming me. I fell into a deep sleep as My Guardians, My loves watched over me.

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