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It’s Lucifer stans’ favorite time of the year! 🥳🎂🎊

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What's Isa's bra size?

Spongebob that's—

She's a D 48 (approximately since that's my rl cup size too)

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Isa Color practice on MediBang

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Isa and her unintentional rizz (she did not get his memo)

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POV: It’s Isabella’s bday (Volume Warning)

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“We will dance until the morning light, Come take my hand and we will take the floor.”

Lyrics from Ballroom of Romance by Celtic Woman

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LUCIFER IN HIS ANGEL FORM

HAVING A VEIL

OVER HIS EYES

TO SIGNIFY HIS INNOCENCE AND HIS HUMILITY

AND IT BURNING UP

IN THE FALL

OR DIAVOLO

SEEING HIS VEIL IN THE CELESTIAL REALM

AND PUSHING IT UP TO SEE HIS EYES

AND SMILE AT HIM

AND LUCI BEING SO FLUSTERED

BECAUSE NO ONE HAD BOTHERED BEFORE

AAAAAA

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Meanwhile, MC to Lucifer:

MC's the actual Daddy Dom of the series.

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Tenderness (Cw: Dom!Mc x Sub!Luci)

(Couldn’t finish the actual birthday art due to tight schedule with family but I can whip out a small comic 🤭)

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HC: Luci is picky with human realm food

Isa would warn him that the human vers is different from the Devildom, but he'd be too stubborn until he actually tries it (90% Isa doesn't take a bite of her food first just in case Lucifer wants to switch)

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Oooo wait

What’s Isabella’s opinion on enchanted fleshlights? Would she use one? How does Lucifer feel about it?

She has a magical strap-on, she is NOT about to shy away over enchanted flesh lights

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Can I politely ask Isabella to rail me? (She’s so hot I’m simping)

HELP LMAOO 😭😭😭

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*Raises hand*

Can I ride on Isabella‘s shoulders?

Very much so

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you plan on posting Isa's lore? I need to know what happened to her 😭😭

Her Lore is very long and complicated. So rather than posting it one by one, I decided to finish both writing the storylines and drawing the panels so I could release them in a more timely schedule rather than months apart if I lose motivation in between. But yes! I'm planning on making her Lore public! Academics and hectic schedule is pushing my time back but I'm working on them in my free time (along with other works)

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AGHHHHH I WANNA DRAW ISAFER SO BAD BUT MY ARTISTIC ABILITY IS DOG SHIT HELP WHAT DO I DO 😭

Also, prepare for the absolute sheer amount of smut I’m gonna be making for IsaFer 🌚

AAAHH DONT WORRY ABOUT SKILL! ID LOVE TO SEE FANART OF THEM!!!

oh.. 😳😳

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⚠️NSFW⚠️

Tongue (IsaFer) Find the AO3 version HERE

Lucifer squirmed and whined at the feeling of being too full.

Isabella held Lucifer up against the wall by his thighs, her hands ever so gentle as to not hurt or cause harm to the soft and fragile skin beneath her rough, clawed fingers.

Lucifer held onto Isabella's horns for dear life, his back arching and head resting on the wall behind him as he let out a whimpered moan. "Isa..." He managed to breathe.

Isabella looked up from where she was diving her tongue in to look at Lucifer. Lucifer looked back, his eyes prickled with the start of tears at the corner of his eyes. His eyes were beautiful as they were set locked into hers and hers alone. Lucifer's red ocean eyes were pretty and she couldn't bring herself to look away.

Isabella was much taller than Lucifer. About two or three torsos taller. And every time Isabella pushed her tongue deeper inside Lucifer, the man's stomach bulged, utterly full. Isabella found it enjoyable.

Lucifer moaned. " I...Isa..." He breathed out.

Isabella was quick to respond, slowly pulling her tongue out and licking over Lucifer's entrance before entering again. Her long tongue reached deep within him and rubbed against his walls and all of his sweet spots. Lucifer's body trembled, and he felt like his legs would give out if Isabella weren't holding him up. Lucifer's cock leaked with precum, dribbling down the shaft. Lucifer clutched Isabella's horns tighter, causing Isabella to hum at the feeling, sending powerful vibrations through Lucifer. The man couldn't help but whine.

Lucifer's stomach was full. Too full. He felt as though he could burst any minute. His face was hot and flushed and his mind was too hazy to formulate any words. Lucifer's vision became blurred with tears. "Isa... Isa...!"

Isabella continued to lick around his inner walls and prod him at his sweet spots, making the smaller man whine and tremble in her hold. Lucifer's grip on her horns tightened. He felt himself reaching his climax, his thighs and body trembling. He cried out and came.

Isabella pulled her tongue out , carefully and softly holding Lucifer as he went through the motions of his orgasm. "I've got you," Isabella whispered . "Such a good boy," Isabella smiled, her lips kissing Lucifer's abdomen, making the man shiver. "You've done so well, my love."

Isabella brought him to the bed and gently placed him on the silk sheets. "Are you alright?" She asked, wiping a few tears that spilt down Lucifer's cheeks. Lucifer nodded and hummed. Isabella kissed Lucifer's forehead. "Good."

Isabella, now satisfied and happy with Lucifer in her arms, smiled and watched as the man snuggled closer to her. What an adorable sight, Isabella thought.

What an adorable sight indeed.

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Lonely Little Ember

Just a short fic of Lucifer's reaction after hearing Isa's backstory :3 Apolgies for my bad English.

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The silence that followed was deafening, unlike the pounding of his heart being twisted out his chest. Lucifer could barely muster a steady intake of breath as Isabella finishes recounting her past. The words that carried her background weighed overbearingly heavy. So heavy that he wondered how she didn't crumble from the weight of it all.

He could feel his throat close with a lump of emotions stuck in it when he sees the distant, downcasted eyes she bore at the moment. Her amber orbs empty and hollow, like the porcelain doll she described as her mother.

A mix of emotions swirled inside Lucifer, sadness and fury being the most apparent and he had to curl his fingers to keep himself grounded.

"Damn them." He thinks, enraged that was fueled by sorrow.

Damn her mother for never seeing the daughter she could be. Damn her father for treating her like a parcel to be shipped with the tag of her family name. Damn the rebels who forced her to watch her team burn in the searing embrace of the forest fire. Damn the enemies who had marred her skin with scars that rendered her nerves numb and unfeeling. Damn them all for hurting her before he came to love her yet.

So much pain lumped into one sentient spirit. Was it such a crime for her to ask of a family that would stay and accept her? To crave love? To crave belonging?

He knew what it felt like to lose a battle against something so obviously stronger. He knows of the regrets that wrapped around his heart and mind like a thorned vine. The self-blame that chained his limbs and withdraws his outstretched hands for help. He knows it so well because it's self-punishment.

And he felt helpless when he saw his lover in the same spotlight he is shining in. He felt anguish in greater heights when he saw himself in the reflection of her faraway gaze.

The worse of such comparison was at the very least, he still had his brothers. Still had some to support him during his darkest moments and fell along with him as he loses his grace and acceptance from the heavens above.

But what about her? What of the nothing she was birthed in and ended up with?

No. He'll change that. He'll be the one to challenge her lonely fate.

Lucifer tugs at her arms, feeling the uneven skin beneath his ungloved fingertips as he pulls her into a protective hold. His brows knit together with tightly closed lids, emotions getting the better of him and throwing his pride out of the window.

"I promise you.." He whispers, his fingers carding through her brown locks and dyed crimson tips while his free arm rubs against her bare back, his palms grazing over the burn that mapped the entirety of her skin behind her with a touch that was afraid he'd break a fragile glass.

"I'll never allow another fire burn you down again."

Isabella stays quiet, her mind fog taking a moment to clear up and process his words that were akin to a vow. Then, her eyes began to burn with unfamiliar tears, her breath hitching as her chest constricted painfully at the sheer relief from the comfort she longed forgotten about.

In the arms of a being that punished the damned, she finds her salvation.