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“Without even thinking about it, I used to be able to fly."

Updated version this old kiki art

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*boops you*

Happy April Fools Day! 💙

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Adam actually had a lot of character development from Lilith leaving him up until his mortal death.

Then thousands of years of having his ego stroked in Heaven absolutely RUINED it, and brought his worst tendencies out in full force.

Lilith and Lucifer both lament the loss of the 'grumpy old man that can be harsh but is otherwise a caring father and wise leader' Adam.

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So have any of the 'Alastor made a deal with Lilith' theorists brought up Alastor from demonology, yet?

Likened to Nemesis the Executioner, Alastor ("avenger" in Greek mythology), was the personification of familial feuds. He was also associated with sins that pass down from parent to child.

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Lucifer: "You know, I've technically seen you naked before~" FD

Adam: (Ō///Ō; ) "YEAH, WELL--" [hastily tries to think of a good comeback]

Adam: "...that doesn't count cause it was thousands of years ago! Before being naked MEANT anything! Before YOU ruined it for everyone!!" >8V

Lucifer: ( >3>);;; "..."

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I want Asmodeus and Lucifer to make a deal together

Asmodeus has to kill "that jerk Valentino that is giving Charlie's friend Angel Dust a hard time", and in exchange Lucifer has to "let Fizzarolli audition for a role in the Hell-famous Lu Lu World stage show"

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My Tarot + Oracle Decks 🔮🃏🎴

Dreams of Gaia - Pocket Edition

Golden Wheel

Holographic

Marvel

This Might Hurt

Mystical Manga

Oppositions

Spiral

Whispers of Lord Ganesha (Oracle)

MuMaJi's OCs (Hand-made Oracle)

Bicycle - Pink Edition (Playing Cards; which can still be used for Divination!)

Wanted to make an updated easy-reference post for anyone who wanted to ask me for Tarot readings and such (less cluttered than my original post on the subject)

Mystical Manga is still my favorite and go-to deck. I'd say Spiral or Marvel are my least favorites, as of now.

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Imagine--

Lucifer thinks he's alone in a sitting room, fidgeting with his wedding ring, holding back tears as he laments something along the lines of "Lilith, why did you leave me? Where are you now? What did I do wrong?"

Little does he know that Adam entered not too long ago and overheard the whole thing. Adam just stands there, overwhelmed by an unwelcome sense of deja vu and, even worse, sympathy.

UGH,,,,,,, FUCK. FRIEND, HOW DID I NOT THINK OF THIS MYSELF?????? RIGHT, LILITH LEFT THEM BOTH NOW, THEY'RE ON THE SAME FUCKING BOAT. tfw your two ex-husbands rebound with each other huh

Okay but seriously,,,,,, that's so good RRGGHHH I'm biting my shirt. Adam doesn't even get jealous this time cause it hits so close to home that he can't help but actually try and comfort him this time! I think when someone asked me about Adam comforting Lucifer after a bad time, it was really hard in my head to figure out a reason why Adam would do that. But this? This... Ohohoho it's perfect, I want to eat it.

Lucifer's smugness about stealing his two wives is completely gone. He's only left wondering why Adam, of all people, is the one giving him a half hug and looking like he wants to say something. And then it clicks, that he knows exactly what he's going through, and for a second he sympathizes with him as well, because in Adam's case, HE'S the one who caused him this pain (though Adam had it well earned back then. Lucifer really doesn't understand what he did wrong now).

It's quiet, Adam didn't say much besides "hey, I get it" and "it'll get better" but they sit there for a while, and it's enough for now.

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EVERY PROMARE SCENE

88/? ▸ Lio Approaches Foresight

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Ducky to Have You

Charlie discovers her Dad's rubber duck collection and is horrified; wholesomeness ensues.

Charlie hadn't been back to her dad's house in years... Ever since she started the Hotel project, she had simply been too busy to ever check on him. And... she was regretting it.

Charlie was aghast at the absolute STATE of this place. Rubber. ducks. EVERYWHERE. Piles and piles of the little rubber bird bois... in every drawer, on every surface, in every variety.

Charlie tip-toed around the hoard of billed buddies until she finally saw him-- Lucifer. Sitting at his work table... in the middle of painting the eyes on ANOTHER duck.

"Dad?!" Lucifer nearly jumped out of his skin as he turned to face her, "CHARLIE?!"

"Whpghdl- wh- whatare you doinghere?!" Lucifer stumbled on his words, arms flailing as panic flashed across his face. "To help you move into the new hotel?!" Charlie replied with exasperation, "Remember? We talked about it yesterday!" Lucifer could barely hear her over the sound of his internal screaming, "Haha-- rightrightright..." His eyes darted across the room, 'Nonononono how could I forget?! How could I let her see this-?! DAMNIT DEPRESSION...!'

Lucifer 'nochalantly' grabbed his cane and started backing away towards the door, "W-well I'll just go and start packing then--" But Charlie grabbed the end of the staff, "Dad!" Lucifer stopped, looking at her like a pet that had just been caught chewing on something they shouldn't. Charlie had been trying to think of a nicer way of putting it, but she couldn't-- "You've been LIVING like this?!!" "I- uh--" Lucifer pulled his cane away, "Like what?" he laughed nervously. Charlie deadpanned, "The ducks, dad."

"Haha? Whaaat?" Lucifer began sweeping a particularly large rubber duck under a rug, "Th-these?" Charlie frowned with complete seriousness, "Mom told me you make rubber ducks when you're stressed..." Lucifer's heart sank deeper into his stomach, "S-she did, did she?" Charlie's chest ached as she fully processed what was happening... she choked up, "If you've been having such a hard time, why didn't you say anything?!"

'Because of this exact thing happening...' Lucifer thought as he saw Charlie's face, 'A father isn't supposed to make his daughter worry like this...' He tried his best to hide his guilt with the usual bravado, "Oh Charlie, don't worry so much! I'm the KING of HELL! I don't have hard times! Haha--" Charlie wasn't having it, though. She crossed her arms, shooting him a serious look. Lucifer sighed, accepting defeat. He pulled the brim of his tophat over his face in shame, "I'm sorry..."

Charlie didn't fully understand how her dad's mind worked, but ever since their heart-to-heart before the Heaven meeting, she had a general idea of his inner struggles. She didn't know what to say at the moment, so... she put a hand on his shoulder, and smiled consolingly. Lucifer still felt awful, but he calmed down a bit... it didn't seem like Charlie was going to judge him harshly for this. The two came to a silent truce... and continued on to the matter at hand. Packing.

They proceeded to dig through the rubber ducky piles for Lucifer's belongings... "I know you like ducks, but..." Charlie finally spoke up as she fished out a sun hat, "Isn't this... a bit much...?" "Huh? Oh. Yeah, I just... It started because... Well, I wanted to make the perfect wittle ducky." Lucifer explained, taking the hat and putting it in a suitcase, "Something that would make you smile... something as special to you..." He smiled warmly at her, "...As you are to me." Charlie was genuinely touched, "Aww... dad..." For so long she had assumed he didn't care about her, but more and more she was realizing just how much he did.

Lucifer took the mood back down as he looked at the floor, dejected, "...but none of them were ever good enough." He squeaked one of the duckies anxiously, "I kept iterating, but no matter what I tried-- I..." He bit his lip, unable to admit those last words as he smacked the duck into the floor, "...anyway, eventually it just became a nervous habit." Charlie frowned, "Dad..." The two averted their gazes from each other, continuing to pick through the ducky hordes...

Then... Charlie saw something that made her smile. Along with the pair of shoes she was looking for, Charlie picks up one of the ducks. "Hey Dad..." "Yeah?" "You don't have to worry about making any more ducks for me." "Huh?" "You already made a perfect one." Lucifer was completely taken aback, tripping over a duck pile as he turned to face her, "I have? How? Where??!"

Charlie walked over to her father, took his hands... and deposited in them the rubber ducky. Oh. Lucifer remembers this one. The white color, the multiple wings, the little apple tophat... this particular rubber ducky had been crafted in his own image. It wasn't magical, it didn't spit fire, but... Charlie grinned at him so sweetly it made his heart melt, "This one is my favorite."

Lucifer's eyes welled up. Ever since Lilith left, he had been afraid. Afraid that he was a killjoy who would never recover from his fall. Afraid that he ruined everything he touched... including Charlie's life. Lucifer was an angel of creation, a powerful King of Hell-- he could and would give Charlie anything she ever wanted. But the only thing she wanted was the one thing he was afraid to give her... her dad.

Holding his rubber ducky doppelgänger close to his chest, Lucifer smiled... Charlie gasped in awe as, with a dramatic TAP of his cane, Lucifer sent out a wave of sorcerous magic-! All the remaining rubber ducks began to glow... before EXPLODING into a beautiful swirl of sparkling golden dust!! It was like a gorgeous fireworks display, giving the whole house a warm shimmer. It dissipated... leaving the house sparse and duck-less.

After getting over the spectacle, Charlie took a sharp breath-- "But Dad, all your work...!" Lucifer reassured her, "It's all right, Charlie..." He opened his hands... and returned to her his self-portrait ducky. Putting a hand on her shoulder, he smiled, "I don't need them, anymore."

From that point on, Charlie kept this little ducky of her father on her bedside table. And in Lucifer's room of the new-and-improved Hazbin Hotel-- he proudly displayed a rubber ducky replica of his beloved Charlie.

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Carmilla: I will not invite destruction into my house, on my people. Vaggie: You think we asked for this? All Charlie has ever done is try to make things better to help her people who, news flash, include your people too! Carmilla: And how exactly has that worked out for her? Vaggie: We didn't pick this fight, but it's here now. And they aren't going to stop with us... With us out of the way, it's only a matter of time before they come for the rest of you! They won't stop until all of hell is wiped out, so you can help us make a stand here together, or you can stand alone tomorrow. And what do you think your chances will be then?!

I'd LOVE to see a queer analysis of this scene... heck, maybe even of the Hazbin Hotel series in-general. This particular Vaggie quote just HITS. Reminds me of that famous German poem.

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Now that he's presumably joined the main cast, imagine Lucifer treating all the hotel guests with a trip to Lu Lu World.

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Show of hands, who else gets triggered by

"The only reason you did (thing) is because I told you to."

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I feel like Poison is just lyrically/musically less well-crafted than Addict was

But I don't know enough about music theory or pop lyricism to explain why

If music side of Tumblr could explain, that would be great

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It's always a little sad when a fic you like stops updating but more than anything I get sad at the idea that the writer just doesn't enjoy fanfic anymore or just dropped off the face of the planet so I always go check and see if they have any recent fics or bookmarks. The idea that they're enjoying ANY media even if it wasn't the one I knew them for makes me feel a lot better.

The funniest ones are like huh they haven't updated in a few years I hope they're doing okay- oh I see they've recently written 10k in starwars smut thats good for them, I'm glad they're living their best life and continue to engage in media that interest them 😭❤