Dec 1, 2025
I completely headcanon Lucifer wraps his wings around himself for comfort
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I completely headcanon Lucifer wraps his wings around himself for comfort
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Hello! This is CB, the mod here. This year has been a whirlwind of moments, from memes, art, one-shots and of course, long ass RP Threads that probably remind the old heads of “Do you like the color of the sky?” As someone who regularly writes 50k of 100-200k projected fics and then yeets them into the WIP bin to never be seen again, I am just as shocked as anyone else that I made it this long with this account.
I want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to all the Lutuals for welcoming me with open arms. I don’t think I’ve ever been a part of a community with this much raw passion and love for what they do. Maybe it’s the teacher brain in my head, but I have loved watching each and every one of you grow in all of your talents and I’m so grateful for the opportunity to grow with you.
A special thanks to @joy-eris-joy and @able-juice for building this universe for me to play around in and for bringing together such an incredible and talented crew of people. It truly wouldn’t be half of what it is today without y’all.
I’d be remiss if I didn’t also thank the person who dragged me in with a hand tangled in the brainworms. @texanredrose, Thanks for carrying me through angst plots, romance and shenanigans. Most of all, thanks for not killing Ass. Because I really, really like Ass.
Without further ado, enjoy the art dump. Happy one year!
((Heads up, theres some NSFW in there. Nothing explicit, but NSFW all the same))
*Emily made rounds through the throngs of winners, giving hugs, high fives, warm hand shakes. She even got her arm painted, a pretty little red and orange lily along her elbow that made her gasp. The little flame in her mind was dancing in delight. It wasn’t long until she saw her next move. Sera was talking with a small group of winners about the history of heaven, (one of her favorite topics) and Ass was standing by, guarding her*
*She marched right up, careful to avoid being seen by Sera. A painful grin was plastered on her face* “Hello! My name is Emily but you can call me Em, Emmy, my sweet seraph, E- whatever makes you feel most fits… well whatever you want really! I’m flexible!” *The laugh that bubbled from her throat almost sounded more like a sob*
(( @ask-emily-em-emmy @ask-sera ))
Shamira scans the crowd. People move. Most remain a respectable distance.
One approaches.
Shamira immediately shifts her sword- the only warning she gives. None may approach without authorization.
This one doesn't have a bible, though, so there is no precedent. She has not seen this sweet seraph before. She hasn't...
Shamira serves the Will of Heaven and will protect its magnificent Light.
Her wings spread as her eyes narrow at the seraph.
Shamira serves the Will of Heaven and will protect its magnificent Light.
You are approached by a tiny tot turned mikey who stares at you, handing you his plush swan
@heavenly--knight
*She looked down at him and smiles warmly,* “aww! Hello, little buddy.”*She notices him handing her a plush swan and she gently takes it from his hand.* “Thank you, it’s adorable.”
*A young Emily, barely four feet tall, comes running down the hall. It’s early, the sun hasn’t even begun to rise, but this is her day off and Sera had promised that she would have time to spend with Emily*
*Little feet come pattering down against the marble floors of the palace before Emily jumps and turns, landing right in front of the tall ornate doors to Sera’s room*
*Practically buzzing with excitement, her fist pounds against the door* “Sera!!! It’s morning time!!! You have to wake up so we can get the day started!!!”
(( @ask-emily-em-emmy ))
[Sera walked out of her chambers in her nightgown, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Today she could finally let herself take a day off, so she promised Emily to spend this day with her. Though Sera didn't expect that this day would start so early.]
[She looked at the little seraph and smiled at her.]
Good morning, Emily, I see you're already so excited. I need to change clothes first. Come inside, you can wait for me there.
[She stepped aside to let Emily into her chambers. The lights haven't even been turned on yet, so it's still dark there.]
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*Emily looks around the apartment, completely empty of all of her and her family’s belongings. It’s… strange. Standing here now knowing she’ll never live here again but knowing theres so many memories engrained in each room. It used to be her temple, and now the only things here belonged to Ava and her rats. She sighed but knew this was the right decision for baby Iris, and really, for Ass and Shamira too.*
*There were a few things she was leaving behind. The dining table, a few shelves, her desk and her coffee maker. The smoke detector still hung from the ceiling and there was a baby gate trapping Ava’s things into the corner, but that could be released now that Iris wasn’t going to be here.*
*She hopped up onto a barstool and lost herself to the memories as she waited for Ava to get back from his daily adventure.*
(( @ask-emily-em-emmy ))
Ava walked through the door after slamming it open. His five rats scurry behind him, carrying the spoils of their find.
Ayo I’m back! ¿Qué tal E? -🚬
Q: what is black and white and red all over?
A: the Phantom covered in red ink.
Okay this one made me chuckle
*A portal opens up to her office and Emily steps through, back from a day of bringing Joy to the masses. Despite how much she accomplished today, she still found fifteen minutes to run into a few shops and pick up a couple gifts. She grinned ear to ear as she held them under her arms*
*For Shamira, a box that wouldn’t open until all of the puzzles were solved and a handmade jigsaw. Some of the pieces were shaped like animals and it had no picture reference. She looked forward to seeing the completed picture when it was done*
*For Ass, a remote control car with a track that you could rearrange that came very highly recommended by the young winner who had held up the little red car to her. She also had purchased a butterfly comb for her. Similar to a balisong, but without the knife, since, heaven*
*She quickly and quietly wrapped the gifts, trying not to alert the two angels in the other room. When they were ready, she opened the door to her office*
Shamira locks her arms out, gaze snapping to the office door the moment the portal opens. “Emily’s back.”
A: “She’ll be out in a minute. If it takes more than ten minutes, we’ll go check on her, now keep going.” *they continue their push-ups in tandem* “Kinda weird you can sense holy energy like that.”
“You can sense me like that.”
A: “Which we’ve also agreed is kinda weird.”
“I wonder why we’ve developed new abilities…”
A: “Well, having you shoved in my body kinda changed me from being an Exorcist angel. Likewise, you’re a whole new type of angel. Heaven’s all about rules but your creation broke a few. I think now we’re kinda in uncharted territory.”
They reach the end of their set and sit across from each other, stretching out their arms. “This is just for maintenance, correct? Not pushing ourselves?”
A: “Nah, a thousand push-ups is just a way to pass time.”
Shamira nods, then looks over as the door opens and Emily steps through. “Welcome home, Princess.”
A: “How was your day, Emmy? Looks like less construction work involved.” *she’s teasing, of course, as she hops to her feet and helps Shamira up, both of them dressed in their workout clothes* “And why do you look like the cat that ate the canary?”