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winxixia · 17 days
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Sketch of Luceus from Dragon Quest Heroes for a fic illustration cover
What is he thinking about?
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smallgraygames · 1 year
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I started playing Dragon Quest Heroes, but I had to start over after a few hours because I chose this dude Luceus as the main hero and it turns out I hate him with my life. He is a hell to me.
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redemptioninchaos · 3 months
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"Alright, ma'am. I've done as you've asked."
"You planted the explosive?... Good. Get back here."
"Yes, ma'am."
Colette would only notice the casually-dressed man with his headphones after she had gotten into her car - but it would be undeniable he had something to do with the explosion that took place a few seconds later. The parking lot where her car was was empty, Colette and her car aside. At least for now.
When Luceus flew towards her and her car, the last thing he expected was an explosion to happen. He did not freak out to hell and back; something told him Colette would manage to get out of this alive. But her car... He liked it a lot, and he knew she did, too. Oh she would be so pissed. And whoever the guy with the headphones was that he had seen leaving, he was knee-deep in trouble now. Luceus had overheard the stranger's conversation; this ma'am the man had talked to (he was far away but Luceus could hear him just fine) was probably his boss. Someone wanted to do Colette dirty. But who? Luceus frowned, thinking. No fucking way, ugh. Didn't we kill that weird fish guy? From back then, his opinion of Fíann had improved. But the same could not be said about Merrick...
Colette's BMW M850 prioritized speed, style, and luxury above everything else. It required more meticulous maintenance than what Colette actually gave it, but ever since she imported it from Philly, it hadn't had any issues.
Luceus and his brothers could fly. Heck, even Aurora could fly. Colette, despite having ties to an ancient wyvern spirit, couldn't fly, but her car was fast enough that it didn't matter.
Having been lulled into a false sense of security, Colette forgot to place any defensive runes on her car the one time, and it was the one time that led to disastrous results.
The car jumped up with the explosion, the sound enough to blow out car and building windows nearby and setting off car alarms. The doors blew clean off, four hunks of metal clanging onto the asphalt unceremoniously.
Shockingly, she step out of the car and the flames, only a few scorch marks on her clothes. She was otherwise fine, no signs of injury throughout her body; even her hair was unscathed. Her shoulders tensed up as she breathed heavily, her eyes glowing orange.
She could sense Luceus flying towards her, and she let out a bloodcurdling, two-toned scream, her own voice mixed with that of a primal chaos goddess as she turned towards him.
"WHO DID THIS?!"
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balkanmermaid · 2 months
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haven't drawn Luceus in a while so I decided to draw a possessed!Luceus for once. when a fight has to happen and Lucifer takes full control of him, he's even less human-looking, fangs and claws and horns and all that.
usually, an ordinary possession looks like so.
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fantasycorrupted · 10 months
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“Who are you? And how the hell did you get here?”
The dark alley, the falling evening, the cold, the dirt. It all makes for a grim atmosphere - and Luceus’s words do not brighten it, either. The teenager knows that he ought to be careful, that he shouldn’t be speaking to anyone lest they return him to the underground laboratory he has clawed himself out of.
But what he doesn’t know yet, something he is about to realise very, very soon, is that he is being stared at this way because he’s possessed. Not because he’s a mess of glaring blue eyes, balled fists and punches ready to be sent flying, no - although that is an entirely different mess of its own.
No, the reason he is being stared at this way is because he has been possessed, and without his knowledge, too. The demon lurking inside him, using his body as a vessel, as a home, as a means to exist, has taken over, lighting his eyes a bright, cold, evil yellow, making his skin glow in gold, his wings resembling those of a dragon, also gold, spread behind his back.
“Are you here to try and drag me back, huh? Are you? Answer me. Now!”
If Luceus succeeds to wrestle his control over his body soon, he will have a chance to apologize and explain his bizarre situation... and his even more bizarre life of both a caring brother, a grieving son, and a curious young man. But will they listen?
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st4rch1ld404 · 2 years
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more gay stuff of our dnd charas xdd
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rottenfantasy · 1 year
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tag dump 6/6
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desirecorrupted · 6 months
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"You can't know what people would react like at the sight of some weather, or a harness. But here's a few more fun ideas before the writer drops asleep..." Hella got to fixing her harness as she spoke, looking at herself in the mirror. It wasn't the only thing she was wearing just yet - she had a dress on that reminded of a very dark iris, its purple almost black - yet surely imagining her wearing nothing but the leather strips over her body was likely at least a little hot.
"A bed, restraints, my favorite whips, a soft feather for tickles, hot wax, and me in my heels... and you're at my mercy." She smirked at the thought. "Of course, either wax or whips. I'd get greedy thinking about both but we don't want to overwork that skin, do we?"
"Oh, and the cherry on top... me whispering about everything I want to do to you, quietly, almost like a cat curled up on your shoulder purring. Except, it's all teasing. All you get is light touches and kisses and, when you least expect it, a good bite and some whip-work."
"See, the writer has gotten a bit rusty with erotica, but I know what I like. I like making hot boys and cute girls scream my name. And I know how to do it." She smirked, twirling the pink whip in her hand.
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genericsparklefurry · 2 months
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gift for @lunarsanctuary of his TTRPG char. Luceus you will forever be famous
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general-kalani · 5 months
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{ @fantasycorrupted sent in; “Enemies can’t break your spirit, only friends can.” (Luceus)
Prompt from here! }
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"And yet friends is something I find very limited on, so enemies can break my spirit very well at the moment... You must be a brother of that man Joseph was talking about. I am John, a brother of Joseph's. Wonderful meeting your acquaintance on this fine day, hm?"
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melody-of-forest · 1 year
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Luceus flame
Noble fluffy dragon shows his power Commissiom for Zeezoram :3
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impossible-possible · 10 months
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𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇���� 𝐌𝐔𝐍!
★  NAME:  Ani ★  PRONOUNS:  She / Her. ★ BEST EXPERIENCE: Erm, I have none specific - I enjoy all my interactions, here and on my OC blog and on Loki & co. <3 ★ PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: Tumblr IMs. But also Discord. ★ MOST ACTIVE MUSE: Loki / Luceus (OC) / Fíann (OC) / Shego ★ RP PET PEEVES: tiny icons, tiny text with too much space between, like this (seriously why is this a thing) ★ PLOTS OR MEMES: I write in my free time and I’m kinda used to some plotting. But memes help a lot too. So, both. ★ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: Like these two? Nah. Shego is way cooler than me, and if Kim ever met me I would probably just be another boring adult to her. I like to think I’m a good person like her though.
★  TAGGED BY: @hellsmayflower
★  TAGGING: YOU!
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bombmate · 10 months
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🎯: to play fair games with my muse! (for Luceus?)
Theme Park / Fair Memes:
Jamison had lost count of the times he'd hit every target shooting game. He gave a smirk to Luceus. That smile that was literally laughing at the other's face. The punk was incredibly good with aim. He always trained when he was younger. Played with bombs and guns in his homeland. People close to him thought he was going to join the army or be a policeman. Which Jamie repudiates with all his soul. In the end he became a musician which had nothing to do with his ability. But at these times it was a great opportunity to show off.
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"I told ya... You'll never beat me fireman. But hey don't worry, I'll give you all the stuffed animals I got. And you buy me some cotton candy? Or hot dogs too. Feed me man~ "
The blonde ruffled his friend's hair and chuckles. It had been a while since he had had fun at an amusement park. He looked like a silly child when he decided to invite Luceus to spend time together.
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redemptioninchaos · 1 year
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“Hey, Colette... What if I wanted you for Christmas?” Luceus hands her a mug with a sunflower painted on it, as well as a floral perfume that has a hint of woodsmoke and sweetness. But aside from the sweet smile on his face and the tenderness in the kiss he gives her, there’s something playful lurking in his eyes. He gives her a wink.
She sniffed the perfume, smiling. "Reminds me of a campfire. You really put some thought into this," she said before returning the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, the same look in his eyes replicated in hers. "Oh? Whatever could that mean?" she asked coyly.
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balkanmermaid · 6 months
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a demon falls twice; once, in the face of good and once, in love
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fantasycorrupted · 11 months
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“...Yeah, it is 3 am.” How the other was awake at this hour - and wide awake, too - Luceus could not grasp. Then again, he was also awake. The end of a particularly long shift. “I made pancakes. On the left are crepes, on the right are... American pancakes. And there’s berries and jam.”
As he sat down on his porch, he picked up one and ate it, bit by bit, savoring the taste. “I mean, judge me all you like. Shouldn’t be out here at this time. But whatever. Can’t sleep, it’s too soon.” The judge part could also be because the pancakes were a tad too greasy.
Still, they smelled good. And, for once, Luceus was more than glad to simply sink into silence. But if the night visitor was down to a chat, he would try his best to respond.
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