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Dear Baby, Chapter 4

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A/N: i just turned 22, the big, two-two. Man, it's crazy to think, i used to be the youngest one when i was off running around and joining discord servers. god- Word Count: 1500+

“Miss (y/n) is there a baby in here?” the little princess asks as she gently rubs your tummy making you giggle at the fluttering feeling.

“Yes, there is, my sweet princess. And any day now I’ll be expecting my first child,” you reply swiping her hair behind her ear.

It had been several weeks since Charlie’s first visit and Lucifer arranged for her to come visit during Saturdays consistently, which Lilith who I heard begrudgingly approved of. So, days pass idly where Lucifer and I would go on with our daily lives of dining together, working together and relaxing when we could together, considering my health and growth of my little one. I refrained from going to hospitals or meeting with doctors to lessen the risk of news getting out about Lucifer hiding a Goetia in his castle. That would be an absolute nightmare. So, he helped me pick up some parenting books he already had and bought me a few inconspicuously to aid me. Which have arrived while I entertained his precious daughter while he received them.

Charlie lets out an awe with stars in her eyes as she continues petting my belly and adds, “Do you think it’ll be a boy or a girl? I think it’ll be a boy!”

“I don’t mind either. But it’ll be a while before we get to meet them. When they come out of me, they’ll still be in an egg!” you explain to her making her tilt her head in confusion.

“An egg? Do all babies come from eggs?” she asks with furrowed brows confused.

“Do you remember who the Ars Goetia are?” you ask her which she shakes her head to, “I’m part of the Ars Goetia and it’s our job to go to Earth as representatives of his majesty and report to him about what happens on Earth. We Goetia’s take the features of birds. To signify our status as messengers for his majesty.”

She carefully thinks about what you said and her eyes light up, “So, you’re a bird?! Can you show me your real form please?”

You gave her a laugh and nod, “Alright, alright.”

You closed your eyes as you allowed your magic to transform you back to your usual form. As you open back your eyes, you see Charlie looking at you with stars in her eyes.

“Wow! You’re so cool! You look very beautiful, Miss (y/n)!” she gushes with a high tone making you smile at her compliments.

“Thank you, princess. However, I think you’re far more beautiful than I,” you say as you pinched her cheek making her giggle at your touch.

“So, that’s why you’re gonna lay an egg! I see,” she says as she understood the reason behind it, “May I touch your hair?”

You dipped your head and allowed her to caress your feathers, “Yes, you may, my dear princess.”

She touches you feathers in fascination. Your hair was smooth, silky, and ticklish to touch that it entertained her ‘til you heard a knock on the door. Your feathers puffed up from the scare and transformed back to your human form and winked at Charlie with a finger to your lips telling her to keep it a secret, which she mimics cutely.

“Charlie? There you are!” Lucifer calls her relieved, “Come, your mom is here to pick you up.”

She hops off your lap and reaches for you hand to hold trying to help you when you stood up. The three of you walked out of the room together hand in hand with Charlie in the middle.

“What were you doing with (y/n)?” Lucifer asks playfully seeing how giddy his daughter was after talking to you alone.

She looks at you briefly before settling back to her father, “It’s a secret!”

When you arrive at the waiting room, you see Lilith with her arms crossed waiting for your arrival. Eyes still hidden behind her shades making you feel intimidated as you realized you were still holding hands with their daughter with her husband. You gently pull away your hand, which thankfully, Charlie didn’t mind as she kisses her father’s cheek goodbye.

She then walks back to you and pulls you down to her height and also kisses your cheek making you look surprised.

“See you next week, Dad! Miss (y/n)!” she waves as she walks out with her mother.

You and Lucifer wave back with a satisfied smile. However, you check on Lilith who pulls down her shades ever so slightly and see her scrutinizing glare. You hiccupped at the intimidation and pull down your hand in shame.

“Are you okay?” Lucifer asks you worriedly, seeing your change in behavior when the door closes.

“Yes, of course,” you try to assure him which only earns you a doubtful look making you fess, “It just seems like you wife doesn’t like me.”

“Oh, I’m sorry that happened. She just might be venting her anger at you. I’m sorry,” he sighs.

“It’s fine. Nothing I can’t handle,” you reply with a confident smile.

“No, you shouldn’t be treated like this. It’s unfair to pull you into our fight,” he grumbles as he sits on the couch holding his head.

You fall silent, not finding the words to reply to him. You didn’t have to as he takes your free hand and gently tugs you to his side.

“I should tell you why we split up,” he says before clearing his throat.

You look at him in surprise, sitting next to him. Then patiently waiting for him explain his situation.

“We got into a massive fight after a few centuries coming into hell. I was cooped up in my room, feeling miserable about myself for disobeying God and ending up here. I just couldn’t find a good way to cope with that loss, you know? As much as people portray that I have no regrets and I’ve turned my back against Heaven. They couldn’t be more wrong about that assumption. I love Heaven, but I betrayed their trust in me. And that is something I have to deal about myself every day.

“So, after gathering my bearings so a moment, I realized what Lilith was doing while I cowered away. I learnt that she was gathering power from all those who’ve fallen here. This alerted me and the angels. I confronted her about it and asked her to stop. I just didn’t want another problem to arise, more so now that we’ve fallen here. We had nowhere to turn to if we started something with Heaven. But… she shook me off and told me I was a coward, and asked where that bold man she met in that garden then left me, taking our daughter with her,” he confesses with his head tilted down in shame, making me cover his forearm to comfort him.

“So, she wanted to rebel against Heaven for forsaking her?” you ask cautiously.

Lucifer lets out another sigh and replies, “It would appear so. I wouldn’t blame her. Aside for not standing beside her for the same reason, I think she also hates me for her dragging into this mess.”

He covers his face with his hand. Guilt, shame and frustration filling his entirety. You looked at him worriedly as he fell into another pit of self-loathing.

“I’m sure no one would have foretold this to happen,” you say softly taking the hand that covered his face and held both his hands together, “But, if you think about it. Charlie being here with you, isn’t that the best thing that could have come out of this situation?”

He looks at you with teary eyes in realization and smiles as he nods, agreeing with me. You return it before wiping his eyes. He gives you a laugh feeling your touch ticklish and takes them back in his hands.

“Until now, her anger hadn’t blown off. The only reason she’s allowed me to see Charlie was because of our love for her, and thanks to you, for giving me courage to see her again. If it weren’t for you, I’d imagine my relationship with her would be strained,” he says gratefully squeezing my hands and giving me a warm smile.

You flush red at the look he’s giving you. Feeling fluttery inside, unclear if it were the butterflies or the little one inside you, but nonetheless, it was a pleasant feeling.

“You’re welcome, your majesty,” you reply with a smile of your own, cheeks red making him think of how lovely you looked right now.

“Call me Lucifer, please,” he requested from you as his red flush gone unnoticeable with his red cheeks.

“Lucifer,” you call him, making him sigh dreamily from how intimately you called him.

‘Uh, oh,’ he thought. There it was. That sticky feeling in his heart as he thought of you.

It was no brainer for Lucifer to deduce what he was feeling right now. He’s fallen for you. Your warmth, kindness, beauty, and much more he could list down in more than 6000 words. You were very special to him. And he hoped he was as special to you as you are for him.

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harleehazbinfics · 4 days

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Kiss me in the Morning

a Lucifer x reader (fluff) fanfiction

"(Y/n)~"

You grunt and nuzzled your head deeper into your husband's chest, trying to block out his calls.

"You have to wake up, love," he chuckles breathlessly against your ears then giving your hair a peck.

"Noooo~," you whined with sleep in your voice as you cuddled with him. Not happy with being pulled from your sleep, "Let's go back to sleep, Luci."

He chuckles at your cuteness and pecks your nose which you scrunch. Which only makes him pepper your face with more kisses.

You giggle and press your palm against his lips to stop his kisses on your skin, "Luci, that tickles!"

He obliges then takes your hand and presses it against his chest. He then rolls on top of you, his bare body pressing against yours.

He dips his head, nuzzling your noses together. While your hands rest on his cheeks in delight at the affection Lucifer showered you in.

"I love you so much, (y/n)," he whispers so sincerely it made your heart melt.

You give him a smile and encircle your arms around his neck, giving him a hug.

"I love you too, Luci," you reply, your cheek brushing against his fluffy golden locks.

Both of you cherish the warm and wholesome atmosphere for a long while. Before Lucifer heard you snore once again, making him sigh affectionately.

"A few hours in bed wouldn't hurt," he says under his breath while he looked at you adoringly while you slept so soundly below him.

So with a change in your positions. Now, you are on top of his chest. Clearly enjoying being just in his embrace. That and it felt lighter without his head on your boob.

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harleehazbinfics · 12 days

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I HAVE A REQUESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT IF REQUESTS ARE OPEN AND IF NOT YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO IT

SO LET'S SAY CC CANNIBAL CHIEF READER IS FIGHTING SOME DEMON AND ENDS UP GETTING HER CLOTHES BURNED OFF (SHE NOT NAKED TRUST) WILL SIR ALASTOR HELP HER OR IDK

Just a little burn

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You were with Alastor on your usual stroll to the city. Of course, it isn't hell unless there wasn't a turf war. So, you being you, you ended up joining in the fight that eventually led to you being jumped by all of the other demons. You were winning, of course, however, a pyromaniac unfortunately got your clothes on fire.

You gasp and yell out a cry as you lunged at him, dismembering his head from his body as did the others as they dropped to the floor like flies.

You came back to Alastor multiple heads in hand and red faced with tears. You look disheveled. Hair in a mess, your clothes in singes and drenched body drenched in blood.

"Sir Alastoooooor!" you whined bawling your eyes out.

He looks at you startled seeing your current state. He snaps his fingers, that then changes your clothes into new ones and got a towel for your face. His shadow discards the severed heads from your hands and comfortingly pets your head.

"All cleaned up now. Do you feel better?" he asks wiping your blood covered cheek with the tower giving you his charming grin.

You flush red, stopping from crying and nod your head at him.

He then bumps your heads together and says, "Good."

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harleehazbinfics · 12 days

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Finally got back from my trip! So much happened, thankfully I'm back home safe and sound ✨

#harleehazbinfic rant #harleehazbinfic updates

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harleehazbinfics · 15 days

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Dear Baby, Chapter 3

Dear Baby, m.list | Author's Profile

A/N: imsosorry i forgot, i was so busy getting all my stuff together for my trip and I didn't bring my laptop. :') a few more days to go and hopefully by then I'll be back ᕦ⁠ʕ⁠ ⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠ʔ⁠ᕤ

Word Count: 1.4k

“You ready?” you ask the man beside you who was fidgeting.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” he breathes out then flinching when he hears the doors push open.

You gave him one last encouraging nod before you took a step back behind him and bowed your head. Peeking through your lashes, you saw a tall, beautiful woman with great demon horns, golden locks and eyes covered behind tinted shades. Beside her was little blonde toddler, she had all of Lucifer’s features. From his red cheeks and pale skin to his blonde hair and even the lighter streak in their hair. Simply put, she was very lovely.

“Lilith, hi,” he chokes out from holding his breath too long while gazing at his wife.

Instead of replying to him, she turns and looks down at their daughter and says, “Charlie, be a good girl and stay with your father today, ok? I’ll pick you up at 6pm.”

Charlie obediently nods and watches her mother leave the palace, leaving the 3 of you behind. You looked at Lucifer who had his eyes on his daughter who hesitantly approached him and tugged at his pants.

“Hi, sweetheart. I’m sorry, daddy hasn’t seen you in a while,” he apologizes kneeling in front of her.

She looks down refusing to look at him and hugged the stuffed toys her father gifted to her. “Why didn’t you come see me, daddy?”

His heartbreaks at the downcast look on her face and explains carefully to her, “Mommy and I aren’t really friends right now. So, I was scared to ask to see you, apple pie but I missed you so much. Daddy thought of you every night. I thought about how taller you grew, what food you ate today. Daddy’s very sorry, baby.”

Tears filled the little girl’s eyes and rushed to hug her father, “It’s okay, daddy. I’m not mad. Please don’t cry.”

Without realizing it, Lucifer had tears falling out of his eyes he explained to his daughter. She grew so much without him. She even comforted a grown man like him. Being so pathetic in front of her daughter and his new friend.

He clutched his daughter closer to his chest wept with her. He refusing to pull back until she did.

Without them noticing, you had left the room and took out a few snacks Lucifer prepared for them earlier in the morning and came back to the room to wait for them by the door. After they wiped each other’s tears now with a smile tugged on their lips. Lucifer carried Charlie in his arms and walked towards me.

“Charlie, meet my friend (y/n),” he introduces she then gives you a small wave which you returned with a smile, “She’s been helping me with work.”

“It’s nice to meet you, princess. I’ve heard much about you from your father. You truly are the apple of his eye,” you greet dipping your head towards her, while you tried to put in a good word for him, which earned you a flustered look from her as she dug deeper into her father’s embrace.

You then giggle at her bashfulness and faced Lucifer and said, “I’ve prepared the snacks in the sitting room. If you would please.”

He nods his head and walks together with you. Every once in a while, you’d see the little princess’ head would peek at you and stare. You would meet her gaze and give her a warm smile to let her be more comfortable around you.

“She’s really pretty, daddy,” she ‘whispers’ to her dad making him smile and let out a low chuckle.

“She is, isn’t she?” he confirms making you blush red.

You faked a cough trying to hide your embarrassment and retort, “I’d appreciate it if you could refrain from teasing me, your majesty.”

The father-daughter giggled at your bashful reply. Lucifer places her in a chair with cushions on them and pushes her close to the table to make her reach it. Seeing you taking the teapot, Lucifer stops you and takes it in his hands.

“I’ll do it. Why don’t you join Charlie and sit together?” he suggests gently pushing you forward.

“Are you sure?” you ask.

“Definitely. Now go,” he shoos you towards the table which you could only retort with a sigh, “What do you want, honey? We have tea or orange juice.”

“Orange juice please!”

After he pours himself and your tea and gave his daughter her orange juice before sitting beside her.

“So, what do you want to do today, princess?” he asks placing a plate of muffins in front of her.

“I don’t know. I’m just happy to see daddy again,” she beams at him.

The angel clutches his heart at her cuteness and hugs her. “Me too! I’m happy to see Charlie too!” he exclaims kissing her cheek.

You smile at their interaction and suggest, “It’s a fine day today. How about we go to the garden? If I remember correctly, I think I saw a swing on a tree there.”

Both of their eyes lit up and nodded enthusiastically at my suggestion. The two talked for a long time while we ate before we went to the garden. Charlie ran ahead of us, excitedly bounding towards the tall apple tree in the center of the Garden.

The air was fresh and filled with the scent of flowers, the temperature was just right and perfect for a day outside. This was the first time you ever stepped foot back in this garden after your ‘lovely’ encounter with his highness. You smile, remembering it like a fleeting dream. It happened so quick and lots of things happened in between.

You were welcomed here in his castle, indulged yourself in his cooking, and helped him with his work. It was so different from a life you once lived just a few months ago. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You sat on the soft grass as you laid your eyes upon the father and daughter who played around the swing. Pleasant giggles and laughter filled the air making you feel so calm. Was this the moment you’ve been dreamed about for a long time? The moment of peace that washes over you as you are surrounded by the people you loved. Or the family that you could only dream of having?

You watch as Lucifer push Charlie on the swing while she giggled and called her father to push higher. You heart beats quickly as you watch the fatherly smile on his face. The way he stared at Charlie with such doting eyes had you in a hold.

He then unexpectedly raises his eyes to look at you, with your red face, and gives you a smile before asking if you were okay. You nod your head and tell him not to worry about you.

You turn your head around, discreetly hiding your flustered face with worry as it dawns on you.

‘You can’t possibly fall for him!’ you scream in your head panic filling your system at the realization, ‘He’s a married man, and your benefactor and boss!”

‘But—’

You look back at them, guilt washing down your face. Then remembering the stare he had towards his wife earlier and looked down at your bump in shame.

‘No, he will never look at me the same way.’

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harleehazbinfics · 20 days

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Can We? an au lucifer x reader oneshot

Author Profile a/n: SURPRISEEEEEE. i got 'we become we' -journey to jerusalem song on a loop since i found it and i knew i wasn't gonna get it out of my system unless i do something about it. so pls enjoy my ramblings lmfao word count: 1200+

"Your Majesty, please reconsider this! Our kingdom needs a Queen!"

Lucifer sighs at the aide's words, feeling irritated with the insistent suggestion of a Queen.

"I agree, your majesty. The people are quite worried for you. You need an heir, and you aren't getting any younger either," another aide jumps in.

Lucifer surrenders to them with hands in the air in exasperation and finally replies, "Fine."

The people in the room sigh in relief that they somehow got through to him. But hitch their breath when he adds on.

"However, I won't just choose anyone. Only the best candidate will stand by my side and be rightfully called the Queen," he glares.

"Good day, your majesty. My name is (full name), Princess of the Eastern Kingdom. I'm grateful for this opportunity," you smile amiably.

"Likewise," he responds quite honestly shocked from your tone.

You were the guest that was expected to arrive at the palace after receiving the invitation to be a Queen candidate. However, after word got around that you will be joining the fight for the title. All the ladies mutually agreed to resign. When he asked why, all the aide's replies were, "There is no other person worthy to be by your side other than the Princess."

Now, you stood in front of him. You were dressed beautifully, but not as extravagant as those ladies that came before him. You had a melodic tone in your voice that was pleasant to the ear. Your hands folded together gracefully. Everything about you was enchanting.

You tilt your head confused about his speechlessness. "Did I catch you in the wrong time?" you ask him.

His cheeks reddened, embarrassed that you left him dazed just from your introduction alone.

"No no," he excuses then coughs to get a grip on himself, "I apologize. I must have been tired from all the work this morning."

You give him an understanding smile and reply, "No apologies needed, your majesty. I feel honored to be here and see how hard you work. I'm sure this kingdom is grateful to have such a diligent King."

His blush intensifies from your non-stop flattery. He's heard many compliments in his life for his achievements. However, when you were the one saying those words. He can't help but believe it was all true with how genuine you sounded.

"Please, I'm quite embarrassed to hear such words from you, Princess. I've heard many tales of your acts of charity for your and other neighboring kingdoms. You've paved the way for others to follow in your example and gave a chance for the poor, homeless and orphaned," he redirected trying to calm his flaring cheeks.

He was pleasantly surprised at your reaction.

"P-Please! You've heard of that? Oh, I'm embarrassed! I hope only good thing reached your ears," you stumbled over your words when the attention turned back to you.

He laughs at you as you tried to hide behind your hair as you also flushed red. 'For someone, who gives out so many compliments. She can't even handle a couple of her own.'

'This wasn't such a bad idea,' he thought as he watched as you smile and continue talking to him.

"(Y/n), can I ask you something?" he says sitting at the edge of the bed where you sat beside while reading a book.

It had been several weeks since your marriage and it's been quite busy for the both of you as you adjusted to your married life. Lucifer finished paperwork for his projects and formal preparations for your ascension to your rights as the new Queen. Thankfully, it had finally calmed down and now you helped him with his work and even the inner management of the castle.

You have shared the room since the beginning, and you've already shared your first night as husband and wife together. Which was.. quite passionate to say the least. But, after both of you would wake up earlier or later than the other, too considerate to wake up the other from their well-earned rest. So, now that it has finally calmed down and Lucifer approached you. You couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Of course, anything," you reply putting away the book and taking his hand in yours.

He smiles and gains courage as he caresses your hand back and says, "Are you okay with this arrangement?"

You tilt your head unsure of the meaning, "About what?"

"This," he gestures to the both of you, "are you okay about our marriage?"

You huff out a laugh relieved, you thought it was a life or death situation, "Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

He shrugs and replies, "I don't know. I just thought you were having doubts about us."

You give him a meaningful look and stood up from your spot. You then tugged him to stand with you. You made him hold your waist and hand while you placed yours on his shoulder. You led him into a slow dance with a smile on your face.

"Remember, our dance together?" you asked.

"At the wedding?" he asks.

You shook your head and laughed, "We danced one together way before that. That night where we shared the stars together."

His eyes lit up, remembering that night.

"During that dance, I thought that being with you will be worthwhile. And if wherever this choice leads me. I won't regret being with you, Lucifer," you say with a deep look in your eyes.

His eyes soften as he gazed at you. You were nothing but wonderful to him, it was childish of him to assume you were having doubts. He should have trusted you and made you happy instead. You deserve nothing less than that.

"Can we become more Than half of a union we're chosen for?"

He sings as he pulls you closer to him.

"Where I am your best half And I am yours,"

You continue with a huge smile on your face as you followed his lead, gliding around the room.

"Stuck here forever And hopefully not ending in estrangement,"

You sang together faces inching towards each other with half lidded eyes.

"Can mine become yours Combining our dreams Without keeping score?"

You twirled around the room with him catching you. He opens the door and leads you out into the halls where you continued your dance.

"Always together, but never bored No choice in the matter but This will never work without each other,"

The both of you laugh like children as you chased each other down the halls.

"Can we become we? (Can we become we?) Start a new line on this family tree,"

He catches up to you and lifts you off the ground and kisses your cheek with a hearty chuckle from your deviousness.

"Two hearts connected by one beat, Your hand in mine and,"

You beam him a smile as you placed your hands on his chest feeling the rhythmic thumping of his heart from chasing you around.

"I could never choose to love another," Lucifer whispers as he pulls you into a kiss which you return with fervor.

After minutes of kissing one another, he places you down and hold your waist as places another kiss on your temple with a beaming smile. You return it and let him lead you back to your room.

"Maybe one day I can learn to love you, too," you whisper as you gave a passing gaze at the portrait of a blonde woman with her face covered with a large cloth.

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harleehazbinfics · 20 days

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Dear Baby, MC design

Hi, school's been kicking my ass a bit so that's why I've been gone lol.

But I'll share my design for the Dear Baby series (link in my pinned ueueue.) Isn't she such a pretty bird? 🫶

Dw, I already have the design ready for the baby. I need your opinion for baby's name, it's gonna be a boy 👀 and I'm this 🤏 close to calling him Lucas cuz it fits him well.

Thank you everyone for still being here! And a little while longer I will be back regularly (hopefully) soon!

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harleehazbinfics · 22 days

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I really love cannibal reader and Vox’s relationship, they hate each other in such a funny way and even while despising them he still warned them when Alastor was getting hit on XD

Is there any chance that Vox might start tolerating them a little more or that he might get a little infatuated ? Even if he still hates them would it one day become a possessive obsession or a one sided love-hate relationship ? Like will he maybe get jealous when the reader is arguing with someone else or when they give their attention to someone other than him or Alastor?

Or will the petty fights never end ? The both of them kinda remind me of cousins in a way X)

So, obv this is for cannibal chef and not the overlord so, the key difference in between the aus is that. In Overlord, they're actively trying to kill each other while in Cannibal Chef, I wanted them to have that kinda friendly/sibling rivalry. I do want them to get close in the future but i'm still unsure what kinda beef alastor has with the vees, and being his right hand and all they kinda have to know the backstory so they actually have a chance to be closer.

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hi guyyssss just a little announcement that I will be slowing down on updates for a couple weeks, cuz i have a lot of stuff to prepare for.

like legit from the 5th of april to the 19th i will be very busy with a lot of stuff and in the middle of that I will be also having my birthday so that's cool.

i will try to update on wednesdays (surely) and on other days when i have some free time and get a groove on it, esp if i find the asks interesting lmao.

and yeah, that's about it! thanks everyone for the time and i hope you all have a good april ahead of you. 💕

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Cannibal chef meets the Hazbin crew via Alastor, what happens?

Pleasure to meet you pt2 [Cannibal Chef!Reader Spin-off]

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A/N: including this one cuz I didnt properly answer the other I'm sorry oof

"So, uh, how did you two know each other?" Charlie starts.

On one side, Vaggie looks at you both with fear and hostility, while the other side, Angel and Niffty were scarfing down the food as if they haven't been fed for weeks.

"Oh, you know," you say and laugh, "I just plucked him off the street and tada~ he became my partner."

"So, a kidnapping?" she replies while letting out a laugh of discomfort.

"I mean, you're not wrong," you giggle before eating a piece of meat from your plate.

Husk in the corner falling into a pit of despair, "I don't know if I should be happy or be scared for my soul."

You tilt your head confused before speaking, "Ohh! So, Alastor owns your soul? Well, ain't that something! Alastor doesn't introduce me to souls he owns so, nice to meet you! Aren't you such a pretty kitty!"

"Hi. Unless you have a way to undo our deal you're welcome to pet me," he mutters with a dead expression on his face.

"Damn, you're really shooting your shot, huh?" Angel asks.

"I have no fucks left to give. I want my damn freedom," Husk mumbles back.

You gasp and look at Alastor expectantly. His gives you a jealous look before tugging at an invisible string that makes Husk stumble forward to your lap.

"Oh, fuck no," Husk deadpans trying to lift himself off and run away.

You gave him one head pat which he croons at momentarily before hiding behind the rest of the group with a hiss.

"Well, that wasn't very nice of you," you remarked crossing your arms.

"I'd love for no one other than me to hold your attention," he says, "besides, you already have that cat at home, madam."

"Oh, yeah!~ You're that cannibal chick my boss has been talking about non-stop. Thanks to you I've been given some time offs," Angel thanks as he gives you a smirk.

"Boss? Hmm, are you talking about the Vees?" You ask.

"If so, if you haven't heard. Vox and I~" you trail off with a dark smirk and a dangerous look in your eyes, "aren't what you call friends."

They fall silent desperately wanting to take a step back. They'd rather be called cowards than to face your wrath.

"But! What can you do?" You grin and shrug, shaking off their uneasy feelings abruptly, "Just one of those legendary rivalries to be written in the book, aye?"

"I agree!" Alastor replies giving you an adoring look.

'Right. They aren't fucking normal.'

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harleehazbinfics · 25 days

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No more boops? :(

#harleehazbinfic rant

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harleehazbinfics · 25 days

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If you see @harleydumdum boopin you that's me, hi :).

#harleehazbinfic rant

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harleehazbinfics · 26 days

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Cannibal Chef!Reader covered in blood and panting from excitement.

Alastor: Yeah, I'm in love.

Bonus:

CC!Reader: Sir Alastor~ *waves at him enthusiastically, slightly shaking off the blood off*

Alastor: Come now, my dear. As much as I love you all covered up in blood. You desperately need a bath. *carries them to the bathroom*

CC!Reader: Okay! *hugs Alastor's neck giggling*

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harleehazbinfics · 26 days

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HOW DO YALL BOOP SO FAST MY THUMB IS CRYING IM ON MY PHONE SOBBING

#harleehazbinfic rant

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Chapter 2: Dear Baby, kindness will take you a million miles.

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A/n: Chapter 2 yaaaay, i got fully immersed for this one hehehe Word Count: 1842

You wake up to your feather all sticking out in different directions and drool on the side of your beak. You stretched carefully with a loud yawn before closing your mouth in embarrassment from your unladylike behavior. You then try to straighten out your feathers and failing, making you huff. Your borrowed dress trains after you as you approached the vanity seeing your figure.

You were tall like most of the Goetia and was gifted features of an owl, you had tan feathers that almost look golden in the light. Your hair was the same, framing your body beautifully. You trace your talons across your cheek and sighed.

“If we’re starting a new life, we got to make the most of it now. Isn’t that right, darling?” you laugh drily petting your tummy and stood tall. Your magic envelops you as your slowly turned into a human form.

Your human form wasn’t starkly different from your normal form. Just your hair, hands and legs turning more human like. This way, no one would ever notice you were ever part of the Goetia immediately.

After taking a bath, changing to new clothes. You followed the smell of pancakes down the hall. There you see Lucifer cooking breakfast in the kitchen with a ‘kiss the cook’ apron. You held back a laugh as you approached the kitchen island listening to him a hum a lively tune.

“Good morning, your majesty,” you greet him with a smile.

“Good morning!” he replies cheerfully before noticing his pancake burning, “Uh oh!”

He hastily plates the remaining pancakes and serves you the pancakes that had no burnt spots. You blush at his gesture and thank him quietly while picking up your utensils carefully and carefully cut the fluffy pancakes.

“Do you have any plans today, your majesty?” you ask him cautiously.

He chews and think with a hum before answering, “I might do some paperwork today. I’ve been holding off work for a while. I’m sure they’re all piled up by now.”

At the sound of the word papers, you perked up and replied, “Can I help you with them? I’m quite familiar with organizing and cataloguing. I-if that’s too much to ask, you can ignore me. I apologize.”

He furrows his eyebrows at your dejected look and huffs with a smile. Being in a quite unfamiliar place must be stressful for you, having him help you might do you some good and familiarize yourself with the structure of the city and at the same time keep your mind off things. Besides, you were part of the Goetia, you were more or less acquainted with the working of earth and how they reported to him.

“Of course, I don’t see why not you can’t,” he answers with a grin, easing you of your worries.

Your bright smile douses his broken heart with a calm he hasn’t felt in a while.

After breakfast, he takes you to his office. He wasn’t lying when he said it had piled up. Several towers of paper lined up from his table about waist high. However, the air here was heavy and stuffy. Lucifer rushes for the blinds and pushes open the windows.

“Sorry. I haven’t been here for a while,” Lucifer excuses with an apologetic smile as he uses his magic to immediately clean the room and pick up any stray pieces of paper from the ground and onto the nearest stack.

“It’s fine, your majesty. I don’t mind,” you assure him as you approached the stack of paper closest to you, “Should I start from here?”

“If you could. Just tell me if you feel tired. I’d hate to push you to work,” he answers while fretting over you which you found heartwarming to be cared for by this man.

You gave him a nod in appreciation. With his permission, you carried a good stack of papers and placed them on the coffee table by the couch and began your work.

Most of them were reports on the death counts for yearly exterminations and other communication letters from Heaven which were, not so friendly, a few being specifically addressed from an ADAM with rock sign on it.

There were also a few reports coming in from the different layers of hell. Yearly report on income, crime rates, destroyed buildings and a few notes on some disputes between the rulers of each ring.

It wasn’t boggling when you received the financial statements from the Greed Ring. Several of these assets were probably laundered or just manipulated in their favor with how unproportional their expenses were to the rest of their accounts.

Your movements come to a stop when you saw a familiar handwriting. With a heavy heart, you read your father’s name under his report on Earth about life of humans from impoverished areas. It made you smile sadly at how this was what your father reported on. He truly did have a soft-hearted soul. It made you wonder how your family was, after leaving the castle you didn’t send them any letters on where you were. The thought squeezed you heart from the guilt and grief of being away from your family for such a long time.

As if sensing your plummeted mood, a little duckie appeared in your desk with a little quack. You touched it with your finger before picking it up and squeezing it. Earning yourself an energetic wenk. You giggle under your breath and look at Lucifer, who looked right back with a worried look. You responded with a confident smile before returning to your work.

Days and weeks pass the same after that. Until eventually all the remaining reports only amounted to a reasonable stack on his desk. The other files were already sent away for review and auditing.

With a big stretch, you relieve yourself from the strain of sitting for days on end. You felt relieved and satisfied after completing your work. And just after a good work is done, Lucifer came into the office bringing in a tray of tea and pastries.

Your eyes gleamed in delight at the sight. You were now an avid fan of Lucifer’s baking and cooking skills, it as if he were gifted the hands of a culinary god. You took a bite of a scone before taking a sip of the tea he also brewed. The refreshing combo was truly phenomenal.

“I don’t think I can stress this enough, your majesty! You’re quite skilled in the kitchen!” you complemented him,

You were radiating with happiness that Lucifer couldn’t help but feel bashful to. It has been quite a long time since someone had complemented him for any of his skills. It felt invigorating to say the least.

“Thank you for your compliments. Truth be told, I was quite nervous to show off my cooking skills to you. I was afraid that it wouldn’t end up well,” he replies recalling his burnt pancake during your first morning here.

You giggled and answered, “I feel honored for the king of hell to worry about my palate. I must apologize however, I didn’t mean for you to be so troubled because of me.”

“Oh, there’s no need to apologize. I just wanted you to have a good experience while you were here,” he explains scratching his nape.

You gave him a grateful smile then replying, “Thank you. I am having a fun time here. I quite like the view from the rooftop. Though, I do miss the stars I suppose one can be amused by the chaos that happens in sinners’ day to day.”

He laughs awkwardly like an embarrassed teen mom being scrutinized for her rowdy kids. Since sinners were his subjects, he can’t help but feel responsible for their actions as though they represent him. Of course it wasn’t his fault.

“I’ve seen portraits of her everywhere. Is she your daughter?” you ask, changing the subject and motioning to the toddler in the family portrait.

He beams a proud smile and answers, “Yeah, she is. Her name’s Charlie.”

“You look so much alike,” you reply, “Where is she?”

“Ah, she’s with her mother. She took Charlie with her after we split,” he explains giving a longing look of their family portrait.

It made your heart squeeze thinking about how this man was missing his daughter so badly. He doesn’t seem to talk much about his wife, neither does he tell unpleasant stories about his wife. You guessed it was a reluctant parting, hoping they could fix it somehow.

“Do you still see her? Charlie?” you ask once again.

“Not for a while. It’s been 8 months since I’ve seen her,” he sighs imagining how his little princess would be right now.

“If it’s too presumptuous of me. I think you should call her. I’m sure she’s missing her dad,” you suggested cautiously.

His eyebrows merely furrowed, and his frown deepened, “What if she doesn’t? I haven’t seen her for such a long time. I don’t want her to hate me.”

You placed your hand on his shoulder to calm him down. He gazes into your eyes that shook from imagining scenarios in his head by himself.

“Just give her a call. I’m sure your wife will understand. It’s for your daughter after all,” you reasoned with him.

He releases a deep sigh and solemnly nods his head. He missed Charlie, and as much as it pained him to talk to Lilith again. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for his daughter. So, he walked towards his desk and picks up his telephone.

“I’ll leave the room to you, your majesty. Call for me if you need anything,” you say as your stood up heaving your rounded stomach.

“Actually, (Y/n)? Could you... could you stay?” he whispers with much anxiety.

You looked at him surprised and asked once again for confirmation if he was sure about his decision for him to nod his head. Offering his hand for you to hold as he tries to face his fears. You took his hand and gave him an encouraging squeeze.

He closes his eyes and sucks in a breath before dialing the number he has memorized like the back his hand. You absent-mindedly held his hand as he did his business. The family portrait of 3 staring back at you made you feel queasy, did you overstep your boundary here? You were just a guest, but you wanted Lucifer to be happy with the family you’ve been longing for.

“Great! Saturday at 10, yeah?... Thanks for the time, Lilith,” he breathes out strained, however instead of replying she turned off the call.

After putting the phone down he pumps his fist in the air and yells, “YEAH! I’m going to see my daughter this Saturday~”

You laugh at his little song, you tinkling laugh catches his attention. Giving you a soft warm smile and thanking you, “Thank you, (y/n). I wouldn’t have mustered the courage without you.”

“Well, I’m proud of you for taking the chance,” you reply nudging his shoulder.

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Chapter 1: Dear Baby, here we started a new life.

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A/n: HI WELCOME TO DEAR BABY, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. The title will change once in a while cuz I'm not quite satisfied with the titles yet so bear with me 🙏 Word Count: 878

What do you do when you're turning your back on a world you once knew?

“Train for the Pride Ring, now boarding.”

How do you cope when your dreams crumble before you even you get a chance to have a foot at the door?

You sigh as take your suitcase and sat at the train gazing at the window, staring at the endless red sky searching for an answer.

And what do you do—

“Who's there?” A man's voice calls from the balcony.

—when you're faced with the unexpected?

Your eyes lock together, you sit in his garden. Clothes soaked and soiled from the grime and rain. You clutched your stomach as you looked at him lost and pitiful.

Before you could scurry away, he jumps from the ledge and spreads his wings as he dives forward at you grabbing your arm before you could run.

“Please! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!” You pitifully cried, tears pouring from your eyes pulling away from his grip.

“Hey! Hey, hey. It's ok! I'm not gonna hurt you!” He says as he tries to calm you down switching his grip from your arm to your shoulders and pressing your cold body against his.

You face the burning furnace covered in a blanket and a hot chocolate in your hands. Your blank stare morphs into one of panic, how did you end up here. Everything went in a blur, weren’t you just on a train to the Pride Ring to start a new life? And why…

“Hey, I’m back. I found some old clothes my wife left I think they’ll fit you well,” this person smiles cheerfully trying to ease the tension.

Why did I have to land on his garden of all places! You cried in your head imaginarily bashing your head against the wall from your luck.

“Oh no, I-I couldn’t…”

“Please, I insist. Plus, she doesn’t even visit here anymore,” he laughs self-deprecatingly.

“Thank you,” you reply accepting the pile of clothes, from him and nervously avoiding his gaze. “I’m sorry for causing so much trouble.”

“Well, it’s not every day you find a little lady in your garden,” he chuckles only for you to wince. He notices this and asks a question, “So, I don’t mean to pry, but how did you end up here?”

“I guess I do owe you an explanation,” you sigh caressing your belly underneath the blanket, “Truth be told, I’m from the Ars Goetia clan.”

“Wait, Ars Goetia? Don’t the Ars Goetia clan live rings down from here?” he asks abruptly.

“Yes. I was taken from my family as one of many of the king’s… bedroom partners,” you cringe recollecting your life at the castle, “When the King threw me out for his new partners to take place, I escaped here. Hoping we could start a new life where they wouldn’t reach me.”

His eyes shake at the realization of what I said and says, “So, you’re… pregnant? And I’m guessing you’re taking on a human form to blend in.”

You nodded shamefully waiting to be berated, however, I was only met with a warm hand on my shoulder. “Hey. It’s gonna be okay. You can stay here for as long as you need,” he comforted with a gentle voice.

You vehemently shook your head, refusing to accept his help, “Please, you don’t have to! You’ve already helped me so much!”

“And where will you go?” he asks seriously making you whiplash from the change in his tone.

“I-I can look so a place here, find a way to survive,” you stammered anything that came to your head just to convince him.

“Look,” he pauses realizing he forgot to ask your name and looks at you for an answer.

“(Y/n) …”

“(Y/n), I don’t mind if you stay here for a while. Take this chance to properly prepare yourself for your new life. You won’t be living just for yourself now,” he explains holding your digits while you grew teary at the notion.

He was right. It wasn’t just you anymore, walking around here in the ring where many disasters fall each minute from all the plundering, killing, and stealing. It’d be a miracle if you’d survive until the next month.

You pathetically nodded your head at his words, tears falling from your eyes. Only for him to give a breathy chuckle and wipe your tears away and say, “You cry so easily.”

“I’m sorry,” you drawl sniffling wiping your face with the hem of the blanket.

“You don’t need to apologize. I get it,” he assures then looks at the clock mounted on the wall, “Well, you better get some sleep. It can’t be healthy for you to stay up this late, no?”

Taking my hand, he leads me to a spare bedroom. Of course, this bedroom was not shy from all the rest of the rest of the castle. It was decorated elegantly with gold, lace, and many symbolisms of his highness.

“Well then. Good night, (y/n),” he bids before walking and disappearing from the hallway.

You slowly close the door and sit at the edge of the bed, recounting all the events today.

“What the fuck.”

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