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Stealing his shirt | Lucifer x reader

Summary: You and Lucifer planned a day to just relax together but he had to leave spontaneously. When he came back he saw that you stole one of his shirts, and he likes seeing you in it.

Warnings: Fluff, some suggestiveness at the end, reader wears one of Lucifers shirts, but it's not explicitly described how it fits reader, Lucifer just loving you, English isn't my first language

A/n: I really noticed now how terrible I am at coming up with titles for my fics. But yeah I wanted to just write a little scenario about stealing his shirt but somehow I ended up with this. Hope you guys enjoy.

Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and really motivate me to write more <3

You and Lucifer had planned a rare relaxation day, just the two of you, away from everything else going on around you. Snacks were scattered on the coffee table, a mix of both your and Lucifer's favorites as you lounged comfortably on the couch.

"I must say, darling, your taste in snacks is great but I still think mine is superior." Lucifer remarked with a grin, popping a piece of candy into his mouth as he leaned back against the cushions, his arm draped around your shoulders casually.

You chuckled while leaned into Lucifer's side. "Well, I believe I have a knack for picking the best, but now I have a feeling I made a mistake."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes. "Oh, is that so? Should I be worried about my standing in your 'best picks' list?" he teased back, a smirk forming on his lips as he pretended to look concerned.

You laughed, shaking your head. "Oh, you're still in the top rankings, don't worry. But I think your pride is knocking you down a few pegs," you replied, poking fun at his ego light-heartedly.

You tried getting up, wanting to tease him a little further, but you weren't able to get far.

"Oh no, you are not leaving," Lucifer said, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you down onto his lap. You tried freeing yourself but Lucifer tightened his arms around you, a playful glint in his eyes. "Oh, trying to escape my impeccable charm already, are we?" he quipped, pretending to be offended as he held you firmly in place.

"Let me go, Lu!" you protested, laughing as he started to tickle you.

"You are not escaping me, my love," Lucifer teased, his fingers tickling along your sides until you finally tapped out. "Okay okay, I give up, you win!" you said, breathless from laughter as Lucifer grinned triumphantly.

You tried catching your breath before, you settled back down next to Lucifer. Just as he reached for the remote, his phone buzzed with an incoming call, interrupting you two.

Lucifer glanced at the screen with a slight frown. "It's probably just some mundane matter," he muttered, moving to decline the call.

Raising an eyebrow, you suggested "You should at least check Lu, it might be important."

With a reluctant sigh, Lucifer nodded and took the call, his expression shifting from annoyance to seriousness as he listened.

"I understand. I'll be there shortly," Lucifer said before ending the call. Turning to you, he offered an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry love, duty calls."

You smiled back, while trying to mask your disappointment. "It's alright, Lucifer. I know you have many responsibilities."

Lucifer leaned in to place a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I promise to be back as soon as possible. You can stay here in the meantime if you want?" he suggested.

You nodded, a soft smile tugging at your lips. "I'm just going to watch a movie without you," you replied.

Lucifer smiled at you before changing out of his comfortable clothes and leaving the suite.

With a sigh, you leaned your head back against Lucifer's giant couch, a bit disappointed that your boyfriend had to leave. Not knowing what to do with yourself, you thought about what you could do in the meantime to keep yourself busy.

You wanted to take a shower later today, but since you have some time on your hands, you could just do it right now.

You didn't have a change of clothes but that didn't really bother you as you walked into Lucifer's bedroom to go into the connecting bathroom, but your eyes drifted and landed on the wardrobe.

Your curiosity was piqued, and you walked over and began browsing through his clothes. You have borrowed one of Lucifer's shirts before when you slept over, but you never really looked through all his clothing. He has a lot of ducky motive items and eventually, you choose one of the more casual shirts that he wears at home with a little duck on it.

With some new clothes, you went into the shower, relaxing and killing some time until Lucifer's back. When you got out you dried yourself off and slipped into the shirt, you couldn't help but take in its familiar scent, which comforted you as you went back to lounge in his suite. You flipped through some channels until you finally found something watchable, and then the door opened, announcing Lucifer's return.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" Lucifer's tone was playful, a smirk on his lips as he took in the sight of you wearing his shirt.

You sat up, looking over at Lucifer with a smile. "Oh, Lucifer! I didn't expect you to be back so early," you said casually, not acknowledging that you had taken one of his shirts.

Lucifer chuckled, crossing the room to stand before you. "I must say, you have excellent taste," he remarked, his gaze lingering on your new top.

You couldn't help but smile innocently at him. "It's quite comfy," you admitted, tugging at the shirt for emphasis.

"Comfy and charming," Lucifer added, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I might have to start giving you my shirts more often."

After changing into more comfortable clothes, Lucifer returned to the couch, plopping down next to you. "I think you look better in them than me I have to admit, maybe you should always wear them." he teased, his tone a bit suggestive.

You chuckled softly. "Oh, is that an invitation, Lucifer? Because I definitely wouldn't mind having a collection of your shirts," you teased back, leaning against the couch cushions with a playful expression.

Lucifer's smirk widened, his gaze lingering on you in a way that made your heart race a bit faster. "Consider this one a reward for having such impeccable taste." he purred, his voice low and seductive.

A playful glint danced in your eyes as you raised an eyebrow. "And what would I have to do to earn more of these rewards Lucifer?" you asked teasingly, with a hint of seductiveness.

Leaning in closer, Lucifer's voice dropped to a husky whisper, his breath brushing against your skin. "Oh, Wearing my clothes is a start but, there are many more ways to earn rewards, my dear." he suggested his eyes wandering up and down your body.

You couldn't deny that heat rose to your face at his words, before a smirk of your own formed. "Well then, I'll have to keep that in mind for the future," you replied, your voice a playful challenge as you just settled back down next to him. You took the remote and turned the TV back on before turning to Lucifer as nonchalantly as you could. "So what do you want to watch?"

Lucifer also leaned back slightly, his gaze still intense as he locked eyes with you. "I'm fine with anything, you know that, my love. But I don't think I feel like watching TV at the moment," he murmured, a suggestive smile playing on his lips.

You tried playing a bit dumb, not wanting to let him win just yet. "Oh, why is that? I thought you just wanted to relax together today?" you teased, a playful glint in your eyes.

Lucifer's smirk deepened as he leaned in closer, his voice dropping. "I must admit, darling, your comments earlier have left me a bit distracted," he confessed, his gaze lingering on your lips suggestively.

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, a playful challenge in your eyes. "Oh, is that so? I didn't realize I had such an effect on you," you replied a hint of mischief in your tone.

Lucifer's hand brushed against your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "You always have that effect on me, my dear. It's one of the many things I adore about you," he admitted, his voice laced with sincerity and desire.

Unable to resist any longer, you closed the distance between you, capturing his lips in a soft, lingering kiss.

When you pulled back, a content smile graced your lips. "In that case, I think I can find other ways to keep you entertained," you teased, your voice low and sultry.

Lucifer's eyes glimmered with amusement and desire. "I have no doubt about that, my love."

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ilikesillythings · 2 months

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Hiyaaa would be able to do a luciferxreader please?

" Just a bump in the road, I'm sure.. " Lucifer x Reader

Tws; mentions of violence, stalking, yandere Lucifer FLUFF

You and Lucifer had just gotten into a fairly.. bad argument. Usually you refrained from arguing with your lovely boyfriend, but..

He had seriously injured one of you friends for 'giving you lovey eyes'. At first it was just you expressing how you thought he was too overprotective, then he ended up admitting to stalking you. All the time. Yeah, not a good move on his end.

"Baby..?" You heard your boyfriend call from the other side of your shared room, voice laced with sorrow, and concern, "I'm.. really sorry, I was dumb- and.." he trailed off, and for a moment you swore you could hear him quiety weeping. With a sigh, you called out, "Come in."

Not even a minute passed before the door flung open, a desheviled, guilty looking Lucifer rushing in and throwing his arms around you, sobbing words of apology. "Oh, Luci'.." You mumbled, sighing softly

As much as you wished to remain upset with him -- how could you? He obviously felt like shit for beaking your trust, and was willing to make amends, of course you'd have to go through boundries.. but perhaps that could wait until you calmed your boyfriend down.

Gently, you pulled Lucifer into your lap, "Are-" He began, hiccuping, "Are you still mad at me..?" was his next words, spat out almost pathetically. But, it was that stupid charm that made you adore the fallen angel. "..Yes." you replied with a nod, "What you did.. everything, it was wrong, decietful, and creepy. But, I still love you."

Lucifer's eyes lit up at the last part of your words, "Oh, starshine!!" he exclaimed, kissing your cheek repeatedly, "I'll never stalk you again-- I swear, I swear!". You chuckled at his enthustastic reply, and he kissed your cheek a few more times, now grinning broadly

"How about I take you out somewhere nice!?" he suggested, clearly trying to 'redeem' himself, atone for his bad actions. You thought for a moment, "Hmm.. depends, where?"

For a second, Lucifer opened his mouth to speak, as if he already knew a place. "Crap.. I was gonna suggest Ozzie's, but you're a sinner.." he sighed, running a hand through his blond hair, "I don't really care where we go.. how about you cook something for me?" you returned, hopefully.

He gasped and in swift movements stood, eagerly nodding, before dashing off, out of the room.

Lucifer was a creepy, charming, pathetic man. But he was your creepy, charming, pathetic man, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Neither would you.

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2d-reality · 5 months

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Little Things (The Prideful Eldest)

characters: Lucifer, GN!MC navigation: Lucifer | Mammon | Levi | Satan | Asmo | Beel | Belphie content/warnings: little things you do for the brothers, out of love. fluff. established relationship (implied you are dating all seven brothers equally with the exception of mammon whom i love more) word count: 503 notes: Each brother has their own part, linked above. I am still my own editor and I loathe editing, so please forgive any mistakes!

The Morningstar is not a morning demon. Every morning (or what could be equated to morning, when the moon hangs high and full regardless of the day or hour), he wakes before the rest of the House, with the occasional exception of Leviathan, who likely hadn’t been asleep in the first place, and Beel, whose stomach leads him to the pantry regardless of his level of cognizance. He is led by hundreds of years of ingrained habit to the kitchen, where he begins his morning ritual of making coffee. He feels as though he can already smell the warm bitterness as he drifts through the kitchen in a haze.

Only, this morning, as he reaches for the handle of the coffee pot, it has heft. He comes to reality fully as he lifts it from the machine, realizing the warm smell wasn’t just his imagination-- the pot is full of fresh, dark brew. Stuck to the clock face of the coffee machine is a pale blue sticky note.

Lucifer- Up early. Made fresh for you. Don’t work too hard. Love you! xo

It’s your handwriting. There is a heart scribbled after the note, and a simple smiley face. For a moment, Lucifer stands, dumbfounded by your sweet selflessness, and then his heart skips. Heat rises to his face, one that has nothing to do with the hot, fragrant steam rising to his nose. You had spent the night with Satan, which meant you had to have made some excuse to leave him behind when you came out to make this for him-- the fourth brother was the lightest sleeper of all of them, and he wouldn’t have let you go if he knew you were doing something for his eldest sibling. Lying to Wrath’s face wasn’t something anyone with a shred of common sense (or self-preservation) would do, but you had always been different. More often than not your brass confidence made him anxious, but he could let this go without a lecture.

Trying to calm the rising affection for you in his chest proves more challenging when he sets the pot back to fetch a mug, only to realize that you had set one out for him. Not only that, but it was the one you bought for him on your last trip to the human world-- a silly ceramic one, shaped like a black ram with curling horns and a sigil painted on its forehead. Its comically large, sparkling eyes were ruby-red, like his. You had a matching one, a pink ram with a navy blue bow, a golden bell, and eyes like yours.

Lucifer heaves a trembling sigh, struck by tingling love for you, and fills his mug. Lifting it to his lips, with one hand and a hip braced against the counter, he has to repress a harsh shiver as the sheer bitterness of it makes his nose crinkle. Despite the almost unpalatable taste, he revels in it. The hell coffee he makes for himself isn’t nearly as bitter.

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evangelic-echo · 10 days

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ℭ𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔩 𝔓𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱

Part 2:

Part 1<

Only just leaving the pearlescent building you had entered this morning, it was now evening and the sun was visibly disappearing from heaven’s sky as hues of orange and pink start to appear. You hadn’t realised how much time you burned away trying to understand what type of predicament you had been placed in by your superior.

Walking now the opposite way you walked this morning, you were absolutely drained and could not wait to get back home. Where no one could bother you about anything until your next working hours the next following morning.

However once you arrived, you caught a glimpse of a certain grey haired exorcist angel right outside your front door.

“Luteee, what do I owe the pleasure? I never see you without Adam stuck to your hip- Woah what the fuck happend to your arm?!”

You looked down to Lute’s arm with an alarmed expression on your face.

“You wanna know what happend? You’re wondering why I’m not with Adam right now?! He’s fucking dead. Those fuckers in Hell killed him. Stabbed him multiple times with our own fucking weapons.”

You and Lute were never close friends, but always found ourselves in amidst each other’s company due to Adam. Lute was now crying as she was slowly dropping to the floor as you tried to keep her up by holding her up by her uninjured arm, trying to calm her down. Tears brimmed your eyes seeing Lute like this. She was always known to have a temper and being filled with rage, but in this moment all you could see was hurt. She wasn’t screaming in anguish or anything like that, but as she told you what happened her voice was all raspy and hushed, signalling that she had released all that anguish before getting to your door.

Adam most possibly the dearest friend you had up here in Heaven. Being your very first subject and only subject who didn’t subconsciously ruin humanity, you had gotten closer to him when he rose to Heaven after his time on Earth. So to hear you’d never be able to see his face again, or never be able to listen to his stupid sexual jokes again devastated your entire holy being.

You quickly situated Lute on your couch inside your home as she kept on crying. This is probably the most vulnerable you’ve ever seen her. It definitely doesn’t surprise you however, her and Adam were stuck to eachother to the hip ever since Lutes creation as the Lieutenant of the Exorcists, and besides him she had never made an effort to acquaintance herself with the other Angels around her, so you could say you were now the closest thing she had to a friend.

And honestly now you could say the same about her.

You had left Lute out on the couch last night as she was to emotionally unstable to go anywhere else last night, but once you had awoken this morning and went to check on her, she was no where to be seen. She was in no state being on her own this recent after everything. Worried, you tried calling her phone but after multiple voicemails answering instead of her, you quickly shot a message to her wondering if everything was okay. There was nothing else you could do to help her in that moment, especially if she doesn’t want it.

Carrying on with your morning, you had gotten straight to work by formatting all the notes and questions that were answered by Sir Pentious yesterday afternoon and you had to say, considering that he in fact had spent centuries in hell and lived a life full on sin, he was actually a fun guy to be around. A little weird at times, but fun nonetheless.

You were on your last page of notes before you got a knock on your front door. Hoping it may be Lute coming back from abruptly leaving, you rushed to open the door. Instead you found yourself in front of a tiny, flying cherub with an average sized scroll of paper in its hand.

“Miss Y/N, the great- high Seraphim has requested for me to overlay this very important message to you!”

Looking at the tiny thing unamused, you took the scroll from its hand as it flapped his wings to keep being at eye level with you.

“She has requested you attend a last minute meeting about the recent exterminations! The meeting will take place at midday!”

As you read the scroll in your hands you shooed the little creature away, you had never liked those tiny things. Taking its leave you closed your door, sighing as you walked back to your seat. You could already feel the headache coming on and today hadn’t even started.

Reading further down the scroll, you paused and one specific phrase that caught your upmost attention.

Y/N Diava, has been chosen to represent Heaven in this meeting about the most recent extermination, aswell as possible plans for future exterminations with the King of Hell, Lucifer Morningstar.

What.

In 3 hours, you had to find yourself in a meeting room, with Lucifer Morningstar…

The same Lucifer you hadn’t seen in eons.

The same Lucifer who manipulated Eve into biting into the forbidden apple.

The same Lucifer who fell from the Heavens and nearly dragged you down with him.

What. the. fuck.

You found yourself now spam calling Sera’s phone until she decided to finally pick up the phone.

“Y/N.”

“What the actual fuck is wrong with you Sera, when you told me I’d be in charge of the rehabilitation of sinners, I didn’t think you meant meeting with the big boss the next fucking morning”

There was a long pause on the other side of the line. You can admit that it had been a while since you snapped like this at a superior, but after the shitty 12 hours you’ve had, that was the last thing on your mind right now.

“I thought you could handle it. You said yourself you had moved on, or did I miss hear?”

“I did say I can handle it. I can handle it. But I would’ve preferred if you gave me some extra time to prepare, maybe at least a 24 hour notice would be helpful!”

Your sarcastic tone goes unnoticed.

“Well a lot has changed since our meeting, the exorcists came back without Adam and half their fleet dead! I need you to figure out what happened, and one thing that is for sure is that they do not need to know that redemption for sinners is possible! Is that clear?”

Of course she didn’t want them knowing, she doesn’t want anyone even up here knowing a sinner can overcome divine judgement and reside here in heaven with the rest of us.

“ I had things on the books Sera! I think you’ve forgotten I’m also the singular person here in heaven that overlooks the 8 billion souls that inhabit Earth.”

“I took it upon myself to free your schedule for today, I want you to get down to the bottom of what prompted hell to fight back against us after all these years.”

You paused for a moment, as you then started to wonder the same thing. Sure we were basically killing all the souls down there for no reason, but we had been doing it for centuries, so why now decide to fight back?

“Oh, and Y/N?”

You hummed in response to see what else the Seraphim wanted with you, her change in tone peaking your interest.

“I heard about Adam, I am very sorry for your loss.”

The breathe that you inhaled got stuck in your throat as you were reminded of Adam. Tears threatening to fall from your eyes as you looked down to your phone.

“Thank you Sera, I’ll have notes of the meeting to you by tomorrow.”

And with that you hung up the phone. It was weird hearing Sera have any sort of sympathy towards you, it almost had you questioning if it was really her on the phone you were speaking to. You angled your head up to the sky to stop the risk of tears falling from your eyes, knowing that once they fell there would be nothing you could do to hold them back, and you had a very important meeting with the King of Hell in the next hour…

You were now stood in front of the Embassy, you had never been here before but you were certain this was the link between Heaven and Hell. Stepping inside, the first thing you saw was a front desk made out of pure white marble with the same cherub that was knocking on your door this morning.

“There you are! You’re two whole minutes late! Get in there already!”

He pushes your shoulders towards the nearest door.

“Now hold on a minute-”

But he doesn’t let you finish as he fully pushes you through, making you stumble a bit once you entered the room.

Now panicking as you were just forced into a room with the King of Hell, fucking embarrassing yourself as the first time he’s seen you in eons was you tripping over yourself as a tiny ass angel-

Wait.

He’s not here?

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as instead of seeing Lucifer sat at the conference table in front of you, you saw a young, pale, blonde haired girl wearing a red tuxedo with two red dots over her dimples.

God, she looked exactly like her father.

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angxlofvenus · 10 months

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Let me take care of you.

Genre:fluff

Ship: pre-Lucifer x reader

TW: use of M/c, minimal cursing, kind of ooc lucifer, they/them pronouns for the reader, fainting, overworking, mentions of taking pills, soft Lucifer

12:00 am.

The old grandfather clock reverberated throughout the house of Lamentation,

Tired red eyes scanned yet another paper as the ticking continued,

Lucifer could feel a headache coming on as he looked away from his documents with irritation.

Another one of Diavolo’s foolish events had placed twice his usual workload on Lucifer’s shoulders, Not that he would ever admit to it but he truly felt horrible.

So how to fix the pounding in his head and the drooping of his eyes? Sleep? no, Coffee!

Standing from his desk chair, The tired demon made his way to the kitchen, the house stood silently as he passed through the halls like a withered ghost.

Lucifer was surprised to find it seemingly abandoned as he entered the room, He made his way over to the coffee maker and started up the machine, reaching upwards toward the cabinet, He opened it and pulled out a “worlds best brother” (A gag gift from Mammon)

He hadn't even placed the mug on the counter before his world closed into total darkness.

12:14 am.

Who would be making so much noise at this hour?

Well let’s be honest, living with 7 rowdy demons, any of them could’ve been awake and reeking chaos this late.

But still, Mc sat up in their bed and blinked as they tried to figure out what just awoke them from slumber, A quiet thud and then a louder sound of glass shattering on tile coming from the kitchen.

Usually, they’d turn over and go back to sleep, chalking it up to Beel going a little wild but something in them was nagging to go check, and so mc did.

A hungry Beel did not greet them, instead the almighty first born, Lord of Pride, Lucifer was passed out on the kitchen floor, a mug smashed beside him.

“Shit!” Mc yelled as they rushed to his side, Only then did the human get a good look at Lucifer for the first time in weeks, He looked…older.

His eyebags made him look gaunt, darkening his face, his hair was limp and lacked its normal classy style.

Mc raised his head up and felt the back of his head, no blood, a good sign.

His breathing was even, Mc could hear his heart pulse in the quiet room, scary, mean, intimidating Lucifer really had seemed to pass out just from pure exhaustion in the middle of the kitchen, and now, since Mc was the only one around, he had become their problem.

12:36 am.

Lucifer felt absolutely horrible. Everything hurt.

Opening his eyes, The soft glow of the lamp next to him radiated through the room, which was very obviously not the kitchen.

Despite his back feeling as if it was on fire, he sat up in the…bed? Where was he?

Only when he started to look around did a pit form in his stomach, a familiar tree lay behind him in the bed aswell as multiple photos of him and his brothers on the walls.

He was in the human exchange students room.

And seemingly alone.

Cursing himself for not being more aware of his state, Lucifer started to think of how to get back into his office and explain to the human what had happened without damaging his pride too much.

His thoughts were cut short when the bedroom door opened, revealing Mc holding a cup of water and some demon equivalent pain medication.

Neither of them looked at eachother as Mc awkwardly walked to the bedside and placed the water down onto the table before looking up at Lucifer, “For you.”

They held out their palm where two pills lay, Their eyes met briefly as he accepted them.

“Thank you, Mc.” He picked up the glass and swallowed the medicine.

A bashful smile took over their face, Lucifer ignored the way his heart sped up as he went to get out of the bed, “I need to get back to work.”

“You can let people take care of you.”

His movement stopped as he stared at the human, “What?”

“You’re allowed to take breaks, Lucifer. Please, Let me take care of you, just for tonight.”

The demon eased back onto the bed as Mc breathed a sigh of relief.

“…You are not to tell anyone about this, especially not my brothers.”

“I would never dream of it.”

“Then just for tonight.” He conceded as the medication started to take effect.

The human nor the demon made any comments about the brand new “Worlds best brother” in the spot of the broken one, Ofcourse Lucifer never missed how Mc’s eyes seemed to glimmer just a bit brighter everytime he used it.

Maybe the exchange program wasn’t all that bad.

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anonymousewrites · 2 months

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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 5) Chapter Five

Father Figure! Lucifer x Teen! Reader

Demon! OC x Teen! Reader

Chapter Five: I’m Still Pissed At You

Summary: The real Lucifer makes a visit.

“So you’re telling me that my dickhead twin showed up on Earth, assumed my identity, and then wreaked all sorts of havoc on my life?” said Lucifer, eyes narrowing as he recapped what Amenadiel had explained to him.

“That about covers it, yes,” said Amenadiel. “But he also ended up in a fight with (Y/N), and he’s…pretty angry that it didn’t go his way.”

“Serves him right, trying to hurt my kid,” said Lucifer, fury rising within him at the idea of (Y/N) being injured in any way, least of all by his brother who had tried to be him. Taking a deep breath, he glared at Amenadiel. “And you came down here to tell me this, why? Just to torture me? Though this is the appropriate place for it.”

He couldn’t leave Hell. As much as Lucifer wanted to fly up to Earth and hold (Y/N) and protect them from all harm, he couldn’t leave Hell without a warden. That would put (Y/N) in just as much danger.

Amenadiel coughed. “Yeah, is there somewhere else we can talk?” He glanced awkwardly at the man crying in the circus cage, some bizarre Hell-torture-tactic.

“I don’t like having private conversations in the hallways, and Kenneth doesn’t mind, do you, Kenny?” said Lucifer.

Poor Kenneth rocked back and forth. “It’s not funny. It’s not funny!”

“No,” said Lucifer. “No, it certainly isn’t.” He scowled. “My slopey-shouldered brother is pulling a prank hardly worthy of Saved by the Bell in order to humiliate me.”

“This isn’t about you, Lucy,” said Amenadiel. “Michael threatened Charlie. He threatened (Y/N).” He knew that would do it.

Lucifer froze. “I thought you said they had a fight.”

“They did,” said Amenadiel. “But I confronted him afterwards. He threatened to tell Heaven about Charlie and (Y/N) being part-Celestial so they would be taken to the Silver City.”

“Michael’s…He’s always been all bark and no bite,” said Lucifer, mostly to try to comfort himself.

“He tried to hurt (Y/N). I think we both know he’s moved beyond that,” said Amenadiel.

Persing his lips, Lucifer nodded. Amenadiel was, unfortunately, correct. Michael had stepped over a line. He had actively put (Y/N) in danger.

“Well, then, give him a good kick in the pants, too, and he’ll stop,” said Lucifer. “He always goes and sulks after that.”

“That’s not going to do it this time,” said Amenadiel. “Things have…changed up in Heaven.”

Furrowing his brow, Lucifer gazed at Amenadiel as his brother continued.

“Last time I was there, Michael had managed to seat himself at Father’s right hand,” explained Amenadiel.

“So…Dad’s talking to him?” Lucifer blinked.

“No,” said Amenadiel. “No, he’s talking to Father, but he’s the only one. Nobody else in the Silver City has a line to Him. Nobody, and Michael has seen to it.”

“Michael? Weaselly, cowardly Michael?” said Lucifer. He scoffed. “Now suddenly the power behind the throne?

“Without being able to speak to Michael, who know?” said Amenadiel. “But he is stronger than you think, Lucy. His fight against (Y/N) proved that, even if they did well. Michael’s become—” he shook his head “—untouchable in the Silver City.”

“If I didn’t want (Y/N) as far from the Silver City as power, I’d say to let them loose up there to see who’s untouchable,” said Lucifer, heart aching at the idea of getting to see (Y/N) in their chaotic moment. He cleared his throat. “But he’s not in the Silver City now, is he? So…” He squared his shoulders and made his decision. “Excuse me while I go touch him.”

Amenadiel started. “What?”

“It’s a poor choice of words, I know,” said Lucifer, heading towards the door.

“Wait, where are you going? Hell needs a warden,” said Amenadiel.

“You can hold down the fort while I’m gone,” said Lucifer.

“I don’t know how to do that,” said Amenadiel. “Lucy—”

Lucifer turned on Amenadiel and narrowed his eyes. “Michael threatened my child. I’m going up to check on the situation and them.”

Amenadiel nodded quickly. “Right. Got it.”

Lucifer left the room and slammed the door shut behind him.

The penthouse elevator doors opened, and Lucifer stepped out. He looked around at the unchanged—other than a replaced table from (Y/N)’s fight with Michael—rooms. It was still his and (Y/N)’s home. He smiled.

“Holy shit.”

Lucifer turned and saw Em. They were standing, eyes wide, in the hall leading from (Y/N) and Em’s floor.

“You—How—What—” stammered Em. She knew it wasn’t Michael, not after what (Y/N) had done to him. This was Lucifer.

“I’m here,” said Lucifer. “Amenadiel is keeping an eye on things.”

“…(Y/N)’s not…They’re pissed,” said Em.

“Well, I imagined they would be,” said Lucifer, grimacing. He was…scared to face them. (Y/N) was terrifying, and if (Y/N) didn’t forgive him…Lucifer wasn’t sure what he’d do.

“I’m going to leave until you two talk it out,” said Em, walking into the elevator. “Tell (Y/N) I’m not coming back unless they actually talk to you.”

“They won’t want to hear that,” said Lucifer, eyes widening.

“Your problem,” said Em as the doors shut.

Well, she’s spent too much time around (Y/N) and gotten their attitude, thought Lucifer. Em’s loyalty was with (Y/N) more than their King of Hell now.

Squaring his shoulders, Lucifer walked down towards (Y/N)’s room. He was scared of their anger, scared of their disappointed, but he was eager to see them again. He’d take any wrath as long as he got to see them again. (Y/N) was his kid. That was what mattered.

He knocked on the door, and it swung open.

“What is it, Em—” (Y/N)’s eyes widened, and they let go of the door handle.

“(Y/N).” Lucifer felt pure joy upon seeing (Y/N)’s face. His kid was here. He was with them. He didn’t need anything else.

“It’s…It’s actually you,” said (Y/N). He had no scar. This was really Lucifer.

He smiled, and the gentleness of his gaze made it true. “It’s me.”

“You—How?” said (Y/N).

“Amenadiel is keeping an eye on things,” said Lucifer. “I think that’ll work for a bit.”

(Y/N) stepped back. “So you’re leaving again.”

“I have to,” said Lucifer. “For you.” It broke his heart to admit it, but he spoke the truth to (Y/N). “But…I’m here now.”

“Why?” (Y/N) was filled with anger and sadness, but at Lucifer’s honesty, at his true care and affection, anguish won out, and tears collected in the corners of their eyes.

“Because Michael hurt you,” said Lucifer. “And I needed to know if you were alright.”

“I won the fight,” said (Y/N).

Lucifer stepped forward. “Yes, but are you alright?”

(Y/N) let out a small sob, and tears began to fall down their face. Instantly, Lucifer reached out and pulled them into a hug. (Y/N) wasn’t alright.

“I thought it was you,” sobbed (Y/N). “And then I thought you didn’t care that you left. You didn’t care that you abandoned me.”

“I care. I swear I care. It hurts so much when I have to be apart from you,” said Lucifer, holding them. “You’re my kid. You’re my child. I love you so much.”

(Y/N) sobbed, and their knees buckled. Lucifer caught them and guided them to the ground.

“He kept trying to be you, and it just felt so wrong, and I was so angry, but then I knew it wasn’t you, and it hurt so much more because you really were gone,” cried (Y/N), rambling.

“You’re alright. You’re alright,” soothed Lucifer, holding them tight as they cried. Anger flashed through them, but his concern for (Y/N) was his immediate focus. However, as soon as possible, he’d make sure Michael never went near (Y/N) again. He’d regret hurting them so deeply.

“I don’t want you to be gone. Please don’t leave again,” sobbed (Y/N), holding onto Lucifer.

He hugged them back, and his heart clenched. Lucifer so deeply wanted to remain by his kid’s side from now on, but he couldn’t. Hell still needed a warden.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” said Lucifer. “I swear, I’m always thinking of you.”

(Y/N) curled up in his arms. “Every day I come home and wish you were here to talk to. It’s…It’s too much. It’s all too much.”

“Please, remember, there are so many people here for you,” said Lucifer. “The Detective, Emeranne, your friends…they’re all here. Even if I’m not here, they are.”

“They’re not my dad, though,” said (Y/N) quietly, sobbing turning to hiccups.

“No,” said Lucifer. “But they love you, too. Just as much as I do.”

(Y/N) smiled slightly through their tears and sniffed. Lucifer smiled gently and wiped their tears, hugging them again.

“I love you so much. And even when I’m not here, I want you to remember that, alright?” said Lucifer.

“But you’re here for now…right?” said (Y/N) softly.

“I am,” said Lucifer, squeezing them gently.

“Okay,” said (Y/N), closing their eyes. They squeezed him back. “I’m still pissed at you, though.”

Lucifer chuckled. “I know. I wouldn’t expect anything more from you.” He had hurt them. But, hey, this was his kid. He could take a little anger.

(Y/N) smiled. The ache of loss still pulsed within them, but for now, they’d just lie there in their dad’s arms.

They’d make sure to make him grovel tomorrow.

Or not. This was nice.

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Rating: Mature

Relationship: Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks

Summary:

The thought is trite, yet true—Lucifer has never felt like this. It’s like freefall, like the gravity well of a singularity, like the first time he lit a star. He can't possibly put the feeling to words, so he resorts to the first language he knows. Praise.

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ad0rechuu · 1 year

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hiii 👋 may i please request prompt 58 "forever mine" kisses (+ prompt 3 hiding face in neck, only if it's okay!!) for lucifer? thank you so much and warmest congratulations on 100 followers!! 🥺💙

❪ # x ❫ : LUCIFER. ━━ PROMPT 58 & 3

volcanic love by the aces

🏷️ gn! reader , angst (?) / comfort , tw: spoilers for the end obey me part 3, it’s kinda bittersweet , wc: 584 , notes: thank you so much anon thats so sweet and i really enjoyed writing this request so thank you for that too, i wanted to make it sadder but i didn’t how that would turn out lol !

Begging lord Diavolo proved to be useless.

You knew he had his reasons but the fact that all the seven demon brothers were willing to throw their pride out of the window (even the literal Avatar of Pride) to have you join the family made you a bit willing to throw hands.

They wanted you stay with them and you wanted them to stay with you.

And yet, you couldn’t. Because life is never that simple.

It hurt. It wasn’t surprising, but it hurt nevertheless. You knew you were not the only one hurting. Five of the seven brothers made that very clear on the ride home (Belphie too, but he fell asleep almost immediately).

Their drunken whining and complaining would normally make you laugh. But today it made your heart ache.

You noticed that Lucifer had been quiet the entire way home. Even when his brother cursed Diavolo’s judgment, he stayed uncharacteristically silent. He also didn’t say a word when you reached Serenity Manor and everyone excused themselves to get some sleep.

You stayed behind, expecting him to go straight to his room as well. Instead he surprised you as you watched him disappear to the backyard. Curiosity and worry got the best of you as you followed the demon.

By the time you reached outside he was already sitting on a lawn chair, his glasses in hands as he looked up at the sky. You would’ve spent more time admiring him but you had to remind yourself that that wasn’t the goal right now.

You walked up behind him, careful not to startle him on accident, even though he’d probably sensed your presence already.

“Are you disappointed?” You asked, making him turn around and face you. Demon Lord, you were going to miss those ruby eyes.

He nodded to you, acknowledging your presence as he stood up, eyes still on the night sky.

“Disappointed? Disappointed isn’t the word. I can’t say that I did not expect his answer.” He spoke, sorrow in his tone. “I’m closer to dissatisfied.”

One arm snuck around your waist as he used the other hand to hold your chin, making sure you kept looking at him only.

“I’m dissatisfied that I have to leave, I’m selfishly dissatisfied that I cannot keep you by my side forever and I’m dissatisfied with the current conditions that keep us apart.” A rare desperation sounded from his voice as he held you close.

His face neared yours when he turned your face to closer his liking. “Why did you have to make me feel this way about you Mc? I cannot imagine a life without you anymore.” He breathed on your lips and closed the gap between your two.

Lucifer was known as stoic demon with a tight grip on everything, including his own emotions.

The Lucifer in front of you was nothing like that, he reminded you of the Celestial Realm Lucifer that you heard stories about; pouring all his feelings and emotions into the passionate kiss. As you moved in sync, you felt a tear fall from his once impenetrable eyes. You felt your soul yearn for him like never before.

As you parted, slightly out of breath, your hand found the back of his head. He hid his face in your neck as you combed through his raven hair.

His arms tightened around you at the calming gesture, like you could disappear at any moment.

“I wish I could make you mine, Mc. For the rest of eternity.”

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queen-of-deans-booty · 2 months

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A Big Misunderstanding

Pairing: Lucifer x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.9k

Warnings: relationship angst, giving the silent treatment, fluff at the end

Request by anon: I wanted to ask for spn lucifer x reader…they are married she would have been a hunter in the past, but she left the business with him, "giving up" on being the devil, and they actually like live normal life…once she gives him the silent treatment because he was "mean" to sam and dean (they are like brothers), and he just He does little things to kind of get her off her chest so she can talk to him (even if it's shouting), and when she tries to do or fix the little things he did/ or broken but without talking to him yet he just goes to the guys (the brothers, cass and jack) for help and apologizes just to make it up to her!!! (the boys make fun of him but he accepts defeat because not talking to her is worse than having people irritate him

Summary: Your passion is sewing and you love to make clothes and blankets for people, especially the Winchesters whom you consider to be family. When you overhear a conversation you shouldn't have heard, you get pissed enough at Lucifer to give him the silent treatment. Best thing? He has no idea what he's done but he'll try hard to make it right.

Square Filled: never go to bed on an argument for @as-the-saying-goes-bingo (deleted bingo)

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

Three down only ten more to go. You have a lot of people who want to buy dresses from you so you’re slowly making your way through the list of orders from people. You’re only on the first order but you’ve gotten done three of the thirteen items they wanted. Sewing and making clothes and blankets is your dream. You love making things people can wear or snuggle with, and you’ve always had this passion ever since you could write.

You’d draw your designs and show your mom who was also a seamstress for a clothing store. She entertained your ideas and gave you a small sewing kit that you’d use to make your Barbie’s clothes. She was so impressed that she got you into sewing classes as soon as possible. You started off making small things like gloves, oven mitts, baby clothes, and other easy projects before working your way up to the harder items.

Now, you have your own business that is run by you and only you, and you work out of your home. You don’t have the money to buy a big store or hire employees. Plus, you kind of like doing it all by yourself. At least you can look at someone wearing your clothes and say, “Yes, I made that all on my own.” or “They’re wearing an original Y/N.”. You pour love and pride into every piece you make and it shows.

The door opens and your husband walks in with a look of confusion.

“Have you been here all day?”

You look at him like you were just caught with your hand in the cookie jar.

“I have orders to make.”

“Being in your room all day isn’t going to help you. You need to get out and move around.” You know he’s right, and your ass is hurting from sitting all day. You nod in agreement and get up, setting your project aside for now. “Come on, let’s go on a walk.”

Never did you think you’d ever go on a brisk walk with the actual devil. The neighborhood you live in is very mellow so you go a few laps around it.

“Want to hear what I’m working on?”

“Sure.”

“So, Janice across the street asked for baby clothes for her daughter’s kid, Bruce and David want some slacks for David’s new job next month, and Ruby from the diner wants a blanket. Ooh! What if I make us another blanket?”

“Darling, we have eighty blankets in the house already.”

“And?”

“We have enough,” Lucifer laughs and kisses the top of your head.

Who is he and what has he done with your husband? He is so not the man you met years ago. He was so much harder and meaner than he is now. After Sam killed Lilith and brought the devil out of the cage, he was one of the meanest men you’ve ever met. His behavior and attitude were atrocious.

It didn’t get any better even after Sam let him in so he could trap him in the cage with Adam and Michael. The cage stayed closed for five years until Amara was released because Dean got his Mark removed from his arm by the Book of the Damned. Lucifer convinced Castiel that he could possess him so that he could leave the cage, and he wreaked havoc on the world because of it. After Amara expelled him from Castiel’s body, he disappeared for a while. He decided that he was going to be done with all this shit.

That’s when you came back into his life. He met you again after he had come to terms with living a simple life. Sam and Dean had pissed you off enough that you wanted to be solo for a while, and you and Lucifer formed a relationship. The Winchesters weren't thrilled to hear you had a thing for the devil, but they trusted you enough to know what you were doing.

You had scammed your way into a very nice resort where he was staying and hit it off. Eventually, you got married to him. You’re not a hunter anymore, he’s not the devil anymore, it’s just you and him until death parts you. Lucifer’s changed behavior is all because of you. Before you, he was angry at the world for what his dad did to him but after you, he wanted to live for you and for you only.

Only after you’ve finished with all of your commissions, you start working on some stuff for the Winchesters. Winter is coming up, and the Bunker has a terrible heating system. You figured they could use a few extra jackets, shirts, and blankets.

They gave you a key to the Bunker should you ever need to use it, so you let yourself in carrying the clothes. Sam and Dean are talking to someone in the library so they don’t notice you coming down the metal staircase in the war room. Suddenly, Lucifer’s voice is heard, and you look at the entryway in confusion. Why is he here? What does he want from the brothers?

“I can’t trust you to do anything! You two are brainless, hairless apes who have no idea what the fuck you’re doing!”

“Maybe next time give us better instruction,” Dean argues.

“God, you had one job and you managed to fuck that up. Typical,” he scoffs.

Why is he being so mean to Sam and Dean? You’re hurt he’d say such vile and mean things to the two men you consider family. You leave the clothes on one of the control panels before leaving the Bunker quickly. You don’t let them know you were ever here. If Lucifer wants to resort to who he was before, then he can but you’re not going to stand by him.

Lucifer comes home hours later in a good mood. You’re in the kitchen cooking food for yourself when he enters. He frowns when he sees enough food for one person in the pan.

“Is that food for both of us?” he asks. You don’t answer him and continue to cook in silence. “Y/N?” Still, no answer. “Darling, are you okay?” No answer. “Are you ignoring me? What did I do?” Again, no answer. “Y/N?”

You don’t go to bed that night because you and Lucifer have a thing where you never go to bed on an argument. Instead, you make more clothes. Lucifer didn’t go to bed either mostly because he kept thinking about why you’re ignoring him. What did he do to piss you off? In the morning, he goes to the room where you make your clothes to try and talk to you but finds the door is locked.

“Y/N, open the door.” No answer. He can hear your sewing machine so he knows you’re in there. “Come on, darling, open the door.”

He is at a loss for words because he doesn’t understand what he did to make you like this. He gives you the space you need for the morning, but you need food eventually so you leave the room in search of some. Lucifer is in the kitchen when you get there but you make no move to acknowledge him.

Lucifer is drinking some water and reading a newspaper. He finishes the water before dropping the glass on the ground. The glass shatters and he watches your reaction to it. He doesn’t care if all you’re going to do is yell at him. He just wants you to do something. You pause and look at the glass on the ground before grabbing the broom. You don’t say a word as you clean it up and throw it away.

“I just broke a glass! You should be pissed at me. Yell at me! Something!” Lucifer gasps. Again, you don’t respond to him. “Fuck!” He walks over to you and points his finger in your face but doesn’t actually touch you. He knows you fucking hate this which is why he’s doing it. He’s such a fucking child. “I’m not touching you. You can’t get mad at me because I’m not touching you.”

You stand still and wait for him to be done before moving around him and heading back to your room to sew. Lucifer doesn't know what to do so he visits the Winchesters in search of answers. Castiel and Jack are in the room, too. Great, more people to witness this humiliation.

“Here to berate us some more?” Dean asks.

“I need your help,” he sighs.

“What?”

“I said I need your help.”

Before Sam can answer, Dean cuts in.

“Sorry, let me just take in this moment. You need us. Isn’t that something?”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“No, I definitely will.”

“What do you need?” Sam asks.

“Y/N isn’t talking to me. She’s ignoring me and I have no idea what I did to piss her off. What do I do? I don’t care if she yells at me. I need her to do something.”

“Sorry, can’t help you there, buddy,” Dean shrugs.

“Does she know you’re an ass?” Castiel asks seriously.

“Yeah, let’s make fun of me. Seriously, you’re so funny.” Lucifer mocks laughs in their faces, ready to punch the shit out of them. “What do I do?”

“Have you tried apologizing?” Jack asks.

“I don’t know what I should be apologizing for.”

“It doesn’t matter. All women want to hear is that you’re sorry. Try that. It might get her talking,” Dean sighs.

Lucifer goes home with more questions than answers. Still, he thinks about their words the whole way home. When he gets there, you’re in the living room watching one of your shows. As soon as you know he’s there, you tense and turn the volume up on the TV. He walks around to face you but you don’t look at him.

“Darling, I am so sorry.”

“For what?” you ask and look at him.

Lucifer opens his mouth to answer but nothing comes out. You scoff as you get up from the couch. You go to leave the room but Lucifer is hot on your heels.

“I am sorry, but you can’t expect me to read your mind to figure out why you’re so pissed at me. You have to communicate, darling. What did I do?”

“You berated Sam and Dean and put them down for what? ‘You two are brainless, hairless apes who have no idea what the fuck you’re doing!’ Does that ring a bell? You treat them like shit.”

“I’ve said worse things to them.” You cross your arms angrily. “Look, I am sorry. I have a really bad temper, and I was trying to surprise you with something. I needed their help getting it but they did it wrong. It pissed me off because I wanted it to be perfect for you.”

“What is it?”

Lucifer takes you to one of the unfinished rooms in the house. You never got around to actually finishing it, but Lucifer has been working on it without you knowing. You walk in and gasp at what you see. Machines are lined up on the back wall, rolls and rolls of fabric hang off tubes, mannequins are in the other corner, and everything else you need to have a successful sewing business.

“I wanted it to be perfect and I took it out on them. I’m sorry you had to hear that.”

You rush into the room and admire everything he’s done for you. He’s trying to apologize but you’re too busy being excited.

“Is this all for me?!”

“Yeah, everything,” he smiles. “Do you like it?”

“Like it? I love it!!”

“Am I forgiven?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Not talking to you was killing me.”

Lucifer pulls you into him and kisses you, glad to have overcome this with you.

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stanathanxoox · 4 months

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Samael

gif not mine

Being touch-starved and needy was really starting to mess with their reputation as a tough guy. - Lucifer x reader

It was something that he was only slightly ashamed of. The need to constantly be in his girlfriends presence, or his favourite thing having some part of himself holding her in some way, was only a slight dampner to his reputation of being a tough guy. But he, the fallen angel from heaven with the promiscuous reputation had fallen so deeply in love with Y/N the minute he laid eyes on her, and from that moment onwards he couldn’t bare to be apart from her. For the first time in weeks you were getting the chance to see your girlfriend again as she had been out of state to visit her family and now she was back and in your arms.

“I missed you so much my sweet Y/N” you whisper as you place a kiss against her forehead

“I missed you too Samael” she says, the only human who had ever used your angel name. You squeeze her tightly before pulling away and holding her hand before taking her luggage in the other.

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mightbeawriter · 22 days

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Hey everybody, Intended needs to go on hiatus for a bit. I didn't want to do it, but it's necessary, and the chapter I posted this past Monday is the best spot to leave it until I can get more written. I'll let you know when it's back!

#i am not a writer #lucifer morningstar #lucifer fanfiction #lucifer fanfic #lucifer ff #lucifer on netflix #fanfic #chloe decker #lucifer fic #intended

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michaeldemiurgossociety · 9 months

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Ao3′s Board Voting is Coming Up in August - Be AWARE

This is about Ao3 where most of us post our fics, and since fanfic dot net won't allow NC-17 or R rated fics, then a LOT of us rely on Ao3.

There will be board member elections starting on August 11th. If you can afford it, to become a voting member, you need to give a 10 dollar (US) donation here and OPT IN at that time as a voting member - https://elections.transformativeworks.org/voting/

This is important because a Missouri conservative Republican politician who in her day job as a politician has worked to enact book bans in Missouri and whose big platform is protecting children from social media online named AUDREY R. is running for the board. She cannot be allowed on. Whoever you choose to vote for as your 4 top picks, DO NOT VOTE FOR AUDREY R.

There is also a live Q&A with her on July 29th at 6 pm USA est time - https://elections.transformativeworks.org/2023-candidate.../

If you are on discord, feel free to go and ask Audrey R what "protecting children" means to her because it almost always means to limit kink and limit queer fic in general. When I know when the voting link is up for those of us who choose to join/becoming voting members of OTW (the parent board for AO3), then I will let you all know and give the link here as a reminder when elections/voting open in August.

Thank you so we can keep Ao3 full of kink and queerness and sex and blasphemy as the universe intended!

#mdas #lucifer #lucifer tv #lucifer netflix #lucifer fic #fanfiction #fanfic

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theotherbuckley · 8 months

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Fic stats game <3

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words.

Tagged by: @your-catfish-friend @eddiediaztho @wikiangela @thewolvesof1998 @wildlife4life <33

So I have 2 9-1-1 fics but I’ll include other fics too

Most hits: Because You’re Exhausting (M - 10k - 9-1-1)

A depresso-espresso fic with Buck dealing with the aftermath of the lawsuit. All thoughts/feelings from the characters are how I thought the characters would feel and not actually blaming anyone sksksk. Anyways this fic is REALLY sad and major trigger warnings in the fic notes

Second most kudos: Cow eyes (G - 2286 - Buddie 9-1-1)

Eddie’s in hospital Buck tries not to break down except it’s super duper wholesome and Buck obsesses over Eddie’s eyes and also says a lot of cute fun facts

Third most comments: Justice for the fallen angel (T - 16k - Lucifer - unfinished.. oops)

Post season 3 finale, Chloe sees Lucifer’s face and tries to accept him. Lucifer struggles with his past. It’s unlikely to ever be finished :(

Forth most bookmarks: Falling (M - 10k - Criminal Minds)

Reid struggles with a drug addiction after Tobias Hankel. Once again major trigger warnings in tags.

Fifth most words: i feel lonely in the darkness (T - 2136 - Lucifer)

A sort of poetic fic about Lucifer in hell and Chloe back on earth. Out of all my Lucifer fics I actually really like this one.

Least words: I’m terrified (T - 749 - Lucifer)

Just a dramatic rewriting of a scene of Chloe’s betrayal and Lucifer actually communicating his feelings.

I’m gonna be honest my Lucifer fics were pretty rubbish compared to my writing now. I wrote them years and years ago and so like only my criminal minds and 9-1-1 fics do I actually like but I’m really proud of those tbh.

Anyways… tagging people if you wanna do it no pressure: @alyxmastershipper @king-buckley @housewifebuck @jesuisici33 @crowleywasagryffindor @bucksbirthmark @watchyourbuck @elvensorceress

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mammss · 1 year

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mc saves the holidays!!

🎄 @omsecretsanta2022 here's my secret santa fic!! my person was @kage7ama this was so fun to participate in and i hope you enjoy it as much as i did!! happy holidays ❤️

🎄mc x lucifer

🎄lucifer hating christmas and terrorizing everyone, mc saving the day, fluff, sfw

For demons who have lived longer than the earth itself they sure never get tired of partaking in human traditions unlike Lucifer who is seconds away from convincing Diavolo to ban them. In his eyes halloween was pointless as he could dress as himself every year, thanksgiving was about eating lots of seasonal food with love ones and he does that already on account his brother is the avatar of gluttony, seeing humans celebrate his fathers resurrection during easter gives him a headache and an empty bottle of demonus, asmo and mammon turn the entire devildom upside down on valentines day, the anti-lucifer league got april fools day banned centuries ago, new years made no sense to him as to why he should be celebrating another year to look forward to when he’s got plenty more but Christmas, oh diavolo, Christmas was his least favorite human holiday.

Why should he celebrate his father's birthday? I mean maybe if he was still an angel then he would have pulled all the stops for him but now celebrating Christmas in the HoL was a myth, that was until you wormed your way into his inky black heart. Which brings us to an uneventful afternoon where he couldn’t believe that the love of his life whom he thought understood him and reassured him on his darkest days would be singing christmas songs and stringing up lights in the hallway with mammon. He knows he told you his feelings towards this cursed holiday so why go behind his back and do something like this? Striding up to the both of you blinded by anger he clears his throat

“Mc I assume you know my rules about…Christmas… and how we don’t celebrate it in this house. So I demand you and mammon tear these lights down and turn off that awful music before I punish you both ten fold.”

“Awww come on lucifer! Ya don't gotta do all that over some Christmas lights! They just wanted to get all of us in the Christmas spirit. Hang loose will ya? Oh! And while you're over there Luce could ya hand me the hammer these lights won’t stay in place.” Mammon protested.

“Mammons right Lucifer, I know you don’t like Christmas but these lights were just too cute not to hang up! And Christmas lights are universal so they can be hung up anytime anywhere. I just chose to do it now since I'm in the holiday mood!” You reasoned. There was no way Lucifer the grinch was gonna make you tear down the hard work you and Mammon did.

“Fine. Since you won't listen to me, how about I knock the Christmas spirit out of you?” Lucifer smirked. Grabbing the both of you to inevitably punish your “animalistic” behavior.

After the light fiasco you couldn’t or precisely wouldn’t give up on the holiday season just because of your boyfriend. You knew why he didn’t like it but never expected him to react the way he did, laying on your bed starfish style had you reminiscing about previous christmases in the human world spending time with loved ones, baking, shopping till you drop, the weather. Experiencing all of those little moments December came with became the main reason why you celebrate it like you do. And maybe just maybe with the christmas ban lucifer would change his mind once he understands your point of view. Jumping out of bed you had a crazy idea but an idea that might change everything (or at least you hoped).

Tree decorating was the start of the holiday season to most families in the human world. Setting up the tree, the fire cracking in the background, a classic holiday movie played to make it entertaining, decorating with all sorts of ornaments, heartfelt or store bought brought families together even if it's just for a couple hours and that's exactly what you planned to do. Finding a pine tree in the devildom was the first problem as they’re none. Spending hours in the forest only gave you false hope and going to any store you came across empty shelves and dust. Still not giving up on a tree you go back outside to find a tiny tree suitable for Christmas but more like a table decoration, you cut the tree and come back to the house to prepare.

hey Lucifer, are you busy right now? You message him silently hoping he’d say no.

Yes, but what do you need my assistance for?

Cursing to yourself you have no choice but to bait him.

wellllll i can’t explain over text but only you can help me the avatar of pride knows lots about it :)

If you need me I guess it can’t be helped. Where are you?

Smirking into the phone you continued the conversation.

common room! be here ASAP!!!!

Triple checking you had everything and more, you patiently waited for the man of the hour to arrive. It didn’t take long for him to show knowing only you could pull him away from his work with pleading eyes while stroking his ego.

“Mc. What did you do to my common room?” He stared blankly at you.

“Only what I had to do to get you in the Christmas mood Luci! I have the fire going, I hung up the lights and garlands by myself. Oh and playing on the TV is a really popular christmas movie humans watch all the time! And here's the main event, the HoL’s very own Christmas tree!” You showed off proudly.

You were about to pick up some decorations until you noticed Lucifer about to leave, bolting to him you grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back onto the couch.

“Look here. I know you don’t like the holidays but that doesn’t mean you can’t come terrorize people, just watch me decorate the tree for a little bit alright? Think of this as a little break from working.” Quietly sighing. Tree decorating was a failure but that didn't mean you were in the dog house just yet.

Picking up some tinsel, ornaments and lights you went to work decorating your tiny tree. It sucked not having your boyfriend want any part in this but on the plus side he stayed with you the entire time. You could tell he wanted to say something until you heard screaming and Lucifer's name being called by his brothers.

“Sigh, what do these idiots need now?” Getting up from the couch and walking to the noise you were left with your tree and some christmas spirit left in you.

Phase one didn't work but you could come up with another plan, you were going to show Lucifer the christmas spirit whether he liked it or not. Scheming for phase two you went to grab the star for the tree only to find it missing. You brushed it off and left the tree on the coffee table for everyone to look at.

Shopping was another staple for the holiday season whether that be for family, friends, whoever. Everyone feels joyous when they get something they really wanted and with deals throughout the month who wouldn't? Though the question remains…what would Lucifer like? Past gifts should have helped you in some sense like records, demonus and poison apples but those are all gifts he gets all the time and as much as he likes them it wouldn't be all that meaningful.

You thought of what he needed, past shopping trips, a conversation in passing you had but came up empty. The only person than yourself who knows Lucifer the best would be a certain prince and butler and with two demons in mind you left for the castle.

“Well what a sight to see you here mc. What brings you here?” Barbatos questioned.

“Is Diavolo busy? I need to ask him something but I’m sure you might help me as well.” You said with a smile.

Guided to one of the many living rooms in the castle Barbatos excused himself to grab the prince and once he walked inside he was more than happy to help you in your quest for the perfect gift. He talked about stationary lucifer questions in passing, clothes he said he’d buy later many ideas spewed at you but you were thankful nonetheless.

“Thank you so much for the help! I know Lucifer will be confused come Christmas morning but he deserves this.” Blushing at your own words you could picture him complaining about the gifts and going off on you.

“I’m glad I could help mc, but tell me more about Christmas and how it works?”

“Well Christmas is a very popular holiday where you spend the day with loved ones and open gifts you bought for each other. For children they believe Santa brought them, he’s a character made up but they’re tons of movies and books made telling his story. You can even get a picture with him at malls!” Excitedly stating.

“Okay now tell me about what people do on Christmas morning.”

“Everyone celebrates it differently but it's usually done by everyone waking up and going to the living room where all the presents are under the tree and everyone gets a chance at opening them and being surprised.”

“Mc why don’t we go shopping for Lucifer's gift? I’m more than happy to assist you and celebrate Christmas with you.” Jumping up from the couch he grabbed his coat and rushed you out the castle doors with barbatos following suit.

The rest of the afternoon was spent well for the most part, you ended up buying all sorts of gifts for the tree and made sure to slip some presents the prince and butlers way. The shops were glowing with festive lights and decorations, everyone looked so happy bags in hand chatting past you guys. Only you wished your boyfriend was here.

After shopping and getting something to eat nearby you parted ways with the royals and excitedly went back to your room to wrap presents. Having everything laid out you wrapped Lucifer's first adding excessive bows and flashy wrapping paper you knew he’d hate but it made a good laugh. Thinking of the gifts gave you another splendid idea on how to lift the ban, packing all your unwrapped gifts you made a move.

The door to his study slammed open; he scowled at the intruder only to soften the glare once he knew it was you. Looking up and down at the shopping bag in his hands he sighed knowing this was another scheme but proceeded to listen to you.

“I have gifts I need help wrapping…”

“No mc.”

“Why not? Please, these are for your brothers.” You asked.

“Diavolo hasn’t answered me all afternoon and I need his advice on something so until I hear from him I cannot help you wrap gifts for my brothers that cause me pain.” Just speaking of them gave him a headache.

“It won’t take long! I only bought them a couple things and some things can be bagged.” you giggled at the bags rumbling in front of his face. Clearly not hooked on his refusal.

A spread of boxes, wrapping paper, bows, string and stray paperwork littered his desk. You decided to split the job while you bagged gifts Luci got the pleasure to put his perfectionism to the test and wrap. Some huffs and rustling later you got a lot done and both of you enjoyed the time even if the start was rocky. With only one gift left you both worked on it, you decorating and him wrapping.

“See? I knew we could get this done in no time. You’re the only one who can wrap gifts with so much precision.” You joked.

He chuckled and smiled. Pulling you closer to him to stay that way for a while basking in each other's presence. Your heads resting on top of each other.

“Will you lift the Christmas ban now?” Asking softly.

“No, but I have to admit you’re really obsessed with the holidays.”

“What do you mean no?” Separating from him.

“I hate Christmas for the sole reason it reminds me of the past, specifically my father and my days as an angel. As you already know. But the lengths you’ll go to make me see your point of view is so you.” He turned to look at you softly.

“The lights in the hallways? To help lift my brother's Christmas spirit, I watched you look for a tree for hours on end and you spent all that work decorating the common room. I wanted to help you put the star on the tree but alas I was too late and today asking Diavolo what to give me?”

“Seeing you try to make me see the good in things is…comforting. I can sorta see why this holiday means so much to you.” He said.

“So why not lift the ban if you understood my attempts?” Cocking your head in confusion.

“LUCIFER ARE YA DONE YET? WE WANNA OPEN GIFTS!” Mammons voiced.

“So I can surprise you and do this.” Lucifer grabbed your hand and guided you to the common room.

The house was entirely decorated head to toe in all sorts of decorations. Your tiny tree was replaced with a bigger one fit for presents which littered the floor in a vast array of shapes, designs and colors. Everyone was waiting patiently for the two of you to sit down and as you did you felt so happy to be celebrating with your boyfriend.

“How about we ease into the holiday season? Can we compromise on that?” Lucifer purred.

With blush covering your face you smiled at him fondly.

“I suppose, let's shake on it.” Pulling your hand out in front of him he grabbed it and pulled you closer.

“How about this way?” Lucifer pulled you in for a tender kiss.

“Happy holidays mc.”

“Happy holidays to you to lucifer.”

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