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#lucifer x reader fluff
senseichaos · 2 months
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HEADCANNONS
Dating Lucifer
NSFW AND SFW
Protective. He's insecure, right? So I think he's probably protective in the way where if you're somewhere where he isn't he'd text you once every five minutes checking up on you and asking where you are. He really wants you to be safe, as well.
Clingy, he likes you to be around him for as long as possible. He also loves it when you're attached to his hip, it makes him feel loved and appreciated in a way he can't describe.
When he met you stopped wearing his wedding ring so you wouldn't assume he was still with Lilith. He wanted to make the best impression, of course.
Touchy, he will often randomly squeeze your thigh or ruffle your hair in a fatherly manor. Or sometimes he'll just give you a random peck on the lips if he feels like it.
Made you a duck that looks like him so you can have him with you wherever you go, he's sort of sentimental like that.
Of course, sentimental. He loves to give you random items or even just food that he thinks you'll like, and he'll usually make a big prideful scene if you do the same for him.
If you're taller than him during sex you always have to be below him, he likes to feel big and powerful during sex.
DADDY KINK OKAY I SAID IT. He adoores it when you call him daddy, he absolutely ADORES it. He can't even explain why, just that feeling he gets whenever you do is like nothing else.
Likes to praise more than degrade during sex, but if he's in a mood could very much degrade you.
Likes it when you wear his clothes, specifically his hat. He likes to see you wearing things of his especially when you're out so everyone knows you're with him. People don't tend to mess with you anyway cause you're with him a lot of the time.
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Relationship overview
Relationship health: 95/100 (he could work on his attachment and clinginess issues, but depending on the partner, clinginess could be good or bad)
Relationship affection: 100/100 (He is so cuddly! Loves to touch you all the time! If he could he'd have you attached to him so he could hug you all day)
Relationship sex: 85:100 (doesn't always have the time or stamina, he is the ruler of hell of course)
Relationship love: 100/100 (he looooooves you :3 (all I have to say))
Relationship strength: 85/100 (he often worries that you're going to leave him which does put some pressure on you a lot)
Relationship overview: 93/100 (genuinely a nice guy who can sometimes be misunderstood. But he always has the best intentions!
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osachiyo · 5 months
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lovesick!lucifer who'll stare at you from across the room, laughing at one of his younger brother's stupid jokes. sighing, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose− he wishes he could make you laugh like that− wait, what was he thinking? he should really get back to work.
lovesick!lucifer who'd ask you to come over to his office for no actual reason. secretly hoping that you'd stay and keep him company, but his pride wouldn't allow him to actually say it to you.
lovesick!lucifer who feels conflicted− why was he feeling this way towards a mere human, you? he'd never feel this way before− so why was he feeling so.. strange towards you?
lovesick!lucifer who isn't too fond of sweets, but takes you to cute little bakeries and cafes just to see your face light up, a grin splaying on your soft lips as you thank him. oh devils, you couldn't get cuter.
lovesick!lucifer who'd actually thinking of lessening some of mammon's punishments, your pleading eyes almost too much for him to resist.
lovesick!lucifer who finally, finally gathers himself to confess to you. putting on his favorite cologne− the one that you complimented, fixing his hair about a million times to ensure that he looks perfect.
lovesick!lucifer who picks out the highest quality of red roses for you, the same color of his painted nails, symbolizing the passion and love he felt for you.
lovesick!lucifer who's face falls when he's about to enter the room, stopping in his tracks as soft giggles spill out of your room. the door slightly ajar. he knows he shouldn't take a peek, but he can't help himself. curiosity getting the best of him− and as the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
lovesick!lucifer who watches, watches as you lay on top of the fourth born, head resting on his chest, while your twinkling eyes hold so much love and adoration for his younger brother.
lovesick!lucifer who's heart shatters into a million pieces as he watches you kiss satan's face, smushing his cheeks together, affectionately bumping your nose against his cheek. he gently closed the door shut, not wanting to peek any further. footsteps heavy as his broken heart against the carpeted floor, as he returns back to his office.
lovesick!lucifer who pours himself another glass of demonus, the alcohol burning in his throat as he gulps it down. he should've known, really. pride dwindling as his eyes land on the forgotten bouquet of crimson roses sitting on his table. he really should've known better.
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reverie-starlight · 1 month
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lucifer in love
in which the avatar of pride tries and fails to get you out of bed
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gn!MC, no physical descriptions. fluff. fluff. fluff. lucifer is scared but it’s okay, he’s just not used to being in love yet, he’ll get there, he swears it. pet names (including little lamb once bc it’s canon). he’s literally so in love.
this has no bearing on the fic, but in my mind this is OG game a few months into your relationship, not NB setting. also I sprinkle in some of my own lore headcanons here.
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lucifer was not a morning demon.
everyone in the house of lamentation knew it. his brothers would normally steer clear of him until breakfast (aside from the days that satan and belphie were feeling particularly confident), even diavolo and barbatos knew better than to start drowning him with work before a certain time of day.
coincidentally, you weren’t exactly built for mornings, either.
but still, lucifer had incredible resolve and far more years of discipline built up within him than you did. which obviously made the mornings you’d wake up in his bed difficult for both of you.
“my love, it’s time to wake up,” he leaned over your sleeping body placed a hand on your shoulder. he was already fully dressed and (somewhat) ready to brave the early morning hours. he wanted to let you sleep in as long as possible, and it pained him to rouse you from such serenity, but he also knew you’d miss breakfast if he let you rest any longer. and then you’d really be cranky.
his lips formed a small yet genuine, fond smile when he heard you grumbling. “nooo, just a bit longer…” your voice was muffled by his sheets, and you tried to turn away from him.
“little lamb…” he warned, but there was no real bite behind it and you knew it. lucifer knew well that you were as stubborn as he was, so it wasn’t surprising to him in the slightest when you kept pleading with him.
“pleaseee lucifer, come lay with me for a bit longer. I want you near me.”
he sighed. he dared not show any signs of how tempted he was by you. the irony of a human being the one to tempt a demon.
but he did not waiver. “MC, you’ll be late if you stay in bed any longer.”
“so what?” you whined indignantly. “I haven’t been late or even missed a class in weeks- in fact you showed me just last night how deserving I was of a reward for good behaviour. let’s just play hooky today.”
he rolled his eyes slightly. of course you would use his excuse for getting you into his room last night against him to sleep in longer.
you turned to him, laying on your back and staring up at his unamused face with a still-sleepy grin of your own. “come on, baby, just lay with me. we don’t have to skip if you insist on going, but being a little late won’t hurt, you know?”
he blinked and tried to keep his composure. he still wasn’t quite used to being on the receiving end of pet names, and human ones at that, but you had been growing quite comfortable with throwing them at him lately.
this was the third time you had called him that in the past week, and he still wasn’t sure if he liked it or not… he’d need it to be tested a few more times before he could make a final decision.
He didn’t feel the need to test out terms of endearment- he knew what he was comfortable saying and calling you, and you never seemed to complain with him sticking with some of the more… classic? is that how you put it? names. with the exception of little lamb. obviously.
if he was being honest, though, he had been holding back. human world terms of endearment felt so lacklustre in comparison to those in infernal. he would never admit this, but he was… hesitant to use devildom terms of endearment on you.
often times they couldn’t be translated into any human language, nor could the feelings they spoke of be conveyed differently. the things that lucifer wanted to call you were akin to that of a declaration of complete devotion forever and always. even by demon standards they were intense, because they basically promised that even after death, there would be no one else.
his hesitation was not because he was unsure if he felt the emotions they conveyed for you. not at all, he knew his feelings and yours as well.
but you’ve thrown him for a loop. even if he was sure… he wanted to wait a bit before showing you just how deep his feelings ran. because the intensity of it all was something he had never felt for anyone in all his millennia. the fact that he had someone he could even toss around the idea of using those names on… those feelings were just for him to get comfortable with, so that when he was truly ready, he could pull it off without a hitch.
he wondered if lilith had felt for her human anywhere close to what he felt for you, sometimes, but he always buried that thought away as quickly as it popped into his mind.
blame it on his pride getting in the way, or call it what it was- fear of what being in love was doing to him and what it would continue to do to him. and what it meant he would be willing to do for you…
“uh, lucifer? my love? you’re staring off into space, is everything okay?”
your voice brought him out of his thoughts and the concern within it made him warm inside.
he was still leaning over you, hand gently gripping your shoulder, and your face was wrinkled with worry. he loved you.
until he had it all worked out, he’d show you as much as he could through human declarations of love and lots of action.
he looked down at his wrist as if to check a non-existent watch. “fine, I suppose there’s time to spare.”
he let the sound of your victorious laughter wash all over him and bathed in the feeling of your arms around his neck after he crawled over you to reach his side of the bed.
your smile was radiant, and he felt another piece of the armour encasing his heart chip away. he had been feeling that a lot since you first started the exchange program, but even more so since you both began your relationship.
there was no stopping this, he was falling headfirst into unknown territory for the second time in his life, for a completely different reason this time.
but he’d never ask for anything else. because just like the first time, he figured that this could only result in changing his life for the better as well.
once again he had to shake himself out of his thoughts. you were smiling and talking about one thing or another- he missed the start of the conversation- and playing with his tie.
lucifer was not a morning demon. he woke up exhausted, he dreaded the pile of work forever thrown at him. but his resolve was insanely strong.
maybe he’d give in to you more often if it meant he got to have you like this, in his arms, laughing at his ruined resolve and how weak he is for you, for the rest of your life.
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haha get it? rest of your life bc you’re mortal and he’s not?
anyway I hope you enjoyed!!
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shunsuiken · 12 days
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cw. luci carries gn!reader and reader is just flustered by how easy it is for him + i don’t mention reader’s weight he just carries you + also can u tell im having luci brainrot 🧍🏻‍♀️
lucifer calls you to his quarters one day, using that sing-songy tone that makes you giggle. but after a few moments of waiting, the blond frowns and wonders why its taking you so long to respond and go over to where he is. so he gets up from his chair and practically waddles to where you are and finds you lying on a couch, staring at the ceiling.
“is there something on the ceiling that i should know about too, or something?” lucifer tilts his head, scratching his chin as his glaze flickers between the ceiling and your lying figure.
“i’m just—” you breathe, chest rising, “—so exhausted. i had a 12-hour shift and i don’t think i can move a single limb at this point.”
“you know i can just zip-zap your boss to make them disappear, right?” he kneels beside you, folding his arms over his knees. his frown returns upon further inspection of your face, the radiance from your skin tone has been drained completely from you.
a smile rushes to your face as you chuckle softly, using every ounce of your energy to roll onto your side and boop the tip of his nose. “yes i’m quite aware my partner is the ruler of this realm but i do want to stick to having a job instead of lounging around, y’know?”
lucifer’s innocent smile grows onto his lips as you boop his nose, his eyes momentarily following your finger’s movement, making him look so adorable. he hums, brows raising in excitement from your actions, “i think you’re so hot for that.”
before you can respond, he lifts a finger and puts it against your lips. “but also, i need some feedback on a new rubber duck i put together—uhm, do you think-”
“absolutely—yes, obviously, i can do that—i would never say no. however-” you give him a sheepish look. “i don’t think i can manage to walk over there right now.”
lucifer blinks at you owlishly. a moment of silence passes by. then he throws his arms in the air, realisation hitting him. “hold on, i can just carry you!”
“what.” your eyes widen, shaking your head. “okay, no, you don’t have to do that. i can wa-”
“don’t be silly, honey.” you can barely get another word out when he slides his arms under you, lifting you with such ease that it stuns you into silence. your lips are clammed together, thoughts buffering as you attempt to process the situation. although your arms seem to have easily found purchase around his neck…
lucifer let out not a single grunt, huff nor even a sigh; his expression remains unchanged, that fond smile adorning his pretty lips. it sends boiling heat straight to your face. he may be a small guy but he is the king of hell… strength checks out.
“honey?” he calls out to you from your lack of response.
crimson eyes observe your expression. lucifer doesn’t mean to brag but he thinks he has an inkling of why you’re behaving such a way. the corner of his lips quirk up with such smugness, you’re already bracing yourself for the cocky behaviour he’s going to begin displaying.
“what? cat got your tongue?” he cocks his brow at you when you immediately avert your gaze elsewhere.
“n-no. just caught me off guard, that’s all.” your entire neck is flushed. being able to feel his breath blowing against your skin there is making this position feel way more intimate than it should be. “now let me see the duck you wanted feedback on.”
lucifer giggles at your tone, so obviously trying to change the topic of conversation. sure he wants feedback on that rubber duck but gosh, oh golly! just look again the way you’re behaving… you’re even kicking your feet! so adorable, so fucking cute, he thinks.
he promptly makes a beeline for his room, taking advantage of the position you’re in to graze his lips over your ear lobe, cooing, “darling, i could get used to this kind of look on your face.”
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mournings-stars · 1 month
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doubt comes in
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happy valentines day, here's my apology in advance for the angst. this is heavily based on the story of orpheus and eurydice specifically in the musical hadestown (my fav) with inspo from the lyrics so a lot of this is written with the intention to rhyme and be in a hadestown-esque song.. I probably wont write like this often, but i hope y'all like it there's one mention of pronouns (she/her) with lilith since i basically swapped the reader for orpheus and luci for eurydice but other than that i don't think there's much to indicate this is a fem!reader but this is an angel!reader if anyone would like a precursor with fluff, i'll compensate yall for the dramatic greek angst
part 2 (prelude) part 3 (prelude pt. 2) part 4 (prelude pt. 3) part 5/finale (semi-alt ending)
It was a long way down; winding, golden steps in a narrow hall that you didn’t know the depth of until you reached the bottom. Your legs ached with each step, and your wings fought not to fly the rest of the way. You could see it in the distance when you reached the ground, the red heat of the pride ring, and the home you were headed to. 
It hadn’t been long since Lucifer fell, maybe a few months since he and his love were banished to the darkness he created with the worst of humankind, but you were given a blessing. 
Sera, the oldest of the angels, allowed you to go down to Hell to retrieve him. There was a catch, however, one that made you wary as you now neared his home. 
You could only retrieve Lucifer. He had to leave his love, and you had to trust that he would follow you. You had to lead the way back up the golden staircase she created for you, all the way to the very top where the golden gates you knew so well waited for you. Lucifer had to walk behind you without a sound; he couldn’t assure you that he was there. You just had to trust one another. To follow, and not to check. 
You couldn’t turn around. 
Finally, you reached his home, knocking on the door and waiting patiently before it was opened. “It’s you…” You knew his voice well, the sound of it making your heart swell as you wrapped your arms around him. 
He was quick to return the embrace, the ache in your legs vanishing for a moment in his arms. “It’s me.” He sighed, hugging you tighter and shutting his eyes with his head on your chest. He could hear the drumming of your heart, and he knew if he held you long enough he’d be back in Heaven when he opened his eyes.
But he had to let go.
“How are you here?” He asked a question and it was like a melody, clear as day and symphonic as the winds that flowed beside you as you descended that steep staircase down to Hell. He stepped back, hands lingering until you stepped away. 
“Sera allowed me to come down,” you said. “She said I could bring you back — that you could leave this place…” You looked around, shifting uncomfortably in the unnatural heat before you turned back to him with a gentle smile. “Come home with me.”
He laughed, shaking his head. “It’s a trick. She’s never liked me—“
“No!” You grabbed his hands, forcing him to look at you. “It’s a trial — or a second chance at one.”
It had taken you days to get down. You hadn’t seen Lucifer in months. A few days without looking back at him would be nothing if that meant an eternity back home.
He squeezed your hands, looking down at them and suddenly feeling that it might just be possible. “How?”
“It took a while,” you said quietly. “She didn’t want to listen, but I knew you had the best intentions. I convinced her, and she’s letting you come home.”
“She’s letting me try.” He looked down, dropping your hands and frowning at the ground. “What’s the catch?”
“You have to follow me—“
“I can do that,” he said quickly. 
“And you can’t touch me, or speak to me. You just have to trust that I’ll get us there and that I won’t look back—“
He cut you off with a dry laugh. “Just?” He laughed harder. “We both know how this will go.”
“I trust you to follow me. Don’t you trust me?”
“Of course I do!” His hands went to your face, holding gently. You moved out of his grip, feeling the coolness of the band on his left hand. “We were always close; I trust you, I just… don’t trust her—“
“You should go, Lu,” a voice came from behind him, and the woman you recognized from Eden stood there. Her hair, long and blonde, flowed behind her in non-existent winds. Her smile made you understand why he fell — why he would for her. “Go home with her.”
It was decided then. Just one encouraging push from his love and he was prepared to leave. He looked back at her, giving a smile that made you look away as you turned. 
As they said their goodbyes, you waited quietly, kicking at the ground absentmindedly until Lucifer put a hand on your shoulder. “Ready?” You nodded. “Alright.”
“We can walk together until we reach the stairs… Then, from there, we’re on our own.”
“I won’t leave you alone,” he assured. “I’ll make sure you get back home.”
You frowned at his wording, taking his hand. “We’ll both go home.”
He nodded, correcting himself and squeezing your hand, “I’ll make sure we both get home.”
You nodded. “Let’s go.”
The walk was quiet before it had to be, doubt already coming in and making its way between you. What would happen when you reached the stairs? Would he follow behind you? Who were you to think he would, when his love had to stay in a place like this? 
“How bad was it?” Lucifer asked you. “Are you sure you want to go now?” You nodded. “Aren’t you tired?”
“I can rest when we’re home.” You gave him a smile that made him do the same. “You want to go back, don’t you?”
He had his doubts. He doubted that he could. He doubted he could make it all that way. He hadn’t seen you in months, and all he wanted was to talk to you — all he could do was touch you — but there was silence now. Didn’t that mean it’d be easy not to speak? Not to touch you… After all this time. After he found someone to love—
“Sera said if we make it, she’ll listen to you,” you tried, hoping he’d respond. He hadn’t even realized he didn’t answer you. “Maybe we can bring Lilith up soon.”
“I’d like that.”
The smile you gave him made him reach out his hand, the look on your face forced and sorrowful as you walked ahead of him. He wanted to take your hand for comfort — to both of you — but how was he supposed to go days without it if he couldn’t fight a simple urge now?
“We’re here…” You stopped some time later, silence blanketing the two of you a long time ago. 
But now it was for a different reason. 
Great golden steps stood before you, spiraling high up into thick clouds that shielded the true height of the stairs. 
But even from here they looked endless. 
“We can’t fly, can we?” Lucifer asked, half joking. 
“That’d be nice, wouldn’t it?” You laughed, but it died out quickly. “Are you sure you want to do this? You can turn back now…” You swallowed your pride. “Go home to her… It’ll be days of walking, and going back up is much harder than coming down.”
He took a moment to understand what you were telling him, but surely told you, “If you were down here, I’d come to find you, too.” That brought a smile to your face. There was another pause before he asked, “would you follow me?”
You nodded. “Anywhere.” Even here. 
He smiled, taking your hand like he wanted to before. “Then show the way.”
You squeezed his hand before turning to the stairs and letting go, savoring that last touch until you could do it again; back home. You took a deep breath before taking the first step. 
Immediately, a marble wall surrounded the staircase, and you could only imagine that the steps were shielded, a wall blocking off the first stair as you started to go back up. 
You couldn’t hear a thing, not even your own footsteps as you climbed step after step. 
Lucifer, on the other hand, could hear your footsteps echoing; one after the other, each of your steps right after the other, and sounding like the dull pounding of a drum. He couldn’t tell if it was comforting or foreboding, but he listened anyway. This was how he’d make it through, he decided. To the steady sounds of drumming. 
But you were struggling. Coming down and back up so soon had made you tired already, but doubt weighing you down didn't help any. You let out a breath before beginning to hum as a way to ground yourself to these hellish stairs. 
It was a song both of you knew well; there were no words or swells to make you know what came next, just an endless melody that the winds would sing as they carried the seasons through the Earth. Long before Lucifer went to see the world, this was how you knew it. Through the songs nature sang. 
But now he knew the world much better than you did. He didn’t need this song anymore. You doubted he even remembered it,
but no, he was humming along, hoping you could hear that he remembered your song. He remembered how beautiful it was, and how when you sang it, the entirety of Heaven could feel your warmth — your love. It was why you were given the task to change the seasons, your song persuading nature into the most beautiful summers and captivating winters. But what else could he expect from an angel of Virtue? Could he expect that the love that he felt all throughout Heaven would ever be for him? How could he expect anything from you? 
Pride does not deserve Humility. 
And doubt comes in; he thought about turning back, letting you go alone, but even when he stopped for just a moment you kept walking. You trusted him to follow you, and as you hummed the song of nature, he felt that same love that he used to. The same warmth that was now pushing him up the endless stairs after you. The same winds that made him want to reach out and touch you, just to remind you that he was there. Just to see you look back at him. 
But he knew what you were doing, using your gift of song to bring nature into this empty place so it could push you to keep going. You hoped the winds would push you up, but they weren’t strong enough. 
You weren’t strong enough for this. 
The song stopped after a while, but you continued to climb, up, and up, and further up to no avail. If it hadn’t been that there was only one path, you would’ve questioned whether or not you were going the right way. 
It was harder going back. 
But there was hope; a faint, golden light that led you back home. A faint, golden light that told you you were so close. A faint, golden light that made you want to turn, smile at him, and say, “we’re almost home,” but you stopped yourself and kept going. 
You were much further than almost, but you were getting there. And this light pulled you to keep. Going. 
You didn’t care for the exhaustion, or the pain, you didn’t think about the hunger, or the thirst. You kept in mind that you would sleep, rest, eat, and drink when you made it home with him. 
When he made it home with you. He would worry about how tired you must’ve been. He would worry how much pain you were in — and he would worry about his own once he made it home with you. But he saw how you faltered, hand on the wall to keep yourself going, and he knew he couldn’t make it much longer like this. 
But you trusted him, he had to try. 
And doubt comes in. 
He doubted how much longer he could take this. He doubted how much longer he could watch you fade into exhaustion and pain without doing anything about it. 
He doubted that Sera didn’t expect this to happen.   
He doubted, and doubted, until you were finally there. Until you were almost sure he hadn’t followed you. Until your legs gave out on the final step and you felt him rush to keep you from falling. You felt his hands keeping you up and his wings bringing you onto the pale clouds of your home. 
And you turned back. 
But he was happy that you did. He gave you that same smile he gave her and his hands held your face gently. You reached up to grip his wrists as your eyes pooled. Regret; regret for doubting, regret for tiring, for failing. For turning back. “Why would you?” You asked and it was like a broken melody. Clear as summer rain with no symphony to push away the doubt that just kept coming in.
And he spoke to you. He broke every rule. 
“I couldn’t let you fall,” he said, and you knew how he meant it. You knew he never trusted Sera. She knew he’d fail. So did he. But not you. You were the fool that made him put his trust in you.
And now you knew he had to go. And he knew he could never return. 
He tilted your head down, wings fluttering and lifting him off the clouds. He pressed a gentle kiss to your head and said, “Visit again if you can.”
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sister-lucifer · 4 months
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Goodnight, Darling 
Lucifer x Gender Neutral Reader 
Summary: Reader cant sleep, so they decide to go find Lucifer 
Genre: Fluff 
Content/Warnings: Lucifer and Reader already have a bit of a relationship but it’s mostly implied, Luci being sweet, very eepy reader
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You’re not sure what time it is now, and you don’t care to turn over and check. The only sound in your room is the rain thundering down from the night sky, tapping on your window in a soft, erratic rhythm. It’s dark, but not too dark, a bit of light can still reach you from the hallway. Your blankets are as comfortable as ever, thick but not heavy and just warm enough. It’s the most ideally peaceful environment you could ever imagine. 
So why aren’t you asleep?
You’ve been asking yourself that for almost an hour now. By all means, you should’ve been out like a light. You spent all day today running errands and scampering around to do all those things you didn’t have time to this week. You’re exhausted. 
So why. Aren’t. You. Asleep?!
You groan in frustration and stretch out a bit before turning onto your side. You stare at the wall for a few moments, wondering what else you could do. 
It’s too late to make tea, you’ll make too much of a ruckus in the kitchen.
The only melatonin in the house is used by Asmodeus, and he guards his beauty sleep with his life. There’s no way you could sneak into his room. 
It’s probably not a good idea to do any sort of engaging activity, that’ll just wake you up more. 
Nothing, nothing, nothing. Maybe you’re doomed to just lay here until the end of time. You’re starting to wonder if you pissed off one of the brothers enough for them to curse you. 
Wait. 
One of the brothers… 
There’s an idea. 
Before you can stop yourself you’re out of bed and on the ground, carrying a blanket with you on the way. You waste no time getting out of that stale room, and soon you’ve started down the hallway. Your feet patter softly on the pristine tile floors, and the only other noise is the rain coming down outside and video game soundtrack from behind Levi’s closed door. It’s definitely bedtime in the House of Lamentation. 
As you pass by the rooms of the younger brothers, you debate for a split second stopping by each of them, but you don’t. Levi won’t be going to sleep any time soon, Mammon sleep talks, Asmodeus is too stingy about his beauty sleep, Satan kicks in his sleep, and the twins’ unbearable snoring will certainly keep you awake. 
But that’s alright. You’re not looking for any of them. You’re headed for the red door at the end of the hall that’s cracked open just slightly, allowing some soft lamp light to leak out. 
You knew he’d still be awake. 
You press your palm to the door and gently push it open, the soft creaking alerting Lucifer to your presence. He looks up from the book he’s reading in bed, quirking a brow upon your appearance.
“…Human?” He questions, but he doesn’t seem unhappy to see you in the slightest.
“What are you doing here? At this hour, no less.” 
“I’m alright,” You assure him, shutting the door behind you, “I just can’t sleep.” 
He gives a nod of understanding. 
“I see. And you think I can help with that?” 
“Mhm,” You reply simply. You walk up to Lucifer’s bedside, not saying anything but silently asking for his attention with just a look. You clutch the blanket you brought to your chest, making your intentions clear. 
Lucifer sighs. 
He looks at you for a long few moments, and you almost think he’s going to say no. 
But then he marks his page, shuts his book, and sets it on the beside table. He opens his arms and pats the bed next to him. 
“Come on.” 
A tired smile breaks out on your face, and you eagerly crawl into bed next to Lucifer. You fit perfectly up against his side, and his warmth is the perfect sense of comfort in the cold HoL. You curl up a bit, trying to get as close to him as possible. He wraps an arm around you as you pull your blanket over yourself, sighing with content when you finally, truly feel like you could fall asleep. 
“…Comfortable?” Lucifer asks. You only nod in reply. You don’t see it, but he smiles at you before he leans down to kiss your head. He reaches over to turn off the lamp before making himself comfortable as well, though he’s careful not to disturb you. 
After a few moments, you feel him stop moving, and your eyes slowly fall shut. 
“Goodnight, Lucifer…” You say softly. 
“Goodnight,” He replies in kind. 
“I love you,” You add without thinking.
And then there’s silence. For a second your eyes open, and you worry that maybe that wasn’t the right thing to say. Lucifer inhales slowly before finally giving his answer.
“…I love you too,” He says, giving you a little squeeze. 
You relax completely at that, your eyes shutting one more. You lay there only a moment or two before finally, finally, you can feel yourself falling asleep.
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bunnylove1 · 1 month
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.*•Sweet Tears•*.
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~.•Lucifer x reader!
~.•Warnings!: fluff! cuddles! and some soft angst at the beginning, praise from lucifer
~.• enjoy darlings
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  You never understood how to talk about feelings or how to express them, that lead to many loving fights, lucifer just wanted to help you and wanted to be there for you, but he can’t know how to help if you can’t tell him
“Darling please just talk to me what is it princess” lucifer bent down to your crying body that was sat in the front of the bed you shook your head no “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me” he put a hand on your shoulder “well I don’t know what to say, just don’t help me then” your mouth spoke before you thought of the harsh words you were saying
Those words went straight to his head “don’t act like that, you don’t know what your saying your upset” looking up at Lucifer who’s eyes were filled with hurt and sadness, your mascara running and you face wet with salty tears “yes I do, just leave me lucifer” you spat out, in the back of your head you knew what you were talking about and you didn’t want to say it but you were just so filled with emotion that you didn’t have control over your Own words.
“Little angel, come here” even after your gift words lucifer gave you an open arms look pleading you to be in his warm arms, still crying you grabbed him and buried your face in his vest tears feel harder as he closed his arms around you, patting your head a kissing the top of it “shhhh, sweet duckling your okay I’ve got you” he spoke as he picked you up and laid you down one your guys bed, moving next to you placing your head on his chest and resting his onto your head 
“It’s okay my sweet girl, you don’t have to tell me anything I’ll be here for you even if it’s not in words” he continued to brush your hair with his hand making sure to sooth your  worries “I’m sorry…” you mumbled out letting sniffles be heard “I know princess” 
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~.• Just a short story today! I’m working on Adam’s onshot and HCs right now! They’ll be posted tomorrow!
I’m lookin at you lulu
@mylunadies
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serena-babes · 6 days
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So i have this idea about the knights of hell. There can’t be a king and princess without some royal protection. So how do you think the others will react to a Hell Knight Reader? Like reader is like a commander of a group of elite knights. And they came to check up on Charlie and Lucifer! To see if the king and princess are okay after the attack on the hotel.
Brownie points if reader doesn’t smile and are serious all the time! Reader is very dangerous they can and will kill to protect their king and future queen! No romance of course, just platonic relationships. Like Charlie can see reader as an older sibling.
Royal Knight Reader x Lucifer Morningstar + Charlie Morningstar
platonic!˙ᵕ˙✰
Gender neutral!
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omg! this is too cute! i really love the whole knight idea! ⋆。°✩ i did some research on the whole knight system and its SUPER interesting!
might make another one shot of a knight reader with my own little twist・°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°.
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Ever Since Lucifer and Lilith's fall from grace, protection has always been a necessary resource. Y/ns has been there since the beginning pledging allegiance to both the king, queen, and the then young princess serving them for centuries. Y/n and the rest of the knightage fought to make sure to keep hell orderly, or as orderly as hell can get. 
Y/n was much more serious compared to their fellow knights being a Grand Cross comes with its different sets of responsibilities that in their mind “allow for no error.” due to their seemingly frigid exterior outsiders would think Y/n was only following the chivalry code nothing more. But, on the contrary, Y/n did truly care for Morningstars.
This is why Y/n's heart dropped hearing about the extermination coming earlier than expected, it was always busier during this time of year. The number of casualties just from the royal guard was always a hard gap to fill after the massacre was over. But at least, the Morning Stars were spared. This time, however? Y/n wasn't sure everyone was going to come back alive, a direct attack from heaven? Some of their most skilled knights have fallen to the hands of exorcists. How in hell would Charlie ever come out alive? 
But, Y/n takes orders, and Lucifer stops her from interfering. 
“I don't understand why you won't let me do this,” Y/n exclaimed curtly, brows pulled tightly together. The confusion was evident in their tone, their body rigid like a sword. A still silence blankets the room after no response. Y/n, Moving forward through Lucifer's study smoothly dodging various piles of ducks. Continued.
“I am loyal to this family, eternally. And the one chance I am needed…you, tell me to stay?.. Why? She is your daughter. Do you want her blood to spill across the pavement? Because that is what will happen if you let this continue.” Anger started to bubble to the surface as they pointed an accusatory finger at Lucifer.
The silenced followed them 
“You must let me go I have-” Y/n pleading began
“Stop, I order you to stop,” Lucifer said weakly, looking away unsure. It was obvious he was going through his own anxiety and turmoil due to the extermination and the safety of his daughter.
“She has to do this, you.” he looked to Y/n glassy-eyed
“Cannot face heaven” he continued “I don't think anyone here really can… Charlie can hold her own. I mean if anything this could I don't know, um.. steer her away from heaven!” he said, his charismatic exterior seemingly returning to his body.
“Yes…but what do we do if she cannot handle it.” y/n said quietly, mouth pulled into a deep frown.
“Well, who better than me? King of hell! Eh! Eh!” lucifer exclaimed loudly elbowing y/n's rib cage
“This is not a time for humor,” she responded coldly. Lucifer rolled his eyes playfully.
“ Y/n I'm worried about her too, but this is something she needs to do. If I need to I will step in. You have enough to worry about with everybody else looking to you for guidance, have faith in her. So! I order you to stay here!…. Please.” Lucifer exclaimed albeit a little awkwardly since he was not used to giving many orders directly to Y/n's face
Y/n Sighed bending down to kneel “As you wish my king.” 
“Okay okay, you don't have to do all of that! I mean, come on! You're practically family.” Lucifer exclaimed in surprise. 
And so, Y/n trusting Lucifer they went back to their duties. Making preparations for extermination day preoccupied their mind most days. but silently anxiety seeped in. Truthfully, Y/n is terrified of losing Charlie and Lucifer they're the only family they've ever had. Even in life, Y/n wasn't close to anyone as much as they were with the MorningStars, which is why relief flooded Y/n's whole body hearing that both Charlie and Lucifer were safe in the end. After the hotel was rebuilt, they planned a visit to double-check. 
It was your average day at the hotel, Husk was busy cleaning the bar counter with a tattered rag as Angel Dust as well as Vaggie lounged on the couch. Angel, scrolled mindlessly through their phone while Vaggie worked on sharpening her spear. Charlie, of course, was planning new lesson plans with her father. Everything was calm. That was until three loud pounding knocks rumbled through the room.
Vaggie immediately jumped up in defense while everyone slowly turned towards the door, a menacing shadow shown through the glass. The only person who seemed excited was Charlie.
“Wait! Wait! This could be a new guest!” Charlie said excitedly jumping at the opportunity to greet the mysterious person at the door
“Okay everyone, let's remember to smile and introduce ourselves!” she smiled to everyone in the lobby, Alastor now entering the picture to observe.
Charlie swung the door wide open “Welcome to the hazbin hotel!- Y/n!!” 
Charlie embraced Y/n in a bone-crushing hug squealing and spinning both her and the reader around “I'm so excited to see you! It's been so long! Oh! Come and meet everyone!”
But just as Charlie was leading you over to the rest you spot a certain um. Eccentric! red demon
“Oh! What in the unholy hell is that..” y/n exclaimed obviously unsettled by the red demon 
Grimacing at the sight and leaning down Charlie 
“Charlie, I trust your judgment but what… what the HELL is that.” but just as y/n leaned up there he was.
“Alastor, Pleasure to be meeting you dear. Quite a pleasure indeed!” Alastor said enthusiastically jostling you around like a rag doll with his over-excited handshake.
“And who are you? The servant to the morning stars him?” he continued. Lucifer and y/n both make eye contact across the room silently agreeing about their mutual opinion of this “Radio Demon” as he likes to be called.
“More like, protector. What are you hm? The janitor? With that tattered suit, one might think you would be a stray animal who wandered in.” Y/n shot back with a frown and an unimpressed brow
“Alright! y/n! Let um let's meet everybody else! please..” Charlie said steering you away from Alastor you both looked as if you were about to be at each other throats if she didn't intervene 
“Everyone! This is y/n! They are a part of the…” she whispered over to Y/n “Is it the knightage..?”
“Yes, it's the knightage you're right.” y/n had responded quietly they were used to Charlie's struggle with certain words many nights they had to help Charlie with their spelling when she was younger.
“The Knightage! They work for me and Dad.” Everyone had gone silent at this news no one ever thought that they would be meeting the top of the food chain. Royal knights have been seen around hell usually around the time of the extermination, and almost everybody knew not to mess with them. Especially Y/n, just looking at them everyone would think they could snap someone in half without a second thought. Almost everybody there straightened their posture as Y/N's cold gaze flicked over everybody even Alastor tensed up slightly. 
“It's nice to meet everybody, Charlie is very enthusiastic about this hotel of hers, I'm glad it's made its reach to people,” Y/n responded professionally, Charlie looked over the cast of people in the room noting the uncomfortableness of everybody, She knew y/n was…Cold-looking, but she's never seen anyone react to just their presence in such a way. 
The silence lasted for what seemed like an eternity no one daring to speak up 
“So, are both your swords accurate about hitting certain deep spots, or just the one?” Angel spoke up flirtatiously everyone's heads snapping in the direction of the outburst
“What?! Just asking, geese.” replied angel
“My sword is made of iron it's manufactured to hit “deep spots” A knight does not possess two iron swords that would be .. redundant,” Y/n said calmly. Angel had side-eyed Husk when this was said triggering Husk to roll his eyes to mimic annoyance. 
“Speaking of weapons, Vaggie your spear needs to be sharpened. I suggest you sharpen it daily it'll really glide through people like butter if you do.” Y/n continued, they had met Vaggie prior to the hotel but only briefly as Charlie didn't come to the castle much anymore after Lilith left. 
“Oh! Um, thanks!” Vaggie replayed hurriedly intimidated by the tall stance Y/n possessed the heavy armor from neck to toe didn't help them look less menacing either
“By the way, thank you for protecting Charlie and everyone at the hotel.” y/n said slowly moving down to kneel “ I wasn't there myself due to my orders but I am glad to know Charlie is in good hands it brings peace of mind.” Y/n continues now fully kneeling 
Vaggie visibly flustered responded quickly “Oh! It was oh it was nothing really.” 
“Y/n?” Charlie interjected 
Y/n slowly rising to their feet, “Yes, Charlie?”
“How about you stay for dinner really.. Catch up!” Charlie said excitedly. Y/n glanced over to Lucifer who had two thumbs up. 
“Ah hell, why not.”
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What if you...
                                        danced with,
             ✫彡   Them   ミ★
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Lucifer x Reader (romantic) 
The reader is adressed as "you" and as gender neutral terms 
this time i can't imagine what kind of person 
Lucifer would date with,im sorry :(
(HOLY COW LUCIUS IS FINALLY WRITING SOMETHING OTHER THAN ALASTOR X READER PLATONIC THINGS🗣️‼️) 
(And I finally had motivation to finish it after 10 days.But I just realized Im not actually good with Lucifer fanfics.)
:(
Warnings:
Nothing else because im a pure angel.
Summary:
Lucifer's taller s/o reader realized Lucifer had a gramophone in his office the whole time,but the little ugly duckling haven't used it because they didn't had anyone to listen to with him...until now
And not-so-fun-fact i still don't like the way i write and I'll keep thinking I write trash.
        𐦖 King's 
                    Baby Steps ✨
You are at Lucifer's office after a long day,you are sitting at a chair,sipping your coffee and watching him work on a new project with a smirk.
You took a sip from your coffee,placed your pink cup with a tiny duck picture on it on the coffee table and stood up,you stretched.
"now...may I ask what are you working on now?" you asked softly,Lucifer didn't looked up at you but he smiled cutely with childish mischievousness,"...you'll see soon,give me a few more minutes." he is biting his lower lip with his small fangs and giggling while working.
You rolled eyes,then your eyes travels around the room after trying to checkout what he is working on,but his tiny body is good at hiding things.
As your eyes travels around the room,you see something you haven't saw before.
Its an old gramophone.
Its actually pretty big,the metal part of it is pure gold and the wooden parts are dark oak,its carved small apple patterns on it.
As you examine the gramophone,but Lucifer interrupts and excitedly yells, "Darling!Come take a look!!"
He jumps out of his chair and runs to you,showing you his 'project'.
Its a rubber duck.
A rubber duck that looks like you.
"For my dear Monarch!" he is handing it to you like its a treasure,its like a treasure to you at least.
You chuckled and took the duck from his hands,examining it,"Its adorable," you looked at him,"but not as you,my duckling.",you took his hat,leaned closer to place a kiss on the top of his head while he tried to take his hat back,while he was huffing and puffing,you pointed the old gramophone,"Is this thing still working?"
He looked at the gramophone "Im not sure.."
you raised an eyebrow "Darling,how you don't know if it works?"
Lucifer looked away and shrugged,"I...um,I don't play music really often." 
"I haven't used it since seven years ago."
You smirked "Well,there is only one way to find out if its still working." you opened the drawer under the coffee table,you found an old record and held it up.
You took it out slowly and placed it on the gramophone,and elegant dance music started playing.
Lucifer looked at you,"Well it's working.." you held his hand,offering him a dance,but he pulled back.
"I...I don't remember how to dance,it's been so long." he said with a low voice ,"My duckling.." "I know you can do it,you are so good at dancing alone and singing,im pretty sure you can handle this." you putted his hat back on his head "I'll teach you." he smiled and held your waist with his small elegant hand "I think I can give it a try again..." 
You two started dancing,you took the lead,Lucifer still looks nervous.
He needs motivation.
"Shh,we are going to do this."
"Let's start with baby steps.."
"You are doing great,my short king.."
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I AM SORRY FOR MAKING YOU READ THIS SHIT💀
ITS ACTUALLY HORRIFYING I DON'T THINK I'LL WRITE LUCIFER AS READER'S S/O EVER AGAIN.
And there is Vox and Tino left now..
I mean I can write Vox having reader as S/O but im not sure about Val😭 
But I'll anyways because i love to torture myself
Anyway,
THANKS FOR READING I LOVE YOU ALL,YOU ARE AMAZING AND LOVED
🗣️💞💗💓‼️
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short-black-diamond · 7 months
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OMG I THOUGHT OF THIS AND I KNEW TO SSK INSTANTLY BEFORE I FORGOT!! 🩷
OM! Brothers reactions to mc who they dont know them too well and they sleep in longer than Belphie tehehe (then it turns out the slept that long because of jet lag? Jet lag? Relem hopping lag? Tehehe)
Sorry for so many requests ;^;
- 🍓
Oh noooo😭😭😭
I feel sorry for all the people who have that, I hope you guys are alright and that your sleeping rythm is alright...
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MC who sleeps in longer than Belphie?
Lucifer was a little puzzled when he found you in your room. You were sleeping soundly, with a cozy blanked over and around you, and hugging one of your stuffed toys.
Your face however, showed some dark circles under your eyes, your brows furrowed, and your skin was rather pale. You looked very tired, even though you've been sleeping for more than ten hours.
He had to believe Mammon more now. It was the avatar of greed, after all, who said: "If ya don't believe me, then look for yourself! That human sleeps just as much as Belphie!"
It also didn't really help that you were not really a talkactive person as you rather kept to yourself, and the brothers didn't know you that good because of that.
Now, he sighed as he thought of a plausible reason as to why a human like you could even sleep that long without having to use the restroom or eat something.
Asmodeus stepped in because he needed some money from his sugar daddy oldest brother, and stumbled upon him examining you. The avatar of lust chuckled. "Oooohhh, does our little Lucifer have a feti- Ouch!", he yelped when Lucifer hit him with a rather hard pillow.
"Silent. I am thinking of a reason as to why MC is not awake yet. I mean, we don't know them very well, but still. I'm sure the normal human body can act just perfectly with just 8 hours of sleep."
Asmodeus rubbed his temple in pain as he thought as well. "Maybe they are doing some beauty sleep?"
Lucifer sighed. "I don't know...maybe? But let's have them sleep for a little longer before we wake them up."
...
Mammon grinned internally when Lucifer subtly apologized. Satan stepped into the kitchen where Mammon and Lucifer conversed. "Shouldn't MC be awake by now?", the blonde muttered, and Mammon looked at Lucifer.
"Yes, they should, but they are still asleep. I don't know why though."
Satan looked at the book he brought with him. "I don't know if this could be of use...but the book I'm currently reading tells something about some people who sleep in because of jet lag. It is when the sleep-rythm gets bothered when a person is in a jet, flying between continents and thus different time-zones, which messes up the rythm.", he explained and Lucifer made an "ah" sound in understanding.
Then he stepped into your room.
...
"...h-huh?", you grumbled as you stretched yourself. Lucifer stood before you, and he looked at you as you raised your arms. He had a concerned expression.
"Are you alright, MC?", he asked in a gentle tone, and you felt weird for some reason.
Lucifer was actually still a complete stranger, and it just...well, it made you feel weird, but you liked the feeling.
"Yes, I guess I just dozed off from swapping from the humanworld to Devildom.", you said softly, still a bit drunk from sleep, and the eldest brother nodded in understanding.
Just then, Leviathan stepped in with an excited grin as he pointed towards you. "I knew it! You're living the life of (insert a very long manga name which describes protag with jet lag)! ...I-I hope that you're okay though...", Levi muttered shyly when he felt Lucifer's stern glare on him.
It felt nice having people worry about you. You wish you could say the same to the people from your home...
"Thank you. I feel a lot better after my nap. I hope I didn't sleep too much?", you asked, as you yawned.
Lucifer looked at the watch on his hand. "You slept for nearly fourteen hours.", he stated, and your eyes widened.
"Whoah...", you chuckled with a concerned face, and Beel stepped in with some food. "I brought some snacks. I thought you might need it after nearly sleeping for more than half a day.", he murmured, and you thanked him with an excited grin.
"Really?! That's so nice of you! Thank you, Beel!", you exclaimed happily, and grinned even wider.
Beel gave you a close-eyed smile as he began eating a hamburger while you bit into a healthy salad. Leviathan ate some sushi while Lucifer dismissed you guys to attend to his duties.
'Living with you might be a little worrying, but at least you weren't loud...', Lucifer mused to himself as he thought about your behavior and lunged into his paperwork with a small smile.
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Heyyy I hope this was okay! I didn't put in Belphie because as I said in my last Obey me! post, he's a lil shit and I don't like him.
so please don't reuqest stuff where he's involved, or I'll intentionally ignore it. <3
Read you guys in the next post!
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darklyndivinely · 2 years
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All for you
Fandom(s) - Obey Me!
Pairing(s) - Lucifer x gn!reader
Summary - Lucifer has been working hard, incredibly so. To make him take a well-earned break, you have a plan.
Warnings - Suggestive Content, Fluff, Romance, Reader and Luci make out, Stressed Luci=Needy Luci, Soft!Luci, cursing, Implied smut at the end.
Wordcount - 1k+
A/N - Wrote this today instead of studying when I have an exam in four fucking days. *shakes head* The chokehold this man has on me is insaane! Please enjoy the love-child of my procrastination and touch-starved heart.
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You knock on the door, balancing the tray in one hand. You are not surprised when no acknowledgement of your greeting rings out. You don't even remember the last time Lucifer had set foot in the dining room to take part in the family dinner, much less the kitchen for a bite of food. You had shared a maximum of a dozen words with him in the past week, as consumed as he was by his work.
You twist the handle of the door, feeling the familiar magic fizzle around your hand before the resistance ceases. You walk in; shifting the tray in both hands and gently nudging the door close with your hip.
Lucifer doesn’t look up at your entrance, still focused on the assortment of papers on his desk. He looks frantic as he works, forehead creased and fingers white from his deadly grip on the pen.
You set the tray on the little table by the hearth as quietly as possible and pick up his cup. He flips through a thick translucent file, scans a page, and notes down something on a small piece of paper. You inch closer to him surprised he hasn’t already noticed your presence. It must be extremely important paperwork for him to not be aware of his surroundings. Over his shoulder, you can see him calculating a bunch of eight-digit numbers.
He growls, slamming his hand down on the table. “Fuck!”
“Everything okay?”
He looks up from where he had thrown his head in his hands, doing a double take when he sees your wide eyes and the cup you hold in your hands. He softens, frustration seeping away for the moment. He rubs his eyes tiredly, inhaling heftily, and reaches out for the cup. “I apologize. Everything’s fine. Did I startle you?”
“No,” you reply, watching him sip the coffee you had made and feel a smirk flicker at your lips when Lucifer halts in faint surprise. The Hell Coffee had to be awfully bitter. The pause is brief though, he resumes his drinking quickly. You huff noiselessly and walk around his figure. His muscles are tense under your fingers, shoulders bunched with how long he’s been working.
Lucifer puts down the cup when you apply pressure on his shoulders, and leans back into your touch with a deep exhale. You massage his muscles firmly, taking care to press with appropriate pressure at the junction of his neck.
“Thank you,” Lucifer breathes. “I don’t say it often enough.”
You laugh. “It’s alright. You show it enough, that's all that matters.”
Lucifer grunts, reclining in his seat further. Peaceful silence thrums in the office, only filled by the dying crackle of the hearth and the soft ticking of the wall clock.
“I came across an error in last month's maintenance budget,” Lucifer starts, eyes closed and hands cupped around the warm cup. “Dire enough that I’ll have to talk it through with Diavolo.”
He pauses. “Tomorrow I’m having dinner with him. We're to finalize the categories for the Talent Hunt, and sort out the individual budgets." He brings the cup to his lips, "I would ask you to come along, but I imagine it’s going to be more work than fun.”
“Don't forget to put some food in you while you're there. Even demons need their occasional nutrients.”
Lucifer sighs, lifting his head to look at you upside down. “I'm sorry I missed the past couple dinners. The work has been piling up with incredible speed and I could no longer push through it steadily.”
You comb his bangs away from his eyes. “I get it, really. I just want you to spare some time for basic necessities, you know. Come down for food at the least, you don’t have to stay long, fifteen minutes at most, and then you can get back to your work again.”
Lucifer nods, turning around in the chair. He clasps your raised hands in his. “I promise. I’ll make sure to never miss dinner again.”
You smile at him and bring his hands to your lips. Your eyes gaze into his as you press your lips to his knuckles.
The change is instant. His eyes darken, the red of his irises flaring up against the black as his eyes fall onto your lips when you pull away.
“That Hell Coffee was much appreciated. However, it has made my mouth rather bitter.” Lucifer says, dark voice sending a thrill up your spine, “Now I’m craving something sweet.”
He stands, making you step backward. Sometimes you genuinely forget how tall your lover is. His hand sneaks around your waist, warm fingers igniting goosebumps all across your skin.
“You wouldn’t mind if I satiated my craving, would you?”
“No,” You breathe on his lips, “I don’t mind at all.”
Lucifer's hand tightens around your torso as he smashes his lips onto yours. A litany of curses lights up your mind, not unlike a display of dazzling fireworks. His lips are familiar against yours, a heady fragrance of cinnamon and woodsmoke capturing your senses. Why were you always so overwhelmed by the littlest of things this man did?
His other hand slides against your thigh and easily hoists you up. You lose yourself in him, in the feverish feeling of his hands roaming your body, the addicting taste of the coffee you had made on his lips, and the surprised moan he spills into your mouth when you tug at the hair on his nape. He walks over to the sofas in the center, navigating the familiar room easily.
He drops you on it as you look up at him. Pride blooms in your chest in roaring waves at the sight; Lucifer's tidy appearance had come undone beneath your fingers: popped collar, mussed hair, and reddened lips and deep creases in his shirt. All to think because of you. Somehow, Lucifer's eyes glaze over even more, and he takes in a shuddering breath before his lips pull apart in a beautiful grin.
"Oh, darling! All for you."
How lucky you were that Lucifer had taken your bait. Everything was going according to plan, and you loved it.
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senseichaos · 1 month
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IMAGINE
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Cuddling with Lucifer in a beam of sun, napping together as the tiredness of a stressful day takes you both over.
The beam of sun would happen to be just perfectly shining onto your shared bed, making it all the more cozy and peaceful. The wavering silence only accompanied by the occasional shift and light breathing, soft comfortable moans of comfort leaving you both as you lay desolate in each other's arms. You'd cling onto each other in the most odd way possible, but it'd work.
Lucifer would have you pressed to his chest, chin lying against his shoulder as he holds you there tightly. And he'd practically spoon you with his legs, having them wrapped on you on either side of your hips. Your own legs would be between his, laying lazily without so much of a care.
The soft breathing leaving Lucifer's calm lips would tickle against your ear, sending you into a trance as you would sync your own breath with his. You'd end up pressing your hands against his chest, massaging his messily clothed chest as he didn't bother discarding it.
It's a scene of peace and serenity, really. Showing so much either such little intimacy. You don't need to be talked to in this moment; You don't need to be comforted; you just need to be held.
Held in a perfect little sunbeam, taking in each other's.. everything.
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Was in a mood 😅😅
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sleepythemvp · 1 year
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Hi! Can you please do a headcanon on obey me the 7 brother with mc who has the same personality as onion cookie from cookie run pls. Like, shy, timid, crybaby and afraid of demons because of her nightmares. Always carry her plushie with her as a company.
<Well, i will give you my best try- since my grammar sometimes kinda mess up-
What if MC have the same personality as Onion Cookies?
Warning: Fluff, OOC, Crying and screaming! Yea bad grammar
OBEY ME!
Lucifer
Damn.
Yeaaa idk where to start, how about this? Can you imagine you, yourself just following his order because you scared of him
He look likes he could kill you at any seconds like- the sharp looking eyes ooh-
He just gonna make you sit on his lap while he doing those boring paper work
Asking how’s your day been and why are you have that lil plushy with you 24/7, etc etc, trying to make you feel comfortable
Tell you to have some deep breath when you just about to cry-
Oh hell- hug you gently and I CAN EVEN IMAGINE HIS LITTLE SMILE-
“Hey MC? Can you come here for a second?”
You following his words, come near to the table thats have a lot of paper, prepare to run at any seconds because you might gonna be his next meal in the following breakfast or lunch or dinner.
“W-well, what do you need?-“
You don’t even have time to finish your sentences. He pick you up and place you in his lap, you just look straight, asking yourself what in the devil is going on
“…um- i- why are you-“
“Are you comfortable?”
“Well yes..”
He start to asking you about your day, do you have any trouble, how’s what the meal, anything that make you uncomfortable, what is your favorite type of clothes, how many plushy do you have, how was your sleep, etc and etc-
And it seems like nothing else is going pretty well between both of you, you start to relax your body and mind, oh about the future! Its already up to you.
Mammon
This dudeee
Now we are talking.
GIRL/BRO- THIS CLINGY DEMON IS GONNA ASK YOU FOR YOUR GRIMM SINCE HE LOOK LIKE A ✨P L A Y B O Y✨ and you don’t want to get in any trouble or getting shatter because of him
“Can I touch your plushy” it’s definitely the first thing he will ask when you rush in your room when you doing your homework
Following you for 24/7
He will carry you to the bedroom since you pass out when you first arrived at Devildorm (CARRY TO TAKE CARE NOT THAT KIND OF BOOM SHAKALAKA YOU KNOW?)
“Hey ya MC! How’s the day?”
Fooking kick your door, you accident throwing one of your plushy because you was scared and start to screaming like crazy
Trying to keep you quiet and make you comfortable, because you’re standing on the wardrobe trying to defend yourself from him and sobbing at the same time
When you got down from the wardrobe, he just hug you and ruff your hair
“I’m not gonna hurt you, I’m here to protect you y’know?”
“O-oh, thank you”
And the you guys just chilling with each other, he will definitely buy something for you like, drink stuff, or just some snacks.
Leviathan
Since both of you are introvert- this is gonna be a pretty awkward moment
He just sitting in front of his pc and you just sitting in front of his manga collection
After like- probably- an hours or so, you guys finally start to speak to each other
“Hey MC! Check out this new anime, it’s really interesting”
“I- never seen anything like this one before!”
And then you guys just sitting on the floor and watching anime with each other. You just hugging your plushy meanwhile he just hugging his body pillow
TBC
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<I’m sorry kinda busy lately- this is all I got for you guys atm:,D. Thank y’all for supporting me even though I’m still busy as heck<3 have a nice day, stay hydrated!
Slee is going to take a nap, brb.
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shunsuiken · 16 days
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cw. gn!reader who struggles to maintain eye contact vs lucifer who uses it to tease you + i need to eat this man whole he is so dear to me + kinda projecting here m sorry </3
lucifer thinks you are so adorable when he says something flirty and you can only give him a side eye, all while knowing that gradual heat rises to your cheeks at his words. he’ll say something about how gorgeous your eyes are, and how he could look into them forever and ever, schooching himself closer towards you because the guy has no perception of personal space.
(your personal space? oh, you mean an extension of his personal space!)
and you would push his face away, gently of course. he watches as you purse your lips and how you cower in embarrassment. oh you’re not used to this, aren’t you? receiving attention from someone who’s just as attracted to you as you are to them?
lucifer has scored.
“oh ducky, won’t you spare me a single glance?” lucifer flirts with you shamelessly in the middle of the living room. he corners you against the armrest of the couch—for some reason, you can’t find it in yourself to get up and leave.
“no, i’m fine luci-” he grabs your hands and you think you’re going to melt alive, his touch lingers like a warm fire upon your skin. he pulls your body towards him (as if there is any space left for you to move) so that he can take a closer look at you.
“oh stop it, would you?” you whine, pulling your hands back to cover your face. although pure humiliation bolts through your limbs, you can’t hide just how excited and fulfilled you feel from his affections.
“no, no, i want your eyes on me—hey! where do you think you’re looking?!” a fit of giggles leave his lips at your behaviour, his arms wrapping around your waist so you can lean on his chest. he takes the chance to inhale the perfume in the juncture between your neck and shoulder blade, sighing in delight.
lucifer can practically feel how your heavily your heart beats against him. he bites in that fond squeak that threatens to leave his throat. “don’t act like you’re not enjoying this, ducky,” he coos in your ear and you swear you can see your soul fly away.
“l-luci, stop—you’re being mean.” you tug at his collar, finally blessing him with the sight of your flustered face. oh, and don’t start to think for a moment that you’re the only one blushing because the second your eyes meet his, he is redder than charlie’s suit.
you bite your inner lip, a grin finding its way to your lips, squeezing his cheek to feel how heated his skin is. “have you seen yourself? you’re doing just as bad as me.” amusement is laced in your voice.
lucifer puts his hand over yours, nuzzling into your touch. half-lidded eyes meet yours when he gives you his signature lovestruck smile. “my darling, it’s only because i like you so much.”
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angelltheninth · 2 months
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Weak Spots for Alastor, Lucifer, Angel Dust, Husk, Sir Pentious, Vox and Valentino
Pairing: Alastor, Lucifer, Angel Dust, Husk, Sir Pentious, Vox, Valentino x Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, weak spot, teasing, kissing, wings, blushing, suggestive
A/N: I think some would be pretty obvious but still fun to think about.
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Alastor keep his tail hidden for a good reason. The moment you find out about it you want to touch it. His smile snakes when you do, the static audio increasing and his hands pulling you close and whispering that there will be consequences if you ever do that without his permission. Good consequences.
Lucifer only reveals his wings when it's needed. Despite him being an ex arch-angel he still has sensitive wings, all angels do, so it's best to keep them folded on when he doesn't need them. They fan out and bristle when you run your fingers across them, his apple cheeks flaming red because he's trying his best to calm them down.
Angel Dust doesn't et you hold his hips often when you're being intimate. For him something like that feels a bit too intimate, you can pin him down, move him any way you like, but when you touch his hips he gets really ticklish. Not very attractive during sex now is it? Except to you it is, because his laughter is attractive too.
Husk would push you away when your hand gets close to his ears while you're cuddling. He's already purring for you, what more do you want from the grumpy cat? Very reluctant to let you scratch behind them because not only does it make him purr but also makes his wings twitch.
Sir Pentious has weak spots all over him if he's fully honest. His many snake eyes. Which are also his strength in battle so it's kind of like a double edged-sword and he does his best to keep his eyes from wondering to you in an inappropriate way when you're together. After all they're quite easy to poke.
Vox turns from blue to red when you touch the back of his screen. There are a lot of holes and ports back there and all of them are sensitive to the touch. Some in more ways then others so don't be surprised if you touch one and it ends with his tongue down your throat and clothes being torn off your body.
Valentino will never admit this to you but his weak spot is his back. His entire back is very sensitive, especially around his wings so he always keeps your hands pinned or to other parts of him when you're having sex. The moment you run your hand gently down his back he combusts on the spot, which is not good for his stamina.
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leonideez · 11 months
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After the initial shock and sadness of the brothers realizing that MC will die one day; I think i’d be funny if MC jokes about and and uses it as leverage occasionally.
Lucifer: MC your grades are horrible you need to work on the assignments that have been given to you
MC: i’m going to die one day and you’re going to be sad about all of the times i could have been happy and yet you made me do schoolwork instead
Like MC being an absolute menace would be so fucking funny to me
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