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Saving this for when im sad <3

Paradise Down [Lucifer/Reader][1/??]

summary: everything has felt off for you lately. following a very explosive, very public fight with lucifer, your punishment forces you to confront what you actually need for your life. you wondered what that meant for you and lucifer.

note: rating 18+ because of heavy language, sexual themes. no pronouns are used, everyone can read it!

note: this is the fruit of me wanting to write a fic of mc going apeshit on lucifer. totally taking suggestions for ideas for this story!

Odd.

It felt right to answer with that one word when you were put on the spot that morning during breakfast, seemingly ensnared by an untypical quietness that took you away from the frivolities around you. In fact, it had taken you a long time to acknowledge a question had even been posed to you at all, much less when the unruly commotion around you dissipated into hushed whispers and clinking dishware, then ultimately to absolutely nothing at all. Everyone anticipated an answer from you eventually, one you did not remedy until you were asked again with a far more jarring tone that made you spring up in your seat an inch or two.

Your reply was seemingly sufficient and inconsequential; the conversations resumed, the utensils and glassware tinkled and scrapped against one another while they ate. Meanwhile, your vibrant plate of indiscernible grub went untouched. As of late, you had thought food in the demon world to be unappetizing; not matter how exquisite Asmodeus and Beelzebub tried to make out ice-cream or an hors d’oeuvre to be, you found yourself just searching for something as plain as neapolitan or a cheese plate. Even then, it wasn’t often that the demons in the realm could replicate the authentic flavors, there was always something just a little off about them.

This unease trickled into everything else you could think of. The devildom had integrated so many facets from all of the realms, attempting to culture the residents and acclimate to the populations beginning to intermingle, but it just wasn’t the same. Designs were off, instruments weren’t tuned correctly, too much of the food slithered and writhed and was just outright inedible. The weather was too grim; there wasn’t enough sunshine, the houses were too jagged, the attitudes were far too brusque.

These were the things you noticed as you day continued, mood deteriorating until you had soured so much you took your lunch break in an empty classroom, snagging an apple from one of the tables on your way through to get away from the noise around you.

It was as you went to sink your teeth into the red apple that you heard the door hinges groan as it was shut. Lucifer was sure to bolt the door after him, phone stowed away in a pocket somewhere on his person as he approached you. A sense of dread weighed your shoulders down, eyes rolling upward as you turned in the windowsill to let your thighs and legs hang over the edge.

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They are all fruity down there

reblog if you think gay marriage is legal in bikini bottom

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reblog to put a weighted blanket on the person u reblog this from

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THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN SAYING MAN

an mc who's not afraid to die and exploits their position as the powerless human exchange student that the seven lords of hell have to keep alive would be such a fucking menace

it's such a sight to behold, a lowly human looking up at the brothers in their demon forms utterly unfazed, with a smug look plastered on their face, as their unminced words laced with pure spite cuts through the chilling silence.

“do it. kill me. ”

mammon had to stop himself from smacking the human straight in the head as he hurriedly rushed over to bargain with a seething lucifer.

“l-lucifer, calm down for a sec! l-l-let’s think things through, yeah? before—”

“mammon, don't. let him do it, go on, let him tear me to shreds! or is he too afraid of what his dear darling diavolo would think once he finds out that the mighty lucifer killed the poor, little human?”

mammon took a mental note of buying the human a gag if ever they survive this, because that venomous fuckin’ mouth of theirs would get them and himself killed! he gave them a look with such agony, hoping — hell — praying that they get the message to just shut the fuck up!

lucifer’s booming laughter reverberated through the walls of the underground tomb, sending chills up both mammon and mc’s spine. it was such a bizarre scene, seeing lucifer fetch his d.d.d while in demon form, amusement evident in his face but his burning eyes telling another story that mammon had trouble stopping himself from fetching his own device and snapping a pic, knowing it'll cost a few thousand grimm.

the air all around was thick with tension and unease, and mammon’s heart dropped to his stomach when he heard lucifer’s next words.

“lord diavolo, i don't need your permission to kill puny, insolent humans, correct? ”

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Oh I said human centipede but that works too

What am I witnessing? LOL

Abigail has all the guys following her lmfao

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Something I made while dealing with my own stuff and hoping drawing this would pick me up somehow. Maybe it worked.

FT my cat. His name is Mischief

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sometimes you encounter tweets that really resonate

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Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

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OH NAUR… CLEOUR

NAUR!!! 😭😭😭

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HELP I LOVE HIM

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT'S LIKE, MAX!? NO ICE CREAM!?

Daniel for Anon

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I love this

If SDV took place in NYC:

Sam: [new yorker voice] Badda bing.

Sebastian, across the street: Badda boom.

Abigail: [opens window] FORGET ABOUT IT.

Shane, on a rooftop: I'M WALKIN HERE!

Elliott: [pops out of sewers] HOTDOG, GETCHA HOTDOGS!

Alex: [pops out of dumpster] EY TONY!

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Damn he got the gluteus maximus

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AH YOUR WELCOME I LOVE YOU /P

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