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starry-inks-skies · 1 month

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Lonely (Lucifer x Hellborn! GN Reader)

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Just some fluff with sad boi Lucifer for fun. Tell me what you think and what I can improve on!

Edit: You can read the fanfic on Ao3

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Succubuses and incubuses are known for their sexual activities. You, however, choose a distinct career path. Instead, you use your skills to comfort people. Give them a little massage, or a talk too. Many people are surprised to find lots of sinners have parent issues. On rare occasions, customers just want to pretend that their partner is still with them. Your coworker walked up to you with a smug smile. She stops at your desk and says “Guess who just asked for your services, (y/n)” you till your head, surely must be someone important if she’s bothering you. “Who?” you ask softly. The coworker smiles wide and answers; “the king of hell, himself!” Shocked at what your coworker says, you stood up and said “Lucifer Morningstar? Do you know what he wants? Oh, dear Satan, I gotta look good for him!” Your coworker grabs your shoulders and holds you still. “(y/n) chill, he just wants someone to talk to. Just wear something comfy, your appointment is at 3 tomorrow, ok?” You nod your head. That’s enough time to calm your nerves, hopefully.

You walk up to the doors of Lucifer’s manor, quietly you knock on the door. A small old imp opens the door for you. He bows his head and tells you to follow him to Lucifer’s room. As the two of you walked, you looked at all the portraits of Lucifer’s family. Most of them were of the missing queen and their daughter, Charlie Morningstar. The butler stops right in front of Lucifer’s room. You stop right next to the imp as he knocks on Lucifer’s door. “Sire, your guest is here.” You heard a response but could barely make any words out. The butler opens the door for you, and you slowly walked in. The room is positively a mess, rubber ducks everywhere as far as you can see. You walked over to the king’s bed and gave a small bow to him. Looking at the fallen angel’s face, he like his room looks like a mess. Small tears fall down the king’s face, looks like he’s been crying for days. You sat next to the king, being mindful of your wings and tail. Lightly, you place a hand on the king’s check and softly rub it. With caution, you spoke to the king; “Your highness, is there anything specific you need?” the crying angel answers back “call me Lucifer please. And no, I just- I just need someone to hold me like Lilith once did.”

Well, that’s a bit awkward. How long has the queen been gone for again? Seven years, who knew the king of all of hell was just a lonely guy? Hey, you’re not going to judge you’re the one who took this job. You laid down next to the king and pulled him closer to you. Lucifer’s head laid right on your chest as you wrap your wings around the king. The king cried into your chest. Good thing this is a gender non-specific fanfic. “I miss my wife; I miss her a lot. Why? Why did she have to leave me? Was I not good enough?” he sobs, making the situation more awkward for you. You ran a hand through his blonde hair with a smile before you whispered. “I think you’re good enough, Lucifer. Maybe you should stop thinking about the past and think about your future.” Lucifer looks up at you with hopeful eyes quietly he ask, “Like my daughter?” You nod your head yes, but Lucifer just looks away from you. “If only it was that easy. All I can think about is the past. I’m the one of the doom of all of humanity. I’m the one who convinces Eve to eat that fruit.” You cup Lucifer’s face and make him look at you again. “While that is true, you also help make hell, and without hell there wouldn’t be imps, hellhounds, succubuses and incubuses. And those loan sharks that have those weird Italian accents yet don’t know a single word from that language.” Lucifer listens to your talk, feeling a little better. The king nuzzles into your chest once again, finding your body heat comforting. You snuggle closer to the king; this is something you’re going to brag about to your coworker. “I guess you’re right, in a way. Thank you for doing this for me. I’ll double your tip when this is over.” Lucifer softy spoke, now feeling a little sleepy. You nod your head and lightly pet Lucifer’s hair.

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starry-inks-skies · 1 month

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I’m on Ao3!

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starry-inks-skies · 1 month

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Two Cannibals go to a café ( Alastor x GN Reader Platonic )

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Some things I wanted to say. First I want to get some feedback on this. Second it’s in second pov so there’s so many yous. Tell me what you think about this one-shot!

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You sat down in your normal spot in the center point of cannibal town. Every Monday you wait at that bench, waiting for the one and only Alastor, the radio demon. Unfortunately for you for seven years, Alastor hasn’t shown up. Many of the citizen of cannibal town took pity on you, thinking Alastor abandon you or your dear friend had died. You still had hope that he would show up. You owe it to him. He helped put your business on the map, only took a little deal, not for your soul, but for some of the meat you sell. You look down at your hands on your lap. You were more of a monster than a demon. Some closer to you call you the lover of Frankenstein, knowing the book well you always remind everyone that it would be the lover of Frankenstein’s monster and not the doctor himself. Now wondering if all of this was a fruitless endeavor, you heard clink-clink-clink, you now associate with Alastor’s hooves. Looking up, you were met with the one and only Alastor. Smiling wide, you ran up to the deer man and gave him a hug, almost toppling the both of you. He hugs back and laughs and says with his signature smile, “It’s good to see you again (y/n). Say how about we go to a café together, me and you?”

You nod your head and the two of you went off to Alastor’ favorite café. As the two walked through cannibal town, you talked about the business and how your life is going. Alastor, open the door for you. You enter the café and wave to the owner, Alastor, entered after you and gave the owner a curt nod. You walked up to the owner and ordered your usual, Alastor looked at the menu in shock at how much it changed over the last seven years. Alastor thought for a moment before getting what you got. “Ok then, that would be out in a few minutes.” Said the owner, who walked away to make the drinks and food. You and Alastor sat down with the radio demon, looking confused. Before Alastor could ask, you answered him. “Oh right, I didn’t get the chance to say it, but I landed a deal with the shop and now I’m the only food provider at this café. I got free food because of the deal. All thanks to you.” Alastor chuckles and says with happiness, “I’m glad it worked out for you. No need to thank me though I saw your potential in you, and you cut the meats are perfect.” You blush at Alastor’s prizes, rarely have you given been giving it. “Well, we have been trying methods if you like to see them.” The owner of the small café place down yours and Alastor’s drinks and food. You sip on your blood tea with a finger and eyeball as Alastor shakes his head no and with a mellow tone says, “I would love, but I’m currently help the princess of hell with a hotel.” You till your head, Alastor having your full attention. “The princess of hell? Charlie Morningstar? What the hell are you doing in a hotel? Is that where you been in the past seven years?” You asked wanting to know more, Alastor answered all your questions. “She is trying to rehabilitate sinners. You know she reminds me of you when we first met years ago. Maybe you should come by one time.” You look down at the floor unsure what to say. First, he didn’t even answer why he’s gone, second the idea of rehabilitation sinners sounds next to impossible. You’re unsure what to say to your dear friend Alastor the radio demon.

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starry-inks-skies · 2 months

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Dad of the hotel

Chapter 1: Home Cooked meal

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Sorry if this is bad this is my first fanfic

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Alastor walked down from his new radio tower. It was easy to modify the normal tower into a radio tower. Just took a snap of his fingers. It was only the second day living in a renamed Hazbin hotel. Charlie had shown the radio demon around the run-down hotel along with Husk and Niffty. Niffty swiftly trying to clean as they get the tour. Alastor turns the corner to the kitchen and dining room. Like the rest of the hotel, the kitchen is a total mess and burn marks all over. The princess of hell, Charlie Morningstar, is in the oven trying her hardest to cook breakfast for everyone. Alastor could immediately tell that it looked like the first time the princess has ever held a knife. Charlie notice the radio demon behind her and turned around to meet him, still holding the knife straight at him. “Good morning, Alastor! I’m just trying to um breakfast…. It’s not going well,” Charlie says cheerfully, not surprisingly. She’s a morning person. Alastor looked over Charlie’s shoulder, seeing the abomination known as Charlie’s home cooked breakfast. Alastor tilled his head and moved Charlie’s knife out of his way. “My, not even a cannibal would eat that, ha ha ha.” Alastor mocked with laugh track follows Alastor’s laugher, Charlie awkward laugh with the deer demon. “Why don’t you go sit down? I’ll fix something right up. Niffty dear, would you come here and clean up whatever this is?” Alastor says with pity in his tone. Niffty stopped chasing a bug and ran over to the tall deer demon.

Niffty started to clean the kitchen while Alastor went to the fridge and picked out some food to use. Charlie sat down next to Vaggie and started talking to her. While grey-skin demon stared down Alastor as if he was going to poison the food. Alastor made some eggs, bacon, and toast for everyone. The deer demon made some coffee for himself. He sat down at the dining table and sipped his coffee as he read the newspaper. Alastor heard a squeak of a chair being moved, he looked at the source of the sound. Charlie, now done talking to Vaggie, looked at Alastor with a nervous smile. “So, Al, Alastor uh Mr. Radio demon. I was, um, wondering if you uh, teach me how to cook? The jambalaya was amazing. And so, was the breakfast you just made, so can you teach me?” Charlie asks Alastor thought for a moment, he no real reason not too much plus getting closer to her will get him closer to his goal. “I don’t mind teaching at all! All we need to do is get some ingredients and clean this kitchen to be spotless!” Alastor says with a wide smile. Charlie smiled at the deer demon she was close to putting Alastor into a hug before he could stop her with his microphone stand. Alastor says with a low growl “No touching… please, I rather not like being touched unless I initiate it.” Charlie apologized and moved away from Alastor. The radio demon watches as Charlie started to help Niffty. The demon shook his head and headed out to get more food for the hotel.

Alastor return with the food, some were more for a cannibal diet. He put those foods far away from Charlie and the others. He doubts Charlie would like to see body parts right next to the eggs and bacon. The radio demon walked to the kitchen with the rest of the food. Upon entering he sees Charlie already there waiting for Alastor. The princess of hell smiled at him and helped put the food in the fridge. Alastor fixed up his suit before turning to Charlie, saying, “Let’s start off with something simple. How about the poor man’s meal?” Charlie tilled her head and looked at the radio host and asks, “What’s poor man’s meal?” Alastor answers, “I’m glad you asked. It came from the great. Depression. It’s mainly made of potatoes and hot dogs should be easy enough.” Charlie nods her head and gets ingredients and help Alastor to ready the pot. Together the two could make the poor man’s meal with Alastor, guiding Charlie on how to make it. Once done, Charlie looks at Alastor with a nervous look like he’s Gordon Ramsay and this is kitchen nightmares. Alastor took a bite and hummed. “Well, I had worse roadkill than this, but I definitely had better.” Once again Alastor mocked Charlie. The tall blonde stared downwards; defeat, Alastor placed his hand on her shoulder. “Come now dear Charlie, you’re never fully dressed without a smile. It’s not that bad. Besides, this is no longer the great depression. Add some spices to it and it will be brilliant!” Alastor says, trying to cheer up Charlie a little. Charlie smiled at the deer man and got out the spices. Alastor said which ones to add and carefully Charlie adds them in. The two tried the food again. Charlie smiled widely and bounced up and down. The princess of hell hugged the radio demon, Alastor paused, unsure what to do. He awkwardly pats Charlie’s back like a dad, unsure what he is doing, not far from the truth, really. Charlie steps back and apologize, she runs off yelling to Vaggie that she did it.

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