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danveration · 3 months

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Wherever you go, I won't be far to follow

Parings: Creepy!Vox x GN!reader

Summary: Vox is obsessed with you and he uses his VoxTek to stalk you

Word count: 1437

Warnings: Obsessive behaviour, one mention of Vox getting a hard-on, Vox being delusional, jealousy, k*lling, Vox jerking off

A/N: First time writing for Vox!! I got this idea from some amazing person on discord:’) I immediately went insane w the idea and had to write it up

“I can’t get them out of my HEAD!” He yells angrily, banging his fists on the table.

Valentino and Velvet have noticed his behaviour towards you and tried to talk sense into him.

“They’re nothing special, Vox! Just another sinner. Get over them.”

“You tell us to not ruin our reputation but look at you. You’re a mess.”

“Maybe just.. go talk to them? Instead of being a fucking creep.”

Vox doesn’t listen. He wants to know what you’re doing 24/7 and who you’re doing it with. He has cameras set up everywhere. In your room, bathroom, hotel (as you’re currently living at the hazbin hotel), the street lights. Absolutely everywhere. He doesn’t want to meet you just yet, not until he learns everything about you so he can charm you off your feet.

You don’t even know him. You’ve heard of him through hell, yes. But you’ve never actually seen him face to face. Alastor has told you all that he isn’t anything to worry about, in which you believe him. Apparently he owns all the electronics in hell or something like that? You’ve seen posters of him and you think it’s kinda neat how he has a full on tv head as a face. But other than that, you never gave much thought to him.

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Today was just another day. You woke up, took a shower, went downstairs to have breakfast, and hung out at the hotel. Nothing of which you thought anything of, it’s just a normal boring day.

But Vox on the other hand thought differently. He thought everything you did was the most exciting, interesting thing ever.

“Oh! Fuck fuck fuck, they’re waking up.” He says, getting closer to one of the MANY tv screens he has in this room.

He looks at you in awe, touching the tv screen gently.

“So fucking cute when they’re waking up. Look at them, my god.” He whispers.

He watches you as you get out of bed, yawning. Watches you get undressed, and into the shower.

“Such a perfect body. I’d treat you so right. Better than anyone else could.” He says as he watches you wash yourself. He feels himself get a hard-on, but ignores it. He needs to have all his attention on you.

Watching you shower, learning your routine and what product you use, he stores all the information in one of his computer folders.

After you get out, he watches you choose what clothing to wear.

“Aww, that’s my favourite top on you.” He says in awe.

Then, you go downstairs to eat and hangout with your fellow hotel members.

Vox knows all your favourite foods and least favourite foods, to when you come over to live with him one day. He wants everything to be perfect. You wouldn’t have to lift a finger.

“You’re gonna haaavee..” He starts while you’re picking out what to eat.

“Fruit with cereal!” He shouts just as you pick it up.

“HAHA! Fucking knew it.” He says.

After you eat, he watches you interact with people.

He hates it. Hates when you talk to other people. What if they get too close to you? What if you like them more than him? So many thoughts cross his mind.

“Oh don’t you dare talk to-“ He starts while you’re walking up to Alastor.

You start talking to Alastor about something and Vox’s eye twitches.

He remains keeping his cool, but inside he wants to march over there and take you away. But he can’t do that, can he? That would be a horrible first impression! Even though he’s sure you’d fall for him in no time, he can’t risk it.

Right now, you’re sitting on a chair, scrolling through your phone.

Of course, Vox has hacked your phone too. He has another tv in which he can see exactly what you see.

He’s intently watching you play Angry Birds, when an ad comes up. Not just any ad, but a VoxTek ad.

You’re intrigued because this is the “Vox” you’ve heard of. You click it and Vox almost falls over.

“OH MY GOD. YOU-“ He scrambles to get as close as possible to the screen.

You start scrolling through the VoxTek website. It seems pretty cool, honestly. There’s a lot of “Trust us.” quotes, which you find kinda suspicious. But nonetheless, you’ve been wanting a new laptop since yours broke a while back. Why not give it a go?

You find a good priced laptop that actually seems like it’ll work really well, so you decided to buy it online.

Vox’s eyes widen.

“YOU- I-“ He stares in shock. You bought something from HIS website. You KNOW about him, it’s confirmed now.

He has the great idea to hand-deliver you the laptop. That’s a great first impression isn’t it?

He jumps up and goes to put on his best outfit. Making sure he looks 11/10. He cleans his screen, puts a mint in his mouth, and walks to the room where they keep all their product, finding the one you ordered.

He looks to his right, seeing the one you ordered, but then he looks down and sees one that’s 10x the money you paid for that one, and it’s their BEST laptop. It has so many features that he knows you’ll use. It’s their most high end product. He’s gotta give you that one instead. You deserve it.

He picks it up and puts it into a box, sealing it and putting a nice red bow on it. He kisses it and walks out.

“Vox? Where are you going? You’re looking quite fancy.” Valentino stops him as he’s about to walk out of the building.

“Oh nowhere!” Vox answers as he walks out. He doesn’t want Val to give him a hard time about this.

Val looks in question, but just walks off.

As Vox is walking to the hotel, he’s rehearsing his lines.

“Ah! Y/n. Hello there, I’m here to give you your laptop.” He mumbles. “No that sounds so fucking.. Hi, Y/n! Here’s your laptop.”

He mumbles a bunch of fraises when finally, he arrives on the doorstep.

He adjusts his bow tie and takes a deep breathe, knocking on the door.

You perk up at a knock on the door, you’re the only one at the hotel right now, other than Niffty. You go to answer it, wondering who it’ll be.

As you open the door, Vox’s heart stops.

It’s.. Vox? That tv guy! That’s weird, you literally just ordered a laptop from his site about 20 minutes ago.

He’s staring at you, mouth open.

“Uh.. hello?” You say with a questionable tone.

“Oh! Oh, shit. Hi! I’m here to hand deliver you that laptop you ordered.” He chuckles. “Well, actuallyyy, I got you a better one.” He whispers that last part.

You’re very confused. Do they hand deliver every laptop that someone buys?

“Oh um.. thank you! Thanks a lot.” You say, reaching out to take the box.

“Oh of course!” He says with a smile, handing it over to you.

“Do you like the bow? I picked it out just for you, Y/n.” He says.

You feel a weird sensation in your stomach when he says your name. How’d he..? I guess you have to put your name in the website when you order it. So that’s probably how he knows your name!

“Oh yeah! It’s.. a great bow.” You chuckle awkwardly.

You stand their in silence as he’s looking at you, seemingly so to be admiring you.

He realizes this is probably weird for you and takes a step back.

“Well! Haha. It was nice to meet you.” He says with a smile, sticking out his hand for you to shake.

Adjusting the box to hold it with one hand, you take your other one and shake his hand. As you do, you feel an electric shock.

“S-sorry about that.” He says, pulling his hand away.

“Oh it’s alright, don’t worry!” You answer, finding it kinda interesting.

Vox’s internal monologue is screaming. He just TOUCHED your hand. He’s never washing this hand. Ever.

He doesn’t want to leave but he knows he overstayed his welcome. It doesn’t matter though, he will see you again soon. There will be more meetings, more and more and more until you beg to see him.

“Cya, Y/n!” He waves at you, walking away with a satisfied smile.

“Bye!” You say, walking inside.

He goes home and jerks off to the hand you touched, moaning your name and cumming all over himself.

He’s got it bad for you.

#:vox #my works #hazbin hotel #vox #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vox #vox hazbin #vox hazbin hotel #vox habin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #vox x you #vox imagine #vox smut #dark!vox #vox hazbin x reader #vox x reader hazbin hotel

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devilsroost · 2 months

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Adam and Lute are in love and ALIVE AND FINE SHUTTUP

#hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin #habin hotel #Hh #my art #guitarspear #guardrock

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doorknobinmyayuss · 1 month

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Alastor: *learns about lucifers duck collection*

Alastor: ha! what a freak.

Lucifer: 🥺🐥

Lucifer: *learns about alastors furby collection*

Lucifer: What in gods green ass is that!? It’s hideous!!

Alastor: YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE AND INSULT MY CHILDREN?! GET THE FUCK OUT!! NO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!🤬🔪🔪🔪

#hazbin radioapple #radioapple #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin alastor #hazbin duck #habin furby #dads and their hobbies

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gowomya · 5 months

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#yakuza #龍が如く #majima goro #habin' a weaw ikea monkey moment hewe

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greenandsorrow · 1 month

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~THE LATE BLOOMER~

Angel Dust x gn!virgin!reader (requested, smut)

Dying a virgin had never been in your plans.

Ending up in a hotel that rehabilitates sinners hadn't either.

You and the other residents of the hotel decided to go out for once, after some encouragement from Cherri. She's not a resident, but a friend of the one and only Angel Dust.

Oh... Angel. The tall, breathtakingly beautiful spider demon. You never thought less of him because of his occupation. He's so much more than that in your eyes. He's smart and goofy all at once, unexpectedly protective of you as well...

He has saved you from three spiked drinks so far.

The feeling of one of his arms snaking around your waist and dragging you to the dance floor makes you feel butterflies. It's the fourth club you and your friends visit tonight. You're definitely a bit tipsy by now but that's not a sin, is it?

You start moving your body, letting go of the nervousness that comes with being so close to Angel. He's dancing as well. Your bodies are complimenting each other's moves. You can feel the heat radiating from his body and you're glad the club's lights prevent your blush from showing.

You've heard countless jokes about him being a power bottom, but you can't help but feel intimidated... He has so much experience while you.... well, you've never gone all the way with someone.

The whole night drags on like so, but there's a shift in the air. There's tension, your skin coming alive with goosebumps when he gets too close. Angel keeps throwing horny comments around, that's just him (or his persona), but tonight something feels different.

You surprise yourself, going as far as flirting with him. Your insecurity making matters more complicated in your head. You're inexperienced, very much so, why would he ever want things between you two to escalate?

What would you be able to offer him he hasn't seen or felt before?

You'll realize, a lot. Genuine reactions being one. Actually feeling being another.

The lot of you return to the hotel almost in the morning. You and Angel walking side by side. You wish you had the courage to reach for one of his hands, but then again, hand holding? Not good enough.

The porn star and the virgin. You hate the sound of that.

But in all honesty, your body counts shouldn't define you. Angel is such a sweet guy, so sexy and charismatic... And you... Compliment yourself you idiot! You're awkward, but sassy in your own way.

You don't go straight to your room. Before you know it, you and Angel are having even more drinks at the hotel's bar.

He talks about his shitty boss and you can't help but stare. His expressive eyes have captured you entirely.

An almost undetectable smile appears on Angel's lips. Finally someone that really does look him in the eyes when he speaks. It makes him feel validated... and horny. He's holding a glass in one hand and a cigarette in another. He stomps out the cigarette

"Hey sweetie, wanna move this somewhere more private? I sure hope so~"

You're in his bedroom before you can blink twice. It's a mess, with clothes strewn about and a few sex toys scattered on the floor. The walls are adorned with graffiti and posters. But there are some rather cute nick-nacks lying around as well. Photos of all of you together, like a family. Selfies of him with Cherri. Nugget's bed and toys.

You're feeling particularly hot. Small talk cannot save you now.

"You look nervous sweetener~"

"I... can you just... can we just kiss? Get it out of the way?"

"Oah darling, now that's what I like to hear."

Angel looks at you, a playful grin on his face. "Sure thing, sweetie." He leans in and presses his lips against yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth to explore it thoroughly.

You practically moan. The sound is muffled by his hot mouth on yours. Your breaths are mixing and the alcohol in your veins is making the euphoric feeling even better.

Angel breaks the kiss, panting only slightly.

"You taste good. So fucking good."

He starts to unbutton your shirt, revealing your chest. His hands roam over your body, squeezing and groping as he continues to kiss you.

"Oh... I... mmm~"

You can't help but enjoy yourself. He makes it look so easy, effortlessly making you come undone under his skilled fingertips.

Angel Dust pulls away, looking into your eyes with a predatory glint.

"You're gonna make me fuck you, aren't you? Admit it."

You gulp, trying to catch your breath. At last, you manage to get the words out without stuttering.

"You have to know something... I-"

"Oh, I know everything I need to. Trust me."

He pushes you onto the bed and climbs on top of you, his fur tickling your skin. He starts to kiss and nip at your neck, moving down towards your chest.

"A- Angel! Wait!"

"Too late, sweetie." He continues.

Still, he soon realises you mean it and notices you look rather scared. His gaze softens.

"What is it?"

"N- nothing... Forget about it..."

For now he shrugs it off. Angel resumes his previous descent, teasing your nipples with his tongue before taking one into his mouth and sucking hard. One of his hands finds its way between your legs, rubbing against your clothed sex.

You moan and grind your hips into his hand.

"That's it" Angel spits out, "let me hear you."

He increases the pace of his fingers, sliding two inside to stretch you out as he begins to lap at your sex with his tongue.

He's not usually the one in the dominant role, but it makes him feel good to be in control of the situation for once.

"Fuck, you're so fucking hot" he pants, his eyes practically glowing with lust.

He removes his fingers from your virgin hole. You can't help it now. You just blurt it out.

"I... I haven't done this before."

Angel stops what he's doing and looks at you in surprise.

"You're a virgin? Why didn't you say so?"

He sighs and shifts so that his hips are above you, his hard cock rubbing against your thigh. He reaches for a drawer in his bedside table, taking out a brand new condom.

You feel raw embarrassment and your cheeks are burning up.

"I didn't want to be such a turn off."

"Don't worry, sweetie. It's not a turn off. In fact, it's kind of hot~"

Without wasting any time, Angel positions his cock at your entrance and slowly pushes in, groaning as he feels you around him.

"Fuck, you're so tight baby."

Your eyes roll back in your head. Angel, being a porn star, hadn't had a chance to go with someone that inexperienced in a good while.

"Ooooh, you like that?" Angel asks as he begins to thrust in and out of your tightness in a gentle and swallow pace.

He uses two arms to pin you into position, while another hand finds its way back to your sex, rubbing it roughly as he peaks up pace.

He would have never guessed he'd had to break his bottom reputation just for you. He's not mad about it though. It's nice. Your expressions of pure bliss and ecstasy are the best reward he could have asked for.

"Aww, shit... so good~"

Angel growls out, pulling your leg up over his shoulder to change the angle of penetration. His hips snap faster as he takes you harder, slamming into you with rough strokes.

"That's it, baby. Take it all!"

His high pitched voice is like music to your ears and all you can do is moan and whimper and huff out puffs of air.

Angel's thrusts become more erratic as he loses himself in the pleasure of your tight hole. His cock is buried deep inside you, hitting every wall as he fucks you hard and fast. "Fuck yeah!"

He hadn't enjoyed himself in such a long time. With you he can actually feel pleasure. No cameras, no posing and no pretending.

"Cum for me, baby... We... Gotta... Getta there-"

Angel's voice is shaky with need. He continues to pound into you, feeling your walls clench around him as your orgasm approaches.

You're a sweaty mess.

" I... Oh... I'm scared..."

"Don't be, just let it happen and I'll help you through it."

Angel Dust whispers these words of reassurance as his thrusts become more gentle. He's waiting for your climax. He keeps nibbling at your collarbone.

Your legs start trembling involuntarily.

The spider demon smirks, knowing that he has you right where he wants you.

"That's it, baby. Come for me."

Angel encourages you, his eyes locked on yours as you begin to tremble. His hand squeezes your thigh, causing you to moan loudly as you finally orgasm.

"Fuck yeah!"

With one last thrust, he releases his own pent-up tension, filling the condom with his hot cum. His cock twitches inside you as he groans in pleasure. He did well with you. He knows it.

"Such a tight hole you got there for me darling..."

His words come out slurred, like a murmur.

Angel slowly pulls out of you with a pop, he discards the condom and then just looks at you. You appear to be spent but content. A warm and fuzzy feeling overwhelms him and he smiles.

"A- Angel... Can you cuddle me?"

"Such a brat, aren't you now?"

You chuckle. You feel giddy and exhausted at the same time. That was a good way to lose your virginity.

"Can you or not?"

"What do you think I have all these extra arms for suga?"

Angel liked that you stayed after your intimate moment had passed.

Cuddling was another intimate moment that followed and he looked like he needed that more than you.

You're gonna make it work now. Both of you. Or should I say the three of you, fat nuggets included?

*this is an old request you can find here -> the request

*my masterlist has info on requests

*hazbin hotel masterlist 🩷

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vixien11 · 1 month

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This is my roman empire

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel memes #vaggie hazbin hotel #charlie hazbin hotel #angel hazbin hotel #alastor #hazbin hotel velvette #habin hotel carmilla #clara hazbin hotel #odette hazbin hotel #brokerdoll #chagggie #cherri hazbin hotel #vox hazbin hotel

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a-dauntless-daffodil · 2 days

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Emily: “Go do paperwork, Emily. It’ll help you calm down, Emily.

Emily: "It’s important to make sure heaven is running smoothly and no one here is being inconvenienced by the suffering of others, EMILY.”

Emily: “DON’T THINK ABOUT HOW TWO WOMEN WHO WANT TO MAKE HELL A BETTER PLACE ARE DOWN THERE RIGHT NOW MORNING THE DEATHS OF FRIENDS AND TRYING TO PICK UP THE PIECES OF THEIR HOME- WHICH WAS DESTROYED ON OUR ORDERS. E M I L Y.”

Emily: (angrily grabs document and gently sets it down in front of herself)

Document: *Self-Assessment Form on the Maintenace of Heaven and Associated Structures*

Emily: (angrily scribbling)

Document: *Self-Assessment Form on the Maintenass of Heaven LIES and Associated Structural Violence*

Emily: "Hmph."

Emily: (doodles demon charlie setting fire to a screaming adam)

Emily: “Ha!”

Emily: (doodles vaggie staring dreamily at demon charlie while a kneeling lute tugs on her shirt and yells ‘notice me!!!’)

Emily: “HEH.”

Emily: “….”

Emily: (doodles charlie and vaggie kissing)

Emily: “..hmm…”

Emily: (doodles HERSELF being hugged by charlie and vag-)

Sera: “Ahem.”

Emily: O.O

Sera: - _ -

Emily: OuO;

Sera: “And how is your self assessment going, Emily?”

Emily: “It’s gaying- it’s going okay!”

Sera: “Really.”

Emily: “Yep!”

Sera: “It looks rather behind to me.”

Emily: (stares down at the multiple new instances of the word “ass” on her improved document)

Emily: "Um..."

Emily: (looks at the doodle of chaggie hugging her)

Emily: “…Actually I was just correcting some mistakes on it. You know, so I can answer it HONESTLY. Without OMITTING anything IMPORTANT or giving the WRONG IMPRESSION about things I’m RESPONSIBLE for. That’s the proper thing to do, right?”

Sera: “…”

Sera: “And the doodles?”

Emily: “Courtroom sketches. For posterity.”

Sera: “They’re highly inaccurate.”

Emily: “It’s a metaphorical representation of what I saw and felt at the time.”

Sera: “Are you at least planning to get rid of-”

Emily: “I think I’ll have them framed.”

Sera: (face palm)

Emily: (humming happily while filling out the improved form) “Have you ever been complicit in a crime against creation? Why yes I have! And I didn’t even know it!! Ah but there’s no box for that is there? There isn’t even actually a question like that- don’t worry though, I’ll just add it in shall I? Yes, there we go, that’s MUCH more accurate~"

#habin hotel #emily hazbin hotel #chaggie #chaggily #sera hazbin hotel #until proven otherwise i choose to live in a world where emily is a being a gay little menace up in heaven #and sera is suffering greatly as a result #XD

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geekgirles · 2 months

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I once read years ago a critique about how it says a lot about Christianity that there can be fallen angels but there is no such thing as ascended demons, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about how that is literally the whole concept behind Hazbin Hotel ever since.

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dazieswrites · 2 months

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I'll Never Smile Again

For thousands of years after the fall of Lucifer, forever punished by God to spend the rest of his days in the hell he created with Lilth, he was granted one wish. With that wish, he begged his creator for the opportunity to see the wife he was forced to leave behind at least once a year. Being granted that wish made his time in hell much more enjoyable since he had something to look for, counting the days until he could see his beloved again.

Standing in front of the mirror in his bedroom, Lucifer ran his fingers through his hair, trying to press some stray strands down to no avail. Normally, he didn’t care for his looks, but today was the big day he had circled on his calendar; after 365 long, lonely days, he would be reunited with his other half.

A pout makes its way to his lips. Annoyed at the hairs (and tempted just to cut them), he turns away, throwing the hat on his head. All he thinks about is the chance to see what has changed with his wife. Had she grown her hair out? Maybe she got a tan from visiting the humans? Regardless, he was beyond ready to see the beauty she always granted him.

Ringing from the doorbell urges Lucifer to run to the door, hand on the knob. He rips the slab of wood open to reveal the beauty behind it.

“[Na-]! Wait- what’s wrong?” His hand rests on her face, the puffiness of her eyes setting off alarms within him. “What happened?”

From under her robe, it seemed she was hiding something from him. Was it a gift?

“Luci, let’s go inside.” Grabbing his hand, she leads him inside his house, guiding him towards the couch. When Lucifer sits, tears fill her eyes once more as she takes his hands, intertwining their fingers. “God won’t let me see you again after this visit.”

“No… What? Why?” His eyes desperately search his beloved’s, not completely understanding. Quick breaths escape him, unsteady at the sudden news. “Why’d he change his mind.”

He felt as though he was suffocating. Like before, he was being ripped away from what he loved most. It was such a cruel punishment, being separated from the woman God created just for him.

“We can- I-I can talk with him. Yeah! He’ll listen if I go up there and-”

“Lucifer, there’s,” Taking a deep breath, she kisses his lips tenderly. “There’s nothing we can do. I’ve been arguing, trying to change his mind, but he won’t.”

“Why?”

As he’s about to reach out and hold onto her as tight as possible, he hears a noise within her robe. Lucifer looks up and sees her smile. “[Name]?”

“I want you to meet her.” Shifting the robe to the side, another figure comes into view. A baby. Not just any baby, but one that resembles him almost completely. His powder-white skin, light blonde hair, and red marks on his cheeks were replicated on the tiny baby. “This is Charlotte.”

Lucifer looks into his wife’s eyes, searching them. “Mine?”

“Yours,” An exhale leaves her lips, bringing the baby closer to his stiff form. “I can’t- I can’t let her stay in heaven. Adam-” Taking note of her breath increasing rapidly, Lucifer holds onto her, trying to ground her. “He’ll- he wants to kill our baby. She needs to stay with you.”

“B-but, darling.”

“Lucifer, my love, promise me you’ll care for our daughter.”

a/n: first thing written in a while, i hope you liked it 😘

#lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel x reader #habin hotel #lucifer magne #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin lucifer #lucifer x reader

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