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Lucifer Morningstar x F!Reader

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[summary: Charlie Morningstar arrives in hell and meets someone from her dad's past when he was an angel.]

warning: mentions of depression: angst: seemingly unrequited love: loneliness: charlie might be ooc:

Charlie gasped her eyes widened with joy, clasping her hands together jumping up and down excitedly. "Are you Y/n?!" She asked, and the angel looked at her shocked, "You already know about me?" the angel looked at the princess of hell, in disbelief.

"Of course, I do!" She exclaimed, remembering the stories her father used to tell her about, [Y/n].

"My dad would tell me stories about you when I was little!" She said smiling, at [Y/n] who's body tensed up for a moment and her cheeks darkened a little. "Really?" She mumbled, under her breath looking away from the princess for a moment. "I thought he'd forgotten about me." She mumbled, her smile faltering for a moment. Before shaking her head. Forcing a smile on her face.

Charlie looked around the angel's office curiously, "So, your father?" said [Y/n], looking over at Charlie, smiling as she continued to look around the room. "So what did your father tell you about me?" She asked, and the princess of hell nodded.

"Good things I hope?" She said, and the princess of hell looked at the angel. "Of course, he said you were the only angel that believed in him." said Charlie, and the angel smiled reminiscing on times that have long since passed.

"We shared the same dream even adding some ideas onto each others, expanding on them. " said [Y/n], looking down her angelic wings seemed to go limp at her side as she frowned, "That was eons ago," She said, looking down.

Their conversation went on for what seemed like hours, the angel saw so much of the one she loved in his daughter. [Y/n] talked about Lucifer, and stories that he never told Charlie. Charlie watched as the angel's eyes sparkled as she talked about memories. [Y/n]'s heart seemed to swell, and then to suddenly falter back to sadness as she remembered, that she was to shy too scared to confess her feelings for the man she loved.

“You loved him didn’t you?” asked Charlie, and the angel looked over at her in shock and smiled softly, and chuckled softly. “Loved?” said [Y/n], and she smiled her eyes closed as she turned towards Charlie. “I still love him?” She said, her smile forced.

She said, “I couldn't bring myself to tell him,” She wrapped her arms around herself, taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh. “I was afraid of ruining the friendship we already had.” She said, placing her hand on her head her thumb resting on her cheek, as she turned away from Charlie. Letting out a sigh, “I-If he didn’t accept my feelings, I didn't wanna lose what we already had." She bit her lip nervously, and turned back towards Charlie.

“S-So I didn’t." She said, looking at Charlie. The Princess of Hell, could see the sadness and loneliness in her eyes. Eyes that were filled with so much regret, "So, I watched as he fell in love with another." Her voice cracking slightly, clearing her throat she continued.

She pursed her lips inward, "Did and said nothing as he was banished to Hell," She looked down, "But, I can't take back what happened eons ago." She said, forcing a smile on her face as she looked at Charlie.

"So tell me about this Hazbin Hotel, I've been hearing so much about?" She asked, curiously and Charlie's eyes lit up. "Your father, wouldn't of set up a meeting with Heaven, without a reason." She said, and Charlie nodded.

[Y/n] listened intently about Charlie's plan, even though she was going to hear it again in court. She nodded in response smiling, "Sounds intriguing." the angel said, looking at the girl. "I do agree that everyone deserves a second chance." She said, a smile growing across Charlie's face.

"If those sinners that come to the hotel are willing." She added, placing her hands on her desk and sighed. "But, it isn't me who you are going to have too convince." She added, and Charlie looked at her, "But, I believe in the cause." She said, smiling looking at the princess of hell.

[Y/n] looked at Charlie and saw so much of her father in her, her heart couldn't help but ache. "You remind me of your father." Charlie looked at her and smiled, "Thank you, if it wasn't for him I wouldn't be here right now." said Charlie, “The apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree.” said [Y/n] a hint of sadness in her voice.

Charlie smiled softly, "You really do love my dad don't you?" asked Charlie, and the angel looked away closing her eyes for a moment. Taking a deep breath and with a solemn look on her face, she turned back towards Charlie. "More than anything." said [Y/n] sadly, the room filled with silence. She still loves him even after eons have since passed they've last seen each other, "Sorry, I shouldn't even be saying this to you." She said shaking her head.

She scoffed at herself, "Telling you his daughter that I've got some silly crush on him," She shook her head and placed her head on her desk, "Ugh, I'm so pathetic!" She groaned, into her desk. For eons, after Lucifer was banished to Hell. [Y/n] hasn't been the same since forcing a fake smile on her face, while doing her daily angelic duties. With a fake smile plastered on her face.

One the inside she was hurting. She was lonely. She was depressed. Filled with so much regret being the cause of her own lonely existence. If she wasn't such a coward maybe things would've ended up differently maybe they wouldn't?

Charlie placed a hand on shoulder causing [Y/n], to lift her head and look up at her. "I'm sure he misses you just as you miss him." said Charlie smiling, trying to comfort the angel as much as she could.

"He used to tell me so many amazing and wonderful things about you," She said. [Y/n]'s lower lip started to quiver as tears welled up in her eyes, hiding her head into desk. She glanced over at the clock on the wall; lifting her head up from the desk. She wiped away her tears, "I-It's almost time for the court meeting. You should probably get ready." said [Y/n], as she stood up from her chair.

"Maybe, you can visit once this is all over?" Charlie said, and the angel looked at her and smiled, "I'm sure that would make both his and yours day." The angel really could see so much of the man she loved in his daughter, "That sounds like a dream to me." said [Y/n], as she walked towards the door and placing her hand on the door knob.

She missed him dearly and for many years she stayed in heaven, wallowing in self-pity and regret. Loneliness and heartbreak. Grieving over the lover she was to cowards to confess her feelings towards.

"But, I don't know. Right now you should focus on convincing the angels." She said looking at the young demon, as her gaze drifted towards the ground. "I-I shouldn't of even mentioned what I said today." She said a solemn look on her face.

"You have nothing to apologize for." She said, looking at Charlie and smiling, "I have only myself to blame." She smiled sadly, and Charlie and the princess of hell a gave her a sympathetic smile. As Charlie left the room, "Charlie?" The Princess stopped and turned around, "When you see him again." She said, "L-Let him know." She stammered, nervously biting her lip her wings limp at her side.

"L-Let him know that I miss him more than anything," She said sadly, and Charlie smiled and nodded. [Y/n] watched as she walked away, and closed the door behind her and turned away. Leaning her back against the door, she sank to the ground and brought her knees to her chest and cried. "I really am pathetic," She sniffled, once again wallowing in self-pity.

"E-Even, if I were to go and visit would he even wanna see me?" She mumbled, maybe she should. She didn't expect anything from it but, maybe it would fill the hole in her immortal heart. The thought of seeing him again brought a smile to her face, she really did love him with every fiber of her being. She envied Lilith and was jealous of her not in a hateful or spiteful way.

She just..[Y/n] sighed, wiping away her tears. Standing to her feet and dusting herself off, taking a deep breath in and exhaling. As she placed her hand on the doorknob, sighed, leaving her office and making her way towards the courthouse.

If only she knew how much he truly did miss her, as on his desk. Sat a rubber duck that shared the same angelic features as her, wings and all. If only she knew how is heart would ache, as he would glance at it.

if only she knew

how much she truly means to him

a/n: ngl..i kinda wanna maybe make her charlie's stepmom.. i mean she still loves lilth of course but.. i mean.. like.. come on.. i should..

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Lady Hell

(Lucifer x Fem!Reader x Lilith) NSFW THEMES AHEAD

Hi! Omg, I just saw/read the lucixreaderxlili story and wondered if you could write a story about Charlie and some others catching them "in the act" and just Charlie dying. Of course, Lucifer would accidentally permanently scar his daughter (and Alastor the ace) by turning around to go comfort his child, forgetting the situation for a "brief" (get it lol 😆) moment, and then trying to hide the three of them. Could you do the reactions of the others, either by hearing about it or walking in on it?

@legendarylearner18 I hope you enjoy it. I hope this is what you were looking for. I wanted to try to keep it somewhat canon, lol. So unfortunately we only get a little bit of Lilith.

For being cast to an eternity in hell, as a Sinner, you couldn't exactly complain about your current situation. You were found by Lilith, The Queen of Succubi and the subsequent Queen of Hell. While the Sinners around you looked like different creatures, you looked more human than a demon. Most likely due to the way you died, it wasn’t traumatic or horrific, so you kept most of your human features. The only difference was a pair of horns growing out of your head, and a devil-like tail.

Lilith was enthralled by your pure innocence; she picked you up from the street (literally) and brought you home. She allowed you into her palace and introduced you to her husband, her hands trailing and resting tenderly on your back. "What's your name, darling?" She hummed softly, brushing your hair from your face; you flushed, staring at the man before you, feeling the pressure of the much taller woman pressed against you. Your throat felt dry as you introduced yourself with a little bow; the man hummed,

"Is this a new Sinner, Lili?"

"Indeed. Lucifer, and I'd like to keep her." Your face burned hot as you whipped your head to the woman,

"Excuse me-" You sputtered,

"Oh, sorry. Are you queer?" She hummed, her nails brushing against your cheek, and you could only sputter out a yes of confirmation. She cooed sweetly, pressing your face directly into her tits; you squeaked, "Luci isn't she just the cutest Sinner you've just ever seen!"

"I think you're suffocating her," Lucifer mused, removing his hat and resting it against one of the many hat hooks. "Let me get a good look at her," Lilith released you, gently nudging you towards who you could only assume to be the King of Hell. You made a soft sound as he grabbed your waist; the way he analyzed you made you squirm nervously. "How would you like to stay with us? You have a choice of course.”

"Like here?"

Lilith laughed, grabbing your face and tilting your head to look her in the eyes; Lucifer took your hands and brushed his thumbs across your knuckles. "Yes, like here," she mused. You can say no. We aren't forcing you into a relationship if it makes you uncomfortable."

"You're new to Hell. We can keep you safe, but as soon as you want to leave, we won't stop you." Lucifer reassured, "But we'd like the chance to romance you if you'd let us."

You let out a little laugh, "Romance me?" Lilith giggled behind you as you watched the King Of Hell turn red and fluster. Sputtering out what exactly he meant trying to salvage the situation.

"Oh, you're going to be fun."

"And dangerous," Lucifer added, trying to recover from his embarrassment.

Your life since then has been pretty good. You fell hard and fast for Lilith and Lucifer and quickly became a part of their couple. They never made you feel less than for joining their marriage; you were equally as important as them in the relationship, and most importantly you were happy. When Lilith and Lucifer had Charlie, you were there beside them; helping Lilith through every moment especially when Lucifer was busy. Charolette, the little bundle of joy, only improved all three of your lives. You swore to yourself you would never force Charlie to see you as another parent if she didn't want to, but much to your surprise she did. You were a constant in her life, acting like a third parent to the girl most or the time, one who was constantly there and she loved every bit of you.

Charlie hummed, tapping her fingers together, "So that's why asking my other mom to convince my dad is probably our best shot at getting a meeting with Heaven!" Vaggie and Angel Dust glanced at one another,

"Hold on, you're telling me that the king of hell is getting double the pussy, and we're out here struggling ta get any?"

"You don't even like pussy Angel," Husk grunted,

"Not true. I like a certain pussy." He batted his eyelashes at Husk, who grunted, rolling his eyes while dramatically taking a swig from his whiskey bottle.

“I’m a feline or cat. Call me a pussy again, and I’ll shove this bottle up your ass.”

“Kinky I like it daddy.”

Husk promptly flipped him off.

"Not the point!" Charlie huffed cheeks, flushing. She didn’t even like thinking about her parents like that. "I've been scared enough with them to last me a lifetime!"

"Ohhoho?" Angel Dust leaned forward on his knees, "Sounds like you have stories."

"What? Stories? No way, not me." Charlie shook her head rather dramatically, yelping as Niffty ran up her leg, grabbing the collar of her shirt,

"You have stories! Dirty, nasty stories! I can smell them on you! TELL US!"

"You all realize you're asking her to talk about her parents having sex right." Vaggie grunted, "That's fucking weird."

"Don't care what's the most embarrassing thing you've ever walked in on!" Angel shouted, slamming his hands on the table, "I need to know!” Charlie chewed on her bottom lip, "You always say sharing is caring, Princess. Now that it's your turn. Are you gonna share your trauma? I've shared mine." He definitely hadn't but Charlie wondered if this was his first step into Angel actually caring about the group redemption activities.

"I...suppose you're right." She cringed outwardly as Angel grinned delightedly and turned to look at Husk. He rolled his eyes at Angel,

"I'll make you drinks; I have a feeling we'll be here for a while."

"After this story we're talking to your mom are you sure you wanna tell them then go see her directly? You don't have too." Vaggie placed her hands on Charlie's shoulders giving them a squeeze,

"It's okay Vaggie, I can do this! For the Hotel!"

—

Lilith hummed quietly, running a brush tenderly through your hair and detangling the locks. You stared at her gentle movements in the mirror, feeling her slender fingers pet your scalp. "You're staring, my beautiful lamb," You felt your cheeks burn as you looked down into your lap. You heard her soft laugh, pressing herself against your back, feeling her chest push against you.

Jesus, you were better than no man.

"Don't get all shy on me." Her fingers lifted your chin so you could turn to look at her. "There's my pretty girl." She purred, and you could melt. She leaned forward to press a tender kiss to your lips. Her other hand cupped the back of your neck possessively. "Do you wanna know something?" She murmured against your lips; she pulled away to look into your eyes as you nodded. "You're my personal Eden." She trailed the back of her hand down your cheek before pressing her thumb against your bottom lip, pulling it down. "I want to devour you; you'll let me, won't you?"

You let out a loud whine, nodding furiously at her, "Anything for you Lili." She raised a perfectly styled brow, "Mistress."

"That's my girl." She pet the top of your head, "I'm sad to mess up your hair after I just worked so hard on it. But, I think it's worth it, don't you?" Lilith's lashes fluttered, and you nodded like the lovesick puppy you were for her. The dynamic you had with the Morningstar's would be peculiar to anyone outside the bedroom; Lilith enjoyed taking the dominant role, Lucifer was a switch, and while you preferred to be more submissive, sometimes it was fun to be more dominant when messing with the devil himself. You shivered in delight at the thought of taking both of them as Lilith's mouth placed kisses against your neck. "Oh, little lamb, did you think you could hide your desire from the queen of succubi herself? You want me to gather Luci for us?"

"Would you be mad if I say yes?" You spoke softly, and she smiled sweetly, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"Not at all, my sweet thing. Why don't you get yourself ready for our return," She vanished, seeping elegantly into her shadow. You grinned, jumping on the abnormally sizeable plush bed you shared with the couple. Usually, Lucifer enjoyed undressing you, but what Lilith said goes, so you unbuttoned your shirt and slid off your skirt, leaving you just in your underthings. "Your gift is in here, Lucifer," you heard Lilith on the otherside of the door. The man let out a small laugh.

"Whenever you get me a gift, it always puts me on edge." He said lightheartedly, opening the bedroom door. His gaze landed on you immediately, and his cheeks burned scarlet.

"Do you like your gift?" She purred, leaning down to peck his cheek in a sultry manner.

"I mean, who wouldn't? Hi, Ducking!" He stammered, waving goofily. You giggled, waving back cheekily,

"Hi Luci, Mistress." You bowed your head, sprawling out on the bed seductively, your eyes trained on the growing tent in the king of hell's pants. "What role would you like me to take?" Your eyes trailed over to Lilith, who was slowly sliding down her dress.

She hummed thoughtfully, "What do you feel? Also, do you remember the safe word?" You nodded,

"Dominate with you and dominate with Lucifer. Is that alright?"

"M-more than," Lucifer stammered as Lilith reached around to place her hands on his shoulders, nipping at his neck. He let out a shaky groan at the sensation and you hopped off the bed kneeling before the King and Queen of Hell.

“Good girl.~” Lilith praised continuing to nip and suck on Lucifer’s neck her fingers moving to unbutton his top. Meanwhile he whimpered looking down at you as you undid his belt with ease fluttering your lashes innocently. You looked as beautiful as the day you arrived in Hell and he still couldn’t fathom what you’d done to end up in a place like this.

“Your Majesty may I?” You motioned to his hard cock straining against the confines of his briefs. He ran his fingers through your hair and you leaned into the touch,

“You may.” He watched you lick your lips hungrily as you pulled down his underwear, cock springing free bouncing against his stomach. He let out a shaky breath, as your hands groped his aching dick, “Ducking come on.” He whined as you slowly pumped him with a sadistic grin adorning your lips. He felt Lilith laugh against his neck and he huffed, she clicked her tongue grabbing his chin and tilting it up so she could press a kiss to his lips, it was heated as their tongues clashed in a fiery dance. He groaned into it giving Lilith control as he felt your hot mouth wrap around his cock. You bobbed your head skillfully taking him fully, your nose brushed against his pubic hair. You were always proud you could fit him in your mouth entirely, his hands dug into your hair pulling you somehow closer. You gagged but never thought about pulling away, you hollowed your cheeks making sure to use your tongue to trace the prominent veins underneath his shaft. His hips bucked into your mouth, he fucked your mouth with fervor groaning and whining the entire time. “That’s it, so close baby gonna cum-“

You pulled off with a significant pop, drool and pre-cum glistening on your lips and dripping from your chin. He made a heartbroken face in your direction as you licked your lips seductively, “oh my good girl, come to mommy.” Lilith purred as you rose to your feet, her hands wrapped around your waist as she pulled you onto the bed. Her dress had long since been discarded and her perfect breasts hung freely over you. “I’m gonna ride your face like the throne I deserve and Lucifer’s going to fuck that tight little pussy of yours.” It wasn’t a question but a command, “I’m sure you’re wet enough. I know how much you love sucking my husband’s cock.” You could only nod eagerly,

“Can I touch you?”

“You may.”

Your hands immediately shot forward, cupping her breasts between your fingers. She let out a sigh, beautiful and airy as your fingers brushed over her nipples. "That's a good girl," She purred as you began to massage her chest eagerly. Your tail swished wrapping around her waist urging her forward towards your mouth, "How impatient. Lucifer darling?"

"Y-yeah!" He sputtered removing his hand from his cock as Lilith turned to look at him. His shirt was hanging off his shoulders, unbuttoned and his pants were still down around his ankles. Face flushed red standing awkwardly, watching his two loves make out. She tutted and he flushed harder, "Sorry..."

"You're luckily out little lamb here has me in a good mood." She groaned a little as you leaned up as far as you could to nip at her breast. "Oh darling...Lucifer get over here and fuck her."

"Yes ma'am!" Lucifer grinned wiggling his leg and kicking his pants into the corner of the room...well tried to he ended up falling directly onto his face. Lilith sighed rubbing the bridge of her nose while you burst into a fit of giggles. You tried to cover you mouth with your hands as you tilted your head backwards, he raised his head with a nervous smile. "My bad," His voice cracked a little as he fumbled his way over to the both of you.

"You're such a goofball," Lilith sighed now trying to hide her smile from her husband. "You still alright to continue?" She was looking at Lucifer but you knew the question was for the both of you. Embarrassed Lucifer nodded as you responded with a resounding

"Yes!"

"Good then let us continue." She mused clapping her hands together as the lights in the room dimmed and the candles flickered to life. She leaned forward connecting your lips together you moaned quietly against her, her hand coming up under your bra to squeeze your chest gently. "Ready?"

You felt Lucifer's nails trail your thighs and his lips pressing gentle kisses to the skin there. You shivered at the touch and felt him smile against your flesh, "Yes Mistress." You saw her smile, beautiful like the sky back on Earth. She moved with the grace of a queen as she moved to sit on your face, squeezing her thighs against your head. Lilith let out a loud intake of breath as your tongue prodded at her entrance. Your hands moved to dig your nails into her thighs as you ate her out like a woman starved. Meanwhile you felt Lucifer bite at your inner thighs causing you to moan against Lilith, she let out an elegant groan as her hips began to roll into against your mouth. You heard the devil snap his fingers as your bottom half got much breezier, he had snapped your underwear away, thank god they weren't your favorite pair.

He was making sure to mark you up before licking a stripe up your pussy his snake like tongue moving circles on your clit. Your thighs unconsciously clamped around your head and you felt him tut against you yanking your thighs away from his skull. You wined as Lilith ground down on her, filling your mouth with her wetness, nose brushing against her clit. You felt the dynamic switch as Lucifer leaned back thumb massaging your bud and fingers teasing your entrance mercilessly. You tried to get out a mumble out a please, but Lilith's body made your plea sound like nothing but a mumble, "You trying to beg Duckling? It's a shame you can't."

"Aw Luci don't be mean to the poor girl, she's working hard to please me-" She was cut off with a moan eyes fluttering, "I'm close. Don't be mean to her when she's doing such a good job. Unless she's somehow not wet enough but I doubt that."

"Oh she's dripping." Lucifer mused, "But if you allow it I'll fuck her immediately. After all, it's her turn to be throughly bred." You moaned hotly into her and her sweet sounds tangled with your own, her entire body pressed hard into you as she climaxed into your mouth. Her chest heaved as she slid off you, your mouth wet with her juices, as your tongue came to swipe at your lips.

"Lili!~" You moaned your hand reaching out towards her, she hushed you softly intertwining her hand within your own, she looked over at Lucifer, "Please."

She hummed turning to face Lucifer giving a nod, his entire face lit up like the stars, he leaned foward to kiss you tenderly. "I love you,"

"I love you too," You purred cupping his cheeks sweetly. "Don't make me beg,"

"I won't you've been plenty good." He pressed a kiss to your nose causing you to giggle. He gave himself a few pumps before sliding into you with relatively ease. Your eyes rolled back in your head fluttered with a sharp intake of breath. "Fuck...baby-" He moaned, "You're alway so tight around me." You didn't get a chance to respond before Lilith placed her lips onto yours and her hands under your bra; palming at your chest. Lucifer sucked in a needy breath at the sight and your hips began to buck up against him continuing to flutter around him. He took your hint and began to pump in and out of you, you broke away from Lilith spit still connecting the two of you as you let out a loud moan. "That's it...my good girl."

He always felt so big inside you, you swore he'd break you in half, as your toes curled once he hit the spongey spot inside of you. "More." You demanded as Lilith giggled, "Fill me up."

"As you wish, you wanna make me another Daddy-"

"Dad?"

"FUCK ME!" Lucifer yelped his wings suddenly sprouting out of his back in a panic, pulling out of you in a hurry. Your eyes widened into saucers clamping down on him in surprise which caused him to cum prematurely over your stomach. Lilith cursed under her breath, frantically looking around for a blanket.

"Lucifer!" He was snapped back to life by the sound of Lilith's voice his wings quickly shifted covering the both of you.

"Oh God!" Charlie shrieked once she fully processed what was going on, she covered her eyes. The teenager's cheeks were flushed, "What the fuck!"

"We're so sorry!" Lucifer sputtered, moving to get up to explain himself.

"DAD DON'T GET UP!"

"Lucifer!" Lilith hissed,

"SORRY!"

"I'm leaving!" Charlie squeaked out, "Sorry! Sorry! Oh god my eyes!" The door slammed shut with a bang as Lucifer's wings disappeared and buried his face in his hands.

—

It wasn't a surprise that she first came to you with her hotel idea to rehabilitate sinners instead of her father. You shuffled uncomfortably as she held out her drawing cards; she was pointing eagerly to her plans. By her side was her girlfriend Vaggie, the girlfriend Lucifer didn't know about.

She had you wrapped around her finger, and she knew it.

"Charlie, you know I love you and admire your ambition; I always have, but..." You trailed off as she frowned, lowering her papers. Your heart ached, "Shouldn't you be talking to your father about this- and don't say I'm your mother, you know what I mean." You held your finger up to stop her, “it's just. I don’t know how I can help you sweetheart.”

“Well I was…ya know thinking. That you could maybe possibly I don’t know, convince dad it’s a good plan. And well I don't know get me a meeting with Heaven.”

You winced, “Charlie…” she pouted giving you her saddest puppy dog face, “I only have so much power when he comes to controlling your father.”

“But we’re making SUCH good progress. Angel Dust is on the road to redemption as we speak!” She exclaimed, “right Vaggie?”

“Right.” She smiled reassuringly up at her girlfriend before turning to you, “just…try please. If it doesn’t work Charlie will call him and figure something else out. We aren’t asking for him to help,” Charlie opened her mouth to protest, “without seeing it himself first.” She corrected and her girlfriend nodded in approval.

“You two I swear.” You stood on your toes grabbing Charlie’s red cheeks kissing both as she flushed. “If your father kills me it’s your fault,”

“He’d never!” Charlie looked aghast, “he loves you like he loved Mom!”

“I know, Hon. Don’t worry, figure of speech.”

“Oh,” she frowned. “Well, try not to talk like that. Think positive!” Charlie grabbed your hands and opened her mouth,

"I love you, but please don't sing right now." You kissed her knuckles softly, "I need all my brainpower to talk to your dad."

"Understood!" She squealed, "I love you!"

"I love you too. Now shoo, your dad will call you later." She wrapped you in another hug, and Vaggie nodded her head in your direction with a little smile. Charlie pulled away and interlocked her hand with her girlfriend before scampering off. You rubbed your face tiredly; Lucifer and your relationship had been strained since Lilith left. You still loved one another dearly, but her leaving had taken a toll on both of you. While he retreated to isolate himself in his room, you coped in other ways, namely, running his kingdom for him to the best of your ability. The only things you didn't do were meetings and phone calls with the Seraphim or the Angels.

So, things between the both of you have been a little more than awkward and tense. Not knowing how Charlie would react, you both decided it was better to try to deal with your emotions privately instead of telling her outright that you were having relationship issues. You still slept in the same bed, but most of the time, it felt like he was barely there...reminding you that you were just a lover and not a wife.

Cursing inwardly at the thought, you loved Lilith; you missed her smile, her voice, and her kindness. But it was hard not to feel bitter at times; she left you and Lucifer...alone...for going on seven years.

It had not only devastated him, but Charlie, and you as well. Despite your wishes those bitter thoughts, were getting more and more common.

You let out a shaky sigh before you smoothed out any wrinkles in your dress as you approached his workshop. You knocked softly on the door. You heard frantic rustling and fumbling of what you could only assume was another rubber duck project before the door was hurriedly thrown open. His eyes squinted like he was trying to gather what you were doing here before he let out a panicked, nervous laugh.

"Duckling!" you could hear the nervous tremor in his voice, "What-ugh- what are you doing here?"

"I live here? We sleep in the same bed." You deadpanned,

"No, I mean! Er, my workshop,"

"Charlie stopped by-"

"She did?!" The panic in his voice was even more evident now that you mentioned the possibility that his daughter was here you watched as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Is she still here? You got her to leave right? Did she ask about me? I'm not prepared and-"

"Luci," Your tone softened, cupping his cheeks and running his thumb across the apples of them, "She's not here. She had a message she wanted me to relay to you."

"She...asked you and not me?" He murmured, and you chewed the inside of his cheek,

"It wasn't a long visit; you were very busy."

"Yes...I was busy."

You both stared at one another, tension seeping into your bones. Your tail flicked restlessly, and Lucifer's claws drummed nervously on the wood of the doorframe. "Welp!" He clapped his hands together, "If that's all." He moved to spin around back into his duck-filled workshop,

"I didn't even tell you what she wanted..." You spoke quietly, reaching out to touch his shoulder but he flinched away before you could make contact again.

"Fuck, I didn't mean to flinch. It's just Lilith and...and I know we haven't been intimate- It's just-" He rambled,

"No, please don't apologize." Your smile was strained, and your hands clutched the top of your dress. "I understand completely, Your Majesty."

He said your name, pained, "Don't do this-"

You held up your hand, silencing him, "It's fine." You doubled down on the earlier statement before sighing, shoulders slumping, your entire body felt heavy. "I love you but I don't know if I can keep doing this..."

"Please stop." He reached forward to grab your shoulders, in a frantic way to prove he wasn't afraid to touch you.

"Lucifer, I'm tired." You looked up at him and already felt the stinging behind your eyes, "I miss her so much it hurts...I miss you. I'm so lonely I feel like I could die again."

"Don't say that." He said seriously, hands moving from shoulders to your cheeks, "Never say that. If you died, I couldn't bear it."

"The great Lucifer Morningstar would live, I'm sure. Although he'd have to rule his own kingdom again." Your lips twitched in a sad smile,

"I don't think I would." He chose to ignore the second part of the statement, "I know." You watched his throat bob, "I haven't been fair to you. I've shut you out, and I shouldn't have, and it breaks my heart that I made you doubt my love for you." His fingers brushed against your cheek, wiping away tears that began to roll.

"Lilith is your wife, and I can't imagine what you're going through-"

"Out of everyone, I think you're the only one who can relate to what I'm going through." He laughed airily, "I'm a mess. I'm depressed, and what kind of man am I? My wife left, our daughter hates me, and you can't stand to be in the same room as me."

"But that's all I've wanted!" You shouted, not unkindly, "I want to be with you, I'm meant to be your rock, your support how can I do that if you shut me out."

"I never meant to!" He exclaimed, "I just- I hate myself all the time-"

"Join the club!"

"Fuck. We're both messes, aren't we?"

"More than," You laughed, rubbing your eyes. "Look, Luci..." He blushed a bit at the nickname, and it made you smile. "Can you promise me we'll work on it, work on everything, together? No more shutting one another out."

"Promise." He stood on his tip toes and leaned forward, hesitating slightly, "I don't want to pressure-" You grabbed his lapels and pulled him close, pressing a hot kiss to his lips. He groaned a bit into it, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you close. "I missed this, I missed you," He mumbled against your lips. "I'll be better. To both of you-"

"Oh." You snapped your fingers, pulling away from him, and he made an 'eh' like sound. "Speaking of Charlie wants you to get her a meeting with Heaven."

"WHAT!"

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Personal Hell: Prologue

Pairing: (Hazbin Hotel) Lucifer Morningstar x GN!demon overlord!Reader

Summary: You were one of the first demons in hell, doing your best to survive you gain quite the reputation- so much so that the royalty of hell demands your presence before them. What will come of this meeting and more importantly, will you survive?

Warnings: mentions of violence and mental health, possible gore and death.

A/N: This is my first time writing for Hazbin Hotel- I do not know too much about it, a friend got me to watch the show recently and I just felt the need to write at least something about it :) ALL of my "reader" characters are GN unless otherwise specified.

Masterlist | Taglist | edited.

In the early stages of Hell's development, you were of the first to have fallen into its pits and established yourself within the first ring. You started off listening and keeping to the shadows as you studied up on who you would eventually have to face in order to survive. You noted down your opponents histories, their routines, ticks and pleasures. You stalked till waiting at the ready to battle tooth and nail against opponents largely bigger than your own stature.

Those days you ran solely for your drive to live through this second life- collecting the fallen’s souls that stared back at you with dead eyes or lifeless ones. And it would only be then when you had to murder someone so seemingly similar to yourself, a reflection just younger than you that a mask made its way across your face, one of shadows and souls alike- concealing the pain you faced in having to slay in order for yourself to feel safe even walking out into the street.

This endless cycle of death, murder, and collection continued into the decades, your name to be spread even into the farthest corners of Hell, you were an overlord and with such notoriety. The newly framed royal estate welcomed you through its doors for a meeting with the resident King and Queen of hell.

You wished, thinking back now, for that to be the only meeting you had with the royals- how different your life would have been now if you defied their blood-inked letters but you always found yourself walking back through those tall oak doors and kneeling in front of their thrones.

Every meeting you established with the royals was different- they each demanded a different sacrifice of yourself even if unintended on their doings. They asked to hear of your first-person perspectives on the horrors you slayed, the offhand meetings with bruised angels and the thousands of contracts that drifted around you in a hidden void yet through praises and clapping hands. They demanded most to hear of your knowledge- impressed to find you were nearly as old as they. You knew of their history, Hell's history and of every noteworthy name that held a sibilance of power all the way out to the outer rings.

And that was only the first meeting, the second you were called back it was only Lilith that sat on the throne and to your shock she moved to stand beside you, wanting to hear more of your stories- your adventures and conquests. There was a certain sad glint in her eye, one you read to be of loss- she missed adventure, the adrenaline of discovery and the edge of uncertainty.

You could only shake your head at these observations, holding back in the presence of the Queen- keeping these judgements to yourself within the provided guest suite. The Queen of Hell had everything you had ever been working towards, peace and safety in a land that always demanded otherwise.

On the last night of your stay there, the Queen gifted you a raven- requesting that you write your tales to her no matter the cost as you bowed to her orders. Racing out of the palace walls and back onto the city streets where yet another battle was waged that night.

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As time continued, you wrote to the Queen as demanded and by every month you had received a request back to the palace- it felt as if you were working a job, one that you had yet to discover the importance of.

With every monthly visit, it came less about reports like a general to the army head but more of tea sessions in the garden while trying to knit a sweater together. You began as the Queen's confidant, her greatest friend and this was not privately observed but the King, Lucifer saw this as well. It was with great strides that he warmed up to you in the years of knowing one another. He started to often join you and Lilith for your walks around the garden together- confessing that he read the letters you shared to one another in his own study.

He asked you about your life aboveground, surprised to find that you lived a reserved and peaceful life as an artist. You watched as he held onto this information with a sweet smile coating his features, a glass of wine swirling around his fingertips as he called for yours to be filled once more. Lilith would join you both later that evening, gossiping about her meeting with the angels once more.

You nodded your head along, taking notes on the situation as you felt the King's eyes stare into the side of your head. Lilith quietly observed her husband's actions with a smile coating her own features as a ghost of her power whispered into his ear, like them- my dear?

They brighten my day just as they do yours- a wonderful friend we have chosen, the King replies back in a breathy tone as you sit there unknowing, murmuring on about your experiences with angels and the devils of it all.

Centuries went by, and you had expanded from the mere title of overlord to the most beloved member of Hells court. You were the royals confidant, their historian and greatest general, you offered them both advice and didn't even realize when you handed them over your heart as well.

It would be a few days after your meeting with Hell's royalty and court that the official exterminations would become all the more prominent and it would be with the heaviest of hearts that Hell would not partake in the sadistic pleasure of killing one another but of the thought to be angels instead.

Once returning to your office from within the estate, you were surprised to find a more than distraught Lilith teleporting through your door. You watched as her head had fallen atop your desk, her crown presented towards your chest as you eyed her cautiously, your years of observations and killings coming into full effect as you analyzed the Queen.

She took one deep breath in before collecting herself- as if the mere image of her helpless form was only a spark of your imagination. "I am pregnant." Is all she stated, looking at you deeply in the eyes as she watched you process this information with stoic eyes and your mask-covered face.

You snap your eyes to the Queen, a slight shock courses through her features- you rarely if ever demand eye-contact as you state, "then you are to be protected at all costs." Yet what would anyone know surrounding that room, even as the guards were told not to eavesdrop that in the following nine-months one life would be given for another to fall.

An attack had been placed while on a public outing- the announcement of the future Princess of Hell was about to be public as you set-free your powers and hundreds of thousands year long training.

Screams erupted from the crowds, weapons drawn and guns firing widely throughout the air as your shadows caught each stray headed for the royalty. The King tackled Lilith down- teleporting them both from the scene as blood dripped down our nose and from your ears, the ground shook from underneath you as you raised your arms- firing yourself into the air as thousands of spears were summoned. Damming another in their way.

It was only when you had the overlord attacker in your vice grip that a spike of pleasure coursed through your veins with the destruction you caused. A new self emerged from you that day- full of pride for the protection and service you provided- you felt lost internally as disgust eventually washed over you and the actions you made.

Hundreds of thousands of dead bodies covered the streets, their souls joining your powers, you felt that with a mere snap, you could vanish this demon's existence from every plane of existence. A cold shiver ran down your spine, your eyes conflicting only to feel pain erupting from your centre. A poisoned tentacle of theirs created a hole through your very being.

The pain came in waves as you waved your arm, slashing it through the air as you heard their body be sliced in half, blood dripping onto your skin from a flick of your wrist. You threw up upon the various courses that created a deathbed you would soon join. Your eyes fluttering, your breathing steadying once more as you looked up into the red sky as it flickered blue for the faintest second.

Your body laid limp in that pile- you did not feel time pass nor the gateway to an after-afterlife- no. You stared into the void, the blackness coating every part of your existence in an equally suffocating and reassuring embrace. You could not panic, scream, nor enjoy its embrace for it plagued every crevice of your mind as you rested- unknowing of time.

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While the King and Queen were ordered around protection from the royal guard you created. They trusted each of your soldiers like extensions of yourself- accepting that these were your orders to them no matter how many times their King pleaded to help you on the front lines. To pray that you were still breathing- Lililth hoped the same as guilt and grief swirled in her like a toxic hurricane.

Days after when they were allowed out once more, Lilith had the child named Charlie- after your middle name- they couldn't wait to surprise you with the news. The royal couple waited for your return from war, waited to find your raven making its way into the quarters, waited for you to teleport into their garden yet you never did.

The royal guard was sent out to retrieve you no matter dead or alive- they were not to return without you. Lilith refused to look anyone in the eyes- the last time she saw you, when you looked into her own with such determination. She couldn't bear to see anyone else's otherwise.

Lucifer turned cold, he loved his family, his wife and daughter to heaven and back yet in any room outside of their company he became cruel, unlistening to any word but your own. He hates to admit to himself but he read your journals- needing a piece of you to guide him once more.

And when the royal guard turned back, lacking in numbers and empty handed, the King of Hell showed true power, grief and overwhelming anger that he slaughtered the room and all Lilith could do was clap at the sight while holding a baby Charlie in her lap.

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As Charlie grew up, becoming a budding demon, so did her parents' emotions as they began to stir against one another as time went on. Without you by their side, ruling was yet another continuous learning curve only made more difficult with a curious child.

Charlie held reminders of your determination, a feature both her parents look on to her with bittersweet smiles adorning their faces. There were constant reminders of you everywhere in the palace- at times it felt like you were still alive with them. The thought of you dead has Lucifer struggling for control once more and Lilith had been stretched thin. The couple blew up on one another, words being thrown at one another like tipped blades and bleeding arrows.

Lilith had become increasingly conflicted, though overtime she missed you in waves- she ultimately moved past you, knowing that you would never return and became annoyed when her supposed husband did not. She started to feel neglected in your imagine- even when she was the most powerful being in Hell.

The Queen of Hell expressed these feelings, she was becoming increasingly angered by these constant reminders of you everywhere now- she had decided to carry forward, with or without them and that would be the last straw for Lucifer who refused to give up hope. This stemmed into Charlie's personality as well, which only furthered Liliths resentment. That look even in her own child's eyes had her signing the papers as the King fell even deeper into his depression from yet another person dear to him leaving so soon after the other.

He made no moves to chase the Queen of Hell. They agreed that she would keep her political title yet she was her own figurehead now- choosing to stay away and go off on her own adventures. A motive to spite you- to become you in what others would write about was her transition from love to jealousy. A thin line to cross between passions.

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In the following weeks, the King would close the estate- sending all the staff back into the void or to other jobs around Hell for the meanwhile. He raised Charlie alone with the help of a few well-mannered tutors. She had only the best education, reading also from your letters and journals- she was always so inquisitive about you. Asking to know more, begging to meet you. Only to find out as she went into her teen years- that would never be possible.

A sadness coated her adolescence, the lack of interaction with the public, the lack of a motherly figure and as she watched her dad slip further and further away mentally as it appeared. She could only wish to have someone strong like you in her life once more, someone who would know just what to say.

In her first public appearance back, she noted quotes from your book, the History of Hell, she watched as her father smiled happily for a distance as he leaned more on his cane- top hat slipping to cover more of his face as that smile gradually fell.

The public loved the quotes, remembering all the things you did for Hell, they respected you- adored you even (against your wishes). Charlie dreamed of getting to be someone like you one day, helping others even if it goes against yourself.

As she finished up her speech and returned inside. She felt as her father hugged her, little did they know for the last time in a while as Charlie discovered what Extermination day is and became disgusted when she found you were there to help create the modernization of it. A person like you that openly disliked killing yet stood for the mass cultivation of it.

A whiplash of emotions had Charlie reeling back as she could only think to run away from it all. She ran to a rundown hotel- she needed to invoke change, she couldn't care to think about anything going on at home anymore- no. Charlie was going to distract herself by helping others, there had to be another way to this life- and maybe she could even find that escape as well.

–

Lucifer buried himself behind work with an empty home, he swore to imagine each of your footsteps echoing down the halls. He took up work in your old office, feeling reunited with you in the space as he had placed a few family photos and shots of you wandering the gardens along the otherwise barren walls.

He still attended the necessary court hearings, spoke out to his people and maintained the utmost image yet behind closed doors, the man fell further into himself and the depths of his inner hell space. He craved companionship, prayed to have someone to share the burden of ruling with- to have someone understand his struggles, listen to his interests and protect his heart that he was struggling to resuscitate.

Lucifer would pride himself in developing rubber ducks, a mocking of your favorite animal back on earth. He smiles to himself fondly through a looking glass, ensuring the eternal vocal components are just right as he places the power switch on. The King missed hearing your stories alongside your past-life memories while looking as the mechanic waddled against the desk- stareing ifelessly past him and towards a picture of himself and Lilith sat on their thrones. If you looked just off to his right side, you could be seen- hidden away in the shadows and your smile barely visible to the camera. It was the King's favorite image, placed right beside one of Charlie taking her first walk through the gardens. Shaking his head, he prepared himself for an empty bed and thus a lonely morning when he awoke to hell once more.

To be continued.

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Born of Unkown Stardust

(Platonic) Lucifer x (???)Child! reader

Prologue/ Next pt ->

Summary: The angles formed the world and all mortal life from dust. One day from the unknown the angels came across bizarre dust, that seemed to have a will of its own. It refused to be molded and shaped to the angel's will. So they cast it aside, till a certain angel got his creative hands on it.

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During the time when the earth had yet to be formed. The elders, beings of light experimented with expanding their realm. A special angel wanted nothing more than to take part and show off spectacular dreams and ideas. This Angel was Lucifer. But sadly, he was pushed aside, as the elders thought his ideas were too dangerous to their way of order.

While forming the earth, when they came across a strange sight. Something from beyond their perceived realm entered their lands, a cloud of cosmic-looking strange dust. The elders excitedly held the material and quickly tried to mold and shape it to their will. Yet it refused to retain the shape as it puffed and bubbled. No matter how much they tried, the strange dust remained unyielding. So the angelic elders cast the dust aside.

Yet as this dust floated about, Lucifer's curiosity led him to this bizarre material. He too tried his luck, but also came to the same conclusion. He stared, puzzled by this dust when he noticed something. The matter wasn't just puffing up, but trying to shape itself. However, it appeared to be struggling to take shape. So with a deep breath, Lucifer let his angelic magic flow into the strange clump of dust. The dust glows brilliantly as it expands and stretches rapidly, kicking up strong winds. The other Angles watched in horror at the sight as the expanding dust suddenly started to fold and shrink in on itself. Lucifer shut his eyes expecting an explosion, but nothing came. Slowly opening his eyes, he gasped at what was in his palms.

A tiny little... Little thing was in his hands, a fully formed being, with the strange stardust making up the tuff of its hair on its head.

Lucifer stared in awe at this...Being? It was so small, almost the size of a duckling. Its eyes were filled with stars as it opened its eyes for the first time. The little creature slowly reached up and placed its tiny hands on his cheeks. And Lucifer's heart just melted.

But he was pulled from his wonder when he noticed the other angels gathering around him to see what he made. Most angels stared down in confusion and suspicion. It looked nothing like them, it didn't radiate an angelic aura, nor demotic. They didn't know what to make of it, and it frightened them.

Yet Lucifer paid no mind as he held the creature close.

"Don't listen to them little one. I can tell you'll become something amazing," Lucifer smiles as he gives the tiny creature a little belly poke. Causing the adorable critter to let out a little squeak.

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Lucifer x alastor

Na ngangagat po ako pagnakikita o binabasa ko po siya 😘❤️

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer x Reader | SFW

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: just some cute little headcannons for this <33

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: hiiii sissy!! omggg finally have a reason to post this. loveyousomuch so here you goo! happy readings!

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer who mostly spends his time day dreaming about you like a kid with a crush, the way he adores eyes, like a pool of stars he'd want to sink in forever, who dreams of your smile, would trade a thousand souls along with his own just to see your mesmerizing smile.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer who's simply in awe with just the bear of your voice, the way he would search for your tone, over and over again just to come back to you each time.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer who's scared that you'll walk away, scared that you too, would leave him down on the bitter dirt, make his life as miserable as it is now for him, who'd be so anxious of you pushing him away, to the point where he'd almost breakdown.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer who'd spend every night staring at you, making sure that you were really real, that you were by his side, he would just stare deeply in your face as you slept, keeping an eye on you all night.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer who'd spend a day up in his workroom, making cute little duck figures that resemble the two of you, who'd spend a day trying to make the perfect present to give you, with all those shiny and shimmery things, put all in the gift he'll give you.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊! Lucifer who thanks everything, his hardships and all, the path he took that led him to you. his absolute beloved.

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Last Updated: 2023-12-25

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite Lucifer Morningstar stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

✑ Invidia￨Prt. II￨Prt. III￨Prt. IV by everlastingdreams • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "Maze sends you on a date with another guy to help you forget about your feelings for Lucifer. Lucifer soon starts to act stranger than usual."

✑ A Date with the Devil by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Lucifer was nothing if not stubborn. Despite your continuous rejections to his attempts to ask you on a date, he persisted. Your resolve was beginning to wear away, and his proposal was looking more and more tempting."

✑ A Deal with the Devil by bewareofthecrazyperson • 〔E᜶F〕 •

Summary: "You're working at LUX. When your car appears to be wrecked you have no choice but to go back to LUX. Fortunately Lucifer is around and offers you to spend the night at his place."

✑ A Devil's Wrath by everlastingdreams • 16+ • 〔F᜶C〕 • 🚫 •

Summary: "[When Lucifer meets you, he] is fascinated by [your kindness]. [After spending] some time together at Lux, ... the evening takes an ugly turn [when] some guy starts bothering [you]."

✑ A Night to Remember by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "It'd started as the ramblings of a near drunken conversation. You hadn't expected anything to come of it, but he insisted, promising you a night of fun. You agreed, [expecting a nice dinner between friends], but when the night ended and he asked again, you couldn't help but agree..."

✑ Acceptance by ayanna-wild • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "You should have believed him; he'd [been] honest from the start... [it] just seemed [too] unbelievable... then you saw... his 'other' face... Now... Lucifer's waiting... for you to decide if you still want him in your life... [However,] there seemed to be a misunderstanding..."

✑ Baby Caution by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "You... expected him to go somewhat overboard with your first pregnancy… maybe a little fussing over your well-being. You did not, however, expect the amount of worrying and coddling the devil had for you now."

✑ Broken Wings by ayanna-wild • 〔A᜶C〕 •

Summary: "It was a simple matter of loving the wrong man, but you couldn't control your heart. How was it fair for you to be punished? But life was cruel that way."

✑ Can't Fight the Feeling by kittenwritesstuff • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: "[When you], Chloe's [cousin, catch Lucifer's eye], he falls for [you instantly], but isn't sure whether [you'd] have him."

✑ Darling Effort by bubblyani • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: Provoked by jealousy, you are determined to show Lucifer that you can be just as exciting in bed as anyone else.

✑ Detective Morningstar by matth1w • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

Summary: "You're pregnant... great, right? Wrong. You know how much [Lucifer] doesn't like children. So being a responsible adult, you… lie and avoid him. Lucifer does some detective work and finds out, because of course he would."

✑ Devil Devil by lovingrosewho • 〔A〕 • ♡ •

Summary: "Lucifer needs to confess and show his true self before dating you."

✑ Devil's Party by lovingrosewho • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "You're best friends with Lucifer, who happens to be the devil, you two go to a Lux's party together where you notice one of your exes."

✑ Dutiful Wife by bubblyani • 18+ • 〔F᜶E〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Forensic Science Sisters by writingtoforgetreality • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Ella and you were the forensic scientists of the L.A.P.D. One person in the precinct made your work rather hard. Lucifer Morningstar. You wish you had not caught a crush but you could not help yourself. Besides, you knew he only had eyes for Chloe. At least that was what you thought."

✑ Good Night by silence-burns • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Imagine [waking up while] Lucifer [is] carrying you to bed after you fall asleep on his couch."

✑ He's the Devil, You know by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You were fond of your new life, loved the people you'd met and the man who stole your heart. Unfortunately an old and dear friend rolls into town, and he doesn't exactly approve of your relationship with the devilish club owner."

✑ Let Me Show You How It's Done by bewareofthecrazyperson • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: "You're complaining to your friend Lucifer about how your sex life. He shows you exactly how it is done."

✑ Little Things by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You hadn't noticed them at first, they were to subtle. But one day you'd begun to notice it, they became obvious and you found yourself noticing everything little thing you hadn't before."

✑ Lost￨Prt. II by s-writing-s • 〔A᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Lucifer worries the people closest to him when he shows up looking like a mess. Only Amenadiel knows why and shocks everyone with the answer."

✑ Lunch Break by bubblyani • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: You drop by the penthouse during your lunch break only to find Lucifer in the shower; needless to say, things get steamy.

✑ Now and for Eternity by artzee-bee • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ • 🚫 •

Summary: When a stalker tries to come between you and Lucifer, the devil makes it clear that nothing will come between you two.

✑ Rest for the Wicked by think-blot • 〔F᜶A〕 •

Summary: "Lucifer doesn't like that your job comes before him. He fixes the nonexistent problem but, now, everyone is questioning him as to why. Including you."

✑ Something Sweet by think-blot • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "...No one thinks twice about [Lucifer's constant flirting with you] because, well, it's just Lucifer being Lucifer. [However,] when a case takes all your attention away from him, people start to question why he's so desperate to get it back."

✑ Thundering Hearts by everlastingdreams • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[You're] Lucifer's personal stylist, [with] whom he [constantly] tries to flirt [unfortunately for him, You're immune to his charms. Or [so you think]?"

✑ Wedding Bells by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "[You'd planned this day for months]. It was like a dream, but the butterflies in your stomach, the way your leg bounced with unending anxiety and excitement reminded you that it was all real..."

✑ Wrong Move by silence-burns • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: "You got to look for a murderer in an abandoned church with Lucifer, but things get out of control."

✑ A Crush by silence-burns • 〔F〕 •

✑ Alone Time by ayanna-wild • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

✑ Aunt, the by mortallyscrumptiousmilkshake • 〔F〕 •

✑ Can't Help Falling in Love with You by lucifer-scenario • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Caught by fafulous • 16+ • 〔E᜶F〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Day Like This by banditthewriter • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

✑ Devil's Punishment, the by eiressofinspirationwrites • 〔F〕 •

✑ Devil's Wings by lovingrosewho • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

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4theluvofsapphos · 3 months

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Devil’s Advocate - PART 1/2

Lucifer Morningstar (Sandman) x Dead!Reader

TW & A/N: R passes from an implied inebriated fall (DDDNE), Drinking, Smoking, Mentions of a high/drug related analogies/metaphors(?),

LATER TAGS TO NOTE: Heavy Sadism/Masochism, Blood + Blood Drinking, Slut-Shaming/Harsh Degrading, Dubious Consent (R is bound by contract, yet still consents + is sober, so I’m not sure if this is dubious consent or not, but I’m not taking any chances afhksdfj), Brief mentions of being apathetic towards death/life

WC: ~1.3K

Considering how you came to be acquainted with The Devil–some would even call you ‘friendly’--you hadn’t expected to be as deep into the murky depths as you were. Not only were you enticed by the embodiment of sin, but the idea made your brow crease and your palms begin to sweat. Your church always chided the children, telling them Satan was no martyr, no king. They said Satan was the ruler of the misfits, the outcasts, the uglies of the world.

In time, you came to understand that no one was an Angel. The closest that Heaven ever got to having an angel was Lucifer Morningstar. And even then, that didn’t last very long, did it?

As you grew into adulthood, becoming a misfit, an outcast, an ugly–it was inevitable. You remember the first time you peeked down the barrel of a bottle, flicked the sparker of a lighter. The teen angst got the best of you, and you never had it in you to care.

The ecstasy was heaven, the sin was salvation.

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Your drinking buddy, Sal, said you were too cocky when you began dancing on the roof, holding the cheap bottle of Budweiser in one hand, a cigarette in the other. You were two bottles in, and a pack and a half down.

You didn’t care. Why would you? Life was so bland, like the same flavor of the same food. It had always been that way, since the day you realized you wouldn’t amount to much more than an office worker. You had no passion, no drive. Dying wouldn’t be terrible, living wasn’t terrible. But you craved more. And so you chased that rush, that hit of adrenaline when you balanced on a bridge high above the crashing waves, or when you set your hand on fire after covering it in hair gel, diving into the pool next to you to extinguish it.

Or like now, as you danced carelessly above your apartment, leaning over the edge and screaming along to the lyrics of the music, laughing loudly and throwing the finished cigarette over the edge. You watched it fall, the end glowing a deep orange, and suddenly you felt dizzy. The alcohol hit all at once, and instead of disappearing, you watched as the cigarette got closer, and closer, and closer. The realization didn’t hit you until you heard Sal scream after you, and in an instant, the rushing wind filled your head, you watched as the ground rushed closer to you in your periphery. Your eyes never straying from the falling cigarette, which distinguished on the cold pavement, and then…nothing.

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Heat. The first thing to hit your senses when you began to rouse, was the heat. It was hot enough to make your nostrils burn as you took in slow, confused breaths.

Your throat felt dry…honestly, everything felt dry and aching, like you had just fallen 36 stories and landed head first on the floor you were currently laying on. When you finally decided to start moving and dared to crack open your eyes, you found that there seemed to be no ceiling, no moon, no sun, no stars. You hadn’t the faintest idea whether you were indoors or outside, if it was day or night. The sky was a dusted rose, a perpetual late evening or early morning.

Shifting onto your hands and knees, a gentle wind picked up– hot as well, unfortunately. With a little groan, you managed to get up, before quickly crumbling back to the floor. For whatever reason, the fall had seriously inhibited your ability to balance, or walk- really.

You had no idea where you were going, no idea what to do. When you glanced up from your hands and the smooth marble of the floor, your eyes caught on an opening at the end of the hall. Luckily, it didn’t look to be very far away.

So, with a sigh of personal defeat, you began to crawl. Even that was a struggle, yet you persisted. One hand, one knee, one hand, one knee. One hand-

“Going somewhere, starlight?”

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END PT 1 HCJSJDJ THANKS FOR READING!!!

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artsy-louie · 3 months

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Would anyone be interested on me doing a Lucifer x Y/N art with your oc/you for US$2?

If yes, and there's an interest in commissioning I could do a poll asking what pose would you prefer as a template for the art. A template looks like this and I would draw your character/you in the place of the y/n:

Here examples of what my art looks like:

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multi-fandom-imagine · 3 months

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Could you write headcanons about how lucifer realizes he's falling in love you the reader? Thank you!

A/n: OF COURSE! I love this so much.

Met you through Charlie, didn't know what to think of you at first but you had something that he couldn't help just be drawn too.

Think's you're cute but doesn't comment on it, he rather not over step his boundaries.

Will often visit the hotel to see Charlie which means that he will often see you. Lucifer find's himself talking with you.

You two bond over duck's, you're both often found talking for hours over the most random things.

When he is away, Lucifer often find's himself thinking about you and what you maybe doing.

Nervous laughter! Will alway's laugh at your jokes, he doesn't know why but he just likes to see you smile.

Get's a bit starry eyed when you stand up / defend his daughter.

Gives you one of his favorite rubber ducks, the way your eyes light up, your smile. Oh how he loves it so much.

Get's jealous whenever he see's Alastor talk's to you. He really thinks Alastor doing it to piss him off.

Finally realize's his feeling's for you, puff's out his chest. Think's he's gonna be suave when he ask's you out but comes off as a nervous wreck.

It's still cute so you accept.

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don’t mess with the devil ii

Part I final

Chapter ii: Home is with you

[warning: mentions of sex]

Lucifer Morningstar x human!Reader

Y/n

Y/n?

Sweetie?

The smell of chemicals wafted through your nose, and the occasional beeps that sounded like a heartbeat monitor? You groaned, and your vision still blurry. “L-Lu?..” Your voice hoarse, but the voice didn’t respond.

“It’s me mom.” The voice said, causing you to sit up quickly in response. “Whoa, slow down.” Your mother, said placing a hand on your back. “I-I’m back..” You whispered, and your mother looked at you worriedly. She gently rubbed your hand, “Yes you’re. Thank Heavens.” She said, planting a kiss on the side of your head.

You sat there and said nothing, staring blankly at the blanket. Processing everything, you were no longer in Hell. No longer with Lucifer. You were back home on Earth with your mother. Like you always wanted right? Then why did you feel so cold? So empty?

You felt as if a piece of you was missing. Like you were missing your other half. Your Lucifer. You missed his warmth, his smile, and his goofy personality at times. He always found a way to make you smile whenever you were feeling down, and you would return that sentiment.

You didn’t tell him you loved him yet, he’s told you. But he respected that you might not be ready to saw it yet. He understood completely, once you explained it to him. Having told him about your bad relationships in the past. Now, that all seemed to end right now. You were never going to see him again.

“Y/n, oh sweetie you look pale.” Your mother said, snapping you out of your thoughts. As she placed her hand on your forehead. “I’ll be right back.” She said, and you assumed she left to get the doctor. You frowned, as you laid back down in the hospital bed. The hospital gown fabric scratchy, and the sound of the heart monitor made you sick.

You laid on your side, back towards the door. Your stomach grumbled, but you didn’t feel like eating anything. Laying in the single bed made you, the king sized bed you shared with the king of hell.

The satin sheets and the comfortable bed. Mainly you missed, laying in bed with him cuddling or just laying there to relax. Or of course doing the ol devils tango. You missed the smell of the caramel apple candle that filled the bedroom. The smell of freshly baked apple by on Saturday mornings.

Tears trickled down your cheeks, as you hid your head into your pillow. As much as you were happy to be back home, seeing your mom again. Somehow, what was once home no longer felt like it.

You opened your closed hand to reveal, a golden ring with wing like textures engraved into it. Tears welled up in your eyes, as you were filled with so much regret.

“I should’ve told him..” you sniffled, as you closed your hand again. Hiding your face into your pillow once again. “How much I love him.” You whimpered, as you sobbed.

back in hell

Weeks later

Lucifer sighed, as he leaned forward onto his desk. His eyes wandered towards the framed picture on his desk, of you and him at Lu Lu World. “This is way better than Disney!” He remembered you said, after which you showed him pictures. He knew of another park called ‘Hellsney’.

You had faded away from his hands, and a part of him knew you were going back to the living world. He felt it when part of his magic he shared with you, returned to him. He didn’t even get to say goodbye, tell you how much he loved you before you faded away in his arms.

At least, he knew you were much sadder up there than here. He couldn’t bear the site of your beaten and battered body. Adam was lucky that Charlie was there to keep him, from killing him.

Lucifer stared down at Adam, as he held Charlie in his arms. His voice distorted and demonic. “You come at me my daughter and my partner!” said Lucifer, as his daughter stepped down onto the ground.

He lunged towards Adam, and stood over him. Eyes red glowing filled with rage, “Don’t forget your in my house now bitch!” He laughed, demonically as he threw punch after punch. With the intent to kill. You don’t mess with the devil or his family.

He’s going to miss that smile of yours, that infectious laughter. Your voice, and your delicious cooking that rivaled his. He never thought he’d find love again after, Lilith left. Yet, here you come in six years later. A human no doubt ending up in hell so suddenly, and he fell in love with you.

Now, you left too. Not by choice but you were gone as well. He was still recovering from Lilith leaving him while the two of you, were still in a relationship. You told him that you understood, being together for as long as they did you understood.

You being there with him helped seemed to heal that wound. Then fixing his relationship with his daughter helped too. But now that wound in his heart, seemed to open back up. Hells, he loved you god so fucking much. You were special there was something about you, maybe the two of you were soulmates.

A silly thing to think but it could be possible?

He reached towards the photo, and stared at it longingly. You had a goofy smile on your face.

He remembered that day, after that photo was taken. A hellbird flew down, and stole his caramel apple. You gave yours to him, and the two of you shared it.

God he was going to miss you..

“Come on.” A distorted voice said, he turned around in his chair. “Who’s there?!” He called out, but saw nothing. Was it all in his head. He could’ve sworn that voice sounded familiar.

“Lu!” A voice called out, a faint yellow glow as if a portal trying to manifest itself appeared behind him. He didn’t notice a hand reaching out to touch him, through the tiny hole.

He thought it must’ve been that Alastor, pulling some sick twisted prank on him. But he could’ve sworn, he felt a little bit of his magic leave him.. That could only mean..

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washeduphazbin · 2 months

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Could I get a one shot of, y/n is like Adam’s life ex gf she left after getting tired of his shit.. ended up falling in love with Lucifer.. (Mr. Steal yo girl thrice) and during the Adam and Lucifer battle Lucifer taunts that he stole all three of his lovers

YES. YES. I'm in love with Lucifer. Your wish is my command.

Sorry it's so short if we like maybe part 2

Also, poly luci x reader x Lilith (sorry, not sorry)

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“Little duck?” Lucifer asked softly, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. You were holding onto one of his plush ducks rather tightly,

"I can't help but think...that this extermination is my fault." Lucifer let out a gasp and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, "Lulu-"

"I won't have that negative self-talk in my house." Your brow furrowed in distress,

"But-"

"No buts."

"Lucifer! Adam's absolutely moved up the extermination to spite Charlie and us!" You argued, "I...what if I go back to him."

"Excuse me, what?"

"I don't want to!" You moved away from him to the portrait of Lilith, you and Lucifer hanging in the corner of the room. "I really don't want to..." You raised your hand and brushed against Lilith's horns and Lucifer's staff in the portrait. "You know I don't belong here; I'm not a demon, a sinner, or an angel either. I'm just a human who fell because I fell in love with you and your family." You smiled sadly over at him, holding out your hand. Lucifer squeezed it tightly, "What if I can solve all of this by just going back with Adam."

"That's not happening; I'm not letting you go back to that fuckwad;" He scoffed, brushing a hand through your hair, "Do you think you'll be happier with him? Without us? Without Charlie?"

"No." You laughed bitterly, "Of course not, Charlie would kill me."

"She absolutely would. You're like another mother to her; she wouldn't let you go back to that hellscape without a fight. Neither will I; I have a few words I'd love to share with Adam."

"Oh yeah? What would you say?"

"I'm sure you'll get to hear it eventually," he mused, leaning closer to kiss your cheeks. "Just stay safe and stay away from the Hotel until Charlie or I give you the okay, okay?"

"Okay." You whispered softly, bending down to plant a kiss on his lips,

"Did you really have to bend down like that," He huffed, hitting you gently with his cane.

"Oh, absolutely."

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"Stay home? STAY HOME?" You roared, grabbing Lucifer's shoulders, "Everyone dying, and you want me to stay home!"

"For your safety and everyone's safety. Yes." He squeezed your shoulders tightly, "If it's between you and Charlie, I-"

"You choose Charlie every time."

"I love you-"

"I know. I love you too." You smiled softly, "Kick Adam in the dick for me?"

"It would be my pleasure, my lady. Here," Lucifer handed you his phone, "It'll live stream the battle; I hacked a VoxTech drone." He puffed his chest out proudly, and you beamed, taking his phone from his hands.

"I can't wait to see Adam get dick punched in HD!"

"There's the bloodlust I love so much; if I didn't have to go save Hell, I'd totally fuck you right now."

"Then you better leave now so you can come back and fuck me as soon as possible."

"Yes, ma'am!" He gave the dorkiest salute before teleporting out of the room.

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"I am going to FUCK you!"

"It's fuck you up...dad."

Your face palmed, curling up on the bed, Lucifer's phone in your hand, watching the live stream.

"What? What did I say? Oh Shit-" Lucifer burst into laughter as he transformed into a snake to avoid being hit by Adam, "So this is what you've been up to since Eden, huh? I gotta you really let yourself go, buddy."

"Are you judging me?" Adam snarled in a disbelieving laugh, "You're the most hated being in all of creation!" Lucifer snickered as he turned into a bird,

"Well, your first wife didn't seem to hate what I had to offer, or the second bow chica. Wow, wow!" He splayed his fingers out in a V shape and stuck his tongue in between his fingers, "Not to mention your third."

"I'm sorry what!" He snarled,

"Oh, you didn't know? (Y/n)'s a doll, the tightest pussy Lilith and I've EVER shared!"

You made a horrified sound at the phone, wanted to absolutely curl up into a ball and die, Charlie didn't look any better.

"Dad!"

"You are so dead!" Adam shouted, "And I'm gonna find that bitch, and I'm going to make her pay!"

"Sure you are," he snorted, "I'd like to see you try."

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Chapter One: The Awakening

Can be read as a standalone: Personal Hell Series (pt.2)

Pairing: (Hazbin Hotel) Lucifer Morningstar x demon overlord!Reader

Summary: Surrounded by darkness- you rest waiting for a hand to pull out out of its depths. From your last breaths, much time has passed and perspectives have changed. Even if you were to return, would people even want you to?

Warnings: 4662 words, mentions of violence and mental health, possible gore and death.

A/N: Still getting into characterization of these characters, apologies if things appear slightly off for one reason or another :)

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Hushed voices swirled around the darkness, you did not know if your eyes were open or closed within this space nor did you know if these sounds were from a distant memory or present- wherever that would be when you awakened… when you hopefully awakened.

You could not panic in this space, you could not hear yourself breathe in the stale air. Its coolness flooded your lungs as a shock of your heart echoed with its beat when a hand appeared in front of you, gloved in white. You hovered your own above the outstretched palm, you could not understand a word they spoke as their fingers flickered in the depths.

You placed your hand cautiously into their own, one finger at a time before the gloved hand latched on with a vicious grip. Their hand shook as your atmosphere started to rain golden coins in the shadows. You felt another hand being brought to your neck, forcing you to look upwards to the thousands of coins falling around you, clashing like swords against one another yet falling endlessly. They did not echo, only chime as the voice began to hum, their grip loosened as a coin was headed straight between your eyes- it was all you could focus on.

You breathe heavily as you thrash out of their grip, they allow you to easily as their hands blend back into the black depths once more. You look back up now, the coin is only seconds away, growing in scale- encompassing every part of your mind as you try and leave. You are desperate for escape, you imagine yourself running in the void, you plead into the space before being overwhelmed with the sense of falling.

Your eyes open up to the familiar red skies, you look around hopelessly for the golden circle about to seal your fate but only smog filled clouds drift-by peacefully. Looking around Hell once more has you crying out in happiness before being overcome with disbelief. How were you back? Why were you so happy to be back?- Blue skies were only so far away and yet the tearfilled eyes and fluttering ends to your smile could only mean one thing, whatever- whoever had allowed you a second chance had somehow known that above all else, you wished to be back here with the people you loved.

But those thoughts were of secondary matter as you looked around the forested area, the area silent beside the trees drifting by in the growlingly harsh winds coming from the east. You struggle to stand, roots encompass your form as you wiggle out from underneath them. The wood groans from your struggle as you summon your claws forward, slicing through the material with ease. You lean against the tree’s trunk for support, your legs wobbling like a sailor returning home from the sea.

Your neck cracks as you let out a yelp from the static pain, rushing to massage the muscle as you take your first steps forward. You shiver from the breeze, gripping your white military jacket closer to your form as you follow the sun forwards and out of the woods. Your eyes go wide when the first semblance of neon lights gleam brightly in your face- showcasing crude language as a scantily dressed demon shoves you aside and into the road with a laugh. A car swerves around your form as you curse out- matching the signs choice in language as said car drives itself into a building just down the road and a fire warms your backside.

Various demons and creatures alike watch as you stumble through the cityscape and decide to take a moment in a nearby alleyway. Various rats greet you with their sharp yellow teeth before scurrying back off into the sewers below. You choke back the smell of utter shit wafting up through the drains as you process your surroundings. Time had definitely passed from when you first entered the void and you were clueless as to when you had ended up in.

You hear as hundreds of footsteps walk past your position as you try and pick up on their conversations, “mickeys got a special at the club tonight- always a good show that rat is.” “Rozrid overdosed an hour back, that fucker took the last of my stash.” “some princess they are, little bitch has worse vocals than that guy I fucked yesterday. All that preaching and hopeful shite- someone ought to teach her a lesson.”

Princess… The word echoes through your mind, tracing through every bit of your memory. PRINCESS! You shriek into the alleyway before rushing out and back onto the crowded streets. You feel each stain of dried blood on the sidewalks as you run towards what you hope to be downtown- you need to get into the inner circle. You needed to see if your work had paid off as that one passerby stated for yourself, you do not feel the tears drip down your cheeks as you throw each person aside in your path of havoc. A sign pointed towards a railway station as you dashed to the sounds of the steam engine screaming out. The train is about to leave as you leap onto the back cart door and fumble your way inside.

The sole of your left boot is now completely missing as a leftover fork stabs into your skin. Various suits and gowns stare at you in disbelief. A few rise to a fight, thinking you to be a demon playing a dangerous game with their hearts as others join your tears in joy. You shake off their stare, picking up a knife before ushering it to enlarge. The spear now being tipped down an aggressive tophat's Adam's apple before you throw them out the window, their comedic scream echoing against the side of the tunnel before a splat of their corpse as the train runs over their corpse. A woman stands, her parasol being flaunted like a foil moves sharply to stab you, sidestepping it and crashing into a table, you rip the cloth from its surface, casting it in flames before throwing it to her skin that melts with agony.

You continue walking forwards before looking over your shoulder to address the crowd, “will there be anyone else wanting to play with the Right-Hand?” Silence is their answer as you hum out in approval, unlocking the next door and entering the subsequent cart. You look into the various suites before finding an empty one at the end of the cart. The door slips open with a wave of your power before locking behind yourself. Leaning against the door, your heart pounds heavily in your skull as an overpowering of new information brings on yet another headache.

You wish nothing more to be back in the void now while staring into your appearance through the black mirror. Your reflection is only dim- perhaps the mirror is mocking your lack of looks currently as you run a hand through the top of your hair, cringing at the dried-blood clumps that stop your fingers from progressing any further.

Turning back around you enter the small bathroom, turning the skin on as you pick through your locks before having to cut various lumps out that are not worth the pain. The towel you use to whip your face turns from white to brown as you summon a fire in your palm to eliminate the cloth's existence. You wash your fingernails clean and extend your claws outward, picking out the flesh clumps and bark from underneath, humming to yourself while sitting on the toilet seat.

The train rocks sharply, making a harsh turn in a split moment as your face meets the corner of the sink and your right eye swells, almost closing. Cursing into the small bathroom, you strip yourself of your coat and clothing before soaking them in a freshly filled skin. You enter the bedroom space in the meanwhile, still humming a classic tune of your time while looking for supplies to fix your boots. The dresser houses the original room's occupants gear as you smirk at their taste in undergarments- how scandalous they appear in contemporary times it appears.

You stumble across a sewing kit just under the lacy garments as you throw your shoes off and get to work, a knock at the door startles your moment of peace as you curse out before snapping your fingers, the shadows of your usual magic flicker, as an ash like substance falls to the floor. You try a few more times as the door handle jiggles before a do not disturb sign now sings into place on the external door handle and you await for the sounds of the cleaning cart to carry past.

Shaking your hand, your powers still need time to awake to full use and by the grumble of your stomach, they would not be healing anytime soon. You deeply missed the palace’s food in a time like this, fresh and otherworldly fruits summoned by the King just for you. Your favorite dish? Finely prepared by lunchtime with strict preparation orders, and what of dinner? Why- you always share that time in the gardens with the royal couple- chatting happily amongst one another. A bittersweet smile finds a home against your features as you continue connecting the leather back to the sole before putting the boot up to your face, admiring your handiwork and settling your foot back into its reassuring squeeze.

Looking out the window as the sun kisses your features, you watch as thousands of buildings pass-you-by, blurring together with the speed. An announcement chimes through the stereo as you lean against the headboard, eyes closing to the gentle rocks of the cabin. “May I have your attention passengers, this train will be making all stops to the inner circle over the next two days. Tomorrow morning we will dismount for a refueling before continuing- have a pleasant afternoon passengers,” the announcer flashes before the line goes silent once more.

Next to the radio sits a box with various coloured buttons on its surface. You pick up the strange object with curiosity, never had you seen such technology so openly available. The palace always believed in the traditional forms of accounting, books, records, and maps- how your heart ached to be inside your office one more, to complete your studies and report back to the court the morning after. You did not know if any of the servants or council members would remember you now nor if the royals even did. Shaking your head, too much time has passed- I would only be causing a disturbance to the new routines enforced, you think to yourself before snapping your clothes dry and pressing them against your form and snuggling underneath the covers. The weird box would have to await for another day.

Your mission objective was to find the princess, see that you could retire that past-self, the one known to be dead- better dead. You shake in your sleep as you find yourself back to that announcement day. The joyous laughter erupting from the back of your throat at the feeling of the demon lord gasping for air, pushing up against your shadows as they tighten, the blood of the fallen soaking through every garment you wore as the sky rained arrows and spears alike. The silver glowing eerily a sea of blood encompassed the field. But just as your grip lessens, you feel that nauseous feeling overcoming your laughter, that blade cutting through your skin, slicing your core ever-so elegantly as you reeling in pain as you kick widely, mouth gasping, hands praying to the red skies you created.

You hear as they laugh in your face before the world goes back. You are drifting through a dreamless state, your breaths echo evenly in the empty space before that white-gloved hand emerges once more, extending itself outwards to you. Learning back the hand only follows you with ease, floating just over your own, just asking to touch your own once more. You shake your head, pleading to awaken, hoping that the awakening you had earlier was not just the continuation of this nightmare on the other side…

You gasp yourself awake, the sweat dripping down your back as you throw off the covers. You feel from your feet all the way up to your head- you were still yourself. Looking up into the back mirror just in front of you, your face glows with newfound life as you gasp in surprise. Not a single cut, scrape, or bruise littered against your complexion. You shiver in confusion, reaching to grab your tailored coat from the nearby armchair.

Looking out the train window, the modernized outlines of a large city bustle on the horizon. You squint your eyes, trying to pick up on the sign just in the distance, in a fit of barely-visible text you make out the words, Welcome to the Pride Ring: Pentagram City 50 lives away.

But just before you can jump up and celebrate to your adventures start, the radio by your bedside table crackles violently as the various nods fly off and post holes in the walls. Maroon waves flood from the speaker- only growing with sound as a shadow creeps out from between the emerging cracks as the device shatters into two and out pops what you could assume to be the radio demon himself.

His yellow teeth make you cringe as they point nearest to your cheeks as he lends forward and takes in your appearance. The colour of their sharp points reminds you of those coins that plague your sleep as a red-leather hand extends its way towards your own. Without even moving he picks your hand, giving it a quick three shakes before dropping it swiftly and leaning against his cane.

“Why hello, deer! Someone has decided to awaken from their… beauty sleep it seems,” the overlord teases as their voice crackles slightly at the end. You only roll your eyes as the air comes to a halt in the room as a screech can be heard as their nails dig into a nearby wall.

“Now you see- I am at a crossroads dear-General. On one hand I could return you to the King- maybe a bit roughed up- a good spar we could have here- just outstanding work you made of that couple earlier- BRAVO!” a series of cheers and claps emerge into the space that have you rolling your shoulders back and twisting your fingers, preparing for an attack.

“But- I see that you are eager to draw blood, I do adore that quality of yours- just like old times no?- A scrape here, a scar there- all in good fun, but nevertheless where would the fun be in those few moments of thanks, a favour to be paid in future then I would be ushered back out?” He tisks while twirling his microphone, dispatching his nails from the wall as he passes up and down the small hallway, “I think I will go with the second decision- yes. You will join me to Hazbin Hotel-”

“And why in the every-living fuck would I do that radio-tower?” you question back, summoning a small portal behind yourself to gather a specialmade weapon, it cries for blood in its long rest as you hold it back in wait- watching as the deer-man’s head cracks at a ninety-degree angle. Eyes swirling with malice before cocking his head back with uproarious laughter, small music notes appear like pollen in the air around his head- swirling like a hurricane before he gathers himself once more, bending forward to stare deeply into your eyes.

“You would because you wish to see the Princess of Hell- do you not? I heard your sleep filled murmurs through the wire- you have nothing to hide~” he sings songs before extending his hand once more as a portal opens behind himself, a grand foyer stills in the background as smaller figures look through from the otherside curiously.

Your eyes flash before and behind him as you debate your options, to stab or not to stab? “What is in it for you, Alastor?” you question, raising a brow alongside your blade- purposely not cutting into his skin yet applying enough pressure to feel as he glumps from underneath the angelic blade.

“What is not in it for me- deer? I get to watch the father of hell himself one day realise you had returned and in doing so, decided to stay with me instead of reporting back to him for whatever little reasons your mind comes up with,” he adds with an erie-cherrie tone that has you cringing up your spine before motioning him through the portal with a tilt of your blade. His hands go up as an even wider smile coats his features, he turns around- coat tails flapping with the actions as he allows you to enter first, closing the doorway behind you both.

You look around the Hazbin Hotel with great interest before a dull ring echoes in your head, you feel yourself falling backwards and against a sofa. The blush yet stained fabric groans over your collapse as you lean forward, clasping your head in your hands- a silent scream escapes between your lips as you become trapped in a distant memory, locked in earlier times.

Queen Lilith stood beside you as she walked alongside your dedicated steps, you were monitoring the perimeter of the palace walls as she got you caught up on the various court meetings you missed that afternoon and the new idea she had, “There must be another way, Lucifer believes otherwise yet the killings- they cannot go on forever as they are merely a plaster to a larger crack in the system of death. There must be some way to get those who have fallen off the beaten path back on track- returned to heaven's pearly gates…”

The Queen continues to describe her idea to you as your attention becomes divided, half-listening to her latest idea while also looking into the surrounding forest for a potential attack that you scouted while in town earlier. A group of thugs at the tavern were plotting to overthrow the couple- you would not allow that to happen of course.

A few finger emergence in the blink of an eye as Lilith goes through shock- so lost in your soothing presence and her ideas that she stumbles back as you shove her aside, summoning your armour as you jump upwards- casting your sword through their bodies in a line before dropping to your knees in front of the King who had just arrived. You slam your helmet off, awaiting for the next orders, only squeaking your eyes open to watch as Lilith slaughters the rest with a mere click of her fingers.

“Now back to where we were, what do you think of it dearest friend? Do you believe it to be possible- probable even?” Lilith asks while cleaning her nails as Lucifer checks his wife over from the attack. You rest against the ground still, holding your helmet between your hands, “Possible is never the question- my Queen. You are only the most powerful beings in Hell- there is little not possible yet probable is at a minimum. Heaven is dead ears to any semblance of change…” you scoff while rolling your shoulders back, “...trust me in saying that- they will never listen- not even to the truth, as I am sure you both already know.”

A silence overtakes the woods as the smell of rotting corpses as you try your best to keep dinner town. The King raises his hand, motioning you to stand yet just as you begin, he takes your hand in his own- helping you up the rest of the way before offering an arm to his Queen as you follow in their shadows.

When you emerge back in the hotel, you are still at the dozen or so pairs of eyes staring at you- analyzing your every move. You feel a static presence behind your neck, your hairs raise- it could only be Alastor. “Now, esteemed guests of the hotel and royalty alike,” your breath hitches as you look over each person of the crowd- eyes going wide when red eyes and golden hair grace your vision. “May we please extend our warmest welcomes to the oldest soul in the room, the confidant, historian and general of the seven rings of hell.”

“Alastor,” You growl out with utmost annoyance, watching as horror takes over the supposed Princesses face before you even got to make a personal introduction. You soon realise your position as eons of service create your actions as you fall onto your knees before the royal, offering your hands as you state, “It is with great honour I get to be in your presence, Princess of Hell. It fills me with utmost pride and sincerity when stating that the sacrifices I have made have amounted to your life- my only plea would be to have met you sooner. Seen you grow by your parents' side but know that I am now your blade, an extension of mind and keeper of souls for as long as you see fit.”

Charlie stands before you in shock, looking to Vaggie for assistance who’s sole attention is staring at the blade on your back- wondering if this was really you or someone imposing to attack. Angel Dust stands to the side, leaning against the bar while whispering over to Husk, “So… who is this person?” their hands wave over to your general direction as they sip down the rest of their glass. Husk rolls his shoulders and shakes his head, “Are you deaf- or just plain stupid? Did you not hear Alastor's speech?- they are practically the Right-Hand to all of Hell and should be dead.”

“Dead?” the spider questions back, “they sure look alive to me- more than alive, think they would fuck me?” Husk chokes on his drink and does not even bother to answer the question, only watching as Angel Dust walks his way over to stand beside Charlie and takes a closer look.

Charlie appears to snap back to reality, her cheerie personality falling instantly as she takes a deep breath, “If you are really who you say you are- prove it to me and then we can talk more.” You only nod once, starting to prepare yourself for a summon as Vaggie snaps her eyes away, looking towards her girlfriend with concern, “Everything alright?- I’ve never seen you like this before, is there something I should know? What did they do to you?”

“More like all the things I wouldn’t care if they did to me,” Angel Dust comments as Vaggie flips him a quick finger in return. “You will find out just as I do,” Charlie states in a cold tone, she could not believe the person who helped to create everything she made this hotel to combat against, made her parents split, and the person she ever-so desperately wanted a chance to meet as a child- studying their craft, could quite possibly be before herself.

You stand as everyone besides Alastor takes a step back, the Radio Demon leans forward with utmost intrigue pursuing his actions as you float slightly off the ground. You take the finest sliver of your blessing from the royal couple, a golden strand weaving its way around your fingers like a snake in grass that makes your shadows cower away. You toy with the snake, keeping careful track of its power while trying not to ring the bell on its collar, alerting the owner.

When you fall back to the floor, your shadowed face returns to your face as you breathe heavily from the amount of control you had to bring forth. “Does my father know you are here?” Charlie questions with a tilt to her head.

“No, Princess. And I would like to try and keep it that way. I understand the damage I left from my untimely… passing. I do not wish to stir the pot more if I were to announce my return- shaking the foundations so to speak,” you reply with your head bowed, a silent golden tear falls down your cheek that you don’t bother to notice for it was the aftermath of using such magic.

“How are you still alive?” Vaggie questions straight away afterwards while doing her best to stare into your eyes. “I have few theories but I have yet to find truth in any of them,” you state, falling back onto your court speech as you become bombarded with questions circling around you.

“Do you want to fuck after this?” Angel Dust questions as you glare deeply at them, “I do not have time to waste on such matters.” You can hear a crackle in the air, Alastor appears to be covering up an actual laugh.

“How did you get that blade?” Husk questions while cleaning the bartop, you twist your head over to the voices direction, “It was a birthday gift from the Queen.” You watch as his hand stops its circling with the rag, head slowly tilting upwards as furrowed eyebrows question your statement, “I assure you, before my death we were all in each others good graces- more so even…” you trail off with a twinge of a smile that has Charlies heart breaking for a third time that day.

Your head snaps back over as Charlie clears her throat, your attention now solemnly on her. “Why would you create an extermination day if you were so against violence?” This question catches you off-guard. Your job came with violence as it did brains and empathy- how would she have known beyond the personality you created to the public… NO- no, no, no they could not have.

“I read your journals, your books, listened to my fathers countless stories- you were a breathing legend- a myth of high regard and yet when my father read your eulogy at the royal funeral. He announced to everyone of your kindness often forgotten and all the little things in life that everyone takes for granted now. Yet YOU hid it, my FATHER hid it alongside my MOTHER! Your vile creation- why?” The Princess comes clean as Vaggie stills beside her, Charlie falls into her arms as she hiccups with tears.

You hand twitches, wanting to bring Charlie into a hug, to listen to her worries, her ideas and history just as you did for her mother. “I am sorry,” you start off my saying, “And that will never be enough- I never expect it to be. I spoke out to Heaven, I followed your mother’s wishes- you may not know this Princess but you echo her past beyond measure. I watched as your fathers power flickered underneath their spears at God's hand and against the destruction of many. I take the blame for the creation of the extermination day. I pleaded at the Gates before falling back to Hell. It was the best choice we hand for a future for someone like you to rise again”

Charlie nods once before turning around and walking towards her room with Vaggie for support. Angel Dust lets out a low whistle before murmuring something about needing another drink, a few shots were already prepared at the bar- courtesy of Husk. Alastor comes around the couch and stands in front of you, “Now that was a wonderful display! The drama, the passion, the SPECTACLE! Oh, what a show, deer. Now I think it is time for some rest, there is an open room right beside my own if you need anything at all- I am your new first call after all,” the demon overlord says with excitement, clapping his hands together before opening a portal to one of the upper floors.

To be continued.

╰┈➤ A/N: hope you all enjoyed reading this next part! Thank you all so much for support on the prologue!!

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Born of Unknown Stardust

(Platonic) Lucifer x (???)Child! reader Pt.1

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50years Later-

"They're a cute little bell, so I don't lose you," Lucifer smiles as he looks down at the cute bell on the bow he made for the tiny creature.

Over the last 50 years, being so tiny it was pretty easy for Lucifer to lose them out of nowhere.

"Huh, I should give you a name. Something to call you by... Uummm. I'll just call you (Y/n) Yuu. What do you think?" Lucifer asked, Yuu only blinked at his words.

"Ummm, actually I've noticed something. You have not grown or changed at all over the past 50 years. You still haven't spoken, or even asked for food... You don't do much. Do... Do you eat? Are you hungry?" Lucifer asked in concern as he tickled Yuu's tiny belly. Earning cute little squeaks from them.

As Yuu giggles, leaning back to get away from the tickling. They leaned farther and farther, till they fell over the counter edge they were sitting on. Lucifer panicked as he dove to catch Yuu, only to stare in a stupor as Yuu levitated a foot above his waiting hands.

"The in the world?" Lucifer gasped as Yuu started to float upward.

Yuu continued to float higher and higher, till a gentle hand intercepted their upward path. That hand belonged to his fellow seraphim Sera.

"I didn't think flight was possible without wings," Sera commented. "How did you teach it to accomplish this?"

"I didn't, they just... Did...It," Lucifer said as he gently pulled Yuu down, and held them against his chest. "Anyways what are you doing here?"

"Well, I hear mortal life or infants tend to eat a lot. So I gathered some vegetation from the earth for this creature," Sera said as she held a glass of pureed fruits.

"I don't know, Yuu has never... Never really asked for anything. Or spoke, they kind of just roll around and be cute," Lucifer shrugs, as Sera holds the glass to Yuu's lips.

The little critter took one sip, two sips, then a gulp. Then proceeded to chug the entire glass, as Sera and Lucifer watched in shock and slight concern. It did just drank a cup that was as big as itself.

'' Are you sure?" Sera asked.

“A-any ways, speaking of earth. I actually all have a bunch of cool ideas we can do, and if you’d-“ “Lucifer. No,” Sera interrupted.

“We’ve already told you to please stay out of this project. As wonderful as these ideas are. They are too risky. I’m sorry,” Sera apologizes sadly. “For know just study this critter… Yuu? Correct? Just keep on eye on them and tell us what you find.”

And with that, Sera left to rejoin the elders to continue the further creation of earth. Yuu watched in curiosity as they felt a shift in Lucifer. His wonder filled smile was replaced by a small frown.

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With a string, the end of Yuu’s tail was tied to a small weight so they wouldn’t float away. As Lucifer sat at his work bench in frustration, as Yuu tried to nom through the string to get free. Which was difficult when you don’t have teeth.

But eventually Yuu was distracted from their goal as they noticed Lucifer mess and mold with dust. Shaping them into many different and strange creatures.

Yet each time it looked complete, Lucifer would quickly crumble it down, in frustration.

“I don’t get it! What is so risky about my ideas!” Lucifer shouted as he rested his head on the desk.

Yuu stared in awe at the dust before them. So crawling over, they start to gather the dust. Slowly giving it shape and volume. And by the time they were done… it was something about as big as them. It had a head an oval body and a long mouth.

Yuu stared at its dust figure till.

“Dak,” a tiny voice said. “Dak!”

Lucifer jumped a bit, startled by sudden voice. He looked down at Yuu and their crude makeshift creature.

“Umm huh?!” Lucifer said in a stuper.

“Dak,” Yuu pointed to their creation.

“Oh, umm. It’s.. it’s something. Very cute,” Lucifer said with a confused smile.

Yuu hugged the dust clump, when a golden light started to shine from Yuu. The dust clump slowly started to change. Yellow feathers grew, and an orange bill was revealed as the dust trickled off. But before the creature could come to be, it crumbled back into lifeless dust.

“Umm,” Lucifer said slowly, when he noticed tears well in Yuu’s eyes begin to well up with tears. “Oh no no no. It’s okay. Ummm uhh."

Lucifer panics as he gently cradles Yuu when an idea comes to mind. With a snap of his fingers, Yuu was put into a new little attire.

"Aww look how cute you are. Know you the duck," Lucifer gushed as he held a small mirror in front of Yuu.

You looked at their reflection in awe as a tiny giggle escaped their lips.

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𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 | Lucifer Morningstar x Human!Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: You sat through everything, you watched him fly up into the sky, yet he's flew too close to the sun, You see him fall onto his knees. Holding out for you. You try to remember every little thing you have left.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: Fic Based on Lana Del Rey's Song; National Anthem, Happy Readings, My Darlings

"Tell us Y/n, what was he like" You squinted your eyes softly, pressing your fingers on your forehead, gently rubbing it. You bit your lip, looking out into the distance. You turned to them, clenching your fist as you gently placed it over your lips.

You sighed deeply. Slowly building up sniffled, A small tear falling down your cheek. Faint memories as you indulge in the slight silence of the moment as you. shift around your seat, trying to find a comfortable position to even start to speak. you paused.

"And i remember when i met him.. it was so clear that he was the only one for me.. And then we both knew, right away"

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"Pretty nice right?" Lucifer smiled widely, Small colorful particles around his fingers glowed. Beautiful little statues. He chuckled. Going around, showing you his magnificent tricks as you watched in awe, clapping happily as you tuned in to see him happily showing you what he can do.

He pressed his fingers together, clenching his palm as your eyes focused on the glowing light that erupted on it. You waited, interested, too focused to even realize that he watched over you, Lucifer felt his heart flutter, seeing your absolute interest unlike any other.

The light slowly disappeared, you raised a brow, He smiled softly, slowly opening his palm, showing you a beautiful rose in the middle, He saw the gleam in your eyes, In which he felt warm. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he placed the flower over you ear. He paused for a moment, looking at you. Observing your every aspect.

"Do.. i look okay?" You voice nervously asking him. He watched you. The way you smile, the way you speak, they way you laugh, he adored every single one. "No.. You look.. Perfect. At least, You do. To me"

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You sat on the chair, curling your fingers into a fist once more, You felt it tremble as the times come flooding in, you sat by letting the people around you mutter while you stopped for a moment, entering your own little makeshift world that you kept in your mind, especially just ofr him a you. "And as the years went on, things got more difficult - we were faced with more challenges.."

The small tissue in your hand was now crumpled. Your ears tuning out the noises that surrounded you. Eyes moved by the second, looking for something that will set you into nostalgia for just a moment.

"I begged him to stay, I tried to remember what we had to begin with"

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From the corner of your eyes, you slid behind the wall, peaking over as you found yourself sink into the ground. Carelessly intrigued by his figure as you sought from a far, You bit your lips, He was enchanting. His smile was enticing. He was bright and beautiful. Ones you'd want to fall into more and more.

Lucifer spoke to a fellow Angel, unaware of your presence. His head turned to the sudden feeling of being watched, You quickly hid, running off as you didn't look back. You laughed, your bare feet stepping, sprinting on the ground as you ran towards the tree you always found yourself sitting and relaxing from day to day.

Lucifer chuckled, Catching the sight of your hair before you hurried off, he smirked. Turning his attention back to the conversation he was once in.

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"He was charismatic, magnetic, electric.. And everyone knew it" The smile on your face grew, you leaned back into your chair. your eyes moving around once more, observing your surroundings. you fell silent once again.

You giggled softly, your eyes starting to fill with salty tears, you took another tissue from the box, wiping the small droplest that fell from earlier, The rest of the tears began to dry, Your feet tapped. Imagining in your head as you spoke again. "When he walked in, Every woman's head turned, Everyone stood to talk to him."

You shook your head as you giggled gently as it went through your head, remembering his majestic smile when he enters the room, lighting it up with just his presence there. "He was like this hybrid, this.. mix of a man who couldn't contain himself"

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Under the stars the he made. You sat there, taking in the extravagant scenery, You sat under the tree once more, your eyes sparkled at the different small lights in the sky. "Just like fireflies.. Right?" You gasped as you heard his voice behind you. You chuckled as he flew over to you. lifting you up, twirling you around.

After a few seconds later, he put you down, sitting behind you as you sat in front of him, he placed his hands around your waist, keeping you close under his grasp, his head placed over your shoulders, basking in your radiance. He watched the stars with you. Proud of his masterpiece. He placed a hand over yours, clenching it, gripping it softly and safely.

He pointed a finger over to a bright star in the middle of your sight, A glowing ball of beauty as you whispered over your ear. "That.. That star." Your eyes bagan to focus. "I made just for you.." Eyes widening, you turned your head around, facing him. Confused and stunned.

He tucked your hair behind your ear. Cupping your cheek gently as his vision slowly shifted on lips and back to you eyes. "Bright and beautiful just like you.. my starlight"

"Wanna hear something?" He grabbed your cheek, facing it towards him. You nodded, He smiled widely. Standing up from the ground, He flew up to the sky, yet keeping a good distance to see your beautiful face. His wings flapped. keeping hold of your hand. squeezing it tenderly. "I know, i know i can give Heaven something more.. There's things that i can offer, if only they could hear me out. All this wonderful things.. Extraordinary, Beautiful.. Things!"

He flew a little more further, playing around with his magic, you leaned back over the tree trunk, Supporting him in anything that he set his mind to. You watched as the glow from his hands became lighter, leaving little particles at his every swing. He turned his head around, his hand beginning to close, The light in his palm slowly building up. before he raised his hand, making little makeshift stars in the air. He huffed for a moment, quickly flying back to you.

He took your hand, lifting you up into your feet as he carried you so easily, you were surprised at this, He kept a firm grip of your body, He flew up, Closer to the small stars he made. "Luci!.. Luci you know i hate heights!" You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck as your feet was far off from the ground. "Just look up, or.. look at me, i promise, I won't drop you.. and I'll never will" He placed a hand over your cheek, locking your eyes with his. You looked back. "Do you trust me, Starlight?"

You cupped him cheek, your eyes were looking at his lips, "I trust you, Luci" You placed your lips over to his, the hands keeping hold you gripping a little more tighter. His lips eagerly tasting yours, hungrily. You lean forward and place your lips against his, and you can feel the softness of his warm skin against yours. The taste of his kiss is sweet and inviting, and you can't help but savor the moment, drinking in every ounce of the feeling.

As you press your bodies closer together, you can feel his muscles twitching under your touch. He places one hand on your waist, pulling you even closer, and you can feel the heat of his body as it presses against yours.

You close your eyes and let yourself sink into the kiss, losing yourself in the feeling. For a moment, it feels like nothing else exists in the world, and you're both lost in a world of your own.

You're not entirely sure how much time passes in that moment, but eventually, you both pull away from each other with a breathless chuckle. You're both left gasping for air, hearts pounding in your chests. It's a moment that will stay with you forever, and one that you'll always cherish.

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"I always got the sense that he became torn, between being a good person and.. missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent.. as him." The once loved filled eyes began to swarm with tears, slowly building up a pool of salty water under your eyes.

Your eyes start to swell up with tears, and you feel a lump form in your throat. You were never one to cry, especially not this much, but there's something about being reminded of the life you used to have that fills you with an overwhelming sense of sadness. It's like you've lost something that you didn't even realize you had.

You wipe your eyes and take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself. You don't want to let the past consume you, but it's hard. It's hard not to wonder what could have been if you had made different choices.

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By the distance, You eavesdropped on Lucifer, a once pride filled smile came to a turn into a defeated frown, You found crawling back. Huffing heavily under his breath, a pair of ruby tinted thornes popped up onto his head. You watch as ruby tinted thorns pop up onto his head, his once bright aura now dampened by the weight of his sadness. You can see the exhaustion in his eyes, the weariness of a man who has lived too long.

For a moment, you are reminded of your own struggles, your own sense of defeat. You know what it's like to feel lost and alone, to feel like you're fighting an uphill battle against a world that doesn't understand you. And in that moment, you feel a deep sense of compassion for Lucifer.

You felt a pair of hands pull you away, Yelling out, you call him, you called out to his name. Kicking and screaming as you were slowly straying further away, He held out his hand to you, to no avail, You shrieked as you witnessed him fall to his feet. A once praised, and loved Angel, becoming one that he despises the most.

"NO! LET ME GO! HE NEEDS ME! LET GO!!" You kick and scream, hoping that your cries will be heard. You feel a sense of despair as you are dragged away, feeling like the only person who truly understands Lucifer is out of your reach. You feel like you've failed him in some way, that you could have done more to help him. You wish you could turn back time, to try and undo the damage that has been done. But you know that it's too late, and that Lucifer's fate is now sealed.

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You lift up, facing the person that was in front of you, The slow wilting rose from your, Gently, Your hands trembled as you take in off from its place, you filled with the stem, smiling to yourself as you bask in the memories you keep, cherish ing every moment that passed. "And in that way, i understood him.. And i loved him"

"I loved him, I loved him, I loved him. And I still love him... I love him."

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