#Lucifer AU

[sinner-sunflower]

Reddit style Lucifer AU

I think it would be funny if Hell had their version of Reddit and Lucifer, the King, a struggling father who is trying to fixhis relationship with his daughter, who is fighting depression, and a being as old as time being courted by a psychopathic serial killer cannibal takes toit to ask people for advice in situations he’s not sure if he’s the asshole or not.

even funnier if he takes to human Reddit but everytime he puts in his age, it just automatically redacts but only in the eyes in the humans.

every commentor is like ? Whyd u redact ur age? And he’s like ?? I didnt? I said im a (REDACTED) years old?

and they be no???

[lilymagnemorningstar]

Lucifer x Lilith AU I really want to work on:

Human AU: Vet Lucifer owns a Duck sanctuary and runs a small charity for the protection of and care of ducks | Panicked Lilith brings in an injured duck she found during a storm one night, seeking help | Lucifer comes the rescue and sparks fly

I think this would be so cute and it if Lucifer had been human instead this is totally the kind of thing he would do X3

[murmeska]

Chubby fem Lucifer for my Au based on my personal experience with gaining weight due to depression

[dragonflyxem]

Some stuff that I did

[darkdra23]

This is my friend's Lucifer from the Detroit universe. This Lucifer is the mascot and calling card of the amusement park.

Belongs to @melodydarkchalk

[whatswrongwithblue]

Hi!!! Sooo, I was wondering if you write for Demon Slayer/KNY?? If not it's fine, but if you do... Can you do a assassin reader x Kokushibo?? No specific pronouns, cause IDRK mine anymore tbh... If you don't can you do the same but with Lucifer {Human AU}???

I'm not familiar with those other fandoms unfortunately and I've never been able to get myself in the heads pace for AU for any fandoms I've been a part of honestly. I always gravitate towards canon ships or original characters that I then insert into canon related events. Anything other than that has just never really been able to get my creative juices flowing, so I just don't feel up to that challenge. But I sincerely hope you find someone who can! There's so many Lucifer simps on this site with less specific muses than myself. Best of luck to you!

[hajimsblog]

It wasn't uncommon for Iowa to be late. In fact, it was expected. However, when she came in to work early for once, it put Povi off.

Especially after the night before. Although she wasn't there herself, Povi knew that Iowa had gone out drinking. Surely someone as irresponsible as Iowa would have overdone it? It would certainly explain the scowl. But what it wouldn't explain was the sudden tightness of his clothing.

For as long as Povi had known him, Iowa never dressed properly for any professional environment. Even though forensics required a lab coat, it was always baggy on the shorter boy. But today, that not so short boy's arms were clearly straining the material.

"What the hell..."

"Iowa" paid no mind towards Povi and her gawking. Much like his sudden appearance change, he was far more serious today and started on work immediately. He hadn't even bothered to greet the other worker in the room, setting HER off too.

As his partner, Povi felt obligated to say something. But she found the absence of Iowa's goofy attitude to be very off-putting. Maybe even scary. Still, she couldn't be a coward forever, especially in the line of work she chose. Slowly, she approached the taller boy. But before she could say anything, "Iowa" grabbed her approaching hand without even looking at her.

"Some of us are trying to work. You can interrogate me later," he says before immediately releasing Povi's trembling arm.

In the sudden silence, only Povi's quickened breathing and the odd sound of fabric tearing could be heard. Not wanting to upset her far more muscular partner, Povi scurries away and out of Iowa's workspace. Of course, he doesn't spare her retreating form even a single glance.

Povi continued to back out before turning on her heel and searching for her superior. As a mere intern, that would be the detective that she worked under. The detective, who was sitting at her desk, looked up and immediately noticed the stressed look on Povi's face.

"Th-There's... What's wrong with Iowa?" Povi says, her voice trembling just as much as her legs. Even now, the blonde continued to use that obviously fake name. The detective blinks, glancing into the workspace. Even from the distance, the detective was able to see that the boy was hunched over far more than usual. Although, she didn't see the big deal in just that, clearly there was something more. He was definitely taller than he usually was. But the detective wouldn't put it past the boy to randomly wear heels one day. He was the type to be insecure.

"I don't want to work with him today! Please don't put us on the next case!"

It wasn't often that Povi put on requests. At least, not ones this drastic. Although the girl often looked uncomfortable when working with Iowa, she never outright stated that she didn't want to be partnered with him. Even though the detective wasn't sure what it was yet, she did know that something was clearly wrong. Nodding her head a bit, the detective distractedly approves Povi's request. At the same time, she slowly rose from her desk to get a better look at "Iowa."

The closer she got, the more it became apparent that the boy was going to loom over her at full height, which should be impossible from someone who could barely reach her chest a mere 24 hours ago. However, he hadn't JUST gotten taller. Although he was facing his work, the detective could still see that he looked older as well. Although the baby fat on his cheeks was still there, it was far less prominent now.

Iowa turned to face the staring detective with an uncharacteristically bored look.

"Can you move," He "asks," adding a "please" when he remembered that he was still a mere intern. Bewildered by the sudden change, the detective complies to his demand. However, as soon as she snaps back to reality, she comes closer again.

"You're not Iowa, are you?"

"Iowa's" eyes flicker past the detective and towards her partner waiting outside of the door. He sucks in a breath before standing to his full height. Just like the detective guessed, he was indeed taller than her.

"Iowa's taking a break," he says, his voice slurring a bit.

"Name's Chiono, I'll be taking over for now."

[mythbringer-mayhem]

Misunderstanding - RadioApple comic

(This is pretty messy, but eh, that's how I do comics ig)

[sunlit-mess]

THE GOOFY REACTIONS:

AU by @notherpuppet

[sinner-sunflower]

P.2 HH Lucifer-centric AU 27/27

STORY 1, PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 14.5, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22, PART 23, PART 24, PART 25, PART 26, UPDATE

I debated which POV should I use for this. It was either Vaggie or Charlie.

But then I didn't think I was ready yet to dive into Charlie's inner thoughts after the events of the last chapter.

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Satan: When the death of the King was announced to us yesterday morning,

Vaggie darted through the palace halls, her steps nearly floating as her wings fluttered slightly, reducing her weight. She could have flown, which would have been faster, but there was a strict rule against flying inside the palace to protect the many precious things that belonged to-

Satan: there struck a deep and somber note in our lives

Anyway, Charlie had banned any kind of flying altogether after a priceless vase was accidentally shattered.

Satan: which resounded far and wide.

As she zoomed past, the servant imps bowed and greeted her politely. She usually returned their greetings, a blend of kindness and a dash of guilt compelling her to do so. Despite the fact that none of the exorcists had killed any Hellborn during their exterminations, it didn't ease her conscience.

She wasn't Adam.

Satan: It stilled the clatter and traffic of all hellish life

Adam.

She wondered where he was now, after taking off with Lute and setting off the bomb that had essentially turned everything to shit, disappearing into the buildings of Pride.

Even she wasn't sure if Charlie could grant that kind of forgiveness.

Vaggie cursed at yet another empty room, soon finding herself at a dead end.

Her movements halted when she caught a glimpse of something flying past the window. She gripped her spear tighter.

Satan: and made countless millions of demon kind throughout the seven rings...

She must have looked pathetic because one of the butlers in the room (Azaeloth, Your Grace) took pity on her and pointed up.

Of course.

Satan: ...pause and look around them.

Vaggie thanked the imp before turning on her heels and heading toward the rooftop.

She probably opened the door a little harder than necessary, the heavy thud echoing in the quiet space, but Charlie didn’t so much as flinch. Instead, her expression remained unreadable against the backdrop of Hell's red sky.

Satan: The late King, who assumed the heavy burden of the crown when he was cast out of the Heavens,

The rooftop balcony overlooking all of Hell is one of the places Charlie often frequents when it all gets a bit too much. It ranks third only to the Hotel and a secret room whose location even Vaggie doesn't know.

Vaggie takes in the sight of Charlie, and it's the same thing she has been seeing for the last two years.

Tired.

Satan: lived through every minute of this struggle

The former exorcist stays by the door. Despite her earlier rush, she just waits. Waits. And waits.

She waits until Charlie releases a sigh and makes a motion with her hand, granting permission to come closer.

Not once does Charlie turn to look at her. The weight of the world seems to press down on her shoulders, gaze fixed on the landscape below.

Satan: with a heart that have faltered but a spirit never broken.

They were still together, and Vaggie liked to think that their love was as strong as ever.

But ever since—

Ever since then, an invisible wall had manifested itself between them. And she understood, really she did. It didn't make it hurt any less.

Vaggie missed the old Charlie.

Satan: In the end, death came as a friend.

Vaggie: Hey.

Vaggie greets Charlie, moving to stand beside her to overlook Pride. The Ring doesn’t look as good as it did back then, but everything was fixed relatively quickly, thanks to their experience with turf wars and the destruction that came with them.

Charlie still doesn’t look at her, but there’s a twitch in her clasped hands.

Satan: And after a gruesome battle of bloodshed,

Vaggie bites the inside of her cheek at the stillness of the moment.

Vaggie: How long have you been here? You'll catch something in this cold.

Cold. Hell is cold.

And it's not right.

Oh if the humans who keep saying 'when Hell freezes over' could see it now.

Satan: and after a sacrifice for those who look up to him,

Charlie: I'm fine, Vaggie. Is something wrong?

Yes! Vaggie wants to yell at her. Yes, of course there's something wrong! Their home is wrong. Their whole life is wrong!

But she can't. God knows they've had that conversation too many times before. It always ended ugly.

Satan: he fell asleep,

So she stills herself and chooses her words carefully.

Vaggie: No-uh, not at the moment. But I got word from Angel that it looks like they caught a few intruders south of the Pentagram. They wouldn't tell me anything yet but..

Charlie finally turns her head to her, a raised eyebrow prompting Vaggie to continue.

Vaggie: I caught a glimpse of a feather and I have a pretty good guess it's the same reason why they are being as discreet as possible.

Satan: as every soul, human or demon, who strives to be free and nothing else in the world, may hope to do.

Angels.

After Him-

It was a massacre, and she participated in the exterminations. She knows what killings look like, but what she witnessed then still makes her stomach twist with discomfort to this day.

Only a few managed to escape to Heaven, while some opted to hide deep underground in Pride, afraid and perhaps forgotten.

Those brave enough to venture outside went straight to the palace or hotel, hoping to find a way back to Heaven.

Satan: Now, we must leave the treasures of the past and turn to the future.

But there is no more Heaven.

Satan: Resilience have been the reigns of the late Majesty.

At least, that's what they think. No rescue missions, no communication, no nothing.

Heaven has been silent, and the only indication they have of its still-beating existence is the glowing white sphere up in the far sky.

That's why angels still take the risk to go to them.

Satan: All of the greatest periods in our history unfolded upon his hands .

But none of them ever make it.

Satan: This new age comes at a time when demonkind stands uncertainly poised..

Charlie: I see.

At the corner of her eye, Vaggie sees the flying figure circle around the city again like a dog guarding their home.

Like a predator looking for its prey.

She reaches out to take Charlie's hand, squeezing it for comfort. For her or for Charlie she's not sure.

Vaggie: Let's go inside. I don't like being outside with that... thing.

Satan: …on the age of catastrophe.

Charlie eyes the flying entity with an expression of cold, hard anger mixed with devastation. The look is gone as soon as it came.

Vaggie would have that look too if it had the face of her dead father.

Satan: I, whose existence was passed in the noble, unchallenged, and tranquil glories of the Luciferian era

She gave Charlie another squeeze but the other doesn't reciprocate.

Vaggie feels like Charlie's slipping from her hold. Her hand tightens just a bit more around her lover's, afraid that if she loosens then Charlie would be gone.

And she can't let that happen.

Satan: may well feel the thrill in invoking once more,

Charlie, who no longer shies away from judgemental eyes.

Satan: the prayer,

Charlie, who stands straight and tall, like a beacon of demon hope.

Satan: and the anthem;

Who looks too small in her royal mantle.

Satan: Long live Charlotte Morningstar,

Who looks imposing as the original Devil with the crown sitting on her head.

Satan: Her Majesty,

Her former self tucked far away inside.

There's a screech of a car down below and a cacophony of distressed voices.

Charlie: They're here.

Satan: The Queen of Hell.

Charlie: Let's go.

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Lucifer is truly dead here guys. Or is he? 👀

The Crown reference.

The Satan parts is the speech said at Charlie's coronation. Just like in The Crown, she became queen as soon as the former King died.

Fates of Alastor, the Sins, and the others will be addressed in Story 3 of this series!

Yes you read that right. There will be one more story for this. And it will still be Lucifer centric, but the POVs will bounce from character to character.

A trilogy! Wow, I can't believe this.

Thank you all for reading! To those who have supported this story from the very beginning, you were all my motivation and inspiration. I love hearing your theories, your critiques, and your fanarts.

And if you have any questions, my asks and DMs are open! I'd be happy to answer anything to the best of my abilities without spoiler <3

This work is my pride and joy and you guys loving it made me even more proud of myself.

So thank you.

This story is dedicated to the me that couldn't find the fanfic I'm looking for and said fuck it I'll do it myself. And of course, to our dear Lucifer Morningstar.

[notherpuppet]

More Guardian Angel AU 🪽🩸

[samzikei]

Hmmm... Something about the new shopkeep next door seems sus.

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[elsa-fogen]

Alastor's personal space

SHITTY MEME I SPENT TOO MUCH TIME ON

DON'T TAG THIS AS A SHIP

AU Masterpost

[weirdystar]

I just imagine Lucifer turning on Alastor's broadcast for Charlie because she gets so excited hearing it.

[re-unknown]

"After life still looking for you" CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 1 - CHAPTER 3 (soon)

[k-chips]

Little redraw of these two lovely idiots from @notherpuppet ‘s comic 🍎📻❤️