#Lucifer Morningstar One Shot

[vii-doodles]

StaticApple Week Day 7: Fire and Lightning

And, ofc, for the last prompt I also wrote a little one shot feat. a tiny bit of Valastor as well! Hope you had just as much fun this week as I did! <3

[cryptidghostgirl]

Lovely (Lucifer x Reader)

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Description: Lucifer had heard rumor of the demon with the ability to alter people's memories. Y/n was a marvel and he had her wrapped right around his pinky.

Warnings: Same angst, new target.

Word Count: 1,631

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A/N This fic is inspired by Spud Cannon's song Lovely. Also don't mind me and my silly little Latin obsessed brain (Lucifer translates to light bringer and is a combination of the latin verb ferre, to bring, and lux, light. I fuck around with that in this.)

That was what had drawn her to him first: the elegance. Lucifer was a graceful man, a beautiful man, a terribly sad person. In retrospect, that should have been Y/n's sign to take a step back but, it is always so difficult to find the right path in the moment. He had seemed so utterly heartbroken, because, as she now knew, he was so utterly heartbroken, and Y/n had thought: maybe I can help?

Her motivations had just been that at first, helping. It wasn't her fault that he was charming and funny and did things that made her want to be more than friends with him with such alarming regularity that it felt like her life was the worst rollercoaster at an amusement park. The one with eight billion sharp turns and uncomfortable seats that left rider's tailbones bruised. It was almost too much to bear.

Lucifer had heard rumors of the demon who had been gifted with the ability to alter people's memories. It had never been gossip that had interested him much until Lilith had left. Suddenly, his mind had felt like a curse. In the throws of despair, he had looked for her, hunted her down. It hadn't take long, he was Lucifer after all. When he was the one asking the questions, few dared to defy.

The shop was a hole in the wall, drenched in the smell of incense and covered in crystals and other odd objects of curiosity. Lucifer could've sworn he recognized the imp horns on the wall but, ignored it. He was there for a reason and asking questions like that were not the path to his end goal.

The demon herself, the famed mystery, was statuesque. She had sat her table in the back of the shop, draped in jewelry made of bones and gold. She had gifted him the first session free of charge.

In order to keep the pain at bay, Lucifer had been required to come to her shop at least once a month. Y/n was a comfort to him, he associated her with the feeling of relief. The two became fast friends.

"Light bringer." she would beckon him in with a smile, "Still counting those forget-me-nots?"

She spoke to him in Latin, in his first eternal language. She weaved images in the air with the smoke from her fires. She was amazing, a miracle worker. Lucifer was grateful for her, for her skill.

Y/n knew the truth behind it. She tried to ignore it, tried to still her raging heart. She knew it was doomed, had seen with her own eyes the way he was still so in love with someone else. Still, when he had asked her on that first date, a year into them knowing one another, she hadn't been able to bring herself to refuse. He had been so sweet, so earnest, so cheesy. He had asked her to be his and she had told him the truth: she already was.

It was a constant state of denial, one big, overwhelming lie she convinced herself was true. In the beginning, Lucifer had been a doting partner. He surprised her with flowers, he always tried to make her smile. It had all stopped the day she had told him she couldn't use her gift on him anymore.

"Why not?" he has asked, alarmed.

"Because, Ferende Lucem (man bringing light), it's not healthy. I can't make things go away forever, just hide them. You still need to deal with them eventually."

Y/n had thought it was time, had figured that two years of dating and three years of knowing one another would be enough. She had been wrong. Lucifer had ceased in his affections in all but name. No longer was she whisked away to the palace, no longer did she wake to one of his creations on her bedside table.

After about a month, she had decided to take things into her own hands. She refused to recede into the gaps he was creating, refused to just let this all go. Y/n loved him, truly. She wouldn't let the love die without a fight.

The palace guards knew her well, had let her in without question. After some searching, Y/n had found Lucifer locked away in his office. The place smelled of despair. He didn't turn from his empty desk at the sound of the door opening.

"Light Bringer." Y/n hummed softly, rapping a knuckle on the already open door, "Counting your forget-me-not's?"

She hadn't asked him that in years, not since before they had gotten together. He lifted his head from his hands, looking over his shoulder just the slightest bit.

"Malefica (witch)." he replied, his voice low and hollow.

Y/n smiled softly at the pet name and entered the room, letting the door stand open in her wake. She approached him, wrapping her arms around his tired shoulders and pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

"Please." Lucifer's voice cracked, "Please take them from me. It's too much, they're too heavy."

Y/n didn't reply, simply nestling her chin into his hair.

"Y/n, please."

"You know I can't do that." she sighed, "It's not healthy."

"This is what is not healthy."

Y/n let go of him and turned his chair so they faced one another. She kneeled down on the ground before him, clasping his hands in her own. His eyes were ringed with red. In that moment, they weren't a fallen angel and a demon, they were just two people. Two people in love and two people housing broken hearts they lied to themselves to stitch back together.

"Lucifer." her eyes searched his face.

It was rare she called him by his true name. The gravity of the moment clung to their skin.

"Lucifer, what am I to you?"

He looked away. Y/n sighed, her heart cracking straight down the middle within the confines of her chest.

"Can I..." she cleared her throat, steeling her nerves, "Am I ever going to be what you're looking for?"

Lucifer's eyes snapped back to Y/n.

"You are what I'm looking for." he insisted, taking his trembling hands from hers and cupping them gently around her face, "You, Y/n, are my sweet little magician, my salve."

"My magic is, you mean."

Lucifer had always been a terrible liar. It was one of the things Y/n loved about him, the way the truth bubbled to the surface of his being. Right now, she wished he could be the best liar on the planet, the best in all of Hell. Right now, she wished she could've been born blind.

Y/n got to her feet, Lucifer's hands hanging in the air where they had held her last. There was no more running, no more hiding from the truth. This was the precipice, the breaking point, the fall.

"You're my salve." he repeated again, his voice soft and sounding like he was trying to convince himself of the fact as much as he was trying to get through to her.

"Don't lie to me." Y/n demanded, tears pressing behind her eyes, "Don't. Just... just don't."

Oh how she wished she could turn back time, set the clocks to zero.

"You never loved me, did you?"

The question hung unanswered in the air. Y/n had known it for a long time, had known it since the beginning to be perfectly honest but saying it out loud made it all the more real. She was dazed, spinning, out of control.

"You don't love me."

"I wish I could. I'm..."

Y/n scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest and holding back tears. She looked away.

"I'm sorry."

"I'll see myself out, I guess."

She hoped he'd call out for her, run after her into the hallway, ask if they could try again could start over. Of course Lucifer did no such thing.

For all the things she had helped her clients forget over the years, Y/n understood them even more now than she ever had before. It was complicated. Now she was going to have to reshape her life. If she ever saw him in the street, it would be her duty to pretend she didn't know him. The memories spawned the terror of potential futures, dreams where things worked out, where everything was okay. They sent her mind reeling.

She had known, all along she had feared the worst and feared confirmation of her knowledge. That was the worst part, it hadn't even been a surprise. It had simply been just that, a confirmation of the truth.

The world caved in around her as she walked home, houses and shops and people all blurring together into something undistinguished and undefinable.

Lovely, that's what he was. In all his misfortune, in all his despair, in all his grace. Lovely but oh god, oh god he didn't love her. Not the way she wanted him to. Not the way she loved him.

Y/n pulled the curtains shut to her little shop, moving methodically and without thought. She sat down at the table in the back, before the pot of incense. She lit it.

Not once in all her years had she ever tried to do use her magic on herself. It seemed like a line in the sand, something utterly forbidden. Y/n shut her eyes.

When she reopened them, the world felt different. Time had passed, she could tell it had but her mind refused to give shape to the years.

"So this is what it must feel like." she mumbled aloud, noticing the remnants of her ritual spread out on the table before her, "I wonder what happened."

[swagyalastorwife]

Lucifer x overthinker!reader🍎❤️

A/N:hiiiiiiii guyssss ❤️❤️❤️❤️byyye guyssss !!!

⚠️warning⚠️:panic attack, sad reader

One night, the silence of the Hazbin Hotel seems heavier than usual.

Lucifer is absent, off to attend to an urgent matter in Hell.

You remain alone in the room, staring into the darkness, your mind clouded with dark thoughts.

What if Lucifer doesn't come back? What if he's found someone else? Maybe he's grown tired of you, a mere mortal lost in this world of demons and the damned.

As the minutes pass, the more anxiety tightens your throat.

Your hands tremble, your breath becomes short. The walls seem to be closing in, you're short of breath.

You collapse to the floor, overcome by a dizzying panic attack.

Tears well up in your eyes, your heart pounds.

You can't think of anything but the fear of abandonment, convinced that Lucifer will leave you.

It's at that moment that the door bursts open.

Lucifer enters, his whit suit impeccable, his gaze first surprised, then worried, seeing you curled up, crying, in the middle of the room.

He rushes towards you, kneels down, and wraps you in his strong arms, holding you close with a gentleness unsuspected by the King of Hell.

"Shh... I'm here,"

he whispers in your ear, his deep voice vibrating with concern

"I'm here, my love."

"Lucifer, please don't leave me, don't leave me alone."

You cling to him, desperately seeking his touch to reassure you.

He strokes your hair, murmurs sweet nothings, rocks you slowly.

"I will never leave you, never,"

he repeats, his forehead against yours

"You are everything to me I love you more than anything, do you hear? Nothing and no one can separate me from you."

He continues to hold you, reassuring you, until your sobs subside, your breathing becomes regular.

You look up at him, meeting his glowing gaze, filled with a sincere, almost heartbreaking love.

"Forgive me,"

you whisper, ashamed of having let yourself be overcome by fear.

Lucifer gives a tender smile, gently wipes a tear from your cheek.

"You have nothing to apologize for, my love. I am here, and I will always stay by your side my little duck"

In his arms, you finally feel safe. The shadows of the night fade away, swept away by the light of his eternal love.

I hooope youuu liiike iiit!!❤️❤️

[katnisspeetaprim]

Painting Lucifer's Nails

Lucifer Morningstar/Reader

Based on the above request! Requests are also open for Hazbin Hotel! Feel free to send some over!

Warning: None, just fluff and some kissing

Word Count: 508 Hazbin M.list

‘Ugh, Lucifer can’t you stop fidgeting for two seconds? I’m going to mess up.’ Your grip on his wrist tightened, effectively pinning his hand to the table.

‘But this takes so long though!’ He groaned out dramatically, throwing his free hand up in the air.

‘Oh hush!’ You yanked on his arm again, making him stumble in his seat ‘You’re the one who wanted them painted! Plus I’m almost done.’

‘Fine.’ Lucifer mumbled under his breath, leaning his chin against his free hand in defeat.

‘You should try another colour sometime, you know, something other than black.’ You smirked at him as he admired your work.

‘Ah and what would you suggest? Lime green? Hot pink? Rubber duck yellow maybe?’ He leaned across the table, giving you a sly grin. You returned his gaze and also leaned across the table so your faces were inches apart.

‘Well with a face as handsome as yours, you could pull anything off.’ You took your pointer finger and playfully stroked under his chin.

The two of you held each others gaze for a moment, before you both just burst out laughing.

‘Ok, enough with the corn.’ Lucifer wiped a tear of laughter from under his eye.

‘What? Can I not compliment my handsome, not to mention super sexy boyfriend?’ You fluttered your eyelashes as you teased your short king.

Lucifer suddenly appeared beside you, and pulled you to lean against him by your waist.

‘Ok. Maybe I like the compliments... Just a little.’ He smiled down at you, before leaning in an placing a soft kiss against your lips.

You relaxed into the kiss, before shooting your eyes open and abruptly pulling away.

‘You better not have smudged your nail polish!’ You grabbed his hand again and narrowed our eyes to inspect the paint.

Lucifer snorted with laughter once again.

‘Doll I’m the king of Hell! If I can’t get quick drying nail polish, then what god am I? He shrugged with a smirk again. You rolled your eyes. Of course he was smug over nail polish.

Noticing he was distracted, you took the opportunity to jab your fingers into his side.

‘Ah!’ Lucifer yelped out, doubling over from the ticklish sensation.

You doubled over in laughter, almost falling out of your seat.

‘Oh, you think that’s funny do ya?’ He grinned mischievously, before suddenly lunging towards you.

‘Ahh!’ You squealed, but managed to dodge out the way and run from the room, giggling as you went.

‘You think you can escape from me!?’ Lucifer gave chase, hot on your heels.

Charlie was happily minding her own business walking down the hotel hallway, when two figures sped past her on either side, making her scream and jump a mile.

‘Hi Charlie! Bye Charlie!’ Lucifer yelled over his shoulder, not stopping for a second to even look back.

It took a second for Charlie to compose herself, but when she did, se had a content smile on her face as she watched you and her dad.

‘I’m really happy for you, dad.’

[shapard]

Albino Snake🐍

Lucifer x Human!fem!reader

Alastor kinda reminds me of Dr. Facilier

A/n: I want to cry. I accidentally posted this🥲

You found a cute little albino snake. You named him Apple.

Soft Lucifer

Part 1 > Part 2

You love your home New Orleans.

The streets are filled with jazz and Happy people dancing around. It brought a smile up of your face.

It’s been so long when the streets were this filled. A big number of murders started to rise in New Orleans. Everybody stayed at home, especially you. 

News spread quickly that the Series Killer got killed by a hunter. The Hunter thought he was a deer and gave him a shot right in the middle of his skull.

The days that were cold and dull started to gain color again. And your live just became more stressful. 

Back to two jobs and a small apartment.

You worked in two Restaurants only to fulfill your dream. You want to live that dream you and you father talked about from morning to dawn. Sadly, he’ll not be able to see you reach this dream.

You’re almost there, just a couple more shifts. Just a few weeks of hard work.

You groaned when your alarm clock started ringing in your ear. Exhausted you pressed your hand onto the alarm.

You yawned and stretched your body; a small cracking sound emits from your bone, and you sigh in relief. 

“Next shift here I come!” 

As usual people side eyed you when you past them with a tray of food. Working in gastronomy is hard.

Terrible chef, terrible co-workers and even worse the customers. Your chief always tormented you that you'll never reach that dream. That it was useless. You are born poor and you stay poor, especially for a woman.

But that never lets you down. Then you'll be the first woman who'll reach the top without marrying off to a rich man.

The ring bell tuned, and your rich friend Charlotte and her father walked happily into the small business.

Charlotte smiled brightly at you when she saw you. “Y/n! There you are! I have an important question to ask you.” You laughed softly at her antics. she always was always so outgoing and a bright soul. 

“Of course.” Charlotte squealed and was quick to grab her father's purse. “Do you think you can make some beignets? You’ll get paid off, of course.” Without even waiting for your answer, she pushed couple hundred dollars into your chest and ran out of the store without even touching the beignets. 

Charlotte already paid and it wasn't rare that this happens. All your attention was now on the money in your hand. 

With this money it’s more than enough to buy the restaurant you and your father always dreamed about.

Soft tears pearled down on your face and your boss mouth was wide open in shock. “Huh… Wait… WHAT?!” 

When you shift was done you were quick to make a visit to the former sugar farmhouse.

The house was pretty worn down but that didn’t hold you back. You swung around the house humming a soft tune as you imagined how the place will look in the future.

"I'm almost there~..."

A soft clink echoed through the hollow place, bringing you back to reality. Scared you looked around you. Maybe a mouse?

Following the clinking sound, you saw a small snake hurt in a water cup. The snake looked up to you with soft red eyes. The white scales reminded you of pure untouched snow.

The snake was probably an albino. 

You spread out your hand and took the little injured creator in your hand. Your heart swelled when the little snake slithered up to your wrist embracing it softly.

Its red eyes never left yours and you patted his head slightly. 

The Snake watches as you walked stressed out up and down through your little room. A small bandage adorned its little tummy and a small bow tie was around his head. 

To say he was embarrassed was an understatement. But the way how happy you applied the little bowtie on his head was giving him pure joy. So, he didn't protest.

When you finally looked at the small clock that was on your room wall you gasp at the time. You grabbed your little purse and the beignets for the little costume party.

Theme: Kingdom.

The snake you named apple slithered up to your neck. It looked like a designer necklace, and you loved it. 

You stood unmoving in one of the stands from the party. The landlord of the place where you found him was informing you that someone pays way more than you do.

Your whole body feels like it's going to crumble. You were so close to that dream. You were so close to making your father proud.

All those years for nothing?

Apple looked up to you and he saw the face of pure despair and sadness. His heart broke when you ran towards the landlord in despair. Tears were pouring down your face as you shouted the landlord’s name. 

You were close to a panic attack. Apple rested softly on your neck like a scarf. He tried to comfort you in any way.

A woman with a wine glass in her hand accidentally pours the wine onto your dress and Apple hissed at the sudden wetness.

When you turned to look for the landlord he was nowhere to be found. And for the first time you really felt defeated.

Your legs under you gave up and everything around you started to mix in one black hole.

Charlotte hugged you from behind when she saw your broken state. Charlotte dragged you along with her when she looked at the damage on your dress. 

She gave you a new dress your mother had designed for her.

A gorgeous flowing dress that beats every physics. A little Tiana was on your head and the color matched perfect with your skin color. 

Apple watched with an immense blush on his scales.

You look so pretty in this dress. 

You plumped softly onto the bed where apple was laying. He laid under your chin cuddling into your heat. "Oh Apple. I don't know what to do." You whined as soon as those words left you.

“I can help.” As soon as you heard Apple talk you shot up, falling with full force onto the hard floor. 

Red mist covered the whole room and in front of you stood a man with white skin, red eyes and royalty looking clothes.

His smirk was large, and he held an apple cane in one of his hand. “Do you trust me princess?”

A/n: I'm obsessed with Tyla's new album.

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@i-have-no-life-charlie @sirenetheblogger @concentratedconcrete

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[ilikesillythings]

Hiyaaa would be able to do a luciferxreader please?

" Just a bump in the road, I'm sure.. " Lucifer x Reader

Tws; mentions of violence, stalking, yandere Lucifer FLUFF

You and Lucifer had just gotten into a fairly.. bad argument. Usually you refrained from arguing with your lovely boyfriend, but..

He had seriously injured one of you friends for 'giving you lovey eyes'. At first it was just you expressing how you thought he was too overprotective, then he ended up admitting to stalking you. All the time. Yeah, not a good move on his end.

"Baby..?" You heard your boyfriend call from the other side of your shared room, voice laced with sorrow, and concern, "I'm.. really sorry, I was dumb- and.." he trailed off, and for a moment you swore you could hear him quiety weeping. With a sigh, you called out, "Come in."

Not even a minute passed before the door flung open, a desheviled, guilty looking Lucifer rushing in and throwing his arms around you, sobbing words of apology. "Oh, Luci'.." You mumbled, sighing softly

As much as you wished to remain upset with him -- how could you? He obviously felt like shit for beaking your trust, and was willing to make amends, of course you'd have to go through boundries.. but perhaps that could wait until you calmed your boyfriend down.

Gently, you pulled Lucifer into your lap, "Are-" He began, hiccuping, "Are you still mad at me..?" was his next words, spat out almost pathetically. But, it was that stupid charm that made you adore the fallen angel. "..Yes." you replied with a nod, "What you did.. everything, it was wrong, decietful, and creepy. But, I still love you."

Lucifer's eyes lit up at the last part of your words, "Oh, starshine!!" he exclaimed, kissing your cheek repeatedly, "I'll never stalk you again-- I swear, I swear!". You chuckled at his enthustastic reply, and he kissed your cheek a few more times, now grinning broadly

"How about I take you out somewhere nice!?" he suggested, clearly trying to 'redeem' himself, atone for his bad actions. You thought for a moment, "Hmm.. depends, where?"

For a second, Lucifer opened his mouth to speak, as if he already knew a place. "Crap.. I was gonna suggest Ozzie's, but you're a sinner.." he sighed, running a hand through his blond hair, "I don't really care where we go.. how about you cook something for me?" you returned, hopefully.

He gasped and in swift movements stood, eagerly nodding, before dashing off, out of the room.

Lucifer was a creepy, charming, pathetic man. But he was your creepy, charming, pathetic man, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Neither would you.

[roseyreveries]

Stormy Night In

Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Summary: A large thunderstorm rolls through LA, taking out the power in Lucifer’s penthouse, leaving you both in there alone together until it passes by.

CW: Fluff and that’s it, quick short one shot <3

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The storm outside was relentless, its fury a dramatic display of nature’s power. Thunder rolled through the night, and lightning illuminated the cityscape in stark, fleeting flashes. Inside Lucifer Morningstar’s penthouse, however, the usual brightness was replaced by a more intimate glow. The power had gone out, leaving only the soft flicker of candles to light the room.

You and Lucifer were in the midst of setting up candles, the dim, warm light casting dancing shadows on the walls. Lucifer, ever the devilishly charming figure, was making a grand affair out of the situation, his voice carrying its usual mix of amusement and allure.

“Well, this is rather delightful, isn’t it?” Lucifer said, his tone dripping with playful sophistication as he arranged the candles on a grand piano. “A little power outage—nature’s way of telling us to slow down and enjoy a bit of romance.”

You placed another candle on the coffee table, trying to ignore the occasional shiver of unease brought on by the storm. “Romance? I suppose if you look at it that way, it’s not so bad. But I can’t say I’m thrilled about the storm.”

Lucifer sauntered over, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Ah, but that’s where you’re mistaken. The storm adds a certain…excitement. And look at us—two people stuck together in the dark, with nothing but candlelight and each other’s company.”

He took your hand and led you to the sofa, where the two of you settled under a soft blanket. The glow of the candles bathed his features in a warm light, making his usual devilish charm seem almost tender.

“Now, let me see,” he said, his voice dropping to a more seductive tone as he leaned closer. “How do we make the most of this delightful predicament?”

You laughed softly, feeling the tension of the storm outside begin to melt away under the influence of Lucifer’s charisma. “I suppose we could enjoy the quiet, have a little conversation, or maybe you could tell me one of your infamous stories.”

Lucifer’s grin widened. “Ah, stories. I’ve got a few that might just pique your interest. But first, let’s ensure we’re properly snuggled. The storm outside does have a certain…romantic quality, after all.”

With that, he drew you closer, his arm wrapping around you in a protective and affectionate embrace. The storm’s roar was a distant thunderous murmur, barely audible over the comforting warmth of his body and the flickering candlelight.

As you nestled into his side, Lucifer began recounting tales of his adventures and escapades, his voice a soothing balm against the storm’s chaos. His stories were a mix of intrigue, mischief, and undeniable charm, each one delivered with a flair that made the darkness feel a little less foreboding.

The storm outside raged on, but inside the penthouse, it was as if time had slowed. The candlelight, the warmth of Lucifer’s embrace, and his captivating stories created a cocoon of comfort and romance.

In that flickering light, with Lucifer’s presence enveloping you, the storm outside became a mere backdrop to a night of unexpected intimacy and connection. As the hours passed, the storm’s fury seemed to diminish, replaced by the gentle, soothing sound of Lucifer’s voice and the warmth of his embrace.

And so, in the heart of the storm, you found a quiet, perfect refuge, with nothing but the flickering candles and Lucifer’s enchanting presence to make the night truly unforgettable.

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[allastoredeer]

The Egg Bois have no one to take orders from after Sir Pentious dies. Then they see Lucifer and immediately follow him around and unlike Alastor who didn't like being tailed by the annoying yappy yokes, Lucifer is enthralled by them because they are like little ducklings forming a line as if Lucifer is their mother

One egg boi, Frank, is the only one that stuck to Alastor, and Al makes it clear he wants him to go away but Frank stays with him. One time when Al was cooking, Frank asked if he could help and Al thought for a moment, grinned, picked up the egg, and plopped him in the boiling pot. Unfortunately, Frank did not hard boil, in fact, he enjoyed the hot bath, and the rest of the egg bois ran inside as Lucifer entered the kitchen and screamed in horror at the display but the rest of the eggs hopped around Al's feet, pulling at his trousers asking to join the bubble bath.

FRANK STAYING WITH ALASTOR IS SO CUTE MY HEART JUST EXLODED

Alastor trying to boil Frank is just fogjwenweln 🤣 I can see that. The fact that it's not working AND Frank's enjoying himself AND the other eggbois want to join in makes it all so much better.

Also, the other eggbois following Lucifer around like ducklings 🥺 that's adorable.

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The List (Alastor x f!reader)

~ Part One: Creation ~ Part Two: Catalyst ~ Part Three: Chance ~ Part Four: Corruption ~ Part Five: Confrontation ~ Part Six: Crestfallen ~ Part Seven: Condemnation ~ Part Seven.A: Clarity ~ Part Eight: Change ~ Part Nine: Consequence ~ Part Ten: Convergence ~ Part Eleven: Compromise ~ Part Twelve: Conviction

Demonic Convergence (Hazbin Hotel OC Story w/Alastor) ~ Meet the OCs ~ Pt. 1: First Impressions ~ Pt. 2: A Cold Welcome ~ Pt. 2.5: The Long Game ~ Pt. 3: Dueling Practice

~ Hey You Up? Pt. 1 (How Each Male Hazbin Character Wakes You Up *Platonic) ~ Hey You Up? Pt. 2 (How Each Male Hazbin Character Wakes You Up *Platonic) ~ Alastor, Lucifer, and Adam Meeting Fandom Counterparts ~ Alastor, Lucifer, and Adam Meeting Fandom Counterparts pt. 2 ~ Like Glass (Alastor x Fem!TrustIssues!Reader) ~ Nightmares (Emily x gn!Reader)

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StaticApple Week Day 3 : A Trip to Lu Lu World and here is the one shot I wrote for it ❤️🎡

[cryptidghostgirl]

Are your requests still open? I was hoping for a request for a Lucifer x sinner reader where she was once in love with someone when she was alive but they betrayed her leading to her death causing her to be afraid of letting others in. She's been a resident of the hotel since the pilot, but doesn't really talk much about her feelings or past life but is convinced by Charlie who says singing helps her when she needs to get out her own emotions. So when she thinks everyone is gone for the day on one of Charlie's bonding field trips, she uses the piano in the main area to sing her heart out, not realizing Lucifer decided to stay. The song I'm thinking of is "Perfect Doesn't Last" by Beth Crowley. So when she sings it and he overhears listening and watching her he's reminded of Lilith and feels for the reader understanding her more than when they first met during his first visit to the hotel (ep 5). I'm not sure of how to end it, so if you want to add anything to it I'm totally up for it. I just thought this song would match him so well.

A/N this is my first time writing for this man. Also,, i think it’s so funny that everyone is just like “short king” even tho alastor is canonically at least seven feet tall and charlie is at least like six feet tall. that’s so silly of us.

Encore (Lucifer x Reader)

Paring: Lucifer x Reader

Warnings: Domestic abuse briefly mentioned.

Word Count: 2,169

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Lucifer had just wanted to visit Charlie. With their relationship on the up and up, he was eager to not give up his chance to fix things with his favorite and only daughter. However, when he arrived at the hotel, throwing the doors open in unadulterated excitement, it was to find the normally busy lobby area empty.

The door fell shut behind him and his smile slipped from his face. Carefully, he ran his eyes over every inch of the room. There really was no one to be found.

"Maybe they're just all in their rooms, yeah." he said aloud to himself, "Charlie is probably... in her office! It must take a lot of work to run a place like this. Yeah, that's what it is."

Charlie, Vaggie, and Alastor had asked her to come with them to the movies. It was supposed to be a reward, for how hard they had all been working. They had really tried their best to convince Y/n to join them but, as always was the case when activities that took them out of the hotel were not required, Y/n had declined the offer.

Y/n was still getting used to Hell in all its big scary wonder, she still hurt. Everything was so complicated and while spending time with her thoughts didn't make her feel good per-say, spending time with others had been making her feel even worse. Besides, Charlie had given her some advice a few days ago she wanted to test out and she didn't exactly feel comfortable doing that while the hotel was crawling with people.

Y/n trusted Charlie. She was the first person to have extended a kind hand in her direction since her arrival in Hell. When Charlie had found out Y/n had been a concert pianist in the living world, she was elated.

"That's perfect!" she had said, leaning across the desk towards her, "We have a piano in the Hotel's auditorium!"

"I... I don't know if I really can... perform, right now. If that's alright." Y/n had replied, wringing her hands and unable to keep eyecontact.

"What? Oh no! That's not what I meant at all. It just seems... well if you did it for a living, you must have loved it. And it seems like you always have a lot on your mind, lots of stuff to process, and I know you don't like talking to people about it and, well, music always makes me feel better. It feels freeing, like I'm getting everything bottled up inside me out when I sing."

"I... I don't think I've ever really thought about it that way." she had admitted in response, "It was just something I had always done. I started lessons when I was three."

"Well, you should try it some time." Charlie had smiled back, "Maybe it will help."

Once she was sure everyone was gone and the hotel was hers alone, Y/n had slipped quietly from the confinement of her room. It had taken her a bit to find the auditorium. When she finally did and saw the piano it held, her breath caught in her throat.

It was a beautiful old baby grand made out of a warm cherry wood that matched the hotel's theming well. The lid had creaked when she had opened it, the keys had been dusty to the touch.

It had been a long time since she'd played. With mild joy, she let her fingers run the usual scales and arpeggios, finding a comfort in the familiarity of it all. Once satisfied her fingers were all warmed up and ready to play something real, she posed them over the keys.

Lucifer had lost himself in the depths of the labyrinthine hotel. The twists and turns of the hallways were unfamiliar to him despite the tour Charlie, Vaggie, and Alastor had lead him on. His hope at finding his daughter and spending some time with her had long since flickered out. He was on the verge of going home, his hand half raised to open a portal, when he heard it.

A faint echo of music flooded the hallway and Lucifer froze. It was haunting and distant, it drew him in. His sights set on a new sort of entertainment for the afternoon, he listened carefully and began to follow the sound.

As he got closer to its source, Lucifer realized that who ever was making the music was not just playing the piano but singing. Their voice was soft and lovely, nearly ethereal in its sheer humanity and anguish.

I would have bet on us

We were untouchable, you and I

I couldn't get enough

It was a fairytale come to life

Lucifer at last reached the half open door to the room the music appeared to be coming from. Not wanting to disturb the artist just yet, he transformed into a snake and slithered his way silently into the room. There, sitting at the piano on the stage, was Y/n.

I had your heart

At least that's what I thought

Now I'm second guessing every moment

Wondering where we went so wrong

He didn't really know much about Y/n except that she was new to Hell. Charlie had mentioned off hand that she had died in an incident of domestic abuse. Lucifer had no idea why she had ended up in Hell or what she was really like. When he had visited the hotel the first time, Y/n had been quiet and reserved. She had stood to the side and watched, barley even introducing herself to him.

At first, he had thought it to be disrespect. Not every demon in Hell was his biggest fan after all and while he was used to it, it still stung that even one of his daughters would be reformed sinners would be blatantly rude to him. He had quickly realized however from her flittering eyes and the way she clutched at herself that it wasn't disrespect at all. Y/n had been nervous.

Of course, Lucifer had made an attempt to make her feel more comfortable but, when he had extended his metaphorical hand, Y/n had just closed herself off even further. According to Charlie and Angel Dust, that was just what the demoness was like. She was shy.

You got inside my head

Taking up every inch of space

'Til there was no room left

Her hands flew across the keys with a practiced grace. Lucifer felt she knew he was there, watching. He felt that she just might be performing for him.

So many parts of me erased

You had my heart

And tossed it in the dirt

As he listened to the words she sung, they resonated with him. For a split second, he could have sworn it was Lilith sitting there at the piano, not Y/n. He shut his eyes, shaking his head slightly. He was oddly grateful when he opened them again to find it had just been his imagination.

Now that was a first. Since Lilith had disappeared seven years ago, Lucifer had been a mess. Lucifer was always a mess but, Lilith leaving like that really did him in. She had been his rock, his guiding light, his everything. He had risked everything for her and he had lost. At least, back in the old days, he had gained something out of the chaos. A daughter, a wife, a world to try and shape. One after another, they were all taken from him. Even now, even with their relationship improving the way it was, he felt Charlie slipping away again.

Now I'm second guessing every moment

Wondering where we went so wrong

I just keep asking

Would this have been worth it if I knew the ending all along.

Without really thinking about it, Lucifer retook his normal form and sat down in one of the auditorium's front row seats. Thankfully, Y/n was too wrapped up in her own world to notice and she just continued to play.

What started so perfect was over too fast

I should have seen the warning signs

'Cause perfect doesn't last

Perfect doesn't last

Light shined off her face, that was how Lucifer had realized she was crying. Despite the tears, her voice never wavered. A performer at her core, just like him.

I would have bet on us

We were untouchable, you and I

As the last lingering notes echoed through the room, he began to clap. Y/n jumped at the noise, turning to face him with wide eyes and cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. Lucifer was undeterred and, getting to his feet, gave her a standing ovation. After a few moments, he ceased in his applause.

"That was beautiful." he said, breaking the new silence that had fallen between them.

"Um, I'm sorry." Y/n's gaze fell back to the piano.

"No! No no no!" Lucifer exclaimed, jumping up onto the stage.

He kneeled before her, lifting her hands from her lap and taking them in his own. She turned to him, surprise drawing out the features of her face once again.

"Don't apologize for taking up space."

"I... I just didn't mean to disturb you is all. If you're looking for Charlie, she's out at the movies with everyone else."

"I was but, I can talk to her later, when she gets back. You didn't disturb me at all, Y/n. As I said, it was beautiful. It was..."

He trailed off, the smile slipping from his face.

"Oh fuck!" Y/n exclaimed, "I didn't mean to upset you! I'm really sorry, what can I do to make it better?"

"You didn't upset me." Lucifer shook his head, "You just... somehow managed to put words to the very things I've been struggling with the past couple years."

A smaller, much kinder and more genuine smile made its way onto his face.

"If you'd like to play more, I'd love to hear it."

Y/n's cheeks flushed red again.

"Theres no pressure." Lucifer shrugged, "Just giving you the option."

"An audience of one... well, it's a little intimidating." she admitted bashfully, "I'm used to the faceless mob of the crowd."

"I can see why. You have an undeniable gift."

"I guess... I don't know. Charlie just said it might help me process stuff. To play again, I mean."

"Was she right?"

Y/n paused in thought for a moment before nodding slowly.

"I think she might have been. My chest does feel a little lighter now."

"Then play."

"Um, mister... king of Hell? Sir?"

Lucifer laughed.

"You can just call me by my name. No formalities necessary. 'Mister king of Hell sir' was my fathers name."

Y/n laughed lightly at his terrible joke. The sound sparked a sudden joy in Lucifer's chest, one he hadn't felt in quite a long time.

"Well, Lucifer." she began again, stumbling a bit over his name.

"Yes?"

"I'll... um, I'll need my hands back. If I'm to keep playing."

"Wh..."

He looked down and his eyes widened. Lucifer hadn't realized he had still held her hands in his. Immediately he dropped them, getting to his feet and looking away in mild embarrassment.

"Sorry, about that."

"Don't apologize for existing." Y/n parroted his earlier words.

When he turned back to her, it was to find she was smiling slightly.

"How bad would it be if I said sorry again right now?"

"You'd be sounding like me."

"Lets make a deal then: no sorries unless something is actually wrong."

"What if I can't tell if your mad at me or not?"

Lucifer looked down at the seated demon. In not one of his wildest dreams could he ever imagine being mad at her but, that wasn't exactly something he could say.

"Then you can always ask."

"And you promise you wont lie to me?"

"I promise."

"Promise promise?"

"Yes!"

She eyed him suspiciously for a moment before nodding her head. Turning back to the piano, her hands found their place on the keys once again. She hesitated.

"I..." Y/n shot Lucifer a look over her shoulder, "Thank you."

"Thank you. There is some solace in knowing someone else out there feels the same way I do, if for different reasons."

"Yeah. There is, isn't there? Maybe part of our deal can be helping each other figure that all out too."

The suggestion had been half thought out. Y/n hadn't really meant to give it a voice, it had escaped her locked lips. She quickly turned back to the piano.

"Sorry. That was dumb."

"What did we just say about sorries!" Lucifer exclaimed, "No apologizing for existing. I think that suggestion sounds rather nice."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Okay. I... I'm actually going to play now. Is that okay?"

With a snap of his fingers, Lucifer reappeared in the seat he had previously inhabited. He crossed his legs, resting his hands on his knee.

"Whenever your ready."

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Song is Perfect Doesn't Last by Beth Crowley as requested :)

[swagyalastorwife]

Hazbin hotel x pin up girl!reader

Author's notes : hiiiii guyyy (^-^)/❤️sooo i did this fanfiction after a request I hope you like iiiit❤️ and sorry for the spelling mistakes

⚠️warning ⚠️: nooonnne

Angel dust🕸

♡ As Angel was coming home from work he saw on the window of a bar a photo a photo of someone, he knew the person he was sure of it, he knew it and that's when he understood that the woman in the photo was you without thinking for a single second he took the photo and hurried to enter the hotel with it.

He entered your room and said to you:

"baby is that you~~~"

"eh...where..where did you find that?"

"I found it outside, you were really sexy~ how come I never had the chance to see this photo"

He said in a teasing tone

You were quite upset it had been a long time since you had seen these photos and Angel noticed it:

"is everything okay?"

"yeah it's just that....it's been a long time since I saw myself as a 'human'"

"oh I understand don't worry, if you want I can throw it away.."

"no...no it's not necessary it's just that it's weird..."

He put the photo on your nightstand and kissed the top of your head and said to you:

"you were really sexy, you're lucky I didn't come across your photo while I was alive"

You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face:

"you're really stupid Angel" you said which made him laugh

Vaggie❌️

♤ She was helping to tidy your room when she found one of your old pictures.

She took the picture and looked at it for 2 minutes:

"Vaggie, honey, are you okay?"

"Yes...yes, it's just that I found a... a picture"

"A picture? Show me it"

She handed you the picture and you were shocked, you had forgotten that you had this picture, Vaggie saw your face fall:

"Honey, are you okay?"

"Yes, it's just that...I had forgotten that I had this picture"

"Is that you?"

"Yes... it's me"

"Wow, you were beautiful"

You could feel the admiration and adoration in her voice:

"Thank you"

She saw that you weren't very comfortable because of the picture so she put it down and talked to you about something else to take your mind off it and she said to you: "You know that I love you?"

"me too vaggie i love you"

Alastor🦌

♧ While you were in your room you heard someone knock on your door: "enter" the door opened and you saw your boyfriend alastor:

"y/n my dear I have something to show you"

"something to show me?"

"yes that's right"

He took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to you, you took the envelope in your hand and opened it.

When you took out the photo in the envelope you felt your heart skip a beat, it had been so long since you had seen these photos and Alastor as usual quickly understood what effect it had on you:

"so my dear something to tell me about this"

"i... where did you find that?"

"hooo believe me you don't want to know but yes, I can allow myself you were simply magnificent"

"thank you Alastor that's very kind"

He decided to stop torturing you with this photo.

The photo disappeared from your hands without you even realizing it and the moment you raised your head Alastor had also disappeared leaving you alone in your room.

Alastor returned to his radio tower in which he hung this photo of you so he could see it every day, he will never admit it to you but he loves you and adores this photo

Charlie🌈

◇ She came back from a meeting with her father and she saw a large room in which were all the files of people who died and went to hell, so naturally she looked for your file and she found these 'vintage' photos and decided to take it in order to show it to you, thinking that it would please you. As she crossed the hotel door she ran to your room and without knocking she entered it:

"Charlie my love what's happening"

"hooooo Y/n you will never know what I found, but before I tell you let me tell you how I found it so.."

She spoke for almost 2 minutes telling you all the details until:

"and so I found this"

She showed you the photo you thought you were going to fall to the ground so big was the shock

But Charlie hadn't noticed it right away:

"you are so beautiful my love, haaaa I almost didn't recognize you, wooow"

You gave her a weak smile and said:

"that's very nice Charlie"

She heard the calm tone of your voice:

"are you okay?"

"everything is fine it's just the shock I didn't expect to see this photo"

"I'm sorry I maybe shouldn't have brought it back I'm really really really sorry"

you put your lips on hers to silence her and you told her:

"don't worry baby everything is fine"

She put her forehead on yours:

"i love you y/n"

Husk🍻

□ You and husk went to the bar and you saw a picture of yourself on a wall, you literally broke down on the spot and your boyfriend Huks understood it very quickly:

"honey is everything okay?"

"I think we should go Husk"

"why is it because of the picture of you?"

"huh how did you know?"

"I'm not stupid"

"Husk it really makes me uncomfortable to see this picture"

"I understand don't worry I'll fix it"

"hey Husk where are you going?"

He didn't answer you and a few moments later you saw the bartender arrive covered in blood and he took down the photo and put it in front of you, Husk then arrived a few seconds later and told you :

"it's too bad because you were very beautiful in this photo"

"thank you Husk"

You said with a smile then you gave him a hug:

"i love you so much, you are always there for me and you always protect me"

"it's normal my love"

Sir pentious 🐍

● You and Sir Pentious were lying in bed cuddling {Sir Pentious wasn't quite comfortable, and you could feel his heart beating faster, but you found it cute} when Frank came into your room:

"Hey boss look what I found"

Pentious took it:

"Wow who is this beautiful woman"

"Give me that"

You took the picture and shock hit you: "It's...it's me"

"Woooow"

He said in awe you could see his eyes shine.

"Is something wrong?"

" ... no it's just that these photos are from a long time ago"

" hooo I understand "

{ he didn't understand }

You took the photo and put it somewhere

" you know I find myself prettier in this photo"

" you're right you..you..are "

he said with red cheeks you laughed seeing his reaction and gave him a little kiss on the cheek

Lucifer 🦆

○ He had this picture hanging in his studio for a while to be exact the day he fell in love with you he did a little research and came across this picture. One day you entered his workshop and hugged him from behind:

"my love what are you doing here I didn't even hear you come in"

"I missed you so much I couldn't wait for you" you said with a little laugh:

"just give me a few seconds to finish my new project, I hope you like it"

"I always like your inventions Luci"

You were walking around the room when you saw the photo

"Luci since when do you have this photo and where.. did you find it"

You said as you took down the photo:

"oh isn't it beautiful I have others if you want"

"no...no I don't want to see it not now"

you said upset

"what's happening my love?"

"nothing it's just that it's been a long time since I saw these photos"

"oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable"

"no..no that's not it, it's just that it's been a long time that's all"

he took you in these arms and kissed you: "you are not angry"

"I could never be angry with you Luci but you could show me the other photos

He laughed and said:

"of course of course my love"

Iiiiii hope you like it (^-^)/❤️ If you want to send me your ideas don't hesitate because I will close the requests very soon ❤️❤️

[katnisspeetaprim]

How Did You end Up Here?

Platonic!Alastor/Reader

Summary: Alastor couldn't quite understand how someone like you ended up in Hell,so naturally he wanted find out. (I tried my best with this one. Sorry if it's bad!) Requests open!

Warnings: implied fem reader, platonic relationship, mentions of abusive relationship, mentions of murder.

Word Count: 1450 Hazbin M.list

You hadn’t been in Hell long, but you were already getting used to your new home. Safe to say you were doing better than when you first arrived anyway.

Charlie had found you on your first day, cowering in an alley way. You’d be forever grateful to her for helping you that day, and introducing you to her hotel reform programme.

That’s how you met the radio demon, Alastor.

He was intrigued by you the second Charlie marched you through the front door. He stood back and observed as the hyperactive princess excitedly introduced you to everyone.

Alastor didn’t miss the way you curled in on yourself with a blush when everyone gathered round to greet you. You clearly didn’t like being centre of attention. He decided to step out of the shadows to introduce himself.

‘Oh Y/N this is Alastor! The hotel wouldn’t be possible without him!’

‘Oh you give me too much credit! But Y/N dear, charmed to meet you!’ You were taken aback by the strange man in front of you. His voice was off and the way he was grinning down at you was... unnerving.

‘Ummm nice to meet you.’ You looked away and played with your fingers nervously. ‘I’m new to Hell.’

‘Well I can see that my dear.’ He shrugged nonchalantly, before leaning down closer to you with a glint in his eye. ‘You seem very timid for a sinner I must say.’

You didn’t know if he was trying to taunt you or  if he was just stating a fact, because he was right after all.

‘Uh yeah, I guess...’ You trailed off with a nervous chuckle, not really wanting to get into your situation right now.

Sensing the change in atmosphere, Charlie quickly pushed her way between the two of you, stating that her and Vaggie were going to show you round. You sighed in relief, happy to follow the two women if it meant you were out of the spot light.

All the other residents went back to what they were doing before your arrival, all except Alastor that is.

He stared after you with slightly narrowed eyes. This could be interesting.

Over the next few weeks, you’d gotten used to the eccentric bunch of misfits that inhabited the hotel, even becoming friends with them, Alastor included.

The radio demon really wasn’t as scary as you first thought, he was arguably the person you had gotten closest to in the short time. You’d always been fascinated by old media when you were alive, so when you found out he was a radio hot back in the day, you couldn’t help but be curious.

Alastor was thrilled to have someone take an interest in his work and wasted no time taking you on a tour of his studio, something that the other residents couldn’t quite believe happened.

‘My dear you seem to be adjusting to Hell splendidly!’ Alastor approached you as you sat in the lounge, nursing a cup of tea.

‘Oh hi Alastor! Yeah, definitely not as scary as my first day.’ You smiled at him as you placed the cup down on the saucer.

‘Yes, much less like a shaking leaf now I must say.’ You laughed lightly and pushed some stray hair behind your ear.

‘Yeah well, all of you here helped with that.’ You smiled fondly, so grateful to your new friends.

Alastor knew your guard was down. Now would be a great opportunity to learn more about your story.

‘I couldn’t help but notice you’ve yet to leave the hotel alone, could that be something to do with how you ended up in Hell? If I may be so bold to ask.’ Alastor just asked you point blank, the signature grin never leaving his face.

Your own smile fell slightly at his question and you looked round uncomfortably, trying desperately to avoid eye contact, and making sure nobody was around to over hear.

Alastor was still grinning down at you, patiently waiting for your response.

‘Umm... Can we go somewhere private to talk?’ You wanted to finally open up to someone about your death, but that didn’t mean you wanted everyone to know all at once. Hopefully it would do you some good to get everything off your chest.

‘Why certainly! Follow me dear.’

Alastor locked the door behind him and gestured for you to sit down on his furniture. As you looked round his room, you couldn’t help but notice that it was oddly normal. For someone as vivid as Alastor, you’d expected more personality to be in this room. Though, he does spend most of his time in his radio tower.

Aslastor sat opposite you and crossed his legs, placing the cane he was never seen without by his side.

‘I’m all ears my little doe.’ Alastor prodded for you to start talking.

‘well uh-‘ You picked at some loose thread at the hem of your skirt, still somewhat unsure of yourself. ‘I killed my boyfriend.’ You burst out suddenly, just wanting to get it out.

Alastor was a little taken back by your sudden confession, having been prepared to do some prodding before you finally said it but he quickly composed himself.

‘My that is surprising. I never would have pegged you as a killer.’ He shrugged his shoulders, before his eyes darkened and his smirk got somehow wider. ‘I should know.’

You shrunk back a little in your seat, unnerved by his sudden dark turn. You weren’t sure why you were so surprised honestly, he had to be in Hell for a reason. You made a mental note to bring it up to him at a later date.

‘It’s not what you think!’ You quickly jumped back in. ‘He was an abusive asshole .. And I just couldn’t take it anymore...’ You looked down with sad eyes. There was a beat of silence before Alastor spoke up.

'Murder will get you a one way ticket to Hell, even if the scum did deserve it.’ He stated as a matter of fact. Alastor was a bad person, that wasn’t up for debate, but it didn’t mean he couldn’t call someone out for being evil.

You smiled a little at his words. It felt good to be validated.

‘But if that sad excuse of a man is dead, then how did you die?’ Alastor wondered out loud, knowing he hadn’t gotten the full story just yet. You scoffed before answering.

‘One of his guys just so happened to come by after I did it. I don’t remember how he did it, but yeah.’

‘Hmm.’ Alastor was digesting all the information you’d just dropped on him. It all made sense now, how someone like you ended up in Hell. Before Alastor could respond, you spoke up again.

‘I guess my ex will be here somewhere too... That’s why I haven’t been out alone since I got here.’ It took a long time for you to leave the hotel for the first time with Charlie, terrified that you would run into him. Charlie never pushed you for an answer as to why you were so scared, but she made sure you knew you would always be safe around her.

‘What an interesting development.’ Alastor smirked to himself, deep in thought again. You stared at him again, still confused.

‘Alastor?’ Your voice seemed to pull him from his thoughts.

‘Oh don’t mind me dear, just thinking things over.’ He spoke with a surprisingly cheery tone to his voice as he waved you off. You nodded with a sigh, knowing you wouldn’t get any information out of him.

‘Thank you for listening to me Alastor, it really means a lot.’ You gave him a real smile. Probably the first time you’d really smiled since your arrival. It really did feel good to finally get everything off your chest.

‘Don’t mention it! But I would like to know everything about this coward.’

That request definitely caught you off guard. Your brows furrowed as you thought it over.

‘Why?’ You cringed at how meek your voice sounded once again.

‘Nothing to worry about dear, just information for future reference!’

It only took a matter of hours for Alastor to track down the bastard. You’d given him quite detailed information about him and what his personality was like.

Plus Alastor had many connections all over Pentagram City, so finding the man was child’s play honestly.

Alastor had finally cornered the man in a dead end alley way. He was shaking with fear, tears running down his face as he looked up at Alastor looking down on him.

‘Now my pathetic fellow, just how should I deal with you?’

[shapard]

Candle Night🕯️

Lucifer x Seraphim!fem!reader

Lucifer treats you after your recovery.

Smut, P in V, virgin, soft Lucifer, not proof read so mistakes ahead<3

You groaned in pain as you flexed your back. How long was it till you had a proper bath? 

Belphegor recommend you not to bath the next couple weeks when you returned from heaven after the fight. 

You can go over your body with a cloth of tissue, you just must be careful not to damage the plaster bandage. Even though Leonardo healed your broken body parts, some grew wrong and had to be broken again. Lucifer was by your side meanwhile the nurser broke your Carpal bones.

Lucifer brought you to his mansion to have a better eye at you. Lammy was always watching that you don’t have to carry anything with your healthy hand and when Lucifer wasn’t there the little lamp would carry your things with her cute little horns. Lucifer hates to leave your side, but you always tell him to help his daughter out in the hotel. 

So, he did. 

Your wish is his command. 

Yesterday you and Lucifer went to the Sloth ring to get rid of the plaster bandage. 

So, Lucifer planned to bath today and ease your aching muscles that begs for a massage. A soft knock Interrupted your trains of thoughts and Lucifer stepped inside. 

“Apple pie?” You hummed softly watching when Lucifer sat down beside you. 

The bed dipped under his weight, and you slid closer towards him. “You want to take a bath with me? You haven’t had ones in couple of months and I got a little surprise for you.” 

You chuckled at how he seems to shine bright in happiness as you agreed to take a bath with him. He didn’t waste any time and rushed with you through the halls to his huge bathroom. 

The bathtub was large and could easily fit ten sinners in it. The bathroom had beautiful Greek design shapes, making it look like the ancient Rome. 

The bathroom lights were turned off, but the room was lit with red candles. The smell of cinnamon Apple filled your nostril, reminding you of how good Lucifer smells. 

“Wow.” Your fingertips glides on the cold surface from the tub and Lucifer stood proudly naked in the room. How did he get out of clothes so fast?

Lucifer walked behind your and helped you to get undressed. Once you were standing naked with him you thought about the newer scars that adorns your body. 

The largest was the one on your thigh that Michael did to you, your worries only grew when Lucifer hasn’t moved or said anything. “You’re so beautiful dear.” Your cheek heated and you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling. 

Lucifer took your hand in his and you followed him in the warm water. You sunk into the water and you let out a moan of pleasure from the warmth. The warm water was relaxing and Lucifers hands were quick to massage your back. 

This is heaven. 

Lucifer was talking to you about his little father and daughter date he and Charlie had. But all you could focus was how good his fingers worked the knots out of your shoulder and back. 

You hummed soft as he kissed your neck and said a softly I love you. 

“You enjoy this.” You moaned in response, and he chuckled. He pecked your lips and travelled down to your stomach. His hand massaged your waist, and you couldn’t help but groan in pleasure. 

Lucifers forked tongue slithered down to your now wet folds. 

He looked into your half-lidded eyes waiting for your consent and you gave him a short yes. His tongue quickly entered, and it was incredible. You completely forgot how good he is with his tongue. 

No wonder why Lilith and Eve left Adam for such a man. 

Your whole body was heated, and the water was making you feel even more dizzier than you already were. Lucifer groaned between your fold sending vibration onto your clit. 

Lucifers clawed finger started to work on your clit to get more of that delicious juice of yours. 

The first time was already addictive but now he is addicted and wants nothing more to make you cum several times on his forked tongue. 

You almost screamed when he hit your g-spot and he smirked. “Found it.” His tongue worked faster hitting the spot every time in a divine way. 

You were a moaning mess, and you grabbed his golden hair. Lucifer moaned as you pulled on his hair and his dick twitched in arousal. His other hand went up to twirl your hardened nipple and you throw your head back moaning at the pain and pleasurable twirl. 

It was just a matter of time and stamina, but your whole body shook as you came near to the high. 

You thrusted your hips up and down on Lucifers face. It was so sinful, but you couldn’t help yourself. The way his tongue moved in your womanhood so perfectly and addictive. 

Maybe it was the bond that grew stronger between you two, or it was how he mastered the art of pleasuring a woman. You don’t know. All you know is that you want this man that was between your thighs. The man that brought the light into your depressing world. 

You moaned his name out loud and your cum started to drip down his chin down to the water that moves comfortable around the both of you. 

Lucifer didn’t stop, he sucked in every drop your pussy was treating him. His tail was swaying side to side in Lust and happiness. 

You closed your legs out of over stimulation, but Lucifer would rip them open again sucking you dry. 

He just can’t stop when you taste this good and the expressions you made was just adding more oil to his fire. Finally, after a while he stops, licking his black lips to taste you a bit more. 

His pupils were blowing wide and all he could think about was claiming your right here and now. Lucifer dips down and kissed you passionate. His tip was pressed on your cunt, but he didn’t slip in, not now. 

First, he wanted to devour your lips fully.

You could taste your own liquid on his tongue mixed with his saliva. The kiss was like a way of saying welcome home. A spark that grew inside you, filling your emotion with dopamine. 

You whined as he broke the kiss, you wanted that his lips stayed longer on yours. 

“Should I stop?” Lucifer asked careful as he drew a small heart with his clawed finger. You shook your head, but Lucifer wasn’t pleased with the non-verbal answer. “Use words Apple pie.” His eyes trailed down to the small heart Tattoo you got with Angel Dust and back up to you. 

“No Luci. I want you to continue, please.” He smiled and attacked you with another mind blow kiss. “This may hurt.” But you didn’t care. You want and need Lucifer now. 

He kissed your lips and pressed his dick into your drenched pussy. You groaned as you felt something this huge in you and he wasn’t even fully in. 

He stopped as he felt a soft tear slipping out of your eye and he pushed your head deeper into his. He waited for a sign that he can push deeper in. You nod after a couple of seconds, and he slipped all of his length into you in one swift thrust. 

You moaned at the pain and pleasure. You felt so full. “I’m sorry you just feel so good.” He whined and dipped into the crook of your neck, nibbing on it Softly. 

You’ll be his death one day. You just feel too good to be true.

You were a breathing mess as the pain started to fade into pure bliss. Your hand reconnected with his hair and he understood the assignment.

 His hips moved back and forth making the water sway with your movements. The spark of the soul bond was adding to the pleasure in your body. Every time he touched you in different places and you could just cum right onto the spot. 

Lucifer felt it too. Maybe even more than you. The way your pussy clenched around him is driving him insane. He tried to hold back as much as he can because it is your first time. But your pussy just takes him so good and he’s not sure if he’ll go soft on you the next time.

This was already hard enough.

The way he moved his hips into yours and how he twitched inside you, made you want more. 

“Faster please!” You didn’t have to ask twice. Lucifer moaned and moved his hips faster against you the water started to drench the area around you. You two didn’t cared all you could focus on was how good Lucifer felt inside you.

Heavy breathing and moans filled the bathroom. If the water hadn’t been there, the whole room would be filled with sinful skin against skin clapping. 

You felt your high coming closer and closer. Your moans were starting to get louder and louder and so were Lucifers. Lucifer thumb started to circle your clit, sweat pearled down your forehead. 

This was the best feeling ever and you understand why Angel enjoys this so much. 

You both reached your peak and Lucifer whined your name into your ear as his hips stuttered forward into yours. He painted your walls in white and your pussy sucked him dry. 

You hummed as your body felt completely full and relaxed. The next two hours you two were in each other arms cuddling the day away.

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Charlie walked down to the kitchen when she smelled the apple pancakes. Her dad used to make them for her, so it wasn’t a surprise to find Lucifer in the kitchen. 

His skin was glowing, and he was happier than ever. His energy was more than other days which was a lot, even for Charlie.

Angel Dust sat next to Charlie; a smirk adorned his features. “They definitely had sex.”

A/n: yummy

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