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The scenario kept haunting me in my mind 😭

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【 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 】

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧" 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐀 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬: 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬.

"𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲?" 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞�� 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

"𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐚𝐝," 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐤 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐚."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐝𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. "𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞… 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧."

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭," 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫, "𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮! 𝐀 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥?"

"𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞!" 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐝. "𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. "𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐃𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞’𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞."

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲. "𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐧. 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝.

"𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐇𝐞𝐲! 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬!" 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭.

"𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐃𝐚𝐝!" 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝.

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲," 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, "𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐬… 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐩𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭."

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭!" 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐠��𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐰𝐤, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

"𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥!" 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲, 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝. "𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐥𝐥—"

𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

"𝐀𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞!" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞.

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. "𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤."

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥," 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧… 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐝-𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫. "𝐃𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤."

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐤!" 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧.

𝐁𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐝.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. "𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫?"

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. "𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝."

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫. "𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬," 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧, "𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞."

𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. "𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞."

𝐀𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, "𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐬."

Tags: @nayomi247 @alexa-is-my-name @zoerislovely - v -

I saw someone say something about Lucifer shedding his feathers since he has duck qualities or what not. All I can think of is Alastor and Charlie sitting him down in the lobby and plucking out his feathers one by one, or taking a brush to his wings while he wines like a child.

"Hey! Hey! Careful! That hurts!" Lucifer says as he tries to get up and pull away from Charlie. Which makes Alastor have to hold him down while Charlie finishes and Lucifer continues his tantrum.

I would make this into a comic but I can't draw😭

[luciferhatesalastor]

Hey, everysinner!

Got a quick message to tell everyone.

Apparently, according to Amelia-Rose, there’s gonna be some awful souls trying to send some people, specifically blogs like mine, (roleplay blogs and various other fandoms, like the ‘Mouthwashing’ fandom, for example) really graphic gore. Me personally, I’m not bothered by gore. I’m the King of Hell, I’m used to it by now.

But Amelia-Rose said I should warn all of you guys about it, just in case you’re not prepared.

In all seriousness though everyone, please keep your asks closed at least until the 26th, just in case. You might not be affected, but I worry about my moots and the community on here.

-Amelia and Lucifer💖🐤

[hooffuloftootsierolls]

Omg they are so Everybody Likes You by Lemon Demon coded

[k-n0-x]

Pre-dating Lucifer Headcannons

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

- Poor brother doesn't even realise he caught feelings for you. First, it started when he started to get tongue-tied when talking to you, sometimes hissing in between words (to his evident dismay and embarassment)

- Then, he starts to daydream about you, as well as noticing small changes in your appearance, should they appear.

- He then starts to hang around you a lot, and you find that you would always somehow manage to meet him when you're on an errand by chance at any point of the pentagram.

- Gifts! He is always showering you with something, duck themed or not. You have this guy wrapped around his finger and he doesn't even know it.

- Our favourite short king only realises this increasing infatuation by you when the hotel residents organise an intervention. Apparently his crush is pathetically obvious by all, except for you coincidentally.

- Utterly embarrassed of how easily Lucifer folds like a wet paper towel for you, he starts to avoid you. A lot, and it concerns you so.

- So much so where you take it upon yourself to confront him. Unfortunately, to no avail. At some point, you manage to corner him in the middle of the night (both of you were looking for midnight snacks)

- You looked pretty upset comforting him, so he fesses up quite easily, admits his feelings for you admist multiple apologies, making him a blubbering mess, which you find absolutely adorable.

- You kiss him on the cheek as he keeps stumbling over his words, causing him to freeze comically, and his pointed ears redden, almost immediately.

- You both go upstairs to his room to watch a movie, while gorging on midnight snacks <3

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

[inosuke-higashikata]

I'm actually so okay and fine right now not sobbing because he was trying to not let Charlie's dreams get crushed but because that dreamer in him never died and he loves her, he would do anything for her.

[writing-fanics]

‘silly little love affair’ [part ii of ?]

Lucifer Morningstar x F!Reader [Adam’s Sister]

[warning: angst: mentions of abandonment: Lucifer being sad: mentions of depression: panic attack: mentions of death:]

previous part > next part

Lucifer sighed, as he sat alone at his desk. His hand working meticulously crafting another rubber duck, a past time something he could do to occupy himself. He sighed, slumping back in his chair, glancing over at the empty chair.

A [f/c] jacket draped over it, he could still hear her laughter echoing throughout the study and manor. His study, that was once decently cleaned after starting his relationship with [Y/n], had returned back to how it was before. Six months has past since he’s last seen her, and he was absolutely miserable and angry, once again he was abandoned by someone he loved.

[Y/n] became his second chance a fresh start. She was breathtaking a breath at new fresh air. A friendship that lasted three years and ended up, becoming a relationship. A secret one, one filled with her secretly traveling down to Hell to have dates and spend time together.

Of course, there were times later in their relationship when she ended up in his bed. Clothes scattered across the floor haphazardly, love marks on her neck and legs. Her waking up beside him, being forced to leave quickly to not be caught.

He sighed, laying his head in his desk. A frown on his face, bags under his eyes. He should’ve known that it was a matter of time, before she left him as well just like Lilith. Sometimes love doesn’t last forever.

On his desk sat an open velvet box with an engagement ring inside.

————-

Everything seemed to have gotten worse for [Y/n], especially with the extermination being in a week. Her sleep plagued with nightmares of her getting news, of Lucifer death. Of everyone’s death in Hell.

Waking up in a cold sweat panting and crying, from the nightmare that felt so real. Her entire body shaking as she ran her fingers through her hair . Breathing heavily uncontrollably, as the world started to spin around her as the thought of losing him shook her to her core.

She gripped the blanket, as her body started to shake. Her knuckles turning white as her breathing quickened. Her head started to feel light, as she gripped the side of her head. She felt as if the roll was getting smaller and smaller, her lungs barely able to take a breath.

She gripped the bedsheets, *squeak* she looked down her hands shaking seeing the rubber duck. She squeezed it again, tears trickling down her cheeks. As she remembered, Lucifer helping her when she had a panic attack when she’d almost gotten caught sneaking down to Hell.

His face gently and relaxed, his fingers underneath her chin the other on her shoulder and he slowly breathed in and out.

“There you go darling,” he said, softly gently tracing circles on her shoulder. She stared into his eyes getting lost in them, as he helped calm her down. How he kissed her forehead after and comforted her, his arm around her waist.

Her breathing calmed, and she held the rubber duck close to her chest. “It’s so unfair,” she whispered, laying back in bed with the rubber duck.

——

Emily looked at Sera, “But it’s my job to bring joy to others,” said Emily, as her and Sera argued about [Y/n]. Emily believed that [Y/n]’s punishment was unjust, punishing her all because she was in love is wrong.

Emily placed her hand over her heart, “She’s hurting, her wings are wilting. She’s fading, Sera.” She said sadly, “Why, can’t she be with him if they’re truly in love?” asked Emily.

Emily glared at her a sad look on her face, “Her halo was flickering she’s dying, and I’m just supposed to sit around and let that happen?” Emily said.

Sera sighs in response, “We’ve extended and used every possible resource we can. To help Y/n, but she’s chosen not to take the help from others.” said Sera, and Emily looked at her in shock.

“She’s made her decision,” said Sera, letting go and Emily’s hand. Emily furrowed her brows and exited the room angrily. She was supposed to bring Joy to others, and it didn’t settle right with her especially now, knowing about the extermination.

Slaughtering of innocent human souls and [Y/n]’s fading soul in heaven, she had to do something if she can’t do something about the souls in Hell.

She can at least help the one in Heaven.

sneak peek [part iii]

“You really do love him?” asked Emily, and [Y/n] lifted her head. A faint smile appeared across her tear stained face, as she held the rubber duck in her hand, “More than anything.” said [Y/n], looking at the younger seraphim with bags under her eyes.

A portal appeared beside Emily, “Go,” said Emily, a smile on her face. [Y/n] looked at her in shock confused, but she gestured towards the portal to hell. She saw it the familiar Morningstar Manor, tears trickled down her cheeks as her heart skipped a beat.

“Don’t worry about Sera or Adam, I’m doing my job bringing joy to others,” she said, looking at her a warm smile on her face.

Even before she started a relationship with Lucifer, she always hated being alone. She struggled making friends even in Heaven, only being able to with Emily. She didn’t like to talk much or converse with other people, she felt awkward around others. Which is why she bonded so quickly with Lucifer, she fell in love with him as they became friends.

He made her laugh, and smile. She felt safe and comfortable around him. When they shared their first kiss, she felt butterflies in her stomach and fireworks. She’s never felt this way about anyone before, and it was scary at first but she grew to love the feeling.

She loved him.

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 | 𝐿𝓊𝒸𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓇 𝓍 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 | 𝐻𝒶𝓏𝒷𝒾𝓃 𝐻𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓁 | 𝐹𝓁𝓊𝒻𝒻

Notes: hiii <3 i hope ygs like this!! im not great at fluff, ill admit BUT lucifer is j so babygirl so it turned out pretty cute!! im writing this fresh out of a writing block so sorry if it isn;t my best, i promise ill do better luci fics in the future!! <33

Summary: You made the drunken choice of sleeping with your friend, whom you've always had a crush on. It's the morning after and your mind races with the possibility of this being a one-time deal. However, Lucifer makes it clear that he's in this for the long run...

CW: fluff!!! (angst just a weeee bit)

Word Count: 1,184 (bit of a short one)

Masterpost!

Sunlight light filters through the blinds of your window, effectively waking you up from your slumber. You groggily sit up, putting a hand to your throbbing forehead. "Ughh..." you groan as you feel the effects of a hangover coming along.

Last night, you and your friend went to the bar for drinks and a general catch-up on life. The two of you had way too much to drink and got absolutely wasted. Friendly flirting turned into drunken caresses and somehow escalated into Lucifer pressing you against the wall of your apartment as you made out. And now, you're here. Yeah, it was kind of a blur...

You turn to look at the space next to you on your bed. Empty. "Fuck" you mutter, dragging a hand down your face as you try to process everything. He had left. Shit, what'd you expect? You try to downplay it as another meaningless one-night stand, but truthfully, you hoped this was more than a brief sexual connection. Your feelings for him got the better of you last night, and now he's gone...

At least with the one-night stands, they gave enough red flags to give you an idea of what you're getting into. But Luci? He's such a sweetheart, well, you thought he was... He'd always do sweet little gestures: hugging, making plans to hang out, complimenting, gifts, favors- the whole 5 love languages! Was this all just friendly behavior? You were sure he at least had some type of feelings for you. Maybe it was just sexual attraction. Still, Lucifer seemed different than the others.

Letting out a grumpy whine, you hop out of bed and slip on a robe and slippers. As you stand up, you get the faint whiff of- pancakes? Curiously, you step out of your room and peek into the kitchen.

To your surprise, you see Lucifer standing at the stove, humming the tune of a song while flipping a pancake. He slides the pancake off the pan and onto a plate. He repeats this process until he makes a stack of pancakes topped with butter, syrup, and whipped cream. You continue to watch the angel from the doorway, still not believing that he really stayed.

Lucifer picks up the plate and turns around. His eyes fall on you as he turns, your presence catching him off guard. "AH!" he shrieks, losing his grip on the plate before grabbing it back. Sighing in relief, he smiles at you, "Ah, there you are, my dear! How'd you sleep?". Still in shock that he didn't leave, you manage to murmur, "You're still here...?".

"Yes?" he replies, head tilting in confusion, "why would I leave?". "Well, I thought you would've-" you start to explain, but you decide against it. His little heart would prob break if he knew that you thought he'd leave, “Never mind. A-anyways, what's that you're making?”.

The angel looks up at you with a soft smile as he holds out the plate to you, “Pancakes.”. Taking the plate from him, you look down at the food. The pancakes were light and fluffy, perfectly cooked to a golden brown with neatly placed toppings. “Thank you, Luci…”.

Walking toward your kitchen table, you take a seat. Lucifer grabs his own plate of pancakes and quickly follows behind you, sitting beside you.

The room fell silent, the only sounds being the clanking of cutlery and the soft sound of chewing. Your mind was too busy trying to comprehend the fact that the angel wasn't being a total dick to you right now. Your eyes stay fixed on the plate below you, afraid that if you look up, he might take a second look at you and leave... Do you deserve his kindness? You sure felt like you didn't. But here you are, eating pancakes with the most beautiful angel in creation.

You finally pry your eyes away from your plate and look up at him. He's humming the same tune from before while eating his pancakes. There's a gleeful smile on his face that you can't help but admire. He's absolutely ethereal. Looking at him brings you out of your state of self-doubt and builds a determination in you to fight for this angel. You didn't want for him to go, and you were gonna do everything you could to make sure he wouldn't. Something in your gut told you to hang onto this one.

Suddenly, Lucifer's eyes meet yours, a cheeky grin stretched across his face, "See somethin' you like~?". Ah shit, your little staring session was interrupted! Pink dusts your cheeks as you feel your face getting hotter. You struggle not to stumble over your words, "I- Uh- Well-." A giggle cuts you off, "Don't be so embarrassed! It's cute.". Exhaling softly, you softly smile at him. He thought you were 'cute'...

You go back to eating your pancakes, the word 'cute' repeating in your mind as you relish that he thinks of you like that. Smiling to yourself as you eat, you suddenly feel a pair of eyes on you. Lifting your head up, you make eye contact with Lucifer. The angel beams at you, but there's a mischievous element to his expression. Swallowing your food, you ask, "What's that look for?".

Lucifer gets up out of his seat and rushes toward you. He lifts you up effortlessly and carries you across the room. When you try to protest, all you get in response are giggles. Stopping at the couch, he gently tosses you down on the cushions. You speak between amused laughter, "Pft, what the hell are you doing?".

Lucifer leaps onto the couch and onto you, his arms wrapping around you and flipping the both of you so that you're on top of him. A small "Umph!" escapes your throat as he lands on top of you, but you melt is his embrace as your laid on top of him.

"Soooo," he begins, "Here's what I was planning...". You tilt your head up at him, listening to what he has to say. " First, eat a delicious breakfast, check," his hands tangle in your hair, playing with the silky strands as he speaks, "Thennn, I was hoping- I-If you're up for it, of course! Maybe we could go for a walk in the park and grab lunch?". Lucifer scans your face for your reaction, panicking a little as he wheezes, "U-Uh unless you have plans! Oh God-".

"You want to?" you ask softly. "Well, of course. You're lovely..." he admits sheepishly. You feel a grin creeping out through your teeth. Before, you were worried that he wouldn't stay- Now you're not sure if you could get him to leave! (not that you wanted to of course). Nodding your head, you agree, "Of course, that sounds great!".

The rest of the day goes great! You both finally have a sober talk about your feelings for eachother, getting your feelings off your chest. The two of you spend the rest of the day together, cuddling, going out for lunch, and ending the day off with a bit of 'intimate time'. <3

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<333 enjoy! i love him sm akfiuefhiuswfwenfwnfkwef. this isn't edited. i finally sat my ass down and wrote again so yayy!!!!

[jdcyt]

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LIMITER REMOVAL ; OVERLOAD #02

HELL'S GREATEST MAESTRO

[hazbin-a-helluvamagines]

Hello! I love the idea of a platonic! yandere! Lucifer Morningstar that treats the reader basically like his adopted child. I would like to see some headcanons on this dynamic!

-🦊♦️

"My Child" ; Lucifer Morningstar

Okay, so first off. Have you seen this man? Absolute daddy material. So soft, so playful, so silly, so gentle, so caring. Literally the opposite of what you'd expect from the literal devil.

I'd imagine you're definitely probably a fallen angel or someone who he's able to see a piece of himself in. Maybe you were thrown out of your family for new ideas and free thinking. Maybe you're a fallen angel. Hell, maybe he just spotted you feeding some ducks. Just as soon as you've managed to make him empathize, you've won his heart.

He'd ask why you're not with your parents. If you don't tell him why, but mention that you have none or yours are bad, he'd sigh and continue speaking to you as normal, offering you a place in the palace with him at the end of the conversation. If you told him why, he'd immediately offer to take you in. He couldn't just leave a child to struggle and fend for themselves on the streets of Hell. That'd be a death sentence for a poor, innocent child.

Once you're there, he'd do absolutely everything to make you feel welcome. His little cherub shouldn't be expected to do anything, they should be able to just relax and feel comfort in a home that was now theirs.

He'd definitely introduce you to Charlie shortly after, and she absolutely adores you, both because you're a cute kid and because there's finally someone to keep her very lonely man of a father company in his huge palace.

If you were ever to ask about Lilith, he'd just smile sadly and try to make some excuse that'd both give you hope while not lying to you.

"Mommy is... out right now. But maybe she'll come back one day."

He'd make ducks of you... a lot of them. A creepy amount, actually. But who could blame him? You're his second chance to be a father right!! He can't lose that! He wants to show you how much he loves you and spend as much time as possible with you!

Lullabies and bedtime stories. Every night. Sorry, I don't make the rules. Cute ones like The Ugly Duckling (Lucifer's favorite), Bearenstain Bears, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, If You Give A Mouse A Cookie, There Was An Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly, or a cute little pop-up book.

Takes pictures. A lot of pictures. Every day. Of the most mundane things. Just playing with your toys? Picture. Trying to read? Picture? Tried and failed at cooking? Too bad, that's a picture in the scrapbook now.

He'd be legitimately confused if you ever asked him to stop and said you weren't comfortable with it.

"But why, Y/N? You're such a cute little duckling! They're only for personal memories, I won't show them to anyone!"

By that, he means he'll both show them and gush to anyone that will listen to his ranting about you.

He just wants you to know he loves you and never question his adoration for you. :(

He'd try to keep you in the palace... possibly forever. After all, he's already had one person he loved leave seemingly just out of nowhere, he doesn't want to risk you just deciding you're done with him and abandoning him one day, too.

So he has to be by your side.

He HAS to.

Forever.

He has nothing to live for if he isn't.

[littlemisssilly]

episode 8 was INSANE i’m going feral i have so much to talk about

lucifer coming in to help, vox as a whole, the vee’s, the ending, nifty and alastor, husk and angel, cherri and pentious, adam and niffty, SIR PENTIOUS??? this episode is so good and the songs were immaculate

i will go into detail later but that was just incredible i had to post something

[lucifersgirl]

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Sorry I haven’t been posting a lot, y’all. Depression hits hard. Anyways, enjoy this little something I put together for y’all! Love you!

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ - THIS WRITING CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT. SMUT BELOW. MDNI.

You slipped the first dildo into Lucifer’s ass.

Lucifer gasped as you pushed it inside of him. The dildo wasn’t too big, but it still made Lucifer claw at the sheets some. “W-why didn’t you use the bigger one?” He asked, looking at the other plastic dick you had beside you.

You grinned slyly. “You’ll see.” You continued to push the smaller dildo into Lucifer for a while, his groans and gasps growing. Suddenly you halted your movements.

Lucifer whined. “W-why’d you s-stop?”

You didn’t answer, turning your attention to the larger prosthetic cock next to you. You slathered it in lube.

Lucifer looked behind him and saw what you were doing. He smiled. “Yes…oh god, yes…” he muttered.

You crawled over to Lucifer and placed the tip against his asshole.

“W-wait,” Lucifer said. “D-don’t you have to t-take the other one o-out?”

You chuckled. “No.”

Lucifer didn’t even get the chance to speak before you slowly forced the second dildo into him. A gasp tumbled from his lips.

You barely let him get adjusted before harshly thrusting both plastic cocks into him.

Lucifer clawed at the sheets and moaned loudly. “T-too much!” He cried out as his wings popped out, his horns and tail following closely after.

You smiled and bent down to kiss his back, still relentlessly shoving both dicks into his ass. “You can take it, baby,” you said to him in a sultry tone.

Lucifer shook his head and buried his face in the pillows beneath him. “N-no…I c-can’t…I can’t!” He whimpered as tears fell down his face. “‘s too m-much!”

You laughed softly. You loved seeing him unravel beneath you.

Lucifer screamed into the pillows. “H-hurts!” He sobbed. His legs shook and he was now covered in a thin sheet of sweat.

You kissed and nipped at Lucifer’s neck. You sucked on a particular spot you knew he liked.

Lucifer’s tail gripped onto your wrist, stopping you from moving the dildos inside of him.

You used your other hand to pull Lucifer’s tail harshly, making him straighten out his body as he moaned. His grip on you loosened. You continued your movements.

Lucifer wailed as his asshole was stretched out. He had absolutely shredded the sheets below him. His wings flapped uncontrollably, making the room grow colder. “Ahm!…c-close!…angh!…ohgodohgodpleaseeee!…sh-shit!” He yowled.

“Go ahead, my love,” you whispered in his ear.

With a loud “fuck!” Lucifer came all over the ruined bedsheets.

You continued to pump both cocks in and out of his hole, riding him through his orgasm.

After a moment, Lucifer’s wings, horns and tail retreated and his breathing slowed.

You pulled the dildos out of Lucifer’s ass and cleaned him up.

When you were done, Lucifer snapped his fingers and new, clean sheets appeared. He held out his hand to you and wrapped his arms around you.

You were both asleep in a matter of minutes.

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[luciferhatesalastor]

hello wife im on a mission to harass every luci -𖤍

Leave and don’t ever return. Go back to the Lucifers from other universes, like @getlucifertherapy.

[hooffuloftootsierolls]

STOP STEALING THIS MAN’S WIVES

Bonus:

[ameliathetadclover]

whoever said drawing is relaxing is a complete liar.

Hey, I never said drawing is easy!

So like I kept thinking abt the harp scene from chapter 17 of Of Saints and Sinners by the INCREDIBLE SPECTACULAR @morningstarwrites so like I decided to draw Lucifer getting ready to play it because why not.

I kinda messed this up 😅

But meh. Idrk, I still like it!

(You can see my struggle on Lucifer 😭)

All credits of OSAS go to @morningstarwrites

[totallynotamarshmallow]

im too silly over this man to NOT selfship with him i love him sm likeee lilith if you dont want him i'll take him 😞😞😞