#forever a lucifer defender

[ameliesopp]

This is sooo😩😩🥰🥰🥰 literally giggled and kicked my feet

Shattered Glass

Genre; hurt/comfort, fluff

Word count; 2.1k

Warnings; mention of nightmares, talk of injuries (reader removes glass from Lucifer’s wing, not explicitly described)

Pairing; Lucifer (Supernatural) x Reader

Lucifer goes to the reader for help with an injured wing and the reader shows him some kindness despite everything. Lucifer makes an attempt at reciprocating it.

This is the longest piece I’ve written in a while and I had a lot of fun writing it. Enjoy!

Masterlist

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You were laying on top of your bed in the bunker, a drink in hand and trying to read something to distract yourself from everything which was going on. It was easier said than done, but you were planning on going to sleep soon and you wanted to calm yourself first to have the best chance of getting actual rest, rather than just a series of nightmares. Too many times had you ended up alone in the kitchen at some ungodly hour wishing your brain would stop sabotaging you. But not tonight; you had decided.

A knock at your door interrupted your efforts, though you assumed it was nothing dire from the lack of urgency. You called out that it was okay to come in, expecting Dean or Sam, or even Castiel at a stretch. What you got was Lucifer.

He offered a slightly sheepish grin as you sat up, book forgotten and mouth open slightly in shock. He slid through the open door and closed it behind him, leaning back against it and keeping a hand on the handle. You blinked a few times, mind whirring as you tried to decide what was going on.

“Can I help you?” You settled on at length when he made no move to speak. His gaze on you was intense, his jaw tightening.

“Actually, yes. See I have this problem.” You stayed still as he began to walk over to you, steps slow and hands clearly devoid of weaponry. Not that he would need any, but it was at least slightly reassuring. “When we were fighting those demons earlier, I used my grace to torch the last few. Remember?” You nodded that you did. “Well, when I use my grace, my wings manifest in shadow. And that’s usually fine.”

By this point, he was standing right next to your bed. You had to crane your neck to look up at him and found that his eyes were still locked on yours. He made a sweeping gesture with the hand closest to your bed.

“May I?” You thought rapidly, but with no knowledge of what this was about, you had no idea what was for the best. You ended up just scooting back a little to give him more space, though you were sure you should have simply kicked him out by now. Dean would be running for the archangel blade right that second if he knew. But he didn’t, and the light smile Lucifer offered you in thanks was not what you had been expecting. “This time though – well, it’s such a small thing it’s stupid.” You stayed quiet, watching him deliberate on what to say next. Thinking about why he was trying to avoid saying what he actually came here to say. Was he nervous? He took in sharp breath, muttering, “Right, just get it out.” Then, louder, “My power shattered a few windows behind me when I had my wings out. Some of the glass got stuck at the base of one of them and I can’t get it out myself, and I can't heal it while it's still in there.” He looked at you expectantly, lips tight. You felt your eyes narrow a little in response, assessing him.

“And you want me to get it out?” He spread his hands in a motion you would have said meant thank god coming from any other being.

“Finally. Would you? You know what Sam and Dean are like. And Cassie, well… I just don’t think he would.”

Your jaw worked for a moment as you watched him. For you to do any kind of first aid on his wings, he would have to manifest them fully, which you didn’t even know was a possibility. You had spoken to Castiel about an angel’s wings more than once and from your conversations, you knew they were sacred. You were sure Lucifer wouldn’t treat his own wings carelessly, which meant that showing them to anyone, let alone allowing someone to touch them, required a great deal of trust. Even if this was the Devil who you were dealing with. You couldn’t help but wonder why he had chosen to trust you. He raised his eyebrows to encourage an answer when you didn’t immediately give him one. Still more than a little confused, you started nodding.

“Okay. I can do that.” You spoke slowly, but he seemed more than eager to just get it over with.

He offered you a cocky smirk that you were now certain was fake, before he turned away from you. You watched as he dropped his button up from his shoulders then pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his back to you. Your gaze traced along the contours of his back and shoulders somewhat absently, until he glanced over at you.

“Get out of the way, I don’t want to knock you out.”

That was all the warning you got as blinding angelic light filled the room, leaving your eyes smarting. You squinted heavily, failing to regain your ability to see when you heard an exasperated sigh and felt a light, fleeting pressure on your forehead. Your vision cleared instantaneously, in time to see Lucifer’s retreating hand and then – his wings. They were pure white, near perfectly kempt in spite of everything he had been through and impossibly huge. You were sure you had gasped, barely able to comprehend that they practically reached across the whole room. The end primaries curved powerfully, almost as long as you were tall. And they looked heavy, but they melded seamlessly with Lucifer’s back and he seemed not to notice their weight at all. He felt the mattress shift as you kneeled behind him speechlessly, and he drummed his fingers sharply on the bedframe.

“Come on, Y/N, daylight’s wasting. Things to do-”

“They’re beautiful.” His frown was heavy. Your voice had been soft, filled with a quiet wonder he didn’t think he had ever heard from you. The weight of your gaze on him felt like a physical pressure, one he wanted to disrupt.

“They’re what?” His words were harsh as he turned to look at you, but you didn’t seem to care.

“Can I touch them?” Your eyes met his and there was that stupid soft voice again. He should have tried his luck with Castiel, he thought irritably as he turned his back to you once more, presenting silent permission. But your touch didn’t alight on the bloody base of the injured wing. Instead, you ran your fingertips along the top edge of the other one, your touch sickeningly light. He actually bared his teeth with the effort it took not to shudder, swearing at himself silently. He was the Devil! He had lived for eons, he had survived everything that had ever been. And here he was, reduced to nothing by simple touch.

Your hand returned to the muscle near the base of his wing, your movements growing more confident. You lightly wound your fingers between the shorter coverts until your nails grazed the skin beneath, combing your fingers downwards like you would through someone’s hair. And you stopped short at the clipped, low noise Lucifer emitted. Your hands flew to his shoulders on instinct as you leaned forwards to see his face.

“Oh my god I’m sorry, did I hurt-”

You froze yet again, this time in surprise. He met your eyes with a lidded gaze, his chest heaving. He actually had to swallow before he could speak.

“They’re sensitive,” Lucifer ground out, cursing everything in all of creation for the situation he had put himself in, the weakness he had shown to you. You, a human of all things! At least if Castiel had agreed to help, he would have just gotten the job done and left. Or left the glass in place, Lucifer supposed. That was an option too.

You suddenly seemed to realised that you had your hands on his bare shoulders and you lifted them quickly, shrinking back a little. You looked unsure of yourself.

“Sorry, I – I’ll just get on with it. Sorry.” Your words were mumbled as you ducked behind his back and out of the way of his eyes. A few minutes ago, you would have been surprised by how minor the wound was. You would have been more surprised by the hiss which issued forth when you fished out the few small pieces of glass, but you understood now how much it had to have hurt. Uncertain yet again, you laid a flat palm to the area above the injury.

“That’s it, you’re done,” you told him, and immediately a little bit of that angelic light shone around the wound. When it was gone, so was the blood and the damage.

A beat passed. Your hand was still on his wing and he hadn’t moved yet, and neither one of you wanted to speak. It was on impulse and at the risk of a slow, painful death that you cautiously moved your touch back up to the leading edge of his wing. You couldn't help but be enraptured. Your fingers curled over the top and applied a gentle pressure as you ran your hand along in the direction of the feathers, their soft give like the cool scales of a serpent. The whole wing jolted when you reached the joint halfway down, and you could feel the outline of the lightweight bones which held so much power. Transfixed as you were, you had forgotten exactly what was sitting in front of you.

Lucifer’s wings snapped tight to his back as he stood without warning, and you threw yourself backwards to avoid getting hit in the face.

“Enough,” he warned, though his voice was ragged. He flicked a hand and the bloodied glass you were still holding vanished, leaving you to slowly sit up from where you had caught your weight on your elbows. He snatched up his clothes and made for the door without another word, but you scrambled to follow.

“Lucifer, wait,” you tried, struggling to cross the room before he reached the hallway. You laid a careful hand against his back before he could leave, over the ridge of his spine. Nowhere near his wings. And for the moment, at least, he paused. “You know I won’t use this against you,” you breathed, nervous of the implied loyalty behind your words in spite of everything he had done. “Right?” You couldn’t help feeling a little sick when he didn’t answer. Even though it was Lucifer, even though he had killed and tortured and tormented for longer than you could comprehend, he had needed help, and he had trusted you enough to make himself vulnerable to you in order to get it. You didn’t want him to leave thinking you would throw something like that back in his face, no matter what he had done.

When he still didn’t speak, you made yet another decision that you were sure would have bad consequences and leaned forward to wrap your arms around his waist, resting your cheek against his back in the space between his wings. They drew in tighter still, stiffness radiating from them.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. I’m sorry.”

You went to move back but his hand caught your arms before you could. He felt sure that you would betray him when the time came, but right now, you were the one in danger. You had no weapon that could harm him and you were trying to show him trust in return for his own. A human taking a risk like that with him, he could appreciate.

Lucifer angled a wing over your head so he could turn to face you, his arms encircling your shoulders and upper back and holding you to him. He knew you were being sincere, so for once he just let himself enjoy the moment. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had wanted to be so close to him in such a soft capacity, if it had ever happened when the other person had known who he truly was. You were nervous, yes, but you slowly relaxed into his hold and he allowed his wings to stretch out to a more natural resting position in turn. It was when he realised that your eyes were closed and you were leaning your bodyweight against him that he decided it was time to go.

You almost face planted into the ground when the archangel simply ceased to be present, barely catching yourself against the door. A brief jolt of fear shot through you when you thought over what you had done, but you quickly decided - or at least hoped - that it wouldn't matter too much in the long run.

[quietwingsinthesky]

everything about the Uriel & Castiel confrontation scene is also designed specifically to murder me

[thrashkink-coven]

Ended up renewing my vows with Lucifer today! I was gonna do it tomorrow (Venus Day) but I’m gonna be working and might not have the time to do it properly. I felt his presence a lot today and felt now was the right time.

I’ve been getting a lot of questions from you guys about how to make a contract with a deity, or what my contract looks like, so I figured now would be a good time to make a post about it. Some specific details will obviously be left out, in particular I’m not going to be providing my entire initiation ritual. This is just the general outline of my contract.

My Contract with Lord Lucifer

In the initiation ritual I did this process backwards, starting with bounds, then terms of service, and finally concluding with the oath. I sealed my contract with a personal sigil, a kiss, and blood. It’s up to you how you’ll seal your contract.

Oath of the Initiate.

My personal oath is based on a pact written by Kindra Ravenmoon in her Devotionals to Lucifer.

Pledge:

“I, veneficus [your chosen name], hereby scribe my name into the Holy tablet of Venus, the Black Book of Lucifer, and in turn, I scribe his name on my flesh, Lord Atshtari Luciferi. For you, Light Bringer, I pledge myself to the path of Enlightenment, the Internal Flame of Godhood, of Blood, of Thorns, of Shadows, the crooked left path that leads to the Truest Self. I, now and forever, will be under Lucifer’s light, no other God shall come before He. To Venus, to Lucifer, I pledge myself, I shall accept his gifts along with the challenges He has sent for me. Lord Eosphoros is my God! Every path I have taken in the past has lead me into his welcoming arms. I will serve Lord Lucifer with my whole mind, body and soul, my existence is a temple in which he is glorified. I swear to give my full allegiance to Lucifer and to accept his wisdom without hesitation. I am a faithful servant unto his majesty. A soldier of his principles. I am his dear beloved child and holy disciple, forever I shall be a testament of his wonders. If I ever betray this oath, I hearby declare that I shall be cast away into the darkness of oblivion, never to see the glorious light of Truth again.

My soul is sacred and beautified with the loving mark of Venus. With signing the Light Bringer and the Dark Lord’s book, I dedicate myself to freedom. I am the bearer of the Blackened Flame, the gift of Lucifer and the shadow path. This veneficus steps through the Gates of Becoming, the Gates to His Kingdom. I pledge myself to this oath of secrecy and of loyalty to Ashtari Luciferi and will forever dedicate myself to His Great Work. I hereby am the dear devotee and eternal initiate of the Liberator, Lord Lucifer.”

[*Sign Name*]

Ave Lord Lucifer! Hail thyself forever more!

The laws:

After each declaration a ring of a bell can occur, or the initiate can repeat the affirmation: “I do, Forever and always, in the name of Lord Lucifer.”

*Never shall the initiate place themselves lower than any man nor God. By the signing of this pact, he has affirmed his sovereignty.

(“I do, forever and always, in the name of Lord Lucifer”)

*The initiate must always fight to uphold the principles of freedom, knowledge enlightenment, and liberation. They must dedicate their life to freeing the oppressed and uplifting the down trotted, they must always seek wisdom and to expand their understanding of the world and themselves. The initiate turns his back to ignorance and misinformation, for he is now a truth seeker. The intimate must dedicate himself to radical education.

*The initiate must love humanity and embrace it with radical empathy. Even when mankind is cruel and wicked, the initiate must always fight for love and freedom. The initiate may never hold a view that is discriminatory or hateful towards humanity.

*The initiate must never choose cruelty. They must be willing to defend themselves and others from evil without becoming evil themselves.

*The initiate must never perform any act which causes intentional harm to oneself.

*The initiate may never hide anything from his Lord Lucifer, for he knows that the light of Eosphoros reveals everything. There is no path that the initiate will walk alone.

*The initiate’s body is a temple of Luciferian gnosis. Never shall the initiate allow this body to be disrespected or defied for the benefit of others.

*The initiate is a liberator of natural world. He must always protect the principles of Mother Nature and all of Her creatures and wonders. Never shall the initiate disrespect the beautiful planet and home he has been given. If the initiate uses the natural world as sacrifice in magical workings, he must do the least amount of harm possible, and give back in equal or greater fold to what he has taken.

*The initiate respects all of Lucifer’s spirits of Hell and Heaven.

*The initiate may never use these gifts received from his Lord Lucifer to harm the innocent or to disgrace the honest.

*The initiate must understand that they are deserving of luxury, as they are the precious child of Lord Lucifer whom he holds dear. They must treat themselves as a valuable treasure deserving of the finest things in life. They will never allow themselves to be mistreated. They will never disrespect their own boundaries.

*The initiate must have great humility and be willing and ready to change. The intimate must admit his mistakes and dedicate himself to becoming a better person.

*The initiate will allow his Lord Lucifer to burn away all that does not serve him. He will walk though the flames and emerge a diamond of Luciferian gnosis.

*The initiate will always continue to explore himself in all ways, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, sexually.

[*Sign Name*],

“I do, forever and always, in the name of Lord Lucifer.”

Terms of Service ~ Contract of Consent

This is where Lucifer outlines all of his expectations for me and the perimeters for our relationship.

When you call me, I will answer. I will never forsake you.

When I speak you will listen. When you speak, I will listen.

You will make your own decisions. I will advise you.

I will protect you. You will honour me. As I will keep you with me, you will keep me with you.

I will never hurt you. I will never be cruel towards you.

You will be tested. You will be forced to change your mind.

I will lead you. I will teach you. You will follow me. You will learn.

You will accept what you are given. I will give you what you deserve.

I will reward you for good behaviour, I will punish you for bad behaviour.

I will be gentle and careful with your body. I will love you as you prefer.

You will receive my approval when opening the circle to any other person or spirit. Your relationships with other spirits may not contradict or disrespect your relationship with me.

You may call me whichever name feels right to you.

[In some relationships, only honourifics, (Lord, Lady) are used.]

I will never lead you astray. You will trust in my direction.

If ever we are separate, you will search for my Light.

You will never be forced to worship me, but you must promise to worship yourself.

We will always communicate with each other.

I will respect your boundaries. You will head my command.

I will love you through all of your mistakes. You will always be perfect to me.

[*Sign name*], I do, forever and always.

Bounds

Here is where I outline all of my boundaries for Lucifer to follow.

Never will Lord Lucifer overstep my bodily autonomy without consent. Never will he take possession over me without my permission.

[Here is where you would specify how comfortable you are with having your body manipulated]

Our craft requires no harm to any living animal or human being.

[Here is where you would specify if you are comfortable performing animal sacrifice, herbal sacrifice, etc.]

Lord Lucifer will never harm anyone dear to me without my explicit intention and permission.

[Here is where you would specify your boundaries surrounding other people in your life]

My relationship with Lord Lucifer may never contradict or disrespect the relationship I have with my human partner(s), [*full name(s)]

I will offer blood, tears, hair, semen, and other DNA to Lucifer through the least harmful method possible whenever I feel called to. I will never be forced to offer if I do not have the means, either practically, mentally, or emotionally.

[Here is where you would outline whether you are comfortable giving blood or other bodily offerings, how often these offerings will be given, and the methods that’ll be used to provide these offerings]

I will give my pleasure and sexual gratitude to Lord Lucifer as an offering whenever I feel called to. I invite Lucifer to use my sexual energy in workings and in the ritual space for manifestation or communication.

[Here is where you would specify if you are comfortable with doing sex magic or giving sexual offerings, and how often this will occur.]

I will wear my devotional jewelry and markings for Lord Lucifer and make him aware before taking them off. I will respect and cherish my devotional wears and keep them in good condition. I will not allow others to wear or handle my devotional jewelry, with the exception of my human partner, [*full name*].

[Here is where you establish if there are any rules regarding devotional jewelry or tattoos]

Lucifer is encouraged to contact me in my dreams and in trances.

[Here is where you would specify if you are comfortable being contacted while unconscious or between states of consciousness without first giving explicit permission]

Lucifer is encouraged to touch my energetic and physical body or otherwise provide me with physical sensations an visualizations in the ritual space.

[Here is where you specify how much physical touch is appropriate for your relationship]

Lucifer may call me by chosen name, [*name], as well as any other terms of endearment he may use to refer to me.

[Here is where you specify if it’s appropriate to for them to call you your common name, a special or secret name, or something more formal]

Lucifer will not force me through any test he does not believe I am ready for.

Lucifer will protect my lover and those who are dear to me.

[Here is where you specify if there are any specific people you’d like Lucifer to look out for]

Never will I reveal the details of our relationship or workings without explicit permission from Lord Lucifer.

[Here is where the rules about the secrecy of your practice are established. Some spirits will demand that you do not share anything you do with them.]

I will love myself as I have loved Lord Lucifer.

[*Sign Name*], I do, forever and always.

Ave Lord Lucifer! ✴️Hail Thyself! 🔱

[maretrick]

The Angel and the Devil are more alike than one would think.

Something interesting that caught my attention in the last few episodes were the parallels between Lucifer and Sera... Both are/were Seraphim. They are the de facto leaders of heaven and hell, and have a paternal/maternal relationship with the respective "princesses" (who, it must be clarified, are too pure for this world).

But here's the most interesting part for me: the songs. On "More Than Anything" and "You Didn't Know?", at the beginning of both songs they sound melancholic when talking/singing to Charlie/Emily, stating that things are not as "simple" as they believe. Skipping the part of Adam and Lute, and going back to the part where Emily discovers the truth, Sera claims that it's her duty as the older to bear the responsibility and that Emily didn't need to know the truth. And this is similar to Lucifer declaring that the Heaven is not going to listen to Charlie, that he doesn't want to lose her or that they crush her like they crushed him.

Lucifer: You didn't know that when I tried this all before My dreams were too hard to defend And in the end, I won't lose it all again Now you're the only thing worth fighting for More than anything, more than anything I'll shelter and adore you more than anything

Sera: I thought, since I'm older It's my load to shoulder You have to listen, it was such a hard decision I wanted to save you, the anguish it takes to Do what was required

Even the response they get from the people they want to protect is similar.

Charlie: Dad, I don't need you to protect me from this

Emily: I'm not a child to protect

They both do what they believe is best to protect their loved ones, protecting them from the truth, but Charlie and Emily don't want that kind of protection. But where Charlie and Lucifer begin their path of reconciliation, Emily and Sera begin one of separation, where cracks begin to form.

"You Didn't Know?" It's ultimately a response to "Hell is Forever" but it can also function as a reflection of "More Than Anything." I don't think it's a coincidence that they both were realesed out on the same day for nothing.

[inlovewithl3vi]

hello i hope your life is very good! may u do how the brothers' would react to seeing mc just randomly staying in their room all day in their bed, not even eating to the point that they've started to lose a lot of weight. sorry for any English mistakes and I hope you have many blessings!

I’m so sorry it took me forever to respond to this!!! I’m horrible at writing anything that’s a lil sad, because then I get sad. I’m gonna try my best though! I also decided to write the brothers separately, I’ve never done that before so I guess I’m just gonna try it and see if I like it. This also might be a little ooc but whatevs.(P.s. i hope your life is good too!)

Lucifer

✧ It started when RAD went on break for a while, about three weeks. It was only supposed to be one, But problems started and now it’s three.

✧ You started to stay in your room more, only coming out to eat or on occasion to do something with someone if they asked.

✧ He doesn’t notice when you start missing breakfast. His brothers sometimes sleep in too, he understands that your only human.

✧ He only worries when you haven’t been at the table at breakfast or dinner.

✧ He’s a little embarrassed too, since he didn’t even notice until the third week has started and you haven’t been seen for 3 days.

✧ This definitely raises red flags in his head, he knows humans are fragile compared to demons.

“MC? I know you’re in there…” he knocks on your door, waiting for some kind of response. When he doesn’t get any he just opens the door and walks in. It doesn’t even matter if it’s locked, he’s still gonna open it.

✧ When he walks in he just kinda stands there. He can notice a change in you, not just the fact that Your body looks physically different but also that he can tell your exhausted.

✧ Eventually he walks up to your bed and sits on the edge of it.

✧ You’re playing on your DDD and look up. You already know what it’s about.

“MC… what’s wrong?”

✧ You look up at him and see a mix of worry and sadness on his face. You immediately feel bad, not realizing that he cared that much.

“Nothing, im Fine” you shrug and look back at your DDD. “No you’re not.” He takes it out of your hand gently. “I can see you’ve lost weight. You also look just so… drained” you sigh, knowing you have no choice but to explain.

“I’ve just been so busy with work at RAD I’ve just kinda been on autopilot. I guess I just… crashed”

✧ He sighs and wraps his arm around you when you sit up.

✧ You’re not used to that kind of attention from Lucifer, so you decide to enjoy it while you can.

“You should have told me MC… you’re only a human, your body needs these things you’ve been putting off.”

✧ You nod, knowing he’s right.

✧ In the end you talk to him more and agree to get help when you need it this time.

✧ He also makes sure you’re eating well, he doesn’t enjoy seeing you in a worsened state.

✧ You actually make him promise he’ll be more careful about overworking himself and skipping meals, since he’s also a little guilty when it comes to that kind of stuff.

Mammon

✧ With him you don’t last long doing that.

✧ He notices almost immediately. The fact that you’re not there at breakfast to remind him why he goes to RAD in the first place, to see you when your in class together. To make you laugh at stupid jokes he makes, to just be there with him.

✧ He notices when you’re not at dinner either, not having you there to defend him when his brothers get a little carried away with making fun of him. Or to tell him his new scheme sounds good, but it’s not actually the best idea (you’ve probably had that same conversation so many times, but he’ll still take your advice)

✧ So after 5 days he can’t take it. He’s seen that you started online classes and that nobody has seen you around the house at all.

✧ He decides to take matters into his own hands and get into your room.

✧ I would recommend opening it when he knocks, because he WILL break it down.

He immediately starts asking questions. “Hey! MC what do ya' think your doin?” You look at him as he comes in, not even giving you time to go back to your bed after getting up to let him in.

“What do you mean?” You rub your eyes a little, clearly having been asleep moments prior. “I mean look at ya! You’ve clearly lost weight. And I mean don’t take this the wrong way… but yer face don’t look to human no more” you just stare at him blankly. “What” your expression doesn’t change as you look at him. “You look like some kinda zombie… why haven’t you been eating? Ya kinda look like you haven’t gotten much sleep either…” you shake your head a little before speaking “I was just asleep” he rolls his eyes at your response “what for the first time in a week? When did you eat last? I haven’t even seen ya out of your room”

✧ You go back and forth with him for a moment, trying to get him to believe you’re fine.

✧ It doesn’t work though. But I mean, were you really expecting it to?

“I guess with the combination of having so much homework and being in a new place it just caused me to… I don’t know… crash? I guess I have been ignoring my needs” you look away from him when you explain.

✧ His gaze softens when he looks at you.

“MC… ya know you could have told me. I’m your first! You’re supposed to go to me for these things!” You can’t help but chuckle a little at the slight pout on his face.

✧ Eventually you and Mammon talk a little more and he decides he’s going to help you talk to Lucifer about how much work teachers give you. (Since it really is an inhuman amount) and although he can’t fix the fact that you were just thrust into a literal brand new world, he decides he’s gonna do everything in his power to make it better for you.

Leviathan

✧ As much as I love him, he wouldn’t notice at all.

✧ In fact it took his brothers mentioning it before he noticed you were never at any meals they had together.

✧ He debated going into your room to check on you. He was so nervous to upset you, since whenever he shuts himself into his room it’s for a reason (mostly because he doesn’t wanna be disturbed).

✧ Eventually he found himself standing outside your door.

✧ He knocked gently, silently hoping that you wouldn’t respond. That was until he heard a quiet “it’s open” coming from inside.

✧ Although he was nervous, and quite honestly didn’t wanna do this at all, you always checked on him so it was time to return the favor.

“MC?…” he calls out as he walks into your room.

✧ He finds you in your bed, trying to keep your eyes open as you play on your DDD. You don’t even acknowledge him when he walks up to you.

✧ He debates just walking out again, just acting like nothing’s wrong.

✧ That’s until he notices that you’ve clearly lost a bit of weight, and you don’t look like you’ve slept in a week.

“MC… I just came to check on you. Uhm- are you alright?”

✧ He mentally curses himself. Obviously you weren’t ok.

✧ You look up from your DDD and can immediately see concern on his face.

“Levi-“ you start to say you were ok but stop yourself. You know you’re clearly not ok, and you can’t really deny it.

“I- uhm… It’s something stupid, I’m sorry for making you worry. I guess I just got a little carried away with shutting myself in my room.” You look away from him when you talk.

“It’s not stupid if it makes you shut yourself away like this” he’s nervous when he talks, he’s almost surprised he didn’t stutter. “You… you told me that when I shut myself away it’s not stupid.”

✧ You sigh and smile a little, knowing that you helped him before so maybe you should let him help you.

“I- I think I’m homesick” it’s almost shameful to admit. The fact that you miss your family and friends, even though you have a good life here.

✧ He nods, acknowledging your problem.

“I can’t fix that… but uhm… you said that hiding in your room away from your problems isn’t a good thing, I’m not sure how to make you feel better… but uhm you can always come in my room you know. Just… take care of yourself” he mumbles slightly, clearly nervous about saying something to comfort you.

“Thanks Levi” you sit up and lean on his shoulder, He’s internally freaking out but somehow remains calm on the outside as to not scare you away.

✧ You decide to get up and eat something before heading to his room.

✧ You had decided to take him up on his offer and go into his room.

✧ When you get there he’s playing some sort of game, silently focused on what he’s doing. He looks over at you before immediately going back to his game, already knowing why you’re there.

✧ You crawl into his bathtub bed and pull some blankets over you. The calming sound of the clicking of his controller slowly makes you more tired than before.

✧ For that moment you don’t feel as homesick, you promise to take care of yourself better. Mostly so that you can be around your second family in the devildom.

Satan

✧ He notices almost immediately that you’ve been skipping meals and not coming out of your room.

✧ Even though he notices he decides to let you figure out your problems on your own, since he knows sometimes people just need a day or two away from people.

✧ But when it lasts more than two days he’s immediately concerned.

✧ He starts texting you asking if you’re ok and if you would like him to bring you anything.

✧ After four days he gets sick of waiting and just decides to go to your room.

✧ He walks in without knocking, and you’re sitting at your desk with papers piled high all around you.

“MC? What are you doing… you haven’t come out of your room.” He looks at you with a concerned expression on his face.

✧ You look up from the paper you were writing on and turn towards him.

“Gotta study, I just finished this week’s homework not too long ago” you shrug and turn back towards the paper in front of you.

“MC it’s the weekend, you haven’t come out of your room in four days. How were you even getting your work from RAD?” You shrug before responding “I paid Mammon to leave it outside my door for me, the teachers just think I’m sick.” He sighs at your response. “You shouldn’t need to do this, you’re basically working 24/7 by the looks of it… you look like you’ve even lost weight.”

✧ You just shrug again and ignore him.

✧ He wasn’t having any of that though.

“Fine. If you insist on working so much why don’t you let me tutor you after RAD? I’ll help you so you don’t have to spend so much time on it” you shake your head at his suggestion. “It’s not even that, the work is so much… and I just don’t know it. I mean I didn’t even know demons existed a couple months ago! How am I supposed to know devildom history? Or the fact that I’m just a human and seductive speechcraft is basically useless to me. I have to work hard yet the only person I can keep up with is Mammon.”

✧ You can feel yourself getting more and more upset as you continue to talk so you stop and turn away from Satan.

“MC… you should have told me, or any of my brothers for that matter. And although I hate to admit it, you should have told Lucifer” he sighs and places his hand on your cheek, making you look at him. “You shouldn’t neglect your health for grades.

✧ You let him pick you up and carry you into your bed before pulling the blankets over you.

“I’m gonna bring you something to eat, I’m sure you’re hungry.” He smiles at you before stepping out of your room.

✧ Although he was telling the truth, he is going to make a stop into Lucifer’s office.

✧ Just ignore it if you hear Satan screaming at him, he’ll just tell you Lucifer was annoying him anyway.

Asmo

✧ He’s another one of the brothers to notice immediately and try and help you, a little similar to Mammon.

✧ At first he doesn’t think too much of it, just keeping the fact that he hasn’t seen the cute human walking around in his head.

✧ That’s until he sees you at RAD.

✧ He hadn’t seen you the last 5 days of the week, but after the weekend comes to an end and he finally gets to have a class with you at RAD he’s going to start freaking out a little.

✧ He hadn’t seen you at breakfast or dinner, wich was odd to him but he assumed you just went somewhere else.

✧ He immediately realized that wasn’t the case when he saw you sitting at the table you two shared in devildom history class.

“MC! What’s wrong” he’s immediately scanning you up and down, taking a mental note of how exhausted you look along with the fact that you look like you’ve lost weight. “Oh hi Asmo. nothings wrong” you shrug and turn back to your notebook.

✧ He also noticed that fact that you try and hide your face a little from him.

✧ But that won’t do, he hasn’t seen your face for 5 whole days. Wich is far too long for his liking.

“No, we’re not doing that. I haven’t seen your pretty face in five days. Five whole days! Were you even at RAD the last three days last week?” He places his hand over yours as he speaks. “No, I stayed home… I got my work from a friend” you reply, still looking away. “MC… something’s clearly wrong. You can tell me, I promise whatever it is that’s making you neglect your health we can fix. You should know how important it is to take care of yourself!”

✧ You sigh, debating on whether you should tell him or not.

✧ Ultimately, you decide that if one person can help you it’s probably Asmo.

“I guess I just… didn’t really feel good. I still don’t. I mean, the lack of sun down here really isn’t helping my skin at all. And I’ve been so tired from having so much homework. Not to mention Lucifer just added more chores for me to do. I guess I’ve just felt so… ugly. I don’t even want to be here right now.” You can feel tears form in your eyes as you fight to push them back.

✧ Asmo just pauses for a second. He realizes you are going through the same thing he has before.

✧ He places his hand gently on your cheek, making you look at him.

“Oh MC, you should have told me” he has a look. Of genuine concern on his face as he places bother hands on your cheeks. “I know how you feel, believe it or not even the beautiful avatar of lust has off days.” He smiles slightly at you. “That’s no reason to neglect your health though, now let’s go. We’re gonna go home and have a very long spa day… and night, we’re having a sleepover too”

✧ He smiles brightly and takes your hand, almost dragging you out of the classroom with him.

“Won’t Lucifer get mad? We still have like three quarters of the day left” Asmo just chuckles as you make your way out. “I’ll deal with him later.”

Beel

✧ Yeah you’re not gonna get away with not eating with him. He notices the first day you’re not at dinner and he’s immediately worried.

✧ The only way you really could is by telling him you have food with you when you really don’t.

✧ Until he notices you haven’t come out of your room either. Then he’s even more concerned.

✧ You’d probably be alone for a 4 days before he checks on you in your room.

“MC… you haven’t been at dinner… or breakfast… and I haven’t even seen you eat lunch” he pouts slightly when he sees you laying in your bed. Your DDD is on and in your hand but you’re clearly not paying attention. “Hmm? Just haven’t been hungry” you mumble and sit up.

✧ He’s definitely internally freaking out when he sees you. You’ve clearly lost weight, and to him that’s probably the worst thing imaginable to happen to the human.

“MC! You don’t look good at all…” he’s surprised and worried at the same time. “What’s wrong? You can tell me” you shrug before speaking “I don’t really know… I just lost my appetite. I haven’t been able to sleep to well either, it’s been kinda hard to get out of bed.” You look down, a little embarrassed to admit it.

He sits down on the edge of the bed and nods as you talk. “You should have told me, i would have tried to help sooner…” he’s almost a little disappointed with himself that he didn’t come and help before.

✧ You talk with him a little more, explaining your situation.

✧ Eventually he offers to carry you to the kitchen with him and you agree, deciding that next time you feel this way you’ll ask for help so you don’t worry Beel.

Belphie

✧ Again, as much as I love him he doesn’t notice at all. He also doesn’t care as much either.

✧ You’ve probably been missing from meals for a week by now and nobody’s seen you around the house.

✧ Belphie has a habit of falling asleep at the table after only eating half of his food, so he doesn’t always remember who exactly was there.

✧ He notices when he’s going around other peoples dreams.

✧ He has a habit of using his powers to go through each of his brother’s dreams at night, making sure there’s no nightmares and that they’re all asleep. None of them know of course (Lucifer does, but he doesn’t mind. He almost thinks it’s sweet that Belphie actually cares about his brothers in some way)

✧ You don’t know either. But you haven’t been sleeping at night, and Belphies noticed. He hasn’t been in your dreams lately and he only realized when he had a thought that he was missing something.

✧ He’s always liked going into your dreams, he liked seeing how your dreams were mostly of him and his brothers. So when he realized he hasn’t been in one for quite a while he’s concerned.

✧ He does the one thing he hates the most, he wakes up in the middle of the night for you.

✧ He immediately makes his way to your room, not bothering to knock as he walks in

“Why haven’t you been sleeping?” He immediately asks when he enters. You’re sitting up in your bed, reading a book. “I can’t sleep, I’ve tried everything. I can’t eat either. I think I’m just rotting away in my bed.”

✧ He can’t help but sigh. He can see that you’re exhausted and that you’ve clearly lost weight.

“Move over” he says simply as he moves to crawl into your bed. “Put your book away too.” You raise a brow at him but do what he says anyway. He clicks off the light and pulls you in close to him.

“What are you doing?” You immediately ask. “Helping you sleep. I can do that you know, you should have come to me earlier.” You roll your eyes slightly before enjoying his comforting embrace.

“Oh, and you’re gonna eat tomorrow too. If you really feel like you can’t, I promise to help… somehow”

✧ You sigh contently and nod. He places his hand over your eyes a you feel a weird wave of tiredness overtake you. Just before you fall asleep you hear him mumble something.

“Don’t do that again… you had me worried”

[caplanbuckybarnes]

Trusted Loss (Dean W.)

Summary: Dean finds out you cheated on him with lucifer.

WC: 679

Warnings: angst, mentions of cheating

Read on AO3!

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“Dean…” you swallowed hard as he read the text message he was sent ten minutes ago. He hardly spoke a word to you, only glaring at you. The look made you want to burst out in tears. He’d never given you that look before… But then again, you’d never been foolish enough to send risqué texts to Lucifer and think you’d have nothing to worry about.

“When?” He finally growled out, throwing your phone on the table. “How long have you been…?” He couldn’t even finish his question before his fists clenched and he punched the wooden table in front of him. The impact echoed in the silence of the room, and your heart raced at the ferocity of his reaction.

“Dean, please!” You stepped forward, desperate to bridge the widening chasm between you. “It was a mistake! I didn’t think—”

“Didn’t think?” His voice was low, almost trembling with anger. “You didn’t think sending messages to him would come back to bite you? To bite us?” He ran a hand through his hair, the tension in his shoulders unmistakable.

You opened your mouth to defend yourself, to explain how it started as just playful banter, a way to escape the weight of everything around you. But the words felt hollow, even to you. “I was stupid. I know that now.”

“Stupid doesn’t even begin to cover it,” he snapped, the hurt in his eyes almost too much to bear. “What were you looking for? A thrill? A way to get back at me?”

“No! It wasn’t like that! I—”

“Then what was it?” he interrupted, the sharpness of his tone cutting through you like glass.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, Dean. I was feeling lost, and… and Lucifer just made it easy to forget for a moment. But I don’t want him. I want you.”

His expression softened just a fraction, but the storm in his eyes didn’t fully dissipate. “You think I’m going to just let this go? That it doesn’t matter?”

“No, I don’t expect that,” you replied, your voice trembling. “But I need you to understand that I messed up. I’m not the only one who’s been hurting. You’re the one I care about, not him.”

Dean’s gaze flickered to your phone, the source of all this chaos, then back to you. “You should’ve thought about that before you sent those messages.”

“I know! I know!” You stepped closer, your heart aching. “But please, can we just talk? Can we figure this out together?”

He hesitated, the conflict raging behind his eyes. “What if I can’t trust you? What if every time I look at you, I see him?”

“Then I’ll do whatever it takes to earn that trust back,” you pleaded, tears threatening to spill over. “I’ll fight for us. Just give me a chance.”

The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating. Finally, he let out a slow breath, the tension in his fists easing just a bit. “You’re not making this easy.”

“Neither was I,” you whispered, heart in your throat.

Dean ran a hand down his face, frustration etched into every line. “You really think you can just undo this?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted, tears finally spilling down your cheeks. “But I’m willing to try. If you’ll let me.”

He looked at you, really looked at you, searching for sincerity in your eyes. After what felt like an eternity, he nodded slowly, though the anger still lingered. “Okay. But it’s going to take time, and I’m not going to forget this easily.”

“Time is all I need,” you said, relief flooding through you. “I just want to start over, to show you how much you mean to me.”

“Then we’ll see,” he said, the edge of his voice still raw but softening. “But you better be ready to prove it.”

You nodded, a flicker of hope igniting in your chest. The road ahead wouldn’t be easy, but at least now you had a chance to rebuild what had nearly shattered.

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tags!

EVERYTHING PERM: @nekoannie-chan @kjs-s @notyourtypicalrose @mistressofallthingsgeeky

SPN FOREVER PERM: @amelia-song-pond @kenzieam @flamencodiva-reblogs @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

DEAN WINCHESTER: @fandom-princess-forevermore

[chitaquahq]

I'm forever a Dean defender and that's why I stand by the concept that Game of God hits the hardest in terms of phycological consequences of the space and time displacement of Dean Winchester.

When the lines between Dean in hell (aka Alistair), Endverse Dean and Dean actually begin to blurry in Dean's mind was after the daycare fight— and what happened to Grant.

A bit later (a few days after that tragedy I think) he went to explore the Sisters of Mercy's church with Cas and completely forgot that he wasn't there before that night in Kansas City. He goes "if we had known the sisters where here"— but he could not known, he didn't appear in the Endverse until three days before the Kansas City attempt to kill Lucifer.

It keeps building and by the time we reach Game of God, the circumstances make everything worse than it could possibly be. His displaced guilt and his inability to forgive himself for things beyond his possibilities (what happened in hell, what the other Dean did) sets him on a very familiar cycle of self-destruction.

What Dean learned in hell was to broke himself more than anything else. Alistair destroyed him from within and left the enemy inside him, so that Dean would continue to torture himself even after he was out of hell.

What I mean it's that Dean has to deal with two totally different versions of himself that he could not prevent from happening. He is paying for sins old (time) and sins he didn't even commit (space).

Even if he's been months on the Endverse, you're asking Dean to carry the burden of three different lives. It's insane. He tries so hard not to break and the only other person who knows what he's going through is Cas.

Give that poor man a rest 😩😩

[divine0rdainment]

So I was listening to Epic the musical, as one does, and was hit with an au idea that idk what to do with.  

 Adam being told, during the uprising of  hell against heaven, to go to Lucifer's castle because Lucifer has created a nephilim, an abomination, a monster, who is prophesize by God to change heaven and hell forever. And the angels don't know if that's good or bad, so Adam is sent to go kill it. They always assume the worst of Lucifer after all. 

Adam, expecting to find a monster, goes with the angels to hell for an attack and while Lucifer is trying to defend the castle with Lilith from the angels outside, Adam sneaks in, killing the few demons in his way till he gets to a room... A nursery, and instead of a violent, huge, evil monster he sees a baby... A fucking tiny blonde baby girl. 

And he tries to make himself kill her. He pumps himself up, he says it's for the good of heaven!  He has the spear in hand and aims it at her tiny body, but when she opens her eyes, smiles and reaches for him with a giggle, pure innocence in her red eyes... He can't do it. He drops the spear, making it vanish from site. 

So he instead holds the baby to protect her from the attack, hearing Lilith get killed in the crossfire and Lucifer losing his mind over it on everyone outside till the battle ends with Lucifer standing and the angels fleeing. 

Lucifer comes back to the castle only to see the dead bodies, panics and runs to Charlie's room in terror and sees Adam holding his baby. And he's about to attack till Adam takes off his helmet, tears in his eyes as he says "I can't do it..." A soft sob breaks through his throat. "I... I can't do it Lucifer... She's too pure... I couldn't..." And it hurts cuz he's disobaying heaven... again. He's choosing Lucifer and his child over heaven... And he knows he can't go back. Not after failing heaven a second time. 

So Lucifer sighs, goes to Adam and hugs him and his daughter. 

"Then you can stay here." 

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And uh... Yeah that's as far as I got with that little thought experiment. All thanks to "I'm just a Man" from epic the musical while I'm at work. Idk where to go after this tho lol, any ideas?

[mraprilfools]

yeah can i request 200k words of adamsapple with a side of fries pls

No.

Have ~750 words of Melodrama from what would be the climax of an Adamsapple fic instead.

“There you are.”

In the dying gasp of Hell’s light, the end of Lucifer’s search had finally ended. The prone, battered, and beaten sinner was thrown through the trials and tribulations of hell broken into a mess. Once beautiful ebony horns broken at the base, face smashed and bruised, and bloody gaps in the snarl that the defiant former angel flashed. All of hell had repeatedly tried to break that overblown ego and failed.

The Morningstar reflected within those defiant dark eyes. As terrifying and terrible as the monster of legend ought be. Adam was powerless to defend himself from the fire of hatred that raged in his chest. It burned even hotter, revealing itself in the pull of his upper lip to reveal black gums. Each little movement sent new jabs of pain like shards of glass through his body when he moved, but the fury in his heart urged Adam to move. Grimy cut ridden hands grabbed at the immaculate white coat of the ringleader.

Blood-red eyes stared back, his body not even having to kneel to bring the two of them face to face. Ashen palms reached for the sinner’s throat, two thumbs pressed against the throat to suffocate the breath out of the man. Plumes of wings popped from the fallen angel’s back, tinged with ash as if it too understood the weight of the deeds their master was carrying out.

“You thought you could take Charlie from me and get away with it, Adam?” The angel’s life was nothing but a haze of regrets, depression, and a fog that could only be cut away by the two lights of his life. Lillith and Charlie. For any to take his treasures away would have to consider their life more than forfeit without his darling daughter to shelter them.

Grimey fingers slapped over Lucifer’s, nails digging into his flesh with every ounce of fire still burning in the pit of the First Man.

“You already took EVERYTHING from me. So of course I had to take everything you loved as well.”

Like a mirage, the once innocent man of Eden who could once smile with all the innocence in the world happy to see him overlaid the ugly reality. The man who once found love and wonder with all the creatures of the world. Who always had a smile to greet him, was Lucifer's greatest hope and his dream to give mankind a wonderful future.

His fingers eased, slipping for a fatal moment. All Adam needed to barrel forward and knock the smaller man off his feet. The ichorous black acid rain swallowed the pristine wings. A blood-red sky with miasmic swirling black clouds swallowed his view between the crumbling bricks of the alleyway.

Splish

The gouges in Adam’s legs forced open with each stubborn step toward his most hated enemy. Blood came out in spurts but he wasn’t dissuaded. Only when his body collapsed to overlay with Lucifer’s to press a meaty singular palm against his delicate throat could he be satisfied. But with all the strength in his body he couldn’t harm a child, much less the most powerful man in hell. Tears burned in Adam’s eyes, running freely as he struggled for gasps of air.

“You took Lillith! You took Eve! I can’t even look at my son without wondering if he’s even mine! You cast us out of Eden, and you took my wings from me. WHAT MORE do you need until you are satisfied you monster?” Each word sent with a steel edge, while his trembling fingers groped and tried to pierce the beautiful alabaster skin. The once prominent red horns jutting from Lucifer’s crown faded into his golden coif.

A hiccup sundered the silence that Lucifer failed to break as he hung his head.

Something clear fell over Lucifer’s chest, that Adam tried to mask between his groping hands now pulling at the lapels of his coat. “And why--- didn’t you ever choose me? If you’re going to kill me, at least tell me that. I can’t kill you, and there’s nothing worse than the idea of being stuck with your twinky ass forever. I hate your guts. I hate your face. I hate that stupid laugh of yours, and how you always light up talking about ducks. I hate---”

Lucifer wasn’t sure what he saw anyone when he saw himself in the reflection of those eyes. Only a man’s battle to understand everything inside of him.

The monster that Lucifer had created.

[thedeerman]

ummm someone tell me why listening to system/BOOT PearlFinal (3) from the SU Movie just gave me the wildest fucking Hazbin AU concept (this is fucking long pls forgive me)

So- Steven Universe Movie x Hazbin Hotel. All of them have just had their memories wiped, their 'default' personalities reset, and not having any idea who they once were. you get to really see what each character would have been like had they not faced whatever horrible thing landed them in Hell to begin with.

Going through that song in particular made me really think, guys. Hear me out.

Lucifer is Rose/Pink in this, so he wouldn't really be there.

Obv Charlie takes her rightful place as Steven, as she is literally, in almost all fucking ways, Adult Demon Steven Universe. Take out the aliens and add in the bible and you got Charlie Morningstar

Lilith is Pearl- She fell in love with the angel that took a liking to her, dedicating everything about her existence to Lucifer. Even when it came to giving up everything, she did it for him. Reset, she's just as dedicated but has no one to give that dedication to. Until...

Yes, ALASTOR HAS TO BE GREG. Lilith may have come from Eden with Lucifer, by his side from the very beginning, but after all those years, I never thought I'd lose... Also, the whole 'pearl latching on to greg as her new diamond' thing makes that EXTRA hilarious. Charlie's gonna be all "Mom, don't you recognize them? Don't you recognize me?" Lilith's overly helpful ass is gonna be like "Hmmmm... Well I certainly recognize my Um Radio Demon!" And Al just, "...Oh boy."

Angel is Ruby, even if he hadn't been raised in the mafia, I'd like to think that Angel would be a solid badass mf either way, dedicated to protecting what he cares about.

Husk is Sapphire, ever think that maybe the reason the oddly wise bartender always seems to know everything isn't because he's a bartender? Uh oh, secret's out, Husky. (not to mention the idea of Huskerdust 'isn't it love' is killing me)

Niffty is Amethyst- except an amethyst is big, and strong... this one is not the best example, something is clearly wrong! (im sorry i have no self control). anyway yall can't tell me that cute little reset 'who am i? whats going on? idk, lemme just copy this guy over here' Niffty wouldn't be the best fucking thing

Now, I don't think it even needs saying that Sir Pentious needs to be Peridot, if you show me both of their pictures I will say 'that's the same picture'

And that means Cherri takes her role as Lapis, which I fuckin adore

As much as I'd like to make Vaggie be Connie, Connie is entirely absent the whole movie lmao and I also think that Bismuth is a damn good gem for Vaggie anyway. Bold, determined, has a deadly hatred of the place she came from and will do anything to defend her new home (gay as shit)

And for spinel, I'm not 100% sure. I'm thinking it could be an adamsapple situation where Adam was left in Eden, forever waiting for Lucifer to return despite the fact that he's essentially dead to the rest of Heaven. once he finds out about Lucifer having made a life for himself in Hell, he goes to take out his jealousy on Charlie and the others. and when he's reset he goes back to a silly, fun loving innocent guy that wants nothing but to make others happy.

Uhhhh oops that got long, im Very Normal about these two shows, guys. i swear.

[tuninghearts]

Finding himself in Lucifer’s bed, Alastor couldn’t help but want a knife to plunge into his heart. It’s embarrassing, and he scowls at his own beating heart’s desires.

Radioapple Week - Day 2

Prompt: Enemies/Pining

“What’s wrong?” Lucifer asks.

Was he clueless? Is he stupid?

“Are you seriously asking me what’s wrong? I’m in your bed,” Alastor yells. The harshness in his tone was not expected from him—it’s probably the hangover striking him, looping coils around his throat until he could barely decipher what was the crippled remains of last night and what was truly contained in the locked portion of his soul.

“My gosh, can you calm down? You woke up next to me, there’s nothing we can do about it to change the fact that this happened, can it? We can’t rewind time, can we?”

“You—”

“Dad?” Knocking reverberates across the room, Carlie’s voice following along. “Have you seen Alastor? He has been gone all night.”

Lucifer raised a finger to his lips. Poised. It lowers so words can bounce off of his tongue when his lips open. “I haven’t, sorry, I think he is probably downtown, passed out on the streets.”

“Everyone in the hotel is searching for him. In the room, around Hell, even in Husk’s bar.”

“Listen, I haven’t seen him anywhere.”

“I’m worried. What if he’s hurt?”

“He’s the Radio Demon, Charlie, what can hurt him, honestly?” He laughs, nonchalantly, as if Alastor wasn’t dressed in his own, stupid, sheathlike clothes that he had thrown at him. “Come on, he’ll be fine. Don’t worry.”

“Okay, but please come and help me search for him.”

“I will, don’t worry about it. Now, please, go with everyone else to do the searching, since you think Alastor really needs it.”

“Please come shortly.”

“I will, I will.”

When the sound of footsteps descend down the hallway, Alastor speaks in hushed mumbles: “You didn’t tell her that I was with you?”

“Of course not, that would be embarrassing.”

“Then why did you agree to it before?”

“I—” Lucifer sighs, as the blanket was fiddled between his fingers. It curls and overlaps over them in gentle waves before it’s pinched in his fingertips. “I wanted you to come and stay with me.”

A noise was made in the depths of his heart—it’s irritating, it yearns for him, but he knew that it’s never a good time to try and form close bonds, for even with Charlie he does his best to keep a safe distance from her. A bond, knitted into his soul, forever there to envelop him with kindness, security, safety.

He scowls at the thought, scowls at Lucifer. In his post-drunk daze, he doesn’t think before he speaks because his mind can’t form coherent thoughts. “I’m leaving.”

“What?” Lucifer was shocked when Alastor stood up from the bed.

“I said I’m leaving.” His suit was picked from the ground.

“How could you leave so suddenly? We… We were doing just fine…” He trails off, and all Alastor wanted was to have him in his grasp, wanting his mouth to flow like a river, because his words were held close to his heart, either as a comforting reassurance or deadly daggers.

Alastor, as always, chooses the latter, because he can never accept that flowers can grow out of another person, delicate petals for his hand to hold. He always somehow finds a way to rip them off of their pistil, and so, he keeps his people as weapons rather than a garden, for that was more manageable for him.

“I just wanted you to be safe, I wanted to make sure that you didn’t end up as a corpse on the dirty streets. Can you be grateful?”

“I would be grateful if you chose anything else other than staying with you.”

“You chose to come here.”

“I was drunk, okay?” All the air rushed out from his lungs when he shouts, as he was rendered too weak to defend himself. “I was drunk, I wasn’t thinking right.”

The cries of a fallen angel were heard behind him, and it burns; he’s lost Heaven, and he’s losing Alastor too. It shatters him to the core, but he tapes it, fakes not giving any sort of sympathy for Lucifer. His eyes fall to the crumpled clothes, squished in his fist. He gazed at the clothes that were on him—though he was strangled with cotton, it was Lucifer’s clothing, it had a tinge of speciality.

Alastor despises how it makes him feel inside. A putty of warmth.

“Take your clothes back. They are too tight for me.” Alastor pulled the shirt over his head, and the shorts were on the floor.

“You slept in those. I think you were just fine in those.” The hardness in his voice, burying layers and layers upon cracking and wavering on his voice, hurts him more than when Adam swung his weapon at him, fatally wounding him until he had to dissolve into the murky darkness and flee from the battlefield.

“I slept in them because I was too tired to think of anything other than sleep.”

“Oh…” Lucifer trails off, as the clothes were placed beside him. His voice was shaky, unable to creep past his vocal cords, and it tears Alastor apart. Despite this, he shoves himself into his suit, wanting to disappear from Lucifer’s eyes.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll take my leave.” He slips into his boots—they were sweaty on his feet, as he wanted to curl into the bedsheets with Lucifer, doze off with him until the afternoon sparks dread within him, but he knew that if he were to boil in the pit that he lowered himself into, it would only make his feelings worse.

“I…” Lucifer starts, before he shakes his head. Messy hair curls over his forehead. “Nevermind. Don’t worry about me.” As he walks to the door and twists it open, Lucifer speaks up one more time. “Does this mean nothing between us has changed?”

He pauses in the doorframe.

His lips purse with spikes protruding from them.

I wish it did.

“You’re stupid to think that anything has ever changed.” He spits out poison, and slams the door shut, as he wanders off into his crazed mind, and down the hallway.

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[ferosmorningstar]

defending Lilith? the bad mother and the seems to be villain of the next season? sucks to be you

Not gonna make any drawing on this. cause is pointless and it didn't deserve the time and effort.

*takes a deep breath*

WE DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT LILITH YET. And who the FUCKING hell told you she's just the only one who we have to blame? I really love Lucifer but know he also fucked things up in his marriage. and I was in his particular situation ages ago so I can get it. That makes me think that he have the same amount of guilt as Lilith because that's how relationships works sometimes, not everything would be perfect forever and Im sure as hell you never had to deal with something like this before.. But hey, it takes two to tango. And Lucifer seems to be troubled and depressed for his previous decisions. So this is my thoughts about the situation:

I think Lilith got angry and disappointed of Lucifer for the same reason he said to Charlie ''There's no point in trying to save sinners''. I think Lilith get so discouraged because the person she love didn't grant her the trust and support to help her people and the breaking point was when he maybe said something to Charlie that in the pilot made her said ''maybe dad was right'', and of course that he agree to let the exterminations happen. That's why she didn't let Charlie get close to Lucifer, to not let him discourage her in any way cause Lilith seems to raise Charlie at her image. I want to believe Lilith is not a bad person but she's very fierce in defending what she wants and believes. And of course I don't believe she's a bad mom at all since she seems to enjoy raising, love and caring for her child as in all the pictures they have and how Charlie speaks so highly of her makes you see that Lilith didn't abandon her as a child or anything like that, Lilith left knowing she raise a very brave young princess to follow her dreams . So that's why Lucifer now sees that it is not pointless to care about his daughter dreams even if he doesn't believe in it at first. Trying to reconnect with her because at the end both are big dreamers but he didn't get to know her too much until now. Also believe it was a bad move of Lilith to not let Charlie know her father better but if you think of it, she's trying to make her not rely in anyone but her own courage and conviction to be independent as her mother is. I would love to see the regal queen of hell is also a goofy dreamer who would do anything in her power to make her daughter dreams come true.

Even if the Lucilith ship makes me so happy I will accept if they won't get together again. Cause sometimes being apart for the sake of the other person it's also love. I really hope they get together .. but still I won't blame any of them if that never happens. And also hope they won't make her the villain just for the sake of drama

so stfu hater and have a nice day.

(sorry for my bad english, is not my first language)

[charmingradiobelle]

How protective are everyone from the Morningstar family to the other sins, to the hotel staff of Irene?

It definitely varies from person to person. Also the situation depends on the age of Irene. Obviously when she was a baby, everybody was extremely protective and cautious with her. After all, she’s practically the beginning of a new species (whatever one might call the offspring of a sinner and a royal hellborn). So, keeping her safe from the filthy wretches of Hell was top priority for everybody, including the hotel staff. When she’s older it’s not as much of a concern, but the fam is still prepared in case shit does go down and Irene needs their help.

I would say the one who’s most protective of her is her grandpa Lucifer. It’s highly likely he sheltered Charlie for most of her youth, and he tries to get her and Alastor to do the same to Irene (this, of course, causes many arguments). He is extremely wary of anybody he doesn’t personally know trying to talk to Irene, especially when it’s a sinner she claims to be friends with. Yes, even after all these years he still doesn’t fully trust sinners, and honestly who could blame him…

Just below him in the scale of protectiveness would be none other than Alastor. Yes, the man who would rather eat his own heart than admit Lucifer is right, has similar ideas on how to keep Irene safe. He doesn’t at all agree on sheltering her forever. In fact he takes it upon himself to teach her how to defend herself at a young age. But deep, deep down he is genuinely terrified at the thought of anything happening to her. Yes, he can teach her how to fight and use her powers all he wants but in an actual emergency, will it be enough? Or will his worst fears come true, will he lose his little girl to the hands of some lowlife sinner who caught her at a moment of vulnerability?

Charlie, of course, understands this fear very well too. Hell, being a mother comes with a butt load of fear and anxiety. For the first few months she couldn’t even sleep because she was terrified something would happen to Irene and even Alastor if she closed her eyes for even a minute. It got better with time, but the underlying tension never really goes away. Even though Irene is an adult now, she will always worry about her baby. Not even just safety-wise, she’s also the most protective of her mental and emotional well being. Irene coming to her crying because of how lonely she feels, being isolated and taunted by their people, just breaks her heart. It’s in these moments Charlie considers putting aside her principles to hurt the dumb motherfuckers who dared make her daughter cry..

As for Lilith and the sins, they’re about as protective as extended relatives can be. Lilith doesn’t baby her as much as Lucifer, because she knows Irene has Morningstar powers deep down and if needed she could easily beat the shit out of anyone beneath her. The sins know this, too. They know what Charlie and Alastor are capable of, they know Irene has the same potential. However, they will still fuck up anyone who’s stupid enough to even try anything with her. I can see them finding out about a sinner who bullied her and one day showing up at said sinner’s doorstep, all surrounding them in their demon forms ready to throw hands lmao

The hotel crew love Irene like their own niece, so of course they want to protect her too (and not just because if anything did happen, Charlie and Alastor would kill them all). We all know how cautious Vaggie is of other people, so pretty much nothing’s touching Irene while she’s on babysitting duty. Angel isn’t as tightly wound, so he’s less of a bodyguard and more just the fun wine uncle. However, that does not mean he would ever let Val or anybody from the Vees tower anywhere near her. Same for Husk, honestly. I don’t see him being much of a kids person but he still helps out and would kill for Irene in a heartbeat. Niffty…is not allowed to babysit by herself but still, she would absolutely stab the ever loving shit out of a stranger if they got too close (by Alastor’s orders lol)

[imagineanime2022]

First Date With The Brothers

Mammon X Reader, Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: Can I ask for how would Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, and Beezelbub's first date with reader be like?

Mammon

💳 Let’s be honest Mammon was angling for something else when he asked to go out with him. He had no intention of going on a date. 💳 You didn’t think it was a date at first but as it slowly developed you started to think that you had missed something. But the confidence that Mammon walked around with told you that he didn’t know what you were thinking. 💳 Mammon would always be too nervous to ask you traditionally so even if he wanted to take you on a date, you’d never get him to properly ask the question. 💳 He’s probably taken you out to some kind of casino disguised as a restaurant or something.

You were sitting at the table in the restaurant watching Mammon play with the chips in his hand, rolling them over his fingers and catching it with his thumb. He was saying something about the restaurant but you weren’t listening, your mind caught on how much this looked like a date. “Mammon what are we actually doing here?” You asked and he looked at you. “I wanted to see this place but I couldn’t come here without a date.” He explained. “A date?” You asked. “So this is a date.” “I-I mean it doesn’t have to be a date if ya don’t want, I just needed a partner so that I could go to the casino and yer the only person that won’t tell Lucifer.” He over-explained as he waved his hands around trying to defend himself. “I never said that I don’t want this to be a date.” You smirked as you leaned forward on the table, you could see him swallow as he looked around. “W-with me?” He asked. “Of course with you.” You laughed as the waiter walked over to take your orders.

You both ate and talked, you knew that he came here for a different reason so you decided to ask him about it “Alright so if this wasn’t supposed to be a date then what did you bring me here for?” You asked. “H-huh?” He asked. “You said you wanted to see this place, so what’s actually here? A casino?” You asked. “How’d you know that?” He asked, you raised your eyebrow as you leaned forward. “I know you.” You answered. “So are you going to see this casino?” “I um…” He looked at the door leading down to the casino. “Come on, it'll be fun.” You pulled him up, you couldn't believe that you were the one convincing him to go to the casino, you stood from your table and grabbed his hand to pull him up. “Fine but you have to stay with me.” He said. “Course, I’d never leave my boyfriend.” You winked, his cheeks turned red before pulling you towards the back door with him.

(I can write this in full but I knew that it was going to go on forever if I didn’t stop here so let me know if you're interested.)

Leviathan

🎮 Levi never asked you out, you never asked him out, it kind of just happened. He was too nervous to actually ask you out. 🎮 One night he was planning a movie marathon and you were getting the snacks, he had Mammon barge into his room and after some questions. Mammon started teasing him about his date night. 🎮 Levi acted weird after that, you noticed but you didn’t say anything instead you just hoped that he’d ease up after a little while. 🎮 Levi didn’t realise that you had realised that anything had changed but his heart dropped when you finally voiced your concerns.

“I can leave if you want me to.” You said and he looked at you with a frown. “Why would I want you to leave?” He asked. “Because you seem uncomfortable, if you don’t want me here, I don’t have to stay.” You explained and you looked at him and he shook his head. “I’m not uncomfortable because of you.” He said moving forward and grabbing your wrist before you could walk away. “Then what’s going on?” You asked. “Mammon came in and he asked me what I was doing so I told him that we were going to watch a movie but he teased me about it being a date.” He explained and you swallowed as you worked yourself up to ask the next question. “You don’t want it to be?” You asked. “I didn’t say that.” He mumbled. “I just know that you don’t want to go on a date with me, no one does.” “Have you ever asked me out?” You asked. “Of course not!” He answered flinching away from you, you smiled as you moved forward taking the initiative and standing in front of him so he had to look at you. “Then how do you know that I don’t want to date you?” You asked. “I-” “You don’t know… That’s the only answer to that question and if you did ask me then you would have known that I would say yes.” You explained. “What?” He asked, eyes widening and you smiled. “Ask me…” You prompted him. “W-will you go on a d-date with me?” He asked and you smiled so bright he almost didn’t believe that it was there. “I would love to.” You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead before sitting next to him “should we continue?” You reached over pulling him to lean against you gently running your hands through his hair as you continued to watch the movie, you both relaxed into old routines and fell asleep on the sofa in his bedroom.

Satan

🐈 Satan was probably the only one that did it properly, you know went through the steps, asked you out and then planned everything accordingly. 🐈 He wasn’t sure that you were going to say yes but when you did, he panicked for a second because he needed time to plan everything but he didn’t even know where he wanted to take you. 🐈 You're the one that suggested going to a museum or something, you got closer because he helped you study, you loved listening to him talk about things that he knew and that would be the perfect place to hear his knowledge. 🐈 He was actually very excited to go on the date with you; he never told his brothers about it in fear that they would ruin it but when he left they were all suspicious.

It had been an amazing day, Satan had been showing you around and telling you the history of the things in Devildom, you were both looking for somewhere to eat and you stopped when you saw the small cat cafe across the street. “Let’s go there!” You pointed it out to him and he smiled, he took your hand and led you towards the cafe. They sat you at a table and immediately a cat came over to sit on Satan’s lap. “All cats love you.” “I’ve had my fair share of failures.” He smiled as he looked up at you tickling one cat as another climbed into your lap. “It seems that they like you too.” “They’re cute.” You smiled. “Did you enjoy yourself today?” He asked. “Mmm.” You hummed. “I love spending time with you, when you're teaching me things.” “Really? Most people think that’s annoying.” He frowned and you shook your head leaning over and pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I really like you and everything that you do.” You affirmed and he smirked as he leaned over. “I really like you too.” He smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips, shocking you slightly “you said you were hungry so pick something.”

Asmodeus

💅 Asmo never asked you out because he assumed you knew what was going on, however his idea of a date was something you both did together very often. It was going on a night out. 💅 Asmo met you at the club and you both went in and got a drink. He danced with you for a little while and complimented you. 💅 The problem was that Asmo got a lot of attention and before you know it there were demons of all kinds coming over to try and get his attention. 💅 You were pushed out before you knew it so you went to get a drink and wait for him to come over but instead someone else came over.

You returned the smile of the demon that had sat down next to you “what are you doing sitting here by yourself?” He asked. “Waiting for a friend.” You answered. “Asmo, saw you walk in with him, he’ll probably be out there for a while… Are you sure that you want to wait for him?” He asked. “Yeah.” You nodded “we’re supposed to be heading back together anyway.” “That might change too considering the attention that he gets.” He warned you before you could answer Asmo cleared his throat behind you, you jumped as you glanced back smiling at him. “Excuse us.” He said, lacing your fingers together and pulling you away from the demon towards a darker more secluded part of the club “what were you doing with him?” Asmo had moved close to your ear so that you could hear him but it made it hard to actually form a sentence. “Talking.” was your pitiful answer. “I lost you in the crowd and I found you talking to some other guy on our date?” He asked. “Date?” You asked. “You never told me this was a date.” He looked at you as if you should have known and you groaned before pulling him down so that he could hear you “you never asked me on a date, we go out all the time why would I think that this was different?” “Here let me show you.” He moved back slightly connecting your lips, one arm against the wall next to your head and the other pulled you hip against his only pulling away when he was sure that you needed oxygen. “This time I’m not letting you go.”

Beelzebub

🍔 Beel never meant for it to turn into a date, honestly you were both just trying to get some food. 🍔 When you got to the restaurant that had mentioned that couples were getting a special deal and so you decided to pretend that you were together so that he could have more food, not that he knew what you were doing. 🍔 You guys were talking and eating while he fed you food that he thought that you would like and you told about the human food that it reminded you of. 🍔 The waitress came over and commented on how cute you were and then asked if there was anything else that you needed, you left it to Beel to order whatever else he wanted but he decided to talk about the comment after she disappeared.

“What was she talking about?” Beel asked “what does she mean cute?” “Well when we walked in, they said that there was a deal for couples so I told them that we were one so that you could eat as much as you wanted.” You explained and he frowned, you swallowed as you realised that you might have overstepped. “I’m sorry I-” “No, don't apologise, I just wish you would have told me, I don’t want to pretend.” He answered. “What do you mean?” You asked with a frown. “Belphie told me that I should just ask you but I was worried that it would ruin everything.” He mumbled, you almost didn’t catch what he said with how low his voice was. “Ask me what?” You asked. “On a date.” He answered. “Well, do you still want to go on a date with me?” You asked, he nodded. “Alot.” He confirmed and you smiled. “Then let’s make this the date.” You said leaning forward and picking up his fork lifting the forgotten food to his mouth, he accepted the food that you had given him and smiled with a nod before moving his chair closer to you. “Wait until you see what else I got, there so much that you would like.” He smiled. “You got stuff that I would eat?” You asked. “Mmm.” He hummed with a nod and a huge smile on his face as he explained what it was that he got and how excited it was for you to try them.

Request Here!!

[zzoomacroom]

For the ask game: how about one each for Hob, Dream, and Death?

Oooohh, excellent ask, thanks anon!

Hob:

First impression: wow, this guy is kind of obnoxious. Cute, though.

Impression now: my sweet beloved blorbo, the love of my life, I think about him 24 hours a day

Favorite moment: 1789, just that whole scene. But especially his reaction to the drawing ("I look terrible. You look worse"), and when he breaks a teacup over that guy's head

Idea for a story: the wip I'm currently working on is about him being the last man on earth and going on a road trip with Delirium and Barnabas

Unpopular opinion: I think he probably just has an average-sized penis 🤷‍♀️

Favorite relationship: we don't see much of his canon relationships, but if we're talking non-canon then of course it’s dreamling. I also kind of like the idea of Hob/Johanna(/Dream?)

Favorite headcanon: I've posted about this before and the wonderful @delta-pavonis wrote a fic about it, but I firmly believe that in the Sandman universe, he was the inspiration for Nick Bottom. Think about it: low-born guy who always has to be the center of attention and acts like a jackass, but somehow won the queen's favor. Hob was salty because Shaxberd had Dream's attention, but Shaxberd was salty because Hob had the queen's attention.

Dream:

First impression: this dude is kind of pathetic, I desire him carnally

Impression now: my babygirl, my everything, my beautiful, ethereal, majestic, all-powerful loserboy. I love him so much 😭

Favorite moment: it's so hard to choose...in the show, I loved his battle with Lucifer and what he did to Rick Madoc (his dispassionate fury in defending Calliope was chilling). In the comics, I love all his interactions with Delirium. Also when Death throws the bread at him and it goes "bip!"

Idea for a story: um...well...don't judge me, but I have a retired!Dream mpreg fic I'm working on, which the amazing @kydrogendragon and some other lovely folks on discord (idk if they're on tumblr or i would tag them) helped me develop.

Unpopular opinion: hmm...I've seen so many opinions about him and I'm not sure which ones are considered unpopular. I think maybe he's a bit more slutty than we give him credit for, based on how he was immediately down to clown when Bast jokingly propositioned him

Favorite relationship: of his canonical relationships, I find Calliope the most interesting. For non-canon, dreamling all day every day forever. For platonic relationships: Lucienne (i just don't see them as romantic, sorry morphienne fans), Death, Delirium, Matthew

Favorite headcanon: based on recent conversations I've seen/taken part in on tumblr, I like the idea of him getting freaky with his helm (the helm stays on during sex). @tryan-a-bex wrote a great little ficlet about it

Death:

First impression: she's amazing and I love her

Impression now: she's amazing and I love her

Favorite moment: when she throws the bread at Dream. Also, not exactly canon, but in the "At Death's Door" manga by Jill Thompson I love when she teams up with Despair and Delirium and catches souls in a baseball mitt:

Idea for a story: admittedly, I don't currently have any ideas for stories with Death as a main character, but she does feature heavily in my post-apocalypse fic. I would like to see more of her days she spends as a mortal. We see some of that in "Death: The High Cost of Living," but I bet she gets up to some crazy shenanigans

Unpopular opinion: I don't think she's as perfect as a lot of people think she is. She's one of my favorite characters and I love her, but I think she's as flawed as the rest of her siblings and has her own struggles that we only get glimpses of

Favorite relationship: canonically she doesn't have any romantic relationships that readers see, but I love her relationships with her siblings, especially Dream. For ships, I kind of like the idea of her with Johanna, but I haven't explored it much

Favorite headcanon: I think she's a lesbian and nothing can dissuade me of that belief

[httyddragonfox]

Hazbin Hotel: Power Rate Scale: Reality Warp Level

It seems really powerful people in this show can warp reality to their whims. Of course different people have different levels of how much they can do.

First, let's start with Alastor, I believe he's the lowest on this list. He has the ability to control shadow beings, and maybe he has voodoo magic. He can also manipulate how people are dressed, make certain objects appear in voodoo smoke, and can change the scenery around as he showed in "Hell's greatest Dad." I believe his power is akin to Dr. Facilier magic, messing with the appearance of things as well as people's perceptions and summoning shadow minions to do his bidding. He's the lowest on this list as he is probably the most powerful sinner, if not one of them.

Above Alastor, we have Charlie and Adam, I'm not sure who would come before who. Let's start with Adam, a very powerful soul who went to Heaven. He's able to play around with Charlie in the song "Hell is Forever," tossing her toward the gates only to throw her into a boiling pot which he is stirring. He also summons a guitar to play on as well as back up dancers. He summons clouds to walk on as well as the declaration of the moved up extermination. In "Welcome to Heaven," he summons paper to write on as well as a viewing sphere to watch Angel. Then there's Charlie, the daughter of a really powerful angel and demon. In the pilot she plays around with the scenery in order to get her point across, in the first episode she summons her notes to the meeting room. In the second episode, her footsteps seem to transport herself and Sir Pentious to a cloud filled area where fireworks spell out sorry. In "Welcome to heaven" she transports her notes to her in the court room and manipulates the images shown in the viewing sphere to get her point across. Their powers are quite similar, is just one is divine whereas she's more demonic. This makes it seem like Charlie has a similar amount of power to a deceased soul in Heaven, maybe slightly more as she has a demon form she hasn't popped out yet.

Next is Lucifer, as he has Genie level reality warp powers. Able to change the situation and pose people within them as if it was nothing, growing and shrinking them as he pleases, changing the scenery in seconds, making things bigger than notes appear (champagne fountains, caviar mountains) not to mention he can duplicate himself, that hasn't been seen yet. He can teleport, and make little pocket dimensions to fly around in. He can hide his wings and when they are released they are either small as in "Hell's greatest dad" or large as in "More than anything." I think he might have the ability to change his appearance slightly, as Seraphs have avian forms and it's theorized his is a swan, and he only appears as a demonic person as he's in hell and he can better fit in areas then.

Then there are the Seraphs in Heaven, I don't know if Lucifer is more powerful than them or not. We see them change their forms as they arrive in Heaven, Sera teleports herself, Lute, and Adam somewhere more private, Emily changes the imagery in the viewing sphere and summons Adam's note to take a look at it. We don't see them warp reality too much as they aren't as goofy and imaginative as Lucifer, we know they have a similar power-set to him, such as changing their appearance and summoning portals. That's all we know though.

Is Lucifer stronger than the Seraphs in Heaven and that's why they are afraid of him getting involved, or are they more powerful as they are in heaven and he is in Hell and he got a downgrade when he fell? Sera is certainly larger than him, of course she defends Heaven by allowing the exterminators to go kill souls in hell, so who knows if size equals power. She's definitely more powerful than Adam, as she's his boss. Maybe they all have a similar level of power.

Is Emily more powerful than Charlie though? She seems to be similar to her in status. The only thing we see Emily do that Charlie can't do is change her appearance. She is a younger Seraphim, maybe she's not as powerful yet. So Emily, Charlie and Adam have a similar level in power, meanwhile Lucifer and Sera have a similar level in power. Alastor is poweful sure, but he's only powerful for a damned soul.

Yes he has a large demon form, but Charlie still outranks him and hers is pretty small. Then again, there's a chance we may not have seen her full demon form.

TL;DR: I ranked their power on how much they could warp reality, from least to most: Alastor; Adam, Charlie, Emily; Sera and Lucifer.