#hazbin hotel michael x reader

[redr0sewrites]

HI HI!!!! if you do ever decide to write for the archangels i would LOVE sum michael hcs.!!.!!.! i would gobble him up yum yum

jumped skipped and hopped over all my other requests to get to this one LMAO- considering he's non-canon i just went off my own hcs soo yea!!!!

🥀Cw: fluff, smut, bible lore™️, possible religious trauma?

🥀minors dni with the nsfw portion

Sfw:

Michael has lived a long, long time, he's been alive since before earth was even created and has definitely seen some things

he knows that many mortals experience love, yet he never really felt such a strong connection until he met you. of course he loved his "family", but michael was a stranger to true love

HES SUCH A GENTLEMAN! michael definitely puts your needs before his, and i hc his love languages to be quality time and acts of service. he loves having you by his side more than anything, and is always spending time with you.

he's the type to give you lots and lots of flowers! you two probably have a garden that he goes to get flowers from, because he just loves how happy you get at such a seemingly simple gesture

michael is very protective, but not in a limiting way, he just wants to make sure your safe. after lucifer fell from heaven and created original sin, michael had to step up and take on even more heavenly duties. he knows how important it is to keep you safe and he loves you a lot, so he worries about you a lot

he honestly misses lucifer a lot, but he would never admit it. he talks to you a lot about his other siblings and family, and tells you stories about the beginning of earth and heaven's creation. he definitely introduces you to the other archangels, seraphims, and heavenly virtues, and loves that you get along with them. i definitely think you'd become buddies with azrael or gabriel, and y'all would cause shenanigans together (much to michaels dismay)

michael is literally so patient with you, and it's genuinely so sweet. everyone can tell he's WHIPPED, and he honestly doesn't mind. he'll listen to you ramble for hours on end, he'll try more modern food for you, he'll even adopt your music taste once he starts dating you! michael loves you as a whole and wants to enjoy everything you're interested in

HUSBAND MATERIAL. he definitely takes it upon himself to cook for you, he helps you clean, anything you need help with he volunteers to assist you.

michael is SUCH a morning person you can not tell me im wrong. he wakes up really early, and loves watching you sleep peacefully. he makes you breakfast in the morning and when its time for you to wake up, he always wakes you up with kisses or tickles or both! he loves holding you in the morning, but he's a little strict about getting up on time, he does have heavenly duties to attend to after all. if you do manage to wake up before him, you might manage to convince him to stay in bed with you for just a few more minutes. he honestly has such a soft spot for you

you are one of the few people allowed to touch his wings, which is a HUGE sign of trust on michael's part. he usually keeps his wings hidden, but there comes a time when they get so irritating that they just need to be preened. he gets all huffy about it because its "such an inconvenience", and you get to laugh at his pouty face while you gently preen his wings!

i think all the archangels have 6 wings, so it definitely takes a while. michael probably falls asleep halfway through, the feeling of your soft, smaller hands on his wings just makes him feel soft and drowsy. preening often transitions to.... other activities if yk what i mean bc of how sensitive angels' wings are. because michael keeps his wings hidden so often, his wings are especially sensitive and its one of the few times you'lll ever see him blush hehe

he has a really soft, smooth voice, and you LOVE listening to him speak. michael will definitely read to you if you ask, and you can't help but nod off to the sound of his melodic voice. i definitely think most abgels are very musical or at least enjoy music, and if you beg, you may get him to sing for you. his voice is lovely, and he'll sing you soft lullabies in old languages that you can't understand but know are loving

you two very rarely argue, and whenever you do come to a disagreement, michael adamantly refuses to raise his voice at you. he would never yell at you or say anything harsh, and is more likely to opt to just spend some time apart to think on the disagreement. he never lets you two go to bed upset, and will always sit down to have a conversation with you about any clashes you two have. i dont see him as too stubborn and i think he's willing to compromise on most accounts, but its very rare that you two argue anyway because he's so sweet all the time

Nsfw:

michael is 100% a giver in bed. he loves giving you oral and always prioritizes your pleasure over his own. he's always focused on making you cum first and really enjoys pleasing you

i see him as a switch, he could definitely be a pleasure dom but i also see him as a bit of a sub as well. sometimes all of his work and overall stress gets to his head, and he trusts you enough to let you take the reins and get him out of his own head. when he subs, he's definitely much louder and a lot whinier. he's definitely not a brat and would probably do anything you ask him to

he has a praise kink both ways, and loves showering you in praise. michael definitely likes mirror sex, and will tell you to call yourself beautiful of pretty or handsome as he fucks you.

"darling, look at how pretty you are. c'mon, i want to hear you say it. look in the mirror, don't you see how pretty you are?"

eye contact is important to him, and he enjoys a lot of basic positions like missionary and things like that, but i also see him being into lotus position because he loves being so close to you.

michael isn't very loud when it comes to sex, but he is big on talking to you. he loves whispering sweet nothings to you as you cum, and praising you in how well you took him

he isn't ridiculously vanilla, but he hasn't been very adventurous either. while i don't think he's had any official relationships before you, i dont see him as a virgin. he's probably slept with a few people, so he has some experience, but he's still learning as well. i think he's down to try most things as long as you're into them, but he wouldn't want to hurt you too much

michael may feel a bit awkward about sex, sure he knows its not a big deal, but a part of him doesn't want to overstep any of your boundaries either. he wants you to know that he's with you because he loves you, not just for sex and will make that abundantly clear. y'all definitely have a serious conversation about it before the first time you have sex, and you definitely have a safeword

GUYS HEAR ME OUT but i think he'd have a bit of a corruption kink. he'd never admit it but the thought of him being your first is SUCH a turn on, and he really loves when you get so fucked-put that you're incoherent. i think he'd be down for a bit of role play, but only if you're into it and it would definitely relate to some sort of corruption or religious corruption

i don't think he'd degrade you too much, but i do think he might mock you a bit. "oh, you were such a devout little thing, i wonder what the others would think of you now darling. sucking in my cock like a vice, you really aren't so innocent after all, aren't you dear?"

he loves overstimulating you until you're incoherent, but i don't think he's big on orgasm denial. he loves pleasuring you and he loves rewarding you more than anything. the only time i see him really denying your orgasms is if you've been a major brat and have pushed him over the edge, or if you ask him to. either way he's gonna mock you a bit on how filthy you are, but will still praise you for taking it so well

he has definitely bought you a lot of pretty little necklaces and loves seeing you in nothing but the gifts he bought you. the way the charm bounces against your chest as he fucks you, it drives him crazy! especially if theyre gold or if theyre cross necklaces, bc its so similar to his color scheme

he likes holding your hand during sex. its very intimate, and he always gives your hand a little squeeze as he's coming

i think one of the few things he's against during sex is hurting you. sure, he'll mock you here and there, but hurting you? no, its just a turnoff for him. your the most precious thing in his life, he'd never want to hurt you even in jest. if you really, really wanted him to you might get him to tie you down or maybe hold your throat/face while he fucks you, but he would never go as far as to hurt you

when it comes to you fucking him, he loves to be praised and pampered. its a bit embarrassing, but he's often so overworked and pent up that he really loves being treated sweetly. he might cry a bit during sex, trust me he's ok, he just gets overstimulated really easily. michael definitely enjoys it tho!

speaking of overstimulation, PLEASE touch his wings during sex! you'll get the sweetest moans and whimpers from him, and he'll get so whiny. its one of the few times he'll beg, and he both loves and hates when you make him cum untouched by only stroking his wings

aftercare is very important to michael, and he always takes time to clean you both up. it's an unspoken agreement that whoever tops cleans up the other first and starts the bath while the person who subbed takes a minute to catch their breath. he always wipes down your thighs and cleans you off, and when it comes to baths, he'll always make sure everything is ready before carrying you to the tub. when he's subbing, he'll probably try his best to help you but may push himself a bit too hard because he's so tired. PLEASE kiss him and pamper him in the tub, tell him how much you love him!!!!

hes genuinely just so sweet in bed and during aftercare, and overall cares about you a lot

PLSSS THE HYPWRFIXATION IS INSANE. I LOVE ALL THE ARCHANGELS AND HEAVEN AUS SM!!!!!!!!! CRYING BEGGING PLEEEADING FOR YALL TO SEND IN REQUESTS FOR ANYONE FROM THE HEAVEN AUS. the one im most familiar with is @esbellesantos au and my fav is azrael so PLSSS feel free to send in azrael reqs 😇 anyways hope yall enjoyed!!! i loved writing this sm!!!!

[alastor-simp]

Special Guest🎙🎵 - Alastor x Singer Reader

Whoosh!~ A cool breeze was blowing, giving you goosebumps. Your body was sitting on the railing of your bedroom porch. Just one more inch and you would tumble down. You were gazing at the sky, admiring the crimson red and the black stared orb. Peaceful moments like this were relaxing to you, despite the mast amount of pollution in the air. Heaving a sigh, you continued to gaze at the stars, humming out a song. That humming eventually turned into lyric, and you sang them outloud to yourself:

🎵If you weren't born with it You can buy a couple ornaments Just be sure to read the warning, kids 'Cause pretty soon you'll be bored of it Sexual, hey girl if you wanna feel sexual You can always call up a professional They stick pins in you like a vegetable

Kids forever, kids forever Baby soft skin turns into leather Don't be dramatic it's only some plastic No one will love you if you're unattractive

Oh Mrs. Potato Head tell me Is it true that pain is beauty? Does a new face come with a warranty? Will a pretty face make it better? Oh Mr. Potato Head tell me How did you afford her surgery? Do you swear you'll stay forever Even if her face don't stay together Even if her face don't stay together...🎵

(Song/Lyrics Credit - "Mrs Potato Head" - Melanie Martinez)

As you continued to belt out the lyrics, an ominous shadow appeared behind you, watching you. Soon your song drew to an end. A sound of clapping hands appeared from behind you, making you yelp it fright. Turning your head back, you realized it was Alastor. He was smiling widely like a kid in a candy store. "Bravo, my dear!! What an amazing voice you have!" His feet carried him over to you, standing very close to the railing where you sat. Blushing, you casted your head down: "I'm not that good Al." Hands were placed on your face, pulling it back towards Al. "Don't be harsh on yourself, my dear! That was the best performance I have ever listened to! Why have you been hiding this secret from me?" Alastors hands continued to pinch your cheeks, his crimson eyes gazing at you with excitement. Pushing him back a bit, to leave your cheeks alone, you turned back towards the view. "I always had a fondness for music growing up. It was quite a shock to me when I realized that I could sing. I honestly suspected to sound like nails on a chalkboard when I first tried it out." Chuckling to yourself, you looked back at Al, who was laughing along with you at your explanation. "I imagined later on in my life I would make a career out of it, but I just never got around to doing it."

Alastor continued to gaze at your melancholic expression. He admired how passionate you were about singing. He himself adore music and he could sing as well. It pained him a bit that you never got to pursue your dreams. Leaning his body down, crossing his arms on the railing, he gazed at you, eyes flashing crimson. "Well I must say my dear, I'm already an instant fan! I wouldn't mind you showing off your talent during one of my broadcasts!" Almost falling off the railing in shock, you caught yourself. HE WANTED YOU TO SING DURING HIS RADIO BROADCASTS!!! "Y-you joking right?" Waiting for him to admit that he was joking. He laughed outloud. "Yes Indeedy! The wayward souls in hell would enjoy it very much, including myself!" His words were sincere, no distrust was spewing from his mouth. Twirling your hair with your finger, you looked down. "O-okay, if its alright with you." Alastor jumped back into his normal height, and wrapped his arm around your back, giving you a brief hug. "Excellent my dear! My broadcast starts at 11:00 AM, on the dot! Try to give some thought on what song you wish to perform. See you tomorrow, darling!" He was practically beaming, when he was talking to you. He soon disappeared, melding into a shadow.

It took you a bit to figure out what just happened. Alastor really wanted you to sing at his radio tower. You knew how much he valued his radio broadcasts, so you knew you needed to prepare yourself. Last thing you wanted was ruining the broadcast and upsetting Al. After that interaction with Al, you searched for what song you wanted to sing. Memorizing the lyrics and singing some parts out, making sure your vocal cords could handle it. You went to bed that night, nervous and excited for tomorrow.

**Tomorrow Morning, at 10:50 AM**

Sitting on a chair, you gazed around, taking in every little detail. Both you and Al were inside his radio tower, attached to the hotel. It was a cozy little studio. There was a giant window, looking down at the city. There was a desk and chair adorned with dear horns. A large stag head was mounted on the wall. On top of the large desk, was a set of microphones and buttons. Alastor was pressing a bunch of buttons, making sure everything was set for today's show. It still felt like a dream that you were in this situation right now. Maybe Alastor is a bit of a softie behind that evil radio demon status he holds. Settling down in his chair, he set his microphone cane in front of him, and adjusting yours at the same time. "Its showtime!" he says, smiling like the joker.

"Salutations! Ladies and Gentleman. What a good day to be on the air!" he started his introduction, causing you to smile. "Today's broadcast is a very special one indeed! Today I have a very talented sinner performing for all you people listening in! Allow me to introduce, Y/N!" His hand extended to you, like he was in a play. An applause soundtrack played as well. "U-um Hello everyone!" you stuttered in your speech, mentally cursing yourself for doing so. "HAHAHA! They are a little shy, but don't be fooled. They have a voice so incredible it will knock your socks off! Ready, my dear?" His eyes glanced over to you, making sure you were ok to start. Nodding yes, you took a deep breath, attempting to calm your nerves. Then you started to sing.

(Credit to Annapantsu. Check out her covers. Shes amazing!!!)

🎵Birds flying high You know how I feel Sun in the sky You know how I feel Breeze driftin' on by You know how I feel

It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea You know how I feel River running free You know how I feel Blossom on a tree You know how I feel

It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good

Dragonfly out in the sun, you know what I mean, don't you know Butterflies all havin' fun, you know what I mean Sleep in peace when day is done, that's what I mean And this old world is a new world And a bold world For me For me

Stars when you shine You know how I feel Scent of the pine You know how I feel Oh, freedom is mine And I know how I feel

It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life

It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life It's a new life For me

And I'm feeling good I'm feeling good I feel so good I feel so good🎵

During your whole performance, Alastor was staring at you in shock. Your voice was heavenly!!! Not only did you sound spectacular, but you were singing his favorite genre of music, JAZZ!! Oh how delightful!!! Catching him staring at you, you gave a small wink. Radio screech! His heart starting beating out of his chest at your little action. Getting back into singing, you failed to notice the slight pink in his cheeks after you did that. Soon your performance came to end. "I hope you all enjoyed it." You said into the mic. Looking back at Alastor, you noticed he look slightly off. He was staring at you like a deer in headlights literally. Waving your hand in his face managed to alert him. "Heavens! What an amazing performance that was! Encore! Encore!" His radio staff began to play another applause, causing you to blush. "We will be right back! In the meantime, please enjoy this incredible song, Lets Misbehave by Irving Aaronson!" Alastor pressed a button, letting the song play, and also pressed another to mute his and your mic.

He didn't say a word after he did that. Oh no, did you mess up? He didn't appear upset when you were singing. Your thoughts were interrupted when a set of strong hands grabbed you. It took you a moment to realize that Alastor had brought you into a hug, a tight one at that. "Astonishing performance my dear! You did such an amazing job!!" His arms continued to squeeze you, rocking you back in forth in excitement. Giggling at his actions you returned his hug. The hug lasted longer then you suspected, especially knowing Alastors physical contact condition. "Um Al? You can let go now." Jumping at that, Alastor released you. "Y-yes my dear! Apologies! I had gotten overexcited!" You told him it was fine. Straightening his suit and fixing his hair, he looked back at you again. "Given that adorable smile on your face, I take it you are very satisfied as well!"

Smiling you nodded: "I admit I was very nervous in the beginning, but those feelings went away the minute I started singing. Thank you Alastor!" His eyes were tender, looking back at you. One of his hands grabbed yours, giving it a squeeze. "I'm glad my dear! Would you be opposed to becoming a part of my business? I would very much like to have you as partner during my shows! I can also put in a good word for Mimzy to have you perform at her club! What do you think?" His enthusiasm was exploding like fireworks, it was honestly adorable how giddy he was. Not even wasting a second to think, you squeezed his hand back. "Seems like we got a deal, Alastor!"

~END~

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[shapard]

Feather of Fate 🕊️

Lucifer x fem!seraphim!reader

Soulmate arc

Lilith being weird

Saturn

Chapter 6 < Chapter 7 > Chapter 8

You’ve never felt this out of place before. 

Even in heaven it wasn't this awkward.

You were sitting beside Lucifer who hasn’t talked since you’ve arrived here in the main lobby. 

Lilith was sitting in front of you all like she hasn’t been missing for 7 years.

Walking around as if she owns this place. And it angered you.

Charlie was happy to see her mom again after such a long time, but also was hella confused. 

Why is she here all of the sudden right before the extermination day? Charlie wasn't the only one who thought of this.

You too are confused at this ordinary timing.

Angel dust was concerned about you. 

You and Lucifer were now official but the appearance of Lucifers ex-wife was very overwhelming for you, and Angel could see it. 

And one guy was not even presence, and that was Alastor. 

Weird. 

Normally he’s always there when someone new arrived in here. 

“Who are you?” Nifty broke the silence, and all eyes were now on her. 

Lilith choose to Ignore Nifty, and she pouted. “So, you’re… His new girl?” Lilith asked looking you up and down. With her gaze lingering now on her you felt insecure somehow.

You hugged yourself to look smaller.

You nodded your head 'yes', even though you didn’t like the tone Lilith gave you. 

“She’s his girlfriend and she has a name big tits.” Angel said raising his eyebrows.

He didn’t trust her.

Not at all.

Lilith smirked and leaned back in her seat.

“I don't care. Really her Lu?” Lilith looked over at Lucifer and he looked shortly back.

his gaze went quickly to the ground.

It was obvious that Lilith still had Lucifer in her fingers, and it pissed you off. 

“Excuse me?” You decided to interrupt her cruel speaking.

She looked at you in surprise, and you huff in annoyance.

“You really think you can just come over here and talk here as if this place belongs to you.

Sorry for breaking the news to you, but you’re no longer the owner of this house, nor do you have the right to come here to Insult your ex.

You left him and I’m here. No refunds.” You Shaked your head, Angel dust smirked at you come back. 

He’s so proud of you.

Lucifer smiled, every day he gets more reasons to love you. 

“What are you even doing here?” Lucifer finally looked at Lilith and he felt nothing. 

No Love, no sadness. 

Lilith bit her lip hard, drawing blood. “Can’t I visit my little daughter.”

Lucifer raised his eyebrow, “You never visit nor called her in over 7 years. What changed!” No one gets after his daughter, not even her Mother.

Not even Lilith.

Lilith patient was running thin, she scratched with her nail into the wood piece from the couch breaking her nails in the process. 

She took a breath in and out. “I had a lot of important things to do.” 

Now y’all were raising a brow at this statement, besides Charlie.

She had faith for the first time that her mother wants to see her again. 

But you all had a valid point, why now? 

“It seems no one wants me here. I’ll leave, but I will come back.”

She looked now at Lucifer smiling at his angered face. ‘you’ll see’ She mouthed at him, he pointed towards the door.

And she left.

“That was way too easy.” Husk said that what all thought. She left you all dumbfounded. 

It was way too easy.

Angel shifted towards you and Lucifer. “So, you two a thing now?” You nod your head and smile brightly. 

He wanted to change the topic so you don't overthink all of this, and it worked successfully.

Charlie bounced up and down dismissing the weird visit from her mother. She's so excited for the two of you.

Charlie is a cutie pie, and you love everything about her. She is just like her father, the pros so the cons. Both just want to do their best for their beloved.

Even though they sometimes fuck up, it is always meant in a good way.

“You said It yourself seconds ago. Why are you even asking?” Lucifer asked and rested his chin on your shoulder.

He loves that he's shorter than you. Every time you two hugged he was always between your boobs. Even though he wears a hat to look taller.

Angel just shrugged and continued to drink his Malibu with his well known smile.

… Time Skip...

Lucifer paced around your room, and you watched his every move. 

You stood up and hugged his waist looking down into his eyes. Sometimes he was looking at you, but they travelled through the whole room most of the time.

“Luci, calm down. Nothing happened we are fine.” His strand fell in front of his eyes, and you put it back to its place, Lucifer clicked his tongue.

“That’s what’s worrying me. Why didn’t she do anything? I know Lilith since the start of earth, she wouldn’t just leave in those situations without a reason.” 

Lucifer leaned into you embrace letting out a distressed sigh. 

"Don't worry about it. You're one of the strongest beings, she wouldn't dare to put out a fight like Michael did." Lucifers sighs, you're probably right.

_____

“You just left?!” Michael laughed biting at his fresh manicured nail. 

His women staff around him tensed up, wanting nothing more than to leave.

Michael sent them away. They ran as fast as they could out of the room.

“And you didn’t even spy on them? Tried anything to get useful Information?! I really wonder why you divorced him and not the other way around.” He breathed in and threw a glass cup next to Lilith. 

“But you just LEFT?!” 

He shook his head, his eyes shining in pure blue. 

“They’re soulmates.” She whispered. Not looking at him with his icy cold eyes.

She hated that look in his eyes he was giving her.

He looked at her like she is a piece of garbage, something he should've got disposed of.

Something that now molds in one of his cabinets.

the only reason why she is still alive was her use for him.

And something else they both tried to hide and undo.

Michael’s mark burned in protest but it won’t stop him to punish Lilith.

“NO SHIT!” he leaned his hand in his palm trying to calm down. massaging his forehead hardy leaving a red fingerprint.

“Your plan failed Michael. It worked for a couple of Months but not longer. It seemed their bond grew stronger.” A loud bang echoed the icy cold halls in Michael’s mansion. 

The temperature was starting to get colder and colder. 

Ice started to grow around Lilith holding her tight in place. “I should’ve killed you a long time ago.”

He stood in front of Lilith cutting her cheek open with the same knife your blood was spilled. 

“I- I- have an idea!” Michael removed the knife from her cheek with ease.

Lilith feared him you thought? 

Feared was the wrong word.

She’s haunted by him. 

Every time she thinks she’s in peace, he reminds her that he has her in her personal hell.

The sharing Soulmate mark was burning on her skin bonding then for eternity.

“Tell me.” Michael licked Lilith’s blood away from her cheek and she shrieked trying to get away from him. But his ice didn’t let her move. 

“We can use her,”

Michael grabbed her chin turning Lilith head to him, “I already tried that Bitch.”

Lilith looked at Michael and shrugged her eyes at him, “But my idea is better.” 

Michael eyes twitched in annoyance, how dare she?

“On extermination day, we can take her away from him.”

______

You knocked onto Charlie’s door hesitant.

You were worried about her.

You know how it is with mommy Issues and when they try to gain something out of you. Out of your weakness and dreams. 

No one can destroy you like a mother can. No one can build you up like a loving mother. And no one can cause destruction like a mother.

You speak out of experience with your mother Sera.

Even though you’ve almost spoken no words with Lilith, she seems kind of like an asshole.

It was all Lilith's fault which caused Charlie and Lucifer being so distant to each other.

Saying always Lucifer was too busy to see his own daughter, which isn’t even true. 

And telling Lucifer that Charlie doesn't want to see her own father.

You didn’t like Lilith at all.

Charlie opened the door and was shocked to see you there. 

“Y/n?” You briefly smiled to her, “Can I get in?” She tilted her head and gave you a concerned look. “Did something happen with dad?” 

You shook your head laughing a bit, “I just want to know if everything’s alright with you? Just a quick check.” Charlie nods her head, not looking you in the eye. 

“I can see when someone’s lying my dear.” Charlie looks up to you, “pfft- No. I am completely fine! really!” She laughed you off, pushing you out of her and Vaggies room. 

“If you say so.” You said, not really believing her. Charlie puts her thumbs up and closed the door right in front of you. 

So that’s how Lucifer felt.

Not a nice feeling.

You can understand Charlie, you’re new. New to this Family, new to her. 

So, you understand when she doesn’t want to share her feelings with you. but it was worth a shot. 

You didn't spend much time with Charlie nor her friends.

You talked sometimes with Angel or with Husk. They seemed nice.

You had once a conversation with Alastor and Lucifer wasn’t really a fan of it. 

Lucifer creeped behind you and gave Alastor a rude comment.

He growled at Alastor and pushed you away from him. 

Since then, you always keep yourself distant from Alastor. 

You walked towards the bar seeing Angel and Husk drinking some cocktails and shots.

You sat beside Angel, telling husk to make you a good drink. 

“Never seen you drink alcohol before. Tough day?” Husk asked grabbing some bottles from the shelves. “Nah, just want to try something new.” 

Angel looked you up and down smiling. “You look different.” His fingers drew circles on the bar table, biting his lips in a sexual matter. 

“Did you and the short king finally get into some action?” He pushed his chest fur up and fluffed it a bit. 

And here we go.

Of course, Angel will notice.

Your cheeks redden, feeling the sudden embarrassed. 

“What? No- where did you get that idea from?!” You started playing with the glass that husk laid in front of you moments ago. 

Angel frowned, “I do sex for a living toots. But except that, everyone can see it even if you’re blind like a fish.” Angel rests his head on one of his many hands and raised his eyebrows at you. 

“You’re not a good liar kiddo.” Husk said and Angel snorted, “Ya see! Even Mr. grump cat can see it.”

Angel smirked at Husk and continued to tease him. They both stopped giving each other shots when they heard your joyful laugh. 

“What?” They both asked in sync.

“You two are like an old married couple.” You continued to laugh out loud.

Meanwhile Husk and Angel were a blushing mess blabbering “No’s” and dismissive comments about how they act. 

“Married couple? No, nah. We two? Never, haha!” Angel blabbered and husk agreed by him. And this went on and on for the rest of day.

Angel, Husk, and you got way closer. 

This was a great day so far. 

But there was an unsettling feeling building up in your guts, telling you to run. 

And you couldn’t figure out why. 

Walking back to your room you saw Alastor on your way back. 

‘Please not him’. 

“Look who we have here!” His smile was unsettling, you wanted to leave before he could try anything to you.

You were all alone and he could use this advantage. But he wouldn't right?

“Oh, hey there Alastor. Sorry we can’t chat any longer, I have stuff to do.” You waved him a goodbye and rushed away from him. 

Please let it work.

“What stuff?” 

Alastor teleported himself in front of you scaring the shit out of you.

You screamed and fell right onto your butt.

A stinging pain was growing in that area. 

“Ow! Wtf Alastor!” You looked up at his well-known wide smile and all he did was smirking even wider.

“You know little Angel; you seem to get comfortable in here. I’m glad you like this beautiful hotel! Do you-“

“Darling! Y/n?!” Lucifer called out for you. Interrupting Alastors chat with you, his ears quickly shifted to the well-known voice which was calling for you. 

Lucifer heard your little scream, and he quickly followed the red string feeling that connected the two of you. 

Alastor hummed and disappeared into his own shadows.

Lucifers eyes shifted around the hallway cursing that this place is too large to find you.

Finally he found you lying on your butt unmoving on the floor.

“Are you okay? What happened.” He helped you up to your feet searching for any damage before looking up to you. 

“Yeah, I guess. Just a weird encounter. Don’t worry about it.” Lucifer sighs but didn’t pry any further.

He trusts you that you’ll tell him when something is wrong. 

When you both were lying in your bed, and he was cuddled all up in your lap. 

All you couldn’t help but think about this unease that thrilled behind your head and in your guts.

It was making you sick, as if you got a rare disease.

You played with his angelic golden hair, hoping it will calm that feeling down, to no success.

It didn't help.

You decided to speak up about this, with Lucifer. Maybe this would help.

“Luci?” He hummed, “I have a bad feeling about this.” He sat up, scared that you mean the relationship you two formed.

Fuck I phrased that wrong. You internally screamed at yourself.

“About what?” 

please, please be something else, please. I thought everything is perfect. Lucifer begged in his head.

You looked onto your shelf where the duck he gifted you was resting. A replica from himself just in a duck form.

It glowing in all their might. You loved this duck; it just was so adorable and remind you of Lucifer so much.

“I don’t know, to be honest. Maybe it is the extermination.” You scratched the back of your head.

Lucifer sighs in relief. Thank God it's just that.

“Don’t worry your head about it Apple pie. Nothing will happen to you.”

Oh, how he will regret saying that. 

A/n: What do you think will Lilith and Michael do with Y/n?

Annnd one final Question:

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A/n (again):Thank you for all the lovely comments, likes and repost<3 And FOR THE 300 FOLLOWERS DAYUM. We got new pookies❤️

btw I'm sick so if this chapter (or the next) comes later than normal I apologize.

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Long Lost Morningstar - Part Four

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing(s): Seven Virtues' x reader (platonic), Charlie x reader (platonic), Lucifer x reader (platonic), Lilith x reader (platonic)

Genre: Angst/Betrayal

Warning(s): Cursing, lies, betrayal

Notes: FINALLY! I'm sorry this took me forever to post. I was, and still am, dealing with some school stuff. Truthfully it was a little rough trying to get this one out - along with school and work, I am losing motivation to write this. It could be that I burnt myself on Hazbin after reading so many fanfics for days on end until I eventually got tired. I'm still going to be writing this either way, I'd feel bad to suddenly stop out of nowhere. Funny thing is I'll probably feel motivated again once the second season airs. Oh, well. I'll post part five when I can and am able, so please bare with me and hopefully enjoy this long part for the time being. Thank you for your support - I'm really writing this for the ones reading this series and am grateful for your patience.

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"I-Is that. . . my name? W-Why would my name be in Lucifer's court record?".

After learning about the exterminations (Y/N) wasted no time flying to the archangels' castle - her home.

She needed to know if they knew about the exterminations, and if so. . .

No, there's no way.

The Virtues' duty were to help remain peace and order - there's no way they'd be okay with the murdering of sinners.

Still, the fear and pain she felt for Charlie and Sera's betrayal made her impulsive.

So much so, that she flew past the archangels' secretary and burst through the doors of the meeting room where they were discussing important matters.

The archangel's were shocked to see (Y/N), who had just interrupted their meeting, looking completely disheveled and breathing heavily.

This behavior would normally be unacceptable, and if it were any other seraphim or angel they would be scolded and punished depending on severity of the offense.

But this was their little (Y/N), whose never interrupted their meetings without reason (or when she was a curious infant who somehow wandered in).

Michael stood up from his seat and flew over to his distressed daughter, "(Y/n). What's the matter?".

(Y/n) struggled to catch her breath, her mind and heart racing.

Michael placed his hands on her shoulders, "Deep breathes, sweetheart. Try to calm down". He gently cooed at her trying to help her find her breath and calm her nerves.

When (Y/N) had finally caught her breath she looked up at her father staring right into his eyes, "Did you know?".

Michael furrowed his brows confused, "Know what, sweetheart?".

(Y/N) took a deep breath before looking at him with sorrowful eyes, "About the exterminations."

Michael and the other archangels' were even more confused than before, "What exterminations?".

"The exterminations of the human souls in Hell."

The archangels' eyes widened in shock and disbelief. Michael looked down at his daughter with slight sternness, "What do you mean?".

(Y/N) went on to tell them all about what had happened at the trial from Charlie's hotel, Angel Dust, Sera's betrayal, to Adam's threat towards her cousin.

To say the archangels' were pissed would be a gross understatement.

How dare Sera and Adam play God and order such an atrocity right under their noses - and for it to be going on this long!

They were embarrassed to have been so ignorant.

Michael felt very uneasy about (Y/N)'s interaction with the Princess of Hell.

Yes, he had been aware his brother had birthed a child in Hell and hadn't seen an issue of (Y/n) of knowing as he was confident the two would never meet.

Well, that back fired horribly.

He couldn't discuss that with (Y/N) right now because, other than letting curiosity get the better of her once again, she hadn't done anything wrong.

She was clearly out of sorts with worry. She didn't need anything else but reassurance and comfort.

"Thank you for telling us. Don't worry, we'll be sure to handle this," Michael said trying to comfort his daughter.

"B-But, Charlie," (Y/N)'s breathing spiked, "A-Adam threatened t-to, to!". Tears flowed down to her red cheeks, her eyes red and puffy.

Michael gently shushed her wiping her tears, "Calm down, sweetie. We'll handle everything, especially Adam. Just go to your room and try to relax. I'll tell the staff to get you some tea."

(Y/N) shook her head, "B-But I need to help Charlie. I-I need to do something -,"

"No." Michael's tone was stern but gentle. "This is for the higher ranking angels to handle and you're too emotional right now to think clearly. Let us take care of this."

"Listen to your father, (N/N)." Azrael said his grin more menacing than usual. "And don't fret over Adam, we'll make sure to deal with him personally."

The other archangels' agreed without question. Adam wouldn't get away with making their precious niece cry.

(Y/N) realized her father was right, she was too emotional right now.

She was in no condition to deal with this as she was.

After saying goodbye to her family, (Y/N) went to her room to try and calm down.

Feeling completely exhausted and emotionally drained, (Y/N) passed out the second her head hit her pillow.

The next day (Y/N) woke up later than usual and saw a note on her beside table.

It was from her father telling her not to worry about her duties that day and to just rest.

(Y/N) was grateful to her father, but she was so restless about the trial and the upcoming extermination.

She got ready for the day and went down into the courts archives.

Maybe there was something she could use in the courts records to help Charlie.

Since she was a stenographer, a seraphim, and Michael's daughter no one questioned her being there.

In fact, many of the simps angels there were more than happy to help her.

(Y/N) declined most of their help, not wanting to garner unnecessary attention to what she was looking for or why.

She continued doing this for days making sure to cover her tracks so her father and uncles didn't catch wind of her little excursions.

Which was why most of them were in the dead of night.

She hadn't heard a word of what her father or uncles' were going to do about the exterminations.

But the times she's seen Adam and Lute, the two were still their cocky and douchey selves.

So, she knew the extermination was still on.

Why?

Why haven't the archangels' done anything yet?

What were they waiting for?

A small part of her wondered if they ended up agreeing with Sera and Adam and wanted to keep the exterminations on, but she quickly pushed those thoughts aside.

The archangels' duty was to follow the laws of Heaven, and the exterminations clearly went against that.

There's no way they'd be okay with keeping it going.

Still. . . they weren't working fast enough.

The month was almost over.

So, she continued researching wanting to find anything that would prove Sera and Adam wrong about Hell and prove Charlie's hotel worked or could work.

One night while everyone had turned in, (Y/N) snuck into the ancient archives - court records that dated over billions of years ago.

Maybe there was something in the older court records she could use.

She spent hours going through file after file, pulling out possible references to use, and making piles based on the dates.

The long hours started to get to her, the bags under her eyes more prominent with each passing minute.

Without realizing, her eyes lids shut and she slowly drifted to the side accidently knocking over a large pile she hadn't checked yet.

*THUD*

The sound of the falling files scared her awake.

"Oh shit!"

(Y/N) rubbed her eyes awake before going over to the scattered files. She really hoped no one had heard that thud.

As she was gathering all of the loose documents, there was one file folder that caught her eye. Labeled on the tab was 'Morningstar vs Heaven'.

Morningstar? That was Charlie's last name but this file was in one of the older court piles meaning this file was about -

"Lucifer. . .".

She's never read her uncle's trial record before. . . but if he was anything like Charlie then maybe there was something in those documents that could help her prove her cousin's dreams and beliefs.

After all, it was because of Lucifer's desire and dreams to show humanity free will that gifted humans the ability to dream and choose to be better.

She knew her father would frown at her view on Lucifer, but she had always thought there might have been some merit behind her uncle's choices.

She started to collect the documents, sometimes glancing over certain parts that caught her attention. However, as she was going through the files she saw something in one of the documents that she had never expected to see.

"I-Is that. . . my name? W-Why would my name be in Lucifer's court record?". (Y/N) bit her lip deciding if she should look through it or not.

In the end she decided to go through with it and read the document. It was probably nothing, just her mind playing tricks on her. She had been up for hours, after all.

However, the moment her eyes scanned through each line her heart dropped into her stomach.

Sera: Take the child.Court angels: (takes the infant (Y/N) Morningstar from the arms of her parents, Lucifer Morningstar and Lilith)

"P-Parents?".

The rest of the documents recounted Lucifer and Lilith's guilty verdict, their sentencing to Hell, and the courts final proceedings.

(Y/N) wanted to refuse everything she had read, wanting to call it all lies.

But stenographers, especially in Heaven, cannot lie when recording. The magic imbedded within the typewriter wouldn't allow it.

Still, it just couldn't be true. . . Maybe this was another (Y/N), one she's never met. There was no way it was talking about her.

However, before (Y/N) could attempt to convince herself even more she noticed one final document lying on the floor. She recognized what kind of document it was immediately.

It was a Heavenly Ordinance.

She slowly reached for the golden paper and started to read it.

"By Heavenly decree, it is now ordered that all residents, and new ones to come, are forbidden from tempting humanity or breaking Heaven's rules. All residents must obey and turn from all misguided thoughts, dreams, and or endeavors. All violators will receive punishment. It is also ordered that the Heavenborn seraphim, (Y/N) Morningstar, is now under the care of the Seven Virtues; specifically Archangel Michael Demiugros. The infant's name will be changed to (Y/N) Demiugros. The child will have no connection to Lucifer Morningstar and Lilith, and will be told Michael Demiugros is her father/parent who crafted her from stardust. All Heavenly residents aware of the child's true lineage are forbidden from speaking on the matter. All violators will be punished severely."

(Y/N) felt like she couldn't breath.

Her hands were shaking, her heart pounding in her chest.

Oh, God.

She wanted to deny it and believe all of this was some sick prank.

But even she knew no one in Heaven would dare fake writing a Heavenly Ordinance, let alone play such a cruel prank or joke.

Besides, the Heavenly Seal at the bottom of the document was proof of its authenticity.

Heaven would never allow a fake to be placed with the court records.

It took a while for her to calm down.

Looking at the clock mounted on the wall, she saw how late it was.

The court angels who had the early morning shift would be here in two hours.

Wiping the tears that had gathered in her eyes, she used her magic to help clean up her mess and put all of the documents back into their original places - except for one.

When she started to put Lucifer's file away, she stared at the ordinance.

She paused for a moment before folding it up and shoving it into her pocket.

After everything was put away (Y/N) went back to her room with her mind buzzing and heart racing.

She woke up five hours later to the sound of her alarm.

She felt absolutely exhausted.

At first she thought it had all been a dream, a really bad dream.

But when she checked her pockets and pulled out the folded up golden paper, she knew it wasn't.

She was heartbroken.

The feeling of betrayal and hurt plaguing her soul.

Why?

Why did they lie to her?

Why did they do all of this?

Now everything made sense.

Why she was so restricted from practically everything.

Why everyone in her family kept her so close and away from any of the higher seraphim duties.

Why she really looked like Lilith. . .

To top it all off, the person she had believed to be her father this whole time was actually her uncle.

She truly didn't know how to feel, and she wondered if Charlie knew.

Probably not given how shocked the Hellborn had been to hear she had a 'cousin'.

Though, now she knew why she felt such a strong connection to Charlie.

They were sisters.

And if Charlie hadn't known about her, she doubted Lucifer or Lilith did.

She wondered what else Heaven has lied to her about.

. . . Did they even love her?

If she really was the spawn of the ones who damned humanity, did they only keep her for their own benefit?

Have they actually hated her this entire time?

These thoughts brought tears to her eyes.

The rest of the day as she continued on with her duties, she thought back to her family and her newly discovered ones.

Whenever she interacted with her family in Heaven, she did her best to keep up appearances.

There was no way to tell what would happen if they found out what she knew.

So, she decided to bite her tongue.

No matter how much she wanted to scream and cry.

She wondered if they were even going to do anything about the exterminations.

She was starting to doubt it since she hadn't heard anything new; though, would they even tell her?

And Adam and Lute were as smug as ever.

That made her angelic blood boil.

Did they really hate Lucifer, Charlie, her, and sinners so much that they would allow this atrocity to continue?

Even though it went against everything Heaven stood for?!

No.

(Y/N) wouldn't stand for this.

If she was going to help Charlie, she would have to take matters into her own hands.

Luckily, Michael and her other uncles' taught her basic combat.

Hopefully that would at least help her fed off a few exorcists.

The next few days leading up to the extermination, (Y/N) secretly stole some angelic armor and weapons.

She eavesdropped on Adam and Lute trying to find out their plans and the exact time of the extermination.

She even continued to gather information for Charlie to help prove her hotel could work.

She acted as she usually did in front of others to avoid suspicion.

She planned to sneak out the night before the extermination to help Charlie and her hotel prepare for the fight.

She was a little nervous about seeing her newly discovered sister, and possibly her biological father, but she knew she would have to suck it up and wait until after the battle was over.

The morning before the extermination, (Y/N) felt more than prepared - she had everything she needed before tonight.

Everything was going according to plan.

"What seems to be the problem here?" Michael asked the court angel who seemed to be a bit out of sorts.

"W-Well, sir, there seems to be a document missing from one of the court records".

Michael rose a brow, "Okay? Which records?".

"U-Um. . . one of the ancient records, sir."

'Ancient records?'

Michael's brows furrowed - why would a document be missing from one of the oldest records in Heaven? Hardly anyone uses or reads them. They're mainly there as historical records now.

"Strange. . . Which record was it then?"

The court angel gulped, "U-Um. . , i-it-"

Michael glared slightly annoyed, "Just say it!"

"I-It was from Lucifer Morningstar's, s-sir!"

Michael's eyes widened, "Lucifer's?"

"Y-Yes, sir. We noticed some of the court records had been a little out of place the past couple of days, but thought nothing of it as everything was neatly put back. But this morning one of the court angel's found a feather between Lucifer's record, and when they opened it they saw one of the documents inside was missing."

Michael frowned, "Which document?"

". . . The Heavenly Ordinance, sir."

'The Heavenly Ordinance? Why. . . Why would anyone take that?'

"This was the feather that was found inside the court record."

The court angel presented Michael a singular feather. It was beautiful and the design looked very familiar -

Michael's breath hitched as he looked closely at the feather. He snatched the feather out of the court angel's hand looking at it even closer.

'No, no, no - it can't be!'

Without another word Michael flew out of the room leaving very confused and concerned court angels'.

'There's no way! She cannot possibly know!'

Lost in his own frantic thoughts, Michael failed to notice a certain archangel in his path, and proceeded to crash right into him.

"Woah, Michael! What's the rush?" Azrael asked wincing from the impact.

Michael looked at his brother, fear in his eyes, "Azrael. I-It's terrible. . . (Y-Y/N). . . S-She-"

"(Y/N)? Did something happen to her?" Azrael asked worried. He's never been his brother so distressed before.

"S-She. . . She knows."

Azrael furrowed his brows, "'Knows?' Knows, what?"

"About Lucifer. . . the truth about Lucifer and Lilith."

Michael proceeded to tell Azrael the events that happened taken place in the courts archives.

"That's strange," Azrael hummed. "Just as strange as the report I just got that some angelic armor and weapons are missing."

Azrael saw Michael's expression morph into one of absolute horror and waved his hands trying to dismiss his brother's thoughts, "But it could all just be a coincidence!".

Placing his hands onto Michael's shoulders, Azrael looked into his eyes, "Michael. You know (Y/N). As curious as she is, she's not reckless or stupid. She knows her place in Heaven and wouldn't dare ruin that. Have more faith - after all, you are the one who raised her."

Michael calmed his nerves as he listened to his brother's advice. He's right. (Y/N) was raised right and she would never do something that would jeopardize her place in Heaven. Someone else had to have misplaced the document, armor, and weapons.

. . . Still. . .

He couldn't shake off the ugly feeling in his gut.

Hours had passed and it was now late into the night.

To everyone around her (Y/N) was her normal graceful, polite, and dutiful self.

Almost like she hadn't been stressed out the entire month worrying for her cousin, who she recently discovered was actually her sister, and finding out her entire life has been a total lie.

She really played the part of the obedient seraphim quite well.

But right now, she was anything but.

Right now she was the sleep deprived heartbroken, scorned girl who no longer knew who she was or who she could trust here.

But, she was going to find out.

While the rest of the castle was asleep, (Y/N) changed from her night gown into light but durable angelic armor.

She wore her long blonde hair in a high ponytail and carried a long angelic spear on her back (along with a few angelic daggers and a whip on her hips).

Once ready, she quietly unlocked her balcony door trying to make as little noise as possible.

She could feel her nerves shake.

She's never been in a real fight before.

She knew what she was doing was dangerous; and if found out, could lead her into a world of trouble.

Looking back behind her she glanced over her room.

Her eyes landing on a picture frame found sitting on her vanity.

It had a photo of when she was little.

In it she was hugging Michael with her favorite duck plushie in her arms.

They both had such big smiles.

Sadness filled her heart as tears pricked her eyes.

Had it all been a lie?

Well. . . either way, she would find out later.

Charlie needed her right now.

She smiled sadly at the duck plushie laying in her bed silently wishing for luck.

Steeling her nerves, (Y/N) internally prepared herself for the battle ahead.

What she wasn't prepared for was to come face to face with Michael the moment she turned around.

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Y/n stared at the scene unfolding before her, the person she loved the most, the person whom she hoped to spend her life with, the person who she would do anything for and helped him with all of the things he had wanted to do. holding someone else in his arms. She stood in their podium, her hands on her chest, feeling her world crumble beneath her.

"Lucifer morningstar, you are given a chance to repent to your sins. Choose wisely, child of God, to stay or to leave." Lucifer clutches Lilith in his arms, protecting her while glaring into the elder angels. "Very well." Y/n widens her eyes, not believing that he chose a human, instead of her.

she stood in the podium defeated as she looked at lucifer one last time. he was looking at her, whispering sweet nothings while caressing her hair. she only wished to have him do that to her one day, even if it was a mere delusion of hers.

while he was assuring Lilith, he then turned to y/n, he widens his eyes, seeing the seraphim that was made for him in a state of dispair. he stopped talking, his breathing got faster as the elder angels, about to cast them out. "Wait!!" Lucifer yelled out, his hand reaching out for y/n, but y/n refused to looked at him and she turns away, as the holy light cast them away.

"what do you mean dad? why can't you come outside?" Lucifers' daughter, Charlie morningstar asked him. extermination day was officially cancelled for good and The elder Angels finally agreed with the redemption Hotel. "Because! those angels are my "used to be closed friends" I don't wanna face them." Lucifer burries his face in his pillow.

the thing about the elders agreeing is that, charlie decided to host a celebration in hell for the Angels and all of hell for the redemption hotel being a success. to which, to lucifers dismay, he will unfortunately be seeing his brother and former partner, Michael and Y/n. lucifer groans as he peaks at charlie, who had this puppy eyes as she stared at her father. "fineeee, I'll go downstairs.." charlie sqeals and dragged lucifer out the room "you won't regret this dad! this will be super fun!"

Y/n was standing beside Michael talking about the hotel, drink in hand, to which, she only viewed as a prop, she wouldn't want to drink hell's alcohol anyways. "Hell has been different, it's more lively.." y/n said making Michael chuckle, "Yes indeed, it's very different from before, it's more city like and the views are quite relaxing." "Minus the killing of those unredeemable sinners" y/n joked which made the two laugh.

"well, what a beautiful sight to see, hello my beautiful angel." Alastor greeted and took y/n's hand and kissed it, y/n blushed alittle and giggles "Pleasure, I see you're alastor? the radio demon." Alastors smile widens, "why ofcourse, have you heard one of my Radio shows?" alastor said in a teasing tone, "Not quite, but I should know all of hell's citizen to make sure who to redeem." y/n teased back making alastor chuckle, "you are quite intriguing my dear!~" y/n giggles, "oh! this is michael, my bestfriend." y/n quickly introduces Michael to alastor and shook michales hand, "Pleasure to meet you, alastor, Seems like you guys finally noticed me~" Michael teased the two making them chuckle, "Sorry, Michael, This fellow has great charisma."

while the three of them chat, Lucifer arrives at the scene, with charlie, who left him to go see vaggie. He looked around and saw the scene infront of him, Michael, y/n and alastor, chatting oh so happily. lucifer's eye twitch alittle as he watches the scene before him unfolds. hearing y/n laugh with alastor joking around and michael also laughing with them. it felt like deja vu when the three of them would talk about their dreams and joke around with eachother.

he felt like he was being replace by alastor while the three of them are talking. so, without thinking, lucifer walked over. "HEYYY BITCHES!!-- ahem, I mean heyy, old friends! haha.. fancy.. seeing you guys here!" lucifer said awkwardly, metally slapping himself in the face for yelling instead of greeting them normally, y/n and michael stared at lucifer before smilling awkwardly, "heyy, lucifer, how uhmm.. how are you?" michael started making lucifer perk up, "well, uhhh, I'm quite alrightt, managing hell and such is uhh great, pretty great!" the four of them stood there in quiet as the music plays in the background and the chattering of other people could be heard.

"soo, as I was saying, cannibal town has one of the best dress store I could find, and you my dear, you most certainly love them!" alastor breaks the silence, making y/n smile, "oohh, I would love to visi-" "Oh hoo hooo! cannibal town isn't really THAT safe y/n, and I KNOW some prettier dresses right here in pentagram city!" lucifer butts in, cutting off y/n while holding her hand. "luci-" "and I know that old fashion isn't really your style ever since we were young and I KNOW that you love those pretty aesthetic clothing like those softcore or whatever and I KNOW the perfect plac--"

"lucifer!" y/n called out, making lucifer shut up, y/n breathes in and out and smiles at him, making his heart skip a beat. "Lucifer, I'm not that fond of softcore anymore, I love those vintage style dresses and my taste won't stay the same you know.." y/n said sighing. "oh.. well, in that case, I know this very nice place with-" "please, I know you're trying to connect again but you don't have to buy me dresses.." y/n said softly and took lucifers hands. "I only want to talk to you, how was your life here and... how are you and lilith." y/n said sadly.

lucifer looks at y/n in shocked and felt tears forming in his eyes. he closes his eyes and shooks his head, he then pulls y/n into a tight embrace. "I'm sorry I left.." "it's alright, atleast you were happy with lilith." y/n said softly as she pulls away from the hug. lucifer then sigh and looks at her, he scratches the back of his head and looked away embarrassed, "yeah.. about that..." lucifer trails off making y/n confuse.

"the thing is..... I could never find anyone who could Love me like you.."

[scekrex]

𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ʙʏ @ᴄᴀꜰᴇᴋɪᴛꜱᴜɴᴇ

ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ꜰᴏᴄᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʟᴏɢᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴅᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ

ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍꜱ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ:

ʜᴀᴢʙɪɴ ʜᴏᴛᴇʟ

ʜᴇʟʟᴜᴠᴀ ʙᴏꜱꜱ

ꜰɪᴠᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴀᴛ ꜰʀᴇᴅᴅʏ'ꜱ

ᴅᴇᴀᴅᴘᴏᴏʟ

x-ᴍᴇɴ

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ:

ᴀᴅᴀᴍ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀᴅᴀᴍꜱᴀᴘᴘʟᴇ)

ᴠᴏx (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ʙʟɪᴛᴢ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴄʜᴀᴢᴡɪᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴜʀᴍᴀɴ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ ᴀꜰᴛᴏɴ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ꜱᴘʀɪɴɢᴛʀᴀᴘ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴀꜰᴛᴏɴ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ʟᴏɢᴀɴ ʜᴏᴡʟᴇᴛᴛ/ᴡᴏʟᴠᴇʀɪɴᴇ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴡᴀᴅᴇ ᴡɪʟꜱᴏɴ/ᴅᴇᴀᴅᴘᴏᴏʟ (x ᴍᴀʟᴇ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴘᴏᴏʟᴠᴇʀɪɴᴇ)

ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱꜰᴡ & ɴꜱꜰᴡ.

ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

ᴀᴅᴀᴍꜱᴀᴘᴘʟᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ ᴀꜰᴛᴏɴ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

ꜱᴘʀɪɴɢᴛʀᴀᴘ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴀꜰᴛᴏɴ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

ᴅᴇᴀᴅᴘᴏᴏʟ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

ᴡᴏʟᴠᴇʀɪɴᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

[hunterwritesstuff]

Adam x fem overlord reader, who’s shorter then him, (before fall Adam) and he’s just super possessive and protective so much so that he set up a task team to kill her rivals so she doesn’t have to worry! Hcs and oneshot plz!!!

Gonna do just oneshot, hope that's okay! Hope ya enjoy! :D

"Angelic Assaults."

"What's the damn problem, Michael?!" Adam snapped.

The taller Archangel sighed, shaking his head as he turned over the other's request in his head. "Adam, you know how many hoops we had to jump through for you last time."

Adam growled, a frown growing on his face. "If we do too much, He'll notice something is up." Michael warned.

"I THINK MY GIRLFRIEND IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN-" Adam started, getting cut off.

"Adam, whatever happened to Eve?" Uriel asked. "You were supposed to be with her. Eloping with another woman-a sinner, Hells, and OVERLORD of all things-will draw eyes." He added.

"I don't give two shits!!! I want HER and I want her SAFE and I want it NOW!!" Adam yelled.

"You are acting like a child, Adam. You know we cannot bring much death without questions arising. And I must preserve my own angels for when they are called upon for serious matters, not silly matters of the heart." Azrael signed.

"Maybe you SHOULD start caring, Adam. Do you want your rank and title taken away? Do you want to FALL, Adam?" Michael asked.

"YOU get to dole out your angels for errands all the fucking time!!! Why is it any different when I ask?!?" Adam demanded.

"It is different because they are MY ANGELS, Adam. I can ask them to do as I please. They never slaughter, they never maim. They never do as you are requesting of them to do." Michael scowled, narrowing his eyes.

Adam groaned, dragging his hands down his face. "You're being a pain in the ass, Mike!!" Adam snarled.

"You cannot change our minds on this, Adam. You may be the first man, but you have no power over us." Uriel informed.

Adam paused a moment. Yes. Yes he did. He did have power over them. He had control over them. He had knowledge that nobody else in Heaven outside of the Archangels did.

"...then I suppose you wouldn't mind people learning about Raph?" Adam asked coyly, the others' eyes widening, stepping back.

"Shut up. The walls here are thin." Michael warned.

"Adam, you cannot use such a situation lightly." Uriel scowled.

"What? I'm sure Heaven would LOOOOOOOOOVE to hear that you-" Adam paused, taking a deep breath. "SENT RAPHAEL TO TH-" He started, raising his voice to be fairly loud.

"KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN." Michael hissed.

"How many men do you need?!" Uriel asked desperately.

Adam smirked. This would be easy.

[hoomandoescosplay]

Fallen Angel | Alastor x Reader

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

[annwe24]

MICHEAL X ANGEL!READER

Summary: Despite your very best effort, Micheal never shows any interest in you.

Artist: https://x.com/kkongchi06

Being a child of the Goddess of Love has its perks. Your beauty has never failed to lead many angels to their demise - being trapped in a one-sided love. You have trapped yourself in a one-sided love too. Many of your sisters’ lovers come and go like course meals, their names have never quite made it past the third time. You wish it were the case for you. Despite having attracted so many angels, no one has quite left such an impression on you. Love is one of commitment and a yet to be understood concept, even its creator struggles to explain her own creation. Thus, that view of yours has obscured your path of love to angels and seraphims alike.

You cannot explain why you're experiencing such feelings right now. Standards or beliefs cannot steer your gaze away from the archangel sitting piously in the court. Despite many failed attempts to approach him, the farthest you can get is an uninterested glance. You just wish his gaze would be bothered to notice yours for once.

I’ve been getting reports about the worrying trends of divorces on Earth. I would like to hear an explanation from their supervisors.

Perhaps this is the only time his gaze would be more charming if it diverted elsewhere but you. Ones of discipline and anticipation. Standing up nervously, you choose your words wisely:

Allow me to answer, sir Micheal. Cupids have been more ploy with their tactics, trying to hide away from our guidance. It doesn't help that some of my sisters felt ill, thus, adding more onto each of our workload. I sincerely hope to receive one more month to reverse the damage done.

You can sense his frustration by the way his eyes bore into you. Insignificance fails to describe the state you're feeling.

Very well then. I expect nothing but hard work and better results. Y/n, I would like to have a word with you in private. Micheal says with a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

You are accustomed to this kind of treatment. Something goes wrong, Micheal gets mad, you get scolded. It's one of the perks of being the oldest. Such irony of a joke doesn't even feel hilarious anymore, at least for these days.

...

The dreadful echoes of your footsteps make the long corridor even more threatening. If there is something scarier than being fallen, it would definitely be an angry Michael. Your hand shakily reaches for the intricate doorknob, wanting nothing more to get back to take care of your sisters.

Welcome in.

H-hi.

Your eyes desperately look somewhere but him. Even when walking towards the chair, the floor still has your utmost attention. Shifting uncomfortably, you curse at yourself for looking so stupid in front of the Prince of Heaven. A clearing of his throat brings you back into reality.

Let me get straight to the point. I want those pesky cupids of yours to be dealt with in less than 2 weeks.

E-excuse me?

Your anxiety is now shifting to confusion and disbelief. Is this some kind of game? However, his expression is saying otherwise:

You heard me right. I had foreseen the possibility of you not doing exactly to my favor…

His voice becomes distant, so far away. You cannot bring yourself up to even care about this pointless conversation anymore.

That is why I called you to talk in private. I am willing to hear all your reasoning…

This is expected. You think to yourself. Although, it's more of an assurance to calm yourself. You can almost feel the stress of the two weeks ahead. Being put under his scrutiny for countless times, Micheal’s attitude at work (at least to you) never fails to make you feel lost. Exhausted.

Either way, I’m quite convinced that nothing can change…

Why is it always you? Why is it always about your work? Why do you even like him? He’s been nothing but a burden, nothing more nothing less. Yet, you find yourself being a moth flying closer to the false alluring light. You cannot take this anymore. You’ve made up your mind. Either settle this right now or the consequences are going back to bite you later.

May I ask you something, Sir?

Michael stops dead in his rambling. After a moment of consideration and curious eyes staring hauntingly at you, he manages to get back to his smug face:

Yes. Yes, you may.

That short sentence sends some kind of chemical to your brain because you were sure you were dead by now. Taking a deep breath, you look straight at his blue orbs:

What's the point of this?

A moment of silence. Suddenly, the sound of your breathing feels too loud and you are aware of how flimsy your hands are. Then, the atmosphere shifts. Micheal smug smile returns as he leans closer, answering with a disturbingly low voice:

Because it's my responsibility to ensure all of Heaven runs smoothly and in accordance with God's reference.

Ah. Right. A responsible person as always. You wonder if he learned those answers by heart. As if reading your mind, his eyebrows show that of annoyance, hands clasping when asking back at you:

Say, I’m still waiting for your response on the important matter.

That's it. You are going to die today.

You're lying.

Fuck. If you're not demoted right now, you certainly will be. Did you regret it? Absolutely. Did it feel good? Absolutely. Maybe this torture will finally-

Oh, so you've noticed.

What?

You stare at him in disbelief. Eyes as wide as a doe. His grin also grows wider, more sinister.

Sweetheart, I don't fucking care about some heartbroken freaks when people are outright dying.

Suddenly, you come into contact with the wall violently. His hand covered the back of your head, preventing the hit.

For someone supposed to be an angel of Love, you are as dense as a book.

Not a single coherent thought is on your mind right now. If anything, you are battling between fighting back or just giving in to him. Excitement somehow finds its way to you. Maybe being trapped against the wall by Micheal isn't that bad.

There you go again, losing focus on such an important matter. Micheal says with a sigh.

That snaps you back to reality. You have to say something. You feel like it's necessary. You feel like if you don't say anything right now, the regret would be unbearable. But, what can you say?

I-I’m sorry, Sir. Am I missing something?

You are going to die. Micheal hasn't said anything but looked at you. Something about his gaze screams defeat.

Tsk.

Soft. His lips are softer than you thought. It feels better too. Never in your wildest dreams did you think you would get to touch his hands. Yet, his hands are now holding your wrists, tracing circles on your back, your waist, literally every inch of your body are being cared for. It is too much, too surreal. Your hands tangle themselves into his hair and hold onto his shoulder for balance. Next thing you know, your back is arching on the desk.

[jalicecookie]

Duck or Treat?

A very Oktober Halloween(ish) Gift for the wonderful @ritualofcirice and her work Hazbin Hotel Imagines and Scenarios Chapter 3 : When Lucifer gave you your fiftieth Duck <3

While going Trick or Treat with Niffty an Halloween, Things not go as planned for you and you´re met with the Question - Duck or Treat.

Trigger Warning: NICU, premature Birth, Fear, Hospital Stay

“But Dazzle would look so cute in that costume” -  a sigh escaped your lips as you demonstratively held up the little ketchup bottle-style costume and put all your persuasion,  into convincing Charlie that Razzle or Dazzle could wear a costume for the annual Halloween. But the two bodyguards of the Princess of Hell were not keen and had hidden somewhere in the hotel.

“And Razzle would wear a matching outfit - ketchup and mustard” -  were your additional words and with a reach into one of the bags on the floor, you conjured up the second costume intended for Razzle.

A Halloween mustard bottle outfit. It would have been such a great combination and in your opinion Razzle and Dazzle already looked cute in general... only the costumes would have made them even cuter.

“Darling? Maybe our demon cat told Razzle and Dazzle that you put the hamburger costume on her and wanted to take her trick or treating with Niffty?”  - Lucifer gently placed a hand on your right shoulder. His words made sense.

“Oh yes, I think Razzle and Dazzle are hiding together with your cat, buuuuut Niffty is already excited, she hasn't talked about anything else for last days” -  Charlie said with a smile and took both of the packed costumes from you.

“Maybe we can use one of the costumes for the baby , when it comes in a few months and celebrates its first Halloween?”  - Charlie changed the subject and your hand automatically went to your Stomach,  resting gently on the fabric of your dress.

“Four more months... maybe I should have dressed up as a duckling, hm Luci?” -  you replied and with one hand you reached for Lucifer's to squeeze it gently.

The duck in the oven surprise was a few months ago and since that, you told almost everyone, the public's focus has been on you, more than ever.

And Charlie and Lucifer's concern for your well-being has increased.

But it's still four months until the birth date.

Nevertheless, the thought of all the holidays and special moments , that you could experience with your baby, the family and Lucifer enchants you. The little girl would be loved and protected by everyone.

"And what are you supposed to portray?" -  came the question from Angel, who had sprinkled a little orange glitter in his hair for Halloween and an upcoming shoot for a Halloween spin-off in Valentino's studio.

"Isn't that obvious?"  - Husk commented from the bar and you smiled at the grumpy bartender. He hadn't dressed up and you had already known it.

"Oh? And what exactly is the not so obvious?" -  Angel countered cluelessly.

“A strawberry” -  was Husk’s answer.

“I thought you were supposed to be a tomato… oh” -  said Lucifer, surprised.

You reached into one of the bags again and a small strawberry handbag and a green hat completed your outfit.

“I was already wearing it , when we went through the entrance to the hotel, but it’s a bit warm here today… but yes, Husk is right. I’m a strawberry for Halloween” - you giggled and it was a simple Halloween costume. But sufficient.

“A pregnant strawberry, how cute!” -  giggled Niffty, who came running into the entrance area of ​​the hotel in her Halloween costume and the sight elicited an amused laugh from you. Charlie, Angel and Husk also had to smile.

Because Niffty had put a lot of effort into her costume. She had sewn it by hand and of course chose a bad boy from the last few decades.

A serial killer costume.

Michael Myers.

She had styled her hair a little messier and the dark suit that was typical for Michael Myers had been changed into a knee-length dark two-piece dress and heels along with one of the kitchen knives, which completed her Halloween outfit.

“Exactly, Niffty… or should I say Michael Myers?” -  you said to Niffty who gave you a proud smile and a few moments later a Halloween bucket appeared in both your free hand and Niffty’s hand.

“Don’t forget to smile Ladies!”,  said Alastor from the reception before he and his shadow wrapped themselves in a dark cloud and disappeared.

“Alastor wanted to record a special podcast for Halloween… unfortunately he’s not coming with us”,  explained Niffty and rustled the bag once.

“Oh, he’s already put some sweets in the bags. How nice of him”, you said happily and heard Lucifer quietly grinding his teeth.

“Could be poisoned and….”

“Daaad! Alastor is really trying to be nice!”

“Char-Char it….”

“Dad! Would he try to poison Niffty or the mother of my little sister and your daughter?”

“No?”

You could hear Lucifer wanting to say something else, but the ringing of his cell phone interrupted him. He let go of your hand, walked a few steps away and talked on the phone for a moment.

“I'm afraid I'll have to join you later... there's a meeting scheduled with my brothers and sisters... I'd really like to skip it, I told Asmodeus and Leviathan , that we wanted to go trick or treating with Niffty and....”  - Lucifer had a pained expression on his face, but you completely understood. He was the king of hell, one of the seven deadly sins, and had obligations and duties that he had to fulfill.

“No problem Luci, we'll take care of ourselves and I think with Michael Myers by my side , nothing can happen to me”,  you said lovingly and gave him a kiss on the cheek. If he has to go to this meeting, then so be it.

Lucifer smiled gratefully and then said goodbye.

You say goodbye to Charlie, who waves to you and Niffty as you leave the hotel, and then you set off with the little cyclops in your Halloween costumes,  to visit the first shops and houses to do the well-known trick or treating.

It was something completely different to on earth.

Treat came first and usually something ends in flames or chaos if you have crappy candy... or don't open the door in the first place.

The children of hell, however, had a special position, got lots of candy and soon Niffty's little bucket was filled with lots of candy, a card for teeth cleaning at a Dentist Place, a poisonous green apple and a bracelet with a spider web design.

You also got a few things as a companion... candy and a saying like - well, pretty strawberry all alone? Niffty had scared the guy when she rang the bell and hit the air with the kitchen knife. She really took her role seriously. You shouldn't underestimate Michael Myers and the Strawberry Duo.

"What about the house? Does it belong to someone?", you nod once to an old building on the outskirts of the city, which was dilapidated and didn't look like it belonged to anyone...but appearances are deceptive, because as soon as you asked the question, a Hellborn with a broad smile appeared on the ground with a little yellow smoke.

"May I recommend our latest scare project to these costumed Halloween visitors? A Hunted House! For just a small entrance fee, there is an almost hour-long tour of scares and horror!", the Hellborn said mysteriously.

"Oh, that sounds exciting. Do you want to do that?", Niffty grabbed your free hand and you couldn't say no.

Maybe it was because of the baby fever,  that was flaring up or because the cyclops was so small, but the pleading expression on Niffty's face triggered something in you that made you nod.

“A haunted house, huh? Let's see if we can scare the ghosts there!” - were your words, and after paying the entrance fee, the spooky fun could begin.

You ignore the slight stomach ache , that makes you grimace when you enter. That's probably from eating sweets. According to Niffty, that's part of a trick or treating trip. And you ate a lot of them as you went from house to house.

The Hellborn hadn't under-promised, the haunted house was much darker and scarier on the inside than it seemed.

There were scare actors, hidden rooms... spooky decorations and something that looked like the shadow of a real ghost.

The goal was to find a way to the exit through the labyrinth of rooms, stairs, secret rooms and hiding places. And it was fun... to get scared and discover the little details of the haunted house... the fog that suddenly appeared enveloped it in an even scarier atmosphere.

Up to the point where you and Niffty parted ways.

A trapdoor had opened under your feet and pulled you down to a lower floor... into the basement and Niffty's outraged cries had been swallowed up by the dark walls of the basement.

Nothing had happened to you when you hit the floor, a mattress had been provided and a few flashlights had been switched on for the visitors to light up the way in the darkness. You weren't afraid. The relationship with Lucifer and moving into the king's castle had given you a little more self-confidence.

When you turned the next corner and met a scar actor in a zombie outfit with one eye hanging out, you were frightened and let out a surprised scream... but you didn't expect the intense stomach pain that brought your body to its knees.

An intense pain took your breath away. For a moment, everything went everything goes black. The colors start to fade and the zombie comes a few steps closer, waving his axe in front of you and making... zombie noises.

"Aaaaaah!"-  you scream, full of fear.

Real fear... something is wrong... your body is clearly signaling that something is wrong... and that it has nothing to do with the haunted house.

When something warm runs down your legs, you are confused... before a new threshold of pain causes you to scream louder, scared and panicked.

Tears form in your eyes and at that moment the scare actor , also realizes that something is wrong and contacts the owner of the haunted house via walkie talkie.

Only when the new wave of pain hits do you guess the reason.

It wasn't the zombie scare actor's great performance... that was premature labor.

But… it was much too early and… you instinctively push… a reaction from your body, while around you quick steps approached the basement… you are now lying on your back on the cold floor… another scream escapes you as your hands search for something to hold on to, but you can’t get a hold of anything, expect the gold ground.

Another contraction causes you to push, the panic and fear for your baby manifests itself in your brain. This isn’t how it should be… you… you… should have four more months left....four months of pure Happyness and looking forward to be a parent....to promise Lucifer he is going to be a good dad, he did a very good job with charlie after all....to have late night Walks in the Park with Lucifer, to kiss him good morning and in renturn he first gaves you a kiss on the forehead, and than a kiss on the stomach for the little baby girl.

It was much too early!

The next wave of pain exhausts you… your vision blurs and you feel, only half awake, how Niffty rushes to your side and grabs your hand, begging you to stay with her… the ambulance is on the way and you would be going to the hospital… but your eyes closed too fast....it went dark too fast.

Bright light blinds you as you open them again. The voices of the nurse and doctors are so loud. Your hand automatically goes to your stomach... your now flat stomach. Where is your BABY!? In a panic, you want to jump up and flee from the hospital bed, but a kind nurse stops you and the doctor treating you takes away your fear.

                                                                            ***

“There we have our patient again, don't worry, her little daughter is fine... she is in an incubator in the premature baby ward of the hospital, we will take her to her right away. Please rest” said the doctor.

She... is alive? Your baby, who was born four months early... survived? Was she okay? What happend to Niffty?

“How... what... and Niffty?”

What had happened to Niffty... was she still in the haunted house?

“Your companion threatened our head doctor, if he doesn't provide the best possible treatment and a single room for you and the baby... he will suffer...a lot” -  was the nurse's answer with a slightly tortured laugh.

“If…if they’re afraid of Niffty, they’re scared of my Partner”

Lucifer would be terribly worried…hopefully he had finished his meeting with the other sins…damn overthinking and people pleasing…another habit of yours.

You were soon taken to your private room and were able to see your baby for the first time.

The incubator frightened you…all the tubes and wires the baby was connected to, the beeping monitors and equipment monitoring her vital signs…the feeding tube that had been put in…the little body rising and falling as she breathed and the fact that she had come into this world too early.

Tears welled up in your eyes and you were scared. Terribly scared.

The nice nurse and doctor, however, assured you that the technological standards and the chances of survival were good, even for hell.

And as the partner of the King of Hell, you would take extra good care of Mother and baby.

You were told what to look out for, how important it was that no germs got into the incubator and that you should make physical contact with the baby as soon as possible, talk to her a lot, sing to her...caring for you and your premature baby , would be unusual for both of you...but you were in good hands.

Your body, after you had assured yourself that the heart rate on one of the screens remained constant...craved rest...and you dared to go into a restless sleep. Sleep that your body desperately needed.

Several hours later, you were woken up by the gentle sounds of an all too familiar violin.

Lucifer sat by the baby's incubator and hummed the song - Hush little Baby  - quietly accompanied by the music on the violin.

Another reason besides the hormones and the event that caused your inner dams to collapse and made you start to cry.

Silent…quietly just so as not to interrupt your partner's beautiful violin playing…but Lucifer notices it and is quickly at your side…apologizes to you so many times, even though he has done nothing wrong.

He is super careful, gives you several gentle kisses on the cheek and head of hair and swears to make the owner of the Haunted House suffer for putting you into premature labor.

“Luci….my Love, I don’t think it was the Haunted House’s fault….there are many reasons for a premature birth….we’ll be fine….will you stay with us….just a little bit, please Luci? I….am scared”, you whisper and grab your partner’s hands.

Lucifer stayed overnight.

The King of Hell had slept in a chair and you had woken up in a panic almost every time the machines used to monitor your daughter’s vital functions started beeping loudly.

Something else you’ll have to get used to…future false alarms,  from the technical equipment while your baby is sleeping peacefully.

The nurses and the doctor treating you,  are doing their best to take away your fear and worry...but mother and baby still have to stay in the hospital for a while...and it will be almost two weeks before Charlie and Vaggie can visit the intensive care unit.

"Naaaaaaw, she's so small and cute! Look at her Vaggie!", -  cooed Charlie and could hardly tear himself away from the incubator and quietly talk to her little sister in baby talk , while Vaggie stood next to her partner.

Now that your body was feeling a little better, you sat down on one of the armchairs on Lucifer's lap and laid your head on his shoulder.

Your partner had been with you as often as possible at night, trying to support you where he could...and of course placed the large - congratulations it's a girl - gift basket from Ozzie and Fizzy in the room.

The sympathy for the birth of the other deadly sins was so heartwarming and the congratulations cards from the hotel residents, had made you cry tears of joy.

The public knew nothing about the premature princess. Lucifer, together with Queen Bee and Charlie, had silenced the media for the time being... you should enjoy and use the few weeks of peace that you still have left... because media hype and photos for the press were out of place.

"We don't have a name yet but... her middle name should be Charlotte" -  you say and snuggle up to Lucifer, who lovingly strokes your hair. Which causes Charlie to let out an even more touched naaaaaw.

"Babe, we still have something for mother and child remember?", said Vaggie after another fifteen minutes in which Charlie had only looked devotedly at the sleeping baby in the incubator.

"Oh yes, of course... surprise!"  - Charlie handed you a small bag.

You recognized the logo of the Halloween outfitter immediately.

Curiously, you reached into the bag and were able to pull out a set of three Halloween costumes.

"But these are..."

“Duck family costumes!” - Lucifer finished your sentence enthusiastically.

“Then you have a mama duck, daddy duck and baby duck for the coming next years Halloween!” -  Charlie listed enthusiastically.

You didn't miss the fact that the princess' eyes started to light up when you said the word baby. Well, sounds like if someone start to get baby fever?

“Thanks Charlie and Vaggie... it's perfect!” -  you thanked him and Lucifer also expressed his thanks.

“Then we already have a theme for the next year coming Halloween” -  you said and looked lovingly at the baby duck costume... it would be a long time before your baby would fit into it.

“No haunted houses for the both you!”  - Lucifer said seriously straight away.

You give him a loving kiss on the mouth and add the following sentence.

“I was thinking more of something like - Duck or Treat?”

                                                 THE END

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Fear Of The Known

Lucifer x Fem!Angel!Reader

|Chapter Nineteen|

Y/n was gently awoken by the soft caress of Lucifer's fingertips at her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes, smiling upon seeing him. Lucifer looked down at her with a warm grin, his voice was just as soft as his touch when he spoke.

"Good morning, dear. Sorry to wake you so early but, I wanted to ask you something." Y/n let out a soft but short yawn before rising to a sit. "Yes?" She asks, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes. "Charlie has been wanting for her and I to have a 'daddy-daughter breakfast.' We haven't done one in a while, and, Charlie wants to invite you to join us."

"Oh? Are you sure?' Y/n asks. She wouldn't want to intrude whilst Lucifer and Charlie were currently trying to repair their relationship. "More than." Said Lucifer. "You wouldn't want to miss out on my world famous pancakes, would you?"

Y/n chuckles lightly. "Alright. Just let me get ready." She stands from the bed and stretches her arms out. "We'll be in the gardens, join us when you're ready." Lucifer tells her before leaving the room, giving her privacy to start her day.

First, Y/n hopped in the shower. After she brushed her teeth, fixed her hair, put on one of her more casual dresses, and hurried down to the hotel lobby. As she entered, she was greeted by Angel Dust.

"Heya Y/n." He walks over to her. "What's got you up so early?"

"Lucifer wanted me to join him for breakfast in the gardens." Y/n's answer made Angel smirk. "You're getting awfully close to ol' Luci. Come on, when are you two gonna get together already?"

"Angel, please." Y/n hushes him. "It's not like that, Charlie will be there too."

"Please." Angel rolls his eyes. "I see the way you two look at each other. Everyone can, doll. It's obvious you love each other, so why not do something about it?" Y/n was silent for a brief moment.

"It's...a bit more complicated than that." She murmurs. "Oh yeah?" Angel crosses his arms, not buying it. "I mean it, Angel." Y/n tells him before giving a quick look around. She then speaks quietly.

"I do love him. But, it's not like I can just tell him that. I mean, Lucifer had been with Lilith for thousands and thousands of years. She is the mother of his child. I can never take her place. And...he still kept the ring. It's clear he still loves her. So...It's best if we just remain friends."

"I dunno. I haven't seen shortie treat anyone like he does you. He practically worships the ground you walk on. And let's not forget, you both are putting yourselves at risk with Heaven just because you two couldn't stand to be apart. If that ain't love, I dunno what is!" Angel continues. "Trust me, he's just as smittin' for you as you are about him. Now, go get you some!"

"Good day, Angel!" Y/n walks ahead briskly, ignoring the arachnid's laughter as she grew further away.

Y/n made it to the garden, Lucifer and Charlie were there in the gazebo waiting for her. "Hi, Y/n." Charlie greets her. "I'm so glad you could join us this morning."

"I'm glad you invited me, thank you." Said Y/n as she steps up into the gazebo and took a seat next to Lucifer. The three shared a nice breakfast together and talked about nothing in particular. But every now and then, Charlie and Lucifer would recall moments of doing things similar to this in the past.

Y/n could only imagine how they were some years ago. A small, but happy family, making the best of their lives in the worst place to be. Telling how Lucifer and Charlie spoke, there was no doubt that the love they all had for each other was strong.

And as happy as Y/n was to know that Lucifer had such a strong bond with his daughter and ex-wife, she could help but feel a twinge of ache in her heart.

"Oh, Y/n I meant to ask." Charlie's voice snapped Y/n out of her thoughts. "Mine and Vaggie's anniversary is this week, and I was hoping you could help me find something super nice for her."

"Are you sure you want me to help you? You know Vaggie far better than I do." Said Y/n. Charlie simply nods. "Yeah, well, I always have trouble picking out just one thing. And that's what Vaggie made me promise this time." She continues.

"Last year, I couldn't decide so I eventually ended up buying up almost the entire shop. Needless to say, Vaggie was a bit overwhelmed. So, she made me promise, just one gift from each of us this year. But I've been back to the shop ten times already, and I still can't decide!"

"Well, if you really think I can help, then yes. I'll go with you." Charlie jumps up from her chair and hugs Y/n tight. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Y/n chuckles and hugs her back. She glances over at Lucifer, who had a pleased look on his face.

"I'll go grab my wallet and we can go!" Charlie hurries off before Y/n could get another word in.

"I'm glad you two are getting along." Said Lucifer after Charlie was out of earshot. "I am too. Charlie is one of a kind, you know?" Said Y/n. "She really makes the best of the worst. It's very admirable. You raised her well."

Lucifer chuckles, leaning back in his seat. "I had nothing to do with that. Charlie's just...well, like you said. One of a kind. I don't know what I'd do without her." Y/n smiled softly and placed her hand on his. "You're a great dad, Lucifer. I hope you know that."

Lucifer only smiled, and gently clutched her hand with his own.

"So there was this cute moth plushie. And then there was a really pretty necklace, so I thought about getting her that. But Vaggie isn't really much of a jewelry person. So then I thought about getting her a new bow. But, then again, she's pretty attached to the one I gave her. It's just...ugh! Why does deciding have to be hard?" Charlie whines lightly.

Y/n and Charlie were walking down the streets of Pride, as Charlie ranted about what she should get her girlfriend for the anniversary. They were on their way back to the hotel, after another uneventful search for a gift.

"Hm...Charlie? Have you thought about, instead of buying something for Vaggie. Maybe you could make her something? Those kinds of gifts always feel more special."

Charlie's eyes lit up, she grabbed Y/n's shoulders. "Y/n! That's perfect!" She says excitedly. "Oh but what should I make?"

"Maybe make her dinner? You can even pick some roses from the garden to give her." Y/n suggests.

"Yeah, I could do that! Thanks, Y/n!" Said Charlie before hugging Y/n tight.

"You don't have to thank me. I know that's just something I would like, if I were in a relationship." Said Y/n as she pats Charlie's back.

"Oh yeah, speaking of." Charlie started. "Are you and my dad like...you know?" Y/n froze, when she did not answer right away, Charlie pulled back to look at her.

"You can tell me, I won't judge." Charlie's words confused Y/n. "You're not upset? I-I mean, we're not but, it's just...I thought you'd be..."

Charlie smiles softly. "Y/n, I want my dad to be happy. And I can tell just how much you mean to him, and how much he means to you." Y/n couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Charlie." Y/n starts. "I do love your father. But, I would never try and replace your mother."

Charlie nods. "I know. Just because my parents are divorced doesn't mean I never want them to try and move on. Y/n, you don't need my blessing or anything. I'm not going to stop either of you from being together."

Y/n felt tears gathering in her eyes. "Oh...Charlie, thank you." Charlie hugs her again. "Besides, everyone has been dying to know what will happen between you guys."

Y/n sighs playfully. "So I've heard." The two separated and continued to walk. Y/n looked up at the sky, she felt as if weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Maybe...maybe it really would be ok to pursue a relationship with Lucifer.

She's loved him for so long, and was just too blind to see it. But now...now she could finally give in. She could tell Lucifer how much she loved him.

Just as Y/n went to look away from the scarlet sky, something bright caught her attention. She looked over to the Heaven portal, it shined brighter than it had before. Y/n narrowed her eyes, and just then...

Two angels descended from the portal.

Y/n's heart sank into the pit of her gut, she felt her breathing come to a grinding stop. She looked to Charlie.

"Charlie!" She cried. "Run-"

She just barely got the words out before a flash of black whooshed down past her. Y/n's eyes were forced shut as dust gathered in the air, once it cleared, Y/n was met with a horrifying sight.

A large scythe held against Charlie's neck, and the owner of the weapon looking down at her with a malicious grin.

"So, this is the Charlotte Morningstar? Nice to meet you, your majesty." Charlie could hardly process what was happening. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears, she could feel the cold blade of the scythe threatening to pierce the skin of her throat.

"Azrael..." Y/n spoke breathlessly. The angel of death looked at her. "And hello to you to, you little runaway."

Y/n's eyes were focused on the scythe and on Charlie, who was still in shock of what just happened. "Azrael...Please." Y/n said cautiously. "Let her go."

"Let her go?" Azrael repeats. "That entirely depends on what you choose to do next. Isn't that right, Michael?" Y/n heard the soft impact of Michael's landing from behind her. She turned, and was met with The Sword Of God himself.

"Y/n." Michael spoke, his tone just as monotone as his expression. "It's time for you to return to Heaven."

Charlie gasped, she went to make a move, but was quickly stopped by the Azrael as he pressed the scythe ever so slightly into her neck. Charlie growled, her eyes turning a crimson red. "You're not taking her away!"

"Calm down, princess. Wouldn't want to spill any of that royal blood, now would we?" Azrael smirked.

"Enough! You've made your point, let her go!" Y/n demands. "Do you not understand what will happen if you hurt her!?"

"We do." Said Michael. "But that matters very little to us. Lucifer has stolen one of God's angels, and for that, punishment is in order." Y/n gave him a perplexed look. "Punishment? Michael! Charlie has nothing to do with this!" Y/n exclaimed. "And Lucifer, stealing me away? I left on my own! I was not stolen! You know that, I left you a letter!"

A look of anger crossed Michael's face. "Indeed. But Lucifer should know better than anyone, of the laws of Heaven. You may have left on your own, but he kept you down here. And it's clear that you were not in your right mind, seeing as you stayed. You do not belong down here, you are an angel."

"Those laws are part of the reason I left!" Y/n spat. "Heaven and it's people constantly put Lucifer down, and dismissed him and his dreams over and over again. If you and the rest of those angels weren't so cruel, Lucifer would have never been exiled! And I would have never had to run away, just to be with him again." She went on.

"I thought you, Michael, would understand. How it felt to loose someone so dear to you, and never see them again."

"I do understand." Said Michael lowly. "But I can not abandon my responsibilities. I have an entire kingdom of souls to protect. I do miss my brother, but I can not throw away everything just for him. Lucifer had acted against Heaven and God, he knew what consequences he would face for doing so. And now, he is paying for it."

Michael's stare landed on Charlie. "But it seems he still hasn't learned." Y/n's eyes snapped back and forth between Michael and Charlie. "Michael...don't do this." Y/n begged.

"You know what you must do now, Y/n." Michael tells her. Y/n clenched her fists tightly, she exhaled shakily. "Alright, I'll go back."

"Y/n!" Charlie exclaimed. "You can't!"

"Charlie." Y/n started. "You're going to do great things with this hotel. You're going to save many souls, and improve so many people's lives. Never give up on your dream." She turned to face her. "Take care of your father, ok?"

"Y/n!"

Y/n unfolds her wings and flies up into the air, Michael and Azrael were close behind. Charlie could only watch as Y/n grew further and further away, until she disappeared into the Heaven portal.

Y/n was surprised to see that they had teleported to the outskirts of the city. She looked to Michael expectantly. "I'll take it from here, Azrael." He said to the other angel. Azrael nods before flying off into the distant city.

Michael's harden expression weakened slightly as he rose his hand and summoned two pairs of shackles, then turned to Y/n.

"What...what are those for?" Y/n murmured. Michael avoided Y/n's eyes as he spoke. "I'll explain later, please don't make this more difficult than it already is."

Y/n wordlessly rose her wrists, the first pair were placed tight around them. And the next, were clamped around the joints of her wings. She felt the magic that enchanted the shackles. They were made specifically to keep the wearer physically weak, preventing the wearer from struggling.

Michael opened another portal, and aided Y/n through it. She did not need to be told where she was going as she walked through. A long stretch of hall before her, each wall held a cell, each with magically enchanted bars.

Michael lead Y/n to the far end of the hall, and down a stairwell. Eventually they stopped at a medium sized cell, the only thing that kept the room from being completely dark, were enchanted lights resting at the tops of the walls.

Y/n was surprised that the cell wasn't filthy, and filled with rodents or insects of any kind. Michael opened the cell doors, and Y/n stepped inside. She kept her back turned to Michael, and didn't utter a single word. But that didn't stop Michael from speaking.

"As I said, punishment was in order. That scene back there, we never had any intentions on harming Princess Charlotte. However, we needed some leverage. Not to mention she is quite powerful, she would not let us take you without a fight. So really, it was more of a precaution."

Y/n did not respond.

"Y/n, please understand. You are needed here. Heaven has suffered the loss of Adam, an important figure of Heaven. If we loose you so suddenly, and so soon after Adam...It will cause an uproar of panic among the civilians."

Again, Y/n said nothing.

Michael sighed, bringing a hand to his head. "You committed a sin against Heaven by leaving like you did. They wanted to exile you."

Y/n's eyes widen for a second. She opened her mouth to speak, but decided against it.

"I couldn't let them. I couldn't bare to see you suffer that fate. I...I couldn't bare to loose you. So..." There was a hint of pain in Michael's voice as he spoke. "This was the next best option...they wouldn't allow anything else but this. I just..."

"I just hope you can forgive me someday."

When Michael didn't get a response, he sighed, and began to walk away from the cell.

"Won't people start to question where I am?

Y/n's voice caused him to stop in his tracks. Michael's stare fell to the ground. "As far as everyone else knows, you've been promoted. Your new position makes it difficult for you to see anyone outside of the council. Anyone else who wishes to speak to you, must do it by letter."

Y/n fell silent again.

"I'm sorry, Y/n." Michael said quietly before finally walking away and leaving Y/n all alone.

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Lucifer x seraphim!fem!reader

Soulmate arc

Michael is an Asshole

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Lucifer was on edge. 

What is Michael doing here? 

Why Michael of all? The one that hates him more than anything. 

Michael was standing in his home destroying the peace Charlie and you had.

The peace you enjoyed so much that he wanted to keep. 

For the sake of you two.

His inner demon wanted to rip Michael limp from limp.

Its craving to use Michael’s blood to paint the town in pure gold with his blood.

Lucifers feather rustle out of anger.

“You would never pay me a visit Michael. We both know that.” After all it was his Fault.

Michael and Gabriel gave him the Idea to begin with.

And in the end they were the one who let him fall into this personal nightmare.

In hell. 

Lucifer almost lost his life because of them.

Meanwhile confusing was written all over your face. 

Brother? 

Michael? The Arch angel? 

Your brain was working on overload. 

Slowly it started to click. You completely dismissed the thought that Lucifer is an arch Angel.

An offspring from God himself. 

The Soulmate bond let you feel Lucifers rage, and his urge to protect you and his daughter.

It pushes you to stay put and to have faith in him. 

Lucifer was still in a protecting pose to protect you.

He didn’t even realize when he was in front of you.

In a blink of an eye, he saw himself protecting you with his wings. Making them larger and covering you.

What was wrong with him?

Was it because you grew close in these last days, or was there more?

Has he caught feelings for you?

It made sense. Common logic.

His train of thoughts were Interrupted by Michaels speech.

“You’re clever as ever. But I do have to disappoint you. I’m not here for you, but rather for that seraphim behind you.” Michael’s gaze moved from Lucifer towards you. 

His pure blue eyes bored into you, you felt almost naked under his stare.

You fiddled with the hem of your dress hoping it will help with your anxiety that started to build up in your system.

You heard an animalistic growl coming from Lucifer. 

“You better get the fuck away Michael.” 

It is terrifying. Lucifer is terrifying. You should be scared, but you aren’t. 

You found this utterly attractive. 

Lucifers horns were showing in all their might and all you could do was looking at them in awe. 

Michael was still staring at you, Ignoring Lucifers threat.

It fueled Lucifers Anger even more, the lights started to flicker in the hotel. 

Sweat pearled down from Charlie’s face.

She’s never seen her father that pissed before. Not even with Alastor nor Adam.

His eyes showing nothing but crimson red. But he remained calm in front of his older Brother. 

It would’ve scared Michael if he was a mere lower-class Angel or a demon in Hell. 

But he was the Arch Angel Michael, nothing scared him except his father God and Gabriel. 

He started to smirk showing his pearl white teeth, and it settled off you.

Lucifer and Michael looked so similar, same hairstyle, same face.

There was a huge difference between these two though. Michael was cold, his aura was dark and with nothing but anger and Ignorance.

Meanwhile Lucifers Aura was warm, like a hot bath that was pure relaxation. His aura was white and pure.

Maybe it was the bond. But you see a foul soul when there's one.

But one thing they had in common, and that's their pride.

You don’t have a good feeling about this.

He wants something, but what?

What can be so special in here that an Arch Angel comes down here and confronts his brother?

What makes you so special that Michael would come down here?

Michael's predatory gaze was following your every movement making you want to run or plead for your life. 

Lucifer widened his wings shielding you from the other Arch Angel.

You sigh in relief; you don’t want to spend any second longer with Michael's stare.

Not with the way he was looking at you.

Like a treat he could eat for breakfast.

“You should leave.” Lucifer’s eyes never left Michael’s.

All what he did was starting to laugh at Lucifer, “Aww, Little Lucifer protecting a fallen Angel How cute.”

In the next moment Michaels wings spread and he flapped them to create a hurricane like wind blow.

Wind blew softly in your face, Lucifers wings helped that you didn’t fly away from the force. 

With a crash Nifty flew into the alcohol bar, leaving a mess with broken bottles. Husk frowned, “Oh great.”

The whole crew hid behind the staircase to take cover from the Arch Angel.

Michael whistled. “You seem to grow a liking towards that girl.” He pointed at him then at you, “what happened with Lilith? Cheating on her?” Lucifer gritted his teeth and took a step forward. 

He wants to crush Michael skull on this hellish floor. Drawing an abstract painting in pure Gold on a red canvas.

“That’s none of your business.” Michael gasps at him, holding his mouth with his hand. Acting all shocked. 

You could swear Lucifer was ready to bounce on him.

His devil tail flicked dangerously from side to side.

That’s what Michaels want. 

He wants to see Lucifer loses control and letting his guard down. 

He wants to piss his little Brother off. And Lucifer fell for it. His pride is taking over not thinking correctly.

Your feet carried you towards Lucifer, grabbing his shoulder to stop him. “Luci, don’t. That’s what he wants.” 

He didn’t look your way but stopped in his track. 

This disappointed Michael.

Deep.

Usually this works, it always worked. Why not now?

He came here to have fun with you and Lucifer, but you ruined it for him.

“You are listening now to a random bitch?” 

This was the last straw for Lucifer. No one talks to you like that.

Lucifer flew up to get more speed when he flew back down to kick Michael in the stomach. That send Michael flying towards the nearest house.

Leaving nothing but ruins from the building.

Coughing he looked where Lucifer was, nowhere to be seen.

Confused he threw stones in every direction trying to hit Lucifer. 

Lucifer laughed at this useless attempt. “That’s what you’re doing now? Throwing stones? Who's the Bitch now?”

His heart started to race out of fear.

He whipped his head frantic searching for his enemy. 

A howling laugh vibrated through hell and a crash followed it. 

Lucifer punched Michael hard into the floor letting Michael see black for a minute. 

The earth shook under the force making you slump down at the sudden ground movement. 

Michael spit out one of his Paper white teeth, it was covered in golden blood.

Michael realized that Lucifer got stronger and could easily get rid of him.

But that can’t be true, that’s not fair.

“Fuck.” He screamed as he heard Lucifers laugh from joy.

Michael panicked; he still couldn’t see Lucifer anywhere.

He was scared to death. 

Sweat covered his injured now dirty white skin. His golden head piece had a slight crack in it. 

How can I get away from here? 

Then he remembers.  

you. 

You were his compass right now and Michael can use you.

Use you to cause mental damage to Lucifer.

Lucifer stepped out of the dark, stalking slowly forward like a predator to their prey.

Michael crawled back. His hand slipped on a small rock making him fall on his back. 

Lucifer took the opportunity and charged forward. Michael dodged his attack just in time, flying towards your direction in 200km/h. 

Searching for Lucifer in the distance, you saw someone flying towards you.

Your eyes widen in excitement, thinking it is Lucifer. 

You walked slowly towards him, only to see that this is not your Lucifer. 

This Aura, so dark and it was scary.

It was Michael. 

You started to run to the opposite direction, you knew he would catch you easily if he wants to.

But you won’t give up without a fight.

Michael’s hair was all a mess, he looked like a maniac who lost control.

Blood all over his white attire and dirt all over him. 

He grabbed your wrist lifting you up in the air. 

You screamed, kicking your feet all around you. 

For the first time in decades, you seem scared of heights.

Not having wings comes with fear from heights. Not being available to fly when you fell. Getting crushed by gravity wasn’t exactly how you planned on dying. 

Your scream was quickly caught the attention from Lucifer, out of panic he teleported his way to you. 

His tail swayed dangerous from side to side as he looked at the disgusting mutt of a brother holding you up with your wrist. 

Pain and fear were written all over your demeanor and for the first time in this battle he felt scared.

Scared that he’ll do something to you.

Scared that if he interferes, you’ll die.

Michael Shaked you a bit to piss off Lucifer more. As if you were a mere piece of meat laid on display in an auction house.

Meanwhile he swung you around your sleeve of your dress slipped down revealing the apple mark on your wrist. 

As fast as you could, you tried to pull the sleeve back up, but Michael stopped you. 

Michael raised an eyebrow at you, what was your plan?

He took a glance at the thing you tried to hide, and oh did he never forget that mark. 

You share the same mark like him.

Like Lucifer. 

“Really? That’s all the fuss why you’re doing all of this?” You looked away in shame. 

Michael was to say at least very confused. You were ashamed of being Lucifers soulmate? He would be too, but you clearly enjoy his presence way too much to hate this. 

Then it clicks, “Ohhh, he doesn’t even know.” You bitt your lip, showing Michael that his speculation was Indeed right. 

Lucifer was standing there at his friendlier form, observing the scenery above him. 

He doesn’t know what? 

You knew this would happen at one point. 

You hid it very well the couple days, even though your heart was aching for that man. To tell him the truth.

But you were afraid. Will he reject you? Or does he even enjoy your presence, when he finds out the soulmate bond makes him feel that.

Michael pulled you in front of his face, you two were so close that you could feel his breath on your lips.

“You’re not better than your mother. To keep a secret that huge and so small,” His hand stroked your mark, it started to burn in your wrist making you scream in terror. 

It felt like someone was burning a piece of iron into your cold skin making your blood underneath boil. 

You felt hot and lightheaded.

You wiggled your whole body, trying to get out of Michaels grasp. 

The tears that fell out of your eye collides on Lucifers face; his clawed fist clenched hard the claws shoving into his palm drawing blood. 

Michael ripped a piece off your long-sleeved dress showing your mark towards Lucifer. 

Lucifers eyes widen, no that couldn’t be. 

He searched in your eyes the answer, but you looked away, ashamed. 

And it hurts him. Why didn’t you tell him? 

He unconsciously rubbed his mark on his wrist which started to itch since Michael touched yours.

Now everything made sense for him. 

Why he felt that kind of euphoric, why he felt so in love. Why his heart ached for you every time you’re not there.

That’s why he was so attracted to you. 

And you lied to him. God knows how long. 

He is mad at you, but he won’t lose you out of his anger. 

You were his last chance, his nemesis. 

He must get rid of Michael before he can deal with you. 

Meanwhile you struggled in Michael death grip on your wrist. Your hand felt numb with no blood getting pumped in it.

“I can’t kill you Y/n. But I can cause you pain which will hurt him even more.” His eyes shifted towards Lucifer smiling from ear to ear. 

His laugh that rippled through his ribcage made you cringe.

 His hands let you fall out of his grip. Before you could relax, thinking he would let you go. He grabbed your hair making you wince. 

He pulled out a little dagger and pressed it against your neck. “Let’s see if your blood is still golden.” 

Lucifer flew as fast as he could towards you stretching his arm towards Michael and you. Michaels words echoing in Lucifers brain. Let’s see if your blood is still golden.

But it was too late.

His knife slashed a cut on your neck, golden blood started to gush out and you started to choke on your own blood. 

“No!” 

It was hard to breath, every time you tried to take the oxygen in your lungs, blood filled them which made you cough and choke every time. 

Michael let you go, disgusted that your blood spilled on his cloths. 

He removed his golden strand out of his face smiling widely at Lucifer. 

“Next time I make sure to you two will never see each other. Farewell.” With that he teleported away leaving a mess in hell behind him.

Lucifer punched into the cement where Michael was standing. 

His heart stopped when he heard you choking from your own blood. 

Ache

Rushing to your side he pressed on your wound tight. “Please, please don’t die.” 

All you could feel was pain, and the warmth of Lucifer by your side. 

And there it was again, the warmth of his powers flowing into your system. 

it was calming. Making you almost forget the pain you’re in. 

Lucifer was on the edge of crying. 

Forgetting that you didn’t tell him that you were his soulmate. 

All he could think about is that you were slowly dying.

He feels useless.

Charlie watched the scene, feeling bad for her dad.

He told her that he has a soulmate, someone who is his other half.

But since he fell, he’d never see them. 

It was sad to see his depressed expression when he thought about it.

But now he found out in the middle of the battlefield that he found her. And now he may lose someone precious. His other half. The reason he still had faith.

She looks at her father saying a mantra all over and over again. 

Please don’t die, please, please Y/n don’t leave me. Please.

He felt alone like he did when Lilith left him, but this is not the same. 

You’ll never come back. Leaving him with an empty void in his heart that cannot be filled. 

He survived the void that Lilith left in him. 

But not you, his soulmate that helped him without even knowing. 

Every night he thought of you. Not even in a sexual way. 

He held the duck he made for you tight to his body to feel comforted in some kind of way. 

And it all makes sense. But it may be too late.

Here you were, slowly dying in his hands. Passed out from your blood lost. 

His tears dropped down on your lips making you feel the salty sweet substance. 

An Angel cries.

Your neck wound started to close making him sigh in relief.

you have lost a lot of blood, and it was still life threatening but the bleeding was stopped.

You have a chance to survive this.

He stroked your cheek softly removing the dirt that was on your face. 

He pressed his forehead on yours in a comforting way.

“Please wake up.”

A/n: 👀 Soooo, how y'all doing? Thank you to all who are writing so sweet comments<3

Hope you enjoyed this chapter❤️

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[multi-fandom-imagine]

imagine brothers force Michael to babysit Edna for a day. He obviously not a fan of this idea but then she placed into his arms. This little bundle of sunshine looks at him curiosly with her big eyes and makes cute baby noises, reaching out to him with her tiny hand and now he never wants to let her go. This baby is precious to him and he will protect her with his life! ❤️ ❤️

A/n: THATS SO CUTE 😩

He hated this, hated that he was forced to watch the offspring of Lucifer. Michael didn't quite understand the obsession Gabriel and now his father held for the child.

She was the child of two traitors after all, how can they trust her?!

And yet....

The moment you placed her in his arms with a tired yet grateful smile he couldn't help but understand the reason for the obsession because the moment the archangel looked into her eyes he saw nothing but love.

A bright smile plastered on his face as she reached for him. Her small hands placing themselves on his cheeks. When Michael looked into Edna's eye's he couldn't help but see Lucifer. Swallowing thickly, he blinked away the sudden tears as he then gave her a smile.

"How about I show you a spot that your father loved?!"

Edna's eyes went wide, though she couldn't help but let out an excited squeal.

Holding her tight, Michael gave her a smile as he started to walk off with the little girl in his arms, he decided now he would anything in his life to project this little girl. He knew the whispers from the elders, from Lute.

He'd keep her safe, no one would harm her.

No one.

[sunflower-reaper]

ARCHANGEL TIME BABEEYYYY let's talk about the twins, heaven's hierarchy, and lots of Religious Trauma

OKAY SO. Firstly. For the fic, I've had to alter the way heaven works a little. Seraphim are a race of angels, whereas archangel is title. So while they do refer to each other as "brother" or "sister" when addressing each other, they're not blood related. It's more of a respect/honor thing.

(This excludes the twins obviously lmao)

Speak of which, let's start with them. Lucifer (then known as Samael) and Michael are the two most powerful of the archangels. Lucifer was an angel of creation and light, shining brighter than the rest of his peers. Michael is his opposite; an angel of destruction-- he is heavens greatest solider, climbing the ranks until he was Heaven's Grand General. It's a title he wears with pride.

Aside from the twins, there's also Raphael, Gabriel, Uriel, Jophiel, Zadkiel.

Raphael is Michael's best friend, and has been since they were young. After Lucifer's fall, he became Michael's lifeline and they are very close. Raphael is the Angel of Healing, and one of the angels in his court, Abraham, has had a tinyyyyy little crush on Michael for years.

Gabriel was Lucifer's best friend. When the fall happened, he was devastated, and isolated himself for a while to deal with the grief. He is the Angel of Sacrifice, but he does go into battle with Michael and Raphael when needed.

Jophiel is the Angel of Selflessness. She is sort-of like the older sister of the group, especially to Gabriel. She's been secretly dating Uriel behind closed doors for a while now. One of the angels of her court, Amber, was forced to marry and later have children with Michael shortly after Lucifer's fall. They try to make the best of it.

Zadkiel is the Angel of Death, and he was originally supposed to marry Flora, but they refused and Lady Death wasn't going to force them.

All of the archangels (including Michael) love Lucifer dearly, and they miss him very much. When they hear of Charlie's ambitions with the Hotel, things start to shift, and they use this as an opportunity to get their friend back.

Michael is the only person, excluding Adam and Lute, who knows Lillith is in heaven. He goes to see her every so often.