#lucifer give birth

[emiimagination]

Now on Wattpad

Howdy everyone 😄✨😄

After thinking about it, I decided to post my fanfiction "Rainbow after the Rain" on Wattpad ^^

You can read it in French:

and in English:

So you can discover or rediscover this fiction with illustrations, including the fanarts that @lucifer-imaginaryfriend was kind enough to make for me ^^

I will also see about posting the fiction that I wrote for PregnantLuciferWeek ^^ I should soon be able to post day 7 😉🤞

Feel free to comment, I really like to have your opinions on my fictions ^^

[eleajay]

Lucifer as Pink Diamond!

Yep that’s what this is!

There’s this fic on AO3 that I came across, had something along the lines of “Lucifer could be the youngest seraphim back when he was still in heaven, and because of that nobody takes him seriously and treats him like a perpetual child, kinda like Pink Diamond in Steven Universe”

And I thought, wow that actually kinda fits! So here’s this pic I drew lol

[sampegger]

i don't know if anyone else ever has any thoughts about sam and kelly but i do think it's interesting how late seasons spn gave us two characters who'd both had their lives ruined by lucifer and gave them next to no interactions besides a few stilted conversations where they never talked about anything of sustenance, but a point was still made of sam being the one to close her eyes after she died.

[lucifers-little-light]

well husk I hope the stomach pains stop. And if not maybe you and angel can ask Lucifer to call Ozzie for any options on how to deal with the Braxton hicks.

Husk sat in his armchair near the hotel lobby's fireplace, nursing a mug of tea. The warmth of the flames barely soothed the persistent ache in his abdomen. It came in sharp waves, gripping his midsection like a vice.

Charlie: Husk, you’re looking so much better! How are you feeling today?

Husk: *shrugging, trying to sound indifferent* Same old, same old.

Angel: *sauntering over, hands full of tinsel* You’re a trooper, buddy. Those Braxton-Hicks are just your body’s way of practicing for the big day.

Husk: *grimacing, muttering* Yeah, sure. Practicing.

Angel: You’re fine. I spoke to Ozzie on the phone; he said these kinds of pains are normal at this stage. You just need to rest and not overthink it.

Husk: *glaring* Oh, so now you’re the expert, huh?

Angel: Just trying to help.

Husk: *grumbling under his breath* Help my ass...

The others carried on preparing for Christmas, chatting and laughing, but Husk couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong.

CW: Premature Birth

December 24th – Evening

By Christmas Eve, the pain had intensified. Husk had retreated to his room, curled up on his bed with his hands pressed against his abdomen. He refused to call for help, convinced that no one would take him seriously.

Husk: *groaning softly, to himself* It’s just Braxton-Hicks. Everyone’s said it’s normal. So why the hell does it feel like I’m being ripped in two?

He bit his lip, trying to suppress a cry of pain as another wave hit. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his breathing grew ragged. The festive sounds of the hotel—laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses—faded into the background.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door.

Husk: *groaning* Go away…

The door creaked open anyway, and Alastor stepped inside. His presence was quiet yet commanding, his usually animated grin absent. His red eyes swept over Husk’s trembling form, taking in the sweat on his brow and the way he clutched his stomach.

Husk: *growling weakly* What the hell do you want, Alastor? You here to tell me I’m overreacting too?

Alastor said nothing at first. Instead, he walked over to Husk, crouching down beside the bed. His silence lingered, but his gaze was piercing, concerned.

Husk: *wincing through another wave of pain* Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’m just paranoid. Everybody’s said it already.

Alastor raised a hand, gesturing for Husk to stop. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small notepad and pen. Husk blinked at him in confusion, even as the pain made him double over again.

Husk: What the—what are you doing?

Alastor: *quickly scribbled something and held it up* “Describe the pain.”

Husk: *staring, then gritting his teeth* Why do you care?

Alastor tilted his head, his expression unreadable but unyielding. He tapped the notepad again, waiting patiently.

Husk: *groaning, the fight draining out of him* It’s sharp… constant. Feels like someone’s twisting a knife in me. And it’s getting worse.

Alastor: *nodding, jotting more notes before showing him the next question* “How long has it been like this?”

Husk: *hesitating, then mumbling* Couple days. But it wasn’t this bad before.

Alastor frowned, his brow furrowing deeply. He stood abruptly, motioning for Husk to stay put.

Husk: *panicking slightly* Wait, what are you doing?

Alastor pointed to the door and then back at Husk, his meaning clear: Stay. I’ll get help.

Husk: *winces and cries weakly* Don’t leave. Please…stay. I need someone right now.

Alastor paused at the door, Husk’s faint plea breaking his stride. He turned slowly, his expression softening. Quietly shutting the door, he pulled a chair closer to Husk’s bedside. For a moment, he sat still, his red eyes scanning the feline demon’s trembling form, every labored breath punctuating the heavy silence in the room.

Husk: *voice hoarse, clutching his stomach* I’m scared, Al. Something’s not right.

Alastor nodded, his hand resting briefly on Husk’s shoulder before moving to grab his notepad again. He wrote a quick note, holding it up for Husk to see:
“I’ll stay. Let me help.”

Husk: *manages a weak chuckle, though his face twists in pain* Never thought I’d see the day where you’d play nursemaid.

Alastor didn’t respond, instead motioning for Husk to lean back as he carefully assessed his condition. Husk flinched, another sharp contraction stealing his breath, and Alastor frowned deeply. Whatever was happening, it was progressing rapidly.

Husk cried out as another wave of pain hit, this one more intense than the last. His claws dug into the sheets as he doubled over, sweat pouring down his face.

Alastor placed a hand on Husk’s shoulder to steady him, his usually composed demeanor starting to crack as worry seeped into his features.

Alastor hesitated before writing:
“The baby’s coming. Now.”

Husk’s eyes widened in terror, his breath hitching.

Husk: *gripping Alastor’s sleeve* No. She’s not ready! It’s too early!

Alastor knelt beside him, his hands firm but calm as he gestured for Husk to breathe. His own hands trembled slightly, but his movements were steady as he positioned Husk as comfortably as possible.

Alastor worked with quiet efficiency, using what little medical knowledge he had to guide Husk through the birth.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, there was a final push.

With one last agonizing effort, Husk felt the pressure release. There was silence for a moment before Alastor lifted the baby carefully, his eyes widening in awe.

The tiny infant was still encased in the thin, glistening membrane of the amniotic sac. The sight was otherworldly, ethereal, as the sac shimmered in the dim light. Alastor turned the baby slightly to show Husk, his expression a rare mix of amazement and fear.

Husk: *panting, his voice trembling* What the hell…?

Husk stared at the fragile life before him, his chest heaving with exhaustion and emotion.

Husk: *voice breaking* She’s… too small. Too early. What if…

Alastor shook his head firmly, carefully setting the baby down on a towel. He quickly but gently broke the sac, revealing the tiny, wriggling figure within. A thin, weak cry escaped the infant’s lips, and Husk’s eyes filled with tears.

Husk: *softly, in awe* She’s crying… She’s alive.

Alastor nodded, wrapping the baby securely in another blanket before placing her in Husk’s trembling arms. Husk gazed down at her, his fear mingling with a fierce protectiveness he hadn’t known he was capable of.

Husk: *whispering* She’s so tiny…

Alastor sighs in relief and relaxes for a moment, though he quickly realizes that he needed to tell everyone what just happened. After all Husk and the baby will need medical care. He gets up and goes to get anyone who could help…

[pageofheartdj]

Even though that screenshot was fake, Lucifer being the one to give birth is true in my heart!

Like, come on, this man is so breedable pluuuus he has some angel gender fuckery going on~

[abbey-abdominal]

I love that the joke of Lucifer giving birth to Charlie is made out to be that he’s like a male seahorse, or there’s some funny little demonic biological reason for it…. instead of just headcanoning Lucifer and Lilith to be a t4t relationship 💀

[moondivine22]

I’m wondering if Lilith gave birth to Charlie. The real Lilith was infertile. In the show it took a long time for Lilith and Lucifer to have Charlie. I did see a bittersweet fanart where Charlie was a stillborn and Lucifer breathed life into her. I know there’s a fan theory that Eve is Charlie’s real mother but, Charlie was born in the 1800’s. At that point if Eve was in hell she would be infertile too. And until the show proves me wrong I’m against Roo is Eve theory. So I want to know..

[m1ntymellow]

I know that's not how it happened, but imagining Lucifer mpregged with Satan is hilarious to me

Like boom you just went through a war and suddenly you're a single father

[borealing]

lwncbwodhwnsu crowley went do NOT apply lamarckian evolutionary theory to the antichrist hes essentially a baby angel!!!!

[beastsovrevelation]

In my DragonFly (yes, that's their ship name) ideas, Beelzebub has the face of the first actress, until she's discorporated during childbirth. I have to keep it in mind. 😶 Because, I keep picturing Shelley. I just... I can't stop thinking of Shelley as Beelzebub.

Satan's faceclaim is William Miller from Warrior Nun in my fics. I mean... You have to admit, they'd make an insanely attractive couple. 👀

(Only, imagine Satan with longer black hair, and icy blue eyes)

[emiimagination]

Pregnant Lucifer Week Day 6

Howdy 😄

🍎🦌📻

Yes indeed ^^ productive day ^^

After the Deer Gods AU, here we are with a new chapter of the Pregnant Lucifer fiction ^^

Especially since the moment everyone is waiting for has finally arrived: the new little princess is going to be born! ^^

But it seems that the new little Morningstar has other plans than those of her parents.

[nyamemalrun]

[virgil-is-a-cutie]

Ya know that au where Charlie visits Heaven as a child bc there was an agreement she'd visit every 3 months and stay with her parents back in hell for 1 month

No yeah I'm thinking of a heartbreaking prompt for Lucifer with that

[someweirdoreblogger]

Does anyone else believe Satan didn't actually love Yuri as much as canon stated, that it was more inhumanely impulsive than true?

Even before she gave birth to his children?

[theantlercouncil]

btw just wanted to lyk that lucifer didn’t actually give birth to charlie 😭 the discord screenshots were faked by someone on twitter

Well damn.

Welp.

Still gonna headcanon that shit 🤷🏻‍♀️

[leviachansbaka]

what if levi had a reproductive system similar to a male sea horse

what then