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[rokonrrc2]

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MORE DUCKIES!! MOREEE

[marthaluvsya]

Wait. You wanna tell me that Lucifer saw ppl making a big deal about Jesus Birthday on Earth, so he was like:....MY PEOPLE NEED THEIR OWN HOLIDAY LIKE THIS ONE!!!! It was prolly before his depression hit him so hard🥹

[amethystdraw]

Now, a view of Lucifer's back 🪽

[strawijuice]

Im crying, i loved the episode so much,my back and hand hurt really bad but i had to get it out of my system,i can sleep happpy now

[rokonrrc2]

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I need this duo🦌🍎

[liveontelevision]

Some satyr Luci for Xmas

Happy Holidays friends!

[0-cloud-puff-0]

Inspired by Jeremy’s masterpiece

[scribbly-squid]

Paradise in Hell

Lucifer x Reader

Lucifer reflects on his deep, unshakable love for you as he watches you sleep, reliving the moments that made loving you feel like destiny.

“I love you.”

Lucifer’s softened gaze lingered on your sleeping face, nestled comfortably in the crook of his arm.

Those three words echoed in his mind, reverberating with emotions he never thought he’d experience again. A faint, involuntary smile tugged at his lips as he reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from your brow. The gesture was slow, deliberate—an act of quiet adoration—as he took in your peaceful expression. Secure in his embrace, your body twitched briefly before fully surrendering to the pull of dreams. He knew that in a few minutes, you’d drift deeply enough for him to carry you to bed.

“I love you.”

Gently, he cradled you in his arms and laid you down on the mattress, careful not to wake you. The faint creak of the bed’s springs broke the silence, but you didn’t stir. Hovering above you, Lucifer loosened his bowtie, slipping it off alongside his pinstriped vest. Each movement was slow, precise, as though he didn’t want to disturb the sacred tranquility of the moment.

As he began unbuttoning his crisp white shirt, he paused. The fabric hung loose around his elbows as his crimson eyes shifted to your face. A soft sigh escaped your lips, and his gaze softened further, filled with an emotion he hadn’t felt in years—love. Pure, unadulterated adoration.

For a moment, he simply stood there, letting himself bask in the sight of you. Satisfied that you were still asleep, he slid beneath the sheets and wrapped his arms around you, drawing you close.

He didn’t know when he had fallen for you.

Maybe it was the day you stood defiantly against the Exorcists, fighting with a determination that rivaled the fires of Hell itself. You’d brushed off his concerns, insisting you were fine—until you weren’t. The memory of you collapsing in the aftermath still haunted him. He could still feel the weight of your broken body in his arms, the metallic scent of blood filling the air as he begged—no, pleaded—for you to hold on.

Or perhaps it was the first time he heard your laughter. The sound had been so vibrant, so achingly melodic, that it resonated deep within him, shaking him to his core. His wings had trembled the first time you touched him, betraying his composure with their lovesick fluttering. Since that moment, he’d been captivated, driven by a need to see you smile, to hear your laughter again and again.

Then there were the quiet nights—the ones where you stayed by his side, comforting him with a patience and kindness he didn’t deserve. In those moments, he found something he thought was lost to him forever: peace. Loving you wasn’t a decision; it was destiny. You weren’t just someone he loved—you were someone he was made to love.

“I love you,” he murmured, his voice a velvet whisper as he pressed a feather-light kiss to the curve of your neck.

You stirred, letting out a soft, contented sigh before instinctively tucking your face into his chest. The warmth of your breath fanned against his bare skin, and a tender smile curved his lips. He tightened his hold on you, his eyes growing heavy as sleep began to pull him under.

There was nowhere else he’d rather be, no one else he’d rather be with. And as sleep claimed him, Lucifer dreamed of you, as he always did—because you had become his sanctuary, his light, his paradise in the depths Hell.

Sorry if this is poorly written, I had this idea and couldn’t sleep without writing it down. So here I am at 4 in the morning writing a Lucifer x reader story when I have work in a few hours🙂‍↕️Had to see it through before tomorrow me thinks it was a bad idea

[rokonrrc2]

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they are protective over their lil girl~

[the-morningstar-family]

Merry Sinmas!

Thank you to to @thecatgirl-luvmyrocky for letting me use their background!

[lsulcaisiftnoer]

Hello?

[voxslays]

LUCIFER MASTERLIST

SFW (NO SMUT)

Five Stages of Grief Headcannons

Seasonal Shopping

Apple Cider, Hot Chocolate, & Pumpkin Spice

Making Cookies!

Hazbin Men as Dads

Decorating the Christmas Tree

Can we build a Snowman?

Lucifer’s daughter Headcannons

Wrapping Presents

Making a Gingerbread House

Mistletoe

Secret Santa

Snowball Fight(s)

Ice Skating

HIS SECOND CHOICE [DISCONTINUED]

Nav. One Two APPLE OF MY EYE [ONGOING]

One Two Three Four Five Six

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This child was then fenced off in a meadow (but fed apples every day).

[oberveroftheinfinite]

Airplane doodles!

Jetlag is kicking my ass, but I am alive! (And posting at weird hours. Lmao).

(Tags that hopefully work below).

[lucifersgirl]

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Holidays (p. 1)

⚠️WARNING ⚠️ - THIS WRITING CONTAINS SUGGESTIVE CONTENT. MDNI.

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You open the door when you come home from work.

“Merry Christmas, darling!” Lucifer greets you, holding out his arms to embrace you.

You look around. Every room is filled with paper snowflakes, scented candles, and garlands. “Holy shit…” you breathe, taking it all in.

“It’s our first Christmas together and I wanted to make it special. Do you like it?” Lucifer practically bounces up and down, his toothy smile glistening in the sparkling Christmas lights.

You nod, smiling back. “It’s amazing… and it smells really nice…” you laugh softly.

Lucifer glows, taking your hand and showing you around every room. “Here’s the Christmas tree!” he says, pointing to the living room. Inside is the largest Christmas tree that you’ve ever seen, probably 15 feet tall and even wider than that. It’s decorated with ornaments of all different colors, shining lights, and pictures of the two of you. There are tons of presents already under the tree from Lucifer to you.

Your eyes widen. “Lucifer…” you say breathlessly.

“Do you like it? It’s not too much, is it?” He asks, his red eyes locking on yours.

You shake your head. “It’s perfect, baby… just perfect…” you smile, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.

Lucifer preens at the praise, taking your hand again and leading you over to the tree. “I want you to open one,” he says.

“A present? But it’s Christmas Eve, honey. Don’t we have to wait until tomorrow?”

“You know I’ve never been one to follow the rules, darling. Pick one,” he gestures at the many presents under the tree.

You tilt your head, chuckling to yourself at his response. You shake your head and point to a present with a red and gold bow on it.

Lucifer picks up the package, holding it out to you. He smiles happily at you as you take it from him.

“Thank you, my love,” you say, running a hand through his hair. You rip the present open, gasping as you find a new pair of red heels. Your eyes widen as you admire them. “Lucifer, they’re gorgeous…”

“You like them? I noticed that your other ones were wearing out, so I got you some new ones!” Lucifer’s smile grows as he sees your reaction.

“Thank you, baby. They’re perfect,” you grin, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Wait here,” you say, hurrying off to the bedroom.

Lucifer tilts his head in confusion, looking at you rush away.

You come back a few moments later holding a small package wrapped in red and white paper. “I have something for you.”

Lucifer smirks up at you. “I thought you didn’t want to open presents until morning.”

“I must be more like you than I thought,” you reply, handing the present to him.

Lucifer delicately unwraps the package, gasping as he sees the gift inside. He holds the candy cane colored rubber duck up to the light, smiling brightly.

“Do you like it?”

“Like it? I love it! It’s perfect! It’s so cute! Thank you, honey! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” He hugs you tightly, wrapping his arms around your waist.

You laugh softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Anytime, sweetheart,” you say, rubbing his scalp gently.

The oven dings suddenly. Lucifer gasps, escaping the embrace and rushing to the kitchen. You follow behind him.

Lucifer pulls a turkey out of the oven.

“You made dinner?” You ask, surprised that he could do all of this in one day.

He nods, placing the turkey on the top of the oven for it to cool. “It’s not done yet, but it will be soon!” He grins at you.

“Baby, you didn’t have to do all of this…”

“Is it too much?” Lucifer asks, taking off the oven mitts and placing them on the counter before walking over to hold your hands.

“No, no! It’s not too much. It’s just… a lot of work…” you say.

“I know you aren’t all that into huge parties, but I wanted this to be special. I love you, baby, and, if I’m gonna spend the rest of eternity with you, I might as well make this Christmas one to remember,” Lucifer explains, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

You take a breath, smiling at him gently. “Thank you, honey. For all of this.”

Lucifer shrugs, waving his hand dismissively. “It’s no problem, my dear. Now, come on. Im sure you’re hungry.”

“Starving,” you say, chuckling softly.

Lucifer leads you to the table, pulling out your chair and pushing it back in once you sit down.

“What a gentleman,” you smile.

Lucifer smirks, going to grab the food. He sets up the table. Food fills the table quickly, the air smelling like warmth and goodness. He serves you first, giving you a piece of everything on the table. He then serves himself, giving himself the same thing as you. He finally sits down, holding your hand under the table.

You pick up your fork and pick up some turkey with it. You bring it to your mouth, groaning as the taste warms your mouth. “That’s good,” you chuckle, taking another bite.

Lucifer smiles, eating his food as well. “Only the best for you, my love.”

You smile happily, rubbing your thumb over Lucifer’s knuckles. You finish everything on your plate. “You are an amazing cook, you know that?”

“I’m glad you liked it, sweetheart,” he says, squeezing your hand. He takes both of your empty plates to the dishwasher.

You help clean up, taking plates that were once full of food and stacking them in the dishwasher.

When you’re finished, Lucifer claps his hands together. “Thanks, baby.”

“Anytime, sweetheart,” you reply, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “Thank you for making dinner and decorating the place and doing all of this.”

“It’s nothing, baby.”

“It’s not nothing, Luci. It’s incredible. I am so, so grateful for everything that you’ve done,” you say, taking his hands in your own and squeezing gently.

Lucifer grins, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “I love you, baby…”

You kiss back lovingly. “I love you too, honey…”

Lucifer kisses you again, this time more passionately. He groans into the kiss, his hands coming up to tangle in your hair.

You smile against his lips, pulling gently on his hair, relishing in the soft whine that escapes him.

This was going to be fun.

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Part 2 tomorrow, y’all! Have an amazing Christmas Eve!