#lucifer morningstar would hate him lmao

[poptarttoffee]

My Hazbin Hotel extended Lore OC, Time (the God of Time)

Gods are above all others including higher angels/Lucifer. There most likely is one "God" and then assigned other gods like Time/Death/Nature/Sun/Moon/Etc.

Typically gods are chosen from Angels or Winners, occasionally from Overlords or Humans upon immediate death, rarely from Sinners and never from Hellborn/Heavenborn.

Time is a Sinner that got chosen, and was given to Midas (God of Gold/Wealth) to mentor. Thus, Midas is Time's "older brother" figure. The two do not get along, with the lines on Time's face being from Midas attacking him and searing his flesh- healing over into two gold burn scars.

The red arrows in his hair can change direction and twirl when he's excited 😊

Gods can also look like anything, Time chose to keep a more human look to him, as though he is the god of Time, he is more appropriately, the god of Aging. And aging is a very mortal concept. His palette, consisting of whites and golds with some red, is a nod to Midas as well as a middle finger to Heaven for casting him as a Sinner rather than a Winner (With Winners usually having brighter color palettes than Sinners)

[angelltheninth]

Hi, I was wondering if you could do The Hazbin Cast x Reader, where they and Reader are having a romantic moment to themselves, and before anything more could happen, suddenly something or someone ruins the moment?

See... I both hate and love this trope. It's funny as hell, but frustrating as hell too.

Pairing: Charlie Morningstar, Vaggie, Alastor, Lucifer Morningstar, Angel Dust, Husk, Sir Pentious, Adam, Vox, Valentino x Reader

Tags: fluff, kissing, interrupted romantic moment, canon typical violence, blood, suggestive, date night

A/N: I would punch anyone who interrupts me. And I'm not a violent person. So uh... these characters have an effect on me lmao.

Charlie acts very calm unless either or both of you is in any state of undress. There’s no one more affectionate than her, displaying that in front of others is fine with her, she wants others to know of her love for you. It’s a different thing if it’s in a more intimate setting where she expected to have alone time with you. With a deep breath, some blushing and a groan she would try to get rid of distractions as soon as possible but at the same time. she would apologize to whoever interrupted you for shooing them away.

Vaggie has a blade at hand and it is promptly thrown next to the head of whoever interrupted you. Deep down she is a huge romantic and enjoys being romanced a lot, on the surface she is a badass fighter and she had an image to uphold with many people. There’s a lot of yelling and cursing, probably more than one threat of killing someone before she is back by your side, grumbling and murmuring to herself about forgetting to lock the damn door.

Alastor threatens to tear apart anyone who interrupts you, he puts that out as a warning because of how many times it’s happened in the past and he’s grown tired of being in a middle of a dance or cuddling and someone barging in wanting something. Usually he’s the one who walks in without knocking, now he’s getting to see how it feels. It doesn’t feel good, a full record scratch, even his shadow looks pissed off at even the slightest interruption.

Lucifer is in good spirits recently so even something as an interrupted date doesn’t get under his skin, if it was before it would have been a different story. Right now wile a little annoyed he can forgive and forget, after all no one saw anything too scandalous, although some would say that seeing the King of Hell in handcuffs is pretty scandalous by itself. As long as this doesn’t happen again it will be fine, although he knows you will tease him for it later.

Angel Dust obviously doesn’t mind it too much, on the surface at least, he is a porn star so getting watched is part of the job. That’s in the studio at least, at the Hotel he has the privacy he never had before, he likes it a lot actually, it’s almost too good to be true. Maybe he will occasionally flirt with or tease who ever interrupted you but in these four walls he is all yours and he won’t let the mood be spoiled by anyone, including his boss.

Husk groans and pulls your face close to his neck to help you hide your flushed face from the onlooker. How is this so perfectly timed, right when he wanted to take your clothes off and have a bit of fun with you someone just had to walk in. Well they’re really lucky he’s not as powerful as he once was otherwise they would be splattered all over the walls right now and would have to put themselves together while he makes out with you.

Sir Pentious hides his face behind his hat the moment someone enters his bedroom and sees you on top of him. Damn it, he told his Egg Boiz to make sure no one enters his bedroom, which also applies to them, until one of you steps out first, no matter what noises are heard from inside. As soon as you’re done and you think you’re gonna sleep he slithers out and starts working on plans for a new machine to make sure no one interrupts you ever again: a doorbell with a laser.

Adam yells at the person who interrupted the two of you because damn he’s been waiting the whole day to have you all to himself, all moody and pent up. This is his time with you, which means that no one gets to tell him he’s needed elsewhere before he’s done with you. He wraps you up with his wings if he sees you’re getting embaressed but really now, considering everything you do together getting watched shouldn’t be an issue.

Vox flinches when he gets a ping that someone’s crossed in front of his cameras which he set up just so no one catches the two of you in a compromising position. He sighs as he pulls away and covers you with a blanket, hiding your body from anyone’s view but his, which is funny because he has an insight into almost everyone else’s love life. For a demon like that he wants to keep his own affairs fairly private, at least the bedroom kind.

Valentino grins at the person who walks in on the two of you, he has zero shame regardless of your own level of shame he will brag about everything that happens and if someone sees it then even better. Besides he is the Overlord of the the porn industry, you knew things like this could happen when you began your relationship with him. He is so comfortable in fact that he will just keep going, kissing you occasionally to tell you that you’re doing a good job in front of a crowd.

[lxkeee]

TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN

-PART THREE

Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Seraphim Angel! Fem! Reader

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Genre: Angst (for now)

Warnings: Daddy issues.

Notes: Fun fact... The reason I titled this as two sides of the same coin as I was originally planning on making the reader being Azrael's wife and would be [y/n] Eveningstar as Azrael's last name would be Eveningstar 🧍but decided not to lmao.

PART TWO | PART FOUR | NAVIGATION

Charlie stood nervously at the podium, angels above her already judging her. Her eyes noticed the door to the courtroom opens, a familiar angel she met awhile ago, an angel that looked like her father. Xavier was it? If she remembered correctly. She watched as the boy flew up and took his position on the other side of Sera, Emily on the other side of the woman, the older woman in between the two young seraphims.

Charlie could feel the [e/c] orbs staring at her as the boy looked down on her (literally as he was sitting above her).

The meeting began.

Charlie was really hoping to win these angels over, hopefully her brother could help.

But she was slowly getting more and more nervous as the boy looked like he was getting bored from this meeting, the meeting clearly didn't meet his expectations.

Xavier just looked down, eyes half-lidded as he looked at the girl with boredom. All he could see is a plan without enough foundation to work, baseless claims that the hotel will work.

What annoys him is that this is the very same ambition his father proposed years ago. He wasn't there during the meeting but his mother told him about it.

The idea is ridiculous. Sinners were given a chance to live an honest and good life but decided to mess it up and now they're looking for a way to redeem themselves?

Xavier was close to falling asleep in the middle of it, suddenly something caught his interest. Emily, Charlotte, and Sera were arguing but Lute and Adam suddenly butted into the conversation and managed to slip up and revealed a secret.

“A man only lives once, we'll see you in one month... gotta say I can't wait to... Come down and exterminate you.” Adam says mockingly along with Lute.

Xavier's eyes widened, jaw dropping. Looking around to see if he heard it right and base on the others reaction, he heard it right.

The rest of the meeting went by a blur, another secret was revealed and Vaggie, Charlotte's lover was a former exorcist and is a fallen angel.

Frankly, he doesn't care about that. Xavier can only cover his mouth in shock, still in disbelief that these killings are happening without the others knowing.

Heaven is a lie.

Charlie looked at her supposed brother, a slight surprised look on his face. Clearly in disbelief. She couldn't tell if he's mad or not.

Oh, he's mad alright. Mad that a lie this big has been hidden away.

Beyond furious, Xavier glared at Sera. Charlotte and her lover were teleported back to hell after a snap of Adam's fingers.

Killing of souls, damned or not they have no reason for doing this.

Xavier decided to attend the court meeting, curious what fantastic or foolish ideas his half sister had to show them. He didn't expect that this meeting ended up revealing a very heavy secret.

Currently he is comforting Emily as the girl glares at Sera, “Please, if you start to question... You could end up like Lucifer... Fallen.” Sera says, her voice trembling slightly.

Xavier's glare hardened when the older woman mentioned a certain man he hated, Xavier just glared at Sera as the woman gave Emily a kiss on her forehead, he doesn't like how the high Seraphim is hiding a secret this big.

“Xavier.” Sera calls out to him sternly, the boy just gave the woman a raised eyebrow as his face returns to being emotionless. Sera felt chills running down her spine, Lucifer's face is unfortunately plastered on this boy's face, the fallen angel was his father after all.

“I hope you don't tell anyone about this. Especially your mother.” She pleaded and Xavier scoffs, a slight mischievous smile on his face, “Or what? Gonna cast me out to like what you did with my birth father?” he asked sarcastically, Sera's eye twitched.

“Of course, not. That isn't an enough reason to cast you out. Just... Please don't tell her.” the woman explained and Xavier scoffs.

“I love my mother and I can't bear to lie to her face, she already had enough of that. Just expect that this will reach the seven's soon.” He explained before eventually flying down and leaving the courtroom, not giving the woman a chance to speak.

Sera wanted to reach out and stop the boy but he was already gone, lowering her hand slowly. Sighing. He really is Lucifer's son, stubborn.

After all, the apple doesn't really fall far from the tree.

They're just lucky that [y/n] was able to raise the boy properly and was able to inherit most of his mom's personality. The looks however, are unfortunately from his dad.

Sera sighs again. Mentally preparing about the possibilities of what will happen if the seven virtues' know about this.

Charlie's mind was a mess after that meeting, Vaggie gave her some time and space to process everything of what happened.

She can't believe the love of her life is a fallen angel and worse, an ex exorcist! She hid something this big from her! And on top of that, she has a half older brother in heaven?!

Charlie groans, going underneath the covers as she lies on the bed.

She knows the older boy didn't lie as he literally had her father's face except for the eyes and height but everything else was an exact replica. Charlie can't help but be jealous, she could tell how much better the boy was compared to her, the boy carried an air of authority around him.

She feels guilty, she's not stupid. Her dad had that boy while he was in heaven and obviously with someone else, another angel.

Charlie wonders what kind of life her half brother is living up there?

What she does know is that the boy harbors some kind of hatred for her and her family. The boy didn't fully express it but Charlie could feel it, the bubbling rage beneath his exterior when he saw her.

She'll have to ask her dad about this later, once she's mentally okay.

Xavier returned back home, the mansion empty as his mother is away, and they don't have any servants as they prefer a quiet life.

Walking to the living room, his eyes gazed at the large portrait that was displayed on the wall of the living room—a portrait of him and his mom. Him standing at her side while she sat on a regal chair, both of them matching clothes—their heaven uniforms.

His eyes softened, he felt exhausted. Training with his uncle, meeting his half sister, and a secret Sera hid was revealed.

He can't wait for her to come back home, he needed to tell her all about this.

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HOW HAZBIN HOTEL REACT TO ST. PATRICK’S DAY BY SINNER TEEN! READER

Prompt: sinner! Reader teaches the gang how St.Patrick day is like when they were alive.

MUHAHHA YOU ARE PINCHING BITCHES LEFT AND RIGHT😘☝🏾

I can see you just wearing hella green and pinching the others. Now only if you survive Alastor. Cause it’s cannon that he hates touch. But if you are like his child, he may spare you and want to know the tradition you did.

If you aren’t like a child to Alastor, you better pray to Lucifer that you aren’t getting eaten tonight cause you dipped the hell out of his room seeing his eyes turn to radio dials.

You dress the egg boiz up fancy in green suits and a nice leprechaun hats.❤️ it’s so cute as they just smile at you and hug your legs

Charlie had to talk to you about the pinching today, you softly pinched her as she talked. But you told her how in the modern world that there’s a day where people pinch each other if they don’t wear green on St.Patrick’s day. But once you told Charlie that a green four leaf clover meant good luck.

You better believe she went to Charlie Morningstar, to “GOOD LUCK CHARLIE”😭😭😭

She’s literally going to try and find one so her good luck can help the hotel. She dragged vaggie into this which made vaggie glare at you. You just smirk holding a green flower.

Charlie would go crazy with this small holiday thing as she makes you decorate the hotel in green for it. Hell, and you don’t hate as you help her out with doing the decorations and green painting.

After that, they all started to wear green during that March. Plus, your pinches are like death themselves because you actually accidentally paralyzed husky in his neck

Husk didn’t like the whole holiday until you told him about the drinking. The mf smiles and switched so fast it made you side eye him.

You’re giving the meanest, tightest, skin ripping pinch to Valentino in his damn sleep.

Heaven isn’t safe either 😈

LMAO IMAGINE ADAM WATCHING TV AND HE FEELS A PINCH ONLY TO TURN AROUND TO SEE A FUCKIN LEPRECHAUN- aka which is you

“WHAT THE SHIT?!”

“SURPISE MOTHAFUCKA!” And you just dip like that throwing down a green smoke bomb.

After that hell and heaven both had a meeting to make st.Patrick day a thing, cause how the tf did you get to heaven..no one knows. You are secretly a god/j

You also teach the residents it, like you teach the old school and probably the new school sinners what St.Patrick’s day is like for you.

Who knew a minor like you in hell was such a damn menace, cause straight after St.Patricks Day. People were scared to get pinch whilst you just walk around the hotel and pride ring.

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Dress Up, Part 2: The Ceremony✨

Well well well, looks like you guys won. You get a continuation of this fic that was meant to be a one shot lmao! I had some awesome people to bounce ideas off of and I couldn't do this without them. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it's time for the wedding! But you know I can't go a chapter without writing a little smut hehe~

*** - Scene change ~~~ - Flashback

Part 1, Part 3, Part 4

Lucifer x f!sinner reader

Summary: It's wedding day! And Lucifer is more than willing to try and convince you to the leave the reception early...

Warnings: 18+, smut, hand job, oral (m receiving)

"You know, if you don't quit your pacing back and forth, you're gonna wear out the carpet..."

***

It had only been a week since the proposal and the wedding was already here. But this is what you both wanted; a nice quiet wedding with only a handful of people with everyone else in Hell being none the wiser. You had to beg Lucifer for the week you got in between, he was practically ready to say "I do" once he put that engagement ring on your hand. It may have seemed like you two were moving a little bit fast considering most weddings take months, sometimes years to plan out! But when you're marrying the King of Hell, there really was next to nothing to worry about when it came to your special day.

The new hotel was the perfect venue, complete with a beautiful ballroom that could rival any chapel on Earth. The guest list was extremely exclusive consisting of only the occupants of the hotel, minus one Radio Demon, not that he would attend even if he was invited. It was Charlie who suggested that he protect the hotel today from any threat that might make itself known. On top of that, Charlie was more than happy to be the officiant, as being the Princess of Hell granted her that authority. Money was no object to the Morningstar family, so no expense was spared.

But regardless of any of that, Lucifer couldn't help but worry. You had one other request for him after he popped the question.

~~~

"I hate to ask more of you after asking for a week to prepare," you started, putting on the last of your clothes that you had discarded during your fun little teasing display, "but..." Lucifer approached you suddenly and held your hand in both of his.

"My love, you can ask of me anything you wish. There is no limit when it comes to you. You've already given me the best gift of becoming my future bride. Anything in my power is yours for the asking, you just name it!" He leaned down and planted a small kiss on the back of your hand. You couldn't help but blush, he never failed to charm you.

"This may sound a little odd, considering what just took place a few minutes ago," you breathed out a sigh, "but...what would you say to refraining from any...intense intimacy?" Lucifer cocked his eyebrow and smirked, seemingly intrigued. "B-but only for this week, I promise! Kissing and cuddling would still be on the table, of course. And no deliberate teasing from me, that wouldn't be fair. I was just thinking that...I want our first night as a married couple to be special. And I figured holding off for the time in between would only heighten the experience. If that's not something you want, I completely understand that-MMPH," you were silenced by Lucifer's soft lips on yours.

"Oh darling, was that all?," he flashed his signature toothy grin at you. "That's hardly a request! I think that's a wonderful idea...n-not that I don't want to ravish you at any given time! But you're right, I couldn't imagine a better honeymoon than getting the chance to feel you again after being denied for a few days, even though it may feel like an eternity. I'll be on my best behavior; you have my word!"

~~~

And Lucifer was on his best behavior, for the most part, at least. There were a few instances where his hands had traveled a little too low on your body and some kisses became deeper than they should have. But both of you managed to make it through the week! But today was the day, and his anxiety was at an all-time high. You decided to sleep in separates rooms the night before, wanting the next time you saw each other to be at the altar. That was the plan, at least.

It had been a while since Lucifer had slept alone. Suffice to say he couldn't sleep. He assured you that he would be alright sleeping alone for just one night, but that ended up being easier said than done. The empty bed he laid in brought back painful memories of his first night without Lilith, something that still haunted him to this day. There would be times where Lucifer would wake up in a cold sweat, only to glance over to see you peacefully asleep, and he could breathe again. Anytime you felt him tug you closer to him in the middle of the night, you knew what had woken him up. He never hid his feelings from you when he confided in you about his ex, and you didn't mind that he would wake you when his nightmares overwhelmed him. You loved him and he loved you. You would never leave. So when you heard your door creek open in the middle of the night to see your fiancé standing ion the door frame, you only smiled and gestured him to you.

~~~

"I-I'm sorry," he sobbed quietly, "I tried...I really did...I-I had a dream, a nightmare, you were there but you started to fade away in front of me. I reached out but it was no use. I woke up and…and you weren’t there, I panicked…I’m so s-sorry…”

"Hey, hey, shh, it's alright," you soothed and brought him into a tight embrace. You felt a tear that had fallen from his face make its way down your collarbone. "Don't cry, Luci, I'm not upset, not at all." You lifted his head up to wipe away his remaining tears. "Let's get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow." You planted a kiss on his forehead, and from the dim red light that shown through your windows, you could see a small smile appear on his face. He laid down, his back facing you as you wrapped your arms around him and brought him flush to your chest. You could hear his breathing start to even about again.

"I don't deserve you," he murmured.

"You know I think the same thing every day," you respond.

He interlaced his fingers with yours at your words, squeezing you hand softly. "Promise me you'll never think that again. Please. You deserve everything and more."

"Alright," you conceded, kissing the back of his head, "as long as you promise me the same thing. You're my everything, and I'll spend the rest of my afterlife showing you that."

"Okay," he spoke weakly. You intertwined your legs with his, bringing yourself as close to him as possible. "I still intend to keep my other promise. I'll be gone before you wake up."

"You can stay as long as you need to," you whispered before drifting off to sleep once more.

~~~

True to his word, Lucifer had managed to sneak away before you woke. After adorning his typical attire, he found himself wandering the halls of the hotel, finally stopping when he reached the lobby. Thinking he was alone, Lucifer started talking to himself and paced back and forth like a madman.

"Was this a mistake? Are we moving too fast? No, no, no it's alright, it's fine! We're fine! Get a fucking GRIP, Lucifer! You're panicking for nothing! She loves you...right? Yes, yes of course she does! Why would she say yes to you?! Unless...NO! No, none of that! Relax! Need to relax..."

"You know, if you don't quit your pacing back and forth, you're gonna wear out the carpet," Husk remarked, attempting to get Lucifer's attention in his anxious state.

"WHAT THE-" Lucifer shrieked hearing the bartender's voice. After seeing Husk standing behind the bar, he breathed out a sigh of relief and clutched his hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Geez, warn a guy next time!" Husk huffed and returned to cleaning the whiskey glass he held in his hand. "How, uhh, how much of that did you hear?"

"Enough to know that you're a fucking mess right now," the cat demon replied, setting down his now clean glass. "Perhaps you need a bartender to talk to."

"Uhh, alright?" Lucifer made his way over to the bar and took a tentative seat on one of the stools.

"This is about your girl, ain't it?" Husk correctly guessed, "about the wedding?" Lucifer sighed and nodded. "Mhmm. You love this gal, don't you?"

"Yes, of course I do!" Lucifer answered almost defensively. "She's...my everything!"

Husk picked up another dirty glass to clean. "And has she given you any reason to doubt that she feels the same way?"

Lucifer huffed. "Well, I...no, no she hasn't. She's always been there for me. Listening to my ramblings, making me laugh, consoling me during the worst times, like last night...she's...she's just perfect!"

"So what's the holdup?" Husk asked after setting the other glass down.

"It's not as simple as you're making it out to be, Husker," Lucifer retorted, pushing his way back from the bar. "I loved Lilith with all of my heart and soul. And she said...that she loved me too. But then one day, she was just gone. Vanished. We fell together. We built a life here TOGETHER! And she just leaves? It's like the last 10,000 years together meant absolutely NOTHING!" Lucifer ran his hands through his hair, trying to keep his composure. "I-I can't lose her like like I lost Lilith. I just can't! I just want to be enough for her. I don't know what I would do if she...", he couldn't finish his sentence. He sat back down at the bar, resting his head in his arms. "The pain would break me..."

The sound of a glass sliding across the counter top caught Lucifer's attention. When he lifted his head, he noticed a full glass of scotch sitting next to him. "Calms the nerves," Husk spoke. Lucifer let out a deep breath and took a swig, choking slightly in the process not realizing how strong it was.

"Not much of a drinker," Lucifer admitted, setting the glass down.

"Sir, if I may..." Husk began.

"You can call me Lucifer," the angel smiled slightly.

Husk smirked. "Lucifer, all I can tell you that love is a vulnerable emotion. I understand that you're afraid. Afraid that history will repeat itself, that your love is not meant to be, and that you're going to end up alone all over again." Lucifer's face sunk, lowering his head against his arms once more. "But," Husk continued, "I know one thing for sure. That girl up there ain't Lilith."

Lucifer raised his head, now hanging onto every word from the bartender.

"If anybody thinks you aren't enough, that's their own fucking problem. And I can tell you that your girl ain't like that at all. She adores ya, can't get her to shut up about ya! Hell, I couldn't even tell you why she ended up down here in the first place! Another one of Heaven's fuck ups, for sure. But for your sake, I'm glad she did." Husk reached over and gulped down Lucifer's unfinished glass of scotch. "Be a shame if it went to waste."

Lucifer let out the smallest of laughs. "Thank you, Husker. And you're right, even in this God forsaken pit, she manages to make it just a little bit brighter. She saved me. And I'm going to devote every moment of my immortal life to her."

"Good to hear. Now..." Husk slammed his hand down on the counter, "get your shit together and go get ready! You got a wedding to attend."

*** You startled awake with the sound of knocking at your door. Your mind was still foggy, brief memories of last night flooded through your head. "Lucifer?" you sat up and looked around your room, but he was already gone, leaving you alone in an empty bed. He had kept his promise after all. There was another set of knocks at the door. "Coming!" you shouted as you ran to grab the robe you had left on the armchair. You opened the door to see Charlie bouncing giddily.

“Good moooorrrrnnniiiinnnngggggg~” she practically sang. “Did you sleep well? Are you ready for your big day?? Are we forgetting anything???” She rapid fired questions at you while you were still rubbing the crust from your eyes.

“Charlie, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you’re more excited than I am,” you joked, gesturing her to come in. “In order: Yes, I slept…well. Yes, I’m ready...mentally speaking. And no, we’re definitely not forgetting anything. You’re the most meticulous and thoughtful person I know, you definitely have everything planned to a tee! You practically leapt out of your skin when we asked if you would officiate.”

"Aww, thank you!" Charlie smiled as she skipped into your room. "And of course! I would never turn down such an opportunity! Being the princess of Hell does have its perks! You can never be too prepared, ya know? Especially for a day that's so wonderful and magical and full of love!" You saw tears welling up in her eyes out of pure joy.

"Hey now, I thought I was the one that was supposed to be crying today!" you joked.

"Right, right! Sorry!" She wiped the tears from her eyes and grabbed your hands excitedly. "Let's get your hair and make up done!"

Charlie dragged you over to the vanity and sat you down in the chair. You weren't one to wear much makeup typically, but Charlie insisted. And when Charlie asks for something, it's pretty much impossible to tell her no. So you obliged. But you made her promise that she would not go overboard, only the basics. Thankfully you showered the night before, so your hair just needed a good brush through. Charlie grabbed the hairbrush and began to comb through your hair, gently pulling out the knots out of the nasty case of bed head you were sporting. She truly was the kindest soul you've ever met. But that didn't stop you from feeling a little awkward.

"Charlie," you mumbled, "can I-oww...can I ask you something?"

"Yes, absolutely!" She grabbed the the already plugged-in curler and started working on adding some volume to your hair.

"Are...are you sure you're alright with this?" you asked timidly. "I mean...me and your father. I just don't want you to think I'm trying to, you know...replace your mother. I know I don't know much about her or your relationship but..."

Charlie put down the curler and kneeled down next to you, gently grabbing your hand. "You don't need to worry about that! I promise, it's alright with me. It's more than alright, actually! I haven't seen my dad this happy in a long, long time. He loves you so much! You wanna know how I know that? Because he tells me. Every single day. His eyes light up when anybody mentions your name! And I know you would never do anything to hurt him, or me. You're too kind and good hearted for that. I know it may feel like you're inserting yourself into the picture, but I'm more than happy to have you as part of our family! I know the love you have for my dad is genuine, and I wouldn't change a thing!"

A smile formed on your face. "Thank you, Charlie."

"Now," Charlie hopped up from the floor and grabbed the large make up bag sitting on the counter, “time to make magic happen! I have the perfect idea! Close your eyes and no peaking until I say so!”

*** You could feel your heart beating out of your chest as you stood in front of the closed ballroom doors. You knew just on the other side of that door was the love of your life, and he was waiting for you. Husk linked your arm with his, flashing you a warm smile. "You ready?"

You let out a few shaky breaths before you could answer him. "Y-yes."

"Don't worry, I gotcha," he comforted, "one step at a time, alright? Trust me, whatever you're feeling now, he was in much worse shape this morning. Nearly had to kick his ass to the altar myself. But I straightened him out for ya."

You could help but laugh. "Thanks, Husk. And thank you for walking me down. I know this isn't really a traditional wedding, but I appreciate everything you and everyone else have done for us."

"No thanks is necessary," Husk replied, "for what you do for Charlie and the hotel, it's the least I can do. You're a good one to be sure. And the King is damn lucky to have ya." You smiled and tightened your grip on Husk's arm as you heard the faint sound of music start to play on the other side. "It's time."

Without another word, the large wooden doors opened in front of you, and the music could be heard much more clearly now. The Bridal Chorus. Husk waited on your command as you took the first step. You scanned the room. You saw Vaggie and Cherri standing to one side, Angel off to the other, while Niffty skipped in front of you throwing a mix of flower petals and roaches. You noticed Charlie straight ahead of you in a lovely blue suit, a color you've never seen her wear before. You also took notice to the fact there didn't seem to be any organ in the room, despite the music that continued to play as you walked. You guessed it was some of Lucifer's magic. He really knew how to set the scene for the occasion.

Finally, your eyes found Lucifer. He looked at you as if you were the most angelic being he's ever laid his eyes on. You couldn't quite make out the details of his face yet, but you could tell that tears had begun rolling down his face. You saw his suit for the first time. A beautiful black velvet suit with embroidered gold detailing on the jacket. He looked like royalty.

Lucifer stared back at you, fighting every urge in his body to run to you and scoop you up in his arms. Your dress was immaculate. A stunning flowing sleeveless white dress adorned with fluffy scarlet feathers that were scattered across the skirt and completely covered the bodice. An homage to your future husband. You were only a few feet from him now. His smile could have lit the darkest of rooms. The tears continued to flow from his eyes, and you could feel tears threatening to leave yours as well.

"Deep breaths," Husk murmured to you before stepping to the side to join Angel. You inhaled deeply, holding your breath until you stood directly in front of Lucifer, only exhaling when he reached out and held your hands in his.

The music stopped. Your heartbeat was the only thing you could hear now.

Charlie cleared her throat. "Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today to join these two souls before us in holy matrimony. I understand that the couple have written their own vows." Charlie glanced your way and beamed. "Ladies first!" You smiled back at her then turned your full attention to Lucifer, staring lovingly and longingly into his eyes. You had spent the entire week practicing and memorizing your words for this very moment. You breathed in, and you breathed out.

"Lucifer, words cannot begin to describe how you make me feel. You have shown me so much compassion, understanding, care, and adoration that I had never experienced on Earth. My promise to you is that I will always stay by your side, I will never abandon you, and I will love you for the rest of my after life. You've changed my life for the better, and I will make sure that I do the same for you. You are my one true love, forever and always. I love you, my angel."

Lucifer pulled one of his hands away to wipe away the tears the refused to stop flowing. Angel pulled out a handkerchief and brought it over to him and began patting it across his cheeks. You looked at Charlie who had also started to cry. She quickly composed herself and turned towards her father. "D-Dad?" she squeaked out.

Once Lucifer was able to compose himself, he took hold of your hands once more. "My love, I have existed since before the dawn of creation. And in my thousands of years of existence, no one has brought me as much joy as you have. You came into my life suddenly, like a thief in the night, and stole my most precious possession. My heart. It is yours now, for eternity and even beyond. I promise that you will never know another day of sadness, of heartbreak, or of loneliness. My devotion to you is boundless and unfathomable and never ending. I am yours. I love you, my queen."

Razzle appeared in front of the two of you, displaying the silver wedding rings for each of you. You and Lucifer took your respective ring to to place on the other's hand.

"Lucifer," Charlie spoke through her sniffles "will you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife; will you love, honor, and cherish her, hold her up in the good times and the bad, for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do, forever," he answered, sliding the ring onto your finger.

Charlie turned and repeated the question to you.

"Yes, I do," you proclaimed, sliding the ring onto his hand in the same manner.

"By the power vested in me, as princess of Hell, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

You and Lucifer smiled at each other, no longer able to hold back any of your tears. Lucifer cupped your face and brought your lips to his for a tender kiss. You heard the cheers from the others in the room, and you definitely heard Angel whistle as your lips connected. When you pulled apart, something had caught your eye. Your rings were glowing. Magic in the form of golden dust surrounded each of them, swirling around the metal bands.

"What's this?" You asked Lucifer, who didn't seem alarmed at all.

He chuckled. "You're the new Queen of Hell, my darling. This magic is a symbol. It signifies that you are no longer bound by the rules that govern the sinners; you are bound to me. You have free reign to travel anywhere you wish, including the other rings of Hell. You're now one of the most powerful beings in the realm! But we can get into the finer details later; for now," Lucifer pecked your lips once again, "let's celebrate!"

After wiping away her excessive tears, Charlie cleared her throat. "Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce to you for the first time ever, Mr. and Mrs. Morningstar!" The crowd cheered as you walked hand in hand with your husband back down the aisle.

"Who's ready to fucking PARTY?!" Cherri yelled behind you as you all made your way towards the bar in the lobby.

Drinks poured at the reception, everyone was cutting lose and having fun! You two had decided to partake in as many traditional reception activities as you could! Neither of you knew how you ended up with so much cake all over yourselves, but it was alright considering Lucifer easily snapped his fingers and both of you ended up back in pristine condition. You invited everyone to participate in the bouquet toss, but it was Vaggie who ended up with the flowers in the end. She absolutely failed to hide her blush from Charlie who was jumping for joy! But this next tradition was something Lucifer had really been looking forward to; the garter belt toss.

Ever the showman, Lucifer hiked up your dress to your thigh and rather than using his hands, he decided to use his teeth to pull the garment down. His head lingered near your thigh way longer than necessary, and you could Angel snickering as Lucifer dragged it down the length of your leg.

"Oh, you're gonna get it," you leaned down to whisper to him, hoping no one else could hear.

"Is that a threat or a promise?" Lucifer retorted with the garter belt still between his teeth.

To no one's surprise, Angel was the one to catch the belt once Lucifer finally tossed it.

The reception was going off without a hitch. Everyone was having the time of their lives getting plastered and gorging themselves on the enormous buffet Lucifer hand conjured up. You had changed out of your wedding dress into a new purple dress; the lavender one that you really liked that you had tried on a week ago before you got yanked out of the dressing room by a certain horny angel. Thankfully, you two were able to go back to the store the next day to properly purchase it. You and Lucifer were given your own large round table so you wouldn't have to sit at the crowded bar. Luckily for Lucifer, this gave him easy access to you. As the reception went on and with no one being the wiser, Lucifer's hand found your thigh once more, gliding it up ever so slowly before you shot him a knowing glance.

"What do you say we leave early," he proposed innocently, "I have a wonderful surprise for my new bride once we're on our honeymoon."

You playfully grabbed Lucifer's wandering hand and pushed it down towards your knee. "Luci, it's only been an hour! You can't tell me you can't wait just a little longer, can you?"

Lucifer stuck out his lip and pouted sweetly. "Oh, but my love, have you forgotten? It's been an entire week! And you know how well behaved I've been, I am nothing if not a man of my word." You felt his hand begin its ascent on your leg once more. You didn't stop him. "But I can only be a gentleman for so long..."

You didn't want to admit it, but you were in the same boat as well. That week apart had been almost tortuous. But you were more than willing to wait until the party was over. Your husband, however, appeared to have a different idea.

Alright then.

Before his hand could climb any higher, your hand shot down immediately to his crotch. Lucifer bit back a yelp as he felt you palm him through his pants. His hand stopped all motion, but instead started digging into your thigh, ultimately trying to remain calm. But that task seemed nearly impossible with the way your hand continued its ministrations, his pants feeling tighter and tighter with every passing second.

"D-Darling, please..." he begged through his clenched teeth.

You grinned wickedly. "You want me to take care of you, Luci?" He nodded his head vigorously. "We're not leaving early. But, I'll help you out as a good wife should, yeah?" Lucifer panted, his nails now dangerously close to breaking through your skin. "Head to the restroom just down the hall. Give me a minute and I'll follow you. I'll knock three times to let you know it's me. I have a plan. No touching yourself, understand?"

"Y-Yes," he breathed. When he was sure no one was looking, he stood up from his chair as fast as possible before making his way down the hall. Once you saw him disappear around the corner, it was time to give yourself some cover.

"Angel!" you yelled across the room, waving your hands to flag him down. The spider demon turned his head and smiled. He said something inaudible to Cherri before making his way over to you.

"Hey there, pretty lady!" Angel bent over and folded is first pair arms on the table, "Congratulations on the new gig! Being Queen of Hell sure is a status boost!"

"Yeah, I still need time to process that," you admitted. "So Angel, can you umm, do me a favor?"

Angel stood up and slicked his hair back. "Oh, anything for the new member of the royal family! What can I do ya for, doll face?"

You let out a shaky breath. "Can you...how do I say this...cause some sort of distraction?" Angel raised an eyebrow. "I just need to take care of something real quick."

"Uh huh," Angel chuckled, "you need to take care of something? Or someone?~" You pursed your lips, a light blush dashed across your cheeks. You really should have known better than to try and tiptoe around your means of leaving with Angel. "That's what I thought. Don't think I didn't notice the King almost sprint out of here just now. Man is absolutely smitten with ya! But you'll get no judgement from me, baby, I know how it is! Consider this your wedding gift, I typically end up being the most distracting person wherever I go! How much time do you need?"

"Five minutes?"

"Oh honey, I think you're giving him way too much credit, especially considering the state he's in." Angel laughed, "I can give you three."

"Four."

"Deal," Angel stuck a hand out for you to shake. He was ready to turn away when he flashed you a wink. "Get ready!"

As soon as you heard Angel shout loud enough to grab everyone's attention, you got up from the table and followed Lucifer's path down the hall. Once you stood in front of the restroom door, you knocked on it three times just as you said you would. It took less than a second for the door to swing open and for Lucifer to pull you inside. He locked the door behind you and crashed his lips into yours. You pushed him up against the door as you slipped your tongue further into his mouth. He was devouring you as his hands gripped your hips.

"We don't have a lot of time," you said breathlessly, "we have four minutes."

"How did-HHNG," Lucifer wanted to question until you began to palm at his now very apparent erection through his pants again.

"Let's just say I owe Angel big time." You started to fumble with Lucifer's belt, pulling it off of his pants with a quick flick of your arm. Your hands worked at the button and zipper of his pants next, going almost too fast for you to properly hold anything. You gripped the hem of his pants and boxers and were about to pull them down together until Lucifer grabbed your wrists.

"Wait, wait! What about you?" he asked. Even in such a lust filled state, he still only ever thought about you. God, you really hit the jackpot.

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "I appreciate it hon, but we really don't have the time to argue about this. Four minutes, remember? Probably closer to three now." You pulled your hands away from Lucifer's grip and went back to the hem of his pants, pulling down his boxers in the process, finally freeing his hardened cock that was already leaking precum. You placed your hands on either side of his hips, his back flush against the door. "You better tell me what you want quickly, Luci."

Lucifer gulped hard, staring at you through half-lidded eyes. "T-touch me...please...n-need you..."

Without another word, you moved to stand at Lucifer's side as your one hand gripped his shaft while the other cupped his mouth to keep him from making too much noise. "Shh, gotta be quiet, my love. You don't want the others to hear how your queen makes you feel." He nodded his head silently as you began to stroke him. You watched as precum dripped onto the floor below; it was obvious how pent up he was. You quickly picked you the pace as your hand moved up and down his cock, thumbing over the tip only for Lucifer to mewl into your hand and buck up into your touch. His breathing became more and more staggered by the second, he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. But you knew you were running out of time and your hands alone were not going to be enough to finish the job. "Not a sound," you commanded as you released your hand from his mouth, dropping to your knees in an instant. Before Lucifer could protest, your mouth had already full engulfed his length. He threw his own hand over his mouth to muffle his screams as best he could. Your head bobbed up and down rapidly on his cock while stopping every few seconds to lap circles around his tip. He was close.

"F-Fuu-uuccckk," he whimpered, "I-I'm g-mmph...gonna c-cum...shitshitSHIT!" And almost on cue, you felt him empty himself inside you. Strings of hot cum hit that back of your throat while you continued to suck him off, helping him ride out his orgasm. Once he was finished, you let his now softened dick fall from your lips, not letting a single drop leave your mouth. You gracefully stood up and grabbed his belt that you had flung earlier and handed it to him.

"Feel better?" you whispered in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.

He turned his head to meet your lips once more. He always loved the taste of him on your mouth. "Immeasurably," Lucifer moaned into you.

"And only with a few seconds to spare!" Lucifer buckled his pants once more while you walked over to the sink and began soaking one of the wash cloths in cool water. You dabbed the towel on his forehead, attempting to cool him down. "Can't have you looking so disheveled, my king."

"I promise to make this up to you," Lucifer swore. "You should never be left unsatisfied."

You smiled and kissed him on the forehead sweetly. "My satisfaction is knowing I'm the only one who can pull those beautiful sounds out of you." Lucifer could help but look away from you in embarrassment. "Now, if you promise to behave for the rest of the party, let's just say I have a...proposition for you later tonight. I know exactly how you can pay me back." You unlocked the bathroom door and held it open for him. "Let's not keep our guests waiting!"

~~~

IT'S SO FUCKING LATE RIGHT NOW HOLY GOD I WAS ON A ROLL I DIDN'T WANT TO STOP! I hope you guys are ready for the honeymoon ;)

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[anonymouscheeses]

Big fckn redesigns here. Well mostly Charlie but Vaggie somewhat too 🥰🥰

Blue fits Charlie soooo much and I cease to see that many redesigns with this color. I still want red to be used in most of their designs because well. They are in hell, but not too present so to make way for other unique colors. Charlie has several physical traits from her parents but also she has some details in her clothes that match with them. When I uhh, introduce their designs you'll see lmao. I also tried to make her have a more roundish design, I jst LOVE those typ of designs omg. I just want the characters with not too many sharp corners pls Viv bro... 😔 oh yeah she's mixed cuz her mom's are darker in their redesigns. Alot of their genetics went down to Charlie so she doesn't look like an exact copy of Lucifer, I kind of hate that trend with hh and hb characters, like did the moxxies dad give birth to him bro 😭 also I kept her bow because it looks so cute and silly on her it just fits, I wish they made it bigger in her show design because it would fit her silliness so much. She has a cape with stars because morningSTAR smh why didnt they do something fun with that, missed potential but whatevs yknow I still love og designs no matter what anyone sayss. Did you know I love Charlie, I could ramble for days. I think I love Charlie guys. Maybe jst a hunch idk... also... s-snake fangs.. jeepers anddd..... snake tongue.... shiver me timberz

The wife ever. I had animation in mind more when I designed her, not like in a "How easy or hard would this be to animate" way. But I like to imagine when she's shocked her hair kind of fluffs out plus her actual fluff, when she's mad her bow turns into kind of horns and then her jacket expands like wings. Gave her a more hotel like outfit, she likes to work for fun (ew). Her socks are socks but she has some fluff under them she just tries to cover it up because she hates herself 🤪 (she doesn't hate her bigger body she actually feels much more comfortable chubby than when she was skinny with Adam. She was burdened with the weight of Adam's image of women... In this sorta rewrite she gained weight when she goes to the hotel because she's more happy. I'm dying I love chub Vaggie so much guys please) headcanon: she kind of likes fashion, it's like a fun hobby of hers to stitch together clothing and go out and buy clothes she'll never wear. She taught Charlie how to stitch and she SUCKS so you can jst see it on Charlie's pants.

Second outfits! Charlie's hotel uniform for. Well. Hotel stuff. She usually only wears it when new people come to the hotel, which.... isn't often, if at all. She still likes to keep it just in case. Also she goes really cartoonish when it happens, she does the looney tunes run and changes into her clothes in like 2 seconds. Can you see my vision? 😭😭

Vaggie's is in her armor. She has several pairs of armor lying around in the hotel in completely hidden spots. It's kind of surprising uhh. Yeah she wears it alot more than Charlie wears her alt uniform but still rare to find her in it. I don't get the whole thing with the exterminators and them not being able to fight according to Carmilla. Which is kinda stupid, I'm not gonna lie. So, instead of that, Vaggie has just let her guard down and has gotten much more comfortable in her surroundings so she feels like she doesn't need to fight anymore, she's just gotten rusty 's what I'm sayin. I have no idea how to draw armor. You can tell...

Extra below cut vvvv

BABY CHARLIE!!! With the heads of my redesigns for Luci, Eve, and Lillith. Haha you still cant see them. Uhh, ill definitely finish the thing one day. Its not even that big of a project thing, i think i jst keep going to other drawings so im like not focusing on one thing lmao. Lucifer has heterochromia because he was cursed to forever be reminded of his betrayal. I only explained that because Charlie has it too, it's kind of a curse on the entire blood line where at least one eye is red. This is like. Slightly older Charlie than the baby Charlie in show? I jst wanted to put her in overalls cuz omg that's jst so cute ughhh 😭😭

[theyanderespecialist]

Pass The Salt (Scenario) Yandere Alastor X Charlie OC Marie (Hazbin Hotel)

(No One's POV)

Marie Morningstar got a call from her dad last night, he was coming for dinner! Tonight! She ran to Alastor for help. Knocking on his door as Vaggie is manning the staff. Alastor's door opens and Marie walks in. He is sitting there eating a dear.

"Alastor, Oh Satan's ball I need your help!" She cries out.

"Mmmm? And what for my dear?" He asks.

"My dad is coming for Dinner and the hotel is not ready! He has not met my girlfriend yet! He wants to see how the hotel is doing! HELP!" She cries and Alastor seems to be thinking about it.

He was familiar with Lucifer, but also, he could finally make his intention clear.

"All right, first we need to get the hotel in order and some fresh foo-" Suddenly he stopped as she wrapped her around him and buried her face into his chest.

"THANK YOU!" She almost sobs.

Her daddy issues were strong. He can use them to his advantage. He also did not hate her touching him as much as others when they did it.

(The daddy issues are strong with this one)

(XD Unstable daddy issues I fear, Daddy issues are now the force XD)

She suddenly pulled away and gave a nervous laugh. “Right- personal space- sorry, it’s in my head.” She pointed to her head as she gave a nervous laugh.

“I just got so excited- oh Alastor, thank you, thank you, thank you.” She said as she clapped and beamed, barely standing in one place for more than a few seconds.

"Well let's get to it little one~" He says. "We got to make your father a nine-course meal and get this hotel into shape!"

She blushed when he called her little one and walked her down the steps to the hotel where Vaggie was in charge of the guests and staff.

He snaps his fingers and suddenly dozen voodoo dolls appear. He gave them instructions and they got to work.

"Me and Marie will be in the kitchen, do not disturb us!" Alastor called and led Marie away.

Vaggie suddenly however stopped the two.

“Uh- excuse me, what’s going on- Marie, are you seriously having Alastor cook dinner tonight?” Vaggie asked as Alastor’s smile widened and his eye twitched slightly.

This month was far too involved...

“Alastor is a, really, really good cook Vaggie, he’s the perfect person to ask for help!”

"Do not worry there will be no demon meat!" Alastor says. "I would never do such a thing to the King or Queen of Hell!"

Marie nodded her head.

(I like how he did not add princess XD)

(XD Bad Alastor

(XD)

“Yeah Vaggie, remember, our trust lesson earlier this year at the beginning? We have to true everyone here, even Alastor.” Marie said as she smiled and held her girlfriend’s hand.

“Uh, he didn’t mention you..or any of us,” Vaggie said as she looked at her girlfriend and then narrowed her eyes on Alastor.

"I am sure he never fed us it!" She says with a smile. "We got a few hours, I need you to get the guests and staff ready, they need to be ready not to act out in front of my dad. This is the first time he took interest and I want to show him what we are doing here is good."

Vaggie nods her head and kisses her cheek, Alastor almost growls and then they go to cook.

Alastor kept his eye on Vaggie until she was gone before looking at Marie who was waiting excitedly for his direction. That is one thing she knew, the kitchen was Alastor’s territory, at least when it came to cooking. It was hers in terms of baking.

“So what are we going to make, what do we need, what can I do to help?” She asked.

(God she’s adorable lmao)

He instructed her and helped her do everything and then she turned to him. "I need your help making candy apples, they're my dad's favorite dessert." She tells him and he nods his head.

They got everything done and the food was being monitored by Alastor Voodoo to stay perfect.

"OH I got to get dre-" Alastor snapped her fingers and she was washed and dressed perfectly.

They rush out and see Vaggie in a dress. "Oh, Vaggie you look great!" Marie gushes.

"Angel Dust and Husk decided to go out for dinner and I got nifty and sir pentious to leave as well, she would have been all over him. They will come back but they agreed to get the business stuff out first so they do not ruin the dinner."

Marie nodded. "That was a good idea," Marie says a more intimate dinner and then have coffee and drinks introducing the guests.

That is when the door is knocked on and Marie walks to it opening it and there is Lucifer Morningstar.

Marie smiled, going to hug her father before stopping and holding her hand out to shake his instead,

“Hi, Dad.” “Marie. I see the hotel isn’t in shambles.” He said as Marie gave a nervous laugh.

“Oh, yeah- yeah it’s going great Dad, you’re going to love dinner, I’ve got a surprise for you too,” Marie said as she was going to say she was dating Vaggie

Alastor smiled and led them to the table. "Let's eat dinner or it will get cold! Your Majesty, might I just say that you have the most amazing daughter in all of hell?"

(Alastor buttering up Lucifer XD)

(Gotta get daddy’s blessing before you steal his daughter)

(mmmmmm hmmmmm XD)

Vaggie stopped as she looked up at Alastor. She didn’t like when he’d compliment Marie, or felt..weird. Fucking Weird.

However, Marie seemed happy at Alastor’s words, Lucifer, why he was proud.

The food came out as Marie realized when she passed around the salt, she forgot to salt her food as it sat between Alastor and Lucifer, but closer to her father.

So she spoke up.

“Daddy, can you pass the salt please?”

suddenly both Alastor and Lucifer's hands were on the salt and the room went dead silent except for Alastor's Radio static. Marie's face was bright red and Lucifer looked shocked.

"Marie, are you sleeping with the Radio Demon?!" He asks

Marie blushed even more. "I-I-"

"Not yet, but she will be~," Alastor says and passes the salt to Marie. Who gave a weak and flustered thank you.

Vaggie was doing her best not to stab Alastor, but she could not do anything while Lucifer was here. She looked ready to kill Alastor who cut into his food. Vaggie knew this meant war. Lucifer was thinking how proud he was of his daughter for dating a respectable overlord like Alastor!

(XD Well Daddy Gave his blessing XD)

[sioraiocht]

✏ oooo can't pass this one up!

Send ✏ (or "PENCIL") for mun to write about a muse they thought about trying to roleplay or one they are already roleplaying outside Tumblr RPC.

There are quite a lot I write on discord who i'd love to add but I'm so scared of overloading my blog lmao

BUT some of the ones who I think would be particularly fun to write with Azi:

Damien Morningstar: The Antichrist, son of Lucifer & Lilith

Hades: he's less annoying than Lucifer but only just

Artiya'il: An angel who's believed to remove the grief of humans

Gabriel: Not Good Omens based but equally hated by Lucifer

Now that I'm reading back over these I want to add them - Esp the angels because they never get the chance to be written much

also, if you mention Damien to Lucifer it's a good way to annoy him. He is not impressed by his son's inability to conquer the world and be better than Jesus.

[normystical]

hrhrgrgrggr i wanna make an animatic of becky apples with certain hazbin hotel characters but i can't. and like even if i had the motivation this very second i do not have TIME FOR THAT so uhh might just spill my ideas all over here w/ altered lyric captions

husk . lucifer . ugh !! husk

i bet lucifer's got perfect hair [vox imitating sweeping hair back cuz he's a jealous and bald mfer lmfao]

husk. husk's got stupid STUPID [ears? claws? idk tbh but he doesn't have hooves so we're changing that lyric,,]

i'm never gonna eat another appLE EVER AGAIN!! [god have mercy on my mediocre art skills bc i will have to illustrate vox not only crushing an apple but with his clawed ass hands]

OO it reallt bunches my f luff to thrink how badly he hurtyou. bbg. tell me your story

[idk what to do with the lines "i left my rider so that i could raise an army (so that you could raise an army) then c-doug popped up and he said something alarming (oo, what'd he say?) he told me that my best friend's ridden (no!) another horse so pretty (no way!)" but i do want to have the latter two lines have charlie just talking about alastor and lucifer fighting all the time like haha those guys. those silly little rascals]

and his name is lucifer [morningstar/the king of hell/HIMSELF] because UGH of course it is !! !

lucifer lucifer whag a gorgeous famcy SCHMUCK luci how you like em apples cuz i think ur apples SUCK [naybe at that part i animate an apple pelted at luci just for shits and giggles itll be fun trust me] lucifer lucifer ggeues what i knew alastor first and while technically i dont know lucifer i know hes the WORST

ugh he is soo the worst vocks . right?? its unbelievable !! stupid luci. but can i tell you about someone whos,, kind of a total lucifer in my life? okay i—i mean im kinda not done being mad about lucifer bu—

WELL I WAS flirtin glirtin with a slick promstoar (this is not the same situation.) he was the finest spider femboy that i ever pursued (rhere was more than one??) he played me like a ukulele (he did.) i dont want no drama baby (too late?) but i FLIPPED when i found out his boyfriend was a wwinged cat guy idk how to change this lyric tbh sorry guys

oh that husk[er] that husk[er]s got stupid pretty legs and i bet that angel dust would let HIM adopt his eggs [cut to vox being horrifically confused and weirded out for half a second] hUsK [angel talking about him happily] HuSk [angel talking to him on the phone] hUsK [angel greeting husk at the door] HuSk [angel moaning his mame while getting fucked lmao get fucked val wait wut] UGH !! even his wings are perkier !!

maybe husk's flirty boyfriend is the one whos the ACTUAL jerk here... UGH!! husk!! making me feel bad for projecting my own insecurities and displacing blame on HIM, when HE really did nothing wrong? UGH. hes the WORST.

[vox clear he throat]

OH RIGht! ur sad :3

i feel ur pain girl, im ur vindicator, and we dont know husk, lucifer, we just know we hate him . this isnt okay and this isnt fiiiine

...let it out bbg

[vox drops his face into val's fluff as he sighs]

its just i thoughgt al,, would always be miine

ok spilling out my ideas FINALLY done jesus fuck this sucks when it's explained rather than imagined or animated lmao

[draculasfavoritewife]

I know this is quite late (midterms got to me lmao but I still survive!) and technically it's no longer Wednesday, but hey a day off the mark ain't that bad, right?

I'm taking inspiration from @nerdieforpedro (thank you for the tag dear!) and tossing out some snippets from five of my drafts below:

No Word for Hero - Din Djarin x fem!Reader

"Bad dream?"

He sounds tired. He hardly ever sleeps through a full night at the best of times, and even then it's rarely a deep sleep.

If the old saying "sleep with one eye open" were actually true, Din would be its personification.

You curse your overactive mind a second time, for disturbing his precious few moments of rest.

"I'm fine." You don't lie back down, instead pulling your knees to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. Normally you find his quarters chilly, but the adrenaline coursing through your veins makes the room suddenly feel close and stuffy.

He shifts against you, no doubt to study your posture. "You don't sound fine."

You sigh. "I will be. You should try and get some sleep, Din."

2. It's You - Lucifer Morningstar x fem!Reader

You order your thoughts, taking a breath to let your own inner tumult dissipate and inhale the scent of him, that blend of too-expensive cologne edged with just enough of the whiskey and smoke to be exciting and not overpowering. It reminds you once more, in this moment, of just how deeply you love this tortured angel, your King without a crown, and how you chose to do so even knowing there would be nights like this, times he tried to push you away. 

He deserves to have someone on his side no matter what, even when he’s difficult. 

“You make me happy.” 

3. Hunted - Din Djarin x fem!Reader

You hear him before you see him, an almost deceptively musical clink of the explosive charges on his belt against his vambrace as his arm brushes past. There’s nowhere to run, so you pull back your hood with an admittedly dramatic flourish and discard your savory treat, hands sliding to the twin vibroblades sheathed at your thighs. 

“So, its finally come to this, Mando.” You pull your knives and take up a fighting stance. “No use trying to sweet-talk you out of this, is there?” 

He doesn’t answer, just pulls his own blade and gestures with his chin as if saying “Try me”. 

So you do. 

4. El Hambre - Miguel O'Hara x fem!Reader

Miguel finally turns to fully face you, and you inhale quickly as always, at the way he towers so far above your head, how his wide shoulders block out the light from his screens so his silhouette swallows you in darkness. His hair is messy, and there are deep shadows under his eyes, but his pretty mouth is slanted in a wry grin and the set of his thick eyebrows hints at underlying amusement. 

“Cute,” is what he remarks at your wide blinking eyes and blush-dusted cheeks, and it makes him smirk wickedly, to see how that one word flusters you for the barest of seconds. You’ve told him multiple times that you hate being called “cute” by anybody else, but ever since the first time the word slipped past his lips when he really realized just how much smaller you were underneath his body…. Well, he knows the effect it can have. 

5. Idle Hands - Tony Stark x fem!Reader

"That," he grins, "was adorable. Sleepy version of you is so much more demanding. Maybe I should stay down here too long more often."

You try to frown. "How dare you."

"I do a lot of dumb things to see where they get me. You know that." He nods at the gray sweatshirt keeping you warm. "Why don't you take that off for me. You make me cold, I get to return the favor."

Aaaaaanyway so y'all get a sneak peek of some of the other fandoms I'm working on stuff for besides my Mando works 👀 Most of these fics are within an edit or two of finishing, so please feel free to vote on whichever you're most interested in seeing me publish! (when the hectic schedule I keep next allows me to post)

Wednesday WIP

I was tagged by @wannab-urs @for-a-longlongtime and @pedroshotwifey so let's see if I can figure this game out... 🥸

Step one: Post Snippets of the fics you're working on (can be a summary if there's no snippet)

I picked my top five (yes five, I switch around a lot and have random ideas. This is Nerdie. 👀). Some of them I have mentioned before, I came back to them because my smut fairy 🧚‍♀️ came back thanks to @magpiepills and her Javier Pena being a whore (affectionately and very interested what happened with the pantyhose)

1. Two Hearts on the Ocean - Javi G x (Abigail) OFC

Abigail and Javier sipped their tea while chatting about the last movie and how both of them had fallen asleep. Expressing his displeasure at falling asleep during a Nicolas Cage movie, Abby confessed that she had fallen asleep during ‘Ghost Rider’ before and this was the first time she’d been awake through the whole movie so he shouldn’t feel bad. Javier told her that it was because he was here with her to keep her awake. She agreed that he was likely right.  They planned to re-watch ‘The Sorcerer's Apprentice’ another day and Javi walked her to her room after stopping off in the kitchen on the way to drop off the mugs. It felt like earlier in the day when he’d walked her to her hotel room though he wouldn’t be so far away this time. She gave him a peck on the cheek and said goodnight as Javier did the same.

2. Roc & Doc - Tim Rockford x (Doc) OFC

“I think you should send Tim a picture of yourself in your outfit. Show him what he’s missing out on by sitting at home in his boxers or sleeping in his office gazing lovingly at his murder board.” This elicited you to choke on your punch and put a hand to your chest.

“I-I- who is that fun for exactly?! What is wrong with everyone this week?!” Knocking back the rest of your drink and pouring yourself more, you’re holding onto the table to keep yourself upright. “First the damn notebook, a bone song, now I find out and meet…”

3. Diddle your Dieter to Disco - Dieter Bravo x plus size female reader

“There’s my Kit Kat. I was trying to entertain myself while waiting for you. I wanted to surprise you.” His face laid against your stomach, giving it a soft kiss as his hands roamed. You took the glitter and poured two quarter sized glops on his back to which he hissed at the sudden cold from your hands spread along his shoulder blades and down his spine, spreading the silver glitter slinging it onto his skin. Now in the different lights, the sparkles danced across his skin, Dieter moaned from your touch, digging his hands into your thighs as you continued to massage his back. “Fuck…yes baby. What are you putting back there?” He asked as one hand snaked under your skirt and squeezed one of your ass cheeks, he enjoyed his hand sinking into your plush skin. 

(Smut below the break - FYI)

4. Foul Play - Javier Pena x Aria Davis (plus size OFC)

Aria headed straight home after meeting Javier. It needed to be while his memory was fresh in her mind: His voice telling her he wants her, to grab her, hold her, bend her, mold her, mark her, whispering to her as he’s deep inside of her. His grin as he told her to undress. Maybe as she stood before him as he laid back on the bed, waiting for her to come to him. His moan from his first bites of his food. Could he make that same sound with her? His hands messy with the grease from the empanada. He had wiped them off but she could picture him licking them. His pink shirt and jeans clinging to his slim body from the humidity.

5. Florida Heat - Dave York x Santiago Garcia

Dave is aware that his moan is too loud. He should not be feeling it this much, he hated it and was trying to plan how to turn the tables of Santiago. To see him break apart before him as he was doing right now, in his hand were both of their throbbing shafts. He was certain if he could hold out a bit longer, Garcia would climax first. He could then use his recovery to overstimulate him. Pull his curls, toward him as he fingers Santi’s ass with lube, stretching him so he can prod his entrance with his cock and slowly…Dave felt it on his face first, a small splatter before the ropes landed on his chest and stomach. He was panting from the picture in his head of Santiago Garcia whining for him to fuck his round and full ass. One of them had climaxed. One of them relaxed. One of them was laughing.

Step two: put them in a poll and let people vote on which one you should work on

Step three: Every vote is one minute you put on a timer to work on that fic (ex. 15 votes =. 15 minutes of writing)

Also if you want to ask questions about any of my fics, myself comments and asks are wide open, like the thots. 😘

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[staliasjeronica]

RiverVale S6 Ep3 Thoughts *Spoilers*

- Honestly they should’ve had Jughead narrate like this all the time because it’s so much more entertaining than him having the most screen time and taking over all of the episodes

- No sorry the ONLY person not allowed to die is Pop 

- VEGGIE’S FIRST I LOVE YOU AND THE WAY VERONICA’S VOICE GETS HIGHER BECAUSE SHE LOVES HIM TOO AHHHHHHHH

Rest of thoughts under cut to keep the tag clean :)

- TBK telling Betty that TBK has to come to Rivervale lol that would never actually happen we already know glen is TBK!

- Babylonium 👀 house of sin lmao okay Alice as if you and FP weren’t fucking in the same house as your nasty toxic codependent children and didn’t care

- STAY AWAY FROM TABITHA MR. CYPHER

- TERRANCE? POP’S NAME IS TERRANCE?

- LOU CYPHER it wasn’t until I saw the card and read it out in full that I understood why that was his name lmao Lucifer is funny

- Sorry the only Lucifer who can do this in an interest entertaining way is Lucifer Morningstar

- FANGS… IS FINN? What the fuck- wait so technically Kangs isn’t back thank fucking god KEVIN NOT EVEN READING THE AGREEMENT PLSSSS wait… is Finn Fangs’ real name? Wait did they—

- Veronica standing up to Lucifer as she should my queen

- Red flag already, tbk’s mask would have already been taken off when he was placed in custody lmao

- YES THROW NICK UNDER THE BUS VERONICA MUAH the way she’s always the one who can figure something out we love to see it

- Jughead writes an interview just so he could never write anything ever again? lol okay… anyways Jeronica being the smartest ones when I comes to Lucifer hehe

- Jughead looks petrified wow… he’d rather never write again? Damn okay…

- “Nicky” ew

- Hate that Veronica is having to talk and flirt with her abuser but anyways now he’s gone <3

- REGGIE OFFERED VERONICA’S SOUL? Oh FUCK no thank God this is an alternate universe

- Veronica is one of the most selfless bitches in all over Rivervale (and Riverdale) we love her

- why would Betty keep her dead murderer dad from suffering in hell why should she care lol

- THE WAY BETTY STABS HIM LOL IT LOOKED SO WEIRD FAJHSDK

- wow TBK is Glen!!!! Like we didn’t know the second he came up on the screen lol

- Jughead is me (and every other writer) trying to get the will to write fhadskjafsj

- Veronica singing Marry The Night omg and she looks so fucking good

- Finn is interesting,,, but also I’m still confused about Fangs/Finn but whatever I’m choosing to believe that Kangs isn’t back

- Rafael and the Tates we stan!!! “NOW WHY DON’T YOU GET THE HELL OUT OF OUR TOWN!” so… does that mean Veronica is saved?

- Jughead smiling at him being able to write that he’s damned

- WAIT WHEN DID GLEN HAVE A WIFE WASN’T HE SECRETLY DATING BETTY IN THE BEGINNING LMAO

- So the casino becomes the lotus hotel/casino from Percy Jackson in a sense?

- LIKE A LITTLE BITCH I love her iconic line! but also rip Reggie and Veggie </3

- THE JERONICA CRUMB <3333333

- Sabrina muah

- NOT MORE INCEST?! WHEN WE SAID WE WANTED LILI TO KISS GIRLS ON THE SHOW WE DIDN’T MEAN LIKE THIS!!!!! They can give us this but not Lopaz or Cheronica…… k thanks glad you guys care more about incest we didn’t ask for than giving the viewers something we’ve wanted since the beginning of the show <3

[drethanramslay]

OH2 Outfit Spoiler!! Anyways lol what if when Ethan sees MC in the Mass Kenmore scrubs he tries to get all technical and is like technically I’m not your boss cause I’m wearing an Edenbrook white coat and you’re wearing another hospitals scrubs 👀👀 lmao and they end up role playing or something. Just a thought

Grip (Ethan x MC)

Pairing: Ethan X MC (Leah Garcia)

Warning: PG, Fluff, Humour

Tagging: @miyakokurono

Song: Grip by Alec Bailey

Author's note: When I saw the above ask I was inspired to write a short drabble 😬 so here it is-

"We have to infiltrate the enemy. So go put on your war paint, fellow comrades and make Edenbrook proud." Bryce, said with so much conviction that it gave Leah goosebumps.

"Um, scapel jockey, in case you noticed, it is just a stake out to find more information not a 'Jason Bourne' action sequence and secondly, its just like one person going in." Jackie pointed out, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.

"It just in the details, nose wipe." Bryce just waved her off.

"So the question is, who is going in?" Ethan asked, leaning against the wall, checking the time. The more time he spent here, the more he felt his brain cells die.

"Well I can't go because I have my college friends working there. They would instantly recognise me because admit it, who is gonna forget this face." Bryce said as he pointed to his face.

"God Bryce, for the love of God, Focus." Leah said as she massaged her temple.

Jackie looked down at her pager and sighed. "Well, I can't really go because Mr. Rodriguez from room 502 is pretty unstable. So, I will have to stay the night so that he can make it."

"What about Sienna? Elijah?" Leah asked. "Sienna is busy with Mitch in another case and Elijah has gone to visit his parents." Jackie answered.

"Guess, Lee-Lee is gonna take one for the team." Bryce said.

Lead grimaced. She hated that nickname and she had told that to Bryce innumerable times, but did it work?

Nope.

Leah just sighed. There was no use fighting over it. As much as she loathed to see Landry's rat face, she had to do this for the patients. If she didn't, then it would go against the Hippocratic Oath she swore.

"Fine. You guys owe me big time."

"Wonderful. Follow me Leah. I might have something that might help give you an advantage." Ethan said, as he turned towards the door of the dingy supply closet. "Do me proud Lee -Lee. I be- leaf in you." Bryce said. Jackie just slapped his shoulder while Leah groaned. She swore that Bryce was just a five year old stuck in a man's body.

Leah waved Jackie and Bryce goodbye as she stepped out into the hallway and quickly hurried behind Ethan.

They stepped into Ethan's office. She stopped to look at the many accomplishments which decorated the walls of his office. She also spotted a picture of Ethan with Jenner, who was a very good boy.

"Here." Ethan handed the red scrubs and the doctor's coat which had Mass Kenmore's logo on it. Leah whistled lowly. "Oooh how did you score this?"

"Someone there owed me a favor." Ethan said as he shrugged.

"Are you like Lucifer Morningstar? Granting favours and then in turn they owe you?" Leah asked with a small smirk.

"Lucifer who?"

"You don't know? That tv show where- you know what, forget it. Where do I change?" Leah asks as she takes the scrubs.

"Here."

Leah almost dropped the pile of clothes and blushing profusely at the thought of being naked in front of the older doctor. She had not forgotten the way they had made love on the window of his penthouse. Or how he took her from behind the night of the hearing. How his blue eyes pierced into hers, as he kissed down the valley of her breasts.

Snap out of it LEAH.

She cleared her throat, "Um excuse me?" Her voice squeaky, betraying her.

Ethan turned to her and she swore that she saw a ghost smirk. "C'mon Leah its nothing I haven't seen before." She just playfully shoved him.

"Shut up asshole." She muttered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"That's what I thought." Ethan said with a half smirk.

Leah headed to the bathroom adjacent to ethan's office. She changed quickly, and combed her fingers through her hair.

She stepped out just as ethan was sliding his green jacket on. "You ready?" Ethan asked as he fixed the collar of the jacket.

Leah looked at the white v-neck he was wearing which scooped low to show off his collarbones. If there was one thing that was her weakness, it was collarbones.

I just want to lick them.

"Um yeah." She cleared her throat and put her hands on her waist, in a superman pose. "I was born ready baby."

Ethan just shook his head and muttered, "Why do I even put up with your clownery?"

She stepped towards him, "Admit it, your life would be dull without my positive ray of humour."

"Okay sunshine. Lets move." Ethan said as he pointed towards the door.

Leah stopped in her tracks. "Was that...a nickname I heard? Has Ethan Jonah Ramsey, officially lost it? Who thought I would live to see the day Dr . Ethan Ramsey calls me, a term of endearment??"

"Oh for the love of god-" Ethan groaned, and turned her by the shoulder and pushed her towards the door. Leah yelped but followed suit.

"Y'know, that as for the current moment, I am not your colleague." Leah mused, sending a smirk to Ethan. Ethan's step faltered.

"Leah..."

Leah turned around and faced him. His arms came to rest on her hips as she looked up at him with longing and yearning. "What? I am just stating facts-"

She was interrupted as Ethan pressed his lips to hers, kissing her so passionately that Leah couldn't help but gasp. He slowly pushed her to the wall, and deepened the kiss.

The kiss was passionate, a fight for dominance, where nobody seemed to win. Leah's knees became weaker as Ethan's hands roamed around her body, memorizing each and every curve.

They would have continued kissing, if they didn't require air to breathe. Ethan leaned back, and rested his head against Leah's forehead, catching his breath.

His stormy blue eyes met Leah's warm brown, chocolately orbs. He gave a small smirk, "Since we are stating facts let me state one. If we don't make a move in the next five seconds, we might not be able to leave this office for the next two hours."

Leah gave a breathless laugh. "Two hours only? Damn Ethan you have gone weak." She patted on his chest, with mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Gotta work on that cardio."

Ethan's eyes narrowed and he reached down to squeeze her ass. Leah yelped and Ethan broke into a chuckle. Soon, Leah joined in.

"C'mon Rookie. We have a hospital to save."

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Damn I am on a role heheheh

[azritesx3]

Let Me Show You My Love - Lucifer & F!Reader

Anonymous: Hey! I have a request for LuciferXreader! I really love the idea of the reader and Lucifer getting into a fight (cuz of all their pent up emotions and thinking that each of their love is unrequited) and the reader storms out only to get mugged/attacked. Luci goes to make up from the fight and finds her injured in an alley way or wherever you wish and takes care of her and they admit their feelings Heeheehee and maybe bang lmao or at least some smoochin.

Description: You've known Lucifer Morningstar since he returned to Earth five years ago. You tried to pickpocket the Devil, and instead of punishment he gave you a job as his "personal human". After so many years your infatuation turned to love, and unknown to you he felt the same, but neither of you know how to say it. Until the fight.

Rating: Explicit Warnings: Swearing, Dirty Words, Smut

AN: My first request! [eee!] Hope I’ve done you proud Anon! :) AN: Updated August 23, 2020 - Grammar. Reupload!

AO3 / Fanfic Net / Wattpad / DeviantArt

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"He still isn't here?"

"Hasn't been here the whole night." Mazikeen of the Lilim pours you a shot.

"Let me guess," you down the shot, "Out with the Detective?" Mazikeen gives you a pointed eyebrow and refills your shot. You down it.

The day Lucifer Morningstar met Detective Chloe Decker became the worst of your life, and you had a lot of bad days. Ever since that first case he would not shut up about her during your talks.

Can you believe it, y/n? A human able to resist me!

He became infatuated with her, and with that came the realization that you were jealous.

Yes, you felt the pull that everyone, well almost everyone, felt when they met the Devil, but you were stronger than most. Life on the streets and having to bid to men's commands just to eat some food made a thick stone wall around your heart.

But now, the Devil himself was beginning to chip the wall down. It was slow, but as the years passed you saw the man more than his title.

And yes, you knew he was the actual Devil. That night when he made you that proposition he showed you his true self, mainly so he could see how it would affect a living human.

And boy did it fuck you up. You were a mess for a month, but instead of leaving you on the streets unable to defend yourself in that state, he took you in. He gave you a whole level of his skyscraper club to call home. He maintained a distance while your mind was fucked, but always made sure you had food and hadn't killed yourself.

He was so...happy that night you came up to his penthouse of your own will. That's when your stone wall began to crack.

But now you desperately wanted it back up. You hated this feeling. This jealousy for a man. You were always Miss Independent.

How could Chloe Decker compare to you? Sure, she could resist his charm, but she didn't even know the real Lucifer. Not just the Devil part, but the man. The Angel. The Lightbringer who created all light in the universe.

Besides, Lucifer never once tried his little mind trick with you. He never even tried to get you in bed with him.

So why…

"Why is she so special?" You whisper more to yourself, but the ever loyal demon refills your shot, pours herself one and clinks the glasses together.

"No idea." You both down your shots.

"Is the party already over?" Lucifer calls as he descends the stairs.

"Been over for an hour," Maze drawls back, taking another shot.

"Ah. Pity." Lucifer walks over to the bar and motions Maze for a shot.

But you notice that he's been holding his side.

"Lucifer, what happened?" You look at him seriously.

"Whatever do you mean, darling?" He brushes you off and takes his shot.

You know him though. You push his body on the stool so he's facing you, and pull away his hand.

Blood starts pooling on his shirt.

"What the hell?" You began to panic and cover the wound with your own hand to make it stop, "How did this happen?!"

"He didn't tell you?" Maze looks at you questionably.

"Tell me what?"

"That pet Detective of his makes him vulnerable." Maze takes another shot and watches as you face Lucifer with a look of shock while he looks at her with a look of "Father damn it Maze". Maze becomes very amused.

"Aka killable."

"She knows what it means, Mazikeen." It was never a good sign when Lucifer used Maze's full name.

But right now you didn't care. You forced the Devil off the stool and into the elevator, pushing the button for your floor. As soon as the doors open you pull him towards the bathroom.

"Take your shirt off." You command as you pull out the first aid kit.

"Well well, y/n. I-"

"Lucifer." You look at him sternly and in no way in the mood for his flirting. He gives an exasperated sigh and removes his top. Thankfully the wound didn't look very deep, so no need for stitches. You spray peroxide on it and bite your lip at the hiss of pain he makes. You put a cloth on the wound then a bandaid on top to hold it.

"You know, I could get used to having a personal nurse." Lucifer crosses his arms, which buffed his chest out a bit, and smiles flirtatiously at you as you clean up, "Can I convince you to wear a sexy nurse number while you take care of me?"

"Why?" You whisper.

"Well it would lift my healing spirits up a considerable-"

"No, Lucifer." You face him and stand tall, "Why didn't you tell me she does this to you?"

Lucifer shifts, "Because it's none of your concern."

"It's all my concern!" Your voice rises, "You need to stay away from her!"

"You have no authority over me." Lucifer's voice and tinted red eyes would make anyone cower in fear.

But not you.

"I do when your life is at risk!"

"NO!" Lucifer's Devil face is out and he towers over you, "NO ONE HAS AUTHORITY OVER ME!" His grasp cracks your countertop. He focuses on that in order to calm down. He saw you take that small step back.

"Lucifer-" he leaves you alone in your bathroom. Which is probably a good thing because your face is now wet with angry tears.

Fine. If I have no authority over him then he has none over me.

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The next night, while Lucifer was out yet again, you tell Maze everything that happened. You even confess how you felt about him.

"Well, duh." Maze downs a glass of whiskey, "Anyone with eyes can see how you feel."

"He can't."

"That's because Lucifer's stupid to that kind of stuff." Maze passes you a glass of whiskey and leans forward, "You know, he feels the same way for you."

You laugh, "I highly doubt that, Maze."

Maze smiles, "Then let me tell you how you can make him confess."

Maze proceeds to tell you to start your act again. Bring back that slut of a poor street girl to the club, and see how he reacts.

You really, really didn't want to. You swore to be over with that life. You even told Lucifer.

But...if it could get him to confess to you…

Fuck it.

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You started off slow. For the first couple nights, even without Lucifer there, you began to actually talk to the patrons of the club. One night Lucifer was there, and even though his whole focus wasn't entirely on you you did see him look over every time you talked to a new man. His looks became more frequent when you started to touch their arms or caress their face.

After a week of this going you decide it's time to start the "act". The club tonight was particularly packed. Lucifer was swimming in women and men, so you weren't quite sure this would work.

But a nod from Maze told you to go for it.

You pick your target, a young man with sandy blond hair and beautiful green eyes. He was tan like a surfer, and definitely built like one. He even dressed expensively appropriate for the club.

Perfect.

You walk over and start the small talk. An arm touch here, a thigh tough there, and finish off with a caress. Lucifer took no notice of you while you performed these acts, but when the man answered your touches with his own and leaned forward to whisper in your ear you could see Lucifer's focus was entirely on you two.

Score one for y/n.

When a ronchi song begins to play you pull the man to the dance floor. He was unsure at first, but once you started touching and grinding on him he replied in earnest.

When the young man started to lick your neck and you hovered your hand over his crotch you were forcibly pulled from your dress into the chest of the one and only Lucifer Morningstar.

"Sorry to ruin what is most likely your happiest night ever gent," Lucifer's smirk was one of intimidation. He wraps an arm around your torso, pushing you closer against him, "But this human is mine."

The young man looks terrified, and runs quickly away mumbling apologies.

You hated possessiveness, but when Lucifer said that you couldn't ignore the spark of heat that started in your core.

Lucifer pulls you to a quieter part of the club and hisses, "What the hell do you think you're doing y/n?!"

"Whatever do you mean?" You feign ignorance.

"Why are you acting like that again?!"

"Maybe I just want to have some fun again." You shrug.

"Fun?" Lucifer looks at you like you are crazy, "You told me you detested that life. You swore to never do it again!"

"Minds change all the time Lucifer."

"NO!" He points at you, eyes glowing red, "Don't ever do that again!"

"You," you shove his finger aside and point at him now, "have no authority over me!"

"Of course I do I'm-"

"The Devil." Your cross your arms building a barrier, "And I'm your little 'personal human'. Well, I'm not. I'm just your human test dummy who you can't let go."

"No, your-"

"Why do you even care, Lucifer?" You probably shouldn't have interrupted him, but you were upset now, "You've shown zero interest in me, so why care who I sleep with or show attention to? Shouldn't you be more concerned over that precious Detective of yours? You've clearly shown affection for her, and she doesn't even know you like I do! Why her and not me?!"

The air becomes heavy between you two as Lucifer processes your sudden confession. Your body starts to shake and you desperately want to run and cry somewhere.

When Lucifer continues to stand dumbfounded, you do just that.

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Instead of hiding on your floor, like you should have done, you leave LUX and walk the blocks down to your old life.

Probably not the smartest thing in the world, considering what you were currently wearing and how everyone on these streets knew you were living it up with The Morningstar, but you didn't care. It was these very streets that taught you to be strong. To never give away emotion or give emotion to another.

Right now, you needed that.

"Well well, look who's walking our sidewalk again ladies." You look up and see three familiar female faces.

Ah. These three bimbos.

"That playboy finally tire of you sweetie?"

"Yeah. Think you can come back and steal our customers again?"

"From what I hear about that guy, he probably loosened her pussy too much. Tossed her out."

"Well ladies, why don't we rough her up just to make sure she doesn't take our customers." The three of them crack their knuckles and run to you.

Thank you Maze for teaching me how to fight.

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"Excuse me, have you seen a woman with h/c hair and e/c eyes wearing a fabulous red number walk by here?"

Lucifer asked this to every other human just to make sure he was on the right path, and he started to get more and more concerned when he realized where you were going. He really wishes he would've chased after you before you got this far.

But he needed to have a long think, and a very hard drink.

She cares about me, Maze.

About time you figured it out.

What do I do?

Go get her.

As Lucifer gets closer to the dirty part of the city he sees you walking his way.

"Y/n!" He smiles and runs up to you, but stops dead in his tracks when he can see you clearly.

Your hair is a mess of knots in every angle possible. Your dress is torn so badly that you have to hold it up. Scratches are up and down your arms. You're walking barefoot because your heels cracked. And your face…

You have bruises on your forehead and nose. Your lip is busted to the point of bleeding, and you have faint, finger like bruises on your neck.

Despite how much pain you were in, you give Lucifer a smirk, "I won."

He runs up to you, takes his jacket off and places it on you. He then picks you up bridal style and walks back to LUX.

You want to protest, but it felt so good to be in his arms that you just wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head on his shoulder.

---------------------------------------------------

To your surprise, Lucifer takes you to his penthouse. He sat you on his bed and went to his bathroom. When he came back he carried a first aid kit.

"Figured it'd be a smart move to have one myself now," Lucifer replies to your pointed eyebrow.

He gives you an ice pack to put on your forehead, then he puts first aid cream on each individual scratch along your arms. He rips off a small piece of cloth and sprays peroxide on it. He dabs the cloth on your busted lip, making sure the blood has stopped. After all that he takes the ice pack from you, puts all the first aid supplies away, and pulls a comb out of seemingly thin air.

"Oh you don't have to-"

"Hush." You stay quiet as Lucifer Morningstar brushes the knots out of your hair.

"I'm sorry." You whisper as he gets the last knot out.

"What?"

"I'm sorry for how I...acted," you sigh, "I just...I was jealous." He kneels before you again and takes your hands in his. He runs his thumbs over your swollen knuckles.

"Whatever for?"

"For a lot Lucifer," you huffed a sad laugh, "You saved my life. You trusted me, a street hooker, enough to show your Devil face. You took care of me even after I screamed and clawed at you. You gave me a home."

You rub his hands with your thumbs back, "Through these years you took care of me, and, well, I started to care for you. I started to see the man, Angel, behind the face. I never feel jealous over the ones you bring to bed. I know that's just your lifestyle. But-"

You take a breath in and look down at your jointed hands. You can't look him in the eyes anymore.

"When you met Chloe is when I started feeling jealous. You just seem so...fascinated whenever you talk about her. You're always with her. You're always flirting with her and trying to get her in bed."

You say quietly, "You never flirt with me, truly anyways. You never try to get me in bed with you. You never even tried your trick with me. That just makes me feel…" Lucifer puts a thumb and index finger to your chin and lifts up your head so you can look at him.

"Makes you feel like what, darling?"

"Like I'm not special."

"Oh, y/n," Lucifer starts to caress your cheek and gives you a small smile, "You are incredibly special to me. You accept me while knowing the whole truth. You look out for me. You care about my well being. You. Not my Father or siblings, but a lovely human being who cares for the Devil. I-" but Lucifer's throat closes up, making him unable to continue.

"It's ok Lucifer," you caress him back and smile, "I know these kinds of words, emotions, are hard for you."

"Yes. You do know. So," Lucifer leans forward, centimeters away from your lips, "let me show you my love."

The first kiss is soft, hesitant. You look at each other deeply, and you go back in. You press your lips harder against his, subconsciously telling him it's ok.

He gets the message. His tongue goes over your lips and you open up to him. As you two make out he slowly rises until he's over top of you on the bed and you're lying on your back.

He breaks the kiss to kiss along the bruises on your neck. Then he travels down, slowly. As he kisses down he pulls what's left of your dress with him. He gives chaste kiss down the middle of your chest, your stomach, down one thigh leg foot and goes back up to kiss the other thigh leg foot.

He towers above you and stares. You are bare under him except for a pair of lacy black panties.

"You are truly beautiful, y/n."

"And you are truly wearing too much clothing." Lucifer laughs loudly as you rip open his shirt, not caring that all the buttons fly off.

As soon as he shrugs the shirt off you wrap your arms around his back. While he's still hovering above you you follow the same path of kissing his neck, going slowly down his toned torso, down to the start of his trousers. You lick him with the tip of your tongue from the belt up to his navel, and your core fires up at the shudder his body makes.

He lifts you up by your underarms and moves you further up his bed. He crawls to you and gives another passionate kiss while both his hands massage your breasts. You moan into his mouth when his thumbs gently rub your perk nipples. His mouth leaves yours and latches onto one nipple. He swirls your nipple with the tip of his tongue then sucks, pinching the other nipple. You grip the bed sheets tight when he does the same to the other breast, then he licks one line from your chest down to your panties. He tickles your abdomen with his stubble while his hand rubs you through your underwear.

"Fucking Christ, Lucifer." You pant, "Are you always this much of a tease?"

"No. Most of my companions like to get straight to the point, but you my dear," he pulls your panties down and off your feet. He comes back up slowly and parts your legs. He positions his face in front of your core and his hands hold your thighs back, forcing you to be completely open to him.

"You I want to savor."

As soon as his tongue hits you you moan loudly. You grip his perfect hair as he swirls his tongue inside of you. One hand leaves your thigh so he can put two fingers inside of you, and you force yourself to keep that leg where it was at because you knew he would be pleased.

And pleased he was. He moans into you and rewards you by lightly biting your bud. Your grip on his hair becomes tighter as his fingers work inside of you. His fingers swirl your walls, expanding you. He then curves his fingers and begins to pump. He watches your chest rise and fall rapidly, loving the way your breasts move.

Your head rolls back and your back arches as his pumping increases. Unable to hold your leg anymore you curve it around his head. You pull him closer when you can feel your release creeping up.

But he removes himself from you before you could feel that bliss.

"Oh, fuck you Lucifer Morningstar."

"I hope you will y/n l/n."

He gets off the bed to stand before you. You rest on your elbows and watch with parted lips as he slowly removes his belt and pants.

"Oooh," you lick your lips and smile, "So the Devil does go commando."

"Always." He smirks seductively at you, and you get on your hands and knees and crawl on the bed towards him. You give his member a chaste kiss to the tip, then with the tip of your tongue you lightly lick off the pre cum.

Lucifer moans deeply as you take him inside your mouth. You cover your teeth with your lips and open up your throat, making you able to take his full length. He grips your hair with the same strength as when you gripped his. You bob your head up and down, vibrating for extra texture.

He pulls you off of him sharply and pushes you back. You lay on your back and open your legs wide for him. He settles in between you and you immediately cross your legs around his back. He positions himself at your entrance, then looks deeply into your eyes.

"Don't break eye contact." He orders you. You follow his command as he pushes his tip in. You moan and roll your head back slightly, still able to hold his eyes.

Without warning, he thrusts himself inside of you fully and quickly, and you can't help but squeeze your eyes shut and roll your head back more, screaming to the heavens.

He attacks your exposed neck with love bites as he thrusts. He leaves a particularly large mark on you, "You are mine, y/n."

"Oh yeah, I can agree to that. But," you raise your head and wrap your arms around his neck. You attack his neck with the same strength, leaving your own sizable mark on him, "Only if you agree to be mine, as well."

"I can agree to those terms."

"Good."

He kisses you passionately as his thrusts increase intensity. You both moan into each others mouth. Reaching closer and closer to your climaxes.

You reach it first, gripping him tightly around his hips and neck as you moaned his name loud enough for the club to hear. He follows you, his hold on your hips leaving finger marks as he empties inside of you.

He lays next to you on his side. He positions your body on your side facing him, still keeping you two connected.

You try to control your panting, caressing his face you look at him with all the affection you can muster.

"I love you, Lucifer."

Surprising you, he caresses your face and stares at you with so much passion that you, even him, didn't think was possible for the Devil.

"And I love you, y/n. Always."

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WHAT IF THIS HAPPENED (AU) CH. 6 Part 2/?

A/N: CONTINUATION OF PART 1! 

Tagging @totalfictionprincess @elizaglad @turtlesandalpacas @kanakalala458 @justconfusedperiod @aesthetically-feisty @apocalypticdetention @scriberated @bluecandy91 @calibansprincessx @perfect-ginger-maniac @xxspacequeennxx @calibanswhore

CAUSE SQUAD XX

SUMMARY: Sabrina is crowned Queen of Hell. Then she reveals a shocking surprise to everyone.

CHAPTER 6: THE CORONATION

CHAPTER 1| CHAPTER 2| CHAPTER 3| CHAPTER 4| CHAPTER 5| 

CHAPTER 6 PART 1|

SABRINA POV

The drawing room was dimly lit even with the many torches covering the corners of the slightly big but expansive space. It was a wide area covered with stone slabs. One large bookcase is dedicated to one side of the wall then on the opposite end of the room was, as usual a significantly large blazing fireplace. There were some paintings around the walls, but in the middle was a long circular table. There were 4 couches, 2 long c-shaped couches on each end of the table and the other two straight on each side of the fireplace. The only other things in the room were 2 circular tables and other chairs fit for any small studies or meetings.

Near the main sitting area, Lilith was in the middle of it on a stray chair Minion pulled out next to the table. Couch 1 (top right of the table) had Aunties, Ambrose, & Doctor Cee. Couch 2 which was right across from them, consisted of The Fright Club: Harvey, Roz, Theo and Robin. Couch 3 which was on the right of the fireplace, had Prudence, Dorcas and Nick. The last couch only consisted of Dorian since I guess he wanted a couch to himself.

Lilith began to rise up from where she was sitting, as she saw me and Caliban arrive into the room. The others mainly Harvey and Nick were about to get up as well but Lilith motioned them to stay where they were sitting.

“Now it is my pleasure to announce that our Queen and King have arrived. Welcome Queen Sabrina and King Caliban.” Lilith told everyone in the main sitting area as Caliban and I were walking towards them.

“Thank you for waiting for us everyone. I’m sorry that it took awhile and I’m not going to mention anything since it has already been dealt with. Now I’m sure most of you have questions for us and we’d like to answer them. But let me and Caliban settle in before we start. ”

After I said this, I motioned to Minion who pulled out a loveseat for me and Caliban. Both Caliban and I sat down near to her and settled down into our seat.

Now that we were both comfortable, a thousand voices started to spring out at once.

“Silence.” Lilith commanded the room.

“Thank you Lilith. Now, one person at a time please and I want this to be a good discussion but civilized as well. I think I saw Aunt Zelda speaking first so you’re up.”

“Sabrina Rhea Spellman Morningstar. I can’t believe you did not inform me nor your Aunt Hilda here that you got married. Now explain yourself please.” Aunt Zelda said in her warning tone that still gives me the chills and you know she’s mad when she used my full name.

“Well what had happened Aunt Zee, me and Caliban were researching in the library awhile back to find a spell on saving Roz. He then initiated a proposal to me that we should work together during the final regalia and also included that we should get married.”

“I’m sorry to interject but what kind of proposal did he come up with?” Dorian interrupted looking forward to the dramatics.

I looked at Caliban and nodded at him for him to answer Dorian’s question.

“My proposal to Sabrina was that we aligned and ruled hell together. That may also include marriage and we both had conditions for this as well. My conditions were that I was the enforcer while she was the voice of reason, both of us ruling equally, Sabrina moving to Hell while also continuing her studies at the academy & the mortal realm.”

“And where will Sabrina be staying when she moves to Hell?” Aunt Zelda added.

“Well of course as my wife, we would share a room.” Caliban answered obliviously to the tension he just now caused with his response (lmao).

Then suddenly, both Nick and Harvey began to freak out over what Caliban had just told everyone. They looked pissed beyond reason, shocked, lingering feelings that they had for me even though both have moved on, slightly returned. This seething jealousy that struck upon them after I gave my announcement on my marriage. It’s weird seeing them this way but after all the shit I’ve had gone through between both of them. I’m oddly satisfied with their reactions but also feel a tiny bit bad. That’s probably my inner Morningstar making me feel that way.  

Nick began to throw a jealous fit. But before he could stand up against Caliban who had tensed up beside me. Lilith threatened Nick, not wanting to deal with the problems he might cause. She was not against kicking him out of the room if it would prevent any blood shed.

Caliban after calming down looked towards me flashing a smile. I smiled back and decided to resolve the situation he made.

“Yes, we are sharing a room together even if we’re not in a romantic relationship since that’s part of our agreement. But my conditions also included that earth will not be the tenth circle of hell, there will be no enslavement of people. I will still continue my mortal studies while also helping my aunties with the academy. And that we both will be reforming hell together.”  

“Okay but when did this whole thing occur exactly?” Prudence and Dorcas both were curious about this.

“Before we went back to the academy, I took us to the greenhouse behind the academy. We did a ritual before we came to ask Ambrose for help.”

“That still doesn’t explain the fact that you’ve gotten married Sabrina and not even asking our permission is even mindblowing to say the least. Hilda do you have anything to add to this?” Aunt Zee asked Aunt Hilda.

“Dearie, I’m awfully disappointed that you didn’t inform me or any one of us on this happening. But to Caliban, I am warning you that if you do anything to my niece well there will be heaven to pay for it. You are still invited to our family dinners of course. Favorites for all.”

“Ambrose, what did they mean when they asked you for help?”

“To answer your question Aunt Zee, they needed help to officiate their wedding and I decided to help them out.”

Everyone but The Fright Club plus Caliban & I, yelled, “WHAT?!”

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While that conversation was going on, tensions were also rising between Harvey and Roz.

“Harvey, why was your reaction like that when you heard Brina here sharing a room with Caliban?” Roz questioned him.

Harvey looked at her, sighing.“Roz, you already know I hate his guts since the accident with his fake spell. I was shocked.”

“Harvey, what do you mean by fake spell? You keep mentioning it but you never explained.” Roz said in a nervous tone.

“Please, we’ll talk about this later but not now. There are still matters here that clearly need to be discussed.” Theo interrupts their conversation.

“Yeah, they do. Sabrina, you didn’t tell us anything. I thought we were supposed to be your best friends. How are we even supposed to trust him when we barely know who he is? How are we supposed to trust you?!” Harvey said, raising his voice.

There’s so many conversations going at once I can’t help but feel extremely overwhelmed. How am I supposed to face everyone? I felt Caliban grabbed my hand as he began to stand up from our loveseat. He briefly looks down before speaking.

“Can I have everyone’s attention please? My wife here wants to speak but won’t be able to, if all of you don’t calm yourselves down. And if not, then we can end this meeting now. Unless any of you… *looks towards Nick and Harvey* have any objections on what I’ve proposed then I will personally deal with the consequences myself.”

Before I let any of them make any arguments, I stood up next to Cal.

“The only reason, I didn’t tell any of you was because I feared that if I did, you all might've been put in danger with everything going on. I didn’t want to take the risk of Lucifer, or well my Father finding out. Not to mention, all the problems we were having with the Pagans and Faustus and his group of worshippers. It was too much at stake and not enough time. I really am sorry but this was the only way I could make sure everyone would be safe.”

I saw a look of understanding pass through everyone else in the room and I was filled with relief. Even though I knew Nick and Harvey were still mad at me. At least the rest seemed to be happy with my reasoning and calmed down.

But there was always Nick, who still seemed unsatisfied with this outcome.

“As if this isn’t what you wanted since we broke up, Spellman. Or even when we were still dating and at the circus, I said it before to Dorian and to you at the academy. And you were against it. This is clear proof that you lied about it all. I bet this proposal was actually made a long time ago. It wouldn’t surprise me. You always had a holier than thou attitude and always seem to never think of others than yourself. There is also your so-called husband, who probably is only with you for power. And you let him because you’re nothing but a backstabbing cheating bitch.” He called out coldly.

Caliban immediately stood up in front of Nick and shoved him against the wall. His face clouded with anger. “You can speak all you want against me, Warlock but never towards my wife. You have your own problems and maybe you should deal with them the way you always do. Your drugs and sex demons but this is my domain and starting today there will be no disrespect torwards Sabrina. I am King and she is my Queen and if she won’t go against you then I definitely will.”

Prudence and Aunt Zelda stood up as well and decided that enough was enough.

“I think it’s time we leave before you get hurt Nicky. We are not at home here. At least not today. Sabrina, thank you for inviting us and remember if you ever want to talk or any *advice* Dorcas and I are always free.”  

“Now coven and extras, it is time to return. Lilith, if you will kindly show us the way out… And Sabrina and Caliban, come to the house for dinner. We still have many things to discuss but as a family.” Aunt Zelda announced to everyone in the room.

Lilith motions to Minion but before he could usher everyone out, Dorian slides off the couch from where he was laying. “You mean to tell me that it's over? No more of a show? It was just getting interesting. Well in any case, maybe any of you can help me with my deformities?”

“Dorian for the love of heaven, do not start with me.” Lilith answered.

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Lilith and company left the drawing room so Caliban and I were the only ones left in the room.

After they left, there was still tension lingering in the air from what happened earlier. Caliban was sitting by the fireplace and he was still brooding over the Nick situation. I walked over to where he was and sat next to him. He had his hand pressed to the corner of his mouth and still tensed over the argument.

“Thanks. You didn’t have to do that, you know?”

He immediately shot himself forward and looked at me in confusion.

“What do you mean? What kind of husband would I be if I wasn’t defending your honour? I vowed to you that everything between us would always be equal. Him offending you is no different than offending me. I did what anyone in my position would do. Sabrina, please don’t ever feel the need to face things on your own... I might've not needed to but I genuinely wanted to.”

I don’t think I'll ever be used to this side of Caliban. Never thought a couple weeks ago things would escalate like this. Even more surprising was that my heart would start beating so fast all the time whenever I’m around him.

“Still, it was very kind of you. And not just about Nick. This whole time you've been incredibly supportive and protective. I don't know if I would have survived the Trials or facing my Father, and now my family and friends about our marriage.”

“At the very least we have the support of your Aunt Hilda, your cousin and his lady.” Caliban says, grinning.

“I guess this is the best time as any about our relationships and where we stand amongst, other things. Also your comment about us sharing a room with my Aunt Z.”

“We have definitely been pushing this conversation long enough but we have also gotten closer. You know I will always stand by your side and the choice is yours on where you want us to be.”  

“That’s true we have delayed this long enough and I’m glad we’re finally able to have a chance to talk about everything.”

“Why don’t we go take a walk Princess since it’s good to take a breather once and awhile. Especially conversing with everyone earlier.”

Caliban and I stood up from where we were and began to walk out of the room.

“Do I get a hint on where you are taking us to?” I asked him curiously as I followed his lead while we were walking.

“No. But you might be familiar with it later on once we get there, dear wife.” Caliban gave me a smirk.

Once he teleported us into what seemed like an almost deserted plain with the only thing in sight was a stone arch with tall walls I couldn’t dream of seeing over. Caliban looked at me and then clasped my hand with his as we continued on with our walk. Usually our hands would linger near each other, but Cal actually initiated us holding hands. I guess this is me overthinking it but I think he was waiting for me to initiate things since he wants to go at my pace. In a way it was very sweet of him to let me take charge but I can admit that I don't mind him leading the way.

The deserted plain that we ended up at first, later took us to this huge confusing labyrinth maze.

Which gives me more time to think about my relationship with Caliban. I didn’t expect our relationship to turn out this way due to our first meeting at the Shores of Sorrow. There was this initial spark/attraction that I had with him when we first talked. But when he finally revealed himself that he was the Prince of Hell, I was furious. Like who was this guy to challenge me for my birthright? Even though, at first I wanted nothing to deal with anything related to being a Morningstar.

But due to him challenging me for the claim to the throne, I ended up accepting for what I have long pushed away. Making me realize that I was able to fully embrace my Morningstar side. There was the first challenge which reflecting now, I could have done some things differently. Finding Herod’s Crown was easy with Ambrose helping me. But when I gave it to Ambrose to let him research the crown’s properties, that’s when everything went downhill.

I was so mad that Cal didn’t even help with the whole King Herod attacking us situation and stole the crown from right under me. But giving him that slap on the face was nice since he was pretty arrogant when he won.

Caliban gave my hand a squeeze and was okay with the silence around us since he probably had a feeling that I needed to think about a few things. I gave him a smile back and just enjoyed being in each other’s presence. The walk through the maze ended up being easier than what I thought it would be. Cal ended up leading us to a shortcut and now we were on a pathway somewhere.

I didn’t realize this at the time but Nick was kind of right. Thanks to Dorian being the club gossip, he told me about how I ended up getting a new suitor and now said suitor is currently my husband (lol).

Now the second challenge ended up being entirely different than what I realized head on. Pontius Pilate captured me and along the way, Caliban was already imprisoned. I was still angered by the fact he cheated during the first challenge. I guess egging him on about his cheating and wondering if he would have some dignity for his actions, made him realize some things.

So to my surprise when Caliban volunteered himself to take the 100 lashes for me, of course I was in shock.

Like why would he do that for me when we were fighting against each other for the regalia. And he said that since I was the Queen of Hell, I shouldn’t be debased in that way. Reflecting on his actions that he does have honor and I was too cute for scars, I may have looked indifferent on the outside. But internally, I was trying not to fawned over him saying that about me and he was very flirtatious with me even as he was being taken away.

Even Barrabas who saw our interaction since he was there for it all, him saying your lover’s sacrifice was noble and pointless. I denied the fact that Caliban (at the time) was not my lover. But after we set the plan in motion that Barrabas & I would glamour each other. Which then I was able to steal the bowl out of Pontius’ hands. I still felt bad that I left Caliban after I ran away with the bowl.

To my shocking surprise after Lilith announced I won the second challenge, he came walking in shirtless and was pretty dusty. He repeated to me what I said to him about dignity and honour. He cheated in the first challenge and I did the same to him.

Needing to take a breather from my progressing thoughts, I noticed that Caliban took us to the forest where Dorian Gray wanted the flower for his deformities. As we were walking to the middle of the forest, he suddenly stopped walking.

I gave him a look of confusion, “Cal, why did we stop walking?”

“I think we’ve been walking long enough so I wanted to get a rest in. Also there was something I wanted to ask from you.”

“Okay, so ask me then.”

“Is there any possibility of us having a relationship outside of a political alliance?”

“Hmmm maybe.” Letting him tweedle over my answer.

“So what if we give it a test then? I’ll take us on a honeymoon and maybe have a first date.”

“A honeymoon? Well we are married but how are we going to explain this to my Aunties and everyone else?”

“You could tell your aunts that you’ll be on a field trip for a couple days but in reality we’re on our honeymoon. Which you will not know the location until we leave for it.” He told me while giving me his cheeky boy smirk.

“Ohhh surprise. I’m interested, I can't wait.” While giving him a smirk grin of my own. .

“You know, you never answer my question about the rooms.”

Strangely enough, Cal looked down. I could swear that he was blushing but it seemed so out of place in someone like Caliban.

“Well I just thought it was obvious, now that we are King and Queen we of course would switch our chambers and… well we are married. We are gonna have to make it ‘official’ soon.”

“Ugh Caliban, don’t joke… I mean yeah but-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence. Part of me wanted to die of embarrassment and the other side already knew. And I felt excited. But I had to look down as I tried to hide the redness on my cheeks.

“I didn’t mean to embarrass or surprise you, my Queen. I thought you were aware.”

“What, I’m not embarrassed!”

Lies. And of course Caliban would already be catching onto this.

“Then how come you won’t even look at me. Unless-” He put one hand under my jaw, pulling me closer until we were just a breath apart.

Before I could even respond or get away, he pulled apart and flashed me a teasing smile.

“Actually it’s getting later, we need to get ready. Can’t leave a bad impression on your beloved Aunties.”

“You’ve already left a bad impression that I doubt would go away after one dinner but you are right… Wait no, Caliban you changed the subject!”

Before I could argue with him for his teasing, he puts his arms around me and teleporting us to an unknown corridor.

“Where have you taken us now, Caliban?” I said glaring at him.

Even if I was still reeling about earlier, I couldn’t help but admire what I thought would be a simple corridor. Everywhere you saw an assortment of macabre decor on the silver damask designed black walls. All leading to a gothic gold trimmed Arched Double door, reminiscent of an old storybook castle.

I was completely fascinated.

“Caliban, where are we exactly?”

“I’m sure Deumos will appreciate her more ‘simple’ work on the corridor. As it is, she told me that the real work she put in was in our private new chamber.”

I turned to look at him, seeing he had a pleased look on his face.

“This is.. Ours?”

“And no one else’s. Shall we go in?”

After Cal opened the entry, I couldn’t help but be enchanted. How was it possible that this was our chamber? It was almost as big as the Drawing Room. It was clear that the room was made for royalty. A massive black cherry wood king bed that’s centered right in the middle, with a crimson sheer laying on top a Victorian canopy and a fine black silk cover.

White pillows with red embroidered roses setting an amazing contrast with the black it laid on. On each side by the bed there were two separate black rimmed closet doors. Each of our names engraved in gold on a door. And the walls were painted with the story of all of hell’s seven punishments. A roaring fire was placed opposite of the bed, filling the room with warmth.

On the right side of the room was a bookcase filled with tomes that me or Caliban could spend the night reading on the dark leather couch. But the most impressive part was the balcony on the left of it all. The moment I walked out on the balcony, I could see all of hell. At that moment, I couldn’t help but feel like a real Queen.

As I turned to return inside the room I could see Caliban with a letter in his hands.

“Deumos says she hopes we love our coronation gift. It is amazing, is it not?”

“More than I could ever dream of, honestly. But we still have to get ready, Caliban. And we still have to talk about how we should act at the dinner.”

He raised an eyebrow at me. “What exactly do you mean? Are there going to be rules, my Queen?”

“Well, my King-”, I said mockingly to him. “There will be rules actually. Like for one, you can’t by any means provoke or taunt any of my family. Two, we won’t talk about my past love life. And three, no flirting, taunting or embarrassing me.”

“I swear to you, Princess I will not provoke your aunties or your cousin. I will not bring up any of your love life. And I will not taunt or embarrass you. Happy?”

As I started to walk towards my closet, I flashed him a smile.

“Yes, that makes me very happy actually.”

As I was about to enter the doors to change, I heard Caliban behind me.

“Sabrina love, you know you are the only one I truly love to tease.”

The moment I realized what he said, I almost tripped over. I couldn't believe he said that but before I could respond. He disappeared into his own closet. My heart was pounding.

Caliban was definitely gonna be the death of me.

[hyperionshipping]

1 last ep i think... THE NAME FOR THIS IS SPOILER ALERT???

Spoiler alert lucifer isnt dead hes sleeping with his bf duh

How much u wanna bet that was demon steel

He's. Okay???

I still think Lucifer has a hard time saying I love you

DEVIL SHIELD

Chloe what happened to ur hand

Luce in purple...

Uh oh! Someone's FUCKED

Oh i know this is serious but man can Lucifer hold me like that too PLEASE has someone made a gif of Lucifer holding Ella in ep 8??

120....in hell

Dead body in home?

Not blonde enough to be Chloe but poor girl :(

Please let Ella have a good thing. Please dont tell me her new boyfriend is connected or the killer

Detective Morningstar? Got a nice ring 💜

Maze, if you want a soul, I'll help you

Its her bf ain't it :/

Wtf????

ELLA

ELLA GET OUT

Where's Azazel when does Ella get saved

Why can't Ella or Maze have anything good 🔪

CALL LUCIFER

I feel like im watching Hannibal

Oh fuck off. GO OFF ELLA

I with Maze am going to fucking gut this man

ELLA DIG INTO HIM.

GO OFF ELLA HE IS TOO LUCIFER WILL MAKE SURE

Michael.

OH I AM GOING TO RIP A MAN APART

Damn bitch i reek of fear too. But this anxiety is going to be channelled into GUTTING YOU

Oh fuck off Michael. Love is a word with meanings that are more than verbal. You wear love, you show love. Love is not a thing you need to hear verbally to know the other loves you.

And I stand by that

Is she in like like heaven or something???

Is this Real or a dream thing

STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY NEPHEW. STAY AWAY FROM MY FAMILY. AMEN DON'T LISTEN.

Bullshit. BULLSHIT.

Lmao what fears would Foras have?

OH. well other than tje obvious he wouldn't be able 2 protect his friends, absoluetly something there where he assumes hes too loveydovey for his friends

SJSJDNKD wait good shit. Michael is trying to convince Foras his friends hate him and in an instant Foras snaps back Ella would never hate him, not like that. And Michael just can't say shit because Foras KNOWS

What the fuck

I thought Amen could only do this

And?

AND???

SISJSJDKSK

Bitch boy. I actually love Jack, I HATE you

YOU.

FUCKING GO OFF AMEN

COME ON MAZE

GOD THR FIGHT SCENES

Anyway. Foras assumes Lucifer is good hes fucking feral towards Michael. Hurt a kid? By his word He will drag you to Hell himself. Thats a promise.

GOD???

Foras: I am looking away fr-OH COME ON???

[azookiex3]

Let Me Show You My Love

Anonymous: Hey! I have a request for LuciferXreader! I really love the idea of the reader and Lucifer getting into a fight (cuz of all their pent up emotions and thinking that each of their love is unrequited) and the reader storms out only to get mugged/attacked. Luci goes to make up from the fight and finds her injured in an alley way or wherever you wish and takes care of her and they admit their feelings Heeheehee and maybe bang lmao or at least some smoochin.

Description: You've known Lucifer Morningstar since he returned to Earth five years ago. You tried to pickpocket the Devil, and instead of punishment he gave you a job as his "personal human". After so many years your infatuation turned to love, and unknown to you he felt the same, but neither of you know how to say it. Until the fight.

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Swearing, Dirty Words, Smut

AN: My first request! [eee!] Hope I’ve done you proud Anon! :)

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"He still isn't here?"

"Hasn't been here the whole night." Mazikeen of the Lilim pours you a shot.

"Let me guess," you down the shot, "Out with the Detective?" Mazikeen gives you a pointed eyebrow and refills your shot. You down it.

The day Lucifer Morningstar met Detective Chloe Decker became the worst of your life, and you had a lot of bad days. Ever since that first case he would not shut up about her during your talks.

Can you believe it, y/n? A human able to resist me!

He became infatuated with her, and with that came the realization that you were jealous.

Yes, you felt the pull that everyone, well almost everyone, felt when they met the Devil, but you were stronger than most. Life on the streets and having to bid to men's commands just to eat some food made a thick stone wall around your heart.

But now, the Devil himself was beginning to chip the wall down. It was slow, but as the years passed you saw the man more than his title.

And yes, you knew he was the actual Devil. That night when he made you that proposition he showed you his true self, mainly so he could see how it would affect a living human.

And boy did it fuck you up. You were a mess for a month, but instead of leaving you on the streets unable to defend yourself in that state, he took you in. He gave you a whole level of his skyscraper club to call home. He maintained a distance while your mind was fucked, but always made sure you had food and hadn't killed yourself.

He was so...happy that night you came up to his penthouse of your own will. That's when your stone wall began to crack.

But now you desperately wanted it back up. You hated this feeling. This jealousy for a man. You were always Miss Independent.

How could Chloe Decker compare to you? Sure, she could resist his charm, but she didn't even know the real Lucifer. Not just the Devil part, but the man. The Angel. The Lightbringer who created all light in the universe.

Besides, Lucifer never once tried his little mind trick with you. He never even tried to get you in bed with him.

So why…

"Why is she so special?" You whisper more to yourself, but the ever loyal demon refills your shot, pours herself one and clinks the glasses together.

"No idea." You both down your shots.

"Is the party already over?" Lucifer calls as he descends the stairs.

"Been over for an hour," Maze drawls back, taking another shot.

"Ah. Pity." Lucifer walks over to the bar and motions Maze for a shot.

But you notice that he's been holding his side.

"Lucifer, what happened?" You look at him seriously.

"Whatever do you mean, darling?" He brushes you off and takes his shot.

You know him though. You push his body on the stool so he's facing you, and pull away his hand.

Blood starts pooling on his shirt.

"What the hell?" You began to panic and cover the wound with your own hand to make it stop, "How did this happen?!"

"He didn't tell you?" Maze looks at you questionably.

"Tell me what?"

"That pet Detective of his makes him vulnerable." Maze takes another shot and watches as you face Lucifer with a look of shock while he looks at her with a look of "Father damn it Maze". Maze became very amused.

"Aka killable."

"She knows what it means, Mazikeen." It was never a good sign when Lucifer used Maze's full name.

But right now you didn't care. You forced the Devil off the stool and into the elevator, pushing the button for your floor. As soon as the doors open you pull him towards the bathroom.

"Take your shirt off." You command as you pull out the first aid kit.

"Well well, y/n. I-"

"Lucifer." You look at him sternly and in no way in the mood for his flirting. He gives an exasperated sigh and removes his top. Thankfully the wound didn't look very deep, so no need for stitches. You spray peroxide on it and bite your lip at the hiss of pain he makes. You put a cloth on the wound then a bandaid on top to hold it.

"You know, I could get used to having a personal nurse." Lucifer crosses his arms, which buffed his chest out a bit, and smiles flirtatiously at you as you clean up, "Can I convince you to wear a sexy nurse number while you take care of me?"

"Why?" You whisper.

"Well it would lift my healing spirits up a considerable-"

"No, Lucifer." You face him and stand tall, "Why didn't you tell me she does this to you?"

Lucifer shifts, "Because it's none of your concern."

"It's all my concern!" Your voice rises, "You need to stay away from her!"

"You have no authority over me." Lucifer's voice and tinted red eyes would make anyone cower in fear.

But not you.

"I do when your life is at risk!"

"NO!" Lucifer's Devil face is out and he towers over you, "NO ONE HAS AUTHORITY OVER ME!" His grasp cracks your countertop. He focuses on that in order to calm down. He saw you take that small step back.

"Lucifer-" he leaves you alone in your bathroom. Which is probably a good thing because your face is now wet with angry tears.

Fine. If I have no authority over him then he has none over me.

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The next night, while Lucifer was out yet again, you tell Maze everything that happened. You even confess how you felt about him.

"Well, duh." Maze downs a glass of whiskey, "Anyone with eyes can see how you feel."

"He can't."

"That's because Lucifer's stupid to that kind of stuff." Maze passes you a glass of whiskey and leans forward, "You know, he feels the same way for you."

You laugh, "I highly doubt that, Maze."

Maze smiles, "Then let me tell you how you can make him confess."

Maze proceeds to tell you to start your act again. Bring back that slut of a poor street girl to the club, and see how he reacts.

You really, really didn't want to. You swore to be over with that life. You even told Lucifer.

But...if it could get him to confess to you…

Fuck it.

You started off slow. For the first couple nights, even without Lucifer there, you began to actually talk to the patrons of the club. One night Lucifer was there, and even though his whole focus wasn't entirely on you you did see him look over every time you talked to a new man. His looks became more frequent when you started to touch their arms or caress their face.

After a week of this going you decide it's time to start the "act". The club tonight was particularly packed. Lucifer was swimming in women, so you weren't quite sure this would work.

But a nod from Maze told you to go for it.

You pick your target, a young man with sandy blond hair and beautiful green eyes. He was tan like a surfer, and definitely built like one. He even dressed expensively appropriate for the club.

Perfect.

You walk over and start the small talk. An arm touch here, a thigh tough there, and finish off with a caress. Lucifer took no notice of you while you performed these acts, but when the man answered your touches with his own and leaned forward to whisper in your ear you could see Lucifer's focus was entirely on you two.

Score one for y/n.

When a ronchi song began to play you pull the man to the dance floor. He was unsure at first, but once you started touching and grinding on him he replied in earnest.

When the young man started to lick your neck and you hovered your hand over his crotch you were forcible pulled from your dress back into the the chest of the one and only Lucifer Morningstar.

"Sorry to ruin what is most likely your happiest night ever gent," Lucifer's smirk was one of intimidation. He wraps an arm around your torso, pushing you closer against him, "But this human is mine."

The young man looked terrified, and ran quickly away mumbling apologies.

You hated possessiveness, but when Lucifer said that you couldn't ignore the spark of heat that started in your core.

Lucifer pulls you to a quieter part of the club and hisses, "What the hell do you think you're doing y/n?!"

"Whatever do you mean?" You feigned ignorance.

"Why are acting like that again?!"

"Maybe I just want to have some fun again." You shrug.

"Fun?" Lucifer looked at you like you were crazy, "You told me you detested that life. You swore to never do it again!"

"Minds change all the time Lucifer."

"NO!" He points at you, eyes glowing red, "Don't ever do that again!"

"You," you shove his finger aside and point at him now, "have no authority over me!"

"Of course I do I'm-"

"The Devil." Your cross your arms building a barrier, "And I'm your little 'personal human'. Well, I'm not. I'm just your human test dummy who you can't let go."

"No, your-"

"Why do you even care, Lucifer?" You probably shouldn't have interrupted him, but you were upset now, "You've shown zero interest in me, so why care who I sleep with or show attention to? Shouldn't you be more concerned over that precious Detective of yours? You've clearly shown affection for her, and she doesn't even know you like I do! Why her and not me!"

The air becomes heavy between you two as Lucifer processes your sudden confession. Your body starts to shake and you desperately want to run and cry somewhere.

When Lucifer continues to stand dumbfounded, you do just that.

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Instead of hiding on your floor, like you should have done, you leave LUX and walk the blocks down to your old life.

Probably not the smartest thing in the world, considering what you were currently wearing and how everyone on these streets knew you were living it up with The Morningstar, but you didn't care. It was these very streets that taught you to be strong. To never give away emotion or give emotion to another.

Right now, you needed that.

"Well well, look who's walking our sidewalk again ladies." You look up and see three familiar female faces.

Ah. These three bimbos.

"That playboy finally tire of you sweetie?"

"Yeah. Think you can come back and steal our customers again?"

"From what I hear about that guy, he probably loosened her pussy too much. Tossed her out."

"Well ladies, why don't we rough her up just to make sure she doesn't take our customers." The three of them cracked their knuckles and run to you.

Thank you Maze for teaching me how to fight.

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"Excuse me, have you seen a women with h/c e/c wearing a fabulous red number walk by here?"

Lucifer asked this to every other human just to make sure he was on the right path, and he started to get more and more concerned when he realized where you were going. He really wishes he would've chased after you before you got this far.

But he needed to have a long think, and a very hard drink.

She cares about me, Maze.

About time you figured it out.

What do I do?

Go get her.

As Lucifer gets closer to the dirty part of the city he sees you walking his way.

"Y/n!" He smiles and runs up to you, but stops dead in his tracks when he can see you clearly.

Your hair was a mess of knots in every angle possible. Your dress was torn so badly that you had to hold it up. Scratches were up and down your arms. You were walking barefoot because your heels cracked. And your face…

You had bruises on your forehead and nose. Your lip was busted to the point of bleeding, and you had faint finger like bruises on your neck.

Despite how much pain you were in, you give Lucifer a smirk, "I won."

He runs up to you, takes his jacket off and places it on you. He then picks you up bridal style and walks back to LUX.

You wanted to protest, but it felt so good to be in his arms that you just wrap your arms around his neck and rest your head on his shoulder.

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To your surprise, Lucifer took you to his penthouse. He sat you on his bed and went to his bathroom. When he came back he carried a first aid kit.

"Figured it'd be a smart move to have one myself now," Lucifer replies to your pointed eyebrow.

He gives you an ice pack to put on your forehead, then he puts first aid cream on each individual scratch along your arms. He rips off a small piece of cloth and sprays peroxide on it. He dabs the cloth on your busted lip, making sure the blood has stopped. After all that he takes the ice pack from you, puts all the first aid supplies away, and pulls a comb out of seemingly thin air.

"Oh you don't have to-"

"Hush." You stay quiet as Lucifer Morningstar brushes the knots out of your hair.

"I'm sorry." You whisper as he gets the last knot out.

"What?"

"I'm sorry for how I...acted," you sigh, "I just...I was jealous." He kneels before you again and takes your hands in his. He runs his thumbs over your swollen knuckles.

"Whatever for?"

"For a lot Lucifer," you huffed a sad laugh, "You saved my life. You trusted me, a street hooker, enough to show your Devil face. You took care of me even after I screamed and clawed at you. You gave me a home."

You rub his hands with your thumbs back, "Through these years you took care of me, and, well, I started to care for you. I started to see the man, Angel, behind the face. I never feel jealous over the ones you bring to bed. I know that's just your lifestyle. But-"

You take a breath in and look down at your jointed hands. You can't look him in the eyes anymore.

"When you met Chloe is when I started feeling jealous. You just seem so...fascinated whenever you talk about her. You're always with her. You're always flirting with her and trying to get her in bed."

You say quietly, "You never flirt with me, truly anyways. You never try to get me in bed with you. You never even tried your trick with me. That just makes me feel…" Lucifer puts a thumb and index finger to your chin and lifts up your head so you can look at him.

"Makes you feel like what, darling?"

"Like I'm not special."

"Oh, y/n," Lucifer starts to caress your cheek and gives you a small smile, "You are incredibly special to me. You accept me while knowing the whole truth. You look out for me. You care about my well being. You. Not my Father or siblings, but a lovely human being who cares for the Devil. I-" but Lucifer's throat closes up, making him unable to continue.

"It's ok Lucifer," you caress him back and smile, "I know these kinds of words, emotions, are hard for you."

"Yes. You do know. So," Lucifer leans forward, centimeters away from your lips, "let me show you my love."

The first kiss is soft, hesitant. You look at each other deeply, and you go back in. You press your lips harder against his, subconsciously telling him it's ok.

He gets the message. His tongue goes over your lips and you open up to him. As you two make out he slowly rises until he's over top of you on the bed and your lying on your back.

He breaks the kiss to kiss along the bruises on your neck. Then he travels down, slowly. As he kisses down he pulls what's left of your dress with him. He gives chaste kiss down the middle of your chest, your stomach, down one thigh leg foot and goes back up to kiss the other thigh leg foot.

He towers above you and stares. You are bare under him except for a pair of lacy black panties.

"You are truly beautiful, y/n."

"And you are truly wearing too much clothing." Lucifer laughs loudly as you rip open his shirt, not caring that all the buttons fly off.

As soon as he shrugs the shirt off you wrap your arms around his back. While he's still hovering above you you follow the same path of kissing his neck, going slowly down his toned torso, down to the start of his trousers. You lick him with the tip of your tongue from the belt up to his navel, and your core fires up at the shudder his body makes.

He lifts you up by your underarms and moves you further up his bed. He crawls to you and gives another passionate kiss while both his hands massage your breasts. You moan into his mouth when his thumbs gently rub your perk nipples. His mouth leaves yours and latches onto one nipple. He swirls your nipple with the tip of his tongue then sucks, pinching the other nipple. You grip the bed sheets tight when he does the same to the other breast, then he licks one line from your chest down to your panties. He tickles your abdomen with his stubble while his hand rubs you through your underwear.

"Fucking Christ, Lucifer." You pant, "Are you always this much of a tease?"

"No. Most of my companions like to get straight to the point, but you my dear," he pulls your panties down and off your feet. He comes back up slowly and parts your legs. He positions his face in front of your core and his hands hold your thighs back, forcing you to be completely open to him.

"You I want to savor."

As soon as his tongue hits you you moan loudly. You grip his perfect hair as he swirls his tongue inside of you. One hand leaves your thigh so he can put two fingers inside of you, and you force yourself to keep that leg where it was at because you knew he would be pleased.

And pleased he was. He moans into you and rewards you by lightly biting your bud. Your grip on his hair becomes tighter as his fingers work inside of you. His fingers swirl your walls, expanding you. He then curves his fingers and begins to pump. He watches your chest rise and fall rapidly, loving the way your breasts move.

Your head rolls back and your back arches as his pumping increases. Unable to hold your leg anymore you curve it around his head. You pull him closer when you can feel your release creeping up.

But he removes himself from you before you could feel that bliss.

"Oh, fuck you Lucifer Morningstar."

"I hope you will y/n l/n."

He gets off the bed to stand before you. You rest on your elbows and watch with parted lips as he slowly removes his belt and pants.

"Oooh," you lick your lips and smile, "So the Devil does go commando."

"Always." He smirks seductively at you, and you get on your hands and knees and crawl on the bed towards him. You give his member a chaste kiss to the tip, then with the tip of your tongue you lightly lick off the pre cum.

Lucifer moans deeply as you take him inside your mouth. You cover your teeth with your lips and open up your throat, making you able to take his full length. He grips your hair with the same strength as when you gripped his. You bob your head up and down, vibrating for extra texture.

He pulls you off of him sharply and pushes you back. You lay on your back and open your legs wide for him. He settles in between you and you immediately cross your legs around his back. He positions himself at your entrance, then looks deeply into your eyes.

"Don't break eye contact." He orders you. You follow his command as he pushes his tip in. You moan and roll your head back slightly, still able to hold his eyes.

Without warning, he thrusts himself inside of you fully and quickly, and you can't help but squeeze your eyes shut and roll you head back, screaming to the heavens.

He attacks your exposed neck with love bites as he thrusts. He leaves a particularly large mark on you, "You are mine, y/n."

"Oh yeah, I can agree to that. But," you raise your head and wrap your arms around his neck. You attack his neck with the same strength, leaving your own sizable mark on him, "Only if you agree to be mine, as well."

"I can agree to those terms."

"Good."

He kisses you passionately as his thrusts increase intensity. You both moan into each others mouth. Reaching closer and closer to your climaxes.

You reach it first, gripping him tightly around his hips and neck as you moaned his name loud enough for the club to hear. He follows you, his hold on your hips leaving finger marks as he empties inside of you.

He lays next to you on his side. He positions your body on your side facing him, still keeping you two connected.

You try to control your panting, caressing his face you look at him with all the affection you can muster.

"I love you, Lucifer."

Surprising you he caresses your face, and stares at you with so much passion that you, even him, didn't think was possible for the Devil.

"And I love you, y/n. Always."