#lucifer my beloved

[softblitz]

he's such a silly goofy guy i love him

[lqveharrington]

Perfect Creation | L.M.

summary: You were created to be Lucifer’s perfect soulmate, so what happens when he founds out about a newer creation that you both happened to make.

pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Wife!reader

includes: fluff, angst if you squint, mentions of pregnancy, that’s basically it

a/n: i mean, who doesn’t love Lucifer Morningstar???

You and Lucifer fell together. The Heavens banished the both of you to Hell, sent to rule over the sinners and hellborne. You never expected to be sent to the pits of fire, but you had to become the backbone for Lucifer, doing your best to not break down while he did. It hit him harder than you did as he was God’s favorite son and creation. But, you were there to care for him. You were there to listen to his bleeding heart. You were always there because you were solely created to be Lucifer’s perfect partner.

“Love?” Lucifer called out as he appeared in the manor’s foyer, golden wisps fading.

There was a string of curses from your shared bedroom before he heard your voice call out for him in the enlarged hallway. “I’m in here!”

He chuckled before taking quick strides to the bedroom, slowly pushing the door open. He froze when he found you innocently sitting on the bed, legs crossed and smiling wide. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” You blink up at him as he approaches you, letting your hands tangle with his. You gently sway his hands before tugging him close to you. “How was your day?”

“Horrible.” He mumbled in between the crook of your neck, letting you pull him onto the bed big enough to fit the entirety of Pentagram City. “I had to deal with all the paperwork from the other rings, and then I had an overlord meeting to attend when everything handled there had nothing to do with me…”

You run your fingers through his hair, “I’m sorry, Luce.”

“Don’t be, it’s not your fault.” Lucifer sighed as he rested his head on your chest. “How was your day?”

“It was better than yours…” You murmur, a soft smile playing on your lips when you remember what you were doing earlier. “I spent the day making a surprise for you when you came home.”

“Really?” He propped his head on your chest, eyes filled with a lovesick look.

“Mhm, I need to grab it though. I kind of shoved everything in the bathroom when I heard you come home.” You trace your finger on the curvatures of his face. “Do you want it?”

“Of course.” He reluctantly pulled away, whining when your warmth left him. “Can I get a hint at what it is?”

“Nope.” You pop your last syllable, entering the bathroom suite.

From the crack in the door, Lucifer watched golden wisps emit from the bathroom, making him raise a brow at the action. “What are you doing in there?”

“Nothing, just cover your eyes.” You shut the lid on the gift box, biting your lip nervously from the contents of the gift. “Promise me you won’t like… Freak out or anything.”

“I promise, honey.” He whispers loud enough for you to hear. Did he have a right to be terrified of what you were going to bring out? If you said not to freak out, of course, he had the right. “You better come out or I’m going in.”

“I’m coming out…” You step out, taking slow strides until you're on the bed, kneeling in front of him.

Lucifer felt the bed dip, making him raise a brow. “Can I open my eyes?”

“Yes.” You brace yourself for the first part of the surprise, laughing when Lucifer tackles you down onto the bed. “Luce!”

“You are so adorable.” He smiled brightly, eyes scanning your onesie. “My love, if this was the surprise, I’m happily surprised.” He tugged the duck hoodie over your head, causing you to laugh again. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You press a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m not done! I still have one more thing.”

“What is it?” He sat back up on his knees, letting you shove the box in his lap. “What is this?”

“Open it, Luce.” You bite the tip of your nail, watching his reaction closely. You look away when he gasps, opting to look over at the photo of you and him from your wedding day.

Lucifer looked down at the smaller onesie and the pregnancy test before looking back up at you with tears in his eyes, frowning when he caught your sad smile. “My love, look at me.”

You reluctantly look back over, feeling his hand intertwined with yours. “Are you… Are you mad?”

“Mad?” He let out a wet laugh, wiping his eyes. “How could I ever be mad at you? You’re pregnant… Hell, you’re pregnant with our baby!” He pulled you close to him, wiping your own face. “Why would I be mad at something so wonderful?”

“I don’t know.” You smile as tears cascade down your face. “I thought you wouldn’t want—“

“Who said that?” He let out his wings and pulled you into his arms as he spun you around. “Oh my god, you’re pregnant!”

You laugh at his enthusiasm, letting your forehead rest on his. “We’re going to be parents.”

“The best damn parents there are in the whole universe.” He nudged your nose with his, shutting his eyes. “Fuck, I love you more than anything else.”

You press a soft kiss to his lips, feeling him rub circles on your stomach. “I love you too, Lucifer Morningstar.”

Even if you were created to be Lucifer Morningstar’s perfect partner, you and Lucifer were definitely destined to create the universe’s best being since creation, defying those who had cast both of you away.

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[fiendishfables]

I would love to see this- Lucifer is the strongest entity in Hell, and it turns him on like nothing else when his lover wrestles him for dominance. He will go straight up feral over that.

Lucifer Morningstar wrestling his S/O for dominance...

Headcanons + Drabble

warnings: nsfw, hints at degradation, mentions of blood, biting, scratching, power-dynamics, rough(er) love

words: 806

a/n: I had way too much fun with this- thanks for this lovely, unique ask, I hope I did it justice! It was a bit difficult for my pee brain to come up with things to write, but the people need to be fed; here is your feast

✡ It's hot, its rough, and it's primal

✡ Ideally, Lucifer never tended to like it when anyone challenged his authority, no matter what over

✡ But if you, his lover, did so, he had the benefits of being able to take you however he pleased after you get the chide out of your system (with consent of course), knowing damn well how much it riles him up

✡ When the two of you wrestle, its almost like two wild animals, fighting for a meal that could very well end up being your last before a harsh winter rolls in

✡ It doesn't take long for his demon form to make an appearance during your steamy game, allowing him a decent advantage over your regular strength capabilities; you often call him out for 'cheating', but seeing him in such a feral state turns you on like nothing else

✡ You can feel him getting hard the first few minutes of your rough-housing, telling you all you need to know about how much he really enjoys doing things like this with you. His deep, guttural groans are hard to ignore, his wings flaring up as they batter your body with feather-light touches

✡ His claws and fangs are really coming out now. His claws are dug deep into your skin, leaving light (yet effective) scratches on your skin, as he watches the blood well up on the line of the cut, proceeding to then lean down and let his forked tongue lick off the excess mess his claws left behind

✡ Bite marks will litter your body, blood complimenting those areas as well. The stinging sensation they leave can not go unnoticed and they only help add to the different emotions you are feeling in the current moment

✡ Having someone to challenge him, both mentally and physically, gets him going; its admirably hot how you continue to protest that you could take him down if you wanted to, and he likes seeing that smug, confident smirk of yours turn to one of pure pleasure and ecstasy as he proves you wrong, over and over again

✡ Knowing he holds the most power possible for a being in any hellish realm, makes it all the more fun when you try and downgrade that title, even if just in the slightest bit; it's your own little game you like to play with one another, a common game of cat and mouse, or rather, Devil and prey

✡ Lucifer is ravaging your body, fully claiming you this time, letting you know that there is no one but himself that can hold this power over you; it reminds you that he will always be in charge one way or another, no matter how much you question

✡ In the long run though, you both love these feral moments in your relationship, getting to express your shared love for one another even in such a strange, somewhat brutal way

✡ He loves fighting for his right to dominate you, and he never fails to claim it.

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The heavy panting and notable scent of sweat on the pair of your bodies seemed to go unnoticed, as the two of you were locked in both an intense staring contest, and a physical fight between your bodies; fingers were locked together, arms continually pushing at the other in an attempt to overthrow them. Your bare skin rubs against each other feverishly, his hard cock still buried deep within you from earlier.

"Do you really think you can overpower me in a battle for dominance, darling? I suggest you give in and just let your King take care of you."

His voice was smooth, soothing almost, aside from his heavy breaths filling your ears. He still sounded like an angel to you all the same.

A feral one.

The two of you had been at this now for a good half-n-hour, trying to secure your position as the dominant party in the sheets for the night, but Lucifer had you pinned underneath his own pale body at this point, using the enhanced strength from his demon form to keep you where you were.

The fight for dominance had been over just as soon as it had started; you both knew this from the beginning.

No matter if you were to be above or beneath him, he would always find a way to end out on top of it all, including yourself.

And by all the Gods, if that didn't make him even sexier in your eyes.

You would easily give yourself up to Lucifer whenever he wanted or needed you; there was no doubt about it and you both shared that same knowledge.

But maybe, if this is where challenging him for dominance got you, then you'd have to indulge in the action more often.

[liveontelevision]

Another Lucifer Rant | Lucifer x Reader

I'M BACK BABY

Give this man a dorky partner ffs.

Lucifer Rant (Pt. 1 kinda)

Warnings: SMUTSMUTSMUT +18, Fluff, Some mentions of overstimulation

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Imagine Lucifer at his best. Sure, when you first get together, it's rocky. He needs someone to help him rediscover himself, and that takes a lot of time and energy from both of you. But after a few years, you start to see who he used to be; When he was an elder angel, daring to break the rules and pursue his dreams no matter what. It occasionally led to some destruction, but seeing him now able to recover from it so easily? It melts your heart. You were sure he wouldn't withstand the failure, but he can handle it. He can handle it because of you.

You praise him for branching out into other inventions and creations, but you'll always love his little ducks more than anything. That being said, you're not the only one seeing his creativity thrive. Hell managed to become a brighter place, with golden decorations and structures that were purely made for public enjoyment. Maybe Charlie's rubbing off on him, but he's finally taking charge of his realm and focusing on his subjects. Seeing Charlie at her best only fuels him more. She's living the life he wanted to when he was her age, and now, he had some catching up to do. He was determined.

PDAs:

With his confidence growing, he starts becoming more comfortable with PDAs. You never minded them, but it was nice to see him letting out his emotions in any way. He started off by holding your hand around others. Even though he would always become a blushing mess, even pulling away if he got too embarrassed by you smiling so geniunely at him, it was progress. It then became something he almost whined about when it wasn't happening. He wants you to hold his hand until it's uncomfortably sweaty and even after.

Lucifer would give small pecks to you as well, on your cheek when you walked in the room, your hair if you were sitting and he had access to the top of your head, and when he was in an especially good mood, a sweet peck on the lips before he'd leave.

Truly, the hardest part was saying I love you. In public and in private. What a strange phrase to get so flustered over when youve been with someone for years, and it did take years, but when he said it to you for the first time you damn near cried. After that, you would try to pepper it into conversations casually, in hopes his embarrassment or shame in the phrase would dissipate. Eventually, it did, and he grinned every time you'd say it, eager to return the phrase.

Now, you do your best to respect his boundaries, but one day it just slipped out of you, in front of a few residents and staff, one of them being Charlie. You didnt realize what you had done wrong, and honestly most of the others in the room didnt either, but once you saw Lucifer's overwhelmed expression it clicked that you may have messed up. You looked around to gauge the room and casually walked over to his shrinking form.

"I'm sorry, my love." You leaned in a bit to whisper to him," Do you need to step out? Should I say anything?" You did your best to stay calm, to be his anchor in this situation, but he cleared his throat and picked up his voice a little louder than your previously hushed tone. "L-Love you, too..! Sweetheart.." it was a small intimacy, but dear lord, were you proud of him. You could tell he struggled to do that, even if no one else paid attention to it. His eyes darted to Charlie, who was suddenly meeting his gaze from the other side of the room, and her eyes were absolutely wide and full to the brim with pride.

You had a few conversations with Charlie about everything. She didn't want too many details, just an update on how he's handling himself when she's not around. As he would get better with confiding his feelings to others, he would eventually talk to Charlie about issues and concerns, but for now, you were happy to relay the news to her.

He's her father, of course she wants nothing more than for him to be happy. It's not like she didn't see his struggle, so she couldn't help but feel pride for this little affection and any of his progress. She was quickly pulled away by Vaggie to avoid an outburst of happy tears in front of everyone, which Lucifer didn't mind. You gave him a quick peck on his forehead after looking around the room and took your seat next to him, continuing a conversation that you barely remember starting.

There were some situations where he would let you perform the PDAs. Sometimes, you would push his limits just to see how far he'd go. He wasn't super into movie nights, but Charlie really loved the idea of watching and discussing movies with wholesome values; an exercise to get people to know eachother amd have healthy debates on certain topics that definitely wouldn't turn into arguments. It happened about twice a month, good movies becoming harder to find in Hell.

You sat next to him close enough that your plush thigh was against his leg. He didn't seem to care too much, I mean, he loved it, but he didn't get too flustered. You would reach your arm around the back of the couch to simulate wrapping your arm around his shoulder, brushing your fingertips across the back of his shirt every now and then. The first time you did it, it took him by surprise, but after that, you could see the enjoyment of your touch.

You made sure to sit on the couch behind everyone else. Otherwise, he would feel the need to constantly look over his shoulders. You would try a few things, like placing your hand over his, then interlacing your fingers, then bringing it to your lips whenever the screen would go black and plunge the room in darkness. He seemed to handle it pretty well.

One night, you'd start off by leaning towards him and sitting on your legs, resting your head on his shoulder. He would respond by hesitantly placing his hand at your waist. You snuggled into him a bit more, making him redder in the face, but also giving him a subtle you're doing great.

If he did ever get too uncomfortable, he'd pull a blanket up and around both your shoulders, giving him a sense of security. On another night, you tried to pull him into you. It happened throughout the movie. You would pull him in by his waist, and he would scooch closer to you, then he would prop his arm up behind you and press his cheek against your shoulder. This was definitely a favorite position of his. Some tiring days, he would nod off. You made sure to wake him before anyone noticed.

Privacy:

After a while, he'd especially love touching you in private. When you would sit on his little couch and work on your own things in his office, he would take breaks and come over to lay his head in your lap. If he's lucky, you'd be reading or doing something where you only needed one hand, so your vacant fingers could be used to lightly comb through his hair.

He would take any chance to be above you, leaning down over the couch when you were sitting and giving you light kisses, or wrapping his arms around you while he stood on the elevated platform his workbench was set on.

With all the issues he had to overcome, you noticed he never really seemed too upset over his height. He was an angelic all-powerful beast, it's not like he was forced to look that way. I mean, you saw him shapeshift, he could easily add a few feet to his height. Actually, sometimes it seemed like he enjoyed the height difference. Whenever you would have to bend at the hips to give him a level kiss, he would make the goofiest grin. Or when you'd wear heels, he would constantly offer to fasten them on your feet and shower you with affection, then in public, he'd place his hand around your hips instead of linking your arms like usual.

Goofy Stuff:

His overly confident mask that he would use to intimidate others and laugh off serious situations was finally becoming more sincere. You loved seeing him that way, bringing smiles to everyone in the room when he spoke. When it was just the two of you, all his energy went into making you smile. And it always worked, he would make you giddy.

He loved to simply be around you. When you had to get ready for some kind of event, he would sit next to you at your vanity, simply watching you doll yourself up. He'd praise you, "you look so beautiful, darling~" then he'd tease you, "you know, i think that color would look much better on me." And you weren't one to back down, applying a thick layer of gloss to your lips and pulling him in to transfer as much as you could onto his lips. You pulled away, unphased, and went back to your makeup. "Hm! I agree! I'll let you wear it more often, then." He'd stammer out some sort of angry reply and cross his arms over his chest, having to admit defeat.

When you'd come home and would need to wash your face, you'd repeat your skin care routine on him. He didn't need it, but he loved to feel your hands touch and massage his face. In exchange, you'd force him to let you groom him (preening his wings, maybe cleaning up his eyesbrows, styling his hair in new ways, etc.) If you had the energy for it, that is. It was like clipping a cats nails. But the reaction and the outcome were so worth it.

You'd do his makeup on occasion, sometimes going far too dramatic for his taste just to watch him struggle to admit it wasn't his style without insulting you. You'd admit it was on purpose, and he'd tackle you playfully. Like before, you both ended up with the same lip color afterward.

You loved to get eachother flustered, sometimes youd pat him on the bottom when moving past him just to see him dramatically gasp." My love, we're in public! Right in front of Keekee??" He'd dramatically gesture to the cat who quite literally left the room while he was talking.

He'd blow into your ear when you were distracted, sending a chill down your spine. You'd knock your head into his on purpose, and he would swoon, crying out about being mistreated. Truly a theatric man.

Overall, he was finally bringing a geniune confidence to the table and you couldnt be prouder of him.

18+ Intimacy:

He was quick to discover he liked all the fluffy, cuddly stuff, but it took him years to rekindle any kind of sexual attraction to anyone. It was another big insecurity that he had, wondering if it was one of the reasons he drove Lillith off. It's not like he had anything to compare his work to, but he definitely didn't need to worry. Practice makes perfect. (And he was with Lillith for thousands of years.. so... plenty of time for practice.)

At first, you'd take the lead. You didn't mind. You loved taking care of him. After he'd suggest you two become more intimate, you'd still have to stop after some deep kisses and light grinding. Not that he would finish so soon, he just didn't have the stability to even imagine going through a night with your intimate gaze on him for so long. After a while, you'd start sitting on his lap, constantly reassuring him and giving him praises for doing so good. "If you need to stop, let me know, my love. Tap me -" you would lead his hand to the top of your thigh, " - if you can't find the words, okay?" He would let out a nervous chuckle, subconsiously giving your thigh a soft squeeze at the motion before nodding his head.

You had to talk him through everything, and dear lord, did he love hearing your voice. As ironic as it is, he would melt at any praise you gave him." You're doing so good, sweetheart," "You like that, love? You look so beautiful right now~", "Mmm, keep that up, you're doing so well." No matter how much you tried to keep your voice calm and sultry, he really enjoyed and almost preferred your hitched breath and sweet words directly by his ear. The phrase that got him going more than anything? "I love you, Lucifer." The combination of those words and hearing his name slip from your lips almost always made him whimper quietly.

When you first heard him whimpering, you would subtly check on him, making sure he was doing okay without embarrassing him and calling it out. Oh, he was doing okay. More than okay.

You would usually proposition him, but sometimes, he would blatantly ask you if you two could be intimate. It was always so cute when he did that. But one day, he asked shyly for you to sit, then he hesitantly sat on your lap. Your rosie cheeks grew even redder, and you placed your cool hands on your face to try and calm yourself. It took you a second to finally look up at him, his expression even more embarrassed than yours. You hated to admit that it made you feel better, but it really did. You took your hands and placed them on his cheeks, which were much hotter than yours. He rubbed his face into your palm, his hand holding your wrist to keep your touch close.

After a moment, he'd lean down to kiss you, it was just bliss. The rare view he had, looking down to meet your eyes, left him happy to give in to his more intimate desires. After being seated on your lap for so long, and finally adjusting to the unconscious grinding that would go on, he'd start to reach for the edge of his pants without much thought. Once he had pulled out his shaft, your eyes would quickly widen and break away from the kiss to assess the situation. Before you could, he lifted your head back to look into his eyes, suddenly glowing red. "P-Please, can I.. i don't know if im ready for, b-but- I need - " his eyes were a threatening color, but you noted that he was still struggling with this decision. He still needed some time before letting you touch him that way.

You pulled him in for another kiss, "I won't look or touch, okay? That's what you want?" You clarified, running your hands through his hair. He nodded shyly, his hand still holding onto himself. You smiled and reconnected your lips. "Okay, love. I don't mind at all - " you reassured him, taking his free hand and kissing his palm. Looking up at him through his fingers, you grinned into his hand, grazing your teeth down his wrist." I would be honored, actually." You say bravely, the situation giving your boldness a boost. He would let out a nervous laugh that seemed almost too loud, then follow it by sucking in his lips to not embarrass himself anymore than he already has.

Keeping up with his speed, you did only what he was comfortable with. Doing only what he wanted from you. It made you almost arrogant to feel him stroke himself and whimper into your lips, getting off just from your kisses alone. You would break away only to leave some soft kisses on his neck. You attempted to leave a hickey or two below his jawline, but he quickly tapped your thigh, wordlessly telling you that was too much. "Good boy~" you'd breathe against his neck, seeing his chest heave at the words. You moved down to his collarbone and chest, slowly beginning to suck in and bite his porcelain skin there. He let out a muffled agreement and nodded his head, more accepting of somewhere that would be easier to cover. You left almost too many bruises on him after that. To be fair, any blossoming mark was exentuated against his sensitive, white skin.

It didn't take too long for him to finish after that. He let out a gasp, then a muffled moan as you felt some of his fluids leak onto your stomach. He didn't even let himself get over his high before pulling a tissue out of thin air and cleaning you up. You let your head lean back, looking towards the cieling as he situated himself, keeping your promise to not look until he's ready. "O-oooh dear.. That was... Gross, right? Sorry.." You quickly look at him and scoffed, holding onto his face and pulling it close. "Don't say that, Lucifer..! Thank you for trusting me with this..." You brushed your thumb across his cheek, his expression still disheartened." I wouldn't have let that happen if I didn't want it, you know that. Besides, if you're really concerned, i'll just have to join you next time." You teased a sly smirk across your face. His eye twitched, and you could feel the heat in his face return." Good lord, I don't deserve you." He squeaked out before standing up and almost tripping over himself, complaining about his stiff legs right away.

Side note: I feel like when he would complain about being sore at all, you'd joke at him and say things like, "Oh, don't be a baby." And he'd reply with a joke, "Woah there, save the dirty talk for the bedroom." And that's what triggers you to start calling him baby any chance you could get, especially in the bedroom.

Going all the way was a big step. He was more comfortable starting on top of you,  but just like before, he realized how much he preferred, loved, to have you ride him. You made sure he had the tapping system in effect, but he would constantly check on him the first time he asked to try it this way. You were almost ashamed to admit you got a bit carried away. With you almost hitting your high, you probably took on more than he could handle. You didn't realize until you looked down at his face. His eyes were shut tight, a tear or two rolling down his heated face, and his lips were parted and letting out pathetic little noises. A face that some might see as a demon drunk on sex, but you knew you had taken him a little too hard. You slowed down, his breath finally becoming lighter." I-I'm sorry.. I-I -" his voice was raspy as his began apolgizing." No - don't be. I'll be gentle." You finally started back up, a slow grind, after letting him catch his breath. "Remember to use your words, baby - " You took his hand and planted it on your thigh as another reminder to communicate his thoughts. He nodded, a slight hitch in his breath as you spoke. You went on to cherish a more intimate night with him.

That's how it started, but as time went on, your playful relationship came to the bedroom. Lucifer would be in the middle of grinding his hips into yours, attempting to say something flirtatious in your ear when his voice would crack, or he'd say something that didn't come out right. You'd cover your mouth in an attempt to not laugh." Oh, cmon! I'm trying to be sexy here." He'd waggle his eyebrows at you and youd bring him into a smiling kiss. "Well, i'd say you're doing a great job, babe." You spoke so sincerely afterward that he'd become a little flustered. "O-Oh.. you.. think so..?" You hummed against his ear,

"Nope~"

He'd let out an aggravated groan and start to get off of your lap." No-no! I'm sorry, i'm kidding! You're sexy, come back!" You'd laugh out, reaching for his hips and planting him back onto your lap." Damn right, I am." He'd grumble, smashing his lips against yours in a suddenly intense kiss. In all honesty, probably to shut you up.

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You love him so dearly. You barely realize how much he loves you, maybe due to how badly he struggles with his words. As time goes on, all Lucifer wants is to give himself to you. Give every little bit of his love to the one who's spent so much time caring for him and helping him become a better person. He'd sometimes consider that he could never be able to return the favor.

But he would. You knew he could.

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I'll still take requests for some Luci prompts if anyone's thirstin'

Also, I have over 100 followers?? Which i wasn't expecting to happen when I first made this account (literally made it just to look at Hazbin smut if i'm outing myself) So thanks for all the support! This is such a great community 🥹

[starrystarr]

🗒️: I'm back again with another doodle WOOHOO

Just got the urge to draw this two silly men.

Got the idea from the awesome @alastor-is-the-best! See the original post by pressing here <3

I'm struggling with flu and other throat problems so I relaxed for a bit and finished this piece. I'm glad i can post often for now, If I disappear it's probably because of exams and other proyects 💔

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Original pic below:

[annwe24]

PART 2! SUGAR DADDY! LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X READER

Part 1

Summary: Lucifer and you reach a somewhat transactional relationship. However, you find yourself develop feelings for him.

Lucifer finches his eyes when the morning light of Hell finds its way through the thick curtains. Every morning, especially with you, he would lay in bed and let his thoughts wonder for a while. You're still sleeping soundly on his chest but looking at you now is making him feel uneasy. Last night weirded him out. It feels like an omen for bad things to happen. You have never been that straight forward with your feelings. Heck, this whole relationship is a mess itself. He feels guilty for dragging you into this rabbit hole too deep. Perhaps it is the eons of loneliness that he finds it hard to let you go. If letting you go was that easy, he would have let you free from the luxurious cage that he created. He would have deleted your number after your first night. Lucifer is but a fool. A fool never knows if they are one. Yet he continues to be foolish for you, he knows how hard your financial situation is, how you were just willing to do any dirty work to earn some slack. He is the work you’re investing in.

After a few minutes, he finally manages to push himself out of the bed, gentle enough for you not to wake up. You would not want to see him in such a pathetic state and he figures you would want some space. It is a habit at this point. He would wake up, prepare your clothes, cook your breakfast and leave the rest of the house for you. You can either just stay there or leave. You always leave.

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Please try again after-

The robotic voice doesn't even get to finish the sentence before being shut down. Heavens cannot describe how frustrated he is right now. Where the fuck are you? You're supposed to be all nice and pretty with him right now but it's been fifteen minutes and countless missed calls. Suddenly, his mind clicked. He remembered the club you once mentioned, how it serves as your scapegoat during desperate times. Sighing, he put on his usual white coat and opened a portal leading to the opening of the club.

Whispers and glances follow his every step inside the establishment. He just wishes they were your whispers and glances instead of the state he finds you: wasted in a corner clutching a glass of wine like your life depends on it. You don't even recognize Lucifer when he pats you on the head lovingly, thoughtless eyes only stare at the dancing floor.

Hey.

Finally, you lift your head to see him. Your eyes widen in panic the moment you see him. He feels your shoulder tenses and before he knows it, you are sobbing in his chest. Letting out a deep sigh again, he loops his arms under to carry you out of the club, back to his residence.

He doesn't know fuck to do. You are still a sobbing mess on his bed despite him trying everything. He can't make out much of your blabbering. He let you stay like that for some time while he cradled your head. Suddenly, a wave of deja vu hit him. He remembered being in the exact same position with you when you got too sensitive about a horror film. That makes Lucifer smile a bit. You have always been like this. Your emotions are well hidden but somehow you are so vulnerable around him.

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Lucifer is too worked up to sleep. You, on the other hand, are snoring on his chest. Why does his room feel so restricting all of a sudden? What is it that's been on his mind? Why did you decide to cancel the date and go to a club instead? Are you playing some kind of mind games on him? You have been the only one to make a fool out of the King of Hell so far.

He feels something shuffling on his chest. You have woken up but remain oddly silent. He thinks you are pissed. Imagine going to a club to ditch him, get high, only to wake up being in his arms. That's why he's so surprised when you are kissing him so tenderly right now. Kissing you is no new experience, but for the first time, kissing you on the bed doesn't feel sexual. Rather, it's more like a love confession coming from you. He gets so immersed in the kiss that he hasn't realized how hard his hand is gripping your waist.

You are the one to break the kiss. He guesses you want to be the one to finish something you had started.

Do you love me?

Your voice is coated with such a sweetness that makes honey taste bitter.

I love you more than anything.

He said as he engulfs you in a hug.

[madyshiny]

The short King 👑🍎

Isn't it cute? ❤️

🍎🐍✨️

[darling-angel222]

Y’ALLLL LUCIFER WON THE SLUTTIEST MAN POLL ON TWITTER 🙏😽😽 (i’m still devastated that he lost the hottest character poll to Vox.)

[sawdust-flavored-poptarts]

He is everything he is beautiful I love this man

[katyakurae]

Are you ready to visit the Hazbin Tavern? A DnD AU

Random facts under the cut~

Race: Aasimar, Lathander's son.

Class: Paladin, oathbreaker. In his free time, multiclasses to artificer.

Alignement: chaotic neutral.

Goal: Protect Charlie at all means... and doesn't let Alastor mess with his sanity. It's going... poorly

The same day he broke his oath, he also fell and lost his wings. It was the same day he married Lilith.

They had a relationship and lived together in Menzoberranzan for a while, but Lucifer couldn't stand drow's way of living and choose to leave with Charlie. Lilith, more focused on the Underdark politic's kinda allowed them to escape. They weren't exactly prisoners but... yknow, drows.

That makes two times he lost his home, he may have some trauma with that.

Even when his relationship with Lilith didn't end on bad terms, he did not wear his ring anymore.

But... he wears a ring. With a green detail. Who does this belong to?

Doesn't really like the Underdark races... neither the ones from the surface. But he has grown fond of Charlie's friends. One (that he also hates a lot) in particular.

Yes, he looks kinda decadent. Yes, he can smite every being in his way without batting an eye.

Alastor and him are trying to teach Charlie to control her magic. It's not working. They argue about it all the time. They argue about everything all the time. They could even argue while kissing (already happened, Charlie saw it.)

Previous character: Vaggie

Next character: Alastor

[kodamaghost00]

30 Lucifer Headcanons

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[Disclaimer!!]

This post will contain: NSFW,Sfw, Fluff, Smut

It's also Genderless for the girls,gays and theys!You're a new resident at the Hotel in this scenario.

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Let’s begin!

Calls his partner “Angel” or “Love”. But will come up with outrageous names to annoy you too.

Makes his loved ones custom ducks. And he gets really nervous showing you the finished product.

“So uhhh… I made this one for you.” He said quite nervously as he gave you your duck. “Oh it’s lovely Lucifer… thank you so much.”.

He looked at you flabbergasted “Wait really?! You like it…?”. You just chuckled “Of course I do!”

You were there for him when Lilith left him. He was so down but you cheered him up.

When Lucifer and Alastor had their little sing session he was so happy that you sided with him and not that red deer guy.

He thinks it’s adorable that you get along with Charlie. He loves the way you care about her, and believe in her dreams.

Besides his “calm” personality he gets quite protective over time. When he notices you get hurt by something/someone he is immediately there you care for you.

He makes unhinged comments and jokes without even noticing that they’re out of place sometimes.

Ever since angel called him a “Short king” the term has stuck with him. He casually calls himself that as well.

He tries to learn more slang from the other residents and tries them out on you… “You serve *snaps fingers*… the outfit slaps ngl.” You just laughed your ass off due to his stiff voice and lack of feeling.

He enjoys basin and cooking a lot. He prefers to have you as a helper.

He’s a ambivert who’s pretty good at masking. Not many people notice when he’s exhausted.

Definitely a hopeless romantic. He WILL take you on a date with roses and jazz in the background. And if everything goes well he maybe even take you to his place?

He likes to get dominated but he also loves to dominate. Whatever you’re up to actually, he’ll just go along with it.

Groans overall but whimpers and whines when he’s close.

When you ride on top of him he digs his fingers into your sides and it gets firmer and stronger as he finishes.

He is definitely very weak in the way that he can’t hold in for long. You do one right move and he’s cumming fast.

He also enjoys bondage very much. He’d fuck you while you hand from the roof with a gag in your mouth. In combo with a blindfold? Seeing you drool? He finishes faster than you can say “Bow chika bow bow.”

GREAT IN AFTERCARE!!! He will spoil you with sweet words and cuddles. “You did so great love… thank you.”

He bathed with his rubber duck. His favorite is probably an apple themed one.

He also wears a little make-up. Like going out without a little eyeliner? Nuh uh.

He made his cane himself. The apple on top is exchangeable with a Rubber duck, skull and a snake. He’s making new ones as well.

He is already autistic coded with a special interest in ducks. But imagine he invented them. Like imagine he said ”Hey God… I have this little idea, do you think you can make it work?”

He gets nervous if you two make eye contact for too long. He’d laugh it off though saying it’s no big deal for him.

So so done with life sometimes he just drinks 3 black coffees in the span of 3 hours.

He easily gets distracted by literally anything and everything. Also procrastinates a lot.

He loves hugs from the back. And hugs in general make him feel so loved by you.

His love languages are Physical Touch and Acts of Service. You making him breakfast and cuddles afterwards? He��s straight up in love.

“You made this all for me love…? Wow that’s so amazing thank you so so much…” he gets stressed easily so seeing how much you care for him makes him tear up.

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MASTERLIST

Thank you all so much for reading my silly headcanons [And also 20 followers]! I wanted to say “Loves Eskimo kisses” but I remembered he doesn’t rlly have a nose (πーπ). But yeah anyways… if you have requests don’t be shy and ask! I’d be happy to work on requests! Have a great day/night!

- Your Ghost ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ

[colourstreakgryffin]

Lucifer x Celestia!reader romantic headcanons

Haha! You know what? It’s time! Let’s do it, babe! I can imagine a Celestia! Reader would probably meld well with Lucifer! I may much more prefer Lucifer and Lilith as a couple but I will always appreciate him getting somebody who truly loves him so let’s begin~! Sorry, I took so long!

Lucifer Morningstar- Princess and the King

You became the de-facto teacher and mother figure of Lucifer’s beloved daughter, Charlie when she came to you, a very known and powerful Overlord called a ‘Princess’ for help in running her Hotel, all with very little payment on your end. You trained and mentored her as you saw her as in need. You’re quite elegant, graceful yet you’re strong and intuitive

Lucifer met you through Charlie during his visit to the Hazbin Hotel and may I say, he was interested in you right from the start. You’re not only pretty and tall… kinda reminding him of Lilith, but you look after his babygirl as she told him and he appreciates that a LOT

So, he decided to befriend you upon approaching you. He is far too interested to truly pass off this opportunity, to learn about the woman taking care of his beloved babygirl

It’s almost like you two were naturally built to hit it off since he basically forgot to go around and meet ALL of Charlie’s friends since he was so busy with you

Yes, he did end up getting your number during his day visit to the Hotel, and you two would spend most of the time texting back and forth to one another about Charlie on a cordial acquaintance level yet it changed into a mutual respective friendship overtime and you two learnt you share common interests

Lucifer does feel bad about this at first… about falling in love with another woman since he is still so hung up and smitten for Lilith, but then again. He doesn’t want to leave you hanging to dry and he wants to give you a chance. You’re a wonderful woman, you deserve a try

So, he did give it a go and he doesn’t regret it. Sure, he still loves Lilith but he also knows he loves you so he wants to choose you. You haven’t left him like she did, he deserves better to so whilst he is still stuck up over his separated wife, he’s quite happy with you

Lucifer absolutely gives you rubber ducks as a sign of his affection. He made you as a rubber duck! Look! Are you proud? Do you like it? He hopes you like it— he really needs validation and he needs to hear you to be happy

Lucifer is extremely romantic and cheesy. You being both graceful and wise yet willing to go along with anything to make your loved ones happy, you go along with everything he does; his cute little flirts, his gifts, his asks to go on the most sappy dates ever. He’s sappy, give him a break

Lucifer loves your beautiful majestically waving hair so much, multi-coloured, long, it sways like it’s water. He loves to brush it for you and he even loves to dress you so you dress him back. It’s a cute little thing you two share, dressing each other

Lucifer would absolutely protect you, mundane situation or not. Even if you’re a wise older Overlord here that absolutely can care for yourself. He knows you have limits whilst he really lacks those so he can take on anything. Even a fellow higher-ranked angel. You’re the one Sinner he genuinely likes so sit back, let him handle this!

Lucifer uses his wings a lot. Wing play is his form of affection, he’ll use them to embrace you whenever his arms are occupied, he’ll use them to shield you from the rain, he’ll even use them as a extra pair of arms to carry you about. Even if he is completely free, hell. He’ll even wrap you in his feathery angelic wings so you can rest, it looks silly but it’s very warm and he knows that

Please be dominant with him. He is a bottom, he is submissive. He is far too cute and whiny to be a top, there is nothing he loves more than tall dominant authoritative strong women and like Lilith, you are that. Possessing more of a caring lenient heart but nevertheless

Slap his ass, he’s squeaking. Rub over his horns or wings, he’s melting. Throw him over your shoulder, Lucifer’s already trying so damn hard to bite back a moan. He’s too much of a pillow princess to even try top you so show him his place and he’ll be calling you ‘Mistress’ for a whole month

Lucifer likes having baths with you… because it means he can bring all his rubber duckies then go all awe like a child at you showing him rubber duckies can be used in the relaxing massaging warm bubble baths you two share

Lucifer loves sleeping with you. Once again, please let him sleep with you. Cuddled up against your torso, he loves being on the top and being on your breasts. It’s so soft and he’ll even kiss them as a good night gesture, because he’s so silly. He sleeps like a rock cuddled up on you

Lucifer knows you have a sister, a little sister that maintains the nighttime and the moon and he does his best to befriend her! In-fact, he considers her like a second daughter. Especially since your little sister is close to Charlie’s age and even has befriended Charlie. Lucifer does like to give presents to your sister at times and he’ll happily do anything for her, if it means you and her are happy

You may be a princess in the City, the princess of the day and the Princess who maintains all weather but you’re the Queen to him. The new Queen of Hell and the Queen of Daytime

Lucifer may struggle with moving on from Lilith but thanks to you, his past love for Lilith has re-manifested into a loyal love for you. He doesn’t want Lilith anymore, even if she does ever come back. He wants you, the better option. Better for him and for his babygirl

“Applecake! Applecake! Do you think Charlie would like this? Is it cute enough? You’d know, right! Is the ruffles too much! I want her birthday gala to be absolutely perfect! Really? Oh! I love you so much! Thank you for helping me!”

[loverofcats14]

Lucifer Brainrot-

“Luc-i-fer"you cried. “Shut it whore.” Lucifer said as he started putting his fingers in and out of your lips while curling them at the right spot. “ I saw how you and Mammon were giving each other looks.”

To be fair, it was him giving you looks- but you didn't reciprocate at all-! You actually tried walking away, but you didn't think Lucifer would notice...

He smirked while you tried so hard to hush yourself with the back of your hand. He grabbed your hand out of your reach. As he smiled at your squirming, he took your breast in his mouth. Slowly swirling..

His hand is pumping you in and out without mercy. Your eyes were ever so open with tears coming out and your mouth moaning like a dog in heat. “Get up.” Lucifer said coldy, taking his gloved fingers out of you. You hissed and longed for his fingers being inside of you. He looked disheveled with his coat on the floor,his hair a little messed up,and yet he still looked handsome. With his cold stern face giving you shivers.

“Since you’re acting like a whore, suck me like one.” You looked at his hand as he took your face facing his zipper with a stain. As you saw his clothed cock made a twitch. “Do I have to do everything?” he sighed. “No! I can do it!” he laughed while your face blushed with embarrassment. You kneeled and licked his clothed cock almost hearing Lucifer sigh.

With some pride you keep licking it wondering how his cum tastes. With a huff Lucifer pulls down his underwear with his cock springing out. He pulls your head to it with a cold smirk. "Be a good girl won't you? For me?" His voice and question made your knees week. Your desire to make him feel good, clouding your brain.

You started slow licking the tip, but seeing his face groan and move back was enough. You went deep, feeling his vains as you deep throat it while you hear him sigh pulling your hair. “Like that, my good whore keep going..." He says while bucking his hips. “You’re so good for me fuck.” He moans. Your tongue starts swirling at the top while his cock starts twitching knowing how he’s about to burst. You start humming with the vibrations sending Lucifer over the edge. “MC, ngh..." He was always the quiet type. His cum bursting in your mouth. Trying to impress him you swallowing it all you make a lewd pop off his cock. “Who are you only allowed to suck?” He smiles over his high. “You, Lucifer, only you.”

You both felt a sense of pride as he kisses you deeply. “That’s my girl,now the nights still young get ready for round two.”

[thesaltoftheshaker]

this was suppose to be like a full ass drawing but i could not figure out the shading for the life of me holy shit i was TWEAKING OUT 😭😭😭😭

i may redo the shading later and make it actually look good idk 😪😪

[ekinnisms]

Haha loser lost a bet to charlie💋

[annwe24]

LUCIFER X ADAM'S WIFE! READER

Summary: Eve's fall from grace had left an empty spot in Heaven. God created you in replacement of her. However, you yearn for something more than the dullness of Heaven's luxury.

A/N: I wanted to write something longer but I think it would be cringe 💀

Some would say you are the finest angel there is to offer. Nuns start their pilgrimage, chasing to be a part of your divine counterparts. Afterall, God makes sure temptation never finds you. Eve is a mistake and you are such no mistake. However, temptation’s roots reach far and deep. A soul born without temptation will eventually yearn for it instead. That is why you are painting so heavenly under Lucifer, deep in pleasure and the endless selfish desire for more. Your hands struggle to grip his back as you feel reality turns into pure bliss. Heaven is nothing compared to this. You silently think to yourself. Curiosity kills a cat they say. Your curiosity, however, is a delight. You’d be a liar if you said this wasn't extreme happiness you're experiencing. Suddenly, you feel your ecstasy slowly leaving your body until emptiness is all that is left. You let out a disappointed whine and pull Lucifer closer.

I think this is enough for today, angel.

Despite having said that, he unconsciously draws himself closer to you. You huff in annoyance like a toddler, earning a chuckle from him.

What would your husband think? He coos softly.

You grunt at the mention of Adam.

He can go fuck himself.

Lucifer's eyes widened for a bit. He says with a hint of surprise in his voice:

Didn't know such dirty words can come out of your pretty mouth. Guess God did really slack off, huh?

Sorry… I can't stand him.

You look away in embarrassment. Swearing isn't really your suit. Adam is your only exception. You have always tried to deliver yourself with grace, pious in every step you take. Everyone in Heaven absolutely fawns over that fact. Sweet little naive girl. Imagine their surprise when that same sweet face gets absolutely ruined by the devil himself. The thought only feeds into your attraction to Lucifer further. Your bodies are plushed against each other, both bruised and exhausted.