#transmasc lucifer morningstar

[normystical]

found this meme online somewhere

so now

get ready for

and

⚠️⚠️⚠️ DNI IF YOU BELIEVE IN NARCISSISTIC ABUSE OR BORDERLINE ABUSE. DNI IF YOU USE "NARCISSISTIC," "BORDERLINE," "ANTISOCIAL," "PSYCHOPATH," "SOCIOPATH," OR "LOW/NO EMPATHY" AS INSULTS. THESE HEADCANONS ARE DERIVED FROM THEIR GENERAL EMOTIONAL BEHAVIOR, NOT THEIR ABUSE. CLUSTER B FACES ARGUABLY THE MOST DISCRIMINATION OF THE NEURODIVERGENT COMMUNITY. SUPPORT THEM. ⚠️⚠️⚠️

[whereserpentswalk]

Angels are often depicted as all female. Meanwhile lucifer (a fallen angel) is almost always male presenting. Shoutout to our transmasc king!

[rome-theeempire]

You can't create a short, mystical, neurodivergent/autistic coded male character and not expect me to hoard him in my gender envy list

🐍I LOVE LUCY🍎

[multi-fandom-imagine]

A/n: Again! i am so sorry if this is horrible, and I didn't go full blown smut, because I was afraid I'd fuck it up.

It was an awkward silence, something that Lucifer hated. He had hoped to spend more time alone with you, but being alone meant that he would think about things, things like kissing you. And maybe something else but he wasn't about to admit that.

Shifting his weight from his position he cleared out his throat scratching his cheek.

"Did you say something?" You asked looking over at the fallen angel, a nervous laugh escaping your lips as you quickly adverted your gaze not wanting to be caught staring at his lips again.

"I..."

Digging his nails into his pants, Lucifer parted his lips then sighed. He hadn't even noticed that you inched closer nor your hand grazing his. His gaze softened for a minute until his lips were on yours.

Your body clutching his coat tightly, your tongue gliding against his own. It was happening so fast but it felt so good. His hands slipping under your shirt, fingers gently gliding across the scars.

Lips swollen, Lucifer pressed you on the ground. His breaths were coming out in ragged pants. His hand helping you remove your shirt. Feeling warmth creep up your neck you adverted your gaze for a moment as you gave him a weak smile. "I know I..."

"Stop..."Lucifer shook his head as he let his hand then cup your cheek. "You're beautiful, you're everything."

Biting your lip, you had to bite back a groan feeling his lips glide across your chest. Kissing your scars as his free hand dipped into the hem of your pants, a digit slipping into your warmth. His name spilling from your lips as you pushed against his fingers.

"I will show you how wonderful you are."

[lemoncakedoodles]

Since I’m on my period, now seems like a good time to mention also I head canon Lucifer as a period-haver too. Haven’t decided if I think he’s trans or has both parts though.

Meme based on this

[itsyaboi-ray]

I've seen some people headcanoning Alastor as transfem for multiple reasons, which yeah I can get behind that, but my favorite part of that is since Lucifer has some hints of being a trans man, it'd be like him and Alastor have the opposite of transmasc/transfem solidarity, those two got transmasc/transfem mutual antagonism

[tweeker-tincel]

I’m going to tell you about my dad’s favourite headcannon/au thingy that he’s made and I’d love to see art or fanfics about it;

RadioApple

They are both Charlie’s bio dads since we know that Lucifer gave birth to her

Lilith is secretly Alastor is disguise

Alastor is trans-?? Maybe?? I can’t read my dad anymore..

[k-n0-x]

‎‧₊˚✧[Sandy Dunes- Transmasc reader x Lucifer Morningstar teaser!]✧˚₊‧

A while ago @lucifers-personal-cum-dump asked me to make a small fanfic of a transmasc reader and Lucifer, where reader struggles to pick up on innuedos and social cues in general (me fr 💔💔)

Enjoy~

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“Are you ready to go now sweet pea?” Lucifer knocks on the bathroom door, and you open it.

“Yeah, just give me a second!” You reply as you apply hellcream on your front, arms and face.

“Can you help me put some on my back?” 

Today was the hottest day in Hell, so Lucifer and yourself decided to spend the day on Hell’s “best” beaches.

“Of course,” You ignored his smug tone as he spread the sun blocker with his palms. 

Him being the King of Hell, he is very much inured to the death  rays of the hellish sun that burned the sinners.

“You know~” His delicate hands trace towards the scars just below your lower chest.

“We can have our own fun day inside,” 

You ponder for a few moments, not understanding  his innuendo.

“Nah, we should go out. You have not gone outside in a while. Besides-” you put your hands on either side of his face.

“It’s a good opportunity for bonding time,” 

He sighs into the warmth of your hands.

“Alright, if you insist”

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“See Lulu, ain’t too bad, right?” You gaze on the sultry red sand beneath your feet, and then to the lapping teal waves.

“You got that right,” he replies, but he wasn’t looking at the scenery.

“Come onn, knock it out!” You bump into his side, grinning all the same. 

Something catches your interest from the corner of your eye.

“Ooooh, Surf boards! I’m going to get one, okay babe?” 

“Alright. Don’t take too long, okay?” Lucifer stands on his tiptoes and pecks the nape of your neck, a comical sight, you towering over the King of Hell.

“Don’t worry, I won’t!” You tredge to the stall which is selling surfboards.

The dinky booth was unoccupied, with a vandalised sign, and one of the surf boards were snapped in half.

You lean over the countertop and scrummage around for one that is in decent edition, when a calloused hand snaps to your shoulder.

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p.s~ Something Stupid Chapter 6 is not gonna come out tomorrow, but soon enough it will. Toodles~

[heyitsspiders]

Lucifer x Transmasc! Reader - Falling for the Fallen Angel - Chapter 10

Preening

Lucifer teaches you how to preen his wings! And nothing else! Totally!

a/n: this is the last chapter so as usual, i hope yall enjoy and i hope my silly little fic was fun to read.

“However, I do need to make dinner,” You looked over Lucifer’s six ivory to blood red wings. They were covered in what looked like quills you’d see on a hedgehog as well as bald spots, “and I have a feeling this might take too long to do it before.”

Lucifer rubbed the back of his neck as he chuckled nervously, avoiding eye contact, “Yeah, It’s uh- It’s been awhile.” It was hard to tell but it looked like his already puffy and red cheeks darkened in color a bit from embarrassment. 

“I can tell,” You laughed, setting a hand on his shoulder.

Before you could gaze over them any longer, the six disheveled wings slipped back into Lucifer’s back. How he did that made no sense to you. Where did they go? Were they just hanging out with his skeleton? Maybe you’d ask later but for now you got up and dusted yourself off. Apparently, unkempt wings are very dusty.

“Do you wanna come with?” You asked softly as you looked over him.  

Lucifer hesitated and mulled over his options, a knuckle held up to his mouth. A smile crept over his face as he looked back at you, which was refreshing to see after watching him sob.

 “What if,” he began, drawing out the ‘fuh’ sound, “I made dinner for you so you could start on preening. And so no one sees me like this.” He added the last bit quietly.

You laughed softly, “You’re adorable. Okay, that works.” You offered your hand to him.

He stared at your hand for a few seconds before taking it and standing up. He snapped his fingers and a golden ring appeared beside the two of you. When you looked through you could see the dining room, “Here, I want to avoid as many people as possible.”

Lucifer led you through the portal, soon closing as both your feet landed on the smooth wood of the room. You blinked several times as your eyes adjusted to the new bright lights. When your eyes stopped tearing up you looked to Lucifer, who had apparently been wearing duck pajamas this entire time. Oh my god they were adorable. They were a matching set, both fuzzy and a light blue covered in a duck pattern. It took everything in you to not comment on them but you didn’t really need to as your big smile said enough for Lucifer to avert his eyes, blushing. You softly chuckled and checked the time again. 

“Yeah, okay, this is a good time for dinner. What do you plan on making?” You asked curiously as you watched Lucifer wave his hand, golden magic spilling from his fingertips and dashing to the table. You watched in awe once more as the magic crashed into the table but instead of destroying it was made neat with several dishes atop. 

“I don’t think I’ll ever get over how cool that is,” you comment, the delicious scent of sirloin roast grazing your nose. 

Lucifer chuckled as he put his hands on his hips, puffing out his chest a bit. He looked so proud of himself. You placed a kiss on his cheek before turning to the doors, leaning out and announcing the completion of dinner. Not even two seconds after the words left your lips you were pulled through another portal and landed back in Lucifer’s messy, duck-filled room. You placed a hand on your head and closed your eyes as your head spun. Portal hopping that quickly was something you were not used to.

You could hear the bed groan as Lucifer climbed on and rustled the sheets. You opened your eyes and looked at him as you walked over, he was back in his blanket-pillow nest with his wings out. Lucifer put his hands together before gracefully moving them apart, yellow sparkles glowing before dying away to show a replica of a wing with more of the quill looking things on it.

“Okay, because I don’t want to deal with the pain of you accidentally breaking the sheath of a blood feather, I’m going to demonstrate here.” You had no idea what any of those words meant – a bit horrified at the thought of breaking a ‘blood feather’ because that sounded not good and a little scary – but you sat beside him nonetheless. Curled up next to him, you watched attentively. The last thing you wanted to do was hurt your boyfriend and apparently have him bleed everywhere.

Lucifer pointed to one of the weird ass feathers, “This is a ‘pin feather’, it’s a keratin sheath that protects the feathers as they grow and develop.” He explained. His claws pointed to a different pin feather, “This one is not done developing, you can tell by its darker color compared to the other ones.” 

You mentally took note of all of this as he pinched a more lightly colored sheath in between his fingertips, “These are smaller than mine but the process is still the same. You just pinch and roll it between your fingers until it slides off.” As he spoke he did just that, the pale covering slipping off. 

He offered you the replica and you took it, the fake feathers felt soft but synthetic in your hands. “Give it a shot,” He smiled.

Your hands nervously shifted through the many feathers until your fingertips grazed the hard shell of a developing feather. You looked at it, it was a pale white color. Those were good to take off right? You pinched it and gently rolled it between your fingers until it effortlessly slid off. You looked to Lucifer, who was smiling widely at you.

“Good job!” Despite watching your victory he still seemed a bit hesitant to turn around and set you loose on his fragile feathers, which was fair. “Oh!” He exclaimed before flicking his wrist, a spray bottle materializing in his dark hands before handing it to you, “Here, feathers get really dusty and before preening it's good to mist them.”

You took the cool plastic in your hands as Lucifer gulped and turned around. He took a deep breath and tugged his fuzzy sweater off, which wasn’t needed as his wings were already on full display but hey, you weren’t complaining. You got to stare at his smooth, pale skin and you restrained yourself from running your hands along his back and feeling the warmth of him under your hands. You went to reach out a careful hand before you remembered the weight in your grip. 

Ah right. You had to spray his wings first. You lifted the bottle up and pulled the plastic trigger as you moved along his wings. As you misted his wings your hands had the pleasure of feeling his soft feathers, well, the ones that were fully developed and weren’t trapped in what looked like a Saw trap for caterpillars. 

Once you figured you had put enough water – his wings looked like  the aftermath of bathing a cat, feathers bunching and separating in weird places – you set the spray bottle down on the bedside table. You turned back to the mess of feathers that lay before you and gently rested your hands on the base of one of the top wings, you could feel Lucifer shudder under your touch. You carefully maneuvered your fingers to a row of pale pin feathers. Being the most gentle you could be, you held the pin feather in between your thumb and pointer finger, rolling it back and forth. These pin feathers were much larger than the one you had practiced on, which made sense considering Lucifer’s wings were fuckin’ huge. 

After a few seconds of working it between your fingers, the keratin sheath slid off, revealing a beautiful ivory feather in its wake. And that’s how it went for a couple of hours as you worked your way through the maze of pin feathers that littered Lucifer’s wings. When you were about half way done on the fifth wing you finally decided to ask a question that had been lingering in your mind when you started.

“Hey, darling?” You ask, your fingers still flowing through his feathers, so soft you could swear he was still an angel. 

“Hm?” Lucifer hummed, a tired smile on his face as he turned his head to try to see you.

“Why are there so many spots that are featherless?” You really hoped that wasn’t a dumb question. 

Lucifer’s smile faltered and you could feel his muscles tense. He coughed like he was choking before covering it by laughing, “Ha ha- uh- what?” 

You tilted your head curiously and reasked your question, “There are spots without feathers, why?”

“Well- uhm- that’s uh- my fault?” He laughed nervously, now no longer trying to look at you.

“What does that mean?”

“Uhh- so-” He cleared his throat. “Sometimes when I get anxious or uh, stressed I maybe pluckoutmyfeathers.” Lucifer sped through the last bit, flashing you a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

It took a good moment for your brain to process what he said. “What? Why- Why would you do that? Doesn’t that hurt??” You were baffled.

Lucifer waved his hand dismissively, which was hard for you to see considering you were behind him, almost like it was more for him than you, “Oh yeah, of course it does! But y’know it- it’s fine! Really, no need to worry, my love.”

You shifted so you could make eye contact with him but he no longer wanted to meet your eyes. You crawled around and sat in front of him. You grabbed his chin with a dusty hand, looking at him with soft eyes. 

“Darling, it’s okay, I get it. I’m not condoning your actions but I get it,” You spoke gently. “I know healthy coping mechanisms aren’t something everyone has. Hell! I’m still trying to figure out some, but I’ll always be here for you, okay?”

Lucifer smiled back at you, his eyes shiny before he blinked away any tears that were threatening to fall. He placed a hand on yours and leaned into your touch, “Thank you, my apple pie.”

You kissed his soft lips before smiling at him, “Of course.”

You moved your hand from his face and went back to behind him, “Now, let’s finish this.”

Lucifer hummed as you went back to working, the pile of pin feathers on the bed and floor growing with each passing minute. Not to mention all the fucking dust everywhere, your hands especially being covered – they looked more white than blue at this point. 

As the last pin feather dropped onto the sheets you sighed. Finally. It had been like, a million years since you started. Though, other than the aching that had started in your hands, you didn’t really mind. It felt like you and Lucifer were even closer than you two had been before. Like this was a secret test and you passed. 

Lucifer flexed out his now neat wings – other than the bald patches – and he hummed contently, “That feels so much better!”

He shook himself before returning his wings to lay under his skin. He quickly turned himself to meet your eyes, a big smile on his face as he brought you into an embrace. You quickly returned the hug and finally allowed your hands to roam over his back, the heat of his body humming under your touch as your fingers smoothly slid over his spine. Lucifer shuddered, tightening his grip on you before planting a gentle kiss on your neck.

“I love you,” He mumbled into your skin, which quickly heated up.

“I love you too, darling,” You replied as calmly as you could. You lowered your head so your chin rested on his shoulder, taking in the sweet honey apple scent that followed him everywhere. God, you could stay in his embrace all day.

Lucifer’s hands seemed to fidget before he cleared his throat and pulled away from you. You frowned, instantly missing the warmth.

He put on a confident smile as he spoke, “I have a question to ask.” Before you could say anything he added “- but you have to close your eyes.”

You looked at him confusedly before agreeing, closing your eyes. Your ears perked as you followed the sound of Lucifer getting up, rustling through a drawer and then walking behind you.

“Okay, open your eyes- oh, and turn around.” 

You did as you were told, opening your eyes and turning around to see Lucifer standing there, his hands behind his back. “What’d you want to ask?”

Lucifer took a deep breath before falling to one knee and presenting a box in front of you. You gasped as he opened it and presented a beautiful ring sitting inside, “Will you do the pleasure of marrying me?” He looked up at you with a nervous grin.

You blinked several times as you stared at the ring, mouth agape. Lucifer opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off by smashing your lips onto his and wrapping your arms around him. His eyes widened before fluttering closed and pulling you closer to him. After a few minutes you pulled away, both of you heavily panting.

“Is-” He gasped for air, “Is that a yes?” Lucifer laughed.

You nodded, “Yes, I’d love to marry you.”

Lucifer’s eyes welled with tears for the third time this night as he hugged you tightly, “I love you so much my love- I can’t wait to spend the rest of eternity with you.”

You couldn’t help but sniffle a bit as well, “I love you too and I’m so happy you are the one I get to spend my afterlife with.”

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aaaaaaaaaand thats it! i'm not sure this ending is all i wanted it to be but y'know, i was starting to run out of motivation to write and i'd rather finish it now than have it abandoned. don't worry though! i do plan on writing oneshots on anything i can think of so i hope y'all enjoy those too.

thank you all for reading! :D

[xhypiseepyx]

thinking about t4t radioapple a normal amount

[squilliamus]

realizing i’m transmasc because of LUCIFER and a MAN WITH A TV FOR A HEAD was not on my 2024 bingo card but look at me now

what is this life

[kmfoxtail546]

100 Years Coming

A Lucifer Morningstar x Trans!Male Reader by. KM-Foxtail-546

Chapter Summary: It's your first day at the Hazbin Hotel after being brought in as the receptionist by Alastor as a cover for helping with his wounds. You're exploring the hotel to get to know the layout after Alastor only showed you half of the layout. You're to the opposite of Alastor's Radio Tower when you find an intricately carved door decorated with snakes and apples. And are those... Ducks?

No use of Y/N

You can also read it on my Ao3!

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Minors Do Not Interact, Lucifer Trauma, Mentions of Depression, Depressive Episodes, Comforting depressive episodes, mentions/descriptions of trauma, mentions/descriptions of emotional abuse, Lilith is mentioned, relationship trauma, trans reader, male reader, male x male romance, cuddling I guess? Lol it's hardly anything compared to what's to come. Unedited

Word Count:1,908 words this chapter

Author's Note: Special thanks to @dragongeeks for Roleplaying with me in the first place and giving me the inspiration to finally write my first fic. Extra note at the end.

Chapter 1: A Door of Snakes and... Ducks?

You sighed slightly as you wrapped up putting your new room together at the hotel. Having already helped Alastor with his bandaging for the night you thought about what you should do. It was relatively late but you were still wide awake, mins buzzing with energy after moving yet again for the 5th time in just 4 months. It was getting tiring but at least this time it was by choice and not by those pricks who keep following and harassing you wherever you settled.

Deciding to step out of your room you adjust your vest and start wandering the halls. Alastor had only shown you half of the layout of the hotel. Seemingly having drawn an invisible line halfway across like some child. Thinking on it for a moment you head towards the areas you hadn't been to familiarize yourself with the rest of the layout. You'd have to know it for your new job as the Hotel's receptionist anyway considering you'd have to show new guests to their rooms.

The energy seems to shift as you cross that invisible threshold that Alastor had seemed to make, shivering slightly as his very essence that had drenched that half of the hotel left you. You pause for a moment before venturing forward, determined on your mission. Most of your exploration is uneventful and it seems to be an exact copy of what you'd been shown.

As you're wrapping up with the uppermost floor of the hotel you come across an intricately carved door. It was stunning with by far some of the finest craftsmanship you'd seen in either life or death. It was decorated with detailed imagery of Snakes and Apples, hints of Eden hidden among an overall circus theme but then you notice something, Is that... Are those DUCKS? Like all over the door there are little rubber ducks hidden among almost every detail.

You snort slightly as that finally seems to tip the edge of your curiosity. You're about to just open the door before you think better of it. Knocking firmly as to make sure you didn't walk in on anyone. There's a yelp and shuffling behind the door along with the muffled crash of what sounded like a squeaky pile. After a couple moments someone seems to rush up to the door and open it. You go speechless, awe-struck as you find yourself face to face with none other than Lucifer Morningstar himself. The Sin of Pride and King of Hell.

Lucifer looks disheveled as if he'd just been interrupted from something. His desk was a mess with several discarded Rubber Ducks. You finally snap out of it when he asks what he can do for you and you sweep yourself into a full bow, suddenly feeling panicked. "I'm so sorry Your Majesty! I didn't mean to interrupt you or anything. I'll leave if you need me to."

Lucifer's eyes widened as he suddenly spoke very quickly. "NO! No no no. It's uh. It's okay. You don't have to leave at all, I wasn't. I wasn't really doing anything at all. And please l, just call me Lucifer." He smiled awkwardly at you and cleared his throat. "A-anyway you don't have to bow like that for me. At least not here at the Hotel. While I'm here I am very simply Charlie's Dad."

You reluctantly stand back up like normal before gasping as you notice the piles upon piles of ducks in the room behind him. Forgetting to think you rush past him inside of the room, stopping to look at each individual rubber duckie. Taking great interest in his collection. "Wow! I've never seen this many unique rubber ducks. I think at all even, let alone all in one place. Do you collect them? Or do you somehow make these yourself?"

Lucifer looked confused at how you took such interest in his ducks. Anyone else he'd run into who saw them(except Charlie obviously) had made fun of them. So he certainly hadn't expected you to observe them so intently. Feeling suspicious he asked "I mean I make them myself. But why do you want to know?"

You could feel his suspicions at the back of your neck, raising your hands in surrender. "I promise I mean nothing bad in it! I actually really like rubber ducks and ducks in general. And all of these are so unique and amazingly creative and well made! I'm honestly really impressed. I don't think I could ever make something like; well to be honest ANY of these."

Lucifer's suspicions faded at your heartfelt response, before utter confusion set in. "You don't. You don't think that they're stupid or childish? I mean it's such a stupid hobby honestly and-"

You turned around and interrupted him the instant he started to speak like that. "What?! God no I LOVE rubber ducks. I mean they're not the most important thing to me but I find them super adorable. And once again I find it really impressive that you can make things like this."

Picking up a duck with a ringleader get up and a baton, you laughed as it waved it's baton and spit confetti out it's mouth. "See? Stuff like this is absolutely amazing. The fact that you can make such amazing things. Isn't that enough to keep doing it?"

You grabbed his hand and put the ringleader duck in it. Closing his hand around it and holding it like that. Smiling gently as you did so. Lucifer stared at where your hands met, before a tear streamed down his face.

He'd been in a depressive episode over these ducks, as well as several other things before you knocked on his door. And now here you were, telling him about how impressive and amazing his ducks really were. He'd expected the typical harsh words everyone else gave him over them, not words of encouragement.

Upon seeing his tears you immediately panicked and rapidly pulled your hands away from his as it re-clicked in your mind just who you were talking to. And you'd just made him cry without even knowing whether you did. "Oh no! I'm so sorry. I. I don't know what I did, I didn't want to make you cry!"

Lucifer tried to catch his breath. "No. No you didn't do anything wrong. This is all me okay? I. I really shouldn't be reacting like this, especially in company. I just. Give me a moment." He was fidgeting with his wedding band again and something seemed to click in your mind.

"You know. Special interests like this are really interesting. I mean I have an odd collection or two. I even keep a collection of certain Hell Times magazines for inspiration with my designs. I really admire the fabric work displayed in them." You pulled him into a tight hug, feeling terrified that you were severely overstepping your boundaries but also having a good feeling that he needed this.

At that simple gesture Lucifer broke down, hugging you back tightly and sobbing into your shoulder as he tried to process your words. You felt startled but carefully lowered the two of you down into a duck bean bag chair on the ground. Holding him as you rubbed his back. Simply sitting there with him speaking comforts to him as he broke down.

Lucifer barely managed to speak after SEVERAL moments, doing so quietly. "Sorry, I haven't had anyone say such things to me since. I don't know since I was just a kid? That was a LONG time ago." That made you confused. "Really? I mean you'd think that Lilith would have said such things to you at least once over all those years. I mean you two have been married since humanity was first even a thing." Lucifer shook his head. "No, I mean most of the things you just said are essentially the opposite. Lilith as well as anyone else always told me that I shouldn't ever focus on these stupid ducks. That they're a waste of time among several other hobbies. I mean if I wasn't doing my duties I'd essentially get yelled at."

You felt concerned. "Lucifer. That's hardly anything but normal. That's actually REALLY bad. Nobody should've been treating you like that. Hobbies like this are important for your mental health. Especially when it comes to eternity."

He teared back up again and simply hugged you as he sobbed all over again. Feeling horrible for breaking down like this, especially someone he'd JUST met and didn't even know the name of. He eventually started to settle down again but this time it was more out of exhaustion than anything else as he yawned.

You smiled at him gently and picked him up, carrying him over to his bed and setting him down. Standing next to him. He didn't raise any complaints, complying with your actions. He did after all feel more than just a little bit exhausted. He was about to conk out as you started walk away. But he grabbed your wrist gently. "... Please don't go. I don't. I don't think I could stand to be alone in my bed right now. I know you already did a lot for me. But I don't think I can sleep without you here right now."

You smirked teasingly. "My my Mr. Morningstar. Are you asking me to bed with you? You haven't so much as asked my name." His eyes went wide in panic as he fumbled over his words, trying to explain that that wasn't what he was insinuating at all. Before blushing as he heard you laugh.

Lucifer huffed slightly. "You're just messing with me! But in all seriousness please? And I suppose I should also ask you what your name is." You told him your name, introducing yourself properly and explaining you were hired on as the new front desk attendant.

You cleared your throat after introducing yourself. "But yeah of course.ni'd be happy to help you out here. If you'd just allow me to remove my vest and dress shirt that would make me a lot more comfortable to spend the night here." Lucifer flushed red and nodded before looking away.

The two of you chatted idly as you got yourself more comfortable before he finally looked back over at you as you settled into the bed next to him. His breath catching as he saw your top surgery scars, reaching towards them lightly before putting his hand back down. Deciding against asking about them. Noticing his interest and curiosity in them you answered a silent question. "Top surgery scars. I was biologically female upon arriving in Hell and had them cut off with Angelic Steele so they wouldn't come back after my first 10 years here."

Lucifer nodded in understanding. "Well, I'm glad that you're more comfortable like that. People are prettier when they're comfortable in their own skin." You flushed bright red and distracted the subject. "You were tired right? Why don't we get some sleep. It'll do you some good."

Lucifer blushed again as he made his next request. "Could. Could I hug you again? It felt nice." You smiled at him gently and pulled him up to you for a cuddling hug as you guys were laid down under his covers. He completely relaxed and fell asleep. You following suit not too long after. Besides, what could a couple of hours hurt anyway?

End of Chapter One

Author's Note: Okay! That was the end of my first chapter of 100 Years Coming. Please tell me what you thought of it in the comments!

@dragongeeks

[pannman]

Can I request Charlie's twin coming out as a trans guy?

Coming out

You and Charlie were not identical twins but you still looked similar. You knew Charlie was the most supportive person. But you were still anxious. And you were going to do it in front of the whole hotel. Some of the other residents (like Alastor and Niffty) were a bit old school.

You were often regarded as just a tomboy. But sometimes you were mistaken for a guy and that felt so good for some reason. Charlie, the sweet naive person that she is, would often correct people and although she meant well it always hurt a little when she did.

Angel may have died quite a while ago but he was very in with the times and surprisingly open minded, so you weren't as worried about him. Husk was kind of an enigma since he didn't talk as much and could get kinda grumpy. Vaggie, your sister's girlfriend was always like a second sister and you sometimes felt even more comfortable telling her things than Charlie. Not that Charlie wasn't supportive, just that she could be a bit much. Sometimes she went a little overboard so it was nice to talk to Vaggie who was more grounded.

Your dad Lucifer was for some reason your biggest concern. You knew he was usually supportive but your brain could not help but play through a million scenarios that made you even more anxious. He was your dad. And his approval meant the most to you. Finally, you told everyone to gather because you had something important to tell them.

They all got together and listened. Even Niffty who was typically a spaz. You took a deep breath, feeling like you were slowly sinking in quick sand. Your chest tightening as you felt all eyes on you. "I know you guys might notice that I present more masculine than others. And I want you to know this doesn't make me not the same person, but I want you to know that I'm trans".

It was probably all in your head but the silence that followed felt scary. But then Charlie immediately threw her arms around you. "I'm so proud of you! I know that was probably really hard to do" you embraced her back. You held back tears trying to keep your composure. Angel gave you a thumbs up. "Welcome to the boys club. If you need someone to go shopping with ya just let me know" he winked. Niffty was a bit confused. "Wait y/n is a boy? Is he gonna be a bad boy now?" She said with a little too much excitement.

Husk approached you. "Hey, if you're ever down for a drink, you know where to find me. Glad you feel comfortable enough to come out" it meant so much to you to hear that. "Well I'm certainly not very knowledgeable about these things I will try my best" Alastor replied which was oddly nice of him. Vaggie gave you a hug as well. "Congratulations. You know if you need help you can come to me with anything."

You were brimming with joy but there was one person who still hadn't responded. Your dad Lucifer slowly approached you. His expression was hard to read. You worried that he hadn't taken it well but your anxiety was cut off abruptly when he embraced you in the tightest hug you'd felt in your life. "I'm so proud to call you my son! Never ever doubt how much I love you okay?" That's when the tears finally fell and you just couldn't help it. This was better than you could've ever hoped. He finally let you go so you could breath. Charlie wiped a tear from her eye.

"So, have you decided what you'd like to be called?"

[egret-orchids]

…yeah i dont think lucifer morningstar is cis.

[lichothemad]

Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell, Regent of the Damned. A fallen angel, once the star Venus, rebelled against God and was damned to the fiery pits for all eternity. Also he's trans.

Drawn on autodesk sketchbook on galaxy tab s9.

[neapolitanhaha]

Lucifer (HH) Headcanons

I can legally do this because I'm basically him

-Autism + ADHD He literally has so much of those vibes it's crazy

-Aroace, but also hypersexual at the same time (yeagh we exist)

-Probably gay-oriented too

-Anxiety holder

-MAYBE has BPD idk it seems likely

-5'6". Not saying more.

-I think he dyed his hair. Honestly. Aint no way he had it THAT light. He's brown-hair-man fr.

-Maybe trans?? I like to think so

-Eats red velvet cake like. Every day. It's good ok

-Dr. Doofenshmirtz level "I take care of my children" (AKA completely showering them)