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sciencebecameouraddiction · 16 days

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title: all that glitters is gold

author: sciencebecameouraddiction

fandom: hazbin hotel

rating: PG

genre: angst

pairing: lucifer x reader

summary: every one of your nightmares ended in gold…

you never thought that a ring glinting in the dim lighting of a room could feel so frigid and unwelcoming. never thought that just a glint in the low light could have your body freeze, your mind run itself around in a panic or cause your hands to shake uncontrollably. you were faced with this reality as you watched the ring glide through the air, attached to his hand as he spoke animatedly, the conversation sounding distant. like you were under water and people were shouting above you.

that’s what it felt like. you were drowning. drowning in the anxiety, fear, and hopelessness seeing that shiny piece of metal glint caused you. it was more than the ring itself. more than the hunk of metal attached to the body of a man that said he was yours, was meant to be yours, whispered soft and sweet things to you until your heart felt like it could burst. that ring symbolized everything you felt like you had to compete with.

the ring reminded you that you were constantly fighting for his attention, because somewhere, like an old, forgotten box in the attic from when you moved, contained the love he still had for her . it showed that you weren’t enough, could never be enough for him. maybe at best, you warmed his bed for him while he waited for her, while he was your everything. the ring whispered all of their vows, their promises, right back to you every time it’s unforgiving touch scalded your skin.

that’s why when you were pulled away from your thoughts, and the very same hand, with that gold ring grabbed yours, you flinched. you saw his eyes widen, a look of concern passing on his face, but all you could see was gold. your body felt like it was enclosed in the unforgiving metal, squeezing every bit of your life out of you. your skin feeling like ice, frozen in movement and to the touch. it had such power over you, making your mind fuzzy, your lungs seemingly malfunctioning as you couldn’t catch your breath. it was one thing to see it far away but it was an unexpected dose of reality to feel that band brush against your body, reasserting itself in your mind.

“darling?” you hear lucifer’s voice travel to you and penetrate the frozen shell you had become. his voice settling in your chest and melting all your uncertainty away, clearing your mind and calling your breath. you look at him. not realizing your eyes were wide and you were crying.

“darling…” he whispers, moving to take you up to your room, leaving the party behind as you seemed to effortlessly float behind, your feet moving on autopilot. that gold band still in your field vision, almost like you had tunnel vision. suddenly, you were in your room, your eyes not leaving his hand as he stood in front of you.

“did someone do something to you?” he asks, trying to see if you were wounded as you just stood there unresponsive. until his right hand cupped your cheek, his warm touch bringing you back to clarity as you felt like you were looking at him for the first time.

“no.” you murmur. his shoulders sag in relief.

“what’s wrong? what just happened?” he asks, trying to be calm, his voice wavering.

“i don’t think i can do this.” you whisper and watch lucifer’s face fall devastated.

“what-what do you mean?” he asks, both hands cupping your cheeks. “you said you loved me.” you flinch feeling the band on your cheek. you take his left hand off you and hold it between the both of you. the gold band glinting in the light like it was dancing, mocking you. tears gather in your eyes again.

“i love you more than i ever thought i could love someone. my heart aches to join yours at any chance it can find and with your hand in mine, anywhere could feel like home to me, because you are my home.” you explain crying, watching tears pour from lucifer’s eyes. you take a shuddering breath and gather his hands in yours, holding them between you and ensuring you weren’t touching his wedding band.

“i don’t believe that you feel that way. your heart still belongs to…” you swallow, trying to stop the sob stuck in your throat. turning your head to look at him makes everything worse, as your cry runs out of your mouth, shattering the room around you in despair. “lilith. your heart, belongs to lilith. and i can’t… lucifer… i can’t…” you trail off, shaking your head as you squeeze his hands. you go to walk off but he grabs your hand.

“is it this?” he asks, holding his left hand up, showing the wedding band to you. you look off, not able to look at it fully. he sighs and curses. he lets go of your hand and stands in front of you, waiting for your eyes to meet his.

when you look eyes with him, his eyes are rimmed in red, but they reflect a determination that wasn’t there before. he holds up his left hand, and takes off the ring. your eyes widen as you look between the offending metal and his now empty finger.

“i am sorry my actions caused you to doubt my sincerity.” he says, turning and placing the ring in a small box on his side of the bed that you knew held his memories of that time. “it’s a lot to just seemingly throw away almost 10,000 years of partnership with someone. my inability to heal quickly from that, was no reflection of my feelings for you nor how i saw this relationship. you were never second best.” lucifer sighs and walks up to you, drawing your pliant body to his. he thanks who ever is listening to him that he is actually conveying his feelings well right now, making a mental note to thank charlie and her feeling exercises.

“you are it for me. yes, i was with lilith. we had a child together. that does not mean i do not love you less. if anything i love you more i think, because i was so far gone. you and charlie were the only two people to get me out of the dark place i was.” he explains, as you start crying again. his eyes widen as he tries to wipe off the tears but they’re coming too quickly. you just reach up and hold his hands against your cheeks. his eyes widen as he looks at you, a little shocked, and then you lean in, kissing him.

“i just wanted to stop feeling like i was competing against her all the time. it felt like that damn ring mocked me for not being her.” you cry. “i’m so sorry.”

“no, i should be sorry. this is my fault.” lucifer says, hugging you closer. he pulls away and looks at you again. “how can i make this right?” his question leaves you silent for a while.

“i’m-i’m not sure. really. i guess, can we start but just having a movie night up here? i don’t want to go back down stairs.” you explain. lucifer smiles snapping his fingers and you both were already in soft matching duck pajamas. your smile stretching across your face as you laugh.

“consider it done.” he says, hopping on the bed and patting the space next to him. you eagerly crawl up and lay on his chest and he holds you close. together you pieced each other back together, and while it was messy, you knew you both could do it.

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sciencebecameouraddiction · 17 days

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Not to sound psychotic but that fictional character does love you. I'm so deadass

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sciencebecameouraddiction · 17 days

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rosie x reader one-shot 🖤

reading on the couch in rosie’s parlour had quickly become your favorite past time. the ability to relax and find peace, while still being close to one of your favorite people was not lost on you. you turn the page, your eyes quickly scanning the page and the next. nothing made a sound in her apartment above the shop. so quiet a pin could drop but you could hear muffled talking and laughing outside the window, just faintly. which is why when rosie can through her door you jumped in the air, your hand clutching your chest as you tried to calm your heart, your book long forgotten about.

“did i scare you sweetie?” she asked, placing her hat on the coat rack by the door.

“just a little. you leave the shop to the intern?” you ask, chuckling.

“the intern?” she shoots back, an easy smile on her face.

“yeah, he’s new, just learning the ropes, needs to be corrected occasionally.” you say, a shit eating grin on your face.

“don’t let alastor hear you say that.” she says as she sits down next to you, curling into your side. your arm wraps around her and you feel your body relax as her weight and warmth settle in. you watch her eyes close as she sighs, an ever present smile on her face around you.

“you’re staring.” she says, not looking up.

“can’t help it. you’re beautiful.” you murmur. she then finally tilts her head up at you and moves closer. you lean down and capture her lips, her hands drawing up your side and settling on the side of your face. you run your tongue over her lower lip, and you feel her moan against you as she opens her mouth to you. the feeling of her teeth make you shudder as she pulls herself up to be closer to you. Your hands migrate to threading through her soft, white hair as the other anchors on her waist. she breaks away from the kiss and nuzzles your neck before licking a stripe up to your cheek, her hand gently stroking your lower back where you’re arched into her.

“are you wearing that new perfume?” rosie asks, her tone quiet, as if anything louder would break the bubble that you both seemed to be encased in. you nod and she grins.

“you know how much i love when you listen to me, my sweet”

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sciencebecameouraddiction · 18 days

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if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’m going to catch a cold.

alastor, lucifer, rosie, husk

⌇alastor

you looked the radio demon up and down, thinking that doing so from the farthest corner of the bar would ensure he didn’t see you. it’s not like you could help it though. alastor had switched out his normal suit for a gorgeous red velvet, his hair pulled up with what looked like braids in it, no doubt nifty’s doing. you took a sip of your drink and looked down, seeing him look up at your area of the bar.

you had been doing this since you had sat down at the bar. watching him interact with patrons and royalty, who were there to have their pocket books pried open for some funding as well as support for the hotel. it wasn’t an easy task by any means even with lucifer in support of the idea and here tonight. you were supposed to be chatting people up as well, but after the first guy you spoke to kept his hand on your arm for a little too long, you decided you were too sober for all of this.

you saw alastor’s attention be pulled else where, giving you your cue to look back up. he was angled away from you and you gulped audibly. the way the jacket fit his frame, his hair style complimented his long neck, and how his waist looked so deliciously tiny made your stomach warm and your face heat. you had zoned out, your mind taking you to an alternate reality where you had a chance of slipping off that coat of his… you shook your head and your eyes locked with alastor’s. you’re not sure how it was possible but your face heated even more, almost burning with the blush you had at being caught. you couldn’t look away though, even as he smirked at you.

you swallowed heavily and shakily took a sip of your drink as you saw him depart from whoever he was talking to, walk up to the bar and stand close next you.

“just a few fingers of that old rye you have back there.” alastor requested, and husk nodded turning away. giving alastor a chance to look down at you. you felt yourself shrink under his gaze as he smiled again, almost like a smirk. he grabbed the glass husk handed to him and you watched intently as he brought the glass up to his lips and sipped his drink, glancing at his neck and the way it moved. flickering your eyes back up to his as his grin widened. he bent down at his waist, you both face to face now.

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’ll catch a cold darling.” he murmured to you, as your eyes widened and you looked down ashamed. alastor chuckled and you felt his finger draw your face up to look at you again.

“cat got your tongue?” he asks, smirking. you try and speak but no words come out and you feel your face and now arms burning. you take your cool hands and place them on your cheeks. he draws them away, holding them.

“don’t do that. i like the red color. red as blood.” he says, kissing your right cheek, then straightening up and taking his drink and himself back into the middle of the party, shooting glances at you from time to time as you still just watched him charm the crowd.

⌇lucifer

there were many benefits to being with the king of hell. you practically never had to worry about anything, be that financial or even emotional or physical. you knew lucifer had you covered. he was in your corner. once word got around that you were dating the king of hell, the perks increased. you’d walk into a shop and the attendants wouldn’t let you buy anything. there was just a small ask to post it on sinstagram or voxtube and review it. which you never minded, but then that oddly started an influencing career in hell. that definitely was not something on your bingo card for when you died.

right now though, you were faced with the biggest detractor of dating the king of hell. he had to attend this gathering. very boring, and you felt your eyes glaze over as you sipped lucifer’s appletini he left. you watched him converse with this group of royalty and business people, you being the only one left at the table. not that you minded and no, you didn’t want to go make conversation over there. you sighed and decided to use this opportunity to really admire lucifer.

he was dressed in his suit but instead of the white base he wore around normally, the suit was gold with red accents. and it just brought out his eyes so well. he looked ethereal standing there, talking to those people. you gave him a once over and all you could think about was getting him out of that damn suit that fit him so well. just imagining him underneath you, panting and sobbing for-

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i might just catch a cold.” you hear lucifer’s voice in your ear. your gasp sounding more like a moan when he grabs the appletini in your hand and throws it back in one drink.

“undressing you? you were already undressed in my mind. already on the bed if i’m honest.” you murmur to him and watch the blush take his cheeks.

“this boring you?” he asks smiling.

“desperately.” you look at him. “we should go back home. we can pick up where i left off envisioning you on our bed underneath me… begging for more.” you grin wickedly as lucifer gulps. he quickly makes his way over to the group, explaining something and you see them all nod. he quickly makes his way back to you and takes your hand, waiting for you to get up. then he all but drags you out of the venue.

“let’s go home.”

⌇rosie

you had told rosie she should wear her new dress. and damn it she was so excited about it, that of course you said yes. now… a part of you regretted saying she should as one of the gentleman in cannibal town kept talking rosie up while she was checking out a long line of patrons. you tried to breathe as you just watched rosie. you knew she was capable of taking care of herself. you watched how she nimbly packed up different items, wrapping them all while charming all around her. her figure was so graceful and the dress hugged her just right, accentuating her waist. you bit your lip watching her. both of your eyes widening as you caught each others gaze.

you blushed deeply while she smirked at you and checked out the last guest in line. finally she took a second to come over to you.

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’m going to catch a cold darling.” she purred as she strode up to you. you saw behind her the same gentleman watching the both of you, his gaze hungry. you glared at him as you grabbed a bit of rosie’s skirt possessively, but not wanting to make a show. she chuckled.

“he’s really got you worked up, don’t he?” she asked.

“he keeps flirting with you. it’s disgusting.” you comment, looking at rosie. she hums and pulls you up so you were standing. she still towered over you, as she gently maneuvered you face to look up at her. she smiled again, licking her lips and she bends down and kisses you. your eyes widen as you throw your arms around her neck, reaching up on your tip toes to get closer.

you hum into the kiss, gently weaving your fingers in rosie’s hair and pulling at her nape. you feel the growl that comes from her, slightly panting as she break.

“get a fuckin’ room! absolutely disgusting. there are children!” you hear susan yell and you sigh. you hands at rosie’s waist, absentmindedly rubbing over the boning in the dress.

“i think you need to get back to the shop.” you sigh and rosie nods. “anything i can help with?”

“sit there and look pretty for me?” she asks and you laugh, nodding. you turn to the check out area and smile even brighter.

“he’s gone!” you exclaim. happy the guy from before wasn’t in the store.

“oh, yeah. he left right when i kissed you.” she laughed, patting down some of the fizz in your hair. “needed to make sure that everyone else knew who i was with though.” she winks and walks back up to the front counter as you sit back down and sigh. you wondered how you got so lucky.

⌇husk

watching husk talk to other patrons and quickly whip up drinks was a past time of yours that you greatly favored. it was sort of relaxing seeing him in an element that he excelled in, but honestly, just watching him and how good he was with his hands made you blush.

you were currently off, deep in thought, but husk caught your glance. your eyes widen as you try and look away, attempting to save whatever shred of dignity you had by playing it cool. you knew husk wasn’t dumb though. he had seen you staring.

he went back to work quickly enough and you waiting for a few more moments before looking out of the corner of your eye at him, watching him rim a glass with salt. he poured two liquors in at the same time topping off with some red liquid and a lime wedge, pushing it towards a demon who giggled as their hands touched being passed the drink.

you rolled your eyes and as soon as husk’s back was turned you took your opportunity to really look at him. he wore his usual suspenders and pants, but he had slicked back his hair tonight and had on a white button down shirt with suit themed cufflinks. it was an incredibly dapper look and you couldn’t help imagine taking off the damn shirt he was wearing. loosing your grip on reality again, you didn’t notice a drink being slid to you. you hear the drink before seeing it in front of you, looking up, you meet husk’s eyes. a smirk almost tattooed on his face. you blink a few times, trying to understand, when he chuckles.

“if ya keep starin’ at me sweetheart, and undressin’ me with those eyes of yours, i’m gonna catch a cold.” he takes back your old glass and leaves you sitting there bewildered as he helps the next guest. you take a sip and see a slip of paper from under the glass. you squint to read the scrawled handwriting.

“meet me at 1. party should be wrapped up then. you can stare all ya want.”

you placed your hand over the paper and felt your cheeks grow warm. he was going to be the death of you.

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sciencebecameouraddiction · 18 days

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title: i need you more

author: sciencebecameouraddiction

fandom: hazbin hotel

rating: G

genre: angst/comfort

pairing: lucifer x reader

summary: thinking of the extermination that was happening, you find yourself realizing that you’re hesitating putting yourself out on the battle field fully. and you know that mistakes get made when someone’s head isn’t in the game. so you ask lucifer a question you’ve been dreading.

“what will you do after i die?” my words are contemplative as i look off to the city in the distance, not needing to turn around to know he was behind me.

“what-what do you mean?” he asks, his voice trembling with fear and apprehension.

“you know what i mean lucifer.” i sigh, “there will come a time when i will no longer be with you. i will die. i’m not immortal like you. so, what will you do when that happens?” i still explain, even though he knows what I’m asking.

“please, don’t talk like that. we’ll figure something out. i don’t-i can’t loose you too.” he whispers, walking up to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my back. i place my hand over his, threading our fingers together. “please, stop talking like this.” he begs me again.

“with the extermination happening tomorrow, and charlie fighting to protect her friends, i will be down there helping. and i can’t be holding back in a fight, when others lives are on the line or your life or charlie’s life is on the line. i need to know that you’ll be okay, luci.” you explain, turning in his arms and facing him, your hand bringing his face to look at yours. your eyes widen as you see tears streaming down his face. he shakes his head visibly getting more distraught as you place your hands on his shoulders.

“p-please. don’t.” he begs you. “don’t do something noble like-like sacrificing yourself. i don’t want to know what would happen if you-if you-if you…” he took a deep breath, “died. i would not be the same.” he closed his eyes as he rested his head against your bicep. a part of you felt distraught at causing him such angst the night before extermination. seeing him cry was something you never wanted to be the cause of.

“you are my north star. when it’s too dark to see, you are the thing to guide me home. you are the one to shed light on a dark path illuminating my way forward like a trusty lamp. your smile is my sun i wake up to each day. please,” he looks up at you, his eyes pleading for you to stop, “don’t take that away from me.”

you look at him, your eyes wide and your mouth set. you smile at him slightly and draw him closer. “i’m sorry my love, i was being selfish. i was not thinking about how what was saying would affect you. please forgive me.” you murmur into his ear, feeling his body respond with a full body shiver.

“it’s okay. just, please, prioritize you making it out alive. all i need is you and charlie to be all right.” he whispers, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

“and we need you, so, let’s win tomorrow’s fight and show them who we are.” you say, lucifer bringing you out of the dark place you were thinking about the extermination tomorrow and giving you the determination to make it out alive.

“we always do.” he chuckles, softly, and draws you into a kiss.

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