#soft lucifer

[shapard]

Albino Snake (Part two) 🐍

Lucifer x human!fem!reader

A/n: for those who wanted a second part<3

Lucifer only wants to help.

Part 1 < Part 2

You grabbed a pillow and threw it towards Lucifer. “What-“ Another pillow was thrown into his face. “Can you stop?” Another, then another strike. 

You were about to launch another one at him, but Lucifer grasped your hand and held tight onto it. “Gosh, can you stop? Where did you find so many pillows?!” 

Your heart was racing like you just ran a marathon. What happened to your cute little Apple? You let out a quiet scream and slapped a book into his face.

“Ouch! That hurts!” Another slap with the book. “Ah! Why are you humans always so sensitive! -“ Another hard hit in his face. “Stop!“ You only huffed in anger. 

You want your little albino snake back. 

“Where’s Apple?” Lucifer groaned in frustration. “I’m Apple!” you shook your head furious, no. 

Lucifer eyebrow raised, and he crossed his arms. Again, this red mist covered Lucifers body.

With no further questions he slithered back onto your neck. His body already cuddled up into the warmth of your skin. His red eyes bored into you.

“Still not believing me?” You took the book right back into your hand, ready to strike. “NO! Please darling. I must admit for a beautiful woman like you, you hit pretty hard.” And there he stood again in front of you in his full glory. 

You huffed and took a deep breath to calm your nerves. First that with your landlord and now your cute little apple turns out to be something beyond your imaginations. 

Lucifer took the opportunity to take that book out of your hand. “I want to thank you.” You looked towards Lucifer, and he looked down at the ground, playing with his sleeve nervously.

“For what?” You asked softly and he briefly looked at you. “You took care of me.” Even though you attacked him right after you found out that he’s more than just an Albino Snake. 

“What and who even are you?” You asked and sat down on the floor, Lucifer followed right after.

“I’m Lucifer… Lucifer Morningstar.” He said carefully. He doesn’t want to scare you off.

And He doesn’t want to get thrown with anything that was near your reach. 

He was startled when you started to laugh loudly, this time tears of joy smeared the new applied mascara.

Lucifer smiled confused and shook his head. You don’t believe him.

“Yeah, and I’m Jesus.” Lucifer smile spun into a frown. Lucifer stood up and his well-known smirk came back to his face.

He laughed and few seconds his six wings are spread through the whole room. Red horns grew out of his head and a flame burned with passion between them. 

Lucifers Sclera was crimson red, and his iris was pure gold. Your heart picked up at its rate and you backed up quickly. Lucifer cursed under his breath when he gazed on your terrified expression.

He ducked down to appeal even smaller to not scare you further and neared you with caution. In your point of view Lucifer looked like an animal who was ready to pounce on you.

His wings knocked down one of Charlottes expensive perfume, the crashing sound was just fueling your anxiety of the devil in front of you.

You let out a small yell when the strong smell of the perfume hits you like a train. The smell of alcohol stained now his red, white wings.

“You’re the devil?” Lucifer nods at your question but wasn’t looking at your face. He was staring at the lamp in your hand.

Where do you find this stuff anyways?

“What are you doing here on earth?” Scared when he walked closer you raised the lamp, ready for another strike. “St-Stay back!” Lucifer stopped at your sudden shouting, and he groaned in frustration. 

If this keeps on going on he’ll leave this place with gray hair.

His wings disappeared behind him, and his demonic form transitioned back to normal. 

“My daughter tried out some potion with Belphegor and said I should test it. I drank it because how could I not with this cute face of hers. I ended up in the human world in a snake body. For the first time in my life, I was vulnerable and easily target. Humans aren’t very nice when they see a snake, so I got kicked and stones were thrown at me. I knew the potion will wear off eventually, so I hid in the water cup in this house. Then you found me and patched me up.” 

His explanation seems valid, and he sat down on the soft mattress. “I’m going to help you with that dream of yours and then we are even.”

That’s when it all started with your cute little romance.

Lucifer helped as promised and you two grew closer than you should. He was amazed how hard you worked for your dreams.

You did something to him only one woman knew how. You got him completely wrapped around your finger.

A/n: poor Lucifer. btw I wanted to post this later but ig Tumblr had other plans.

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@i-have-no-life-charlie @sirenetheblogger @concentratedconcrete

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[jinkicake]

A Little Competition

You challenge him to a no-touching contest, who gives in first?

Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan x Reader

A/N: I totally forgot that I wrote this earlier in the week.... I was happy to reread it actually,,, it’s tew cute and I always love soft!Lucifer </3 

WC- 1.4k

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For the sake of my soft!Lucifer heart, he breaks first but, the victory doesn’t come easy. Lucifer doesn’t really put up any fight when you bring up this little challenge and doesn’t care too much about who wins or loses. However, when he notices how set you are on beating him then he will instantly give in. He has to have your touch, he cherishes your sweet embrace, and he can even set his pride aside for it. 

“Must you be so difficult,” Lucifer murmurs as he inches close to you. He sits down right next to you on the couch from where you were making it a point to ignore him. The demon is careful not to touch you but, he places his hand as close as he can get to your thigh. You can feel the heat of his large hand and it takes everything in you not to turn and look at him. “please, pet,”

His quiet begs surprise you because it’s not often the demon will verbally call out and demand your attention. It seems he is getting to his breaking point as he leans forward and leaves just a handful of inches between the two of you. 

“Don’t you want a kiss?” His red eyes zone in on your lips and Lucifer feels the immediate pull upon sight. He wants you so badly, he needs to feel your touch before he grows any more antsy inside. 

What a laugh it is to see a human have so much power over a demon. 

Your silence and lack of response only make Lucifer sigh before he brushes his lips against your cheek. 

“There,” He whispers against your skin. “you won.” Before you can even turn to look at him, his warm hand cups your jaw and turns you to face him. There isn’t a second to spare, a moment to speak, as Lucifer eagerly captures your lips. The soft peck lingers as he lets out a quiet noise of appreciation. “Now, allow me to give you your reward.”

It’s only fair, you’re the victor after all.

Mammon breaks first LOL I cannot imagine a single scenario where Mammon wouldn’t crack first. He will act so indifferent about fighting his urges though. Maybe a few insults will be thrown your way and he’ll pretend that he can go much longer than you and without your touch. However, that is not the truth. He breaks within the first hour of the challenge and what a painful hour it is. 

“I know you want to touch me, you want to kiss me so badly,” Mammon’s taunts do not bother you in the slightest. While he continues to ramble away like he has been doing for the last fifteen minutes since you started this challenge, you continue to read. It’s a dusty old book that Satan recommended, and it is quite interesting “hey, human!”

You mostly use the book as a shield to defend against Mammon’s verbal attacks, they’re nothing too deadly. However, you fear you might lose your ear if he keeps talking so much. 

“I know you want me! I don’t want you!” He makes it a point to stand up and create a big show of his words as he flails his arms in the air. You still don’t take your gaze off of your book but out of the corner of your eye, you can see all of his dramatics. “Oi,” In mere seconds, the book in your hands is snapped out of your grasp and thrown behind the demon. 

“Mammon.” You scold and your glare causes him to squeak before quickly walking over to fetch the book. Mammon hands the old thing to you and watches with greedy eyes as your pretty fingers gently grasp it. After a single tug from you, his hand is wrapping around your wrist before his entire body wraps around yours in a hug. His touch is soft and gentle, helping you feel incredibly warm inside. 

“That was a dumb challenge, I’m never doing it again,” Mammon pouts against the top of your head as he continues to hold you in his arms until he gets his fill. 

Levi, honestly, can go either way. He’s a shut-in and is used to no contact for long periods of time. If he distracts himself with a really good video game then he will forget your existence for 48 hours. All he needs is Ruri and Henry. Howeverrrrrr, at the same time, he’s also super sensitive to you and any changes that come about with you and your relationship with him. He probably won’t even try to play this game with you but, if you motivate him well enough then you’ll def get a very competitive Levi!

“You’ll buy me the new limited edition fifth set eighth volume Ruri figurine?” Levi’s eyes nearly fall out of his head as he gasps so harshly that he needs to sit down. He stares lovingly at the figurine on your phone screen, already placed in your Akuzon check-out bin. “What do I have to do again? Not touch you?” Levi looks you over once, twice, before ultimately turning back to his tv and unpausing his video game. “You’re dating a loser otaku, this will be too easy,” His loud laughter fills the room and follows you even after you leave his space. 

You have a feeling that you’re going to regret this. 

“I haven’t seen him in a week.” You explain to Asmo and it’s not an exaggeration in the slightest. Levi has not left his room in a week despite all the punishments and scoldings that Lucifer has sent his way. 

“None of us have seen him, (Y/N), you’re not special.” Asmo reminds as he lazily flips through his magazine. “You shouldn’t have challenged him to this, I thought you would have known better.”

You really should have known better. 

It’s you who breaks first and it’s you who goes to find Levi, still holed up in his room. 

“(Y/N)! You have got to see how much I’ve unlocked. I can help you with your account too, would you like that? Do you want to see my triple crowned-” Levi’s words are cut off as you plot yourself down in his lap and immediately wrap your arms around his waist. You’re happy with his touch but, you also can’t help feeling a bit dejected at losing. 

“Yes, show me your C6 Ayaka,” 

Satan is another tricky demon. He doesn’t see a point to this game like there is nothing he gets from winning or losing so he would rather just not do it. Even if you ask him to, he’ll break and give in the second he wants to touch you again. The fourth oldest doesn’t really get competitive with you and always gives in to you sooooooooo,,,, it’s kinda an automatic win for you. However, if provoked enough then Satan will be colder than ice and will make you eat your words!

“Why would I not touch you?” Satan tilts his head in confusion as his blonde hair flaps in the wind. “I don’t get this,” He glances back down at his book and places his bookmark before closing it and resting the paperback on his table. His full attention is now on you and you can’t help but squirm under his intense stare. “this is some sort of human game?”

“Kinda,” You murmur and try to bite down any real explanation to his questions. You don’t really have the heart to tell Satan about the challenge you saw on one of the human world apps, it’s easier to just explain the rules than anything else about this ‘game’. “let’s just give it a try, okay?”

Satan gently cups his chin, thin fingers lightly gracing his skin, as he thinks for a brief second. After a moment of thought, he nods his head and gives you a kind smile. 

“I’ll try it,” 

You thought that this challenge would take some time, perhaps span a couple of hours until you both give in to your desires. However, with a demon such as Satan, you can’t always expect things to go exactly how you want it to. 

It starts with his hand grazing your shoulder before cupping your throat as he walks past you to place a book on the shelf. 

“You lost.” You point out that Satan didn’t even notice how smoothly he touched you. The demon simply ignores you.

It happens again a few minutes later when he reaches out to run his finger along your bicep. He again doesn’t notice as he continues to read, eyes glued to the page. 

“You’re not very good at this,” At your teasing, Satan merely rolls his eyes.

“Why would I want to be?”

[akanesheep]

I think Lucifer is the kind of man that can’t tolerate imperfections in his own objects. A chip in his teacup? Garbage. He buys a new one. One of his brothers damages the vase in his room? Disposed of immediately and a new one replaces it. A snag in his coat? Replaced by the end of the day.

This is true of literally everything in his world except one thing. MC bought him a new mug for his coffee. It has a few hairline cracks, and the handle has been glued back on after a tantrum from Satan sent it flying across a room. There’s even a chip on the rim… but throwing it out is out of the question. He stopped using it for fear that it would be damaged beyond repair, but he would never dream of getting rid of it. It sets on a shelf in his office, a place of honor amongst his books.

[notsofunsenpai]

The two played a tea party for about thirty to forty-five minutes,Charlie let's out a small yawn,rubbing her eyes with her little hands.

Alastor smiles at her,"Awww,is someone sleepy?"

Charlie nods her head,slowly at her dad,"eepy..".

Alastor chuckles,"Alright,come here." He said, picking her up,taking her to the couch,putting a soft ducky blanket onto her as he lays her down. He kisses her head,"Enjoy your rest, darling."he says softly, watching his daughter close her eyes slowly before falling asleep. Before leaving to check up on Luficer,Alastor puts a large pillow next to Charlie so she doesn't accidentally fall off and hurt herself. He finds his lover in the laundry room,putting tons of towels along with his pajamas into the washer,even adding some laundry soap to it.

"I see you had quite the morning with your daughter. " Alastor chuckles,watching Lucifer groan as he presses a button to start the washer.

"Let's just say i had a lot to clean up along with getting toliet water on my jammies. It wasn't an idea, but it makes moments like this memorable. "Lucifer said,smiling.

"Well, maybe it would go smoothly if someone didn't accidentally mistake baby shampoo for adult shampoo like last time . It is literally a different color. The baby shampoo is purple with a tear drop on it, and it says baby on it -" Alastor teased lightly.

"It was one time! I said I'd be more careful from now on!" Lucifer pouts.

"Just glad you didn't get your eyes scratched out." Alastor chuckles,resting a hand on his lover's grabbable waist.

"Heh,i was lucky this time." Lucifer says softly,leaning in to kissing his lover who, in return, kisses back.

The kiss was gentle,and so was Alastor,he would never hurt his other half. No matter how evil people make him out to be,Lucifer was the first one to ever trust him and show him feelings besides fear.

The kiss had him feeling excited?

No,that wasn't the right word.

Giddy?

Maybe,whatever that word was he needed -

No, he wanted more of his lover's affection as he deepened the kiss,bringing his lover closer to him.

Lucifer felt himself become warm all over,his ears were warm along with his cheeks as he was getting devoured by his lover. His pale hands go to Alastor's hair,getting tangled as the kiss gets more heated.

Alastor is grinning,kiss by kiss as his hands are now going up into Lucifer's black shirt he was wearing,hearing him whimper.

"Again. I need to hear that again, Applepie." Alastor demand,feeling like he's going crazy.

"Please.." he weakly added before his ears perk up,hearing some rustling followed by a whine.

"Charlie's awake dear.." Alastor said,mumbling into Lucifer's neck.

Lucifer laughs,"I'll take care of her. Go take a few minutes to cool down Bambi."

"Thank you, dear." The taller male kisses his lover once more

one more time

Okay, one more time

"Baby."

"Right, sorry." Alastor quickly said,wagging his little tail.

"So cute." Lucifer said before kissing his cheek,then goes to his awake daughter.

Lucifer gives his daughter a smile,"Good morning, my little Princess!" He said, picking her up,fixing some of her hair.

"Mamaaa!" She giggles,giving her mama a hug.

Lucifer nearly melts," You're too cute." He hugs her back lovingly,"Do you still wanna play tea party, or do you wanna play something else?" He asked.

"Colwrr!!"

"Coloring! Okay,let me get your crayons and coloring books." Lucifer said, setting his daughter down,getting some of her drawing stuff, then setting them down on the brown table.

Charlie grabs one of the crayons and one of the books. At first, she goes inside the lines, but then she starts squibbling over the page.

Lucifer sat down next to her, also coloring,making sure he didn't mess up on his coloring. He was so focused that he didn't realize Charlie was now drawing on the table. She drew shapes and letters and even wrote her name.

She stands on her stubby little feet,going to walls, thinking it's a canvas she can use,and starts drawing.

Alastor walks in,feeling calmer until he sees the drawings all over the place,and his oh so beautiful lover also not watching their daughter.

Charlie sees her dad and runs to him,hugging his leg,"Daa,look!!" She excited said, pointing to her drawings on the wall.

Alastor's eye twitch,smiling as he picks her up,"They are so beautiful, darling." He said, holding her.

"Lucifer Morningstar. Honey."

The sound of his full name being called made the blonde flinch as he realized he got distracted,slowly looking at the drawings on the wall. Realizing he fucked up big time,then he looks at his partner who was smiling but also looked like he wanted to murder him. He gulps,"Doesn't our wall look more lovely? We needed to get rid of some of that boring blanknest anyhow! Haha.." he nervously says.

"Clean. It. Up.Now." was all Alastor said,"Come on dear,let's get you change into something different. " he says to Charlie,who nods her head happily.

Lucifer wasted no time in cleaning the walls and table.

Alastor takes Charlie to her room,he picks out a yellow shirt with a duck in a rainhat on,drinking juice with matching duck shorts for her to wear, which she absolutely loved. He also brushed her hair,it was slighlty messy from when she was napping. He humms as he brushes out some knots as she sits on his lap.

"Dada angy at mwama?" Charlie suddenly asked,looking up at her father,who tilts her head down for a bettle angel for brushing.

"No,of course not."

"Give mwama a scary look."

Alastor chuckles softly,"i promise I'm not mad if i was darling ,I'd be yelling at him along with putting him on the couch." He said, trying to put it as nicely as he could. If he was being honest, he would have given him the silent treatment and made him sleep on the couch,he could never yell at him.

He finishe brushing her hair,putting it in a braid,adding little yellow flowers," help make dinner?" he asked her.

"Ye!"

He smiles at her as she practically jumps up,running out the door as he follows quick behind her so she doesn't accidentally hurt herself.

Alastor put a little pink apron on his daughter along with a small chefs hat,"What should we have for dinner?" He asked,helping her wash her hands and dry.

"Megaa Sandshichh!!"

Alastor regretted this already, but it'd be payback at his lover,"Alright sweety. any anything for dessert...?"

"Babque cookiess!"

The demon father smiles,"lovely." He grabbed out all the ingredients they needed. He toasted the slices of bread for Charlie,letting them cool for a min or two before giving it to her. He also helped spread brown chocolate sauce on the bread with a knife as she placed a pickle on it along with adding a candy bar to it with ketchup,topping it with bread. The smell was awful for Alastor,he knows he'll order take out later after he puts her to bed.

For the dessert, it was obvious..he just got a small cup of bbq sauce and a packet of cookies.

He heats up the sandwiches his daughter made for all three of them,he plated them,setting it on the tabel,"Get your ma while i clean up some."

Charlie goes to her mother,he was just finished cleaning up,"food time!" She says to him.

His eyes lit up,picking her up as she giggles,"cant wait to eat!" He says going into the kitchen with her.

His face turns sour at the creation that was made.

"Your daughter made it my little apple. So eat up." Alastor smiles.

Lucifer takes a deep breath,setting Charlie in her high chair along with taking a seat himself.

Alastor took his sandwich whole,eating it without a problem,"Delicious. " he said, licking some of the melted food from his fingers.

Lucifer nearly gags,he can't believe he kisses that man with his mouth. He glances at his daughter, who is chowing down on her food happily.

"Your food is getting cold, darling." Alastor said with a smile.

The blonde takes ahold of the food,sniffing it..man pickles and chocolate don't go together...he thinks to himself before taking a bite,tasting ketchup.

His face turned green real quick,he stands up and ran to the bathroom quickly,trying not to hurl everywhere.

"Dada no like?" Charlie tilts her head,mouth and hands covered in chocolate.

"Worry not about him,he has a weak stomach. " Alastor tells her,picking up the uneaten sandwich and finishes it himself.

"Ready for dessert?"

"YEEES!"

Alastor places the bbq sauce and cookies in front of her while he takes her plate,and the other two to clean.

Charlie dips the cookie in the bbq sauce then eats it,like it was the best thing in the whole world and repeats the steps untill there was no more.

Alastor takes the cup and the wrapper of cookies and recycles them. He also grabbed a wash clother that he wet,wiping Charlie's face and hands,"Such a messy girl." He says before letting Charlie out of the high chair.

"Go play,don't make any messes, alright, darling?" He said nicely.

Charlie nods her head before running off to her toybox to play with her stuffed animals,in the meantime Alastor quickly put the clothes in the dry then went to check up on his lover.

"You done dying in there?" He asked Lucifer, who was puking his guts up. He goes into the bathroom,patting his lover's back. He did feel alittle bad for him,"I'm sorry, my little apple. I didn't think it'd upset your wittle stomach."

The blonde keeps regurgitating for a few more seconds,breathing heavily while wiping his mouth as tears were in his eyes . "It's fine." He sniffs.

Alastor hugs him gently,giving him kisses along with kissing his tears away,"I'm sorry." He repeats.

Lucifer laughs lightly,"Okay,Okay,i feel better, stoop!" He smiles a little.

"I'll order something light for you who later,something easy for your stomach. How's that sound?" Alastor suggested.

"I'd love that." The other replied.

"Imma check up on Charlie,ill order it when you come out love."

"Thank you."

Alastor goes back to his daughter and plays dolls with her for a few minutes.

Lucifer comes out,feeling a little better,sitting next to Alastor.

The three started to play dolls for abit untill it was time for Charlie's bedtime.

This time Alastor was the one who helped her get ready for bed while Lucifer clean up the toys along with waiting for the food they had ordered to arrive.

Alastor had no trouble with Charlie,getting her bathed and brushing her teeth. He tucks her in her duck shaped bed that had cute little duckies on the blankets and pillows,even the bed board was duck shaped. Alastor sits on the bed,reading one of her favorite books, which happens to be The Ugly Duckling.

He was almost done with the book when he noticed his daughter had fallen asleep. He smiles sweetly at her,giving her head a kiss as he pulls the blanket up on her some so she doesn't get cold. "Love you, my little devil child. "

He gets up,putting the book back on the bookshelves, then leaves,making sure the door is open just alittle.

The red-haired male sits next to the blonde who was eating his steak,he undo his ponytail,leaning back against the couch,feeling tired himself from the eventful day.

"Want a bite?" Lucifer asked,mouth full of different things he had ordered.

"I'm good love. Though i didn't expect you to get alot."

"I may be small but i have a big appetite even after our precious daughter's cooking. "

Alastor chuckles,running his fingers through his hair,"Fair point. I should let her make our dinner more often."

He nearly choked, "I didn't say that now!"

"Im just kidding,we'll have her cook sometimes. Ill even buy her a mini oven!" Alastor smiles,glancing at his lover.

"If you do that I'll sleep on the couch !"

"Ha! Is that a threat, love?"

Lucifer pouts,"Hey!"

"Im joking, hun." Alastor smiles,leaning against Lucifer,giving him kisses in which he returns.

"Love you, Bambi."

"Love you too, my Applepie.

[hopeluna-archived]

Lucifer with a sunshine!reader.

I know people have done this before but shut up i wanna do it too

At first, he figures you to be the most annoying person, with your sweet smile, and optimism and the way you care for his brothers. It is absolutely infuriating to watch you go about your day greeting him like he's your friend even though he gives you the cold shoulder.

Lucifer refuses to believe that you are being nice to him and his brothers just 'cause and not because you want something. 'Cause surely you would, right? There is no explanation other than that in his mind.

Although this perception of his changes one evening when he is working on some paperwork in his office and he suddenly realises the house is quiet, too quiet. As Lucifer gets up to make his brothers hang from the ceiling for whatever they did, you come in to his office with a knock and a tray. He is ready to ask you what do you think you're doing when you flash him a soft smile and place the tray on his table. You had noticed the eyebags with how much extra work he was doing and as much as you loved the other 6 brothers, you realised that they only added to the stress Lucifer was in lately.

So here you are, with a couple of snacks and some tea (made just the way he likes it), having sent the brothers to other places to keep them busy, in hopes that he could take a break.

Lucifer is....surprised to say the least. He isn't surprised at you doing it 'cause you are the type of person to do these stuff for others but moreover, he is surprised that you would do it for him.

And so probably for the first time in his knowing you, Lucifer swallows the little ball of anxiety lodged in his throat and allows himself to let some of his walls down. And as he sits there having the snacks and tea with you sitting opposite him, talking, he realises maybe your sweet smile, and optimism and the way you care for his brothers (and him) isn't that all annoying.

© hopeluna. Do not copy, translate, modify or repost any of my work in this or any other site. Do not steal or modify my ideas/concepts either.

[lorkai]

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ A/N: Apparently I wrote this at like three in the morning, but I have no recollection of it lmao. Enjoy???

Lucifer would never admit it but he absolutely loves your cuddles, especially when he's working late - and you could always use the same threat to make him come to bed, saying you won't cuddle him to sleep and even for him that's a cruel punishment. The thought of your warm arms wrapping around his torso, pulling him closer as he rests his weary face on your neck and breathes in your scent, is simply divine. It's irresistible. And demons cannot resist the irresistible.

Lucifer melts in your cuddles whether he's the big spoon or the little one, he doesn't care about anything but being close to you other than the peaceful feeling of his heart beating in time with yours. He feels at peace with you, like no problem is real or difficult enough that he can't solve it, like he's still an angel learning to fly - it's hard to explain, but it's so good it almost brings tears to his eyes when he lies awake with you on top of him, arms and legs tangled together, wondering what he did to you to deserve you.

The best nights of his life are with you. He tends to mumble and whisper in his sleep, but he doesn't have nightmares anymore, not when his presence is like a light source and saves him from it. And he feels dizzy whenever he wakes up in your presence, whenever he feels your warm body in his bed, Lucifer loves you so much and he feels melting like jelly, loved and small and appreciated.

He feels like he's been hit by cupid's arrow - that's how much he loves you. And he wouldn't trade that for anything.

[voicesnthebreez]

Family portrait?

[antiromanticbaby]

Roses - Lucifer

Crown Prince! Lucifer x GN!Reader

[✧] ー Just a short scenario with soft Luci <3 set in victorian era. Reader is GN because my man doesn't care about gender. Let's imagine love between the same sex wasn't taboo, alright? Danke :3

[✧] ー Reader is also innocent and of course, adhered to the society's beliefs and etiquette. (Did I use the word 'adhere' correctly? My first time doing it and it's so late already goodness me.)

Summary: Lucifer wishes to give his lovely betrothed a sweet little kiss. But it seems like they're not really up for it. Oh well, his beloved has a very endearing idea to solve this problem.

The two of you had been courting for a while now, and had yet to share any intimate moment. It was given of course. The both of you had decided to keep everything until your wedding. That way, it would be more special. It would hold much more meaning than something either of you could get anytime they wished.

Being engaged to the crown prince seemed perfect from afar, but it was harder than what it looked. Eyes were on you n matter where you went, and danger lurked around anywhere you stepped at. It was only natural for the crown to have enemies too, no matter how silent they were. But at the end of the day, the stress was worth it. Both for you, and your Lucifer.

"Is it appropriate for us to be alone like this, dearest?" You asked, gazing around at the private garden of his castle. You had heard from many of those servants just how mesmerizing the garden was, designed and cared after by Lucifer himself, but you had never seen it on your own. At least, not until now. The garden was truly a sight, with black and red flowers filling the ground, and the trees full of colorful blossoms. Even the rest of decoration, such as the marble fountain and the vases added to the garden's beauty.

Still, it was no appropriate for an engaged couple to be alone together without the supervision of an elder. You looked back at Lucifer, awaiting his reply. You didn't want to get on his nerves, but you knew that he cared about etiquette a lot too.

"Do not worry yourself, precious." He spoke calmly, putting an arm around your waist with a hint of possessiveness as he guided you to the center and near the fountain. "I just wished to have a private moment with my lovely betrothed."

You nodded, not that calmed down by his way of reassuring you. It wasn't long before you had let go of his arm and began admiring all the different and magical kinds of flowers in his garden. Of course, you didn’t expect any less of a private garden that was only for Lucifer, your beloved fiance. A certain rose caught your eyes in the midst of black roses and flowers. It had fallen down from its place, not having the natural glow of other roses but having its own kind of messages. Like a deep story hidden within those red petals. You bent down, picking it up and staring at it lovingly. 

Lucifer couldn’t help but gaze at you as you stared at the fallen rose, wondering what you were thinking that had you so deep in thought. He stepped a little closer, peering at the rose. He saw nothing special with the fallen rose, unlike you. 

“Your eyes.” You looked up from the rose and towards him, handing the rose to him. Fallen, like your fallen star. Red, like his ruby eyes. And magnifying, even at its worst.  “It is the same shade as your eyes, Lucifer.”

Lucifer’s eyebrows lifted up as he took the rose from you. Although he couldn’t help but smile when you said that. You were such a lovely little creature, always thinking of him before everything else. His eyes moved from the rose towards you, stepping even closer. Close enough to make you just slightly uncomfortable. You wouldn’t push him away, though, as you did crave his touch as much as he craved yours. “How very observant, beloved. Would you like me to speak of my own observations?” 

He then put the rose behind your ear, making sure the thorns wouldn’t hurt you. He couldn’t help but find your innocent smile lovely, in that moment.The Elegant prince cupped your cheeks, the pair of red roses residing in his eyes looking into your own gems. "You look so precious, love. Did you know that?” 

You knew where this was headed. He wanted to tease you, make you blush, and have you a stuttering mess. You then noticed his loving gaze on your lips and not your eyes. He continued. “May I kiss you, my sweet?” 

"But... it is not appropriate..." You whispered softly. But you had an idea how to do it, not to disappoint your fiance. You wanted that kiss too, after all, even if you would never admit it. You brought the rose out of your hair and put it on your lips, looking into his eyes softly. “Let us do it this way for now, until the day the bells of matrimony ring above us.” 

Lucifer opened his eyes in surprise, as he saw the red rose on your lips. It was something he never expected and he was both surprised and pleased to see that you still cared for your innocence and proper etiquette, even so much so that you wouldn't let just anyone get a taste of your lips, not even your soon to be spouse. Lucifer then smiled warmly, while still caressing your cheek. "Thank you, my beloved. You are right, this isn't appropriate, but a rose like yourself deserves a kiss nonetheless." 

Lucifer then pressed his lips gently against the rose, his hands holding yours as you held on the rose’s stem. 

A sweet and innocent kiss, for his true love. For his beloved betrothed, and the one he chose to share his life with. As soon as he pulled away, he put the rose back on your hair like a hairpin. You were truly his, and he was glad to have such a caring little betrothed on his side. He grasped both of your hands and brought them to his lips, planting a soft kiss on the back of them. 

“Until the bells of matrimony ring above us, my darling. I shall only wait and dream of that day.” 

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[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Destiel prompt #25

What if Archangel Lucifer is said to be Sam’s true mate and the Archangel Michael is supposed to be Dean’s true mate; however, maybe that is only what they’re told and it’s not actually destiny who decides…or is it?

After all, Castiel did the heavy labor and not only rescued Dean’s soul from Hell but rebuilt his form and made it unblemished and as strong as humans are able to become; no one expected Dean’s soul to place a claim upon Castiel before either angel or archangel could claim Dean.

A soft Lucifer courting Sam while the fight between Castiel and Michael takes a very different direction since it is Castiel that is claimed, not the other way around.

And then to find out there is a third (half-) brother, Adam.

Truly, it was Chuck wanting the best match for his children in all their capacities, and so he arranged the Winchester line and these three were born: Dean, Sam, and Adam—are destined for the twin Archangels but who is the third destined for, obviously an Angel of the Lord, but which one?

If Dean has claimed Castiel and Lucifer is courting Sam to accept his claim, is Michael actually destined for Adam?

[certifiedlucifersimp]

Lucifer match

[shapard]

hi shepard, i dont normally do this, but i really like your wrighting and i was wondering if you did requests if you could do a lucifer x hellborn!reader where its just a lot of comfort, like the reader lost someone really close to them or something. if not, then no worries, dont feel pressured or anything 💛

Scarlet

Lucifer x hellborn!reader

A/n: I never really said that I do request but I'm really happy if I get one. So, no Worries<3 I hope it's okay That I put a little Angst into it.

Soft Lucifer, comfort, Angst

Words can not describe what you feel right now.

Your heart is pumping so loud in your chest as you read the red ink on the white Paper. You don’t want to believe it. It seems impossible. But it’s standing here red on white that your precious mother has passed away in a gang battle of those damn sinners. 

Your tears soften the paper and the red ink smeared the down written words. Your body starts to shake under the pressure of anxiety. 

Lucifer was out on a meeting with the other six sins.

At first he didn’t even want to go on a meeting knowing that your mental health wasn’t on its best shape. The panic attacks were way viler when he was not there. 

Nonetheless you told him you were fine, and he will go to this meeting. He was hiding all those years and you’ll not be in the way of a reunion. 

At first you were doing alright. Watching your comfort movie with your comfort snack was relaxing.

Your pajama was comfortable and your favorite plush was seated on your belly. You giggled at your favorite scene and hugged your plushie more on you.

A loud knocking hollowed through the huge Mainor you now call home. Lucifer didn’t tell you; he was expecting something. Confused you pressed on pause and walked down the hall. Your tail tangled itself on your leg hoping for some comfort. 

As you opened those huge doors a small Imp, just like you. He gave you a black Envelope with your name in white ink. The Imp gave you a slight bow and left fast. 

You walked down the hall back to the bedroom. You opened the black envelope and read the content.

Now you were at the verge of a panic attack. 

Sweat pearling down your forehead and you rolled into a small ball on the floor. The papier laid on the red carpet and you are right next to it.

Your tail was wrapped around you, yet it didn’t help you to feel connected to your body. You shook hard but all you could focus about was your mind running.

Memories of your lovely mother, the one who read stories to you at night to cradle you. 

The way she smiled at you when you told her you were in love. How she told you she’s so proud of you. How he held your hand through your marriage. 

And now she’s gone. 

Killed brutally like the Imp she was. Like the Imp you are. Another proof that no one cares about the life of an Imp.

The ringing in your head just seems to get louder, louder, and louder. Clutching your hands on your head trying to ease the painful headache that had begun.

Your breathing was starting to get heavier and heavier, it got to the point where you thought you couldn’t breathe anymore.

A hand pulled you out of your curled form pressing you on his chest. You immediately recognize that this is your husband.

Lucifer whispers in your ear and stroked your back in a comforting matter. He cradled your body and kissed your cheek multiple times.

“Everything is okay, I’m here. Just take a deep breath in... And out.” You followed his instructions. In and out. Your hand grasp around his torsi pulling him even closer.

The oxytocin was filling your lungs again and your broken cries filled the air. 

Even after-hours Lucifer never let go.

Lucifer doesn't know what happened that cost this state, but all he knows is that you need him. And that's exactly what he's going to do.

Lucifer carried you up to your sharing bed when your light snoring reached his ears. He hugged you close shutting his eyes, grabbing your waist tightly making you feel protective.

______

You rubbed your eyes exhausted from the panic attack yesterday.

As you spun around to look at your husband, Lucifer wasn’t beside you. Again the anxiety filled your ribcage, it was hard to breath.

“Lucifer?!” The door of your shared bedroom sprung open reveling your husband in one of those silly aprons he has. Your body quickly relaxed at the sight of him.

“Darling you’re awake!” His smile was precious and contagious. He moved rather fast towards you, and he stumbled. With grace he caught your breakfast and smiled nervously at you. “I made for you breakfast!” You laughed at his antics and took it out of his hands.

You gave him a peck on the lips and sat down on the bed. Lucifer followed you to the bed but didn't sit down.

Lucifers eyes sparkled when you ate his food. But frowned slightly when you suddenly stopped eating and played with the food.

With a sigh be plopped beside you. “Babe,” He placed the tray on the nightstand and intertwined your hands in his. “You know you can tell me everything.” You nod as you looked on your intertwined hand watching as he strokes his thumb on your hand. His clawed nail tapped on your shared ring.

“Look me in the face, darling.” His other hand moved your head upwards and your e/c orbs meet his red scarlet ones.

Without much thought you gave him the letter you received yesterday. He released your chin and took the letter out of your hand. Lucifers eyes left yours hesitant and he skips through the information. 

His hands clenched around yours in a comforting way after he finished. “Y/n I’m so sorry. I…” He took a deep breath and pressed you again onto his chest. “Everything will be alright darling.”

Your crying was breaking his heart. But letting out emotion is better than letting them eat you up. He knows it the best.

You two had almost a whole spa day.

Lucifer took care of you perfectly, just everything you needed.

His hand in yours like he promised in the wedding. Through thick and thin. The whole day, it was just you and him with pure affection. 

Lucifer and you were cuddled up on your couch. Your head was resting on his lap, and he played with your hand strands. “I Love you, Y/n Morningstar.” He said and pecked your lips. “I love you too, Lucifer Morningstar.”

A/n: I hoped you enjoyed what I wrote❤️

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I really loved what you did with my request!

So i know you did a younger brothers reacting to MC giving their hand to them but I was hoping if you could do an older brother version of it?

ofc you don't have to if you don't want to! ^^;;

Thank you so much, I'm glad to hear you liked it.

And here is the second part but with the older brothers! I was actually trying to do a second part anyway.

I hope you enjoy it!

Obey me older brothers reacting to mc giving them their hand

Part one

Lucifer

Intertwines your finger with his

A smooth talker

And a tease

Will do anything in his power to see your flustered face

You two were laying on the bed, he was relaxed while you were just happy that you finally convinced him to take a break from his works.

But you wouln't be you if you didn't find a way to annoy Lucifer, yet you couln't find a way to annoy him , as he was just peacefully laying on the bed next to you. And that was why you showed him your hand, eyes boring into his eyes. He perked his eyebrows and accepted your hand, if confirmation was even needed. He already loves holding your hand but when you hold out your hand to him while you two were laying on his bed, he couln't help but chuckle. He finds you adorable and troublesome.

Mammon

Confused bby

What do ya want human?

Wants to hold your hand so bad but will deny it

Of course you want to hold The Great Mammon's hand

He was hanging out in your room, again. Making himself at home and sitting on your bed, scrolling through his D. D. D. You were bored as you sat on your study table, but no longer in the mood to study. You decided to mess with Mammon. Because, why not?

You silently held out your hand to him, staring at his bored, yet handsome figure. You fake coughed as he kept staring at his D. D. D before looking up to you, and your hand, then back up at you.

"What are ya doin' human?" he asked, but you remained silent, doing a little grabby with your fingers and looked at him with a small smile, one that had his lips tugging into a small smile of his own. He was still confused but seeing him look confused and clueless was super cute.

He put his hand on top of yours. But he quickly pulled away when he sees your cheeky grin, cooing at how adorable he was.

Leviathan

Confused bby (2)

Do you want his console?

Or his ring?

Henry??? Or maybe..

...HIM???!

He was gaming in his room, per usual, fully focusing on his screen while he played. That was until you came, bursting into his room with a snarky grin on your face. He was startled, almost screamed like a little girl. He gave you permission to enter his room without the password long time ago.

He was sitting on the floor, while you were standing, holding out your hand to him, still with a stupid grin on your face. He gave you his hand without second thought, until he was reminded of something.

This was just like the anime he saw! The prince came to save the princess in need, holding out his hand and gave a helping hand to the princess, guiding her out of the miserable tower she was trapped in for ten years! He defeated the dragon and helped the princess-. The never ending rambling continued.

You decided to try again the next day, but this time, kneeling down in front of him and holding out your hand to him. But alas, luck must have left you when you pull the seven rulers of hell, the prince of Devildom and his butler, the most powerful sorcerer, the angel and his dog. He eventually passed out, thinking you were proposing to him.

School starts tomorrow pls save me

I dont even have friends

And I dont even have necktie😭

Request will be closed for a bit

It will be open again once I have the time

If you can see the favouritism on Mammon's part, no you don't.

[jinkicake]

Open Arms

Lucifer always makes it a point to remind you of his love. 

Lucifer x Reader

A/N: While doing my nightly scroll through the Lucifer tag, I came across this post and just had to further my soft!Lucifer agenda. 

WC - 1.1k ish

SMUT // NSFW 

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When Lucifer has to tell you ‘goodbye’ he holds you incredibly tight. The powerful demon uses his gentlest touch with your body to ensure that no harm comes to his beloved human. His tender love is a drastic change from the way he usually fucks you into his sheets. Right now, he memorizes the mold of your body against his own and all the soft sounds leaving your lips. Lucifer makes sure that you will remember his touch, remember this exact moment, and leave you wanting more as a promise that you’ll return to him. 

His desperation is seen in his slow thrusts, deeply penetrating your cunt and causing your body to jolt with each movement. Lucifer hooks his forearms underneath your calves, pressing your limbs to your chest to ensure that he can get even closer to you. The only thing that matters to Lucifer right now is the proximity of your bodies. The kiss of his tip brushing against that sweet spot inside of you serves as a reminder not to forget about him. The soft touch of his lips against your forehead begs you to remember everything that the two of you share. 

“My love,” Lucifer can’t help but become worried whenever you leave his side, whenever you make your inevitable return to the human world. Devildom would fall into ruins if he didn’t ever get to hold you in his arms again. 

The anxiety that comes as a result of the unforeseen future can only be calmed by your touch, only you can hold Lucifer’s face in your hands and promise him that you’ll be okay. Just as Lucifer is the only one who can promise you a love so deep, a love so passionate.

“Come back soon,” He murmurs against your lips, eyes fluttering shut once he has memorized the pure ecstasy on your face. “you’ll always have a home here.” You can only whimper against his lips, against the romantic kiss that softly presses into your heart. As your lips move together in sync, the steady pace of Lucifer’s thrusts grows quicker. His grunts cannot be contained by your lips and you start failing to kiss him back, your mouth parts as gasps escape you. 

“Lucifer,” You cry, head falling back against the lush pillows of the demon’s bed. The satin cases he had placed just for you, the dark color that matches the room perfectly. Everything in his space reminds him of you and always will. 

His thumb finds your clit with ease, unbeknownst to you, and rips a heavy moan from your lips. The tight circles against your bud make you cry out for the demon, holding him much more intently than before. Your legs lock around his waist, ensuring that he won’t move a single inch away from you as you tighten the grip you have digging into his shoulders. You desperately need Lucifer close to you. 

Your manicured nails scratching his skin is a telltale sign of your impending release. Lucifer almost always cums just at the mere feeling of the blissful pain. 

“Cum, pretty human,” Lucifer whispers into your ear, his lips hovering over the skin so that you can hear every moan saved for you. “my pet,” The only time Lucifer will drop pet name after pet name is when the tightening in his gut becomes too much to handle, when your cunt sucks him in so wonderfully and you’re already convulsing around his aching cock. “I love you.”

Lucifer will absolutely devour you any chance he gets and when the demon finally has you back in his arms once again, greeting you with a heavy kiss, he can breathe a sigh of relief. 

“I love you.” He murmurs against your lips, holding you so tightly that you almost forget how to breathe. No one will disturb him on the day of your return, his plans only revolve around you. 

Pleasuring you. 

Unlike when he has to say ‘goodbye’ when Lucifer says ‘hello’, he picks up right where he left off before. His touch is a bit rushed due to the pent-up desperation inside, he yearns to have you just once more. He kisses you lots, not removing his lips once as he rids your bodies of your clothes. 

Lucifer can’t keep his hands off of you. Familiar hands trail up your sides, running over your thighs while roughly squeezing you within his warm palm. 

The demon works quickly and hastily removes all of your clothing, his clothes even find a corner in the side of his room. He yearns for bare skin-to-skin contact, he needs to feel you against him and settle the desires that only you can satisfy. 

“I’ve missed you,” Lucifer coos into your lips before snaking his tongue into your mouth, he moans deeply at the feeling of your hot muscle fighting back against his own. He licks and curls against your tongue before sucking so intently that you fall as putty into his hands. “missed you so much.” 

You’ll only ever see Lucifer this honest when his emotions are heightened by your presence. 

“I missed you too, Luci,” Your sweet sighs, the gentle call of his name causes the demon to blush. He turns red at the beautiful melody of your voice and his cock stirs at the way you call his name. 

Oh, he needs you as if you’re the air he breathes.

“How have you been?” You’re so sweet to care about him like this, to hold his face gently once more in your soft hands. The burst in his chest nearly becomes too overwhelming and it takes Lucifer a moment to respond back. 

“Lonely,” He kisses the corner of your mouth, carefully pressing his lips into your skin before making his way to your jaw. “and you, my dear?” You whine as he nips at your skin. 

“Also, lonely,” You suck in a deep breath as you try to remember how to breathe. His touch nearly knocks the air out of your chest as all of the precious memories that you share are splayed throughout his fingertips. “I missed you so much.” Every second you were apart from the demon, you missed him. 

Lucifer quietly laughs against your throat and nudges your head back with his narrow nose. With the way you are reacting to his touch alone, Lucifer can only imagine how lonely you’ve been. 

“I’ll take care of you now,” He promises and all too quickly, moves his lips down to your chest (leaving a trail of kisses behind in its wake). “we have a lot of time to make up for.”

-ps youre both dramatic and have been separated for two weeks LMFAOOO-

[beels-burger-babe]

Us Two in the Spotlight's Glow

***So, some of you may have seen I have a new Obey Me OC/D&D character named Sibella. She is all I can think about, and this was born. Enjoy. *** Summary: Sibella's life, and death, had always been empty and alone, until she gains a certain noble patron. Who knew the Avatar of Pride could make such good company?

The stage was many things. It was home. It was life. It was joy and despair. It was the only reason why Sibella could bring herself to rise from her bed sometimes.

But it was also horrendously lonely.

She hadn't realized it when she was still human, but since dying and awaking as demon of pride in the Devildom, she had come to recognize it as a simple fact of life.

Or, well, after life.

She hadn't minded at first — though she had certain words for which ever sick asshole decided to give her the whole "deer in headlights" look. Her life had always revolved solely around her career as prima ballerina. She didn't have time for things as small as friendship or a social life, when all that precious time could be spent perfecting her fouette. Why would that change now that she was buried six-feet under?

Sure, some might say that she missed out on a lot of the fun things, like partying at The Fall, or enrolling in that devil-forsaken academy. But she was happy.

She wasn't.

She was happy before.

She was tired before.

She could be happy now.

She tried not to think of how fucking empty she felt.

That's all there was to it.

She was a one woman show. The diamond that dazzled in the spotlight. She had fought tooth and nail to get to where she was, and she wasn't about to let something as fickle and strange as emotions take it from her now.

But death had a funny way of changing things. And the Devildom even more so.

Sibella had been making a name for herself for years. By now most of the Devildom knew of the hypnotic dance of the icy prima ballerina. She had a reputation. On stage: she would warm your hearts and move your very soul to the point that you would feel alive again. Off stage: she was colder than snow and no one could manage to get a single word out of her before she was either in her dressing room or fleeing to the dance studio.

Well, almost no one.

She had been in her dressing room after a show. Her performance had been flawless as always, though she was looking forward to a good soak in the tub when she got home to soothe her aching feet and bones. She had barely begun to take her hair down from the head-splittingly tight bun it had been pulled back into, when she heard it. "O-O-Oh. I'm sorry, sirs, but the lady doesn't take guests." She felt one of her long ears perk at the sound of her security guard's voice. He'd never been nervous around nosy fans. What the hell was going on out there?

"Perhaps. But I'm sure she can make an exception." Her frown turned into an afronted scowl at the sound of the deep, arrogant voice. She most certainly did not make exceptions. Had they any idea how precious her time was and how exhausting it was to perform like that? Why, the audacity to bother her after performance like-

"I-I-I ... I'm sorry, my Prince and Lord. I'm just following orders."

Sibella nearly dropped her hair brush as she whipped her head towards the door and looked at it with wide eyes. Prince. As in the Prince of the Devildom. As in Prince Diavolo. And did he say a lord was here as well? Even in her human days, Sibella had never achieved the honour of performing for royalty. But now she had done so unknowingly!

Her breath halted as she immediately began playing-back her performance in her mind. Sure, she was confident that she was a damn good dancer, but this was nobility! Had she slipped? Did she misstep at any point? Under rotate? Over rotate? Why had they come back to see her? Surely they were equally, if not more, busy than herself! If they wanted to take the time to see her, than perhaps she had messed up. Perhaps they were here to ban her from ever taking to the stage in the Devildom again or-

She couldn't help but yelp, throwing her brush across the room as a loud knock sounded at her door.

She managed to take in a few deep breaths, her heart banging against her chest, as she smoothed out her hair. "Yes?" She called out with as much neutrality as she could manage.

"Miss Sibella, I-I'm sorry to bother you ma'm, but you, um ... you have visitors. I-It's um ... It's Prince Diavolo and Lord Lucifer, ma'm."

Shit. When was the last time she even talked to someone who wasn't a member of the theatre's staff?

She caught a glimpse of her terrified expression in the mirror. With another grounding breath, she carefully smoothed her face into one of passive indifference as she rose to her feet — barely surpressing a wince as her tights-covered wounds met the floor once more. Pulling back her shoulders, and raising her chin, she opened the door.

Staring back at her was her bodyguard — who looked like he would rather be anywhere but here — a giant gigantic red-head with golden eyes that glittered with excitement and a wide grin — who she immediately recognized as the prince — and another man — slender, with dark hair and burning crimson eyes. He stood back, arms crossed with only mild interest on his face.

The red head moved forward, his smile growing impossibly wide, as he held out his hand. "Miss Sibella! It's an honour to meet you."

She took a moment to remember herself, bowing her head slightly before meeting his eyes once more. "The honour is mine. I wish I had known we would be dignified with such noble guests this evening. I would've had the staff prepare our best booth for you."

Sibella quickly repressed a flinch as the Prince burst into a strong, hearty laugh. "No need to worry about that! The V.I.P. booth is always reserved for me! I've owned this theatre for years. I've been meaning to see this esteemed performance of yours that everyone in the kingdom is talking about, and I am elated to have finally been able to drag old Lucifer down to see it with me! You are truly remarkable!"

Sibella's onyx eyes flickered curiously over to the gentleman accompanying the prince, only to find his eyes already resting on her. His eyes held an all-knowing gleam as he smirked at her. "Yes. I must send my compliments. I haven't seen a performance like that since my time in the celestial-realm," his eyes shifted back over to the Prince, giving Sibella the opportunity to control her slightly-flushed expression. "Though perhaps I may have enjoyed it more if someone hadn't been gasping and awing throughout its entirety."

Diavolo laughed, planting a heavy hand on Lucifer's shoulder as he did. "Oh! Your jokes always get me!"

The ballerina smiled politely as she maintained her eye contact with the Lord. "Then perhaps you should come again sometime. I assure you this is far from the only accompaniment that I dance to, and it is also not my most impressive. If you can find the time, I can guarantee that you won't be disappointed."

Sibella held her breath as she felt his onyx eyes pour over her entire being like a river's spring and seemingly pick her apart. She hadn't felt so exposed and vulnerable since- She lifted her chin higher and shook off the unwanted memories.

The lord tilted his head. "Perhaps, we will-"

"I will go buy us season tickets for your shows on the way out! It will be a great opportunity to get out of the office. Yes! Wonderful idea, Lucifer!"

Sibella did her best to bite back a giggle as Lucifer narrowed his eyes sharply at the Prince before sighing in defeat. "Of course, my lord."

The ballerina could almost see sparkles floating in the air around the Prince as he beamed. "Brilliant! Well, until next time then, Miss Sibella! We will see you again."

And they did.

They didn't attend every performance, but they were Sibella's most frequent patrons by far. Most of the time they would come together. Sometimes only Diavolo would come with different company by his side. Other times it was only Lord Lucifer, by himself. But regardless, they would always come to visit your dressing room afterwards for conversation. At first it was intimidating. She had increased her practice hours, nearly to the point of destruction, to push herself to maintain a performance level worthy of their presence. But as months passed, Sibella had begun to become more relaxed with the pair, and them her. She dared to say that she even looked forward to their pointless, time-wasting visits. It was ... nice.

One of said nights had been a particularly grueling routine. Sibella allowed the facade of strong, immovable, grace to drop the second she was hidden back stage and silently limped back to her dressing room.

She threw yourself onto her couch before ripping her satin slippers off her feet with a choked cry. Beneath them sat bloodied tights that hid bruised, blistered and swollen toes. She hissed through her teeth as she slowly peeled off the pink, thin fabric and examined her injuries.

She couldn't help but groan as a knock sounded at her door. She couldn't leave it ignored — not while knowing who stood behind it.

She looked up at the ceiling taking a minute to collect herself before pulling herself to her feet. Only, the second her poor toes touched the ground, a strangled shriek slipped from her lips and she had to quickly catch her balance on the arm of the couch as pain shot up her legs.

"Miss Sibella?" Fuck. It was Lucifer. Of course it had to be the observant one. "Are you alright in there?"

Sibella cursed under her breath, doing her damnedest, and failing, to bite back a whimper as she stood back up. "Of course. I-I'll be there in just a moment."

But the odds were not in her favor. Her abused legs felt like jello beneath her feet and threatened to give out with with every step she took. Her panicked eyes flickered desperately between the door, only 10 feet away from her, and the end of the couch, where she now stood. She could leap that distance in a single grand jete on a good day. Surely, she wasn't going to let it defeat her now?

With a choked deep breath, she lifted her hand away from the sofa and tried to quickly make her way to the door.

She was betrayed by her stupid feet. Sibella had barely managed to let out a yelp as she began to fall towards the ground.

The door swung open and two strong hands quickly caught her by her arms.

Her breath hitched as Lucifer helped her back onto her feet. "I was fine," she insisted.

"I can see that," the lord grumbled, keeping an arm fixed securely around the ballerina's shoulders as he looked at her injuries. "And I'm sure that you're in absolutely no pain at all, and if I were to let you go that you could walk back to that couch perfectly fine."

A flare of frustration ran through the proud demoness as she lifted her chin. "Most certainly."

"Then let's see it," he stated simply and began to remove his arms.

With gritted teeth and pure spite, Sibella held her breath as she wobbled her way back over to her couch and all but tripped into its cushioned comforts. "See?" she panted. "Perfectly capable."

Lucifer hummed with a raised eye brow. "Yes. And the trail of blood you left behind isn't discerning at all. You looked like a baby fawn attempting to walk on ice."

Sibella glared sharply at him as her ears tucked back against her skull. "You may leave now."

He scoffed and leaned against her vanity instead. "I think not. You're in no state to be alone right now. You're injured."

The ballerina waved off his concern. "Part of the repercussions of dancing. I told you, I'm fine."

"You're clearly not."

Anger boiled desperately beneath her skin in a way that only Lucifer could manage as she sneered at the lord. "And what would you do about it?"

The room froze as he locked eyes with her. His head tilted. Blood-red eyes narrowing. "Dress your wounds for starters. And then ensure that you made it home, and have what you need for recovery." Her pulse thrashed like a wild-beast inside of her as the lord drew closer. "You need me right now, even if you refuse to acknowledge it. You have no one else," shivers ran down her spine as he placed a hand on her shoulder. "Let me help you."

She tried to think of an alternative. Another way that ended with her safely making it back to her apartment. But her bodyguard was off for the day, and she knew that no one else would willingly help her. If she didn't accept this offer, she would be spending the night in her dressing room, which would be miserable for her already aching body. Not to mention unhygienic.

"Fine," she sighed, giving in and allowing herself to slump against the couch. "If it'll make you happy, my Lord."

He huffed and shook his head as he looked around her dressing room. It was clean, neat, perfect. Just like all things in her life. Any gifts she had been given by fans were in a organized drawer in her vanity. All makeup and hair products were specifically placed by her mirror. All costumes were bagged and hanged in order of use on her rack. Even though the room was practically a home away from home, she could never bring herself to customize it. Her dressing room was for the Prima Ballerina Sibella and her only. There was no space for sentiment here.

"Where is your first-aid kit?" Lucifer questioned, looking among her selection of dance slippers. Sibella silently pointed to the cabinet above the mini-fridge that the stage manager had set up for her. The lord nodded and walked over, removing a red box before taking a seat beside the demoness. With careful hands, he lifted her wounded feet into his lap, and grabbed some disinfectant.

They both remained silent as he worked and gently soothed the aches that had been condemning her with experienced hands. It wasn't until he had begun to wrap her feet in guaze that he spoke. "I will be sure to inform the director that you will not be performing this week."

The ballerina shot up, "What?!" she hissed venomously, her deer-like horns reappearing on her head as her demon form threatened to break loose. "No. You have no right. I am fine, Lucifer!"

He narrowed his eyes, and firmly pressed against her freshly-bandaged, fractured toes. A pained-cry tore itself from her throat before she could stop it. He raised an eyebrow and released his hold. "You can barely walk. You expect me to believe that you can dance the same routine that caused these injuries for the rest of the week?"

Sibella snarled and tore her legs back in towards herself. "You don't know what you're talking about. It's nothing I haven't done before."

He paused at her words, lips pulling into a thin line as he took in her furious, yet vulnerable state — Sibella hated the way it made her feel so open. "If you go out there like this, you will only further hurt yourself. Not only that, there is no possible way that you can meet your own high-standards for yourself in this condition. You will only become angry at yourself, and that will only get worse and worse with every performance you do without letting yourself rest and recover." The lord nodded to himself, as he stood and held out a hand towards the ballerina. "Come. You're going home. And you will be taking time off. I will personally ensure that you do."

She slapped his hand away and went to stand on her own once more.

Lucifer huffed, rolling his eyes, before scooping up the demoness in his arms. Sibella refused to make it easier for him. Keeping her arms crossed as he carried her out of the room. Although she was by no means pleased by this arrangement, she allowed him to continue with his plan. That was until they made it outside the theatre and she spotted exactly how the demon planned on taking her to her apartment. "Absolutely not," she hissed, her body tensing in his arms as she squirmed and pushed against him and tried to get away from the car he was carrying her towards. "Put me down. You're not putting me anywhere near that tin-death-trap!"

Lucifer gritted his teeth as he tightened his hold her. "Then, pray tell, how do you plan on me getting you back to your apartment?" She snarled at him, continuing her resistance. "Anyway but that! I only live down a block or two from here and usually jog as a warm up on my way to theatre!"

The demon sighed miserably. "Of course, you do," he made no effort to stop his movement towards the car. "I am not carrying you all the way there — not that it would be difficult. And you are in no condition to walk. So driving it is." "No! Stop!" She screamed as shifted into her demon form. "Put me down! I'd rather walk a thousand miles with shattered limbs that get in one of those monstrosities for a single second!"

Lucifer growled, attempting to secure his grip on the thrashing woman once more. "Will you stop acting like a child?! What in Diavolo's name is wrong with you?"

"I died because of those machines before and I refuse to do so again! Put me down!"

Lucifer froze, giving the demoness the opportunity to drop back onto her own two feet, and weakly stumble away from him. The lord blinked back at her. "You died in a car accident?"

She sneered at him from behind a deadly glare. "Does it matter?"

His lips pulled into a thin line as he glanced between his car and the demoness before sighing and approaching her once more. "I was unaware. We won't take the car," she looked up at him with wide-doe eyes. "I'll carry you. Just ... Wrap your arms around me."

Sibella stared at him for a moment — her anxiety riddled heart still running wildly in her chest. With trembling arms, she silently held onto his shoulders and allowed him to lift her into a bridal carry once more. "There," he whispered as their eyes met. Her breath caught at the shocking tenderness that hid within them. "See? Not too bad is it?" Lucifer chuckled as the demoness's cheeks flushed pink. He stared at her for a moment too long before clearing his throat and looking at the sidewalk ahead of them. "Just up the block, you said?"

"Yes," she muttered, leaning slightly into him. "It's the gothic, navy building across the street from Savonne." Lucifer hummed and began walking without further question, and Sibella ignored the rush of warmth that filled her heart for the first time in two life times.

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This is part 3 ,but it works out as a oneshot as well so no one misses out on what happens!:D

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Alastor was woken up by soft sniffles along being gently shooked awake by little hands,if he was in a deep sleep he wouldn't have felt it,he opens one eye to see his daughter crying,"What is it honey?" He asked groggily,trying to wake up some.

"Bad dweamm dada.." she sobs as Alastor is now fully up,he take her in his arms, holding her close along with rubbing her back,"It's okay,you're safe, darling.." he said, hugging her,glancing at the time that read five in the morning. "You can stay in here for a bit." He said,wanting to lay back down. Charlie happily babbles,nuzzling against her father, who lays back down with her,putting the blanket over them. Alastor closes his eyes for what feels like a few seconds,ending up falling back to sleep. Charlie, who was still awake, moved off of her father,going to her mwama, who was dead asleep. She stares at him and then playfully smacks the blonde in the face,earning small groans from him. She giggles as she then pokes his chubby cheeks repeatedly before jumping on him,hearing an oof sound from him along with some movements from under the covers for him to look at her.

"Good morning, Charlotte..." he says half awake.

"Charlie!" The young blonde said, puffing out her cheeks as she playfully jumps on Luficer again.

"Okay.. im up..." he raspyly said, sitting up,hugging his daughter.

"It's so early.." he said, looking at the clock,"Why are you up?" He asked,thinkin that her sleeping schedule is gonna be fucked.

"Monsters!" She says.

"I thought i spray them away."

"Bathroom."

"I didn't spray there.. I'll do it later on." He said,truth be told there was no monsters he knows no one dares try to break into their home if they have a death wish, so to ease her worries he always spray some air freshner to make it seem like he scare the scary monsters away.

"Come on kiddo- wait did you wake your dad up?" Lucifer asked,hopefully he could hand Charlie over to his partner so he could sleep.

"Wake me up and you're a dead man love." Alastor says suddenly.

"Damn." Lucifer pouts,"Let me make breakfast for you and Char Char then.." he said,leaning over to the night stand to get his white robe and tying it around his scarred body,he was already wearing duck pajamas bottoms. He still havent gotten his other pjs out of the dryer yet so this will do,he picks his daughter up,"Do you want anything love?" He asked his partner.

"Peace and quiet. "

"Starve."

"You're always a terrible cook." Alastor replied back.

"Hey!.. so mean." He then gets up with Charlie in his arms,leaving the room he goes to the kitchen along with turning on the living room and kitchen lights so he doesnt trip over things again. He sits Charlie in her high chair,he goes into the fridge to get her some juice,"I'm making oatmeal this morning." He said, handing her sippy cup filled with apple juice. Charlie immediately starts drinking her juice,it's her favorite..or was it orange juice? She didnt know,they were both tasty to her.

Lucifer started making oatmeal the ones that you can just add water then microwave under 3 minutes,once it's done he tasted it to make sure it wasnt to hot for Charlie.

"Hey!!"

"I was just checking the temperature, I wasn't gonna eat it." Lucifer defended himself,setting the bowl in front of her as he happily puts her hands in the bowl and eating.

"You have a spoon for a reason.." he said as he watches her make a mess with the oatmeal.

Lucifer goes into one of the cabinets to get another bowl out and pour himself some cereal,he took the spoon Charlie was supposed to use for himself,and sat down next to her as he eats his dry cereal,realizing at the last second they need milk and two that he eating dry cereal..

He ate it like a champ,not minding it. He thought the spoon was an overkill when he could just use his hands.

Guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

He was quick to finish his cereal, and he got up and put it into the sink as he got himself a bottle of water from the fridge and drank it.

Charlie was now playing with the small amount of food she had,Lucifer decided she was done and took the bowl from her as he finished off the rest by using his hand,eating the remaining oatmeal. He then puts her bowl in the sink along with washing his hands,"Come on, charlie, let's get you ready since you are fully awake." He said taking her out of the high chair,as she holds onto him,getting oatmeal onto his robe. He takes her to the bathroom where he helped her brush her teeth along with washing her up some,brushing her unkept hair along with dressing her up. She was wearing a red deer onesie with the feet being little black paws and on the backside a small red deer tail with white underneath can be seen. "Im papa!!" She beams,practically jumping up and down.

"Yes you are sweetly." He smiles,it was a habit for Alastor and Lucifer to dress Charlie up as their loved one,for an example when Charlie was first born Lucifer had put a deer beanie onto her along with a red onsies as she sleeps. He did it at first because laundry wasn't done at the time but ending up liking the idea and thought it would be cute,another reason is that he didn't want his girl to end up forgetting about them or hating them for some reason.

Alastor thought it was cute and funny so he kinda just went along with it,not really questioning Lucifer.

"Imma let you play for a bit,then after play time we gotta go to the store for some stuff."

"Oki!!" Charlie said practically running out the door.

"I hope she doesnt make a mess." He said smiling softly,as he quickly brushes his teeth along with brushing his hair,whicing ended up more poofyier than normal because he didn't want to wet or do anything with it.

He passed Charlie's room to see her talking on her toy landline,he smiles at her before going to his shared room to get dressed.

He opens the closet,going through it just picking out something to wear which he picks out blue jeans and a white shirt. "Do you need anything from the store love?" He asked,taking the robe off,showing off his scars once more before putting the shirt on. The scars were old,the ones that were on his upper arms that the shirt hid were when he went through depression. He doesn't like to talk much about it because it'll make him cry and he wants to be strong for his family.

"Get me the ingredients for jambalaya,we're having that for dinner tonight, please. I've been craving it but haven't gotten around to it." Alastor said awake,he knows he won't go back to sleep.

"Okay." Lucifer then goes over to him and kisses him," Always So beautiful when you wake up,i love you."

Alastor who felt like a zombie lets his lover kiss him. He's usually a morning person, but lately, he's been sleeping later than usual. He feels fingers run through his messy red hair, then the feeling of his ears being scratched,he leans into the touch,smiling softly.

No matter how many times Lucifer touches Alastor's ears, he always loved how soft they were. "I'll be an hour,think you can survive without me ?"

"Definitely. " The other remarks.

"Supposed to say no -"

Alastor laughs,making the blonde puff out his cheeks,"Fine, see if i care." He said, leaving the room.

Alastor counting backward from three ,"three..two..one"

Lucifer pokes his head out from the other side of the door,"Do you really mean that?" He asked,giving him his puppy dog eyes.

Alastor softly sighed,"No, i don't mean that,I'll miss you."

"Okay, good. You better." He said before going back to Charlie.

The radio demon smiles,"That's my idiot. " he softly says to no one but himself.

Lucifer gets Charlie, who reluctantly stopped playing to go to the store. She loves adventure and helping out as much as she can. He puts her in her red car seat,making sure she's buckled up, then gets inside of the red Kia Forte, then drives to the store. Charlie had her own little steering wheel. That way, she could drive along with her mama, too.

"Vroommm!" Charlie says,hitting her little horn while turning the wheel constantly,"Wook, I'm drivin!!"

"I'm very proud of you,you're an amazing driver, hon." Luficer smiles at his daughter through the mirror's view as they soon arrive at the store.

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Impromptu and Inconvenient Cuddles 

Lucifer / GN!MC Drabble-Fluff (MC: They/Them)

Written with my MC Blythe in mind but doesn't use her name

No content warnings

Notes: I am a total simp for soft domestic Lucifer

Word count: 575

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It had been a long day. He had no idea how long he had really been sitting here but he figured it had been… maybe 8 or so hours? Has it really been that long? So many papers. And Mammon's credit card bills... Wait didn't he read this one already? It was all starting to blur together. 

His thoughts were interrupted by a small knock on the door followed by the sound of the door quickly and quietly opening and closing. He didn't even look up from his work. He smiled to himself knowing exactly who it was.

Small footsteps made their way across the room. An exasperated sigh escaped him as they expertly pushed his chair back from his desk, crawled under his arms and climbed over and onto his lap. Arms wrapping tightly under his own and around his middle. Legs straddling his sides, dangling off the sides of the chair. He could feel the shit eating grin creep across their face as they smushed it into his neck with a satisfied hum.

Already resigning to his fate he frowned and let out a defeated sigh as he awkwardly scooted his chair back to his desk. Trying to begin his paperwork again but he found it even more difficult then before because of the new hindrance that had tangled themselves on top of him. The position is too awkward. How am I supposed to do this with…?

His train of thought stopped in its tracks when he heard them mumble something. He felt their perpetual smile falter against his skin. "I'm sorry we always cause you so much trouble lucifer…" They nuzzled themselves deeper into his neck and chest.

He knew they weren't actually sorry because if they were they would not be interrupting his work. If they were truly sorry then they would cease the endless trouble they cause him.

But they make him so happy. The shenanigans and chaos that always follows them never fails to bring him joy, even if he doesn't always show it. They brighten up every room they walk into. They have livened up the whole house. Brought him and his brothers closer together. He is enamored by them, always. Amazed by their every accomplishment.

He feels the smile spread across their face again. "It's oka.." 

"But I have a feeling you wouldn't have it any other way" they interrupts him, suddenly speaking at full volume they pull away from him sitting upright in his lap. Cupping his face in their hands and giving him the softest sweetest expression with flushed cheeks.

His heart is melting. It always does for them. Only they can do this to him. And they know this. They can see right through him. It's one of the things he loves about them.

A little chuckle escapes him and a wide smile paints his face "You are worth the trouble MC." He leans up to plant a gentle kiss to their forehead and hold them close as they entangle their limbs with his own once again. Face smushed back into its place in his neck, their head resting on his shoulder. He begins his work again.