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#Lucifer Morningstar x male reader
ansloww · 4 months
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Hi! How are you doing?
Could i request a male reader x lucifer where the reader is the angel of death (like the one who took souls when they die) and he can go to hell and heaven whenever he wanted, you can make this sfw or nsfw, up to you
(If you can, can you make the reader way taller than lucifer?)
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Summary : [request]
warning : male reader,fem dni,Lucifer being a nervous wreck,Death mention,minor dni(show’s 18+),ooc lucifer (?),i hate it ngl
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The Angel of the death,that what you were an Angel,a special one who took people’s soul to take them to Heaven or Hell. Lately a lot of human’s soul goes to Hell,you wondered why.
After a long day of taking care of people’s soul,why don’t you go in Hell,to see what’s happening down there.
You always heard from above,that Hell is evil full of sinners who wants terrors but you didn’t believe that.
Something came to your mind,thousand years ago,the fallen age who now lives in Hell. Why don’t you go visit him,that’s what you thought.
You froze,where does he lives ? It’s been thousand of years since you talked to your old friend ! You let out a sighed,walking down the Pentagram city.
Yell,explosion were heard. It must be the Sinners,well Hell isn’t that bad. They had a lot of Overload,criminals and others but if an Angel can fall that’s mean a Demon could rise too.
You accidentally shoved a short person,you looked down,the person was something like glaring at you ? "I’m sorry I didn’t to shove you,and yeah.." you muffled,the blond raises his brow.
"Ive seen him before ? Erm,like thousand years ago ?" He said out loud making you raise your eyebrows "oh..! Uhm my bad I said out loud-" he said,rolling his eyes nervously.
"But what’s your name?" He rubbed the back of his head "[Name]." You said gaining back your not so seriousness "[name]?..name?" He repeated,his eye widened "you’re one of my old friend thousands years ago ! But what are you doing here ? Aren’t an Angel" he asked
"Oh Luci-fer!" You shouted happily "well to answer your question,well I’m an Angel of Death so I’m the person who takes people to Heaven or Hell" you exclaimed yourself in happiness
"Buttt you shouldn’t be here you know" he smiled nervously "but I was here to met you again" you hugged him and spins him around "it’s so good to see you again-" you patted his hair as he pats away his dust on his shirt.
"I want to spend time with you since it’s been centuries !" You stated,smiling warmly "oh and I heard that you’ve got a messy divorce im really sorry for you-"
"It’s nothing,just nothing." He sighed he took your hand and teleport you away from the lousy streets.
You were actually in his home,full of.. rubber ducks..?"you really do like ducks !" You stated.
"You noticed it too ? Looks at this one !" He shows a duck who let out fire from his mouth,childishly. You smiled.
You keeps talking about his rubber ducks,that wasn’t that bad you guess. Well you might think he has some kind attachment issues and some depression but he didn’t really changed.
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stinkysam · 2 months
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Lucifer Morningstar - Wrong impression.
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Warning : none
Genre : fluff
Synopsis : “May I request Hazbin Lucifer x Gojo! Gn reader? Strongest vs the strongest energy” - anon
Reader : you / yours
A/N : probably didn't go the route you wanted… but I'm not that good with character!reader. Hope you still like it !
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When meeting you, Lucifer was quite nervous. You were one of the strongest overlord of hell and had made your way up very quickly after your arrival down here. Upon shaking your hand, beads of sweat glided down his forehead.
What kind of business did you have with his daughter ? Why were you here ? He wondered, eyeing Charlie quickly.
His smile was a big toothy one but you could tell he wasn't very comfortable, he even wiped his hand on his coat after shaking yours. Subconsciously.
You weren't necessarily imposing or intimidating -though you were really good looking- so he had no reason to be nervous. You were even warm and welcoming toward him. And quite charming. Yet there was something else about you he couldn't put his finger on.
And you don't become an overlord by just being kind and goofy. You had to be powerful and dangerous. But who said you couldn't be all that ?
He expected it to be a ruse to manipulate his daughter and him. So with squinted eyes he watched your every move to find the moment you would drop the act.
But it never happened. Maybe it was because he had so much on his plate ? Trying to form a bond with his daughter, keeping an eye out for Alastor and another one for you.
But your warm smile seemed genuine and you never once put yourself between him and Charlie like Alastor had done, claiming she could almost call him “dad” in their song.
You seemed to be close with Charlie's friends as well and they didn't seem to be worried about themselves with you being an overlord. You even seemed like a close friend of theirs. And the feeling was apparently reciprocated.
With a frown, Lucifer decided to give you a chance, waiting for you to slip up and show your true intentions, but it never happened. Until the fight against Adam with his exorcists.
Like him you had arrived late and like him again you had shown arrogance and confidence as you fought the angels. You killed them without mercy and easily and it even looked like you were finding it… boring ?
They were too weak for you and you knew it. It was easy to protect the cannibals and Charlie's friends.
You clearly wanted to have a go with Adam but let Lucifer handle it, you knew he could stand against him after all.
And he did.
Charlie had to stop him from landing the finishing blow and you wondered if you would have listened. If Lucifer had listened then maybe you would have too.
But Nifty didn't seem to have the same moral compass as you or Lucifer as she stabbed Adam to his death. Several times. While laughing.
The fight was over, very few exorcists remained and Lute flew away with them and Adam's halo. You helped rebuild the hotel with a nice song to motivate you and your friends and especially Charlie who felt down after all the bloodshed.
But before you could leave to go back to your quarters, Lucifer came to you, rather nervously. You turned to him, and stared.
“Er… You're not so bad, finally.” Lucifer said, fiddling with his bow-tie before extending his hand out.
“You thought I was bad ?” You raise an eyebrow, amused and shake his hand. This time he doesn't wipe it on his coat.
“The whole overlord title doesn't really go in favor of being… good.”
“Neither does the title of King of Hell. And yet, here you are !” You smiled, nudging him lightly with your elbow and he chuckled at your remark.
“Yes. I guess so.” Lucifer smiled and looked up at you. “Thank you for being here for my daughter. I mean it.”
You only grinned proudly, planting your hands in your pockets after patting his shoulder.
“Oh well, she's worth it.”
Lucifer returned your smile, happy to see Charlie had a powerful friend like you beside her. Not like that radio demon who seemed more than sketchy. Maybe he could count on you to watch that demon and stop him from harming his precious daughter.
And maybe even he could see you as a friend.
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lxkeee · 2 months
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➸CUPID༊*·˚!
PROLOGUE
LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X CUPID! MALE! READER
FANDOM: HAZBIN HOTEL
GENRE: ANGST WITH NO COMFORT, SHORT FIC
STATUS: TO BE WRITTEN
NOTES: I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS FOR SO LONG THAT I DECIDED TO PUBLISH IT NOW INSTEAD OF COLLECTING DUST PFTT.
CHAPTER ONE | NAVIGATION
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Cupid, isn't an angel who looks like a tiny baby with wings and is holding a bow and arrow. Cupid isn't a child who shoots people for fun.
Cupid is an angel who takes his job seriously, and what is his job?
Cupid's job is to make sure that living beings find their match, their soulmate.
That is the work of [Y/n], he goes by many names but he is mostly known as cupid, the angel carrying a bow and arrow to shoot arrows at two souls to match them.
He is one of the oldest angels to ever exist, and one of the few who does their job alone.
He believes that no one beside him can perfectly match souls with one another.
He was born with a gift, a gift to see a red string connecting souls to each other.
Which made his work a lot easier.
That's what he thought.
He started off connecting animal souls, helping an animal find its mate.
He never allowed himself to go in between the romantic lives of angels, angels are higher beings and doesn't need assistance in finding their other half.
Animals however... They need a little bit of a push.
You might be wondering, does he have a soulmate? Yes, he does.
He wasn't born with it but it appeared when his other half was born.
Lucifer Morningstar, heaven's most beautiful angel.
[Y/n] believes that love works in mysterious ways, despite being an angel of love.
Even without effort, Lucifer and him somehow always manage to cross ways.
Leading to a friendship.
It wasn't difficult to hide the truth from Lucifer, the truth that he was destined to be his.
[Y/n] just kept his mouth shut, allowing the universe to work it's magic. If they are truly fated together then they would end up together.
Then God created humans.
There are some instances where a soul would be born to be fated to multiple different people, three choices—the soul would choose one between the two souls he was fated or the three of them could work out.
[Y/n] has never seen a soul or those souls agree to a one big relationship.
If only he knew the look of dread on his face when he saw the second string manifested on Lucifer's finger.
Dread fills his stomach, as his eyes remain glued to Lucifer's pinky finger, the said male not noticing the string manifesting to his body as he continues to talk about his day to his dearest friend, [Y/n].
Fate is indeed cruel.
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havensins · 11 months
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lucifer morningstar x male reader
cw . sub!lucifer, dom!reader, bondage, teasing, brat taming (?), begging, use of toys (butt plugs), handjobs.
note . for zepplin since it’s his birthday <33 @f4nrir 🫶🏾!
“i’d appreciate it if you’d hurry up a little,” lucifer had called from his position on his bed. his face was flushed and his arms were pulled taut over his head with thick black rope that kept him in place.
his hair was messy, fluffy from how you’d tugged on the jet black stands only an hour earlier. his chest moved up and down with deep breaths of anxious anticipation as he waited for you to do anything. he was stark naked, save for the ironically red plug nestled between his cheeks, fighting the urge squirm under your nearly predatorial eyes.
“why should i? i think i should take my time with you, luci,” you grinned at him, taking a couple steps forward before kneeling on the bed, between his spread legs. “you’re torturing me here, love.” he murmurs, holding eye contact and trying to buck his hips up for any form of friction.
you run a finger along the length of his cock. it was as needy as he was — his tip flushed red as he leaked precum down his shaft. he shivers at the feeling. “i’m.. i’m ready for you, just do something already,” he whines, but you ignore him on purpose.
“you’re so sensitive… i wonder how many times i could make you cum for me?” you ask rhetorically, moving your finger down to press at the base of the plug. he inhales sharply, “if you keep teasing me..” he grits, shamelessly clenching around the plug.
you wrap your hand around his cock and he practically shivers at the feeling. “you’ll what? we both know you won’t do anything but take what i decide to give you,” you mutter, and he shrinks back a little.
“you know how i love to hear you beg, luci.“ you tell him, stroking him slowly. the noises that tumble past his lips has you straining against the confines of your own boxers.
he’s clenching his teeth, pulling against the rope and trying not to give you the satisfaction of him moaning, though his plan fails when you swipe your thumb over his slit. he chokes out a curse, melting into his velvet sheets.
you could feel him throb and twitch in your palm, you knew it wouldn’t be long before he cracked a little and gave you what you wanted. more precum dropped down his shaft and you used it as lube to stroke him faster.
he lets his head fall back into the pillows, guttural moans leaving his lips in quick succession. “please!” he blurts finally, tears building up behind his eyes as he stares you down. “i’m sorry! fuckfuckfuck-!” he whispers, and you smile.
you stop your hand completely and he sobs. “see how easy that was, luci? now i can give you what you want,” you murmur, hooking your thumbs into the waistband of your underwear. “and you’re going to take it all.”
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owen-writes · 3 months
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Don't put that in your mouth!
Lucifer Morningstar x Male Reader
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As you lounged on the couch in Lucifer's luxurious penthouse, your mind wandered as you idly flicked through channels on the TV. Lucifer was somewhere in the penthouse, probably in his office or perhaps the piano room, but you weren't sure. You were too absorbed in your own little world until you spotted something interesting on the coffee table. It was a small, shiny object that caught your eye, and without a second thought, you reached out to grab it.,
Just as your fingers closed around the object, a deep voice cut through the air, freezing you in place.
"Do not put it in your mouth!"
You looked up, startled, to find Lucifer standing before you, his arms crossed over his chest and a stern look on his face. His eyes bore into yours, and you felt a shiver run down your spine at the intensity of his gaze.
"But Luci, it's just a—"
"I don't care what it is," he interrupted, his voice firm. "You know better than to put random things in your mouth."
You pouted, feeling a bit like a scolded child, but you couldn't help but find his authoritative tone strangely alluring. With a reluctant sigh, you relinquished the object, watching as Lucifer plucked it from your grasp with a disapproving shake of his head.
"Really, darling, sometimes I wonder if you have any sense at all," he muttered under his breath, though you could hear the underlying affection in his tone.
Before you could protest, he reached out and gently tilted your chin up, his thumb tracing along your bottom lip in a surprisingly tender gesture.
"If you insist on putting something in your mouth," he murmured, his voice dropping to a low, husky whisper, "you might as well make it something worth your while."
And with that, he leaned in, capturing your lips in a heated kiss that sent sparks flying through your veins. You melted into his embrace, letting out a soft moan as his fingers tangled in your hair, pulling you closer.
When he finally pulled away, you were left breathless and dazed, a faint blush spreading across your cheeks as you met his smoldering gaze.
"Better?" he asked, a smug grin playing at the corners of his lips.
You nodded, unable to form coherent words as you basked in the afterglow of his kiss.
"Good boy," he murmured, pressing another kiss to your forehead before pulling away and disappearing into the depths of the penthouse once more.
As you sat there, still reeling from the intensity of the moment, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. Despite his overprotective nature and his tendency to scold you like a wayward child, there was no denying the undeniable spark between you and Lucifer. And as long as he was there to keep you in line (and shower you with kisses), you wouldn't have it any other way.
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arsoniscommited · 1 year
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Being Lucifer's boyfriend who's a detective
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(Gif is not mine)
A/n: I love this man with my whole life and would hand him my soul directly
• hes such a sweetheart to you
• i can imagine him being in denial about liking you
• Linda makes him realize he likes you
• mans avoided you for a good while because he was afraid of scaring you away
• Chloe threathens makes him talk to you
• Ella makes a ship name for you two
• he makes you bully Dan with him
• so scared to show you his devil face mans hands were shaking
• hes super affectionate when he realizes you actually love him for him
• very jealous devil
• petnames include: Darling, Love, Sweatheart
• he acts strong but hes very insecure
• watches you with a big goofy grin on his face when you're working on a case
• Maze becomes your bestie and will be the first to throw hands if Lucifer ever makes you mad
"What did he do this time? You want me to stab him?"
• Linda thinks you're the best person for Lucifer
• to Amenadiel you're basically his brother-in law already
"Hey Luci-"
"I know you're here for him you dont have to act brother"
• tries to keep you away from celestial things and fails miserably
• you and him have made a game where you look around LUX and guess what the sexuality is of the people there
• yall are always right about it 99,99% of the time
• overall power couple
Hes a 11/10 would highly recommend
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ica1 · 2 months
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I have another Lucifer x male reader idea help-
I will elaborate more on it later
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kmfoxtail546 · 26 days
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100 Years Coming
A Lucifer Morningstar x Trans!Male Reader by. KM-Foxtail-546
Chapter Summary: It's your first day at the Hazbin Hotel after being brought in as the receptionist by Alastor as a cover for helping with his wounds. You're exploring the hotel to get to know the layout after Alastor only showed you half of the layout. You're to the opposite of Alastor's Radio Tower when you find an intricately carved door decorated with snakes and apples. And are those... Ducks?
No use of Y/N
You can also read it on my Ao3!
Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Minors Do Not Interact, Lucifer Trauma, Mentions of Depression, Depressive Episodes, Comforting depressive episodes, mentions/descriptions of trauma, mentions/descriptions of emotional abuse, Lilith is mentioned, relationship trauma, trans reader, male reader, male x male romance, cuddling I guess? Lol it's hardly anything compared to what's to come. Unedited
Word Count:1,908 words this chapter
Author's Note: Special thanks to @dragongeeks for Roleplaying with me in the first place and giving me the inspiration to finally write my first fic. Extra note at the end.
Chapter 1: A Door of Snakes and... Ducks?
You sighed slightly as you wrapped up putting your new room together at the hotel. Having already helped Alastor with his bandaging for the night you thought about what you should do. It was relatively late but you were still wide awake, mins buzzing with energy after moving yet again for the 5th time in just 4 months. It was getting tiring but at least this time it was by choice and not by those pricks who keep following and harassing you wherever you settled.
Deciding to step out of your room you adjust your vest and start wandering the halls. Alastor had only shown you half of the layout of the hotel. Seemingly having drawn an invisible line halfway across like some child. Thinking on it for a moment you head towards the areas you hadn't been to familiarize yourself with the rest of the layout. You'd have to know it for your new job as the Hotel's receptionist anyway considering you'd have to show new guests to their rooms.
The energy seems to shift as you cross that invisible threshold that Alastor had seemed to make, shivering slightly as his very essence that had drenched that half of the hotel left you. You pause for a moment before venturing forward, determined on your mission. Most of your exploration is uneventful and it seems to be an exact copy of what you'd been shown.
As you're wrapping up with the uppermost floor of the hotel you come across an intricately carved door. It was stunning with by far some of the finest craftsmanship you'd seen in either life or death. It was decorated with detailed imagery of Snakes and Apples, hints of Eden hidden among an overall circus theme but then you notice something, Is that... Are those DUCKS? Like all over the door there are little rubber ducks hidden among almost every detail.
You snort slightly as that finally seems to tip the edge of your curiosity. You're about to just open the door before you think better of it. Knocking firmly as to make sure you didn't walk in on anyone. There's a yelp and shuffling behind the door along with the muffled crash of what sounded like a squeaky pile. After a couple moments someone seems to rush up to the door and open it. You go speechless, awe-struck as you find yourself face to face with none other than Lucifer Morningstar himself. The Sin of Pride and King of Hell.
Lucifer looks disheveled as if he'd just been interrupted from something. His desk was a mess with several discarded Rubber Ducks. You finally snap out of it when he asks what he can do for you and you sweep yourself into a full bow, suddenly feeling panicked. "I'm so sorry Your Majesty! I didn't mean to interrupt you or anything. I'll leave if you need me to."
Lucifer's eyes widened as he suddenly spoke very quickly. "NO! No no no. It's uh. It's okay. You don't have to leave at all, I wasn't. I wasn't really doing anything at all. And please l, just call me Lucifer." He smiled awkwardly at you and cleared his throat. "A-anyway you don't have to bow like that for me. At least not here at the Hotel. While I'm here I am very simply Charlie's Dad."
You reluctantly stand back up like normal before gasping as you notice the piles upon piles of ducks in the room behind him. Forgetting to think you rush past him inside of the room, stopping to look at each individual rubber duckie. Taking great interest in his collection. "Wow! I've never seen this many unique rubber ducks. I think at all even, let alone all in one place. Do you collect them? Or do you somehow make these yourself?"
Lucifer looked confused at how you took such interest in his ducks. Anyone else he'd run into who saw them(except Charlie obviously) had made fun of them. So he certainly hadn't expected you to observe them so intently. Feeling suspicious he asked "I mean I make them myself. But why do you want to know?"
You could feel his suspicions at the back of your neck, raising your hands in surrender. "I promise I mean nothing bad in it! I actually really like rubber ducks and ducks in general. And all of these are so unique and amazingly creative and well made! I'm honestly really impressed. I don't think I could ever make something like; well to be honest ANY of these."
Lucifer's suspicions faded at your heartfelt response, before utter confusion set in. "You don't. You don't think that they're stupid or childish? I mean it's such a stupid hobby honestly and-"
You turned around and interrupted him the instant he started to speak like that. "What?! God no I LOVE rubber ducks. I mean they're not the most important thing to me but I find them super adorable. And once again I find it really impressive that you can make things like this."
Picking up a duck with a ringleader get up and a baton, you laughed as it waved it's baton and spit confetti out it's mouth. "See? Stuff like this is absolutely amazing. The fact that you can make such amazing things. Isn't that enough to keep doing it?"
You grabbed his hand and put the ringleader duck in it. Closing his hand around it and holding it like that. Smiling gently as you did so. Lucifer stared at where your hands met, before a tear streamed down his face.
He'd been in a depressive episode over these ducks, as well as several other things before you knocked on his door. And now here you were, telling him about how impressive and amazing his ducks really were. He'd expected the typical harsh words everyone else gave him over them, not words of encouragement.
Upon seeing his tears you immediately panicked and rapidly pulled your hands away from his as it re-clicked in your mind just who you were talking to. And you'd just made him cry without even knowing whether you did. "Oh no! I'm so sorry. I. I don't know what I did, I didn't want to make you cry!"
Lucifer tried to catch his breath. "No. No you didn't do anything wrong. This is all me okay? I. I really shouldn't be reacting like this, especially in company. I just. Give me a moment." He was fidgeting with his wedding band again and something seemed to click in your mind.
"You know. Special interests like this are really interesting. I mean I have an odd collection or two. I even keep a collection of certain Hell Times magazines for inspiration with my designs. I really admire the fabric work displayed in them." You pulled him into a tight hug, feeling terrified that you were severely overstepping your boundaries but also having a good feeling that he needed this.
At that simple gesture Lucifer broke down, hugging you back tightly and sobbing into your shoulder as he tried to process your words. You felt startled but carefully lowered the two of you down into a duck bean bag chair on the ground. Holding him as you rubbed his back. Simply sitting there with him speaking comforts to him as he broke down.
Lucifer barely managed to speak after SEVERAL moments, doing so quietly. "Sorry, I haven't had anyone say such things to me since. I don't know since I was just a kid? That was a LONG time ago." That made you confused. "Really? I mean you'd think that Lilith would have said such things to you at least once over all those years. I mean you two have been married since humanity was first even a thing." Lucifer shook his head. "No, I mean most of the things you just said are essentially the opposite. Lilith as well as anyone else always told me that I shouldn't ever focus on these stupid ducks. That they're a waste of time among several other hobbies. I mean if I wasn't doing my duties I'd essentially get yelled at."
You felt concerned. "Lucifer. That's hardly anything but normal. That's actually REALLY bad. Nobody should've been treating you like that. Hobbies like this are important for your mental health. Especially when it comes to eternity."
He teared back up again and simply hugged you as he sobbed all over again. Feeling horrible for breaking down like this, especially someone he'd JUST met and didn't even know the name of. He eventually started to settle down again but this time it was more out of exhaustion than anything else as he yawned.
You smiled at him gently and picked him up, carrying him over to his bed and setting him down. Standing next to him. He didn't raise any complaints, complying with your actions. He did after all feel more than just a little bit exhausted. He was about to conk out as you started walk away. But he grabbed your wrist gently. "... Please don't go. I don't. I don't think I could stand to be alone in my bed right now. I know you already did a lot for me. But I don't think I can sleep without you here right now."
You smirked teasingly. "My my Mr. Morningstar. Are you asking me to bed with you? You haven't so much as asked my name." His eyes went wide in panic as he fumbled over his words, trying to explain that that wasn't what he was insinuating at all. Before blushing as he heard you laugh.
Lucifer huffed slightly. "You're just messing with me! But in all seriousness please? And I suppose I should also ask you what your name is." You told him your name, introducing yourself properly and explaining you were hired on as the new front desk attendant.
You cleared your throat after introducing yourself. "But yeah of course.ni'd be happy to help you out here. If you'd just allow me to remove my vest and dress shirt that would make me a lot more comfortable to spend the night here." Lucifer flushed red and nodded before looking away.
The two of you chatted idly as you got yourself more comfortable before he finally looked back over at you as you settled into the bed next to him. His breath catching as he saw your top surgery scars, reaching towards them lightly before putting his hand back down. Deciding against asking about them. Noticing his interest and curiosity in them you answered a silent question. "Top surgery scars. I was biologically female upon arriving in Hell and had them cut off with Angelic Steele so they wouldn't come back after my first 10 years here."
Lucifer nodded in understanding. "Well, I'm glad that you're more comfortable like that. People are prettier when they're comfortable in their own skin." You flushed bright red and distracted the subject. "You were tired right? Why don't we get some sleep. It'll do you some good."
Lucifer blushed again as he made his next request. "Could. Could I hug you again? It felt nice." You smiled at him gently and pulled him up to you for a cuddling hug as you guys were laid down under his covers. He completely relaxed and fell asleep. You following suit not too long after. Besides, what could a couple of hours hurt anyway?
End of Chapter One
Author's Note: Okay! That was the end of my first chapter of 100 Years Coming. Please tell me what you thought of it in the comments!
@dragongeeks
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loser-monolouge · 3 months
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music and hazbin hotel x male reader fanfics are the only things keeping me sane rn (fanfics with gn! or m! reader recommendations would be very much appreciated)
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marrziy · 4 months
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Ai eu tô ADORANDO escrever isso aqui
E a decoração tá tão bonitinha mds tô virando mestre no picsart/capcut
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thund3rst0rmm · 2 years
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Lucifer Morningstar Incorrect Quotes #1
Lucifer:: "Darling.. what are is that beside you?"
[Reader]:: staring at Lucifer while holding in a laugh "Nothing..?"
Lucifer:: looks at the large hellhound beside them in disbelief "A-are you sure?" he says, pointing at the hellhound with a confused smile
[Reader]:: "Yup!" they hum, petting the hound as they smile at Lucifer while drinking their slushie
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stinkysam · 2 months
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Lucifer Morningstar - No redemption for me.
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Warning : none
Genre : fluff
Synopsis : “May I req Lucifer x Crowley!(from Good Omens) Reader? 👀👀” - anon
Reader : you/yours
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Lucifer was the first to fall. You were second.
But despite sharing the same destiny, you and Lucifer were never really that close. It's only when he was invited at the Hazbin Hotel that he saw you, helping his daughter.
Now, it's true he never really heard about you after your fall so he had no reason to worry.
All he knew is that you worked for hell and would spend a majority of your time on earth to tempt the humans into a life of sin as he was told. So he wondered what you were doing here. It's with caution that he shook your hand.
“Hello.” You flashed him a toothy smile as you shook his hand, your eyes hidden behind your shades. “‘Tis been a while.” You said, continuing on smiling.
“Golly, yeah. Ahah.” He let go of your hand to move his hat a bit. “What have you been up to ?”
“Oh,” You grimaced. “This and that.” You put your hands in your pockets. “More this than that, actually.”
A bit confused by your words, Lucifer stared at you.
“And ‘this’... is ?”
“The hotel !” You exclaimed, putting your hands in the air before placing them back in your pockets.
“I thought you worked for hell ? You know, tempting humans…”
“Oh, yeah… yeah… As much as I can, I guess.” You said more quietly, as if thinking. “Yep… And you, King of Hell ?” You turned to him, smiling once more.
“Oh, uh, I still have words with heaven from time to time.”
“So you're still working with them.”
“For… as much as I can.”
“Same as me !” You exclaimed, chuckling lightly, making Lucifer laugh as well.
“So…” He started, looking away.
“Mh ?” You hummed, raising an eyebrow, your shades sliding slightly down your nose, exposing your yellow irises.
“For someone in charge of the temptations you're doing a rather nice thing.”
“What nice thing ?” You looked at him confused, your face turning serious as you pushed your glasses back up.
“The hotel !” He exclaimed, imitating you with his hands in the hair before lowering them.
“Oh, this isn't ‘nice’ !” You grimaced. “I'm not nice, I don't do nice !”
“Then what is it ? Helping my daughter with her redemption hotel ?” It was his turn to raise an eyebrow, leaning closer.
You grimaced, frowning.
“Why are you helping my daughter, then ? Thinking about redemption and going back up ?”
“Oh, nooo. Me ? An angel again ? No. I'm better off in hell… Kinda.”
“Then why do it ?”
“Bored, mostly. Mainly. Primarily ?”
“And also because deep down you're nice.”
You hissed with a grimace, feeling cornered.
“I see you're a bit of a bastard.” You said, making Lucifer laugh.
“I better get going. Charlie is going to give me a tour of the hotel. Wanna come ?”
“Nah. I already saw it.” You waved him off as you looked toward the bar to get a drink. “Well. See ya.” And with that you were gone. Leaving Lucifer with Charlie and Alastor.
He saw you again during the fight with Adam. You had suggested that everyone should leave the hotel to hide somewhere safe and far away from here but Charlie had refused. Running away was not an option.
So here you were, fighting with Charlie and your mutual friends as you kept yelling swear words and menaces at anyone that would dare attack you or your friends. Then, Lucifer came and quickly ended the fight with Adam, sending the exorcists back to heaven without the first man.
You helped rebuild the hotel, without singing or dancing with the others simply because that song wasn't your jam.
“So, you stayed. To fight.” Lucifer said, walking with you inside the new hotel.
“Well, of course I did, I wasn't… I wasn't gonna let them fight on their own !” You defended yourself, already knowing where it was going.
“It's nice of you.”
“It's not nice. Stop it. I'm not nice.”
Lucifer shrugged as he smiled. He stayed at the hotel till everyone was inside and as peace slowly settled over you all it was time for him to leave.
“Will I ever see you again ?” He asked, hope in his tone.
“Oh, yeah.” You nodded, confidently with a grin.
That's how you two started to be in touch with each other. Each time he would visit the hotel, he would spend time with you. Although you didn't talk much about your time as an angel, Lucifer did.
He liked to talk about your creations, how you helped put the stars in place. He felt strongly about your fall and let you know about it. But you just waved him off. You were glad to not work with heaven anymore with their stricts rules and no questions allowed. They don't even have a suggestion box !
Not that you were better off with hell, but at least you couldn't fall further and they let you do most of the things you wanted to do.
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lazycats-stuff · 2 years
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Lucifer x male reader
Some Lucifer fluff. I love Gwendoline so much it's unbelievable.
Some warnings: kidnapping, injuries, mentions of blood, violence( again reference), soft Lucifer, protective Lucifer, fluff.
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Sitting on the cold floor in the dark, with his hands bound (Y/N) was reflecting. It was the perfect time to do so after all. If not in the dark, wet cell, then when was he going to reflect.
He didn't think that one of the Lucifer's most trusted servants would help out a demon with a grudge. Nobody really thought that somebody would even think about betraying Lucifer, but hey, here we are now.
The servant came up to (Y/N), telling him that Lucifer needs to see him and leading him through the dark corridors. The last thing he felt was a hit to the back of his head and he woke up here. In a dark cell that is located somewhere in Hell. How great.
He recalled the first time he met Lucifer. He was invited to diner and things grew from there. Eventually they became lovers and Lucifer made it absolutely clear, you hurt or disrespect (Y/N) in any way, shape or form, you disrespect Lucifer. He really fell for the former angel.
He smiled to himself in the dark. He wasn't going to lose hope because he knew that Lucifer was going to find him and kill those who did these. And after they have done that, they will leave them as a message to the other demons. It has happened once and it will happen again.
(Y/N) hissed as he tried to adjust himself. The demon was really rough with him. Obviously holding a big grudge against Lucifer. His lip was split, nose was bleeding, the side of his head was also bleeding and not to mention all the other injuries, from bruises to scratches. Lucifer was going to go on a rampage. No question about it.
(Y/N) closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew Lucifer was looking for him. He would simply have to wait.
He opened his eyes to the sound of loud screams. Did he fall asleep? He moved back as far as he could when somebody busted the door open. He close his eyes from the light that poured in.
" (Y/N)! Are you okay? "
The said main smiled at sound of his lover's voice.
" Lucifer... "
Lucifer knelt down and examined (Y/N)'s face. They frowned at blood on his face.
" Let's go back my love. " They gently picked up their injured lover, almost as if they are the ones who are going to hurt him. (Y/N) closed his eyes, knowing that he was safe in the arms of his lover.
( Y/N) woke up in their bed, with bandages wrapped around his head and his injuries treated. He frowned when he didn't see Lucifer next to him. He relaxed once he saw them entering the room, looking mad, but then relaxing when they saw their lover.
" (Y/N)... Are you in and pain my love? " They asked sitting down next to (Y/N) on the bed.
" No. Can you join me? "
" Of course my love. "
Lucifer removed the covers and laid down next to their lover. Lucifer gently embraced him and closed his eyes.
" I love you (Y/N). "
" I love you too. "
Lucifer kissed his head and watched as he fell asleep. Lucifer didn't fall asleep, but instead watched their lover in their arms. They won't allow anything like this to happen again. They will make sure (Y/N) is safe and protected. They will make sure of it. Lucifer gently moved stray strands of hair. With a last kiss to the forehead, Lucifer closed their eyes. (Y/N) moved closer in his sleep and Lucifer tightened their hold. Never again, my love, never again.
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writeshite · 1 year
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Hunger For The Devil
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Summary:
You, hmm, in agreement, “It wouldn’t be if you’d stay in the mornings,” you pout. Lucifer’s tendency to run off at first light was nothing awful; it was more so annoying than insulting. “Don’t you remember our first time? Us.” “Rome.” “The sound of Caeser dying,” you reminisced, “oh, how fun that was.”
Pairings:
Lucifer Morningstar x Male!Reader
Tags:
Beelzebub!Reader | Smut | Sort Of Inspired By Gomez and Morticia Addams
Words: 1554
Author's Note:
A piece requested by @houseofalexo because as we all know Lucifer Morningstar is a gift
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Sometimes, a sin has to leave hell and find other things to do with his immortal life. It doesn’t matter how luxurious your position in hell had been; it won’t cover the boredom that seeps into the infernal world. You hadn’t hated it, but one does grow sick of cold and heat and screams; Earth was much different; live humans were much more entertaining - rather ecstatic for a species with such a short lifespan - you’d been topside for centuries, not quite as long as some others.
“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?” 
Speak of the devil. The restaurant isn’t small by any means; its luxury is evident by the silver carved decor and glimmering chandeliers; if not that, then the clientele was undoubtedly enough indication. Lucifer’s dark suit was well pressed, jacket in hand; he strolled up to your table, familiar grin on his face; he placed his coat on your chair and a peck on your forehead in greeting.
“My Lord Lucifer,” you began, “a pleasant surprise.”
“I’d imagine so,” he says, sitting beside you; he takes your hand, holding it lightly as he gazes at you. “It’s been far too long, Beelzebub.”
You, hmm, in agreement, “It wouldn’t be if you’d stay in the mornings,” you pout. Lucifer’s tendency to run off at first light was nothing awful; it was more so annoying than insulting. “Don’t you remember our first time? Us.”
“Rome," he adds.
“The sound of Caeser dying,” you reminisced, “oh, how fun that was.” You took a bite of the berry and cream crepe dessert; Lucifer wasted no time indulging himself, snagging a piece. You lightly smacked his hand away, “Manners. At least ask first,” you tutted.
“How rude of me,” he takes your chin in his hand and holds it gently, “May I have a taste?” You nod, and he kisses you, his other hand gently holding your face; he angles his body toward you. When he draws back, he licks his lips, a satisfied smile on his face, “Wonderful.” His eyes take on the familiar ruby glint, and he licks his lips; your sin makes him crave more; both of you seem to be driving the other specialty higher as the humans around you turn. That’s not unusual, annoying, if anything else. 
“So then, my precious little devil,” you stroke his hand, fingers laced with his, “do you desire something?” You tease, and he snickers, “Or,” your fingers walk from his hand, along his arm, and to his chest, dragging him even closer by his tie. “Do you hunger for me?”
“Yes,” someone voiced, a fellow customer, opulent suit and multiple rings; he’d been one of the closest to your table and was nearly on his knees. His eyes were wide, and his pupils were blown as he reached out for you; you simply brushed him off, shaking your head.
“Sorry, but I’m looking for something more hellish tonight,” you turn him away. Lucifer draws back your attention, the rest of your dessert is gone, and the cheeky bastard licks his lips, a smug smile on his face. “I was going to eat that,” you protest, “I hope you plan to compensate me.”
“I have dessert!” another voice cuts in as a plate is all but thrown onto your table. Another human has approached your table, cutting in between you and Lucifer; they offer said dessert with a hopeful look, expression more dazed and infatuated than the last man. You turn him away the same, “But, I have what you need!” he insists, pressing forward desperately, “I hunger for you!”
“As delectable as you think you are, I’m not craving mortality today,” you tell him, “now,” your eyes take on an unnatural hue, “run along,” you hiss at the man. He leaves, dejected, and his face cast down. You smooth out your features, returning to appear human, “I do apologize —”
Lucifer dismisses your apologies, leaning close to press a kiss to your cheek, “Think nothing of it; I don’t blame them,” he says, “but all the same, let’s take this elsewhere, shall we?” He flags a server over, and you both stand to leave, rather excited for the night ahead, when you are yet again interrupted.
“Please,” the cry is desperate, and you find yourself wrapped in unfamiliar arms; your combined presence has wrapped the humans further in a haze of their own bliss, their desperation claws at their skins, expressions distraught at the thought of you leaving. “Please don’t go! You can’t leave me!”
You shrug him off as you did the others; unlike the others, however, this human doesn’t slink away in despair; on the contrary, he grabs the nearest delicacy and throws it at you. It’s nothing major, a handful of something, but it does the trick of staining your suit. It hits your shoulder, trails leading down your arm as it falls to the floor, another pelts you again, you dodge the next, and it narrowly misses your face. You dodge a few others, but some do hit the target; Lucifer isn’t spared the barrage either - a few good hits land and leave him equally as enraged - you shirk out a wing to deflect the attacks, knocking a few humans back in the process. 
The food stops coming, as your assailants stand in shock, mouths open, a few make incomprehensible sounds, “What’s the matter? Scared of little old me?” you taunt; they don’t retaliate and resign further when you allow a few more demonic features out. The wiser ones turn tail; the not so wise ones seem to be adamant about challenging you, or rather Lucifer.
“Why does he get to have you?!”
Lucifer looks a tad miffed at that; his face flashes to its actual self for a moment, causing them to step back, a few releasing screams before you stop him from laying a hand on them. “Now, now, dear, don’t be too rash,” you tell him.
The previous question is repeated, far more timidly this time, and you answer, “Why?” you begin, head tilted and eyes taking an unnatural hue, “because I am Beelzebub, and I crave nothing but the very best; you, my sweet little mortals, don’t even come close.” 
They appear deflated and finally turn away; you return your attention to Lucifer, brushing a hand on his suit, “What a waste….” you mumble, brushing the crumbs away. “Our first date in centuries, ruined,” you pout jestingly.
“Perhaps I should make up for that with another, then?” Lucifer muses.
You chuckle, “As long as there’s food involved,” you respond, “if not, there are other things I wouldn’t mind tasting again.” 
“I’ll put that on the dessert menu then; let’s see about that date.”
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You leave the restaurant hand in hand and head to another, one with private booths, “Such a gentleman,” you say when he leads you inside. 
Two meals are ordered, alongside wine and some privacy; you dine leisurely, closely sat together, “We should do this more often,” Lucifer remarks, taking a spoonful of your food.
“Hmm, well, I wouldn’t say no to that,” you reply, “but I may have to return to hell,” you pout.
“Or you could stay here with me,” he offers, threading his fingers with yours, “two infernal lovers,” he pecks beneath your ear, “free from our hellish responsibilities.” His nose trails down to the junction with your shoulder; you tilt your head back with a giddy smile. Open-mouth kisses follow to the tune of your laughter; Lucifer’s hands drift beneath your shirt, caressing the skin of your hip, and your own hands move to his hair, softly tugging at some of the strands. A few yeses slip between the laughter, and Lucifer’s enthusiasm piques further. He lays a series of bites with his kisses, drawing back when the soft noises outside your private booth remind you of your public location. 
You finish your meals quicker now and move your tryst elsewhere - hands tugging at the other’s clothes as you make your way up to his penthouse - the music from his bar grows distant, your focuses zeroing in on each other. No care is given to clothing, a few things tear here and there, but you ignore them as your stumble into the bed together. Lucifer’s kisses return, teeth dragging along your skin, leaving hickeys in his wake. You graze over the wing scars of his back, leaving newer ones alongside them, his own leaving markings on your waist. 
“Someone’s eager,” you mumble, never one to leave you empty; his fingers make quick work inside of you and draws out light moans. Your back arches slightly, a whine in your throat when his fingers leave, soon enough replaced by his cock. You hook your legs around him, back arching further when he begins to thrusts. His own body curves closer to you, holding you close, laughter mixes with groans, and any words said come out barely coherent. His hand moves to your dick and Lucifer’s hand moves faster - you dig your nails into his back when you cum. Lucifer follows much later, adjusting speed to draw out more sounds from you, angling your leg higher to delve deeper inside you. When he cums, you cling close together, and he falls atop you after, the promising smirk on his face for round two.
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End Note:
Look, I would barter my soul for Lucifer. Stay Hydrated.
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ica1 · 2 months
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I have an idea for a Lucifer x Male reader if anyone wants to hear it. I will reblog this post later with further details once I have sorted them out.
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kmfoxtail546 · 20 days
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100 Years Coming Masterlist
A Lucifer Morningstar x TransMale Reader fic by KM-Foxtail-546
Chapter 1: A Door of Snakes and... Ducks? | Complete | Sneak Peak
Chapter 2: The Morning After? | In progress
Chapter 3: Escape Room
Chapter 3.5 NSFW
Chapter 4: Measuring Tape and Candy Apples
Chapter 4.5 NSFW
Chapter 5: Crime Shows and Angst
Chapter 6: Ozzie's | RP is Here
Chapter 7.5 Half NSFW
Chapter 8: Back at Home
Chapter 8.5 Small Moments
Chapter 8.5 NSFW
Chapter 9: Surgery
Chapter 9.5 Hurt/Comfort
Chapter 10: Recovery
Chapter 10.5 Hurt/Comfort
Chapter 10.5 NSFW
Chapter 11: Lilith Returns
Chapter 12: Enter, Adam
Chapter 13: The Fight
Chapter 14: Love, Adam
Chapter 14.5 Light NSFW
Chapter 15: Love, Adam pt.2
Chapter 16: Proposal
Chapter 16.5 NSFW
Chapter 17: Confronting Lilith
Chapter 18: After the Fact
Chapter 19: Wedding
Chapter 19.5 NSFW
Chapter 19.5 Fluff + Hurt/Comfort
Chapter 20: An Eternity After
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