#but the idea of lilith as lucifer just wouldn't leave my mind and i had to do this
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Feather of Fate🕊️
Lucifer x Seraphim!fem!reader
Soulmate arc
naughty naughty Lucifer
Lucifer thinking about you riding his dick and face
A little bit NSFW mentioned
Snake in Paradise
Chapter 2 < Chapter 3 > Chapter 4
Your mind screamed at you to leave but you couldn’t move. Your whole body was shivering but didn’t even move an inch.
Lucifer could feel how you started to feel uncomfortable.
Ache
He wasn’t going to point it out, but his heart started to ache every second more and harder.
For you everything made sense. The puzzles starts to fit in.
How you feel comfortable around him, how his divine smell that made you weak and crumble to your knees.
How his touch excites you and makes you feel like a fool in love.
He probably doesn’t know that you are his Soulmate. But when this is true, then what is the deal with Lilith?
Where is she anyways? Isn’t she supposed to be on his side, ruling hell together. Why is he all Alone?
The question is easy to answer but you can’t Imagine that she’d just leave him. How can she not want him? Did She cheat on him, and they got a divorce? Or did he do something unforgivable.
Either way you wouldn't let him go.
Lucifer couldn’t take it anymore. This ache.
You were deep in thoughts with a sad expression on your face. which only fueled this ache more.
Ache
his heart ached as he looked at you. He can’t look away, but he wants to. Not wanting to see you in this kind of state.
With a heavy deep breath, he started talking. “Is everything alright?”
Snapping out of your thoughts your gaze shifted from his mark towards his face. Worried laced his pearl white face.
“Yeah, yeah… of course. Everything’s alright.”
That was the worst lie ever.
Lucifer smiled a bit, “You know, it’s okay to feel what you feel. It’s one hundred percent valid. God Y/n, you fell from heaven a couple days ago. Just sit down, relax, and let me take care for you.” He wants that you to have a good time in hell after you recover.
Cute,
That’s what’s running through your mind. Forgetting your worries about the soulmate mark.
Maybe this isn’t all bad.
But one Question was buzzing in your head like a mosquito mid summer.
Where is Lilith and why isn’t she here?
And why does it bother you so much?
…
Sera was in a heating discussing.
The tension was so thick that you couldn’t even cut it with a knife.
Michael's angry gaze didn’t help at all.
“Michael I can explain- I.“ Sera stopped mid-sentence not knowing how and where to start.
Azrael raised his hand, not wanting to hear Sera’s useless apologize.
“You know Sera, you’re in deep shit.” Azrael shifted his paper in his hand to look on this case.
“You didn’t Informed us about the extermination, nor asked for permission. Never thought you wanted to play God, Sera.” Gabriel looked at Sera with zero Emotions.
But his Voice let everyone fall for him. His smooth voice is alluring.
And He knows it.
And he uses it.
Letting everyone fell in this trap of comfort, to trust him with everything.
And then he will use it against you.
Just like he did with his brother.
“It was something what I had to do. They were uprising I-.” Michael let out a loud hmpf, showing Sera that he’s not pleased at all. His head rested on his fist, looking down at Sera.
“Uprising? You’ve got to be kidding me. Sera look, I don’t have time for your bullshit. You want to end up like Lucifer?” the weight of this topic only filled the tension even more than before.
“Or like your own daughter?” Azrael added for her demise. He raised a brow, now finally taking a look at the Seraphim Infront of him.
She felt Embarrassed and bare as if she’s naked.
Laid for them ready on a golden plate for them to be devour.
But the moment they involved you in it, she has to say something.
“Leave my daughter out of this!”
“Wasn’t it your idea to decent her from heaven?” Michael showed the document with your case that led you to fall from heaven into hell, “You’re quite a terrible mother you know.” Michael threw the document infront of Sera and Gabriel glared at Michael for his childish behavior.
“I Apologize for my brothers behavior, but he does speak the truth. Your daughter didn’t deserve That punishment you gave her.” Gabriel looked on your Information Paper.
“Seems that you couldn’t tolerate that she was against you.” Azrael sighed, disappointed in Sera. “You got a pretty daughter, you know.”
Sweat dripped down Sera’s forehead, everything but you. Even after all she's done to you, she still loves you dearly.
“You know father said that she should come back to heaven, and you’ll be thrown into hell Instead. Prove us that you’re still worth residing in heaven.” Gabriel announced, stopping his brother with their blabbering about some fallen Seraphim.
...
In the end of the meeting, they discussed that they give Sera one last chance and get you back somehow.
But the "how" was the unsolved question. And no one has the answer for it.
But for the worst part. Michael seemed very interested in you.
…Time Skip…
Lucifer paced nervous Infront of your room.
He finally told Charlie that he had found a fallen angel in the front yard of his Home.
Since then, you got your own room to live in.
Charlie pressured her father that she wants to see you and show you around.
But knowing how difficult it could be for you, he was nervous. Will you hate him after this? No, right?
He laughed nervously and grabbed his hair lightly.
“Hey Y/n. I know you just fell from heaven, but do you want to meet my daughter!... No that’s not good. Fuck, ehm…” gipping his hair tighter he paced quicker from side to side on the carpet on the floor.
“Luci?” The door creaked open revealing you in your cute, oversized nighty he bought you not long ago.
His heart melted at his new given nickname.
You two kind of grew close these last days.
“What are you doing here this early?” Lucifer's shoulder was now all tense again. Right, he’s not here to eat breakfast with you.
“Hello dearest. I want you to meet the other guest and employees around this place! Get you socialized” He laughed nervously, the look on your face already gave him the answer.
You slammed the door into his face. That was unexpected.
“Okay rude?” Lucifer knew you wouldn’t like the idea of going out but slamming the door into his face. It irked him.
'Fuck' he thought.
Standing Infront of your door kind of dumb folded.
Inside your room you were running around and looking for a decent good-looking outfit.
Squealing like a teenager.
In these last days you were living in hell you began to love this place.
Even though you rarely go out. You still feel uncomfortable in the new area, but it was better than heaven.
Way better.
Very Brutal sometimes but you could live free and in peace.
You can watch Tv and eat Ice cream, not doing anything like annoying paperwork all day.
You rarely watch Tv though because Lucifer hates Tv. Saying it makes people dumb, maybe it’s true but where’s the fun in that.
Finally finding a nice dress, heels and to top it all: over knees! To make it all cute. Smiling at your outfit you nod, and you were ready to go.
You re-opened the door where Lucifer was standing in all his mighty, looking perplexed at your now opened door.
Lucifer was about to leave but in the exact moment you opened the door revealing you in a very very pretty dress.
Lucifer already can’t get enough.
The dress hugged your body perfectly showing your juicy curves that makes him weak and drool on spot.
His cheeks warmed up and he felt his blood going from his head towards his pants.
Oh god have mercy with him.
Coughing in his clawed hand he tried to hide his upcoming arousal.
‘Now is not the perfect timing Lucifer.’
He regained his posture and smiled at you, “You look Amazing, eh- I meant pretty haha, the dress fits you.” He awkwardly laughed hoping that you didn’t catch up with whatever that was.
Fucking Simp.
“Thank you, this dress is indeed very pretty.” You looked at your dress and spun a bit letting the dress move swiftly and smooth around your body.
God, you should stop.
He already has to take a cold shower.
He turned rather fast away from you.
It hurt somehow, wasn’t it attractive enough to him?
The one thing you didn’t know is that he was aroused and all what he wanted is to just claim you right here in your room.
He gestures you to follow him and you let out a frustrated huff.
Following him through the red, white halls down to the main opening.
There was a tall spider like creature standing there and beside him was a tall girl with red circle on her cheeks.
Charlie!
You remember her.
And the aftermath that happened after that meeting.
The memories and flashbacks were harsh, water started well in your eyes.
The scar on your back started to sting, you touched it and massaged it with hope that it would help with the shadow pain.
Looking around for lucifer for support you couldn’t find him.
Lucifer was gone for a couple of seconds to deal with that little problem you caused.
He felt kind of disgusted by himself.
You were so Innocent and sweet and here he was taking a quick cold shower to calm his aroused bulge that grew in his pants.
In the last days he was whipped with you in no time.
Such kind of euphoric he hasn’t felt before, not even from his ex-wife Lilith.
He wanted to drown in this new warm feeling.
Every time he spent time with you, he felt like the happiest man Alife.
He was sure that in his demonic form his tail would wag in happiness like a dog.
He switched off the shower the cold.
When this happens again he won’t survive this.
You were just too pretty, Innocent, and sexy.
He can’t wait to see you milk and cream on his dick.
Hearing you cry out of pleasure while he sucks your pretty pussy dry.
You gripping his horns out of overstimulation and riding his face and dick just to get that high again.
He whines at that thought.
Throwing cold water into his face to get those Images out of his head, “you’re such a pervert.”
Ache
He knew something was wrong. This ache always came when you weren’t okay.
Teleporting himself beside you, he saw you in a panic like state. Alarming him.
“Y/n, did something happen?”
His sudden presence scared you. You let out a small scream alarming everyone in the main hall.
You apologized and glared at Lucifer for scaring you so badly. “We don’t have to-“ do this Today
A loud gasp interrupted Lucifer. Charlie’s eyes were literally sparkling when she saw you. “OMG, You’re the Angel that my father found?!”
She ran to you and gave you a crushing hug.
Lucifer and Vaggie looked at the scene that was unfolding.
Angel dust was eating ice cream and ignored Charlie’s shouting, he was used to it.
Lucifer admit that he felt a sting on his mark, weird. Vaggie’s eye was twitching out of annoyance she didn’t like how close they were.
Letting you go Charlie’s smile was so bright you swear you could get blind because of it.
“I’m so excited to show you around!” She was still holding you tight when she was pulling you around.
“Charlie.” Her father’s serious voice made her stop. She looked at him in surprise of his sudden shift of mood. “Be gentle with her, she’s still new here.” Charlie’s grip loosened and she nods at her father.
She continued to show you around and introduced everyone to you. She was so similar like her father, and it was so sweet.
You could get used to this; this was way better than your life in heaven.
…
Back in the main hall. You sat down on the couch watching Alastor and Lucifer get into a fight.
Angel dust and Husk were talking, and Nifty tried to kill the bugs in the area.
Charlie and Vaggie started to prepare an exercise, so you didn’t saw them near by.
But all the comforting living atmosphere was short lived.
A loud Bang followed with a broken wall and dust all over the place.
You coughed as you breathed in the dust that filled the whole room. Lucifer’s wings appeared on his back and he blew the dust away from the two of you.
Since when was he Infront of you?
“This fucking wall is cursed I tell y’all.” Vaggie nods at Angel Dust sudden outburst. Something was definitely wrong with that wall.
Meanwhile Lucifer growled softly at the danger. He already knows who it was. Someone he hoped he wouldn’t see anymore in his lifetime.
“What are you doing here, Michael?” He growled. His demonic form scratching in the back of his head, wanting to protect his mate from this Man.
“Can’t an older brother visit his younger Brother?”
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Remember when you explained the hierarchy of the heretics? I really love this pyramid. It was made in such a logical way, but seeing this pyramid brought this question to my mind. Is there a hierarchy system (pyramid) of those on the Prototype's side? So, for example, creatures like Catnap and Huggy Wuggy are on the side of the Prototype, if I understand correctly. So do you have a hierarchy system for them?
(Personally, I think Catnap would be at the top of this pyramid. But I would like to hear your opinion more)
yup, i actually had it at the same time that the other one, but i was waiting for someone to ask for it.
Just so you know, all classifications and stuff like that was made by Alba, she like to keep track of everything, incluying the other side of the factory. Since she know the cult has a strongly religious view, she decided to classificate them in a ''religious'' way
1- The prototype ''Lucifer''
''Never had fully she him, but we all know his image is more that our eyes could deal with, forming himself with everything he can found, there's no limit for the creature that call himself the owner of the true. I know his intentions weren't wrong at the beginning, but now... I can't call him my saviour nor my angel, no when he has become blind with pride, just like the one that create us all''
2- First PJ ''Lilith''
''There's a reasons Play.co started to make all experiments genderless, they try to give reproductive organs to a experiments once, and the result was Lilith, a Pug-a-Pillar that only need Poppy serum to survive, but that instead of grown would produce new ''baby pjs'' that came from eggs similar to a kinder surprise. It was a success in the beginning, they thought she was the answer to the financial problem, and the possibility to sell the babies as pets was even in paper, but... she start to morph, the babies start to come out bigger, hunger, and dangerous. She was caged underground without serum in hopes to stop her transformation and the egg production, but after the Hour of Joy the prototype broke a Pipeline and create a source of food for her, making her grown to the point she's now. Yeah, we all get to eat the babies to survive, but the idea of her existence under us is even scary that the own prototype.''
3- Catnap ''Paimon''
''So loyal to his superhero, that he's unable to see all the crimes the prototype has send him to commit in his name. His claws are dirty with children blood, and that something nobody can come back, but... I think there's still someone inside him, someone that Nell also know, but i don't know is theres even a way to reach to that child, a child that is deep sleep in the red smoke''
4- Candy Cat ''Beelzebub''
''The only reason we hadn't a Pug-a-Pillar infestation in the factory, he's so big but at the same time is till able to get into place he's not supposed to be, i guess is a cat ability of sort. He eat everything, no matter what, no matter if is ally or enemy, he just eat. Somehow, he eat a full beam from the playcare construction, said beam broke his skin from his stomach, and still, he's alive. No sure what can kill this beast.''
5- Boxy Boo ''Leviathan''
''The gatekeeper of the prototype's room, he's more intelligent that it show, an actually dangerous predator, he knows how to be really quiet, to the point of make you release that you're fucked when the music box start, but luckily, he's also only like human prey, so is weird to see him attack us. Daddy was a idiot and tried to show off by dare him into a fight, he thought that would impress Mommy and make her interesed in him (she wouldn't, he was too chatty and weepy in her eyes), what a way to make Mommy a ''widow'', but Boxy was a good winner at least, just taking Daddy body and leaving us alone.''.
6-Miss Delight ''Astaroth''
''The only reason she's still alive is 'cause Catnap feel pity for her, and 'cause we found her useful, since she know where are all Play.Co documents, and is full of random information that has help us more that in one ocassion. Her mind is completly gone, but by just giving her a piece of food she become docile. Just for the note, never mention or ask for Barb, 'cause she would speak for hours about her, to the point of force you to speak with Barb and follow the ''conversation'' she affirm the pointy shit is making with you. Nell make the mistake once and was enough to never make him put a foot in the school again, and that was 6 years ago, and Delight keep saying ''where's the doggy coming back? Barb want to resume their talk with some tea'', i can't even tell him without laughing.''
7- The followers
''they're just hungry, and desesperate. The Pjs were born in the cult, and are blindly loyals, while the rest are just broke enough to don't give a fight, they just follow the prototype and hope, pray to be the next sacrifice to stop their misery, to stop the hunger''.
#i take big inspirations in ''aliens Vs predators'' for some things here#poppy playtime#smiling critters arg#ask#nova say
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Fear Of The Known
Lucifer x Fem!Angel!Reader
|Chapter Two|
Warning(s): Heavy Angst, Little Comfort
Y/n could not bare to face Lucifer after that. She knew already what would come of that meeting, and sure enough, Lucifer's ideas were rejected. Even if Y/n wanted to see him, and deep down she really did, Lucifer was never around.
His absences only lead Y/n to believe he had finally met with Lilith, Adam's ex wife. It would only go downhill from now. Chaos was just around the corner. Soon, Heaven would enter an era of disharmony.
Sin was unleashed upon the world, due to Lucifer and Lilith's actions. And for this, the two would be severely punished.
But not before Lucifer was placed on trial.
Y/n would not be there for Lucifer's trial. But that didn't stop the head Seraphim from questioning her beforehand. About an hour before the trail would take place, Sera would call for Y/n, seeking her vision of the future.
Y/n had the worst feeling as she stepped foot into that courtroom. Sera was not the only one present. Even Joel was there.
Y/n felt her stomach drop as Joel's eyes fell onto her. His expression was unreadable, only adding to Y/n's anxiety.
Of course he would be here. He was the overseer of all Heaven's laws, after all. And this case was something Joel would absolutely need to be present for. This case would determine Lucifer's fate, though, Y/n knew what lies in store for him.
Y/n exhaled shakily before stepping to the center of the courtroom. She looked up at Sera as she spoke. "You called for me, Sera?"
"Yes." Sera starts. "I'm sure you're more than aware of Lucifer's transgressions. Which is why I've summoned you here before his trial is to begin." Her eyes pierced Y/n's own, she sighs before speaking again.
"Did you not see this coming? How couldn't you? Heaven is in disarray trying to fix Lucifer's mess. The Earth is now corrupted by sin, and there is no undoing it. How has a future like this slipped your mind?"
Y/n tried keeping her composure. "I did see this potentially happening. My vision of the future is never one straight line. There are millions of possible futures that could occur, and this was one of them unfortunately."
"If that's true." Joel spoke up, catching the room's attention. "Then why didn't you warn us ahead of time? Possibility or not, it would have still been a problem. One we might have taken proper precautions to avoid."
Y/n, still calm, explained. "There are many other possible futures that could have ended up like this one. If this future was prevented, who's to say another wouldn't be similar or exactly like it?"
"You are to say." Sera says sternly. "It is your duty to say what will be. If there is a chance something as disastrous as this could happen, it is up to you to warn us."
"Even if there are thousands of futures like this?" Y/n questions. Why did it feel as if she were the one on trial? Well...She might as well be. She did hide this outcome from everyone after all. They suspected her of lying, and they were right to do so.
"If that's what it takes." Said Sera. "Heaven has never faced anything like this. And with it's population growing, we can not allow for something like this to happen again. The Earth was not spared from corruption. Heaven, most certain will not meet the same fate."
"She's right." Joel nods. "We can't have an event as atrocious as this to ever occurring again. So, Y/n, we highly advise you be more cautious of futures like this from now own. For your sake, and for the sake of Heaven. Understood?"
Y/n inwardly sighed, she nods her head. "Of course. I will not let this happen again."
"Good, that will be all. The trial will begin soon." Joel says to her. And with that, Y/n swiftly takes her leave.
The day had gone from bad to worse, though, Y/n expected as much. She knew that trial would end with Lucifer falling from Heaven. Knowing this, she couldn't bare to be there to witness it happen. She's already seen enough.
For the next few weeks, Y/n would barely leave her home. But that didn't stop the seemingly unending questions about what will come next. The people of Heaven were anxious, and only sought comfort in knowing the future would bring more good than bad.
After that day, Heaven has been on high alert and rules have become far stricter.
The Archangels, Seraphims, and even God himself would do everything in their power to keep something like that from ever happening again.
And with this, would mean Y/n using her gift to view the future more than she had ever before. It was starting to become exhausting. But it was her duty, she could not allow herself to falter.
And she had no one to blame but herself. Had she warned everyone of that future, maybe none of this would have happened.
Today would be another day of questioning, Y/n was drained. And just when she thought she had a moment to relax, there was another knock at her door. She stifled a groan before answering it.
Upon seeing who was on the other side of the door, Y/n immediately straightened her posture and bowed her head respectfully.
"Haha...You uh, don't have to do that."
Didn't she? They were God's right hand! Y/n rose her head and tried to ignore her fast heartbeat. "Hello Galim. Is there something I can assist you with?"
Galim shrugs. "Something like that. I came to ask you if you would visit Michael. He...hasn't been himself since Lucifer's departure. I'm starting to get worried. And I'm not the only one." They say with a sigh. "People are starting to get antsy and I'm trying my best to keep them as calm as possible. Michael is one of the more inspirational angels, and his absence is starting concerning others."
"We've already lost one bright star...we can't afford to loose another." Galim says under their breath.
Y/n nods, guilt started to build in her chest. "But, wait. Why me?" She asks.
"Well, everyone else is still doing damage control. And, Michael called for you himself." Galim answered. Y/n's eyes widened slightly. "He called for me personally?"
Galim nods. "I can take you there, if you'd like." They offer their hand to her. Y/n graciously takes it. "Thank you, Galim."
"Of course." Galim snapped their fingers and in an instant, they were right outside of Michael's home. "Well, I'll be off then. There's much work to be done."
"I'm sorry to have drawn you away from it." Y/n apologized. Galim waves their hand dismissively. "Don't fret. This was an important matter, I'm glad you could help me with."
"Yes, of course." Y/n nods. "Goodbye then." Galim says with a smile before teleporting elsewhere.
Y/n looked up at the doors before her. She inhaled deeply and exhaled before knocking. The doors opened, welcoming her inside. She walked through the foyer before the doors gently came to a close behind her.
"Michael?" She calls out. After a few seconds of silence, she was suddenly enveloped in bright golden smoke. And just like that, she was moved to a different part of the home.
"Hello, Y/n."
Y/n turned to see Michael sitting at a desk, head in one of his hand, while the other held a tiny porcelain duck. He was focused on the small sculpture as he moved it around his finger and thumb.
"Hello, Michael. How are you doing?" Asked Y/n. Michael shrugs. "Better, I guess. Gabriel has been checking on my injury every now and then." Y/n glances at one of Michael's wings. His looked near identical to Lucifer's. His wings weren't the only thing they shared in looks.
The two were practically twins. They only thing that kept people from actually calling them as such, was Michael's height. He was slightly taller than Lucifer. Though, when they were young, they grew at the same rate. It wasn't until Lucifer's late teen years did he stop growing.
Still their faces were a perfect match. Eventually Michael had to start styling his hair differently to keep others from confusing him with Lucifer.
"It's not broken, not anymore." Michael says. "The rest of my body healed quickly."
"I see." Y/n mutters. "Um, you wanted to see me, yes?"
"I did." Michael nods. He sets the small duck down onto the desk, his eyes finally meeting her own. Y/n didn't miss how empty they looked. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Alright." Y/n nods. "What is it?"
"Did you know my brother would fall?" Michael asks, his voice wavered ever so slightly. Y/n's gaze fell to the ground as she answered. "I did."
"And you said nothing?"
Y/n sighed shakily. "I...I told Lucifer."
Michael raised an eyebrow. "You did?"
"I didn't tell him that he would fall. But I did tell him that his plan would not come to fruition. But he wouldn't listen. And...I just didn't want to crush his dreams." Y/n explained, then exhaled. "But I realize how selfish that was now. I won't ever make a mistake like that again."
Michael's eyes fell onto the duck for a moment before focusing on her again. He sighed. "I am no position to judge you for you choice. I can't honestly say I wouldn't do the same."
This surprised Y/n a bit. She looked back up at him, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Lucifer is my brother. Had I known how passionate he was about that dream of his was...I don't think I would have had the heart to tell him it wouldn't work." Michael places his hand on his temple. "But..." A shaky breath leaves Michael.
"I would have preferred to break his heart, rather than draw my sword against him."
Y/n could hear the pain dripping from Michael's words. He wasn’t over the fight he had with his brother, nor his departure. "I'm so sorry, Michael. I know that was hard for you."
"It is my duty to protect the people of Heaven. I just never thought I'd had to protect them from him." Michael says bitterly. He takes a breath. "I am not the only one hurting it seems." His gaze was on Y/n once again.
Y/n fought back the tears that threatened to gather in her eyes. "I would never wished this upon Lucifer. Or anyone."
"You and him were close. He was looking for you in that courtroom, I could tell."
With that, the tears broke through and fell down her face. She brought a hand to her face and turned away from Michael. "I'm sorry." She sniffles.
"It's alri-." Michael starts, but Y/n beats him to it. "It's not! I wanted so badly not to hurt him, I wanted to save him from his fate! But I only hurt him anyway, and I did nothing to stop it! If only I had went to that trial, maybe I could have defended him somehow!" She cries.
"He wanted me there with him at that meeting. And I refused to go all because I was too afraid. I told him his dream couldn't come true. Oh Michael...he looked so betrayed..."
You barely heard Michael approaching you through your weak sobs, until he pulled you into a hug.
"It's not like him and I left on good terms either. I understand. But we could have only done so much. You know how Lucifer is. When he wants to do something, he will do it. Try not to blame yourself, Y/n. If he knew that you were only trying to protect him, he would have understood. And I'm sure he's forgiven you."
Y/n choked out another sob as she hid her face in Michael's chest. She would have given anything to speak with Lucifer one last time. She would have endlessly apologized for failing him. Y/n hated herself for not trying harder to keep him safe.
She would never be the same again, not without Lucifer. Not when knowing she did little to nothing to stop him. And for thousands of years, he would be a constant and painful reminder of how she had failed.
But never again. Y/n was given her gift for a reason. And so, she would dedicate her time into making sure the future would bring nothing but safety and contentment for all in Heaven.
No matter the cost...
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how about some alastor angst (with tears hehehe)?
I've had this idea brewing in my head for ages so you asking gave me a great opportunity to write it
Alastor x Reader
No pronouns used as per
' ' means thinking
Warnings: Ooc alastor, mentions of alastors mother
Angst, fluff
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It was a normal day in the hotel everyone was calm minding their business doing what they had to do apart from alastor and Lucifer. Ofc it was them two out of all the people they was creating drama, you may of overheard their conversation while pretending to read your book Alastor ofc had to bring up Lilith Leaving Lucifer.. So Lucifer snapped back "Oh shut the fuck up you asshole, I bet your mother wouldn't like her son talking shit about people I bet she'd hate you the woman would disown you if she could see how your acting right now" the room went silent the silence was LOUD you looked over to alastor who had strained his grin and his grip on the microphone before disappearing probably to his room. "Lucifer That was so uncalled for!" You shouted at the man breaking the silence "Yea dad. That wasn't nice" Charlie said adding onto your statement Lucifer scoffed and sat down besides you "He got what he deserved talking shit about my wife like that!" He said while fiddling with his ring till you hit him in the shoulder a loud ow came out of Lucifer before you stood up placing your book on the table besides the radio. "Look I'm going to go check on alastor okay?" You began to stride up the stairs heading to alastors bedroom to see if he was okay.
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When you got there you knocked 3 times you put your ear up to the door to hear a loud static sound "Alastor can I come in?" You asked quietly you waited at the door hearing the static sound fade until alastor opened the door with a strained smile "what is it you want dear I am not in the mood right now" he asked trying to sound polite although a hint of annoyance was in his tone "Look al I just wanted to make sure you're okay. Can I come in?" The deer man sighed and clenched his cane harder "Dearest I do not see why you think I aren't okay I'm perfectly fine" he said trying to make you drop the subject as he opened the door wider for you to enter his room "Alastor you aren't okay it's obvious I know how you miss your mother and him saying that was totally uncalled for, I'll get him to apologize later I just want to make sure your okay first if you want we could talk about it? " getting to the point of the reason you was there surprised him 'why did you care so much?' Alastors static rose again before he pulled you into a hug burying his head into your neck you noticed how his ears twisted back to nuzzle into his hair how cute. You patted his back while your one hand ran through his hair combing it with your fingers, you felt your neck get wet. 'Was he crying?' You wiped his cheek with your thumb wiping away the tears on his face you thought to yourself of how much alastor must of trusted you to be that emotional with you. None of you said a word you was both silent the only sound was the static in his voice and the radio playing in the background. You suddenly felt yourself being picked up before being put on a velvet covered bed alastor was still hugging you and he was still smiling "oh dear how long I've wanted to let out my emotions" he said quietly breaking the silence as a small giggle came out of you alastors static rose sounding almost like a purr while u continued to play with his hair the both of your legs entangled as you both dozed off
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Stop that was so cute 😭
*angel dust sneaking into the room to mug you both off before running away laughing ready to blackmail you with the photo the next day*🌚
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7. “I want to believe you, but I don’t know if I can.”
context/idea: Lucifer confesses his love to Adam, but he doesn't believe him, because what if Lucifer just wants to complete the set? What if he's just a place holder, a bed warmer, until Lilith gets back and leaves him again, hurt and humiliated just like back in Eden?
Basically Adam's abandonment issues making him doubt what Lucifer’s saying.
Ahhh good ol' abandonment issues gotta love them for our favorite asshole lol
"Did you hear me? I said I love you." Lucifer repeated himself, Adam was just kind of looking at him with this slightly glazed, deer in the headlights look.
"No I heard you."
"And?"
Adam looked down, Lucifer didn't mean it did he? He glanced down at the king's left hand where the gold band that he wore for his WIFE still was. "I want to believe you, but I don't know if I can."
They had been together for a while now and Adam for the most part had been feeling emotionally invested for the last few months.
They haven't had sex yet. Not because Adam didn't want to, because he really wanted to.
But there was always that doubt in the back of his mind that what they had wasn't real, that he was just a placeholder, a bed warmer until Lilith decided to rear her bitchy head.
Lucifer would surely leave him for her if she were her, leaving him behind again like he did in the garden.
And if Adam gave in? Sleeping with the devil who claimed to love him only to find out he just wanted to complete the set of fucking the original humans? Adam would never emotionally recover. It took him nearly ten thousand years to sort of heal from the first time.
"What do you mean? I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."
Adam glared. "Yeah, and how do I know it's just some manipulation tactic to fuck me!?"
Lucifers eyebrows shot up. Where the hell did that come from? "Taking you out on dates, helping you work through your issues and down right pampering you is a pretty long game to play just for a quick fuck. I do those things because I love you dumbass."
"Then why do you still wear that!?" Adam pointed at the offending ring. "You still love her."
Lucifer looked down at his hand. Huh, he kind of forgot it was there. He removed the ring and tossed it over his shoulder. Fresh start, he could always get a new one when he marries Adam. "Happy?"
Adam blinked, he felt a little foolish now. "Yeah actually."
"Oh Adam." Lucifer started, he pulled the sinner in for a hug. "You're the only duck in my pond."
Adam smiled and held him back.
Maybe it was okay to love.
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Hazbin Hotel Thoughts (Based on what we now know about Lucifer)
HAZBIN HOTEL SPOILERS!!!
Now that we've seen Lucifer and gotten to see how he acts/how bad his depression is and his disgust/disregard for Sinners, it had me thinking about a few things about Hell, the other Deadly Sins and motivations for messing with Earth.
As mentioned by Lute, Lucifer pardoned Charlie and the hellborn from the Extermination when it was being set up, so by the time this happened, Lucifer had already tried to rehabilitate Sinners too but had given up (based on what he said anyway and since it likely took centuries to a thousand years or so for Hell to have enough of a population that Heaven felt threatened by it), so clearly he doesn't want the actual natives to be harmed during the slaughter; this and the fact that Lucifer has the Sinners restricted to Pride indicates to me he does at least care about them and maybe even saw them as less horrible than Sinners since we've seen that they're not wholly evil despite where they're born. (Yes, I know there's a chance Lilith played a big part in the negotiation if he was so disheartened by this point, but Lucifer didn't seem particularly evil or cruel, so him having some compassion for those that are true citizens of Hell that would also be killed without a second thought doesn't seem too hard to believe :/).
But with the fact that Lucifer shows such disdain for Sinners as a whole and even seems to regret them being given free will, it makes me curious as to the fact why would he want Pride to be riddled with more of them by having the Deadly Sins infiltrate Earth more and more? The best I can figure is that since he found himself as the King of Hell and despite his angelic origins, this is his home and kingdom now, so his concern lay with making sure it was as powerful and fortified as possible and just resigned to believing that humans were basically awful and the Deadly Sins' influence wasn't really going to change what was predestined, basically seeing the souls in Heaven as the exception not the rule. :/ I wonder if the Extermination also helps Hell's environment by feeding the planet or whatever with all that energy from the Sinners when they are killed, so there's that potential possible "silver-lining" to having so many die each year. :/ Earth does seem admittedly crucial to some grand plot in the universe, but since Hell only seems to get souls from there, it makes sense so much focus would be spent on it in addition to the stars that affect it.
On a side-note, I'm guessing the more depressed Lucifer got, the less engaged he was with the others and held less and less meetings, maybe even sending Lilith or Charlie in his place. It may have even got to the point after Lilith left that Lucifer was just apathetic about the whole thing and said, "Do what you want. Just keep your rings in order and don't let humanity catch on. I don't care." :/ I also wouldn't be surprised if Charlie even spoke/found comfort with those like Ozzie and Bee more than Lucifer just because they were more open and available to talk. :(
I just don't think he had the Sins and the Goetia focused on Earth out of spite/it being a big middle finger to Heaven, but merely as a recourse to make sure Hell survived since they are after all at Heaven's mercy with how powerful their weapons are. Granted, I'm sure the royals held their own feelings about Heaven and have their own intentions with the whole spreading Hell's influence agenda, (whether they all turn out to be fallen angels or not, which so far they've only mentioned Lucifer is one so that leaves their origins still up in the air), but Lucifer seemed more defeated and scared of Heaven taking what was left from him at this point than needing to prove his ideas were right and that it's purely Heaven that's wrong (even if he did try to defend them in the past mind you). :/
*It's just some things that were rattling around in my brain and I wanted to get them out, especially before we get the season finale that may debunk some or all of this. :)
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Tbh we always talk about the more eldritch side of the obey me cast, but yknow what would be nice? Seeing these old grandpas get so shocked at how humans work now.
I don't really think demons have a proper concept of evolution. Maybe its more of a power up? But they certainly don't evolve like how humans would. It'd be funny to see some of them get shocked to learn that we didn't exactly look like this before. Of course some of em may know before, but other demons who just think of humans as food and nothing more would.
Idk its just funny to see a demon having a whole crisis because how tf did we go from that to that?
Anon not only is this hilarious to think about, especially when you consider the differences between human and demon biologies, but it's absolutely insane to imagine these ancient know-it-alls either just forgetting it or like. completely missing humans evolving. kinda like MC: i know as a human i think my species is kinda important but how do you MISS that?
Brothers: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
so I wrote that. I hope you dont mind.
no cws, but there's a nod to dialuci, which could also be very easily read as a reckless MC making a joke at Lucifer's expense. 5.5k words again, babes.
Evolutionary Biology 101 with Prof. MC
(or: how the demons missed the emergence of Homo sapiens sapiens only for MC to educate them)
Mammon
Mammon was created some time before Cambrian Explosion - though don't ask him what year, no one was keeping track of things like that back then.
The general goings-on of heaven didn't interest him so much, so Lucifer would often give him the more fun, creative projects to occupy his time.
He didn't pay much attention to humans either, not until Beel, Belphie, and Lilith started expressing an interest in them - and by then human development had progressed to the use of tools and currency - completely missing their initial emergence.
"Well this is a waste of time! There's nothin' shiny here at all," complains Mammon.
"You didn't have to come with me," you say, for what feels like the hundredth time.
In hindsight, it probably wasn't the smartest idea ever to bring the Avatar of Greed along with you while you visit the museum. Solomon had wanted you to pick up something from an acquaintance of his, and that acquaintance happened to be one of the research associates tied to the place. Your only saving grace has been the fact this is the Natural History Museum - still full of valuable artifacts, but less immediately obvious or eye catching. You wouldn't know what to do with Mammon in a place like the British Museum.
Or actually. On second thoughts... maybe you should take him there. He'd be right at home.
You leave the demon somewhere in near the entrance with a firm suggestion (though not an order) to stay put. The meeting is short and to the point, and you leave the office with an ancient scroll in hand.
Mammon is not where you left him when you return.
With a sigh, you find yourself a map of museum exhibits, resolving to find him by process of elimination. Maybe he's by some of the valuables displays - early tools, jewelry, and pottery could potentially snag his interest.
Except he's not where you expect him to be at all.
You find Mammon in one of the new exhibits - Roots of Australiana.
"I made that one," he says, pointing. You follow the line his finger makes and you can't help but feel the surge of fond exasperation when your eyes land on the taxidermy creature.
"Are you telling me you made the platypus?"
"Yup, all the handiwork of the Great Mammon!" he says, pride in his voice and the way he puffs out his chest. "Michael hated it but Lucifer loved it."
The affection you feel for this demon is immeasurable. You laugh, grabbing onto his arm and hugging him close, just to see that beautiful red blush take over his features. You don't let yourself be shocked by the fact that apparently Mammon was responsible for the creation of one of the weirdest creatures known to mankind. It makes a startling amount of sense.
You spend the next few hours in just that one exhibit, pointing at different animals and asking about their origins. Mammon doesn't know the answer to all of the questions you ask, but you do get a glimpse into what sort of life he maybe had before the Fall.
"Oh yeah! Jellyfish! Levi wasn't super interested in makin' anything but we all had to contribute something. He got his out of the way real early on too."
"Lucifer says he made the cassowary, but Satan swears up an' down that it was him drivin' at the time."
"Asmo, Beel, an' I worked together on Kangaroos. Or rather - I made kangaroos but Asmo didn't think they were 'cute' enough so he made wallabies. Beel was just a kid back then but he loved 'em so much he wanted to show Belphie and Lilith, so he made Rock-Wallabies. Small enough that he could pick 'em up and carry 'em in his lil' baby hands."
Eventually you get to the end of the exhibit, where there there's a display of recreations of the neolithic pre-human variations of the indigenous peoples. There's even an actual skull just sitting there in the open, beyond the rope boundary. Surprisingly, Mammon has something to say about this too.
"Lucifer, Simeon, an' a few of the other seraphim helped make those. I dunno why it took a bunch of them though considerin' there are none left around today. Too many cooks, I wonder?"
You freeze.
"Mammon," you start, still formulating your thoughts, "do you know what this is?"
He cocks his head, gaze flitting between you and the display. "It's jus' a monkey, isn't it? Not one of the cute ones though."
"No..." you say slowly, only because you yourself are kind of perplexed by this strange gap in his knowledge, "Well. Yes, kind of a monkey. But a monkey that eventually evolved into the human race."
There's a moment of silence as Mammon stares at you.
"You're shittin' me, MC," he finally says.
"I wouldn't lie to you about this," you say, even though you would in any other circumstance. Winding Mammon (or really, any of the brothers) up has become a personal past-time. "That right there is one of the protohumans. Paranthropus boisei if that plaque is to be believed."
Mammon looks so confused and it's hard not to giggle a little at his wide eyes.
But then you see his arm move and -
"Wait, Mammon-"
It's too late. Mammon has already reached inside the exhibit to grab hold of the skull. Alarms start blaring but he ignores it - probably doesn't even register to him. Instead, he's holding up the skull to be level with your own head.
You only just hold back from making an Alas, dear Yorrick joke.
"Nah, I don' see it. Where'd the fangs go? Your teeth so little compared to these chompers." he says, while fiddling with the admittedly ginormous teeth inside the skull.
You pull on his arm to try and get him to drop the skull before anyone sees, but he doesn't budge. "Please, Mammon. I'll tell you if you just put. The skull. Down."
You punctuate each word with more fruitless tugs at his arm, which prompts him to raise it higher to try and get the skull out of your reach. Security has now run into the room, and they're all trying to ask him the same thing - put the skull down and come with them.
Mammon snorts, narrowing his eyes. "Pesky humans," he grumbles, before wrapping his free arm around you.
You're not quite sure what happens next. You think there's a flash of wing, the touch of cool leather, but it's like your brain just doesn't know how to translate what your body is seeing, hearing, and feeling.
When the world starts making sense again, you have to blink a few times to get your eyes adjusted to bright sunlight. You can hear running water, and in front of you a platypus is lounging in the reeds of a small creek.
Mammon is still holding that skull.
"Alright, now that we're alone, you can start explainin' things," he says.
This is just too bizarre. You sigh. So much for getting Solomon's scroll back to him before sundown. Especially now that it seems Mammon has taken you entire continents away.
In for a penny...
"Is listening to me explain evolutionary biology to you really what you want to do now we're alone in the middle of nowhere?"
There's a splashing sound as the skull is thrown into the creek. You can't find it in you to care. Especially not when strong arms wrap around you and everything becomes Mammon.
Leviathan
Leviathan was created some million years before the Triassic era. He grew up at the same time the life in the ocean was starting to grow teeth.
He was the brother to spend the most time on Earth - but not on land. His presence in the deepest depths in the ocean was perhaps one of the reasons for their eventual gargantuan size. And as the creatures grew in response to this threat, Leviathan grew with them.
Really, humans only started being interesting when they learned to tell stories with nuance. His brothers like to joke it was the advent of anime and manga, but really, Levi secretly loved the puppetry of early civilizations too.
But by then, it was too late. He'd spent all that time down in the ocean, only to miss man's precursors crawling from the waves.
You're mentally patting yourself on the back for the absolutely brilliant idea to bring Levi to a human aquarium when he stops suddenly beside you.
It's not the first time that's happened during the day - quite often some scaly creature will attract Levi's attention and he'll be frozen staring at it for a bit. If you didn't know better you'd say he was trying to mentally communicate with the fish. You're happy to listen to his long rants and tangents after about that particular species or maybe a fun story he has about some of his oceanic trips. Normally the shifting blue ambiance of the aquarium lighting makes people look spooky, otherworldy. On Levi, it makes him look alive.
What seems to have stopped him this time is the absolutely enormous jawbone of what the plaque tells you is a Megalodon.
"It was a baby," he sniffs.
You grab onto his hand, pushing down the existential terror that anecdote brings up in you. Whatever this jaw belonged to could swallow you whole without realizing, and that's baby sized?
"There, there. At least it's swimming happily in the fishy afterlife with the rest of its species," you try to console.
"Not all of them," he grumbles sulkily.
That makes you freeze. You're staring up at the fossilized jawbone, contemplating the implications of that comment long enough for Levi to wander off on his own.
"MC," Levi calls to you, though you can't say for sure how much time has passed, "what do they mean by 'all life started in the ocean'?"
Once with Mammon was chance.
Twice with Levi - it can't be coincidence.
Or rather, shouldn't be.
"Exactly what it says," you say rather blithely. You should not have to explain this to beings who were definitely alive back then. "All life, including the reptiles, mammals, and even humans, started off as some variation of sea life."
"Oh, so you have gills? Why didn't you say so MC, I could've taken you taken out to visit Lotan ages ago if I'd known-"
"Levi, I don't have gills," you interrupt. "I have lungs. We've been over this."
He screws up his nose. "Seems like a bit of a downgrade, to me. Think about all the cool things you're missing out on because you don't have gills!"
"Missing?" you ask incredulously, "sure, we're coming back to the giant deep sea life that apparently isn't dead in a sec, but how can you miss all of human evolution?"
He blinks at you slowly.
"It's not like the land creatures were doing anything interesting."
You splutter. "Not doing anything inter- Levi they were evolving into humans. They were fighting and eating each other to distill the dominant species!"
He shrugs.
"Plesiosaurs did that too. If you wanted to see some really vicious fighting, you could always count on the Vampyromorphs."
"I'm sorry the what?"
Levi sighs like you were put on this earth just to test him. In your defense, you kind of were, a little bit. You sling an arm around his shoulders to bring him close. You're in this together, after all.
You don't hide your blush when he confidently puts an arm around your waist in return, hand settling on your hip. He uses it to steer you towards the Squid Tank.
"C'mon MC, your normie side is showing. Vam-pyro-morph. Giant squids with slightly cannibalistic tendencies. Ticklish underneath the tentacles and the teeth," he says, like that explains anything.
Sketched onto the plaque beside the tank is one of the early vampire squid precursors. It's the most terrifying thing you have ever seen.
Speaking of terrifying, that reminds you -
"Levi- hey. Levi, please, what did you mean megalodon aren't extinct-"
Satan & Asmodeus
Asmodeus was created sometime around the late Jurassic era. This was way before the modern variations of the Homo sapiens species, but a few of their precursors were mulling around.
That wasn't to say they were doing anything particularly interesting. Instead, Asmo was more taken with the potential colors of avian feathers. He was trying to campaign for more variation by aggressively making more wild and wonderful plumage.
Satan, perhaps, has the best defense in that he didn't exist as an independent entity until sometime around when humans invented agriculture. He may have had flashes of awareness within Lucifer, but it was very rarely during anything to do with the mortal races.
You, Satan, and Asmo had agreed to study for your next Devildom Law exam together in the House's library. Studying together was normally a thing you and Satan would do anyway, but Asmo had been falling behind somewhat in your last exams, and Lucifer was starting to get snippy about it. You suggested Asmo should join you and Satan, on the basis that the current unit is on human cultural developments, and you can teach by example.
Asmo was especially enthusiastic about that.
Surprisingly, he was a more effective study partner than, say, Mammon. The three of you had been managing to read quietly together for just over an hour. Your hand had drifted unconsciously into Asmo's hair, while Satan let his tail wrap around your ankle.
"I didn't realize humans had multiple forms too!"
Asmo's voice breaks the tranquility of the library, and you look up from your notes. Satan leans over Asmo's shoulder and hums a little in surprise.
You suddenly have a lap full of the Avatar of Lust as Asmo crowds into your space. He's got a book in hand - one on the history and development of human cultures. It's turned to a page on the origins of humanity, and it even contains one of those stereotypical diagrams you'd associate with the progression of evolution - from fish to primate to man.
"What-" you start, but Satan's already latched onto this subject like a cat with its prey.
"It makes sense - your current form is quite dexterous and good for persistance hunting, but it doesn't provide much in terms of raw power," he's saying, and what?
"Though it seems the cranial size and cognitive capacity of your current form is the most advanced - is that to make quick decisions and judgements?"
"You don't have to keep your defenses up with us - surely you know that we'll love you no matter what you look like," Asmo croons, twining your fingers together.
"Don't you trust us, MC?" asks Satan and damn him for being so soft.
"Wait, guys, you don't think..." you start but then trail off. After Mammon and Levi, maybe you shouldn't assume the knowledge of these dumbasses demons.
"Think what, MC?" Satan asks.
You can't help the laugh that escapes you.
"Humans don't have multiple forms, at least that I'm aware of. That's a diagram of human evolution," you explain.
It doesn't seem to clear anything up. They're both still staring at you, waiting.
"Humans didn't always start off with opposable thumbs. In fact, we actually started in the ocean as weak little microbes," you say, wishing you paid more attention in high school bio. "We eventually grew lungs and feet and all the other stuff until we landed on version I am today."
"Oh," says Asmo, and it's actually a bit of a surprise that he's the first of the two to get it.
"Kind of like how Satan started off as a parasitic feeling of righteous anger, then became a ball of miasmic spite before figuring out the whole physical shape thing?"
Or not.
"Hey, I was not a parasite-" Satan scowls but you cut him off before he could get truly worked up.
"No, that's more like human childhood development-" you stop yourself when you see their looks of confusion. Right. Basics. "Anyway. Human evolution happened over millions of years. What you see before you now is the result of thousands of generations combining to produce the most viable, strongest traits for survival."
"Oh!" says Asmo, and not again. "Like dogs!"
You go to refute that too, but then you pause. Technically all the different shapes and sizes dogs come in are the result of generations of selective breeding. Some have survived and some have died off.
"Kind of," you finally settle on.
Satan scowls. "You're not like a dog, MC. You're different to other humans, right?"
You sigh, resolving yourself to an afternoon of explain the theories of evolutionary taxonomy, genetics, and survival of the fittest.
To two of the most powerful beings in existence.
Great. So much for date night.
Beelzebub & Belphegor
Beelzebub and Belphegor (and Lilith) all had a fascination with humans and human cultures.
That doesn't mean they were particularly aware of their origins. After all, they had only been created towards the late Miocene era. They were children as the protohumans were taking their first steps.
To say the twins and Lilith grew up as humanity grew up wouldn't be incorrect. They were somewhat sheltered, though, from the worst of it.
You had promised this would be a quick trip to the university's library. You still have your student access, which grants you document delivery privileges - something both Lucifer and Solomon take advantage of regularly. Normally the library could send you a digital copy of your requested book, chapter, or paper, but in this case you had to go in and pick up a physical copy. Belphie and Beel had offered to accompany you for the trip, and in return you offered to get them a human world lunch - your treat.
However, you weren't banking on encountering one of your more detestable peers. You and he had never gotten along - not even since your undergrad days. He catches sight of you before you could turn and leave, and you were forced into a 'polite' game of catch-up.
The conversation starts and ends with pointed barbs and unwarranted bragging on both sides. Occasionally his eyes will flick towards Beel and Belphie at your back, both impatiently waiting for this to be over like kids waiting for their parent to stop catching up with an old friend in the shopping centre. Unfortunately it all devolves into something just shy of a screaming match when he decides to bring the twins into it, referring to them obliquely - insulting them in that underhanded way that conceited academics fling around their intelligence. There's something frantic about it, though.
He decides to take his leave when you start garnering the attention of other students.
"Right, well, when you're done associating with Neanderthals be sure to give me a call. I need that book once you're done with it."
"I would, but that lead pole stuck up your ass would probably block my call anyway," you sneer as he leaves, determined not to give him the last word.
A strong arm wraps around your waist, stopping you from going after that scholarship stealing prick by keeping you held against Beel's chest.
"I don't get why he made you so mad," grumbles Belphie.
"You mean besides sniping the scholarship and supervisory team I was gunning for during my year away?" you take a deep breath, forcing yourself to calm down. This probably doesn't mean much to them anyway. "He shouldn't have called you that."
"Called us what?" Beel asks, still not letting you go.
You turn in his hold, tilting your head. "He called you Neanderthals. Which is such a childish insu-"
"What's a neanderthal?" asks Belphie, coming up on Beel's other side to lean against you heavily. You're not sure whether it's his inherent laziness or his desire to constantly be close to you, but you appreciate it regardless.
You sigh. By now you've realized that for whatever reason, these ancient entities who predate humanity know nothing about how your species emerged.
You grab both of their hands in your own, tugging at Beel softly to get him to release you. He does, and you walk them towards the display at the entrance of the Anthropology library. There's a large, old diagram in a simple frame that feels incongruous to the ultra-modern aesthetic the rest of the library seems to have.
The picture depicts somewhat of a lineage of human species - with branching taxonomies to show some of the related Homo Sapiens species before your own wiped them out. You point to one of the closest humanoid figures - it's proportions vaguely similar to your own, but the arms and hands are too large, the skull too long.
"That's a neanderthal. They were a possible early prototype of humans," you say, and it's somewhat amusing to see the identical expressions of confusion direct themselves from you to the image.
Beel hums. "I still don't get it. Why did it make you so mad?"
You sigh. "The neanderthals were wiped out by the early Homo sapiens sapiens - my species. Well. Wiped out, bred out, there's still some contention. Supposedly their cognition wasn't advanced as ours, so by using it as an insult, he was calling you stupid, boorish, and outdated."
"I'll show him stupid and boorish," mutters Belphie, his human-looking form flickering slightly around the edges.
And no, as tempting as it is, you probably shouldn't let the demon loose on that human annoyance. You scramble to come up with something to distract Belphie, but all you can really focus on is the flickering.
Hmm.
"Neanderthals weren't the only human-like species people think were wiped out. There's some speculation that humans developed a sense of the uncanny valley because there were other species around that came close to threatening us," you start, tightening your grip on Belphies hand. You re-grab Beel's, now trying to lead them out of the building.
You continue. "Humans have this sense that basically freaks us out when we see something that looks, sounds, and moves like a human, but isn't quite right. It could've also developed as a way to weed out undesirable conditions or illnesses as humanity was evolving."
You can see your words starting to get through to Belphie, and wide eyes blink at you slowly. You can tell Beel is also invested, in the way he's stopped trying to tug you over in the direction of the vending machines.
"But I have another theory."
Belphie is very clearly interested now, but it's Beel who asks "what's your theory?"
"I think that there is another species - one stronger and faster and better at hiding itself - that humans are below in the food chain. All we can do is keep an eye out for them, because we sure as hell aren't going to be able to fight them off."
"I'd fight them for you, MC," says Beel, and he's sweet. But you can also tell that he's realized where you've been leading the conversation.
"What's the point of this all, MC?" asks Belphie and damn it you thought you managed to distract him. His shape is still flickering threateningly.
"I'm talking about demons, Belphie. You guys eat human souls as some kind of tasty snack. Humans can't fight back so we developed an ability to be scared so we could run away. That asshole back there was probably puffing up his feathers because he was terrified of you."
Finally, finally, that seems to appease Belphie. A self-satisfied grin crosses his face, and he leans further into you.
There's a loud growl, breaking the fragile peace. Beel doesn't even bother trying to look embarrassed.
"Yes, we can get food now. C'mere," you say before he can even ask, and begin to drag them anew.
A thrill shoots up your spine when you realize they let you lead them, these apex predators who are designed to consume you.
Lucifer & Diavolo
Unlike his brothers, Lucifer wasn't unobservant throughout prehistoric times. In fact he, Simeon, Michael, and a few other siblings were given the responsibility to push evolution in the right direction.
That final step between Homo Heidelbergensis and Homo Sapiens took its toll on all of them, and so Lucifer gave himself permission to stop giving a fuck about the mortal fleshbags to focus more on his family.
Perhaps this is why he didn't quite have the same curiosity about human culture that his siblings did - it was so much work getting them to that point that all he can think of was the long hours.
Diavolo himself had been born at some point in very early human history but he's always had a fascination with humans and where they came from - compounded when he found out the role Lucifer himself played in their creation.
But that doesn't mean they're both without some gaps in their knowledge (in some very important places)....
"Here, hold this."
This is the only warning you get before the squirming baby is deposited in your arms.
The child belongs to one of your friends from before college - before RAD. Your friend had brought it along for one of your admittedly rare catch-ups because she couldn't find a sitter, sorry! You watch helplessly as she leaves your table to head towards the bathrooms.
You stare at the baby.
It babbles back at you.
"MC?" a familiar voice calls.
You and the baby both look up at the same time with identical dumbfounded expressions.
Approaching your table is two tall figures, both wearing long and expensive looking overcoats. The one in red is grinning sunnily, while his companion in blue is screwing up his nose, making his glasses skew on his face. Diavolo and Lucifer take seats at your table, despite the fact there are plenty of empty places around the cafe.
"Please don't tell me you've picked up a pet, MC," Lucifer says with distaste, "Despite what you may hope, it won't teach my brothers responsibility."
One day you will teach this demon manners. This is not the way to greet someone you run into while they're on holiday.
"It's a baby," you say slowly, dragging out the syllables.
"Ooh a baby what?" Diavolo asks, and surely not.
"Something that's easier to train while young, I would hope?" Lucifer asks.
Well. Yes, but...
You squint at him. He stares back impassively, though you do notice the confusion in the way his eyebrows cock unevenly.
"A human baby!" you say incredulously.
Sure, your time in the Devildom was fraught with cultural misunderstandings, but come on. These are two of the most powerful beings in existence. Lucifer has been around since the beginning of time itself.
Diavolo pushes his face in close to the baby, and then you have to rear back as he turns to study you just as intently. Normally you wouldn't mind, but now is not the time or the place.
"It's so small, and squishy," he says.
"It's the weaker version of a human," Lucifer says, though he doesn't look as confident as his tone would have you believe him to be, "it likely needs more time to coalesce more energy."
"Guys," you say with exasperation, "it's a baby. It grows. Physically! And hopefully: mentally and emotionally. It doesn't shapeshift. It doesn't 'coalesce energy'. It just ages."
They're looking at you doubtfully. You really don't think it's that hard to grasp.
"Besides," you add, "this technically isn't even a human's weakest form."
"They get smaller?" Lucifer asks.
It's the first time you've seen him so freaked out.
"How?" Diavolo asks and no you are not going to explain this to him-
"I'm sorry - who are you?"
Sweet, saving grace. Maybe there really is a god looking down on you.
Your friend has returned. She looks apprehensive, though that may have something to do with the rather large, intimidating, obviously rich men huddling around you and her baby. Oh, right.
Your mind scrambles to come up with a good excuse.
"Oh! This is Luci...us," you start, and immediately panic when you realize you were about to use Lucifer's actual name. The demon in question shoots you a glare, but at this point in your relationship you've become immune.
"And this uh..."
Friend? Boss?
Actually. Fuck it. Time for revenge for almost forcing you to explain the birds and the bees to him. And all the other shit you've been through since waking up in the Devildom.
"This is his husband, Dia. They run the exchange program I told you about - the one I spent a year away for. They're actually thinking of adopting at the moment."
Immediately your friend's face brightens. "Oh?" she asks, "what age were you thinking?"
"Actually-" Lucifer starts, but you're not going to let him derail your Evil Plan™.
"Around the same age as yours," you interrupt.
This lights a fire in your friend's eyes, and immediately she starts her whole tirade anew about the lack of sleep and the burping and all the messes and the lack of sleep and the wonders of small humans forming their own consciousness and opinions and the lack of sleep and- well. Basically everything you had been unwittingly subjected to before you were interrupted by the demons.
Diavolo takes all the unwanted and unwarranted information with an enthusiasm that definitely helps play into the fiction you've set up. Beside him, Lucifer is smiling pleasantly, but when his gaze drifts to you and you meet his eyes -
v̴̥͠ȩ̶̃r̶̟̒t̵͚̍i̵͂ͅg̶̱̏o̶̤͠. you're at the edge of a precipice and you're not going to fall. you're i̷̳͝n̸̦̽s̴͔͐i̶͔͠g̴͉̏n̶̯̏i̵̮͑f̷̻̐ȉ̴̩c̴̛̞a̴̛͇n̴̜͠t̶̩́. it would be so easy to be crushed by this abyss-
you smile back just as congenially. Really. You'd think he'd remember that none of his glares work on you anymore. The baby in your arms squirms and holds its own pudgy little arms up towards the Avatar.
Huh. Interesting. That glare of his doesn't work on the kid either.
You're still forced to sit there politely while your friend rambles on about the wonders of human development and the joys of being a parent for another two hours. It's definitely worth it though - the picture of a small, red, wiggly baby being held at arm's length by the Avatar of Pride is one that will live in your memory for lifetimes to come.
Barbatos
Barbatos doesn't quite know when to attribute his creation to. It's never really mattered.
He wandered the Earth before the Fall, before humans. He watched that first creature crawl itself out of the mud. He watched as it crawled and stood and spoke.
He kept a close eye on this species - especially as they began to show intelligence. They created their own laws and measurements and perceptions of Time, which was cute, if a bit misguided.
In some of the early days, he let some of his true nature slip too close to the surface, and in return he was granted offerings of livestock and. Well. Live humans. Young ones. Too young.
There's warmth somewhere near your cheek as a cup of tea is placed down delicately beside where you had been resting on top of your assignments. You snort and a shiver goes through you as consciousness slowly filters back in.
At least there are worst ways to wake than with Barbatos' soft smile to greet you.
"Thank you," he says.
"For what?" you ask. You're still trying to wake up, and one of your sticky notes frees itself from your face and floats back down to the table you were napping working at. Admittedly, the smell of Barbatos' tea is doing wonders.
"For seeing to the education of my Master and his Lords. It wouldn't do for the future King of Hell and his council to be so ignorant in regards to their human subjects."
No way.
"You set me up," you hiss.
A gloved hand comes down on top of your head, and you put up a small token effort of resistance for a moment but no one can truly hold out against such soft head scratches.
"Perhaps," Barbatos says, and you're immediately reminded of why you associate him with snakes. "But it was a learning experience of your own, was it not?"
Thanks for the ask, Anon! 💛 I hope you don't mind the mess that spawned from it...
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Storm Clouds on a Sunny Day
***Oooooo Teen!MC! Thank you for the request @lovevictoire! Now, although I think I'm technically Gen z??? (I could be a millennial. I have no idea). I have like 0 sense of most pop culture and probably won't be able to write that classic gen z chaotic humour properly, so I'm not going to attempt. What I can do is the hurt/comfort aspect of this which I LOVE! So, let's do this. I hope you enjoy it. ((Oh and before I forget *hugs*))***
Summary: MC has always been a happy positive ray of light that brought joy with them wherever they went; at least that's what the brothers and the other exchange students would tell you. But when they suddenly start getting quiet and begin isolating themselves, everyone is concerned.
TW: descriptions of grief.
In the darkness of the Devildom, you were the sun.
Since arriving in the dark, cruel world of the demons, you had reminded them how to smile, how to laugh, how to love. With you around, it was like the brothers had another sibling again. For the other exchange students, you were a breath of fresh amongst all the horror and despair of the Devildom.
In short, everyone had come to love and be incredibly fond of the teenage human that; which is why they noticed instantly when you weren't acting like yourself.
For starters, you had skipped breakfast, which greatly concerned Beel. The friendly giant had to go up and bring you your food afterwards.
He gently knocked on your door with one hand as he held a plate with way too much food on it in the other. "MC? Are you awake? You missed breakfast."
There was a small curse from the other side before he heard some shuffling. The door cracked open to reveal you wrapped in a bundle of blankets. It wasn't until you looked up that Beel got a good look at your face and his stomach dropped.
Your eyes were tinged red with tear tracks stained onto your cheeks. Your bottom lip was still trembling from the effort of not breaking down into sobs. There was not a trace of the sunshine child that you usually were inside of your stormy sad eyes.
Beel's heart broke as you still attempted to give him a small smile and took the plate from him. "Th-Thanks Beel."
He kept a hand on the door to prevent you from closing it. "MC, are you alright? What happened?"
Your eyes widened a little and you quickly wiped at your cheeks. "I-I'm just not feeling that well. Can...Can you tell Lucifer I'm taking a sick day?"
Beel nodded as concern grew stronger and stronger inside of him. "Of course. Whatever you need."
You weren't actually sick, Beel could tell that much. What you were was heartbroken. Something had reached into your soul and shattered it into pieces. He to ask you what it was. He wanted to reassure you that everything would be okay. But instead, he let you close the door and hurried back to his brothers.
His brothers looked at him skeptically as he arrived, noting the lack of a tiny human alongside him. It was Belphie, however, who noticed the distressed look on Beelzebub's face. "Beel, is everything alright? You look upset."
Beel simply shook his head and looked over to Lucifer. "MC has asked me to tell you that they would like to take a sick day."
Everyone was instantly on their feet in worry.
"Sick? What kind of illness? I can get any medicine they might need and look up the quickest way for them to recover." Satan quickly stated as he began to move towards the kitchen.
Belphie nodded and picked up his pillow. "If they're sick, they'll need rest right? I'll go up there and help them sleep better."
Mammon moved to go with Belphie. "I'll come with ya. They'll feel better with if their favourite's there with them."
Belphie growled and shoved Mammon as Levi spoke up. "I-I mean, I doubt they'd want to spend the entire day with me, but at the very least I can provide them with some movies and games for entertainment. In fact, it might be easier if we just, um, m-move them to my room."
Mammon and Belphie were now snapping at Levi rather than each other.
Asmo scrunched up his nose in disgust and put up his hands. "Yeah, no thanks. I love MC, but I'll leave you guys to handle all the snot and vomit thank you very much. Tell them when they're healthy, I'll give them a spa day, just the two of us."
Lucifer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Boys, Beel hadn't even told us what is wrong with them yet," everyone froze and turned to Beelzebub. Lucifer nodded and gestured for him to continue. "As you were saying, Beel."
Beel shifted uncomfortably at the attention. "Right. So, I don't think they're actually sick."
Lucifer rose an eyebrow at this as an air of defence grew around him. "You think they would lie?"
Beel huffed in annoyance and shook his head. "No. I don't think they would. But when they answered the door, they didn't look sick. They looked like they were grieving," everyone breathed in sharply at the statement, but Beel continued. "They honestly looked like they had been crying since midnight. I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't get any sleep at all last night."
Lucifer frowned and finally made a move towards the door. "I, and I alone, will go speak with them. We don't want to overcrowd them. In the meantime, someone please contact Simeon just in case they truly are sick and Beel misinterpreted it," he ignored the several shouts of protest as he walked to your room.
He knocked softly on the door twice before carefully opening the door. "MC? Beelzebub informed me that you aren't feeling-"
Lucifer cut himself off as he saw you hugging your knees to your chest in bed, sobbing your heart out. He quickly made his way over and sat down beside you, gently placing a hand on your back. "MC, what's the matter? I've never seen you this upset before."
You didn't answer. You merely turned towards him and buried your face in his chest as you clung to his shirt. Lucifer quickly wrapped his arms around you and held you tight.
It was almost as if he could feel your sorrow within the sounds of your cries. The way they shuttered and cracked with every inhale and vibrated with pure agony on every exhale. You were trembling violently in his arms in a way that he hadn't felt since-
Since he held his brothers after Lilith's death.
Realization came to him as he glanced over and noticed the lightly crumped picture of you and another human on your side table. His breath caught in his throat and he held you tighter. "Oh MC," he whispered softly. "I am so sorry."
He held you there, letting your tears stain his shirt without a single care. He held you as your sobs softened into sniffles. He held you as your head lolled to the side and you finally gave in to sleep.
Lucifer had been about to fall asleep himself when he noticed the door open. Simeon, Luke and Solomon stood there with equal expressions of concern.
Luke took one look at your tear-stained face before a flicker of fury and angelic protectiveness flashed across his face. He opened his mouth to shout at Lucifer, but was stopped as a hand came over his mouth.
Solomon looked down at him sternly. "They're sleeping, Luke, and clearly in need of it. You don't want to wake them."
Luke huffed and slapped Solomon's hand away before going over to the bed and climbing in beside you and Lucifer.
Simeon pulled out a bag that clinked and clattered from the vials within it. "Satan had said that there was a possibility MC was ill?"
Lucifer sighed and continued to rub circles into your back while Luke gently dried your face with a handkerchief. "Unfortunately it seems the only illness they have is a broken heart." He nodded to the picture on the nightstand. "They appear to have lost someone. Today must be an anniversary of some sort that reminded them of it."
Both Solomon and Simeon's faces softened at the explanation. Simeon put the bag away. "I'm afraid I don't have anything that can help with that."
Solomon nodded. "It's a feeling I believe we are all familiar with," he stood in silent thought before snapping his fingers and grinning. "I know what will cheer them up! Some soup! It most certainly cheers me up whenever I'm upset. I'll go make them a pot right away," he smiled proudly as he left the room, missing the look of horror on everyone else's face.
"Oh my," Simeon began, "I better go supervise and make sure he doesn't accidentally poison them. Luke, do you wish to come?"
He shook his head and hugged you. "I'm not leaving them."
Simeon smiled fondly and glanced up to Lucifer who shrugged. "So long as he doesn't mind being the presence of a demon, I suppose he can stay."
Luke grumbled and continued looking at your hand as he held his up to it and compared sizes. "If they were able to fall asleep around you and you were able to comfort them...maybe you're not so bad."
Simeon raised an eyebrow in shock and laughed a little. "Well there you have it," he looked back to Lucifer. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything."
He nodded and watched the older angel leave.
@thegrimgrinningghost
Although the day was a rough one for you, there was not a second where you felt alone. There was always someone to hold you, to listen to you, and comfort you when you needed it most.
On days when sadness and despair threatened to cloud over the Devildom's only source of sunshine, the lords of the Devildom and your friends would be there to keep you warm until the sun could shine again.
***I hope you enjoyed this cute little comfort fic! Thanks again for the request @lovevictoire!***
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I don't have much to say about the rest of the S3 lessons, but I do have things to say about S4 of Obey Me.
Personally, I think that S4 should focus primarily on the angels (Simeon, Luke, Michael, Raphael, etc.), feature the side characters (Solomon, Barbatos, Diavolo), possibly introduce Solomon's first apprentice and maybe in Hard Mode you can check up on the brothers (you should know who the HOL brothers are).
I have a few reasons for this (in no real order :):
Reading the lesson summaries that you (and others) have provided, it seems like Mike and Raph- along with the Celestial Realm- will be important this season. So, wouldn't be a waste not to show them off?
The side characters need development. This is a perfect opportunity for some.
Simeon and Luke were standing for a longer period than the brothers, so it would make sense for them to show up again.
Simeon was talking to some angel (probably Raphael) at the end of S3. The game should obviously expand on that.
*Diavolo runs a hotel chain in the Human World, so it would make sense to see him again. And because Barbatos follows right behind him...
Solomon's first apprentice needs to be explored. What happened between them?
*The brothers should take a back seat in this season, since they're always there. No offense to them, but I need a break.
New character interactions is would be fun. To me, the best character interaction would be between Dia & Mike. Would they hate each other because of Lucifer? Would they get along? These are the questions that keep me up at night.
It could show off/expand upon the Celestial Realm, a chance for more lore and theories.
It could finally give insight into Simeon's past- which is always a good thing. (Same for everyone else.)
Now that the list is out of the way, here are some miscellaneous things that I couldn't fit on the list (also an clarification for 5 & 7. They explanations will also have an asterix at the beginning of them:):
*I don't expect Diavolo and Barbatos to show up that often, but I think that they should appear in at least 1-2 chapters.
*I also don't mind the brothers showing up, but I am worried that if they appear prominently, they might over take the season.
I kinda want the Lillith plotline/point to come back. I definitely wish it was executed better, but I do want to see the reaction from the angels (Mike and Raph basically).
I hope Solomon's apprentice was a girl. There's just too many guys here, we need a little diversity.
I would hate it if they didn't give us character designs for Michael and Raphael, though I would find it funny.
Well, I think I'm done for now. Do you agree, disagree? Do you like the color coding, should I keep doing it? Basically, I just want your thoughts on this.
Goodbye for now,
Lesson 42 Anon
Hii!!! I basically agree with everything you just said but I'll go into more detail on it with your points:
- I do 100% believe S4 should be a new character/angel focused season. I think I said so in the lesson 60 summary too that it'd make sense and be interesting to meet the angels and get their side of the story without the brothers' interference (the angels give me HEAVY morally grey characters who think they're wholly in the right vibes and I love it) + there's still a lot of Simeon and Solomon backstory to explore!
- The way S3 ended and how much of it was anyway about the angels I definitely think S4 will expand on it and introduce them
- And I think it'll possibly start right after S3 ends? I mean Raphael's here now and Solomon wants to start properly training MC so why not. And there's no other reason to leave Simeon and Luke behind than to start it up with them in the centre
- ALSO!!! ANDISJSHSKS "RAPH" given what they've showed of him he seems like the type of person to take HEAVY offense to that
- S3 did end with Raphael. Simeon called him by name.
- As much as I do want to see more Diavolo and find out more about his and more importantly Barbatos' backstories I don't think they'll turn up much? Or at least not until the last few lessons cause he left saying he had important personal issues to take care of back in the devildom
- I genuinely thought they would be shown in S3 after Solomon mentioned them and yeah damn I wanna know more about them. Also I just saw the Solomon UR+ animation card from months ago today - I definitely want to know whose grave he was leaving flowers at
- As much as I want an angel focused season the amount of withdrawal I'd go through without the brothers is insane. I'm heavily invested in them but at least for now their arcs are at a place that can be paused - they all got together to help Beel, a lot of Satan & Lucifer's + Belphie & Diavolo's issues have been resolved. I do want to know more about Lucifer's fear though and how he met the rest of the brothers (since they already told us Beel's story)
- With what they've said I kinda see Michael & Raphael being parallels to Diavolo & Lucifer, respectively. The somewhat childish boss and the long suffering right hand. I can see Diavolo wanting to like Michael purely because he wants to make proper peace with the Celestial Realm but also being somewhat internally pissed with him given how protective Diavolo is of the brothers and I can see Michael being sweet and friendly in return despite the fact that given everything Michael has said about demons, even in current times, he would probably be looking down on Diavolo for being 'wicked' and 'evil'. Basically I imagine them having the same kinda passive-aggressively polite relationship that Diavolo and Simeon had in S2 but somehow even less friendly
- Yes!!! Like I said the Celestial Realm gives heavy morally grey vibes and I want that to be explored more. I also need Luke's realisation that the Celestial Realm isn't always right to continue
- I have SO many Lilith HCs and I desperately need them to talk about her more. Like I understand why she's a sore topic and that Lucifer never even told them about her room in the HoL depite the fact that they've probably lived there for thousands of years and she does get brought up a bit in Belphie's fear but I need more. I also want them to explore why Belphie was so insistent with blaming the humans for Lilith's death when it was the angels that killed her, I gave my theories behind it in one of the summaries but I really need more solid answers
- I've always wanted more girls (or any girls really) and the way I was disappointed that we never got to see Lilith (I mean I understand that some players would HC her to look like their MC even though she died thousands of years before MC and they probably wouldn't share a resemblance but still) but I never considered Solomon's apprentice was a girl and I dunno why.. OKAY BUT CONSIDER GIRLS AS NEW LIS!!!!!
- I definitely think they would, it would make no sense if they didn't after how much they were hyped up and I might actually scream if they don't get designs. That being said I have very clear ideas of them in my head and I'm gonna hate having to part with them
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I am meant to be studying but I am currently unable to lmao, so you get more prompts!!
37. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be that person for you.”
49. “Give me a week. A week, and I’ll be back to normal. A week, and I’ll… I’ll be over you. Just a week and you’ll have the old me back. It’s that easy, I promise.”
Thoughts/ideas: Adam feels himself falling for Lucifer, and gets progressively more obsessed with him. He hates himself for it, and when Lucifer confronts him about him acting weird, he promises he'll stop, that he just needs to get over it so they can go back to being frenemies! Luci of course tries to stop that from happening, because he loves how much Adam loves him (and loves him back).
I know I always give the angst to Adam, but I can't help it! He's my favourite and I must torture him!
Indigo :P
Oou interesting!
Adam didn't know when he started practically stalking Lucifer around the fucking hotel, but he had.
He was listening for his footsteps, when they sat together he would be sure to sit right beside him. He hung off his every word and soaked it up like a sponge.
This behaviour was even freaking Adam out, he knew he liked Lucifer but he didn't think he'd become so obsessed with the king.
It also apparently didn't go unnoticed.
Today Lucifer needed to get to the bottom of what was going on with Adam. Don't get him wrong, he enjoyed the attention. But this was so out of character he had to ask. "Tell me what's going on with you."
"What do you mean?" Adam tried to play dumb. He didn't want his new found feelings to ruin the weird 'friendship' they had. Frenemies was more accurate.
"You've been acting weird lately, what is it?"
"Nothing! Mind your own business." Adam tried to leave but Lucifer wouldn't let him, blocking the way. Adam sighed, well fuck. "Just, fuck I don't know how to say it." His face felt warm. He hadn't felt this way about someone since Eve.
"It's okay, take your time." They had time.
Adam fidgeted where he stood. "Give me a week. A week and I'll be back to normal, okay? A week and I'll..... I'll be over you." That last part came out just above a whisper. "One week and you'll have the old me back. It's that easy I promise."
Lucifer only looked at him. Over him? Did that mean.... Did he have feelings too? Lucifer has been in love with Adam since Eden, it was a hard choice between him and Lilith one he regrets to this day. Charlie was the only good that came from that relationship. "Adam do you have feelings for me?" Might as well be blunt.
Adam flinched shrinking in on himself. Was he that obvious? He didn't answer, couldn't. It would hurt too much. "Not like it matters."
"Of course it does."
"It didn't matter then."
Oh. Lucifer swallowed he had to be careful. "I'm sorry I couldn't be that person for you back then. In the garden when you needed me most. It was a dick move." Lucifer took Adams hands. Adam looked at him with apprehension. "I can be that person now. The person you deserve. Have always deserved."
"If this is a trick I'll fucking kill you."
"No tricks here! I mean it Adam, I want to give us a chance. Like I should have from the beginning." He rubbed his thumb over the top of Adams hand.
"Maybe. It'll take a bit."
"Rome wasn't built in a day."
Adam smiled. Yeah, maybe it would be okay.
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