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canyouimaginethatstory · 11 months

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Wrongfully Accused Part 15 (Lucifer X Reader)

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Later that day when you got home you did what you always did when you were upset or angry and needed to channel it. You got out one of your canvases and your best paints. You made yourself a drink and got comfy on the couch as you started to paint. A little while later your phone rang. It was Lucifer. "Hey," you answered. He could pick up on your mood just by your tone.

"That bad huh?" he asked.

"Yep, Sam handled it well but you know Dean," you said.

"how about I pick up dinner for us and we just spend the rest of the night inside," he suggested and you smiled.

"That sounds amazing," you said, "don't forget something sweet,".

"I'd never forget you beautiful," he replied and you couldn't fight the smile that appeared on your face. After you hung up and decided to put your painting away, for now, you went ahead and picked a movie and had two glasses and a bottle of fancy cider ready on the table when Lucifer arrived with Chinese takeout and a chocolate cheesecake.

"Oh nice choices," you said giving him a hello kiss.

"Just let me grab a quick shower and we'll eat beautifully," he said placing the food on the counter in the kitchen.

"Hm, feel like some company for the shower?" you asked with an innocent smile on your face.

"Lead the way gorgeous," he said as you took his hand and headed for the bathroom. After your much needed shower, you two got comfy on the couch and enjoyed dinner. You two were cuddled up watching the movie. "I think since you took a big step today that it's my turn to take one," Lucifer said. You shifted so you can look at him.

"What step are you thinking of taking?" you asked.

"Well you finally faced your brothers and told them about me," he said kissing the back of your hand softly, "so I think I need to finally face my past. I'm gonna go to the book event,". You sit up and took his hands in yours. "I'll be right there with you," you said before giving him a kiss on the cheek. A few days later Lucifer was at work. It had been a busy day. Cars seemed to show up one after another but he didn't mind. He could use the money.

"Shurley!" Bobby called, "Come in my office for a moment!". Lucifer grabbed his grease rag to wipe his hands as he hurried into Bobby's office.

"Yeah Bobby?" he asked leaning against the door frame.

"Why don't go on home for the day?" Bobby suggested. Lucifer was a little confused.

"Why should I go home?" he asked.

"Your father is coming in with a car," he said, "I didn't think you'd want to be around him,".

"I can just hang out in the crew room until he leaves," Lucifer said as there was a knock on the door.

"Hey Bobby," Dean greeted before he spotted Lucifer. Lucifer just looked back.

"I'll go see about the last few cars Bobby," he said as he went to leave.

"Shurley wait," Dean ordered, "we need to talk,".

"We really don't Dean," he said.

"Yes we do," he said anger clear in his tone, "I want you to leave my little sister alone,".

"Nort gonna happen," Lucifer said standing his ground.

"You will leave my little sister alone!" he ordered getting in Lucifer's face, "she can do better than some ex-con loser like you!". Against every fiber of Lucifer's body telling him to fight back he just took a slow breath.

"You know what Bobby?" he said stepping back from Dean with a smile, "I think I will take the rest of the day off. My girlfriend hasn't been feeling well so I should be taking care of her," with that he headed out.

"You just wait you son of a bitch!" Dean said going after him but Bobby stopped him by pushing him back into the office.

"That's enough Dean!" Bobby said making him sit down.

"No Bobby I don't like this!" Dean said running his hand through his hair, "He is not right for her!" "Dean you don't even know them together so you can't really make that call," Bobby pointed out as he leaned against his desk.

"I don't need to know them together!" he said standing up, "I know him and he is not good enough for Y/N!" he stormed out as Bobby just shook his head. You were sound asleep on your couch when the sound of a slamming door woke you up. You looked around but didn't see anyone. You figured maybe it was from Lucifer's apartment so you got up and walked out into the hall. You knocked on the door.

"Babe?" you called, "are you home?" He opened the door and you could tell he was a little upset. "What's wrong?" you asked caressing his cheek.

"You're brother stopped by the shop today," he explained, "got in my face. I walked away so nothing happened,". You sighed.

"I'm sorry," you said, "he can be a jerk,".

"Y/N are you sure you want me to come between you and your family?" he asked. You took his hand and sit down on the couch with him.

"Lucifer, you are not coming between me and my family in any way. If my brother can't accept you that's his issue. I love you, and thats all that matters,". He pulled you into his lap and hugged you close as he kissed your cheek.

"I love you too," he said as he gently rubbed your stomach, "are you feeling any better?".

"Still a little bleh, but yeah a little bit,". He gently swept you up bridal style causing you to giggle a little as he carried you back to your apartment. After making sure you were comfortable on the sofa he headed into the kitchen to make you some soup as you watched TV. The next day when lunchtime rolled around you barged into Sam's office where you knew Dean would be. "We need to talk," you said, "now,".

"Y/N don't start," he said rolling his eyes.

"Don't start!" you crossed your arms, "you started when you got up in Lucifer's face yesterday while he was at work!".

"Really Dean?" Sam shook his head.

"I can't help it!" he said, "Y/N he's bad news,".

"No Dean, you just like almost everyone else in this town are too busy kissing his dad's ass to see beyond what his dad has made him out to be. I'm telling you this one more time. Back off or we will no longer be talking," and with that you stormed out.

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tomatitosub74 · 9 months

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I had some problems drawing. I hurt my eye, my application didn't want to open, no idea seemed good to me ..... it was very tiring and stressful.

But here I am back doing quick drawings so I don't fall behind. I would have liked to do better but here it is with lots of love , Nickifer 💕.had

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plantmom109 · 1 year

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godsprettiestprincess · 1 year

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WHO has the luciferspn canon url btw. That shit is WASTED on an empty blog

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memyselfandi2008-blog · 8 months

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"Throw me in the dirt pit; don't think about the choices that you make." (T)

Pairing(s): Implied/Referenced Jerry Smith/Beth Smith, Rick Sanchez & Jerry Smith

WARNINGS!: Heavy Angst, Emotional Hurt, Hurt No Comfort, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Verbal Abuse

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(A/N): The second half of this was requested by LuciferSPN on AO3.

Summary: Jerry is very tired.

"Loving you is work, Jerry."

Looking back, he often wondered if he was in the wrong. Maybe if he had been kinder, more careful, patient, he wouldn't have resorted to carefully folding and packing all of his belongings into a suitcase that sat on his side of the bed. Then, he realized how stupid that sounded. No matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he put into their relationship, nothing would ever be good enough for Beth, or even the kids, or anyone, really.

Rick had successfully taken one of the few good things about his life, and twisted it into some big, jumbled mess that hated him to his core. He frowned, turning to look at the small picture on his nightstand. The family photo had been taken shortly after Rick had moved in with them, "To celebrate," as Beth put it. He stared at it for several seconds, a lump forming in his throat.

Maybe it was better this way, maybe they were better off without him...

Carefully, he laid the picture face down, a scowl on his lips. No, he told himself. He was better off without them.

"Jerry," Beth called from downstairs, "It's almost dinner time."

He silently wondered if he should bother replying, lips parting to try and form some type of strung together words that qualified as a sentence, but nothing came to him. He closed his suitcase and grabbed his wallet front the nightstand, being sure that he had his bus pass before making his way downstairs.

Jerry paused, just short of the front door, glancing at his family sitting at the kitchen table, distracted by the whimsical tales they had made during their day. Some part of him wanted to give them one last farewell, at the very least, to his kids.

"Don't insult my father. He's the reason our kids are only half-stupid."

"I don't give a fuck what you think, Jerry."

"Because if you move the bar so low, you might actually seem like you're worth a fuck."

"Now, quit fucking up, and let's go."

The words echoed in the back of his head as he shifted his gaze between each of the people he thought cared about him. Despite how often he had rehearsed in the bathroom mirror, he still couldn't speak the words that had been stuck in his throat for the longest time. It shouldn't have been hard for him to say. It was a simple one word sentence, and yet...

Swallowing thickly, blinking back the tears that threatened to slip from his eyes, he opened his mouth to speak, "Goodbye..." was lost in the fit of laughter that filled the kitchen. He shouldn't have expected anything less, just as always. He faded away into obscurity.

Jerry heaved a sigh, turning to the front door and stepping out of the house that had lost all of it's warmth, quietly closing it behind him.

This would be better, he told himself, he would be better.

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He glanced around at the small apartment as he took a seat on the sofa in the living room, hands drumming impatiently on his knee.

The apartment actually looked decent. It was clean, and smelled like lemons—it reminded Rick of how the house would smell after one of Jerry's infamous deep cleans. Of course, it still looked like the apartment of an unemployed, single man. Small TV, single bed tucked off in the corner, barely any decorations occupying the walls—it was, honestly, kinda depressing.

"Tea?" Jerry asked from in the kitchen, already starting up his small kettle.

"Nah, I'm fine," Rick muttered in reply, leaning back in his seat, "This place is fucking depressing," he stated flatly, waiting expectantly for some type of response. As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted—needed Jerry back at the house. It's not like he—he missed him or anything. Jerry leaving without Beth forcing him out just threw a wrench in his plans, and he needed to fix it.

Jerry scoffed at the insult. He would have shot back a rebuttal, but decided to ignore it, "You draw the short end of the stick?" he asked, grabbing a cup from one of the cabinets, "Can't see any other reason why you'd be here," he tried to hide the annoyance in his voice as he dug through one of the drawers, grabbing a box of tea.

"Look, Jerry," Rick sighed, rubbing his tired eyes, "Everyone is still pissed you just left without saying anything—"

"Okay, and?"

"'And?'" Rick echoed, shooting a look, that he would not file under surprise, Jerry's way, "That—that's really all you have to say?"

"I told Beth if she and the kids wanted to come see me, they could," Jerry kept his voice even, calm, as he remembered the phone call he received from her shortly after he left. She had bombarded him with questions, snapping at him for walking out on his family, for being so selfish. He sighed, "I'm not shutting them out of my life," he explained, turning to face Rick, "Some part of me still cares about them, and I don't know what kind of person I'd be if I abandoned my family like that."

"If you care about them so much, then come back to the house," Rick's voice was venomous, an underlying threat behind those words as he stood up from the sofa, glare piercing.

Jerry wouldn't falter. Not this time, not like so many times before. He returned the glare, eyes meeting with Rick's, "No," his voice was stern.

Rick tried to fight off the look of utter fear that tried to form on his face, "What?" he couldn't help the shaky breath that left him. This was bad. Very bad.

"The only reason you want me to go back to that house is because you'll look like a hero," Jerry's gaze was determined, never leaving Rick's as he walked over to the scientist, "Why else would you be here? We both know you don't actually care about me."

The words stung more than they probably should have. His gaze broke from Jerry's, eyes growing softer as he desperately tried to ignore the weight in his gut, "If you weren't going to come back, why'd you invite me in?"

"Because," Jerry's voice was quiet, "I'm not going back to that... life," he bit back the word that wanted to leave his tongue, "But I'm not shutting out my family," he paused for a moment, before adding, "And as much as I hate to admit it, that includes you."

Nothing could ever be easy for him, could it? Rick sighed, shoulders relaxing, "Fine," he turned to leave, already digging for his portal gun. He'd need to try again, need to thing of some other way to convince Jerry to come back.

"Tell Beth I wish her well," Jerry watched as Rick went out the front door, his shoulders unwinding.

Some part of him knew that wouldn't be the last time he'd get a visit from Rick asking him to come back home on Beth's behalf, and some other part of him knew he'd always give the same response to the confrontation. No matter what, he told himself, he wasn't going back to that house. Even if it killed him, even if it was his last resort, he wasn't going back.

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luciferourlightbringer · 2 years

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Happy 57th anniversary Mark Pellegrino!

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sherrywaves · 2 years

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Yow! this kittens got claws!

( click if for whatever god given reason you wanna see it with better quality )

#behold the second worst thing i have ever drawn #sorry this is shit i spent like 3 hours on it before i went to bed #jess!lucifer #spn #luciferspn #catgirl #joans art

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multi-fandom-disaster · 3 years

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*cas and Lucifer having a mind battle inside of one vessel*

Jimmy:

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theboy-devilsminion · 3 years

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“Please don’t forget me”

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scarecrowandmrking · 4 years

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MARK PELLEGRINO LOOKING BEAUTIFUL AS THE GOD OF HEAVEN

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deancasapplepie · 5 years

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Lucifer: I do not go behind peoples back and torture them. I like my enemies to look me in the eye and see the depth of my rage.

Micheal:lie again twinkle toes

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canyouimaginethatstory · 11 months

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Wrongfully Accused Part 14 (Lucifer X Reader)

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Things went smoothly for the next two months. You and Lucifer were happy. He passed every random drug test and visit Billie threw at him. Lucifer got his license renewed. As you predicted Bobby did end up liking him enough to give him his own car to keep and fix up. An old 1985 black Porsche. That's how you knew Bobby considered him a hard worker. He only gave the really good old cars to the employees who did the best and most work. Jessica and Sam were getting more anxious as Jessica just entered her eighth month mark. You were standing in your kitchen. Today was the day you were finally gonna tell your brothers about you and Lucifer. You were especially worried about how Dean would react. You know your oldest brother. It was more than likely not gonna end well. You grabbed a ginger ale from the fridge as Lucifer walked out of the bathroom ready for work. Your stomach always acted up when you were nervous. "You sure you wanna do this?" he asked as he walked over and gently rubbed your back.

"It's time they knew," you told him, "especially if we decide to go to your dad's book thing,". He nodded

"Ok, well call me if you need me," he said kissing your forehead "Bobby will let me go early if he knows you're upset,". You grabbed your bag and keys. Bobby was the only one who knew you were together and though he didn't like it he promised to keep it between you three.

"Have a good day my sexy mechanic," you said giving him a kiss. He softly patted your butt as you left. You got settled in your car and tried to calm your nerves. You hated feeling so nervous. "I can do this" you chanted to yourself as you headed off to the restaurant you decided to meet your brothers at. You decided on a public place so hopefully, your brothers wouldn't make a scene. You pulled up to the restaurant and cut off your engine. "You can do this," you told yourself again. You grabbed your bag and threw your keys in it before getting out of the car. You scanned the parking lot and spotted Dean's Impala so you knew they were already here. You walked in and up to the hostess.

"Can I help you?" she asked

"Yes, I'm looking for a table under the name of Winchester?" you told her.

"Yes, right over here," she said walking you to a corner booth where your brothers waited. She handed you a menu and went back to her podium.

"Hey Y/N," Dean said getting up and hugging you.

"Hey little one," Sam greeted pulling out your chair for you.

"Hey guys," you said sitting down, "have you ordered yet?".

"Not yet," Dean said, "what's this news?". You wanted to tell them but not too soon.

"Later," you told him, "let's just talk for a bit,". So you and your brothers enjoyed your lunch and talked. You listened intently as Dean bragged about taking down a killer who proudly called himself Hitler So now Dean goes around saying he killed Hitler. Which is completely something his goofball self would say. Sam went on about his worries over being a dad soon. You knew he could do it.

"Come on Y/N, we've finished eating," Dean said, "tell us what you need to tell us,". You took a calming breath as your stomach started to feel queasy again.

"Ok, but before I do I want you two to remember I am a smart woman and I am fully grown got it?" you asked and they nodded. "Sam you remember that pin pal project you started for your law class?" you asked. He nodded. "well one of the guys caught my eye," you admitted.

"Y/N did you enter the program?" Sam asked.

"Not exactly," you said.

"What does that mean?" Dean asked confused.

"I snuck a file out of the folder," you admitted, "the guy just caught my attention and we started writing each other and now we're in love,".

"Y/N most of these guys could be dangerous" Sam pointed out.

"He's not," you said.

"Who is he?" Sam asked. This was the moment you knew they'd freak out, but like you told Lucifer you were tired of hiding him. You looked your brother straight in the eye and confidently answered.

"Lucifer Shurley," you said.

"No, absolutely not Y/N," Dean said.

"Dean you are not dad," you pointed out, "and we've been dating for a while and it's been the best relationship I've ever had,".

"He's a criminal Y/N!" Dean said raising his voice causing people to look over at your table. You didn't care.

"No he's not," you said, "He was accused wrongly of a crime,".

"Oh come on Y/N," Dean argued, "did you really fall for whatever sob story he sold you?".

"It's not a sob story!" you spoke a little louder than you meant to, "Lucifer's story has never not once changed Dean,".

"He ripped his own father off Y/N," he pointed out, "stole from his own parent,".

"Oh please Dean," you said, "everyone knows how shady Father Shurley is,".

"He's always done the best for the town," Dean pointed out.

"No Dean he kisses up to the biggest names to keep funding for his lame ass books," you corrected.

"His books aren't that bad," Dean said.

"Seriously Dean?" you asked raising your eyebrow, "have you even read any of them?"

"Well, no," he said, "but people talk about them all the time,".

"Yeah and do the stories sound at all familiar?" you asked.

"What?" he asked confused.

"Like his novel A Fated Hunt. It's literally about dad accidentally killing Jo's dad during a deer hunt,". you pointed out, "and how her mom never fully got over it,". "So he wrote a story matching a real life event doesn't mean anything," Dean said.

"Or the story of Sam's tiny drug use in college," he asked, "which he cheesily titled Demon Blood,".

"I guess that was bad," he agreed.

"And what about his book about you?" you asked.

"Me?" he asked back confused.

"Heart Throb," you said, "he talked about how you were the lady's man of the high school and how you had that daddy scare with Lisa Brady,".

"Oh yeah, I still don't see how he knew about Ben," he admitted.

"He probably paid Lisa to tell him," you pointed out.

"Look it doesn't matter," he said standing up, "he isn't good enough for you Y/N".

"He is beyond good for me Dean!" you said getting up, "You don't have to like it Dean. But you will not big brother your way into breaking us up and you will not tell me who I can and can not date! I love him and he loves me," you grabbed your stuff and hurried out of the restaurant. Dean started to head after you but Sam stopped him.

"Dean, she's right," Sam said, "it's her life,".

"He's an ex con Sam!" he argued.

"I know and yeah I'm worried too, but she's not a little girl anymore,".

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tomatitosub74 · 2 years

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