Till The End Of Time

Till the end of time

Characters: Lucifer, gn!Mc (lovers)

Notes: Reincarnation, Mc is turned to a demon, some mentions of death, being brought to life and blood. Short work.

Pt2 to All the time we have together

Here you are again darling, just as you were when I first met you. Brilliant and beautiful, just as you were when I lost you, though I am not blind to the bold differences.

Horns of black ichor twist and curl around your head, dark wings on your back, offering warmth to my weeping brothers.

They're all so glad you're back.

We all are.

I do not know how but it's best not to question it, at least for now, all I want is to hold you like I once did.

Maybe now I don't have to let you go.

I can cling to you for an eternity without the fear of you leaving me again.

Your skin is warm, your eyes shine with life, your lungs breathe once again, your lips gently caress mine as you pull me into the sweetest kiss.

I do not know why you're back.

Perhpas once, father did something right.

Perhaps it was the young prince who brought you back to us, filled your veins with blood once more.

I don't know the answer, but it doesn't matter as long as you stay here with me till the end of time.

Anyways, one of many spots I want to visit while in Japan

the opposing argument is that “no one uses American food as an aesthetic!” and they’ll film sarcastic tiktoks of them at Walmart posing with “American” grocery items to make a point, but Japan LOVES the 50s Americana aesthetic, they literally do that themselves already 😭😭

I write this now for Mammon and Lucifer. And yes I am a freelance writer and I am writing a Christmas related request in the middle of summer because I can do that. This is part 2/3 @teachillvibes

This is before you start a "relationship" with them

YANDERE LUCIFER

You can be sure that Lucifer’s gift to you is something wonderful.

Something that will make you instantly forget all the other gifts you have received.

( His brothers often hear about it )

A gift is something expensive and the kind of thing you’ve wanted for a long time

But it’s certainly not the only gift.

Once you get what you want Lucifer will give you the kind of things he wants you to use.

That is, compatible clothes with his clothes, expensive jewelry and underwear.

He requires you to use the gifts he gives often.

Every time you do so, Lucifer feels very proud.

This is a wordless hint to other demons that you belong to him.

The only gift Lucifer wants is to "sleep" with him wearing the underwear he gave you.

( Since this is not an Nsfw blog I will leave the rest to your imagination )

YANDERE MAMMON

Mammon has bought you many small gifts.

He thinks that the more gifts the happier you are.

(So ​​we're talking about 35 gift packages)

You spend a great deal of time opening gifts.

And of course Mammon sits next to you and wants to know right away if you liked your gift.

Whenever you say yes Mammon is happy and hugs you.

No one knows where he got the money for the gifts but you may find that quickly all the gifts that are not from Mammon disappear.

You will never find them...

Mammon would like a Christmas present for you to spend the rest of your life with just him.

It's not too much of a demand is it?

The saga continues...

I'm not okay

love Dad!Lucifer can you do a Pt 3 please

Did You See The Lions (Dad!Lucifer Pt 3)

Part 1 | Part 2 Word Count : 2.5K Warnings : pregnancy; maternity; children; babies; violence; dad!fic; angst

The door to your room was thrown open and his heart sank when he saw your bed empty, the sheets tossed aside carelessly and dropped to the floor. Not only was your bed empty, but your son's crib was the exact same way. Beel walked over, his entire body was trembling with rage as he felt the warmth of your body that still lingered on the sheets. Lucifer knew exactly what he was doing when he called him down, he was keeping the two of you apart so he could take you away, so he could take the baby away. He rarely ever lost his temper, he knew the damage that he could do, so he tried to keep his temper under control whenever he could, but it seemed impossible to do that now. He stormed back down the stairs, practically ripping the door to Lucifer’s office off the hinges, already in his demon form. “Where are they?” Beel growled, his veins in his hands popping out from how tightly he had been clenching his fists. He didn’t just want to fight Lucifer, he wanted to rip him apart, tear him limb from limb. Lucifer only laughed though, placing his phone to the side as he looked up at his little brother. “It’s not funny… Tell me where they are!” He shouted, and while most of the other brother’s would be shocked to hear him this way, Lucifer had been ready for it, expecting it, even hoping for it. “Is it not?” He laughed again, leaning back in his chair as if his brother weren’t on the verge of lunging at him right now. He knew that Beel wouldn’t though, not until he found out where you and the baby were, and even then, he wouldn’t be able to do anything because Lucifer was the only one who could take him back to you. “You think I’d actually let you keep your little ready made family when they’re rightfully mine? Surely you don’t take me as a fool, Beelzebub.” His words only had Beel growling loudly, his teeth barred as watched the oldest who looked way too smug about this entire thing. “Oh, calm down. I think what you need is some time apart. You won’t miss much… or maybe you’ll miss the whole thing… I’m not very sure. Tell me though, why are you so angry?” Lucifer knew exactly why Beel was angry, he just wanted to hear it from his brother's own lips. He had felt it when you came in to give him that ridiculous birthday card, he could see it in the small glow that was starting to show, a glow that he remembers all too well from a year ago. “You didn’t want them.” Beel hissed, taking a step forward. “You don’t get to decide a year later that you do. It’s not fair to them.” It’s not fair to him either, but this wasn’t just about him, this was about everyone involved. “On the contrary, I do get to decide. That’s my family, and just because you decided to fill her womb with your own little… mutt… that doesn’t mean that you get to have her, or my son. She was, and always will be mine first and foremost.” Lucifer sneered, drumming his fingers on his desk as Beel reached his breaking point. Beel charged at the desk, throwing it to the side as he grabbed Lucifer by the throat, lifting him up in the air. Lucifer never changed though, he kept that same smug smile, knowing that he had the upper hand. “What are you going to do? Kill me? You’ll never see her, my son, or your own child if you do that… and you know it.” Those words had Beel dropping Lucifer to the floor, taking a step back. He needed to see you, he needed to bring you back, and Lucifer was the only one who knew where you were… Lucifer and the demon that he had take you and the baby away. “Don’t… Don’t ever call my child a mutt…” His nostrils flared, his fingers twitching, aching the wrap around Lucifer’s throat for insulting his own child, for everything that he did. “Where are they? Tell me now.”

You woke up in your bed, your old bed, in your old room. Your son was laid in your arms, still sleeping peacefully nestled against your chest. You didn’t remember anyone coming into your room in the Devildom, and honestly, the last thing you remembered from being down there was trying to stop Beel from going to Lucifer. “Beel…” You whispered his name, carefully pulling your arm from underneath your son’s head and sitting up, looking around your room for any sign that would indicate that he was here with you, but deep down you knew he wasn’t. Your emotions were running high, rushing through you as you tried to figure out what to do. Was there anything that you could do? There was no way that you’d be able to get back down to the Devildom by yourself, you didn’t have the power to do it, you only knew of two or three demons who were capable of doing it. You had to try to stay calm, for the sake of your son, and for the health of Beel’s child that you were now carrying. “Mama?” Your son’s voice almost had you on the verge of tears though. He didn’t know what was going on, and when you looked down at him you saw just how confused he really was. He looked around the room, his little eyebrows knitted together as he tried to understand where he was, but everything was so unfamiliar, it even felt that way to you. “I know…” You whispered, pulling him up onto your lap and cradling him against your chest with one hand as you reached into your pocket. It was empty, you didn’t even have your phone to try to text Beel to let him know that you and your son were okay, and you could only imagine how worried he was. You couldn’t think too hard about it, you had to try to smile, make things seem as normal as possible for your son. You didn’t want him to worry. “It’s alright. How about some breakfast for my little guy, huh?” The nickname had your son’s eyes lighting up as he squirmed and struggled to get out of your arms, climbing out of your bed and looking around the room. “Dada? Where Dada, Mama?” He turned to look at you, his bottom lip jutted out when he couldn’t find him. It broke your heart to see him like this, but it angered you so much more. Lucifer was heartless and cold. He didn’t give a damn about your son. Everything that he did was for himself, that’s how he always was and how he always will be. You quickly got out of your bed, scooping your son up in your arms and holding him tight against you to try to calm him. “Ahh, you know… Mama wanted to take you back to her house. We can go to the zoo… see the lions. You wanna see the lions?” Thankfully for you, your son's attention span wasn’t great yet, so the single mention of actually seeing a lion had his mind off of Beel, at least for the moment. He nodded enthusiastically, clapping his hands together as you walked him out of your room. You had to hold it together and just hope that Beel would figure something out soon.

He hadn’t thought of anything though, he was at a loss. Lucifer wouldn’t send him to you willingly, he knew that much. Diavolo wouldn’t send him to you without checking in with Lucifer first, so there was no hope there either. He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t know who to go to. Barbatos wouldn’t go against the wishes of his Lord, so even bothering to ask the Butler was a waste of time. “You could always tie him up and torture him until he gives in.” Belphie suggested, mumbling against his pillow as Beel paced the attic. He didn’t want to actually hurt his oldest brother though, he wasn’t like that. “No… I just need to find a way to get her and the baby back here.” Beel said, finally falling forward onto the edge of the bed. “Or maybe… maybe I can stay up there with her. Lucifer wouldn’t be able to do anything then.” He perked up at the idea of it, smiling up to Belphie who was already shaking his head. “That’s ridiculous, Beel. First off, the kid is half demon, and not to mention how dangerous it’ll be for her to deliver your half demon kid in the human realm. She could die. Her and those kids need to be back here, and you need to handle Lucifer.” He dropped his face back into the pillow, pushing Beel off the bed with his feet. “So go handle it.” Beel knew that Belphie was right, there was no way it would work out. He needed to get you back, back home with him, where you and the kids belonged. Lucifer stood in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee as if nothing had happened. He knew that Beel was there, he could sense the anger and irritation radiating off of his brother, but it didn’t bother him, it didn’t faze him at all. “Beelzebub. Would you like a cup of coffee?” He asked nonchalantly, holding up the pot as he finally turned to look at him. Beel walked over, grabbing the pot from his brother and sliding it back into the base before leaning against the counter, cornering Lucifer where he stood. “I want you to bring them back. They need to come back.” He was trying to stay calm, he was doing his best, but even being around Lucifer had his nerves on end. “She can’t be up there… Neither can your son.” Lucifer’s eyes narrowed at the way Beel said it, finally pushing his brother back. “You don’t know what’s good for my son.” Lucifer spit the words as he stood tall enough to meet the eyes of Beel, his breath was hot and heavy against his brother's face, not even trying to control his anger. “I’ve had quite enough of you parading around with my child and the mother of my child as if they’re your own. Then you have the nerve to come at me about keeping them away from a thief like you. It’d be comical if I wasn’t the one dealing with it.” He continued to push Beel back, not caring anymore how pissed off Beel was getting. “I have every right to keep my child away from you, and I don’t care that she’s carrying your spawn, I could easily have that taken care of as well. They’re not yours.” He moved to brush past his brother, but at this point Beel had practically blacked out with rage, grabbing Lucifer by the throat and throwing him down on the kitchen counter, pinning him down as he towered over his older brother. “You won’t touch her… You won’t go anywhere near her. You don’t deserve her or the kid. You’re worthless and pathetic and I swear to Lord Diavolo if I ever see you near her I’ll rip you apart. I’ll kill you.” His words were growled out through his teeth as his fingers tightened around Lucifer’s neck, wanting so badly to kill him then, and he would have, he really would have, if his brothers hadn’t come to see what the commotion was about, all of them pulling Beel away from Lucifer and holding him back. Lucifer was seething as he got up, brushing himself off and trying to keep his composure around his brothers, but all of them could see that he was just as close as Beel was to losing it. “I’m going to my office.” He muttered, his head held high as he walked away. Beel had finally calmed down enough for his brothers to let him go, finally breaking down and dropping to the floor as the tears fell.

“Mama… Too bright…” Your son whined, shielding his eyes with his arm as you both walked through the zoo. Neither of you had been able to enjoy anything because neither of you could see. The sun seemed brighter than you had remembered after becoming accustomed to the darkness of the Devildom. “I know… You wanna go back home?” You asked, looking down at him and he quickly nodded in response, turning around and tugging at your hand, trying to pull you through the crowds of people. “What’s wrong, buddy?” You asked when he stopped, pulling his hand out of yours as he started running as fast as his little legs could carry him. “Wait! Wait for me!” You called out to him, giving the people around you an apologetic smile as you chased after him. “Dada!” He said excitedly, and for a second your heart froze. Lucifer had come to find you, and you could only imagine what he wanted now. He had already done enough damage, the only other thing he could do to hurt you was keep you in the human realm and take your son back with him. “Hey, Little Guy!” The voice made your head whip up so fast, and you felt like you could cry when you saw him standing there. Beel scooped your son up, putting him up on his shoulders as he looked down at you, his eyes glossy with tears that threatened to spill over. “I’m so sorry… I shouldn’t have left you alone… I shouldn’t have-” You didn’t let him finish his sentence, you were just so happy to see him. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, burying your face in his chest as your own tears began to fall. “Hey… Hey, it’s okay. I’m here now… And did you hear him? He called me Dada.” You looked up at him, a small laugh escaping you as you wiped your tears. “Yeah… Yeah he did.” Lucifer wouldn’t be happy about it, you knew that much, and Beel knew it too, but you it just goes to show how little time Lucifer actually spent with his own son. “How did you get up here? How did you find us here?” Would Lucifer actually let Beel come see you? You weren’t banking on it, and you didn’t know how Beel would have come up any other way, unless Lord Diavolo decided to let him. “Don’t worry about the first part. I’m here now, and that’s what matters, right?” Beel sighed softly, shaking his head before looking up at your son and then back down at you. “As for the last question… I know my little guy and lions. I just had to find the nearest zoo.” He shifted your son on his hip before wrapping his arm around your waist and leaning down to kiss the top of your head. “So… did you see the lions yet?”