Lucifer X Gn!Reader,

Lucifer x Gn!Reader,

Fluff,

572 words.

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I'm pretty sure that if you hold Lucifer face long enough he will start to cry or at least tear up. Hold his face in your warm palm – that he spent the entire evening date night warming up, hands in yours the other one in his coat like you in yours – gently stroke his upper cheek with your thumbs. Gaze into his confident crimson eyes how slowly soften, and when he ask you breathless "What? Did something catch your eyes?"

Just put on a warm smile and place a kiss as light as a feather on his lips and step back, look at his slight frown and glistening eyes, a slight confusion on his face. You both might be out in public and in a relatively frequented street but now he couldn't care less, you just bewitch him and he is enchanted and more than ready to oblige and immerse himself into your warm embrace.

His gloved hands gently grab into your arms and slide up to your hands, warm fingers coiling the upper of yours which had began to cool after a few minutes in the fresh evening air. Him, holding you, holding him.

Hoo... how pretty he is, the shine in his eyes turns into thin watery layer, how threatens to fall into a single tear. It's been pretty tough lately. The comfort you bring him is the only thing he craved lately. His face begins to heat up from the intensity of your gaze now and from how long you've been staring at him without talking. Admiring him. Loosing yourself in his eyes, mind and heart.

He's not use to be seen, not this way, he always was look at, not seen and that just too much for him. Not now. Not outside for everyone to see.

"Listen we shou-"

"I love you. You're so pretty... You deserve all the love I ever give you... And all of what I'm planning to give you..."

Cut him off right away, follow your plan and do not let him one moment of rest, not when you are sure he feel the same warm feeling in his chest as you do when his gaze looked on yours and that he smile at you across the corridor at R.A.D.

Okay now he is blushing hard and probably ready to collapse into your arms. You make him so vulnerable so easily. It's unfair really. He should fight a bit longer but when your loving gaze is on him, he just can't bring himself to shut off his walls like before.

Maybe your plan was to put him into a nice soft headspace, to give him a well deserved rest. And maybe it worked.

Bonus. When you both go back to the house of lamentation, he practically runs to his bedroom dragging you close behind. Not wanting his brothers to see him so flustered and the cause of it with that smugly sweet smirk on the face, his pride already bruised. You both end up cuddling in your night date clothes with him resting on your chest since he trapped you underneath him the second he saw you sat on the bed. You may play with his hair while having a deep conversation with him, slowly soothing him to sleep. He can't say no to you now.

Be proud of yourself! He fell into your trap and he couldn't be happier to do it again.

It appears I did put in the wrong image haha-

(I was too distracted by the Hindi to notice.)

(finally) a sequel to the handwriting hcs :33

Muriel:

Idk, I feel small, cramped cursive fits him

Lucio:

L a r g e.

Asra:

(I'm quite proud of how this looks tbh)

Portia:

The flower is a necessity. (Yes it's a flower)

And as a bonus,

Here's Nadia's name in Hindi (my native language) because I'm pretty sure she's meant to be Indian

(the respective "Sātrinavā" "Sātrināvā" "Satrināvā" s at the end are me debating the pronunciation haha)

@fully-automatic-ass I love these!! (though I think you might've accidentally attached the wrong pic for Muriel's, feel free to reblog this with his XD)

As to how Nadia's last name is pronounced, this is how I've always said it (forgive my handwriting, it's been over a decade -):

Idk though, that's just me XD

what.

(spoilers for TSC)

185 pages through the sunshine court and I can safely conclude that Jean and Jeremy are just solangelo

What did you say? Heterosexuality is haram? Wtf. Hope it's joke or something

- Noah’s wife was straight. Lot’s wife was straight. Pharaoh was straight. Literally every person who is punished ~by name~ in the Taurat, Injeel AND Qur’an were heterosexual. Coincidence?

- If Adam’s judgement wasn’t clouded by his heterosexuality we wouldn’t be in this worldly mess in the first place. IF Adam was gay like a normal person we never would have been kicked out of the garden.

- “Straight”/”Hetrosexual” are modern sociological constructs. Heterosexuality is bidah. 

- If heterosexuality is permissible then why are there gendered barriers in the masjid? Why are men allowed to expose their navels so wantonly amongst their brothers, but not amongst women?? HMMM?

The only straightness for true Muslims is as-sirat al-mustaqim. It’s so obvious I don’t know how you can’t see it.Heterosexuality is haraam. Obviously.

That’s SO cool to see it explained

185 pages through the sunshine court and I can safely conclude that Jean and Jeremy are just solangelo