Could I Request Blue Exorcist Lucifer X Female Reader Angst And Fluff Fic? Please And Thank You! And

Could I request Blue Exorcist Lucifer x female reader angst and fluff fic? Please and thank you! And I hope you have a great weekend!

Of course <3 and thanks! You too :3

The flower shop

Hanahaki AU

Reader works at a flower shop

Warnings: Slight angst to fluff

It was a small flower shop you worked at. Quaint, as most would describe it. But it had a homely feel to it. Sunlight shone through the windows during day time, casting its honey glow on the plants inside, shinning off the glow of the dewdrops resting on the leaves. The serenity of the afternoon was yours to enjoy, as it had been a rather slow day today. After one of your regulars came by, buying his daily bouquet of flowers for his wife, there hadn’t been anyone else quite yet.

Just as you were lulled into a state of calm, a man entered. He was almost rather peculiar. He dressed as if he belonged in a somehow more pompous version of a marching band, or perhaps a dictator. A tuft of his blonde hair stuck out, almost like a shark fin. It was almost cute.

He looked over at me and our eyes locked, and for a moment your breathe was caught in your throat. However then, the moment ended, and he went back to perusing through the selection. A while passed until he came over to the counter, empty handed. You peered over at him curiously, wondering what he could possibly want from you.

“Do you have any red crocosmia?” He questioned, his tone was gentle yet it still had commanding undertones to it.

You responded to him, telling him you didn’t have any, but that you could get some imported in and could call him once they were here if he were to give you his name and number. And that’s how you ended up with his contact info, for work of course.

Once he came in to pick them up, he kept coming back almost every day, and you began to look forward to his visits. He was pleasant to talk too and he took interest in the things you liked and asked about them, never forgetting anything you told him. Soon enough, he asked you to get to know each other more at a coffee place which soon became a regular meet up spot for the two of you.

You liked him, loved him even, and you were going to tell him. Today. As you made your way over to your regular meet up spot, you saw something that you wished you never would have seen. It was your coworker with Lucifer. She was sitting where you sat and her hands were resting on top of his, giving them a little squeeze.

You felt your heart break into pieces as you turned and left. You were so stupid. You had only spent time with him yourself, never with someone else. You hadn’t even asked if he was taken or liked someone else. God you felt stupid. What if he only spent time with you to get with her. As you ran away you felt your airways constrict and block up as you seemingly choke on air. And that was the day you coughed up your first petal, red and layered with blood a similar shade on top. Red crocosmia.

The following few days, you take sick leaves from work, trying to figure out the cause and reason for your sudden ailment, which only seemed to get worse everytime you thought of the blonde. Finally you went to the doctor, only to hear the news, that you were dying. Your ailment, Hanahaki, could only be cured by confessing to the person you love, and having them return your feelings. Or, having a surgery done to remove your feelings entirely.

You had six months to ponder your decision, as you tried to desperately avoid the boy you were so in love with. Why on earth had you ever decided to work here, why on earth did you even take this job? You’d go in the back room, or to the bathroom when you saw Lucifer approaching the store, only leaving when he was gone.

Two months. That was how long you’d been avoiding this man so far. You would’ve made it longer, had he not come on Valentine’s Day. You were swamped with customers and there was no escape as he walked up to you. Taking your hand in his and asking if you could talk. You would have refused if your coworker hadn’t shown up and shoved you away. Now there really was no escape at all.

“Why are you been cutting me out?” Lucifer asked, something like hurt or desperation in his tone, perhaps a mix of both. He seemed almost more frail since you had last seen him, though he was just as beautiful as ever. You really did love him. You were going to die anyways, so what’s the harm in telling him really? So maybe spurred by your impending death, or maybe by the cutesie couples all around you, you let it all out.

“Because I love you. Because I love you so much that I’m dying for it. And there’s nothing I can do to make you love me back.” With that you got it all off your chest. And with that, your lungs constrict as you painfully reminded yourself of him and your coworker, who was probably just being a good girlfriend by letting him talk to you. Why did you even-

Your thoughts were cut off as his lips were pressed to yours. Your lungs seemed a thousand times lighter as you got lost in the sensation of his lips against your own.

“I love you. Only you” He said, as he pulled away from you. Before you could panic at the fact that your coworker was standing right there and you had just kissed her boyfriend, Lucifer explained everything.

“The only reason I was spending time with her, was to make a plan to ask you out. I wanted her input since you both seemed to be friends.”

Your face was stained red now, embarrassed at the misunderstanding. You nearly died because of your assumptions, and he really didn’t deserve to be ghosted. As you opened your mouth to apologize to him, for everything, he cut you off.

“I was hoping, since it’s Valentine’s Day, that you would like to spend the rest of the day with me?” He asked gently, a light dusting of pink on his cheeks. Adorable. Looking over to your coworker, who gave you a thumbs up, you agreed. A day with Lucifer, what more could you possibly want?

Maybe working at the flower shop, and meeting him, wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

Thank you so much! Honestly Rin will be following his s/o everywhere if he could.

The academy being that person who will somehow left his class before you so he walk you to the next one. (Don’t question him)

Pls Rin cooking skills ❤️

It’s always fun to write requests 🫶🏼

He would absolutely just appear somehow outside your classroom door, he would never tell you how tho

The food would be absolutely delicious tho you wouldn’t even be allowed in the kitchen while he cooks tbh

We all need a Rin in our lives

Could I request an angst and fluff fic of Blue Exorcist Lucifer x OC Irena? Please and thank you!

Sorry! Thanks so much for your request but I’ve decided not to take OCs as it’s something I haven’t been able to write very well for those. I’m really sorry since you’ve sorta been there since the start of my tumblr page, if you want to request an x reader version tho I’ll be glad to write it

Fluff alphabet for Shiro Fujimoto? 👉🏻👈🏻

Absolutely

Fluff Alphabet - Shiro Fujimoto

A - Attention, how much attention does he give? How much does he want?:

- Probably gives you all the attention in the world without even realizing it

- He’s just that in love with you, always wanting to be around you

- And unconsciously he’ll want that attention back too because he just wants to spend time with you

- However, he’s a lot more understanding than other people and will give you alone time or leave you alone when you’re busy if that’s what you want

B - Best friend, what would they be like as a best friend? How does the friendship start?:

- You guys probably met through exorcisms, although you could’ve met out around town too

- He would be a really good friend, it’d always be fun with him

- Though it may look like you guys are being reckless and having fun regardless of everything, he makes sure that no matter what you never get hurt

- That doesn’t stop him from laughing when you trip over your own feet and get a face full of dirt

C - Culture, if you have a different culture does he care about it? Is he curious to learn more or is he not bothered?:

- He loves everything about you, so obviously he’s intrigued about your culture too

- Especially how it plays into your life and whether there’s something he should be mindful of going into the future

- He’s very sweet about it

D - Dates, are they frequent? How are they?:

- Probably once or twice a week if he can

- He loves planning dates for you

- Each one comes with a personalized little trinket just for you

- They’re always sweet but simple, movie night, picnic, amusement park

E - Equal, does he treat you as an equal in the relationship? Is he more dominant or submissive?:

- He definitely treats you like an equal

- He values your, well, everything. He just adores you really

F - Favorites, does he remember your favorites? How does he show it?:

- He remembers all your favorites and gifts you as many of those as he can

- Him and Rin would make you your favorite foods in the kitchen when you’re down or it’s a special occasions

- But if YOU remember one of HIS favorites, this man would be over the moon

G - Gentle, how gentle is he with you? What is his love language?

- He’s very gentle with you, at least as gentle as possible

- Sometimes he may accidentally neglect you due to all his responsibilities but he will make up for it in any way he can

- His giving love language is gift giving, so expect a lot of personalized gifts

- His receiving love language, so he adores gentle cuddles and being around you

H- Home, how quick are you two to live together?:

- He’d take his time with it

- He wants to make sure you and the kids are comfortable around each other before proposing anything

- But once he does, he’d be elated to have you stay with him, but he respects your personal space if you don’t want that

I - I love you, how quick was he to say the three magic words?:

- He didn’t rush it

- Definitely waited till he was absolutely sure to say it

- It then became a common occurrence to hear those three magic words

J - Jealousy, how jealous does he get? Does he act on it?:

- He does get jealous, he thinks you’re so sweet and perfect, he doesn’t want to lose you to anyone else

- But at the same time he trusts you, he knows you can handle yourself

- So he may not act on it, opting to attempt give a somewhat menacing look to whoever was occupying your attention

K - Kisses, how are his kisses? Where does he like to kiss?:

- He loves to kiss your forehead and cheeks

- He just finds himself so enamored with you he can’t help but kiss you everywhere

- He’s an okay kisser, but he means every kiss with all the love in his heart

L - Lovey Dovey, is he good with PDA? Or is he more private?:

- He loves holding your hands out in public as you walk, it’s just a subtle yet sweet touch showing the world that you chose him

- Hugs and cheek kisses are also very prominent on an outing with him when you’re in public, he just thinks you’re the sweetest and wants to shower you in affection

- He’d never do anything you’re not comfortable with though

M- Mornings, How do your mornings go? Is he a morning person or no?:

- Lazy Early Mornings

- He’s a busy man

- If you’re a morning person then you’d have some lazy early mornings, with clingy lazy cuddles

- If you’re not, he’ll sadly still have to leave, but he will leave a handwritten love note and some breakfast on the table for you

N - Nicknames, what does he call you? What does he like to be called?:

- He loves to call you his flower, darling, love

- The old classics

- He adores any nickname you call him, honey and sweetie are his favorite though, not that he would tell you

O - Obvious, does he make it obvious he likes you before you’re dating? Or is he good at hiding it?:

- He would make it extremely obvious on purpose

- He will do everything in his power to get you to like him back

- Want to go somewhere? He’ll take you and pay for anything you want.

- Saw something in a store? It’s yours in a heartbeat

P - Pictures, does he take pictures of you he likes to look at? Does he have an album?:

- He keeps a physical album of you

- He just adores taking physical polaroids of you, he thinks they capture your beauty better than digital ones

- Definitely keeps a picture of you on him at all times

Q - Questions, do you two talk about your day together, is he more a talker or a listener?:

- He loves just talking about your day with you while doing things around the house

- He’s an equal mix of listener and talker

- He’ll hear out how your day went and tell you about his, he finds this one of his favorite ways to spend time together everyday

R - Remember, what is/are his favorite moment(s) in the relationship:

- Definitely when you met the kids

- After a somewhat thorough interrogation of you, you and the kids actually got along pretty well

- Even with Rin, only god knows how you managed that

- His heart melted watching you all together

S - Sleep & Snuggles, do sleep and snuggles happen often? How do you two sleep?:

- Spooning!!

- He’s a big spoon through and through

- He likes having you in his arms and knowing you’re safe

- Will sleep with you whenever possible, this guy lives for cuddles

T - Trinkets, does he often get you or himself in things that remind him of you?:

- Yes he does

- Especially with flowers

- He’ll be out strolling around and he’ll see a flower or few that remind him of you

- You’ll have a bouquet full of them gifted to you as soon as he sees them again

U - Upset, how does he deal with you being upset or mad at him:

- Gifts galore

- Flowers, your favorite snack, favorite things

- Apologizes so many times you’ll forget what it was that you were made about

- Doesn’t leave your side unless you talk whatever it was out.

V - Vanity, does he care about looks, if he does, what are his preferences:

- He’s more of a personality guy

- He honestly just wants a softie that can vibe with the kiddos

- Although he wouldn’t mind pulling someone attractive, it’s just not his top priority

W- Warrior, how does he feel if you’re also an exorcist? Would he fight with you?:

- If you were an exorcist he’d obviously be very worried

- Surprise!! You have a new exorcism partner!

- He’ll go with you on all the missions he possibly can

- He trusts you though, he makes sure he lets you do your job and doesn’t step in unless you absolutely need help, or, ask nicely

X - Xs or Os, Hugs or Kisses:

- He’s more of a hug person

- He likes just holding you, there’s something comforting about having you in his arms

- He’ll randomly initiate them when he feels too far from you

Y - Yummy, foods he makes for you or just reminds him of you:

- Sponge cake: it’s soft and yummy and it reminds him of you

- Hot Cheetos and Sour Cream and Onion Pringles: They’re snacks you two must have at your movie nights

Z - Zipped up, how tight lipped is he about his relationship:

- Not very

- He loves talking about you and how lovely you are

- Shows you off any chance he gets

- Definitely has a “that’s him/them/her” photo to show others

Muichiro Tokito- Remember

Warnings: Angst Sandwich! Canon typical violence

Angst-Fluff-ANGST

I had an urge to write this thought

Welp this has been in my drafts for months figured I might as well post it

Sort of part 2

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You loved Muichiro and Muichiro loved you. Every moment you two could, you spent together, hand in hand, everywhere. Anyone who knew either of you knew that where one of you was the other was sure to follow. Everyday was blissful. Pure, kind, and sweet.

You’d always get flowers and candy from him, always your favorites and you’d give him his favorites. He was so sweet and kind, never forgetting a thing about you. Oh, how in love you two were.

Until it happened. Yuichiro died. He was killed, by a demon. Muichiro’s memories were gone. He didn’t remember anything or anyone, not even you. You tried to remind him. Oh, how you tried. He didn’t know you, and he simply didn’t care.

Then you were separated. Muichiro went off to kill demons, not even sparing you a goodbye. Then again, perhaps you were the one foolish enough to wish for a goodbye from the boy who didn’t even know you.

You had decided then what you were going to do. Maybe it was a suicide mission, or perhaps it was a foolish desire to see him again, at least once. You had chosen to join the demon slayer corps.

It was two years before you saw Muichiro again. You spent days and hours just training, you survived the final selection, killing every demon that passed your path. You let your sadness and rage consume you, ruthlessly killing any demon.

By the time you became a hashira you had killed well over one hundred demons, but you refused to become a hashira until you’d taken down at least one of the twelve kizuki. Then the day came. You encountered the Lower Moon 6 and after a tough battle you came out on top, though you had some permanent scars down your arm.

Now finally, finally, to the delight of Ubayaka-sama, you had decided to become a hashira.

All the Hashira were present for your initiation ceremony, many were wary, for they had heard stories from the ones who were partnered with you on your missions. How you’re ruthless in killing demons yet so very kind off the battlefield.

Once you reached the ceremony, to your surprise, Muichiro was there. A hashira, how were you even surprised, you’d expect nothing less from your Muichiro. Not that he was yours anymore.

Everyone was kind and welcoming in their own way, surprisingly enough to everyone you became fast friends with Sanemi, well, as close as you could get to being friends with Sanemi anyways. Muichiro was a different story

Muichiro was always spacing out and he would forget things. He still adored looking at the clouds, often he’d steal you away from your training to gaze at the sky with him, that was all before of course.

He didn’t remember you, which stung more than you thought.

Walking around the hashira compound you thought on what to do. You were unsure of whether you should remind Mui of who you were or if you should leave him alone.

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the boy in front of you. Pausing your stride only, when you had run into Muichiro.

“Oh! Sorry!” You said to Muichiro, apologetically.

“It’s alright,” he responded his tone soft, like he was here, but he wasn’t. He reached his hand forward towards you, not noticing the look of shock on your face. “You have a leaf in your hair”.

You tried to calm your heart as Muichiro plucked a leaf out of your hair. You weren’t sure what your poor heart had expected, or why it was beating so very fast.

After that, you and Muichiro would somehow end up seeing each other often. May it be in the halls or simply around the compound, you’d end up running into each other all the time. Maybe that’s why you made such a foolish decision. Maybe that’s why you decided, that you would try to win his heart, once again.

Whenever you’d see Muichiro now, you’d give him his favorite snacks or maybe his favorite flowers. You’d think of him on your missions and bring him back little trinkets from wherever you went.

Perhaps that’s how Muichiro came to like you again too. Secretly he enjoyed receiving your little gifts, enjoyed the attention. He actively sought you out, never admitting to it of course.

He’d be around you when he didn’t have a mission, following and waiting for whatever you had to say to him next. He’d watch the clouds with you when you two just felt like being lazy. He’d let you play with his hair when you were feeling down, adoring the way you’d smile when you were done styling it.

A few weeks later, you and Muichiro were closer than ever. Once he was back from his mission you were thinking of confessing to him again. Your thoughts drifted off to him once again, like they often did when he was gone. Though this time, your crow broke you out of your thoughts. It cawed at you, telling you to report back to Ubayaka-sama for another mission.

You reported back to the demon slayer headquarters, met with a hoard of about 10 demon slayers of the lower ranks. Entering Ubayaka-sama’s room you got down on your knees and payed your respects to him. As he let you rise, he explained the situation, there was an unranked and unreported threat on a peak not far from here and he needed you to go exterminate any demons, the lower ranked slayers were also being sent with you due to a shortage of the higher ranks.

The journey there was short once you had gathered the essentials, the other slayers good company on the way there. Yet you still missed Muichiro, you looked forward to him being back, to spending more time with him. You really did love him.

You reached the small mountain with the others and climbed half way up, pausing immediately. The hairs on your neck stood up straight, something felt wrong, dangerous. Though you had paused, half your group hadn’t, perhaps the ones used to hashira’s doing their own things.

It took only a moment for their bodies to be sliced in half. They didn’t even have a chance to scream. Blood drenched into the ground where they had once stood. Five bright and capable demon slayers, gone in the blink of an eye. Two screamed and tried to run the other direction, their heads were severed from their bodies. All that was left were you and three others, one of whom was hurling into the bushes right next to them.

You had to calm down, you had to focus. As the next one was killed, you spotted it. The weapon of murder. Small quick blades stabbing growing then retracting, slicing through your fellow demon slayers. As the blades retracted, you followed it back, yelling at the remaining two demon slayers to hide behind trees and get shelter. You dodged through the ones being shot out at you. Finally you reached the source, a vaguely humanized demon with six arms and legs made of goo. The blades that killed your comrades grew and retracted from his teeth.

The battle was hard fought, your stamina was running out. You had him, you nearly had him. Your blade was so close to his neck. So why? Why had one of the demon’s blades pierced your flesh, hitting vital organs and twisting on the way out. You were going to die. You were going to die and you wouldn’t be able to protect anyone. You wouldn’t be able to protect Muichiro. Muichiro. You’d miss him.

Just as you’d accepted your fate becoming demon food, a blur of blue and black flashed behind it. A slice and the demon was dead. Muichiro. He was here. He ran to you and held you in his arms. He was warm. Oh so warm.

“Muichiro,” your voice called out weakly, “you’re here. Before I die Mui, I have to tell you”

“Stop talking, it wastes energy. And you’re not going to die.” He cut you off as he wrapped a torn off strip of his haori around your midsection.

“I love you.” You knew you weren’t going to make it out of this so you have to tell him now while you still could. You had loved him as long as you could remember.

Your breaths are shallow and weak. Chest barely rising again. You were going to die. Die because he was a bit too late to save you. Just a minute that’s all it would’ve taken. Suddenly Muichiro remembered, memories of you and him came flooding back to him. Memories he didn’t even know he had.

“Muichiro,” you called again, snapping him out of his reverie. “please don’t forget me”

With that his attention was solely on you again as you bled out. You didn’t open your mouth again. Your eyes glossed over. You didn’t take another breath. You were dead. You had died in his arms. And there was nothing he could do about it.

“I love you too” He said, with tears running down his cheeks. He didn’t tell you that earlier. Why did he never tell you that earlier? Why why why. He had months, ages to tell you. So why now when you were dead and gone. He’d never get to hear your voice, your laugh. He’d never get to see your adoration filled eyes as you looked at him. He’d never get to feel your touch again, your hands playing with your hair softly.

He loves you, he always will. You used your last bit of strength to ask him not to forget you. A waste. After all, what good was his memory if he wasn’t to remember you? Remember you he would, he’d rather die than not.

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