Lucifer Morningstar Imagine- Blind Date

Lucifer Morningstar Imagine- Blind date

A/N: wow so I finally made a second blog because I had soooo many ideas for fics but they weren’t in the Sebbie-fandom. So, yeah. Also, one of my friends knows about my blog ( lol I told her because I know about her fan account ) so now I have to be careful about what I say in my a/n’ s. Yeay. Anyways, enjoy this lucifer imagine.

Warnings: nothing, just fluff

Pairings: Lucifer x fem!reader

Wordcount: 1,5 K

“ Maze! “ you groan as you cry out. Maze looks up from the knife she was sharpening up to you. She lets out a whistle as she throws the knife into an unknown corner of the living room. “ Well, holy shit, Y/n. If I hadn’t set you up for a date I would take you out myself. “. You slap her arm playfully as pull the dress down a bit.

“ He! What are you doing? He likes some skin. “ Maze says as she pulls your dress up a bit again. You push Mazikeen away softly and pull the dress down again. “ Maze! I don’t want to look like I’m a hooker. “. She sighs as she fixes a quickly stands of hair that wouldn’t obey to your hair look. “ What’s wrong about being a hooker? “ she asks.

You ignore her as you keep on fixing the dress into it is just to your liking. “ I’m surprised you had something in your closet that wasn’t black, “ you say. You had borrowed a dress from her, it’s not like you had a choice. Mazikeen really wanted you to wear it and you were afraid that if you said no, that she would chase you down. So you settled on a mustard yellow dress that she owns.

“ Come on, your dress is fine. “ Mazikeen says as she hands you a small purse. You place your phone, keys and ten bucks into it before you swing the strap over your shoulder. “ You need to get going. You don’t want to be late to your date with the devil now, do you? “.

You turn around with shock written all over your face. “ The devil? Did you set me up with an asshole? “. She shakes her head and laughs. “ Of course not. “. You walk towards the door of her apartment. Your hand lingers on the doorknob. “ Maybe I should just cancel it-”. Maze quickly cuts you off. “ I’ll cut off your toes if you don’t do this. “ You quickly hold your hands up in to air as you walk out of the apartment.

You tap your fingers nervously against the tablecloth while tapping your foot on the ground. If he didn’t show up you would- Well, what would you do. You didn’t even know. Knowing Maze, it was most likely some random guy she found in Lux.

“ Well, aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes. “ a voice says. You quickly look up to meet the person. A tall man with chocolate brown hair towers above you as he holds out a hand for you. “ Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar. “. He says. You quickly take his hand. He bends down to give a kiss on the back of your hand. “ Y-Y/n Y/l/n, “ you say.

Lucifer takes a seat in the chair across from you. “ Ooh, so you are my date, “ he says. You nod as you grab your glass and take of sip of the water because your throat has just decided to feel like the Saharah. Maybe it was just his looks or maybe it was that accent the has already made your knees buckle.

“ Maze really did pick out an angle, “ he says as he grabs the menu of the table and starts scanner through it. He quickly notices that you aren’t looking at your menu. “ Do you not want to eat? “ he asks as looks over his menu at you. “ I’ve already chosen what I want. You were kind of late, you know. “. Lucifer shrugs and continues to read the menu.

Lucifer asks for one of the servers to come over. He quickly orders, and he manages to bribe the server over to give you two a free plate of cheese. “ A cheese plate? Aren’t you supposed to eat them as dessert? “ you question. Lucifer leans over the table, a little bit more towards you. “ Well, you’re so sweet, I thought we were already at dessert. “. You can feel the blood flowing towards your face as you let out an involuntary giggle.

“ So, “ Lucifer says as he grabs his whiskey glass and holds it right under his lips. “ What is it that you truly desire? “. Everything but him starts to move in slow-motion, you feel like your head is spinning and you can’t tear your gaze off him. “ I guess I’v…I’v../”.

“ Yes, “ he says, “ Go on, darling. “. You swallow thickly, you don’t know why you want to tell this to him all of a sudden, but something in you just wants to tell him all your secrets. “ I’ve always wanted to-”

“ Want another drink? “ a server asks who had just come to your table. Lucifer sighs and looks at him with anger in his eyes. “ No, now please leave us alone, human, “ he says, clearly trying to contain the anger towards the man who interrupted you.

He turns around to you again, a devilish smirk spread on his lips. “ What was I saying? “. Lucifer rolls his eyes and takes a sip of his whiskey. “ Wait, aren’t you the owner of the club. What’s it called? “. Lucifer smiles brighter at the fact that you know who he is. “ It’s Lux, darling. “.

You nod. “ Yes, Lux. I went there a couple of times, it’s a nice place but it smells god awful. “. Lucifer smile drops a bit. “ Don’t bring dad into this. “. You want to ask him what he means but you quickly remember what Maze told you. “ He can talk really weird sometimes. About the devil and god. Don’t worry about that. “ You can still hear her voice say in your head.

The night flew by in what felt like hours. You two wanted to stay in the restaurant longer to chat, share stories and joke. But the restaurant had to close at some time. So, after a couple of hours, the servers finally got you out of the restaurant.

“ Want me to walk you to your car, love? “ Lucifer asks. You shake your head as you try to grab the ten bucks from your purse, but for some reason, it’s nowhere to be found. “ I came here with a cab. “. Lucifer’s face falls from smirking to concerned. “ What? No, I’m not going to let you take a cab at this hour. I’ll give you a ride. “.

“ That is really unnesisa-”. Lucifer quickly cuts you off. “ I insist. “. You zip your purse close and sigh. “ Okay, you can give me a ride. “. His signature devilish grin appears on his face again. “ And while we’re at it, we can also stop at my place for a drink, right? “. He asks as he leads you to his car.

“ I don’t think that I have a choice in that, “. He holds the car door for you open. “ Correct. “. You quickly put the safety belt on. Lucifer lays his right hand on your thigh as he starts to drive away from the restaurant.

“ Do you always bring a girl home after a dinner? “ you ask as you look around you at the dark city illuminated by the stars and street light. “ Just the ones I really like, “.

Your laugh egos through the empty club. The people may have left but the scent of alcohol and sweat are still very clearly there. “ So I said ‘ don’t mess with the devil “ and that guy just ran off into a wall. “ Lucifer laughs. He grabs his whiskey glass again. “ We caught him of course, “ he says before taking a sip of the golden liquid.

“ So you are the one keeping all the fun in this city for yourself! “ you say as you give him slap playfull slap against his chest. He shrugs. “ What can I say, the devil likes fun. “.

“ Well, well. Look at you two, “ you hear an all to familiar voice say behind you. “You turn around to see Mazikeen standing there, leaning against the wall as she inspects you. “ Maze! Come here! “ you say as you wave her in with your hand. “ Wait, you know her? “ Lucifer asks. Maze walks over to you and gives you a small hug. “ And she hugs you as well? Maze, are you feeling well? “.

She simply rolls her eyes at him and grabs the only bottle of tequila from behind the bar and pours herself a shot. “ We’re friends, “ you say as you take another sip from the whiskey Lucifer poured you. You feel the alcohol burn on your throat but you love the fuzzy feeling it gives you.

“ Why don’t we go up to my room for some more privacy? “ Lucifer asks as he holds his hand out for you to grab. You quickly cling to his skin as he leads you towards the elevator. “ I’ll invert your ribs if you hurt her. “ Maze says as she gives him a look that is as sharp as a knife. “ I know. “ Lucifer says before the elevator closes before you two

A/N: lol this is bad but fuck it

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Paint With Me ( Pt. 1 )

{ markus x reader }

{ word count : 1,220 }

[ thank you! It took me for-fucking-ever to write it. And I’m happy there are people who actually enjoy my writing so, I hope you all enjoy this one :’) I wanna make this two parts…so that’s whats happening]

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The cold Detroit winter wind brushed across your face as you walked towards the house of your longtime friend Carl. You shivered severely as you rang the doorbell. Rubbing your hands together and trying to blow warm air in them as you looked around behind you. The door opened, you turned expecting to face a lady care android. But what you came to eye contact was something you didn’t expect. The tall man before you that wore a black sweater held the door. “Can I help you?” His soft and gentle voice is what knocked you back into your shivering reality. “O-Oh I’m Y/N L/N? I’m here to see Carl?”

“Markus! Just let her in, it’s freezing out there!” You heard the old man grumble as he wheeled into the foyer, Markus nodded and opened the door wider granting you entry. You smiled and walked in slipping off your boots almost immediately after ‘Markus’ closed the door. You then unzipped your jacket and began to take it off until you felt someone pulling at the shoulders of, You turned slightly seeing Markus look back at you innocently, “Excuse me, I should have asked-“ “It’s fine…” You said with a smile. Allowing him to pull the rest of it off.

“Y/N, this is Markus…my android.” Carl said, a smile on his face, you grinned back rolling your eyes, “I mean, I see that.” You giggled following Carl as he made his way back to the studio. You watched as he got back into his lifting chair. Markus pulled back the sheet and your eyes were met with the most beautiful sight. “Dear god Carl.” You said gazing up at the wall, the older man looked down at you, “What? Not good?” He asked real concern in his eyes, you looked up at him and grinned, “It’s amazing! Oh my God Carl!”

The older man grinned then went back to painting, this was one of the reasons why Carl was so much of an inspiration to you, he was the reason why you began painting yourself. “Y/N? Do you mind passing me that paint?” He asked pointing the paintbrush over in the direction of a tall ladder with a bunch of paints on the top. “Oh…OK?” You said making your way towards the ladder before Markus’ voice broke through the air. “I can get it.” Carl glared at him from above, “No Markus. She’s got it, why don’t you get us something to drink?” You looked over at Markus, the Android paused for a second, “Yes Carl..” He looked at you for a second. “Oh- I’m fine, maybe a water?” You asked before turn looked back up at Carl. Markus nodded and walked out the studio door. You looked at the way he went and furrowed your eyebrows, looking back at Carl then shrugging. “He’s very special to me.” You smiled at the cute way he said that.

You and Carl had met when you were at an Art show in Spain with your parents, who were critics for the world. You were only around sixteen when you first met him and now you would be knowing him for over ten years because of your now turning twenty-six. You had been close, him of course as stated before being the inspiration for a lot of your art and the whole reason for your beginning as an artist in general. You smiled at your reminiscing before climbing the ladder. It gave a soft groan before cracking a bit. You looked down, your movements ultimately stopping. Fear overcame you slowly, you reached for the paints from the step you were at.

They were still too high, you furrowed your eyebrows and slowly went up another one, the ladder cracking under your weight. It was an old ladder, no one had been on it since Carl lost his legs, and you met him in a wheelchair. So why there were paints on top of a 20ft ladder, maybe he wasn’t afraid of heights when he started, who knows? You knew that you were uncomfortably high and the higher you went the more the old wooden ladder snapped and cried out in painful groans.

You gave a shaky breath reaching for the paints again when you grabbed the bottles you needed you let out a soft yes and lent back, beginning to come down before you foot slipped through the gap between the other step. As you flew back you felt as if everything was in slow motion, you were too high in the air to not hit the ground without severely hurting something, but you watched as the paint had slipped through your finger-tips and flew to the ground. Carl had yelled your name and as you felt something that you presumed was the floor hit you, you braced yourself. Only no pain can.

You blinked, shaking lightly before you looked up. Making eye-contact with light green orbs, “Are you alright?” The smooth voice asked, making heat rise to your face. “I- Thank you,” You said, your hand by slight accident, you felt his heart…or what you guessed was his heart. It was, beating, like a human. And you watched as his eyes gazed over you, they squinted…his LED flashed yellow, then back to blue. You heard Carl come down and get into his wheel-chair rolling over to you.

Markus gently let you down, “Good God! Are you alright? I’m glad you came back in time Markus.” Carl said taking your hand lightly. You looked around seeing broken glass on the ground near you. You turned to look for Markus who began to clean it up. “Y-Yeah, I am too.” The dark male looked up and smiled, “I knew that I had to move fast for a reason. Whether it was to get you your drink, Carl. Or save a damsel in distress.” He said, winking. Carl laughed, “Wow. I’ve taught you well.” Carl said.

The older man sighed looking over at the spilled paint bottle. Blue and Grey paint crossed together to make an ugly mark on the floor. “Damn.” He muttered wheeling over to it, You bit on your thumb. “This was my fault, Carl. I’ll get you some new paints…on me.” You said holding the older man’s shoulder softly. He looked up to you and waved his hand, “That’s not necessary Y/N.” He said shaking his head beginning to roll back to his lift. You jumped in front of him. “No, Carl I insist.” You said crossing your arms over your chest.

He laughed, “Oh sweet Y/N. You’ve always been so stubborn.” He rolled his eyes. You grinned, “Fine, Markus…take the girl to Bellini’s, you know what to get.” He said to get around you and hopping into his lift. “Now hurry please.” He said, you looked over at Markus, he smiled back. He felt his pump begin skipping slightly as he saw your smile. The way he looked at you was….special.

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