anonymouse5

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safe space for poc, lgbtq community, & anyone who isn't hateful ❤️

open to receiving fic prompts for the fandoms i'm in!

the main ones are these:

Lucifer (TV series)

Arrowverse shows

sometimes the Marauders

(feel free to send fic recs)

Hell never leaves Charlotte. Its torture lingers— in her nightmares, in her worst fears, in the mirror when she tries to convince herself she’s fine. She thought learning the truth and becoming closer with Amenadiel and Lucifer would tamper down the echoes of her guilt, but it’s all for nothing. She still has the nightmares, she still feels like all the changes she’s made aren’t enough. Even though she knows the truth, it’s hard to believe Lucifer is the Devil sometimes.

When she sees him speak to Detective Decker, he doesn’t look anything but kind. He clearly cares about her a lot. How does someone who tortured people for literally all of time turn around and get a pumpkin spice latte for a coworker? But they’re not just work partners. How can the Devil be in love?

The answer somehow comes easy: Lucifer is not a bad person. Charlotte knows evil, and he’s not it. Forest Clay is evil; Jacob Tiernan is evil; all the people she and her coworkers used to represent are evil. Lucifer is not.

Since the beginning of time, Lucifer has always made Amenadiel angrier than he can bear. While he decides to grant Lucifer the mercy of respecting his new chosen name and his strange fascination with humans, he neither understands nor approves of either. Lucifer is like a thorn in his foot— if he were to use the human expression. He has no idea how that feels, since he’s indestructible, immortal, and an angel. He imagines it’s a nuisance, because that’s exactly what Lucifer is.

Over the years, however, he comes to understand his brother a bit more. He even starts to appreciate humans— especially some of the ones Lucifer has gotten close to. Linda, the doctor, is an amazing person. Chloe Decker is admirable. She is unlike Amenadiel, questioning things in a way he never had. Amenadiel wishes he realized questioning his father may not have been a bad thing. Even Ella Lopez, who is bright and cheery and has so much faith in his father, believes that faith does not need to exclude doubt.

There are a lot of things humans get wrong about God. For one, he doesn’t actually care what they do— their actions don’t have any impact on where they go. He’d hope humans aren’t cruel to each other or harm each other, but it’s really up to them. There’s also quite a bit his family gets wrong about him. Especially Lucifer.

They’re all right about one thing, however: he is all-knowing.

For instance, he knows: in one universe he’s created, Lucifer doesn’t stop his binge-drinking and drug spree in favor of helping a particular Detective on a case. Of course, it doesn’t help matters any. Celestials don’t feel the effects of alcohol, not enough to numb them anyway. Except Lucifer when he’s close to Chloe Decker. In another universe, Lucifer uses this vulnerability to get as numb as he possibly can. It ends in an overdose.

God cannot control the actions of his son, no matter what he may think.

He does prefer the universes in which Lucifer doesn’t choose to bury his feelings in men, women, and people. But some things about Lucifer never change. God may have made sure Chloe couldn’t be affected by Lucifer’s powers, but forgive him for believing his son deserved someone who saw past the armor he’d constructed around himself.

Maze watches Lucifer buy candles (but not the fun kind) for a date with Chloe. She got so excited when she saw that on his shopping list, but she should’ve known. Ever since he met Decker last year, he’s been like a lovesick puppy. Now he’s setting up a dinner with her because he “feels bad” for bailing on her the other day.

She misses watching candle wax drip down people’s bodies and hosting orgies with him. Chloe won’t even let her keep her sex swing up, even in her own room. Trixie found it in there one day and… let’s just say she never wants to see Decker angry— really angry— ever again. Maze does plenty of shit that pisses her off mildly, but she really doesn’t play when it comes to Trixie.

Marcus has the perfect plan to die this time. All he has to do is figure out how in Hell the Devil was able to bleed. Imagine his surprise when he finds out it’s because of a human— Chloe Decker. The only issue is, the two of them are always in the same place at the same time, save for when she’s with her kid. It’s gonna be hard to jump in front of a gun for her when Lucifer will beat him to it. He needs to find a way to divide the two of them for a while.

Hiring kidnappers to knock him out and throw him in the desert doesn’t really work the way he wanted it to. He’s creative. He’ll find another way.

Marcus doesn’t expect to find out that Lucifer’s interested in Chloe Decker. It throws several wrenches in his plan, and it’s incredibly annoying. He doesn’t understand it— why she’s so special. It’s clear that she is; she has a kindness that few people deserve but she’s also headstrong and dedicated to the job. Kissing her definitely feels better than kissing Lucifer, even if he doesn’t mind kissing guys. Lucifer is just… weird.

Eve used to be jealous of Chloe. Lucifer had never looked at her the way he looked at Chloe. Now Eve knows it was because he’d always loved her, not Eve. Looking back on it now, she has no idea why she was so interested in Lucifer in the first place. Okay, well, that’s not fully true. He represented everything she thought she wanted— freedom and fun. Turns out, he was just the only person on Earth she knew, and the first person who cared about her. He actually respected her autonomy, and didn’t care that she swings both ways. Unlike Adam.

So, it’s not that surprising to her that Chloe came around eventually. Any person would be lucky to date someone as caring as Lucifer, even if he doesn’t realize how good he is.

But, when she really thinks about it, Maze is exactly the kind of partner she thought Lucifer was— or would be.

You, for years, have been the keeper of Lucifer’s devilish flame, she’d said to Maze when they first met.

It’s so obvious now.

Michael has heard enough about his twin brother. It’s all “Lucifer was so noble” and “Lucifer sacrificed his happiness for a human”. Big deal. So his selfish little brother finally did something good for once in his life. Why does he get celebration and admiration from all their dumb siblings? The funniest part is… Lucifer did this for a puny little human, that Father literally made for him. Pfft. Maybe he’ll go down there and tell her that. He can’t imagine “The Detective” would take that well.

Lucifer’s probably enjoying ruling over the kingdom Dad gave him.

“Would you ever mate with a human?” Gabriel asks him.

Michael scoffs. “No way.”

“I dunno, they’re interesting. I think Lucifer and Amenadiel went a little far with all the romance bullshit, but I saw Eve when she was up here. That woman is hot. I’d totally smash that,” she says.

“Gabriel, what the hell are you talking about? She’s human,” Michael says.

Gabriel shrugs. “So?”

“They hold no importance to us, Gabby. I don’t know why Dad is so obsessed with them.”

“Ugh, if you’re gonna use a nickname, at least call me Ri-Ri.”

“You only like that nickname because you’re obsessed with Rihanna.”

“Guilty!”

Dan peeks into Ella’s lab to see Chloe and Lucifer whispering about something. Chloe hides a smile, probably trying not to encourage him to keep making inappropriate jokes or flirt. It’s weird… he thought he’d feel more upset about the two of them in this weird stage of their relationship. Neither of them say they’re dating, but they clearly are. Or at least, they’re trying to? Dan doesn’t concern himself with their confusing “will they/won’t they/they have/they won’t/they might again” situation.

Ella thinks it’s cute. Dan doesn’t know how Chloe hasn’t lost her mind.

When it looks like they’re not flirting as much anymore, he goes into the lab.

“I think I got something,” he says.

He explains the new lead he found while going through the case files. Chloe nods and thanks him, then leaves. That’s his cue—

“Daniel,” Lucifer says. “What are you doing this weekend?”

“Uh,” he stammers. “Work, probably. Why?”

It’s really weird for him to ask.

“The Detective and I are attending a pride bar crawl if you’d like to join us,” he says.

“I’m not gay,” Dan says.

“Right.” Lucifer scoffs in obvious disbelief. “As an ally, then. Miss Lopez is joining us as well.”

Well, if Ella’s coming, at least he won’t be the only straight person coming.

Not having Rae-Rae around was like phantom pain. Crime scenes always reminded her of Rae-Rae. But those days are over. She has amazing friends who love her and don’t judge her. Heck, if Chloe doesn’t find Lucifer crazy as hell… but no. It’s different with Ella. She’s not pretending when she says she can see ghosts. Or she wouldn’t be. If Ella told them. Which she wouldn’t, because she can’t face them looking at her…

The way everyone had.

Doesn’t it bother you? Rae-Rae had asked her just before she moved. Hiding part of yourself away?

I’m used to it, Ella had mumbled.

And she was— used to hiding her fascination for “creepy crawlies”, hiding her love for dissections, hiding her love for Comic-Cons, hiding her obsession for forensics (which feels abnormal), hiding her feelings. Nobody knows about the way she imagines in scarily accurate detail the way in which someone was murdered— human or animal. Yeah, Leo? She could see exactly how that played out in her mind. Nobody knows the best kiss she ever had was with Macey Jones freshman year of high school. She never lets it get further than a kiss or a one-night stand, always going for the bad boys.

How could she explain all the ways she’s messed up?

Chloe drives them to their lead at one of the banks downtown. Lucifer is talking on and on about… something she honestly couldn’t be bothered to listen to. Half the words he’s saying are Biblical metaphors she can’t understand anyway. She has a plan for how to handle their interrogation, but she also knows Lucifer well enough to expect him to completely screw it up.

“What floor are we headed to?” he asks, having stepped into the elevator before her.

“20th,” she says.

He reaches out to the panel and thinks for a moment. Why is he thinki—?

“Don’t do it,” she pleads.

He presses all the buttons anyway. She glares at him.

“What are you, five?” she groans.

He just grins at her.

Chloe gets off on the second floor. Taking the stairs would be faster, at this point. She thinks she hears him call out her job title as she does, but she doesn’t really care whether he’s following behind or not. Really, was it too much to ask for one case where he acts like a normal human being? No Devil metaphors, no weirdness, no toddler activities…

By the tenth floor, she’s rethinking her life choices. No mystery is worth—

“Detective,” a voice booms from behind her.

She nearly trips over the next step.

“What is wrong with you?” she asks Lucifer.

He ignores her annoyance. “Are you really going to walk up all these stairs?”

“Instead of waiting at every floor? Yeah. Yeah, I am,” she says.

It’s only five more flights anyway.

“You do know there’s another elevator on the other side of the building, right?” he asks.

She could seriously shoot him right now.

“Are you messing with me?” she asks.

“When I pressed all the buttons in the other elevator, yes. Right now? No,” he says, ever so honest.

He leads her to a different elevator, this time only pressing the ‘20’ button. She thanks him by not punching him in the face. They get to the fifteenth floor before the elevator randomly stops functioning. Chloe looks over to him slowly to make sure this isn’t some ridiculous prank.

“Lucifer—”

“This isn’t my doing, I promise,” he tells her.

Are you serious? she asks the universe, glaring up. Chloe presses the call button on the elevator.

“This is oddly good timing for our suspect,” Lucifer says passively, as they wait for maintenance to connect.

“You’re right,” she mumbles. “And there’s usually no service in elevators…”

She tries Dan anyway. Thankfully, it goes through.

“Dan, we’re stuck in an elevator. Send backup,” she says, saving words in case it randomly cuts out.

“Wait, what? Why?” Dan asks over the phone.

“We think our suspect knows we were coming,” she says.

Lucifer heads towards the elevator doors.

“I gotta go,” she mumbles. “Lucifer don’t pry those open.”

“Why not?” he asks, still getting ready to not listen to her.

“Unless you wanna fall to your death, that’s not a good idea!”