#deckerstar fic

Locked Out of Heaven

Summary:

Slowly and quietly, she curls her wrist, reaching for her sleeve. The bobby pin slips free. She forces her breathing to remain steady and sluggish. She finds the crimped end and straightens the metal out into one long piece. The chain jingles as she fidgets. Peppermint glances over, but returns to studying the hallway. The process of getting the ends into the latch lock is painstaking. The metal presses into her wrist hard, but yet not to the point of cutting.

She twists the end into the lock holding the latch and freezes at the small click. She counts to thirty, but Peppermint doesn’t bother to turn.

“So,” she says, getting his attention. It’s a risk, having him look at her while she does this, but she needs information, and Peppermint is the only one who seems disposed toward conversation. “Wanna tell me why I’m here?”

Rating: Mature

Fandom: Lucifer (TV)

Relationships: Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar

It starts with a murder.

Oh God, You Devil (3,562 words) by monicawoe

Fandom: Lucifer (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar, Eve/Mazikeen (Lucifer TV) Characters: Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer TV), Chloe Decker, Mazikeen (Lucifer TV), Eve (Lucifer TV), Amenadiel (Lucifer TV), Michael (Lucifer TV) Additional Tags: Lucifer as God (Lucifer TV), Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer TV) Plays the Piano

Summary: Lucifer is God now. It’s what he wanted, and with Chloe by his side, nothing can go wrong. Right?

(set immediately post season five)

what happens behind the spooky stage door

   When Chloe and Lucifer have to sacrifice their Halloween for a stakeout, they find themselves in an admittedly creepy theater. And Chloe soon finds that the Devil isn't as resilient to the spooks of the paranormal afterall.

✨A new chapter of the Lucifer texting crack-fic. That’s what’s up.✨

Summary:

Maze is a bit clueless about 'human things', Trixie is a cunning little devil, and Chloe is not happy.

Summary: Chloe receives a letter from John Constantine about the end times. Lucifer tears it into pieces, laughing. (ft. platonic soulmates lucifer & chloe)

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“And one day soon, the Devil shall bring upon the end of all worlds? Well, this is preposterous, they don’t even tell you when this is supposedly coming to pass,” Lucifer says, tearing up the delicately written scroll Chloe had given to him.

Chloe reaches out to try to stop him but realizes it’s too late, balling her hand up in a fist, instead. “Lucifer, that’s—whatever, I know you don’t like this kind of stuff, because, well, you’re the Devil and if anyone’s going to know what you’re going to do next, then—”

“It would be me! Yes, thank you, Detective. Where on Earth did you even get this? You’re not usually the type to pick up apocalyptic preaching about me from random men on the street—well, at least, not anymore.”

Lucifer picks up his drink from the table and leans back in his seat, still lost in thought. Chloe finally sits down next to him, rubbing her hands on her knees and thighs in the way she does when she’s usually thinking.

“It’s from a… reliable source,” she says, looking away.

Lucifer stares her down, offended. “Keeping secrets now, are we? What happened to being partners?”

“He told me you wouldn’t believe it if it came from him.”

“Clearly, I don’t believe it either way, so come on then,” Lucifer gestures at her. “Spit it out.”

“Fine. It was from John,” Chloe says. “Constantine.”

Lucifer pauses for a second, and another, before breaking out into a laugh. “Detective, sometimes I forget that there is a sense of humour in there somewhere.”