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Could you possibly write a scenario or headcanons on a tea party date with Lucifer???? I'd appreciate it sm 😭💕

This has been on my mind for days, this seems so wholesome and I love the idea 🥺🥹🥹🫶

Thank you for requesting!

- let me tell you just how excited this man is…he has never had a tea party before, and when you explain it to him, he’s more than stoked! Everything has to be perfect.

- he dresses his best for this date even if it's just a casual thing. He's so nervous about fucking it up even if you say it's fine.

- he brings all the finest teas hell has to offer even if you insist on it not being necessary.

- he’s such a gentleman, decorating with your favorite flowers and bringing your favorite pastries to share. He's so in love with you it isn't even funny. He stopped wearing his wedding ring when you came into his life.

- did I mention that the tea cups he has are all duck-themed? Yeah… he just loves ducks so much.

- Lucifer will ask if everything is up to your standard because he’s nervous that he didn't do it right.

- he has so much fun with this tea party! It lasts hours and the two of you dance together as some soft melodies play in the background.

- he sings songs for you during this date as well, he’s such a hopeless romantic, but you love it.

- by the time everything is said and done and everything is cleaned up, he can't wait for the next tea party date, maybe he’ll make it a weekly occurrence, he had so much fun!

- next time he’ll invite his daughter, only if you allow it, of course, he will love to spend time with his two favorite people after all ♡

“Lucifer you really didn't need to do all of this….” your voice called out quietly as you felt blood rush to your cheeks. It was a gorgeous display of flowers, pastries, and wonderful-smelling teas. Neatly lined out for the choosing.

“Oh but I did my dearest apple!” he gave a sharp-toothed grin. He didn't believe in anything less than extravagant. You let out a soft giggle as you approached the king arms wrapping around his shoulders as you pulled him in, placing a kiss on his cheek. “It's lovely…thank you.” Lucifer was over the moon at the gesture. His arms wrapped around your waist pulling you flush against his body “Of course mi amor…” he murmured kissing you softly.

Murderer!Simon x fem!Reader (idea post)

Note: this is a short fic of what I plan on writing more of later. This contains mentions of murder (duh) body parts and stalking. The full fic will likely be much darker.

Soulmate AU, where two people will have the initials of someone's name marked on their skin, in the same spot as the other. It comes with their 18th birthday. This is a nearly impossible search because anyone can have the same initials as someone else. And there's only so many spots a mark can show up before it repeats with the same letters, so and so...

So fate, the little hopeless romantic that it is, also made it so that people can feel when they're closer to their soulmate.

It's a warm spread through their chest, then through their arms and their legs. A flush of the cheeks in some cases, when they're finally face to face with their one and only. Some people experience hairs rising on their neck or arms. Others say it's like the word becomes quiet all around you, because your heart is singing a song for you to hear.

Well.

You've been waiting for years and ofc you became lonely and heartbroken. No soulmate for you. Your friends all found one, you siblings as well. And you were alone, staring at the initials that showed up around your 18th birthday; S.R.

So why not go for a camping trip? Do something nice like get away from the city and relax. Maybe go swim in a lake, read a book, crochet, or cross stitch.

You've been so caught up in reading about how others found their soulmate, that you completely glossed over the missing persons articles. Campers going missing in the woods, some body parts showing up, but never the whole body.

Silly you.

Setting up your camper for the week, making yourself a campfire, you felt a little better. Small joys that made you feel like life was worth going on. Of course, maybe you were just harsh on yourself. It's only been 6 years right? There have been cases of people waiting even longer. That made you feel even worse.

You were so saddened and depressed, drowning in your own self-loathing that you never saw the dark figure of a man watching you from behind your camper. He blended in so well with the dark forest behind him, he couldn't blame you. That and he's done this plenty times.

He waited, which was unusual. Simon didn't wait for campers to go to bed. He liked watching them scream and run. He liked when the fear in their eyes was evident. But he watched you douse your fire. He watched you climb into your camper and through a window, he watched you settle down for bed.

Why was his chest thrumming? And why did it feel like the mark on his wrist was burning?

"Silence, Darling." He murmured, putting a finger to his lips as he grinned. From her position, pinned to the wall, (Y/n) wasn't quite sure what to do. Her friend was acting like he was a different person entirely. "Mark.. What are you-"

He cut her off with a kiss, leaving her breathless as he pulled away moments later. "Shhhh... do not say his name, not when I'm the one making you feel like this." He smiled, getting closer, as if to kiss (Y/n) again, but he stopped just short of her lips.

"Darling, do you really not know who I am?"

"M-mark, this really isn't funny. You're scaring me."

"I am not Mark." The man growled, his voice deep and husky, making (Y/n)'s cheeks flush red. "I.. then who are you?"

"I am the one in control. I am the master." He responded, leaning down and pressing a kiss to her neck as she whimpered in fear. With a soft chuckle, he leaned up again to gaze into her (e/c) eyes. "Do not be afraid, my love, for you and I are finally together and we shall never part again."

"How can I be yours if we've never met?" She said, blushing as she struggled to look away from his hypnotic eyes. "Please, just give me my friend back. Please, bring Mark back"

"You're making a mistake darling. I can give you anything, more than he could ever even offer." He kissed her again, this time, making (Y/n) sleepy with the warmth and comfort of his embrace. "But I don't even.. know who.. you are.." She murmured after he pulled away, somehow finding herself longing for another moment of passion.

"Darkiplier..." he whispered in her ear, his soft voice sending shivers down her spine. She repeated the name, her eyelids beginning to droop with sudden exaustion as he kissed her again. She then fell forward, unable to fight the need for rest. As he carried her away in his strong arms, (Y/n) heard the man's voice one final time before succumbing to the dreamscape.

"Happy Halloween, Darling."