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Wrote an established relationship amnesia fic for the lovely Quacks & Tunes Appleradio Zine, which has just opened leftover sales! It's fluffy and has a happy ending, and I hope you enjoy! βΈ(ο½‘Λ α΅ Λ )βΈπβ¨
An excerpt:
Lucifer wakes in a bed heβs never seen before, wrapped in red covers. A gentle series of piano chords plays in the distance, leading to vocals about autumn and new love. At last, he notices themβwiry arms covering his midsection. Sharp, clawed hands have slipped underneath his shirt and gently press against his stomach. Lucifer shifts, trying to catch a glimpse of the otherβs face, but they hug his torso tightly. The jazz song playing warbles into static. When the other refuses to budge, he relents, chases the other source of warmth in his bed, and buries his head into their fluffy chest. Glee pirouettes along his skin, traveling through his fingertips and across his heart, as the sin succumbs to that long-standing ache. He canβt remember the last time he got to be so close to someone, to even be allowed the chance to hold someone and be held in turn. In fact, heβLucifer groans. He canβt remember much of anything at the moment.














