#deckerstar fic

[dontruinmymorning]

I’m searching for a Lucifer fic that had like hundreds of chapters. There’s a story about him and baby Rory going shopping and she wants to sit in the front seat with him but she’s too little. And somebody used a pic of a guy in a suit and a little girl climbing into a luxury car. The guy is holding a dior bag I think and a little teddy bear bag.

[esmealux]

Locked Out of Heaven

“You don’t go on dates. You’ve never been on a date," Maze points out. "What are you gonna do if it goes to shit?” There’s barely any concern in her eyes, just plain curiosity. “It’s not like you can ghost her in her own home.” Lucifer frowns. “Why would it go to shit?” Maze quirks her split brow. “I’m having dinner with her, Maze. Not performing an open heart surgery.” He pours a little more whiskey into his glass. “What could go wrong?”

[thewollfgang]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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

Chapter triggers in Author Notes

[melissakingdon]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It starts with a murder.

Chloe is especially not happy when she hears the words undercover. And Lucifer? Lucifer will hate it. or, post-season 4 deckerstar goes undercover as a married couple in order to stop a criminal organization. with unresolved feelings and sexual tension, how will they make it through?

[monicawoe]

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)

thanks to my beta @luckyraeve

[targsdaenerys]

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.

my contribution to @thedeckerstarnetwork​‘s Incredible Exchange! happy halloween, @missielynne​ :)

[very-correct-lucifer]

Guess what’s up? :)))

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

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary:

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

Again.

[jessequicksters]

A Crisis of Faith (and of Universes, Too)

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.”

“Yeah, well. He clearly went through a lot of trouble to send me this message. Isn’t he still...”

Chloe can’t bring herself to say the words.

“Time-travelling, yes,” Lucifer says.

The words still make Chloe visibly upset. It’s rather adorable, really. “Why can’t he just, you know, magically send you a message?”

“Angels aren’t permitted to break the flow of the space-time continuum,” Lucifer replies. “Dad gets a little testy when we do that. Of course, now that the mortals have figured out how to do it, the rules are being contested by my other siblings, but in any case, magic is too complicated to pass through time.”

“So you don’t believe it at all? John’s message, about the collapsing of worlds and everything?”

“Of course not,” Lucifer stands up. “Come now, Detective, you’re not usually one to worry about such things. I think a drink should do you some good. Has that offspring of yours been keeping you up? Or is it Dan these days?”

Chloe rolls her eyes, but follows him to the bar anyway. Lucifer goes straight for the whiskey shots, sliding one over to her as she sighs and accepts that she’s going to need to start keeping track of the time from now on. It’s been a while since she’s spent time with Lucifer outside work.

And if it’s going to be the end of the world, well.

She drinks down the shot and finds the Devil with an amused smile, leaning over from behind the bar.

“What?” she asks.

“Oh, nothing. Just—the last time you thought I was going to bring about the end times, I was afraid that we could never have this again. This partnership. To be honest, Detective, that was the closest I had ever felt to bringing about the apocalypse.”

“Lucifer,” Chloe says, gently.

He quickly straightens himself up and raises his hands, “Let’s not get too sappy now, all right. I know you can barely contain yourself, which is why I spoke for the both of us. No further comment required.”

Chloe reaches out to hold his hand over the bar. “No further comment, then, partner.”