Chloe Decker, having just watched her partner transform into an eldritch horror: I have to fuck him
Anyone Else: you really don't have to?
Chloe Decker: no I'm gonna
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Chloe Decker, having just watched her partner transform into an eldritch horror: I have to fuck him
Anyone Else: you really don't have to?
Chloe Decker: no I'm gonna
you know what would be good for drawing lots of teeth? eldritch lucifer *eyes emojii*
oh. oh you so right, anon. you so right. gimme like......four hours though
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Chapters: 3/3 Rating: M Relationships: Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar Additional Tags: Eldritch Horror, Eldritch!Lucifer, True Forms, Supernatural Elements, Monster Sex Chapter Summary:
Chloe knows this is different than her just being able to see what he really looks like, this is Lucifer completely stripped of the human appearance he wraps himself up in, a primordial, unformed thing.
Lucifer's head lifts to look up at the man and his smug smile has vanished into pale faced fear as clusters of white eyes all swivel to focus on him. Lucifer's extremities shift, bracing himself, as his chest billows with heaving breaths. There he stands in all his terrible, wonderfully glory. A creature of holy writings and nightmares.
He inhales, long and ragged. Then there's a moment of unbroken stillness before Lucifer's face unhinges, splitting open like overripe fruit to reveal a too deep mouth bristling with teeth. It stretches impossibly wide and he roars.
It's inhuman. An unholy explosion of sound that makes her back break out into a cold sweat and every hair stand on end. Everything in the room rattles and the hundreds of candles are instantly snuffed.
Then pandemonium breaks out.
#goo-cifer
i love this because it conveys both a sense of goo and of goose (ie. feathers) and really, that’s pretty on brand for eldritch!lucifer
Hey there! I'm really enjoying working my way through your Lucifer fics! Ever think you'll revisit eldritch!Lucifer?
I can't promise anything, but.............
.....maybe.
It wouldn't be a direct continuation of the first story, but probably a time jump of three or four months to when Lucifer and Chloe can have plenty of alone time to, ah, let loose. But I have very little of that planned out. Practically none of it. I need to come up with another list of weird words to work with so I can start imagining.
Then I'd like to have a third story where shenanigans ensue and Dan and Ella get roped into things.
But! I'm also super burned out right now and have other things going on, so if or when these stories ever happen is pretty much up in the air.
What kind of plot is Eldritch going to have? It's my favorite story so far!
Well, the next one will probably be unrepentant monster fucking, but the story after that will have plot. Dan and Ella are involved. I only have one scene really clear in my mind and a few lines, but I feel like it's got enough impact to build a story around.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works By Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/3 Rating: T Relationships: Chloe Decker/Lucifer Morningstar Additional Tags: Eldritch Horror, Eldritch!Lucifer, True Forms, Supernatural Elements Summary:
“You’re staring,” Lucifer says abruptly.
She blinks, realizing she got caught up in the slow undulation along his arms. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
His face is all teeth, expression caught halfway between grinning and snarling. “I know it’s nightmarish. Shall we set up a safe word for when it becomes too much? Perhaps a return to Monkey Bottoms?”
“No,” she objects instinctively, “That’s not what I-”
He cuts her off. “No need to punish yourself with it, darling,” and the endearment somehow slices like an insult. “I know it’s not easy to…to look on it. Perhaps it was foolish of me to think we could just pretend otherwise, but there’s no need for you to subject yourself to it for my sake.”
“Lucifer, stop.” She splays her hands out on her desk, trying to bear up underneath his torrent of words. “It’s mesmerizing.” It comes out a little too sharp, a little too honest.
333 (being holy instead of devilish hehe) if you're still doing the wip ask game
haha very nice! there’s quite a few devilish numbers still waiting to be filled, so you’re an exception. ;D
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Knowing that he’s been avoiding direct contact for some reason, despite the fact that she had touched him earlier, at the penthouse, palm to cheek; she reaches out to press her fingers to his arm. Eyes recede, sinking down and vanishing before her touch. She pauses. “It...doesn’t hurt you, does it?”He chuckles. “No, it feels pleasant, as it does whenever you touch me.”She ignores the way his voice dips, practically rolls against her senses like a physical caress. “How come I don’t feel the-“ she pauses, frowning, “feel what I see.”“Because it’s just your vision that’s been effected. I remain the same as I was before. I feel your hand on my sleeve. There’s enough pressure that I can feel warmth, but nothing more.”“So, you wouldn’t feel it if I were to...poke one of your other eyes.”His laugh is bright and loud this time. “No, not while I still have control of myself and my form.”