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let it be known

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having consulted different people and following his own judgement, lucifer believed this was the best way to go about it. and so after a fulfilling home cooked dinner of steak and wine, lucifer got up from his chair, carefully reached into the inside pocket of his coat, and got down on a knee as he opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. "chloe jane decker," he proclaimed, a teasing lilt to his voice as he always did because of her BORING middle name, "will you marry me?"

        it’d really been a perfect evening, and chloe was happy to bask in the warm aftermath of great food and expensive wine, waiting for the meal to settle before they inevitably retired to lucifer’s bed until morning. in all honesty, she felt a little bit spoiled by this man, and his cooking, and the absolutely mesmerizing view of l.a. from the penthouse balcony that’d drawn her to stand at the railing, admiring the lights. 

        but chloe’d learned to let herself be spoiled a bit when staying at lucifer’s place—she even enjoyed it a little, which she never would have been able to do before they met, back when she was too focused on doing everything for everyone else that she forgot to do anything for herself. now it was like her altruism had met his hedonism and created something better for both of them to thrive. together. 

        when lucifer appeared at her side, chloe thought maybe he’d come to complain she wasn’t paying enough attention to him. she’d been distracted by the city below for five whole minutes, after all. she turned with an indulgent smile, though her brow soon furrowed as he dropped to his knee, her head tilting slightly to the side at the use of her full name. she wasn’t at ALL prepared for the question he asked. in fact, it took her a few seconds of wide-eyed blinking to fully register the words in the order he’d said them. 

       “oh, wow.” chloe exhaled, offering a bewildered smile as her expression softened, melting from initial surprise to glowing fondness. “lucifer—” she passed a hand over her face and laughed softly, a brief and airy sound. “sorry, i just really wasn’t expecting this tonight, or… um, ever, y’know? i mean—come here.” she took lucifer’s hands in hers, the ring box still tucked safely inside, and drew him up to stand with her. 

        after a moment, chloe reached for lucifer’s face, his rough stubbled cheeks cupped between her palms. “ask me one more time,” she said. “please.” her voice had gone so soft, the wind might’ve stolen it away if they weren’t standing so close together. this time she was ready, watching lucifer’s eyes intently, looking for something she couldn’t describe but knew in her gut she’d recognize when she saw it. chloe decker’s hunches had yet to lead her wrong, and this was the strongest she’d ever had. 

       and whatever it was, she found it. “yeah, i will.” chloe broke into a tearful smile, bright enough to outshine the cityscape behind her, and nodded. “yes, lucifer. just—yes.” before lucifer could react, chloe rocked up onto her toes with a flurry of interrupting kisses. she murmured the word—yes, yes, yes—again and again in the breathless space between them, until it stopped sounding REAL, and she was sure he’d gotten the message anyway. 

@samnael

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i can tell you right now no human has ever been or will ever be more surprised by a marriage proposal than chloe jane decker when the devil asks her to marry him. 

[lcftwild]

@samnael / liked.

     “look, chloe’s not here and i’m really not in the mood for your particular brand of crazy today.”   eyes flicker over the man briefly, before jerking his head in the direction of the lab.   “i think ella’s here, if you want to see if she’s up for it.”

[honorborn-a-blog]

@samnael said :  starts singing holding out for a hero as he cooks breakfast for them both >:)c

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐘, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐋𝐘  emanating from the penthouse’s kitchen. his voice ever saccharine and charming, the delectable scent of eggs and waffles, fruits, even, wafting through the hallway as he padded across the house toward lucifer. rao, clark hadn’t even known the other knew how to cook. he’d roused with the intention to cook   lucifer   breakfast himself. not once would he have believed this to be his life if it’d been presented before him years afore, yet there it was   —   laid out before him on a silver platter, mended wings and a stitched up heart.    ❛    mm, waffles   ?    ❜    he sauntered up behind the man, hands unhesitating in their ascent as they fleetingly wrapped around his waist, unbridled security in the fold of clark’s arms.    ❛    and here i thought i was going to wake up and make   you   breakfast. what a nice surprise.    ❜

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but i gotta

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tell me about chloe's reaction to lucifer telling her ( after the sniper thing post-uriel's death ) that she can't understand ( all that's happened ) OWO

send me a scene from canon and i’ll babble about how my muse felt 

        she feels…kinda hurt, tbh. they’ve known each other a while at that point, at least a year, and chloe thinks of lucifer one of her closest friends (and she doesn’t have very many friends to begin with). on top of that, he’s her partner, and that goes well beyond their professional working relationship—which has never actually been all that professional—and in their line of work such partnerships tend to run especially deep. they’re often getting themselves into dangerous situations, after all, and you need to be able to trust your partner implicitly. 

        but lucifer doesn’t seem to even trust chloe enough to let her try to understand what he’s going through, and that hurts and frustrates her. she wants to be there for him. she wants to be there for everyone she cares about, but so few of them are willing to talk to her about what’s going on with them. nobody ever lets her in completely which is deeply painful and frustrating for someone who’s had so few close relationships in the past. she wants to be as much a part of their lives as they are of hers. 

        it just hurts the most coming from lucifer because she’s falling in love with his stupid ass. 

[lumenari-moved]

is it nali loving hours?? i love your take on lucifer, and i love the lore you've developed for her. it's so rich and so interesting to read that though every time i make jokes about it i absolutely love everything you do UWU

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i love jokes so it’s ok. 😂 but aaaah thank you so much. u r best twin. 💜