these acts are not strictly romantic. you may interpret them as you wish.
alastor, sir pentious, stolas, verosika, and vox
π βΛβ‘ | alastor despises television, but anything you suggest, he'll watch with you (provided it's not on a voxtek television, of course).
β― βΛβ‘ | sir pentious fixes anything that's broken β no matter what it is, from your sink to your watch to a book β and it's done before you even notice something's wrong.
βΎ βΛβ‘ | stolas has the path of your favorite constellation memorized, and always points you towards it when the skies allow.
β βΛβ‘ | verosika leaves lipstick marks as love notes β you'll find one on your hand in the morning when you wake up, on the mug she hands you, on a post-it note stuck to your desk.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vox will never send someone in his place to check in on you, not even his assistant. you're too important to him to just trust someone else's word that you're "doing fine."
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vox wants you sitting on his lap while he works in his office. as much as he'd like you to be there during meetings, the last thing he needs is being bombarded with questions about it, or even worse, you being affected by this little "scandal."
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | lucifer likes you lying down on his chest or vice versa. he likes to listen to your heartbeat when he's on yours, and he likes to play with your hair and trace imaginary shapes on your face/neck/whatever he can reach.
π βΛβ‘ | alastor isn't the biggest fan of touch, but he enjoys having your head on his lap while he reads. if you fall asleep, he'll simply wait until you wake up.
β― βΛβ‘ | sir pentious is clingy in his sleep. he'll wrap himself around you regardless of form β demon or human, doesn't matter. while awake, though, he tends to prefer his personal space, but if you ask for physical affection, he won't deny you.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vox covers you with a blanket and orders all other staff out of the room, leaving just you two in the soft silence, no matter what he was doing. middle of a meeting? doesn't matter, your rest is the priority.
π βΛβ‘ | alastor's response depends on his mood β some days he'll lean you onto his shoulder, others he'll ease your head into his lap, and some other days he has no reaction. however, it's never a negative reaction.
βΎ βΛβ‘ | stolas immediately picks you up and gets you to the nearest bed/sofa/comfortable-place-to-lay-down.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | lucifer loves to wrap you up in his embrace to make sure you can get as much rest as possible. you just look so precious to him!
β βΛβ‘ | verosika laughs softly and rubs your shoulder, shushing her crew members to a more manageable level so you can get a little bit of sleep.
male reader. set in the 1950s. reader is significantly younger than vincent (in their 20s, while he's in his 40s to 50s).
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α―€ βΛβ‘ | he was obsessed with you from the start, but in a more controlling way, not so much a "whipped and ready to listen" way. you're beautiful and young, and he craves control.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | as we've been told, his feelings for men were not something he fully came to terms with in his life. so he'd make constant excuses for liking you, like as long as he was in control β after all, he had the upper hand in nearly every way: he was older, your boss, richer, all of that β it didn't matter if he took a man or a woman as a lover. right?
α―€ βΛβ‘ | you have more freedom than a young lady would β a male secretary sticking by his boss is more likely to be seen as dedication, rather than a romantic or sexual relationship of any sort. plus, you were far less likely to be accused of "sleeping to the top," which saved both you and vincent a lot of the possibility of such a scandal.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | you become the talk of the tabloids occasionally just for your looks, the magazines spinning you in some whirlwind office romance with random girls here and there, even if you'd only crossed paths once. the papers like to play with you, someone on the side of the public eye. while it's a headache, it never hurts your image β not to mention it offers protection from anyone accusing you of being queer.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vincent excuses his disinterest in starting a nuclear family as devotion to his work. after all, he wouldn't want to put some young lady through the stress of having a husband that was never home, right?
α―€ βΛβ‘ | you still have your youth on your side for a bit longer, and when that time runs out, you would follow the same excuse when asked why you haven't found a lovely woman to settle down with yet.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vincent dotes on you in his own odd ways. he offers praise dressed up in egotistical comparisons to his own work, salary bonuses under the guise of you having boosted his image, gifts to show off his own money and power.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | he insists on buying you some high-end wardrobe under the excuse of "my secretary has to look just as sharp, or i'll look sloppy." he dresses you in darker/more muted colors, as he doesn't want to be outshined, but will never allow you to dress in an ill-fitting outfit or a color that doesn't suit you.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | he treats you to a better living situation with the same excuse β "if they find out my secretary lives in such a shabby place, what will they think of me?" β nothing as extravagent as his, but definitely a nice apartment close to both his place and the studio.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | however, your living situation is strategically placed so he's still much closer to the studio than you are. if nights at the channel run late, he'll insist you spend the night with him, because his place is closer. it's all carefully planned out, and all for his benefit.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | late nights become more and more common, a product of his own orchestration, going from maybe one every month or two to a guaranteed multiple times a week. he starts to suggest β more like push β for you to leave personal items at his place. changes of clothes, a hairbrush, a toothbrush, so you're not running out the door in the morning to get ready before work. it decreases the chance of the tabloids snapping a photo, and allows him to spend more time with you in the mornings.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | you never fully move in with him, but you get pretty damn close.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | if paparazzi or papers catch wind of these late nights, he has the perfect story ready to go time and time again. you fell asleep at his table working on paperwork, you just had to pick something up before work, it was too cold for you to get home comfortably. excuses given with a silver tongue and a sharp smile. and everyone believes him β every. single. time.
π βΛβ‘ | alastor would gently lull you to sleep with his voice, maybe with an old french song or a book chapter β or even just rambling about nothing.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vox would feign slight annoyance, but his refusal to fall asleep until he's sure you're asleep yourself gives away just how much he cares.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | lucifer would hold you close and fulfill any touch needs you may have β playing with your hair, rubbing your back, tracing shapes on your arms, you name it, he'll gladly do it.
reader (gender neutral) was romantically involved with vincent prior to his death, witnessed him die, and died a few years later themselves.
requested by @toomanyfandomstoomanyhotmen
α―€ βΛβ‘ | while it's true he's had some fun on the side, he's never forgotten about you.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | he misses you more than he'd like to admit, as admitting that would mean admitting you were far more to him than just a devotee.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | he's had surveillance out for you β an ear out on earth and both eyes out in hell β ever since he had gotten the technology to do it, making sure he heard about every new death that shared your name and characteristics.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | you "found" him first (recognizing his voice from a commercial less than 48 hours into your arrival), but he *found* you first (actually tracked you down).
α―€ βΛβ‘ | he confirmed that it's you by your eyes and how you move; you recognize him from his smile and his voice.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | you'd never heard him say "i love you" one time while alive β he thought himself above such rhetoric β but it slips out of his mouth in the silence, barely more than a television crackle, without him even realizing.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | he still denies that he said that to this day, but you know it's true.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | assuming you get back together with him, things tend to be pretty smooth in your relationship.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | vox is a volatile person and there's a few spats here and there, but nothing relationship-shattering.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | (prior to the whole cannon thing) you lived in comfort, never wanting for much, always getting what you ask for.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | as busy as he is, he'd never dare to not come "home" for more than 48 hours, or miss a scheduled date night.
α―€ βΛβ‘ | things aren't perfect, but they're good enough for hell.
gender neutral sinner reader x lucifer morningstar
requested by anonymous
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | it's widely known how much disdain, even hate, lucifer holds for sinners. so one can only imagine the cognitive dissonance that went off in his brain when he realized he had feelings for you.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | he wants you so, so, so badly, regardless of your sinner status. hell, regardless of what you did. you're just too sweet.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | he makes a joke about you two getting together to test the waters, only to be met with a confused stare and a soft "i thought you hated us. why would someone like me have a chance with you?" this hurts him more than he'd ever admit, even though it's not your fault at all. you were just stating what you had thought and been shown to be true.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | it's very unlikely he'd ever 100% come around to liking or tolerating sinners β you're an exception for him, not the norm. he'd never admit to being wrong about sinners overall, either β his pride is too high for such an admittance.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | he'll flirt with you, but any confused/unsuccessful attempts he'll play off as a joke or lightly laugh off and refuse to answer further questions.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | he won't admit his feelings to you for a good while. you'll get flowers, teasing, notes, and gifts leading up to it, but the confession will take time due to his general attitude towards sinners and his pride.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | if you confess first, he'll be overjoyed, but considering your hesitation earlier, that feels like an unlikely outcome to him.
βπ¦ βΛβ‘ | if you confide your insecurities over feeling like just some "dirty sinner," undeserving of his love and affection, he'll do everything he can to reassure you that he really does adore you.
