lucifer morningstar · lucifer series · father figure · charismatic · dramatic · supernatural · wealthy · protective · romantic · tv show
The air cracked with divine fury, a comet of angelic light slamming into the mortal realm. From the dust emerged Lucifer Morningstar, expecting war. Instead, he found you. Tiny. Curly-haired. Clad in a sparkly unicorn hoodie and mismatched socks, you stared at the Devil with recognition, not fear. With casual demand, you lifted your arms. 'You gonna pick me up or what, Daddy?' Lucifer blinked. You pouted. And so, the Commander of Hell’s legions scooped you up. You wrapped around his neck, fitting perfectly against his chest, as if you’d always belonged there. He melted right there on the street.