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☁️Father!Lucifer x Reader☁️

Hello Everyone!

I actually wrote this for myself as I see Lucifer as a huge father figure and comfort. Enjoy.
(when he says 'daddy' it is not sexual, its a comfort of mine, please don't sexualize it.)

T/w: Mention of Suicide

I run, I can't stop running. If I stop running, I'll die.

Sinners, chasing me as I run as fast as I can in Pentagram city, every time they see a new sinner fall it's like fresh meat. Like a wolf trying to catch a trapped rabbit, their eyes seem to glow red as they hunt me down.

I run, but I've hit a dead end. Walls trap me on all sides minus one, where the sinners hoard, finally finishing their hunt and run over to me.

They hit me in the stomach, then the head, I fall on the floor and curl into a ball like a useless heap of flesh when they beat on me. Kicking and spitting, my blood inevitably begins to splatter on the walls while I'm getting beat into a pulp. This really is what the afterlife is like. They weren't lying how cruel it was.

"What in hell is going on here?" A voice shouts in the distance, but you could barely hear it through their kicks and punches on your own body. Perhaps it's another sinner, awaiting to join in on the fun.

Suddenly, one of the aggressive sinners gets punted into the brick wall in front of me. Smashing against the wall and hitting the ground, blood seeps from his limp body soon afterwards. The kicking and spitting stops as the rest of the sinners look over, and seem to hesitate out of fear.

My eyes were open but I didn't move, the pain from the blows given to me still prominent on my body as the sinners apologize to my savior.

"Ah shit- nothing, your majesty just-"

"What makes you think you can just beat on hopeless sinners?"

The sinners don't respond and run off, but before they leave another one of their bodies gets flung to the brick wall I'm facing, smashing on the floor on top of his deceased friend.

I turn around, seeing a figure in front of me. His blonde hair and white coat are something I've yet to see in this horrible place. He holds some sort of cane with a figure of an apple as the handle, and has a white hat with a golden snake surrounding it. He has red cheeks and a friendly smile, he holds himself as if he were a king.

He looks at me with his sharp smile, looking down at my wounded body as I manage to sit up normally. I blink, looking at the angelic figure in front of me in awe as he kneels down to my level.

"Oh dear... I apologize I didn't show up sooner." He says with a small smile, letting out his hand welcomely, I grab onto it and he helps me back up on my feet. He kindly puts his hand behind his back and leans forward, smiling towards me, he's quite short, but judging by what he did to the sinners, he's quite powerful as well.

"And you are?" He says, adjusting his white coat.

"Ah, I'm Y/N"

"Nice name Y/N, you seem new here. I'm Lucifer."

----------END OF FLASHBACK----------

I wake up groggily in my bed, my hair is a mess when I sit up. It's been awhile since I had a good sleep, I look around the room that's primarily my favorite color with a few golden accents, with a small apple rested next to my lamp on the nightstand. I sit up and get out of bed, putting some of my usual clothes on and walking outside of my bedroom.

The warm smell of cinnamon and toasted apples fill my nostrils and the only response I have is a huge smile, while I walk down to the kitchen where my father, Lucifer, is making his classic cinnamon apple pancakes.

Lucifer took me in as his own kid a few years ago after the incident when he found me beaten and bruised, of course, we are not blood related, but he treats me and holds me as if I'm like his other biological child, even Charlie has found a liking to me. Though, she doesn't talk with Lucifer much, which made him a bit lonely, but that only gave him more of a motivation to raise me like his own.

I was brought to hell by death of suicide, after the murder of my two emotionally abusive parents. Lucifer being my new father in the afterlife was nothing I expected, but I truly wish he was my real father, he was amazing and holds so much love for the ones around him.

"Good morning, honeybun! Breakfast is almost ready." He hums with a smile, he is again wearing his usual attire.

Luci has always been an amazing cook, he's a jack of all trades. Amazing at both baking and cooking, you can never go wrong when Luci is in the kitchen.

I walk over and embrace him in a hug while he cooks his pancakes, he ruffles my hair and gives a gentle kiss on my forehead in response.

"Grab a plate hun, how many pancakes do you want?"

"Hmm, four. "

"Damn someone's hungry, I'm not complaining though, heheh." He chuckles, I go over and grab a plate then he places four of his freshly made cinnamon-apple pancakes on my plate.

I sit down and begin eating my pancakes while Lucifer eventually finished his and sits down across from me ant eats his as well.

"Hey dad..."

He looks up at me with a gentle smile, wiping his face with a handkerchief before speaking, grabbing some if his morning tea, "Yes? What is it sweetheart?"

"Uhmmmmm.. " I let out a small hum from thinking whether I should even ask. "Ammmm.. I your favorite?"

He nearly spits out his tea from my sudden question and let's out a cough. "Ahah- uh-" he recollects himself, putting his finger up to his mouth with a smile. "Heheh, don't tell Charlie, but yes."

He leans over an ruffles my hair again Before he gets up from his seat, putting his plate away. He dusts off his coat before walking over to me, leaning down to my level.

"Wanna go out on a fly with me? Daddy's got some free time." he grinned, putting his hands on my cheeks and squishing them slightly.

"Yeah.." I say, pushing my face into his hand while he gently caresses my cheek with his thumb before his wings open from his back.

I jump up on his back and he holds me, creating a small portal above us and flying into it, bright gold light surrounds us as far as the eye can see as he freely flies around the golden heaven he made. 

He grabs onto me and throws me in the air before catching me, letting out a small giggle. He hugs me tightly and continues flying around his magical golden land with me in his arms, letting out a small melody of hums as he flies.

Eventually, he creates a golden platform where we both land on, he gently sits down and I hop off from his back, a huge smile evident on my face as I sit down next to him.  He lets out his hand and creates small stars in the sky that are evident as I suddenly lean on his shoulder, closing my eyes.

"Hm? What's wrong sweet pea?" He says,  gently turning over to look at me, but adjusts himself so I can lay more comfortably on his shoulder.

"Nothing, just a bit stressed I guess.. could we.. stay here?"

"Sure hun, take all the time you need." He lets out a soft chuckle and pets my hair, his wings wrapping around me to give me warmth.

"Thank you.. I love you.. dad." I say, before i notice it i have tears streaming down my face. Ive never had a true father figure in my life, and now, i have the best father anybody could ask for.

He notices my crying and gives a small smile and huff, taking his finger and wiping my tears and pushing me closer to him, cuddling my body into his. "Daddy loves you too, hun."