Summary: Y/N is a blessed child protected by the Archangel Michael. After an accident, she moves to LA and joins the LAPD as a forensic scientist. She is an atheist, therefore, her path is destined to collide with Lucifer’s, which will cause Michael’s wrath. When a new serial killer strikes in LA, Y/N will finally learn the truth about herself.

Warnings: set somewhere around season 2 with a lot of changes taken from the other seasons, like Lucifer’s devil form. Therefore, if you haven’t watched all four seasons, I recommend you don’t read it. Despite my endless love for the Deckerstar, in this story they will just be partners.

A/N: hello! I decided to only post this story here on Tumblr and not Ao3 because honestly the latter would take away a lot of time which I really don’t have. Therefore, I decided to reduce the length of the story, which will still be around 10 chapters. So if you decide to join this adventure with me, welcome on board! And thank you for trusting me in case you decide to stay for the whole story. As always, sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language and I am trying my best.

Part Two

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There is a moment in life, a crystallised instant frozen into time, when your world is crumbling into ashes, a moment where you are put in front of two options: let the ashes and scraps bury you or fight back and change what is killing you.

Fighting back was the hardest choice, you had learned it the hard way. Deciding to put your past behind you, to move forward and start a new life where, hopefully, things would go your way, was the most arduous choice you had ever made; and yet, the best.

You moved to LA a couple of weeks ago, knowing absolutely no one, barely being able to rent a place where to live and a job to help you survive. You had left your hometown behind, not regretting your decision even for a second. There was nothing left for you in that shallow city. No friends, no family. When you chose LA as a new chance at a better life, you did it knowing that everything could go wrong. LA was the city of thousands of possibilities, where people pursued their dreams. The harsh truth was that you were alone and from that moment on, your future depended on you. You had no intention of messing it up again.

You now worked for the LAPD as a forensic scientist. You had worked all your life to achieve this goal and still could not believe that you finally made it. You had worked in many labs before, but you had never collaborated with the police. Maybe your second chance to a better life was becoming more real than you had first imagined.

“So, Y/N, where are you from exactly?” Ella Lopez asked. She was your colleague now and the best forensic you had ever met. She was a nice girl.

You hummed, “oh from a small town.”

Ella looked confused, but you decided to ignore it.

“So, what brings you to LA?” she asked cheerfully.

You looked at her. You felt a bit guilty for the way you were treating Ella. This was your second meeting and you could tell Ella was trying really hard to get to know you. To be honest, you didn’t want to act so cold with her. You genuinely liked Ella, in fact, you would have loved to be friends. However, you could not allow yourself to break Ella’s trust and heart, not considering how pure and joyful she was.

It was best for you to stay alone.

“Just work,” you replied not even looking at Ella but focusing on your microscope instead.

“Ookay, got it. You are not a talker. Well, I am, so don’t mind me occasionally talking to myself. Actually, I’d talk to you cuz you look pretty cool but hey I don’t wanna pressure you.”

You chuckled, “got it.” Despite your efforts to remain cold, you had the feeling that Ella was growing on you and you were becoming rather fond of her endless talking.

Ella nodded, “good. So, have you found anything interesting?”

You finally looked at her and allowed yourself to smile lightly, “not really, just what we already know. Victim was found dead inside of a church, 3 stabs in the heart, several injuries added post-mortem. No sign of the killer’s DNA on anything we’ve got so far.”

Ella groaned, “damn, who would kill someone in a church?”

You shrugged, “a fanatic, I guess. To be honest, it doesn’t seem to be personal,” you muttered getting closer to Ella so that you could both look at the photos taken on the crime scene. “Look at the way the body is displayed, it’s too methodical to be a rushed action dictated by anger.”

“Yeah, you might be right. So, what do you think we are dealing with?”

You shrugged again, “I don’t know. But clearly the killer had a whole scheme planned ahead.”

“Wait, it’s like you said,” Ella exclaimed taking the photo of the dead body and pointing a finger at it, “it’s clearly a methodical work which requires time, therefore, the killer knew exactly what to do and how to do it. They planned this, and I think it means that they had a lot of time to display the body like this. Who could have all this time in a church without no one noticing?”

“You are right, especially since these injuries post-mortem wouldn’t have been easy to add in such a precise way unless knowing that no one is going to disturb you.”

Ella smiled, jumping around and hugging you, “we are such a great team! I need to tell Chloe about our theory, I’ll be right back, partner!” and with that said she was gone.

You smiled, there was something inside you that was becoming warmer, a feeling you had long forgotten. Ella had called you partner and even though you were trying to avoid getting close to your co-workers, the thought of it was enough to leave you smiling like you had not done in a long time.

It felt good to finally have a theory about the case. You had joined the LAPD only two days ago and they were already working on this case. Apparently, a white man, around 45 years old, was found murdered in a church four days ago. The cause of death was three stabs in the chest but the gruesome part was the way his body was displayed in the middle of the church; the man was laying down with his arms stretched and two needles pinning his hands to the floor, while his legs were crossed and also pinned by a needle. The curious part was that the man was an atheist and that according to his wife he would never set foot on a church. The detective Decker was investigating the case when you joined them and apparently nothing had been found on the killer yet.

They still didn’t have much information on the person that could have killed that man but at least now they had a lead to follow.

You were still looking at the file when the door of the lab sprung open.

“Miss Lopez! Any update on-…” the person who had entered suddenly stopped and looked at you in annoyance, “you are not Miss Lopez!”

You raised an eyebrow and looked at the man, “clearly not.”

The man scoffed, “and who are you exactly?”

“Y/N Y/L/N. May I ask you the same question?”

“Oh, you must be the new lab geek. The detective had mentioned it earlier, I think,” he muttered to himself before looking at you and grinning, “I am Lucifer Morningstar.”

You were beyond shocked, just standing there with your mouth and eyes wide open. “Lucifer Morningstar? You serious?”

He chuckled, “of course! I am the Devil, darling.”

You burst into laughter. You could not believe what you had just heard.

Lucifer seemed offended, “something is amusing you, perhaps?”

He was now walking towards you, a serious and intense look in his eyes. You found yourself taking a step back, suddenly very aware of his closeness.

“I just find hard to believe that you are the Devil, Mr Morningstar.”

Lucifer smiled wickedly, “oh, do you now?”

He was getting too close. So close that you could finally notice how handsome this man looked, how dangerously attractive and charming he was.

“Tell me, Miss Y/L/N, what is it that you desire?”

You gulped and looked away. For some reason, you found that question frighteningly intimate. There was something about this man that made you feel naked, exposed, vulnerable. And you hated it. You clasped your necklace in your hand and, as if waking up from a dream, you narrowed your eyes. 

“I desire pizza. Now, if you’ll excuse me” you replied, walking away from him.

Lucifer blinked several times, he could swear his mojo was working, he could not understand what just happened.

“Who is that girl?” he whispered when the door of the lab closed in front of his face.

New Idea for a Lucifer x Reader Fanficiton

I am working on a Lucifer Morningstar x Reader/Original Female Character (I still have to decide) and I think it’s going to be my most challenging story so far! I am so excited!!

I think I am going to post it on Ao3 because it will be quite long. I’ll probably post it here as well, in case someone is interested.

Here’s the plot:

- Reader is a blessed child protected by the Archangel Michael

- Reader works with the LAPD as a forensic scientist together with Ella

- Reader is an atheist, therefore, she will often clash with Lucifer

- Reader wears a necklace that protects her from danger

- Reader will have a hard time believing Lucifer is actually the devil

This is what I can reveal so far. I don’t know when I will start posting it, for I am really busy (I’m an aunt now!!) but it’s a story that I really care about so I want to take time to make it good.

As always, it’s based on one of my weird dreams. Can’t wait to show you guys the first chapter!

Lucifer S01E01 (2015)

Who misses Lucifer and Trixie?!

The first thing that pops up on my Instagram today!

He says he’s not in it and not I’m going to be on the look out for him just incase he’s pulling an Andrew Garfield

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