my_own_advocate: (lucifer - madness behind the grin)
It was an oft-heard claim, that Lucifer was the only angel who enjoyed the pleasures of Earth. Propaganda, spread by his haughtier-than-thou siblings. No, some of them were almost as bad - they just didn't have as much of a habit of actually touching the humans.

"It's one Hell of a choice you and the other angels have to make, brother," Lucifer said, leaning back in his nice, plush Lux seat. "The Silver City must be all abuzz. Lucifer or Michael?"

All right, so that was fluffing up the truth a bit. But Jophiel had been one of the few of his siblings who'd come around after a few thousand years, fascinated as he'd become with drink and parties. "So, what's it going to be, Jophiel?"

His brother had chosen for a light robe with no shirt and copious necklaces - a bit like Duke, if Duke were a linebacker who communicated largely through keg stands. Jophiel looked at him, beamed, and said, "Ah, I'll have a Red Bull vodka, yo."

"No, I mean for God," Lucifer said irritably. He waved for the dancer to leave. "Excuse us please, love." Jophiel looked betrayed. (Coward.) "I actually ordered you something rather special."

Jophiel perked up. "You got Tito's?"

"I said special."

"Grey Goose?"

Yes, all comparisons to Duke really did end at the befuddling fondness for cheap necklaces. "It's Belisario Viscount. It's one of, if not the finest, vodkas in the world, 1.3 million..." The look on Jophiel's face remained vapid. "...never mind, just try it."

Oooh, that's hype, yo! )

I'm glad you decided to come, Chloe said. I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing. )

Once this all ended well and Dan was back to being his annoying douchey self where he belonged, Lucifer would not be admitting to the way he'd rushed to the police station. )

Everything felt like a blur: she couldn't stop feeling Dan in her arms, not even when she stumbled into the hospital waiting room, pale and shocked. )

Trixie's finally asleep, Chloe said softly. )

[[ taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x15, 'Is This Really How It's Going To End?'. CW: NPC character death that actually sticks this time. preplayed with the incredible [personal profile] okteiviakom and [personal profile] betterthanaplan ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - fondness is in the eyes)
It was a nice, bright morning in Los Angeles, just a few days before Lucifer's self-imposed ultimatum about leaving ended. He remained on a quest to apologize for his therapist-inflicted overthinking and subsequent attempts to break up with Duke and Octavia, and so, today...

...Today it was time to spoil Octavia with a visit to the Aquarium of the Pacific.

He hummed brightly to himself as he paid for their tickets, then slid past the nice cashier and into the aquarium properly.

[[ for two, and some ocd. everything taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x14, 'Nothing Lasts Forever'. ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - bang - yolo)
Daniel! You've been staring at that same file for ten minutes now, it's like the world's worst nature documentary. )

[[ nfb due to distance, open to those who know who they are. taken from Lucifer episode 5x12, 'Daniel Espinoza: Naked and Afraid', which is a pile of ridiculous I love dearly. ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - headtilt)
It was time.

Lucifer and Amenadiel strode down the steps into the belly of Lux, their expressions determined, their words prepared--

"Are you positive you're ready?" Lucifer said, pausing abruptly to look at his brother.

Amenadiel blinked. "Yeah," he said.

Okay. Good. Lucifer sighed, adjusted his jacket, and pressed on down the next flight of stairs. Ready and willing to do what was necessary. Sometimes something simply needed to be done, and--

"...And you won't back down, no matter what nefarious mind games He tries to play, because we need to present--"

"A united front," Amenadiel droned. "I know. Don't worry, Lucy, we both agree Dad needs to go home."

Right, of course. Lucifer nodded, gestured with both hands, and then pointed onward. To Dad, and difficult conversation. With his older brother at his side, there was no way this could go wrong. No, not at all. He held up his fist, and Amenadiel bumped his gravely.

Together. A united front. Ready for--

"Oh, for-- he was just here!"

Hey! Hi. Have you seen a rather large, attractive gentleman? Broad shoulders, piercing eyes? Heroic face? Looks a little like me? )

[[ for those two who are in LA. everything in this post taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x11, 'Resting Devil Face'. CW: explosion of a major NPC. he gets better. ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - intense drinking)
Yesterday had been... something. And while Lucifer may have managed to find some rest buried under the bodies of both of his partners, when he woke up early the next morning, his mind was back to a whirl of useless thoughts and worse emotions. So when Miss Lopez texted, asking him to come in on a case for old time's sake, he may have jumped at the chance.

Though at least he did tell Duke and Octavia before he went running off this time.

An hour later, he was standing in, of all things, a mini-golf course, watching Miss Lopez take pictures and fend off well-meaning colleagues who were trying to get her to take a vacation. She clearly wasn't doing well under the whole 'my boyfriend's a serial killer' strain, but he admired her dedication to just... puttering on.

Heh.

Of course Miss Lopez wasn't the only one at the scene. )

In which there is a Family Dinner, and someone walks in bearing grenades. )

[[ taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x09, 'Family Dinner', and preplayed with the amazing [personal profile] okteiviakom and [personal profile] betterthanaplan ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - everything hurts too much)
Chloe had been kidnapped. Chloe had been kidnapped while on a murder case. Since that still to be played out phone call that morning, Lucifer had been able to think of nothing else. Had been able to do nothing else but take off to Los Angeles, fly to her house, check for clues, race to the station, start working.

The speed operation had meant leaving Duke and Octavia at the Portalocity terminal, but they would get here soon enough. Right now Lucifer didn't have the capacity to worry about whether they were finding their way.

His heart kept wanting to beat out of his chest.

But he had to focus. And no one asked any questions when he walked into the precinct, demanding every scrap of evidence they'd found so far. Everything about her case. About the killer.

The LAPD just silently welcomed him back into his old workplace and let him do his thing.

What the hell, Lucifer? )

[[ taken and adapted from Lucifer 5x08, 'Spoiler Alert'. To be continued later today, and preplayed with the fantastic [personal profile] okteiviakom and [personal profile] betterthanaplan ]]
my_own_advocate: yes i do need this many drinking icons have you seen the show (lucifer - slamming it back)
Amenadiel had cajoled and pleaded and poked and pulled the brother card many times over the past months regarding his son, Charlie. And well, Lucifer supposed that being at Lux had made him nostalgic. So he'd given in, rounded up Octavia and Duke and called in a portal.

An overnighter in LA, it was. Just a night and a day. How eventful could it truly be?

In which two celestials, a cavewoman from the future, a dad and a DJ are almost defeated by a baby. )


FINALLY! Linda hollered, tugging Duke along. GIRLS' NIGHT! )

[[ part 1 of 2! taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x06, 'BluBallz', with the help of the lovely [personal profile] okteiviakom and [personal profile] betterthanaplan ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - really now?)
Well, the good doctor had been avoiding Lucifer's texts for days, and he was only able to restrain his increasingly alarmed, racing mind for so long. So: desperate measures.

He dropped Doctor Arn onto a chair, and yanked the bag off his head.

"...Lucifer, what's going on?" the terrified man said, staring at him.

"You've been avoiding me, Dr. Arn, so I had to force a meeting," Lucifer said flatly.

The doctor held up his hands, palms-forward, placating. "Yeah, sorry about that. Work has been so crazy..."

Don't care. I granted you a favor. Now you owe me one. )

--

Oh god. ... Right. Even Lucifer Morningstar knew when he was out of his depth. He needed an expert. Someone with a great deal of experience in ending relationships.

He needed Duke Crocker.

As Eve slid away to go 'change into something more comfortable', he pulled out his phone in a panic. HOW DO I BREAK UP WITH SOMEONE???????

The question marks were necessary.

[[ open and taken from Lucifer episode 4x08, 'Super Bad Boyfriend' ]]
my_own_advocate: (lucifer - intent)
"Could tie Tiernan to the anchor of one of his ships," Lucifer mused, pacing through his apartment. "Or a million paper cuts from his own hundred-dollar bills..." An idea bubbled up. "Oh, no, actually... I know a man who owns an emu farm. They're surprisingly bloodthirsty animals."

Eve took a big sip of her drink and sat up, frustrated. "Just pick a punishment and let's go. What's the hold-up?"


"All in good time, my darling. You know how satisfying delayed gratification is in bed, right?" he argued.

But Eve had been sitting there for an hour now, listening to him talk. "I think you're stalling," she said flatly.

The laugh that came out of Lucifer's throat was faintly strangled. What? )

[[ and part 2 of 2. taken from Lucifer 4x07, 'Devil Is as Devil Does'. TW for depression/self-loathing under the cut. ]]

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