my_own_advocate | Entries tagged with who: dr linda

Waiting for Father to get on and step down so that Amenadiel could take over the job had seemed like a grand idea in theory, but after a full week, it was beginning to get... well. Dull. So Lucifer had decided to spend this time on important pursuits. On developing himself as a person.

Which was to say that, besides catching up on all the sex he and Octavia and Duke hadn't had since Dad's return, he was... trying to explore a few hobbies.

"Enough with these silly distractions, Lucy!"

Lucifer looked up at his brother from the floor, where he sat bent over a bottle with a teensie, tiny boat in it. "Excuse me," he said. ( The impossible bottle is a time-honored craft! )

[[ this post taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x13, 'A Little Harmless Stalking'. for myself, me, i, and octavia and duke. ]]

( Chloe had spent months trying to come to terms with everything that she knew, but she'd thought Lucifer would always be waiting. )

[[ up earlier than planned because it's looking like a day. part 2 of 2. Taken and adapted from Lucifer episode 5x07, 'Our Mojo', and preplayed with the wonderful

okteiviakom and

betterthanaplan ]]

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

okteiviakom and

betterthanaplan ]]

Linda and Amenadiel were stopping by to 'check' on Lucifer. If Lucifer knew the good doctor - and thought of the screaming little parasite she now had at home - he could only imagine she was using it as an excuse to get away from nursing a mewling infant or something.

Well, she probably also wanted to see him. He was her most interesting patient, after all.

He wasn't necessarily looking forward to seeing his sainted older brother this time, however. And so it seemed logical to segue from the lunch into something more fun, like... taking money from strangers in gambling dens or or something, so it made perfect sense to drag ~~a security blanket~~ Duke with him while he was going. It was just efficient. (He was also wearing the camel suit with the blue shirt because classic was not boring, Duke.)

"There they are," he said, walking towards a table at the back. "Dr. Linda! Radiant as always!"

[[ I'm awake anyway, might as well put this up. for one and some ocd ]]

Lucifer had said goodbye to the Detective late last night; too late to put his friends back on a portal, and anyway, after the past two weeks - and the weekend that had led to his coming here at all - that felt like it sent a wrong message. He set them up on the sofa in his apartment, and retired to bed.

He woke up the next morning to the news that while he'd been having his own drama, poor Linda had found herself in a hospital bed pushing a child out of her loins.

In response to the news, he called Seivarden. Seivarden seemed to like children; she surely wouldn't object to acting as some kind of shield between him and screaming little parasite, would she?

( It was a loud, ebullient, and yet oddly conflicted Amenadiel that slipped out of the hospital room with a bundle of squirming baby in his arms. )

[[ taken from Lucifer 4x10, 'Who's Da New King Of Hell?', and preplayed with the great

1000yearstoolate. OCD in the comments! ]]

After receiving Duke's advice on his situation yesterday, Lucifer had deployed Plan Super Bad Boyfriend with haste. He had ordered one of those gaming consoles online, placed another bulk order for snacks, and then he'd gone to a terrible sports bar last night to make friends. He'd also updated his Tinder profile.

Everything was set.

Just to be sure, though, he was spending a good portion of the day trailing the Detective on their latest case at the high school and asking all of the teenagers about their experiences with dramatically ending relationships. Surely they had some kind of insight?

... in his defense, his brother was currently in a bar across town asking random humans if they had any children, and Maze was at a club informing other random humans that she was looking for a romantic connection "because my friend says I'm too invested in her baby", so it wasn't like his behavior was strictly out of the ordinary.

"Nah, I didn't really know Miss Baez very well," said their latest teenager, a black kid by the name of Caleb Mayfield. He looked generally sportive, if out of place around all the rich white brats running about this school ranting about Harvard. "To be honest, I was thinking about quitting YEA all together."

A-ha. "You were going to break up with the entire club," Lucifer said, brightening. "How does one specifically say nay to YEA?"

( Could we just stay focused, Lucifer? )

[[ nfb, nfi, taken from Lucifer episode 4x08, 'Super Bad Boyfriend'. ]]

"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. ]]

"Well, I'm glad you've finally made time for me," Linda said.

Her eyebrows were doing a little dance on her forehead that Lucifer was ignoring. Yes, she'd been trying to call him for days, but well, he'd been busy, hadn't it? First with all the crimes, and then all of Thursday had been a celebration of sorts with Eve, about his return to his Devilish self. How they were going to find and punish criminals together.

It was all very exciting.

"I did owe you a meeting for old times' sake," Lucifer said, grinning on the couch.

( 'For old time's sake'. )

[[ nfb, can be open for phone calls and so on. ]]

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If I may play the me's advocate for a moment...

Desire shouldn't be contained, it's unnatural.

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