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Lucifer’s pov
Weddings in Hell weren’t exactly common. Lucifer wasn’t sure if there had ever been one, other than his own actually. Hell wasn’t exactly known for its romantic vibes—tortured wails and rivers of fire didn’t scream "happily ever after." But here he was, the King of Hell, about to tie the knot with Alastor. The Radio Demon. The most infuriating, frustrating, and, apparently, lovable being Lucifer had ever met.
The ballroom, decorated in a mix of gold, crimson, and a dash of chaos (courtesy of Angel Dust), was packed with demons who clearly didn’t know how to act. Some were crying, others whispering, and a few were staring at Lucifer like they couldn’t believe this was actually happening.
Lucifer smoothed his white suit jacket, the gold embroidery catching the flickering candlelight. The double doors creaked open, and the room fell silent. He stepped inside, holding his head high as if daring anyone to question his decision. He wasn’t just walking to an altar—he was walking into history.
But none of that mattered when he saw Alastor.
Standing at the altar, Alastor looked every bit the devilishly handsome demon Lucifer had fallen for. The red tuxedo fit him perfectly, his signature grin softer than usual, and his crimson eyes focused solely on Lucifer. For a moment, the noise, the crowd, everything else faded away. It was just the two of them.
When Lucifer reached him, he couldn’t resist a teasing smirk. “Nervous?” he whispered.
Alastor chuckled, though he adjusted his bow tie for the fifth time. “Not at all.”
Lucifer raised an eyebrow, leaning in slightly. “Liar.”
Before Alastor could retort, Charlie stepped forward, practically glowing with excitement. “Alright, everyone, let’s get this show started!”
The ceremony passed in a blur. Lucifer barely heard Charlie’s words; his mind was too preoccupied with the reality of what was happening. For the second time in centuries—no, millennia—he was choosing someone. Not out of obligation or power, but out of love.
“Do you, Alastor the Radio Demon, take Lucifer Morningstar to be your partner in all things, for eternity and beyond?” Charlie asked.
“I do,” Alastor said, his voice calm but filled with something deeper.
Lucifer felt his chest tighten—not with nerves, but with something warm and unfamiliar.
Charlie turned to him. “And do you, Lucifer Morningstar, take Alastor the Radio Demon to be your partner in all things, for eternity and beyond?”
“I do,” Lucifer said, his voice steady and sure.
“Then by the power vested in me by, well, Hell,” Charlie grinned, “I now pronounce you married! You may now kiss—”
Lucifer didn’t let her finish. He grabbed Alastor by the lapels and kissed him, pouring everything he felt into that one moment. The crowd erupted into cheers, Angel Dust’s obnoxious whistle cutting through the noise, but Lucifer didn’t care.
Alastor kissed him back, his hands settling on Lucifer’s waist, pulling him closer. For once, there was no smirking, no teasing—just a pure, honest connection between them. When they finally pulled apart, Lucifer rested his forehead against Alastor’s, their breaths mingling.
“You’re stuck with me now,” Lucifer said, his lips curling into a grin.
Alastor’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
As the crowd swarmed around them, offering congratulations and attempting to pull them into the chaos of a Hellish reception, Lucifer couldn’t help but feel like, for once, everything was exactly as it should be. For the first time in eons, he felt truly, undeniably happy.
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Well, I guess this ends here. This Sunday you will get the 1st chapter of my new story!
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Obsession . ||A radioapple 📻🍎(Alstor x Lucifer) Imagination.
FanfictionSo....first story(it's good pls read). So this takes place after alsotor had his mental breakdown in his tower.He gets injured and lucifer offers to help him . It contains smut btw so :) So what happened is Lucifer gave his blood to Al for his wound...
