The Devil having a holiday in LA, away from all the hustle and bustle of Hell and the dreading feelings he got from waking up everyday and being reminded his father never loved him. Lucifer was happy about taking the holiday, he loved LA more than he ever loved The Silver City or Hell.

Lucifer loved his club, Lucifer loved having Amenadiel on Earth with him and Lucifer’s nephew Charlie, Lucifer loved Charlie, Lucifer loved being a consultant for the LAPD and loved spending time with Detective Chloe Decker and Ella Lopez, Lucifer liked - not loved - spending time with Dan when they were getting along and not arguing. Lucifer loved his life now.

Lucifer was surrounded with people who had seen his Devil face and still accepted him, surrounded by happiness and perfect opportunities to make jokes.

Until, one day, when he encountered you. You were a Greek God, and hadn’t been on Earth in years. Lucifer’s life was royally fucked up because he had made the decision to help you start a life. He got you papers, got you an apartment near his, and helped you settle into this life as a human. But you also brought problems, chaos and no understanding on how to keep your God identity a secret.

(Create your own scenario)