one brother has to kill the other.

Among other things I am displeased about when it comes to Spn angel lore: Lucifer’s cage as a fucking physical C A G E I mean come on guys have a little more imagination. 

This is how I imagine Lucifer’s Cage. 

Lucifer’s Cage is made of silence and void and nothingness. Its purpose is punishment, and isolation, and the latter translates into the former. It mimics conditions prior to Creation, when the Darkness still roamed and the edges of space were speckled with the bombshell carcasses of broken realities. 

The Cage is cold, although simply cold is a drastic understatement. In empty, interstellar space the average temperature is 3 kelvins, -270 Celsius. Absolute zero, where atoms sigh and halt in their motion, is three degrees lower. The Cage is colder than that. The Cage mimics conditions at the Beginning, where matter did not yet exist and Time was nothing but a facsimile and the dimensions that make up current reality was swallowed continuously by the Darkness even as they were spun into being. It is a void and it is a black hole singularity: existence is possible in its confines, cessation is not. 

And above all, it is ruinously, achingly lonely. Standstill time and flat dimensional existence and negative absolute zero temperature are all things Lucifer has withstood before and not as a punishment, for Lucifer too predates time and space, and the void was the cradle he was born in. But even in the empty ether of the Beginning there was always the constant of his Father’s Presence. Father, and Michael (who is the fire to Lucifer’s Ice, the supernova to Lucifer’s cool bright starlight, Michael, the first face Lucifer ever saw just as God’s was the first voice he ever heard) and afterwards, Gabriel and Raphael. When the Darkness was locked away all the choirs of creation sprung into being: galactic star song and the sigh of nebulae coalescing: the humm of matter, the murmurs of the newly created Host, past and present and the coalition of a thousand senses in synthesia born on the input of wings. 

Angels are not solitary creatures. They were created for service, and in hivemind, and even during the earliest emptiest days of the Beginning Lucifer had God, had Michael (hadMichaelhadMichael). But in the nothingness of the Cage he is cut off from the voice of the Host, from the brightness of souls, from starlight and starsong, a thousand eyes and a thousand senses giving negative feedback. In humans extreme sensory deprivation can lead to hallucinations short term, identity loss long term. Lucifer is far more resilient by nature, but the Cage is still the most isolated place Creation, and he is so lonely and so bitter and so furious heburns. 

The Cage is isolation and punishment and his holding cell until the end of times, punishment for not bowing and scraping to lesser creatures, and Lucifer despises it. When the last seal is broken it will be a triumph: because that is when humanity will face their rightful retribution upon his wrath, when all of Heaven and Hell and Creation will see them as the wretched creatures they are. 

(And when the last seal is broken it will be a tragedy, because it will cost him Michael. Because to get to humanity the cost will be Michael, So It Is Written, and in the void nothingness of his Cage, during the moments when his frigid freezing rage temporarily recedes, all Lucifer can feel at the thought of the lock finally breaking is overwhelming trepidation. Because the cost will be either himself or Michael, and so in those moments when the future stands in crystal clarity, he hopes, very quietly, in a small and subconscious part of himself, that the day the Cage opens never comes.)

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Sam: *praying* I need someone to be my friend. Someone who won’t run away… maybe send me an angel. The nicest angel you have.

Lucifer, climbing out of the cage in hell: [MANIACAL LAUGHTER]

Dude someone’s got to draw this or something!

I need to rp some michifer like please?

AU where: the mark was going to be given to Michael but upon hearing of the consequences it may have, Lucifer volunteers instead to by no means let his brother go through that.

Then when it changes him like it would have changed Michael, he casts him out.

You know how Lucifer was nicer, thoughtful… I don’t know, in season 5?

I think he grew sick or everyone’s bullshit, because he tried, tried to understand, to deal, to give everyone reasons, and explain them, he tried, and no one cared nor listened, everyone was mean to him just because he was the devil, he was just the bad guy to everyone and no one would see past that, not even when Lucifer actually tried to put effort in showing.

And what he got from all of it? The cage again.

when he see him again he just broke out of the cage once more, and he’s meaner, yes, but he’s justifiably angrier to everyone.

So I think he got tired, hurt, stopped caring and just started doing whatever he had to/was going to do without any consideration, it didn’t matter right? Everyone would treat him the same

like sort of: I’m the bad guy then, aren’t I? So be it.

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

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Anyway, he’s come back

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That’s my face when I touch food in the sink

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Always the same stuff

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Accurate

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Yeah that’s me

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IM LAUGHING SO HARD

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‘Cause we CAN hear this image (¬‿¬)

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The road so far

Light to His Darkness

Summary:Something about the girl made the darkness within his be driven away by her light. It made him soft damn you Winchesters!

Pairing: Lucifer x Winchester!Reader

Warning: Minor blood and cursing (no proof reading)

Tag:@spnquotebingo

Word Count: 4,034

Heaven was once paradise and the only thing God created were his children and angels. Lucifer was the second oldest and he is unlike his older brother and sure doesn’t share any similarities with any younger siblings. God saw this not as a threat,but a blessing and Lucifer saw it as a curse and flaw within himself.

Lucifer saw those flaws in the making of humans. The disgusting hairless apes. “Father I don’t understand. Why must me love and worship these…” hideous roaches beneath them. “…beings? They are unworthy just like the primal beings before them.” God chuckled as he gazed was fixed on his son crafted from his own light. “Don’t speak ill of the my son. One day you’ll find it within yourself to love these humans the same or even more them myself. Give it time,Lucifer.” The celestial nodded firmly before leaving to go his duties. Two humans male and female resided on earth in the garden of lavish wonders. Three decades they stayed there living freely,but no matter how much time passed their existence only brought hatred in the child of God something foreign yet grew stronger as they frolic in the lush greenery he loved.

Abandoning his post Lucifer snuck into the garden. Shifting himself into a form their weak eyes could handle a illusion like he taught his youngest brother Gabriel. Eve was alone and vulnerable without Adam near. The soft light that was her soul was so easily tarnished and twisted into a dark abyss full of defiance and rebellion against the order of a higher power. Lucifer proved how flawed these humans were how quickly they can turn on a higher power. Eve took a bite from the apple sealing the state of her soul and with darken tentacles of manipulation she tainted Adams soul as he took the second bite of the forbidden fruit. The archangel birthed a darkness in humanity that started inside himself.

War rained in heaven the fight between brothers as their father watched. Lucifer lost and him along with hundreds if angels the battle lost lead to their fall. God was disappointed in his son letting the darkness over take him after trapping Amara,but he did not blame him for he held out so long. He deserved a light though this darkness to become the archangel God made him to be a being made from his own self different from his children,angels,and his creatures.

Years later books of those events altered and mass produced. The night life within a bar was loud with the smell of sweat and alcohol permanating the air as a s/c women sat alone at the bar her eyes rakeing over the room. Two men played one seemed to be balding while the other wore red flannel sending her a wink as he sent the sould purple ball into the pocket. Rolling her eyes she turned to another group of men in the room a pair of blad men and quite large that had similar tattoos wolf whistled at the waitress that served them more tap beer and off in the corner a tall man with shaggy brown hair leaned over the jukebox suddenly watching the two men. Now the finial man that held her attention he was bald like the others and occupied the stool next to her his breath foul with something far stronger then the bitter liquid. She ignored his advances til he got up in a huff going over to the tatted pair standinv up herself she placed her payment on the counter and left the bar into the night the hungry eyes of the man following her. The woman walks along down a alley her heels clicking against the stone walkway. Her h/c hair out of her face,but she kept her head down. A silent set of foot steps creep behind her growing closer and faster to the female. “Where were you going? We weren’t finished.” The same man that tried to ger in her pants pinned her to the wall next to a dumpster his breath fanning over her next as his hands roamed her sides. “Don’t you look good enough to eat."She could hear it the sound of his gums seemingly ripping to allow extra sharp sets of teeth out to sink into her exposed neck. Letting the scared facade fall from her face she pushed the blade between the before harshly pushing it forward through his jugular.

The head of the vampire rolled on the ground blood leaking from the half of the neck separated from it’s lower vertebrae. Taking out her cellphone she dialed her first contact. "Took care of mine,how was yours?” She heard panting over the line before she reserved a response. “For suck a big guy he was fast.” The h/c women laughed. “Or you’re just getting old,Dean-o.” Disgruntled noises sounded as she dragged the body to the dumpster lifting it up throwing it in as she lit a match tossing it in before closing the lid. “If you’re done complaining about not being old I’m heading back to the motel to wash handsy creep off of me.” She hung up as she walked out of the alley away from the burning corpse. Y/n Winchester wiped off her machete before hiding it back in her jacket.

Y/n sat in the motel room her clothes changed as she did research waiting for her older brother to get out the bathroom so she could brush her teeth. Not many knew of her which isn’t surprising Mary was pregnant with her when she died,but magically she showed up on John’s Florida room’s doorstep with no explanation only a DNA test proving her impossible existence. The supernatural books also never mentioned her like they did Sam and Dean she was a faceless hunter that came and went on hunts when the trio questioned it Chuck said he never imagined a sister added to his writing. Y/n Winchester was a mystery,but to anyone that met her knew her as a blessing. She was the light in the dark protecting everyone from the evil weather it be a monster or one’s self she was the definition of pure. Dean walked into the room putting his phone in his pocket. “Crowley called and he’s pissed about something so once we get to the bunker we have to call him.” The s/c women looked at him with a raised brow. “Why do we have to do it at the bunker why not here?” She asked and her brother shrugged as he got a beer from the fridge. “Apparently what he has to say is of high importance and no run of the mil muck needs to hear it. His words.” Wonder what’s so important.

“YOU LET LUCIFER ESCAPE!?!” The youngest Winchester yeld as she grabbed the demon by the throat using the dungeon wall to lift him up. “You know when you’re mad you look quite beautiful.” He choked out as his face reddened. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” She dropped him as she turned away trying to calm down her brothers still trying to process the information. “How could you let this happen? You’re the king of hell!!! You’re suppose to lock and throw away the key before setting the damn cage ablaze.” Crowley fixed his collar as he looked at the trio. “Demons still want him as ruler and some angels still belive in his cause. All it took was a demon to break the ring of holy fire and a angel to damage the cage and he was free and I’ve been over thrown.” The Scottish man said as he reasoned with the young woman. “Why should we help you?” Sam asked as he watch him cautiously. “You two baboons proved you aren’t much help so I’m not asking you I’m asking her.” Dean grabbed his sisters arm trying to pull her back,but she stood firm. “Why me?” She asked Y/n has never seen Lucifer or any angel besides Cas for that matter how could she help defeat the first rebellious archangel. “He along with all angels don’t know about your mear existence that makes you a secret weapon. And darling you are a force to be reckoned with. You’ve killed everything that dare go bump in the night so a highly skilled Winchester is what I need.” Y/n looked at her brothers both of them giving her a look saying not to do it licking her lips she gave them a lop sidled grin before looking back at the king of hell. “What do I have to do?”

This is by far the stupidest plan she’s ever been apart of. They were to corner Lucifer with the promise of Sam as a permanent meat suit and when he is about to agree she walks in dropping the match to light the holy fire before using a experimental blood magic spell to take him back to hell. The chances of this working and any of them walking away is slim. “No more tricks huh Winchester’s? No rings to send me back no loop holes.” His voice was unfamiliar to her ears,but she knew who it was. “Well you don’t know what magic I have up sleeve.” Dean gave a cocky smile it was my time to walk in. Stepping into the warehouse striking the match on the heel of my boot. “Awe De I know I’m quite magical.” As the blonde went to turn around Y/n flicked the burning match at the barley visible ring of oil causing flames to lick up growing in size. “And who are you? Another friend of these hairless apes I get to kill.” Lucifer’s eyes held firm as he gazed at her watching the flames illuminate her face with warm rays. “I’m Y/n,the hairless ape that’s gonna drag your ass to hell.” Opening the spell book she began to speak in Latin taking out a angel blade cutting her hand painting symbols as she crept closer to the archangel. “N/n you’re getting to close.” Sam step forward to grab her when a sudden force stopped him and Dean. “Crowley what the hell are you doing?! This wasn’t the plan!” It was the eldest Winchester turn to protest as he watch his sister step to the edge of the fire. “She’s the purest being in creation. Only the light can drive away the darkness. Why do you think I asked for her and not Moose or you Squirrel you’ve proven that you can’t keep a lid on him.” The demon smirked at the yet kept his eyes trained on the girl like everyone else in the warehouse as she step through the flames as they parted for her. Her bloodied hand touched his face and as the last syllables left her lips they both disappeared and the fire extinguished. The Winchester’s yelled in protest as the grip released on them and the king of hell went back to his thrown. Chuck looked at the tea stained page in one of his oldest journals thinking of what to write next with a snap if his fingers he re dipped the pen in ink before writing again the two opposites scenery changing into a place never seen before.

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This wasn’t hell it was unlike any place Luvifer has ever seen the area was green and full of vegetation,but there wasn’t any animal life the only noise being the rushing water of the stream in the treeline. Doing a three sixty he walked into the slight clearing,the angel set his sights upon the Winchester on the porch of a cabin e/c staring back. “Where are we?!” He was tense and it was evident in his voice as he stormed towards her the stomping of his feet muffled my the lush grass below his feet. “I trapped to protect my family.” Y/n said as she stayed standing slightly leaning on the wood rails. “Yes,but where,ape.” She raised a brow at him her face blank and her tone dull as she spoke. “Y/n is the name Luci I suggest you use it. This is a prison I’ve built for us.” He looked at her in complete shock. Lucifer didn’t know if she was insane or stupid. “Why make this place? Why not just take me back to the cage?” This place was beautiful,but she made it for him so why is it so…gental. “You’ve broken out of that cage twice now clearly what’s broke needs fixin’. Besides figured you needed a change of scenery so welcome to my little slice of heaven.”

“This is…your heaven. I would expect more…life.” The h/c Winchester shrugged and opening the front door. “Never been to fond of animals makes me to paranoid about what’s out there and as for people I don’t know.” She looked at the blonde from over her shoulder beckoning him over as she stepped inside. Lucifer stepped inside and was overwhelmed with a warm feeling in his chest that matched the aesthetic of the home. “This place isn’t completely made up though. Found this cabin while on a wendigo hunt,it was abandoned after the owners died and a monster was said to hunt those that went inside,the forest was so quite it scared me shitless every rustle I heard.” She chuckled as she looked at the fire place using inexpensive the fire poker to flip the logs. “Most unnerving few days of my life,but after killing the thing I stayed for the rest of the week and almost never left…it became my sliver of the apple pie life. Lucky for you I felt like sharing.” His wings twitched at her words he was apart in her happy place and she willingly gave him access to it. Lucifer’s wings fluffed with pride,but his face was painted with a sarcastic smirk. “Awe you think your trapped me here,but Y/n you’re stuck here with me just like poor little Adam driven mad he was a fun toy for the first few months he just broke to quickly. Sammy boy on the other hand… I even got to keep his soul for a while longer.” Y/n knew what he was doing trying to get under her skin she wouldn’t let him see how it effected her. “Well we’re stuck her for all of eternity let the fun begin,angel.”

It was the beginning of the second true battle between light and darkness. Everyday Lucifer tried to dim the pure energy that made up the hunters heart only to have his twisted grace illuminated. Back and forth felt like it went on for years and for them it was internally possible in that prison entrapping them as they stood still in time while the world revolved in orbit. Chuck looked done at them greatly impressed of the cabin along with the woods it was as if it was it’s own small world. It had a understanding of time with day and night yet the weather never changed from anything harsher the gental sun rays or cloudy drizzle. It reminded him of what he made in purgatory those eons ago endless forest as far as the eye can see with the human soul being the only key to freedom. She truly was built in his image.

“You cheating lier,oh my father smite her for this witchery!!!” Lucifer yelled as Y/n grinned broadly. “Just declare bankruptcy and I won’t keep taking your property.” She grabbed the the two properties and the few bills he had as payment for him landing on board walk. “Never! I still have a five properties and a railroad I will not lose at the hands of a Winchester again.” He would never admit that he pouted as he glared at the monopoly board in distaste. “You just don’t want to be on kitchen duty forever.” Y/n spoke and the angel huffed,but agreed. After what seemed like years of hate and resentment those reserves turned into friendly banter between unconventional roommates. “Accept defeat and I won’t make you cook.” Blue eyes looked at her debating his options with a sigh he hands over his cards as e/c gleamed with joy at the victory. “Now come on ya sore loser I’ll make your favorite.” That quickly adjusted his sour mood as he grinned as his eyes followed her like he’d never seen her before. Lucifer never felt anything for anyone let alone a human,but this one was turning him into someone new.

Y/n Winchester knew she couldn’t let her emotions get the better of her while here. She noticed early on when Lucifer brought up her brothers to pull at her heart strings the weather became gloomy and untamed,but recently it was like spring was in bloom. Flowers she’s never seen grew around the cabin everytime the archangels words hinted with flirtatious teasing. It was a odd tingle like when her eyes first layed on him,but back then she couldn’t dwell on it now though she had all the time in the world. Lucifer was a name that caught her attention since she was young the name was like a curse word never to be uttered yet her lips recited the seven letter word like a whispered promise for what she never knew. Later into her life she had to think of the fallen angel as a monster because of what he did to her family Y/n world expanded for the worse when angels proven as a threat when it came to her brother as the two eldest archangels being the center of all the chaos. Yet no matter how much she tried she couldn’t let go of the hate she still held for Michael even though she quickly grew accustomed to Lucifer. She almost wanted to yell out to the missing father or creation why her thoughts never left the being that dammed humanity. If only she knew that these feelings were mirror by the very being she thought of.

Lucifer,the archangel that’s fallen so far from angelic grace never understood the light that invaded his mind whilst within the cage. Back when he first fell he thought it was the light of heaven growing small as he fell into the depths of the pit that soon became hell,but it seemed that light of the unknown took a form that was truly unclear that grew closer yet stayed out of his reach. Millenniums later the glow became a figure that called and when the seals all broke it was the closest it’s ever been,but still to far for any clarity. While it wasn’t till Lucifer took occupancy in the Sam as his meat suit did he seen the image of what he thought to be simple dreams crystal clear. Her hair was short/long reminded him of the finest silk,her skin a beautiful s/n that compliment her hair like it was hand picked by the most talented artist,and her eyes were just pure intoxicating making him fall in a drunken daze. He raked Sam’s mind to find out who she was,but all memories were blocked from him all the pages of her existence ripped from a novel of the young Winchester’s life with only broken thoughts with a vege image of her existence.

The fallen angel realized this was far different from the cage and possibly a plan set for him long before he fell. His father created a being of pure light to cure him of his darken ways the moment he bared the mark to seal Amara in her prison. The miracle Winchester was never meant to live having thought to parish in the demonic flames that consumed her mother,but she was here changing the heart of the written villian of the story her soft hands molding his grace not to it’s former glory though to somethings so much better.

As the rain softly poured outside the cabin the h/c woman looked out of it her hands warmed by a mug of (hot beverage) as she trailed each droplet that hit the glass with her eyes. Lucifer gaze looked at her from afar his heart full as the human,the one creation of his father’s he hated the most, just sat before him. He felt love unlike what he held for his brothers or his father it was something that was reserved for only her,the day to his night. Creeping closer he sat opposite of her his gaze unwavering and it was soon met with her own. “I don’t know how you did it,N/n.” She smiled softly at the nickname,but still looked confused. “Whay did I do,Luci?” Y/n asked taking a small sip of her drink. He licked his lips before taking one of her hands in his own much larger one. “You make me want to be a better man. Be the angel you seem to see in me. You believed I deserved saving and you went with it knowing what I’ve done,but you still gave me a chance after all my fuck ups,gorgeous.” It was almost impossible to stun a Winchester into silence,but she froze looking at him in shock and awe. “You’ve built this place and you could have leaved me here,but you stayed and changed me day by day no matter how badly I treated you.” Lucifer the devil himself hesitated with the next words on his tongue he lost the confidence it took him to speak up and his eyes shifted to their hands his ran cold whilst hers warmed his palms . “I-I think I love you.” The silence was thick almost strangling the archangel with the sheer weight of it.

A slight porcelain clack sounded and those warm hands cupped his face lifting his head up to look at her again, her eyes watered slightly with a soft sweet smile. She didn’t say anything,but it was made up by they harsh push of their lips together. The spark almost made him pull away eventhough all he wanted was to lean in more. His arms pulled her in closer taking in the heat between them before she pulled away breathless her forhead leaning against his own. “I think I love you too.” Tears slipped past her eyes and it was like she can see his grace shine through his Nick suit. “I also think it’s time for us to go. We can’t exactly stay her forever,Luci.” She looked out the window and it was like the world was crumbling as she looked back into his calming blue eyes. “Why do we have to leave? Out there I’m a monster here with you I’m loved.” Y/n gave him a much softer kiss it ending as quickly as it began. “I’ll be out there with you defending you every step of the way,because you’re not a monster you deserve to be loved.” The forest was gone left with a bright white that seemed infinite. Lucifer pulled her onto his lap holding her close. “As long as I have your love,gorgeous.” The cabin melted away form around them as they held eachother tightly his wings shielding her from the unknown.

When they opened their eyes the saw the were outside of a town pretty far form any buildings. Lucifer kissed the youngest Winchester on her head she gifted him much more then he’s ever received. He used his grace to find where they were and he groaned having sensed a heavily warded place,possibly the reason they weren’t closer,near by. “Do I really have to face your brothers now? I thought you do that after the first few dates.” He joked as she looked up at him love in her e/c eyes. “I think we’ve pasted dating. We were roommates.” Lucifer laughed as he kept her in his arms. “Once we’re done with your little reunion we are heading to the cabin…the real deal this time.” He said matter of factually. “I promise I’ll take us both home.” Y/n Winchester’s happy place was no longer only hers,but there’s and it wall because she was the light to drive away his darkness. Making him a better angel.

Chuck closed the leather binder journal standing up to put it away on it’s shelf thinking that’s a good place to leave off. His finger ran over the embroidery on the front of the female Winchester’s name along with his son’s. It’s was their story after all.

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A/n: Done with another spn fic boy!!! Getting all the characters I didn’t have in my fist round.

Quote: “You make me want to be a better man.” ~ As Good As It Gets

Hope you enjoyed more to come!!!