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My main blog is @just-a-touch-of-crowley but now im starting to just post writings here for everyone.
this is turning into a small series,
SOMEBODY SAVE ME IM SUPPOSED TO BE ASLEEP next one will be longer i swear but i need to get ready for work soonWarnings: There a couple swear words. and some iffy feelings
Gabriel had whisked you away to Asgard with him where he posed as Loki, and you? You stayed by his side for years until you stood behind and watched him loose focus on what was actually happening upstairs. You knew he could still hear everything on angel radio even tho your thoughts were muted you could still feel the hate for Lucifer and how they searched for you for centuries. As your name became more of a mention every once in a while you slowly slipped away from Asgard before returning to earth living alone staying under the radar trying to stay out of sight as much as possible. That is when one day Gabriel showed up on your doorstep.
"Hey sweetheart.“ he says smiling at you.
"Gabriel. What are you, doing here?”"Well you kind of left Asgard and it got boring without you there. I tried to find you but you went so under the radar it’s taken me a couple years. Why did you leave anyway?“ he says looking at you.
"Nothing is the same without him Gabe. You know that. Watching you play a god was cute and all, but it doesn’t fill the void I feel.“
"You’re still caught up in him?” he says raising his eyebrows at you.
"Gabriel. Don’t you dare.“
"Why Y/n? Because you’re so blindly in love with him that you’re stuck up on him, and can’t get over him. Like I get it he was my brother and I understand how amazing he can shine being the Morningstar and all. But seriously? Its been since the beginning of man kind and you’re here crying over him. He left you. He abandoned you!”
"You abandoned me! You were so caught up in playing god that it took you almost 200 years to fucking find me! You’re an archangel Gabe. Finding me? Its like a piece of fucking cake. You didn’t care Gabe, You got me out of there safe and that’s all you promised to do. Just leave Gabe, leave before I make you.“ You say as you bring your wings into view.
"You really wanna play whose bigger? Really?” he says as he brings his 3 sets of wings into view as they cower above you.
"No Gabe I don’t want to play. I want Lucifer, I want to be happy! I may never see him again Gabe. End this now. End me!“ You scream as tears run down your eyes.
"Y/n.. Will you shut up for two seconds and look?!” Gabriel says as he turns you around and points towards a bright beam of light in the sky.
"Luci.“ you whisper before disappearing from Gabriel’s arms and heading towards the light.
I realize that I never uploaded this here… but my new (old) transformation into Luci. Since I’m rewatching SPN, it seems appropriate.
I love Lucifer
But thinking about him being brought back
It’s a no
What for?
For them to ruin the character?
More?
Drawing some luci at work,
Sadly I imgined luci’s death but the important thing is that his eyes finally glowed in blue, instead of redHow dare you break my heart like this?!
That said, I love the idea that his grave would be redeemed
This was it and Lucifer knew it. He’d lived for eons, seen the universe be created, and watched as it was tested time and time again. He’d seen the start and end of planets, stars, galaxies, even almost the end of god himself. Everything had its time, even for immortals.
It was Lucifer’s time.
Lucifer had always prided himself on being a good fighter, on being skilled enough to at least escape a battle alive. But not this time. No. This time he had to finish it. He had to keep fighting. He had to protect his son.
The Michael from another universe had found his way to their world, easily tracking Jack down in an attempt to force him to open another portal. Lucifer couldn’t let that happen. He couldn’t let Michael hurt his son! It didn’t matter to him if the Winchesters were their, if he inadvertently protected them too. He had no time to be happy at seeing Gabriel alive. At seeing the baby brother who’s death Lucifer grieved. Lucifer fought with everything he had, every trick and power and skill he could scrap together from his weakened grace and millions of years of training.
It wasn’t enough. Lucifer knew that. He knew he would be fighting Michael alone. Sam and Dean had no desire to help Lucifer. The only two who might were Gabriel and Castiel and both couldn’t step up. Dean refused to let Castiel get close and possibly die, and Gabriel was still too shaken up and weakened from Asmodeus to do any fighting.
All of Lucifer’s instincts were screaming at him to protect Jack. He had to. Lucifer would not let Michael take away his son! He wouldn’t let Michael take any more away from him! His family, his freedom, his sanity, his Grace, his reputation. Jack would not be the next on that list!
They fought bloody, dirty, hard. Lucifer put everything he had into their fight. But this Michael was stronger, so much stronger than his Michael ever was. This Michael wouldn’t fight fair. He vanished in front of Lucifer, leaving the fallen archangel on edge, constantly looking around for where he might appear.
It had all happened so fast. Michael appeared behind Jack, blade ready to strike. Lucifer didn’t have enough time to go after Michael but he couldn’t lose Jack! He couldn’t! All Lucifer could think was “protect”. So he did what he had to do, he switched their places.
Lucifer could faintly register someone screaming “No!” But all voices sounded so distant. He could feel the cold blade pass through his back and chest. The cold emptiness that was starting to eat its way through him. Lucifer’s irises were glowing red as he collapsed to his knees, the taste of iron filling his mouth as blood trickled down his lips and jaw. He could see Gabriel and Jack watching in horror, at least I’ll die knowing someone cared. Lucifer thought, his irises fading back to normal tear filled eyes. There was a ringing filling the air, all of Lucifer’s desperate attempts to cling to life were failing. He could hear Michael’s triumphant laughter and his bragging speech about how he killed the serpent again. Lucifer closed his eyes tightly, tears streaming down his face. As the fallen Morning star slowly opened his eyes, they shown for the first time in billions of years, not red, but a brilliant glowing blue.
He slowly closed his eyes again, sending one prayer. One prayer to His father, and to his Michael, and Gabriel and to Jack. One last thing that he needed to get off his chest. “I love you.”
Lucifer’s body surged with an intense blinding light, loud ringing filling the air as a there was a burst of energy. As the light faded, Lucifer lay motionless, two broken wings burned into the ground. Brilliant blue eyes that would never shine again.
Lucifer had been redeemed.
Oh my god, why.
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I still love you
“I love you Michael, please don’t leave me fall.”
The light bringer babbled, watery eyes begged as he clung to his big brother’s torso, to afraid to unfold and trust his own little wings.
“I will never let you fall my little morning star, I shall love you eternally.”
Answered the Holy prince, taking his hand to fly alongside.
“I love you Michael, please… Don’t let me fall.”
The devil muttered, blood came out his lips, watery eyes begged as his hands gripped Michael’s arms desperately.
“ You will fall Lucifer, to an unholy place of torment, you’ve betrayed our father and you’ve betrayed me. I no longer love you.”
Lied God’s viceroy and casted Satan out of heaven.
“…I still love you Michael.. please don’t leave me here!”
Satan cried, mid torture at the mercy of the cage, eyes spilled tears and hands grasped the chains.
Silence then echoed on his head, the commander did not longer answer.
And Lucifer would no longer beg.
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.
<_<… Let’s just say that Nick’s perfect to lift my mood
-you know, when I’m depressed and thinking about the new Lucifer and stuff…?-
I’ve a few projects with Nick, two of them are tied to this, (like a prequel and a sequel…? :D something like that lol)
This song is amazing. Inspired me for this <3
Omg I love this
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_“it has to be this way, Lucifer, i have to kill you, these are my orders.”
Michael stated, once again, conviction tinted his voice, his tone didn’t once quiver, despite the comander’s own pain, he didn’t want to do it, never truly did, the archangel still loved his little brother, but he couldn’t revel, he couldn’t disobey; the idea had settled on his mind that their father abscence had been his fault as he never completed the one hardest task God had given him, and that he would only be back whenever it was done… he could bring order and peace to heaven, he could give his frightened, fallen and broken siblings their home back, it only rerquired one thing… one mission he hadn’t brought himself to accomplish. kill the little brother he raised, for reasons he never questioned. and yet it seemed too hard, every time he stood before the devil…before the brother he loved the most once upon a time, throught whom he could still see the fledging that didnt want to die. but… it had to be done, and this time would be the one, he would do the right thing.
Lucifer’s head shook with sigh that hid his heartbreak, he had grown tired of the speech he knew by memory, …all those times in the cage, a part of him ignited by anger, hatred that ran through his veins, and the other… shattered with pain, even while he hated him. he still loved him deeply, he never wanted to fight, he never wanted this- the morning start just wanted his brother, above all, wanted him to stand with him. but tired of asking, tired of resiting it didn’t have to be that way- his choice of words changed, nothing of what he could say would change God’s viceroy’s conviction eitherway, so- what was the point?
_“you see- Michael, I’d like to spend a moment not being reminded that my beloved brother’s life mission is to stab my heart. that’d be y’know.. great”
The words flew from his lips with too little care about the amout of truth they held, it didnt matter anymore did it? his arms folded over his chest and his eyes landed on Michael, locking on his. his annoyed tone accompanied by another sigh likewise.
Suddenly, it seemed like the air became heavier, colder even, causing a shiver to ran down the archangel’s spine.. these vessels, they could bring so many sensations, Their hearts could feel too strongly, too deeply and their celestial host could easily feel through them.
Michael fists loosened gradually, softening not only his features but his voice tone, these words weren’t at all what he expected to hear, not even close, and they manged to daze him, and hurt him; all these doubts, hesitation and painful anguish, that perhaps Lucifer never knew of, seemed to settle down on his heart once again, causing a knot on his throat which attempted to drown him, and yet, the commander didn’t quiver in his composure, didn’t break as he very much wanted to.
“Lucifer-”
Michael uttered, letting his head fall momentarily, clenching his teeth just by the thought, for what he was going to do to his own little fledging.
__“I don’t want to do it either, you don’t understand, I love you, little brother but–..”
His speech was interrupted by Lucifer’s voice, louder and angrier this time.
-“Love me my ass! I’m done with your lies! you know what, big bro, just kill me already.”
__“these are not lies, little brother, why is that you don’t believe me?”
Dropping his ward, the oldest archangel walked a couple of slow steps closer to the younger, whose eyes were near lighting up by the rage fed by heartbreak,
-“C'mon really?!”
The devil chuckled, sarcastical and
incredulous.
“right! Because wanting to kill me is the sheer definition of love, sure- forgot that, you know what? All the time in the cage, after you stopped your hourly threats, I thought maybe, just m a y b e, we could get past this…
so what ‘bout you shut your fucking mouth and get to it already.”__
Heaving out a sigh, Michael’s gaze wandered away before it traveled back to his brother’s eyes.
__“I am trying to reach out to you, Lucifer, I don’t want to fight you.“
The holy prince spoke words the morning star didn’t think he would hear either, a frown settled on his face, staring in confusion to his older sibling, but hope wouldn’t arise the easily, he wouldn’t allow it.
-“Yeah? Well, you’re the one who keeps trying to pick a fight.”
Lucifer’s voice was softer now, observing his brother’s every move, he knew Michael, he grew looking up to him, idolising him, he could quickly detect any changes, any oscillation on his behavior-.. was he trying to… disobey?
-“Look i don’t know what’s gotten into you bro but I-…”
__“I love you Lucifer, I don’t lie, and I won’t fight you.”
a stern voice that lingered on the surroundings like an echo to Satan’s ears,
/And I won’t fight you/
Words he wished to hear with burning desire pierced his heart like the Lance was supposed to, for once fool enough to let them take hold of him, and arise blind belief, only because he wanted to believe it. unable to find a proper answer or reaction he simple stared, a little perplexed as the older kept walking closer, and closer… and closer.
-“I’m sorry what?.”
Lucifer could only mutter then, after few seconds that seemed eternal, still unable to fully wrap his mind around it, he kept quiet, bliss grew within the archangel and wrestled with the rest of the confusing emotions he momentarily couldn’t stop.
-“What’s wrong with you Michael?”
Suddenly, as a reason didn’t become clear, everything turned into concern, for him, what had happened to him, it must have been monumental or highly painful for a change like that.
But the younger archangel did not get an answer–
Michael’s jaw clenched, his eyes seemed to fill with pain the more Lucifer’s did the opposite, their reactions went in exact opposite directions, the more the devil easied into the idea of his brother not fighting him, the more he filled with hope, the more heartbroken and sorrowful the Holy Prince would get.
– instead, Michael took a final step, too close to his little sibling to be considered normal, gazing into his eyes, this was way worse.. and more painful, but it was too late to turn his back on his own plan, eitherway, if this had to be this way, if he had to carry this burden, he might as well get one little last beautiful thing out of it, and give Lucifer just the same; leaning closer, a teardrop fell from eye as he closed them.
Lucifer’s hues had followed his movements carefully, silently, and now, he followed his motions, a tad bit spellbound, he loved his brother despite all the hate he had felt, he never stopped loving him, adoring him, which was part of what made it all so painfully angering. They were supposed to love each other, over everything, Lucifer might have loved him over their father, and he had expected just the same…
Back before the fall, it wasn’t odd for their graces to mix and twirl and wrap to each other, this was just a little taste of what it was, just with a vessel.
The commander’s lips brushed against his brother’s, and Lucifer then carried away by it, dropped his ward completely, now totally vulnerable before Michael, there was the mistake…
Suddenly a tear fell over Lucifer’s face and few words were mumbled against his lips.
__“I am sorry, little morning star.”
Lucifer’s eyes opened wide, attempting to struggle, move away but it was too late, Michael snapped his fingers, his Lance forming on his right hand out of thin air went straight through Lucifer stomach, stabbing his heart and the viceroy’s left arm went around the other’s body, moving his face apart from each other, now able to sense his own heart shattering as he observed his scared dying brother he let the tears form and fall from his green pained eyes.
_“There is no other way.”
Lucifer lips pressed together, Michael had betrayed him, lied to his face… tricked him and yet he could not longer feel hate burning within. teeth clenched, and eyes, full of heartbreak stared up at his weeping brother, as he slowly started to feel his knees weak, grace shone from his chest and gradually crawled up to his face, his hands grasped on his brother’s upper arms, his own eyes which flickered on a dim red shed a tear.
-“Michael..”
Too late maybe- but he understood that this hurt him as much as it hurt himself, this was their father’s fault, not Michael not his, he had made two brothers that loved and love each other do this, and Michael… he was trying to do the right thing, and he was suffering.
–“I… I forgive you..”
The last words struggled to left his lips which poured blood, and then- the brightness reached his face and exploded on a blast of light, Burning the light bringer’s wings on the grass beneath their feet;
the oldest archangel sunk to the ground with his little brother on his arms, tears had stopped by now, his arms clung to him tightly, pressing his vessel against his own chest, staying still as Lucifer wings burned over not only the grass but his body too, peeling his skin away and letting this grace shine. He didn’t understand why he had to do this.. and perhaps he wanted to die as well, but he could not, heaven depended on him. And maybe his punishment for this was that he was forced to live knowing that he had to kill the fledging he raised and loved so deeply.
“What if I fall?” asked Lucifer, his eyes teary. He really was afraid of falling. Michael smiled softly to his little brother. “Oh, my little Morningstar, but what if you fly?” Lucifer was young, his wings were still so smal. Lucifer looked down from the edge of heaven. “Will you catch me if I fall?” Michael spread his giant wings. “Always.” With that, Lucifer jumped. And, well, Michael was there to catch him.
“What if I fall?” asked Lucifer, his eyes teary. He really was afraid of falling. Michael’s eyes were filled with sadness and rage. “You will fall into a unholly place, to a cage ” Lucifer made a mistake, his wings were broken and his grace was wounded. Lucifer looked down from the edge of heaven. “You said you’s catch me if I fall. Always.” Michael raised his blade. “Not anymore” With that, Lucifer was cast out. And, well, Michael just stood and watched.
Lucifer reading and criticizing the Bible is amazing.
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.
Lucifer: Why does everyone always assume the worst of me?
Sam: It saves time
The Sastiel fandom right now
