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““TELL US WHAT IT’S LIKE TO LOVE A GOD.” Pallas: it is as exhilarating as battle. but instead of swords clashing, it’s tongues and bodies. it is gaining ground and losing it. it is victory and surrender. it’s like being stunned by lightning and a sword rip through your heart. but by then, you already taste the iron in your mouth. Icarus: it is freeing. you feel as though the world falls away from your feet and your head is in the clouds. you just think ‘I need more’ because it feels like the sun itself is caressing you. but by then, the warmth is starting to burn and then the bitterness in your throat isn’t just regret. Orion: it is wild. you track and pursue and the chase takes your breath away. your heart is racing in your chest and you need to know the precise moment to strike. but by then, the sting you feel is not Eros’ arrow and the blood coursing through your veins is poison. Hyacinthus: it is a game. remember that it’s all about the timing. it is giving and receiving at exactly the right moment. it is looking the possibility divine bliss and divine wrath right in the face. but by then, you’re forced to blink and it’s not their beauty that stuns you.”

— THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ECSTASY AND TRAGEDY WHEN LOVING A GOD

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What’s it like to fall?, Uriel asks, eyes concerned but wary. She’s the first one to ask and the memory hits Lucifer like a brick to the gut. The darkness of the space, the blinding light of flashing stars, the cold wind that whips around his ears- It’s like being born all over again, Lucifer laughs and locks the rest behind his teeth.

What’s it like to fall?, Azrael asks next and his voice is curious, as if he’s walking over a frozen lake waiting for the ice to break. Lucifer looks at him and wishes some of his naivety back again, the wide eyes, blowing open, the curious hitch of his voice, God on your tongue - It’s like losing one of your limbs, Lucifer finally whispers but he’s not sure Azrael even heard it.

What’s it like to fall?, Gabriel asks when they meet, eyes determined but calm like deep rivers. His presence is as soothing as it always was and when Lucifer closes his eyes he’s almost sure he can hear the voices of his brother’s and sister’s in heaven. It’s like a mouthful of apologies, Lucifer murmurs and loses himself to the memory just a tad longer.

What’s it like to fall?, Raphael asks with a sharp grin and his lips twisted in a haunting way. Something ugly coils inside Lucifer and he remembers Michael’s touch on his shoulder, throwing him out, the pain on his chest, the taste of blood on his tongue - It’s like losing all hope, Lucifer snorts and ignores the sour taste in his mouth.

What’s it like to fall?, Metatron asks, voice full of fear. Lucifer wonders, for a brief second, if God is still with them, peeking over the edged shoulders of his children, waiting for the betrayal to set in again. He feels suddenly incredible tired. It’s like becoming a monster, Lucifer answers and flinches from the burning phantom pain on his shoulders.

What’s it like to fall?, Michael asks with fire behind his eyes and his lips pressed into a thin line. Lucifer watches his brother, shoulders square and muscles tensed from clenching his hands too tight. He remembers the his wings catching fire and the reek of burned flesh in his nose, his skin in shreds on his back - It’s like dying, Lucifer chokes and ignores the pain in his brother’s eyes.

- the story of Lucifer | r.m

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"Poems are not written...", Andrey Voznesensky (translated by metamorphesque)

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“Touching him wasn’t just starlight or dancing on the rings of Saturn; touching him was the world becoming real. Touching him was passion shooting through my fingertips and unspoken wishes lingering on the edge of my lips.”

— || Starlight ||