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Castiel had just finished cleaning out a vampire’s nest that was wrecking havoc in Hollywood. All he wanted was a stiff drink and maybe a little fun. Lux, seemed like a nice enough place. The loud music could be heard from the outside and nice wasn’t the word once he went inside. It was exquisite and a little familiar, but he couldn’t put his finger on why.

Going to the bar, the angel got a beer from the demon bartender and he turned around to look out at the crowd. The piano caught his eye and a bright light within a certain man playing it. It couldn’t be. He walked up to the piano and put his hands on the top, looking at the man. “This isn’t possible but I’m not necessarily surprised, brother.”

Lucifer was kind of sick of having his nightclub wrecked by the presence of some random family members coming in for various pointless reasons. With a heavy sigh, the Devil did not even have to look up from the keys to know exactly who this was. But he did, so he could give his brother one of his most faked smiles.

“And yet here we are. Seems you need to widen your range of things that are possible, brother. I’m surprised to see you in a place such as this, though. Goody-two-shoes Castiel?” He huffed, finishing up the tune and picking up the drink he’d left on the piano too.

#Sad blue eyes || Castiel

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@biblicaldaddyissues liked for an enemies to lovers thing !!

“You know if I had your ability to smite someone–I would smite my father.” Jack had his own assumptions and perhaps that had allowed him to make an enemy of Lucifer when they’d first met. But right now? He wasn’t sure what the hell he was supposed to think of him as.

“And then perhaps bring him back to smite him again.” He turned to the archangel and propped himself up on one elbow. “Do you think that’s petty?”

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He looked at him, sighing through his nose. Though, he had to admit, he could relate to that. “Yes, well, I can’t actually smite. That’s not allowed, not for me anyway. I can’t kill humans. But if I could, perhaps I would pay your father a visit.” He smirked and sat.

“It might be petty, but I would do that exact same thing if I could.” he huffed, sitting back.

#My kind of King || Jack

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@biblicaldaddyissues gets padme !!

“You’re going to be safe here, I promise.”

Padme hadn’t been able to be there for her own children growing up, but she wasn’t going to let anything happen to this child either, no matter who he was. Grabbing one of her coats, she moved to sit beside him and wrapped the blanket around his shoulders.

“You want tell me what happened?”

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Lucifer sniffled and gripped the blanket, hugging it to himself. When he’d run away from the scary woman and angry priest, the young (old?) angel couldn’t understand anything he was seeing. The last time he’d been on earth (in his remaining memory) had been millennia ago.

Running into this woman, frightened and wearing nothing but an oversized button up with a bloodied mark from where his wing had been injured, though they didn’t show at the moment.

“There.. there was an angry man with a pointy thing yelling and it hurt when he touched me with it s-so I ran and you found me.” He shrugged, speaking matter-of-factly.

#Mama of his own || Padme

‘WHOOPS!’ (from santana, my hand slipped)

Santana gets to find Lady Luci in the shower ;)

“Oh, hello.”

Lucie raised an eyebrow, smirking as she rinsed out whatever shampoo remained in her long ebony hair. They hadn’t been female in a long while and it was an understatement to say that they were enjoying it.

“You like what you see?” The smirk on her face only grew brighter, very much aware of the glass shower wall not at all keeping any bits covered.

#Verse; Beautiful and unstoppable || Female form

☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up -XxlordofthefliesxX

Lucifer blinked in complete shock, shutting himself up right away. People most often were far too afraid of him to attempt something of the sort. And so once he got over his initial surprise, he grabbed the other’s wrist and twisted it away from his face.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

#Anonymous

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Danny tried to breathe. He knew that was part of what was making his captor ask the things he was.

“No,” he replied honestly. “If you take me back to London, then you’ll have to find some way besides fear to force me to stay, and I don’t want to find out what that would be. At least here I’m free to move around. At least, I assume I am, since nothing but the bathroom and closet has a door.”

And there it was. He’d given up. He put his head down and pulled the blanket tight around himself when he started coughing. He wasn’t bringing up any water anymore, but the cough sounded wet and raspy.

When the coughing settled for the moment, he said irritability, “That’s provided I don’t die.”

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, actually shocked to find out that Danny didn’t want him to take them back to London. Ah. Well, yes, he’s the devil and he’s got a reputation that definitely gave the human all of the reasons to believe he would force him to stay. “You are free to do as you wish, of course.” He shrugged and sat down. “Except kill yourself. Which is the only reason why I can’t let you out of my sight. Don’t exactly trust your judgement right now.

“You won’t die. The doctor will come soon and I will treat you. You need warm clothing and a bed to rest, first. Soup if you can stomach it, I think I’ve heard that soup helps.. somehow. Medicine? Do you have conditions I need to know of?” He was running on tv knowledge now. This is what people asked in these situations, right?

#Walking Disaster || Danny

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Aziraphale couldn’t have resisted that order if he had wanted to. Not with Lucifer consistently hitting that spot inside that drove him crazy, not with the archangel stroking his wings. He was so close. It was hard to think right now.

Lucifer was evidently enjoying this. Aziraphale did the only thing he really could at the momentt, letting out a high keening noise as he rose to match Lucifer’s thrusts. The fact that Lucifer had complete control made this even better. Aziraphale wasn’t sure he could keep from cumming much longer.

Lucifer smirked at the obedience, sucking and nibbling at the angel’s neck as he rolled his hips into him. He knew that this wouldn’t last much longer, he was overwhelming the hell out of Aziraphale and he had to admit that he, too, was finding it hard to hold back.

“I-It’s alright to let go. Make it count, beautiful. Show me how much you’ve got, hm?” He thrust faster now, building up the tension in his own gut as he reached and tugged at the feathers once more.

#nsfw #Could've been a Lemon Tree || NSFW #Heaven's softest || Aziraphale

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Aziraphale let Lucifer lay them both down, sighing contentedly as the archangel laid a wing back over them both. The angel pressed in close against him, wrapping his arms around him.

It didn’t take long for him to fall into a doze again, his breathing and heart rate slowing significantly, but not stopping. He wasn’t exhausted enough for that anymore, although he would sleep soundly for a while longer.

Lucifer looked at him, watching him for a moment. He knew by now that this whole slowing heart rate was normal for the angel, but he just needed to make sure before he let himself fall asleep.

And once he felt satisfied, Lucifer held his lover closer and drifted off.

#Heaven's softest || Aziraphale

I am feeling better and fully aiming to be around tomorrow evening, apologies for the random break!

#Backstage of Lux || OOC

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Aziraphale hesitated at the offer, but there was something familiar about Lucifer’s scent. He smelled vaguely like Crowley. Who was decidedly not an alpha, even if he acted like one. So he nodded and took Lucifer’s arm, letting the man lead him.

He was a bit hesitant to be alone with him. Even if he did hate the crowd and the attention the spotlight garnered. He wasn’t much for being the center of attention.

When they arrived, he stepped out into what had to be one of the most quietly decadent flats he’d ever seen. The books caught his attention immediately, of course.

Looking over at the man - possibly angel - he asked nervously, “What now? And who are you, really?

Lucifer hummed, stepping over to the bar to get the blonde a soda, seeing as that’s what he’d had when they were downstairs. Well, downelevator..? There should be a word for this.

The way that the other looked to his books made him smile, and he pursed his lips, walking over to him and setting the drink down on yet another piano. “You can take a look, if you want. Just be very careful.” He smiled and sat at the piano bench.

“Lucifer Morningstar, of course. I’m sure you’ve heard that I am the devil. I assure you that it’s true.” He gave a warm smile, like it’s no big deal.

#Heaven's softest || Aziraphale

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Aziraphale set the bag aside and pulled Lucifer close against him. The omega felt hot and it sounded like perhaps he was starting to drift into another spell of lust. This time, Aziraphale had no qualms about helping him through it.

“Do you want to go back to bed?” he asked gently. He had brought condoms that he had also gotten while he was out - and he had not missed the way the technician had looked at his mark - which he had wisely stuck in the bag containing the blue cohash and anise.

Lucifer’s cheeks were red again, his body was buzzing with heat and he sighed heavily. He wasn’t happy with his heat basically giving him no control over how he felt. Well, he knew he’d be wanting Aziraphale either way, but it would be nice not to feel like death warmed over.

“Yeah. I’m having trouble thinking already.” He laughed and threw his head back, groaning. “I’s hot and I’m needy.” He leaned in and bit at Aziraphale’s jaw teasingly, falling slowly into another spell of lust. If angels could purr, he would be.

#Heaven's softest || Aziraphale #Sigma Omega || A/B/O Verse

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I recognize that canon has made a decision. But given that it’s a stupid ass decision, I’ve elected to continue to ignore it.

#mhm

more muses less replied threads? why??

because I can do what I want 😘

#you mad bro?#sucks to be you #Anonymous

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“ I’m p r o u d to be different, it’s the best thing about me. ”

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Yup I have issues and throw my anxiety into roleplaying sue me

#When angels fall they also… rise || Promo

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I define who I am. Not him! ME!

#Mmm Dangerous - Lucifer likes! || Reblogs

I’ve been training a lot, so I’m not writing as much. But it’s been helping me a lot, emotionally. So there’s that :)

#Backstage of Lux || OOC #The face of the Mun || Munday #not munday but wtv

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Embarrassment is the forefront of how Lucifer acts, body fidgeting and cheeks flushing–a picture of someone who’d held more mortal qualities than most. Perhaps that was merely Aziraphale’s assumption, having lived upon Earth for so long now. Lucifer was one of the few the angels that Aziraphale had found himself enamoured with, even after the fall….after everything had changed. His love was deep and terribly desperate for Lucifer.

And yet the blond was terrified.

There is a struggle to Lucifer’s words as he confessed, steps taken closer as the angel allowed himself to give in–to fall into something that would be far better for him. Aziraphale’s touch is careful in pulling that glass of wine from Lucifer, setting it aside as he crouched before the man. Fingers gently smoothed along the man’s jaw, a slow touch meant to assure the other as blues looked to the devil. “You’ve been the center of my nights since our first meeting, Lucifer. I…I wanted so much more before things had changed–but I was afraid, darling.”

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Lucifer’s heart had never been beating as fast as it was now. He looked up, terrified to see just how his words were going to be taken. He didn’t know whether they would be seen as good news or not, and it’d taken everything out of him to get them past his lips. Lucifer was used to being hated. God had made it their personal agenda to spread propaganda that set the Archangel’s head up on a spike, and labelled him as a monster. As the face of evil.

He wasn’t evil. He’d never been.

He let the other take his glass of wine away, eyes set right into Aziraphale’s, lowering to follow his gaze as he crouched. If he hadn’t been so entranced, he might’ve flinched at the touch, but the fingers were.. so very careful. A touch so light and gentle that he had no reason to be afraid, or doubt the angel’s intentions. He could be transparent with him, he could see that now. And he leaned into the other’s fingers, bringing up a hand to set on top of Aziraphale’s.

“You-.. You mean before the fall? Before-.. but, angel, that was so long ago, You’ve been feeling this way for all that time?” He whispered in disbelief, eyes wide and loving as he melted into the thought. Knowing that he’d been afraid, though, made him bite his lips. If he’d known, he would have protected him better. Would have comforted him.

#Heaven's softest || Aziraphale

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