Fear the truth

Lucifer rp blog || indie || selective & private || NSFW || 21+ || Netflix S1 inspired, Vertigo comics and biblical lore || canon divergent

[cinderlux]

DNI if you:

Don’t respect Lucifer (and Michael) as the first being created by God and come here as a ‘big sibling’ 

Don’t respect Lucifer as the first fallen angel

Use Matthew Daddario as FC (I’m exclusive with @bextus​ and their FC)

Expect Lucifer to be a soft idiot like Fox/Netflix show

[cinderlux]

azraelcfdeath​:

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“sometimes the antics of celestials can be exhausting to mediate….”

"That's why you should choose a party instead of being in the middle."

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hisxwrath​:

“Hmph” was Gabriel’s only response. He felt like adding that his arrogance always got him in trouble but it went without saying. Instead he focused on taking some gauze out of the first aid kid, some cotton as well before placing his hand over the water, taking a deep breath before letting his graze flow into the container, the liquid glowing and the glass shaking for just a moment before Gabriel stopped, hand trembling a little, his fall and the loss of his heart and wings made his connection to his grace wobbly, harder to maintain but he managed, even now that he was rusty. How long had it been since he used his grace for something like this?

“Yeah, yeah….We’ll keep an eye on it.” Gabriel took some cotton and soaked it in the water before he started to clean Lucifer’s wound, hands moving quickly just as he had learned so many years ago. “Your boss is lucky his ass didn’t get handed to him” Gabriel teased, bandaging up the wound, taking some pain killers out of the first aid kit, holding them in his fists to bless them as well before handing them to the other. “Take this, it will make you feel better.” He said, knowing that Lucifer was in more pain that he cared to admit. 

“Where did you go anyway?” Gabriel continued as he put the first aid kit away, turning to look at his brother, raising a brow. “Cause jumping universes wouldn’t get in that much trouble” He pointed at the wound. After all it wasn’t rare for beings to travel through the multiverse, it wasn’t easy and it was something to be careful with but still, to piss of ancient guardians? You’d have to do more than just go to another reality. 

Lucifer grabbed a pillow from the couch and in a swift movement aimed for Gabriel's head to smack him with it in response at the teasing. The pillow was dropped to the ground as Lucifer groaned and tilted his head back against the couch. "Ah fuck." It hurt but nothing too bad yet. He looked at the pills and grabbed them, tossing them in his mouth to swallow as if they were candies.

"It's a long story." He finally replied with a sigh, moving to lay down across the couch and kicking off his shoes, one arm covering his eyes. Finally he felt he could relax, the muscles of his shoulders were so tense he felt they would snap at any second.

"I don't want you to freak out." He licked his lips, how was he supposed to explain what he was doing? And with what purpose? "I started a new draft somewhere in existence...far away from here. I ... wanted to make a new home for us." That wasn't exactly Lucifer's main motives to create a whole new world with living beings in there, but to prove their Father wrong, to stroke his own ego and the fact that that place could serve as a safe place for him and his siblings was a plus.

He tensed his jaw and clenched his fists for a few seconds before letting go. It was frustrating, it was embarassing and now that he said it out loud it even felt stupid. "Anyway I guess I wasn't supposed to do that or whatever."

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writingxdisaster​:

URIEL UNDERSTOOD THAT THE WAR WAS MORE COMPLEX than a mere random revolution from his brother. Everyone on both sides had suffered immensely, and Uriel wasn’t OBLIVIOUS to that. After all, he’d had his own scars both physical and mental- some that he’d kept to himself.

He raises a brow as Lucifer explained his reasoning for contacting him, head tilting to the side slightly. “You’re my sibling, of course I responded.” He doubts that everyone would be particularly PLEASED that he’s done so, but Uriel didn’t particularly CARE. He gestures to the seat opposite him. “May I?”

There's a little awkward smile that he tries to pass as smug when Uriel replies. It's what would be expected of course, but Lucifer knew that the simple kindness of his kin was more of a luxury than a fact at this point. He grabbed his drink to take a sip and gestured to the empty chair. "Please." He swallowed the scotch and placed the glass down.

"Gabriel was...uneasy with the fact that someone might come to our door unanounced with the intentions to pick a fight." He had left for over thirty years and this were his first days back on his universe, coming back wasn't in his plans the last time he checked but it turned out...he kinda of missed it here. Not that he'd ever accept it.

"I figured I should put my white flag out there first. I don't need Him-" he points to the ceiling. "-to send anyone, I can't assure that neither Gabriel nor the little demon I brought with me would be very nice with anyone."

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writingxdisaster​:

ask memes || accepting

@cinderlux​ asked: “Don’t you trust me?” @ Uriel

THE QUESTION BRINGS A SIGH TO URIEL’S LIPS, and there’s a PAIN in his eyes that was reserved exclusively for his eldest sibling. “You don’t make things easy for me, do you?” He attempts to add some humour to his voice, though he’s not sure if it comes through the way he wishes. “What do you want me to say, brother? What you did makes it a little DIFFICULT to believe that statement.”

Even after the millenia that has been after what happened between them, that look on his sibling's face makes Lucifer look away. He tries to think about the war as something that had to happen, as a tantrum from their Father but whenever he saw the invisible scars on his family, he couldn't help the emotions that bubbled up in his chest. It was annoying and made him angry (anger was his default emotion when feeling anywhere from vulnerable).

The teasing tone on Uriel's voice grounds him a little and he clears his throat. "You know I'm here in friendly terms, nothing more. I'm surprised you even responded to my call at all."

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hisxwrath​: 

Gabriel smiled lightly, only for a moment before a frown appeared in his brow as Lucifer revealed his injury, eyes going wide for a moment as his eyes inspected the wound, it was a nasty affair, surprising that it wasn’t healing on it’s own, worrying as well. Lucifer was strong and even fallen he could heal at a rapid pace. Whoever had done this wasn’t playing around and wasn’t a being to mess with so, of course, Lucifer would. 

“You are an idiot, you know that, right?” Gabriel told him, holding his wrist, his other hand barely brushing over the skin around the wound, trying to asses the damage from the times of the war, from the things he had learned from Raphael. He wasn’t a healer but he was better than most despite it not being his field of study. “This could get infected, Lucifer. Cleaning it is only going to help some, you need a healer.” He turned to look at the demon as he walked inside the room, body tensing as every part of his instinct told him to neutralize him, protect Lucifer at all costs. But he stopped himself, taking in a deep breath, reminding himself that this demon was on their side. 

“There is a first aid kit under the sink, bring that as well.” Gabriel called, turning his gaze towards Lucifer. “And you should lie down, I’ll go wash my hands.” He added, knowing that Lucifer wouldn’t like if he suggested calling Raphael and that Raphael wouldn’t exactly be thrilled to fix Lucifer. He could only hope that tending the wound would be enough to keep it from getting worse until it healed on it’s own.

"Believe me, this wasn't just because some game." Lucifer rolled his eyes and started to undo his shirt to take it off, leaving it over the back of one of the chairs. "I got too confident when coming back and wasn't expecting anyone to show up, it's not like it's a place with lots of traffic anyway." Once undressed from the waist up he went to sit down on the couch, ignoring the pain as he did so because he didn't want to make a big deal out of this.

"It won't get infected, I just need a little help for it to close faster." He put his feet up the coffee table and leaned back, his head resting on the back of the couch as he stared at the ceiling. Would He be watching? Would He be mad that someone hurt him? Or maybe He wasn't even looking. That last thought made him huff annoyed and look away towards the window.

Abaddon looked for the kit Gabriel was talking about, taking it a bit to find it before coming back with that and a glass with tap water. "Those bastards were lucky that the boss wasn't interested in fighting too much." He said as he placed the things on the same table where Lucifer's feet were and went to sit to the other side of the room as he knew the healing process involved divinity of some kind and he wasn't in the mood to be burnt by that...maybe later tho.

He went to sit on the floor and crossed his legs, watching Gabriel move around the room. He wondered if he was as great as Lucifer had told him, he looked like any other scrawny Archangel.

[feefal]

Space Jam but literally

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hisxwrath​:

“Of course you will” Gabriel said, he didn’t expect Lucifer to cower or back out from whatever might be thrown his way but he still worried about what might happen, what consequences there would be, good or bad, big or small. It was dreadful to wait for something to happen and yet, Gabriel knew Lucifer was right, that if there would be calm before the storm all they could do was enjoy it before facing whatever came their way. Together again.

“I’d rather see him leave his mess in one spot, not the whole place.” Gabriel said, following after Lucifer, turning to look at the demon, making his way to the elevator chuckling and waving his fingers as the door closed before the demon could get in. “Your pet is…Entertaining.” He said, turning to look at Lucifer. Lucifer, who he hadn’t seen in almost thirty years. A blink of an ye in archangel time and yet, so long for one who roamed the Earth, who saw humans grow, come and go everyday at the pace that was natural to them. A human lifetime that Gabriel had witnessed.

Without thinking too much he hugged Lucifer again, this time less desperate, simply wrapping his arms around the other, hiding his nose on the crook of his neck, their connection bringing ease to his mind. He hadn’t realised how he ached for the other, how much his absence hurt him and now, wrapped around him, he felt so much better, calmer, peaceful. After everything he had been through, losing his heart, his wings, having Lucifer back was like a balsam to his soul. “I missed you.” He whispered, eyes closed. “Thank you for coming back.” He wasn’t foolish enough to believe Lucifer had come back for him, he knew the devil came and went to his own desires but he was still grateful to have his brother back. 

"Right? Another reason to bring him along." He replied, aware that Gabriel was looking at him and then he felt his arms around him in a way that felt almost childish in the best of ways. The elevator's doors opened and Lucifer pulled him into the penthouse, the city lights illuminating only part of the living room through the windows.

Lucifer's arms wrapped around Gabriel as well, tightly. Hugs weren't rare for Lucifer as he was a very physical being but they way he and Gabriel clung to each other was one of a kind. It was with protectivness of each other, with a need and love that was beyond simply family love. Lucifer held Gabriel so close that if this was anyone else he'd have a broken rib already. His eyes were closed as he focused on Gabriel's skin, his scent, the movement of his chest as he breathed, the way his arms and hands felt around him. It wasn't a subject the devil was eager to touch but being away from this universe wasn't easy, many times he asked himself if it was even worth it to sacrifice this to get away from their Father, sometimes the answer was yes but many others it was a big no.

Gabriel made him feel he could trust someone, he made him feel less alone, stronger as well. "I missed you too." He finally mumbled and winced, slowly pulling back to press the palm of his hand to his left side. "I'm glad you're happy to see me because traveling between universes isn't easy." He then pulled his shirt up to reveal a nasty wound. The beings in charge of the existence's order weren't happy with Lucifer's choice of creating his own world and much less with him then leaving it to get back home. They were powerful beings almost to their Father's level or that's what he thought, one of their weapons pierced his side just before he entered this universe but he wasn't one to enter limping like some wounded stray dog.

"I think it's closing on it's own but I should clean it." 

Abaddon entered through the elevator a moment later and looked around to find the switch and turn on the lights. "I'll bring water, maybe he can bless it." He suggested, gesturing to Gabriel before heading towards the rooms to find the bathroom and something to bring the water in. 

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[ancientsstudies]

Villa Farnese, Italy

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hisxwrath​:

It was easy for Gabriel to read the emotions on Lucifer’s face, they were there for just a fraction of a second and yet, the archangel could understand how his statement had upset Lucifer, something that he had expected and had taken the risk of saying it anyway. He waited in silence, not mentioning how the tension filled the room, allowing it to fade as Lucifer pushed his emotions back down, as if he had never felt them, as if he wasn’t even bothered by the notion.

“Nothing” Gabriel said with a shrug, taking another sip of his drink. “You’ve just been away for a while, it’s not going to go unnoticed.” He wasn’t sure what their Father would do but by re-entering the universe Lucifer was perturbing the waters enough, no matter how much of a good boy he was. “When you left it caused disturbances so….” He shrugged again. Gabriel was sure something would happen, what exactly he was not certain but Father wouldn’t stay with his arms crossed, not when it came to Lucifer. 

“But yes, I agree. A moment of peace would be nice.” Gabriel agreed with a nod, setting his drink down, turning to look at Lucifer. “You should get properly settled, your room is still intact.” He turned to look at the demon on the floor, chuckling lightly. “Are you gonna give him a proper room or just a blanket on the floor?” 

He wondered if Gabriel the actual disturbances in the energy of this universe or more like within himself. Lucifer couldn't help the prideful and egotistical thought that everyone was upset and affected by his absence and didn't care to stop the delighted grin on his face.

"Don't worry too early firefly, if anyone comes looking for trouble I'll give it to them." He moved to walk towards the elevator, his left arm hooking a finger on Gabriel's belt loop to gently tug at him for him to follow before letting go and push the button to go to the penthouse. "Abaddon can't handle a room yet, it will just be turned into a garbage pit and we don't need that right now. He'll be fine just anywhere." He replied to Gabriel as he stepped into the elevator and waited for his brother to join him.

"It's alright, the whole world is my room anyway." Abaddon shouted for them to listen to him before pushing himself up and put his phone back in his pocket, rushing towards the elevator doors but it was too late as they closed before he arrived. "Stupid elevator." He huffed and pushed the button again.

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copmcm​:

When he spoke, she nearly jumped and narrowly avoided spilling hot coffee onto herself. She hadn’t seen him go after her, she was so distracted and full of thoughts of well, him. 

To answer his question, she was frazzled, yes, maybe a bit burnt out but she knew deep down that it wasn’t just everyday troubles that were plaguing her. This was something else entirely. Chloe recomposed herself, hands still around her paper cup. “Speaking of work,” Chloe cleared her throat. “I-I..uhm, I think it’s okay for you to go home now. There’s just paperwork left now and I know how boring you find that.” She forced a smile but despite her best attempts to appear calm, she felt he could sense she was off. They did work together after all and while he could be dense for lack of a better word at times, he could be perceptive when he wanted. Sometimes she wondered if his seemingly more foolish moments weren’t just a ruse, to make everyone underestimate him. 

Not to mention the way he was staring at her was making her uncomfortable. She knew when she was being read. 

His gaze remained on her face for a few more seconds before looking away, taking a cigarette out of the breast pocket of his jacket and placed it between his lips.

"You know what I like about this job, detective?" He lit the cigarette and took a puff that slowly let out from his nostrils before a pause. "That we really never know what's coming. But if you think it's best for me to finish the day for now-- then I will." He didn't like to be lied to, he hated when people he considered close would hide things from him and by Chloe's reactions, she was thinking about something she wasn't willing to share.

Lucifer wasn't good with waiting nor putting other's feelings first, so of course he wasn't thinking that Chloe might be upset, but about the fact that what she was hiding might be bad.

The devil cleared his throat and looked up towards the buildings before them. "Maybe you should go gome early today too detective. You're not looking so good."

[weltenwellen]

Mahmoud Darwish, from “Mural”, Mural

[cyanide-chicken]

commission for @divinedinosaurs ~ instagram 

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copmcm​:

@cinderlux​ 

The memory played through her mind like a band film. She recalled her blood going cold and her hands rattling as the gun shook in her hand. Never had she been this confused or this frightened. No blood trickled from his leg, only a hole in the pant leg where the bullet had hit him. He wasn’t wearing any protection on that area, it was all bare underneath. “How…” There had to be an explanation to all of this. For example, that red reflection she saw, she chalked up to being a distorted image from the filthy rusty steel, but what it didn’t explain as why the people who encounter him started screaming devil.

In fact that had been happening quite a bit as it happened during her encounter with Jimmy Barnes, and much as she wanted to say it was because he was mentally unstable, it wasn’t until after his encounter with Lucifer at the studio that he began to utter those words. Him and the others? It was too coincidental, but no matter how confusing or troubling everything was, Lucifer being the actual devil was utterly ridiculous.

But things kept getting weirder and Chloe was running out of plausible explanations, like how he could lift a man twice his size and toss him like a doll, or the strange red faces she saw in various reflections. She even unearthed some footage of him in the interrogation room and there she saw the red face and the burning red eyes. Chloe’s hand began to shake as she covered her mouth.  Much as she wanted to believe the footage had been corrupted,  it clearly wasn’t, and the audio of the man screaming devil haunted her.

She felt like she was going insane, like it was a conspiracy or some elaborate ruse.  “I need air.” Chloe stepped out of the office and went outside, but not before grabbing cup of hot steaming coffee. Maybe she was working too many shifts with hardly any sleep, and Lucifer’s ramblings about being the devil were seeping into her subconscious, but the nagging thoughts wouldn’t leave her, and they screamed as loudly as Jimmy Barnes did behind that translucent barrier.

He’s the devil, he’s the devil!

Toying with a pen while lounged on the chair near where Chloe was working was the one thing that he had found that didn't have people shushing him or correcting him, or telling him it was 'authorized personnel only'. So many dumb rules for a made up organization that worked for a made up goverment. It took all in him not to sigh in boredom as that could potentially drive people to ask what was wrong? what was he thinking about? There were only so many playful replies he could give before starting to get annoyed.

He could hear Chloe's heartbeat getting faster, he took a quick peek by the corner of his eye as the detective got up and announced her lack of air. Lucifer rose a brow and glanced to the people that could have heard her but no one followed her. And these people dared to call themselves detectives? Zero sense of curiosity it seemed, tsk.

Lucifer pushed himself off the chair and went after the detective, the pen being left at her desk. " Has the weight of your work finally caught up with you? " The devil approached more carefully once he was close enough for her to hear him, hands in his pockets, giving one step at a time with dark eyes upon her face, trying to read her features.

[vikander]