Gonna cross my fingers for Gwen sightings or some news confirming her appearance. She hasn't announced any new projects recently so hopefully it's because she'll be busy filming new seasons for those shows.
sharing seasons & episodes of "she-ra and the princesses of power" for download on google drive so that you don't have to give money to netflix (which you should stop doing anyway, really): s1 / s2 / s3 / s4 / s5 / intros
credit to instagram user catrasluvbot via these posts: x / x / x / x / x / x
as with most pirates, it is asked for your own (and others') benefit that you save this media on a physical device; i.e. hard drives, DVDs, SD cards, etc. this way, it's yours forever and cannot be taken from you by a greedy streaming service.
EDIT SEPTEMBER (READ): please be warned that the first episode of season one is ~6GB compared to just a few hundred MB, probably related to the frame width being 3840x2160 instead of 1920x1080 like the rest. this may be a concern for some individuals due to storage space. i can confirm it is not malware as i have had it saved since the start of the year without affecting anything. if you need or prefer to find a smaller file size, i recommend skipping that one in the gdrive when going through it and torrenting just the single. ↓
EDIT OCTOBER (UPDATE): @grahminradarin has changed the file size of ep1 down to 800MB! here is the mega link for download. i can’t tell what the frame dimensions are but the quality appears to be the same.
in the meantime while my other blog is currently suspended and/or terminated indefinitely, i'll go ahead and add a google drive link i found that is a full collection of OST soundtracks (.mp3) from all five seasons of the show! it was ripped & reuploaded by waterwitch, who also made a playlist on youtube (.mp4) that you could download instead!
Note: Second fic in a day? I am so back babes 🥰 Plz send Lucifer requests because I am on a spree 🙏
You walked down the aisle of the castle.
After the Dream Lord's messenger arrived, letting you and Lucifer know that he was to come to Hell to save his mortal ex, the queen of the free men, or whatever.
You rolled your eyes at the memory of her. Everyone screamed and begged here, but that girl was naive enough to think that an endless, an immortal being, would truly love her and take kindly to her leaving him.
You used your wings to fly down the steps.
Lucifer had sent you off to talk to every single general of Hell to gather everyone first thing tomorrow.
You had just finished your task and were returning back to your partner.
You smiled at the sight of them. They were standing on their balcony, watching over Hell.
You quickly made your way behind their significantly higher figure and hugged them from behind.
"Love." The ruler of Hell greeted you.
You hummed, caressing your right wing with their left one. You rested your cheek against their arm as you looked up at them. "Dearest. Everything has been taken care of as you requested."
The fallen angel leaned down to kiss your head. "I know. Unlike everyone, you never disappoint me, darling."
You smiled at them. You had been together with Lucifer ever since before their fall (which was the cause for yours; you couldn't remain in the Silver City without your beloved partner) and yet the still made you feel more loved and cherished than everyone you ever met.
Lucifer kept looking down at the place while you kept caressing their wing with yours. "I still can't believe what we are about to do." You spoke quietly.
The late Samael finally tore their gaze off the fields of Hell to look down at you. They reached out, taking your head in their hands and locking eye contact with you. "Why, sweet thing? We are merely claiming what we are owed; our freedom."
You nodded, biting your lip. "Well, yes, but- but- Is it truly the only way? Maybe.... Maybe, we can reach out to him. He is merciful. He will understa-"
"No." Came Lucifer's response cutting you off. You swallowed hard, biting the inside of your cheek as you gave them an unsure look.
"God's a cunt." They added, still not tearing their gaze off from you.
You gave them a small reprimanding push with your right wing. "Yet, he is still our creator and that isn't about to change. Ever." You retorted, raising your hand to place it on top of theirs.
They rolled their eyes, dropping their hands from your face. Lucifer turned their head to the side.
Knowing that they were about to dismiss the argument. You walked around them to still be in their line of vision. "Samael." You whispered-yelled.
They gave you a very pointed glance at the choice of name you used. You both knew that were you someone else, Lucifer would have been unforgiving to you.
You took a deep breath. "I realize that this is what you want. And truth be told, I want to be free of this place as well." You confessed to them with a small pout.
Lucifer's stern gaze softened at your admission. "Then what is holding you back, my love?"
You swallowed hard. "If we go for this, Lucy, there is no going back." You whispered, fidgeting with your hands.
Your loyal companion sighed as they nodded in acknowledgement of your words. "I hear you, love. However, deep down, I know that you are very well aware that this is the only way." They spoke softly, caressing your left cheek and kissing your forehead.
You tapped your leg nervously against the stone floor. "I... I may be a little scared... I can't imagine a life without my wings.... Our wings." You teared up at the idea of having to mutilate a part of you that had been with you for over 10 billion years.
Lucifer nodded, kissing your forehead again and pulling you in their arms for a hug. "There is a price to pay for everything, love. You know how the world works."
You nodded in agreement. "There is a give and a take for everything." You agreed with their statement.
Lucifer hummed. "We will be free, my love. Free to explore and experience. Free to do whatever we want outside of this sickening place." They spoke softly.
You gave them a sad smile. "We will. I can't wait to swim."
Lucifer chuckled and you followed suit. Their laughter was always doing things to you.
You wrapped your hands around their neck. "And we will eat ice cream and be all loving and caring without a single care in the world of responsibilities or Hell." You added, your smile widening.
Lucifer nodded, pecking your lips. "We will, mu love. We will write our own story. For once."
You grinned at them. "I can't wait~" You looked at the side, down at the fields of Hell. "Mmmm. I will miss this place. But, I care little as long as I am with you."
Lucifer smiled at you, nuzzling their nose against yours. "Likewise, my love."
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Three months later, Lucifer was was laying down on the blanket.
You were taking the things out of the backpack ful of food that you had brought to do this 'picnic' that you had read in the internet.
Lucifer turned their head to look at you as you took out a tapper with a salad you had made; a recipe they used to do in Ancient Greece that Lucifer liked.
They hummed in satisfaction at the sight of the specific meal. "Mmmm. You are spoiling me, wife."
You chuckled as you fed them a bite. "Guilty as charged."
Guess who finally decided to write something? Me! Season 2 of Sandman was so good I couldn't not write something for my beloved retired Lucifer. BTW, contains season 2 spoilers.
One day you left them being the Great Ruler of Hell and the next, they were knocking on your door, telling you that they had retired.
In the beginning, you were feeling a little guilty because you were under the impression that they left something they loved only to be with you.
Later, however, Lucifer made it clear that they chose it for their own freedom. The ruler of Hell was done being trapped in a single realm, only being able to leave for a couple of moments for you.
They wanted to travel, experience the world like they never did with you by their side and you were more than glad to provide.
Another point that saddened you greatly was their mutilation. You loved their wings and as a matter of fact, you knew they loved them too.
However, Lucifer assured you that everything has a give and a take and in this matter, they needed to get rid of the last thing connecting them to God to finally be able to experience their freedom.
You never thought that you would sit on your couch, by your lover, watching movies or whatever violent series Lucifer chose (you were in the middle of watching Game of Thrones and Lucifer LOVED the Red Wedding).
Life with the fallen angel was hilarious. They knew that people needed to consume food to survive, but they never realized beforehand that people needed to cook the food first.
You were cooking them as many different meals as you could, even though they didn't need any nutrition, only for them to taste different cultures and tastes.
Lucifer showed a particular live for Greek, Italian and Chinese food and lucky for them, your Greek roots were more than lucky to provide.
One day, you left Lucifer sitting on a plastic chair, looking out at the uneasy sea while you went out to grab a quick drink (Lucifer saw a couple of people drinking whiskey the other day when both of you spent your evening in a bar and wanted to try it out).
When you returned, you raised an eyebrow at the sight of them.
Lucifer hasn't moved, still seated on the plastic chair while a gothic, high, black haired, extremely pale man was standing next to them, talking to them.
You looked between them. Lucifer wasn't very fond of talking to other mortals except of you yet and the sight of them talking so casually with someone confused you.
However, the more you looked at the mystery man, the more supernatural he seemed.
You bited the inside of your cheek, realizing that the man must be a fellow, extremely strong immortal because truth be told, Lucifer wouldn't be wasting their time on a nobody God.
You slowly walked towards them.
The man turned to look at you first and tilted his neck at tge sight of you approaching them.
Lucifer turned too and gave you a brief smile, motioning you to come closer.
With Lucifer on board, you walked a little faster and settled back down on your seat next to them.
Lucifer raised their one hand, accepting the bottle from your hands and opened it effortlessly.
Before you had the chance to handle them a plastic cup, the former angel took a large sip from the bottle and hummed. "Mmm. That's good." They exclaimed, feeling pleased.
The man didn't comment as his expressionless face remained perfectly stoic. He looked down at the bottle, before looking up at Lucifer and then settling on you.
Lucifer shook their head. "Dream, I would introduce my loving partner, but I know better." They spoke, knowing that Dream knew many people through their dreams, especially someone who was so close to them.
You looked between Lucifer and the man they called Dream. After fateful night, Lucifer told you everything about Dream.
And then, when they came to you in the human world, Lucifer informed you that they had entrusted the key to hell to Morpheus in an attempt to break him.
Dream wordlessly looked at you. "Being with one like us is no easy task. I admire your devotion and willpower."
Lucifer let out a chuckle at that. "Oh, little Dream, believe me, I treat her far better than your little.... Did you find her by the way?"
You noticed the Dream Lord becoming a little defensive at the mention of the woman. You assumed Lucifer was referring to Nada; his mortal ex.
Dream nodded. "I did. She is with me now."
Lucifer nodded back, half surprised and half impressed. "Good for you, Morpheus. Good for you."
Your partner turned to look at you. They placed a hand on your knee. "Thanks for the whiskey, love."
After that, they turned to the Dream Lord. "Off you go, Morpheus. And remember, only the best dreams for my darling."
Dream didn't reply but only looked with his signature, expressionless gaze Lucifer and then you before turning around and vanishing after a couple of steps.
You looked at the place he once was as Lucifer took another sip of the whiskey, eyes locked straight ahead at the waves of the sea.
"So.... His mortal girlfriend agreed to be back at him after ten thousand years of torture? I can hardly believe it." You commented, turning to look at them.
Lucifer hummed, eyes looking up at the gray sky. "Don't be ridiculous. After what that girl weng through, she probably doesn't even want to lay her eyes on him."
You nodded, still looking at them as you pulled out the plastic cup from your handbag and handed it to them.
Lucifer took it. They gave you an inquisitive gaze before understanding what the cup was for. They poured some whiskey in the cup and placed the bottle on the sand, against their chair. They took a sip and sighed in satisfaction. "Much better. Thank you, love."
You smiled at them. "Of course, dearest. I wouldn't wish to be condemned to ten thousand years of pure torture."
Lucifer laughed at your joke. "Oh, dearest, I love you so much."
