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@luciferismyhomeboy
I read a fanfiction a while ago called “On The Brink” by @luciferismyhomeboy and I wanted to draw a fan art because damn! That fanfiction was wonderfully written! So, I decided to draw the scene in Chapter Two when the reader sees Lucifer’s wings for the first time. Hope y'all like it! ❤️
Check out her stories, they’re really great!!
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This is awesome, thank you!!
Can you add me to the You Stole My Heart tag list, if possible? I really love this story so far, and I'd love to see more of it!
Sure thing!! Thank you for reading!
May I be added to the remembering you tag list please? I really enjoy the story ^^ you’re writing is amazing and I always look forward to the next update.
Of course! Thank you so much! <3
Will be the next part of "What Goes Around"?
Eventually, yes. I am trying to work through my list and update the stories that need it :)
You stole my heart. Can I please be tagged in future parts?
Of course!
Would you possibly put me on your tag list? I’ve just discovered your blog and I am in love. I can’t wait to get through all of your master list, though I’ll be sad when I finish it.
Sure thing! Don’t worry, I plan on adding a lot to it shortly :)
Hey can I pls get added to the betrayal series it’s so good x
Absolutely!
Is there a pt 2 to Betrayal?
Not yet. I keep trying to write it and keep getting writer’s block with that one. I have about half of the next chapter written and I am trying to finish it soon.
Your writing is just amazing 😍😍 !! I i'm so glad that i found your blog, can you tag me in you list please???
For sure! <3
Hello Amazing writer ! Can I please be tagged in ‘You stole my heart’ I’m loving the series so far :) thank you
You got it! Thank you for reading my friend!!
You Stole My Heart - Part 3
Part 1
Part 2
Pairings: Lucifer x You
Word Count: 1,814
Warnings: Blood
Author’s Note: FINALLY GOT A NEW LAPTOP WOOOOOO!!! So excited to be able to update my stories. Hope you all like them!
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You drove most of the way in silence, stopping in a motel once it got late. You made sure to get a room with two beds and put your stuff on the bed closest to the door.
“You care if I take a shower?” You asked Lucifer while you dug your pajamas and toothbrush out of your bag.
He shook his head, so you made a beeline for the bathroom. The last thing you saw when you closed the door was the archangel flipping on the TV and putting on The Office. You smiled to yourself. Apparently humans weren’t the only things addicted to the device.
You took your time in the shower and when you got out, the bathroom was covered in a dense layer of steam. You wrapped the towel around your body and opened the door to the room, sighing as the cooler air hit your skin. You loved that feeling.
Lucifer was glued to the screen, but he turned his head in your direction when he heard you sigh. You watched as his eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. His expression was unreadable but there was no denying that he was staring at you. You stared back at him for a few seconds before realizing he wasn’t going to stop.
“That’s rude, you know.” You said snidely, moving out into the room.
His gaze immediately snapped back to the television and you saw his cheeks redden slightly. Interesting. He didn’t say anything nor did he look in your direction again as you gathered some clothes from your bag and went back into the bathroom to change.
When you came back out, you found Lucifer in his pajamas, stretched out on his bed and snoring. You grinned at the sight, then covered him with the blanket from the end of the bed. It was cold out after all. Then you hopped into your bed and soon were fast asleep.
*
The next morning at breakfast, you called Eddie for the first time in years. Your stomach was in knots and you weren’t sure what you were more afraid of – if he didn’t pick up or if he did. It was the former and you left him a quick message. It wasn’t like Eddie to not pick up the phone and it didn’t bode well. Especially not after that text you had received.
Lucifer watched you closely as you scarfed down your food, barely tasting it. You were worried now and the anxiety that you felt transformed into movement. As soon as you were done, you were out of your seat like a rocket and checking out of the motel.
“You need to relax.” The archangel huffed after you barked at him to get in the car.
“We need to get there.” You muttered, more to yourself than to him, but he still heard.
“Well then step on it.”
And so you did.
A few hours later you rolled up to the house you had once shared with your ex, back when you thought your life might go in a completely different direction. You remembered all the times you shared breakfast on the porch swing now thirty feet from you. The dog you used to take for walks down the sidewalk. Your side of the garage. The bedroom. The memories all came flooding back unbidden.
“Are we just going to sit here all day?” A smooth voice broke you out of your reverie.
You looked over to see Lucifer’s cool gaze on you. You inhaled deeply and turned off the engine. “Yeah, let’s go.”
You heard barking as soon as you shut the door and Maverick, Eddie’s golden retriever, appeared in the front window. You weren’t sure he would remember you, but the second he saw you, his “Intruder” bark turned into the “Y/N” bark that you remembered. You eagerly bounded up the front steps, forgetting about the reason you were here, forgetting about most everything except that goofy yellow face in the window. You knocked on the front door, but to your dismay it opened under your light touch.
“Hey Mav!” You said, squatting so the large dog could lick your face. He promptly knocked you backwards into Lucifer’s legs. You laughed as Maverick threw his large body on top of yours so you could give him a full body snuggle.
“Ahem.” Lucifer said lightly. You looked up to see him staring down at you with a bemused expression.
“Sorry.” You chuckled. “Alright Mav, let me up.”
Once you got back to your feet, you realized that there was blood everywhere in the foyer. Not. Good.
“Oh my Dad!” Lucifer exclaimed as he walked inside.
“Eddie!” You called out. There was no answer, but that was no surprise. The blood had been dried for a while and you could see spot where Maverick had probably licked it. You loved dogs, but man were they gross sometimes.
“Lucifer, stay here.” You said. You didn’t have to turn around to know he was scowling at you, but you didn’t care. You were in high alert mode now, although you figured that whatever had done this was long gone by now.
As you crept silently down the hallway you drew your gun from its holster. It might not stop all monsters, but it sure as hell would make them pause. You glanced around the kitchen and upon seeing it was clear, made your way through towards the dining room. Then you made your way back to the foyer where Lucifer was waiting. His arms were crossed over his chest and he was clearly annoyed.
“I’m going to go check upstairs,” You said. “Look around down here and see if there are any clues as to what did this.”
He rolled his eyes but stepped around you to go check the house. Maverick followed you happily up the stairs. You checked the few bedrooms and the bathrooms up there, but everything was clean and put in its place. It was then that you remembered what a neat freak Eddie was. Ugh. You went back downstairs and met Lucifer in the kitchen.
“You find anything?” You asked, holstering your gun.
“You mean like this?” He asked, holding up a business card. You looked closer.
Madame Fortuna, seer it read in plain font with an address and a phone number. Call for home cleansing appointments.
Call ASAP!!!! Was also written on the card in Eddie’s handwriting.
“Yeah, like that.” You reached out and took the card from him. “Where was it?”
“Right on the counter.” He said smugly.
“So right where you could find it. Like it was left on purpose.”
He shifted, clearly not having though of that. “Well…yeah, I guess so.”
“So, the question is, is Madame Fortuna friend or foe?” You asked, looking back at the card.
“No idea.”
“Well, only one way to find out.”
You whipped out your cell phone and called the number on the card. No one picked up and you left a message when prompted. Then you walked over to the hook where Maverick’s leash was kept and turned around.
“Who wants to go for a ride?”
*
“I don’t understand why this creature needs to come with us.” Lucifer complained loudly as you sat down the road from Madame Fortuna’s business. Maverick was currently in the backseat of the car, but was resting his head on the archangel’s shoulder as he panted loudly in his ear.
“He can’t be left alone. How would he eat?” You asked indignantly.
“He is a predator. He can hunt.”
You looked at the derpy dog, then rolled your eyes at Lucifer. “Yeah, he’s real ferocious.”
Lucifer sighed loudly but you ignored him, instead focusing on the storefront. You had been sitting there for about an hour and there was still no sign of Madame Fortuna.
“So what are you going to do when you see this ex of yours again?”
You paused as the question had come out of left field. “What do you mean?”
“Well, what if he wants you back or something?”
You looked over at the archangel in shock. “I don’t think we really need to worry about that.”
“Why not?” He looked genuinely curious.
“I haven’t seen Eddie in years. I seriously doubt he still has feelings for me. Even if he did, it doesn’t matter because I don’t have feelings for him.”
“How do you know that you don’t?”
You chuckled. “I know if I have feelings for someone, Lucifer. And I don’t have any for Eddie. I care about him just as a friend. Maybe not even that much, but like, I still have a duty to try and help a person in need, you know?”
“No.”
You sighed and looked away. “Yeah, well, I’m probably asking the wrong being.”
“I just don’t get you humans.” He said. “You haven’t talked to this guy in years and yet you jet to his rescue the second he calls.”
“Well I don’t get you angels.” You shot back. “You can’t put aside your differences to help each other out at all. You try to kill each other for the pettiest reasons. And you’re probably the pettiest one.”
He scowled and shifted so he could face you. “Petty? I’m petty?”
“Yeah.”
“How so?”
You glared at him. “Don’t start with me.”
His mouth dropped open. “You started with me!”
“Whatever.” You rolled your eyes and turned back to the storefront, but you could still feel Lucifer glaring at you.
“Tell me how you really feel.” He muttered.
“Lucifer, do you ever get tired of playing the victim?” You snarled, suddenly angry. “You could be so much more than what you are. You have so much potential. And yet you squander it playing your petty games and trying to further your own agenda.”
“That’s what you think? That I’m here because I’m trying to further my agenda?” He looked a little hurt, but you knew he was a good actor.
“I don’t know why you’re here.” You stated, scowling.
“Maybe it’s because you’re the only person who’s been nice to me in eons. Did you ever think of that?” He retorted angrily. Then he got even angrier at the expression on your face. “No, of course you didn’t. Because it never occurred to you that maybe I have feelings too.”
You stared at him, speechless. He glared right back at you. His chest was heaving slightly and you could tell he was genuinely angry.
“Lucifer, I…I’m…I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry.” You said after a few moments.
He suddenly looked uncomfortable. “Yeah, well, it’s fine. Look, I think that lady is back.”
You glanced towards the store and saw an old, gray-haired woman unlocking the front door of the shop. All the tension from the last few minutes melted away.
“Bingo.” You said, and stepped out of the car.
You Stole My Heart - Part 2
Author’s Note: Formatting is awful because this was done on my phone...sorry! This time Lucifer only shut himself in his room for a few days before re-emerging. By this point, Dean, Sam, and Cas were home from their hunt and the four of you were in the kitchen, enjoying some nachos that you had made and some booze. The archangel walked into the room and the merriment stopped.
Dean and Sam still weren’t fond of Lucifer and Castiel always seemed torn. Lucifer just stood there, glowering at everyone before turning towards the cabinet where the cereal was kept.
“Don’t let me interrupt.” He muttered, grabbing a bowl from the cabinet.
“Nonsense.” You said immediately, full of liquid courage from the whiskey you had been drinking. “Come sit down and have some fun.”
Lucifer turned and looked at you. You patted the chair next to you and smiled. His gaze slide from your welcoming face to the stony faces of the brothers.
“No.” He said, turning back to the bowl he was about to fill.
“Well at least have some nachos.” You pressed. “It must have been at least a month since you had hot food. Y’know, since you can’t work a microwave.”
He sneered at you, but just then his stomach rumbled so loudly you could hear it across the room.
“They’re gooooood.” You sang, holding the platter out to him.
He seemed to be waging an internal war with himself and his pride lost. He scowled and grabbed a few chips off the platter and put them on a plate.
“Just to shut you up.” He muttered. He took the plate of nachos and his bowl of cereal, and stalked out of the room.
A few hours later, he was back. Sam had gone off to bed, Dean was snoring at the table, and Cas was off doing whatever it was that angels did. You were at the sink doing up the few dishes from the night when you heard him walk into the room.
“Hey,” You said, not bothering to turn around and look at him. “Did you come back for some more nachos?”
There was silence and you turned around, thinking you had maybe somehow been mistaken about who was standing there. But you hadn’t and Lucifer was there in the doorway.
“I’ve never had hot food before.” He stated simply.
You felt a pang of pity for him and you grabbed a small plate of nachos out of the oven.
“I saved these for you. I had to fend Dean off, but that wasn’t too difficult. I had a feeling you’d be back.”
Lucifer’s eyes rested on the plate and he stepped forward gratefully to grab it, but you pulled it back. He scowled at you.
“I’m going to teach you how to use the microwave.” You said as explanation. He rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips, but it didn’t deter you.
You turned and opened the machine, placing the small plate inside. “Nothing metal, nothing plastic. The numbers over here correspond to how many minutes you want to heat something up for. Like for these, you’ll probably want to do two minutes to get the cheese to be all gooey and delicious again.”
You hit the button for two minutes and turned to face him.
“Not too hard, right?”
He shrugged noncommittally.
“Well, at least now you can heat food up.” You said. “And my good deed for the day is done.”
You finished up the last dish while the microwave was going and you were done by the time it beeped. You pulled the nachos out and handed them to the archangel.
“Careful, they’re hot.” You said. Lucifer took the plate gingerly.
“Alright, well, I’m off to bed.” You stated. “Have a good night.”
“But, I’m being social.” Lucifer said with shock in his voice.
It was your turn to be shocked. “At three in the morning?”
He scowled at you. “Never mind then.”
You were so tired. So tired. “If you want to eat your nachos in my room while I get ready for bed, that’s fine. But I’m exhausted and that’s about all the social I can handle right now.”
Lucifer mulled it over for a second and then nodded. He followed after you as you strode down the hallway and into the corner room that you called your own. You turned on Netflix quickly and put on some of The Office while Lucifer sat on your bed and began eating his nachos. You grabbed some shorts and a tank top and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you.
After changing and going through the rest of your night time routine, you walked out to see Lucifer completely engrossed in the show. The plate of nachos was empty and sitting on the nightstand.
Guess he likes to watch tv too. You thought to yourself.
“Alright, I’m done. Time to go.” You announced.
Lucifer looked up at you in surprise, like he had forgotten you were here. “But I want to find out what happens.” He protested, gesturing towards the television.
You rolled your eyes, but were too tired to argue. “Fine. But you have to move to the chair because I’m going to sleep.”
He moved from the end of your bed to the cozy armchair in the corner without looking away from the screen. You slid under your covers and glared at the archangel.
“After this episode is over, you leave. Got it?” You asked, grumpy.
“Yeah, yeah.” Lucifer responded absently.
You clenched your jaw in irritation, but rolled over and went to sleep.
*
Lucifer had been gone as promised the next morning, but when you checked your Netflix account you could see that he had stayed in your room until he had finished the first season and was halfway through the second. It made you chuckle.
Your good mood ended once you checked your phone. “Y/N – need help. Plz hurry.”
“Shit.” You muttered. The text was from your ex, the only one who knew that you were a Hunter. He lived a normal life though and in the end, that was what had caused the split. He wanted you to settle down and get a normal 9-5. Not in this life time, buddy.
“What kind of trouble?” Dean asked gruffly. He knew all about Eddie.
You were packed and ready to leave ten minutes later. Dean intercepted you on the way to the garage where you kept your car.
“Where are you going?”
“Eddie’s in trouble. I have to go help him.”
“I don’t know.” You showed him the text and he looked troubled. “That could mean anything.”
You narrowed your eyes. “You know he wouldn’t contact me unless it was supernatural. I have to go.”
“Go where?” A voice asked from behind you. You turned to see Lucifer standing there, hands in pockets.
“I have to go help a friend for a little while.” You answered.
“Well, you shouldn’t go alone.” Dean said. “Maybe we should all go.”
You turned back to him. “No, I don’t even know what it is yet. Eddie doesn’t need all of us to be running into something with guns blazing. If I need help I’ll let you know.”
“Well, take Cas with you at least.”
“Dean, no, it’s fine. I really have to get going.”
“I’ll go.” Lucifer cut in.
You turned to look at him in astonishment and saw that he meant it. You turned back to look at Dean questioningly.
“No.” The elder Winchester growled. “Out of the question.”
“Why?” You asked. “He’s no use sulking around here. Might as well bring him with and see if he can help at all.”
The muscle in Dean’s jaw twitched. “I don’t like this.”
You patted him gently on the cheek. “You don’t have to, loverboy.”
You looked back over your shoulder. “Let’s go, Lucifer.”
“Bye, loverboy.” Lucifer said to Dean with a smirk and a little wave as he followed you to your car.
You gassed up the car outside of town and texted Eddie back that you would be there the next day. Then you and Lucifer set off.
“So what’s the deal?” You asked the archangel as you merged onto the highway. He gave you a questioning look. “Well, you haven’t been out of your room longer than 3 hours. Why did you come with me? We have to share a room, you know that right? Nowhere to hide when you go all pouty.”
He stared at you for a moment before facing the road. “I was bored.”
“Ah.” You said. “Well that makes sense. I do have a few rules though, since you’ll be on the Hunt with me. Rule Number 1: You have to do what I say.”
His head snapped around and he looked at you incredulously. You scowled at him.
“Lucifer, I mean it. I don’t care who or what you are, if you’re going to be Hunting with me, you have to do what I tell you.”
“Do Dean and Sam do what you tell them?” He asked hotly.
“Dean and Sam are experienced Hunters,” You shot back. “They can make their own decisions. You are an archangel who is used to relying on his powers to get him through fights. And you don’t have those powers anymore. Essentially you’re a human, and you’re a human who has never been a Hunt before. So you do what I say. Got it?”
Lucifer’s jaw worked furiously for a moment. No doubt if the two of you had been back in the bunker he would have stomped off to his room, but he was stuck in this car with you for the next day and a half. For some reason, that gave you immense satisfaction.
“I mean it.” You said firmly. “I don’t mean to put you down, but it is what it is. If you don’t want to agree to my rules, then that’s fine. I’ll pull off at the next rest area and Dean can come pick you up. But I need to know that you’ll listen to me. I need to be fully comfortable going into a Hunt.”
“Fine,” Lucifer muttered.
You let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding. “Great. Thanks. Rule 2: I take the lead in questioning people and everything else. That’s about it…I think.”
Lucifer nodded his agreement and the two of you rode in silence for a bit. The archangel seemed to be pouting a bit and you couldn’t blame him. He hated humans and he had just agreed to do whatever one said.
“Hey, thank you by the way.” You said, nudging his arm with your elbow.
He looked at you in surprise. “For what?”
“Well, it’s a long drive and I have no idea what I’m walking into. It’s…nice to have someone come along. I definitely thought I would be doing this alone. So thank you for volunteering.”
He looked uncomfortable. “How come you didn’t just have Dean or Sam come along then?”
You sighed. “Dean and Eddie don’t really get along. In fact, the last time Dean saw him, he punched him in the face. And Sam hated Eddie too. So it’s best just to go alone, especially if Eddie really needs help.”
He grinned a bit. “Dean hit him? Why?”
“He kept trying to get me to leave Hunting behind, even after I told him no multiple times. Dean didn’t really like that, so they ended up having some words. That conversation ended in a fist fight.”
“So like, is Eddie your brother or something?”
You shook your head, chuckling. “No, Eddie is an old boyfriend.”
The surprise on Lucifer’s face was plain as day. “A boyfriend?”
“Yeah. It didn’t end well.”
“Well, after Dean punched him in the face, I suppose it wouldn’t.”
“Yeah, well that’s not where it ended. It ended when I punched him in the face for cheating on me while I was on a Hunt.”
Lucifer looked even more surprised now. “You punched him? YOU did?”
You laughed loudly at how incredulous he was. “Yeah, I did. I was so mad at him. I knocked him out too, right in front of the other girl. Then I took my stuff and left. That’s the last I’d heard from him since this morning.”
“Can’t say I blame him. You did punch him after all.”
You shot Lucifer a look. “He’s the one who cheated. He deserved it.”
“Yeah well, just remind me never to cheat on you.”
“Considering the fact that we’ll never date because I’m a human and you hate humans, I’d have to say you’re probably safe.”
He gave you a strange look that you could see from the corner of your eye. After a moment, he said, “Yeah, you’re right.”
He went back to looking out the window and you flipped on the radio.
Luci throwing shade
Lucifer in 13.02
Various & Sundry Villains ↳ cas + lucifer
You Stole My Heart - Part 1
Author's Note: Another new series! Idk why I keep starting them when I haven't finished the last ones - probs because I have writers block lol. Anyways: enjoy!
Tag list: @li-ssu @jeanjeaniethings @multifandom-slytherin @1234567890nono @carryonmywaywarddemigodwitch @sup--ernova
Lucifer had been staying at the bunker for a few weeks now, but he continued to sulk in his room. With his Grace almost completely gone, he had only a few human needs and only ever really left his room to eat. It was during one of those rare excursions that you happened to bump into him…literally.
“Ooopps, sorry!” You said, looking up from the book you had been reading as you were walking. Your voice died in your throat when you saw the blond haired blue eyed archangel glaring down at you. Your brain went numb for a moment, and then you gave him your widest smile. “My bad, Lucifer.”
He just kept staring at you until you realized he wanted you to move. You deftly stepped to the side and he swept past you towards the kitchen. You watched him for a second before deciding to follow.
“What are you doing?” He asked after a few steps, halting suddenly and turning to glare at you once more.
“Uh, well, I was just going to let you know that there was some leftover pizza in the fridge if you’re hungry.” You said, suddenly nervous. You then ventured: “And also I thought you might want some company?”
He looked you up and down, making you feel very small, before crossing his arms and responding. “Why would I want your company?”
Wow, rude. You thought. “Well, it must be lonely being all by yourself in your room all day.”
That seemed to amuse him. “I was by myself in the Cage for eons. I’m used to it.”
“All the more reason to be social.” You tried.
“Hating humans is what got me locked up.” Lucifer countered. “Why would I want to be in the company of one now that I’m free?”
“You’ve been rehabilitated?”
He laughed unkindly. “Not even a little.”
You shrugged and turned away. “There’s always tomorrow.” You began to walk away.
“What do you mean, there’s always tomorrow?” He called after you.
You turned, surprised that he would keep the conversation going. “To be rehabilitated.” You answered.
His face turned dark and scary for a moment and you got your first look at the Devil underneath. “There is nothing that will ever make me like a human. The first chance I get, I’m going to destroy your kind and wipe the planet of your plague.”
You shrugged again, refusing to be cowed. “Maybe. But I don’t think so.”
His chin jutted up defiantly. “Why not?”
You gave him a small smile, which seemed to confuse him. “Just a feeling. Enjoy your pizza. If you want to know how to use the microwave, you know where to find me. I imagine all those bowls of cold cereal you’ve been eating must be getting old.”
You opened your book and walked away, humming to yourself. You didn’t see Lucifer’s look of confusion as he watched you leave, nor did you see the way he lingered in the hallway after you’d left.
A few weeks later, you were in the library researching a case when the elusive archangel walked into the room. You looked up in surprise at him and saw him glowering at you. You went back to what you had been looking at on your laptop while he wandered around the bookshelves, looking at titles.
“You can read ancient Greek?” His voice asked from behind you after a few moments. You looked up, startled to see him directly behind you, peering over your shoulder at one of the books spread out on the table in front of you.
“Yes.” You answered, turning back to your screen. “I learned it when I was ten.”
He grunted and moved around to the side of the table. He sat heavily down in the seat two down from you.
“Is there something you wanted?” You offered after a moment.
He glared at you. “I’m being social.”
“Hostile does not equal social, but it’s a good start.” You quipped. “Did you get bored of staring at your wall all day?”
“Obviously.” He sneered back at you. You were surprised; you had half expected him to get up and leave at the first insult. He must really be bored.
“Okay, well, do you want to help me out with this case?”
“Not really.”
“At least you’re honest.” You said. “Soooo, what do you like to do?”
“Smite things.”
You rolled your eyes. “Well there’s no smiting allowed here. Anything else?”
He shrugged and suddenly you felt a pang of pity for him. He was truly all alone in this universe and he had no idea what he liked to do for fun, which meant he had never really had any.
“What seems fun to you? Anything you’ve ever wanted to try?”
“Not really.”
You sighed. “You’re not very helpful. Alright, well, let’s start from the top. You want to read a book?”
He made a face and shook his head.
“How about TV? You want to watch TV?”
“No. Humans are addicted to that stupid device.”
You inhaled deeply and had a thought. “How about a hike then? I know a good trail that we can walk to from here.”
He thought about it for a moment and nodded.
“Alright then, let me get changed and then we can go.”
Ten minutes later you and Lucifer left the bunker and started walking down the long path that led to a back road. It was a bright autumn day, with a crispiness to the air that you loved. You inhaled deeply, breathing in the fall scent. This was your favorite time of year, for sure.
The two of you walked side by side in silence for a while and you didn’t mind. You loved hiking, loved being out in nature. There was nothing more beautiful.
“So tell me,” Your curiosity got the better of you. “What did you do for fun before God created the humans?”
He was quiet for a while and you weren’t sure he was going to respond. But eventually he did. “I reveled in my Father’s presence.”
“That was fun for you?” You asked incredulously.
He glanced sideways at you. “Not really. But that’s what we did before the war with Amara.”
“Huh. So you legit have no idea what you like to do for fun, aside from kill humans?”
He scowled. “This hike was fun until you started speaking.”
You chuckled, but remained quiet. You didn’t want to do anything that would hamper the progress he was making.
Eventually the two of you reached the crest of a small hill in front of which a meadow stretched out as far as the eye could see. On the ledge of the hill was a large rock big enough for five people to sit on and you climbed onto it, staring out across the meadow. Lucifer dutifully climbed up next to you and sat with a huff.
“This is my favorite place.” You stated simply. “At night, the field lights up with fireflies and you can see the stars. It’s beautiful.”
“Why are you with the Winchesters?” Lucifer asked suddenly.
You looked at him strangely. The question was completely out of the blue. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, why are you, you know, with them?”
“Do you mean, why am I friends with them?”
He half-shrugged, half-nodded.
“Well, I met them when I was really young. My parents were killed when I was two and Bobby took me in. They were Hunters and knew Bobby and I guess that’s what they wanted. I met Dean and Sam when I was about eight or nine and the rest is history, I guess.”
“Bobby raised you to be a Hunter?”
You laughed. “No. Bobby would have given his right hand to have me be anything but. But, hunting is in my blood. He tried his best, but there was nothing he could have done to keep me from it.”
Lucifer looked down for a moment, then looked back at you. “You don’t seem like a normal Hunter to me.”
“Why’s that?” You were genuinely curious.
“You don’t seem as…hard as they are. As ruthless.”
“So to be a Hunter I have to be hard and ruthless?”
“All the ones I’ve ever met have been.”
“I’m ruthless only when I need to be. I like to be compassionate first.”
He snorted. “That’s how you get killed.”
You shrugged, unperturbed. “It’s worked for me thus far.”
He looked at you for a long moment before turning back to the field. “Yeah well, I still don’t like humans.” He muttered. “Or you.”
You closed your eyes and smiled, looking up at the sun to warm your face. “Surprisingly, I’m okay with that.”
“And I’m still going to wipe the lot of you off the face of the Earth the first chance I get.”
“Well, maybe you’ll save me for last.”
He fell silent and you had to look to make sure he was still there. You were surprised to see him staring right back at you. And he didn’t break eye contact when he was caught. It made you uncomfortable. It was like he didn’t understand basic human rules.
“What?” You asked, looking away.
“My threats don’t scare you.”
It wasn’t a question. You looked back at him.
“No, not really.”
He scowled. “Why not?”
You sized him up for a moment before responding. “I don’t think you’re ready to hear the answer yet.”
He looked taken aback. “What? Yes I am. Tell me.”
“Maybe later.”
You slide down off the rock and wiped the dirt from the seat of your pants. Lucifer slid off and landed heavily next to you.
“Tell me.” He demanded.
“I’m hungry. Are you hungry? We should go get dinner.”
“Hey!” He said, half surprised, half angry, when you turned and started back down the path. “Tell me why I don’t scare you!”
“Not today!” You tossed back over your shoulder as you continued to walk. You heard him begin to follow you, stomping angrily. He caught up to you fairly quickly.
“Are you really not going to tell me?” He asked angrily.
“I’m really not going to tell you.” You answered calmly.
He clenched his jaw and the two of you walked in silence for a few minutes before he muttered, “Now I’m going to kill you first.”
For some reason, this struck you as petulant and hilarious and you laughed. “Then you’ll really never know the answer.”
Some more silence, then: “I’m never doing anything with you again.”
“Then you’ll be pretty lonely because I’m the only one who is willing to hang out with you.”
“At this point, I don’t care.”
The two of you walked in silence back to the bunker, and Lucifer immediately went to his room and slammed the door closed. You smiled and shook your head. The archangel was moody and kind of a dick…okay, a huge dick…but there was something about him you liked. He was stubborn and rude, but he was also oddly charming. As long as he wasn’t too much of a jerk, you wouldn’t mind hanging out with him again. It was oddly refreshing.
