Well, this is a nice vessel...

I've escaped the pit, and this was a very convenient vessel. I get to use it from time to time, so I'm hardly as... present as I'd like to be. Regardless, if I had to choose a vessel with low morals, very few standards, and more than enough means to take over this planet, I guess this would be my best pick. (Teeechnically an AU SPN!Lucifer blog. I'm also give-me-a-scotch, and I got sick of Lucifer throwing tantrums because he didn't have his own blog, so here we go. Any time Lucifer takes over Tony, I'm going to use this blog for reblogs and such. I hope that makes sense.) (Sorry if I don't follow back, while I'd love to follow everyone, this is a side-blog, and my dash is cramped already. If you'd like to RP with me, I'll probably follow back, but in the meantime, I'm really lazy.)

[inkorstardust]

Did anyone even notice you had gone?

[ex0skeletal]

Lucifer (Morning Star) by Paul Fryer (Installation in the Holy Church in Marylebone, 2008. Anodised aluminium, silicon rubber cord, wax work figure, feathers/aluminium, concrete.)

[joehillsthrills-deactivated2019]

Got to throw this on my Pinterest as soon as I have a moment.

[thehostof-blog]

[nurdelingarchive-blog]

This is what happens when you leave Adam in the Cage with Lucifer for too long.

[fabfrnkie]

somebodyhascalledmeidjit:

oh my fucking god

[fradulentiarchangelum-deactivat]

Of course I like it.  Why wouldn't I like it when Michael gets dominant?  When he holds me down and uses me as he pleases.  -gets close to Lucifer-  Until I think I can't anymore but he pushes me almost to my limits and I fall apart.  When he does it over and over and over.  I don't see anything weird in liking it.

And you shouldn't too.

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

...Okay, are you quite finished?

[fradulentiarchangelum-deactivat]

But you like it when Mike mounts you~

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

I do fucking not! You're the one who likes that, sister dear, and I don't need you projecting your weird thoughts onto me.

[fradulentiarchangelum-deactivat]

Tumblr is so much fucking fun to mess with. You humans freak out so easily.

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

That's not even funny, I was stuck looking at some thing about Michael fucking mounting me for like... two hours.

[guardian-of-thursday-deactivate]

Wing!kink (◡‿◡✿)

Wing!kink with fluffy happy wing-grooming time (◕‿◕✿)

Wing!kink where wings get broken and torn out and destroyed  (⊙‿⊙✿)

WINGS  (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[onedomesticatedarchangel-deacti]

He rested his head against the other, a warmth at the fact that the other would not simply cast him aside filling him. He had no idea of the turmoil that Lucifer was experiencing as he placed his life and loyalty in the other’s hands with innocence hiding away the possibility that he would be manipulated into being Lucifer’s weapon.

Lucifer wasn’t human, after all. He wouldn’t use Michael, right?

Michael firmly believed that. He made a face when the other ruffled his hair, before grinning at him. “I believe you, Lucifer. You wouldn’t do such a thing to me."

He was silent for a few moments, some memories of a less than pleasant time in which he despised Lucifer as much as he loved the other flicking through his thoughts. “Yes, well, I do not present much of a threat. Besides, as crazy as it might sound, I trust you."

He let himself be guided, happy to bask in his own happiness and contentedness.

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

The fallen angel guided Michael somewhere more comfortable, somewhere they could both spread their wings without fear of hitting anything or breaking anything. He settled on the couch, gesturing for Michael to sit on the floor in front of him, so he might be able to properly groom his brother's wings without any awkward positioning.

Once there was a separation between them, and Michael did of he was told - his brother's mind was barely his own, as much as it pained him to remember that, it was so easily used - Lucifer curled his wings slightly around them both, starting to groom Michael's wings. At times, his grip might have gotten rough, if only because he remembered Michael's hands on his own wings, ripping them off, but for the majority of the time, he was quiet and gentle.

As he worked his fingers through tangled feathers, his anger at his Father's favorites grew. His brother had been the strongest of them, and he was reduced to something that hadn't even been allowed to take care of himself. It was nearly sickening, but the thing that calmed him was the thought that, with Michael like this, he could easily be manipulated into a weapon against the humans.

"I'm glad you trust me, Michael. I won't betray that again," he said quietly.

[iamthegoodson]

give-me-a-scotch replied to your post: ooc post:

(I want to like this from Lucifer but I can’t because sideblog.)

i’ll add lucifer anyways uwu

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

I need to rp with you more okay 

okay

[iamthegoodson]

yes yes this needs to happen

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

yes it does because I do jack all with this account

[iamthegoodson]

i believe you owe me a reply on my other michael account uwu

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

I do and I can get to that after fish if you like

[iamthegoodson]

give-me-a-scotch replied to your post: ooc post:

(I want to like this from Lucifer but I can’t because sideblog.)

i’ll add lucifer anyways uwu

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

I need to rp with you more okay 

okay

[iamthegoodson]

yes yes this needs to happen

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

yes it does because I do jack all with this account

[iamthegoodson]

give-me-a-scotch replied to your post: ooc post:

(I want to like this from Lucifer but I can’t because sideblog.)

i’ll add lucifer anyways uwu

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

I need to rp with you more okay 

okay

[samandriells]

[archangelictricksterarchive-blog]

look at ho w cute gabe is

goodbye

[iamthegoodson]

Open Season || Open RP

[iamthegoodson]

“Not having much fun at all,” he said dryly, before taking a step closer and raising an eyebrow. “Unless you plan to change that for me?” he offerred, wings still curved towards the other.

He was nearly delirious, and the other was really not helping his situation. If anything, he was making it worse. The pheromones were pouring it even faster than before, fogging up the room and driving Michael into becoming even more desperate than before.

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

Lucifer was making a pointed effort not to react to the pheromones that Michael was giving off. However, it was getting more and more difficult not to react, especially as the scent grew more and more enticing. 

"Do you want me to do something about it, Michael?" he asked, the words crossing his lips before he was even really aware of what he was saying. He took a few steps closer, wings revealing themselves and starting to curl towards Michael's.

[iamthegoodson]

Open Season || Open RP

[iamthegoodson]

“Lucifer,” he said, flushing with embarrassment. This wasn’t exactly someone he wanted to have catch him out on the nest he’d just made. “I, uh— what are you doing here?”

It was a testament to Michael’s self control that he didn’t just beg the other to take him now. That would have been even more embarrassing, and he would have liked to think he could retain some pride throughout all of this. The pheromones were making him dizzy, and he could distantly feel his wings curve towards the other in a silent proposition.

Well. So much for pride.

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

Lucifer's wings, previously somewhat mangled from the cage, were hidden for once, as a testament to how much better they had gotten. He nearly showed them, his own body wanting to react to Michael's, regardless of whether or not he was experiencing the same problem.

"You left a scent trail, brother dear. I was curious. Having fun already, are you?" he asked, just a hint of teasing in his voice.

[iamthegoodson]

Open Season || Open RP

Michael had no qualms in collecting every piece of fabric that he could from random people’s houses, building a satisfactory nest that filled an entire room. Next part: find a mate. Well.

Michael wasn’t particularly picky in his current state, but he would force enough sense into his pheromone-ridden brain to ensure he wouldn’t go slumming for just anyone. He was standing outside of his nest when he heard what sounded like footsteps.

He spun around as soon as he heard it, hoping that it wasn’t someone who would react to the mating pheromones that filled the entire room.

[petulantchildwithdaddyissue-blog]

Lucifer wasn't under the same spell as his brother - thank SOMETHING that wasn't their father for that - but he could identify the pheromones, and curiosity caused him to go seeking it out. Especially from the scent that lead him to his brother, the traces of pheromones here and there in random homes, where Michael would have gone stealing parts for a nest, well, it made it entirely too obvious and something that he absolutely could not miss a chance to tease his older brother about.

"Someone's been busy," he mused, vessel's nostrils flaring at the overwhelming scent. He was able to control himself, merely looking his brother's nest over before raising an eyebrow with an entirely too amused smirk on his face.

[morevnasmarya-deactivated201701]

[siterlas]

STRANGE DEMONS LYING AROUND IN CROSSROADS DISTRIBUTING DEALS IS NO BASIS  FOR A SYSTEM OF GOVERNMENT