#heavnofhell

[charlie-bradcherry]

             HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE PELLY BELLY!!!!!!!

[charlie-bradcherry]

On Christmas 2016, something miraculous was born which I am eternally grateful for. An everblooming friendship between me and @heavnofhell , something that truly set my heart on fire. To this day I do not know where I would be without them, but I do know that Kai is the most precious treasure to me because if I had to choose between 50 friends or them alone I know it’d be them alone out of the world.

2017 was hell for me and I know that anyone who I’ve had by my side at least once in my life had their own burdens to take care of and would get tired of me and whatever I felt. And I was okay with that. But Kai never got tired of my shit, stopped talking to me, started judging me behind my back or left despite me telling them that they would like anyone else. And sometimes, deep down, I’m still a little bit afraid, and they don’t deserve that.

They’ve shown their trust more than I have shown mine to them. They’ve been here for me more than I have been there for them. They forgave me, loved me and gave me far more than I deserve. They heal some of my wounds and stitch pieces of me back together to keep me going. And all of that shows that they are a heavenly miracle sent by God that I need to praise and adore for filling my emptiness with happiness because I can’t do it myself. I depend on them like the Earth depends on the Sun and vice versa. And still, I don’t entirely deserve them. I don’t think I do.

If any of Kai’s followers follow me too, which I’m sure there are lots, I recommend tagging them in fox videos or pictures (or mailing them a real one is good too. even better really) or complimenting them and saying that they are a gift onto this world. They must smile at least once every day. It is now the world’s number one rule. (Don’t you try stealing them away from me though... I have eyes everywhere and I’ll sharpen my teeth if I have to.)

So if any of you ever get tired of seeing me worship this person 156489 times a month onto your dashboard and wanna explode into my inbox about it, go ahead. The anxious person inside of me says “I don’t give a sh*t” because there is so much you don’t understand about me or them. This is not weird nor disgusting. Or any other names that are meant to be harmful. It may hurt a little, but it doesn’t affect the friendship we’ve nurtured together.

What we have is the rarest piece of love you can find in this world today, I assure you. Half of humanity is busy murdering each other meanwhile I, a random person, finds someone who’s probably meant to be the other piece of my soul. Who’s golden heart matches my cold one. We click together like music and lyrics. But you get the point in the end... no one needs Kai more than I need them.

So... all in all...

@heavnofhell is the best Christmas wish that ever came true. Now all I’ll keep wishing for is to finally be able to cuddle them close to me one day as well.

Love you, my baby angel.

[steed-of-waloed]

heavnofhell replied to your post: “Now I miss my snarky big brother….”

You’ve still got a snarky big bro around. Maybe just stop stabbing me?

LUCIFER FOR ONCE NOT NOW

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Ever since Sam had said yes to Lucifer, the world hadn’t been the same. Hell had been their first goal. It had been a pleasure, both to Sam and to Lucifer, to take back what was rightfully theirs. Sam made a point in finding every last demon that had every made fun of Lucifer’s entrapment, and he found a way to destroy the cage that had held his other half for so long. To this day, he remembered the silent tears of gratitude on his angel’s face (his own face) and since he couldn’t hug him, he’d wrapped him in warm thoughts and overwhelming love, had whispered to him that there was nothing, nothing, that would ever be able to separate them again.

That had been Hell. But Hell was easy, Hell was not enough – so they had come to earth, and Sam had allowed Lucifer to court him, with blood and bones and Lucifer had done for Sam what Sam did for him and Hell – he shattered all the cages that had ever held Sam, his were more metaphorical, but not less real. There was Dean, who had tried to hold Sam back, there were the hunters, who called him a monster, there was society and hypocrisy, and Sam would have never raised his hand against humanity (at least not back then) but Lucifer knew what he wanted better than he knew himself, and Lucifer wanted to teach humanity a lesson in humility, something they desperately needed, so they did. Earth was different now, but Sam found he liked it. There were more demons in it now, less people, and most importantly, there was no one who dared oppose him or Lucifer.

After Earth, of course, there were the remnants of Heaven. Most of the angels quietly disappeared, and Sam wondered where they went, if there was anywhere for them to go, had they followed God? Some tried to fight, but realized it was pointless without an archangel to lead them. Castiel tried his best for some time, only to eventually give up. There were some angels following them now, and Sam had realized that it was good for Lucifer to have them as company, and he hoped some more would eventually join. He loved hearing Lucifer speak Enochian, and although he was almost fluent in it by now, he felt like his pronunciation was lacking a certain something Lucifer and the other angels seemed to possess naturally.

When a door between dimensions is opened, the ripple of power that comes with it can be felt by most supernatural beings. The reason most of them don’t know how to place the feelings is that portals between dimensions don’t usually get opened. Few know how to do it, even fewer would take the risks that came with it. Why portal it away when you can kill it? Of course, there are things that were hard to kill.

When Sam woke that morning, it was because he’d felt Lucifer’s Grace in fear, rage, confusion, and his first instinct was to immediately get there, Lucifer needed him, Lucifer needed him, he was sitting upright in bed before he even remembered that Lucifer was right beside him, had been wearing Nick for the night, because every now and then Sam asked him to, with little pretence as to why he wanted that particular favour. Lucifer was naked beside him, and he was as close to sleep as he could be – or better, he had been, until Sam had woken up like this.

“You must have felt it too,” he said, “That is…that is your Grace, Luci. I’d recognize it anywhere.”

But how could he feel Lucifer’s Grace in a different state, when his other half was right next to him?

@heavnofhell

[raccontorai]

Raven pen by omegaptera

@heavnofhell Thought you might like this.

[thekingsparty]

Sorry about your crummy month, my friend. But know that you've still got plenty of good partners who ADORE your Crowley and don't plan on taking off on you anytime soon. xx Just go on being an amazing gem in this fandom, and don't let anyone discourage you.

//Ngh, you never (and I said this before) fail to notice when I’m having a rough patch and idk how you do it honestly. (... admit it, you’re online 24/7 and see everything.) You’re a friggen blessing to this fandom and community, ok?! Like, the amount of love, good vibes and strength you spread is breath-taking and I feel so, so lucky to have you here in this fandom (and not another *shriek* they cannot have u) to brighten up the dark places by being the way you are. 

Thank you for being so friggen nice it hurts my heart when I think about it too long. Thank you, Kai. 

[mashuradi]

I'm just here to send you some love, to let you know you are appreciated, and that I love love love seeing you on my dash. Stay cool, bro. xx

You actually put a smile on my face with that, you’re adorable :’) Makes me glad then, even if all I can do most of the times is reblogging stuff (If you’d know! I reblog a lot from you <3). -bearhugsthehellouttaya- The feeling is mutual, just so you know!

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"I've always told you that your choices are yours to make." Lucifer's weary voice bit through the silence with a bitter chill, rising up and filling the ravaged room from the dimly lit corner in which he stood. His feet toed the edge of a ring of spent Holy Oil, eyes downcast as he listened to Sam's footfalls come to a slow stop. "But I never believed you'd return to your brother's beck and call - that you'd not tell me. After everything he's done... Did you really think he'd forgiven me?"

Sam had only followed Dean’s call for help, forgetting everything that had happened between them for the last couple years, because Dean was still his brother, and his phone call had sounded as if he was close to dying. It had been naive and stupid, but Sam had believed him, and that was how he’d ended up cuffed in a locked motel room and Lucifer…well, it didn’t take much fantasy to imagine what Dean had done to get Lucifer here.

“I’m sorry,” Sam whispered, letting his eyes wander over Lucifer’s body. He didn’t look good. His clothes were partially scorched, there were wounds from knifes on his arms, and the blood was still idly dripping to the floor.

“Luci, I didn’t know. He asked for help and he sounded like he was dying…I had to go. I’m sorry for not telling you, I just…I knew you’d be against it and because of Dean’s message I thought there wouldn’t be enough time.”

He stepped even closer, but stayed outside the ring of burned up Holy Oil, not daring to reach out or touch Lucifer yet.

“I had no idea he was planning to kill you. Believe me, please…”

Sam was almost begging, hoping Lucifer would look up and forgive him, but considering how he looked, what Dean must have done…he wasn’t so sure.