#lucifer interaction

[oraclediana]

Discoinferno

(This has occurred some months ago but today I ask him if I can share it here)

After work, in my car, I had to drive home. It was dark, with heavy rain, and I was anxious because my eyesight isn't great, so I said a little prayer.

Me: oh please please, Lord Lucifer, Lord Hades, please help me going back home safely, I am anxious.

Me, turning the car on, the radio starts immediately:

🎶 "burn baby burn, discoinferno, burn baby burn"🎶

Me: ... *stare at the radio* lord Lucifer, are you serious? 😐

Lucifer: what? Is a cool song!

Me: yeah, I know it's a cool song, but...

Lucifer: and with that you know that it was a sign from me and not someone else.

Me: I guess so. Thank you ❤️

Lucifer: you're welcome. Enjoy the music.

[itshellscrown]

        ˜”*°•.   It cut  like  knives, an  air  so cold.  It  fell like  leaves,  a hope  so  weak. Memories  of  nostalgia evoked,  but  burning in  the  hostile flames  of  wrath. Anger  and  hate --  the  treason impossible  to  forgive //  for  God had  abandoned  her, punished  her,  and  for  what  ?  --.  It’d  poured upon  her  like  a  trembling flood  --  the injustice,  the  confusion --.  And  the question  would  echo louder  and  louder inside  her  head, more  and  more aggressive,  demanding.  He’d locked  her  away for  what  ?  And  everything  would collapse  as  if  by  enchantment. Everything  would  shrivel up  under  her touch.  The  Darkness, the  evil,  the  disaster,  the death.  But  in the  end,  everything was  just  a   title. A  role.

         ❝ You  still  care for  him. ❞   A  statement,  a  bitter  truth. The  fallen,  the banished,  the  abandoned still  following   him.  GOD.  The powerful,  the  flawless, the  divine.  He could  punish,  he could  hurt,  he  could end,  he  could start  --  and all  without  a  consequence  //  everyone  still  adoring  him --.  ❝ Somehow.  Despite everything  he’s  done…❞   Jealousy fierce as  the  fires, condemning  the  archangel into  a  lifetime of  anger.  They were  similar,  their stories  sharing  the same  bitterness,  the same  fault  --  And  yet, they  were  standing on  opposite  sides.  Fighting against  each  other for  the  sake of   his   love. His  attention.  His  acceptance.

❝ I  care  for him  as  well. ❞  But like  a  glimmering star  beaming,  shining alone  in  the darkest  of  skies, this  care  was simply  too…  vulnerable.   ❝ But  you  must know  that  already. Or  else,  you  wouldn’t  be  here. ❞  

𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔵   @anthiteus ​

[itshellscrown]

        ˜”*°•.    Always  manifesting  a  blatant  disregard for  authority,  humans, demons,  angels,  they’d all  contributed  to  this…  fascinating disturbance  of  order. They’d  plunged  into the  maelstrom  of chaos,  dragging  every single  entity  with them.  Immortals  unwillingly embarking  on  this  arduous  journey, far  away  from the  peace  they’d so  gladly  rejoiced in.  Her  perfectly satisfactory  sleep  had been  interrupted,  sacrificed for  the  sake of  some  delusional troublemakers.  And  for that  alone,  she could  not  step back.    

Alliances  burning to  ashes,  rivalries spreading  here  and there:  funny  how the  universe  could get  in  discord just  like  that. And  funny  how  deeply  embedded stubbornness  was  in some  people  --  for  Billie’s new  attitude?  It’d begun  to  reach  levels  of  the  most intolerable  of  natures //  this  avoidance, this  ignorance  --. As  if  the Winchesters  had  not been  enough  of a  problem.  As if  this  whatever God  issue  -- centuries  old  now //  haughtiness  always  rooted  in   Death’s spirit  --  had not  grown  tiresome. But  difficult  circumstances asked  for  difficult decisions.  And  this accord  she  was now  planning  to  establish?  It’d been  insanity  in flesh  and  blood.

❝ Well  well  well. Look  what  we’ve got  here. ❞  Casual  words accompanied  by  a smirk  of  contentment --  the  other’s presence  kind  of… adored  --.

𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔵   @foreverfallen​​