#ofdamned

[esotericsoldierarchive]

Confused Russian.

Val: So you're the Devil?

Lucifer: Yes.

Val: So you're bad?

Lucifer: No?

Val: But the Devils bad.

Lucifer: No.

Val: ....Oh.

[brokenximagination-archive]

‘ weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them. ’

Unwanted and unsightly, spreading their roots and tangling among other plants. Taking all of the light for their own gain. Until the plant suffocates and wilts away, while the weed thrives. A fitting analogy, Samandriel thought."We're no longer just talking about plants, are we? So who is the weed, then? Me, or you?"

[thekingsparty]

❝ What are the terms?❞

“That depends on what you’re asking for I suppose.”

[nevermeanttofall]

[ scold ] ((-slam dunks this shit in here as I attempt to be active goddamnit!-)

@ofdamnedsend in one of these for my muse’s reaction to…[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something.

Lucifer had a tendency to spoil him, so it was no surprise how often Castiel would go about doing as he pleased, confident that Lucifer would say yes. Yes, he’d become more calm after the kids, but that didn’t completely eradicate how he acted when they were alone together. Now was a perfect example of that.  

Castiel had gone ahead and decided he didn’t feel like making the bed. That was usually the sign he wasn’t feeling obedient, and whether Lucifer had picked up on that or not over the time they’d been together had yet to be seen. Instead, the angel had laid on the foot of the bed, blanket wrapped around himself as he watched a movie in the TV. It wasn’t long until Lucifer arrived and saw the mess of blankets strewn around their bedroom.

The archangel’s face instantly fell, somewhere between annoyed and confused. Though Castiel had been set on being difficult, the other’s expression was clear; Lucifer had no patience for him today. Still, his pride wouldn’t let him move to fix the room, so instead he gave a slight shrug and pulled the sheets tighter around him. “There’s no reason to make it if it’s going to be undone again later”, he quipped, keeping his eyes glued on the TV, so he wouldn’t lose his composure.

[thekingsparty]

ofdamned replied to your post “//Crowley’s just side-eyeing all the wannabe-daddies on here tonight....”

Lucifer vc: I beg your pardon? Do we need a little reminder of who /your/ daddy is??

Crowley vc: I don’t know what you’re talking about. I think my memory’s missing a few vital events.

[nevermeanttofall]

Lucifer (For our verse obvsly)

@starkclassic || @ofdamned​

YASSSSSSSS

[NSFW] put a name in my inbox and my muse will answer:

How interested they are in having sex with them:

“I’m always interested in being with him.” <3How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them:

”I don’t need to be paid to be with my mate, and there’s no need for me to pay to be with him. He wants me, and I want him, so we have sex when we want to.” If they would rather bottom or top them:

“It’s rare for me to top with him. He gives convincing reasons for that~.”How good they think they would be:

*gets flustered when he thinks back to judge how good Lucifer is* “…I- uh next question.”If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them:

“…We’ve done all of those, so all.”If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love:

"We’ve done all of these as well.”If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick:

"No one. He’s mine.” :|If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen:

"It already has, and I’m happy with him.” uwu

[nevermeanttofall]

"I wanna be a princess for halloween mommy!" Sophie giggled and spun around in a baby pink flowy dress, "Can you do my braids before I put on my crown?"

@ofdamned

Truly he feels blessed to have such an adorable little girl. “Of course, I can, Sophie. You’ll make a pretty princess in your dress.” He smiled down at Sophie, and scooped her up to sit her on her little vanity, while he stood behind to brush her hair and get to work. Hopefully Lucifer was getting Thayleas. If they didn’t leave soon, they wouldn’t be on time to trick-or-treat.

[fracturedsword]

❝ How about this, how about you fight the rest of the cereal by yourself and I’ll courageously make pancakes for those of us who want a little warmth in our mornings. ❞

“How do you even have energy to consider cooking this early?” Not that Michael would say no to pancakes. They were certainly better than soggy cereal, but Michael wasn’t a morning person and if asked to cook before 10am he’d probably just set the kitchen on fire.