More of the Blogger AU for you all
Blogger!Lucifer has hit a rut. He’s set up his queue and can’t come up with anything original to post. Not that anyone’s noticed. He still has a constant stream of content. He just…nah, nothing’s really working for him. He’s trying to write, he’s trying to doodle a few pictures, he’s trying to see if he can get that nice picture of the sunset coming between the buildings that lead up to his apartment complex. But none of it’s working out just like he wants.
He needs inspiration. He needs a creative muse.
At the top of his dashboard, when he refreshes the page, is a familiar username. MenOfLettersLegacy. Right. Looking for a muse, and, lo, there it is. Under his nose the whole time.
Sam has posted pictures and journals about his adventures over the past week and Lucifer has been missing them while he’s been wallowing in his own misery.
He messages Sam:
Inspire me, please. Give me something. Anything.
He waits around twenty minutes, then the reply comes:
Are you alright?
Lucifer stares at the screen. There’s that glimmering moment when he wants to say everything. He wants to tell this virtual stranger exactly what he feels and how everything is. Instead of pouring his heart out, he types:
…please?
Sam sends him a prompt around one minute later:
”It’s the devil I love, and that’s as funny as real love.”
Lucifer tries not to read into that too much (and fails miserably). He smiles and flexes his hands, trying to wake them up again after hours of aimless scrolling and clicking.
Time go get back on track.
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