What do you think of class differences for your Masquerade AU? (Like I assume it's modern, correct me if I'm wrong.) The Masquerade could be held by Lucifer anonymously for all classes. And like (ignore please if it's a bad idea) he uses the masquerade as a front for killing people who'd wronged him in the past. (For me class differences means he was from a rich family, he and Michael fought for inheritence, he lost and got kicked out, and he got himself rich again carving out his own 'kingdom')
I didn’t think of this. See, I was going mostly for a “yo it’s an Archangel NOT JUST ANY ARCHANGEL THOUGH” thing here, but THAT. I like that.
I might work with this wait up.
I’m just gonna write more of it, now because you all want this to be a thing, apparently, and I am more than okay with that.
Gabriel and Sam are friends and usually attend the masquerades when they happen, but they don’t go together or anything, they just meet up and say hi and then go dance and have fun. So Sam crashes at Gabe’s place after the most recent party, since he was a little too under the influence of alcohol to be responsible for himself the night before.
He wakes up on Gabriel’s couch and takes a moment to gather himself. Last night…well, last night was great. He chatted with the mysterious masked man and…oh hell, he hasn’t seen the man’s face and he’s already entirely too attracted to him for his own good. When Gabriel comes in to check on him, he can tell that his friend already knows about his little meetings he’s been having with the masked man.
Apparently they’d both been absolutely hammered and were sitting like they’d glued their hips together and had just decided to go with it. Gabriel will no doubt tease him in the future thanks to this. Sam groans at the image, his head still aching. Gabe gives him some painkillers and a cup of coffee, all of which he is thankful for.
Gabriel then mentions that he knows the masked man. Sam perks up at this. Apparently, he’s the host. The owner of the place. The mysterious benefactor who throws parties, funds well-rounded charities, and has a passion for the arts. A guy who had built himself up from nothing.
A guy supposedly named “Lucifer.”
Not that anyone believes that sort of thing, anyway. What parent would do that to a child? Maybe a bitter one. Who knows? Sam certainly doesn’t, that’s for sure.
Sam, without thinking on it too much beforehand, asks if the masked man is as gorgeous as he sounds. Gabriel rolls his eyes and answers with an enthusiastic, “Oh, hells yes, he is. And he’s single.”
Sam’s definitely interested now.
So Gabriel goes on. The guy’s not very social. He tends to appear only at his own parties. Everyone knows him and no one knows him. He’s good at talking and people are charmed by his ways, but he doesn’t over-utilize his more seductive abilities. He has issues with abandonment, but Gabriel suggests that Sam not think to hard on it. “Go forth and conquer,” he recommends. “Just don’t lead him on. He won’t hurt you or anything. He’s an honest guy. His honesty can be hard to hear at times, though. He’s a bit of…oh, how do I say it…he’s like J. Gatsby, a mob boss, and the Phantom of the Opera, all combined into one melodramatic creature.”
Sam’s got to take time to think over this.
One month gives him plenty of time, he assumes.