#swordandfeathers

[themcrningstaar-blog]

( 𝕞𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕖𝕝'𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥 )

⌠ ♚ ⌡  swordandfeathers

“Michael, you wouldn’t happen to know what happened to my clothes, do you? I know the others wouldn’t be so idiotic as to steal anything from me.” Lucifer asked of his brother, lifting a brow as he noticed that most of his sheets and covers on the bed were missing too.

[angelicuriel-blog]

"You know you can't refuse me anything I ask of you." - swordandfeathers

"Michael please. Please don't make me do this." He begs quietly.

[xatudueye]

"Knock knock little buddy~ did you think I forgot about you? Where's the cash?" a pitch black bird would come, scraping their claws on the window for dramatic effect. Voice muffled by the mask, Dex's little extortionist is back.

A groan from the exhausted bird,today he had no plans but to sleep, and yet so came his ever so favorite “guest”. The Avain drew himself from the couch and his slumber as he got his prepared briefcase with their promised amount and bringing to his door, opening it and seeing his ever so favorite person.“Can you call ahead of time? I was sleeping, how long are going to keep this up anyways?”

[xatudueye]

It's under the cover of the night when she comes for him, feathers painted and a mask adorned her face, obscuring details, making it a sure fire way to avoid being caught. Scent all washed off, talons coated in sedative poison in case it doesn't end quietly. Pumped up on energy drinks, she's ready for a chase if need be. The faster she's done the better, so she goes for him the moment he's most vulnerable. Home.

Inside rested the Xatu Owl Scarlet had targeted, dawning his red hood as he rested in his own home.

The bird she so desired would be doing nothing at all, eating a small meal he had only recently made, as he sat on his couch within his home sitting in a grand oak tree. Making his wings shift through a thick book he seemed intent on completing, a small opening in his window let the cool night air breeze through, it was a casual night for Dexter a meal inhand with a good book, though the sun set, the was merely the mid day for the owl.

Setting the plate on a table to his side, and the book face down on the couch he’d move up the couch to the edge, reaching out for a drink of water set on the table set in front of the couch, in many ways his own home was reminiscent of a proper human’s with all the cares of one, disregarding many daily electronics. The bird soon withdrew his red hood from his head, revealing the trademark Xatu head feather on his own, as it fell out and drooped down with little care for any thing. Returning to lax position on the couch, he’d return his book as it sat next to, only occasionally would move to eat his plate.

[themcrningstaar-blog]

( 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒 ) 𝓶𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓮𝓵

⌠ ♚ —  @swordandfeathers ⌡

Michael frowned and glared at him. “What is wrong with the nest? You said you were finally alright with it!” He flushed, trying to keep from angry crying. “Please, Lucifer, don’t leave.”

“You were only hearing what you wanted to hear, Michael. You are not giving me a choice. You can either keep that empty nest, or you can keep me.” Lucifer clenched his jaw and stood tall. He had no idea what would happen if they were to breed, what their offspring could become, or if they would eventually overthrow him.

[bastardantichrist]

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