I'm not a savior

Alex Lannon - V-2 soldier. Vega's savior and carrier of the word of God. Indie Alex Lannon from Dominion tracks tag vegasmarked

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Alex rubbed one tattooed arm, afraid to meet the Archangel’s eyes. “Please, can’t you…Michael says you know so much. Can’t you tell me more about what these markings mean? Can’t you read them?”

“Michael is kind.” Raphael glanced down at the tattoos as well. “They are my father’s words but their translation is lost even to me. They are a variation of our language but written in a code that only father knows.”

He wanted to scream his frustration, but bit his lip to keep it in. “Are there no books then?” Michael was always telling him to meditate, let his mind be empty and the words would come. “I don’t know why he chose me.”

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“It doesn’t work that way, I am sorry Alex Lannon.”

Alex rubbed one tattooed arm, afraid to meet the Archangel’s eyes. “Please, can’t you...Michael says you know so much. Can’t you tell me more about what these markings mean? Can’t you read them?”

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                                      The Archangel Michael

                                                  Rules | Follow

 I would die for you, I would have then, I would now. Nothing’s changed

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“My ghost,           Where’d you go?                        What happened to the soul that you used to be?”

                                        Verses // Rules // About // Follow  // Graphic

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The Path To Heaven Runs Through                                             Miles Of Crowded Hell

Translated by Lexi

Original photo credit goes to the wiki page

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I’LL BE FUCKING DICKED. I REMEMBERED THE PASSWORD

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"I was hoping it'd be you." (luci somehow gets himself arrested)

“How...did you even manage this?” Alex asked, staring back at Lucifer. ‘Do they know who you are?”

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Vega was now one month old since the walls when up. Her father had recently become the elected leader, and she was now being called princess. She walked behind her father, who was over seeing the construction of the city. She kept her eyes down as she received questionable stares from strangers. Her father stopped in front of a group of recruits that were adding reinforcements to the wall. She looked at the faces of the poor souls that had been fighting the hard fights against the angels.

Alex watched the recruits from the safety of his perch. He wasn’t ready to join them yet, Michael had said. The archangel that took an interest in him, said someday he would be, but not yet. Word had gotten around that the princess would be around with General Riesen, and he wanted to see her.

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Claire gave the man hiding up high a questioning look. Why was Michael interested in this weird guy?

She was torn from looking at the man when a old man suddenly appeared in her face. He was talking fast and frantically right in her face. She looked back for her father but he had wandered off with Michael.

“Excuse me. Please let me pass.”

But the old man didn’t move. He just kept talking loudly right in her face. A crowd started to form directly around her, all starting to talk and ask for things.

Alex watched, and then started climbing down as it seemed the princess would be on her own. “This way.” He hissed, indicating the alleyway where he was now standing.

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Vega was now one month old since the walls when up. Her father had recently become the elected leader, and she was now being called princess. She walked behind her father, who was over seeing the construction of the city. She kept her eyes down as she received questionable stares from strangers. Her father stopped in front of a group of recruits that were adding reinforcements to the wall. She looked at the faces of the poor souls that had been fighting the hard fights against the angels.

Alex watched the recruits from the safety of his perch. He wasn’t ready to join them yet, Michael had said. The archangel that took an interest in him, said someday he would be, but not yet. Word had gotten around that the princess would be around with General Riesen, and he wanted to see her.

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Claire’s father saw Michael overlooking the recruits and walked over to him. Michael greeted General Riesen with a nod before taking notice to Claire and giving her a kind smile. The archangel had always been so kind with her. Which she was grateful for because he was so intimidating.

Michael noticed Alex in the distance and looked up at him for a breif second before turning back to the General. Claire couldn’t miss the stoic angel’s eyes wandered and tried to follow his line of sight to see what had caught his attention.

Alex smiled back at michael and ducked out of sight for a minute. Of course Michael had seen him. ‘always find the highest perch’ he’d said once. He looked back and locked eyes with Claire.

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Vega was now one month old since the walls when up. Her father had recently become the elected leader, and she was now being called princess. She walked behind her father, who was over seeing the construction of the city. She kept her eyes down as she received questionable stares from strangers. Her father stopped in front of a group of recruits that were adding reinforcements to the wall. She looked at the faces of the poor souls that had been fighting the hard fights against the angels.

Alex watched the recruits from the safety of his perch. He wasn’t ready to join them yet, Michael had said. The archangel that took an interest in him, said someday he would be, but not yet. Word had gotten around that the princess would be around with General Riesen, and he wanted to see her.

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He turned red and rolled off of Lucifer immediately, trying to cover himself. “Shut up Lucifer, go away, please!”

Lucifer merely crawled over on top of Alex. “Why would you torture yourself like this? You know you want this. Not that I blame you.” He slipped a hand up under the hoodie. “Are you sure you aren’t too warm?”

Alex shivered, looking up at him. “because you’re you.” He pointed out, gasping when a cool hand touched his skin under the hoodie. “L…Lucifer…”

“All the more reason to give in.” He slipped his other hand under the hoodie and slowly, leaned down to kiss Alex, giving him plenty of time to turn away.

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He should have told him to piss off, but Lucifer’s lips were so soft, and warm. Alex closed his eyes, opening his mouth to return it, going still.

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He turned red and rolled off of Lucifer immediately, trying to cover himself. “Shut up Lucifer, go away, please!”

Lucifer merely crawled over on top of Alex. “Why would you torture yourself like this? You know you want this. Not that I blame you.” He slipped a hand up under the hoodie. “Are you sure you aren’t too warm?”

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Alex shivered, looking up at him. “because you’re you.” He pointed out, gasping when a cool hand touched his skin under the hoodie. “L...Lucifer...”

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He cursed and all but laid on top of Lucifer. “Be quiet.” Alex hissed, his tattoos glowing. “I mean it Lucifer.”

He ignored Alex’s order- since when did he ever do as he was told? His back arched as he prepared to let his wings out in a last effort to throw Alex off. “I think this counts as harassment. Is this the best you can-”

Alex managed to cling to him like a barnacle, his legs wrapping around Lucifer’s legs. Unfortunately all of this friction, something was growing between then. “S-shut up, you started this, be qiiet someone will ehar you!”

Lucifer finally stopped struggling, head cocked in contemplation. “Why darling, are you truly that desperate to keep me here? You only had to say so.”

He turned red and rolled off of Lucifer immediately, trying to cover himself. “Shut up Lucifer, go away, please!”

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He cursed and all but laid on top of Lucifer. “Be quiet.” Alex hissed, his tattoos glowing. “I mean it Lucifer.”

He ignored Alex’s order- since when did he ever do as he was told? His back arched as he prepared to let his wings out in a last effort to throw Alex off. “I think this counts as harassment. Is this the best you can-”

Alex managed to cling to him like a barnacle, his legs wrapping around Lucifer’s legs. Unfortunately all of this friction, something was growing between then. “S-shut up, you started this, be qiiet someone will ehar you!”

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Alex tackled him, clamping a hand over Lucifer’s mouth as they fell. “Go away!” He called sharply. “I’m busy!”

His laughter muffled, Lucifer licked Alex’s hand, while also trying to wriggle free. He managed to get free of Alex just long enough to retort, “We’re not that busy.”

He cursed and all but laid on top of Lucifer. “Be quiet.” Alex hissed, his tattoos glowing. “I mean it Lucifer.”

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“I am not going to take my clothes off.” He retorted, immediately walking over to his closet to grab a hoodie.

With a smirk, Lucifer followed him. Raising an eyebrow at the selection, he shook his head. “I don’t think more clothes is the answer.”

“It definitely is. Why don’t you go bother Michael? Or Manakel?” He pulled the hoodie on then turned to glare at him.

“They’re boring.” There was a knock on the door, and Lucifer perked up, a wicked grin on his face. “I’ll answer it!”

Alex tackled him, clamping a hand over Lucifer’s mouth as they fell. “Go away!” He called sharply. “I’m busy!”

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“I am not going to take my clothes off.” He retorted, immediately walking over to his closet to grab a hoodie.

With a smirk, Lucifer followed him. Raising an eyebrow at the selection, he shook his head. “I don’t think more clothes is the answer.”

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“It definitely is. Why don’t you go bother Michael? Or Manakel?” He pulled the hoodie on then turned to glare at him.