Listening To His Story, Lucifer Couldn't Help But Wonder If This Was How The Detective Had Felt Every
Listening to his story, Lucifer couldn't help but wonder if this was how the Detective had felt every time Lucifer had spoken about his devilish nature. This angel's story sounded insane – talking about events Lucifer hadn't heard of, about... vessels? That sounded a bit more familiar, similar to the way his demons could possess dead humans. But an angel couldn't do that. Well, not in this world at least.
It was intriguing, the slight differences between what this angel was saying and what Lucifer knew to be true. The names he mentioned - Metatron and Castiel - were undoubtedly familiar. Yet Amenadiel hadn't mentioned anything going on in heaven, nor had any of his siblings paid a visit to the city of angels recently. Nothing that would suggest a possible end to humanity.
So, Lucifer had no choice but to believe the facts. Just as in his cases with the Detective. No matter what was true and what wasn't, it was a safer bet to keep an eye on a mysterious universe-travelling angel. At least for now.
" Right, " Lucifer finally speaks, the word drawn out. " Lots to unpack there, Linda would have a field day with you. So would any doctor, really – you look very alive for someone who's apparently meant to be dead. "
Dark eyes look the pristine form up and down, not a scratch marring the 'vessel's' skin. One could only presume this was His doing - what Lucifer didn't understand was why. What business did the Old Man have with bringing undead angels to a different reality? Their father really was a constant headache, honestly.
" Well, one thing's for certain : you aren't in your world anymore. More specifically, you're in Los Angeles - best place you could've ended up, really. " Lucifer grins, almost fondly, before his hands move to clap together once. " Now, about that favour. What is it you'd desire? Somewhere to stay, perhaps? A ticket back to the silver city? Oh, and I suppose I should finally ask your name - since you seem to already know who I am, it only seems fair. "
Other realms, other worlds, other universes -- - none of it sounded ridiculous, maybe he was lucky in that while he hadn't experienced other universes for himself, he'd been well aware of them despite being caged for all those years. It made now that bit easier to digest, not that his present company offered much solace, unnerved by the notion that his presence there could ruffle a few feathers. Literally, perhaps.
Usually, he would've apologised at the sight of someone insulted by his words, but given who this was, his brother or not, he found it difficult to offer up such pity, such empathy. Maybe that was wrong, they were creatures of compassion, were they not?
Did he dare explain what happened? How he'd died? How all of Heaven had been expelled, each of his brothers and sisters falling, only to ignite another battle on Earth, led by Metatron, closely accompanied by himself? Or did he explain why he could barely even look at him without rage lapping up every borrowed feature?
Yet he could have laughed when he heard this Lucifer offer his help, a mix of shock and utter disbelief claiming him as he shook his head in defiance. "You want to help me?" He almost seemed disgusted by the thought, staring him down as though expecting him to laugh in his face or brutally mock him. Why did he seem so different? Almost -- - nicer?
No. This was Lucifer. Maybe not his Lucifer, but still a Lucifer. He couldn't lower his guard, couldn't let himself be tricked, couldn't fall into another trap. "The last thing I remember was being held in Heaven's dungeon. I sacrificed myself to allow Castiel to escape and save humanity from Metatron's rule." It was a simple enough way of explaining it, no sugarcoating, no dancing around the issue, even if it didn't detail everything up until that point. He didn't need to know all of that -- - not yet, at least.
"Then I awoke here." He looked around him, still searching for a familiarity that wasn't there. "I no longer hear my brothers and sisters." There wasn't the same chatter, he couldn't listen in. He was an outsider. "I don't know how. I should have been destroyed, my vessel..." He looked down at the man he was inhabiting, raising a hand to his chest where he'd scratched the sigil using jagged stone. "His body is healed. But I am alive." He looked back at this other version of his big brother. "How or why, I... do not know."
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JJ thanked whatever entity out there that the office was currently empty, save for their team. They'd just gotten back from a case, dropping off relevant files and paperwork before a well-deserved rest, and someone had jokingly mentioned how it would easier if they had another Morgan around to ease the amount of file boxes they had to carry.
Big mistake.
ONE Derek Morgan could be enough, let alone ten of him cluttering the office. Especially since each one seemed to be dumber than the last. How were they making less progress now? Jennifer sighed, hands settling upon her hips.
Blue gaze directed towards the companion beside her, eyebrow raised. " How exactly do we fix this? " The blonde questions tiredly, hoping there was an easy solution.
NOSFERATU PROMPTS * assorted dialogue from the screenplay, adjust as necessary
i have felt you like a serpent crawling in my body.
love is inferior to you.
i am an appetite. nothing more.
you are my affliction.
even now we are fated.
you know nothing of him.
your passion is bound to me.
you cannot love.
i cannot be sated without you.
we must remain calm.
you know i love you both.
why do you hate me?
you have never liked me.
search everything.
this is madness!
i must see them!
don't touch me. i am not to be touched.
our love was supposed to be sacred.
kiss me.
i need no salvation.
you will put an end to all of this?
come to me.
hear my call.
you are not for the living.
do you swear it?
what's that, my love?
there is nothing to be afraid of.
take off your shoes.
i wish i could stay, my love.
i really must be off.
come in, come in.
i thank you for considering me.
you are too generous.
it will be a great adventure for you.
why have you killed these beautiful flowers?
let us put them in water.
forgive me.
throw them out.
you cannot leave.
i must tell you my dream.
please, no more of your childhood memories.
never speak these things aloud.
it is a foolish dream.
everything is well.
when i return, i will finally make something of myself.
i love you too much.
it's worth celebrating your adventure!
i envy you.
it's crushing, [name]. crushing.
i cannot resist her.
not another word.
do take care of [name].
there is a monster in the room.
we have each other.
you're hurting me.
i am proud of you.
please keep safe.
have you so little faith in me?
i promise.
remember, it's all for us.
you bring trouble with you.
i only wish to stay one night.
i have an audience at the castle.
leave here.
you are late.
i wish you to do as i request.
it's nothing.
come by the fire.
why ever did you bring that here?
you must put that away.
what might we do for you?
that was yesterday.
do you ever feel at times as if you were not a person?
we all feel out of sorts.
look at the sea!
i am not mad.
forgive me. everything i say sounds so childish.
how careless of me.
you are fortunate in your love.
i fear i am taken ill.
if it continues, let me know.
i have received nothing of any kind.
still no trace of him.
for heaven's sake, you cannot leave.
a moment longer... please.
i cannot resist you, my love.
can you tell me your name?
he is coming.
why haven't you told me?
i must leave!
i sensed something.
you look tired.
would you describe them to me?
tell me what you can. from the beginning.
this is no delusion.
the blood is the life.
i feared i'd never see you again.
what the devil is this?
it is past three o'clock in the morning!
forgive me for the troubles i have caused you.
get off me. give me room. i can't breathe.
you frightened me.
may i stay with you tonight?
thank you for loving me.
our spirits are one, so too shall be our flesh.
you are mine.
🐝 * ― 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑶𝑵𝑰𝑪 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
❛ you've been my best friend for years, what made you think it would change now? ❜ ❛ i'm always here for you if you need me. ❜ ❛ well, that's what friends are for. ❜ ❛ remember, i'm always just one call away. ❜ ❛ how long have we known each other now? i know you better than you know yourself. ❜ ❛ you're an idiot most of the time, but you're my idiot. ❜ ❛ do you want to come over and watch movies tonight? i could use some company. ❜ ❛ you always know how to cheer me up. ❜ ❛ i made you your favorite food. ❜ ❛ i know it's 2 a.m. but i really need someone to talk to. are you awake? ❜ ❛ remember when we used to build blanket forts? let's do it again. ❜ ❛ please come to this family dinner with me. my family already loves you and i need some neutral person there with me. ❜ ❛ here, i got you something. i saw it at the shop and it reminded me of you. ❜ ❛ do you remember that promise we made to each other when we were kids? ❜ ❛ i'm so grateful to have you in my life. you mean the world to me. ❜ ❛ i don't need advice right now, just a friend to listen. ❜ ❛ you're the best friend one could ever ask for. ❜ ❛ hey, umm ... thank you for being my friend. ❜ ❛ you don't have to go through this alone. i'm here for you. ❜ ❛ want to grab a coffee and catch up? ❜ ❛ we may not talk every day anymore, but i still consider you my friend. ❜ ❛ i can stay and help you finish this if you want. ❜ ❛ you've got this. i believe in you! ❜ ❛ how about we plan a game night this weekend? ❜ ❛ do you ever wonder what our lives will be like in ten years? ❜ ❛ no matter what happens, you'll always have me. ❜ ❛ you don't have to pretend with me. i like you just the way you are. ❜ ❛ consider it ... a little friendly competition. ❜ ❛ thank you, you always know how to make me laugh. ❜ ❛ i can't believe how far we've come together. ❜ ❛ just stay put, i'll be over in a minute. ❜ ❛ i've got us tickets for that concert/movies/exhibition you wanted to go to. ❜ ❛ how about a road trip? just like old times ... ❜ ❛ i really appreciate you staying in my life all these years. ❜ ❛ i don't know what i'd do without you. ❜ ❛ you can tell me if something is bothering you. ❜ ❛ race you to the end of the street! ❜ ❛ bet you can't beat me at this game. i'm a pro. ❜ ❛ i challenge you to a cooking contest. loser has to buy dinner for the next week. ❜ ❛ you've been such a great friend, and i just wanted to say thanks. ❜
i forgot that the start of season 4 was such good aaron hotchner whump
Deep down, Sam knows she's right. Dean wouldn't have wanted Sam to become like this – moping around, drinking, staying in decaying buildings because he can't bring himself to get back into the job. He was a wreck. But how does one just move on? Stop mourning the only real family he had left.
Yet, the need for revenge churned in his gut. Even the mention of Lilith made Sam's blood boil, anger and guilt thrumming through his veins. The turmoil inside him screams why not both. So, red-rimmed eyes stare down at the demon, expression shifting into something resigned.
" Fine, " Sam finally spits out, too exhausted to keep arguing with Ruby. " But only because Lilith deserves to pay - not because I want anything to do with you. "
@fracturals sam & ruby.
"look -" word spoken, hands on her hips as she looks up and up at sam winchester. "you can keep mourning your brother, or you can do something. and my vote?" not that she gets a vote. "do something. get stronger so you can stop lilith."
The moment Dean removed his boots and settled onto the bed, Castiel knew the hunter wasn't going to leave. As much as it ruffled the angel's feathers, Castiel couldn't help but feel some sense of... honour? Fondness? Whilst he couldn't quite place the feeling, it meant a lot to him that Dean was willing to leave Sam unguarded to spend the night with the weakened angel.
It was also some relief. Castiel wasn't blind, he could tell that the hunter knew something wasn't right, and instead of making a fuss Dean was simply providing company. Some sense of protection, a tilted perspective on their previous dynamic. Cas had spent so long watching over the Winchesters, it was strange to think Dean wanted to watch over him.
Unblinking blue eyes follow Dean's hand as it pats the empty side of the mattress. He hesitates, considers his options. His legs were aching, a heaviness beginning to settle in his eyes – and the bed was the most appealing place to settle within the motel room. Even if the idea of resting within a bed, like a human, was completely bizarre.
But Dean's words rang true. Cas was tired – his body needing to recharge, especially after using his angelic powers so frequently on their last case. If only to remind himself that they were still there. " I... I suppose I can rest for a while. Since there's nothing more for us to do at the moment. " The angel finally agrees, persuaded by the softness that had overtaken Dean's tone. Something less guarded, shared between the two of them.
Resigned, Castiel moves towards the side of the bed Dean had motioned toward. Copies the hunter's actions of removing his shoes, perfectly aligned at the side of the bed, and settling within the empty space. The motel's bed wasn't the largest, Castiel's shoulder resting against Dean's, but the proximity wasn't exactly awkward. " Thank you, Dean, " Cas turns to look at the other man, unbothered by how close they were. " You can rest as well, there's no need to deny yourself sleep for my sake. "
It was Dean's way of showing that he cared. Over the last few weeks there had been clues collected to point towards the fact that his angelic friend was slowly getting weaker. And at first Dean hadn't paid any mind to it, thinking it'd solve itself out soon enough. But Cas seemed out of breath after a teleportation, healing one of the Winchesters appeared to exhaust him. That was when Dean's worry kicked in.
By now Castiel was a great fighter, could take on several opponents at once and he was proud of the angel for that. Still, it made him feel better to not leave the other on his own. Even if only for a night. They never knew when a threat would swing by, demanding their attention and he didn't want a tired angel to be overwhelmed by it.
So Dean kicked his boots off, letting them land on the ground before he climbed onto the only bed in the room, leaning against the headboard with a slight grin. "Nope, I'm staying here tonight." His hands folded in his lap as he was willing to sit this one out. Castiel could be stubborn, but Dean was ready to match him up in it.
"C'mon, it won't be that bad spending the night with me. I can be quite pleasant," Dean offered a little amused, patting the space next to him on the mattress. "I've spent the last 30 years with Sam, he can wait a night." His eyes were trained on the other man in the room, looking through the tough face the other tried to put on.
"I just want to take care of you, Cas. Let me do that for you?" His tone was more soft now. "To be honest you look... like you could need some rest. I'll be here to watch over you, as you like to say, mmh?" His eyes were sparkling when he looked at the other. "You won't even notice I'm here. Promise."
@experimentx628 – cont.
Lilo watches the experiment cackle with wide eyes, not having expected such a reaction from her warning. The girl's approach to Stitch's cousins had always been concern, kindness and welcoming arms - no matter their initial actions nor the consequences of them.
So far, it had worked. They had relocated plenty of other experiments – given them purpose, a home, beyond what they'd initially been created for. None of them had seemed this... scary. Lilo had thought 628 would be willing to listen, to accept the girl's help.
But this wasn't a promising sight. Lilo nervously smoothed her palms over the red material of her dress, gaze glancing around them. No sign of any law enforcement yet, but the wake of destruction 628 had left behind her meant it was only a matter of time.
" No! You can't hurt people, " Lilo is quick to insist, holding her hands out protestingly. " That won't be good for anybody. But I can help you! We can work together, find a place here where you belong. "
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