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dreamhunter-trash:

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SPN FIC PROMPT

Someone take this prompt and write it for me, please. Let’s even call it a challenge. Make me fucking cry from Lucifer feels.

An archangel cannot be killed by their own grace, and so their own blade cannot be used against them. Except that when Lucifer stabbed Gabriel, sure that his brother would be startled but uninjured (although maybe he would make a fucking point and someone would Dad-damn listen to him), Gabriel died in his arms.

He died.

Suddenly, there’s a mourning Devil loose in the world, the only thought in his head somehow finding a way to bring his brother back.

Gabriel has become a master of faking his death and he’s currently in hiding, very much not dead.

What a pity Lucifer doesn’t know that.

Make me cry at my keyboard. I want to be ruined.

– extra points for redeemed Lucifer

– double the points for the Winchesters taking in the Devil

– all the points for Gabriel&Lucifer brotherly feels

Someone please take this. I’m losing my mind to it.

Considering what we’ve recently seen on the show, I’m sharing this again. Because I have FEELINGS.

Also tagging @dreamhunter-trash because you keep hurting me.

One day, @talkingtomyselfagain, you and I are going to die, and it’s going to be because we murdered each other with angst.

Unfortunately, I don’t trust myself to write redeemed Lucifer, but here’s for y’all who can!

*eyes my SPN fandom.. especially@maximumsuckage * Psst..Dare me..

I dare you @altyex 😘 Make me cry.

Taking a page from @sageclover61 on another prompt post.

Do..do y’all want a teaser?? Does anyone deserve a teaser?? Do you want me to take you cry within the first page??

*Whispers* Prove it..

WHAT DO I NEED TO DO TO PROVE I DESERVE A TEASER?????

No tears..YET! *Ominous giggles* This busted nerve cluster in my lower back is giving me fits and I had to stop writing for abit to let it stop making angry pains in my right side (right handed to boot..Fuuuuck.)

What a Mistake He Made

Lucifer watched as Dean and Sam escaped the ballroom, Kali just ahead of them. 

His focus shifted to Gabriel, quietly chuckling at the defiance in his posture. Oh how his baby brother had grown in the long absence! Must have been time spent with the pagans. “Over a girl. Gabriel, really?” Lucifer made a gesture , ignoring the blood coated up to his elbow. “I mean, I knew you were slumming, but..I hope you didn’t catch anything.” He had to resist the urge to flick an imaginary flea from Gabriel’s shoulder. 

Gabriel stared back, not an ounce of amusement on his face. “Lucifer..you’re my brother. And I love you. But you are a great big bag of dicks.” Gabriel took a step back, angel blade raised just a little higher between them. Lucifer stared at his brother, confusion and a hint of puzzlement on his vessel’s ravaged face. "Wait, what did you just say to me?“ Never had the youngest archangel dared speak to him like..like an insolent pagan! “Look at yourself!” Gabriel tipped his blade to indicate Lucifer. The pockmarked skin, clothes coated in blood, gore, and Dad knew what else. He was a mess; it pained Gabriel to see just how far his brother had fallen.

“Boo hoo! Daddy was mean to me, so I’m gonna smash up all his toys!” Lucifer glared at Gabriel, incredulity and warning clear in his voice. “Watch your tone, little brother.” Gabriel dared to close some of the distance, nearly dancing as he went.

“Play the victim all you want. But you and me? We know the truth. Dad loved you best. More than Michael, more than me.” Gabriel paused, breath slightly erratic, as he took in his brother’s reaction. Lucifer steadily met his gaze, a tiny tick in his jaw the only outward sign of his annoyance. 

Hint of an amused smirk in his voice, Gabriel continued. “Then Dad brought the new baby home and you couldn’t handle it. So really? This is all just one big temper tantrum. Time to grow up, big brother.” Gabriel flashed Lucifer a cocky smile, never stopping in his distracted walk. Lucifer matched him move for move, eyes narrowed while he contemplated the younger archangel’s words. “Gabriel, if you’re doing this for Michael..” He let just a hint of reprimand color his voice, slipping into the role of wise older brother as though he had never fallen.

I stole like..All the dialogue from that pivotal scene, and most of the actions. Hence the two hours of hell last night. *Snorts*

I haven’t even written the damn thing, and I want to cry!!

Tagging my triple dog dare, @iscribbleasiwander , so they make sure to see the teaser.

@sageclover61 Psst..

@talkingtomyselfagain Want some teaser, little shipper??

@nathyfaith Not quite angst..yet.

@maximumsuckage For blowing up my Ao3 inbox. We really need to find an easier way to egg the other on. Your poor readers must think we’re psychos, talking across..four?? of your stories’ comment sections. 😂

*raises eyebrows at @altyex*

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED

Reblog for Lucifer Feels my glorious minions of darkness.

@nathyfaith @theriverscribe @scrollingkingfisher @thequeervet @whinywingedwinchester @ladylilithprime @dreamhunter-trash @hyrulehearts1123 @karategirl80 @youarentreadingthis @sageclover61 @cloakedwing @fun-sarcasm-and-writing @sassysousa @1-dee-4

*munches on glorious angst*