#(gabriel however sure hasn't)

[godzexperiment]

gabriel 100% needs an break, and some rest

[coffeebanana]

having thoughts about the marinette and nathalie hug because like.

my god.

marinette's just had her world turned inside out

she's just a kid and how's she supposed to carry all this alone and what is she supposed to do and what does she tell adrien?

and then, suddenly, there's someone there to share the burden. an adult. someone who has a reputation for getting things done

so maybe, just this once, everything doesn't have to balance on marinette's shoulders alone

but it's nathalie--who, sure, adrien obviously cares about. but not someone marinette's at all close to. certainly not someone she probably thinks of as warm or parental or even very trustworthy. maybe marinette's even started to put the pieces together--if gabriel was monarch, then mayura must have been...??

those doubts seem insignificant when she actually sees nathalie

the last time marinette saw her, she was dying. and now marinette knows what gabriel wished for--at least some of it. she knows he did one good thing in the end. that he finally, to some degree, put adrien first

then another horrible truth dawns on marinette: nathalie doesn't know--of course she was aware gabriel was dying, but she still doesn't know he's dead

marinette's probably already thought up a hundred different ways she might break the news to adrien--even if she discarded them all just as quickly. she hasn't thought at all about breaking the news to nathalie

what's she supposed to say? however complicated things were in the end, gabriel was obviously someone nathalie cared about

marinette struggles to find the words, but nathalie just knows. she already suspected, because how would she be here if gabriel was as well? and now the truth's written all over marinette's face

it's not just marinette who needs that hug--though nathalie would probably never admit it, which is why it's marinette who's running to her

how many weeks has adrien been gushing to nathalie about marinette? about how she's so creative and strong and compassionate and full of love

and in that moment, nathalie understands

[harunayuuka2060]

MC: I hope your daughter will enjoy these flowers.

The customer: She surely will.

MC: Have a great day. Please come again soon.

*The customer left.*

*The door opens.*

Gabriel: So this is the kind of place you're staying in.

MC: Oh dear. I should've hired a security. *in a calm tone*

Gabriel: *slowly approaches them* I've been looking for you everywhere.

Gabriel: It seems that you have finally let your guard down.

MC: Did I? *chuckles*

Gabriel: Come with me.

MC: I refuse.

Gabriel: You worship god. You're one of us.

MC: I'm no angel.

Gabriel: But you have devoted yourself to him. Hoping that you'll be an angel in heaven. Is it not?

MC: Not until you've shown me your true nature. I would rather be a devil... if fate allows me.

Gabriel: *swings his scythe towards them*

MC: ...

Gabriel: ...

MC: I must remind you- *smiles*-that you have used your chances on me.

MC: However, you could try asking Raphael to kill me instead.

MC: He hasn't used his weapon on me yet.

Gabriel: *clicks his tongue* I will come back. Stay where you are. *disappears*

MC: ...

Foras: *appears behind them* Are you alright?

MC: Why are you here, Foras?

Foras: His Majesty Leviathan felt you were in danger.

MC: I'm fine. As you can see, he had already left.

Foras: MC, I hope you can join us soon.

MC: Don't worry. I will after I fulfill my agreement with Leviathan.

Mammon: What did you say? Gabriel attacked MC?

Bimet: Yes.

Mammon: *immediately stood up*

Bimet: However, your human was left unscathed.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: What do you mean?

Bimet: It seems they can't be attacked by an angel.

Bimet: And if I may add, this Gabriel even asked them to come with him.

Bimet: Your Majesty, is your human, perhaps, his acquaintance?

Mammon: Don't be ridiculous.

Bimet: But still-

Mammon: I will visit them myself. I must know if they're hurt.

Bimet: ...

Mammon: MC, how are you?

MC: *is in the middle of writing in their journal* I'm doing fine.

MC: Why are you here?

Mammon: I've heard you were attacked by Gabriel.

MC: Yes. But you needn't to worry. Nothing happened.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: That is good to hear.

MC: *smiles*

MC: Why don't you sit here with me for a moment?

Mammon: ...

Mammon: That's the first.

MC: *chuckles* You made it sound like I was an awful friend.

Mammon: You're not. However, you like keeping secrets.

MC: It's called confidentiality.

Mammon: ...

Mammon: Human terms such as that should not exist.

MC: *chuckles*

Barbatos: Your Majesty-

Leviathan: I know, Barbatos. You don't have to tell me. *looking at the roses*

Leviathan: If they do manage to fulfill their promise, they will have a place here in Hades.

[whataboutsimple]

Let's talk about 'Blue Character Tragedy'.

Apparently I've been talking about this a few times before, but very briefly and not as a full 'post'. Before anything, let me state that this is purely my opinion and some interesting things I've noticed.

Anyway! The 'Blue Character Tragedy' is actually quite popular thing in media, since Blue is often associated with something sad, depressive and ect. (good example is Lapis from Steven Universe), but! They can be as well portraited as quiet energetic and funny characters (for example Genie from Aladdin).

Here, in MCSM, we have not only a little mix of both, but also two different paths of characters fate depending on the Season.

Let's remember characters that are associated with blue: Petra, Gabriel, Vos and Fred. Not a lot of them, but still a good variety for one media. However, there's a thick line between them: season two characters are dead meanwhile season one characters are pretty much alive and well, if you can say so.

Let's discuss First Season.

We have both Gabriel and Petra seen as 'Warriors', strong part of the team. Only fight, no flight.

However, there's a similarity between them: loneliness.

The difference is in timelines: Gabriel is shown as someone 'lonely' after his team fell apart, while Petra is shown as someone lonely before she even got herself a team.

Remember that small moment, when Jesse was forced to choose between The Amulet that should've fell down or Axel&Reuben, who needed help? Gabriel and Petra react differently depending on Player's choice.

Gabriel puts the task above his people, having previous experience with Old Order Of The Stone. Because Soren was too afraid for them, he used c. block, putting people above the task, which lead to lies about EnderDragon battle, Ivor leaving the team, creation of WitherStorm and the whole situation he's now put in. He praises Jesse if they choose The Amulet, and act a bit grumpy if they chose their Friend.

That doesn't show him, as a bad person, but he has his own experience and traumas to deal with. Being too devoted to Old Order, he missed the line where he should've stop them and think about their actions, so he doesn't want Jesse to be as blind as he was back in days.

Petra, however, puts people above tasks, because previously she probably didn't have a moment where she actually needed to choose badly between those two things. She hasn't been in situations where this choice actually makes difference, so she acts like her moral compass tells her to. Obviously she praises Jesse if they choose their friends and acts a lot more grumpier, than Gabriel is, if they choose The Amulet.

She had never had a team before, so in situations like this she reacts purely on something she thinks is "right", not counting any dangers that can came in with her choice. Inexperienced, she doesn't know yet that sometimes it's better to choose task above people.

He's hurt, because he had a team, she's hurt, because she hadn't.

However, in Season Two we clearly see Petra can't stand being put in one place even if her team is there. Just like Gabriel after WitherStorm, she goes into traveling and if Jesse joins her: it's good. I'm pretty sure when Ivor found Gabriel, our Warrior didn't hesitate for a moment to forgive him.

They need teams even if they don't want to admit it: Gabriel is still as devoted to Old Order as back in days and Petra still wants someone to be near her there.

Second Season.

Here things are a bit more.. complected because they both are dead. Yeah, not very funny. However, the funny is that both were just as lonely as Gabriel and Petra. Fred thought Romeo can get better and was clearly alone in that, meanwhile Vos spend his last days alone in a cage.

We can't say too much about them because of the circumstances, but we still can make some points from what we saw and heard in-game from other characters, Romeo's shapeshifting and Fred's recording.

Starting with Fred, let me put it clearly: even he technically had a "team", this very didn't felt like one. Romeo with his whole "world domination", Xara clearly wanting to beat the shit out of him and Fred being the only one who wants to put it all in trashcan and have his friends back. He couldn't freely talk to Xara, he couldn't freely talk to Romeo, he needed to decided between them, he needed to create a weapon that eventually will destroy his friend and he was killed by that very friend.

The thing between him and Season One dou is that his team never felt like one. Couldn't felt like one. It just didn't work as long as Romeo had his powers. He was mentally left by them long time ago.

Last but not least: Vos. Depending on how Romeo acted and what Jack&Nurm were saying, clearly Vos kinda was the same like of the rest of our blue team. Because Sammy is also a missing detail here, I can't say for sure, how their relationship was going, but I can assume it's one of the healthiest among others. It's not like they had unspoken words between them, need to go separated ways or feeling like they're not even a team.

And still though just like the rest of Blue dummies, he was lonely. The difference is that he was forced to be left alone psysically. I can't quite get it why exactly Jack left both him and Sammy at the Temple, he could've at least hire a team or smth, ask the Order for help, but the fact is the fact: Vos was left alone psysically.

Loneliness.

They all felt loneliness because of different things.

Gabriel forced himself to leave the team.

Petra forced herself to be without a team.

Fred was left alone mentally.

Vos was left alone psysically.

[yanderes-galore]

How about a romantic concept with Reaper (Gabriel Reyes) from Overwatch? If it’s possible!

Sure! I'll write what I can about him :D

Yandere! Gabriel Reyes/Reaper Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Violence/Murder, Manipulation, Threats, Kidnapping, Breaking and entering, Forced relationship implied.

Reaper, due to his past, is definitely the type to watch his darling from the shadows.

He doesn't want to get too involved with you due to his job.

Reaper has two ways of developing an obsession.

He can develop it during Overwatch/Blackwatch when he was still known as Gabriel Reyes, where it starts normal with a civilian or soldier.

He can develop it after becoming Reaper and is searching for a sense of normalcy.

Even the first option can end in him becoming Reaper and hunting you similar to the second one.

Reaper is someone who feels he doesn't need romantic relationships.

He's a soldier/mercenary meant to complete missions.

That's the job, he shouldn't have personal connections.

... that is until he sets his sights on you.

For this concept I plan on keeping the plot centered around Reaper instead of Reyes.

I feel the two could have two different concepts/plots.

Reaper could've known you as a fellow soldier, another mercenary, or just a civilian.

His obsession appears very slow in nature.

This is because he'd hide himself from you, like a shadow in your life.

He's also battling within himself on what the right thing to do is.

He shouldn't have personal connections... yet why does he keep staring?

Why does he keep watching you?

Yet it's like he tries to justify it to himself.

There's no harm in keeping an eye on you while he works for Talon... it's not like he's doing anything.

For the most part Reaper is just a phantom in your life.

He just hovers where you are, watching your every move.

Watching you makes him calm, he feels a bit more human.

Yet at the same time he feels like a monster... a monster from Talon stalking you in the darkness.

It's wrong... but it's not like he hasn't killed before, yeah?

He'll always be a monster.

So what's the harm in watching something/someone who gives him happiness?

In the first half of his obsession he's mostly harmless.

You don't know he's there except for the creeping paranoia of being watched.

For the most part Reaper tries to keep his obsession this way.

He can silently indulge in you without you knowing.

However, as most obsessions go, watching you is soon not enough.

Reaper catches himself fantasizing while working.

He wants to come home to your warmth and not cold darkness.

He wants to be seen as human, not the blatant monster he is.

He wants to be seen by you.

Part of him even wants you to accept him.

Reaper knows such a thing will never happen.

He's stealthy enough to sneak into your home to get a new fix.

He soaks in the sight of your home and often finds himself looking through your items.

There's times he tries to just feel comfort in your warmth by sitting by you.

It's odd, this ruthless is brought into a more docile state just by your presence.

As though he's trying to forget his crimes for just a moment to feel loved.

Yet it seems that's not entirely true as Reaper has no issue with killing behind your back.

He makes plans to target those he doesn't like around you.

Although he holds off such plans until the third part of his obsession.

Soon he feels he has to take you in as you've become a distraction and potential target.

Before you fully know of his presence, Reaper would make his move.

You would know nearly nothing about this man before he restrains you and takes you away.

He's efficient, leaving no trace of his presence when he takes you.

It just appears as though you ran away....

Reaper would then hide you away, be it in an office, a home, or some Talon bunker.

Not many question him, he's one of the most skilled mercenaries in the organization.

If he wants to take you in as some prisoner or pet, they won't get involved.

Reaper plans to see you as more than that though.

He wants to see you as a partner... yet he may end up breaking you in the process.

When you wake up he tries to be gentle... he tries to keep his patience.

Yet due to the circumstances... there will be some time before you stop resisting.

Once he has what he wants he's careful with eliminating the targets who knew you.

Similar to Sombra, he wants no trace of you in the outside world.

It just appears as though death himself whisked you away...

Considering your fate is with Reaper... perhaps he really did.

[emicat1159]

So I wanted to try out some creative writing with this new auuuuuu~ gave it a cool name, "Into Ashes", not too bad right? To start of I thought to write a few paragraphs about how the main three angels- Mike, Gabe, and Raph, are told that they are to travel to a different universe and see what's there. Maybe I'll have one or two others go with them, I dunno yet. Something simple like that as a little test, you could say.. I don't know what I'm doing honestly but hey! It's fun

Anyway, writing and art:

"Listen, my son. I have an important task for you and your brothers.

There exists a world which has been abandoned by its Lord.

Go to this world, Michael. See what can be salvaged"

The final words his father spoke to him echoed through Michael's mind as he descended through the highest Heavens down to where his brothers awaited him. The skies swirled with purple and blue hues, illuminated by the stars and the ophanim who held together the galaxies. A sight he wasn't privileged to often, his work within heaven rarely gave him any free time to explore their skies the way he could when he was younger. And yet, he still felt like a young child when lifted by father's hand, as if he never left his light all those millennia ago. He tries to not think too deeply about those times.

'A rare event' he thought to himself, 'father hasn't spoken to any of us in centuries' he straightened out his suit, still wearing it after returning from a mission down on earth, he hadn't had the time to change before being summoned to his father's throne.

'I might even be completely camouflaged against the colour of the heavens right now, perhaps they won't even notice my return' he thought, amused.

Passing through the golden gates that lead to the throne of his father and into the archangels' domain, the figures of the two younger angels appeared through the thick layers of cloud. Raphael, the fourth oldest of the angels welcomed his brother back with a warm smile, his halo glowing brightly behind his head. Gabriel- the third oldest- walked up to Michael, being the first to break the silence,

"I almost thought you'd never come back down to us!" He joked, absentmindedly twirling a lock of his long hair in his hand

'A nervous tic' Michael mused

"You were gone for quite a while" added Raphael

Gabriel began again, "so... what does father want from us? It must be quite important if he asked to speak to you in person"

And so the eldest began his account of the events from the past few hours.

"We are to travel to another realm, a world that has been forsaken to ruin by its God and left to its own devices. He did not tell me what to expect, and really, this is the last thing I expected...." he trailed off, his expression perplexed, just what was his father's plan this time?

"Wh- huh? And.. how are we to get to this world?" Raphael's voice chimed in, bewilderment written all over his face. His short fluffy ears swaying as he turned his head to look back at the eldest.

"I... assume he will somehow transport us there once we are suitably prepared..?" He wasn't so sure in his answer, it wasn't unusual for his father's words to be vague. Regrettably, this is the one time Michael wishes they weren't. However, he was raised to trust in his God and His abilities.

To accept the way things are and not to question anything.

Gabriel spoke once more before turning to head back down to the lower levels of Heaven

"Well then.. no time like the present to get ourselves ready, right?"

[2af-afterdark]

Hnnnng hi new to the blog and the fandom and love the god!mc au stuff its so good.

So I'd like to toss my hat into the ring here with something I think can be juicy?

So like. What if god!mc just accepted their fate- that they're good incarnate and the Gabriel and the angels have stolen them away? Sure Mc is angry- livid specifically with Gabriel but they accept that they're god.

I dunno what godly duties mc may have but they do it- they speak to angels and smile and orders them around politely. They make heaven a bit more tolerable and maybe even slowly work to stop conflict between heaven and hell. It's all smiles and pleases and thank yous and even a few i care foe/love yous all around.

Except with Gabriel. God!mc hasn't spoken or even acknowledged him since they were taken to heaven screaming and crying and the last interaction was just the most hateful glare they could muster. And that's it- there's no smiles at Gabriel or spoken words or orders or acknowledgement. Maybe Gabriel has tried to approach mc to speak before but the inky response he gets is nothing but a blank expression with no heat or even ice behind it and a stare like they're seeing past him, waiting for another angel to come over to talk to them or if one that they want to speak with catches their eye. Its a silent refusal to acknowledge Gabriel's existence.

God!mc doesn't think it's much but they hope its a good enough punishment for the bastard.

Ohhhhh~ I always thought of MC as having some degree of hatred for the position since they would literally be abducted from their life and friends, but an MC that willingly slots into the role is an interesting choice. The question is if it's silent resignation with a dash of animosity or if they're embracing it wholeheartedly and taking delight in Gabriel's suffering. Mayhaps their warm embrace of the other angels is simply another way to punish Gabriel rather than actual affection for Heaven, in the case of a particularly manipulative MC. Ignoring him, watching his entire existence be ignored when he's always loved them... isn't that mildly cathartic? Or maybe they truly do not care. Gabriel is nothing to them.

However, it would be wrong to assume Gabriel would simply accept such treatment. He has always loved God more than any other angel according to him. There is no chance such passions would fade simply because he's being ignored. He will just have to make sure MC can't look past him anymore. He's already killed other angels before, so going further wouldn't be hard. He'll make sure MC looks his way; in awe or terror is irrelevant.

[cascodedtech]

"Ah well, always did want to go his own way. Always asking damn fool questions, too."

Okay, I'm trying to get my thoughts together here, but let me see if I can verbalize why this line bothers me so much.

I generally take the final fifteen at face value (although I absolutely love reading any and all meta/theories about it). I think Aziraphale believes that he can make a difference, and I think he honestly thought making Crowley an angel again was a good thing, not because he doesn't think Crowley is good (he tells Crowley such on multiple occasions), but because I think there is a part of him that believes that Crowley doesn't like to cause misery for humanity and this would give him an out. I don't think he really considered how it would sound, and I think he was honestly surprised by Crowley's reaction. And I think that sometimes Aziraphale uses Crowley as a moral compass to some extent, not in the sense of Crowley knowing what is good, but Crowley knowing the shades of grey and what doesn't feel right, which, in part is why he was reconsidering going to heaven when The Metatron came back into the bookshop.

HOWEVER, this line from The Metatron always bothered me. We've already established that Crowley and The Metatron know each other, and are familiar enough that Crowley recognizes him right away (I don't think this is just because of the trial video he watched in heaven, because Saraqeal saw it too and didn't recognize him, and Michael and Uriel also interacted with him during the trial and neither recognized him).

I think that whatever rank Crowley was in heaven (I have my own theories), it involved close work or interaction with The Metatron on a fairly regular basis, and I sometimes wonder if The Metatron didn't have something to do with his fall (I acknowledge that Neil has told us Crowley is an unreliable narrator, so I don't think he fell by "accident"). From what I can remember about biblical lore, Lucifer (and his angels) fell, not because he questioned God, but because he refused to put humanity above his love for God. Crowley, from what I can tell, is the only angel who *questioned* God. He actually does love humanity more than God, so he actually really didn't go against God's will in heaven, per se.

So, when The Metatron tells Aziraphale that Crowley always did want to go his own way and how he was always asking questions, it implies some kind of familiarity, and I don't think it was necessarily just by reputation.

Consider that in 1x01, Gabriel didn't even really seem to know who Crowley was (which always struck me as a little weird), despite the fact that we know Crowley fought in the war in heaven, and logic would posit that "The Supreme Archangel" would have also fought in the war. And sure, there were probably hundreds or thousands of participants in the war, but Crowley is well-known enough that he is recognizable to both demons and angels that he hasn't interacted with for thousands of years.

...

I've lost the thread now. Uh, to sum up, I think Crowley was important and powerful in heaven. I don't think God is who made Crowley fall. I think The Metatron did it or played some role in it, and I think that he knew Crowley would never go back to heaven, but needed to sever the connection between Crowley and Aziraphale because he knew that Crowley would know something was going on in heaven, when Aziraphale might not (I think Aziraphale knows heaven is toxic, but I think he is willing to go back because he truly believes he can make a difference *for humanity* by being in charge, I just don't think he's actually going to be in charge, and Crowley knows that but Aziraphale doesn't).

Anyway, I have no idea if this stream of consciousness makes any sense to anyone else, but, I'm very interested to see if we will get more heaven flashbacks/minisodes in Season 3, particularly of The Battle and Crowley's fall.

[deadbydangit]

Hi, how are you? Could you do one of how they would react when we bring a pet with us? With Vittorio, Gabriel and Renato

Sure. I'm going to switch it to the reader bringing a pet home if that's alright. Please enjoy. Also, for the Renato one, the scientific name for iguana is actually iguana iguana.

With a reader who brings up at home: Vittorio, Gabriel, Renato

Renato Lyra

You're barely through the door.

"Hey, is that an iguana?"

"No way!"

"Did you know the scientific name for an iguana is iguana iguana?"

And he'll go off.

The man's like a walking encyclopedia.

Yes, he may be a bit socially awkward.

But he loves animals.

Loves them.

It's a miracle he hasn't brought an animal home himself already.

He'll actually confess that he has tried in the past but was too afraid of your reaction to go through with it.

So he's got a whole collection of pet care items that he's been saving for just such an occasion.

So you won't have to worry about going to find things for your new pet, he's already got them.

Renato isn't great at making friends.

So this animal may be his ticket to learning to talk to people.

For, at least giving him the confidence to.

He'll walk around the survivor campfire with the iguana on his shoulder.

"What? He's a great conversation starter."

And, to be fair, Ronaldo is absolutely correct.

With his new pet, he has gained the confidence to talk to other survivors and make friends.

It's going to end up more of his pet than yours.

Iguanas have a tendency to bond to just a few people.

And it has absolutely bonded to Renato.

More so than you.

But, seeing your boyfriend so happy with his new pet and new friends?

It's worth it.

Vittorio Toscano

A pet?

"You want to... Keep it?"

"Like... In the house?"

Vittorio grew up in a time where pets weren't really a thing.

You had farm animals, that's it.

And they weren't considered pets.

Much less family members.

So it's going to take him time to get used to the concept of having an animal live and sleep with you.

But if this giant dog makes you so happy, who is he to tell you otherwise?

He'll be observing you playing, feeding, and walking your dog.

To him, it's very strange.

But, seeing as it makes you so happy, he wants to know what the hype is about.

So he'll observe you like it's some sort of science experiment.

Don't take it as him being condescending or rude.

He's genuinely trying to figure out what makes owning a pet so appealing.

However, his observations don't really get the same feel as actually playing or just being with a dog.

So, handsome the leash and tell him what to do.

At first, he'll be very rigid and pull the dog a lot.

But, after you show him what to do, he'll start to get the feel of things.

In just a few short weeks he went from confused and bewildered to a loving doting dog dad.

And, just like any pet parrot, he's always talking about his dog.

It's like the same skeptical person that existed just a few weeks prior never existed.

"It's because I didn't know the joys of owning a dog."

Soon, he'll probably know even more than you.

Until completely take over the care of the dog.

Seeing him so carefree and happy is such a rewarding feeling that you can't help but Wonder what he would do if you suggested getting another dog.

Don't be surprised if your house turns into more of a zoo than an actual home in the future.

Gabriel Soma

Another one who had never owned a pet.

Except, for him, it's because he's not exactly a normal human.

He's a clone that was made for a specific job.

Almost like a robot.

You wouldn't give a robot a pet.

So, naturally, he doesn't really understand the concept.

But the moment this little kitten crawls into his lap, he knows.

It's like something inside him suddenly clicks.

"I can't move... The cat is sleeping on me."

And if you suggest moving it?

"That would be rude."

"They look so comfortable, I don't want to ruin that."

And a billion other excuses as to why you shouldn't remove the cat from his lap.

He's also very into training your cat.

He'll find and read countless books about training cats and what you can do with it.

"Well, like humans, animals require mental stimulation."

Gabriel could almost recite the entire book to you.

He's that into it.

Soon, you'll have a cat that can do basic tricks and is target trained.

It's something that keeps the both of them busy.

Gabriel is used to working non-stop, so resting is difficult for him.

This is a great way to use his free time doing something productive.

Occasionally, when Gabriel feels like relaxing, you'll find the two of them snuggled up together on the couch or the bed.

It's so amazing to believe that your ever busy boyfriend could be calmed with just a little cat.

[androgynousblackbox]

How To Lose A Lucifer In 10 Days. 22 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

Step 22: Capture him

That room of Heaven hadn't had a lot of use on the best of days. There was usually no need for it. But for the day in particular there was needed a perfect understanding of the situation and for that, everyone needed to be on the same page. As if to commemorate the particularity of the situation, for the first time in a long time atriles that normally would be empty now were full.

When the last relevant figure appeared, all murmuring stopped immediately, leaving a expectantly silence. The figure approached the center of the room and they evaluated all the presents, row by row, adjusting his glasses.

"Where is Michael?" was the first sentence of the archangel Gabriel.

One hand lifted from the upper rows. Since it was the only one up, Gabriel made a gesture to allow the angel to speak.

"Waiting to go" provided helpfully Uriel. "He is all ready now."

"Does he even know what he has to do?" Gabriel saw the same hand elevating on the air and made a gesture to allow the word.

"Go to hell and look for Lucifer!" aported Uriel, which raised some more murmurs from the lower rows.

Gabriel sighed, pressing his brow. This was exactly what he was expecting to avoid with the meeting. He applauded once, a loud sound that reverberated against the walls, calling back the attention to him.

"That is not all" said, gathering patience. "Can someone please pick go pick him up?"

Ten minutes later, Raphael came back with an annoyed archangel just behind. Gabriel stared at them until they were placed on their respective seat. He pointedly ignored all the huffing and scoffing from Michael. Only after finally there was silence again, he extended a pointer from his robe, making appear a huge light blue screen behind himself.

"As some of you know, a month ago or so I received a prophecy that a great power coming from hell was on the horizon. A power big enough to destroy Heaven. Yes, I know" said at the exclamation and shock on his audience. "However, it wasn't a sure thing so it still could be prevented. In order to gather information on the situation, we contacted an embassador that we had send to hell many years ago and was ordered to stay there precisely if something like this happened" Gabriel pointed to the screen, where two picture of a minor angel appeared. On the right it was the last known picture of the angel, happy and smiling, and on the left was the last picture they could get from him as they made contact in hell, appropriately not smiling so much anymore and with more than a few scars to show for. "He never actually fell and therefore never became an official resident of hell, making him immune to the authority of the king and out of his knowledge. He has managed to survive by pretending to be a bird kind of demon and staying out of trouble, patiently waiting for the moment he was to be called for. When all of this is over, he is due returning back to home. He… hasn't stopped repeating that we can't stand it anymore on each one of his transmissions."

Uriel lifted her hand again.

"What is his name?" asked, curious.

Gabriel blinked slowly. He looked at the screen again, realized he had never put that bit of information between the one he did add and frowned. Off the top of his head he had no idea either. Well, that was slightly embarasssing.

"That is not important right now" said, after clearing his throat. "Anyway. Because of him being there, we have managed to gather the following" He made a bunch of gesture in the air. The images on the screen dissapeared to be replaced with some short phrases. "First, there is apparently something called original stones that are said to be extremely powerful. Powerful enough to concede any wish anyone could want, even immense power if wanted. Our ambassador came to find out about it by being around the gang of some minor sinner with a canvas for a head who bragged about it. This same gang was later whipped out entirely by Lucifer, leaving no dammned witness behind" A wave of shock and horror passed through most of the audience. Gabriel let them to zimmer on the cruelty of their fallen brother, that he would even attack his own subjects, before continueing on the same clinical tone. "Because of this, we have deduced that Lucifer is after this cursed item to give himself that power. Some of you might be asking, why now? It has been millenia since his falling. Extermination has been suspended until further notice and it was mutually agreed upon in the first place. If Lucifer was looking for revenge, why wait this long? In order to explain this I have to tell you all that I just lied."

On the screen there was again the pictures of the embassador, now duplicated. The after versions had some minors differences.

"The angel that came from Heaven to stay in hell that brought us this information" explained Gabriel, touching one pair with his pointer, "and the angel that stayed in hell from another very similar dimension that gave us the why. As you can see, even the placement of most of their scars are the same. The second one of the ambassadors came to find out the same information by working in a company in hell above a mall where Lucifer, under a disguise, and a companion of his were in search of that item as well. Once again, that ambassador barely managed to escape total anhillitation by managing to fly off a window while Lucifer's companion whipped out the entire floor under orders of their king. This companion" added, flickering his wrist to brought on the picture of a smiling demon walking along some park, buying meat at a butcher shop and laughing maniacally while dark tentacles born out of the ground doing something out of frammes. Each of those images was slightly pixelated and wrong, but it was enough to give a general idea of how the subject look like, "is officially known as Alastor Morningstar. The radio demon, as he is called among other sinners" The screen now showed a gangly, tall beast picking up moving figures off the street to carry directly into a an open smiling mouth. "On that other dimension, there was never a Lilith that would fall alongside with Lucifer. Therefore, Lucifer ended up choosing this sinner as his husband to give his chosen last name to. One can only assume that it was because of the levels of violence, chaos and destruction this single sinner was capable of, Lucifer thought him worthy to keep around as an attack dog whenever it was convenient. We don't know for sure how many lives this single soul has taken, but a lot would probably be a understatement."

Many other pictures of confirmed victims of the radio demon were spread through the screen. Most of them were pixelated on the most gruesome parts to avoid having the entire council to endure something that disgusting. A few were entirely pixelated to the point that it was impossible to tell what was on it and only a portion were just the image of a sinner crossed with red crosses. Despite the precaution, though, the horror and repulse could be heard all through out, with more than a few gagging noises. Someone commented that of course something capable of all that would end up in hell.

The hand of a slightly nauseous looking Uriel was up in the air again.

"Yes?" Gabriel pointed at her.

"There is no pictures of Lucifer and this radio demon together? So we don't have to keep seeing that…" added, wincing.

"No, we don't actually" Gabriel still took the images off the screen. They had already done their job to show off how truly monsterous this soul was, which only made Lucifer look all the more dangerous in return. "They are not open about their relationship in hell. We don't really know why. When the other embassador got told the true name of this sinner and why he was with Lucifer, he had no idea. Lucifer apparently is not big in public appearences as it was so he wasn't entirely sure if the king was alive. Clearly, Lucifer prefers to work in the shadow to arrogantly carry on his evil actions without anyone to bother him."

The entire council murmured a more calmed agreement. That made perfect sense for them.

"The day of the last Extermination, unfortunately for them, this sinner was proven to not be unfallible as he succumbed under the attack of their Adam" The screen showed a picture of the first man weilding his golden axe/guitar in the air, making horn with his other hand. "Adam however made a mistake. He attacked the princess of that world, a hellborn" A image of Charlie with two tiny antlers on top of her head, one eye two tones red and green stitches at the corners of her mouth flashed on the screen, awkardly waving at public on a clip before showing her fist fighting a woman in a red suit during what appeared to be a news report. More evidence of how unhinged hellish beings were like, up to the royalty. What else could anyone expect from the daughter of Lucifer?" This gave that Lucifer permission to intervene, just like it happened here. According to our reports, the difference was that Lucifer went berserk over all exorcists. I won't overwhelm you all with visuals of that horrible day. Just know that by the time he was done, only one exorcist was left alive. She was send back to Heaven with one single message to deliver."

The screen flashed the words This is the price for my sinner, alongside a picture of Adam's opaque halo and Lute coming back to Heaven through a portal, alone, moments before having a breakdown in front of Sera. Unlike the ambassador, Lute was a face that they knew and could easily sympathize with. Coming back without Adam had been already a hard blow to deal with for the one they knew, but to lose all her companions in one single encounter? It was hard to even imagine the impact something like that could have. Not to mention just the sheer amount of brutality required to carry out such a swift elimination of heavenly forces.

"A horrible violent act that could have and should have ended right there" continued Gabriel. "But it didn't. For some reason, the soul of the radio demon end up redeemed on their Heaven. As some of you might remember, a soul of our dimension also made it up to Heaven" Sir Pentious, in his new angelic form, smiled awkwardly for them to see. It was big news when it first happened and then the novelty passed, becoming just another part of their daily life that they had no way of understanding or controlling", but after some careful interrogation we determined that we was, in fact, a good soul. A little bit egotistical maybe, but not evil. That other dimension, instead, had something else entirely. Even the mortal soul agreed."

Gabriel made a quick dismissive motion, bringing up a recorded video from the office building of Heaven. They all could recognize a Sera sitting at the table, the placement of their coffee maker and even every pierce of furniture there. The only new and different addition was the person sitting in front of her. For the most part, it wasn't easy to miss that had to be related to the original radio demon, with almost all colors lighter and green eyes that glared at Sera without any reservation. From some speakers at the sides of the rooms, they could hear the voice of the demon himself talking:

"Before that, I had enslaved more than a hundreds souls, killed way too many people I cared to count and consumed the flesh of my fellow sinners happily. Sometimes while they were still alive. As you can imagine, with such a colorful existence, this turned out quite a shock for me."

A moment later, came the reply from Sera:

"Giving up your life for the sake of a loved one is a very good redeeming quality."

"Oh, I wasn't intending to do that" The radio demon almost sounded amused at the idea. "If anything, I wanted to heal quickly to get back and finish the job with Adam. Now I will have to comfort myself knowing that my husband at least did it for me."

"Nevertheless, you did. You gave up your life for the sake of your child. Not all parents would have done the same. You should be proud of that" was the reply.

"What is this? If you are trying to convince me that I somehow actually belong here, I am afraid you are wasting your time, dear. I have lived enough in hell to know that is my true place. I knew it even when I was alive too and didn't even believe on it."

"Please, I need you to be aware of this" said Gabriel to the whole room. "That Sera was merely trying to follow the will of the powers that send that soul to Heaven, to try to make sense of it for herself and that soul to make his staying on Heaven all the more easy. Don't take her words as an endorsement of the true character of the demon. She had no idea who she was talking to, and yet, she still spoke to him with kidness all the same. If anything, we should praise her for her trying to be welcoming for someone who so openly talked about the most horrific acts imaginable like they were a mere hobby. To further demonstrate how much of a mistake it was to send him there, this demon repayed the gentle disposition of Sera with nothing but crude and hateful words. I only provide these so we are all on the same page about what kind of monster we are dealing with. When offered with eternal bliss in paradise, a fate the rest of humanity would be more than glad to accept, this is how he responded."

The Alastor on the screen had stand up and thrown his chair to the floor, his hands shaking over the table as he stared at Sera while showing off his teeth in a clearly menacing gesture.

"Spare me that bullshit" Many exclamations of horror were heard around. More than a few angel took their hands to their chests, horrified and dissaproving. "I don't know what kind of order you think you have here, but I want no part on it! Send me back now or I swear for everything you hold holy that I will show you a piece of hell that you will never forget!"

A surprised gasp ran through the presents at the truly heinous display. Gabriel nodded with such sentiments. He gave them a moment to digest it properly, to sit with the words alone.

"Long story short, he did good on his promise" added, now showing another video.

Multiple video footage appeared through out the screen, all despicting a different zone of Heaven being light up on fire. Across many of them, before the fire appeared, they could see a white figure flying across the sky and letting fall bottle out of a backpack carrying on his hands. The responsible was covered up by a hoodie that made it difficult to see their face. Only the last image showed their profile, standing on a park. The tall ears standing out from their head was a dead giveaway, even if they couldn't also clearly Lucifer standing in front of the then winner in a posture that looked about to pounce like a feral creature to Sera. She instead looked to calmly stand there, hand over her chest.

"We are not showing it for obvious reasons" continued Gabriel, "but outside of the frame of this image there was a summoning circles with a sacrifice. A lamb cherub's blood was used in order to cause this scene to happen. A innocent whose only interaction with the radio demon before then was to try to help cheer up poor new souls in their adaptation center. A place where the radio demon was send to, only to cause grief and trouble for everyone around him despite the hospitality they tried to show him. He was let out the center when five months have passed, after he had convinced Sera that he was a truly reformed soul that only wanted to belong in Heaven. As you all can see now, that was just a lie. In preparation, the radio demon was actually gathering his resources to make as much of a disaster as he was capable and keep everyone distracted in order to commit this crime against creation. Just to rub more salt to the wound, after ignoring all the attempt of Sera to appeal any sense of compassion they could hold, Lucifer ordered that wretched soul to sign his soul away to him. Effectively spitting on the incredibly miracle that had been completely wasted on him."

The last footage started moving again, speeding up to Alastor already having his shackles on. That alone was already enough of a shameful display. Soul owning by anyone lower than their creator was such an evil and disgusting concept that of course could only come from Hell, from the same creature that was laughing after another one was added to his collection.

"FREE WILL, BITCH!" were the words that the entire room could hear, coming from Lucifer himself, before he grabbed Alastor and they were on top of the summoning circle.

Some indignation started crossing among the repulsion for such crude language from someone already so crude. It wasn't enough for the devil that his trusted soul had caused such destruction around him, he also had to rub it in by bringing up the first sin he had consciously created for humanity. The sacrificed lamb was a censored pixelated detail on the side.

"That is how that Sera also find out the fate that their Adam had after being defeated in battle" followed up Gabriel, clearing his throat and giving himself a moment. This time not to give more effect, but rather because he could barely say the words without feeling something that he could only describe as sick. "Lucifer had eaten his body. In revenge for taking out a sinner's soul, something that was well within the right of Adam to do in the first place, according to the term agreed upon for Extermination. He said that anyone else who tried to bother his family in hell would recieve the same fate."

He let the weight of those words to properly fill all the present audience.

"That is not even all" sighed at last, bringing up more footage from the outside of the pearly gates. This some all full with the presence of a bunch of sinners appearing after open portal. In front of them, leading them on, a woman with a big hat and black eyes without pupils. "These specific kind of sinners are a special kind of horrific. They eat other sinners down in hell. Lucifer threatened to have these same soul devouring new winner souls before htey could ever enter. All in exchange of extorting Sera out of a piece of information he had no business requesting, regarding one of the winner souls his companion came in contact with during his stay. As you all probably have deduced by now, there is no limit to the depravity this Lucifer won't sink into if it's for his own disgusting ends. On that opportunity, it was only the bravery of Sera and resolution of Saint Peter who kept the situation under control until Lucifer got what he wanted and returned Hell. It could have ended a lot worse if only he got into a whim."

This time the hand of Samuel, the archangel of forgiveness, extended up hesitantly and Gabriel gave him permission to speak.

"But that was their Lucifer, right?" said slowly. "Not… ours. I can't see our Luci being so…" He made a vague gesture in the air before he just shivered.

"That is the thing" said Gabriel, regaining his composure. "Given how closely both of those dimension are in pretty much everything else, there is no reason to believe that if the circumstances would have been right, our… the Lucifer of this reality would have acted the same. The fact that both me and the other Gabriel had the exact same prophecy was already alarming on itself, but then we got confirmation that Lucifer was indeed in possesion of a power bigger than he had before. All courtesy of the Queen of Hell herself."

On the screen, the image of Lilith appeared, frowning. She was standing alone on the designated place to recieve meeting between Heaven and Hell, speaking through a communicator hanging from her neck. She was given that in order to keep the communication lines open, in case she could offer valuable information. On that ocassion, she did.

"A soul can be redeemed after all and none of you thought to tell me? I had to get confirmation myself from a trusted source! You know how much this means for Hell, for these souls, to be given a second chance and you didn't thought it was important for us to know!" The image froze right there.

"As we have established, soul redemption can happen. We are not sure as to why or how. Maybe we just aren't mean to know at all. In any case, since this is an issue that mostly is pertinent to Heaven, this was indeed something that was meant to only be known by those already in Heaven. There shouldn't have been any way for Lilith to know about it. Unless the Lucifer we were just talking about and his companion had told her as such. After this exchange happened, we got in contact with the ambassador from the other reality to know that a Lucifer still existed there. But now nobody was using the radio tower from which Alastor Morningstar had been broadcasting without fault until then. If now that failed winner and his respective Lucifer were in our reality, then there is no telling if we could be in danger to receive Lucifer's revenge just as much as their respective Heaven was. Of course we authorized the ambassador in our reality to do anything in his power to avoid that Lucifer and his companion to reach those stones. Likewise, the other reality did the same. As some of you might know, travelling across dimension is a immense power that has only been granted in very few opportunities. If those two had gained it already, we were running out of time."

Gabriel willed another image to appear in the screen, that of what looked to be an abandoned warehouse.

"The ambassador asked for our own power to help him create a big enough distraction to keep them occupied. There was supposed to be a meeting on that place to exchange one of those stones for their hellish currency. A small time invisible spell later, the ambassador got the stone and send it to us, where we could destroy it properly. As for the pair, they were trapped inside of a pocket dimension. Normally, Lucifer would have no bigger issue coming out on his own so we had to add a feature to make sure they would stay there. Samuel set it up himself."

"I did!" apported the archangel of Love, without raisig his hand in his enthusiasm. "I made a spell that activated a illusion that was the opposite of my virtue! I thought it would be the best to keep Lucifer and his damned companion entertained and won't want to leave at all!"

"You made a spell out of indifference?" asked Jophiel, interested on the design of that as the archangel for breauty and creativity.

"I couldn't really think how to work that in" recognized Samuel, scratching his neck. "The other opposite of love would have to do then! Fear! You can't love something if you are afraid. It creates doubt and paranoia! The spell is meant to bring out things they would think are the scariest one to happen. Their worst nightmares come to life! Of course, for most people this would be a horrible traumatic thing to witness! But if those hellish being are so awful as to enjoy doing all those horrible acts they commited, then it should be like a dream for them! One they won't want to wake up from!"

Many voices of approval lifted from the audience. That was some flawless logic if they ever heard one.

"It should have worked" said Gabriel, nodding his head. "It did, for a few hours at least. We all appreciate Samuel's help on this task. However, according to the latest report from the ambassador from Hell, when he went to check again on the pocket dimension it was empty. Lucifer and his companion were supposed to keep dreaming until the prophecy became obsolete and now they were gone again. It should have taken them a great deal of magic to pull that off. Maybe they had a secret stone all along that we just didn't know about or Lucifer had done something already to his companion to allow him to break free from the dream. Whatever the case, the prophecy is still active and we can't risk Lucifer reaching that kind of power. Any Lucifer with it is a threat that we must take care of immediately."

"That is what I was about to do when I was dragged here!" commented Michael, groaning in the end.

Gabriel huffed, not amused.

"We all need to be properly informed about the stakes here" reaffirmed, holding his hands on his back. "We are all aware of that we are not supposed to mess with Hell without Lucifer's knowledge as ruler of that realm, but these are special circumstances that require especial measure. Until we can be absolutely sure that neither of them are going to destroy Heaven or the prophecy no longer applies, we have to aprehend the devil. The other Heaven is willing to take them in, as the threat started out in their reality, and we have provided them with our remaining exorcists to carry out to Hell. We are just meant to bring those four to be locked up, nothing else" emphasized, directing a especially pointing look to Michael. "They might deal with punishment and pain down there as a daily interaction, but we are different than that. Better than that. Yes?" added, noticing the hand raised up of Uriel.

"Isn't Hell like… dependent on Lucifer?" asked. "Shouldn't the place crumble without him around? If the soul of the wretched aren't going to Hell, wouldn't they be coming here directly?"

Some worry started passing over the presents. Gabriel lifted two hands to calm them down, bringing up the attention back to him.

"This is not meant to be permanent" clarified, firm. "It's just until we have taken care of the threat. It could take a few days, at most. In any case, both Lucifers have heirs that can take the ruling of their respective realm until we can safely send them back. Not to mention the queen will still be there, so there shouldn't be any issue. Hell will keep standing and all the mortal souls that have chosen evil as their primary motivation will keep receiving the fate they deserve. We don't have to worry about another monster like the radio demon landing here with us. He and Lucifer will be properly handled on the other side."

Uriel still had something else to say. When Gabriel gave her the okay, she pursed her lips.

"Should we be really sending the exorcists to that other Lucifer after he… killed them all already? Isn't that just sending them to be killed again?"

"They are soldiers, they know what is up" apported Michael, irritated at the implication that they wouldn't. "Their only purpose was to go there and eliminate sinners. If they aren't doing that, they aren't playing their role anyway."

"We need a sure way to bring Lucifer out to be captured" explained Gabriel after a sigh. "On both extermination days, he came out when the princess was threatened. Both radio demons were also confirmed in the same place that same day. Once we are sure that is them, then we take them out of Hell to the other Heaven. They will be waiting for them there."

"I could be doing that right now if I wasn't here!" said Michael. "I know all this stuff already! I am ready to go!"

"You can't go without the permission!" replied Gabriel, elevating his voices before remembering that was bad form and forcing himself to calm down. "Apologies, everyone. I didn't mean to yell. But after everything I have told you now, I do hope you understand how dire the situation actually is. Not only Lucifer, but also that mortal soul that is now under his direct control. You all have seem the crimes this Alastor has commited, down to the creation of their princess that broke with the natural order of life and death. A sinner that already died shouldn't be able to reproduce, but they didn't care. They don't care about anything that is worth protecting. If that is how one single mortal soul under Lucifer can be like, then Lucifer can't be left to his own devices. We need to take care of this. Is everyone here present in agreement of Heavenly forces going to Hell to take out both its ruler and one of its subjects?"

There was no a moment's hesitation as everyone present lifted their hand. Michael's was one of the first. Gabriel lifted his own too.

"Then it's decided" said, finally giving Michael the go ahead gesture.

"Finally!" Michael sighed, standing up from his seat and dissapearing on his own portal to do his job.

It had been exactly five minutes since they landed on their right reality. The stones that the king brought were powerful, but tended to be imprecise, so when he wished for them to go to the hell they came from, it didn't account for the exact location and send them to the edge of the city. But as soon they put their hooves out the portal that open up for them, Lucifer knew it was the right place. The sensation of lightness from losing his crown completely dissapeared, his connection to that hell came back as if it never went anywhere.

Five minutes that they had to celebrate between the two of them, before going to the rest of their family, when suddenly an alarm could be heard the entire ring. Five minutes in which Lucifer allowed himself to think on making a feast for everyone at the hotel, on taking out the cannibal meat, on preparing the best dessert possible, before all of that had to take a seat away from him.

Even from where they were they could see the origin of the alarm. The big sand clock tower that used to mark each Extermination Day, taller than most building around it, so no one could ever missed it. The same tower that it was supposed to remain without use because they were supposed to be finished with all of that already. The clock itself that counted the hours for the next Extermination had stopped a while ago, but the alarm itself was working perfectly well.

Lucifer looked at Alastor and instantly knew he was aware of what that meant. Without losing any time, Lucifer opened up his own portal to the center of towen and passed through with Alastor hand in hand. The entrance for the exorcist had opened up as well as a bunch of the angels clothed in black came out pouring out.

The panic on the streets was evident. This was supposed to happen. Everyone thought this whole business of extermination was deal with already. Their king had told them so, hasn't he? People were trying to find refuge on any building, sewer, garbage can or place that could keep them out of sight. Even imps or other hellborn Lucifer could see were running to get out of the way. Were they always that afraid during Extermination Day too? Did they know that now the deal was off? That was never information given to the public, precisely to avoid any more panic. Lucifer felt almost embarassed to think that this was probably just the most logical response to such an event.

"They are going straight to the hotel again" commented Alastor at his side, following the trajectory of the exorcists.

They weren't even pretending to attack anyone else.

Lucifer barely had a moment to register his words when the figure of his husband started enlarging, growing bigger, heavier, until his hooves were creating cracks on the street. Some passerbies and cars ended up crushed as he made his way to the hotel. Lucifer teleported a few meters in front of the building, where he could see them approaching, commanded by an angel with a silver mechanical arm yelling her lungs out. Just how many of them they had in stock? But if he started asking himself question, he was never going to end.

"Do you want to play, little birds?!" called Lucifer, opening up a bigger portal right above himself. "Hope you don't mind I bring some fun of my own!"

A big black claws grabbed to the sides of the portal as Alastor pushed himself through. A ear piercing growl full of static noises was heard as the portal was stretched out, accomodating the massive demonic form of Alastor with his full wings out.

Lucifer flew up to grab at the black antlers, shooting down a pair of exorcist with finger guns. The first one let out a pained sound as the golden wound on her side bleed out, but the second one just passed through his attack like it was nothing. Because she wasn't really there.

"Some of them are not real!" yelled Lucifer to the ear that he had the closest to him, that twitched in recognition of his voice. "I can't see which one are or aren't without getting closer! I don't have the authority for that!"

Alastor growled to the sky and resolved if he couldn't see directly what was worth attacking or not, then he was just going to expand his attack range to cover up as many targets at once as he could. His long fingers closed around a bunch of exorcists as he closed his hands together on a crushing clap. When he opened up his hands again, only two bodies were bleeding gold on his palm, destroyed while their wings were barely twitching. Lucifer barely managed to kill another one real before another bunch more passed him through, dissapearing in thin air when touched. From the open portal even more coming in.

Alastor had seen a few reaching the hotel and let out a screeching sound. One so high pitched that cracked almost every windows at the hotel, but that was nothing that Lucifer couldn't repair later with a snap of finger. The little trick worked anyway to let him the figures that stood to hold their heads and complain at the sudden pain, unlike the illusions that kept going like nothing. There were definitely a lot more fakes, which made it all the more easy for Lucifer to point at the back of their heads or chest to take them out quickly.

Alastor walked to hold the sides of the hotel, that now was reaching only to his stomach in that form and flapped his wings as strong he could. The impulse of the wind pushed all the exorcists back, real or fake.

"Good thinking, babe!" praised Lucifer, still shooting as much as he could, before a protective forcefield started to expand over the hotel and rise up.

The exorcists that end up trapped inside were quickly delt with. Then it was just them, giving them a moment to breath.

"Lucifer" The voice of Alastor came out breathy, distorted. One of his hands applied to his stomach. "I need… energy."

It took a second for Lucifer to understand what he was actually saying. The baby was making him feel the limit of his magic.

"On it!" Lucifer flew down. Alastor moved his palm out of the way and Lucifer slipped between the space of his button, grabbing to the fur there like a presistent flea under the shirt. He pressed his entire body where he could see the white spot, until he was right above it. "Sssh, it's okay, sweetie. Papa is here. Dad just needs to protect your sisters for a little bit longer. Everything will be okay" cooed, sending his magic through his hand and making sure it was going exactly where it needed to. Above he could hear Alastor letting out a sigh, obviously relieved. "You got papa all worried for a moment there, little buddy. We just need to take care of those ugly birds and then you can both rest, alright?" He kissed the flat stomach in front of him, as if he could do it to the forehead of the baby already. "We are lucky that papa is so cool and strong, aren't we?"

"Alastor?!" sounded Husk from some window in the lower floors. Through the little space where Lucifer could see the outside, he saw the red and black figure passing by as he flew to reach the face of the demon. "Did Lucifer came with you?"

Lucifer wanted to respond, but the sigil still wasn't as brightly green as he felt comfortable with, so he stayed in his place. Make sure that their baby was safe was more important than answering questions.

"He is close by" responded Alastor. "Where are Charlie and Emily?"

"They were going out to see a guy for the stones! I assume that worked if you are here."

"So they aren't here?"

"I imagine they were on their way back when this whole bullshit started. It hasn't even been a whole year yet!"

Lucifer could feel the sudden change of movement from Alastor as he turned around. When he popped his head outside, he saw his husband lifting an arm to will the whole barrier down.

"Wait, wait, wait!" called, sending a extra amount of energy before he came out flying. Husk looked dumbfounded them to see him basically appear out of nowhere, but that wasn't Lucifer's focus now. "Babe, I can call them here! It's okay!"

Alastor lowered his arm and nodded, giving them the chance. Lucifer flew back to the ground and lifted his hand, searching through his connection with Hell the distinctive energy that made their daughter. Slowly, he started to get a mental image of the vehicle where they were. They were stuck in traffic on the highway, coming back from the palace. He opened up the portal in front of them and immediately turned the limousine off, so the wheels wouldn't move. Despite how careful he was trying to make the transition, the vehicle still bounced over itself when hitting the ground.

"¡¿Qué puta carajo está pasando ahora?!" yelled Vaggie through the window, face to face directly with Lucifer. She blushed a bright gold, almost covering her mouth. "S-sir…"

"Hey, Vaggie!" greeted Lucifer, genuinely happy to see her. "We are back!"

"Papa?!" was the scream that quickly followed up the opening of the front doors, just a second before Emily threw her arms around Lucifer and squeezed tight, as strong as she could. She was just as tall as Charlie so Lucifer's head still wouldn't reach above her shoulder. Up in Heaven angels were not used to physical affection, since they could constantly see each other's love as clearly as their faces. But down there in Hell Emily had quicly taken to that form of expression, easier than anything else. Only a moment later she separated to squish his face, taking a second look. "You are our Lucifer, right?"

"Yes, sweetie" managed to say Lucifer and then chuckled when Emily hugged him again, returning the gesture the best he could.

It was amazing to think it had only been months since he accepted her as another Morningstar, and he had truly missed her presence just as much as everything else. Home wouldn't have been complete without all of his daughters around.

"Dad?!" Charlie came out of the other side of the vehicle. The ground shook as Alastor made his way towards them. Suddenly all three of them were grabbed on the huge claws of Alastor and lifted to his face, nuzzling them. After Alastor let them stand up again, Charlie noticed Lucifer through her own tears. "PAPA!" squealed, running over the palm of Alastor and jumping to the other to reach him.

Lucifer also went to catch her, worried when he saw her stumbling, receiving her directly into his arms.

"Duckling" Lucifer laughed between his own sniffles when Charlie nuzzled her head against the top of his. Lucifer reached out with his tail to Emily, managing to get her arm to pull her closer. Charlie was openly sobbing now, while Emily was still trying to keep her cheeks clean. "I missed you two so fucking much, girls" Lucifer took a deep breath and pulled out his wings, with the full intention of wrappping his arms around the two taller girls's necks. He kissed both of their faces over and over, as if he could never have enough of them. "My favorite ducklings in the whole fucking universe. You have no idea how much I wanted to be back to see you all again."

Charlie let out a incoherent mess of sounds, holding onto to Lucifer like she had just wake up from a nightmare and was a kid again, needing the comfort.

"We missed you too" translated Emily.

Lucifer sniffled with a smile, bringing her closer. There other matters that required their attentions, but just for a moment he let himself enjoy this, just suck it all in the wamrth of his family finally reunited. The wagging of Charlie's tail and the presence of her cute tiny antlers on top of her head were never as comforting before, just like the freckles on Emily's face or the calm low white sound that signaled Alastor's content. It was like he was finally allowed to fully breath in, a weight he didn't know he was carrying up until then finally letting him go.

"I love you both" assured Lucifer, kissing their forehead as he took their hands. "When all of this is over, remind me there is something important, and good, we need to talk about."

"Lucifer" warned Alastor, frowning.

"It's a good thing!" insisted Lucifer, giving them a final, extra hard, squeeze. "For now, we have to take care of some birds. I know this is all coming out of nowhere for you too, so you can just step this one down. Al and I can take care of them between the two of us, right, babe?"

Alastor nodded. Charlie gasped.

"What? What are you talking about?" She pulled from the chest of her father to stare at him like he had suggested to throw someone out of the rooftop. "We are not leaving you alone to deal with it."

"Sweetie…" started Lucifer, but Charlie was already shaking her head.

"No, forget about it! I defended this place one time, I can do it again!"

"And I am not a small kid either" protested Emily too. "I know I haven't received any training, but I can still fight! You all have done so much for me, I should be able to do this one thing!" added, turning to Alastor's gaze too.

Lucifer groaned and looked over at Alastor, but all his hopes were squashed when his husband just sighed.

"We can't stop them, darling" said Alastor, going down in one knee to bring his hand to the ground again. "Very well, but if you end up hurt wait on a side until Lucifer can heal you back. Don't make it worse for you. Can you manage that, dear?"

"Of course I can! Papa will try to keep an eye out" assured Lucifer, helping out the two of them to jump out of Alastor's hand back to the floor. "Charlie, get your shield as fast as you can. Emily, don't get too far away."

As both princesses nodded their head, Vaggie came out flying from a window in the hotel towards them.

"I have it! I have the thing!" announced, landing next to Charlie to give her the shield. She already had her own spear in hand and offered a sword to Emily. "I am sorry, that was the only other weapon I had left from the last Extermination. The rest are just bullets or bombs. Angel and Cherri already grabbed those."

"It's okay!" Emily took the sword, holding it firm on her hand, even though her face was clearly showing how she didn't really know what to do with it. "I-I will manage somehow! I can do this!" said, making a pose that didn't immediately screamed hardened warrior ready to make head rolls.

The trembling of her legs was just the finishing touch. Lucifer bite his lip strong, resisting the urge to send them both back inside the hotel again. He already figured that it was going to be useless.

"Good luck, sweeties! Papa and dad are right here if you need us" said as Alastor was standing up again, carrying him only him now. "We are not letting any of those come close to them, right?" confirmed over his shoulder.

"Obviously, dear" Alastor lowered his hand when Lucifer pulled out his wings, remaining in the air by himself. "To be quite honest, I was wishing to see what a Lucifer allowed to fight during a Extermination is like so, in a way, this is ideal to satiate my curiosity. Until now I only had second hand words. Are you going to be as bloodthirsty as they made you out to be, love?"

"Oh, did you?" Lucifer smirked, lifting an eyebrow. "Then I better make sure to give you a good show, babe."

One of the claws of Alastor gently ran down the space between his wings, making him shiver and let out a small giggle.

"Can't wait" grumbled the monsteruous voice of his husband.

"Are you two seriously flirting right now!?" protested Husk, flying across the sky. "Don't we have better things to think about at the moment?"

"Glad to see you too, Husk!" answered Lucifer back.

"Yeah, yeah. Gonna serve you a sweet drink as a welcome after this!"

"I will hold you to that!" Lucifer smiled to Alastor, who was glaring to Husk as he reunited with Angel Dust in the ground. "Everyone is ready, babe."

Alastor nodded and lifted his hand. The forcefield around them started going down. Before it went fully down, Lucifer flew bye with his own claws stretched out to rip through the middle of the exorcists he could reach and make dissapear those that were fake. To those he did managed to hurt, Lucifer went through again to pull out their inside out.

"Babe, here!" called, dragging the screaming exorcists, each in one hand, until he could send them through a portal directly to the open jaws of his husband. The teeth of Alastor closed shut, licking his lips after. "How is it?" asked Lucifer, taking out the head of three exorcists and using the body of one of them to hit another.

"Not that strong. Keep them coming and maybe I will find one worthwhile" growled Alastor, swatting away an attack that was going to Emily.

She was wildly moving her sword around, barely seeing through half closed eyes, and let out a loud yelp when the sword end up piercing a surprised exorcist that was facing Husk.

"Sorry!" screamed at hearing the pained sounds from behind.

But she soon remembered what side they were on when the exorcist still tried to attack her with her own spear. Before there could be any contact, Lucifer appeared to perforate the chest of the exorcist with one hand and squish the golden heart in his fist. Lucifer send the dead body to Alastor, not before grabbing the sword to give it back to Emily.

"Sweetie, try not to lose it again, okay?"

"Sorry, I got scared for a moment" admitted Emily with a blush, gripping her weapon with two hands. She haven't noticed yet the splatters of golden blood across her face. "It won't happen again, papa!"

"Good girl! Papa will make your favorite dessert later!" Lucifer patted her head and flew away. "You are doing amazing, sweetie! Love you!"

"I love you too!" yelled Emily, running up to Angel Dust dealing with two exorcists at once. "GET AWAY MY HOME, YOU BUNCH OF FUCKING MEANIES!"

Lucifer sighed with barely contained pride. The feeling only lasted until he realized that he had lost sight of Charlie. Vaggie was still there, fighting, flying around some very long and langly legs covered by red pants. He blinked again, looking up.

"Charlie?" called, doubftful.

Charlie, now a lot taller of what she was before, screeched into the air as her claws break through the air, destroying fakes and real exorcists that fell to the ground where Vaggie could finish them off. Lucifer saw her smile stretched out across her face, now entirely surrounded by her green stitches, as her black antlers extended at the sides like long delicate fingers.

"The fuck?!" laughed, flying up close to her. "Since when is this a thing?"

Charlie finally noticed him and chuckled behind her stitched mouth. One of her eyes was glowing red with a slit yellow pupil, while the other was entirely if not for the red dot that followed where she was looking.

"Now, I think!" said, the sound coming out even if she didn't open her teeth. She grabbed a exorcist in her hand like a fly that was bothering her for a while and throw it to the floor. After Vaggie cut their throat, she turned to Lucifer again. "I just let it out I guess! How do I look?"

"Fucking awesome!" said Lucifer, sincerely. "Al! Alastor, babe, look Charlie developing her powers!" yelled.

Munching on the body of another exorcist he had caught on his hand, Alastor turned around and stood there, taking in.

"It's weird, isn't it?" said Charlie, now self conscious at the resulting silence. "I can't see my own face so I don't know really know."

The ground shook again as Alastor extended his long legs to them. He was still taller by two heads in comparison to Charlie, just like their actual sizes on their usual forms, so when he reached out his hand to Charlie's face up he still needed to bend to be at her eye level.

"You are, without question, the best thing I have ever seen in this or any other life" assured, leaving a kiss on her forehead. Which in that form meant a brush of his teeth against her skin. "I am so proud of you, my little fawn."

Charlie sniffled through her watery eyes and hugged the eldrich abomination that was her father, wrapping him up on her long skinny arms.

"Aww, this is nice" sighed Lucifer, when suddenly an arrow passed right at his side. Alastor grabbed Charlie back and moved her to a side, the arrow continueing its trajectory until it inscrustrated on the wall of the hotel. Lucifer looked down to himself, where he suddenly felt a new sting, and saw a long wound where that weapon had hurt him. "What the fuck" He wasn't supposed to be hurt by mere angelic steel. Only something much more powerful than that should be able to cut his skin.

When he turned around, he suddenly understood the reason and his stomach dropped down to the last ring in Hell.

"Al" called, expanding his wings as if that was going to cover his family. "Babe, I need you to take out Charlie, Emily and everyone else out of here."

"Papa?" asked Charlie. "Are you… hurt?" She let it out as if she never thought she would be saying those words.

"It's okay, sweetie!" Lucifer tried to give her a smile, coming out with a grimace instead. "Just stay with dad away from here, alright? I will come find you later."

"Lucifer" warned Alastor with a low growl.

"It's okay" insisted Lucifer, already moving up. "Just stay away for a bit. It's fine."

But he didn't feel fine at all as he approached the one had had shot at him and was preparing a second arrow, made entirely out of magic just like his bow. The archangel Michael narrowed his eyes when he saw him approach with his hands lift up.

"Lucifer" aknowledged the angel, lifting an eyebrow. "Not gonna lie, I thought I would have to go out looking for you."

"So this is whole bullshit is for me?" Lucifer chuckled without a trace of humor. "Kind of a waste of resources, isn't it? If you all wanted a meeting so badly, you could have just asked. I am a reasonable man, we could have seen something."

"After the stunt your companion pulled when he was given some grace?" Michael shook his head. "You are lucky that I am only instructed to take you with me."

"After what you made him go through, you are lucky he only killed one cherub" pointed out Lucifer, frowning. "Or what, you are going to tell me that he burned someone's favorite blanket?"

"Yeah, try to give one of you wretched souls a second opportunity. How evil of us" Michael rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I didn't came to debate."

"No, of course not. Just threaten my family and scare the shit out of my daughters. I can see why you are the good guys now" Lucifer allowed himself to smile at that, despite the fear that was insisting on gripping his chest with an iron grasp.

Out of all of his brothers they could have send, why did it have to be Michael? Not only the stronger among all of them, also the one with the hardest head that all of creation had ever seen. There was no reason to argue against with that being, just a direct order that had to be fulfilled.

Michael clicked his tongue.

"Still don't know when to give it up, huh? I guess that is exactly how you end up here in the first place."

"Hey, jackass" Lucifer spat, his lip twitching on the side. "I don't know if you noticed, but I am not fighting you, aren't I? If you only came for me, then fine, I will go. But call all your little buddies off first."

Michael looked at him, still with his hands up in the air, no weapon or shielf that his eyes could see.

"What makes you think you get to put the conditions here?" asked even then, crossing his arms.

"It's not a condition, it's a fucking courtesy" said Lucifer, tensing his teeth together. "If you want me to go with you, all of them were entirely unnecessary. You are all just causing a mess for the sake of making a mess, outside of any agreement or warning any of you ever gave. If I am cooperating, the least you could do is return the favor. Not to mention, maybe stop killing your own senselessly? Like, shit, you know I could kill them all again if I wanted to."

"Hump" Michael huffed, no doubt taking notice for the first time the stains of golden that Lucifer had sprayed all over himself, from his hands to his face and his chest. The only blood that was actually his was on the side, seeping into the white fabric of his coat. "They are not ours anyway" Michael shrugged easily, approaching him. Lucifer did his absolute best to not flinch when Michael extended some golden scuffs. "If you want to end this sooner, that depends on you."

As if he haven't done already that thousands times while trying to communicate to Heaven. He should have known he wasn't going to listen not even to that. But it was that or let this pseudo Extermination continue on until Michael felt bored enough to intervene as well, which wasn't an option at all. Lucifer lifted his wrist and Michael barely moved his wings on his direction, when an abrupt screeching sound made him cover his ears, pulling back.

Fuck, they had taken too long.

"Lucifer Morningstar!" was the growling of Alastor as he flew right to them.

"Oh, right. He was supposed to come to" commneted Michael, as if he did just actually remembered that detail, and if Lucifer wasn't already pale as paper, he would have turned into a ghost at hearing.

"What" asked, for the first time unable to contain his rising panic. "You wanted him too?! Why!? You already have me, why do you need him?"

"Right now? Because he is way too loud!" yelled Michael against the static sounds that were only getting more deafening with each second. In one blink of the eyes, Michael dissapeared out of his sight. When Lucifer turned around, he saw a quick flash of a golden portal opening just behind Alastor and suddenly Alastor jolted, still floating in the air because of intervention of Michael's magic holding him. "There. Finally I can think!" Michael sighed, brushing his hair back.

Lucifer teleported in front of him, grabbing the front of his white robes with long claws. On top of his head, a sphere of fire was burning between his horn as he stabbed Michael with a glare from his entirely red eyes.

"The fuck did you to him?!" demanded, puffes of black smoke and fire coming out of his mouth. "I swear for our father, Michael, if you hurt one single hair out of him I will make you pay with so much more blood I ever spilled."

Michael pursed his lips, annoyed by the whole display. Having him so close now, Lucifer once again was reminded of how small he was compared with his brothers. Michael still took him a whole head more in stature.

"I just send him to sleep, calm down" said the archangel, flickering his forehead. Lucifer groaned, showing his teeth. "He didn't seem in a cooperative mood, so didn't left me with much of a choice. Are you coming now or there is something else I have to deal with?"

Lucifer huffed black smoke out of his mouth, but one look at the giant sleeping form of his husband took his will to fight out of him. Alastor had no idea how close he was to having something so much worse happen to him. It could still happen if Michael got into a especially bad mood. Just because he was ordered to bring the two of them over, didn't mean that he couldn't take a few liberties as to the state they could arrive in.

"Fine" said, letting Michael go.

The archangel grabbed his wrist and put one of the scuff on.

"Wait! What do you think you are doing?"

Lucifer's blood ran cold inside of him at the voice. How could Emily's voice be reaching then when she didn't even had her wings out?

"Oh, come on" sighed Michael, rubbing his brow as Emily stand in front of him, holding her sword and floating in the air with a new pair of wings that looked darker and pointier than the one she would have originally, before they burned. In any other circumstance, Lucifer would have been proud to see her flying again, reclaiming her fallen atributes on her own terms like him had to do too, but now it was just making him dread even more the reaction Michael could have. "Hey, don't I know you?" asked the archangel, giving her a second look.

"Seriously?" Emily protested. "I have been in Heaven for thousands of years! I have been in countless meeting with you!"

"Mmmm. Yeah, I don't know what to tell you" Michael shrugged. He finished putting the scuff on Lucifer, pulling the golden chain that came out of it. "Hey, retreat!" called over to the exorcist. There weren't many of them left, but those that did came back through the portal, ignoring them just as much as the giant form of Alastor between them. "Now we can go."

"No, you are not!" Emily flew to them, lifting her sword, but stopped when Lucifer flew right in front of her. "But they can't do that!" argued before he could say anything. "There was no permit or agreement for this Extermination. If you didn't know about it, then they just invaded Hell and are now kidnappig the king and his consort! That is not fair!"

"Oh, just so you know, I totally have the permission of Heaven to be here" said Michael, now sounding bored. "I would have come sooner if it weren't because I had to get it before."

"Heaven has no juridisction over Hell!"

"It does if it's necessary."

"What does that mean?!"

"It means shut up!" Michael groaned, rubbing his face. "Luci, control your fallen."

"She is the princess of Hell, you won't speak to her like that" Lucifer glared at the archangel, who returned the gesture with the same intensity, until Lucifer turned his gaze first. He floated over to Emily and put a hand on her shoulder. "Sweetie, you have to come back to Charlie and make sure the hotel is still standing. We are going to be okay, but you have to let us go."

"This is kidnapping" insisted Emily, still indignant herself but sounding less secure now. When Lucifer didn't waver at all, her eyes started to plead before opening her mouth again. "Papa, we just got you. Both of you."

"I know" Lucifer looked at his hands, trapped on that angelic restraint. He resolved that fuck it, that bullshit was not going to impede him to hug his daughter and he lifted his arms to bring Emily between them, patting her back. "I will try to bring us back as soon I can. I don't know what they want, but at least it doesn't seem they try to hurt us for now. I need to you to stay here and be strong for Charlie, okay? Tell her I am sorry."

Emily, after a while, wrapped him back.

"Are you sure there is nothing else we can do? Maybe I can use one of the stones?" whispered in a low voice.

The stones that had gotten them in a bunch of problem already. Frankly, if Lucifer could stop just thinking on those damned stones for one whole day then that was going to be a true blessing for him. But more than that, the stones made from her falling were not as powerful. If Heaven was already to their wit's end to do all of this, then who is to say they couldn't escalate if provoqued? Just the fact that Michael was there was enough to worry him. No matter how powerful Emily was on her own, Michael more than likely be able to just whipe the floor with her and Lucifer would never allow that to happen.

"No, it's fine. We will come on our own" assured, kissing her cheek and lifting his arms again. "Save those stones for an actual emergency. It be over sooner than later."

Emily still didn't looked convinced, eyeing at Michael like she still wanted to get a swing at his head, but she did end up nodding.

"Treat them well!" said to Michael with a frown. "It would do horrible for diplomatic relations if the king and his consort are mistreated!"

"Good grief, you sound like Gabriel" Michael groaned, turning around to pull on the chain of Lucifer. "Let's go. If I am not going to fight everyone, then too much time I have wasted already."

Alastor's form floated next to them, back to the portal. As they were about to appear on the other side, Lucifer realized that Emily was still floating there and he send him a little wave. Before the portal closed, he was relieved to see her wave back.

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lone star season 5 countdown tag game

grief week

thanks for the tags @lonestar-s5countdown @bonheur-cafe

To be honest, I saw the tag earlier and I was going to just ignore it because I have enough grief in my life to last *several* lifetimes... but then I saw other people's answers... and i want to play

I'll try to keep the trauma dumping to a minimum!

(1) Which character death in 911 Lone Star hit you the hardest? Both Gwyn and Gabriel fucked. me. up. Gwyn because it was such a cop out to kill her off because "lisa couldn't always be available to film". (It's called creativity Timothy, you use to explain characters' absence when actors aren't available) And Gabriel because I was 100% in denial that they'd go there right before tarlos were getting married - and I stayed up until stupid o'clock to watch live thinking it would be a cute wedding ep... AND THEN THEY KILLED HIM! It felt so unfair storywise too - what do you mean you kill off carlos' dad just when he's starting to 'repair' his relationship with him?! (and also I'd lost my mother less than a year before - after losing my father in 2011 - and was still dealing with the shitshow that followed so it all hit kind of too close to home)

(2) What is your favourite grief-related moment in the show? I hate all grief related moments tbh. I ignore them, fast forward through the scenes as much as I can when watching the eps. HOWEVER the moment before Gabriel's funeral where TK helps Carlos with his tie is so soft and loving, I hate that the least. It's such a small intimate moment but those can mean the world.

(3) Do you think there will be a character death in season 5? If so, any guesses about who it might be? Unfortunately yes - I think it'll be Grace to "explain" Sierra not coming back.

(4) Which living character's death would destroy you the most? Buttercup! I didn't even want to start watching until I was sure they weren't killing off the dog at the end of season 1. As for the ones on two legs - probably tarlos. And most of the Catan crew.

(5) Which character's childhood trauma do you think was most significant in shaping them? Probably Carlos.The stuff he went through with his parents when he came out, and then marrying Iris just so he could be the son he thought he had to be - that fucked him up. And the way his sisters talked about Gabriel as the loving father and him not having any memories of that...there's a lot of potential story there. Hopefully they'll at least touch on some of that with him joining the rangers in season 5.

tagging - i have no idea who has and hasn't been tagged so i'm just going to @ some people and open tag for anyone who wants to play

as always, feel free to ignore

@theredandwhitequeen @oldfangirl81 @carlos-in-glasses @pimento-playing-hopscotch @welcometololaland

@mrs-corrections-78 @lemonlyman-dotcom @lightningboltreader @chicgeekgirl89 @bringingclawstoagunfight

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hii 8 and 12 for kai and gum I'm curious about her👀

hi hi :D Yippie! Asks for Gum! <3

8. Have they had struggles with their identity, be it due to internal or external reasons?

♡ Kai gets pulled in different directions when it comes to his orientation. Between not vocalizing how he feels about his friend and having to hide his identity from his family, feeling conflicted and somewhat gloomy is constant. As for Gum, yes but it's more like finding a safe space to be able to do that. She doesn't really feel comfortable being public about her identity simply because it pulls attention. However, if she has say Ares or Gabriel around, she feels a little more inclined to do so because she knows they'll keep her safe.

12. Does/did your oc ever wish they could change the way they are? Why? If it's in the past, how did they get over the feeling? (this can be about internalized homo/transphobia)

♡ Kai for sure wishes he could change things but that stems more from the internalized homophobia from attending church for such a long time. His fear of being rejected is what keeps him pushing his identity into hiding. Gum on the other hand doesn't wish she could change her identity but she wishes that she could change the way people view it. She knows that there's a severe misunderstanding of being a lesbian. Like there's men who think that maybe she hasn't found the one and terrible things like that.

[fumikomiyasaki]

Oc Families part 2

Part 1

Content warning for some abusive parents here... also gore and violence mentions on Rachels parents, Focusing on main dorms for now, Emmas mother I drew for the story, others are dead or other reasons I didn't show them.

Jade and Ophelia Von Loketon (Rubinas Parents)

Jade being a strict opera actor who is quite harsh to his daughters as well as demanding… to him they are not worth if they don't keep up the family legacy as well as he often threw cans if them if they denied his demands. Ophelia meanwhile made sure both Rubina and Saphirra looked at their best and mixed manipulation with compation…. she is also the one who suggested the arranged marriage thing… as well as she is the reason they both had the Tori blood. She was a Famous Romance movie actress but retired so she lives her dreams through her daughters

Opalon Grey (Rubinas Uncle)

Opalon Grey is a single man, Dectective at work and the only reason Rubina is still sane really... he often showed her around cases and gave her some normalcy in her life... she one day wants to be like him. And well her Sister Saphirra I mentioned at a former post before

Yui and Tadano Chunya (Pekos Parents)

Pekos proud parents who often support her merch concerts and are her biggest fans in general… they may spoil their daughter and often shelter her a lot from things but they mean very well… Yui is ignoring questions about that time her cells were stolen by a lab but if she were to meet Bolt she probably would accept him like a son, but her blue eyes are the reason why he has them too. Yui works in a clothing store while Tadano works in construction… Technically Yui could also be classified as Bolts mother cause from her cells he was created.

Suzy (Gregories former Caretaker)

A Jolly friendly woman who was the reason Greg grew up pretty happy and fine... after his parents left him on the streets Suzy found him and took him in, however one day he was forcefully taken away from her for Experiments... he hasn't met her again since then however among the teachers Miss Fumiko often reminds him of her.

Felicia and Yula Nerington (Tylers Family)

Felicia is Tylers biological mom while his dad is alive but divorced her cause of losing interest in her, so Felicia instead got married to Yula... a sickly but sweet woman that is the main reason why Tyler started with Sewing and making clothes... they both are very sweet and supportive of him but know he pushes himself too much for them.

Terry and Troy Nerington (Little Brothers)

Little gremlins, one hyper, the other a bit more held back but often repeats what his brother said... both have a faible for bugs and love collecting them-

Clive and Anjun Fuchsia (Rachels parents)

The Fuchsias married not for love but for Benefit... they were both keeping the lineage of this horrid family resulting in Rachel... Clive is a cannibalistic Yokai while Anjun is moreso eating souls... making them a duo to lure people into their palms and ruin lives... almost wiping out a whole village in their schemes... they are a business partners living in the mountains among a shrine... teaching their daughter to continue their morbid practise.

King Domenic and Queen Nephenee Ravenor (Gabrielle and Tesadelles parents)

The Royal King and Queen were beloved by the kingdom however the Queen wanted to make sure her daughters are proper ladies... things went different as Gabrielle had more intrest in sparring with her father and grew more and more a good warrior like him... and so her focus shifted on Tesadelle after Gabrielle proven she won't agree to an arranged marriage in a duel... They mean well but Nephenee is a bit too demanding of her kids as well as just wanted to continue the monarchy tradtion of the kindom while the king wanted to more let his daughters have fun.

Eldwin Ravenor (cousin)

In a universe where Gabrielle and Tesadelle have partners away from the kingdom, probably both of the sisters actually go with their partner… then who will be there to rule the Grimstone kingdom… another cousin who could manage the throne for them… he often was seen like a Twin brother to Gabrielle even if they are not brother and sister… Eldwin is a strong determined man in a similar age that Gabrielle who would make sure be to be a vigillant king.

Puretia and Fernand von Yltan (Andrews Parents)

Birthparents and Merchant aristocrats doing backdoor Deals to whipe out smaller Noblehouse, manipulating people around them for their gain. They are the sole Reason Louis family is gone... as well as see their many sons just as a supply... to at least keep one heir alive and loyal to them to take over.

Anslie and Huxley Renous (Aidens Parents)

Both from a rich family… however only those who could fight their way to their praise and authority were worthy… Aiden was the black sheep so… he foten had his mom yelling at him and his dad looking down at him in dissapointment… his Mom also often had the most insane ideas to push her children to the limit of sucess… hence everyone in the family wears suits cause she wanted them to become sucessfull and look clean.

Alfie, Ethan and Hunter Renous (Aidens Brothers)

Cruel towards Aiden since childhood… Hunters scar is from a fight he and Aiden had… Alfie always made sure to expose him when he did his stuff with his bad friend, Ethan was always like: "nobody will ever love you." Hunter was actually the least mean to him but still very judgemental but… he might be the most that still is regretting some stuff.

Daitan and Chitose Chealean (Media's parents)

Daitan was formerly a shinto priest who took his work very seriously while Chitose was supportive… at first they hoped Eleafy would grow up to be a good sucessor to their dad but after the kidnapping both grew paranoid and overprotective of Media… yet still they wanted Media to continue the work however Daitan was more understanding… stepped down one day from his job and let Media stop the Priest work cause he never really felt it… Chitose was less understanding of that choice of her husband and son but still wanted to support them… it however still leads sometimes to arguments between them.

As Media brought Aiden home Chitose also was Highly against adopting him but got sway by Daitan with the argument of "With our Original child we would have had two to take care of anyways… let him stay… he seems like we could get him on a better path in life… like we did with many in the past"

If it wasn't for Media his parents could have ended in the cult Ronnie had and Eleafy would have no chance of coming back… but i would see… the day Eleafy returns… Chitoses cold heart and paranoia would finally melt… and she will be much more loving again. Daitan is gentle and proud of his son Media though… he is the one calming his wife each time.

Osamu and Noboyuki Brawzer: (Teneras parents)

Noboyuki was a single dad for a while but after finally leaving the temple with Tenera he met Osamu, a former Samurai who been hurt too much in his life and just needed a gentle soul to guide him, which Noboyuki did well… the two went from close friends that care about another to lovers and Tenera herself also had the hope to find such a love without judging where someone came from on how they look as long as they love is real.

Noboyuki is 6800 years old at this point while Osamu is… technically a 2100 old being part of a species that lives long but not as long as his lover

Theodore Albright (Sindrens Dad)

Sucessfull business owner and famous among the Media, mister Albright hid from his daughter that his wife and her brother moved away after the scandals and instead told SIndren they died to protect his own shame... he does make his role as her dad well and does spoil her but... has it hard to face his problems

Fernando and Isadora Cenov (Mythras Parents)

They actually both got Mythra very young so they also still look much younger for being Parents… but also they keep their beauty well… Fernando is a passionate dancer, especially good at tango while Isadora excels more at Hip hop and also wishes once they got more money she can get more nicer clothing.

Urania and Galos Ferres ( Tarons parents):

Urania is an Alien and Galos a Fairy… resulting in the combo Taron is… they are the ones who build the space station and Urania similar to her brother unosis often makes small shows on the station… Taron hid from them about thier old mistakes about the past to not make them worry or dissapoint them… however they do know something bothers them… they are supportive and only want the best hoping they take over the station one day. (Bearbeitet)

[whataboutsimple]

Thinking about the angst thing you pointed out with triple trouble and I have an idea. Ever since Soren confronted Hadrian and Hadrian pointed out how Soren was a coward and all that, he’s been scared to meet Gabriel again so whenever he sees the warrior, he stays back and helps in ways that keeps him out of the picture like giving Gabriel materials, building things if they get destroyed whenever he’s not around, etc. He always makes sure that absolutely no one spots him, not even Ivor which is impressive considering how Ivor’s a ninja. The thing is though, Gabriel is well aware that it’s Soren because he would sometimes spot enderman hanging around and he knows Hadrian’s building style. However, he doesn’t mind or comment on it, if Soren wants to talk to him then he’ll wait as long as needed, he’s just glad that Soren is out and not always cooped up.

When an enderman returned with a block with a note on top of it that says thank you, Soren couldn’t help but cry.

Oh, that's actually a good one, dear Anon!

Surprised though someone actually pointed that out, but, ah, hear me out!

Gabriel was peacefully enjoying his moment of silence in the house, since both Hadrian and Romeo went out to gather some supplies for their "secret present" for him.

Remembering that, Warrior chuckled, thinking about how silly his boyfriends are. He still doesn't know if their presence in his life is a miracle or a curse. He wasn't alone anymore, actually almost never alone, but on other hand there was so much more chaos since they've become a thing..

Suddenly he heard a knock on the door. That's strange. Romeo and Hadrian always had keys with themselves, so who could it be? Stretching his arms a bit, he let out a soft "Coming!" before going to open the door.

Of course he wasn't ready for the guest he received there. His old friend, Soren, was standing and shaking a bit, probably from the rain outside. Hm.. he hasn't heard any rain when he was inside. Soren looked up at him, almost as if surprised he opened the door.

Gabriel took a step back, inviting redhead inside and closing the door after him. They didn't change any words between them, only an understanding silence. Warrior almost immediately took wet jacket from Soren, hanging it to dry out. He gently his head pocked to the kitchen, before going there, knowing for sure Architector will follow him.

Silence was hard, probably a bit awkward, but he knew better than pushing poor ginger to something. As always, Gabriel will give him his time to gather some thoughts and words. After all, he was famous for his patience.

"Thank you."

Gabriel hummed questioningly, taking two ready cups of tea and putting them down on the table, before sitting on the chair near the architect.

"For being so.. so forgiving as always.."

Soren didn't had a strength to look Warrior in the eyes. He was afraid to see there something he wouldn't like, but.. would understand — "I-i know the whole WitherStorm is my fault and- and the fact that I left you alone and-"

"Now shush there for a moment." — Gabriel shook his head, gently taking Soren's hand in his "I don't think WitherStorm is your fault. None of us do. If anything, all of our actions lead to that moment. We all participated in creating this monster that way or another." — he sighed, looking down — "We can't blame you or Ivor for that. If anything, I should be the one to apologize."

"What-"

"I should've known better than letting y'all go like that. Probably should've done more to stop all of those fights in the group. And sure as hell I shouldn't have let you lie about the EnderDragon."

"Gabriel, I- what? No." — the Architect gripped Gabriel's hand, forcing him to look up — "Please don't tell me you've been thinking like that since the moment Order split up." — something shiny brushed in swordsman eyes — "Gabriel, you're the only one who actually done anything to keep us all friends, to keep us- and people- safe. You're literally the only member who deserves to be called a Hero."

Soren shook his head, leaning closer to the Warrior and capturing him in a tight hug — "When I said thank you I meant it." — he pocked his nose into the crook of Gabriel's neck, feeling like swrodsman returned the hug with twice a strength — "You showed us who we were before all the "Hero" stuff. That we were friends. And even if we have some problems right now, we willing to fix it, and to made it up to you. Thank you, Gabriel."

—

It took some time for both Romeo and Hadrian to gather so needed materials. Being in mines, they were unaware of upcoming storm and literally run to their house, though they still got pretty wet.

Entering inside, Romeo was almost ready to call out for his future fiance, but quickly shut his mouth seeing the picture before his eyes.

Gabriel and his friend- Soren his name was?- were sleeping on the couch, hugging pretty tightly. Looks like ginger also got in the rain, huh?

Shaking his head, Romeo silently went upstairs looking for a blanket to cover them both.

Hadrian felt conflicted. Part of him wanted to tease Soren yet again, maybe remind him how he always leaves those who cares about him, including Gabriel. But other part told him to shut the fuck up and let his darling to enjoy moment of rest.

And so he did, after turning off the lights as soon as Romeo put on the blanket over two friends.

They silently went away in their room, fighting for who will be sleeping on the floor since there will be no Gabriel between them.

[sgt-scottymoreau]

Behind the nickname

Summary: Scotty as mamy nicknames from the people around her. But it seems like a pattern or an unspoken rule revolves around some of them. One particular. Ghost is about to find out the meaning of it.

Warning: None

Words: 1.3k // Masterlist

A/N: This was supposed to be a very small fic, turning into an above the 1k one. Welp. Also, although it is in my plan to visit Keukenhof (I tried this year but schedule didn't work out BUT next year for sure!) I haven't gone yet and so I was very vague on the description of it. Not helped that timeline wise they would have visited in 1997, what did the park even looked like back then?! Anyway, just a little fluff fic! Oh, Scotty's kid/baby pictures are inspired by my own.

“Auntie, what was the thing I was supposed to say if grandma was about to embarass you?” Nicolas asked as soon as his head popped in the door frame of the kitchen.

Camille lifted her head from the drawing she was making with Mathéo, rather confused. “I don’t remember, why?”

“Grandma is about to show an album to Uncle Ghost.”

“What! SHI- Mom!” Camille dropped her pen, jumped off the chair as if it was on fire, the said chair creaking loudly on the floor. The woman passed her nephew, almost shoved him out of the way in the wall. “Sorry Nic!” The two brothers looked at each other confused. 

Scotty arrived in the living room out of breath, hands crisped on the doorframe and sadly too late. Suzanne was seated with Ghost next to her, him half bent to check on the album she had placed on her and his laps. He lifted his head, a grin behind his mask. Despite being considered family, he wasn’t too comfortable yet to show more of his face. Yet she could still see the glimpse of amusement in his eyes when their gaze crossed. “A little hippie? That’s adorable.” 

“Shut it, Riley. That was for the carnaval, my mom did a great job on the costume.” Scotty rolled her eyes and joined them. She saw the picture he was commenting on. She was maybe five or six, all smiling with baggy pants and white long sleeve shirt, a too big headband on her forehead decorated with a peace sign, and a necklace with an even bigger one. In retrospective, she found herself ridiculous in this, however Ghost wasn’t so wrong, it was also adorable.

“Oh wait, this one is my favorite!” Suzanne said pointing at a picture on the next page. On this one Scotty was around the age of two, a cup of chocolate mousse in her hand and a nice little chocolate mustache on her face. “Her first time trying mousse. It was a mess to clean.”

“Mom, please!”

“Don’t be so embarrassed, tulip.” Henri chimed in from behind his newspaper. “She hasn’t shown him you naked in your first bath at least. Well, not like the young man hasn't seen you naked already.”

“Papa!” Scotty almost shrieked, face turning red.

“Henri! Pour l’amour de Dieu!” For the love of God. Her mother agreed on the boldness her husband just showed. The glare she gave him meant a thousand words. He cleared his throat and adjusted his newspaper, making himself as small as he could in the seat. Ghost was sitting there with a smile spread on his face. It was funny to see them like this. However, a little something caught his attention and the question burned his tongue. It wasn’t the first time he heard them calling her that way. Actually it seemed they were the only ones to do it. He never heard her sister or nephews use it.

“Why do you call her tulip?” He simply asked. There was a small silence. Not the awkward kind. The look Camille gave to her mom silently begged her to not tell the whole story. But the woman had none of it. She waved at her daughter to take a seat because if this man wanted to know the story behind the nickname he would have the whole story.

“It was her first word.”

*****

It has been a long road trip from their town to the Netherlands. Especially with two young kids. Luckily one of them slept almost the entire three hour ride. Gabrielle was getting restless near the end and as soon as the car stopped in the parking lot she was ready to jump out and stretch her legs. She was already working on the seatbelt keeping her restrained. Her mother was quick to tell her to wait till her dad would do it. Suzanne stretched her back, went on the other side of the car and took care of the baby who was slowly waking up from her slumber. 

Anyone would have wondered why a florist who would see flowers on the daily, work with them, arrange bouquets for all occasions five days a week would want to travel such a long distance to see flowers. Simply because Keukenhof had a reputation to have one of the best gardens of many species of plants. Although mainly known for its field of tulips, her favorite. 

It had been awhile since the whole family had been able to do something together, for once that Henri was home, Suzanne appreciated having all her loved ones together. To make it a better day, the sun was shining bright, not a single cloud in the sky. She couldn’t ask for anything better. Little Camille started to wiggle in her seat, smiling as her mother lifted her up and placed her in the scarf. The woman wrapped the rest around and secured the cloth in her back. Her daughter was facing away from her so she could see the world around them. Once everyone was ready, the family headed to the entrance eager to start their walk in the park and see what beauty it had to offer. Gabrielle held both her parents' hands, skipping happily as they walked down the path, already seeing some beautiful composition and arrangement here and there. The mix of different colors was pretty making up for very nice pictures. Henry took a few of them hoping they would turn out good once developed. He was never the best photographer in the family. 

“Mom, when do baby speak? Because all Camille does is…” She imitated the babbling her sister always did. Camille wiggled in the scarf with a small laughter. 

“It depends, but probably soon.” Her mother replied. Suzanne was stroking the baby’s cheek and Camille was more than eager to bite on her finger. Her mother’s reaction made both girls giggle. The family kept walking around till they found themselves in front of a small field of tulips. Suzanne’s favorite. 

Gabrielle went ahead to check on the small pond followed by her father who better keep an eye on her. The wind gently blew in the field, allowing some sensation of cool as the day was getting hotter. For a spring day, it was warmer than expected. Carefully, Suzanne crouched at the flowers level. Gently her fingers brushed on the soft petals. Camille whined a little from the change of position before extending her arms, trying to grab at the flowers. The woman moved her out of the scarf to be more comfortable sitting on her laps. “Carefully sweetie. They are pretty, aren’t they? These are tulips.”

“Too-pip!”

“What?” Suzanne looked at her daughter surprised. Camille repeated the word, hand reaching for the flower. It suddenly hit her that she just spoke her first word! A wide smile grew on her lips and called up her husband, happy to share the news! 

*****

“It’s Henry who then started to call her Tulip afterwards. It became our nickname for her.” Suzanne’s fingers lingered on a picture of a baby Camille sitting with a background of tulip. “Surprisingly, Camille grew to also love these flowers. Alright I think I embarrassed her enough for today.” She closed the album, put it back where it belonged, just in time when her grandkids came to ask if they could go buy some ice cream to the store. Scotty proposed herself and Ghost to take them. It would be nice to take a breath of fresh air, they could easily walk there.

As the two boys walked four steps ahead of them, Ghost leaned closer to her, his hand taking hers. 

“Too-pip uh? That's a good call sign, I like it.” He teased. 

“Don’t you even dare mention this to anyone. This is between you and me, you take this to your grave!”

“As you wish, Too-pip.” Scotty elbowed him hard in the side, but it was worth the laugh.

[heartfulselkie]

Love Letters too?

So this is an idea that's been sitting in the back of my mind for a long time and I got to thinking about it again recently thanks to discord conversations.

This AU comes from me thinking about this concept art and some discussion about it that was floating around awhile back.

Basic premise is that this is a non-Miraculous AU Adrien and Felix are twins. Felix is more or less the same as he is in canon except he obviously lives in Paris and attends the same school as the Miracuclass.

However in this AU Adrien has never gone to public school because of a disability/often poor health. (I'm still trying to decide what exactly but I've been considering chronic fatigue/balance problems.) Because of this, he's homeschooled and housebound a lot of the time unless he's doing photoshoots etc. because Gabriel is still worst parent to ever parent.

Through some shenanigans (and Felix's reluctant involvement) Adrien and Marinette become anonymous pen pals. Even though they don't know the face behind the letters they receive, they become very attached to each other through those letters.

Here's a little snippet from my drabbles:

With the envelopes safely in hand though, Adrien could now take his time in appreciating them. He smiled as his thumb traced over the embossed shape of a sticker. It was how she sealed them. A cute sticker to hold the envelope closed, which he would then meticulously open again so that the stick would remain intact. He couldn’t help but smile as he looked at the envelopes in hand, reminding himself of which particular decorative seal they had. One had a pink flower, another had a peach coloured macaroon and the last had a little black cat face. He chuckled at the cat in particular, because he suspected that it hadn’t always been black but had in fact been coloured in by her. He would read each letter in turn, but it was that one he went for first. Cher Chaton, The suggestions you made to my latest project were just what I needed. You were right for me to need to step back and look at it with a fresh eye. I finally figured out where I was going wrong and now the dress is finally coming together! And I know you suggested green (yes I got your hints about it being one of your favourite colours) but I think lime green would be a bit too much. But don't worry Minou, I still listened to you. Green makes an excellent accent colour with black after all. Adrien smile grew as he continued to read through the letter. Her writing, while a little bit smudged and wobbly in places, was so precise in its detail and description that he could easily imagine the dress she'd been toiling over for the better part of a month now. It helped that he knew what a mermaid skirt was or a Peter Pan collar was, but even so he could visualise her delicate fingers meticulously sewing the fabric together.

I've spoken about this AU before, but it has has gone through a lot of shifts and changes sicne then. Mainly I've been reconsidering if I want it to be a non-Miraculous AU or not, because keeping the kwamis and miraculous involved does open up for more love square fun.

There was also a number of ideas the I lifted from my original concept for this AU and transferred to one of my other fics, since that fic gave way more space and scope for those ideas to work.

Sadly this fic just hasn't taken a forward spot in my active WiP rotation. I do really want to write it, but I want to make sure I do a fair job depicting Adrien's disability and struggles. Something like that just takes time and research (such as making sure that whatever disability I give him works narratively among other things) and I'd hate to do it poorly.

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