#posts courtesy of my spn rewatch

[theboykingsmichaelsword]

no thoughts head empty just s4!sam fresh from a session with ruby and still keeping secrets from dean watching his older brother snoring quietly in the dark and thinking how gordon was right, he should've killed himself a long time ago before he could become this thing that confides in demons and lies to his brother but more damningly can't stop wishing it was him sucking salvation from dean's blood like communion that night in the factory instead of vamp!gordon

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SPN: been asleep for most of my life (snippet)

This fic was supposed to be short and then it decided to have a life of it's own so it'll be five-hundred years before I finish it since I have to actually rewatch basically seasons 5-12 courtesy of deciding to include Castiel/Crowley as one of the pairings ~_~

So I decided to post the first... chapter? (I haven't decided if it's gonna be chaptered yet) which is what started this whole idea. Sigh.

Tags: Dean/Lucifer, s15 spoilers, s15e19 “Inherit the Earth” canon divergent, soulmates

It's a slow coming-to for Lucifer. The Empty is... rather unkind of a place, an entity, an... everything. Especially after... well. Especially after Jack.

He sways in his vessel and it takes time to fully reorient, but when he does, he's confronted with the unholy abomination that is his Father.

“Oh, great,” he drawls, groaning.

“Hey, son.”

“What do you want?” Lucifer sneers. “I'm sure you didn't bring me back just to catch up. And you only ever want something from me.”

“True,” Chuck agrees easily, and Lucifer can't hide his visible flinch at the open honesty revealed. “I need something done and my options were limited. You've always got that go-getter attitude of your brothers. Raphael, well, he might have the potential, but I don't have the same... leverage on him.”

Lucifer's hands curl into fists. “You don't have leverage on me.”

“Don't I?” Chuck asks, looking down as he picks at his nails. His voice is a lilt. “Not even your, mm, soulmate?”

“Oh, you mean 'my soulmate' that you drafted into existence?” He scoffs, looking away. “Screw off.”

Chuck laughs. “You think I—I wrote the soulmate system into play? That I went through and paired up every single human, demon, angel—even some monsters—and continued to do so? That's so... needlessly... a waste of my time, truly. No, no, I—”

He laughs again. “I didn't create soulmates. They... were an evolutionary... rebellion. You should appreciate that.” He grins, slow, easily, pleased like he's able to fully watch and understand the crisis he's causing Lucifer. “Lucifer, I didn't make Dean Winchester your soulmate.”

Lucifer shakes his head even as he feels his whole life—his entire existence—narrow down to one instant, one useless, minuscule truth. His voice cracks as he says, “It doesn't matter.”

“And why is that?”

Lucifer bristles, his eyes flashing. “You think I haven't heard the 'gossip' of the Empty? I mean my—my son imploded and boy did the Empty have a throwdown with Death, tore that wretch apart!” He's feeling his own laughter bubble up and out of control, taking over him, and it floods into the pitch of his voice as he spreads his arms out. “But there's allll that talk about all your worlds, and their destruction. And, you know, that you want some grand plan for your last favorite world. So no, it doesn't matter,” he bellows, “because I know everything will be gone.”

Chuck takes a few steps closer to Lucifer, gaze elsewhere. Casual.

“You know, I tried with Michael. To get him to do what I needed. He, like you, refused.” He sweeps his eyes up to Lucifer. There's a snap-sizzle to the air. “So I took Adam. His soulmate. No Heaven, no Hell for the kid. Non-existence. Like he was never there, never once connected to Michael.”

Another two steps and he's right before Lucifer, looking up at him, voice so, so nonchalant.

“And for a soul to suddenly no longer exist... it's painless, sure. But it's... eternal pandemonium. The soul keeps trying to reassert itself because it knows it belongs in the universe, it calls out to every and any past version of itself, but they're all gone too. It can never find peace, and the void of the Empty doesn't come close.”

Chuck smiles, sharp. “It's the worst thing I am capable of.”

Lucifer bows his head and closes his eyes.

He's never quite had sympathy for Michael, but he thinks he might now.

Torn from him, he says, “What do you require of me, Father?”

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Anyway this came about because I was irritated at Lucifer working with Chuck.

Spoilers: Adam will be fine.

And I’m at least trying to talk through Dean/Cas because I can’t just ignore that.

But yeah it’ll be awhile. Not sure if this will be my priority after lost in the lapse again gets posted of if I’ll focus on the How to Form Soulbonds and Lose Friends story. Both decided to explode so who knows.

[dollhousemary]

[insertmediahere]natural

(not all the ones I’ve seen, just all the ones I’m personally interested in or have made posts for)

lesmisnatural

waitressnatural

spiringawakeningnatural

intothewoodsnatural

^^ and for all encompassing, musicalnatural

lostnatural

bojacknatural

newgirlnatural

gilmoregirlsnatural

jukeboxnatural

frankensteinnatural

littlewomennatural

housenatural

magnusnatural

whonatural (oh god 2/3 of superwholock wtf am i doing here)

prideandprejudicenatural

crazy ex-spn (courtesy of katebushstandean, thank you for the stroke of genius)

corpsebridenatural

goodplacenatural

russiandollnatural

oanatural

13goingon30natural

moulinrougenatural

gravityfallsnatural

buffynatural (I have never seen buffy but every post I see with this makes me feel insane)

fireflynatural (I’ll have more thoughts on this when I get further in my rewatch)

brokebacknatural

startreknatural

hillhousenatural

blymanornatural

now i kinda wanna make a list of all the different [insertthinghere]natural concepts i’ve thought of.....hm...