fear me not

“Look, I honestly..didn’t even know ok?” Nathaniel put his hands up in defense though, against the fallen archangel Lucifer, his best defense was to bend over and take it in the ass. “Self defense..guy came at me first..” 

He smiled and laughed a little at the others final statement, though he was still wary of any tell he should fly; and fast. 

“You’re uh, you’re lookin’ good. Yeah, suits you..” Nathaniel nodded towards the other and smiled. 

Lucifer held his index finger against his slightly buckled lips, pretending to listen. 

“Yeah I understand. You had no other choice.”

With not more than three fast steps, Lucifer stood right next the other, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Playing nice was the devil’s favorite part.

“Oh, boy for a second I really thought we had a problem N-... What was your name again, friend. It’s been so long.”

The fallen angel was well aware of who he was talking too; but in other people’s minds he always had been a myth. Someone who just appeared when he felt the need to. Everyone knows the name, no one knows the the creature behind it. For him there was no need to know every fly in god’s wide lands; still he does..

“I haven’t got time for this Mickey Mouse bullshit!”

Gary Oldman photographed by Boo George. [x]

That laugh. He knew it, a bit off, different tone maybe..but the general body of it rung the same in his head. 

Lucifer. 

Nathaniel turned slowly to face the man, sizing him up and though the vessel looked harmless; the angel inside was not. 

“No.” He chuckled and licked the blood off his lips and stood up straight, facing the other now. “I suppose that’s true, but..I realized that I’d messed up when the last breath from this guy..” he kicked the body’s leg. “..was an utterance to you..assuming he’s - was..one of yours?”

“Oh that’s... that’s great.” 

He clicked his tongue, eyeing the lifeless figure on the ground.

“You run around killing my allies. Well done.” Cold burning eyes flickerd over the angels body. Why was everyone so naive? Lucifer knew several ways how his doings could be stopped. Ways some of his enemies also knew about; but no one ever had really seemed to try. Lucifer always came back someone; in a different form. 

“Wanna know how much I care? Not at all. Okay you won. Not an easy task I admit... but I can always get my hand on knew soldiers.”

I know this sign is supposed to be anti-equal rights but I can’t help but read it as pro-Satan.

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                         “..I fucked up..” 

“One time more or less won’t change a thing, big boy.”

Amduscias, patient as ever, waited until the Lightbringer had finished her rant. He could not consider himself impressed. He had heard it all before. Personally, he was not one against delusions but he didn’t need other people’s make-believe forced down his throat. He had long given up believing in anyone other than himself. Lucifer was no beacon of hope for him. 

“Yes, I know how it feels. I’ve been going through this for as long as you have. But I learned to roll with it. If it is darkness we are having, let it be extravagant! I am always glad to romanticize the fuck out of this overgrown torture chamber but it remains what it is, Lucifer. Maybe I have just mastered the art of feeling at home on my throne of bones.”

The fallen angel buried the head in her hands. Angry mumbling escaped her mouth as if she was talking to someone else but Amduscias. This was not the life she’d been created for. One of the thrones beside god was abandoned, the throne were Lucifer should sit. She did not regret her doings nor would she ever look back, wishing that all this never happened..  The fallen angel just wanted to leave her fathers shadow.

“There is no corner of this place I’m not already sick of. Romanticizing this mess? We’re trapped till the end of everything. There’s nothing left to romanticize for me. I outgrew my throne eons ago.  There’s more, not only for me but for you too Amadeus. The world of the humans, is what I desire to rule. A world full of physical and mental pleasures, different too those we now. Have you never felt the desire to escaped your old existence, Amadeus?” 

“Honey, the carpet is white, it’s rather obvious. I don’t mind cleaning it up, as long as you left some for me.”

“I’ve seen worse. Oh, are we greedy today, hmm?”

“Isn’t it just? But the only one who seems to be lacking dedication is the very person who decided to leave Hell to its own devices, expecting it to run smoothly as if it ever had before. You want information? Inform yourself, Lucifer. That’s your job. Everyone else is busy.”

“Watch your tone, Amadeus. Have you already forgotten where your place is? I do as I please. Not you nor anyone else can command me! If I decide to leave, I leave. Next time I may leave forever. Hell would fall apart without me.”