Dinner Soon Then More Writing 😈 I Wanna Get Loads Of Replies Done Now Bc I Plan To Play Tlou Later

Closed my eyes for a sec, opened them, and there he was uhm

Destiel long distance would never work because Cas would never answer his phone, and Dean has abandonment issues and a car

Ayo Edebiri as Sydney Adamu in THE BEAR (2022-) 03x09 | "Apologies"

Sarah immediately grins at the confirmation, warm and friendly. A lot of her old shirts weren't really her style anymore, leaning more towards copying Maria's style now they'd settled in Jackson. She didn't have to make do with a more childish style anymore, taking whatever they found that fit her - it seemed her old clothes were either teenaged or something an old man would wear. Gross.

" Hey, hey, it's okay. I don't mind at all, " Sarah is quick to reassure, hand settling on her hip as she looks Hannah up and down approvingly. " It suits you more anyways. You should keep it – in fact, I bet I have tons of old stuff I can give you back at my place. " They were a sharing community anyways, always trading or borrowing due to resources being limited. Not like they could go down to the mall anymore.

" Seriously, come back to ours and I'll give you a whole new wardrobe. Free of charge. "

@fracturals: ❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜ ( sarah miller, au where she lives )

"Maybe." She is. It's the right size too, such a nice change from all the crap she's found in the last few months. "Your dad's fault, Miller. He said I could." Not that Sarah seems mad about it, but she'd like to make clear she's not a thief. "Mine got all bloodied up... not my blood. Not people's blood. I slipped on a dead crawler, super gross... Is this okay? I'll wash it before I give it back."

Caring & Reassuring Sentences, Vol. 5

(Sentences from various sources for muses that care for each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"There's no point in fighting battles you can't win."

"Maybe you should tell me what's bothering you?"

"Relax. You can't see everything coming."

"Not every choice will be like this one."

"Are you really okay?"

"I've always thought of you as one of the good ones."

"It's okay to get angry once in a while."

"You look like you could use some company?"

"I don't tell you stuff because you don't want to know, but I'm there for you. I have always been there for you."

"I'm going to fix you."

"Guilt does a lot of damage."

"I miss her too, you know."

"You can't save everyone."

"Relax. This is a matter of inconvenient timing, that's all."

"I think you have been afraid all your life."

"I know you're screwed up - I know you are always gonna be screwed up - but you're the most incredible man I've ever known."

"Do you need a hug?"

"You don't have to check to see if I'm judging you. I'm not."

"People make a lot of bad choices when they're confused."

"You're too hard on yourself. You always have been."

"You must not blame yourself for anything that happened in this house."

"I mean, everybody panics. Everybody. Things get tense, you panic. It's human nature."

"You don't need to fake anything. You're better than that."

"Have you any idea how much I've missed you?"

"I could help. Whatever this is, it's eating away at you. We could get past it together."

"This must be a lot for you to process."

"We all make mistakes, and we all pay a price."

"You're a good man. Anybody can see that."

"Sometimes things go wrong, no matter what we promise. There are things in this world that we can't control, but we do our best, hm?"

"How are you really in the grand scheme of things?"

"Look, everybody knows there's something wrong with them. They just don't know what it is."

"Will you hold me? Just for a moment."

"Life never turns out the way you think it will."

"We all want to be saved. Sometimes, it's just from ourselves."

"I know you better than you know yourself."

"All change is bad? It's not true, you know."

"You’re not in any trouble. There is nothing to fear."

"If you don't want to talk about it, why don't you write about it instead?"

"I always understood, you know, and I have forgiven you. You just need to forgive yourself."

"If emotions made you act rationally, then they wouldn’t be called emotions, would they?"

"Why do you think that people would treat you worse if they knew the truth?"

Daniel watches the smoke fade into the air with shadowed eyes, purple smudges underneath too purple and prominent to be anything other than from a lack of sleep. His fingers itch to grab a cigarette of his own, but the inevitable crash out from his dad if he went home smelling like smoke (again) wasn't worth it.

The teen sighs, fingers picking at the worn sleeves of his shirt. " Just family stuff. Arguing, y'know – and dad's got a lot going on at work so it's... yeah. " Daniel clears his throat awkwardly. The divorce wasn't his favorite subject - and going between two households was proving difficult. Didn't help that his dad complained about every normal teenage thing Daniel did – the joy of having a cop for a father.

@fracturals gets a starter :)

Michael sat down, cigarette between his lips as per usual. " You look terrible." He said, blowing smoke out into the cool night air. " I told you not sleeping would catch up with you." He skipped sleep sure but at least he had eyeliner to cover up with. " What's going on with you anyways?"

having some lunch and then I'm in the mood to write!!

6x01, exile on main street gamblenatural, 23/29

Human detectives?

Ah. Certainly not an earthly being then. Considering his demeanor and the ability to remain somewhat civil, it put a higher bet on the angelic side rather than the demonic. Even having fallen, Lucifer could typically recognise the faces of his siblings, having spent enough time with them before being cast out – and when stuck for millennia with only demons and tortured souls for company, one thinks a lot of their family.

But this was not any he recognised – and in the same vein, they clearly didn't recognise him. Even those siblings that had supported his fall, had been on Michael's side through everything, they didn't react THIS way. They knew his face without Lucifer having to mention his name, or devil status. It didn't add up, a trickier mystery than some of the Detective's cases.

It was curious enough of a situation to keep Lucifer standing there, rather than resuming his previous mission of heading back to the precinct to assist Chloe on her case. He had no qualms with the other being in LA, so long as there was no interference with the Detective's life. Only then would Lucifer deem it fit to intervene himself.

No, Lucifer simply found his not-sibling interesting. That was until Gadreel claimed he ' wasn't the real Lucifer Morningstar. ' The devil spluttered at the accusation. " Excuse you, " Lucifer starts, indignant. " I am very much the REAL Lucifer Morningstar, thank you very much. "

Hands settle on his hips, lips downturned into a disapproving frown at the impeachment of his honour. It almost made him miss the implications of the other's words – this not-sibling before him wasn't from this universe. A situation like his mother's, perhaps? An angel that had been in a separate dimension for some reason, one that had been brought back here for... what? Another ploy from dear old dad?

But a dimension with another Lucifer? That hardly added up. Their dad hardly cared for the original Lucifer, let alone would have any interest in making another – especially one that sounded so... deceitful.

" Okay, there's clearly been some sort of confusion here. I'm not certain what's happened with you, nor who you are, but I have no intentions of fooling you. Lying isn't really my thing, you see. Scouts honour. " Lucifer holds up his fingers, imitating the gesture he'd seen Chloe do with her offspring. " But if you need help, I'd be willing to extend a favour. Just this once. "

He felt different -- - yet didn't everything? He was in a universe that wasn't his own, wasn't his home. Maybe he should've been thankful, waking up anywhere after sacrificing himself for the sake of humanity hadn't exactly been his first thought, yet there he was. No longer encased in another cell all over again, but not on his Father's Earth either, nor amongst his brothers and sisters. But somewhere else. Another Earth, one with another version of his Father, perhaps? Other versions of his brothers and sisters?

Was there another him? Was there another Gadreel wandering around here or locked away in Heaven?

Right now, it didn't matter. All he wanted was to get away from the deceiver, the serpent of lies, of deceiver, terrified of being wrapped around his little finger. He took another step back, brows hardened as he stared at him, anger furrowing those stern brows that were so commonly creased with concentration, yet were now pinched with a flickering fury he hadn't felt since he'd set eyes upon Thaddeus on Earth. His Earth.

That hadn't gone well either. For Thaddeus, at least.

"Detective douche...?" The angel blinked in confusion, shaking his head. Was that a reference to something? "I don't know who that is. Nor am I familiar with any human detectives." He told him straight, his breathing harder, rougher as he backed away even further. He was cut off here, still fallen, strong enough to defend himself, to fight back, but he was still injured, still wounded from the fall, and so this Lucifer would make light work of him if he needed to.

If he was so lucky -- - if it was his Lucifer, he imagined he'd do far worse than the mercy of death. Ironically, just like their Father.

"I know the real Lucifer Morningstar. My brother. The Lucifer of my world... my home." His vessel's upper lip trembled at the mere thought of him. "You will not fool me. Not as he did... I have paid for my mistakes. I will not be led astray again."