Lucifer's Dreamwalking

[endoftheverse]

 

Comment here with your character in the middle of a dream while sleeping at night, and Lucifer will appear.

(He will be appearing at random to new CR, just looking around for company...!

But can also be summoned into dreams after any praying that is directed to 'angels' or to Lucifer directly.)

Comments

[venatoris]

[ It's true; Lucifer doesn't lie. Not that Dean has had many extensive conversations or interactions with him, but still. Honestly, sometimes Lucifer actually speaks sense and that is far scarier than lies.

But that's why the words cut, because they're true. Dean isn't perfect, never claimed to be, but he really...really fucked all this up. Like, on a global catastrophe kind of scale. He should have picked up the phone, he should have brought Sam back into his life, he should have said yes to Michael--

God, there's so many things he'd fix, he'd change if only he was given the chance. ]

Shut up, shut up.

[ He clutches the little body tighter, closer to him, lips pulling back in a snarl.

The problem is Lucifer isn't wrong - he's not wrong; Dean pushed him away, told him to pick a hemisphere, and they stayed apart. They're weaker apart, stronger together. ]

No. [ The last part, though. That strengthens him a little, and he looks up, face flushed in anger and emotion. ] I'm his family. And yeah, I messed up. But I'm here, and I'm not gonna mess up again. So if you really wanna take him over, you're gonna have to go through me.

[endoftheverse]

[Lucifer looks down at the scene with pity in his eyes.

People think he's a heartless monster, but — well. He's always had a sliver of a soft spot for Sam Winchester. And you can't have a sliver of a soft spot for Sam Winchester without an additional sliver of sympathy for the brother he had become so terribly devoted to. Dean Winchester is a stubborn, ornery, frustrating fool of a human being who had miscalculated most steps in his life.

And he will continue paying the prices for those steps.

No, Lucifer isn't heartless. Not completely. He'll be sure to kill Dean Winchester with some small measure of disappointment that it had to be this way, after he paints the town a little red, stretches his wings.]

Dean, Dean, Dean... I'm sorry. But I've already taken him.

[The small body in Dean's arms is suddenly empty air. Lucifer's carrying Sammy's lifeless figure, now, too much like how a father would carry his son to bed; the head of unruly, bloodied hair is tucked under Lucifer's chin, and the arms hang limp. He almost looks like he's just tired.

He is just tired.]

We know how this ends, Dean. But don't worry — I'll take good care of him.

[Lucifer vanishes.

He leaves Dean with the hounds.]