"what is your name?"
asked by Anonymous

You really don’t know the answer to that?

"Wanna fuck up with some people's minds?"
asked by its-ruby-bitches-deactivated201

Now that sounds like fun. Anyone you want to mess in particular, or just a general… *shrugs* civilization as a whole?

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Sam shallowed and bit his lip. He knew what the angel was talking about and thank god he couldn’t remember.

“Soyou are here for a refreshment? Sorry, didn’t plan my day like this.”

"And you think a little plan can’t be changed around a bit?" Lucifer smirked as he appeared right in front of Sam, head tilting to the side as the archangel observed the human. Sam felt just slightly different now than he’d been before the Cage—than he’d been in the Cage—but as far as Lucifer was concerned, that didn’t matter much. Sam Winchester was still his. 

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"Lucifer. I'm bored. Let's do something, you are always fun."
asked by its-ruby-bitches-deactivated201

Well you know I’m always here to help take away that boredom. 

What’d you have in mind?

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Lucifer just stood there, watching the one who’d been made so perfectly for him. Of course there may have been a few… difficulties. A strong will and a fight within Sam Winchester that wasn’t easily put down. But then, Lucifer had expected nothing less from someone who was so much like himself.

Had Sam just up and surrounded, up and fallen, the archangel was sure he would have been… disappointed.

 When Sam was researching something about their new case and about to get himself a new cup of coffee, he suddenly felt a cold presence as he passed the small couch in the motel room. Confused, he walked past it again  until he was sure that it couldn’t be explaned by an open window or fridge.

“Lucifer…?” he asked into the room, raising his eyebrows in question.

Lucifer stepped from the shadowed corner, moving towards the couch that Sam had passed by. Twice. “Hello, Sam,” he said, standing besides the hunter with a grin on his face. “Did you miss me?”

 Sam sighed, he was right. Of course it was him.

 ”Awfully” he said with sarcasm and then continued his walk towards the kitchen to refill his coffee. When stopped pretending to pour his coffee slowly so he didn’t have to look into Lucifer’s eyes, he urned around and faced the man, demon, whatever.

“I’d ask you what you want, but I think I already know it.”

Still smiling, he watched as the hunter moved around the room. Lucifer stood, arms crossed, and leant against the doorframe. “Oh you do, do you, Sam?” he asked. “You think you know everything about this, do you?” The archangel uncrossed his arms, taking a few steps closer as he spread his arms. “Then enlighten me to the great truth.”

“What’s there to know about? You want to use me as your great vessel so you can kill your family and play with the world as your toy box.” He was furious now, leaning against the kitchen counter and fisting his cup.

“Or is there anything else, Lucy?”

“Vessel?” Lucifer frowned and waved a hand. “Been there, done that. Didn’t work out so well, and you know, Sam,” he said, the frown slowly being replaced with a slight smile. “Things are a lot more… interesting when I’m not actually inside you.” The archangel shrugged. “Well at least in the possession sense.”

 ”Inside…” He couldn’t mean in that way, could he? Sam took a few steps backwards. “I have no idea what you are talking about but if it is what I think it is then; no.”

"What? Don’t remember? Forgotten all those wonderful times already, Sam?" Lucifer frowned. "How disappointing." 

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Lucifer just stood there, watching the one who’d been made so perfectly for him. Of course there may have been a few… difficulties. A strong will and a fight within Sam Winchester that wasn’t easily put down. But then, Lucifer had expected nothing less from someone who was so much like himself.

Had Sam just up and surrounded, up and fallen, the archangel was sure he would have been… disappointed.

 When Sam was researching something about their new case and about to get himself a new cup of coffee, he suddenly felt a cold presence as he passed the small couch in the motel room. Confused, he walked past it again  until he was sure that it couldn’t be explaned by an open window or fridge.

“Lucifer…?” he asked into the room, raising his eyebrows in question.

Lucifer stepped from the shadowed corner, moving towards the couch that Sam had passed by. Twice. “Hello, Sam,” he said, standing besides the hunter with a grin on his face. “Did you miss me?”

 Sam sighed, he was right. Of course it was him.

 ”Awfully” he said with sarcasm and then continued his walk towards the kitchen to refill his coffee. When stopped pretending to pour his coffee slowly so he didn’t have to look into Lucifer’s eyes, he urned around and faced the man, demon, whatever.

“I’d ask you what you want, but I think I already know it.”

Still smiling, he watched as the hunter moved around the room. Lucifer stood, arms crossed, and leant against the doorframe. “Oh you do, do you, Sam?” he asked. “You think you know everything about this, do you?” The archangel uncrossed his arms, taking a few steps closer as he spread his arms. “Then enlighten me to the great truth.”

“What’s there to know about? You want to use me as your great vessel so you can kill your family and play with the world as your toy box.” He was furious now, leaning against the kitchen counter and fisting his cup.

“Or is there anything else, Lucy?”

"Vessel?" Lucifer frowned and waved a hand. "Been there, done that. Didn’t work out so well, and you know, Sam," he said, the frown slowly being replaced with a slight smile. "Things are a lot more… interesting when I’m not actually inside you." The archangel shrugged. "Well at least in the possession sense." 

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Lucifer just stood there, watching the one who’d been made so perfectly for him. Of course there may have been a few… difficulties. A strong will and a fight within Sam Winchester that wasn’t easily put down. But then, Lucifer had expected nothing less from someone who was so much like himself.

Had Sam just up and surrounded, up and fallen, the archangel was sure he would have been… disappointed.

 When Sam was researching something about their new case and about to get himself a new cup of coffee, he suddenly felt a cold presence as he passed the small couch in the motel room. Confused, he walked past it again  until he was sure that it couldn’t be explaned by an open window or fridge.

“Lucifer…?” he asked into the room, raising his eyebrows in question.

Lucifer stepped from the shadowed corner, moving towards the couch that Sam had passed by. Twice. “Hello, Sam,” he said, standing besides the hunter with a grin on his face. “Did you miss me?”

 Sam sighed, he was right. Of course it was him.

 ”Awfully” he said with sarcasm and then continued his walk towards the kitchen to refill his coffee. When stopped pretending to pour his coffee slowly so he didn’t have to look into Lucifer’s eyes, he urned around and faced the man, demon, whatever.

“I’d ask you what you want, but I think I already know it.”

Still smiling, he watched as the hunter moved around the room. Lucifer stood, arms crossed, and leant against the doorframe. “Oh you do, do you, Sam?” he asked. “You think you know everything about this, do you?” The archangel uncrossed his arms, taking a few steps closer as he spread his arms. “Then enlighten me to the great truth.” 

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Lucifer just stood there, watching the one who’d been made so perfectly for him. Of course there may have been a few… difficulties. A strong will and a fight within Sam Winchester that wasn’t easily put down. But then, Lucifer had expected nothing less from someone who was so much like himself.

Had Sam just up and surrounded, up and fallen, the archangel was sure he would have been… disappointed.

 When Sam was researching something about their new case and about to get himself a new cup of coffee, he suddenly felt a cold presence as he passed the small couch in the motel room. Confused, he walked past it again  until he was sure that it couldn’t be explaned by an open window or fridge.

“Lucifer…?” he asked into the room, raising his eyebrows in question.

Lucifer stepped from the shadowed corner, moving towards the couch that Sam had passed by. Twice. “Hello, Sam,” he said, standing besides the hunter with a grin on his face. “Did you miss me?”

 Sam sighed, he was right. Of course it was him.

 ”Awfully” he said with sarcasm and then continued his walk towards the kitchen to refill his coffee. When stopped pretending to pour his coffee slowly so he didn’t have to look into Lucifer’s eyes, he urned around and faced the man, demon, whatever.

“I’d ask you what you want, but I think I already know it.”

Still smiling, he watched as the hunter moved around the room. Lucifer stood, arms crossed, and leant against the doorframe. “Oh you do, do you, Sam?” he asked. “You think you know everything about this, do you?” The archangel uncrossed his arms, taking a few steps closer as he spread his arms. “Then enlighten me to the great truth.” 

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Lucifer just stood there, watching the one who’d been made so perfectly for him. Of course there may have been a few… difficulties. A strong will and a fight within Sam Winchester that wasn’t easily put down. But then, Lucifer had expected nothing less from someone who was so much like himself.

Had Sam just up and surrounded, up and fallen, the archangel was sure he would have been… disappointed.

 When Sam was researching something about their new case and about to get himself a new cup of coffee, he suddenly felt a cold presence as he passed the small couch in the motel room. Confused, he walked past it again  until he was sure that it couldn’t be explaned by an open window or fridge.

“Lucifer…?” he asked into the room, raising his eyebrows in question.

Lucifer stepped from the shadowed corner, moving towards the couch that Sam had passed by. Twice. “Hello, Sam,” he said, standing besides the hunter with a grin on his face. “Did you miss me?” 

@lawboy—83

Lucifer just stood there, watching the one who’d been made so perfectly for him. Of course there may have been a few… difficulties. A strong will and a fight within Sam Winchester that wasn’t easily put down. But then, Lucifer had expected nothing less from someone who was so much like himself. 

Had Sam just up and surrounded, up and fallen, the archangel was sure he would have been… disappointed. 

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OOC:

Okay guys.

I’m SO sorry that I haven’t been online lately!

(I should kick myself outta this RP, I know.)

But I just haven’t had any inspiration lately. ( I know I’m an asshole)

But I’m back cause I missed you too much!

[ooc: Actually, nothing has been happening, and I kinda wonder if it just … died :( ]

 

I won’t let this die!

Megan, wanna write something with me?

[Okay! Any ideas? Regular Lucifer or Hallucifer or.. something else? ]

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OOC:

Okay guys.

I’m SO sorry that I haven’t been online lately!

(I should kick myself outta this RP, I know.)

But I just haven’t had any inspiration lately. ( I know I’m an asshole)

But I’m back cause I missed you too much!

[ooc: Actually, nothing has been happening, and I kinda wonder if it just … died :( ]

*pokes*pokes*

[ooc: Did we all die over here? 

*le sad*]

[ooc]

[I totally did not just spend time creating an askhallucifer blog. 

http://askhallucifer.tumblr.com/

http://askhallucifer.tumblr.com/

http://askhallucifer.tumblr.com/

Why would you think that….? 

*smirks* ]

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So….

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ex-vesselnovak:

Am I going to Hell for explaining sexual things to an angel?

No.

Trust me. You have to be guilty of far more than the sharing of knowledge. 

That’s a bit of a relief, thanks.

*smiles* You’re welcome, little one.

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