shotgunshellsandfeathers:

/William had to force himself not to swing at the other the moment he was let go, both physically and the binding from the other’s Grace./ I ain’t gettin’ ma’ ass involved, an’ sur’ as Hell ain’t goin’ back ta’ Heaven.

[ He tilted his head left and right, as if he were bouncing. ] Well then, brother. Since I like you, you may have a place as the King of Hell. Or, once I eradicate the humans, you can be my right hand man.

(Source: lastperfecthandiwork)

shotgunshellsandfeathers:

/He continues just glaring, jaw tightly set just from the effort on not just screaming at the other in anger the longer he’s trapped by the other’s Grace./ ‘D ratha’ run, ‘ve gotten fuckin’ good at it. /He was just about growling, still seething in rage, Lucifer cupping his face not helping in the slightest, nor did wrapping them both in the other’s Grace and wings./

[ He hummed a little to himself, folded and hid his wings, and let go of the other. Lucifer released him from the binding as well. ] You are so disobedient, brother. You should join me. I can make you a prince of heaven.

(Source: lastperfecthandiwork)

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss:

-shivers at the frigid touch- Did you… did you hurt his Sam?

[ His smile fades a bit. ] … A little. Just enough for him to say yes. I believe brother Castiel fixed Sam right back up, but it is too late now.

What do you mean it’s too late now? Is his Sam dead? Did you kill him? What’s too late?! -begins to panic, fear painted on his expression as he stares at Lucifer-

[ He waved a hand to calm him a little. ] His Sam is fine. Adamant on saying no to brother. The Apocalypse is well under way, however. Watch yourself so that the Croats don’t get you.

sammychaoss:

-shivers at the frigid touch- Did you… did you hurt his Sam?

[ His smile fades a bit. ] … A little. Just enough for him to say yes. I believe brother Castiel fixed Sam right back up, but it is too late now.

(Source: lastperfecthandiwork)

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss started following you

Hello, Sam.

-beams, thinking it’s his brother- Hi Dean~

[ He shakes his head. ] No, Sammy. It is not your brother. I am sorry.

-frowns, backing away- W-what? 

[ He takes a step forward. ] It is Lucifer. I have been reliably informed that in other universes, you are my vessel. In this one, in mine, Dean is.

B-but Dean would never say yes. He… why would he do that? In any universe? -looks down, panicked-

[ He smiles kindly, placing a hand on Sam’s shoulder and anchoring him in place for now. ] He said yes quite quickly, actually. I was honestly surprised. I assumed he would give out more of a fight… It only took him a month.

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss started following you

Hello, Sam.

-beams, thinking it’s his brother- Hi Dean~

[ He shakes his head. ] No, Sammy. It is not your brother. I am sorry.

-frowns, backing away- W-what? 

[ He takes a step forward. ] It is Lucifer. I have been reliably informed that in other universes, you are my vessel. In this one, in mine, Dean is.

sammychaoss:

lastperfecthandiwork:

sammychaoss started following you

Hello, Sam.

-beams, thinking it’s his brother- Hi Dean~

[ He shakes his head. ] No, Sammy. It is not your brother. I am sorry.

sammychaoss started following you

Hello, Sam.

shotgunshellsandfeathers:

Then let me go. /He was just on the border of yelling, a old habit from his current time of when he had been human. His shoulders were quietly shaking with pent up annoyance that was quickly becoming anger that was making the air start to heat up./ No, I fuckin’ ain’t. /He ground out, all the times he’d clipped his own wings when they first started appearing, and even still doing so./

[ He looked at him with love, and also with something else unidentifiable. ] You are Daniel, brother. Please do not run from who you truly are. You will end up like me. Or worse — you’ll end up completely human. [ He shivered at the thought, taking Will’s face into his hands, cupping it gently. He wrapped his Grace, his wings, invisible to the human eye, around them both, enveloping them. ] Do not worry, brother.

(Source: lastperfecthandiwork)