⛧ ** DEMON // QUEEN ⛧

                                       ⛧  LILITH.  ⛧

you look at me like i'm a revelation, you wanna know if i can bring salvation. you saw a sinner, saw a saint inside of me. you wanna know if i'm a friend or an enemy. i waged war in a fiery blaze, i found peace in a purple haze, my angels and my demons, they don't know their place. ready or not, they're gonna come out and play. i can be your heavenly or i can be your hell i can say a prayer for you or i can cast a spell, i push you to the darkness just to pull you to the light, cause i can take away your breath or i can bring you back to life - 

He had feared that would be the case, that the answer to his freedom would lie in her destruction. His Father had a twisted sense of humor, of justice, in that way. Still with his fingers hovering just inches above the warded barriers of the Cage, Lucifer met Lilith’s perfect gaze, and actually felt something akin to… was it a prelude to grief? A loss that would be forthcoming? To gain his freedom, he’d lose one he cared for? Out of all of them, it had to be her. 

“And you’re positive this is the answer?” He didn’t know why he doubted her; she was surely nothing if not thorough before bringing such news to him. And yet, a part of Lucifer perhaps hoped that there was a way to spare her. Foolish hope, that is. It wasn’t really that possible to hear what went on in Hell, or Heaven, or Earth for that mattered, buried so deep down in this prison, warded and locked away. 

Perhaps that had been the point. Make him into the villain, with the world–all of the realms–forgetting about him in reality. 

“You are prepared to go that far, for me? You’re positive about that, my Lilith?” 

silver hues were glistening, the smile never leaving her features. she was so willing to do this for him, always would be. from the very day that he took her in and turned her into the mother of all demons, she had always been the fury of women, always the fire that they carried, and whether they carried that within them was another thing. if they chose to be submissive to the masculine gender then shame on them. lilith was the mother of all of women who fought for what was right. she was the goddess of equality. lilith was everywhere. in the jewish lore she was the first wife of adam, stormed out of eden and birthed cain’s demons. the pagans worshipped her and saw her as the goddess of desire, lust and equality amongst other things.  yet here she was, lucifer’s most loyal companion, the only one who would be willing to sacrifice herself for him without a hesitation. “i’m positive. there’s no other way to do this. i am the last gate.” a smile crossed her features, taking another step closer until the bars were a mere inch away from her. the only thing she was sad about, was that she was never going to be able to continue at lucifer’s side when he escaped the cage. at his words, her eyes sparkled with what one would think tears, but she never blinked, never let them fall. “i’ve never hesitated once to give my existence up for you, lucifer. the only thing that saddens me is that i will not be here to see you escape.” she forced a smile to cross her lips. “it’s all in place. ruby has convinced sam winchester that he has to kill me to stop you from rising.” she finally smirked. “do you feel them already my king? do you feel the gates already falling? do you feel the cage getting weaker?”

@lclith hit the heart for a starter 

The archangel had watched her creation, had been there at her corruption. She was someone he prided himself upon, perhaps more than any other. If one was to ask Lucifer if he liked any of them, the answer would have been no–save for one. Save for her. She was special, for she had been the first among them all. 

“I was wondering when you’d come to visit me,” he remarked, sensing her from just outside the warded magic of the prison. The Cage that kept him deep in the bowels of Hell itself. No others ever ventured here, save for a select few. Eyes shone in the darkness, Lucifer pushing against the magic of the Cage to find his way to the edge, fingers hesitating as they rested inches from the surface of it, to keep the magic from flaring back to life. “Miss me too much to stay away forever, did you, Lilith?” 

Things without Lucifer were chaotic, and she herself tried to do all she could to keep things at bay. Not for one second did she think that her own right hand would betray her. Crowley. How dare he try sit upon the throne that was rightfully Lucifers. It angered her, It infuriated her. That throne belonged to her King. Sometimes she felt helpless. Helpless at the fact she couldn’t just outright save her king from the cage. Blonde hair fell over her shoulders, silver eyes glistening like two stars in the nights sky, whilst her lips painted a crimson red, blood from recent fights dripping down both sides of her lips. “I would have come sooner, my king. I was finding ways to try and get you out, both me and Ruby...” her voice was silky, as she took a few confident steps towards the cage until she was mere inches away from it. “I succeeded in finding the answer, my King. It took so long but I found it. My very being will need to be eliminated, but i’ll do that. I will do that for you, Lucifer.”