i just finished lucifer and i have opinions on the ending but this isnt about that. WHY is no one utilizing the comedic goldmine that is amenadan?? you have Actually God and Literally Just Some Guy and how funny would it be if they were madly in love. like. dan pov you met this guy and he was kinda a dick at first but then you became besties and then you found out he was an angel which like weird but youâre getting used to it and then suddenly heâs GOD but he still comes to brunch and also youâve kinda been into him for a while but like how can you be into god?? but heâs also your bro and your bestie and your kid babysits his kid sometimes. like how do you deal with that.
anyways i think they would be fwb for milennia before figuring things out and also it would be so so funny
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Hey guys letâs keep the Lucifer fandom drama free alright? Weâve been having a good two years so far. Itâs alright to have different opinions but donât let your anger cloud your judgement. We can agree to disagree and still be friends.
I meant to write an FC3 fic for most of N/anowrimo, but instead, Iâve been writing L//ucifer fic?????  Thanks, muses.
âWhat? Â Oh, noâdidnât you hear what I said just now? Â Ah. Rightâ short term memory is probably going. Â Which,â he says grasping firmly at a henley-covered bicep and using it to tow the other man steadily towards the exit, âwe will also be doing.â
 âGoing where?â Amenadiel says, seeming far laxer than Dan has ever known him to be from their very limited number of interactions. He even plods along behind him easily enough, seemingly unperturbed by the fact that a not-particularly-close acquaintance is spiriting him away from his spot at the bar.
 Distracted by trying to inconspicuously make his way through a gaggle of inebriated people near the barâs entrance, Dan hardly pays him any mind and eventually answers absently, while craning his head about about to find the simplest path to the exit.
 âAh, to the ER, so they can get some bloodwork and see what you were dosed wi--â
 His arm nearly pulls out of its socket and he very narrowly avoids losing his footing when Amenadiel stops ambling along behind him.  It definitely puts into perspective that that itâs really likely the guy would not be going anywhere with him if he didnât want to, with how crazy strong he is.
 Forced to turn back around and see what the hold-up is, the still-glassy eyes that meet his are strangely intent, their dark colour almost menacing.
 âNo,â Amenadiel insists, voice brooking no arguments.  âNo hosâitals.  Iâll be fine-- juss drop me off ât my âparâment.â
 Looking at the way the man behind him has to squint his eyes every few seconds and occasionally lists slightly to the side, the LAPD detective makes an executive decision that will hopefully quiet the inborn protective sense in the pit of his stomach.
 âFine.  But weâre going back to my apartment, so I can keep an eye on you while you burn off whatever this is.  Come on.â
This is from closer to the start of the fic. (Itâs gonna be pre-slash/pre-relationship, set before Dan even sleeps with âMarlotteâ, which occurs well before he sleeps with Amenadiel in my Amenadan AU series.
So yeah. Wish me luck in writing for the fandom I meant to, once this fic is completed+ edited. Haha
(From the recently mentioned fic where someone finally knows whatâs up with Dan fixing Amenadielâs wings through the power of love or whatever the fuck. Obv, part of the same âverse as âWake Me Up (Before You Go Go)â.
....and switches her gaze to the youngest among them, crystal blue eyes focusing on his slightly widened ones intensely.
 âListen, I know our history isâŚ. complicated, to say the least, but, pleaseâ I can prove it to yâAmenadiel!  Put away your wings!  Iâm not going to jump the him or any such thing!â
 With a surly grunt, the eldest of the heavenly host rolls his shoulders and puts his wings away with a dubious sense of trust in his mother born of a harrowing couple of months spent in her company.
 âFine,â he utters darkly, still feeling more than a bit sore at both of his parents.  âDo youâ is this something youâre willing/want to learn more about, Love?â
 The sleep-rumpled LAPD detective whooshes out a lengthy sigh and finally starts to relax, again, slumping back against Amenadiel and resting easily against his side, eventually running a hand down over his face.
 âI, uh,â he starts, inelegantly, tilting his head slightly and glancing to his side to seek out reassuring dark eyes.  âYeah. Justâ why not, right?  Iâm certainly not going to get any info from my folks, so why not see what one of yours has to say.â.....
This is actually from right near the end of the fic, as thatâs what I fleshed out first. Still have to work on/out the beginning bit, as the other plot-related things happen, first, regarding Amenadiel. (Also, obv, as itâs an incomplete fic, this really hasnât been edited/cleaned up, yet.)
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