#lucibitch

First, we have Az's betrayal:

The room has been destroyed. Like a tornado has gone through.  Except for one clean circle on the floor. With his phone lying in it. The only unbroken item left in the room. Asmodeus is nowhere to be found. Beelzebubs heart drops into their stomach. “Az- ASMODEUS?!” They sprint to the phone, frantically opening it. Terror filling them, seeping into the bond despite themselves. … Oh god. No. No no no no NO!

When the phone turns on, everything on it has been deleted. There is nothing.  Except the background has been changed to a message. I’m sorry honeybee One day, you’ll understand

After he goes back to Lucifer and gets his collar, Az was chained to the mirror. Here are some Asks during that time:

the-ineffable-dreamer asked: So what you wish for the most is for them to be happy? Why look for them in a mirror, then? Why waste your time with daydreams when you can be happy with them in reality?

“No,” Az pulled his hand from the mirror, curling up on himself, “No.”

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Anonymous asked: Can we help?? In any way???

“Just,” Az stared into the mirror a long moment, then added, quieter than a whisper, “trust me.”

After he was released from the mirror and Lucifer took the throne here are some more Asks:

Anonymous asked: The bird or the cage, freedom to or freedom from. Freedom to do anything the choices are yours. Freedom from everything and everybody, safety in entrapment. You picked the cage.

Asmodeus snorts. “Pretty words, I bet you’re proud of yourself. I never said I didn’t pick this cage. I have been quite adamant that I did, in fact.”

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Anonymous asked: I don't get it, didn't you have a thought on how this might effect the others? Bel? Bee? Pepper?

Rolling his eyes, Asmodeus readjusts his seat by the empty throne. “I thought this out, and I made my decision.”

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Anonymous asked: So what if, hypothetically, oasis wins? What's left for you?

“I guess I die,” Az replies, shrugging slightly. As if the answer were of no consequence.

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Anonymous asked: You really care about Pepper, though. Surely you wouldn’t hurt her if you got the chance.

“There should be no reason for Pepper to be involved,” Asmodeus replies simply, straightening up once again.

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Anonymous asked: Is there any messages you want us to give your siblings?

For a moment, Asmodeus is silent. Once again, he looks around the room. “Yes,” He says slowly, “Everything comes full circle in the end. This was inevitable. Remember that, and think on it.”

Next we have an excerpt from the end of 'Pet' thread with Lucifer. Just before they are going to attack OASIS retrieving Levi:

Asmodeus nodded with a grin, as if Lucifer had promised a yes. Then he rolled his shoulders and stepped in close. His arm sliding around the man’s waist as they began to dissolve. His other hand briefly brushed over the grip of his sword over his shoulder. Reassuring himself that it was there, and ready.

For an instant, completely undetectable to Lucifer, his bond with his siblings opened. It flared wide. Blasting the others with the knowledge that they were coming. Then it was closed tightly once again.

An ask after said moment:

Anonymous asked: Do you want to fight them?

I want to end this.

The next major event was the fight between Az and Bee 'Rematch'--and honestly, I wanna quote the whole battle, but this thing is already gonna be long enough. Already is long enough. So here is one small scene:

Beelzebub waved the steam away from their face, and tilted their head. Looking at him, trying to read him. It was not usually so hard. But he was as unreadable as the day he had nearly killed them. As he seemed to be trying to do now.

“If I dropped my blade, what would you do?” They asked. Trying to reach out through the bond. Find any form of emotion besides this mask.

As they reached for him, they would find the bond tightly closed. As it had been since he left. But there was something leaking through. Just a little hint of emotion. Determination. Though for what, it was impossible to say.

At their question, Az raised his sword again. “Don’t,” 

Now we can move on to the point when Asmodeus is being held at the OASIS base, and Lucifer is coming to ‘rescue’ him.

There was no response from Lucifer. But it was clear he had gotten the message.

In fact, he was on his way.

Beelzebub noted this too, but they were still too disassociated for the dots to connect until they felt Levi speaking through their bond, one that Az was still very much shut off too. And a sense of resignation filled them, because they had had an idea, but to have it confirmed made it worse. “….fine.” They said finally to Az. “You can wait here for Him.”

Levi, grab Bel. I’ll take Dagon.

Before Beelzebub even finished speaking, Asmodeus opened up his bond. Wide open, his pain rushing through along with one single message. It was shouted at his siblings.

Run. 

Then it was closed again. Through it all, he stared at Beelzebub. Face blank. Eyes unreadable.

just for a moment

Asmodeus had gained a certain amount of freedom recently. His collar was still there, still as tight as the moment Lucifer had put it on, but the chain was gone. Of course, he knew that did not mean he could come and go as he pleased. But more of Hell was open to him than the small space around the Throne. Though he still kept himself there most of the time.

In fact, this was his first journey from the Throne Room on his own. It earned him stares–but no one dared speak to him. Dared get in his way. He was a dog, yes. But he was Lucifer’s dog. No one dared kick him without permission. He ignored them, they didn’t matter.

It was not a long walk to Lucifer’s office. For Asmodeus, it felt like he’d walked the length of the Earth. When he got there, he paused outside the door. Anxiety eating at him. But he steeled himself and knocked anyway.

The door did not open but Az found himself inside the office anyway. Lucifer looked up at him. “Hello, pet.”

The teleportation was not entirely unexpected, yet it still made Az suck in a sharp breath. It took him less than a second to recover, and he bowed deeply before approaching the desk. “Hello, Master,” He said quietly. 

Stopping on the other side of the desk, Az ran his finger along it unconsciously. His tongue flicked out to wet his lips as he considered his words. “I…” he swallowed, shifting on his feet, “I have a request.” 

“A request.” Lucifer echoed. Tilting his head, he considered Az. “I suppose you have been a very good boy recently.” Then he snapped his fingers and a chair appeared behind Az. “Sit.” He ordered.

There was no hesitation, Asmodeus sat immediately. His hands still fidgeted in his lap as he looked up at Lucifer. His green eyes meeting those red ones for just an instant before flicking away. He shifted in his seat a moment before taking a deep breath and stilling. 

When he looked up again, there was a quiet certainty in his eyes. “I know you don’t love me. I know that I’m nothing to you. I’m under no illusions about that. I haven’t been in a very long time,” He said, his voice calm, betraying none of the heartbreak he felt at uttering the words aloud, “I still love you, you know that. I don’t….I don’t expect anything from you. But…”

Az took another steadying breath. “My request is for you to pretend. Just for a little bit. Like it used to be in Heaven. Pretend I mean something to you. Even if just for a moment.”

Lucifer listened to all of this, which peaked his interest. He tilted his head with a little smile. “If you truly meant nothing to me at all, you wouldn’t be here. You are my pet, after all.” He informed Az. “But you are right about a lot of that, dear.” He leaned back in his chair. “You want me to pretend for you, pet?”

A pang of pain stabbed Az’s heart at those words. He almost argued, but held his tongue. Lucifer didn’t really understand what he meant when he said ‘I mean nothing to you’. But then, he couldn’t. That level of personal attachment was beyond him. It always had been. There was no point arguing about it. 

Instead, he just nodded. “Please,” he said softly, looking into Lucifer’s eyes, “Just, for a little while.”

Lucifer hummed. Eyes seeming to soften just a bit. “Alright, dear.” He snapped his fingers, and the desk vanished. Replaced by a couch the two were suddenly sitting on. “Come here.” He requested, in a gentler tone of voice.

Heart fluttering in his chest, Az’s breath caught as they were suddenly on a couch. The gentle words washed through him, and he found himself smiling slightly. Doing as he was bade, he moved closer to Lucifer. Putting himself in the other man’s arms. 

“Thank you,” he said softly, unable to keep the entire depth of emotion from his voice as he did. 

Lucifer pulled him close, but his hand went to Azzys collar and removed it. Tossing it aside for now. “No need to thank me, dearest. You earned this.”

The removal of the collar widened Az’s eyes almost comically. There was a red ring around his neck from where it had been. He resisted the urge to reach up and rub the irritated skin. Instead, he looked up at Lucifer with round, almost watery eyes. 

For the moment, Asmodeus let himself pretend. Let himself believe that Lucifer loved him, cared for him. Chest tight he pressed his face into the man’s neck. Breathing him in deeply. “I love you,” he spoke in barely a whisper, “So much.”

Lucifer cradled his head to his chest, gently petting his hair. “Oh, love.” He murmured, tracing the irritated skin of his neck very gently. As if Asmodeus had somehow independently done that to himself and it hadn’t been Lucifer’s collar. “Poor thing. Been a bit harsh on you, haven’t I?”

Throat tightening, Asmodeus shook his head. Even in this moment, refusing to admit that he hadn’t deserved everything Lucifer had done to him. “Anything for you,” he answered, pulling back enough he could look up at the other man. 

In the moment, he dared to reach up and cup Lucifer’s face gently. His thumb brushing the man’s cheek. “So beautiful,” he said softly, almost as if to himself, “Always, so beautiful.” The Archangel had stolen his heart from the first moment. He’d never stood a chance. Even now, with his red eyes, all the things he’d done, he was still so beautiful.

Lucifer smiled, eyes still softened as his hand went over Azs, squeezing it lightly. But there was a hint of almost impossible to tell tenseness there. Lucifer was still on guard even now but it was very nearly impossible to tell. “You’re a sweetheart.” He murmured.

Asmodeus saw it. Of course he did. He saw everything. Lucifer never knew, had never realized, though it was right in front of his face. Az knew him like no one else in existence ever had. Ever would. Since the very beginning he had been there, at his side. Watching him. Loving him. In some ways, Asmodeus knew Lucifer better than the demon knew himself.

But for the moment, he ignored that guardedness. He had expected it, and it didn’t matter. This was a selfish moment. A fantasy he wanted to live in as much as he could. 

Leaning up, he placed a gentle kiss on Lucifer’s lips. Letting flow all the love he felt. All the love that Lucifer would never understand. And if there was some small part of him, that still hoped to reach this man. For him to finally understand, it was just a small part. 

Lucifer returned the kiss, and it was sweet. But there was no love, never love. Though Lucifer could feel Azs love, and it was amusing in a fond way, but there was no other sentiment there.

Heart aching, Az drew out the kiss for several minutes. Pretending, trucking himself, into feeling love from Lucifer he knew was not there. When it finally ended, he placed several gentle kisses along his cheeks and neck.

Then he sighed and snuggled closer to him. Pressing himself close. "I wish you would hold me like this forever," he admitted quietly.

“Forever is a long time, darling.” Lucifer did pull him closer though, cradling again. “But the sentiment is shared, I suppose. It would be nice to have more down time, wouldn’t it?”

“Mmmm,” Az hummed, nuzzling into his chest, “It would.” He almost said how much he wished Lucifer would pay more attention to him. That he was always busy with other things. But he kept his mouth shut. He’d already been given a lot here with this moment. He knew better than to ask more.

Unconsciously, however, his fingers tightened on Ljcifer’s shirt. His feelings coming out despite himself.

Lucifer hummed and kissed the top of his head. “Precious. Don’t worry dear. Soon we’ll have all the time in the world.”

“Mmm,” Az agreed, kissing Lucifer’s chest, “Soon.” He traced a finger over his chest through his shirt. Daydreaming of when all of this was over. It would be soon, hopefully. There were not many places left for OASIS to go. Not long before Lucifer had everything he wanted. The clock was ticking down–and he was more aware of it than most.

But that wasn’t what he wanted to think about just then. Making a soft noise, he buried his face against Lucifer’s chest.

“Something wrong?” Lucifer asked, tracing circles on his back.

“I’m scared,” Az answered honestly, his voice a bit muffled from where it was pressed against Lucifer, “Of what’s to come.”

“You don’t have to be afraid, dear, it’ll be fine. There’s not many more places for that roach to hide.” Lucifer’s grip temporarily tightened before it loosened again and he rubbed his back. “Perhaps your siblings will even see sense. Join our side.”

Asmodeus tensed for a moment, when Lucifer’s grip tightened. It took a conceited effort to relax again. When he did, he sighed. “Maybe,” he admitted, then shook his head, “I doubt it.”

“I don’t want to think about that,” He said, almost pleading, “I want a distraction.”

“Alright, alright. Calm doawn.” Lucifer rolled his eyes at what he perceived to be dramatics. Rubbing his back a bit more, and shifting to hold Az a little closer- just how he knew Az needed to be held to calm down a bit.

Az didn’t see the eye roll, but he didn’t need to. Not to know it was there. Still, he got the hold he wanted, and nuzzled closer. Still breathing Lucifer’s scent in. Odd how it at once comforted him, and brought out the worst of memories for him. Then again, it wasn’t so odd. That was how things had been with this man since the beginning. He brought out the very best, and the very worst for Az. 

Another soft sigh and he relaxed fully. In fact, he found himself relaxing more than he had in a very long time. Sleep beginning to tug at him.

“Tired?” Lucifer asked gently. Playing with his hair gently. Kissing the top of his head.

Smiling softly, Az actually flushed a little. “Mmm, a little,” he mumbled, wiggling into a slightly more comfortable position. Practically lying on top of Lucifer. Nuzzling against the opening of his shirt until his cheek was against bare skin. 

Lucifer shifted so Az could get comfortable. “You go on and sleep, love, I won’t go anywhere.”

“Better not,” Az mumbled in an unguarded moment. He was already half asleep as he placed a kiss against Lucifer’s chest. In a moment, he was fully asleep. A small smile on his face.

Lucifer allowed it with a little eye roll. Petting his hair as he fell asleep.

“Pretty little thing.” He mumbled. “Pretty. But dumb.”