#lucifcro

is that the silently angry tone or the disappointed one? or are you just very pleased to see me?

who is more likely to hurt the other? lucifer, but they’re both kinda good at that.who is emotionally stronger? Balthazar.who is physically stronger? Lucifer.who is more likely to break a bone? Balthazar if he finds an enemy strong enough.who knows best what to say to upset the other? Both, probably.who is most likely to apologize first after an argument? Depends on the topic and how angry they are. They’re proud assholes, but they tend to come together after a while.who treats who’s wounds more often? Lucifer when Balthazar finds an enemy strong enough.who is in constant need of comfort? Reassurance on their being together, Balt, probably. Sometimes neither, sometimes both. It’s never “a constant need” though.who gets more jealous? Lucifer. Balthazar is not too far behind.who’s most likely to walk out on the other? Lucifer. Balthazar vents or gives a glare & the silent treatment.who will propose? Lucifer.who has the most difficult parents? Both.who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? They don’t hold hands often in public. Whatever for really? But Balthazar does like the gesture, so it happens often when they’re just the two of them.who comes up for the other all the time? Lucifer.who hogs the blankets? They don’t sleep, but I guess Lucifer would if they did since he’s colder?who gets more sad? Lucifer. He has a worst past. Balthazar is more likely to be nostalgic.who is better at cheering the other up? Balthazar. Lucifer’s smile could lit up the entire universe, so Balthazar does love to keep him happy.who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? They don’t really joke or hit each other for a joke.who is more streetwise? Balthazar.who is more wise? It depends about what. They both have a different sort of wisdom. But Lucifer has more knowledge and experience.who’s the shyest? None of them.who boasts about the other more? None?who sits on who’s lap? If they needed to sit ( or if the fancy hits them to sit ), Balthazar would. Though he isn’t against pulling Lucifer on his lap. He just hates that Lucifer’s vessel is so big.

“Of course I missed you! I’m kind of offended you think I wouldn’t miss you.”

“I lost the baby.”

Most people wouldn’t have thought much of the comment that had been hurled their way. It might have soured their mood a tad but they would have written it of as the insults of a close-minded person struggling to deal with a progressive society. But Michael had seen red. The words didn’t matter, in fact they had barely registered, but the fact that an uninformed hate-fueled human had dared to judge Michael and his brother? It hade made his grace flare in indignation and wrath. Following the man as he turned in to an empty side street was easy enough, even if his soul hadn’t carried the stink of corruption on it already the way his voice carried as he cursed a stray dog that crossed his path made him stand out.As soon as Michael was certain there were no others there he struck, the last thing the judgemental fool knew was the wrath of the archangel burning through him.

Before Lucifer can pull away Michael latches on to him, making sure the kiss is a long, loving affair. “Might as well make sure the new year gets off to a good start.” he says with a smirk when he finally lets go of Lucifer.

The first time it was little Sammy kissing his twin brother Jared on the cheek. When he asked why, Sam had just replied with a shrug and said that’s what they do on t.v. The second time they kissed it was when they both turned fourteen. Jared said it was just practice for when he could kiss a girl at school. Sam didn’t really want to but he could never say no to his brother. So, gently, his mouth touched his twin’s and it was a wild fire spread through his being. He couldn’t wait to do it again.The third time they kissed was when they were much older. It was their eighteen’s birthday and Jared had demanded that he get birthday kisses or birthday spankings. And while the thought of Jared’s hand against his bare ass was attempting, he went with the kiss. It was small and barely a kiss which made Sam a little upset. But Jared’s smile made it better.The fourth time wasn’t a happy time. Sam had come back from shopping and it was just months after Jess’ death. Jared was sitting on the bed, fingers drumming against his leg. His eyes glance over at his twin and then back to the spot on the wall. It was later that night when they both were just a little tipsy that Jared pinned Sam down and attacked his mouth with his. And Sam, didn’t stop him, in fact, just pulled him closer, arching into his touches.The fifth time was right before Lucifer took back over Jared’s body the first time. Sam cried, and begged for his brother back but—- Jared had said yes. Sam couldn’t do anything but collapse to the floor and mourn his brother.