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Lucifer's expression shifts as the figure before him backs away, his typical grin slipping into something more neutral. It wasn't often that a person would want to get away from him, not unless they were a suspect in the Detective's case or he'd shown them his devil face – but this man was neither! Lucifer would've been offended if something about the other hadn't seemed so off. Some sort of energy thrumming in the air, similar to the presence of his siblings yet something completely different.

The devil was intrigued.

" I'm sorry, have we met before? " Lucifer questions, dark gaze regarding the strange being before him. There was no familiarity from the other's features, nothing that told Lucifer he should remember him. But why else would this man seem so eager to get away? Unless –

" Oh - ugh - you're not one of detective douche's friends, are you? You certainly dress like it, " The fallen angel rolls his eyes, gesturing towards the other man's outfit. It was difficult to believe detective Espinoza had friends, being a douche and all, but perhaps this was one of those improv buddies. It wasn't like Dan spoke highly of Lucifer there.

" Look, whatever he's told you about me isn't true. Well, maybe a bit true, but most likely completely out of context. Not the real Lucifer Morningstar at all, I assure you. "

@fracturals asked: ❛ you didn't hear a word of what i just said, did you? ❜ ( from lucifer morningstar (tom ellis not spn) bc this is a crossover i need )

🐝  *  ―  𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑼𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑷𝑻. 𝑰.

The moment that Gadreel had come to realise just who it was that stood before him, his mind had gone blank. No, this wasn't his Lucifer, his brother who tricked him all those aeons ago in the Garden of Eden, dooming humanity and handing him a one-way ticket into Heaven's dungeon for a lifetime of endless and merciless torture. But he was the closest thing to him since the dawn of time, since he'd last locked eyes with his brother before he'd been locked away and forgotten for his failure.

It wasn't until this other Lucifer spoke again that it seemed to pull the fallen angel from his thoughts, blinking several times as he stared at the unfamiliar features looking back at him. "No." Gadreel wasn't always a being of many words, but right now he was struggling to formulate thoughts, let alone sentences. "Keep your distance." He uttered as he instinctively began to back away from him. He may need help, he may be lost in a universe he didn't know, but trust Lucifer? His Lucifer or not -- - he couldn't do it, he wouldn't allow himself to be fooled again. He just couldn't bear it.

The creature moving made Carl tense, immediately regretting his decision to kick it. Seriously, hadn't he learnt by now not to touch things that could kill him? Survival 101, Grimes. Before he can think of his next move, the beast was teetering towards him - teeth bared and pupils narrowed and it roared.

Carl flinched backwards, boots slipping on the mud beneath him and losing balance. The teen ends up on the cold, wet floor, the impact momentarily winding him. His knife had fallen, landing somewhere in the mess of foliage and wet dirt beneath him. It was difficult to focus on that when there was a... dragon? An actual DRAGON holy shit -

Unsure of what else to do, Carl throws up his hands defensively. Hopes that not having a weapon anymore would make him seem like less of a threat, less like someone who was worth killing. Especially when nobody knew he was out here.

" I'm sorry, I didn't - I wasn't going to hurt you, I swear, " the world's fall from the teen's lips before he can stop them, eye squeezing shut and hoping for some form of mercy.

The massive, shadowy beast groaned softly in response to the slight pressure against one of his rear legs. He could feel the monotonous pattering of rain against his scales, but the sensation of some wet, leathery object was a stand-out stimuli.

A striking green eye cracked open, pupil slitting as it focused on the figure beside it.

It was a....they didn't have a name for them where he came from. His flock, in the times before they disappeared, had always warned him that they were dangerous. The other creature standing over him didn't look dangerous.

But then the glint of a knife caught his eye.

The dragon's lips pulled back, exposing sharp teeth that glinted dangerously with each flash of lightning overhead. Self preservation was all the motivation he needed to shift his body around and raise himself back onto all fours.

His head was throbbing with pain from his fall and his tail felt...strange, but all that mattered now was protecting himself.

The Night Fury, the unholy offspring of lightning and death itself, took a wobbly step towards the boy and roared.

finally finishing my muse list this weekend

Caring & Reassuring Sentences, Vol. 5

(Sentences from various sources for muses that care for each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"There's no point in fighting battles you can't win."

"Maybe you should tell me what's bothering you?"

"Relax. You can't see everything coming."

"Not every choice will be like this one."

"Are you really okay?"

"I've always thought of you as one of the good ones."

"It's okay to get angry once in a while."

"You look like you could use some company?"

"I don't tell you stuff because you don't want to know, but I'm there for you. I have always been there for you."

"I'm going to fix you."

"Guilt does a lot of damage."

"I miss her too, you know."

"You can't save everyone."

"Relax. This is a matter of inconvenient timing, that's all."

"I think you have been afraid all your life."

"I know you're screwed up - I know you are always gonna be screwed up - but you're the most incredible man I've ever known."

"Do you need a hug?"

"You don't have to check to see if I'm judging you. I'm not."

"People make a lot of bad choices when they're confused."

"You're too hard on yourself. You always have been."

"You must not blame yourself for anything that happened in this house."

"I mean, everybody panics. Everybody. Things get tense, you panic. It's human nature."

"You don't need to fake anything. You're better than that."

"Have you any idea how much I've missed you?"

"I could help. Whatever this is, it's eating away at you. We could get past it together."

"This must be a lot for you to process."

"We all make mistakes, and we all pay a price."

"You're a good man. Anybody can see that."

"Sometimes things go wrong, no matter what we promise. There are things in this world that we can't control, but we do our best, hm?"

"How are you really in the grand scheme of things?"

"Look, everybody knows there's something wrong with them. They just don't know what it is."

"Will you hold me? Just for a moment."

"Life never turns out the way you think it will."

"We all want to be saved. Sometimes, it's just from ourselves."

"I know you better than you know yourself."

"All change is bad? It's not true, you know."

"You’re not in any trouble. There is nothing to fear."

"If you don't want to talk about it, why don't you write about it instead?"

"I always understood, you know, and I have forgiven you. You just need to forgive yourself."

"If emotions made you act rationally, then they wouldn’t be called emotions, would they?"

"Why do you think that people would treat you worse if they knew the truth?"

managed to get my brain to exchange the bear for house .... house muses to be added perhaps?

will get around to writing soon i hope!! if not tonight then tomorrow, I've just been caught up in my Lucifer rewatch

marvel muses are finally on the muse list, i think i got everyone but there's probably some i forgot

The residents of Jackson were certainly nice. So willing to help strangers, to accept refugees even with the risks that came alongside accepting people you don't know. They'd taken in Joel and Ellie, more than once. Gave them clothes, a home, food - gave Ellie the first taste she'd have of a normal life. No wonder Tommy had settled there, had decided to start a family. It was the closest to normal they'd ever get again.

" For a lot of these people, acting normal is coping. Everyone deals with things in... different ways, and most people aren't built for what this world demands. " Just because the world as you know it ends, doesn't mean people magically become violent, become killers. Most who do are only like it because something made them that way... Joel included.

He didn't know what happened to Hannah, that was something for the teen to share in her own time, on her own terms. But he did know that it likely wasn't easy for her. Hell, even Ellie had struggled for a while when they first came back to Jackson, reeling in the aftermath of whatever that asshole tried to do to her, and then with the loss of the fireflies.

" Tommy helped because he's a big softie at heart. He likes people, gets on with them. Wants to help everyone he can, " Joel's gaze travels, spotting said brother in the distance. Chatting away with a group of residents, laughing and smiling in that easy way he always had. Joel felt a twinge in his heart.

" Besides, he likes you. That helps. I can't speak for other people, but this world is... people want to help or hurt others, doesn't seem to be an inbetween anymore. But at least here there only seems to be help.. better than the world out there." Joel gestures towards the large walls.

" You're right though, Jury's still out on the cult thing. Guess we'll have to wait and see." His lips twitch, the closest thing to a smile Joel had offered anyone but Ellie or Tommy in a long time.

Oh, Joel knows what he's talking about, Hannah has heard enough - whispers and implied words alike - to never doubt Joel and Tommy have seen some crazy things in their lives and have had plenty of time to both react and, maybe, recover. She hums thoughtfully, considering his words and trying to feel comforted by them. "Everybody is being so nice to me here... It makes me feel a little crazy, like I'm all scared for nothing," she admits, crossing her arms to hug her chest, shield herself from the awkwardness, "I never thought I'd be around normal people again, you know? I just... expected to be dead by now, easy." It was almost easier, emotionally, to deal with being alone in the wilderness: at least there she knew how to feel and she felt that way most of the time. Here it was one surprise after another.

"I don't understand why Tommy helped me. What he gets out of it. I always meet people who either save me or want to slaughter me and there is no in between, and I don't understand." And that's kind of her big problem here, isn't it? Because trusting people led her there in the first place. Same as not understanding people before they show their true colors. "I'm still not sure this isn't a cult or something. I'm only giving it the benefit of the doubt because of Ellie."

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