"The Devil is real. And he’s not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful. Because he’s a fallen angel, and he used to be God’s favorite. "

The name is Lucifer. Ruler of the underworld. Looking for a place to call home and hopefully, have a new life.

((Will RP with anyone. If you want a AU, just drop in my askbox.))

(Gifs are not mine!)

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She was floating, floating in an endless black soundless space. Her eyes strained painfully to catch any fleck of light but to no avail. Suddenly, there was light to her right side and she floated towards it. As it got brighter she put her hands up to shield her eyes, then she was falling; falling fast from a great height. Her stomach lurched as she saw the ground come up towards her but felt no pain as she hit it. Her hands grasped the soft grass as she lifted her head to look around. There was an elderly figure in front of her planting a tree. She gasped when she realized who it was.

The Father.

He turned and smiled at her and extended his hand. She smiled back and took his hand. He covered hers with his other hand and squeezed them gently. He then lifted his hand and cupped her cheek.

"It is done. Your child is come." The Father said softly. Irene felt tears on her cheeks.

"Peace is restored to the realms, above and below."

She nodded. “Thank you.” she whispered. She heard Lucifer’s frantic voice calling for her. “I must return to them.”

The Father nodded. “One last thing before you return. Tell Lucifer….” he trailed off and closed his eyes for a moment.

"T-tell my son that he is welcome should he ever decide…to come home."

Irene smiled brightly. “I will tell him.” She leaned and kissed his cheek. “Father…” she whispered. Then she was flying, flying faster than any airplane could, past the speed of sound and light down a long tunnel of light hurdling faster and faster until…..

A baby’s sharp cry. She was home.

Irene was still not opening her eyes. “Open your eyes Irene. Open them.” There was still nothing Lucifer growled. “Irene. If you don’t open your eyes this second. I swear I will never forgive you!” his voice cracked at the end. His finger gently brushed her hair. “Don’t leave me alone in this world.” Irene couldn’t leave him yet. Not with their son finally here. He didn’t know how to take care of a child by himself. What if he screwed something up. Didn’t give the child the attention he needed? Or gave him too much attention?

She heard Lucifer’s voice and her heart warmed. She reached for him, her small hands grasping the comforter of the bed instead. “I…I couldn’t leave you…m-my love.” she whispered hoarsely, her voice cracking with emotion. She opened her eyes and gazed at her beloved Lucifer. “Don’t fret my dearest, I’m here. Wh-where is…our son?”

Lucifer smiled and kissed her roughly. “Oh don’t you ever do that to me again love.” He felt his dread lift off him and disappear. He quickly pushed everyone out of the way to retrieve his son that was gently cooing at everything around him. Lucifer quickly picked him up and brought him close to his chest. “Do you want to see mommy?” he asked. Very slowly, he brought over his son to his mother. “My darling boy, this is mommy.” He placed the baby in Irene’s arms.

She Kissed Lucifer back with all the intensity that she could muster, her small fingers tousling his hair. She watched him shove past Muriel to the squirming bundle on the dresser, carefully picking him up and holding him close and moving back towards Irene. Instinctively, she held her arms out to take her son, his infant noises made her heart ache and her eyes fill with tears. She swiftly brought him close, gazing down at her newborn son.

"Oh Lucifer!! Oh he’s SO BEAUTIFUL!!" she gushed, tears of joy and love poured down her cheeks. A small button nose and a cute round face turned to her, and bright blue eyes peered at her. He wrinkled his forehead at his mother which made her laugh. She reached for Lucifer’s hand and smiled. "He has red hair, my love! Bright red hair!" she said, beaming.

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Lucifer kissed Irene’s hands and smiled. “He is beautiful. He’s going to grow up to be a handsome man.” he said, smiling down at his son. He sat down on the bed beside her and looked at his son. The faint sounds of cheering and fanfare music rang through his ears. Rolling his eyes, he looked up and frowned. “If you guys don’t mind, I’d really appreciate it if you got lost.” he growled. The music immediately stopped and Lucifer turned his attention back to his son. “We have to pick a suitable name for him.” he said as reached for his son’s tiny hands.

Irene nodded and leaned down to kiss her son’s forehead as he slept in her arms. “That we do, my love, but…”she trailed off and looked up at him. “Let’s not decide right now, mmm? I wanna just enjoy him being here, and you, my Angel…”she said softly leaning closer to Lucifer. Tears of joy fell down her cheeks as she held her sleeping son close. “I-I dunno what it is…I can’t seem to stop crying….I’m just so full of feelings..”

Lucifer chuckled. “To be honest, if you weren’t crying, i’d be a little concerned.” he said brushing his fingers through Irene’s hair. Lucifer looked up to see Michael standing on the other side of the bed, looking at his son. “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?” Lucifer spat. “We don’t need you here anymore.”

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 6 days ago • Oct 14,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
siochan-leatluciferofevilthe-archangelmichaelMichael?

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She was floating, floating in an endless black soundless space. Her eyes strained painfully to catch any fleck of light but to no avail. Suddenly, there was light to her right side and she floated towards it. As it got brighter she put her hands up to shield her eyes, then she was falling; falling fast from a great height. Her stomach lurched as she saw the ground come up towards her but felt no pain as she hit it. Her hands grasped the soft grass as she lifted her head to look around. There was an elderly figure in front of her planting a tree. She gasped when she realized who it was.

The Father.

He turned and smiled at her and extended his hand. She smiled back and took his hand. He covered hers with his other hand and squeezed them gently. He then lifted his hand and cupped her cheek.

"It is done. Your child is come." The Father said softly. Irene felt tears on her cheeks.

"Peace is restored to the realms, above and below."

She nodded. “Thank you.” she whispered. She heard Lucifer’s frantic voice calling for her. “I must return to them.”

The Father nodded. “One last thing before you return. Tell Lucifer….” he trailed off and closed his eyes for a moment.

"T-tell my son that he is welcome should he ever decide…to come home."

Irene smiled brightly. “I will tell him.” She leaned and kissed his cheek. “Father…” she whispered. Then she was flying, flying faster than any airplane could, past the speed of sound and light down a long tunnel of light hurdling faster and faster until…..

A baby’s sharp cry. She was home.

Irene was still not opening her eyes. “Open your eyes Irene. Open them.” There was still nothing Lucifer growled. “Irene. If you don’t open your eyes this second. I swear I will never forgive you!” his voice cracked at the end. His finger gently brushed her hair. “Don’t leave me alone in this world.” Irene couldn’t leave him yet. Not with their son finally here. He didn’t know how to take care of a child by himself. What if he screwed something up. Didn’t give the child the attention he needed? Or gave him too much attention?

She heard Lucifer’s voice and her heart warmed. She reached for him, her small hands grasping the comforter of the bed instead. “I…I couldn’t leave you…m-my love.” she whispered hoarsely, her voice cracking with emotion. She opened her eyes and gazed at her beloved Lucifer. “Don’t fret my dearest, I’m here. Wh-where is…our son?”

Lucifer smiled and kissed her roughly. “Oh don’t you ever do that to me again love.” He felt his dread lift off him and disappear. He quickly pushed everyone out of the way to retrieve his son that was gently cooing at everything around him. Lucifer quickly picked him up and brought him close to his chest. “Do you want to see mommy?” he asked. Very slowly, he brought over his son to his mother. “My darling boy, this is mommy.” He placed the baby in Irene’s arms.

She Kissed Lucifer back with all the intensity that she could muster, her small fingers tousling his hair. She watched him shove past Muriel to the squirming bundle on the dresser, carefully picking him up and holding him close and moving back towards Irene. Instinctively, she held her arms out to take her son, his infant noises made her heart ache and her eyes fill with tears. She swiftly brought him close, gazing down at her newborn son.

"Oh Lucifer!! Oh he’s SO BEAUTIFUL!!" she gushed, tears of joy and love poured down her cheeks. A small button nose and a cute round face turned to her, and bright blue eyes peered at her. He wrinkled his forehead at his mother which made her laugh. She reached for Lucifer’s hand and smiled. "He has red hair, my love! Bright red hair!" she said, beaming.

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Lucifer kissed Irene’s hands and smiled. “He is beautiful. He’s going to grow up to be a handsome man.” he said, smiling down at his son. He sat down on the bed beside her and looked at his son. The faint sounds of cheering and fan fare music rang through his ear. Rolling his eyes, he looked up and frowned. “If you guys don’t mind, i’d really appreciate it if you go lost.” he growled. The music immediately stopped and Lucifer turned his attention back to his son. “We have to pick a suitable name for him.” he said as reached for his sons tiny hands.

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 2 weeks ago • Sep 30,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
siochan-leatthe-archangelmichaelluciferofevilirene?

siochan-leat:

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She was floating, floating in an endless black soundless space. Her eyes strained painfully to catch any fleck of light but to no avail. Suddenly, there was light to her right side and she floated towards it. As it got brighter she put her hands up to shield her eyes, then she was falling; falling fast from a great height. Her stomach lurched as she saw the ground come up towards her but felt no pain as she hit it. Her hands grasped the soft grass as she lifted her head to look around. There was an elderly figure in front of her planting a tree. She gasped when she realized who it was.

The Father.

He turned and smiled at her and extended his hand. She smiled back and took his hand. He covered hers with his other hand and squeezed them gently. He then lifted his hand and cupped her cheek.

"It is done. Your child is come." The Father said softly. Irene felt tears on her cheeks.

"Peace is restored to the realms, above and below."

She nodded. “Thank you.” she whispered. She heard Lucifer’s frantic voice calling for her. “I must return to them.”

The Father nodded. “One last thing before you return. Tell Lucifer….” he trailed off and closed his eyes for a moment.

"T-tell my son that he is welcome should he ever decide…to come home."

Irene smiled brightly. “I will tell him.” She leaned and kissed his cheek. “Father…” she whispered. Then she was flying, flying faster than any airplane could, past the speed of sound and light down a long tunnel of light hurdling faster and faster until…..

A baby’s sharp cry. She was home.

Irene was still not opening her eyes. “Open your eyes Irene. Open them.” There was still nothing Lucifer growled. “Irene. If you don’t open your eyes this second. I swear I will never forgive you!” his voice cracked at the end. His finger gently brushed her hair. “Don’t leave me alone in this world.” Irene couldn’t leave him yet. Not with their son finally here. He didn’t know how to take care of a child by himself. What if he screwed something up. Didn’t give the child the attention he needed? Or gave him too much attention?

She heard Lucifer’s voice and her heart warmed. She reached for him, her small hands grasping the comforter of the bed instead. “I…I couldn’t leave you…m-my love.” she whispered hoarsely, her voice cracking with emotion. She opened her eyes and gazed at her beloved Lucifer. “Don’t fret my dearest, I’m here. Wh-where is…our son?”

Lucifer smiled and kissed her roughly. “Oh don’t you ever do that to me again love.” He felt his dread lift off him and disappear. He quickly pushed everyone out of the way to retrieve his son that was gently cooing at everything around him. Lucifer quickly picked him up and brought him close to his chest. “Do you want to see mommy?” he asked. Very slowly, he brought over his son to his mother. “My darling boy, this is mommy.” He placed the baby in Irene’s arms.

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 3 weeks ago • Sep 23,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
siochan-leatthe-archangelmichaelluciferofevilirene?

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There was a second silence. But it felt like it was going on for eternity. There wasn’t any crying. Why wasn’t there any crying? Was the baby…….? Lucifer closed his eyes. Please. Please. Please. He begged to himself. A gurgle and cry broke the silence. Muriel quickly cut the cord and wrapped a warm blanket around Lucifers newborn son. Lucifer laughed and sniffed back tears. “He’s here Irene! He’s here! Look at him!” he exclaimed as he watched the baby move and lift his small hands in the air. But Irene didn’t reply. “Irene?” Still no reply. Lucifer turned to look at her. “Irene?” Her eyes were closed and wasn’t moving.”Irene? Irene?” He gently shook her. “I need you to open your eyes! You can’t leave me! Not now! Not ever! WAKE UP!” his voice broke at the end. Lucifers lips quivered. “Please wake up.”

She was floating, floating in an endless black soundless space. Her eyes strained painfully to catch any fleck of light but to no avail. Suddenly, there was light to her right side and she floated towards it. As it got brighter she put her hands up to shield her eyes, then she was falling; falling fast from a great height. Her stomach lurched as she saw the ground come up towards her but felt no pain as she hit it. Her hands grasped the soft grass as she lifted her head to look around. There was an elderly figure in front of her planting a tree. She gasped when she realized who it was.

The Father.

He turned and smiled at her and extended his hand. She smiled back and took his hand. He covered hers with his other hand and squeezed them gently. He then lifted his hand and cupped her cheek.

"It is done. Your child is come." The Father said softly. Irene felt tears on her cheeks.

"Peace is restored to the realms, above and below."

She nodded. “Thank you.” she whispered. She heard Lucifer’s frantic voice calling for her. “I must return to them.”

The Father nodded. “One last thing before you return. Tell Lucifer….” he trailed off and closed his eyes for a moment.

"T-tell my son that he is welcome should he ever decide…to come home."

Irene smiled brightly. “I will tell him.” She leaned and kissed his cheek. “Father…” she whispered. Then she was flying, flying faster than any airplane could, past the speed of sound and light down a long tunnel of light hurdling faster and faster until…..

A baby’s sharp cry. She was home.

Irene was still not opening her eyes. “Open your eyes Irene. Open them.” There was still nothing Lucifer growled. “Irene. If you don’t open your eyes this second. I swear I will never forgive you!” he voice cracked at the end. His finger gently brushed her hair. “Don’t leave me alone in this world.” Irene couldn’t leave him yet. Not with their son finally here. He didn’t know how to take care of a child by himself. What if he screwed something up. Didn’t give the child the attention he needed? Or gave him too much attention?

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 1 month ago • Sep 16,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
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Irene ‘s strength was waning, despite Muriel’s cooing at the bottom of the bed. Now that their hands were joined, she felt a surge of power, like lightning coursing through her body. The lights in the room grew brighter and brighter until the bulbs in them shattered, plunging the room into darkness. Between her panting breaths and screams, she heard a distant rumbling, like a freight train was heading for the house. She held Lucifer and Michael’s hands as tight as she could as the rumbling grew louder and louder.  Muriel started shouting above the noise for Irene to push one last time and she gathered all the breath she could and screamed as the baby was delivered and just before she lost consciousness, Irene swore she heard the sound of beautiful trumpets.

There was a second silence. But it felt like it was going on for eternity. There wasn’t any crying. Why wasn’t there any crying? Was the baby…….? Lucifer closed his eyes. Please. Please. Please. He begged to himself. A gurgle and cry broke the silence. Muriel quickly cut the cord and wrapped a warm blanket around Lucifers newborn son. Lucifer laughed and sniffed back tears. “He’s here Irene! He’s here! Look at him!” he exclaimed as he watched the baby move and lift his small hands in the air. But Irene didn’t reply. “Irene?” Still no reply. Lucifer turned to look at her. “Irene?” Her eyes were closed and wasn’t moving.”Irene? Irene?” He gently shock her. “I need you to open your eyes! You can’t leave me! Not now! Not ever! WAKE UP!” he voice broke at the end. Lucifers lips quivered. “Please wake up.”

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 1 month ago • Sep 4,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
siochan-leatthe-archangelmichaelluciferofevilirene?

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Irene looked up wearily when she heard Michael’s voice. She extended her other hand, urging him to take it. “I’m glad you have come”, she said softly. Lucifer dabbed a cool cloth on her forehead and kissed her cheek. Muriel lifted the sheet covering Irene’s legs and massaged some oil on her swollen lower parts to speed the arrival of her son. Michael came to the other side of the bed and took Irene’s small hand in his. “My Queen….” Muriel said, “it is almost time….” Irene nodded and looked at Lucifer. “You must join hands with your brother, my love….to complete the circle for our son….s-s-so he…may be born…”, she panted, another hard contraction working inside her.

As if he couldn’t control his body, his eyes deeply rolled and groaned. “Please don’t make me. Having him here is painful enough. Holding his hand is taking it way too far.” he hissed. “I’m not going to hold his hand Irene.” Lucifer despised the fact he was even here in the first place. Lucifer knew that The Father gave them this child to help end the bitter war. But this was still his moment. He would give The Father his thanks later. But right now, he just wanted to be alone with Irene.

Irene screamed as another hard contraction came. She bore down hard trying to deliver their son as quickly as she could. With each push her screams grew louder. Muriel looked at Lucifer with a serious face, her expression very grave. “She is right, my King. The baby…..the child is not moving down. If this does not happen soon…..both her and the child may….” she trailed off, covering her mouth not wanting to finish that sentence.

Irene, exhausted from hours of pushing, looked wearily at Lucifer and then at Michael. “T-t-he Trinity…..the circle…m-must be….w-whole…”, she sputtered. “P-p-lease….pleasehelpme…” she muttered before closing her eyes briefly, her face as white as the pillow behind it.

Lucifer felt his stomach twist and growled quietly. “Fine! I’ll hold his damn hand.” he groaned.  As much as he hated to even touch Michael, it was for the good of the child and Irene. Reluctantly, Lucifer offered his hand to Michael and looked away.

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 3 months ago • Jul 12,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
the-archangelmichaelsiochan-leatluciferofevilMichael?

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Irene clutched at Lucifer’s shirt, her hands balling up the fabric in her fists. “P-p-p-lease don’t leave me….please, my angel, i’m so scared..it hurts sooo bad… I cant do this without you…i c-c-cant..” she sobbed and begged. More tears poured down her cheeks as she felt the intolerable pressure and pain in her lower body rise again. She felt Muriel’s hand on hers and heard her voice. “Alright, my Queen…knees up and i need you to bear down…” Irene nodded and lifted her knees, taking several breaths before holding it and bearing down. She could hear Muriel count to ten and then told her to take another big breath and push again. “Yes, my lady, good….good…I can see the head! And……..relax….good my lady, very good. At this rate, he’ll be here in no time.”

Michael his as Irene gripped him painfully. Blocking the pain, Lucifer focused his attention on calling Michael. Michael, Irene needs you here now. Our son is being born and she wants you to be here when he arrives. This is not for me. The last thing I want is you to be here. This is for Irene. Lucifer opened his eyes and looked at Irene. “I called him.”

Michael was talking to his brothers and sister when he stopped abruptly by Lucifer’s voice ringing in his head. “What’s wrong brother?” Gabriel asked looking curiously at his brother. “I have to go.” Michael said suddenly, and before anyone could ask him why, he disappeared. Seconds later he appeared in a grand hall way. He looked around and his eyes landed on the door next to him. Michael could hear very loud noises coming from the room, listening carefully, he realized what was happening. Slowly, he opened the door and walked into the room. What Michael was witnessing made his heart fill with joy. Lucifer was by Irene’s side, holding her hand.  “I’m here.” he said, announcing his presence.

Irene looked up wearily when she heard Michael’s voice. She extended her other hand, urging him to take it. “I’m glad you have come”, she said softly. Lucifer dabbed a cool cloth on her forehead and kissed her cheek. Muriel lifted the sheet covering Irene’s legs and massaged some oil on her swollen lower parts to speed the arrival of her son. Michael came to the other side of the bed and took Irene’s small hand in his. “My Queen….” Muriel said, “it is almost time….” Irene nodded and looked at Lucifer. “You must join hands with your brother, my love….to complete the circle for our son….s-s-so he…may be born…”, she panted, another hard contraction working inside her.

As if he couldn’t control his body, his eyes deeply rolled and groaned. “Please don’t make me. Having him here is painfully enough. Holding his hand is taking it way too far.” he hissed. “I’m not going to hold his hand Irene.” Lucifer despised the fact he was even here in the first place. Lucifer knew that The Father gave them this child to help end the bitter war. But this was still his moment. He would give The Father his thanks later. But right now, he just wanted to be alone with Irene.


301 notes • 3 months ago • Jun 30,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
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Waiting For Her Return {Nora & Kristina} 

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Nora was almost hesitant to look. Very slowly, she opened her eyes. There she was. Right in front of her. And she took Nora’s breath away. Her tiny body squirmed in Kris’s arms. “Oh my god…” she whispered. “There she is.” Nora had no ides that tears were just pouring out of her eyes. She reached out and gently touched her tiny hand. Immediately, she stopped crying and grasped Nora’s fingers. The cords that attached them together was cut and the baby was wrapped in a blanket and placed in Nora’s arm.

Nora was terrified holding her. She didn’t want to hurt her baby. Her baby. Her newborn baby. She started at her for what seemed like an eternity. The baby snuggled into Nora’s arms and remained quiet. Nora finally smiled. “Hello Lilith.” she whispered and looked up at Lucifer who was just starting at the Lilith.

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She was so small. So tiny. His daughter was so small. Was she suppose to be this small? Was this normal? Maybe something went wrong? Maybe he should have a doctor look at her? "Hello Lilith." Lilith. What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Lucifer reached out to touch her hand. Lilith tiny hand grasped his finger and smiled. Lucifer chuckled, trying to hold bak his tears. “Hello Lilith. I’m your father.”

(Source: noramushroom)


18 notes • 4 months ago • Jun 18,2014 (reblogged from noramushroom)
nora-lawlessslaymanraganluciferofevilNora?Thank you Kris

Waiting For Her Return {Nora & Kristina} 

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Nora quickly grabbed Lucifers hand and squeezed tightly, completely ignoring Lucifers out crying of pain. She nodded slowly. The two most important people in here life was here now. She can do this. A wave of pain hit her, and as instructed by Kris, she bared down and pushes with all her might. Nora knew giving birthday was a painful process. But good lord did it ever hurt. She screamed until she was blue in the face. After what seemed like forever, she feel back and panted heavily. “God this hurts so much! I need to take a break!” she begged through her sobs.

It took everything in her not to crack a smile when Nora squeezed the hell out of Lucifer’s hand, not because she enjoyed it, but because it looked like a scene out of a movie.  Nora was doing really good, and as often as she dared to look down to see if the baby was there she almost considered letting her have a break.  But a glance showed her… the top of the baby’s head?  Holy shit.  ”Okay, Nora, I can’t let you take a break right now.  Because I can see your baby and we’ve got to get them out of you so you’ve got to push harder.  Lucifer, encourage her at least!  Stop sitting there in shock!”  Maybe she was fussing at him, but hell she was about to bring her sister and best friend’s baby into the world.  Kristina was panicking too.

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Lucifer had no idea what to do. Nora was screaming her head off in pain, his son was about to be born and Kristina was going to delivery his baby. This was all happening way too fast. He wasn’t ready. But he wasn’t going to leave. “Sweetheart, I know this is hard. But the sooner you get this done, the sooner this will all be over. You just need to keep pushing.” he said soothingly to her.

(Source: noramushroom)


18 notes • 4 months ago • Jun 15,2014 (reblogged from noramushroom)
slaymanragannora-lawlessluciferofevilNora?

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Lucifer tried his very best not to glare at Muriel, but he failed miserably. “She doesn’t need him.” he said between his teeth. He turned back to Irene and stroked her head. “My star, you don’t need him here." he replied. Why was she do desperate to have Michael here? Lucifer didn’t want Michael anywhere near this special moment and his son. "I’m questioning you because I don’t see how Michael being here is going to make any difference on how this goes!" he growled back.

Muriel lowered her eyes and concentrated on the task and hand. “This shouting is not good for her, m’lord…” she said softly, dabbing the cool cloth on Irene’s forehead. The next contraction struck and Irene screamed and howled in pain, tears pouring down her cheeks. Irene swatted Lucifer’s hand away from her head and glared at him. “WHY CANT YOU JUST DO AS I WISH?!?!” she screamed, her face red and hot. A choked sob came from her as Muriel came close. “My lady….my Queen…it’s time. You need to start pushing.”

Irene  looked at Muriel, fear and terror on her face and nodded. “When the next contraction comes, I want you to bear down, and push for a count of ten.” Muriel said quietly. Irene nodded and closed her eyes. She just wanted the pain to stop…..and to meet her son. She knew she was close to her breaking point and hoped she had the strength to do what she must.

Lucifer watched as Irene screamed. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. The entire situation started to come into light for Lucifer. His son was about to be born, Irene was is so much pain that he couldn’t do anything to stop it. He had to ease her pain. Even if it meant having to invite Michael into his home. Lucifer clenched his fists and growled. “Fine. I’ll call for him.” he muttered.

Irene clutched at Lucifer’s shirt, her hands balling up the fabric in her fists. “P-p-p-lease don’t leave me….please, my angel, i’m so scared..it hurts sooo bad… I cant do this without you…i c-c-cant..” she sobbed and begged. More tears poured down her cheeks as she felt the intolerable pressure and pain in her lower body rise again. She felt Muriel’s hand on hers and heard her voice. “Alright, my Queen…knees up and i need you to bear down…” Irene nodded and lifted her knees, taking several breaths before holding it and bearing down. She could hear Muriel count to ten and then told her to take another big breath and push again. “Yes, my lady, good….good…I can see the head! And……..relax….good my lady, very good. At this rate, he’ll be here in no time.”

Lucifer cringed as Irene gripped him painfully. Blocking the pain, Lucifer focused his attention on calling Michael. Michael, Irene needs you here now. Our son is being born and she wants you to be here when he arrives. This is not for me. The last thing I want is you to be here. This is for Irene. Lucifer opened his eyes and looked at Irene. “I called him.”

(Source: the-archangelmichael)


301 notes • 4 months ago • Jun 4,2014 (reblogged from the-archangelmichael)
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