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^^ this is amazing for more resources. ive heard great things about erowid

if yall want good info on how drugs work as a writer - particularly if you arent someone who dabbles in illicit substances - bluelight forums is an excellent resource. its meant to be for harm reduction but its community sourced info with hundreds of people posting their personal experiences and tips to be safe. i personally love using it to research for writing anything that i havent tried.

edit: dont stress about government concern by accessing it. it’s an official australian harm reduction site and used for community support by addicts and people in mental health crisis. it’s parented by the multidisciplinary association for psychedelic studies <3

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Home Sweet Home, Lucifer

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Fanfic, gn! reader

Reunion, platonic/romantic (depends on interpretation), S13 E07!

Word count: 1963

Tw: I had absolutely no motivation when I wrote this, so I’m sorry it if sucks. Use of swear words, SPN series centred. Obvious spoilers for S13. That’s all? Can be read as platonic. (NOT PROOFREAD)

Summary: When Lucifer finally escapes out of Apocalypse world, he is left on the streets without powers. It would seem as if you were meant to come across him, and save him from the people mistaking him for a homeless person.

Requested by @blueangel-love . I’m sorry if it isn’t what you had hoped! Inspiration was very low for this one but I did my best. I made another Lucifer reunion fic this month! It’s a better version! You can find it right here <33

Buy me a coffee/force me to write more!

“You know I'm a dreamer

But my heart's of gold.

I had to run away high,

So I wouldn't come home low.”

Not two seconds ago, he had stood in a different world, fighting to get out of it, and now, his face was met with the hard concrete of the sidewalk. Bright sunlight immediately blinded him, the sight very different than what he had been used to in those past short weeks. Confusion seeped into him as he roughly got up, looking at all the people walking around him.

“What is this?” He muttered to himself. “Cincinnati?” He was deliberately ignored by bypassers, only gaining dirty looks, or eyes directly glued to the ground. “Excuse me, could you tell me where I am?” He wondered to a woman, but she ran from him before he had the chance to resume. “Just a moment of your time, sir? ‘Cause I don’t know…” But the man had already left before he could finish his sentence.

This was stupid. He was Lucifer of all people. He wasn’t to be ignored by simple humans. He could curse himself for even trying to be polite.

“Oh my god, when are they ever gonna get those people off the street?” A woman scoffed as she and her friend pushed past him, ignoring his incredulous looks. “Excuse me? Those people?” He repeated, following them in slight offence. “No eye contact, Beverly.” The same woman mumbled. “You have no idea who you’re talking to, lady.” Lucifer threatened, though it didn’t come off as terrifying as it usually did. He knew it.

“Just when things went right,

It doesn't mean they were always wrong.

Just take this song,

And you'll never feel left all alone.”

The woman sighed, reaching into her pocket as she handed the blonde a dollar bill. “Here. And don’t go spending it on drugs now.” Scoffing at the little paper, Lucifer balled it up, throwing it over his shoulder. He chuckled at her, shaking his head in disbelief: “I’m Lucifer.” But as he snapped his fingers, nothing happened to her. Instead of a bloodcurdling scream or a plea for mercy, a joyful laugh came out. “Honey, you’re not Lucifer. My ex-husband’s Lucifer.”

You didn’t know how it even happened. You watched him forced into an otherworldly portal not a month ago, and suddenly, the devil himself had been standing on the sidewalk of a random town. It couldn’t have been a coincidence that he was there. He must have been looking for something.

Dread settled in as you watched him threaten the ladies, though they didn’t seem scared by his appearance. “Oh my god.” You whispered to yourself, shoving your fake ID back into your pocket before running up to the three, placing your hand on Lucifer’s shoulder. “Hey, there you are!”

Immediately, the fallen angel spun around, his eyes widening as he came face to face with you. “Y/N?” He voiced, his voice flooded with relief, which you had trouble understanding. “Oh, am I happy to see you!”

“Take me to your heart.

Feel me in your bones.

Just one more night.

And I'm coming off this long and winding road.”

You and Lucifer hadn’t been the best of friends in all honesty. Out of everything you had to deal with and he had to deal with, you simply seemed to be bothered about each other the least. In fact, you had actually helped him a handful of times - if that didn’t include him trying to murder everyone and take over this world. Be that as it may, it still took you by a huge surprise when he wrapped his arms around you to force you into a hug.

You didn’t quite know what to do. If his intention was to smother you to death, he was failing miserably. You awkwardly patted his back before he let go of you. “I am so sorry for the inconvenience!” You faked towards the two women. “Forgot to take his meds this morning.” “What?” He interrupted, waving his hands in dismissal: “No, I’m fine.” “Thank you for looking out for him!”

You quickly grabbed the angel’s arm, setting a fast pace as you tried to pace your way through the crowds. He simply followed you as if it was the most natural thing ever. When the biggest crowds of people had departed, you stopped, turning to him with a scowl. “What the hell were you thinking?” You scolded. “And how the hell did you get back here?”

He refused to answer. He just looked at you as if you were the most interesting thing he had ever seen. “Lucifer?” “I’m just so glad you’re here.” He breathed, pulling you into another hug. You frowned at the notion, now hugging back, though nowhere near cosy yet.

“I'm on my way, I'm on my way.

Home sweet home.”

“Are you okay?” You asked him, pulling from his embrace for a second time. “Yeah, yeah, just fine.” He shrugged. “I gotta figure this out because this…” He snapped his fingers, pointing towards a man across the street who was caught up in his phone. “Isn’t working.”

You breathed an ‘ah’ of understanding, shaking your head at him. “Your test drive for your grace is to intend on killing people then see if they explode?” “Yeah!” He laughed, as if it was the most obvious thing. You merely nodded at him in uncertainty. “Right. Yeah, sometimes I understand why the Winchesters hate you.” “Wow,”

You ignored his sarcastic scoff. “What are you doing here?” Two people walked past you, causing you to grip his shirt, pulling him to the side of the street. Lucifer seemed completely unfazed by it, easily answering your question as if it was the most obvious thing in the world: “Oh, Kevin opened a rift and I jumped in.” “Kevin?” You voiced in surprise. “Other world Kevin,” he clarified, nodding his head from side to side. “Met my other world brother; total douchebag.”

“Tonight, tonight

I'm on my way, I'm on my way.

Home sweet home.”

You didn’t respond to that, still unsure of what to make of the entire situation. Lucifer smiled at you, widening his arms in glee. “But you’re here!” “Yeah,” you nodded. “We should get you some clean clothes.” “Don’t worry about it,” he shook off. “I gotta get to Heaven, though. Get some extra juice.”

You could have cursed him for immediately running off to heaven again. Regaining your grip on his shirt, you forced him into a back alley, making sure you weren’t seen by anyone. Pushing him against the wall, you gave him an accusing look. “Lucifer,” “Hello.” He smiled, that ever-evident cheeky expression on his face. You did your best to keep your face neutral. “You can’t just come here out of nowhere without any grace whatsoever, then expect to waltz into Heaven and expect them to hand some extra to you.” “Well,” he sighed, stepping out of your hold, shrugging as if it was nothing.

“I can.” All you gave him was an unimpressed look. He frowned at it. “I’m not weak.” “I could take you in a fight right now.” You remarked. Once more, that stupid cheeky expression returned: “Oh, are you sure?” “That wasn’t a challenge.” You sighed.

“Too bad. Was looking forward to it.”

“You know that I've seen

Too many romantic dreams.

Up in lights, falling off the silver screen.”

Asshole or not, he knew when to stop. Sometimes. But now, he could see the conflict in your eyes. He knew you got along well with the Winchesters and their angel. “Listen,” he mumbled. “I appreciate the concern, but I am an excellent bluff,”

You couldn’t suppress your chuckle at his words. “Right,” “Not to you apparently.” He continued. “I spot tells.” “Which is why I like you.”

You weren’t an idiot. You knew what had happened with Heaven and everything - Castiel had told you many times. And though there was nothing you could do to halt Lucifer’s ultimate demand of the sanctuary again, you never failed to remember the disappointed looks on the faces of your closest friends. You couldn’t even completely explain why you and Lucifer got along so well. You simply seemed to.

“My heart's like an open book

For the whole world to read.

Sometime nothing keeps me together at the seams.”

“Come on,” the angel almost whined. “I really gotta get amped up. Right now, I’m just… useless.” “Ouch,” you commented, knowing his celestial powers weren’t there now, which practically made him human. “So, will you help me?” He finished.

You observed him for a short second. Considering everything he had done in the past, he looked truly miserable now. And that wasn’t necessarily due to his appearances. Something had changed within him and you could easily see it. And if you could, so could others.

“If I said no, you couldn’t explode me.” “No,” he answered. “But you’re gonna say yes.” His confidence was what took you aback. “Why is that?” “Because I like you,” he spoke plainly. “And you like me. It makes sense.”

“I'm on my way, I'm on my way.

Home sweet home.

Tonight, tonight

I'm on my way, just set me free.

Home sweet home.”

He was so full of himself at some times. It made you all the more cautious of his actual plan. “And your plan after regaining your grace? Back to ruling Heaven?” “Haha, you’re so funny.” He spoke sarcastically, his laugh dramatically fake. Then, he shook his head, shrugging to his next words as if it was nothing: “I’m going to meet my son.”

Something in your face shifted upon his words. He saw it immediately, taking a step back at your reaction: “You met him?” Even if you would lie, he’d know. “Yeah.” “So, you can lead me to him?” He encouraged, his voice filled with eagerness. You had trouble rejecting it.

“Lucifer, listen. There are bigger issues going on right now.” “Such as?” He deadpanned. “Bills? Food? Other mortal things?” “Asmodeus.” He stopped ranting as soon as you spoke those words, disgust evident in his features. He didn’t even try to hide it in his words: “Ugh, he was such a pain in the ass.”

“Yes, and now he’s our pain in the ass.”

“I'm on my way, I'm on my way.

Home sweet home.

Yeah, I'm on my way, just set me free.”

His eyes fell on his surroundings for reasons you could not place. Usually, he wouldn’t think twice about dismissing your offer and disappearing. But you were a welcomed sight after the apocalypse world, and he couldn’t just disappear now. You were his safest bet without his grace.

“Okay,” he relented. “We’re going to Heaven, regain a bit of my grace, I’ll help you handle that asshole Asmodeus and you arrange a little meeting - father-son, you know?” You blinked rapidly at him, still not sure how you managed to convince without as much as a ‘please’ or ‘thank you’. He couldn’t stand your hesitance.

“Come on, whaddya say?” The Winchesters would hate you for this.

You’d recover.

“Get rid of Asmodeus first,” you offered. “Then, we’ll see how it goes.” “I knew there was another reason I liked you!” Lucifer exclaimed as he clasped your shoulder, unable to withstand the smile on his face.

This was probably going to turn out to be a horrible idea, but you’ve done worse things in your long line of work. And there seemed to be something about him now that made him much easier to read. If he was going to betray you, he would hurt himself doing it. He’s too vain to let that happen.

And besides, being close with the devil had its perks.

“Home sweet home.”

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update - scheduled for surgery after presenting at the ER with severe pain and hopefully ill be out tomorrow morning

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update

hi yall. figured i should update since ive been away for so long.

my health has abruptly gone downhill and the latest catastrophe is getting a pelvic screening due to extreme pain. could be anything from severe endometriosis to cervical cancer.

im not dying (hopefully lmao) but the combo of my consistent fainting, other health scares and new medication has had me barely getting through school and my two jobs.

i hope to return to writing soon and expand into more fandoms as well.

love to all of you who have enjoyed my writing and thank you for sticking around for more 💕💕

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Supernatural DARK Dialogue prompts

“Of course you’re poisoned/drugged, I’m the one who gave it to you.”

“I’m/We’re hurting you for your own good.”

“Shut up or I’ll put a bullet in your skull.”

“I’ve/We’ve fucked you, did you really think I’d/we’d keep you around.”

“stop? stop? I’m not stopping until you remember exactly what happens when you disobey me.”

“scream all you want, no one can hear you.”

“You look so pretty covered in your own blood and tears.”

 “I was going to kill you, but I found a much better use for you instead.”

“Because I like you I’m gonna let you chose how you want to die.”

“No.” “I wasn’t asking”

 “the only one who gets to kill you, is me”

  “come out, come out, wherever you are.”

 “ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. “

“You can’t just leave me here!” “yes I can, in case you forgot you’re mine now, so stop acting up and I’ll think about unchaining you.” 

  “And here I was hoping I wouldn’t have to make you scream tonight.”

“I’m not sure if i want to fuck you or kill you. You know what, maybe both.”

 “You’re losing my interest, and that is very dangerous.” 

 “Please, let me die. I don’t want to suffer anymore.”

“ no one is going to save you. no one can”

 “ the person you once knew me as, died. “

 “ I will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace.”

 “I wonder which will get you killed faster: your loyalty or your stubbornness?”

 “I’m only just getting started!”

 “I am going to wrap my hands around your throat and-” “Fuck me?” “Kill you.” “Less sexy.”

 “you’re a monster” “if I’m such a monster for doing what needs to be done then what does that make you? a child, afraid of the nightmares that change will cause, desperately trying to cling onto a reality that will never work”

 “You’re just like me.” “No I’m not, you’re sick and vile and I’m not like that.” “No, your not, but you will be.”

 “Aren’t you tired of running little one?” “No! I’ll never stop trying to get away.” “Well that’s too bad, I’m tired  of chasing, game over.”

“You should have given up when I gave you the chance, this isn’t what either of us wanted.” 

 “Where did all your fire go? That ferocity? I almost miss it.” “If you miss it, you shouldn’t have tortured it out of me.” “I said almost. Misery looks much better on you.”

 “Darling, your effort is commendable. Really. But you should stop before you get hurt.”

 “How do you feel?” “I’m terrified.” “Perfect.”

 “Please don’t hurt me…” “Oh dear, ‘hurt’ doesn’t begin to describe what I’m going to do to you, try torture, destroy, rip to shreds, shatter, but if you want it in simple terms I am going to break you.”

 “I don’t deserve this! I didn’t do anything to you.” You’re right, you don’t deserve this, but here you are.”

 “If our positions were switched you wouldn’t stand a chance.” “Honey we both know you don’t have it in you to turn dark side.”

 “I’m not going to beg.” “Oh I think you underestimate how far I’m willing to go in order to see you reduced to a whimpering mess.”

 “I. Don’t. Lose.” “You just did.”

 “How does it feel?” “*broken sob* Please stop.” “I’ll stop when you describe how it feels, how painful it feels, having a knife plunged into you over and over.”

“I hoped you’d be better than this.”  “Hope won’t stop you from bleeding out.”

 “Let me out of here!”  “Not a chance. I’m going to break you. Then I’m going to fix you. Then I’ll break you and fix you again and again until you’re my perfect toy.”

 “Do you value your life or you dignity?” “why?” “Because depending on your answer things are going to take a really drastic turn.”

 “Don’t worry.” “It’s not going to hurt?” “Oh it’s gonna hurt a lot, but you wont be able to move.”

“You’re pretty. But you’d be prettier on your knees, bleeding.”

“Now what to do to you first, I’d remove your vocal cords but I love your screams.”

“You look so broken, it’d be so easy for me to kill you.” “Then kill me.” “No, you don’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

 “Scream louder.”

 “I could hurt you, but I’m not going to, not yet, for now I just want to see how far I can push before you snap.”

 “Don’t you look so pretty all covered in blood and scars.”

 “I can’t wait to see you in hell when you get your due.” “Honey when I get to hell you’ll be in the same position you are in right now.”

 “Go to hell!” “I’ve been, it didn’t agree with me.” “So even The Devil didn’t want you.” “Sweetheart the Devil couldn’t handle me.”

 “A knife? How original.” “I’ve come up with at least 10 new ways to use it so shut your trap

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if yall want good info on how drugs work as a writer - particularly if you arent someone who dabbles in illicit substances - bluelight forums is an excellent resource. its meant to be for harm reduction but its community sourced info with hundreds of people posting their personal experiences and tips to be safe. i personally love using it to research for writing anything that i havent tried.

edit: dont stress about government concern by accessing it. it’s an official australian harm reduction site and used for community support by addicts and people in mental health crisis. it’s parented by the multidisciplinary association for psychedelic studies <3

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im still alive, just recovering from a real bad bout of pneumonia + new meds being added on. apparently going from high humidity heat to dry ass freezing cold in the span of a week is NOT good for people who get sick easily. this is my third experience w pneumonia in 4 years rip.

im looking forward to getting back into writing for SP once my brain cells recover. ily all 💕💕

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welcome back to another episode of i went off on an adhd tangent and now im floored.

#spn #supernatural #a/b/o fic

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might have appendicitis. am also taking a 10 hour flight to hawaii tmr. literally what is my life

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y/n: i woke up and took a shower. i never wear make up, i just pull my hair in a messy bun and i put on some comfy clothes. i don't wear any revealing clothing like ever. i wear combat boots and i'm one of the boys, basically the most pick me bitch you'll ever see

me reading the fic with full make up on, hair done, nails done, lashes done and brows on point in the sluttiest clothing known to man:

fyi: this is coming from a person who's been an author for 5+ years ...

if you're the first this post ain't for you sis

before you get offended, here's an ask i answered to clarify the post, seems like some of y'all took this post the wrong way

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theres a cryptid in my room

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for those of yall writing kyle fics feel free to ask me anything abt judaism 😌 sometimes i see things that are pretty inaccurate and i understand it comes from a place of lack of knowledge (ie a v minor thing: the correct spelling of sheila’s nicknames for kyle are ‘bubbe and ‘bubbale/ bubbeleh’) so lmk if yall want help xoxo

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thank uu 😙

i had heard a lot of diff info about how much belly piercings hurt so i was worried lmaooo but now i just have to convince my momma or just do it without her noticing 💀

omg thats fair. i felt that way about my tongue. i find them pretty easy to hide (altho im lucky cause my family is a piercings family) 💕💕 let me know how it goes ml ☺️

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sorry yall im closing my requests briefly as im a little bit sick and also my body is trying to rebound from my antidepressant withdrawals <3 im slowly working on the ones currently in my inbox but im struggling to do anything except sleep. i hope u guys understand and once i bounce back from this, ill open up requests again <3

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hey friend 😙

how much does a bellybutton piercings hurt? i want one hella but the only piercings i have so far are 2 lobe piercings and 3 cartilage 😭 i have a pretty good pain tolerance but idkkkk

hi luvly! my bellybutton was honestly my least painful -comparable to lobes! if you can handle cartilage, you can def handle a navel piercing. my one tip in terms of a good piercer when getting a bellybutton piercing is to make sure that they do it while you’re laying down!

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new nails i feel like a new bitch

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i used to have two helixes in my left but the guy who did my lower helix mustve fucked up cause it didnt heal after a year and a half and was constantly painful/ infected (keep in mind i religiously clean my piercings and have only ever had one other infection - which was my first lobe when i was 8) anyways i took it out cause it wasnt even worth it anymore lmao

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

I currently have 12! Bellybutton, five lobes (2 left, 3 right) 1 helix in each ear, both nostrils, septum and tongue! im trying to find a piercer who can do angel fangs for me and im also going to get my eyebrow done soon! i hope to have at least twenty (mostly in my ears) <3