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Dec. 2nd, 2011 07:15 amIn darkness, there is always Light.
Still working on clearing out the backlog of Fallen-verse ficbits in my Gdoc files, so have more fic.
Safe
( It took quite a bit of convincing to persuade Uriel to leave Lux. )
Safe
( It took quite a bit of convincing to persuade Uriel to leave Lux. )
drabble: Warmth
Nov. 21st, 2011 05:00 amI am cold and tired, so have an almost-drabble.
Uriel dragged book and blanket over, curling up at Lucifer's side. "So warm," he murmured.
"Comes with the territory," Lucifer replied. Then, "What you need is a bed."
Uriel looked up in confusion. "Why? I do not sleep."
"There are plenty of things to do in a bed that don't involve sleeping."
"Such as?"
Lucifer sighed. Angels. They would be the death of him, one way or another. "Winter is coming. It's beautiful, but harsh. I know you, you won't like it. You'll want somewhere warm to stay."
Uriel nodded. "True. But this will do for now," he replied, contented, complacent.
Uriel dragged book and blanket over, curling up at Lucifer's side. "So warm," he murmured.
"Comes with the territory," Lucifer replied. Then, "What you need is a bed."
Uriel looked up in confusion. "Why? I do not sleep."
"There are plenty of things to do in a bed that don't involve sleeping."
"Such as?"
Lucifer sighed. Angels. They would be the death of him, one way or another. "Winter is coming. It's beautiful, but harsh. I know you, you won't like it. You'll want somewhere warm to stay."
Uriel nodded. "True. But this will do for now," he replied, contented, complacent.
100 Prompts: #37 Eyes
Nov. 12th, 2011 08:50 amI thought I burned myself out on reading/writing aaaaaaangst years ago but I just finished writing a hurt/comfort fic. With LUCIFER. The world is officially coming to an end.
Lucifer was borrowed from![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
grace_descends with permission. Many thanks to cattygabriel for betaing That Damned Paragraph for me.
Forgrace_descends, prompt #37
Eyes
( This is so not the ego-stroking response Lucifer thought he was going to get when he asked for this prompt. )
Lucifer was borrowed from
grace_descends with permission. Many thanks to cattygabriel for betaing That Damned Paragraph for me.For
grace_descends, prompt #37Eyes
( This is so not the ego-stroking response Lucifer thought he was going to get when he asked for this prompt. )
An update from the author
Nov. 5th, 2011 04:20 pmFirst and foremost: I HAVE AWESOME FRIENDS AND I LOVE YOU!
Second, I am slowly coming out of hiding and am looking for new threads to occupy myself with.
Please consider all old entries to be archived and not part of any current game canon. I may continue to post bits of writing for some of these old storylines (because I would hate to trash all the half-finished documents I have laying around), but I will try to tag them clearly so they will not be confused with newer plots.
I can occasionally be found mucking about LJ via openID, but I much prefer things here on DW. If anyone is even remotely interested in joining me, just ask for a code - I have plenty. (Also, I may or may not be known for showering people with paid accounts. Not that I'm trying to bribe anyone, oh no...)
Updated bio, links post and other things forthcoming, if I get the time.
Questions, comments, harassment: leave a message!
Second, I am slowly coming out of hiding and am looking for new threads to occupy myself with.
Please consider all old entries to be archived and not part of any current game canon. I may continue to post bits of writing for some of these old storylines (because I would hate to trash all the half-finished documents I have laying around), but I will try to tag them clearly so they will not be confused with newer plots.
I can occasionally be found mucking about LJ via openID, but I much prefer things here on DW. If anyone is even remotely interested in joining me, just ask for a code - I have plenty. (Also, I may or may not be known for showering people with paid accounts. Not that I'm trying to bribe anyone, oh no...)
Updated bio, links post and other things forthcoming, if I get the time.
Questions, comments, harassment: leave a message!
ficlet: Bloom
Jan. 16th, 2011 11:53 pmThis short little ficbit takes place after "Eyes", but before "Smile". Call it "Eyes pt2" or something. I have six or seven more where this one came from, but goodness knows when I'll get the time to finish them.
Bloom
( Leaning against the door frame, Lucifer watched Uriel closely. )
Bloom
( Leaning against the door frame, Lucifer watched Uriel closely. )
OOC: boot to the head via meme-sheeping
Oct. 23rd, 2010 07:57 amPost a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!
1. Lucifer reached out a hand to gently brush at an ash-blackened wingtip, suddenly grateful for the dark sheets on his bed.
2. "Like the sun, you always are."
3. They were beautiful in their own awkward way, and he could not imagine the world without them.
4. A heavy weight settled on Lucifer's legs, jarring him from sleep.
5. "So you fancy yourself the vulture that feeds on the carrion crows."
6. He glanced about at all the books once treasured, now gathering dust.
7. "I chalk it up to good genetics - you should see my father."
8. The air in his lungs is heavy and he's drowning.
9. Lucifer - formerly Lightbringer, now Babysitter - cocked one eyebrow at their childish antics and reached out to deftly snatch the pan from Gabri as both fallen angels went down in a flailing heap on the floor.
10. Christmas gifts should not move of their own accord, should they?
If there's something you find particularly interesting, I accept payment in the form of verbal nudges, jabs with sharp and pointy sticks and even the occasional gentle cattle-prodding. However, it should be noted none of these forms of payment guarantee I will finish something in a timely manner.
Colored tags denote different storylines, based on a color-coded flowchart I once made for myself. Because my headcanon is a mess.
1. Lucifer reached out a hand to gently brush at an ash-blackened wingtip, suddenly grateful for the dark sheets on his bed.
2. "Like the sun, you always are."
3. They were beautiful in their own awkward way, and he could not imagine the world without them.
4. A heavy weight settled on Lucifer's legs, jarring him from sleep.
5. "So you fancy yourself the vulture that feeds on the carrion crows."
6. He glanced about at all the books once treasured, now gathering dust.
7. "I chalk it up to good genetics - you should see my father."
8. The air in his lungs is heavy and he's drowning.
9. Lucifer - formerly Lightbringer, now Babysitter - cocked one eyebrow at their childish antics and reached out to deftly snatch the pan from Gabri as both fallen angels went down in a flailing heap on the floor.
10. Christmas gifts should not move of their own accord, should they?
If there's something you find particularly interesting, I accept payment in the form of verbal nudges, jabs with sharp and pointy sticks and even the occasional gentle cattle-prodding. However, it should be noted none of these forms of payment guarantee I will finish something in a timely manner.
Colored tags denote different storylines, based on a color-coded flowchart I once made for myself. Because my headcanon is a mess.
drabble: Smile - Epilogue
Oct. 15th, 2010 06:50 amDo you have ANY clue how hard it is to write exactly 100 words? Normally I am a writer of few words, but as soon as I imposed a limit on myself, this thing tried to explode. Trimmed it back down to 100 words and tried my best to keep it from being too stilted. Lucifer better appreciate my hard work. This takes place immediately following this.
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grace_descends
( Smile - Epilogue )
For
grace_descends( Smile - Epilogue )
"Contentment is wanting what you have"? Then I am not content.
* I have passed by this every day on the way to work for two weeks now. Uriel has finally had enough.
* I have passed by this every day on the way to work for two weeks now. Uriel has finally had enough.