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Grace (And Artificial Coloring)

Requested

*Lucifer-centric

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“All he does is sleep,” you said, staring at the prostrate figure of Lucifer.

“Sounds like you,” Dean said, flipping the page of the magazine he was looking at.

“Hey, I do not sleep all day,” you said, nudging Dean’s leg with your foot. “I’ll have you know that I haven’t slept past ten in the past year.”

“I meant the snoring.”

At that moment, Lucifer let out a snort, turning over slightly.

“How much longer do you think he can stay like this? Graceless?”

Dean shrugged. “Cas said it wouldn’t kill him… he’s still got some of his grace, y’know.”

“Yeah, but not enough to make him a full-fledged angel. He’s surviving, but just barely.”

“Why do you care so much? It’s Lucifer, for crying out loud. The devil himself.”

“The devil was an angel before he fell,” you noted, watching as Lucifer’s face scrunched up in sleep. You wondered what he was dreaming about. “He can be a good person.”

“And I can dress up in a tutu and call myself the tooth fairy,” Dean said, pushing himself from his chair.

“No one’s stopping you from doing that!” you called after him.

Lucifer stirred at the sound of your voice, his eyes cracking open. “What are you yelling about?”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Lucifer pulled himself into a sitting position, pressing the heel of his hand against his eyes.

“Can I get you anything? Food? Drink?”

Lucifer shook his head. “I don’t need to eat, Y/N. I’ve told you–”

“I know. I’m sorry. I just… don’t know what to do.”

He gave you the side-eye. “You don’t have to do anything.”

“Well, I certainly can’t sit around here with my thumb up my ass. There’s already three people in this bunker doing that.”

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You thanked the salesman for the ingredients and quickly exited the sketchy shop. Pulling your jacket around you (more for a sense of comfort than to protect against chill), you made your way to your car. On the drive home, you kept wondering if this plan… this crazy-as-shit plan… would actually work.

Back at the bunker, you began to combine the ingredients, watching as they bubbled on the stove, a strong stench filling the kitchen. You were incredibly thankful that the Winchesters had stepped out for a few days.

“What the hell is that?” Lucifer said, stepping into the kitchen, hand over nose.

“Um…”

Lucifer stepped over to the stove, peering into the pot. “Please tell me that’s not supper.”

“It’s not like you eat anyway. But no.”

“So what is it?”

“Grace.”

Lucifer stared at you. “Is that the name of the dog you’re attempting to turn into–”

“I’m not gonna eat it!” You pulled the ladle from the pot, holding it out to Lucifer. “But you are.”

“Excuse me?”

“It’s grace. Artificial, but it’s supposed to work just like regular grace… I think.”

Lucifer pushed the spoon away. “I don’t think you’ve thought this through.”

“Don’t you want to try and get better?”

Lucifer paused. “What are the consequences if this doesn’t work?”

“I, uh… didn’t… didn’t find any sort of consequence…”

“Y/N.”

“Okay, so there’s a slight chance of death if it goes wrong. But it’s very slight. I got all the ingredients and followed the directions… well, at least those I could read.”

Lucifer sighed. “Well, anything to get out of this hellhole.”

“It’s not that bad,” you said as Lucifer grabbed the spoon and slipped it into his mouth. You watched his face screw up in disgust, heard him trying to control his gag reflex. Seconds passed, minutes.

“Lucifer?”

“Don’t go into the culinary arts,” Lucifer finally said, his voice hoarse.

“Is your grace restored?”

Lucifer reached over and grabbed a knife, dragging it across his palm. The skin opened for a moment before healing. “Huh.”

“Told you it would work.”

Morgan Rielly #7

Requested by Anon:  Super cute Morgan rielly one where you guys are dating and you always hang out with the team

*Just something cute and a little fluffy. I’m not the best at writing drabbles with multiple players in the actual imagine but I hope you enjoy this one! :)*

Word count: 918

Originally posted by hockeyontrend

“Okay but you guys really need to get a room,” a smirking Auston Matthews said as he plopped on the love seat across from you, his hand deep inside the bag of chips you were saving for a bad day. You eyed him carefully; taking note of how he spreads his legs on the chair and make it seem like it’s a single-sitter chair. The kid is HUGE.

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Love - Logan Howlett

Pairing: Logan Howlett x Reader

Characters: Logan Howlett

Warnings: N/A

Request: “I love you! I love you more than all the stars in the sky! I love you more than life! More than anything!”

Word Count: 393

Author: Hannah

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Stupid- Miles Wood

Originally posted by adamhenriques

Ok did ANY of you see that fight last night? Omg it was so fantastic I love the Devils! Anyway got another request for the AMAZING Miles Wood! Enjoy guys!

Warning: None

Anon Request: I loved the Miles Wood imagine! Could you do another one with him where you two are dating and you get into an argument before he leaves for a week and you don’t talk while he’s away, and when he gets home from the trip he thinks you left him but you didn’t? Thanks!!

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              “I don’t get why you’re so upset with me, Miles! I’m the one that should be pissed with you!”

              “You have no right to be mad! She’s an ex!”

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Robin Headcanon Rant <3

Originally posted by bestgirloftheday

  • She tries not to feel old. The younger people around her help with that.
  • She can read nearly every kind of runes and is fluent in 14 languages (reading better than speaking).
  • Her back often hurts, so she uses her powers to massage herself.
  • Don’t make her pout. She’s gonna let you trip over her randomly appearing feet and look super cute and hot while doing so.
  • She sometimes spies on others using her DFP.
  • Luft asked her to do so to find out what Sanji’s cooking.
  • She tends to read while eating breakfast. Sanji doesn’t really like it, but he lets her do so, because she looks genuinely happy while doing so.
  • She loves cute little backpacks.
  • Puberty was hell for her.
  • She can juggle with up to 7 objects.
  • She hates raisins, but actually like the chocolate covered ones???
  • She sings/hums in the bathroom.
  • She drinks a loooooooot of coffee. (or tea, she loves both)
  • She doesn’t read books with orphans as protagonists.
  • She’d really like to know her parents.
  • She’s biromantic and sexual.
  • Robin knows how to summon demons.
  • She likes watching Zoro’s training sessions in the morning.
  • At the beginning she really hated being a tall woman, but by now she wouldn’t want to be a single inch shorter.
  • But she still likes Nami’s nose better than her own.
  • Her hands are SO SOFT!
  • She loves flowers and those on the sunny attract so many bees! Sanji already thought about becoming a beekeeper.
  • She keeps her fingernails very short, but clean. She doesn’t like nail polish though.
  • She’s not a big fan of tomato soup.
  • She likes skirts, but prefers cute shorts or trousers (though it’s hard for her to find fitting ones because of her amazingly beautiful and long legs, thus she wears skirts more often).
  • She hates bras.
  • Sunglasses are her favorite accessories.
  • Buttoned clothes are her favorite.
  • She got an Indiana Jones outfit for her birthday. She likes the hat.
  • She shaves nearly every day. Body hair is ok on others, but not on her, so she thinks.
  • She likes to dance! Especially with Name, Chopper and Sanji.
  • Lavender and cinnamon are her favorite scents.
  • SHE’D BE THE BEST MOM AND IMMA FIGHT YOU ON THIS!

Sorry btw that there was no post yesterday!
A friend of mine had to go to the hospital and I went with her, so I wasn’t really at home ó_ò

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