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She Goes For Older Guys

From this request: Could you do a fic where cash and luci are fighting over reader behind there back, only to find out she’s with Crowley? (Is would clearly be in a au where there reformed or something )

*High School!AU


“Congrats on getting into the play, Castiel!”

“Thank you, Y/N,” Cas said. He honestly couldn’t believe that his name was on the list. He’d only auditioned because you were in the drama club and he wanted to spend a little more time with you. He was expecting to be passed over, perhaps offered a spot on the crew, but he’d actually landed a part! “And congrats on getting the lead!”

You blushed. “Thanks. I honestly wasn’t expecting to get such a big part…”

“Are you kidding? You were great! Totally convincing. I knew as soon as you walked onto that stage that you were going to get it.”

You smiled. “It’s going to be great to work with you.”

“Just… take it easy on me. This is the first play I’ve ever done.”

You laughed and gently punched Cas in the shoulder before heading down the hall. Cas turned once again to the cast list—there it was. His name. Just a few names under yours.

“Hey, bro,” Lucifer said, coming up from behind Castiel. He grabbed him in a headlock, grinding his knuckles against Cas’ hair. “Whatcha doing?”

“Nothing, Lucifer. Get off of me.”

Lucifer looked at the bulletin board. “Whoa. Did you get a part in the play?”


“Ha. What a loser. Why’d you try out for the school play?” Lucifer studied the list a little longer. “Wait. Y/N got a part?”

“She got the lead.”

“Hm. I may have to find my way on the crew for the show… maybe I can be her personal dresser….”

Cas shoved his brother. “Don’t be a creep!”

“Hey, come on, man. She’s hot!” Lucifer studied his brother. “Wait. Is she the reason you tried out?”

“I… well…”

Lucifer smirked. “Well, well, well. Look who’s finally developed a crush on a real girl. Too bad I’m going to be the one to get her.”

“Shut up, Lucifer! She’d never go for a guy like you.”

“Oh, really? You wanna bet?”


Being the captain of the football team and the class president meant that Lucifer was able to convince the drama coach into letting him run the light board. So he became a steady part of your life, every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday afternoon.

This worried Cas. True, he actually spent time onstage with you, but Lucifer still managed to find his way backstage to tell you some stupid joke or give you some sort of compliment.

Cas and Lucifer got into more scuffles at home because of it.

“Look,” Lucifer said one night, nursing a black eye while Cas tipped his head back to stop his nose from bleeding. “Let’s make a deal. After the show on opening night, we’ll tell her how we feel. Then she’ll choose one of us and the rest will be history.”

“Fine,” Cas said.

And so, opening night finally arrived. The show went fantastically. You were stunning, as usual. Cas didn’t flub a single line. Lucifer enjoyed the power of controlling the lights.

Afterward, the brothers stood in the lobby, watching as people came through and offered their praises to the cast. Once they were gone, Cas and Lucifer would approach you.

“Wait,” Cas said, watching as a young man stepped toward you. “Who’s that?”

The brothers watched as you wrapped your arms around the man, a huge smile on your face.

And then, to their horror, you kissed him.

“What the hell?” Lucifer asked. He headed over to you, despite Cas trying to pull him back.

“Oh, hey guys!” you said with a smile, your arm still wrapped around the man. “Great show, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, great,” Lucifer said. “Who’s this?”

“Oh, this is my boyfriend, Crowley. Crowley, this is Lucifer and Cas.”

“Nice to meet you,” the man said, holding a hand out.

Cas shook it, seeing that his brother would not.

“I don’t recognize you,” Lucifer said. “You go to a different high school?”

“He’s a college student,” you said, a proud sort of smile on your face.


You turned to Crowley. “I’m going to go get changed. Then we can go out?”

“I’ll be waiting here, love.”

The brothers slowly went backstage after saying goodbye to Crowley. “Well,” Lucifer said. “That… was unexpected.”

“A college guy?” Cas asked. “How…”

“Drop it, little brother. There’s no way you can get her away from a college guy. Might as well sit back and enjoy the friendzone.”

Cas was quiet for a few moments. “Well…. I’d rather be her friend than nothing at all.”

“You’re so weird.”

Forgive me, forgive me!”
You cried out with tears
coursing down your cheeks
and your tears are meteors
that fall to earth.
“Forgive me,” you cry and clutch,
oh how you clutch at the ends
of your Father’s robes.
His back is turned to you
and oh how he won’t look at you,
no, he doesn’t even give you a glance
or acknowledge our pleas.
“I thought this what you wanted,
I kept your commands!”
Father remains silent,
it weighs so heavily on you soul
and if you had wings they would droop.
Instead your beautiful golden light dims
and it begins to change from golden light
filtered through protective atmosphere
to a raging inferno of lava.
It’s nuclear fusion going on inside
and your thoughts are spinning
and if you were a bird in flight
you would have fallen to the earth
and your body would be broken.
But no, you have no body, no wings to carry you,
instead your heart leaps out of your chest
and is crushed when your father speaks,
“You are no child of mine, begone Satan,
you are not welcome here in my Eden.”
He doesn’t even acknowledge your name,
the name you were so proud to bare,
so proud to here from His lips
when He praised you for your song.
No, Father renames you from your proud name,
you are His adversary, Father’s enemy,
no longer Father’s beloved child.
You flee from Father, in anger, in hurt,
you curse His name, and oh how you
loathe His newest creation, Father’s Humans.
Oh how you vow,
“I won’t be Father’s enemy alone,
I will make Father’s creation my thralls,
I shall raise them against Him.
—  And So Father Turned His Back On You - CK

anonymous asked:

"No! You keep her out of it. Fine, I'm technically supposed to be doing something elsewhere- and you know where. But unfortunately for you, you aren't in any position to tell me what to do so I'm taking an extended vacation doing what I do best." He grinned. "People watching. From the shadows. And occasionally reproduction but that is between you, me, and around six hundred others...I'm particularly fond of spawning, if you couldn't take a hint."

Lucifer rolled his eyes,”Oh no I really should involve her after all ought to be someway to send you back to hell there is still a system despite what you think.” He still kept a grip on the other eyes flashing a moment,”Or better yet you could meet your new gatekeeper sure my brother would love to drag you back to hell in fact he’d get praise for the task sure you’d hate that.”

He sighed in annoyance,”Yeah I get the hint which is why Mazikeen is going to enjoy dealing with you till you get locked up in hell under your new management and the system thereof.” Lucifer grabbed out his phone with his spare hand texting Maze smiling before pocketing the phone. 

“Maybe we can also make an example of what happens to the idiots like you who think I can’t still have say in hell from up here. After all new management and a different gatekeeper but I’m still not stupid enough to leave you pathetic lot to ruin my fun.” Lucifer’s eyes flashed one more time. “Mazikeen needs something to torture anyways it’s really a mess you’ve gotten into thinking you could just give me a middle finger and avoid responsibility for your actions.”