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silverwingborn · 16 hours
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“A cage went in search of a bird.”
— Franz Kafka
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silverwingborn · 17 hours
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✨Do you believe in curiosity?
Do you believe in what you cannot see?✨
✨Do you believe life is a Lucid Dream?
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Independent and Semi-Selective RP blog for a heavily Canon Divergent pre-fall Lucifer clone OC named Lucid Eveningstar. Sideblog. Penned by @soulsmuses . Mun & Muse are 30+
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silverwingborn · 1 day
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“Adam, it’s not a lie!” Finally her own stoic and hardened persona began to crack. Despair leaked itself through the cracks when Silver saw the flicker, felt his grip slack. Hot tears laced with her anger and mourning rimmed her eyes. Taking in a breath to steady herself, the Nephil spoke solemnly.
“You’re right…you can’t save me from Heaven’s punishment. You were never meant to, Adam. If not you, they’ll just send someone else down here and this whole fucked up chase will keep going!” With shaking hands, Silver lifted them to take hold of Adam’s arms, her gaze intense with a sea of emotions.
“I never wanted this. Any of it. To be born a living sin, to be hunted down by Heaven like wild game, to end up in Hell…I was given every reason to fear and hate Heaven. And when you came down and flashed my picture in my face, I knew right then that even in death? This chase would never end. I was terrified, livid, and burning to survive a while longer. So I lied…I lied to you so I could live for another day. And then another. And another. It was only a matter of time until you found out. There were…several times I wanted to come clean…but every possible end lead right back to where we are now.”
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Caught up within the moment of silence, his mask flickers. As if a wire had short circuited for only a second. Or perhaps these feelings were far more complex to truly be shown in emotes alone. Whatever the reason, it reveals a venerable state inside him. A crack in his glorious egotistical armor. Adam wants to replace the confusion with something familiar, something he could control. But rage just couldn’t replace the felling of betrayal.
When Silver confirmed who she really was, that she was the Nephilim he’d been hunting all along.. he’s not sure how to respond. A low grumble heard between grit sharp teeth and his grip seems to falter. Silver wasn’t a monster.. no where near the threat Heaven made her out to be. Adam had spent countless days with her, the conversations they had.. the feeling of kinship that took them both by surprise.
“Tell me you’re fucking lying! For fuck sakes, Silver tell me it’s not true..” she could simply deny it. He’d happily pretend this never happened. “Don’t be a dumb bitch.. I can’t fucking save you from Heavens punishment.”
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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Let’s Cuddle RP Prompts
( chest ) sender pulls the receiver into their chest for a hug / cuddle - from @divinegnosis
He came back…
When the First Man appeared, Silver did not know what to do. Does she flee? Should she fight? Heaven had sent him down to kill her, that was the mission from the start, wasn’t it? And the Nephil managed to con the angel into striking a deal with her, one fabricated by her own silver tongue. Silver had lied to him, misled his efforts, and unwittingly began to gain his trust.
The general of the exorcist army had every reason to strike Silver down. But when Adam’s hands reached for her, she figured it would be for her throat or some form of violence. Instead, she found herself smothered in his embrace, held to his chest.
The ruffled feathers of her wings began to smooth as hot tears stung the edges of her eyes. Why? Why was Adam doing this? What is he doing?! Was this to mess with her?
Lifting her arms, Silver circled them around the First Man, clinging to him as finger gripped tight to the fabric of his robes. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry I deceived you! That I was not truthful sooner…”
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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“A Sin?” Silver’s brows raised, surprised by this reveal. Her gaze followed as the rooster demon circled around her, staying in still otherwise. “That must mean you’re one of the Big Seven. Asmodeus, Sin of Lust, no?”
The Nephil met Ozzie’s gaze again, grinning. Well, no point in trying to lie or deny her curiousity to a powerful demon. If he could see her true identity without issue, no doubt the Sin would be able to pick up any attempt at deceit. Silver shrugged her shoulders and hummed.
“I took a chance to leave Pride and this was the floor stop. Hell just got a lot bigger for me and color me curious~ I do hope I’m not stepping on any toes by coming here.”
"Sweety, you can't fool a Sin." Asmodeus replied with a hint of sass. "Also, Sinners can't get through the barrier holding them in the Pride Ring." He added as a side note. "So what brings you here to my turf?" Ozzie asked, circling around her and checking her out, but his tone wasn't unwelcoming. If anything, there was a sort of... kindness to it. As odd as that might seem.
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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Silver did not know what was happening, but she felt she needed to stay, to not leave Lucifer’s side for a second. She remembered the night they first met, how he drowned himself in drink to stifle an unspoken pain. And while that they had played and laughed about down by the pond feeding the hell fowl, Silver never stopped wondering what was the real cause for Lucifer to drink himself to intoxication. Things with Charlie seemed better now on the surface with the hotel, but even this new found happiness wouldn’t fix a long standing pain.
Pulling Lucifer closer on the couch, the Nephil gently rubbed his upper arm as she spoke just above a whisper. “I’m here…Talk to me, Ducky.”
It was one of those days Lucifer's heart simply ached beyond capacity, and try as he might, he couldn't hold it inside. As much as he tried so hard to bury his pain and forget about it, it always came crawling to the surface eventually, seemingly desperate to be acknowledged.
He had just expected to be alone enough to break down privately when it happened. He was alone most of the time, thanks to his current tendency toward self isolation, so that's usually how it happened.
So when he found himself confronted with his friend, he doesn't know how to react. But he was far too gone to be able to stop mid-breakdown, so it was certainly far too late to pretend he was alright or to shake it off.
Not having the heart to ask Silver leave or anything, seems all there is left is to allow his friend to witness him at one of his lowest points.
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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It’s Sinday! Whisper in my muses ear what you want to do with them...
And my muse will indicate whether they are keen or not.
Who knows you may find a new ship…
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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Send me "&" for my muses reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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let’s cuddle rp prompts
send in one of the prompts below for my muse’s response. it’s a mixture of platonic, shippy, and smutty. you may specify intentions if you’d like. please add ‘reverse’ at any time to reverse the roles.
( little spoon ) both muses are cuddling and the receiver ends up being the little spoon
( big spoon ) both muses are cuddling and the receiver ends up being the big spoon
( chest ) sender pulls the receiver into their chest for a hug / cuddle
( crawl ) sender crawls into the receiver’s chest for a hug / cuddle
( behind you ) sender hugs the receiver from behind
( side hug ) sender hugs the receiver from the side
( pillow ) sender lays their head on receiver’s chest
( tears ) sender is crying and ends up being held by the receiver for comfort
( hurt ) sender is hurt and is being comforted by the receiver for comfort
( kiss ) muses are cuddling and begin kissing
( doing it ) muses are cuddling and begin initiating sex
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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//Everyone’s perceiving the King like
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@xluciifer
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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If you wanna FIGHT I'll stand right beside you. The day that you FALL I'll be right behind you.
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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Don't take it out on others
A PSA addressing behavior that's often excused due to mental health.
We all have our issues, our bad days and bad periods, we have our problems and our frustrations, but despite all these thorns in our sides, it's never, ever okay to take it out on someone through passive aggressive behavior, name calling or any other rude approaches.
In these situations one has to address themselves, step back and breathe, find something to stimulate that part of yourself that's not doing well. Get some fresh air by opening a window to breathe, get a glass of water, lie on the floor for a hot minute and just relax. take a break, and ask someone if they can help you.
If you don't have someone you want to rely on or you're someone that doesn't want to bother anyone, write it down. Get it out somehow. but don't ever, ever think that it's okay to take it out on someone else, because it's not.
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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@themosthatedbeingg
Lucifer was hanging out with silver again , there was a farmer’s market going on in wrath and he was hoping to find a nice trinket to give the other since she had given him a rather lovely stick — being wrath it was rather warm so he thought nothing of it when he got her popsicle to help beat the heat but .. but now .
Oh he was really regretting his purchase when he caught her eating it out of the corner of his eye and proceeded to trip over himself cause of it .
Lord the heat of Wrath was stifling, that dry heat that cooks one under the intense daylight. And while they’d found a shaded spot near the market to take a breather, it still was warm. Silver had stripped off the usual over-shirt, now in just her high neck crop top. When offered the popsicle the Nephil eagerly accepted it with a sighed relief of thanks to Lucifer. Hell, this was the best gift in her opinion right now!
It was red, a fruit punch flavor that tasted delectable in this heat. Unconsciously as she sucked and felt the coolness in her mouth, Silver lingered on this bliss with closed eyes, giving a soft content hum. These seconds of oral bliss were interrupted by the audible trip she heard next to her, quickly looking over to Lucifer with concern.
“You okay? The heat’s not getting to you, is it? Maybe you should sit down.”
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silverwingborn · 2 days
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Let’s Cuddle RP Prompts
( hurt ) sender is hurt and is being comforted by the receiver for comfort
( Hurt ) - @hells-greatestdad
Silver heard the king before she saw him. A sound she’d never heard before from him, one of anguish. Approaching the room she heard the sounds, the woman found the door slightly ajar, peeking in on her companion. She found Lucifer alone, the Nephil’s heart breaking at the sight of how hurt he looked. Shutting the door behind her, Silver approached slowly and called his name. Once at his side, she got to his level and gently slide her arms around Lucifer, holding him close.
“You’re okay. You’re alright…I’ve got you.”
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