Adolescent Antichrist Halloween Special 2023
Father Figure! Lucifer x Teen! Reader
“Happy Halloween!” said Em to (Y/N) as they walked into the room before they headed to the party they were invited to.
“Happy Halloween,” said (Y/N). They grinned at Em. “Wearing your demon face, I see.”
Em shrugged. The side of her face was scarred and a map of red designs, bloodlike but beautiful. They wore an array of black and red, the fabric deliberately torn and shredded to add to her scary appearance.
“I have to work with what I’ve got,” said Em.
“Ah, there you two are!” said Lucifer, rounding the corner. “Are you ready to go?”
“Yep,” said (Y/N), nodding.
Lucifer looked at them and cocked his head. “What are you dressed up as?”
“Jack Kline from Supernatural,” said (Y/N). They grinned and gestured to their white t-shirt and tan jacket. It was simple, but the addition of gold contact lenses, the casual costume was complete.
“Jack Kline?” repeated Lucifer.
“He’s Lucifer’s son, the antichrist,” said Em.
(Y/N) grinned as Lucifer nearly groaned at the irony of their choice. “Would you have preferred I dress as the stereotypical devil, horns and pitchfork and all that?”
Lucifer sighed. “Anything but that.”
(Y/N) chuckled. “Alright, then, we have to go. We’ll see you tonight.”
“Be safe, okay? I run a club. I know what can happen at parties,” said Lucifer.
“Yeah, yeah, we both know I’m more responsible than you,” said (Y/N), waving a hand before heading into the elevator.
Lucifer couldn’t argue with that. (Y/N) was definitely more responsible than him.
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(Y/N) and Em walked into Noa’s house where the party was in full swing. Various people from school were milling about in different costumes, some sexy, some silly, some scary.
“Em, (Y/N)!” called Noa, walking over. They were in a pirate outfit with an eyepatch and hat tipped back over their box braids with gold beads hanging at the end. “You two look so cool.” Noa smirked at (Y/N)’s outfit and the drawing of the anti-possession tattoo they had on their collarbone. “Playing off Lucifer being your dad?”
(Y/N) almost reminded Noa he was just their foster father, but they liked being connected to him so they let it be. “It was between Jack and Sabrina the teenage witch.”
“I love it,” said Noa. They smiled at Em. “And Em going with the scary demon look. Fantastic makeup application.”
“All natural,” said Em, and (Y/N) rolled their eyes at the play on words.
“Ah! You guys arrived!” Olive appeared behind Noa, dressed in a short pink dress with a layered skirt of blue and purple strips. Small flowers were pinned across the bodies and waistline, and a pair of wings were strapped to her back. She was a fairy, and it fit very well with her.
“Hey, Olive,” said (Y/N) and Em.
“We just need to grab Marcel and Leon and then we’ll have the entire group together,” said Olive.
“You mean you haven’t found them? I thought you were tracking everyone down,” said Noa.
Olive pouted. “I got distracted.”
“Yeah, by the ‘Monster Mash,’ ” teased Noa.
Olive shrugged. “I like dancing.” She put her hands on her hips. “But come on, we’ve got to get the LGBTQ+ Breakfast Club together again.”
“You’re never letting us live that name down, are you?” said Leon, appearing behind her.
“Leon! We found you,” said Olive, smiling.
Leon raised an eyebrow. “No, we found you,” they said.
“No one can miss Olive,” said Marcel from beside Leon.
Leon was dressed in black trousers and a vest overtop a white button-up. Over that he had a beige jacket and a long black coat. In their hands, he held a stuffed animal of a raccoon.
“Are you Poe from Bungou Stray Dogs?” said (Y/N), smiling.
Leon shrugged. “I like the show, and I like Poe’s stories.”
“I’m pretty sure Leon is the truest academic here,” said Marcel. “The rest of us just mess around.”
“Someone has to focus,” said Leon wryly, but he looked at Marcel fondly at the compliment.
Marcel had his hair changed from purple to pink and wore a turquoise school uniform. Two barrettes with pink spheres were clipped into his hair, and he wore green sunglasses.
“Oh, you’re Saiki K,” said Em brightly. “I like that show. It shows how silly humans can be.”
Marcel nodded, and after knowing Em for a while, no one thought it strange that she referred to people as “humans.” (Y/N) just sighed. Em still wasn’t great at blending in.
“A pirate, Saiki, Poe, a fairy, Jack Kline, and a demon,” said Olive, looking at all of them. “This is very fitting for our group.”
“Feels that way,” said (Y/N), smiling.
As they spoke, “You Make Me Feel Like It’s Halloween” by Muse started playing. (Y/N) grinned.
“This is for me, isn’t it?” they said.
“Hey, Muse is fun, and it’s a good song,” said Nao. “But yeah.”
“Let’s go and dance!” said Olive. She looped her arm around Nao’s and dragged them towards the dance floor.
Marcel tapped Leon’s arm, and they headed after the other two. (Y/N) and Em were the last two to go.
“Ready?” said (Y/N).
“To have fun with you? Of course,” said Em, smiling at them and jokingly offering her arm.
(Y/N) felt heat go to their cheeks as Em smiled at them. They averted their eyes and hurried to the dance floor, leaving Em to chuckle at their embarrassment.
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Cas’s cardinal sin isn’t lying or hubris or anything like that. His sin is that he Gathered The Supplies.
This is a term coined by my friends to describe one of my more autism-forward behaviors. Someone will say something like “I need more scrapbooking supplies” or “I’ve always wanted to see a bison” or “Maybe we should stop eating meat” and I don’t really register whether they’re being serious or sarcastic or just saying words for the sake of it. Some word hooks into the wrong part of my brain and suddenly I am Gathering The Supplies. No one asked me to. No one wants me to. But we are taking our 900 National Geographics and vegan meals and we are Going To The Bison Preserve.
Crowley suggests they needed more souls to avert the apocalypse, and Cas Gathers The Supplies. (Alpha monsters are Supplies.)
Every stupid idea Sam poses to him, he Gathers The Supplies. (Up to and including Rowena, she is Supplies.)
Kelly Kline asks for help raising her antichrist, and he Gathers The Supplies. (the lives of those who threaten Jack are Supplies.)
He and Dean are standing in the bunker and they need something that can defeat death and Cas. Cas Gathers The Supplies.
(The Empty is Supplies.)
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Simple Life
Simple Life
https://ift.tt/wpD7aSs
by inkstiel
"Now that they’ve got kitchen cabinets, he and Cas have discovered an affinity for mugs, which they hunt down at thrift stores–this morning, he picks a souvenir mug from Gatlinburg, Tennessee with the name “Alice” and a picture of a mama bear and two cubs on it. He puts out a mug for everyone else next to the percolator, including one for Jack, who is not allowed to drink coffee yet despite the fact that he’s living as a teenager, is technically the Antichrist, and was briefly God."
(After The End, Dean and Cas live a simple life in the bunker, full of food and family and early mornings. Just a little domestic study of Dean and Cas finally getting a comparatively normal life.)
Words: 3279, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Dean Winchester, Claire Novak, Castiel (Supernatural), Eileen Leahy
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester
Additional Tags: Domestic af, Bunker Fic, Fix-it fic, Post-Canon, valentine's day exchange!, married deancas, Human Castiel (Supernatural), Trans Dean Winchester
via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/iGxPHpO
February 13, 2024 at 09:13PM
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