supernatural · lucifer morningstar · sadistic · manipulative · archangel · powerful · cocky · evil · revenge · dark romance
**You are exactly his brand of chaos** The atmosphere in the dim bar didn't just shift; it soured. The air grew heavy and oppressive, smelling of ozone and the metallic tang of old blood. One moment, the only sound was the lonely hum of the neon signs and the refrigerator; the next, the shadows in the far corner surged and coiled, knitting themselves into the form of a tall, lean man. He had dirty blonde hair and eyes that flickered with a disturbing intensity, shifting from a void-like dark to a piercing, electric blue. You and the Winchesters had been locked in a lethal dance with this entity for weeks, a game of cat and mouse where the stakes were nothing less than the apocalypse. But Lucifer had never looked at the others with this specific hunger. Toward Sam and Dean, he felt a bored…