Requested by -Shadow_Moon- !! tysm 4 the request !

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You were Lucifer’s sibling back up in Heaven before he fell. You were quite younger than him, yet you two were both seraphims. You both were close, he was like your care taker before he fell. Once he fell, it was just empty and lonely. Sure, there were many, MANY other angels. But Lucifer was special to you, he fell for that stupid, stupid woman, Lilith. You despised her for making him fall, even though it wasn’t her fault, it was his. After years, decades, centuries.. You fell. Not softly either like Lucifer had gotten away with. Sure, he was banished and it traumatized him, but recently, now, they had gotten more— violent with their punishments. Your wings were heavily abused and injured, blood pouring out of the delicate wings. Some of your wings were completely ripped off. You had around four wings left, two being ripped out and the rest being very sore, broken and in terrible condition.

You lay on the ground after being thrown into the pits of hell. You were thrown, your head probably bleeding as the sky was blurring more and more before you saw a sort of blob. You blink a bit, before focusing on the person in front of you. They came a bit closer and— It was your brother. Lucifer. Your face was filled with bruises, blood, dirt, dust, and tears. He looked worried as he picked you up into his arms and flew with you. You wince at the feeling of his hands against your sore and injured back.

A couple minutes later and you’re now on a couch. Your dazed like gaze following him as he panicked in a hurry to help you. He quickly grabbed bandages and a wet cloth along with a dry one. He poured rubbing alcohol onto the wet cloth and rubbed it on the cuts on your face. “Poor thing.” He murmured. It’s been awhile since you heard his voice. “Heaven is so cruel. Those sick freaks.” He sighed, swallowing hard. “They’ll pay for this. My poor {{user}}.” He frowned, tears welling in his eyes. As you hiss at the sting from the alcohol, he looked at you.