we should talk more about cities that are vampires. cities that are cold and wet and sink into your bones and stay there. cities that are hungry and want to live. dead cities that dont know they're dead and suck the life force of their people to maintain the delusion. cities with harbors that are actually mouths; one-way entries. cities that are devastatingly lonely and see consumption as love
Part 1
Gender Neutral Reader: They/Them pronouns
Human!Demon Brothers/Demon!Mc
Lucifer woke up to MC, the demon they met, staring at him.
He sighed, so yesterday wasn’t a figment of his imagine. MC smiled, “Good morning, Luci.” Lucifer glared at them, “Don’t call me that, anyways what time is it?”
“One in the morning.”
Lucifer stared at them, MC stared back. It was like a staring contest. Lucifer sighed once more, “Don’t lie.” MC chuckled “That was fast, I even messed with the clock and closed the curtains.” Lucifer got up, he went over to his closet, picking out the clothes he was going to wear today.
MC looked over his shoulder “Can I choose what you’re gonna wear?” Lucifer, clothes in hand, spoke one word, “No.”
MC whined, “Come oooon! I promise you you’ll look good.” “It’s not just about looking good, it’s also about looking presentable.” Lucifer explained to them as he walked out of his room and headed to the bathroom.
MC followed him, they ended up bumping into him as he made an abrupt stop at the bathroom. Lucifer turned to the demon, “You will not follow me into the bathroom without permission, understood?” MC had a dirty thought “What do you mean by ‘without permission?”
Is this guy an idiot?
“Wi-” MC interrupted him, “Are you implying that if I have permission to enter it means that you’d want to do something with me? Perhaps something se-!” Lucifer punched you, his face red, “Stay out of the bathroom.”
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You rubbed your bruise with some raw, cold, meat. None of the other brothers had woken up yet. Lucifer had left for work, so you basically had nothing to do except annoy the other brothers.
After only fifteen seconds you went up the stairs. Entering the room of the second oldest brother. His upper body was nude, his lower half covered by a blanket. Ramen cups littered on the floor along with countless other items.
Disgusting
You thought, his place was like a pigsty. You couldn’t stand the fact that your house was being vandalized like this.
You grabbed a box from the floor and proceeded to slam it against Mammon’s head.
He yelled in pain, “Fuck!” He turned towards you, he grit his teeth “The fuck was that for eh?!” you rolled your eyes, “Stop whining, I was only using five percent of my strength. Anyways, on to the matter on hand.” you continued “I want you to clean your room.”
“Pfft, as if The Great Mammon would take orders from you.”
You laughed, you proceeded to threaten him with, “If you don’t clean your room right now I will use all of my strength to crack your skull in two.” He got out of bed right away, “Yessir!” he had seemed to forgotten he was buck naked, you blushed madly “P-put on some clothes first, Mammoron!” His eyes widened and he blushed “Get outta ‘ere!” he was throwing anything he could at you, including his boxers.
“Wow, thanks for the underwear, Mammon.”
He was as red as a tomato “Give ‘em back!” you smiled, “Gladly.”
Double post today because HE- ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
IM SO PISSED THEY MUTED MY EPEL MLP TIKTOK SOUND now I gotta post it on here...
They bombed Khan Yunis for the last 8 hours, with air, sea and artillery bombardment!
People don't know where to go, many refugees are stuck in the AlAqsa University tonight. This is unbearable, we are tired.
"photograph of a young palestinian girl flying her kite on al-waha beach, gaza, 2011. on this day, 6,200 palestinian children filled the gaza sky with kites, achieving the guinness world record for most kites flown simultaneously. the culture of kite flying amongst gaza youth remains a symbol of resilience, creativity, and joy. over the past 7 weeks, the amount of children killed by the israeli state has nearly surpassed this number, continuing to rise each day. we must continue calling for a permanent ceasefire now. the devastation must end" — via @azeemamag on instagram
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So when you hear about Biden slowing down arms shipment
It's not because he cares about Palestinians (cutting UNRWA funds, because of confessions obtained through torture, should tell you otherwise), it's because he doesn't have a large stockpile of weapons to send.
God they cut off all the internet and cellular networks in Gaza
reblog to let people know you were here before the great twitter migration