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NOTORIOUS BARTENDER Z LAO ONCE AGAIN UNLEASHES A VERBAL STORM ON PAPARAZZI: "F*CK OFF!"

Surprise, surprise! Z Lao, the fiery bartender from one of the hottest celebrity hotspots, found themselves on tape once again, unleashing a torrent of profanity that would make even sailors blush.

But wait, there's more—in a shocking twist, they managed to snatch an innocent paparazzo's camera right out of their hands. Cue the chaos as all four paparazzi present attempted to reclaim it, but alas, victory eluded them. It took the intervention of two bystanders to wrestle Lao into submission as they defiantly declared, "I'll f*cking destroy your sh*t!" Witnesses say this mantra echoed like a broken record.

While Z Lao might not be winning any popularity contests with the paparazzi, there's no denying their magnetic pull on the high-profile nightclub crowd, who can't resist the allure of the bar, even if it comes with a side of drama.

Nepo baby Russel Grier, interviewed just outside the club last night, responded with laughter and some slightly intoxicated swaying when asked about the recent incident. "They're badass. We love them. In this f*cked up place with you f*cked up people following our every move, Z's got our back."

Chalk it up to the alcohol talking, my lovelies? We all know the paparazzi play a crucial role in keeping people like him relevant (cough cough nepo babies), so we won't take those inebriated words to heart. After all, you've got our back, right?

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Demon Roommate P.2

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.”

The IOF opened fire on starving civilians trying to collect food aid murdering dozens and injuring an estimated hundreds or more they then crushed some of the injured by running over them with tanks. This was their “reason.”