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Well now I’m wondering how Mammon even discovered he could talk to crows after the fall. It could have been an emotional moment where he was venting out his frustrations with his new life, and some crows flew over and lend an ear. It could have been a funny moment where he fell down and a flock started laughing at him. It could have been a bit of both, who knows?
It's hard.
But he doesn't know what's harder.
His aching body, twisted to form something wholly new?
Or the gaping hole that Lilith left behind.
The searing anger of their newest family member.
Or Lucifer's suffocating self-hatred.
The screams of his little brothers as they jolt out of another nightmare.
Or the burning of his eyes as he sacrifices another night of sleep to stay vigilant by their sides.
The old-new-stronger urge for more, more, more.
Or the eternally dark skies and sneers of creatures he'd once mercilessly ploughed through.
It'll get better, he thinks. One day it'll get better. But today. Today it's hard.
So he jumps out a window.
It might be selfish. It definitely is selfish. He needs to get back in there. He needs to keep them all together while they find themselves.
But. But he just wants this time. This five minutes to himself where he can finally grieve. This five minutes to himself where he doesn't have to pretend he's strong. This five minutes to himself where he can break apart before he has to wipe away any lingering tears and pull up a grin and rally the others.
So he jumps out a window.
He fucks up the landing. Put off balance by the slim black leathery wings when he had been expecting large fluffed up white ones.
That's already a silver lining, as off putting as it is. No more preening and much more inconspicuous, probably faster too if he had the chance to test it out.
But he doesn't. Not right now, at least.
Instead he wonders out further into the castle grounds away from his messed up, broken family, away from the too cheerful Prince and his creepy butler.
He eventually plops down under an old dead tree - something you'd never find up there where everything and everyone had to be perfect or else.
He breathes through his nose and stares up at the sky. Another silver lining. The night sky was ethereal.
A shuffling by his side has him jolting, fight or flight kicking in until he makes eye contact with a large black bird, its dark beady little eyes staring up at him.
He's seen them before of course. They seem to litter both the Devildom and the human world.
He sits back down. Watching warily as it hops closer and caws at him - loud and obnoxious.
Asmo would say that he sounded the same and the thought startles him enough that it makes him laugh. It's been the first time he's laughed since even before the Fall and it's because of a stupid fucking bird.
He tells the bird as much and it cocks its little head at him. It's almost cute.
Maybe it's because he hasn't had a chance to talk about it yet. Maybe it's because he's been so focused on holding everyone else together he's forgotten to patch up his own cracks. But he starts talking. He starts talking and he can't stop until his voice his hoarse and his cheeks are wet and the bird has moved closer, head nestled under his palm.
" 'rry," he says once he's calmed down enough, staring down at those little eyes that had never shifted from his face, "ya prob'ly didn't wanta hear all that. But thanks for listenin'."
"Damn, Bro. That really fucking sucks," says the crow.
Mammon shrieks.
Once an Angel, now a Demon, Mammon discovers a new ability.
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while trying to flee ukraine, poc (asians, africans, middle easterners) are reporting actively being pulled off of escape transportation to make room for more white people at the polish border. poland is refusing to accept poc as refugees period to, again, make room for more white people. it’s also being reported that Ukrainian policeman are becoming physically violent with black people trying to flee. all of this needs to be recognized as a war crime and i’m so, deeply serious.
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A quick sketch for his birthday <3
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posting this before i stare at it so much that i hate it
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tryna figure out if I should turn this fear au into a multi chap (which I’m bad at keeping up with) or one really long one shot that’s basically the entire 1 hour and 45 minutes of the movie……..
stay alive.
Not because your mother will cry at your loss but because the sun will come out tomorrow and you will not be there to appreciate it. Stay alive because the path will go somewhere exciting and you will not be able to experience it.
Stay alive because your favourite band might release a new song. Or your favourite series might be renewed for a new season. Stay alive because there are twenty thousand more series to hold you in your gloomy days.
Stay alive.
Not because your father will blame himself his whole life but you have a whole world out there for you to see. Because your coffee mug is sitting there waiting to be filled.
Stay alive because your older self is waiting for you to grow up as a wonderful person your father may not be. Stay alive because all the rights are waiting for you to fix them because nobody but you can do it.
Stay alive because the moon is there for you. The stars in the darkest of night need you to look up and admire them.
stay alive.
Not because your siblings will hold your clothes and remember you but your clothes need you to remove their emptiness. The next burger you are going to eat is waiting for you out there. Stay alive because a part of the air around you is reserved only for you to breathe.
Stay alive because a spot in front of the Eiffel Tower where you are standing needs to be in your album. Your streets are waiting for you to come for a walk with headphones on. Your favourite songs are waiting for you to give them that unmatchable attention.
stay alive.
Not because your lover will lose his/her half, but because of those roses in the garden waiting with love to be plucked for love. For that unwritten parchment that wants to be painted with your affection even if no one ever reads it.
Stay alive for the imaginations you have before your sleep and for the dance under the sky you want. For the days you laughed at your own jokes and the days you could not love yourself more.
Stay alive for your bedroom because it will never be the same without you. For the winds because they will never touch any skin in the same way. For the sky because no one will go crazier as you do seeing it changing colours. For the moon and the stars, you see so adoringly that they shine a little brightly for you. For all the songs who you have given a place in your heart. For all your favourite series you carry with you. For all the clothes you wear daily. For the rays of sun you love on your face and for the life that beats within you.
Stay alive for you.
I'm not really up to date so I didn't know you could identify as someone with a disability. Is this real?