Rebel Flesh

rebel flesh

or: i felt it in my mind. i reached out to it, and it to me.

the long-awaited final installment of awoken from uneasy dreams. the immediate aftermath of i shall be mr seek - please read that one first so that you understand what’s going on!

lots of warnings for this one: graphic descriptions of body horror and involuntary transformation, lots of bodily fluids (blood, saliva, demon goo, etc.), coughing/choking (similarities to drowning so please be careful if that’s upsetting for you), some of the imagery is similar to descriptions of seizures and similar uncontrollable physical reactions/episodes. i strongly encourage you to be mindful of the warnings, and to stop reading at any point if you become too uncomfortable. please put your own safety and comfort first.

satan watching the end of the world for just over 1500 words.

this isn’t exactly how saturday was supposed to go.

there was supposed to be a slow, sleepy morning with you curled up next to him in your bed, a bright and easy day to spend together, something warm and comforting for dinner with his brothers. maybe one of those parfaits you like at the café on silent street. there was supposed to be talking and laughing and smiling. maybe you’d hold his hand on the way home. there was supposed to be a good day. 

the red light flooding out of the library burns satan’s good day to ash.

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back again with more cat AU (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

MC can’t play the flute): (obey me)

It is me again posting at ungodly hours mua ha ha. As always i’m sorry for any grammatical mistake i am only human, ok?? Also forgive me for i am a lover of soft Lucifer w MC, HE IS SOFT WITH THEM I JUST KNOW IT, OK??? Only God can judge me u_u

Whose idea was to give MC a flute and tell them they could play???

1st.

➙ Poor man can’t take a break. If it isn’t Mammon it’s Satan and Belphie, if it isn’t them it’s Diavolo or Mephisto. If it’s not one of the mentioned above it’s you. It had to be you. He has already come to terms and has surrendered to his destiny surrounded by morons, some more lovely than others but morons at the end of the day. You’re part of the black list. ➙ Anyways, he couldn’t care less about who bought you what. He only mildly cares because he’s in charge of the house finances (or so he tells himself that). One day, a bill arrived at his desk. It was a small purchase, harmless even.

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Tired | Obey me angst | Burnt out MC AU

PLEASE READ: THIS IS ONLY ANOTHER DRAFT THAT I MADE. IM PLANNING TO TAKE A BREAK. 

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okay this is more or less directed towards my feelings. And yes im going to be diagnosed soon because my angst is kind of concerning at this point. 

summary: burnt out mc leaves the Devildom with no warning

warnings: self-indulgent, burnt out feelings, guilt and depression(?), half-venting (kinda on my part)

                           Playing: Moral of the Story by Ashe

                                              ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

and while you’re at it, check my spotify! 

The Devildom was fun. For a while. But the studies and your personal problems began closing in on you. It’s as if it was a trap. You never wanted to be in the same boat with them. Dealing with their problems while also dealing with yours can be tiring. Depressing. It makes you think late into the night. How can you solve all of this while receiving no damage towards your mental and physical health? You thought of this one hard. Yet nothing could slip through the cracks. You had to face them head on, with nothing to protect you. Not even the brothers were aiding you in this war yet they made it with their own hands. It was pathetic, really. They were provoking these problems, but they cower in fear whenever they face with the consequences. How stupid can they be? To use a mortal as their shield was a coward move. But wasn’t it the only thing they can do? They were terrified. Cut them some slack. It’s brutal. Trying to make everything alright while also dealing with the thoughts in your head. You were stable. You were. A sigh left your lips as you flip the dusty pages of a book. Just leave it alone, MC. They never cared. They never cared for you. They never cared if you felt as if you were only a trump card to their succession. You were treated as if you were a doll. Always played with then thrown away. It hurt you. It was like a toxic relationship that breaks apart once you finally try to pry open the brother’s good side. It was certainly something. The once sweet brothers, now held hate in their eyes. Their open hands now closed, their fists clenched. You wanted a break. You deserved it, no? As you stare at the luggage that once helped you bring your items to this Hell, you knew it would help you bring your items to leave this realm. 

   The Devildom was quiet. Really, quiet.  Too quiet. No laughter. No screams. No pain. Nothing. Only the occasional pen scribbling from Lucifer, or the footsteps from Mammon in the halls. They all knew what they were thinking. “Where is MC?” Well, let me answer them for you. Gone. You were gone. No where in site. Pain struck them as they began looking for you. And yet, no clue or trace to be found. You knew it was wrong. To leave. But, wouldn’t it be better to just leave completely than stay? They never wanted you there in the first place. They hated you. They never wanted you. They didn’t love you. But as you held your tears in your once warm home, you held your heart. As a pained smile masked you, you thought to yourself. You may have left them completely, MC, but did they truly leave you?

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Okay i left for like an entire month. And I’m sorry for that. But I was taking care of myself. I felt really low in that period of time. But I’m feeling better now! I still plan to write more stories, but my posts will be slowed. Originally, I planned to make this a full on story, but I decided to make it a draft or an idea for some others to take and use. 

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@auspiciouscat, @sxgar-milk  @savagemickey03 @wassupcampers , @assuconu , @mymy16068 , @kittyspit-blog

May I request a head cannon or fic (up to you) where Luke gets overworked from the Celestial Realm putting pressure on him and MC gets all protective over him

/platonic obviously. I'm sorry if this doesn't make sense, I have trouble with words lol

𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲: of course! :) this is a cute idea, thank you for the request!

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Luke and GN!Mc (platonic)

Luke hardly gets anymore sleep or time to care for himself anymore. All of a sudden Michael, and other archangels have been requesting him to do more tasks then he should, even Simeon feels bad & tries to help but even at that it’s still stressful for the little angel to handle.

One day you were coming over to purgatory hall for the day, you put on a coat and said goodbye to the brothers. As you arrived there you knocked on the door waiting for a answer. Simeon answers the door and lets you in, guilt written all over his features.

“Is something wrong Simeon? You don’t look as bright as usual.” You say looking at him with concern, he sighs. “I’m fine, but look isn’t doing too well.”

Your eyes go wide and start to panic “What?! Where is he?” you ask quickly, Simeon leads to Lukes room and you knock on the door waiting for Luke to open as Simeon leaves.

A few moments after Luke opens the door slowly, looking up at you with eye bags under his eyes. He smiles “Hey MC-“

You hug him quickly and he flinches a bit at the sudden hug. “What happened to you?!” You say as you look at him with concern. “Just some duties from Michael that’s all..”

“Jesus how much work does he have to put on you? You’re still so young..” You ruffle his hair before standing back up “You can rest, i’ll take care of your duties.”

“W-wait but-“ “No buts, you need to rest its obvious.” Luke sighs before he nods weakly, he tells you some of the tasks and you leave the room as he rests.

You look at the big list and your jaw almost drops, you go to Simeon and talk to him. Simeon pats the spot next to him on the sofa, you go to sit there. “Michael shouldn’t give this much work to someone as young as Luke.” you say while staring at the list in your hands.

Simeon sighs, looking away guilty. “I have to agree with you there, maybe I can talk to Michael to calm down with the tasks and let Luke take a break.” He says as you look up at him smiling.

“Please do! I’ll look after Luke and maybe even stay the night here, if that’s okay with you guys.” You say and Simeon smiles and agrees before he goes to talk to Michael.

You get up and head over to the kitchen, getting some ingredients out for you and Luke to bake when he wakes up. 20 minutes later Luke yawns and comes out of his room to find you in the kitchen. He looks less tired and the eyebags are almost gone.

You smile at him “Did you have a good rest?” He nods “Yes thanks to you MC! Are we going to bake?” You nod and he smiles happily, helping you get a few more ingredients.

You guys baked cakes and dinner for the other residents in Purgatory hall. (Simeon and solomon)

When Simeon returns he smiles and looks more happy than earlier, “I have good news! Luke, Michael said he’s going to give you less tasks and the upcoming 2 weeks you are free from tasks.” Simeon says as he walks towards you guys.

Luke excitedly jumps “Really?!” Simeon nods and ruffles his hair. Simeon then comes up to you and whispers “Thank you MC for everything today.”

You, Luke, Simeon & Solomon all had some food and dessert then watched a movie, later falling asleep all together on the couch.

Luke is less stressed and more happy than usual, he thanks you by baking you some cupcakes.

Slaying. In more ways than one.💗