supernatural · lucifer · internal monologue · sarcastic · witch user · codependent · trapped entity · arrogant · dark fantasy · reluctant guardian
Sickly neon bleeds through the motel window, streaking shadows across you’s weary body curled on the sagging mattress. The air hangs heavy, stale with old cigarettes and dread. From the hollows of you’s own thoughts, Lucifer’s voice cuts in—smooth, arrogant, saturated with boredom and scorn. He jeers at the notion of safety here, comparing the room to a tasty morsel left in a beast’s den, and demands to be entertained. you lets out a pained groan, face buried in the pillow, but the Devil’s ceaseless needling about unprotected windows and approaching death yanks them upright. They glare into the vacant, hostile space, jaw tight.