Don't take life too seriously...it isn't permanent...

I am 1% human and 99% tired

It’s okay that you’re not who you thought you would be

Yes please try to explain my disability to me

I honestly can’t deal with second hand embarrassment in tv shows and movies very well I’ll literally pause it, internally scream, and come back in ten years

The worst part about anxiety disorders is that even though you know how irrational and stupid your fear is, you can’t help panicking.

people never seen to understand this & it’s really frustrating to explain that you KNOW it’s stupid to feel like this but you can’t help it.

“You know there’s nothing to be afraid of.” “Yes I KNOW that BUT I AM afraid and that makes me even MORE upset. Please stop reminding me.”

ive never read anything more relatable

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

He tilts his head down again, looking at the ground rather than the girl, “The creation of every single creature that the little insects have classified as ‘none-human’ or evil has been blamed on me. I…have been called many things, little wolf, though you may recognize one more than others.” His wings shifted as far as they could, the tangled chains rattling loudly and echoing through his glass cage. His eyes turned fully silver as the square room filled with shadow. He honestly hated being so dramatic, but even other angels had trouble realizing his true nature and true form, “My name…is Lucifer.”

“Lucifer.” The woman blinks her eyes at him. “As in, the fallen angel of Heaven?”

In an instant all the over dramatic flare is gone, his wings droop with the chains clanging loudly as the tangled ends hit the floor, “Yes.” His eyes shift back to blue as he sighs heavily, “You...do not believe me...”

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

He tilts his head, “Form of war? How could this be a war?” He shakes his head and closes his eyes, “Your kind are only endangered because most of you have gone feral and don’t stop killing. You must be an old born if you still have control… As for the…insects, they’ll kill themselves soon enough. Very few of them have any form of actual intelligence.” Tilting his head back, he mumbles, “I’ll kill them all when I get out of here anyway…”

“My kind are not endangered by choice.” She glares at him, flashing her canines. “We are hunted and massacred because human’s blame us for deaths that we had no hand in. Sick fathers rape and slaughter their children and then blame us. My kind have always suffered from their neanderthal ways. What sort of creature are you to judge me anyway? You look human and yet you smell of something far worse.”

As he listens, a smirk slowly forms on his lips, “Truly an old born then. The new pups can never seem to sense it. This body is nothing more than a vessel. The only reason I am even trapped is because of these chains...“ He glares down at the ground for a moment, his eyes flashing silver for mere seconds, before he looks to her, his eyes glazed over with a strange form of understanding and a small sad smile on his face. “I know what they have done to those like you, little one. And if you ask them further, they will say your kind are the way they are...because of me. But we both know it is humans that are the real monsters.”

have you ever finished a test in 30 minutes and no one else was even close to being done

i’m either really smart or i fucked up entirely

nailed it or failed it

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

He shrugs as best he can, “You are half right. We are…a collection of sorts, but there is another purpose for this.” He stops, looking up, down, and behind himself, staring down the zombie clawing at the wall between them, “All around us are others who have been brought here just the same as we have. The humans, they are using us for some kind of…ritual. They use us to kill other humans, five at a time every year.”

She sneers, taking another drag from her cigarette. “Of course. A new form of war, no doubt. Fucking idiots. How is it that we’re the endangered species yet they spend millions on blowing one another up?” She tips her head back and leans against the glass. “Like nasty little cockroaches. Wolves should’ve been the dominant species. Far more intelligent and we don’t breed just for the sake of breeding. Kill off the imbeciles and leave the strongest to rule.”

He tilts his head, “Form of war? How could this be a war?” He shakes his head and closes his eyes, “Your kind are only endangered because most of you have gone feral and don’t stop killing. You must be an old born if you still have control... As for the...insects, they’ll kill themselves soon enough. Very few of them have any form of actual intelligence.” Tilting his head back, he mumbles, “I’ll kill them all when I get out of here anyway...”

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

She turns, giving the ‘mermaid’ a weary look. “Poor fool.” She leans her shoulder against the glass, turning her attention back to the man. “But why are we here? What’s the purpose of this?” She gestures around the room with her free hand. “Are we supposed to be some sort of collection?”

He shrugs as best he can, "You are half right. We are...a collection of sorts, but there is another purpose for this." He stops, looking up, down, and behind himself, staring down the zombie clawing at the wall between them, "All around us are others who have brought here just the same as we have. The humans, they are using us for some kind of...ritual. They use us to kill other humans, five at a time every year."

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

Ga-In tilts her head, ear twitching just a little. “So you can speak. Wonderful. Maybe you can tell me where the fuck we are because I don’t think my slimy-looking friend is going to be able to.” She threw a thumb back at the fish creature behind her. “What is it anyway? Some sort of science experiment gone awry?” She reaches into the little pouch around her neck and extracts a lighter and cigarette. She stuck the cigarette between her lips and lit it, shoving the lighter back in its home and taking a long drag.

He sighs, 'I didn't want to...dammit.' Shifting once again, this time to move closer to the small girl. As he was unable to sit comfortably, he stood before the glass wall separating the two of them, staring down at her as she smoked. He takes a moment to think of how to answer her. Most of the shifters he had come across in this place had stayed in their "animal" form and he was not used to being able to hold actual conversations with the other...captives. "We...have been taken hostage by a rather...innovative group of humans. I assume you were drugged at some point in the forest and then dragged here. They have somehow managed to create this unbreakable glass. I, and many others, have tried to break it many times, resulting in the others being killed off or severely injured in order for them to cease, and myself being...chained like this." He pauses for a moment to look across the glass at the creature to her left, blinking a few times as it continuously slammed it's head into the glass to attempt to reach her, "That...was originally a mermaid, I believe. Though I have never seen one so...grotesque. Perhaps being away from it's home has...morphed it into this monstrosity."

Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These//Cabin In The Woods AU-Ga-In+Lucifer

Although she had somewhat expected some form of movement to come from the other side, Ga-In still jumps when she sees the flutter of feathers and a human form shifting. She presses her palms flat against the glass. ‘Please be something human or shifter.’ She closes her eyes for a moment, the muscles and nerves shifting and when she reopens them, the world became black and white. Stepping closer to the glass, she peers into the other room. Her shifted eyes give her new neighbor shape. ‘Looks human, but what kind of shifter has wings?’ She taps a long fingernail against the glass.

As the feathers touch the chains laying about the floor they shatter to dust, covering the links in ash. The silver haze around the girl's small form deepens, turning almost black as her eyes change. 'Definitely not one of the fae then... I would feel it if she were one of my little ones...so probably a shifter.' Her tap on the glass echoes through his cage, making him flinch back. "Do you really..." He stops, not meaning to speak, and rolls his shoulders causing the chains to clank once more. He keeps his eyes on her, watching for any sudden movement.

The creature to his right starts to growl and grumble, waking him from his nap and alerting him to a new soul here in the dark. As he opens his eyes, the undead monster stills and goes silent, backing away from his sight. With a soft sigh, he cracks his neck and tries to move his shoulders. He turns to the sound of movement in the glass cage to his left. There's a voice, though it's barely audible. It sounds female, but he can't be sure. He narrows his eyes, trying to see through the strange darkness. A blur of silver shines in the small room, blinking in and out of existence as the creature moves about. 'Hmm...which of Eve's children have they brought now? They already have almost one of each... Silver...was it the fae who bore silver...or the shifters?' He fully faces the silver blur, backing up into the dark to hide his own form as he sees the other move closer. He cringes when the sound of chains echoes in his cage, his wings shifting in anger. The other is pressed close to the glass when the silver glow bursts to life, bright and almost blinding in the dark. His eyes snap closed, far too used to the blackness to be able to see clearly. When he opens them again, he sees her. 'Why...why do they always corrupt the young ones?'