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#ouija #spirits #fuckingdemons
Crazy fuckin dream
Every now and then I have a dream that takes place in the same apartment, with the same people, but they aren’t people they are some kind of demons. They look normal until they start getting crazy. In these dreams I’m usually around people I know and we are all paying no mind to what the demons are doing. There are usually around 3 demons an older white woman, an older asian lady, and some dude that looks like Elton John without the gap in his teeth (and definitely not friendly).
This one is a little difference because now there was my family, some friends of my family, nephew, niece, and the friends kids.
So in this dream we are all sitting around, and while we are just chatting I’m watching the older lady put bodies into this big oven to slow roast. She would put this powder on top of the bodies first (two scoops) and just wheel the body into the oven. I know what they are doing but I’m like whatever, because I don’t judge (ha), and everyone else is paying no mind to what they are doing. So the Elton John looking dude turns to me and asks, “What do you think about it?” and starts to look at me funny. I said “I don’t care but I can’t eat any of that because I’m human and it will make my stomach go crazy.” Then he starts to climb onto the kind of edge of where I’m sitting (the living room had this dip in the middle where you can sit, kind of like Sandra Bullocks apartment in demolition man) and starts to try to overwhelm me but I’m holding him back with my foot, so I just stand up and walk away to the fridge. Then we all go outside, except the kids (for what reason we left the kids I have no idea) and I’m talking to everyone, and I suddenly become self aware of the dream, I remember the house and what happened the last time I was there (in my dreams) so I immediately run inside to get the kids (everyone is still outside just hanging out, I think Steve Buscemi was there coaching our football team... haha don’t ask me why.), anyway so I run inside to get the kids and there is just one dude sitting on a chair, and the doors to the rooms are locked, so I bust down the doors and I don’t immediately see the kids, so I grab a beer from the fridge (as a weapon not a drink) and I start hitting people on the head, then I see the kids being forced to do something I don’t feel like saying because it pisses me off, and I just hit some random guy in the head with the bottle. These people did not stay down, you would hear this sort of hollow sound when you hit them, kind of like hitting an empty hard can, and they would just look at me and smile. The one guy I hit I guess he was human, that scumbag, because he hit the floor and was trying to get up, but the asian lady just looked at me laughed and took it. So I was like oh shit I remember you, because last time I was there she.. well I don’t know if she was pissed because she was still smiling, but she ripped out of her skin and transformed into a crazy looking demon thing. So I have the kids with me and they are all crying because they are freaked out, so I grab my niece but she has to use the bathroom, ha (strange I know) so I take her while I’m keeping my eye on the smiling asian lady, and I take the other peoples kids with me also (I swear there were more kids when we went downstairs, they probably ate the others), I look to the bathroom to make sure my niece is ok and then I woke up. For all I know I died, because I didn’t see crazy hungry eye Elton John dude when I was watching the asian lady.
It's showtime. Come on!
uncannyseraphim
Loud music banged through the club, its speakers almost exploded with this rock-band their performance bursting through them and teenagers, not only humans dancing wildly to it. They surrounded the stage forming some sort of moshpit and going crazy within it. Pushing through the partying mob wearing a fanged mouth mask over his mouth. His black leather jacket danced after him as he jumped atop the stage and pulled the mic from the vocalists hands causing a loud whining sound to echo through the room and silence the crowd. He cleared his throat and began speaking into the microphone. "Good evening humans I have something extraordinary to tell you. There are demons amongst us. Amongst all of you!” He pointed over the crowd with one long pale finger and grinned behind his mask as he noticed how the bouncers already started to move toward him. “Even now here in this club they stand alongside you and are moving against us. This world belongs to the humans not to the devil’s minions. This was James Night have a nice evening!”
As the crowd started to laugh clearly thinking he was crazy or something and not believing a word of what he said he kicked off, launching himself into the air pulling out his guns as he started to spin. His mint green eyes watched the demons and peeling away the magical camouflage they hid behind and he realized they were both Sloth-demons. He chuckled and landed atop one filling its head with several bullets, making it wither away and filled the club with the sound of gunshots making several people scream. He could not really blame them, they just saw him shooting up another human being for no apparent reason. He pulled out his second gun and without looking he pointed it at the demon almost upon him shot its brains out all over the crowd behind it. He rose from the ground cheering cheerfully hearing people calling the authorities talking about a madman called James Night. Grinning and quite satisfied with the name he was making for himself he walked out lazily putting his guns away.
Walking toward his motorcycle he then sat upon it waiting for the cops. Normally these were demons as well and what better to do than exterminate them as well, two birds with one stone as he liked to think. He reached inside his jacket pocket plucking out a pack of smokes looking at the girls giggling and secretly glancing at him and he smiled although this was hidden behind the mask he still wore which left him to beckon them. Without hesitation they approached him. Still frantically giggling they looked at each other clearly trying to decide which one would get the prize. Then he winked and asked as gentle as he could. “Would one you girls have a light for me?” Immediately the smaller one of the two reached into her purse handing him a lighter. “Keep it.” She said sugary sweet pressing her hand against his chest hoping to make an impression.
As she walked off and he smoked he could already hear distant sirens approaching wondering which demons they would send now as he put the lighter in his pocket. Probably Ratgo demons disguised as K9'es and police officers which in truth were envy-demons. Making his engine start with a loud roar he drove toward the middle of the street only to get off and walk toward the fast approaching cop cars. He sighed a little disappointed noticing there were only two this meant only one bullet was necessary. He took aim, loosed the bullet and it entered a front wheel making the car lose control and spin which caused the second car to crash into it which made it flip over. Another well placed shot which started a fire and lead to a loud bang and destroyed the cars. Disappointed with himself for using two shots instead of one he got back onto his bike throwing the now stub of a cigarette away. The bike roared loudly but didn’t get off his place as he scanned the mob for perhaps a drinking buddy or another sort of ‘buddy’.
Currently watching the teddy bear episode.
mY LIFE ♥
Taxi driver
Be my shrink for the hour
Leave the meter running
It's rush hour
So take the streets if you want to
Just outrun the demons, could you
Frank Ocean
Vulgar mating call
Me: Buuuuuuuuuuurp
Sister: Jesus Christ! You sound like your face cracks open and a demonic creature crawls out and makes a vulgar mating call. Except this all happens so fast that we don't see the damn creature coming out of your face. We just hear that nasty noise exploding from your face.
Me: *Starts to laugh hysterically.*