Briefly had the idea of having this be a demon speaking to a human being, saying c'mon, lemme possess you :) you won't have to think anymore :) lemme use your flesh to commit atrocities, doesn't that sound so much better than doing another fucking load of laundry :) babyyyyyy :) I still think that's kind of a cool idea, and I may revisit it, but it was too much effort for tonight.

My week was long. They're all long, if there were jobs that didn't leave a bitch a cicadaesque husk I'm sure they wouldn't let people like me do them. I don't even dislike my job that much, it just... requires a great deal of emotional energy for someone who is a bit of a deadeyed lizard piloting a human suit, someone who has been told off on multiple occasions for not having real people feelings, someone who in her native state makes (1) one facial expression per fortnight. It wasn't even bad, it was actually good by many metrics, it's just. Even when it's good, by the end of the week a bitch feels a little bit like one of those tiny pantyhose sock things you use to try on shoes at the shoe store.

Anyway, after work I was thinking about sex, as is my wont, and thinking god, I can't show someone a good time like this, and nevertheless wanting to write something, as I try to write every day, and my usual method for writing scripts is "what sounds hot/what would you like to hear someone say in your ear right now" and the dot matrix printer of my heart went whirr whirr whirr bitch you are so tired.

When this was demons:

Because I have unfathomable cosmic power but very limited ability to act in the human realm, without a willing host, and frankly what most humans want isn't so very difficult. I don't need to threaten you. I can almost certainly just give it to you, as easily as giving a child a popsicle--so long as you let me in.