Demonic Chaos

Indie Fandomless OC RP sideblog, written by Orin. Sideblog to Abyssroyal. Under construction, and stuff.

[devlair]

“As much as I like having the place to myself, it’s getting kinda lonely and boring in here without anyone else to work off of.”

[devlair]

Lux finally figured out what to say but will it actually come out how she planned? Probably not. "That thing that we did that one time together- I... I want to... To do that again but like... Exclusively. N-no wait-! I just mean like..!" And she's having a hard time... Give her a second, she'll get it. "Look, this is really hard. I've never done this before, okay?" Deep breath, try again. "I want... I want to go on a date with you. Like... a real one this time. But... Only if you want to..."

“You want to go... on a date? With me?”

Brae didn’t intend for his reaction to come out that way either, but he was surprised that she was the one asking him out. He assumed that she’d probably never try and take that lead, not that he had a problem with it either way. After a moment of pause, he took a breath, ignoring the heat that graced both of his cheeks.

“I’d love to date you, Lux, that would be absolutely wonderful. But only if it’s something that you’re sure you want to do.”

There it was again, that weird feeling in his chest, that irrational drive that came with every time he talked about their relationship status. The demon wanted her to be happy unconditional to his own involvement... why was he thinking like that? Regardless, it was the root of what came out of his mouth. 

His deep black eyes stared into her own, locked and not wanting to look away. Tenebrae was very happy that she asked him out, to have his affections validated in full, but this was the more important thing to consider first. After all, she’d spent the past several months insulting his species as a whole and wanting nothing more than to kill him, right?

“If it is, then I’d like to go somewhere with you.”

[deathreprisal]

@devlair​ said “You can refuse, since I missed the kiss day, but… May I kiss you, Lux?” Tenebrae is uncharacteristically tense, a light pink hue gracing his cheeks while he struggles to ask the question. He’s not sure if he’s more afraid of rejection or acceptance, at this point. (Devlair)

CRYSTAL-LIKE ORBS     blink twice in response.     She didn’t fully register that.     He wanted…   To kiss her?     Like actually   her     or someone behind her     ??     No   ,   he did say   her name.     She couldn’t help but become flustered at the fact that he asked her.     Maybe it would’ve been better if he did what he had done the first time but…     Isn’t this what she wanted     ??     She did kind of…   complain   about not getting a proper kiss on kiss day…

❝     I…     ❞

FOR A MOMENT     she’s completely absent of words.     Things are different than before.     He’s different than before.     For a moment her chest tightens     &&     the room felt like it was spinning just at the sight of his face.     Woah   ,   wait.     That’s     a new feeling.     &&     for a small moment   ,   she wasn’t embarassed seeing that he seemed a little tense.     It’s…   Kind of cute.     Oh no   ,   why did she think that     ??     She’s back to being embarassed again.     When she realizes how long it took her to respond she quickly attempts to say something before he changes his mind.     Stumbling forward   ,   she quickly tries to say something   anything   before he leaves or everything falls apart.

❝     W-wait——     I would…   I would like that    !!     ❞

[devlair]

Brae really didn’t know what was wrong with him. He was never like this before, and even if he was, he sure as hell didn’t feel like... this. It was just supposed to be a distracting side-issue of entertainment, but he was feeling actual emotions over this girl... part of him worried he was coming down with some kind of sickness. Wouldn’t be the first time Vitium tested something on him without his knowledge.

Regardless of his internal conflict, Lux had responded. She... accepted. He wasn’t expecting that. Looking at her face, she seems to be having similar symptoms to him. He hopes he hadn’t accidentally given her the same sickness, but if they’re both already sick then he didn’t need to be scared of spreading it further. 

“Okay... then I’m gonna do it.”

The demon was psyching himself up more than anything, but Tenebrae hesitantly closes the remaining distance between them, his body holding her own in a strangely intimate manner, his face mere inches from her own. His eyes close, slowly moving his lips to brush her own. He hesitated again, but continued without heed for his doubts, pushing closer. It was far more intimate than anything he’d been intending, and full of more feeling than he cared to admit, but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything too forward, for once. 

After what felt like an eternity to him (but was probably closer to a little over half a minute), he released her, breathing out a short but heavy sigh. Brae could still feel the lingering sensation of feeling her close to him, and as weird as it may have been, he enjoyed it quite a bit... something's wrong with him, so he assumes, but if this was what it results in, he doesn’t know if he wants to get better.

[devlair]

"Usually it's bad luck to celebrate a blelated birthday but... I already made these, it would be a waste to throw them out. It's okay if you don't like them I just had extra." A clear lie, she made them once she heard it was his birthday. She only made three but they're Chinese immortality peach buns. They're supposed to be a gift to immortals but they're traditionally given out on birthdays. They're quite cute actually... She must have put work into them.

“I... didn’t expect anything at all to happen on my birthday, that’s why I usually forget it. Thank you, Lux. Even if they’re just extras, I appreciate it.”

Tenebrae hasn’t received a birthday gift of any sort without some kind of strings attached since before he even started working for Perditio... to say he’s surprised by the gesture, and from an angel no less, would be an understatement. He gratefully accepts, resisting the compulsion to ask her how much he owes her for them.

“You want one too..?” 

It’s phrased more like a statement than a question, for once the demon actually seeming a bit flustered and at a loss for proper words. He knows what he sounds like, so he just offers her one without saying more than that. They’re really good, he wasn’t expecting that at all. Brae’s very grateful for the gift.

[devlair]

“Oh, right, birthdays are a thing, aren’t they? Guess I forgot mine.”

Tenebrae shrugs nonchalantly, seemingly entirely unbothered by his little slip-up. Its not like he would have done anything for it either way, really.

“Who even counts their age anymore, anyway?”

[traveledheaven-deactivated20190]

Brae slides Lux over a cup of tea, still warm but not scaldingly hot. It’s a different kind than last time, with a different design floating on it as well. It smells pretty good.

·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ ✞ ||  IT’S THE USUAL  ——  sort this out, file this, turn this in before this deadline or I’ll cut your wings off, etc.  She moves fluidly through her small office cluttered with papers  &&  various items she has to markdown.  She usually gets so busy she forgets that Tenebrae often pops in  &&  unless he makes himself known by speaking or demanding attention,  she generally overlooks him.   That’s exactly how it was now.

·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ ✞ ||  THE SCENT OF TEA  —— filled the small space like water filling a closed container  ;  it filled the air. Sunset orbs instantly scan the room to find the source of the aroma.  Seeing the cup on the counter brings a slightly puzzled expression,  though seeing the design on the top,  she relaxes slightly.   She lifts the cup to her lips slowly to take a sip. 

·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ ✞ ||  SUNSET ORBS  ——  rest upon remembrance.  The faintest of memories come to mind.  Someone used to make this for her … Someone … She can’t see their face but she can remember sitting in the middle of a floral area sometime in the brisk summer air while waiting for them.  The tea … They made this tea for her.  She can faintly remember that as well as what she used to say.   &&  so her response to the memory, she out of habit,  she says aloud:

·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ ✞ ||  “ Thank you,  老公!” 

·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ ✞ ||  Give her a moment.  One more.   Let that sink in.  The moment Lux realizes what she said she instantly becomes flustered.  Why would she say that?!  She’s screaming internally.  She can only pray that what she said wasn’t understood.  Maybe she can play this off.  Yes.  Keep smiling.  Just … Start doing work.  Maybe he won’t notice.  

·.¸¸.·♩♪♫ { ANGEL OF LIGHT } —— { ASK } —— { @devlair } ♫♪♩·.¸¸.·

[devlair]

“...”

Yeah, he can’t even begin to make out what she said there. It’s said with such uncharacteristic gratitude, though, he can’t imagine it was something she meant to say. Especially given how she seemed to get incredibly embarrassed after saying it. A pet name, or something? Saying the wrong name in bed? A poorly framed insult? Maybe she finally got that secretary, and they give her drinks instead, who can tell. Well, she can, but she won’t, he can already guess.

“I’ll be straight with you, I have no idea what that means. I assume that means you like that one, though?”

The demon won’t even try to approach that topic further; if she wants to tell him, she can, if not he can just look it up later and probably laugh at her for it, depending on what it is. He shrugs nonchalantly, not bothered nearly as much by it as she seemed to be. Brae watches her try and fail to play things off by continuing to work, but it’s so painfully obvious that she’s trying to ignore the issue. Not a great liar.

[memeingovermemes]

Send 📱 for me to create a fake iphone conversation between our muses!

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[devlair]

“Married and killed by My Lux... I’m okay with this. She’s the only one I’ll allow for it.”

[devlair]

“...Someone else with My Lux? Where are my weapons.”

[devlair]

Alright, Tenebrae. FMK Lux, Vitreus, and Koro

Send a 💛 + three names and my muse will tell who they would fuck, marry, and kill ( FMK ) …

“Can’t I just pick all for My Lux?”

That’s not how this game works, and he knows it. But he really doesn’t want to do any of those three things with the other two, he hardly even knows Koro. Other than what Vitreus has told him in his drunken rants about how much they hate each other, but Vitreus doesn’t need to know about that. Tenebrae’s brow furrows slightly as he thinks over the options, trying to decide what the least painful course of action would be. Unfortunately for him, killing Lux isn’t an option, because then he’d have to fuck and marry the other two.

“I guess I have to… Marry Lux, Fuck Vitreus, and kill the other guy.”

Contrary to his excessively forward flirting nature with her, the demon seems reluctant and somewhat quiet about saying that he’ll marry her. Which is especially odd, considering he wouldn’t have been so flustered by just saying he’d do the first option with her. Vitreus is bound to be a good lay anyway, right?

[memesmercy]

Send a 💛 + three names and my muse will tell who they would fuck, marry, and kill ( FMK ) …

[devlair]

"To our harvester. The king wishes to formally invite you to tomorrow night's gala in the Ruins of Time. Please do attend, there will be a personal feast set for your likings." The angel with black wings holds a red letter with black trim. She bows in the presence of Meto before handing the letter to him.

❝ …? Feasting of gala? ❞

The harvester takes the letter offered to him, holding it up to his face as though to inspect it like one would a questionable bit of food. After seemingly deciding that it was to his liking, he nodded in affirmation, his attention turning back to the other angel in front of him.

❝ I go. Meto feast. Good bird. ❞

Meto’s hand lifts, for some reason deciding to give the other a pat on the head. She doesn’t even get the honor of being called an angel like him and a lot of his prey, he just thinks of her as a bird now. The undead angel opens his letter without hesitation afterwards, reading it over with surprisingly little hesitation, given how broken his language seems to be normally. If he has any trouble understanding anything, he doesn’t mention it, nodding once after he’d finished looking it over.

[devlair]

"It's not much but consider it a thank you for the storage closet thing. You said liked mushrooms right? I found this while I was out during work. Anyway, here." That probably wasn't the type of mushroom the demon was talking about but Lux seemed to have found a necklace with a mushroom charm on it. It's stupid but that's all she could find other than a mushroom itself. She doesn't know why, but she feels the need to say goodbye as though she won't be returning... (@Brae)

A mushroom charm, hm? Interesting, it could be one of those mystic charms that would help with his mushroom gardening– or it could have been just a trinket. Either way, it was a gift from “his” Lux, so he was satisfied. He replied before he tried to reach and take it.

“I appreciate the thought, but I didn’t do it for thanks. I did it because–”

The demon caught himself mid-sentence, a far more pressing matter clicking in his mind. He wasn’t incredibly smart, but he still knew how to read between the lines. Not only that, but she was raising her Death Flag really high with this, which was never a good sign. His hand stayed as he reached out for the mushroom charm, appreciating the gesture but more concerned by the implications of the scene.

“Never mind that. Something’s happening, isn’t it. I told you before, the only person allowed to kill you is me. So don’t you dare go and die, get it?”

Tenebrae couldn’t stop whatever it was, that much he knew to be true. He wasn’t super strong, and if it had Lux so certain that she’d die to where she felt the need to get her affairs in order, there was little doubt it was something Big. Even if his impulses were screaming to stick by her and kill anything that tried to put her under, it was more than likely just going to result in him dying as well. After hesitating, he took the charm, putting it around his neck immediately following. A somewhat forced smile curled on his lips, giving her a look of gratitude as though he hadn’t just said that. 

“Thanks, anyway. It’s nice.”

[traveledheaven-deactivated20190]

๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ { Tenebrae }:

He probably should have seen that coming, given the context. Lux always seemed even busier than Vitium did back home, and that was very telling. Even as they spoke Lux apparently couldn’t have afforded to stop working. In truth he didn’t even know why he’d flocked to her; it was her unending job to despise him, so she claimed. Not only that, but after hearing her rant her list of duties, he could see why she hadn’t gotten out much in free time.

“Saturday, alright. I’ll come by bright and early, so pull whatever strings you have to for that day off. I’ll pull some of my own too, if you need.” 

Brae’s expression softened slightly, a small grin taking the place of his furrowed tension on his features. It must’ve been hard to ask for time off when her schedule was always so intensely packed, so it was a good sign that she was at least willing to try for it. The demon’s arms uncrossed, and he stepped back again before she could openly change her mind.

“You should think about getting a secretary or something, anyway. That’s a lot of work per day for just one person, even if that person is you.”

His advice would have to go unanswered; even as he spoke, he was fading into the shadows at the corner of the room, leaving no trace that he was even there save for the agreement the two now shared. No matter; he would be back by Saturday regardless with an itinerary of things for her to try. What would an overworked light angel possibly like…?

『✟』 ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ —— ✦✦  

* (  ✟  )  HER EYES DART  — off to the side as she returns her gaze back to the filing cabinet to make sure she even placed those in the right spot.  Honestly,  she really shouldn’t have said yes but usually, when left with no options she’s forced to proceed cautiously  &&  comply.  Of course,  that’s exactly what she’ll do when Saturday comes around ;  PROCEED WITH CAUTION. 

“ If it’s manageable. ”

* (  ✟  )  IT WILL BE STRENUOUS  — to pull off,  but she’ll do it anyway.  He’s a demon ;  if she doesn’t do this,  who knows what he’ll do.  Truly?  She always thinks the worst in his kind. She closes the cabinet as he drops his suggestion,  only to turn back   &&  realize that he’s gone.

“ I can’t get one of those I  —— 

         will have to make the lights brighter next time … ”

* (  ✟  )   SHE’S SHOCKED  —  so to speak,  but she should really start getting used to this.  If she made the lights brighter would he have a harder time leaving or would nothing change?   Wait, no,   that sounded like she wanted him to stay.    She quickly pushes that thought out of her mind with a soft annoyed sigh.   She’ll have to finish up tonight then work on how to sweet-talk   BABY DEATH.   Why did she even say yes … ?  Now she’s done it … She’s gotten herself into a sticky situation.

[devlair]

Although Saturday was a few days away, Brae spent the better part of the next few nights looking around Birthworld for something that she may have liked. Granted, he had no idea what an angel like her may have even had a possible interest for, but if she didn’t either then there was nothing to be done about that. Hell, for all he knew she might not even be able to get a day off. Even so, they’d work something out.

Mentally, he compiled a list of possible things that they could do, and though he would have preferred to do things that didn’t involve so much direct light, doing things during the day made it an inevitability. Should’ve considered that before. Plus, it wasn’t like he could just invite her back to the castle and share some of the things he liked, for several reasons. She would probably take it the wrong way, and as much as that would be amusing it would probably cause her to call it off. And Brae wasn’t sure if she could actually leave the world either way, not to mention the fact that it would be a demon castle he was taking her to.

Regardless, he based the list more on her possible preferences than his own, and he’d just power through it if it got too light out.

Saturday finally rolled around, and just as promised Tenebrae arrived at dawn, which he had waited for just to be certain that she was there. Whether out of courtesy or out of an inability due to the inexplicably brighter lights in her office, he chose to knock on her door rather than just enter unannounced.

“You in?”

[traveledheaven-deactivated20190]

๑۞๑,¸¸,ø¤º°`°๑۩ { Tenebrae }:

“Nothing..?”

Out of every possible response he would have been expecting from Lux, “nothing” was not on his list. Tenebrae seemed surprised by the revelation, his brow furrowing very slightly as he took it in. …That can’t be a good thing, not having anything to enjoy. Even in his casual existence he couldn’t really picture being in a constant state of work with no enjoyment whatsoever. 

“When you’re next off duty, I’m taking you to try and find something that you enjoy.”

The demon’s arms folded, and he stared her down, looking directly into her eyes. He spoke with a certain firmness, trying to get across that he most definitely wouldn’t take no for an answer. While it was an excuse to spend an unbroken period of time with her, a part of him was interested in what she could possibly end up interested in, if anything. No matter what, he was pretty certain it’d be better than work. 

Or maybe he’d screw it up majorly; either way, he didn’t mind.

『✟』 ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ —— ✦✦   

* (  ✟  )  WAS THAT SURPRISING  —  to the demon?  She’s an important cog in the machine known as BIRTHWORLD.  She rarely gets breaks.  Even now,  she’s sorting out papers on the table as they speak.  There are a lot of important documents that need to be placed.  Thankfully,  she can do two things at once.   

* (  ✟  )  SHUFFLING TOGETHER  — yellow folders in her hands like playing cards as she places one on top of the other in a specific manner.  She listens     (  &&  makes brief eye contact  )     as she passes him to place the files in a sleek black metal filing cabinet.  

“ Day off? Oh no,  I don’t do those.  I have to make sure the sun rises and sets every day, as well as file paperwork, make sure the humans haven’t killed themselves yet,  check on Elysium,  make sure the protective fields are working, check up on my brother, file more paperwork, and —— ” 

* (  ✟  )  HER VOICE GROWS SOFTER  —  when she realizes that he’s standing pretty close to her.  Sunset orbs trail away from the filing cabinet   &&  onto him.  Maybe she shouldn’t have said all of that.  Although … Getting a day off?  She wouldn’t be able to ask for one directly or Creator 1 might see her as ungrateful  &&  that would earn her a heaping bowl of punishment soup.  She would have to call in a favor from BABY DEATH to get out of a day of work  &&  usually calling in a favor with LENORE means raising the dead …

“ Well … I don’t get days off —— But I guess … I could try and call in … For Saturday … If you insist it. ”

[devlair]

He probably should have seen that coming, given the context. Lux always seemed even busier than Vitium did back home, and that was very telling. Even as they spoke Lux apparently couldn’t have afforded to stop working. In truth he didn’t even know why he’d flocked to her; it was her unending job to despise him, so she claimed. Not only that, but after hearing her rant her list of duties, he could see why she hadn’t gotten out much in free time.

“Saturday, alright. I’ll come by bright and early, so pull whatever strings you have to for that day off. I’ll pull some of my own too, if you need.” 

Brae’s expression softened slightly, a small grin taking the place of his furrowed tension on his features. It must’ve been hard to ask for time off when her schedule was always so intensely packed, so it was a good sign that she was at least willing to try for it. The demon’s arms uncrossed, and he stepped back again before she could openly change her mind.

“You should think about getting a secretary or something, anyway. That’s a lot of work per day for just one person, even if that person is you.”

His advice would have to go unanswered; even as he spoke, he was fading into the shadows at the corner of the room, leaving no trace that he was even there save for the agreement the two now shared. No matter; he would be back by Saturday regardless with an itinerary of things for her to try. What would an overworked light angel possibly like...?

[devlair]

@eternitylucid from Here

“Nothing..?”

Out of every possible response he would have been expecting from Lux, “nothing” was not on his list. Tenebrae seemed surprised by the revelation, his brow furrowing very slightly as he took it in. ...That can’t be a good thing, not having anything to enjoy. Even in his casual existence he couldn’t really picture being in a constant state of work with no enjoyment whatsoever. 

“When you’re next off duty, I’m taking you to try and find something that you enjoy.”

The demon’s arms folded, and he stared her down, looking directly into her eyes. He spoke with a certain firmness, trying to get across that he most definitely wouldn’t take no for an answer. While it was an excuse to spend an unbroken period of time with her, a part of him was interested in what she could possibly end up interested in, if anything. No matter what, he was pretty certain it’d be better than work. 

Or maybe he’d screw it up majorly; either way, he didn’t mind.

[devlair]

Testing, testing, un deux trois