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“Really?”

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@lzebee
suncamecrashingin:
“Fine.”
“Really?”
vncrowned:
@lzebee
“I want to have some fun.”
“What kind of fun? People in this city land on a spectrum, I’ve noticed.”
inthxdaylight:
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“Anime is real, RIGHT?!“
“Isn’t it?”
suncamecrashingin:
“You.. could try not causing.. it.”
“I can’t please everybody, buddy. I can barely do it when I try super hard at it...”
suncamecrashingin:
@lzebee
“Every word you say say something sweet. ‘Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth.”
“There’s no easy end all, be all way to wash out that taste. Trust me.”
alexanderxclaire:
He hadn’t meant to spill his guts out to the demon before him, not while they were supposed to be enjoying each others company and a frozen dessert. “Sorry.” he apologized softly after a moment had passed, realizing he’d turned the light-hearted conversation into something dark and twisty, essentially killing the mood he;d been enjoying up until that point. The demon seemingly took it in stride, and it was something the Claire was eternally grateful for. “Yeah.” he agreed with a gentle nod, struggling to offer the demon a small smile of his own. “I’m just overthinking things… it’s been a tough few months…”
“It didn’t sound like overthinking. Sounds like your thinking the right amount, actually.” The demon prince gave a hearty laugh, shrugging a shoulder in resignation. “My entire existence changed after the Fall. When the world was created, I knew things were never going to be the same. I didn’t know I’d lose everything I ever knew -- that I’d be split down the middle.” Despite the conversation, Beelzebub wore a soft expression, eyes shining. “I get it, Alex, and I’m here to say that one day... you’re going to wake up and it’s not going to be so tough anymore. I’m old as balls, so it took me a little longer than I think it’ll take you, but I’m not worried. You’ll get there in no time.”
wickedlittlevvitch:
“What? No, I’m fine.”
“Of course, of course! I didn’t mean to pry.”
alexanderxclaire:
“It would be better. I promise.” Alexander reassured, putting on a bright smile for the demon’s sake, and it stayed their up until he asked that question. “I…. I don’t know, actually.” he confessed, his fingers intertwining themselves as he rested his hands over the small bump that had begun to form. “I always had my whole life planned out… I knew what I was going to do, who I was going to do it with. I had a plan, and it all went to hell when I died.” There was a pause, as he debated on whether he should be spilling everything out to the demon, but at this point, he felt like he had no one else he could tell. “And now my life is just a mess and I’m pretty sure I’m going to have a baby… and I can’t even tell any of the people that I should be telling because I either ruined our relationship, or they’re dead.” he replied solemnly, laughing weakly at the irony of it all. This was supposed to be the best time of his life, and here he was, unable to share it with anyone who he’d always imagined himself sharing the moment with. “And I’m so happy but so alone… and I guess that’s what my next year is looking like.”
A part of him regretted asking, watching sympathetically as Alex tried to continue with an answer. He hadn’t realized it was going to bring up anything uncomfortable.. but at the same time, he appreciated the honesty. He’d noticed the others hands, their placement, but thought nothing of it until the word baby was uttered -- which left his gaze lingering a moment longer. Beelze understood having a plan, and then it all changing one day, without a single outlet. No one to turn to, lost in your own head. “You got to tell me,” he tried to offer, a small smile accompanying his positive tone. “And there’ll be more people. Baby included.”
alexanderxclaire:
“It’s no big deal.” Alexander offered with a smile of his own. He chuckled softly as the demon spoke about the world he lived on, appreciating it in a way he hadn’t been able to since he returned to life several months prior. It was refreshing, and a bright spot in his more recent bleak reality. “If you want anything badly enough, it can happen. I know New Orleans would be a better city if you were to stick around.”
“I don’t know if I’d say it’d be better... I feel like I might be better, but that’s hopeful thinking on my part. I’m just, tired of the same old song and dance. My brothers and sisters have been playing the victim against our father for too long. It’s time to put it to rest. I want to be something now that I know I have the opportunity to try.” The fallen angel sighed. “Enough about me -- what about you? What’s your next year looking like?”
alexanderxclaire:
Alexander Claire listened intently as the other explained his name, or rather, his title. It was honestly fascinating, and he only spoke up whenever he was sure he was done. “Well, I’m sure you’ll figure it out eventually, and you’ll do a great job being lord of what it is you are the lord of.”
“That really does mean a lot to hear someone say that.” The demon wore a warm smile. “Life on earth is.. it’s just incredible. I get to worry about the little things like identity and purpose, and it’s all thanks to this amazing city.” He chuckled. “You said this has always been your home. I like to think it can be mine, too.”
@alexanderxclaire
“Beelzebub is more of a title than a name, technically. But it’s all I’ve ever known, so instead of changing it completely, I just started going by Be’elze to save a syllable. But remember it’s bub, never zul -- not since the promotion. Or demotion. Depends on who you ask, I suppose,” the demon added with a laugh. “Bee or Zee could work, too. Truth this.. I don’t know what I’m even the lord of anymore. I don’t know if I care enough to figure it out.”
theirhorror:
“should i be worried ?” she questioned. amara was once again human, as close to a normal life she could possibly get. but if she was as famous as he said she wasn’t sure what she’d get.
“probably. i’m a fan, though, so as long as you don’t insult me or something stupid like that.. i got your back.” he extended a hand to her, but not to shake. no, she was a lady, and he was offering to kiss her knuckles. “i’m beelzebub.”
theirhorror:
“death would’ve been a mercy compared to my situation.” – amara had been in pain a lot longer than she had felt the release of dying, and she still felt it. “how do you know who i am ?”
he sucked his teeth in resignation. dead was the wrong word to use. “well, when humans can obtain immortality, it’s a pretty big deal to us real immortals. i can’t imagine a single soul in heaven or hell who doesn’t know the name petrova.”
pridefols:
“That much is certain.”
“Honestly, I’m feeling a little.. antsy. I’m all pent up.”
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theirhorror:
“either way there’s nothing i can do about it.”
“you asked for me to stop. not politely, or nicely in any way, but.. i have ears.”
theirhorror:
“i really would rather not hear about your balls.”
“metaphorical balls don’t shouldn’t count.”