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Awake. But at what cost? His sanity, that's what.

Why must celestials be so hard to look at? We get it, you're warriors of light, not a sun.

Doesn't mean they need to be as obnoxiously blinding as the damned sun.

Even those who once shone with the 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 of lights can 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳.

|| Do I want to write Beel falling in love with someone he can never have? Yes. Yes I do 🤭

how dare you love me when you should despise me? you should be scared of me

|| I decided I wanna do it so if anyone is interested, like this or comment and I'll slide myself over to discuss🥺

"I've never understood how mortals can just become addicted to something as pathetic as coffee." He says as he sips from his ⎯ gosh how many cups has he had? AH! SEVEN! ⎯ Seventh cup of coffee.

There's a soft hum as his fingertips absently trace along leathery wing. His pride and joy. Unique in the sense that they were no longer wreathed in gossamer feathers like his brethren.

⎯⎯

"They really do have odd attachments to weird things." He mumbles, rubbing at his chin before shrugging, "Whilst they are fun to toy with, I'll never understand them."

Alright. He'll admit it . . . Earth isn't half bad.