3 Works in Beelzebub & Disposable Demon (Good Omens)
01 Dec 2019
On paper that sounds like a good thing in reality not so much though.
But one side begins to remember.
Let's just say that the angels want back what they think is theirs.
10 Oct 2019
Beelzebub had sent the latest note, and fully expected to be first to arrive in the dusty room, as per usual.
Only. They weren't.
And the room wasn't dusty anymore.
There wasn't any smashed up desks either.
It was all gone.
Miracled away, clean, by the Archangel leaning over the desk in the middle of the room.
Beelzebub has an existential crisis, because of course they do.
This story directly follows Please Stop Talking. The events of that story are referenced throughout.
19 Sep 2019
It had certainly felt intimate with Gabriel[...]
But at no point during the exchange did Beelzebub’s heart beat.
Gabriel’s heart had beat. They’d felt it when they laid their head upon his chest. They thought that was normal for an Angel, a being of love, until Gabriel declared in his brazen confession that it had never happened before, and it had only happened for them.
Beelzebub’s heart didn’t even poot. There was nothing. Just an empty, hollow shell. No glowy love feelings. No uncontrollable desires. Just a clear head, a physical response, and a fun way to pass the time.
Beelzebub and Gabriel continue whatever it is that they are. A Beelzebub POV.
**This is a Sequel to my previous story The Rest Of Me Wants To Meet You.
It's not strictly necessary to read that one first, but it is referenced here sometimes.