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belphiespillowtalk · 2 years

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❣ Side Characters: When you do their makeup

Lord Diavolo

Makeup look: Burgundy, golden halo smokey-eye.

- His excitement and curiosity gets the best of him the second you ask him if you give him a makeover. It's like as if a child demon possessed him.

- He can be quite a headache to give a makeover since he tends to move a lot. He is so used to people fixing his appearance for him even when he's doing something. However, he never really got a full glam makeover before so you have to constantly remind him to stay still.

- Turns into Asmo the second you show him the final results. You'll catch him staring at himself through a hand mirror throughout the day, admiring his new look.

- Even though he admires the eye makeup, he cannot stop staring at his plump, glossy dark red tinted lips.

- "y/n...why do I feel like I'm more than royalty? I don't feel like my usual self, I feel more fabulous if I were to be honest. Y/N! You're skills are truly magnificent!"

Barbatos

Makeup look: A simple teal and black gradient eye makeup.

- He's quite hesitant at first but nonetheless, he agrees to it.

- He's actually really impressed with your skills and passion for cosmetics. You'd definitely get praises from this guy.

- He adores the "winged liner" that fades into the black eyeshadow and asks you how you did it because he has never seen anything like it before. He appreciates your blending skills. Man, we really do love Barbatos.

- He puckers his lips every other second, admiring his now plum tinted colored lips and how glossy it is.

- "You are gifted, y/n. I hope to see you thrive one day because of your talent." we love a supportive bf.

Solomon

Makeup look: A simple cream to brown gradient eye shadow look, for the base, with a graphic eyeliner look.

- He finds it exciting since he's never really gotten offered a make over in his entire life.

- He asks various questions on the different make up products that you use. He's definitely the type to giggle because of the unfamiliar feeling of the different makeup products being applied to his face.

- He's left astonished. How can a makeup look seem so simple yet so complex simultaneously? What type of magic did you use?

- He's that type of bf to lean forward with his lips puckered, indicating that he wants a kiss while you apply lipstick on him.

- "How did you do this sharp MaScAra thing on my eye? It's so straight. You have to tell me how."

- "Do you mean eyeliner?"

- "Mascara, eyeliner, whatever it is."

Simeon

Makeup look: Blue and metalic teal cut crease eye makeup look. (Blended brown eyeshadow on the outer corner and crease of the eye, as the base), with a short white graphic liner from the inner corer till the end of the cut crease.

- He's always willing to try something new with you so he immediately agrees. Just like all the other guys, he's never had someone give him a full glam makeover so he's excited.

- He loves how precise and how colorful it turns out to be. He pays attention to the details and appreciates every single one of them.

- His favorites would definitely be the eye makeup, along with the highlighter on his cheekbones.

- He's amazed on how much it emphasizes his face and how it makes certain facial features of his, pop out.

- "I would be lying if I said I don't feel like the prettiest diva right now."

(PLATONIC)

Luke

Makeup look: A simple yellow and blue eye makeup look (a small patch of bubblegum pink applied on the inner corner), with a simple puppy liner.

- Excited asf. Much like his teacher- I mean, Simeon, he wants to try new things. However, he'll only accept if he gets to give YOU a makeover afterwards.

- Let's just say he adores the entire look. He's amazed by how shiny and colorful his face looks.

- You have to tell him not to scratch or wipe his face but it'll be quite hard for him since the feeling of makeup is quite uncomfortable when it's your first time.

- As much as he dislikes those who are vain, he can't help but stare at himself in the mirror because of how different, but vibrant he looks.

- "Woahhhhhhhh, y/n, I'm a doll now"

- You'd have to teach him the different makeup products and explain what their purposes are when it's his turn to give you a makeover.

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belphiespillowtalk · 3 years

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Wedding Day Scenarios (angst)

(Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan)

Lucifer

From his time in the Celestial realm until the day he has fallen from grace, the eldest of the seven brothers has never mulled over the thought of marriage. Losing in a battle and being evicted from his own home, his perspective and liberty of possibly getting married took a turn. Proposing to you was one of the life changing decisions the fallen angel has made amongst the millions of others he had established.

"Marry me, y/n..." His own voice played in his head like a broken record. An image of you with watery eyes and a look which indicated that your heart has been melted appeared on his mind. Those two words repeated over and over again, like as if he kept replaying the moment he knew his life would change for the better.

The crinkling of fire collided with the scratching of the tip of an ink pen on a cream letter paper. His eyes, filled with despair, focused on the letters he drew. His hand moving swiftly, as if trying to keep up the pace with that of his thoughts.

Silently, he recited...

"Dear y/n...

I have done several ways to express my undying love for you, but none of which I know would make you feel as if I'm there with you to prove it personally. With this letter, I am hoping you give it just a moment to read what I have to say.

Today is the day we truly become one. You and I, my beloved. Dare I say, my soulmate. The day which we have been planning together is right at our front door. And yet, writing you this letter, which I pray would get to you somehow, wherever you are, is a pain.

Would your heart melt like chocolates if I told you that you are still the one I belong to? Would you have similar emotions to that of when I was able to hold you? Would my tears staining this letter remain in place until it reaches you?

Y/N...let us forget about our differences. About how our worlds are far apart from each other. About the world around us. Just like we used to.

Today is our wedding day, my love. I refuse to imagine you would've let it slip out of your mind. Today is the day I am supposed to hold your hand, look you in your eyes, and make a life long promise with you... Yet, you chose to pierce my heart with a dagger. That of which will remain that way for eternity.

The chances of this letter getting to you may be slim. If luck may be on my side for once, answer me this, my love. What have I done wrong? What have I not done that would please you? What made it be like this? What made you run away, y/n?..."

Tiny puddles of tears land on the paper, the letters beneath it spreading out and fading into the border of the puddles. His hand grew feeble before the pen he wrote the letter with carelessly fell onto his desk. His vision blurred as streams of tears started piling up on his waterline, threatening to fall over. His other gloved hand balled up into a fist, hiding the wedding ring he would've worn on that day.

Mammon

"Dear y/n...

Meeting you was one of the best gifts the universe has offered me. Look how far we've come. Today is the day in which I'll finally understand what it is in love that makes you happy. Right now, I can picture that sincere, most beautiful, smile on yours as you walk down that aisle."

Amongst the other material possessions which could brighten up Mammon's day, your smile was the only one which could make him genuinely happy. The pounding of his heart, along with the melodious tune of the piano as you slowly made your way to the alter was distracting him but he kept his focus on what mattered to him the most.

"There aren't enough words I can think of to describe how amazing you are. My sleepless nights could easily be changed just by being near you or hearing that sweet voice of yours over the phone. My bad days could be easily brightened up just by your presence. Y/N...I don't think you realize how special you are to me."

Seeing you happy made him forget about the negatives in his life for a brief second. Never in his life has he met someone that had this much power over him. So, just what exactly was it that made Mammon loathe this happy day?

"I keep thinking back to the old times...where it was just us against the world. The moments we shared together, the type of laughs which would make our stomachs hurt, the stories we told each other, the simple "I like you"s we would tell each other in hushed voices. I'm not gonna lie to you but it hurts to see how fast it all changes.

Y/N, it's an honor to be your best friend. Really. I get to be the one to share happy and exciting moments with you. I get to be the one to lend you my shoulder for you to cry on, to be the one to listen to your voice ranting about your day, and to be the one who knows who you really are. It breaks my heart that I am not the one who gets to hold your hand in marriage."

The million methods he thought of to prevent himself from crying were all useless, as the tears poured out onto his face. The quick glance you gave him as you walked closer felt like an eternity for Mammon. Everyone else blurred out from his vision as he took the time to savor the moment and stare at you, in your wedding attire, in adoration. That smile on your lips enough to give him butterflies.

"All I can say right now is that I'm happy you made this decision since I know it is what you truly want."

That forever he felt was abruptly interrupted with reality as you walked pass by him and onto the alter, joining the man you would soon share your life with. The second born of the seven brothers had experienced a lot of tragedies, alongside losing things he once loved. What was it that was so different with watching the love of his life choose someone else?

"Even though it kills me to see you getting married, I'll always be here for you, y/n...

I love you.

Your best friend, Mammon."

Leviathan

The thorns of the bouquet he held tightly poked through his fingers and his palm. The cold devildom winter breeze were enough to send shiver down one's spine, along with the hooting of owls and footsteps of the damned souls pacing around. However, Levi was too far in his own world to care about the reality around him.

"Dear y/n...

Today is our wedding day but you already know that. We may be apart for now, but I can still hear your voice. The thought of you still warms my heart."

Proposing to you was a huge change for Levi in terms of his outlook on love and his plans for the future ahead of him. Yet, he still chose to do so because he knew he wouldn't be able to live if he were to miss the opportunity.

"I'm glad I finally got the courage to ask your hand in marriage, and I'm beyond happy that you to were willing to spend your life with me.

That memory of us taking a drastic turn in our lives replays in my mind constantly and I never seem to get tired of it."

He recited the letter with his whole heart, gripping onto the paper like as if it was enough to save him from possibly having a breakdown or collapsing with all the heavy emotions stored within him.

"Today is the day we would've finally become united. We would've had a huge cake waiting for us in the reception. We would've cried tears of joy, knowing that our future would've changed.

But here I am...celebrating this night dancing alone in the moonlight."

His face along with the collar of his dress shirt stained with his tears. The eerie silence around him was defeaning. The world around him seemed empty as he kept his focus on the gravestone front of him.

"I'm here with you, love. I'm desperately asking the universe for another chance to dance with you, and to show me another reason and meaning in my life. I'm doing this all for you.

Why did you have to leave so soon? Is this a punishment for me? I've lost so much already...now I've just lost a part of me. My other half.

If you can hear me...I love you, Y/N."

Leviathan knelt down, slowly placing the bouquet on top of you.

"I've got you your favorite flowers. I've even set up a small picnic with you. Anything just to be with you again.

We're already apart from each other...and having to live with that is truly a nightmare I can't wake up from.

I'm writing this letter as a way for you to hear my voice once again. And to celebrate this night in which would've been one of the best days in our lives.

I miss you, Y/N

I love you.

Your fiancé, Leviathan."

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belphiespillowtalk · 3 years

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This Simeon >>

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I am LIVING for bossy Simeon ❤️❤️

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belphiespillowtalk · 3 years

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When MC is Jealous scenarios

(Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor)

SATAN

Agreeing to this group study might have been one of the worst choices you have made in your life. Looking at the bright side, you got to spend time with your boyfriend, even getting to know one of his close friends from school. That is until you gradually fall silent throughout the entire studying session, focusing on your work instead of trying desperately to get into the conversation your boyfriend and his friend were having.

The little notes you recited in your mind were often interrupted with the voices of the two, discussing the new devildom drama inspired by a trilogy Satan seemed to be fond of for years. Coming from a whole other realm, with a different idea of drama and movie series, you couldn't blame yourself for getting lost midway into, what was supposedly a "group study".

You took a quick glance at your boyfriend who appeared to be interested in gossip rather than his studies. Isn't that a surprise? His light green eyes stuck to those of his friends as they chat nonstop about the drama, with their books, papers, and flashcards, that have been untouched, scattered all over, and sitting idle on the coffee table. You let out a cough with the intention of getting the attention of your boyfriend. Judging from how unbothered they seemed to be by it, you realized there was no other way to get the meeting back to what it was originally meant for if you weren't to interrupt their sweet time together.

"Satan, which chapter are you working on?" You knew damn well asking him that question was pointless, but you had to stop their fatuous gossip someway.

"I'd say the crown prince would be that of a stagnant character in terms of story progression. It's already predictable since his brother is one of the many that are bound to have some sort of character development, wouldn't you agree?" Of course, he just had to address this foolish chatter before responding to you. "Anyways, could you repeat that? I didn't quite catch you there."

It took all the patience within you to not roll your eyes at how rude he was behaving, even worse losing your temper and throwing a fit all of a sudden. It irked you to have to repeat yourself because your own boyfriend seemed to prioritize this drama rather than his studies. Not to mention how excluded you felt out of the conversation that has dragged on for what seemed like hours.

"I said which chapter are you on right now?" You repeated yourself as you fought the urge to rip your textbook apart. "Are you even studying?" was that question intentional? yes. But it was worth it.

"I am studying. I just got distracted." He answered as if it was nothing. However, he knew better than to let your sudden change in mood slip pass by. "Is something wrong?" He asked, looking back at you expecting you to do the same. However, your own jealousy blinded you, making you refuse to even glance at him.

"You know...you should really take a break and relax." His friend chimed in as if they were told to do so. Who would've thought that even a small conversation with your lover would be interrupted with such a backhanded remark? It seems as though both friends took notice of your foul mood but at this point, you could not care less.

"No." Satan raised his hand to disregard his friend's comment. "Tell me what's wrong. Is something bothering you?" He looked at you, hoping to get some sort of answer. You'd much rather get back to studying than entertain his question, however, knowing Satan, he won't stop interrogating you until he figures out what has been causing your crankiness.

"Would you prefer if we speak of this outside?" It's no surprise to you that your boyfriend easily connects the dots together. You gave a small nod in response, this time, looking back at him with a slight frown. No further words were needed before he stood up from his seat, and offering his hand out to you.

"Excuse us for a bit, Amon." With that, he led you outside the cafe and into the back garden, gently squeezing your hand. Perhaps as a way to ease your temper. Stepping outside into the cold night's breeze, his pair of green eyes landed onto yours.

"Will you tell me what's wrong now? Well, of course, I can already tell what is, I just want you to tell me how you're really feeling right now."

ASMODEUS

"Sweetheart, what do you think? Shall we try the poisoned mulberry custard shortcake or demidevil's chocolate lava cake?" Date night with Asmodeus may be one of best things about being in the Devildom. The strawberry blonde haired demon often took you out to cafes/restaurants to try new items which were trending all over Devildom, have a spa or shopping day with you until you had zero grimm left in your wallet. Nevertheless, you enjoyed the time and company of your boyfriend.

"The lava cake...we can share it." You responded, skimming over the menu to see other items that might spark your interest.

"Good pick~ Its picturesque presentation will be wonderful for my devilgram highlights, don't you think?" Asmo beamed, looking up at you and waiting for your response, to which you gave a small nod, knowing your boyfriend would expect you to agree.

"It's Asmodeus!" Who would've thought a date with a model would suddenly get interrupted by his worshippers. Getting in a relationship with Asmo, one of the most popular influencer/model in devildom, was all fun and games until it comes to his fan clubs. The demons, succubi, and incubi acting like lovesick puppies and obsessing over your boyfriend was a huge headache for you, but seeing how Asmo enjoyed their adoration and praise for him made you realize that you had no say in the matter.

"Oh? What's this? My very own fan club~ Darling, isn't that amusing?~" He giggled, giving them a small wave and blowing a kiss towards the flashing cameras.

"Asmodeus-" You tried calling out to your boyfriend only to be interrupted by one of the female demons in his fan club, letting out an ear-piercing screech. Without even bothering to acknowledge the fact that she was disrupting a date, she rushed over to his side of the table, pushing a camera towards his face and begging to have their picture taken.

You looked at him with pleading eyes, silently praying he asks them to leave, or even better, call them out for such a rude behavior. However, knowing your boyfriend, he would be caught dead before he misses a photo opportunity.

Realizing there was no other way to it, you had to take matters into your own hands and make it known to Asmo that you felt uncomfortable having other people huddled over him. "Maybe not now, pleas-"

"Please, Asmo! Just one pic" Obviously this demon could not take a hint, but it looked as if Asmo didn't either. Instead, it looked as if he was in for it. She turned towards you, despite not getting a clear "yes" or "no" response from the devilgram model. "Could you take a picture of us, please?" It looked as though no answer was needed before she pushed the camera to your direction, as if she expected you to willingly take it and snap a picture of her and your boyfriend.

Stunned by her actions, you sat there, looking at her with a face of disbelief. How could someone be so ignorant that they go on selfishly interrupting private moments of their idols? You felt as if your blood started to boil mixed with the sudden urge to scream your heart out. At this point, you had to pray to your guardian angels to hold you back before you blurt out something that would've ruined yours and Asmo's image. "I'm not his photographer, nor his assistant. Asmo." This time, you looked at your boyfriend, expecting him to say something about it. You knew that Asmodeus is the type to crave your jealousy and need for him, so it was no surprise he found it entertaining to witness you get envious of the girls "clinging" onto him.

"My y/n wouldn't appreciate that, would you, love?" He questioned, his glossy lips turning into a half smirk. Something about his eyes locking with yours, despite the other demons batting their eyelashes and pouting their lips to get his attention, made you feel some type of way. "Maybe later, my dolls~ Go on now. I wish to enjoy my date with my girlfriend/boyfriend."

It was astonishing seeing how he holds so much power over them. A chorus of "awws" followed by footsteps walking away after he had dismissed them made you realize how important Asmodeus really is. Nevertheless, you still had that same scowl on your face, silently sulking about the mob surrounding your table as if it was a meet and greet. It irked you just thinking about the possibilities of this situation happening again because of your boyfriend's popularity.

"My darling y/n, you seem upset~ Am I not giving you the love and attention you deserve?~" It was crystal clear he was enjoying this, he practically yearns for you to beg him for his love. "Can you tell?" was your only response. He let out a laugh before sliding his hand over yours and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'll always put you first before everyone else because you are that special to me, you know this, my love~" A light blush appeared on your cheeks before you went back to scanning over the menu and hoping this date would go back to as it was. With just you and him alone, enjoying your sweet time together.

BEELZEBUB

"Well...do you like it?" Taking a spoonful of the fried shadow bat mixed with a meat bowl, that could be purchased at the school's cafeteria, filled you with dread. Devildom cuisine was far different, not to mention inedible, then what you were used to in the mortal realm. However, seeing that your boyfriend, Beelzebub, took his time and effort to prepare one of his favorite meals at school for you, it was difficult to refuse his offer. The mixture of spices and seasonings washed over your taste buds, making that bite a savory one.

"uhmm..."You murmured with your mouth still full as you continued chewing. The unfamiliar taste just confused you. You knew that Beelzebub was fond of creating various food combos just to see what he would claim as his next favorite dish. Looking up, you could see him dying to get a reaction out of you. "It's okay...maybe I'm just not used to it." Lying to him would just break your heart to see how innocent his intentions are towards you.

"That's as good as it gets for you, I know. I made sure to share the most...well, "safest" one out of each dish I like at school." He stated, reaching over to take the bowl back to him. You found it adorable how even the food he offered to you would somehow get back in his hands, but you wouldn't complain. "Next time, maybe we can ask Mammon to make one of his fried scorpion sandwiches with vinegar and tartare sauce." It was amazing how he could go on about food for hours and you loved that about him. It was something you'd never get tired of as he would often make promises about sharing those dishes or snacks with you.

"Or Simeon's signature BLT sandwiches. Belphie loves those so we can share 'em-"

"Beelzebub! Great game back there!" Turning your heard towards the direction of the voice, you saw a member of the RAD's cheerleaders approach.

Assuming that it was one of his friends, since both were members of sports clubs, a smile fell on your lips as you expected the demon to acknowledge your presence.

"Oh...thanks. It was mostly Andra's work though..." was your boyfriend's only response. Up until now the demon failed to notice you, not even sharing a glance your way. She was mainly focused on the fangol player sitting across from you. "The only reason he carried the game was because of his speed. Nothing compared to you though." Just what was she planning on doing?

"Thanks." He repeated, clearly uninterested about keeping their conversation flowing. "You must be his girl/boyfriend~" Her sudden recognition of your presence startled you, as the topic took an abrupt shift from fangol to you. "I heard a lot about you, especially since you're...you know, human at a demon academy." A chuckle followed her statement.

An uneasy feeling started building up inside you as you kept in mind that this was another demon who could potentially harm you if you uttered something wrong. You let out a chuckle, looking over at your boyfriend and hoping he takes the hint and helps you out. Before the two of you could say a word, the cheerleader continued on with her speech.

"You know, your boyfriend is a really good fangol player. I remember that first time I met him and my first impression of him being adorable and the shy kid. Who would've thought he turned out to be this brawny, hunk of a guy. Even still, to me, he's just a quiet jock who loves to snack every chance he gets." She giggled. This clouded your mind with such negative thoughts about her and Beel possibly having a thing back then just by the way she speaks. It seemed as though forcing a smile was impossible at a scenario like this. You felt irritated just thinking about how such a small thing could easily ruin your mood.

"I'm not all that, really." Beelzebub added in, watching how your mood dropped. The poker face you had on and how you slightly leaned away from the female demon was enough to tell him how uncomfortable she was making you feel. "but you are though-"

"I'd like to disagree." You silently thanked the universe that your boyfriend was quick to notice whatever it was that was irritating you. "Listen, I'm tryin' to eat lunch here with them...we can talk during practice, alright?" He added in, leaving you and the cheerleader stunned. That last bit irked you but it was better idea than having her completely interrupt your time with your boyfriend.

"Alright then. See you later, Beel~ and you too" The smile on her face as she walked off just added more fuel to the fire. It took everything in you to hold yourself back from cursing her out.

"I'm sorry about that, sugar. That doesn't happen often but even if it does you know I'm gonna choose you over anything, right?...Would treating you to Madame Scream's cafe after school cheer you up? It'll just be the both of us, I promise."

BELPHEGOR

This might have been the only time you witnessed your boyfriend have so much energy in him. Who would've thought that him being all energized would be such a nuisance. You mentally cursed his brother, Leviathan, for mentioning about the female deviltuber/streamer which he would later be stuck to. There you sat, with a pillow tucked in your embrace and your jaw just resting on top of it. The pain settling in from your chin all the way down to the crook of your neck signified how you have been in this position for what seemed like hours.

Your eye lids felt heavy, and with your boyfriend begging you to stay up with him, you felt guilty of the thought of falling asleep way before he does. The sound blaring from the speakers of his phone helped you to remain wide awake, and at the same time, drive you crazy as it was the voice that has been talking for almost the entire night.

"Babe..." You tried calling out, which was swiftly drowned out by the voice of the deviltuber. As expected, you received no response from him. His eyes remained on the screen of his phone as he silently listened to what she had to say. "Babe." You called out louder, hoping it would somehow get his attention.

"Hm?" was his only response. His eyes never leaving the screen. Irritating, but it was better than being ignored completely. "When are you planning on sleeping?" Your tone made it was clear how annoyed you were that he made you stay up just to watch him admire someone else.

"Don't know. Maybe after this vid." He deadpanned before he went back to listening. This caused you to sigh out of drowsiness and irritation. What was it about her that made her "entertaining"? The first few minutes of watching her wasn't that great. It left you wondering how people, especially your boyfriend, managed to stay awake. That could be debated on how she would just discuss about issues or "drama" in the Devildom, which you clearly had no idea about.

"what? you jealous or something?" the sudden interrogation startled you. It was rare to see your boyfriend quickly picking up the signs and figuring out that you were annoyed at him.

"Is it obvious?" was your only response, figuring he already knew the answer to his own question. "Yea, kinda." he replied, nonchalantly. "I don't know what for though. It's not like we're flirting anyway."

"Whatever." At this point, you have already given up. To you, it was of no use arguing over a little thing when you could just fall asleep by yourself, much to your boyfriend's dismay.

"Alright, alright." The sound of his phone switching off washed away the pang of jealousy and the feeling of your heart being clenched as it indicated that you fully got his attention on you now. "How about we just cuddle now? How does that sound?"

The negative emotions were swiftly replaced with that of a positive and warm feeling. It seemed as though he knew just how to make you happy. "You really got nothing to get jealous about." He laughed softly, wrapping an arm over your shoulder and pulling you closer to him. " Now, come. Cuddle me...since you want my attention that badly."

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belphiespillowtalk · 3 years

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When MC is jealous (scenarios)

(Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan)

LUCIFER

Lucifer seemed awfully attached to a new colleague of his at school. There was no issue about it, however, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy watching the two get closer with each other, and with Lucifer having to take a rain check almost every time you had asked him for a date, it certainly just made things worse.

A few days of this moronic fiasco dragged on until the fallen angel finally took notice of your sudden change in mood and behavior around him. Could it have been that the love of his life was feeling neglected? He was quick to pick up the signs of jealousy as every time he had mentioned his colleague, your expression would turn to that of a sour look.

"Y/N...is something the matter?"

You heard the voice of your boyfriend from behind you. Nothing new to you as he was fond of surprising you every chance he gets.

At this point, you had given up trying to get his attention back onto you. It would've been foolish to confront him about it as well, right? Least that's what you thought. Your mood for the entire day had been foul, so much to where his brothers took a hint of it but none bothered to ask you about it.

You gave a bitter shrug in response, keeping your eyes focused on everything else but Lucifer. A moment went by before you heard a chuckle from him. At this point, you had to keep the death threat within you, holding yourself back before all hell would break loose.

"Are we still planning that date?" You could visualize that stupid smirk he had everytime he teased you. "Or would you rather I take you out on one right now?"

Instead of mentioning how he knows that his lover is envious and quite upset with him, it just seems that he plans on teasing you about it. Was he trying to enrage you even more?

Due to this, you casually ignored his question, getting back to whatever you were doing.

"Is my y/n jealous?..." You're cheeks flushed bright red, feeling his toned arms wrap around your waist and his scent, that of old paper and ink with a slight touch of smoke from burning wood, filling up your nostrils.

"Should I have payed more attention to you? Will it please you if I do?" He questioned, this time whispering it to your ear.

He was clearly trying to make your heart explode. When you said you wanted his attention, you didn't mean him suddenly touching you all over. ... Maybe but that's not the point. You felt your heart beat taking pace as you melted into his touch, that touch you have been longing for.

"I need an answer, y/n..." He whispered what seemed to be a warning that if you refused to comply, god knows what he would've done.

"It's adorable seeing you fuss over such a foolish thing. If you simply stated that you were feeling neglected, I would've done something about it, don't you think?..." The bright shade of red on your face turned darker, with you being embarrassed rather than flustered. Whatever he whispered to your ear made every bit of sense leaving you feeling dumb. " Now, how's about you make me beg for forgiveness? You've got all my attention on you now anyway..."

MAMMON

Being invited to a photo shoot of your boyfriend was entertainment for you. You got to see what goes on behind the scenes before his pictures would have been displayed all over those Cosmo & Devil magazines, and billboards around devildom. Often time, he'd ask your opinions on things such as his outfit for the shoot, his hair style, what would be an appropriate pose, etc. Overall, you enjoyed witnessing your boyfriend flash that stunning physique and detailed face of his. Not to mention his body being good eye candy.

Normally, he'd have solo photo shoots but this time,,, things took a turn. Apparently, someone else would be joining him to model for Majolish's brand new clothing line for both male and female. Hearing about this, you were rather confused with the sudden change. Mammon, being the great boyfriend he naturally is, constantly had to remind you how he was basically showing off his body to you and not for the magazine... which was bullshit to you but you never argued.

The entire duration of preparing for the photo shoot consisted of Mammon getting to know his new partner. It was not a bad thing, and you had no reason to be upset with it, however, normally at this part, he'd have a chat with you or he'd let you help him out with getting ready. It was just odd to see how his attention quickly diverted to somebody else rather than you.

The modelling thing carried on, with you being left to the side. You watched as your boyfriend struck a pose for the camera, wrapping his arm around the other model's waist. You couldn't but feel a bit bothered by it but you had no say in the matter since it's for business. Watching Mammon get close to another person, touching them even, felt as if someone had clenched your heart.

At this point, you've had enough of seeing the model getting awfully comfortable with your lover and thought it'd be best to avoid what was bothering you before somebody or something planned on trying you. Before he could even sense that you were gone, you made your way out of the studio and into the dressing room. At least in here you wouldn't have to worry about your own boyfriend enjoying someone else's company.

Minutes passed by before you heard footsteps behind you. Just like every other cliche teen romance movie, you could already suspect that it was your idiot of a boyfriend behind you, judging from the aroma of his cologne filling the air in the dressing room. However, he didn't say a word. Instead, you felt his fingers pinch you on your waist causing you to flinch in pain. You heard him laugh at your sudden reaction which just filled the fire within you. Somehow seeing him happy infuriated you.

Puzzled at your reaction afterwards, he let out a scoff, "what's up with you? you disappeared randomly." He said, this time playing with your hair. It took all the patience you had not to swat his hand away and tell him to piss off...it'd be of no use anyway since you were at his workplace.

Ignoring his question, you went back to scrolling on your phone, earning a gasp of disbelief from him. "Oh we ignoring each other now, huh? What? you jealous or somethin'?" Of course he would know. His arrogant ass would want it to happen anyway, but you knew better than to surrender to him. He babbled on about how it was all for business and that his partner was just another friend of his.

"Alright, ignore me all you want...but you know you ain't gonna last." whispering that last bit to your ear sent shivers on your spine. The sudden touch of his fingertips on your neck sparked something within you and you couldn't help but get flustered by it.

His minty breath on your neck, along with his fingers softly dragging it all the way down to your collar bone. You shuddered at the feeling, gripping the arm of the chair you were sitting on and silently praying he just took you right there. You knew his whispers of sweet nothings and his delicate touch on your skin was to tease you and get you riled up, instead of reassuring you that you were the only one for him. However, his next statement enabled you to ascertain that you were lucky to have him as your boyfriend. "you're cute when you get all fussy and needy for my attention, ya know? don't worry, you have it all. I ain't modelling for you to not stare and realise at how gorgeous your man is. It's all for you~"

LEVIATHAN

You enjoyed your boyfriend finally coming out of his shell to make friends with others even though it was through the internet. Watching him getting excited to be playing games with his new friends brightened up your day as it has been way too long since Levi was happy about other people's company rather than his 2D characters and anime series. However, that was just at the beginning.

Lately, all he has been talking about was this girl he had met online. He goes on talking about the games he plays with her, the inside jokes they share here and there, and how she is like a sister to him. Something about this irked you. In your perspective, it wasn't insecurity, rather, you knew this girl had other intentions since your boyfriend was a known gamer in devildom.

There you were sitting on his bathtub, watching him all hyped up while playing a game with his new friend. You took note of how he barely acknowledged you today, just giving you a kiss on your cheek before going back to his pc and to his game. Frustrated by the million thoughts running across your mind each second, you let out a loud sigh intending to get your boyfriend's attention.

No response. Just the clicks of the keyboard and the noise escaping the headphones he had on. His eyes were glued to the pc screen and you could barely make out what he was saying to his new friend. New friend. The utterance of those words were enough to put you in a foul mood.

"Leviathan." You called out. "wait, wait...lemme finish this." He was deaf when it comes to you sighing in frustration, yet calling out his name made him pay attention to you. "sorry 'bout that, that was my girlfriend/boyfriend." Apologising on your behalf? This was the last straw for you.

You immediately stood up from the bathtub, making your way out and towards the door before you heard him call out your name.

"w-wait! y/n!" You turned around, even though the devil on your shoulder begged you not to, looking at him with a glare.

He immediately paused his game. It surprised you that he didn't even think twice about muting his call with the girl. "where are you going? I thought you said you'd watch this new anime I just bought."

"Eh, figured you were to busy playing your game, so maybe next time." That didn't sound like a suggestion...which it wasn't. You've had enough of his being glued to the game all day, arguing about how the girl is just like a friend to him.

"w-wait! why don't we play together then?" He suggested. This time, getting you interested although you knew it would be a bad idea judging from how the girl would always try to berate you and how you played with them before.

"I don't know. Would your friend be okay with that?" At this point, you were just adding more fuel to the fire, however, you couldn't care less at that moment. You wanted him to know that you were jealous since it seemed as though he had no clue about it despite the many hints you have dropped from time to time.

"Of course she would. Come on, play with us" he said, reaching over his desk and handing a controller. The last thing you wanted tonight was to hear the girl complain about why he has invited his girlfriend/boyfriend to play, or how they are far better off as a duo just like the last time you all played together. It was of no use arguing about it now since all he would do is dismiss the thought or change the subject as he couldn't be bothered to have, what he thought was a foolish debacle.

"I'm gonna pass for tonight. You have fun though." The smile on your face seemed awfully forced. The last sight you had of him on that night was how puzzled, yet concerned he looked. Walking out of his bedroom door, you let out a sigh. The same one you did for what seemed like days now. Hearing him call out your name was last thing you heard before going in to spend the night alone in your bedroom.

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Belphegor X (Demon) F!MC (Part 1)

You felt a wave of confidence wash over you as you felt everyone's preying eyes on your body. To you, it was easy to impress such thirsty men with a coy expression, and a sway of your hips. Your fingers toyed with the hem of the lace you had on, ever so slightly pushing it down further to boost the erotic atmosphere around.

This would usually get your audience excited, indicating the increased amount of cash thrown at your stage floor. This meant nothing to you but a way to make a living. The idea of possibly locking eyes with your one and only while you entertain others for money hasn't even crossed your mind. However, judging from how only rich demons (considering the amount of cash they throw around) attend this club, it wouldn't hurt to find a potential sugar daddy.

You've made acquaintances here in there, mostly bumping into two of the well known seven demon lords of hell, specifically Asmodeus and Mammon. These two were hardcore party goers so it wasn't any surprise seeing them stop by every once in a while. Not to mention, the two and a couple of..others, being present at the club at that very moment. It was of no use trying to impress literal authority or get their attention as they were far too busy having a good time and occupying themselves with drinks and conversations with friends. Your rank as a demon, compared to them, downgraded you a bit, however, this wouldn't stop you from being the jewel of the night and collecting the coins you deserve.

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"Can we leave now?" The youngest of the seven brothers spoke up, interrupting Lucifer's conversation with another demon. The volume of the music blaring from the stereos physically pained his eardrums and he despised nothing more than being in a crowd of sweaty, noisy, horny demons. It took away his state of drowsiness and replaced it with frustration.

Lucifer glanced over at him, a look of pity on his face as he realized how much his brother hated these types of places. "Loosen up a bit, Belphie. Get or a drink or somethin'" Mammon stepped in, quickly noticing the mood drop between them. "Hard pass. This place is annoying as ever." Belphegor sighed, taking up all the energy stored in his body and standing up, heading towards a more secluded area of the night club.

The spot gave a better view of the stage itself, not that he was interested. His whole intention was just to take up all the space on the leather couch and lay down for the entire duration of their time there, ignoring everyone giving him glances.

Slowly sinking into the seat, his eyes landed on the female demon giving her performance on the stage. Belphegor shamelessly undressed her body with his eyes, taking in every inch of her figure and admiring the way she danced seductively. Something about this dancer made him feel some type of way. It wasn't rare for him to have a liking for his own kind, but it wasn't expected either.

Looking back up at the demon, his heart skipped a beat as they locked eyes with each other. Who would've thought that this very moment was what gave Belphegor the sudden rush in his body he had longed for. This moment felt like a while before she resumed to finishing up her performance, her eyes glued to his as if she was dancing for him alone. Belphegor watched in adoration, mentally recording every bit of her alluring movements to savor the moment. A part him begging that her performance wouldn't come to an end.

The way they stared at each other, as if they were communicating telepathically, felt like a life time. But the lazy demon certainly wasn't complaining. It was like as if they were soulmates with the way they spoke to each other with their actions, rather than words.

The crowd hollered as money was thrown shamelessly here and there. However, Belphegor didn't seem to care at that very moment as his only interest was the female demon on stage, giving one last seductive look at the audience, charming them with her hour glass figure as she sashayed her way off the stage. Guess all good things does have to come to an end.

You'd think Belphegor is the type to let things go so easily since that requires little to no energy to be done. This time, however, he just had to get another glimpse of that dancer. Didn't matter what she was doing or if her shift had already ended, he just had to see her closer this time and get answers as to why he felt the way he did when she made him think twice about his perspective on love at first sight.

"There's my favorite baby brother~" That stupid sing song voice. Out comes his strawberry blonde haired brother, making his way over to him. "Having fun?~" Asmodeus beamed, getting all up in Belphegor's business, irritating him. "I was..til you showed up. What do you want?" He deadpanned, showing an annoyed expression telling his older brother that he has ruined his "peace and quiet".

"Hush now. Don't be like that." Asmodeus argued, lightly smacking Belphegor's arm to which he got a scoff in return. "This is a strip club for Diavolo's sake, Belphie! Don't just slug around~"

"Nah, I'm good. Place is boring as shit." Belphegor remarked, emotionlessly.

"It's not boring enough for you to be checking out that stripper~" Asmodeus giggled, to which his younger brother immediately denied.

"Shut up! and piss off." Belphegor gritted his teeth in anger, slowly accepting his defeat as he sunk further into the couch, crossing his arms and avoiding his brother's teasing gaze. "she's pretty, okay?.."

"okay? then do something about it" Asmodeus stated, making it seem as though everyone had the balls to be straight up with the person they like. "go up and talk to her or something" he suggested, disregarding the fact that his baby brother, the Avatar of Sloth, was not really fond of other people. Let alone starting up a conversation with them. It wasn't because he was socially awkward or had no energy to do so, in fact Belphegor was quite the opposite, it was just that it was possibly the love of his life they were arguing about.

Belphegor knew better than to follow any of his brothers' advice, leading him to go with his own. Not to mention, being locked away from his brothers for a couple of years which caused him to be self-dependent since he had no one else around him. He'd have some sort of back up plan for whenever he did take into consideration their suggestions and it turned into a huge flop. and as of that very moment, Belphegor knew he had to do this on his own if he really did want to see that demon again.

"Uhm... they offer private dances here, don't they?" Belphegor suddenly questioned, looking up to see Asmodeus with his jaw dropped, and sparkles in his eyes as he let out a loud happy gasp.

"Are you planning what I think you're planning?" Asmodeus teased, grinning mischievously as he assumed the worst from his young brother.

"No, you sick fuck. I'm just asking...How much is it?" He questioned again, hoping this time his brother would get his mind out of the gutter and help him out.

"Depends on how much they require. Why? Just what exactly are you planning, Belphie?~" Asmodeus whispered suggestively. "That depends on how far it goes with her and I. Gotta go." Belphegor stated, suddenly standing up from his seat. "I have a private dance to go to and a beaut waiting for me."

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Lord Diavolo X Reader (Smut)

𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙒 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜!!

It wasn't new for the prince of hell to invite you over to his palace for some bonding time. The young prince appeared to have grown fond of you as your days in his kingdom passed by.

"Have you any idea of why his majesty has called for me?" You interrogate his staunch butler who guided you through the long, silent hallways of the Demon Lord's castle.

"It is not in my position to wonder about in such private interests of the young lord. Perhaps a meeting regarding academic matters?" Barbatos replied in that deep, silky voice which has been kissed on the cheek with an angel's grace. Least that's how you would describe it.

"It's not odd for him to call me at such unexpected timing, but, why now?..and for what?" You couldn't help but get cold feet just by the thought of meeting up with Lord Diavolo. The prince may appear to be a jolly and free spirited soul, however, to assume his majesty was no more than this was like playing with lions. He is not titled the wisest demon in hell for nothing after all.

"Need I repeat myself?" You heard his butler give a playful chuckle as he walked you to the Prince's chambers.

"Oh, no..I just couldn't help but wonder-"

"Think of it no further. I trust his royal majesty would not simply send for you for idle time." Barbatos came to a hault in his steps, not once disrupting his perfect posture.

"Hm?" His sudden act puzzled you to which you responded with a confused expression.

"If we were to find an answer, we'd have to seek it from the person who made you question it, wouldn't you say so?" The butler gave you a smile which led your confussion to nowhere before you watched him give three gentle knocks on the mahogany doors which stood taller than every room you have ever been in.

With constant pondering and questions about the situation, you could not help but realize you were right in front of your destination.

"Enter." It was a soft and gentle response but it delivers so much power. That voice. It rang like melody in your ears. His voice like strawberries dipped in soft, sweet milk chocolate. Addictive.

With that signal, Barbatos pushed open the chamber doors, revealing what appeared to be the prince of hell himself, sitting in the armchair facing towards the burning fireplace. For a moment, you felt as if you were meeting with a CEO, ready for your job interview, however, this was a prince you were about to interact with. You could not help but feel your heart beat rise as the situation gave off a surprisingly erotic aura.

The two of you stopped by his door way, patiently waiting for a response before Barbatos gave a polite bow while calling out for Diavolo.

"Young master. Y/N has arrived.." He stated, signifying for you to make your presence known.

"Good evening, your majesty." You applied every bit of effort in trying to make your bow as polite and proper as Barbatos'.

"Ah. Y/N. I have been expecting you." Slowly, the prince stood up from his seat before turning towards your direction. His bright, golden eyes, which have such a sincere look to it, locked with yours, causing the apples of your cheeks to tint itself a bright red.

"So I've heard." You replied, adding a quiet chuckle to lessen the tension in the atmosphere

"Thank you, Barbatos. You may take your leave." Diavolo signalled, giving his loyal butler that same smile which could kill millions. Once again, the butler gave yet another bow to pay respect before exiting the chambers, giving you and the prince your privacy.

Silence quickly captured the room and the crackling of the fireplace dominated it. The atmosphere at that very moment felt tight and filled with unknown outcomes. Every muscle within your body seemed to have tensed up even more compared to how you were before engaging in this situation.

"Please, Y/N. Have a seat." Followed with the same old laugh you would never get tired of. "It would be improper of me to leave my guests standing throughout the whole duration of the meeting. Make yourself at home." He shot you a smile which made your heart flutter.

He returned back to his armchair, nearby the fireplace, motioning towards the seat beside him. You quickly complied with the prince's orders, fearing further hesitation would just upset him.

"I have missed your presence lately." He stated randomly, keeping his eyes locked on the fireplace as if he were analyzing it.

Did he just say he missed you? Him? The prince of hell? This had to be some alternate universe you have been transfered to.

"M-My lord..?" You couldn't help but stutter at the sudden behavior of the young lord.

"Tell me. What it is exactly you think about when you are with me?" Okay now this was weird. "Do I frighten you, my dear Y/N?.." What exactly is he talking about?

"I'm sorry?.."

"Do I perhaps give you the same pleasurable feeling you give me when you bless me with your presence?"

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There you were with your legs sprawled out on either side of the young lord's armchair. Your breath trying desperately to regain itself. Beads of sweat trailed across your forehead as you tried your hardest to keep your composure. This feeling was insane. Intoxicating even.

Feeling the prince's girthy shaft rest against your bottom has given you imaginations you never thought you would have about Diavolo.

"You seem to be enjoying this.." He whispered against your ear, sending shivers down your spine which you silently prayed he would break soon.

You felt his slender finger tips coated in his saliva, pressing against your entrance, giving it a tickle which made him let out a laugh. The teasing was too much for you to handle, causing you to glare up at him.

"Come now, don't give me that look. After all, I did say this was just the beginning." He mumbled once again, letting his hot breath hit the crook of your marked neck.

He knew exactly how to drive you crazy. How to keep you in your place. It seemed as if he knew your weaknesses from the day he first met you. Your thought process was abruptly interrupted as you felt him draw circles around your entrance, playing around with your moist, warm slit.

"I could grant you the grace of shoving my fingers deep inside you.." He whispered, causing you to blush furiously. He lightly brushed his fingers against your pulsating hole, while his breath tickled the back of your neck.

"F-fuck.." you whined out quietly, squeezing your eyes shut and silently praying the prince would just stick his wet fingers in there. Your legs trembled as they rested on either side of the arm chair with Diavolo's arm hooked around one of them, forcing your legs wide open while his other hand teased you.

Hearing you curse made him let out a degrading chuckle. You felt his fingers spread open your folds as he peered over your shoulder to gaze at your entrance.

"That is beautiful. It's practically waiting to be filled up, isn't it?~" with that statement, he gave that same old laugh he always did.

You felt your heart pound inside your chest as if it was being clenched. The amount of sweat increased along with the heat in the atmosphere. The sound of your heavy breathing, alongside your moans was music to his ears. And he lived for it.

This was just the start of it all. You knew deep down that you have been craving this for a long while, with hopes that your moans and pleads would satisfy him enough to give you what you've always wanted.

"My dear Y/N, allow me to pleasure you and treat you like a queen/king tonight. Just say the word and I will grant you every single one of your wildest dreams..."

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