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more barbs >:D been a bit more barbatos brained lately waugh

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sketched levi again because i love him a lot and i fully intend to draw him again

also, file naming is my passion

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could we have a Raphael moments post perhaps :0?

the angel, the myth, the legend

no britney, all spears

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reblog to hit lucifer with a slipper

#I’m always saying this

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Love it when characters casually reveal some insane childhood trauma with a nostalgic smile on their face because this is just a normal part of their childhood how fun! to the absolute horror of those around them who are very much in the 'that's not normal what the actual fuck' boat

Okay but here's what makes me tear up:

This conversation happens in a devilgram where Diavolo is picking apples for Barbatos to make an apple pie for him and it cuts to a flashback that shows Diavolo wanted an apple tree to impress his new angel friend and excitedly tells this to Barbatos. Barbatos then helps Diavolo plant an apple tree in the forest

Isn't that rattling your brain!!!? Aren't you foaming at the mouth!?!?!

The Demon King enchanted this forest to be full of things that could hurt and kill his child, all in the name of preparing Diavolo to be a better king

Then Barbatos helps Diavolo plant apple trees in it, because Diavolo wants to share it with their enemy, a gesture of friendship and good will that would eventually bring peace to the three worlds* which in turn helps Diavolo grow towards becoming a better king

Diavolo's father created a deadly survival course for a child so he wouldn't get bored, something that would keep Diavolo away from him, and the man who actually raised Diavolo spent time with Diavolo helping him grow apple trees in it

A labour of love grown and tended to for years, if not centuries, just so Diavolo could give his friend apples (another gesture of love) built upon the soil of something that was meant to push and punish Diavolo into being the ideal ruler

*(over a series of meetings Diavolo & Lucifer become friends -> Lucifer starts questioning things in the Celestial Realm -> Lucifer, pushed by the sentence against Lilith, starts a war in the Celestial Realm -> Lucifer seeks sanctuary in the Devildom -> Diavolo helps Lucifer + reincarnates Lilith -> Lucifer pledges his loyalty to Diavolo + through Lilith's line MC is eventually born -> through MC & the brothers' fates being tied Lucifer accidentally picks MC for the exchange program -> MC showing that people from all three worlds could not only be close friends but family starts mending bridges + MC wanting to stay in the Devildom permanently gets everyone actively pushing for peace leading to them becoming part of the student council/government and challenging the views of the older/more conservative demons -> all this eventually kickstarts both Diavolo & Lucifer's character & relationship development -> Diavolo learns to be a more considerate ruler & person who listens to others instead of immediately jumping in with his own plans & ideas + Lucifer learns to actually push back against Diavolo & not just be his 'Yes Man')

Also this Devilgram is called "The Seven Apples"

and with lines like,

"Still...I hope that all this effort bears fruit, someday"

"With enough care and attention, I'm certain that it shall."

"Ah, well. Good things come to those who wait, and all that."

And talk about the future of the Devildom and how they pick exactly seven apples, the whole tree talk/metaphor is 100% about gaining the friendship & trust of Lucifer and his brothers by putting in the effort, care and attention to one day, years in the future, have seven shining apples with you

BUT, EVEN WITHOUT THAT DOUBLE MEANING,

It's not just a tree.

It's all about love, isn't it and the things we do for the people we love.

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dearest followers i regret to inform you that thinking with my cunt has once again led me perilously and irretrievably deep into a vast system of underground tunnels

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— undisclosed

“satan?” your voice isn’t loud, hardly above a whisper. but it skews the night air all the same.

the demon peaks open a eye, watching as your stare roves over his figure despite your human eyes seeing poorly in the dark. it’s only when you let out a tiny sigh, more of an exhale than anything, that satan responds, a simple “yes?” as his arm wraps around your waist.

if you’d been surprised by satan’s abrupt answer, it doesn’t show, little smile settling on your lips as you move in closer, pressing against his body. “can’t sleep,” you hum, pausing thoughtfully before grinning wide, “tell me a secret?” a classic sleepover ask.

satan chuckles softly. he doesn’t know if it’s the adoration curving your lips or the way you’d shuffled his other brothers out of your room earlier that makes the words fly, but they’re light and airy nonetheless. “i think,” he murmurs gently, heart suddenly noticable as it pounds away, “you were my first friend.”

satan didn’t think it possible to grow any fonder of you, already pleased to help you whenever he can and press a kiss to your cheek when you offer an unneeded thanks. he’s even more pleased to be the subject of your affection. and the demon thinks you must know when you reach out in the darkness, patting blinding until you’re holding his cheek tenderly. he feels his chest swell with undoubted love.

thumbing your boyfriend’s face, your smile has grown tenfold. and if satan didn’t hold the knowledge that he’d caused it, he’d worry your lips would split. incentivised by your tender expression, he continues onwards, “my brothers are family, we care for each other despite it all. and everyone else i knew by association, i was always someone’s brother to them. but you saw me - really saw me - and liked me anyway.”

you can’t help it, surging forwards to kiss satan eagerly. it’s a little clumsy, lips wonky on his, but the both of you are more than content, pouring out affection that neither has the words to say. your shared pact marks glow a brilliant green, illuminating the room and casting soft shadows onto your tangled selves.

“i can see why mammon’s always calling himself my first man,” you giggle when satan huffs at the mention of his older brother after such a moment, “and i’m glad to be yours, because d’you want to know a secret?”

you don’t give satan time to answer, leaning your forehead against his, “you’re my favourite.”

and strong, unyielding, careful, satan loses his composure. your confession has a whine escaping his throat before he’s kissing you. over and over again, unable to get enough of you. secrets spilled into the midst of the night, you’re certain that too much of satan will never be enough either. 

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#NO

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asmo and his moderately concerning behaviours

#my scary babygirl

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#MEAN TO HIS ASS

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#THAT WAIST #THOSE HIPS #GOD…………..

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Obey me is so funny because it's about found family and it's about different found families and it's like

Here's Simeon and his beautiful, caring son who bakes with him and patiently teaches him how to use a mobile phone and comes up with fun, innocent activities they can do together

Here's Barbatos and his beautiful, caring son who wants to play a prank on him so they can bond but doesn't want to distress Barbatos so instead he gives him tea in the morning and asks interesting questions from him

And then pan over to Lucifer whose clothes are crumpled and also a little on fire, whose hair is greying and sticking up, whose hunched over, barely standing up straight, and who hasn't had a moment's rest in years, who is desperately clutching on to a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a smoking cigarette in the other, who has the overall demeanor and appearance of someone who has been consecutively run over by several trucks - not really upset but more resigned to his (eternal) fate, while his horrible, terrible gaggle of gremlin children run rampant in the background

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Barbatos for a request on twitter!

#THATS MY BOY

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Asmo and his plushy squad 💕

Asmo and his plushy squad, but with knives! 💖

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