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12/04/21
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felt the need to color this doodle because it's currently exams week,,, just 3 more days then it would finally be school break oh my god im almost free
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Piece I made for @omfairytalezine last year! 💫
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lewiwi >_o)
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MAMMONS STANS BEEN FED!!!! 😘😘😘💛💛💛😎😎😎😎😎
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Crop Top Beel ✨✨✨
#the little belphie on the should lmaoooo#they’re a package deal#i love this sm#Beel#fan art#fuck queue
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individual imgs →_→
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belphie being my little creature that i like to dress up 0_<
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"Would You Mourn for Me When I'm Gone?"
<- Brothers
Solomon
Solomon had never been quiet for this long before. You were awaiting a witty remark or a carefree response, but you were greeted with defeaning silence.
He simply gazed at you intently. As if taking several mental pictures for safekeeping.
"So many people chase immortality like it's a gift. They realise what a wretched curse it is when they attend one too many funerals."
"Solomon..."
"Do you mind if I hold you, MC? Just for a while?"
You walked towards his open arms and felt him pull you closer, burying his face in your shoulder. It was the only way to keep his composure.
He had decided long ago not to make bonds with other humans. Everyone he knew turned into names on gravestones. Isn't that why surrounded himself with immortals? The 72 demons and the angels.
But here you are now. Someone he's gotten too close to; given his whole heart to. Someone he's inevitably going to lose. Unless...
"And yet I would much rather curse you with immortality than mourn you. Just for my selfish reason to spend centuries with you. But of course, that's not my choice to make. Sorry MC, you've become too dear to me."
Simeon
Crash. Clatter. Drip. You turned to the sound of breaking glass. Simeon had dropped the tea cup he was holding.
He was mumbling incoherent apologies as he tried to clean the mess he'd made. You dabbed up the liquid while he picked up the pieces of the cup.
"...So, any particular reasons you suddenly thought of this, MC?"
"Oh it's just that I've been having way too many brushes with death down here since the beginning, you know? Would prefer to have some silly questions answered while I still can."
Simeon's jaws tightened visibly. "A world without you would be too cold and too dark."
He thought of your empty seat in class, your favorite cup which would never be used again, your mispelled name in his contacts. You would never pick up, no matter how many times he'd call.
He reached out and held your hands in his. He squeezed tight.
Suddenly he knew why Lilith comitted treachery. And now he would start a war just to keep you alive and next to him.
"I suppose I have to, don't I? Though I'd much rather you be alive and well forever."
Diavolo
The papers in Diavolo's hands crumpled in his grip. He looked at you pointedly, overcome with sudden anxiety.
You weren't even looking at him. You went on working on a pile of his papers, helping him so he could rest more. How could you ask something so lightly? But then again you always hid your problems.
"Is something the matter, MC? Is someone threatening you? Or a growing sickness a perhaps?"
"Oh nothing's wrong! It's just a question. We humans think of these things without rhyme or reason."
He scooted closer to you, sitting in chair next to yours. Elbows comfortably touching.
Humans on an average live upto 75 years. Some lucky ones even make it past 90. But even with all that, Diavolo realised how fleeting time was and how quickly it would take you away from him.
He was so used to having you around. Even if you weren't in the same house, he felt oddly content knowing you are in some part of Devildom. Having your existence entirely wiped off would be...
"Would I mourn you, you ask?" He laid his head rest gently on your shoulder. "That would be the most painful thing I'd ever have to. And I'd rather turn all realms upside so I can avoid that."
Barbatos
Barbatos and you were on class cleanup duty when he stopped dusting off the boards and stood there, staring at the ground, smiling.
He looked at you doing your chores diligently. A whimsical question yet it lay heavy on him. He kept his duster down and patted on a desk in front of him, calling out to you.
"Come rest for a moment, MC. Here, have a seat."
"Sure, only if you rest with me."
"Then pardon my indiscretion, if I rest right here."
He softly leaned his forehead onto your shoulder. He smelled like tea leaves and mint. "You mean a lot to me, MC. I'm sure you know that."
The helping hand he never knew he needed. Barbatos thought he was solely meant to take care of every mess, every whimsy and demand of the Prince. Until you came along and took care of Barbatos instead. How could he let you go?
He couldn't imagine a day without you asking him how he was doing, if he needed help and then begging to let you help him, forcing your way if he refused.
You nodded as his arms snaked around you, pinning you in your position. He pushed himself closer to you, whispering against your ear.
"Then you should know I wouldn't consider it inappropriate to abuse my powers of time to keep you alive and well. And right here next to me."
Luke
Luke wasn't even supposed to hear it. He had the most unfortunate timing to walk in when you were merely thinking out loud. He almost dropped the tray of cupcakes he was holding.
He set down the tray outside and walked in quietly, all the while looking at your now smiling face.
"Oh Luke?! Gummorning!"
"Don't ask such things early in the morning, MC!"
He had himself wrapped around you. He hugged you tight, as if trying to cure of you of your mortality. You felt him sob and patted his head softly.
"Why do demons get to live longer than humans?! Aren't they the worst of the two? You...you should live longer. You have to live longer."
Being much younger than the other angels, he'd never really known much beyond his own realm. He'd never known the pain of loss, you assumed. But perhaps he did. You didn't want to add to his misery.
"I couldn't possibly leave you behind with these demons now, could I? I'll try to live long like Solomon, how about that?"
"Even longer than that! I'll make you as many desserts as you want if you do!"
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The stages of flustering this old, emotionally-stunted man:
(disclaimer: please do not attempt this unless Lucifer is really tired. Otherwise he will turn the situation against you and he’ll be very smug about it)
#GRRRR WOLF WOLF BARK BAFRK BARK FUKJSADHSJAKDHKSKSA#FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK ME#I WANT TO INHALE HIM WHOLE#op youre so talented holy fuck#luci#fan art#fave#raw me#fuck queue
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Whose side are you on?
honestly speaking, im with asmodeus
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Commission I did for @/asm_oddeus on Twitter!
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A tired Lucifer for everyone!
Art trade with @angeredmelon
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happy–💐
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Lucifer crumbs because I promised on twt. (Enjoy.)
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i’d like to think that this is canon
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Welcome aboard!
#GRRR BARK BARK BARK THE TATTOOS ON HIS CHEST FUCK WOW#THIS JS SO GOODSHJDDJD#mammon#fan art#fave#fuck queue
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