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humbuns · 1 year
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birds of the same feather?
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inhuman-obey-me · 1 year
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Thinking about Lilith and why she brought her lover back with the divine fruit. Cause for all intents and purposes they probably would've just gone to heaven. I mean, if anything Lilith would just have to scoop up their soul and up to heaven they go. But, what if the way her lover died was so horrible and grievous that Lilith panicked and brought down the divine fruit. what if this is the first time Lilith saw someone die.
There are a few parts to this, but as a quick first clarification -- Lilith would not be scooping up anyone's soul haha. We know there are reapers, such as Thirteen, and their job is to scoop up the souls and...well, it's not exactly clear what happens to the souls from there.
(Nightbringer spoilers through Lesson 12 below the cut)
Of course, presumably they should be going to heaven/hell, but we've never actually had that confirmed, beyond a sarcastic comment from Lucifer implying that death would mean going back to the Celestial Realm. But for all we know, the Celestial Realm could be for only angels to live in, with "heaven" for dead souls being something completely separate and inaccessible to them. Or, oddly enough for what seems to be a mostly Christianity-based universe, there's also been at least one mention of rebirth -- though again, that's not actually explained in depth, so that could be something exclusive to immortals?
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As to whether this is the first time Lilith has seen someone die, another slight clarification -- her lover had not actually died yet when she brought the fruit. What happened was that he fell gravely ill and was going to die, and the fruit essentially stopped that illness, preventing his death rather than bringing him back from the dead.
Now, with those things clarified, we think she was probably familiar with the concept of death, but yes, it would make sense that this is the first time someone she personally cared about was going to die. And from what we can tell, souls don't just chill in the Devildom or Celestial Realm after death with the demons and angels. Thinking back to the times MC has been sent back to the Celestial Realm of the past, MC is just assumed to be a lost angel each time, and the possibility of being a dead human's soul doesn't even occur to any of them. When Belphie thinks that MC seems to be a human, his brothers immediately dismiss the idea outright.
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Considering that, it seems supported that the Celestial Realm, or at least where the angels live, is only for angels, not dead souls, and likely vice versa. That being the case, the death of Lilith's lover would have been very much like death as we humans understand it -- gone forever, apart from us. Furthermore, Lilith is an immortal angel, so unlike when we imagine that souls may meet again after death, she would never die like a human, and thus would never go to that same post-death place! So rather than thinking of it as him being in the Celestial Realm with her, it may have been more like they would never meet again.
However, it may actually be overcomplicating things to try to think all the post-death stuff through. At the end of the day, it is simply not easy to watch someone you love die from illness. It's a very natural reaction to want to help them. It could very well just be that Lilith hated seeing someone she loved suffering in pain from this illness, knew she had the power to do something about it, and chose to go ahead and do it, consequences be damned. Like, at this point, we have seen her described as someone who was unafraid of anyone, to a strange and arguably borderline stupid extent -- this is the same angel who just bluntly told Michael to his face that he reminded her of a jellyfish. She was bold.
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Considering that aspect of her personality, it would make total sense if she simply decided that she wasn't afraid of the potential consequences from their father and just did what she wanted, which was to save her beloved.
In an interesting bit of hypocrisy, however, we did learn in Nightbringer Lesson 12 that Lilith, like Solomon, actually argued that humans were better than they were given credit for, and that angels and demons shouldn't be interfering with them!
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With that in mind, it's highly ironic that her downfall was actually for directly interfering with a human's life for the sake of extending it. Though, did Solmare think that fully through before deciding that she shared that view? Who knows.
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alexxncl · 8 months
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‼️NIGHTBRINGER LESSON 23 SPOILERS‼️
‼️OG LESSON 76 SPOILERS‼️
masterlist | more theories
based off of what we saw of simeon in the new lesson, i think that
1. he knows about alternate timelines and possibly altering your future
2. he didn't know if he'd become a demon or a human after his fall, and he didn't know when or how
3. he knew about the celestial war and its outcome to some extent
4. he blames himself for the fall of lucifer and his brothers (duh), and up until he actually lost his wings, he thought he'd avoided the possibility altogether
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there's no way simeon can't tell that mc is a human
lucifer knew that mc and little d were strange, and they're powerful enough to be able to tell that their auras aren't angelic in the slightest - especially little d's
unless you count mc's very very very distant blood relation to lilith and luke's blessing, there's probably no trace of anything even remotely related to an angel anywhere on them
there's no way simeon could meet this version of mc that far in the future without some kind of time travel or timeline manipulation
he's too smart not to pick up on that fact
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he doesn't seem worried about losing his wings
at all
mammon, on the other hand, is terrified at the thought of someone he's close to losing his wings and probably wouldn't even entertain the thought of losing his own wings
not until the war, at least
simeon didn't go into detail about how he'd meey mc in the future, nor did he go into detail about when or how he's lose his wings
he brought it up almost out of nowhere
mammon was expecting some lighthearted prophecy similar to meeting someone from your past in another time, and finding out that simeon might experience something as jarring as losing his wings made him want to change the subject almost as soon as he heard it
losing his wings was probably the least terrifying thing he read in that prophecy book, especially since whether or not it would happen and whether or not he'd face a fate worse than death were extremely unclear
war is hardly ever unclear, though
and his apparent involvement in it probably made him think that joining lucifer's side would cause him to lose his wings
when the time came for him to pick sides, he was too afraid of disobeying his father and making every prophecy in the book come true, he wanted his future to be his and his alone
he thought he could prevent the war, or at least hold off on it for a little longer - we all know that he knew it was coming whether he wanted it to or not
but when the time came to talk to lucifer, he couldn't bring himself to do it
he knew something was on his brother's mind, and there's no way there wasn't gossip around the celestial realm about tension between one of the most powerful angels, the 6 angels he looked after, and their father
but he wasn't ready to face the fact that war was coming sooner than he anticipated
so he did what most other angels did and sided with the celestial realm
and then, the fall still happened, but he wasn't involved
and he was able to see the way that despite falling from grace and becoming everything they were told to hate, lucifer and his brothers were still thriving
he thought that maybe, just maybe, falling from grace wouldn't be so bad
but he also thought that with the end of the war, his chance of falling was over
that's why he's so accepting and carefree and less stuck-up than the rest of the angels, so much so that he'd forgotten about the part of the prophecy that said he'd meet mc again
not only did he emotionally fall for mc when he met them again, he literally ended his life as an angel for them by stealing lucifer's ring from the celestial realm
but after seeing how unburdened the rest of his brothers were after their fall, he'd follow them without hesitation anyways if it meant feeling the same kind of freedom
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shadow-ren · 1 year
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Obey Me Nightbringer - Theory
Obey Me Nightbringer! Spoilers and Thoughts undercut
It is kind of long and rambly.
I was in the middle of going through Lesson 11 and 12 thoughts, but nope, our devs decided to drop Lesson 13 instead and leave it on a cliffhanger, like usual.
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The first thing is damn you Barbatos. You know what the hell is going on and you refuse to tell us because you need us to do our own thing. I need to say that before I go on. I love him, but I wanna make him eat Solomon's cooking right now.
That screenshot is just one of those several times where he gets very quiet, knowingly quiet. I've said it before and I'm pretty sure that Barbatos is Nightbringer. Everything is just pointing to Barbatos being Nightbringer and if it is not him, then it is a demon we have yet to meet.
I have many thoughts and theories of what is happening and what is going to happen. I'll try to simplify them, but one is that Nightbringer did not bring us down there with malicious intent. They truly wanted us to be happy as they said,
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The main thing that I can think of, it is just a theory, but I believe this is the beginning of our story. What we have gathered from hints and tidbits is that Nightbringer can see the future, and past and is very powerful which is why it makes sense to be Barbatos. It gives them the ability to see what will or could happen. I don't believe there was a time when it specifically said that it was a concrete thing. The future will be based on our choices. We are a wildcard that has great power.
Diavolo compared our power to the level of a grimoire, that book that makes a demon obey you without a pact. That high-level magic. We are always told we are powerful, but we truly frightened Lucifer when we got that grimoire. All the more impact it made when we gave him the book instead of using it. A choice that Solomon didn't realize we would do. We are always surprising the others to no end which is amusing, but again, we are a true wildcard. I am getting kind of sidetracked. Back to my point, our power gives us the ability to choose. We were told our choices would make an impact in this game and I believe others have stated it as well- we can choose how the future will change. It is a running theme of just how unhinged we are, of how our choices keep shocking those around us, time and time again.
So why am I bringing all that up? Simple, we are at the center just like Solomon was before. Being forced to pick a side- one of 3: Celestial Realm, Devildom, or the Human World. Solomon picked. We know what he picked, but Solomon also didn't have any real attachments to the up or down. We do.
We've made friends with angels, demons, and even a neutral party. We have a connection with all three worlds, strong connections and we could go anyway which is very dangerous. Our connections made a new thing called 'The Ring' that make chaos in all three worlds. It was so powerful and unstable that it could've killed us and everyone if it wasn't severed or we got to stabilize it with the ring of light. We are powerful and are a threat. That is why Diavolo tried to send us back to the human world(which wouldn't work anyway) and why the mystery voice decided to warn us.
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Who do I think this is? Simple, Michael. It makes the most sense. Let's talk about Michael aka the Sugar Jellyfish for a second. He is a very interesting character to me. We have yet to actually physically meet him in-game, but he sure does know a lot about us. It is quite possible he heard everything from Luke and Simeon after all, but Raphael tells us that he learned a lot of MC from Michael.
Michael is such a strange existence for me. He is a powerful being like Diavolo and of course, Lucifer. He is Diavolo's counterpart at this point more than likely since they are the de-facto rules of their respective realms. He shares a similar personality to Lucifer - they were like "twins" as Satan has put it. He was known to talk to out and not use violence as that was Lucifer's goto.
"Michael is calm, yet stern, when he is angry. He prefers to talk rather than use physical discipline, in contrast with Lucifer." - Obey Me Wiki (Michael). That is a great way to put it, but he wasn't above physical discipline.
Now, what about that sentence about the Celestial Realm being less tolerable regarding our behavior? That could be from the original game. We were getting very close to the Devildom. It is shifting the power too much for the CR's liking.
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Barbatos said it all in the first game. After all, this is a continuation of the first game. When you finish lesson 80 the door will instruct you to go to Nightbringer to continue the story. When we were in the coma, the voice brought up the fact that they saved us before.
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In the first game, there are only 2 separate events that the voice could be referring to. The event when we received the ring of light(38-17) OR when we got sent back in time in a dream from eating Solomon's cooking(44-18). I believe they are referring to when we were sent in the past. The Ring of Light saved us, not the voice in the ring event, but the voice did send us back to our own time from the food event. They also have the same tone.
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Plus time wise- it makes sense. We were sent back when the brothers were still angels. So this event of us promising and falling under the curse technically happened after this. It makes more sense for the voice to refer to that than the Ring of Light event. If this is Michael, it makes sense he is still on edge. The war just ended, and the wound is still fresh. Time hasn't passed enough that he has come to regret his actions because he does. He has thoughts of what ifs and could haves. Luke tells us this about Michael looking at where the brothers' pictures used to be, about he's always asking about them, he kept so much stuff of Lucifers. He loved the brothers and misses them.
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So if go by that, the event the voice has to be referring to is during Lesson 8 when we helped Adam. We opened the gate. We weren't supposed to open the gate. No one should be able to do that, yet we did. We did the impossible. We did it to help Adam. It wasn't meant to be a threat, but the CR sure saw it like that.
After all, no one knows us. We are in the past before we could make the friends we already have. We only have Solomon. The brothers and others aren't the ones we know. While Barbatos (probably) knows, he can't say anything. He has to let us do our own thing.
Nightbringer = Barbatos
New/ Old voice = Michael
I'm sure they are the same people that were talking to Solomon (10-A).
So again, I don't think Nightbringer brought us there with malicious intent. I think they brought us there for a reason- that reason is for us to be happy. And how are we happy?
We are happy where we were, with our friends that we made from all 3 worlds. The only way to have that is to get the ball rolling to where the story we know of will begin. When we are summoned to a certain council room as the new human exchange student.
So I think this is the beginning of our story and to start that, we have to make the world stable enough for us to be brought down in the first place.
There are still holes in this theory and will change as the lessons are released I'm sure since Candy(Thirteen's sister) might play a part in this since she keeps getting mentioned. There are bits that refer to Nightbringer as a demon and not a demon, but honestly, I think that is just meant to confuse the reader. Plus I like the fact that when Nightbrigher talks, the background is dark like the devildom, but when the other voice talks, we get light like the CR and when we were in the curse, first we spoke to NB then the other voice before we woke up. The reflection of the two is amusing to me.
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with-love-from-hell · 2 years
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Ayyyye how does Stormy feel about the new trio aka Raphael, Thirteen and Mephistopheles? 👀
Ah yes. The newbies!
Raphael
Storm does not trust him at all. She is very wary around him when she first meets him, especially with how cold he seems to be and based on the horror stories that had been told to her about him by the younger brothers. She warms up to him a little after seeing Lucifer let a bit of his guard down around him, and (SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4) after entering his dream and seeing that he really misses the brothers. She still doesn't ever fully trust him because of his relationship with the celestial realm, but she becomes more tolerable of his presence.
Thirteen
Storm is a bit annoyed with Thirteen at first, especially because she was a bit mean to her. She was excited to have another woman to bond with (outside of Sahara of course😘) and she really loved her aesthetic, but was turned off with how she constantly insulted her when she had done nothing.
After a short time, Thirteen grows on her a lot- and they particularly bond over their annoyance with Solomon. They aren't besties by any means, but they definitely become close friends and stay in contact after Thirteen leaves Devildom.
Mephistopheles
I feel like you asked this just because you know I hate him. Lol
Storm does not get along with Mephisto AT. ALL. she hates the weird rivalry thing he has going on with Lucifer, and she really loaths the way he talks down to her and treats her like she's inferior. He reminds her of how Lucifer used to be, but worse and way more rude and entitled.
I hc that Mephisto tries to use her as a way of getting under Lucifers skin, and will often play "pranks" on her (that is actually just flat out bullying and harassment) to get back at him for stealing his boyfriend Diavolo, away from him. One of these pranks, as I've said before, is lighting her hair on fire and burning 85% of it off, resulting in a pixie cut for a bit until Asmo helps her grow it back with a spell. So yeah, she doesn't like him and tries to avoid him. Lol
Send me a character and I'll tell you how my Mc feels about them
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astaroth1357 · 3 years
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Demigod MC Series: Athena
So. I have to deal with the virgin goddesses… By mythos, there really shouldn't ever be children of Artemis, Hestia, or Athena (yes, Athena was a virgin goddess). PJ got past that by making it canon that Annabeth and her siblings were born from cracking open Athena's skull (yes, that's also more or less the canon explanation). They gloss over it real quick but I remember, Rick. I've always remembered and that mental image has haunted me for years...
I can't, in good conscience, ignore the history around Athena's worship (call it an academic restraint) but I REFUSE to do the skull thing. So, since I make the rules here, I'm going with magic adoption. They still get magic powers, they're just more human than demigod. Cool? Cool.
Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena
Lucifer
The human that popped out of the portal seemed to have enough sense not to attack everyone in the room for a change, but even Lucifer could tell that was more of a strategic choice than for lack of ability...
Their very existence was highly unusual… and quite worrisome. He wasn't even aware Athena could have "children" of her own, but apparently she had been taking in some particularly bright humans to raise and train like her own...
Unbeknownst to him, a surprising amount of human scholars, diplomats, and generals have her to thank for their trade… and that alone should speak to the level of intrigue at play here. 
Was this an accident or Athena's attempt to plant an Olympian spy in the Devildom too…? Either way, he didn't trust them from the get go…
Look, Lucifer isn’t stupid. Athena is a goddess of Wisdom and War and war happens on more than just the battlefield… 
Since they've shown up records have been going missing, official documents keep getting misplaced, and he swears that there's some kind of bug in the student council room...!
It's infuriating watching the MC suck up to Diavolo when he's almost certain that they're running their own agenda behind the scenes! And he can't prove any of it!! They cover their tracks too well!
Lucifer has one of those corkboards covered in newspapers and string in a secret wing of the Castle - 100% dedicated to just tracking the MC's activities…. The longer they're there, the more obsessed he becomes...
He swears between Simeon, Solomon, and MC he feels like a shepherd wondering why the sheep are growling… The Devildom has never been in more danger than it is right now... Send help.
Mammon
To be honest, he kind of thought that they were just going to be Satan 2.0 but that's not really true.
They're more than just a book sponge! Though they do read, like a lot. Let’s just say from one schemer to another… Game recognizes Game.
They come up with plans and ideas soooo fast, it’s insane! Honestly, there are times where he has a new money-making plot and he just brings it to the MC first to run it over. 
Nine times out of ten, not only do they sniff out any problems but they have a solution for him in a matter of minutes! His scheme game has been on point since they’ve shown up!!
They’re also even better tutoring than Satan is, so he’s even managed to get a couple A’s for the first time in his life! Lucifer actually told him he was proud (which he secretly recorded and now uses as a ringtone much to his brother’s regret...)
So yeah, he likes them... buuut that doesn’t keep him from thinking they act a little weird sometimes... 
Mammon: *points to a unused tower close to the RAD building* Over there is the Tower of Sorrow. We use it for storage.
MC: Ah. Interesting… *starts writing in a notebook, muttering* It may need a few minor tweaks but the location is defensible...
Mammon: *stops* Ya say somethin’?
MC: *looks back up* Nope! Say, you’ve been to the Castle a lot haven’t you? Do you know any good ways in?
Mammon: Uhm… Why do ya want to know that…? *starts looking around for Lucifer*
MC: In case of emergencies. I like being prepared. 🙂
Mammon: Look, I don’t know what Lucifer might’a told ya…
MC: I’ll pay you a thousand Grimm for it.
Mammon: Well shit, ya want those maps with or without color?
... Yeeeah, that’s pretty weird… But it’s probably fine. I mean, as long as they keep giving him money, who’s he to complain? 🤷‍♀️
Leviathan
Also thought that they’d be a lot more like Satan but was pleasantly surprised that they were into more than books.
What else did they like exactly? Military strategy!!
It’s been a looong time since he’s been able to talk to someone who’s actually interested in all the battles he’s fought, both in the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, and their curiosity is kind of flattering...! Not a lot of people take his strategic prowess all that seriously anymore...
Plus, they are the BEST partner to have any turn-based strategy game. Hands down. He once got stuck on a level of D-COM for weeks until the MC walked in and mopped the floor with the AI!! They have a serious head for probability and tactics.
The House once made the mistake of letting these two be on the same team during a Hell Game and they absolutely demolished the competition. Mammon didn’t even get a single shot off before half his team was lost to a rigged paint grenade… It took a whole day to clean up… 
However, Levi’s also noticed some odd things about the human… He likes that they’re interested in his past but maybe they’re a little… too interested?
Levi: -and that’s how we defeated the Four Horsemen before they escaped from Purgatory. 
MC: Wow, Levi that’s seriously impressive!! *furiously scribbling on a notebook*
Levi: Well t-thanks… 😅 But, uhm... are you writing that down…?
MC: Hm? Oh no, just doodling. *they lift up the notebook to show a bunch of cute little sketches on the page… and not the magic-based invisible ink all over them…*
Levi: Oh you draw too? Can you do fanart???
MC: Eh, sometimes. But say Levi, can you tell me about your naval ranks again? I’m still really curious… *gets the pen ready again with a smile*
Satan
Oh, it's been a long game of cat-and-mouse between these two… and unfortunately, it’s been pretty addicting too.
He honestly had every intention of tricking the human into making a huge mess do he could bother Lucifer, but at every turn they proved just a hair too clever for him...
He once gave them a cursed book to “lend” to Lucifer, but they saw through it the moment they touched it and lifted the spell before handing it over.
He rigged a podium to spray glitter during one of Lucifer's speeches but the MC disconnected the trigger mic before he even got on stage. It was pretty dang frustrating...
At one point he got so desperate that, just as a test, he tried to trap them in the House's Music Room. Fortunately for them, it only took a few minutes to work out an escape. They even passed by him in the hallway with a wink!
It's confounding! It's infuriating!! 
...and it's so damn sexy... He should be furious but he’s just in awe!!
Add on that they know their art, literature, and multiple different crafts thanks to the tutelage of their adopted mother and that’s it. He’s finished. This boy is in love.
Truthfully though, a part of him is 90% sure that they’re also gathering state secrets… Like, they’re watching Barbs and Diavolo far too close for comfort - but he just can't bring himself to care. 🤷‍♀️
The MC could walk into his room one day and say, "Hey, do you want to help overthrow the monarchy with me?" and he dreads it because deep down he knows that he wouldn’t say no…
Take some notes, kids. Some bad influences get you to drink or do drugs. Others pull you into a centuries long conspiracy to destabilize and topple rival realms from within… But he has fallen for their brain hard. Devil help them all…
Asmodeus 
They’re pretty clever, he’ll give them that, but uh… Are they a little off to anybody else?
Asmo is a charmer by birthright so he has a bit of nose for when someone’s just a liiittttle too nice… Not much of a nose mind you, because he can be thrown off by compliments himself, but enough to think that the MC might be a little too… “kind” for their own good...
First off, who wants to spend that much time with Levi?? They don’t even seem that interested in anime! They just keeping asking him for old war stories…
Then all the sucking up they do to Diavolo and Barbatos? Look, he gets it. Diavolo is a delicious piece of man-hunk and his butler could give him a lesson or two in sweet-talk (and he has), but they seem to be just a little too… nosy.
Of course, Asmo’s suspicions disappear pretty quickly after they start to spoil him with spa nights and beauty secrets they picked up from “casual research” into the subject.
And you know, get a little Demonus in Asmo and start massaging his back? Oh, sweetie he’ll sing like a bird!! … with gossip. Singing with gossip.
Asmo: So I’ve heard that Lucifer has been spending more time at RAD than usual… His whole club is talking about it, they think he’s meeting with some witch!
MC: Hm, is that so? *works on a knot near his shoulder blades* What do you think?
Asmo: Ooh~! Right there, MC! *purrs and lays his head on his arms* Well come on, this is Lucifer we’re talking about! I’m sure he’s just working.
Asmo: Hmm... though come to think of it, I think I heard him asking Barbatos for the spare keys to the Tower of Sorrow…
MC: Oh really? Huh. *works out the knot and gets up* I just remembered that I left some papers with Satan... I’ll be right back.
Asmo: You’re going already??
MC: *waves him off quickly* I’ll be right back, Asmo. *hurries out the door to do totally on-the-up-and-up things… surely*
Beelzebub 
Honestly he doesn't like this one… But not for the reasons you'd expect.
He agrees with everyone else that they seem a little shady, but Solomon and Simeon are too so it's not like that's anything new... 🤷‍♀️
No, no. He dislikes them because they're the person who FINALLY figured out how to keep him from eating all the food in the kitchen!!
Turns out that the trick was to put a teleportation charm on the fridge door that would send all the food away if it’s opened after a certain time of night… 
And where does it go? The Purgatory Hall fridge. And where does the Purgatory Hall food go…? The HoL fridge…
It doesn’t sound so bad until you remember that it means half of their fridge is now Solomon’s leftovers…. 🤢
After they put the same kind of spell on the pantry, it was all over… He couldn't get midnight snacks from the House anymore… Everything was contaminated by Solomon…
The MC is a nice enough person, he doesn’t have a lot of complaints about them, but he wants them to leave. Now. This is inexcusable… He’s so hungry… and he doesn’t want to die by “goulash” or whatever Solomon calls his latest culinary catastrophe… He’s still too young for death… 😓
Belphegor 
In a way, he absolutely could not have asked for a better person to help him get out of that attic.
… In another way, he got one of the worst possible people to try and kill... Like. They saw through his scheme sooo fast…
How was he supposed to know that the human had training in body language and sniffing out lies???
Getting the door open was a piece of cake for them. They knew enough magic to undo the seals and just rummaged around Lucifer's stuff long enough to find the key to the door. He could not have found a more competent individual for a break out, really.
It’s just… well he didn’t expect to go from locked in a room like a prisoner to tied up in enchanted rope, still like a prisoner but now mobile. 😑 
They even used his own hug ruse against him! They caught his wrists when they got close and tied him up before he could shake them off...
Admittedly, it wasn't exactly the best look for them either - what with walking Belphegor downstairs to the others like a one-man-prison-caravan but they're as silver-tongued as they are sly so they talked their way out of it beautifully… 
And like hell was he going to trust them after that!! And not even Beel liked them so something had to be up...
Well, you want a detective? Look no farther than Belphie (no seriously, it’s in the canon). He can put things together pretty fast when he puts his mind to it and watching the MC for a while gave him enough proof to work off of...
He always knew that, humans were bad news and the MC just proved it to him all over again. They are bad news, bad bad news and they’re going to-!
Overthrow… Diavolo…? Is that what he is getting from them…? Huh…
Wait a second, MC. You might just have him interested… 😏
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lovesick-panmess · 3 years
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Protect Them
Soo I know I'm way overdue with the 3rd part of my Armageddon AU but I've actually been replaying the lessons so I get a proper feel for what I'm writing, so to make up for it and to get this idea out of my head I've been thinking about it for days here is a related fic between the oldest brothers
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Levi can count on one hand how many times he's seen Lucifer coming home injured. The Avatar of Pride could easily crush irrelevant demons with his glare and he proved worthy of Diavalo's right-hand man for a reason... But the first time that Levi remembers was on a travel mission with Lord Diavalo within a year after their fall from grace. It was a distant memory, seeing Lucifer stumble up the stairs blooded up and adamantly refusing care from any of them, even Mammon who was following behind his every footstep. He had gotten used to such behavior and just settled for turning up his headphones on his way to the safe haven that was his room, stopping when he noticed the eldest's door cracked open. He watched Mammon gingerly wrap the bandage around his shoulder, blinking back tears in his eyes and shaking his head vehemently as Lucifer spoke. The music was loud and distracting he just settled for reading their lips-
"Mammon I need you to do this for me.."
"I won't! There's no need, ya just paranoid-!"
Watching the tears well up made Levi shift, uncomfortable and jealous, wondering what bond allowed them to be so vulnerable so open. Hadn't they all fought their father together? Rallied behind him so readily behind Lucifer, their Morningstar that only shined a light that only Mammon was allowed to see. He lingered before continuing to walk down the hall, to dwell in his own sunken loneliness but hearing Mammon speak one more time before the door had shut.
"..I'll do it, alright? Just stop ya crying, Luci.."
He had felt the deja vu of that very moment playing out in front of him, though this time he was hiding from Mammon in his secret spot in the living room. They had planned to go to the movies in an hour and Levi knew that Mammon would try to find him to convince him to pay for the tickets yet again so he decided to wait out the time so that scumbag would have to bring his wallet. It was a surprise to see the door open, everyone else is out and Lucifer's return to be scheduled for a few more days, but instead, the eldest had come early with visible wounds and beatings. Levi felt frozen, debating on whether he should slip out to help or stay putt but once again Mammon comes down the stairs like it's his calling. "Lucifer? Let me help you!" Denial was the first given reaction, the eldest's heart too hard and stubborn to ask for help before collapsing into Mammon's arms.
Levi followed with anxiety brewing in his chest, now wanting to just hide away in his room since plans were clearly on hold and he could do nothing to help the pair. Not like they would want his help, a shitty pathetic otaku wasn't much good at bandaging wounds, not like he was able to get much practice like Mammon did. Jealousy seethed, it made his heart race as he hid to the side of the door at the mention of his name.
"We have to tell him, Mams."
"We don't have to tell him shit! It's fine like this...Levi doesn't have to be involved."
It was confusing to be thrown out of the loop, but it hurt to hear Mammon so effortlessly fight to not include him. Maybe the second-born felt that Levi wasn't worth it? Too weak and unable to do..whatever it is they are arguing about, even so, it was odd-looking into Lucifer's room. Mammon unafraid of the eldest's temper and even being so bold as to glare at him while cleaning his cuts, Lucifer had an expression of utter fondness that was intertwined with an unlabeled fear, one that only he seemed to see.
"Mammon, you know it takes a lot out of me to..admit this. I'm almost jealous that you're able to view me so..."
Shit shit shit, he had been so entrapped in their conversation and his own envy he hadn't realized that it was emitting throughout the hall. He stiffens when Lucifer calls his name, slipping out from where he was hiding and now embarrassed. "Levi..come here please." He notes that Mammon refuses to look at him, biting his bottom lip hard as he sits next to his brother, so not used to this soft tone from him. He really must have stepped into a completely different world, one where Lucifer is willing to fight tooth and nail with his own pride in order to tell them the truth. And what a horrid truth it must be.
"Lucifer what's going on? Why is Mammon..." He trails off, feeling Lucifer's hand skim through his hair, and despite his own embarrassment leaned into the comforting touch and suddenly the bottle of Demonus was looking very tempting. "Levi...I would like to involve you in something very important, in order to protect the others." Lucifer's words were slow, each one taking some kind of will to overcome his pride, his wings twitching in what Levi could easily place as anxiety and one he knew way too well. "I'm not allowed to say anything about the threat outside of the Devildom but it puts us at risk and I...There may be a chance I won't come back."
His stomach drops, he doesn't realize that he's shaking until he feels Mammon's arms wrapping around his shoulder, shaking his head in pure denial. Not Lucifer, the most powerful one of them all, their eldest brother not coming back. Such thoughts were unfathomable to even believe, much less considered as a probability to the point that they had to talk about it. Acknowledge it and take action, Lucifer keeps talking and Mammon presses Levi closer to his chest, "I talked this with Mammon since the beginning but now we believe it's time to tell you in case something were ever to happen to the both of us and you would decide when to tell Satan..."
The prospect of such responsibility makes Levi feel like a fish out of water as he gulps for air yet in that same breath go on a rampage of self-deprecation and drowning doubt. How he's not ready, he's a good-for-nothing shitty pathetic otaku, he can't protect his brothers, he's weak, he's nothing, if Lucifer and Mammon are gone then there would be no fucking hope for them. The two oldest look at each other, small bits of regret building up from the pressure and burden they had put on him, Mammon gently rubbing his back and Lucifer cupping his face. "Leviathan please breathe."
His body does it automatically before he can think about it, the air in his lungs felt like boiling water as the panic slowly dissipates in his chest. All that was left was his own soft mutterings, so sure that Lucifer was probably disappointed that he has to trust in Levi of all people to protect them, he leans against Mammon who nudges him affectionately before resting his head on his shoulder. "I...I haven't really done anything good since...I was General...how can you be so sure in me?" He asks but squirms unready for whatever the answer might be, though he's unable to mistake Lucifer's radiating pride that he feels.
"Who's the one who came up with the plan on where to steal the weapons in the Celestial Realm?"
"M-Me but I-"
"And who helped convince the others to lay low while we defended the base?"
"I did but Luci-"
"Who's the one who took an arrow for Mammon while he was trying to protect me?"
"Lucifer-!"
He gets cut off with a flick on his forehead, his lips set in a pout but meeting the Morningstar's expression that made butterflies bloom in his stomach from overwhelming pride had him turn away and looking down at the floor. "Levi, get out of your head for one second and look at how smart and tactical you are. When it matters...when there is no time to panic. You're the third strongest family for a fucking reason, you should start believing it." The unusual confidence makes him flush but it's really Lucifer's words that bring the tears, no longer from fear but slowly coming to the realization that Lucifer and Mammon too had faith in him...they always did.
"Do ya still wanna join the pact? If ya wanna think about it, ya still can Levi." He blinks at the fact that Mammon had really been silent this whole time and just hugging him, the second born now getting up to tighten the remaining bandages. "Did you think about it, Mammon?" Levi knew the answer in his gut, only the blind would question the unwavering devotion that Mammon and Lucifer had for each other, only further cemented as the Avatar of greed simply shakes his head. He feels a small smile form on his face, "Then I don't need to think about it...I want to do this."
By the next few hours, any of the remaining tension and somber feelings had slipped away, replaced by a calm atmosphere that usually would not last long in the House of Lamentation. The melody of the cursed record floated and hung in the air as Levi rested on the floor in his demon form, the pact officially made and learning about the secret doorway by Lucifer's bookcase, definitely locking that information into memory. He sees Mammon grinning above him, curiosity embedded in his features, "So where'd ya decide to put the pact mark?" Levi lifts his sweater, the symbol of the three still glow fresh on the side by his ribs, and Mammon hissing with empathy.
He wanted it to hurt weirdly enough, to serve as a forever reminder that this pain was temporary but the pain of losing his brothers would surely last till the end of time. Mammon shows the mark on his hand, Lucifer clicks his tongue in disapproval as someone might ask about the pact but the second brother waves his concern away. He enjoys looking at the pact, the constant reassurance that they would be okay when the word goes to absolute shit, and Lucifer couldn't find any argument against that. They both look at the eldest who crosses his arms with a sharp, "No-" before puppy eyes come into play and Lucifer's pride can not save him from that.
What they both don't expect is for Lucifer to turn around and spread his wings out as if to show off, but then they see it. The markings trailing up his spine and next to the scars of where his two wings used to be, Levi is the first to reach up and touch it, internally blaming the remnants of Lucifer's pride that is making him so bold. He sees his hand tremble but luckily he is able to hold his voice steady, "Just because we made this pact..doesn't mean you both get to just fuck up. Y-You both should always come home." Lucifer nods, Mammon kisses his cheek and Levi struggles to hide his tears.
When Levithan leaves the room while closing the door behind him, reality, as he knew it just a few hours ago, wasn't all that different and he can hear Asmo drunkenly cheering as Satan carries him through the door. "Hey, Levi! Don't hide in your room- you better come join us." He doesn't give his thoughts a chance, heading down the stairs with a small smile. The world hadn't changed, but Levi would be forever.
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AHHH THIS HAS BEEN SITTING THE DRAFTS FOREVER I'M SO GLAD I FINISHED IT. Please please let me know if I should make an explanation post of how the pacts would work (it will most likely be headcanons cause I don't know how they work in canon 😪😪)
either way, I really hope you enjoyed the fic as I did writing it! I'm still working on the next part for the Armageddon AU so bear with me 😭
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dexpairs-blog · 3 years
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The obey me cast meeting Bayonetta
Based on a convo with @hey-its-spades
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Ok first things first, let's assume that she ended up in the devildom for some reason, nobody knows how but whatever hdksgdks-
Lucifer
Who is this sassy woman??
Doesn't trust her.
Oh, Bayonetta insulted his fashion sense.
He's offended (and in his demon form)
Bayonetta takes it as a challenge and absolutely destroys Lucifer, now he's humiliated.
He dislikes how sassy she is but he'd be lying he he didn't admit that he's oddly attracted by her boldness.
Btw no, he ain't cheeting cause he loves MC.
Would like her better if she didn't give him such a hard time.
Is very interested in learning about Umbra witches.
Mammon
A w-witch!?
He's shaking in his boots.
Bayonetta takes notice of this and starts teasing him.
He thinks he's gonna die but then she just flicks his forehead and leaves him dumbfounded.
Very flustered when she does,, her poses.
He actually likes her?? She's not mean to him (and he's not in debt with her, poor Enzo-)
Bayonetta LOVES teasing him, she thinks it's so cute seeing him blush.
Doesn't spend much time around her, sure she's nice to him but she's still a witch and he's scared.
Jealous when Bayonetta whisks MC away from him.
Leviathan
He's intimidated but attracted to her at the same time.
Thinks she's really cool!!
Stops functioning when Bayonetta takes advantage of his shyness to tease him, mCPLEASESAVEHIMHEDOESNTKNOWWHATTODOOHFUCKGWKDG
He's too shy to talk to her so he keeps his distance.
He's jealous of how confident she is.
"it's not fair!!"™
Super flustered by her boldness.
Despises her when she takes MC with her to visit the Devildom.
Satan
A witch? Ok cool, will she bother his reading time? Yeah? He's pissed.
He's grumpy because she interrupted him while he was reading.
Likes Bayonetta's boldness but it also pisses him off.
OH GOD SHE'S ROASTING HIS FASHION SENSE- YALL H I D E
After the hol is destroyed...
He dislikes her.
Asmodeus
Oh my~! Who is this gorgeus lady?
He loves how bold she is.
Have you seen how ahe beat the crap outta Lucifer???
MAAM STEP ON HIM PLEASE.
He found a new shopping buddy.
Lives for her fashion sense.
The two of them are always playfully flirting with eachother.
"YES QUEEN"
SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CARE NIGHTS SELF CA-
MC and Solomon are joining as well.
Beelzebub
Oh? A witch? Is she nice? Yeah? Cool 😊
Is slightly uncomfortable when Bayonetta flirts with him, luckily she gets the hint right away and stops.
She's still gonna call him "big boy" tho.
They don't really interact much??
He's gonna ask her what foods they have in her world.
They get along well tbh.
Belphegor
Doesn't care.
Oh, the witch snatched MC away from him.
He's FUMING.
Like fr, he's pissed.
Mans walks up to her snatches MC right back and walks back to his room.
Finds her extremely annoying.
This brat will purposely ignore her, Bayonetta ignores him back lol.
Diavolo
He's thrilled to meet her!
Saw Lucifer's ass wooping and he was laughing.
Doesn't really care when she flirts with him and politely turns down her advances.
Invites her for tea at the castle so she can learn more about the Devildom.
VERY intrigued by her powers, ESPECIALLY the demon limbs!!
Wants to meet Madama Butterfly. (I think that's her name, correct me if i'm wrong)
Barbatos
Oh gosh w h y.
Doesn't really have an opinion on her except the fact that he doesn't trust her at all.
Went on protective dad (and husband 😡) when he heard that she slays angels.
She's not allowed to take a step in purgatory hall.
Don't even try to lay a hand on his son and his husband you witch.
Dislikes her now.
Bayonetta gets the message and the two have a silent mutual agreement to not bother the other.
Simeon
Haha:)
"you lay a FINGER on my son, and you'll face the wrath of the whole celestial realm :)"
Fr he hates her but he keeps the nice angel facade.
Simeon you just threatened her tf
They don't really interact, 1 bc Barbs doesn't want to 2 bc Simeon doesn't want to.
He doesn't want to take this risk.
Luke is under strict surveyllance at all times now.
He's scared ok??
Luke
He's scared by her.
He TRIES to be nice to her but he's shaking in his boots.
Runs to MC and stays by their side.
Simeon covers his eyes when she transforms lol
Bayonetta thinks he's very cute tho lol.
She may or may not have given him a headpat before leaving ❤️
Bayonetta actually likes kids (you can't) change my mind.
Solomon
"Cereza! Long time no see!"
Yes he knows her.
They get along well lol.
Also playfully flirting 24/7 but more subtle lol.
They LOVE to tease MC.
Chaotic besties??
Idk what to say gajsgsksv.
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What if Ik arrived AFTER a war with genshin celestia????
(I have a small theory that we are gonna have a battle with celestia at the end of the game, but there are a few other good theories too)
So when Ik meets the Celestia realm students she has to physically restrain herself from pulling out her sword, so there's a bit of a strain here but she gets along with them soon so we're good.
Omg and finding out the celestial war. Ik sits there for a few seconds, gets up and pulls out her sword.
Lucifer : ik what are you doing???
Ik : going to destroy another celestia. I did it once, I can do it again.
the Brothers : Wait, what do you mean again-
Ik : Paimon?
Cue Paimon explaining what Ik did prior coming to devildom. The brothers silently sit in dread and shock while Ik goes to fetch her artifacts.
(personally, i think genshin celestia is stronger than om celestia. Yes, the Celestial Realm seems more grand and commanding, but based on the magic we've seen through the game, and the unknown god's power, and the archons power, im lead to believe the Genshin Celestia is more powerful in terms of magic and abilities. But OM Celestia stands a good chance as well.)
i'm a big fan of the building-up-to-a-war-with-celestia theory too, if only for the amount of cool archon moments (and angst) it has potential for - and WOW a traveller ik after a war with celestia would be way different to the original. just a lot more serious (though that's not to say she's incapable of having fun), probably much stronger and battle-hardened too
paimon and dainsleif survived the war with her because i say so, and dain is actually more light-hearted than before - partially because his painful curse is alleviated, partially because he feels like he needs to act as the source of sunshine that ik is currently unable to be. paimon is still much the same as well, but there's always a sense that she's putting up more of a facade....
they get summoned to the devildom not long after the war ended, while all the trauma is still pretty much fresh. when diavolo introduces the angels to ik as 'members of the celestial realm', and before he finishes the rest of the sentence the entire room has been obliterated by an explosion of fire and light. luckily ik didn't kill anyone but she got pretty dang close, it's a good thing she learnt plenty of vision-related healing from her fellow fighters in the war
there no long-term damage to the beings involved, but everyone is a little bit terrified of her after that... so slowly she relaxes and befriends the others, and there's some neat bonding where the brothers and ik help each other heal over their war-related troubles! when she's told about the full extent of the celestial war by simeon, who also relays his concerns about the realm's high council and society as a whole, she gets up, pulling out her sword and calls for dain
she is literally ready to wage another war and put herself through even more battles - this time WITHOUT other vision holders and archons on her side - because she will NOT allow the celestial realm here to become what the celestia in teyvat did. luckily simeon talks her down before she can get serious about it, but he does wonder - if he introduced ik to some of the angels back home, had them and the council listen to her stories about her celestia, maybe things would begin to improve....
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inviouswriting · 3 years
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Simeon n//s//f//w// alphabet
Obvious it is a smut alphabet for the angel. I finally know how to answer them~
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Playing on the pun here, but he is an absolute angel for aftercare. Post-coital however, he tends to his lover, peppering their face either in kisses staying connected a little longer. He massages anything that is sore, he can get rambunctious during sex and sometimes it is emotional with him/ intense. Anyone under him enjoys the snacks he brings and get extra cuddles under the blankets.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
For himself, he likes his hands more. The obvious he enjoys touch. From you on them or to you with them. He likes to hold and caress. If you think all those head pets and face rubs don't get reciprocated you are mistaken.
On his lover, he loves their face most importantly their eyes. The whole we convey our emotions through them best. He loves that aspect best, to be able to sit in a room together and he can tell how they feel just from meeting gazes. Also loves seeing how their eyes dilate after an orgasm.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He is an angel... but one that cooks alot of sweet and healthy things. What this means is he's sweet inside and out. Good volume easy on the tongue and a little runny, but he's more embarrassed with you looking up at him with your tongue coated. Will 100% enjoy oral.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
I like to think that his top is a one piece like everyone else does. But, with a special spot to it, in there is a hole for his cock. A big secret for himself that makes it an enjoyment if his lover finds out about it.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
I want to believe the experience he has is based more from his research in reading. He is a writer, writers accumulate knowledge of stuff even without ever doing it themselves. I want to think he thinks about it more than doing it at all. His partner if they're human will lead them down the road of pleasures.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Sitting positions. They're intimate, lets him have complete access to your face for kisses, and depending on the way you are, it allows him to be deep. It can go sweet and romantic to hot and wild that way. 
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Simeon is someone who likes to tease, he will lighten the mood if his partner is hesitant about it, he will reassure them. Laughing sex is probably one of the best things he's done with you.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Hairless below. Prefers to be clean like that.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He makes any sexual encounter romantic and loving. He doesn't just lay down with anyone. He chooses someone as a permanent partner, and it shows when he is with his chosen lover. He's vocal, he compliments, words of affection, he loves with his eyes and smile.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Once he has had a taste, he does it more than he admits to. Specially after the first time he was with a love. He can't get over how they felt around him, and soon enough he has his hand squeezing himself and his other at his mouth biting down at the memory.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Dressing up. He loves his partner in costumes, something sexy from stockings and lingerie. To suits and ties. He likes seeing them put something elaborate on only for him to pull off later. Simeon also has a food fetish.. he will gladly make his lover a human table and eat off of them.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Bathroom or his bedroom. The few places where he is guaranteed privacy among others around Purgatory Hall. He can easily hang a sign on his door to not bother him when he writes, same can apply when he is with his lamb. He likes the bathroom more, for the mirrors and bathtub itself. Able to relax and lazily be intimate.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Touching his back. A light graze of nails across it, and he is shivering. Do it a few times and he is already wanting to pin you down and have his way.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Non-consensual, bathroom stuff, pain play. He would never hurt his lover. He worries he would hurt them at all. If it belongs in a toilet I don't see him doing it at all. (I also hate writing that stuff) pain play, he may allow bdsm to a point. But if you or him causes pain it is a flat out no. He rather cause pleasure.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves giving, having you at his mercy for hours just teasing you with his mouth. He loves receiving too. The underside is particularly sensitive. He actually gets shy if you manage to stare him in his eyes. Even covers his face.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
A mix of both. He will be slow and sensual with romantic times, while fast and rough when you both are feeling it. He never views sex as a sinful thing or dirty to be shamed. He finds enjoyment with his chosen lover, but he is least likely to have multiple lovers.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Simeon loves quickies. Pulling his love aside for a fast romp where it might be the only time they see each other in the day. He looks forward to them, whether he has a hand clasped over their mouth to keep them from moaning with Lucifer in the next room. Or finding a remote spot where you two let out your sounds.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Simeon doesn't take a whole lot of risks that jeopardizes his roles. But he is certain in his love for you. Nothing you do with him is seen as a sin in his eyes, he will burn his wings and join you as a human before he gives up now. Or patiently wait the day you join him in the celestial realm. Risks in sexual terms, he won't do anything that causes permanent damages, risks yours or his life.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He's an angel, he has stamina to burn, also with all those dance battles pretty sure he has alot of energy. He can go rounds before he tires, you on the other hand, you might challenge yourself to wear the angel down.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He loves them. Things that prolong both of your pleasure, he likes using vibrators on you, and enjoys being pegged. A good trade for all the pleasure he gives you, seeing him come undone with a nice strap on, and a vibrator against his cock has him turning the bullets up on you. Also having a leash and collar on him makes intimate times more fun for pulling on it when you lose your mind. Not opposed to cock rings either. 
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Simeon can have you seated on a vibrator at full speed and sit there watching you writhe. He loves to tease. He'll ask you questions about how well you like it, accompanied with a blindfold he will tease relentlessly.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He's actually loud, it's the only time you hear him vocalize himself beyond his soft spoken tones. He is likely to moan out "ahs" Simeon is particularly loud right before he cums letting his emotions out and getting really into the feel of it.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Simeon has a kick for partial exhibitionism. He might enjoy the idea of nearly being caught, the "what will happen." He is fond of skirts as you can sit in his lap and look innocent while his fingers or cock are buried deep.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Simeon would be a little above average, around 8 1/2 in length, beautifully curved towards his belly. A lovely girth that makes you happy to climb in his lap alot.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
I see him as a demisexual type, won’t have alot of sexual attraction unless there is a bond created. So once he has found someone he will gladly romp around in the sheets with, his drive is high after the first few tastes. Can expect him dragging you off alot in between classes maybe, or finding excuses to have you over or visiting you frequently. 
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He lasts long enough to clean up, and cuddle excessively. He does have good stamina unless the session was mind blowing then he is more than happy to fall asleep knowing how satisfied you are.
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demonologistfucker · 3 years
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Free Angel GN! Angel MC x Obey Me, Part 1
Summary: You are the third Angel to be welcome in Diavolo’s exchange program. This is the first time in your life that you are free from any Angelic codes, and you’re interested to indulge. You can’t explore hell alone though, so you’ll be given the Avatar of Wrath as a guardian.
This is my writing out the AU i had for my own mc, but as an MC insert. This first chapter is SFW, but if I continue, there will be NSFW smutty chapters. This Angel wants to have some fun in hell, and is Poly so ✨
Word Count: 3459
“Are you excited?” Simeon looked down to Luke. Who was fussing over his own clothes. Making sure everything was neat and presentable. 
“Of course not,” Luke huffed. “This is going to be the worst year.”
“I don’t know about that,” MC grinned as they rocked back onto their heels. “We’re going to learn quite a lot.” So much about the Devildom had been kept away from the angels. MC was created by God after the revolution. All they had ever been told was what to fear about the devils and their land. However, MC knew there were gaps in the story. Noticed the longing that flared in Simeon’s eyes whenever The Morningstar and his family were brought up. Which is why, as the magic circle began to glow, MC felt a great excitement. Luke watched the magic circle glow with wide eyes. While Simeon continued on as if nothing was changing.
“Try to keep an open mind, Luke. The Devildom is not all bad.” Simeon patted Luke’s head. “You might even make some friends.”  just as the magic circle completed. Reality spluttered for a second, and then everything was dark. 
“Absolutely not!” Luke’s shrill voice was all that MC could sense. Then they tasted the air, cool and tinged with sulfur. “Make friends with Demons? I could never!” Luke prattled on while his eyes adjusted. After several blinks, MC could see the palace they stood in. The grandeur was almost repulsive. Gold trim and deep red walls. It was the beauty of wealth and statues. 
“I hope you’ll be able to make friends during your stay.” A deep voice said from behind. MC spun around, and then had to crane their head upward to see who was there. His broad smile was so warm that it clashed with the royal regalia the man was dressed in. The red jacket  with a medallion on the shoulder. MC scrunched their nose, wondering why Hell would choose to continue earths obsession with war decoration. “Thank you for joining us.” The Man continued, and he bowed his head to the Angels. “I am Lord Diavolo, Prince of the Devildom. As well as the head of the exchange program.”
“Thank you for having us,” Simeon smiles as he walks over to the prince. Without hesitation, the two embrace in a familiar hug. 
“I’m just so happy the program worked.” Diavolo rubs the back of his neck. “The humans will be coming this evening. So I’ll be able to help you all settle in and still make it for the humans.” Simeon and Diavolo continued to talk about details. Mainly the excitement over the humans. While Luke looked on with a fury. 
“I can’t believe Simeon is being so familiar with the Demon Lord.” Luke crossed his arms. “We cannot befriend the enemy.”
“Yah.. Enemy.” Mc can feel something tighten in their stomach. Instead of processing that, the angel turns to look about the palace a little more. Now that they knew what the Prince looked like. Some portraits on the walls made more sense. The one that caught the angel’s eye was of a young Diavolo. He stood alone in a field of red. A skull of a dragon under his foot, and a toy left in the distant background. It had been commissioned to show the great power Diavolo had ever as a child. Unintentionally, it spoke some truth. A small child alone in a field. Left with death at his feet. 
“I won’t be able to be around much in your day to day, I’m afraid.” Diavolo was now standing to face the whole group. So MC turned their attention back to the conversation. “But I do want to do my best to keep your stay in my realm as comfortable as possible. If there is anything we can do, please let us know.”
“Is there a way we can go back?” Luke asks with great seriousness.
“Luke!” Simeon gasps. 
“That is what would make me most comfortable,” Luke huffs and crosses his arms. 
“Luke, you can’t just-.” Simeon rubs the space between his brow.
“It’s fine,” Diavolo shrugs it off. “We all process homesickness in our own way. The spell to move between heaven and hell is a powerful one. So we truly won't be able to do this till next year, but if there is anything else we can do. Do ask and I will try to accommodate. Lucifer should be here soon, and he will bring you to your dormitories. As well as go down the basic rules of staying here.”
“Rules?” Mc asks, finally speaking up. 
“Not much but briefly - Michael requested that you three still follow your codes, but there is no way for them to actually check.” Diavolo puts a hand on his chest. “One of our realms defining features is that your god’s awareness cannot reach here. So the rules you must follow are the rules of the devildom and whatever you personally value. Our rules you’ll find are much more lax.” Luke gasps in horror, but excitement only brewed within MC.
Two men in uniform walk into the Palace hall. One walks directly to Lord Diavolo’s side. Dark hair falling into a shock of green that followed framed half his face. They were stiff and despite the collected look. MC could see the anxiety running through their spine. The other kept a distance from the Angels. A cool dark look, judging each of them openly. 
“My Lord we must be going.”
“I don’t have any more time?” Diavolo’s face falls. 
“No, your next meeting has already begun.” They kept their voice rather calm, but their eyebrow twitched. 
“Alright,” Diavolo sighs, but turns back to the angels quickly. “I truly hope you enjoy your stay in the Devildom. It’s an honor to have you here.” With that, Diavolo is ushered away. 
“Now who could that brooding gentleman be,” Simeon was once again walking up to the strange demon. Though the man looked as disagreeable as before. He did let Simeon hug him. Only adjusting his jacket the moment he was free. 
“You know who I am,” 
“I am asking for the children,” Simeon looks back to Luke and MC. While Luke gets all huffy about their age. MC is truly an adult by the fact that they can just roll their eyes and get over it. 
“My name is Lucifer,” He bow slightly to the three angels. “Avatar of Pride, and right hand to Lord Diavolo. When you need his help, come to me.” Lucifer sharpens his gaze on MC. “Diavolo is very busy, and I would prefer you to bother me than him.” Then his glare moved to Luke. Who paled and shuffled towards Simeon. “Now, if you will follow me. I’ll lead you to your housing for the year.” Lucifer walked briskly out of the Palace. “ Compared to the celestial realm, the Devildom functions much more like earth. The city is based on a money exchange. We will provide a small allowance once a month, but if you want to indulge, you’ll have to get a job.” Lucifer says all of this while walking briskly out of the Palace. Luke grumbles about nearly having to run, and MC has to fight back a laugh. “If you stay within the Devildom your life will be remarkably like that on earth. With a key distinction that there will be demons who lust for your blood every so often, and there is no sun.” Lucifer swung open the front door of the palace. Exposing the dark courtyard beyond, and the block void of the sky. Illuminated on the horizon was The Devildom. The glowing sector of Hell where Demons and spirits lived their personal lives. It glowed beautifully, and illuminated the Palace like a setting sun. 
Normally, this effect was made greater by the fact that the courtyards had no lights. If one was to see, it was their own gift, or from the light of the city. The angels broke this by having their own innate glow. Casting warm shadows against the cool nature of hell. Lucifer glanced at the glow with mild annoyance. Normally, the walk from the palace to the road was his moment of peace. Now each step he was reminded about the great task this year would be.
“To help with the exchange, we have enrolled you three in the local university. There you can learn about how the systems of hell truly function, as well as our magical training programs. We have some of the most skilled magic users training with us.” Part of Diavolo’s plan was to show what Hell was truly worth. The eons didn’t pass without change, and under Diavolo that change was being brought to its most refined point. Lucifer himself had led many of the projects to start translating Hell’s data into deeper means of understanding… Books with narrative instead of strings of numbers or archaic runes. 
“So you won’t be making us torture humans?” Luke snaps. 
“Only if you want to.” Lucifer doesn’t even look back to Luke. He knew enough about the little angel to know it would start on a rant if provoked. He was already battling a headache and couldn’t stand the thought of being lectured by a child. 
“I could never!” Luke brings his hand to his chest.
“Then you won’t.” 
“What will we be learning then?” MC asks. 
“Standard education for someone new to our system. History of the Devildom, Grimm economics, Devildom literature, Alchemy and potions 101, art, athletics,” Lucifer twirls a hand around. “The basics,”
“Oh that sounds… Fun” MC grimaces.
“Did you come here to have fun?” Lucifer glances back at the angel. 
“So what if I did?” MC tries to be defensive, but can’t help cracking into a smile. It was rather funny seeing the confused look on Lucifer’s face. 
“MC! We are not here to have fun, we have to learn and do as much research for our arch-”
“I know Luke,” MC groans. “We’re allowed to have Some fun.”
“Indeed,” Lucifer nods. “None of the classes should take all your time, so you’ll be able to have your own time. If you want to explore the Devildom please go in pairs. While you have Diavolo’s blessing, not all demons listen to authority. There is no promising what a rogue demon would do to a lone angel.” 
MC scrunches up their face, which makes Simeon laugh. Meanwhile, Luke is actually trembling. 
“Oh Luke, you look like a scared puppy.” Simeon tries to keep his voice sympathetic, but the hint of laughter is clear. 
“A little chihuahua,” Lucifer smiles. 
“I am not a chihuahua!” Luke shrieks! 
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Purgatory Hall was a lot more comfortable than MC had expected. The interior was surprisingly bright and cozy. Though still favoring the overly ornate and plush. MC was wandering aimlessly through the halls. Luke was still hurt from the chihuahua incident by the time they were done getting situated. So Simeon had taken Luke out to get something sweet to make up for it. While at the time, MC had said they wanted to stay here and explore the house. They were now realizing that was a foolish choice. After looking in the rooms once,  MC was more than satisfied with exploring the house. So now they were draped across the couch. Flipping idly through their D.D.D. When MC opens the messages to pulls up Lucifer.
“You said I shouldn’t go out by myself. Simeon and Luke are often a pair without me. I could just risk it?” Dots appear quickly.
“No, let me find you a guide.” 
Lucifer leaned back. Thinking about which of his brothers, he wants to make baby sit an angel. No one who might find it enjoyable like Asmo or Beel. He already planned on having Mammon for the human...
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“Satan, would you be a guide for one of the Angel exchange students?”
“Are you actually asking me?” Satan looks over the top of his reading glasses.” Or are you just telling me in a passive manner.”
“It’s not passive,” Lucifer crosses his arms.” Answer my question.”
“No,” Satan leaned back into his chair. Lifting his book up to block Lucifer from view. 
“You are just saying that because I am asking you.”
“Yes,” Satan smiles. 
“Which is why I am going to make you do it.” Lucifer smiles back. “I think it will be an informative experience for you.” 
“Informative?” Satan can feel the fires in his stomach boiling over, but his keeps his composure calm. It was centuries of practice. “As if I don’t hear enough about the celestial realm from you?”
“You hear our side of it, and now you can learn another.” Lucifer looks so sure of his convictions that it made Satan want to lift his chair and throw it through a wall. Instead, he took a deep breath for seven seconds and let it out in ten. 
“How do you intend on making me do this?” Satan propped his elbow on the armchair, and then his head in his hand. 
“I will tell Diavolo you refused to use your strength and knowledge to help his exchange program. If the angels are to learn the best qualities of Hell. Who is better informed than you? No harm would come to that angel with you near.” Lucifer has pride in many things. Not just himself, and that was one of his worst qualities. The way he looked at Satan with such knowing. Then how it could vanish into cold apathy. “It’s lazy work, really. You could have an audiobook in your ear if you truly needed it.”
Satan looked from Lucifer and down to the floor. Then he switched which way he was leaning in the chair. Fidgeting as he thought. Trying to find a way to accept that he will have to do this. Without having to agree with Lucifer. 
“Fine, I don’t want to be lectured by Diavolo as well as you.” Satan begins to read his book again. “When do I start?”
“Now, they want to explore.” Lucifer’s face was full of mirth. If Satan showed that he was irritated, that would only play into what He wanted. So Satan sighed as he picked up the bookmark and wedges it in. 
“The angels will be living in Purgatory hall, correct?” At least Satan could show he’d be competent in the task. 
“Indeed.  MC is an Angel a little younger than you and will not know what to expect in the Devildom.”
“That we’re not all monsters or that monster’s still exist?” Satan slowly took of his glasses. Cleaning the lenses before tucking them away. 
“Bit of both. Which you’re a perfect example of. ” Lucifer ignore the scowl that rips across Satan’s face. Instead, tapping his watch. “They asked me for a guide an hour ago, so I would appreciate it if we could hurry up.” Satan stands up and again takes a deep breath. Then many more. A deep breath each step of the way to purgatory hall. Asmo was hanging out in the hallway, but the moment they saw Satan. Asmo found an excuse to leave. 
It was right up to the moment that Satan knocked on the door. That’s when he took one final breath and let the tension fall from his shoulders. Suddenly the portrait of composure with a grace in his eye. The door opened easily, and there stood MC. Satan was shocked to see that, despite being an angel. They had changed out of any holy robes and into something more comfortable. There wasn’t the annoying level of arrogance Satan had come to expect. Off to a good start, it would seem. 
“Hello, My name is Satan. Lucifer sent me to be your guide.” Satan bowed slightly and smiled brightly as he stood up. His green eyes were glowing with genuine warmth. 
“Oh, awesome,” MC rocked back on their heels. “I don’t really know where to go. I just want to see… stuff?” MC shrugs and smiles sheepishly. Satan felt something new in his chest. This Angel was genuinely curious about the Devildom. 
“I know lots of lovely spots. Do you want some history or a bit of culture?” Satan raises a brow. Looking at MC as if they were co conspirators on some great plan. MC’s heart pick up the pace. 
“Why not both?”
“Good choice,” Satan offers an elbow to the Angel. With flushed cheeks, the Angel accepts. “A friend of mine commissioned a new branch in the museum nearby. It’s full of artifacts that were destroyed by invades. Now in the Devildom we can restore the artifacts and get first-hand facts on the culture.”
“An accurate history or ones written by victors?”
“Accurate, of course,” Satan looks almost offended. “We are not on any side of humanities battles.”
“You like their military regalia.”
“I don’t. Those in charge think it’s pretty.” Satan rolls his eyes. “One part of hell is under strict authority, and another is nearly pure anarchy.”
“Anarchy with demons must get interesting.” MC tries not to giggle. “I have the image of Demons fighting to create and making utter chaos.”
“You’re close, just throw in some packs working together, and rogues wandering around the city trying to push their chaos were ever. The principles of anarchy aren’t too bad, actually. I’ve read the literature, but in practice with magic beings, too many hot heads can ruin it for the rest.” 
“There’s so many rules in Heaven,” MC sighs and rocks their head back. “Anarchy sounds terrifying, but also refreshing? If that makes sense.”
“It does,” Satan nods. “What sort of rules does heaven have?”
“Well, the rules of angels and people are different.” Satan nods instead of saying, Obviously. “For angels, we literally have a mandated outfit. Can’t wear anything but the one holy look. We cannot stray remotely close to any sins, and must keep peace at all times. Which isn’t difficult with 1000 of human souls all wanting their own ideal conflicting paradise.” MC tenses with the anger, and then lets it slide out. “Sorry about that-”
“Don’t apologize,” Satan squeezes the Angel’s arm a little. “You got more than the right to be annoyed with such treatment. Speak what you feel.” MC looks up at Satan with bright eyes. 
“If I have to sing in another chores for God, I will scream.”
“You should! Screaming is cathartic.” The talk the whole way to the museum and through it. Both have more than enough to say, and genuinely want to hear the other. Satan has carefully made opinions and seems to be educated in every topic under the sun. The Niches of thing MC thinks of Satan can keep up with. He also seems to have causes at least half of the wars which destroyed the artifacts now on display. “Alexander was rather easy to manipulate,” Satan hums. “Just had to bat my eyes at him and ask if that’s what he really wanted. He would be up for anything after that.” Satan can’t keep back his mischievous grin. 
“Did you… Seduce Alexander the Great?”
“And helped kill him.” Satan smiles proudly. “He was an asshole, but fun to play with it.” Now Satan looks off with a distance in his eyes. Clearly lost in the past, where he could saunter about Rome. Arm and Arm with a brutal conquer. 
“How often do you accompany brutal killers?” MC asks with a sharp look. 
“This is where our working on opposite sides could come to a point,” Satan chuckles. “I am the avatar of wrath. I accompany most of the greatest killers. Push them to indulge just a bit more. If not me, one of my many underlings is probably there.”
“Funny,” MC says with a rather serious face. “I haven’t been given a title yet, but I spent the last century working with the angels in the peace department.”
“Oh that is some hard work,” Satan looks over to the Angel. MC had been prepared for Satan to look annoyed, but instead he looked more impressed. “Humans are so easy to manipulate with their emotions. Peace is going against their instincts.” By now, Satan and MC had entered the museum. Other demons milled about. Quickly commenting on the pieces of history elegantly on display. The explanations that come with each piece are at best wordy paragraphs. At worst, there is an essay attached. MC is saved from any reading by having Satan in toe. He knows all the information backwards and forwards, and the fact he’s more curious about the Angel. Saves MC from having to sit through lecture after lecture. Satan pauses to breath, and to hear the Angel’s own thoughts.
----- Rest of the museum date will be finished if people show interest in it.
A/N: Thank you for reading! If you have any requests for what Angel MC get’s up to feel free to ask! If people actually like this I’ll writing more parts consistently. If not more will just come as I feel like it.
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you dumb bitch, i loved you! (belphegor & lucifer)
the worst part is i loved you, and sometimes i feel like i still do
when belphegor fell, it felt like everything he loved had been forced inside out and created just to hurt him.
WARNING: (christian) religious imagery and guilt, swearing, brief choking, and my own interpretation of how belphie was forced in the attic.
based off of this song // ao3 link: here!
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No matter how hard he tried to forget, Belphegor remembered how passionately he loved the human realm and how his bliss in his old home had been nearly just as strong.
His memories are filled with adventures in the human realm, walking down the streets with Beel and Lilith at his side. Humans liked to marvel at their gradual progress over the centuries, but to an extension of Father himself as everlasting as His love, they seemed to grow and learn at a fascinatingly fast pace. He could walk down dirt paths made only by the constant wear and tear of feet, only to be pulled away by his ear and come back after his punishment to find cobblestone and two-story apartments lining the spot where he last stood. Humans were such darling creatures, bold and brave in their battles yet never losing that adorable haze of ignorance to the greater realms. There was something about them that made him want to work harder to guide them gently on their way - an urge to protect the people who interested him so much, in an effort to maybe let them know just how dearly he loved them all.
When he wasn't wandering the human realm with a wide-eyed wonder, he spent his time diligently working, hoping that he might catch the attention of a certain angel - or maybe get him to admit that his work made him proud. Angels were not perfect, being mere reflections of His grace - if the warped spot in Belphegor's mirror was not his interest in humans, it was the favoritism he harbored for a certain group of angels. His attachment to Beel could be tied to their kindred creation and his love for Lilith a version of the love all senior angels felt for their younger brothers and sisters, but the complete admiration he had for Lucifer was something entirely different. The sentiment was shared by most angels, complementary sighs of Lucifer’s beauty and success floating around any room he was in. But Belphegor noticed the softness Lucifer held for him and the others in their little group - a bond that would not go punished if not boasted about. Fortunately for them, boasting wasn’t in the nature of angels.
There was something about Lucifer that had Belphegor completely enamored. There was something about how he seemed so...brilliant, with magnificent wings and a certain air of vulnerability that made his few imperfections invisible. Not only did Belphie respect and admire Lucifer, he considered him his favorite. If angels were creatures of devotion, Belphegor had no issue devoting himself to Lucifer. It was hardly blasphemous to revere a creature made so as glorious as he.
Perhaps his fault was that he loved Lucifer more than his Father, or his love was too selfish. (He always knew in the back of his mind that his desire to be perfect in Lucifer’s eyes, his desire to hide away with only the seven angels that felt more like his brothers than anyone else, was sacrilegious). But at the end of the day, he had loved Lilith enough to go against Father, and he had loved Lucifer enough to trust in his battle plan. A band of disillusioned heretics was no match for the strongest armies of heaven, and their ideas were destined to burn.
And burn they did.
When he watched Lilith fall out of the clouds, Belphegor felt his heart drop, bile threatening to spill from him as he, too, slipped out of his realm. Plummeting to the ground, seven burning stars on their path to damnation, he was acutely aware of the fire encapsulating him and Beel - and yet the only burning he remembered was from his throat, raw from his screams. Just as quickly as his wings burned up and his halo fractured, all of the joy Belphegor’s life once gave to him disintegrated as well. It was replaced with a hatred just as deep, the comforting warmth turned into a scalding flame that ensured he would never forget what it once was.
The Devildom was hardly a place to fear as much as the Celestial Realm made it sound. Although Belphegor really didn’t experience much of the realm - between grappling with his grief and being lulled to sleep inexplicably most hours of the day, he didn’t have much time to irritate the denizens of his new realm. He accepted what was given to him, the room and the school itinerary, and spent his time in his room, mulling over what fate had handed to him. With no ear to listen, (one unbiased by its own pain, at least), sorrow quickly turned to bitterness. He refused to admit - or believe - that Lilith had been wrong, and a fond part of him that hadn’t yet died was reluctant to blame his past celestial siblings. It was humans who led to his downfall, humans in their stupid, ignorant, arrogant ways. They moved on too quickly, their rich energy a gilded facade that hid just how shallow and stupid they really were. It was their fault - it had to be, because the idea that it could be anybody else’s was far too terrifying to deal with.
Days turned to months turned to centuries, and Belphegor slept it all away. That was easier than dealing with the world. Besides, if what Beel told him was true, Lucifer was taking care of them. They were all in good hands.
Properly adjusting to the world, once he was forced to actually attend school (and regularly, at that! What a chore), wasn’t as horrible as he thought it might be. After all, spending so much time in the personal hell of his own mind meant that mingling with demons for eight hours of the day was a walk in the park. The worst part of his day was the school council meetings, a place in which he only learned he had just before he left to take a desperately needed afternoon nap. The meetings were boring, and he often found himself dozing off during them. It didn’t matter that he wouldn’t be able to offer ideas when he had nothing to offer. Lucifer scolded him, of course, for acting so disgracefully in front of Diavolo. The defensive aura prickling over both their skin made Belphegor shift in his seat, the scowl Lucifer wore like a horrifying version of the firm decision-making face he knew. The fall seemed to have done that to all of them, forcing them all into distorted versions of themselves. That time, he brushed the incident off and made an empty promise not to do it again.
He would do it again, though. There was too much effort in keeping promises.
Sometimes, though, he felt well-rested enough to stay awake during these meetings. He still slumped in his seat, head rolling back and eyes shut, but he was listening intently. It was then that he heard plans were being put forth for an exchange program - were some circles of Hell shut off from the main city of the Devildom?
Lucifer and Diavolo went back and forth, discussing logistics and statistics boring enough to almost put him back to sleep. Aside from an occasional interjection from Satan, nobody really interrupted their little lovefest - until Asmo seemed to perk up and ask excitedly, “You’re considering Solomon?!”
Finally interested in the conversation, Belphegor adjusted himself in his seat and watched Lucifer carefully. He looked worn thing and undeniably frustrated - his fault for working himself to the bone for his dumb little boyfriend - but he still spared Asmo a second to answer his question. “He would be at the top of the list, yes. It isn’t wise to bring in two humans who have no idea what they’re doing.”
Belphegor took care to hide his outburst, but his anger must have been palpable as the two heads of the table turned their attention to him. “How nice of you to join us,” Lucifer said, a hint of something completely unfamiliar underneath his breath.
“Belphegor! What do you think of the program?”
He only stared dumbly, eyes darting between the prince who had done everything wrong and his brother who he thought could never. He wasn’t concerned with revealing that he hadn’t been paying attention until this moment. For a moment, he could feel again, his sloth and hidden feelings doing nothing to dampen the turmoil inside of him. He didn’t miss being able to feel. His blood seemed to burn at his skin, like his entire red-hot soul wanted to explode out of him and destroy the entire city. “That’s what this exchange program is?”
“What’d ya think it was?” Mammon asked underneath his breath. Belphegor ignored him.
“Don’t you remember what they did to us? You didn’t forget, did you? You couldn’t have.”
His brothers either stared at him in shock or purposely looked away, examining the floor absently. Diavolo was the only one who didn’t understand, steepling his fingers in front of him and tilting his head curiously. Belphegor hated it, and fought the urge to leap at him from across the table.
“Lucifer, what the hell? We can’t just make peace with them and pretend that everything is fine!”
“No human is alive from then,” He justified, his voice missing the harsh edge Belphegor expected. Had they been in the Celestial Realm, it would have been soft and comforting, but he couldn’t risk his imposing image, could he? “Peace between the realms could improve life here more than we know.”
“What does he know?” Belphegor shouted. His throat started hurting again, reminding him of things he’d rather forget and forcing tears to prick his eyes. After blinking them away, he turned to Diavolo and started walking towards him. “You don’t know. This is a horrible idea. We can’t let them in.”
“Belphegor.”
“Wait until they tear everything you care about apart and force everyone you loved into people you barely recognize.”
He could feel the awkwardness settle over the room at that, but he also felt hot enough to burn everything in the room with one touch. Maybe that was why he was inching closer to the prince, wanting to burn him, scar him, teach him what pain was because surely he had never felt it if he thought bringing them into the Devildom was a good idea-
Belphegor ran into somebody, and it wasn’t Diavolo. It was Lucifer, who had a warning grip on Belphegor’s shoulders that felt like a plea to back down. Belphegor watched him glance over his shoulder, nodding once at Diavolo. The prince had a firm look on his face, fitting for someone of his status - too bad Belphegor was centuries past giving a shit about any of that. Gritting his teeth at the sight of Lucifer asking for permission, Belphegor tried to shake his hands off of his shoulders.
“This meeting is adjourned,” Lucifer announced, allowing Belphegor to push away from him. He wanted to rip Lucifer’s eyes out of his skull when they settled on him. “We will talk about this when I get home.”
“Like hell we will,” Belphegor hissed, turning to hurry out of the room. He didn’t bother to stop for his bag, just wanting to escape and run.
At the House of Lamentation, Belphegor kept to himself in his shared room with Beel. His twin had the wisdom to keep away for a while, though he did hear the zippers on his bag clink together when Beel dropped it off outside the door. Curled up underneath all of his blankets, Belphegor alternated between willing sleep to come to him or the weight of the covers to crush him. Nothing happened, the adrenaline and resentment coursing through him too quickly. As he held onto himself for some sense of stability, he clenched his teeth so hard his jaw locked. He didn’t know how long he stayed there, curling in on himself like a black hole and wishing he’d burn out, but he didn’t move until somebody knocked on the door. It was Beel again.
“Dinner just ended,” He said lowly. “I know you’re up. You should eat.”
That normally came with a silent I brought you food but I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself back. “Go ahead and eat it, Beel. I’m not hungry.”
There was a long silence on the other end of the door. “...You’ll die if you don’t eat.”
“I’m not you. I can skip one meal,” Another silence, one that gave Belphegor a moment of enough sanity to make a plan. Shuffling, he made his way to the door and opened it, surprised to see Beel still standing there. He was unsurprised to see him with half a phoenix leg in his mouth.
“Sor-” He started, voice muffled by the food. Belphegor put a hand up and walked past him. “Where are you going?”
“Lucifer had to talk to me, remember?” Belphegor didn’t look back, knowing the pained look that would be watching him if he did.
Lucifer knew who it was when he knocked - hell, he probably had their knocks memorized at this point - and called for Belphegor to come in. Just seeing Lucifer made all the anger come rushing back in a blistering wave, but Belphegor bit his tongue and fought it back.
“I take it, since you came to me, you’ve come to your senses?” Lucifer asked. When he clenched his fists, Belphegor felt the hostile way Lucifer glanced at them.
“What the fuck?” He asked. Unfazed, Lucifer only blinked. “How could you do this? You know what they did.”
“Belphegor, every human isn’t to blame-”
“Of course they are!” Belphegor didn’t care about how loud he was getting and how quickly he was unraveling. He was angry, and he needed Lucifer to see what he was seeing. “Who else? If she hadn’t fallen for that idiot-”
Cutting himself off, Belphegor clenched his teeth again and doubled over. Was this how Satan felt all the time, so consumed by a rage he didn’t know what to do with? Lucifer hesitated, but his words showed no such remorse. “I know that...it’s hard to believe people who we thought were family would betray us like that-”
“No it fucking isn’t!” When Belphegor straightened himself out and levelled Lucifer in a murderous glare, Lucifer immediately stood up. “That’s what you’re doing right now! You’re throwing me under the bus because, what, your prince wants to do something stupid?”
“Belphie,” Lucifer’s voice was softer than he had ever heard since the fall, but the way he squared his shoulders warned him to watch his step lest he step on a landmine. Unlike the spineless demon in front of him, though, Belphegor wasn’t a coward, and he was going to stomp through the field and hope he blew themselves both up. “We can talk about this.”
“They killed her, Lucifer. They killed Lilith, and if you wanted to talk about it, you should have done it centuries ago.”
The silence that followed felt suffocating, hovering with all the pain and anger left unsaid woven between the hesitation. He was stuck in a culmination of atrocities surmounting to their peak, the inevitable fall not finishing on a battlefield in glory but in a stupid fucking office. Belphegor could feel the content of the books surrounding them, filled with the words and law of the creatures he had been taught to despise since day one, one of the only two demons he'd ever truly been able to hate standing in the middle. Shaking with what he wished he could say, Belphegor wanted to prompt Lucifer to say something. He regretted the thought when he opened his mouth.
“I know what you’re about to say, Belphegor. Watch what you say next,” Lucifer said, slowly. Belpheor didn’t doubt that, but he let out a scorned laugh all the same.
“I’ll kill it. Them. Both.” His voice sounded much lower than he had ever heard it, like he was using it to its full demonic potential for the first time. “I’ll kill the human you bring down here.”
Lucifer rounded his desk and stepped carefully towards Belphegor. “Watch it.”
“Anything! Anything to stop this stupid program,” Instincitively stepping back, Belphegore’s gaze unfocused for a moment. “I’ll kill your precious prince, too. This can’t happen. It isn’t-”
All at once, Belphegor’s voice cut off and his back hit the wall behind him. His legs dangled a distance from the ground, and it took him a moment of being unable to breathe to realize Lucifer pinned him to the wall by his neck. He found himself staring at Lucifer framed in an endless black void, noticing a few moments later that he was in demon form and his wings were stretched out. His red eyes were staring through him, as if deciding what to do with the demon hanging limply in his grasp.
Lucifer didn’t give him the luxury of an explanation, instead forcing him down the hall and up the only staircase to the attic. When he was thrown forward, Belphegor felt what little breath was left being forced out of his lungs. He could vaguely hear Lucifer chanting something and bars forcing themselves into place, but by the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. Stumbling to the bars, still uneasy on his feet in his fatigue, Belphegor pressed himself against the bars. Lucifer stood just out of reach, and the thought that it had been like this since they were demons tasted bitter on his tongue.
“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice a harsh rasp. “You’re just- leaving me here?”
It was the first time Belphegor saw uncertainty flicker in Lucifer’s gaze, but he couldn’t find any pleasure in it with metal bars pressing into his face and chest. “Believe me when I say this is what’s best for you,” Lucifer said.
Belphegor didn’t know how long Lucifer was planning to keep him up there, but the finality circling around him was as bad an omen as any. When Lucifer turned to walk away, he began throwing himself against the bars, screaming his protests and promising to find a way out. He couldn’t see the pain on Lucifer’s face with his back turned - but his own angry, desperate tears would have blurred his vision anyway. Still, he wouldn’t resort to begging to be let go, not if it meant accepting a world where humans wouldn’t pay for what they did to his whole family.
For the second time in his life, Belphegor screamed his voice hoarse. For the second time, when he was done, his cheeks wet and body exhausted, he crawled into the nearest bed and lay in contemplative silence. There was one small window in the attic, one he knew he wouldn’t be able to escape from, and from it the moon shone through and painted the otherwise dark room a misty white. He remembered how he had stared at a similar moon and wondered with the humans about what it’d be like to go there, and felt as though he had finally made it there only to realize it was nothing but a dusty rock.
He hated being stuck without his brothers, being able to hear their commotion through the floorboards but knowing they didn’t miss him at all. He hated having so much time left to his thoughts, and it only embittered him more. Most of all, he hated Lucifer, hated how he could so clearly remember how great he had been and how pathetic he turned out to be. The illusion of fallen angels no longer stuck in his mind - he was the complete opposite of his former self, so it only made sense that Lucifer was, too. What once was great and admirable was now nothing short of disgusting, and Belphegor had allowed him to trick him into thinking he might still be worth something. Everything he loved had been torn apart and distorted into a monster even he couldn’t stomach.
How easy it was to be fooled by the things you loved.
How easy it was to fall for them.
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inhuman-obey-me · 3 years
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Hello! I really really love reading your content! Please keep it up!
As much as I love Obey me Demon Lore, I also love their Angel lore!
I wanna ask what your thoughts about Luke are. What do you think is the reason why Luke is chosen as an exchange student? Tbh, for me, it doesn't make sense. Why would you bring a young angel in a place swarming with demons, there should be other older angels that are more capable than Luke, right?
I hope this makes sense. (English is my 3rd language kfkddkdk) If this ask made you uncomfortable, or if you don't want to answer it, its alright to ignore this!
I hope you have a good day/night.
Aww, thank you so much dear anon! We’re glad you enjoy our content. ;u;
And your English is perfect, no need to worry! 
As for why Luke was chosen ... well, all we can really do right now is speculate, given the information we have from the game.
(Spoilers up to lesson 50)
Firstly, Simeon mentions as early as Lesson 5 why he thinks the program is good for Luke:
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Simeon states that he suspects Michael chose Luke for the same reason. Of course, this is us speculating based on Simeon speculating on Michael's reasons, but if we take it at face-value, that's a pretty straightforward answer.
Fast forward to lesson 50, and we learn that Mammon also thinks the same thing, though he mentions that Michael and/or Simeon must be pulling some strings to have such a low-ranking angel take part in all of this. Though, seems it hasn't sunk in for Mammon that Simeon's been demoted...
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But Luke is almost certainly not the only angel with this overly rigid anti-demon outlook, right? After all, Simeon also mentions during the earlier conversation that Luke "tends to judge everything in life from the perspective of someone in the Celestial Realm, using its logic," implying this attitude is the norm there.
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So the question still stands: why him in particular?
Well, it's also mentioned that Michael has high hopes for Luke, which is why despite being a young, low-ranking angel, Luke reports directly to him. There's no telling exactly what those hopes are, but we know that when Lucifer was a seraph, he was given duties like being sent to meet with Diavolo. Given that, it seems reasonable to guess that Michael wants Luke to become exposed to the three realms and learn more about them because he hopes to put Luke in a high position later on, one which might involve Luke interacting with the other realms a lot.
Then, the other potential factor is Simeon. It’s unclear whether Simeon was Luke’s caretaker before the program, or just naturally became one to him during the course of the program and thus kept that relationship going when they first returned to the Celestial Realm. If it's the former, it would perhaps be natural for them to go as a pair. Or, given Simeon's flippant attitude towards following the Celestial Realm's rules, maybe a very strict rule-follower like Luke is meant to keep an eye on him to keep him in line.
As to him being a young angel in a dangerous Devildom, we think it is also important to note that, while he is still a child, he isn't defenseless. Technically, he is much better equipped to survive the Devildom than MC was at the start of the exchange program, in fact! Even his weaker angel powers could do some damage to any demon that tried to mess with him. During the fairy trip, if you suggest that Luke give his blessing to Mammon, the second strongest brother in the Devildom, it does seem like Mammon is sort of alarmed by the suggestion.
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Being that Mammon is one of the most powerful demons out there, we don't actually think that Luke would be capable of killing him with that, but it seems like Mammon expects that it would hurt in more than just an annoying way.
So, why was Luke chosen? In the end, we can't be entirely sure! But hey, even Luke doesn't seem to know!
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No actually he's totally here to keep an eye on Simeon though, that troublemaker <3
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if i sent a post forget about this ( i love ur mammon thing) but i have a challenge for you 2 of your fav demon brothers and 2 of your fav undateables random headcannons do what you want with it
Oooooh, random headcanons about my favourite lads, eh? I can do that!
So for this, I'll be doing five each for Mammon, Lucifer, Diavolo and Simeon!
— Mammon
This man has ADHD, and could get a diagnosis if he doesn't have one already; his biggest hyperfixations are money and money-making (of course) and, once he meets them, MC. Though of course, his hyperfixation on MC turns into actual love!
His crow familiars are so dear to him; although he has so many - every one in the Devildom, in fact - he can remember... most of their names, understand their chirps and chirp back to them, and they understand him in return.
He really likes Britain, particularly England! He's had to spend quite a bit of time there, so he's grown fond of it. (The only reason I have for this one is that the biblical Mammon is supposedly Hell's ambassador for England--)
In his demon form, he can and will coo like a bird when he's content... especially if people pet his head or his wings, scratch him under the chin, or generally give him lots of praise!
He keeps a lot of keepsakes that remind him of good times, and he looks at them often. Even though people give him a hard time... he loves his brothers more than anything, and he always will, so he often looks in his box of mementos when he's sad or stressed.
— Lucifer
This is another man who can and will coo like a bird in his demon form! Stroke his wings, scratch the base of his horns, tell him he's handsome; he'll be practically purring, his feathers all puffed up.
He hasn't had a solid eight hours sleep in... probably quite literally hundreds of years; between having to get up early for work and just stressing about his brothers, it just doesn't happen.
You know how you get wine buffs? Well, Lucifer is like that, but for coffee; he can tell you all about the different types of coffee, can tell which blend is which just by their aroma.
...He's also a wine buff, as it goes; he has refined tastes, and he enjoys a drink - helps with the stress - so it's just a hobby that he's picked up over the years. He has lots of knowledge about wine!
Deep down inside, he actually just wishes he could be spoiled and taken care of and given a rest... he wants someone else to be in charge for once; not that he would ever admit it, his pride wouldn't let him.
— Diavolo
This man used to be in love with Lucifer, when he was an angel and at the beginning of their working relationship; but when he saw that Lucifer didn't return his feelings, he was content to just have him as a dear friend.
He often gives Barbatos assignments that... really aren't assignments; they're actually just picnics, friendly visits to various nice locations, dinners... Diavolo is very lonely, he needs to ensure some kind of interaction!
He loses a lot of sleep, too; he spends so long worrying about whether or not he can make his dreams come true, whether he's a worthy successor to his father, that those thoughts often keep him up at night.
He has a secret social media account not under his own name where he can just reblog fun things about video games and food and cars. Sometimes he needs a break from being the prince!
Once, he got really bored and insisted that he and Barbatos switched places, Diavolo being Barbatos's butler for the day. Diavolo had tons of fun, but Barbatos found it all very embarrassing, so they never speak of it.
— Simeon
He's easily tricked, in a way; not because he's dumb, he certainly isn't, but because he just... doesn't know some things. Belphegor once managed to get him to tell Lucifer that he had a 'yee yee ass haircut,' claiming it was a compliment--
He spends a lot of time daydreaming, thinking about new stories to write, new plots, new characters and other such things; his mind tends to wander.
He isn't as loyal to his position as an angel as it may seem... after being in the Devildom and meeting humans too, he wants the freedom that those worlds have, because the Celestial Realm isn't like that.
This man hasn't been on a real, actual date before he meets MC: he's been too busy being an angel and too committed to following Celestial Realm rules to do that with anyone.
He has absolutely thought of going to a human world or Devildom court and legally adopting Luke, and just living in either of those worlds with him as a happy family... sometimes he thinks he'd prefer that to all his duties.
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Hypothetical OM! Angel Hierarchy
Not official or completely factual. 90% my hypothesis/conjecture supported with evidence of varying levels of confidence.
It might be helpful for those who may find it difficult to keep track of who falls under what rank and what those ranks may mean, because it’s definitely confusing. Aaaand we’re likely to get more lore dumps if Season 3 is meant to give us insight on what happened before, during, and immediately after the Great Celestial War.
There will be spoilers.
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(It’s here if tumblr resized it to make it unreadable gg guys)
A magnificent MS paint chart and a hot take: ranks = jobs/roles, and one is not necessarily considered better than the other. Compared and contrasted with this.
Explanation/Conjecture/Theories tl;dr
The ranks outside of the Seraphim may be categorical - therefore lateral - and determined more by the nature of an angel's power or talents when they are born more than the amount of power or potential each angel possesses (as explained by Luke in Lesson 43). This would explain how you get Lucifer and Michael placed in the Archangel rank, which is typically the second to last rank in the traditional angel hierarchy, when they're both clearly much more powerful and hold much more authority than the rest of the angels (and, at least in Lucifer’s case, has three pairs of wings -- a trait associated with Seraphim). Their talents lie in combat, so they're filed under "Archangel".
Other possible explanation: the Archangels are typically low level grunts but Lucifer’s/Michael’s/Simeon’s status as Seraphim as well elevate them higher in status than they normally would be.
There does seem to be hierarchies within these hierarchies, too: Levi is a general, which implies greater authority than your average soldier, and Lucifer and Michael are clearly the head honchos. Michael is the current leader of the Legion. Hopefully this isn’t terribly relevant in the future lest things get even more convoluted. 
The Seraphim are clearly the 'ruling class', but they're promoted from the lower ranks, and it seems by recommendation. Beelzebub, a Cherubim, is rumored to be recommended for promotion by Lucifer (though he dismisses it). Think of it like giving the Attorney General a seat at the Important People Table; he still keeps his title and job.
Additionally, Beel is one of the weaker brothers in term of power... unless he somehow got a power downgrade after he fell and became a demon. Until there’s some indication of that, though, I’m confident that rank =/= how powerful the angel is, at the very least.
Admittedly calling it a promotion implies he’s changing his rank instead of just getting a new batch of responsibilities/more status. But re: what I said about Lucifer/Michael, it just might put Beel ahead of the other Cherubim in status and authority.
The Archangels are likely given more influence than they traditionally would because the Celestial Realm is in perpetual war with the Devildom until Diavolo takes over. I can see them getting more clout and status because they are in charge for most of that time, and that's likely why most of the Seraphim listed are also Archangels.
Mammon went from Archangel -> Throne, and it seems to be a duty change and little else. He’s called the “Fallen Warrior” so it makes sense. It also makes sense for Lucifer to appoint him to an administrative job underneath him instead of keeping him an Archangel if the warring has ceased in the foreseeable future. 
I've placed an * next to the characters whose ranks haven't been explicitly stated in the story yet, but they're placed where they're most likely to go based on descriptions so far. Raphael is the archangel associated with healing: it's a little strange that he's being depicted as a hunter with a spear, but he could be the Legion's equivalent of a head medic or something. Levi is clearly stated to be a general, so he's in the Legion, and likely remains there in some capacity even if he’s angsting no longer getting to fight.
There has been no official "council" confirmed, but the game has hinted that Michael has been in meetings and Belphegor is chastised for sleeping in and missing a meeting, so I suspect the Seraphim operate like one anyway... or there’s just meetings for different angel departments. Who knows? I’m calling them the Council of Assholes for now.
We still don't know what Asmodeus or Belphegor are, though the former seems to work under Raphael. This doesn't really mean much: Simeon clearly works for Michael when they're technically both Archangels and Seraphim.
We haven’t heard anything about the Powers or Virtues yet. Maybe that’s where Asmodeus/Belphegor fall but idk. Their job description may be more dubious as a result.
Father clearly sits at the top of this ladder, but the game gives us precious little insight on how he operates or what his motivations are. There’s probably a reason why he designed things this way, but that has yet to be revealed. Not sure if the Devildom has anything that would be considered this equivalent and we’ve hung out there for two seasons now.
I 100% expect some of this to turn out to be wrong and I'm gonna have to make some corrections/edits. The fact that Mammon mocks Luke for his low rank (before he clarifies that he’s actually unranked) makes me think it probably isn’t all lateral job assignments and even this is way too simplified.
But this is where I’m at. Cheers.
(Also Luke doesn’t technically exist in the past timeline)
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sparklingichigo · 2 years
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Back Home
Part 4
Trigger Warning: Sexual Harassment, Cat-calling, Click at your own risk
Because of what happened, both the celestial realm and devildom have a strict rule against going out, especially to the guests. Haruka and Ichigo, of course, disliked this, yes, especially Ichigo because she has her own powers and has reached her demon form.
Ichigo: What do you mean?! It's not a big deal. Plus, I have my demon form already, and I can fight. Let me remind you who saved your arrogant ass on that damn war!
Lucifer: Still! You're not entirely a demon!
Ichigo: I can defend myself! I'll be fine!
After saying that, Ichigo leaves the house of lamentation despite their protests. Despite that, Beel follows her closely, although not that close to her.
As he's doing that, Ichigo is now on her way to work since she's now an official chef in the devildom's castle. On her way, suddenly, some lower demon starts hitting on her. Of course, Ichigo snarks back with a sarcastic comment and walks away like nothing happened, but it turns out there's someone more powerful than her. That demon freezes her in the spot.
Beel, who's just watching from afar, is shocked and chase after them, just in time before anything goes down. Ichigo, on the other hand, has fear in her eyes. She can't believe someone more powerful than her is actually around and use their powers for a negative reason. She can't move, nor can she summon her powers.
High-class demon: Heh, what's a beauty like you doing here all alone, huh? Oh? You can't even move; how sad.
Ichigo is frozen with fear and literally can't do anything. She tried to come up with a snarky comeback, but nothing came out of her mouth. The high-class demon's hand starts touching her in the most forbidden places until she hears a thud. As the spell wears off, she finds herself being held close to Beel as the culprit falls down thanks to Beel's strong punch.
Beel: Are you okay?
Ichigo can only whimper as she holds on to Beel's jacket. Beel did transform into his demon form; she can hear his wings buzzing as his blood boils, seeing someone touching his fiance inappropriately.
Beel: Touch her once again, and you'll rot in that place you came from!
That high-class demon gives an apology and runs off in fear. As soon as he escapes, Beel checks on Ichigo, still shaking in fear. With that, Beel brings her back to the house of lamentation. Of course, the rest of the brothers are confused once they're back because isn't she supposed to be at work.
Beel: Things happened, and I don't think she can make it.
Mammon: What happened?! Did someone hurt her?!
Beel nods, shocking the rest of the brothers. He doesn't want to go into too much detail since Ichigo probably doesn't want to. Belphie, who's at the couch sleeping, is suddenly awake.
Belphie: ... someone touched her-
Satan: What?!
Lucifer: Who did it? Beel, who did it?!
Beel: Some demon, he's more powerful than her but somehow lower than us...
Lucifer: powerful than her yet lower than us...did you see how he looks like?
Beel: Not much since I knocked him down before anything happened. His hair was red, but either than that, I don't remember much.
Lucifer: I see...but there are a lot of red hairs around... hmmm. We'll see how it goes.
Little did they know, Barbatos was actually passing by to get something and saw the whole thing. He also sees what Beel has done and what happened to Ichigo. Just as the demon escaped the area, he bumped into Barbatos.
Barbatos: So, you're out here harassing other beings, aren't you?
High-Class Demon: ...
Barbatos: Please come with me^^
That high-class demon was taken with Barbatos straight to the castle to meet Diavolo. Sure they're in devildom, where all demons live, but there is still law against high-class demons. Based on what he did, that demon is punished with 250 torn whips.
Now back to House of Lamentation, Ichigo is still traumatized by what happened. She can't even sleep properly. Everything that happened that day keeps on flashing as soon as she closes her eyes.
Beel: Hey, what's wrong?
Ichigo: Those memories are still there. I can't even close my eyes without remembering that thing!
Belphie: [rolls in] Need help?
Ichigo: Huh?
Belphie: Do you need help? Yes or no?
Ichigo: I-
Beel: Belphie, are you sure this is a good idea?
Belphie: It's for the best. [does a spell to help her sleep]
Ichigo: Thank you... [starts sleeping]
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