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impish-ivy · 8 months
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Solomon constantly asking for your reassurance whenever he engages in anything romantic is due to his insecurity that he isn’t as important to you as the brothers. He needs to know you want to do this, he needs to know you love him.
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If you say no he immediately backs off. You have to go out of your way to kiss him. There’s never a dialogue option that leads to a kiss without you explicitly asking for one, unlike some characters.
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arklayraven · 7 months
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OMG!!! 💚
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solomiracle · 5 months
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i think it'd be interesting if the brothers' comments on solomon acting more like a demon than human actually went somewhere. it's really only used for comedy, but even then, it kinda falls flat since it seems to only stem from him being immortal and shady or whatever. if they focused on it and made it have some weight, i think it could be a really good source of angst and character development for solomon.
solomon prides himself on being humanity's protector, the one who will keep his fellow humans safe from unnecessary otherworldly interference. but if demons started comparing him to themselves, denying him his humanity, his entire motivation for doing what he does, how would that make him feel?
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hanasinbloom · 1 year
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Hello Beel nation~ 👋🍔
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endo03 · 8 months
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Beelzebub (Obey Me!) OOAK doll!
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(More pics + rambling under the cut)
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I customized him a few months ago, but only just remembered that it might be fun to post online. I made him with supplies I already had so it's not the best quality in some parts lol
Honestly, I don't love the face or hand molds, and the neck is so weirdly long. The hair was also a struggle to deal with cuz it's low-quality... but I tried my best to work with what I had. I like this body type though!
I'm good at making doll clothes, but this was my first small-scale faceup! And my first time trying to make shoes... they were difficult. But I still like the overall look!
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☆☆☆
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gifti3 · 8 days
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i wrote a really small thing related to this post! I've been getting back into OIs so i came up with this arranged marriage scenario in a Victorian setting for Asmo and MC and have been chewing on it for the past several days lol I think I'm gonna come up with more stuff for this later but I just wanted to post this for now φ(゜▽゜*)♪
The weather was nice out today so you decided to go for a walk around the estate garden and rest in a somewhat secluded spot. Unfortunately, someone had managed to find you. How did the two of you keep running into each other in place so vast?
"Sooo….." Asmodeus leans into your space to look at the pages of you book. "What are you reading?"
"…A book."
"…Well yea, but what is the book about?"
You hold back your sigh and answer instead. "It's just about something I took interest in recently…"
Asmo stares at you for a moment. "You know, I'm starting to realize something about you."
"You are?"
"Uh huh," he nods. "At first, I thought you were a cagey person, but you're just really socially awkward you know? You kind of remind me of one of my brothers."
You close your book without making note of the page you were on. "I'm going back inside. Goodbye."
"Wait, I didn't mean it in a bad way!"
You sigh. "Are you sure? Cause you've been pretty rude to me several times before. So I'm having a hard time believing that."
Asmodeus makes a face. "It was an observation?"
"Okay. Can you just…let me read please?" The request came out harsher than you intended but maybe you were feeling a little defensive.
So what if you were "awkward". You weren't expecting to talk to anyone when you came out here.
Asmodeus huffs and leans back on his hands. But he doesn't leave…. for some reason. Maybe he was bored?
You flip through your book trying to find what page you were on.
"Page seventy six."
You look over at Asmo who has already busied himself with inspecting his nails.
"Thanks."
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666writingcafe · 1 month
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The Adventure Begins
Levi's overacting. Again. The only reason it wasn't obvious during the school play was because Simeon kept him reined in. Levi gets excited quite easily, and it causes him to get lost in whatever role he's playing.
I'll have to ask Simeon, but I don't think he intended the Lord of Shadow to act so...dramatically? badly? I don't know how to describe it, really. It just isn't very good.
Unlike MC. I'm not sure why I like their acting better, especially since they're currently matching Levi's energy. Maybe it's because they're intentionally hamming it up. They did mumble an apology to me before they started talking to him, after all, so they must know that Levi's acting isn't the best.
Satan's isn't much better, either. He's not as over-the-top as Levi, but I don't find him convincing as the "villain" of this story. If anything, he'd make a good anti-hero, but Solomon probably didn't want to make things too complicated.
Solomon's not a very good author.
However, I'm choosing to keep all this to myself, because the point of all this is to help MC get their first star. Lucifer, on the other hand, is having a hard time suspending his disbelief. So, I understand why MC told him to shut up. I just hope they're prepared to get their ass handed to them once Lucifer's back to normal size, because while he has a soft spot for MC, he doesn't like being silenced. Messes with his pride.
Speaking of which...the stars.
They represent the seven virtues, which are direct opposites of our sins. For me, that virtue is temperance. Solomon probably knows this, but he may not realize the full extent of my relationship with temperance.
Once upon a time, I was able to control myself and my urges. Until I wasn't. For my brothers, their sin was triggered by specific events; that wasn't the case for me. It just...happened. And I didn't realize it until it was too late.
Now, it's what most people know me for. They think I'm a meathead that only thinks about food. Even my brothers.
Which isn't fair.
Why are they allowed to have complex personalities, but not me? Why can they participate in mentally stimulating activities, while I'm cast off to the side and dismissed as too dumb to understand any of it? It's never made sense to me.
I think that's part of why I like MC so much. They're the first person in a really, really long time that sees me beyond my sin. They actually listen to what I have to say and seem to value my opinion, even if it's not related to food or sports.
Yet somehow, deep inside, I don't fully trust them. I think it's coming from my subconscious. Somewhere in there lives a hurt angel that feels like everyone he cares about will die and leave him behind. And in a way, it's true.
Lilith may have been the only person in our little family that actually lost their life, but my brothers barely resemble what they were in the Celestial Realm. It's weird. They wear the same faces, but they're completely different people. Sometimes, I feel like they're complete strangers, or perhaps taken over by aliens.
Oddly, the one person I can rely on to stay the same is Satan. Then again, he didn't have his own form until we arrived in the Devildom, so this version of him is all I've ever known.
"Beel?"
Shit.
I missed a lot, didn't I?
"Are you okay? You seem out of it."
"I could say the same to you." Why is that the first thing that comes out of my mouth? I sound like a jerk.
MC merely sighs as they sit next to me on the...bed? I take a proper look at my surroundings and realize that we're in a hotel room of some kind. Lucifer appears to be sleeping on the nightstand, using tissues as both pillow and blanket.
"Wanna go first, or shall I?" Interesting question. They don't seem upset at me.
"Your call." MC rests their head on my shoulder.
"Simeon needs my help making an important decision." Their tone indicates something serious.
"With what?" MC sighs again.
"His future." Huh? Why would an angel need a human's help with that? I know that the two of them are fairly close, but still.
"But that's neither here nor there," they quickly add, sighing. "It's not like I can do anything about it now." They glance up at me. "What's on your mind?"
"My past."
"As an angel?" I nod.
"Back then, the only thing that mattered to people was that I was strong. I wanted to be useful, so I decided to become a soldier and fight for the Celestial Realm. Problem was, I had trouble controlling my powers."
"Like I did before receiving the Ring?"
"You know, I hadn't really thought about it until you said it, but yeah. I suppose we have that in common. In your case, everyone had your back, which is good, because I wouldn't have wanted you to go through that experience the way I did." MC sits up and properly looks at me.
"What do you mean?"
"Every time I would destroy something--even though most of the time it was a complete accident--Raphael would make some sort of sarcastic remark about it. I think he started calling me the Hulk at one point, but it was meant as an insult." I pause.
"At least he had the decency to do it to my face. Lots of angels would talk shit about me behind my back. They thought I was too stupid to pick up on it, but I knew. They acted overly sweet towards me whenever I would walk in the room. Condescending, even. It was like I was a dumb kid to them." MC places a hand on my thigh and pats it.
"Sounds depressing," they remark.
"It was. Oddly enough, the one person in authority that didn't treat me that way was Lucifer. I initially thought he was too busy with his duties to really care about much else, but then one day he approached me and started talking to me. We had a legitimate conversation."
"About?"
"He told me to keep in mind that being a Celestial Realm soldier wasn't about attacking--"
"--but protecting." We must have woken Lucifer up. "You had the power to protect everyone--to keep them safe--and that you shouldn't feel bad because you were special. If you learned to control your powers, I'd recommend you to the cherubim and have you serve as a Celestial Realm gatekeeper. You did, and so I kept my promise." Lucifer beckons MC to pick him up and bring him closer to me.
"MC and I may be connected by the Ring of Light, but the two of you have a strong connection as well," he continues. "You're both motivated by the need to protect the ones you love, even if it means sacrificing yourself in the process. Drawing on that similarity is going to be the key to pass Solomon's test."
"Are you saying Solomon knew we had that in common?" MC asks incredulously.
"No. I did. I simply passed the knowledge along to him."
"How long--"
"The rooftop."
"Of Dogi Magi?" I'm glad MC understands what he's referring to, because I'm completely lost. Must have been something I wasn't involved with.
"You knew that Belphie would hurt you if you went against his order to reject me, but you did it anyway."
"I didn't want to lie to you."
"Because that would have meant hurting his feelings." Asmo may have used his powers to pick up on Lucifer's crush on MC early on, but I knew pretty much from the moment they set eyes on each other. Granted, he was more attracted to their soul initially, but who could blame him? It was bright and shiny, even back then. If we weren't under orders to not eat them, then they wouldn't have made it out of the assembly hall alive. Even Diavolo was struggling to contain himself.
Anyway, the point is MC cared enough about Lucifer in that moment to feel the need to protect him.
Just like I felt the need to protect Lucifer after I became a cherub.
MC's going to get their star.
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odysseys-blood · 27 days
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fuckass artifact 😭
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nocreativityfornames · 4 months
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I like talking about my ocs and I like hearing about other people's ocs, so let's talk about them because why the hell not ( part 1? )
Question, what was your MC doing right before they arrived in the Devildom for the 1° time? I'll start: Magnus was peacefully sleeping inside a bus while making their way home when they got summoned & pulled inside the Council Room, falling on the floor ( ouch ) in front of the brothers and Diavolo.
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diabratz · 2 years
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asmo : he’s a ten but he can’t cook for shit n doesn’t know it so he keeps fucking cooking <3
sol : damn,,, like a six then honestly
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noecoded · 2 years
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I know generally ppl see levi as a reptile fish sort of thing but i need ppl to start seeing asmo as an arachnid snake type. Like yes he is the jewel of the three realms the most elegantly sculpted beautiful creature u have ever seen but he is so poisonous too like hes got so much venom his bite would probably kill a full grown man in a couple minutes and he wld giggle abt it …. he is so black widow + king cobra + deathstalker scorpion promising the frog he wouldnt kill him in exchange for a ride across the lake and killing him anyway …
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delphi-dreamin · 2 years
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Pact Marks
A/N: So this is the fastest I've written one of these. I have to give credit to @scarlett-vixen for giving me the motivation to pick it back up. Thank you so, so much, Kat. ♡
Warnings: biting, I think that's all?
Pt. 1: Mammon | Pt. 2: Levi | Pt. 3: Beel | Pt 5: Satan
Pt. 6: Belphie | Pt 7: Lucifer
Part 4: Asmo
“Denizens of the darkness, awaken! You who are born of shadow, hear me! I call upon you now to lend your power to Asmodeus, Avatar of Lust!”
The shock on the demon’s face as he’s forced into his demon form brings a smirk to Delphi’s face. She watches as he flexes his wings, a bright purple haze surrounding him. His nails lengthen into claws and his teeth sharpen into fangs as the haze swirls around him.
He laughs, “I don’t believe it! Haha! What’s even going on right now?” He looks down at his hands with glee. “This power…not even Solomon has ever managed to pull this out of me. Henry, you can totally tell too, right?”
The massive snake that had been barreling toward them stops short as Asmo turns his gaze toward it and immediately curls into a ball, letting out a noise not unlike the purr of a large cat. Delphi can’t help but coo at him. She approaches him, holding out a hand. The giant snake flicks his tongue at her, catching her scent, before shoving his nose into her palm. She giggles, stroking the smooth blue scales.
“Henry 1.0 is tame again,” Levi sighs.
Watching Delphi and the snake carefully, Mammon says so that only his brothers can hear, “Asmo hasn’t made a pact with Delphi, has he?” Seeing Asmo shake his head, he continues, “So why was he able to be summoned here and have his power drawn out like that?”
Asmo chimes in excitedly, “And not only that, Delphi’s got way more magical power than Solomon does. What exactly is the story with her, anyway?”
Beel frowns, still watching Delphi as she strokes the massive snake’s scales. “We can talk about this after we get back to the castle. Let’s get out of here.”
“Remember me, okay Henry?” Delphi murmurs to her new friend. “I’ll come back to see you soon.” She’s sad to leave her newest friend, but she lets the brothers lead her out of the labyrinth with one last wave.
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“I’ve made up my mind,” Asmo announces. “I’ll make a pact with Delphi.”
The strangled noise that comes from Mammon’s mouth may have been an attempt at “What?”, but if it was, it was unintelligible.
Satan looks at Asmo with curiosity. “But what about the task you gave? Didn’t it end in complete failure again?”
With a bright smile, the Avatar of Lust replies, “Yep! But I mean, even if Solomon did lend his powers, it shouldn’t be possible for someone to draw that kind of power out of me, you know? I mean, you’ve got to admit, it’s super impressive!” He turns to the diminutive human standing between his two older brothers. “Delphi, you really were amazing down there!”
He looks back to the group, a new glimmer in his amber eyes. “So I’m making a pact with Delphi. I’ve made up my mind.”
Snapping to his senses, Mammon shouts, “WHOA, HOLD ON!”
Delphi keeps her expression as neutral as she can, but it’s difficult to hide the pride shining in her eyes.
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Before Simeon can make it back to the room, Delphi closes and locks the door. Asmo looks at her with raised eyebrows and a grin like a cat.
“Delphi, you naughty thing!” he gasps. “I knew you wanted me, but I didn’t think you’d be this bold!”
She rolls her eyes, suppressing a grin. Truthfully, the idea of giving herself over to the Avatar of Lust for the evening is almost too tempting to resist. It’s been several months since her relationship ended and several before that since she’d felt another’s touch. But this is purely business.
“Some other time, Asmo,” Delphi chuckles. “Pretty sure you know the drill, yeah?”
Asmo approaches her, crowding her against the door. His eyes glow pink as he runs his fingertips from her bare knee up her inner thigh. Leaning into her neck, Asmo whispers into her ear, “Where would you like your mark, dear?”
Goosebumps blossom over Delphi’s skin at the demon’s touch, her breath hitching and heart hammering against her ribs. Her face grows hot, but she replies steadily, “Dealer’s choice.”
Asmo chuckles into her neck, then sinks his teeth into the soft skin between her neck and shoulder as he presses his palm flat against the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. Delphi arches her back into the demon pinning her to the door, grabbing fistfuls of his jacket to anchor herself. Between the searing pain in her thigh and the waves of pleasure from the Avatar of Lust’s mouth working on her neck, the only sound that can come out of her mouth is a high, loud moan.
The demon smiles into his newest human master’s skin, reveling in her warmth, her softness, her willingness, her scent. Her scent is earthy and slightly floral, with the faintest hint of mint wafting from her hair. It’s the most enchanting thing he’s ever experienced. Her moans fill the room as he continues kissing and biting at her neck and collar. He feels almost drunk on them.
“Asmo,” she finally breathes into his ear, her hand finding his cheek and bringing his face up to hers. They’re both flushed pink and breathing heavily, and Asmo notices with a start the pink ring glowing around her violet irises. “It’s done. And Simeon will be back any minute.”
The demon pouts, stepping back only slightly. He removes his hand from her thigh to show his mark, glowing bright pink and pulsing faintly. It doesn’t fade like the others had, though. The glow continues, and Delphi can feel it thrumming steadily.
“Are you sure you want to stop, Delphi dear?” Asmo teases. “Our pact is telling me something very different.”
A knock on the door silences whatever retort she could’ve come up with, so instead Delphi rolls her eyes.
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>So, Beel, I was thinking. How did Delphi react when the three of you placed your pact marks?
Beel
>Well, mine was right after Lucifer attacked her in the underground tomb. And I didn’t give her much warning. So she was in a lot of pain. But after, she acted like nothing happened.
>But with Levi and Mammon, she just stood there like a rock. It was like she didn’t even feel it.
>That’s what they said at least.
>Why? How’d she react to yours?
Asmo
>Hmm, I wonder? ♡
Asmo turns to look at the sleeping face of the human beside him and strokes her cheek gently. Maybe after the retreat he could convince her to join him for a bath.
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arklayraven · 1 year
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Ah...Solomon you bitch.
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solomiracle · 4 months
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PLEASE VIEW THEM
(official post here!)
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vampirecatprince · 1 day
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Trying to get over my fear of drawing backgrounds by drawing my OC blorbos at the park
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zephyrchama · 1 month
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Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.
Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.
Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.
Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.
Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.
Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).
Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.
Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.
Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.
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