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Barbatos in the two locked chapters of lesson 18 with his two kids is literally just:
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hellfire-rose · 11 months
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BABY DIA CONFIRMED
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jackalopesao3 · 4 months
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I fucking love them both so much.
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pen-observing · 11 months
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og om barbatos: prim, proper, ghost like, quiet, torture fan
nightbringer barbatos: spicy, guilty, ready to hurl solomon to the deepest depths of suffering, will tear down your house
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oceanlipgloss · 5 months
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Barbatos: Giving me the eighth placement on your list symbolised how you thought I was not worthy of a higher rank, did it not?
Solomon: I actually just wrote the names in the order in which they came to mind.
Barbatos: Why, that's even worse, as it would mean that your subconscious itself had numbered me eighth, since you secretly believed—and still believe—that I deserve no better.
Solomon: Not really, no. I wasn't trying to be mean, though.
Barbatos: I see. If you weren't intentionally trying to be unpleasant, then your unbelievable cruelty towards me only refers to how you are a vile person by nature.
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cooler-ian · 6 months
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I like the idea of Barbatos being a massive Gossip, like.
The Biggest™️
-and because in recent centuries he's mostly around royal/ important people who he can't go around spreading tea about he just unloads everything he's heard on Diavolo.
No order. Nothing.
Oh, you think Diavolo specifically told Barbatos to spy on everyone and relay information about them to him? Nope! That's just Barbatos being physically incapable of not spilling the tea
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mob-is-a-psycho · 27 days
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Does Barb's hatred towards rats also apply to mice? Cause if it does, I can't help but image that he HATES Mickey Mouse with a burning passion.
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cvlutos · 1 year
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✦ BARBATOS [OBEY ME] | CONCERNS FOR THE FUTURE | YANDERE [TW: STALKING, IMPLIED VIOLENCE, NSFW]
There's something so romantic about watching you sleep.
Something so intimate about standing beside your bed while you're away, fixing the tousled covers and sheets, folding them and straight to utter perfection, ignoring the ache—the utter desire to give into my very devilish temptations. To bury my nose into your scent and leave behind the faintest scent of my smell and taste. Dining on the pure imagery of you laying down, tired and desperate for rest to smell me, your fingers gazing over the faintest stain of my... secretions.
My gloved hands drag over the spot in which you lay, hovering over the form of your sleeping body, unaware of eyes that so hungrily watch you. My eyes. Yet, there is no ounce within my being that feels this is wrong. Not a portion of my tainted soul that feels guilt for what I do. Because guilt for watching you, guilt for sliding open your lips and dragging my tongue along yours, doesn't exist. And never will.
As I gently caressing your soft flesh, knees resting against the mattress, as I place a chaste kiss to your forehead, lingering for a moment before ultimately pulling away. Thinking over simply how much love I hold for you. Though the line between love and simple obsession—possession is a fine line that I walk dutifully.
I was at one moment certain, sure in myself that I would never love—never love a mortal, a human, so weak and frail, yet I find your weakness, shall I say endearing? Watching you fumble and struggle to adapt into a world that will never fully be yours. I enjoy it. Watching you so blatantly need me, I mean, how else could you possibly do anything alone? You couldn't. Which is what I love, that I can't help but for a moment, pity you...
But not enough to stop. Nor enough to truly help you in a way that's productive for me, at least.
Soon, I'll have to clip those pesky wings of yours, break that never ending prideful hope—desire to impress and prove useful to others. Yet those are worries for another day, for now, I'll merely watch you sleep.
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piercedddriver · 4 months
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Barbatos mood board :)
@l3viat8an @asmosmainhoe @obeymeimaginesandasks @barbatos-muse @barbatos-the-loyal-butler @obeymeluv @lookismslut
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katskitoshi · 2 years
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"MY TYPE IS," WITH OBEY ME (2)
synopsis: obey me dateables react to [name] who responds to a "what's your type?" question with their name.
characters: diavolo, barbatos, simeon & solomon (separately) x gender neutral! reader
brothers version: here ["my type is," brothers]
includes: nothing i think
asmo, as always, was asking questions to you with everyone present. the demon brothers, diavolo, barbatos, solomon and simeon were all there. none of them were paying attention to the questions or conversation - well, until asmo asked, "what's your type, [name]?"
DIAVOLO: HEAD OF THE STUDENT COUNSEL
"my type has to be someone who's energetic, funny, but also well composed and smart. diavolo'd be the perfect person, i love him so much! it doesn't matter if he's royalty, i'd love him no matter his status."
diavolo is smiling the most genuine smile he has in forever.
barbatos told him something really good would happen today, but he didn't expect this to be it! (he's not complaining tho)
he's blushing and really red. both lucifer and barbatos can tell.
he's happy that you love him for him, not his title as future king. he's wary to get into relationships because some people might only date him for his title. but he loves you and you love him too. he's so happy that y
he has absolutely no idea on how to approach this. should he go and confess now? wait until this party is over? WHAT SHOULD HE DO?!
barbatos and lucifer have to force him to go over and talk to you. if he can't talk to his crush, how is he supposed to rule the devildom?
asmodeus walks away from you and diavolo after he sees lucifer's glare and barbatos' sadistic smile. they're both mouthing for him to come over.
he's really red, so you assume he heard.
"did you - by chance - hear what asmo and i were talking about. more specifically - what i said?" you ask, slightly fidgety.
"i did. and i'm glad you think so well of me, and i'm glad that you love me for me despite my status as future king. i'm also glad that you find me the perfect person, - he chuckles - and i love you too, [name]. i can't wait to rule over the devildom with you by my side."
BARBATOS: THE LOYAL BUTLER
"hmm, i don't have an ideal type, but i have an ideal person. that person: barbatos! it'd have to be him. i love him! you see how perfect he is? it pains me to see him overwork himself sometimes. i just want to serve him and help him any way possible. his smile is so perfect too. and-"
the butler was too stunned to speak.
he heard you rant on about how perfect he is and how he's your ideal person. definite confidence boost. and you're still going!
he's seen so many realities but he's never bothered to look for a reality where you and him got together.
despite him having a small (huge) crush on you, he's been a bit hesitant to see if you'd ever end up together. what if it's not this timeline and the both of you get together? he didn't want to have to change anything just for his own selfish desires.
now he doesn't have to!
you said you love him and he loves you too!
he's a logical person, a smart one. he knows that the best time would be when you're alone, so probably not at this gathering.
what he decides to do is invite you to the castle for a baking lesson, something you've been asking for. it be easy to confess in the kitchen where you'd both be in a comfortable atmosphere.
he has to physically stop himself from looking into the future to see the confession. he wants it to be a surprise!
the day arrives and he eagerly waits in the kitchen for your arrival. you do notice that barbatos is a bit excited and flustered. he can't wait to bake with you, he claims.
you believe him of course, and a little later during the baking date, you two are talking and laughing.
he figures that now would be a great time to confess.
"[name]," he calls out while making the frosting. "yep?" you reply absent-mindedly while mixing the caramel on the stove. "i do recall you saying that i was your ideal person at the gathering. oh, and your rambling about how perfect i was," he wasn't even looking at you. you stopped stirring the caramel, instead staring at him while becoming flustered.
"it was quite interesting hearing you ramble on about what you like about me. i do have to say, i find it quite endearing. and i must say, you're my ideal type as well. i love you, truly, darling. [name], don't forget to stir the caramel. we don't want it to burn, do we?"
SIMEON: THE AFFECTIONATE ANGEL
"my type is someone caring and affectionate. someone sweet and smart. basically simeon. i love him so much!"
queue the blushing for this sweet soul.
haha, someone better tell luke he's gotta new parent.
he's ecstatic to hear that he's your type, because you're his type too.
okay, but in all seriousness, he has no idea how to react.
should he wait? confront you now? ah, someone help him!
he decides now is the best time, no need to procrastinate, right?
he thinks about a love letter instead, but decides that a verbal confession would be better.
he pulls you from asmo, asking to talk to you privately.
asmo wiggles his eyebrows slightly suggestively.
the timing was suspicious to you. right after you tell asmo that you like simeon, he comes over and wants to talk to you?
worst case scenario: he heard you and wants to tell you that he doesn't like you. or worse, he only sees you as just a friend.
you're a bit panicked. but even if he doesn't like you, he'll let you down softly 'cause he's an angel, right?
" i didn't mean to eavesdrop or anything, but i heard you tell asmo that you like me - well, erm, that i'm your type. i just wanted to tell you that i like you as well. i find you also as a caring person and you're ( good describing characteristics)! that's what i like about you. i really do love you, [name]!"
SOLOMON: THE WITTY SORCERER
"i like solomon. he's mysterious but also strong and smart. it might also help that we're the only two humans down here. i just love him so much."
he liked more than he'd admit what you said about him.
mysterious? he wouldn't consider himself as such, but he likes it.
he already knew he had an advantage over all the other for being human, but he's glad to hear it from your mouth.
solomon approaches head on.
asmo knows about his crush on you, and now asmo knows about your crush on him.
he confesses to you in front of asmo. he couldn't care less if the lustful demon saw.
he does enjoy seeing you get flustered as he confesses
"ah, [name], it seems we feel the same way about each other. i do love you as well, dear."
brothers version: here ["my type is," brothers]
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violetduchess · 1 year
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MC: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it
Barbatos: Just rip the bandage off.
MC: It's Diavolo.
Barbatos: Put the bandage back on.
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Okay but assuming Barbatos is Nightbringer:
• Because the intro is about a demon who helped a lost human and that demon was Barbatos, which heavily parallels the story of Adam & Nightbringer.
• All the doors in the opening
• Time travel being Barbatos's thing
• Nightbringer telling MC that about his connection to time, the past/present/future
But present Barbatos is the one helping Solomon bring MC back to the present
And past Barbatos didn't seem to know anything about MC, seemed genuinely surprised that they were Solomon's apprentice
BUT
• Past Barbatos seems to want MC to stay in the Devildom even if it's against Diavolo's wishes
• Past Barbatos told Solomon & MC where Beel was so they could free him
• Nightbringer wants to keep MC in the past longer because there's something they want MC to do. And past Barbatos has the motives to keep them in the Devildom longer;
-> Diavolo is struggling in his position
-> The brothers don't trust Diavolo so there's a lot of tension there
-> The Devildom itself is in a fragile state because of mixed views about the presence of the brothers
-> The brothers themselves are struggling and very obviously need help
So, while I genuinely don't know who Nightbringer is, the most obvious choice so far is past Barbatos even if there's also some evidence against it being him
What I'm trying to say is that it'll be really funny if
past Barbatos saw what a fucking mess the brothers are, decided they needed someone who could handle them and provide therapy, and then plucked our idiot from the present
Like he literally messaged them like "hey you know this lot? Great you can handle their shit then"
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rui-drawsbox · 1 year
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awesrdtfyguhbjin I originally wasn't going to request at all bc I have a feeling that you're getting drowned with maid request... So I hesitantly would like to ask for either Yuzuru, Ibara, or Barbatos in a Meiji period Japan/western mix maid outfit, if that's alright with you! [In case you need reference!: https://twitter.com/paxiti/status/865612735320649728?lang=zh-Hant]
choosing barbatos cuz i never drew him before (i hope you meant om barbatos bc the only other barbatos i know is Venti lmao)
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jackalopesao3 · 3 months
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The Real Real Cocytus Hall Collapsed:
This actually gave me real insight as to why Solomon is culinary challenged. Fair warning: Solomon roast ahead! It’s all in good fun and this WW gave me a laugh! I do enjoy Solomon’s character a lot!
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A plastic bag? In the oven?! You know what happens to plastic bags in the oven?! I feel like I can’t say anything because I mistook wax paper for cooking sheets and made my house super smoky once.
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(They were melting chocolate.)
You set the chocolate on fire?! Chocolate isn’t hard to melt! I can’t bake very well but I help my mother and melting chocolate and butter is something even I can do. There are several different ways you can do it too. With the microwave, it’s pretty self-explanatory.
Now, you have likely burnt chocolate with your melted chocolate. Why can’t you just follow the directions?
But wait…this gets so much worse!
(Read More due to length)
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Shadow newt intestines?! Muddy spice?! Did Barbatos say to add any of those? No!
In all fairness they could be legit Devildom food but they could also be alchemy ingredients (or, most likely, both).
Sir, this isn’t your science experiment!
We all know alchemy ingredients can have unwanted effects. Also, assuming muddy spice tastes…muddy? That with the newt intestines is not going to be a pleasant flavor for the dessert.
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Isn’t it easier and quicker just to sift it than to recite a whole ass spell?! This is just arrogance. Magic isn’t always better. We already know some lingering magic gets mixed into whatever the old man cooks when he pulls stunts like this.
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Delicious?!
Delicious?!
Get out of here with your deadass tastebuds, grandpa!
Magic can be an absolute must for sorcerers in their careers and yet be separated from cooking and baking. It doesn’t need to be in every aspect of your life, especially when proven time after time to cause disastrous results. Remember when your cooking sent MC back in time?!
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Pics taken moments before disaster strikes.
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Oh Luke, what was that noise indeed? I believe it was the death cry of any hope that MC had for a relaxing afternoon. No wait, that’s just the poor oven finally succumbing to probably centuries (I mean he’s stayed there before) of Solomon’s torture.
RIP Good Soldier - You fought bravely
Barbatos has the tired mom look. He didn’t need to use his powers to know this would happen. Someone please give this man a vacation.
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Funny that you think there’s a kitchen left to check on, Barb. MC is probably trying to scramble out of the sinkhole that was once Cocytus Hall. The oven exploding probably opened up a rift in space/time.
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(un)Fortunately, Luke, Solomon is immortal. He will live to torture us yet again with his cooking. 🤣
Conclusion: It’s not that he can’t cook, or that he’s clueless. Solomon’s hubris from being a sorcerer (magic will make it better!) and dependence on magic (I strongly believe he’s dependent on it at this point) are the reason for his disastrous dishes.
Solomon, you silly old man, I love you but you gotta get with the times and stop using magic for everything!
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kitkat11602 · 1 year
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Summer Festival | Lucifer
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synopsis: While accompanying you around the Summer Festival, Lucifer thought it would be best to make sure he wouldn't lose you in the crowds, unfortunately for him, his pan backfired.
cw: y/n being a menace, Mephisto on Lucifer hate, not proofread, they/them pronouns used to describe y/n
a/n: after Nightbringer, I needed some non-angsty Lucifer time 😭
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Lucifer sighed for the umpteenth time, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked around the area. Searching through the crowds of people for his lost human who had seemed to wonder off while he had his back turned. 
You were the one that said you wanted something to eat, and yet, you were the one that had meandered away from him. So, in an annoyed fashion, he carelessly left the food he had bought for you with Beelzebub. Though he knew that it would no longer be there when he came back, he assured himself that that would simply be your punishment for having disappeared. 
The Summer festival was one that was common in Devildom, having happened every year ever since Lucifer could remember. With different stalls selling food and merchandise, it was often a festival that his younger brother’s were most excited for each year. 
And with it being your first time in Devildom, your first time going to the Summer festival, the brother’s made sure to hype it up as much as they possibly could. 
Satan telling you about one particular stall that sold books, ones that you would have never thought to exist. Asmo ranting about the many different clothes stalls, praising some while critiquing others. And lastly, Beel had spoken highly of the many different food stalls that would be there, drooling in hunger as he spoke. 
Indeed the brother’s had wanted to make your very first Summer festival special, but the moment you all had arrived they split off to do their own things, leaving you alone with the eldest brother. 
Which was fine with Lucifer, he didn’t mind being the one to accompany you around the festival. But the further along you both walked, the more quickly he was able to realize how easily distracted you got. He barely had time to finish introducing one stall before you would begin to wander off to the next, so it was safe to say that Lucifer would be getting his steps in today. 
It was only when the both of you had walked past a stand selling balloons, sizes ranging from small to big, on a stick to on a long strand of plastic. It was only then that Lucifer had an idea, one that he would surely laugh at if someone were to try it on him. 
“Y/N,” He spoke, stopping you from going any further into the crowd. Pulling you into his side, he glanced up at the different varieties of balloons, his eyebrows knitted together in thought. 
“You’re gonna get a balloon?” You asked, tilting your head to the side in confusion at his sudden interest in the balloon stand. 
“Hm,” He hummed in response, raising a hand and pointing at the large dark blue balloons floating about two feet above the stand. “Two of those.” The owner of the stand nodded his head, getting to work on untying the balloons for the Avatar of Pride. 
“I don’t get it.” You shrugged your shoulders, wiggling out of his hold and about to take off down the street like you had been before. 
“Eh, not so fast.” Lucifer called out, pulling out his wallet, he passed a few grimm to the owner before grabbing the balloons that you assumed he got for himself. But when he approached you, picking up one of your hands and tying the strings around your wrist, he smiled in amusement. “There,” He sighed, “Now when you wander off, I’ll be able to find you.” Dropping your hand back down to your side, Lucifer chuckled to himself before brushing past you to continue onward. 
Lifting your wrist into your eyesight, you could feel the balloons tugging to go higher, your gaze lingered on the wrappings around your wrist. “But Lucifer, I won’t wander off, I swear!” You whined, begging for him to remove the balloons for you, complaining that every time you moved your arm they bumped into your head. 
“Won’t wander off, my ass.” Lucifer cursed, his eyes narrowed when he finally caught sight of two dark blue balloons bouncing in the distance. Breaking through the crowd, Lucifer darkly approached the balloons, ready to lecture you all through the night for having the audacity to go back on your words. But what he found at the other end of the balloon’s was not what he expected, and it certainly was not who he attached them to in the first place. 
“Ah, Lucifer.” Mephistopheles spoke harshly, his glare making those around cower in fear. “Your human ambushed me and tied these to me, care to explain what that is about?” He spit, holding his wrist up to show Lucifer the poorly tied knot around Mephisto’s wrist. “Do you truly have no control in your own household? First your brother’s go around raising chaos all over Devildom, and now your human.” Mephisto’s expression shifted into one of amusement, chuckling to himself as he looked away from the eldest brother. “Would be a shame if Lord Diavolo were to find out about-” 
“Where did they go?” Lucifer asked, interrupting Mephisto’s sentence causing the magenta haired male to scoff in displeasure. 
“How should I know, I’m not their babysitter.” Swiftly turning around, Mephisto strode away, trying to undo the knot you had created while weaving through the crowd. 
“Run, hurry!” 
Lucifer abruptly snapped his head to the side, catching a glimpse of the back of your head running away from his direction, dragging along his younger, white haired brother with you. 
“Foolish human…” Lucifer muttered, exhaling heavily as he only watched you run away. A smirk slowly grew across his face, his heartbeat quickening for only a moment as he began forward. Fully intending on catching you and teaching you a lesson for misbehaving, “You cannot possibly outrun me…you are mine after all.” 
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unknown--author · 1 year
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Nightbringer Prologue
Okay, I just watched the new prologue Nightbringer trailer and WOW! The art style is different and I love how Solomon is narrating! I've seen some people posting theories for it. So, I decided to give my own little opinions.
First let's go off things before we start theorizing:
Barbs is the demon, that is confirmed by video. There's nothing much to be said about that.
The human is MOST LIKELY not Solomon. Barbatos met him when he was on the verge of death after he was summoned by a unique spell. In the video, it doesn't seem like the human has one foot in the grave, they just seem sad.
The human is also not likely to be MC. The Devs try their hardest to give the MC no appearance whatsoever. So why start now?
Theories:
Solomon is the king. Someone else pointed this out, but the demon was summoned by the king. Not called on, brought forth, summoned. The only person to have a pact with Barbatos? Solomon. Also, in the original mythology, Solomon is a wise king.
The Demon King is the king. He's the only character to be called upon with the title. It would make sense, Barbatos is/was a servant for him. And people are usually summoned before a king if they need to speak with him.
The human is Lilith. I haven't seen anyone else bring this up. The only other human that could possibly be in that time period, that we know of, is Lilith. The human seems young and feminine. Considering the inferred time period, Lilith would be young because Diavolo would have just made her human. Also, while years may seem long to humans, it has been said that those years pass in the blink of an eye for demons and angels. It is very possible Lilith was a few years into her human life when the story takes place.
But on that note, we also don't know what period this took place. Was is after the brother's fall? Before? How long before or after?
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