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a-local-idiots-shitpost · 5 months

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the poor Unpopular dudes-Belphegor

yeah I can kinda guess why but he´s only second most unpopular but you guys just really have something against my poor wife Asmo T-T I´m still not over him being the least popular

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because the RAD Newspaper held a popularity contest that was rigged you tried to do one of your own, it was just you using Magic to get a piece of paper with the name of all the important people you know on it which would return on it´s own after somebody answered it and you don´t know what you anticipated but it was not this that is for sure

I mean you know some people don´t like Belphegor but still seeing him last in a popularity poll was kinda surprising, even better unlike some people you know he won´t care about it so there is no reason for you to worry about anything

“hey Belphie! do you want to see something!?” did you have to scream? no because he´s once again using you as a nap buddy but you don´t think he would have woken up, I mean he might not wake up anyway but it was still worth a try

you saw him move around a bit but it doesn´t seem like he´s fully awake, you tried to wake him again but he managed to cover his ears with his pillow and now he leaves you no choice and forced you to the worst thing of all taking the blanket away from him, this would wake him up enough for you to talk with him and hate you for like a day but it would be worth it

when you managed to get the blankets out of his grasp he slowly began to wake up and was conscious enough for you to have a conversation with him, he was glaring at you and looked like he would have loved nothing more than to murder you, to bad he doesn´t get a second chance for it

“how many times do I have to tell you to stop waking me up” he´s pouting, grumpy and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes all in all he looks really adorable right now, not like you would tell him because he would take advantage of the fact and you have no idea what he could be planning

“a lot more if you want it to work” he just yawned and made himself comfortable again almost like he forgot you woke him up and would do so again, you shook him so he would stay awake and told him you wanted to show him something

“I already saw your stupid popularity poll and I don´t care that nobody likes me I don´t like them either” you grinned “and what if I told you I voted you as the least like person to”

he covered himself with the blanket again and tried to force you to lay down too “I know your lying you would have voted Lucifer as the least liked person just like me and Satan did”

“awww how did you know?”

he just snuggled closer to you and made sure you wouldn´t be allowed to move again “your part of the Anti Lucifer League that´s all the proof I need” aaand he´s asleep again and your stuck in a comfy and fluffy prison, eh isn´t the worst sleepover with Belphie you ever had so it sin´t that bad, you made yourself comfortable, gave Belphie a kiss on his forehead and fell asleep yourself

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me fic #obey me fanfiction #obey me fanfic #obey me belphegor #belphegor avatar of sloth

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anti-lucifer-league · 2 years

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Hello again!! Could you do a headcanon with the obey me brothers (with GN!MC) who casually uses pet names??

I have no idea if you meant the obey me bros to use pet names or MC but imma do Mc calling that and if you meant the other way, HMU and I’ll make a second!! (I kinda want to anyway~~~~)

Obey Me Bro’s With MC Who Casually Uses Petnames

Lucifer

What to call him…? Daddy.

Nah but seriously you gonna call him babe or hon.

If it’s in front of his brothers? You’re definitely calling him baby.

He instantly focuses on you and will probably do anything you ask

“Babe where’s that one album I bought last year?”

He loves it.

Mammon

Goes red, brain implodes. He literally cannot compute.

“Honey baby pass your wallet.”

He’s red and mutters BS like “ugh it’s not like I like it when you call me that or anything…”

Loves it pt.2

The brothers tease him but he couldn’t care less when you look at him like that.

Leviathan

“Levi? Bunny baby? Honey? Boo? Pass the controller, muffin.”

He doesn’t answer. he’s in fake tears with his face burning at 100 degrees.

Can’t work out if he’s embarrassed or super happy

Envy? Nah everyone’s envying him right now.

Satan

Kitten? Hell yeah.

“Kitten where’d you put my library book after you finished?”

He’s calm and composed but…

Def loves it so much

Kisses your hand or fore head in response

Subtle hugs

Asmodeus

the second you say baby or babe to him he’s adoring you

“Mi amor can you-”

Showers you in affection and love. Adoration

He definitely uses pet names for you too.

Beelzebub

He does a :] face that means he loves it

“Teddy Bear, what’s for lunch?”

Goes silent.

“Teddy? Beel baby?“

Probably doesn’t realise you’re talking to him but you definitely make his heart flutter

Belphegor

DEFINITELY RESPONDS WELL TO PETNAMES

Call him candy. Call him soulmate. CALL HIM WIFEY FFS

“Wifey can you-”

“Wifey?” Leviathan mocks.

Belphegor shoots him a look of disdain, sliding up to you and slipping his arm around your shoulders

“I think MC gave me a great nickname~”

“You’re a guy.” Beelzebub neutrally states.

Belphie tutts. “Doesn’t matter.” His eyes sparkle at yours. “I’ll be MC’s wife no matter what~”

I KNOW I GOT CARRIED AWAY ASF FROM BELPHIES I KNOW BUT WHATEVER.

#anime #obey me #obey me reactions #obey me reader insert #obey me shall we date #asmodeus #belphegor #leviathan #mammon #reactions

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harunayuuka2060 · 2 years

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Asmo: Wow, Lord Diavolo! You look... Fine!

Beel: Yeah. You're standing.

Diavolo: *chuckles* Wife decided to stop after the third day when she saw that my body couldn't take another...*clears throat* So she just babied me on the remaining 27 days. *beams*

Belphie: Sister? Babying you? Isn't that a hard pill to swallow?

Mammon: Are you sure your brain is still intact, Lord Diavolo?

Diavolo: Do I look like I've lost my mind, Mammon?

Mammon: ...

Mammon: Yeah.

Lucifer: Stop it. Don't start a fight. Anyway, where is my sister?

Diavolo: Ah, she's with Eo and Barbatos. She had to check again if it would be safe for me to give birth in the future.

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Barbatos: As you can see here, Your Majesty. The magic will help him to take out the baby, so you needn't to worry about him experiencing immense pain.

MC: *sigh* I see. Alright. I'll be looking forward to my daughter that's going to be his womb.

Eo: Sister? Have you thought of a name?

MC: Not yet.

Eo: Hmm...*smiles* No. I think you've already decided for her name.

MC: Keep your mouth shut, Eo. And you too, Barbatos. I don't want that idiot to get excited.

Barbatos: Since too much emotion is bad for the bearer. *chuckles*

Eo: Barbatos... You're making sister mad on purpose...

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Luke: *choosing a suitable gift for a baby girl* What do you think about these shoes, Simeon?

Simeon: We don't know the baby's shoe size yet, but it would be a good idea to buy some.

Luke: Hm! Okay!

Simeon: *smiles*

Michael: Um, Simeon? Can we talk for a second?

Simeon: Is there something wrong, Michael?

Michael: *sigh* Luke, I will borrow Simeon for a moment. Please continue to choose the gifts that you want and I'll pay for it.

Luke: Really?! Thank you, Michael!

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Simeon: So, what is it that you want to talk about?

Michael: I will go straight to the point. Father wants his first daughter to return. And in doing so, her future baby has to die.

Simeon: What?!

Michael: That's something they've had decided in the Inner Celestial Council. They see the child as a threat.

Simeon: But Michael... Sister has already cut her ties on father—

Michael: Father doesn't feel the same, Simeon. For him, MC is still his daughter.

Simeon: Then why does he want to kill his future granddaughter?!

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Diavolo: Wife? Don't you want to lie with me in our bed?

MC: No. You're pregnant and you should keep all the spaces by yourself.

Diavolo: But wife... I don't have a baby bump yet.

MC: ...

Diavolo: ...

Diavolo: Please, wife... I want you to cuddle me.

MC: *clicks her tongue and gets up and moves to his side* There, are you satisfied?

Diavolo: *smiles* Thank you, wife. Even though sometimes, it seems that I'm forcing you.

MC: *scoffs* As if you could force me to begin with. I'm only being considerate because of your condition.

Diavolo: Wife... *buries his head on her chest*

MC: I want you to be comfortable on the best possible way I could.

#obey me #obey me mc #obey me diavolo #obey me brothers #obey me simeon #obey me michael #obey me luke #obey me barbatos #obey me oc eo #eldest sister!mc

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diavolosthots · 3 years

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DARK DECEPTION CHAPTER 15

READ CHAPTER 14 HERE

Warnings: choking, threats

Pairing(s): no pairs, Diavolo, Barbatos, Beelzebub, Lucifer

“Where is she?!” To say he was angry is an understatement. Two hours. He was gone for two hours and you were left in Barbatos’ care with all the doors locked. He didn’t think you’d be stupid enough to jump off the balcony, either, but apparently he was wrong, considering the doors to the balcony were open and you were gone. You couldn’t have done it alone, though, but Barbatos swore that, although Beelzebub was there, he was with him the whole time. Hell, even if Beelzebub wasn’t, he doesn’t know his way around the castle like that. It just doesn’t make sense to him. You shouldn’t have survived the fall but there was no blood anywhere so someone must have taken you. Maybe one of the guards betrayed him? Possible. Right now, Diavolo is just seething with anger though and every time he thinks someone might know something, he’s met with empty answers and another dead body lying in front of him. If Michael hadn’t distracted him… “Angels?” No… no he would sense if an angel was in the Devildom. They stand out and Michael was the only one with him.

“Damnit!” “You know, anger won’t help you think.” Beel. God, he’s such a buffoon, still eating his crab cakes as if his Queen didn’t just get kidnapped. “No offense, but you’re not helping my case, Beelzebub. Tell me again what you were doing here.” This is probably the sixteenth time Beel had to tell his story, forced to follow Barbatos and Diavolo around the Devildom in search for you, but at least he had his crab cakes. “I told you. I couldn’t stop thinking about those crab cakes from the wedding… I took all of them home the day of the wedding but I ate them all and Lucifer told me not to bother you for more.” Honestly, none of that is actually a lie. Those crab cakes were heavenly and he did inhale pretty much all of them in a matter of seconds. “I just figured since it’s been a while since then, Barbatos may have time.” And he did. Barbatos had way too much time but that was on Diavolo. He knows he can’t blame the Butler. All he told him was to keep anyone away from you and to bring food at the required meal times. That’s it. Diavolo didn’t like Barbatos to be with you for too long because although the demon never betrayed him, he just doesn’t want you to smell like anyone other than him.

A deep growl escaped Diavolo, his wings twitching behind him. It was a natural instinct to switch into his demon form the minute he was notified of your disappearance and sadly, a lot of people had to suffer because of it. “Can I go home now?” “No!” Why was he taking Beel along again? The guy was of no use. He seemed innocent and he was with Barbatos the whole time, too, “unless…. Tell me where your brothers were, Beel.” Beel stiffened slightly but kept a poker face; no way was he going to rat them out. “Probably at the house? Asmo might have gone to the spa.” Seems believable, right? “Are you sure?” Beel nodded. Of course he knew better, but not even he knew where Lucifer took you. The guy didn’t say anything, but if he had to guess, maybe back to earth? “I doubt Belphie ever left his room and you know that just as well as I do.” Diavolo knew, yes. If Belphegor ever willingly moved, everyone needed to find shelter because something is wrong. “Okay. So you were with my servant, Asmo may have been at the spa, and Belphegor was sleeping. What about the other four?”

“I’m assuming Levi was in his room, he’s just like Belphie after all.” Makes sense. Diavolo nodded, crossing his arms and motioning toward Beel to go on. “Mammon…. I don’t know. I haven’t seen him since yesterday, if I’m being honest.” So Mammon is a suspect. The thought of that demon gambling you off or something may seem ridiculous but it makes Diavolo angry and he’s digging his fingers into his skin, “next. Satan?” Beelzebub shrugged. Has he ever really known anything about Satan? “We don’t hang out a lot…. But he does make some mean ice coffee! He always puts extra whipped cream on mine and sometimes he drizzles me a heart with some choco---” “Beelzebub.” embarrassment rushed through the glutton when Barbatos called him out on his rambling and Diavolo was glaring daggers at him, putting Satan on the suspect list too. “And Lucifer.” Beel looked up, right at Diavolo, although his face was just as stern as the King’s. “I’m guessing he was in his office.” “guessing?” Beel nods, starting to glare because if it wasn’t for Diavolo, none of this would be happening in the first place, “I don’t know if you noticed but you took something from him.”

A laugh escaped the Demon Lord, but it wasn’t a laugh felt in the heart, no. It was just… insensitive. Emotionless. It was merely a sound. “He got over it.” Beel narrowed his eyes because he knew better than that, “He has been holed up, drowning himself in paperwork more than usual.” Because of you, is what Beel meant to add. Lucifer meant a lot to the guy. Lucifer helped Beel a lot and he always believed in him; he always found a way to cheer for Beel. The least Beelzebub can do is acknowledge his brother’s feelings. “He literally never leaves his office anymore, and if he does, it’s to eat a few crumbs of food. I have to finish his plate for him.” “I’m sure that’s not a real issue to you, Beelzebub.” Never. Never has Beel wanted to commit violence like he does right now. Diavolo calls Lucifer his best friend and yet he backstabbed him. He lied to him. And now he’s making fun of the guy. What a great friend he is.

But Beel knew better than to talk back. He won’t say anymore in fear of spilling something. “So Mammon and Satan are suspects, Barbatos. Remember that.” What? Beel’s eyes grew wide momentarily and he stepped up, almost getting in Diavolo’s face until Barbatos stopped him, “what? You don’t think they’d have anything to do with this?!” Diavolo looked at him, almost unimpressed, and brushed Barbatos’ hand away from between them, stepping up too until he almost bumped his horns against Beel’s head, “no one is not a suspect, Beelzebub. But I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt and admit that Satan was more likely it than Mammon. The latter doesn’t really have the brains to plan this out, has he?” A growl escaped Beel. Although Mammon could be stupid, and all of his brothers knew that, Beel didn’t like that Diavolo talked to him like that. His fists clenched, as did his teeth, but he’s trying to hold back. “Mammon might not be as smart as Satan, but he isn’t completely dumb, either.” “So you think he could have done it? Interesting. Didn’t think you’d rat your own brother.” What? Beel blinked in confusion, leaning back a bit. “Maybe they worked together….” Diavolo went on and that’s when Beel started to realize that the guy is stalling; he’s playing a game.

“It’s not just a coincidence that you were there during that time, Beelzebub, is it?” More confusion rushed through him and he gave Diavolo exactly that face. “What do you mean?” “Fine. I’ll play your game. You were a distraction, weren’t you?” A cold shiver ran down his spine but he kept his face of confusion as best as he could. How could Diavolo possibly know? No. He couldn’t. “You see, I thought it was odd that Michael wanted to talk to me. Granted, I needed to talk to the guy anyway and I rather not have the celestial realm on my back all the time about keeping a human. It was a conversation long overdue and desperately needed. It seemed normal enough, although I deemed his timing off. But then…. Then I come home and find my wife gone, which I’m sure you know is not just treason against myself, but also kidnapping and potential murder of the Queen, depending on what happened, and maybe an heir.” Heir? No. No way you’re pregnant. Just the thought is disgusting to him and he hopes it’s not true. “It’s too soon to tell, so maybe that charge will be off the criminal’s back.” Thank father; Beel let out a sigh of relief. Maybe stress caused you to never fall pregnant, let's hope.

“Then, you happen to be oh so conveniently there at a time that I’m not, and you’re thinking that I believe this is all a coincidence? Beelzebub, I’m not sure if you’re aware, but I know everything.” Barbatos. Beel’s eyes glanced at the butler before glancing back at Diavolo, who’s smirking now. “That’s right. Truthfully, I am hurt that my dearest friend would betray me like that, but I suppose it is payback. I don’t think he would hurt her, either. After all, he does hold a soft spot for her. However, there’s still one problem.” His smirk dropped and he grabbed Beelzebub by the throat, anger radiating through him again as he spoke through clenched teeth, “Barbatos can’t see where she is. He can’t see Lucifer either, which means he protected himself. You, Beelzebub, are going to tell me exactly where they are and in return, I’ll drop all charges against you and force you to only watch one of your beloved brothers die. If you don’t, I won’t hesitate to snap your neck, but not before I rip your brothers to shreds, starting with your favorite, Belphegor.” “Drop him, Diavolo. He doesn’t know anything.” Lucifer. Beel’s eyes landed behind Diavolo to watch the guy. Black. Gold. So that’s where he went. The smirk returned to Diavolo’s lips as he dropped Beelzebub back down, turning to face his dearest friend.

“Welcome home, friend.”

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sneksandfish · 3 years

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Aertha x Satan (Part 2) - Angst || Obey Me!

WARNING! **Descriptive Gore/Mental Breakdowns**

Thank you for reading! Please read the previous post for context. Here’s the epilogue. ______________________ Satan sat in front of a picture frame that showed himself and Aertha, then looked at the ripped portrait that showed them on their wedding day. She's dead.

It’s all your fault.

You did this.

He took in a breath and looked away from the ripped portrait that barely showed properly how beautiful Aertha was that day. His knees curled up to his chest and burying his head into his knees. His books were tattered, the bedsheets ripped, and there practically wasn't a single thing in his room that wasn't broken. Looking at the mirror that was in fragments, he can barely make out through blurred eyes how much of a mess he was.

For starters, Solomon was forever put into a realm of loneliness, the 9th circle of hell. Where there was nothing but himself. They were able to hold a proper funeral for Aertha. Although there was no body, there was a closed coffin and the grimoire was never to be seen again thanks to Diavolo and Barbatos.

His brothers seem fine, not remembering the memory at all, only concerned for the fourth born. So if Satan were to vent it out, the brothers would only feel despair and terror rotting them away at the core. As much as Satan spites them, he can't bear to see his brothers wallow in guilt. He's a rotting mess of guilt and can't even eat properly, cursing at how his brothers are able to live on properly, amnesia on their minds.

Dark circles shaped Satan's eyes as he finally got his stiff limbs to move and look at himself in the broken glass. His figure skinnier than ever and lips chapped. He looked at the picture of them together and sighed.

"...I did this..."

"And so you did,"

Satan looked up, feeling more awake than ever, seeing Aertha's red eyes behind him, her hands on his shoulders.

They feel cold.

"I'm sure you had a lovely time eating my thumb, didn't you Satan?"

"Aertha..."

"Satan, you sure looked like you had such a fun time watching your brothers eat parts of me. Bit by bit, little by little,"

"...I didn't."

Aertha walked around the room, twirling a strand of her hair, "You see...I thought you loved me."

Satan reached out towards her, noticing how parts of her chipped away, slowly. Bit by bit, little by little to her flesh, "I do love you though! Aertha... Aertha please."

"Satan, I'm not an idiot."

"Aertha..."

"Satan, I'm not a fool either, you're so weak willed..."

"...Aertha?"

"You're so weak willed," She turned to him, the bone of her cheek exposed, "You couldn't even pull yourself together when I asked you to! I'm your wife Satan! Your lover!!! I out of all people should've made you snapped out of it!!!" Blood dripped from her clothes and onto the floor, "And this is what you do to me?! You stab me in the heart?!" blood then dripped from her mouth, "Stab me in the heart without a word?! NOT EVEN AN I LOVE YOU AS I DIED?!"

Satan is curled up on the floor, begging for her to stop, begging for her to have mercy on him, begging for her to go away and that he's sorry for what he did. His hands over his ears and tears streaked down on his face. He can feel how angry she is. He can feel how resentful she is. His breathing hitches in unsteady rates and his heart pounding in his ears.

He's scared. He's so scared.

"Aertha... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... I'm sorry I couldn't snap out of it... I'm sorry that I'm like this... I'm sorry I couldn't rescue you... help me... I'm sorry... please help me... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... Aertha I'm sorry... please forgive me..."

"...Satan."

He looked up to see her red eyes cold and unloving, "You think I can forgive you for what you did? Are you bullshitting me?" She pulled his head back by the hair, "Are you really asking me for forgiveness? Pull yourself together you foolish demon!"

"I'm sorry..."

"You're sorry? WHERE IS THE PROOF THAT YOU'RE SORRY SATAN?! WHERE IS IT?! CAUSE I KNOW IT'S NOT WHEN YOU'RE HALLOWED UP IN YOUR ROOM DOING JACKSHIT." Satan is sobbing, begging for her to stop, someone to stop her.

"Satan. You're pathetic. Oh so pathetic. I should be happy that you've dumbed yourself down to this level, but I'm not. I'm not impressed."

Satan is barely breathing as she says the next words, watching her cry.

"Why did I even marry you? I should've never married you in the first place."

Something snaps in him, he wants to believe this is all imaginary and all a dream. Maybe he was delusional from not drinking enough water. Maybe he didn't eat enough, sleep enough, or maybe he is sleeping! The line of reality and fantasy blurs heavily as Aertha starts crumbling, and so does he.

He doesn't know how long he's been on the floor, confused, sobbing, crying, ringing in his ears, but he knows it's not healthy at all.

They could've had a beautiful daughter as he promised on their wedding day named Liselotte, grow old together, make more memories, cherish the old, make the new, be there for her, care for her, the family memories they could've had but it all died with Aertha.

And it's all because of him.

Everything he wanted died.

Small ringing in his ears formed voices. Voices so loud he couldn't ignore anymore. Varying voices, male and female, taunting him out of his room.

"You killed us."

"Take responsibility."

"You did this Satan! You!!!"

"You let your brothers eat us?! Are you kidding me?!"

"I couldn't do everything I wanted because of you."

He grabs the sword he killed Aertha with.

"I could've had a future with the person I loved,"

"You ruined our dreams. Our hopes!"

"I can't believe you..."

"I believed in you!"

He drags it along the floor, following where his instincts wanted him to, straight into Mammon's room.

"Hey? Hey Satan! What are you doing?! Satan what are you doing with that sword?! SATAN?! SATAN!"

"I loved you."

And he stabs Mammon straight into the heart without a word.

He didn't know when Mammon's cries died down and his body flumped to the seat, neither when the brothers entered his room, seeing the deed he's done. The floor stained red, the couch stained red, hands on the floor and blood gushing out. The brothers could only look at Satan, slow terror and anger rising in their blood as they turned into their demon forms. Satan could only scoff.

"Do you know what I had to bear with alone my dear brothers?"

"You can tell us later, for now, we're going, Levi call an ambulance for Mammon." Levi nodded, pulling out his phone.

Satan stabbed Mammon's eye, straight through the sunglasses, "No I don't think you will,"

"Satan stop!" Asmo yelled out.

"DO YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I HAD TO BEAR WITH ALONE?! My dead wife yelling at me?!"

He lunged towards Belphegor, making sure that sword was stuck between Belphie's head, "ABUSING ME?!" He felt the a force shove him into a wall, the sword for sure making a scar on the 7th born's head, "TELLING ME SHE SHOULD'VE NEVER MARRIED ME?! DO YOU ALL KNOW HOW THAT FEELS?! DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY?!"

"Shut up Satan," Beel placed a hand on his head, trying to ignore the loud maniacal laughter Belphegor let out then flopped to the side, trying to stop the blood by Leviathan's jacket.

"No! You shut up! I'm sure you really liked Aertha's body for a meal! Didn't you?! YOU DIDN'T HESITATE TO EAT HER ALL UP UNTIL I SNAPPED OUT OF IT AND STOPPED YOU!"

"...What?" Beel felt empty and panicked, "...Satan...what?"

Satan got the sword and slashed Beel's neck, "YOU HEARD ME YOU FUCKING GLUTTON! YOU ATE THE ONLY PERSON WHO UNDERSTOOD ME THE MOST!"

"Satan, get a hold of yourself!"

"Shut the fuck up. Just shut the fuck up! JUST SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!"

Asmodeus threw a perfume bottle at Satan, hoping it hit his head, "You didn't have to harbor all of that to yourself you damn idiot! You could've told us! YOU COULD'VE TOLD ALL OF US AND WE ALL COULD'VE SUFFERED WITH YOU!"

Satan stood there shocked. Then shook his head, then thought about it again, kicking Beel away from the sword, "You fucking fool of a narcissist..."

"Excuse me?"

The 4th born looked up, drenched in blood, sweat and tears, "I couldn't do that to you...if what happened then made me like this, then what about all of you?"

Asmo held a hand out for Satan and seconds later without a breath in his lungs, that hand was cut off. The screaming his throat and visible wrist bone popping out as he finally screamed and let it all out.

"...I couldn't say this to you before...But you looked fucking ugly when you ate Aertha's arm," He looked at Leviathan and Lucifer, the two of them backing up. He looked at the bodies and maniacally laughed, "Lucifer!!! Oh darling Lucifer! What are you going to do now?!"

He spread his arms out and laughed to himself, "Everyone is bleeding, Beel can't breathe, Belphie is bleeding out...Is Mammon dead?" He kicked Mammon's head like it was a soccer ball and Lucifer winced at how it cracked in an awful noise, "...Well now he is,"

Leviathan carefully backed up, "Satan...Satan please..."

"Satan will do what for you brother Levi? What will Satan do for you? Give you mercy?" He placed his bloodied hands on Leviathan's cheek and slapped him right across the face, "That's fucking bullshit." Without knowing, Leviathan just collapsed onto the ground, breathless as he felt the slashes on his ankles, rendering him unable to move.

"Now you can't run or swim!"

"Satan, you're mourning, but you put this on yourself. You put this burden on yourself."

Satan scoffed, hands on his hips and glared at Lucifer, "That's not what everyone said when you hid the truth about Lilith for I don't know, a thousand years?" "Don't bring Lilith into this,"

"I don't know her anyway. I'll offend the dead a little longer Lucifer, spite everything you've liked and known."

Lucifer felt his patience snap into thin lines, fraying at each second that ticked on the grandfather clock. Taking off his jacket, he placed it over Mammon, closing his eyes with two fingers and breathing out an "I'm sorry" in a hushed whisper.

"Lucifer, I can hear the ambulances coming,"

"...So you can?"

Satan held the sword with two hands, "...Can't you just let me die...and maybe let me see my wife one last time?"

"...You fool. You want to see your wife after you've broken our family?"

"At least the problem is gone-"

"Satan, I'm not letting you die."

"...Honestly..." Satan held the sword by the handle, and made sure to make a large cut over Lucifer's face, diagonal, enough to cause a scar, "You fucking piss me off,"

Time ticks slowly as Satan sat on Mammon's bed, staining it with his hands, he looked at the ceiling and saw how lavishly peaceful Mammon lived, "...This is why he's foolish and an idiot..."

He looks over to the hallucination of Aertha who looked at him back, this time with gray eyes.

"...Are you satisfied love?"

"...If it's for you then yes I am,"

"...Can...Can you tell me that you love me?"

I want to live.

He paused, hearing another faint voice. He sat up from the gray sheets and listened and saw in blur.

"...Tani please, I want to live, don't let me die like this...You know I love you...right? ..Right?"

Tani please,

I want to live,

don't let me die like this...

Fuck off Solomon...Fuck off!

you wouldn't actually do this...

guys, snap out of it

...Do you...really hate me that much...

I should've died a lot earlier...

you know I love you, right?

He looked at the illusion, at Aertha's sad gray eyes, she sent him a smile, a sad but genuine one and closed her eyes, holding him with her two faded, cold hands. She didn't have to say anything because now Satan knew how she felt in her last moments.

Cold, alone, unloved, wishful, miserable.

The guilt piled up in heavy brick, choking on his words that he could never find. In the end, he hugged nothing but air, everything an illusion.

When he woke up, he found himself cold, alone, unloved, wishful, and miserable, hands chained to the wall. He wasn't dead, there was no such bitter sweet release like that where he was. He silently sobbed to himself, the hallucinations and voices gone.

He woke up devastated. //END// ___________________ Thanks for reading the oneshot!!! It’s greatly appreciated! Please read the other oneshot(s) I posted lol

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