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l3viat8an · 1 year
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Nightbringer spoilers
The differences in how they treated / talked about raising Satan are crazy- 😭
Obey me OG; “Yea, when Satan was born we all took turns taking care of him and helping him grow. But Lucifer spent the most time with him-“
Kinda sweet, they took care of the ‘baby’ demon-
Obey me nightbringer: “We wrapped him in chains and shoved that bitch into a locker!!”
WTF???-
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highwaytcheaven · 11 months
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MC: When there's an earthquake, coffins become underground maracas.
Satan: Thanks for that terrifying visual.
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moonchildjelly · 1 year
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So imagine...
U are in the bad mood because is no Internet connection on the House of Lamentations today
Basically u are all growded for fighting... Just to know u would be the strongest (for literally no reason except all were bored)
So u see on the living room Belphie sleeping hugged to the TV control
U wanna see what is airing on TV, basically u wanna do some zapping until your bad mood desapear at least...
So u try to stole the TV controller with out waking up the youngest demon because u know that will be a nightmare to u if someone wake up him from a nap
So u try in the most chill way take the control and substituing it with a pillow
But when u notice u see Satan and Levi betting if you're going to be well-succeeded or not
You just shake your head with a smile and u start trying again your little challenge
Basically u did it and Levi says in a tone almost inaudible "Yes!" when for a second u guys listen something odd from Belphie
Was a "stop"?
All of u tree freeze and that moment u see Belphie open the eyes and taking the money of the bet from Levi's hand and taking the control from your hands
U all gasp a audibly...
"No! Belphie!"
But for some reason now u tree wanna keep playing to - bet if y/n can do it
So u guys keep going until Lucifer stop u from burning the house
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multifand0m-gal0re · 2 years
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Y’all I saw this fabric at the store and all I could think of was making a blanket to gift to Satan😭 he would lose his mind
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plumkln · 7 months
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WHO LET HIM COOK❗️❗️🦅🦅😭😭
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5mary5 · 1 month
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Female mc visits the gynecologist
Obgyn:so are you sexually active?
Mc: yes
Obgyn: are you on birth control?
Mc: no
Obgyn: *looking at the 7 men that came with her for support 🤨* why?
Mc:....they are all infertile-
(This is written on the basis that demons cannot get humans pregnant btw)
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scorchingbread · 11 months
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Barbatos knows
Cw: afab!mc, pregnancy, mc x demon brothers (not all at once, just any one of them apply)
Imagine since Barbatos can see into the future he probably knows before anyone else that mc is pregnant with one of the demon brothers' kid. So he's stopping by the house of lamentation more keeping his eye on them. Also him fussing at the brothers when seeing mc work because "surely you're capable enough to clean this yourself, why make mc do it for you?" And everyone's just confused because normally he trusts mc more to do the work, even if it isn't an unfair statement.
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moon-kitsune · 1 year
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Lucifer: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them. Suggestions? Beelzebub, completely serious: Put spaghetti in it. Lucifer: I'm currently taking suggestions from literally anyone but you. Belphegor, smirking : Put spaghetti in it. Lucifer: I'm currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two. Satan, smirking even wider: Put spaghetti in it. Lucifer: I'm no longer taking suggestions.
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stupidlovergirl · 1 year
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Picture Perfect
They catch the fact that your lockscreen is a picture of them. Feat. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor Dev Notes: I think its really cute when friends and couples have each other as home screens.
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Lucifer doesn't like when people take photos, so imagine his surprise when he sees a picture of himself on a factory tour you two had taken a few weeks ago, smiling softly. he wonders when you took it, but he can't be mad, though. Not at you. When you come in looking for phone, Lucifer pretends he hasn't seen anything, but he knows when you unlock your phone and smile, your smiling at him.
When you asked Mammon to get your phone and tell Luke you'd be a minute or two late for your grocery trip, he'd didn't think he'd see a photo of him from a recent photo shoot. It was for a sneaker ad, with the camera closer to the ground, but still catching all of him. He was smiling cockily at the camera, sharp teeth on display. He knew you had liked it, but not this much. He's blushing, and it takes him a few moments to remember why he even had your phone. Quickly sending the text and giving you the phone, you knew he had seen with the red that covered his face. You just smiled and shook your head.
Leviathan changes his lock screen a lot. Every week, it changes to a different anime character he has became obsessed with. So imagine his surprise when instead of you having something similar, or just a pretty picture, it was him. It was from a con a few weeks ago. It was a photo of him and you in a group cosplay you two had done. He's smiling big, and so are you. Your looking more at him than the camera, with love in your eyes. It makes him flustered even thinking about it. Levi goes on to do what you had asked him. You didn't have the time to do your dailies, so you gave Levi your phone and just do whatever he wanted. You knew must have taken it to heart when the next time you have Levi's phone, you see a picture of yourself looking back.
Satan doesn't really change his lock screen, currently it's just a picture of a cat he has recently seen on the street that he has been feeding. Yet when he opened to look at your phone, he was surprised to see a picture of himself from a recent visit to a cat cafe. He was surrounded by the cats, smiling ear to ear. It makes him happy, thinking about the experience, and it makes him feel sentimental just seeing that you wanted to see him so much that you had set it to your home screen. You ask him was got his attention, and he turns to you and brings you into a hug. "Nothing, just thinking about how cute you are". It doesn't make sense until you see over his shoulder the photo of you kissing a kitty.
Asmodeus had just asked to see the photos you had taken of him from a event you two had attended the night before. When you gave him your phone, he unlocked it a couldn't help but gasp. "Oh! Your so cute!!" he squeals, going to hug you. You laughed at him.
"Asmo! What's this about!" you laugh, feeling his the kisses quickly pressed against your face and neck.
"A picture of me as your home screen! Just from the night before! You just love seeing me that much?" he teases, looking you with a smile
"Of course! Why wouldn't I want to see the most attractive demon in the Devildom every chance I got?" Asmo squeals and goes into another kiss attack
Beelzebub's phone was dead, so you had just given him yours to order his meal on AkUber on. "Just make sure to change the payment! I don't think I have enough to pay for your food on my card, love" is all you had told him. So when he had opened your phone and hit the app, he was satisfied with ordering he closed it. It was only then did he realize your home screen. It was a picture of him from a recent date night you two had. He was eating a pudding, smiling and a sparkle in his eye. It makes him smile. When he hands you your phone back, he places a kiss on your forehead and makes a mental note to change his to one of you so your matching.
Belphegor didn't even change his background from the basic one you get when you buy the phone. So he felt kind of bad when he saw a picture of him, sleeping in your bed, and even wearing your clothes. It makes him blush, and even feel a little shy. It is the simple things that make him feel your love,and the fact that you want to see him enough that you changed your lock screen to him it makes him feel giddy. He will never tell you, and you'll only figure it out if you have his phone yourself, but he also changes his lock screen to you also. He understands why you did it after, because seeing you never fails to make him smile.
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tu2tru · 1 month
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彡Falling Asleep On The Obey Me Brother's Shoulders ⋆·˚ ༘ *🔭
⸝⸝ ((sfw // no gendered words, pronouns, or names // no "y/n" / "m/c" (but its u ! ) // gender neutral // :)
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.ᐟ𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗋
You'd fall asleep on his shoulder as he's working on some very important paper work. Just you and him, alone, in a softly lit room. He's under some pressure, but your touch calms him down. He allows it to happen, with your presence allowing him to focus better. Whenever you do wake up, he'll check in on you, asking if you slept well.
.ᐟ 𝘔𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯
At first, he's a little shocked, but he quickly adapts. He's happy and excited at the way you fell asleep on his shoulder! He might even boast about it, feeling happy it was his shoulder and not anybody else's. He wants you to be comfortable, and will try to stay still, while also wrapping his arm around you and giving your head some soft kisses.
.ᐟ 𝖫𝖾𝗏𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇
VERY flustered. He tries to stay as still as possible. He's unsure what to do with himself, and his heart is beating very fast. Despite this, he doesn't want the environment to be uncomfortable, so he will try to ease into it, still not moving. Any electronics he was using before, he turns the volume down as to not disturb you. He hopes you feel comfortable on his shoulder. He just blushes at the sight of you on him.
.ᐟ 𝖲𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇
You lay on him and fall asleep while he's reading to you. His heart jumps at the touch, but he quickly calms down once he realizes that you've just fallen asleep on his shoulder. It's just you, and he lowers his guard. He actually becomes defensive over you, if other's make any noise, or if anybody tries to wake you up, he will get angry with them. He wants you to sleep well with little disturbances, and will make sure of it.
.ᐟ 𝖠𝗌𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗎𝗌
Thinks you look absolutely adorable asleep on his shoulder! Your face, your breathing, your sleepy eyes, all of it he just gushes over. He admires you with a smile, and his sweet smell soothes you to sleep. He softly rubs your shoulders and massages your head, resisting the urge to just squeeze you!
.ᐟ 𝖡𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗓𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖻
He immediately feels calm, relaxing with you and just sitting there in silence with you. He may get hungry during your time together, but he doesn't want the moment to end, so he will ignore all hunger. Though, he is a little nervous about his stomach grumbling and waking you up.
.ᐟ 𝖡𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗀𝗈𝗋
You calm him down a lot, enough for him to fall asleep with you. He'll wrap his coat around the both of you and give you his pillow to rest on. He rests his head on your head, and you both sleep together for a long time. After waking up, he will want to do that some more with you! Sleeping with you is the best he's slept in a while.
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l3viat8an · 9 months
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Walking up to Satan while he’s reading in the library, so absorbed in his book he doesn’t even notice you. Not until you kiss his forehead and say “I love you.” as you turn to leave the room again.
You can hear the soft snap of the book being closed  followed by a thud as Satan sets it on the table and gets up to follow you.
Satan grabbing your arm and turning you to face him, lips meeting your in a passionate kiss….pulling away just long enough to whisper “I love you more.” against your lips…before he’s kissing you again~
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highwaytcheaven · 11 months
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Satan: How is the most beautiful person in the world doing?
MC: I don’t know, how ar-
Asmo, from the other side of the room: I’m doing great!
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spicywasabae · 8 months
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Pov: You finished lesson 21 of Nightbringer. Pact speedrun ✌️
How is Solomon so calm abt losing his magic is beyond me, MC out here freaking tf out abt the possibility of never returning/losing their magic and hes out here poisoning our food 🤧😩
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akurui-shizen7 · 1 year
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Lucifer: MC... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?
MC: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.
Lucifer:
Lucifer: I wrote sanitize, MC.
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5mary5 · 15 days
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The og game truly is dead, I personally am still playing obey me because I want to complete all of the old lessons, and possibly the hard lessons too and since it is devil day I decided to log in to see what they have planned since nightbringer has 200 free summons
The og only has the regular ONE free summon every banner gets and NOTHING else whatsoever, not log in bonus nothing! I mean it has some sails but I'm a f2p so it's useless to me, anyways
Honestly I did expect this to happen, no actually this isn't the first time this happened it has been happening for the past year since the release of nightbringer and it Honestly makes me kind sad to see the game become abandoned like this (I love nightbringer too don't get me wrong lmao i just dont agree with the stance they are taking with this)
Also to end this on a good note even tho it's a little angsty, Happy Devil day and happy 1st anniversary to nightbringer!
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freyyzu · 1 year
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I LOVE YOU’S
In which there are a thousand ways to tell you “I love you,” but saying it is still my favorite.
a/n; because i love them. and also because every time they say “i love you,” in-game i start kicking and screaming from embarrassment. not proof-read or edited because it’s too long and i wanted to be done already aksjd
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LUCIFER —
Lucifer has always been openly honest with how he feels for you.
Words of appreciation aren’t considered strangers in your relationship, and there’s not a day that passes by where they’re not exchanged.
Simple ‘thank you’s when you hand one another an extra pen or paper.
Brief kisses and ‘good morning’s when you pass each other in the hallways of the House of Lamentation.
Gentle reminders to ‘sleep well,’ when you know there’s a long day ahead tomorrow.
He’s always been a person reserved in showing you physical affection in public, but you know more than anyone that he cares more deeply than he’ll allow anyone to see.
Lucifer was used to working for long hours, oftentimes going the whole day without leaving his room — today just so happened to be one of those days.
It’s late evening when he finishes going through all the papers that have piled on his desk. A full 24 hours without running into any of his brothers or even taking a break to eat.
It’s strange, he thinks. Typically when he works he could still hear the ruckus outside. Whether that be Levi chasing down Mammon for not paying him back for something or Satan yelling at Beel to stop clearing out the kitchen before any of them have time to cook a proper meal.
With curious steps, he makes his way downstairs, hoping to see what his brothers are up to and sneak in a late night snack whilst he was at it. To his surprise, the only thing he finds is an empty, quiet house, and you standing in the kitchen preparing a tray of food.
“Ah, Lucifer!” The way your expression lights up upon seeing him makes it feel as if all the stress from the past few hours have melted away. “Are you done with your work? I was just about to bring you something to eat since you missed out on your meals.”
Lucifer doesn’t find the need to respond, or perhaps he’s simply too tired to, all he does is walk over to your side and wraps his arms around your waist. Immediately, he feels your hand come up to rest on his head, gently rustling his hair.
“You did good today.”
“Mmhm.” He eases into your touch, “I love you.”
Your laughter tickles his hands, “I love you as well. Now c’mon, you gotta eat. I’m sure you must be starving.”
MAMMON —
There’s never a day in which Mammon wouldn’t deny being in love with you.
He’s lucky that you find it endearing above all else, otherwise he would’ve suffered a few bruises already.
Because he finds it difficult to tell you how much he loves you, he decides it’s probably best to show you, instead.
He holds your hand on the walk to RAD, making sure to tell you that it’s simply ‘for your protection,’ even though you both know you’re more than capable of handling yourself now.
That cake you had offhandedly mentioned wanting to try shows up in front of your door the next day along with a very embarrassed demon holding on to it, claiming how he ‘just so happened to get lucky,’ even though the lines for the bakery are known to span for three hours long.
Mammon can’t seem to focus.
Perhaps it was the boring lesson plans that he had to get through, or maybe it was Lucifer’s threat of once again stringing him from the ceiling if he failed another test looming over his head, but the demon’s thoughts were only fixated on you. You, who’s currently sitting right beside him, pointing at blurry words on a page and spouting nonsense about some history notes he’s going to forget three seconds later.
“And so… Mammon?” You look up at him curiously. “If you’re tired we can—”
“I love you.”
The words leave his lips before he could even process he was saying it, or even why he was saying it. There’s nothing romantic about your situation right now. There are papers scattered all across your coffee table, eraser shavings lost within your carpet, and three books open, none of which he has paid attention to. If anything, this was the absolute worst moment he could’ve picked to say that phrase.
You blink.
And then he blinks.
You turn red.
And then he turns red.
“Ah…”
“AHHHHH,” he covers his face, flailing his hand wildly. “Ignore that! I didn’t say anything!”
He’s ready to get up and run out of the room, failing the test and being strung up again be damned, if not for you grabbing his arm and preventing him from moving anywhere.
“Say it again,” you insist, leaning in closer and giving him your best puppy-dog eyes, ones that you know he can’t resist saying ‘no,’ to. He caves, as you were sure he would, “I… I love you. I love ya’ lots, okay?!”
If smiles could reach past the eyes, he was sure yours would. “I love ya’ lots, too, Mammon.”
LEVI —
Levi would rather hide in his room for a hundred years than ever say that he loves you.
Of course, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to, but every time he tries he chickens out.
Thankfully, you have the patience of a saint, and he couldn’t be more grateful that you haven’t tried to pry those three words out of him (yet).
Still, Levi does what he can to show you he cares in his own way. Whether that be buying games of your favorite genre, or binging your favorite series just so he has more things to talk with you about, anything else will do.
Though it makes him feel extra bad whenever you say it so easily and he’s left to be a stuttering mess.
Levi sucks in a deep breath.
He hardens his nerves, counts to three, and then tries his best to vocalize how he feels. “I…” He pauses, eye twitching from nervousness. “I- I- I CAN’T DO IT!”
A loud groan escapes his lips as he crouches onto the floor of his bedroom, covering his face with his hands from embarrassment. He’s been at this for days now, looking at Henry through the tank and trying with every nerve in his body to just get those three words up and out of his throat to no avail.
Every time he thinks he’s going to get it your face pops up and instantly all his confidence disappears into thin air.
Levi sucks in another deep breath.
One more time, just one more time, he’ll get it this time.
If there was ever a time for the phrase “fake it ‘til you make it,” to be used, this would be the time. With newfound confidence, he pushes himself up to his feet again and stares directly at Henry, who looks back curiously.
“I-” he scrunches up his face and forces the words lodged in his throat out in a tiny squeak. “I love you.” It’s so quiet, and he barely manages to get your name out afterward, but he did it!
He did it!!
He—!
“I love you too, Levi!”
“AKJSDHJKSFGFGKJ????!?!”
“Wow, I didn’t know you could vocalize a keysmash like that.” You’re laughing, he’s on the floor, face completely red and regretting all his life choices, and you’re laughing. “Sorry for entering without your permission, but I tried knocking a few times and no one answered.”
The best thing you could do for him right now is to stay away, get out of his room even, while he waits for the floor to consume him whole, but instead, you walk towards him, stopping just inches away from his face.
“I couldn’t hear you very well the first time. Could you say it again?”
SATAN —
If simply being in one another’s company and enjoying each other’s presence is considered a way of saying ‘I love you,’ then no one does it better than Satan.
He doesn’t really find the need to say the words very much, but when he does, it’s filled with so much softness and care.
He’ll also say it the most when it’s just the two of you, away from prying eyes.
It’s something special, only for your ears, something only you get to hear.
The best moments in life are the ones where you get to spend them with your loved ones, and for Satan, it was no different; a book in his hand, you in his arms, a blanket thrown loosely to cover your legs as your head rests on his shoulder.
It's been two hours now, two hours of uninterrupted reading time — no brothers barging in his room looking for you, no text messages blowing up his notifications, no uninvited guests knocking on the doors of the House of Lamentation — there wasn’t much else he could ask for right now.
“‘And so, the man looks at the person standing in front of him, the person he’s respected and cared for the most in the world, and holds out a hand. Whatever it is that you need, whether it be riches, luck, or power, I’ll be there to deliver it right into your hands.’”
You shift in his arms, and he pauses his reading for only a moment to make sure you’re comfortable before continuing.
“‘And what if I said that the only thing I desire right now was neither riches, nor luck, nor power, but happiness — happiness with you? What would you deliver unto me, then?’”
“‘I would tell you then that I love you. That I would deliver to you: me. Mind, body, and soul.’”
Satan chuckles, “you stole my line.”
You smile, blinking up at him innocently. “Then just say it again.”
His eyes scan over the words once more, “I would tell you then,” he places the book down and cups your cheeks, pressing your foreheads together, his steady gaze holding onto yours. “That I love you. That I would deliver to you: me. Mind, body, and soul.”
ASMO —
No one tells you that they love you more than Asmo does. To him, saying he loves you is just another ring thrown into an endless pool of compliments.
‘You look so cute today!’ He’ll tell you the moment he spots you with a new outfit on. ‘Are you using a new lipstick?’ He notices every small change that you make to your appearance.
It makes you undeniably happy, of course, but it also makes it hard to differentiate from when he’s just being from when he’s being genuine.
Though if you ask him about it, he’ll be more offended than you could ever imagine. Everything he says to you is genuine, how could you ever think otherwise?
There’s been something strained about your relationship with Asmo lately, and unfortunately for him, he can’t seem to figure out what it is.
His compliments don’t have much of an effect anymore. The cute blush you seem to always adorn when he tells you how cute you look doesn’t appear, and every time he gives you a kiss he sees for a fraction of a section that a frown adorns your lips.
“Now, will you please tell me what it is that I’m doing that’s making you sad? I can’t bare to see you frowning anymore.”
Today, he plans to get to the bottom of it — and the first step was to corner you.
You’re laying on his bed with him on top of you, arms caging you in to prevent you from running off. Still, the both of you know full well that if you really had any intention on escaping then you could easily use your pact.
“I just…” You break away from his gaze, embarrassed, mumbling something incoherent under your breath.
“One more time?”
You turn even redder, “I don’t know… what it is you really like about me.”
Asmo blinks.
What do you mean you don’t know what he likes about you? Does he not tell you every day in full detail? So much so that his brothers would actively complain about how annoying and overbearing he is? He sits up, and pulls you forward to face him.
“I love your eyes,” he begins, “I love how they light up every time you get excited about something. I love your personality, how kind you are to everyone, even if they won’t show that same kindness back. I love your determination, how you never give up even when things don’t go your way.” He reaches out to cup both of your cheeks. They’re warm. “I love how rosy your cheeks get whenever I compliment you.”
“I-” you stutter, and his grin widens. “I think I get it now, please stop!”
“Stop?” He muses, “but what about my compliments? I think I deserve that much after you’ve been avoiding me for a week now!”
You glare at him, no doubt just wanting to end this conversation already. “I love you.”
Oh, that’s just unfair. You can’t just pull the ‘I love you,’ card out on him like that and get away scot free — but you do, and he lets you. “I love you, too, cutie!” The both of you once again crash onto the bed, his arms wrapped tightly around your neck. “Don’t you ever forget that!”
BEEL —
If you looked up the definition of ‘gentle giant,’ in the dictionary, Beel’s face would appear.
Despite his larger stature, there’s no one more willing to lend you a helping hand, whether you really need it or not. He just wants to make your life a little bit easier.
To Beel, ‘I love you’s don’t need to have any special meaning behind them. He simply says it because he wants to, whether you’re doing mundane things, or going through something eventful.
He just wants to remind you from time-to-time, and you enjoy doing the same.
“You aren’t mad at me?”
“Hm?” Beel hums, glancing at you, resting on his back. “Why would I be mad at you?”
“Because I made you leave fangol practice early?”
His thumb absentmindedly brushes over your thighs, shifting you into a slightly more secure position (not like he would let you fall either way). “It wasn’t your fault.” If anything it was his.
“Really?”
“Really.”
He was the one who had gotten distracted in the middle of their practice match and turned right as he threw the ball and ended up almost hitting you in the face. Thankfully you had stepped out of the way in time, but ended up tripping over the bench and sprained your ankle, leading Beel to call off early to take care of you and help you back home.
You had insisted that you were okay and that just a bit of ice and bandages would be enough, but he insisted. With his genuine concern in wanting to help, and the notion that he might’ve been the one caused you to get hurt, there was no way you could have denied him.
And so, here you were, arms wrapped around his neck as he carries you back to the House of Lamentation, piggyback style.
There’s a rumble on his back, and he hears your quiet giggles. “Thank you for always taking such good care of me, I love you, Beel.” Your thanks are followed by a quick beck to the back of his head, and he wishes he could just move you into a different position right now and return the favor.
Unfortunately, he can’t without risking further injury to your leg, and so he settles for pressing a kiss to the side of your arm. “Of course I do, I love you after all.”
BELPHIE —
Will tease the living daylights out of you to show his affection.
If you want him to say ‘I love you,’ you’re gonna have to jump through three rings of fire and let him use you has a pillow for minimum three days first.
Even then, he’ll only say it if he’s in the mood, and probably after you’ve already fallen asleep so you can’t hear it.
“What do you mean? I already told you yesterday,” he’s having way too much fun with this. “When? While you were asleep, of course.”
“You’re terrible.”
He chuckles at your comment, simply basking in the way your hands brush through his hair.
So what if its been two weeks of him teasing you just for you to finally hear him say that he loves you? It was fun (to him) and that’s all that matters. Besides, it wasn’t as if he’s never said it before, he just wanted to make it a little game this time around.
“You say that, but here you are.”
“Well,” you brush a strand of hair away from his nose. “Even if you are an ass this feels nice for me as well so it’s okay.”
“So it’s alright for me to never say it again?” He teases, knowing it’ll just push your buttons further.
“Don’t push your luck.”
It’s the dead of the night when you finally fall asleep and somehow, Belphie was still awake. He pokes your cheek, stifling his laughter when you shift uncomfortably and mumble something akin to ‘that tickles’ before proceeding to bury yourself further into his chest.
He likes this, he thinks. It’s fun to tease you, and it’s even more fun knowing that you’re just playing along with him when you could full-well just use your pact to make him say it already. Though, he’s sure that if he mentions that you’ll retaliate saying it’s more genuine to hear him say it without using the pact.
“I love you.” He places a gentle kiss on the top of your head.
You don’t need to know he’s been saying it every night.
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