#♥ tastes like strawberries on a summer evening (beelzebub x bella)

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@xamassed whispered: “I don’t need rest, I could keep training with no problem.” ( beel )

MEME

{ ♪ } -- "Beel..."

Bella sighed, shaking her head. He'd been going particularly hard lately, and even though she knew he was a demon and thus had far more stamina than she ever would, it still worried her.

"Not even enough rest to sit with me and eat, like, four bags of popcorn?"

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{ ♪ } -- Bella laughed happily, feeling warmth spread through her as he tightened his grip. Not painfully so, just enough to ensure she was aware of the fact that he wasn't gonna let her go. It was a feeling she would always cherish, no matter what may come.

Even as they found the place, she looked around with quite awe. It wasn't necessarily fancy, but it didn't need to be! The place felt comfortable to her, and hearing that he had his own table earned a little grin from her. There was some part of the redhead tempted to poke fun at him for it, but she chose not to and instead just chirped an agreement before eagerly making her way over to take a seat.

As she made herself comfortable at the table, Bella leaned back a bit in her seat and just took in the sight of the place. Considering he knew the owner, it was clear that Beel spent a good bit of time here. It would make sense, honestly. He did have his comings and goings, and she often didn't question it when he went out by himself. Everyone needed things of their own, after all. Still, it felt.. Nice that he wanted to include her on something like this.

The tug to his arm was all he needed. Soon enough, his grin began to match hers, and the hand she tugged with was taken into his. He didn't squeeze or link their fingers together, but he held just tight enough that without words he promised to keep ahold of her.

Finding the little hole-in-the-wall restaurant didn't take long. It was one of the well-kept secrets Beelzebub had, but now it was a secret that he shared with her alone. Even his twin wasn't aware of the place, though he doubted Belphegor would be upset. Everyone needed something that was theirs alone, though sharing the place with Bella felt different.

"I have a table." He didn't mean to brag, but it was a reward for being a loyal and frequent customer. "It's over there. You can go sit down, I'm going to talk to the owner real quick."

The lights were low, the air was pleasantly warm and smelled of juicy meats, crisp vegetables and fluffy starches. It was cozy, which was the exact feeling she gave him whatever she was near.

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@xamassed​ whispered:  “UNF” ( beel :3c )

MEME

Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE

{ ♪ } -- It was already known between them that there were romantic feelings there. It was true, though, that Bella had been the one to push forward most of the time. That fact was starting to make her concerned. Beelzebub was receptive to her advances, and that was the only thing keeping her from completely spiraling. If anything, she knew he felt the same as she did... She just wondered if she was being too forward with him. 

   The two of them kept up their daily exercise together, though now it included a few quips from either party. Blatant flirting was something they didn’t do that often, but they tended to be alone during their workout times. That trend continued into the current session. A few stray touches that weren’t necessary, a brief peck here and there. She’d even jokingly called him unfair when he’d used his shirt to wipe sweat from his face. The sight alone had made her heart stutter, but she wasn’t going to make a move other than that. Not yet, at least. 

   Before long, it was time for them to stop. It was still early morning, but that just meant it was time to shower and get ready for classes, right? She picked up her towel and turned to him, smiling warmly. However, his demeanor was different. Her smile faded, but before she could ask what was wrong, he was in front of her and slowly pushing her back into the wall. Beel’s arm rested on the wall above her head, pressing them closer to one another. The only time they’d been closer... was when she’d settled into his lap, straddling his hips, and pulled him into a rough kiss. The proximity, as well as that thought, sent a wave of heat throughout her body. 

   A fresh flush on her cheeks, she looked him in the eyes. The look in his eyes was one she should’ve known well... He looked hungry. But not in the normal way. Just the way he looked at her made her very aware of her pulse thrumming through her veins. Her hands gingerly pressed against his chest before gradually trailing upwards, finding his shoulders and pulling her chest flush against his. Red eyes sparkled with mischief and something a bit more... devilish, but her voice was barely a whisper when she spoke.

     “Can I do something for you, Beelzebub?”

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@xamassed​ whispered:  ♪ ( mammon, beel, sanji )

MEME (this meme is calling to me so i had to answer it now)

Mammon:

Hey, Princess - Allstar Weekend

Crush - Tessa Violet

Kiss Me More - Rainych (original by Doja Cat)

Beelzebub: (He gets my nostalgia songs, because yes)

Watermelon Sugar - Harry Styles

Sugar Rush - A*Teens

Beautiful Soul - Jesse McCartney

Sanji:

Fly Me To The Moon - Lofi Cover

I Like Me Better - Lauv

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran

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@xamassed​ whispered:  ◈ ( beel )

MEME

{ ♪ } -- She was quiet, unsure of herself at this moment. Warmth flourished in her chest as she watched Beelzebub, even though he wasn’t doing anything particularly interesting. Bella couldn’t quite help the way her heart fluttered around him. She’d been struggling for a way to properly express it to him, but it hadn’t been easy. It wasn’t as if he was dense or anything, she just had been using particularly subtle methods to convey her attraction... 

   It started as an impulse, but she decided to stand and wander over to him. He was sitting, which was to her advantage since he had quite a bit of height on her. Gently, her hands rested on his shoulders and she moved in. The redhead hesitated just before their lips would touch, allowing him to push her away if he so desired. When he didn’t resist, she closed the gap and pressed her lips to his ever so gently. It was soft and sweet, almost hesitant and nervous. It only took a few moments before she pulled back, looking at him shyly. 

     “Um...” 

   Her voice was small, quiet enough so that only he could hear. 

     “I... Well, um... I really... y’know... I-... like... Um. I like you. A lot.”

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{ ♪ } -- It may not have been the way she thought her confession would go, full of poetic words and grand gestures for him, but this was very fitting for Beelzebub. Simple, sweet words and a warm embrace were perfect for him. And, honestly? Bella wouldn't have it (or him) any other way.

The feeling of his arms around her waist and him nuzzling her shoulder nearly sent her to the moon. But, she would do what she could to keep her head, at least for this moment.

"It makes me happy, too. I can't tell you how happy it makes me!"

Bella giggled joyfully, letting her fingers play with the fuzzy top of his jacket.

"Does this mean you're alright with me calling you my boyfriend?"

Situations like this tended to play out a certain way in the manga that Leviathan often read. The two protagonists would confess while surrounded by beautifully drawn flowers, while the bright twinkle of hope danced in their eyes. They spoke from the heart and celebrated their outburst of love and honesty with a romantic kiss.

Beelzebub was glad this moment didn't follow the same path.

He did like the idea of kissing her, but he had become so reliant on her hugs and simpler affections that it was a relief when she embraced him so tightly. Hunched down, he could easily return the sentiment. Both arms looped around her waist and pulled her in close, face nuzzling happily against her shoulder.

"It makes me happy to hear that."

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@xamassed​ whispered:  “ i had a dream about you. ” ( beel )

MEME

{ ♪ } -- She couldn’t deny how her heart fluttered in her chest at that statement. Red eyes flickered to the Avatar of Gluttony, searching his face for more information than that simple statement. Moving closer to him, she smiled and tilted her head, fingers moving to gently brush against his cheek.

     “And...? You can’t just leave it at that! Now I’m so curious, Beelzebub~!”

   Bella had started using his full name more and more, seeing as he’d enjoyed it quite a bit when she did. Practically giggling, she took his hands and leaned far enough forward that her chin was resting against his chest. 

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@xamassed​ whispered:  🌾 ( beel )

MEME

{ ♪ } -- It had taken some begging, pleading, negotiating, and stubborn insistence from her to get permission for the two of them to visit the human world. Autumn was too lovely for them to miss, though! And her favorite part just so happened to be all the farmer’s markets! Harvests were plentiful this time of year and it was easy to find delicious produce for good prices. Red eyes sparkled as she walked, eagerly reaching out to take Beelzebub’s hand. 

   Beaming at him, she pulled herself close and let their sides come flush together. 

     “Isn’t it gorgeous? All the leaves are changing colors, the air is nice and crisp, it’s not super sunny or hot, but also not cold either? Not to mention all the smiling people selling their produce! It’s exciting! I bet we’ll find some really good ingredients to take back!”

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@xamassed​ whispered:  🍦 ( beel )

MEME

🍦- receiver's muse takes sender's muse out to get ice cream/gelato/a treat

{ ♪ } -- She gently pulled him along, knowing that he was humoring her by letting her feel as if she had any sort of ability to tug him. He was much stronger than she was, even if he’d been human, so he could easily plant his feet and watch her struggle if he so chose. But, he was sweet and allowed her to feel like she had control. Once she stopped, she turned to him and smiled, flinging her arms wide.

     “You can open your eyes!”

   Behind her was one of the first places they’d gone together, a little ice cream parlor. Perhaps she thought it would be a cute idea to bring him back? The avatar of gluttony surely would’ve been able to tell where they were going, but she still felt intensely pleased that he wouldn’t anticipate it. 

     “Surprise!”

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{ ♪ } -- The moment she heard the door to get room open, she looked up from the book in her lap. She'd been tucked away in a corner, padded on either side by little pillows she'd taken from her bed. One look at Beel and she lit up like the sun.

She stood and went over to him, hands clasped behind her back and a smile on her lips. The mention of Cerberus had her a little nervous... the hell hound was honestly just a big dog, and she didn't do particularly well with them... but, far be it from her to pass up the chance to spend time with him.

"Okay! I'd love to. I just have to throw on something different really quick..."

The redhead had already donned her pajamas, after all, and the thin tank top and short shorts wouldn't do for a walk.

"It'll just take me a sec!"

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Only his head peeked into her room, eyes roaming from one corner to the next, until he found her. "Oh, hey. I'm supposed to take Cerberus for a walk, then give him a bath after. Did you wanna join me for the walk, at least? I promise I'll hold Cerberus's leash."

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@xamassed​ whispered:  "Oh. . ." They were twenty minutes into the movie, the two of them comfortably seated at the theater, when he noticed the extra, extra, extra large bucket of popcorn they had bought was empty. His doing, of course. "Oops. Did you get any before I ate most of it?" He doubted it, disappointment and shame hitting him before she could answer. "I can get you another one." ( beel )

UNPROMPTED

{ ♪ } -- In all honesty, movie theaters weren’t something she usually enjoyed. It was often hard for her to pay attention, and they were always so crowded... It seemed like the Devildom wasn’t any different in that regard. Not to mention all the snacks were terribly overpriced and horribly greasy or overly sugary. Movie theaters weren’t something she liked... But she did like Beelzebub. He was so cute when he asked her to the movies, she couldn’t exactly say no. 

   So, when he finished the greasy popcorn that made her hands feel disgusting, she wasn’t upset in the slightest. In fact, she laughed and shook her head. 

     “It’s okay, I don’t much like movie theater popcorn anyway... I prefer making popcorn at home so I can use good melted butter and seasoning salt on it. But we can get another if you’d like another one.”

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{ ♪ } -- She couldn't deny the intense leap of her heart at the little confession. Her face flushed, despite knowing how he felt. It still warmed her more than she would like to admit. Still, Bella gave a little smile and nodded her head.

"I think that's incredibly sweet, the fact that you felt that way. Anyone can say words like that, but sometimes it's nice to figure out other ways to express as much. I think that's one of my favorite things to do, finding out the different ways to make myself be heard with this like that, even if I don't use any words."

Laughing happily, she nodded again and held out her hand for him.

"Then, let's get a move on! We can find a nice lunch spot first, then window shop or something, and get a snack on our way back."

"You've been important to me for a long time," confessed the sixth-born. "I just never knew how to say it before. I knew I could just say the words, but that didn't feel like enough."

Beelzebub knew he could be blunt, but she deserved more than just the straightforward truth. She ought to be doted on and cherished, and he hoped that with time, he could give her all the kind words and sweet gestures she deserved.

"I like the idea of going on a date with you. I don't have anything to do right now, and I haven't eaten for a while." Which meant it had been less than two hours, and his stomach had begun to grumble and pinch.

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{ ♪ } -- Bella beamed, nodding her head happily. She never really minded crowded spots, often thriving in the chaos they caused, but she was also pretty eager to spend some quiet time with him. Even if he'd be eating. The redhead was also aware that food would distract him some, but that wasn't really much of a problem. If anything, she'd be happy to take care of him that way.

"It sounds really nice! I'd love that. Besides, you know I'm not a picky eater, so most anything is fine by me."

Already, she was feeling excited. A gentle tug on his arm was all she really did before leaning over a bit and giving a wide grin.

"What're we waiting for, then? Let's get going!"

"I think I know a good spot." He drummed his thumb against her hand and offered a small, hopeful smile. "I promise it's nice. It's not new, so it's never packed, and it's out of the way."

The city was jam-packed with all manner of shops and restaurants, all of their shop lights and neon flashing bright for every passerby to see and be lured in by. But between the alleyways, between the hustling and busy bustling, were smaller and more quaint places that relied on their regulars. They didn't serve high-end food, but valued quantity over quality.

Beelzebub could have suggested a place that had more atmosphere, but he liked the idea of eating and talking. He wanted to spend time with her while he stuffed his face, the quiet letting him catch each and every word.

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{ ♪ } -- It was still somewhat strange to her that she was now in the position of being protected, rather than the protector. It made sense, though. She was smaller, frailer, overall weaker than Beelzebub, no matter if her fiery demeanor wanted otherwise. Bella could certainly be fierce and a force to be reckoned with, but here in the Devildom it didn't matter how strong a personality you had if you didn't have similar physical strength or magic to back it up.

So, she'd ease herself into that role, but no matter if she hadn't the physical strength to face much of anyone here, she'd still protect him as fiercely as she could whenever the situation called for it.

Hearing him echo her words, she smiled bright and didn't even fight the pink filling her cheeks. Though, that pink color quickly shifted closer to red when he continued. Her heart thundered in her chest, but her lips were pulled into such a big smile that it almost hurt.

"And if I'm totally honest, I think I more than just like you, too."

Giving a pleased little giggle, she threw her arms around his neck and gave a firm hug. It was a simple way to word it, but that didn't make her any less ecstatic over it!

"Good, I'm glad. If you were, I'd make sure we broke it." Beelzebub's whole being revolved around being the protector. He was built to be a wall, his body and willpower compelling him to keep others safe. Ending curses meant flexing his mind a little more than he was used to, but for her he would exhaust himself mentally.

Kind words dripped from her lips so effortlessly, warm and sweet and clinging to his heart like syrup. He was filled to the brim with love, and all he could do was hold her tighter in gratitude.

"I like you too." They were simple words, but they held the weight of his devotion to her. He wasn't poetic, but he was true and sincere and he felt far more deeply for her than he ever had anyone in his entire life, both as a demon and an angel.

"I think. . . If we're being honest, it might be more than just liking you." / @pluviacuratio

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{ ♪ } -- The bold, shameless declaration earned a bright flush of her cheeks. Beel was too sweet. Perhaps that was one of the things that drew her to him. He didn't hesitate to say what he was thinking a lot of the time, more than willing to give voice to thoughts that she would usually hide away over fear of the reaction they'd illicit.

Heart stuttering in her chest, she looked up when he prompted her to with his fingers tilting her chin upwards. She wasn't quite anticipating a kiss to the forehead, but honestly? She was more than happy with that. Bella smiled, gaze full of affection when she opened her eyes to look at him.

"I know it's really simple, but... I didn't want to be predictable and just get you food and whatnot... I wanted something more... Well, like you. Sweet and thoughtful."

⟬ @pluviacuratio / valentine's day 2023 ⟭

Towards the end of their morning workout, Bella came to a halt and turned to Beel with a shy smile. "I wanted to wish you a happy Valentine's Day, Beelzebub." So, without further delay, she went over to her bag and dug through it until she found the first box of chocolates and a small orange rose she'd pressed for him. "This is only part of it... I, um I made reservations for dinner... if you wanted to go."

Her gifts were simple, but it was the thoughtfulness behind them that made him happy. She could have given him a kiss and kind words, and he would have spent the rest of the day floating on a cloud made of pure joy.

"It's so pretty." He grazed the flattened and dried petals with the pads of his fingers and wondered for a moment what it had looked like in full bloom. The life it had before didn't taint its beauty now. It was brittle, but now it would remain with him for all of eternity, touched and enchanted with Bella's sentiment.

"I'd go anywhere with you." He declared shamelessly.

Emboldened by the gift, Beelzebub touched at her chin and lifted her eyes towards his. Warm lips pressed to her forehead, the kiss he gave her prompting a soft groan inside his chest. "Thank you, Bella. Happy Valentine's Day."

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{ ♪ } -- She smiled, giving a soft little chuckle as he insisted again. Once he leaned down, Bella gave a happy hum and looked up once more. His story, though, about a curse earned a little laugh.

"I don't believe that I'm cursed, so I'm fairly certain that we'll be fine. It's sweet that you're worried about that, though. A good reminder that you care."

Her tone was genuine, pale fingers lifting to cup his face and brush over his cheeks. Her thumbs rubbed circles into his cheeks and she giggled a bit.

"I'm just happy, that's all. I like that you speak your mind. I like that you're sweet to the people that have made the effort to get close to you. I like how loving you are, I like how you look when your face lights up, whether you're smiling or not. I just like you."

"I don't think it. I know it." He insisted with a low grunt. Lovingly, he slipped his fingers into her hair, let the tips knead along the nape and down along the back of her neck.

"Someone like me?" He tilted his head down and to the side, hoping he might catch her eye. Beelzebub knew the kind of impression that people had of him, but now he wondered what she meant. "I just hope you don't actually burst. Pretty sure there was a curse that went around that made people explode when they got too happy 'cause someone was jealous."

Not the best story to tell while snuggling with the woman he loved, but he couldn't help but to share. "I don't think that'll happen to you."