#「 v. *crunch* *crunch* *munch* ( beelzebub ; obey me ) 」

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⟬ @whimsiicalmuses ⟭

“There is someone who wants me B,” Kouleia said clutching her hands into fists at her side. Yeah this person just wanted to fuck her, but at least they were showing some interest in her physically.

She didn’t even know what she wanted to Beel by telling him, but she was pissed off, and clearly missing physical intimacy.

“Maybe I should go spend the night with him. Let him have way with me.” She gestured to herself, she knew she was acting like a crazy person, but Beel confused her. They were friends, sure, but not once did he ever make a move on her. Isn’t that why guys befriended girls, so they could make their way into their bed? Maybe Beel was so repulsed by her he had no interest.

Beelzebub was known to take his time when he thought. Most cases, it was because he wanted to be careful with his words. Other times, it was simply because he was a little slow to pick up what others were putting down.

She didn't give him the chance.

The meaning behind her words had been placed directly into his hands, and the weight of them was too much, even for a demon as strong as himself.

"Is it Azethan?" He tried to keep his voice even, but the implications chiseled away at his throat and made it crack.

As loyal as he was to his fangol team, there were a few that he preferred not to spend time with. They were arrogant to the point that it made the usually laid-back Beelzebub grind his teeth, but he always held his tongue. He never wanted to cause tension or trouble, never wanted to be the reason why someone was having a bad day.

He didn't mind if Azethan had a bad day.

"He doesn't like you." The words were out before he could stop them. He wasn't lying, but he knew he should have been a bit more sensitive about the subject. He was so aware of this that all he could do was wince after he spoke, lips slamming shut before more word vomit escaped.

"I mean, he... he does. He doesn't mean it in a good way, though." His voice dropped to an anxious mumble. "He told us a few days ago. He said a lot of nasty things, and I didn't like it."

He openly admitted that all he wanted from her was the chance to have her. Beelzebub knew he was a demon and that his own desires were selfish, but he still shuddered at just how horrid some demons could be.

"He won't treat you right." He kept his eyes glued to the tips of his shoes, not wanting to see the look on her face. He assumed she would be heart-broken, that she really had found interest in someone other than him.

Asmodeus had told him time and time again that he needed to make a move before it was too late, but he didn't like the idea of rushing. She wouldn't believe him if he told her as much, but she deserved all the time it took to get to know her.

Desperate for her to listen and believe him, he hesitantly reached out for one of her tightly balled fists. "I don't want him to hurt you. You aren't supposed to be used like that. Don't go with him."

A pause, then with a croak, "please."

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He was larger, stronger and more intimidating than she was, yet he didn't budge an inch when she took his face into her hands. He was frozen solid, her sheer will and his love for her rendering him obedient.

She wasn't wrong, but he couldn't believe fully that he hadn't screwed up a little. It had all happened so quickly and so suddenly that he was still processing. Bits and pieces of the incident were becoming cloudy, the demon's appearance a blob in his mind's eye. All he could clearly recall was the fear she had felt and the surge of power he had been granted. Given time to relax, he would remember more, but for now, he felt awful for not being as quick to retain information as his brothers were.

But if she felt safe, then he wouldn't beat himself up too hard.

"Sleep." He helped her lay down, hand smoothing aside the hair clinging to her forehead. Beelzebub didn't want to cover her too heavily and have her sweating profusely, but he did loosely drape her sheet across her. "He'll understand. I'll stay here too, so you don't have to worry."

"Didn't do a- " Anger was not a good idea right now, stress is really bad for her injured body, but Emma couldn't stand to hear Beelzebub devalue himself and what he'd done. The woman cups his cheeks and makes him look her in the eyes. No matter what, this was something she wouldn't back down from.

"Beel, I need you to listen very closely to what I'm about to say. Don't you dare devalue yourself. You saved my life, you saved your brothers'. If it weren't for you, I'd be dead, and you and your brothers would probably be a lot worse off." Despite the ache permeating her body, Emma's expression remained firm. "You did incredibly, Beel. You're my hero."

She wanted to bring him closer and embrace her fully, but her head chose that specific moment to throb. "Ghh... ow... my head really hurts..." Makes sense, considering the woman nearly liquefied her organs, but she just wanted the pain to stop.

"I'm tired, but I should probably wait for Simeon to look at me before I nap, huh...?"

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⟬ @fearsgod / s.c ⟭

"What did you say you were looking for?" Clothes shopping wasn't a skill Beelzebub possessed, but he was willing to step out of his comfort zone for her sake. It left him confused as he skimmed through the racks of shirts on the wall, the colors and styles blurring together in his brain, yet he didn't beg that they leave and seek out dinner because Marceline mattered to him more than his fuzzy mind and empty stomach.

"There's so much... No wonder Asmo's out all day whenever he says he's getting new clothes."

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⟬ @batoushoujo ⟭

"It's hot. . ."

Temperatures tended to linger on the high side where he came from, but Human Realm heat was an entirely different beast. Back in the Devildom, there was no sun. They didn't bask in the light, they didn't feel a rush of endorphins because that big ball of gas had peeked out from behind the clouds.

This was different, and it had an effect on the massive demon.

"What do you guys do up here when it's hot? How are you all not dying?"

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⟬ @pluviacuratio ⟭

Sits in front of Beel and holds her hands out. She's looking to cling for a bit!

"I have to finish this assignment, or the professor is going to have a talk with my coach. But..."

He helped her into his lap, letting her cling as much as she liked while he shuffled this chair back towards the table where he had laid out his homework and notes. She would be trapped between his broad chest and the edge of the table, but that would give them both what they wanted. "If I have any questions, will you help me? The sooner I get this done, the sooner I can actually snuggle with you."

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Subtle hints frequently eluded Beelzebub, but he had carefully and diligently learned Mukuro since her arrival to the Devildom. Reading her body language had come first, but tone had followed on its heels soon after. He didn't need to look at her to know she was smiling, her tone giving away every once of her joy.

They had only trekked through the sand and passed under the sun for a minute or two before finding a patch of shade to perch under, but the intensity of the sun as it beamed down from above made the sunscreen feel cold against his skin. Goosebumps rose to attention, and the muscles under her hands shifted as a shiver traced lazily down his spine.

"That feels nice." Beelzebub's eyes fell shut, and his head lolled forward. "Thanks for doing this."

Mukuro looked like a dog that was being handed a treat when Beel handed her the bottle of sunscreen and arched his shoulders to give her the full expanse of his back。 Her eyes were drawn immediately to the various freckles that lay on his skin, now more visible in the sunlight。

「Okay~」 Mukuro spoke, not bothering to hide how delighted she was。 Not many could say they touched Mukuro's back, let alone see it, but with Beel, Mukuro was more than happy for him to touch her even on her back。

Shaking her head to get herself back on track, Mukuro deposited some of the sunscreen onto her hand before starting to happily rub the product onto his back。

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⟬ meme / @whimsiicalmuses ⟭

"This is getting us nowhere. Let me show you instead." (Kouleia to Beel ;))

"Show me."

Beelzebub knew he wasn't the quickest to pick up cues, but he was the least likely to reject the opportunity to learn. There she was, the most gorgeous woman in all the three realms, setting aside her impatience to teach a thick-headed man that was desperate to make her happy.

"Please." His plea sat light on his breath, lips barely grazing her cheek and the space just shy of her ear.

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⟬ @deathsmaidens / s.c ⟭

"What are you watching?" He doubled over the back of the sofa, elbows propped against the edge just beside where her head rested. In one hand he clenched three wrapped popsicles, while the other held one to his lips. His eyes were glued to the television, but the moving images didn't register ( and they likely wouldn't until she told him what it was she had picked. )

"I'm surprised you're not out now that school's on break."

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⟬ meme / @liecoris ⟭

[TASTE TEST] - For sender’s muse to give receiver’s a bit of what they’re making for them to taste test. ( beel! )

He had been waiting for this since the moment she had stepped foot into the kitchen, but to claim he was excited was an understatement.

Beelzebub had bided his time, learning that the surest way to anger or disappoint people was to interrupt them in the midst of cooking. Mukuro had never lashed out or made him feel bad when he did, which was part of the reason why he adored her as deeply as he did, but it was worth it to exercise his patience.

The gluttonous demon licked his lips and opened his mouth when when she shredded away a strip of cooked meat. Only for a fraction of a second did he appreciate the bark on the outside of the meat, the ring of red that lay underneath proof that all of the barbeque-centric shows they had been watching had been an inspiration.

The piece stunk of delicious smoke and spices, his stomach giving a monstrous growl. Without a second thought, Beelzebub snapped his teeth around the piece, her fingers barely out of the way. His admiration was swallowed down with the meat, growing hunger only momentarily sated.

"S'good." He groaned with glee and slowly, at the tiniest intervals, began to creep towards the larger hunk of cooking meat. "Can I have some more?"

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The same could easily be said for them: getting used to her and befriending her had been a long trip on a very bump road, but it was all worth it once the asphalt smoothed out. There was still the occasional pothole and speedbump, but they surpassed them with varying degrees of difficulty.

Like a great big teddy bear, Beelzebub latched on all the more when she adjusted herself. Like this, he could feel and hear her speaking, the subtle vibrations far more comforting than one might assume.

"We do every day, even if we're not good at showing it. I guess that might be why we like the holiday so much now. It's everyone's excuse to go a little overboard with showing you how much we like you!" One more squeeze, and he finally released her. "That's why when it's time to decorate, I wanna help."

         "Wha--" Well damn! Talk about icing the burn he inflicted on her, right? Calling her out on her anxieties, then claiming thats one reason they all like her. It was...a good thing. Right? They all liked that she cared about them to the degree she did?

          Cause she's not going to lie. Learning about them and befriending them was not easy. From her own anxieties, just to how some of the brothers could actually be. Beel was probably the most easy to approach out of everyone. He never gave her a hard time. Mammon, even though assigned to her, gave her nothing but a hard time when they first met. However...throughout that time, she learned she could count on him if she called for him. And slowly as she learned more about them, what made them tick, their personalities and such...it made caring easier. It made worrying about them easier. To the point she treats them like her own family at this point.

          As she's pulled into the one armed hug, there are just tiny little grunts as she tries to adjust herself. One, so he has less chance of accidentally crushing her. But two, so she could actually hug him back. Nicole will never deny that Beel gives some of the BEST hugs. So it's easy for her to settle in this one and just hold him and be held back.

         "Yeah. I's why me an' my dad love tha holidays so much. Cause i' was just us, so sometimes celebratin' tagether jus' kinda...I dunno. Made tha feelin' better. Like we didn' need anyone 'er anythin' else. Because we were able ta show how much we love each otha. I wanna do tha' fer youse guys too. I want youse ta be able ta feel tha' feelin' as well. 'er at least close to it."

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⟬ @batoushoujo / starter call ⟭

"What is a cronut, and how soon can I get one?" He was already drooling despite not knowing what it was. Just about anything could sound like food if he thought about it hard enough.

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⟬ @gamenu / starter call ⟭

"What do you usually do around this time?" They were both comfortable on the sofa, a holiday-themed cooking competition playing on the television. "I know the Human Realm is pretty big, and there's loads of different traditions."

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⟬ meme / @batoushoujo ⟭

❝ Was I supposed to NOT be mean? ❞ // to Mammon!

"Ain't it supposed t'be a human's instinct t'be nice when someone's in need? Y'know, humanity lovin' one another an' helpin' thy neighbor. I forgot everythin' we were taught up there." Mammon gave his hand a flippant wave, though what he claimed was an utter lie. He remembered most of it, but he liked to pretend he didn't now that he was tainted.

The hand he held out was raised a bit higher, finger wriggling. "C'mon, I only asked for a couple'a bucks. I forgot t'have some of my grimm exchanged for whatever money y'all use here. Ain't like I'm askin' for a lot! I'll even forgive ya for what ya said earlier if ya bump it up to fifteen instead'a five."

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Had she made a comment, it would have rolled off his shoulders with a great deal of ease. She was hardly the first to point out that he frequented eateries so often that he had earned himself special treatment. Beelzebub didn't think of it negatively. In fact, he saw it as a display of loyalty.

If the food was good and the people were nice, he would make it a point to visit as often as possible. Home was no exception. She ought to know as well as anyone considering how determined he was to stick around when it was her turn to cook dinner.

"I'm back." He didn't need to announce himself, but he seemed in too good of a mood not to. The chair across from her was pulled out, and he joined her a second later. "I told the owner that you're special to me, and that I'd make sure to owe him a favor if he made sure our food was extra good."

{ ♪ } -- 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.

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⟬ meme / @zorkaya ⟭

❛ Every time we’ve gotten to the point where I’m going to strangle you, you pull something like this, and it’s magic. ❜ @ beelzebub (shes joking)

Beelzebub had a habit of taking everything literally, but he had a rare moment of clarity when he thought he saw the hint of a smile. He could have imagined it, and he believed that he did, but there was a hint of affection that lead him in the proper direction.

"Does that mean you like me now?" He pocketed a mouthful of food, lips taunt but twitching into a subtle smile. "I learned that if someone picks on you, it means they might like you. That's how I know my brothers love me. They pick on me, but that's how they show me they care."

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⟬ meme / @bucketfullofocs ⟭

[Aya @ Beel] ’ Why are you all wet? ‘ 

There was an audience. Not only had Aya met him at the door, but a small handful of his brothers lingered behind her. They were as curious as she was, but she was quicker to ask then they were ( which was impressive considering Asmodeus was there. )

Beelzebub glanced down, spotted the puddle he had created and gave a guilty wince. "Coach said that morale was a little low, so I went out with the team to eat. A few of them started to mess around, and the shortcut we took to get out of school had a lake near it."

He didn't have to explain further. Leviathan complained about normie jocks, Asmodeus sighed wistfully about wishing he could be handled by the fangol team, and Satan warned his younger brother that he ought to have the water cleaned up before Lucifer saw. The latter most comment stuck with Beelzebub, his already sloping shoulders lowering a notch further.

"Yeah, I should clean up. I'm sorry."