#beelzebub slander

[actionjackson-org]

I feel like this some shit he would do, and mammon would post it on devilgram

Ignore the hand yall, I was not tryna draw ts🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

[korra-northeast-germany]

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“Mammon wait pleas let me expl-” Beel tried to reason, only to be forced down to his knees with a punch to his stupid gut. “NO I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT! YOU ARE MY LITTLE BROTHER, SOMEONE I RAISED I WAS FUCKING THERE FOR YOU AND ALL OUR OTHER BROTHERS THROUGH THICK AND THIN, I LET YOU ASSHOLES TREAT ME LIKE SHIT SO YOU Y’ALL COULD BE HAPPY. BUT YOU RUN OFF WITH MY LOVER! WHAT THE FUCK!” Both the human and the gluttoney avatar trembled with guilt. “Mammon i’m sorry-” the human started attempting  to grab his hand, only to then be bitch slapped right there. “STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! I HATE YOU!” 

Neither could catch up to the now devastated demon as he sped off.

A/N: I really want after beel because I hate him and I also hate mc lmao

[barbatosgossipsection]

[gabelesimp]

I had to, I had to and I know it's been only a fucking day but I don't care-

Me personally with some Tesla Stans:

(He's the definition of: I killed my girlfriend that's why I'm single)

[zchlongli]

guys i think i found him

[goldie-slander]

“Yes, I hate Goldie with burning passion. How did you know?”

[ewesless]

These Outfits

Somehow I completely did not see them until just now and I wish I could go back to that blissful ignorance.

🎉New tag!🎉 Slander is now in use! It's not serious, I'm just in a constant state of 😒 with Obey Me.

Fashion Roast Go Go Go!

Asmo is giving Miami Vice Sonny Crockett and therefore is an 80's sex symbol so he's the best one... except for those sneakers.

Belphie is giving Soft!Country Boy. If it was Red he would look just like some of the irl guys I know. He listens to Country-Rock, but doesn't care for it. I can tell. His is the true best/believable one.

Satan is giving bratty, barely-out-of-his-tweens, son who is the smart, sarcastic, and mature one from a 90's Era Blended Family SitCom (aka Obey Me, but set in the 90's)

Lucifer! WHAT IN THE PAISELY PRINT PHUCK?!?!

Leviathan is committing a fashion crime worthy of capital punishment.

Beelzebub is his d3ath row cellmate.

And I don't really have anything to say on Mammon's so he gets a okay no that can't pass but I couldn't think of anything to say :/

[ithseem]

The Three Dimensions Exchange Week

A/N: This is the first fanfiction I have written in a long time, so I'm not entirely confident in my skills. Also, Y/N does not refer to you, the reader. She is an entire entity of her own

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45005755/chapters/113241184

@voltagefandomproject Here ya go. Part one of the multi-chapter work. More mention of the Court of Darkness Squad and the Twisted Wonderland Squad to be written

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Chapter 1

“Hey! Apu! Wake up!” Saima half-whispered to Parvana.

“Saima, it’s 6:30 am. Calm down.” said the latter.

Saima has been awaiting this day for the past several weeks. Diavolo had proposed hosting another exchange event, but this would be a bit different from the usual. This time, people, thaumaturges, fae, merfolk, and beastmen from other dimensions will come to the devildom for a five-day and four-night stay for the program. Since Saima was well-acquainted with Night Raven College in Twisted Wonderland They would help host the event. Joanne, who is now staying at Purgatory Hall for the time, was in Saligia at the Royal Academy of Concordia for the past several months, so she would help to host the event too.

“My alarm isn’t supposed to go off until the next half hour,” said Parvana, looking at her phone.

“I can’t help it! I’m gonna see my friends again after a long time!”

“They’re not gonna come until 2 o’clock. Well, if you have this much energy, you can help me clean the House of Lamentation”

As if that would be a problem. They gladly accepted the task, and since they had their sister to help them, it would be a hell of a lot less stressful than cleaning up Ramshackle dorm. There would be a dinner party hosted at the House, so some last-minute touch-ups wouldn’t hurt. It wasn’t long after the two sisters started cleaning when Lucifer came into the living room where they were currently at

“Good morning, you two,” said he. “You’re up early.”

“Saima was too excited to sleep,” Parvana replied. “So I thought it would be a good idea to do some last-minute cleaning before her friends come over.”

“Haha, good thinking. Oh, I was about to tell you to put your caramel pudding in a safer place. Beel’s going to be back from his morning workout soon.”

“Alrighty then. Thanks for the heads up.”

Cleaning the House of Lamentation proved to be an easier job than either Saima or Parvana expected since Lucifer had enlisted the help of his brothers. By quarter to noon, everything was spotless.

“Mannn…” Mammon sighed. “That was a lot. I can't believe I woke up to do all this cleanin'”

“At the very least, your friends would be comfortable,” Satan chuckled. 

“Of course, I’d want to go all out for this. Actually, I’m pretty excited to meet Joanne’s friends, too. I'm especially excited to meet Sherry. She seems especially cool” said Saima.

Leviathan was about to say something when Lucifer came in with a peculiar expression on his face. “Lord Diavolo asked us to meet him at the RAD Council room to discuss a last-minute change of plan,” he said.

“A last-minute change?” Murmurs of confusion rippled through the living room.

“He didn’t tell me what exactly will happen. We should go and hear about it.”

~*****************************************************************~

“I’m glad you all could make it,” Lord Diavolo said. Everyone from the House of Lamentation and Purgatory Hall had congregated in the council room, all with looks of confusion on their faces. “Now, you all may be wondering why I have gathered you all here. I have only told you that there would be a last-minute change of plans. This will not affect the event, so you don’t need to worry about that.”

“Oh? Then what’s going to happen?” Asked Solomon.

“That’s what I will tell you right now. Someone named Wattpad Y/N has sought asylum here in the Devildom so she will be staying at the new House Limbo for the time being with the new exchange students.”

“Did you say Wattpad Y/N?” said Levi

“Yes. Do you know her?”

“Ehh… Let’s just say that we’re in for… a lot.”

“Anyways, why is this person seeking asylum here?” Joanne asked.

“I’ll get to that right now,” Barbatos chimed in. “We know that Y/N is being hunted down by a subdivision of the Devildom’s Mafia. She requested that I don’t disclose the reason, as she does not feel comfortable with that.”

That’s a first, Parvana thought. And judging by Saima, Joanne, Levi, Satan, Belphie and Solomon’s faces, they seemed to be thinking the same thing. Murmurs of concern and confusion rippled throughout the room

“The Mafia?!” Luke, Beel, and Simeon yelped.

“She will be staying at the new house with the exchange students until we can find that group of demons and bring them to justice.”

If Joanne wasn’t already dreading what was to come in less than two hours, she sure was now.

“Why do I get a feeling of Deja Vu from this?”

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

How the kings would react to the shipping of them and MC

Satan

He was hanging out with his nobles, just talking gossip like normal people

But Paimon was just staying on his phone through half the conversations

"Paimon! What's so important that you're not interested in seing Sitri's baby pictures?"

Sitri was dying in the corner while Zagan was rubbing his back

Paimon takes his eyes out of his phone and giggles.

"Oh, I was just arguing with some people onlineeee"

Satan puts down the pictures of baby Sitri on the table (which Astaroth swiftly takes for himself. This will make such great blackmail material) and sits next to Paimon curiously.

"What are these dumpass arguing about now? Don't tell me Leraye started sending death threats to Barbatos over the weather again."

"Noooooo, it's better than thaaaaat. People are arguing about who the child of Solomon would dateeeee"

Satan takes Paimon's phone and starts to scroll through the comversations.

"And I'm winning, right? I mean MC has a pact with me, I was the first to meet them, it's obvious that I'm the one they'll choose"

"I know, riiiiiight?"

Satan would become the most active person in the shipping forum, just spamming it with pictures of him and MC

It's a way to assert his dominance over the whole thing.

Gamigin almost started a war between Paradise Lost and Gehenna when he started insulting Satan under his photos of MC

Mod Jjok had to work overtime to stop the harassment everyone in Gehenna was throwing at Gamigin for that

Lucifer had to send a formal apologise on behalf of his son to stop the situation from escalating further.

Mammon

Recently Eligos asked him to try on different fashion styles

At some point Mammon asks Eligos what this is all about

"The child of Solomon mentioned that they are interested in gothic fashion, so I'm trying to see what clothing would fit you and abide by goth fashion rules."

Mammon chuckles and ruffles Eligos' hair before telling him that he is already to his master's liking

"But there are a lot of people that claim that MC would be more interested in the other kings. We can't have that! Just yesterday Amon was bragging that MC and Beelzebub went on a date!"

"I'm glad they had fun with Beelzebub, but Beelzebub is mine and I am MC's. They can have fun with anyone they please."

Eligos' jaw drops to the floor. He gets flashbacks of all the arguments he had online about this and how he bought bots to mass report any Mammon x Mc slander

Eligos constantly tries to convince Mammon that the shipping wars are a big but Mammon doesn't really care.

At most he sends pictures of him and MC cuddling to Satan to spite him like all good friends do with eachother.

Leviathan

Leviathan is a lurker through the forums

It's where he got most of his information about you before kidnapping you

Probably reports all posts that aren't for the ship with him and you for false information

He would constantly post pictures of you and him doing mundane things with captions like "Living life perfectly", "Greatest day of my life", "Me and my wonderful significant other"

Makes everyone in Hades like his post and floud it with compliments

He'll make an account for you where he roleplays as a version of you that's madly innlove with you

The most likely to start an actual war between Hades and whatever ship is trending that morning

He sometimes doesn't sleep and just scrolls through the forums, refreshing constantly to see if you're having fun with someone else

King of all doxxers

No VPN will protect you from Leviathan's wrath

Beelzebub

Beelzebub was tied to his office chair with Bael glaring at him

"Go on, look at the complaint. What does it say?"

"I should take a vacation. I'm already burned out. You know, overworking is very bad for your health."

Bael glares at him with not an ounce of amusement behind his eyes

When Beelzebub skims through the files, something catches his attention

"Threat of war from Hades? I don't remember going to Hades recently, what happened?"

"While you were away having fun with the child of Solomon, Amon posted pictures of you two going at it on a forum. Next thing I know, his majesty Leviathan declared war on Avisos. I had to talk him out of it, but we now have to write a report about what happened and send it to the other kingdoms to tell them that it was resolved without any casualties."

Beelzebub was laughing his ass off while Bael was question his life choices

Beelzebub asks Amon to show him the forum which the younger devil does happily.

He sometimes go through it often, but he uses it as a way to find out where you are.

He's chiller about the whole thing, finding it kind of funny that so many people are so invested in your love life

Lucifer

Gamigin won't shut up about it.

If Lucifer took a shot every time Gamigin complained about the shipping wars, he'll dethrone Beelzebub as the king of Gluttuny

Lucifer is a softer lover, only being intense in more private parts of your relationship

So even getting him to kiss you in public (or outside the bedroom) is very hard.

This makes Gamigin's job as a shipper very hard

Lucifer finds the shipping war situation absurd

Why would anyone do this? What is it accompleshing? Why does he suddently get embargos from Hades or Gehenna after he goes on a date with you?

He'll probably have to sit Gamigin down and tell him to stop calling the other kings rude names just because they hang out with you.

It really depends on your reaction to everything as well

If you like being in the spot light, than he'll try to be more open with his affection, giving Gamigin more oportunities to gush about you online

If you want to keep your relationship more private, than he'll make all cameras fracture when pointing at the two of you

[actionjackson-org]

The turkey drumsticks at Disney be good asl, also the original photo funny asf

[distressed-devilsitter]

Saw someone say that Mammon wouldn't eat MC out...lies and slander.

NSFW Blurb Below. Minors DNI. 🔞

Mammon is so so desperate for your cunt. He begs to go down on you. He's obsessed with it. The way it smells. The way it tastes. The way it pulses around his fingers...

Beelzebub may be the avatar of gluttony, but Mammon is ravenous. He eats you out like a starving man, your slick dripping down his chin and pooling on the sheets beneath you.

Mammon loves overstimulating you. He could spend hours between your thighs, tongue pressed into your folds. You try to pull him away, tugging on his hair (joke's on you he's into that shit.) He just moans and stuffs his face closer to your heat.

[hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain]

Things the demon brothers would get cancelled for online (headcanon)

Lucifer - rumors and gossip about him having an affair with Lord Diavolo (may or may not have the RAD newspaper club's fault)

Mammon - investment scams/crypto/NFTs

Leviathan - summoning Lotan at an esports event when an opponent trashtalks him

Satan - someone on the internet made fun of his cat fursona so he personally came to their house and assaulted them, nearly killing them it was all over the news

Asmodeus - some of his ex-partners (who ended the relationship on bad terms) slandering him and saying he has a small pp

Beelzebub - restaurant Karen meltdown caught on video (they're out of hellfire chicken nuggets and the ice cream machine is broken)

Belphegor - the online drama he caused by slandering Lord Diavolo and hate speech against non-demon species especially humans

[crisalidaseason]

Day 7: New experiences

So, I was a little sick due to chronic illness, but I managed to do a little something for day 7. It's not much, but it's my farewell to this sweet event that I am so grateful for!

CW: beelzebub being a menace and a smooth criminal, also ineffable bureaucracy being disgustingly sweet, michael slander (a little bit)

"Have you seen this individual? Please contact the authorities immediatly-"

The strange device - that Gabriel quickly learned was named television - was showing a picture of a familiar looking person.

"They are a suspect of multiple crimes, such as: Arson, conspiracy, disturbing the peace, harassment, fraud, identity theft, attempted murder in strange circunstances, shoplifting, vandalism"

Gabriel proudly put a hand on his chest, while sipping some hot chocolate he had to miracle the bartender to make. He softly kissed the top of Beelzebub's hat. The little flies sleeping on the curve of the hat buzzed slightly.

"I outdid myself with that face" Beelzebub admired as their transfigured face was exhibited on the screen "it's almost creepily similar to them"

"Do you think they will notice up there?" the angel said.

Beelzebub was resting their head on the angel's shoulders, still admiring their crime streak. There was nothing better than causing absolute chaos strictly for fun, not something Beelzebub was ever able to do in hell.

"We could send them a picture, one that shows how beautifully I mimicked Michael's face" the demon replied.

Gabriel's chest rumbled in Beelzebub's ears. More kisses on the hat.

"Oh, to be a fly in heaven when they see it" the previous archangel laughed.

"We can send the one I gave you!" the lord of flies perked up.

Gabriel looked at their perfect little demon, sighing in admiration, which prompted Beelzebub to kiss the angel's lips. The two kept cuddling and exchanging kisses while contemplating the demon's masterpiece around the city. The poor bar regulars were pretty much tired of the lovey-dovey intimidating couple, but never daring to say anything.

"We should go, our pottery class starts soon" the demon reminded Gabriel while checking the clock.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" the angel stood up, offering his hand to the demon and leaving the bar.

[achy-boo]

Replaced? We don't think so.

Theme: Replaced Mc au

Warning: Angst, cursing, slander towards cast(Expect Beelzebub, Mammon and the angels), and I will add more if I can.

Note: I always love Replaced MC Au. To all the writers there, You did a fabulous job writing them.

Summary: Who knew that a new exchange student who Diavolo brought to the program would make your life in Devildom a living hell? But fear not my dear, You have people by your side including the two people you met in the human world. Who are they? And did they know the new exchange and if so..how?

The three exchange Students

[Prologue]

[Chapter 1]

[Chapter 2]

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[ineffableducks]

things that are spot on about beelzebub in good omens as someone who worships the demon they're based on

(i'm a demolator which means i worship demons. yes srsly.)

(for complete clarity, i'm going to refer to the entity beelzebub with he/him bc that's how he presents to me as, and refer to the character beelzebub as they/them)

(and if you're going to be mean about demonolatry or my beliefs/experiences then go away)

first of all, demons don't really have consistent genders. beelzebub (entity) presents pretty consistently masculine throughout history, but he can take feminine and androgynous forms and has been recorded to do so. the non binary rep and interpretation is my favourite thing.

some stories go that after jesus descended into hell and subsequently escaped, satan was dethroned as the ruler of hell (this doesn't mean that his power was taken away - just that he doesn't personally manage the demons anymore). the title was then passed onto beelzebub who is referred to consistently as a high ranking demon, specifically as a duke or a prince, among others. i really love how beelzebub is the one running things in hell as grand duke. ppl love to give satan all the attention, and it's not like i'm slandering him, but it's tiring to see big bad cookie cutter satan in EVERY show. beelzebub (GO) is a breath of fresh air.

absolutely commands attention when you're in their space. needs you to know that they are the Lord of the Flies, Supreme Chief of the Empire of Hell, Archdemon of Gluttony, and you cannot make any mistake about it.

the buzzing noises when they talk - absolutely canon.

they both appear in a swarm of flies when you least expect bc they have something to say to u that cannot wait. this is how beelzebub first made his presence known to me. just sent me a swarm of flies. twice. can't say he's ever manifested his form into the swarm but hey.

also if he needs my attention, he sends a single fly to buzz in my room until i find out what he wants. sometimes i forget and try to kill the fly. i never can. the fly harassing gabriel who is unable to kill it is so real in this way.

in the final episode when beelzebub holds the fly on their finger... that has happened to me. a while before GO2 came out, he sent me a fly that did exactly that to me, and then i saw the promo photo of beelzebub (GO) holding the fly and i lost my mind.

afaik beelzebub (entity) and gabriel (entity) are not interested in each other but i could be wrong????? it's definitely not rare for demons and angels to interact.

the packet of crisps... they're a demon associated with gluttony and find it amusing when gabriel says they 'don't have to consume.' also, both appreciate booze.

both enjoy music and give ominous warnings like 'every day, something is getting closer.' like ok.

overall, i like how they were watered down from the first season. yes, they're a demon, but demons are not inherently malevolent. ppl who worship them do not think that they're brimming with evil. they're just entities that have been literally demonised over the years. it was nice to see a morally grey portrayal of beelzebub in season 2 and to have them gain agency and choose something that matters more to them than hell.

Ave Beelzebub and thank u neil gaiman.

[darkleysgarden]

I Don't Understand

Angst | Fluff | Hurt/Comfort | Romance

Diavolo/Satan

2369 words

Satan doesn't understand. He doesn't understand anything at all. His brothers aren't helping him understand anymore. But, maybe Diavolo will.

♡

"I suppose this is obvious, but I've never actually been to the Celestial Realm," Diavolo said.

Of course the angelic Realm had to be brought up. Just the thought of the place made his throat burn, mouth bitter with distaste. And worst of all, that stupid feeling in his chest that hurt. He never understood these feelings, and maybe he never would.

Diavolo continued to speak curiously, "All I know about it is what I've heard from the rumors. Would you mind telling me what it's like there?"

And there it was. Now they would start talking and reminiscing about that stupid place.

He tried his best to contain his anger and hatred. If he didn't, he would just become hated by them as much as he hated them already. And something inside of him didn't want that.

"It's a beautiful place," Simeon, the angel that had arrived that day, started. "Whereas the Devildom is a land of darkness, the Celestial Realm is one of light. It's a land without shadow, overflowing with soft, gentle light."

Satan hated the praise the angel was giving the place. Plus, in the process, he was slandering the Devildom, the only home Satan ever knew. If he could even call it home.

"Huh, the Celestial Realm..." Belphegor said, almost dreamily (fitting as he was always napping around the house). "That really brings back memories."

And now his 'brothers' were starting to get involved. Stupid Realm, stupid talk, stupid Diavolo, stupid Simeon. Everything was just stupid.

Even if his vocabulary sounded childish in his head, he didn't care. Everything just felt so....stupid.

Maybe a year of living was not enough to build a great vocabulary. He would have to work harder and read more.

"Yeah," Beelzebub whispered, stomach growling (even though he was currently eating). "Celestial Realm cooking is delicious. Like all of it."

Leviathan spoke as well, "Listen, Beel, it's fine to reminisce, but could you maybe stop drooling while you eat?"

Asmo, the only brother Satan could tolerate, joined in the ridiculous conversation as well. "The Celestial Realm really is beautiful, every inch of it. Now that I think about it, I guess that only served to enhance my own beauty."

Satan tried not to burst at this, Asmo being involved sucked the most. Yet, it didn't hurt nearly as much as what he said next. "...The Celestial Realm..." He sighed, clearly sad.

Emotions rushed at Satan. Did Asmo hate it here in the Devildom? Does that mean that Asmo hated him as well? Was Satan just that insufferable? Does Asmo lay awake at night wishing that he wasn't here in the Devildom, wishing that he wasn't here in the Devildom with the obnoxious child of a demon, Satan?

Satan couldn't hold in his emotions any longer. He banged his hands down harshly on the table, silverware clattering at the rush. He stood with anger, yelling at the group of demons, angels, and the human, "This dinner party sucks! I can't take any more of this. I'm going back to my room."

Asmo was the only 'brother' that seemed to care, calling after him as he began to leave the room, "Wh- Satan!"

Mammon sighed, "Just 'cause he doesn't know what we're talkin' about, he has ta get all grumpy. Seriously, he's hopeless."

A sharp, unexplainable pang erupted in his chest.

He made it out of the room, leaning against the wall. Then, he just listened.

Lucifer, that bastard, was quick to apologize, "I apologize, Diavolo."

He was taking this responsibility for Satan's actions as if they were heinous. He just wanted to leave before his face became wet with tears in front of everyone.

"Oh don't worry about me," Diavolo brushed off, "I'm not offended."

That shows Lucifer. The bastard apologized for actions Satan committed, despite the fact that they weren't bad at all.

"But I'm afraid we weren't being considerate of Satan's feelings, were we?"

Satan gasped. His cheeks heated up for some weird reason. He didn't know why. His face got hot when he was mad. But he was not angry, in fact, he felt the opposite.

Somebody....cares about his feelings?

Sure, Asmo always seemed to. But that was just Asmo.

This time Diavolo cared. And that was different... for whatever reason. It just.. was.

Mammon spoke up, but Satan was hardly paying attention after Diavolo's comment, still trying to understand his feelings, "Eh, forget about him. It doesn't matter what we talk about - he still wouldn't like it."

"But at least he doesn't fly off the handle and start breaking things, right?" Leviathan replied. "Maybe he's made some progress."

At least Leviathan was acknowledging that much of him. Satan was trying, he really was. It wasn't his fault that he felt this way. He didn't want to feel this way.

"You have a point, yeah," Beelzebub agreed. "When we first got here, he'd yell at us for breathing too loud."

Was Satan really that bad? Is he still that insufferable? He wasn't trying to be bad. Did Diavolo think of him like that too?

"Then he'd fly off the handle and start destroying stuff," Beelzebub finished.

Luke, the tiny Chihuahua-looking angel, had a voice that trembled in fear as he made his comment, "Demons, they... they get angry so easily... it's terrifying...!"

"Well, I'm glad he's been making progress," Diavolo said, and Satan could hear the smile in his voice, the true care in his voice. "It's proof that little by little, he's starting to adjust to his new environment."

Diavolo... is glad that he's making progress? He doesn't know why, but his face started to burn hotter at that comment. His heart started to race. It felt nothing like he was angry, and he wasn't angry. So, why did he feel like this?

In his confusion, he ran up the stairs to his room. He was not going to eavesdrop any longer, something was happening to him when he did. And it all had to do with Diavolo.

Every time he felt like this it had to do with Diavolo. What was the demon doing to him? Was it some kind of curse? Why Satan? Was it because he was untrustworthy?

He groaned as he flopped onto his bed, face hitting his pillow.

Why was everything so complicated? In the one year, he had been officially alive, everything was going awful. He had no control of himself, everybody hated him, Lucifer hated him most of all, and whatever was up with Diavolo.

Why was Satan stuck with this much rotten luck? He never tried to do anything.

Maybe it was his fault that Lucifer declared war and made tons of idiotic decisions during said war. But Satan wasn't himself during that! He was just anger.

And he has always just been anger.

His eyes burned. He hated it when he cried. It made him feel weak. Maybe anger scared the people around him. But he would rather people feel afraid of him than have their pity.

Maybe... he was scared. He didn't know what he felt ever. He was trying to learn, trying to run and catch up. Sometimes he just felt like a child. But he never was a child. And now he couldn't do anything about it. He just had to try and act like an adult, try to be smart, and take control of his feelings. But it was hard, and he had no idea what he was doing.

A knock on the door broke his train of thought.

Right as he was about to yell at whoever to leave him alone, a voice spoke, "Satan, it's me, Diavolo, I'm here to check on you."

Normally he would be offended if people wanted to check on him, yet he did not feel that way this time for whatever reason.

He took a deep breath, calming himself, and his voice, "One second!"

He used his weak magic that was only strong enough to pick up a small object to float over a tiny mirror.

Satan felt the need to look good for Diavolo, even if he did not understand why.

He looked at himself in the mirror, checking his hair, wiping under his eyes, and doing what he could to make himself look presentable and nice for the future demon king.

Satan cleared his throat, raising his voice slightly to be heard, "You can come in now!"

Diavolo walked in with a concerned expression plastered on his face, "Are you feeling okay? I am so sorry for bringing up the Celestial Realm. I know that it hurts not to understand what everyone around you is talking about."

Satan found himself... smiling? "It's alright." When was it ever alright for him? What is wrong with him right now? "It was not your fault that I overreacted."

"No, I get it," Diavolo grabbed his hands.

Satan's face got incredibly hot, his brain short-circuited, and he didn't know what to say in the moment.

"When I was younger, I wasn't allowed to leave the castle," Diavolo frowned at the memory. "I didn't know about the outside at all. Sometimes guests would come in and talk about what they would do outside, and it always hurt. It hurt to know that there was this amazing place just right out of my reach that was amazing, a place everybody loved and held in high regards. Yet, I wasn't allowed to know. I could never go there myself. I just had to listen even when it hurt, pretending like I understood even when I didn't. And even when I knew, even when I went outside for the first time, I didn't experience the same thing or the same place."

Satan didn't know why he was crying, but Diavolo didn't care.

Over his sobs he tried to weep out his side, "That is exactly how I feel. I don't understand anything. I've never understood anything! And it hurts. It hurts so much. And living in this house is pure torture! It's like I'm watching a happy family, no, ruining a happy family. They have all of these memories I don't understand, all of these memories that I was not a part of. Yet, I have to pretend like I was, pretend like I am part of the family anyway."

"Satan, you are a part of the family, I promise you that."

He didn't reply. He was just happy to know that Diavolo cared.

Satan's head lulled onto Diavolo's shoulder, he was tired after crying his emotions out.

Diavolo's hand reached up, delicately wiping away the tears under his eyes, "Sleep well."

Satan's eyes drooped until he did fall asleep.

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When Satan woke up, his initial feeling was to be panicked and stab whoever snuck their way into his bed.

That was until he realized it was Diavolo.

The bigger man was sleeping behind him, hugging him close.

Satan's cheeks burnt again, but he relaxed into Diavolo's arms.

Should he be sleeping in the same bed as the prince? He's read books where sleeping in the same bed as others is bad. Was this bad? It couldn't be. They didn't do anything, and Diavolo seemed fine with it.

He couldn't panic anymore because Diavolo woke up, mumbling, "Good morning, 'Tan."

Once again, his cheeks heated up. What the hell was that called? Was it.... blushing? No, that was a romantic thing. Nothing about this was romantic. Cuddling and sharing a bed were also romantic....

No. This wasn't.....

The way he was feeling wasn't.... love, was it?

No. Absolutely not. He didn't feel love. He only felt anger. He is Satan, Avatar of Wrath. He felt wrath, that's it.

So why did he feel like this? Is this what love felt like?

Remembering himself, he mumbled an awkward and late, "Morning."

"I'm sorry for sleeping here," Diavolo said, embarrassed, yet still not letting go of him. "You didn't seem like you wanted me to leave, and it was getting late...."

"It's fine," He squeaked out.

Diavolo was holding him. That fact was starting to set in.

"It was unproper of me as a prince."

Diavolo sat up. Satan realized then that they weren't under the blankets.

"You look so cute like that," Diavolo said, only to blush when he realized what he had said.

Satan blushed the same, sitting up. "I'm not cute."

"You are when you pout like that."

Neither of them said anything for awhile.

Satan didn't know what to say.

His mind was going haywire until his eyes locked on something. Diavolo's lips.

At that point, he wasn't thinking anymore.

He just leaned forward and pecked Diavolo on the lips.

But, immediately as he did, he jumped backwards, surprised at his own actions.

His hand raised to cover his mouth, blush reaching his ears, "I am sorry."

Diavolo chuckled. Satan hated that he liked his laugh. "It's okay, Satan. In fact, it is more than okay."

Satan lowered his hand, shock in his system.

Satan kissed Diavolo. That was Satan's first kiss. And that means... Diavolo's his first love? He didn't know. Did he need to work that out right now?

Most importantly, Diavolo was okay with it?

"May I?" Diavolo questioned, smirking as he leaned closer.

Satan nodded to the best of his abilities. His brain was dead.

Their lips connected, and in that moment he didn't know what to do. He had never kissed anyone before. And he was never one for romance, so his books never went in detail about it.

So, Diavolo took the lead, kissing him with passion.

Satan closed his eyes, it felt right to do so. And since he didn't know what to do, he did just that with everything, whatever felt right.

And they continued to kiss until they were both panting fir air.

Satan's face was terribly red, and Diavolo's was too.

"Satan, I think I left my nail polish in here when I painted your nails yesterday-"

Asmo had walked in, freezing at the sight before smirking. "Pretend I was never here. I have lube, condoms, and whatever you need! Just text me and I'll snap it over!"

Satan was sure that he died of embarrassment in that moment.