#belphagor angst

[danger-noodle-uwu]

Trigger warning [mentions of killing/arguments/death/break-ups/cheating/etc]

Satan

Wrath is vengeful, wrath is destruction however this never bothered you or got in the way of dating Satan, The Avatar of wrath himself.

But as one could say, the true nature of a being could never remain under the covers. There was vengeance peering above the surface, and destruction awaiting at an unknown's doors, you did not knew.

Satan had great many contacts and to keep that up, he need to do few favors but not every favor was not-so-bloody. And lost in such an expectations of others did he forget an important day like today.

As always the day started as chaos, which couldn't have been helped either way and the blond had grown sick of that, unknown to the cause of chaos and decided to act upon the list he had, completely overlooking your smile, or the stunning outfit complimenting your figure or the day itself.

Upon this ignorance of his, you really wished face-palm. His demeanor was rather annoying, which only fueled you more to smack him. Really hard.

Today was well-planned, at least that's what you thought before dragging him away from his target and scolding him for leaving you on your own in a place crawling with demons.

Satan being the literal embodiment of wrath yet also your lover said "Get off me. I have things to do. And stop being so damn clingy." "Hey, it's your fault for leaving me on my special day!plus, there's sooo many things I wanna do toda–"

"Please shut up for once in your goddamn life!!" His sharp scream cut you off as his eyes bore into yours; eyes full of hatred and disgust as if you were a wretched grotesque placed before him.

Those words accompanied by his harsh glares was enough to make your heart shatter and knifes to be jabbed in your chest while eyes stung with tears that you pathetically hid by averting them as you asked "what did I do wrong..?"

Who knew that one sentence was enough to make those unshed tears flow and litter your rosy cheeks that he'd usually squish and fawn over but alas, all that comforted you was his back.

"Your whole being is the most ugliest!" Lies. Lies. He knew his tongue spat venom at you with words that could never be true because you're his world but the blinding rage doesn't allow him to say so and thus instead, his hand runs through golden locks out of pure frustration as he finally turned to face you.

There was something terrifying about him that very moment which made you mumble out a small "...I'm sorry..." before running off; the sharp pain in your heart only grew with him staring at you like that. It was all just too much. His wrath was suffocating you but to ruin your birthday without even remembering it.

You did didn't care for how bad your muscles ached as you ran further away from him. All that you wanted is to be alone and cry your heart out in hopes that this agony would subside yet part of you hoped that he cared and would come after you or stop you. Which never happened.

Satan has always been so...uncooperative and complicated towards everyone that it almost made him unreachable at times especially when it comes to Lucifer however today, it became different.

His face was scrunched and tense as Lucifer advised him to give you space before talking things out and perhaps getting you a gift as well for both an apology and your birthday; his body pacing back and forth in his room reconsidering things he's spoke until now, not even bothered to consider this as a special day while his elder patiently waited for him to calm down. They both how much you mean to Satan despite him hurting you and making you feel unwanted.

And would anyone look at the avatar of wrath while he's on his knees; practically begging to set things write and for you to accept his apology. However much like always, you don't fail at surprising him when your lips clumsily crash against his.

That he moment he knew how truly beautiful you are in every sense. From physical appearance to your dream-like soul. Every inch was perfect.

Asmodeus

'Touchy and irresponsible as always' you sighed looking over and frowning at Asmodeus who was so clearly lost in the seemingly endless attention they give him as their hands roam his body while he's biting his lip. He was enjoying this, wasn't he?

The thought of him being touched by somebody else made your stomach churn and eyes sting with hurt and envy; he was the avatar of lust, true but couldn't he not do this on your birthday at least and pay attention to you.

You could bet as to how pathetic you were looking drinking demonus with tears in your eyes and surrounded by demons who could just swallow you whole without your lover even batting an eye. Afterall, he'd rather be someone's bed warmer than your boyfriend.

"Hey...are you okay?" Honestly, you didn't know this stranger's name or anything about him but he still had some concern for your well-being; way more than your beloved however made you self-conscious as how pathetic you may have appeared and let your emotions get the best of you in front of unknown people.

"Yea..." you replied flushed from embarrassment and the crimson liquid that rested in your glass. It was really humiliating and made you feel awfully shy at the same time.

"If you say so, but don't hesitate to tell me if there's anything bothering you or if—" He leans closer to whisper in your ear before continuing "—someone's bothering you..." His voice was authoritative yet gentle much akin to a soft breeze from the human world despite being a demon.

"Oh! And I'm Ethan..." a blush ghosted over his cheeks as he realized that he hadn't even introduced himself while you told him yours as he gave you his number offering to help you just in case.

Truth be told, you were smiling to yourself glancing on the tissue that he wrote his number on and the fact that he even wrote happy to help made you grin wider. It was such a sweet gesture.

However unknownst to you, Asmo seemed to have noticed the whole interaction and was fuming with envy; so jealous that he could put Levi to shame. His face burned with heat and beads of sweat rolled down. He hated how that putrid demon had the audacity to flirt and blush at you yet his anger only stirred further when you smiled at him.

The avatar of lust stormed over to you and dragging you out of the fall, harsh grip on your wrist that would probably leave a bruise and then slammed you against the cold wall in the alleyway.

"What are you—!!" You were muffled by his lips smashing against yours; hands roaming your body as desire burned in your veins. Lips synced and danced against each other into a steamy make-out session however he pulled away.

"Why were you flirting with that guy?! You know that demons can hurt you then why my darling must you do this?!" It was irritating as to how he interrogated you but didn't even consider his own actions and the way he neglected you.

Did he even remember your birthday..?

"You say this as if YOU weren't smothering some random people in front of your girlfriend on OUR date!!" And finally, he realized what he's been doing all day. He was avoiding and ignoring you, too busy and consumed by his own...thoughts while you constantly tried to spend quality time with him.

"Baby...I'm sorry..." He coos gently holding your face and cradling you as tears cascaded your face. You looked so miserable because him and he made an internal promise to treat you better and not neglect your emotions.

"Y-you even forgot my birthday..." you sobbed into his soft hands as his eyes widened before he kissed you again. This time much gently and lovingly; full of adoration and affection but desperate for you.

You knew he meant it but forgiving is easier said than done. Even if you would accept him, it'd much later as for now, you wanted him to show is emotions; his real self that was vulnerable and loving; one that was guilty of hurting you. One that loved you beyond his own sin.

You would be lying if you said your heart wasn't melting for him as his hand intertwined with yours while the other rested around your waist and blush littered his face; all for you.

All of him softened just for you; all those emotions showered upon you because all of his love was meant for you.

Beelzebub

Gluttony is like a venom that spreads in your body; turning one into a hungry beast ready to devour his prey and another into a starved being—but for somebody who personified the sin in itself would be beyond a monster or an other horrendous creature imaginable.

Thus, can you really blame Beelzebub for ingesting the whole food supply of house of lamentation alongside of some cutlery after a seemingly intense workout as well 7 hours of helping satan shift his books in order to clean the empty space.

He was salivating at the sight of everything before as his vision molded it into something edible...delicious and well; in front of him were you, standing there awkwardly as his eyes hovered over you however not in a lustful but more like a locking the meat of your bones manner.

"B-beel, you alright..?" His intense gaze made you feel uncomfortable as you shifted in your place yet he didn't blink once as if his hunger overtook him...making him forget who you were.

You couldn't breathe, couldn't move an inch without him lunging at you with those eyes full of hunger for anything to satiate the emptiness within his stomach including you. However, Luck was on your side since it was your own birthday as Asmodeus happened to pass by the scene hoisting his phone up taking selfish before rushing towards you.

"Darling, Beel, what are you guys... doing?" By the end of his question, he knew what was coming. He is well aquaintated with Beel's endless hunger that violently shook the atmosphere in the whole house.

As you stood unblinking staring back at the avatar of gluttony trembling with fear whilst his ragged breaths were heard in the silence of the hall. The very next second he pounced at you transforming into his demon form; claws beared as if he was readily about to rip your heart out.

Yet somehow you were alive; alive and thrown over like a sack of potatoes on Asmo's shoulder as he sprinted towards his room with an echoing sound of certain rumbling in the background that made shiver in dread.

"Honey, you're alright. You're safe, okay? Phew!" He collapsed next to you on the floor next to you after ensuring the door was properly locked, clearly out of breath while still attempting to comfort your troubled form.

Despite knowing he cannot control his hunger, you couldn't help but tighten your throat or fall victim to the ache plastered within your chest. He loves you, you know it but this...hurt more than expected.

The clutches of gluttony were like shackles that bound him and drove him to try to...the thought alone makes you want throw up or is it because his twin succeeded at a similar task.

"Hey...Mc, don't cry, darling. It'll all be okay, I promise! Forget everything it's your birthday, isn't it?" The blond cradled you in his arms trying to shush away your tears meanwhile you sobbed and cried; planned everything, got up early to bake for him and even got the tickets to a movie he was excited about.

"It's so unfair! So unfair, Asmo!!" Why did this have to happen when all you did was try your best? Why are you doomed to fail at every given task? Was this all your fault?

Such thoughts consumed you wholly as your sobs turned into more cries that dragged Asmo's poor heart along with it; it hurt him so much to see someone he considered family be hurt so much. To be broken that they're reduced to a teary mess on the floor.

In the hallway, Lucifer and Satan towered upon Beelzebub who finally calmed down, happily chomping the food he was given; almost uncaring of his twin that laid kissing the ground with a large bruise forming on his forehead.

"W-where *chomp* is cupcake?" He muttered with a mouthful, thinking you must be hungry and not even remembering what he did as he was a puppet under the control of his sin.

"In Asmodues's room..." Lucifer sighed while Satan raged at the sight of the havoc wrecked upon his book—cursed ones, collector's edition, etc. They were everywhere torn into half or bites into and discarded afterwards.

"They must be sobbing since you were ever so nice to them on their birthday!" Satan mocked knowing how badly his brother fucked up while the orange head gushed the memories right into his eyes. Each moment he made a decision worse than the other.

"Oh my poor Mc, sleep well..." you didn't realize how exhausted you were from the whole event that you passed out between Asmo's arms who later tucked you within the comforting confines of your own bed.

But peace never really lasted long as you woke up, only to be greeted by a decorated room, a cake with several other snacks littered on the table and Beelzebub by your side with apologetic eyes as a melody played accompanied by the voices belonging to the remaining brothers.

"I'm sorry, cupcake...I didn't mean to scare you or hurt you, I just don't know what's wrong with me but please forgive me...I love you..." His eyes bore guilt as he was reminded of an older time, an older mistake before his hands caged yours affectionately before kissing them lovingly.

The orange headed demon never wished to be more than your protector, that gives away his life to save yours but also a lover that wants to build a family with you; one that he loves dearer than himself.

Belphegor

Does fate really hate you? If not, why must it be you who suffers with people misunderstanding you or blaming you for actions not performed by you?

"Come on, it's not that bad...just a stupid nightmare!" You hopped onto your feet before changing into your outfit for the day; one that made you feel good about yourself unlike the haunting nightmares that weren't leaving you alone.

As you left your room trying your best to force a smile out, there was a voice that felt familiar as it belonged to a certain great demon who bestowed the wishes of having the best birthday.

"Happy birthday, h-human!" He spoke loudly as if reminding the others of the day despite the whole hall being empty. The gesture in itself was funny, his hand putting your head like a puppy except for the part he himself looked like one.

"Thanks, mammon." And there it was your signature smile that could possibly make anybody melt, though how could you believe it; a rose can never see its reflection.

Reaching the dining hall, the atmosphere felt tense as if everyone was on edge, all but one person. He was missing entirely. Belphegor wasn't there. Was he still asleep?

Before you could ask, Lucifer announced "Belphegor will not be joining us today." And continued to finish his breakfast with what seemed to be a bothered expression.

"Hey beel, what happened?" You couldn't help wonder what did your boyfriend did this time to piss of the eldest and if so, why wasn't satan assisting the crime. "Belphi, h-he said some really mean things..." beelzebub was feeling guilty fill up his stomach, his appetite dying or perhaps killed by someone else.

"Okay..." you knew that the orange headed demon was hiding something, swallowing his own words however why you just couldn't decipher. His voice was strained that it made you feel very uneasy about what really conspired when you were asleep.

"Levi, can you tell me what really happened? Please!!" You pleaded with puppy eyes as soon as the remaining brothers had dispersed from the dining hall; to avoid the extra ears and overly exaggerated explanations.

"Normie, first off promise me you won't tell anybody that i told you this!" He whisper-yelled as you nodded your head vigorously. "Okay--fine, so belphi woke up in a super sour mood and since lucifer decided to call him to the dining hall himself...he said a lot of mean things..."

Leviathan felt a bitter taste in his mouth knowing his next words would most likely ruin your birthday and put you into doubt of your own relationship and partner.

"He spoke a lot of nonsense about lucifer, you know normie...And he--um, he said you weren't that great and just kinda wasted his time w-which is like total bullshit, right? Like normie, you're like Henry 3.0, totally cool and awesome!" He tried his best to soothe the wound he had to give you in order for the truth to be told.

But there it was, a sound of your own heart being crushed and sensation of wet tears dripping down your cheeks. It hurt you so much to hear that your lover spoke of you behind your back that you couldn't take it anymore and sprinted all the way back to your room; leaving Leviathan to only his worry and concern in the dining hall.

Especially on your birthday, that in itself felt like a cheap move being played on you as you felt needles pricking through your chest, and it hurt so much. It felt like the nightmares were true when they played the same scenario where he used you; he used you like a pawn.

Meanwhile, in the twins' room, Belphegor laid in bed with a weird feeling filling him; one that felt so heavy that he couldn't sleep it off. But why? He just couldn't pinpoint.

"Belphi, have spoken with Mc yet? It's their birthday...you should really go to see them..." the avatar of gluttony had his head lowered as he pouted; visibly hungry but at a lack of food.

"WHAT!" "Yea its their birthday, belphi..?" Belphegor panicked for at least 5 minutes before gathering himself and rushing to the kitchen to make something--a cake, should it be okay but what if you're craving ramen instead..? Or something salty? SHIT

He's never been so frantic and panicked; he felt like a single mother raising 6 children...wait why does that sound familiar? ANYWAYS, no time for that.

It took about 2 hours for the whole thing to be prepared; while he had tasked satan to buy your favorite snacks. In the end, he was drenched in sweat from the whole last minute preparation that he did.

On the other hand, you were passed out on your bed; tears dried up on your face and slightly puffy lips and very gracelessly flopped onto your bed.

Belphegor's heart ached at the sight of you, he knew his words have been heard by someone who didn't deserve them. Who deserved love and not such cruel things.

"Love, wake up...c'mon its your birthday..." He voice was gentle as if a one wrong word could shatter you like glass and his hands caressed your cheeks; before kissing you passionately.

You rubbed your eyes as your boyfriend kissed your forehead and pulled you off of the bed. He was smothering you with kisses somewhat lazily; letting eachone feel feather like on your skin.

"Happy birthday my star, I'm sorry for what is said earlier...I promise you that I never meant any of it...I just--lost myself to anger, I'm sorry." He's efforts were visible in both his voice and your room; the blanket Fort certainly seemed impressive and most likely he had your favorite movie paused.

"It's not okay to speak such things about you're partner belphi on any day let alone their birthday. Yet I am much kinder than you think...I forgive you." You pouted with fake anger evident in your voice; playing pretend was fun as hr fell for your words in the beginning but definitely caught up in the end.

And as the day came to a close, you both were snuggled into each other's warmth and cuddling; the harsh words and hot tears forgotten or perhaps changed into smiles of contentment.

Afterall, belphegor was your dark sky and you were his star; without one the other would feel empty and out of place. He was the one who wanted to drown into the depths with you or burn with the passion he held for you...And both remain a pleasure to him...

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A/n; I had no ideas for belphi and was abt to write he slept that it off like he was in a coma xD

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you didn’t actually expect to like them did you?

“Who are you?” Was your first thought, however, is that really a question you should be asking to someone who looks just like you?

“I’m MC….who are you?” The person replied in a slightly defensive tone. You could tell they were weary of you right off the bat.

Who wouldn’t be if they saw what you both were currently experiencing.

“I’m MC too.” You replied. The frown they gave you didn’t go unnoticed.

“That can’t be possible. Who are you really?” They asked, taking a step forward.

“It is possible… because we are the same person.”

“What are you talking about?” They asked again.

Had your Barbatos not explained the whole time situation to them? You thought with an annoyed sigh.

“I’m you and you’re me, we’re from different universes. That book you dropped by the doorway…Barbatos gave it to you did he not?” You asked, showing them the matching book in your hand.

“He did. Why do you ask?” They questioned picking up the book.

“This was the cause of what happened between us. Have you not realized the demon brothers you’ve been hanging around with were awfully clingy and needy” you asked. Their answer was something you had been waiting to hear due to the reputation they had in their original universe.

“That does make sense…but why are you bringing this up?”

“Because our souls switched. We had both been reading this book at the same time one night and the next morning it switched our souls. Mine went to your universe and yours went to mine.”

The confused look that plagued their face was one that brought surprise to yours.

“Had Barbatos not informed you?”

“I haven’t spoken to him much. I’m not fond of the butler to be honest. But I’ve been getting better” they said with a sigh.

“You’ve been getting better?”

“Yeah, with interacting with demons”

“Did you have trouble talking to them or something?”

Your question provoked an offended look on their face and they quickly responded. “I hated demons so I didn’t talk to them much is all. However the brothers…well I suppose your brothers helped me”

“They helped you? In what way?” A part of you hoped they wouldn’t say what you thought it was.

“I had a talk with them after getting into it with Belphie. But he apologized for everything that happened in the attic, all of them also made it a point to include me and not overstep boundaries” they explained, the frown on their face disappearing ever so slightly as they continued to speak.

Your demons apologized.

Belphegor apologized?

Your Belphegor apologized to a human he didn’t even kill from another universe.

You looked at them blankly and asked “What did he apologize for?”

“For killing us.”

“You stole my apology.”

“What?”

A second later you harshly shoved them into the wall. The loud thud sound rang through the room as you approached them.

“You have no right to receive my apology when your demons apologize on a daily basis.”

“They never meant it. It was always some half hearted apology and they hoped I would eventually forgive them if they said sorry enough”

“An apology is an apology. You should be grateful you got one.”

“I am. Why are you so upset?”

“Because that was supposed to be me. Unlike your demons, mine have never brought up the incident. They never considered my feelings or much less cared.”

“Are you saying they never brought up the whole ordeal once?”

“Yes they just swept the whole thing under the rug”

“Why didn’t you say anything? Why did you let them walk all over you like that? You’re not some doormat” They replied standing up to talk face to face with you.

You gave them an offended look but refused to say anything because deep down you knew a part of it was true. The other MC sighed and looked at you apologetically.

“You need to set boundaries.”

“And you need to go back to your own world” you snapped.

They sighed and averted their gaze from you. “I don’t think I’m ready to see them yet”

“Diavolo is getting out of control there. You need to go back.” You replied bluntly.

“What if I don’t want to?” They asked, raising an eyebrow. A part of them wondered how far they could pester you till you began to get provoked, however they decided against it in the end.

The dissatisfied expression that crossed your face didn’t go unnoticed by them, however they didn’t falter.

“I don’t feel like dealing with Diavolo’s whole exchange program. He keeps pushing the topic so much it’s unsettling. Ever since the incident I had with the brothers he was the first one who suggested we make up. However when I denied him he didn’t quit” They sighed.

“You think I want to deal with it? He dislocated my arm and tried to trap me at the castle” you replied with a more aggressive tone than before.

They raised an eyebrow and looked at you slightly concerned. “He did that?” They asked, even if they hated Diavolo’s presence he never once laid a hand on them, so for him to do that to another version of them was quite a shock.

“Yeah he did. That’s not the point however. The point is you need to go back and fix whatever happened between you and your demons so I can go home to mine”

They shuffled around skeptically and looked at you with a sigh. “I don’t know if I can face them. What if I end up hurting them again or they set me off with their obsessive behavior? Not that I minded it in the beginning but you get the idea. I just don’t know how to feel around them.”

You gave them a large sigh in response. Even now you were giving advice to someone when you got none in return. “Just take it slow. And do the same thing you’ve been doing with my demons. I’m sure they like you enough to understand you require boundaries” you spoke, smiling half heartedly trying not to show how upset you were in the process.

“You think so? I guess it never hurts to try” they replied after sometime in thought, to their response you only gave a small nod.

You walked over to them and held out their version of the cursed book, nodding for them to take it. For a while they stared at the book, then looked back and forth between theirs and yours.

Annoyed, you held the book out further until they finally took it and gave you yours. They gave you a small smile and a nod.

“Well thank you for the advice, but if I want to get better I should start as soon as I can.” They spoke softly. “Thank you for helping me, even if you weren’t directly there, I appreciate it”

“You’re welcome, but I didn’t do much” you spoke curtly, frankly you were still upset at them so you had no intention of being friendly, even if they tried to be. Where was this hateful human Barbatos and the others spoke so much about?

Clearly after getting what you wanted for so long they were nowhere to be found, it’s funny no?

“Oh but I do have one piece of advice for you.”

Curious you raised an eyebrow.

“It’s okay to let your wrath linger. If you don’t and continue down the same path you’ll be the only one hurt in the end”

“You’re a good person…try not to let others take advantage of you okay? Stand up for yourself. It’s okay to put yourself first”

Your eyes shot open and you watched them disappear out of the same door they came through without another word. With an annoyed grunt you plopped yourself down on the attic bed and looked up at the ceiling.

Throughout this whole ordeal you’ve learned a lot about yourself, however not in the way you wanted at all.

You never realized how much of a pushover you were in the beginning, or how much of a people pleaser you’d become for them. Honestly you blamed a small amount of your demise on you not listening to Lucifer, however that wasn’t the case anymore. You still shouldn't have been killed whether or not you listened to him.

Demons will be demons though, is what you continued to tell yourself. How true was this statement though? And why were you using it to justify their actions?

They’re demons, they can’t be trusted.

It looks like Barbatos wasn’t wrong when he claimed that if you switched with them for too long your morals could be affected. Because now you were questioning everything you’ve ever grown to know and love.

Was it all true in the end?

Clicking your tongue you sat up and ripped the sheets of the bed, after the sheets the pillows and even mattress flew off the bed.

Continuing with your episode you ripped the curtains above the bed to shreds and demolished the whole room.

After you finished you stood in the center of your destruction with the book in hand breathing heavily.

Looking at the door you came from you hastily walked towards it; you’ve endured their antics for long enough, maybe this time it was truly time to put yourself first.

Pitch black engulfed you as you stepped through the door, and a few moments later you woke up to a blurry figure smiling at you gently. After taking some time to focus you recognized that it was the prince's butler.

Barbatos gave you a warm smile and went in for a hug to welcome you back. He was warm and his touch felt soothing like always. However you weren’t in the mood for it.

No later than the second he hugged you you pushed him away with a sigh and his eyes widened slightly as he looked at you.

“Is everything alright MC?” He asked with a weary voice.

“I’m fine. Just tired is all”

“Well I’ve taken the liberty of preparing a room for you to stay in at the castle, you can also join Lord Diavolo for dinner if yo-“

“No thanks. I don’t really want to see anyone right now. I just need some sleep” you replied, looking away. Honestly you probably weren’t just upset, you also were emotionally and physically drained from the whole situation.

His brows furrowed for a second then he gave you a warm smile and nodded. Like always he efficiently led you to the room so you could get some rest. After he wished you a peaceful sleep he closed the door and sighed annoyed as he stared back at the door separating you both.

He was sure he sent the other MC home, so why did they appear to be acting just as distant.

Unless that was his MC. However they’ve never been so curt with him. Not even upon meeting him for the first time, so just what exactly happened?

His eyes widened and he walked back to his room with such a displeased expression all of the other servants made sure to steer clear of his path.

The agreement was to have MC return the way they arrived, not with this new distance personally.

It appears that some people just can’t follow simple directions given to them.

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[b1zmuth]

The Mishaps of SITE: DD (Obey Me! X Reader) 

SC \\ Monsters, gore, the SCP foundation, you date everyone ig… slight angst but with a happy ending, fluff, sci-fi, experimenting, mentioned suicide, everyone is a little off their rocker, you are NOT innocent!! I'll add more tags later..

TL;DR - Think the SCP Foundation, but you are the researcher who unfortunately gets assigned to Seven Keter classified objects. 

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This fanfic was inspired by: Goldfish in a Bottle by Lucky_Fluffy (AO3) & Uncontainable by JayWrites23 (AO3) <<< this fic was the shit in prime MCYT 

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There you sat, illuminated by a blaring red light- in your desolate office, hunched over a stack of papers that you occasionally set aside after writing some confidential sentences, glancing towards a steaming cup of coffee that practically had your name written all over it- ‘’Can't. I have to finish this first..’’ after all, that stack of confidential papers wouldn’t sign themselves up to upper management. 

Only you would, after all. 

And this is how it would be for eternity, or until you finally took your own life from ‘’mental illness’’ (as they say) like the others.

This place operated like a fucking mental institution gone rogue, having researchers and workers fling themselves off of the concrete balconies to escape the neverending mind-fuck of a concrete complex this ‘’job’’ masked itself as. 

You’ve been working here for six years now, becoming a loyal and compliant worker that the higher-ups could depend on. 

Workers killed themselves again? You’ve got it covered. Another containment breach that killed nearly everyone in SITE: [REDACTED]? You're the one shipped directly to the nearest prison to get more subjects. The higher-ups need someone silenced? You're on it immediately.’’

It's safe to say, you are not innocent. You're just as bad as the next. 

If it wasn’t for them dangling the golden shimmering light of freedom over your head constantly, maybe you would have defected and saved just a couple of more lives…but god, the slight chance of freedom sounded better than certain death. 

Now that you think back on the chance of freedom, this red light was getting really fucking annoying. 

The telltale sign of a containment breach- following a loud and annoying blaring alarm that mentioned the highest class that could be roaming around the facility, scaring the everloving shit out of you when you were nothing but a rookie researcher in your original facility... To the present you who sat in your uncomfortable office chair, furiously clicking a hidden button under your desk- totally unphased by the current event that put you in imminent danger of being brutally mauled- but in reality, you couldn’t be more safe. 

Hiding in front of your chair really fools the anomalies into moving on to the next unfortunate soul- or really, letting the rookies scream and wail for help while you continue writing on those damned papers, because as you said- those papers won't be writing themselves anytime soon, and you’ll be damned if you get pink-slipped over one late paper like Thirteen did- and getting pink-slipped was bad, like extremely bad for off-fielding-researchers; getting transferred to a subject and your position being changed to on-field for months at a time.

You remember a time when you got pink-slipped, and got assigned to a misclassified anomaly… You're pretty glad that Thirteen doesn't want to build a bond with hers.

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Speaking of Thirteen, you were seriously starting to worry about their safety- stopping your pen from writing the last few sentences and rising from your seat. 

You can't recall what the highest class in the facility at the moment was, especially since the newest anomaly that had been identified and completed its pending status was classified as a Thaumiel- which generally meant that nobody had a clue as to its danger status or WHAT it even is, except for the high, high, HIGHER ups, and the 05. 

And you turned off the siren in your room long ago, just so you could avoid having your ears ringing for the rest of the work day- so you would just have to gamble with your own life all over trying to check up on Thirteen. You're oh so compassionate. 

But it wouldn't be all in vain, she WAS working with that Thaumiel class anomaly who, according to her, was a complete pain in the fucking ass and purposefully did things just to get on her nerves- and that bare annoyance was probably out and about roaming the halls, most likely dragging a battered up and beaten Thirteen along with it! 

Now that was crossing the line, the only person that you got along with being potentially dead really fired up your ‘’heroic’’ nature, and had you sprinting down the hallway, which was unusually dead and quiet- save for the dying breaths of some class-D workers and researchers and the gut-wrenching metallic smell of dried and fresh blood, and intestines littered throughout the hallway, plastered across the walls, smeared all over the floors, and your slow realization of how you let your emotions get the better of you once agai- oh, would you look at that- Thirteens door is sealed shut with claw marks.

‘’Fuck.’’ you muttered under your breath, noticing a small-but-crawlable hole in the door- but you were already out here in a straight-shot line of fire from any roaming anomaly, so that hole was the only way you were going to be able to start pushing 26…

So you sucked in a breath and squeezed into the hole, cutting yourself lightly in the process before you emerged on the other side of the door- only to be greeted with the sight of Thirteen warming a hot pocket in her microwave, who looked baffled at your sudden appearance- ‘’Am I tripping balls or is there like NOT a containment breach going on?? The actual hell are you doing warming up food while people are dying outside?’’ you jokingly pointed a nagging finger at Thirteen who just crossed their arms and snickered back- ‘’I could ask you the same question, we work pretty far apart in the block… and there IS a containment breach going on, so how did YOU get here? 

You just rolled your eyes and plopped down on the nearby couch, waving off Thirteen with some dismissive motioning of your hand- “For your information, I was incredibly worried about you since you have to deal with your subject, especially in an active CB.” 

Thirteen scoffed, stopping the microwave right before it started to beep, taking out her hot pocket- ‘’Really, MC? Cmon now, I'm working with a Thaumiel class- and as much as I loathe the fucker, he’s pretty smart, even got himself a name.’’ she responded, taking a bite out of her hot pocket before she spoke again; ‘’but, the cocky lil’ shit keeps on telling me his name is ‘’Solomon The Great’’, so I guess it's a win/lose situation here?’’ she shook her head whilst tossing you a pair of sunglasses and motioning for you to follow- ‘’It’s not like this CB is going to last any longer anyways; too many precious valuables at risk, y’know?’’

As you followed Thirteen deeper into her laboratory- watching as the lights slowly got dimmer and dimmer before becoming almost pitch black, except for an unnervingly yellow light shining brightly somewhere in the distance- catching your attention almost immediately. 

Now that you look more closely at the light- you can see some faint strands of hair slowly moving around, turning towards your direction once you and Thirteen made it down to the bottom- ‘’And to your right, my precious tour’ee, is the famed attraction- Solomon The Great!’’ she said, enthusiastically waving her hands towards the direction of…nothing? 

‘’Solomon The Great? More like Solomon The Escapee Artist! Thirteen, we are quite literally in an active containment breach and you're waving about your hands up, down, left, right, and center towards a MISSING anomaly?!’’ you groaned, your breathing getting more and more frenzied with every nervous look Thirteen flashed at you as she desperately typed into the nearby keypad- her nervous laugh slowly dying more and more with every incorrect passkey she typed in. 

‘’Ahahah…’’ Thirteen grabbed you by the arm and pulled you into Solomon’s enclosure- making you yelp before she covered your mouth with her hand, forcing your head to look upwards towards the white-haired mass that was slowly crawling backward on the- ‘’IS THAT THING CRAWLING ON THE FUCKING CEILING? IS THAT THING SOLOMON?!’’- well, way to go you! ‘’Solomon’’ was now staring directly at you with a look of complete distaste and hurt! We’re officially fucked! 

You smacked your lips at the sight of Thirteen and….whatever that thing was doing up on the ceiling, looking at you like you just kicked a puppy- ‘’Don't even look at me like that! This motherfucker is full-on CRAWLING on the ceiling and yall are acting like this is just a normal daily occurrence!’’ you gestured over to the reversed spider who was HANGING from the ceiling now and got an unamused sigh from Thirteen and an even louder sigh from the albino monkey above you- ‘’MC…Solomon is a creature- of course, he’s going to be doing weird shit all over the place, not that even if he was a human he would cut the shit with all of these lame PRANKS!’’ Thirteen yelled the last part while throwing a rolled-up newspaper at Solomon, who just responded with a broken ‘’What gives?!’’ after catching the newspaper and falling back to the ground.

‘’What gives is you pulling pranks during bad times, again! We’ve been over this- god who knows how many times I've had to beat some sense into you! I’ve even forgotten myself!’’ And the white-haired-turned-stone-male suddenly stopped in an accusatory pose- ‘’some shit straight out of Ace Attorney’’ you cringed at his god-awful pose before Thirteen tapped you on the shoulder, motioning towards her covered eyes.

‘’The shades I gave you? They weren't just for decoration, MC!’’ she crossed her arms and huffed, eliciting a groan from you as you slipped on the shades she gave you and saw Solomon finally resume his original state, human-like, it seemed- ‘’You're just like Barbatos! So caring for me, even though your extremely small heart cannot display your affection through your facial features…’’ he dramatically twirled, landing his hand over his eyes as if that borderline pathetic display was going to stop Thirteen from threatening him with ripping off her shades and sending him back into his catatonic state. 

And you watched them bicker and duel it out on the floors of Solomon’s enclosure for a good fifteen minutes before the alarms started blaring- signaling the All-Clear. 

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ATTENTION ALL PERSONNEL ON SIGHT: THE ALL CLEAR HAS BEEN REPORTED, PLEASE RESUME PAUSED WORK. 

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‘’Well, that means I can go back to my office and finish my work! Good luck Solomon!’’ you 

shouted back at the still-bickering-duo who were still going at it…fifteen minutes later.., throwing up your hand as a goodbye as you ascended back up the stairs and paused in front of the forcibly reinforced door. 

‘’Damn.’’ you muttered under your breath, shaking your head at the absurdity of the situation, and the whole idea of just crawling back through that hole you came in flying out of your head, as you decided if you should go all the way back down and get Solomon’s help or just drop to the floor and start working on your two-week notice and a will- well, that was right before the alarms started blaring, again.

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ATTENTION: DUE TO THE CONTAINMENT BREACH OCCURRING AT 14:32, A GRACE PERIOD HAS BEEN INSTATED; ALL PAPERWORK IS NOW DUE AT 15:15.

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And just like you mentioned before, this place is a fucking nightmare. 

‘’Well, at least when you're an On-Fielder you don't have to worry about being pink-slipped, your paperwork gets cut in half.’’ Thirteen who randomly appeared right behind your ear said, motioning for Solomon to get to work on the door- ‘’you have eight minutes to write like a bat out of hell, better hurry up and go before your stuck with someone as annoying as Solomon over there.’’ she patted your back and ushered you out of the newly made gaping-hole in the wall. 

Maybe being the next red splatter on the concrete floors of the cafeteria WASN’T such a bad idea, because this was just god awful- having to play Bollywood Subway Surfers throughout the hallway all the way back to your office isn’t as fun as it sounds. 

But luckily enough for you, you made it back with 5 minutes left to spare, and one last paper..wait, no two…three? 

Oh isn't that just great. The last paper you had managed to leave unfinished- to reveal itself as three papers stapled into one- all conveniently long enough to keep you sitting at your desk reading through all the material for fifteen minutes- you could just…sign the papers and worry about the consequences later… after all, it's not like taking one little risk would kill you! right?

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‘’Oh godfuckingdammit! Give me a break! A COW! A COW!! A DEMON COW AT THAT! You’ve got to be joking- seriously! If I walk in that THING’s enclosure I'm going to be not pushing 26 but fuckin’ DAISIES!''

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A/N - yello! biz speaking, i havent wrote for some days since I went on an trip to Florida with some schoolmates, and I really didn't feel like writing so I wasn't able to force myself to write.. this is a chapter story although! and I love writing chapter stories <3 so this will most likely be frequently updated and such!! also please go show some love to the inspo credits I mentioned in the beginning!! they are very talented and I loved reading their works!!!

i really hope you all enjoy this as much as I did writing it!

<<< ''You cant go back.'' || ''Are you sure you want to return?'' >>>

[professional-demon-master]

Cutting you off 7

Belphegor

Light angst / comfort. Good ending ig? 7/7 in the series ! GN reader (if you see any mistakes, feel free to correct me please!)

- Saying that you and Belphegor had a difficult relationship was the understatement of the year.

- It started… rocky.

- After the whole attic situation, you both worked hard on rebuilding the friendship you had started to build between whispers and promises when you would visit him in the attic.

- It was hard, though. Not only did the brothers kept a close eye on you two when you were alone, but Belphie took a different attitude after the whole Lilith situation was known.

- He was tender with you, spoke with a softer voice than before. He was all laughter and smiles around you and it seemed like he also had adopted you as a new body pillow every time he wanted a nap.

- And you were happy with it, but couldn’t help but feel like being Lilith's descendant might had been the reason of his sudden attitude change towards you.

- And you didn’t blamed yourself for feeling that way, at the end of the day, he had killed you before.

- So every time you felt a little too comfortable sleeping beside him, every time you were laughing with him on the way back home or every time you felt butterflies in your stomach when he whispered something sweet in your ear, your mind would go back to the same thought.

- “Does he really like me for me or does he like me for who he remembers when he looks at me?”

- But it was ok! You had it under control!

- Until that day at a dance Diavolo was holding.

- You spent most of the evening dancing, accompanying Diavolo to salute important demons and answering questions about the human realm, your experiences at the Devildom so far and your points of view on the exchange program.

- You were clearly overwhelmed, so you took the first opportunity you had to scape for a little while with Belphie to a corner of the room that was out of sight.

“Finally tired of those assholes?” “Belphie…” you scolded, or at least tried your best while hiding the smile that was creeping up in your face. “Don’t worry, I’m glad you are because I’ve been wanting to steal your attention since we got here” “ugh, tell me about it. I’ve been trying to find a window of opportunity to take a Power Nap with you” Belphie giggled and yawned, finally finding a spot to nap with his head on your shoulder. “Ugh, you’re always sticking to me Lilith” Belphie spoke with affection, while drifting off to sleep.

- You we’re in the verge of sleeping too until you heard him.

- Did he called you… “Lilith”? Did you heard that right?

- The next 20 minutes you spent them trying miserably to fall asleep for a while, debating whether you actually heard him called you Lilith or if it was just your sleepy mind as his sleepy slurred speech mixing together to make whatever he had said to sound like her name.

- With a lot of will power, you managed to leave the events of that night in the past. Now, two days after the ball happened, you had almost forgotten what happened between you and Belphie during your little sleeping escapade. Everything was back to normal

- Of course that was too much to ask for a place like the devildom.

- During class on Monday, you were sitting side by side, Belphie dozing off every now and then.

When the bell rang, he moved lazily up from his notebook. “Ugh, I can’t even read what I wrote.” You scoffed “no surprise, you practically dozed off every time the professor stopped to take a breath.” Belphie whined while he started pickup up his things. “Ugh, it’s so unfair. Lucifer is lucky he found my secret napping spot or else I wouldn’t have even came to this class today”. You sighed while grabbing your books, “It’s okay, you can have my notes, I’ve got you”, “thank you Lil, I can always count on you” Belphie yawned while he walked out of class, you stopped right after he left the classroom. You weren’t imagining it, right? He actually said it this time, and it was as clear as it could be. “Hey, you coming or what?” You blinked rapidly when he came back, waiting by the door. “Uh, yeah, sure. Forgot my pen” you smiled nervously, a knot forming in your throat as you dived in the RAD hallways.

- You were actively avoiding Belphie all week long, until Friday came and you were pretty much doomed, having to stay with Belphie alone, since you two had to clean the dishes after dinner that night.

- You tried to spent most of the time in silence, or barely answering with monosyllables whenever he looked at you expecting you to voice your answers.

“You’ve been kinda away this week haven’t you?” “I guess you could say that” “Lucifer’s been keeping you busy, uh?” You stayed silent, shrugging as a way of answering. Silence took over the kitchen once again.

Belphie took a plate and stared drying it off. “Or… were you just avoiding me?”

You pretended to be extremely concentrated cleaning a plate to avoid his penetrating eyes that were focused on you.

“You were, weren’t you?” You kept your eyes on the next utensil, pretending to be extremely concentrated on getting it to be squeaky clean. “Fuck, MC, stop ignoring me, just answer!” You shrugged again. “ I don’t know what you want me to say.” “That you were avoiding me! Confess it”, “I was… not not avoiding you.” You exhaled, getting mad at his attitude. “MC!” “What?” “Just stop acting so childish. I don’t understand what your problem is!” Belphegor scoffed and you dropped the fork that was in your hands. “You wanna know what my problem is? You really do? Fine. You’re a pain in the ass, Belphegor, and a big one. And I work and work hard on our relationship, trying to be there for you, trusting you, spending as much time with you as I can and still, it’s not enough, because it doesn’t matter how much I try, how much time I spend with you, you never see me for who I am, for you I’m just a replace of Lilith”

The room went quite once the final sentence was said. Belphegor finally turned to look at you, a cold expression in his face that made you shiver as he got closer to you, stopping once his face was practically on yours. “Shut the fuck up. Don’t you ever bring her up again as an excuse for you and your plain existence. She was so much better than you, she was special and so much more than what you could ever be.” Belphie spoke low, almost sounding like he was growling whenever a sentence finished. He moved, leaving the room while making sure he bumped with your shoulder. You left the air you were holding, without noticing.

“Well shit”

- After that fight, you didn’t saw much of Belphegor, and despite no one knew what your fight was about, they knew you two had a disagreement, and a big one, the tension between the two of you was practically palpable, which made dinner and almost every other family interaction, extremely uncomfortable for everybody.

- As you suspected, the first person to notice the change between your relationship was Beelzebub. He questioned you during lunch one day, trying to ask in a, very unconvincing, casual tone why you and Belphie suddenly stopped talking. You spent most of that day convincing him that it was nothing and that you two just needed some time apart. That didn’t exactly convinced him, but at least he has stopped hovering you with questions.

- One of the hardest things to do was saying no to Beel whenever he suggested an attic club sandwich get together, making up excuses or having to find ways to stay late at RAD were now part of your routine.

- And you would’ve been perfectly fine adjusting to living like that for the rest of your time at the devildom.

- Until the nightmares started to happen.

- It wasn’t weird for you to get nightmares. You had pretty vivid dreams so nightmares were something you were acquainted to. Specially whenever you were extremely stressed.

- It all started with a few upsetting dreams a couple nights a week. Then they kept escalating until you were having them pretty much everyday, waking up at least one time at night.

- You were sure that it was the stress of having to avoid Beel’s questions and Belphie's presence, while actively having to act like everything was okay and keep on with your duties as the human exchange student.

- And despite your efforts of trying to hide the effects of what the lack of sleep was causing on you, the brothers started to notice. But the first one to voice it out was Asmo, voice full of concern the first time he stopped you before getting to eat your breakfast with a “Oh my, MC! You look… like you had a rough night”

“That’s nice, today I was going for a sleep deprived look” you joked while trying to cut off the tension you felt when all of the brothers turned to look at you, inspecting you after what Asmo had said. Nobody laughed, instead looking at you with a worried look, “guys, stop it, I’m fine. I just had a little bit of trouble falling asleep last night” “Are you sure? You look like Leviathan when he stays up all night for two days to finish a new game” Leviathan scoffed and you tried to smile “yeah, I’m sure. It’s okay”.

- The rest of the breakfast you spent it trying to ignore the wondering looks the brothers were sharing.

- “Hey Mc, wait up!” Asmo's voice stopped you when you were leaving your last class. “Wanna walk back home together?” You nodded, while you both intertwined your arms. “I thought you had another class today?” “Meh, I can always ask for the work tomorrow” you smiled, rolling your eyes lovingly at him. “So… about this morning-“ “Oh, don’t worry, I know I look bad” you admitted with cheeks glowing red. “It’s not just that darling, I’m worried. You and I both know it wasn’t just a difficulty you had to sleep yesterday, you look like you haven’t sleep well in days”, you stayed in silence for a while, before answering with a shy “I haven’t” “Why didn’t you tell us! We could do something about it. Today you’ll have a warm bath and your favorite food for dinner. I can lend you one of my sleeping masks!” You smiled at him “thanks Asmo, but it isn’t my capacity to fall asleep what keeps me up. It’s my inability to stay asleep” “what do you mean?” You sighed, eyes fixed in the ground. “I’ve been having nightmares, almost every night now. I can’t actually remember what happens, but I always end up waking up confused and alerted. It takes me a long time to fall back asleep, only to end up waking up not long after”, Asmo looked at you with a concerned look, after a small silence, he gave a small squeeze to your arm. “You and I know there’s only one person that can-“ “No, I can’t ask him” Asmo sighed, eyes turning to look at the road, letting go of your arm to hug your shoulders. “Listen, I don’t know what happened between you two, but Belphie cares about you. He would help you without a doubt” “I wouldn’t be so sure… it’s just, ugh” you finally looked at him, brows furrowed. “How much time do you have?” “Darling, for you, I have all the time in the world. Now, spill the tea”.

- After a long talk with Asmodeus, you confided in him your doubts and the whole situation with Belphie. He was set on helping you two so you could fix your sleep schedule, also because since the fight Belphie had turned into an irritable demon, something you weren’t actually aware of fue to the lack of communication.

- “Belphie?” Asmodeus entered the attic, finding Belphie wrapped in a blanket while he scrolled mindlessly on his phone, “Good! You’re awake”, Belphie turned to the other side “leave me alone, I’ve been trying to fall asleep for 2 hours” “That can wait. We need to talk” “About?” “MC” Belphie buried himself deeper in the impromptu bed. “Forget it. I don’t care what they told you, but I’m not going to speak to them. Fuck them and fuck you for not minding your own business” Asmodeus snorted a laugh. “Yeez, chill out.” He shook his head “I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t necessary, okay? I know better than to bother you when you’re sleep deprived. Just listen to me” Asmodeus waited for a sign to keep on talking, but took his silence as an answer, “Mc told me the whole situation.” Asmo walked to the bed and sat at a corner. “I wouldn’t… blame you, if you kinda see Lilith in them. Sometimes I do too. And don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking at them as a replacement, is just… even before we knew the whole relation between them, they just were so alike, you know?” Asmo started playing with his fingers, anxious that Belphie was completely silent. “but I could understand how that would be conflicting to them. Feeling like you’re not being seen for who you are, worrying that the people you care about only see you as the replacement of someone else they loved before you”

“You know that’s not how I feel” “well I think I know, yes, but clearly Mc doesn’t.” Belphie finally turned to look at him. “You need to talk to them Belphie, nobody can stand the way you two let your pride stop you from talking this out. Not even Lucifer has gone this far” “Pfft, good try”. Asmo grabbed his shoulder before he could turned around again. “Belphie, they need you” “what do you mean?” “They haven’t been able to sleep well for days, and you’re the only person that could help them” Belphie sat at the bed, nap intentions long forgotten. “This isn’t a trap?” Asmo looked offended, he gasped before answering “No! Come on! Haven’t you looked at them? They look awful. If their bags get any deeper, they’ll look like a raccoon” Belphie analyzed the situation for a while, Asmo waiting patiently. “Listen, they don’t even know I’m taking to you about this, but I can’t stand looking at them so tired and sad because you two are still mad at each other, so please, fix this.”

- It was late at night , and everybody at HoL had gone to sleep already. Everybody except Belphie.

- He couldn’t stop thinking about his interaction with Asmo. He couldn’t be lying right? Did Mc had really been struggling all these days by themselves?

- Unable to sleep, he stood up and started walking to your room, taking advantage of the time Beel got up for a late night snack.

- Belphie looked for you at your room, failing miserably and leading him to look for you around the whole house.

- Finally after 20 minutes, he found you at the planetarium.

At first he tried really hard to not startle you. You were too busy lying there, looking at the starts, that he felt he was going to interrupt your calm moment alone. Still, as soon as he entered the room, you turned to look at him, being able to listen to the door.

You both stood there, looking at each other for a couple minutes before either one of you said something. “Uh” Belphie broke the silence “I’m sorry, I didn’t knew you were here” he said, like he hadn’t just spend the last 20 minutes looking for you. “It’s okay, I was leaving.” You got up, cleaning your pants. “No, wait” you were startled, looking at Belphegor. “I have to talk to you”

You stood there, awkwardly, after a few seconds of silence you nodded, giving him confirmation to go on. “About the other day, uhm. I need you to know that Lilith… wasn’t so annoying.” “What?” “She didn’t snorted when she laughed, she didn’t grabbed my fries every time we went eating and she didn’t braided my heat when I fell asleep in her lap. I could never replace her with you, a hardheaded, know-it-all, exasperating of a person. You could never be her” You closed your eyes while shaking your head slightly in disbelief, starting your walk to leave the place “If that was your idea of an apology, Belphegor…” Belphegor quickly grabbed your wrist, keeping you in place as he continued.

“But you’re also right. I do see her every time I see you. Whenever you’re being nice to someone who doesn’t deserve it, whenever you help Luke or whenever you tend to me and my brothers with nothing but sweetness, I see her. You’ll never be her because you’re your own kind of person. I was wrong about comparing you because you’re just… you. Sweet, kind and lovingly annoying you. And I’m sorry I made you feel like you were a replace of Lilith. I see you and appreciate you for the person you are, MC. And I’m sorry for not telling you sooner.”

With eyes full of tears you hugged him, having him hugging you in return immediately. You stayed like that for a couple minutes before you talked.

“I don’t like being someone else’s replacement”

Belphegor shake his head slightly, his hand grabbing your hair softly “You’re not. I promise”

“Are you sure?”

“Completely”

“Good” you sniffed, finally parting enough to be able to look at his eyes. “Because I… care too much about you to feel like that” Belphie smiled at you while he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Nah, you’re too annoying to be compared to anyone else” “Asshole”

OMG I DID IT! I know it took me a loooooong time but I wanted to end with my best, lol. I really liked Belphies part, even though I had to rewrite it a couple of times, I feel like it was worth it. What about you? Don’t worry though, there’s a lot more coming <3

[reeeooohhheehee]

Back From the Dead Mast.

tags : obey me x gn ! mc , scenario , lucifer x gn ! mc , leviathan x gn ! mc , asmodeus x gn ! mc , belphagor x gn ! mc , diavolo x gn ! mc , simeon x gn ! mc , solomon x gn ! mc , obey me mc harem , sfw , angst

Hi!! So I’ve decided to create a small fic from an idea by @myluckymoon (check their profile out !!! )! This is probably not going to be finished very quickly, since my school semester had just started (im on my second day). I will try to update as soon as I can (maybe 6PM PHILIPPINE TIME) everyday because oh my gawd the school has a lot of expectations.

Enough about the rant, I will also most likely just have this in masterlist format for now since I don’t think I can fit all my ideas into one single fic. Since I have this cleared up, I’ll begin writing the stories !!

00: Humans Don’t Live THAT Long

01: The Replacement

02: They’re Not You

03: The Solution?

04: Ineffective

05: Acceptance

06: Solution 2.0

07: Welcome Back

[springbloomer]

They found a letter to them...

!!!note: I'm in an angsty mood, FIGHT ME

Characters: The usual (brothers): Luci, Mams, Levi boy, my man Satan, Asmo, my sweet baby Beel, and our napping buddy Belphie

⛔⛔TW: MC is dead, suggestive (or pretty much clear) about depression and self-harming, censored swearing (DON'T PROCEED IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THESE THINGS!), VERY SAD BOIS

⛔YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED⛔

(I tried to make this generic for all my fellow sheep out there who are also MCs, I may have added some personal touches though)

MC's last words to the brothers...

Lucifer

"Good morning... afternoon... or evening. I don't know when you'll find my message, but I hope this may find you at a good time. Make sure you're not with any with your brothers when you're reading this, because I'm dedicating this to you, my love. I hope you are well, and when you find this..... that means I've....died. I'm sorry... I know we were going really well, and that we both loved each other. There was nothing wrong with our relationship, in fact it had nothing to do with you either. It's just.. ugh, I was tired of myself. Tired of believing in false hope, tired of believing I wasn't a burden to you. F**k, I just was tired of living! How was I supposed to support you in everything you do when I kept weighing you down, and you're practically the one who carries this entire relationship?! Ugh, I'm just sorry.... I'm sorry.... I'm really sorry... Lucifer.. please, don't take this out on your brothers, it wasn't anyone's fault. Just.... please know that I still love you, my darling, but I never brought myself... to love myself..." He dropped the letter and let himself fall onto his chair. H-how... why...? His head was in his palms and tried to restrain himself from doing anything stupid. A spell, a witch, a powerful force to bring you back... please, ANYTHING...

Mammon

"Hey... Are you in your room? Don't tell anyone about this, not even your brothers. And if your seeing this message, then it means that... I can't really be with you anymore. Mammon, my first man, the only one in my eyes.... I've.... died, and I'm sorry. No, this didn't have anything to do with you. Don't go blaming yourself about this, because it was all just about me. What's wrong with me, you ask? My entire existence just doesn't really matter anymore. I knew that I meant the whole world to you, but my idiotic and stupid self just had to take my own life because of so much self-loathing.... Your reassurances and supportive attitude meant a lot to me, it really did, but... why did I have to live? Don't make this message an excuse to be all sulking and depressed because of my death. Please, do not. But even if you do have the right to hate me and miss me... I'll have you know that I've loved you. Remember that, ok? Remember my love for you, the only thing that you can't buy. Our love is so precious, it's not worth a trillion Grimm, got that? I'm sorry to ask you this..... carry our priceless love for me, please? Please... and I'm..... sorry..." Now this was something he really couldn't boast about to his brothers. Who the heck would boast about their human's death? Surely, this was the first time he's been so quiet during his classes, and even in the afternoons at the House of Lamentation. All these thoughts running through his head, and unfortunately, he's been trying to find someone who could bring you back... anyone at all... he'll give all his Grimm up, sell everything he owned, heck he'll sell one of his brothers to anybody who knew just one spell to let him see you at least one more time...

Leviathan

"Would you sacrifice a day without any screen or manga in your face when you'll find this message? *sigh* Please take this slow, and take all the time you need to process, but I need to let you know that... I've... died... NO, this had nothing to do with you, ok? You say you're a sh**ty, gross, shut-in otaku, but you're MY shi**ty, gross and shut-in otaku, okay? Never forget that. It's just me who was the problem the entire time. I'm sorry you had to know this way, but I was just... tired of living... if that makes sense. Look, I've hated myself for as long as I can remember, which is obviously way before I got into Devildom. It was a ton of self-worth problems and a ton of depression as well.... I wasn't worth existing anywhere.... All those times you've told my that I fit perfectly well during my stay, I really appreciated it. I'm just really sorry that it wasn't enough. Ugh, my belief in self-worth is just, TOO MUCH. Please, don't suffer quietly because of my death... Though I prefer that you wouldn't talk to your brothers about this, it's alright to reach out to them. I wouldn't take the death of my lover too lightly either, so please, remember that I loved every bit of our relationship, and I love you, my otaku... He's just... a mess now. An emotional wreck, he misses you so dearly and wants you to come back so badly... (he wouldn't miss the opportunity to relate this to an anime, but this was actually happening in his own life, so he'd just be mocking himself) Frustration, anger, sadness.... all of these mixed emotions and it was tearing Levi apart....

Satan

"Hello, my darling. If you've found this message... then it means... that I've died. I'm sorry, and... there's nothing you could do about it, love. No, there was nothing wrong with our relationship. We loved each other both dearly, I knew this but... ugh, I've hated myself. It's all just me, dear, and it never had anything to do with you. Your affection never ceased to sooth my sadness away, but as time passed... the walls around me blocked all your love.... and I never wanted that to happen. I knew that I meant a lot to you, and I've struggled the urge to just... end my life... for the longest time I've known. Please, do me this one favor and don't mention this to any of your brothers.... but, I don't possess this kind of power to stop you in doing so. I still love you, dead or alive, and I was just.... so f**king tired of myself.... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.... please, after a thousand millennium, just please remember how much I love you..." He's reading your message over and over again, hoping that this was all fiction, not true, a lie.... He's never felt so down in his life, and not even the new bought books he's planned to binge read could distract him. How could it when the love of his life could no longer be by his side?

Asmodeus

"Hey there!... I hope you're still taking good care of yourself, dear. And not just physically, mental health is just as important..! ...Not that I can speak about that for myself. Just, why me, Asmo? What's so special about my existence? Other than being there for you and your partner for life, what else could I do? Nothing. As me being the only one in your eyes, it's selfish, unfair and totally really uncalled for to say that you'll find somebody else in the future. I had nothing to offer to you, and all the other witches who surround you would have surely had better standards than a measly human. I am a weak, fragile and unnecessary living thing who had no place in this world. Look, I've always hated that part of me, and the only way to get rid of it.... was to get rid of myself. I'm.... really sorry, I couldn't stop the urge to just.... easily end my life with a knife twisted in me.... Your overflowing compliments about me during those times we were together... I really wanted to take them by heart, but with this kind of thought, I couldn't bring myself to believe you.... I'm really sorry....." How special were you to him? He didn't care if the tears were running down on his cheeks. He didn't care if this would ruin his perfect, silky skin. He's bawling and raging, and didn't mind if he looked like an absolute wreck the next day. The only thing he could focus if your absence, and he's missing you so much he's skipped a few weeks of school, went offline in Devilgram, and shut himself in his own room...

Beelzebub

"Hello Beel... If you're reading this, then it means you ate the first one I made accidentally... I can't blame you, though. Please keep reading, and... I warn you that you wouldn't take this lightly... I- well.... there's really no softer way in bringing this to you. Look, if you're reading this, then it means... that I'm...dead. Yes, unfortunately, you read that right. I no longer exist in this world, the world where I have no purpose in. I'm very sorry.... I'm sorry I never talked to you about this... I'm sorry that you had to find out this way. And please, don't blame yourself. You are such a sweet demon, and I loved that part of you. I've always loved you, and all the time we spent together. Don't ever change that part of you, please. You were such a sweetheart whenever you try to show you love for me through the amount of snacks I receive. I really appreciate and cherish everything and every bit of it. None of that was the cause of me.... leaving you. It was all just me. I never like myself from the beginning, and all the things you've said to make me feel better? They were working, but things just got too hectic up to the point where I- .... I'm sorry... please, just, know that your true self was the reason why I loved you. You sweetheart, I'm so sorry....." The poor demon couldn't control himself. He's becoming an unpredictably wild beast; sometimes he'd eat so much, everybody would panic that he'd eat half of the entire Devildom, but on the other times... he wouldn't eat AT ALL, not even a CRUMB. Too bad... no matter what he does, that empty feeling never went away because he misses you so much...

Belphegor

"Hey there, sleepyhead.... How many times have I appeared in your dreams? Sadly..... that's the only place where you'll find me from now on. What am I saying? I'm gone, Belphie... I'm sorry, but I went and f**ked myself up. You had nothing to do with this, I swear. It was all me and my stupid thoughts. You already knew that I was going though some sh*t.... I noticed that when you suddenly came to me and told me not to die on you.... I'm sorry, but that's literally what I just did.... Please, I hope you could forgive me..... I'd understand if you're mad at me, and I deserve it. I'm really sorry.... I'm sorry.... Well, you said it yourself: "Humans are weak and delusional." You were totally right about that. It described my entire existence, so why keep on living? Don't do anything stupid just so you could get your cuddle buddy back.... I'll still be with you, and always love you. Just know that I'll never leave you no matter what...." He's never been so awake his entire life. Sleeping was never the same for him when you weren't by his side, and he tries so hard not to fall asleep- otherwise, he'd only see you in his dreams and make him hurt even more.

[trashytoastboi]

~Seven Days of Sin Event Announcement~

Starting: 12th May!

Ending: 1st June!

Seven Days of Sin Event (Obey Me)

An event I'll be running (Not taking requests as I've prepared the writing beforehand) This is my very public launching into writing for the Obey Me Fandom. (I'm loading myself into a canon here and firing away into the OM tag.)

I've been playing the Obey Me game since the day of release, same with Nightbringer. I've always loved the characters but felt my writing was inadequate, however I am going to be adding my little contributions to the growing Fandom. (Honestly love to see the flames of revival. Not to mention all my IRL friends I've roped into playing it.)

A summary of this event. As the name states, for seven days I will be posting for each of the seven brothers on their designated days (Will be explained in the program.)

After those seven days, I will post for an additional few days to cover the other characters.

Program: Act 1

Seven Days ❤

Sunday: Day of Sloth (Belphagor)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke bite

Random Headcanons

Monday: Day of Gluttony (Beelzebub)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Random Headcanons

Tuesday: Day of Lust (Asmodeus)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Random Headcanons

Wednesday: Day of Wrath (Satan)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Random Headcanons

Thursday: Day of Envy (Leviathan)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Random Headcanons

Friday: Day of Greed (Mammon)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Random Headcanons

Saturday: Day of Pride (Lucifer)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Random Headcanons

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Program: Act 2

Seven Days Anew 💜

Sunday: Day of Eternity (Solomon)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Monday: Day of Faith (Simeon)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Tuesday: Day of Dominance (Diavolo)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Wednesday: Day of Loyalty (Barbatos)

SFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

Spicy Sin-nario (F! Version, M! Version, GN! Version)

Karaoke Bite

Thursday: Day of Death (Thirteen)

SFW Alphabet short (3 letters)

NSFW Alphabet short (3 letters)

Karaoke Bite

Friday: Day of Justice (Raphael)

SFW Alphabet short (3 letters)

NSFW Alphabet short (3 letters)

Karaoke Bite

Saturday: Day of Deceit (Mephistopheles)

SFW Alphabet short (3 letters)

NSFW Alphabet short (3 letters)

Karaoke Bite

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Program: Act 3

End of Days 🖤

Sunday

Baby Bean Luke SFW Alphabet short (5 Letters)

Luke Karaoke Bite

Monday

To Corrupt an Angel (F! Version)

Tuesday

To Corrupt an Angel (M! Version)

Wednesday

To Corrupt an Angel (GN! Version)

Thursday

Angst Alphabet shorts part 1

Friday

Angst Alphabet shorts part 2

Saturday

Mini character playlists part 1

Mini character playlists part 2

End of Event Closing Notes

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For my beloaved readers: Regarding the spicy sin-arios, I have made 3 versions of each. A female version with female pronouns and body specifics; a male version with male pronouns and body specifics and finally, a gender neutral version with no body specifics aside from what everyone shares.

All other writing (SFW Alphabet, NSFW Alphabet, Karaoke Bites and Headcanons) have all been written in a gender neutral way to ensure anyone can read and enjoy.

I sincerely hope you all enjoy the event, and happy reading!🍀

~ Much love, from Trashytoastboy🖤❤️

[sinner-sunflower]

A HH Lucifer-centric AU 3/?

PART 1, PART 2, PART 4, PART 5, PART 6, PART 7, PART 8, PART 9, PART 10, PART 11, PART 12, PART 13, PART 14, PART 15, PART 16, PART 17, PART 18, PART 19, PART 20, PART 21, PART 22

Apologies if some grammar makes no sense. English is not my first language.

I do have another Lucifer angst fic right HERE, there's currently 2 parts but I swear I'll update it. There are just too many ideas flowing in my head right now and I don't want to forget them!

Really appreciate the likes, reblogs, and comments &lt;3<3

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The two Sins arrive at the very edge of Sloth where Lucifer can see a long barrier with multiple guards.

Scientists were everywhere and from the looks of things, no one had gotten any sleep.

Belphegor leads Lucifer past the barricade. Many of Belphegor's employees stare in awe and dread as the king of hell passes by.

They both come to a stop to a series of black and red roots on the ground, crawling their way out of hell's deepest realm. (Imagine those root things of the Upside-Down of stranger things)

Belphegor: Apologies again, Lucifer. I should not have kept this from you for as long as I did.

Lucifer: And why did you?

The Sin of Sloth is nervous. She and Lucifer are close friends, some may even call them (all of the Sins, really) as siblings. Despite being an ex-angel, the Sins hold Lucifer in high regard. They were created because of him, after all.

Belphegor: You have entrusted me with this duty when I was bestowed upon the title Prince of Sloth. I... simply did not want to- I have no excuse.

Lucifer: And how long has this been like this?

Belphagor: A scientist of mine spotted the anomaly a month ago. It was barely the size of a puddle initially. It did not grow more than an inch for 2 weeks. But then, seemingly overnight, it grew a mile. We set up a perimeter and tight security after..

Lucifer: After?

Belphegor: An animal escaped from a nearby farm and made contact with the anomaly. And it.. it took over its whole body. It acted like a parasite, controlling the body. We shot it dead.

Lucifer: Did you retrieve it?

Belphegor simply points to the creature, blood dried from where it was killed.

Lucifer: And I'm the first to know of this apart from your guards and scientists?

Belphegor: Yes. We've been monitoring every bit of media and so far, information regarding this is still contained. The locals have dubbed this as a personal excavation of mine.

Lucifer hmm'd and walked a little too close to the anomaly than Belphegore would like. The king crouches down and-

She panics and surges forward as her friend, her brother, touches the infected ground.

Belphegor: Lucifer! What are you doing?!

She pulls him back and freezes. The Sin of Sloth has never felt more awake than she did now as her brother's arm became engulfed in glowing red root-like veins all the way to his collarbone.

Lucifer stares at his twitching hand and arm and pays no mind to Belphegor's concerns.

Lucifer: Call for a meeting, Bel.

She stops, confused.

Belphegor: With the Sins?

Lucifer: With everyone. King's decree.

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What to look forward for in Part 4:

By everyone, he means everyone (Sins, Overlords, Ars Goetia, etc.)

uh oh, Lucifer has the cheese touch

Is it painful? who knows

[weirdoswriting]

CHARACTERS:

🍄-Yandere/Dark romance or scenarios

🌺-Headcanons!

🌸-Fluff

🌼-Scenarios/mini-fics

🥀-Angst/hurt/(no)comfort

The brothers:

Lucifer

Drunk Lucifer x MC (I used red oops) 🥀🌼🌸

Mammon

Mammon as a dad 🌼

Leviathan

Leviathan as a dad 🌼

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Beel becomes a dad 🌼

Belphagor

Belphie as a dad 🌼

Side characters:

Diavolo

Barbatos

Solomon

Simeon

Luke (Platonic only)

Teen!MC babysits Luke 🌼

Mephistopheles

Raphael

Thirteen

Back to Masterlist

[obeyme-lost-thought]

Mc×Brothers Angst: I thought of them

Attention! Spoiler for lesson 11 in Nightbringer

Sorry Solomon stans, but that what I thought while playing lessons 11.

I'm not sure it's an angst, but I count it as an one.

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As Solomon asked me to, in case of a conflict between 3 realms, to take part with humans.

I wasn't able to answer. Not because he wanted me to swear -uture me tell that's not a problem , but for the thought that pop-up in my mind.

In case of a conflict, which part would I take?

The answer wasn't what I expected. I'm a human, I should help humanity. Still... I thought about them.

I thought of Lucifer. I thought of when he wake me up if I'm late, or let me sleep more and skip Rad if the night before I went to bed late for something important. I thought of all the times he helped me with homework if Satan was busy, or the long talks made on the way to the Castel when Diavolo calls both. Or now, in the past, as we are babysitting the other, even if he try to hide his help.

I thought of Mammon. I thought of him always coming in my dark moments even if I don't call him. I thought of all the stupid things made together. I thought of him never taking my things for sell them, even if he said that he would do it. Or as he took my side here in the past, even if it didn't pass a lot of time.

I thought of Leviathan. I thought of the night spent gaming or him waiting to play something that interested me if I wasn't there. I thought of all the times he gave me a powerbank if I forgot my at home and my DDD was dying. Or as he finds in me a sort of comfort even in a sad situation like the one they are here, in this Devildom.

I thought of Satan. I thought of all the help he gave me for school or the fact that he always lends me a book. I thought of him controlling more his anger if I'm near or as he gets angry for me even if i don't. I thought of as I become his safe place both in past and future.

I thought of Asmodeus. I thought of as he always do my nails and help me to pick my clothes. As he try to make my smile if I'm sad or make everyone hate someone who went against me. I thought of him asking always my help for try the new trend that he found on social. I thought of him taking of his mask when he's with me because he doesn't feel the need to be perfect, even a little here in the past.

I thought of Beelzebub. I thought of him trying to not eat form my plate. Of him carrying my schoolbag on the way of RAD. Of him worrying of my health and make me do some exercise. I thought of when I'm on cooking turn and he come to eat a snack, for than stay with me. I thought of all the dates we had going to the newest restaurant or as he take me with him to explore the one of the past, even if I already knows them.

I thought of Belphagor. I thought of the times spent stargazing while talking of nothing and end up sleeping on the ground. Of all the naps that we took or as he lured me in to take a break if he saw that I worked a lot. I thought of him always walking on eggs with me after what he had done, never speaking to me first and waiting for my forgiveness, the only one he had ever wanted in his life. I also thought of the him of the past that talked to me first about Lillith, a taboo for them in this period.

I thought of them, of all the memories that we had.

Oh... how funny. Have I just became another lost puppy under Lucifer's protection ? In cafe of conflict, would I actually go against them ?

Maybe I already chose which part take, a lot of time ago.

That crazy and strange family become my home and I would always take their side. Not with Devildom, but with them.

Be Diavolo, God, Humanity, I just became someone who would follow them, against everyone.

I'm lucky that I didn't answer to Solomon, because what I would have said wasn't something he would have liked.

Even if now, I have to face the anger of ones who I would give my life.

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[violetduchess]

✬Obey Me! Masterlist✬

Last Updated: 07/11/23

Key:

🔞Smut/NSFW

🧁Fluff

⚡Angst

🚩Possibly Triggering Content

🏅Personal Favorite

💌Request

[Fandom List] [Prompt List] [Demon Slayer ver.]

Soulmates [Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

Mermay: [General] [Other Characters]💌 [Types of Merfolk]

[Imagine MC is on their period in the human world. ft. Diavolo]🧁

[With soul reaper princess s/o]💌

[Demon Brother fighting for your attention]

[When you cry]

[Confession]

[Ship Dynamics]

[When they knew they loved you[

[Unrequited]

[Hot things they do]

[Oblivious]

[Types of kisses]

[Vampire MC]

[They scare you]

[Hanahaki]

Demon Brothers

Lucifer

[Pining]⚡

[12:52 pm]

[Fluff Letters: A,B,C]🧁

[21. “You made me miserable and I still loved you.”]

Mammon

[Character Analysis]

[3:21 am]--(You can't sleep)

Leviathan

[Let's play a game!]

Satan

[Stray]

[Study Date]

Asmodeus

[With Atsushi s/o]💌

Beelzebub

[Hungry Hungry Hippo]

Belphagor

[Sir naps a lot]

Dateables

Diavolo

[Character Analysis]

Barbatos

[NSFW Alphabet]🔞

[Pining]⚡

Simeon

[Pining]⚡

Solomon

[Cursed Sandwhich]

Luke

[Sweet]

[Sweet Light]

A glimpse into a morning with your lover [Solomon/Barbatos/Diavolo]

[Frog in my hand prank]

You bother lucifer [ft. Satan and Mammon]

[Sesshomaru's Child]💌

In which you are Sesshomaru's child

[Characters as songs]

[Will You Remember Me?]

You contemplate your mortality and the boys responses.

Incorrect Quotes: [x],[x],[x],[x],[×],[x],[x],[x],[x]

All rights reserved @violetduchess. All works of fanfiction belong to me, please do not copy, translate or repost any works without my express permission. Thank you.~☆

[mintaikk]

Ik nothing has been confirmed, but its been heavily hinted at. I cannot WAIT to see what would happen if (when) Stolas gives the Asmodean crystal to Blitzø. Could you imagine the angst???

Like, we all know Blitzø cares for Stolas, even if he pushes him away and acts like he doesn't. But Stolas doesn't know that. He just thinks that Blitzø doesn't even like him. So, Stolas would be thinking "I'm letting you go. You don't have to see me anymore." And than Blitzø would be like, "This is it. This is proof that he doesn't care about me and wants me gone." And then they argue and end on a bad note or whatever?

Also, minnie theory: I think Blitzø didn't get an Asmodean crystal sooner because A: they're really expensive and no matter how much he tried, he could never get his hands on one, B: They're only given out to specific demons. Like, Verosika and her posse was given one because they had to spread ludt (or STDs to Earth), and Barbie and her coworkers were given one to travel to the human realm to get drugs for Belphagor's drug ring.

[rashomonss]

HAPPY 800 DARLING! YOU'RE SO GOOD AT WHAT YOU DO, LOVE YOU /P

For the 800 follower prompts could you pretty pretty please do "don't come back if you walk out that door..!" with Lucibabes. We love our overworked father of 7 (including Diavolo) and we would absolutely love if we even add more to his workload with some angst<3

Aside from that, I do genuinely enjoy your stories and you are absolutely good at what you do.

aww thank you sm anon! I’m so glad you enjoy my work it means a lot!

and omg, lucifer angst is my absolute favorite, you literally have no idea how much fun this was to write (⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

lastly i wanna apologize for getting this out so late, i’ve been procrastinating a lot with everything lately, but anyway i hope you enjoy! ♡

“it’s too late for that”

Being the Avatar of Pride was a lot to bear for one demon. However you would never, in all of the three realms, hear him admit that fact. Instead you would hear something along the lines of how well he’s doing in his position.

He was doing well at everything and anything, that’s just how he was. But why was he falling short of this feeling when he thought about his relationship with you.

You seemed quiet to him, more so than usual. He did remember that you could possibly be upset due to him canceling plans with you, but he believed you’d get over it by now. So why was he still feeling like this?

As fate would have it he was coming down the stairs just as you had made your way through the front door. Lucifer then smiled and made his way over to you as you took off your shoes.

“Where have you been?” He smiled.

Your face turned to one of surprise upon seeing him. “I was at Purgatory Hall. You know, since you told me you were to busy with work to go out”

You didn’t catch the face Lucifer made as he heard your words. The oldest sighed then continued. “Well I finished early so how about we do something? Does that sound nice?”

You thought for a moment and weighed your options. You did think it would be nice to spend time with him after he was brushing you off for so long, but on the other hand you were tired of only being his partner when it was convenient for him.

“Maybe some other time. I’m tired” you replied, keeping your eyes away from his.

“Is this because I canceled our date the other night? Are you still upset about that?” Lucifer sighed, he was beginning to grow slightly concerned about how personally you were taking things.

“That has to do with part of it, yes.”

“Part? MC, what are you mad about this time?”

This caused you to turn around and face him for the first time since you both started talking “This time? Oh I don’t know Lucifer. Maybe, just maybe I’m upset because you’re only acting like my partner when it is convenient for you. If it’s not on your time then you couldn’t give two shits about me”

“MC I don’t want to have this conversation again. Are you still not over that? We spoke about this once. Was that not enough?”

You stared at him for a minute, trying to process if he actually said that, and after he gave you a look you finally spoke up. “I can’t keep doing this with you Lucifer, no matter how many times we have this conversation you never learn. Frankly it’s annoying and just draining.”

“Annoying and draining you say? Well I for one agree there, I’m tired of that as well. Everytime I try to talk to you, all you do is bring up the past and get upset. Plus you have no room to criticize me when you hang all over other demons.”

Your eyes widened slightly, then your brows furrowed as you took a few steps closer to him. “Excuse me? Hang all over other demons…?”

“MC don’t play dumb with me. I’ve seen the way you hang off Diavolo and Barbatos. As well as that shady sorcerer. Oh should I also mention Simeon as well? I see that you both have been spending a lot more time together recently” Lucifer said smiling.

“Oh is that so? Well maybe if my partner actually gave me attention I wouldn’t be hanging out with others so much? Has that thought ever come to mind?”

“Attention? Is that what this is about? You’re upset because of something as simple as a little attention?” Lucifer asked in a mocking voice, as if he was trying to take you seriously.

“Excuse you? I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you but your not even taking me seriously”

“I never said I wasn’t taking you seriously. It’s just that I don’t see the reason for you to blow this out of proportion is all.”

“Blow this out of proportion?” You replied, giving him a look as if you were asking him if he was serious.

The two of you went from speaking to yelling at each other in a matter of seconds. No later than a minute everyone knew you both were fighting again.

Sighing each brother made their way to the foyer and it was a sight to behold. There you were yelling from the door at Lucifer who continued to roll his eyes as he raised his voice back at you.

Insults were being thrown back and forth and none of them knew if they should intervene until they heard Lucifer yell.

“Don’t come back if you walk out that door…!”

“I wasn’t planning on it.” you spat grabbing the side of the large wooden door.

Lucifer glared at you as his brothers stood behind him in shock, faces going back and forth between the both of you, yet not one said a word. They all knew you both had a rocky relationship but in the end it always worked out after the two of you fought.

So why was this any different?

Maybe it was due to the sinking feeling they each had in the pit of their stomachs as you and Lucifer had been yelling across the foyer. Maybe it was the fact that you didn’t cry.

Or maybe it was the fact that they could tell you were serious.

You had slammed the front doors shut leaving the seven of them in the silent foyer. Lucifer did nothing but glare at the door with his arms crossed as his brothers stood watching the door.

“Ya gotta go after them Lucifer” Mammon yelled, shaking his older brother.

“Lucifer…please go get them” Levi then spoke up.

“You need to apologize,” Beel said, fidgeting with his fingers.

“You need to do more than that. No apology from you would ever fix something like that” Satan spat.

“He’s right, you know.” Belphie then replied as he stood closer to his twin.

“Lucifer please. You have to go after MC.” Asmo said, touching his older brother's arm.

“If you all want to go after MC, be my guest. They however are not allowed to step another foot in this house anymore. Is that clear?” Lucifer spat as he glared at his brothers.

“You know you're so insufferable. It’s no wonder, they got fed up with you and left. They can’t stand to be around your horrible personality anymore. And you know what neither can I.”

Lucifer’s head shot over to the fourth born and he glared his way. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” Satan spat then left slamming the front door behind him as well. Not long after Belphie followed along with Asmo and Levi.

Mammon and Beel were the only ones left. They both looked at each other then Lucifer. Beel made his way to the front door along with Mammon who turned to Lucifer before shutting the door.

“Ya know…for the first time I’m actually disappointed in ya, older brother ”

Mammon sighed then shut the door leaving Lucifer alone in the foyer. The Avatar of Pride sighed and took a step toward the door but quickly stopped himself.

He turned on his heel and walked back to his study without a word.

Even now after fighting with you, he wasn’t going to set aside his pride to go out and look for you. No matter how special you are to him, there are always more important matters.

He tried to tell himself that, of course, but the sinking feeling in his stomach consumed his every thought as he made his way closer to his study.

For the first time in his life he was conflicted about his own feelings, towards you and towards his pride.

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TL;DR - Think the SCP Foundation, but you are the researcher who unfortunately gets assigned to Seven Keter classified objects. 

EXTREME TW's : graphic depictions of vomiting and death smelling objects + small suicide mentioning // be extremely wary of this when reading! thanks!

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Oh, brother.

Now you were seriously in for it.

Just imagine; you decided to take a risky gamble on some paperwork that you didn't read thoroughly- ended up signing some… papers, that ended up with you viciously hurling the contents of your lunch right back up your windpipe and into the toilet.

Seriously! You were so screwed- unbelievably at that.

Due to your risky signage of those papers, you accidentally signed off on volunteering with a partner for ‘’SCP EXPERIMENTATIONS’’, which translated to ‘’Oh yeah btw we don't have enough on-fielders to sacrifice so heres a volunteering sheet with 4x the pay if you sign up and you have zero guarantee of not being assigned to a keter class so if you sign off on this your kinda fucked ngl lmao’’

And there goes another chunk of your overpriced egg and cheese sandwich.

‘’You are expendable.’’

‘’Fuck. Fuck. FUCK! I should have never took- that f-FUCKING risk, of course, Jesus Christ himself damns me to an early d-death by being slaughtered by a SCP. just fantastic! I should start writing a will- yes, yes! Write a will… but to who? I don't have any family… oh fuck me! Everything seems to get worse by the second in this hellhole!’’ You practically whisper-shouted at yourself, causing anyone who happened to pass by the private bathroom to start questioning your mental sanity- your hot tears and snot dripping down your face and dropping into the toilet, causing your somewhat visible reflection to ripple in the murky water- the ringing in your ears seeming to increase in volume with every shaky breath you managed to suck in.

“If only you didn’t take that risk. You know, this is all your fault.’’

You looked at your messy reflection, watching your own reflection slowly ripple into an undistinguishable mess of swirls and blobs of food- the pungent smell filling your nostrils and causing you to gag and quickly back up away from the toilet, a cold sweat rushing all over your body. ‘’Maybe you're right. It is my fault.’’ you let the tears fall once more, not even attempting to wipe your face for some type of decency if someone were to walk in.

‘’This is my penance for what I’ve done.’’ ‘’This is your penance for what you’ve done.’’

. . . Everything is getting brighter- so bright. Is this real life? . .

The door to the bathroom opens and quickly shuts- a mess of a purple and peachy-colored blob rushes in and kneels in front of you- waving a tanned…something, that you couldn’t even make out somewhere near your face- the ringing in your ears masking the already muffled voice of the purple blob- ‘’MC? God, it reeks in here- are you okay?’’

What did that walking grape say to you? This damn ringing almost wouldn't even allow the reverberated sounds of your heavy breathing to make it to your ears- you can forget about it if anyone said anything outside of your ear-’’MC! Shit- we might have to get a medic- SOLOMOOON! COME QUICK!’’

While the purple-colored grape desperately used any method to get you responsive, your mouth opened and closed repeatedly, as if you were trying to speak, but nothing audible would come out, much to your frustration, the blob still didn't catch your goldfish movements even with the way you were tugging and pulling borderline anything to catch its attention- the light was getting brighter, and your vision was starting to turn red..you guessed you wouldn’t have long before…whatever this was put you out of your misery- so in a last-ditch effort, you put all your energy into screaming your final words.

‘’TELL THIRTEEN THAT I ENTRUST EVERYTHING TO HER!’’ . . . Wow. Well, at least your figurines wouldn’t end up in a Goodwill somewhere in Timbuktu.

And that was the last thing you said, or well, what YOU remember saying before you promptly blacked out and fully embraced your incoming divine judgment and thirty-minute express Uber to the deepest pits of Hell.

The only setback to this heavenly gift was that you woke up in one of the facility med bays, the blinding white light fooling you into thinking that one of the angels in heaven accidentally ordered the wrong Uber and sent you to the wrong place, until you rubbed your eyes and noticed that you were, in fact, not in heaven- but in the one place you had been begging Jesus to take the wheel and lead you directly out of this shithole.

You groaned at the sight, nearly tearing up at the notion that you had just passed out, and didn’t suddenly keel over and die in Thirteen’s bathroom. Fuck!

Mentally cursing at the higher being that stopped you from leaving your misery, you swung yourself out of bed and made a straight B-line for the nearest exit- ‘’Uh, excuse me?! Your supposed to be in bed and resting!’’ you heard a shrill and child-like voice speak from behind you, making you turn around in surprise to reveal a blonde-haired boy with blue eyes dressed in a regular doctoral outfit- and wait just a second, now that you look at him… that's a not a boy but a whole ass KID?? My god and you thought this place was bad enough- this was just downright wrong, alongside the numerous violations of public safety and multiple HIPPA violations, having child labor added to the tall order of lawsuits would NOT look so pretty on paper- maybe it really was time to start looking for a casket..

‘’Cmon! Back to bed!’’ The blonde ordered, watching you sluggishly walk back to your bed and settle in before you turned your head and stared at him for a solid 30 seconds before he finally got uncomfortable and spoke up again- ‘’Dah! Quit staring at me! If you're really that bothered by my appearance, I'm actually thousands of years older than you!’’ he looked at you with an annoyed look and pulled up a chair next to your bed.

‘’Okay, so what I'm hearing here is that you look like a whole child, and act like one too- but supposedly you are thousands of years old…yeahhh, I don't buy it.’’ You shook your head at the kid, watching how he looked at you with utter disbelief and shock, his body lurching forward- ‘’I- You do work here, or did the impact from your head hitting the bottom of Miss Thirteen’s bathroom floor scramble your brain THAT bad?’’ the boy smirked at you before he triumphantly sat back in his seat- totally oblivious to the seething person in front of him.

You weren't going to argue with this kid anymore- the blinding whites of this room were going to drive you insane if you didn't make a hasty dash to the nearest exit within the next MINUTE.

‘’Anyways, let's go back to square one- my name is Luke, I'm an angel that was recruited by the foundation to heal injured workers!’’ He flashed you a bright smile before he got a small pack of sweets out of his pocket and handed them to you- ‘’These are medicated sweets, they’ll help ease any pain your blackout may cause later on, I highly recommend that you take one now that your fully awake.’’ you nodded your head and thanked him for the sweets, popping a wing-shaped cookie into your mouth- feeling the sugary taste of the cookie practically melt inside of your mouth, surprisingly, with no hint of medication in it- ‘’..so, Luke, how long have I been out?’’

‘’About a day, Simeon was looking after you for most of it.’’ Luke responded, tilting his head to the side as he shot a nervous smile at your terrified face- ‘’I’ll bring you a cold towel..’’ . . . . . ‘’And then I assume you blacked out…again, which led up to now- when you're finally awake… Should I buy you some nausea medicine?’’ A worried Thirteen asked you, starting to rise out of the chair Luke was previously sitting in before you passed out for the second time- ‘’Y’know, being an On-Fielder isn't as bad as your making it out to be- just look at me and Solomon for example, yes, he is a complete and utter dumbass…BUT! He wouldn’t hurt me even if i tore him limb from limb.’’ She said, giving you a gentle smile as she held your hand in hers- to which you just shook your head at the gesture.

You gave her a small giggle- ‘’The way you looked like you fought a fully grown bear two weeks ago would say otherwise- and you say he wouldn’t hurt you.’’

‘’You're not getting the point here, MC! Im saying that there's no guaranteed chance that you’ll end up with a shitty anomaly-’’ you cut off Thirteen, ‘’But there's a possibility, right? As if! I've lived the past six years, somewhat, unscathed! I’d rather not be turned into a smear on the wall by some random beedogcat hybrid thing!’’ you lurched forward and told Thirteen, who just responded with a loud sigh- ‘’You practically stressing yourself half to death worrying about getting an anomaly that could quite literally just be Safe or Elucid!’’ She shook her head and gestured towards Luke, who was floating towards the both of you with a certain look on his face.

‘’MC- Simeon just dropped off this package for you, he says HR wants a confirmation soon..’’ he looked worried as he handed the yellow package to you, running off towards the office of the med-bay to, presumably, fetch you some more medicine for your upcoming blackout.

You now held the package in your hands, gingerly running the tips of your fingers alongside the edges of it, before you shot a desperate look at Thirteen- ‘’Im gonna be so pissed if you did allat yapping in my ear just for me to be assigned a Keter class.’’ you said before you opened the package and read the contents.

SCP EXPERIMENTATION | RESULTS . . . Thank you for volunteering for [SCP EXPERIMENTATION], MC, [REDACTED]

We value your humble contribution towards a new dawn with the substitution of a looming threat to humanity as a whole, and the contribution towards further research into the nature and behaviors of SCPs.

After careful consideration and sorting of MC, [REDACTED]’s personal file, your results have culminated to bring out your full potential as an [EXPERIENCED] On-Field Researcher, and your SCP’s full potential as an addition.

Your SCP’s details are listed below.

Item #: SCP-6667 Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-6667 is highly dangerous and any movement and/or action needs to be exercised with extreme caution due to its ██████████████, ███████-███████, ███ ████ ██….…

We sincerely hope that you and your newfound SCP further our push for research and safety with SCPs, and with your considerable predicted efforts, your pay will follow suit. Please be ready to meet your newfound subject(s) at a.m. 0300 hours from the moment you receive your package. - Matt, from HR.

* NOTE: The SCP Foundation is not liable for any on-site accidents or injuries via Non-SCP Anomalies. personnel loved ones are required to claim liabilities through a Personal Insurance Firm. (PIF)

It felt like your mouth was stuck agape as you stared at the paper in horror- constantly reading over the same word like it was a religion to you; Keter, Keter, Keter Keter, Keter, Keter, Keter, Keter, Keter. A fucking Keter.

A Keter class. The damn near kill-on-sight class which few researchers ever, and you meant- a few EVER survived. You would have already been pushing your luck if you made it out on the first DAY in one piece- let alone surviving another encounter with that class.

YOU. had been assigned to a Keter.

Starting to hyperventilate you desperately tried to clamor out of your bed- only to find yourself restrained to the bed with brown leather belts. And even as you screamed for Thirteen to help you out, she only stared at you with a blank expression on her face before the corners of her lips slowly curled into a toothless smile- ‘’You are expendable.’’ ..what?

Her body starts to curl on itself- her eyes now becoming soulless and morphing into pits of the void, her smile still being toothless and making you feel uneasy whenever you looked into it- ‘’You are a disgusting human being.’’ you heard her talk to you…but her mouth never seemed to move? You were suddenly startled by her neck stretching inhumanely long, long enough to the point where her nose started brushing up against your own, her mouth that was too close for comfort permeating the gut-wrenching stench and displeasure of death, that same smell that you swore you had gotten used to.

“If only you didn’t take that risk. You know, this is all your fault.’’ Her mouth stretched open, the stench getting worse and worse until you started dry heaving due to it- your eyes betraying your mind and the rest of your body as it gazed into the inhumanly stretched mouth of the former friend you called ‘’Thirteen’’, and you screamed as you finally saw what laid inside of its throat- a pale hand, which adorned yellow painted nails, emerged from the back of its throat desperately trying to claw its way towards you- ‘’No. No. no-NO! This isn't real- THIS ISNT FUCKING REAL!’’ you screamed now trying any possible way to get out of your restraints, thrashing back and forth to wiggle your way out, sweat now adorning your body like a heavy winter coat, your hair stuck to your face while your eyes stayed glued on the thing that you once called your friend- your breathing getting harder and harder as you took in more of the putrid smell of death-

And then it all stopped.

Thirteen was gone. The smell was gone. That voice was gone.

You lay in a white room filled with a multitude of different shaped and colored flowers, a gentle breeze flowing through the room blew in your favorite scent, and your ragged breathing slowed down with every deep breath you took.

It felt calming. Like you could finally breathe fresh air for the first time.

Your shrunk pupils darted across every inch of the room, scanning it for any hint of danger before you realized that you could feel something on top of your eyelids since whatever it was slightly twitched every time you blinked- you slowly raised your hands towards your eyes, softly landing them on something..warm? It felt like a hand, but who’s hand? Are you dreaming?

‘’Come find me, MC. Save Me.’’ You felt drowsy listening to the voice, but it wasn’t like the voice from earlier- it felt more calm, less sinister…who really was this talking to you? It had to be thirteen..or that guy Luke was talking about….it..couldn’t..be any- anyone….else?

Your thoughts dragged out as you felt your muscles twitch and shake, your mind slowly shutting down- before you woke up in a cold sweat.

You now found yourself back in the Med-Bay, still sitting in this damned bed, but now you were accompanied by a gorgeous dark-skinned male with beautiful brown fringed hair which was parted on the sides of his head due to his…head wings? Is he deaf? Nevermind… He sat in the same chair that Thirteen did, his head was tilted downwards toward a clipboard which had something that you couldn’t discern written on it.

He seemed to notice your presence as he looked up from his clipboard, setting it aside on the nearby nightstand as he brushed himself off- ‘’Welcome back, MC! I assume that Luke has told you about me, no?’’ you nodded your head. ‘’That's great, do you happen to feel any discomfort or dizziness? Any worrying feelings?’’ you shook your head no- ‘’I'm happy to hear you feel fine, especially after what just happened- here, I'm giving you some fludrocortisone acetate to help with your fainting.’’ He said in a cheerful tone, smiling at you again after handing you a glass of water.

You were parched. Your mouth damn near felt like a desert with how dry it felt, so this glass of water was a blessing in disguise for you, thank god for Simeon- ‘’Don't fret too much about your meeting, you have an hour to properly rest and get yourself into a better headspace- I’ll be right here at your side if you need someone to talk to as well.’’ he said, getting up from the chair to walk over towards the nearby bookshelf. well, at least you had an hour to recollect your thoughts and mentally prepare yourself for what could be very well the last moments of your life, ‘’what a pain it's going to be loading my tomato soup-looking ass into a coffin.’’ you slightly snickered at your joke before you rolled over and your mind wandered off elsewhere, your eyes subconsciously drifting over towards the now sitting Simeon, who was quietly reading a book beside your bed.

‘’Simeon.’’ He looks over towards you, his eyebrows raised- ‘’Would it be rude to ask if you and Luke are…y’know, non-human?’’ you asked, expecting him to go ballistic on you for asking such a question- I mean, it did happen to you once before when asking an angel that Thirteen was watching over- guy got SUPER pissed that you didn’t just use common sense and look at the winds that were hidden on his back (which were covered by his long hair), god, that guy was a fucking dick now that you think back on it.

Simeon only smiled as the wings on either side of his head flapped happily- ‘’It's not rude to ask a question that has a clear answer, Luke has wings as I do but he is just too young for his wings to be fully visible!’’ you smiled back at him, happy that he wasn’t being as much of a dick like the last angel you asked this question to- ‘’How come you dont have a halo then?’’ ‘’It's too much of a problem to have floating on the back of my head, I tried to make it work but alas it ended up getting stuck trying to get through a door..’’ he shook his head whilst lowly chuckling to himself, ‘’Anyways, I'd love to keep on talking with you but I think we’re out of time here- but please don't start worrying! I specifically put in a medical request for Thirteen to accompany you during your time with your SCP…or well, Thirteen practically begged me to do something to aid with your panic attacks.’’

Your heart dropped hearing him say anything that hinted towards your looming death, but you just sucked it up since you would be with Thirteen- someone who could write out your will and put all of your figurines to good use. Simeon waved you off and shouted something along the lines of ‘’letting Luke know that you are bidding farewell!’’ with you shouting a happy ‘’See you later!’’ back at him.

The walk of shame towards the meeting room was absurd.

Totally absurd because there were people literally prancing around the main floor with whole-ass deers, frolicking around with bees, and JUMPING for joy at their newfound SCPs. The fuck?! Are you just the mayor of Frown Town or are these people actually on some type of hardcore drug? Because there is no possible way that the foundation didn't give all of these people Safe class SCPs- if they were going to do this then how come you didn't get something that wouldn’t kill me on sight?

‘’Your results have culminated to bring out your full potential as an [EXPERIENCED] On-Field Researcher’’ Right. They looked through your file to personally assign you a specific SCP.

Well, despite this unnerving fact, you pushed forward, determined to at least get a glimpse of your personal grim reaper, this fact pushed you forward with some pep in your step until you pushed open the doors to the meeting room- Matt. goddamn Matt.

Of COURSE they decided to let Matt be the tour guide for this whole shitshow- the one person you wanted to stay away from you at all times was HERE and going to be walking around with you for a solid five minutes to your new laboratory- Jesus fuck! Was the foundation that determined to get you to kill yourself?? ‘’MC! Oh, it is so, so, great to see my new favorite employee looking so delighted about their new job promotion! Come! Let's turn this frown upside down!’’ Matt said with a disgustingly cheery tone, his annoying ass smile seemed to get brighter as your frown drooped even more as he grabbed your hand and guided you towards your gravestone- I'm sure you will looooooove your new SCP! He is very docile and kind-hearted, his only setback is that he sleeps a ton, so getting research out of him will SURELY be a hassle!’’ he let go of your hand and twirled a bit before grabbing your hand, again, and further leading you to the airlocked door of your new laboratory.

Okay, now you were convinced that everyone was on this newfound hardcore drug and that you were the only sane fucker in the facility- because what fucking Keter class is DOCILE and KIND-HEARTED? Either Matt is a complete and utter dumbass who is totally oblivious to the most important aspect of his job or he genuinely didn’t know about the class you were assigned to.

Matt opened the door for you, ushering you inside as he explained the password system to your lab, giving you the code on a sticky note, and walking over to a panel that had several buttons on it as he flicked on a button which turned on the lights in the ‘’research station’’ as he calls it before he beckoned you over to him- ‘’And now for the grand reveal..! I, Matt, will be giving MC the honor of revealing their SCP!’’ he squealed, looking at you with a ‘’Hurry up and push that button’’ look as you just sighed and flicked on the switch next to the one he already turned on- with the lights slowly turning on to reveal a… Cow? No, human-cow cosplaying human curled up in the corner? What??

‘’Okay Matt, I'm going to be straight with you- what in the actual fuck is this? This isn't an SCP, it's some random guy cosplaying a cow that you plucked out of an anime convention!’’ You looked at Matt with a dumbfounded look as you looked back at the sleeping cow-cosplaying man before looking back at Matt- ‘’Oh yes it is, MC, that is in fact not a human but an SCP, he’s just assuming a human-like form to fool the task force into thinking he is docile. Not saying that he is violent, he just seems to not like his sleeping to be disturbed.’’ did Matt think you were that stupid? ‘’Matt, what the actual fuck are you talking about? ‘’Oh YeAh, He’S DoCiLe!’’ THAT MOTHERFUCKER IS ASSUMING A FORM TO FOOL PEOPLE INTO COMING INTO HIS ENCLOSURE! No, and I mean NO docile ANYTHING assumes a form to lure people into its habitat! How the hell can you actually look me in my face and tell me that it's DOCILE?!’’ you angrily pointed towards the still sleeping cowman

Matt's tone darkened, ‘’Let's not forget our positions here, or do you really want a black mark that badly? Either way, you have a job to do- valuable research to provide to the Foundation, i highly suggest you start moving to assess the SCP’s danger level- now, please. He told you, handing you a briefing file that you didn’t even know he had with him- your eyes quickly scanning over the material of said file, landing on one specific word before you looked up and stared into the soul of poor Matt.

It's like the fucker wanted you eliminated and wiped off of the face of the earth at his earliest convenience! This was downright ridiculous- get into the enclosure WITH a demon Keter class? Are you serious? fuuuuuck that.

You pinched the bridge of your nose in annoyance, ‘’Oh godfuckingdammit! Give me a break! A COW! A COW!! A DEMON COW AT THAT! You’ve got to be joking- seriously! If I walk in that THING’s enclosure I'm going to be not pushing 26 but fuckin’ DAISIES! Matt, I don't think you understand the problem here, You're putting me in the same room as a KETER- do you want me dead that bad?’’

Matt shook his head- ‘’Get in the enclosure, the black mark doesn't argue back nor does the rest of HR, after all, they will side with me, once again.’’

‘’Fuck you, Matt.’’ You said whilst angrily punching in the code to the enclosure- cautiously walking into the brightly lit room as you had a one-man staredown with the cow before you softly tapped your foot, attempting to wake it without immediately being torn limb from limb- and somehow you succeeded- having a grumbling, somewhat pissed, cow look at you like you just kicked a puppy and napalmed an orphanage, and kicked someone's grandma down a flight of stairs- god how much you missed the Med-Bay now…

Now that you could get a clear view of your short-time good ol’ buddy and pal- you could see his outfit clearly; somewhat blue hair with white streaks on the tips, a tired look adorning his face, and a blue jacket with a hood that he paired with an olive colored pair of pants, with damn near knee high brown boots- what in the actual fuck was this guy wearing? Damn, where did they FIND this man?

‘’What do you want?’’

What in the fuck- who said that? You thought to yourself, glancing back to an empty lab with no Matt in sight- oh that fucker REALLY wanted you dead. ‘’Fucking Matt…’’

Was it that voice that was nagging you about being a bad person and this that and the third earlier? Maybe it was… him?

‘’Was that you who just said that?’’ you stared at the cow who was lying down on the ground, watching it for any movement in its mouth before you heard the voice again- ‘’Yes, now answer my question already.’’- were you actually going schizophrenic or something? Because you were just staring at his mouth and didn't move one bit when you heard the voice- ‘’The fuck? Are you talking telepathically?’’ you asked the cow, only to get a now angry response- ‘’Are you deaf? Or just willfully being ignorant? Do you have zero sense of danger?’’

That's right, that cow was asking you to answer its question- ‘’I want the same thing as you do, for me to get the fuck outta here. I don't know if you saw that guy back there but he FORCED me to be in here with you.’’ You gestured to the empty room across from the both of you before you noticed something small and pink on the glass window- and you couldn’t get to it due to the walking threat lying down in front of you, especially the fact that any sudden movement could aggravate this guy and send you 6ft under, pushing daisies.

‘’So you're stuck here too, that guy wrote on that paper something about how he locked the doors for bonding time’’ The cow gestured towards the pink paper that was on the window, and then looked back at you.

Without missing a beat, he suddenly appeared in front of you and wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing it with some considerable force since your face slightly twitched at the sudden cutoff of oxygen, and the cow did NOT seem to like that result as he let up with the squeezing- ‘’You really don't have any sense of danger, huh?’’ at this point, you didn’t even try to fight his grip, you just shrugged and accepted your fate- ‘’I do have a sense of danger- I just knew what type of bullshit I would be going into, but y’know, I'm forced to work with you. No point in having a sense of danger if you're just going to die by the end of the business day.’’

He sighed and fully let go of you, walking back to his previous spot in the corner and curling up into a ball, hiding his face from the bright lights of the room- ‘’How boring, it's no fun killing you if you're already wanting to die, that's like im granting your shitty wish. I'm a demon, not a genie.

‘’If you're a demon then go do us both a solid and kill that fucker, Matt!’’ you thought to yourself, rolling your eyes at the thought of his eventual return- ‘’What exactly did this Matt guy do to you for his name to be accompanying some form of death every five fucking seconds in your head?! You need to take anger management classes or something.’’

This fucking sassy fuck- ‘’It's because Matt sat there and LOCKED me in a room with YOU, no offense by the way, all for the purpose of killing me- like what type of psychopath sits there and leaves the glory of watching your greatest enemy be killed in real-time to go frolic around in an imaginary field or whatever he does in his free time! It's borderline stupid!’’

‘’Not only that, the guy keeps on babbling on about how you're so docile and kind-hearted!’’ You finished your rant about Matt, laying down against the cold, hard tiles and staring up into the ceiling- ‘’what a dumbass.’’ ‘’Tell me about it- the guys been doing nothing but riding my ass for the past six years and the moment he got a promotion he starts going on a whole tangent about how he’s so important and that he’ll put a mark on me if I step out of line- fucking power-tripping!’’

‘’And he got this promotion because why?’’

‘’Because he [DATA EXPURGED BY ADMIN_M], [REDACTED].’’

The cow seemed to pause at your words before he uncurled himself and stared at you, much to your dismay- ‘’He… did what to [REDACTED]?’’

‘’Yeah, he did, the only and probably only SCP I will ever trust again. And he [DATA EXPURGED BY ADMIN_M], and I hate his fucking guts for it- I sometimes wonder about her family she used to tell me stories about… I really wanted to meet some of her older brothers if our plan worked.’’

‘’Tell me about these stories [REDACTED] told you, now.’’ ‘’It's not like I have anything better to do.’’ . . . . . . . . . ‘’She really was the light of the foundation, making the suicide rate in this damned place drop to an all-time low! Hell, even the SCPs themselves enjoyed her presence, and that's impressive to get that senile old man down the hallway to shut the fuck up with his happy-go-lucky attitude.’’

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[technicolor-rhapsody]

Love Psalms; Their Attendant, a Spectator

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You've mended this family, what was once your family, before and you can do it again. Not only because you have to in order to return home, but also out of love.

Will include: Hurt/Comfort, fluff, angst, humor, canon typical violence, reader x demon brothers, possible spoiler.

A/N: This will be Just a collection of little oneshots taking place during Nightbringer. May or may not be considered AU. But it's just a fun little project.

The chapter name and future names are absolutely a play on the chapter names from Black Butler because it just seemed like a neat idea. Name of the work comes from the song Love Pslam from Silent Hill Book of memories. I might even consider taking requests for scenarios, prompts or the like but we'll see.

To say the House of Lamentation lacked chaos is a bold faced lie. The sight before you is a familiar one, albeit in a more grand scale currently.

What started as a little verbal spat at dinner had morphed into something physical. Throwing of silverware and food followed screamed insults and taunts. Lucifer was quick to try and shut it down. However he only made the situation worse when his hands were slammed on the table, causing a glass to be knocked over and spilling it's contents onto the book that Satan was reading in between bites. You recall Lucifer previously telling his brother not to read at the table. Satan had been quick to bring up the hypocrisy of Lucifer reading the paper in the mornings and the other brothers being able to have their D.D.D.s or in Levi's case a portable game system.

Thankfully, you weren't in what would be your normal spot. No, you sat at the end on the table opposite of Lucifer who of course took his place at the head. 

This allowed you a sweeping, front row seat to the scene that played out infront of you.

Beel was trying to restrain Satan while trying to eat what he could of dinner. Leviathan was hiding, crouched down below the table. Belphagor was asleep, undisturbed by the rancorous dispute. That left Mammon and Asmodeus screaming at each other as they reached across the table to smack each other.

Lastly there was Lucifer. Poor, poor Lucifer. You've never seen him so exasperated. You consider stepping in and cleaning up the mess. But he's made it clear how he doesn't want you meddling or your help. If he wants it, he'll have to ask for it.

The two of you make eye contact, yet he says nothing. There is a hint of desperation on his features, but only briefly before it's over taken by anger. You know he's much to prideful to ask for aid.

So instead you raise your glass to him as if making a toast and go back to eating your own food, anghost of a smile on your lips.

Home sweet home.

[reeeooohhheehee]

Back From the Dead

00: Humans Don’t Live THAT Long

Loosing someone that you care about is one of the hardest things in life. It hurts to see when the coffin is laid down, or when the cremations begins. Sitting there, knowing you’ll never be able to see them again. Knowing you’ll never be able to talk to them again. Then you have to go on with life.

It’s been felt at the grandest scale everyday, it’s not going to stop. Not everyone’s immortal, unless your Solomon, a demon, or an angel. And it hurts to keep remembering. Just know that even when I’m gone, I’ll still be there by your side.

Those were Mc’s last words.

It was hard to move on. The brothers cared for them deeply. They loved them so much. The emotional turmoil was too much to bare. The longing for their presence, the longing to be held in their arms again.

It was all impossible to accomplish again. Their precious little lamb, growing old with them. Their precious little lamb who helped mend family issues. Their precious little lamb who fell in love with each and every one. Their little lamb who practically became family.

It’s as if a part of their souls has been ripped out from their body directly. Why did this have to happen? How did it even happen? They sat there, unmoving from their spots as Mc’s body was carried inside the cremation room.

It hurts to see the one you love one last time, doesn’t it? It was like Lilith all over again. And again. Don’t even get started with the royals. They’ve been there, too. At the back of the room, watching. They didn’t get to know Mc the way the brothers did but it hurts.

A trusted friend has been snatched away by death, too. The Purgatory boys stood still, feeling the pain and tension in the room. This was not something that could be reversed anymore. The damage was there, and it was permanent.

“Simeon..? Is this what it feels to lose someone?” asked the small angel, Luke. For a time, he thought Mc was a parent figure, it was harder for him. A child to lose someone hurts more, too. The salt in already open wounds, it was too much for everyone.

Everyone was lost in thought. Mammon sat at the very corner. Was it his fault? He couldn’t protect you? Maybe if he asked Solomon to do the same immortality potion to Mc, maybe this would’ve never happened. But this was fate versus him.

They knew it hurt, so one by one, they left. Mammon was left staring in thought at the cremation going on inside. He had his hands on his knees, his tears endlessly flowing out.

“I’ll love you until the end. That’s my promise on repeat, Mc.” Mammon said softly, standing up to leave. He had to move past.. even if it hurt to do so.