#t: astroseuss

[mageofseven]

Oh oh! About the song things! I usually go on walks and listen to songs and daydream about them, and one of my favorite is Pray by Ryan Vasquez! I usually imagine it with Beelzebub because he's my bbg. Like fr I made a storyline in my head to it I LOVE him <3 sometimes I like to imagine it's when they were in the Celestial Realm, and other times I just funk it.

Omg, why would you do this to me???

This song is too beautiful 😭💕

I can definitely see why this makes you think of Beel

However this song makes me freaking grieve the fact that I'm awful at writing smut and this would be so fucking perfect for that.

But at the same time, it makes me wanna try??? I mean, it's been years since my last train wreck attempt (I think I was like 18? 19? And now I'm 26) and this song makes it so fucking tempting 🥺💕

To clarify though! This post will contain zero smut and will probably just be super fluffy! Maybe even a bit a suggestive, but nothing smutty.

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Story context: Lilith never fell in love with a human, the Celestial War never happened, and the brothers are still angels (and MC still exists despite Lilith not becoming human).

Beel, like both his twins, often sneaks down to the Human realm, where he met and fell in love with MC. Having to keep it a secret from all of his siblings makes the big guy feel guilty, but he's so deeply in love with MC and worships her and every moment they are together.

This starts from the morning after they...did the smutty stuff 😂

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Beel pulled the human closer, mind still foggy as he woke up in their bed. Sadly, he was conscious enough to know what day it was, making him tighten his hold on the sleeping woman.

Wake up in the morning when sun shines in

Half awake, half asleep until you chime in

The clock striking its final chords

So get up, get out, rise and shine for the house of the Lord.

Today was Sunday, his Father's day. It was just about the only day of the week most angels saw their Father and most still never interacted with him. They all come together each Sunday to praise Father for all he's done, but in truth, only archangels like Lucifer and Michael truly speak to Him.

The angel didn't want to go, to leave his love alone in the bed after such a wonderful night.

He watched his love for a moment, focusing on the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she slept soundly.

Beel closed his eyes, the night before flashing in his mind.

The man took a finger and lightly traced MC's lips, suddenly receiving a sleepy giggle from the human.

Cause as soon as I close my eyes

Brings me back to my temple in between those thighs

My mind does a full eclipse

And the world dissolves while I'm worshiping your lips

"Hey..." She smiles sleepily at the angel next to her.

"Good morning, beautiful." He slowly stroked her cheek, like he was trying to memorize every little detail from her skin's softness to the exact placement of her freckles.

Even after last night, he still felt the need to trace every inch of her body, leaving kisses along the way till he lands at the spot she truly wants his attention with.

The angel still felt like he could taste her on his lips and it just made him want more of her. What his man wouldn't give to just ask her for another taste, for permission to pray all of his love for her down below, but he knew he had no time for it.

MC frowned before laying her hand against his chest.

"It's Sunday, isn't it?"

Beel pulled her to his chest and stroked her hair.

"Yeah..."

He had to go home before anyone knew he was gone; before Lucifer could even suspect what he was doing now.

Father, son, and the holy ghost

I'm trapped with the people that I love the most

Bad things happened to angels who broke the rules, especially the major ones like...falling in love with a human.

Romantic love was forbidden in the Celestial realm, especially with anyone from the other races. No love is allowed to be greater than your love for Father. His family...they wouldn't understand this; they wouldn't understand the intense love he felt for this woman or why he'd risk his life to stay with her.

If Lucifer found out...he'd keep Beel locked up in the Celestial realm. He'd keep his younger brother's secret in order to protect him, but would never let him return to his love's side.

No matter how much he loved Lucifer and his other siblings, he couldn't sacrifice MC for them. This gentle and loving human had awoken something in him, something he could never let sleep within him again.

She completes him. How could he ever let his family steal him away from her?

"When...when will you be back this time?" She asked softly from within his arms.

"I...I don't know." The man started to draw circles lightly on the back of her shoulder. "At least a few days."

MC buried her face in his chest and he kissed her hair.

If he had a choice...Beel would worship this woman for the rest of his life. He no longer wishes to pray to and revere his Father, the One who decided such a relationship with his love was too great of a sin to forgive.

How could loving someone so soft, so caring be a bad thing? The angel once tried to convince himself of it, but no longer. This woman was more angelic than even him and this love between them made him feel a fullness within him that he had never known.

He needed her like he needed air to breath and food to eat. And knew she felt the same way.

I kneel at the shrine

I eat from the vine

Drinking your wine

I'm feeling your spine

Bending to my design

And it's all mine

I'm begging you for one more crawl

I wanna feel your waterfall, fall

Beel heard the human sniffle before she pulled back from his chest.

"I'll miss you..." She said tearful. "I wish you didn't always have to leave."

"I know." He rubbed her back. "I leave so I can always come back you to though."

The woman nodded and he kissed each tear that fell from her eyes, kind eyes that have pulled him towards her since they both met.

He hated leaving her, but come hell or high water, he will always find his way back to her. Always. And he needed to because this man could not even imagine how to live without her again.

He will do his time back in the Celestial realm, praying that everything lines up for him soon to safely make his way back to her.

For now, he gave her a long, sweet kiss before leaving her bed and heading out to her balcony, where he released his wings

and flew away, to the home that no longer felt like home.

Hush, don't make a sound

The service is over and the king's been crowned

I managed just a soft amen

Then I close my eyes to visit you and I again

[mageofseven]

I think I'd adore that mpreg series honestly! One of my biggest wants is kids, but my biggest fears is carrying the baby. Plus, I feel like it'd be so much easier if the demons carried their own babies with the pregnancy series, y'know?

Omg now I really need to do this.

Thanks for the encouragement, Astro!

I gotta get started on brainstorming plots now~

[mageofseven]

Barbatos is the captain of the DiaLuci ship and is frantically plugging up the holes and bailing out the water while smiling and being like

"This is Fine."

Barb is the ultimate captain lol

[mageofseven]

Hello! I saw your match-ups were open and I wanted to submit one! For starters, I'd like all the boys to be inn consideration.

Now, I'm gender fluid and demi romantic, though I typically just say MLM! I tend to present more femininely, but I have my days. I have a head canon that I'd just use magic to present super masc as I wanted too, because it'd be fucking hilarious.

I'm an ENFP, more of an Ambivert really, and I'm a Virgo Sun, Taurus Moon, Scorpio Rising, and Leo Venus. I was born in September!

Now, I'm very excitable, and have a tendency to overreact. It's due to my ADHD and Bipolar Disorder. Though, I'm seen as a really happy person. I'm very kind, and polite! I see myself as a caring and nurturing person who sometimes gets a little weird... but my friends nicknames for me consist mainly of old-man freak! So. I have a tendency to go a little overboard when talking to people I'm comfortable with. I'm also very insecure of my weight and such.

I am absolutely obsessed with yoga. I attend classes and such. I also like to go to the gym, mainly for lifting and cardio. I'm very strong! I also have a huge thing for cooking! I prefer to make meat products due to the overdoing things, as I over season non-meat things sometimes. I also really like baking, I just have a hard time eating so many sweets. Listening to music or trash TV while I do this is so much fun.

I adore kids! Not liking kids would absolutely be a deal breaker for me... I don't want a HUGE family, but I want more than 2 kids! I'm studying to be a teacher as well.

When I get insecure, I tend to absorb mylaef into my interests. I like reading a lot, and I love movies. I'm a huge movie buff, and watch many nostalgic movies! Little Monsters, Drop Dead Fred, ect. I'm not an 80s' kid, but I was raised by my aunt, who was. I watch my comfort shows, my comfort movies, and read my favorite books. Or, I watch a good movie and read the book it's based off! Right now I'm reading The Count of Monte Cristo because I watched the movie! I also tend to be into childish things, like cartoon movies.

I dress in a variety of styles, and always try and make it fun. Sometimes, I can be wearing purple spandex shorts and 7 inch sparkly pink platforms with heart buckles, the next I'm running through the woods with no shoes on, and a flowy brown skirt with a orange crop top. I've been described as a Golden Retriever friend, and a free spirt. Many people think I'm stupid, but I'm actually really smart... and I'm terribly jealous of my younger sister because she's everything I'm not.

Sorry if this is a lot! I just really like obey me-

Omg!!!! You actually know your venus!! Thank you for that 🥰🤭💕

So your Venus in Leo tells me you are very lively, devoted, and passionate. When you're in love, you give all of yourself to your lover and expect the same in return.

Your Taurus Moon tells you are very compassionate and determined, but also aren't a big fan of change.

Your Scorpio Rising tells me that you can often find your guard up with new people to some degree, but when lowered, people see just how charming, passionate, and loyal you are. There is so much about you that others have to invest time in to see and it's always worth it.

Your Virgo Sun tells me you are also very practical and want to be helpful to those around you.

The rest of your information tells me you are very family oriented, keep active, and love nostalgia (then again, who doesn't lol)

With all of this in mind, three of the Boys pop up as potential choices, two being Diavolo and Asmodeus. However,

I pair you with...

Beelzebub

He is the ultimate family man. Like, as soon you feel you're ready for it, make this man a Daddy right away! He has so much love to give and he can tell you do too. Even before you two have kids, I can imagine him being so soft and cuddly with you, nuzzling your cheek or neck before whispering in your ear about how beautiful your heart is and that you'd be an amazing parent and how he just can't wait for that day 🥺😭💕💕💕

Outside of that cutesy parent stuff, I can see you two going to the gym together and Beel would even try yoga with you! He'd be pretty clumsy at it in the beginning, but I can see him enjoying it and keeping at it so it can be another activity that you two can do together.

You being such a lively and passionate person with him always brings a smile to his face, causing him to want to express just as much passion back at you 🥰

Beel will be just as devoted to you as you are to him and I can really see you two being this cute, healthy couple whose always taking caring of one another💕💕💕

But seriously, make this man a Daddy. It's practically a crime that he isn't one already lol

[mageofseven]

I was raised very southern Baptist, and my church always denied the idea of God's name being anything other than God. Like, if we were ever curious about it our pastor would just tell us to read like, Leviticus or something. He'd always just tell us to read a different part of the Bible. Yahweh is a cool af name tho, and I'm interested in the differences between the Anon answers.

Honestly, it's not too surprising your pastor said that. I wonder if it's a long held believe by Baptists that God doesn't have a name/is only called God or if it's a relatively new influence on the religion?

Honestly, I have a general Christian theory about this. I believe in the days the bible was written, God was given the name Yahweh because so many people were curious and assumed that he must have one.

As centuries passed though, I think Christians got increasingly more uncomfortable with other religions and other groups of peoples' gods and decided not to acknowledge their own god's name and just call him God, as a way of telling others that their god is the god, the true god, the 'real' god.

That, at least to me, would make sense why God has a name, but Christians have more or less retconned that info because it no longer makes them comfortable.

That's just my opinion though! It's totally fine if you don't see it the way I do.

But ya! Yahweh is a really cool name and it's fascinating to hear the different perspectives and the knowledge on the topic that different people carry.

Humans are so fascinating hehe 🥰

[mageofseven]

In TWST in definitely more of a Sebek girl! Like absolutely adore the character who's too loud about something he likes. It's always been my Achilles Heel type thing I am a SUCKER

I also really adore Kalim and Azul!!!

Honestly, I'm not big on Sebek and I'm not sure why.

Azul, however, is precious and Kalim is pretty okay, though I lean more towards Jamil in that house lol

But again, Leona is where my heart is truly at 🥰💕 hehe~

[mageofseven]

When Heat Cools: A MephistoMC Love Story

Chapter 7

Taglist: @astroseuss @fcxyviixen @jar-of-moondust @marvelous-maniac @ghost-mint @darkflowerav @missloserqueen

Mephisto ran to his love's side, stumbling a bit as he ran faster than he could move properly with his cane but he didn't care.

Barbatos stepped away from the woman just before the boyfriend made it in front of the gasping woman.

MC felt as if she was just chiseled out of a glacier. Even the nobleman could feel it as he touched her arms; despite her normal complexion, the human felt deathly cold.

Mephisto quickly took off his jacket and slid it over her shoulders before taking her hand on his and pressing it against his warm chest.

"Mi corazón? What happened--" He winced as he suddenly noticed the pain in his leg.

"M-Mephisto...I'm fine." She promised. "N-Now p-please...sit d-down."

You gotta be kidding me. Even after whatever the hell she went through, she's still worried him and his leg. If he wasn't so speechless right now, he'd be calling her an idiot for her ill timed concern.

It wasn't just her though.

Lord Diavolo pulled a chair right next to MC's and gave a sympathetic, almost strange sort of look.

"Please listen to MC, my friend."

Mephisto pursed his lips before temporarily letting go of his sweet human and shakily taking the seat as was asked.

The nobleman immediately pulled her back towards him though, embracing his girlfriend in hope of warming the poor woman.

He glared at the butler.

"What the in the devil's hellish mind were you doing?"

All etiquette went out the window in that moment. Even though this was in front of Lord Diavolo, Mephisto didn't care. He needed answers to what the hell he just saw, to what his pregnant girlfriend just went through.

Dia frowned.

"Vocabulary aside, I agree with Mephistopheles." The prince told his butler. "I would also like to know what it was that we walked in on."

Barbatos pursed his lips.

"I would rather not say as of yet." The butler explained. "I feel it would be disrespectful to MC to speak on the matter without her saying her piece first. However, I will mention that I received her full consent before using my magick upon her."

Trusting his friend, but also wanting to make sure his other one has a chance to speak, the prince turned to MC.

"Is this true?"

The woman nodded before hiding her face in her boyfriend's chest.

Mephisto stared in disbelief.

"Why? What did you let him do to you?"

He adjusted her in his arms, making the human reveal her face when all she wanted to do was hide from him.

"I..." The woman gave a big shiver, causing the man to quickly rub her back in hop the friction will help warm her a bit. "E-Ever since I b-became p-pregnant...I've been s-seeing things, M-MepMep."

The nobleman's eyes widen and he laid hand against her cheek.

"What kind of things? Mi corazón, please."

"Translucent b-beings float in an e-empty world." She spoke softly. "B-But over time, it became less and less empty...and...before you picked me up earlier, I had a-a vision with them dancing, these dark and light b-beings holding hands and d-dancing as they sang a melody in a foreign language that sounded...familiar t-to me."

Mephisto could only stare. What the hell has been going on with her head to cause that?

This made no sense to the nobleman. These...'visions' of hers were nothing he had ever heard of and most certainly weren't something from his family. Then what's happening to her? What's happening to his sweet corazón?

With MC's side of things spoken, Barbatos stepped forward.

"After confiding in me about these visions of hers, I realized what their cause may be." The butler explained, cool and composed as always. "However, considering the...severe rarity of the condition, I had to be completely sure before speaking such aloud and therefore needed to perform some ancient magick."

Surprising the couple, but not the butler in the slightest, the prince gave Barb a stern look.

"Barbatos, what did you do to her?"

"I indeed used soul magick." He confirmed the prince's suspicions. "If it is any consolation, my lord, it seems my own suspicions are correct; history is repeating itself."

Diavolo raised his eyebrows.

"Please clarify this realization of yours."

"MC's soul is surprisingly more pure than we could have ever expected." The butler explained. "We understood her soul was angelic thanks to Ms. Lilith; however, the average angel soul is simply never to this level of purity."

The concern on the prince's face was obvious, which only made the couple more stress.

"Hold on a minute." Mephisto interrupted. "What are you saying? Humans do not have angelic souls; their souls are heterogeneous mixtures of dark and light magick."

MC tensed in his arms as Diavolo turned to his old friend.

"MC...is a very special human." He explained just as he has many times over the years. However, this time he actually continued. "Many years ago, I saved Lilith, Lucifer's sister, from the brink of death by turning her into a human in exchange for his loyalty. By doing this, the woman's very genetics changed, but her soul did not and it seems to have affected the soul MC has developed, if not Lilith's other descendants' as well."

"I--and when was anyone going to tell me this??" The nobleman quickly looked down at his girlfriend, just to find her hiding in his chest. "Why didn't you say anything to me after all this? About any of this?"

"I'm afraid now isn't the time for such questions." Barbatos gently inserted himself.

And he was right. MC was so cold and stressed and overwhelmed; the last thing the pregnant woman needed was her boyfriend barking questions at her.

Mephisto sighed before leaning towards her ear.

"I'm sorry." He whispered before kissing her head and looking back at the other men. "What does any of this mean then?"

Dia sighed.

"It means...you are both recreating the first generation of humanity, just as my ancestor the Devil and the Celestial Father once did."

Mephisto's heart sank.

"How is that even possible?!"

"It's the result of your souls." The prince explained apologetically. "Your family is well known for its purity of the dark magick in their souls. This paired will the apparent purity of the light magick in MC's own soul has resulted in you both having children like the since-extinct first generation of humanity."

Children?? As in plural?? And how will this make them so different from modern humans?

Before Mephisto had the chance to ask any of this though, Barbatos chimed in.

"I suspected this was the case because the visions she spoke of contain images of the Primordial era, essentially the earliest days of the past." He explained. "Early humans had the power to see the past, a gift given to them by their parent the Devil."

"A gift the Celestial Father was threaten by." Diavolo frowned.

After all, why would He be happy with His lover giving their children the power to look into His secrets?

The nobleman's mind was racing. This--this was a lot for him to process after all.

"I...I don't...f-feel too good..." MC said suddenly, sounding weak.

Mep's eyes widened and he tightened his embrace on MC as his gaze snapped down to her.

"Mi corazón?"

"Barbatos," Dia looked to the butler. "Bring her inside and draw her a medicinal bath to help her warm up."

"Yes, my lord."

Barbatos stepped forward and gently peeled the weak but clingy woman from her boyfriend before guiding her inside.

"Don't worry, my friend." Diavolo assured him. "MC will be fine. The coldness felt on her is a magically induced phantom type. Her body feels no true affect from it and so it is mostly her mind that is tired; she and the babies will be fine."

"Is it truly definite?" He asked, gaze till staring in the direction the butler and his pregnant love went. "Is there really more than one child?"

"Considering the nature of this pregnancy, I would be more surprised if not." The prince explained before taking a seat next to his friend. "There's no need to be concerned though; as powerful as you and MC are, neither of you are at the same level as my ancestor and therefore I would imagine the amount would be something much more manageable on her human body."

The nobleman released a big sigh and hid his face in his hands.

He...really wasn't acting like himself today, but in truth, he couldn't care less. Everything was starting to feel out of his control.

As long as Mephisto can remember, he always wanted to be a dad and husband, be the greatest man possible for those he loved. That was a dream of his since he was young.

However, he was completely falling short of the man he wanted to be. He felt like chaos continued to brew like a storm against his poor corazón and he was doing such a terrible job of shielding her from it, mostly because he's been left in such ignorance.

It felt as if he's been spending so much time trying to fix one leaking spot on a ceiling while on the other side other house, part of the roof ripped off and poor MC has been rained and stormed on all alone.

"My friend, everything will all be fine." Dia assured him.

"I need to take care of that idiot..." He said from within his hands. Like always, he didn't really believe she was stupid; he was just hurt and frustrated. "How can I do that when she hides things like this from me?"

"MC is simply not used to being taken care of." The other man explained. "You just need to be patient with her. For now, you know what she held and more; now you can protect her even better."

Mephisto raised his head and nodded.

"I...I suppose so." He agreed.

"Also, a word of advice." The prince put his hand on his old friend's shoulder and captured his gaze. "Do not tell anyone about this. Not about your children's...'special race', not about the purity of MC's soul, and especially not her visions."

Mephisto pursed his lips.

"I trust you, but what specifically will come of it if others find out it?"

"My friend, you are a noble from the family leading the Traditionalist political party." Dia spoke as if it was obvious. "If others find out that the son of the leader of the party known not only for demon elitism, but also historically for prohuman sacrificing and human slavery is not only mating with a human, but is also literally recreating the first generation of the so-called living mistakes of my ancestor, your family will become a target by your own allies."

Shit. Mephisto didn't think of that.

"We also cannot risk anyone else knowing about MC's visions of the past." He continued. "She may not be able to control them right now, but that won't matter to anyone with secrets to hide and that would be our whole court. Others knowing about her soul could also help lead to others to these conclusions and we cannot allow that."

Devil, things just kept getting more complicated. Can't the realms just leave his poor corazón alone?

[mageofseven]

Nesting with Birdie: A BarbMams Love Story

Chapter 8

Taglist: @astroseuss @zarakem @fcxyviixen @brielle043

TW: Child abuse explained in detail by the one who experienced it

The previous interaction truly left a bad taste in the butler's mouth.

Despite how difficult it was for Mammon to hear his brother say that, hear his brother try to influence him to give up his baby, it was Barbatos who was the most upset.

Lucifer was his friend, a title that meant a lot to the butler. Barbatos didn't simply make friends with anyone; the private, introverted man used to not see much point with friendships before Diavolo and to extend the same relationship to the Avatar of Pride took a long time to do.

Barbatos deeply resented the man for what he observed, for what he heard spewed from his mouth. And the audacity! Him expecting the butler to assist him in his quest to separate Barb himself and his little bird with their child?

Though the man has gained his composure, he hasn't forgiven the other man for it all.

Meanwhile, Mammon was more understanding; possibly more so than he should be.

"Luce ain't a bad guy." He insisted. "His words hurt, I admit it, but he said what he said because he thinks it'd better for me."

"You already expressed your interest in keeping our child." Barb argued, arms around his little bird protectively and hand over his stomach. "To try and manipulate you towards a different answer--"

"Barb, it ain't like that; he's looking out for me like he always does."

"Well then your brother needs a more ethical method of doing so." The older demon said bitterly.

"He...he does his best." Mammon defended. "He just doesn't really know me anymore, I guess..."

"Then he needs to put more effort into changing that."

The younger man stared into space for a minute, mind on a far away memory.

"Ya know...he wasn' always my brother; not like this, at least." He began. "My 'big brother', the man who originally had to raise me n' shit...he...he wasn't a nice dude. I mean, most thought he was, but like...nothing coulda been further from the truth."

Barbatos raised his eyebrows. This...the older demon hasn't heard this story before. Granted, Mammon rarely spoke of the Celestial realm or his life there and his boyfriend wasn't one to pry about most things.

"Michael was...like, if ya think Lucifer is uptight about image n' reputation or whatever then ol' Mikey would shock ya." The younger demon gave a sad smile. Michael hated that nickname, making it the only way child Mammon could get back at the man. Say it in front of others and Michael would pretend that the nickname was cute and that Mammon was his 'little buddy', but the truth was that it bothered the man deeply. "I was a reckless embarrassment to that guy and he made sure I knew it. The amount of times he dragged me in the house for a 'chat' that ended with him makin' me change my clothes so no one would see the bruises formin'."

Barbatos stared at his little bird in shock, his usual mask no where to be seen.

"Why have you not told me about this before?"

"Didn't wanna think about it." Mammon looked away and shrugged, as if it wasn't a big deal. "But like...I feel like it's gotta be said now on account of what happened."

Barb's hand was still on his stomach. After a moment of silence, Mammon laid his hand on top of Barb's.

"Ol' Mikey would also lock me in the upstairs closet for a couple days if he thought I did somethin' real bad. I'd be in the dark for two or three day with no food or water, just sitting with my knees to chest 'cause I had no room to even sit up, let alone stand."

Barb tightened the embrace, but ultimately kept listening, wanting Mammon to say everything he feels he needs to.

"Whenever I was locked up, he'd tell the others that I was sick and just needed some time to rest and I was always this small, sickly-looking little shit so it was easy for others, especially the adults to imagine me just havin' a bad immune system or some shit." The greed demon pressed his lips together and tried not to cry. "They always believed him, even praised him for 'lookin' out for him so well', feedin' that bastard's ego...not Lucifer though."

Mammon gave a small smile.

"Nothin' ever gets past him. Bro smelled a rat clear as day and so he came lookin' for me." He sniffled. "No one ever bothered but him. He ended up hearin' me cryin' from behind the door before he unlocked the magick seal from the door and released me. I was all jumpy n' flinched back from him n' the light 'cause I thought it was Mikey comin' to get me for crying. But it was Lucifer...thank the devil and all that for it 'cause it changed everything...I threw myself in his arms before he carried me outta there...and he never made me go back. From there on...he was the only person who made me feel safe. Hell, I later joined his freaking war just so I could stay close to 'im."

He let his gaze rise back up to Barb's.

"So...you gotta see that despite all of his own issues, he's still the same guy who saved me back then. Lucifer...he's still the same brother tryin' to do good for me, as always."

Talking about all of this brought a bad realization to this man's mind though.

Mammon...he didn't hide away in his room just because he was avoiding his brothers; he hid away and refused food because...because that was what he was taught that he deserved when he 'did something bad'.

"Birdie..." Barb laid both gloved hands on the sides of his boyfriend's head before leaning in to kiss the tears from his face; Mammon didn't even realize he was crying till then.

And so...the truth of the matter is that Mammon did that to himself because that bastard Michael taught him that so long ago. In a way...ol' Mikey still had his claws in the young man and Mammon hated it.

This was...a lot for the other man to learn. It seems that the bulk of his little bird's problems...well, they came from a much deeper trauma than anything his current brothers say or do to him.

Lucifer especially wasn't the cause of Mammon's issues; he's reason Mammon lived this long. Still, the older brother did aggravate the issues at times that the second brother developed from the trauma.

Barbatos was...unsure how to feel about the Avatar of Pride now. The only thing he felt sure of was that...

He was grateful Lucifer was there that day to save Mammon from Michael.

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Repressed Love: A DiaLuci Love Story

Chapter 34

Tag list: @astroseuss @zarakem @brielle043 @missloserqueen

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Barbatos helped Satan to his room before taking Dia to her office to see Lucifer, upon her request.

Neither knocked; Barb opened the door for the princess to rushed inside.

"Luce!"

The man pushed himself up from his chair and darted for his fiancée, who was panicking and covered in blood.

"What happened? Are you alright??" He had both hands on the woman's shoulders as she cried.

"I-I was with Satan and he apologized but then his back and t-then all of the blood and--"

He pulled the princess into his embrace.

"Just breathe, love; it's alright."

He wasn't going to get anything concrete while she was panicking.

"From what I've been able to gather," Barb stepped forward towards the couple. "Is that young master Satan had a conversation with her only to result in wings breaking from his back and scaring our lady."

"Is he alright??" This father was scared as hell. What was happening as he worked?

Honestly, the man was internally cursing himself for not being there when his son and fiancée needed him.

"T-There...was so much blood." Dia said softly in his arms. "But... Barbatos healed him so he stopped bleeding.

"I need too--" The man was about to break away when he looked down and saw the pregnant woman's arms. They were turning black, darker than charcoal. "What happened??"

He was very gentle when he raised her arms, but the woman still winced. Barb's eyes went wide before he rushed out the door for something to heal her.

"I...when Satan was in pain, he dug his nails in me." She explained. "B-But he didn't mean to hurt me! It's okay--"

"Diavolo, that is Magick Rot." He scolded her. "We both know that this most certainly is not okay."

Barbatos rushed in with the salve and bandages.

Luce sat his fiancée on the couch by the fireplace while Barb began to tend to her arms.

"It wasn't Rotting before, I swear."

"You still should have let Barbatos tend to you sooner."

The Avatar of Pride didn't mean to be so harsh with the woman, but still caused a fresh wave of tears to fall down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Devil, this woman was breaking his heart. All he wanted was to pull her close, but the butler was still working on her arms so the pride demon did not have much access to her.

As much as it hurt to see her upset, both men had the right to be upset right now. Magick Rot, also known as Mana Rot or the Soul Infection, was not something to play around with.

It's one of the oldest sicknesses ever recorded, starting late in the Primordial Era during the war between the Celestial and Abyssal realm, long before the Devildom existed.

Back then, it was a slow, painful death with no cure. Now, thanks to the advancements in alchemical science, it was no longer a death sentence but timing was key.

The fact that this even occurred showed that something dangerously wrong has occured in his son, all the more reason this father needed to see him.

Lucifer kissed her forehead and had her lay her head on his shoulder till Barbatos was done tending to her wounds.

"I'm sorry..." The pride demon pulled his fiancée into his arms, being incredibly careful with her own. "I just don't want anything to happen to you; I cannot lose you..."

The woman only nodded into his arms.

Lucifer held her for awhile, wanting to comfort her as much as possible from his hurtful tone and the traumatic event she had just come from.

However, as much as she needed him, so did Satan.

The pride demon pulled away reluctantly before giving her a sweet kiss.

"I have to go check on my son." He told her. "Can you wait for me here?"

The woman nodded before giving her one last kiss and leaving the room.

Diavolo could feel the other man's eyes on her.

"You're upset with me too, aren't you?" She asked softly.

Barb said nothing. He was eerily quiet as he took Lucifer's prior seat and used a gloved hand under her chin to raise her gaze to his.

"I have served you for many years and I have always trusted you to be honest with me." He said, voice uncomfortably controlled. "Why would you lie to me when I specifically asked if you were alright?"

"I was worried for Satan--"

"I could have helped you both."

"I'm sorry..."

He raised his hand to her cheek.

"I just want you to be honest with me for now on, my lady. Can you do that for me?"

The princess nodded, causing her brother-figure to give her a soft smile in relief.

"Good." He stroked her hair, calming the woman's stressed heart.

Meanwhile, the father was rushing to his son's room.

Without knocking, the man opened his son's door

Just to find Satan hysterically crying and ripping the feathers off of his bleeding wings.

"Satan!"

The father bound towards his son and grabbed his wrists to stop the self-mutilation.

"Don't look at me!"

The blonde used his new wings to knock his father back and hide his body.

"Satan...it's okay." Luce spoke as calmly as he could to the scared young man. "Just breathe; I'm here."

"No..." The former demon seemingly choked on the word. "Don't. Not like this..."

The father gently brushed past his son's winged enclosure, finding the blonde sitting on his bed with his knees to his chest

Shaking.

The man pulled his son into his arms.

"I don't want them...I don't want to be what you hate..."

"Satan..." The father stroked the side of his son's head. "You're my son...I love you more than my own life. Your...new form, it changes nothing."

"I still want them gone." The blonde tried smacking his own head with his first, but Lucifer took his hand in his to stop him, causing the new angel to raise his head to reveal his tearful eyes, which changed from his usual green to more of a blue-green. "I-I don't...I don't want to remind you of that place. Of Him."

"We'll figure this out." Luce promised. "We'll try to change you back; just please don't hurt yourself."

The blonde stared into space, his shaking slowly settling down.

"I hurt her..." He said softly. "I came to apologize to her so I could die and you didn't have to suffer because of me anymore...but then she made me want to live and the pain started and I hurt her..."

Satan tried hiding his nails from his father, which still carried dried blood from stabbing into Dia's arms

But Lucifer still saw them and pulled his son's hands back into his own.

"That's not your fault; none of this is your fault."

His son leaned forward and laid his head on his dad's shoulders.

"Am I...am I still me?" He whispered.

Lucifer stroked his son's messy hair.

"Always." He answered. "You are Satan, my son, the boy with a fascination for all things around him and a great love for his sister. These wings...they don't change that; they don't change you."

"Will...will Audri be alright, seeing me like this?"

"You are still her Tay Tay; her big brother." He gave his son a small smile. "She'll love you no matter what."

From there, the father hugged his son a while longer before healing his wing; the newly made angel still had a pretty big bald spot on his wing and the skin there was still red, but the bleeding had stopped.

Lucifer...he had no clue was happening to his son. According to the king, Satan was supposed to die because of his condition but this--this wasn't something anyone was prepared for, least of all Satan.

This situation only brought to mind an element from the last diary passage of her mother's that Dia read.

Lucifer had no plan, but he also had no other options; he has to contact his Father and aquire whatever information that egotistical sociopath has so he can help his son.

My devil, please give him the strength for this conversation.