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Imagine (Beelzebub)

In which you can feel the pain of your soulmate. You can’t figure out whether your soulmate is just accident prone or has an intense workout regime. But then something happens to your soulmate and you can’t put off meeting them any longer.

(Imagine below the cut)

When you wake up sore every morning since your soulmark activated, you became grumpy.

Sure you were happy to know that you had a soulmate that was fit, but couldn’t they tone it down a notch?

In retaliation, you started working out too, and made sure to go a little overboard to give them a taste of their own medicine.

You  noticed that your soulmate seemed to go a little easier, and you wanted to cry in relief.

But then one day you feel like someone stabbed you in the stomach, and you keeled over in the middle of the street, leaving concerned bystanders to try and help you into a more comfortable position.

You ended up dialing your friends number to get him to come get you.

That one old lady was shooketh when a swirling portal appeared in front of you and a white haired man stepped through to pick you up and carry you to god knows where.

Hell, you were vaguely confused when it happened, but at the moment you were in too much pain to care that your best friend was apparently magical.

When Solomon brought you to the bedside of a ginger man surrounded by six other men, you just about died in embarrassment.

“Who the hell is that and why did you bring them?”

Solomon said nothing, and instead laid you next to the ginger man, who was unconscious at the time.

“Solomon what the hell is going on?”

You were embarrassed, and the fact that he was laying you in a bed next to a man you didn’t know wasn’t helping.

But then he forcefully moved your hand to touch the bare skin of the ginger and the pain melted away.

You knew exactly what this meant, but right then you were thinking less about the fact that Solomon found your soulmate, and more about the fact that the man was taking away your pain.

He too seemed to relax a little, and to the surprise of the other six boys, he pulled you into his embrace.

Affection Headcannons (Beelzebub)

Fandom: Obey Me

Part: 6/7

General

Beelzebub is always so afraid of hurting you because he’s so big.

Compared to his brothers, he’s more used to physical affection due to all of his time spent with Belphegor.

Beel is also the most open when it comes to attention, and will flat out ask for hugs or kisses whenever he wants them.

Hands

Beels hands absolutely dwarf yours.

When you hold his hand yours is just completely engulfed in his and he finds it adorable.

The man just has big hands.

If he’s not holding food when out in public, you can bet he’s holding your hand.

Beelzebub's hands are always pleasantly warm.

Play with his fingers while cuddling and he’ll just give you the softest smile as he thinks about how happy he is to have you.

Kisses

Not gonna lie, he gets distracted easily.

If Beel is kissing your neck, he’ll add a little nibble here and there because you just smell so good and he got hungry for a moment.

Don’t worry though, he won’t break skin.

He loves kissing your stomach where his pact mark is, and your neck is his second favorite place to kiss.

If you want a kiss on the lips, you’ll either have to pull his head down to your height or he’ll pick you up.

Hugs

To hug Beelzebub is to hug a giant teddy bear.

You just flat out disappear from view as he wraps his arms around you.

He’s always so warm and when he holds you against him and presses a quick kiss to the top of your head?

Boom. Instant blush.

He gets flustered about those innocent kisses too, you just can’t see the faint blush on his face because you’re too busy trying not to fall asleep in his warm embrace.

Cuddles

Cuddling with Beel is like cuddling with a giant pillow.

Although he’s mostly firm muscle, if you lay on his chest then it gets pretty comfy.

Beelzebub is afraid of accidentally hurting you, so he’ll insist that you’re always on top of him when cuddling or the little spoon.

He loves when you trace little patterns on any of his exposed skin while you cuddle.

The two of you fit together like puzzle pieces and he loves it.

Asmo is always squealing about how cute this is whenever you fall asleep on Beel on the living room couch during movie night.

Hello! Sorry to bother you, but I saw you were wanting OB requests, so I'd thought I would submit one 🙂

Angst/Comfort with Lucifer and Beel? (Seperate pls/and romantically). MC is feeling extremely down, her mental health has declined and she just feels empty and disconnected and she doesn't understand why? And she doesn't think anyone will understand so she goes and confesses to them about it?

I apologize if it's to much, thank you 🩷

Of course! And no worries at all, I may not answer requests immediately but I'll try! So, send in a request if you have any!

This is based in the original timeline!

Warnings ;; Bad mental health, comfort from both Lucifer and Beelzebub, (kind of) stress eating in Beelzebub's part, and (technically) alcohol in Lucifer's part, proceed with caution.

Relationship ;; Romantic

Type ;; Headcanons

Lucifer ;; The Prideful Eldest

Seeing you hurt, hurt Lucifer in response.

Lucifer clearly loved you dearly, even if he may have been a little too strict at times, he did love you.

Lucifer's immediate response to your confession was a frown, said frown being replaced with a gentle and comforting smile in the end.

"I'm deeply sorry you're going through such a time, my dear. I love you, dearly. Would you like a glass of Demonus?"

The fallen angel would ask, his voice soft as he gently looked at you.

If you said yes, he'd grab his best and oldest bottle of Demonus, pouring both of you a glass.

He'd slide you the glass, silently sitting next to you in front of the fire in his private study, that hid in the House of Lamentation's library.

He would never pressure you into speaking your mind, he'd only ask that you spoke the truth when you did so.

Beelzebub ;; The Famished Sixth-Born

Beelzebub felt his heart clench inside of his chest at your confession.

He pulled his head out of the refrigerator, looking over at you with a frown.

He stood up straight, holding his left wrist to his chest with his right hand.

His silence filled the room after your heartfelt confession.

After many a moment of silence, he handed you a plate of sweet confectionaries.

"I.. may not know what you're going through exactly, but.. I can always offer you some sweets? They always help me when I feel guilty for Lilith's passing. After all, you're the one who helped me realize that it wasn't my fault. I love you for that, so much."

Beelzebub responded, taking a confection off of the plate and taking a bite.

He continued to hold the plate out to you, waiting for you to take one.

Even if you said no, he'd find something else for you to eat.

Food always helped him, so he'll try to help you with the same thing.

List of Chapters for my fanfiction named;

The premium version of human is here to wreak house, mfs.

Prologue (Shit's about to go down.)

(Pls reblog, it gives motivation :3)

(P.s If there's anything wrong with the links, pls tell me)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Tyrannical blood rose (Aka. Catan's anger issues mixed with Luke's height, and amplified by Luci's legendary stick up the ass.)

Chp. 1.1 (Yet to be available)

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Sunset Revolution (Aka. Belphie but with less yanda-yandar-eyi and more turning people into sanda-sandy-eyi.)

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Fishy practices (Aka. Solomon but somehow shadier due to the lack of fucks given towards the betterment of humanity. Feat. Barbatos' clone + his chaotic lookalike.)

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One man coup d'etat (Aka. It's snek boi time with illegal imprisonment in what is equivalent to a boot camp sprinkled in for some flavor.)

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The envy of the fairest (Aka. Asmodeus but with less manwhore tendencies.)

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Be my Persephone (Aka. Why is no one in this goddamn school normal?!)

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Coming soon! (Still thinking of titles)

GN Reader x Beezlebub SMUT

Gender Neutral reader x Beezlebub Smut

Content Warning: praise kink, food play, biting, finger sucking, internal creampie

Summary: You start making lunch with Beel only to find him hungry for something else. Second point of view.

AN: This is the first fanfiction I’ve done since middle school and I did it as a valentine’s day gift for my friend so a lot of work has been put into it and I made it with love <3. Don’t mind the inconsistencies if there are any, I didn’t edit it when I transferred it from the notes app in my phone. I’ll be posting more soon :) Smut under the cut!

It was a cloudy day in the Devildom. The already dark realm was left in a gloomy state that even the demons felt. Beel texted you early that day before any of his brothers asking you to meet him in the kitchen. Thinking this was going to be another snack break you shrugged and left the comfort of laying in your bed bored. 

 When you walked in you were surprised to see Beel in an apron setting out ingredients for lunch. He had chicken already defrosted and an abundance of other ingredients not excluding vegetables. He looked over at you with a content smile setting down the last of the spices from the cupboard. 

 "I thought we could make lunch together." Beel said, resting his hand over his stomach when it growled lightly. He was glancing over at the ingredients tempted to just take a nibble with creased brows and a small pout. 

 "Sure." you smiled to yourself at his attempt of self control and found a similar apron folded on the counter. Grabbing it you tied it around your waist looking at the small embroidered bee at the front matching the style of the small bear on Beel's apron front. 

 "Great! There was recipe I was wanting to try." Beel looked through a human world recipe book, no doubt one he borrowed from Satan. His finger was nearly the length of the spine of the book. It looked way too inviting for it being so early in the day, but you've done worse things in the morning than gawk at a finger. 

 You had to remind yourself to actually look at the recipe and not just at Beel's hands. It was a honey garlic chicken recipe, which seemed easy enough. The vegetables, you guessed, were for a side salad and potatoes. He had a lot of food planned, he must have wanted to keep you for a while or he was prepared for if he ate some by accident.

 The lord of Gluttony was already hungry after just finishing breakfast and knowing this you wanted to work fast. You had just put the chicken in the pan when you turned to Beel drooling. His gaze transfixed on you working at the stove before he glanced back at the vegetables he chopped for the salad. It looked like he took a bite out of one of the heads of lettuce before you turned.

 "Beel, are you okay?" you asked when he didn't look away. He simply nodded, not trusting his voice at the moment. You side eyed him in suspicion but turned back to the stove to finish seasoning the chicken.

 He walked slowly over to you, as if his sudden movement would frighten you away. His arms encase your waist as you felt his chin rest itself on the top of your head. His touch held a hesitation you weren't used to but he was always so warm. 

"Can we take a break?" his voice was a slow rasp as he reached over the stove and turned down the temperature. His hand grabbed your's making it sticky from the honey you used in the chicken. You cringed at the feeling.

 Beel brought your hand up to his mouth, licking up the honey he smeared on you. His mouth was warm and tongue barely fit between your fingers. When he pulled back Beel couldn't help but lick his lips when he looked down at you.

 "I want you." he stated breathlessly "You just look so delicious I can't help myself." he leaned in just in front of your lips, glancing at them with half lidded eyes but allowing you to close the distance between you.

As soon as you pressed your lips against his Beel grabbed your waist squeezing your sides gingerly. The kiss slowly got more passionate when he turned you around to press you against the kitchen table. His lips started to devour your's and his hands wondered up your sides hooking under your armpits to lift you onto the counter. 

His hands grasped at your thighs eliciting a hum of approval from you. He licked at your bottom lip hoping to gain entry. When you opened your mouth his tongue filled you entirely. There was hardly a crevice he didn't explore. Once he had his fill he ventured down your neck biting and sucking on the skin just to get a taste of you. He untied your apron and let it fall to the floor. His hands played with the edge of your shirt before pulling it above your head and discarding it nearby. 

 The sudden chill made you shiver but was quickly replaced with Beel's warm body surrounding you. His hand left your sides to gently play with your nipples. Gasping for air at the sudden stimulation your hand raked through his hair scratching lightly at his scalp. He let out a sigh and traveled downwards to nip at your chest.

 "You're doing amazing." he hummed before rubbing at your shorts. He pulled them down in one swift motion before rubbing at your underwear. He teased your hole lightly, encircling it with his finger until it twitched from anticipation. His other hand traveled up to cup your face forcing you to keep looking at him when he pulled down your underwear.

He glanced down at your eager sex before rubbing at your sensitive tip. Beel's grip on your jaw tighted forcing you in place at the same time his ministrations sped up.

You gasped and arched your back but your head remained in Beel's grip. He groaned watching your hole pucker. He wanted to ram into you until you both collapsed but knew he couldn't now. He was working you up as fast as he could to avoid any of his brothers walking in and seeing you like this. 

 "You look so good like this- taking it so well" he husked into your ear. The tent in his pants rubbed against your thigh as he went faster, your gasps egging him on. A particularly hard twitch overtook you as you felt tension build in your stomach. He pressed harder onto your sex with furrowed brows. He wanted you to cum so bad. He needed you to come at least once before he can really fuck you.

You croaked out a moan and pressed your forehead to Beel's when you finally released. Your hole clenched on nothing but you were satisfied to just keep Beel close. He planned on making it up to you regardless.

He let you ride out your orgasm and catch your breath before finally taking his apron off. He let his pants fall just enough for his cock to spring out. Beel teased your hole with the tip of his dick. It was already red and leaking precum from just watching you.

He entered slowly, giving you time to get used to his length but he was heavy and even the agonizing pace he set was too much. A groan left Beel when he felt you twitch on him.

"You feel so good. I could never get enough." he mumbled looking into your eyes. He lifted his hand from the table and brought it to your mouth, using his thumb to trace your bottom lips gently. He bottomed out with a moan, shaking to restrain himself from thrusting without giving you time to get used to his size. You were so full he was already hitting your most sensitive parts. 

Grinding your hip on him, you let him know you were ready for him to start moving. He groaned and thrusted by reflex, earning a whimper from you. Beel started again, going slow but deep, pinning you onto the table with his body, his chest pressed against yours. You were so sensitive for him, sighing and gasping each time he thrusted deeper.

Beel picked up his pace, his hips met you with vigor causing you to grasp onto his shoulders. You couldn't find purchase from how hard he was thrusting and often your hands slid down to his chest letting you grab at them and rub along his nipples. He groaned into you ear and moved his thumb from your jaw to press into your lips. He needed to feel you more. 

You suckled at the honey and sweat that mixed on his hands. His thumb pressed your tongue down as he increased his speed once again. You could feel the air being knocked out of your lungs from each thrust. 

"You're doing so good. So good for me. So good." he mumbled, his voicing rasping to a croak when he felt you twitch around him. Tension built up in your gut. Beel could feel it too, he felt you tighten around him. He bit down on your shoulder not wanting to be too loud but he felt so good. He kissed the indents from his teeth before doing the same to the other side.

His hips started sputtering. You twitched at even the slightest movement, you were so close. At a sudden deep thrust, your vision went white, you clenched down, soaking Beel's shirt. He came with a muffled grunt, still biting down on your shoulder. He thrusted as deep as he could when he finally released his cum into you. His warmth filled you. 

 He released his mouth from your shoulder with a gentle kiss. You looked down at him with his thumb still hooked between your teeth. Beel smiled up at you with a chuckle. He wrapped both arms around your waist gingerly, hugging you and nuzzling his face into your neck.

When he finally pulled out and tucked himself into his pants, his cum dribbled onto the table and you sighed only just remembering where you were and how much your back hurts from being railed on such a hard surface. Your hips were so sore you wondered if you'll be able to even stand let alone finish lunch. 

"Was I too rough?" Beel asked worriedly. His unintentional puppy dog eyes made it hard to respond truthfully but you knew as soon as you got down he would be able to tell.

"Don't worry, I liked it. My legs just hurt. Can you get my clothes?" You smiled, causing him to nod. He grabbed your clothes and helped you put them on. 

"I'll finish lunch. You can just sit at the table and I'll carry you to bed when we're done eating." Beel kissed your temple, lifted you up gently by the thighs, and set you onto a kitchen chair. He picked up his apron from the floor and went back to cooking.

@libsterish

Hello! I accidentally posted the work before finishing it so I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you for the compliment and I will do the best I can with this ask. I'd like to give a warning that I don't process emotions in a normal way so I usually 'mirror' or basically mimic other people. I'll try my best and if it seems a little off please let me know.

Though I do like this idea a lot so I'll be doing all 7 of the brothers also because I know someone is going to request all of them for this anyways. If anyone would like a part two with the dateables please let me know.

Did read over it for errors, my punctuation isn't the best though. If you see any errors please let me know.

Lucifer

He never usually intends to hurt anyone with his words or actions it usually just kind of happens. Once he gets going it's hard for him to stop.

Apologizing or admitting he's wrong does not happen often at all.

He'll show you that he's sorry by taking some of your chores, helping you with some school work, buying you an item he knows you've been looking for.

If you start crying he tones down his rant to a whisper quickly makes his point and then just kind of sits there in his chair awkwardly.

After a little while of silence while you are trying to control your sniffles and small sobs. He eventually stands up and holds his arms out for a hug.

He won't and kind of can't outright say sorry so this is the best he can do.

"I'll try my best to not be as harsh, I failed to take your feelings and stress about being here in the first place into consideration."

Now if he were to accidentally scare you somehow you would most probably be met with a laugh he attempts to hide with a cough.

"i-its not funny Lucifer!" You shouted after he had suddenly come around the corner you bumping into him.

"I know, I know I didn't mean to scare you." He said while a corner of his mouth was lifted up in amusement. "Come here it's alright nothing is going to hurt you right now." Pulling you into his arms he wrapped his jacket around you rocking you side to side. "Though I must say you look adorable while frightened."

You squeaked burying your face into the fabric of his shirt squeezing your arms tighter around his waist. "Shut up I am not-" you grumbled lightly shoving at him.

From then on you "accidentally" get startled by him way more often than before that altercation.

Whenever you are particularly blunt or snappy it takes him a second to process it, usually no one would dare say such things to him. "Oh is that so now, MC?" he would say in a sterner tone.

When your eyes started tearing up and you started muttering out apologies he...was confused and didn't know what to do.

Mammon

Mammon's better at hiding most of his emotions behind cockiness.

Whenever one of the brothers tries to intentionally scare you he's all over it, he'll start telling them off immediately. Lucifer was impressed when Mammon held his own against him.

That was until he caught Mammon trying to scare you himself so he scared Mammon as he was scaring you. "Heh, two pointer." He smirked before walking off.

You and Mammon stood there for a bit holding each other.

Both still standing there watching Lucifer walk off you whipped your head towards the avatar. "Wait were you trying to scare me!?"

He jumped back now realizing how close he was to you. "W-what! Of course not! Lucifer just tried to get me you saw! Of course I wasn't actually scared though I just didn't want ya to feel left out is all." He grumbled crossing his arms in front of himself.

When you cry he starts freaking out most of the time.

He'll sit with you and wait for you to calm down before asking you questions.

He had to ask his brothers what to do if you started really freaking out.

If he sells something of yours and you start sobbing over it he'll do his best to try and get it back.

If he can't get the item back he'll put it off as long as he can, but he'll end up asking Lucifer for help eventually.

He absolutely loves to try and embarrass you. Though most of the time he gets embarrassed himself and can accidentally end up hurting your feelings due to his personality type.

All in all he doesn't mean to hurt you and will profusely apologize by giving you small gifts or doing his best to not do it again.

Leviathan

You two must be cut from the same cloth at this rate.

You cry? He cries. You get embarrassed? He gets embarrassed. You get scared? He's right there with you.

You two actually end up accidentally scaring each other quite frequently.

He'll be coming around the corner not paying attention or something akin to that. Playing his game and bump right into you.

"M-MC!? I'm so sorry please forgive me I-I wasn't watching where I was going!" Pink tints the tips of his ears as he dips his head down in a apology.

"I-It's alright Levi you just startled me is all! I wasn't watching where I was going either!" You attempt to step past him but he tried going that way as well.

For the next three minutes you both were like that trying to step around the other too nervous to tell the other what to do.

Gently Levi grabbed both of your shoulders and spun you both around. "Wait I'm sorry I didn't ask I forgot! B-but we are both in the direction we need to go in now..." Trailing off he pulled his game back up to check his progress. "Would you like to come game with me if you aren't busy? O-or we could watch something?" Looking anywhere but at you he awaited your answer.

"I'd be happy to! Let's go!" You grabbed his hand leading him back towards his room. Realizing a few moments later that you had grabbed his hand...meaning you initiated hand holding. You looked back at him just to see him hiding his face behind his unoccupied hand.

Most of the brothers leave the room when you both are around each other and are embarrassed. You both stutter too much in their opinion.

Only ones who don't really get irritated are Beel and Belphie usually just falls asleep anyways.

Levi does love you, he could never say it but he does.

I feel like the only way he would say it at first is in Japanese and very rushed.

He did say it in Japanese once but he made the mistake of saying it around one of the brothers and they told you what it meant on the spot.

"Why'd you have to go and tell them what that means!?" He proceeded to yell his face aflame with red.

Your eyes widened and your face started to match Levi's as well.

If you start seriously crying over anything or have a panic attack he also starts panicking. He'll take a couple of breaths and ask you what you need and wait until you give him an answer.

He'll be shaky but he'll do anything in his power to help you.

Satan

At first he thinks you are like Asmo and you are being theatrical.

Once he realizes that you aren't he feels a little bad.

He'll stop spooking you like he used to or as much as he can.

It can't be helped they are all demons, it's going to happen eventually.

Tries his absolute best to keep his temper and irritation in check when around you.

He appreciates your bluntness in various situations. He also likes it when your personality ticks off Lucifer.

He'll step in and start an argument with Lucifer if his dear older brother decides to offend you in any way.

If you start crying from the fighting he'll cut the conversation short and gently steer you towards his room or the library.

Sometimes he doesn't understand how you can be so open and trusting, he'll lightly scold you for being so naive with demons.

"I just don't understand why you tell us certain things about yourself! I mean aren't you scared at all one of us could use that against you!" He scolded not particularly mad at you just confused.

You looked away from him a sheepish expression on your face. "I'm sorry, I know I'm too trustworthy I've been told that a lot." Taking a shakey breath you continued. "But I love you guys and I know you love me so I have hope you won't hurt me intentionally."

He looked at you tilting his head taking your words into consideration. Letting out a scoff he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Well as glad as I am that you trust me so much, just be careful. Yeah?" Lowering his hand from his face he rested it on your cheek wiping away any tears that may have formed.

He doesn't think any less of you for your rampant emotions. He just feels you should take into consideration how much you let off.

He'll help you with that if you want. Offering himself as an example, giving you books, or just letting you talk and cry to him.

Won't hesitate to put someone in their place for hurting you.

Asmodeus

He doesn't mind it too much at all, he hangs around with a lot of different groups and people not much gets to him anymore.

Though when you get spooked or start blushing like crazy he'll definitely be relentless with his teasing.

He also is one who appreciates the bluntness to an extent of course, he still appreciates it nonetheless.

Will flirt with you as much as he can because he just loves seeing your face all heated! Will also get a bit handsy if you don't outright tell him you don't like being touched.

Though if you manage to tease him back in some way he'll be ecstatic by the return in energy.

If he gets scared at the same time as you he'll let out a sharp shriek and cling to you as you do the same to him.

He'll try and play it off like he was shielding you from the scary party, usually he ends up agreeing he was also startled.

He can be a little rude or critical sometimes. He doesn't mean to a lot of the time he just thinks people should know if they look bad or are in general just wrong.

If he were to accidentally offend you in any way to where you were brought to tears, he'd attempt to fix the situation.

"Oh jeez did that hurt your feelings? Well I am sorry but I do still think that outfit isn't entirely a good idea." He ponders for a second before squishing your cheeks. "Tell you what! We'll take that outfit and coordinate it a little better and then post pictures! Fashion advice from The Asmodeus is a very rare thing to receive my darling!"

You sniffled but rolled your eyes realizing that he just meant well and wasn't trying to hurt you intentionally. "Alright but you're doing all the work because you hurt my feelings!" You huffed standing from where you were seated on his bed.

He winked at you before speaking. "Does that mean I get to undress you as well?~"

You could practically feel the shade of pink that was spreading on your cheeks. "N-NO!" you shouted. "Now sh-shut up and do what you said you were going to do!"

He meant well he really did, he swears upon his own life. Well kind of his life is precious after all~ ;)

All in all he doesn't mind the high emotions very much. If you were to start spiraling he wouldn't be very good at comforting you but he will pamper the hell out of you.

Beelzebub

He doesn't mind all that much.

Seeing all the emotions that all of his brothers have and the fact that they sometimes come to him talk because he'll just listen. He's kind of used to it by now.

If you start crying or are generally upset he'll offer you a snack if he didn't eat it first.

And if you want to talk he'll let you do that too, sometimes he actually has some pretty good advice or solutions as well.

Out of all of the brothers I think he has the best hugs and the most comforting embrace.

He's calm down Satan from fits the rage, Levi from panic attacks, Mammon from anxiety, and so on and so forth.

To say the least he'd be pretty decent at calming someone down.

You had just finished being lectured by Lucifer and we're making your way back to your room. Shakey and tears starting to well up in your eyes you made it to your room sliding down to the floor beside the door. You weren't scared of Lucifer in those moments you simply didn't take well to being scolded, as if you were in your head about how worthless you are.

However on your way to your room you had failed to notice that you had passed by the Avatar of Gluttony himself. You didn't notice him but he definitely noticed you and how distraught you looked. He came to the door that led to your room and gently opened it up. "Hey MC, do you want to talk about it?"

You looked up from him where your head was resting on your knees. Shaking your head you held your hands out to him, silently asking for help up.

He leaned down instead picking you up fully, not reacting to your squeak of surprise much other than a small chuckle. "It's okay to feel bad sometimes, but it's better to not be alone." He said laying you down on your bed joining you soon after himself. Opening his arms he offered himself as an open invitation.

You buried your face in his chest wrapping your arms around his waist tightly. "Thank you Beel I appreciate this, I love you." You mumbled your sniffles starting to subside.

He hummed in acknowledgment putting one of his arms under his head and the other around you. "I love you too MC and I'll always be here when you need me."

In other words he handles it the best out of everyone.

The others might snap on you for your personality sometimes, but he won't. I really can't see him being bothered by how anyone acts. Unless it becomes a big problem to his brothers or disturbs his food times.

Like I know they're demons but this is Beel.

Belphegor

Just like Beel he could honestly care less, but he is a lot more of a brat than Beel.

If he can use your personality to irritate Lucifer in any way possible, he'll do it.

He likes making you jump from time to time.

He doesn't like to remind you of what he did though. Deep down he still feels guilty about that And he's a little irritated everyone just kind of threw it under the rug and forgot about it.

If you start freaking out about anything he'll sit with you and let you talk. He'll lay against you or lay his head in your lap, letting you play with his hair so you have something to focus on.

Don't blame him if he ends up falling asleep though.

Seriously come on he's the Avatar of sloth.

He notices all his brothers have a soft spot for you so he used that to his advantage.

He watched Mammon storm towards him yelling about missing bedding in his room. "MC said they were cold and they liked your stuff because it smells like you." Now that was a lie that they had asked for the stuff, other part easy true though so the lie cancels out in his opinion.

Mammon stopped in his tracks a bashful expression coming across his face. "O-oh really? Of course they'd want my stuff the most! Yeah that's fine just tell them to make sure I get it back soon or I'm stealing theirs!"

He snickered watching Mammon walk off settling back down on the couch. Laying on his back he looked up just to be met with your face. Jumping back up he shouted, "Hey give a man a warning before doing that!" Before laying right back down.

You rolled your eyes plopping down right near him. "oh yeah? What was that all about? Putting the blame on me?"

He shrugged pulling a blanket off the side of the couch on top of him tucking it in under his chin. "What can I say they like you and it makes my life easier."

You looked at him incredulously. "So you don't have a soft spot for me? Is all I am just a justifiable excuse for you to use?" You scoffed standing up to walk past him.

You felt a snatch on your sleeve before an arm wrapped around your waist pulling you down. "Now I never said that." He pulled the blanket over top of you as well tucking his head in the crook of your neck. "You're really important to me too...or whatever. You know what I mean!"

He's an ass but yes he does love you as well.

Chokes him up sometimes if you know what I'm saying.

He lets you steal his pillow for a couple of hours on very rare occasions. Other than that he'll give you one of his regular pillows, blankets, or articles of his upper wear.

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Anyways apologies that took so long to get out, moving has been a pain.