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If he has a cute voice I mean~

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*Gasping he put his hands on his hips.*

Oh THAT'S WHY you've been looking so fabulous lately.~ your fur has been looking so good. Wait... Maybe we can start a series on Devilgram~ " In Cooperation- bratty frat styles"

Wait a minute! Are you- !? WAS IT YOU WHO ATE MY SUPER FANCY AND EXPENSIVE STRAWBERRY SOAP LOTION?

Standing in the middle of his room, in a stare off with the rat Asmodeus put his hands on his hips before pointing at the little rat and gasping unaware that it was once again Beel who had eaten the lotion once more.

Squeak?! Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak! Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak Squeak, Squeak...

(Translation: Me?! I never touched any lotion! Your other makeup pallets, though...)

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*Jerking around he gasped holding a small figurine in his hands clenching it firmly as he stood there eyes widened. Eyes flicking once to the side he slowly relaxed.*

I thought I'd check if you were swimming like a little fish ~, water snake.

*Realising he was still holding the gift he had brought a bit too firmly as a small crack filled the silence he looked down.*

Uh... Here! Ruri -chan

*With gentle skips down the hallway the small bells on his anklet chimed as he approached the room. The lights glowing underneath the shut door, beating almost in the rhythm of a heartbeat in a soft blue hue. Tilting his head Asmodeus tried to listen to check if someone was in the room. Cracking the door open he saw no one quite yet, the tub empty and no one moping around he slipped almost like a snake into the room tiptoeing over the magazines and wrappers towards the large tank wall.*

*Leviathan suddenly stood behind Asmodeus.* What are you doing. *He asked, his voice extremely wary of whatever Asmodeus was doing.*

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Got to look at these pretty eyes, and nose, and lips... Ah my cheeks!

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Stomping the small bells on his anklet chimed again, a start contrast to his mood and temper that even as a Lust demon he could build quite some up. The soft jingles and seeing Lucifer calmer he inhaled deeply before letting out a slow breath.

Fine.. I will sort out what I can but... if I need help I WILL come and ask you for help and if you don't come then I will carry everything into your office and dump it there..

Asmodeus mumbled the last words almost a whisper as if he was searching a bit more time with the eldest. He always hated how much he worked and how little time he had to spend with everyone. Everyone had their own way to get attention and his was to be a brat.

Skipping around the corner the small bells of his anklet chimed throughout, filling the air with the soft jingling sound as he approached the eldest.

Say, LUUUUUUUUUUUUUCifer ~

I heard you left me a letter so I went to get it and my sweet self obviously had to read it and... well. PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME SORT OUT MY CLOTHES I NEED ALL OF THEM !!! I can not choose which to keep and which to donate !

"Asmo, some of those clothes don't even fit anymore! You have to at least donate some of them. And if you don't do by next week I will HELP you do it, and you don't want to know the way I'm going to do that."

Lucifer said, his voice dripping with anger but a small bit of understanding. He's willing to help, just not in the nicest way

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*Puffing his cheeks I furrowed his brows adding a little stomp into the mix for a bit of flair. He knew how strict Lucifer could be, the last time having resulted in tears that were only met with the usual stern look of Lucifer.*

Fine ! Then... Then... I'll sort one thing out..

*Asmodeus replied with a little twitch in the corner of his lips thinking he was outsmarting the eldest.*

Skipping around the corner the small bells of his anklet chimed throughout, filling the air with the soft jingling sound as he approached the eldest.

Say, LUUUUUUUUUUUUUCifer ~

I heard you left me a letter so I went to get it and my sweet self obviously had to read it and... well. PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME SORT OUT MY CLOTHES I NEED ALL OF THEM !!! I can not choose which to keep and which to donate !

"Asmo, some of those clothes don't even fit anymore! You have to at least donate some of them. And if you don't do by next week I will HELP you do it, and you don't want to know the way I'm going to do that."

Lucifer said, his voice dripping with anger but a small bit of understanding. He's willing to help, just not in the nicest way

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asmo doodle, ive been playing obey me during my breaks working on my project and i love them 💔 once its all over ill finish apollo justice ace attorney and make another animatic i had so much fun with the other one i made

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First day in the human realm.

Petals fell like snowflakes, swirling gently to the ground as the sound of heels clicked through the air—steady, slow, as if he had all the time in the world. He did, after all. Time worked differently for a fallen angel like him, and in the blink of an eye, the human realm had changed again, new season, new place, and new faces.

His brethren had agreed for a small outing, far from Mammon's troubles, Lucifer's work, Levithan's games, and well Satan's books. As for Beel and Belphegor, they still did what their sins compelled them too do, eat and sleep.

Asmodeus could not help himself, his hand covering his mouth as he watched the two youngest, Beel as usual chomping away on a piece of pastry while Belphegor slumped on his back dozing away.

Suddenly, Asmodeus froze in the middle of the bridge, his steps halting as a familiar scent filled the air a soft mist of perfume he adored. He brushed his hair behind his ear, tilting his head to catch it… but just as quickly, it vanished.

All in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly Lucifer stood in front of him, tall, proud, his authority heavy pressing down even on the fifth born. Lucifer unexpectedly booped his nose before removing some petals from his hair, his deep voice tender urging him to continue to walk as the others waited for Asmodeus at the other side of the bridge smiling and waving, calling his name.

Inhaling shakily his large almond shaped eyes, and slightly parted lips melted into something softer, tender. Sometimes he forgot that there would always be someone waiting on the other side for him and only one fallen angel who always came to pick him up and never leave him behind.

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Come closer, don't be shy. After all... you already wanted to, didn't you?"

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