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mandragora-tea · 3 years ago

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Aaaaa I'm stupid and posted it too early

Ngl I wasn't expecting to get more asks this quickly jdjbdjs

I assume you mean is laced with poison aaaa

Trigger Warning! (Mentions of blood, poisoning, passing out, vomiting, nausea, fever, various other symptoms)

Please don't read this if these topics upset you.

I'm only going to do the oldest 4 so this post isn't too long aaaa

If you want me to do the other 3 in a separate post I can

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It was strange really, remaining a wallflower at one of Diavolo's parties. The brothers had parted from you, all taking care of various different things. You remained seated in a plush arm chair that was placed a ways away and around the corner from the crowd mingling in the middle of the ballroom. They had all told you they'd return, however, all of them had yet to do so. Lost in thought, you failed to notice an unfamiliar demon sit in the chair directly next to yours. In their hands were two glasses of one of the drinks offered at the banquet table. They smiled at you, a gentle smile, as they offered you a glass.

"I couldn't help but notice that you looked lonely."

You accepted the glass, staring into the deep red of its contents. With a slow nod, you brought the glass to your lips and took a few drinks. It had normally such a fruity flavour, but this time it had an unfamiliar aftertaste. You made a face and stared at the liquid.

A pain shot through your chest and the glass fell to the ground with a shatter, the sound getting drowned out by the loud chatter of the partygoers.

You looked over at the demon that gave them the drink in shock as you clenched your chest, finding it difficult to breathe. The demon's smile had faded and in their eyes was only abhorrence.

"They should have never brought you here, human."

Suddenly it clicked and you recognized this demon. They'd also picked a fight with Solomon and lost. You supposed they came after you this time since you were an easier target.

Your other hand found your throat as a painful burning seared your esophagus. The demon stared at you a moment longer before slipping away and into the crowd. The impact your knees made with the cold floor and broken glass was painful as you held onto the armchair you had previously been sitting in.

Blood now began to drip from the corners of your mouth and your vision grew blurry. You touched one of your pact marks in a panic, hoping to alert him of your situation. At this point you'd fully fallen onto the ground. This was it wasn't it? You were going to die weren't you?

Lucifer

He feels your panic, your fear, your pain and it's excruciating

It causes him to stop talking mid sentence

It was brief but it was strong

Diavolo, whom he's speaking with, immediately senses that something is wrong by his abrupt behavior

Lucifer excuses himself quickly and immediately moves to seek you out

He doesn't outwardly show it but he's apprehensive as he scans the crowd for your familiar face

His face is stern and the crowd parts wishing to avoid making the eldest brother angry

He feels your pact mark flare again, this time more dull, weaker and faded

Making a beeline straight for you, he frees himself from the throng of demons

He's by your side immediately as your dull eyes lock with his

With great intensity he examines the situation

The broken glass on the floor, the spilled drink, the blood seeping from your mouth, the sickly tone to your skin

It clicks

You're struggling to even gasp for air and your eyes have lost their usual shine

You're crying as the poison you'd injested courses through you

He's reciting an incantation to slow the spread, and by now other demons have approached the scene, staring as the first born does what he can

Some look on in horror, others with curiosity, and a handful with a smugness that can only stem from a hatred of humans

Behind his eyes his emotions begin to rear their heads as he locks eyes with you, however, his face remains stoic

He was thinking

He would need to know what poison it was in order to find a proper antidote, however, he couldn't leave you there unattended lest you succumb to the fatality of the concoction

Recitions of various spells continued to leave his lips as the crowd of spectators grew larger

Even Diavolo and Barbatos had appeared at his side, faces adorned with concern

Barbatos kneeled down and inspected the scene identifying the not the poison but the ingredients used to craft it

Upon Barbatos' return and administration of the antidote you were swiftly removed from the room and placed into a guest room

It was like nothing he'd ever seen and it was particularly potent against humans

He retreated from the room in order to craft an antidote as Diavolo moved to get everything back in order

It took a while to take effect but the sickly look you held was gone along with the burning of your throat

Lucifer sat next to your bed, but Diavolo and Barbatos were nowhere to be seen, perhaps tending to the guests to prevent unnecessary upheaval

The eldest stared you down, examining your face for any remaining signs of the toxins in your system

It is...a relief that you're alright

He spoke softly to you with an anxious fondness, letting his emotions slip around you and only you

The aftermath of the scenario would likely be stressful, especially once his brothers are allowed to see you

He cleared his throat, asking a couple questions

How you felt, what had happened, who had done this

You answered all of them, voice raspy and difficult to use

With a nod at the information he put a hand on your head, lightly stroking your hair, and with a kiss to your forehead he excused himself

Now all that was left was to seek out the demon that dared to do such a horrible thing to the his lover

Mammon

Upon the feeling of the jolt from you calling him with your pact mark, it startles him

All your emotions, the suffefing and everything that came with it, he could feel all of it

It made his heart pound painfully in his chest

His heartbeat loudly thumped in his ears and he tensed up in fear

Something was very wrong

He turned on heel, heading in the direction of the party in a hurry, his venture to find valuables could wait

You were more important

His footsteps were echoed as he sprinted down the hall, panic etched into his face

Loudly, he burst through the door to the ballroom

All the demons in the ballroom stopped to look at him as he called out your name in alarm

He pushed past everyone he deemed in the way as he called out for you again, ignoring the stares he got from everyone around him

When he spotted you on the floor, he yelped and ran to you, sliding on his knees across the floor until he stopped at your side

He reached down to touch you but retracted his hands which hovered above you unsure

His brain was short circuiting and his eyes began to well up with tears

He felt utterly helpless as you lie infront of him motionless

The power you'd used to reach out to him via the pact mark was fading and once he felt it he scooped you up

Fearfully he called out his older brother's name

His grip on you tightened as his tears finally ran over his waterline

Normally Lucifer would have been angry at Mammon's interruption, but when his eyes landed on you his expression turned to that of surprise

He led Mammon from the ballroom in a hurry

Mammon held you close

Every emotion he usually hid was boiling over as he stared at your unconscious face

Please don't die

What kind is guardian is he???

He was angry at himself for leaving you, he was angry at his sin for driving him to sneak off

He hated it

He hated himself

Lucifer snapped him out of his stupor and commanded him to set you down on a bed in a spare room

There was little time for idling

Mammon refused to leave your side as Lucifer prepared for you a potion to remedy you with help from Barbatos

He took your hand in his and begged for your forgiveness

Never should he have ever left you alone

The grip he had on your hand was that of iron, afraid that if he were to let go, your demise would approach faster

Even after Lucifer poured the potion down your throat and went to alert Diavolo of the situation, Mammon refused to let you go

He leaned over the side of the bed, his forehead resting against the back of your hand

You had come to by now, staring at your lover as he lay in shambles at your side

With your free hand you softly carded your fingers through his ivory hair

He jumped up, staring at you in disbelief before wrapping his arms around you tightly

MC!! Don'tcha ever do that again! Ya scared me half to death!

He was crying again, this time from relief

You smiled softly and leaned into his embrace

He'd find out which demon did this to you and deal with them in a fashion most deserving

And as far as he was concerned he'd never leave your side again

Leviathan

Panics much faster than Mammon did upon feeling your push through the pact mark

You're in pain? Why? What's happening?

His thoughts are rushing at a million miles a minute and he's frozen in place

Why him? Why not his brothers? They're better suited to help you than he is.

You pulled at him again, he could feel your pleading for him

He sucks up his self loathing and pushes through the crowd to look for you

Everyone around him can see how distraught he looks, and steps aside to let him through

When he can't find you in the crowd he panics more and he feels like he's losing his mind

If you weren't in the crowd were you on the outskirts of the room?

He pushed his way out of the crowd scanning the chairs next to the wall

The path he takes traces the perimeter of the room until he finds you writhing on the floor

He calls your name out of fear and picks you up

You're choking on the blood in your throat and it's clear that you vomited on the floor

He's unraveling at the seams and has no idea what to do as you lay dying in his arms

You clench the fabric of his shirt tightly, your way of begging

He's floundering, still unsure for a moment but then he ran off with you in his arms to find someone to help

Whether that be Satan, Lucifer or Diavolo himself he didn't care

Whoever he found first was who he'd freak out to

It turned out to be Satan who had broken away from the crowd to get some air on one of the balconies

He was surprised when he saw Leviathan, panting from running and eyes wild with a frenzy of ever emotion he could muster right now

It didn't take Satan long to conjure up something to help fix this and by the time he'd administered it, you were out cold

Leviathan was left to tend to you on the balcony as Satan went to inform the others, anger radiating off of him strongly

Leviathan held you, staring at your unconscious face

His hands were shaking and he had his tail wrapped around your waist out of instinct

He was an emotional wreck, pleading for you to be okay and open your eyes again

Give him something, any sign that you're okay

You were breathing, yes but he was unaware whether or not that poison had rendered you comatose

MC.... Please... Ugh I'm such a horrib-!

They'd cut him off with a weak hand clamped over his mouth

His orange eyes widened as they shook their head at him

With a small beckon towards them they placed a soothing kiss on his cheek

He promptly tko'd

Luckily though, Solomon had been discussing matters with the demon prince when Satan had appeared

It was quite easy to discover that demon's identity

Satan

He had been staring out the window at the scenery when he felt your pull through the pact

It took a moment for him to get the full brunt of your experience before it simmered down and disappeared entirely

During the moments in which he felt you, he felt what it was like to have the poison course through him too and the glass he'd been holding in his hand cracked under his grip

The flame of wrath he kept usually quelled blazed brightly

Someone had dared to hurt his lover

The blood in his veins was molten as he seethed

He had already taken to the perimeter of the ballroom, and as he slinked along the wall the other demons in the room were too afraid to look in his direction

He found his way to you almost instantly and the sight infront of him stoked the fires of his rage

At your side, he touched your cheeks softly which contrasted greatly with his demeanor

Your face was warm as you'd begun to develop a feverish temperature

His fingers twitched as he pulled his hand away

He was at first unfamiliar with what had been used to spike your drink, but it had a distinct smell as it dried onto the floor below

It clicked soon after as he picked you up and escorted you away from prying eyes, not missing the one demon that was staring from the shadows

As he prepared a remedy he committed that demon's face to his memory, the self-satisfied smile on their face served only to piss him off further

After you'd been giving the potion your symptoms had cleared rather fast and you had awoken in no time at all

He fights with his anger and quells it for your sake as you smiled at him thankfully

Your hand was in his as he returned your smile

You gave me a quite a fright. How are you feeling?

They gave a thumbs up, throat still much to painful to speak

He hummed and offered to fetch them some tea for their throat

While he's gone he makes swift work, mutilating the demon that did this

And after he returns with your tea, he's ready to read to you while you drink it

No doubt word had spread to his brothers, but for the remaining time he had solitude with you he'd make sure you felt better

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mandragora-tea · 3 years ago

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Kinda made on the spot but would really like pure fluff and comfort

Reader has a bad day that stresses them out and Asmo and Belphie offer a cuddle and chill session

Ohhhh

Very much appreciate wholesome asks :3c

Ty for requesting ♥

I fell asleep for a minute oopsie

That's what I get for pulling another all nighter

Asmodeus

Oh this just won't do

He'd been trying to get your attention all day!

The constant brushing him off is completely unacceptable

You're usually so quick to reciprocate his affection

And he could tell from how ragged you looked that your day was going as well as normal

As the day progress and you grew more and more disheveled he planned more and more things for you to do, so you can unwind

As soon as you start to head back to the house at the end of the day, he's tailing you

You're on the brink of tears and ready to rip our your hair, but his arms wrapping around you help stifle your emotions

The last thing you want is for anyone to see you shed tears

He sing songs your name in a low voice as he rests his head on your shoulder

You glance at him via your periphery, and from the gleam in his eye you can tell he's planning something

He lets go and walks around to your front, grabbing your hands with a smile

I have a lot planned so we should get going~

He pulled you gently along with him as you walked home from RAD

And once you arrived at the house he tugged you into his room

After he guided you to the bed and sat you down, he went into his bathroom

First on the agenda was a warm bath for your nerves

Whether or not you want him to join you is completely up to you

Belphegor

He trudged through the halls, one goal in mind

To find you

You were very late for daily nap time and he was none too happy his favorite cuddle buddy didn't come

He didn't sleep very well at all without you

With him he carried his usual pillow, the fabric clenched between his fingers, giving away his irritation

He went straight to your bedroom and opened the door

The sight made him soften

On the floor your sat, hugging your knees to your chest

Paper littered the floor, a large textbook open in front of you

He could tell you were about to have a breakdown, so he plopped down next to you

You jumped, not noticing his presence until you felt him lean against you

He nuzzled his face against your shoulder with a hum, eyeing your discarded notes

The handwriting was gradually becoming illegible scribbles

He stood and put his pillow on your bed

Hmm.. MC you missed our nap. Take a break so we can make up for it

You were going to protest, but the look in his eye shut you up

He held a hand out to you, to help you off the floor

Impatiently he pulled you onto the bed with him, flicking your forehead

He scolded you quietly for stressing yourself out and not properly balancing work and leisure

Clinging to you with a yawn, he used the influence from his sin to help you relax

He could always help you with your studying later

Now's the time for sleep

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