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God: *Deciding to make the wind blow MC's paper under Lucifer's feet* You need a family therapist my son.

*The brothers falling head over heels, becoming defensive, obsessive, and possessive over MC*

God: ...mydamn it.

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We know..

IK Knows What You Are

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Gorgeous 😍

2021 Level Design Updates (except Lucifer…sorry bud.)

I never uploaded these since I never finished the full set, as I stopped after updating Satan due to other things. So I thought you guys might enjoy seeing the newer versions after having worked on them from 2020.

I included Lucifer anyway for those who may not have seen these before.

A sort of master post of them all, I suppose!

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cttos <33 pinterest

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talk to me boy.

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I'm definitely Celestia in this situatuon..

dear princess celestia

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Lol i can't imagine. Also, thanks for replying,you're an absolute legend 🙌 wanna be moots?

I hate when your boob itches, like wtf I don’t have time for this bullshit

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Damn this post was basically a decade ago 🥲 I'm Hella old

I hate when your boob itches, like wtf I don’t have time for this bullshit

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Thinking a bit about Mammon and what we know of him canonically, his behavior, values, principles, and conduct, and how they seem entirely different from what we know of his fanon interpretation.

Canon Mammon is…well, let’s just call a spade a spade, he’s a clown. The certified Butt-Monkey of the brothers, if something bad is going to happen, nine times out of ten, it’s going to happen to him. Dude is a truffle pig for trouble and for the most part, loves to sniff it out and roll in it.

Have the fans explain it, and Mammon is a saint who's never done anything wrong in his life ever, yet story-wise, Mammon’s downfalls and shortcomings are usually due to his own dubious inclinations, though to be fair, are a consequence of him being the literal physical manifestation of one of humanity’s sins: greed. We see this through his gambling habits, his tendency to engage in shady deals or practices, his lying, and his cheating, but what really gains him the ire of most of his siblings and others is his tendency to steal and sell any and everything he assumes may bring him a profit, regardless if the item is sentimental or not.

Needless to say, Mammon isn’t the most respected of his brothers, and they remind him of it every chance they get, specifically with the words “scumbag,” ‘moron,” “idiot,” “money-obsessed moron,” etc. Mammon even suffers for his actions physically, with Lucifer finding little issue in stringing him up and leaving him there to rot for a while.

There’s also the fact that in the first season of the OG game, like most of the brothers, Mammon is kind of an asshole. Your typical Tsundere archetype, his personality is initially brash and not too keen on learning of his forced role as a human attendant, constantly insulting the MC while bemoaning his position all the while, a position he almost fails in upholding more than once when the MC’s life is threatened.

Yet because this is an otome game, Mammon eventually begins to have feelings for the MC as soon as the fourth lesson, and that whole being your “first” thing holds a lot of weight to Mammon, so much so that he’ll bring it up repeatedly. He becomes a bit more clingy, vying for the MC’s attention, to the point where personal space is but a mere myth to this man.

For you see, beyond his salty attitude is a man with a huge heart. Canon Mammon is competent and capable of showing a surprising amount of wisdom, intelligence, strength, and kindness when he puts his mind to it (the man admits himself to being sensitive, after all).

Despite his shortcomings, there’s a reason Lucifer entrusted Mammon with the MC, as out of all of his siblings, he is the only character capable of keeping his “bloodlust” in check. And despite his flakiness at times, Lucifer relies heavily on Mammon to complete certain tasks, to the point where he’s accused of showing favoritism towards the secondborn. Speaking of which, that second-born title also includes his power level, having the ability to clearly fight and defend himself, yet choosing to either run or hide from altercations, if possible. It’s rare for him to get angry or fight back, which is why it’s so scary when he does.

More importantly, Mammon is completely and utterly in love with the MC. This is true for all the brothers, but Mammon is the most consistent, a constant in his character that never changes and is the main drive to his appeal imo. Unlike the other brothers, who seem to have interests and relationships outside of the MC, Mammon’s focus is single-targeted, and it’s one of the many reasons why he’s the most popular character in the game. There are no limitations to his affections. No scary or overly complicated parts to his character. We are his “first,” and that’s a comfortable place to be because regardless of what we do or how we look, Mammon isn’t one to give up and will literally fight, yell, and cry his way into your heart, whether you choose someone else or not.

However, you wouldn’t be able to tell this with Fanon Mammon, a soggy wad of therapy session tissues. He is an absolutely miserable wreck of a man. A traumatized, suicidal-inclined, helpless dude in need of a serious hug. A prone character to hurt/comfort fics, he's the trauma dumpster for the fans who like to project, which would be fine if it weren’t for the fact that these traits are sometimes treated as actual aspects of Mammon’s canon character. Fanon Mammon is essentially boiled down to his most pathetic traits, woobifying him. In fics where the brothers are present, such as Lucifer and Asmodeus, expect them to be written OOC to make Mammon appear even worse. In essense, Fanon Mammon not only has his complexity completely taken away, but takes away the complexity of everyone else around him in the process.

I'm not certain why this happens to Mammon more than other characters. Maybe because of his "kick the dog" status in canon, which causes people to sympathize with him more. And if you're someone who can relate to a lot of Mammon’s shortcomings, then that probably adds to his "woobie" nature.

And this isn't to say you can never go beyond canon and write Mammon any other way, yet it's like I've stated before, there's your headcanon and there's canon. You can think what you want, write what you want, yet something doesn't become a fact just because you want it to be/are emotional about it. And you also don't get the right to attack people for it.

Anyway, these are just things I've noticed about his fanon vs canon that I personally don't like, though opinions are always appreciated.

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This made me cackle

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"A Long Time"

Pairing: Female Reader x Lee Minho (Lee Know)

Trigger Warning: Angst; Implied character death; Military (?); Rushed writing;  Idk man, i'm tired

   

“Don’t worry, I’ve trained a long time for this.” I tell myself as I sit at my desk. The teacher is handing the scholarship applications back to us. I was handed my paper, pausing in anticipation before flipping it over. I felt my heart sink as I saw the words ‘Rejected’ stamped across the papers. Sighing, I crumple the test and shove it in my book bag - hoping that nobody witnessed my failure. I kick back my chair and head out of the classroom, eventually taking a city bus back to my parent’s house. 

   As I enter the house my parents come out of hiding, congratulating me on my acceptance to Seoul National University. Not having the heart to tell them, I decided to thank them and head up to my room, immediately packing some clothes and basic necessities. I waited until my parents went to sleep, leaving a note that I was heading to the campus early, also placing my phone on the table so they couldn’t track my location. I set out towards the big city of Seoul not looking back. 

   About two years had passed since I left home. I managed to find a job as a barista until I could join the military. Going through basic training was difficult, but I gladly went through with it all if it meant I could go home with a sliver of pride. On one hand, joining the special forces was the best decision I could make for myself. On the other hand, because of this I became desensitized to violence and general social compassion which would impact me years to come. After four years in the military, I decided to use my military leave for the first time. I went back into the city and visited the cafe where I had started off.

   “Y/n!” My old friend Yo-Han called from behind the counter, waving me over to the register. 

   “I’m surprised you recognize me, Hannie.” I said happily as I headed over while motioning to my short, black hair. A stark contrast to my long, navy blue hair I had years prior. She grinned at me and walked over to the drink station.

   “Would you like your usual?” She asks as she starts to make a medium vanilla latte.

   “That would be nice.” I say while continuing to make small talk as she puts the drink together. We continue our conversation until another customer walks in. 

   “I’ll get back to you.” She says jogging back over to the register. “It’s good to see you Minho Oppa.” She cheers as a man with a black face mask walks in.

   I sip on my drink while sitting at a small corner booth, not noticing the conversation between the two ended until the masked man walked over to me. I looked up at him and raised my eyebrow at his presence. “Can I help you sir..?” I ask while staring him down. 

   “Sorry if I’m bothering you, I just wanted to ask a question.”

   I look at him still not fully convinced of his innocence but nod anyway. “What can I do for you?” He looks around seemingly embarrassed, before clearing his throat. 

   “I noticed you're in a military uniform, and was wondering if it was difficult for you.” I look at him a bit surprised but shrug. 

   “I guess? I mean it’s different for everyone, but for me it was bearable.” He nods solemnly before handing me a piece of paper. 

   “I’m Lee Minho, if you wouldn’t mind telling me more some other time I would appreciate it. I’m enlisting soon and I want to be prepared.” I reluctantly take the paper and shove it in my pocket.

   “I’ll keep that in mind..” I say quietly as I get up to leave. I look at him one more time before waving goodbye to my old friend and exiting the cafe in silence. This was two years ago.

   I groan in pain as I lean back against the sandbag wall we had constructed wincing as I hear another shell go off feet away from me. I looked over at the man named Lee Minho who was shaking as he struggled to look away from our teammate who had been shot. Blood seeping from his head as he laid there totally lifeless. At this point in time, I’m regretting ever meeting this man. I had come to learn about him, about his career as an idol, about his friends who called themselves the Stray Kids, his cats Soonie, Doongi, and Dori who he loved so much. I felt my gut twist as I realized the chances of us getting out of here were slim unless one of us went out and took down as many enemies as possible. Looking around at my two remaining teammates, I realized that none of them were ready to go and risk dying. 

   “Noona.. What are we going to do..?” I heard a shaky voice from beside me. Turning I see Minho with tears streaming down his face. As I looked at his broken expression and knew what I had to do. Undoing the tourniquet on my arm, I hand him my locket and smile softly at him. “What are you doing?!” He asked me in a panic. 

   “Grab Sgt. Kim, he’s been injured and needs help.” I say, avoiding eye contact. Only looking at him when he grabs my arm. 

   “Noona.. What are you doing?” I smile at him and help get our remaining teammate on his back. 

   “Don’t worry,” I say as I pat his shoulder. “I’ve trained a long time for this.”

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Everything we know about Solomon so far, lore wise.

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR ALL SEASONS

He's a humanity's most powerful sorcerer (omswd: 2-A), and one of RAD's first exchange students. (omswd: 2-2)

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He has pacts with 72 different demons (omswd: 2-2), two of which are Asmodeus and Barbatos (omswd: 2-A).

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He's in possession of the Ring of Wisdom, which grants him the power to control demons. It was given to him by Michael himself, as a way to help Solomon during a time when he was feeling "lost." (omswd: 29-5)

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He made himself immortal by accident while researching new forms of magic and as a result of it, can no longer grow old or die. (omswd: 36-3)

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He founded the Sorcerers’ Society with one of his past apprentices who he later had a strong disagreement with, which led to Solomon distancing himself from the society. (omswd: 45-4)

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His pact with Asmodeus was made in a tavern long long ago while the brother was drunk out of his mind. (omswd: 53-16) Solomon saw that the demon was in no coherent state and took advantage of that to propose a pact between the two of them. (omnb: 6-18 and 17-13)

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He met Barbatos even before he met Asmodeus when he risked death to summon the butler (omswd: 53-16), desperately needing his powers to control time for reasons that are still unknown (omswd: 49-A).

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He has Barbatos' grimoire, which the butler gave to him himself out of trust and respect for him. (omswd: 53-16)

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Although he's immortal there are still ways to kill him by using certain magic and cursed items, and Thirteen is waiting for the day he dies to have his soul. (omnb: 11-10)

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He was given the title of “the Witty Sorcerer” by Barbatos when the demon brought him to the Fountain of Knowledge for the first time while Solomon was on the verge of death. Barbatos then declared that the human was supposed to protect the spring, and Solomon stayed there until his wounds were healed. (omnb: 11-10)

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He was raised in a place where magic was a thing to be feared and people were locked up and killed for simply having been rumored to have been seen using it. For that reason, Solomon's parents locked him in a basement away from the world when he started developing magic skills as a child out of fear of what the townsfolk could do to him and the rest of the family if they knew. (omnb: 14-14)

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While locked away Solomon had a friend ( most likely another child ) who would visit him every now and then and chat with him through the bars of the window in the basement. Something happened to that friend, but Solomon couldn't bring himself to say what. (omnb: 14-14 and 14-16)

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His life goal is to be powerful enough to protect humanity and to create a world where humans demons and angels can finally stand as equals (omnb: 14-14 and 14-16), as opposed to now where humans are seen as an inferior race that to one side ( demons ) is prey and to the other ( angels ) are weaker beings that must be protected.

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He fought a war against the Devildom by himself. (omnb: 7-8) It started with Solomon proposing to the Demon King that the demonic realm partnered up with him and demons worked under him to further the Human World’s development, which angered the King and gave start to the war, which lasted 7 days. (omnb card: "unforgettable past")

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Dance With Me

Idol!Hwang Hyunjin X Reader

There's not enough male reader stuff out there...

T/W: The reader is referred to with he/they pronouns; AMAB reader; lgbtq+ relationship; Other than that, none I can think of

Hyunjin laughed as you jumped up onto his back. He spun around until you both got dizzy, setting you down on the asphalt. Merry Go Round of Life played in the background from his phone, the rain adding a certain ambiance to the song. You grabbed his shoulders and began to waltz in a ballroom style dance. The rain plastered your hair to your face, and water got in your eyes, making it hard to see, but none of that mattered to you. You were here with Hyunjin, dancing in the rain. 

   Hyunjin grabbed your waist and picked you up, spinning you around before setting you back down gently placing your feet back on the ground. He leaned his forehead against yours and held you close, the two of you swaying to the song. After a few more minutes passed he kissed your forehead.    

“We should probably head in before Chan hyung lectures us again.”

   You smiled and nodded. “Alright.”    

As the two of you approached the dorm, you saw Chan standing in the doorway holding some towels, alongside Han, who was holding two mugs of a steaming drink. Hyunjin grinned at the two of them as you walked inside, Han handing you both a mug of hot chocolate while Chan nudged you both to the island counter where you both sat and enjoyed your drinks as he toweled each or your hair dry.   

“You guys need to come in sooner when it’s that cold outside. You could catch a cold.” Changbin said as he placed two fuzzy bathrobes on the counter.    

“Hyung it’s not that cold out there.” Hyunjin said with a snort. “If it was, my baby m/n wouldn’t have been out there.”  You glared at Hyunjin, who laughed in response. Changbin and Chan shared a look before Changbin sighed and crossed his arms, shaking his head but smiling slightly nonetheless. 

“I ran a hot bath for you guys. Once you finish your cocoa, get washed up, and we’ll watch a movie.”

As he finished his sentence, a screech was heard from another room. Chan and Changbin snapped their heads to the source of the sound.    

"What now, Han?” Changbin asked under his breath as he jogged off to see what the source of distress was. A few minutes after Changbin left, Chan finished drying your guys’ hair. He took your empty mugs and nudged you towards the bathroom.

“Go get washed up, guys.” He said with a smile, his dimples popping out. 

    Hyunjin wrapped you in a towel as you stepped out of the tub. He rubbed your shoulder for a second before pressing a soft kiss on your collarbone.    

“You’re so handsome m/n.” He said as he wrapped his arms around you. You chuckled at his antics.   

“Yeah, sure.”   

"Hey, I mean it.” He said, tilting you face up too look at him. “You’re perfect to me, now matter how your body is, you will always be my handsome boy.” You smiled.   

“Hyunjinnie, can we do that again next time it rains?” You asked as you finished drying.   

“Sure.” He replied as he helped you into your bathrobe. “Maybe not as long though.” He chuckled as you hugged him, resting his chin on the top of your head.   “Are you tired?”    

“A little bit I guess.” He answered, pulling out of the hug and pressing another kiss to your forehead. “Let’s head into the living room, okay?”

You nodded and went to the couch, sinking into the soft cushions and grabbing a pillow as Chan filed through the movies. You all eventually agreed on watching The Crow, and Hyunjin quickly cuddled into your right side, Han occupying your left side. About halfway into the movie, you heard soft snores coming from your sides. You looked and saw that both Han and Hyunjin had fallen asleep. You got Changbin and Chan’s attention, and Chan scooped up Han, carrying him to his bedroom as Changbin turned off the movie. You carried Hyunjin to the bedroom you both shared and gingerly tucked him in before sliding into bed next to him. He rolled over and clung to you as he slept. You smiled at him before falling asleep yourself.

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1) my moots

2) seeing my parents/family happy with their s/o

3) Changbin thighs

4) my rats 🐀 💜

5)

This mf

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hi! list 5 things that make you happy, then ask the same thing of the last 10 ppl who liked or reblogged smth from you!!

Oh hey there! Let's do this!

1. Stranger Things

2. Sandman

3. Ofmd

4. Sappho's poetry

5. Revenge...I'm kidding! Good Omens.

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Barbatos mood board :)

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A solodeus fanart for @asmosmainhoe

This was done only in a couple hours so it’s not my best work haha

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Ok With It

This is a little angsty fic with the Obey Me brothers inspired by the song OK With It by Lyn Lapid

T/W: mentions of suicidal implications, Leviathan being autistic and stimming, self-starving, guilt, sexual implications in Lucifer and Asmo’s parts. Gender neutral reader (No pronouns used), PTSD, trauma response, angst

We live in other dimensions

We both saw it coming

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Beel rolled over for the umpteenth time that night as he thought about you. Where were you? Where did you go? Did you miss him? Did you miss any of them? He sighed and rolled over again, his eyes meeting Belphegor’s.

“You okay Beel?”

Beel shook his head and hugged the plushie you had given him after a Fangol game. Belphie gave him a sad look before trudging over to his own bed.

Beel knew one day you would disappear from his life, but not now.

Not like this.

We used to sleep on our mobiles

Now we’re barely calling

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Checking his DDD for the hundredth time he sighed, seeing no signs of hearing from you. Leaving the dining table, the brothers looked at Beel with concern. He hadn’t been eating lately and had lost a lot of weight.

Asmodeus followed him to the gym where Beel put in his headphones and listened to voicemails you had left over time. Running on the treadmill with tears streaming down his cheeks. He never had the heart to delete your messages and now he was glad didn’t. Beel watched Asmo leave from the corner of his eye, but couldn’t bring himself to care. Why should he anyways? Every time he cares about someone they leave.

First Lillith now you…

Beel shook the thoughts away and replaced them with memories of watching you fall asleep over FaceTime, ignoring the pain in his chest.

I haven’t been worried about where you’ve been

Who you’ve been talking with

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Levi was even more shut-in than before, completely blocking out the world along with his brothers.

At first he stressed everyday over where you could’ve gone. He worried and cried until he physically became sick. It wasn’t until he woke up from a feverish haze he realized you were likely never coming back. After that, he worried less, and grieved more.

His Henry, the only one who really understood him, gone, without a single trace.

Levi stopped caring who he associated with and began to shut down. He locked himself in his room and hasn’t left since.

Lucifer, ever so diligent about the wellbeing of his brothers, would leave meals outside Levi’s door. His heart warming when he saw a clean plate the next day, but shattering when he saw the days it wasn’t moved or paid any mind to.

We’re growing dissonant

Finish line’s imminent and

Inevitably, you’ll surely forget me

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Levi’s DDD had over a hundred missed messages from his brothers. Hell, even Diavolo tried reaching out to him, but nothing worked. Levi was spiraling. The one he could rant to, stim to, and generally just talk to was now gone. He was growing tired of the grief, tired of the pain, tired of the uncertainty.

Levi stared at the “you died” screen on his computer not even registering he died until his teammates were yelling at him through his headset. He turned off the chat and stared at the screen. Suddenly, death didn’t seem so bad anymore.. after all, surely you’d have forgotten a worthless otaku like him by now, right..?

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

Seasons shift

They’re always changing and

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Lucifer stared at the paperwork on his desk not registering Diavolo’s voice.

“Don’t you think so Lucifer?”

What? Did he miss something?

“You didn’t hear a word I said, did you?”

Lucifer shook his head and laughed, almost humored at the situation. He finally grew to know you, to respect you, to love you. But you were gone now. When was the last time he allowed himself to be vulnerable like that? Was it.. Lillith? Maybe.. Simeon? No.. it was him it was always him. He thought looking up at the redhead at the other side of his office. Maybe.. it was time for Lucifer to let go of you. Perhaps, the feeling he felt were never meant to be after all..

We’ll be sad

Through the summer

Start again with different lovers

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The first summer without you was hard on Lucifer. No midnight rooftop visits, no early morning coffee runs before walking through the parks. He found himself grieving more than he ever had before. Even falling from grace hadn’t affected him this badly. How many nights had he cried himself to sleep away from the prying eyes of his brothers? How many nights had he vomited at the thought of you happy with someone else? How many nights did he go to that one person for comfort.

Lucifer looked over on his bed, your side now occupied with the Devildom’s young prince.

How many nights had he tried to take the pain away through someone else? No. That was enough. It was time to move on from you for good.

Lucifer stood from his position on his side of the bed and walked over to the sleeping prince, shaking him awake gently.

“Diavolo, you need to leave before my brothers wake. They can’t know about us just yet..”

Know the thought can be menacing

Waking up when you’re not next to me

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Mammon groaned as he stretched on his too-large bed. He had upsized it to accommodate the both of you, but now that you were gone it felt painfully empty. He rubbed his eyes trying to ignore the deep bags under them. When had he last slept well? Days? Weeks? Hell if he knew..

Nightmares plagued Mammon every night since you disappeared.

He was your first man, he was supposed to protect you, and yet, he couldn’t even save you from this unknown fate you had suffered.

Mammon looked over to the empty side of the bed and felt chills run down his spine at the thought of you being in bed with someone else. He shook it off and got up to start his day.

It’s for the best

We’ve been cavin’

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

And I’m okay with it

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Mammon paused when he saw one of your doodles in his Devildom History notebook. He quickly tore the page out and crumpled it throwing it away. He couldn’t think of you now, not after how far he’d come with accepting your disappearance. You being gone was for the best. At least, he tried to tell himself that. He tried to ignore his already terrible grades worsening, he tried to ignore the feeling in his stomach whenever your name was mentioned, he tried. Really, he did. So why was it so hard?

It’s not like it matters anymore. Nobody knew where you were, and nobody cared when they saw Mammon digging through the trash looking for a certain discarded doodle.

We could be living like one day

We’ll be reunited

And promise that we’ll stay in touch

But we know we’d be lyin’

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Satan’s wrath was unchecked, nobody dared to even come within 100 feet of him. So what if he went through millennium of anger management? It’s not like it mattered anymore. He checked his DDD everyday hoping for a sign of reconnection, only to have his efforts met with nothing. He called, texted, emailed, but to no avail. You were gone.

He was angry.

No, he was hurt.

Your promised him. You promised him you’d always be in tough no matter what happened. But you broke your promise.. and all he had left was a mere picture on his dresser.

Why be at odds with our sanity

By arguing with reality?

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Satan was losing himself. Every day he regressed further away from who he had been and progressed towards who he was when he first was created. He was slowly going crazy.. just where where you? You were gone. He knew that, he really did. Yet, somehow he couldn’t help but sit in your room every night, holding the book you two were reading and waiting for you to come home and continue the story with him.

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

Seasons shift

They’re always changing and

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Asmo didn’t sulk.

Asmo didn’t cry.

Asmo didn’t show any signs of grief. Anyone who didn’t know him would say you meant nothing to him.. only those close to him saw the impact you left. “Those” mainly being Solomon. Solomon saw it, he felt it, he’ll, he even heard it. But through everything, he said nothing. He couldn’t. He couldn’t risk changing the future, not even for Asmodeus.

We’ll be sad

Through the summer

Start again with different lovers

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It was hard to notice Asmo’s slight changes. In fact, Lucifer was the only to notice for a long time. Lucifer was the only to notice the small eye bags, the lessened amount of makeup, the chipped nail polish. It was Lucifer who heard Asmo crying himself to sleep at night, and Lucifer who comforted his younger brother when things got too painful to handle alone. Thus, Asmodeus followed his brother’s example. He let his sin get ahold of him and began spending nights with strangers to chase away the ache in his heart.

Know the thought can be menacing

Waking up when you’re not next to me

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Belphie yawned and sat up after a long nap. His stomach cramped and he winced. When had he last eaten? It didn’t matter..

He looked over at him twin who was sleeping with tears staining his cheeks and ginger hair matted to his head. Belphie smiled, knowing this is the first night of sleep Beel had gotten in weeks, but internally sobbed at the loss of you not being there to fall asleep with them. He hated humans. Hated them.

He told himself that for millennia, but then you came along.. And, oh.. Oh how he loved you. At first he told himself that if he trusted humans he would be betraying Lillith, and Lillith was very dear to him. But dearer than you..?

No.. not even close.

It’s for the best

We’ve been cavin’

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

And I’m okay with it

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Months went by and Belphie convinced himself he was fine.

Sleepless nights weren’t caused by you.. of course not. His pillow wasn’t cold enough, that’s all. The nightmares..? Trauma response from Lucifer. It was all Lucifer’s fault. Lucifer should’ve protected you. Lucifer failed you, not him.

Not him.

Then again… he killed you before. Right? What if he did it again? What if… this was for the best? He couldn’t hurt you anymore. No one could.

Belphie told himself this every night, and yet, he still wished you were there with him.

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