#hellish belphegor

[hhelliish]

Some Seven Deadly Sin design ideas i felt i needed to write down somewhere

Lucifer (Pride): he is the character ive worked most on out all of them

currently his design is going through some changes. for one i want him to be more goat like. i still want to keep his sharper nose cuz i just really like that one him, but hes going to start looking more like a furry as the days pass sorry not sorry

his personality i dont plan on changing. he's going to remain a more standoff-ish and quiet, coming off as cold. but on his other side he is actually quite caring and passionate about taking care of his family, his people, and Hell itself

Sathanas (Wrath): hes a bit tricky. i didnt want him to be so predictable by being a meet head jock or something. so i decided to go the business man route.

im thinking of also making him more animal like. maybe a bull to represent the wrath part of him to get a better idea. he also 100% has glasses he's a nerd

personality; similar to Lucifer he's quiet and intimidating, but more like the opposite spectrum. he comes off as more stern and serious, not taking anyones shit and he means it

Beelzebub (Gluttony): my silly. ive grown heavily attached to him

entirely going into a bug look for him. in my mind he looks a bit human but has a lot of bugs features like antenna's, four pairs of arms, huge insect wings, differently bent legs, and possibly abdomen im not entirely sure about that yet

i always pictured him to be very carefree, silly, but really off putting and strange. bro totally eats corpses and thats ok because hes funny <3

he also has a wife and child. she let him hit cuz hes goofy

Asmodeus (Lust): this again is a tricky one cuz i really want him to be unique but translate his design that doesnt feel overcomplicated to design. because if you know how he really looks, its a lot

i do have in mind i want him to be fat as im tired of the definition of Lust being this skinny guy. fat people can be hot af and i want that to be more pushed

i was also thinking with how Asmodeus has more than one face, i either thought he could change his features by waving a hand in face that changes everytime like magic. or he spins his head like a doll and appears a new face every so often. not entirely sure with what i want to do but the separate faces i dont think i want to make to be different people, rather just different appearances

Asmodeus is also a kind and full of passion for others. he has several partners that he all treats very well and is not purely out of lust

Mammon (Greed): again, this is a hard one

Mammon in my mind can be many things and its hard for me to decide what he looks like. so he is the one thats the most work in progress as for some reason its just difficult for me

as for personality, hes by far the nastiest out of all the Sins. besides Belphegor, he very much embraces the sin he represents and doesnt feel bad about it. hes a man of the status quo and likes to be the bigger person power or wealth wise.

even though when being ranked alongside the other seven sins he isn't that powerful compared to Sathanas, Beelzebub, or definitely Lucifer

so hes kind of compensating all the time for his broken ego LOL

Leviathan (Envy): SEA WITCH SEA WITCH

ive been so excited to design her and im gonna go all out with the deep sea monster look. i envision her as a kind of kelpie/siren kind of monster creature girl that has hair covering her face but a huge creepy smile. shes got lots of teeth like a shark

personality so far is that shes a bit creepy. she likes to make herself look as if her spine is cracking in half and loves fucking with people. but sometimes her creepiness is just who she is. no one can tell when shes being serious or being an ass

Belphegor (Sloth): the last furry i promise (not)

yeah, i may be stealing the idea of what Vizviepop is doing with her Belphegor. not like entirely tho since we still dont know what she looks like. but my Belphegor is going to be a sheep for certain

i want her to be the shortest out of all the Sins and look like the fairly unthreatening one. but thats where she gets you cuz actually all along her fluffy wools is eyeballs that pop out of nowhere and scare the hell out of you

her attitude to me is more predictable for Belphegor by being noncaring, monotone, and sleepy. but i honestly cant think of her in any other way it just fits best. i imagine she never even walks she just floats around with a pillow and sleeps randomly

these are just concept ideas btw but i needed to air this out to someone so i hope you guys enjoy seeing my thought process <3

[malak-ballari]

ᔕᗰOKE | IᑎᑕOᖇᑭOᖇEᗩᒪ

BELPHEGOR — Sixth Archdemon, Prince of Sloth

Belphegor is perhaps the most haunting and eerie presence amongst the princes of Hell, his main face being that of a human and yet only ever speaking through the head of a nightjar that sets on his left shoulder.

These prompts by @ultrainfinitepit and Sanctas Seraphina lined up quite well considering smoke is incorporeal, and so are all angels. Belphegor is designed to follow the stereotypical ghost-like presence, as so are most demons of sloth. They are slow and ominous entities that sulk about houses at night, and most sightings of ‘ghosts’ and ‘shadow demons’ are in fact demons of sloth.

[obeymefictionwriting]

Texts from Brothers and Dateables Part 10

Your favorite texts from brothers ARE BACK BABY!!

Lucifer: Do you happen to know the origin of the Devilish Black Coffee stain on my favorite shirt? Also, you looked lovely today :*

Mammon: Hey, I'll be out of Devildom for a while - pls don't tell Lucifer, okay??

Leviathan: I did one push-up. Can this day get any worse?

Satan: I heard Mammon storming out of the House of Lamentation. Do you know where this moron is heading? Also, I need to know how exactly he pissed Lucifer off. I'm going to elevate his method.

Asmodeus: Hellish Beige or Sinful Indigo???

Beelzebub: Um I think Levi doesn't feel very good. I'll check on him later. Pls come with me, I'll bring snacks.

Belphegor: Ayo, you like bondage?

Diabolo: Today I saw a balloon. HOWS YOUR DAY??

Barbatos: I've bought a new bed. It should suit your acrobatic needs better ;)

Simeon: I'll take Lucifer out for shopping. Please keep Luke company. Love you!

Solomon: I'm bored. Let's turn Mammon into a talking dog.

Luke: Please promise we'll watch Flamed 2 movie again!!

[another-lost-mc]

dream eater

belphegor x gn!reader | 0.6k | nsfw | non-con

c/w: somnophilia, slut-shaming, invasion of privacy, non-consensual use of mind altering magic.

Belphie hates it when you have nightmares, but he hates it when you have good dreams, too. Maybe it'd be different if you dreamt of him like this, but no, he would never be so lucky.

Tonight he stumbles into your dream by accident. It happens sometimes when you nap together in his bed. The mental defenses between you weaken under the weight of his arms wrapped around you and his forehead pressed against your chest when he snores. Now he's stuck in this dream world no-man's-land, a hellish landscape of his own making, and he watches some faceless demon fuck your brains out. It looks like he's got you bent over one of the cafeteria tables at RAD and your uniform is tugged down and out of the way enough for him to move his hand, and then his cock, between your legs.

Dreams turn you into a real cock tease, don't they? You hide your desires with shy smiles and bashful gestures when you're awake, but Belphie knows what you crave when you dream. He's been your friend all this time, why won't you ask him to fuck you already? You shouldn't go on disappointing dates with your classmates that don't know you as well as he does, and you don't have to ponder visiting one of his idiot brothers' beds either.

Belphie forces himself to consciousness and glances at your sleepy face. Your cheek is squished against the pillow and your lips are cute and pouty. You look so innocent and peaceful, no one would think you're dreaming of being used like some random demon's living fleshlight. He fumbles in the dark and manages to snake his hand between your bodies without waking you. Your sleep shorts are damp and your body twitches when he runs his fingers along your arousal. He sucks in a breath between his teeth when he feels how hot and wet you are.

Yeah, you're not that innocent, are you?

His hand lingers between your thighs for a moment and teases your sensitive skin a bit more before he reluctantly pulls away. He sucks his slick fingertips into his mouth and hums quietly while he considers his options. He's hard now too, but fucking you like this would be too easy. When he finally has you—and that'll be real soon, if he has anything to say about it—he wants you wide-awake and trembling beneath him so he can hear your pretty little noises when you come on his cock.

For now, he decides that you've had enough fun for one night. It's only a bit of harmless little magic—it won't hurt you a bit. Your dream suddenly vanishes into nothing, your mind going blank as he wipes the filthy images away so no trace of them lingers. He might not touch you anymore tonight, but perhaps he'll give you a little taste of himself instead. You won't even miss the dream he consumed like a hungry, angry void. When you wake up wet and aching in your little shorts, you'll blame it on the dream he gave you instead: beads of sweat trailing down his naked back as he smothers your body with his own, and the slick sounds of skin-on-skin, as he fucks you in the attic.

[xuterboo]

Kings of Hell and your illness. Their concern is for you. Part 2 ☕💊🛌

Part 1

Beelzebub:

By some lucky chance, he still ended up in his kingdom.

You met him at the threshold of the castle and immediately sneezed. Beelzebub suspected something was wrong. You had a blush on your cheeks and walked a little sluggishly. Without saying another word, he comes over and kisses you straight on the forehead

Yes, just as he thought. Heat. Grabbing you by the shoulder, with a cheerful smile, Belzebub drags you into the castle. But he leads you not to the bedroom, but to the kitchen. .

There he sits you down at the table, and starting to cook something simple but very tasty, the King of Gluttony says that there is no better medicine in the world than food. It gives strength to the body, especially the human body. It is so? Therefore, before you rest, you need to eat nutritiously and healthy!

The food was prepared quickly. Despite the strange Hellish dishes, or at least their strange appearance for you personally, the soup turned out to be deliciously delicious. Having eaten, you began to feel lighter, and Beelzebub dragged you to the bedroom.

Placed in a random room, Beelzebub will cuddle with you while you fall asleep and actually sleep. Inhaling your scent, holding your jelly-like body in his palms, Beelzebub wants there to be more moments like this

Part of the dialogue:

Bael: Damn... Why did you promise to come today, but now you don’t answer?? Have you put your phone on silent again? I hope he didn't forget about his promise...

«He angrily walks past the open door and suddenly stops, noticing a familiar bright spot out of the corner of his eye. Walking into the room, Bael's eyebrows rise. He sees Belzebub and MC sleeping peacefully on the bed. Sighing heavily, he smiles, closing the door»

Bael: Well... I'm glad he's here

Bonus: (I can't help but add this)

«Belzebub feeds you his own soup. Straight from the spoon, like a baby. MC expresses slight dissatisfaction because of this»

Beelzebub: Okay then. Take a spoon for mom, for dad...-

Beelzebub: A. Fuck

MC: Yeah, this is very fucking funny..

Lucifer:

It’s strange that you got sick, because in the Lost Paradise they provided you with proper preventive care and tempered you, among other things. But nothing can be done.

Seeing your condition, Licifer (who is probably well versed in medicine(?) seems like he should), I immediately understood the cause of my illness and sent you to rest. Buer and Marbas take care of your health. Lucifer silently watches this on the sidelines. He trusts his loved ones, so he doesn’t worry about you.

You would listen to his stories from the past, or terrible tales of hell that would hardly be read to human children. You listen to his gentle voice. He is so wonderful that he lulls you to sleep. Lucifer, although he does not know how to properly show his emotions, but he shows it well in caring. If he didn't care, he wouldn't do all this. I wouldn’t call you affectionately “Kid”, I wouldn’t stroke your head when you were about to fall asleep, smiling slightly. Looking at your closed eyes, Lucifer is glad that you are recovering quickly.

Part of the dialogue:

«Lucifer strokes MC's head, smiling slightly. This smile is noticeable, but makes you feel inspired. Buer, standing nearby, smiles, feeling happy for his king»

Lucifer: Well... You'll hear a better story

Suddenly the door opens and Gamigin bursts into the room, holding tangerines in his hands»

Gamigin: MC, are you sick??

Buer: Shhhh!!!

Gamigin: Oh, oh.. sorry..

Belphegor:

He didn't even know that you were sick until he found out from Gusion, who accidentally turned the phrase "I have to go to MC and ask how he/she is feeling". After that, Belphegor was silent for a minute, and then, half asleep, he asked, “What about MC?”

Upon learning that you are not feeling well, Belphegor will order you to be brought to his room immediately. It was unexpected. But as you sat on his bed, Belphegor sluggishly opened his eyes. Looking at you, he blinked a couple of times, and then called you over. Suddenly he pulls you into his arms. He sits half-sitting, and you lie on his friend. Your body is burning due to the temperature, which is why his body seems so cool.

You involuntarily reach out to him and soon you fall asleep in his arms. You and him will only be there for important matters. For you, these are medicines and food and water, but for Belphegor, important political matters. The remaining time you spend almost in one position. Long rest helped you recover.

Part of the dialogue (situation):

«MC lies in an embrace with Belphegor.Harumon sat comfortably somewhere next to them. He purred quietly, creating an even warmer atmosphere. They are both drooling over their 200th dream. Beleth cannot resist taking a photo of this beautiful scene. He sends the photo to the nobility. Someone was touched, but someone (Gusion) didn’t even answer because he was working»

That's all! I went to bed because after this ton of water my brain became like jelly.

It's my opinion. Thanks for reading!

[phasmophobia-territory]

"Don't fall in love with him." [anime | demons + vampires]

Shiki Natsumezaka | Dance with Devils

"Poor little you. I'll break you gently."

Belphegor | Obey Me

"Seeing a human face twisted in pain like this... Why, it's so exhilarating I can barely contain the laughter."

Reiji Sakamaki | Diabolik Lovers

"Know your place, human. I will not tolerate disobedience. Learn to fear me, more and more!"

Dio Brando | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

“Most men’s hearts are restrained by mortal, recoiling in fear from the fabulous fruits of evil.”

Sebastian Michaelis | Black Butler

"Humans are easily tempted. When they are poised on the edge of hellish despair, and a spider-thin thread of salvation presents itself, they will invariably grasp it. No matter the human."

Alucard | Hellsing Ultimate

"Silence! I'm a dog, then you're dog food."

Griffith/Femto | Berserk

"My dream can only be realized by building upon their corpses. It’s a blood smeared dream, after all."

♡notes: just a compilation of problematic anime men that you totally shouldn't simp for, demon + vampire edition! i've had this in my drafts for way too long so i'm just gonna dump it out now♡

♡i will to write for all of these guys, btw! except maybe Griffith, fuck Griffith, man♡

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[bite-sized-devil]

💕 Love letters 💕

Written as an add on to @crazyyanderefangirlfan idea posted here

Summary: yeah as if I'm writing that, check out the original post if you want info. And then hit like and reblog because it was such a good idea! Love you Yan 💕💕

Lucifer: Little dove, I see the effort you put into your studies and extracurricular activities. Your achievements should fill you with pride, as having you as part of my family fills me with pride. Forgive me, love. You mean the world to me.

Mammon: If I'd a known those notes were from you MC I wouldn'ta reacted so dumb like! I fish'd 'em outta the garbage, just so ya know. They're keep'n Goldie company. Say, you wouldn't wanna write another one would ya? I'll keep it like it's my most prized possession. Like how I'd keep you. I love you

Leviathan: My first stalker turns out to be you MC? That's like, straight out of one of my favourite animes where the hero keeps getting these notes left for him to find and it turns out to be his childhood friend who he's been in love with for years but he was scared she didn't feel the same- anyway I miss you MC, please come play games with me again. I won't stop sending you these little notes until you agree! I neeeeeeeeed my player two.

Satan: Dearest MC, I am filled with the utmost rage and regret at my inability to determine that those notes were from you. Please accept my most humble apology, I'm sorry my love. Going forward I would request that you sign them, not necessarily in your name but a simple signature so that I can determine their origin. For example: signed kitten. Yours eternally, Satan.

Asmo: Screaming! Crying! MC! You are such a naughty little thing, sending me love notes and not signing your name. How am I supposed to know which of my admirers they were from? Darling, next time you want to write me a note, just come to my door. Let's save the trees and skip the paper altogether. Love letters are so much more fun when they are written in kisses on the naked skin. 😘😘

Beel: Doesn't write you a note, comes to you in person later that night standing in your doorway. He's so big but looks so small in that moment, giving you puppy dog eyes as he clutches your smaller hands in his. "MC are you really over us? Because I'm not over you. I'm in love with you, I want you. Always. I kept every note you gave me. I knew they were from you, I know your hand writing and I know your scent. Please forgive my brothers, they're sorry, I know they are."

Belphegor: I'm always making mistakes with you MC, would you forgive me again? Please, I'll beg if I have to. Can I make it up to you? I'll do anything for you, kill for you, give you anything you want. Just, say you'll forgive me. I keep having nightmares about you leaving me, forgetting about me, hating me, and yet it's still not as hellish as hearing you say you're over me. I'm sorry MC, I took you for granted and swear to you I never will again.

What do you think Yan? Begging is a good colour on them. Kinda dig that 😅☺️😘

@delphi-dreamin @sassykattery @alexxavicry @your-next-daydream @rosanism @marvelous-maniac @i-hardly-know @kyungjoon-do @ria-demon29 @itsmeninerz @allielozoya @spookyscaryskeletonn @zarakem @tea-time-writes @ladyofcrowsx-deactivated2023040 @yuujispinkhair @attic-club-sandwich @whimsiecat @bontensbabygirl @beelzebubneedsabeelzehug @lostsomewhereinthegarden @simpsations @randomnerdthingz @weeb24555

[thunderlightning351]

Gym Buddies (Beelzebub x MC (self insert) x Diavolo) P1

It was another bright and beautiful day in the Devildom, Clover, originally a human transfer student had long since graduated, deciding to stay in the devildom, as she found peace in the hellish place. 

The morning went as it normally did, everyone got up early and gathered around the dining table before one of the brothers would go and make breakfast and coffee. In today's case it was Beelzebubs turn, the avatar of gluttony; after saying good morning he went to the kitchen and set to work, everyone else now expecting large portions for the morning which they would definitely need, especially Clover. 

As expected, the meal was huge, several trays of sausages, bacon, eggs, hashbrowns and pancakes; Beel had really outdone himself this morning and most of the food was left untouched which was a funny yet rare case from the glutton. Everyone served themselves their portion, something everyone had grown accustomed to after a failed attempt of one slightly clumsy human trying to dish up food on eight separate plates. 

Clover hummed as she served herself breakfast, several eggs, pancakes and bacon, the main go to during the situation. Looking around at the brothers she smiled warmly, already hearing chatter between Satan and Asmodeus while Lucifer tried to stop himself from bickering with mammon. A wise idea. Beel looked over at Clover, admiring her silently before perking up when Leviathan asked about everyone's plans for the day. Mammon and Asmo were going shopping together, Lucifer had to do some work for Diavolo, Belphegor was going to nap, Satan was going with Levi to a bookstore, their reasons similar yet opposite and then Beel spoke up between mouthfuls of food. “I’m going to be in the gym for a few hours, weights this time” he stated as if it were second nature, clover then perked up. “Oh! I’ll come with, I want to get some cardio in'' For a human she wasn’t the fittest person the brothers had ever seen, they loved her how she was but wouldn’t stop her from doing as she pleased, with some restrictions of course. 

Beel smiled and nodded quietly in her direction before the room went quiet, everyone focusing on breakfast, enjoying the food on their plates; any leftovers would surely be eaten later in the day anyways. Slowly one by one the brothers finished and departed from the table to attend to their plans, Beel rose and went to Clover, taking her empty plate before she could stand “I got it” he mumbled before gathering the rest and taking them to the kitchen to be cleaned later on. Once he returned he walked with Clover to the home gym, recently having better equipment put in because some of the machines couldn’t take Beels strength or weight limit. With a smile they went into separate changing rooms, getting into their gym clothes before remeeting in the middle of the room. Clover took a breath “Right, well I’ll be on the treadmill for a little while then” Beel nodded silently in response, eyes watching as she turned around and walked to the equipment, it took a moment for him to shake his head and snap out of the trance like gaze before going and collecting some hefty dumbbells from the stands; eventually he took a seat on one of the benches and focused on arm curls, all the while watching Clover as she started at a walking pace on the treadmill.

As time slowly carried on and the workouts commenced Beel found himself unable to look away from Clover, unsure if it was his growing infatuation for the human or the need to make sure she was safe while working out, either way he was watching, smiling softly to himself as they continued. Beel soon finished his reps and out the dumbbells away at this opint clover had worked up to a jog in a small incline to push herself however that was short lived as she soon jumped off, going to the gym fridge and immediately drinking from a bottle of water from the inside. Feeling refreshed she approached Beel who was now sitting on the bench press station, she sat on the mat beside the equipment, looking up at him fondly, sweat already showing on both of their bodies. 

The two sat quietly for a moment before the girl piped up “Need me to spot you?” She asked, kindness laced throughout her soft voice, Beel was about to speak before the gym door opened and closed. In walked Lord Diavolo, in full gym gear, looking around before spotting the pair and walking over with a grin. Clover was confused about the Demon lords presence but shook it off as it was common that Beel would invite Diavolo to join him if no one else would, or if Diavolo remarkably had time off from his regular duties and today was one such day. “Good to see you both” Diavolo stated, dropping his bag off to the side, he then walked behind the gear, ready to spot Beel as the ginger demon got prepared to bench press the weight above him. Clover shrugged her shoulders, used to the boys just getting to business as it was. 

She slowly moved away, deciding to focus on doing stretches and several yoga poses, relaxing her body after doing the cardio, with fond eyes she watched the two boys go at it, Beel, as usual did an incredible job, unafraid to show his strength in the gym setting while Diavolo watched over him carefully, prepared to do anything if Beel needed him. It was a rather attractive sight. Likewise for the boys watching Clover over sparing glances made their bodies feel hot, thoughts hazy while watching her stretch carefully, almost elegantly. After several impressive reps the boys swapped over, Diavolo on the bench and Beel spotting for the young lord, Diavolos strength was also a sight to behold, benching almost the same as Beel if not a few barely a few kgs less. Clover soon finished up her yoga, taking a good fifteen minutes to relax and ease her body from the stress of the previous cardio, she sat up and watched Diavolo do the last of his reps before the prince set the bar back on the stand and got up, him and beel clapping each other on the backs for such a good workout, albeit a little short but just enough for the two of them.

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[gethellbcnt-m]

It's not often that Belphegor chooses to show skin to the public, for he knew how the night could turn out if he exposed his skin for too long. but, Asmodeus had given the goat-demon a pep-talk that lifted his spirits higher than the heavens, assuring him that his performance won't last long enough for his presence to cause a stir with his drug-infused odor. After all, you miss all the shots you don't take, right ? So, he waits for their cue to take the stage, watching on as the tail-end of the previous performer's segment comes to an end, and when the tailed demon takes the stage he takes full advantage of his surroundings. between the poles, lights, and his power, his body remembers the motions and moves of party days long-past, relishing in the attention of the audience during his few minutes in the spotlight. And boy does he SING !

I am in sooo much trouble Busted, arrested, guilty Oh! You got me Again...

I'm busted, arrested So guilty, you got me There's no excuse for me

I'm busted, arrested So guilty, you got me There's no escape from here

I thought I'd have my way with it I only meant to play with it I almost had a day with it I couldn't get away with it

You got me in trouble I'm in trouble yet again You got me in trouble So much trouble yet again, oh

Again and again and again, trouble Again and again and again, trouble

You're busted, arrested So guilty, I got you There's no excuse for you

You're busted, arrested So guilty, I got you There's no escape, it's true

@overangeled @raven-hellish-imp @voxxcd @dancingdevildemon @seven-circlllxs @gethellbcnt @kakodaimones @odiumfidei @peppy-jester

[malak-ballari]

BELPHEGOR — SIXTH ARCHDEMON OF SLOTH

The ghostly apparition that stands behind the clergy of Hell.

The low hum of a nightjar stirs you in your sleep

Don’t open your eyes

[amoransia]

I am now 99.9% sure the snails reference Belphegor, Lord of Sloth.

To begin with, I think that Belphegor is the figure we see within the boy's heart/mind during episode 31. It would explain why Beelzebub was kicked off his mind, being someone strong enough to fight back against another Demon Lord invading the boy's mind.

He also seems to recognize him, for that matter.

Belphegor being the mysterious figure within the boy's heart would also explain why there are snails nearby his heart as well, as snails seem to symbolize laziness. (Similar to the painting from episode 10).

His figure is also similar to one of a snail, though maybe it's just me?

In any case, it's almost assuredly the one invading the boy's mind and corrupting his view of the world is the Lord of Sloth.

To add onto the whole sloth madness, since he's in the boy's mind/heart, he's possibly the one making the boy, or at least enforcing, have a literally hellish view of the world.

Implied by these two panels of someone (who is most likely Belph) telling him that the world is twisted and covering his eyes to signify the altering of his views.

Finally, there's another theory a JP fan on Twitter posted. Here's an MTL translation since I can't be bothered to translate it properly for now:

It regards the identity of the author of File 11, an extra that came literally right after the chapter with the cross-filled heart with the snails painting. Aruma has a tendency of putting the extra pages right after a chapter related to it, so we can assuredly bet the diary has something to do.

Here's the extra:

Notice the "he loves me deep in his heart"? Considering there's literally snails in his heart, and the way he covered his eyes... Well, take that as you will. It's just a theory. Also, I checked the raws as well, and it's quite literally what it says, so no fear of mistranslation (as far as my japanese skills can see).

Considering it comes right after the chapter Mr. Priest draws the current state of his heart, it's not unlikely to think it's somehow linked.

The poster also mentions that the way of talking in the extra and the way of talking of the figure are similar, so it could be the same person?

Anyway, I love the implications of a Demon Lord having met the Boy first and him not even remembering. Belphegor is literally rotting him inside out.

[projectbluearcadia]

Fear Nothing And Advance, Run Run Run

Diavolo: Barbatos, please, this is unnecessary...

Barbatos: My lord, I don’t think you understand the depths of just how bad this is. 

Diavolo: There’s no reason to talk about “disposing” of Anne like she’s a threat. 

Barbatos: The previous demon lord had people like her killed! Have you ever stopped to consider why that might be!?

Barbatos’ tail thrashes even as Diavolo’s eyes narrow. 

Diavolo: I don’t base my decisions off of his. 

Barbatos: I know how you feel about him. But a very long time ago, the entire Devildom was nearly enslaved by a Queen Succubus, and he took measures to stop it. 

Diavolo: So what? Was she a good ruler?

Barbatos: That’s irrelevant. My lord, you cannot be subjugated by her. 

Diavolo: I fail to see the problem. 

Barbatos: Listen to yourself! You’re undermining your authority as prince! Don’t you realize that she could tell you to die, and the Devildom would be left without its ruler?! Your dreams would fall to dust! For the Devildom’s sake, you don’t even have an heir! 

Diavolo: ...

Diavolo stares down at the table. 

Diavolo: You... really don’t trust Annelie, do you?

Barbatos: Why would I? Her loyalty lies with Lucifer, not with you. If it ever happens that she has to choose between you two, she will inevitably choose him. 

Diavolo: ...

Barbatos: Belphegor, stop eavesdropping and get in here. 

Belphie: Geez, do you have eyes in the back of your head or something? Actually, no, don’t answer that. 

Diavolo: Belphegor? 

Belphie yawns and steps into the room, still in a maid uniform.  

Belphie: Hi. 

Diavolo: Did both of you recover?

Belphie: No, Barbatos just cut my balls off. 

Diavolo: He what?

Belphie: I’m kidding. Though I almost wish he’d done that instead, honestly. That tea he made was hellish. 

Barbatos: And it only lasts a week, so go back to the library. 

Belphie: Well, about that. I think the last demon lord was pretty adamant that Queen Succubus records were destroyed, because there’s nothing in that library. 

Barbatos: Nothing?

Belphie shakes his head, and Barbatos places his hand against his eyes and turns his head towards the ceiling with a sigh. 

Barbatos: How are we supposed to receive an exchange student in this state...

Belphie: An exchange student?

Diavolo: You fell asleep during the meeting again, didn’t you?

Belphie: I haven’t been at the student council meetings in the past month, remember?

Diavolo: Ah... sorry. Well, I’m planning on bringing a normal human here. 

Belphie: Define normal. 

Diavolo: One that hasn’t been surgically altered by Solomon’s magic. 

Belphie: Ah. 

Diavolo: And the human exchange program will go on as planned. We’ve already pushed it back once, and I won’t have it delayed further. Anne’s name is still hot with gossip as a former human that earned her way into the court, and I fully intend to strike while they’re still talking about how attractive she is in her Devilgram photos. 

Barbatos: But—

Diavolo: Annelie has nothing to do with this. We bring the candidate in by the end of next week. 

Barbatos hesitates before he sighs. 

Barbatos: I understand. 

Diavolo: And bring me the paperwork to form the HDRA. Solomon can talk to me, but Anne stays in charge of the project. And I want you to tell her. 

Barbatos: Nice try. She’s not getting her hands on me. 

Belphie: ...text her, idiot. 

Diavolo: That is what I meant. 

Barbatos: ...apologies.

[roselyn-writing]

When a rose turns black chapter 12

A/N: Hello! Gorgeous people! It’s been a while since I didn’t write wartb, This Chapter is centered around Raqoul The demon of desolation, the chaos bringer, so here is chapter 12! Hope you like it 🖤🖤✨

“Our deeds”

In Malrūn city there is a place called Barhout Valley, where there is a well called also Barhout In it, Raqoul was standing there looking inside the well of Barhout. He knew that it would be very dangerous for him to look inside the well because it is so dark that you can’t see anything inside the well. There is only one case when you can see inside the well, that is where the sun is directly above the well.

“Well, well, well” Raqoul started looking at the well. “If it isn’t the infamous Barhout’s well..” He continued, he has mixed emotions for Bahrout well, One of his ancestors is being tortured in this well, as well as the vilest souls of humans and demons alike.

Legends say that long ago King Yadae had hidden all his treasures and possessions in this well, and he commanded the strongest genies to guard it. Therefore, It had been guarded and dangerous for other people who want to have his treasures.

“Well, I’m not that dumb to believe in a legend!” Raqoul spat, with a wave of his hand he commanded the dark arts of chaotic energy to dwell into the well further and unleash a strong force that freed the vilest of souls as undead revenants.

“Go forth my minions! Spread chaos in the cities!” Raqoul barked at the undead army of revenants.

Surprisingly, they obeyed Raqoul, the one who freed them from this hellish nightmare, and In gratitude, they pledge their allegiance to serve him.

“Good,” Raqoul smiled in pure satisfaction.

They marched to the cities to spread chaos as their leader ordered them to, and the unspeakable horror and chaos they caused into these. unfortunate cities.

All this chaos, blood, and pain, increases Raqoul's powers, After all; He is the demon of chaos.

“Ahh Chaos! My birthright!” Raqoul mused, He is so content with the undead army of revenants.

“They. Have potential~” he Marvelled.

As always there is certain “someone” who loves to spoil his mood, and that is the annoying succubus of Malrūn, She is Vamonessyia.

“Greetings Brother of mine~,” Vamonessyia says Lustfully.

“Ugh, Go away gnat!” Raqoul spat at her.

“Awwh~ Still trying to make me leave you alone? Ha! No!” She mused as she gives him her known “love you” smile.

“Ew, Go away!” Raqoul Snarled at her, he didn’t want to hit her, not because she is a female, but because she is half Lucifer- half Souma blood, he doesn’t want his hands to get dirty with her “Lucifer blood”. He hates Lucifer and his children with all his heart, He remembers how he betrayed the godfather of all demons and genies.

Most of the genies and demons didn’t give a crap about the death of Souma, But to Raqoul it is very personal, the news shocked him, shook his core, and changed him forever. Although that Raqoul was a child back there, from the moment of his birth he has a room of respect for Souma in his heart.

His half-brothers didn’t care about their godfather's death either, Mammon the demon of greed didn’t give a damn about his death, and neither Belphegor nor Beelzebub care about their godfather's death, If anything, they only loved and fear for their lives. As for Asmodeus (the demon of lust), He Secretly cared, but didn’t show it, because he is a stoic demon.

Surprisingly, The only demoness who showed sadness is Vamonessyia herself; That alone shocked Raqoul, because there is no way that she shows emotions, not for her victims or lovers. But.. he was shocked, he rarely shows emotions. Either than anger and harshness.

Raqoul left his room to go to his favourite place in the castle, a room, a room where he hid the most valuable possession of him, it was a full portrait of his godfather Souma, the first demon, the father of all demons, even Lucifer himself. The latter killed Souma.

“O Godfather Where art thee now?” Raqoul started, As he gently touched the portrait.

It was the only thing he has of Souma, if he hadn’t saved the portrait from being destroyed by Lucifer's orders, he would have lost it forever,

Thankfully, he was smart enough to steal before they had the chance to destroy it.

“I missed thee” Raqoul conceded in a sincere tone, it was one of those rare times where he confessed something; but only to himself!

He quickly moved his hand away from the portrait and left to see what Lucifer had been up to.

Raqoul will have his revenge no matter what!

Hadi Aepel couldn’t contain his happiness when he went to his house gates, he is so happy that he can’t wait to see his family, his parents, his brother and sister, and his wife and daughter.

“Finally! I’m home” Hadi muttered softly and happily.

As soon as Hadi passed the gates, His brother Massoud saw him and greeted him

“Salam! Brother!” Massoud Greeted his brother

“Wa Ealaykum Alsalam Brother, Glad that I’m back!” Hadi greeted back and hugged his brother.

Moments later, their parents Alii Aepel and Salwa Aepel came to see what was happening. They are greeted by the sight of their son in front of them and he is hugging his younger brother.

His father said happily “Son! Thank god you returned to us safe and sound!” Then he hugged his older and firstborn son.

Salwa shed tears of happiness, as a stoic woman she can’t touch or hug her son in public, she has a great image to maintain. But it is enough with smiling and shedding tears of joy.

Then Farrah and Aliyaa Came “Darling!” Farrah Called and she hugged him.

“I missed you all,” Hadi told in a soft tone, he looked at all of his family, gathered and they were happy that he is back, except for one that is looking in the shadows, his sister, Novelyn. She hated her family and seeing them happy. And she will have her revenge on them. But she faked her happiness when Hadi saw her and greeted her, and she faked other things too.

“Salam brother!” She greeted with a fake smile.

Then all in the town knew of Hadi’s Homecoming and they have a reason to celebrate and share their neighbors, The Aepel family happiness.

After all, all Virginian people Were and always will be one hand.

Ashure... There is little what people know of him, other than; he is a mage, a terrible, evil mage.

Many people tried to find him and hunt him, but as always he always survived and scurry away from them, formerly he lived in a city called Al-tunor, and now he lives in Omenvalley, the paradise of mages and evildoers.

No matter how Ashure and his alikes felt safe, what goes around comes back around, Karma; Is gonna come to them.

“Screw it,” Ashure cursed loudly,” Life is always gonna screw me around,” He continues.

Some people either changed for the good or stay and get even worse, Ashure is the latter type, he didn’t change, Because he didn’t want to, Someday... He will feel the pain that he caused others.

The news of the undead army conquering other cities spread like wildfire in the superior halls and other cities of Virginia.

“Sire Aham!” Kilam Called,” Sire Aham! The City of No’arah is in grave danger!” He continues as he took a breath.

“Kilam! Speak!” Aham ordered, His tone shows concern.

“An undead army attacked the city of No’Arah!” Kilam whimpered that the violence and the destruction he saw is too much for his sensitive soul, although he is a strong superior, he is still a sensitive and caring person.

“That’s abhorred,” Aham uttered, But he quickly take action.

Aham wore his war garments and the others followed suit, Sire Russell, Sire Mervyn, Sire Noah, and Sire Malcolm, Norman. All dressed in their war garments to protect the cities from the undead army of revenants.

“Sire Aham... There is something I didn’t tell you..” Sire Kilam conceded, and he awaits Sire Aham's response.

“And what is that?” Sire Aham questioned.

“The undead army.. the reek of Barhout energy..” Kilam replied dryly.

“Oh no…” Aham gasped in utter horror.

Both Kilam and Aham Cringed at the mention of Barhout, They know from old tales, it is a place where the vilest of souls live there tormented eternally.

“Embrace for a battle!” Aham Ordered again.

All the superiors marched to Al No’arah, The superiors carry the holiest light and the purest of magic. Aham uses his strongest light magic to eliminate the undead army of revenants that wreak havoc upon the city of No’arah.

“Holy Light Orb!” Aham shouted as he used magic to create an orb of holy light that easily eliminated the undead army of revenants. He witnessed as their skeletons and skulls were shattered and scattered then burned down as they wail in pain and agony.

With a quick movement of his hand, he undid the damage that the undead army of revenants did. No’Arah now is destroyed and a land of destruction. He watched as his holy magic return the life of this dead land, now No’arah as it was before, the green flourishing, the homes are back and the air is clean.

Aham returned to earth and he prayed for mercy for the lost pure souls of Virginians who died protecting their land, and mercy for these vile souls that dared to wreak havoc upon peaceful lands and lives.

“O Remained One please grant mercy,” Aham prayed.

His answer was a light that cut through the darkened skies and made a way for the sun to shine.

In these times one can only pray for peace and mercy.

It’s been a long time since I wrote a chapter this amusing! I hope you like my writing! Xoxo ❤️❤️❤️💋💋💋💋

[so-this-is-hell]

whats the relationship each deadly sin has with eachother? Besties or are just togehter for hellish stuff?

Depends on the sins in general.

Asmodeus, Belial and Belphegor are second generation sins so they obviously stick together. None of them know how heaven was like and thus they can’t really connect with the older sins.

Lucifer is pretty distant with the others in general but that’s more because of their more distant personality, they rather just oversee hell and personally torture the occasional sinner.

I plan to make a chart for the exact relations but it’s easier to say “it’s complicated and messy” as these bitches are thousands if not millions of years old.

[disneyfangrl100]

Chapter Eleven: A Hellish Reunion

Quasi paced back in forth in his room contemplating what he should do after seeing the events he’d witnessed. “I should tell someone. Charlie or my dad. No Charlie already tried to interfere and it just made things worse and I don’t want to bother dad with this he’s busy. But what can I do?”

“You could tell him how you feel. That would be a start.” Quasi blushed. “But it’s so hard!” Quasi sighed.

“Thats it whatever happens tonight I’m telling him!” However it would have to wait until tonight. Today he would be doing something he’d promised himself he’d never do (again anyways). Today he was going to visit his stepfather on the pride prison. Every level of hell had a punishment level for the worst sinners.

His stepfather was on the pride punishment level. Despite the fact he felt he should be on the lust punishment level for how he treated his sister and Esmeralda. Each ring was ruled over by a demon that represented each of the seven sins… unfortunately all of the sins happened to be his family. His uncle, Asmodeus was in charge of the lust ring as well as its punishment level, His aunt Beelzebub ran gluttony, his uncle Mammon (who found incredibly annoying just by watching his ads) ran Greed, his uncle Satan was in charge of wrath, Leviathan was in charge of Envy and Belphegor was in charge sloth.

He’d visited his uncle Asmodeus a few times trying to meet the rest of his family while also trying to ask his uncle advice on the subject of love since he himself had a boyfriend. His uncle was dating a weird part robot in clown named Fizzarolli or fiz for short. They seemed happy but he’d been a little uncomfortable at first to talk about these things. Though his uncle’s soft spoken tone calmed him enough that he was able to open up to him about his crush on Angel.

Though knowing what he knew now his uncle would be enraged to find out how Valentino treated Angel… not to mention the love potions he sold on the side. As his uncle put it Lust and love were all about consent otherwise it wasn’t lust… it was rape. He’d only spoken with Aunt Beelzebub once when his uncle Asmodeus or “Ozzie” as he preferred to be called had taken to a party his aunt was hosting.

His aunt Bee was surgery sweet and full of energy. She also talked a lot. But she was probably his favorite aunt ever! He hadn’t met his other relatives. He’d seen his uncle Mammon from his ads and decided to avoid meeting him. As for his other relatives he hadn’t met them yet.

His uncle, Satan sounded a little bit intense considering the sin he represented. Leviathan also scared him as he kept imagining a giant snake which freaked him out. As for His aunt Belphegor… she was the sin of Sloth and from what aunt bee had told him she was pretty laid back so he’d hopefully visit her soon. However he still wished he could hand Frollo over to his uncle Ozzie.

His uncle had apparently even offered to take him after hearing what he did to Charlie but decided to his father handle it. Considering his father, Lucifer was the sin of pride. After all… pride is what got him cast out from heaven. He waited at the door before the guard cleared him in. If Charlie knew where he was she’d be furious.

The first time he’d visited his former stepfather he’d yelled and freaked out. However that had been a month ago. His stepfather was a completely different man. His stepfather didn’t even look human anymore. He looked like a classic depiction of a demon.

He had red skin and glowing gold eyes. Curved black horns sprouted from a messy crop of white hair. He wore a black prison jumpsuit his clawed hands in shackles. “Well, well well, if isn’t the prince of hell. Come to mingle with the commoners… your majesty?”Frollo said mockingly.

Quasi’s eyes flashed red but he managed to keep his composure. “I heard you tried to escape.” Frollo chuckled. “Tried to I did! Not that it did me any good I barely made it to the gate before the seraphim cast me back down to this… hell hole!”

“Because you belong down here… or did you forget how you treated me.” Frollo sighed. “You know what I learned boy?”

“What? That you’re a pain in my a- “That you’re right.” Quasi blinked slowly taken aback as he tried to process what he’d just said. “Wha… what?”

He was in shock. “Did he just say I’m right?! It’s got to be a trick right… right?!”

“You’re right. I treated you like garbage. I was a pretty shitty father.”

“You weren’t my father! You abused me! Do you have any idea the literal hell you put me through?! And you expect me to forgive you…just like that?!”

“I never asked for your forgiveness… I was just saying you were right. Am I not allowed to voice my own opinion?” Quasi shook his head confused tears in his eyes. “Just stop talking… I don’t want to hear anymore!” Frollo shrugged.

“Fine. I don’t care. It’s not like I’m going anywhere.” Quasi sighed frustrated. He couldn’t believe his stepfather had changed within a full month.

It was impossible… what could have happened to him down here to change him so drastically? “You know what else I learned down here?” Frollo said smugly as he reclined back in his chair. “I’ve learned that once you’re down here it doesn’t matter what you do… what sin you commit down here. You’re never going to be allowed into heaven so you might as well just Sin to your hearts content.”

“After all… we’re all demons it’s what we’re good at… but you should know better than anyone… after all your related to the sins… aren’t you?” Quasi glared at him. “I don’t have time for this I have to- what where’s the rush? You don’t have a hot date do you?” Frollo smirked when quasi twitched slightly.

“Oh… oh dear you do…don’t you? “Who is she?” Quasi turned to leave. “I have to go.” Frollo grinned.

“Oh pardon me. I think I meant to say who is “he”?” Quasi growled. “That’s none of your business!” Frollo laughed.

“My… haven’t we been a naughty boy. Of course you’d end up being gay. I’m Pansexual you asshole he… could have been a she why do you care?” Frollo laughed. “Just tell me?Who is he?”

“I don’t have to tell you anything!” Frollo shrugged. “Fine… doesn’t matter… I will find out eventually… though for now it seems our time is up.” Frollo said as the guard opened the door. “Good. I don’t know what game you’re playing but you can’t fool me. You’ll never change!”

Frollo stared up at his step-son as his face disappeared behind the large steel door. “If only that were true boy.” Frollo said sounding sad as he was enveloped in the darkness of his cell.

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“Was I imagining things? He actually sounded… sad. Have I made I mistake?” Quasi shook his head. No he got what he deserved.”

But part of him still felt conflicted. Luckily he ran into literal distraction. He was passing by the open door of a club when he saw Angel dancing on the stage inside. A crowd of demons gathered around the stage as he danced around a pole. Quasi watched, mesmerized.

He’d never seen this side of Angel. It only made his feelings for him that much stronger. When Angel finished his dance quasi decided to slip out of the club however Angel had spotted him chasing after him. By the time Angel had caught up with him he was already a good bit away from the club which was good so they wouldn’t be bothered by fans.

“Quasi!” Turned around finally noticing Angel. “A-Angel?”

“What the hell I’ve been trying to catch up with ya’ for a quarter of a block… why you avoiding me?” Quasi turned bright red. “Who me? I’m not avoiding anything? Why would I be avoiding you?” Angel frowned.

“Alright spill it!” Quasi sighed. The truth is… quasi hesitated but then he came up with the perfect excuse. “I went to see my step father today.”

“The one who hit you?”

“Yeah.” Quasi chuckled you know he actually had me convinced he’d changed… but I know better. He’ll never change.” Angel patted him on the back. “Let’s go home.”

“I’d like that.” Quasi said smiling. “I saw you at the club. Did you catch my show?”

“Oh… well I did.” He said awkwardly. “Y-you’re a very good dancer.” Angel laughed at how red his face was turning.

When they got back to the hotel he went straight up to his room. However Angel grabbed his hand before he could open the door. “Quasi?” He turned bright red. “Y-yes?” Angel guided him into the room as he shut the door and locked it.

Quasi turned even redder as he stumbled over his words. “I-I should go.” Angel blocked the door. “Not until you tell me what’s going on. You’ve been avoiding me don’t think I haven’t noticed! So what the hell is going on with you?”

Quasi covered his ears. “Quasi answer me? Quasi- I LOVE YOU!” Quasi finally blurted out. Angel blinked taken aback.

Quasi sighed. “I’m in love with you… I felt this way for a while.” Angel sighed. “Then why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I was ashamed… and embarrassed and… confused. I’d never felt this feeling for another man it felt… it felt scary. My stepfather, when he was alive always told me that feeling this way for another man was a sin. But you were so beautiful and I’m- the prince of hell?” Angel said smiling.

Quasi sighed. “You know what I meant. I’m ugly. I’m sorry. Angel sighed. “Yer’ not ugly Quas… far from it.”

Yer’ beautiful in your own way. Yer’ smart and funny and kind… I mean my name’s not even really Angel and yer’ more of an Angel than I’ll ever be… and i ain’t talking literally either.” Quasi smiled wiping a tear out of his eyes.

“You mean it?” Angel nodded. “I do.” Angel sighed. “Look Quas… I’m flattered… and I really like you but… I can’t.” Quasi sighed.

“I understand.”

“It’s not you. It’s my boss. He’s not like you. I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“I’m not afraid of that dumb moth!”

“How’d you know he was a moth.”

“From the posters around town.” Quasi said as an excuse. “He’s more than your boss isn’t he?” Angel suddenly looked angry. “That ain’t your business.”

“Well maybe I don’t want to see you get hurt either!”

“What’s that supposed ta’ mean?” Quasi flinched. “I…I- have you been following me? Angel said outraged. “I only followed you once I swear! I was worried about you I didn’t mean to… to… what the hell did you see! Answer me!”

“I’m sorry.” Quasi sobbed as he fell to his knees covering his face. Angel felt betrayed but no matter how angry he was he couldn’t stay mad at him. He’d only been trying to help. “Ah come here.”

“Stop yer’ cryin’ I’m not mad.” Angel said pulling him close. Quasi flinched unsure of what was going on. “You’re… you’re not mad?” Angel grinned.

“Nah you were just trying to do the right thing. Just promise not to do anything stupid ‘kay” Quasi wiped his tears away. “I promise.” Quasi stood up to leave but Angel grabbed his arm. “I wasn’t lying though. I do like you… a lot.”

Quasi turned bright red. I… angel sat down on his bed patting a spot next to him. “Sit down.” Quasi flinched as Angel grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the bed. Quasi sat down awkwardly.

A-Angel I… before he could say anything Angel kissed him. Not roughly but gently on the lips. The kiss was long and felt like it would go on forever. “I can’t!” Quasi said pulling away shaking. Angel frowned.

“What? What’s wrong? I thought you liked me?” Quasi folded his arms. “I do… I really do. It just… well… I’ve never… Angel’s eyes widened. “Holy shit! You’ve never had sex before? You’re kidding.”

“I was raised in a church what do you think?” Angle laughed. “Yeah yer right I fergot about that.” quasi sighed. “It’s more than that… no one’s… ever treated me nicely before. I’ve always been hit or beaten I’m afraid of getting hurt again . Angel sighed. “Oh quasi. I’d never do that to you. I promise… look… we don’t have to do anything serious right away let’s start off with whatever makes you comfortable.”

“Well… could you…kiss me…again?” Angel laughed. “Sure why not.”

That night quasi fell asleep with Angel curled against his chest. He’d never thought it possible but here he was. He knew it would be a while before he got over his fear of intimacy but he was glad Angel was being patient with him. He sighed. But this was going to hurt worse than any beating he’d gotten from Frollo. “I’m sorry Angel I know I promised not do anything stupid but… it looks like I’m going to have to break that promise… I hope you’ll forgive me. I love you.”

He kissed Angel on the cheek as he flew out the window wings spread wide as he flew off into the night. Little did he realize his fears would only grow worse.

[king-of-wrath]

‘Ship Bias’

Satan x Belphegor (we don't have a design yet, but I imagine she's pretty and pink like her ring. The sheer contrast of aesthetics would amuse me)

Satan x Cherri Bomb (because they'd enable each other's destructiveness constantly. Then again, everyone headcanons her as lesbian)

Satan x Velvette (what could possibly go wrong?)

Satan x Verosika (the king of the ring deserves the queen of pop)

And of course, the Hellish Throuple: Satan x Lucifer (@infernal-dominion) x Lute (@kugel-bitch)