a/n: Side Characters + 3 Undateables ⋆˚꩜｡
Part 1 w/ the demon brothers HERE
Diavolo
Oh, he got that MONEY yk he got that fancy shit on
As a prince, he naturally maintains his appearances and has the finest selection of pajama sets you could imagine
Like, literally, his collection probably costs more than a couple of houses
I don't think he’s above sleeping shirtless from time to time
He loves cute things, so he definitely has a set of pajamas with a character he knows nothing about but thinks is adorable
Sleeps with no socks, he’s a free spirit
His favorite pajamas of all time are his matching pajama set w/ Lucifer
Barbatos
Ok, so he like canonically never really sleeps, like he doesn't even have a bed in his room type of never sleeping 😭
When he does sleep, however (lord knows he doesn't even have the time), this man is all about appearances and never falters from perfect
His sleepwear would be similar to what Diavolo wears, but it wouldn't be as “extravagant” (as a butler, he holds himself to standards but never any that outshine Diavolo)
All his pajama sets are made of silk and are elegant, but simple and concise
He never really falters from wearing dark green, so honestly I think he has multiple of one pair of dark green pajamas
He sleeps with socks, but typically pairs it with slippers because let’s be real, he’s not going to sleep for long and he’s going to have to get up after some dumb shit happens that he’s gonna need to fix
Mephistopheles
Here’s another bitch who has to be pretentious even when he is sleeping
If you thought Diavolo’s collection was expensive, his is even worse, he has that MONEY MONEY
All his pajama sets are made out of the most extravagant shit you could EVER think of, they are so irritatingly soft
If it gets hotter, he has a whole collection of pajama sets that include shorts
He owns a dad robe just like Lucifer for when it gets colder
He loves his little brother to death, so they have multiple matching sets together
Yo lowk he sleeps with multiple curlers in his hair just like how moms do in the cartoons
Don’t let him find out that Diavolo has a matching pajama set with Lucifer because he will throw a hissy fit and suddenly gift Diavolo a set that matches with him the next day
He sleeps with socks because, look at him, of course he does
Luke
Oh, he has the cutest pajama sets you've EVER seen
Though he likes to argue that he isn't a kid anymore (he is though, look at him, he’s baby), all his pajamas have the cutest designs or characters that he picked out or that Simeon bought for him
He owns multiple onesies (notably a dog one like in that one event), but he only wears them in the winter
He has matching pajamas with the rest of Purgatory Hall because oh my god that’s literally their son
Sleeps with fuzzy socks only because he deserves the best in the world
Simeon
He’s pretty basic with his sleepwear as he is with his regular clothing (excluding his angelic fit)
He wears mostly light-colored pajama sets that don’t stick out much
After living with Luke, he started buying pajama sets that are a bit more cutesy or feature a small character that reminds him of Luke
I feel like he’s the type to want to bundle up when sleeping, so I can see him wearing a sleep sweatshirt when it gets colder
He owns an animal onesie along with Luke and wears it whenever Luke does
He sleeps with socks
Raphael
Also very basic, along with Simeon, but he takes it too far; like, he goes to sleep looking like he came out of a magazine that promotes sleepwear
Like honestly I can just imagine him having one pajama set and just buying multiples of that one set just like Barbatos
The only thing that deviates from this is ONE, the matching set that Pugartory Hall has with Luke
And TWO, he has some sets that are a floral pattern (If I remember correctly, there was a chat log in NB mentioned he likes floral patterns or liked to sew them, regardless, it would fit him well)
He has a great interest in sewing, so his pajama sets are likely slightly worn/a little old, so he would just fix up any issues he has with them until he decides to buy a new one
He prioritizes functionality over the aesthetic of his sleepwear, so all his sleepwear is made of really good material but nothing too fancy
Sleeps with socks
Solomon
Here’s another bitch who sleeps at his desk instead of taking care of himself, so he mostly sleeps in whatever he’s wearing the day of (either his usual clothing or his RAD uniform)
He like, canonically doesn’t like the heat and blasts the AC in his room whenever it gets warmer, so whatever he wears to bed has to be breathable and lighter
THAT BEING SAID, he typically wears a plain pullover shirt with any pajama pants he has
Slightly boring, but he doesn’t seem like the type to buy anything special for pajamas and would instead go for something practical
Because of his shitty upbringing, I think he would prioritize the material of what he’s wearing to sleep rather than how it looks, so his pajamas are all made out of cotton
Wears socks because he’s an old man
Thirteen
Oh SHE is the definition of big shirt and no pants to bed
She always has an oversized graphic t-shirt on (bonus points if it’s off the shoulder) or tanktop when it gets hot
She ties up her hair in some sort of protective hairstyle for the next morning, or just throws it in a claw clip
When it gets colder, she is rocking those fuzzy pajama pants with any pattern she thinks is cute (let's be fr if RAD was a public school she pull up wearing pajama pants half of the time)
Socks are for nerds, she does NOT wear ts to bed
a/n: Sorry if there’s any weird spacing, it’s so hard to fix with all the photos 😭✌️ These are really fun for me to do SOO if you have any requests, let me know :)! Any constructive feedback is welcome.
Ok so... I can't stop reading Obey Me angst about Mammon and then some comfort here in tumblr (when some bloggers decide to contribute to my happiness), and I had this silly thought. We know demon's senses are sharper than cat's, right?
Mammon is actually a great big brother, and has a protective instinct that practically helps him be a good emotional support -he might be silly but that doesn't mean he is evil-. Mammon had actually dealt with his own anxious crisis, but hid it from his brothers because he is afraid of letting them see such a vulnerable side coming from him.
His behavior changes with you. He allows you to see his vulnerable side because he knows you aren't going to judge him if he cries feeling unloved or insecure for not being enough for his brothers. He might spill out some comments to make you forget those memories of him, but at the same time he is glad to have someone besides him that understands him and cares about him that deeply.
And he easily identifies when you are feeling anxious, faster than how his brothers can identify it. He is truly familiar with that feeling -and levi probably too, but this ain't about him- and he locks in when he senses you are starting to feel bad. No matter how much he was teasing you or talking about his belongings with so much greed, you come first. He literally drops everything he is doing or thinking about to walk you away to some quieter and calmed spot. Whenever he tries to comfort you, he starts stuttering and becoming slight nervous about your well being. There are times in which he is a mess with words, but there are others in which he can be helpful, it all depends on how much his thoughts are rising too. He holds your cheeks and asks you to breath, to focus on him and your surroundings. When he feels your heartbeat slowing down a bit, he asks you if you need anything at all. He can truly adapt to your needs. You need peace? You're going back home and cuddling with him on his bed until everything is alright. You need water? He is getting you as much liters as you need. You'd like to go for a walk? He is holding your hand the whole path to not lose you and make sure you feel safe. And he might buy any detail to see you smile. He is greedy for your smiles and always wants to see them -and be the reason for them-.
Hi Alex! I’ve been meaning to ask for your ranking of Beemoov’s LIs, from your favorite to least favorite, focusing on the characters themselves rather than their routes, and ranking them within their own games. Would that still count as a request? I’d still love to hear your thoughts on them :)
Hi hi!! I'm sorry I took too long to answer this. If I am not mistaken, you are asking me to rank the games and love interests, right? I sometimes forget the meaning of "LI" sobs. So everything is going to be my brutal opinion! I hope no one gets offended...
My ranking of Beemoov games and their love interests (based on what I think of the characters, not the routes!!) LONG POST
1: Eldarya The Origins – I’m absolutely biased by fantasy themes, so the moment I started playing it I fell in love with the story and its characters. I don’t know what else to say, everything is so grhrgrg. Even though there are scenes that lowk made me have the ick (I’m sorry, most of the intimate scenes were so awkward for me to read).
1- Valkyon: I found truly interesting how he slowly unfolded and revealed more about himself. And I like the kind of characters who seem intimidating but are actually the sweetest.
2- Ezarel: goofy boy, I love him. I laughed the most with his interactions, he’s cool.
3- Nevra: womanizer stereotype 1. At first I disliked him because these kind of characters make me uncomfortable: the one guy that knows he’s pretty enough to get into someone’s panties and let’s say… no, buddy. Not for me. I liked him more through the game tho, since some of his remarks were smart and some others funny.
3- Leiftan: I like how his story is written, I mean, the drama?? Pretty cool, and his character was truly cool on the first season. He’s like some sort of comfort character I believe ?? while the other guys have more marked personalities, his calm behavior is one that offers comfort during difficult situations and I like that.
2: Moonlight lovers – UNDERRATED. The way beemoov could’ve gotten good profit from this game if they just made a good PA system and maybe some mini games as in the other games. And hear me out, the character stories are soooo well written. A pity they allowed this game to sink.
1- Farah: WOOF WOOF WOOF MEOW
1- Aaron: there is a connection among my tastes… no but I like this chill man. Idk how to justify my opinion, he’s just the one I’d trust if I needed anything.
2- Beliath: womanizer stereotype 2 but I envy his hair a fucking lot and his design is both ugly but pretty idk??. I like the concept of him being a mix of incubus and vampire, plus the concept of him falling for someone after having such a complex mentality.
3- Ethan: at first I didn’t like that kind of character who is being rude to protect his vulnerability, but I kinda liked him as I played his route. And also as I kept playing, I liked him more because I found his interactions and comments funny .
4- Ivan: he reminds me of a dog with rabies. For me, he has gotten one of the best backstories of the game along with Ethan.
5- Vladimir: As a character, well… at first I found him boring, but I got to understand more his personality and depressive traits and I grew an inner affection towards him. I also believe that his illustrations are by far the most beautiful ones on the game.
5- Raphael: get over your ex before traumatizing me thanks. I haven’t played his route because I find him a little bit… boring… yet I’ve seen some videos and screenshots from people when the moonlight lovers fandom was more alive and they made those instagram accounts to post screenshots about certain routes (?? idk at least on the spanish fandom that did exist. And honestly, he’s just boring to me.
6- Neil: Just as with Raphael, I’ve seen some screenshots of his route. I might give it a try someday, but he doesn’t call my attention at all. I don’t know why, but I simply don’t like him, both for his personality and looks (sorry).
3: My Candy Love High School Life – Everything feels so nostalgic here sobs. I truly liked the story and the teenage drama. But there are some answers from the MC that are weird for me, mainly the ones regarding to Alexy’s sexuality.
1- Nathaniel: every time I try to play a new route I end up playing his route because I can’t help it… he, as a character, is truly interesting (by the story we get to know from him and how he ends up finally being himself on the other games.)
2- Armin: he’s cool and goofy.
3- Lysander: Idk what to comment about him, his design is cool. I like his personality too.
4- Castiel: No, I can’t stand him I’m sorry.
5- Kentin: I can get to understand that someone as a teen can get “obsessed” with their love interest and be tiring… but coming back from the military camp and first thing you do is kiss your bully??? 0 brain cells on that head. Also, I don’t really like his personality. He was my route at first, but after growing up, maturing and having some ideals for my ideal partner… replaying his route was cringe as hell for me.
4: Eldarya A New Era – I think it was cool that we finally went to Earth and found out how many shit was going on there.
1- Nevra: even I found genuinely dumb that he got mad at the beginning with us, I still find that his character development of becoming more serious was a good idea, because he lost his best friends -and partner for a while-. Idk I liked him more here than in the first game.
2- Lance: barked when I saw him.
3- Mathieu: I like his energy tbh, and I like that there’s a pure human among them.
4- Leiftan: flop for me. The one who needs comfort now is him. His design is so pretty in this season tho.
5: My Candy Love University Life – I got truly excited when the game was announced because my childhood game was literally growing up with me omg.
1- Nathaniel: ngl I got mad when I found out he was involved in so much shit like, no why whould you pick that path on life… but sososo happy to see him and see his change (and Amber’s change too!)
2- Priya: I’ve always liked her character and deeply wished she got a route since hsl… and we won! But at what price? As much as I like her, I can’t help but notice how whoever writes the script doesn’t really know how to write good and natural homosexual routes. I played her route and it feels as if the MC was a straight woman trying to date a woman, and her route kinda feels like it was added to be inclusive. But this is something I’d spend a long while talking about, so I’m being short with it.
3- Hyun: he’s cute, and his illustrations are really cute too.
4- Castiel: I like him here better than in hsl, it’s obvious the reason. But not my favorite anyway.
5- Rayan: I’m sorry, but I will always find weird dating or flirting with a teacher. He’s just a no to me.
6: My Candy Love New Gen – I was a little bit shocked when they announced to do another game to keep the fandom alive. The routes are good options, but the romance feels a little bit forced for me. For example, we had to wait a long while to have a first kiss with our routes in hsl and both in hsl and ul the mc had a social development, things were slower… and everything seems so rushed for me in this game. I feel like they focused the MC on finding a partner quickly since the beginning and I dislike that.
1- Roy: no, no, I envy his hair a lot. And I like the energy he brings to the function.
2– Thomas: I like his personality a lot. It was a little bit weird for me at first to see him, because when I saw him on hsl as a kid I felt kinda maternal and now it’s like… ok… I’m supposed to make my daughter (ng OC) date you…
3- Devon: he’s so nice and cool, I wish I had a boss like him tbh.
4- Amanda: I really like her design, but not her personality. Once again, her route is a little bit awkward for me because the dialogues are… written by someone who might be straight. I’m not sure if Chino is the one writing them, but the first thought I'd have from that route is that a straight man is the one writing it.
5- Jason: Honestly, I personally don’t like his personality and looks. It’s cool they add the spiciness of romancing the rival, the competence, but it’s also kinda contradictory, because wouldn’t that risk your position in your company…?
7: My Candy Love Love Life and Alternate Life: I’m not gonna rank their characters because it’s practically the same as ul, and lysander, kentin and armin in alternate life… they might be the last ones on my list. Kentin underground. It’s cool they added them for those who missed them, and the illustrations are absolutely stunning. Love life, in my opinion, was boring. Yes, it’s great they gave us the scene of us marrying them but it’s the only interesting thing from the whole game (imo!!!)
Not really crack, more like Random headcanon soup.
Demons can change their appearance to anything they wish as well as their gender. The cross dressing for the dame event was just for shits and giggles and because they like the appearances they already have.
Mammon's fans play sexyback whenever Mammon enters a room, Asmo gets literal legend as he should.
Demons often refer to the brothers as Diavolo's fallen angel collection, it's actually a friend collection because he doesn't have many of those.
Leviathan got in a fistfight with Mephistopheles when Mephi called Mammon stupid after they all first fell. What was he supposed to do, not defend him from a person that's not a sibling? He got a lecture from Lucifer but also his favourite ice cream.
Mephistopheles often sneaks into the palace to find what makes Lucifer so superior in Diavolo's and he is so bad at sneaking around to the point people feel bad enough to ignore him, Diavolo is always happy to see other people anyway.
Belphegor has taken a nap in a grill.
There is a scoreboard for injuries the brothers have sustained and Mammon is "winning" if that is what you would call 36 concussions, 69 instances of broken ribs, 78 instances of broken legs, and 3 instances of broken femurs.
The brothers will throw a cat at Satan if they feel he is about to explode. Lucifer will ignore the fact a cat is inside the house since it's keeping Satan from beating Levi with a chair.
Leviathan has an expansive collection of BL only matched by Satan's GL collection.
Solomon breaks into the house of Lamentation for fun and leaves glitter everywhere. If he is caught he gets blasted farther than Team Rocket.
People keep gifting Leviathan weapons to curry favour since he is an admiral but it all goes to Asmo who actually enjoys collecting weapons and bedazzling them.
Mammon has a disco-wing suit since he wanted to bond with Levi through cosplay.
Lucifer cannot remember the names of Leviathan's animes to save his life. It's clear what he's referring to be it hat witch or hero academics but he remembers Fullmetal alchemist solely because he is not going to watch episode 4 again.
everyone calls Solomon "Salmon", poor Salmon.
As we have seen, Solomon's magic wand is goofy as shit however that silly little wand has survived a nuclear explosion. Solomon also has 32 more wands exactly like it in different colours.
Satan still has the horse costume from the anime and uses it to scare everyone.
Beel ate one of Thirteen's glitter bombs and there is still glitter in his system.
ALEEEEX! I wanna request for the lovely routes of new gen when the reader falls asleep on the work because she got a bad night, and probably apologize when she wakes up or something because she didn't do it consciously, she's just tired as hell (you can do it gender neutral ofc!! this ask could be written for everyone!)
MCL NEW GEN; finding the reader asleep on the office!
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: sfw, individual headcanons, fluff, probably misspellings!! lemme know if you see anything weird, I didn't have time to check it.
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hi! Every post I make, unless it is specified, it’s gender neutral haha, but thanks for clarifying!! I hope you enjoy it.
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DEVON
He gets worried and questions himself if he has been overworking you, because that’s far from the impression he wants to give as the boss of his company. He’s completely unaware that there could be other reasons why you’ve got no sleep last night.
He quietly approaches to you, smiling a little bit when he sees how calm you seem in your sleep.
Being as careful as he can ever be, he places a hand on your shoulder, shaking it slightly to wake you up, “hey, dearie, I think you should go home if you’re this tired. You can recover these hours any other day,” the softness of his voice already makes you know that he isn’t mad.
Even if you insist on staying there and working, he is worried about your health and won’t let you or any of his employees to force their focus when they obviously need rest. Whatever you offer, he rejects it.
When you get home, he texts you to know and make sure you’re better if you need anything at all — he could gladly go to your place with some snacks if you wanted.
ROY
He would tease you about it.
At first he thought about taking a picture of your sleeping face, he was ready for it even. But just before pressing the camera button on his phone, he regretted it immediately. You looked exhausted.
He’d gently touch your forehead to check if you were feeling sick.
In case the office was cold, he’d put his jacket over your shoulders to give you warmth somehow. But if it was hot, he’d put his tiny desk fan on your face so you don’t melt.
When you wake up and start apologizing, he shakes his head with a soft smile. He’d offer you a coffee to stay awake during your switch or some food to give you energy.
“Was there anything keeping you awake last night?” he asks, hoping you’d open up a little to him in case something did happen. If nothing happened, he’d give you advice for those sleepless nights, advice about what to do to relax your body and get some rest.
AMANDA
The moment she sees you resting over the desk she gets confused. That isn’t the comfiest place to take a nap on.
At first, she’d doubt whether wake you up or not. Then she’ll go get you a bottle of water and a little snack for the moment you wake up.
If someone asks what’s wrong with you, she’ll say that you haven’t had a good night and your head hurts or something. Whatever as long as they don’t bother you.
She’ll wake you up before your switch ends, worried in case that nap has consequences on your reputation. “Hey… can you force a little bit of energy into the project? I can help you so it isn’t too much for you now.”
And she will gladly help you on the project so you could proceed with it and show results from that morning work – that could avoid a scolding, she thought.
As you both work together, she’d be gentle with you, knowing you’re not doing your best now. And she would subtly ask what happened to you to be this tired.
THOMAS
He is completely paralyzed when he sees you practically fainted over your desk. At first he thought you were resting your head a little, until he starts talking to you and receives no answer. And when he approaches and sees your sleeping face, he feels slightly guilty.
For a few seconds, he just stays there, looking at you and wondering if he should wake you up or keep going with his work.
He’d finally end up going back to his desk and working on the project. His eyes would travel to your spot every now and then, a little bit worried about someone else bothering you or scolding you.
He lets your body be the one waking you up from your peaceful sleep.
When you wake up and seem to be truly apologetic about it, he shrugs his shoulders and says “you won’t get anything from sleeping so little. Try to resist the nap until night so you can sleep and be more efficient tomorrow.”
It might sound blunt, but he is just giving his advice. He is genuinely worried about you but doesn’t know how to show it. He might even bring you a coffee or a bottle of water to keep you awake.
JASON
You went to Jason’s office to work for a while and enjoy his company as the morning didn’t really let you see him. But last night was terrible and that morning you couldn’t rest a bit, so you practically fell asleep on the desk he gave you to work with him. On separate projects, of course.
He asked you if you wanted to order dinner and received no answer, so when he turned around and saw you sleeping, he’d frown at first. He’d touch your forehead to check your temperature and then, when he sees that you’re fine, he’d smile tenderly.
He knows your favorite meal — it’s hard for him to forget details about the people he cares about. So he’d order it and would hope you wake up when it’s already here.
If not, he is waking you up with such a gentleness that would make you forget what a silly evil man he can be.
The moment you apologize for sleeping, he simply chuckles, amused by how guilty you seemed for doing something natural. As you both have dinner, he’d distract you from your work.
Later he’d drive you home and would tell you to take care of yourself, trying to sound casual but without helping the worry that your state has waken up on him.
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⚠ Content Warning: Mention of his demon form, debts and creditors, Mammon being jealous, and reader being insecure, insulted, stressed, and unhappy.
✎ Note: I finally finished it! It took me four days because my assignments these past few days wore me out. Leviathan’s next to my list~ ♡
Mammon never thought he’d have a special someone back then, more so to be swept off his feet by a human. However, after meeting and spending time with you, you constantly occupy his mind at every moment of the day, adamantly dwell in his heart, and eventually become a part of him.
He adores you just the way you are. He’s already impressed by you and who you are and undoubtedly captivated by your charms when you’re yourself; hence you don’t have to change anything about yourself to prove, please, or win his approval. You don’t always have to be the best version of yourself with him because he accepts and embraces all parts of you. It’s okay not to be strong all the time. It’s okay not to do well and stumble a little bit.
Even by just existing, you’re already enough and the best in his eyes—and whoever dares to speak otherwise and insult you will drive him to turn into his demon form and goes into a serious and protective mode. He has quite a long history of being criticized and belittled harshly; therefore, he certainly doesn’t want you to go through that as well, especially since you never deserve to be treated that way. This demon rarely transforms into his form and loses his temper, but trust me; he doesn’t and will never hold himself back when it comes to matters concerning you.
He wants to be always there for you through good and especially during bad times, just like you do whenever he feels he has no one to lean on. Although he thinks and feels he couldn’t accomplish anything that utterly helps you or your situation, he still wants to do his utmost and be there for and with you no matter what, despite his belief that he may not be necessary or you might be able to manage it on your own. He silently hopes for his presence or the ambiance he creates by being there to comfort, give you peace and assurance, and be your safe place.
On top of that, he knows he’s not good with words, so most of the time, he expresses his concern and affection for you through little actions, such as carrying out your assigned house chores or errands before you can even do them, cooking or buying your favorite foods to make sure you eat, leaving presents for you that reminds him of you or something he thinks you’d like, taking you to spontaneous trips or late night drives around the Devildom with only the two of you, and simply laying your head on his shoulders or chest while he plays with your hands and fingers.
To make you laugh or entertain, he once begged involved his crow familiars in creating a special and memorable performance for you. He got that idea after watching the moonfish scene in Finding Nemo and thought it’ll bring a smile to your face.
Even though he’ll not verbally admit it, he works hard to be the best one for you. He’s cognizant of his shortcomings, especially with his financial troubles, and being with him as his partner means you’re also inevitably involved in his mess. All the “love letters” his older brother received and settled back then now fall and entrust to your hands and shoulders (though Lucifer still helps occasionally if necessary). All the witches or other species he has serious business with might come to you instead of him. Thus, he spares no effort to control his sin and avoids getting into grave trouble that might implicate and burden you.
Nothing goes unnoticed by him to anything about you. He’s extra-observant and secretly takes notes of what attracts your attention. Spectacles? He wears it the next day. Blue? He’ll wear blue and buys gifts for you only in that color. Flowers? Expect him to give you a bouquet; if he’s short of money, you’ll receive them as origami (which looks ugly clumsy, but give him an A+ for the thought and effort). Whenever he sees you, he always fixes himself to look more presentable and attractive before you notice him. Everything revolves around keeping you interested and impressed by him; hence, he wants to look good in your eyes.
Although he’s terrible at keeping his surprises for you a secret, he never forgets and misses your birthdays and anniversaries. This demon has those special days on his mind months before the actual date and is excited to celebrate it with you.
He calls you “babe” verbally but “baby” in his mind. Every time he slips the tongue, he’ll blush really hard because he feels awkward and embarrassed that you’ll think of it as a cringe. After all, you’re a grown person, but he really can’t stop himself from addressing you like that, especially when he’s over the moon.
Whenever he’s full of the joys of spring, he loves hugging and spinning you around or taking you in his arms, lifting you up, and twirling you around while giggling and pecking on your cheeks, nose, and forehead. Once he realizes what he just did, he flushes but still proceeds to shower you words of love and appreciation.
When he’s jealous, he becomes quiet and grumpy. He’ll instantly grab your attention back to him with a long face, and if you still don’t stop or pay no heed to him, he’ll put his arms around your shoulder while scowling at the one/s he’s jealous of, or he’ll just take you away and kiss you somewhere until you’re out of breath.
His love languages are gift-giving and quality time. He’s constantly reminded of everything about you, so he can’t resist buying something when you’re not with him to make you happy and satisfied. Seeing you smile makes him feel warm and giddy. He also loves being with you all the time and receiving your whole and undivided attention because, for him, as long as you’re with him or it involves you, it’s all worthwhile.
Dating Mammon means being someone’s everything. Despite being in the grip of greed toward money, he values and loves you more than anything and anyone in three worlds. After all, you’re the only one who sees the best in him when others only always see the worst. That being so, just say a word, and he’s more than willing to give you everything and more.
So I just read an angsty family fic about Mams so I need to balance that out. I'm definitely doing the others later for more rewrites of Ido since they likely won't include children in the game.
Mammon | Lucifer | Leviathan | Diavolo
Fluff
Mammon would make bento boxes for his kids after practicing as much as possible so he could make something cute like dino-shaped riceballs.
Mammon would take over a lot of duties so Mc could rest, usually cooking and laundry. Technically caring for the kids as well but he doesn't consider that a duty but a privilege he was given.
Mammon would pick up his kids and fly around when they're playing, staying close to the ground of course (he drops Mc one time and now won't go over five feet)
Mammon shares his shiny things with his kids, fully indulging them if they start a rock collection.
Mammon learned extra spells from Lucifer so he could make sure the photo album he has of his family never gets torn or yellowed with age.
If the kids get hurt and cry, Mammon will start crying too as he helps them. It doesn't matter if it's just a small scrape, his baby is hurting.
Mammon would continue to pick up his kids, even when they're adults. There will not be an age when he stops picking them up, his arms will have to be cut off before he ever stops.
Mammon always goes to their doctor visits, holding their hand while they get their shots.
Mammon has vhs tapes just to have physical copies of all his children's firsts. There's videos from first steps to first tooth lost.
Mammon doesn't like leaving his kids alone too long so there isn't a photo of them alone with the brothers.
Mammon learned scheduling, he is still kinda bad at it but at least he knows when things are.
Mammon prepares home dates with Mc for when the kids get to sleep.
Mammon's favourite activity is having little sleepovers in his kids room since he sleeps better when everyone he loves is within arms reach.
Mammon would love any gift that came from his children, it could be a broken stick they found and he'd cherish it for life.
Mammon taught his kids to command crows so they wouldn't be left entirely alone and bored even when he and Mc were busy.
If Mc doesn't already have a name planned, Mammon has a thousand and one suggestions for names that all happen to mean Luck or Happiness. It's absolutely coincidental that he wants to name his child something related to luck since it's not like Mc and the children they have would make him the luckiest and happiest man alive.
Mammon doesn't mind adoption if Mc's uncomfortable carrying a child, although he'd probably also be able to find a way to carry if himself so Mc doesn't have to.
Seeing Mammon constantly getting made fun of lowkey infuriates me like. I know it's a running joke and it is funny but there are certain instances where the fandom ignores his whole very complex character just for the sake of this "dumbass thief tsundere" image on the surface of his character. Maybe I'm nitpicking because I love to deep-dive into characters but it gets so annoying sometimes.
Mammon is arguably the most emotionally mature of the brothers, Asmo right below him. The reason why I think that is Mammon has incredible hold on his powers and temper. He has every right to be angry and every right to lash out to his brothers with the way they treat him. But he doesn't. Because he's emotionally capable and mentally strong. Even Lucifer, the strongest of them, lashes out multiple times through out the story. Yet we've never seen Mammon, the second born and second strongest, with every right to be mad at those around him, even so much as raise a finger.
Mammon has taken care of his younger brothers when they fell, he was the second to crash and first to follow Lucifer. He said fuck you all and followed after his older brother. He's incredibly loyal and reliable no matter how "dumb" he is, he's always ready to do anything for the ones he holds dear. He can very much assert dominance the way Lucifer does if he wanted to but he doesn't because he knows, at the end of the day, that those are his brothers, and scaring them the way Lucifer scares Mammon won't help.
He lets his brothers walk all over him because he cares about them. Even if they hurt him while doing so he knows it's their way of coping.
I believe that after they fell, with Lucifer obviously busy, Mammon had to take care of his brothers. He knew they were in a terrible condition and he knew making himself the object of their hurt and anger would help them cope. He let them make fun of him and blame him and humiliate him because he knew that no matter how hurt he was by it, his brothers would be better because they had a place they could direct their emotions at. Because he cared.
I think he did this especially with Levi. Because if you squint your eyes you can see that Levi is jealous of Mammon. Jealous of his carefreeness and laidback attitude, of his confidence. And his position as the second born, being above Levi, doesn't help it. He envied Mammon. Repulsed by himself because he saw everything he couldn't be in Mammon. And Mammon's aware of that. He knows Levi envies him, he understands it's because of his sin, so I think Mammon is especially a bit more lenient towards Levi because he wants Levi to feel better about himself.
The first thing he wants to do when they fall is to carve a place among the demons, a respectable position in Devildom for his brothers and himself so they don't get made fun of. He wants them to be comfortable in a strange place where nobody welcomes them by forcefully opening a space for them where nobody can make fun of them.
Mammon, no matter how dumb he may seem, is the most emotionally intellectual and understanding of his brothers. And he deserves better than the treatment he gets; hell he knows he deserves better. But if it's for the greater good of his brothers he doesn't mind it.
Mammon is caring and complex and I don't want to see anyone saying otherwise.
May I request a one-shot with Beliath? I was thinking... it is really easy to feel insecure with his old habits, so what if we get an angst-comfort with a female reader in which they are hooking-up but there's not anything stablished yet? Just mixed feelings that the reader might think are just one sided or something... the context is up to you. Thank you!
MOONLIGHT LOVERS; “the only one”
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Beliath x fem!reader one-shot, angst-comfort, LONG af, probably spelling mistakes.
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I accidentally did it longer than I wanted but at the same time I feel like I wrote shit lol. However, this was kinda comforting for me as well and lowkey needed to write something comforting to reduce my anxiety, so thanks for requesting something like this!
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You could still feel the warmth in the air; a pleasant exhaustion weighed heavily on your limbs as you rested on the vampire’s bed. You could still feel the tingling sensation of his lips caressing every inch of your skin, the weight of his body pressed against yours, and how his cold skin had warmed up due to that moment. For a few hours, you hadn’t been able to form any other thought that would take you out of the experience.
You had participated in the flirting game at Moondance with him; once again, you had found yourself seduced by the handsome man’s smooth talk and charisma. Dancing together, enjoying the kisses, the closeness and the tension — it was something that always stirred you up inside, but you knew you couldn’t link it to anything eternal with him.
But you’d also seen him dance like that and kiss girls in a way that made them feel special.
Maybe he was an eternal being, but his sexual connections were fleeting. And right now you felt like you were nothing more than a source of energy for him; you remembered how his pupils dilated as he undressed you, how he smiled as if he were looking at the most tempting dish in the world.
But what if that was all it was? What if you were just a dish?
Many times, during your lonely nights, you thought about the other women with whom he was feeding his lust, about how his mind would completely forget the intimacy you shared that, for you, is not so fleeting. You had undressed in front of him, you had allowed him to explore every inch of your body and admire it as if he were a believer standing before a sculpture of his Goddess. But those lips were constantly kissing other skins.
The silence and darkness of your room —created by the curtains blocking out the sunny outdoors— gave way to the noise of your thoughts, which were robbing you of sleep and replacing it with a restlessness you were already used to. Your clothes lay scattered on the floor, carelessly tossed about. You felt the weight of his arm around your waist, wrapped firmly around you, preventing you from escaping. You felt the warmth of his breath brush against the skin of your neck, something you were also used to. It was a very intimate and close situation, but one that could easily be faked; after all, Beliath was an expert at making you believe his lies to take advantage of you. He was a succubus.
The stillness of the moment was interrupted by a gesture from Beliath. The hand resting on your abdomen began to move slowly upward, leaving a warm trail on your bare skin. His fingers slid along the soft curve of your breasts, while he replaced the warmth of his breath on your neck with that of his lips. So this is all he wants, you thought, closing your eyes and pretending to be asleep.
His hand rested in the hollow between your breasts, with no movement suggesting any intention beyond closeness. Don’t get my hopes up like this, please.
“What are you thinking about?” he murmured, his voice so soft that there was no trace of mockery or his usual flirtation.
“Nothing,” you replied, your voice just as quiet. “I thought you were sleeping.”
“Your heart is beating so loudly that it’s impossible to get any sleep,” he replied, brushing the tip of his nose against the skin at the nape of your neck. “Something’s wrong with you to be like this. Didn’t you enjoy our time together?”
“Yes, I always do,” you nodded, opening your eyes and staring blankly at some corner of the room. Both of you felt the urge to say more, creating an expectant silence.
“It doesn’t look like it,” he replied, his hand sliding down to rest once again on your abdomen. “Turn around, princess. Look at me,” he murmured, loosening his grip so you could turn. You did so hesitantly, meeting his green eyes, which glowed faintly in the darkness. You didn’t see the gaze of a predator this time, nor that of a mere lover. “What’s wrong with you? And be honest.”
“Nothing, really… it’s dumb,” you looked away, a little embarrassed for overthinking things. Even though you had every reason to overthink things about him, and you still didn’t know if it was true or not. Beliath let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head.
“The fact that you’re trying to lie to me strikes me as… funny,” he remarked, stroking your cheek. “It’s not dumb if it’s affecting you this much.”
A brief silence fell, during which you took the opportunity to communicate with your eyes, looking at him with a fragility that seemed on the verge of breaking. Beliath didn’t seem to be judging you; on the contrary, he was doing his best to understand your feelings. His thumb traced gentle caresses across the skin of your cheek, like a comforting gesture meant to relax you a little.
“I don’t know if I should talk about it,” you said, a slight tremor in your voice, your hand reaching for his and then pulling it away; you didn’t want any distractions.
“You have to talk about it,” he shrugged, “do you really think you’re going to solve anything by letting this problem eat you? On the contrary, it’s only going to get bigger, and you’ll end up feeling worse by yourself.”
“I don’t know, Beliath… do you always think about the feelings of your meals before you eat them? No, you’re hungry and you just think about nourishing yourself, about savoring them… and then, you probably won’t even remember them,” you said in a melancholy tone, watching as your hand held his wrist with a certain weakness. “If you’re hungry, there are more prey out there. There are more… women who can replace me.”
“Excuse me?” he blurted out with a small, incredulous laugh, but he obviously didn’t find the situation funny.
“Yes, Beliath. I know your game. Today it’s me here, tomorrow it’ll be someone else. Or the day after tomorrow — it doesn’t matter. This bed will still be just as dirty, and you… you’ll keep seeing them all the same way,” you looked at the sheets you were lying on, and a wave of anxiety made you tremble.
The thought turned your stomach: how many people had been between those sheets? How many people had slept in the very spot where you were lying right now? “And who knows… maybe you’re thinking of someone else while you’re making love to me.”
You’d already opened the bottle. Now there was no turning back.
“Damn it, I’ve even seen you at Moondance looking at other girls the same way you look at me, and you swear I’m different. How many girls have you told that so you could sleep with them?” You felt the words pouring out of you, leaving you breathless, tightening your chest. Your hands were shaking and your vision blurred a little. “Sometimes I feel stupid, believing that I’m important to you and… and that any of this means anything to you. Maybe… I really am stupid, treating myself like an object all the time just to feel that you love me, even if it’s just a little. Fuck! It’s embarrassing how much I’ve stopped loving myself just to seek your affection.”
You saw his brow furrow for a second, not in anger, but in surprise and denial.
Your breathing was ragged, tears welling up in the corners of your eyes. You stared at him with a frown, waiting for a reaction from him. However, Beliath merely sighed. His gaze drifted to a random spot in the room.
The atmosphere was uncomfortable and thick with tension, making you want to grab your things and run out of there, never to see him again. Beliath, with a slight gesture, tucked a few strands of hair behind his ear.
“Wow,” he sighed, his head tilting back until it rested on the pillow. His gaze seemed completely lost in his thoughts; you didn’t even know if he had heard you. It was the first time in a long time that you had seen him without immediate answers to the situation he was facing. You wished he would be more expressive, that he would get angry or show guilt.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
“Don’t apologize,” you heard his firmer voice, “I understand why you doubt me, but that doesn’t make it true.”
“What do you mean?” you asked, wiping away the small tears that were beginning to fall from your eyes.
“Well, I understand why you’d doubt me. I’ve been doing what you said for centuries: seducing, taking advantage, and leaving people behind without commitment,” he replied in a quiet tone. “But I’m changing that. I’m changing it for us.”
“For us?” You felt your heart begin to race. He turned his head to look at you.
Silence returned for a few seconds of doubt and contemplation.
“Yeah, for us,” he nodded. It was obvious that even he found it strange to say that. “I don’t want you to ever think I’d replace you with someone else again. I may have been a jerk for many years, but ever since this… what we have… started, I’ve stopped.”
“No… you didn’t stop. When we started having these encounters… you were still seeing other people,” just mentioning it broke your heart.
“At the very beginning, I won’t deny that,” you saw his hand reach out to take yours. “But what I will tell you is that for a while now, if not months, you’ve been the only one. And not just in a sexual sense,” his eyes remained fixed on you, but he wasn’t impatient for an immediate answer either. “You’re the only one I’m looking for, the only one I want to see when I wake up, and the only one whose feelings matter to me more than anything.”
There came a point where you couldn’t hold back your sobs any longer and you broke down. You wanted to believe him, but you were so scared that you didn’t know if he was doing it to silence you or to confess his feelings.
“I… don’t know,” you whispered, letting your tears flow freely. “Every time we go to Moondance, I see how they look at you, how they seem to want to come closer and give you… something better than I can give you.” A bitter laugh escaped your lips after you said that.
Beliath shook his head and squeezed your hand.
“You give me more than anyone else ever has, and I wouldn’t want anything else,” his free hand moved toward your face to wipe away the tears that were streaming down so defiantly. “I was scared of what I felt for you, because it was the first time I’d ever worried about losing someone,” you noticed his hand trembling slightly, “every time I look at you I feel something strange, but I love feeling that. It’s beautiful and intense.”
You looked at him in disbelief at the way he was speaking. You had heard Beliath say all sorts of things over the time, and usually with a single purpose in mind. But you had never heard him speak this way.
In a more impulsive gesture than he could control, he pulled you against his chest, holding you tightly in his arms.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he murmured. For the first time, he showed himself as someone vulnerable, rather than the facade he always put on to make a good impression. Little by little, you let yourself go and hugged him back, melting into the warmth and comfort of his body.
“Neither do I,” you whispered, a small smile beginning to appear at the corners of your lips.
“I love you,” he whispered, his hands caressing your skin as if you were the most precious thing he owned. These caresses eased the doubts and fears that had crept into your mind over the past few days. Clearly, the insecurities weren’t going to disappear completely.
But now everything felt purer. Everything felt better.
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May I request a one-shot with Beliath? I was thinking... it is really easy to feel insecure with his old habits, so what if we get an angst-comfort with a female reader in which they are hooking-up but there's not anything stablished yet? Just mixed feelings that the reader might think are just one sided or something... the context is up to you. Thank you!
MOONLIGHT LOVERS; “the only one”
♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Beliath x fem!reader one-shot, angst-comfort, LONG af, probably spelling mistakes.
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I accidentally did it longer than I wanted but at the same time I feel like I wrote shit lol. However, this was kinda comforting for me as well and lowkey needed to write something comforting to reduce my anxiety, so thanks for requesting something like this!
♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•.
You could still feel the warmth in the air; a pleasant exhaustion weighed heavily on your limbs as you rested on the vampire’s bed. You could still feel the tingling sensation of his lips caressing every inch of your skin, the weight of his body pressed against yours, and how his cold skin had warmed up due to that moment. For a few hours, you hadn’t been able to form any other thought that would take you out of the experience.
You had participated in the flirting game at Moondance with him; once again, you had found yourself seduced by the handsome man’s smooth talk and charisma. Dancing together, enjoying the kisses, the closeness and the tension — it was something that always stirred you up inside, but you knew you couldn’t link it to anything eternal with him.
But you’d also seen him dance like that and kiss girls in a way that made them feel special.
Maybe he was an eternal being, but his sexual connections were fleeting. And right now you felt like you were nothing more than a source of energy for him; you remembered how his pupils dilated as he undressed you, how he smiled as if he were looking at the most tempting dish in the world.
But what if that was all it was? What if you were just a dish?
Many times, during your lonely nights, you thought about the other women with whom he was feeding his lust, about how his mind would completely forget the intimacy you shared that, for you, is not so fleeting. You had undressed in front of him, you had allowed him to explore every inch of your body and admire it as if he were a believer standing before a sculpture of his Goddess. But those lips were constantly kissing other skins.
The silence and darkness of your room —created by the curtains blocking out the sunny outdoors— gave way to the noise of your thoughts, which were robbing you of sleep and replacing it with a restlessness you were already used to. Your clothes lay scattered on the floor, carelessly tossed about. You felt the weight of his arm around your waist, wrapped firmly around you, preventing you from escaping. You felt the warmth of his breath brush against the skin of your neck, something you were also used to. It was a very intimate and close situation, but one that could easily be faked; after all, Beliath was an expert at making you believe his lies to take advantage of you. He was a succubus.
The stillness of the moment was interrupted by a gesture from Beliath. The hand resting on your abdomen began to move slowly upward, leaving a warm trail on your bare skin. His fingers slid along the soft curve of your breasts, while he replaced the warmth of his breath on your neck with that of his lips. So this is all he wants, you thought, closing your eyes and pretending to be asleep.
His hand rested in the hollow between your breasts, with no movement suggesting any intention beyond closeness. Don’t get my hopes up like this, please.
“What are you thinking about?” he murmured, his voice so soft that there was no trace of mockery or his usual flirtation.
“Nothing,” you replied, your voice just as quiet. “I thought you were sleeping.”
“Your heart is beating so loudly that it’s impossible to get any sleep,” he replied, brushing the tip of his nose against the skin at the nape of your neck. “Something’s wrong with you to be like this. Didn’t you enjoy our time together?”
“Yes, I always do,” you nodded, opening your eyes and staring blankly at some corner of the room. Both of you felt the urge to say more, creating an expectant silence.
“It doesn’t look like it,” he replied, his hand sliding down to rest once again on your abdomen. “Turn around, princess. Look at me,” he murmured, loosening his grip so you could turn. You did so hesitantly, meeting his green eyes, which glowed faintly in the darkness. You didn’t see the gaze of a predator this time, nor that of a mere lover. “What’s wrong with you? And be honest.”
“Nothing, really… it’s dumb,” you looked away, a little embarrassed for overthinking things. Even though you had every reason to overthink things about him, and you still didn’t know if it was true or not. Beliath let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head.
“The fact that you’re trying to lie to me strikes me as… funny,” he remarked, stroking your cheek. “It’s not dumb if it’s affecting you this much.”
A brief silence fell, during which you took the opportunity to communicate with your eyes, looking at him with a fragility that seemed on the verge of breaking. Beliath didn’t seem to be judging you; on the contrary, he was doing his best to understand your feelings. His thumb traced gentle caresses across the skin of your cheek, like a comforting gesture meant to relax you a little.
“I don’t know if I should talk about it,” you said, a slight tremor in your voice, your hand reaching for his and then pulling it away; you didn’t want any distractions.
“You have to talk about it,” he shrugged, “do you really think you’re going to solve anything by letting this problem eat you? On the contrary, it’s only going to get bigger, and you’ll end up feeling worse by yourself.”
“I don’t know, Beliath… do you always think about the feelings of your meals before you eat them? No, you’re hungry and you just think about nourishing yourself, about savoring them… and then, you probably won’t even remember them,” you said in a melancholy tone, watching as your hand held his wrist with a certain weakness. “If you’re hungry, there are more prey out there. There are more… women who can replace me.”
“Excuse me?” he blurted out with a small, incredulous laugh, but he obviously didn’t find the situation funny.
“Yes, Beliath. I know your game. Today it’s me here, tomorrow it’ll be someone else. Or the day after tomorrow — it doesn’t matter. This bed will still be just as dirty, and you… you’ll keep seeing them all the same way,” you looked at the sheets you were lying on, and a wave of anxiety made you tremble.
The thought turned your stomach: how many people had been between those sheets? How many people had slept in the very spot where you were lying right now? “And who knows… maybe you’re thinking of someone else while you’re making love to me.”
You’d already opened the bottle. Now there was no turning back.
“Damn it, I’ve even seen you at Moondance looking at other girls the same way you look at me, and you swear I’m different. How many girls have you told that so you could sleep with them?” You felt the words pouring out of you, leaving you breathless, tightening your chest. Your hands were shaking and your vision blurred a little. “Sometimes I feel stupid, believing that I’m important to you and… and that any of this means anything to you. Maybe… I really am stupid, treating myself like an object all the time just to feel that you love me, even if it’s just a little. Fuck! It’s embarrassing how much I’ve stopped loving myself just to seek your affection.”
You saw his brow furrow for a second, not in anger, but in surprise and denial.
Your breathing was ragged, tears welling up in the corners of your eyes. You stared at him with a frown, waiting for a reaction from him. However, Beliath merely sighed. His gaze drifted to a random spot in the room.
The atmosphere was uncomfortable and thick with tension, making you want to grab your things and run out of there, never to see him again. Beliath, with a slight gesture, tucked a few strands of hair behind his ear.
“Wow,” he sighed, his head tilting back until it rested on the pillow. His gaze seemed completely lost in his thoughts; you didn’t even know if he had heard you. It was the first time in a long time that you had seen him without immediate answers to the situation he was facing. You wished he would be more expressive, that he would get angry or show guilt.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
“Don’t apologize,” you heard his firmer voice, “I understand why you doubt me, but that doesn’t make it true.”
“What do you mean?” you asked, wiping away the small tears that were beginning to fall from your eyes.
“Well, I understand why you’d doubt me. I’ve been doing what you said for centuries: seducing, taking advantage, and leaving people behind without commitment,” he replied in a quiet tone. “But I’m changing that. I’m changing it for us.”
“For us?” You felt your heart begin to race. He turned his head to look at you.
Silence returned for a few seconds of doubt and contemplation.
“Yeah, for us,” he nodded. It was obvious that even he found it strange to say that. “I don’t want you to ever think I’d replace you with someone else again. I may have been a jerk for many years, but ever since this… what we have… started, I’ve stopped.”
“No… you didn’t stop. When we started having these encounters… you were still seeing other people,” just mentioning it broke your heart.
“At the very beginning, I won’t deny that,” you saw his hand reach out to take yours. “But what I will tell you is that for a while now, if not months, you’ve been the only one. And not just in a sexual sense,” his eyes remained fixed on you, but he wasn’t impatient for an immediate answer either. “You’re the only one I’m looking for, the only one I want to see when I wake up, and the only one whose feelings matter to me more than anything.”
There came a point where you couldn’t hold back your sobs any longer and you broke down. You wanted to believe him, but you were so scared that you didn’t know if he was doing it to silence you or to confess his feelings.
“I… don’t know,” you whispered, letting your tears flow freely. “Every time we go to Moondance, I see how they look at you, how they seem to want to come closer and give you… something better than I can give you.” A bitter laugh escaped your lips after you said that.
Beliath shook his head and squeezed your hand.
“You give me more than anyone else ever has, and I wouldn’t want anything else,” his free hand moved toward your face to wipe away the tears that were streaming down so defiantly. “I was scared of what I felt for you, because it was the first time I’d ever worried about losing someone,” you noticed his hand trembling slightly, “every time I look at you I feel something strange, but I love feeling that. It’s beautiful and intense.”
You looked at him in disbelief at the way he was speaking. You had heard Beliath say all sorts of things over the time, and usually with a single purpose in mind. But you had never heard him speak this way.
In a more impulsive gesture than he could control, he pulled you against his chest, holding you tightly in his arms.
“I don’t want to lose you,” he murmured. For the first time, he showed himself as someone vulnerable, rather than the facade he always put on to make a good impression. Little by little, you let yourself go and hugged him back, melting into the warmth and comfort of his body.
“Neither do I,” you whispered, a small smile beginning to appear at the corners of your lips.
“I love you,” he whispered, his hands caressing your skin as if you were the most precious thing he owned. These caresses eased the doubts and fears that had crept into your mind over the past few days. Clearly, the insecurities weren’t going to disappear completely.
But now everything felt purer. Everything felt better.
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