i always wonder how he'd react if he ever somehow stumbled onto this blog
the mods of this blog are far more scared that joel is gonna find it and send something on anon so nobody will ever know. but if ethoslab does happen to discover this blog we'd like it on the record there are currently 65 more confessions submitted that have yet to be unleashed to the world
This is something I wanted to write while rereading to continue the main story. I wanted a bit of levity between chapters 3 and 4. So, Barbatos! I dedicate this bit to @obeythedemons who has made me more comfortable with writing our favorite butler. I hope y’all enjoy! (Also word count is exactly 666- unintentionally)
Barbatos hadn’t been given permission to look into the future to see the outcome of the situation. And yet, he had done so anyways. He watched them grow, gain an understanding of the new strength they held through many accidents, learn to harness the new type of magic they had, watched them earn a place in the Devildom, saw them fill the hole in the brother’s family that had been slowly pulling them apart for as long as it had been there.
And so, he knew how hard it would be for the human. And he knew the risks that this entailed. He knew he shouldn’t go through with this.
And yet.
Lucifer and Satan were working in the library, Diavolo was most likely in his study pacing (being as he was no longer allowed in the library), and Barbatos and the human were… sticking glow-in-the-dark stars to the kitchen ceiling.
Really, Barbatos would have gone with anything to keep the nervous (read: nosy) human from interfering with the preparations being made. They had spent a full eight hours trying to evade the butler and make a mad dash for the library and had almost made it four times. It was days like those that made Barbatos wish the library had a lock on it.
The stars were an… improvement, he supposed. He could handle this. The only attempt the human had made today was trying to convince him that they needed to get a book of constellations from the library.
Barbatos knew there was one in Diavolo’s study. The human relented.
So here they were, balancing on the countertop (he would have to sanitize that later) and delicately arranging five-point star stickers on the ceiling.
“Are you absolutely certain Ophiuchus looks like this?”
“Yes. Light pollution hides many of the stars that are in the constellation.”
“Okay… and you’re sure this is its winter positioning?”
“Let me phrase it this way. Do you think I’m lying, or that I’m stupid?”
“Barbs-“
“If the answer is no, then stop asking questions.”
The human sighed and placed the star, not arguing further.
“Good. Is that enough?”
“We have Ophiuchus, Sagittarius, Scorpius, Libra, Serpens Cauda and Caput, Scutum, and Hercules. I think… Yea, that’s enough.”
Barbatos sighed, happy to be done.
“Although, there is Aquila…”
“Absolutely not. Get down and help me clean this mess.”
Two hours later, Barbatos was satisfied with the kitchen’s state. Save for the fact that the human was sitting on the counter, again, but that was the lesser of two evils at this point.
“There. All done.” He put his hands on his hips and nodded, glancing around the kitchen. He turned to ask if the human wanted to turn the lights off, but before he could speak, he saw why they were so quiet. They were on their phone. More specifically, their D.D.D., as their human phone had now been destroyed.
They had regained access to Devilgram as soon as they had reentered the Devildom. They spent many nights scrolling through it, most often checking Mammon’s profile. He hadn’t posted since that night, a picture of the human holding an iguana plush in one hand and his own hand in their other. Despite the lighting around them, the picture almost seemed tinted gold.
Barbatos sat down beside them, with only a moment of hesitation, and gently ran his hands through their hair. “I hope when he gets back onto his phone, he sees this. How many comments his brothers left for him.”
“Oh?”
“Lucifer is the only one who hasn’t. But I think he’s scared, honestly. I can’t even talk about Mammon around him without getting shut out and ignored.”
“He won’t have to be scared for long. I think things are almost ready.” Barbatos smiled gently at them, hopping down off the counter and pulling them along with him.
“So we’re going to the library?” They asked, lighting up a bit.
Barbatos laughed and led the way out of the kitchen.
Hey y'all! Just wanted to let you guys know that I haven't forgotten about this blog! My computer has been broken and I've been saving up money to fix it (Apple repairs are expensive 😥). And running stuff from mobile is very limited, to say the least. Once I get the repair scheduled and done though, I'll be back! Thank you all for continuing to follow and send in your headcanons ❤️