WHB-Draft Drabble

Write random things, avert your eyes if you don't like it 18+ y/o - MNDI

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This is for when you don't want to scroll to look for what I write here

What to expect: Mostly WHB content, for now; no explicit content but very rarely; fanfics, drabbles, headcanons, canon-divergence, and worldbuilding thoughts I need to put down into words; my random drawings once in a while; no real consistent update schedule or writing plan

Minor info: You could ask or talk to me if you want since it would also help with my writing if I got more ideas on what to do in the future. I think I would write to people's requests if I got around to it. Ramble about your ocs and your love for the characters is also recommended too, I like to learn more about how people view them

Pre-Canon

Hell Miscellaneous

Heaven Miscellaneous

The Random

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Lucifer's Valentine's Day Chat

You know what? I’m too soft for Lucifer. I have over 1k Guilty Gems and absolutely zero financial restraint when it comes to this man. At that point, it’s long-term patronage, I feel too uncomfortably close to being the client at the host club tbh.

He didn't call MC by their name, but I honestly prefer being "Daughter of Adam/Eve" than being an echo of Solomon; Adam and Eve are humanity, not a blueprint for a lineage. It suits him.

Figure, but it is ironic since the Christian martyrdom was the middle foundation of Valentine's Day. Yet, again, angels are only devoted to God, so it make the day irrelevant in Heaven.

Ok, so what he is talking about did kinda align with history. Originally, Valentine’s Day is what happens when Roman fertility rituals, persecuted Christians, and medieval poets who were a little too into courtly yearning. Before today, mid-February in ancient Rome hosted Lupercalia (around Feb 13–15). It was a fertility festival. Priests sacrificed goats and a dog, cut the hides into strips, and lightly whipped women with them for “fertility blessings.” Romance has always had strange branding. There were also pairing rituals—names drawn, temporary couplings—less Hallmark, more pagan. It sat right in the dead of winter, when people everywhere start craving warmth, touch, and continuity.

Fast forward to the 3rd century CE. Christianity is illegal in Rome and was subject to sporadic, sometimes intense, persecution in the Roman Empire. Christians were viewed as threats to the state and the Imperial Cult, leading to persecution that culminated in the severe "Great Persecution" (302–311 CE), before the religion was legalized by the Edict of Milan in 313 CE. Enter one or possibly multiple men named Valentinus. Records are murky—history here is fog, not marble. One legend says Valentine secretly married couples against Emperor Claudius II’s orders (the emperor allegedly thought single men made better soldiers). Another says Valentine helped Christians escape prison. Another says he befriended a jailer’s blind daughter and signed a note “from your Valentine” before execution on February 14. These stories crystallized centuries later, so treat them as devotional myth layered onto a likely real martyr executed around that date.

By the 5th century, Pope Gelasius I formally established St. Valentine’s Day on February 14, possibly to Christianize the pagan festival of Lupercalia. The Church was very good at that: absorb the date, reframe the meaning. Then came medieval Europe. In the 14th century, Geoffrey Chaucer wrote that birds choose their mates on St. Valentine’s Day. Suddenly, February 14 becomes the launch for avian and human courtship alike. Nobles start sending love notes. “Courtly love”—that elaborate, half-theatrical devotion to an often unattainable beloved—turns the date into a literary playground. By the 18th and 19th centuries in England, exchanging handwritten valentines became common. Then, industrial printing arrives. By the 20th century, chocolate companies and florists realized love is a quarterly earnings opportunity. Capitalism enters wearing wings.

As usual, I enjoy the restraint. The Valentine’s chat didn’t suddenly flip him into a blushing romcom lead. It stayed slow. Controlled. Almost bureaucratic in its affection. And that fits him well.

Lucifer being dismissive of Valentine’s Day makes sense. His power literally operates on Laws and Authority. He edits metaphysical clauses for a living. He’d side-eye romance as seasonal chaos on principle. Add the fact that he used to be Heaven’s eldest, God’s first angel, caretaker of his brothers, and now he’s a doctor in Hell watching devils make catastrophic decisions daily—of course, he prioritizes stewardship over sentiment. When you’ve seen April Fool’s Day disasters, semen-in-food incidents, and whatever the Selfie card series was trying to normalize, you stop trusting impulse.

His dryness lowers my guard more than overt tenderness tbh. He’s so literal, so blunt, that when he does get freaky, it hits like controlled demolition. The hiss in his Selfie card. The Victory card, where he and MC got a horse pregnant. The Attack card, where he said he wanted to corrupt MC. Even the nobles listening right behind him in the Blowjob card, and him wearing thongs being a thing (if you saw his earlier chats, there are image of him wearing thing while looking under the bed for Jjok and his set of thongs after he did laundry). It’s rarely sloppy. It’s structured spice.

What I also adore is how the nobles treat him. No gaudy excess like Mammon’s birthday. They give him teas, cookies, flower seeds. Very grandpa-with-a-garden-who-drinks-tea-and-eats-cookies-on-weekends-coded. It’s intimate without spectacle. Gamigin building that massive dragon chocolate sculpture—with Lucifer helping—feels less like courtly extravagance and more like collaborative domestic efforts as a gift for MC, it's really cute.

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Asmodeus strangling MC was a really unpleasant surprise for me. Seeing new sides of Asmo is interesting, but I don’t want that new negative side directed at MC. The amount of anger towards MC was really unwarranted.

Yes, the circumstances are dire, but, to me, MC is 99% innocent in this whole situation, especially with the statue part. And everyone, including the MC themself, needs to stop blaming them.

There was no rational reason that the super dangerous statue that causes misfortune wasn’t locked up/secured in some way. And there was no rational reason that Mammon didn’t warn MC to avoid this super dangerous statue. So, the statue breaking wasn’t in any way, shape, or form MC’s fault.

Why was MC even tasked with cleaning this random warehouse all by themself in the first place?

PrettyBusy does this a lot, putting MC into positions that they really shouldn’t, and then punishing MC for it. They did the same thing with the butler event, where MC was, for some inexplicable reason, gambling all alone in Abyssos.

MC is an extremely important figure in Hell. They’re also very weak/fragile compared to literally everyone else. Logically, there should be either a King or one of the 72 devils with them at all times. Otherwise, it’d be very easy for any angel or even a wayward devil to kill them, which would be very bad for Hell.

So, PrettyBusy having these solitary side quests for MC makes no sense. I know they’re doing that to quick-start story plots, but surely they could come up with better scenarios that follow actual logic and don’t make the devils seem like they could care less if MC gets murdered.

Now, in regards to MC dealing with Azathoth, what else were they supposed to do?

A huge amount of devils were dead. Mammon was dead. Levi was about to die shortly. And Satan was either like Mammon or Levi. Three out of seven Demon Kings extinguished in a single fight would be catastrophic for Hell.

What would have Asmo preferred for MC to do in this situation? Just move on and let them be dead? Because, in that case, then MC wouldn’t be MC.

What MC did was completely in line with their character, because if it wasn’t, then the entire story of the game wouldn’t exist. We saw in MC’s first scene that they’re self-sacrificing, and that they don’t consider consequences at all if it means saving their loved ones. They didn’t hesitate to make a deal with Satan, the infamous devil from the bible, whose deals in popculture usually end very badly for the human. That didn’t matter to them, because Satan was offering to save Minhyeok.

It’s not like MC knew that their deal with Azathoth could potentially collapse the world. They thought that the consequences would be placed solely on themself. So, I can’t fault MC at all for what they did to save Satan, Mammon, and Leviathan.

In my opinion, the only thing that MC should have done differently was tell everyone immediately what had transpired in that alternate timeline as soon as they woke up. Or, at the very least, tell everyone what happened when the Kings started turning into cats for seemingly no reason.

TLDR: Asmodeus leave MC alone, they’re trying their best.

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I don't doubt the love the devils have for MC, but this whole thing pissed me off for using knowledge as a form of control. I want to start by saying this gently: talking about this game means touching on some pretty uncomfortable themes, so I think it’s worth approaching it with a bit of patience and nuance. You're free to review the info on past events here: 1. Playlist

2. YouTube

To me, WHB feels less like messy writing and more like a case study in weaponized ignorance — that specific dynamic where crucial information is withheld, someone predictable messes up because they didn’t know better, and then they’re blamed for the fallout. It’s the kind of pattern where the uninformed party is set up to fail, and the people with the knowledge walk away clean.

You could chalk it up to inconsistent worldbuilding. That’s the easy read. But I think this pattern mirrors real-world power structures, where knowledge becomes leverage, and plausible deniability becomes armor. When information is selectively shared, control shifts quietly but decisively to whoever holds it.

The Valentine’s Day event really highlights this. MC breaks a dangerous cat statue that Mammon left unsecured — without warning them. They witness three Kings die. In a panic, they make a deal with a cosmic entity without fully understanding the consequences. And after all of that? They’re physically punished by Asmodeus for “messing up.”

At no point in that chain of events were they given the information necessary to make an informed choice. And that’s what makes it feel less like chaos — and more like a pattern.

If you step back and look at the pattern, it’s honestly a little wild how often the devils forget to mention extremely important information… and then act shocked when MC gets it wrong.

Take the Cat Statue incident. Mammon sends MC to handle inventory alone. The catastrophically dangerous statue is just sitting there, fully accessible. No one explains what it does. No warning labels, no “hey, don’t touch that unless you want to trigger ancient consequences.” Then when it breaks? Suddenly it’s MC’s fault. Fascinating.

Or the chocolate tradition. MC has no way of knowing that eating someone’s chocolate in Hell apparently equals consenting to sexual activity. That’s not exactly universal etiquette. No one explains the cultural rule ahead of time, and MC only learns about the implication after the damage is done. Which feels less like a misunderstanding and more like a setup.

Then there’s the prayer incident. MC isn’t warned that praying in Paradise Lost summons Gabriel. No one mentions that God has a particular interest in them. So of course MC stumbles straight into danger. Not because they’re reckless—but because they were never briefed.

The Azathoth deal might be the clearest example. MC is told there will be “consequences,” but not what those consequences actually are. They agree, believing they’ll shoulder the cost themselves. Instead, three Kings die, and MC is later blamed for not understanding the cosmic-scale implications they had no possible way of grasping. That’s not negligence on MC’s part. That’s incomplete disclosure.

The worldbuilding makes it clear that devils live for centuries. They have institutional memory. They understand Hell’s rules inside and out. So when they choose not to educate MC, that’s a choice. Not an oversight.

What makes it more uncomfortable is how questions are handled. When MC does try to ask, the responses often discourage further inquiry. Hades nobles call them stupid. Abyssos nobles treat them like a naïve child in a way that feels more condescending than kind. Devils get irritated at “obvious” questions. Ignorance is socially punished.

That creates a classic double bind. MC needs information to survive safely—but asking for information leads to humiliation. Over time, that kind of environment trains someone to stop asking questions entirely. Which, of course, keeps them dependent and vulnerable.

On top of that, MC is held to impossible standards. They’re treated like Solomon’s reincarnation—expected to measure up to a legendary figure—while being denied the knowledge, training, and preparation Solomon actually had. They’re thrown into cosmic-level conflicts with almost no briefing. And when they fail, they’re blamed.

For someone described as an “extremely important figure in Hell,” the protection strategy is… questionable. They’re sent on solo missions to dangerous locations. Left to clean warehouses alone. Allowed to gamble alone in Abyssos. Given no consistent security despite being actively hunted by angels.

At a certain point, it stops looking like protection and starts looking like controlled exposure. MC’s vulnerability keeps generating crises, and those crises keep the story moving. Which makes for compelling drama—but in-universe, it paints a picture of a cycle that quietly guarantees their failure and then scolds them for it. If Hell truly values MC as much as it claims, perhaps a proper orientation handbook or having them tutored by Gusion would be a good start.

When I play WHB, I can’t help noticing how familiar some of its dynamics feel — not in a “haha relatable” way, but in a very real-world institutional way.

It reminds me a lot of certain workplace setups I’ve seen (and studied) during my internship. A new employee gets handed something critical, receives zero proper training, no context, no safe space to ask questions, and then gets blamed when things inevitably go sideways. The institution keeps its hands clean (“Well, we gave them the assignment”), the individual gets labeled incompetent, and the power hierarchy tightens. Suddenly, the newbie “needs” the system more than the system needs them.

That’s basically MC in Hell. They’re expected to operate like a seasoned veteran in cosmic contract law, time manipulation, and demon politics — without onboarding. And when they fail, the questions sound reasonable on the surface: “Why didn’t you ask?” (Because asking gets you mocked.) “Why didn’t you know?” (Because no one taught you.) “Why did you make that deal?” (Because what other option existed?) It’s less about incompetence and more about structural design.

This “trial by fire” model: Newcomers are kept deliberately under-informed, mistakes are framed as “learning experiences” (even when the consequences are severe), and information is quietly gatekept to preserve hierarchy. The ones who survive are “strong.” The ones who struggle are “weak.” It’s called resilience-building. Critics call it something else. There’s also a strong legal-system parallel. Many bureaucratic systems run on information imbalance: ignorance of the law is “no excuse,” yet access to that knowledge is uneven and often class-gated. If you can’t afford guidance, you’re blamed for not knowing your rights. MC navigating Azathoth-level contracts and timeline consequences without counsel feels very similar. Being punished for breaking a rule you had no reasonable way to learn isn’t justice — it’s imbalance.

On a more personal level, the relationship with Minhyeok reads like a textbook codependent caretaker dynamic. He handles everything. MC forgets basic things. Over time, MC becomes less capable, more dependent, and quietly resentful. Meanwhile, Minhyeok’s identity centers around being needed. No one here has to be a villain for the structure to be harmful. But the outcome is clear: MC arrives in Hell with very little self-efficacy and a pattern of accepting whatever treatment they’re given. The way Hell treats MC also resembles dysfunctional family systems. They’re both “special” (Solomon’s descendant) and “useless.” Precious and disposable. Golden child and scapegoat at the same time. The goalposts constantly move: save Hell, but not like that. Ask questions, but don’t be ignorant. Stop asking, but why didn’t you know? Make a decision, but it was the wrong one. There’s no winning move — and that may be the point. A system designed to keep someone off-balance doesn’t actually want them stable.

When Asmodeus reacts to the timeline incident, MC’s desperate reaction becomes the focus. Punishment follows. The narrative shifts from “Why was MC put here without tools?” to “Why did MC mess up?” You shouldn’t have to be exceptionally competent — or perfectly innocent — to deserve basic information and safety. The debate over whether MC “deserved” to be strangled is telling shouldn’t even be the baseline question. The “survive through sex” mechanic complicates everything. When survival is tied to sexual availability, consent becomes murky at best. It’s framed as willingness, even enthusiasm, but consent under existential pressure isn’t exactly a clean scenario. MC’s hypersexuality also becomes a distraction device. Trauma responses get eroticized. “They’re just horny” replaces deeper discussion. There’s also an attention economy element. MC was bullied and isolated on Earth. In Hell, they’re desired. That desire — even when sexualized — feels like validation. And that can create a powerful incentive to tolerate mistreatment. Positive attention, even in unhealthy forms, can feel better than invisibility. Thriving on attention doesn’t mean thriving in a healthy environment.

All of this makes the game feel less like random, messy writing and more like a depiction of how institutional and interpersonal harm can function: withhold information, create impossible conditions, blame the person who fails, punish attempts to learn, distract with desire, normalize the cycle. Even the lack of trigger warnings fits thematically — players, like MC, are often thrown into situations without preparation. If it’s accidental, then it’s inconsistent writing that unintentionally mirrors real-world patterns. If it’s intentional, then MC’s “incompetence” reads more like learned helplessness, and the structure itself is the point. The worldbuilding leans toward the second interpretation for me. Hell and devils are bound to legibility — they can’t pretend ignorance. That detail matters. If they’re bound to know, then withholding information is a choice. When Mammon doesn’t warn MC, he knows. When Asmodeus punishes consequences MC couldn’t foresee, he knows. When nobles mock MC’s questions, they know those answers are necessary.

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Badly edited Lucifer's default sprite

I was put off by how small his head is when I saw his sprites like it triggered all of my anatomy assignments' trauma, the sprite itself is good, the head just needs to be a bit bigger and touch on some shading

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Images for template 3

(Nobles vers)

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Patterns assignment

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I never fall this hard for a character and despite Beleth forcing me to hard pity. It was worth it the amount of L cards and artifacts that they gave me during the process.

I also have his voice pack as well but idk if I could share it…

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I will hide this soon but I somewhat got my thoughts together on this chat

Notes: Credit is to @shyanimeboi and their friend, I only got these images from before everything got taken down. And the chat images are only small parts of the full things.

Warning: There will be spoilers for the main story

So Lucifer actually gives some info about how Gehenna is the country where devils are the loudest and laugh the most compared to other countries and how they have the least amount of insomniacs, yet ironically their own king suffers from insomnia the most.

Now, I really like Satan, but I never thought much of him besides that I think he is a hissing cat and a very cool motorcycle guy who likes to spank you and kick his followers and has a very interesting friendship with Mammon (that bromance alone deserve its own analysis). But with the context Lucifer gave us, I can see how self-sacrificial Satan is as a King and how his followers will do the same for him.

Devils in Gehenna can be destructive, as shown in the main story, Leraye's event with Sitri and Paimon, and Lucifer's Selfie Card prologue, but compared to devils in other countries, how they manage through war and their outlooks on it are very fascinating. They're cheerful and very assertive in battle, even running first to danger with enthusiasm:

(Yes Leraye did indeed moan out loud being stabbed through the arm trying to be the shield. Love him but the dude needs someone with a bit of common sense in his life to save his ass from dying for real)

And how easily excitable and easygoing they are with MC and being injured (even explain why with a big smile like dudes are talking about losing both of his legs as if he is commenting about the weather):

I didn't think much of it and took it at face value but now thinking about it further. How can most of them be like this? Being the country where devils are the rowdiest and destructive yet have a community so tight-knit that their violent tendencies never break the strict hierarchy (how they address the nobles and how they respect each other), maintain a very positive attitude despite being the country that is attacked by angels and suffers from angelification the most by far, and easily unified with a common goal. For me, it also took something else other than love to be able to maintain that attitude.

It has been too long since it made me forget why I liked Satan in the first place. In my personal opinion, as the king of wrath, Satan embodies a formidable and unyielding strength. His constant anger can be seen as a source of power, fueling his ability to protect and lead his people with an uncompromising approach. By personifying wrath, Satan takes on the collective anger of people and shoulders their emotions of anger, fear, and insecurity, like how he was when MC got angry, it fuels him further but it might also burden him like a drug. Yet, this allows his followers to weather through the stress of war, and as their leader channels and contains the destructive emotions that might otherwise disrupt their society being one of the reasons.

While Satan is perpetually angry, his followers only exhibit a controlled form of violent temper that is not taken seriously even by Sitri. This difference in emotional intensity is crucial. Satan’s role as the emotional absorber ensures that his citizens’ anger never reaches the destructive levels that could harm the community. Gehenna's devil's violent temper is a recipe for disaster but it is controlled, expressed through minor conflicts, brawls, and property damage, and serves as a controlled release of frustration. This behavior, although disruptive on the surface, is actually a stabilizing force, preventing deeper, more harmful conflicts by allowing for regular, minor (please don't be like them irl and seek professional help if you exhibit the same behaviors, these people are fictional demons so their standards are not the same in reality) venting of emotions.

The outcome of Satan's actions is a society where people are the least insomniac and laugh the most. This sadly contrasts with Satan's own issues, where he becomes the most insomniac devil who cannot close his eyes when asleep and is said by Lucifer to have long been a depressive guy, who is always hard on himself the most and he is the type to be glad that his restless wakefulness helps you have a restful night.

From what I think, Satan's insomnia can be seen as a metaphor for the relentless vigilance and constant anxiety that comes with his responsibility of being his country's leader amidst the biggest war Hell ever experienced and having his country be the one that gets attacked the most. This inner self-sacrifice is a testament to his commitment to his people’s happiness and stability, even at the cost of his own peace. Yet he always shows to be confident and strong, and because in a stressful situation, he always remains level-headed despite how he usually acts (ex: He is the one who stops Sitri and Leraye from attacking Lucifer in the Two-Star event). He is also the one person who is calm and gives out a clear order of what to do and can rally everyone's morale, as well as the immense power and authority to command respect from others and back up his claims.

But more than anything, what devils in Gehenna respect him for the most is how his love for his people speaks louder than words.

In the situation he is in, he can't be weak for any moment even when he secretly wants to. He can't break down because if he falls, what would become of his country, which probably is the question he might ask himself a lot. So he can't let himself be vulnerable even if others know how hurt he is inside.

To make this more relatable, I will be honest, I don't usually connect much with leader characters because I don't understand their struggles. But when I put father being the metaphor for a leader, it becomes a lot easier to see the picture a bit more. Satan is like a father (King) in this, being the pillar of the house (Gehenna), he puts his people's emotions and well-being before himself, he either protects them as best as he can or he will be the one to do the hardest thing and the dirty work that most would not willing to do. And that is another way he shows his love as well.

Personally, not only does he love them but he also respects them as well, he is rough and not gentle about it but he always acknowledges their efforts. (like a dad-)

But it is a mutual thing, as much as Satan loves them, his citizens also share the same feelings. They let Satan draw power from their blood, which indicates a deep level of devotion and willingness to sacrifice. Blood, often seen as a symbol of life and vitality, represents the most personal and significant offering one can give. It is also canon that Satan can only draw power from the blood of people who love him, the obvious being Sitri.

But if that doesn't convince you and you get angry at Satan for treating Sitri like an unwilling personal blood bag then let's look, buddy, this guy is a simp- He eats more food rich with iron so he doing fine.

Gehenna's devils also treat Satan's kicks as special treatment to be fought over suggesting a ritualistic or symbolic form of reverence. This is seen as a badge of honor or a sign of personal attention from their leader. It shows that even seemingly negative actions from Satan are perceived as valuable or desirable. They're masochists, even if harsh, it is still a form of validation or connection.

And whatever horror collection of plushies Satan rips in half that Leraye got going on with this:

With all of this, I can see why Gehenna is the most romantic country, they expressed their love very clearly due to the foundational elements of mutual sacrifice, emotional stability, cultural norms of validation, and a unified community with shared values. The intense emotional bonds and the willingness to endure hardships for the sake of others create an environment where romance can thrive. This setting can foster deep, meaningful relationships that are built on trust, sacrifice, and unwavering devotion, making Gehenna the most romantic in a unique way.

This is more of me yapping about Satan and Gehenna than anything so sorry if you expected it to be Lucifer, this is probably part 1 and part 2 would be the end of this short series.

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So, I tried zooming in on the image and I saw no Andrealphus

So, either he is still young around this time or he just has not joined yet and just be killing angels elsewhere. Or this is his POV

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My ocs and Japanese masks (yeah it's another assignment from uni)

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idk if it could be considered a fan art or not

An assignment from one of my classes

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It would actually be very funny if Belphagor is this kind of lazy, potato couch guy

The kind that does everything he wants because he has everything on a golden plate. He could have an extreme level kind of wealth and powerful laziness that he could comfortably sleep in the middle of a battle cause he got everything covered from his men fighting for him, predicting his enemies' move before and probably not even showing up at the fight because he knew he won. The type you ask him to call you so that you know he is alive but he forgot to even text you for the next several months anyway.

Now, I'm not outright saying he would be into people who mothering him BUT

I wouldn't say he would dislike people kissing his ass and coddling him tbh. It would be annoying irl, but very entertaining if they go that route with him and MC.

From "The Greatest Estate Developer" - Chapter 120: https://www.webtoons.com/en/fantasy/the-greatest-estate-developer/episode-120/viewer?title_no=3596&episode_no=122

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I fucking called it/jk

And also Agonizomaiphilia is a term that combines the Greek words "agonizomai" (to struggle or to fight) and "philia" (love or strong affinity for). It refers to a paraphilia where an individual derives sexual pleasure or arousal from experiencing or observing intense physical or emotional struggle, conflict, or suffering. This condition is considered a type of sadomasochism, as it involves deriving pleasure from pain or distress, whether self-inflicted or experienced by others.

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It would actually be very funny if Belphagor is this kind of lazy, potato couch guy

The kind that does everything he wants because he has everything on a golden plate. He could have an extreme level kind of wealth and powerful laziness that he could comfortably sleep in the middle of a battle cause he got everything covered from his men fighting for him, predicting his enemies' move before and probably not even showing up at the fight because he knew he won. The type you ask him to call you so that you know he is alive but he forgot to even text you for the next several months anyway.

Now, I'm not outright saying he would be into people who mothering him BUT

I wouldn't say he would dislike people kissing his ass and coddling him tbh. It would be annoying irl, but very entertaining if they go that route with him and MC.

From "The Greatest Estate Developer" - Chapter 120: https://www.webtoons.com/en/fantasy/the-greatest-estate-developer/episode-120/viewer?title_no=3596&episode_no=122

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Just a thought but I think it wouldn't be to OOC if Belphagor carried this with him whenever he was out and about

It's very in character and I would try to steal it from him if I could.

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Gold, gold everywhere I look

Happy birthday Mammon 🎉🥂

But really, the background is strangely beautiful despite the overwhelming amount of gold colors. The flying drone is so cute!

Also, different red lumps in the background going to the palace to present gifts to Mammon (like how peasants and nobles did in the past for monarchs) is a very nice detail.

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I would put him as a "sad old man" on my contact list if I were MC.

Sometimes I gotta be a bit petty for MC cause they don't do it for themself. Credits to @shyanimeboi and their friend on X: https://x.com/shyanimeboi/status/1795183592961655077/video/4

Warnings: Sexual content, complicated brainstorming about guilt and legacy.

Of course, you would say that- No but honestly, I would be pissed as hell if he said that to me directly, cause sir your brother lowkey put MC's parent on the news, made their friend see his ancestor temporarily, and then almost put them in the casket as well. It's a miracle that they do not blindly hate everything relating to angels at this point. (Although I'm glad that you at least find closure from it you dismal oldster ╮(─_─)╭)

It's a little heartwarming that he shows that he still loves his brothers a lot, given how he said: "traces that Gabriel is alive and well". It got me thinking about how it could very likely mean that he believes at some point in the future, either the other kings kill his brothers or Lucifer will have to choose between Hell (repentance) and his love for them when put in a corner he cannot back out, and with him being the Sin of Pride, I don't think he would either.

Also, if he is happy just by seeing the brand alone then his brothers either avoid attacking Paradise Lost personally or he didn't face them directly after he told off Michael more than 100 years ago and he did say that he "can no longer meet to ask how he is doing".

This first option seems like something Solomon would say. As his descendant, how MC presents themself in the daily chats and some of their options are probably the closest we get to see how Solomon would act when he was still around. An example would be how they question the goofy 3 rules policy in Paradise Lost that was set by the nobles, I will admit, I didn't think of that either. I was affected by the devoted behaviors of the nobles from both the event and the beginning of the prologue, in turn, I put Lucifer on an unreachable pedestal and I love that MC boldly questioned it and presented their opinions and rationale that bring Lucifer closer to the player and shows more air-headed sides to the nobles. They bring new perspectives and challenge the assumptions albeit in a small but significant way. I love it, I hope they do it more in the future.

He also finally said it, the holy words of every prideful bastard I know on media, "How dare you", it took 4 chats but we finally got here.

How he process his brothers' wrongdoings and his own? Very understandable and something, in my opinion, most victims would rather want to get from their offenders' family members, acceptance and acknowledgment of the issues and the damage that was done, and a genuine effort to do the right things. Familial love is very complicated, and it is… difficult to hate and condemn someone you come to love first naturally in your life. I think Lucifer, besides God (but also not really), first loves his brothers, probably the first angel to do so for their kind, and by reading the Seraphs’ comics it clearly shows how they either don’t care or hate each other guts yet still capable of loving Lucifer. He raised them, he's both their brother and their second parental figure, and he show them love outside of their devotion to God.

And how he addresses them in the chat, he calls each one of them a "child", he was being very quietly affectionate by focuses on their well-being when he saw the brand on MC. He also only does this with them and Gamigin, so it is clear how he sees them from a caretaker standpoint (the allegation of him being born in his 30s and raising his brothers is not so far-fetched now, honestly, he is the true dilf here, not God). He knows his brothers ruining other people's lives but when they turn around and love and treat him so dearly that it can feel like what they have done to others is an illusion.

When that illusion doesn't cloud his judgment and beliefs anymore? It will hurt and it can feel like his perception of his brothers are lie. It can be easy to deny the first time but since it happens again and again he has to accept the change and it ain't gonna feel great to realize how he is not the bystander here and directly or indirectly enable his brothers' atrocities (maybe join them in it too at some point, but this is just my thoughts). It gonna rewire how he views a lot of things and it gonna run back from the beginning to the current time, and with how long Lucifer lived? That's rough buddy.

Now, humans are insignificant in these guys' eyes and a single death is nothing to them in the vast universe, yes, but like Lucifer said, God made humans and with how he said it after that, humanity is a part of God's legacy. Legacy is fundamental to what it is to be human to many, something to be carved on their graves and will at the end of their time, it also helps people who live beyond them to remember and let their spirits or unconscious presence remain on the world. So despite humanity in the grand scheme of things, humans are still the work of God. By referring to God as "Our Father," besides asserting his connection, he also indirectly extends that connection to humans. It suggests a shared lineage and inherent value in all of God's creations.

If I interpret what Lucifer said correctly, then the duty of the Seraphim has always been to protect and care for all beings created by God, ensuring the preservation of His legacy. This duty encompasses all creations, whether great or small, beautiful or flawed. To destroy these creations and leave only themselves as His legacy would be a betrayal of their responsibility. A legacy, regardless of its nature, is not to be forcefully erased. Those who seek to erase it tarnish the very legacy they are meant to safeguard and were entrusted to honor.

So if they can't even accept all of God's legacy, no wonder why they can easily go hunt down every single child of one (1) man they are jealous of. Perhaps this is my speculation on what they did with Solomon, who seemed resigned to being forgotten by the devils in chapter 5. They sought to erase his entire bloodline, his descendants, and his legacy, ultimately aiming to make him extinct from the world (like how poachers do it toward endangered animals). For someone like Solomon, this, in my opinion, could be the most terrible fate for him. I honestly wouldn't put it past God's plan to make MC a part of this war for Solomon.

This option is more like the canon MC than the Solomon option from before. They felt more personal here in their anger.

The desensitization for guilt and emotional detachment is strong in this. Lucifer acknowledges the gravity and permanence of the sins he and his brothers have committed and accepts that he must coexist with his guilt and remorse, but how he goes around with it is mostly for himself. Lucifer mentions that he "voluntarily fell to Hell", a form of self-punishment despite his brothers' protests (but also calling Hell the starting point of sadness is wild cause honestly? Not that wrong, I can't see truly happy devils, and if there is, their development happened off-screen).

Lucifer’s remark that the MC is "not that meaningful enough yet" is his emotional detachment from others. His focus remains on his own internal experiences rather than on the perspectives or forgiveness of others. This detachment suggests that his pursuit of guilt is inward-focused, rather than being about seeking forgiveness or redemption through the eyes of others. Selfish and very prideful, very fitting for the Sin of Pride. The idea that Lucifer is almost addicted to the feeling of guilt points to a self-destructive aspect of his personality. It indicates that he may be using guilt as a way to continually punish himself or a way to keep feeling alive through suffering.

Now this leads to my next point:

Lucifer's search for guilt and remorse indicates a need for intense emotional experiences. Witnessing someone cry, especially if he has caused the tears, could provide a powerful emotional release or catharsis for him. This could momentarily alleviate his own feelings of guilt by transferring some of that emotional burden onto others.

Control. By inducing tears in others, he might be exerting a form of control that he lacks in his own life. This dynamic could satisfy a deep-seated need to reclaim some semblance of power over emotional outcomes.

Witnessing tears might serve as a mirror to his own inner turmoil. It externalizes the pain and suffering he feels internally, allowing him to confront it more tangibly. This externalization can create a twisted sense of connection or empathy, aligning with his need to constantly grapple with guilt.

Lucifer's enjoyment of seeing others cry could be intertwined with his own cycle of punishment and redemption. Inflicting emotional pain might be a way for him to project his self-loathing and need for atonement onto others. It creates a scenario where he can experience the aftermath of guilt without direct self-harm.

Causing others to cry could validate Lucifer's sense of guilt and reinforce his belief that he is deserving of punishment. This validation can be perversely satisfying, as it confirms his self-perception as someone who commits unforgivable sins.

Tears are often a sign of vulnerability. Seeing someone in a state of emotional rawness might create a sense of intimacy that Lucifer finds alluring. This intimacy could particularly appeal to someone who feels isolated by guilt and sins.

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Reverse AU: What if... 'You' are his favorite fictional character.

Summary: In their mundane human lives, filled with ups and downs, there’s one constant: you. As a beloved character from the pages of fiction, they find themselves irresistibly drawn to you. Though you exist by someone else imaginations, your presence brings a daily dose of joy and inspiration. Now, imagine their sheer amazement when they stumble upon you in the real world, a living, breathing embodiment of their cherished fictional hero.

Warning: A small bit of yandere, not too much. A lot of how they were as human are my hcs. I have a lot of fun putting them in different scenarios as you can tell.

Satan

In his youth, Satan was a notorious troublemaker, causing endless headaches for adults while earning the admiration of his peers. As the leader of a biker gang and winner of many martial arts competitions, he was the coolest guy around—both in school and in his neighborhood. Even his rivals admitted it. His rebellious nature led to frequent clashes with authorities, stemming from countless property damage incidents, noise complaints, and weekly brawls—many of which he instigated. Despite the chaos, Satan was well-liked and respected. His unwavering commitment to his word and reputation as a tough but honorable man inspired loyalty wherever he went, making people feel they could rely on him no matter the circumstances. These traits even managed to draw in the uptight Sitri from another neighborhood, who became his right-hand man and later his manager when Satan turned professional racer.

As a child, Satan was a huge fan of action and sports movies and TV series. Speeding through the streets on his motorbike made him feel alive, and he sought out any media that thrilled him and distracted him from his depression and insomnia. When he wasn't smoking or drinking himself to sleep, his gang members or Sitri would take him back to his empty home. His parents had long given up trying to discipline him and make him follow their path as upstanding citizens—wealthy socialites—in the upper echelon of society. So they left him the house, some workers to clean and cook, and helped with the bills. Aside from that, he was on his own. These movies and TV series made him feel less alone when he didn't have company over. One of his favorites was about a secret military project that endangers a post-dystopian country by turning a biker gang member into a rampaging psychic psychopath, who can only be stopped by a teenager, his gang, and a group of psychics.

Satan both loved and hated this movie. Beyond the action and the dream of owning the red motorcycle featured in the film, he adored a side character who was a close friend of the main character. He was enraged when they died sacrificing themselves for the protagonist. Back then, he deluded himself into believing that he could save that friend if he were the main character. When he confided this to Sitri or Mammon, they only patted him on the back and looked at him with sadness or amusement. He punched and kicked them both. Satan continues to watch the movie throughout his life, despite the gore and violence. Whenever the side character is on the screen, they calm him, and their soothing words lull him to sleep every time.

As an adult, successful and owning his dream red motorcycle, Satan became a respected racer and moved far away from that empty house, carrying only the good memories with him. His love for the movie, especially the side character, remained strong. When he heard about a sequel to the original, he abandoned his photoshoot schedule, leaving an angry Sitri behind, and raced to be the first in line for a ticket. The movie, set in an alternate scenario where his beloved character is still alive, elated him. Whenever they appeared, he grinned with pure joy, his eyes full of love, causing those beside him to be flustered by his radiance. He mentally thanked every animator who brought the character to life and wished he could capture every moment they were on screen with his phone.

Imagine his surprise when, after winning a prestigious motorcycle racing event, he heads to the hotel bar and catches a glimpse of you through the windows—real and breathing the same air as him—walking out of the hotel with your luggage. Heart pounding, Satan races down to the ground floor, but by the time he arrives, you’ve already vanished, leaving him in a mix of anger and disappointment. Yet, there’s no doubt in his mind. He knows it was you, your distinctive look and walk burned into his memory for years. From that day forward, he leverages every connection at his disposal to track you down, enduring months of fruitless searching until Lady Luck finally smiles upon him.

When he sees you talking to the receptionist at his usual gym, he can't contain himself and tackles you into a crushing hug. He savors every micro-expression you make—the way your breath grazes his face, how lovely your voice sounds when you yelp in shock, and how you grip his shoulders, trying to push him away. You are real. This realization sends a shiver down his spine, and his elated grin remains even when you slap him for hugging you out of nowhere. The sting on his cheek feels incredible, and he almost wants you to continue, but he lets you go. Despite his intense desire to carry you off and shower you with kisses, he knows he has to be patient. He has all the time in the world to get to know you better.

Sitri

As the sole legacy of his grandmother, Sitri carries the weight of her expectations when she sends him to the city for a better education, arranging for him to live with a close acquaintance. It was the first time he took the train too. Determined not to worry her, he strives to be responsible: studying diligently, maintaining his health, avoiding trouble, making friends, and being respectful to others. His life is simple yet challenging, easy yet demanding—truly mundane. The bright spots were learning about various teas and the art of tea making from his grandmother, engaging with his fascinating neighbors next door in their apartment complex, and playing drums in his school band with Juno, Belial, and Jiyu.

Until Satan discovered him during a school festival performance and promptly recruited him into the gang, Sitri was used to leading a relatively quiet life, though not anymore after that fateful day. The constant headaches from the trouble he had to resolve for his new gang members and the concern from his grandmother and his guardian seemed enough to turn his hair white from stress. Yet, this chaos brought color and excitement to his life, much like discovering new flavors of tea that thrilled his senses. Satan gave him a place where he felt he belonged, new people to care for, and a friend he promised to follow for the rest of his life.

Sitri never met his parents, and his grandmother didn't like talking about them, so he refrained from asking. Sometimes, he forgot they existed unless someone mentioned them. If asked whether he missed them, he would say he didn't; it was impossible to miss people he never knew. However, he did feel a deep connection to a character whom he has always yearned to have in his life from an old drama—which became a significant part of his childhood and adulthood—about a spy agency retrieving a stolen martial arts manual, leading to epic battles and encounters. The protagonist, along with his friends, ultimately defeats the villains and chooses to roam the martial arts world.

Growing up in a retirement community, he was surrounded by elderly folks who treated him like their own grandson, so he rarely felt lonely despite not having peers his age. However, before meeting his friends and Satan, he always wondered what it would be like to have a friend his age to share adventures with. The main character’s friendship with a beloved side character, who taught valuable lessons and provided unwavering support, made him especially envious. When that character left the story, Sitri was deeply heartbroken and sulked for days until his grandmother gifted him a mug with the character's silhouette carved on it by an old uncle at her request. That mug became his favorite for drinking tea, a treasured item that no one else, not even Satan, was allowed to use.

Despite his affection for Satan as a leader and a friend, managing Satan's temper and tendency to get into trouble was no easy task. This challenge was compounded by the constant bombardment of calls and texts from their former biker gang members—most of which were thoughtful inquiries about their well-being, but after an hour of chatting, his phone would become hot from the incessant vibrations. What kept Sitri's sanity intact were the generous paychecks he received for handling PR nightmares and the quiet nights he spent with tea and snacks, re-watching his favorite childhood drama just to see his beloved character's face on the screen. One evening, seeking relief from the headache induced by Satan's latest chaos, Sitri went to a bar. While massaging his forehead and groaning after a phone call with an agent, he heard a clink next to him.

Looking up, he nearly choked from the shock. There you were, sitting next to him with a friendly but concerned expression, offering him a warm cup of black tea. You looked exactly like his favorite character, even your mannerisms were identical. His heart pounded harder as he noticed the simple gestures you made that were the same habits you have in the drama. When you tilted your head gently in confusion at his silence, blood rushed to his face and south. Quickly, before you could leave, he grabbed your hands and, with fervent eyes and equally sweaty hands, gasped out a question for your name, struggling to breathe from the excitement and disbelief. Everything doesn't feel real but his entire body screams for him to never let go of your hands.

Juno P. Cruel 666 Orgasm

Juno had always been hailed as the best in his clan: the most handsome, the strongest, the smartest, the most talented. It was obvious that the clan elders had a favorite among the children, and it quickly became irritating to hear them constantly brag about him as if they had birthed him themselves. They would say he would never disappoint them, that he would honor the clan by joining politics or taking over the family's massive military manufacturing business. Juno hated it. He wished that some of his relatives would hate him enough to challenge his position. What baffled him even more was how his cousins could respect and look up to him despite the unfair comparisons. He liked them and wanted them to succeed, but he wished they would show some dissatisfaction with the situation.

Juno had always admired Satan's powerful aura and leadership. Joining his gang was an act of defiance, but the elders dismissed it as a childish tantrum, saying he would get his act together eventually. Juno felt ridiculous for harboring anger when he was the privileged one, handed everything on a golden platter without effort. From home to school, it was the same. There was even a sizable fan club dedicated to him since middle school, which grew when he became a guitarist in a band. While they rarely bothered him, it was embarrassing when their actions affected bystanders. He never knew how to explain to his friends why he had to apologize for his fan club's behavior. Despite this, he couldn't dislike them; many were good people if you ignored their fixation on him. The club leader even introduced him to his long-time obsession: a novel about an idol group that debuted from an idol survival show. The group had been involved in many controversies since its debut and lost more than half its initial members. However, with the help of their new manager and staff, they turned their situation around and fought their way to the top of the industry.

The novel was compelling, showcasing the intricate sides of the idol world with a great cast of characters and dynamics. Juno's favorite character is the manager who helps the struggling group, sticking by them through thick and thin and giving them a chance to succeed in a harsh environment. He read the novel dozens of times, never getting the urge to throw it away, even when it became worn from being hastily packed into his bag. At some point, he ran away from home with only his clothes, personal items, and the novel when it was announced he would officially be the next head of the business. He drove his motorcycle aimlessly until it carried him to his closest friend's house. Zagan found him sitting outside his family antique store, finally calming down from the adrenaline rush.

Zagan and his grandfather offered to house Juno temporarily until he graduated and found his own place. Juno was grateful and content to stay with Zagan's family, helping around until a new idol project aired on a broadcasting channel. This reminded him of the novel the feeling that it was his calling urging him every day until it led him to audition for the show. He had never experienced anything more intense. Compared to other trainees, he was like a fish out of water. His core beliefs and confidence were shattered countless times by online haters, behind-the-scenes producers, instructors evaluating the trainees' skills, or his endlessly talented peers, some even four years younger than him. It was hard, even with support from his fans, but the situation only made him cling to the novel like a lifeline. He devoured every letter to ground himself, gripping the manager's advice as if he were there with them, following their lead to survive through sleepless nights.

Juno succeeded in the end. His stage name, Ppyong, reached the top spot, and he became the face of the group due to his large popularity and underdog story. Many broadcasting shows wanted to invite him and the group, his gag jokes became viral hits, and the group's songs became international sensations. They faced many baseless controversies from antis, and smear campaigns from his clan, or by the elders and his parents. As well as terrible management teams, and an old-fashioned PR team, but they pushed through. Juno almost built a shrine for the novel since he sometimes relying on the manager's advice and knowledge to navigate group meetings and problems. He was always jealous of how the idol group in the story had the manager with them, and the bitter feeling only intensified each time he reread the story. Even his teammates joked about his obsession in interviews.

He could only cry when he saw you sitting across from him during a fan meeting, gifting him a small box of his favorite snack, Ferrero Rocher. Through his tears and snot, he noticed your surprise and fussing over him in the soft, sweet tone he had dreamed of hearing for years. He wanted to reach out, to take your hands and feel their warmth, but with the eyes watching and the risk of jealous fans targeting you, he restrained himself. He gave a half lie, put on his usual cheery attitude, and sneakily wrote down his number and a meeting location on the exclusive merch you gave him to sign. He drank in your beautiful, blushing face as he winked at you when you noticed.