Do you ever wonder what it is about you that keeps your demon by your side? Not necessarily the traits you have that attracted them to you (and still do), or what they think makes you you, but the reason youâve become so irreplaceable and imperative in their life that they donât think they could live without you.
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To Lucifer, you feel like stability.
Lucifer isnât an insecure man, nor does he need someone to lean on. He doesnât find himself overwhelmed by what the world throws at him. He is capable, and he can shoulder the responsibilities expected of him and then some, no matter what they should turn out to be.
...at least, thatâs what he thinks, and thatâs what he says.
But he does find himself asking you to run errands for him when he needs them done correctly. He does find himself entrusting you to keep the roof of the house connected to the rest of it if he has to go away. You are the one who knows how he likes his coffee and when it should be brought to him to power him through the rest of his work without cutting into his scant sleep time. You keep things under control when everybody seems hellbent on making sure things donât go the way Lucifer plans, and then youâre there to kiss his forehead despite his empty protests and remind him to take care of himself, too.
Lucifer doesnât feel like the ground is shaking beneath him, ready to topple down at the slightest breath. But if he did, he knew youâd be there to keep him from plummeting down.
To Mammon, you feel like acceptance.
Mammon is called a lot of things in his life, especially by those who are supposed to hold him dear. Heâs never smart enough, never behaved enough, never trustworthy enough, never good enough. And, when he gives up and decides not to make himself sick over expectations heâll never be able to reach, he only gets worse. To everybody else, heâs scum, and sometimes he canât help but feel it.
You should be saying those things to him, too, with the way he canât help but hoard your time and your affections and yes, even your things sometimes.
But you donât. You pet his head and hold him close and give him affection. You do it even when he makes it difficult on you and tries to tell you that he doesnât want it. He does. He needs it, even. For the first time, he feels like somebody, he feels like he reaches the expectations set up for him and that he actually has a shot to be what somebody wants.
And when you tell him that you donât have any expectations for him, none except for him to just be himself, he believes you. And it feels so, so nice.
To Leviathan, you feel like peace.
You would think that a life spent nearly entirely in a room playing video games would be easy and peaceful enough. Saying so aloud is a surefire way to get Leviathan to snap.
Envy never allows him to know peace. His video games, manga and anime are a distraction along with a passion. At least he can fend off some of the negative energy with the knowledge that he is the biggest megafan of any number of franchises and titles. Still, despite that, despite the calming water he modeled his room after, he still feels the jealousy tearing at his inside like unstoppable tumultuous seas.
But you stop that. You are the greatest thing, and even if he isnât sure why youâd ever consider him worthy, he can find that peace in being the one that youâd rather spend your time with and give your affections to. He makes it hard, and he knows he does - but you persist, and you cast that life raft out to him and finally, he feels like maybe he wonât drown anymore.
When he does allow himself to sit and just be the person that, for some reason, you love, his waters still and he knows what it is to really be loved.
To Satan, you feel like understanding.
Satan has had to build a wall around himself brick by brick to hide the ugliness that nobody would dare approach, that he never even asked for and never would have.
He is the king of masks. For any situation, he has about twenty that he can switch between flawlessly, keeping you on your toes and creating a labyrinth so involved nobody will ever figure it out. Well, everybody except for you.
You managed to find your way to his core, sometimes when he wanted you too and always when he didnât. Sometimes, you figured out the riddles he laid out for you like breadcrumbs, your smile lighting up and lightening his heart so spectacularly he felt like a new person. Other times, you snuck in with a wrecking ball and made your own way to his center, leaving the walls he set up in ruins. Most of them, he isnât sure he wants to rebuild - not if they keep you out. At the end of the day, even if itâs cheesy, even if itâs unexpected (and that bruises his ego to admit), he finds that you understand who he is so intimately, you may know him better than he knows himself.
Maybe, with your constant meddling, you invented the person heâs become, or at least helped in his formation - but, if you like him that way, that might not be such an insufferable fate.
To Asmodeus, you feel like sweetness.
The life led by someone with eyes on him all the time is ferocious.
Even for somebody who can charm anybody with a simple glance, Asmo has an equal talent for scorning those he leaves behind. For every person gushing at his Devilgram and tracking his whereabouts for an autograph or a photo, thereâs someone cursing his name and spewing the worst kinds of insult that will never directly reach his ear. In his life, you take the pleasure with the pain, and you donât complain about either or youâll lose the only good youâve got.
But nothing about you is so vile. You donât chase after him just to prove that youâve met him (even if, at first, he was a little miffed at the prospect), and youâd never say something so soul-shatteringly hateful itâd make even a demon lord cringe. You give him the kindness that doesnât come with expectations or desire for something in return, the kind that might even come unconditionally. You make him feel like he doesnât have to prove anything, like heâd still be the most wonderful, beautiful creature in all the realms to you even if (gasp!) everybody else turned their backs on him. Thereâs a sort of innocent kindness in the way you smile at him that gives him a sugar high, and he isnât always sure of what to do with it.
Once, he was a creature made to be loved and adored, and you make him feel like there was never a time where such a privilege was ripped away from him.
To Beelzebub, you feel gentle.
Beelzebub is a big guy, and heâs a well-known athlete. People donât look at him and think heâs fragile goods.
And he isnât. He is his familyâs defender, and heâs been through battles terrible enough they still hang over those who even know about them like storm clouds. But inside his tough exterior, the uncaring aura he accidentally portrays when all he can think about is keeping himself fed, thereâs a person that craves the same affections everybody else does. Beelzebub isnât just hungry for food - he feel empty, entirely hollow, like a void heâs worried will grow too big to be distracted and swallow everything he cares about whole. Sometimes he feels so empty he could just curl up and die.
But, whatever it is you have, it fills him up so deliciously and heâs hooked. Itâs even enough for him to just know that youâre around and taken care of - that staves off the worst of it, and he suddenly doesnât feel like a beast that will be the downfall of all he loves. You give him patience with his need to eat, you give him gentleness with your touches and your smiles, and your voice doesnât have that exasperated edge everybody elseâs does.Â
He isnât a powerhouse or a bottomless pit to you - heâs a person, and itâs more than he could ever ask for.
To Belphegor, you feel like forgiveness.
Belphegor does a lot, he is a lot, and most of it feel wrong.
If he could keep himself awake for longer, he might have enough time to dig himself into a pit of self-loathing in the way Levi does. But he just feels empty, a void broken by occasional bouts of fury, or hatred, or pain of some sort. Itâs hardly an existence, so he does the bare minimum, hardly passing the threshold for living because to do so would be more than he could deal with. Hell, the only time he has to think and to do things, he spends trying to inconvenience the person who (supposedly) cares most for him or hurting others - hurting you.
God, how can you look at him like that? Like heâs somebody you can trust, like heâs somebody worth an effort when he himself doesnât give a damn? Itâs weird, itâs stupid, itâs just like you humans to do, and it can never stop. Itâs too much for him to deal with, but thatâs a good thing. The time he spends wrestling with your forgiveness is time spent being productive, something heâs not exactly been accused of before. And sometimes, that diligence spreads to other thins: his relationship with his brothers, his relationship with humans, his relationship with himself.
You make him want to put the work in because you make him feel like he amounts to something - and you make him feel like his mistakes havenât completely blotted out his hopes for the future the way he used to think they did.
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Hello! About the obey me boys having freckles, I can totally imagine Asmo having freckles but he covers them up because he's embarrassed by them. Maybe this is overdone but I also imagine Levi would have them too đ
Wait Asmo having them is literally so cute shut up đĽşđĽşđĽş He was one of the first ones to come to mind but then I was like well I feel like heâd be the type to see them as imperfections (on himself) or like would hate getting them if heâd been outside for too long and got too much sun. but yes omg I love the idea of him covering them up and when MC finds out they love them and heâs just like oh 𼺠really? 𼺠ok 𼺠and starts showing them off more and slowly starts to love them <3
âLike any unloved thing, I don't know if I'm real when I'm not being touched.â
He's a narcissist with low self-esteem. Asmodeus is obsessed with what he sees in the mirror but hates the person he becomes when he's alone - so weak, so fragile, never satisfied, never enough. It's exhausting.
Sometimes Asmo thinks being beautiful is his only redeeming quality. A single pimple will ruin his day because, well, if he's not attractive, then what's left? What is left of his sin, what is left of the demon in the mirror? What is left of the angel he once was?Â
Sometimes nothing feels real, real to the touch. Sometimes he can't believe this is what he's come to. It doesn't feel enough. So he goes to The Fall. He dances until he can't feel his own feet and sings along until he loses his voice and takes as many pictures as he can, to convince himself it happened. He obsesses over followers on Devilgram, trying to prove to them that he's happy, that he lost everything, and it was worth it.Â
The only time he feels present is when he's being touched - as in when he's having sex. Not many dare to touch him without second intentions.
It's been so long he started getting things mixed up. Asmodeus just assumes any attention he gets comes from a place of desire for his body, any affection showed (or felt by him) must mean sexual interest.
He fears abandonment above anything else. It can get very ugly in terms of despairing if he feels like he might be left behind.
Not gonna lie, it hurts knowing people only think of him as a pretty face with loose morals. But he plays the role still. It's easier.
His hands never stop shaking. Never.
It's not like anyone will stop to listen, but he's a pretty good singer. He also draws, not only clothes but in general. Not like anyone ever stops to take a look at his drawings.
He likes you so much it's suffocating, and when you lie about Belphie it hurt like a stab in the back. Was it all in his head? He wouldn't be surprised if he was, he has a tendency of overestimating how much he means to people, overestimating the relationship he has with others. Take Solomon for an example.
"if they play videogames, which one would be their favorite?"
characters: Leviathan, Asmodeus and Satan and Lucifer.
warnings: none, just Levi's genshin obsession, not recommended to everyone (jk)
Levi's favorite video game would totally be genshin impact. This dude has at least 300+ hours on this game. Of course, he plays a lot of videogames! FNAF would be one of his obsessions too, he knows all the lore. I totally hc him being an Undertale kid or a LOL kid. Oh no, let's run away đŠ.
Asmodeus would totally like any competitive game. I hc him as a really competitive person! So I imagine him playing any shooter game like Overwatch and I can totally see him getting mad and cursing a lot. Still, he probably would play kissing games and dressing games to relax!
Satan likes trivia games! He is just too good at anything that has to do with proving his knowledge. He also loves to play online chess. This dude is amazing at it. He could have his own career as a professional chess player.
Lucifer sucks at videogames. Hear me out; he doesn't like to play videogames in front of others because "that's childish" but the real reason it's because he is ashamed of how bad he is at them! And he, of course, has a pride to keep up. But, when there's no one to see nor hear, he actually plays videogames to try to get better. He probably plays Mario Kart or fighting games, you know, the ones that his brothers usually play at gaming nights. He'll get better one day, unless..
Way To Go MC, Youâve Allowed Yourself to be Poisoned (Demon Brothers)
CW for: descriptions of food and eating, brief descriptions of choking-like symptoms. (mainly in the intro, though the individual stories mention coughing, (light) blood and fainting). there will be talk of food and keeping an eye on what is being eaten in the individual character stories as well.
Ahh thank you nonnie! I got tired and stopped at the demon brothers but Iâll finish the nowdateables later if you want! Which letâs be real, Iâll probably do soon because I wanna write for Solomon lol
I hope you like it!
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It started off like any other night, with you grabbing a seat at the dinner table as the last of the food was placed in the middle. Someone beside you took your plate and gave you your portion for you, smiling at your murmur of thanks as they set it down. You waited until the last person, Levi, sat down, smiling at him as he muttered something about finishing a level to nobody in particular.Â
The moment you ate your first bite of food, something felt...off. Your tongue was tingling the slightest bit and you swore you could feel an uncomfortable heat follow the food as it slid down your throat. Thinking it was just a weird Devildom spice - after all, youâve been here for how long? and nothing has happened yet? - you take another bite and immediately regret it.
Though such a food was no big deal for demons, it was powerful enough to knock you out of your chair and hunch over, grabbing your stomach as you cough forcefully in a desperate attempt to get the food out. Your insides were burning, your airways closing in and your chest crying out in pain the more you coughed. Soon enough, tears clouded your vision, and though you could hear the chaos around you, the only thing you could focus on was what felt like fire burning you from the inside out.
When you start coughing:
The moment you let out a little cough, his eyes are on you curiously. Itâs just a remnant of the days when you were still so new to it all: the fragile little human makes a strange noise, be prepared to save a life.
He almost let his eyes fall from you, but he noticed that you werenât stopping. It wasnât the first time you had caused a scene at dinner, saying something afterwards about it âgoing down the wrong tube.â Still, this seemed...different.
When you fall off of your chair, heâs out of his before you even hit the ground. Heâs kneeling by your side a second later, trying to tilt your head towards him so he can fully understand what is happening.
He finally realizes that you arenât just choking and this is much more urgent when the blood starts coming out of your mouth.
He takes his attention away from you for a moment to ask who cooked dinner, and the brothers promptly rat out Mammon.
Though Lucifer is clearly agitated at that, he decides to lecture later and instead ask what Mammon put in the dish. Everyone erupts at once about halfway through because âHow could you have forgotten what that will do to a human??â
Thatâs the last thing you remember for yourself - whether from the poison itself or being unable to breath through all your coughing, you passed out fairly quickly afterwards
Taking care of you afterwards:
Lucifer isnât the type to panic in the moment. Heâs very accustomed to taking the lead and having everything under control.
Thatâs in the moment, though. When he has Satan mix up the remedial potion, heâs fine, checking over you and keeping his brothers a safe distance away while he makes sure youâre still breathing. Once youâre safely in bed, brothers having been banned from your room until at least morning, and heâs the only one left lingering in the doorway, thatâs when it all begins to set in.
Thereâs less regret and more general uncertainty in these moments - it starts with him wondering if he should really leave you alone, and soon enough it spirals into him reminding himself just how careful he needs to be with you in the Devildom. (And really, after taking charge of seven demon lords on accident, isnât it just like you to get killed by a spicy leaf? Honestly, he shouldâve known better.)
Once you finally do wake up, he tries to act like his normal âdown to businessâ self - âIâve told my brothers they are not to overwhelm you today, though we both know how that will go. Iâve made Leviathan figure out what bland foods are safe for humans, youâll have to take it easy for now as your stomach is still irritated. Let me know immediately if you feel woozy or nauseous for any reason-â He prattles on and on, and though youâve stopped paying attention you can still feel the softness in his tone
He tries to be gentle with you, and you have to remind him that you were just poisoned, not bedridden for months. Sometimes heâll shoot you a glare and try to justify himself by saying itâs just like you to make another foolish mistake, but others he just wonât say anything and will keep the hand he has placed on your lower back âfor safetyâ
Firmly believes in establishing as many preventative measures to keep this from happening again, so the next few weeks are going to be....a lot.
Sets up an alarm so he can remind you every lunch not to pick any of the ânot safe for humansâ options. Probably also gets you a seat in a class that goes over poisonous plants in the Devildom.Â
Do not try to skip this. Itâs easier for everyone if you just let him ease his mind how he likes.
When you start coughing:
At first, Mammon assumes that you just heard the joke he made and (naturally) started laughing so hard your weird little human body couldnât take it
So essentially, you start choking and he starts laughing at you thinking youâre laughing together
That all stops the moment you fall out of your chair and double over, suddenly dry heaving on the floor.
He sort of short-circuits for a second, not entirely sure what to do until one of the more knowledgeable brothers stoops down beside you
They tell him to just keep your airways clear and make sure youâre still breathing while they go to get the elixir they need, and he does. Itâs one of the few times they see him so serious - he just doesnât want to mess up, so he doesnât focus on any of their comments or bite back
(âGee, Mammonâs actually stepping up for onceâ âYeah, too bad he was the one that poisoned them in the first placeâ)Â
(Lucifer: he WHAT)
Taking care of you afterwards:
Mammon is usually the first thing you see in the morning, so that doesnât come as a surprise. What does surprise you is how quiet heâs being.Â
When you sit up and groggily ask, âIs something wrong?â (barely getting the words through your swollen lips) he is torn between trying to say something smooth (âN-not now that youâre okay!! not that i care....â) or calling you a dumb human. So instead he just stares at you
Eventually you can get it out of him what happened, and it explains why your face feels like it had been burned and your stomach feels gross
Mammon says heâs going to come up with a surefire way to protect you so nothing like this ever happens again, but his version of protecting you is sticking by your side 24/7 and he already does that so?
Youâre the one thatâs going to have to take the lead. Make a list of common ingredients that are SUPER deadly to humans and make sure you both have one for reference
Soon enough, though, he figures out how he can help you without your guidance and you catch him pointing out whatâs safe without you having to ask
He follows you to the lunch line and examines the clear plastic boxes until he can point out a few human-safe options. Heâll bend to whisper in your ear in line at some fast-food joint. If youâre not sure, heâll be the first to ask before you even remember thatâs something you should be doing anyway.
Heâll even try to make dishes he thinks youâll like without the poisonous ingredient! Sometimes it takes a few tries but if he wants you to try something with him, he WILL make it himself
When it comes to you, Mammon really will give you the best care he can. Sometimes he just needs that extra push to think things through.
(And if this wasnât a push. a hard shove. over a cliff. into shark infested waters)
(donât do this again, mc. his demon heart canât take it)
When you start coughing:
Levi has never mentioned how his brother donât normally speak much to him at dinner and heâs just learned to be highly attuned to you. He notices a lot of little things you do, and is normally the first to realize when youâre choking or something.
Thatâs why, when you start coughing this time, he is the first one to panic. He knows that that isnât a normal cough, he just doesnât know what to do about it.
He looks down at his plate and realizes whatâs on it, something he cries out right when you fall to the ground, clutching your stomach. Youâre on the other side of the table and his brothers are already crowding around you, so Levi doesnât get to see the blood and can only hear your coughing.
When your coughing gets weaker as you faint, he freaks. the. fuck. out. Did you die?? Even as he tries to look over his brotherâs shoulders, he canât get a good grasp of what happened until somebody tells him.
(It doesnât matter much though. Heâs still stuck in a loop of wondering what he couldâve done if he had gotten to dinner sooner, if he had managed to score a coveted seat next to you, if he had just looked at his plate or offered to take over for Mammon...)
Taking care of you afterwards:
You wake up in your bed and Lucifer is the one who comes in, asking you how you feel and if youâre up to classes to die.Â
Being poisoned sure does take a lot out of you, so you ask to stay. Lucifer gives a quick nod and warns you not to shirk your duties, wishing you a fast recovery and letting you know that (human safe) food has been set aside specifically for you.
You doze off soon after (hey, a sick day may as well be spent sleeping in, right?) and when you wake up, somebody else is there, looking at you with inquisitive orange eyes and nearly scaring you half to death.
When you scream, he screams, backing up into your dresser and knocking some of the things off of it.Â
âI-Iâm sorry-! I was just- told to check up on you- just in c-case....Iâll leave now!â
Boyâs gonna make you chase after him when youâre basically sick smh
If you go to his room and demand to be let in, he will - and heâll let you stay under the guise of âwell if you have to check on me every hour itâll be less of a hassle if I just stay here...â
You wonât be able to get him to say he feels guilty for letting this happen, but when you pick up on the signs ensure him that heâs doing fine taking care of you. HIs cool room helps soothe your mouth (which is still a little irritated), and youâre honored he has an alarm set to check up on you
You know heâs feeling better about it all when an alarm goes off and he just asks âHey you good?â and he chuckles a little bit when you respond âHold on I gotta check my own pulse....... yeah i think iâm goodâ
Overall he is worried but he doesnât know how to communicate it? So itâs a lot of quick, worried glances and double checking nutrition facts on packages before he hands them to you.
He kind of leaves you to your own devices, but he does send you worried glances every now and then until youâre recovered. He also makes it a point, when Mammonâs on dinner duty, to tell him exactly how he prepared the meal, though you donât know if itâs for your sake or just to bother him. Probably both.
When you start coughing:
Satan has taken to leaving his books in his room for most dinner and talks to you in their place, so he notices whatâs in the dish pretty quickly.
However, the second step of realizing what it could do to a human doesnât quite hit him until youâre already on your second bite.
He reaches out to grab your wrist anyway, watching you cough while also staring at him in confusion. As he watches your face redden and your mouth swell, you take your wrist from his grasp and cover your mouth with your hand.
Heâs the one who knows what to do, so he appoints someone to keep and eye on you while he runs (yes, runs, but heâll act all cool about it if his brothers bring it up later) to his room to get some potion thatâll (hopefully) negate the effects
(Donât let him hear me say this but) heâs similar to Lucifer in that heâs very level-headed when it happens - somebody needs to be focused on the cure when some of his more dramatic brothers are screaming (looking at you, Mammon and Asmo)
Taking care of you afterwards:
Satan might be the best at taking care of you, but heâs probably also the least fun.
Once he realized a while ago how fragile a human could be (and that he was interested in actually keeping you alive rather than just watching how long it takes for something to hurt you), he put in an effort to read up on how to help a poisoned human in the Devildom.
He knows how you must be feeling, and he offers you soothing teas or even a (human safe!) numbing lip balm to help you out.
(He finds great pleasure in how ridiculous you look, now that the dangerâs passed - though he wonât tell you outright, you can tell it by the amused grin he isnât even trying to hide)
Donât be surprised if you catch him eyeing your plates of food for a while after the incident, and any time you catch him in the act heâll look at you, take a drink out of the nearest cup and lift his eyebrows in a weird little acknowledgment that heâs been caught before saying âIt looks tasty.â
Overall, heâs the standard amount of worried? Even though he will take every opportunity to tease you about how you looked afterwards or how feeble you are to be taken down by something so small (jokingly), he wonât ever get out of the habit of double checking your food to make sure it doesnât happen again.
When you start coughing:
Asmodeus eyes you warily when you start coughing, but continues with his entertaining until you hit the ground.
Heâs by your side in an instant, hands hovering over you as if he doesnât quite know what to do with himself (he doesnât).
He doesnât remember calling for Satan, but Satan is the one who kneels by you, so maybe he does? His focus is on you and deciding on something he can do to help.
This ends up shielding your face, puffy and a mess from your tears and retching, from the others who are all peering over at you in concern. He knows itâs not the most pressing detail, but he figures that maybe he can preserve your dignity a little bit, no?
He follows the action with his hands covering his mouth nervously, watching as they have to force a potion down your throat now that youâre unconscious. Heâs allowed to stay by you once they determine that youâre safe since he normally doesnât cause too much of a fuss - not when he looks as pale and miserable as he does now, anyway.
Taking care of you afterwards:
Heâs not too experienced in the healthcare field, but boy does he know self care! He knows how to get your skin feeling less gross after the rather...irritable reaction it had and the best way to rest is if you feel totally physically relaxed, right?
For a while, if your stomach still feels like itâs churning or youâre otherwise unfocused, heâs the first to defend you from anybody who thinks youâre overreacting.Â
Also makes sure nobody outside of the house knows how...unsightly of an ordeal it was. He isnât shaming you internally or anything, but heâd loathe to have such an unpretty picture in peopleâs heads when youâve been nothing but showstopping the whole time beforehand!
Will make sure to grab a seat across from you juuust before you take a bite for a while. It doesnât matter if heâs across the room in the middle of a story or if youâre at a cafe with someone else and heâs still home. Youâll find him sliding in wordlessly to the seat across from you and watching you intently, making sure youâre eating something that isnât going to burn you from the inside out.
Has multiple websites bookmarked on his D.D.D. that tell him what is poisonous to you and makes sure YOU are aware of what youâre putting inside your body before you eat it. He seems to genuinely think youâll forget to save yourself from such a life-threatening situation, but the pout he gives you when you try to get him to stop is enough to convince you to live with it.
When you start coughing:
When you start coughing, he reaches over and starts patting your back absently in the way that usually helps.
He notices the way you grasp onto the table in an attempt to keep yourself up, coughing into your other hand as it gets worse by the second. When you almost slip off, he reaches out to catch you before you hit to floor
Is ready to do the Heimlich when one of his brothers stops him because 1) heâd probably snap you in half, and 2) thatâs not whatâs happening
He watches blankly as Satan approaches him, laying you down gently as instructed. Thatâs probably worse, watching you writhe on the floor like that.
Heâs the one instructed to help hold you down so they can feed you the potion cure. He wants to hold your hand but itâs covered in blood, and he doesnât want to risk loosening his grip on you and you somehow spilling it.
Taking care of you afterwards:
Heâs the one most shaken up about the whole ordeal, Iâd think? While the others are definitely worried heâs the one that has the BIGGEST problem with the feeling of helplessness so I think it would bring back some memories
He definitely keeps a watchful eye over you until you can tell him coherently that youâre okay, and even then heâs still treating you like porcelain for a short while
He canât help it! Any time heâs reminded of just how frail you can be (and how unexpectedly something horrible can happen) he just...needs a few gentle moments to collect his thoughts.
Does NOT want you even looking at anything that has that plant in it (or anything else poisonous for that matter). Will straight up eat an entire dish from the pan if you give it a glance that he thinks means youâre thinking about eating it. He can usually get away with it since thatâs similar to what he already does, but every now and then you see the look in his eyes and wonder if thereâs something more to it
Heâll warn you in the future if he knows something is poisonous, but if youâre trying something new heâll automatically ask you âCan you eat that?â If he doesnât know, he can at least remind you to check for yourself.
When you start coughing:
Very few things can snap Belphegor out of a drowsy dinner stupor. You suddenly falling on the floor and coughing your insides out is one of the things that can.
If his brothers werenât so concerned with you, theyâd have a few quips about how quickly he startled awake
The first thing he does is dart his eyes back to the table, where he quickly realizes that they just inadvertently poisoned you. When he turns back, it seems the others have already come to that conclusion and someone is running off to help you
He knows that he doesnât have much to offer in terms of help, but he will tear somebody (Mammon) away from you and kneel next to Beel.
He keeps himself under control by comforting Beel as he holds you down.Â
Thereâs definitely a sick feeling in his stomach, something familiar about you lying on the floor and bleeding that he doesnât like. He pretends to be averting his eyes at the sight of them forcing a potion down your throat and not some regrettable memory.
Taking care of you afterwards:
You wake up and Belphie is curled up next to you in your bed. Nobody else is in the house and itâs 3 PM. You feel gross and you canât reach your phone to actually confirm what time it is and you have no idea what the fuck is going on until he wakes up
Which he does, after you poke and prod him enough and heâs very grumpy about it
âyeesh, you get poisoned and suddenly you think youâre the princess of the devildomâ
âI get WHATâ
Definitely is planning to get Mammon back tenfold
He tries to act nonchalant about it but he does keep waking up ever few hours and lifts his head to like. check that youâre good for the first day or so.Â
Sometimes he gets this sad look in his eyes and you have to smooth his hair back and reassure him that everythingâs okay. It works a little but if he thinks he can trick you by pretending to sleep and then steal a few moments where he can Brood on his own while STILL cuddled up next to you, he will.
Suddenly takes an interest in what youâre eating. Every day. Every meal.Â
He doesnât go to check on you but he does text you a few minutes before lunch or if youâre getting dinner somewhere other than the house âWhat are you planning on eating?â
Gets real huffy if you donât give him a straight answer. Usually will respond with a âWhatever donât get yourself almost killed againâ
If you decide to get cheeky and answer âProbably straight poison, like right out of the mysterious bottle with a skull on itâ he will just say âugh, sounds like you. have fun.â
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â...â
â...seriously, donât do that mc.â
he sets alarms to wake up so he can make sure you donât ingest literal poison be a little nice to him please
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