Beelzebub takes a strand of the Reader’s hair in his hand.
“Your hair’s grown, hasn’t it?”
The Reader replies, “Really?” It’s true that since coming to the Demon Realm, she’s had more opportunities to tie her hair up, and Asmo is always messing with it.
Beelzebub combs through the Reader’s hair, twirling it playfully.
It feels a little ticklish, so the Reader calls out his name, “Beel.”
“What?”
When the Reader says it’s ticklish, he replies,
“But you let Asmodeus play with it. And Lucifer and the others, too.”
“They were stroking your head,” he adds.
When she asked, “Are you jealous, by any chance?”
“Maybe,”
he said, his ears turning red as he pouted slightly.
Baal, you’re so cute.
Seeing the Reader smile like that, Beelzebub seemed relieved and leaned against her shoulder.
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‘’Guys, let’s go in there, it’ll be fun!’’ I repeated, mocking my friends’ words, huffing. Obviously pent up with this shit. The second they got scared they immediately ran and left me here! Just thinking about it pisses me off, the second I see them they better prepare themselves.
I was furious, fuming even, as I wandered around the stupid ‘’Abandoned’’ themed Haunted house, flashes off red light coming from the fake windows, a bad attempt of pained shadows of people appearing, all of it didn’t faze me, after all they’re all fake aren’t they?
I continued aimlessly walking around, hoping to either find my friends or at least an exit.
It was any other regular haunted house, though, this one didn’t really have people coming out and scaring you. It was semi–dark, the hallways lighting up with red lights, Fake blood here and there which just blended in, dirty concrete floors, ‘’shaggedy’’ old wooden walls there were even a few cracks on them just to make it believable. Fake cobwebs on the ceiling or any old furniture, Fake dead bodies or limbs made from either plastic, cotton, or hay. They were even badly painted.
This place isn’t even scary? Who’s idea was this again? Oh yeah, theirs. I remembered, rolling my eyes. We should’ve just stayed at one of each other's houses, eating an unhealthy amount of good candy, ignoring door bells from trick or treaters, watching a good marathon of horror movies in one night, while enjoying each other's company. Weird? I swear I’ve been walking for a while, why haven’t I reached a corner or dead end? You know what? Screw this, I’ll just call Beel to pick me up and chew my friends out tomorrow.
I dug through my pocket for my phone. Once I grabbed it, I dialled his number. It rang a bit before transfering me over to voicemail. I huffed again, trying a second time but to no avail. Normally he would answer by the second or third ring. If he was busy working out or eating he would call me after my failed attempt. I decided to give up, putting my phone back in its place and continued walking. I looked around, a figure catching my eye at the end of the hallway. I cautiously approached it, but once I got a good look, I saw that it was a tall, quite muscular guy, with a… Is that a fake knife? Has to be.
I couldn’t tell what colour his hair was due to the red light, all I know is that it blended well with it, making it a red-ish colour? He even had a cliche scary mask on his face. The stranger wore a worn out blue jumpsuit with splashes of fake blood. ‘’Hey! If you’re here to scare me, it’s not working. I know you won’t really hurt me, that’ll give you guys a bad rep and if I wanted… maybe press charges or get a lawsuit?’’ I threatened, not wanting to deal with this shit anymore, crossing my arms. I just wanted to exit this place, go back home to Beel, and watch some movies while eating something sweet.
Suddenly it hit me. They specified that they won’t have anyone scaring the people coming in due to the previous year’s accident, where they gave a random guy a heart attack. So… Who’s this? I thought things over, looking at the figure with widened eyes, he started walking towards me, his so-called ‘’fake’’ knife shining in the light. A plastic toy knife can’t do that, no matter how well the paint job is! The fake blood splatters on his clothes… Are they?
I stood in awe, or could it be?... Panic?
Snap out of it!
I ran, panting, hearing him chase after me!
Every damn freaking turn and hall looked the same! I tried to get as far as possible away from him, I took a left turn, making myself face to face with a wall. NO, THIS CAN’T BE THE END?! I turned around hoping to turn and run to the opposing side…but to no avail. The mystery person was already in front of me, trapping me, closing me in! ‘’Hey! I contacted my boyfriend, he’s probably killed more people than you could! The second he gets here, your ass is dead!’’ I threatened once more, trying to stay calm. I search my pockets in a panic, trying to find my phone! I look back towards the figure, seeing him waving my phone playfully, the light from it illuminating.
It shows the time, 9:58PM, and my wallpaper. It was of the Avatar of Gluttony, face stuffed with food, a happy look on his face, with a baby pink colour dusting his lightly tanned face. I felt my eyes swell up with tears, slowly they cascaded down my cheeks. ‘’Look, I didn’t mean anything I said, Okay?! Just let me go back home to him, I’ll forget any of this happened. Please! I’ll do anything!’’ I shut my eyes, pleading, bowing my head down in fear, hoping at least a little bit of that convinced the masked person. ‘’Anything, you say?’’ He repeats, his voice a bit deeper in octave than most people I knew. I nodded, sniffling.
‘’Then… Let me use you Sweetheart’’ The stranger almost purred it out, making me confused. H-huh? This guy has to be joking. He starts to approach me, throwing his knife as far as it could go so that I couldn’t use that against him. The anonymous person trapped me against the wall, the size difference was immense, he completely towered over me! Using a hand to cup my face, tracing my face down until he gets to my chin, lifting it up, making me look at him. He roughly turns it to the side, whispering; ‘’I said let me use you, little girl.’’
I shouldn’t be getting turned on by this, this is wrong! As much as I convinced myself, my body couldn’t lie to itself, my small cunt starting to dampen my panties with its slick.
The Stranger lifts his mask a bit, so that the bottom of it has his eyes covered, but leaves his lips exposed. Roughly, he invades my mouth, his tongue swirling around with mine, he lets go of my chin, instead using that to apply pressure to my neck, choking me. I was already letting out staggered breaths, yet he continued to shove his tongue down my throat. After doing that he sucks on my tongue, this action had me moaning, I tried to suppress it, I really did! It was a vile scene, you could hear the outrageous smacking of lips from around, the echoes not helping my case! The anonymous person, departs from our small lip session, letting out a condescending laugh; ‘’You’re a naughty little girl aren’t you?’’ I shake my head, trying to protect whatever dignity I had left.
‘’Noooo!- I’m notttt!-’’
I whined, panting, trying to catch my breath, his hand leaving my neck. Slowly he goes back for more. Attacking my neck this time, placing chaste kisses down it, sucking, biting, he was doing everything he could to mark me. ‘’H-Hah-!!
I wrapped my small hands around his back, gripping his clothes to try and ground myself. It was also another way to be as close to him as I could, not able to control my body. Just wanting something of his to be inside my wet cunt! Something, anything, I don’t care! I need to satisfy this heat between my legs. The Stranger licked a big wide stripe on my neck, moving on to the rest of my body. After sensing that I was starting to become impatient.
‘’You’re so inpatient, Baby~’’ The man before me let out an amused chuckle, suddenly he tears open my cute halloween themed blouse, the buttons flying in all different directions. ‘’That was expensive and a special release…’’ Pouting in his direction, my blouse was absolutely destroyed! He places his large calloused hands on my hips massaging them tenderly. ‘’Don’t worry about that, I like you better naked, now why don’t you strip the rest off for me, pretty thing.’’ I was still unsure of this but due to the circumstances, even hesitating, until I felt his hands cupping and playing my ass. The stranger finally had enough, slapping one of my clothed cheeks, a way of telling me to hurry up. I reached from behind my back, unclasping my breasts from its containment.
They spilled out, as I tried my best to hide them from his sight with my arms. I was embarrassed, humiliated, flustered, you name it. His hands depart from their previous position instead coming to grip my wrist away from hiding myself. There he stood admiring the sight before him, even going as far to lick his own lips, salivating, almost preparing himself for the best meal he could have in his entire life. The man leans in, taking a long lick from between them. He lets go of my wrist, grabbing a hold of both of my tits. He playfully massages them, watching them spill out of his hold. ‘’What a sight!’’ He continued playing with them, making me whimper and gasp. ‘’Can’t you hu-hah!- hurry the fuck up?’’ I complained, moaning, absolutely fed up with this shit.
‘’Patience, Sweetheart, so eager aren’t you?’’ The anonymous person, cranes down, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking. He flicked it with his tongue, making it perk up, pinching the other one in his hand. ‘’N-Ngh!-’’ I tried to suppress my moans, biting my lip, and looking away from him. He then flattens his tongue, licking a stripe up multiple times, finally he sucks, looking up at me, enjoying all the reactions that came out. We made eye-contact, the only thing that you can define from his eyes was hunger and lust. He sucks harder occasionally playing with the bud with his teeth. Once he had finally had enough, he switched to the other that he had been massaging for quite some time, giving it the same treatment.
‘’Now time for the appetiser.’’ The Stranger lowers me down with him making me lay on the ground, I prop myself up with my elbows, watching what he did next, anticipation rising inside every fibre of my being. He pushes my legs open, taking a whiff of my wet cunt right before licking another stripe on the center, almost moaning while doing so. It was such a lewd sight it was making me more damp. While laying down, he props me up on his beefy thigh, calloused hand setting back down on my hips, massaging once again. I sat there tilting my head to the side a bit, not knowing what to do. ‘’You’re a smart girl, so start grinding.’’ I was still perplexed, whining here and there. ‘’Here let me give you warm-up.’’ His grip on my hips tightened, roughly shifting my clothed cunt on his thigh.
The feeling of my wet cunt getting the friction it deserves, turns me on more! Automatically, I place my hands on his shoulders, balancing myself. Every little ridge on his pant leg just drove straight into my pussy, my tongue was already lolling out, and I was panting like some bitch in heat. He lowered his hands away from my hips, instead placing it behind his head, flexing the beefy muscles on his arms, as he leaned against the wall. ‘’There you go, you got it, Baby. Already so thirsty and hungry for this cock aren’t you? Just be a bit more patient Sweetheart, you’ll have it in you soon enough.’’ Everything he said just went straight over my brain. I was too focused on that knot in my stomach finally unravelling, I sped up my grinding, chasing my release. ‘’H-Hah! Please!- Please! Please!- G-Gonna Cum! G-Gonna Cum!!-’’
Finally that coil snaps, and I cum right on his thigh. It was the hardest orgasm I’ve ever had, I completely stopped my movements as my body shook, zaps of pleasure rattling up my being! A small wet patch formed on my pants. I panted heavily, catching my breath, falling right against his chest. ‘’Tired already? But I’m still hungry. You have to do better and catch up Little Girl.’’ The stranger raises my face up, leaning in, sucking on my tongue playfully. ‘’H-Hah~’’ I moaned, eyes almost rolling behind my head. He leans back, looking over my reactions through his mask. He sets me back down, ripping off the rest of my clothes, which were my pants. He tore a hole right on the area of my wet pussy. He grabbed a hold of both of my lower lips, spreading them apart seeing the slick that my cunt produced.
Once again he licked his lips, as if a thirsty predator that had finally hunted down their prey. Suddenly, he spits right down my cunt, spreading it down and inside of me a bit, with his thumb. making me shiver. ‘’Don’t want to break you open so, I’ll spend a bit of time stretching you out.’’ He slowly thrusted in a single finger, my salivating pussy accepting the intrusion. Even if it was quite a stretch from one finger. He thrusted a bit more, before shoving another finger in. Together they worked on stretching open my tight cunt. ‘’Fingers so big~ Hah~’’ my tongue lolled out once again and I could feel tears beginning to form, a mixture from both pain and pleasure. Suddenly without warning he sped up his finger, having a bowling ball grip right on my pussy!
‘’N-Noooo~!! Too much!- Too much!-’’ I moaned and thrashed, trying to get away from his overly pleasurable finger, another coil starting to form in the deepest depths of my belly! As I tried to get away, I couldn’t even get far, and his ever quickening pace didn’t budge. He thumbed and played with my sensitive bud, swiping his thumb sideways as fast as he could, his two fingers reaching a spot that even I couldn’t get to with my own, with such animalistic stamina! It was all too good! And too much!! It comes crashing down on me in one single blow, my back arched, pupils dilate, throwing my head back, mouth agape to let out a silent scream as tears rolled down my eyes. I was gushing everywhere! I stained his jumpsuit with my fluids, he continued swiping my pearl to continue the sensation for as long as it lasted.
He leaned towards my cunt, his hot breath fanning against it making me jolt and quiver due to sensitivity. My whole body was spasming from pleasure I had never felt before. As he comes near my sensitive cunt. Finally he removes his halloween mask, showing my boyfriend’s face, Beelzebub. He tries to catch as much of my essence in his mouth, getting the entirety of his face wet. ‘’Right on time, MC, I was feeling thirsty.’’ He flashes his iconic adorable closed-eyed smile, pink dusting his cheeks. I could still see the remnant of my squirt rolling down his face, even making his hair kind of damp. I was catching my breath, panting on the ground. ‘’Hah- Hah- Hah-!’’ I made grabbing motions with my arm towards him, beckoning him over. Beel reaches over to cuddle me. Calming me down from my orgasmic bliss.
‘’Shhh, Shhh, I’m here, I got you.’’ The Avatar of Gluttony comforts me, petting my head softly, and placing soft kisses on my cheeks. Once calming down, I still see that he’s hard. ‘’Let me help you with that, Beel.’ He backs up a bit, standing up, towering over me, as I kneeled before him, in-between his legs. It was always such a turn-on for him seeing you, a human, smaller than him. Especially how he could always see the bulge in your stomach from various positions. I slowly opened his jumper by the zipper with my teeth, he quickly shed the clothes off, his bulge prominent through his boxers. I gave a quick kiss to it, rubbing my face against it, worshipping it. Quickly after, I pulled down his pants, his thick girthy cock accidentally hitting my cheek as it sprung out of its hold. Beel was a grower, so he was seven inches in total!
Even after countless times we have made love, I never got used to that. He had two prominent veins, one ranging from the hilt of his shaft and ending at the middle, the other starting from the head, and shortly stopping. He was well trimmed, a little trail leading towards his pack.
I started with giving soft fluttery kisses towards the underside, before immediately sucking the first vein. I was already cockdrunk, his dick was just so amazing. It made me see stars, and made me feel insane amounts of pleasure. After placing loving kisses, I decided to give his balls some attention, sucking the skin, playing, fondling, all which gained various groans from the Avatar. I looked back up at him with ‘’innocent’’ doe eyes ‘’N-Ngh!- Yeah- Just like that, Baby~ Always take good care of me, huh?~ Always look so- H-hah~ beautiful-’’
Finally I take him in my mouth, relaxing my throat as I take him to the hilt. As I tried to set a pace for myself he suddenly took the back of my head, slamming it down to his pelvis! My eyes watered as I gagged, my throat absolutely being rammed, violated. I made a few gagging noises as I focused on breathing through my nose and relaxing my throat. I looked back up at him, though, it didn’t help due to the hazy vision my tears gave me, mascara, eyeliner, lip gloss smudging down my face. ‘’Couldn’t hold back- Nghh! Looked so-! Hah- So Delectable!’’ He let out a series of groans and grunts. I let him use me the way he wanted, absolutely just braindead and wanting for every hole in my body to be rammed! As he pushed my head down his entire dick, he thrusted upwards as well.
Beel made quicker thrusts and absolutely used my mouth as if it were some kind of pocket-pussy! Finally from the loud groans that escaped his mouth, and his abs convulsing, he was cuming down my throat! My eyes tilted upwards, as I tried to swallow as much as I could, his cum was so thick and there were loads of it, that some poured out the sides of my mouth. The Glutton finally let go of my head, as I departed myself. I closed my mouth, gulping down the large amount of thick gooey cum inside my mouth, gulping it down, as my throat bobbed. Looking through hooded lustful eyes right at Beel. After finishing, I opened my mouth, showing him, receiving a groan. He brought a hand down to my chin, holding it in place as he cleaned the corners of my mouth with his thumb, placing it back in my mouth.
I licked off his thumb, swallowing the remainder, and swirled my tongue around, sucking, just as what I would do if it was his large Dick. he kneels in front of me kissing my lips softly, pushing me down onto the floor gently. I decided to switch my position, my back towards him, Ass and Pussy in full display as I arched my back, wiggling it to provoke him. Suddenly he smacks my ass cheek roughly! ‘’Ah!’’ I was surprised, I didn’t think he would do that. ‘’Behave.’’ I heard it come from behind as I bit my lip in anticipation and nodded. Beel guided his dick towards my glistening cunt, softly shoving it in. I felt the tip enter my small opening, gasping! It was only his tip yet the stretch could already be felt. Slowly, he slides all the way in as he makes it to the hilt. I was already deeply breathing as I tried to get accustomed to his girthy length!
‘’H-Hah- Always feel so good, Sweetheart’’ Beelzebub started to move his hips, going slow at first to give me more time, and to set a pace. He leaned down a bit, littering my kneck with countless love bites and kissses. Soon enough his pelvis was smacking against my ass making all kinds of unholy noises. His large hands were right on my shoulder, pushing me right back against his body in all types of powerful thrusts. I could barely hold myself up, eyes thrown back, pupils resembling hearts, various tears from the pleasure cascading down my cheeks, tongue lolled out, letting out obscenities out of my mouth, I was a Wreck! And it was all Beel’s doing! His thrusts quickened as we both chased our orgasm! He brought a hand down to my bud, flicking and playing with it once more!
‘’N-Nooooo!!~~ Too much!- No!- No!- No!-’’
‘’Unghhh! Take it!- Take it!-’’
I couldn’t handle the immense pleasure as I tried running away, pushing against his abs, raising my hips up to try and run! I had no power! I grabbed his wrist trying to pry it away from my overly-sensitive pearl, but to no avail. Instead he grabs both of my arms, pinning it behind my back, making me lay face down on the ground. ‘’Nggghh! Cuming MC!- Cuming!! Gonna shoot a big load in you-!’’ Beel groans into my ear, speeding up his thrusts as I let out cries! The pleasure was so immense that it was borderline starting to mix with pain. ‘’Ngh!!-’’ One final hard thrust, he dumps a huge load inside me, painting the walls of my cunt white! ‘’A-ahhhh!!-’’ I screamed, my cunt gushing out a long series of my issence out, even forcefully shoving Beel's member out with it!
Beel hurries and flips me over, my back faced on the concrete as he shoves his face down my squirting cunt, mouthing, and eating me out! Suddenly my phone rings, Beelzebub thrusts it in my hand, answering it before-hand! It was my friends and they were looking for me! ‘’MC, it’s rude not to say hi to your friends.’’ He looks up from his meal, making eye contact with me as I quietly sobbed from overstimulation, I sniffled, trying to get my shit together. ‘’H-HiGuys!...’’’ I covered my mouth so they couldn’t hear my moaning. ‘’MC! We’re sorry for leaving you! We’ll come back inside to find you, okay?’’ After not receiving an answer they repeat my name again! ‘’MC? You still there?’’ The Glutton sucks my pearl harder, making me whimper into my arm.
‘’Y-YeaSo-Sorry the Co-Mhm!- Connection isn’t so good here…’’
‘’Are you okay? You sound different?’’
‘’I-H-hah- I’m okay, just… Scared- Mhm!-’’
‘’Oh! You poor thing, we’ll come in and find you ASAP, Okay?’’
‘’Ye-a Sounds Gr-Ngh!- Great, see you H-Hah!- soon! Byeloveyouguys-’’
I quickly ended the call, trying to push away beel from my cunt, whining, crying, moaning! ‘’Beelll!!- Sensitive!- Sensitive!-’’ I warned, gushing once again, wetting his face as he slurped up everything I could offer, going back in for more! ‘’MC? MC? Where are you?’’ My friends called out! I panicked! they were just around the corner, they could easily see us! I tried to push the Avatar’s face away but to no avail! I was about to start sobbing from the overstim! Right before Beelzebub covered my mouth so I won’t make any sounds, still eating my out, now swiping his face side-to-side! I moaned and whimpered into his arm, sobbing. Eventually, my friends searched on the other levels of the Haunted House. Beel puts his hand away from my face, going back to easily spreading my thighs open so he could continue feasting.
There I was cumming again! This time I just creamed on his face rather than gushing. ‘’No more Beelll!!’’ I panted and sobbed, my body convulsing in the aftershocks of my hard orgasms, shaking, as I wiped the tears away from my eyes. ‘’One more, promise. I’m still Hungry.’’ His eyes softened, kissing my lips softly, guiding my hands away from my eyes, giving them kisses as well. After pampering me for a bit he went back down between my legs. Looking at me, while licking his lips, eyes nothing but Hunger!
Just from that I know that ‘’one more’’ was a lie. Finally facing the truth that tonight will be a long and never-ending one.
beel LOVES it when you call him "___ boy". sweet boy, good boy, beautiful boy, whatever. depending on the name, he might stutter, but he'll always be taken aback and blushing. he's a terrifying demon, the avatar of gluttony, but most importantly, he's your boy.
hcs pls abt beel just being the sweetest bf ever to an s/o whos like so much smaller than him pls?? :(((
omg omg. the sweetest bf ever
so gentle with u bc he's SOSO much bigger than u he treats u like porcelain
he's always looking down on you with that expressionless look on his face but it's actually kinda hot bc of the fact of how much bigger he is than u 💀
also v overprotective of u when out in public bc literally everyone in the devildom is a giant . holds ur hand (thats def so much smaller than his) everywhere
will carry you like anywhere anytime if u get too tired or just don't feel like walking LOL
like you say the word he'll bend down to let you hop on his back or get on his shoulders
or he'll just pick you up bridal style in front of everyone (baby doesnt get why this flusters you 😭😭)
he also walks like 10x faster than u with those long ass legs so he almost always ends up giving u piggybacks
man it's so fun . cute bf and car in one
always wants you to eat more so you can grow more
but if you don't really feel like eating or don't have a big appetite he'll hoover up ur food without a second word LMAO
forehead kisses are a MUST. (although if u wanna give him one u have to ask him to bend down 😭)
but if he wants a kiss on the lips he won't ask, mans will just bend down next to you and wait expectantly
give the good boy what he wants😠
HES SO CUTE AHAHWIEJ
also so warm and cuddly in bed like. you don't even need a blanket or pillow he'll literally just lay on top of u
just the thought of waking up being spooned by beel those muscular ass arms around u makes me SJQOSBIWHDHD
in conclusion giant bf beel x tiny s/o best thing ever
"hey, i'll protect you, so don't worry about being smaller than everyone else."
a/n: I thought of this in the shower yesterday and as you can see, went feral and wrote almost 4k. you're welcome. I also used this prompt list to help with some ideas.
Lucifer: the most important thing your soulmate says to you that day appears on your body
Lucifer gave up looking for his soulmate millennial ago
he figured if they weren't in the celestial realm or the Devildom you either didn't exist or were in the human realm. a realm he doesn't have time to scour
it pains him sometimes, the idea of knowing his person was out there and he wouldn't know it was them unless they talked
he thinks it's a curse, a punishment for the celestial war by having a difficult sign
and then when you come down to the Devildom he thinks maybe it's you
you were able to bring together his family, to show him life was worth living and risks were worth taking
but he never finds anything written on his body and as days go by the exchange program comes to its end
he acts like it doesn't sting, like his heart doesn't sink when you leave and there's still no message
he gets rid of all hope then, any idea of a soulmate is squashed. never to be thought of
when you're sent to the Devildom a second time you couldn't wait to see Lucifer again. you had heard rumors about his soulmate sign, about how he had given up after you left. You had hoped he was your soulmate too, only to be met with sorrow when nothing would appear. it hurt more to hear Lucifer had given up, even if you weren't his soulmate you knew he deserved love. he deserved to be with a person who would nurture his dreams and send him to bed when dusk falls.
Lucifer is in his study when you find him with his head in his hand.
"hey." and he looks up, heart fluttering when he sees you standing in the middle of the room. a small smile makes its way onto your face, drinking in the sight of him. his hair is disheveled, tie undone around his neck but its the most attractive he's ever been. you make your way over to his chair and plop down on his lap. He sinks his head into your shoulder, hands coming to your waist.
"thought I'd find you here," you tease, fingers running through his hair. He says something and it's muffled by the fabric of your shirt.
"I think you're going to have to say that again."
"tell me I've been on your mind since the day you left." your mouth runs dry and fingers cease. there's a light tingling sensation on your clavicle.
"of course you have," you respond and pull away. Lucifer cranes his neck up to see you fiddling with the collar of your shirt. you pull it down a bit and he sees it in a neat cursive along the bone.
tell me I've been on your mind since the day you left
he looks stunned, eyes wide. you look down and see it, breath caught in your throat. he looks down at his forefinger, studying it.
of course you have
"Lucifer..." his lips are on yours almost instantly. you bring your hand to cup his jaw.
"I knew it had to be you," he whispers. You both stay like that for a while, thinking about how you'll spend your nights listening to vinyl records and waking up in each others arms.
Mammon: writing on your body appears on your soulmate's
writing down little notes on your arm has always helped you remember
especially when you began living in the Devildom, writing the names of streets or the types of hexes on your forearm became a second nature
Mammon's noticed the notes appear on his skin, unable to come off no matter how hard he scrubbed
thankfully, his choice in clothes has always managed to hide it. he knows a sign of his soulmate but in honesty, he'd be crushed if it wasn't you
so if he continued to hide them from anyone's sight he'd still be able to stay with you. he isn't taking the chance to lose you if you weren't his soulmate
when you were getting ready for class one day you found a series of numbers scribbled on your palm
it was safe to say you hadn't written it, the numbers made no sense to you and it wasn't your printing
you knew this was your soulmate's doing but it was the first time a note had been written on you. did your soulmate just...not write on their own body??
You end up seeing Mammon slinking around the halls of RAD showing off his new watch to anyone within a meter from him.
"Hey! Human," he calls out, his voice being carried throughout the corridor. You turn towards him and he's glowing, thrusting his arm out to you.
"I won it in a bet. Ain't it nice?" The gold band catches thee light from one of the many windows that line the hall making it sparkle. Mammon lets you grasp his hand, it's soft and warm in your own as you inspect the watch. When you go to drop his hand you notice something. 62 38 17 20. You flip his palm up and see the numbers is scrawled in blue ink. It's identical to yours, the writing, the pen ink.
"Oh, yeah. I played the lotto last night. Wrote down the numbers." He shrugs but doesn't take his hand out of yours. He enjoys the feeling of your finger tracing the writing too much.
"Why ya lookin' at me like that?" You're squinting, studying the numbers to make sure you aren't imaging anything. When you look up at him he raises his eyebrows. Wordlessly, you pull up the sleeve of your uniform and place your palm parallel to his. You watch his eyes drop to your hand, his lips part but no sound comes out. It's his turn to bring a finger to your hand, touch so light like he's afraid of burning you.
"Does this mean..." he trails off, looking back up to your face. He's fighting the urge to smile too afraid that this is all a dream. Mammon lets you roll up his sleeve to reveal the notes you've written and you feel your heart pound against your chest. Mammon was your soulmate.
"You're my soulmate," you breathe, still looking at his skin. In an instant, Mammon wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you to his chest. He buries his face in your hair taking a deep breath. You reciprocate the hug, looping your arms around his torso listening to his rapid heartbeat.
"You don't know how hard I wished it was you," he whispers.
"Looks like you're stuck with me," you laugh, tears prickling your eyes. Mammon kisses the crown of your head.
"Hm yeah. Gonna cause a lot of trouble for me, aren't ya?"
Levi: you feel the same emotion as your soulmate
you always thought of yourself as someone who was in touch with their emotions
it was one of your greatest assets and even more handy when you started living in the Devildom
lately, it seemed like you couldn't get a handle on them, mood swings were more common or emotions would hit you suddenly out of nowhere. You noticed it would happen during the late hours of the night when everyone was sleeping soundly in their rooms
You didn't know what was happening until did some research and found that this could potentially be a sign that you've found a soulmate, but it would be much harder to figure out who it could because the only clues you had were emotions.
during class you became ecstatic, smiling so hard your cheeks hurt and you heart was full of joy. your thoughts were preoccupied with happy memories and your presence lifted everyones mood
it was weird, you weren't sure what made you this excited but it felt like a breath of fresh air. you were perky the rest of the day and even on your walk home
when you walk into Levi's room he's bouncing off the walls and you feel the butterflies in your stomach. His radiates a gleeful energy and when he spots you leaning on his doorway he grins.
"guess what?" he asks and you feel like you're about to burst. He doesn't give you time to answer before he continues, words spewing out of his mouth.
"I was able to get us tickets to our favourite idol group! I know how much you enjoyed listening to their songs with me so I stayed up all night and skipped class to make sure I bought the VIP passes!"
relief. you see it on his face and you feel it within your core. you hold onto the feeling a touch too long before your stomach drops and despair takes a hold of you.
"do...do you not want to go?" Levi deflates, the joy in his face is swiftly replaced with a frown.
"no! no, no, of course I'd love to go! that's really sweet and considerate of you." This time he feels something. He feels loved. It makes his back straighten and chest puff out.
"no one has ever done anything like this for me," you add.
"I guess...I guess this is why we're soulmates."
Levi feels the words die in his throat. he never thought he would have a soulmate. someone to care for him and to put up with his rambles. but he can feel it. he can feel it seeping from his pores and it cradles him. makes him feel safe in a world full of hate and judgement.
content. you both feel it flooding you as you grip his hands in yours.
Satan: you can hear your soulmates voice in your mind
Satan thought he had finally lost it when he started hearing a voice in his head. thoughts that didn't belong to him would echo throughout his mind. when is this class over? I wonder what I should do for lunch
it would scare him at first, make him jump out of his skin to hear an unrecognizable voice interrupt the silence. after a while he found it amusing, listening to your most inner thoughts. maybe it was about how your day was going or that pop song stuck in your head for the millionth time
you had a similar reaction when you heard a voice in your head that wasn't yours. most of the time it sounded like sighs or a narration of a movie plot
it became the highlight of your day, listening to his thoughts when he would read. try to solve the book's mystery before reaching the final pages and the triumphant yes! that would follow soon after
you both have attempted to reach out to each other but it seems not every thought is able to get through. you know each other's names, and general personal details. its like an itch you can't scratch. you're with your soulmate for majority of your days but can't see them. can't hold them in your arms after a long day and it weighs on your heart
Satan knows this. he knows you. how you crave of finally meeting, of being able to see the life you think about together
it hurts him too, thinking about how he can't spend his quiet afternoons with you, the only person who genuinely understands him and his ways. the only person he can trust to love him whole
the coffee shop isn't too busy when you walk in, the smell of the beans linger in the air and the heat kisses your cheeks. you see a couple sitting on the nook together exchanging hushed whispers.
I wish we could have that
we will. I'm sure of it
you let out a small laugh. you take pleasure in the confidence Satan emits, always certain you'll have your fairytale ending together.
"can I get a latte, please." Your head snaps up to see a mop of blonde hair infant of you. they're wearing a green jacket and a book bag a hangs off their shoulder with a voice you could recognize anywhere. you hesitate, what if your mind is playing tricks on you?
"thanks."
"Satan?" you call and the figure freezes. Emerald green eyes stare into yours.
"you're here," he says, bringing out a hand to cup your cheek. he can feel the warmth on his palm as he takes a step closer to you, closing the distance between your bodies. you rest your forehead against his.
"Hi." he smiles and closes his eyes. you feel wetness on your cheeks and notice he's crying. you bring your thumb to brush away at the stray tears.
"its okay," you whisper and he hiccups.
"I'm here. you don't have to be alone anymore."
Asmodeous: living in a colourless world until you meet
Asmo's been alive so long that seeing things in black and white doesn't even bother him
He never thought he would have a true soulmate seeing as he is the Avatar of Lust
people fall for him every day and he can charm people into loving him. he never thought he could have anything genuine because of who he is.
Unlike him, you haven't been living like this for as long, it was natural for these things to take time but who can blame you for being anxious?
but when you appear in an unfamiliar room and see the orange tint from the candle light and the sparkling stars in the deep blue sky your heart starts pounding in your chest
to be honest you didn't even know who your soulmate was, there's several people looking at you so it's kind of process of elimination
Asmo blinks and all of a sudden he's staring at the red uniform that Diavolo is wearing
so he blinks again and it doesn't disappear, he can see the pink and green that paints his nails and pale purple banners that line the council room
his soulmate is a human who's definitely overwhelmed, he can see it on your face that you're trying to process all the information being thrown at you so he takes it upon himself to not tell you. he doesn't trust himself to not interfere. he doesn't want to make you fall for him, he wants you to do it on your own. he wants to know he is worthy
You've been living in the Devildom for a few weeks and are no closer to finding who your soulmate is. Spending your free time with the brothers who were in that room with you except for Lucifer and Diavolo who always seem to be busy. It's a bit frustrating, no one seems to have hinted at recently seeing the world in full colour or giving you clues on who it may be. What's the point of seeing life in colour if there's no one to share it with?
Asmodeous has been trying to adjust to this new life. To the idea that his soulmate is a human who he's desperately trying to avoid. It makes his heart ache, not being able to get to know you like he should because of who he is. Because of what he is. He locks himself in his room staring at all his belongings but it doesn't shut out the thoughts that race in his mind. They come to a standstill when he hears a soft rap on the door and his greeted by you.
You've never really gotten the chance to look at his eyes. Pink hues and orange tints blurred together as they shine under the hallway light. His gaze is soft, it makes your stomach turn and heat rush to your cheeks. An epiphany. You're not sure how you missed it, the signs were there. Why he would avoid you, keeping you at arms distance.
"I like the colour of your eyes."
It fills him with a joy, warmth flooding his system as he lets out a chuckle. He needs someone like you around, to remind him he's worthy of true love. To remind him that there is more to life than superficial beauty.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't want to...to make it unnatural or-"
"It's okay. I had to spend a lot of time with your brothers to figure it out, though." He laughs, corners of his mouth lifting making you beam. He looks radiant in colour, it compliments his skin adding to his aura.
" I promise I'll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you," he teases.
Beel: flying a paper airplane that moves in the direction of your soulmate
Beel doesn't think about soulmates too often unlike his other brothers
he likes to believe Belphie's the closest thing he'll get to one and that's okay
but there is times where he finds himself wondering if he'd finally be satisfied if he found his soulmate. if he had someone to share his treats with or someone to give him an infinite amount of kisses
you come to mind when he pictures a soulmate, you don't try to change him or chastise him for eating as much as he does. yet there is no sign you're his soulmate or he is yours
and that's what stops him, he doesn't want to get in the way of you finding your person because he can't get enough of you.
you don't really know much about soulmates until you go to the Devildom and hear stories about them. how demons find there life partners from being drawn together by a red ribbon or having matching tattoos
it makes you believe your soulmate is out there, gives you hope you'll find a envy worthy love
Beelzebub is bored. this class on potions has been going on forever and he's lost all focus. he spies a classmate making a paper airplane, probably out of boredom so he follows in suit. folding the line paper over itself as the bell rings, signaling the end of class. he waits until the other students to leave before he throws it, letting it whizz through the air. except it doesn't land on the floor like he expects, it continues to zoom in the air and out the door. hurrying, he packs up his things and dashes out the classroom scanning the hall for the plane. He notices it flying over heads and in between students before he begins to jog through the crowd. it takes him through another wing of the school before sending him outside by the courtyard. at this point he knows there's something more than wind controlling the paper airplane. Did he use a cursed paper, he thinks to himself, gaining on it. He doesn't notice the plane's descent as he collides with you, moving your body on top of his to absorb the impact. the sound of crumpled paper can be heard as the plane lands beside the two of you.
"are you okay?" you ask while you lift yourself off his chest. he's blushing, no doubt because of the position your in. your legs hooked around his hips, hands pressed firmly on his ribcage.
"y-yeah. you're not hurt anywhere are you?" you shake your head and he sits up.
"what were you chasing?"
"that," he points to the air plane, drawing your attention.
"you threw it out here? it's not windy though." you're right, he thinks. there is no wind or breeze at all out here. the leaves are firmly planted on the branches of trees and no one's jumped out of a bush to admit to a prank. Beel looks at the plane while he bites the inside of his cheek. you reach out and grab the piece of paper to inspect it.
"you know," he starts. you look at him expectedly with wide eyes.
"they say a sign of finding your soulmate is if you throw a paper airplane it will lead you to them." you're quiet. thinking it over he guesses.
"I threw it back in the classroom. but it just kept going and brought me out here. and then landed right by you."
"are you saying I'm your soulmate?"
he shrugs, so you take the airplane and throw it behind you. both of you watch anxiously as it swoops around in the air to change direction and crashes into Beel's head.
"well... I think it's safe to say we're soulmates," you say with a sly grin.
Belphie: when you have a question, your soulmate has the answer
Belphegor doesn't believe in soulmates
he thinks its a concept made up by someone who was too desperate for their own good
he's met humans, demons, and angels alike and hasn't found one he finds more than tolerable. he's been living for so long and it hasn't happened yet so it's another reason why it's a myth
yes he's heard the stories about how there's a plethora of signs and clues to find your soulmate but he doesn't care. it's too much work to go out and look for them
the Devildom has a lot of traditions you didn't know about and one of them was the idea of things that lead you to your soulmate
it was interesting of course, how there were so many ways to find the person who was made for you
but none of the brothers talked about their signs or if they've found their soulmate so you began to think it was some sort of hoax
"do you believe in soulmates?" it cuts through the silence that filled the planetarium. Belphie is laying down on the couch, eyes drifting closed.
"no." he doesn't even open his eyes. He snuggles into his blanket more.
"how come?" your tone sounds somber.
"I don't think you can only have one person for your be all, end all. why?" you shrug with a sigh and he opens one eye to analyze your figure. you're sat beside him, staring out the window.
"I was talking to Solomon about it. he said even demons have soulmates but none of you guys ever talk about them."
"why were you asking him about it?" there's a hint of jealousy in his voice.
"Like I said, you never talk about it. did you ever look for them?" you shift closer to him and he lays his head on your lap. you've always felt like home to him.
"no. too much work," he replies with a yawn. typical.
"do you know what your sign is at least?"
"yeah." he closes both eyes again
"are you going to tell me what it is?"
"having the answer to their questions. I met a witch once. she told me."
The air is still and the room has gone so quiet you could hear a pin drop. your mind races to come to a proper conclusion.
"Belphie?" you ask calmly. he hums in response.
"did you know this whole conversation was just us asking each other questions?" you look down at him and he opens his eyes.
"not before you brought it up... do you believe in soulmates?" he questions.
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Seated with Lucifer under your shared parasol, you watched Mammon and Leviathan rush after Beelzebub with Asmodeus not far behind, lagging a bit from taking his time to apply his sunscreen. Still wearing shorts and a shirt from your travel from the lodge to the privately-owned beach, you laughed at their antics: a race to the waters and the loser has to pay for tonight's meal. Lucifer and Satan decided to stay away from such childish ideas - as they put it - and Belphegor was too tired to even care. Fortunately, they were sweet enough to spare you from paying 8 meals, with Mammon proclaiming:
"I'll pay for you anyway! So don't try and get up, human!"
Seeing them having so much fun, you decided to join them. Clothes off and a bottle of cream in hand, you squeezed the bottle and applied it to your limbs and face.
"Let me help you with your back, (Name)," a deep rumbling voice called out to you, a cold hand swiping the bottle out of your hand.
"Thanks, Lucifer."
"You're welcome, darling," his deep chuckle made your stomach flutter with butterflies. "Hold still."
Gently pressing against your back, you felt his palms wander the surface of your naked back, fingers slipping under the string of your top and tips prodding your flesh. His touches were fleetingly soft, but the feeling lingered like a late-night hickey. Ensuring that every area was protected from the blazing sun, he nodded at your wave and watched you run off to his siblings.
They stood in the shallows, splashing water on each other, cackling when Mammon fell face-first into the sea.
"Beel!" you screamed, taking big leaps to reach the farthest one, smile big and goofy.
Hearing your calling, the ginger opened his arms, a look of wonder and happiness adorning his face as he watched you get closer and closer to his awaiting embrace. You jumped into his hug, arms wrapping around his neck as he spun you around, holding you tightly by the waist, laughing all the while the others watched. Securely in his grasp, he placed you on his shoulders as he raced off god knows where.
"Hey!"
The trio trailed behind, too slow for Beel's bull-like strength and speed. Maybe Lucifer could catch up, but he didn't seem that tempted to fool around.
"Princess!"
"Wait up!"
Until Beel decided to slow down, they would never gain up on you 2; that was his promise.
Eating in a room reserved by Lucifer, you had privacy for whatever would go on during supper. You were seated between Lucifer and Belphegor, calmly ordering food after the bickering they had to know who would sit to your right and your left. Lucifer, being the eldest, used this as a bargaining chip to call dibs on your left, and Belphie, ever so cunning ad he is lazy, slipped past the arguing demons and plopped down with a big and exaggerated sigh.
Each helped choosing the meals and ordering - with them, again, having a debate on which of their human food choice you prefer more than the rest - your meals came quickly from the staff.
Supper felt like every other one in Devildom, but it had a special air to it, probably from the subtle quietness of the 7 brothers when they first tasted human food made in the human world - unlike the occasional desserts you baked in the dorm's kitchen. Being able to taste such a delicacy for demons must have silenced them in pleasure of eating.
"Hey, (Name), is human food this good?" Mammon's hesitant voice was the first to break the silence. "I swear, if it's always this good, I'll have you cook every day. Ya hear?".
"Ignore him," the dark blue-toned demon blurted out, still stuffing his face with his meal.
"Ghis ish shoo good, wreally good."
"Don't speak with your mouth full, Beel."
You chuckled, what was a regular thing for you was a rare treat for them, and with the way they ate as vigorously as Beel did proved your point. You answered them honestly, such elaborate meals would be difficult to make, but you wouldn't mind making an effort to learn these recipes if it made them smile.
"You don't have t-" Lucifer and Satan respectfully turned down your tiring offer.
"I love you," Beel was fast and efficient.
The room shut up and all eyes turned to Beel. You were flustered and ears burning red from such a confession.
"I love her more!"
"No, no, no, no, no, me!"
"No, it ain't! I love her more than all of y'all!!"
"Shut up all of you!"
"Bickering idiots."
What was a calm supper became a room filled with bickering and thrown food, and an expensive receipt it was...
knock knock
Giving whoever it was entrance, you moved to one side of the bed to let him jump in. The bed dipped behind you and his arms pulled you back, caging you to his chest as he breathed against your nape. He smelled like the fresh sea breeze, cold and calming. You knew who it was, there'd be no way you wouldn't recognize the smell of your favourite otaku.
"Goodnight, Levi," you whispered, cuddling closer to him.
"Goodnight, (Name)."
Almost asleep, you heard the door open and careful steps to your bedside. Dipping to your front, he embraced you as Levi did, face hiding in the crook of your neck and kissing you goodnight. The smell of calming foresty musk filled your nose, lulling you into a dream of sleeping in a fantasy-like forest.
"Night, Belphie..."
He hummed a reply, falling back to his deep slumber with you and Levi in bed.
A third person joined your slumber party, a tired, yet joyful voice warned you before jumping in - Asmo.
A tired, boyish groan pushed through your open door and slept behind his twin - Beel.
A whiny complaint from a fifth sibling voiced their entrance, before falling face-first into your mattress to hug your legs - Mammon.
Finally, 2 pairs of steps quietly came in, viewing your demon-infested bed with you in the center of the mess - Luci and Satan.
They stared at each other, concocting a plan to steal you away to one of their rooms. So steal you, they did, taking you from under their sleeping grasp to snuggle up with you in Lucifer's master bedroom.
Warnings- Friends to lovers, love confession, making out, groping, mainly fluff
a/n. I literally love Beel. that’s it.
You pulled yourself up and out of bed, still barely awake. It took forever to get up and moving, but you were doing it. And it was terrible. Every step you took on the cold floor was torturous. But you had school, so it had to be done.
You yanked a pair of shorts on and headed for the door. You whipped it open, confused about the silence of the house.
Normally, Lucifer would be running back and forth between Belphie and Beel’s room to try and get Belphie up, Mammon and Levi would be arguing in the middle of the hallway, and Asmodeus would be banging on your door, begging you to let him put makeup on you. But it was silent.
You carefully walked down to the kitchen, to see if Beel was up. He was. Of course.
“Hey.” You said, and looked around. Maybe the others would jump out and surprise you? It wasn’t a holiday or anything though. “MC.” Beel looked up at you and hurried over.
You laughed quietly. “Are you okay?” He asked and took your hands in his. “Yes?” You tilted your head to the side, more confused than before.
“Why are you up?” He asked and looked you up and down, his face slowly turning a soft tint of pink.
“I… It’s a school day?” You glanced at a clock against the back wall and groaned loudly.
It was 4 am.
“Damn…” You mumbled. You couldn’t believe you’d woken up so early.
Beel giggled quietly and squeezed your hands, you stared at him now. He was… beautiful.
His soft smile always made your heart melt, and how he was so gentle for someone so big, and how he always checked up on you before you went to sleep. But he was just being nice, he was just being a proper friend to you.
You dropped his hands when you noticed how long you’d been holding them. “I’m gonna go back to bed.” You whispered and turned away.
You hurried back out of the kitchen and into the hallway, you’d only gotten a few meters when you noticed he was following right behind you. He didn’t say a word to you, though he was standing so close you could practically hear him breathing.
You didn’t question it, just letting him follow you down the hallway, through your doorway and towards your bed.
You threw back the covers and leaned over your bed, shoving aside some books and fixing your pillows. “MC.” Beel said again, you shot up. “Sup Beel?” You turned to face him, his face was bright red now and his chest was moving up and down rapidly.
“Woah, Beel. Are you si-” Before you could finish talking, he snaked his hand under your arm and rested it on your hip, gently gripping it. His other hand was shaking at his side. He opened his mouth to say something, but shut it quickly and rested it on your shoulder.
“MC.” He whispered into your ear. He moved his other hand to your hip as well, holding you in place. “I can’t take it.” His voice was barely audible now. You didn’t dare ask him what he meant, you were too scared he might back down and let you go.
“I want you. You’re so…” His voice trailed off and his hands squeezed your hips harshly. His hands were still shaking, but it wasn’t as noticeable while he held you. “Soft.” He whined out quietly.
“I want you too.” Was all he needed to hear before the two of you were lying on your bed, him on top of you, desperately feeling you up. He kept his knee in between your leg, gazing down at you.
His hands moved all over your body, he really couldn’t get enough. He dug his nails into your thighs until he saw you start to squirm, then he moved up to your stomach. He gently grasped it and started to squeeze.
He started to sloppily kiss your neck and collarbone, your hands in his hair only egging him on. “I-I love how you feel.” He mumbled, his big hands bean to trail back up your body, he stopped at your face, cupping your cheeks.
You still couldn’t process what was happening, whether it was a dream or reality. The idea of your best friend was really feeling you up at 4 am was just too much.
He stared at your face for almost a full minute until you started to get flustered under his gaze. “Beel?” You whispered, he returned you with a sweet kiss on the lips. You moved your own hands around his waist now, holding him as close as you could.
If this really was a dream, you didn’t want it to end.
He broke the kiss and rubbed his thumb over your cheek once before laying down next to you. He pulled you into his chest and placed his head on top of yours. The two of you laid there for a few minutes before he spoke quietly.
“I love you, MC.” His arms tightened around you, and his voice was shaky. Almost like he was crying. You wrapped your arms around him as well, and kissed his chest. “I love you too, Beel.”
The two of you overslept the next morning, but no one had the heart to wake either of you.
takes really good care of his hair and makes sure it looks presentable at all times
doesn't use as many products as asmo but they can be pretty expensive
when he's out, he always ties it in a neat high bun and likes to pin his hair with a red rose
when he's at home, a ponytail usually suffices
doesn't wear a headband 'cuz it hurts the sides of his head
he just uses hair spray and a brush to keep the baby hairs out
it's always such a relief to undo his hair, especially after a long day
he takes a couple of minutes combing it to relax before he goes to sleep
MAMMON
you'd expect him to be too lazy to keep it up and presentable (considering how he puts on his uniform- he looks like he got robbed on the way to rad)
but he actually uses a decent amount of effort to make it look nice
part of the reason is if he doesn't, it gets in his face all the time and it's annoying
another is he wants to look somewhat decent, it's not that hard for him to make his hair look well-kept. throw on a slightly half-assed ponytail and he's done
his rad uniform is a mess because it has too many buttons. his hair is one thing, his uniform is another.
LEVIATHAN
a complete mess almost all the time
he doesn't spend much money on hair products unless it's some type of anime merch, and even then he doesn't use them so they can be "preserved"
usually ties his hair into pigtails because ruri-chan (also they're easy to do)
sometimes uses pins to keep the baby hairs out of his face when he's gaming, but he normally wears a headband that hasn't been replaced for hundreds of years
SATAN
finds wearing a bun most convenient, the only problem is that lucifer wears a bun too
it took a while for him to stop changing hairstyle every day for him to realize that plenty of people wear their hair in buns so he just does it now
does try to make it as different as possible (ie. making it low and loose instead of high and tight, wearing a headband instead of a pin)
whenever asmo's out, he buys 2 of the same hair products so his hair is really soft and well taken care of
asmo also loves playing with satan's hair, so in the morning you'll see him with a ponytail; then a couple hours later with a braided bun
ASMODEUS
you'd think he'd have to spend a bunch of money for his hair products, but his fans give him free stuff all the time, and beauty companies give him their products so he can advertise them on his devilgram
he washes his hair around 3-4 times a week, and during those days he makes sure to wake up early since his morning routine takes longer
definitely has the most beautiful hair out of everyone here
likes to experiment with his hairstyles a lot, but it usually depends on his mood
he doesn't keep up with the trends, he makes the trends- so he doesn't go to devilgram for ideas (most of the time).
can make almost any hairstyle look good, and on the off chance he has a bad hair day, he wears a cute hat.
BEELZEBUB
more focused on convenience than if his hair looks good or not, but sometimes asmo styles his hair (while complaining about how beel never takes care of his hair) and he always knows which hairstyle fits beel best
if asmo isn't doing his hair, he just wears it in a bun so it doesn't get in the way when he's eating
he puts more effort when he's playing fangol though. it's in a tighter and higher bun, and he wears a sport headband
BELPHEGOR
god his is worse than levi's. at least levi ties his hair.
almost never takes care of it. the only reason he combs his hair is because lucifer will lecture him about it, and if it gets too far- lucifer'll brush belphie's hair himself. and it always hurts (on purpose).
he washes it every now and again because otherwise, it'll smell really bad.
since he's always sleeping, his hair is tangled almost all the time, and he only brushes it at the end of the day. so you're stuck looking at a bird's nest whenever you see belphie.
DIAVOLO
if you see him with a fancy hairstyle (which is every time), just know barbatos did it
he's tried, he really has- but his hands can be pretty clumsy and he always messes up when he looks at tutorials :(
the most he can do is a messy bun, a ponytail, and pigtails (his favourite)
at the very least he prides himself in knowing how to wash his. he knows just how to untie the knots in his hair after waking up from bed and after a long day. it's one of his favourite parts of the day (he likes to chat with lucifer about it).
BARBATOS
despite not having almost any time to himself, he always goes out with a braided bun
it's elegant, classy, beautiful; and it suits someone like him. it also keeps his hair out of the way and he can braid ribbons into it when he's feeling decorative (gold is his favourite).
he has multiple jeweled hair pins depending on what he wears for special occasions
SIMEON
luke likes to style his hair in the morning, and he always keeps the end result even if it looks horrible (it usually isn't)
if luke doesn't do his hair, he usually just leaves it untied
like to put pins, wear headbands and braided ribbons to make it look less plain but that's about it
you almost never see it tangled, and he keeps a hairbrush and hair tie on him at all times
LUKE
loves playing with simeon's hair 'cuz it always feels and smells nice. also because he can't do his own hair.
he can't see what he's doing behind his own head so he either just ties them in the basic/easy hairstyles (ponytails, simple but neat buns, pigtails < only sometimes because they make him feel childish) or simeon does it for him
it's his second favourite activity with the upper angel (next to baking with him).
SOLOMON
despite all his years of living, he has absolutely no clue how to take care of his hair (asmo cried when he first felt his hair)
speaking of which, while his hair is atrocious to the touch- he somehow knows how to make it look presentable and not like a pile of dry hay
used the 13-in-1 shampoo and only stopped when asmo went into his demon form about it
