#esuriient

@esuriient​ asked:  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

                                             “ Y-you idiot! ”

                          Belphegor hissed, tugging Beel’s jacket off to get a                   better look at the large gash that was on his arm. He hid                   his panic behind his anger, not wanting to show him just                   how the mere sight in front of him scared him. Though it                   wasn’t life  threatening  in  anyway,  Bel hated seeing his                    loved ones  injured,  especially  when  it was because of                    him. It brought back too  many  nightmares  of  their  fall                    from  grace.    He  ripped  his  own  shirt  and  began  to                    bandage it just enough  to  keep  the bleeding down. He                    needed   professional   treatment.  Fuck.  What  was  he                    supposed to tell Lucifer when he saw him?

                               “ We need to get you back home, Beel. ”

@esuriient​ said:  With a large basket in hand the tall orange haired demon would drop off a packet of cookies , some already stuffed in his mouth from the basket but none the less he was still doing the requested job of dropping off the cookies to others . ❛ Mhm you better enjoy, They are good . ❜

She stared up at him placidly, eyeing the treats briefly before shifting her halved gaze back towards his face, “...I’ve not much of an appetite.” 

He will choke hold her to get rest if he gotta.

Beel would let out a loud yawn before scooping the smaller body of the female up in his arms so casually , walking off with her without a care . ❛ Time for snacks then a nap, I'm tired . ❜

            Having been up all night, she found herself cramming down some hardcore studying for what felt like HOURS. She had gotten most of her studies completed but by Diavolo was she struggling with potions. Coffee was an easy thing to understand, but the number of potions and ingredients that went into even the simplest formulas. Kill me now...

          Freya was close to banging her head on the tower of text books sitting on her desks when Beel came through her door. She turned her head, offering a smile as she could feel happiness and her stress dying down a bit at the mere sight of him. ❛ Oh, hey Beel, do you need someth-- ❜ she didn’t even get to finish her question before Beel’s strong arms sweeped her up like a baby chic.

  ❛ H-Hey! Wait a second, Beel! I have to studyyyy! ❜ she protested but to no avail. Upon leaving her room, she felt herself relax, realizing that maybe Beel was simply the rescue she was needing.  

                 A nap... doesn’t sound so bad. 

❛ Mhm , want some ? ❜ Beel surprisingly would hold out the candies towards his eldest brother , some already in his other hand being stuffed into his mouth .

        It wasn’t an everyday occurrence Beel offered his delicious treats to just anyone. He wasn’t too interested in sweets, but every once in a while he did allow himself to indulge. A calm and pleased expression, he extended a gloved hand to pick out one of the many candies in Beel’s palm. 

            ❛ You shouldn’t eat all those at once ❜ he warns, knowing full well it didn’t matter much to Beel.  ❛ Dinner is in an hour. ❜

The room nearly shook , in the doorway stood the hulking orange haired demon who's eyes searched the room quickly before sniffing the air again for the delicious scent he had picked up on when on yet another raid to satisfy his ever present hunger . ❛ I smell something , who's making food- ❜

          The kitchen was to say, without a doubt, a TRAINWRECK. She normally wasn’t the cooking type-- baking, however, was an entirely different skill of hers. She found herself missing her family, and decided to bring her home to the Devildom. Granted, it wasn’t easy making one of her favorite french delights with little human ingredients lying around. 

        She was on attempt number fifthteen the moment Beel came sticking his head through the kitchen doors. Feeling half defeated from her many failed attempts, she can’t help but smile to see Beel stumbling in at the slightest scent of food whirling in the air. 

         ❛ Beel!  ❜ she exclaims, brushing the flour dusting her hands on her apron.   ❛ Yes, well, an attempt really. I’m trying to bake choux pastries.  ❜

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          Oh man, Beel is literally the sweetest boy and we love him so much. I really feel like they would be good friends pretty quickly? I would say Freya is 100% a glutton, but she has a munching habit where she has to keep her mouth busy. So she’s literally always carrying snacks, chocolates, candy, whatever mind in her bag. She’s also the type of person to fucking, wrap up chicken fingers in a napkin at a restaurant and put in her bag for later. 

         So she would 100% always have something for Beel. Personality, she is very soft and understanding. She is always excited to hear what other people have to say, always quick to hype them up. She’s not much for the gym, but she’d be there to support Beel if he asked her to. Hell, she’s small as hell, he could bench press her. She’s a touchy person also, so she’d probably ask him for piggy back rides, or if she was ever afraid, Beel would be the one she hides behind. 

      Also they are both gingers? She may also bribe him to join her when practicing her spells. She’ll give him food, and she’ll try not to turn him into anything too crazy. Ultimately, she would feel very safe with Beel, trust him. I think if she was ever feeling truly vulnerable, she could go to Beel and he’d just allow her to cry if she needed to without pressing too much if she wasn’t ready for it.

      As far as shipping could go, I think they would mesh very well together? And this is something I am totally down for discussing if you ever wanted to go that route !!