#lucifierthings

Candy: oh, thank you!

luci vc: I am quite controlled, thank you

@lucifierthings​ asked: ‘ you were talking in your sleep. ’ //bel !

                          Belphegor was roused awake by the familiar presence                     of his eldest brother.  An  aura  that  once  comforted  him                     just  by  its  close  proximity  now  only brought on anxiety                      and fear that he didn’t want  to  voice . It had already been                      a few months since  he  was  trapped  up  here.  He  could                      hear   the   voices    of    his    brothers    and    the  human                     chattering away underneath  the  floor  he  stood  from. At                     first  he  didn’t  believe  Lucifers words. That no one could                     hear him, much less see  him,  but  it  came to be true. No                     matter  how  many  times  he   screams  and  yelled  or the                      loud  sobs  that  would  escape  him  in  the middle  of the                      night. He  was  surrounded  by  unfamiliarity and yet these                     were the very walls he lived around after their fall. 

                           More often then not, Bel found himself sleepless and                    wide  awake.  Sleep   only    brought  on  nightmares.  The                     sight of Lilith dying  before  him, falling to the human realm                    with her body tattered and torn.  Her  once beautiful wings                    broken and gone. it was his  fault...or  at  least  thats  what                     he kept telling himself and no  one  revised his own claims.                    These were  also  the  nights  where  Bel couldn’t stop the                     tears caused  by  the  frustrated and agony of living in this                    silence. He was the  avatar  of  sloth,  but  on  most nights                     he couldn’t sleep.  The  demon  had  this  urge to just claw                    at his throat to clear the lump  that  felt  permanently stuck                    in  his  throat.  He  felt   trapped.   Empty.  So  hearing this                     supposed concern coming  from  Lucifer  was  comical  to                     him. 

                            The  morning  star  was  the  one  who locked him up                     here, trapping  him  in  his  nightmares.  The  never  ending                     reminder  of  his  mistakes   and   fears.  Not  only  that,  he                    rarely saw  the  eldest  in  the  first  place.  It  was  as  if  he                     was  being  forgotten. The  world  was  moving  on  without                    him   without   a  care.  Not  realizing  that  his  sudden  exit                     had  been  suspicious.  How  could  they  so readily believe                    him?! Why weren’t they looking for him?!  Why....why did                    it feel like  he  was  alone...?  Like  his  very  existence  was                     meaningless in the first place... 

                            Bel curled up rightly,  gripping  hard  around his arms,                     and keeping his head low.  He  didn’t  want  Lucifer  to  see                     him so weak  like  this.  So unlike himself.  He hid his face                     between  his   knees  in  attempt  to  hide  the  tears  rolling                    down  his  cheek,  but  it   was   still   evident  by  the  small                    stutter of his shoulders.  His  throat  was dry when he finally                    spoke up to reply. 

                                      “ Please stop giving me false hope that                                          you actually care. ”

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