I Am About Five Seconds Away From Just Drawing All The Barbatos Art I Keep Trying To Speak Into Existence.

WHICH FUCKING CHAT??? SCREENSHOTS. I DEMAND IT.

Luke: Mmmh Barbatos?

Barbatos: Yes, Luke?

Luke: *shy* Have you ever been called cute?

Barbatos: *smiling in a macabre way* Yes.

Luke: Oh! And what did you tell them afterwards?

Barbatos: Let's just say that no one who has spoken those words to me lives to tell it. *leaves the room*

Luke: *gulping* I guess no one is crazy enough to call Barbatos Cute.

Later that day

Mc: *entering the room* Where is my cute butler?

Barbatos: ...

Mc: Cute, beautifull, lovely and the most precious demon in de word.

Barbatos: ...

Mc: Aren't you my most cute, cutie baby?

Barbatos: I am, indeed *smiling*.

Mc: Awwww *hugging the demon*.

Barbatos: *embracing them even tighter*.

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Based on a chat of Obey me shall we date ☺️.

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Sexy Superhell 🔥😈 🔥

A real idiot. That was what Lucifer believed himself to be. Not all the time, but at the moment he might as well be wearing clown makeup and that ridiculous rainbow afro.

“Lucifer, I need to talk to you. It’s about your brothers, I’d like to express my concerns with you so we could work it out.”

The tense memory of Diavolo’s stern voice played again and again in Lucifers thick skull. How could he be so stupid?

“I know you’re trying your best to keep your brothers in line, but so far, it’s almost like… and I regret that I must put this harshly— it’s almost like you’ve done nothing.”

Lucifer cringed. His mind running with regret, stress and anger. He’s finally slipped up— He’d finally commited the act he’s feared the most: Disappooint Diavolo.

The pride demon had been minding his own business, sorting misplaced files in Lord Diavolo’s study, as requested. He always knew that Diavolo was like a ticking time bomb, a man could only have so much patience. He’s tried very hard to keep his brothers in check, yes, but it looks like he’s run out of time. Fire only reaches you quicker if you don’t move.

Lucifer felt as if he was going insane. Every time he laid eyes on one of his younger brothers he wanted to claw them into bits because of their treaterous misbehavior, but at the same time he just wanted to grab them by the wrist and run far, far away.

He couldn’t do that though.

He debated whether to tell them about it so that they see the sour fruitage of their foul actions… At the same time, they’d probably say something snarky towards him, not taking it seriously.

They never took anything seriously, really.

Wether it be each others feeling or even schoolwork. They never really… cared.

“Your brothers don’t understand that there is a time and place for some things, and I kind of… need you to drill it into their heads.”

“I’ve been trying to do that but they won’t—“ Lucifer slightly raised his voice.

“Lucifer.” Diavolo’s voice was steady, and collected. A calm but assertive call that made the avatar of pride shut his lips.

“Your brothers came over a week ago to come and clean as you ordered them to for punishment. Which, yes, fair enough. However, they were intsructed to be quiet, since a noble family was coming over on that same day.”

Lucifer swallowed nervously. He knew this story.

“I think you could guess that they didn’t follow any instruction.” Diavolo’s voice suddenly shifted. It became dark, and his gaze more piercing. He was getting angry.

“They even went as far as to tear the very large—“ Lucifer braced himself for what he was about to hear. ”Very expensive—“ Lucifer felt like he was about to cry. ”—and very rare painting of my father in the treasure room.”

“That crosses every line.” Lucifer nodded. His brothers didn’t tell him this part of the story. “I won’t hold you accountable for it, though. I’ll give you some more time to figure out your family problems. If you fail, however.”

“I’m going to have to… condition your brothers myself.” The larger demons voice was terrifying. Lucifer almost felt the need to drop down to his knees in pain. Diavolo was not even trying to make it sound nice anymore.

Those were the last words that Diavolo spat before turning on his heel towards the door. Barbatos was supposedly waiting outside. due to Lucifer’s recollection of hearing the butlers vouce before his senses blanked out.

His heart was violently beating against his ribs.

He wanted to die, right then and there.

He feared his own, and the safety of his family.

He needed to do something, and fast.

Lord Diavolo’s use of the word conditioning was nothing to take light-heartedly.

The avatar of pride finally admits something he thought he’d never;

He was scared.

Dude I think you're gonna get food poisoning don't eat that

Does anyone even use the big store candy machines anymore?? I don't even see children getting candy from them at this point but they're still keeping them stocked for some reason

“But to hear that little demon say something like that to me, while hoping to hold me captive… it was just so adorable, you see.”

Headcanon: In an attempt to make Moon more likeable/less scary to kids, the company added the Daycare Theater, (which is obviously dark) for Moon to take the children and watch shows/movies every now and then, its typically framed in a “sneaky” way, as if they’re doing something they shouldn't be, in contrast of how he acts at nap time

this is kinda selling into the Moon is different in the day vs the night (security mode/hacked)  where he’s nicer in the daytime///

He, like Sun, really likes kids and doesn't like the fact that his programing and appearance cause most of them to fear him, so.. in any time other than “nap time” when he gets to be around children he really plays up him kindness, volume and general moral /energy, basically trying to copy Sun in any way he can, typically exhausting/overworking himself far over his own limit with his obviously less extreme personality.

Moon IS a good boy shut up >:(( /hj

A small child approachs Diavolo, yells "I like your dress" then runs away. Diavolo does not get a chance to respond.

YESSSS!!

YOU. MY ONLY ALLY IN THIS WAR. THIS ONE SIDED WAR. MY ONLY ONE. I HAVE BEEN SAYING THIS FOR SO LONG!

THERE IS NOTHING. THIS LAND IS DRY AND BARREN, NO CROP TO BE FOUND

Barbatos and Diavolo have so much potential for literally anything! angst? Fluff? Hurt/Comfort? Hurt no comfort? yes yes to all of them

I have been starving forever... I have so many thoughts

I think there's a disturbing lack of platonic Barbatos x Diavolo fanfic. Liiike...Diavolo grew up basically an orphan and Barbatos kind of adopted him

Diavolo's mom died and his dad flat out semi-abandoned him and Diavolo was left alone. His only friend was Mephistopheles and the term "friend" doesn't feel quite right since he only hung around because of Diavolo's status (I know Mephistopheles family pressured him and all so I don't hate the guy, but his intentions weren't purely out of care for Diavolo, and I know deep down Diavolo knew that and thats why he favors Lucifer)

I need more fanfiction of Diavolo as a kid interacting with his new dad Barbatos

I'm about ready to do it myself >:(

2 alcoholics perfectly functional adults avoiding their problems

I bet you're secretly a Lucifucker :/

You think he's cute? you wanna fuk his bussy? push him down the stairs? snap his neck??? A walking tragedy is all you'll amount to, both of you

lets all ignore the supervillain monologue and look at this instead

mc gets lucifer to buy all their drinks =w=) extortion moments

Barbatos' pronouns are time/itself