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I absolutely adore the little “I love you” Asmodeus throws Fizz’s way when they’re making fun of Moxxie, not just for itself and the fact that Fizz replies with “I love you too”, but for the way Asmodeus says it.
“Iloveyou!”
Like he’s having such a fabulous time being a dick to this little guy who sings nice songs about his wife, and is just so happy that he gets to do it with Fizz, and gets such joy out of watching Fizz be an asshole too, he can’t not say it, hypocrisy be damned.
A/N: Thank you very much to @intheticklecloset for her commission ☕! I truly appreciate it! Also, thank you for the amazing prompt! I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Summary: Asmo hears a very interesting rumor and drags Mammon in a mission: get something from Lord Diavolo’s best butler, Barbatos!
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Asmo was not only beautiful, stealing sighs wherever he went… he was also a gossiper.
He knew the inside scoop on not only RAD, but almost the entire Devildom. Not even Satan with the thousands of acquaintances of his had as much information as Asmo did.
The Avatar of Lust was proud of this power, not only was informed with things concerning his brothers, (either to mock them or help them), but he was also aware of situations of people with whom he always had contact… Like the Demon Prince.
“What?”
“Yes! That’s what I heard from a very reliable source!”
“I don’t believe your source at all!” Mammon hissed through gritted teeth so Asmo could only hear. “First of all, Lord Diavolo can hold his liquor quite well! It’s impossible for him to get drunk!”
Asmo rolled his eyes, “I am telling you, Mammon! I have an acquaintance who was at that party and that person found out that someone gifted a bottle of a very rare Demonous to Lord Diavolo,” Asmo said, his whispers sounding like a whistle of the wind to anyone’s eae, but not to Mammon’s, who could understand him clearly.
“But it seems that there was a mistake and in fact that bottle was for Lucifer and it was enchanted with a spell to make the liquor stronger, so whoever drank it, would definitely end up drunk, and it was Lord Diavolo!”
This rumor had been going around between some selected people, Asmo was sure Satan already knew about it and that he wouldn’t feel too interesting about this, but Asmo was. Of course it was fun to know that Lord Diavolo got drunk, but there was this certain other thing that people were talking about and that was what really caught his attention:
“It is said that Lord Diavolo was so wasted that he climbed on a table and started dancing!”
That made Mammon laugh and he quickly covered his mouth to snicker into his hand, Asmo smacked him on the shoulder and continued.
“My acquaintance told me that there was a real footage of this! Do you understand? We need to get our hands on that video!”
The smile on Mammon’s face disappeared as soon as those words left Asmo’s mouth.
“W-What?”
“Think about it! Won’t you like to see Lord Diavolo like that? The always perfect and efficient Crown Prince?”
Asmo was sure he saw Grimms in Mammon’s pupils. “We’ll be rich! Imagine selling that video to all RAD!” A malicious laugh rumbled past his lips and Asmo just sighed.
He was not interested in selling the video, he actually just wanted to see such thing with his own very eyes. Lord Diavolo behaving like that? Omg, just the thought of it made him vibrate with excitement!
A task in Daikon’s server led to this~ Enjoy, just like I am enjoying being free of my writer’s block^^ P.S. This is definitely not me subtly hinting to you that you should join us haha, nope, not at all We’ve got the kindest and funniest bunch of people I’ve had the pleasure of talking to! There’s also a bunch of other cool stuff, but you gotta join to find out
Dear Asmo,
I couldn’t help but notice you came home last night quite late. Before you ask, yes, I was waiting for you to come home. I was near the kitchen, though you never sensed my presence as you rushed to your room. I couldn’t help but worry, seeing how you immediately locked yourself in, not even joining us for breakfast this morning.
I suppose I must take a moment to thank Satan for this quill that is writing down as I speak, since we both know that Lucifer wouldn’t let me leave even a second later than usual. Stupid peacock… Anyways, I just want you to know that I’m here for you.
By the time you read this, I and the others will be at RAD, but I’ll make sure to get back home soon, okay? Please don’t neglect yourself and eat the food and drink the water I’ve set along with this (Beel won’t be able to eat any because of the charm I’ve placed, so don’t even try it.)
I care about you, a lot. Your brothers do too, although some (like a certain peacock) don’t really say it out loud. We all love and adore you, so please don’t hide away from us. We do need our daily dose of Asmo, you know?
I’ll bring some sweets from Madam Devian’s on my way home for us to share. If there’s anything else you want, just message me and I’ll get it, alright? I love you Asmo, I’ll see you later~
Your favorite human, Ice.
P.S. If you don’t mind, let me know who dared to make you cry. I’d love to have a chat with them about the cancellation of their subscription to life <33
Content Warning: LESSON 16 SPOILERS - Mentions of Belphie killing Reader, and Reader still has some ill feelings towards him, the entire incident, and how the brothers just sort of brushed it off. Light angst, but mostly fluff! Asmo has one suggestive line, but that’s about it.
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Summary: You and Asmo spend a relaxing in-home spa day together, but not without a much needed exchanging of words after what happened with his younger brother just less than a week ago.
Authors Note: Sorry for the delay in this, but I hope everyone had a good week and New Year!
“And… there you go, my dear!” Asmo beamed at you with the softest grin ever known, officially done applying the new facial cleanser he got to your skin. “How does it feel, hon? Just like the beautiful and perfect Avatar of Lust’s skin, right? The reviews about it were just raving, and I just hadto get it for myself! And you get to try it for free! How exciting, isn’t it?”
You returned the same smile to him and said, “Of course, I couldn’t ask for anyone more perfect. Thank you so much!”
“Oh, hon!” Asmo laughed, leaning in to kiss your forehead tenderly. “I would do anything for you, you know. Now, can I please paint your nails? I want us to match, I have more of the color I’m using!”
“I would love nothing more, Asmo.”
At that, Asmo softly squealed and got up to go get some of his nail polish. During his absence, you couldn’t help but be grateful to have someone as sweet and attentive in your life as him - especially during one of the worst times of your life. It had barely been a week since your incident with Belphie - and being literally killed isn’t something you get over so quickly. To put it lightly, it was hard to pretend you were okay, and most of the brothers seemed to have moved on from the event like it was a typical Tuesday. They’d try to make casual conversation with you at dinner like absolutely nothing had changed, they expected you to hangout in the common room with them all the time - and worse? They expected you to sit in the same fucking roomas him and act like everything was okay, even if it was far from it.
Asmo, however, has been a godsend for you since the beginning. He never expected you to put on a fake smile and pretend like you were happy, and was completely compassionate about the entire situation. That’s why you’ve been spending all of your time with him - and this is why you were sitting cross legged on his bed, waiting for him to come back with the nail polish. With all things considered, you truly couldn’t ask for a better night.
“Oh, you’re just going to look so lovely with this nice shade of pink, don’t you agree, my love?” Asmo cooed, sitting back on the bed with you now and positioning himself in front of you. “Hand out, please!”
You quickly obeyed, holding out your hand for Asmo as he grabbed it and set it down on his own leg. And with that, Asmo started painting your nails - gently and with the most feather-light touches. It was so easy to get lost in his touches - after all, his title as the Avatar of Lust wasn’t taken lightly. Even when he wasn’t trying to seduce you, to be in his presence was to be comforted and loved. Being with Asmo was easy if you needed it to be, but also ethereal during the most surreal of circumstances. He was warmth and love wrapped into one, and it was incredibly easy to forget that he’s actually one of the most feared beings in all of the three realms.
“Hey… Y/N?” Your trailing thoughts were quickly interrupted by Asmo, who you hadn’t even noticed had stopped painting your nails at only the third one. When you looked at him, his eyes were steady on your hand, but his hand was slightly trembling as it held yours.
“Y/N… you know, when Belphie…” Asmo hesitated on his words, taking a second to swallow them down. “When… when youdied… you have no idea how much that hurt me, to see you like that. Completely lifeless, absolutely no sparkle left in your eyes… I couldn’t stand it, Y/N. I hated it more than anything!”
You sucked in a breath, not exactly sure how to even respond to that. Where did this come from? “Asmo…”
Asmo couldn’t even bring himself to look into your eyes as he spoke. “I thought I lost you forever… and that’s crazy to think about, am I right? I’ve only known you for what feels like a second, but… the idea of being without you made me angry. It made me more angry than anything else in the world! I never want to be without your praises, your soft touch, your warm smile, or the way you look so stunning with your hand holding mine… Y/N… It made mewant to die right alongside you.”
As he spoke, you watched a tear drop from Asmo’s face and onto one of your freshly polished nails. You gasped at that.
You wanted to comfort him, or say anythingreally - but what could you possibly say to that?
What Asmo did next shocked you to your very core. Softly, and with the most genuine care you’ve ever known, he softly flipped your hand around and held it so that your inner wrist was facing him, pressing his index and middle finger to your wrist. “Your heartbeat… it’s like music to my ears, dear. Never in my existence have I found a human’s heartbeat to be amongst my most favorite of things, but your heartbeat comes third only to me and you yourself, hon.”
Asmo softly pressed into your wrist and smiled as he checked your pulse. “A perfectly healthy heartbeat, just as I expected. I actually read up a little bit about how a human’s heartbeat is supposed to sound, so I’ll know if I’m hearing anything out of the ordinary, okay? But of course… there’s perfectly wonderfulreasons for heartbeats to accelerate, is there not? We might just have to have a little anatomy lesson once you’re feeling better, isn’t that right, hon?”
You smiled at that, not even realizing that you were already crying until you tasted one of your tears on your lips. “Asmo… I… I don’t know what to say…”
When Asmo finally looked up at you, tears were freely falling from his eyes, but the smile on his face was one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. “Tell me, Y/N, that you and I are going to live a long and happy life together! Tell me that you’re not going to go dying around on me anymore, and that you’ll be around to shower me with your love and praise for many more years to come!”
You shook your head in acceptance and laughed. “I love you so much, Asmo. Come here.”
And with that, you pulled him into a bone crushing hug that neither of you ever wanted to free each other from, as you silently cried into each other’s shoulders.
“Y/N… I love you so much.. But, oh, Diavolo! Your nails!” Asmo suddenly gasped, incredibly quick to pull away from you once he remembered what the two of you were even doing in the first place. Asmo grabbed your hand and inspected his progress so far, visibly shuddering when he noticed your smudged paint job. “Oh dear… this simply isn’t going to do, hon. I’m going to have to start from scratch!”
As the two of you sat in complete bliss from each other’s companies, Asmo continued to paint your nails. The rest would come later - for now, it was just you and him.
