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The Queen's Torment, Pt. 4

Who's that?

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. Reader attempts self-harm by influence of another character. Gore and violence (not from reader).

Characters: MC="you", Sybil, Diavolo, Lucifer, Barbatos, all brothers implied or mentioned explicitly.

Themes: Romance. Jealousy. Pining. Unrequited love. Violence and gore. DiavoloxMC, LuciferxMC.

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"Sybil!"

There was a loud, demonic growl from where you came on from the balcony; that growl could only come from Diavolo.

You were blinded, and all you could focus on was making those voices stop whispering to you.

"I do believe you are most unwelcome here, Sybil," Barbatos said from the same area, with a low and deeply unhappy tone.

"Unwelcome? That bitch took what is rightfully mine, and I'm not leaving until I have it!" Sybil barked.

It was Lucifer, looking around Sybil, who realized that you were now almost entirely on top of the stone railing that lined the balcony, and just as you teetered to fall off of it, the must inhumane scream erupted from his throat.

In a series of lightning-fast movements, Barbatos had Sybil in a chokehold, and Diavolo and Lucifer shot to you to grab you as you gently shifted off the balcony, no longer lucid to what was going on. Both managed to grab an arm of yours, and together they pulled you back onto the balcony. Diavolo immediately handed you over Lucifer and went on his warpath to the person Barbatos held.

"You were the one Dream Torturing her, weren't you?" Diavolo barked, and all you heard in reply was a snap and a scream.

Lucifer clutched you in his arms, pulling you both down to sit on the cold stone balcony floor as he cradled you, whispering to you that you were alright and he would protect you, that he was sorry for letting you down again.

"Why did you come here Sybil?" Diavolo continued to shout. "You were told if you ever showed your face here again, there would be consequences, and then you go and torture my bride? My mate?" There was another snap, followed by Sybil's sobs of denial.

Slowly, your vision was coming back as though her spell on you was fading, and your face was mostly shielded by Lucifer's chest, but in your peripheral, you managed to catch a glimpse of what was going on. As Diavolo held her to the ground with his shoe on her skull, Barbatos was breaking each of her limbs.

Vapors started to come off of Diavolo now, and his true nature was starting to unfold. His fingers grew into long blackened talons, a fiery red floating crown above his head as he shifted past his usual demon form. This, this was something you hadn't ever seen or encountered before. His skin reddened as if scales were patterning across his flesh. He was taller, with feet looking more draconic.

"Say it!" he screamed at Sybil, who was just a slobbering, crying mess. Another snap, both legs now broken, probably completely shattered.

"I just wanted you back!" she cried out.

"I was never yours in the first place, you wretched thing. You couldn't handle my rejection and then you go and try to manipulate my soulmate into killing herself. It's unspeakable. Disgusting. Deplorable. Unforgivable."

"I sentence you to a life of eternal damnation, soulless, to be trapped in the Center Zone of the Ninth Circle, and you'll meet my father for such heinous crimes as treachery against me. Damned, lost, and forgotten, this is your punishment, Witch Sybil."

Lucifer then grabbed your head and turned it into his chest, no longer wishing you to witness what was unfolding, but you fought against him and in the final moments, you saw Diavolo's demonic hand grab the back of Sybil's head and without much effort, squeeze it to a pulp, as Barbatos ripped out her heart, sounds of sickening crunches following their motions. You buried your face back into his chest and trembled.

Just as the witch died, you felt the tension that was pounding in your skull fade, finally releasing her hold on you. It was with that release, you collapsed from exhaustion and passed out, falling into Lucifer's hold.

"Clean this up," Diavolo muttered to Barbatos, to which he bowed, now in his normal demon form.

The prince slowly walked over to you and Lucifer. "She's fine, but she passed out when Sybil passed," he said to Diavolo.

He crouched down to look you over, "She's probably exhausted from the torture. I'd hate to do this, but the ball isn't over yet, and I want to know if she'd like everyone to go home or stay," he replied.

With the Demon Lord's hand over your head, he silently removed the effects of the curse on you, revitalizing you as well.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you were met with chest of Lucifer. Slowly, you turned your head to see Diavolo, looking how he did when the ball started.

"My love, are you okay?" he murmured.

"I am, I feel much better," you whispered.

"This is your celebration, so I wanted to ask if you wanted to send everyone home early or continue the party? It's up to you," he said.

Thinking it over, you said, "I would like to continue the party but... after everything that happened..." you trailed off.

"Don't worry about that," Diavolo stated. "It's whatever you want to do. I'm sure the brothers would like to see you."

With a nod, you said, "Let's continue the party then."

The prince then stated, "I need to clean up, I'll be back momentarily." You then noticed the blood on his hands and cuffs of his jacket. He walked off before you could reply, and the scene behind him was already cleaned up as well.

After getting to your feet, Lucifer took your hand. "Darling," he whispered. You turned and faced him. "I... I was so scared to lose you," he stated, tears in his eyes. He pulled you into his arms, holding you tight. "To see you throw yourself off the balcony to your death... that is my nightmare."

"I'm here, Lucifer, I'm okay," you mumbled into his chest.

Not being able to hold back, he suddenly pulled away and grabbed your shoulders, bending over to look you in the eye, "What were you thinking? You could have died!" he shouted.

You stiffened up, "Lucifer, I wasn't in control of myself. I was hearing voices and I was effectively blind."

He stared into your eyes, and he knew you were telling the truth. "I-I can't lose you, MC," he said with a choked rasp.

"Luci, my love..." you said in a hushed tone, cupping his face with your hands. You pulled him in for a sweet, tearful kiss. Murmured against his lips, you said, "I promise I won't ever do that. I'm here, with you, forever."

Lucifer rubbed his face against your hands, trying to regain composure. You then pulled one of his hands and placed it over your heart, so he could feel it beating, and you laid your head against his chest. You two remained like that for a few minutes until you were both calm again.

You pulled away first, "Better?" you asked.

He nodded, and you led him back into the castle, slowly making your way through the halls. Before you got to the ballroom, the six brothers were in the hall waiting for you. Satan walked up to you first.

"Are you okay?" he asked, looking you over, grabbing your limbs to scan your body to see for himself.

"Satan, I'm fine. It's over," you said.

"So, a witch tried to kill you? Or rather get you to..." Levi started to say, and then couldn't finish his own sentence.

You raised an eyebrow and Satan replied, "Barbatos told us."

Belphie spoke up, "We made sure to keep the party going for you, are you ready to join us again?"

You gave a small smile and nodded, "I do want to try and enjoy the rest of the evening."

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It was quiet in the castle, as most of the guests had left. It was just you, the brothers, and the royals. Gentle music played as you swayed with Diavolo. It was tense between you two for some reason, though, you'd wait until you were alone, but you tried to enjoy the moment with him.

Lucifer leaned against the wall, watching you like a hawk. He was scarred, whether he knew it or not, by the image of you falling off the balcony, and it was all he could do to just not let you out of his sight. His brothers were sitting on the floor nearby, idling chit chatting about whatever they thought of.

Mammon finally left the group and approached Lucifer nonchalantly.

"Talk to me," the second eldest said. The group had become quiet to listen to Lucifer tell the story.

"The witch was part of the royal court a long time ago, well-respected and the like, and she was very interested in Lord Diavolo, but he didn't reciprocate. Maddi was also interested, so there was a rivalry between the two witches. Sybil was banned from court and told to never come to the Devildom again after it was found she was going to make a love potion to use on Diavolo. When she heard about his relationship with MC, she retaliated by using the Dream Torture spell. We're not exactly sure when she did it, Barbatos will be looking into it, but she had likely been torturing MC for months now. Barbatos is also looking for when she killed Maddi and why. Anyway, she must have read about the royal announcement and decided to come to the ball to see the end of her work, by convincing MC to take her own life. She has now been sentenced to the Center Zone of the Ninth Circle," Lucifer explained.

Mammon tensed up there at the last, unable to fathom such a horror. He instantly looked at you, still in Diavolo's arms, and told himself he was grateful that you were still alive, as did his brothers.

"So, she'll be alright then," Mammon stated.

"Indeed, the spell broke when Sybil died. She'll probably still be traumatized by it, but otherwise, yes," Lucifer replied.

Leaving the second eldest behind, Lucifer walked up to you and Diavolo, "May I cut in?" Wordlessly, he took you from the prince and swayed with you.

"How was your party?" Lucifer murmured to you.

"I enjoyed it. I'm happy," you replied quietly.

"I'm glad," he stated. He looked around, thinking about the night's events. "I must apologize for earlier."

You shook your head, "There's no need. I understand," you replied.

"You're too gracious with me," Lucifer whispered, looking down at your sweet face.

A small smirk tugged at your lips. "I have to have a lot of grace when it comes to you and your brothers."

Lucifer couldn't fight the smirk on his mouth either, "That, I don't doubt."

The two of you went silent again, with your head laying on his chest, listening to his heart.

After several more minutes, the music had died, and it was completely silent in the ballroom. Stopping, you looked up at Lucifer. "I think I'd like to retire for the night," you whispered, looking a little run-down. He nodded, and then kissed your hand.

"You can stay here if you want," you continued whispering. "In fact, I think it would make me feel better."

"If that's what you want, I will," Lucifer whispered back.

After sending the other brothers back home, you told Lucifer to go ahead and go to your suite, as you went to find Diavolo.

After some light searching, you found him in his office, just staring out the window behind his desk. Silently, you moved throughout the room and stood next to him, looking out into the palace grounds with him.

Finally, he spoke up, "I'm glad you're okay."

"Are you okay?" you quipped.

He sighed, and then turned to face you, his hands clasped behind his back. "I am, but I'm also not."

"Do you want to talk about it?" you inquired. He looked back out to the window and then looked down at you again.

"I hope you don't see me as some sort of monster for what happened."

"I don't," you replied.

"And... to see you fall off the balcony, it's more than I could bear," he said painfully.

You nodded. "I understand. In those moments, I was blinded, and there were voices in my head telling me that if I just went to sleep, the pain would stop. I had a jarring headache all day today, and I didn't understand why until much later, which is why I left the party in the first place," you explained. You saw him about to interrupt you, and you held up a hand to stop him. "I know I should have said there was something wrong, but I had a bad feeling if I did speak up, it would get worse. When I was on the balcony, I couldn't fight the whispers, and they convinced me that if I fell off, I could go to sleep."

He was quiet, searching your eyes and face. "I'm sorry you had to see me do that. I'd be just as upset if I saw you doing the same," you finished.

"This is somehow all my fault. I should have just had Sybil eliminated all those years ago-" Diavolo started to say.

"That's all in hindsight, my love. It's over now, and I'm here, with you," you interrupted, cradling his cheek in your hand. He cupped your hand with his, staring down at you.

"I love you, MC," Diavolo whispered.

"And I love you, Diavolo," you whispered back. "Shall we go to bed? I'm rather looking forward to a peaceful night's sleep, for once."

Diavolo nodded, and you led him to your suite where Lucifer was already waiting.

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I will also be taking a small break from uploading so I can enjoy some time off. Your girl is currently sick and could use the rest. After the next upload tonight, "Love, Eternal" will return January 4th to start Chapter 8!

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The flower shop

Hanahaki AU

Reader works at a flower shop

Warnings: Slight angst to fluff

It was a small flower shop you worked at. Quaint, as most would describe it. But it had a homely feel to it. Sunlight shone through the windows during day time, casting its honey glow on the plants inside, shinning off the glow of the dewdrops resting on the leaves. The serenity of the afternoon was yours to enjoy, as it had been a rather slow day today. After one of your regulars came by, buying his daily bouquet of flowers for his wife, there hadn’t been anyone else quite yet.

Just as you were lulled into a state of calm, a man entered. He was almost rather peculiar. He dressed as if he belonged in a somehow more pompous version of a marching band, or perhaps a dictator. A tuft of his blonde hair stuck out, almost like a shark fin. It was almost cute.

He looked over at me and our eyes locked, and for a moment your breathe was caught in your throat. However then, the moment ended, and he went back to perusing through the selection. A while passed until he came over to the counter, empty handed. You peered over at him curiously, wondering what he could possibly want from you.

“Do you have any red crocosmia?” He questioned, his tone was gentle yet it still had commanding undertones to it.

You responded to him, telling him you didn’t have any, but that you could get some imported in and could call him once they were here if he were to give you his name and number. And that’s how you ended up with his contact info, for work of course.

Once he came in to pick them up, he kept coming back almost every day, and you began to look forward to his visits. He was pleasant to talk too and he took interest in the things you liked and asked about them, never forgetting anything you told him. Soon enough, he asked you to get to know each other more at a coffee place which soon became a regular meet up spot for the two of you.

You liked him, loved him even, and you were going to tell him. Today. As you made your way over to your regular meet up spot, you saw something that you wished you never would have seen. It was your coworker with Lucifer. She was sitting where you sat and her hands were resting on top of his, giving them a little squeeze.

You felt your heart break into pieces as you turned and left. You were so stupid. You had only spent time with him yourself, never with someone else. You hadn’t even asked if he was taken or liked someone else. God you felt stupid. What if he only spent time with you to get with her. As you ran away you felt your airways constrict and block up as you seemingly choke on air. And that was the day you coughed up your first petal, red and layered with blood a similar shade on top. Red crocosmia.

The following few days, you take sick leaves from work, trying to figure out the cause and reason for your sudden ailment, which only seemed to get worse everytime you thought of the blonde. Finally you went to the doctor, only to hear the news, that you were dying. Your ailment, Hanahaki, could only be cured by confessing to the person you love, and having them return your feelings. Or, having a surgery done to remove your feelings entirely.

You had six months to ponder your decision, as you tried to desperately avoid the boy you were so in love with. Why on earth had you ever decided to work here, why on earth did you even take this job? You’d go in the back room, or to the bathroom when you saw Lucifer approaching the store, only leaving when he was gone.

Two months. That was how long you’d been avoiding this man so far. You would’ve made it longer, had he not come on Valentine’s Day. You were swamped with customers and there was no escape as he walked up to you. Taking your hand in his and asking if you could talk. You would have refused if your coworker hadn’t shown up and shoved you away. Now there really was no escape at all.

“Why are you been cutting me out?” Lucifer asked, something like hurt or desperation in his tone, perhaps a mix of both. He seemed almost more frail since you had last seen him, though he was just as beautiful as ever. You really did love him. You were going to die anyways, so what’s the harm in telling him really? So maybe spurred by your impending death, or maybe by the cutesie couples all around you, you let it all out.

“Because I love you. Because I love you so much that I’m dying for it. And there’s nothing I can do to make you love me back.” With that you got it all off your chest. And with that, your lungs constrict as you painfully reminded yourself of him and your coworker, who was probably just being a good girlfriend by letting him talk to you. Why did you even-

Your thoughts were cut off as his lips were pressed to yours. Your lungs seemed a thousand times lighter as you got lost in the sensation of his lips against your own.

“I love you. Only you” He said, as he pulled away from you. Before you could panic at the fact that your coworker was standing right there and you had just kissed her boyfriend, Lucifer explained everything.

“The only reason I was spending time with her, was to make a plan to ask you out. I wanted her input since you both seemed to be friends.”

Your face was stained red now, embarrassed at the misunderstanding. You nearly died because of your assumptions, and he really didn’t deserve to be ghosted. As you opened your mouth to apologize to him, for everything, he cut you off.

“I was hoping, since it’s Valentine’s Day, that you would like to spend the rest of the day with me?” He asked gently, a light dusting of pink on his cheeks. Adorable. Looking over to your coworker, who gave you a thumbs up, you agreed. A day with Lucifer, what more could you possibly want?

Maybe working at the flower shop, and meeting him, wasn’t such a bad idea after all.