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fellulahh · 3 years
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MC: Lucifer?
Lucifer: yes, MC?
MC: if I got turned into a worm would you still love me?
Lucifer: well I love you now don’t I? Even though you can be an irritating cockroach from time to time
MC: ouch
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fellulahh · 3 years
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*MC returning to Devildom after dying*
Lucifer *astonished*: what are you doing here??
MC: I’m dead
Lucifer: well yes I gathered that but why aren’t you in heaven?!
MC: *flashbacks to the double ended dildo she bought and named after Beel/Belphie*
MC: I don’t know
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fellulahh · 3 years
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The Point of No Return - Part 6/???, Diavolo x MC x Lucifer
Read Parts 1-5 here!
“You needn’t worry about her, Lucifer.” Diavolo insisted, “MC will always be safe while she is in my company.”
“Yes, my Lord.” Lucifer nodded.
Although that wasn’t actually what he was concerned about.
Satisfied with Lucifer’s response, Diavolo nodded before smiling once again.
“Well if that concludes our conversation, I’ll go and seek out MC if she’s free.” He stated, walking toward the door.
Lucifer opened his mouth to speak but stopped himself. Instead, he frowned as he watched Diavolo leave the room. Pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers, he muttered to himself as he turned back around toward his desk.
Worry filled his mind as he stared at his workload. The only thing that seemed capable of making Lucifer relax was MC and he could feel her slipping into the grasps of Diavolo.
As he took a seat behind his desk, Lucifer’s eyes fell on the blanket on the armchair that MC had been tucked under only mere hours ago. He wondered whether he should have stayed with her rather than go to his own room.
But just as quickly as the thought entered his mind, it soon vanished again. Shaking his head, Lucifer’s focus returned to his work as he rid himself of such pathetic thoughts.
How could it be that he’d grown so protective over MC?
Meanwhile, striding down the hallways, Diavolo had a cheery grin on his face as he made his way through the house. As he approached the stair case, his large hand gripped the bannister before ascending them.
Making his way toward MC’s bedroom, he could hear her voice as he neared it. And as he appeared in the doorway, happiness filled him when his eyes fell on the human.
Sat on her bed with Asmodeus, he and MC were gossiping to each other when they noticed the colossal prince nearby. MC was busy telling the demon all about her day at the palace when Asmodeus quickly shushed her; perhaps not very subtly.
Turning around from her seat on the bed, MC raised her eyebrows after seeing Diavolo stood behind her.
“My Lord.” She breathed, “is everything okay?”
Asmodeus watched the pair of them eagerly. As soon as Diavolo had arrived that morning, he sprinted to MC’s room to tell her. Ever since finding out the human had been invited to the Prince’s palace alone, Asmodeus has been very keen to find out what was going on.
“Yes, there’s no need to look so sheepish.” Diavolo chuckled, entering the room. “I came to see how Lucifer was getting on.”
“Ah!” MC nodded with an awkward smile.
Diavolo had never come to her room alone before and with Asmo close by grinning like the Cheshire Cat, MC was lost for words.
“I expect you’re wondering why I’ve come to see you.” Diavolo chuckled, as though he could read MC’s mind, “I know we agreed for you to arrive at the palace this afternoon but I thought perhaps now that I’m here, you’d like to come with me now? Providing you’re not already occupied of course.”
He had a smile on his face as he made his offer to MC. She reciprocated the expression, surprised by him.
“Of course, my Lord.” She nodded.
“Excellent.” He grinned, “I’ll be waiting in the entranceway.”
The room was silent as Diavolo left. It wasn’t until his footsteps could no longer be heard that Asmo grabbed MC by the shoulders and turned her around.
“Right you can’t beat around the bush any longer, MC!” He insisted, “Why does Diavolo keep inviting you to the palace alone?!”
MC laughed at how enthusiastic he was and desperate to find out the truth.
“He likes to watch me play.” She admitted quietly.
“Play with what? His dick?” Asmo furrowed his eyebrows.
“No!” MC playfully shoved him on the shoulder, “it’s nothing like that, As. He found out from Lucifer that I play the piano and asked me if I’d perform at his jubilee. He invites me over to the palace so that I can practice.”
“Since when do you play an instrument?” He scrunched his face.
“Since when did you start asking me so many questions?” MC laughed as she got up.
Walking across the room, she grabbed her bag from a nearby chair while Asmo remained strewn across her bed.
“I’ll see you later.” She spoke as she hovered in the doorway.
“Let me know if he plays with your keys, won’t you?” Asmo asked with a sly grin on his face.
Rolling her eyes, MC walked away from the door. “It’s not like that!” She repeated from within the hallway.
Once she reached the staircase, her eyes fell on Diavolo who was stood at the bottom. He had his arms folded as he stared at one of the portraits on the wall; observing the demon within it.
“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting, my Lord.” MC apologised as she quickly descended the steps.
Hearing her voice caused him to swiftly turn on his heel.
“Nonsense!” He beamed.
As the pair entered the palace, MC prepared herself to walk in the direction of the room with the piano in. Beginning to take off her jacket, Diavolo quickly stopped her.
“Here.” He spoke, assisting her with the sleeve.
MC blushed at his gesture, unable to believe the fact that Prince was the one helping her. “Is Barbatos not here?” She asked sheepishly as he walked toward the cloakroom to discard her outerwear.
“I’m sure he’s here somewhere.” Diavolo chuckled.
Returning to MC’s side, he smiled warmly at her; causing the human to feel even more nervous than before.
“Now MC, I have a confession for you.” He started, immediately worrying her.
“Is everything okay, my Lord?” She questioned quickly.
“Yes, there’s no need to panic.” He assured before pausing.
Diavolo had a content look on his face as he momentarily just focused on MC.
“Then what might be wrong?” She asked quietly.
“As much as I adore your talents I was wondering if today you’d like to take a break from playing for me.” He pondered, “tell me, MC, do you like flowers?”
“Flowers?” She questioned completely baffled, with a small smile appearing on her lips.
“Yes!” Diavolo grinned, amused by her confusion, “I’ve just had Barbatos touch up the palace gardens and wondered if you’d like to see them?”
MC’s heart completely eased having just thought Diavolo was going to drop a bombshell on her. She couldn’t help but smile at the goofy grin on the Prince’s face as he anticipated her answer.
Her skin grew warm as she met eyes with Diavolo.
“You worried me, my Lord.” She chuckled, “but yes, I’d love to see the gardens.”
“Excellent!” He beamed, “follow me.”
Walking through the palace, MC remained a few steps behind as she followed Diavolo. Her eyes never left him as she pondered over what was happening.
Surely the Prince should have other matters that need attending to rather than showing one of the exchange students around the gardens? Do Simeon, Solomon and Luke also get the same treatment?
Nevertheless, MC couldn’t help herself as she realised she enjoyed being in Diavolo’s company. And the thought that he didn’t only want her in the palace to play the piano for him made her heart flutter. She was beginning to see a much more genuine side to him and she looked forward to discovering more about the Prince.
“Here we are.” He spoke as they approached a colossal, golden framed door covered in windows. Turning the handle, Diavolo opened it and gestured for MC to pass.
“Thank you.” She breathed as she stepped outside.
She’d never seen the palace gardens before and it was everything she’d imagined and more. Diavolo could see the amazement in her eyes and felt a sense of satisfaction from it.
“Well, MC, you are my guest so please tell me: what would you like to see first?” He asked.
MC bit her lip as she thought to herself. She could already see masses of impressive topiary across the vast space in front of them. But, thinking back to the human realm, she turned her head to Diavolo.
“Do you have roses?” She asked.
“Roses?” He repeated, surprised. Usually when anybody was shown the gardens, they immediately expected to see the bush maze or vineyard, “yes, I have plenty of them.” He smiled.
Walking down the marble steps, the stones at the bottom crunched as Diavolo stepped foot on the path. Glancing over his shoulder, he held a hand out to MC as she carefully walked down behind him; trying to avoid slipping on the wet patches on each step.
As she looked up and saw Diavolo’s extended arm, her eyebrows raised.
“Not to sound rude but you look like a deer on ice.” He joked, “Allow me to help you.”
MC’s face immediately went red at Diavolo’s comment before she sheepishly lifted her hand and placed it in his large one. He gripped her gently as he steadied her body. With his support, MC made it to the stone path. The slippery steps were the least of her worries after the way she felt her heart thud at Diavolo’s contact.
“Right this way.” He guided as he let go of the human’s hand to direct her to the rose bushes.
The pair of them travelled around the side of the palace, with MC gawping at everything they passed. She’d seen gardens back in the human realm but none of them compared to Diavolo’s.
Remaining quiet as she absorbed her surroundings, MC let out a breath as they reached their destination.
“Roses: as requested.” Diavolo nodded with a grin.
MC smiled as her eyes fell on the rows and rows of various coloured flowers. They reminded her of home and how her Mother would always buy MC a bouquet every time she visited.
“They’re beautiful.” She gushed, stepping forward to appreciate them more.
Diavolo didn’t say anything as he watched MC admire her surroundings.
With his hands in his pockets, the Prince had rosey cheeks as his gaze never left the human’s wandering body.
“I’ve never seen anything like it!” MC spoke, causing him to laugh. “I wish my garden looked like this.”
Shaking his head, Diavolo chuckled to himself before his focus turned to one of the bushes that was beside him. Turning his body, he carefully pinched the stem of one of the white roses before plucking it from the rest. He made sure to pick the biggest, most beautiful one.
He slowly stepped forward to where MC was currently stood before holding out the flower to her. “Here.” He spoke, “one for you to take home seeing as you love them so much.”
MC turned her head and bit her lip. She admired the sight before her: Diavolo looking as handsome as ever with a rose between his fingers.
“Thank you, my Lord.” She smiled, accepting his gift. “You’ve been very kind to me.”
“It’s my job.” He returned the smile.
MC nodded sheepishly as her eyes fell on the rose he’d offered her. Meanwhile, Diavolo found himself staring at the human again.
Yes, he did enjoy her company. He enjoyed it very much so.
A/N: well Diavolo certainly showed his Princey charms in this chapter! I wonder if MC will tell anybody about the rose he gave her. After all, it’s purely a professional relationship they have, right??
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fellulahh · 3 years
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The brothers playing Monopoly
Lucifer:
100% has to be banker because he doesn’t trust his brothers
Also has the instruction book by his side and will jump at the chance to tell you you’re playing the game wrong
Still ends up losing and flips the board
Mammon:
Is the first to buy a property so gets all cocky thinking he’s going to win but in reality he’s only managed to purchase ‘Old Kent Road’
Somehow manages to land on every single property with houses on
100% the first person out
Levi:
He’s pretty strategic so will probably be the first to have a set of properties
Laughs in the face of Mammon when he has to sell Levi all of his properties to stay in the game
Satan:
He’s quiet throughout the whole game so nobody suspects him
Somehow manages to get Park Lane and Mayfair thus meaning he gets to watch the world burn
Loves to point out when Lucifer gets a rule wrong despite having the instructions beside him
Asmo:
Giggles every time he rolls double sixes
Says “Pay up, sweetie!” every time somebody lands on his property
When he’s not doing so well, he’d be the person to start going ‘erm what? That’s not fair!’
Beel:
Doesn’t really know what’s happening but he enjoys the family time (he’d much rather be eating food)
Ends up in jail about 2,000 times
Somehow does really well even though he has no clue how to play
Belphie:
He’s super sneaky: if he lands on somebody’s property and they’re not paying attention, he doesn’t give them the money he owes them
Doesn’t enjoy himself at first until he starts seeing Lucifer lose
In all truth, he couldn’t care less if he doesn’t win - he just wants to see Lucifer fail
Who are you most like out of the above?
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Diavolo: *walks into room not wearing his usual jacket*
MC *whispering*: damn Diavolo’s got buns
Lucifer *seething*: stop that pining at once, MC!
Diavolo *hearing them both*: do you not like my perky bottom too, Lucifer?
Lucifer: kill me now
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Diavolo sacrifices MC for his own gain, CHAPTER 2, Part 1/???
Read Chapter 1 here!
Eyes flickering to the couple, Diavolo felt sickened to see them together. His stare never left MC as they disappeared out of the colosseum together; not bothering to give Diavolo a second glance.
Still panting, Diavolo failed to comprehend what had just happened. His hand hovered over his tender skin where MC had just had her fingers wrapped around his neck.
In all of his life he’d never felt so much power exerted from another. Nobody had ever came close to his dominance until now.
And as his mind was plagued with thoughts of the human, he realised he’d made a huge mistake.
Diavolo never should have felt intimidated by MC; he should have never tried to rid her from his concerns. No, he realised that now. Still feeling his reddened skin, Diavolo closed his eyes as he recollected the feeling of MC’s touch on him. The way he could feel her vibrant soul radiate with anger and how good it felt.
At first he feared MC and her power but now he was only amazed by it.
His heart thumped in his chest at the memory of her and his mind relished the thought of seeing her use her strength against his enemies.
And then, as a malicious grin spread across his lips, Diavolo chuckled lowly to himself. “You insolent fool.” He shook his head.
He needed that feeling back; he needed MC’s touch on him.
Diavolo couldn’t believe how ignorant he’d been. Imagine how unstoppable he’d be with MC by his side. Imagine the power they’d cherish together.
Rolling his neck, he adjusted his collar as he took slow steps out of the colosseum.
He vowed to himself that MC would be his.
As he pulled the colossal door shut behind him and hexed the lock, he dissipated into the air; leaving nothing but a purple, nebulous cloud behind him.
Appearing back in his chamber in the palace, Diavolo paced the floor as he began removing his crimson jacket. He ran a large hand through his auburn hair as his mind ticked; wondering how on Earth he’d go about winning MC for himself after he’d just got her to sacrifice herself for him.
He seethed to himself for being so rash before. Growing hotter, he began unbuttoning his black shirt before resting his palms on the large dresser in the corner of the room. His sweaty, toned torso was revealed from the gape in his shirt. And as he tensed, his muscles protruded beneath the fabric.
Glancing up, he was met by his reflection in the gold framed mirror in front of him. His Amber eyes studied the reflection carefully; noting every scar that decorated his skin; the way his teeth would end with a point; the dark glint that would flicker in iris’...and that’s when it hit him.
People feared Diavolo. And why? Because they knew what he was capable of. It was one of the reasons the Prince was so closed off, with very few demons around him. Once people understood his capabilities, they never dared to defy him.
Pouring himself a glass of whisky, he brought the crystal tumbler to his lips before taking a long sip of the strong liquid. And as he felt it swish down his throat, he let out a low moan.
His eyes rolled back into his skull as he could still feel the stinging sensation on his neck.
“It won’t be long.” He spoke in a low tone to himself before meeting his eyes in the mirror again, “I once thought I could control my strengths. It won’t be long until they fear you too.”
Stepping back from the dresser, he slowly paced toward the grand windows that decorated one edge of his chamber. Resting against the frame, he took another sip of his drink as his eyes fell across Devildom under the moonlight.
She was out there somewhere. She was out there loathing Diavolo for what he did.
“And I’ll be here to catch you when they push you away.”
A/N: so we’re back, baby! What are your thoughts on Diavolo’s change of heart?
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fellulahh · 3 years
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*MC walking into hers and Diavolo’s bedroom*
MC: did you try on the clothes I got you for tonight?
Diavolo *from the ensuite*: I did my darling but I’m afraid they don’t quite fit
Diavolo *entering room wearing MC’s dress around his thighs*: I wanted to see how it’d look but didn’t want to rip it!
MC:
MC: babe that’s from my bag, your bag is that one *points across room*
Diavolo:
Diavolo: oh
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Diavolo sacrifices MC for his own gain, CHAPTER 2 TEASER
That’s right - it’s back baby.
Want to read Chapter 1? Find it here!😀
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Still panting, Diavolo failed to comprehend what had just happened. His hand hovered over his tender skin where MC had just had her fingers wrapped around his neck.
In all of his life he’d never felt so much power exerted from another. Nobody had ever came close to his dominance until now.
And as his mind was plagued with thoughts of the human, he realised he’d made a huge mistake.
Diavolo never should have felt intimidated by MC; he should have never tried to rid her from his concerns. No, he realised that now. Still feeling his reddened skin, Diavolo closed his eyes as he recollected the feeling of MC’s touch on him. The way he could feel her vibrant soul radiate with anger and how good it felt.
At first he feared MC and her power but now he was only amazed by it.
His heart thumped in his chest at the memory of her and his mind relished the thought of seeing her use her strength against his enemies.
And then, as a malicious grin spread across his lips, Diavolo chuckled lowly to himself. “You insolent fool.” He shook his head.
He needed that feeling back; he needed MC’s touch on him.
Diavolo couldn’t believe how ignorant he’d been. Imagine how unstoppable he’d be with MC by his side. Imagine the power they’d cherish together.
Rolling his neck, he adjusted his collar as he took slow steps out of the colosseum.
He vowed to himself that MC would be his.
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fellulahh · 3 years
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HOLY SHIT YOU'RE UNBLOCKED
....I just noticed....
How long for though 😔😥🙏🙏
Yes!! Let’s see how long it lasts for this time😂
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Are you trying to make me cry with your sweetness? You’re so wonderful - thank you for making me smile❤️
Don’t fall in love? May I ask what brought up that message? Also I love you sweet pea ❤️
Sometimes love can be great when there’s no strings attached but sometimes it’s not so easy.
Occasionally you may become attached to the wrong person and you don’t always see the thousands of red flags that are flashing right in front of you!
Sometimes committing yourself to somebody also means you lose your respect for yourself but you don’t always realise that. Sometimes you don’t realise when you should be walking away because your heart is too trusting and soft.
A little message to anybody reading this: ALWAYS TRUST YOUR GUT!
Anyway I’ll stop being deep now - thank you for the concern! I love you too😀
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MC has a one night stand with Mammon at a festival (AU) Part 2/3
“Great!” He grinned, “Let the great Mammon buy ya a drink then.”
“Oh my god...” MC laughed as he referred to himself in the third person.
The pair of them made their way across the field in search of the tents and gazebos with all of the food and alcohol. They shared a conversation together as they walked which most of the time consisted of Mammon blushing profusely while MC laughed at his quirks.
Eventually they found a beer tent nearby. As he said he would, Mammon made his way to the bar and bought them both a pint.
And as he sat opposite MC on a bench outside, he grinned at her.
“What?” She laughed at his stare as she took a sip of the drink.
“Nothin!” He declared, “ya just kinda cute for somebody who doesn’t look where they’re going...”
MC scoffed loudly at his remark. “And you’re very annoying for somebody so cute.”
“So ya think I’m cute?” He grinned, leaning forward across the table. If he had a tail, it’d definitely be wagging in that moment.
MC felt her cheeks growing hot as she took another deep sip of her drink. When she left her tent earlier that night, she hadn’t anticipated bumping into the cheekiest yet sexiest guy she’d laid eyes on since arriving at the festival.
Letting out a dramatic sigh, she smiled at Mammon as they gazed into each other’s eyes. “You are unbelievable.” MC laughed with a shake of the head.
Mammon looked really proud of himself for making MC smile. Lifting his pint glass to his lips, he took a swig of his drink.
The flirtatious eye contact and playful scoffing continued throughout the night as they had drink after drink. MC had forgotten all about the stage she was planning to walk toward earlier in the evening. In fact, she forgot about everything as her thoughts revolved around her new acquaintance.
Mammon on the other hand couldn’t believe his luck. How was it that this beautiful, enchanting human actually agreed to have a drink with him?! He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face the entire night as they spent time together.
But as the drinks flowed, the pair of them began to grow intoxicated and before long they were stumbling out of the tent they were in.
Mammon’s arm was draped across MC’s shoulders as she she wrapped hers around his waist. Anybody could tell they were drunk with the way they were giggling. Now wearing Mammon’s glasses, MC felt as though she was high on the scent of his aftershave as she clutched onto his body.
She was enjoying his company so much that she hadn’t paid any attention to where she was walking. Stepping into a particularly wet and sludgy bit of mud, MC squeaked after her welly got stuck.
“What are ya doin’, woman?!” Mammon laughed as she began hopping around on one foot; attempting to retrieve her boot.
“My welly!” She whined.
Despite MC struggling, Mammon found himself gazing at the human in awe. His heart was thumping in his chest as his blue eyes studied her carefully.
“Come here will ya?” He chuckled, dislodging the welly from the mud before approaching MC.
Carrying the boot in one hand, Mammon swiftly bent down, tucked his arm behind MC’s leg and tilted her body back into his embrace.
“This is so embarrassing!” She blushed, hiding her face behind her hand as Mammon carried her in his arms.
Mammon didn’t say anything. He just continued grinning to himself as he held MC’s body close to his.
“I bet you’re loving this. Two times you’ve now saved me tonight!” MC slurred.
“And how are ya gonna thank me?” Mammon joked, smiling down upon MC’s face.
She bit her lip as they locked eyes.
“A kiss goodnight for my knight?” She suggested flirtatiously, “providing he can find my tent of course.”
“I’ll find it!” Mammon quickly whined, furrowing his eyebrows in defence.
Although it seemed to take hours, with MC’s not-so-useful directions, they eventually found themselves by her campsite. Mammon only nearly fell over a handful of times on their journey. And by the time they got back, her friends had dispersed; either going to sleep or exploring the festival.
Gently lowering MC onto a patch of grass, Mammon then squatted in front of her, holding out her welly boot.
“I think this belongs to you.” He grinned.
“Thank you.” MC smiled, slipping her foot back into the shoe.
As he stood up, straight away Mammon found himself gazing at the human again. He lingered around her; not wanting to see her leave him.
MC on the other hand bit her lip, unconsciously bringing one of her hands up to caress Mammon’s arm as her body swayed. “Thank you for tonight.” She spoke quietly, “I’ve had a lot of fun.”
“Thank you for stumbling into my game of frisbee.” He returned the smile, “even if ya did almost get yourself killed.”
“Shut up.” MC playfully slapped him, causing him to blush.
As the pair of them grew quiet, both of their hearts began to thud. Keeping to her promise, MC stepped closer and went onto her toes to bring her face closer to Mammon’s.
He could sense what was coming. His stomach practically flipped when he watched MC’s eyes slowly close and her lips form a pout. Mammon’s whole face was practically pink when they met with a kiss.
Although she’d intended for it only to be a peck, once MC felt Mammon’s touch, she just couldn’t stop herself. Their lips began to move harmoniously, with Mammon’s arms wrapping around MC’s body to pull her in closer to him. He feared that she’d feel his heart thump against her as their chests pressed together.
Mammon accidentally let out a soft whimper when he felt MC pull away. At this point he was like a lost puppy; longing for more of MC’s attention.
As she created a gap between the two of them, she had an unreadable expression on her face. “Did you...” she spoke quietly, “did you perhaps want to stay with me tonight?”
Without saying a word, Mammon nodded enthusiastically before pulling MC’s body back toward his, kissing her passionately once again.
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MC has a one night stand with Mammon at a festival (AU) Part 1/3
MC had a big grin on her face as she took a swig from the bottle of vodka she had in her hand. Surrounded by her friends, she felt a pure sense of euphoria as they were gathered around their tent with their wellies on. Music was booming in the distance and the night was unusually warm.
“Mate,” her friend slurred, “I fucking love this song.”
Watching her friend, MC burst into laughter when he slipped over in the mud; landing flat on his back.
“Jesus Tom, how much have you drank?” she giggled as the song in the distance came to an end.
Some of the other friends she was with rolled their eyes playfully as they sat back in their camp chairs; enjoying the atmosphere and booze.
“Right.” MC spoke up, handing the bottle of vodka back to her best mate, “I’m going for a wander before I pass out.”
“Alright, try not to fall in any bushes!” A friend slurred to her right.
Pushing her hair back behind her ears, MC trudged through the mud in the direction of the lit up stage in the distance. The world seemed to stand still in that moment as she indulged in every second music filled her ears.
Minutes passed and in such a daydream, MC hadn’t realised she was walking straight into the path of some guys playing frisbee. Just as she was about to walk past, she heard a voice shout: “Heads up!”
Before she could even react, she felt two hands grab her by the shoulders and yank her to the side as the presence of somebody bigger rushed past her body.
“What the fuck?!” She quickly seethed, pushing herself away from the stranger.
“Oi calm it will ya? I’m just tryna stop ya from gettin’ trambled by Beel here!” The unfamiliar face stated.
“Sorry...” the muscular guy spoke from behind MC; presumably ‘Beel’.
Turning around, MC’s eyes slowly trailed up the colossal stranger in front of her.
“See? I bet ya wouldn’t want him landing on ya!” The first guy spoke up again.
“Sorry!” MC turned back, furrowing her eyebrows as she got defensive, “I didn’t expect anybody to be playing frisbee in the middle of the night!”
Her cheeks grew red as she moaned at the stranger. As agitated as she was by him, she couldn’t help but notice how cute he was. He had unusually white hair and bright blue eyes; so bright MC could even see their beauty under the moonlight.
She tried to keep her stare on his face for his torso was bare; and quite defined too. Her drunken eyes were begging for a sneak peak. However, MC still stood her ground; arching her eyebrow at him as she put her hands on her hips.
“Aren’t ya goin’ to thank me? I could have just saved ya life!” He spoke offensively, whining ever so slightly.
“Thank you.” MC spoke sarcastically, “thank you for saving my life. You are truly my hero.”
And with that, she swiftly continued on her path to the stage in the distance.
Watching the mysterious woman walk away from him, the white haired guy quickly chased after her; eager to know more about the feisty human.
“Oi where are ya goin’??” He called out.
“To the stage!” She answered, not turning back. “Is that alright?”
“Yeah!” He insisted as he caught up to her side, “I just wondered if I could know ya name first.”
Stopping in her tracks, MC turned to him. Her cheeks were still red as she bit her lip. “You’re very persistent, aren’t you?” She questioned with a playful scoff.
“Listen darlin’ I don’t know what that means but I’m gonna guess it’s not good!” He raised his arms, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Mammon - your knight in shinin’ armour.”
MC laughed aloud at his comment. “So you keep reminding me.” She shook her head, “I’m MC if you really must know.”
Continuing her steps, MC rolled her eyes as she felt Mammon keep up by her side. She couldn’t wipe the amused smile off her face.
“Pretty name for a pretty girl.” He stated with a cheeky grin.
“Do you badger every poor soul that walks past your tent?” She joked.
“Hey!” He frowned at her, “if ya want me to go just say.”
Stopping once again in her tracks, MC gazed at Mammon; finding herself smiling at the pout on his lips. In the five minutes they’d known each other, he had managed to make her laugh. And her friends would probably tell her off if she was to turn away a guy so cute.
“No.” She shook her head, “you can stay providing you don’t annoy me.”
Just her words caused a huge smile to spread across his lips as Mammon’s cheeks went bright red. He’d completely forgotten about his brothers who he’d abandoned by their tents as he and MC began walking through the mud.
“I’ll take that!” He grinned, “Let the great Mammon buy ya a drink then.”
“Oh my god...” MC laughed as he referred to himself in the third person.
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The Point of No Return - Part 5/???, Diavolo x MC x Lucifer
Read Parts 1-4 here!
“Are you going to tell me off for falling asleep here too?” She mumbled, not opening her eyes.
Knowing she couldn’t see him, Lucifer smirked to himself. “No, MC.” He breathed. “I won’t tell you off.”
MC remained in Lucifer’s study that night after he’d left her to sleep. Her slumber was uninterrupted until the fire burnt out and the room began to turn cold.
As the warmth began to leave her body, she shifted in her seat before her sleepy eyes opened. A small groan escaped her lips as she prepared to carry her body up to her own bed. But as she snuggled one last time into the blanket, she smiled to herself after remembering who had laid it on her.
She felt a small sense of achievement having managed to get Lucifer to break that cold demeanour he’d had.
Despite how sharp he could be around her, Lucifer still had the kindness to make sure MC was comfortable before he left her.
Just the thought of Lucifer showing that rare soft side made MC cheeks grow warm. But, with the room now being pitch black and MC about to freeze to death, she pushed herself out of the armchair and slowly attempted to find the door.
The walk back to her bedroom was a rushed one. Despite knowing and trusting all of the demons that lived within the House of Lamentation, MC couldn’t help but feel nervous as she paced through the ancient, colossal mansion.
But thankfully, it wasn’t long before she found her room and tucked herself into the warm bed after treading through the darkness. As she snuggled up once more into the covers, she closed her eyes again ready to fall back into a slumber.
However, much to MC’s surprise, something shifted on the bed next to her.
“There ya are! I was waitin’ ages for you to come up. Where have ya been?!” Mammon asked from behind MC.
“Jesus Christ, Mammon!” MC seethed.
With it being bright and early in Devildom, Lucifer made his way through the house with his usual 6am cup of coffee. He let out a deep breath as he prepared himself for yet another busy day of his usual work.
However, this particular morning was slightly different because ever since waking up, Lucifer had a question on his mind.
Would MC still be there?
Lucifer hoped that he’d see the human still asleep in the chair he’d left her in. In fact, he made sure to rush his breakfast on the off chance that MC could awake and leave his study by the time he’d eaten.
However, as he strode down the hallway toward the door and turned the corner, his face fell when he was met with an empty room.
Stood still in the doorway, he stared sombrely at the chair MC slept him before letting out a small ‘hm’. And then, the human left his mind along with his silly hopes of seeing her as he made his way toward his desk.
His morning went as it usually did: making his way through stacks after stack of paperwork with the occasional interruption from one of the brothers as they got into their shenanigans.
But as the time drew closer to lunch, Lucifer was startled when he heard a knock at the door. Nobody in the house respected him enough to knock before entering; even MC occasionally barged her way into the room.
Confused by who may be on the other side of the door, Lucifer put down his pen.
“Who is it?” He questioned with furrowed eyebrows.
Watching the door handle turn, Lucifer quickly stood after seeing Diavolo enter the room.
“My Lord.” He breathed, “I hadn’t realised you were coming, I would have come to the door for you.”
“Worry not, Lucifer.” The Prince chuckled as he stepped closer to the brother, “Asmodeus let me in.”
Still startled by the unplanned visit, Lucifer’s crimson eyes studied Diavolo carefully. Surely something was up if he decided to come over out of the blue?
Of course Diavolo noticed the cautious behaviour of his trusted friend.
“There’s no need to look so on edge, Lucifer.” Diavolo insisted, “I merely just came to see how you are getting on. While in my company, MC alluded to the idea that you haven’t been your usual self at the moment. I just wanted to come and see that you weren’t overloaded with work.”
Lucifer scrunched his nose unconsciously. The thought that MC and Diavolo had discussed their concerns about him didn’t sit well with the eldest brother. And he despised the fact that it even resulted in the Prince checking up on him.
No matter how much work Lucifer had to get through, he was too stubborn to ever admit if it were too much.
“I am fine, my Lord.” He insisted after initially hesitating, “MC’s concerns are simply just the produce of the soft heart of a woman.”
“Well that’s not the impression I got.” Diavolo spoke genuinely as he walked over to the desk. “It does seem you have a lot here. Have you been giving yourself extra work?”
Narrowing his eyes, Diavolo moved various papers with his large hand; not recognising some of it as the reports he’d given Lucifer.
“I insist that I am okay, my Lord.” Lucifer pressed, “these are nothing but a few papers I offered to mark for a lecturer at RAD.”
Diavolo turned around to meet Lucifer’s eyes. “Perhaps you’re not worried about your health but I can see our bright souled human is. I know you care about MC, Lucifer, so perhaps you could ease on the work to stop her worrying about you.”
At this point Lucifer was really beginning to wonder what they’d been saying about him.
“You’re distracting that mind of hers.” Diavolo chuckled.
“I apologise, my Lord.” Lucifer gave in. “I will look to take a break when feasible.”
“Excellent!” Diavolo smiled, “because it’s not just MC who worries about you.”
“I know, my Lord.” Lucifer sighed, feeling mortified that it was now him being mothered.
“Speaking of whom, where is she this morning?” Diavolo asked changing the subject.
Turning away from the desk, he paced across the room before stopping in front of the fireplace. His eyes fell on the coffee table where MC’s tray remained from the previous night. His focus remained on the empty plate and cup before the eldest brother’s voice interrupted his thoughts.
“With one of my brothers I presume.” Lucifer answered.
“Mm.” Diavolo nodded, “I was hoping if she wasn’t busy I could take her back to the palace with me now rather than the time we had agreed.”
Lucifer raised an eyebrow. “She’s playing for you again, my Lord?” He questioned in a quiet tone.
“Not today.” Diavolo answered, “i don’t want her to think I merely invite her over just to play the piano for me. As much as I find pleasure in hearing her, I actually rather enjoy MC’s company.”
“I hadn’t realised you’d grown quite so close...” Lucifer spoke, watching Diavolo cautiously.
The Prince sensed something deeper in Lucifer’s tone. Turning his head, he studied the demon’s expression.
“She’s one of our exchange students, Lucifer, it’s important to have a strong bond with her.” Diavolo insisted with a smile.
“Of course, my Lord.” Lucifer backed down, realising that the Prince was catching onto his suspicions. Or at the very least, thinking Lucifer was being an overprotective guardian.
“You needn’t worry about her, Lucifer.” Diavolo insisted, “MC will always be safe while she is in my company.”
“Yes, my Lord.” Lucifer nodded.
Although that wasn’t actually what he was concerned about.
A/N: so it looks like Lucifer is growing suspicious over Diavolo! Do you feel sorry for him or do you think he should stop being a little bitch? Let me know!
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Friend: do you wanna meet up?
Me: I can’t, I’m doing hot girl shit
Hot girl shit: writing fanfiction about two cartoon demons because my own love life is shit
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Okay because Christmas is over and now it’s getting to that rather gloomy time of the year, I thought we could play a little ‘game’.
Tell me one thing that happened on Christmas for you that’s completely out of context
Here’s mine:
✨My Grandma told me she wouldn’t want to sit on Danny Devito’s face✨
Your turn!
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Don’t fall in love? May I ask what brought up that message? Also I love you sweet pea ❤️
Sometimes love can be great when there’s no strings attached but sometimes it’s not so easy.
Occasionally you may become attached to the wrong person and you don’t always see the thousands of red flags that are flashing right in front of you!
Sometimes committing yourself to somebody also means you lose your respect for yourself but you don’t always realise that. Sometimes you don’t realise when you should be walking away because your heart is too trusting and soft.
A little message to anybody reading this: ALWAYS TRUST YOUR GUT!
Anyway I’ll stop being deep now - thank you for the concern! I love you too😀
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fellulahh · 3 years
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Okay, but why does no one talk about Lucifer’s arms in his new card? Am I the only one who finds them super hot? My friend already thought I have an arm fetish ksksksk... maybe she’s right though... 👀
I have not seen this...does one have pictures??👀
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