#Angsty satan

[otomefoxystar]

Moving Forward - Chapter 5

Fandom: Obey Me!

Pairing : Satan X OC ( Paisley)

Genre : Angst

TW: just Satan being a mopey mess.

Satan paced his room, trying to contain his anger, breathing heavily. He pulled at his hair and screamed out in frustration. He could never talk to her again. How could he even look at her, much less talk to her? "Fuck!” He took book after book and started chucking them across the room.

He had added another chapter to Paisley's pain. Although Asmodeus was at fault here, it was ultimately Satan who acted on his desires and carried out what had happened. Satan sat down on his bed with his head in his hands, going over all the what ifs of that night. He couldn’t be around her; he couldn’t let her see him and remind her every day what he had done to her. Satan knew what he had to do.

He sauntered out of the house of lamentation to his intended location. He knocked on the large door. Barbatos answered with a surprised face. It took a lot for Barbatos to be surprised, but he did not see this coming. “Satan, this is a surprise.” Then Barbato's eyebrows knitted together. “Are you alright, you don’t look like yourself?” Satan frowned, “That’s why I’m here. May I see Lord Diavolo?” Barbatos motioned for Satan to come in. “He is busy doing some paperwork, but I’m sure he can make time for you. Come.” Satan began to follow Barbatos, “My lord, Satan is here to see you.” Diavolo lifted his head from writing. “Come in, Satan.” Satan looked over at Babatos, “Thank you, Barbatos.” Barbatos bowed, “Of course.” He left, closing the door.

“Please sit down,” Diavolo motioned toward the chair in front of his desk. Satan sat in the seat, and Diavolo noticed Satan’s disheveled appearance compared to his usual put together look. “What can I do for you?” Satan cleared his throat, preparing himself for what he was going to ask of Lord Diavolo.

“I need time. Time to myself for a while.” Diavolo arched an eyebrow, “Are you asking permission to go on a vacation?’ Satan shook his head, “I wish I was, but it’d be a very extended vacation. I can’t be here right now. I need to give everyone space.” Satan looked at his hands. “All I do is cause problems for everyone. That’s all I’ve ever done.” Diavolo put his pen down. Satan was not in a good place. “What happened? I’m sure it’s something we can fix. You and your brothers are always fighting.”

Satan sighed, “Not this time. This is not fixable.” Satan was intentionally being vague, but Satan also knew Diavolo was no idiot.

“What are you not telling me here, Satan?” Satan ran his hand through his hair in frustration. “I'm not going to allow you to go just because you need to clear your head. I’d let you take a couple days at most. You have a responsibility as the Avatar of Wrath. You have a responsibility to the council.” Satan, of course, knew this; that’s why he came to see Diavolo in the first place. What he didn’t expect was for it to irritate him so much.

“I can’t share something that would cause the other person involved pain.” Satan swallowed, his throat getting dry. “I’m sorry, Satan, I’m trying to run a kingdom here. I need to know what is causing you such grief that you feel you need to run away.” Satan knew he was right and understood, but it didn’t feel right. “You won’t tell anyone, will you?”

“That depends on what happened; I won’t involve anyone else if I don’t need to.” Satan nodded; if he wanted to leave, he would have to spill it. Satan sighed, and Diavolo waited patiently for Satan to get his bearings together. “Okay,” Satan said, and Diavolo gave Satan his full attention. “Asmo made a smoothie for Paisley and me, but the smoothie contained some sort of potion, and as a result…” Satan paused, and Diavolo could see the regret etched on his face. “Tell me, Satan, it’s okay.” He nodded. “Paisley and I were intimate.” Diavolo’s eyes went wide. “O-Ooh!” Satan played with the zipper on his jacket. “The worst part of all of this is that neither of us remembers it. What if I hurt her? What if I pushed her to do it?” Diavolo watched as Satan was coming undone. “Satan, stop.” He still looked panicked. “I’m sure you were a gentleman. I see how you are with her.” Satan sighed. The worry weighed on him heavily, and it was evident from the expression on his face. “Asmodeus was responsible for this?” Satan closed his eyes, steadying his breathing. The anger still fresh. “I could have killed him, but I did say some pretty awful things to him.” Satan was tapping his foot at the subject change to Asmo, which didn’t pass by Diavolo.

Diavolo leaned back in his chair, “Hm, okay. Do you think perhaps you’re so upset by this because you’ve developed feelings for Paisey?” Satan put his large hand over his face and dragged it down. “Probably, I didn’t even realize I had feelings for her until all this unfolded.” Diavolo sat forward again. “What if she has feelings for you, too?” Satan shook his head, “We will both have to get over it. I've already caused her enough pain, and I'm pretty certain that when my wrath had its hold on me, it scared her. She’s never seen me when my wrath is out of control like that.” Satan put his elbows on his knees, then put his face in his hands, making his voice muffled.

“This is a mess and I made it so much worse.” Diavolo cleared his throat. “I’ll let you go, Satan, but you must check in with me once a week.” Satan nodded, “I can do that.” Diavolo leaned forward, grabbing his DDD to remind himself to call Satan. “While you are away, I may have you do some jobs for me.” Satan nodded in understanding the terms Diavolo was giving him. “Also," Diavolo emphasized, " I want you to do some soul searching; use this time to find yourself again.” Diavolo smiled and stood up. “I’ll keep your secret. No one else needs to know. I just hope both you and Paisley find some peace.” Diavolo held out his hand to shake Satan’s, and Satan obliged, returning the gesture. “Thank you, Lord Diavolo, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you letting me leave like this.” Diavolo squeezed his shoulder. “Just take care of yourself and find some peace.” Satan nodded, “I hope I do.” Diavolo smiled, “Now, I have to get back to this paperwork before Barbatos whips me. Please take care of yourself. I look forward to your call.”

Satan stood up, and before he left, he turned to Diavolo, “Thank you for protecting my secret and for, well, everything really.” Diavolo gave him a slow nod, accepting his thanks. Satan left the castle, but he had one more stop before he went home to pack. He walked towards purgatory hall letting his long legs carry him even when he felt like he was ripping apart from the inside. Satan knocked on the door, and Luke answered; he grimaced, not wanting Satan over, but a second look at Satan had Luke looking concerned. “Satan, are you okay?” Luke waited for an answer, but Satan dodged it. “May I come in?” Luke stepped aside, letting Satan in.

Luke shut the door as Satan walked inside. “Would you like some tea? I also made some cookies if you want some. Satan put his hands in his pockets. “Thank you, but I’m okay.” Satan and Luke walked to the living room together. Luke decided it was best not to push Satan into talking, he was there for a reason, he’d eventually tell them why.

Simeon and Solomon were on the couch watching a comedy on the TV. “Guys.” They both looked over at the sound of Luke’s voice, surprised to see Satan. Solomon paused the show they were watching and stood up after Simeon. “This is unexpected,” Simeon says, then takes in not only Satan’s appearance but his overall energy.

I don’t want to hurt your feelings, Satan, but you look terrible. Are you alright?” Simeon says with concern dripping in his words. Satan had already heard this from Barbatos and Luke. He ignored the question, getting right to the reason he was there. “I’m leaving.” He said all three of them looked at him with confused expressions. “What? Why?” Solomon asked, “Let’s just say some things happened; more things were said, so I’m leaving. It’s more problematic if I stay.”

Satan took in a breath and looked at the three of them. “I wanted to ask if you can check in on Paisley occasionally.” Luke leaned his head to the side slightly, studying Satan’s expression. “Especially regarding Asmo, those two aren’t on the best terms right now.” Simeon raised an eyebrow curiously. Satan turned his attention to Solomon. “Will you protect her?” Solomon didn’t know why he was asking him specifically. “Of course,” Satan cleared his throat, “Her life in the human world…” he pauses, and Solomon waits because upsetting Satan when he’s already upset never turns out good. “It’s not good; live with her. If you have to, just don’t let her go back home.” Solomon nodded. “I need you to say it, Solomon; she cannot go back there.” Solomon steps forward and puts his hand on Satan’s shoulder. “I understand, I’ll watch over her I promise.” Satan’s expression softened.

As Simeon witnessed the interaction between Solomon and Satan, worry started to settle in his stomach. “Satan, what happened?” Simeon finally asked the question they all were dying to ask. Satan clenched his teeth and shook his head. “It is not my story to tell. If Paisley decides to tell you, that’s fine, but you won’t hear it from me.” Satan says, trying to protect Paisley’s dignity, “You’re in love with her.” Satan closes his eyes tight and then opens again with a sigh. “Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter, I’m leaving, and she can go on with her life.” Simeon’s heart hurt for Satan. “Satan,” Simeon says sadly. “It’s okay. I’ll be okay.” Luke looks Satan up and down. “Really? Because you don’t look okay, the Satan I know would never leave his room looking like this.” He nodded. “I’ll be okay. Just keep Paisley safe.” Luke snickered, “We will. We’ll always keep her safe.” Satisfied, Satan smiled softly. “Thank you.” He bowed his head.

As he headed towards the door, Solomon stopped him. “Take care of yourself, Satan; you really don’t look your best.” Satan chuckled, “Aren’t I allowed to have a bad day?” Solomon arched an eyebrow, “I hope you find the solace you’re looking for.” Satan swallowed, “Thank you, Solomon, truly.” Solomon smiled. “You won’t need to worry, she’ll be fine. I’ll keep my word.” Satan opened the door. “Good luck,” Solomon said as Satan left for the house of lamentation.

He threw a suitcase on his bed and packed a couple outfits and as many books as he could fit in the suitcase. He looked at his bedside table, and a small framed picture caught his attention. It was a picture of him and Paisley that Mammon had taken at a cafe, a rare photo she was smiling in. He looked at the photo, picked it up, and then put it back down. Thinking that he should forget about her. Forgetting all reason, he picked the picture up and placed it on top in his suitcase.

It was late at night, so he went into Lucifer’s study and scribbled a short note, placing it where he was sure Lucifer would see it. As he walked down the corridor, he paused as he passed Paisley’s room, briefly placing his hand on the door, closing his eyes, and breathing in. “I’m sorry, Paisley, I’m so sorry.” Straightening his back he carried on, and passed by the kitchen unaware of Beel’s eyes watching from the shadows in the kitchen as he ate a late night snack. “Satan, where are you going?” Beel hurried over to Satan, grabbing his shoulder. Satan turned and looked into Beel’s violet eyes. “I need to go, Beel; it’s better for everyone this way.” Beel was confused, “How?” Satan managed a sad smile at his clueless brother. “You don’t have to leave, I’m sure Asmo will forgive you.” Satan pressed his lips together. “I do, Beel.” He pulled the muscular demon into a hug. “Where will you go?” Satan stepped back, “I don’t know yet.”

A deep worry line formed between Beel’s eyebrows. “I’ll be okay.” Beel shook his head, “We just got Belphie back, and now you’re leaving; it isn’t fair. Why can’t we ever be a family?” Satan squeezed Beel's shoulder. “I love you, Beel, never change.” Referring to how kind hearted Beel was.

Beel’s eyes were begging Satan to stay. “Will you come back?” Satan looked at Beel; he was yet again hurting someone he loved. “Eventually, but I need some time to myself.” Beel pulled Satan in for another tight bear hug. When he released Satan, they were both close to tears. Satan gave Beel as much of a smile as he could manage and squeezed his arm in reassurance, trying to convey that he’d be all right. Satan turned to walk away, leaving Beel standing there watching the youngest of them go into the night for who knows how long. Beel didn’t know if he’d ever see Satan again. This could quite possibly be the last time he ever talked to his brother. A tear rolled down Beel’s face, and as he wiped it away, more tears came.

As Satan walked away from Beel, tears formed, and as hard as he tried to will them away, one escaped. He opened the front door and turned around, looking at Beel one last time. As the tearful Beel looked back to Satan. With a shuddered sigh, Satan walked out the door, shutting it quietly.

A slight breeze made the air smell more crisp than it usually would. As Satan walked past the house of lamentation, he stopped when he saw that Paisley’s light was on. Just as he was going to begin walking again, she moved the curtain to the side, almost as if she knew he was there. Upon spotting him, they stared at each other. She didn’t try to go to him; she didn’t open the window. He knew that she knew what was happening. A moment longer, then he forced his face away and turned away, walking away from her and the house of lamentation.

He caught the earliest train, choosing his destination randomly based on tourist reviews on devilgram. He knew deleting himself from social media was best; he couldn’t have his brothers finding him. He left his DDD at the house of lamentation on his side table and bought a burner phone at the train station. He had to have a phone at least to contact Lord Diavolo and for entertainment on the train.

Satan opened his eyes and adjusted his posture from being slumped over in the chair. He looked at his watch, it was already mid morning. Satan looked out the window as his cheek rested in his hand. He tried not to think of what happened, what could still happen. He needed to stop thinking.

Hours went by, and Satan could not get his mind to settle down. He tried reading, but that didn’t work, so he tried to take a nap, but that didn’t work either. Eventually, Satan ended up watching cat videos. It didn’t bring him as much joy as he would have liked, but it would suffice well enough to keep his brain distracted.

Finally, the train arrived at the destination. Satan stood up and stretched, his back popping in several spots from the uncomfortable way he had been sitting. He grabbed his suitcase and exited the train. As soon as Satan was in the small woodland town, he found a hotel paying in advance for a couple days, so he had time to procure a residence.

Satan went up the elevator and walked to his room, going through the motions. He hadn’t had time to think since he got off the train. Which was a nice respite; however, as Satan unpacked, he put the picture back into the suitcase. Satan wanted it but didn't want to look at it all the time. It was a contradiction in itself. Satan looked out the window at the town, acquainting himself with what would be home for now.

#Obey Me! #obey me! shall we date? #OM #obey me fandom #obey me fanfic #obey me satan #Satan x OC #Angsty satan #Satan fic

[introvert-time-art]

so i got a little silly (watched david tennant's richard ii) and then got even sillier (drew some painfully dramatic crowleys referencing it) (but at least i practiced shading a little) (was it worth it for the turbo cringe?)

#good omens #good omens 2 #crowley good omens #good omens fanart #good omens spoilers #should i tag this spoilers? #i mean ive heard rumors #but that's about it #angel crowley #also don't mind my satan design #he looks a little goofy #got a freshly fallen satan in between his canon and probably more normal looking angelic form #blegh #crowley is angsty

[misc-obeyme]

Back on my human au ideas...

More about Asmo, I think he's still obsessed with clothes & makeup, is a social media abuser, & tries to get Satan to wear something other than professor jackets with elbow patches. He's mildly TikTok famous for posting high quality videos of him doing amazing drag looks and makeup tutorials.

He often tries to join Beel for workouts on the farm, but doesn’t have Beel’s stamina & gets tired halfway through. Makes them both protein shakes. Helps out at the farmer’s market.

Mammon is a mechanic. He has to be because that's a human au situation I've always loved for him. Like yeah, he could own a casino and all that, but I want to focus on something a little different for him. And I love the idea of him being a mechanic who owns his own car repair garage, but it specializes in super expensive cars. Like all your Porsches and Maseratis and so on. And of course he has a couple of his own that he drives around. He likes to drive out to Beel's and he'll take any of his brothers for a spin if they want.

Regularly picks up Asmo from various places in customer's cars just because it makes him feel special.

He probably does a little illegal street racing, just because this is Mammon we're talking about.

He's in on Satan's rare bookseller connections. Turns out he's really good at finding such rarities, too, so when he does, they sell them together. That's if Satan can even manage to part with whatever Mammon finds lol.

Beel won't let Mammon into the corn fields, though. Man attracts too many crows for some reason. When they first discover this, Mammon feels so bad about it that he spends several days building Beel multiple scarecrows. They're still scattered through Beel's fields.

Mammon will also take Belphie for midnight drives out to places that have good views of certain celestial bodies. He loves to drive and he loves to see his little brothers doing what they love, so it's a win-win.

And of course, Mammon still does modeling occasionally. He won't do it full time because of the work involved, but if the price is right, he'll accept an offer or two.

One time Asmo gets really into making a marketing campaign for Mammon's garage which involved Mammon modeling with various expensive cars. Most of the pictures were a little too risque to use lol.

#I'm having fun with these ideas #I'll get to the others eventually too #I'm not sure how to do their family history without it getting angsty though #sigh #obey me #obey me asmodeus #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me au #misc human au #misc rambles

[tellodona]

i saw anon ask this in my inbox, but i accidentally deleted it 😭 i hope anon would see this !

the brothers seeing mc use sfx makeup

heads up: gn!mc, swearing in lucifer's

lucifer

he hasn't seen you all day, so he assumes you haven't left your room

hm. he has spare time. what's wrong with checking in on you?

he knocks on your door, and patiently waits for you to open it

when you do, what greets him is the sight of you with blood everywhere on your face

your makeup had your left eye blackened out (you just closed it) with fake blood dripping right out of it. and you even took the liberty of making yourself paler than usual

mc. what. the. fuck.

right of the bat, he could smell toxins on your face, and deduced it was makeup

but that still doesn't stop him from freezing over

"lucifer... are you okay?"

"*clears his throat* yes, i am, mc. are you perhaps trying... very detailed makeup?"

he has mixed feelings about it

one, wow, you're talented, good job, you almost scared him, mc

second, the blood reminded him too much of something and someone

"mc... please give me a heads up when you try this... sfx makeup, if you would"

that would depend

mammon

he had a big win in one of the casinos he frequents, so of course you had to know too!

he stomps towards your door and barges into your roon without much of a warning

you flinched and accidentally got lipstick on your teeth, so look turned and glared at him

he SCREAMS

"MC WHAT THE HELL??????????"

you had makeup to look like your face was burnt, and it looked too realistic for his liking. with your glare, it made you look more terrifying

he was shaking in his place because he got so scared-

ehem! the GREAT mammon doesn't get scared, okay?!

still though, you sigh and you should gently apologize to him

"mc, you scared the bejeebers outta me! i- i mean... i was surprised! just surprised! this're the things you gotta tell me, alright?!"

from then on he learnt how to knock. but it's more like slamming on your door impatiently

leviathan

because of the extent of his knowledge in cosplaying, you wanted his opinion on something about your makeup. like the color of your eye contacts maybe

you knock on his door, and when he doesn't answer, you hear faint sounds of a game going off inside, so you took the liberty of going inside

there he was, busy in front of his computer on a game that probably just came out an hour ago

you waited for him to finish, so when he did, you called out his name

he flinched, sighing, "mc, you have to stop scaring-"

he turns around and pales

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

he threw his controller at you, which hit you square in the face

we are NOT forgetting about the fact that he's a literal grand admiral

of course you're falling down on your bum

"m- m- m- mc, i'm so sorry!!!!!!"

literally on his knees begging for forgiveness

after a while, the both of you calm down

he finally takes into detail with your sfx makeup, which looks like you were drowned in the sea and you had tears coming out of your eyes

"maybe gray would look great... or blue?"

he'd help with whatever you need, just don't scare him like that again, normie!

satan

he'd recently borrow a book from the human world from you, finished it in one sitting, and wanted to return it to you

he knocks on your door, and when you told him to come in, he did

you were in front of your mirror, but he wasn't in the angle to see your reflection

"mc, i wanted to return your book- oh."

you returned around, looking at him curiously

your makeup made an illusion where your face seemingly split apart in the middle, one side was crying, and one side was angry

it hit home for him, despite the absolute gore of a thing you have on your face right now

he just wore a frown on his face, making you have a feeling of worry, "satan... are you okay?"

he gets out of his head and nods

"i just wanted to return your book. sorry if i'm intruding on something."

you assure him it's fine, and he debates whether to stay or not

he does, he sits on your bed behind you

"what's your inspiration for that, mc?"

asmodeus

you were asking for some makeup suggestions these past few days which was he excited to share with you

"are you going somewhere, mc? oh, oh! can i come? i can, right?!"

you laugh and tell him it depends

it's been two days since you last asked for makeup suggestions, so he assumed you already have them

he skips towards your room with a happy hum, knocking on your door, "mc~ i'm coming in!"

he walks in, smiling brightly

you were just finishing up, and you turned around

he almost hurls

"o- oh... that's what you've been up to, huh?"

you had some sort of crown on top of your head, but it was broken in half. your face had distorted make up on it, scratch marks all over, broken jewels decorated around your face, and some sort of gunshot wound on your forehead

he walks closer to you, his smile coming back, "can i make some suggestions?"

he immediately got hooked

be ready for an impromptu photoshoot

beelzebub

he'd recently receive a coupon for one of the restaurants he always go to that everything will be 25% if you bring someone with you

he immediately thought about you

he happily walks to your room, a smile on his face thinking about how much food he'll be eating and that you would be there with him

he knocks like once, before he just opens your door

"mc, i got a coupon after winning- what are you doing?"

he tilts his head when you look like you were poking at something on your face with a brush

you turn around to find him standing there with said coupon in hand, "what is it, beel?" you ask

but he just freezes

you had yourself look like you were crying, burn marks all over your face, and you wore an eye contact on your right eye to make it look like it went blind

"beel?" you try calling out again

he shakes his head when he stops thinking and the smell of the makeup's toxins flaring in his nose

"oh... uhm. you look great, mc. i didn't know you could do that."

you thank him, and he went on with the tangent about the coupon

he's desperate in subtly ignoring the makeup

belphegor

it's rare, but somehow he got a nightmare

he forgot about it as soon as he woke up, but he was still feeling a little restless

he walks out of his and beel's room and walked downstairs

he finds your light still open, so he immediately decided to make it your problem

he just opens your door without any prior warning and sees you standing by your bed

he raises an eyebrow and calls your name

you turn around and he was dumbfounded

you black and white feathers scattered around your hair, your eyes were depicted to be swollen from crying, your nose is bleeding, a slice on your cheek, and half of your face was burnt

and it felt like his nightmare all over again

"mc...?"

he was frozen over and you had to frantically assure him it was makeup

it took him a while to respond to you, and just nodded

he slept in your bed with you that night

i had some inspirations from the internet, but most of them are little close to home heh

see what i did there?

#well that turned angsty rq #welp #omswd #obey me #anon ask #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

[soursvgar]

What makes them jealous?

demon brothers (minus luci and beel) x gender neutral reader warnings: slight angst, mentions of ch. 16, mentions of violence

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Mammon ━ you praising someone else

Mammon has an aptitude to get himself into sticky situations, which graced him with quite the reputation. Virtually, Mammon is a good one, but has a hard time bringing his image to line with his actual personality. When he fell for you, he made it his life's mission to show you the real him, the one that is caring, generous and loving. Mammon wants you to perceive him as the perfect man, one that can provide for your every need, and fulfil your every whim. Hence, hearing you complimenting and praising anyone other than him is unacceptable, he can be whatever you need him to be, just don't go to someone else.

"I've decided I'm not speaking with ya, human." Mammon settles on your bed, arms linked together as he glowers at you. "Your silence sure is rumbling. What is it this time?" You tease, already used to his dramatic responses. "It ain't funny! Yesterday you commented on Lucifer's self discipline, then it was Beel's determination to stay active, where do I fit into all this, hm? What is it with ya?"

At first you laugh, but he retains his scowl, persistent in his theatrics. You decide to sit by his side, taking his hand into yours before you rest your intertwined fingers on your lap. "I applaud their admirable behaviors because I believe it's good to celebrate positive things others do, but it doesn't take away from your good virtues. There are things that no one else does as well as you." Mammon looks up at you as if desperately seeking your affirmations. "T-There are? I mean- of course there are, no one compares to The Great Mammon! But a-ahem, like what?"

"Oh, so that means you're talking to me again?"

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Leviathan ━ you hyping up a favorite character/idol

It may come off a little silly, but being a shut in has Levi holding different people to different standards. Deeming himself a worthless good for nothing, his jealousy manifest in the people you adore, since he so badly wants to be one of them. However, the only beings he associates with you are in his immediate surroundings, his brothers for example, which are equal to him in power and status. Therefore, when you come into his room gushing about your favorite idol or character, that he already holds to higher standards due to the god-like class he administers to his own, he can't halt the rush of envy through his body. Why can't he be them?

"What is this doing here?" Leviathan holds a crumped piece of paper, inspecting it. You had requested his aid with moving furniture in your room in order for you to clean behind them, not realizing you brought some of your merch back from the human world with you. "Oh, I was wondering where that disappeared to... it's my favorite member from a human world band I'm a fan of." Beaming at the long lost item, you take the poster back and begin straightening the edges while you tell Leviathan all about your idol. Leviathan doesn't respond, instead, he watches you with a displeased expression, looking almost offended.

"By any chance, are you... jealous?" Puzzled, you seek for his confirmation, having actually thought that out of all brothers, Leviathan would be the most accepting of your interests. He's quick to shoot you down, mumbling bitterly about how he was certain that things like these were his area of expertise and it simply took him by surprise. You knew better, though; the nervous flinching of his fingertips accompanying his overly impudent attitude attested of his attempt to control his envy from getting out of hand. You almost visibly coo at his efforts to contain himself, smiling to yourself.

"But you know you're always my number one, right?"

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Satan ━ you (or anyone) outsmarting him

'Knowledge is power', is key to understanding Satan's values and way of thinking. Feeling slightly inferior within his own family, he uses his wits to grant himself an advantage over the others as he believes that being the smartest person in the room puts him on a higher pedestal, and worthy of more respect. Satan has to be the smartest, and no one usually puts enough effort to rise above him. So when you come around and prove the limits of his brain to him, you send him into a state of confusion, unravelling his self deprecating side rather than a vengeful beast of wrath.

"You were cheating, there's no way I've lost, I haven't lost a game of othello for over a hundred and fifty years." Satan rambles, spectating the board that sent a clear message of victory on your part. "For the nth time, I didn't cheat. I won fair and square." You roll your eyes and brace yourself for a potential full blown argument. It was a recurring theme for Satan to rage and throw a tantrum over pretty mundane things, and while usually the two of you channelled the pent up energy towards a better usage of your time (interpret this however you like), this specific occasion felt very different. Satan did not sulk nor did he violently toss any inanimate objects in the room, instead, he was sitting quietly, eyes boring holes into the game board as if it might change the result.

"It's not possible, how did you beat me? I'm supposed to be the smart one, the one you go to whenever you need guidance or help. And now I can't even win a simple game against you?" Your face softens to the sound of his words.

"Well, I had a good teacher. You taught me everything I know."

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Asmodeus ━ you being touchy with others

Asmo is a pretty suave demon, even without his special abilities he can use his looks and his slick tongue to charm any being. Knowing you're a natural yourself at making others sway, he's not too bothered with a flirty remark here and there or a double take. If anything, he finds it natural and even a little exciting when he observes you checking someone out or smooth talking your way into collecting a favor. But don't get too comfortable with his easy going nature, because your body is his temple, and you are his gorgeous treasure that others may look at, but under no circumstances, touch.

"Oh my, was that a flirty shoulder tap I just witnessed Mephistopheles giving you?" Asmodeus gasps, arms crossed. He tries to mask it as meaningless banter, but you can sense there's more beneath it and rush to correct him. "He was just thanking me for letting him copy my notes." You explain. He keeps his stance for a minute before letting his arms fall to his sides, sighing. "That's a no no, okay? Don't just let someone touch you like this, I bet he doesn't even use hand lotion..."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Belphegor ━ you not including him in your plans

No word of lie, this boy is a little bit obsessed with you. Under the rugged layers of sarcasm and chaff hides a gentle, insecure soul that simply just loves you too much for its own good. Belphie deals with his fair share of guilt when it comes to you, and he often walks on eggshells, too afraid to wake up from the euphoric dream that is your relationship. It's those reasons, along with his temper issues, that cloud his judgment whenever you're out of reach and lead his rushed conclusions to break his own heart.

"Did you forget about me?" You blink at the sound of the voice addressing you, only have entered the house of lamentation after an outing with Simeon and Luke. Belphegor was cross legged on the sofa, brows furrowed as he's glancing daggers at you. You slightly shiver, his familiar enraged expression doesn't exactly incite good memories. "I saw the photos on Simeon's devilgram, why didn't you tell me you were going out?"

"Belphie, y-you were sleeping, I didn't want to wake you up to ask you to join..." You mutter, shaken by the hostile situation that greeted your return. It's not that you were afraid of him, having him in a pact with you allowed you to take the reins at any given time, but it was never a pleasant reminder to see what your sweet cuddle buddy is capable of attempting once again. Fortunately, the change of pitch was enough to pull him out of his jealous state, recognizing something in your eyes he hoped to never witness again.

"I'm sorry... I'm overreacting. I just missed you, that's all."

#i feel like this is kinda bad im sorry ajddkjf i didnt want it to be too long or too angsty #mammon has a praise kink pass it on #obey me #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me scenarios #obey me imagines #obey me belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan

[galaxdora]

Satan gets Phantom pains related to injuries that luci got pre falling. No one really knew he had these pains until he woke the whole house up from his screaming in pain, and everyone ran to him thinking someone was like. Killing him or smth. No one knew what was going on until luci realized he knew exactly what injury he was feeling and told everyone else to get out so he could show him the specific injury :,) everyone didn't ask questions after that night but definitely had at least suspicions about what happened

#anyway. feeling angsty this morning #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me satan #obey me lucifer

[l3viat8an]

OM!angst because AI Luci made me cry:

In an argument once Lucifer snapped at Satan and said "You're not even a real member of this family so stay out of it"

That's all 🤭

~🍒

and that was the first time Satan burned the house down-

Because just imagine Satan finally feeling like part of the family to the point he was he talking (read; probably arguing) with Lucifer and then Lucifer snaps that at Satan??? The fuckin’ pain all the brothers could clearly see on Satan’s face because he didn’t expect it.

#🍒 anon #I’ll come back to this when I’m in a bit more of an angsty mood but fuck 😭 #obey me! #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me nightbringer #obey me nightbringer! #obey me imagines #obey me ideas #ro rambles #obey me #om! #obmswd

[the-rocket-scientist]

Luke 10:18 — [Jesus] replied, “I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven.”

The papers I used, guess what. Pencil lines do not erase properly. So I was forced to do this drawing without a sketch right away with markers and then colored pencils for color. luckily I had reference though.

Unluckily perspective looks bad and gawd damn the wings are fricking plastic, I even studied how wings work and this is what my lack of skills do to me—I’ll hopefully do better next time.

#bible verse #satan #lucifer #disowned #God has son #He’s angsty and a demonic teenager #“you’re grounded now gtfo of heaven”

[sweetbrier2908]

a letter to your future lover

obey me! - mc x the demon brothers

no proof-read

mc's gender is not mentioned

mc write a letter to their demons' next lover

dear the next person who is going to fall in love with my demons,

please tell lucifer to rest on time, he's not a morning demon so if he doesn't have enough sleep, he will have that kind of lifeless eyes for the next morning and his brothers will definitely make fun of it.

please say thank you to mammon for every single little thing he does for you and his brothers. sometimes his brothers are just too harsh and you will understand he is trying his best everyday.

please take levi out twice a week, he doesn't like going outside but sometimes in a while, you need to go out to know about the world. drag him out, he will go if you two go together.

please help satan feed those stray cats around house of lamentation and in RAD's courtyard. he always brings cat food with him but he can be caught up in his works and can't feed his little friends.

please let asmo paint your nails, it's a sign of love, it's a sign that you belongs to the family. let him pick the color and let he paint it on your beautiful nails. he need to know that you trust his fashion sense too.

please go out and eat with beel. someone need to tell him when to stop eating and it has to be you. by the way, the food will taste better if you two eat together, and beel loves good food.

please let belphie sleep next to you, or sleep on your laps, please run your hands through his hair and put him to sleep. be careful not too fall asleep too because lucifer will be mad but it's fine if you take a good nap in a while.

and finally, i hope you love them like i did.

#obey me #obey me satan #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanon #obey me beelzebub #a little bit angsty #a letter #mc will be gone someday and there is something they want to say with the person will fall in love with their demons #write this in 15 minutes before my presentation #l

[etherealbelphie]

Chaos Kitchen (Ft. Demon Brothers and GN! MC)

Warnings: Mentions of animal harm/death, technically attempted stabbing, nothing worse than the game itself though.

Length: 0.9k words

Genre: Chaotic

Summary: You've unfortunately found yourself in the kitchen helping out your demons. As if it wasn't crowded enough in there, someone else decides to join you.

A/N: I figured I'd post something fun and lighthearted before the angst train completely leaves the station. I've got a bunch of half-finished fics I'm going to try and get done and out, and this was one of them. I don't think I missed any warnings, but if I should add some, please let me know! (This fic is pure chaos, the 'warnings' in this case are mostly a formality.)

I hope you enjoy the story!

-Ethereal (✿◡‿◡)

Story below, please don't claim as your own!

The world is divided on many issues, but one thing everyone can agree on is that having other people in the kitchen with you is annoying.

As someone living with 7 demons, this was something you understood all too well.

Even so, it was exceptionally rare for all eight of you to be in there at once.

This was one (and thankfully, the only) such occasion.

To celebrate the success of the exchange program, Diavlo had decided to throw an enormous party.

For all of the participants of the program, obviously, but also for some high-society members of the Devildom and Celestial realms alike.

And Diavlo, in his infinite wisdom, decided that in the interest of hospitality all Devildom-residing participants should be in charge of cooking for the banquet, because "It would be that much more meaningful than having it catered!"

Right now, you couldn't give a damn about hospitality.

Everyone else had one specific dish they were working on. (Except for Beel. He was tasked with dish duty to avoid any disasters.)

You figured you would be tasked with making a dish from the human world. After all, it's not like anything Solomon made could be ingested by a living being.

But nooooo.

You were told to 'help whoever needed it'.

And though you loved your seven demons with all your heart, sometimes you seriously wondered how they managed to survive this long without you.

For the better part of the last three days leading up to this, you had been pulled in seven directions.

Just as you were about to snap, there finally came a welcome distraction.

"ARGH!!! GET IT OUT, GET IT OUT, OUT, OUT!"

Well, it was welcome for you. Asmo didn't take too kindly to whatever was obscured from your view by a giant pile of eggshells on the floor.(Seriously, Mammon? The trash can is right beside you...)

Beel was the next to spot it. "Can I eat it?" He asked, his mouth already watering.

"I DON'T CARE! JUST GET IT OUT!" Asmo screeched.

"What is it?" You asked, peering around the garbage.

...Oh. It was a little mouse, seemingly minding its own business.

Asmo had climbed up onto a chair, frantically fanning his eyes so his mascara wouldn't run.

Belphie had grabbed a knife from the block on the counter, and was pointing it at the offending creature.

"Want me to kill it?"

"Yes!" Beel and Asmo answered at the same time, though for very different reasons.

"That seems unnecce-" You were cut off by Satan placing himself protectively in front of the mouse.

"NO!" He shouted, already shifted into his demon form. "Leave it alone, it didn't do anything to you!"

"But look at it!" Asmo cried, pointing at it.

"It's...cute though?" You said, squinting at it. Sure, it didn't belong in the kitchen, but you couldn't see what was so horrifying about it.

"Yeah!" Mammon agreed enthusiastically. "It looks just like ratatouille!"

"His name is Remi," Levi pointed out. "And that's a mouse, not a rat, dumbass."

"I'm still gonna kill it," Belphie said, inching closer.

Satan growled, crouching. This startled the mouse, who started running for cover.

Asmo started screeching again, going as far as to actually get on the table itself.

"Oi! Don't step on the food!" Mammon shouted.

"I'll start up the frying pan," Beel announced, moving to the stove.

"Don't," you grabbed his wrist, holding him back. Even though he could easily break out of your grip, he chose not to when he saw the look on your face.

....Okay. Maybe the random leftovers you had grabbed out of the fridge played a part too.

"Hey! Those are mine!" Mammon protested, glaring at you.

"Forgive me," you mumbled half-heartedly, dodging through the chaos towards Belphie, who seemed to have forgotten about the mouse and was more focused on stabbing Satan himself.

"I'm not moving," Satan stated firmly, apparently not noticing the mouse had long since moved from behind him.

Speaking of, where had it gone anyways?

"Alright, let's put it to an IRL poll!" Levi shouted, joining Asmo on the table to gain some semblance of authority. "Asmo, what's your-?"

"Kill it!"

"And Beel?"

"Eat it!"

"Alright, I'm just gonna count that as two votes for 'kill'. Mammon, what-?"

"Enough."

Everyone froze, turning towards Lucifer.

He had the offending creature in his hands, holding it firmly so it wouldn't wiggle out of his grip. He was also emitting a frightening purple aura.

"Can none of you demons behave like adults?" He asked rhetorically. "One mouse leads to mass hysteria?"

No one moved. No one even breathed.

"Well, come on!" He flicked his hand in a sort of 'go' motion. "Leviathan, Asmodeus, off the table now or so help me. Mammon, pick those damned eggshells off the ground. Satan, go take a breather and come back when you've calmed-"

This was met with a violent tail thrash, sending a plate to the floor. It shattered as Satan stalked out of the kitchen.

"...down." He rolled his eyes. "Beelzebub, cooking a house mouse is not an appropriate solution. And Belphegor, don't...don't stab things? Or your brother? You're not two hundred anymore, I shouldn't need to tell you not to stab things."

Belphie didn't respond, but put the knife back into the block anyways.

"All of you better get back to work. If you're still fooling around by the time I get back, I swear you'll be hung from the ceiling until I finish all of the cooking myself."

Everyone immediately got back to work.

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me crack #obey me chaotic #obey me crack fanfic #obey me chaotic fanfic #obey me fanfiction #obey me crack fanfiction #obey me chaotic fanfiction #I love the idea of Lucifer just treating Satan like an angsty teen every time he gets mads

[veeaxx]

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Regret.

(replaced!m/c au)

A/N: Credits to @azlrse for the drabble she made! It's addicting af 💃🕺 Repost because Tumblr ruined it for me 😭 No specific pronouns are used ♡

TW: Angst, M/C breaks down, crying-

Fandom: Obey me!

Please refer to my masterlist to see the rest of my works <3

Their eyes widen as they see you, the same M/C they knew and loved all those years ago, in that very office.

Your glare was self-explanatory, you clearly didn't want them here.

Not after what they did.

"M-M/C.." Mammon happens to stutter out, making you clear your throat.

"Did you need something? I'm kind of busy as of the moment." You say in a low voice, crossing your arms.

The second eldest lowered his head in shame, along with the rest of his brothers. Lucifer stepped closer to your desk.

From the way he looks at you, he's clearly asking for a chance to speak.

"Diavolo is hosting another exchange program. He's selected different students from all three realms to participa--" He explains, until you hold your hand up as a gesture.

"I know how it works." You say coldly, searching through the files on your desk. "May I ask how much students are being selected this year?"

He hesitates to speak for a while, earning confused looks from some of his brothers. The eldest brother never stopped talking when it came to important manners.

What happened really did affect him after all...

"Unlike last time, we're selecting two students. One of yours seems to be one of them." He continues, "We'll just need your approval and it will be settled."

Grabbing a folder with a single page document, you open it and sigh.

Your own approval would allow your student to join the exchange program in Devildom. Just like you all those years ago.. No, not after that.

Being ignored, hurt, humiliated. All because of one attention-seeking human..You'd hate to see something like that happen to a student of yours.

"Such pathetic demons." You thought.

Setting down the folder, you hold the bridge of your nose before looking up to face the fallen angel.

"If it's no trouble, I'll have to address this with the rest of the student council." Opening one of the drawers beneath your desk, you take out a notepad and start taking notes.

"We'll have a final decision afterwards, but we'll need some time.. I'll need a bit to think of my answer as well." You reply.

Lucifer nods slowly, "Of course." Finishing your notes, you place the notepad down. Looking up at the demons.

"If that's all you need to address with me, you may take your leave. Like I said, I am quite busy." You explain.

When you think they're about to leave, you feel someone grab your shoulder.

"M/C..Please." By that voice and desperate tone, you can tell it's Leviathan. Surprisingly, he talked first. You don't turn your head to face him, however. "We're so sorry."

Beelzebub and Belphegor join in, hesitantly walking towards you. "Please come back to us.." Beel continues, "We miss you.. A lot." Belphie says softly, yawning shortly after.

The second eldest looks at you, his eyes showing sheer guilt. Seems like he also wanted to say sorry, but couldn't bear to say anything.

"M/C dear.. We didn't mean to push you away.." Asmodeus mutters, making Satan sigh. "I don't want to seem foolish, but it's true M/C. We miss you, dearly." He explains.

Lucifer stood behind his brothers, realizing how much a mere human meant to not only him, but to the everyone else.

The human that had the courage to stand up to him, the human who brought them together again, the human who loved him for who he was.

He pushed that all away.

It was silent, until you let out a shaky sigh and a single tear rolled down your cheek. Looking back at them, you softly held Levi's hand and lifted it off your shoulder.

"I'm sorry, but I don't address to anything that isn't related with the duties of student council or the council themselves." You reply bluntly. "Now, if you truly have no other concerns, kindly leave my office."

Their hearts shattered into pieces.

"M-M/C..P-please--" Mammon exclaims before his wrist is grabbed by Lucifer. "Mammon. It's time to take our leave." He explains. A slight sound is heard, meaning something probably fell on the floor. But that didn't matter to the avatar of greed at the moment.

Mammon's eyes are wide, but he understands that there's nothing he can do. His brothers look down, some even starting to cry.

You look back at them one more time as they walk out, until the door closes shut.

More tears start falling from your eyes, and eventually you're full-on crying. You sob quietly, hoping that no one hears.

All those memories you've spent with them, all those comforting times.. Gone.

You'd give anything to be in their embrace, to hear their comforting voice, to feel their heart beat close to yours just like before.

You truly miss them, but after what they've done, is it worth missing them?

. . . ♡ . . .

Mammon reaches into his pockets as he walks down the hall, reaching for a trinket you'd given him after you'd both become friends. However, he doesn't feel anything.

"No, no.." He mutters, before checking the rest of his pockets. "I-it's gotta be here!" The demon exclaims.

"What's wrong, Mammon?" Satan asks, seeing his brother panic. "The 'lil thing M/C gave me.. It's gone! I-I remember bringing it here though..!" Levi looks at his brother, "Maybe you dropped it, or it fell.. In M/C's office..?!" He asks.

"I can't go in there.. Not after that.." The second eldest says quietly, before his older brother interrupts him. "5 minutes, Mammon. Find that trinket of yours or else we're leaving you here."

Lucifer states, making his brother run back to your office. "God damn it..! Why the hell is he giving me a time limit..?!" He asks himself.

Stopping at your door, he thinks to knock, until he hears sniffling. "Huh, what in Diavolo is that sound.." He thinks to himself, curiosity making him peek through the door.

His eyes widen as he sees your small frame, kneeling on the ground in tears. Your gentle sobs fill the room, making him wince as if he felt the pain you were going through.

"M-M/C.." He thinks, guilt washing over him again. Seeing the trinket he was looking for, he quickly grabs it (putting it in the pocket of his jacket) before taking one last look at you.

"I'm so sorry, M/C..I promise ya I'll make things right..."

Running back down the hall, the white-haired boy looked down in shame.

"What happened, Mammon?" Beel asks, curiosity in his voice. Belphie yawns, "..Just tell us already."

The second oldest takes the trinket out of his pocket, making Asmo exclaim. "Oh! You found that little trinket of yours, I have to admit it does look pretty cute." He says, gushing over the item.

"What did you expect, M/C does have good tast-" Levi replies, cutting off his own words. The brothers all stay silent at the mention of your name.

Mammon looks over to the trinket in his hands, and holds it tightly before looking at his brothers.

"Guys, we should've never ignored M/C.."

His brothers' eyes widen in surprise. "W-what happened?.." Asmo asks. "..They cried." Mammon manages to stutter.

Silence takes place once again, however this is cut off by the sound of sprinting. One specific brother runs over to your office, and they don't hesitate to barge in.

Who'll that brother be, dear reader?

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I hope this was fine enough to read 💀 I struggle writing stuff like this so it is a bit rusty 😅

But I have to say, I'm impressed for making myself cry 😭 Nonetheless I really enjoyed writing this!!

Again, credits to @azlrse for the drabble this is based on! I really like it, no doubt it'll be stuck in my brain forever 🙌

If there's any tips or errors you'd like to tell me, don't hesitate to mention them to me! <3

Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated!! 🥺💜

#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #angsty angst >:) #shsjshsj this failed so many times :") #likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated bc tumblr flunked this for me <3

[daily-dose-of-writing]

#465

Deep, deep into a forgotten crevasse of hell, in a locked room that should never again be opened, is a single photo of Satan and his son. The people on the surface had rejoiced at the death of the antichrist, uncaring of how much his father had loved him

#writing #prompts #writing prompts #satan #the antichrist #I’m feeling angsty today ok? #story prompts #story ideas #writing ideas #daily dose of writing

[rainiishowers]

Hi! I'm the Anon who asked about the senior pets. I'd love the brother's reaction too.

If you can, can you add a little angst? Like the saying that: You can have many pets throughout your life but your pets only have you.

If you want to of course, have a good day!

A/N: Hello again Anon! I love this idea so I don’t at all mind doing the brothers! Now, the angst is a bit inspired from my reaction of one of my own pets dying, with that being said, expect the lists for the brothers to be a bit long! I did it in third person this time, so I hope you don’t mind! It may not be the angst you were looking for but I hope you enjoy! Warnings: Pet sickness and death ---

Lucifer

He admired the love MC gave senior pets

At first he was annoyed at the amount of pets they would come home with but once he saw how responsible they were about taking them in, he got off their back

When they got closer, he helps MC take care of them!

One night, as he was making his rounds to make sure everyone was asleep or getting ready for bed, he heard crying, from their room

He speed walks to their room and knocks on the door

With a simple “I’m coming in” he walks in and sees them crying

He immediately sets out to comfort them and when they explain that a family pet of theirs in the human world got sick, having to be put down, he hugs them tighter.

Doesn’t move and lets them rest on his shoulder.

If they fall asleep, he’ll bring them to his room so he can watch over them, wanting to be there to comfort them if they wake up in the middle of the night.

Next day, before they wake up, he explains to the brothers that they have to hold a funeral for one of MC’s pet, and he isn’t taking any complaints, not that there were any.

Mammon

The first time MC brought a pet back, he was confused and a bit jealous that he wasn’t getting the affection

But when they asked, he helped take care of them, in secret, of course

One day, MC told Mammon to go to RAD without him, as they have some business to do

He wanted to stay and almost did if it weren’t for MC shoving him out the door.

Now that he thinks about it.. he hasn’t seen that pet around..

When he got home, he heard crying from MC’s room..

Mammon ran to comfort his human, bursting the door down

When he saw the box of toys and everything the two brought for the pet, and MC holding the collar, it didn’t take long to realize that pet was now dead.

He also cared deeply for that pet, so he also felt sad, but all he did was hug onto MC tightly, letting them cry into his chest before they fell asleep.

Leviathan

All those times they came to hang out late because they needed to take care of a pet, got him jealous, but he understood taking care of a beloved pet

If/When MC asks him to help take care of the pet, he’ll be so confused on why they wanted his help, but agrees nonetheless.

It depends on which animal MC has taken the job of caring to for Levi to know how to take care of it, like if it were to be fishes or snakes, he has knowledge in that department, but otherwise, they might have to help him out sometimes

The pet dies and MC goes to his room for comfort, almost in tears.

When he is aware of this, he instantly pauses the game and lets them collapse in his arms, which almost made him crash

Levi lets them cry it out, heartbroken that MC is in tears.

Carries them to the bathtub and lays them on top of him so they are comfy

He just.. stays there and cuddles them..

Satan

If it is cats MC specialize in or this specific animal is a cat, he is ecstatic

If it is any other animal, he is still willing to help if they ask

He’ll spend hours at the library with them to direct MC to helpful tips they might of not known about

He grows attached to this pet and is use to seeing this pet when he visits MC’s room

One time, however, MC has asked Satan to come to their room, which he agrees to, only to hear quiet sniffling coming from inside

He opens the door and sees MC hunched over, crying, upon closer inspection, he saw them gripping the collar like their life depended on it.

It clicked that the pet had died, he sat beside them and hugs them tightly, letting them cry it out, whispering sweet words into theirs ears.

He will make sure this pet gets a proper burial if it’s the last thing he does.

Asmodeus

Aww! Their pet is so cute!

Will likely volunteer to help take care of it

Rambles on about the cute clothes they could put the pet in, and they can get Raphael to sew clothes for this cutie!

A little ways into taking care of the pet, he goes into MC’s room without knocking, unsurprisingly

He starts to talk about the pet, realizing only a minute later that they were crying

He rushes to their side to comfort them, letting them calm down before explaining.

When they do explain, he’s heartbroken and is almost crying himself

He hugs them tightly and asks if they would like a spa/self care night after they are both done mourning

Beelzebub

He may or may not thought of eating this pet at some point..

Will show the most self restraint ever and always have something to eat on him when around this pet

When he eventually grows fond of this pet, he’ll ask MC what it likes and give it bits of it.

If this pet is injured or sick, he’ll be by MC’s side, fetching whatever they need to help this pet

It was the case one Saturday evening, when he was doing this, things started to get worrying, as they have went silent.

When he asks what’s wrong, they just hug him tightly, crying that the pet was now dead.

Something broke inside him, seeing MC cry and hearing the sudden news.

He just hugs them tight, not too tight in fear of crushing them, as they cry and cry.

Once they have fallen asleep, he takes them to bed

After that, he grabs the pets body and goes to explain to Lucifer what happened, and ask if they can keep the body somewhere safe to bury tomorrow

The least he can do is keep the body safe and let MC bury it tomorrow

Belphegor

Taking care of a pet took too much energy

He probably isn’t the best to ask to help take care of it

He’d listen to MC talk about the pet, and, when their relationship develops, he sometimes tags along to a short trip to get treats, toys or food

If MC were to ever show Belphie this pet, he’d say the pet is cute and pet them if ever allowed

I don’t think he’d grow attached to it as much as his brothers would though..

When he hears someone coming into the attic, he turns to see who could be disturbing his nap

Only to have MC lay beside him and cry into his back

He turns to comfort them, shushing them and rubbing their back

They don’t even have to explain, but if they do, he will curl around MC and release magic so that they have good dreams and so they sleep peacefully.

#omswd #om! brothers #om! mc #om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! leviathan #om! satan #om! asmodeus #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor #angsty #senior pets #headcanons

[violet-yimlat]

Channeling the teenage angst again. I do drawing requests. Like commissions but free. Here’s the drawing process.

#demon #art #satanic shit #demon oc #drawing #fine line users #colouring pencils #I do requests #crying #edgy vibes #edgy demon #angst #angsty shit

[tellodona]

hii, from the heat sensory issues anon (loved it btw)

may i request the brothers with an mc with dyspraxia/DCD? i’ve never seen anyone cover it before so just curious about your take on it and stuff

i'm glad you liked it !

i searched it up and it intrigued me, so let's how this would turn out

the brothers with an mc who has dyspraxia / dcd

heads up: gn!mc, spoilers for lesson 16 in belphie's additional info: dyspraxia or dcd (developmental coordination disorder) is a neurodevelopmental condition that starts in childhood that makes the person have difficult time doing motor skills (such as walking, closing your buttons on a shirt, etc.)

lucifer

informed beforehand through your files

at first, only helped you for diavolo's reputation, but now helps you willingly

your uniform is closed with a zipper, he doesn't require you to wear a necktie (but if you want to, he'll make sure he'll be help you or have one of his brothers do when you want the help)

takes you out on short walks to help you get accustomed to the newer environment that is the devildom

obviously gives you easier tasks or chores, but if you want to help out more, he'd supervise you

"mc, let me help you with that" "mc, you shouldn't carry such heavy things. please, let me" "mc, put that broom down right now or so help me-"

helicopter mom

mammon

the info about you is basically drilled into his head

he has to ask satan what dcd means though

at first, he's annoyed that he has to babysit a clumsy human, because how can you be such a klutz? are you stupid-

he absolutely pampers you the next day

he'll have your arm hooked around his whenever you walk together, insisting that you need all the help you get

would still want to include you in his shenanigans, but has been choosing the easier things whenever he's with you

"human, the floor's slippery, hold my hand" "'c- course i'm only doing this because i need to, alright?! don't go getting the wrong idea!" "mc, forget that assignment and hang out with me! me! you're only getting your back strained the longer you sit there!"

he'd purposely get lazy with his tasks just to hang out with you

leviathan

doesn't care at first

"normies and their weaknesses"

he felt like an idiot for how he acted back then

he finds you characters that you can kin

"hey, you know about-"

he ends up ranting up to 3 hours about whys and hows you and said character are the perfect mirror

doesn't know how he'd be able to help you tbh, but he'd probably serve as a crutch for you if you need one

"mc... are you supposed to carry that?" "i don't know about this one, mc..."

he would sew you easier to wear clothes though

satan

has studied that human condition before, at least

so when the human exchange student living with them had it was a surprise and a big coincidence

he really wouldn't bother with you at first, just starting with the "do you need help?" questions just to be polite with you

later on he'd help you without even asking

he'd tie your necktie, your shoelaces. heck, even your hair if it's long enough so it wouldn't get in the way of your eyesight

he's read physical therapy might help, he'd be taking you on short walks too. even letting you help out in the kitchen for little tasks like putting the onion on the stove

"oh, mc. care to help me in the kitchen? you can wash the bat wings this time" "hm, this might be too hard for you. no, don't even try to deny it"

helicopter mom 2

asmodeus

he'd coddle you too much at first tbh

he'd stop if you express distaste or that you're uncomfortable

that wouldn't stop him with helping you around, though. at some point

"oh, mc, mc! let's get beel to carry this, shall we? we're both so frail and i wouldn't want us both to get hurt!"

he'd probably have a few remedies that he thinks might help you, but would consult lucifer or satan first if they're safe for humans

"mc, dear! i found this lotion that might help you! don't worry, lucifer says it's 100% safe!"

"i didn't say it's a hundred percent safe, asmo."

"oh, hush!"

would give you massages

beelzebub

he'd think you're completely paralyzed at first

so the first thing that occurred to him was to put you on his shoulder the first time you two met

"don't worry, lucifer. i can carry them"

"beel, no-"

eventually puts you down after much convincing that you're not a fragile doll

thinks you might get stronger if you eat a lot

"mc, try this one"

absolutely hovers over you and always carry everything you have

"mc, let me do it" "mc, the door's too big for you to push open" "mc... maybe you'd be safer on my shoulder"

he's reminded of the times he used to coddle someone else in the past (that isn't belphie)

belphegor

not only are you stupid, you're stupidly fragile

^ his thought on you during his time at the attic

you were so easy to manipulate, so when he got his hands around your neck-

he wants to stop thinking about that

he avoids you for the most part, thinking he'll hurt you again

you'd have to initiate an interaction with him if you want him to talk to you

when you do, he'd keep a safe distance, but keeps an eye on you if you looked weaker as the day goes on

he'd make sure you'd have the most peaceful dreams so you'd be energized in the morning

he's the literal avatar of sloth, it'd be a miracle if he'd do anything with you

"mc, just leave that alone. let lucifer find it or something" "mc........ let's go back to bed" "mc, i want to bestow the sin of sloth on you just so you would stop moving around so much"

don't use him as a crutch, chances are you'll both fall to the floor

i love them you guys

#belphie keeps on getting the angsty stuff #sorry belph #dcd #dyspraxia #mc with dcd #omswd #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

[voidcat]

Demon!Terzo *drops mic*

*the crowd goes wild*

#my angsty long fic idea rlly getting a sequel and along w more angst the stupid hot satanic ex papa is now a hot demon just bc Incan #i need help #danyl talks #ghost band stuff