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leviathans-watching · 2 days ago
Hey im not sure if you take request but here i am.
So feel free to ignore this if you're uncomfortable, but ive recently been dealing with a creep asking me uncomfortable questions and just trying to get way to close. Not trying to load my problems here, but can i request the demon brothers reacting to this?
It would really mean a lot
(you can ignore me if you are not comfortable writing something like this)
the brothers defending you from a creep
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includes: the brothers x/& gn!reader (they/them pronouns used)
wc: .6k | rated t | m.list
warnings: a creep creeping (non-explicit), vague violence, very brief and vague allusions to (sexual) assualt, cursing
a/n: i am so sorry this is happening to you. i hope you've managed to get them away from you and gotten help. please be safe and take care of yourself. my inbox is open to chat, req, or leave feedback so stop by <33
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➳ lucifer steps in front of you, eyes glowing red. “back. up.” he says firmly, leaving no room for argument. “you’re too close.” the demon tries to argue, but lucifer’s having none of it. “i said back up. no one wants you here, so just leave.” the demon seems to sense he’s angered the most powerful demon in the devildom and backs away, hands raised. once he’s gone lucifer wraps an arm around you, glaring at anyone who stopped to stare at you, attention caught by the confrontation.
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➳ mammon is all bark and bite. they’ve made you uncomfortable, and he’s not about to let that slide. “hey, dumbass, what do you think you’re doing?” mammon grits out, hands clenched into fists. “you’re makin’ mc upset. and i hate when mc gets upset.” rarely is mammon serious like this, purely in protective mode. “now scram! get out of here before i make you!” the demon wisely runs, and mammon’s instantly switching to worry, hastily making sure you’re okay.
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➳ levi knows he has to step up so he does, putting himself between you and the offending demon. “stop bothering them,” he says quietly, horns slowly forming on his head as he switches to demon form. he’s staring the demon down relentlessly, a ball of magic and energy slowly forming in a silent but sturdy threat. “i hate people like you. creeps like you. if i see you near mc one more time…” he trails off, tail lashing angerly. it’s enough of a warning for the demon, who quickly takes their leave.
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➳ satan raises an eyebrow, lip curling into a sneer. “what are you doing here?” he asks snidely, leaning in towards the demon who had been bothering you. “can’t you see you’re not wanted nor needed?” his glare is withering, wrath emanating from his body in almost palpable waves. hand coming to rest on the demon’s shoulder, satan squeezes slightly, claws sinking into their shoulder. “or are you too dim-witted to take a hint? fucking creep,” he spits, fangs glinting in the light. shoving the demon back slightly satan waits until he makes sure they're gone before comforting you.
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➳ asmo fixes his eyes on the hand that rests on your arm, the uncomfortable way you’re leaning away from the demon. in an instant, he’s at your side, hand coming down to tear theirs off of your arm. “if i’m reading this right,” he says, faux-pleasantly, “then mc isn’t into this. surely you wouldn’t keep pushing when someone said no already now, would you?” asmo looks dangerous then, truly demonic, but you feel no fear, just relieved he was there. the demon shakes his head viciously, and asmo bares his teeth in a painfully fake smile. “good. so what are you still doing here?”
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➳ beel stands tall in front of you, looming over the demon who was giving you grief. “what are you doing?” he rumbles, uncharacteristically serious. the demon tries to sputter out a remark but beel doesn't want to hear it. “don.t care. get out of here before i eat you.” the demon leaves with a dirty look towards you, and beel has to resit the urge to devour him anyway. “you alright?” he asks you, softening his tone. “they didn’t do anything, did they?”
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➳ belphie isn’t known for his patience, and this makes itself abundantly clear when he intervenes in the conversation you were struggling to get out of, attaching himself to you. “you ready to go?” he asks, but before you can nod, the demon tries to interject. “i’m not asking you,” belphie says dangerously, hissing the words. “so shut your worthless mouth.” you nod, and belphie whisks you away, already plotting the ‘accidental accident that demon was going to be in.
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having a cat that looks and acts similar to him
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fandom: obey me! shall we date? | character: belphegor | genre: fluff | type: headcanon | reader: gender-neutral
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inspired by this post by @julie-ghouls
{💌} i'm so tired
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You turn around to show the small animal that was in your arms, a smile on your face caused by the fact that you have finally reunited with your beloved pet, and that the two of them could finally meet.
“Doesn’t he look just like you?” you said excitedly, a big grin on your face as you waited eagerly for his reaction.
When you mentioned that you wanted him to meet your four-legged friend, he didn’t expect you to introduce him to an animal that looked awfully familiar…
"It's cute," is all he says to you. Belphie didn't give much of a reaction when you showed him your pet. Its indigo-gray fur was a very similar color to his but he didn't think much of it.
"It likes to sleep a lot, so it makes a perfect cuddle buddy."
Hmm... he wouldn't mind another one, as long as it didn't take too much of your attention away from him.
It took a lot of MC's attention.
It was a brat- at least in Belphie's eyes, though he couldn't say much without sounding like a hypocrite.
It constantly needed to be coddled, it would make so much noise if it didn't get MC's attention.
And that got in the way of Belphie's cuddle session with them.
It spends most of its time asleep, but it obviously preferred MC's lap. And everyone knows that spot is reserved for Belphie only.
But he couldn't do anything without you getting mad so he had to deal with it.
Since the two of them were so similar, MC suggested Belphie try and warm up to the cat. And what better way to do that than follow it around everywhere. It slept most of the time anyway so it wouldn't move much.
It spent most of its time asleep, usually on MC's lap but if it couldn't find them or was too lazy; you could find it sleeping on the most random of places.
Under the couches and beds, inside the kitchen cabinets, squeezed into one of the gaps in between bookshelves; the list goes on. MC usually had to find it and carry it to their bed.
MC has a special pillow for it, though the cat rarely used it.
It would refuse to sleep in its own bed (the pillow) and instead slept with MC (much to Belphie's disdain).
After all this watching, Belphie still didn't like the cat nor did it like him. MC proposed Belphie take it to the planetarium, 'it liked watching the stars' they said.
So one day, he lifted the cat. It surprisingly didn't put up a fight, but he figured it would be too lazy to.
Once they arrived, it immediately jumped out of Belphie's arms and stared upwards at the stars.
Belphie figured it would be just like stargazing with anyone else, so he sat down and stared with it.
He surprisingly enjoyed the time with the pet, especially when it didn't take MC away from him.
He reached out to pet it but it moved away when he tried. Now that he thought about it, it only ever let MC stroke it. He guessed that was something they had in common.
They both slept in the planetarium that night.
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nyansatan · 2 months ago
Hello! May I request headcanons of the demon bros reacting to gn!MC having a photo of them in their transparent phone case?
Hi! Of course, thank you so much for requesting, this is such a cute idea! I hope you like these headcanons :)
He asked you to accompany him in his room while he gets some work done and the two of you were currently having a small break. You were on your phone and that's when he notices it - his picture inside your phone case.
His first thought would be ''who did MC get that photo from?'' because he knows for a fact it sure as hell wasn't him. Would immediately bring it up and question you, trying to bring out the truth. When he realizes he wouldn't get the origins of the picture from you, he gives up.
''If you wanted to have picture of me so badly, you could've simply asked, MC.''
Has a rather cocky grin on his face, pleased about the fact that you carry his picture in your phone, flaunting everyone that you are his. Lets you keep the photo but is still lowkey curious of how you got it.
(You got it from Diavolo but that's a secret you'd be taking to your grave.)
He pays attention to little details, especially when it comes to you. So, as soon as you put a picture of him - one from his most recent modelling gigs - in your phone case, Mammon picks up on it.
He snatches the phone from your hands, cheeks heating up as he stares at picture of him in your phone case. It would make him incredibly happy and he will not shut up about it for days. Will also brag about it to anyone who will listen. And to everyone who won't listen. It's basically the highlight of his week.
''MC has a picture of ME in their phone case! ME! Because I'm their favorite!''
Whenever he see the back of your phone, he will have the dumbest smile on his face, reminded how fond of you he is. You might not know it, but he also has a picture of you in his wallet - one of the first selfies you two ever took together and he cherishes it almost as much as he cherishes his precious Goldie.
He did not expect to see a picture of himself when he asked to borrow your D.D.D. to enter in a giveaway on Devilgram to win a rare Ruri-chan plushie. Nearly drops the device with a squawk when he sees the picture, face heating up in seconds.
It's picture of you and him taken in a photobook with silly effects and overly cute heart stickers. He remembers the day you had that picture taken together well - it was one of the most fun days of his life and the memory makes his heart race. He didn't think you would keep the picture let alone put it somewhere everyone could see it!
''Are you sure you want to have a picture of a shut-in otaku like me in your phone case?''
He would be over the moon from the revelation and can't help but to blush whenever he thinks about you having a picture of him in your phone. He doesn't brag about it and gets nervous when other people notice but above all he feels reassured that you like him as much as he likes you.
Would definitely think having ones picture in your phone case is equivalent to having ones picture in a heart locket necklace. Needless to say, he thinks it's incredibly romantic and as soon as he notices it, it has him blushing furiously. He tries to hide his obvious reaction behind the book he is reading. 
He is flattered that out of everyone you know, his picture is the one you chose - of course choosing someone else wouldn't have made sense, but still.
"Do you have my picture with you at all times because you'd miss me terribly otherwise?"
Would gently tease you about it but without any bite and with the most fond smile on his face. If you admit that yes, you indeed miss him when he isn't there, you'll get to see flustered Satan again.
The picture you have is one Asmo gave you as a half joke - it’s a selfie of him all dolled up and a kiss mark by yours truly at the right bottom corner. This man beams when he notices you actually kept the picture and didn’t toss it away like others would.
Would become so cuddly, wrapping himself around your arm, claiming he is simply in a good mood, nothing else. Not like a simple gesture like having his picture in your phone case makes him extremely giddy and satisfied.
‘‘If you want another picture, I can give you one, MC. I have tons!’‘
Much like Mammon, he will let everyone know that MC chose his picture over everyone else - as they should. He is a gem to be showed off, after all. He is one to return the sentiment and sneak a picture of you in his phone case as well - he wants to be matching his MC and no one can stop him! 
He notices the picture when you ask him to show a recipe from your D.D.D. and at first he is confused - why do you have his picture in your phonecase? Not that he dislikes it though. No, it's quite the opposite actually.
He doesn't comment on it at all, only gives you the device with an adoring smile. He doesn't know why, but the fact that you have his picture with you really warms his heart.
"MC, I want to have your picture with me as well."
Next time you go on a date to eat something, he will snap a picture with you so he can have two things he loves in one picture.
You couldn't help but to put the adorable shot of Belphie taking a nap with his head on your chest under your phone case so you could have ith with you wherever you went. He looks so peaceful and cute asleep. Almost like an angel. Almost.
As soon as he notices the picture, he steals the phone from your hands and squints at the picture, making sure he isn't making it up and hallucinating. That you actually have a picture of him for everyone to see.
"Geez, MC, you can be so cheesy sometimes."
He says that but really his cheeks are tinted pink and he is playing with his bangs to hide the flustered state he is in. But if you comment on it, he will deny it.
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royalelusts · 19 days ago
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real quick warning. beel’s part might be a bit triggering for some <3 part 1
It was a stupid argument really. So stupid in fact that the both of you didn’t even remember what it was about. You just knew that all the pent up frustrations from the past few weeks were finally coming out. “I don’t even know why I bother. All you see is Lilith in me anyway.”
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he paused and looked at you
true, he never physically met her but he is from lucifer
he’s feels the fondness that the ladder felt for her but it’s nothing more than that
a memory
“is this what this is about?”
He didn’t notice how it sounded until you scoffed
Nothing was said until you reached the door
“i often wonder what it would be like to actually love her. to hug her, share moments with her, to genuinely be able to cherish her but i’ll never get that experience. i, luckily, am able to love you and it’s been one of the best experiences of my life. i wouldn’t replace you for all of devildom. please know you mean so much more than those faded emotions.”
He let out an audible gasp
He wanted to say something snooty back but nothing came up
Instead he started ushering you out of his room
“get out. the stress will only give me bags and spots”
once you’re gone he’ll sit at his vanity and just stare at himself in the mirror
then and only then will he let himself break
time stopped when the words left your mouth
no words were needed. you could see the storm going on behind his eyes
all the pain and guilt from the war came rushing back at him
“i’m sorry…”
the words were so soft and broken that if you weren’t paying attention you would have missed it
“i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m-”
he sobbed between each apology. slowly sinking to his knees. without noticing he started grabbing handfuls of his hair
though the guilt had sunk in from bringing up the topic…
you couldn’t help but wonder if the apology was for you or his sister
slowly he sat up and glared at you
“do you really think someone like you could even compare to her?”
he hadn’t meant to say it but it’s wasn’t his fault
besides you started it so it was only fair he was petty back, right?
“she was better than you in so many ways. she could do a lot more things than you. the most important thing though, she meant a lot more to me than you ever will. don’t project your insecurities on her.”
with that he grabbed his pillow and headed toward the attic making sure to bump into your shoulder on the way
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panicattheattic · 25 days ago
Falling Asleep on Them Headcanons
So you were in trouble right?
Yup, you aren't even sure what you did this time.
But here you were.
In Lucifer's room.
Getting a talking-to that's been going on for like 3 hours now.
At this point you were sitting beside Lucifer on his bed.
Kinda looking towards him, but not really paying attention.
But he just kept going on and on.
Eventually you started to get really sleepy.
Ah that's right, you were in trouble for staying out so late...
You tried to fight the drowsiness fearing you'd just get in trouble again.
That didn't work so well.
Soon you were slumped over, fast asleep.
Lucifer felt your weight on him and he knew immediately you had fallen asleep.
That may or may not have been part of his plan.
To be fair, he originally was just going to give you one of his extensive speeches about following the rules.
But once he saw you were barely staying awake, he decided to take advantage of it.
Can you blame him?
You look so adorable when you sleep.
Just don't be alarmed when you wake up tomorrow in Lucifer's bed all snuggled up in his sheets.
He was over at your room.
You were watching a compilation of the best Lord of Fools moments from the TSL anime.
Mammon was crying, but that's besides the point.
You held on to his arm in order to comfort him.
"I-I'm fine, ya dummy! Ya think the great Mammon needs someone to hold him??"
You managed to convince him it was for you instead of him, so he let it slide.
Not that that was something difficult for him to do.
The warmth that radiated off of him was calming, so calming infact, that you couldn't help snuggling into his side even more and drifting off to sleep.
At first when he noticed, Mammon nearly freaked out.
"W-Wha' do ya think your doin'?!"
But upon confirming that you really were asleep.
And since no one else was around.
He let his true feelings show.
He gently moved your hair from your face as he gazed upon you lovingly.
The position might have not been comfortable for either of you, but he didn't dare move for fear of waking you.
He didn't want the moment to end.
You were watching an anime from the human world.
The original Dragon Ball.
You wanted to show it to Levi because you thought he'd enjoy it's quirky humor.
But you didn't have the same magical energy that "Master Otaku Leviathan" had.
You really couldn't stay up all night as much as you tried.
It was well after midnight when your head fell on his shoulder.
You fell asleep without meaning to.
To say that Levi nearly died would be an understatement.
What was happening?
What were you doing?
This sorta thing only happens in animes!
And not to guys like him!
Yeah, if you woke up you'd probably be upset at him for allowing this...
B-but maybe not?
Levi was happy, scared, excited and mortified all at the same time.
He tensed up so bad that he was in more muscle pain than you when you woke up.
So this was a pretty usual occurrence actually.
Whenever you would read together, all cuddled up, it often ended with you falling asleep with your head on his chest.
Depending on the book (like if he knew you actually liked it) he'd stop reading and set the book aside.
He'd hold you and stare at you, mesmerized by the soothing rise and fall of your chest.
He'd stay wherever you were until you woke up, sometimes falling asleep himself.
But if couldn't sleep, he'd stroke your hair and enjoy the simplicity of your breathing.
You were sharing a bath in Asmo's super cushy bathroom.
You were wearing bathing suits, something Asmo half-heartedly pouted about.
He was going off about style and devilgram drama.
As much as you wanted to listen to him.
Because he was undeniably cute when he was honestly passionate about something.
You were starting to feel incredibly sleepy.
Probably because Asmo had kept you up the entire night before.
Just doing each other's make up and gossiping. (Get out of that gutter, please.)
You were kinda worried you'd drown if you fell asleep in here, but you knew Asmo would keep you safe.
So you eventually gave in to sleep.
Asmo noticed when you sank a bit lower in the water.
"MC? Are you-- Ooh~ How adorable!!"
He tried to keep his squeals of delight as quiet as possible.
He failed.
Thankfully you were well an truly down for the count at this point.
He wanted to let you sleep so he could just watch your cute sleeping face.
But he didn't want your skin to get pruny and dry so he did his best to carry you back to his room without waking you.
You did wake up, but just slightly.
All he could make out from your slurred, half-awake talking was his name.
He could have died from the cuteness then and there.
Though, not gonna lie, he was really curious about whatever you could be dreaming about.
Pushing that thought aside (for now) he set you down on a towel which he had placed on his bed and, after getting dry, laid down beside you.
He couldn't help but stroke your face as he too drifted off to sleep with a smile.
Okay, so you know how after you eat a lot you get really sleepy?
Well there was a big meal today, since Simeon showed up offering to cook Celestial realm food, and you jumped on the chance to stack your plate with heavenly goodies.
Through the meal, you were very aware of Beel eyeing your plate as he ate across from you.
You knew what he was thinking.
There was no way you could finish all that food.
And usually he would have been right.
You felt just about ready to burst.
But it wasn't every day you got to eat Simeon's cooking and, damnit, you were going to enjoy it!
It also didn't help that the way Beel kept hungrily eyeing your food made you all the more possessive over it.
It was your food!
And you were gonna eat it!
And that was a mistake.
You ate way too much and after your stomach ache went down all that was left was sleepiness.
And so that led to Beel checking up on you while you laid on your bed in receding pain.
He was reasonably worried after watching you eat much more food than you should physically be able to handle.
When he asked you how you felt you only responded with a groan and beckoned him over.
When he sat down on your bed, you placed your head in his lap.
Beel felt warmer than after eating a super spicy double cheeseburger from Hell's Kitchen.
So he happily let you sleep as he rubbed your back, hoping to help you feel better.
You honestly have no clue how you ended up falling asleep quicker than Belphie.
Well, you were pretty tired already from studying so much.
And your tutor did keep insisting on being a bad influence.
And when the person who's supposed to be helping you learn is purposely trying to lull you to sleep, going so far as to put his favorite cow patterned pillow under your head...
It's kinda hard to stay awake.
Belphie was really upfront about having no interest in studying, preferring to just cuddle and nap.
But when you persisted he "agreed" to help you study.
He knew sleep better than anyone, so putting you to sleep would be easy.
By the time you did fall asleep however, he hadn't expected to find your head on his arm rather than on his pillow.
Not that he was complaining.
He was definitely not complaining.
But now that he had you, he wasn't planning on letting go until he was no longer sleepy.
So if you don't like cuddling, you might want to get used to it.
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rin-itoshi · 5 months ago
mc’s departure | obey me
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summary: how the brothers would react to MC returning to the human world after a year in the devildom
contains: fluff , angst , ?!!!!&;@;&:idk
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he’s the one to see you off, reminding you of the many things he had taught you so that you’d never forget.
his pride is much too large to admit that he will miss you to death and that he loves you dearly.
after you’re gone, he’s gone for hours at a time, holed up in his room with as much as work as he can take on.
he overworks himself with the intention of getting rid of the heavy emotion on his heart.
everything reminds you of him, even the paper clip on his desk that you had once found under his bed.
he gets easily irritable, feeling rather empty now that you’ve gone and left him alone in this now quiet house.
barely leaves his room, only works.
never cries but gets quite emotional when he finds a belonging you left behind.
he cried every single night up until your departure but never showed you that side of him once
after you left, he cried non-stop, not caring if he looked like a cry baby in front of his brother’s who watched him with pitiful eyes.
once his eyes dried up, he soon never returned home as he partied all day and night.
he forced himself to attend parties after parties in order to forget about you.
it never works because everything reminds him of you.
sometimes he sits in his car and just stares into space, wondering what you’re doing now that you’re back on earth.
literally cannot stand the mention of you or your name or he may break down.
pretends to be okay but can’t go a day without getting upset about your absence.
money soon becomes pointless when he realizes no amount of cash will bring you back to the house of lamentation.
curled up in his bath tub and cried himself to sleep.
stopped leaving his room in general, continuously playing games all day and night.
couldn’t look at his ruri-chan figures because they somehow reminded him of you and how much you used to admire them with him.
every inch of his room has your touch on it and it makes his heart ache painfully.
struggles to attend online school but manages to make it through the day by zoning out in class.
claims he doesn’t care about a normie like you but genuinely misses you
sends you messages, forgetting you can no longer contact him without your D.D.D
writes about how much he misses you on his blog fully aware you’ll never see it.
reading. that’s all he does.
he hides in his room and reads every single book he has stacked up along his room, even rereading them if he finished everything.
uses books to get his mind off of you—or more so the lack of you.
will sometimes get excited about a stray cat he sees but stops himself when he realizes he can’t tell you because you aren’t here.
gets angry. a lot.
the smallest things set him off and he can longer feign a smile when he hears your name or anything related to you.
he misses you so much that he wants to tear out his hair and rip apart all these book page by page.
his room is in shambles and he can’t seem to think straight anymore.
loses his interest in everything.
forgets his skin care routine and lets himself go without caring about it.
forces himself to go to parties and tries to sleep with someone to feel better but when it fails, he stops sleeping around in general.
like mammon, he doesn’t come home often to avoid seeing the house he had lived in with you happily.
cannot forget about you no matter what he does, and that frustrates him the most.
wishes he had done something to stop you or at least slept beside you one last time.
neglects himself for a while.
poor bby isn’t hungry for once.
can’t seem to eat now that you’re not sitting beside him, giggling about something he had said.
spends a lot of his time doing weight training and exercising to get his mind off of you.
misses all the meals you used to make on the nights you were in charge of cooking.
sometimes forgets you’re not around whenever he’s about to go downstairs to eat dinner.
clings to belphie in hopes to fill the gap in his heart.
accidentally broke down your room door in an angry fit when your absence finally set in.
either he sleeps even more or somehow gets less sleep.
no matter what, he feels sluggish and blank.
locks himself in the attic, almost as if he was never released in the first place.
even though he hated humans, your absence affected him the most after he had grown to love you as a human.
nearly went demon mode on diavolo when he found out that you were being sent back to the human world.
partially wishes he never met you but cherishes his memories with you too much to ever wish for that wholeheartedly.
sleeps in your bed often to hold onto your lingering scent that was fading quickly.
complains to beel that you were nothing but a stupid human who turns their backs on demons like them, but he never means anything he says.
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“Why is it so quiet in here?” Diavolo asks as he opens the front door of the House of Lamentation with Barbatos at his side. The man’s golden eyes scanned the entry hall, noticing how it was so eerily dark and quiet that it almost felt like something out of a horror movie. It felt like no one had lived here in over two thousand years. “Hello?”
Upon receiving message from Diavolo, everyone had exited their rooms for the first time in a while, looking like they were dragged through the mud. The state they were in made Diavolo jump with surprise, shocked to find that even Lucifer looked like he was ill. “What happened to you guys?!”
“What is it that you need, Lord Diavolo?” Lucifer asked as he ran a hand through his hair to compose himself a bit in front of the red haired man. “If is nothing important, may I kindly ask you to leave and return another time?”
Diavolo sighed, shaking his head lightly as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t know what’s up with you guys, but I brought everyone’s favorite person along with me so sing your praises now!”
Mammon huffed, “If ya’ talking about that butler of yours, ain’t nobody care right now! We got bigger things to worry about!”
Barbatos simply smiled, taking no offense to the sly insult thrown his way.
Diavolo cocked a brow in confusion. “What? Of course not! It’s-“
The person stepped out from behind Diavolo, catching the attention of every single male in the room. The seven brother’s choked, staring at the one person they had longed for these past few days.
“[y/n]!” They shouted in unison, practically flying down the stairs to get to you. Mammon was the first to reach you, wrapping his arms around your entire body as he tackled you to the floor. The other brother’s climbed on top of you two, hugging you so tightly that you feared this would be where you’d die. “You’re back!”
Diavolo chuckled boisterously. “This is amusing! You lot are acting like you didn’t know they’d return today!” His laugh came to an abrupt stop when he saw the flat expressions coming from each and every brother. “Oh- Did I not inform you?”
“Obviously you didn’t.” Belphegor scoffed with a roll of the eyes, burying his face in the crook of your neck to inhale your scent. “[y/n]...”
“Ya can’t ever leave again! I’ll seriously get angry at ya if this happens again! Ya either go to the human world with me or ya don’t go at all!” Mammon snapped, cupping your cheeks while getting dangerously close to your face to yell at you.
“I’ll severely punish you if you ever leave this manor without giving me a heads up as to where you’re off to. You’re not just an exchange student anymore. You’re special.” Lucifer explained, a panicked glint in his tired eyes as he reached out to pat your head gently with his gloved hand.
Satan sighed, pressing his forehead against your back. “If you leave again, I don’t know if I’ll be able to control my emotions, so don’t leave.”
The avatar of lust whined loudly, “my beautiful self can’t handle a life without you! Don’t ever go anywhere without me again!” He clutched onto her waist tightly.
“Don’t... Don’t go anywhere.” Leviathan said with a sad frown on his lips as he held your hand, bringing it up to rest against his cheek. “It’s so empty without you.”
“Let’s eat dinner together, [y/n].” Beel suggested, his voice full of emotions as he drooled at the thought of dinner with you.
A million emotions ran through your veins as you sat there, basking in the warmth of their touch. It was overwhelming to receive so much love all at once but it was amazing.
A smile slowly crept onto your lips as you leaned into their touch, enjoying the way they clung to you as if you’d disappear any moment now. “I missed you guys, too.”
“What a lovely reunion!” Diavolo exclaimed happily, snapping a view blurry photos on his D.D.D to send to the group chat later.
After the heartfelt moment, they quickly disappeared upstairs to fix up their appearance before rushing downstairs to the kitchen where you stood. They clung to you like bugs to a light, hounding you about your sudden departure, only to find out that you had gone up there with Diavolo and Barbatos to help the man experience human world activities he had never gotten to try before. Diavolo was sure he had told them that but seeing as they were genuinely distressed, he assumed the message never reached.
Even though they were beyond pissed with Diavolo and his carelessness, they were just glad you were back. Them being here with you really was their idea of a perfect life.
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obeymeluv · 10 months ago
“I Got All A’s! Can I Have Some Dick?” (Bros + Undateables)
Just something stupid and funny I thought about. You had a very tough semester in the Devildom and you got good grades! You want to celebrate and go to your favorite demon to ask for a special reward.
Obvious NSFW warning. No minors allowed!
No Luke. Luke is baby.
I have a personal headcanon that Simeon likes to be totally cozy when he writes. We’re talking big fluffy sweaters or a blanket cozy. I like to think he wears glasses when he writes, too.
He’s part of a special committee who’s notified about your grades/progress so he actually knows before you do
Proud boyfriend is proud
Purrs when he opens up the wax-pressed envelope and reviews your marks
Secretly plans a cute, fancy dinner date at Ristorante Six
Is thinking of being suave and breaking the news to you when you bounce into his study (he may or may not have poured a couple of glasses of your favorite age-appropriate beverage)
He’s got something witty prepped and is ready to toast you and maybe steal a few kisses but you come out of left field like a bullet with a simple “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Lucifer.exe is broken
That’s what you want as a reward? No dinner, no date?
Literally doesn’t know what to say for a few seconds. Totally freezes. Starts to stutter.
His brain kicks back in when you start playing with the folds of his collar and petting his chest and staring at him with those wanting eyes
Sets his glass down, fixes the cuff of his gloves, and hoists you up to plant you on the nearest surface. “I will make it worth every point, and you will say all the letters.” he purrs.
He’s just happy he passed.
Mammon actually does pretty well, he’s just a very...chaotically successful type. A lot of last minute turn-ins and such. Not top marks, but no dunce either.
Now that the semester’s over he’s checking his schedule to see when the next shoot is or if he has time to squeeze in a party. Maybe a trip somewhere. Something fun!
He’s feeling lucky! Lucky enough to win some money and make Goldie happy!
If he’s going anywhere, he needs a good luck charm though! He goes to hunt you down and his stomach just warms because you’re smiling and clearly in a good mood
It makes him purr in that cute, curious little way. Basically using the demon’s language to ask you why you’re in such a good mood (but you don’t know that. It’s basically a cute chirp).
You both shout your good news at the same time.
His invite to go tear it up was a bit long so it takes a minute for his brain to process what you said. You want...his dick?
Boy wants to blush SO BAD. HE’S SO RED!
Well now his thing seems stupid, doesn’t it? He wants to do your thing! Your thing sounds GREAT!
“OF COURSE you want to be with the GREAT Mammon!” he’s got his hands on his hips and his chest is puffed out big in that happy, silly way he has about him.
No, really, you do your thing. It’s a great thing.
It’s a good way to unwind from exams, right? He likes it!
If Levi didn’t get good grades, Lucifer would kill him.
Probably force him to go to school physically ALL THE TIME!
He’s a solid B student (at least). No desire to be all A’s. Too much time away from other passions.
Because he’s well-behaved and leas likely to get on Lucifer’s nerves, he gets a little bit of bonus money for good grades.
Levi’s neck-deep in his charts and comparisons and muttering to himself about where to invest that money when you pop into his room
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?!”
You get The Noise
How indecent! How naughty of you to ask! But yes, yes you can. Absolutely. 100%!
He’s really shy about it because it’s sudden and you asked him instead of him having a cool moment or anything, but it ends up being a giggle-filled romp that ends with a cuddle in his bathtub bed and you wrapped up in his tail
He totally suggests a round two with a sexy VR game or just making bets with ‘winner take all’
He’s a grade juggernaut with lots of self-discipline so Satan expects to get out what he gets in
The type to be smug because he knows he did well. He owes it to himself and he’s glad.
Likes to treat himself to an outing, be it a simple walk or a visit to a cafe or even a new book
Satan’s 100% ready to settle down with some books by the fireplace. At the end of the semester he typically makes a one or two-portion charcuterie board and picks at it while he reads
Thumb keeping his place, Satan’s in the middle of stacking a fancy little cracker with meat and cheese when you let yourself in
His eyes flick to you and he smiles, eating his little cracker
You pick at his tray with him (he’ll let you, of course). “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Chokes on cracker. It’s not a good time
Almost drowns himself/further chokes trying to wash it down with drink
Can’t help but laugh at your...bold request
When he sees he’s kind of sputtered all over himself, he slips out of his clothes and makes a few witty jokes as your ‘naked butler’
Naked butler happily provides his services
Later he makes you picked crushed cracker off the floor with him
The second Asmo knew he passed everything (like he always does. Just because he’s pretty doesn’t mean he’s stupid!), he booked himself a full day pampering experience
His inner circle of beauty specialist know his routine so they save his spots for him
Asmo sweet-talked them into including his favorite human and he’s DYING to tell you and DYING to make his brothers jealous
You skip into his room, so bright and lovely, and hold his hands in the cute excited way he likes. Makes his heart skip a beat every time like it’s young love.
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Doesn’t expect it and has probably never been asked ‘Can I have some dick?’ in the thousands of years he’s been alive
Boy gives an airy laugh because he’s surprised and flattered. Of COURSE you want him (because who wouldn’t?) but he always gets a bit shy when it’s YOU asking
“Sounds amazing,” he’s already peppering you with kisses, “and I’m happy to provide but can we do it after our special spa day?”
You guys have a sweet, lazy round the day of the booking to ‘loosen up’ and ‘fully appreciate the services’ and he DEFINITELY worships you when all is said and done because ‘the epitome of beauty deserve the epitome of devotion’
Boy works hard and celebrates even harder. Usually with food
Because he’s always hungry and looking forward to eating, Beel likes to do his work ahead of time. The sooner he does it, the more time he has to eat!
He has to keep up good grades to stay on the sports teams, anyways
Solid B student, sometimes A’s. C’s and below aren’t a thing. He refuses.
Because he is also best boy and generally acts as Lucifer’s pseudo-enforcer, he also gets some bonus money.
The coach of his local sports team also pitches in because Beel is best boy and a TANK. He could literally carry the whole team
Beel’s all set to hit the town with his food money when find him and wrap your arms around him
He’s all excited and ready to tell you about the food money when you make his face catch fire. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Brain also stops. BEEL IS SO EMBARRASSED!
You’d rather have him than food? That’s pretty impressive! He’s honored!
But...what if you could have both? He’s totally down for both!
You celebrate your success by staying in (bed) and spoiling yourselves with food in-between rounds
Belphie is a ‘C’s get degrees’ kind of guy but C’s are his minimum. Tries for B’s and usually gets mid-to-low B’s.
With exams over he’s 100% down to sleep the day away and there’s NO REASON for ANYONE TO BUG HIM ABOUT IT!
Totally prepared to live in his finest pyjamas until school starts again. Might even treat himself to a new pillow or blanket!
If he hadn’t learned your scent by now, you wouldn’t have a face when you breach his blanket cocoon
Belphie just snorts and smiles at your little face and messy hair (the blankets give it static and mess it up)
You kiss his nose and wait to make sure he’s really awake before sharing the good news. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Laughs himself to the point of almost choking on one of his blankets
Throws himself out of the cocoon to breathe and wipe his tears away
But yes, yes you can. After he calms down, he pulls you onto his lap to straddle him. 
It’s fun and lazy but a genuine celebration of the end of the semester
He’s the other part of the committee that saw your grades, so he knows
It’s a bit off his plate so he won’t have as many duties to attend to
Diavolo wasn’t sure when you’d come over, but Barbatos assured him you’d be over that day. He did his best to speed through his meetings and arrange his schedule to have a rest period
He asked Barbatos to prepare a small, modest lunch of finger foods and some complimentary tea
You may have thought Diavolo was making himself a plate when you walked in, but it was actually a plate for you
The prince of the Devildom almost dropped that plate when you said, “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Prince of Hell is super blushy and flustered and awkward and almost knocks his teacup off the table. Is suddenly scrambling to make sure he doesn’t know anything else off the table
Tries to compose himself but can’t help the boyish smile and laugh that escapes him
You’re just such a lovely, fascinating person! He’s so happy to have you. His life seems eternal but you make it so fresh and new! His heart just bursts with love and delight.
Is no longer worried about the food or pushing in your chair for you. Offers his lap instead. “I have an opening for that,” he assures, pulling you onto his lap.
Diavolo likes to think he’s thoughtful about taking you on the floor because Barbatos doesn’t have much to clean up.
If your stomach grumbles after you’re settled and sleepy, he pulls himself off your body long enough to grab a plate from the table and put it beside your head. 
Demons have more stamina and it would be un-princely of him not to spoil you, so he feeds you until you’re too sleepy to eat.
It’s exhausting to be able to see multiple timelines and see into the future.
He never knows how far into the future he’s seeing, or if it’s in the timeline he’s currently in
All he knows is he heard you ask him for dick and almost dumped the wrong thing in the soup, okay? 
Had to excuse himself and ask someone on the cooking team to take over for him while he “dealt with another matter” (laughed it out where no one could hear him)
I’m not sure if Barbatos is considered a student at RAD, but Diavolo must be too. We’ll say he is. Boy is a master of self-discipline and scheduling so he’s fine. Flawless, as a butler should be. It carries over into all things.
It’s a delicate balance sometimes, but he’s type A and used to being busy so it works itself out. He does well.
Barbatos simply looks forward to having less to do. Focusing on Diavolo can be a job all its own.
He was planning on making a few sweets for Luke and the others. Diavolo suggested a “pot luck” to celebrate. It’s something the humans came up with and he seems to like it. It turns into sweets for the pot luck
Probably makes you a special mini-dessert or a special portion of the dessert
If he’s in control of plate presentation, you might get a special sauce heart of chocolate heart
When Diavolo is generous enough to include him in the celebration (because he deserves it and you’re there, so it’d be cruel not to), Barbatos makes small talk and woos you subtly
You ask him to “show you where to take the dishes” to get him alone. He can feel it in his little demon bones. You’re about to do it.
You do it.
You’re basically vibrating with excitement because you probably planned this and think you’re very clever. Human enthusiasm is so darling and it makes his heart pitter-patter to think you were simply bursting to ask HIM this.
“But of course,” he helps you stack the plates and guides your hand to the silverware sorter because you’re looking at him instead of what you’re doing. You almost put a fork in the spoon section. “Covered in chocolate? Plain?”
He’s trying to one-up you. He loves seeing his human change colors and not know what to do.
You whisper “I prefer wet,” back in his ear and Barbatos wonders how he didn’t see THAT in any of his visions
You: 1, Barbatos: 0. Helpless. Defenseless. Horny.
“That will be ready shortly,” he’s already pulling you away, down the hall, to meet your request.
It wouldn’t serve him to do poorly in the Devildom. Basically wasted opportunity
He’s not a straight A student but he does well. Really pulls out the stops on major projects and things that are worth more points than others
Isn’t perfect at everything but makes up for it. Solid B’s, always really close to A’s. At least a couple low A’s.
Solomon doesn’t quite know how he wants to celebrate. He knows Asmo’s already pestering him to go shopping or clubbing
He’s considering it. He’d like to drink, honestly
You show up, light of his life, his favorite person, and he feels himself warm with joy
He revels in being the only other human in the Devildom. It makes your relationship that much more special, he thinks. It’s kind of stupid, but it’s something to coyly hold over the others whenever he sees fit. All in play, of course (not).
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Pretends to think and looks anywhere but your face. If he looks at your face he’ll blush himself stupid and won’t be able to say anything smart.
He can’t lie. He’s already hard. He appreciates humor and wit and you’re all of it.
Very bold of you to come onto him like that, and he’s 100% for it.
“Can you take it?” Solomon wishes he said something smoother, that he wasn’t already slipping between your legs and grinding against you like the weak man he was. He doesn’t regret it though because the friction is good. Something you both need.
He whispers against your skin and gives you light, sloppy kisses with a hint of teeth.
He gives, and he’s generous. He wants to reward your efforts.
Simeon makes it a point of personal pride to do well in the Devildom
That’s the utmost symbol of peace and understanding, isn’t it? To embrace their culture and livelihood and do well? To do well means he’s understanding them and walking in their shoes. It’s only right
He works hard and does well. Doesn’t stress himself out with A’s since he’s keeping up his grades because it’s required. He’d rather reconnect with the brothers and try to help Luke enjoy the Devildom.
He’s happy to spend his free time taking Luke to places in the Devildom, trying to visit the House of Lamentation, and maybe working on some things for TSL since editors are clamoring for more
You stop by because he’s been fairly quiet, wrapped up in his favorite writing sweater with his little editing glasses on
Simeon smiles and greets you with his little ‘Hi, angel’ as he kisses your hand. 
Boy almost breaks his favorite pen when you ask him for...for dick?
He’s not absolutely clueless but this boy has been in ‘holy angel’ mode for centuries. He struggles with texting and stickers and you expect him to know slang?!
So confused he takes his glasses off. Boy can’t comprehend
“You’re asking me to procure one? Like...the ones humans use from those stores? You want mine? Well, I certainly hope so because we’re--oh...”
He could write books of poetry about you, and though he doesn’t like to admit it, he’s had those thoughts
“Well,” he’s standing up from his chair and guides you so gently to his bed it’s like you’re floating on a cloud. He lays you down just as gently, fabrics whispering as he slips out of his sweater and it pools at his feet. “I wouldn’t be a very good angel if I ignored the wishes of my dear human, would I?”
Doesn’t really see the point of sex as a reward, but will never turn down a moment to show how cherished you are. 
Hope you liked it :)
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just-ilya · a month ago
~bad habits lead to...~
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So uhm, pls forgive for not being active but uhm yeah. Also people pls send requests, i need ideas
Warnings: Sommonophilia, overstimulation
'He's sleeping, like every day' you thought to yourself, looking down on your peacefully sleeping boyfriend. A little bit of drool was running down belphies chin, as he hugged his pillow. He did look cute, what an adorable demon. 'Belphie im sorry for what im about to do' you thought to yourself before leaning down and screaming
"Oh good you're awake now. Lucifer wants to see you"
Belphie just looks at you with big, confused eyes, before getting out of bed. He's still half asleep, but somehow he manages to navigate himself out of his room and to his brothers office. You sit down on his bed, waiting for him to come back. After an hour belphie enters his room again and immediately flops himself onto the bed. You chuckle as he grips his pillow and goes back to sleeping right away. You just watch him sleep for a while, running your hand through his hair. You can see him shift and as he moves again, its visible that he has a boner. 'Uhm what now?' you think to yourself. Your boyfriend is having a lewd dream and you're right beside him. 'Right, he's a heavy sleeper anyway' is what you tell yourself before slowly pulling down belphies pants and boxers. He shivers as the cold air hits his cock but mere seconds after he's already sleeping like nothing happend. You gently place to fingers into his slightly opened mouth and to your suprises belphie subconsciously starts sucking on them. After a while you pull them out of his mouth again, bring them down to his hole. Tracing the ring of muscles before slowly pushing one finger past it. A quiet whimler leaves the sleeping boys mouth as he shifts again, giving you better access to his hole. Another finger pushes into him, welcomed by the tight heat. You start scissoring him before placing a third finger into his hole as well. Thrusting all three fingers in and out him. Belphie's letting out soft whimpers, while still sleeping. He really is a heavy sleeper. Finally you pull your fingers out, opening your pants and slowly, as to not wake belphie up, push yourself into him. Belphie's expressions look adorable as he subconsciously pushes himself back onto your cock. Now even little moans leaving the sleeping boys mouth. You start out with little thrusts, just wanting to see his reaction. Belphie seems to comply as he's pushing himself back onto your cock again. Over time the thrusts get harder and you can tell belphie's close. He's moaning and as you make another, sharp and hard thrust he wakes up.
"What are- yo- you doing-?"
He asks, but you don't answer, his small frame looks so cute, sleepy eyes filled with pleasure as he tries to get more. You pull out of him, making belphie look at you with confused and now a bit teary eyes. But the confusion leabes as soon as he feels your hands grap around his tiny waist, pulling up. Pressing him against your chest before you drop him down onto your cock. A loud moan rippes from belphie's throat followed by a series of moans as you lift him up just to slam the tiny boy back onto your cock. Thrusting up into him at the same time. Belphie is trying his best to help you but he can't really do much, your cock, deep in his ass, making the poor demon go dumber and dumber every second. As then one of your hands then wanders to his chest, un buttoning his pj top and pinching one his nipples, before rubbing it, he cums untouched. White ropes of cum painting his chest and the bed. But you're nowhere near finished as you continue to use him throughout his orgasm. Basiclly throwing him onto the mattress as his face gets pressed into the sheets, while you continue to mercilessly fuck him. He' s trying to say something but he can't get anything out his mouth exepet for moans and occasional whimpers. Tears running down his face as he feels another orgasm approach.
"Please, ple- please sto- stop-"
"No, you look so pretty like thus so why should i stop. And why should i even listen to a mindless whore like you?"
You tell him, those words alone made him cum a second time.
"Aww look at that, you really are a whore. My personal little fucktoy, thats what you are, aren't you?"
You ask, obviously just wanting to tease him but belphie nodds.
"Ye- yes, m'your fu- fucktoy-"
You chuckle darkly as you continue thrusting into him, while one hand wanders down to his pretty little cock, jerking the crying boy of. He's begging you to stop, telling you he can't take another orgasm, like you care. You rip anothef orgasm from the poor boy, feeling his hole clench down around you. Just what you needed as you thrust into him one more time, shooting your semen into him. As you pull out there's even a little bulge in his belly, showing you and him where your cum is.
"What a pretty little whore you are."
You tell him, lifting his chin up so he has to look at you.
"M'not a whore"
You chuckle as his answer, before turning around and leaving belphie laying on the bed.
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gxr-dove · 2 months ago
Obey Me! MC Who Is Stubborn When Sick
In case any of you are sick here’s a little something for you. I will learn how to make a masterlist later when I have time. Enjoy.
You had been staying up quite late from studying and other late work nights in devildom
Lucifer once caught you up past 3am studying. He lovingly scolded you and forced you to bed.
However those late nights have caught up to you and you start feeling like you have a cold
Lucifer notices right away when you sluggishly walk by him in the halls
When you come back from school you see someone rapidly approaching you
Lucifer Immediately takes off one of his gloves and feels your temperature
A frown and long sigh are followed as he drags you to his room to get rest
If you protest saying that you’re fine and you’d like to keep working, he will go from dragging you to sweeping you off your feet and carrying you
When he comes back with medicine from the human world and sees that you’re working or not resting in anyway, he firmly restates that he wants you to rest, “What do you think you’re doing. Didn’t I just tell you to rest *sigh* I am confiscating your textbooks.” He takes your textbooks
He’ll make room in his schedule to give you your medicine and to comfort you. When you deny that you don’t need anything. Expect to be responded with a concerned and irritated look that loves you too much to yell at you while your sick but he will later
If you give him a kiss on the cheek to thank him Lucifer would lose all reason he had to scold you and quietly gives in to his cute human as he rests next to you allowing himself to forget about paper work for a few minutes
It was getting colder out, however you refused to wear a jacket because “you don’t need one.” At least that’s what you told Mammon while walking back to the House of Lamentation.
Mammon the entire time was trying to make you warm or give you his jacket, “stupid human you ain’t a demon you’re gonna get sick!” he warned.
And just as The Great Mammon predicted you started sneezing and coughing the next day
Oh he was not having it
“What’d I tell ya come here ya idiot” He scolded you as he took your hand in his and dragged you to his room
You tried to protest telling him it’s just a cold and that it’s no big deal
Mammon turned to you and promised to you that you’re gonna rest today and let him take care of you and nothing you do will stop him from doing so
Mammon cancels any plans he had to stay by your side
He even made you his favorite ramen because he knows soup helps, but he doesn’t know how to make the kind of human soup that helps you when you’re sick
“Just take the damn ramen already I-I don’t know what else to make ya” He stutters as he hands you his ramen trying to hide his blush
You give him a peck on his cheek
He’s now 10 times more protective of you than he already was
You and Levi had been staying up playing video games for hours on end
Levi noticed that over the past few days of you staying up so late with him that you had been coughing a bit. He also notices that you have goosebumps even though the room isn’t that cold.
“Ehhh are you alright normie can you not handle staying up this late?” He asks. You tell him you’re fine, followed by yet another cough
Now Levi is worried. Without thinking he moves closer to you to feel your temperature. You’re burning up!
“You’re not fine! You’re forehead feel hot.” You tell him it’s nothing and that you can keep playing. “Are you crazy no way!” He says
He gets up and tries to find you something to cool you down. You can hear him shuffling through his stuff followed by multiple “moe” sounds
When he can’t find anything he decides to just use his hand since his skin is already sort of cold
He adds a few more pillows in his bathtub bed and orders you to stay put in there
He’ll lay his hand on your head allowing you to sleep
It’s only after you sleep that Levi becomes less worried and realizes how close he was to your face and how now his hand is on your head. He’s now dying of embarrassment as he tries to keep his hand on your head.
You had started reading this amazing book series together and stayed up for the past few nights to finish it as fast as possible
After you both finished Satan noticed how you often coughed while talking to him about your opinions on the series
Satan becomes worried and pushes away some of your hair to feel your temperature with the back of his hand
“You’re temperature is high, I should’ve known not to keep you up so late. I’ll take responsibility for this”
You tell him you’re fine but Satan ignores your protests and orders you to stay in his room while he makes you some tea
When he comes back he has you sit with him so that your back lays on his chest while he reads to you
After finishing your tea and snuggling in his lap you end up falling asleep
Satan tucks you in and kisses you good night and makes sure you get enough rest tomorrow
Don’t even try to argue with him he won’t allow you to further ruin your health by staying up late again
You had been sneaking out and partying with Asmo for a few nights
Even though you were only there to keep Asmo company you notice that you had been feeling a bit warm. While you brushed it off as nothing, Asmo noticed right away when he grabbed your arm to pull you on the dance floor. Only to freeze from feeling how warm your arm felt. He then felt your forehead and gasped.
Asmo will immediately take you back home
If you protest and tell him you feel fine and to keep partying. Asmo will lovingly yell at you, “Absolutely not! We’re going home.”
He’ll hold your hand the entire time sneaking back to the house and makes you take a bath that has a scent that can clear up any stuffiness in your nose
“Does that feel better hun? You need to take the day of tomorrow I’m not letting my sweet human get sick on me.” He says while smiling at you and kissing your forehead.
How can you not accept his comfort when he’s smiling like that. You give in and let him take care of you the following day.
Beel had noticed you staying up late because he encountered you more often in the middle of the night when he was out to get food
You would often wave to him and say goodnight
One night you give him a hug and Beel can feel right away how warm your body is
He’ll pull you away and feel your forehead
He won’t say anything at first but instead frown at you worried about how hot you feel
You tell him your fine and that you always stay up like this so it’s no big deal
Before you can even finish what you have to say Beel picks you up and carries you to his room. Even if you tell him to put you down and that you’re fine Beel will look at you concerned and you will have no choice but to give in to his precious face.
He’ll tuck you in his bed and leave to bring you something warm to eat since that’s what Lilith did when he was sick
He will careful wrap his arms around you while trying to give you enough space to cool down but also keeping you close to him
When you fall asleep he focuses so much on keeping you safe and watching your temperature that he stays with you all night not even leaving to get food
When he sees Beel bring you to their room he comforts you along with Beel
While Beel goes to make you food he keeps you company
You complain to Belphie about how you’re not sick and this is unnecessary
“You’re so stubborn. You feel hot don’t even try to leave this bed.” He’ll say while resting his head on your thighs to keep you from leaving
He’ll rest next to you on the side Beel isn’t on and will influence your sleep with his sin helping you rest
Will kiss your forehead goodnight and watch you rest for a bit before going to sleep himself
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beelzeball · 2 months ago
Hello 👹 may I request how the demon brothers would prefer to kiss their s/o and where? Ty ily
where and how they kiss their s/o
genre: fluff
gn! reader
warnings: maybe a little suggestive? nothing major just making out/kissing a lot
a/n: ty for requesting !! this was so fun to write and i was extremely self indulgent i am sorry
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one trillion percent treats you like royalty, he is always kissing the tops of your hands
he isnt into pda much but will kiss your hands anywhere no matter what
i feel like he also enjoys forehead kisses but only in private
if we talking about kisses kisses, he's a very passionate guy so,,, very passionate kisses when you're alone,, grabs the back of your head and pulls you in
will leave a trail of kisses from your neck to your lips
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this is my simp talking but he loves to kiss your cheeks if he's feeling brave in public
an avid nose kisser/booper no i do not take criticism (obv in private, he would die before he booped your nose in front of anyone else)
once again, not much into pda but only bc he's a huge tsundere, in reality he wants to kiss you all the time no matter where y'all are but he gotta hold back <\3
how does he kiss? i'm not even gonna lie he's a very messy kisser and had no idea what he was doing at first but now he's 100% got the hang of it
before he got better he used to bash teeth w you a lot LMAO
overall very soft lips 10/10
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oh boy
okay so he doesn't kiss you much because it's embarrassing, however on the rare occasions that he does, he always goes for the temple
definitely loosens up over the years but at first he refused to kiss you in public bc he was nervous 😭
during your alone time, just at the right moment, he kisses the top of your head if you're gaming together
surprisingly, he kisses way better than mammon 💀
it's the plethora of romance anime he's watched ngl
definitely not GOOD but not too bad either, you have to tell him to slow down because he has no sense of pace
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lord have m
is not afraid to kiss you anywhere and everywhere at all times
i feel like no matter what, he doesn't have a specific place he likes kissing you in public, he always goes for the lips
whether it's a peck or not
not so much a rough kisser as he is a romantic one, he's not as rough/passionate as luci
he's a slow kisser and definitely holds your face in his hands while you kiss
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same as satan but more obnoxious about it
will cry if you don't want to kiss him in public 💀💀
anyways he's always wanting to kiss you everywhere and anywhere
will full on make out w you in the middle of the street
his kisses are very passionate and have lots of unfortunate tongue 🙁
this is not asmo slander i love him <3
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forehead kisses
he is so tall idc how tall you are, he's taller than you end of story
doesn't care about pda in public but also doesn't initiate it
if you need a kiss he will give you a kiss no problem
he's a very proper kisser, idk how else to describe his kisses other than neat
like he isn't sloppy or too rough it's just perfect ilysm<\3
holds your waist when he kisses you and you try to put your arms around his shoulders but you can barely reach
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likes to kiss you on the cheek when he's half awake and you're standing next to eachother
if he's feeling really good when he wakes up he'll lightly kiss both of your eyelids to wake you up
possessive so he will kiss you in front of anyone
extremely sloppy literally does not care bc it's just a kiss and he wants to go back to sleep
if he just really wants kisses he will grab your face (like satans pic) and kiss you a bunch
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yandere-daydreams · 5 months ago
Title: Closed Casket.
Commissioned by the very lovely @99shadowcat99.
Pairing: Yandere!Demon Brothers/Reader (Obey Me).
Word Count: 2.4k.
TW: Toxic Relationships, Dehumanization, Codependence, Threats of Violence, Mentions of Death, Implied Imprisonment.
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It was a closed-casket funeral.
For such a small detail, it bothered you more than it had any right to. You hadn’t been the one to arrange it, the one to speak to the undertaker and evaluate the damage – that was a responsibility that fell to her fiancé rather than you, a distant cousin, only brought up in conversations about postponed friendships and quickly thinning family trees. You’d done what you could to help, what a last living relative should do to help - paying for flower arrangements, speaking to financial advisors, sorting through her belongs and trying to guess at what might’ve held some sentimental value to someone more present in her life, but you never saw the body. No one ever offered, and you hadn’t known how to ask. She was gone, now, dead and buried, and you'd never gotten to see her, even if everyone who had said that it was probably for the best.
And it probably was. They were probably right. You wouldn’t feel any better, if you had.
And yet, you found it difficult to believe you could feel any worse than you did now, either.
Belphegor was curled around your arm. He had been since you came back from the Human World, slotted against your side, draped over your shoulders, and currently, splayed out on top of you, his face buried in the flesh just above your shoulder blade, his body forcibly tangled with yours in a way that was too awkward to be comfortable for both of you, a sacrifice he seemed more than willing to make on your behalf. You’d tried to shrug him off earlier, when he first decided there was enough space on the smallest loveseat in the common room for his strange, daily ritual, and when that failed, you’d tried to talk him into letting go, into loosening his grip enough for you to slip away when he fell asleep, into relocating to somewhere else, somewhere softer, somewhere with a pillow that could easily replace you when he was too busy tossing and turning to care, but Belphegor had always been so frustratingly picky when it came to where, how, and when he chose to sleep.
He’d chosen you, and he’d chosen like this, and he’d chosen now. There was little you could do to change his mind, after he’d already made it up.
Still, you tried. He wasn’t asleep yet, caught somewhere between permanently half-conscious state and a sleep deep enough to warrant medical concern for most living creatures, supernaturally inclined or otherwise. “Belphie,” You called, gently, pushing the temptation to try more forceful methods into the back of your mind. “Think you pick another spot? Just for today?”
“Can’t.” It was a simple response, his voice heavy with sourceless exhaustion, just as short and just as blunt as it had been the last time you asked. You weren’t sure what you’d expected, honestly. “You were gone. I can’t.”
Your frown deepened. You’d left for a week – nine days, at most. And Belphegor couldn’t have been awake for more than half of that. “That’s not--”
“He was lonely, sweetheart.” It was Asmodeus, this time, as he perched himself on the loveseat’s arm. He wasn’t any better than Belphie, nimble fingertips soon tracing aimless patterns over the side of your neck, the dip of your shoulder, taking up the space he could occupy since the space he’d like to was already in-use. “He’ll get better, in a few days. Once it sinks in that you won't be leaving again.”
You were out of practice. A month ago, you would’ve known better than to respond, than to ask questions to someone who took as much delight in festering doubts as Asmodeus did. A month ago, you would’ve brushed him off and found your way to Purgatory Hall for the rest of the night. But, it wasn’t a month ago, and you were tired. You were still thinking about that casket, and you couldn’t seem to think of much else. “What do you mean?”
“Oh?” There was a pause, a laugh, light and melodic and fluttering. You’d always liked his laugh. You could bring yourself to enjoy it, though, not right now. “No one’s told you, yet?”
“Don’t tease ‘em.” You hadn’t noticed how full the common room had gotten, not until Mammon spoke and you reflexively turned to face the sofa opposite to yours. He was standing, leaning against the back, his hands clasped in a way that’d put his anxiety on display far more transparently than his voice ever could. Beelzebub, too, his arms crossed over his chest as his attention shifted idly between you, the console in Leviathan’s hands, and the book splayed out in Satan's lap, his scowl serving as evidence of his annoyance. It always bothered you, how easily he grew frustrated by situations he chose to put himself in. It bothered you a little more, today. “Might as well spit it out, if you’re going to bring it up,” Mammon went on, shifting his weight, letting his eyes fall to the floor, then rise to the ceiling, then drift back to you. “There’s no point putting it off.”
“Weren’t you supposed to tell them, Mammon?” Beelzebub chimed in, absent-mindedly. If it'd been Satan, if it'd been Lucifer, it would’ve been pointed, malicious, purposeful. Beelzebub just sounded like he was trying to remind his older brother of something he’d forgotten. “You said you should be the one to do it, since you met them first. Then, when Lucifer said you wouldn’t be able to do it, you said that if the human threw a tantrum, you could just--”
“I didn’t say shit.” Mammon cut him off, his tone hostile, but it was a half-hearted anger, more petty than vengeful. “I said I could, not that I would, and Lucifer shot me down. If he hadn’t, there’d already be a deadbolt on every fucking door in the house. We wouldn’t be sitting around, talkin’ about it.”
“Every door?” Beelzebub looked confused. Then, he looked concerned. “I thought we agreed to just seal the exits.”
“I still think we should just use their bedroom,” Leviathan chimed in, never looking up from his hand-held. Something tightened in the back of your throat. Experimentally, you tried to pull yourself out of Belphegor’s arms, but he only held you tighter, and Asmodeus’ nails dug into your shoulder, rooting you back into place without a single word. “It’d be cool, kinda like a permanent save-point. We wouldn’t have to worry about baby-proofing the entire house, either.”
“We could use a leash,” Asmodeus suggested, never breaking his stare. He didn’t look away. You wished he would. You wished they’d, if nothing else, have the courtesy to wait until you’d left the room to start talking about things you didn’t know and didn’t want to know. “So we can make sure they’re always close by! Or, we could have Lucifer enchant a collar – having to hold a tether might get in way when I have to--”
“He’d never do it.” It was the first time Satan had cut in, but it was clear he’d been listening. His book was still open, his expression still concentrated, but he was tapping his foot, the disruption soundless against the thick carpeting, and you couldn’t remember the last time he thought to pretend to turn a page. He was listening, but he didn’t want to be. He was a part of this, but you doubted he’d every say as much out loud. You doubted he’d ever let himself admit he’d stooped to that level. “And if he did, we’d never hear the end of it. In a week, there’d probably be a new kennel in the catacombs, right next to Ceberus’.” He stopped, for a moment, shaking his head. For your own sake, your chose to believe the envy lingering behind his voice was his attempt at a bad joke. “You would prefer a bedroom, wouldn’t you, (Y/n)?”
He asked you a question. He was talking to you, now, directly, which was more than you could say for any of his brothers. It should’ve been an improvement. An opportunity, if nothing else, a chance to ask why Asmodeus was looking at you like that, why you could feel Belphegor’s careless smile pressing into your skin, but you hesitated, something catching in your chest. It felt too solid, too heavy, too rough and too jagged. It felt like it’d hurt to swallow down, later on, once the unease passed and you got over whatever scheme they’d planned out, while you were gone.
“I… What?” You weren’t sure what you wanted to say, but it came out as a question regardless, your reluctance blending messily with your confusion. “This isn’t funny. If you’re going to act like this every time I visit the Human World, I might have to stop coming back.”
Finally, Satan glanced up from his book. If you didn’t know better, you might’ve said he was smiling. “Right. Because you still think you're allowed to leave.”
The rest of the room fell silent. Or, maybe it didn’t, maybe it was louder than it'd ever been. You didn’t know. You couldn't hear anything, not over the sudden ringing in your ears. “I’ll have to, eventually. It’s not up to me.”
Beelzebub shifted in his seat, suddenly uncomfortable. “It’d be safer if you stayed in the Devildom. We can’t protect you in the Human World.”
Leviathan’s grip tightened around his console. In the background, you could hear the plastic shell start to crack. “We wouldn’t be able to see you. Not all the time. Not for more than a few weeks at a time.” He was quiet, for a moment. Then, he added, “It wouldn’t be the same. It wouldn’t… It wouldn’t feel like it does when you’re here.”
Mammon looked away, letting his head lull to the side. “You belong here, with us. You’re supposed to be here. We’re just doin’ you a favor. No one wants to watch you figure out how fucked you’d be on your own.”
And, finally, Belphegor groaned, exhaustion heavy in the gravely sound. He untangled himself from you, but the freedom was temporary, fleeting, his arms snaking around your waist, instead, his face soon gracelessly buried in your chest. His eyes flickered open, but barely, just enough to let him stare up at you through his eyelashes, a thoughtless grin pulling at the corners of his lips. He wasn’t divided, not like his brothers were. He didn’t try to pretend he was above holding you against your will. “You're not leaving again.” It wasn’t a question. It wasn’t even a threat. It was just a fact, to him. It was something that wouldn’t happen, that couldn’t happen, if only because his older brothers were willing to work so hard to make sure it didn’t. “We’re not gonna share you, anymore. We’re not gonna have to.”
You didn’t want to hear anything else. You didn’t want to be here, anymore, not if this was what it meant, not if it was going to feel like standing in front of that closed casket all over again, the urge to run and sob and scream silencing every reasonable thought you’d ever had. You didn’t bother trying to talk to Asmodeus and Belphegor, you didn’t bother trying to coo and edge and skirt around their anger, their unspoken threats, not anymore, not when your body was already standing on its own, shoving at Belphegor’s body and swatting at Asmodeus’ hand as he reached out, aiming to cup your cheek and tell you so gently to sit down and shut up. Beelzebub leaned forward, Mammon flinched, and you could’ve sworn you caught a row of long, pointed fangs flash across Satan’s sneer, but you didn’t care. You wanted to hit something. You wanted to yell. You’d wanted to ever since you came back to this damned house and its overly affectionate occupants.
“You don’t get to share me.” You couldn’t be shared. You weren’t theirs to share, even if they already seemed geared against the idea. You weren’t theirs to trap, either. You never would be. “I don’t need your protection, and you don’t need to see me, and the only place I’m supposed to be is the Human World. I don’t know what got into your fucked-up heads while I was gone, but you can’t just--”
“Sit down, (Y/n).”
You stopped mid-sentence.
Right. You’d almost forgotten Lucifer hadn't gotten a chance say his piece, yet.
He didn’t give you time to cooperate. There was already a fist curled around the back of your collar, dragging you back into your seat, the action so much more aggressive than Belphegor’s oppressive dead-weight or Amsodeus’ sweet, sickly temptation. You couldn’t see him, but you could feel Lucifer looming over you, standing tall, towering above his younger brothers as he took control of the room. You wondered if he’d been here the entire time, if he’d heard everything, rather than just your sudden outburst. You wondered if you should hope that he had.
“We missed you, while you were gone.” He didn’t sound mad. He didn’t sound mad, but none of them did, none of them sounded like they were plotting to keep you away from your home, your friends, the life you had outside of demons and angels and magic. None of them sounded dangerous, either, save for Lucifer. He’d always been easier to trust when he wasn’t pretending to be kind. “We’ve all been alive for centuries, and yet, you went and made a week feel like a small eternity. Do you know how difficult it is for a human to inflict that kind of suffering onto a demon?”
You didn’t answer. Across the room, Mammon laughed and Satan bristled. Belphegor melted back into your side, more than happy just to have his resting place scared into immobility.
“You’ll stay.” It was an order, this time. Not a suggestion, not a passing concern, but a command, something you would be expected to obey. He had the nerve to use that low, calm cadence, measured and pre-meditated. He didn’t want to let you convince yourself he was as prone to bluffing as his brothers were. “You’ll stay because we want you to. We’re willing to use force, but there’s no need for that. Is there, love?”
You nodded, your body tense and your eyes glassy, and Lucifer rewarded you with a breathy chuckle, a row of knuckles delicately pressed to your cheek. A miserable reward for such an unwilling sacrifice, but Lucifer didn’t seem to mind. It certainly didn’t stop him from leaning in, his lips brushing against the top of your head, his voice falling just low enough to make something sharp and cold shot down your spine, as he went on.
“It’s not like you have anything to go back to, anymore.”
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leviathans-watching · 18 days ago
hiyaaa i rlly enjoy your blog :>> and itll be my first time to try a request hehehe but is it alright for me to request where MC used men’s shampoo (because why not, its cool on the scalp tho-) and what would be the brothers’ + side characters (if its too much iz okiee, i dont mind ) reaction whilst cuddling XD
using their shampoo
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includes: the brothers x/& gin!reader, diavolo x/& gn!reader, simeon x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .8k | rated g | m.list
a/n: hello and ty!! i hope you don't mind i took it a step further and made mc wearing their shampoo instead of just mens shampoo. thank you for requesting and i hope you have a good day!! my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback, so come say hello!!
please reblog >,,<
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➳ lucifer notices it right away, though he doesn’t say anything, running through scenarios in his head on why you would have washed with his shampoo. maybe you were out of your own? he can’t deny the little thrill that runs through him when he smells his scent surrounding you. “like how i smell so much you had to take it for yourself?” he asks, curious. was it intentional? why were you wearing it? he’s burning with the need to know but doesn’t want you to realize it.
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➳ mammon blushes immediately when he smells his shampoo on you. it’s a distinctive scent, so he knows it’s not mistaken, but you don’t seem to notice his flustered state as you snuggle further into him. “um,” he starts, and you look up, eyes innocently wide. “is that, uh, my shampoo?” he manages, and you smile, nodding. “i borrowed it… asmo has mine and i dodn’t realize until i was in the shower. you don’t mind, do you?” him, mind you using his snampoo? never. “nope,” he squeaks, and you immediately begin planning to never use your own again.
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➳ levi doesn’t notice at first, since he doesn’t use very scented stuff, but when he does, he freezes, wondering if he’s imagining it. he’s not, but he doesn’t know how to confront you about it, so he doesn't, just swallowing hard and wrapping his arms around you. you don’t mention it, not that you’d have a reason to, but levi can’t stop thinking about it, the fire in his stomach oddly satiated by the idea of you smelling like him all of the time. maybe if he doesn’t bring it up you’ll keep doing it. please keep doing it.
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➳ satan notices right away, a smile curving across his lips. he’d been hoping when you rook a shower in his room you’d used his products, and it appears you had. you smell like him, all crisp and fresh, and satan has to wonder if you like the scent. you’ve never said you didn’t, but then again you never said you did. “you know,” you say conversationally, “your shampoo made my hair really soft. maybe i should move away from using human world products.” check and mate. “yeah, maybe,” satan replies. “i’ve got some extra bottles of shampoo if you want it.”
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➳ asmo doesn’t even notice at first. he’s so used to smelling you in a wide range of sencts, and sometimes he forgets he’s wearing a particular product until he can smell it. when he realizes you’re wearing his personal shampoo, he has to hold back his glee. “like my shampoo and conditioner?” he asks, running a hand down your back. “i sure like it on you.” you huff out a laugh, nodding. “it’s nice. i’m sure my hair will be really healthy if i continue to use it.” asmo grins, waving his hand. “by all means, use it as much as you want!”
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➳ beel literally doesn’t care, not that you expected him to. as long as you're clean and happy, he’s happy. he does notice it, but since he’s used your products before in a pinch he doesn’t mind. beel has a very ‘what’s mine is yours’ mentality, so it’s unlikely he’ll pitch a fit or anything. he does tell you you smell good, though, making you laugh. at least he likes the products he’s using on himself.
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➳ belphie smells his scent on you as soon as you climb into bed with him, making him more awake. “is that my shampoo?” he asks, brushing a finger across your damp hair. you nod, and he resists the urge to crush you into his chest, inhaling deeply. you smell like him, and belphie wants to take you out around town like this, when you’re practically dripping in him, his scent, showing all of devildom that you’re his.
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➳ diavolo is another one of the boys who doesn’t mind. he loves sharing his stuff with you, wants you to use them, and when you do it makes him happy. “you used my shampoo!” he chirps, burying his face into your neck, making you squirm away. “stop! that tickles,” you admonish. “but yes, i did. i forgot mine.” diavolo taps his chin. “i can buy you some.” shaking your head, you take his phone from his hand, closing akuzon. “no, it’s alright. i’m only here for a few days. i can use yours until then.”
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➳ simeon is the one who offered you use his shampoo in the first place. you’d been lamenting about your lackluster hair, and he’d jumped on the opportunity, offering his. angel shampoo and conditioner would no doubt restore your hair to its previous glory, as it was specially made to be healing and rejuvenating. “i like my smell on you,” he says plainly, and you flush. you like it too and he knows it, making him want to send you home with a bottle or two.
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heosphoro-s · 6 months ago
The brothers and their unexpected hobbies
A/N: probably not exactly unexpected but you know, just little self-indulgent HC for this fine Sunday afternoon.
Lucifer: Sensory deprivation tank. No brothers, no shenanigan, no paperwork. Literally head empty just vibing.
Mammon: Sudoku. This dude is good with numbers. He won't ever admit it. But he has a sudoku book above the toilet. You can also find Mammon scribbling in sudoku puzzles in newspapers at photoshoots.
Levi: Making music. Most likely electronic music. You know, like the gamer playlists on Spotify lmao. Definitely N O T a Soundcloud rapper. Loves it when people samples his stuff.
Satan: Scale model building. He probably got into it after seeing Gundam figures in Levi's room. Super into making hyper realistic weathering for planes, tanks, ships etc. after reading about them.
Asmo: Hydroponic gardening. Asmo's not gonna get down and dirty (😏) in an actual garden. But he loves fresh flowers too much to not grow them himself. Growing plants without dirt is a perfect solution.
Beel: Chainsaw carving. Beel is out in the forest with a chainsaw making sculptures out of fallen logs and random dead trees. He just leaves them in the forest for people to find and wonder who left them there.
Belphie: Lockpicking after MC showed him LockPickingLawyer's Youtube channel. He's trying to break into Lucifer's office since the oldest uses both enchantments and physical locks to keep his room safe.
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baalism · 4 months ago
The brothers' kinks: Belphie
Tw for cnc (consensual non-consent).
· He's the most animalistic and earthly of the brothers, and he can't be remotely assed to keep a façade up.
· Whenever he's feeling particularly horny and uncharacteristically awake, the cow indulges in primal sex.
· What is primal for demons doesn't necessarily aligns with human standards though, so expect the scrape of his horns against your skin, lots of clawing, constant hard biting and his tail swatting and spanking, restraining your movements so that you're left at his mercy.
· Breeding is also an intrinsic factor in primal sex, and Belphegor only ever cums deep inside you.
· He gets lost on the way you squeeze around him, how you turn so docile taking all he has to give to you even when you're crying that it's too much, that you can't handle it, and your overstimulated sobs when he's about to empty himself inside you. That does it for him.
· Cnc is a constant thing with Belphie as well. Ranging from different scenarios you two enact to consensual somnophilia.
· In the first case, he relishes especially on watching you wrestle against his restraints, only for him to flip you on your stomach and mount you, fucking you senseless as he shoves his claws into your mouth to add to the struggle.
· With that, degradation and humilliation also come into play.
· Hair pulling, throat squeezing, name calling and filthy remarks, slapping your face with his cock then making you beg for it, spitting in your mouth, forcing you to swallow. You name it. He loves you, and loves to fuck you up if you allow it.
· Belphie is a sadomasochist, and although the sadism on him comes across stronger, he'd love to watch you try whip him into submission someday.
· Regarding somnophilia, this is the one that hits all the marks for him and gets him going like nothing else.
· It's almost natural and inherent of him, and whether it's giving or receiving, Belphegor is all about it.
· Between the low effort required, the abstract aspect of the kink and fact that you are so bare and vulnerable for him to do what he wants with you, to the notion that you trust him enough to let him do this and that even in your sleep you want him, he gets overwhelmed. Just thinking about it is enough to get him hard in no time.
· If you do anything to Belphie while he sleeps and he either finds out or wakes up during, you won't hear the end of it for days. He'll tease you all the time and when you guys are about to sleep would ask if you were going to touch him again, with a shit eating grin on his face.
· He loves it and would encourage it.
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astairekin · 16 days ago
crash with me
note from kin: i did two pretty wordy angst pieces in a row so this is a short n sweet thing i’ve been writing bit by bit to just wind down… (i only did like 100 words per session so that’s why it took so long to actually be posted haha)
i want to say that the next obey piece’ll be that dark! simeon threequel i was talking about, but honestly it’s giving me so much trouble that it might end up being the piece after the next, soooo…. we’ll see!
fandom: obey me!
character(s): gn!reader, belphegor, satan, mammon
pairing(s): belphie/reader
warning(s): none
genre: fluff! (it’s just soft times all round man)
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“Hey, have you seen [Name]?”
Satan glances up over the top of his book and raises an eyebrow at his brother. Belphie continues to stare directly at him from the doorway, practically unblinking in his intensity.
“’s nearly two,” Satan says finally. “Why are you still up?”
“Could ask you the same thing,”  Belphie retorts, and comes a little further into the room, looking around as if he thinks Satan’s hiding you on top of one of his bookshelves. “...are you sure they’re not here?”
“Fairly sure, yes,” Satan says, looking around his decidedly rather small room. There is a very obvious lack of eveyrone’s favourite human’s presence. “You’re wasting your time. Check the kitchen or something before you start invading bedrooms.”
“I already did,” Belphie grumbles. “They weren’t there.”
“Then why would you think they’d be here?”
He pouts a little and sits down heavily on the end of Satan’s bed. “I don’t know. I just thought to come here first.”
A pause. Satan sighs and marks out his page, then shuts his book and sets it aside. “...what’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong,” Belphie replies, far too quickly. Satan narrows his eyes at him for a moment.
“...something’s definitely wrong,” He decides. “And, since you’ve decided to come to me in particular about it, that means that it’s something that you think Beel will fret over.”
“Who told you to start the detective act?” Belphie mutters, but inclines his head a little nevertheless. “...look, I just… had a bad dream. And I don’t really want him to know about it.”
“A bad dream?” repeats Satan. He frowns a little. “...what was it about?”
“Stuff,” His brother replies vaguely, waving a hand about as if to illustrate it. “Everything was upside down. Lucifer’s hair was white and Mammon’s was black. I had wings and no tail, and Asmo had a tail and no wings.”
He goes silent for a moment, then continues, voice low, “[Name] died.”
“...oh.” Satan’s gaze falls to his lap, and he twists his fingers together a little agitatedly. It isn’t the first time that one of his brothers has had one of those nightmares - he’s had a few himself, and each one leaves behind a deeper dread in the hollow of his chest. “ you want to talk about it?”
Belphie shrugs and scratches absently at the end of his nose. “Not really.”
Satan looks at him for a while. Then, “Did Beel do something? In your dream, I mean.”
Surprise flashes across Belphie’s expression, but it’s just as quickly replaced with a kind of resignation. He doesn’t give a verbal answer, but he nods a little, and that’s enough for Satan to know what he means.
“Well, they were talking about their project with Mammon earlier,” Satan says after another pause. He knows Belphie chose to tell him, but he also knows it wasn’t for comfort - he just wanted someone to know, and he didn’t want that someone to be Beel. So, Satan won’t prod. “They might be in his room.”
“ think?” Belphie smiles a little and gets to his feet. “I’ll go check, then. Thanks.”
Satan raises an eyebrow at him as he practically skips back over to the door, eyes unusually bright. “...don’t mention it.”
The door shuts behind his brother with a click. Satan watches it for a moment, then exhales in something resembling amusement. His youngest brother is so besotted that it’s actually a little sweet.
Mammon’s room is next-door to Satan’s, so Belphie doesn’t have to walk very far before he reaches it. He contemplates knocking for a second or so, then decides that anyone who steals his partner at this hour of night doesn’t deserve the courtesy of knocking, and duly kicks the door open instead.
It’s completely dark inside, which Belphie supposes was to be expected. There isn’t any movement in response to his arrival, either, so it seems that he’s unnoticed for now. Not much to be surprised about there; Mammon sleeps like a log.
He feels along the wall until he comes to a set of light switches. He doesn’t want to turn them all on at once and blind himself, but he hasn’t used them enough times to know which one switches on the giant overhead light and which one switches on the smaller ambient lights… well, he might as well guess, right?
Already squinting (just in case), he chooses a random switch and flicks it. A row of small orange lights turn on over Mammon’s bed, bright enough to allow some vision, but not so bright that it feels like he’s staring directly into a sun.
The bed’s empty, though. Belphie stares at it in confused silence for a moment, then realises that Mammon’s sleeping on his sofa. And that you’re next to him.
Not quite touching, but not particularly far apart, either. Belphie realises with a flicker of irritation that Mammon’s arm is curved in a way that makes it look like he’s reaching out for you.
He entertains the idea of simply shoving Mammon off of the sofa, then decides that, as fun as it’d be, it’d start a ruckus that he really doesn’t feel like dealing with right now. Instead, tiptoeing, he moves over to the sofa and carefully pushes Mammon right over to one end - conveniently freeing up a little space for himself.
It’s hard to actually lie down next to you on the relatively narrow cushions, so Belphie settles with propping himself up and gently pulling you to his side. It’s not the most comfortable position, but he doesn’t want to wake you up by moving you.
He shifts a little and presses his cheek to the crown of your head, releasing a pent-up sigh. Your presence, it seems, is enough to knock all the weight from his shoulders, even when you aren’t conscious. He smiles to himself. What would he do without you?
For a while he simply sits there, staring off at a vague shape on the wall opposite that’s too shrouded in shadow to really make out. His dream… the details are fading away now, but that moment still feels so real.
He consoles himself by finding your hand amongst the blankets you’re buried in, tracing the lines of your palm with an almost reverent finger. It’s kind of funny - despite the vast array of pillows he’s obtained over the years, each one softer than the last, he still only sleeps best with you.
The hour or so since he jolted awake have felt tense and eerie. Even Beel’s presence in the bed across the room had felt strange… though maybe that was something to do with what dream-Beel did. Even in the moment, Belphie had known he was being ridiculous - it was just a nightmare. His dream-brothers had nothing to do with the ones he knew were real. He hadn't woken up and suddenly thought he had wings, nor that Lucifer had somehow bleached his hair snow-white. So why…?
He sighs softly. He can feel his eyelids getting heavier now, like his body knows that it’s safe to go back to sleep - because he’s always safe with you. He just needs to sleep that nightmare off (he’s aware of the irony), and he’ll be fine in the morning. Beel won’t know anything of what’s transpired tonight as long as Satan doesn’t tell him - and Belphie will make sure he won’t - but he thinks he’ll go out and get him something to make up for it, anyway.
He could probably ask you along, maybe turn it into a little date if he’s lucky. The two of you haven’t had nearly as much alone time as he would have liked lately - there’s your school project with Mammon, and Lucifer’s constantly asking you to help him with mundane household chores and paperwork, since you’re apparently the only one he can trust with that around here. As it stands, you’ve been spending less time with your partner than you have with his two least favourite brothers, and he doesn’t like it.
(He’d feel guilty about admitting that he has least favourite brothers, but to be honest he doesn’t really care enough to. Everyone knows he has a favourite brother - what’s more, everyone also knows that it’s Beel - so why isn’t he allowed least favourites as well? Besides, it’s not like his other brothers don’t have them, too.)
(There is one thing they can agree on, though: as far as favourites go, family or otherwise, you’re usually  at number one on the list. Just as it should be, Belphie thinks. Of course, no one likes you more than him, but it’s good to know that eveyrone appreciates you as much as they should.)
Mammon’s snoring is getting louder. Belphie frowns a little and shifts, making himself more comfortable.
“...that you, Belph?”
You’re awake, he realises with a start. For a moment he stays silent and unmoving, wondering if you’ll just drift off again, but then you turn around and look him in the eye, and he can’t quite resist leaning forward to press a feather-light kiss to the tip of your nose.
“Hey,” He mumbles softly, pulling back as you smile and snuggle closer to him, throwing a portion of your blanket over his lap. “Why’re you sleeping in Mammon’s room?”
“What, are you jealous?” You tease, looking up at him, and though Belphie doesn’t give a verbal reply, the way he pouts a little and glances away is answer enough. “Aww, don’t be like that. We were just watching a movie to wind down after our project, and then it got pretty late, so he just let me crash here.”
Belphie thinks back to the way Mammon’s arm had been angled towards you earlier and scowls a little. It’s not like he can begrudge his brothers for being physically affectionate with you - you’re just so cute sometimes that it’s kind of impossible not to be - and they generally know where the line is, and that they shouldn’t cross it. It’s just that, sometimes…
Well. Whatever. He huffs and wraps his arms even tighter around you. “...crash with me next time.”
“Is that an order?” You reply with the sort of teasing lilt that goes straight to his heart. His breath catches as you reach up a hand and press a playful finger to the tip of his nose.
“I—  well—” He searches for a suave answer, and finds none. “...I don’t know, maybe.”
You laugh a little and turn around, wrapping your arms around his waist. He gives a barely-noticeable sigh as the two of you settle against each other - fitting perfectly, like always. “It was late. I didn’t want to bother you.”
“You never bother me,” He says absently, before he can think over the words properly, then abruptly feels himself flush a little further. “...I mean, uh. You can come to me whenever you like.”
Your eyes flash up to look at him. “Do you want me to?”
“What kind of a question is that?” He tugs you even closer, blowing playfully into your ear, and smiling as you wriggle in protest.
“I’ll take that as a yes, then,” You laugh, then pause as your partner lets out a long yawn. “ sound exhausted, Belph.”
Belphie hums lowly in response. “...had a bad dream. Don’t wanna talk about it.”
“Alright, then.” Your fingers catch on his hood as you sit up a little straighter and run a hand down his back. He shivers a little at the feeling. “So you couldn’t get back to sleep, then?”
“Something like that,” He replies evasively, catching your stray hand and putting your arm back in place around him. He pointedly ignores the knowing look you give him as you snuggle against him again.
“Poor baby,” You say, half sympathetic and half-teasing. “We’ve got the day off tomorrow, though, so we can always sleep in.”
“Sounds good,” He mumbles a little sluggishly.
You can feel him playing with the sleeve of your shirt, but the movement is small and slow. “ you want an extra cushion? Or do you want to move back to your bed?”
“Nooo,” He complains, arms anchoring you firmly in place as you go to get up. “Comfy here now. Let’s stay.”
“Mammon isn’t going to be very happy in the morning,” You scold gently, though you also make no move to physically protest, so he can tell you don’t care that much. “You know how much he hates PDA.”
“Mammon can go suck it,” He grumbles, and smiles sleepily when you laugh again.
“Well, I’ll blame you if he gets angry,” You sigh. “Need anything?”
“Don’t think so...” He’s slurring his words together a little - a sure indication that he’s drifting off. “I felt bad before, but you made it better. Everything’s better with you.”
“Aww, you sap,” You coo, leaning up to kiss the tip of his nose. “You should try being this romantic when you’re fully conscious, too.”
“That’s what you call romantic?” He asks a little incredulously, eyes already closed. He shifts a little and heaves out a sigh. “...I’ll try one day. Being romantic for real. Promise.”
You doubt he’ll even remember the details of this exchange by the time he wakes up next morning, but you don’t mind. You just smile and rest your head against his chest as his breathing grows slower and steadier, and his sleep-guided hands gradually make their way closer around you.
The darkness seems to peer at you from all sides, but it feels benign rather than frightening. It settles over you like another warm blanket, and you close your eyes. Sleep calls quickly, and you aren’t one to refuse it.
The night passes in good-natured quietude. Once or twice, you wake up to a dim room and Belphie’s steady breathing, but it doesn’t take long for you to shift a little in his arms and guide yourself back to the land of Nod. Your little cocoon amid the blankets is warm and content, and your partner is sleeping soundly, face vacant and free of the subtle distress you caught on it when you first realised he was here.
Of course, everything gold cannot last forever. As the morning comes and begins to pass, Mammon jerks awake at a double-digit hour, and the first thing he sees is you and his youngest brother snuggled together, so close that you might as well be one.
You wake to a loud, outraged shout, quickly followed by a grumbled complaint and a kick that Belphie aims at Mammon’s shins. The peace of a night’s sleep is fleeting, as always, but you don’t begrudge its absence. After all, it always comes back before long.
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panicattheattic · 29 days ago
Hug Headcanons
Soft and fluffy isn't really his forte.
But when it comes to you, MC, he'd do anything.
But he is the Avatar of Pride, so depending on the setting and his mood, you might want to hold back on random hugs.
Or else it could backfire on you.
Either way you will be cuddling in his room later.
Oh, and you might want to get ready for unsolicited PDA, nothing too outlandish, but just enough to show people that you're his.
Sure, he'll hug you.
But not because he wants to or anything!
And you better be ready to pay for the great Mammon's time!
Okay, maybe you don't need to pay...
This time.
Or the next.
...Or the next.
He'll hug you whenever you ask him to.
He would hug you when he thinks you need it, but he's too tsudere for that, so it might be best if you just ask him.
Overall his hugs are warm and comforting.
And his incessant blushing makes it all the better.
Just like his older brother he can't stop blushing.
He'd become a stuttering mess the moment you so much as imply physical contact.
But he's seen characters hug in anime all the time, he can do it too right?
Okay, maybe it's not that easy.
He's usually really stiff and awkward about it.
If you hug him out of no where he will panic.
Careful not to freak him out too much.
You don't want to flood the House of Lamentation...
Picture this.
You're in the library.
Reading a book together.
The most efficient/comfortable way to do that is for him to wrap his arms around you and hold the book for both of you to read.
At least that's what he insists is the best thing to do.
In reality he just wants to hold you close.
You make him feel calm.
Like he doesn't have to worry about losing control of his anger.
But whatever the reason, it's not like you're complaining.
He'd also be happy accepting random hugs from you.
Though you might startle him at first.
Move over, plebs!
The King of PDA is here!
Are you in class? Hug.
Did you just pass by in the hallway? Hug.
Point is, this boy just can't keep his hands of off you.
(Hey, get your mind out of the gutter, that's Asmo's job.)
He likes making you blush.
So he'll surprise you with hug at any opportunity.
A flustered MC is an adorable MC in his eyes.
He's also never going to deny you wanting to hug him.
Like ever.
So do it.
Hug him more.
Might be the best at giving hugs.
He's big and cuddly.
And his arms are so strong that they make you feel safe.
Also, he isn't one to shy away from emotions.
Even if he isn't as expressive as the others.
He likes holding you because you are so small and you smell like sweets.
(Regardless of your height, you're small to him)
He wants to keep you safe, and the best way to do that is to keep you in his arms.
Okay, without giving too much away, lest just say, giving Belphie hugs had a rough start.
For a while you'd consider hugging him.
Or he'd consider hugging you.
But neither of you would actually go for it.
Until one day when he was helping you study you kinda fell asleep on top of him.
He was a bit caught off guard but he quickly used the opportunity to his advantage.
He wrapped his arms around you and fell asleep himself.
When you woke up, he was still asleep.
But you felt so warm and comfortable.
So you snuggled into him more and fell asleep again.
From then on Belphie will just cling to you whenever he can.
Don't bother asking for a hug.
He's probably already hugging you.
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Belphie as parent
Baby: *crying*
Belphie: *wakes up* What the fuck do you want?!!
Mc: Hey be gentle, try singing to him.
Belphie,singing: What the fuck do you want?!!
Mc: That's not-
Baby: *stopped crying*
Belphie: Hey it worked *goes back to sleep*
Mc & Baby:
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threepointseven · 3 months ago
Home(Dinner Part 2)
Im shortening the exchange students name to S/N AKA student name
Sorry i forgot to answer the person who actually requested this @kurooandkarmaswife thank you sm for requesting! I hope you enjoy 😩
Also lets pretend you cant have more than 1 pact with a human cause yeah. If you havent read Dinner yet go read it since you’ll really only understand this if u read the first part
Fandom: Obey me!
Pairing: not really with anyone but has subtle undertones of solomon & Simeon x reader
Length: sort of long
Genre: Angst with comfort
Gn! Reader and exchange student!
Part three!
Dinner last night, was, well...pretty terrible. I ended up waking up at 2 am to the brothers STILL not home. Apparently even Diavolo had taken a liking to the new exchange student.
A day goes by and finally i get to meet the new exchange student.
Is all i can think. I walk into the living room unnoticed as everyone is talking to the new exchange student, i wouldnt blame them.
They look incredible.
I felt a hint of jealousy wash over me. Seeing Mammon, Asmo’s and Beel’s joyful laughs as they talk to them. Their voice was ever so gentle, it’s what i imagine spring to sound like.
I tried forgetting about my distasteful thoughts of jealousy and walked over to them.
I called out to try and grab their attention
“Oh, MC! I didnt see you there;;”
Asmo said to me as he was taking selfies with the new exchange student
“This is the new exchange student”
Beel smiled
“Hi! My name is MC”
I happily introduced myself
“My name is S/N”
They brought their hand out and i shook it in return. Their eyes were ever so sweet, i felt the sadness come over me as i wore a soft smile.
Something tells me this wont end well.
Weeks go by as i barely get to see the brothers anymore. They’re always around S/N. I find myself longing the brothers touch. The random emergency texts i get from mammon, calls from Asmo asking me if i wanted to go to a club, Belphie always dragging me to his room to take a nap, Beel’s adorable goodnight texts, Lucifer’s complaints about work, Satan’s library dates, And levi’s rants about a certain anime he just watched.. i missed it all.
I guess i missed the warmth and the constant attention i got from them. The attention thats now being directed at S/N.
The new feeling of emptiness leads me to the Purgatory hall, a place i’ve been to quite often after S/N had won over the brothers.
I enter the room praying that i dont see S/N hogging Luke, Solomon, and Simeon’s attention....
Did i just think that?
Am i that jealous?
Have i gotten so used to being in the spotlight that suddenly i become like this when not in the center?
Its an unpleasant feeling and i try to snap myself out of it as i see Simeon, Luke, and Solomon all happily seated on the couch drinking tea and eating pastries Luke made.
“MC! Hey!!”
Luke happily greets me as well as Solomon and Simeon. Im pulled to the couch as im seated next to Luke. I take a bite of the pastry and embrace the comfort of the sugary sweets.
The conversation goes on for a long time as hours go by. Soon enough the entire tray of pastries and tea are long gone.
As the clock hits 8 PM i realize ive been at the Purgatory hall for too long now. Excusing myself i go back to the house of Lamentation to be once again greeted by smiling faces and S/N laying out plates filled with food for the brothers.
The brothers quarrels, Satan’s face of annoyance, Asmo’s whining... The smell of warm food on the dinner table being handed out....
As i hide from the view of the brothers and S/N i look back to when it would to be me that made everyone dinner and calmed them down.
My chair.
My chair had been occupied by S/N,
Did they expect me to sit on the floor for dinner or something?
As i slowly walked to my room i heard the deep voice of Lucifer
“Oh MC,,, sorry S/N is sitting on your spot, we thought you were gonna go to the purgatory hall for dinner tonight. We do apologize”
As i feel my throat closing up i smile and say in a bubbly tone
“Oh it’s fine! I was actually gonna go out with my friends for dinner anyways! I was just getting something from my room, i’ll be out in a sec!”
Lucifer gave me a warm smile and continued conversing with S/N
As i went to my room i started to realize the situation here. I’ve been replaced. I mean who wouldn’t replace me when the actual definition of an angel was right in front of them with their welcoming arms open.
As soon as i got to my room salty tears trailed down my cheeks,
Whatever the emotion was i wasn’t having it. Unlocking my DDD to be greeted by the wallpaper of me and the brothers all dressed up for a ball we went to together once. i tried to hold back my few tears as i called Solomon, a dear friend of mine.
“Hey solomon!!”
“Oh, yes MC? Is there anything you need?”
“I know i just left the purgatory hall but could I possibly stay there for the night?”
“Oh, of course! I dont exactly know why but Luke’s already whining about how you stayed for too little.”
“I’ll be right over”
I hung up the phone, my tears stopping after i heard that comforting voice of his.
That night i stayed at the purgatory hall, happily sleeping next to Luke, lulling him to sleep.
The purgatory hall became my escape. Solomon always made me laugh, Simeon always made sure i felt welcome there and Luke was practically my adopted son after how long i could stay with him.
As i went about the kitchen helping Luke make a pastry i showed him from the human world a strange feeling washed over me. The feeling of something being erased from my my soul, something was fading away. That something felt like it was piercing my soul.
I look around my body to see what it is. As i look around i see it.
My pact marks are starting to fade
I panic as i excuse myself and go back to the house of lamentation.
As i silently enter the room i hear the faint sound of the brothers, they’re discussing something.
“Cmon Satan you’ve gotta be quick! What if they find out?!”
“Removing a pact isnt that easy Mammon.”
As i listen more i realize what it is.
They’re trying to break my pact with me.
And for what exactly?
Because they want one with someone else.
That someone being S/N
It hurt. Who wouldn’t be hurt? tears flowed from my eyes in record time as i tiredly walk outside.
Devildom was a place the brothers always told me to beware of, but right now i couldnt care less.
While i walked around the town with puffy eyes and the stinging feeling of my pact marks being removed, i hear a certain group of people call my name, i look back to see Luke, Solomon and Simeon’s smiles quickly turn into frowns as they see my tears
“What’s wrong MC?!”
Luke worriedly asks
Unable to hold it in i tell Them.
“The brothers are trying to break my pact with them, they want one with S/N apparently. Im afraid i’ve been replaced by that saint..”
Solomon and Simeon’s face turn into faces of empathy while Luke’s turned quite sour
As Simeon came closer to me and pulled me close into a hugged he mumbles out a comforting phrase
“Whatever happens MC, you’ll always be welcome at the purgatory hall.”
The sentence made my stomach overflow with butterflies. I happily hug back, quickly accepting the purgatory hall as my new and improved home.
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lancermylove · 9 months ago
No One Cares (HC)
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: All x fem!Reader, platonic.
Warning: kinda angsty reader? Reader doesn’t care if she dies.
Requested by: Anon
Prompt: Okay so we all know how dangerous the Devildom is and how often MC gets threatened by Demons and monsters alike. So I wonder how the Brothers and Dateables would react to an MC that’s just over everything. She just doesn’t care if something will kill her (especially since there’s nothing for her in the human world). Her face is always empty and unfazed by the Demons, Monsters, and whatever threats she gets. Lucifer:*threatening her* One of these days, I will kill you! *in Demon form* MC: Make it today then 😐When asked why she’s like this, she just calmly says “No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than be a burden for the exchange program.”
A/N: I can imagine MC having to deal with demon threats 24/7...and she would def become immune to it (even if she wasn’t over everything). >< Talk about having it tough. 
Lucifer was angry at you for going near the grimoire, unaware you were simply playing hide-and-seek with his brothers. 
He stood in front of you in his demon form and fangs bare. "What did I tell you before about entering this place?"
"Then punish me and kill me." 
Your response stunned Lucifer and doused his rage immediately. Whenever he unleashed his demon form, he only saw two reactions: fear or will to fight back; never once had he heard a response like yours. 
The Avatar of Pride returned to his usual form and questioned your response. 
"No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program." 
"Is that what you think?" Lucifer asked, holding back his anger. "Do you realize what you mean to my brothers? Do you know how they would feel if something happened to you?"
The demon sighed. "My apologies for losing my temper. You are part of my family and will remain part of it. As the head of this family, I will see to it that nothing happens to you. I don't know what you have been through but don’t speak such words again."
Mammon saw a lesser demon threatening you, and in an instant, he jumped in front of you.
The Avatar of Greed asked if you were okay and checked your body for injuries. 
"Why did you save me? You should've just let the demon kill me." 
Mammon froze and could only stare at you in shock. He couldn't fathom why you would say such a thing. 
"What? No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program. " 
"N-not...miss ya? Burden?" Mammon gripped your shoulders and shook you, "What's that supposed to mean?" 
The demon was in turmoil. Were you mad at him for something? Did one of his brothers say something to you? Had he not told you enough that he cares about you? Do you not care about his opinion?
"I...I would miss ya..." Mammon's voice cracked as he averted his eyes from your blank face. "You know I care about ya, right? So d-don't even think about dyin' on me, 'kay?" 
Asmo came to your rescue as soon as he saw a demon invading your personal space. "Sweetie, why didn't you call me? You knew I was nearby, didn't you?"
"Why bother? Let the demon kill me. It's not like anyone cares. No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program." 
Asmo was horrified to hear those words, and he almost felt wrinkles forming on his skin. "Why would you say that? Sweetie, did something happen? You know you can always talk to me, right?"
Seeing that you weren't ready to say anything, Asmo held your hands firmly in his. "I care a lot about you, as do my brothers. I don't know what prompted you to think no one cares about you or call yourself a burden. If you ever feel that way, then talk to me right away. I will always make time for you." 
Asmo hugged you before saying you're his for the rest of the day. He hoped that you would open up to him and not be so harsh on yourself. 
Until then, the Avatar of Lust wanted to keep your mind distracted. 
"Normie, how dare you say that you know more about TSL than me?" Levi snapped at your joke and revealed his demon form. "Do you have a death wish?"
"Sure, go ahead and finish me. No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than be a burden for the exchange program." 
Your words were enough to deflate Levi's rage. All he could do was stare at you in shock as guilt took over. 
Levi backed away from you and averted his eyes. "I...that's such a normie thing to say." 
The Avatar of Envy remained silent for a while, letting various emotions take over his mind.
"Don't...say that, normie. Don't. I care about are not a burden. I am s-sorry for g-getting mad."
Levi didn't ask you, but he started to wonder if you had gone through similar experiences as him. He felt a knot forming in his chest. 
“I am more of a burden than you,” he mumbled under his breath.
Beel heard a lesser demon threatening you, and in a flash, he was in his demon form, attacking the fiend. 
He was worried the demon had already attacked you, so he started bombarding you with questions. 
"Why did you save me? Should've just let me die." 
As soon as those words left your mouth, Beel started to get flashbacks of Lilith. He stood in a mute stupor, staring at you with wide eyes. 
The Avatar of Gluttony held his head in his hand and ferociously shook his head, trying to push the images out. 
"N-no...I...I won't let you die!" Beel pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. "I failed to save her, but I will not let anything happen to you. I can't lose you too..." 
When Belphie heard another demon threatening you, he wanted to finish him right then and there. But, he chose to glare the creature down before pulling you away. 
"Why were you taking his threats like that? You should've walked away." 
"Why bother? No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than be to a burden for the exchange program." 
Belphie stopped in his tracks and blankly stared at you. He didn't understand how you could say something like that so calmly. 
"I didn't like you at the beginning and didn't understand why my brothers liked you either. But're part of our family. All of us would miss you...whether you want to believe me or not is up to you. Know that we will protect you at all costs. We've lost Lilith, but we won't lose you." 
Satan was calm when he told the lesser demon to back away from you. He kept his cool when he watched the demon scurrying away. He remained levelheaded as he asked you if you were okay. But, he lost his cool hearing your reply. 
"Why did you waste your precious time saving me?"
Satan held back his anger as he questioned your reply. 
"No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program."
Satan didn't change into his demon form but was ready to break the objects around him. "Who are you to decide you're a burden to me? Who are you to decide whether or not I would miss you?" 
He stepped closer to you and sighed, "Don't ever call yourself a burden or speak on my behalf. If you have no one in your world, then stay in Devildom permanently. Also, if I didn't care about you, then I wouldn't have stopped the demon from hurting you."
Satan started keep an eye on you and even tried to spend more time with you as a way of showing he cares.  
Diavolo had heard from others about demons threatening you in RAD, but this was the first time he saw it in person. The demon king standing behind you was more than enough to scare the life out of the lesser fiend. 
"Are you alright? Where are the brothers? They're supposed to keep an eye on you." 
"It's better they don't." 
Diavolo looked at you, taken aback. " you say that?" 
He knew he wasn't going to like the answer, but Diavolo never expected to hear you say no one cared about you, you were nothing more than a burden and had no purpose.
"I will not ask you about your past, but I can assure you your friends in Devildom are nothing like the people of your world." Diavolo gave a small smile, "We care for you and your wellbeing, myself included. Kindly refrain from referring to yourself as a burden." 
The class bell disturbed your conversation, much to the Diav's dismay. "Seem like you have to head to class. Would you visit my castle after school? I would like to continue this conversation and remind you just how much of a worthwhile woman you are." 
When Barbatos saw a lesser demon attempting to intimidate you, he thought you would try to defend yourself; instead, he heard you telling the demon to finish you.
Without wasting time, Barbatos changed into his alternate form and finished the lesser creature in a flash. 
"That was quite a selfish statement to make." Barbatos faced you with no expression on his face. 
“No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program." 
Those words did not settle well with Barbatos, but his expression did not change. "I can assure you there are people who care, including my lord. Please refrain from making such callous statements. Your friends in Devildom are willing to go to any extent to protect you. Remember that." 
The butler excused himself but stopped and turned around, "If you wish to share your feelings, then I will gladly lend an ear. Please, do take care of yourself." 
Simeon was shocked to see you unfazed by a demon threatening you. He was speechless when he heard you say, "If you have a problem with me, then kill me."
The angel couldn't understand how you could say such a thing, and that too with a straight face. After all, life is precious.
Simeon stepped in and threatened the demon using Diavolo's name. 
"Are you alright? apologies for being nosy, but why does it seem like you don't value your life?" 
Hearing you say “no one will miss me” hurt him a lot, but hearing you calling yourself a burden pained him to no end. He hadn't known you for a long time, but Simeon cared for you.
"Please, don't say such words. You are not a burden but a lovely and strong woman. Also, I pray that nothing happens to you. God knows I would miss you dearly...” 
Simeon took your hands in his and gave a gentle smile, "Know I am here for you and always will be. If you ever feel as though no one cares, then think of me." 
Luke heard a lesser demon threatening you and considered getting Simeon, but the young angel froze when he heard you say no one cares about you and you are a burden. 
He ran to you and asked, "Are the demons hurting you? Are the brothers not protecting you?"
Luke shook his head and balled his fists. "How can you say that? I care about you! Simeon cares about you, so does Solomon. Don't insult yourself either!" 
He paused to study your face and pouted, "I think of you as my sister...and I don't want anything to happen to you. Simeon thinks of you as a dear friend, and he doesn't want anything to happen to you either." 
Luke threw his arms around you and whispered, "I will not let anyone hurt you, especially not a demon." 
Solomon wasn't sure what to feel when he heard you tell a lesser demon to kill you that instant. He intervened and sent the fiend flying before the fiend could hurt you.  
"Would you kindly answer why you asked the demon to kill you?"
Your reply didn't settle well with the magician, but he was amused that you managed to speak those words so calmly. 
"Everyone has a purpose in life, and it's up to the individual to find it. Why refer to yourself as a burden? I surely wouldn't consider you to be a burden, and I'm certain the brothers, the angels, Barbatos, and even Diavolo feel the same way." 
Solomon was curious about your past but decided to save that subject for a more appropriate time. 
"If it's worth anything, then I can honestly say that I care about you. But, if you want to test out your 'no one cares' theory, then try telling a demon to kill you in front of the brothers and watch their reactions." 
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