#Diavolo x reader
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Mc: Are we dating?
Lucifer:*spits out drink*
Lucifer: What? No-
Mc: You called me "my love" and "sweetheart" this morning!
Lucifer:*nervous laughter* I call all my friends that.
Diavolo:*tearing up* Well you never called me that!!
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This can be part 2 or a stand alone story you can read this as is or read Dia's Safe Haven first (click here)
Safe Haven ~Another Story~
A Diavolo Barbatos x GN! MC fanfic
Trigger warning: Insane deadly stunt but not suicide, please don't read if you have this triggers. And please don't try this at home... or anywhere
As long as the most precious people in his life are happy, it is enough for Barbatos.
Yet, a flame inside him keeps on burning... more... And more...
He won't say it. Seeing as that person is so enraptured with the man he called his master. How his master treasured their company. He is just happy as the two smile, hand in hand.
He couldn't remember when it all started. When was the time his spring bloomed? Was it when he got a glimpse of their smile, the time they and the prince were secretly fleeing for their safe haven? Was it when they would help him tend with the preparation and cleaning after the afternoon tea? Or maybe the times they always insist on lending a hand on the endless work he had? Maybe after learning how keen their eyes are, being able to distinguish when he is at his limit despite hiding it so well? Or probably when he witnesses the fire in their eyes, their passion in everything they do? He had a means to confirm it, shouldn't Diavolo forbid him from using it on such trivial things.
Disobeying the future king's order is out of question. It's not like he has any plans in doing so. He doesn't have any reasons to. Everyone knows how loyal he is to his liege. A logical subject who wants nothing but happiness and the best for him and the Devildom.
Yet for a moment, he thought of telling them the bond Diavolo kept on disregarding without even meeting the lady. Without looking through his vision, It doesn't sit well with him. Like it will all go wrong once the glass is tipped off and make a big mess on everything around it.
But he didn't. Not when Diavolo commanded him to keep it a secret. Not when it is going so well with the two; when they have each other as their safe haven.
Barbatos won't deny the sour taste in his mouth whenever he sees them holding hands. The sting every time they embrace each other. The pang squeezing his heart whenever he would witness them kiss passionately, hovering over the cliff beside the blinding sunset. He won't admit it either.
Gazing at a flower nourished with care from a distance is better than plucking it and keeping it to yourself. The flower is blooming so beautifully, cultivated with the sunlight and nourishment.
With no way of extinguishing it, the flame inside him kept on burning stronger... Stronger...
The only way to quell it is to convince himself his master and the one who brought him his bittersweet spring, is satisfied with each presence.
Until it is not.
Princess Rosa showed up that night. She took Diavolo's heart by storm. Diavolo did the same. The gear of destiny was returned to where it was supposed to be.
The glass was tipped. The flower, oblivious, was stained with the murky liquid, losing its vibrant colors. And without being able to do anything, it was deprived of warmth and care. It was withering, in darkness, in chilliness.
"They should see the light at least." Barbatos decided to defy Diavolo for the very first time. To do what he thinks is right.
"I hate to break it to you but the lady you met back then, is the Young Master's... fiancée and his soulmate." How Barbatos wished they just spilled their tears, seeing how the fire in their eyes died instead. He is the one who snuffed it out. He killed the fire that he had loved.
"I... see... Thank you for telling me this." It broke him into pieces, seeing as to when they should have been seeking comfort, they chose to act strong.
"... I'm sorry I brought trouble to you." And as sharp as always, they saw through him, and thought of him even at a time like that.
"Thank you, really..." Barbatos couldn't do anything but watch their back fade from his view. How could he offer relief, if they kept that face and silently wished for him to believe they are a strong person? How could he?
"What is the meaning of this, Barbatos?" Of course Diavolo is displeased. He's been a loyal butler until that moment.
"I truly apologize, Young Master. I will accept any punishments." The upset prince stared at him as he calmly stood his grounds. He did what he did.
"I see... I'll let this one slide. But remember, I don't want any mishaps like this in the future. Keep your hands off Y/N."
"I will, Young Master." Diavolo didn't bat another glance at him before heading to his study.
Diavolo found him out. And his last command made him unable to do anything for them.
All he could do is watch his flower lose its hue. Cast in the shadow he witnessed, how rather than growing a stronger stem, it developed thorns. He witnessed how their orbs full of light became a pitless abyss when they thought they're alone.
Yet, Barbatos also saw how this flower kept on blooming facing Diavolo's farewell. Their sun waning from their horizon. Fighting the impulse to ever lash and make anything harder for him.
Just like how they could read him, he knew everything about them.
The day had come. It's a joyous occasion, when Diavolo was finally crowned as the King and... tying the knot with Princess Rosa.
It's not like Barbatos isn't glad for his lord. He found true love. The kingdom finally has it's official Rulers after a fairly long time.
Barbatos is glad for the Devildom. But knowing someone he loved is suffering, he can't bring himself to be truly happy.
He glanced around and saw them walking towards the married royalties. They seemed normal, equally celebrating the event.
They were smiling, placing a hand on their chest, "Congratulations to your Wedding, our new King and Queen. I wish nothing but prosperity to the land of Devildom and... happiness to the both of you." A lie. It was a lie, hidden beneath their bowed head. Inside the pair of abyss only the butler knew.
As much as he wanted, it is impossible to keep his eyes on them the whole time, as the place is as busy as it can get.
Soon, Barbatos' heart jumped out of his throat. They... disappeared from the scene. He swiftly searched for Lucifer to leave his post to him and scanned the party once more.
Nothing. He couldn't find them. Leaving them alone is the last thing Barbatos wants to do. They are in no state to be able to watch for themself.
However, if they really want to be alone, there is only one place they would run to.
He found them there. In their safe haven... or atleast, used to be.
Even from a distance, he could feel it. The wrath flaring from them. Pain, sorrow, rage, envy. All of the dark emotions they kept to themself. The feelings only this secret shadow knows beside the person themself.
"WHY?! What did I do to deserve this?!" He may not be able to understand everything they say. The pain and sorrow of being unable to be with someone you truly love. To express what you really feel for them.
He watches them move to the forget-me-nots they once took good care of. It was still vivid to his mind. How they would carefully water it and tend to it almost everyday. How they would gently caress it. With tender gaze they would mumble Diavolo’s name. And presently, how they suddenly… ravish it.
“What useless plants!!” They yank it from the roots; tear it with fury, not minding the cuts and splinters it caused on their palms.
"True love?! It was only me from the very start!!" He couldn’t do anything. He can’t disobey any more of his master’s command. He could only peer as the flowers were torn into pieces. His flower… and two hearts break ruefully, dreadfully.
When the flowers were no more, they cried, they screamed, piercing through his ears-- stabbing through his heart.
As the sky is covered with the familiar hues of red, they looked at the tip of the cliff. Each step they took towards it increased the drumming inside his chest. Bit by bit, he could feel his throat dry up.
When they faced their back on the deadly cliff, his breath hitched.
"Wha..." It was a dejavu. At times he would feel something more than a tingle on the base of his foot. The moments he would repeatedly want to jump to the sheer drop whenever they do. He barely manages to stop himself every time, knowing Diavolo is there for them.
But there’s no Diavolo. There’s no one who will save them.
They will die.
“... No...” it was a soundless howl, as if a jab hit his lungs.
Barbatos has never been as fast as he is at that moment. To hell with Diavolo’s command. Never in his wildest dreams did he think that phrase would cross his mind.
As they lay onto nothingness, Barbatos reached their spot. And without wasting a second he reached for their hand stretched towards the golden and red sky; reaching for the hue they love so much.
Just for today. He’ll curse Diavolo, just for today. For being unable to stand his words. For falling for someone he said he won’t be able to. For breaking a human’s heart. For giving them false hope.
For robbing them of their safe haven.
“Please don’t do this...” this time he'll protect them. Unlike his master, who neglected them.
"I pledge I will never leave you. You don't have to suffer alone anymore. So please, will you give me your permission?" After a moment of them being a crying mess, Barbatos finally asked, letting go from the embrace to gaze at their face.
"I—there's no way you..." Shock, confusion and concern were plastered on their face as they tried to peer in his orbs to no avail. Their eyes were too puffy and vision was too fuzzy. "...but why me?"
"Why can't it be you?" but he returned it with another question, wiping a remnant of tears on their completely red and swollen eyes.
"I'll only hurt you. You'll only feel miserable for choosing someone who doesn't love you."
Removing his arm around them, he knelt on one knee and gently yet firmly, grasped their palm between his own. "The only dream I truly had in this long life I had is to be able to touch and take care of the flower I have always been watching from afar. And it’ll break me so, to see it wither all over again. So, will you let me cherish and support the most beautiful flower I have ever seen?"
All the words were blocked in their throat as sobs were threatening to spill again. They were too overwhelmed with the sensation. It was the familiar heart-warming, compassionate feeling they’ve longed for seemingly an eternity. They felt so happy yet distressed… for at the back of their mind, something is this hoping that the prince was the one holding them.
With one hand Barbatos pulled a handkerchief, to wipe the tears flowing from their eyes again, the other hand still holding their’s.
"...Bar...ba–" they couldn’t even utter his name between their sobs. I don’t want to hurt you… Unconsciously, they also clasped his hand in theirs, pulling it to their trembling lips.
"To bring back your smile will also be my happiness." Barbatos smiled softly from the gesture, as he pulled them for another embrace.
"I will be your safe haven."
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a Diavolo x GN! MC fanfic
Trigger warning: Insane deadly stunt but not suicide, please don't read if you have this triggers. And please don't try this at home... or anywhere
It is their sanctuary. A place that has everything they could wish for...
if only, fate isn't fickle...
"If I jump, will you save me again?"
"What a wretched soul I have..."
It’s been an hour since they were staring far in the horizon. Dusk is on its way, with the lake gulping the sun whole to bring forth darkness in the grassy land they’re on. That place is secluded, surrounded with trees serving as its walls. As if it were cradling them away from everything.
It's not their first-time watching day turn to night on where they are. They’ve known that spot enough to vividly paint the place on a whim.
It was neither a simple place as it seems. That place is a part of the human realm, untouched by anyone but two persons— them and Diavolo. A place which witnessed how the said Prince dropped on his knees and confessed he likes them. The place they admit they felt the same.
The place where they held hands in their secret rendezvous; times where the Future king would go to whenever he ran away from his endless responsibilities for a day and spend it with them, with words of affections and adorations for each other. It is their safe haven.
The Forget-me-not flowers they planted are blooming around them. As the two sat beneath the shade of the tree, appreciating the presence of the flowers and each other.
Diavolo has a habit of caressing their cheeks, brushing strands of their locks past their ears, as he embraces them as if they were the most precious treasure, he has ever held. Those smiles he would beam; brighter than the sol they always see. "You're the most beautiful being I have ever seen." And they would smile back, with their feelings overflowing so much they would always pour it back to him with a kiss.
But being always in that place doesn't mean they never left it. There are times they would give him a heart attack by literally jumping off the edge of the cliff. The demon prince then would follow them in a snap, before transforming right before their eyes and seizing them.
They knew it was a foolish thing to do. No sane person would ever carry out such dumb, dangerous stunt. They do have a magic or two under their sleeves should Diavolo fail the task. Spells they would feverishly study and tirelessly practice for the sake of the success of the Exchange Student program; for the sake of making Diavolo proud of them. So, they studied hard, yet fools only around their beloved.
So, they kept on flying off to the danger at every given chance. For the feeling during the times they would fall, they had the best view they could ever see in their lifetime. How the demon they ever loved could be so... breathtaking. Turning into his demon form—metamorphosing like a dazzling butterfly, his red locks fluttering in the wind, with such golden ornaments, such golden eyes reflecting the radiance of the sun. And most of all, such playful, thrilled smiles they would willingly lay their life just to see. He seems like the mesmerizing golden red dusk. He may be a demon, but Diavolo is much more divine than the angels in their eyes.
And to think that such an ambrosial prince would hold them in his firm arms, and bury them in his well-toned chest before gliding up in the air. They really love the feeling. Akin to the flowers they cultivate symbolizes, he is their true love.
"Should we land back on the top of the land?"
"Just a little bit longer." Humming, they would place a peck onto the tip of his horn or temple whenever they would request something so badly, which then would receive a chuckle from the Demon. "Hahaha, what a pampered human... Alright, just a little bit longer." And who knows how long they stay in the air. Then they would share small talks back on the cliff, and soon be bombarded with tons of messages and missed calls from the butler and the right-hand man. They would head back home after that, before the said aides decide to search for them and find their secret haven.
It was all they could ever wish for. An everlasting love to carry inside their mortal heart.
They have everything they could ask for, until that day comes. A moonless, rainy night during the celebration of Diavolo's birth.
"I'm glad to finally meet you, the Future King of Devildom." …the day she came. Rosa, a rather respected princess, and the daughter of Queen Rose.
"...N-No, the pleasure is mine." Whether he was flustered by her sudden appearance or not, something was rather amiss. His gaze towards her was different than anything they've ever seen him make. So different yet... familiar. Like the way his eyes sparked of reverie the day they first met, except it was more profound.
Diavolo sighed, "I'm telling you, you don't have to worry. You know you're the one I love." It was nothing, he said. It was only in their imagination, he said. Even so, the connection between the two they perceived every time the two met on business, felt so real.
They were so anxious, so angry they wanted to explode. They want to blame it all on that demon princess who appeared out of nowhere, and brought everything to a big mess! They wanted to lash at her, right from the deepest pit of their stomach!
...Yet, they didn't.
They simply can't. Not when she was like an angel who descended in the land of darkness.
So pure yet so wise, so diligent and well-versed. She is strong-willed and rather capable in every aspect. She doesn't deserve to be blamed for something she didn't mean to do. It was merely a work of two hearts naturally falling for each other. It was inevitable.
Instead of brooding without doing anything, they will fight. They will fight for what's theirs. For what's right. For the specks of affection left inside Diavolo. For their love, they won't give up.
Or so they thought...
"Y/N, would you mind having tea with me later?" Barbatos asked for their attendance.
But unlike the usual afternoon tea they always share with the butler, "Where's Diavolo?" ... the prince is not around.
"The Young master has prior engagement and brought Lucifer in my stead. My apologies if it was not to your liking."
"Ahh, no. I didn't mean it like that. It's just that... having snacks with only you are unusual." It's not unusual. Rather, it never occurred even once. Diavolo tends to postpone the teatime for another time whenever he can't go, as Barbatos always join his absence.
"Actually, I asked you today about an important matter to discuss."
"...Is it related to Diavolo and me, isn't it?" They shouldn't have asked him. They hated themself for asking Diavolo's attendant.
"Yes. To be precise, it is about your relationship and the lady you met during Young master's birthday. I believe you have the right to know this." They held their breath. "I hate to break it to you but the lady you met back then, is the Young Master's... fiancée and his soulmate." The words that came off Barbatos' lips felt like cold water dumped on them.
They just want to end the conversation right there and leave the garden as fast as they can, but they forcefully pull themself together and learn the whole truth, as painful as it is for them. "...Fiancee, you said? And what do you mean by soulmate?"
"For every heir of the throne, there is a prophecy foretelling the righteous betrothed one fated for them. This Oracle has never once failed in predicting who..." Barbatos paused, evaluating whether they could take any more. "...would help the Ruler in bringing prosperity in the Devildom."
After a minute of silence, they spoke. "Does Diavolo know all about this? About her?"
"Yes... but I swear in my name, he has always wanted to be free of the prophecy and achieve prosperity through his own power."
"Where is he headed to at the moment?"
"..." Barbatos' silence tells them everything. He is with her. That's all that they needed to know.
"I... see... Thank you for telling me this."
"I— no, I don't deserve such words from you." They shook their head, "You still disclosed this even when Diavolo wanted to keep it a secret from me. I'm sorry I brought trouble to you."
"It was my own choice. I'm just doing what I think is right."
"Thank you, really..."
They left the castle, thinking a lot of things but also finally enlightened.
They never had Diavolo's heart from the start.
He is the future of the Devildom, the future of all the demons who could easily outlive them. And for that he needs an Empress who can fully support him and bear another long-lived heir. His soulmate, his forever, his other half. Everything that they could never be.
Their life is short. His' is not. He could never fathom the extent of his life like they could. That is also the reason why they could love him until the day they cease to exist, a mere blink to him.
As obvious as the glaring sun that blinds them atop that cliff, his love... is gone.
They could see it in his eyes. Every day he spends with them, his mind is somewhere else.
Even in their favorite place, his embraces were still as cold as the mountain's peak. His smile is too forced, like a one man playing before their eyes. His kisses were prickling and painful. And his gaze... He is suffering.
Like they were.
"Forgive me." It was for the Devildom, he said. His head hangs low, wearing that distressed expression.
"Hey, lift your head? The future king shouldn't bow to anyone." They smiled, cupping his cheeks to raise his face.
"Look, I understand." It was a surprise they didn't shed a drop of tear, as they pat his head gently. "Follow your heart. You'll become a great king."
He made a wise decision, to choose his bond that suddenly came that day. Someone who really owns Diavolo's heart per destiny's decree. The heart they thought he offered back then, with the trees, and the cool breeze, and the swaying leaves, and the sunset as their witnesses. The heart they thought were already theirs. The heart that slipped from their fingers as he let go of their hand when Diavolo locked eyes with his fated one.
Diavolo's love is fleeting. Or maybe it was never love from the start, but a mere curiosity on his end. A misconception, but it doesn't matter anymore. They already knew the answer.
He already achieved his true love, holding his Empress in white. He wears that smile, much, much brighter than anything they have ever seen.
The bells sing with the crowd in jubilation. It is a merry occasion, with the official new rulers of the Devildom. All were so elated.
Except for one. "What a wretched soul I have..." they uttered under their breath. They couldn't take the sight. With the man they so love to be happy in someone's arms. Rage was boiling inside them. Staying there for a second longer and they would definitely ravage everything. So, they fled the scene, escaping to their secret place surrounded by the lake and the sea of trees.
They wanted to let it all out. Pain, sorrow, rage, envy. They were overflowing with emotion more than they could take. It should be them, placing a ring on his finger! the one smiling and crying of happiness as he makes a vow! The one who should be kissing him in front of thousands of witnesses!
"WHY?! What did I do to deserve this?!" The swaying blue and white Forget-me-nots they took with utmost care came to view. "What useless plants!!" They cried out, yanking and tearing everything off the soil. "True love?! It was only me from the very start!!"
All they could do was cry. Scream until their throat goes dry, until their voice disappears.
When all energy left their body, they slumped in the grassy land they’re on. In that secluded place, surrounded with trees serving as its walls. As if it were cradling them away from everything. Hiding their wretched self from everyone.
Dazed, they stared at the sky for an hour. As its hue turns from light blue to red, their mind gets clearer. That's when they heard a familiar sound. They followed it on the tip of the cliff.
It was the roaring waves beneath the land mass. It seems like it's continuing the cries they couldn't do anymore. Roaring like it was spilling the emotions inside them.
"If I jump, will you save me again?" They spoke to the man who is no longer in that secret place. It will never be a safe haven for them anymore.
"I want to be saved by you one more time." I want to be embraced by you one last time.
They faced their back to the rim of the cliff, and took a step backward. A foot standing on a void. And so, their body tipped, losing the other foot from the ground. As their balance disappears, they see nothing but the golden rays of the sunset and the redness of the dusk. So red like Diavolo's locks, golden like his eyes. There's nothing but only traces of him; of the man who doesn't really love them as he promised.
This is foolish... They thought. They're all alone. No Diavolo will fly down and save them anymore.
"I should go home..." Dying here would only hurt him... They whispered as the firm breeze swirls beneath, ready to catch them. After all, no one will save me but I... thinking of that, another pang spiked their heart.
But the wind spell they casted couldn't catch them. When they should have been falling, a hand appeared and pulled them in an embrace.
"Please don't do this..." it was not the warmth they were expecting. Yet, streams began flowing down their cheeks, in comfort of another’s arms. With their hoarse voice they sob the sorrow of losing their safe haven.
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¡Los chicos de Obey me! Reaccionan a los gemidos de MC durante una acalorada sesión de besos.
Recuerden que estas son traducciones. He pedido permiso a escritores originales.
Este en particular le pertenece a esta personita / Original Owner: @victors-toe
-No es NSFW, solo sugestivo. Un poco subido de tono.
Lo encontraría extremadamente entretenido. Honestamente sería muy encantador que él pueda satisfacer a su humana tanto con solo una besos.
El con seguridad esta oportunidad para jugar contigo. Lanzando comentarios como “No hemos llegado al evento principal, y aun así estas tan ansiosa por mi…”
El simplemente ama escuchar tus pequeños gemidos de placer cuando él te atrae en un beso mas profundo. Sabiendo que este acto tan simple puede convertirte nada más que un pequeño caos en sus manos alimentando su orgullo.
¿Su fachada de chico grande? Adiós.
Mammon se convierte en un caos completo sonrojado una vez que escucha tus gemidos contra sus labios, causando que sus manos empezaran a inquietarse las cuales estaban en tus caderas.
El simplemente lo ignoraría al final preguntando qué estaba mal, exclamando que él es muy experimentado con este tipo de cosas.. Tú sabes, como un mentiroso.
En su interior, no puede contenerse pero está extremadamente feliz. Tal vez era solo su codicia hablando, pero el hecho de que él era el único que podía escuchar esos pequeños gemidos tuyos era suficiente para encender un fuego en su interior.
El para ser honesta estaría tan sonrojado como tu.
Tan pronto como escuchó el gemido salir de tus labios, su rostro se torno en un tono brillante de rojo. El ya estaba avergonzado con solo los besos, pero…¿esto? El no podía simplemente mirarte a los ojos.
Él se aleja, dejando caer su rostro en la curva de tu cuello para esconder su vergüenza. Si le das un beso gentil en su cabello, o solo pasar tus dedos a través de este, el probablemente adquiera suficiente valor para volverte a besar mas apasionadamente que antes. ¡Solo déjalo recargar su estamina primero!
Él definitivamente se sorprende, pero eso no detiene su sonrisa traviesa cruce por sus rasgos de demonio.
Similar a Lucifer, Satan no tendría miedo de molestarte por tus pequeños sonidos. Te empujaría contra una de sus estanterías, inclinándose para susurrar dulcemente en tu oído “¿No quieres que nadie más nos escuche? ¿Verdad? “
Él lo usaría como su pequeño juegp, tratar de mantenerte tan silenciosa como sea posible mientras te sigue besando bruscamente, sus dientes dando pequeños mordiscos a tu labios inferior mientras sus manos viajan a otros lugares.
¡El probablemente sea el más incontrolable de los hermanos!
Él intencionalmente trataría de hacerte soltar tus pequeños sonidos, para después actuar como si no fuera a propósito.
“¿A qué te refieres? ¡Solo te estaba besando!” Diría, molestando mientras hincha sus mejillas.
Seguramente trataría de hacer de la sesión de besos en algo más, sin importarle si tus gemidos se intensifican o no. Especialmente si gimes su nombre.
Él honestamente lo considera muy tierno… después de preguntar si estas bien.
Al inicio se preocuparía, sin notar que solo fue un simple gemido. Él siempre está asustado de lastimar a su humana por su gran fuerza, así que cuando empezaste a hacer sonidos contra sus labios, él se preocupó genuinamente por ti. ¿Lo estaba haciendo muy brusco? ¿No lo estabas disfrutando?
Después de explicarle que es completamente lo contrario, él dejó escapar una pequeña risa, antes de llenar todo tu rostro con sus besos, exclamando lo adorable que eres.
Honestamente, él estaría medio dormido durante la mayoría de las sesiones de besos, causando que despertase de su sueño cuando escuchó tus gemidos.
El absolutamente ama escucharte a pesar de sus pequeños esfuerzos; despertarlo de tal manera hacía maravillas, sin importar cuán somnoliento pueda estar en el momento… Lo cual también significa que debes lidiar con un Belphie irritado.
Si estuvieras encima de su pecho mientras se besan, él no tendría miedo de llevar sus manos a explorar por todo tu cuerpo, agarrando desesperadamente tu trasero mientras ansioso tira de tu cuerpo para profundizar el beso.
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Mc:" now explain to me how I've become the voice of reason in a house full of homicidal, territorial demons?
Barbatos points to mc: "judge-'
Points too the demon bro's:" jury -"
Points to Lucifer: "executioner -"
Barbatos: "as soon as they started existing all common sense just left the realm. so..."
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POV: You destroyed Levis whole TSL collection by mistake
Lovely commission idea by @freshavacadosrv on insta
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tldr: hnng lucifer and luke brainROT but luke is OLDER and there is SEXUAL HINTS and there is DEATH and there is SADNESS and there is PAIN and there is CIGARETTES
thank you for coming to my ted talk. obey me brainrot begins now.
Things could have done differently. Luke used to dwell on it, but now there was no point in dwelling on it. No matter how much he looked back on it there was nothing else he could fix.
He turns to look at Lucifer. He's changed so much, fallen so far from that angel he used to idolize. Lucifer is lying beside him engaging in his newest hobby: smoking. It suits him, the corruption of your body from the inside out. But it doesn't suit Lucifer, the right hand man of the Devil King Diavolo.
Lucifer's stubble has gotten a little bit longer and paired with his cigarette it makes it obvious something is wrong. Lucifer is staring straight ahead, thinking. Luke can't stop staring and he doesn't know what compels him but he grabs the cigarette out of Lucifer's mouth, crawls across his chest and puts it out on the ashtray on the nightstand.
Lucifer takes the chance to snake his arm around Luke's waist and holds him there. "Mind telling me what that's for?"
Luke settles in, lying on top of Lucifer. "You know you're not okay right? I thought you gave me a long winded speech about how 'demons aren't all bad and stop saying demons are lesser' and all that crap. Did I miss when it went out the window or-"
Lucifer gives a harsh spank to Luke and he lets out a yelp.
"Hush angel. Behave and go to sleep."
Luke blushes and loops his arms around Lucifer's neck and mutters a 'yes sir' as he falls asleep.
I wish I never asked to stay at the House of Lamentation with you.
"You think you get a choice, human?", Lucifer had bellowed in that tomb.
Luke remembers the brothers, mute and scared. Beel had fear in his eyes, but it was a fear he was used to with how often his brother had clashed with Lucifer.
He remembers you, stepping in the way, "What are you going to do Lucifer? Lock him away like you did Belphegor?"
And that is when Luke wished Simeon had been there to offer guidance. It was never the angels, with pure robes and smooth skin, feathered wings, coming down from the clouds with a halo of light about them blowing trumpets declaring war. It was a human saying a few spiteful words that divided the brothers and ultimately allowed the demons to become something that should have been angel-exclusive: pure.
I should never have come here, Luke believes as he stares at Lucifer, a fallen angel with dark corrupted wings, horns, and claws. An aberration in His idea of an angel. An aberration who refused Him. Pure corruption.
Luke ends up at the same thought: if I hadn't gone to you and sought safety with you, would that have kept you alive? Would it have kept the world Father loved so much alive?
Luke wakes up to soft murmurs, feels Lucifer's mouth moving against his hair, "Stay here with me love. Stay with me."
It's dark. Luke can't see anything but he can feel the rumble of Lucifer's voice in his chest and is lulled back into a sleep by it.
"How could you do that to your own brother?!"
For once Mammon was welcome to talk, welcome to voice what was on everyone's minds.
Luke remembers the way Beelzebub had seemed hollow then, empty when he said "I trusted you."
It's then that the split occurs, that the idea of family splits exactly like it's pronunciation. The first half (Levi, Mammon, and Beelzebub) are against Lucifer. They have one idea in mind that leads them to rebelling against Lucifer, and Diavolo. The last half do something unforgivable, they (Asmo, Satan) side with Lucifer, knowing his power as the eldest and right hand of the Devildom Prince. The second half, the one directly in the middle, Is Lucifer.
He has an oath, a responsibility to withhold to protect Lilith, to protect his brothers. You of course, had sided against Lucifer. You and him had always been neutral, but you bordered a hindrance, even if he was fond of you.
Luke remembers you siding with Mammon, you two forever by each other's side. You two were always more than a human and a demon with a pact.
Luke wonders the unspoken question: what ever happened to Lucifer's brothers?
Luke is woken up by Lucifer calling his name.
“You’ve slept long enough.”
Lucifer is getting ready, he's sitting on the side of the bed, his back to Luke as he buttons down his white collared shirt. Luke stares at Lucifer's back, the shoulder blades where wings should have been. Luke feels his wings on his back, right on his shoulder blades and the bigger ones below it.
Lucifer finishes buttoning his shirt and turns around to look at Luke, "Well good morning angel."
His stubble is gone and it makes him look cleaner, less beaten down.
"Do I have to go with you today?"
Lucifer shifts his body so Luke, still lying chest down on the bed, has his full attention. "I'd prefer it, yes. The House has demons visiting currently and are helping our King Diavolo prepare for the summit. The Tribunal will also be holding council."
Luke doesn't want to go. He has no problem with the demons, he's learned that no matter where he goes he will never be free of them but it's the Tribunal that scares him. He doesn't want Solomon, Simeon, or Michael to see him like this.
Lucifer reaches out for the collar around Luke's neck. "I'll take it off temporarily for the Tribunal love."
Lucifer's eyes look sad then, and Luke doesn't know why: Does he want to keep the collar on or does he know something about the Tribunal Luke doesn't?
"I know you don't want to come angel but the Tribunal is making a decision today and it affects you too."
Luke nods and starts to get up. He lets out a yawn and stretches. Lucifer takes the chance to cup Lukes face and place a kiss on his neck. Luke blushes and covers his face with his hands, hiding behind them.
Lucifer wants to remember Luke like this. This older Luke, that's taller, leaner, and with less fat on his face. This Luke with the short blonde hair that's so soft, absolute heaven to touch, with his angel wings behind him, pure white.
Lucifer wants it to be like this, just him making Luke blush with no one else around, no problems.
It's unrealistic and wrong to dwell in the past. Nothing can change it. Lucifer sees no problem with wishing for a moment to last forever.
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Not some of the female Obey Me! fans getting pissed off at the male Obey Me! fans cause they’re male. 🤨
Erm, isn’t MC gender neutral in the game? There is no she/her, it’s they/them. Just because MC is a pink sheep does not mean that they can only be female. If the game wanted female fans only, they would have made the MC she/her.
That’s why so many people are in love with this game, because it is gender neutral. So many dating sims and otome games have the standard “young woman with brown hair, white pale fair skin, and brown eyes” as their MC. They immediately label their MC so much to where it can be hard for certain ones to relate to it. Obey Me! is their haven of peace. Males, Non-binary, and or Trans peoples don’t have to worry about not being accepted or not because every aspect of the game is built around YOU — the MC, not the characters or what the devs want. You can’t say it’s a girl’s game because it isn’t and wasn’t made to be that way.
And even if MC was identified as a female in the game, males have a right to play the game still… I mean it’s free and it’s not like they can’t just replace the pronouns with their own when they read the dialogue. The males of Obey Me! are just as into it as y’all, instead of detesting them, love and accept them as fellow fans.
Ladies, stop trying to take everything away from the guys, learn how to share. 🙄✋
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Imagine Barbatos making cookies for you before he leaves and they look like little hearts, but one of them is a broken heart and when Barbatos comes to see you again your like “ty for the cookies they were rlly good but I noticed that one was a broken heart and I was curious why” and he’s like “ah I apologize if I had confused you it’s just when I was making the cookies the heartbreak I felt from having to leave you for awhile must have transferred on to them”
This was rlly bad-
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HC’s for level of protectiveness Part 2 (Asmo and Beel)
Heyyyyyo you guys!!!! hope you guys have been getting enough sleep and been taking care of yourselves!!!
Here is the next part of the levels of protectiveness for the rest of the bros. I will also put up one more part up, hopefully soon which is for the rest of the characters but anywhooooo hopefully you guys enjoy it.
Also I am not going to put the long explanation about what this HC is and how i’ve gone about characterising them. Please just refer to the first part to see that which i’ve linked here I will put the list up soooo yeahhh!!!!
Enjoy and as always please reblog (but not repost), request and like thankuuuuuu!!
Summary: How do the boys take care of you? (The list below is kind of like roughly who is most to least protective so this makes sense though overall they are all bloody protective. Also Luke = Baby therefore platonic )
Solomon and Diavolo (tied)
TW: None (let me know if they are any)
Okieeee so full disclosure, I made this set of head canons mainly because I really wanted to write for Asmo. Just the image or idea of someone who may not seem protective or confrontational just absolutely threatening and battering the crap out of someone for the person they love is just soon cute and concerning but we will just stick to cute.
Okay getting down to it, so we know Asmo loves himself the most, the life of the party and the prettiest being there ever was therefore to that end you don't think he would ever get physical in a fight. He would never put himself in a position to threaten his beauty right? But I think for you, he most certainly would. I know it sounds contradictory but I genuinely think he would. Asmo in my opinion is not just the most vocal, but the best at voicing his love and care for you. He is constantly telling you he loves you, and unlike the others, his pride doesn't stop him, nor does his tsundere-ness. He is open and proud about it. Sometimes, yes it gets hard to see he is genuine because he is flirty with basically everyone but even then I think its easy later on. With that in mind, I genuinely think his love for you would make him incredibly protective of you especially in an emotional sense.
One of the reasons for his protectiveness in my opinion is just the idea that you depend on him. I think he is very similar to Mammon in this regard. In Asmo’s case its because he is one of the youngest. I mean you've seen the way he coddles Belphie and Beel. I just think to him he likes playing the big brother role and in his case Beel and Belphie actually do go to him when they need him. In that sense he likes that you depend on him. I think because he is seen as the more feminine brother, a lot of people put him to the side and don't take him seriously. But when you depend on him to protect you it makes him feel seen. Actually Mammon and Asmo are very similar in many of their reasons for protecting you. Both have a love for you that seems very pure, not that the others don't love you, but I think Asmo and Mammon do the best job at separating you from Lilith and, therefore, have their own reasons for loving you. One of which is just that you are you. I think the main area in which Mammon and Asmo differ is Mammon is equally protective of you in a physical and emotional sense whereas Asmo is definitely more emotionally protective. Thats not to say he wont get physical for you, but I think that physical aggression for Asmo happens more when he feels like you are being emotionally threatened. Another reason I think he would be protective of you is that you are the second most beautiful person to him, and he wouldn't want anyone to take that position. I know he believes himself to be the most beautiful being and all that but I definitely think a big part of that is how much you help him believe that. Its just you help him feel like he is the most beautiful being. Saying that, a big manner in which he is protective is making you sure you feel the way you make him feel. He gets incredibly protective when your sense of confidence is being threatened.
Another thing to note is that I think Asmo is the most vocal about his love for you and therefore seems the most passionate. He is always telling you that he loves you and asks you to love him in return. With that said I definitely think he is more protective on an emotional level rather than physical. I think on a physical level, he gets protective if its just you guys, as in none of the other boys are there. If its just you guys and you are in some form of physical danger, he will obviously step in. But if the other boys are around in he will be much more concerned about not letting you see any of the unpleasantness that comes with someone getting beat up. Like Mammon, Asmo’s emotional protectiveness goes beyond just you getting hurt. He loves your happy go lucky nature, you are the second most beautiful person and just so cute and happy. He doesn't want you to start seeing the depravity of the world and so while the other boys are traumatising whoever scared you or threatened you Asmo would be guiding you away,
“M/C doll this way. Why don't you and I go to madame screams huh love? I hear theres a wonderful new cake they have put out! Oooh Solomon why don’t you join yeah? Can you cover M/C’s ears while you're at it hehe”
He won’t want you seeing these things and nor does he want you to get upset while looking at these things. So yeah physically he is protective but only if he needs to be. Emotionally though, if you are in any way getting hurt this boy is about to fuck shit up. Honestly none of them can handle you in a state of distress and practically crumble when you do cry but I see Asmo kind of coddling you the most,
“M/C, oh dear why the tears? Tell me did someone say something or do something? Tell me and i’ll set them straight! Was it Lucifer i’ll go talk to him or we can have a self care day together huh?”
So yeah, if you are ever put in a position of emotional danger, especially if it has anything to do with your sense of confidence, or if anyone makes you doubt yourself, he just cant stand it. He is emotionally incredibly protective and to that end would not hesitate to get physical if it means no one says shit to you.
Asmo is the kind to have burning raging anger. Wings out, eyes glowing and just burning up with anger. I definitely also think he is more the verbal aggression because he knows he would do more damage verbally. He would just humiliate the other person, kill them with words kind of thing.
For example, you guys have gone shopping and as you're leaving someone cuts you guys of. The demon is a jealous succubi and just kind of goes at it, berating you and hitting all your insecurities. It takes a moment for both of you register it. Asmo longer than you because he can’t fathom anyone truly not liking you. At first he thinks he is imagining it. He is standing behind you and so he quickly covers your ears. Asmo would just break them down completely, making them question everyone about themselves. He wouldn't hold back. All you see is the person who offended you get progressively more upset and then they are crying and running away as Asmo removes his hand and turns you to him. He smiles and for a second it just seems so sinister but then he is making sure you are okay and then he is guiding you to do some shopping. For this reason he is probably both the most and least scariest brother at the same time. Least because people don't expect him to throw fists (which again he could do but would rather not) which is the very reason that when he does lose his cool, it seems like it came out of nowhere. I also think Asmo is kind of like a mix of Satan and Mammon in that he knows some experiences are needed in life for you to learn and grow but he doesn't hold Satan’s patience to actually deal with the person after so yeah.
When it comes to his brothers I think Asmo is the one who trusts them the most with you. I think he definitely trusts Lucifer and Satan the most cause he knows they are the most responsible so thats a no brainer. I think he trusts Belphie and Beel a medium amount cause well a) he knows Belphie is soft for you and Asmo is soft for Belphie and b) Beel is the strong one so he knows you should be fine. I do think that he cant decide on where to place himself with the Belphie situation so I feel like Asmo tries not to let it factor in at all when he thinks about you. He trusts Mammon and Levi the least but still good enough. Asmo doesn't like that he trusts them but he does. So yeah, overall Asmo is just such a loving cutie that though he wouldn't like to get physical, he would absolutely do so if he saw you in any kind of emotional pain. He is similar to Mammon just maybe one or two steps down in intensity which is why he is third. I know he doesn't seem like the most protective but I genuinely think, for you, he is is.
Beely Babyyyy!!!! you already know he is one of my favourites. Anywhooo, we all know this boy is a huge softie and you also already know that nothing will keep him from protecting you. Honestly the only reason he isn't number 1 is cause mammon can be a little loco and that crazy intensity is what puts him on the top. Anywhoooo so its easy to guess that Beel is one of the most protective of all the boys. I feel like unlike the others, he subconsciously, from the beginning felt the need to protect you, before you two even got close (except for the one time, he almost tried to eat you). The others like Mammon were TOLD to protect you but I think Beel from the start felt that he needed to look out for you. Once you two spent time together and got close like when you protected Luke and him from Lucifer, it got more cemented that he needed to look out for you. This is very much tied into the whole Lilith thing. I love Beel a lot, the big teddy bear that he is, but I also think besides Belphie he is the worst in separating you from Lilith. Both of them have said that its not the case but I think it took a lot of time for them to get there and so a little bit of Beels protectiveness is definitely driven by that. I mean he is over it now and especially when you get into a relationship with him but for the start it was a definitely a key factor.
I think another huge reason for just his level and intensity of protectiveness is very much tied into his perception of human fragility. Not only is he one of the biggest demons in hell but he is also the strongest. He is aware that the world from your perspective is alot more difficult and dangerous. Things that to him may seem like minor scrapes can be a whole different situation for you. He has seen how easily human bodies can break and as handy as it to scare the human scum on earth its something that really haunts him when it comes to you. The idea that really anything can hurt you or worse, makes it hard for him to relax sometimes. It isn't helped when Satan tells him small facts about all the things that can go wrong with humans. Once for a whole month Beel insisted seeing you eat at least three meals a day plus a snack and you never understood why. He would just sit with a concerned expression and make sure you had eaten enough while eating his own share. It was later when Belphie told you that Satan told Beel that if a human goes a couple of meals without eating they faint. You definitely had a talk with Satan later about needlessly scaring the poor boy. Tied into that, I think one of the most obvious reasons is just Beels size in comparison to almost everyone. The only two who come close are Diavolo, who I think is bigger and Lucifer. Its a wonder with Beel next to you and his size how anyone has any kind of guts to say anything to you but oh well.
Lastly I think its kind of his love language. The way he interacts with all the other boys it kind of makes sense. It makes sense that he is protective of Belphie since he is the youngest but Beel doesn’t need to be protective of Asmo, Levi and even Mammon to a certain extent but he is. He lets them lean on him and jump on him when the are scared even though they are older than him. Its his way of giving back to them in a certain way and I think its the same for you. You take the pain of being hungry away so its only his duty to help you in the best way he can.
With all that said, I think he is definitely more physically protective than emotional. There are no questions about him simply picking you up if another demon gets even remotely physical. I can just see another demon even angrily waving his hands in your direction and Beel gets that pained or confused looking frown and the next thing you know you're up in his arms being placed on his shoulder or being pushed behind him. If the demon still persists which is insanely stupid then Beel is flicking him away kind of like a little bug. Honestly its not too much of a fight. I also think he doesn't want you seeing him in that state of rage. Its one thing to see him like that for food because thats just a big big tantrum but this is physically beating someone. He never wants you to be scared of him. He understands you may be already from the start but he doesn't want to perpetuate that so he rather not pick a fight and just pick you up and leave.
Emotionally Beel isn't that protective but I do think that he is the easiest to talk to only cause you can do so without being interrupted or made to feel bad for anything. Unlike the others he wont come across as condescending or judgemental. He would just sit and look at you with that endeared expression and if you need problem solving he would tell you what he thinks. In the moment if the demon is being mean or crass with you rather than saying anything he would rather let one of the other sharp tongued and quick witted boys help and put the demon in place. Instead he would just quietly lead you away and get ice cream with you.
When it comes around to the other boys and whether he feels satisfied leaving you with them it depends. If its Belphie or Lucifer and Satan he is completely fine because he trusts them the most. Also its obviously clear he has forgiven Belphie. I think he was a little iffy at first solely cause sometimes after being away from someone for so long you forget how to gage their emotions but its fine now. With Mammon and Levi he feels a bit iffy cause they do have a habit of being slightly irresponsible but for the most part he is usually there so its fine. With Asmo his only worry is his lewedness. Sometimes Asmo’s suggestive comments can be too much for someone who has known him for literal eons so Beel can only imagine how it must be for you.
So yeah overall a big big teddy bear is what Beel is. He loves you so much and I feel like seeing you get hurt is something he cant even consider, let alone actually seeing it happen so he is definitely second most protective and you love him for it.
So yeah thats it for this one. I know i could have added someone else bu i also wanted to post something so here we are!!!! Hope you like and as alway please like, reblog and request stufff!!!!
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Hello! So since it’s kind of a snow white AU, and La Squadra are the seven huntsmen/dwarves, who is Prince Charming? Would it be Giorno? Bruno even? Whoever they are, how would the guys react if Prince Charming wanted to whisk the reader away, rescue them even. With the reader’s heart be one over by the prince? Or would she hesitate to leave because she's found a home with the guys? Anyway I love your writing, and I hope this gives you some inspiration for either some fun situations or angst!
I wish you could see how big I smiled when I saw this ask!
Originally this AU started with a prologue about reader's life working at the palace and the event that made them have to escape. It's been sitting around unedited because it doesn't read right yet but I hope to post it soon. The idea was that after the initial escape from the palace reader has many options of what to do- thus different actions cause you to end up in the arms of different potential suitors (so, for example, if you choose to run into the woods you get the La Squadra route). This makes more sense after reading the first part that I'm currently editing- disregard this blurb if it's too confusing- but in the meantime here is a look at more of the characters I hope to write for in this AU!
GET READY FOR EPIC LORE🎉🎉🎉
Bruno is one of the King's most skilled and trusted knights. He is focused and chivalrous on the surface but a bit of an oddball the more you get to know him. Along with that he is quite handsome and attracts the company of many people, making it difficult to catch his attention. He has a band of knights in training that he is almost constantly with and they have a bond stronger than most families bound by blood- it is rumored that they grew so close because they have no families of their own. You piqued Bruno's attention one day while you were caring for his horse in the stables and now every time he sees you out he makes a point to speak to you. You're flustered every time he approaches you- what does that hotshot knight want with you- a dirty little servant? Either way- you bite at your lips and use raspberry juice as rouge every time you think he will be out. Not like you have anything better to do than flirt with a cute knight.
Abbacchio is the mercenary asassin hired to slay our poor reader. A societal outcast- he is often labeled a scoundrel by those who know of him yet is trusted by the king to dispose of any potential threats to the kingdom... And you. Other than being an asassin, he is known for starting barfights and draining towns of their ale, as well as frequenting houses of ill repute. He's what you call a mess. It's as if this man is constantly drowning his sorrows in whatever he can get his dastardly hands on. Only a few people have said to see them together but he seems to be an old friend of the pristine knight Bruno and his gang. How odd.
(Abbacchio is the parallel to the huntsmen that actually tries to slay Snow White in the beginning of the story)
Diavolo is the elusive king who holds an iron grip over your kingdom. You can count on one hand the number of people who have seen his face and lived to see another day. His late wife the queen passed away before reader was employed at the palace and his daughter was married off soon after, leaving him all alone. Little is known about him other than that he is power-hungry and interested in siring an heir to take the throne. None of the people you talk to have any good theories on where the king is- some even believe that he is made up to justify Doppio's seemingly singular power over the kingdom, but the running line is that he supposedly sequesters himself in a high tower on the the west side of the castle where dark velvet curtains shroud out the daylight.
You've always been one for superstitions and loved gossiping but you full on guffawed when one of your friends told you that. You often rested by that very tower after a long day and wondered what was up there- probably a bunch of old paintings and baubles. One day however, when you were alone and resting and feeling particularly observant, you saw the dark velvet curtains were drawn away. Standing at the window was a ghost of a man with long matted hair clutching a quilt around his pasty shoulders peering out over the treeline.
So naturally you waved up at him. He was probably some poor servant dusting ancient tchotchkes that could use some good humor. When you finally caught his attention you showed off the best smile you could muster and shouted up at him to cheer up and try to have a good day. After a long staring contest with him you realized your greeting wasn't well received because the curtains were swiftly drawn shut once more.
What a weird guy. You just shrugged and put it out of your mind-that interaction certainly wouldn't have any consequences...
(Diavolo takes place of the evil queen muahahaha)
Doppio is the king's only confidant and closest advisor. He is the only one who is allowed to see the king, therefore he acts as his eyes ears and mouth. He is jokingly referred to as the puppet king but people who are caught saying that are executed so probably don't. He is second in the chain of command but ironically isn't hated as much as the king. When he's speaking freely he's just kind of... Silly? He doesn't pull the wall over your eyes though- the man doesn't say much other than what he's told to, and what he's told to say is pretty frightening. The king has some whack policy let me tell you.
He rarely comes down to speak with servants but you ended up serving him dinner once or twice- after which apparently you were requested to do so more often. When bringing dinner to his quarters he made idle small talk with you and even offered to share his meal- the juxtaposition of this man had you reeling for days.
(No parallel exactly but he might act kind of like the magic mirror... We shall see!)
Cioccolata is the king's alchemist. He is widely hated for being sadistic and cruel and has faced many allegations of kidnaping servants and civilians to experiment on in the dungeons. You often wonder why he's even around but it's rumored that the king does not show his face because he has always been very sickly, and Cioccolata, as hated as he is, is the only man brilliant and crazy enough to come up with a cure.
You get a chill down your spine every time you see him walking across the grounds and you swear you've caught him staring at you. Unblinking. What a freak.
His pet confidant Secco is similarly malicious but honestly just seems to be along for the ride. He doesn't come out alone much but once, when you were bringing food to the labs, he greeted you before you could leave the food by the door and run which is the unspoken but 100% necessary protocol when bringing them food. He crept close to you in order to sniff at your hair before grabbing the food and locking the lab doors. You hold true your previous sentiment- what a freak.
(an anon submitted a suggestion where the king sends Cio and Secco to attack poor reader so they act not necessarily as a singular character but an extension of the evil queen/Diavolo coming to kill snow white/reader! Hella cool concept anon whoever you are thank you for the idea!)
Giorno is the beloved prince and soon to be king of a faraway kingdom. He is currently on business in Diavolo's lands to discuss the changing relations between their kingdoms, but it is rumored that the young prince plans to wage war and take over. As he is soon to be crowned king, it is also rumored that Giorno is seeking a partner. Potential suitors swarm to him like mayflies around a lake, but it seems like no one has piqued his interest yet...
(So Giorno is our prince charming!)
And of course, La Squadra are the seven huntsmen- seven men who live reclusively in the middle of a dense, frightening wood. They are known as the huntsmen when they enter town, but it is unknown by the public what they actually do. Some members are more friendly than others, and you could maybe talk to them and it would seem normal, but as a rule the townsfolk know to stay away and leave them to do... Whatever business they do. They are slightly infamous and each of the seven men has an appalling reputation all of their own.
(Ofc based on the seven dwarves lol)
With regards to the second part of your ask- that will definitely be a very angsty fic where the reader has to choose between the huntsmen and the prince after some harrowing glass coffin shenanigans - I always planned that their "routes" would intersect with some delicious conflict ψ(｀∇´)ψ
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Obey Me Masterlist
Obey me x reader (No specified relationship/the partner in the relationship isn't heavily featured)-
Congrats, you can kick Dia's ass
While you studied demonology, i studied the blade
Diavolo x reader-
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ok but platonic yandere diavolo
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Debería hacer mi cuenta de Headcanon de todos los juegos otome que he jugado.
Una cuenta en español ya que no he visto.
No sé si soy suficientemente buena. lol.
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Diavolo: Can I ask a dumb question ?
Mc: Better than anyone I know.
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How the Dateables will react to MC being a Gen Z teen. (Platonic)
Brothers react to MC being a Gen Z teen here
He is thrilled. He knew that teens were very much connected with the actual world and they might be willing to help him to make things more fun for the youngest demons.
Asks you about memes and words you might say. If the words "sis", "spill the tea" or "sheesh" are in your daily vocabulary,he will ask every single time).
Very much like Mammon when it comes to overprotective and fun. He is literally that one uncle that buys you things and gets you out of trouble evey time you need to.
If you call him "big brother" he will tear up a little. Being an only child he never knew what having a sibling was like so now he is excited to say the least.
Sneaking out behind Lucifer's back is a must. He really enjoys to do that sort of stuff since both of you get scolded afterwards. You get scolded by Lucifer and he gets scolded by Barbatos every time.
If by any chance he hears you or any of the brothers say that you want something he will get it for you even if it is the dumbest thing.
He wants to know everything about tiktok, twitter,memes absolutely adores everything.
Asks you,Levi and Asmo to create ideas for a new app besides Devilgram.
Gifts you Grimm every time he sees you just for him to be sure that in case of any event you have money.
This man is not surprised at all,he knew but decided to not say anything.
Grows fond of you as much as Diavolo did. Teaches you a lot of life lessons that are very important like "don't trust Mammon with your money" "stop trying to fight with Lucifer" "Don't ask me about your future because it will change it" and his favorite is "Don't let Lucifer tell you that you bother us when you are at the Castle,we love you and we are thrilled to have you here every time."
He is the ultimate dad figure. If for some reason you stay at the Castle you won't be able to sneak out with Diavolo or any of the brothers because he knows.
Bakes things you like when you are not in the mood. Tries new recipes and writes them down for you to keep.
Overprotective AF. This man knows how it's like to loose a loved one and he is not loosing you to anything. He is willing to do everything to keep you alive and with him (not in a yandere way,you dirty people).
Sometimes he stops time just to hang with you,he enjoys his free time and getting to spend it with you is the best.
This man loves to tease you,if you like someone he is going to tease you nonstop.
Get ready to have weekends at the Castle learning to do so many dumb things with Uncle Diavolo and being scolded by Big Brother Barbatos. He is telling you to clean the mess but helps you out since it wasn't only your fault.
When you call him "big brother" his pride can fight Lucifer's. He knows he is a father/brother figure and he is absolutely proud of himself for it.
He is excited. He wants to know how to do things teenagers do.
Practically a babysitter for you and Luke but beware because if you use your puppy eyes he will melt and let you do as you please.
Such a protective man,he knows how dangerous Devildom is and he is very aware of how dangerous the Human world is too. Boy is worried.
Likes to help you with everything you might need. It doesn't matter if it's school work or doing some chores,he will offer his help.
Talks to you about his life in the Celestial Realm and explains to you how the democracy works there.
He takes care of you as much as he takes care of Luke.
He is the type of person who takes pictures of almost everything so be sure that all of the brothers (and probably every person he knows) have deleted all of the embarrassing pictures when you see them.
He is always one step forward to every situation in his life so he knows how to help you balance your life so you can enjoy hobbies and family and friends without being irresponsible with your responsibilities.
Simeon is an excellent caregiver and he knows it but still tries to act like he is not that good to be humble.
He will put some timers in your DDD, computer and TV so he can make sure you don't spend too much time online.
Don't worry tho just ask Lucifer or Levi to take it off.
You and Luke are like siblings now so sleepovers at Purgatory Hall are a regular thing now.
He is so happy honestly. He finally has someone to joke around with and he doesn't feel like the only kid around.
When he rants about his admiration towards Michael please listen to him,even Simeon is kinda bored of hearing the same thing over and over again so please just sit and listen.
Tries to act like he ua the oldest since he is indeed older than you but if you stop him and tell him to cut it off,he will.
Help him get revenge on Lucifer for giving him that stupid nickname.
Befriends you and treats you as good as he treats Simeon. He is very soft and open ups to you very easily.
Sometimes he can just sit and ramble about things that he likes and he doesn't notice but he gets really excited when you lend your ear for him to talk.
He is still kinda scared of the Devildom so he will like to hold your hand while you two walk around town.
He makes sure things that you eat are safe for humans.
"MC,put the ice cream down I don't know if it is safe for you to eat it."
He is like that one cousin that used to be very annoying but he grow up and became very cool.
This boy is just cool to be with and he is not afraid of talking about his fears and feelings with you.
He will try to use you as a lab mouse.
But when you found out that you have magic he is teaching you a lot of stuff.
Most of them are either protective spells or spells you can use to prank the brothers since he is well aware of their soft spot for you.
"We should make a prank in our last day at RAD... Don't look at me like that,MC you know it's a great idea."
I think that at some point in his life he adopted someone as their sibling but for one reason or another they just got separated and he is kinda sad when you call him "big brother" for the first time but he will be just soothing himself for a while.
When he gets used to it he is bragging about his sibling.
"My sibling is as powerful as I am so don't go fucking around with them."
So proud of you like he knows he has good teaching skills but seeing you grow up and having a lot of improvement in magic just amazes him.
He takes notes of your questions if he can't answer them right away so he can make a litrle investigation later.
Solomon likes to have sleepovers so if you want,maybe you two can have a weekly sleepover?
When both of you go to the human world for a while,he offers you a room at his house. If you agree he is already buying things and setting up the room.
He shares some of his secrets with you and will probably find a way to make you immortal because he is not taking risks with you again.
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| What dating the obey me dateables would include |
Parings : obey me dateables x GN reader
A/N: I finally stopped procrastinating yall 🦕 hope you enjoy! Here’s what dating the obey me brothers would include
• The MOST exclusive dates
He brings you on the most expensive, wonderful, and exclusive dates. He goes all out for you. I have a feeling one day this mf will just be like “hey, let’s go to Paris!” . No because he’s actually serious.
But, most of the time he puts A LOT of thought into your dates. He’s very new to all of this but he’s willing to try his best if it means he’ll get to see your smile.
• Little cute pranks !
He really likes to see you smile, and one of the best ways to do that is to pull little pranks on you. They’re not TOO big of pranks ,however, it’s usually cute things like opening a box and flowers suddenly pop out. It makes you laugh and that’s exactly what he wanted to see and hear.
• Other thing such as….
- lots of weird selfies. Once he asked asmo for tips on how to take selfie’s his devilgram was filled with ones of you and him. It’s not even like a cute scenery backround or anything it’s just you and him doing anything.
- you two conversing about literally anything while sipping tea.
- HE WILL GIVE OUT THE BEST HUGS DONT EVEN LIE.
- definitely texts you at weird times of the day with stuff like “ a cat just tore down my curtain it’s so cute”
• LOTS of dancing
Everything he does for you is romantic; it’s just done with so much love and trust it makes your heart swell. With that being said I feel like he asks you to dance with him at random times. Not when he’s cleaning or doing orders though.
•Cleaning, Cooking, and Baking with him
He sadly doesn’t have much time to spend time with you due to his VERY busy and changing schedule. But you two found a way to spend even the tiniest of time together.
When he has to clean around the house, cook meals, or bake something you help him and that way you two spend a lot more time together then you usually do.
You two either have really serious conversations or just little random talks about random things.
•Other things such as…
-Many gifts. He receives many gifts that make him think of you so he gives them to you, OR he just buys anything that reminds him of you.
-he’s so sweet omg. His kisses are the best.
- He’s very flirty unintentionally sometimes
- random trips to the human world. He just randomly asks sometimes much like Diavolo.
• Romantic walks together
He will ask you to take nice walks with him a lot. He’s very polite I love him
“Y/N, would you like to come for a walk with me?”
You two take nice walks at the most beautiful of places. Many times you two have shared very romantic kisses in said places.
• Very kind touches and acts of service
He’d do anything you’d ask except if it’s something bad of course. But, if he sees you feeling down or just sees you in general he will give you head pats, hugs, and kisses. He also does many things for you like walks you to places, buys things you seem to like etc
• Other things such as…
- being besties with Luke very much like another sibling/ parental figure.
- weird text messages. He tries to be sweet and most of the time you can tell what he’s saying but other times you have to call him like “ uhm so what was that message :)”
- sweet pet names for you and him
- you guys get matching everything: keychains, jewelry, even clothes sometimes.
• Helping him with his potions and experiments
Honestly you get really nervous but you trust him not to do anything too bad. Except maybe that one time you were turned into a sheep like y/n. He thought it was cute but was laughing the whole time
• Seeing new views of places
He takes you to so many places you didn’t even know existed and when he brings you along to places you’ve been before it’s always such a new feeling and vibe when you’re with him. He gives off such sweet smiles believe it or not.
• Other things such as…
- attempting to help him cook but him always saying
“There’s no point into listening to the instructions y/n ! Add a little bit of a twist!”
- he teases you a lot 🦆 but one time you called him “old man” and he didn’t talk to you for a week .
- lots of forehead kisses
I am so sorry that it took me this long to make it! I procrastinated a lot and I’ll try to not do that again . But I hope you enjoy!
Requests are open and check pinned for rules before requesting!
Have a lovely day and you matter!
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“You’re Going To Rot In Here”
Got the real fun part of Obey Me and dusted of my writing skills and wrote this AU angsty piece. SPOILERS!!!
The human exchange student was found murdered by the hands of the youngest of the seven brothers. For his crimes he was sentenced to imprisonment in the dungeons underneath the royal castle, under the watchful eye of Lord Diavolo. Knowing that Lucifer would most defiantly defect and go against him if he sentenced the youngest brother to death, he was therefore sentenced to eternity in the dungeons to keep Lucifer chained to the demon prince.
Out of anger in being murdered by someone they trusted enough to help, the tainted spirit of the human looms over the seventh brother grinning at the state of him. Their appearance has not changed since the first time they appeared. Menacingly grinning behind the shoulder of the demon prince as he had the magically enforced bars close on him. Their eyes where clouded and glazed over. They were almost deflated in decay. The faded tear streaks on their face, purples, yellows, and reds of the bruises on their neck, and the dried blood that laid on their lips where all illuminated by the moonlight seeping in from the high window in his cell. Since then, they would always appear to them in that same state, dead eyed and grinning, right before collapsing to ground into dust. Always in the same collapsing motion as to remind him of when he first let go of their limp body when he had murdered them.
It seems that was their purpose as a ghost; to remind him of his crime, and of his betrayal. They were there to taunght him for eternity. Forever grinning and starring at him and then collapsing to the ground. Not before telling him the same 6 words, “You’re Going To Rot In Here”.
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How about this prompt, “being overly competitive at child games”, with Diavolo? I knew I had to submit a prompt when I saw that no one had given Dia love :(
He’s such a sweetheart, yet I feel he’d be low key competitive so I think this prompt’s a good idea lol
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you’re right!! he didn’t really get the joy of competition (who wants to be one of the few who the future king KNOWS have bested him in some way?) so once he gets a taste, he gets involved.
Being overly competitive at child games - Diavolo
Diavolo often found himself bored at the dinners he had to host. Sat at the head of the table, all alone to prevent rumors of absolute favoritism, he found himself with no conversation partner aside from the nosy nobles who called to him and asked pointless questions in a show of alcoholic bravery. Even with a castle full of people, he found himself lonely, yearning for some kind of genuine interaction.
That didn’t happen anymore - not when he had you.
If Diavolo had his way, he would spend the entirety of the party lavishing you in attention, allowing you to tell him anything you’d like. You were just so interesting, far more so than anybody else gathered around the table. You were diligent, though, and he was positive you had some kind of deal going on with Barbatos, and you forced him to entertain his guests a little.
Still, even when they were engaging in a rapid-fire Q&A, you still had a way to entertain him.
The first time you slid a piece of paper towards him with a grid and one ‘X,’ he looked at you curiously. You only told him to draw one ‘O’ at a time and try to get three in a row. Curiously, he did as you said until you won the first round. As you drew a line through the row, you asked, “Do you get it now?”
“I think so,” He answered, and watched you draw the grid again before placing the ‘X’ in a different spot. After taking far too long to ponder over his options, he put his ‘O’ on the side and looked at you proudly. Once you won again, that pride was replaced with something else - determination.
Diavolo got surprisingly invested in your little games of Tic-Tac-Toe, even going as far as to accuse you of cheating once. You insisted that you didn’t know if there were ways to cheat, and he huffed before drawing another grid and demanding a rematch. He furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at the papers, and briefly you wondered if the guests thought he was pondering an important political move.
If Diavolo got in one of his competitive streaks, the hubbub of the party fell on deaf ears. He never had anybody bothering to play with him, and he seemed intent on making up for that lost time with you. It took nearly the rest of the dinner for him to stop.
“Yes!” He shouted joyfully, capturing the attention of every guest and server in the room. You watched with wide eyes as he brought his arm down and roughly drew a line through his three ‘O’s. Clearing his throat, Barbatos ushered the servers to continue their tasks and gave you a disappointed look - you could only blush and shrug while Diavolo finally came down to the table and realized the ruckus he made. “Ah...sorry.”
After you drew hearts around the game board, he folded the paper and decided to keep it in his desk.
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