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sparkbeast20 · 3 years

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Hi! Love your writings! Reaction from both brothers and side characters of Female Gangster MC. Like they just found out

ANS: So, this My first request I ever made. I hope I did you justice with this Anon and also Thank you for the kind words, I'm glad you like my writing <3

If want to send request feel free to send them :3

Warning: Mention of Guns, Blood, Killing, Violence, Taking the fall for someone, and PTSD.

The Brothers and Dateables + (Luke platonic) finding out that F!MC use to be a Gangster

Lucifer

“MC, what’s this” Lucifer points at a scar on her chest, what looks like a stab wound.

“It nothing Lucifer, its just…. It just a remainder not to disobey orders….” She trails off, starting to tear up “it my fault, I got to reckless and almost someone I care about killed” she places a hand on the scar try to keep it together and not show weakness Infront of the Avatar of Pride.

Lucifer slowly took off one of his gloves, and walk closer to MC, and place his hand over hers

“Scars are nothing to be ashamed off, you did it to protect someone you care and….” He places his hand on her chin and lean her head back to met his black and red glance. “Your safe here, you don’t have to worry to go back to that life anymore”

You just the tears fall as your face soft and embrace him, feeling safe knowing that you don’t have hide you past to him.

Mammon

“This all your Mammon!” she angerly whisper in his ear, and groan at her pestering.

“ShHH! Quiet, they’ll hear us human-” then you smack him slightly on the back of his head.

“Whoops, you called me human again”

“Hey! Do you really need to- WAIT there’s a car over there” him point out, and quickly book it to the park vehicle and see that it isn’t lock, however?

“Crap! The key isn’t here” he tries to look around, but quickly push to the passenger, and MC sat the driver sit and open up under the steering wheel.

“Why do I have to do everything around here!” she grabs and cut two wires and start hot wire. In second the car starts up and she buckle her seat belt. “Mams, you guys can survive a car to the face?”

“Yeah…. Why- wait!?! What are you-”

“Buckle yourself in!” She quickly steps on the gas, the demons been chasing them heard the engine, but quickly get hit by the car. As the human and avatar of greed make their escape.

“WHAOOO! I have fun thrill in months” as MC enjoy the adrenaline, Mammon looks over to the human that he was suppose to protect, in amaze and fear. He makes a mental note that Lucifer isn’t the only he shouldn’t just provoke.

Leviathan

“This is impossible!” Levi is struggling with a level from a game from the human world that he just bought, while MC behind him, trying to hold her laughter.

Is a mock version of gang game and Levi, is at the level of the game where to rival gangs are fighting each other for territory?

“You’re focusing on the grunts and not the ones who are hiding from afar- look” she grabs the control from Levi and start playing the level like it was nothing, as she explained how and why he keep dying, all the while Levi is both shock with how MC can play and concern about the implication of how she gotten the knowledge.

“There, now you just have to escape, I never good with car chase, only driving really fast- Huh…. Levi was wrong?”

Levi snap from his train of thought and grab the controller from her, and finishing the level.

“MC, were you-”

“Yeah, but left that behind me.”

Satan

MC and Satan are watch Mammon and Levi being strung up by Lucifer from afar.

“I’m surprise, that you’re not phase about this” Satan asks looking over to her, watching why she not reacting on the display of punishment Infront of her.

“EH… I’ve seen worst”

“Really? What worst then this”

“Being killed-”

“What!?! That’s not punishment!”

“You didn’t let me finish, watching someone being killed Infront of you is worst. It’s a way to learn to obey your boss and survive in world”

She looks on to the demons being strung, while Satan is still letting the information sink in, who know that the human was brought to hell, has already lived in one.

Asmodeus

“I’ve been meaning to asks darling, where did you get your scars?” Asmo asks MC as he and her are taking a bath together.

“Which one?”

“Well…. All of them”

“Ah…. All of them are from fights that I got to”

“Why would you go and get in to fights, you’re to precious” Asmo cooed them move closer and grab her hand, and start scrubbing her arm. She laughs as she is tickled by his action.

“You know, for a bunch of demons. your all nicer than other humans back home” pauses for a moment, by continue with a giggle.

“Well, you don’t have to worry anymore. As long I’m here no one will ever lay a finger on you again” and that’s a promise he made to you and himself.

Beelzebub

“I’m glad you like it Beel” MC made Beel a homemade dish from the human world to calm the hungry demon.

“Its so good, I like your cooking”

“Nah…. You would like Sal’s cooking, he’s the one who taught me how to cook this”

“Maybe, if we go to the human world, you might think he’ll cook for me and my brothers”

“Yeah totally! He loves my friends…...but he can’t”

“Why? Did he leave or something?”

“His at prison, he took the blame for me. And said you should get out of this life….. I guess cooking isn’t the only thing I learn from him” she laughs to hide the fact she misses her mentor.

Beel quickly engulfs her in bear hug, and rub her back.

“Is okay, maybe we can visit him someday”

She sighs and let the tears fall as she return the hug.

“I-I’ll like that, thank Beel”

Belphegor

“You’re still up” MC asks Belphie who is standing at the doorway at her room.

“Sorry, I was waiting for you”

“Really why?”

“You been having nightmare with some men with guns, I figure to help you” she let out sharp gasp and turn away from Belphie.

“I’m sorry to keep you up-”

“No! I already cause so much pain; I want to help you to keep those nightmares away. Like I promise.”

She looks back with her eyes widen and clenching his pact mark on her wrist. She hastily grabs his hand with her head hang low.

“P-please…. Make the nightmares go away….”

“Anything for you, I’ll keep the nightmares and the bad men away”

Diavolo

“You like what you see” Diavolo spoke behind MC startling her, Diavolo was shock to her reaction almost bumping into crown in display.

“Oh, I-I wasn’t planning to steal this I swear-”

“Calm down, I trust you. Sorry for startling you.”

“You trust me, even with my background” she mutters, and look directly at Diavolo’s eyes to see if his lying or not.

“I didn’t look in to your past, only your connection with Lilith. I believe in Demons, Angel, and Humans can have second chances. If you’re a good person now, as long you learn from your past. I don’t see to bring up old scars”

“Thank you, My lord”

“Please, Call me Diavolo”

“I don’t think Lucifer will like that”

Barbatos

MC is inside Barbatos room, helping him clean, to the surprise of the demon butler seeing that he didn’t help in clean. But he can’t refuse the human.

But then she stops and look at the door she uses in going back in time in the time of the “Incident”

“Barbatos, can you see any path where I stayed in the human world and never came here in the first places”

“I’m afraid, I am forbidden to use my powers like that, why may I ask what makes you think of that?”

“I think, I got the luckiest path. And I’m thankfully for this. I think I’ll be in the side of the road-”

Suddenly Barbatos places a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look at the demon.

“Its better not to think of what could’ve happen and focus on your presents self”

Simeon

“Simeon, am I bad person?” She asks while Simeon is writing a draft of his story.

“No, why do you ask?”

“You’re the closes person to being pure and good, is it good for me to threaten people even though I was just following orders”

Simeon stop writing and put the quill down, and look over to MC.

“Did they threat you?”

“Yes”

“Did you, like doing things like that to other?”

“No!” she quickly sat up to that question.

“Are you willing to do that again?”

“Never!”

“Then you’re a good person.”

Solomon

Solomon and MC are at purgatory hall practicing spells for class, when MC spill the potion on to herself, then she starts taking off her shirt, leaving Solomon blushing and turning his back to give her some privacy.

“MC!?! Warner me next time, before you start striping.”

“Sorry, force of habit”

“What you always spill potion on yourself all the time, back home” she looks with bows rise up.

“Oh… No, every time I get back home from a job, I’m usually covered in blood and I don’t want to leave any evidence behind”

“W-what exactly, are those “Jobs” of yours?”

“I you know shady things, if you can keep secrets about yourself. Then I have secrets of my own” she smiled teasing him.

But to him, its no tease.

Luke

“Luke, little advise from me. Don’t be like Mammon or Me” MC and Luke watches Mammon, Levi and Solomon playing poker in class waiting the bell to ring.

“I know Mammon shouldn’t be followed, but you’re a good person I don’t see why you rope yourself with him.”

“Oh sweetie, I’m just nice to people I care about. I don’t care for others outside my gan- never mind”

“Wha-” then the bell rings, and Mammon rushes and grab MC by arm and dragging her out the classroom.

Leaving Luke confuse and worried.

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symphonicmetal101 · 3 years

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After watching some anime, can I request the brothers and Side characters with an MC that makes really great bentos in their aesthetic with their favorite meals? MC could make Lucifer a fancy dish of steak done to his favorite temperature, side dishes are organized neatly, and the bento is red and black to match his design or she made pink/pastel treats for Asmo is a very cute bento that matches his style. I think it would make their day when they receive something so cute from the human

ABSOFRICKINGLUTELY! ANON! I LOVE YOU! THANK YOU! However, I write gn! Whenever possible, so I hope you don't mind. Also, I've only made bento once, so I did a tinny bit of research. Most of them stray from traditional bento, however I tried to make sure I had the four components, (protien, carbs, salad/veggies, and fruit) (except Asmo), and different cooking methods for each. Some of them I forgot to explicitly say what colour the box was, so I'm sorry about that. I didn't do Luke because he had a role in Simeon's, and I blanked. (Sorry) Also, some of them have links bc I started to lose inspiration and motivation to write the same thing over and over again bc brain juice went bye. Hopefully I did this justice, I may have gotten a little carried away...sorry for rambling.

MC Makes Bento For The Boys

Lucifer

Lucifer had been working non-stop for the past few weeks

You had barely seen him, as he was so busy going back and forth from the castle, meetings, and he had banned everyone from his office. It had gotten so bad that he would "postpone" his meals, but nobody had seen him eat in a while.

You had a lot of spare time, so you did meal prep for the whole week just for Lucifer.

It was a little past noon by the time you finished, (and made Beel swear he wouldn't touch the food because you would treat him at Madam Scream's later), so you decided to make a bento box for Lucifer's lunch today with some leftover beef and rice you had.

With your protein and carbs taken care of, you prepared some roasted asparagus to add some colour to the box as well as a couple of carrots. You also added an umeboshi plum on top of the rice to match the colour of the box. (A/N I personally don't mind umeboshi on it's own, but if anyone wants to try it, I highly suggest you eat it with rice or have water on hand 😂)(oh yeah, umeboshi is a small, sour, pickled plum.)

In the final box you arranged a couple of orange slices, strawberries and grapes.

Satisfied, you brought the box and a glass of water up to his study. You didn't even bother knocking, knowing he would just send you away anyways.

You were greeted by a low growl. "Get out."

You rolled your eyes. "No. You need to eat Lucifer, and I'm not leaving until I know you've finished this."

"I don't have time for this MC. I have to-" he was cut off by his stomach rumbling.

He blushed slightly, and continued to busy himself with work.

"Please? I hate seeing you overwork yourself like this. Have you looked in the mirror lately? When was the last time you slept? Eaten? Had something other than coffee? Have you even gone to the bathroom in the past 48 hours?"

He sighed, folded his hands under his chin and looked up at you through disheveled raven locks.

"...you really aren't going anywhere until I eat." It wasn't a question, rather a statement with a trace of relief in it.

You extended the bento box out to him once more, though this time he accepted it.

"....thank you MC.....this is quite delicious. Perhaps once I'm done my work I can take you out to Ristorante Six to show my appreciation."

You pushed his hair back and planted a kiss on his forehead.

"Once you're done your work, you're going to sleep. That's an order, sir."

He silently cursed himself as he felt himself blush again

You were planning to stay until he finished, but then you heard Mammon and Levi fighting.

"I'll take care of that love. Make sure you drink that water too. Also, I prepped meals for the rest of the week for you, so you have no excuse to not eat. I bribed Beel, so they should stay there, but as an extra precaution I got Satan to teach me a protection spell. I didn't tell him what it was for, so it should be fine."

He watched you close the door behind you and wondered what he did to deserve someone like you.

Mammon

He was complaining to you because his actions finally caught up with him, and tomorrow he had to go out and repay some witches with time and favours, (being a bagboy), instead of money

He started belly-aching even more when you told him you weren't interested in joining him.

Luckily you were on dinner duty tonight, so you had a legitimate excuse to leave his pity-party

However while you were making dinner, you decided to show Mammon a little bit of sympathy, and set some rice and pork cutlet aside that you could use later.

After dinner, Mammon followed Lucifer, trying to convince him to give him money.

So you had ample time to continue working on his bento.

He had a three compartment wooden box

You scooped the rice into the box, put the cutlet on top, and two thinly sliced pieces of lemon on top.

You cut up some yellow, red, and orange bell pepper to put in the top left corner of the box

In the last compartment, you cut up golden kiwi, pineapple chunks, and a couple blueberries

You were about to put it in the fridge, when Mammon came screaming into the kitchen.

"MC HELP ME LUCIFER'S MAD I DON'T WANNA GET STRUNG UP AGAIN AND- wait, what's that?"

You sighed. "It was supposed to be a surprise Mammon! I made lunch for you for tomorrow, because you're going to be doing some running around and who knows when you'll get a moment to yourself? I was going to cast a spell on it to keep Beel from eating it, so it would have lasted overnight too... I just want to make sure you have something healthy to eat and so you don't have to spend money on take out. If you don't want it though, I'll just give it to Beel..."

He blushed furiously. "Ya don't gotta worry bout me, silly human. The Great Mammon can take care of himself! But-uh, I'll probably end up taking it anyways, because it's umm, it's free food! And Mammon ain't about to pass that up!"

He tried to grab it, but you pulled it close to yourself and turned, blocking him.

"You only want it because it's free? Ok. Fine. You'll have to pay me if you want it." You teased

He whined a bit. "Aw come on, ya even said ya didn't want me spendin money tomorrow! And ya said it was for me! MC, this ain't fair!"

"I didn't say you had to use money."

The next day while Mammon was out and about, trying to carry multiple bags of stuff for the witches, he happily ate his food, a light blush on his cheeks as every bite reminded him of the way you felt against his lips yesterday.

Leviathan

Levi had lost out on another draw despite having spent copious amounts of money on the tickets

As such, he had locked himself in his room to temporarily drown in his sorrows

You decided to make Kyaraben, character bento, for him. (Kyaraben can also refer to animals, real life celebrities, or natural settings)

(I would do Ruri- Chan but I have no fricking clue, so here's a link to a recipe for Pikachu Kyaraben because that's what you did instead)

Hesitantly, you brought your creation to his room and lightly knocked on the door.

"...I don't wanna talk to anyone right now."

"Levi, it's me. I brought something to cheer you up! At least let me give it to you if you don't want me to stay."

You could hear some scuffling and mumbling from behind the door. "I highly doubt there's anything a normie like you can do to help."

You tried to brush that off, because, ouch, but you knew he was upset so you tried not to take it to heart.

He was pouty as he opened the door, his demon form on display.

His expression immediately changed when he saw the bento in your hands.

"WOOOOOAAAHHH!!! THIS IS FOR ME??!! YOU MADE ME BENTO??!! This is something straight out of anime!!! Uh...uhm...d-do you maybe w-want to share it?"

The last part of his sentence had him blushing furiously, and he refused to look you in the eye.

"Sure. Maybe we can watch that anime you texted me about a couple days ago too."

His eyes lit up with joy as he used his tail to gently grab your wrist and pull you excitedly to his couch.

Once he had arranged everything to his liking, he sat down and bashfully accepted the bento.

At some point, he asked if he could feed it to you, however, there was only one pair of chopsticks

Blushy otaku very much enjoyed the bento, not only because it was like his anime, but also because it was you who made it.

He also got a couple indirect kisses, and could not focus on anything but that for the next few days.

Satan

You and Satan had been spending a lot of time together lately because he was helping you study for a test

Thanks to Satan's tutoring, you had managed to get a much higher score on the test than you had imagined.

As thanks, you wanted to make a kitten Kyaraben

You found him in the library at a desk, hunched over a book, studying some foreign language.

He was so engrossed in his studies that he didn't notice you right away, so you tapped him gently on his shoulder.

"Ah, MC. I'm afraid I missed you coming in. Are you alright?"

You smiled and nodded. You brought the box out from behind your back with your test papers on top, the mark clearly visible.

"I couldn't have gotten that mark without your help, so I made you some bento as thanks. I hope you like it."

His eyes widened in surprise. "Oh MC, that wasn't necessary. Spending time with you was enough for me, but thank you."

He slid the lid off the bento and chuckled when he saw what you had done.

"That's quite clever kitten. Perhaps next time you can show me how to make it?"

His pet name made you blush a bit, but that didn't stop you from agreeing.

You two spent the next few hours discussing different meals you guys could learn to make together.

Asmodeus

Asmo had been taking you shopping lately, hyping you up and helping you destress with spa nights

In return, you decided to make a dessert bento box in a pretty pink container.

It was a square container split into nine compartments.

Across the top three compartments, you arranged a rainbow of mochi.

On the bottom three you arranged a rainbow of macaroons.

In the two outside compartments left, you put a mini Wicked cupcake in each

Finally in the middle, you arranged Hershey's kisses into a heart.

Satisfied, you made your way to his room and announced your presence at his door.

"Come in darling~ I'm just finishing up my nails!"

You let yourself in and settled across the table from Asmo.

"I brought you something. I just wanted to thank you for helping me out lately and show you how much I appreciate you!"

You placed the box next to him so he could see what you had done.

His squeal of excitement almost decimated your eardrums, however moments later you were enveloped in a very tight, heartfelt, "smooshy" hug, but his elated expression made up for your temporary loss of hearing.

"Ohh MC! You're so sweet!!!! These look delicious, let's share them!! Just let me take a picture first with my favourite snack!!"

You sat back and expected him to pick up a cupcake, but yelped as he pulled you into the frame.

"I said with my favourite snacc MC, and I meant it!!" (Yes, he still took a picture of the bento)

Beelzebub

You wanted to plan an outdoor date for the two of you that wouldn't require you to excersize.

So you decided to try and make Koraku Bento, or picnic bento, but even bigger in hopes you would be able to temporarily satiate Beel's hunger

Because you were making so much, you needed multiple boxes, and a couple days to prepare, so you asked Simeon if you could work at PH so Beel wouldn't get to it early.

Of course, he agreed

Day one, you prepared five different fillings for the Onigiri you were planning to make: sha-ke (salted salmon),umeboshi (Japanese pickled plum), okaka (bonito flakes moistened with soy sauce), kombu (simmered kombu seaweed), tuna mayo (canned tuna with Japanese mayonnaise)

Day two you prepared three large protiens, (chicken, beef, and pork), each enough to fill about two containers each. You cooked each of them differently. You also cut up/prepared vegetables you wanted to use for tempura.

Day three you woke up early in order to be ready to take Beel out after his game. You made rice and finished making the Onigiri, (which Luke was adamant you let him make with you).

And Simeon helped you make the tempura and a beautiful salad to accompany everything else.

However, now there was a lot of stuff to carry and you wanted to greet Beel out of his game.

So the angels took care of transporting the food to the roof while you went to get Beel

"Why are we going to Purgatory Hall? Are we having dinner with the angels?"

"Not quite. The date I wanted to take you on had a slight change of plans. We just need to get to the roof-"

"Do you want me to fly us up there?"

You considered it for a moment then agreed. If nothing else, you would be avoiding Solomon.

Once you landed, appreciation for the angels swelled as they had laid everything out so beautifully.

"...oh. It looks like someone else is doing something up here. It smells really good, so we should probably go. I don't want to eat someone else's food and ruin their night by accident....again." He tried to leave, but you pulled on him gently.

"I'm glad you think it smells good. This is for you! I made it for you, and the angels helped me bring it up here when I went to pick you up."

His eyes widened. "...All of that...you made it for me?"

You couldn't help but smile and nod at his bashful expression.

He hugged you gently. "Thank you MC. I know that took a lot."

"It was worth it! You haven't even tried it yet. Come on, I'm hungry!" You giggled.

Beel's stomach growled in response, causing a slight blush to light his cheeks. You're so good to him❤

Belphegor (this has a bit of crack energy, I'm sorry. So will Solomon's😅)

"MC....can you pass me my D.D.D?"

"MC....can you give me a massage?"

"MC....can you switch my laundry for me?"

"MC....can you pass me my pillow?"

"Belphie, I love you. I understand you're the Avatar of Sloth. But what the actual fuck? Your pillow is under your arm, just move it under your head. I've already gotten up, like six times to do stuff for you."

He groaned. "But it takes too much effort!" He smushed his cheek into his arm and attempted to give you puppy-dog eyes.

"Sorry, only Beel can pull that off. If you want your pillow moved less than a foot, you're going to do it yourself. You of all people should now how frustrating it is to get up as soon as you sit down."

He groaned again and grumbled as he moved his own damn pillow.

You tried to relax a bit. Normally your time with Belphie consisted of cuddles, movie nights, planeterium visits, or just plugging into some music and enjoying each other's company, like you were trying to do now.

Until you made eye contact with him again.

He was going to ask something-

"MC........... can you get me a snack?"

Dear God, he was not gonna like this.

"Of course Belphie. I'd love to."

You made your way to the kitchen with new found energy.

You were going to make Shikaeshi Bento (revenge lunchbox)

Basically, it's supposed to be inedible or embarrassing, and be used to convey anger or overall dissatisfaction

So you grabbed his bento box, dumped uncooked rice into it, cracked an egg and left the shell in the box. You used purple food colouring to make a heart.

You brought the box up to Belphie, who was surprisingly still awake

"That was quick."

You grunted in response and walked out

"Hey why are you leaving?!"

A few seconds later, you heard, "MC! ...WHAT DID I DO??!! I JUST WANTED A SNACK!!...MC PLEASE COME BACK I DON'T WANNA GET UP!!"

Diavolo

So, usually Barbatos is in charge of making sure the Demon Prince eats

However, you told Barbatos that you wanted to make something special for Dia

"My Lord would thoroughly enjoy anything you made for him. He's been very busy lately, so I'm sure he would appreciate the kind gesture."

Barbatos graciously gave you precedence over the kitchen, giving you full access to everything you could ever need or want.

You decided to make him bento with your favourite protein

One compartment you filled with rice, using sesame seeds and an umeboshi for garnish

You arranged pieces of your favourite fruits in one of the smaller compartments

Then you made your favourite type of tempura, and prepared the sauce to go in the last two compartments

You asked Barbatos where Diavolo would be, and he escorted you to his office.

"My Lord, MC has come to speak with you."

Diavolo's head shot up and his face lit up with delight as he watched you walk through the door.

"MC! A welcome surprise. How are you? Is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine! I actually just wanted to give you something." You gave him the black box.

"I made bento with some of my favourite things...you mentioned wanting to get to know me a little bett-"

You were cut off by Diavolo crushing you in a hug

"...My Lord, MC needs to breathe."

"Ah, my apologies MC. This is the most wonderful, meaningful thing anyone has ever given me. How can I adequately express my gratitude? Simply name anything you want, and it shall be yours."

Once you had regained your breath, you gave him a small smile.

"Anything? Could I trouble you for your time?"

"MC, Lord Diavolo must finish his work in a timely matter. I can clear his schedule for afterwards."

"Barbatos, could they stay long enough for us to share the wonderful meal they've prepared?"

Usually Diavolo's begging and sad eyes™ would be powerless against him, however the soft spot he had for you and your much- less-seen sad expression were enough for him to bend this once.

"My Lord, I'll be back in an hour. I'm afraid that's all the time I can allow."

He stepped out, and allowed a small smile form on his face as he heard the two of you celebrate, also knowing that later on he would be listening to a very happy prince recount everything you two talked about and how much he loved you.

Barbatos

You, the brothers, and the other exchange students had been invited to the demon lord's castle for another event

It wasn't for another day, but you felt your chest tighten as you remembered Barbatos

Did he even get to eat those days when everyone was there?

You didn't want to take that chance, and decided to set up a small, filling bento box.

It only had three compartments, so you stuffed each one.

One had rice and meat.

You made some sushi and tamagoyaki to go on top.

For the last compartment, you made a simple chickpea salad.

The next day, Barbatos welcomed you all to the castle, as per usual.

However, this time he stuck around once the brothers and others had left.

"I...Well you already know, but this is for you!"

He nodded and graced you with a smile. "My knowing does not take away from my appreciation MC. Admittedly, nights like this are very demanding. I will repay you later. Thank you."

He tried to walk away, but you yelled after him, "You're not supposed to repay someone for a gift! Just take it!!"

He smiled to himself as he started to eat some food.

Perhaps this night would not be as taxing as he thought

Simeon

You had been experimenting new dinner recipes with Luke at Purgatory Hall; you were watching him while Simeon was away.

"If we leave these leftovers out, Solomon will get to them and ruin them."

"....why don't we make bento for Simeon? He's coming back tomorrow, isn't he?"

Luke beamed at you. "Okay!"

He went to get a small bento box divided into fifths (two large bottom compartments and three small top ones).

"Ok, so in one of the big ones, we can fit the rest of the rice."

Luke nodded. "Can I use this?" He held up a star-shaped cookie cutter.

"Of course!" You helped him mould the rice into a stable star shape.

He looked so happy designing stuff, you let him take the lead.

By the time you were finished, it was easily the most stunning dish you had seen.

"Wow MC! We should do this more often!" He was very proud of himself, and rightfully so. "I can't wait to give it to Simeon!....Is it ok if I give it to Simeon? It was your idea, so it's ok if you want to do it instead..."

You just smiled at him. "You can give it to him, you did most of the work anyways. For now though, you need to get to bed."

He pouted slightly, but complied.

The next morning you woke up to Luke speaking very animatedly to Simeon.

"Yeah! We tried a bunch of new things, and then MC suggested we make you a bento box with the leftovers, and it turned out really well so I can't wait for you to try it!!"

You leaned against the kitchen doorframe observing the interaction.

"Thank you Luke, it looks wonderful. Good morning MC. I hope you slept well. Thanks for ba- for helping Luke while I was away."

He smiled gently at you before Luke was trying to get him to try the bento again.

He took a bite and smiled at Luke.

"It's delicious. You guys must have put a lot of love into it, as always." He looked directly at you at that point, but Luke was too elated to notice the silent exchange between you too.

Solomon

"Don't get mad at me! You agreed to test spells with me!"

"You asked me when I was half asleep Solomon! I also meant later, not right away!"

"Well, you're not a frog anymore, so I don't see what the problem is."

.... No, you weren't a frog anymore

That didn't mean you were happy about being a frog in the first place.

You texted Simeon, 'Who's on lunch duty today?"

"Me. Why?"

"I'll make us bento. We can picnic, the exchange students, that is."

So you spent the next little bit making normal bento for the three of you.

"Simeon said we should probably leave in five minutes" you thanked Luke and started on Solomon's.

You made Shikaeshi bento; you cracked four eggs and aligned their yolks into a rather phallic shape, added way too much fish oil, and threw a few sesame seeds on top.

However, once you made it to the picnic grounds, Solomon opened his box and gasped.

"MC, you know me so well!" And proceeded to drink right out of the box, the rest of you looking on in horror.

"I thought you were mad at me and you were going to give me something disgusting like Mac and Cheese. I guess all is forgiven. Thank you!"

At that point you couldn't even stay mad, that was just disgusting.

Aye, I hope you liked it anon, not sure if this is quite what you meant but....yeah.

Love y'all!

Masterlist

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me thoughts #long post #i really liked this one

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kaitycole · 3 years

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A fall from grace

Summary: The story of how Simeon’s wings change from a pure white to a corrupted black.

Pairing: Simeon x gn!reader

Word Count: 4636

Warnings: Angst. Briefly mentioned suggestive themes.

A/N: This is my first Obey Me piece. I’ve had this head canon in my head for a while and decided to finally write it down. I hope I did the characters justice.

Thanks to @newfriendjen for beta reading.

Simeon is looking at his reflection in the bathroom connected to his room. The room is slightly bigger than his old room, Diavolo had insisted Simeon accept the new arrangements and who was he to tell the Demon Prince no?

He wonders if Lilith had felt this way when she had fallen for a human. If she felt this empty and hollow feeling, the isolating despair of falling for someone she shouldn’t have. They say that love is this beautiful and warm emotion, people have sold their soul for the chance to feel love’s warmth once in their lives. If so, why on earth did Simeon end up feelings so cold and alone? Why did he instead feel bitterness and rage when he thought of love, when he thought of you?

* * One year ago

When Simeon was told he would be part of an exchange program in Devildom, he wasn’t sure how he felt. He knew how he should feel, honored that he had been selected, but slightly worried about how things would pan out especially with Lucifer. Before the war, they were extremely close, but then he chose to stand against Lucifer and his brothers.

Luke was sent with him and Simeon was thankful for it because instead of sitting around overthinking everything, he could focus on helping Luke. That was until he saw you and then nothing made sense. He wasn’t sure what the feeling in his chest was, he’d never felt anything like it before, like butterflies fluttering against his ribcage. Or how his heart started thumping into those same ribs when you scrunched up your nose as you smiled at him.

* * 10 months ago

Everything was going exceptionally well for the exchange program and Simeon was thankful for that. Luke wasn’t in love with being around the demons and acted somewhat like a puppy dog, but other than that, Simeon had no complaints. Other than when you came around and his calm demeanor seemed to vanish. He was a confident angel, not arrogant or prideful, but confident yet something about you, just some random human, had his stomach in knots and words tripping over each other.

If you noticed, you didn’t say anything about it which he was grateful for. You would just patiently wait for him to eventually get the words out, smiling with the purest look in your eyes. Eventually the word jumble stopped and he stopped being so nervous but that butterfly sensation never left.

Though he starts to experience something else he hadn’t before when he sees the brothers gathered around you, Mammon loudly proclaiming you were his human, which left Simeon perturbed. He felt this odd, almost tense feeling when one of them would put their hand on you or their arm around your waist, their touch lingering for longer than the composed angel cared for it to.

* * 9 months ago

“Thank you for inviting me!” You smiled up at him and he felt that fluttering sensation in his chest get stronger.

He’d been in Devildom for a while yet there were still areas that he hadn’t explored. The two of you were walking towards the eastern side, unsure of what exactly was out there. If it wasn’t for the camera in his hands, he wouldn’t have been able to stop them from shaking.

“Thank you for joining me, Y/N.”

“I couldn’t pass up a date with you, Simeon.” You teased, that’s what he called it when he asked you, ‘a little date’ but hearing the word come out of your mouth made it feel heavy on his tongue.

Things were relatively relaxing, the two of you walking down the sidewalk. You pointed at what looked like a park and started posing for pictures. Simeon laughed, snapping each pose with precision after you told him to make sure to get your good side, but he didn’t think you had a bad side.

“Simeon, look!” You grabbed his hand, pulling him behind you and that’s when he swore everyone around could hear his heart trying to burst through his chest. His mouth went dry and even if he had tried, no words would’ve left his mouth. Your hand felt warm in his, like it just fit in place, easily molding to the shape of his own hand.

What he wasn’t expecting was the empty feeling that came when you dropped his hand, having arrived at the small stand you had pointed out. The way his hand suddenly felt like it was missing something, no he hadn’t planned on that. Or how you looked back at him with a twinkle in your eye when you held up a chain with a small stone on it next to his face, beaming that it matched his eyes so you had to buy it. No, he hadn’t expected that.

Now I’ll always remember our little day together! You had proudly told him as you headed back towards your respective houses. He didn’t like the way he felt when you opened the door of the House of Lamentation waving goodbye or how he could hear Mammon yelling about his human going off without him. No, he didn’t like that at all.

Luke jumped up and down, eager to see all the pictures that Simeon told him he would take. Luke didn’t like Devildom or being around demons, but he liked you and if you were in the pictures, he could ignore the background.

“Luke, how do I ask this a question?”

“Huh?”

“You said someone could ask it a question and it would search for the answer.” He pointed at his D.D.D.

“OH!” Luke laughed, Simeon was good at many things and was a great teacher when the moment called for it, but he was completely helpless when it came to technology. He could make phone calls fine, but he used the ‘hunt and peck’ method when it came to typing, Luke couldn’t stand how Simeon would hold the phone in one hand and use his index finger to tap each letter on the screen, drove him crazy.

After Luke had explained it, three times for good measure, Simeon was confident that he could manage this task. He pulled up the internet, trying to search the way he had been feeling, wondering if maybe it was some side effect of being in Devildom as opposed to the Celestial Realm.

A crush? There’s no way. He shook his head in disbelief. Clearly, he had messed up somehow, typed the wrong words or something, right? But he kept reading, continued to read the same thing just a few different ways and came up with the only conclusion though it didn’t seem logical to him: he was falling for you.

He tossed the phone on his bed, walking into the bathroom, flaring out his wings. He felt odd keeping them away through the day, in the Celestial Realm everyone kept theirs out. His eyes stopped, widening as he saw a gray feather sticking out painfully in the sea of pure white. He plucked it, looking at it before thinking maybe it was just some effect of the air in Devildom. He’d have to ask Satan if he knew anything about that later.

* * 7 months ago

The two of you had only gotten closer as the days passed, spending most of his free time in your presence which you didn’t mind at all. It had started when you asked him if he could help you study, Luke had been bragging about how he helped him and Simeon was thrilled. The two of you started by sitting across from one another and eventually you could be found sitting shoulder to shoulder.

Soon it wasn’t just his days that were filled with you, but his nights too. You had asked him over to House of Lamentations to watch a film and it ended up being an almost daily thing, each taking turns on picking the movie. Then it happened, completely by accident, he had fallen asleep sitting up against the wall and when he did wake up at some ungodly hour, you were sleeping peacefully leaning against him. He had tried to move carefully so that you’d remain asleep, unbothered by his movements, but you woke almost immediately, as if the lack of his body against yours sent off some internal alarm.

“Simeon?” Sleep coated your words, eyes barely opened, Simeon always thought you looked lovely, but this was different, this was a sight not everyone saw and he was thankful he had gotten to.

“Yes, dear?”

You grabbed at him, moving somewhat sluggish from your half-sleepy state, “stay.”

It was then that he understood why ‘a crush’ kept coming up when he searched the things he felt. He no longer cared about rules or regulations, what angels should or shouldn’t do, how they should act, because in that moment the only thing he cared about was fulfilling your demand. He climbed back into your bed, wrapping an arm around you and he felt an ache in his chest when you rolled over in his arms, burying your face into his chest.

The next morning had been awkward. Mammon was the one who found the two of you and Simeon quickly learned that Mammon yelled regardless of the time of day. That commotion brought Satan and Asmo to your room both complaining about Mammon’s yelling. Eventually Beel and Levi showed up when they realized no one else was in the dining room. As everyone started to talk over each other, voices getting louder and harder to ignore, Lucifer showed up bringing some semblance of order to the room.

You had gotten mad, completely pissed at the brothers’ behavior and how you had been woken up by someone screaming, how they had embarrassed you in front of your guest. You mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ to Simeon, who had just been sitting there, he knew his mediation skills might work on one or two demons at a time, but not six. When everyone finally left, Mammon made it a point to make it known he was staying right outside your door until you came out, Simeon gave you a small smile.

He was on his way out when Asmo gave him a knowing expression, winking at the angel. Simeon walked by ignoring him because right now all he felt was shame. It seemed he had put you in an awkward position and he hated that, he never wanted to do that. All he had wanted was to fulfill what you had wanted from him the night before. It wasn’t until Lucifer’s gaze landed on him, that he truly felt sick. He didn’t have to say anything to Simeon for him to know what Lucifer was thinking, what his expression was saying: Lilith.

* * 5 months ago

Simeon had found more, slightly darker gray feathers invading his wings each night and the fact Satan couldn’t seem to find anything about it bothered him. Although angels don’t typically stay in Devildom, so he wasn’t too surprised. He wanted to ask Luke, but Luke would fret and report it to Michael and Simeon really didn’t want anyone to worry.

He had a feeling that it might be related to his feelings for you, but he didn’t want it to be true, so he hoped maybe if he could deny it for a little longer, another reason would appear. It didn’t, in fact it only got worse.

You had found him, brows knitted together in the library, face full of concentration. You had plopped down on his lap which frightened him before he processed that it was you. Your smile erased away the worry lines that were stretched across his forehead, your presence acting as a comforting agent, relaxing him almost instantly.

“Can we hang out in Purgatory Hall tonight?”

“Any particular reason?” He smiled at you, the fluttering sensation filled his chest when you lean your head against his shoulder.

“Luke said he was trying out new recipes.” You teased, “and you’ll be there.”

His heart swelled in his chest, a warm feeling coursed through him and it wasn’t like anything he had ever felt before. He had always known that emotions, feelings, were complex, but what he didn’t understand was how one simple human could cause so many emotions in him.

“Simeon, you have some…“ you tried to point to where the icing was on his lips, the right corner, but he kept missing it. Luke had made cupcakes and you managed to convince him to have one before bed.

“Did I get it?” The look on his face was completely innocent and you found it adorable, but no he didn’t get it.

You pushed up on your tiptoes, crashing your lips into his before your tongue flicked against his lips, wiping the icing away. He froze under your actions, mostly confused but afraid that if he moved, he’d realize it was just some dream.

When he doesn’t pull away, you press forward a little and then the blood returns to his brain and he realizes what’s happening. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest as his lips started to move with yours. You swallowed a moan that escaped his lips when your tongue brushed up against him, deepening the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

Several moments later, when you pulled away, Simeon was breathless, heart racing like stallions in an open field, pounding into his rib cage, threatening to crack them open. He watched you turn away, tucking you head down by your shoulder. He placed a hand on your cheek, pulling your attention back to him and he gave you a smile. Stepping forward, he placed a light kiss on your forehead.

For someone with wings, this was the first time he felt like he was floating. As he made his way up the stairs, he finally accepted the search results, finally understood the answers he had gotten. And it was something that he couldn’t wait to see if you shared those same feelings.

Though the world came crashing down around him when he flared out his wings, shiny obsidian speckled throughout the upper parts of his wings, just under the arch. Simeon was intelligent, he knew what all the signs pointed to, that the blackened feathers were some symbol of his feelings for you, a direct correlation. But feelings aren’t always logical, emotions aren’t always rational and Simeon, with all of his book smarts, knowledge he’s acquired through the years, it all gets completely ignored. Because Simeon was in love and love makes anyone, even an angel, do irrational things.

* * 3 months ago

Simeon knew better but ignoring the issue was better than dealing with it if it meant you didn’t know. He didn’t want you to know, to worry or blame yourself. He could handle it and he hadn’t found any new black feathers recently. Surely that meant something positive, right?

The two of you are sitting on his bed, he’s sitting up against the pillows while you’re between his legs, back on his chest, reading. He loved listening to your voice, he especially enjoyed you reading his own works. Somehow those words felt different, held a new meaning when you said them. You tilted your head back and looked up at Simeon who leaned down and pressed his lips to yours.

You turned further into his chest, repositioning yourself to straddle his lap as his hand trailed down your sides, gripping your hips. You had kissed him before, he had kissed you several times since the first one you shared two months ago, but this kiss is more heated, an almost aggressive kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him open-mouthed as your tongues brushed against each other’s, his fingers dug into your waist. A soft groan filled the empty space around you as you grind your lap against his, your fingers tangled into the back of his hair, tugging slightly.

His lips traveled down your neck, teeth gently nipped at the exposed skin. Each kiss, nip, mark made by either of you was careful and had purpose, symbolically claiming each other for all to know. Your hands slid underneath his shirt, palms spread over his bare chest, he sucked air in quickly through clenched teeth. He toyed with the edges of your shirt before you nod, he pulled it over your head, taking you in.

Piece by piece, clothing was stripped off, tossed onto the floor. Simeon had a hand on your cheek, looking down at you with the sweetest expression anyone ever had. You raised a hand, covering his, a small smile on your face.

“Are you sure, Simeon?”

He leaned down, catching your lips with his, leaving a chaste kiss. “I’ve never been so sure of anything.”

* * 2 months ago

Simeon sat on the floor, looking up at the ceiling, a heavy weight sat in his chest. He hadn’t left his room in almost a week, after three of those days he finally crawled out of bed and made it to the floor. A very worried Luke paced outside of the room and Solomon even offered his assistance, asking if there was any kind of potion he could make for the distraught angel. But no one received an answer, the door remained shut until Beel asked Luke what was bothering while the two made desserts and the younger angel, who wore his heart on his sleeve, blurted out his worries and then Beel turned to his eldest brother.

Lucifer had already felt something like this could happen, that it would happen. There was something about you that drew in everyone, like a moth to a flame. There was a danger that seemed to affect those who hovered too closely to you, those who weren’t paying attention to how close they, the moth, were getting to you, the flame, and much like a flame, you didn’t fully understand the damage you could do.

Lucifer knocked out of proper protocol even though he knew he’d just end up walking in since Simeon wasn’t going to answer. While he wasn’t sure what he was going to find when he opened the door, what he did see, what he stumbled into was far from anything he could’ve expected.

Feathers. There were feathers everywhere, scattered throughout the room, similar to how Hollywood portrays the aftermath of a pillow fight. Various shades of gray and black feathers covered the bed, chairs, desk, a few light and airy down feathers floated through the air as Lucifer walked further into the room.

A broken Simeon looked up, but his eyes never met Lucifer’s, how could they? Simeon was filled with shame, regret, maybe even a little remorse. There was a time when Simeon felt that he had done the right thing, standing against Lucifer, but now he questions himself. Without Lucifer, Simeon doubted Diavolo could’ve pulled off the exchange program, that part of Michael’s approval had been due to Lucifer’s involvement. That if things had been different, if Lucifer was still in his original home, the Celestial Realm, then Simeon wouldn’t feel this way. He knew it was wrong to think that, to put his own feelings in front of another’s, but selfishness was a new emotion to the angel and he was starting to see the appeal.

When he extended his wings out, he didn’t have to see Lucifer’s face to know the prideful demon was in shock, his eyes were probably just ever so slightly widened, mouth in a straight line only to prevent it from dropping open. His wings resembled what could be described as molting, bare patches through the wings where the ends where uneven, very few feathers left were white, they were mostly black now. There were raw patches where Simeon had over-plucked the black feathers in an emotional rage, thinking if they were removed, maybe white ones would return, but they didn’t. Every feather, whether plucked or shed, was the color of coal, the opposite of the once snowy colored ones.

Lucifer immediately jumped into his fix-it mode, going down the list in his head on possible ways to fix this, but Simeon just shook him head, this couldn’t be fixed by paying off some witch like with Mammon’s debt or locking someone in the attic like with Belphie’s defiant attitude. It’s not until Lucifer suggested getting you when his voice is no longer the only one filling the space around the two of them, he looked at Simeon a bit confused as he learned why the angel no longer wished to see you.

Two weeks had passed since you and Simeon found yourself tangled in each other’s arms, spending the late hours of the night learning the contours of each other’s bodies, expressing the deep feelings felt for the other. Or at least that’s what Simeon had thought.

It was just a Tuesday when Simeon’s already fragile world fell apart, crumbling around him while he stood frozen as he tried rounding the corner of the hallway. It had been your voice that peaked his attention, had his heart beating a little faster, your paths hadn’t been crossing much since that night and he just wanted to assure you that his feelings hadn’t changed. But it looked like yours had.

Your back had been pressed flush against the wall, your voice just as breathless as it had been for him just weeks ago. Mammon’s forearm was pressed against the wall by the side of your head, he leaned closer to you, your faces almost touching. Simeon hadn’t known who started the exchange, how you, his little lamb, ended up in such a state, but he did see you press into the greedy demon, your lips touching into his first.

There was a pang in his chest, but he didn’t know what it meant, he felt jealousy before, but this was different, this was painful. He watched a flustered Mammon try to form sentences, ending up sputtering out the question ‘what about Simeon?’

“I think I only liked his innocence.” Your words stung him, tears pooled in his eyes and he tried blinking as hard as he could to try to see your expression. But all you did was shrug, “he doesn’t mean anything.”

Mammon started to loudly boast about how no one could compare to THE Mammon and was only silenced when you once again pulled him into your lips. Simeon wanted to leave, he’d seen more than enough, but it was like he was stuck in a trace, the only thing that pulled him out was the click of the abandoned classroom’s door after you had pulled Mammon in the room, by his tie, the demon kicking the door shut with his heel.

He had gone back to Purgatory Hall, ignoring Luke and Solomon as they tried to ask what was wrong. He shut his bedroom door and proceeded to destroy it. Books were yanked off the shelves, chairs flung across the room and it was then that he knew what the feeling was that rooted itself in his chest, that made the burning sensation as it flowed through his veins, it was wrath.

* * One month ago

“I can’t believe it’s already time to go back.” Luke said, the words seemed positive, but all those around could tell the young angel was a little sad to be leaving. Despite his initial distaste for the demon brothers, he did manage to establish a decent relationship with the demon of gluttony.

“The time really just flew by.” You said, Mammon’s arm snaked around your waist, Simeon didn’t know if it was a protective gesture or territorial one, not that he really cared much anymore.

After Simeon had stumbled upon you and Mammon entangled with one another, the two of you didn’t really see each other. You never directly told him things were over, that your feelings for him had gone, he figured it out when you ignored his calls, stopped meeting him in the library. The final blow was when he walked up to Asmo and Solomon, stopping just as he heard Asmo complaining about you and Mammon and your late-night extracurriculars. Asmo gave him a comforting hug, but Simeon didn’t really return it, excusing himself to Purgatory Hall.

“Are you sure you can’t go back with me, Simeon?” Luke asked, tightly clinging to the other angel’s white cape.

Simeon smiled, but it wasn’t his old smile that was filled with love and understanding, this was just muscle movement on his part. He wasn’t sure how to tell Luke that he wouldn’t be going back, that he didn’t belong there anymore. It was selfish, but he knew Michael would know how to tell him, Luke treated Michael’s word like it was gospel.

He didn’t have a chance to answer before your voice ripped through the room, getting caught in the tension that stood between the two of you.

“Why aren’t you going back?”

Simeon used to be able to read your expressions, to almost feel your emotions, but now he knew you even less than he had when he first met you. He used to be an open book when it came to you, telling you whatever you wanted to know about him, but now he didn’t want you to know anything.

“I need him to tie up some loose ends with the program is all.” Diavolo stepped in, diplomatic as ever. He had heard from Lucifer about Simeon’s situation. The two didn’t know each other too well, he knew the look on Simeon’s face very well, it was eerily similar to the expression Lucifer had on his face when he first met him.

You were the last one to leave, each brother giving you a long goodbye filled with one or two of their favorite memories with you. Mammon acted like he didn’t care that much that you were leaving, but everyone knew better. Simeon had stayed through all of that to be polite, he didn’t offer you any farewell, but when he turned to leave you reached out, grabbing hold of his wrist.

You had asked him to wish you well and maybe you honestly didn’t mean anything bad by it, but it still hurt Simeon. Your words still had Lucifer and Diavolo share a look between them as Simeon just turned and walked away from you without a word. You tried grabbing out for his cape but your fingers just barely brushed the bottom of it and when you went to turn away something caught your attention. A black feather fell from underneath the cape, slowly falling before landing where the angel was once standing.

* * Present day

Simeon stares into the mirror, a full pair of wings that looked like they were dipped in black ink are behind him. There was once a time in Simeon’s life where he loved having his wings out, where he hated the idea of having them hidden, wanting to show off the pure white pair. But now, he never wanted to see his wings again, he hated them.

He brings his hand up, slamming it into the glass, breaking it, cracks splinter across the smooth surface. His reflection now looks fractured and he snorts at how accurate that was, how fitting the image looks for a fallen angel.

Lucifer often tells him that he knows how he feels, for Simeon to not forget that he too was an angel once. But Simeon tells him that he couldn’t possibly understand how he feels; Lucifer fell with honor, he fell because of his love for his sister whereas Simeon fell for nothing.

#obey me!#swd obey me #simeon x reader #obey me simeon #obey me angst #obey me

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yukiobeyme · 4 years

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Hi there! Just wondering if you could possibly write hcs for trans Beel or trans Satan? But if you can’t that’s fine.

I am supposed to doing my Civil Engineering HW? Yes.

I am coming back from the dead to answer this? Yes.

Can I talk about Trans!Beel and Trans!Satan all day? God Yes. Please ask me more talk to more about LGBTQIA+ and how it fits in Obey Me!

Thank you so much I hope I do this some justice. I am sorry how it got so long, but I got in the groove for this and I just came up with other ideas

Beel has some implied body issues, mention of top surgery and T-shots

So you more or less got Satan’s coming out story, I could have just written it as a fic and it would have probably been shorter and more concise. But I did add other headcanons as well and accidentally hc how Satan got his everyday outfit.

*Also disclaimer: Satan’s hc focus a lot on Parrotfish by Ellen Wittlinger being a gateway for him figuring out his identity. I have heard of it and seen both good and bad reviews. I recognize that some bad reviews implied that there are possibly inaccurate stereotypes but was a good starting point to introducing Trans Characters to fiction. I have never read it and can not confirm or deny what the reviews say.

Beelzebub:

From a young age he wondered why and how Belphegor were twins when he was a girl.

It caused a distaste in his mouth but more often than not he pushed it away.

It wasn’t until the Fall; did he finally act on it.

The first time he was called “sir” his heart almost burst out of his chest

He immediately told a sleepily Belphegor about it, he figured he wouldn’t remember in the morning

But boy was he wrong, it turns out Belphegor laid awake after Beel told him that. In the morning they talked about it again. Belphie offered his full support.

Belphie became Beel biggest piece in his support system. Like sure a lot of problems, he said maybe a nap or food would help. But it turns out he was right? (Well for the most part) but whenever Beel felt like everyone hated him and judging him, Belphie would wrap him up in the softest blanket in the house and they would take a nap together. Or when Beel seemed to be angry at everything and hated everyone, Belphie pulled him to the kitchen and made his favorite meal.

Randomly one day Belphie asked about how Beel felt about himself. “Like it doesn’t matter if you pass in someone else’s eyes or not, but do you like how you look?”

That’s when Beelz really got into bodybuilding and weightlifting

While he didn’t necessarily come out to the rest of the brothers, but none of them came out as cis so he wasn’t going to go out of his way and come out as trans

“working your legs naturally helps build more testosterone, so does eating eggs,” it was Satan that told him shyly behind a book if Beelz noticed that Satan was eating more eggs and even doing leg exercising he said nothing

Satan and Beel would have random conversations about gender and identity. Most times Belphie sat in on it. Asking questions or making comments.

Before he got top surgery, he would wear full-body binders, he had a standard black and white, but he also had an orange one. Completely confident to wear them by themselves.

After top surgery, he showed off (as he should)

Takes pride in his body and the work and effort he put into it. To make it his own.

· T shots doesn’t help with his appetite at all, the horror that went through the house when the avatar of gluttony appetite almost doubled. After a few weeks, it averaged out to be just a little more than pre-T but the brothers none the less both impressed and mortified

Belphie immediately opened his closet to Beel, like Beel occasionally stole clothes before, but this time Belphie made sure that Beel knew whatever he wanted he could take.

Asmo was definitely down to help Beel with shopping, but he turned him down. Favoring to go with Belphie

Faced little backlash, only some sports watchers had problems with it but were quickly shut down. Though even after all these centuries some people still have problems. But Beel has learned to keep his head high but knows he is allowed to be upset and hurt by their words. But he also knows he can go to any of his brothers for comfort and to regroup.

Beelz doesn’t get the same attention and attraction that Satan does, but he doesn’t mind. Though when he sees younger lgbtqia+ looking in awe at him at the gym, he usually swings by to see if they have any questions or need tips.

Okay, wait hear me out… Definitely created a club specifically for lgbtqia+ to have the gym and exercise together. Whether it was leading a class, he has gotten Asmo to lead a few yoga/ meditations or letting them break out into groups and giving them tips on stance or what exercises could build muscles to help them pass. But most importantly teaches/reminds everyone that their body is their own. That no matter what happened to them, their body is theirs. It can look however they want and even if it doesn’t look perfect, it is still is worthy of love and self-care. “The only opinions that matter is your own, it is your body. Claim and make it your own. No one can take it away from you”

Satan offered to let him borrow Parrotfish, Beel isn’t too interested but Belphie wanted to read it to him.

Overall Beel is confident and comfortable with his body and his identity. On his bad days, he knows he has endless support from Belphie and his other brothers.

Satan:

You know that feeling when something clicks and its that chilling calm that covers your body? Satan was reading a random book, Parrotfish by Ellen Wittlinger.

First came out to Asmodeus, because Satan knew Asmo would accept him and help him in whatever way Asmo could.

And of course, Satan was nervous because Asmo couldn’t go to the others not yet. Satan planned it out that Lucifer was on Earth and expected to be there for a week, so Satan had time to execute his plan.

Asmo was worried when Satan came to him all serious. Well, Satan is always serious but this time the nervousness and lack of confidence made Asmodeus sit still and hold his breath. Asmodeus was attentive as Satan slowly stumbled through his prepared speech, which mainly focused on talking about the book he had just finished.

Asmo didn’t understand until he saw how heartbroken and lost Satan looked. He was frantic in a sense and blurted out something along the lines of, “So, you wish you were a parrotfish?” while it wasn’t necessarily the best thing to say, the laugh it go out of Satan and the uncertainty in his smile was worth it.

Asmodeus took it upon himself to go shopping for Satan, getting him new more masculine clothes.

It was Levi that got Satan’s his first Binder, “A lot of cosplayers wear them, so you should be okay for some light exercising in it”

Soon all the brothers, well except Lucifer knew and the day Lucifer came back, Satan hid and avoided him.

Satan should have known better, but he was still surprised when Lucifer summoned for him

He was terrified.

When he entered the room, he couldn’t meet Lucifer’s eyes. But when he spared the glance, he saw the disappointment in Lucifer’s eye. Satan tried to swallow around the lump in his throat and ignore the burning in his eyes.

“What are you wearing?” Not exactly what Satan thought Lucifer was going to say first. “Was it Asmodeus?” “Ugh” Lucifer shook his head and strolled to his closet and threw the door open and went searching for something. “Ah, there it is,” Lucifer returned with a yellow sweater. “This would be more suiting for you,” Lucifer offered the sweater to Satan.

“You aren’t mad?”

“The only thing I’m relatively mad at is how offensive that outfit is,”

“I might have shoes too, but they might be a little big on you,”

Satan left wearing his new sweater and shoes on, laughing how he had to keep a black undershirt on, and the shoes flopped due to being too big. But he left with a lot of weight off his shoulders and high in spirits.

That sweater is the famous one you still see him wear today. He wonders why Lucifer would have such a bright color and when he asked Lucifer just made a face and rolled his eyes as he replied with “Asmodeus thought I needed to brighten my wardrobe.”

Satan loves it, its soft and bright. It’s a little too low cut for his liking but an undershirt fixed that problem. And it doesn’t hug his chest and honestly, it’s his favorite piece of clothing

Parrotfish is a permanent book in his room and he reads it once a year. And has special scenes marked, so he can go back and read certain passages when needed

Once Satan came out to Barbatos and Diavolo they both requested to read the book and met with him for tea to talk about the book and life.

Lucifer even snagged the book for a bit. (He tried to be sneaky about it and Satan pretended not to notice)

Asmodeus and Mammon is chaotic with their support, it nice and needed but can also be overboard but he knows they do it out of love. Pride is a huge thing at the house and Asmo decided to do a gender reveal party for Satan

Beelzebub, Belphegor and Levi are supportive like they are ready to fight anyone who gives Satan any issues about his gender and gender identity, but they are as obnoxious as Asmo and Mammon. They will sit with him, talk to him, or just quietly listen. Most times they can’t offer help and admit they don’t know what to say other then they are here for him and willing to listen to whatever he needs to talk about.

Lucifer is quiet support. At first, Satan thought he didn’t approve but then Lucifer would make a random statement or ask for clarification that made Satan feel comfortable. Lucifer glared at anyone who even thought about giving Satan a weird look.

Satan’s go to binder color is a light grey and most times it just a crop top rather than a full-body one. Though he has an aqua blue one he wears occasionally. (I have a drawing of this somewhere lmao)

Satan tried to give himself his first haircut but Asmo had to come in and fix up the mess and disaster he created. Sure, his hair was way too short for his liking, but it wasn’t long anymore.

Over the years has learned the different meanings behind the looks he gets, whether it’s in disgust or that longing look that demons that aren’t out give him. He somehow occasionally becomes a dad to other trans! Demons. Whether it's long talks or if it's just quick tips that help him through the years.

Ironically enough, Lucifer is his biggest support or the one he relies on the most during days or moments when Satan feels terrible. Because Lucifer won’t be fussing all over him or beat around the bush about it. Sometimes he will state he too busy to talk but will leave and come back with hot tea and Satan’s favorite biscuits. Lucifer sometimes sends him away to grab his homework and they will just work in silence together. While Satan hates to admit how much he appreciates Lucifer for these moments, it helps a lot.

Last one! The first formal after Satan came out, he realized he didn’t have clothes for it. Out of all the styles and outfits he had gotten nothing formal ever came through. His brothers came through though. Asmo couldn’t convince him on any of his extra formal wear so he went around finding pieces that the other brothers weren’t using. Satan was only missing a jacket, but the outfit looked perfect. When he ran into Lucifer, Lucifer brought him to his room and offered him one of his simpler jackets and touch him how to pin it to tailor the sleeves to a better height.

#trans satan #trans beel #trans beelzbub #obey me #obey me satan #obey me beelzebub #yuki writes #Yuki Writes!#hiding this in tags but I thought about Autistic Satan and Autistic Levi

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RAD Student Files: Lucifer, The Celestial Realm’s Bastard Pride

before i start the post, Thank you guys for the support^^ it really means alot. and im going to go very in depth with these post, so i decided to make each brother have their own spotlight by making it individual post.

also i apologize in advance if i cant joke around much with these post hehe^^;

Spoiler warnings, so you have been warned!

Background and Origin:

Lucifer,as famous as he is right now. With the Netflix show and other representations of him throughout history, his name has only been mentioned once in the bible.

“ How art thou fallen from Heaven, O Lucifer, Son of the Morning,” (Isiah 14:12 King James Version)

this simple line was said to actually be a foreshadowing of the fall of the King of Babylon, Nebuchadrezzar . Some say it is alluding to the fall of a Pheonician God, Helal who sought after the Chief God’s throne and fell (pretty similar eh? actually dfq too similar) .

some say that Lines from Ezekiel might be marking a prophecy of Lucifer’s faith (Ezekiel 28: 11-19 , the passage is alittle too long, so if you want to see it just search that up), the passage speaks about King Tyre and what his pride did to him not only that but the passage then goes to mention “ the Anointed Cherub”. This is said by Jonathan Edwards, a Philosophical Theologian is a reference to Lucifer; as Lucifer was made highest of the angels, not only this but is said to be the closest to the throne of God.

Now, who and what is Helal? the actual Hebrew text has the name “Helal”( which still meant Morning star) instead of Lucifer. both do mean the same thing, an Astrological Phenomenon.

the actual name of Lucifer came from the Latin Vulgate version of the Bible.Lucifer, which meant “Light Bearer” and was directly connected to the Planet Venus. As the bible gets translated over and over again, this later turned Lucifer instead of being just a figure of speech, became an individual being. most of the stories about Lucifer are taken from Poetic literature about the bible and legends.

there are many interpretations to the fall of Lucifer( the Anointed Cherub), so i will give the most well known and then briefly touch upon the other interpretations.

Lucifer, before his fall was said to be God’s most perfect creation, a Cherub ( some would disagree and say a seraph, but more on that later) whose beauty was unmatched, whose knowledge was above those of his kind; God gave him knowledge that only Lucifer can have. second only to the father himself.he was the leader of the angels but, he grew in pride and decided that being second to the father is not enough. that he has to be equal--no greater than the father. With this, he waged war that caused great chaos throughout heaven. Michael (in some accounts, Gabriel) the archangel second to him lead the army that counters his and was able to defeat him and cast him and those who sided with him out of Heaven. following the Book of Revelations, it is also accounted that third of the angels in Heaven fell with Lucifer.

as he was cast into the Abyss, he is to bound there until the day of Judgement, but with his despise of God, he then goes to the mortal world to tempt and torment the Father’s most beloved creation, Humans. he does this so that he can acquire their souls and keep them away from God( this was stated in the Apocrypha, Enoch). it is said that he appears as a beautiful innocent child and uses this form to easily tempt humans to follow his words.

some interpretations state that the reason for Lucifer’s rebellion is because, God made another being, Jesus, who was Higher than him. as Lucifer only is near the throne of God, Jesus is to sit on the throne with God for all eternity. which infuriated Lucifer.

and in some interpretations, it is said that God permitted Lucifer to be able to tempt humans. and in some Gnostic Christian Sects they believe that Lucifer isn’t even evil, but the first-born of God who is to save humanity with his gift of Knowledge.

Jonathan Edwards, even goes as far as to say the fall of Lucifer to him pleases God, as his fall is for the greatness of God that is to come.

Lucifer in the Sacred Magic of Abramelin the mage, Lucifer is stated to be one of the four Principal spirits. in the True keys of Solomon, Lucifer is identified to be one of the three demons who can command all others of his kind, he is said to rule over demons in Europe and Asia ; the other two demons who have the same authority is Beezlebub and Astaroth . as for other legends, they state that Lucifer is the Consort of Lilith ( weird but okay?). according to Peter Binsfield, Lucifer represents the Sin of Pride; to note, it is said that Pride is the King of all sins, which seems fitting for Lucifer. He is also the Opposing force to Saint John the Baptist. in the Friar Rush, Lucifer is said to be the “ Prince of Gluttony” .

as for Lucifer’s position in hell, there is some debate over it, on one side it is said that Lucifer is the emperor of Hell, with Satan being second to him and Beezlebub third to him. for some Demonographers, Lucifer is a great Lover of justice in Hell. and the other side, it is said that it is either Satan or Beezlebub.

So How does it show in the game?

Lucifer in the game is well known as the loyal right hand of Diavolo ( the devil?). He is obedient to Diavolo’s wishes and does everything he can to make sure no one opposes him, even his brothers. this is quite different from the things mentioned above. Lucifer is supposed to be the highest one in Hell, he was able to even rebel against Heaven for it, yet here he is...serving a Demon?

Lucifer is shown to be a sadistic, strict, over bearing, secretive, but caring(?) sibling. he shows to be dealing with alot of problems with the past especially concerning Lilith.

(the sadistic side could be a reference to how he loves to torture and torment humans. just a guess)

the game seems to take liberty of taking shifting and twisting the origins to make a more human Lucifer, his story is also very similar to what his origins state.

but, the thing i want to focus on is Lucifer’s model, in the game he is stated to be seraphim, an angel that has 6 wings( this information was given by Luke during Chapter 5), but his model only goes to show 4. now, in the information above, Lucifer is said to be a Cherub, so whats with that?

to be technical, Cherubs are angels of Knowledge, which for others means, his sin is caused by his knowledge. Seraphims are angels of Charity, while they are the highest choir, if you try to connect it with his sin, it doesn’t match. but, since the game used the Seraphim interpretation so we’ll go with that.

Lucifer is also shown to have dark hair and his wings have turned black, modern interpretations do this as to show his turn to the darkness, but some interpret it as the result of Lucifer’s wings being burned. his character model shows him with only 4 wings, so where’s the 3rd pair? most likely burned off during his fall to the Devildom , or they were burned during the Celestial war. and the implications that Micheal did it might be likely, since his origins states that Micheal was the one to defeat Lucifer and His army.

Diavolo when he gushes about Lucifer, he always goes on about how Lucifer was so bright and blinding, which could be a reference to his name as Light Bearer.

in regards to Lucifer’s relationship with Lilith, During chapter 5, we were able to find out about that Belphie, Beel, Lilith, and Lucifer used to be very close. hoping this game doesnt take the incest route, we can say that Lucifer and Lilith are just very close siblings rather than the original interpretation that He is a Consort of Lilith. much of the lore is still in the making, so most of the things are just possibilities.

ps. i hope you guys enjoyed reading this very long post ❤❤��,sorry for taking a while to post :< school’s been taking up alot of my schedule so the time window for researching has been hard to manage. but enough about that, if you have any information you want to share that i wasnt able to include or you want to correct some things, please feel free to comment it :3

references:

The Encyclopedia of Demons and Demonology By Rosemary Ellen Guiley

The Organization of Pandemonium By Maxmilian Rudwin

A Dictionary of Angels Including Fallen Angels By Gustav Davidson

A Field Guide to Demons, Fairies, Fallen Angels , And Other Subversive Spirits By Carol K. Mack and Dinah Mack

The Names of the Damned : The Dictionary of Demons by Michelle Belanger

Dictionary Infernal By Collin De Plancy

And more ( Tumblr doesn't want links so ;<)

#obey me #obey me!#obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer

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