#I remember it being mentioned that Beel tends to it sometimes

[spicyicetea]

So… I used to play Obey me a while back, but I finally decided to get back into it. You can thank Beel, I've always loved him. I decided that I'll open up my questions to any and all obey me related content but I also have a few ideas of my own I kinda want to write anyways.  I don't remember the plot of the original game that well. I know I could just go back and go through the chapters again, but I want to experience the game properly again so am currently waiting for the damn account deletion to be done so I can replay (Finally get to do it on the 19th). In the meantime,I've decided to start playing Nightbringer, I'm currently on Lesson 12, I don't remember what level though. I'm enjoying myself, Beel has been my focus since day one but seeing Diavolo in his demon form constantly… damn… ANYWAY!

Because I don't know the story as well as I generally know the characters, I have to make significant changes to the MC in my writing as I don't know all the vague lore you get about them every now and then. However, I've decided just blanking them out is too boring. A few complaints I've seen about x reader/xMCs is that they tend to be written with little to no significant personality, which makes sense to project upon but can become bland. I try to give my MCs different personalities and decide that I'll just do the same thing here. But, like more. I have one or two draft ideas but I'm still caught between them. I know I want to have the MC be an established character rather than a husk, it makes sense to have them be so blank for a game but it can sometimes make it hard to relate to such a blank slate in writing. (For me at least). Out of the drafts I've decided to go with, my first idea, which is to keep the Human MC but not have them be from the human world in the game. I was originally considering making the MC be from the real world, but to further differentiate the game MC to the way I want to write them, they're going to be from a world that is a bit more magical. It won't be blatantly in your face in the way of being overpowered or as strong as Solomon, but the MC isn't a pushover and doesn't like being disrespected. I suppose I should introduce our MC before posting the little preview to gauge interest. 

MEET MC:

Currently she is being represented by my persona, but there is 0 description of her appearance in the actual writing, well other than basic fem descriptors, tiddie and thicc thighs because I am a whore. Now you can kinda already see some vague lore with all the hands. As I mentioned before, this MC comes from a world with magic, including angels, demons and more. The five mentioned briefly in the drawing refers to some characters that help establish her backstory and why she is in the Devildom in the first place, they won't play key roles in the story itself, unless people are interested in who they are.

Obey me! x reader (slight Yandere/possessive behaviour)

Warnings: All writing on my page is either full Yandere or somewhat Yandere, with possessive tendencies. Many may include mentions of violence, swearing and sexual imagery. MDNI. Demons trying to stake their claim over you already.

Prologue kinda

The tip of my foot tapped against the tiles as I continued to whisk the frosting in the bowl, cradled in my arms. Swaying side to side to the tune I hummed under my breath, a soft tail curling around my ankle grounding me again. I look to my side with a smile, crouching down and running my free hand through the soft cats fur.

“Hiya Jiji, are you alright?” I cooed, my cat rolling onto her back.

I close my eyes in a smile as my fingers go to scratch between her ears, but instead brush against the cold floor. With a pout I open my eyes, only to stare at an unfamiliar floor. The air feels stagnant and keeps catching in my throat, randomly appearing somewhere else armed with only a whisk and a bowl of frosting would do that to someone though. At the sound of a loud “Ahem” I slowly rose from my hunched of position.

“Who are you?” A stern voice called from behind me, clearly not happy to have a visitor.

Biting my lip nervously I turned on my heels to face them only to be met with a hoard, oh wait group is the appropriate word. Scanning over their horns and defensive posture, they must be demons… but I had never seen any demons like them back home. Speaking of home, I don’t recognise this place at all from hell when I’d visit to do business. My eyes darted to the bracelet on my wrist, the charms dangling there and not responding as I pressed on them.

“Damn it…” I muttered under my breath.

“I’ll ask again, who are you?” The voice asked again far more forcefully.

I dropped my arm back to my sides as I looked up at the demons. Upon a second glance, it was clear that three of them weren’t demons but angels, well one seems to be human but a shady one at that. Despite the suffocating anxiety settling in, I bit my lip and debated my options. Dying in a foreign hell didn’t seem too nice right about now.

‘Remember Y/N, when meeting anyone, no matter their status, act polite and formal. It has the lowest likelihood of backfiring.’ A voice echoed in my mind.

As much as I hated it when… he decided to implant thoughts in my memory, they were often useful. Heeding the voice’s advice I promptly bowed, straightening my posture as a rose again.

“My name is Y/N, I’m a human.”

“Y/N? Human? How intriguing, how is a human like you here?” The man beside the first laughed, placing a hand on the stern one’s shoulder as he spoke.

As if sharing the same thought, the all turned to the white haired human before he chuckled awkwardly and shook his head.

“Don’t look at me, this isn’t my doing, I don’t know anyone named Y/N.”

I just stood silently, watching as they devolved into bickering, the red-head who had addressed me before standing aside with another man, entertained my their squabbles. That was until I received a firm poke to my shoulder. I jolt at the sudden contact, smacking them on the cheek with the whisk still in my hand.

“Oh, can I?” The ginger asked, motioning to the bowl tucked under my arm.

I raised a bow and just held the whisk up at his face, him leaning forward and licking the frosting off, starting blankly at me before changing to a content smile and licked the rest of the frosting off of it.

“Mmm, sweet, did you make this?”

“Huh? Well, yes?”

He nodded, grabbing my shoulders and turning to face the group, his yelling grabbing their attention.

“Lucifer! We’re keeping her!”

“What?! No we’re not!”

“I think it’s an amazing idea, Lucifer! She can move into the spare room in the House of Lamentation!”

“Diavolo… yes sir.” Lucifer sighed.

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And that’s how I ended up here, sat on a bed that was apparently now mine while a demon cooed and painted my nails.

“Ah, you look so adorable Y/N-chan,” Asmodeus sang, admiring my now dry nails.

It had only been a day since I had been… given refuge in this house, and it was already exhausting. The brothers seemed to not trust me, yet clung to me whenever I went into shared living spaces. I’ve been jumped on, bit and two of the brothers even started yelling at each other when their “Y/N schedule” overlapped. It wasn’t all bad though. The brothers weren’t the only ones present at the time and the others seemed to stick around.

As Asmodeus dragged me by my arm out of the room into the library, I gulped as all eyes drew to us, their hungry stares sending shivers up my spine. As my eyes met a pair of friendly gold ones, a grin spread on Diavolo’s face, ushering me over.

“Ah, Y/N, are both of you done with your pampering? Come sit with us!” Diavolo grinned, patting his thigh.

I walk over to sit between him and Barbatos, standing waiting for an opportunity to sit down. Both of them looked at each other with a smirk, Diavolo leaning back and patting his thigh again.

“Come, what has you hesitating?” He grinned.

“Wait, you want me to… sit on-“

Diavolo leant forwards, intertwining our fingers as he pulled me towards himself, using his other hand to spin me around and sit me on his thigh. I tense up, hands shooting to sit in my lap. His hands stay on my hips, rubbing up and down my sides as he casually continued to speak to brothers.

“Lucifer, have you thought about our previous discussion?”

“Yes, my brothers and I would be more than able to monitor her at RAD.”

“Wait what?” I ask, turning back to look at Diavolo.

He just chuckled and leant forwards, his chin resting on my shoulder.

“Well, you must be here for some reason even if you’re unaware, so we’ve decided to let you stay. To help you integrate into the Devildom we’re enrolling you in RAD, the Royal Academy of Diavolo. Lucifer and his brothers will look after you during your stay, so if any problems come up, please do tell them. I don’t mind if you come visit Barbatos and I though, I can always make time for… special guests.”

His horns rubbed against the back of my neck as his grip tightened when the other brothers come into the library. Yeah… this is going to be a stressful stay.

Yay finally managed to copy past this without my tumblr having a stroke. I hope you people like this, I’m down horrendous for these men and really want an excuse to write for these characters. The relationships will build quickly and each new update will focus on a character primarily, perhaps with nsfw? Idk depends on how well you all take this. There are some characters I think would make sense to get close to first in this so I’ll make it up to y’all. As much as I want Diavolo sadly I don’t think, going down the harem route, that he’d be the first one you offically started dating, he’d probably be either after or just before Lucifer to be honest.

#x reader #yandere x reader #obey me x reader #obey me #yandere obey me #yandere obey me x reader #obey me asmodeus #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me beelzebub

[666writingcafe]

The Home Theater

Satan

"I don't remember the House of Lamentation having one of these," MC notes as they take in their surroundings. "Whose idea was it to put one here?"

"It was mine," I answer. "Barbatos helped me set everything up. All the equipment, the acoustics...it's all top-notch."

"By human world standards, or Devildom ones?" I've forgotten how observant they are. MC seems to enjoy taking in all sorts of information, even if it seems insignificant to other people. That's one of the things I like about them.

"According to the employee at DevTech--I mean, Best Buy--we have the top-of-the-line equipment, and the quality is comparable to some of ours." I hate that I keep swapping human world names with Devildom ones. I personally feel like I'm better than that.

"Have you guys used it yet?"

"Funny that you mention that, because we just started a zombie movie marathon last weekend."

"Was that your idea as well?" I nod my head.

"The idea of zombies has interested me for a while now. While there are diseases and curses that can induce a zombie-like state in demons, it's usually a temporary problem that can be solved with medicine. That doesn't seem to be the case with humans."

"Are you solely basing that on our movies?"

"Of course not. I've also read books."

"Fiction or non-fiction?" Oh, I'm about to blow their mind.

"Both, actually."

While the human world seems to focus on the fantastical elements of zombies, the Devildom has meticulously recorded all zombie outbreaks that have occurred throughout the centuries. You see, sometimes a human zombie accidentally stumbles in the Devildom, and we have to deal with that situation properly in order to prevent chaos.

While we've certainly dealt with the stereotypical zombies--the ones that are slow-moving, crave brains, and are more or less dead--those aren't the only ones that we've come across. Some are capable of sprinting, others aren't too keen on brains, and there's even those that appear perfectly fine on the outside but have some kind of parasite in their brain that's making them carry out orders with no thought whatsoever.

Although, sometimes the parasite doesn't have a physical form and is instead created as a result of rather intense brainwashing.

"I see," MC states once I've completed my mini lecture. "Somehow, that's never come up in any of my classes."

"That's because you've only taken general knowledge ones. RAD offers majors, and with those comes specific classes for particular areas of study. Although, in order to declare a major, you have to prove that you have a solid understanding of the fundamentals first, since you might get pulled to teach a class or two."

"Has that ever happened to you guys?"

"Lucifer and I are the only ones out of our bunch that have declared a major. Belphie's been offered, but he doesn't want to deal with the responsibility of teaching, so he just takes whatever interests him. The others simply haven't proven themselves yet. Levi struggles with attendance, and Beel has difficulty concentrating. As for Mammon and Asmo, I think they're content with where they're at right now, so they're not going to push themselves too hard."

"What do you and Lucifer major in?"

"He does potions and curses. I focus on history and literature. Somehow, despite my sin, I tend to be a more patient teacher than him. At least, that's what I've heard from other students."

"That's really interesting." MC appears deep in thought. "Do you think I could major in something?"

Honestly, I don't know how to answer that question, mainly because we've never had beings outside the Devildom attend RAD before Diavolo implemented the exchange program. It wouldn't surprise me if he did allow MC and the others to declare a major eventually, but I don't know how long that would take. Would MC be alive by then? Or be in a good physical and mental state to take in additional knowledge, let alone teach an entire classroom? Personally, I think they have the best chance out of the initial exchange students of eventually declaring a major, but that isn't for me to determine.

"That would be something to ask Diavolo. I don't think I'm qualified to answer that question." MC nods their head.

"So, changing the subject...wanna watch a movie together?"

"Like, right now?"

"Yeah!" I sigh.

"As much as I would like to, I doubt the others would be happy if I kept you all to myself before they've even had the chance to say hi to you. I will have to take your offer some other time."

"Sounds good. I'll try to find a good movie for us to watch together in the meantime."

"You bring the movie, and I'll whip up something nice for us to eat." MC snorts in amusement. "Do you not think I'm capable of cooking, MC?"

"It's not that at all. Just reacting to an idea I had, that's all."

"What kind of thought?" Interesting. My question has made them tense up all of a sudden. Usually they only get that way if someone catches them doing something that they think they're not supposed to do. Like fiddling with strange objects.

Or having dirty thoughts.

I keep coming across the phrase "Netflix and chill" in the media I've been consuming, and it appears to be referring to hooking up with someone as a movie's playing in the background. Is MC wanting to do that with me?

Are they afraid I'd find the idea silly? Because I don't. I mean, if it was something that I was invested in, then I'd want to pay attention to whatever was playing, but I'm more than capable of choosing something that I can tune out as I focus on something else.

Especially if that something else happens to be MC.

I lean in closer to them to whisper,

"You know, I went ahead and assembled a collection of movies I thought you'd like." I plant a kiss right below MC's ear, making them shiver slightly. "I really enjoyed picking them out, actually." I begin moving down their neck. "It was fun thinking about what might appeal to you. There are so many genres that are worth exploring."

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me satan #welcome to me randomly creating lore that wasn't there before #was not what i intended to do at all #in fact #i thought of it on the spot as i was writing this #like some other things that i've posted #in my head it makes some degree of sense #i mean #how do you keep individuals like lucifer and satan interested in going to school #both of them are extremely intelligent after all #basic classes just wouldn't satisfy them #also #i know the whole 'satan assembles a movie collection for mc' is canonically innocent #however #i felt like adding a bit of spice to it

[moemoemammon]

What kinda flowers do you think grow in the HoL's garden? What do you think they look like? Tbh I wanna see their plants in general, considering the whole 'lack of sunlight' thing.🤔

#I remember it being mentioned that Beel tends to it sometimes #obey me #obey me drabbles #obey me! #obey me shall we date #daikon talks #obey me! shall we date? #shall we date? obey me! #shall we date obey me

[demonfamilytherapist]

Ah, thank you for the reply. ^^ I understand. (Spoilers up til lesson 16 I think?)

I was thinking about all the times the brothers had hurt MC in the beginning, and I kind of was like "What if Solomon casted a spell so the brothers would see through MC's eyes, feel their emotions at that moment of when they threatened/attacked MC?" Beel's rage over the custard, Belphie's attack, Levi in the quiz contest, possibly Satan if I recall correctly and the several incidents with Lucifer. Sometimes I feel like they pretend it never happened, which makes me super salty.

Brothers Experience MC’s Worst Memories of Them

A/N: this is a super interesting request! Obviously it was toughest for Mammon and Asmo, our two 'least murder' boys, but I tried to give them something too. I hope you enjoy it!

Content warning: spoilers for like… all of season 1. Mentions of violence, blood, and death.

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Solomon hummed as he stirred the pot - a potion, thankfully, and not any attempt at a meal. You’d decided to observe him to see if you could figure out if there was any fundamental flaw to his cooking techniques that would explain... everything.

“So, what is this again?” you asked.

“Something Diavolo asked me to whip up,” he said as he poured something lime green into the mixture. “Humans and demons often have different perspectives, so it’s supposed to help bridge that gap. Give a demon a more human experience. Actually, I wanted to ask you a favour.”

“Hm?”

“Since my experiences as a human aren’t exactly... typical... I was hoping I could borrow a hair?”

You shrugged and allowed it, perhaps a bit too used to Solomon’s strange requests.

It was only later, when your demons collapsed to the floor and trembled after being volunteered as guinea pigs, that Solomon realised his error.

“Diavolo requested something that would share human experiences of fear and pain, too...” he murmured, scanning over his notes, trying to figure out the cause. “I might have made it a bit too strong.”

“What exactly are they experiencing?” you snapped, placing Belphie’s pillow under his head as he whimpered. You tended to the brothers as best you could, but they didn’t wake.

“Your worst memories. Specifically, when it comes to them.”

Mammon

Mammon looked into his own eyes with confusion.

He recognised the setting instantly - your room.

What did Solomon’s stupid potion do?

He looked around and saw pizza on the floor, Beel shutting the door behind him, and your laptop paused on an episode of TSL.

Finally he looked at himself - or rather, yourself.

...What the hell did Solomon’s stupid potion do?

Your wrist was loosely wrapped in a bandage and his other self, his past self, muttered curses as he wound it tighter.

Fuck, what was this giddy feeling? He wasn’t Asmo, Mammon didn’t get off to himself that kinda way.

Was this... was this your emotion?

Giddy, bubbly, like the beginnings of a...

Mammon had felt like this back then, too. He hadn't thought that you might actually-

“...Listen. The next time your life’s in danger, I’m gonna be the one to save you, alright?”

The feeling soared - a rush of affection that left Mammon’s head floating, and while he didn’t remember you smiling like an idiot during this moment he certainly felt like he was.

Mammon was gonna need more of this potion. Seeing himself through your eyes, feeling like this, Mammon just... He could really believe he had a chance.

Better than a chance. Mammon was gonna get you alone as soon as he woke up.

“...And if I can’t manage to save ya, then make sure you die, got it?!”

The feeling faltered, sputtered, and Mammon tried to chase it. Tried to get it back, tried to fill up a chest suddenly feeling hollow, a raw and painful disappointment digging its claws in.

“It’s me or no one, understand?”

You questioned why in a voice that sounded a lot smaller in your own ears than what he’d heard and he snapped that it was his job, and Mammon... Mammon hadn’t meant to sound so harsh back then, Mammon hadn’t meant to say it so loudly.

That was the clearest memory.

Mammon slipped into others - different times, different places, the only thing consistent was him, his stupid mouth, and the heavy feeling in your chest.

So many moments Mammon hadn’t thought twice about. So many times he’d tried to dodge the truth. So much wasted potential, your happiness constantly stolen from you by his stupid mouth.

Mammon hadn’t meant to. He always just... He got embarrassed by that sorta stuff, and he’d never thought that you might like him back. Not that way.

Mammon didn’t want to fuck up the one good thing that’d happened to him in centuries. The one person other than his brothers he could get close to. So he’d tried not to change things.

As the memories went on, the they’re just a puny humans and the how’d I get stuck on babysitting duty’s went on, the pain in his, in your, chest stayed the same. But Mammon felt less and less of the feeling before it, the care, the way you looked into his eyes and your heart fluttered.

Was it because the flashes of memory were getting faster, lingering less on each one?

Or was it because that feeling was fading away?

Mammon couldn’t tell the difference between his pain and yours.

You deserved, fuck, you deserved so much better than a demon who couldn’t be honest with you, than a demon who hurt you like this, you deserved better than Mammon.

Mammon woke up with tears blurring his vision.

You called his name and when he met your eyes all he could see was the pain he’d caused you, the heartache, the slow washing away of your hope.

“I love ya.”

“Mammon, what-”

“I love ya, I love you, I do,” Mammon babbled, reaching out for you and collapsing into your arms when you offered them to him, still, despite everything.

“I love you, MC, I always have, I’m an idiot, I’m sorry, please believe me…”

Mammon didn’t care about Solomon and Simeon watching this scene with wide eyes.

All that mattered was that you knew the truth.

Mammon would never deny you that again.

Levi

This might actually be Levi’s worst nightmare come to life.

Suddenly, he's seeing himself through your eyes. Worse, he can feel what you feel.

Worse worse, it's during the TSL quiz. Before all the gaming nights, and the anime marathons, and the conventions, and the concerts, and-

Levi was stuck for a moment, unsure whose feelings were whose - if the panic, disgust, and embarrassment he felt were his or yours.

But your feelings felt foreign. Softer, kinder.

You weren't annoyed by his long-winded answers.

You weren't grossed out by his otaku ramblings.

You were surprised, almost... impressed?

Levi's self-esteem rose to levels it hadn't seen since he'd been a general in the Celestial Realm.

You also felt a little guilty... Was it because your questions were way easier? Levi wouldn't hold that against you, you were just a TSL initiate right now!

Levi only wished he'd gotten close to you sooner. He would do anything to have seen your face the first time you'd watched the TSL movies! How come stupid Mammon and Beel got to! Levi would've appreciated it more!

Oh, it would’ve been amazing! Levi would make sure that you weren’t interrupted by any of his brothers, of course you would watch the extended editions. You’d be so absorbed with the movies, Levi could look at you without worrying!

And maybe you'd be so focused he could feed you some popcorn and-

No! Too high level!

Levi was so lost in his fantasy he almost missed you pulling out your secret weapon.

Ah, right.

“I won’t stand for this!”

Levi had let his envy get out of hand.

“All you did was stay up late one night marathoning the DVDs!”

You hadn’t disliked him before you made the pact, or at least you hadn’t hated him…

“The idea that someone like YOU could actually be a bigger TSL fan than me, it’s…”

Past Levi was going to change that now.

Mammon called for him - weird, Levi didn’t remember that.

Your heart hammered in your chest, the sudden appearance of Levi’s horns and tail sending adrenaline running through you.

“No… no, I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!”

You cried out for Mammon, stumbled, fell backwards as Levi ran at you.

You hit the floor all wrong. Sharp pain made you and Levi hiss, your wrist collapsing under your weight.

The pain and fear left you shaking on the floor with a demon towering over you.

Ha. Even a pathetic shut-in like Levi could look scary to a fragile human…

Lucifer intervened but your eyes never left Levi. Fear pulsed through you, tears blurred your vision… it had all happened so fast, Levi felt dizzy. Or was that from you, too?

Humans were so delicate, even Levi had known that, so why did he...

Levi was left dazed. It took you calling his name several times before he realised he was awake.

He opened his mouth, ready to let his usual self-loathing comments slip out - how he was a gross otaku, worthless scum not worth your time, an awful demon who didn't deserve a pact with you - but only a choked off whimper came out, so he hid his face in his hands instead.

Fingers brushed against his hair and Levi tried to make himself smaller, half-expecting pain to follow. It was only what he did to you

You weren't like that though. The touch stayed gentle and Levi shook underneath it.

Was it okay for him to be happy with this, even if he didn't deserve it?

Beel

Beel hadn’t been listening, so it was a shock to suddenly be thrust into a body that was much... smaller.

He hadn’t had to look up at Mammon this much since he was a child! And why was he in the kitchen at the House of Lamentation? Wasn’t he just at the Demon Lord’s Castle? Why was Mammon whispering and creeping about? Why did Mammon call him MC- oh.

Looking down at himself he saw your hands, but lacking some of the marks and scars you’d earned in your time in the Devildom.

More importantly, where your shirt rode up, Beel could see your stomach - and a distinct lack of his pact mark.

Despite starting to put the pieces together, the sight still panicked Beel - he tried to reach out for your bond and only calmed down when he felt it, reassured your connection was still there.

In fact, it was stronger than ever.

He could feel your fatigue, almost like how he felt Belphie. He could feel your annoyance at Mammon, tempered by affection.

And then, Beel tasted - tasted delicious custard, his favourite flavour bursting across your tongue.

Delicious, but… did that mean…?

Beel - you - froze when Beelzebub walked in.

Beel knew he was tall, knew others had to crane their necks to look up at him, but he’d never truly appreciated what that meant until now. In your body, feeling your heart rate pick up and your adrenaline spike as the other Beel towered over you with a dangerous expression.

“Did you actually eat my custard? Answer me, Mammon!”

His voice boomed in your fragile human ears. Was Beel always this loud? Was he always this intimidating?

You’d always treated him so gently. Beel loved that about you, loved how he felt like something precious in your arms.

Beel could barely hear Mammon’s stuttered explanations over the sound of your heartbeat. Beel knew people got scared of him. He was big, his face didn’t show much expression, and everyone thought he was one empty stomach away from making them his next meal.

You’d seen past that, you’d gotten to know him; Beel, not the dumb jock or the Avatar of Gluttony, but Beel, the sixth-born, the protector.

Beel felt bad about how he’d treated you at first but he hadn’t realised… he didn’t think about…

You were a fragile human and the Avatar of Gluttony was in your face, crowding over you, stomach rumbling and teeth showing.

Beel hadn't realised how badly he'd frightened you.

You closed your eyes and Beel could tell from your senses that you were on the ground - you weren’t hurt, he hadn’t pushed you, you were just staying low and out of the way as kitchen appliances and dishes crashed and broke.

Beel felt arms around him - around you. Mammon, Mammon there to calm you down and keep you safe.

At the time, Beel had been angry with his brother. Now he wanted to thank Mammon. Mammon had protected you before Beel had even thought to.

A final, overwhelming bang filled the air, the sound of something collapsing in, and Beel knew the wall of your room was gone.

The last thing he felt was a sob choking its way out of your throat.

Beel woke up to your hands running through his hair, looking down at him with gentle eyes - a stark contrast to the position he’d just experienced.

Beel put his hand over yours and squeezed.

“I’m sorry.”

You sighed and shifted his head onto your lap, leaning over to give him a kiss on the forehead.

“I know, Beel, I know.”

Asmo

In truth, Asmo was a little excited!

Naturally he noticed he was in your body right away - Asmo had made it his mission to memorise all the details of whatever you would show him, and he was quite familiar with your hands.

It took him a little longer to identify the time - you were in the Demon Lord's Castle, and he could see himself and Simeon. Your eyes were on him - of course! - and he was posing, but not for you.

For a... oh, he remembered that statue!

This was the retreat!

You were watching him with amusement, a bit of affection (he'd like a bit more, but this was still early days, he'd forgive you) and... annoyance?

What?

The argument with Satan and the others happened, the other Asmo stormed off, and you followed after. Asmo got a rare view of his back from another's perspective, but he was much more concerned with the emotions he could feel through you.

Nervousness, he could understand - after all, you were clearly looking for a private conversation with him!

But why anger? He'd just been having some fun...

And why fear?

Asmo considered it as you began your conversation with the past him. He knew now that this had been for Belphie, so maybe you feared for his sake? The thought still weighed on him a bit, but Asmo knew your intentions were nothing but good.

If anything, it was kind of sweet how far you were willing to go for his family...

Asmo's attention was drawn back to the present - the past - by a bolt of fear.

Your body was now pressed up against a cool pillar, the sudden change in temperature forcing a shiver down your spine.

The past Asmo was leaning over you and... Asmo was confused. His face was as flawless as ever, his hair was perfectly curled, and yet...

...What was with his expression?

"I was trying to charm you. You know, like I did with down in the labyrinth. You saw how I tamed Levi's old pet snake, right?"

Asmo could hear a hint of frustration in past him's tone that made you squirm. He couldn't blame you. Normally he'd be happy to be so close to another person, but Asmo was suddenly very, very aware of how fragile you were.

"You're just a human. Yet, for some weird reason, it seems like my power doesn't work on you."

Asmo tried to argue with his past self. You weren't just a human, you were his darling MC! Unfortunately, your lips seemed sealed shut.

"Even so, if you think you can control me, well you've got another thing coming!"

Asmo knew he could be mean. Obviously! He was a demon, after all! Still, he didn't... he hadn't thought about you that way in so long, he'd forgotten you weren't always so close.

Your voice, which had sounded fine from Asmo's memory, trembled in your own ears. Maybe he just hadn't been paying enough attention to you in the past?

"Me? Make a pact with you? Hahaha!"

Asmo's tone was cutting, mocking, searching for any crack in the bravery it took for you to follow a demon off to some unknown part of the castle.

Your confidence wilted as he continued to mock you, the current Asmo trying to process what was happening.

How could he ever have treated you so thoughtlessly?

How could he ever have missed how precious you were?

How did you feel about him now?

Asmo woke with his eyes already searching for you, throwing himself towards you as soon as he heard your voice.

Asmo showered you in compliments even as you tried to calm him down, desperation creeping into his tone.

He was wrong, MC! Asmo would never tear you down like that again!

Please don’t hate him!

Satan

Satan had always regretted his actions on the day he asked you to make a pact with him.

At the time, he hadn’t considered your feelings at all. His thoughts were centred on annoying Lucifer, and you were a convenient means to that. And when you, a mere human, refused him, the fourth born, the Avatar of Wrath…

Satan knew he was wrong. His wrath had flared up with you as the target. But you had forgiven him, helped him, and as time passed and your relationship continued to blossom, Satan could almost forget how your relationship started.

At first, experiencing it through your eyes was alright.

Satan felt your sympathy for him when he spoke about his origins - your emotions flowed through him as strongly as his own, and it jarred him to look into his own eyes and feel the overwhelming urge to reach out.

The depth of your emotion, your kindness to him when he had admitted to wanting to use you… Satan let himself feel it all, hoping this experience could help him understand you.

He watched himself speak, the offer of a pact on his tongue, and even while he felt your confusion he cringed at his past self.

You were infinitely more than just a tool to use against Lucifer. He had to have been blind not to see it at the time.

Satan breathed in your determination, your hope, your love as you rejected his offer of a pact. He knew the worst was still to come but he just couldn’t help and enjoy understanding this part of you.

Truly, you were a remarkable human.

And then…

Satan watched his anger mount. Fear was not something he was totally unused to, but it was different, in a human.

He felt how fast your heart rate picked up, the foreign urge to run sending signals to his legs he couldn’t follow, trapped in your body.

“But I will make you suffer if you cross me, and it will be much more cruel and much less humane than anything my brothers would ever do.”

Satan had said all that… with such a smile upon his face?

How could he have ever, ever threatened you so calmly? If any demon spoke to you like that now, Satan would tear them apart.

“I’ll slice of your nose and ears, rip off your arms and legs, and feed you to the lower-level demons!”

No no no, he wouldn’t, he would never!

Your fear raced through him and Satan didn’t know how to process it.

Never in his life had he felt so helpless. Helpless against the demon before him. As the intensity of your fear increased Satan struggled to remain an observer, barely recognising himself as the past Satan approached you.

Satan’s back was against the wall, the Avatar of Wrath looming over him, and he couldn’t calm his breathing down. If things kept going like this, he would- you would- Satan needed to get you away from here, away from those bright green eyes and snarling mouth, but your legs wouldn’t move.

“Listen well, human, if you dare say you won’t make a pact with me again, you’ll pay for it with your…”

His heart beat out of your chest, his breathing sped up, and Satan couldn’t find where his fears began and yours ended.

Satan understood now. All this time, he’d been competing for your affection.

But he’d destroyed any chance he had before he’d even gotten off the starting block, hadn’t he?

How could you ever forget this? This desire to run, to get away - his whole being thrummed with it.

His more demonic instincts insisted he deal with the threat before him. The blond, green eyed demon that threatened you, the monster out of your nightmares.

The sheer relief upon Lucifer’s arrival made Satan unsteady. In trying to hurt Lucifer, Satan had set him up to play the hero for you.

At least you were out of danger. The Satan from the past backed away with a huff and a sneer.

Satan knew what came next - the book, the body swap, your quiet understanding and encouragement.

How much of that affection was real? How much was masking your fear?

When Satan came back to himself, to the present, to his brothers, some recovering, some still caught in the spell-

Satan met your eyes and he tried to back away, but his legs still trembled from fear and he stumbled, inelegantly falling back and landing hard against a table.

Apology after apology spilled from his lips, Mammon and Asmo both looking at Satan with understanding but what did they know? They’d never almost killed you.

Satan squeezed his eyes shut when you reach out, not sure what he expected. His heartbeat still pounding in his ear screamed a hit, a hit, but Satan knew you wouldn’t.

He breathed out when you caressed his cheek, the other hand drawing him closer to you.

Satan trembled in your grip, but held you tight. He would do anything to make sure you never felt that fear again, from him or from anyone else.

Lucifer

Lucifer was quick to understand the situation - and quick to swear revenge on Solomon.

Lucifer wondered what memory it would be, though.

Almost certainly his confrontation with you, Beel, and Luke, a source of shame he’d rather not return to.

However, Lucifer could manage that. Diavolo had intervened before anyone had been harmed.

If not that, then surely the dance? He’d actually hurt you in that instance - though you were certainly intelligent enough to know he wouldn’t try anything serious so publicly.

Lucifer wasn’t expecting to be in the library.

Lucifer couldn't follow along with the conversation.

Lucifer tried to remember anything like this happening.

“You went up those stairs, didn’t you? You knew you weren’t allowed to, but you did it anyway? You went up there and… and you met Belphegor?”

This hadn’t happened. Was this a nightmare of yours? Lucifer discovering you had met with Belphie before… before that time?

“Do you really find it so amusing to poke your nose into our business at every opportunity? Do you enjoy stirring up trouble that much?”

His demon form spread its wings.

Lucifer had experienced every imaginable emotion in his long life.

From a human, though, those feelings were intensified.

You were truly helpless against him without the pact - and your racing heart, your quick breathing, the lump blocking his throat were all foreign to him.

This felt real, but how? How could this have happened?

“You, a mere human? YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT!”

Power pulsed from this nightmarish version of himself, pain lighting up your nerves just from your proximity.

Lucifer grit his teeth - or you grit yours - and tried to back away, muscles locking and working against you.

A cold feeling spread across your body. You truly believed you would die here.

Damn it, this wasn’t a dream.

But it wasn’t him.

The other timeline.

Lucifer shared your feeling of relief when his brothers intervened, Mammon putting himself between you and Avatar of Pride.

Lucifer had hoped this would calm the other him down but it didn't, your relief giving way when you see that Lucifer seemed to barely acknowledge Mammon or Asmo.

And then Beel, Beel who’d overheard the conversation, Beel furious at what Lucifer had done, Beel who got between you and Lucifer and demanded answers that Lucifer would never have been willing to give.

Your heart dropped as Beel was sent across the library, crashing into bookshelves and splintering wood.

Lucifer heard his brothers cry out. Beel’s groan of pain, Levi’s concern, Asmo’s protest.

It was you who checked on Beel, knelt beside him and turned his head towards you and wiped splinters from his face.

This, at least, was unfortunately familiar to Lucifer.

Why did you have to defend his family from him?

“QUIET!”

Your gaze once more fell on Lucifer. Fear and determination ran through you in equal measure. Was this what you felt in Lilith’s tomb? Was this what you felt when you went up to the attic despite his threats? When he crushed your hand in that dance?

Mammon, Asmo, and Levi stood between that Lucifer and the two of you. Satan moved to flank.

Even through his fear and yours, Lucifer could feel proud of his brothers, of you. Looking out for each other, protecting each other, even if it had to be from him.

“All of you get out of here right this-”

Lucifer woke as the library door opened.

Despite no longer being in your body, Lucifer’s breathing was still too fast - he forced himself to calm down, only taking in his surroundings when he was certain he was back in control.

His brothers were mostly conscious, but exhausted. You tended to Satan. Solomon was bothering Mammon.

You called out to him when you noticed he was awake, and Lucifer opened his mouth but found himself unsure what to say.

You only gave a soft smile of understanding.

Lucifer winced - you must be well aware of what he’d just seen and almost certainly didn’t want to discuss it.

Lucifer had hoped you could feel safe with him, safe in his home and confident that he would protect you.

There were so many possible options for your worst memories of him. So many times he’d threatened to kill you and almost seriously injured you and he had truly hoped you could feel safe with him.

Lucifer ran a hand through his hair, resigned. At least you could rely on his brothers.

A pressure on his shoulder had him focused on you again, his hand rising to meet yours on instinct.

There were no words, only your soft smile. Reassuring him that you saw past the monster he was.

Belphie

No.

No.

No no no no no no no no

Belphie knew what was coming.

As soon as he realised where he was - in your body, opening the attic door for the first time - he knew what was going to happen.

This didn’t make sense. You shouldn’t remember this. This happened to the other you, the one that disappeared in Mammon’s arms.

Please, please tell me this is a dream.

Belphie could feel your adrenaline, your confusion, but also your hope. He couldn’t read your thoughts right now, but he could feel the way your heart leapt as the door opened easily in your grasp. Could feel your lips open in a smile as you approached him.

Just run. Just leave me there and run. Lock the door behind you. Get Lucifer. Anything. Anything but this please.

Belphie watched as his own eyes fluttered open and met yours, drowsiness fading to confusion moving to alertness as his past self took in the sight of you.

Please no. This wasn’t right. You shouldn’t even remember this, wasn’t it the other MC? No, no please don’t remember this.

Belphie watched himself smile and laugh as he realised he’d been freed. You smiled too, but Belphie could feel the seed of doubt in the pit of your stomach. It was the only thing that matched what Belphie was feeling now - sick.

“Now I can finally achieve what I set out to do.”

Belphie tried everything he could. Every trick he’d learned to change a bad dream, every way he could think of to get himself to wake up. He tried focusing on the feeling of your body and taking control, tried to make you run away.

Instead, you opened your arms to the wretched demon in front of you.

For a moment, Belphie hoped. Hoped that despite all the similarities this was just a bad dream of yours, that you didn’t really remember experiencing his greatest sin.

But the pain quickly dashed any hope of this being a human’s nightmare.

“You’re so stupid that I can’t help but laugh. Don’t blame me for tricking you, blame yourself for falling for it.”

Don’t talk to MC like that, you bastard. You… how could I…

Belphie couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t breathe. Belphie felt your lungs burn, your breaths choked away, your heart desperately trying to pump oxygen through your body.

“If you die, the exchange program will be ruined, and Diavolo’s reputation will be in tatters.”

Who cares! You were more important than some stupid grudge!

Belphie could feel, along with your physical pain, the betrayal that brought tears to your eyes - or was that the lack of oxygen?

Under the betrayal though, was disappointment.

Belphie had pieced together parts of the story before now, but disappointment meant-

They knew I hated humans. They knew I might lash out. Maybe they didn’t know I would do this, but they still knew I was dangerous.

Belphie wasn’t sure if the pain he was feeling in his heart was yours or his.

They helped me even though they knew I couldn’t be trusted.

“I have to say, seeing a human face twisted in pain like this… why, it’s so much fun that I can barely stand it! I… I can’t contain my laughter!”

Your vision was getting fuzzy, but Belphie could see what you saw. A monster. A cruel, hateful demon. Your murderer, in all his disgusting detail.

Your body shook with Belphie’s laughter, sending jolts of pain everywhere. Your bruised ribs, your crushed throat, your head that felt like it might burst.

Belphie felt the tug of sleep, but it wasn’t like he was used to.

There wasn’t any peace. Just a pain in your head, a fuzziness over everything.

The other Belphie’s laughter faded. Your body started going numb.

Please, please no, don’t die, please no no no, he didn’t want to feel you die, you deserved better than this.

Belphie felt your senses fade one by one. He felt your heart stutter, stutter, stop. Your lungs finally gave up on the breaths that weren’t getting through.

Please please please he’s sorry, he was so so stupid, he knew better, please, please don’t leave him-

A voice called out - barely heard, achingly familiar, a glimpse of a figure surrounded by light-

Belphie woke up to a familiar pillow - your lap.

Belphie scrambled back, head smacking against a table leg - you reached out but all Belphie could see was hands reaching for his neck and he whined, phantom pain lancing through his throat.

From around the room, his brothers looked on. Belphie couldn’t bear to meet their eyes. His bond with Beel spoke of empathy. Belphie didn’t think the rest of his brothers would be so generous.

Instead of reaching for him again, you rested a hand on his calf, gently rubbing circles with your thumb. You spoke to him slowly, soothingly, like he was a scared child and not your murderer.

Belphie wanted to hug you, but… but no, no he couldn’t.

So instead he reached back and gripped onto your sleeve, sobbing, apologies barely intelligible, not caring how pathetic he looked.

Belphie sobbed until you directed Beel to pick him up.

It wasn’t right. How could you try to take care of him? He should be kept as far away from you as possible. How can you look at him? Did you somehow forget?

Did you really forgive him?

From Beel’s arms, he can hear you tearing one into Solomon.

Belphie doesn’t understand you at all.

#obey me #obey me angst #obey me headcanons #obey me leviathan #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #most of these moments are very obvious #i did my best with mammon and asmo but they are two good boys #my writing #every time I sat down to write this one something came up #stupid social season

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I absolutely loved the doll! mc one with the brothers and diavolo. Could I ask for the same idea with the rest of the undateables and luke? If it isn't too much though. Thank you very much, don't forget to take care of yourself and stay hydrated!

I’m glad you enjoyed the first part!! I hope you’re staying safe through this pandemic and that you’re drinking plenty of water. I’m so happy that people liked the Doll!MC scenario so much (it even became one of my top posts and I was NEVER expecting that to happen 😳 click here to read it with the Bros and Diavolo). I got an UR card for Barbatos today and immediately thought back to this scenario cause I was just imagining the different situations with Doll!MC. Hope you enjoy!

Also, Luke’s part is strictly platonic, just FYI!

The Undateables (Minus Diavolo) with Doll!MC

Barbatos

Let me just say, you make this man’s day so much better

Your presence is just so calming for him. You could just be standing there (which is heavily enforced in the kitchen), not doing anything, and he would still be fully relaxed

Definitely loves you being in the kitchen with him, and will find ways to invite you so that you guys can spend time together

“MC, the young master has a tea party planned for this afternoon, and I’m afraid I may need your assistance to help prepare.”

“But Barb, I thought you didn’t want me touching anything-”

“I don’t want you touching anything that can cause you harm. I can easily handle the labor, but I do have a task for you...”

Cue to you sitting perfectly still and taste testing his sweets

“Barb, are you sure that I’m helping you like this? I don’t want to be useless to you!”

“Nonsense, MC. This is perfect. I needed someone with an exceptional palette, and you’re just the right person for me.”

Just you and him, and his sweet creations. What more could he ask for?

Maybe being in a relationship with you, but he is very sure that it’s going to be happening in the near future...and he didn’t even have to use his powers to know that

He stares at you a lot. He can’t help it, he loves to just admire you!

Barbatos is the type of guy where he doesn’t have to rely on words to express his love. His love language is acts of service: packing you lunch and extra sweets every week, giving you recipes that he wouldn’t even share with Luke, and gifting you mini accessories that you can wear with your outfits!

He gave you this adorable three-legged crow holding a cupcake hairpin and you’ve been wearing it ever since

He tries to hide his blush everytime he sees you and now he has to work even harder because of the pin lmao

HAVING YOUR OWN TEA PARTIES WEEKLY

You both have a designated day and time where you don’t plan anything in order to have your own tea parties

No Diavolo, no noisy demon brothers, no other exchange students (sorry Luke). Just you and him, enjoying each other’s company and him basking in your glow

If someone did try to harm you, he would already know of it and properly disposes of the problem. Lord Diavolo can’t afford to have any issues interfering with the exchange program, and he can’t afford to have anything happen to you so...no harm no foul, right?

Please continue to do what you’re doing MC. Stare at him with your bright, doe eyes and give him that lively smile everytime. It makes his day go by much easier, especially since he knows that you’ll still be there, waiting for him with your own desserts and that smile reserved just for him

Simeon

Was convinced that you were an angel

Lowkey still convinced that you’re an angel

Really, you just look so...angelic

Wasn’t upset when you revealed that you were in fact human; he was happy because this meant that he could show you around the Celestial Realm!

Speaking of Celestial Realm, be prepared for Simeon to be your very own personal tour guide everytime. This could be your 50th time up there and he’ll still try to point new things out

“And over here is-”

“Michael’s favorite resting place, since the lilies always seem to bloom whenever he’s around,” you giggled. “I remember Simeon, you tell me this everytime we visit!”

He’s a tad embarrassed

“Forgive me, MC. It seems that I get so elated over the fact that you’re here with me, I tend to repeat some things over.”

“That’s okay! I still have fun with you everytime!”

Oh MC, you’re too adorable!

Which causes him to worry over you. While he knows that the brothers and Diavolo (along with Barbatos) wouldn’t dare cause you any distress, the same couldn’t be said for the other demons lurking around, both in and out of RAD

But not to fear, Simeon your friendly guardian angel is here!

I am so sorry for the rhyme lmao

He may not have been personally assigned to you, but that doesn’t mean he can just let anything happen to you! He’s only doing his heavenly duties in protecting you! He’s also being a good friend by watching over you too, his little lamb

He wouldn’t attack anyone, but if he made a complaint or a very serious concern to the right person (Lucifer or Diavolo), consider the problem handled

You have your own tea time as well, and Luke would join you sometimes. But, every now and then, Luke would have to finish some homework or study, or Barbatos would miraculously call for him at the castle, or if it was just too late and Luke just had to go to sleep, then it would just be you two. Sitting by the fireplace, discussing matters ranging from RAD to your life in the human world, drinking tea that you would take turns preparing

Not to mention the downright dainty little cakes you would bring. One time you brought him angel cakes and he found so lighthearted and precious that he requested you bring them everytime, just for him

May or may not base a character in his new story around you

Simeon wants to shield you from the horrors that are surrounding you both. You’re so pure, he just wants you safe. From the way that you would dress to the way that your eyes would just look so amazed and innocent at him, he just knows that he needs to watch over you, always. The brothers do get a little wary when they see how much time you do spend at Purgatory Hall, but they know that Simeon couldn’t possibly have feelings for you, and you were always so giddy after leaving there, they couldn’t bring themselves to say anything

And Simeon knew that he was starting to feel more than he should. He couldn’t profess his love for you now in risk of falling, but he can wait until you get your wings. Just imagining you in your cute little Ceslestial Realm outfit (which he hopes still mimicked your current style) with your very own beaming halo was enough to keep him waiting and to make sure that you stayed on the right path

He deemed that you were worth the wait

Luke

BFFs! BFFs!

When he first saw you he could just cry

Someone innocent like you got sent down here with these monsters?! He had to keep you safe!!!

Simeon thought you were angel and then realized that you were not; Luke thought you were an angel and refused to believe that you weren’t

You didn’t have it in you to burst his bubble so soon, so you just let him run with it until Simon broke the news

It was like telling a kid that Santa Claus wasn’t real; you can only imagine how Luke took the revelation

Not well from what Solomon told you. Simeon kept saying he just needs some time to process things, and you just felt so awful about the whole thing

Which lead to you bringing him so much sweets that it made Beel jealous and very upset

But we all know how Beel can be around food, so it wasn’t a huge surprise. He chased you around all day and you had to use your pact to get him to stop!

And you promised to make him double the sweets in he forgave you so all is well

Luke was still obviously sad, but he wasn’t going to stay sad forever. Especially not after you brought this many sweets just for him!

Lucifer was not a happy demon when Simeon arrived at the HoL’s doorstep with you groaning and clutching your stomach. And Solomon took so many pictures of Luke while he passed out from his sugar high that he dedicated a whole album in his phone to it

Favorite activity to do together: Baking! (Obviously)

Trading recipes, shopping for ingredients together, baking things for each other to try (where really it was just to have double the desserts)

When you two are in the kitchen together, no one else is allowed (except for Simeon, but only if he’s looking and not touching). It’s now MC and Luke time, everybody else is gonna have to wait!

Luke only wants you to do the the activities that he sees as harmless: which is everything that doesn’t include sharp items and anything else that can hurt you

“MC get away from that! That can seriously hurt you! Let me get it for you instead!

“Luke, honey, it’s just an oven it’s not my first time using one-”

Too late, he already took it out of your hands into his own, mitts already on

Speaking of oven mitts

You guys have matching aprons and mitts!!

Barbatos may be a little bit jealous, but he likes the bond that you two have. And he knows that Luke won’t be a romantic rival so he’s alright lol

Luke is your deemed protector/bodyguard, and he proudly wears the title since no one bothers you because of him (or so he thinks). Everyone makes fun of him calling him a chihuahua, but jokes on him, when Luke complains, he complains

Won’t take long for Simeon or even one of the brothers to pick up on his whines complaints if he thinks someone is bothering you

Luke believes that while he’s small, he can protect you and try to keep you free from danger. He may be young, but he sees himself as the older brother out of you both (even though it’s really you being the older sibling and him being the baby). Always looking out for you especially since you’re too fragile to be left alone!

You’re one of the only people that genuinely likes him and don’t make fun of him. You’re dear to him MC, please don’t ever change!

Also, he definitely talks to Michael about you all the time so excitedly and sends him sweets that you both made together. Michael is a proud dad at this point

Solomon

Knew you wasn’t a doll but loved to tease you about being one anyway

Was there a spell that can really turn you into a doll? You wouldn’t mind if he tried it out on you, right MC?

Don’t tempt him please because he WILL do it

“Tell me, MC. Hypothetically speaking, if I were to purchase-”

“No Solomon, you can’t shrink me down to fit me into a dollhouse, no matter how nice it sounds. Besides, I can’t bake in a dollhouse, the oven wouldn’t work!”

“I can fix that.”

You’re very amusing to him for some reason. Was it because of how doll-like you are? The fairytale way that you dressed? How you were still human and was able to live with seven of the most powerful demons and not die? Maybe it’s the way that you still radiated such positivity despite being in literal Hell?

Honestly all of the above

TEACHING HIM HOW TO COOK/BAKE

Poor Solomon doesn’t realize that his cooking isn’t...the best

And you took the best approach in helping him atleast cook something that looks edible

You didn’t say his cooking was disgusting like some people (literally everyone else), so he took that you giving him lessons was a date of sorts

He wasn’t complaining. Your time spent in the kitchen was scenes straight of a romcom (no matter how cheesy it sounds); his arms wrapped around your waist and dotting icing on your pretty nose

May or may not have licked some icing off of you at one point, will definitely do it again

Solomon is a very confident man, borderline arrogant (Oh who am I kidding he IS arrogant). So yes, while people may see you as an easy target, he’s here to remind them that you’re not. And that if they want to try, chances are they won’t be walking away in one piece

He’s powerful, too powerful in fact. He may not be the strongest physically, but if even the entire student council recognizes his knowledge and what he’s capable of, no one should be dumb enough to test him (keyword: try)

But he wouldn’t mind showing off if it’s for you

You’re one of the only beings to ever peak Solomon’s interest genuinely. Yes, he loved to tease and bug you whenever he pleased, but you also made him want to come around you more and more. He was drawn to you, and that doesn’t happen a lot with him (at least without ulterior motives)

*coughcough* making pacts *coughcough*

You were the only thing that made Solomon feel weak, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Don’t get him wrong, he’s still The Greatest Sorcerer, but he couldn’t help but feel himself get weak in the knees when you gazed at him with so much sincerity. He loves it and loves you

Once your back in the human world, he’s going to be so selfish with you. I mean, he already kinda was now, but this time there won’t be any interruptions or distractions around to take your attention

Us humans have to stick together, and what better way to stick together than to be together, wouldn’t you say MC?

#obey me x reader #obey me reader insert #obey me undateables #undateables x reader #obey me #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #barbatos x reader #barbatos x mc #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #solomon x reader #solomon x mc #simeon x reader #simeon x mc #obey me simeon #obey me luke #luke is baby

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Part 2: Food in The Devildom and Celestial Realm

headcanons for what type of things the brothers' typically cook when its their day of the week to cook? who is the best, who is the worst? also- if you have time- headcanons for what you think devildom vs celestial dishes are like and if there's any difference to human cooking in prep or ingredients? just cooking headcanons! go crazy. can u tell i daydream about what devildom/celestial food tastes like everytime it gets mentioned 😳 like imagine poison apple pie or those cigar cookies 🤗

(Part 1 of this ask, the headcanons about the brothers’ cooking skills, can be found here (x).)

Food! One of the cornerstones of culture ^-^ It’s really interesting to see how a society’s culture affects its food and vice versa!

So what’s up with the Devildom and Celestial Realm?

The Devildom

Because we’ve spent the most time in the Devildom, we know more about the food there. Most of it is adjacent to human world stuff, but with weird— I mean, local ingredients. Poison apples, bat meat, cocktails you have to mix while under the effect of a siren’s song to get them to taste right…

I think the most interesting aspect of Devildom (and probably the Celestial Realm too) cuisine is the incorporation of magic. The siren drink from the 30s lessons comes to mind, but so does that rare Hell Coffee they mention at one point. The one that’s more bitter the more the maker loves the person they’re making it for.

Magic is highly symbolic, I wonder how that plays into Devildom cooking? Do you have to be in the right mood to prepare certain dishes or it’ll taste wrong? What creatures’ meat is considered common and what’s an upper class delicacy? Can demons taste magic in a way humans can’t?

Which brings me to Solomon, a legendarily terrible cook. Is he awful at all cooking, or is it his attempts to make Devildom cuisine, which incorporates magic, that fail because humans lack the senses to properly taste magic? Is he constantly pulling the magic equivalent of dry-rubbing pork with a fuckton of cayenne pepper? I have a funny feeling that he is.

Speaking of humans, let’s talk long pig. It’s mentioned a few times, mostly in the earlier lessons, that at least some of the brothers have either eaten entire humans, human meat, or a human soul before. I wonder how common human meat/souls actually are in the Devildom, because from the way everyone’s worried MC is going to be devoured, it seems like it’s pretty rare. (Which is weird if the Devildom is supposed to, in part, be Hell, but that’s a crack theory for another day)

Do demons need some weird nutrients only found in magic and/or souls? What’s up with cannibalism seemingly being at least kinda chill down there? (iirc Beel has been known to munch on a Lil D every now and then)

What would a soul even taste like? Are human souls the shrimp colours of flavour?

Alright, that’s sufficiently off the rails. NEXT!

The Celestial Realm

Perhaps this is Luke’s or Michael’s fault, but most of what we’ve seen from the Celestial Realm is sweets, which makes me think angels have sweet tooths. But! It also makes me think of Biblical manna, what G-d is said to have provided the Israelites to eat during our* 40 year desert trip after being brought out of Egypt. It’s been talked about in the Hebrew Bible twice, once in Exodus and again in Numbers.

It’s described as showing up with the dew at night, looking like flaky hoarfrost (the crunchy frost layer you sometimes see in the fall or winter on grass in the mornings, if where you live gets cold enough for that), or sometimes bdellium (which itself looks like prunes or dates kinda). Raw, it tastes like a honey wafer, but can be ground up and baked into cakes, which apparently taste like cakes made with oil.

Other fun thing about it: it spoils fast if you don’t eat it that day, unless it’s been saved for Shabbat/the Sabbath, because every morning the Israelites had to pick it by hand and no working is allowed on the Sabbath. Whether this is an inherent property of manna or just how G-d chose to present it to the Israelites as an encouragement of temperance is unclear. Because it’s the Bible. And not meant to be worldbuilding.

ANYWAY! That history lesson over, I find it interesting that the Celestial Realm, what’s supposed to be this place of rigid order and righteousness, is also home to something as simple and indulgent as sweets. It’s not that the Devildom or the human world doesn’t have sweets of course, but I can’t recall anything not sweet/dessert related from the Celestial Realm.

Also, it would be a massive disservice to my blog and personal brand if I didn’t mention the Furry Syrup. Why does the Celestial Realm have syrup that turns you into an animal? Is it a prank? A unique culinary experience? Is Simeon just really strange?

It’s not that weird for magic food to do something to the person who consumes it, it’s just kinda weird that it’s coming from fake-Heaven of all places. Is eating a full-body experience for angels? Is the Furry Syrup meant to do that, or is that some sort of allergic reaction because the brothers aren’t angels anymore?

It’s a mystery!

Well, I don’t think this was necessarily what you might have been looking for, anon who requested this, but it’s what I’ve got. I’d love to hear anyone else’s thoughts about food in Obey Me, especially food and magic bc there’s a lot of cool stuff you could do there imo.

*You’ve probably seen me say god or even God uncensored on here before, but in this case I’m talking about The Actual Abrahamic Big Man Upstairs, and as a Jewish person, we’re technically supposed to censor His name for Reasons. I tend to forget to do that digitally bc, well, you can’t ritually bury a tumblr post in the ground... But I remembered today, so I’m gonna try and do that. Life’s kinda complicated when you’re a jew who likes to read/consume media about bible fanfic okay? 

Also might have noticed I spoke weirdly in the first person when talking about the exile from Egypt. That one’s a force of habit from Passover/Pesach, one of the big Jewish holidays. We’re meant to talk about the events of Exodus in the first person, as though it happened to us, not just our ancestors, for Reasons. I suppose it’s a tribal/community thing. Idk, i’m not a rabbi, I’m not even really religious. I’m just a nerd who never went to shul but is Very Interested in my own culture and mythology.

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SFW Alphabet - Belphegor

My last post about Levi seemed to do really well, so I thought I would continue with this series. Belphie is my other fave, so I hope I do him justice. Also, sorry if anything seems weird, I wrote this all super late (for me anyway) so there might be some mistakes. 

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

At first, he isn’t super affectionate. Verbal affection is just hard for him in general, and he’s scared that he may hurt you with physical affection. However, he eventually comes around and becomes super affectionate with you. Sleeping together is a must for him, and he’ll often pass out on your shoulder or lap when you two hag out. Verbal affection is still often a challenge, but he does try is best to tell you just how much you mean to him. He also loves both giving and receiving head pats. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

 You two often hang out in the attic together. Whatever you decide to do depends on the day, but most activities will end up with him (and sometimes you) falling asleep. Beel also joins you during hang-outs. You guys will also platonically cuddle all the time. Most conversations between you are very sarcastic and filled with banter, but it’s only (partially) joking. He also likes to ruffle your hair since he likes the reaction it gets out of you. 

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

  This boy is the king of cuddles. He can honestly fall asleep anywhere at anytime, but he finds that he sleeps the easiest in your arms. While he likes any cuddling position, his favorite is when you lay on your back and he rests his head on your chest. He also likes when you run your fingers through his hair. In his demon form, he’ll wrap his tail around your leg as a small sign of possession. He’ll also bump you with his horns so that you’ll pet those as well since they’re sensitive and helps him fall asleep faster. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He doesn’t really have a preference one way or another. If you feel the need to settle down, he’ll join you without question. However, if you wish not too, he wouldn’t really care. While he is not a fan of cleaning, he is a surprisingly good cook. Since Beel is his twin, and they have that special connection, he often knows when Beel is particularly hungry and can’t control it. Because of this, he learned how to cook in order to make sure his twin had enough snacks for the day. Even though it started as simply something for his twin, he’s found that cooking is quite fun, and enjoys cooking with you. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’s the kind of person that would just straight up tell someone that he’s breaking up with them. To him, if he feels the need to break up with someone, then that person’s feelings no longer matter (at least, to him they don’t). He could care less if the other leaves the situation absolutely heartbroken; he just doesn’t have the time or energy to care. Maybe if it was someone he actually really liked and wanted to keep as a friend, he wouldn’t be as harsh, but he’d still be blunt regardless. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

As stated above, he doesn’t really care either way. He’s down to go along with whatever you want as long as you don’t make him work too much. If you want to get married, he’ll go along with it as long as Beel gets to be his best man. And if you decide you don’t want to get married, he’s fine just living with you and being with you without the ring. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

At first, he’s very gentle. After the incident, he is so afraid of hurting you again. There’s even a point where he goes into a near-panic when he accidentally touches you, and it gets so bad that the brothers have to stage an intervention. Once he’s calmed down and you’ve assured him that you trust him, he’s less cautious, but still gentle. He knows that demons are much stronger than humans, so he still tries to be careful even if he knows you’re not made of glass. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs are one of his favorite forms of affection. He’ll hug you all the time, especially in front of the brothers in hopes of making them jealous. A lot of his hugs consists of him coming up behind you, wrapping his arms around your middle, and placing his head on top of yours. He’s even managed to fall asleep like this a few times. Out of all the brothers, his hugs are the best due to their warmth and softness. 

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a while to actually say the phrase, but it’s obvious that he loves you. He’s not one to really express his feelings through words, so he’s never actually thought that saying it was necessary. However, when you say it during one of your late-night cuddle sessions, he finally decides to say it as well.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He’s not as bad as Levi or Mammon, but he’s still pretty jealous. Although, he won’t actually say or do anything about it. If he’s jealous of one of his brothers, he’ll leave it to you to actually figure it out for yourself and then come apologize to him. But, if it is some random demon that’s trying to hit on you, he will try to drag you away with some excuse of him being tired and wanting a nap. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are super lazy and tired, but that’s to be expected. His favorite spot to kiss you is on your neck. He likes how flustered you get, and he likes teasing you about how sensitive your neck is. His favorite place to be kissed is on the forehead. He finds it super comforting, and he especially likes it when he’s about to fall asleep. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Of all the brothers, he is, surprisingly, one of the best with children. It’s not that he likes them, or that he’s even good at controlling them; he just knows how to put them to sleep really quick. He can have them out in a matter of minutes, no matter how energetic the child. And, fun secret, he actually doesn’t mind children all that much. He just hates when they get loud or go all crazy. 

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings are usually spent cuddling in bed until you two have five minutes to get down to breakfast before Lucifer beats y’all half to death. Most of the time, you wake up before him, but it’s impossible to get up since he’s always wrapped around you and refuses to let go. Once, Beel had to come in and actually drag you two out of bed because he refused to get up on time. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are usually spent with him trying to stay awake while y’all watch a movie or something, but you both know that won’t happen. Instead, he usually falls asleep on top of you, leaving you with two options. One, you can try to drag him to bed, which almost never works. Or two, you can just fall asleep there and hope you aren’t sore in the morning from the weird position. Eventually, and no matter which option you go with, you both end up asleep in each other’s arms and sleeping peacefully. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He is a very secretive demon by nature, so opening up is really hard for him. He really wants to, and he knows you also want him to, but he just can’t. And when he does finally start opening up, he takes it very slow. This is so that he doesn’t overwhelm you, or himself for that matter. He’s scared that showing too much of himself at once will make you leave him, and that’s the last thing he wants, so he tries to hide it for as long as possible. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He isn’t ever angry so much as very passive aggressive. He’ll make snide comments, give mean stares, and make rude gestures whenever pissed off. This usually happens when he gets jealous of a lower-level demon, but it never usually escalates past that. However, there are those few times in which he does get legit mad, and that’s when the yelling starts. If he knows he’s losing against whoever he’s fighting, he’ll storm off to either his room or the attic until either you or Beel comes to get him. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He tries to remember things, he really does, but he just seems to forget things really easily. He’ll remember big things - birthdays, anniversaries, and your favorite things (shows, games, etc.), but he always tends to forget smaller things. He doesn’t mean to, and you know that he is trying, but sometimes it can be difficult when he forgets that date you two had planned and went to sleep instead. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment is when you two were cuddling together one night after he got into a fight with one of his brothers. He was really upset after that argument, and he didn’t have the will to do much else other than lay down and sleep. But, as always, you came to his aid and stayed with him all throughout his self-loathing party. At one point, you began humming quietly in an attempt to make him feel better, and that’s what did it. He began crying quietly, letting all of his insecurity flood out to you. The entire time, you sat there, listening patiently. When he was done, you kissed his forehead and told him that everything would be okay, and that everyone loved him no matter what. It was also this moment that made him truly fall in love with you. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He would never admit it like most other things, but he loves the idea of being protected by you. He knows that scenario is a bit weird, but he just loves it so much. You’re so caring towards him, and he loves the thought of you protecting him from something that he could obviously handle on his own, just because you love him. It makes his heart melt a little. And, of course, he also protects you from anything that seems even mildly dangerous. He vowed to never hurt you, and he also vows to never let anything else hurt you. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts in about as much effort as you would expect from him. He does really try, but he just never has the energy to do much. Plus, he knows that you prefer smaller, less extravagant things anyway. Most of the time, special days will be spent with just the two of you (and maybe Beel) either in the attic or the planetarium. You two will spend the whole day together, cuddling and just enjoying each other’s presence.  He usually always tries to make you some sort of food, usually a sweet of some kind. 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Obviously, he has a bad habit of sleeping in too much. At first, it wasn’t a problem, but now it happens more often than it should, and for far too long. He also has a bad habit of being overprotective of you. In his mind, you are a weak, fragile human that needs to be protected from even the smallest of things. Eventually, he does learn that you can take care of yourself, but that doesn’t stop him from taking it a bit too far sometimes. 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

One of the last things on his mind is how he looks. Like Levi, he spends most of his time inside, so why should he bother with something as stupid as appearance? He often gets into petty fights about this with Asmo, who is always trying to get him to try harder on his appearance. 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He honestly thought he could do fine without you, but when you went home after the exchange program ended, he was falling apart. True to his character, he didn’t let it show, even after you can back, but it always stuck with him from then on that he needed you. He couldn’t stand being away from you, and if it happens again he will go on a rampage. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

As I stated previously, I headcanon him to be really good at cooking. At first, he’s shy about it, but soon you two are sharing kitchen duty with each other all the time. He originally learned so that he could cook for Beel, but he also likes cooking for the rest of his brothers (and you too). 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He’s not too fond of extraverted people, or people who have a lot of energy in general. It’s fine if you have some energy, but too much is where he draws the line. He has enough of that going on with his brothers, so he prefers someone quieter to enjoy peace and quiet with. 

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He has a habit of sleeping with other people. It’s easier for him to sleep when someone else is in bed with him, so that’s what he prefers. Prior to the attic, he would actually go to Lucifer and ask to stay with him (if Beel wasn’t available). Now, he usually just sleeps with you or Beel or both. 

#shall we date obey me #OBEY ME #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #scenario #sfw alphabet #headcanon

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Brother Bonding(?) HCs

^^

Lucifer

Mammon

He and Mammon have a bit of a complicated relationship, in that Mammon is always getting into trouble, and Lucifer always has to get him out of it, and then takes it upon himself to scold him for getting them into trouble. However, there are times when Lucifer helps Mammon pull pranks on the other brothers, under the condition that Mammon doesn't tell anyone, otherwise he loses Goldie permanently. The pranks are well executed, and often the blame is but on Belphie or Satan instead.

Levi

We know that Lucifer is responsible for Levi's obsession with Ruri-chan and anime as a whole. Lucifer is often concerned for Levi, as he is familiar with self-doubt, and sympathizes with Levi's constant stream of it. He tries to set aside at least one day a month where he will rewatch old anime with Levi, listen to his spiels, and leave him an allowance to use however he would like. If Lucifer is too busy with paperwork, he'll invite Levi to his office and ask him about the latest games and mangas, even if he isn't listening the entire time.

Satan

Ah, this is a little more complicated. Truthfully, they don't spend much time together. However, if Satan happens to mention a book he wanted, even offhandedly, Lucifer will make sure it ends up in Satan's possession somehow, even if it's through MC. Satan notices this, and as much as he wants to hate Lucifer, those days he makes an extra effort to try and not tease or humiliate Lucifer. It's almost like a silent truce.

Asmo

Yeah, yeah, Asmo paints everyone's nails. But Asmo also knows massage and aromatherapy. When Lucifer is particularly stressed, he'll take it upon himself to try and help him relax. If he has the patience, Lucifer will listen to Asmo explain the science between different scents and how they help the mind and body. Sometimes Asmo isn't sure if Lucifer is actually listens, but within three days of their chats, he finds a small package on his bed with different oils, and a note that says, "I look forward to learning what these oils can do." - Lucifer

Beel

Beel likes to cook, bake, etc. Because Lucifer is always on the go, Beel tries to come up with meals that are easy to walk around with. Lucifer is always the one Beel asks to taste test, (if Beel manages to resist eating the entire thing himself), because Lucifer will give him an honest opinion. It's rare that Lucifer has anything but praise for Beel, but on the off chance he doesn't, he'll walk him through a couple of ideas he could do to improve it, and Beel will deliver.

Note: this is also how Beel found out that Lucifer has the lowest spice tolerance out of the brothers, and he is not to mention it to anyone.

Belphie

Another relationship that serves to be more complex. Lucifer often finds himself wanting to reconcile with Belphie, almost to restore the kind of relationship they had when they were angels. But when you lock someone in an attic against their will, (even if it was to protect them), they tend to hold a grudge. Again, they don't really spend time together unless Beel is present, but Lucifer tries to help Belphie in little ways, like switching his linens weekly, fluffing his pillows, making sure he actually makes it to a bed when he goes to sleep. Belphie just assumes it's Beel doing these things though, and Lucifer lets him. He hopes one day Belphie will realize how much he really does care for him.

Mammon

Levi

They usually don't get along, mostly because of financial issues between them. However, when they are able to put that aside, they can actually enjoy each others company. Mammon has a lot of energy, and Levi likes video games. As a compromise, they regularly play games such as DDR or Just Dance. The whole time, they will insult each other, but lovingly.

Satan

Satan will actively look for books on finance, budgeting, business, etc. To help Mammon. He pitches it as ways to help him get rich, and they will spend hours together trying to form a business plan. While Mammon doesn't usually have the patience, for the sake of spending time with his little brother, he pushes through. Satan usually does this only after one of Mammon's bigger schemes fell through, or when Lucifer tells Mammon to stop.

Asmo

These guys both model. Mammon will set aside some money and time to go spend with Asmo on clothes, accessories, etc. Mammon is just as skilled behind the camera as he is in front of it, so whenever Asmo wants to model, doesn't matter where, Mammon is ready. Sometimes when they've planned their outing with enough notice, Mammon will have saved enough money to buy something for Asmo.

Beel

Whenever Beel is cooking for himself, he usually adds a lot seasonings. Sometimes, it's in hopes that spice will slow him down. Other times it's because he really likes the food, but has almost become desensitized to the taste😥 however, when he makes these batches of food, he'll sometimes invite Mammon to join him. Mammon has an ungodly high tolerance for spice, at least when he's eating. (His stomach may or may not suffer later). Mammon sometimes foolishly challenges Beel to a speed eating contest. Beel tries to decline; he just wants to eat, and he does not want to watch Mammon give himself indigestion or heartburn, but Mammon, persistent as ever, will try and eat as many servings of Beel's food as quickly as possible. This is one of the few times Beel doesn't get mad, he just watches with mild amusemeny and concern.

Belphie

Belphie and Mammon are surprisingly close, despite being complete foils of eacb other. Mammon has lots of energy, Belphie has none. Mammon likes to go out, Belphie likes to stay in. However, building forts? Hell yes, Belphie has enough energy for that. They usually build pillow and blanket forts in the observatory. Belphie will direct Mammon in how to build it for the most amount of comfort. Usually they'll just end up plugging in their headphones and listening to their own music in each other's company until they fall asleep and/or Beel joins them.

Levi

Satan

Levi introduced Satan to VR, and their relationship has taken a turn for the better since then. Satan is more interested in medical simulators and animal simulation games. Levi once made the mistake of playing Mario Kart with Satan, and his room was left in shambles, so now they only do sims to avoid the competition with other players. Satan also likes to play Among Us, as it gives him a chance to flex his detective skills. His self-control is much better with this, for whatever reason.

Asmo

Levi and Asmo are constantly at odds. Not like Mammon, but Asmo cringes every time he sees the way Levi is sitting, every time he hears Levi has ruined his sleep schedule, and every time he sees him sleeping in tje goddamn bathtub. Yes, it has lots of pillows, but none of them are really good for support. He is constantly trying to get Levi to at least stretch or do yoga every once in a while, as well as sit properly in his chair. These stretching session are also when Levi starts to talk about the next cosplay he's working on, which Asmo will undoubtedly want to help with.

(Ik that its implied that Levi taught Asmo how to sew and stuff, but that hc is everywhere, otherwise I would elaborate. It's really cute though.)

Beel

Although Levi spends a lot of his time in his room, he is still the Grand Admiral of Hell's Navy. He does dedicate some time to working out, and when he does, he does it with Beel, because he knows Beel will help keep him on track. Beel is also Levi's biggest source of encouragment. Levi thanks Beel in mass quantities of food from Akuzon later, sometimes in hopes of winning something from a draw, other times as a genuine thank you.

Belphie

Introvert buddies! Belphie doesn't really care for video games, Levi doesn't have the same speed as Mammon for building a pillow fort, but sometimes Belphie will ask to come into Levi's room to look at his aquarium. He finds it relaxing. They don't really talk to each other, they just enjoy each other's company. If Belphie is feeling curious or notices Levi is kind of upset, he'll start asking Levi about the different fish in his aquarium, which quickly cheers Levi up. Belphie's favourite thing about Levi though, is that he is usually awake the same time he is, helping him feel a little less lonely.

Satan

Asmo

I've mentioned this before in my random hcs post, but Asmo and Satan like to study astrology together. They find it fascinating in how accurate it can be, especially since they only get to see the *real* stars, moon, sun, and planets when they're in the human realm. Asmo actually introduced it to Satan, as he used to study it in the Celestial Realm as well.

Beel

Beel is constantly coming up with new recipes, so Satan documents them all for him. He'll be a scribe, while Beel tells him exactly what he's doing the whole time. The other brothers don't know, (Beel asked to keep t a secret), but Satan has helped Beel publish 3 cookbooks already.

Satan also attends Beel's games whenever possible, and Beel has attended Satan's debate team or sometimes book club meetings whenever possible. Because Satan and Belphie are close, so are Satan and Beel.

Belphie

>:)

They are constantly coming up with ways to inconvenience Lucifer, which is their main form of bonding. However, Belphie also taught Satan the constellations when they were younger, so now they will often go stargazing together. Satan doesn't remember, but he used to make up stories about the constellations, and Belphie has a written record of all of them. Sometimes, Belphie will retell the stories from memory to see if Satan recognizes it, but to no avail. Instead Satan will tell another story he has read about the stars. They tell each other stories and stargaze until they fall asleep.

Asmo

Beel

Beel will do warm ups with Asmo; basic stretches, a jog, etc. They will sometimes do yoga together. However, Beel works out a lot, and sometimes his muscles get sore, so Asmo gets to work. Being around Asmo brings out the gossip girl in Beel, so while Asmo is giving him a massage, he's also getting all the tea from all the clubs that Beel is a part of. Beel is very careful with his delivery, but he trusts Asmo to never spin his words the wrong way and to use the new info for good.

Belphie

Asmo has his own fashion line. He often asks Belphie to rate the comfort of his clothes, as he wants them to be fashionable, functional, and comfortable. Belphie never pulls his punches, and Asmo is grateful for the honest criticism. However, sometimes it does get on his nerves, but Belphie makes up for it later by getting Asmo new linens, often silk, because Belphie knows Asmo's preferences. Asmo always asks him where he finds it, but Belphie never answers.

Beel + Belphie

These two can bond almost over anything. However, one of their favorite things to do together is make Quetzalcoatl brain soup. Belphie stays awake long enough to remind Beel to leave some for him.

(My brain just left me here to rot apparently, I'm sorry.)

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“Can you write the brothers with an MC who has a big scary looking dog but is actually really friendly, and a small adorable cuddly cat but actually hates new people?”

So Tumblr screwed me over a small bit by deleting a draft of an ask someone gave me, even though it still says I have a draft, when I go back to my drafts they’re gone, so I had to rewrite it. I have learned my lesson for not keeping it saved on something else. So I hope the quality didn’t suffer for it.

Thank you to the person who sent me this request, I’m sorry I can’t remember your blog name! You were really very friendly so thank you, stay hydrated and take care of yourself! 💜

Lucifer

When MC came to the devildom with two animals in tow, he wasn’t ready for the new year of having to look after three new additions to the household. Especially after many many Henry incidents, and that one Satan fiasco with the cats. It took them months to clean up all that cat hair. However, much to Lucifer’s surprise, MC took care of them really well. He gained a new respect for MC’s ability to follow through with responsibilities.

He did find it amusing that MC had a huge dog following them around. Of course they weren’t as big as Cerberus or nearly as terrifying, but MC’s pet was fairly intimidating for a normal creature.

He’s a dog person for sure. He’ll bond with MC’s dog faster than anyone would expect. Some of it having to do with the fact that Lucifer was the only brother willing to approach them at first.

He wasn’t surprised that the pet was lovable. He could tell that there was no malice in their eyes even when they barked at him. If he felt the pet needed some behavioral lessons, he’d gladly help MC with it. He trained Cerberus with his own two hands after all. 

He’d give the dog many secret treats and pets while no one was looking.

The cat though, he’d stay away from that one. One attempt to pet it as a show good spirits and one pair of his favorite gloves were ruined.

Mammon

MC had pets? He was excited for em, especially since Lucifer had never let him have a pet, and since they were MC’s he could have all the benefits of a pet without having to take care of them!

He tried bonding with the cat first since the small thing looked nothing like their dog. They were so tiny it was hard to believe it wasn’t a kitten. They had the biggest eyes, eyes that just begged for love! But when Mammon tried to pick the cat up, they hissed, leaving a large scratch mark on his face as they dashed under MC’s bed. He found it best to leave the cat alone from now on.

MC’s dog scared him for a while, though he’d never admit it, he’d just avoid the pet whenever he saw them. One day in particular, when the dog spotted him, it ran after him at full speed, causing Mammon to shriek and sprint away with colorful language. He’s the fastest demon so he got away just fine, but he could still hear them clawing at the door.

On the search to find their dog, just to find them sulking at Mammon’s door, MC went inside to find him curled up in the backseat of one of his cars. They dragged him out and sat him on his bed and slowly introduced the two to each other. MC’s dog had just been chasing him because they wanted to play. Mammon knew that, for sure, totally.

He’ll make sure to give both pets plenty of toys to make sure he doesn’t become their next one. 

Levi

Pets that had fur instead of scales? And they weren’t named Henry? MC was a typical Normie. 

He’d appreciate both of them from a distance, the last thing he wants is hair on his figures and in his equipment. He shudders to remember when he cleaned out his keyboard after the Cat Incident.

He does love that MC has pets though, don’t get him wrong. He’ll reminisce about all the fond memories he had about all his Henrys. He and MC will share fun pet stories and gush over photos.

He’ll eventually allow MC to try to acquaint him with their pets, but he’s not sure how well it will go since he has too many bad memories of Cerberus chasing him, snarling at him, ruining an entire manga collection. And cats love fish, what if they get their claws on his precious Henry?! 

It surprisingly went okay, he enjoys now trying to get MC’s dog to do cool tricks that he’s seen in anime. As for the cat, Levi often finds them in his room, tail flicking as they closely watch and gently swat at the fish that swim by. He also tends to find them curled up on his warm consoles. There’s something comforting about having a little companion while he plays his games, something his fish can’t always give him. 

Satan

Cat?? MC has a cat?? Lucifer banned him from bringing cats into the house, so the fact that MC had one meant that he could pay attention to them all he wanted, and Lucifer couldn’t prevent him from doing so.

His brothers were idiots to try and immediately lay hands on the cat. He had read about feline behavior and knew that you let the cat decide to initiate contact if they’re particularly scared of people.

So he’d get the kitty used to him first, by going into MC’s room and making sure it was obvious he was friendly with the owner. And then he’d just sit there in silence and read for hours, making sure they were now used to his presence.

It took a few days of patience but then he finally watched in glee as the small cat padded over to him warily, smelling him and making sure he wasn’t dangerous. Satan slowly held his hand out, making sure that the cute thing nuzzled against his fingers first before he would gently scratch under their chin.

His other brothers now looked at him in awe as Satan now often had the cat in his lap while he read, while most of them couldn’t even get close.

He didn’t quite bond with the dog, but he did occasionally give the pup a pat on the head. 

Asmo

He’s not really a pet person, like, at all. Hair all over his clothes? Constantly smelling like an animal, and not in the way he’s usually used to? No thank you! He could’ve understood if it was a cute dog you could keep in a purse or an elegant cat that made the owner look like royalty, but they were neither.

But, much to even his own surprise, he came around to them. Enthusiastically so, even, much to the shock of the House of Lamentation. It started with just pictures of them. Cats and dogs do great on Devilgram and this could be a good opportunity to show people he has a secret side.

His profile skyrocketed, which was impressive since he’s already immensely popular. His beautiful face night near these cute creatures gets him even more likes than before.

Before MC knows it, somehow he has their dog trained to sit and pose for the camera. He’ll even buy special collars and cute little accessories for the pets, making sure they look super cute for all of their photo-shoots, not as much as he is but close enough.

If the cat ever scratches him he’ll ensure MC makes up for it by giving his wound a kiss.

Beel

Beel is a puppy himself, let’s be honest. MC finds it incredibly cute how alike they are. They’re both big, strong, and intimidating, but when you get to know both of them, they’re loyal, lovable, and precious. 

He gets along great with both of the animals. The cat would scratch him to heaven and back, but he didn’t budge, and sooner than later the kitty warmed up to him. They would oftentimes treat him like a climbing post, clawing their way up his body just to stand on his shoulders, but he didn’t mind. 

As for the dog, it started off by stalking Beel, playfully of course. It didn’t stop any of the brothers from having a mini heart attack, though, as they watched MC’s huge intimidating dog slowly making their way across the hall, haunches ready to strike. The dog could play-bite him, tug at his clothes, and jump on him all they wanted to, he was unbothered. He’d even share some of his food with them.

Beel and the dog would even play-wrestle, it was great for both of them as they would expel their energy and spend more time together. And of course MC would bring both of them plenty of treats for being good. 

Belphie

He doesn’t like dogs, they’re too loud and rambunctious. Not to mention high maintenance. He prefers cats given the chance, but even sometimes they’re still too much work. 

He did make an attempt to pet the cat, only for it to attack as soon as it got the chance. It left a big hole in his favorite pillowcase. He was offended. It was supposed to be friendly, cute, and cuddly, and yet it struck back and attacked him immediately. The irony was lost on him.

MC decided that they wanted the two to get along since they were sure they would be best buds given the chance. 

When Belphie went to go take a nice nap, MC brought their tiny kitty over to his slumbering body, placing them on top of him over his blanket. The cat was tense at first, but he was so warm and comfortable, they stretched out and curled up on him. When Belphie opened his eyes and saw the wide, irresistibly cute eyes staring back at him, he couldn’t move. He just went back to bed.

Now it’s a rare sight when the two aren’t together, taking naps near the fireplace, outside under the stars. He’ll never tell anyone how he now loves to fall asleep to the sound of the cat’s purring.   

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie

[luci-four]

Male MC with questionable eating habits? My diet atm is either burritos, ramen, or a cookie i made in a mug paired with a can of mango tea. I promise I'm trying to fix it I just... forget to eat properly lmao. Thanks!

Anonymous said:

adhd food admin lol i forgot to mention id like mammon, belphie, asmo, and beel! thanks again lol

A/N: sorry this took so long but college is a bitch with this whole pandemic thing lmao but thank you for being patient!!! I absolutely felt this and hope you enjoy it regardless  

★・・・★ MAMMON ★・・・★

-Mammon has the same issue. If he isn’t actively seeking out an expensive, high-end meal to satisfy his greed, he’ll forget to eat in general or take whatever he can find first. Even if it’s someone else’s.

-Instant ramen enthusiast. If MC forgets to eat, he’s always got a package of it SOMEWHERE in his room. It’s the first thing he’ll suggest for a quick meal if MC asks. It’s also the first thing he’ll make if he realizes they haven’t eaten.  

-Spices it UP. Definitely able to take a normal package and add the works to make it a proper meal. Meat, spices, an egg—you name it. He’s making it seem so fancy that MC will forget it’s instant ramen and feel accomplished that they ate an entire meal.

-Tries his best to get a normal eating schedule just so he could make sure MC eats on time too. A lot of the meals he’ll make is ramen but, he’ll branch out and try to make something else for them too, just give him a while to learn.

★・・・★ BELPHEGOR ★・・・★

-Also really bad eating habits. Not that he forgets to eat per say, but he’d rather sleep. He’s having sleep for dinner. Sometimes, the only reason he wakes up for food or the only reason he snacks throughout the day is thanks to Beel. He’s not going to be very good support for MC in this case

-He’ll try to remind MC to eat while he’s awake, but he’s kind of a hypocrite. “You need an actual meal,” he says, while munching on the cookie he’s had in his hand the past 30 minutes.

-Definitely the type to treat MC to meals whenever he can, in an attempt to help. They may not be high-end expensive places, but sometimes café food isn’t too unhealthy, and he’d much rather have MC have a fast-food burger every now and again rather than nothing at all.

-Sets alarms to wake himself up to text MC to eat, then promptly goes back to sleep. He has to be reminded by Beel to remind MC. It’s a train of reminders, but he’ll never reprimand them for the bad habit. Just, looks at them for a while until one of them has a lightbulb go off in their head.

★・・・★ASMODEUS ★・・・★

-Now Asmo-- Asmo will reprimand MC for this habit. It’s unhealthy and definitely bad for your skin among other things and he will not have it, not his precious MC.

-Aware that it isn’t on purpose so he doesn’t get MAD, but definitely gives them a pouty, whiny kind of reprimand. Immediately makes them go eat something, whether he’s around or not. He’ll enlist the help of others if he has to, to keep an eye on them to ensure they did.

-Offers to bring them with him to every meal he has—double plate pics for Devilgram? Absolutely adorable, he’s in. What makes it better is, he tends to (at least try) to eat very healthy! He thinks maybe the healthy aspect will help MC even if it’s just starting to switch to healthier snacks whenever they do remember to eat. The healthy snacks might help them feel more energetic and maybe spur them to eat at normal times, even if those meals aren’t exactly healthy.

-Suggests food he says are his favourites to get MC to try them. They really aren’t but, if it gets MC to replace just one cookie with a better option, he’ll take it. Just wants to make sure the food they’re eating makes them feel good! Too much junk food at bad times will make them feel icky and gross and not want to spend time with him and he Does Not want that.

★・・・★ BEELZEBUB ★・・・★

-He may have a bad diet as well but at least he remembers to eat. Well, he doesn’t really have the chance to forget. Put it this way, he at least eats meals. We’ll overlook the fact he has about 5 of them at a time. That being said, he gets really concerned when MC doesn’t eat meals and simply snacks.

-Definitely the type to bring MC meals whenever he feels they’re necessary. Nothing else is said, no pressure, no reprimands, nothing. He’ll just bring a meal for them and some food for himself, and hope they eat without question. Sort of like one of those “if you see someone do it you will too” instances, like with yawning.

-Doesn’t try to make them eat healthy, really, he thinks the important part is to make sure you eat meals at reasonable times. If they can’t do that, they he makes sure they have fulfilling snacks throughout the day to replace the meals.

-Cooks or buys them food constantly. If he’s getting food, so is MC. If MC ever is hungry, he’s the one to go to cause he’s got endless snacks. He has a stash of snacks underneath the desk in his room, they’re free to go and grab one any time. He’s just happy to see them eating honestly, even if the habits aren’t the best ‘cause really, neither are his.

#om headcanons #om! headcanons #obey me! headcanons #om! hcs #obey me! hcs #om! mammon #obey me! mammon #obey me! beelzebub #om! beelzebub #om! asmodeus #obey me! asmodeus #om! belphegor #obey me! belphegor #satans bookmark #obey me headcanons #obey me hcs

[joonie-beanie]

The OM! Characters as Retail Workers/Positions from my old job

Full disclosure: I’ve only had 1 retail job, and it was at a Homegoods. I worked there for 3+ years during college. Because I’ve only had this one experience, my below hc’s for the boys may be a little...specific to my previous job, and not universal traits that come with all retail jobs. 

Also I’m not including Luke because thattttt is child labor.

This is probably a very self-indulgent headcannon. Oh well.

Lucifer: 

(One of) the store managers. Specifically the assistant manager.

Nice to customers to their face, but will fantasize about stabbing them once they leave. 

Asmo once walked past the manager’s office and witnessed Lucifer professionally apologizing to a bitching customer over the phone, only to slam the receiver down moments later, sighing and mumbling “what an idiot.”

Very watchful of his staff. Do not slack off while he’s working....unless he likes you. In which case, he will take a moment to chat with you and give himself a much needed break. 

If he doesn’t like you, well...make yourself busy, or else you’ll get a stern talking to, and likely written up. Lucifer already has too much work to get done--he doesn’t want to babysit his staff.

Quietly schedules the people he likes to work during his shifts whenever he can, since he knows he can trust them to do their work. Not to mention, he enjoys their company a lot.

His favorite crew to have is Beel, Asmo, and Satan (and MC). Their schedules, of course, don’t always line up, but when they do he seriously thinks that he has the dream team.

Mammon: 

Cannot be trusted to actually organize the store, so he gets stuck at the registers.

However, the managers quickly realize that he's shit at anything front-end related aside from counting money (the man likes his money), and that he's prone to pulling out his phone when no one is around, so Lucifer forces him to work the floor. 

They start trying to give him more backroom shifts (because if he's not doing his work, they'll be able to tell easier).

HOWEVER--because Mammon is such a money lover, he’s very aware of every piece of expensive merchandise in the store. So if a customer attempts to switch tags, or peels the price tag off hoping to pull a quick one on the cashier, his coworkers always call him up so he can take a look.

Seriously, the amount of people that try to buy the $100+ gem rocks for $9.99 is crazy.

He feels very proud of himself whenever he manages to stop a customer from getting away with it.

He’s not the best worker in general, but the mangers would be lying if the said they didn’t appreciate his knack for remembering the expensive items.

Levi: 

Cash office.

Prefers to sit in the locked office by himself, listening to music on his phone as he runs checks the register balances from the previous day.

If he's not doing cash office, he's probably out gathering carts, or compacting boxes in the back.

Whatever keeps him away from the bulk of customers.

Whenever the managers need him to go help out on the floor, he gets permission to not wear his apron.

He seriously does not want anyone to talk to him. He just wants to work in peace.

Of course, if he’s seen organizing, or stocking shelves, customers tend to assume he’s an employee anyway--even without the apron.

Levi legitimately jumps anytime someone calls out to him and asks if he works there, and if he can help them. 

Oh, and he always brings his Switch to work and plays games on his lunch break. Do not talk to him if he’s playing his game--he will get mad at you.

Satan: 

Flow & mark-downs.

He's basically an all-rounder, but is superior to the others in putting out new merchandise (flow). He knows where things go, and how they should be organized. 

Secretly gets annoyed when customers ask him for help when he's in the zone, but is very good at faking a smile.

Will do what’s asked of him without any lip in return.

However, rude customers should beware of him, because his anger tends to flip on like a switch. If a customer is badmouthing him, or one of his coworkers--he has no issue telling them they’re a fool, and that they should just leave instead of causing issues.

He gets in trouble with management for doing this, but honestly has no regrets.

Definitely has regular customers that he is enemies with.

Gets left in charge of the store if the managers ever need to step away for their lunch break, or otherwise.

Asmo: 

Lead cashier. 

Super charming, great customer service voice. 

Always gives a good impression on the phone, and manages to make peppy announcements. 

If there’s ever a fundraiser going on, and the cashiers are supposed to ask for donations, Asmo is guaranteed to rake in the most.

He is very good at calming a customer if they're upset--apologizing and and being so sweet and polite that it’s nearly impossible to stay mad.

However, if they're rude to him, or his apologies go on deaf ears, he has no problem politely telling them to fuck off.

If he’s not at the registers, he’s probably off in the bath section--smelling soap--or the candle section--sniffing literally every candle in existence.

He’ll also be sure to get a whiff of whatever candle/soap a customer has brought to the register to purchase.

Runs off to visit other stores in the mall/strip when he’s on his break. (Aka. he spends way too much of his paycheck shopping).

Beel: 

Back room - heavy lifter. 

Dude spends most of the day in the stock room emptying the truck and building furniture.

Seriously can move big things with very little effort. He once carried an entire couch out onto the sales floor buy himself. 

While other coworkers may need to use carts or flatbeds to move larger items, Beel can legit just throw them over his shoulder and continue on his way like he’s not carrying anything at all.

He looks intimidating but is actually super friendly.

Will always work extra hours if you ask him to. Will also come in for extra shifts if you ask him to.

He always feels so guilty if he can’t accept, or needs to call off.

The type of coworker that goes out to buy snacks on his break, and ends up buy snacks for the rest of the staff. He just leaves them on the break room table with a note that says “Eat up :)”

Belphie: 

Closer - Sales Floor. 

The managers tried to work him on morning or midday shifts, but he was continuously too groggy, and ended up knocking things over on accident.

Hes more energetic at night, so they put him on the sales floor (since he’s honestly...not the best at the register. Don’t get me wrong, he can work the register as well as anyone else, but...he just...doesn’t sound friendly. (Lucifer: “Belphie...at least try to sound like you’re not working here against your will when talking to the customers. You applied for this job.”))

He honestly doesn't mind organizing merchandise, but gets annoyed if he ends up doing the bulk of the work. (Whether it’s because they’re short staffed, or because his coworkers are slacking).

Has no problem telling customers to gtfo when it’s closing time.

If people are still in the store 5 minutes after closing, he’ll follow them around until they finally take the hint and leave.

Always stops for fast food on his way home after work because making himself a meal sounds like too much effort.

Diavolo:

Store Manager.

Is very kind to all of his employees, but will also have hard conversations with them if there’s an issue regarding their performance that needs to be addressed.

However, he always does his best to maintain good relationships with everyone he works with.

Will buy lunch for the staff on busy weekends, even if he has to pay for the food himself. He wants to let his employees know that they’re appreciated, and while he’s the type to give verbal affirmation of a job well done, a luncheon doesn’t hurt either.

Even if customers are bitchy, he never raises his voice, or yells. He handles complaints like a champ.

If the customer physically or verbally abuses one of his workers, however...he will threaten to call the police. Do not fuck with his work children.

If his employees ever find him sighing, or looking like he’s stressed, then they know he’s definitely having a rough day. Please work hard, and help him out, and he’ll very much appreciate it. 

Barbatos:

The 4th key. (Basically a manager)

Some workers are scared of him because he always seems to be in a good mood--even if the store is packed, and things get overwhelming.

A very by-the-book type. While Lucifer and Diavolo may allow for some things to get overlooked, or for there to be a lapse in proper procedure, Barbatos is not like that. Rules are rules, and they shall be followed.

Honestly is a very nice guy, but working a closing shift with him can be the worst. Especially if Diavolo is the opening manager the next day. 

He will keep his staff there after closing as long as he needs to for the store to be in an acceptable condition. (The worst part is that Diavolo honestly is so easy going that if Barbatos had just opted to say “we were very busy and didn’t have the time to get everything done”, Diavolo wouldn’t blame him. Shit gets crazy).

Alas, Barbatos wants to please Diavolo and takes his role very seriously.

At least he brings in homemade baked goods for the staff sometimes. (His good cooking usually makes up for all the times he has kept them late).

Solomon:

Another all rounder. Usually get scheduled on midday shifts to bridge the gap between the openers, and closers. 

Is very good at keeping up his “customer service” facade. 

However, once there are no customers around his smile will fall, and he’ll mumble complaints under his breath. 

“Why does one couple need 15 candles?” “Lady, I don’t care about your chihuahua’s sleeping habits--just buy the pet bed already.”

Will always tease his coworkers if he gets along with them. Bickering with Solomon can become a very entertaining past time if he likes you.

Whenever new crystals, or rocks come in, usually he’ll spend a while inspecting them. Apparently he can tell which ones are real, or fake. (And he always ends up buying the real ones).

He’s the type of coworker that will sneak up behind you and scare you when you’re not paying attention. Just because he can. (Fight him, he loves it).

Simeon: 

One of the sweetest staff members, but he’s prone to getting flustered and making mistakes.

If he’s on registers, he’s so busy trying to start a conversation with the customer that he’ll short them on their change. 

Luckily, the customer is either patient in waiting for the manager to come up and open the register, or doesn’t care about the 22 cents Simeon forgot to give them.

He loves reorganizing the towel section of the store the most. Getting to stand there and refold towels almost feels like meditation to him.

Always goes out of his way to ask the customer if he can help them with anything, or if they’re finding everything alright.

Is prone to accidentally cutting himself when something sharp breaks. (It has literally gotten to the point where if a ceramic plate or something glass breaks, the managers have instructed Simeon to call someone else to clean it up, rather than doing it himself.)

Honestly, in the end, he’s a fabulous worker tho.

#i have so many stupid stories from my retail job lmao #om! #obey me #obey me headcanons #lucifer #mammon #levi #leviathan #satan #asmo #asmodeus #beel #beelzebub #belphie #belphegor #diavolo #barbatos #simeon #solomon

[danteinthedevildom]

A Royal Pajama Party “Analysis” - Part 6 (of 7)

We’re almost at the end (hooray - these posts have absolutely killed me to finish), so time to go onto the “platonic” route.

Unfortunately the Devilgram’s ending isn’t 100% perfect if you want a fully platonic route. I may be wrong here - it’s been a while since I actually read the Devilgram at this point, so my memories are a little hazy - but I believe the only way to really end it prior to the screenshots I’m about to show you involve responses that are a little more dismissive (from what I can remember, it essentially requires turning down everything, even the content that could be read as purely platonic). Which means, unfortunately, your options are generally “somewhere between romantic and platonic” and “no interest at all”. 

That said, this route is much easier to read as platonic, and I think is meant to cover ground for players who fall into one of two categories:

- Have no interest in Diavolo romantically

- Don’t want to end on a more suggestive note (since the kiss route leads to implied NSFW)

So you can read romance into it as much as you can ignore it. I like being able to focus on both sides, however, since sometimes you want the Devilgrams to explore more of the friendship between yourself and the brothers rather than an inherent romance - ergo, “platonic” route. 

That’s a much longer intro than usual, so I’ll cut it off there. As usual, this post covers content locked behind Story Keys, so here’s your cursory spoiler warning!

As I mentioned last post, you’re given an option to end the Devilgram in one of two ways: with a kiss (leading you down the more romantic route), or with a hug (by claiming you don’t want any funny business, to which he admits he just wants to hold you). We’re following the hug route.

I can likely guaratee you, after everything we’ve seen so far, Diavolo’s never had the chance to hold someone at night. No-one’s stayed long enough for him to spend time doing “nothing at all” with them, so it’s immediately clear that physical affection likely isn’t something he’s afforded often, let alone for the duration of a night - particularly considering the concept of a sleepover is new to him (as we saw in the first two posts) and just how generally awed he is by your continued presence and happiness being there. 

In other words, the changes of anyone having let him close enough to hold them before this point for this long are extremely slim. 

Which means, in turn, he’s almost definitely never been held. 

(There is, after all, a difference between holding someone who’s just putting up with it and actually being hugged back). 

The only person who might have done would be his father, when he was younger; I’m not wholly sure how close Diavolo is with the Demon King, but considering how overprotective he was, I’d assume he’d have given a little baby Diavolo at least a reasonable amount of hugs. Whether he did or not, however, that’s really it. That’s Diavolo’s list of “people who have held him for an extended period of time”. 

Even more likely, that’s his complete list of “people who have felt comfortable, happy, and content enough around him to let him fall asleep with them”. 

We already know that for a majority of his lifetime, it was just him, his father, and Barbatos - and before that, just him and his father. There really aren’t a lot of people he can put on that list, especially considering his status (and age) when the Demon King went to sleep. When the last of his restrictions were finally released.  

No wonder he’s so desperate for affection. No wonder he’s so horrifically touch- and love-starved. His entire life, he’s had practically no-one. Moreover, his only dedicated friends are:

- His butler (who tends to his duties with utmost professionalism, and with whom it wouldn’t be appropriate to form the sort of friendship and attachment he wants)

- Lucifer (who for centuries has been bitter over the oath, and takes his duties seriously out of pride and gratitude/servitude rather than affection - and has, in several situations, been genuinely put out/underwhelmed by Diavolo’s attempts to deepen their friendship)

- Queen Rose (who we’ve seen relegated to all of one visit per year, with an unknown connection and attachment to Diavolo, and who clearly isn’t important enough to have been given much of a story beyond the one event)

Demons he has no deep connection with, and is granted little to no physical affection from. 

Even the brothers have each other. Even at their very worst - with the issues between Satan and Lucifer, and the treatment they give Mammon - we’ve seen several images of them being physically affectionate. And that really does range from slumping over each other in sleep, to being used as weights for Beel’s training, to diving in close for group selfies. 

It doesn’t seem like much - and honestly, I do enjoy the headcanon that maybe as a species they just don’t tend to be as touchy-feely as humans - but it’s significantly more than we see (and hear) Diavolo get. It’s still physical contact that’s comfortable and affectionate; a physical show of care.

Diavolo has even said in Chats before (specifically in the one shared between you, him, and Barbatos) that he wants to stay at the House of Lamentation because they’re noisy and active. Because he’s used to silence and isolation and he wants to experience a place full of sound and activity and interconnecting relationships. Because he wants to be involved in something he doesn’t have. 

What you’ve afforded Diavolo in this moment is something so rare for him, it’s either happened very little in his life or never at all. 

This normal show of affection - something we can all get simply by turning to a friend, or a partner, or a family member; something we use as greetings and as comfort and often without a thought - is completely outside his typical experience. 

So, it’s bliss; by literal definition, “a state of perfect happiness, oblivious to everything else”. It’s not just warm, or happy, or perfect - it’s a feeling so outside of what he knows, it transcends all positive emotion. 

Your affection narrows down his focus away from the Devildom - from his worries, from his fears, from his unhappiness and his insecurities and his loneliness - and centres it entirely on you.

There’s a reason he wants to spend more time with you. A reason you’re his greatest person; a reason this night is so special to him. 

You give him everything he’s never had, but always wanted - and you do it as easily and thoughtlessly as drawing breath. 

For someone who’s struggled just to keep his desired friends by his side, that likely means the world to him. 

+

As his monologue continues on, we reach a sort of... wavering point.

This is the part that makes it a little blurry between the lines of romance and platonic feeling. You can clearly see how this dialogue is meant to be vague enough to appeal to both sides; by only lightly mentioning that he’s “feeling” something, you can read it as either romantic feeling or platonic feeling, albeit the second line tips it, initially, in favour of a romantic reading. 

However, I think this scene can still be fairly platonic when you consider that you are the only person to have ever made him feel this happy. 

Diavolo is a demon. He’s a royal demon. He’s the stand-in leader of an entire Realm, with hundreds of thousands of subjects under his command. He’s been alive for a relatively unknown but doubtlessly extensive amount of time. His concerns and worries far exceed that of anything a single human on Earth could fret over - because he’s not just fretting over a kingdom, or a nationality, but an entire race of beings that he holds direct responsibility for. 

A single human life, in contrast to that, is likely nothing more than a split-second blip on a radar. There and gone before he could even have seen it.  

Whatever he expected from the Exchange Programme, the importance of a single human likely wasn’t something he had in mind. Your importance as a whole for the future he wanted, yes; for what you represented, and what you could achieve, almost definitely. But for you, as a person? You, for all the good and the bad, the experiences and memories, the thoughts and feelings, that make you who you are?

In the grand scheme of things, that doesn’t matter. That you are human and alive and perform well in the Programme to ensure peace between the Realms does.  

Because you will fade away in less than a second. Because you will be gone before long, and your existence to him is like fruit fly to us. Short. Uneventful. Insignificant. 

His infatuation with humanity doesn’t necessarily mean an infatuation with individual humans. You can be enamoured with rabbits and set up a sanctuary for them, but that doesn’t mean you’ll see the inherent nature and personal significance of any single one. 

He likely never would have thought that one of the Exchange Students would become this important to him. 

He likely never would have thought that a human, plain and simple as you are, would open up this many feelings, experiences, possibilities. 

(He likely never would have thought that you could change his life as drastically as you have.)

Why would he? After all, you’re just human. Your life is so fragile, it could end with the barest twitch of his finger. How could something so frail possibly have such an impact on him - do things that no demon has ever been able to do?

And yet, you’ve done so much. In a few years at most, you’ve changed his life in ways he’s always struggled with. You’ve given him all the things he wanted; all the things he’s missed. 

You. A human. A tiny, fragile, impossible little human. You’ve done things greater beings have been incapable of. Things even he - with all his power and wisdom and life experience - couldn’t do.

How could he have possibly expected that?

(He might have hoped for it. Hoped that something good would come from the Exchange Programme; hoped that he’d be able to experience those things he’d never been able to with someone new and fresh in his life. But he still can’t have imagined that it would happen so soon, so easily, so naturally. That it would have been entirely because of you.)

As a slight aside, though a very related one, I’m deeply interested by Diavolo’s second line: “Oh, but your humanity only makes you even more captivating”

Here’s an English Lit tip for all of you: if a character says “oh” like this, the utterance is almost always used to emphasise an already-intense emotion. It’s the little oh you see in fanfic; that single sound to release everything a person feels in one breath. It’s used a lot in epics, and especially in 19th centuary texts, when the narrator is lamenting or expressing woe. 

Here, it sounds wistful. Longing. Amazed. Dreamy. Awed. Reverent. This isn’t something he’s saying intentionally. 

These utterances are almost always kept to narration; to the depths of a character’s thoughts, where they can express themself the most in its truest form. They’re used to incite a reader’s emotion, their empathy, and to highlight the sheer emotive weight of a scene. It’s very rarely verbal, unless they’re utterly overcome with feeling. 

The fact that Diavolo’s saying it out loud, therefore, means it’s not intentional. These are his deepest thoughts said aloud, so intense and true it’s impossible for him to keep it locked inside his mind. 

That’s simple fact. He’s purely, utterly enraptured by you. 

The analysis on that sentence could end there. The admittance, unwittingly, that you are captivating as an example of how significant you are to him. However... 

While it does highlight that he already finds you awing, it also notes that it’s your humanity that makes you even more enchanting. Not just the fact that you’re you, or that you’re human and he finds the depth of his feeling surprising - but that the very notion of your humanity enthralls him. 

We’ve already seen his interest in humanity span decades before your arrival, if not centuries. We therefore know that the fragility of your life and the existence of your humanity means something to him in a way it doesn’t - or wouldn’t - to other demons. 

He’s fascinated by the concept of humans, and you are human. Naturally, he’s going to be awed that a human is important to him by default; simultaneously, he’s thrilled by the fact that you’re representative of the World he adores.

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Moving on from that focus, the next scene. It’s the conclusion of this route, and thus the final shot in the Devilgram if you decide to end it this way. 

This, is mostly just sweet. I couldn’t avoid adding this in. 

It’s a callback to the start of this post - the fact that Diavolo has likely never been able to hold someone for the night, and that he’s thoroughly excited for the chance to do so with you. 

Diavolo wants to cherish holding you. He wants to savour having you in his arms as you go to rest. 

He knows it’s something that won’t happen often, if it ever happens again. So he wants to make the most of it. He wants to ingrain it in his mind, lock it up tight with the memories he holds closest to his heart. 

There’s a little more I have to say about the concept of sleep and especially willingness and comfort sleeping around another person, but there’s a better way to present that in another screenshot - one we’ll see in the next post. It deserves more space than I have left here, so I’ll relegate that to a few screenshots I wasn’t able to fit in elsewhere. 

It’s a bit of a topic change, but a good one. Do you recall the post wherein Diavolo reads his favourite poem to you? In that post, I went over the fact that he reveals you to be - in no uncertain terms - his greatest person. 

I also noted in the post that he doesn’t say this by default. You have to choose for him to say that by picking the option along the lines of, “Who’s your greatest person?”. The devs kindly allow you to decide just how close to Diavolo you want to be, and whether or not he’s comfortable admitting in such open terms how important you are to him. 

In the screenshots below, then, I’ve shown the other route; the one wherein you asked if Barbatos was his greatest person. 

Diavolo’s response?

It’s much more vague. He doesn’t even vaguely state that his greatest person is you. In fact, it sounds very much like he still doesn’t know who his greatest person is. 

At least until you consider that final line.

“Should that day come, you’ll be the first to know”. 

This comment speaks volumes. In a very subtle way, it’s Diavolo showing you that he trusts you most; that, out of everyone he knows, he’d go to you first to tell you who his most important person is. 

This could be because he believes you’d be excited to know. Maybe he thinks you’d be happy for him, and you’d celebrate the fact that he’s found his greatest person. Maybe it’s simply him acknowledging that he’s told you about the concept of a greatest person, and thus, you’d be the only one with the knowledge to care whether or not he’s found someone who fits that bill. 

It might even be him saying you’re just the first person on his mind beyond his greatest person. That when he has important news, the first thing he wants to do is tell you. 

But it’s also, I think, a hint. 

You could read it as dismissive; “I’ve not yet found someone better than Barbatos, but when I do, I’ll tell you.” It’s certainly one interpretation of the line, and what the above covers. Another, however, would be, “I’m not ready yet to confirm my feelings/I’ve lost my confidence since you mistakenly assumed it to be someone it’s not. When I’m ready, I’ll tell you - and you’ll know I meant you.”

It’s a perfectly valid reading to believe he already suspects his greatest person is you. That he’s implying you’ll know who his greatest person is before anyone else because he’ll be saying to you, directly, it’s you. 

It’s a sweet moment, either way. Whether he’s being coy about who his greatest person is or he genuinely doesn’t know yet, the fact remins that you’re important enough to him - that he believes you care enough about him and his happiness to want to know - that he’ll tell you before anyone else. 

You’re his priority, regardless.  

Another fact, one you might have thought I’d cover first, is the surprise of his prior comment: “the greatest person in my life would overshadow even him”. 

Barbatos isn’t Diavolo’s greatest person. From the previous scene - that alternate timeline where he’s more obvious about who his greatest person is - it’s clear that Barbatos doesn’t fill a lot of the requirements. He supports Diavolo, yes; he’s by his side, always, and he can’t leave - but he’s not there for him. Not the same way you are. 

Emotionally, mentally, physically, Barbatos doesn’t click with Diavolo the way he needs his greatest person to. Barbatos doesn’t spend time with him happily and freely; doesn’t let him get close and affectionate. Diavolo can’t be his true self around Barbatos and feel wholly, perfectly accepted. The butler-master divide makes that an impossibility, as does the origin of their friendship. 

Barbatos is still important to him, of course; there’s no denying that. After all, the greatest person in his life at the moment is Barbatos. That’s who Diavolo is using to gauge his greatest person against; whether or not they mean more to him than Barbatos, and he connects with them better than with his closest companion.

Diavolo’s just not fooling himself into thinking Barbatos is that person.

There is, however, something... a little more amazing to think about, knowing Diavolo’s requirements for his greatest person. 

They have to be better than Barbatos.   

Barbatos, the demon who helped raise him in the absence of his mother. 

Barbatos, the demon who’s been by his side since youth, patiently feeding him stories of the Realms he never got to see. 

Barbatos, the only demon who ever stayed, who wasn’t directly related to him.

Barbatos, the demon Diavolo knows best, the demon he’s known the longest. 

And in the timeline he confirms, openly, overtly, that you’re his greatest person, 

You exceed that. 

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And thus concludes part 6. I hope this has been enjoyable to read, because in parts, it was not enjoyable to write- I got a bit too picky and ended up editing this twice to add in more because I didn’t like how I’d worded it before, so guess how much time that’s eaten up OTL 

Still, with this post done, we’ve only got one more! Finally. It’s the concluding part, so it’s mostly going to be bitty details that didn’t perfectly fit elsewhere, as well as a better focus on another facet of the reading route - because, yes, not only do you get to decide whether or not you eat fruit or read, you also get to decide whether Diavolo reads to you or you read to him.

I really wasn’t joking when I said this Devilgram was spoilt for choice, before. I’m absolutely not used to these stories containing anything more than a “good reaction”/”bad reaction” response, or maybe a “platonic route”/”romantic route” divide. This Devilgram, though - damn. You end up replaying it like ten times just to see everything. And it’s all voice acted, too - it’s kind of amazing. 

So, if you’d like, please continue on to part 7! And thank you so much for making it through all this wordy babbling. 

#obey me analysis #obey me diavolo #obey me

[meenah-chan]

Quintessence

A Lucifer x MC's Over-protective! Sister fanfic

3.17k words

Genre: Angst

Trigger warnings: mentions violence, self-inflictions; read at your own discretion.

Chapter 1: click here

Chapter 2: click here

"If there's anyone who will understand her, it's you. So I'll leave her to you..."

"Don't touch me, you monster!"

Chapter 3

*scribbles scribbles*

" ...I could never forgive myself for what happened."

*scribbles scribbles*

"Let's just say that a drive to protect MC and a drive to live are two different things. And I've been searching for the latter to no avail." Lucifer sighs from the lack of focus on his work. Her words replays on his thoughts countless of times already. He couldn't seem to take her off his mind this past few days.

Since that morning, she acts like her usual self. It is a good thing. It is a good thing that his forceful interrogation didn't cause trouble.

He shouldn't bother dwelling on it anymore. He shouldn't be, but... Acting like nothing happened is far more disturbing... He combs his fingers through his locks, deep in thought.

"...fer... Lucifer!" A sensation on his shoulder brought him back to reality. "Are you okay?" His orbs, traces the hand atop his shoulder to the aquamarine eyes, observing him.

"...No, it's nothing. I was just thinking about something." He massaged between his brows.

"You should rest if your tired." Her worry shows between her brows.

"I'll finish this. We're almost done anyways... More importantly, do you have any concerns?"

"Ahh, I already finished my part. Please do check it." He picked up the papers she gave. Despite what happened, she actually continued helping him with his works, which made everything easier.

"Hmm, you did well. You may leave now. I'll take a break once I'm done."

"Then, how about having a tea? I prepared some cookies a while ago." She placed her palms atop his desk, as if persuading him.

"Cookies?"

"Yeah, as an apology and thank you gift." A light shade of pink tinted her cheek for a second didn't went unnoticed by the demon.

"Huh? Did you do something I'll get angry for once?"

"I just felt bad I doubt you when we first met. I even tied you with me in a pact. And I'm glad you and your brothers are there to keep my sister safe. Thank you." She smiled at him sincerely. The one he could only see her flash for her sibling.

"That's fine by me."

"Then, I'll be waiting by the garden." Once a thud of the door was heard in the room, another sigh escaped his lips.

It's reasonable she's always on my mind, I've been spending more time with her after all. And I have less work to worry about that she took over its spot... Propping his forehead on his clasped knuckles, he tried to make sense of his current sentiments.

"... Let's get this all done or the tea might get cold." He moves his hands to work faster. Spending a bit more time alone with her is not so bad anyways...

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Spending time alone with her is not the right term. As soon as he arrives at the garden, the rowdy bunch was already in there, surrounding a sizable table.

"Alexandria, I see you didn't inform me that everyone will be here." With twitching eyebrow, he held the teacup to his lips, trying to ignore the crunching and chattering noise.

"But I did say I want to thank you and your brothers so it's only natural that they are here." She casually sip on hers, sitting adjacent to the eldest.

"Alexa *crunch crunch* your cookies is *crunch crunch* so good." Beel grins beside her as he stuff his face with his share of cookies.

She shook her head. "I wouldn't say it's my cookies. MC and Luke also made that."

"But most of it is made by you. And we just followed your recipe." MC contradicts before stuffing a whole cookie in her mouth.

"Well, that's true... Oh, Beel, try this one. This is my favorite." She extended out a cookie cream tart towards him. Having both of his hands full of cookies, Beel ate directly off her finger.

"Hmm~!" Alexandria giggled from the blissful face the orange demon is making. "Your face is full of crumbs." She proceed wiping his cheeks with her handkerchief.

"..." Feeling as if two ominous orbs bore behind her skull she glanced back, confirming her suspicion. He's angry...

"Uhh, Lucifer. Here, have some more." She filled his empty plate with cookie cream tarts. He gaze at the plate before looking back at her.

"I'm good." Yeah... He's angry... I guess thanking him with everyone is a wrong move. I have graver offense to him than others after all.

"Ahh! How about some eclairs? I can make you one right now." She learned his preference a few days ago when he made a big fuss of Mammon eating his eclairs, and tried coaxing him to a good mood.

He stared at him for moment before replying, "Make it some other time." Coaxing failed... "It'll be made for me alone." ...or maybe not. She smiled.

"Hmph... Selfish demon." The seventh-born huffs.

"Are you saying something, Belphegor?" The eldest and the youngest brother glared daggers.

"Now, now... The tea will turn sour." Alexandria tried settling the tense atmosphere she just mended before it get worse.

"By the way Alexa, MC, they released the anime adaptation of 'The Great Detective from the Pits of the Underworld' today! Let's watch it after this." Amidst sitting beside the growling Belphegor, sparkles filled Leviathan's background as he enthusiastically spoke.

"No, Alexa is coming with me. She still hasn't finished briefing me of the best books she read on the human realm." Satan interrupted.

"Alexa~ I bought a new salamander hydrating mask. It's a must-try product! Let's use it right now!" Sitting across her, Asmodeus reached for her hand, completely ignoring the already-fighting otaku and bookworm.

I guess a peaceful afternoon tea is impossible with everyone. Bickers and commotion fills the big table, only to be interrupted by a buzz of a phone.

"...Yes! Oi Alexa! 'Ya see this?" Mammon waves the screen of his D.D.D. "I hit a jackpot! It says it'll increase my investment by tenfold in just 3 days if I register right away! I'll pay MC, just 'ya wait." He return his attention back on it and moves his fingers across the screen.

"Name... Bank account... Passco... Hey!" Just before he completed filling up the form, his device elevates off his grasp. Glancing behind, he saw the older female, his D.D.D on hand.

"What'cha doin'!?" He struggled snatching his D.D.D back only to fail.

"Fixing your mistake. You're one click away from being scammed, you idiot."

"Gimme back–"

"My bad guys. I can't tend to your requests right now. This idiot needs an Investment Crash Course."

"What?" "That's unfair!" "But... TSL..." Bickers and squabbles start flying everywhere yet again. But this time, it's all directed at her and the second-born.

"What a mess..." Lucifer sighed.

"Mess you say, Lucifer? You're the one to talk. You've been keeping her all to yourself." Satan glared at him. The eldest of the brothers just facepalmed as he watch the already rowdy garden went even livelier than before.

"Isn't she bizarre?" The little sister suddenly spoke beside him. "She's a charismatic, thoughtful and a wonderful person. Yet she still have no boyfriend... If only she became more open with anyone after me."

"Really?"

"Will you believe she pushes me away during our first meetings?" She laughed. "I was so young I have no much recollection but... I do remember I bugged her alot, and she suddenly go all mushy after some time."

"... She is caring and everything but sometimes I feel she's suppressing herself, like she's protecting me from something. Like, it's something I shouldn't know. She's similar to you, don't you agree?"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Hmmp, tsundere."

"What did you just say?"

"I guess she won't reveal it to me, I'm her pure, beloved sister she'll protect to the end of the world after all. If there's anyone who will understand her, it's you. So I'll leave her to you, her demon and soulmate."

"Just so you know, having pact doesn't make her my soulmate."

"No, she is. She is alike to you in so many ways, you have natural affinity and you got along despite such repulsive first meeting. To top it of, you have that indestructible bond with each other. You are soulmates."

"..." With no rebuttal he stared at the young female. He then glance at Alexandria who is busy with the noisy bunch to hear what they are talking about.

An enigma she is. With more things MC mentioned him, he knew she won't leave his mind anytime soon.

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Basked under the crimson dusk atop a hill, two young girls sat a few feet apart another.

"Stop bothering me. I don't have plans of befriending anyone." radiating with annoyance, one of the girls interjects.

"But I want to. And I don't see any problems in doing so." The second girl shakes the spark off as if it's nothing.

"You wouldn't dare to, if you ever knew."

"Know... What... You mean, that..." The younger girl, point a finger not far from her direction.

As soon as the older girl whisked her head towards the direction, the sky, the hill... Everything melted into night.

The pavement blanketed with snow. The murky, ebony sky. The familiar, gaping door. A grip on her arm returned her attention to the girl with her. "Alexa, I'm scared."

And then a creak reverberated. "Wha... No! Don't look!" She pulled her, covering her eyes with her hand.

And as she suspected, it's the same scene as that night.

"Look, what do we have here." Taking the man's grip off the neck of his brother's lifeless body, he march towards her. "My beautiful, genius Alexandria. My protege."

"..."

"Oh my, look at that blazing blue eyes you got from me." Touching her face, caressing her cheeks with his thumb.

"Don't touch me, you monster!" She brushed his bloody hands from her and tried pulling the girl behind her, only to hold onto air. When she look back, the child was nowhere to be found. "Where...Ump–!" The man grabbed her face and forced her eyes on his.

"Monster you said? Don't forget you and I are the same. You inherited everything from me, that's why I kept you alive."

His eyes. His dead, cold eyes took her own, as if gobbling her whole. She felt like running away. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. She want to, but she couldn't. She just stand in there horrifiedly, in front of the monster that hunts her almost every single night. Her monster.

"Me, your monster? Don't make me laugh! Aren't you a monster yourself? After all you..." Alexandria's eyes snapped open. Breathless. Drenched. Beads of cold sweat trickles down from her skin as she sit up.

No matter how many times she was visited with the same nightmare, she will never get used to it.

Knowing she won't get another blink of sleep, she rise from the beddings. She left the room for the balcony of the planetarium, bringing with her a small container from her purse.

Opening the small case, she took out one of the white sticks and pressed it's tip between her lips. After lighting it, she took a deep breath and puff a cloud of smoke.

The smoke swirls in the bleakness of the night, together with her dreary thoughts.

"Can't sleep?" She flinched from the unexpected deep voice. She's too caught up inside her head that she failed to feel the man enter the balcony.

"Well, kind of."

"I admit, your surprised face is quite entertaining." Lucifer smirked as he moves beside her.

"Yeah, yeah. As long as you're happy." Alexandria scoffs.

"I never knew you're fond of things like that. That brand isn't even available here." He glanced on the ember on her hand.

"Not really. It's more of a ritual." Lucifer raised an eyebrow. "They say that a stick of a cigarette can shorten the human lifespan by 11 minutes, if you know what I mean." Lucifer's forehead scrunches in comprehension of her so-called 'ritual'. She only laughed bitterly at his reaction.

"Don't be so irked. Or would you rather see me full of cuts and holes?" She took another puff off the smoke.

"It's really a surprise you're still... alive." A lump he couldn't really explain blocked his throat for a second.

"It sure is. I've tried throwing it away countless of times already when I was young. Until MC came to my life."

"But MC said you really hated her that time. I don't see any consistency with your stories."

"Really?" She look faraway before glancing back to the demon.

"And I see you're more open with me than with MC, are you not?" He smirked playfully.

"What a chatterbox..." She glance away for a second. "Let me tell you a tale instead."

"Dunno. I just felt you'll understand and won't judge me. Maybe you're my soulmate?" Hearing the word from the person herself taken Lucifer aback, which then earned a chuckle from Alexandria. "... or maybe not."

"I'm scared I might taint her if she learn my past. I want her to grow without any fear and guilt, to mature the way she is." She paused as if hesitating if she'll continue with the story, but she carry on after a few moments.

"Long time ago, there is an annoying idiot in a form of a young philanthropist, much like her family. One day, she and her family plans a month-long stay in an orphanage for fund-raising and to help in any way. There she met a crazy psycho, who have failed attempts of suicide and plans to hung herself in the forest without any interference. Of course she never knew about her plan, she's a big idiot after all." Cool breeze blew on the balcony, taking the ash of the cigarette between her fingers.

"Day after day she bugged her, hindering her plans again and again and again until the crazy psycho got tired and postpone her plans until the night the annoying idiot leave the orphanage." Lucifer looked at her through his peripheral vision, earning a huff from the lady.

"Finally the day comes. Minutes after the annoying idiot left the crazy psycho on the hill, she was called by a stranger. Since she is a big idiot of an unsuspecting naive, she ate a candy from the man and lost consciousness. The crazy psycho witnessed this and convinced the man of bringing her too. She followed the idiot without thinking. Miraculously, she saved the idiot unscathed. The idiot left the orphanage safely. The crazy psycho was adopted not long after. And the two never cut ties with each other again. The end... Or not."

That's weird... "So you're telling me you chose to live because you save her? Shouldn't it be the other way around?"

"Not really. More like her naivety and recklessness girl made me want to protect her. I... just can't leave that angel alone on her own. Without any assurance that she'll be fine." A conflicted face reflects on Lucifer's eyes. He could saw nothing but a suffering person... a damsel in distress.

Does he empathize with her since they're in similar situation? Or is her sorrow contagious? Either way, he couldn't help but feel her sufferings. His eyes couldn't leave her form at all, watching every gestures she make.

"Is it really hard to forgive yourself of the things you didn't even do?" Extinguishing what's left of her smoke, she looked at him.

"It's easy, if I'm truly innocent, that is." She gave him a bitter smile. "I am not."

She faced him. "My father commit suicide after killing my mother and siblings... The stranger kidnapped MC and I, who is in the right age to identify him. How come we are able to leave unscathed?" A pair of jaded blue orbs met his.

"My father didn't commit suicide... That stranger also didn't let us leave like it's nothing... I took their lives with my own hands. I killed them."

"... You?"

"I stabbed my father with the knife he used to my family and the stranger, I strangled him to the head rest with the rope I'm supposed to be using to myself. And I dumped him with his car on a nearby cliff."

The moonlight shines on them, reflected by a single teardrop forming on the corner of her eyes. The wind brushed her hair gently as the single tear rolled down her rosy cheeks, never to be followed with another one. Bitter smile never left her face. Her skin is like a porcelain, pristine and unblemished. It was as if she was an angel... A fallen angel, with tattered wings like he is.

"I am... a monster." She took his breath away. He witnessed it. He is captivated by an unbearably beautiful creature.

Before he knew it, he already reached out, replacing the wind from caressing her hair.

She flinch from his touch, as if a bashful mimosa folding and drooping from a light stimulus. She is too vulnerable at the moment. Should he continue with such gesture, she might indulge with it. She shouldn't. A monster like her doesn't deserve such kindness. And thus, Alexandria chose to step away from him.

"I-I told you everything. Then, I'll be taking my leave." A hasty bow is followed by her brisk walking. She grabbed the knob. I need to leave.

He didn't know why but he felt it. Her flame is waning.

If he let her be by herself again, he never knew what she will do with herself next. What if the next time he saw her, she'll be full of cuts? What if she'll be so injured she won't be able to leave her room? What if... What if the next time he saw her, she's not breathing anymore?

But that's not possible. She won't leave her sister alone.

And then her words awhile ago flashed his mind."I'm glad I can trust you and your brothers are to keep my sister safe. Thank you I could be at ease."

That's not only as an apology or gratitude. She's... entrusting her sister with us and planning to die soon?

A loud thud echoes off the balcony as the door return to its frame. She didn't close it. He did, as he wrap his free arm around her.

A bloody Alexandria. Pale. Cold. Lifeless.

That's not gonna happen. I won't permit it. I need something to suppress her from her self-destructive tendencies... Something concrete. Anything...

"...you have that indestructible bond with each other."

... I see...

"Let it be me..." The words left his lips. That's his answer, their indestructible bond— the pact that bind their souls together.

"W—What do you mean?" The confusion and and perplexity in her eyes didn't stop him. If he stop right there, tomorrow she might be there no more. It's now or never.

" Alexandria, I'll be your reason for living."

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It took so long ( like, reaaaally long (๑°౪≦)ゞ) but I posted it at last heehee. I revised it like tons of times until I'm satisfied. (I also did two short reads along with this cuz inspiration and it'll be a waste not to write it (~￣³￣)~

I learned my lesson. If I don't wanna rewrite the story, I should fix it until I'm satisfied or it'll pile up and It won't leave the back of my mind as ling as I haven't fix it.

And I never thought it'll be this long (maybe there's 2 chapters more)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

MASTERLIST

#I just want you to know #I don't wanna write some half-assed stories #so I do it the best as I can before posting it #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer x oc #obey me lucifer #swd lucifer #lucifer angst #lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer imagine #obey me luci #om! lucifer #om! luci x reader #om! luci #obey me #obey me shall we date #om! #obey me swd #obey me masters #obey me boys #obey me luci x reader #om! lucifer x reader #meenah-chan~~

[chchanging]

OC Interview — Delilah Hill

Picrew 1 & 3 , Picrew 2

“Call me Lilah,” she grins, barking a friendly laugh, “everyone does.”

Are you single

Are you single

“Nope! ‘Fraid Az kinda locked this down as soon as humanly possible.” At her own words she pauses, tilting her head in thought. “Demon-ly? As fast as demon-ly possible. And then Sol just kinda...wormed his way in. Barely even noticed things had changed until they had. Feels kinda like he’s always been there, now.”

She laughs happily. “It wouldn’t feel right without them, anymore.”

Are you happy

“Right now?” She perks up, “Yeah, I suppose so! It’s Beel’s turn to cook tonight, and you know he’s actually really good at it when he doesn’t just demolish the whole thing before it gets to the table.”

Are you angry

“Why don’t you ask Lou that question,” There’s a glint in her eyes that seems distinctly mischievous, “he’ll probably say yes every time. It seems like he’s the only reason I’m ever angry anymore.”

Despite her words, she laughs good-naturedly as if remembering something fondly.

Are your parents still married

Her demeanor up until now has been rather joyful, but at this she stills and stiffens as though her spine has been replaced with a curtain rod. For a while she just stares numbly into the distance, jaw ticking now and again as if something is stuck in her teeth.

“Probably...” She hums, tone carefully neutral as she speaks slowly. “They were pretty particular about family sticking together. Can’t imagine that’s changed.”

NINE FACTS

Birth Place

“I think they were living around Detroit when they had me? I can’t recall if the hospital was actually in the city, though.”

Hair Color

She reaches up and twirls some of it around an idle finger. It’s usually a curly cloud around her head, just around her chin, but right now she’s elected to wear it in braids that are half twisted up in a fashionable knot that rests on her shoulder. “Brown. I know it can kinda look black in certain lights, but it isn’t quite that dark.”

Eye Color

“Also brown!” She winks, “aren’t they pretty?”

Birthday

“New Years Eve, so it’s nice cuz everyone’s already partying.” She grins winningly before adding, “Not to mention I always get birthday kisses!”

Mood

“Now or in general? I like to think I’m pretty chill unless given a reason not to be! And sometimes even when I do have a reason not to be!”

She stretches, leaning back in her seat until her back pops, “Did Lou tell you that when they initially brought me to the Devildom I was still half-drunk from a night of partying and the biggest worry I had at the time was where and when I could go back to sleep?”

Gender

She puffs out her cheeks and blows air out through an O in her lips. “Geez, who knows? I tend to let people call me what they want because I’ve never been picky, myself. I do go by she/they’s, though! Just for future reference.”

She waves a hand as an afterthought, “Using them interchangeably is ideal.”

Summer or winter

“Summer! I hate cold!” She tilts her head, thinking a little harder, “Ah, but I love warm clothes! And drinks! Oh, and Christmas! Okay, maybe winter. But, wait—“

Morning or afternoon

“I used to like mornings, but now suddenly I’m in school again.” She smiles sarcastically in what must be Lucifer’s direction. “Not that I wasn’t taking courses back in the human world, but at least the schedule was my choice!”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE?

Are you in love

She flutters her lashes like one is apparently supposed to do when one is in love, lips pulled into an amused smile. “What’s not to love?”

Do you believe in love at first sight

“No,” She laughs as if she can’t even imagine such a thing, “but a lot of things can be confused with love, yeah? So it’s easy to be mistaken. The real thing needs to simmer a bit, I think.”

Who ended your last relationship

“ I was about as good at that as I was at starting them. It’s kind of funny that I’m seeing two people now, this is the first time I’ve done something like that.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart

“Well, some hearts need to be broken!” She shrugs nonchalantly. “Some people think they’re entitled to a lot more than they really are. Reality bites. Hopefully it taught them a lesson.”

Are you afraid of commitments

She seems to take a moment to digest the question. Her fingers tap a rhythm out atop her thigh and she hums along with a little tune. Then, abruptly she stops, straightening up and smiling a little sadly. “After growing up with paranoid parents, it was kinda hard to know who to trust. They taught me that no one was worth it.” Her eyes go far away, again, like she’s looking into the past.

“I liked being on my own. Or I...thought I did? Then I met the brothers and learned about them a little more. I don’t think I could go back, Y’know? Commitment in any form is scary because it leaves you vulnerable, but I’m realizing that sometimes that can be a good thing.”

Have you hugged someone within the last week

“Of course! Asmo tries to convince me he’d die if he went a single day without one. Mamo gets pouty, too, but he’d never admit it. I can’t just not hug Bee, because I’m not a monster.”

She counts out her fingers a few times and then gives a bashful smile, “Okay, so Y’know I think all the brothers get at least one a week, even if Lev and Mamo try to convince me they don’t want ‘em. Sol is usually the one hugging me, though, so I don’t have to do all the work.”

Have you ever had a secret admirer

“Maybe? No one’s ever come forward. Hence the secret.”

Have you ever broken your own heart

“Now, isn’t that a loaded question?” She hums, giving no sign that she’s going to answer it.

SIX CHOICES

Love or Lust

“Both have their uses,” mirth colors her tone. It would seem her opinion has changed rather recently. “You’ll have to excuse me. When I was a kid ‘love’ was just a word used to control people. I haven’t had a reason to reevaluate until now...”

Lemonade or iced tea

“I like ‘em both as long as they’re really sweet—and that really depends on who makes ‘em.” She sighs, looking a little forlorn, “It’s been so long...not many places down here serve human food. Sometimes Lou brings back something nice for us all, though.”

Cats or Dogs

“CATS!” She answers so quickly and emphatically she nearly falls out of her chair, and when she straightens back up she has to bury her face in her hands and lean forward onto her knees. “I miss my caaaat, dude!”

She shoots back upright, eyes blazing and a little ready. “When I went back after my first year here, almost no time had passed in the human world, so I know Sweet and Sour Sauce doesn’t miss me too much. I’m still trying to get Lou to let me bring her down here with me, though.”

A few best friends or many regular friends

“A few best, for sure! I’ve made better friends in the Devildom than I ever have before.”

Wild night out or romantic night in

She taps a finger against her jaw in thought. “Asmo knows all the fun places to go, so when Solomon’s busy we usually do that. When it’s just me and Sol we usually stay in—and when it’s all three of us, too.” Eventually she gives up, shaking her head, “I’m just happy to be involved!”

Day or night

“I’ve learned to appreciate the night in a place where there’s only darkness” She smiles wryly. “Some things are worth the trade offs.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

Been caught sneaking out

She lifts a single finger in front of a cheeky smile. “I was never really the sneaky type, so you can imagine how often I got chewed out.”

Fallen down/up the stairs

A significant pout forms, “Why do you need to know that?” She sputters, cheeks turning a suspicious red. Sometimes no answer is answer enough.

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt

“Plenty.” Is all she seems willing to say. She studies the nails of her right hand a little too closely to be entirely nonchalant.

Wanted to disappear

“Geez, aren’t we getting heavy?!” She forces another one of her smiles, but it doesn’t manage to be quite as carefree as the others.

“Who hasn’t at least once, am I right? The first few weeks of the exchange program especially were really tough. I hadn’t made any friends, I was in this strange new place, and I lived with a bunch of dudes who ranged from indifferent to openly disdainful. It felt like the whole year was going to be hell—no pun intended.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

Smile or eyes

“Smile! They make eyes prettier, anyway, and I like knowing I’ve made someone happy.”

Shorter or Taller

“Usually I prefer shorter,” She shrugs, a little nonchalant bounce of her slim shoulders, “but I’m pretty average height so it doesn’t happen as often as I’d like.”

Intelligence or Attraction

“Attraction. If I’m into someone first, smarts only enhance that—but if I don’t like you, being sharp isn’t going to change that. I can respect someone who’s knowledgeable, though, don’t get me wrong.”

Hook-up or Relationship

She lightens up considerably at this, “Relationships! I don’t think I could ever go back to just hooking up now that I’ve got these two goofballs.”

FAMILY

Do you and your family get along

“I get along with the brothers just fine,” She puts emphasis on her words in a way that suggest there’s no other discussion to be had—even if that wasn’t exactly what the question was referring to, it is obvious who she considers to be family these days.

Would you say you have a “messed up life”

She chuckles a little bit. “Maybe? I mean I was living mostly on my own, estranged from my only family, and then I got dragged to hell, so...”

Have you ever ran away from home

“No, I never quite mustered up the courage to go that far.” She says wistfully, “Just waited until I was old enough to move out.”

Have you ever gotten kicked out

“Does being told if I move away from home I shouldn’t bother ever coming back count?” There’s a bitter edge to the smile she gives, but she shakes it off soon enough.

“Oh, well,” She hums, “I’ve been doing fine, anyway. Their loss.”

FRIENDS

Do you secretly hate one of your friends

“Not currently, but sometimes when you’re a kid you hang around certain people just because they’re the only option, Y’know?”

Do you consider all of your friends good friends

She tilts her head to the side, pondering, “There are definitely a couple I’d like to know better—Dia and Barb being two. I also don’t get to see Sim as often as I’d like.”

Who is your best friend

She giggles musically, and almost cheeky undertone to it. “I’d say Az and Sol, but I suppose you mean excluding my boyfriends.”

She kicks her feet idly as she sits, bobbing her head to a song seemingly only she can hear. “Tanner’s—sorry, that’s Satan—he’s really easy to have a long conversation with. We can go back and forth for hours and we’ll barely notice time pass until we finally come up for air and it’s, like, already dinner time.”

Who knows everything about you

“That one would have to go to my boyfriends. Ha!” Her cheeks take on a pinkish tint as she gives a chipper grin. “I doubt there’s anything left I haven’t told them about me. Anything I haven’t heard about them is mostly because they’ve lived a lot longer than I have, so there’s more material to sift through.”

#obey me #obey me mc #wall of mcs #mc: lilah hill #oc template

[twilightpoison]

Alright so I haven’t slept for 24 hours now because of Diabetes so why not use my frustrations and anger to ramble about fluffy diabetic head canons?

SO Obey me boy’s with a Diabetic MC. This is mostly based off of me and my friend. This is all unedited and there is mentions of needles.

Lucifer:

- Probably already knew about it when MC came into the Devildom.

- Has supplies ready and depending on if MC actually pays attention to their blood sugar levels I see him being the type to remind them constantly.

- Isn’t the type to freak out about highs and lows.

- He may not know the 100% procedures but he does know how to give glucagon or what signs to look for.

- If MC doesn’t have a ID bracelets you bet he’ll get one

- With him you are in good hands because of how prepared he is.

- Will probably push you to track your blood levels and carb intake to see patterns and such.

Mammon:

- Imagine him finding out as MC has to take insulin?

- Like out of nowhere they take out a medical pen and stab them self’s? I used to do that and let me tell you. It gets a mix reaction, but its funny.

- For Mammon though, its more the shock that MC did that without mention what the fuck they were doing.

- It doesn’t help that when explain he still doesn’t really understand it.

- Its literally that “he’s a bit confused but he has spirit” meme.

- Probably will start holding on to small candies, just incase.

- He wouldn’t know how to give glucagon or insulin but has them teach him.

- I dont think he would constantly worry about it but its also probably always on his mind when he is with them.

- Like after the first time he wont be surprised with you giving yourself injections or pricking your figure.

- Also would like to mention that Mammon would never sell any diabetic shit.

- Yeah it’s expensive but MC would die with out it and its his job to protect them so they don’t die.

Leviathan:

- I bet you that MC would probably do the same thing with Levi but he just doesn’t notice.

- Tbh if MC has one of those Blood sugar sensor or/and an insulin pump? Thats the shit he is curious about.

- You can’t look me in the eyes and say Levi isn’t interested in technology.

- He probably would find Anime Diabetic merch.

- Like if you need a make-up bag or some sort of pouch to keep your supplies in when your out? He got you.

- Probably the most anxious but thats just how it be with him.

- Would definitely remind you to check/take your blood/insulin

- If there is a app were you can organize everything to help track it he probably would find it and suggest you use it

- There are nights where existing with Diabetes is hard and you need to stay awake just incase it goes down or up, those nights he is probably alive because of video games and/or anime. His company makes the frustration a lot more tolerable.

Satan:

- Oh look another boy who knows what he is doing.

- Unlike Lucifer, I feel like Satan would read up on diabetes via medical books and such.

- So when he sees the ID bracelet/necklace he would ask what MC has as one does.

- He isn’t as prepared but he would make sure MC is.

- Definitely would track the levels for fun though. Its not everyday he can do it so why not make the most of it.

- Would there be any spells to help with Diabetes? That would be something he would look up.

- Satan is also not a panic boi. Maybe for like a second, but he knows what he needs to do and the steps to do so.

- He would probably carry around glucagon on him or extra syringes

- Probably would be amuse to MC just taking insulin during class.

- If some lower demon things its drugs then they better be prepared for a sassy info dump or a punch to the face or both tbh.

- Would probably be the only one to ask if you also have celiac tbh or took the test for it.

Asmo:

- oh dear lord. The first thing that came into my mind was him freaking out about MC’s finger tips and the scabs on them from pricking their fingers or any injection places.

- its something they cant avoid so Asmo would probably have them take extra care of their skin.

- If they have the Pod and sensor combo the most he is gonna be worried about is the adhesive making their skin rash up and the injection site.

- He wouldn’t even care that they have the machines on their body.

- In fact he would probably find some way to complement them, or he’ll try to make them look pretty if MC really that self-conscious about it.

- Probably second most to panic.

- MC usually would take care of everything so if there is some reason that something bad would happen. Asmo would definitely get help first.

- I dont see him as the type of person that can stab someone with a needle.

- But after the commotion he’ll definitely be comforting you for having to go through something like that. High or low its scary and stressful to go over in the danger zones.

- So self-care afterwards to relax is a must.

Beelzebub:

- Honestly he probably doesn’t see anything wrong with MC at first like Levi.

- He would however notice that they watch how much they eat and tend to stay away from sugary drinks and high carb foods.

- At first he thinks its a diet thing.

- Until at like 3 am he sees them downing a whole ass bottle of soda angry.

- Imma be honest here. I see Beel worrying more then Levi or any of the brothers.

- MC is literally can die if they eat to much or to little there isn’t any win to this.

- Beel would try to help, knowing that he can’t keep food on him because he will eat it. The next thing I could think of is him having MC work out with him.

- Diabetes is effected by working out it brings the levels lower. So He would probably help create a regimen that isn’t to labor intense, but can still help get the level under control. This would require the help of MC and Satan, since he would know more about the condition and what they can and cant do.

- When it comes to administrating glucagon or insulin, i see Beel being hesitated but would slowly ease into it. Hopefully MC doesn’t have that many accidents that he would need to get used to it but thats the idea.

- Definitely would cuddle after though. Like what I said with Asmo, wether your blood is super high or super low its stressful to deal with. Also your life is on the line in the worse case, so Beel would definitely cuddle. He doesn’t want to lose MC.

Belphie:

- Oh dear part 2.

- This boy wouldn’t care at first, like when he is in the attic? Doesn’t matter to him.

- But once that whole thing is over thats where the panic sets in.

- Now he doesn’t show that he is worried or concerned because that ain’t how he be.

- His sleeping most of the time, so when he is awake he would probably text them to make sure everything is ok.

- The text he sends would probably be like a normal ass text to make them reply back so he knows that they are alive.

- He wouldn’t do much in terms of helping out tbh.

- Maybe like post emergency he’ll do the same thing as beel and give cuddles, but i dont see him doing anything above that.

- Remember when I talked about frustrating nights? He makes them better when he is alive to spend them.

- Brings MC to the attic so the both of them can be alone. If MC is literally about to cry out of annoyance and tiredness he would definitely be able to calm them down. Words or reassurance isn’t his thing but his bluntness and being able to tease MC still helps break the tension sometimes. He’ll probably tell embarrassing stories of his brothers as a distraction too.

#This made me feel better but i still want to rip my hair out. #obey me #obey me hc #obey me: shall we date #needles