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scarlet-streak-fanfics · 2 years

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Hey Merc.

Hope you’ve been doing well.

Could I request a fluffy drabble of MC playing/taking care of the baby?

HELLO YES I AM ALIVE!

I was going to write out the whole thing, but then I realized it might be more fun to let y'all request specific babysitting pairings based off of this little intro I came up with. There's also going to be a special conclusion to the HoL Babysitting adventures that I'm working on. Until then, feel free to request anything you'd like to see here!

“MC!” The human exchange student practically throw the textbook they were studying onto the floor in their rush to answer the panicked scream coming from the entry hall. Usually, a cry like that heralds a disaster worthy of an appearance by Lotan. However, when they reach the landing, leaning on the banister heavily as the exertion of your sprint catches up to them, the sight that greets MC is far from catastrophic.

Beel is cradling Seraphina in his arms as she sobs and screams, seeming almost on the verge of tears himself. Belphie hovers at his side nervously, trying to calm the distraught baby with awkward shushes, and they pinch the bridge of their nose. “Are we babysitting?”

Both twins nod emphatically, and Beel gives MC a pleading look, holding Seraphina out in front of him slightly. “How do we get her to stop?”

“Well, does her diaper need to be changed?” The two demons stare at them with obvious confusion, and MC prepares themself for an incredibly long evening as they walk down the stairs. “Give her to me and go get the rest of your brothers. I’ll see what I can do while you round up the others, ok?”

That was all Beel needed to hear before he shoves the baby into MC’s arms, already running up the stairs to find the rest of the demon brothers with Belphie dragging himself after. A reluctant sniff reveals that, mercifully, Seraphina doesn’t need a diaper change at the moment. So, MC shifts her to their hip, heading to the kitchen and digging through the cabinets until they locate the box of formula stored for just this reason. As they start the process of boiling water for the bottle, the brothers file in one by one, expressions ranging from annoyance to delight. Asmo is immediately at MC’s side, cooing at Seraphina as he plucks her from MC’s arms. “Hello, princess, did you miss Uncle Azzy? I bought some new clothing for you that I’ve just been dying to put on you.”

“Wait.” The order freezes Asmo in place, pulling a pout from the Avatar of Lust. “Before we get to have fun with the baby, we need to figure out all the jobs. Mammon, Levi, you two are on entertainment duty.”

Both demons start to protest this assignment, but MC gives them a deadpan look. “Don’t pretend that you haven’t been buying baby toys ever since Seraphina arrived, Mammon, and I know that Levi’s been trying to find kid-safe shows to share with her.” The grumbling continues, but neither look like they want to argue further.

“Asmo, you’re on bath and clothing duty. Remember to make sure the bath isn’t too hot for her and–”

“Use the baby-safe products and keep any soap out of her eyes. I know, darling, don’t worry.” Asmodeus kisses MC’s cheek before continuing his baby-talk to a slowly-calming Seraphina. MC lets their shoulders relax slightly, hopeful at the fact that one of the brothers is already on board with what his job is. “Beel, you can be in charge of feeding–I’ll help you make the baby food and formula. Satan, you have bedtime stories and Belphie has nap duty. Lucifer and I will handle everything else, like if one of you needs a break or her diaper needs changing.”

Lucifer’s eyes narrow. “And why would I help with that, my love?” MC gives the Avatar of Pride their best puppy dog eyes. “Because I still don’t remember how to put on fresh diapers properly and she likes you best?”

None of the other brothers are happy with this declaration, but it seems to have mollified Lucifer, which was all MC needed.

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mymainwastoocluttered · 2 years

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u weird as hell leona is an adult while ruggies a 17 year old kid

*blink*

Ruggie is a kid. Right. Sorry, I didn't get that memo.

#jaahsjsbskajabaja HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA #Ruggie is a 17 years old TODDLER #GOOGOO SHYEHEHEHE GAGA #also‚ where is Leona an adult? can a 20 years something that flunked Highschool TWICE be considered an adult?#goddamn the Fanpol really doesn't sleep do they?#is this gonna be the Ace Attorney fandom all over again? should I expect death threats and suicide baits next?#are people gonna say I'm Satan incarnate because of what I ship again #wait how the fuck did you find a post tagged leonruggie??? block it man no need to upset yourself just cuz you wanna talk #also‚ is no one gonna protect the Toddler that is Jamil? last I checked‚ he's 17 too #and I ship him with Leona too #no one gonna protect Jamilston?

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patrickztump · 1 year

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the sentinels in stray are far worse than the zurks. the zurks are wild animals that have evolved to be ferocious little creatures, the sentinels are COPS

#i hate them so so so very much leave me alone i am a CAT #evil evil die burn in the depths of hell you satan robot #clementine said ‘go bait them into those cells’#like i’m sorry if i could i would ditch you because i absolutely Do Not want to do that #stray #babble post

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asmo-cosmetics · 11 months

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i'm bored come send me asks about brotherfucking

#preferably satan and belphie domming luci bc that's what i'm thinking about today #but anything is good #i'm so sad i deleted my old om blog i used to have demoncest friends :'(#obey me!#demoncest #interact bait

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ryloverman · 1 year

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Pride causes you to view yourself as a victim. Your attitude becomes, “I was mistreated and misjudged; therefore, I am justified in my behavior.” Because you believe you are innocent and falsely accused, you hold back forgiveness. Though your true heart condition is hidden from you, it is not hidden from God. Just because you were mistreated, you do not have permission to hold on to an offense. Two wrongs don’t make a right.

- John Bevere “Bait of Satan”

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selfshippinglover · 1 year

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Satan Screenshots 1

#moral orel #moral orel screenshots #clay puppington #clay puppington screenshots #danielle stopframe #danielle stopframe screenshots #moral orel satan #Love you like an Alcoholic #OMG OOOD HE'S BAITING DANIEELE SOOO HARD

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libearyn · 1 year

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Fostering Love

Whoever would foster love covers over an offense, but whoever repeats the matter separates close friends. ~ Proverbs 17:9 “Be true to yourselves and be useful to the journey.” ~ Sidney Poitier She came to me once in the staff lunch room and said, “You know, someone said you’re socially awkward.” I tried to guess, and was so thankful that my colleague did not tell me…

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#Bait of Satan #being offended #offended #Proverbs 17:9 #Sidney Poitier #socially awkward #the tongue #Uninvited

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luceafarul-de-dimineata · 1 month

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Average ship war between the MC fanbase

*Paimon posted an edit of MC and Satan*

Paimon: They are the cuteeeeeeest!!!! Can't wait to see them kisssssss <3

*Gamigin and 3 others disliked that*

Gamigin: Actually, His Majesty Lucifer kissed them before. Plus, MC just went on a romantic date with him, he's clearly their favourite!

Paimon: Satan was the first demon that met MC, they're clearly closer togetherrrrr

Eligos: His Majesty Mammon is greacious enough to let MC live in other countries, but after all the contracts are broken, they'll move to Tartaros and marry him.

Gamigin: You guys are stupid! Who do you think heals all of MC's wounds, huh? Can his majesty Satan or Mammon fix broken bones or internal bleeding? I doupt they even know what hydrochloric acid even is?

Paimon: Now you're just rudeeeeee

Gamigin: Plus, his Majesty Satan is too short to be MC's type

Paimon: Check your dms

Eligos: If MC likes them tall, then clearly Mammon would be a perfect fit for them

Foras: Actually, Glasylabolas is taller

Eligos: I am in your walls

Foras: 😨

Dantalian: Fuck all of you roughly with a chainsaw, his majesty Asmodeus is the only king in hell that deserves MC's attention

Amon: You know, trying to bait death threats is very obvious

Dantalian: Hey! I still think Asmodeus would form a great couple with MC

Amon: Of course he would, he falls for every human with a pulse

Dantalian: Says the bootlicker of the eon. You were born kissing his majesty Beelzebub's ass

Amon: I wish

Dantalian: I hate you so much

*Paimon disabled comments on this post*

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb x reader #whb gamigin #whb paimon #whb eligos #whb amon #whb dantalian #whb mammon #whb lucifer #whb asmodeus #whb beelzebub #shipper au

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officialyourdailyinspiration · 2 years

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by Robert Spinney | Sin’s hook is painful. It injures, damages, enslaves, and sometimes disables. Sin leaves long-term (and occasionally life long) scars. Although God forgives sin, He frequently allows us to live with the consequences of our sins...

#Reformation21 #Satan’s Strategy 1: Bait and Hook #Robert Spinney #reformation21.org

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lost-in-lamentation · 10 months

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kissed off guard.

what better way to surprise your lover than a gentle kiss?

content: catching the brothers off guard with a quick little kiss. (all brothers × gen!reader).

fluff + a little bit crack. suggestive for asmo + lucifer, nothing explicit.

belphegor; right as he wakes up.

it's not uncommon for you to be the one who wakes the youngest in the mornings. belphegor has had centuries of practice of sleeping through his brothers yelling voices, so who else better to wake him up than you? you decide to test how quickly you can wake him up, and there's no faster technique than a kiss. waiting for his eyes to flutter open, you call belphegor's name softly, watching for the moment he pushes himself off the bed. still groggy, he blinks slowly at you, eyes remaining half closed. at least, until you press a light peck on his nose. the avatar of sloth shoots out of bed in record speed, one hand pressed to his mouth and the other clutching at his chest.

"what was that?!" belphegor shouts at you, backing into a wall.

you shrug nonchalantly, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth as you turn on your heel and head out the room. "just wanted to try something out."

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beelzebub; while sharing food.

beelzebub sharing his food with you is the highest honour. on the other hand, you sharing your food with beelzebub is a given. if you don't give him some, he'll most likely steal some (by accident, he swears) anyway. you've never minded, and most of the time, you'll order extra so that you can have enough for yourself even with the gluttony demon helping himself to your meal. this time, you made sure beelzebub didn't see you grab a popsicle for yourself, hoping to set him up for a little surprise. when the demon returns to your side, his gaze flickers between yours and the popsicle. of course, he says yes to the bite that you offer him, waving the popsicle in front of your face until he takes the bait. just when he gets close enough to you, you steal the popsicle away, instead placing your lips where his are.

beelzebub stares at you a good moment, cheeks reddening before he pulls back and snaps his head to the side to avoid looking at you. "er... sorry... i didn't think you'd move it..."

"it's okay, beel. besides, you still technically got a taste, right?" you purr, taking delight in the way his face flushes.

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asmodeus; in the bath.

it's rather hard to catch someone like asmodeus off guard. you figure that he has a sixth sense when it comes to anyone within 6 feet who wants to give him attention. so, your last resort is to catch him in his most vulnerable state; while he's taking a bath. it's an idea that takes multiple tries. some days, you wait and listen outside his private bathroom, hoping to hear the light snores that accompany the demon when he's tired enough to fall asleep in the tub. the day that it happens, you're silently cracking the door open, thankful that the door doesn't creak as it allows you space to enter. as if you had experience in pulling pranks that required you to be quiet (which you do, thanks to satan), you crawl over to the bath, peering over the edge just enough to see asmodeus' resting form. you inhale once, gathering your courage, before leaning over and pressing a chaste kiss on his shoulder.

asmodeus splashes himself awake at the sensation, soaking you in the process. "you-! MC!"

"got nothing to say for once, hm?" your teasing lilt almost has him fuming, but there's another desire that's threatening to take over first.

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satan; after stealing his book.

during one of your regular cat café outings with satan, you decide to have a little fun with the blonde. satan, as smooth as ever, was always one step ahead of you when it came to flirting. he was just too in tune with everything that you were; it was both your favourite and your least favourite thing about him. it takes a while for you to set the whole situation up. everytime satan turns to pet a cat or take a sip of his drink, you shift closer to him, all the way until you sit shoulder to shoulder. the demon only gives you a curious glance, but returns to his reading in no time. you focus back onto your book as well, waiting for when satan becomes immersed enough in the story that he doesn't notice your hand creeping towards the spine of his book. in a flash, you snatch the book away from him, and as he turns to give you a glare, you place a gentle kiss right on his cheek.

"oi, w-what's the deal?" satan stares at you, hand hovering right over where you kissed him.

you hold his book in front of him, smiling like you didn't do anything. "oh, just felt like it."

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leviathan; when he wins a game.

you watch leviathan's screen with much anticipation. he had been playing an all night tournament and was close to the end, which meant you could give him his little surprise soon. you spent the night in his room by accident, falling asleep in his tub while he mashed the buttons on his controller. of course, when you wake up in the morning, he's still going for it, eyes red from staring at the screen, but no less focused than before. the good thing about leviathan being distracted by games means you can do almost anything without him noticing. so when you see the end of his game marathon approaching, you crawl out of the tub and set yourself behind him, waiting for the screen to light up in victory. as soon as it does, leviathan whips around to wake you and tell you the good news, but you're faster. you're kneeling behind him already, and when his face is within reach, you cup his cheek with one hand and brush his bangs away with another, kissing him softly on his forehead.

leviathan stutters incoherently, trembling hands dropping his controller before he releases an unfortunately high pitched squeal. "g-give me a warning!! like a two- no- three month warning before doing that!"

"sorry, i just wanted to surprise you," you say as you stifle a laugh, trying to peel leviathan's hands away from his face.

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mammon; after getting into his car.

a midnight car ride is one of your favourite ways to wind down after a long day, and mammon knows it. he can already sense the exhaustion that drips off you, and your first man is always ready to offer the passenger seat to you once he's done all of his errands. tonight, mammon has some extra work to do for lucifer, but he hands you the keys to his car and tells you to wait for him there while he finishes up. as you get into the car, you decide to pull a sneak attack on him later, which leads to you leaning the seat back and tucking yourself into your hoodie as you wait. with the amount of times you had already fallen asleep in mammon's car, it was almost easier to just fall asleep instead of pretending. but you keep yourself awake, and you're glad you did when you hear mammon open the driver's door and mutter to himself about how you had gone and fallen asleep before the ride. you feel him hover above you as he tries to buckle you in, but before he can finish, you wrap your arms around his neck and tug him close, kissing him on the underside of his jaw.

mammon blinks at you, dumbfounded, before placing his hands on your shoulders and pushing himself away. "you- you're a jerk! why'd ya do that?!"

you brush his hands off, returning your seat to the right position and putting your seatbelt on. "i could just tell the great mammon needed some affection."

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lucifer; in the middle of a meeting.

it's not your fault for being so distracted. it's definitely lucifer's for being so dedicated to his work that he can't give you the time of day. so, you can't blame yourself for always shooting him a glance, even if he's already tried to reprimand you for not being focused. you groan internally everytime you look at the clock; you were fairly certain that this meeting didn't need to be two hours long anyways. by the time the meeting is at the ending remarks, you don't even realize it, having stared off into space for at least the last half hour. as you blink yourself back into reality, you make out the figures of lucifer and diavolo talking to each other about the budgeting for RAD classes, which you should be involved in, but can't bring yourself to join. instead, you decide to get lucifer's attention, beckoning him over with a wave. lucifer raises an eyebrow at you, but another wave of your hand has the avatar of pride walking over to you. you stand up to meet him, waiting for lucifer to stop in front of you before you pull him in, sealing your lips with his. lucifer's eyes widen in shock before promptly closing in bliss. for a second, he forgets where he is, until he hears diavolo laughing heartily from across the room. he quickly pulls away from you, straightening his uniform.

"... MC, please save these sorts of things for another occasion and not the meetings," lucifer says, voice cracking at the end of his sentence.

you send a wink towards diavolo, having to stop yourself from laughing at lucifer's expression. "that's lucifer speak for 'later tonight.'"

a/n: if you saw this while it was unfinished... no you didn't 😭😭😭

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me x reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #aris writes 🐈‍⬛

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fitsofgloom · 4 months

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Church of Satan founder Anton Lavey with Jayne Mansfield's novelty water bottle. Mansfield and Lavey were pilloried for mutually baiting the tabloid press, but they did seem to be real friends beyond all the ballyhoo. Lavey was bequeathed Mansfield's taxidermied chihuahuas (!) that perished along with her in her fatal crash, and she claimed that he helped mystically heal her young son after he was mauled by a lion (!!).

#anton lavey #jayne mansfield #nick bougas #water bottle

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l3viat8an · 11 months

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Suggestive!!

I couldn’t help myself 🚶🏼‍♀️ Satan X reader! Vampire!au

As soon as you walk into the room Satan’s nostrils flared as he takes in the sweet scent of your blood.

A small smirk on his face when you sit next to him, he sometimes wonders if you’re brave or stupid? After all you live with vampires and walk around without a care in the world-

Satan is pulled from his train of thought as you shift and his eyes land on your neck, smooth, bitable skin right in front of him, “Have you ever been bitten by a vampire?” everytime he has you alone Satan asks this question. It’s like a game between the two of you now and you laugh everytime “Satan you try this everyday and everyday my answer is the same. No I haven’t.”

You tilt your head to the side as if considering it now and in the process bare your neck to Satan (albeit accidentally)

Satan's eyes immediately flick back towards your neck and he can barely resist the urge to just lean forward and bite it. Instead he moves closer, so close his breath is hot against your skin.

“You know I won't stop asking until you give me permission. But you should try it.” He says, his voice low and dangerous as he leans just a bit closer to your neck. “Oh? And if I give you my permission, will I feel pain?” You seem genuinely curious now “Oh, sweet human, you'll feel so much more than just pain.” Satan grins devilishly, revealing his sharp fangs as he decides to take the bait. “If you're willing to let me, I can give you a sensation unlike anything you've ever felt before~”

Your eyes flick to his fangs then back up to make eye contact “Does that mean I’ll feel pleasure?” you ask again. “Of course, you will feel pleasure.” Satan says with a smirk as he moves his fingers up to rest softly on your shoulder. His eyes darken slightly as he looks back to your neck.

“My bite is quite intense, but it is also incredibly pleasurable. Are you sure you want to go through with this?” All you do is give a short curt nod and then Satan lips brushing against your neck gently before he parts them and sinks his fangs into your skin.

You feel a sharp pain at first, but it quickly gives away to a wave of pleasure. The sensation is electrifying, and you can't help but moan softly as he drinks from you. Satan's hand moves to the small of your back, pulling you closer to him as he continues to feed. As he drinks, you feel your energy slowly being drawn from your body but it's replaced with something entirely different, something that's thrilling and erotic at the same time.

After several long moments, Satan retracts his fangs from your neck, leaving a small, bite-sized wound that slowly begins to heal.

“Mmm, delicious~” He purrs, his eyes meeting yours as he licks a stray droop of blood from his lips. You lean into his touch and close you eyes “I must admit…..that was nice….” and you pass out.

Satan chuckles softly as he watches you pass out. He stands and decides to carry you carefully to his room, making sure you stay comfortable.

With a gentle hand, he brushes a strand of hair away from your face and speaks softly. "Rest well, MC. I’ll be here when you wake up." He places a soft kiss on your forehead before settling in for the night beside you.

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transmutationisms · 2 months

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i wasn't baiting u. seriously i've been reading up on shit and to deny fictions effects is to deny reality. jaws caused the shark decline. rosemarys baby caused the satanic panic. this is common knowledge

ok. this is incorrect in regards to the specific cases you cite and incorrect in general in regards to the outsize causal role you attribute to media products in cultural phenomena. it is fundamentally unserious to assert that the film jaws is 'the' cause of shark population declines when killings of sharks by humans occur the vast majority of the time for reasons like the use of industrial fishing nets; global populations of many animals have declined since jaws for reasons similarly economic and wholly unrelated to it; and people feared sharks long before the release of jaws and have instituted legal protections for the great white, in particular, since then. it is similarly unserious to assert that the film rosemary's baby is 'the' reason usamericans in the 1980s fear-mongered about secret satanic cults committing ritual child abuse when this was a myth deeply useful in shoring up the legal and social power of parents; was copacetic with an overall pro-cop law-and-order attitude picking up steam for many reasons including the wake of the civil rights movement; and was never even believed by most people because it appeared outlandish. again the broader stance here (that media can or has singlehandedly caused massive cultural phenomena arising de novo from those works) is simply an indefensible argument. where do you think these narratives arise from in the first place? what makes them coherent, compelling, and possible to parse as meaningful for audiences? i would suggest reading up on some basic tenets of the base/superstructure relationship and start questioning narratives that make tidy and emotionally compelling arguments about film as an omnipotent and unilateral engine of social change without considering other explanations for the phenomena and data in question, or the factors that lead to the production of cultural artefacts like films in the first place.

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majoliish · 1 year

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Bitey reader!!

Bringing my writing on this blog into existence with a little series carried over from my main.

Basically, it’s the characters reacting to being bitten by a reader who bites/chews/gnaws/whatever as a sign of affection (can be read as platonic or romantic).

Gender neutral reader (referred to as ‘you’) x the main cast (separately)

Lucifer - He does not take being bitten very well. His immediate response is to bop you on the head and scold you as if you’re a misbehaving dog. He’s had his fair share of his brothers attempting to bite or prod at him in some way or other and learned long ago that it’s better to put a firm stop to it right away and not let up. Though, if you happen to be close with him, he’ll eventually catch on to your reasoning, and he may just turn a blind eye to you chewing on his clothing or accessories when the two of you are alone.

Mammon - Puts up a huge fuss at first, grumbling and groaning and yelping dramatically, even if you didn’t bite him that hard. He’ll cradle whatever part of him you decided to nip at and give you the most pathetic, betrayed look that he can manage. He’ll pout and pull away whenever you approach him after that, putting up this whole charade as if he hated it, but really he’ll stand close to you and pretend not to notice as you approach, it’s like he’s trying to bait you into biting him once again.

Leviathan - Is initially super confused and embarrassed. Loudly announces to anyone and everyone around you both that he’s currently being bitten and isn’t sure what to do or how to react. But for some reason, he won’t just directly pull away. He kind of lightly scolds you, as if to keep up appearances, but you may find that he keeps glancing shyly over at you every now and then after you stop, or placing himself subtly between you and anyone else you may be prone to chewing on.

Satan - Not at all impressed (at first, anyways). He draws back sharply and scolds you harshly, asking a slew of questions as to why you would ever even consider doing such a thing, what you’re hoping to gain from it, why you’re attacking him, of all demons. He acts kind of aloof and snooty about it, making a careful point to move away from you if he’s worried you might start biting him once again. Though, if he manages to get to the bottom of the mystery and figure out you’re doing it out of affection, he may just allow you to have a little nibble.

Asmodeus - He absolutely takes it as some kind of flirting and plays right along, purring at you all coyly, batting his eyelashes and twirling his hair. Though if you bite down too hard, or for too long, he immediately begins to scold you for ‘daring to mar his gorgeous skin with unsightly bite marks’. However, he has no qualms about biting you back if the opportunity arises, sinking his teeth in and marking you up.

Beelzebub - No real tangible reaction overall. His brain just kind of goes ‘ah yes, this is what we’re doing now.’ and he’ll bite you back with little to no hesitation. This is well within his purview and it actually kind of delights him that you’re speaking his language. Not many of his brothers are really open to his more nontraditional displays of affection so he’s pretty excited that he has someone who shares some of his quirks. Be careful though, if he’s snacky, he may end up biting you back quite a bit harder than intended.

Belphegor - He just sort of … accepts it. Having Beelzebub as a brother means he’s been used as what is essentially a living chew toy for long enough to be entirely desensitised to it. He’ll have an initial moment of confusion when he realises it’s you and not Beel who is biting him, but he just lets out a defeated sort of sigh and ruffles your hair while just letting you do what you like (so long as you don’t bite too hard).

Diavolo - Finds it super amusing, chalks it up to some strange human tradition and laughs it off. He thinks it’s really cute and endearing, and though he may find it a little odd, it’s not entirely unheard of for lower-ranked demons to communicate through biting and scratching, so why wouldn’t humans? He may tentatively ask if it’s polite in human culture for the party receiving the bite to bite back, because the behaviours of other species are something he takes a keen interest in.

Barbatos - A little bit confused at first, and will take some time to try and puzzle out the reasons behind why you may be doing such a thing. His initial conclusion is that you must be hungry, and suddenly he’s offering you food. He’s learned enough over the years to know that perhaps this isn’t quite a common behaviour exhibited by humans, but he’s too polite to actively discourage it.

Luke - Gets super offended at first, flinches away and gives you the biggest watery-eyed betrayed look. He’ll inform you (quite loudly) that that hurt and he doesn’t appreciate being bitten even one bit! Though he has his own share of non-traditional ways of showing his affection, he struggles to understand when others do too. He’ll cross his arms and kind of hunch in on himself when you approach if your attempts to bite him become a recurring interaction between you both.

Simeon - He’s just… politely confused, for the most part. He may ask a few questions or gently shake you off, but he won’t outright stop you. He finds it kind of amusing, and it’s the kind of quirk he finds a little bit fascinating. He kind of asks around, trying to figure out the answers as to why you’re biting him, so soon it becomes a pretty well known fact that you seem to just like biting others for some unknown reason.

Solomon - It doesn’t really throw him off in any major way - he’s met a lot of different entities, from all walks of life. So long as you’re not some kind of vampire, werewolf, or other creature whose bites might affect him negatively over the long term, he’ll just let you do whatever you like. He catches on to it being affectionate very quickly, and sort of grins smugly to himself about the fact that you seem to like him enough to display it as openly as this.

Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagiarise my writing! I do not consent for my works to be translated and posted elsewhere, or used to teach bots!

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