#asmodeus x reader
m!reader x Asmodeus
sub!Asmo, daddy kink, rough sex, cockring, hair pulling, slapping/pinching, orgasm denial
An overdramatic gasp falls from Asmo's lips, pretending to be shocked by the cockring you swiftly slid over his lubed cock, but the way his hips twitch reveals how turned on he is. You glance up, scowling upon seeing the excited grin on your partner's face.
"No matter how I punish you, you'll always like it, huh?" you roll your eyes, flipping Asmodeus over while doing so.
Your rough handling makes him squeak in delight, his cheeks turning a seductive red as he nods enthusiastically, too turned on to speak. Your hand grabs his nodding head, holding the already disheveled hair tight to pull back, forcing the demon to arch his back lewdly.
Without another warning, you thrust into Asmodeus' hole, feeling it clench around you, fighting the aggressive penetration, though the slutty moan from Asmo's glossy lips contradicts his body's pain. He immediately starts circling his hips, delighted whines pouring off his tongue like his personal sinphony, using your cock like the mindless brat he is. A loud yelp disrupts his moans, the slap on his ass unexpected but wanted.
"At least pretend like this is a punishment..." you complain through gritted teeth while your hands grip Asmo's hips tightly, stopping his movement to thrust into him at a fast pace.
The demon's petit body helplessly succumbs to your rough treatment, dragging along the mattress every time your hips collide with his. Asmodeus can't help but moan, the loud sound filling out the whole room as always, and his delicate hands find the sheets to tightly grab onto, letting his personal sin flow through the air like smoke.
Asmodeus' cry makes you groan, your thighs stinging by the force you put into your thrusts, your cock slamming against Asmo's prostate so brutally, it pushes him to his first orgasm faster than he'd thought if it wasn't for the cockring sitting tight at the base of his swollen dick. He whines into the pillow, the feeling of his favorite toy causing drool to slip from his lips.
"Y'know 'm not letting you cum tonight, right?" you taunt through gritted teeth, one hand freeing Asmo's hips to pinch his ass provocatively. "Maybe tomorrow night, neither. You won't cum 'til you learn t'be a good slut for your daddy, got that?"
If it wasn't for the cockring, Asmo would cum all over the sheets at your words, loving how merciless they sound and how vulnerable he is to them. The idea of you using him for yourself only, without regard for his pleasure, makes the avatars whole body tingle, craving more of your cruelty.
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Mc: You should tell me your devilgram's username!
Asmo: Why should I?
Mc: Because my parents always told me to follow my dreams!
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Luke and the pet revolving around Mc as they try to protect them. XD
Imagine a very shy god who has a crush on mc and presents a pet just to get close to them...
From this I would get an otherwise good yandere writing it would be interesting to see what happens...
What? I am a yandere writer. Of course I see yandere stuff in requests that are completely innocent XD.
I try my best.This is part 2/3 for Satan, Asmo and Lucifer.
Mammon, Leviathan and Belphegor is here
A person named @wawadraws12 asked me to do this too for Diavolo and Barbatos... so I fulfill your wish. I hope you are happy :)
Satan hates and loves your pet at the same time.
He hates how it eats his books but he loves how your pet teases Lucifer.
Unless your pet is a cat.
If it is a cat Satan will forgive everything.
Your pet can burn even in his entire library and Sata thinks that cat is cute.
Satan would certainly try to get rid of your pet.
And when he finds out that your pet is a disguised god Satan is interested.
He will definitely examine your pet whenever you are not present.
And the results are certainly interesting.
Satan also encourages pets to bully Lucifer.
They have some kind of weird alliance.
And Satan is sure to give a lot of ideas to your pet.
Satan would not try to reveal your pet to you.
He would love to see Lucifer's angry and frustrated face.
Asmo loves to systematically torture and humiliate your pet.
So it’s about him putting on your pet’s cute outfits and taking a lot of pictures of this to Devilgram.
This is certainly very humiliating for a god creature like your pet.
And of course you give him permission to do so because your pet is very cute after the Asmo treatment.
And Asmo enjoys this too.
No one knows if Asmo will do this just to bully your pet.
But at least your pet is now famous in Devilgram.
And when Asmo learns that your pet is a god he doesn’t know if to cry or laugh.
The idea of a God who is very inexperienced in love is very amusing.
Asmo will definitely add more physical attention with you.
This he thinks is fun.
(The answer to the question "do I bully all Lucifer fans with this gif?" Is yes)
Lucifer really hates this pet for many reasons.
He really wants to throw that pet out of the house or feed it to the cerberos.
But on the other hand, he enjoys the humiliation of that God.
So Lucifer has a lot of mixed feelings.
And when you and Lucifer make a pact it's a direct "fuck you" for that God.
Mr. Pride just got more food for his oversized ego.
Usually Lucifer punishes Sata when your pet causes his problems.
Because usually (99% of the time) Satan has given your pet ideas.
If Lucifer hadn't known how sad you would be if something happened to your pet, your pet would have already "disappeared in mystical circumstances."
Yet he sometimes dreams of revealing to you who your pet really is.
You can always dream.
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I’m just curious, how do you think the brothers and dateables would moan? Breathy, raspy, heck even a “grandpa” who chronically smokes type of moan?
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐀𝐍 ft. om! brothers + dateables
includes: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beezlebub, belphagor, diavolo, barbatos, simeon & solomon
content warning: 18+ content, swearing, descriptions of moaning & mentions of punishments and pet play
💭: wooo!! this was easy to write about! I also had so much fun figuring out how they moan- thanks for requesting <3
this man is so quiet!!
the only sounds that you will hear are the sounds of him grunting when he climaxes
however, if you run your fingers down his horns to the base of them he will moan!
just be prepared for a punishment of course..
oh wow.. this demon WHINES
he's like a puppy begging for attention
at first, he'll try to keep quiet
but don't let him fool you
as soon as you buck your hips into his, he'll be an absolute mess for you
a whimpering mess!!
he pants like he just ran a full marathon, but sex is probably the only exercise he gets so it's probably accurate to say the least...
let's out little, sharp moans
literally sounds like an anime character
I mean, what do expect, he isn't a normie
if you have a pet play kink well...
this demon is the one for you
because he fucking PURRS!!
I kid you not, he'll purr into your neck while fucking you from behind like a cat on heat
if you do something that makes him lose his mind or you tease him, he will growl
obnoxious! loud! moans!
you think you're loud?
he is the KING of being loud
he loves sex and he loves himself
he wants that attention and he's going to moan for you because he wants you to know how good you're making him feel
this one was hard to decide
I think he's a heavy breather
definitely not too loud
but not quiet either
stutters when he climaxes
moans just to tease you
he loves to do it right up against your ear
loves the way you squirm at the feeling
other than that, he's like lucifer
pretty quiet overall
another loud one
he doesn't moan though
he groans and growls like a beast
he doesn't care if all of devildom hears him
he enjoys himself to the fullest
and he wants you to hear it all
bites his lip a lot but some moans are able to slip through as much as he tries to hold it back
he tries to keep his personal life a secret
but sometimes he can't help but be loud when he's fucking you on the royal kitchen bench with flour going everywhere
you just feel too good...
oh my god no pun intended
this angel has some of the prettiest moans!!
they're so breathy and feminine
they're like music to your ears
he cries out when he climaxes
probably blushes after it too
probably the smoker here
most likely does some heavy shit
sexy grandpa! sexy grandpa!
raspy groans that tickle at your eardrums
however, he likes to dirty taIk instead of moan
he's too busy making you blush to make any sounds of pleasure
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Obey me bois and their nightmares about you~
I often see the concept of how these bois would fall prey to certain insecurities involving their sins and love for you. So let’s explore further into that through one of their more vulnerable states. Their dreams.
Warnings: angst, gore!!(specifically for Satan, Beel, and Belphie), cursing
He would often wonder if his bouts of arrogance would ever have any lasting effects on you, like it had on others throughout the years
You were always so forgiving and understanding, but the possibility of you becoming more meek and sullen around him intruded his mind late at night after a mountain of paper work had been conquered and he fell into sleep before he knew it
He opens his eyes again, only to find he is in a darkened room, with him being seated on a high thrown and you below him kneeled on the ground head hanging low
“I’m sorry for questioning you, for speaking out of turn, for embarrassing you…”
Lucifer was confused and concerned, you sounded so distant and disheartened and he had no idea what for
“Lucifer..are you ashamed of me?”
His eyes widened at the question, you sounded like you were on the verge of tears
“No! Never! MC tell me what is-”
“I won’t ruin your image any more, I won’t insult your authority, I won’t test your patience, I won’t speak out of turn I won’t-”
You continued to ramble about the things you won’t do anymore as you rose to your feet and slowly turned to walk away in a zombie like state, to see you like this hurt Lucifer it scared him even
He doesn’t want you to be another sheep, he loves you as you are!
He reaches out to you only to find he’s tethered to the thrown, not being able to escape this cage and you walking away a broken soul by his hand
The guilt and fear of having done this to you dug a hole in his chest paining him to the point of snapping awake with a flinch
He’s thankful to realize it was only a dream and sighs as he leans back in his chair and pushes his hair out of his face. In the morning he’d be sure to be explicitly clear about how truly grateful he is for you, just as you are
You were his first human, he’s your first man and he holds that title as high on his list as ‘The Great Mammon!’
But sometimes he just can’t rap his head around how cool you can be, even when he’s prone to some…uncool habits
I mean cmon! The things he’s done for a quick buck! How can you just…forgive him so easily? Is there really not a single grudge bone in your whole body? No plots or anything? Even he can admit he deserves..some of it
But you’re still so kind, and can even be as mischievous as him! He just wonders when’s he gonna push that one button, when’s he gonna fuck up and really do something that makes you call it quits
He thinks real hard on these things sprawled out on his bed, so much to the point that he conks out almost instantly
When he wakes up again he’s standing in front of an alley next to a club, he turns and sees you hunched over your shoulders shaking as you whimper
“Hey MC! What’s wrong did someone do this to ya-
“I CANT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU!!!”
He’s scared by the violent shove you gave him as you whipped around
“MY FOOD MY JEWELRY THE CLOTHES ON MY BACK! I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING SO YOU CAN WHAT??? PAWN AND WASTE IT ALL IN A FUCKIN CASINO???!!!”
Is that what he did, no…no never, never that, never to you!
“Wh-No! MC I can get grimm from anywhere! How could I- w-why would I take from you?!”
“And you’re a goddamn liar.”
That last line you spat made him flinch as a pang of guilt stabbed through his stomach
“You’re a scumbag Mammon. Get out of my life.”
You screamed at a volume that pierced his ears and with that he jolts awake in a cold sweat. Relieved it was a dream as he pants, but the image never really leaving him for a while maybe he’d work up the courage to talk to you about it one of these days
It’s no real question where his worries lie with you, day in and day out he fears you’ll wise up and realize you could do better
Even with you constantly reassuring him that he’s perfect for you and how you’d never stop loving him, the thought always eats at him when his guard’s down
Jealousy is inevitable for him, but that doesn’t mean he likes it, you were the first person in forever to actually care about what he says let alone be interested
A mega fan like him he had to be dreaming! But in fact it was in his very dreams where he always sees the same scene unfold. You being swept away by someone cooler, someone stronger, someone more handsome, someone, ANYONE! And worst of all…
“God! Fucking finally, if I hear him ramble about another anime or some sh!t I’m gonna vomit.”
He stood there, frozen, watching you speak to another figure
“*sigh* like I tried, I really tried to humor him but who actually gives a damn! Maybe if he tried stepping out in sun the extra vitamins would actually help him catch a fuckin clue.”
“He must’ve loved finally being able to touch something else other than a body pillow though, how the hell can a demon lord be so pathetic it’s…disgusting.”
He watches you say the last line with a scowl. He was hurt deeply but he can’t move, can’t express any emotion, but if he could he thinks he might cry
Or maybe not as he’d figured you’d feel this way, isn’t it weird that even though he expected this seeing it actually happen makes him feel like he’s gonna shatter into pieces
And he does, his frozen form splits and cracks and falls to pieces onto the ground. It’s painful, but not as painful as watching you walk away with someone else, a huge smile forming on your face
His eyes slowly open, relief fills him as he sees it was a dream but it wasn’t enough to make the swirling in his gut go away, he thinks it’s a good time for another one of those 3am calls with you
Despite the calm nature he tries to uphold it’s only a testament that anger can come in many forms, it’s not always violent and neither does he want it to be, though he can admit sometimes it can become…blinding
But that’s only because he wishes to be heard, and hear him you do, and comfort and calm and talk and walk and read with him. He feels as though nothing can put him in a better mood and he’s forever grateful
However, in the back of his mind he’s still cautious of that beast, that unrelenting fearsome creature that only sees red and won’t think for a second before attacking whoever and whatever’s in front of him
And with you being his main outlet, he always thinks, what if he decides to no longer listen? What if in the Beauty and Beast the beast was never merciful?
He dozes off having read a bit of said tale for the thousandth time, and when he wakes it’s the same room but different, destroyed, messy, and in shambles
He rises from his chair wondering what could have happened until he hears a heavy and broken sobbing coming from behind a bookshelf, he recognizes it as you and rushes to your aid
But he turns the corner shocked and sickened as the image is worse than he could have ever imagined. You’re cut, gashed, bruised, swollen, beaten, bleeding, and what looked like the be a broken leg with the bone bloody and exposed
“NOOOOOO!!! DONT HURT ME! DONT-NO MORE NO-AAAGH!”
You scream and sob scurrying away from him only to cry out agonizingly having moved your injured leg too much
“MC y-you’re hurt don’t-”
“Please god noooo! I can’t-I can’t again, I *hic* fuck I d-didn’t mean to I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m-”
Satan was becoming overwhelmed by fear, disgust, worry, and rage, how could this happen?! He was right here! Who-
“Who did this to you..?”
You lower the hands you brought up to protect your face, which was now dark and expressionless
His eyes widen in shock, and with that blood gushes from your head as your eyes roll back and you fall to the ground like a rag doll
He lunges down to you on the floor and tries to heal you, but before he could start as he feels for a pulse there’s…nothing. He’s frozen, and numb, he did this to you, in the most painful way possible, he wanted to cry out but his voice won’t leave him. So he kneels there, hands stained with your blood as he cradled your head in them holding it to his own
“…I wouldn’t..I wouldn’t…I wouldn’t..I-”
He jolts awake from his sleep, book falling from his face, his first sight being Asmo who heard him mumbling and was concerned. He tells him it was just a bad dream a truth he was relieved by, a dream none the less that would still haunt him for sometime the only quell being your comfort
Beauty and grace will always be apart of his agenda, he strives for it and everyone only recognizes that
He can’t help that he’s so captivating and enchanting! Charming anyone that comes his way, even if their purposes are more sensual which was the majority
But you opened up a whole new world for him, you showed him a side of intimacy he’s almost forgotten and he craves it more than anything! You’ve shown him more precious things in life, and he wants nothing more than to show you that love and warmth back
You’re special to him truly, despite the countless number of others he’s encountered you stick out beautifully. He wants you to know that, he needs you to know that, the very thought of you thinking differently it just…
He fell gracefully into sleep pondering these things, when he opened his eyes again he was confused to find himself in a pink tinted void, he scanned around and when he turned he found you standing still
“Don’t touch me! I don’t know where those hands have been.”
He was shocked as you smacked away the arms he was about to embrace you with
“MC? Darling it’s me..”
“Yes. Asmodeus, the demon who runs into millions of other’s arms and beds.”
“You don’t love me.”
“Of course I do! Darling you’re my everything!”
“Is that what you say to get into people’s pants?”
Asmo was hurt by your comments, but became even more frightened seeing a crowd forming behind you. No faces or features, just a blurred bunch of dark people like figures
“Am I just another one of them Asmo?”
You ask more sincerely, looking him in the eye and backing towards the group slowly
“Another number…another name…another lay…another face..in the crowd..”
You say the last line fading away slowly into the bunched blackness of the figures, reaching out a hand that’s the last to be merged with them
Asmo reaches out for the hand and grabs it with both of his own pulling at you desperately to free you from the blackness but you kept slipping in, he wasn’t strong enough, but he couldn’t let go, he wouldn’t
“Please don’t leave me MC…PLEASE!”
At that plea he gasps awake, sitting upright and panting trying to still his breath, he sighs thankful it was just a dream but unfortunately he doesn’t think he’ll be able to catch up on the rest of his beauty sleep. Perhaps he could spend the rest of the night being productive and planning a much needed date night..day, ya know what how about a weekend-he..really needs to see you
He would have to admit there’s not too much at stake when it comes to your relationship, with proper prep his hunger can be easily taken care of
But everybody makes mistakes, things get eaten, food runs out, and Beel just gets..well hungry. He doesn’t mean for said hunger to take over but the feeling can just be so overwhelming, like an itch he needs to scratch, or a pain that grows worse and worse it’s enough to drive anyone crazy
You’ve seen a good deal of the worst of it, the outbursts and desperation, but in the end it was always handled and you were there to deal with the aftermath. He has no idea how he used to get by without you, sometimes your kindness was enough to calm him until his next meal
But other times he wonders, he worries, what if one day you’re there but the foods not? He’d demolished any possible idea of ever hurting you, but how long can your comfort and presence truly keep him at bay? How much can you really help at the end of the day?
A late night thought he has while gnawing on some fruit snacks before forcing himself to relax and sleep it away, he wakes up again, chewing on something
He figures it to be the fruit snacks he had a faint memory of eating on earlier, but something was off, the taste was raw and musky unlike anything he’s ever had before, was this meat? It ‘was’ red and red and red and…
He looks down and freezes at what he only recognizes to be entrails and intestines gripped in his hands, blood and other fluids coating his forearms, he slowly spits out what was in his mouth onto the floor which is now an unrecognizable lump of mashed organs
Beel throws down the contents in his hands and begins to gag heavily, but nothing will come out. The air is filled with a horrible odor, and he covers his face to shield himself from it, but not before a familiar sent whiffs past him
He slowly rises to his feet and sees a table, with a body sliced open. Practically empty and mangled like it was feasted upon, he looks on scanning it. He’s seen some things before so while it was troubling he braved looking on. There was something so familiar about it…
He eventually made his way to the other side where the head was. It was hanging over the end so he couldn’t see, but when he does shock and anguish filled his body as his legs gave out. It was you, your face, still, pale, lifeless
“..no…No No NO GOD! MC NO! NOT YOU PLEASE! No…”
As he breakdowns on the ground and he grabs your face with shaky hands, bringing it close to his own whimpering and repeating his mantra
Through his pants he looks up at you with utter confusion and fear on his face
You say weakly and hoarse, Beel’s only response to this is his heart pounding in his chest, breath becoming quicker to the point the shock wakes him up as he practically lunges out his bed
Belphie wakes up for a moment and mumbles asking if he’s ok, he says yes, Belphie asks if it was a bad dream, he says yes again. Belphie rises from his bed and trots over to Beel, offering a pillow and an ear if he needs someone to listen. Beel explains, Belphie gives some input, the main being that Beel doesn’t give himself or MC nearly enough credit for how strong they are and what they can conquer together
Even Belphie can admit the initial shock he felt at your forgiveness and acceptance towards him, you truly are a one of a kind human and that’s not just because of your connection to Lilith
He has to say he..enjoys your company, despite both your past he actually feels like he has someone around who gets him, and he’s glad you helped him and his brothers stand on mutual grounds again
He could lean on you, he could trust you, he even loved you, he did. He never wanted to hurt you again. Even if your relationship didn’t progress the way it did, you just weren’t deserving of such pain
You’ve provided him with a comfort he hasn’t felt for a long time even after all he did, he’s sworn to protect you. He’d owe that to more than just you, but having you around to listen to him talk about the stars, provide extra body heat during naps, or just simply be there. Even if he doesn’t always show it he appreciates it more than you could ever know
He really hopes you feel just as safe around him, that he could ever manage to provide a fraction of that comfort you give him, he really hopes that…you mean it when you say you’re not scared
It’s not hard for him to drift off within seconds of thinking on this, but strangely enough he’s awake again in the attic space no less. He’s so groggy he can barely even tell what else is going on until he here’s a voice
He whips his head around recognizing your voice but is horrified to see the full source. His arm was empaled through your chest, blood gushing and oozing around it and out of your injury, you were lifted off the ground clutching weakly onto the arm blood dripping from your mouth as well
Belphie began to panic face going pale but to top everything off, in his palm out the other side of your body, he had your heart in a death grip. It was still pounding..
Belphie snatches his attention back to your face, your head hung low and your grip grew tighter nails digging into his arm as he winced
“..I’m sorry..im sorry, im sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry-”
You kept mumbling that mantra, Belphie was confused and scarred at an utter loss of what to do. He wanted to say something, anything, but he couldn’t, couldn’t think, couldn’t understand
Before he could have another second to process you grabbed his arm tighter than ever
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t be what you wanted.”
You ripped his arm out your body, and stood on your feet. Belphie slowly looks at his bloodied limb and the heart that still pumped in his palm. He then looks at you, you lifted your head and did the same, you smile, cough blood, and fall to the ground with a thud
Belphie stood there, confused, horrified, shocked, disgusted. Frozen. He did it again…how…he shook his head back and forth trying desperately to deny the situation. The heart pumped loud in his palm, he could hear it, he listened to it. Did he do this? Was this your plan? Did you both but…wh-
At the utter confusion he snapped himself awake. Of course it was a dream he thought, a very vivid dream, but still just a dream. He would never, he wouldn’t. He calms himself down, and remembers he feel asleep in the planetarium. Maybe he should plan another sleepover with MC here, they…he could use the company
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Hello! May I request headcanons of the demon bros reacting to gn!MC having a photo of them in their transparent phone case?
Hi! Of course, thank you so much for requesting, this is such a cute idea! I hope you like these headcanons :)
He asked you to accompany him in his room while he gets some work done and the two of you were currently having a small break. You were on your phone and that's when he notices it - his picture inside your phone case.
His first thought would be ''who did MC get that photo from?'' because he knows for a fact it sure as hell wasn't him. Would immediately bring it up and question you, trying to bring out the truth. When he realizes he wouldn't get the origins of the picture from you, he gives up.
''If you wanted to have picture of me so badly, you could've simply asked, MC.''
Has a rather cocky grin on his face, pleased about the fact that you carry his picture in your phone, flaunting everyone that you are his. Lets you keep the photo but is still lowkey curious of how you got it.
(You got it from Diavolo but that's a secret you'd be taking to your grave.)
He pays attention to little details, especially when it comes to you. So, as soon as you put a picture of him - one from his most recent modelling gigs - in your phone case, Mammon picks up on it.
He snatches the phone from your hands, cheeks heating up as he stares at picture of him in your phone case. It would make him incredibly happy and he will not shut up about it for days. Will also brag about it to anyone who will listen. And to everyone who won't listen. It's basically the highlight of his week.
''MC has a picture of ME in their phone case! ME! Because I'm their favorite!''
Whenever he see the back of your phone, he will have the dumbest smile on his face, reminded how fond of you he is. You might not know it, but he also has a picture of you in his wallet - one of the first selfies you two ever took together and he cherishes it almost as much as he cherishes his precious Goldie.
He did not expect to see a picture of himself when he asked to borrow your D.D.D. to enter in a giveaway on Devilgram to win a rare Ruri-chan plushie. Nearly drops the device with a squawk when he sees the picture, face heating up in seconds.
It's picture of you and him taken in a photobook with silly effects and overly cute heart stickers. He remembers the day you had that picture taken together well - it was one of the most fun days of his life and the memory makes his heart race. He didn't think you would keep the picture let alone put it somewhere everyone could see it!
''Are you sure you want to have a picture of a shut-in otaku like me in your phone case?''
He would be over the moon from the revelation and can't help but to blush whenever he thinks about you having a picture of him in your phone. He doesn't brag about it and gets nervous when other people notice but above all he feels reassured that you like him as much as he likes you.
Would definitely think having ones picture in your phone case is equivalent to having ones picture in a heart locket necklace. Needless to say, he thinks it's incredibly romantic and as soon as he notices it, it has him blushing furiously. He tries to hide his obvious reaction behind the book he is reading.
He is flattered that out of everyone you know, his picture is the one you chose - of course choosing someone else wouldn't have made sense, but still.
"Do you have my picture with you at all times because you'd miss me terribly otherwise?"
Would gently tease you about it but without any bite and with the most fond smile on his face. If you admit that yes, you indeed miss him when he isn't there, you'll get to see flustered Satan again.
The picture you have is one Asmo gave you as a half joke - it’s a selfie of him all dolled up and a kiss mark by yours truly at the right bottom corner. This man beams when he notices you actually kept the picture and didn’t toss it away like others would.
Would become so cuddly, wrapping himself around your arm, claiming he is simply in a good mood, nothing else. Not like a simple gesture like having his picture in your phone case makes him extremely giddy and satisfied.
‘‘If you want another picture, I can give you one, MC. I have tons!’‘
Much like Mammon, he will let everyone know that MC chose his picture over everyone else - as they should. He is a gem to be showed off, after all. He is one to return the sentiment and sneak a picture of you in his phone case as well - he wants to be matching his MC and no one can stop him!
He notices the picture when you ask him to show a recipe from your D.D.D. and at first he is confused - why do you have his picture in your phonecase? Not that he dislikes it though. No, it's quite the opposite actually.
He doesn't comment on it at all, only gives you the device with an adoring smile. He doesn't know why, but the fact that you have his picture with you really warms his heart.
"MC, I want to have your picture with me as well."
Next time you go on a date to eat something, he will snap a picture with you so he can have two things he loves in one picture.
You couldn't help but to put the adorable shot of Belphie taking a nap with his head on your chest under your phone case so you could have ith with you wherever you went. He looks so peaceful and cute asleep. Almost like an angel. Almost.
As soon as he notices the picture, he steals the phone from your hands and squints at the picture, making sure he isn't making it up and hallucinating. That you actually have a picture of him for everyone to see.
"Geez, MC, you can be so cheesy sometimes."
He says that but really his cheeks are tinted pink and he is playing with his bangs to hide the flustered state he is in. But if you comment on it, he will deny it.
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The Obey Me! Demon Brother's + Making A Sex Tape Headcanons
Pairing: All Obey Me! Demon Brothers x Female! Main Character
Content Warning: NSFW (minors do NOT interact), sex tapes/filming yourselves having sex, oral sex (female and male receiving), vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, masturbation (female and male), doggy position, missionary position, cowgirl position, sex work, finger sucking, nude photos, semi-public sex, etc.
Word count: 2.8k+
Summary: So, you asked your demon boyfriend to make a sex tape with you. How’d that work out for you?
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You’re not being serious, are you? That’s an incredibly ridiculous and obscene thing to ask. He has a reputation to uphold, and if someone found out? If Lord Diavolo himself found out? Absolutely not…
… Okay, but ever since you asked, he’s been thinking about it non-stop.
I mean, what are the chances of someone actually finding your sex tape? It’s not like anyone besides you is allowed to enter Lucifer’s room, and he knows enough spells from his thousands of years alive to protect absolutely anything he wanted.
So, one night, you walked into Lucifer’s room with his body pressed firmly behind yours with a hand covering your eyes. With his other hand on your hip to guide your movements, he halted your steps just a few feet away from his bed. By the sensation of his cock straining against his pants and pressing against the back of your thigh, and his fingers exploring your skin with the softest touch, you had a feeling that tonight would be fun.
But what you weren’t expecting, when Lucifer uncovered your eyes, was to find an expensive video camera and tripod a few feet from the end of the bed, and candles lit all over the room.
I think that Lucifer would do a sex tape the old-fashioned way, with a video camera positioned to cover the entirety of the bed for a few reasons. One, Lucifer is a classic and old-fashioned guy - why would he use his phone if he has a perfectly good video camera? Additionally, using a phone would take away one less hand from the equation - and he’s gonna need both of yours and his for what he plans on doing with you.
Also, keeping your sex tape on a literal tape makes it easy to keep hidden. He’ll keep it locked in a drawer guided by a hundred different protection spells, hidden in his room that’s already under a protection spell, so it would be quite impossible for anyone to find it. Anyone can unlock or hack a phone.
As far as the actual sex tape goes, I think it would be nothing short of filthy. The video camera is able to get every single angle and position that he puts you in, and you know damn well he’s putting you into the most flattering positions so that when either one of you rewatched it, you’d see how well he pounds into you and fucks your pussy into next week.
Picture this: sitting in-between Lucifer’s legs on the edge of the bed with him sitting behind you, his legs dangling off the edge of the bed beside yours. You’re both facing the video camera head-on while he finger fucks you into oblivion with one hand while keeping a tight grip on your neck with the other, forcing you to look into the video camera as he talks you through your orgasm.
Or, would you rather imagine him pushing you down to all fours to face the video camera while he fucks you doggy-style?
“Smile for the video camera, sweetheart. This is what you wanted, is it not? Look into the video camera and beg for me, Y/N - let everyone know who the fuck you belong to.”
OOOOOH HE WOULD BE SO DOWN FOR IT
When you asked him, baby would absolutely be flustered as hell that you would want him fucking you to be filmed, but after he gets over the initial shock, he wouldn’t hesitate to grant your wish.
“I-I uh… I mean, yeah. Yeah! You want The Great Mammon to fuck ya on video camera, yeah? Fuck, human. You know all the right ways to get my dick wet, don’t ya?”
Now, unlike Lucifer, the action is happening on his phone rather than an actual video camera. Whether he’s holding his phone in one hand while he gets the perfect angle of you choking on his cock, or propping it against a pillow while you bounce up and down on his length while you’re sitting pretty on his lap, his phone captures your pretty moans and sighs better than any video camera could.
One of his favorite things to do on video? He would absolutely shove his fingers down your throat after he fingered you with one hand and hold the video camera in your face with the other, getting all those pretty choking sounds crystal clear.
I really hope you like the sound of Mammon’s voice, because you’re gonna be hearing a lot of it in your little sex tape, too.
“F-f-fuck, human! Taking Mammon’s cock like a fucking champ, huh? That’s my good girl - that’s my very good girl! Oh, fuck!”
Mammon would become so obsessed with your sex tape that he’d watch it all the time. One time, you walked into his room, your books in hand and ready for a quick study session when your moans, clear as day, sounded from his phone. You stopped once you realized what he was watching, but it was his dick in his hands that made your eyes widen. Of course, you had to help him get off after that.
Oh, this isn’t a one-time thing, either. Once you guys have done it once, he’s going to want to do it all the time.
… But, the more that you guys filmed yourselves having sex, the bright idea that you guys could make money off of it popped into Mammon’s head.
So, you suggested the two of you make a sex tape, yeah? Now, Mammon’s suggesting that the two of you make a couples OnlyFans account - or, whatever the equivalent to that is in Hell.
Due to Mammon’s career in modeling, I think any videos or photos posted would be faceless to avoid jeopardizing his career. Additionally, if Lucifer somehow saw Mammon or your face on such a site, I think he would quite literally strangle the both of you. So, faceless content it is!
I don’t think he’d want to film the two of you fucking every single time that the two of you had sex - when he’s feeling his most intimate with you, which does happen frequently, he wouldn’t want to waste his time or energy filming it. It’s only when the two of you are going at it like fucking rabbits that he would suggest filming it, let alone uploading content.
You… you… you want Levi and you having sex to be FILMED?!?!?
Leviathan, like his older brother, would have to get over the initial shock of the question you asked before he agrees. However, he would absolutely agree.
So, you guys could get a video camera and make a sex tape that way, or you could use your phone, or… wait, Levi has a perfectly pristine webcam on his desktop, does he not? Yeah - you’re about to make Levi’s wildest fantasies come true and be his little camgirl.
So, yeah. Levi would absolutely fuck you in his gaming chair that he spent hundreds of Grimm on, filmed by his desktop that he spent thousands of Grimm on. How unfortunate it is that your back is facing the video camera while you ride his dick - but damn, do you look good fucking him in his favorite spot in the world.
Give the demon a blowjob while he’s leaning back on his chair like a king, and you’ll have Levi coming down your throat quicker than ever before.
“Fuck - Y/N! Jesus, you’re gonna make me cum all over my setup! Oh fuck, don’t you dare stop!”
Levi also has his ways of keeping your sex tape a secret, much like Lucifer. While your sex tape would be on his computer, he knows exactly how to hide it and put a bunch of passwords on it. He doesn’t need anyone else seeing you like that.
Also - if you wanna make this demon go absolutely feral, leave a video of you fucking yourself on his chair when he’s not in the room. Just make sure you put it in a file where nobody else would find it.
One time, Levi came into his room to watch a new human-world anime that he illegally downloaded to his desktop. He paused, noticing an unexpected file titled “winkyface.mov”. Upon clicking it, he almost died on the spot at the sight of you, your legs wide open and feet planted on his desk, fucking your fingers and moaning out his name.
Poor boy - you better never leave him, because you just exceeded all of his greatest fantasies.
Out of all of the brothers, I think that Satan would be the most against making a sex tape. However, for argumentative sake, let’s say he’s down to make one with you.
I don’t think that Satan would want to make a sex tape for the simple idea that he wouldn’t find it appealing or respectable, nor does he find it necessary. If you guys are already having sex, why does he need to film it? He knows where to find you if he feels like repeating what would be filmed.
However - I can think of one scenario where he wouldn’t be opposed to making a sex tape - out of jealousy.
Picture this: Satan was walking to his dorm when he saw you disappear into Lucifer’s room. It was a completely innocent hangout with the eldest brother - he was tutoring you on your worst subject for an hour, and Satan knew you wouldn’t cheat on him in the first place. However, given Satan’s wrath and history with Lucifer, he was beginning to feel extra possessive after that.
Cue the end of your night. Satan has a video camera shoved in your face and tits while he fucks you into the mattress, getting the way your mouth falls open in bliss and your chest bounces in each thrust.
“You gonna flaunt this little ass around my brothers til the day you die, huh? Do they know who you belong to, kitten? What would Lucifer think if I sent him this video of me fucking your tight little pussy? Isn’t this what you wanted?”
Of course, Satan would never embarrass you like that by sending anyone your sex tape. But it’s not like the thought of making sure his brothers know who you belong to hasn’t crossed his mind.
One thing I do think that Satan wouldn’t be opposed to in the slightest is nudes. I mean, all of the brothers would love it, but I think Satan would rather receive tasteful nudes from you rather than film a sex tape.
One day after one of his classes, he had settled down to read a book while he waited for you to finish yours. Once he opened the book, he realized that his usual bookmark had been replaced with a polaroid of you - smiling oh so pretty for the video camera, and your tits out on display for him. Let’s just say you spend the rest of your day in bed with him.
Do you… really even have to ask the Avatar of Lust? You might as well have just said “We’re going to make a sex tape”, and it would’ve been as casual to him as talking about the weather.
However, the second he heard your request, Asmo could practically hear the wedding bells. You’re so perfect for him! He loves it when you express your desires and is down to do anything in the bedroom.
“Oh Y/N! I thought you would never ask! Let’s start right now, baby. How do you and your beautiful desires want to do this?”
Asmo is down to make a sex tape in any way that you desire. Do you want to make love in the jacuzzi while being filmed with a video camera and tripod? Do you want the perfect mood lighting that hits his flawless skin and soft hair just right on your phone while he goes down on you? Or do you want his phone propped up on his vanity while he handcuffs you to the bed and fucks you relentlessly? Do you want him to fuck you with one of his toys, or do you want to cum around his cock? It’s entirely your choice.
You know those perfect Twitter porn videos where the couple looks flawless, the background is pretty, and the sex is achingly good? Yeah, those are the kind of videos I think Asmo would make with you.
“Uh…! So pretty, baby. Don’t stop - I’m almost there, cum with me, yeah? Cum with me, darling!”
Just like Mammon, I also think that Asmo would be down to make an OnlyFans with you - but not for the money. I think he would want to do it as a form of sexual expression and to share with the world your beauty together and how well the Avatar of Lust gives it to you.
He’d be public as HELL about it though because you know he doesn’t care at all. He’d be posting a photo on his Devilgram telling everyone that your shared OnlyFans account is having a sale that week.
I think Beel would be extremely confused about why you’d want to make a sex tape with him, and it could take some convincing to get him to actually want to do it. I really cannot see him actively wanting to film a sex tape, but I can’t see him being opposed to it either.
Beel would ask you why you want to make sex tape - and not in a rude or judgemental way, but he’d be genuinely curious as to why you’d want to do that with him.
“Oh… okay. That makes sense, Y/N. We can do that. When did you want to make one?”
I don’t think that any sex tape with Beel would be some performance like some of his brothers, but he knows how to bring you to orgasm, so the job is getting done either way.
However, I think that Beel could switch up easily between making love to you and fucking the absolute hell out of you. So, if you decided to make multiple sex tapes, then there’d definitely be a switch up between him softly worshipping your body or making you cum all over cock repeatedly.
I don’t think he would care at all if you started filming him eating you out - he eats you like a starving demon in the desert, and in case he ever gets ‘hungry’ and you’re not around, it’d be the perfect thing to tide him over until he can recreate the video. Your moans of pleasure are just so delicious.
“Hold still, pumpkin - I’m still hungry. Make sure the video gets all your pretty moans, too.”
If you want to make the demon lose his damn mind - send him a video of you fucking your fingers while he’s working out, or while he’s at practice. He’d be so hungry that he wouldn’t be able to think straight until his tongue was inside of you.
I could also see him letting you prop your phone up in the kitchen pantry while he fucks you against the door or pantry shelves, the sight of falling boxes and bags of food falling to the floor while you get relentlessly pounded into the shelves.
Belphie would be down to do it, but be prepared to do all the work for this lazy demon. You’ll be handling the camera this time!
I imagine that sex with Belphie is a lot more intimate and softer than his brothers would go on you, and not just because of his sin. He has a very soft and adoring personality for the ones that he loves (Beel, in particular), so I imagine that any sex tape that you make with Belphie would be just as soft. Don’t mistake that for him not being able to bring you to orgasm, though. He knows exactly how to make you cum.
So, that being said, I think that any sex tape that you make with Belphie would be so nice. Imagine riding his dick while he lies back against his fluffy pillows and blankets in the attic room - one hand filming, and the other exploring the skin on his stomach. The video would be able to get Belphie’s soft moans and mouth falling in ethereal bliss, his eyes in awe as he watches you ride him like an angel.
“F-fuck, Y/N. You’re so beautiful riding my cock like that. Are you g-gonna cum all over my dick for the camera, baby? Is that it? F-fuck!”
I think that Belphie would appreciate making a sex tape with you more after the fact - that way, when he’s at his most lazy and in need of your comfort when you’re not around, he can watch how flawlessly you ride him and make himself cum before he falls back asleep.
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Satan ,jokingly: "Oh great and powerful mc, Tell us your secrets"
Mc: *eating a sandwich * "I saved a picture of that time when I made asmo laugh so hard milk came out his nose."
Asmo: *RECORD SCRATCH* " you what-"
Belphie: " oh shit-"
Mc:* takes another bite* "And one where mammon threw a spider on him and he freaked out"
Mammon:" oh yeah I remember that"
Lucifer:" oh yes,that was a fiasco "
Asmo:* concerned * " mc ,darling,sweetie, Delete those -"
Mc:* leaning away from the avatar of lust for strictly safety reasons *"I also have many of him mid-fall which are just great."
Asmo: * getting up from the table* "mc,I swear to diavolo DELETE THOSE NOW"
Mc: * using lucifer as a sheild,laughing maniacally *AND LIKE A BUnCH OF PICTURES OF HIM GETTING CHASED BY A GORGON-GOOSE BC WANTED TO POSE NEXT TO IT FOR DEVILGRAM "
Asmo:* runs at them * "THATS IT IM SMASHING YOUR D3,HOW DARE YOU KEEP UNFLATTERING PHOTOS OF ME YOU BEAST"
Lucifer:" EXCUSE ME-"
Mc:* SHRIEK-LAUGHING whilst running circles around Lucifer* " OH FUK-"
Asmo:* demon screeching *
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the demon brothers when MC’s last words are outta pocket hcs
a/n: my first post on here yay! :D i hope y’all enjoy, i was talking to @anotakugardener and @bsdparadise about this and well these were born LMAO
characters: lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beezlebub, belphegor
genre: angst, crack
warnings: death, seggsual jokes😏, mc bein a true chad, they could be possibly ooc
there was an attack. an unpredictable one, where mc had been cornered on an unsuspecting street. a demon— a hungry and vicious one at that— had taken one look at them and lunged at them. the demon left gashes and teeth marks all over their body, but bolted before they could finish the job; the ominous footsteps approaching the scene had scared them into not finishing their meal.
MC is left bleeding out, laying on the cool cobblestone within the alleyway. one cough spews blood into the air, causing MC to slightly choke on the crimson liquid pooling in the back of their throat. their hearing fades in and out, as does their vision; the sight of the dark sky has frayed edges like a burnt photograph.
so this is it, they think to themselves.
muffled screams, the sound as if their head was underwater. the voice is one they recognize, a voice they’ve grown fond of.
he rushes over, dropping to his knees next to them. he had a feeling something would happen, but not even his gut instincts could prepare him for such a sight.
- lucifer tries to keep calm, panic never helped a dying man. but there’s so much blood, is there a way to save them right now? his mind was racing a mile a minute, questions whirring past without answers.
- “lucifer,” MC coughs, blood dribbling from their lips, “there’s something i must tell you.”
- lucifer is quick to try and silence them,“MC you shouldn’t be wasting your breath-“
- “no, listen to me,” MC strains weakly, “lucifer i…i know you don’t wash your ass in the shower.”
- he’s taken aback by their comment. he almost doesn’t know what to say, they’re dying and now they’re talking about him washing his-
- “wha-“ he tries to speak, but they cut him off.
- “w-wash your ass, gross musty demon boy…”
- their pulse can no longer be found. and neither can lucifer’s dignity.
- when lucifer returns to the house of lamentation in a gloom and breaks the news to his brothers, all of them are devasted; completely broken.
- “lucifer, d-did they have any last words?” satan asks, trying to keep his voice steady.
- lucifer’s face darkens as he lowers his head, a red tint across his cheeks. he doesn’t dare answer.
- “lucifer? tell me what they said.” satan urges.
- satan is beginning to lose his patience, gritting his teeth, “what did they say?!”
- there is no way lucifer can actually tell them, but he knows they won’t stop asking until he reveals the truth. he’s conflicted.
- meanwhile, MC watches from beyond stifling a laugh. will lucifer ever be able to pass on their last message? they may have to spend eternity watching to see.
**i sent this one to @obeythebutler already but i wanna use it again because i can’t stop laughing at it**
- his human? that's his human? bleeding out in the alleyway? it doesn't feel real, this can't be real.
- words are flying out of his mouth faster than he can comprehend them. chants of their name, pleas for them to stay alive, stutters of disbelief. he wonders if he'd be able to get them human medical services in time, there's no way he's letting them die here! they're not dying on his watch.
-mammon's state of denial as he cradles their head in his lap almost causes him to miss their quiet voice. he gasps, straining to hold back his sob as he looks down at them.
- "mammon...i have something to say, before i-"
- "no MC don't talk! you'll choke-- oh god, it's so big! h-how-"
- MC cuts his ramblings short by calling his name. he instantly stops, his lip quivering and tears running down his cheeks. they cough, splatters of blood landing on their chin. and then, they smile.
- "that's what she said."
- the color fades from their eyes. the smile slowly falls, the muscles in their body in full relaxation. they're gone.
- mammon can feel a laugh bubbling in his esophagus, but what comes out is a mix of a sob and chuckle. they're dead, but even when dying they were funny. how unfortunate.
- mammon goes back to the house of lamentation that night, absolutely heartbroken. the moment keeps replaying in his mind, and the more he remembers it, the harder he cries. but a wobbly smile somehow always makes it's way onto his face at the killer delivery.
- he explains to his brothers what happened, violent sobs racking his body. the brothers are speechless, each of them processing the news in different ways. lucifer, as much as he wants to scold mammon and hang him by his feet, he simply asks if they had any last words.
- "t-they said...that's what she said!" mammon wails.
- belphie, who was trying to muffle his cries, instantly starts snickering. goddamnit, MC, he thinks.
- they watch from beyond, laughing at belphie's conflicted state. at least they left them with a lasting memory of how goated they are.
- the rare time levi leaves his room, just to have his vision filled with the sight of MC's bloody body. no amount of video games could prepare him for this.
- he's almost scared to touch them, like contact from him would make it worse. the tears fall from his eyes before he can attempt to stop them. he's frozen. what is he supposed to do? they're dying!
- his eyes spot the giant gash on their stomach, causing the color to drain from his already pale face. this is a lot more than what ruri-chan bandaids can fix.
- "levi..." they cough, springing levi from his thoughts.
- "y-yes MC! i'm right here, i-it's gonna be okay!"
"levi...find candice." they weakly say.
- "c-candice? who's candice?" he asks with a watery voice.
- levi doesn't leave his room hOW IS HE SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHO CANDICE IS??
- "f-find...candice." they repeat with a cough.
- "w-who's candice?!" he asks again, a bit frantic.
- "candice...weiner fit in your mouth." MC smiles, a chuckle taking up their last breath.
- levi sits there speechless, from both disbelief and disgust. he can't believe such a lame joke could be their last words, but at the same time he's ashamed he fell for it.
- his tears fall onto their cold skin like a light rain shower and his cheeks burn. how is he supposed to explain this to his brothers? it's both devastating and embarrassing!
- MC watches from beyond, a slight smirk sitting on their lips. they beat him at his own meme game. a victorious day indeed.
- he's gonna rip them to shreds. whoever did this is not living to see another day. they did this to them...
- satan's wrath was boiling, rising to the surface. he holds MC in his arms, their cold body only making his heat to intense temperatures. he almost doesn't know what to say. there's nothing he could say to make this any better.
- he wracks his brain for any spells he remembers that can rapidly heal someone, but he struggles to remember the ingredients and incantations in his panicked state.
- "satan...it's okay." MC smiles weakly.
- "no! no, MC, this isn't okay at all!" he exclaims.
- he grits his teeth, trying to maintain his composure in front of them. his anger won't help right now, he knows this.
- "i'm gonna die. it's okay, satan."
- "how can you say that?" he practically whispers, a lump building in his throat.
- "listen please. i...need to say something." MC pleads with a cough.
- "stop...talking. please." satan screws his eyes shut, his cries being ignored.
- “i love you, satan. you...and you’re tiny peepee”
- his eyes fly open. they said what?
- they stop moving, their breath no longer able to be felt. satan feels so conflicted; on the one hand he feels completely devastated. on the other, he feels anger towards the demon who did this to them. and on the other other hand he feels offended that they called his dick small.
- the tears continue streaming down his face as he deadpans. that's not what you said last night, he thinks. he quickly shakes his head, no they just died! but my dick isn't small! goddamn you, MC.
- MC watches from beyond cackling. they can only imagine the thoughts going through satan's mind, they can practically hear them all.
- asmo has never run so fast. he was instantly by their side, shaky hands careful when touching them. his new nail polish color was eerily similar to the color of their blood.
- asmo had found himself rendered speechless around them a couple times, but none of those memories could compare to this one. he always said red was their color, but now he couldn't stand the sight of it.
- "oh MC! oh my god, what happened? w-what do i do?!" asmo's questions were rapid firing, before quickly coming to a halt.
- MC's quiet, straining voice reaches his ears, "a-asmo, unlock my D.D.D."
- asmo's eyes widen, his hands quickly reaching for their D.D.D, "oh yes! let's call lucifer, he can get human medical service-"
- when asmo unlocks the device, his frantic speech is cut off by the loud techno of a song. he freezes. what's going on? why is this song playing? and why can't he turn it off? THERE'S AN EMERGENCY WHAT'S GOING ON-
- "MC i-i can't turn off the-"
- "we're no strangers to loooove, you know the rules, and so do iii~" two voices sing from a small distance behind asmo.
- asmo's head darts to the opening of the alleyway expecting to see the owners of the voices. they sounded oddly familiar. he watches the shadows grow on the cobblestone, but before he can see anyone appear, he feels a weak hand on his cheek.
- he turns back to MC, the tears in his eyes making it very hard to see them. their voice fills his ears, but he doesn't really know how to feel about it.
- "never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, n-never gonna run around and...desert you..." they sing, their eyes slowly closing.
- their hand drops from his face, the cold feeling of their skin leaving his cheek. he sobs; he can't believe they're gone. in utter disbelief and immense grief, he hears the two voices from earlier grow closer. he turns his head towards them and his eyes widen at who it is.
- "never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye, never gonna-- woah woah asmo what happened?" solomon asks, looking down at MC.
- "they're dead! and this stupid song hasn't stopped playing!" asmo wails, gesturing to the discarded D.D.D
- "oh my goodness, stay here asmo! we'll grab human medical services!" simeon exclaims before he and solomon run out of the alleyway.
- the song finally stops playing for some reason, leaving asmo to grieve in silence. his sobs fill the air as he pulls MC's lifeless body closer. he can't believe they're gone...at least the song stopped, though
- or so he thought. another song plays instead, the techno once again filling the air.
- "i just died in your arms tonight~"
- asmo starts wailing even louder
- meanwhile, from beyond MC struggles to hold in their laughter. they didn't necessarily mean for that song to play, but the irony was too rich.
- no. no, not again. oh god, not again!
- those are the only thoughts running through beel's head when he finds them. his vision narrows and all he can see is MC and the blood pooling around them. please, not them! not another, he thinks.
- his hands immediately start applying pressure to the biggest gash on their body as he frantically asks them what happened. a conflict in his mind of wanting to hear their voice, but not wanting them to speak and instead save their breath. the questioned slipped out his mouth before he could finish processing it.
- "i-it was ligma, beel." they reply weakly.
- ligma? were they a new student at R.A.D? he's surely never heard of them. beel shakes his head, those thoughts don't matter right now.
- "d-don't speak anymore! save your breath MC!" beel frantically exclaims, seeing the blood continuing to spill through the cracks in his fingers.
- "it was ligma." they repeat, coughing up blood.
- "ligma?" he asks, assuming the name is important.
- "yeah, l-ligma...ligma balls." MC practically whispers, their last breath stolen with the wind.
- "MC? MC! no, please no!" beel cries.
- their last words struggle to process in his brain. ligma balls...whoever they are, they won't go unpunished.
- for the first time that beel can recall, he's not hungry; not in the slightest. the grief swimming in his stomach has consumed every square inch. ligma balls, you won't get away with this.
- from beyond, MC watches with a smile of amusement. they know beel would be a bit too dense for the joke, so they look forward to seeing what events will take place due to the mysterious ligma balls
- he must be dreaming. yes, that must be it. another nightmare, but this time about MC and not lilith. yes, it's all a nightmare.
- but if it's a nightmare, how come he can clearly feel the silkiness of their hair, and the blood coating his hands when he tries applying pressure to the large gash on their chest. no nightmare could feel this real, out of every one he's ever had, it's never been so surreal.
- the disbelief makes his mind spiral, blaming himself again for yet another death. if he would've went with them tonight then he could've protected them, and he wouldn't have to sit here with this annoying lump in his throat.
- only one thought in his mind remains a constant; vengeance.
- "w-who did this to you?" he asks shakily.
- "belphie it was-" they pause, coughing up blood, "it was joe."
- a name. belphie can feel his hands shaking, but he can't tell if it's from his anger or his panic.
- "WHO'S JOE? I'LL KILL THEM-" belphie grits his teeth, but they cut him off.
- "joe mama..." MC says, breathless.
- the rise and fall of their chest stops, water droplets mixing with the blood splattered on their face.
- belphie's shoulders shake, his sobs mixing with a silent laugh. what kind of person makes a joe mama joke while they're dying? MC, apparently. he can't tell if he's more impressed that they pulled off the joke or pissed that he fell for it.
- damn MC, what a chad. you'll be dearly missed.
- they watch from beyond with a smirk, they finally fuckin got him. if the circumstances were different, MC would be rubbing it in his face.
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The Younger Brothers Realizing They Have A Crush
What I probably should be doing rn is getting through all the asks I have in my inbox but not finishing this idea was bothering me for the past few weeks so here. I also want to do one for the side characters sometime
Also @backalleykat since they asked to be tagged 👌👌
Satan realizes he likes someone when he starts mimicking them
It doesn’t seem like anything important, but to him, a demon who spent most of his life searching for individuality, it’s huge
He pauses mid sentence one day, blinking in surprise as he realizes what he just said was the same thing you always did, and the realization that a few of his recent small habits came from you came right after
Did he really spend so much time observing you without even realizing it? Enough to pick up on your seemingly insignificant mannerisms?
Asmo’s just staring at him like ?? Cause he’s still standing there with his eyes wide 💀
After that realization, he suddenly can’t stop noticing every little thing you do. The way you walk, laugh, fidget, how you act when you’re nervous, or excited. He perks up immediately when he catches a sign of repressed anger, especially if it’s at Lucifer. Gotta see where that goes, ya know?
Eventually, you’re going to have to notice the amount of times he stares at you, only to quickly avert his gaze when you turn to look at him, a tint of red on his cheeks as he pretends to have been reading the whole time
Don’t bring it up though he will short circuit. He thinks he’s being sneaky
It’s also kinda ruining his life bc he’ll catch himself doing something he got from you in public or in the middle of a test and just… man he’s distracted now. How can you expect him to focus when the thought of you just entered his mind?
What’s worse, other people can probably see the flustered, panicked expression on his face as he scrambles to get back on task
You Are Killing This Man Softly
Asmo realizes he likes someone when he doesn’t think about himself around them
Ok, let me explain. In most situations, he’s always subconsciously thinking about how he looks in the moment, the way he acts, the words he’s saying. It’s not uncommon for him to move into an uncomfortable position or stand a certain way to ‘play up his natural beauty’
He’s constantly analyzing how other people are seeing him without even having to really think about it, it’s just an ingrained response at this point
After all, what if he wasn’t pretty? What if he loses all the people that have ever looked up at him in awe? What if he loses his only source of validation? What if he’s completely alone?
And most of all, how would you, the one person he puts above himself, have to say about it?
However, those thoughts seem to just… dissipate, when you two are alone
It’s not like he’s suddenly not insecure anymore, it’s more like he simply doesn’t think about it. When with you, all he can really focus on is the way your lips move, or that small spark in your eye when he says something that makes you laugh, and oh god, that laugh
Within 5 minutes tops, he’s doing things he wouldn’t be doing normally. Snorting when he laughs, saying things that are most definitely not cute or hot but plain stupid, sitting in unelegant, but comfortable, positions, and a goofy grin on his face, one that could only be pure and happy and, above all, genuine
Things that he’s usually suppressing the hell out of come out when you’re around. Which is strange, wouldn’t you be the person he wants to impress the most? Aren’t people usually overly conscious of themselves around someone they like?
In any case, seconds after you leave when his excitement dissipates and the memories start coming back to him, he freaks
HE REALLY JUST DID THAT. IN FRONT OF YOU. WHY DID HE DO THAT???
Gotta stare himself down in the mirror and scream bloody murder
Please just. Play with his hair and tell him he’s good enough. Let him have some fun and goof off without astronomical amounts of alcohol. Let him lay his head in your lap and dramatically rant about his day while you add in equally dramatic agreements
Not only will it be wildly appreciated and make him near feral, but he’ll definitely try doing a few favours back
Beel realizes he likes someone when he wants to impress them
He’s not exactly the type to care about what others think of him, let alone wanting to show off around them. He’s not Mammon, of course
So he was, undoubtably, quite confused as to why that changes around you
Picking up large objects that he really didn’t need to, working out twice as hard, saying some joke in a group of people and turning to you to gauge your reaction, then feeling heat bloom in his chest when you laugh or smile along, or the cold disappointment when you remain unfazed
He doesn’t realize it at first, but it seems that everyone else did. Even Luke mentioned it, pointing it out while Simeon smiled and agreed
Asmo, of course, was the most ruthless, constantly on his case about it and lowkey acts offended that he doesn’t try to impress him, too
He just tilted his head in confusion the first time it was brought up. Impress you? Why would he want to do that?
It suddenly hit him what exactly he wants from you. For you to be proud of him, proud to have him, for you to run your hands down his sides and tell him so with nothing but love and adoration in your eyes. It’s an embarrassing thought for him, but also a quite enticing one
He doesn’t deny it like SOME of the others. Instead, he accepts it, and continues to show off around you, this time with more self awareness
Belphie realizes he likes someone when he dreams about them
He’s said before that he doesn’t have many dreams, even with how often he’s sleeping. So when he does wake up with even the fuzziest of memories, it’s a bit of an exciting thing for him. Unfortunately, the only vivid ones he has are nightmares
However, lately, that began to change
It started while he was still up in the attic, when he would drift off after one of your visits, only to see your face again
He was confused at first. And, dare I say, a little angry. The only dream he had in the last few months and it’s about a human? A human that smiled down at him and laid next to him on the grass, looking up at the stars?
Why was he having these thoughts about you? Why would his subconscious throw him for a loop like this? And, most importantly, why did he feel so giddy when he woke up?
The more time he spent with you, the more he started to get it
With every evening spent napping in your lap, with every time you smiled and ruffled his hair, with that ethereal feeling he got just from seeing you first thing in the morning. Little by little, the realization was coming on to him
It finally hit on a strangely ordinary day, all but for the dream he just woke up from
‘Dream’ wouldn’t be the right word, it would be ‘nightmare’ or ‘night terror’. No matter what you called it, he woke up shaking, grabbing the nearest object and pulling it closer to him
He was too shaken up to fully he realize what he was doing, but he had already nuzzled into your neck and secured his arms tightly around your waist, eyes squeezed shut tightly that slowly relaxed when you finally reacted, sleepily burying your fingers in his hair
God, he hated feeling weak
So why did he feel so comfortable right now? Was he not at his most vulnerable?
He’s not stupid, he knows exactly what that meant
After that night, the dreams of you grew more frequent, but this time, they weren’t unwelcome. Through them, he was able to say and do things he would’ve never even considered while awake. No fear of rejection, am I right?
And let’s just say dream-you did their own fair share of things that left him not even being able to look you in the eye the next day
One day he’s gonna mess up and confuse talking to you irl as a dream, but that’s a story for another time
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Waking up in the morning thinkin about so many things....
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Solomon: Asmo, that's the 16th outfit you're showing me in 5 minutes.
Solomon: Of course it looks perfect on you!
Solomon: No, you are stunning!
Solomon: Mc has aLREADY FALLEN FOR YOU WHAT ELSE DO YOU WAN- QUIT HITTING ME!!!!!
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how the demon brothers suck the strap (18+ NSFW);
Self-assuredly. He’s no beginner and he’s not modest either.
He’s almost cocky (haha) as he looks you straight in the eyes with your strap in his mouth. He’s so skilled at it you almost feel it like it’s your real flesh-and-blood dick.
His head bobs up and down expertly, able to take in a decent size - if you wanna fluster him, face-fuck him without warning.
He’ll sputter and cough but stick with it anyway; it’s a battle for power and he hates losing. His mask will crack a little the more erratic and vicious your thrusting is, but it takes a lot to break him.
With enough perseverance, a lot of unpredictability, and a fat enough cock, you can fuck his gorgeous face into submission.
Arguably the most bashful out of them all (save for Levi). He sits on his knees and avoids your gaze, scared that if he catches your eye he might melt into the floor.
His face is flushed bright pink as he sucks you off tentatively, as if he’s worried that he’s doing it wrong.
It takes some praise and head pats before he gets comfortable enough to do it himself. He even ends up getting the courage to deepthroat you - completely unprompted! What a perfect boy!
It ends up making him so hard he cums as soon as you touch his dick. He gets so embarrassed about it he refuses to look you in the eye for the rest of the night (he needs a lot of snuggles & reassurance).
Ends up asking to suck you off again a few days later.
Similar to Lucifer, Satan is also too over-confident for his own good. Once you tell him to suck you, he goes in with no inhibitions and aims to wow you with his skill.
He’s more bashful than Lucifer is, his face is flushed as he holds your gaze, but he’s eager to please.
He can’t handle very much size-wise (but you can always rectify that).
Gets so focused he closes his eyes and eases the entire length in, hollowing his cheeks to coat it all in his hot saliva.
He makes quiet moans when he sucks, similar to what he does when he eats you out. Servicing you is enough to get him horny and he’s pretty desperate for some humping (giving or taking) once it’s over.
This fucking loser is a mess whenever you do anything sexual or romantic with him, so when you whip out the strap and tell him to suck he almost passes out.
You’d lie on the bed, propped up with some pillows behind your back as he - very slowly - makes his way to you.
He sticks his tongue out first, licking the silicone tip as if he’s worried it’d taste bad.
He won’t be good at it at all, but his sweet whines and constant need for reassurance is just too cute.
Fuck his face.
He’d sob, choke, and whine around your cock as the tip hits the back of his throat. His whole body shivers as he loses himself in the myriad of feelings you’re giving him.
Turns into a rabid animal and puts it in his mouth immediately.
His dick sucking is an art form of the highest caliber, once or twice you even find yourself moaning from how fucking hot it is.
He moans and whines wantonly as he sucks, his eyes clouded over with that familiar look of lust.
When you pull away, he sticks his tongue out as he eagerly awaits for you to give it back - or just put your pussy on his face, either way he’ll lap at it like it’s the last thing he’ll ever eat.
“Mmh, your cock is sooo good, Mistress, I want it inside me, please~”
Almost as lewd as Asmodeus, he sucks it like he’s hungry for it - because he is.
An absolute size queen, he can throat the biggest and fattest of straps. He’s at least a little bit ashamed of his eagerness though, he blushes a lot and can’t bring himself to keep eye contact for too long.
Can’t help but touch himself whenever he sucks it - he gets so irrationally horny he just has to relieve it somehow.
If you refuse to let him jack off, he’ll be pouty about it (he might even cry if you do it for too long).
He’ll whimper against your dick as he digs his nails into the palms of his hands. Tears pool at the corners of his eyes as his body is wracked with a need that’s being so cruelly, deliciously refused.
He’s an absolute brat about it. Barely makes an effort despite the fact that you both know he could do it.
“Eh..?” he says, glancing up at you lazily. “Why should I? Sounds like a pain.”
Face-fucking is essentially a given at this point. He’s so annoying to deal with that he goddamn deserves it.
He’s shocked at first, gripping onto your thighs as he tries to push you away, but he can’t deny the shock causes him to harden significantly.
He gags as fat teardrops fall freely down his cheeks, but you soon find his nails are digging into your thighs to pull you closer.
By the end of it his throat is so sore he doesn’t speak for the next few days (everyone else keeps making guesses as to why), but he’s still texting you asking when you can do it again.
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“I Got All A’s! Can I Have Some Dick?” (Bros + Undateables)
Just something stupid and funny I thought about. You had a very tough semester in the Devildom and you got good grades! You want to celebrate and go to your favorite demon to ask for a special reward.
Obvious NSFW warning. No minors allowed!
No Luke. Luke is baby.
I have a personal headcanon that Simeon likes to be totally cozy when he writes. We’re talking big fluffy sweaters or a blanket cozy. I like to think he wears glasses when he writes, too.
He’s part of a special committee who’s notified about your grades/progress so he actually knows before you do
Proud boyfriend is proud
Purrs when he opens up the wax-pressed envelope and reviews your marks
Secretly plans a cute, fancy dinner date at Ristorante Six
Is thinking of being suave and breaking the news to you when you bounce into his study (he may or may not have poured a couple of glasses of your favorite age-appropriate beverage)
He’s got something witty prepped and is ready to toast you and maybe steal a few kisses but you come out of left field like a bullet with a simple “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Lucifer.exe is broken
That’s what you want as a reward? No dinner, no date?
Literally doesn’t know what to say for a few seconds. Totally freezes. Starts to stutter.
His brain kicks back in when you start playing with the folds of his collar and petting his chest and staring at him with those wanting eyes
Sets his glass down, fixes the cuff of his gloves, and hoists you up to plant you on the nearest surface. “I will make it worth every point, and you will say all the letters.” he purrs.
He’s just happy he passed.
Mammon actually does pretty well, he’s just a very...chaotically successful type. A lot of last minute turn-ins and such. Not top marks, but no dunce either.
Now that the semester’s over he’s checking his schedule to see when the next shoot is or if he has time to squeeze in a party. Maybe a trip somewhere. Something fun!
He’s feeling lucky! Lucky enough to win some money and make Goldie happy!
If he’s going anywhere, he needs a good luck charm though! He goes to hunt you down and his stomach just warms because you’re smiling and clearly in a good mood
It makes him purr in that cute, curious little way. Basically using the demon’s language to ask you why you’re in such a good mood (but you don’t know that. It’s basically a cute chirp).
You both shout your good news at the same time.
His invite to go tear it up was a bit long so it takes a minute for his brain to process what you said. You want...his dick?
Boy wants to blush SO BAD. HE’S SO RED!
Well now his thing seems stupid, doesn’t it? He wants to do your thing! Your thing sounds GREAT!
“OF COURSE you want to be with the GREAT Mammon!” he’s got his hands on his hips and his chest is puffed out big in that happy, silly way he has about him.
No, really, you do your thing. It’s a great thing.
It’s a good way to unwind from exams, right? He likes it!
If Levi didn’t get good grades, Lucifer would kill him.
Probably force him to go to school physically ALL THE TIME!
HIS SUBSCRIPTIONS WOULD BE AT RISK,OKAY?
He’s a solid B student (at least). No desire to be all A’s. Too much time away from other passions.
Because he’s well-behaved and leas likely to get on Lucifer’s nerves, he gets a little bit of bonus money for good grades.
Levi’s neck-deep in his charts and comparisons and muttering to himself about where to invest that money when you pop into his room
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?!”
You get The Noise
How indecent! How naughty of you to ask! But yes, yes you can. Absolutely. 100%!
He’s really shy about it because it’s sudden and you asked him instead of him having a cool moment or anything, but it ends up being a giggle-filled romp that ends with a cuddle in his bathtub bed and you wrapped up in his tail
He totally suggests a round two with a sexy VR game or just making bets with ‘winner take all’
He’s a grade juggernaut with lots of self-discipline so Satan expects to get out what he gets in
The type to be smug because he knows he did well. He owes it to himself and he’s glad.
Likes to treat himself to an outing, be it a simple walk or a visit to a cafe or even a new book
Satan’s 100% ready to settle down with some books by the fireplace. At the end of the semester he typically makes a one or two-portion charcuterie board and picks at it while he reads
Thumb keeping his place, Satan’s in the middle of stacking a fancy little cracker with meat and cheese when you let yourself in
His eyes flick to you and he smiles, eating his little cracker
You pick at his tray with him (he’ll let you, of course). “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Chokes on cracker. It’s not a good time
Almost drowns himself/further chokes trying to wash it down with drink
Can’t help but laugh at your...bold request
When he sees he’s kind of sputtered all over himself, he slips out of his clothes and makes a few witty jokes as your ‘naked butler’
Naked butler happily provides his services
Later he makes you picked crushed cracker off the floor with him
The second Asmo knew he passed everything (like he always does. Just because he’s pretty doesn’t mean he’s stupid!), he booked himself a full day pampering experience
His inner circle of beauty specialist know his routine so they save his spots for him
Asmo sweet-talked them into including his favorite human and he’s DYING to tell you and DYING to make his brothers jealous
You skip into his room, so bright and lovely, and hold his hands in the cute excited way he likes. Makes his heart skip a beat every time like it’s young love.
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Doesn’t expect it and has probably never been asked ‘Can I have some dick?’ in the thousands of years he’s been alive
Boy gives an airy laugh because he’s surprised and flattered. Of COURSE you want him (because who wouldn’t?) but he always gets a bit shy when it’s YOU asking
“Sounds amazing,” he’s already peppering you with kisses, “and I’m happy to provide but can we do it after our special spa day?”
You guys have a sweet, lazy round the day of the booking to ‘loosen up’ and ‘fully appreciate the services’ and he DEFINITELY worships you when all is said and done because ‘the epitome of beauty deserve the epitome of devotion’
Boy works hard and celebrates even harder. Usually with food
Because he’s always hungry and looking forward to eating, Beel likes to do his work ahead of time. The sooner he does it, the more time he has to eat!
He has to keep up good grades to stay on the sports teams, anyways
Solid B student, sometimes A’s. C’s and below aren’t a thing. He refuses.
Because he is also best boy and generally acts as Lucifer’s pseudo-enforcer, he also gets some bonus money.
The coach of his local sports team also pitches in because Beel is best boy and a TANK. He could literally carry the whole team
Beel’s all set to hit the town with his food money when find him and wrap your arms around him
He’s all excited and ready to tell you about the food money when you make his face catch fire. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Brain also stops. BEEL IS SO EMBARRASSED!
You’d rather have him than food? That’s pretty impressive! He’s honored!
But...what if you could have both? He’s totally down for both!
You celebrate your success by staying in (bed) and spoiling yourselves with food in-between rounds
Belphie is a ‘C’s get degrees’ kind of guy but C’s are his minimum. Tries for B’s and usually gets mid-to-low B’s.
With exams over he’s 100% down to sleep the day away and there’s NO REASON for ANYONE TO BUG HIM ABOUT IT!
Totally prepared to live in his finest pyjamas until school starts again. Might even treat himself to a new pillow or blanket!
If he hadn’t learned your scent by now, you wouldn’t have a face when you breach his blanket cocoon
Belphie just snorts and smiles at your little face and messy hair (the blankets give it static and mess it up)
You kiss his nose and wait to make sure he’s really awake before sharing the good news. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Laughs himself to the point of almost choking on one of his blankets
Throws himself out of the cocoon to breathe and wipe his tears away
But yes, yes you can. After he calms down, he pulls you onto his lap to straddle him.
It’s fun and lazy but a genuine celebration of the end of the semester
He’s the other part of the committee that saw your grades, so he knows
It’s a bit off his plate so he won’t have as many duties to attend to
Diavolo wasn’t sure when you’d come over, but Barbatos assured him you’d be over that day. He did his best to speed through his meetings and arrange his schedule to have a rest period
He asked Barbatos to prepare a small, modest lunch of finger foods and some complimentary tea
You may have thought Diavolo was making himself a plate when you walked in, but it was actually a plate for you
The prince of the Devildom almost dropped that plate when you said, “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Prince of Hell is super blushy and flustered and awkward and almost knocks his teacup off the table. Is suddenly scrambling to make sure he doesn’t know anything else off the table
Tries to compose himself but can’t help the boyish smile and laugh that escapes him
You’re just such a lovely, fascinating person! He’s so happy to have you. His life seems eternal but you make it so fresh and new! His heart just bursts with love and delight.
Is no longer worried about the food or pushing in your chair for you. Offers his lap instead. “I have an opening for that,” he assures, pulling you onto his lap.
Diavolo likes to think he’s thoughtful about taking you on the floor because Barbatos doesn’t have much to clean up.
If your stomach grumbles after you’re settled and sleepy, he pulls himself off your body long enough to grab a plate from the table and put it beside your head.
Demons have more stamina and it would be un-princely of him not to spoil you, so he feeds you until you’re too sleepy to eat.
It’s exhausting to be able to see multiple timelines and see into the future.
He never knows how far into the future he’s seeing, or if it’s in the timeline he’s currently in
All he knows is he heard you ask him for dick and almost dumped the wrong thing in the soup, okay?
Had to excuse himself and ask someone on the cooking team to take over for him while he “dealt with another matter” (laughed it out where no one could hear him)
I’m not sure if Barbatos is considered a student at RAD, but Diavolo must be too. We’ll say he is. Boy is a master of self-discipline and scheduling so he’s fine. Flawless, as a butler should be. It carries over into all things.
It’s a delicate balance sometimes, but he’s type A and used to being busy so it works itself out. He does well.
Barbatos simply looks forward to having less to do. Focusing on Diavolo can be a job all its own.
He was planning on making a few sweets for Luke and the others. Diavolo suggested a “pot luck” to celebrate. It’s something the humans came up with and he seems to like it. It turns into sweets for the pot luck
Probably makes you a special mini-dessert or a special portion of the dessert
If he’s in control of plate presentation, you might get a special sauce heart of chocolate heart
When Diavolo is generous enough to include him in the celebration (because he deserves it and you’re there, so it’d be cruel not to), Barbatos makes small talk and woos you subtly
You ask him to “show you where to take the dishes” to get him alone. He can feel it in his little demon bones. You’re about to do it.
You do it.
You’re basically vibrating with excitement because you probably planned this and think you’re very clever. Human enthusiasm is so darling and it makes his heart pitter-patter to think you were simply bursting to ask HIM this.
“But of course,” he helps you stack the plates and guides your hand to the silverware sorter because you’re looking at him instead of what you’re doing. You almost put a fork in the spoon section. “Covered in chocolate? Plain?”
He’s trying to one-up you. He loves seeing his human change colors and not know what to do.
You whisper “I prefer wet,” back in his ear and Barbatos wonders how he didn’t see THAT in any of his visions
You: 1, Barbatos: 0. Helpless. Defenseless. Horny.
“That will be ready shortly,” he’s already pulling you away, down the hall, to meet your request.
It wouldn’t serve him to do poorly in the Devildom. Basically wasted opportunity
He’s not a straight A student but he does well. Really pulls out the stops on major projects and things that are worth more points than others
Isn’t perfect at everything but makes up for it. Solid B’s, always really close to A’s. At least a couple low A’s.
Solomon doesn’t quite know how he wants to celebrate. He knows Asmo’s already pestering him to go shopping or clubbing
He’s considering it. He’d like to drink, honestly
You show up, light of his life, his favorite person, and he feels himself warm with joy
He revels in being the only other human in the Devildom. It makes your relationship that much more special, he thinks. It’s kind of stupid, but it’s something to coyly hold over the others whenever he sees fit. All in play, of course (not).
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Pretends to think and looks anywhere but your face. If he looks at your face he’ll blush himself stupid and won’t be able to say anything smart.
He can’t lie. He’s already hard. He appreciates humor and wit and you’re all of it.
Very bold of you to come onto him like that, and he’s 100% for it.
“Can you take it?” Solomon wishes he said something smoother, that he wasn’t already slipping between your legs and grinding against you like the weak man he was. He doesn’t regret it though because the friction is good. Something you both need.
He whispers against your skin and gives you light, sloppy kisses with a hint of teeth.
He gives, and he’s generous. He wants to reward your efforts.
Simeon makes it a point of personal pride to do well in the Devildom
That’s the utmost symbol of peace and understanding, isn’t it? To embrace their culture and livelihood and do well? To do well means he’s understanding them and walking in their shoes. It’s only right
He works hard and does well. Doesn’t stress himself out with A’s since he’s keeping up his grades because it’s required. He’d rather reconnect with the brothers and try to help Luke enjoy the Devildom.
He’s happy to spend his free time taking Luke to places in the Devildom, trying to visit the House of Lamentation, and maybe working on some things for TSL since editors are clamoring for more
You stop by because he’s been fairly quiet, wrapped up in his favorite writing sweater with his little editing glasses on
Simeon smiles and greets you with his little ‘Hi, angel’ as he kisses your hand.
Boy almost breaks his favorite pen when you ask him for...for dick?
He’s not absolutely clueless but this boy has been in ‘holy angel’ mode for centuries. He struggles with texting and stickers and you expect him to know slang?!
So confused he takes his glasses off. Boy can’t comprehend
“You’re asking me to procure one? Like...the ones humans use from those stores? You want mine? Well, I certainly hope so because we’re--oh...”
He could write books of poetry about you, and though he doesn’t like to admit it, he’s had those thoughts
“Well,” he’s standing up from his chair and guides you so gently to his bed it’s like you’re floating on a cloud. He lays you down just as gently, fabrics whispering as he slips out of his sweater and it pools at his feet. “I wouldn’t be a very good angel if I ignored the wishes of my dear human, would I?”
Doesn’t really see the point of sex as a reward, but will never turn down a moment to show how cherished you are.
Hope you liked it :)
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𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐔𝐓 ⵓ obey me! brothers ( satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor ) x female! reader
warning/s: sub! reader, oral ( fem receiving ), begging, fingering, teasing, overstimulation, dacryphilia, edging
notes: sorry i haven’t posted much— i’ve been busy with personal life ^^ anyway i hope u enjoy! lucifer, mammon, and leviathan’s on part one! <3 also this is unedited it’s like 7 am rn IM SORRY
“beg for it.”
he glared at you, slowly running his fingers through your cunt. you whimpered, “o-oh satan… please! make me feel good!”
“yeah? i don’t think you deserve my cock just yet,” he chuckled, bringing his face closer to your pussy. “i’ll eat you out first, but you better not cum ‘til i say so or i won’t fuck you.”
“yes, yes! i just need you so bad— aah!”
when you feel his tongue teasing your clit, you swore you saw stars. he noticed your reaction and slipped a finger inside you with a smile. “don’t cum yet, okay?”
“go on, continue doing your homework,” asmodeus said in a teasing tone, removing your panties. you whimpered silently when he placed a kiss on your inner thighs.
“asmo… don’t tease.”
a giggle escaped his lips, “sorry, darling. you look so cute when i do, like when i…” his tongue suddenly licked your clit and you gasped, accidentally letting go of your pen.
“a-asmodeus!” you covered your mouth and closed your eyes. “don’t stop, just eat me out! i-i’ll do my homework and be a good girl for you…”
he hummed in satisfaction, “m’kay lovely, don’t hold your moans back~”
after two orgasms, he still hasn’t stopped eating you out. but what can he do, you tasted so good.
“oh my—!” you cried out, gripping his hair as he continuously sucked on your folds and inserting his tongue in your pussy. you sobbed from the pleasure. “please, please, please— beel! i’m going to—“
and finally, your third orgasm washed over you, and he made sure to not leave a single drop. your body was still shaky from the overstimulation, so after he cleaned you up he plopped beside you and kissed your lips.
“sorry, baby,” beelzebub whispered, burying his face into your neck. “you’re just so delicious.”
you flashed a tired but contented smile, “mmm, it’s okay, you always make me feel good.”
“you like that, huh?” he looked up at you, smirking at your state. “you look so pretty when you cry.”
“belphie…! i’ll be such a good girl for you! make me cum, please! you’re the only one who can make me feel this good!” you babbled, then moaning when you feel his tongue flicking your clit. “oh— fuck!”
“you gonna cum?” you nodded vigorously, clenching your eyes as you feel yourself almost there—
but he pulled away from your cunt, and it faded.
you heard him laugh as he reached to your cheeks to wipe your tears while you whined, “you actually think i’m gonna let you cum that easily? we’re only getting started, love.”
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Heard ya wanted to try writing for the Obey Me! Fandom. I assume this probably won't be your first request for it, but if it is, that will be a first for me too. 🤣
Can you do headcannons for a f!mc who prefers the brothers more demonic side?
(A/n: I guess it's a day of firsts😅)
Hope you enjoy~♥️
Age rating: None
The 7 Brothers with a F!MC That Loves Their Demon Form
Though his pride would never allow him to admit this, when he first revealed his demon form to you he was extremely nervous
I mean, to him, it was already surprising that you were so accepting about the brothers being demons in the first place and now he's just supposed to show you his true form? Of course he was anxious
When he finally steeled himself, he called you into his office saying he needed to talk
Once you were sat down he explained that Diavolo had commanded that he and the other 6 show you their demon forms
That he had said it would be better to acquaint you with a demon's true form via demons you knew and trusted
Even better to start out with the one you were dating
With that he shifted, spread his wings to their full length, and awaited your response
As he waited for your reaction he prepared himself for the worst possible scenarios
He expected you to be terrified of him or to fling some of the many deprecating words he's heard in all his years as a demon
Or worst of all, as much as it pained him, he was prepared for you to break up with him
What he didn't expect was for you to squeal and run over to glide your fingers through his wings' feathers, claiming that they were "so soft and fluffy"
Or to hear you say that you thought his horns made him look hot
Knowing that you accepted him completely filled him with so much love and pride (surprisingly not for himself for once)
From that point on, whenever he was stressed or had a bad day he would come to you shifted and lay his head in your lap or on your chest as you ran your fingers across his horns or played with his wings
Eventually, it got to the point that you developed such a love of how soft his feathers are that you would start asking him to shift just so you could run your hands through the soft, black plumage
All in all, it's extremely relaxing for the both of you and was a great way for you guys to get even closer to each other
When he first introduced you to his demon form he expected you to be nervous and to turn him away
Of course, he didn't show that insecurity and acted cocky as usual
"Of course you think I look cool, I'm THE Great Mammon!"
"Any puny human would be impressed.."
On the inside, though, he's more relieved than he'd ever admit
The first time that you touched his wings you were shocked to say the least
You expected them to be leathery but surprisingly they felt more velvety than anything
From that point on you were enamored with running your fingertips gently across the soft surface of the membrane
Once he knows that you like his true form, be prepared for him to take full advantage
He'll do one of two things to get you to pay him the attention he deserves:
Option one: He'll go directly up to you, shifted, and badger you with no shame until you give him your undivided attention
Option two: He'll withhold letting you mess with his wings until you crack and beg him to shift
Personally, he loves it when when you run your fingers through his hair and rub the base of his horns
It feels like heaven in hell for him and if he could he would just lay with you as you cuddle him close forever
This poor baby didn't even mean to show you yet
He was playing one of his many games and got so worked up that he shifted without realizing
You were laying in his bed scrolling through your phone when you heard a swishing noise coming from your boyfriend's direction
Saying you were surprised when you looked up would be an understatement
Glancing towards the tv, you see, in all his glory, your purple-haired otaku- tail swishing back and forth, clearly agitated
Though you had never seen this version of your beloved, all you could think about was how cute he looked- eyes narrowed with focus, the tip of his tail flicking every now and then
When Levi finally noticed your staring, the poor demon was so flustered
His face turned bright red with embarrassment as he noticed your gaze
He was about to tell you that he could shift back if his demon form made you uncomfortable, but you beat him to it with a:
"How you doinnnn~"
No, I'm totally kidding 😂
But once you reassured him that you liked his true form, he was a lot more relaxed around you
If you're looking for some Levi Cuddles™ but he's busy he'll shift and wrap his tail around your waist, pulling you tightly against his side
If he has to ask you to mess with his tail though? Be prepared for one red demon
He gets super flustered asking you to play with his tail as he games, even though he knows you love it just as much as him
10/10 do recommend randomly touching his tail- it never fails to turn him into a stuttering mess
Satan was is the library, shifted, relaxing and hiding away from his brothers' antics when you came bursting into the room claiming you needed him to his you from Mammon
Upon further investigation, he discovered that you had cheated on n a game of poker with the second born
Agreeing to aid you just as the Avatar of Greed flung open the doors yelling for you, he shifted to hide you behind him
Somehow he smooth talked his brother put of the library without alerting him to your presence
Turning to look at you, he noticed you looking at his tail in wonder
Questioning you about it you merely expressed that you thought his tail was really cool
"It's just really cool, non of the other brothers have a gradient on their demon features.. it's unique.."
Congratulations you just rendered the Avatar of Wrath speechless
Whenever you were next to him he would pull you in close with his tail just because he knows it flusters you
On the flip side you could always fluster him back by complimenting the color scheme of his demon form..
Without realizing it, over time, he developed a habit of wrapping his tail around your leg when he is jealous or just overwhelmed with emotion, it's grounding
(sorry this was so much like Levi's.. there's only so much you can do with a tail😅)
You saw his demon form pretty early on upon coming to the devildom
Asmo is unapologetically him and doesn't care to show it
*Gets cocky about you liking their demon form pt. 2*
His demon form was so pretty that you couldn't help saying something even if you wanted to
"Of course it is! My entire being is radiant!😏"
(Not so) Secretly loves it when you offer to help him with his wing beauty routine:
I.e helping him exfoliate, clean, or moisturize his wings
He especially loves how much care you use when handling them
He doesn't hesitate to tell you how good it feels for you to touch his wings either-
"If you keep that up, little minx, you'll be in for a long night~~"
All in all, is appreciative of finally having someone who understands the importance of self care/upkeep
*Pt. 2 of not really caring*
He was just shoving his face in the kitchen in the middle of the night when you went to get a glass of water
The only real shocker to you was that the already large demon somehow got even larger
The 6'9" (that's what came up when I searched his height 🤷) gentle giant was now well over 7'
Continuing to get your water you made a comment on how, because of the fridge light, his wings created a stunning rainbow light show on the wall of the kitchen
That ignited something in Beel that he didn't know existed
In all his years of life, he had never really heard his wings associated with something beautiful
Most people tended to have some distain for how they looked, due to them being very insect reminiscent
But for someone, especially someone whom he cared so much about to state that they were pretty?
He could have burst from happiness
From that point on, he made it his mission to get more compliments out of you (not that it was hard, you truly loved how unique his demon form was)
If you guys were somewhere with random streams of light, he would always coincidentally stand to where the light would shine through and make gorgeous iridescent patterns on either you or the wall
He just wants to impress you and to hear that you truly do love him, and if he has to do that with his wings, so be it..
Sleepy Boi Hours™
He was asleep when you walked into the twins room and saw his demon form
He hadn't hid it from you, there was just never an instance where you could see it
He woke up to the feeling of his tail getting messed with, only to find that you were braiding the switch
When he asked you what you were doing all he got in response was:
"it's soft, what'd you expect"
Not really sure how to respond, and also not really caring, he left you to it and fell back asleep
Needless to say, it became a sort of routine for you guys
Whenever you guys would lay down to sleep, he would shift and wordlessly flit his tail towards your hands until you started to play with it, lulling him into some of the best sleeps he's ever had
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holding their hand in public
mammon, leviathan, satan, asmo
fluffy + headcanons + gn reader
let me just say the pride that flows through him at this moment is overwhelming, but of course, he won't show nor tell you it. he side eyes you with a smile and quickly squeezes your hand. "ah so you want everyone to know you belong to me, eh?" he teases, letting you roll your eyes or huff at his remark. but if you dare joke about letting his hand go his heart will break. I have a feeling he'll be bragging about this moment to the other brothers once you two get back.
leviathan doesn't do PDA and he likes to claim it doesnt like him either; his reasoning? "well why would someone do that with me?" so after trail and error of trying to kiss him in public, the most tame form of PDA you could try was holding his hand. so when you were in line waiting for some ruri-chan merch, you did just that. gently, you hold his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers and watching his light blush of excitement turn into a dark red. he'll complain about how his hands are sweaty or anything to make you pull away, even if he doesn't want you to.
you've held hands countless times in public and of course he's the one always grabbing for yours, so when you do it it feels ... special. it doesn't necessarily count as public but when you reached for his hand to show him some book you found interest to grab his attention his heart melted. sure it was simple but he'll never grow tired of this feeling.
you already know he's gonna be so happy. with the amount of showing you off he does in public, holding hands is nothing — but, that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy it. the moment he feels your hand in his, he'll lock his fingers between yours and move off to the side; he likes to make room so your hands can be visible. he wants the whole mall to know he's yours and you're his.
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THE OBEY ME! DEMON BROTHER’S LOVE LANGUAGES
Pairing: All Obey Me! Demon Brothers x Gender Neutral! Main Character
Content Warning: A few earlier chapter spoilers (all appropriately tagged), and some implied NSFW (these headcanons are NOT smutty, but some can be implied to be), mention of death
Word count: 3.9k+
Summary: My headcanons of the seven brother’s primary and secondary love languages!
© 2021, takeaslicex. All Rights Reserved.
Lucifer’s primary love language would be ACTS OF SERVICE.
He already spends so much time looking after his brothers, keeping everyone out of trouble, and working hard to please Lord Diavolo, that beginning to look after you would become second nature. In fact, it’s his job to make sure your needs are met as the human exchange student, so making sure that you are taken care of is literally in the job description as he has pledged his loyalty to Lord Diavolo.
However, it didn’t take very long for Lucifer’s service to you to become voluntary rather than mandatory.
Though Lucifer would never admit it at the risk of wounding his pride, he would do almost anything to make sure that you were happy, healthy, and/or safe.
His acts of services range from the smallest acts to the big ones - but they all matter.
If you’re struggling in any of your classes, Lucifer would be the first to know, and more than likely would be the only one who would actually sit down and help you. If you were feeling physically unwell, he’d be at your side with medicine in a minute. If you were feeling emotionally unwell, you’d be in his arms in a second.
These acts of service would typically cause you to think you were putting too much on his plate, but Lucifer never fails to remind you how much he cares about you.
“Lucifer, I don’t need you to come over. You already have a lot going on today. It was just a nightmare. I’ll be okay, I’m just being ridiculous.” “MC, if I thought you were being ridiculous for one moment, I wouldn’t have offered to come over. I’ll be over in a minute - I’m all yours for the rest of the night. I love you endlessly, and I’m always here for you, do not forget that.” *cue a night full of cuddles and backrubs long after you were lulled back to sleep*
Lucifer’s secondary love language would be QUALITY TIME.
Lucifer is an extremely busy demon and barely makes time for himself, so if he makes time for you, then you are incredibly special to him.
I personally think that he prefers spending quality time alone with just you, rather than spending it in public with prying eyes. That way, he could be most himself, and most importantly, have you all to himself rather than sharing you with his brothers.
Lounging on his couch with a chess board in front of you? Listening to each other’s favorite music together? Simply existing in each other’s arms? Absolutely nothing better than that in his eyes.
He also really likes having you in his study while he’s doing paperwork - even if you’re just sitting on one of his chairs while he’s working. Although, sometimes, having you in the room while he’s trying to focus can prove to be distracting, so this occurrence is a bit more rare.
“Y/N.” “Yeah, Luci?” “Can you come to my office at once, please? I have more paperwork for Lord Diavolo than I’d like to handle at the moment, and I would love it if I had something pleasing to look at while I’m busy.” “Of course. Can I help you out with your paperwork?” “That would be lovely, my Y/N. Please come over as soon as you can - I’ve been dying to see you.”
However, he does absolutely love to show you off in public as well. It’s a pride thing.
Whether it’s taking you out to an expensive restaurant, laying with you at the beach, accompanying you to the human world, or simply walking you around the streets of…. well, Hell, he knows how good you look at his side.
A power couple if I’ve ever seen one.
Mammon’s love language, naturally, is GIFT GIVING.
Whether it’s Mammon himself out shopping, or if it’s one of his brothers spending the money, Mammon found it hard to shop for himself without shopping for you, too. If he’s out shopping anywhere, he’s always on the lookout for something you may like as well.
“Hey, human! I bought these flowers for ya while I was out shopping today. Go ahead and thank The Great Mammon for that, MC! Because you’re welcome!”
Most of the time it’s one of his brothers paying for whatever gift he bought you. Or, even you yourself. But since Mammon is the one who picked it out and handed it to you, it totally counts, right? As long as you don’t question how the gift was paid for, you’re good.
However, since he’s totally been in love with his favorite human since day one, he finds it pretty much impossible to go shopping without spending his money on you. He just loves your reactions to the things you buy him, no matter how big or small.
“Well I… bought this for ya because it reminded me of ya, ya know? Because I… I love ya, MC. You’re pretty special to me.”
I could definitely see him gifting you with clothing and jewelry more than anything, since he’s not exactly uneducated in the fashion department. He totally would give you clothing that he’d love to see you in, or even clothing that would match his. Cringey? Maybe. Does he care? Absolutely not. You’re his human, after all.
Mammon’s secondary love language would be PHYSICAL TOUCH.
As I mentioned before, Mammon’s been pining for you since day one. And while gift-giving and spending his quality time with you was always something he could do as friends, touching his favorite human was only a benefit he could indulge himself in once he finally got to claim you as his. So… once he got to touch you in the most intimate of ways, he never got enough of it. Ever.
Mammon, being the total tsundere that he is, would be different depending on whether or not the two of you are alone, and his touches would be no different.
If he’s in public with you, his touches would be almost proud and claiming. With an arm wrapped around your waist and your head under his chin, Mammon would proudly announce, “Incoming - The Great Mammon with his absolutely stunning human! Since I’m feeling quite generous today, you can all look at how good we look together. Feel free to thank me later!”
However, when he’s alone with you, he’s the biggest softie - and so are his touches. A complete cuddle bug, you’re almost always enveloped in his embrace, or vice-versa. He likes to lay with his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat, but he also likes being the big spoon and encasing your entire body against his.
Also, consider this: either him spinning you around, or you spinning him around. *sobs*
Just touch him, or let him touch you - please!
Levi’s love language is undoubtedly QUALITY TIME.
Levi really values his free time. He canonically loves nothing more than immersing himself into video games, anime, and fiction. So, if he chooses to spend his time with you instead, or if he invites you to do his favorite things with you, then he really loves you.
Spending time with him is him showcasing all of his interests to you. Often, he gets made fun of for his interests in anime, gaming, and cosplaying, so introducing all of his interests to you in their entirety would be a pretty big deal for him - because he wants to share them with you, not just tell you about them.
“Listen well Y/N, because I’m going to explain this to you however many times it takes because I’m not dating no normie, got that? The Tale of the Seven Lords isn’t just a masterpiece because of the plot, but also because - ”
Spending his time doing and watching his favorite things with you just makes it all the more fun for him. You’re his favorite Player Two, his favorite anime binge-watcher, his favorite midnight-premier buddy, and favorite person to accidentally spoil things to.
Also, if you had any interests that he didn’t share, I think he would be willing to experience them with you as well as long as he got to spend time with you. As long as you take an interest in his interests, he’d be willing to indulge you in your interests, too.
Of course, with you being from the human world, you have the pleasure of introducing him to your favorite games and anime from your world, too. If you walk into his room with a new DVD set of an anime you like from the human world? Prepare to be locked in his room with him for the next week.
Levi’s secondary love language would be through GIFT GIVING.
Of course, his gifts wouldn’t be as grand as Mammon’s would be, but they would be a lot more personal in my opinion.
Levi’s idea of a gift would be personal items that mean a lot to him, such as limited-edition items, a copy of his favorite video game, a soundtrack from an anime he likes, figurines, a collector’s edition manga, or anything else that he holds dear to his heart from one of his fixations.
If Levi were to notice that you were really into one of the animes you were watching, or if you really liked the video game that you two were playing together, I think that he would be quick to give you something from his collection if it made you happy.
“Here, I want you to have this. It’s a limited edition Ruri-chan figurine - only 100 of these exist in the entire world… and, since you love the anime so much, I… thought you’d like it. But, if you break or damage Ruri-chan in any way, I won’t hesitate to ban you from watching The Magical Ruri Hana with me ever again, you got that? So, uh… enjoy, I really hope you like it, Y/N.”
Initially, I think that Levi would be hesitant to give you anything from his collection, given his envy or even just his general love for fiction. However, upon seeing your face light up the second you realized he was giving you something so special to him, he never became more sure of anything in his life.
Satan’s primary love language would be QUALITY TIME.
Satan is pretty independent and values his free time to be by himself, very similarly to Levi, so having you around him in any capacity during his free time is his way of showing you that he loves you.
His main interests being those of books and fine arts, laying in his arms while he reads his favorite book out loud to you or introducing you to his favorite detective show would be a perfect night in his mind…
...so much in fact, that he starts bringing you to all of his favorite places that have to do with his interests. You quickly became his companion to his book club, and you take frequent dates to museums and art galleries together.
“Hello darling, we’re reading the number one best-selling book in the human world in our book club today. I thought that it would feel a bit like home to you, and I think that it would be nice to experience a piece of your world together. Would you mind accompanying me tonight, Y/N?”
Also, with him being the big animal advocate that he is, I really hope you don’t hate the many little furry creatures of Hell, because you’re about to be visiting quite a few shelters with him. That, and creature-cafes as well.
One time for one of your anniversaries, you managed to convince Lucifer to let you surprise Satan with a trip to the human world so that he could see more cats than he could handle by visiting animal shelters and going to a cat cafe. It was the one time you’ve ever seen him tear up in your life.
Much like Levi, I also think that Satan would be pretty willing to take an interest in your interests as well, as long as he got to discuss them with you and have you next to him while he enjoyed them.
Regarding his sin, I also believe that spending time with you is a good way for him to subdue his wrath as well. When you’re with him, it’s a lot easier for him to control his emotions and keep his wrath in check. You keep him calm and collected, and as his peace, he adores having you around.
I believe that Satan’s secondary love language would be WORDS OF AFFIRMATION.
Due to Satan’s respectable and typically composed nature, Satan isn’t one to beat around the bush and tiptoe around his feelings and what he wants to say. If he loves you, or if he’s happy around you, he’s going to tell you just that.
I don’t think that his words of affirmation would be as outstanding and vocal as Asmodeus (see below), however, I think that he would never hide his feelings from you, since his sin is bred from a strong emotion, after all.
“Y/N! Thank you so much for coming with me today. Your presence makes me so happy - I really like having you with me, even if it’s just something as small as grabbing a drink. I love you.”
Also, consider Satan recommending you his favorite books, and upon reading them, it becomes quickly apparent that the romance in these books is how he truly feels about you. It’s not him personally saying these words of affirmation, but he might as well be.
Staying true to his title, the Avatar of Lust’s love language is PHYSICAL TOUCH.
Asmodeus is a very physical person towards everyone, so if he loves you, he’d definitely be more physical and touchy than anything.
PDA is a part of the package with him - he’s 10000% into holding your hand, cuddling with you, hugging you, and kissing you in front of everyone, and wherever he wants. He does NOT care.
When you guys are alone together, Asmo’s just as physical as well. How he acts in public with you vs. how he acts in private with you is a line that blurs constantly.
Essentially, there’s always at least one part of his body on you. Whether it’s his hand on your thigh, or his fingers through your hair, or his arms around your waist, or your entire self sat perched on his lap is entirely dependent on the situation.
He just really loves the way your skin feels under his fingers.
“Oh darling! Your skin is just so soft, and… warm ❤. Why don’t you come a little closer so I can touch you in other places, hm?”
I don’t think that a relationship without touching would work when it comes to Asmo. Of course, I believe that he would be pretty understanding about boundaries and respect when you don’t want to be touched. But the physical nature of his love is a big one - and as long as he’s touching you, everything is alright in the Devildom.
Asmo’s secondary love language would be WORDS OF AFFIRMATION, though I believe that his primary and secondary love language could be switched.
Out of all of the brothers, Asmodeus would be the most straightforward with expressing his love and what he wants to say to you through actual words.
I truly believe that MC is the first person that he has had truly genuine romantic feelings for. Oftentimes, lust and love have a funny way of blending together, and it’s quite easy to mistake one for the other. However, it’s quite apparent to him, and to all of his brothers as well, that he truly is in love with you.
Also, if you are truly in love with him back, and you don’t just see him as lust and sex personified? Oh boy, are you going to make this demon melt like putty.
So, with that being said… he would never let you forget how much he loves you. How could he not let the first person he’s ever truly been in love with know that he loves them every second of the day?
“Oh, Y/N… my sweetheart, I love you so much. I love you so much that I could hold you and kiss you a thousand times a day and never get bored of it. I want you now and forever, don’t you get that, my beautiful human? Won’t you let me love you forever, please?”
Just let him give you lots of kisses and tell you how much he loves you, please.
Beel, being the big softie that he is, his love language would be PHYSICAL TOUCH.
I headcanon my MC as incredibly small compared to Beel, but either way since Beel is pretty big, I think that having you wrapped in his arms would just be the best thing in the world to him because it would feel like he was protecting you.
** SPOILERS ** When Beel was dealing with the early chapter grievances regarding Belphie and Lilith, you were a tremendous help to him in every sense of the word. One of the ways you were a comfort to him was through holding his hand and sleeping with him at night, so naturally, he associates touching you with loving you.
You just fit so perfectly in his arms, okay?
Beel doesn’t think twice about touching you in public - though his touches would be fairly innocent. He likes having you perched on his lap with his arms around your waist, holding your hand as you walk the halls of the Devildom, or holding your thigh during meals.
Of course, handsy makeout sessions in the kitchen during snack runs or while you two were making dinner together have been known to happen more than once… (the two of you aren’t allowed to make dinner together anymore, actually.)
In private, Beel is just as big of a softie with his touches as he is in public. He loves having you lay straight across his chest, even if it’s just to talk and hang out rather than just sleep. However, holding you while you two fall asleep together is his favorite part of his day next to… well, eating.
“Beel baby, what’s wrong?” “Nothing.” “...” “I woke up and you had rolled over to the other side of the bed, that’s all.” “Oh my god, I love you so much. Want me to come back and we can cuddle until my next class?” “Yes! Come back soon, please.” “And, I love you too.” “Now come back to bed.”
Shoulder rubs and back rubs are his things, and if it’s you giving the massage - especially after a game or a tough workout - then this demon is going to be getting literal heart eyes for you.
Beel’s secondary love language would be GIFT GIVING - and it’s a very specific gift he would give to you. If you guessed food, then you’re a thousand percent correct.
Being the Avatar of Gluttony and a huge foodie, sharing his food with you in any capacity is basically the same as saying “I love you” for him.
The first time Beel offered you some Super Spicy Devil Fries off of his plate at lunch one day, all of his brothers and you included all stopped dead in your tracks.
“Hey MC, you want some of my fries? I know how much you like them - so here, have some of mine.” *Cue Asmo choking on his food, Levi and Belphie’s mouth dropping, Satan dropping his fork, Mammon quite literally hollering, Lucifer’s eyebrows raising, and you doing all of the above*
Basically, you’re the only person in the world who’s safe from his wrath if you touch his food. Anybody else would be on the floor in a hot second.
Belphie’s is the hardest to pinpoint for me, but I think that just like his twin brother, his love language would be PHYSICAL TOUCH - and for a very specific reason.
** SPOILERS ** Belpie was incredibly close to his younger sister Lilith. Upon realizing that you’re a descendant of his sister, and the closest thing he’ll ever get to having his human sister back, I think that touching you (in a non-sexual way) would make him feel closer to her.
Of course, he would like to touch you just for you being you as well.
Since he’s the Avatar of Sloth, and thus a very tired and lazy demon by default, I think that he would eventually learn to associate comfort and rest with being with you, and would only want to nap or lounge around if you were there to do it with him.
“MC, I’m tired.” “Take a nap, baby.” “I can’t.” “Why not?” “Because you’re not in my arms, obviously? Come to my room now, please.”
You’ve had quite a few arguments about which of the two of you can be the big spoon or the little spoon for the night, because there’s just so many perks with being the big spoon. Of course, there’s perks with being the little spoon, too, so you both let the other win the argument from time to time.
Having you pressed firmly against him under the coldest and comfiest blankets in Hell is literal heaven to him. He just wants to have his arms around you all the time, okay?
In public, I think he would be prone to sleeping on you too, since you’re just so comfortable and because he loves and trusts you so much. How many photos are out there of Belphie sleeping on your shoulder in class? Too many.
I’ve thought hard about this, and I think that Belphie’s secondary love language would be ACTS OF SERVICE.
** SPOILERS ** Belphie definitely regrets killing MC - like, infinitely. I think that no matter how hard he tries to forgive himself, or no matter how much MC or his brothers have already forgiven him, I think that killing someone you’d later fall in love with would be a big weight you could never truly get off of your shoulders and forgive yourself for.
With that being said, I think that Belphie would take special liberty in protecting you and making up for the wrong he committed in any way possible.
He’d often check in on you and make sure that all of your wants and needs have been taken care of, to making sure you ate breakfast that morning, to checking in on you when you’re with his brothers to make sure you weren’t too overstimulated or stressed out.
This would be an easy thing to pinpoint - that he was often doing things to overcompensate for what he did to you. However, while it’s true in part that he’s doing these acts of service out of guilt, he’s also doing these things for you because he loves you and wants you to be happy all the time.
“Belphie, my love, I know what you’re trying to do and I promise you that you don’t have to. Okay?” “Of course I do, Y/N - you don’t understand.” “Okay, so help me understand, please.” “I-I just… just let me do this for you, okay? I love you so much. Just let me do this.” “...” “Belphie?” “Yes?” “You know I forgive you for what you did, right?”
Belphie can’t take back what he did, but he’d happily spend the rest of your life making it up to you if that’s what it took. He just loves you so much - and if he can keep you happy, healthy, and safe through his actions, then it’ll never be an issue for him.
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Asmo :"Mc is definitely being influenced by us all." * takes a bite of his cake*
Mammon: * mouth full of cake*" exactly! They were pretty normal before but now we might as well call them the eighth sin, they're just as bad as us."
Lucifer:* stops eating his cake * "Absolutely not! mc Is a wonderful being and we enjoy them immensely!"
Mc:* walks in* "sup sluts" *takes a piece of cake and uses their hands to take a bite, shoots finger guns to mammon and asmo ,grabs a juice box off the counter and walks out with their cake peice in hand.*
Lucifer:"...." * looking horrified *
Lucifer:"Upon second thought maybe the eighth sin makes sense..."
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