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lordiavolo · 16 hours ago
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etcrow · a day ago
Beel: ?
MC: did you eat my pudding?
Beel: *sad demon noises* sowwy
MC: *sad human noises* but it was mine...!
Beel: wait, I will buy you a full pack
MC: I just want one, you can keep the others *sobbing*
Beel: did I do something wrong again?
MC: *hugs Beel* no, I just find cute you want to share food with me
Belphie: technically, he ate your pudding
Beel: *happy demon noises* sure, pumpkin
Belphie: hey I want one, too
Beel: okay I will be back soon
Belphie: don't eat them all while you're coming back
Beel: I will try
MC: *wheeze* I can't get mad at him, he is too precious
Belphie: but you easily get mad at ME
MC: you're an evil creature that uses me as a pillow
Belphie: true, you are a nice pillow
MC: thanks!
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felixsobeymecorner · a day ago
You lot are about to hate me-
Two and a half months for all of them and I want to redo Lucifer and mammon
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gxccitete · 12 days ago
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BELPHEGOR : wallpapers [ obey me ]
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don’t repost or remove watermark !!
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cleumin · a month ago
r requests open? if they are i wanna request belphie, mammon, and lucifer when reader just kinda slithers up into their jacket/shirt when they're cold, and how'd they react?? they/them prns pls <3 (srry if u got this double times my wifi sucks and wonnt let me see if i alr asked it :')
requests r open!! it says so right below the 'RULES' section in my pinned post!
ALSO IM SO SRRY IT TOOK SO LONG- i was in my drafts nd i forgot abt it :') liek twice-
alsoalso, m not sure if it notifies u so m just gonna tag u ok?
requested by the lovely @victowgwantz !! thank u 4 requesting!!
ok, on 2 the post!
warnings? nope! lmk if i'm wrong tho!
characters included? lucifer, mammon, leviathan, belphegor
he's so smug. so so smug.
but also don't put ur cold hands near him!
he squealed like a lil kid the first time u did this. ur hands r cold, okay!!
anywho, he's so happy you trust him enough
he wraps his arms around you, and holds you close, keeping you nice nd warm
-> MAMMON !!
he fucking loves it when u do this <3
please please please do this more often lol
he wants u to do this in public but actually please dont
he'd start blushing like crazy lmao
another 1 whos so happy u trust him enough!!
levi nd belphie below the cut!!
r u looking 2 kill him? bc if u keep pulling shit like this hes gonna die of embarrassment or smth
he thinks ur so cute when u do this lmao
but also hes like all like why??
bc he isnt that warm either?? thats why he wears that funky long jacket, its all toasty nd warm :))
hes sooo warm!! nd soooo soft <3
he loves it when u do this
he doesnt get embarrassed (unlike some of his brothers most certainly would) its just 2 much effort ig (i feel ya bestie)
he thinks its super cute but also why do u trust him this much??
also, keep in mind if u do this ur stuck 4 like atleast an hour, hes going 2 take a nap nd hes very strong so u cant break free lmao
-> AUTHOR !!
requests r open if ur interested!
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two-gays-in-a-trenchcoat · 21 days ago
Worse Than Death: Obey Me! Brothers x gn!reader, part 1
In which a haywire spell results in MC being transported to a different timeline where they have no memory of the brothers or anything about the Devildom. The brothers, however, do remember, and need to win MC’s heart while acting as humans in order to restore the original timeline.
Based on this post
SFW, 4.9k
“What,” Lucifer growled, red eyes flashing. “Happened here?”
You offered him a sheepish smile while Mammon scrambled to hide behind you, Levi soon following. Beel stood off to the side, looking at his feet, and Belphie stood behind him, almost protective. Satan and Asmo tried to look busy, like they weren’t involved and didn’t even see Lucifer.
And behind you sat the smoldering ruins of what used to be the eastern half of the House of Lamentation.
“I go out for one hour,” Lucifer said, and no one dared to even breathe. “One hour! And you all managed to burn an ancient building to the ground.”
Levi cleared his throat, fidgeting as his eyes darted around. “It wasn’t exactly all of us-”
“I don’t need excuses,” Lucifer snapped, and Levi swallowed his words. Lucifer rubbed the bridge of his nose, groaning. “I need an explanation.”
Silence. No one dared speak up, fearing Lucifer’s wrath. It was you who made the first move, deciding that someone had to say something, or it’d end up even worse.
“It was my fault,” you said. “I started the whole thing.”
“Hey, that’s not fair!” Levi interjected. “I was a part of it, too. You can’t take all the blame.”
“Yeah,” Mammon piped up, grinning nervously. “It was pretty much all Levi’s fault, actually-”
Levi shot him a death glare. “It was not! Whose idea was it to play one of the most dangerous ultra-real virtual-reality video games without even preparing?”
Mammon shrugged. “It sounded fun! Besides, I spent way too much Grimm on that game to just have you toss it aside. It was for all of us.”
“And I joined, too,” Beel said. He shuffled his feet. “I didn’t know it’d be such a survival-horror game, though, and there was no food so I got really hungry, and…” He trailed off, voice small and meek.
Belphie put a hand on his shoulder. “That wasn’t your fault, Beel. You can’t help it.”
“But if I hadn’t shifted and, y’know…. Flipped out and stuff…. They could’ve gone ahead and played like normal.”
“To be fair,” Mammon said, “Levi was the one that mistook you for the final boss and summoned Lotan.”
Levi gaped at him, clearly offended. “Hey, it was scary! I really thought I was gonna die!”
Satan stepped forward, finally deciding to join the group. “And I had overreacted to Levi summoning Lotan, thinking the house was under attack.”
“And then we all shifted into our demon forms.” Mammon rubbed the back of his head. “...Me included.”
Asmo sighed dramatically. “Oh, things just took off from there, it was horrid! Really, Lucifer, if you had been there-”
“If I had been there, this wouldn’t have happened,” Lucifer said. It went silent for a moment, the seven of you waiting for Lucifer to erupt, to smite you out of existence with a snap of his fingers. He seemed to be deep in thought, trying to decide exactly what punishment would suit you best.
“We’re sorry,” you said, voice barely over a whisper.
There it was, the straw that would break the camel’s back; you were done for. Lucifer would snap and you wouldn’t be able to blink fast enough before you died.
You waited with bated breath, expecting the worst. But, to all of your surprise, Lucifer took one look at you, at your truly apologetic face, and his eyes softened. He sighed, turning around towards the direction of the Demon Lord’s castle.
“All of you, come with me. If we’re going to fix this, we’re going to need help.”
Diavolo tapped his chin, processing the entire story you and the brothers had explained to him. “This is quite the mess, indeed,” he hummed.
You all were seated at a table in one of the many rooms of the vast castle, Diavolo sitting at the head and listening to your plight. If you hadn’t known the demon prince as well as you did, you’d be fearing for your life. But despite his intimidating appearance, he nodded with an understanding gaze, hands folded as he tried to think of the best way to help.
“From what it sounds like, the reconstruction alone would take months,” Diavolo mused. “And I can’t imagine the cost of it all.”
“We truly are sorry, Lord Diavolo,” Lucifer said. “My brothers and I would be more than willing to fund most, if not all of the reconstruction work.”
Mammon blanched. “H-hey, wait just a minute-”
Lucifer blatantly ignored him. “I know we are asking a lot, and you would be well within your grounds to refuse, of course.”
“What? Why would I do that?” Diavolo exclaimed. “Lucifer, you are one of my best friends, and I like to consider myself good acquaintances of the brothers. I am more than willing to help, never mind the cost. In fact,” Diavolo grinned, “I think I have the perfect way to fix this.”
Diavolo snapped his fingers, and at once, you heard a loud pop, and Barbatos appeared beside him in a cloud of green smoke. Unfazed, Barbatos gave a curt bow to Diavolo.
“You summoned me, my lord?”
“Yes,” Diavolo stood up, gesturing to all of us. “Perhaps you have heard of the recent fate that has befallen the House of Lamentation?”
You couldn’t tell for sure, but you could almost see the corners of Barbatos’ mouth quirk upwards in a smirk. “Why, yes, I have. I could see the smoke from here.”
“Lucifer here,” Diavolo said, “Approached me asking for help on this matter, and I was wondering….”
Barbatos connected the dots before any of us did. “You’d like me to use my powers to reverse the destruction?”
Diavolo clapped. “Precisely! You see, the cost alone would be tremendous, and it’d be months before it got fully rebuilt to what it was. Overall, using your magic would be more efficient….”
As Diavolo continued to explain, Lucifer occasionally pitching in, you could see Levi and Mammon arguing about something in hushed tones. Levi shoved Mammon’s shoulder, and Mammon shoved back.
“If done correctly, the spell that would reverse this is quick and easy enough,” Barbatos said. “I’d be more than happy to be of service, my lord.”
Diavolo beamed. “Excellent! What is it that you need?”
“For starters, I’m going to need everyone involved with this occurrence in the first place.” He gave a nod towards you and the brothers. “Already accomplished. After that, we gather in a circle, and you all must focus your minds and picture the House as it was before; when joined with my magic, it should come naturally.”
Lucifer began to gather up the brothers, and Satan and Beel pushed chairs to the side as you gathered in a circle. On your left stood Asmo, to your right was Belphie. Across and standing next to Barbatos, you could see Mammon and Levi sending seething glares to one another.
Barbatos continued to explain. “When our minds are all focused, I’ll recite an incantation. You guys may feel a little dizzy, as the timeline has changed, but other than that, it’s rather simple and painless.”
Diavolo nodded, and stepped back to let Barbatos do his work, shortly followed by Lucifer. You could spot Mammon and Levi muttering heatedly to one another, and Lucifer snapped at them to be quiet and concentrate. Begrudgingly, they listened.
“All of us must join hands, and close our eyes as the spell begins.”
Everyone did as told. Belphie gave a quick squeeze to your hand, and flashed a soft smile.
“Don’t worry,” he whispered. “It’ll be fine.”
“And now our focus must begin,” said Barbatos.
You shut your eyes tight, willing with all of your might to think about the House, andthe House only. Barbatos began incanting.
You thought about the moments just before everything went down; you, Beel, and Mammon gathered in Levi’s room, laughing and having fun. The image made your heart fuzzy.
A memory flashed through your mind, and you couldn’t snuff it out quick enough. Yourself, back in the human world, hanging out with your friends and doing similar activities. You could remember the same carefree exhilaration with your human friends as you experienced with the brothers.
No, now isn’t the time to be homesick, you mentally chastised yourself. Focus on the House of Lamentation.
Almost as soon as you thought that, you could hear Mammon yelp as Levi pushed him, knocking him into Barbatos just a moment before the spell ended. The magic pulsed, disrupted, and before Barbatos could get it back under control, you felt your entire being jerk upwards as if tugged by some invisible rope, and you began to slip away. You were being pulled, not physically, but mentally. You tried to fight it, but the surge of power was overwhelming, and with a cry, your knees buckled, and you blacked out.
You woke up to blurry vision and a pounding headache. You blinked, wincing at the bright light that seemed to shine from somewhere. The sun? Your skull felt like it had been stuffed with cotton and your body felt like it had been run over by a steamroller. Pushing past the aching pain of consciousness, you looked around the room.
Plain white walls. A small room, with one window (which you realized was the source of the bright light) and one door. There was a desk, with a chair and a bookbag, and a messy pile of papers stacked on every surface there was.
You felt a twinge in your gut. Something wasn’t right. This wasn’t right. Something is deeply wrong with this picture—where you are, how you feel, but you can’t quite seem to remember—
“Oh, good, you’re up.”
A voice sounded from the doorway, and you looked up, met with the face of Abbey, your roommate and one of your best friends. Almost immediately, the feeling of wrongness dissipated, overtaken by the ache in your body.
Abbey pushed up his thin-framed glasses before setting down a tray beside your bed. It had a cup of water and a few pills on a small plate.
“Rough night, huh?” He said, offering the pills to you, followed by the water, both of which you swallowed gratefully. He seemed to get a good look at you, and winced. “Jeez, you look like hell.”
“Feel like it, too,” you said, voice dry and cracked. You rubbed at your face. “What even happened last night?”
“Hell if I know. You were the one that came stumbling back at two in the morning, drunk off your ass.”
“I was?” You blinked at him. You really, for the life of you couldn’t recall a thing.
Abbey snorted at your comment. “Oh, absolutely. You probably blacked out at Ramones’ party. From what I’ve heard, it was a pretty big thing.”
Ramones. A brief image of wavy brown hair and tanned face with a contagious smile flashed in your mind. Ramones, yes, the energetic boy from your Economics class. He’d invited you over to a party at his frat house. You drank, it was loud and crowded…
“Starting to remember?” Abbey guessed from the look on your face.
“I think so.” You took another sip of your water. “You didn’t have to do this, Abs, really.”
He waved you off. “Don’t mention it. You’re feeling bad enough as it is. Besides, last time I blacked out, you were there for me. Even held my hair up as I vomited into the toilet.”
You scoffed. “That was freshman year.”
“And?” His teasing smile turned soft. “But really, I don’t mind taking care of you like this. I know I’m not easy to live with sometimes.”
You grimaced at the comment, but your eyes held affection. Abbey Sinclair, the boy you had met at Freshman orientation, who no one else wanted to sit with. He had freckles and thin, mousy-brown hair that he had put too much gel in. The same Abbey that couldn’t stand his room being out of order, and the one that didn’t always know how to phrase things the nice way. But he was your friend, and the one you decided to move in with by the time junior year rolled around.
He stood up, straightening his shirt. “Okay, well, I did also want to make sure you got up in time for coffee with Vil and Timon.”
“Jesus, I almost forgot.” You smacked yourself in the head, groaning. You began to pull yourself up, only half stumbling out of the bed. Abbey chuckled at you as you struggled to put on your sweatshirt the right way.
“You might want to hurry up,” he said, checking the time on his phone. “We’re meeting them in, like, half an hour.”
You cursed under your breath, rushing even more to pull on some socks. Your headache was starting to fade, but still throbbed when you stood up straight. You didn’t put too much thought into what you were wearing; you felt like shit, so it’s only fair if you look the part, you reasoned.
Your mind was slowly getting clearer and clearer: you remembered that you and Abbey had scheduled a coffee-slash-group-study meetup at the local cafe, just a block away from campus, with Vil and Timon, Abbey’s partner and one of your mutual friends, respectively. You didn’t know Vil all that well, considering they’d only been with Abbey for about a month, but they seemed cool. And Timon was probably one of the sweetest girls you’d ever met; you’d been friends with her since you roomed together as sophomores.
After haphazardly brushing your teeth and wrestling on your shoes, Abbey ushered you out to his car to leave. You could’ve sworn you saw him roll his eyes at your disheveled excuse for decent appearance, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to playfully jab back at him. In the back of your mind, something felt off, something felt out of place. But you couldn’t quite place it.
You shrugged and pushed the thought away. If you didn’t remember, it probably wasn’t important.
Out of everyone who had been thrown to the ground with the force of the magic’s sudden expulsion, Beel was the first to get up. Groaning in pain, he propped himself up with his elbows, taking in the scene before him.
Everyone in the room—even Lucifer and Diavolo, to his surprise—was out cold, crumpled in heaps around what vaguely resembled a circle.
Beel, suddenly terrified and fearing the worst, hauled himself to his feet, wobbling a bit before he shook the vertigo from his head. He stumbled over to Belphie first, shaking his limp body.
Belphie groaned, and Beel felt relief wash over him. He checked on Asmo, next, content after he had found a pulse and Asmo began to whine about how sore he was.
Beel was shaking Levi awake when Lucifer and Diavolo began to stir, shortly followed by Barbatos. All of them felt dazed, still a bit out of it from the sudden surge of disrupted magic.
“What…” Lucifer began to pull himself up, offering a hand to Diavolo as well. “Just happened?”
“The spell,” Barbatos said, voice cracking and uncharacteristically shaky. “It got disrupted. It messed up, somehow. I’m not…. I’m not sure what the effects were, yet. I’m still….”
Diavolo set a reassuring hand on the butler’s shoulder. “Don’t force yourself, Barbatos. Give yourself a moment.”
“Mammon,” Levi’s pitiful groan was the first thing to arise from his crumpled form. “This is your fault.”
“How is it-” Mammon coughed, wheezing as he tried to catch his breath. “How is it my fault? You were the one who pushed me!”
“Well I wouldn’t have pushed you if you hadn’t-”
“Enough,” Lucifer cut them off. “Whoever is at fault doesn’t matter right now.”
Belphegor was the last to pull himself up, the simple action being a grand endeavor to his perpetually-exhausted body. He blinked, seemed to think to himself for a moment, before his eyes widened and he gasped.
“Where’s MC?”
It was silent for a moment, before chaos ensued. The brothers scrambled to their feet, going to check every nook and cranny in the room, shouting their precious human’s name in strained voices.
“They were right here,” Asmo was stuttering, tears brimming and beginning to fall from his eyes. “I was holding their hand. They were just here!”
It took Satan all the willpower he had to keep a cool head, and not let his anger overtake him. Fury still burned in his eyes as he turned to Barbatos.
“What did the spell’s disruption do?” He asked. “Where could they have gone?”
“Calm down, Satan,” chided Lucifer, although he was struggling just as much to keep himself together. “Barbatos needs a moment. It hit him hardest.”
“Obviously not, considering MC disappeared into thin air,” Satan spat.
Asmo was crying freely now, and Mammon could barely keep his tears from spilling, face flushed with anger and fear.
“We gotta go find ‘em,” he said, willing his voice not to crack. “Right now! They could be anywhere in the Devildom, and maybe…. Maybe right now some lower demon’s takin’ advantage of ‘em!”
Levi paled. “Don’t say things like that!”
“I’m just telling the truth!” Mammon argued. “We have no idea where they went, or even if they’re still alive. I don’t know about you all, but I’m going to look for them, and I’m going now.”
“Me too,” Beel said. His normally stoic face was pinched with worry. “They’re our family.”
“Count me in,” Satan said.
“I’ll pull up a map!” Asmo chimed in, struggling against his choked sobs. “We need to find them!”
“I’m coming, too,” Levi said. “MC is in danger, and it’s up to us, the heroes, to save them!”
Mammon shot him a glare. “Not everything is a video game. This is serious.”
“What? I am being serious!”
Belphie stepped forward. “I’m coming, too. MC is…. We need to find them.”
“I’m afraid,” Barbatos suddenly said, making all of the brothers’ heads whip around to face him. His expression was grim, and he swallowed. “I’m afraid we can’t do that here.”
“What?” Mammon squawked. “Whaddya’ mean we can’t?! I ain’t about to let ‘em just-”
Barbatos held up a hand to silence him. “I mean we can’t because they won’t be here.”
They let the words sink in for a moment, hearts seeming to stop.
“You don’t mean…,” Satan murmured.
“No! No.” Barbatos took a breath. “They’re still alive. I’m pretty sure.”
Mammon growled. “Pretty sure or totally sure?”
“What I mean to say,” Barbatos continued, “Is that they aren’t here in the Devildom. Tampering with time is finicky, so I can’t be totally sure, but I think that they may have been transported to an alternate timeline. Most likely in the human world.”
Levi’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of alternate timeline?”
Barbatos furrowed his brows, seeming to be deep in thought, trying to focus. “I can’t seem to pick up a clear image of them, right now. It’s like… they were completely erased from our current timeline. I can’t find them.”
“Wait, everyone,” Asmodeus cried. “Check your pact marks!”
At once, all of the brothers lifted and pulled aside various pieces of clothing to peek at the part of their body where each of their respective pact marks were branded.
Mammon paled. “It’s… it’s gone. The mark is gone.”
“Mine too,” Beel said.
Levi sniffled. “Mine… mine is gone, too….”
“So it must be safe to assume,” Lucifer said, face stony, “That, because of whatever has taken place, MC is no longer a part of our timeline.”
Mammon choked on a sob, which spurred on Levi’s waterfall of tears, as well. Asmo wailed and blubbered while Satan, Belphie, and Beel stood in shock.
“They’re still alive, though, right?” Diavolo said, speaking for the first time since waking up. “They were just misplaced. If we can find wherever they got taken to, we can bring them back.”
Mammon feebly wiped at his blotchy, red face. “You’re right. We’re gonna bring ‘em back. We have to bring ‘em back.”
“They most likely got taken to a timeline not far from ours,” Barbatos said. “Somewhere in the human world that they’re familiar with, perhaps where they lived or grew up. That’s where we start.”
Levi whined, pulling his hood over head and yanking the strings tight. “I don’t wanna be here…”
“Quit yer complainin’,” Mammon snapped. “This ain’t about you.”
“The human world is so loud and crowded…” Levi shuddered. “But I guess if it’s for MC, I can handle it.”
“You’d better,” Satan said. “This has been a hassle enough already.”
Indeed, the brothers preparing and then travelling to the human world was usually quite the ordeal on a normal day. But this time, they were rushed, and barely had time to finish packing before being shipped off.
Each of the brothers had one backpack stuffed to the brim with their necessities, and all of them had tried to dress as “human” as possible. Lucifer hammered into them the importance of subtlety, not drawing attention to themselves. Some, like Lucifer and Asmodeus, had put together a decent, casual outfit; nice jeans, sneakers, with a sweater or shirt under a flannel. Others simply threw together the plainest-looking clothes they owned. Levi sported a baggy hoodie and sweatpants, and it was a miracle Satan managed to dress himself at all, with a green T-shirt and khaki shorts.
They must have looked odd to passers-by. Seven strange-looking, oddly dressed young men standing at a street corner, all with backpacks and darting eyes, vaguely uncomfortable.
Satan was scanning over a map of the area on his phone. “We should be in the right place,” he said. “MC mentioned living here before moving to the Devildom.”
“We need more than that,” said Lucifer. “We can’t cover an entire city and expect to find them. It’s like looking for a needle in…. A pile of needles.”
Mammon, for once, was completely immersed in the situation, focusing his whole being into the search. For once, nothing else was on his mind. This was the only thing that mattered.
“They mentioned a coffee shop they used to go to,” Mammon mentioned, tapping his chin. “Or maybe we should check their apartment complex? I think I remember which street it was on…”
“We are not about to show up to their apartment unannounced,” Satan said.
“Eh?! Why not?”
“Because it’s creepy, dumbass,” muttered Levi.
Mammon scoffed, waving them off. “They know us. It’ll be fine. We’ll be in and out before ya know it.”
“Still,” Belphie said, “I think we’re better off checking the coffee shop first. Then we can try the apartment.”
Satan and Mammon led the group (Satan because he had the map and Mammon because he refused to be anywhere but the head of the pack) a few blocks down, the brothers marveling at the wonders of a human city. Sure, they had been to the human world before, but somehow this felt different.
“It should be….. Here.” Satan slowed to a stop. Across the street was a quaint little coffee shop, pink-lined windows and a flower pot outside the door.
“Holy shit, I see them!” Mammon exclaimed, pointing at the window. “I’m going to get them.”
“Mammon, no-” even Lucifer wasn’t quick enough to pull Mammon back before he darted across the street, narrowly avoiding getting hit by a car, and into the shop.
“So your recital’s this Saturday, right?” Abbey took a sip of his steaming black coffee, looking at Timon.
She nodded enthusiastically. “Yep! It’s our first full-company performance of the year, so it’s pretty big. And in the beginning of the second half I got a solo.”
“Woah, that’s cool.” You smiled at her, and she beamed at you. Timon was a lithely built girl, with big brown eyes and hair shaved to an inch and dyed turquoise.
“Any sexy costumes?” Vil asked, which prompted a playful thwack on the shoulder from Abbey. Timon blushed at the sudden comment.
“Well, I wouldn’t call them sexy, per se…,”
“Ignore them,” Abbey said. “I’m sure your costumes are perfectly fit to the theme of the performance, regardless of their sexual appeal.”
Vil raised their hands in defense. “Hey, I never said they wouldn’t be good! I’m just saying it’d make it even better-”
Abbey cut them off with a smack to the back of their head, and you snorted with laughter, almost choking on your drink.
Even though you had woken up feeling horrible, physically and mentally, being with your little group of friends gave you just the recharge you needed. Timon was so supportive and understanding, and Vil was a riot to be around. The little voice in the back of your head telling you something was amiss hadn’t left quite yet, but it couldn’t be heard over Vil’s cackling and Abbey’s affectionate grumbling. Slowly, the unease you had been feeling since you woke up faded away.
The telltale bell as the coffee shop door opened rang, but you didn’t pay any attention. You were facing away from the door, and couldn’t even see who walked in, nor did you particularly care. Until a pair of hands slammed down on your table, making the mugs jump.
“MC!” The stranger shouted. He had brown skin, a bright shock of white hair, and excited eyes as he grinned. “I’m so glad I found you! Oh my god, it was crazy, you have no idea-”
“Um,” at your timid vocalization, his mouth snapped shut, looking at you expectantly. Your voice faltered under his piercing gaze. “I’m sorry, have we met?”
His face fell. He blinked at you, and his mouth twitched into a hesitant smile, forcing a dry laugh. “Uh, yer jokin’, right? C’mon, it’s me.”
“I-I’m sorry,” you said, feeling a pang of guilt for the pure desperation in his eyes. “Oh, did we meet at last night’s party? I was, like, blackout drunk and I can’t remember anything, sorry.”
He took a shaky step back, stuttering and fumbling over his words. “But…”
“They said they don’t know you,” Abbey snapped. “What else do you want?”
“Hey, calm down, Abs,” Vil tried to talk him down.
“It’s fine, Abbey.” You turned back to the stranger, still in some strange state of shock. “Sorry for him. He gets protective.”
“Y-yeah, no… I….” He still struggled to speak. It was a little sad, honestly, and you found yourself pitying him.
“I’m sorry, I really can’t remember anything from last night,” you said. “If you want, though, we could exchange information, and you could explain things then…?”
“Bad idea,” Abbey muttered, which you ignored.
You ripped a piece of a napkin off and scribbled your number on it. “Here, you can reach me later.”
His hand was shaking as he took the paper from your hands, and he gulped, seemingly trying to compose himself. “Yeah. Thanks. I… I will.” He began to turn towards the door.
“Wait!” He stopped in his tracks and whipped around, a spark of what looked like hope flashing across his face. “Sorry, I didn’t get your name…?”
His face fell. “Yeah, of course.” He paused for a moment, looking at you as if expecting something. He realized you weren’t going to say anything, and gave a sad smile. “Mammon. The name’s Mammon.”
“Mammon,” you repeated. “Wow, that’s cool, never heard that one before.”
“Of course you haven’t,” he mumbled, but you didn’t quite catch it. “Thanks. Uh, see ya, I guess.” He gave you a small wave before shuffling out the door.
As soon as the door closed behind him, Abbey huffed. “What the fuck was that guy’s deal?”
“No need to be so harsh,” Timon said. “He probably just got confused.”
Vil nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I kinda feel bad for him.” They turned to you. “He knew your name and everything, but you really didn’t recognize him, huh?”
You thought about his bright blue eyes, fluffy white hair, contagious grin and the way he said your name like it was a divine praise.
“No,” you said. “I’ve never seen him before.”
Mammon was uncharacteristically quiet as he left the coffee shop to meet up with his brothers. They began to assault him with a barrage of questions; Where’s MC? Why aren’t they with you? What happened? Was everything alright? Why aren’t you saying anything?
All through this, Mammon said nothing, eyes oddly blank and staring into space.
“For fuck’s sake, Mammon,” Levi cried. “Say something!”
His brothers waited with bated breath as Mammon opened his mouth to speak.
“It was them,” he said. “It was definitely MC.”
“Then why aren’t they here right now?” Satan demanded. “We should already be on our way back to the Devildom.”
“They didn’t-” Mammon’s voice caught on his words, and he cleared his throat to begin again. “They didn’t recognize me. They didn’t know who I was. They don’t remember anything.”
It was silent. The truth sunk into them slow and heavy, like molasses into sugar. All of them processed it, realizing the gravity of the situation.
“If they didn’t remember you,” Belphie said, eyes glassy with unshed tears that he refused to let fall. “Then it’d be safe to assume they don’t remember any of us.”
“It would make enough sense,” Satan said declaratively, although his voice sounded strained. “If the spell completely removed them from our timeline, then of course they wouldn’t remember anything. Because in this timeline, they actually don’t know us; they’ve never been to the Devildom, never seen any of us before.”
“So, to them,” Beel breathed, “It was like we never even existed…?”
“There has to be a way we can fix it!” Levi said, voice cracking. “There’s always a way to reverse spells.”
“We need to ask Barbatos,” Lucifer said, looking at his distressed younger brothers. He clenched his fist and grit his teeth. “We’re going to get them back. I promise.”
i <3 emotionally destroying my characters -osa
Part 2 coming soon!! Follow me for updates :)
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antiomnia · 2 months ago
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Pyramid Beel & Nurse Belphie, a Silent Hill homage.
Let me know what you think 💖💜
Here's the art on Twitter, and there's also a time lapse video available on my Ko-fi page, for any supporters 💕
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zoemmaz · 7 days ago
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Belphie definitely wears excessive eyeliner
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kiohim · a month ago
The brothers walking in on you sleeping
i got carried away on leviathans part
Lucifer, Mammon, Levithan, big brothers only:))
"hey mc-" "oh."
he realized you were sleeping on your desk, you were studying but then you probably fell asleep from being tired the whole day
covers you with a blanket making sure you're warm
gives you a forehead kiss!!
"goodnight, love."
annoyed cause you two were supposed to be doing something, but you accidentally fell asleep, on the floor.
pokes ur cheeks to wake you up
"hey mccc,,,, wake upp!! the great mammon doesnt like waiting"
doesnt complain anymore since he has you to yourself and your sleeping facee
carries you lightly and puts you on the bed carefully, being on alert if you wake up
bonus he gets to be your sleeping partner too lol (belphegor politely says "fuck you")
"hey mc! the game u brought is here! oh wait-"
there was alot of guilt that went to him
"theyre sleeping. forgetting about the game."
"why would they play this game with a yucky otaku anyway? im worth being forgotten."
all the guilt went away since you looked really cute while you were sleeping.
after admiring you, a loud thump. oh well. good job leviathan!
"shit, i accidentally bumped into something and it fell."
you were awake, your vision is quite blurry, so you couldn't notice leviathan.
"hey? whats with that large sound?"
"m-m-mc!!,,im sorry i woke you up, i uh went to your room and y-y-you were sleeping,, and i was admiring your face,,, you just looked cute."
"hey, its okay! dont worry, i didnt forget the game!" you cupped his cheeks and kissed him!!
end!! il do a part 2 soon with the younger brothers
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devildomdisaster · 6 months ago
Can you do the brothers reacting to S.O. MC always having an unidentifiably "familiar" scent and then finding a spray bottle with the brother's perfume in it, diluted so that it doesn't overpower MC's but still gives them a subtle trace of the brother's scent? Which brothers do you expect would take up the practice so that they always have MC's scent lingering on them?
So cute!
I think demons and angels would have a better sense of smell than humans so wearing one of the brother’s perfumes would be like Mc marking themself as the demon’s partner.
It’s not foolproof of course, after all, other demons can buy the same perfume. But between the brothers, Diavolo and Barbatos everyone wears different scents so it would be clear to all of them whos perfume you are wearing.
Lucifer has been using the same cologne for several decades now. It’s honestly surprising that it hasn’t gone out of style, or become associated with old people(Like how certain human colognes or perfume is only used by your grandparents). It’s distinctive but elegant and simple enough to be timeless.
Lucifer first notices how your scent is oddly familiar a few weeks after you return to the Devildom with Solomon.
Something about your new scent is immensely gratifying to his senses.
It makes his pride flare, and he finds himself far less worried about his brothers or Diavolo trying to steal you away.
Much to his embarrassment, Lucifer finds himself nuzzling into your neck as if to scent you while trying to identify the change.
It’s early yet and you’re still curled up asleep in his bed when he finds the simple-looking perfume bottle on your desk as he is fetching you a fresh set of clothes to change into.
He stops to examine the bottle, thinking that perhaps he should bring this to you as well. Although he loathes to let you cover up his scent.
He opens the bottle to ensure it won't completely overpower his scent on you, and for a moment he thinks he must have used a bit too much of his own perfume this morning. He sniffs it again and realizes that while it is similar to his own scent, it’s different. Muddled, diluted with something, water, and perhaps a bit of your own perfume/cologne.
His lips curl into a smirk as he realizes that he’s caught his cologne thief. He’d assumed that he’d simply misplaced a bottle of his cologne but now realizes that you must have taken it back to the human realm with you and made this.
Lucifer falls in love with you all over again. He is so enamored with the idea that you want to smell like him, essentially letting other demons and angels know that you are his.
When you wake, he is sitting next to you. Still smug. Pride radiating off him in self-satisfied waves. Toying with your perfume bottle. “Mc, my dear, if you would like to let others know you are taken I would be happy to mark you more clearly.”
You swear he likes to fluster you just for his own enjoyment.
“When this is gone,” he says holding up the perfume bottle “you are welcome to more of my cologne, you needn't resort to thievery, my love.”
He won’t take up the practice himself, but if you have to be away from each other for an extended time he’ll ask for a bottle of your perfume/cologne to keep your scent fresh and near.
Mammon is snooping in your room again. Not to steal this time, he swears! It was just to figure out what kind of gift you’d like.
The perfume bottle looks expensive, so he picks it up. Thinking that buying you a new bottle might be a good gift.
It doesn’t have any labels so he opens it to see if he recognizes the fragrance.
He is so, so embarrassed to find out that it is a diluted version of his scent! Poor Mammon, he is so flustered when he finds out that he drops the bottle, shattering it on your bedroom floor.
Suddenly it all clicks into place for him. The reason he had been so much more protective of you. Why he had found himself resisting the urge to mark you as his more than he usually had to.
You’d been making yourself smell like him, marking yourself for him. Mammon is over the moon. You want to be his. You’re already together of course, but you want other demons to know you’re together.
It takes everything Mammon has to stop himself from going to get you right now. From bringing you to his room and marking you himself.
But he’s got a bigger problem to handle first. Your room is a mess, floor covered in glass and perfume and he’s got to fix this before you get back.
When you open your door Mammon is still trying to clean everything up and air out your room, you recognize the scent of the spilled perfume and you feel the embarrassment overwhelm you.
Mammon is looking at you, face red and stuttering out an apology. “I swear I wasn't trying to steal nothin'. I just-” He flounders gesturing to your desk “it was an accident Mc! Picked you up a new bottle of mine so you can…” if possible his face gets even redder.
“Mammon if you don’t like it I can stop.”
“What? No! Of course, you’d wanna smell like the great Mammon! Besides, I don’t want anyone else thinkin they can make a move on ya. You should keep doin it.”
Mammon won’t ask for any of your perfume/cologne but he will borrow(steal) a little of it every once in a while. Mostly when he’s going somewhere he can’t take you. It makes him feel closer to you. And it has the added benefit of preventing any demons from making a move on him, letting them know he’s taken.
Levi can’t quite put his finger on where he’s smelled your new perfume/cologne before.
It’s familiar, but he can’t place it no matter how hard he tries.
For some reason, it makes him less jealous when his brothers are around you. Like he doesn’t have to worry about you realizing they are better than him anymore.
Levi might not notice what your new scent is but his brothers sure do.
Asmo gives you knowing little winks and you could swear you’ve seen Mammon crinkle his nose in distaste at you.
Levi doesn’t figure out why your scent is so familiar until he finds you in his room pouring some of his perfume into a different bottle.
You’re startled when Levi takes the bottle from your hand and tilts your head to the side to smell your neck.
He takes a step back from you red to the tips of his ears “M-mc you-” He gapes at you for a moment “You can’t just do that without warning me!” he whines. “You know other demons can- my brothers can- it’s like you’re telling everyone you’re mine.”
“I know, Asmo gave me the idea. He said demons use their scent to mark their significant others. I’m sorry Levi, are you mad?”
“Mad? You want to smell like me, how could I be mad when I’ve wanted to-to mark you for months? I just didn’t want to...creep you out...with all that. Y-you can still use my cologne just ask. Thought you were Mammon stealing for a second.” He says covering his blushing face with his hands.
Levi is awake for a long time that night, even after you’ve long since drifted off curled up next to him in his bathtub bed. He’s caught up in the fact that you want to smell like him and he wonders if maybe he could do the same thing with your perfume/cologne.
Eventually, he’ll ask for some of your perfume/cologne but it’ll take him several weeks to finally blurt out the question.
Somehow your scent is different, more familiar.
It sets him at ease, like seeing you in his jacket or finding you sleeping in one of his shirts.
It clicks that you are using his scent when he notices how fast he is going through the bottle of his cologne.
His face heats up and oh my, you’re using his scent. That's why it was so familiar.
Once the surprise has passed, his lips curl up in a wicked grin.
Oh Mc, Satan is so pleased. He is so in love with you.
He has you meet him in his room to confront you. His cologne in hand, lips curled up in a smirk. “Is there something you’d like to tell me, Mc?”
You tell him about how you dilute his perfume with yours so that you smell a little like him and meekly apologize for stealing from him.
Satan’s smirk grows as you explain, and when you fall silent he pulls you into his arms. “I like having my scent on you kitten. But you know there are other ways I can leave my scent on you if you’d like?” he murmurs, kissing across your cheekbone and down your jawline.
He sounds so confident but there is proof of his own emotions in the red dusting his cheeks.
Satan might dilute some of your perfume/cologne if there is a particular reason he wants other demons to know he’s taken. Maybe an event he can’t bring you to or if there has been a particularly stubborn demon not taking no for an answer.
To be honest Satan would rather have you leave your scent naturally. By sleeping on his pillows or wearing his jacket.
If you have to go to the human realm without him for any length of time, Satan will pick up your habit and start diluting some of your chosen scent with his while you're gone.
It doesn’t take long for Asmo to figure out why your scent is so familiar.
He knows exactly how long a bottle of perfume will last him and has a sixth sense for knowing when someone has moved any of his beauty products.
“Mc, darling, it’s sweet that you want my mark on you but if you keep stealing from me I’ll have to punish you,” he sings.
“Is that a promise Asmo?”
He brings you your very own bottle of his cologne.
The fact that you dilute his scent with yours brings Asmo to his knees. It’s so cute! But also such a tease! He’d love to leave his scent on you in other ways too.
But first, he just wants to curl up and cuddle with you. Knowing that you want to advertise your relationship so openly makes him feel truly loved.
The feeling overwhelms Asmo and he is so, so happy that his feelings for you are returned just as strongly.
Asmo will definitely take up the practice so your scent always lingers on him as well.
Asmo is not ashamed or shy about your relationship and any demon who insinuates he should be is playing a dangerous game.
There is no hesitation in his voice when he asks for a bottle of your perfume/cologne in exchange for his.
He likes knowing his scent lingers on you and flaunts the fact that yours lingers on him.
Expect to exchange bottles of perfume on holidays.
Beel’s nose picks up the change in your scent immediately.
It’s familiar and yet hidden beneath your own scent just enough that he can’t place it.
This is frustrating for him because he’s never had so much trouble placing a scent before.
But he likes the addition as well.
In the end, it’s Belphie who rats you out to his twin. “You know I'm sure Beel would have more fun if he got to mark you himself, Mc.”
Beel puts down the muffin he’d had halfway to his mouth to look at you, realization flashing across his face.
He smiles happily at you, light blush dusting his face.
He’ll give you your own bottle of his cologne.
But he’ll also explain how having his scent linger on you is a way that demons mark their significant others. He wants to make sure you know that you are advertising your relationship to other demons.
When you assure him you’re ok with that he’ll ask if he can do the same with some of your perfume/cologne. That way other demons know he’s yours too.
Belphie notices right away.
It’s obvious that the new addition to your scent is his when you’re napping in his bed with him and the new portion of your scent blends seamlessly with the blankets and pillows around you.
Belphie gets a mischievous smirk on his face as he nuzzles his face in your hair. “There are better ways for you to wear my scent, Mc.”
He doesn’t stop you from using some of his perfume to dilute and mix with your own.
In fact, he encourages the practice.
He likes the fact that other demons will know who your heart belongs to.
With his scent lingering on you it’s very unlikely that other demons(his brothers) will make a move on you.
He won’t adopt the practice himself.
Not because he doesn’t want to, but because it’s a lot of work to dilute perfume so perfectly.
But if you were to make it for him, he would wear it everywhere.
He finds your scent calming, so having it linger on him would be very nice. Why else would blankets occasionally go missing from your bed?
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cactus-stories · 2 months ago
The Obey Me! Brothers as dogs from the shelter I work at
Inspired by this post from @iwannabehisbunny. I love working at the shelter and I want an excuse to show the doggies to you guys ^^
Also, I'm from Brazil, so some names might sound weird to u guys lol
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She's the leader of the group
The one who separates the fights
Will bite your ass if u don't behave
Actually very soft but has to take care of everyone else so you don't see it that much
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Looks silly but is actually pretty street smart
Everyone else is always annoyed at him
Eager to please, literally the first to learn every trick because he wants the attention
Gets along with almost everyone fairly quickly
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Anxious bb, scared of the outside
Once went to take her for a walk, she saw a bike and did a 180º back inside
Only exception is to go to the beach, she loves the beach!!
Will do the sideways glance at you when she wants pets but is too shy to ask for some
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OK HEAR ME OUT... she snuck into the cat's room when we were cleaning because she liked them more than the other dogs...
That's not even a joke she was the only dog we ever allowed inside that room and she loved every second of it
Knew lots of tricks and picked up on things really fast, one of the smartest dogs there
Really proper, knew her manners, an educated girl, might I say. Got adopted fairly quicky
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Not a dog, I am aware
A real diva, fluffiest cat there and she KNOWS IT
Doesn't like when you touch her tail, doesn't find you amusing
Starts fights for fun and then just leaves
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Every new volunteer is afraid of him until they learn he's the softest boy
Vets' favourite, will let u do anything to him without even huffing in annoyance
Gentle giant, he's the biggest dog there and also the softest
Nibbles at your fingers sometimes when getting treats because he's so excited about food
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Sleeps most of the time, very lazy
Picks fights for fun and then plays the victim
Really soft and cuddly, perfect for taking naps with (yes I've slept while sitting down with him so what he's comfy)
Eats lots of grass for his stomach problems when he goes for walks, so we call him our Moo Moo
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obeymefictionwriting · 8 months ago
Texts You’d Receive from Brothers & Undateables
Lucifer: “Running 10 min late. Wait for me in my room, no clothes on. I’m bringing Demonius & sweets. Love you.”
Mammon: “Heeeeeeeey where u at?? Bring noodles plz, i’m in ur room. And guess what I’m wearin’?? :PPPPP”
Leviathan: “U wanna watch anime for 24 hours straight? JK lol, miss you. Call me when you get back from school.”
Satan: “Hey kitten, I miss you. Want to go out tonight? And then we can do something interesting ;) Kisses.”
Asmodeus: “Check this out! *15 attached files* Which one looks best on me? Help me choose pleeeease!! Oh and I got ya this! *27 attached files* UH I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YA”
Beelzebub: “Hey, meet me after practice? I miss you lots. We can then go eat someplace nice. My treat, love.”
Belphegor: “Where r u? Wake me up when you arrive, please. Oh, and can you grab coffee too? Kiss.”
Solomon: “Hey, want to check out this new store with me? They have enchanted jewelry and I really think some of it would suit you so much ;) Missing you, baby.”
Simeon: “I miss you. Please come see me in the Purgatory Hall. I’ve prepared a small surprise for you :) xxxx”
Barbatos: “We spent the whole morning together yet it’s nearly not enough for me. Can I see you again tonight? Love you, my dear”.
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etcrow · 2 hours ago
Teacher: now chose a partner for the lesson
MC: oh fuck
Asmo: *jumps on MC* HA!
Levi: GUYS
Belphie: heh, too tired
Beel: *shakes Belphie* come on Belphie
Satan: stop being children, MC will chose me for sure
Lucifer: *headache*
Simeon: another day, another tragedy
Luke: MC, can I pair with you?
MC: awww, honey. Sure!
Solomon: smooth
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alexglitches · a month ago
Mammon's Crows Are Gremlins
things that mammon's crows have done to the brothers
stole Lucifer's necklace once (the necklace that matches with MC)
messes up Asmo's hair
annoys the shit out of everyone
bit Satan
decided to make a nest on Belphie who was sleeping outside
pecks on Levi's door then flies away when he goes to answer
eats Beel's food
tripped everyone at least once
managed to sneak into Levi's room and hide his figurines
trashed Asmo's room and used his bathtub as a bird fountain
screamed in Lucifer's ear while he was finally asleep
attempted to eat Henry 2.0
picks fights with peacocks
probably attempted to scratch Diavolo
plants rats in the kitchen to scare Barbs
enjoys chasing after Luke
tried to pants Simeon once but failed miserably
screws with Solomon to mess up his magic circles
goes to Purgatory Hall and screeches at 3 in the morning
decided that their second room was MC's room
leaves feathers everywhere
spooks the crap out of other students
the only nice thing they do is gift MC little trinkets they find while outside
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22-shyu · 9 months ago
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He's the easiest to draw so here he is
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obeyme-incorrectquote · 9 months ago
Solomon accidentally put a youth potion instead of sugar into Lucifer's tea
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doodlboy · 4 months ago
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Collect them All
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lordiavolo · a month ago
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trying on a new face - ref
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vqmpmassu · 2 months ago
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boy, you're my favorite
headers by me ★ like or rb if save / use
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kiohim · a month ago
The brothers walking on you sleeping (2)
continuation to the last post related to this
hes careful, he wont be barging in your room
unlike the others, he would knock on your door (suprise lol)
when you werent answering, he thought you probably werent in your room, he saw a glimpse of you, "mc?"
he saw u sitting in your chair, he didnt see any movement so he probably realized you were sleeping
"hey mc are you up?"
as he went closer, you were asleep
he took a look at your desk , "oh"
"mc, i appreciate your effort into trying to read this book for me."
"but yknow, you dont need to anyway, i didnt mean the thing i said earlier about liking people who read and has the same taste in books as me, you're enough already, i love you."
gives u a kiss
puts you back into your bed, and making sure you're warm and cozy
leaves you a note in your desk saying "i love you, i hope you slept well, dont sleep in a chair next time ok? -love satan"
"mc darling?"
his lover having a beauty sleep <33
watches you. like fr.
"sweetie, i didnt know you looked like this while sleeping, i love it."
gives you a forehead kiss, and making sure no one will disturb your beauty sleep
"mc lets have a movie night! i brought popcorn! oh wait-"
hes soo sorry for disturbing you in your sleep
"mc, im sorry for bargin into your room and not knowing ure asleep, have a nice sleep kay? lets continue the movie night tomorrow, love you mc, i hope you have a great dream."
hugs you, his hugs are very warm omg
"ill leave this food for you in your desk, hopefully some ants doesnt come here, so ill cover it."
leaves a note beside the food "food for you mc, when you wake up, i hope you slept okay, dont forget to enjoy these treats. - love beel"
at first when he saw you sleeping, he was in disgust. like srsly???
you fell asleep again while he was supposed to be spending time with you
"seriously mc? this is the second time yknow."
you woke up.
you couldn't hear well so you only heard a few words
shit. you forgot, again
"oH bELPhIE!! im sorry i forgot again, im so sorry, i felt really tired, im sorry."
after your explanation, belphie felt bad for you, you were tired, he clearly forgot your some human who gets tired easily
"no mc, how about we sleep together? im sorry for being mean, and im sleepy too."
"sure." you give him a warm hugg
you two cuddled, and slept together that night.
end! should i do the dateables next? dont hesitate to ask ^^, sorry this was late!! i was gathering some ideas for this, hope u understand!!!
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