#belphie x reader
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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mc’s departure | obey me
summary: how the brothers would react to MC returning to the human world after a year in the devildom
contains: fluff , angst , ?!!!!&;@;&:idk
he’s the one to see you off, reminding you of the many things he had taught you so that you’d never forget.
his pride is much too large to admit that he will miss you to death and that he loves you dearly.
after you’re gone, he’s gone for hours at a time, holed up in his room with as much as work as he can take on.
he overworks himself with the intention of getting rid of the heavy emotion on his heart.
everything reminds you of him, even the paper clip on his desk that you had once found under his bed.
he gets easily irritable, feeling rather empty now that you’ve gone and left him alone in this now quiet house.
barely leaves his room, only works.
never cries but gets quite emotional when he finds a belonging you left behind.
he cried every single night up until your departure but never showed you that side of him once
after you left, he cried non-stop, not caring if he looked like a cry baby in front of his brother’s who watched him with pitiful eyes.
once his eyes dried up, he soon never returned home as he partied all day and night.
he forced himself to attend parties after parties in order to forget about you.
it never works because everything reminds him of you.
sometimes he sits in his car and just stares into space, wondering what you’re doing now that you’re back on earth.
literally cannot stand the mention of you or your name or he may break down.
pretends to be okay but can’t go a day without getting upset about your absence.
money soon becomes pointless when he realizes no amount of cash will bring you back to the house of lamentation.
curled up in his bath tub and cried himself to sleep.
stopped leaving his room in general, continuously playing games all day and night.
couldn’t look at his ruri-chan figures because they somehow reminded him of you and how much you used to admire them with him.
every inch of his room has your touch on it and it makes his heart ache painfully.
struggles to attend online school but manages to make it through the day by zoning out in class.
claims he doesn’t care about a normie like you but genuinely misses you
sends you messages, forgetting you can no longer contact him without your D.D.D
writes about how much he misses you on his blog fully aware you’ll never see it.
reading. that’s all he does.
he hides in his room and reads every single book he has stacked up along his room, even rereading them if he finished everything.
uses books to get his mind off of you—or more so the lack of you.
will sometimes get excited about a stray cat he sees but stops himself when he realizes he can’t tell you because you aren’t here.
gets angry. a lot.
the smallest things set him off and he can longer feign a smile when he hears your name or anything related to you.
he misses you so much that he wants to tear out his hair and rip apart all these book page by page.
his room is in shambles and he can’t seem to think straight anymore.
loses his interest in everything.
forgets his skin care routine and lets himself go without caring about it.
forces himself to go to parties and tries to sleep with someone to feel better but when it fails, he stops sleeping around in general.
like mammon, he doesn’t come home often to avoid seeing the house he had lived in with you happily.
cannot forget about you no matter what he does, and that frustrates him the most.
wishes he had done something to stop you or at least slept beside you one last time.
neglects himself for a while.
poor bby isn’t hungry for once.
can’t seem to eat now that you’re not sitting beside him, giggling about something he had said.
spends a lot of his time doing weight training and exercising to get his mind off of you.
misses all the meals you used to make on the nights you were in charge of cooking.
sometimes forgets you’re not around whenever he’s about to go downstairs to eat dinner.
clings to belphie in hopes to fill the gap in his heart.
accidentally broke down your room door in an angry fit when your absence finally set in.
either he sleeps even more or somehow gets less sleep.
no matter what, he feels sluggish and blank.
locks himself in the attic, almost as if he was never released in the first place.
even though he hated humans, your absence affected him the most after he had grown to love you as a human.
nearly went demon mode on diavolo when he found out that you were being sent back to the human world.
partially wishes he never met you but cherishes his memories with you too much to ever wish for that wholeheartedly.
sleeps in your bed often to hold onto your lingering scent that was fading quickly.
complains to beel that you were nothing but a stupid human who turns their backs on demons like them, but he never means anything he says.
“Why is it so quiet in here?” Diavolo asks as he opens the front door of the House of Lamentation with Barbatos at his side. The man’s golden eyes scanned the entry hall, noticing how it was so eerily dark and quiet that it almost felt like something out of a horror movie. It felt like no one had lived here in over two thousand years. “Hello?”
Upon receiving message from Diavolo, everyone had exited their rooms for the first time in a while, looking like they were dragged through the mud. The state they were in made Diavolo jump with surprise, shocked to find that even Lucifer looked like he was ill. “What happened to you guys?!”
“What is it that you need, Lord Diavolo?” Lucifer asked as he ran a hand through his hair to compose himself a bit in front of the red haired man. “If is nothing important, may I kindly ask you to leave and return another time?”
Diavolo sighed, shaking his head lightly as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I don’t know what’s up with you guys, but I brought everyone’s favorite person along with me so sing your praises now!”
Mammon huffed, “If ya’ talking about that butler of yours, ain’t nobody care right now! We got bigger things to worry about!”
Barbatos simply smiled, taking no offense to the sly insult thrown his way.
Diavolo cocked a brow in confusion. “What? Of course not! It’s-“
The person stepped out from behind Diavolo, catching the attention of every single male in the room. The seven brother’s choked, staring at the one person they had longed for these past few days.
“[y/n]!” They shouted in unison, practically flying down the stairs to get to you. Mammon was the first to reach you, wrapping his arms around your entire body as he tackled you to the floor. The other brother’s climbed on top of you two, hugging you so tightly that you feared this would be where you’d die. “You’re back!”
Diavolo chuckled boisterously. “This is amusing! You lot are acting like you didn’t know they’d return today!” His laugh came to an abrupt stop when he saw the flat expressions coming from each and every brother. “Oh- Did I not inform you?”
“Obviously you didn’t.” Belphegor scoffed with a roll of the eyes, burying his face in the crook of your neck to inhale your scent. “[y/n]...”
“Ya can’t ever leave again! I’ll seriously get angry at ya if this happens again! Ya either go to the human world with me or ya don’t go at all!” Mammon snapped, cupping your cheeks while getting dangerously close to your face to yell at you.
“I’ll severely punish you if you ever leave this manor without giving me a heads up as to where you’re off to. You’re not just an exchange student anymore. You’re special.” Lucifer explained, a panicked glint in his tired eyes as he reached out to pat your head gently with his gloved hand.
Satan sighed, pressing his forehead against your back. “If you leave again, I don’t know if I’ll be able to control my emotions, so don’t leave.”
The avatar of lust whined loudly, “my beautiful self can’t handle a life without you! Don’t ever go anywhere without me again!” He clutched onto her waist tightly.
“Don’t... Don’t go anywhere.” Leviathan said with a sad frown on his lips as he held your hand, bringing it up to rest against his cheek. “It’s so empty without you.”
“Let’s eat dinner together, [y/n].” Beel suggested, his voice full of emotions as he drooled at the thought of dinner with you.
A million emotions ran through your veins as you sat there, basking in the warmth of their touch. It was overwhelming to receive so much love all at once but it was amazing.
A smile slowly crept onto your lips as you leaned into their touch, enjoying the way they clung to you as if you’d disappear any moment now. “I missed you guys, too.”
“What a lovely reunion!” Diavolo exclaimed happily, snapping a view blurry photos on his D.D.D to send to the group chat later.
After the heartfelt moment, they quickly disappeared upstairs to fix up their appearance before rushing downstairs to the kitchen where you stood. They clung to you like bugs to a light, hounding you about your sudden departure, only to find out that you had gone up there with Diavolo and Barbatos to help the man experience human world activities he had never gotten to try before. Diavolo was sure he had told them that but seeing as they were genuinely distressed, he assumed the message never reached.
Even though they were beyond pissed with Diavolo and his carelessness, they were just glad you were back. Them being here with you really was their idea of a perfect life.
a/n: UH YEA K GOODNIGHT
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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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Hello 👹 may I request how the demon brothers would prefer to kiss their s/o and where? Ty ily
where and how they kiss their s/o
warnings: maybe a little suggestive? nothing major just making out/kissing a lot
a/n: ty for requesting !! this was so fun to write and i was extremely self indulgent i am sorry
one trillion percent treats you like royalty, he is always kissing the tops of your hands
he isnt into pda much but will kiss your hands anywhere no matter what
i feel like he also enjoys forehead kisses but only in private
if we talking about kisses kisses, he's a very passionate guy so,,, very passionate kisses when you're alone,, grabs the back of your head and pulls you in
will leave a trail of kisses from your neck to your lips
this is my simp talking but he loves to kiss your cheeks if he's feeling brave in public
an avid nose kisser/booper no i do not take criticism (obv in private, he would die before he booped your nose in front of anyone else)
once again, not much into pda but only bc he's a huge tsundere, in reality he wants to kiss you all the time no matter where y'all are but he gotta hold back <\3
how does he kiss? i'm not even gonna lie he's a very messy kisser and had no idea what he was doing at first but now he's 100% got the hang of it
before he got better he used to bash teeth w you a lot LMAO
overall very soft lips 10/10
okay so he doesn't kiss you much because it's embarrassing, however on the rare occasions that he does, he always goes for the temple
definitely loosens up over the years but at first he refused to kiss you in public bc he was nervous 😭
during your alone time, just at the right moment, he kisses the top of your head if you're gaming together
surprisingly, he kisses way better than mammon 💀
it's the plethora of romance anime he's watched ngl
definitely not GOOD but not too bad either, you have to tell him to slow down because he has no sense of pace
lord have m
is not afraid to kiss you anywhere and everywhere at all times
i feel like no matter what, he doesn't have a specific place he likes kissing you in public, he always goes for the lips
whether it's a peck or not
not so much a rough kisser as he is a romantic one, he's not as rough/passionate as luci
he's a slow kisser and definitely holds your face in his hands while you kiss
same as satan but more obnoxious about it
will cry if you don't want to kiss him in public 💀💀
anyways he's always wanting to kiss you everywhere and anywhere
will full on make out w you in the middle of the street
his kisses are very passionate and have lots of unfortunate tongue 🙁
this is not asmo slander i love him <3
he is so tall idc how tall you are, he's taller than you end of story
doesn't care about pda in public but also doesn't initiate it
if you need a kiss he will give you a kiss no problem
he's a very proper kisser, idk how else to describe his kisses other than neat
like he isn't sloppy or too rough it's just perfect ilysm<\3
holds your waist when he kisses you and you try to put your arms around his shoulders but you can barely reach
likes to kiss you on the cheek when he's half awake and you're standing next to eachother
if he's feeling really good when he wakes up he'll lightly kiss both of your eyelids to wake you up
possessive so he will kiss you in front of anyone
extremely sloppy literally does not care bc it's just a kiss and he wants to go back to sleep
if he just really wants kisses he will grab your face (like satans pic) and kiss you a bunch
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Obey Me! MC Who Is Stubborn When Sick
In case any of you are sick here’s a little something for you. I will learn how to make a masterlist later when I have time. Enjoy.
You had been staying up quite late from studying and other late work nights in devildom
Lucifer once caught you up past 3am studying. He lovingly scolded you and forced you to bed.
However those late nights have caught up to you and you start feeling like you have a cold
Lucifer notices right away when you sluggishly walk by him in the halls
When you come back from school you see someone rapidly approaching you
Lucifer Immediately takes off one of his gloves and feels your temperature
A frown and long sigh are followed as he drags you to his room to get rest
If you protest saying that you’re fine and you’d like to keep working, he will go from dragging you to sweeping you off your feet and carrying you
When he comes back with medicine from the human world and sees that you’re working or not resting in anyway, he firmly restates that he wants you to rest, “What do you think you’re doing. Didn’t I just tell you to rest *sigh* I am confiscating your textbooks.” He takes your textbooks
He’ll make room in his schedule to give you your medicine and to comfort you. When you deny that you don’t need anything. Expect to be responded with a concerned and irritated look that loves you too much to yell at you while your sick but he will later
If you give him a kiss on the cheek to thank him Lucifer would lose all reason he had to scold you and quietly gives in to his cute human as he rests next to you allowing himself to forget about paper work for a few minutes
It was getting colder out, however you refused to wear a jacket because “you don’t need one.” At least that’s what you told Mammon while walking back to the House of Lamentation.
Mammon the entire time was trying to make you warm or give you his jacket, “stupid human you ain’t a demon you’re gonna get sick!” he warned.
And just as The Great Mammon predicted you started sneezing and coughing the next day
Oh he was not having it
“What’d I tell ya come here ya idiot” He scolded you as he took your hand in his and dragged you to his room
You tried to protest telling him it’s just a cold and that it’s no big deal
Mammon turned to you and promised to you that you’re gonna rest today and let him take care of you and nothing you do will stop him from doing so
Mammon cancels any plans he had to stay by your side
He even made you his favorite ramen because he knows soup helps, but he doesn’t know how to make the kind of human soup that helps you when you’re sick
“Just take the damn ramen already I-I don’t know what else to make ya” He stutters as he hands you his ramen trying to hide his blush
You give him a peck on his cheek
He’s now 10 times more protective of you than he already was
You and Levi had been staying up playing video games for hours on end
Levi noticed that over the past few days of you staying up so late with him that you had been coughing a bit. He also notices that you have goosebumps even though the room isn’t that cold.
“Ehhh are you alright normie can you not handle staying up this late?” He asks. You tell him you’re fine, and then you cough again.
Now Levi is worried. Without thinking he moves closer to you to feel your temperature. You’re burning up!
“You’re not fine! You’re forehead feel hot.” You tell him it’s nothing and that you can keep playing. “Are you crazy no way!” He says
He gets up and tries to find you something to cool you down. You can hear him shuffling through his stuff followed by multiple “moe” sounds
When he can’t find anything he decides to just use his hand since his skin is already sort of cold
He adds a few more pillows in his bathtub bed and orders you to stay put in there
He’ll lay his hand on your head allowing you to sleep
It’s only after you sleep that Levi becomes less worried and realizes how close he was to your face and how now his hand is on your head. He’s now dying of embarrassment as he tries to keep his hand on your head.
You had started reading this amazing book series together and stayed up for the past few nights to finish it as fast as possible
After you both finished Satan noticed how you often coughed while talking to him about your opinions on the series
Satan becomes worried and pushes away some of your hair to feel your temperature with the back of his hand
“You’re temperature is high, I should’ve known not to keep you up so late. I’ll take responsibility for this”
You tell him you’re fine but Satan ignores your protests and orders you to stay in his room while he makes you some tea
When he comes back he has you sit with him so that your back lays on his chest while he reads to you
After finishing your tea and snuggling in his lap you end up falling asleep
Satan tucks you in and kisses you good night and makes sure you get enough rest tomorrow
Don’t even try to argue with him he won’t allow you to further ruin your health by staying up late again
You had been sneaking out and partying with Asmo for a few nights
Even though you were only there to keep Asmo company you notice that you had been feeling a bit warm. While you brushed it off as nothing, Asmo noticed right away when he grabbed your arm to pull you on the dance floor. Only to freeze from feeling how warm your arm felt. He then felt your forehead and gasped.
Asmo will immediately take you back home
If you protest and tell him you feel fine and to keep partying. Asmo will lovingly yell at you, “Absolutely not! We’re going home.”
He’ll hold your hand the entire time sneaking back to the house and makes you take a bath that has a scent that can clear up any stuffiness in your nose
“Does that feel better hun? You need to take the day of tomorrow I’m not letting my sweet human get sick on me.” He says while smiling at you and kissing your forehead.
How can you not accept his comfort when he’s smiling like that. You give in and let him take care of you the following day.
Beel had noticed you staying up late because he encountered you more often in the middle of the night when he was out to get food
You would often wave to him and say goodnight
One night you give him a hug and Beel can feel right away how warm your body is
He’ll pull you away and feel your forehead
He won’t say anything at first but instead frown at you worried about how hot you feel
You tell him your fine and that you always stay up like this so it’s no big deal
Before you can even finish what you have to say Beel picks you up and carries you to his room. Even if you tell him to put you down and that you’re fine Beel will look at you concerned and you will have no choice but to give in to his precious face.
He’ll tuck you in his bed and leave to bring you something warm to eat since that’s what Lilith did when he was sick
He will careful wrap his arms around you while trying to give you enough space to cool down but also keeping you close to him
When you fall asleep he focuses so much on keeping you safe and watching your temperature that he stays with you all night not even leaving to get food
When he sees Beel bring you to their room he comforts you along with Beel
While Beel goes to make you food he keeps you company
You complain to Belphie about how you’re not sick and this is unnecessary
“You’re so stubborn. You feel hot don’t even try to leave this bed.” He’ll say while resting his head on your thighs to keep you from leaving
He’ll rest next to you on the side Beel isn’t on and will influence your sleep with his sin helping you rest
Will kiss your forehead goodnight and watch you rest for a bit before going to sleep himself
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Title: Closed Casket.
Commissioned by the very lovely @99shadowcat99.
Pairing: Yandere!Demon Brothers/Reader (Obey Me).
Word Count: 2.4k.
TW: Toxic Relationships, Dehumanization, Codependence, Threats of Violence, Mentions of Death, Implied Imprisonment.
It was a closed-casket funeral.
For such a small detail, it bothered you more than it had any right to. You hadn’t been the one to arrange it, the one to speak to the undertaker and evaluate the damage – that was a responsibility that fell to her fiancé rather than you, a distant cousin, only brought up in conversations about postponed friendships and quickly thinning family trees. You’d done what you could to help, what a last living relative should do to help - paying for flower arrangements, speaking to financial advisors, sorting through her belongs and trying to guess at what might’ve held some sentimental value to someone more present in her life, but you never saw the body. No one ever offered, and you hadn’t known how to ask. She was gone, now, dead and buried, and you'd never gotten to see her, even if everyone who had said that it was probably for the best.
And it probably was. They were probably right. You wouldn’t feel any better, if you had.
And yet, you found it difficult to believe you could feel any worse than you did now, either.
Belphegor was curled around your arm. He had been since you came back from the Human World, slotted against your side, draped over your shoulders, and currently, splayed out on top of you, his face buried in the flesh just above your shoulder blade, his body forcibly tangled with yours in a way that was too awkward to be comfortable for both of you, a sacrifice he seemed more than willing to make on your behalf. You’d tried to shrug him off earlier, when he first decided there was enough space on the smallest loveseat in the common room for his strange, daily ritual, and when that failed, you’d tried to talk him into letting go, into loosening his grip enough for you to slip away when he fell asleep, into relocating to somewhere else, somewhere softer, somewhere with a pillow that could easily replace you when he was too busy tossing and turning to care, but Belphegor had always been so frustratingly picky when it came to where, how, and when he chose to sleep.
He’d chosen you, and he’d chosen like this, and he’d chosen now. There was little you could do to change his mind, after he’d already made it up.
Still, you tried. He wasn’t asleep yet, caught somewhere between permanently half-conscious state and a sleep deep enough to warrant medical concern for most living creatures, supernaturally inclined or otherwise. “Belphie,” You called, gently, pushing the temptation to try more forceful methods into the back of your mind. “Think you pick another spot? Just for today?”
“Can’t.” It was a simple response, his voice heavy with sourceless exhaustion, just as short and just as blunt as it had been the last time you asked. You weren’t sure what you’d expected, honestly. “You were gone. I can’t.”
Your frown deepened. You’d left for a week – nine days, at most. And Belphegor couldn’t have been awake for more than half of that. “That’s not--”
“He was lonely, sweetheart.” It was Asmodeus, this time, as he perched himself on the loveseat’s arm. He wasn’t any better than Belphie, nimble fingertips soon tracing aimless patterns over the side of your neck, the dip of your shoulder, taking up the space he could occupy since the space he’d like to was already in-use. “He’ll get better, in a few days. Once it sinks in that you won't be leaving again.”
You were out of practice. A month ago, you would’ve known better than to respond, than to ask questions to someone who took as much delight in festering doubts as Asmodeus did. A month ago, you would’ve brushed him off and found your way to Purgatory Hall for the rest of the night. But, it wasn’t a month ago, and you were tired. You were still thinking about that casket, and you couldn’t seem to think of much else. “What do you mean?”
“Oh?” There was a pause, a laugh, light and melodic and fluttering. You’d always liked his laugh. You could bring yourself to enjoy it, though, not right now. “No one’s told you, yet?”
“Don’t tease ‘em.” You hadn’t noticed how full the common room had gotten, not until Mammon spoke and you reflexively turned to face the sofa opposite to yours. He was standing, leaning against the back, his hands clasped in a way that’d put his anxiety on display far more transparently than his voice ever could. Beelzebub, too, his arms crossed over his chest as his attention shifted idly between you, the console in Leviathan’s hands, and the book splayed out in Satan's lap, his scowl serving as evidence of his annoyance. It always bothered you, how easily he grew frustrated by situations he chose to put himself in. It bothered you a little more, today. “Might as well spit it out, if you’re going to bring it up,” Mammon went on, shifting his weight, letting his eyes fall to the floor, then rise to the ceiling, then drift back to you. “There’s no point putting it off.”
“Weren’t you supposed to tell them, Mammon?” Beelzebub chimed in, absent-mindedly. If it'd been Satan, if it'd been Lucifer, it would’ve been pointed, malicious, purposeful. Beelzebub just sounded like he was trying to remind his older brother of something he’d forgotten. “You said you should be the one to do it, since you met them first. Then, when Lucifer said you wouldn’t be able to do it, you said that if the human threw a tantrum, you could just--”
“I didn’t say shit.” Mammon cut him off, his tone hostile, but it was a half-hearted anger, more petty than vengeful. “I said I could, not that I would, and Lucifer shot me down. If he hadn’t, there’d already be a deadbolt on every fucking door in the house. We wouldn’t be sitting around, talkin’ about it.”
“Every door?” Beelzebub looked confused. Then, he looked concerned. “I thought we agreed to just seal the exits.”
“I still think we should just use their bedroom,” Leviathan chimed in, never looking up from his hand-held. Something tightened in the back of your throat. Experimentally, you tried to pull yourself out of Belphegor’s arms, but he only held you tighter, and Asmodeus’ nails dug into your shoulder, rooting you back into place without a single word. “It’d be cool, kinda like a permanent save-point. We wouldn’t have to worry about baby-proofing the entire house, either.”
“We could use a leash,” Asmodeus suggested, never breaking his stare. He didn’t look away. You wished he would. You wished they’d, if nothing else, have the courtesy to wait until you’d left the room to start talking about things you didn’t know and didn’t want to know. “So we can make sure they’re always close by! Or, we could have Lucifer enchant a collar – having to hold a tether might get in way when I have to--”
“He’d never do it.” It was the first time Satan had cut in, but it was clear he’d been listening. His book was still open, his expression still concentrated, but he was tapping his foot, the disruption soundless against the thick carpeting, and you couldn’t remember the last time he thought to pretend to turn a page. He was listening, but he didn’t want to be. He was a part of this, but you doubted he’d every say as much out loud. You doubted he’d ever let himself admit he’d stooped to that level. “And if he did, we’d never hear the end of it. In a week, there’d probably be a new kennel in the catacombs, right next to Ceberus’.” He stopped, for a moment, shaking his head. For your own sake, your chose to believe the envy lingering behind his voice was his attempt at a bad joke. “You would prefer a bedroom, wouldn’t you, (Y/n)?”
He asked you a question. He was talking to you, now, directly, which was more than you could say for any of his brothers. It should’ve been an improvement. An opportunity, if nothing else, a chance to ask why Asmodeus was looking at you like that, why you could feel Belphegor’s careless smile pressing into your skin, but you hesitated, something catching in your chest. It felt too solid, too heavy, too rough and too jagged. It felt like it’d hurt to swallow down, later on, once the unease passed and you got over whatever scheme they’d planned out, while you were gone.
“I… What?” You weren’t sure what you wanted to say, but it came out as a question regardless, your reluctance blending messily with your confusion. “This isn’t funny. If you’re going to act like this every time I visit the Human World, I might have to stop coming back.”
Finally, Satan glanced up from his book. If you didn’t know better, you might’ve said he was smiling. “Right. Because you still think you're allowed to leave.”
The rest of the room fell silent. Or, maybe it didn’t, maybe it was louder than it'd ever been. You didn’t know. You couldn't hear anything, not over the sudden ringing in your ears. “I’ll have to, eventually. It’s not up to me.”
Beelzebub shifted in his seat, suddenly uncomfortable. “It’d be safer if you stayed in the Devildom. We can’t protect you in the Human World.”
Leviathan’s grip tightened around his console. In the background, you could hear the plastic shell start to crack. “We wouldn’t be able to see you. Not all the time. Not for more than a few weeks at a time.” He was quiet, for a moment. Then, he added, “It wouldn’t be the same. It wouldn’t… It wouldn’t feel like it does when you’re here.”
Mammon looked away, letting his head lull to the side. “You belong here, with us. You’re supposed to be here. We’re just doin’ you a favor. No one wants to watch you figure out how fucked you’d be on your own.”
And, finally, Belphegor groaned, exhaustion heavy in the gravely sound. He untangled himself from you, but the freedom was temporary, fleeting, his arms snaking around your waist, instead, his face soon gracelessly buried in your chest. His eyes flickered open, but barely, just enough to let him stare up at you through his eyelashes, a thoughtless grin pulling at the corners of his lips. He wasn’t divided, not like his brothers were. He didn’t try to pretend he was above holding you against your will. “You're not leaving again.” It wasn’t a question. It wasn’t even a threat. It was just a fact, to him. It was something that wouldn’t happen, that couldn’t happen, if only because his older brothers were willing to work so hard to make sure it didn’t. “We’re not gonna share you, anymore. We’re not gonna have to.”
You didn’t want to hear anything else. You didn’t want to be here, anymore, not if this was what it meant, not if it was going to feel like standing in front of that closed casket all over again, the urge to run and sob and scream silencing every reasonable thought you’d ever had. You didn’t bother trying to talk to Asmodeus and Belphegor, you didn’t bother trying to coo and edge and skirt around their anger, their unspoken threats, not anymore, not when your body was already standing on its own, shoving at Belphegor’s body and swatting at Asmodeus’ hand as he reached out, aiming to cup your cheek and tell you so gently to sit down and shut up. Beelzebub leaned forward, Mammon flinched, and you could’ve sworn you caught a row of long, pointed fangs flash across Satan’s sneer, but you didn’t care. You wanted to hit something. You wanted to yell. You’d wanted to ever since you came back to this damned house and its overly affectionate occupants.
“You don’t get to share me.” You couldn’t be shared. You weren’t theirs to share, even if they already seemed geared against the idea. You weren’t theirs to trap, either. You never would be. “I don’t need your protection, and you don’t need to see me, and the only place I’m supposed to be is the Human World. I don’t know what got into your fucked-up heads while I was gone, but you can’t just--”
“Sit down, (Y/n).”
You stopped mid-sentence.
Right. You’d almost forgotten Lucifer hadn't gotten a chance say his piece, yet.
He didn’t give you time to cooperate. There was already a fist curled around the back of your collar, dragging you back into your seat, the action so much more aggressive than Belphegor’s oppressive dead-weight or Amsodeus’ sweet, sickly temptation. You couldn’t see him, but you could feel Lucifer looming over you, standing tall, towering above his younger brothers as he took control of the room. You wondered if he’d been here the entire time, if he’d heard everything, rather than just your sudden outburst. You wondered if you should hope that he had.
“We missed you, while you were gone.” He didn’t sound mad. He didn’t sound mad, but none of them did, none of them sounded like they were plotting to keep you away from your home, your friends, the life you had outside of demons and angels and magic. None of them sounded dangerous, either, save for Lucifer. He’d always been easier to trust when he wasn’t pretending to be kind. “We’ve all been alive for centuries, and yet, you went and made a week feel like a small eternity. Do you know how difficult it is for a human to inflict that kind of suffering onto a demon?”
You didn’t answer. Across the room, Mammon laughed and Satan bristled. Belphegor melted back into your side, more than happy just to have his resting place scared into immobility.
“You’ll stay.” It was an order, this time. Not a suggestion, not a passing concern, but a command, something you would be expected to obey. He had the nerve to use that low, calm cadence, measured and pre-meditated. He didn’t want to let you convince yourself he was as prone to bluffing as his brothers were. “You’ll stay because we want you to. We’re willing to use force, but there’s no need for that. Is there, love?”
You nodded, your body tense and your eyes glassy, and Lucifer rewarded you with a breathy chuckle, a row of knuckles delicately pressed to your cheek. A miserable reward for such an unwilling sacrifice, but Lucifer didn’t seem to mind. It certainly didn’t stop him from leaning in, his lips brushing against the top of your head, his voice falling just low enough to make something sharp and cold shot down your spine, as he went on.
“It’s not like you have anything to go back to, anymore.”
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~bad habits lead to...~
So uhm, pls forgive for not being active but uhm yeah. Also people pls send requests, i need ideas
Warnings: Sommonophilia, overstimulation
'He's sleeping, like every day' you thought to yourself, looking down on your peacefully sleeping boyfriend. A little bit of drool was running down belphies chin, as he hugged his pillow. He did look cute, what an adorable demon. 'Belphie im sorry for what im about to do' you thought to yourself before leaning down and screaming
"Oh good you're awake now. Lucifer wants to see you"
Belphie just looks at you with big, confused eyes, before getting out of bed. He's still half asleep, but somehow he manages to navigate himself out of his room and to his brothers office. You sit down on his bed, waiting for him to come back. After an hour belphie enters his room again and immediately flops himself onto the bed. You chuckle as he grips his pillow and goes back to sleeping right away. You just watch him sleep for a while, running your hand through his hair. You can see him shift and as he moves again, its visible that he has a boner. 'Uhm what now?' you think to yourself. Your boyfriend is having a lewd dream and you're right beside him. 'Right, he's a heavy sleeper anyway' is what you tell yourself before slowly pulling down belphies pants and boxers. He shivers as the cold air hits his cock but mere seconds after he's already sleeping like nothing happend. You gently place to fingers into his slightly opened mouth and to your suprises belphie subconsciously starts sucking on them. After a while you pull them out of his mouth again, bring them down to his hole. Tracing the ring of muscles before slowly pushing one finger past it. A quiet whimler leaves the sleeping boys mouth as he shifts again, giving you better access to his hole. Another finger pushes into him, welcomed by the tight heat. You start scissoring him before placing a third finger into his hole as well. Thrusting all three fingers in and out him. Belphie's letting out soft whimpers, while still sleeping. He really is a heavy sleeper. Finally you pull your fingers out, opening your pants and slowly, as to not wake belphie up, push yourself into him. Belphie's expressions look adorable as he subconsciously pushes himself back onto your cock. Now even little moans leaving the sleeping boys mouth. You start out with little thrusts, just wanting to see his reaction. Belphie seems to comply as he's pushing himself back onto your cock again. Over time the thrusts get harder and you can tell belphie's close. He's moaning and as you make another, sharp and hard thrust he wakes up.
"What are- yo- you doing-?"
He asks, but you don't answer, his small frame looks so cute, sleepy eyes filled with pleasure as he tries to get more. You pull out of him, making belphie look at you with confused and now a bit teary eyes. But the confusion leabes as soon as he feels your hands grap around his tiny waist, pulling up. Pressing him against your chest before you drop him down onto your cock. A loud moan rippes from belphie's throat followed by a series of moans as you lift him up just to slam the tiny boy back onto your cock. Thrusting up into him at the same time. Belphie is trying his best to help you but he can't really do much, your cock, deep in his ass, making the poor demon go dumber and dumber every second. As then one of your hands then wanders to his chest, un buttoning his pj top and pinching one his nipples, before rubbing it, he cums untouched. White ropes of cum painting his chest and the bed. But you're nowhere near finished as you continue to use him throughout his orgasm. Basiclly throwing him onto the mattress as his face gets pressed into the sheets, while you continue to mercilessly fuck him. He' s trying to say something but he can't get anything out his mouth exepet for moans and occasional whimpers. Tears running down his face as he feels another orgasm approach.
"Please, ple- please sto- stop-"
"No, you look so pretty like thus so why should i stop. And why should i even listen to a mindless whore like you?"
You tell him, those words alone made him cum a second time.
"Aww look at that, you really are a whore. My personal little fucktoy, thats what you are, aren't you?"
You ask, obviously just wanting to tease him but belphie nodds.
"Ye- yes, m'your fu- fucktoy-"
You chuckle darkly as you continue thrusting into him, while one hand wanders down to his pretty little cock, jerking the crying boy of. He's begging you to stop, telling you he can't take another orgasm, like you care. You rip anothef orgasm from the poor boy, feeling his hole clench down around you. Just what you needed as you thrust into him one more time, shooting your semen into him. As you pull out there's even a little bulge in his belly, showing you and him where your cum is.
"What a pretty little whore you are."
You tell him, lifting his chin up so he has to look at you.
"M'not a whore"
You chuckle as his answer, before turning around and leaving belphie laying on the bed.
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The brothers and their unexpected hobbies
A/N: probably not exactly unexpected but you know, just little self-indulgent HC for this fine Sunday afternoon.
Lucifer: Sensory deprivation tank. No brothers, no shenanigan, no paperwork. Literally head empty just vibing.
Mammon: Sudoku. This dude is good with numbers. He won't ever admit it. But he has a sudoku book above the toilet. You can also find Mammon scribbling in sudoku puzzles in newspapers at photoshoots.
Levi: Making music. Most likely electronic music. You know, like the gamer playlists on Spotify lmao. Definitely N O T a Soundcloud rapper. Loves it when people samples his stuff.
Satan: Scale model building. He probably got into it after seeing Gundam figures in Levi's room. Super into making hyper realistic weathering for planes, tanks, ships etc. after reading about them.
Asmo: Hydroponic gardening. Asmo's not gonna get down and dirty (😏) in an actual garden. But he loves fresh flowers too much to not grow them himself. Growing plants without dirt is a perfect solution.
Beel: Chainsaw carving. Beel is out in the forest with a chainsaw making sculptures out of fallen logs and random dead trees. He just leaves them in the forest for people to find and wonder who left them there.
Belphie: Lockpicking after MC showed him LockPickingLawyer's Youtube channel. He's trying to break into Lucifer's office since the oldest uses both enchantments and physical locks to keep his room safe.
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The brothers' kinks: Belphie
Tw for cnc (consensual non-consent).
· He's the most animalistic and earthly of the brothers, and he can't be remotely assed to keep a façade up.
· Whenever he's feeling particularly horny and uncharacteristically awake, the cow indulges in primal sex.
· What is primal for demons doesn't necessarily aligns with human standards though, so expect the scrape of his horns against your skin, lots of clawing, constant hard biting and his tail swatting and spanking, restraining your movements so that you're left at his mercy.
· Breeding is also an intrinsic factor in primal sex, and Belphegor only ever cums deep inside you.
· He gets lost on the way you squeeze around him, how you turn so docile taking all he has to give to you even when you're crying that it's too much, that you can't handle it, and your overstimulated sobs when he's about to empty himself inside you. That does it for him.
· Cnc is a constant thing with Belphie as well. Ranging from different scenarios you two enact to consensual somnophilia.
· In the first case, he relishes especially on watching you wrestle against his restraints, only for him to flip you on your stomach and mount you, fucking you senseless as he shoves his claws into your mouth to add to the struggle.
· With that, degradation and humilliation also come into play.
· Hair pulling, throat squeezing, name calling and filthy remarks, slapping your face with his cock then making you beg for it, spitting in your mouth, forcing you to swallow. You name it. He loves you, and loves to fuck you up if you allow it.
· Belphie is a sadomasochist, and although the sadism on him comes across stronger, he'd love to watch you try whip him into submission someday.
· Regarding somnophilia, this is the one that hits all the marks for him and gets him going like nothing else.
· It's almost natural and inherent of him, and whether it's giving or receiving, Belphegor is all about it.
· Between the low effort required, the abstract aspect of the kink and fact that you are so bare and vulnerable for him to do what he wants with you, to the notion that you trust him enough to let him do this and that even in your sleep you want him, he gets overwhelmed. Just thinking about it is enough to get him hard in no time.
· If you do anything to Belphie while he sleeps and he either finds out or wakes up during, you won't hear the end of it for days. He'll tease you all the time and when you guys are about to sleep would ask if you were going to touch him again, with a shit eating grin on his face.
· He loves it and would encourage it.
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Belphie as parent
Belphie: *wakes up* What the fuck do you want?!!
Mc: Hey be gentle, try singing to him.
Belphie,singing: What the fuck do you want?!!
Mc: That's not-
Baby: *stopped crying*
Belphie: Hey it worked *goes back to sleep*
Mc & Baby:
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Home(Dinner Part 2)
Im shortening the exchange students name to S/N AKA student name
Sorry i forgot to answer the person who actually requested this @kurooandkarmaswife thank you sm for requesting! I hope you enjoy 😩
Also lets pretend you cant have more than 1 pact with a human cause yeah. If you havent read Dinner yet go read it since you’ll really only understand this if u read the first part
Fandom: Obey me!
Pairing: not really with anyone but has subtle undertones of solomon & Simeon x reader
Length: sort of long
Genre: Angst with comfort
Gn! Reader and exchange student!
Dinner last night, was, well...pretty terrible. I ended up waking up at 2 am to the brothers STILL not home. Apparently even Diavolo had taken a liking to the new exchange student.
A day goes by and finally i get to meet the new exchange student.
Is all i can think. I walk into the living room unnoticed as everyone is talking to the new exchange student, i wouldnt blame them.
They look incredible.
I felt a hint of jealousy wash over me. Seeing Mammon, Asmo’s and Beel’s joyful laughs as they talk to them. Their voice was ever so gentle, it’s what i imagine spring to sound like.
I tried forgetting about my distasteful thoughts of jealousy and walked over to them.
I called out to try and grab their attention
“Oh, MC! I didnt see you there;;”
Asmo said to me as he was taking selfies with the new exchange student
“This is the new exchange student”
“Hi! My name is MC”
I happily introduced myself
“My name is S/N”
They brought their hand out and i shook it in return. Their eyes were ever so sweet, i felt the sadness come over me as i wore a soft smile.
Something tells me this wont end well.
Weeks go by as i barely get to see the brothers anymore. They’re always around S/N. I find myself longing the brothers touch. The random emergency texts i get from mammon, calls from Asmo asking me if i wanted to go to a club, Belphie always dragging me to his room to take a nap, Beel’s adorable goodnight texts, Lucifer’s complaints about work, Satan’s library dates, And levi’s rants about a certain anime he just watched.. i missed it all.
I guess i missed the warmth and the constant attention i got from them. The attention thats now being directed at S/N.
The new feeling of emptiness leads me to the Purgatory hall, a place i’ve been to quite often after S/N had won over the brothers.
I enter the room praying that i dont see S/N hogging Luke, Solomon, and Simeon’s attention....
Did i just think that?
Am i that jealous?
Have i gotten so used to being in the spotlight that suddenly i become like this when not in the center?
Its an unpleasant feeling and i try to snap myself out of it as i see Simeon, Luke, and Solomon all happily seated on the couch drinking tea and eating pastries Luke made.
Luke happily greets me as well as Solomon and Simeon. Im pulled to the couch as im seated next to Luke. I take a bite of the pastry and embrace the comfort of the sugary sweets.
The conversation goes on for a long time as hours go by. Soon enough the entire tray of pastries and tea are long gone.
As the clock hits 8 PM i realize ive been at the Purgatory hall for too long now. Excusing myself i go back to the house of Lamentation to be once again greeted by smiling faces and S/N laying out plates filled with food for the brothers.
The brothers quarrels, Satan’s face of annoyance, Asmo’s whining... The smell of warm food on the dinner table being handed out....
As i hide from the view of the brothers and S/N i look back to when it would to be me that made everyone dinner and calmed them down.
My chair had been occupied by S/N,
Did they expect me to sit on the floor for dinner or something?
As i slowly walked to my room i heard the deep voice of Lucifer
“Oh MC,,, sorry S/N is sitting on your spot, we thought you were gonna go to the purgatory hall for dinner tonight. We do apologize”
As i feel my throat closing up i smile and say in a bubbly tone
“Oh it’s fine! I was actually gonna go out with my friends for dinner anyways! I was just getting something from my room, i’ll be out in a sec!”
Lucifer gave me a warm smile and continued conversing with S/N
As i went to my room i started to realize the situation here. I’ve been replaced. I mean who wouldn’t replace me when the actual definition of an angel was right in front of them with their welcoming arms open.
As soon as i got to my room salty tears trailed down my cheeks,
Whatever the emotion was i wasn’t having it. Unlocking my DDD to be greeted by the wallpaper of me and the brothers all dressed up for a ball we went to together once. i tried to hold back my few tears as i called Solomon, a dear friend of mine.
“Oh, yes MC? Is there anything you need?”
“I know i just left the purgatory hall but could I possibly stay there for the night?”
“Oh, of course! I dont exactly know why but Luke’s already whining about how you stayed for too little.”
“I’ll be right over”
I hung up the phone, my tears stopping after i heard that comforting voice of his.
That night i stayed at the purgatory hall, happily sleeping next to Luke, lulling him to sleep.
The purgatory hall became my escape. Solomon always made me laugh, Simeon always made sure i felt welcome there and Luke was practically my adopted son after how long i could stay with him.
As i went about the kitchen helping Luke make a pastry i showed him from the human world a strange feeling washed over me. The feeling of something being erased from my my soul, something was fading away. That something felt like it was piercing my soul.
I look around my body to see what it is. As i look around i see it.
My pact marks are starting to fade
I panic as i excuse myself and go back to the house of lamentation.
As i silently enter the room i hear the faint sound of the brothers, they’re discussing something.
“Cmon Satan you’ve gotta be quick! What if they find out?!”
“Removing a pact isnt that easy Mammon.”
As i listen more i realize what it is.
They’re trying to break my pact with me.
And for what exactly?
Because they want one with someone else.
That someone being S/N
It hurt. Who wouldn’t be hurt? tears flowed from my eyes in record time as i tiredly walk outside.
Devildom was a place the brothers always told me to beware of, but right now i couldnt care less.
While i walked around the town with puffy eyes and the stinging feeling of my pact marks being removed, i hear a certain group of people call my name, i look back to see Luke, Solomon and Simeon’s smiles quickly turn into frowns as they see my tears
“What’s wrong MC?!”
Luke worriedly asks
Unable to hold it in i tell Them.
“The brothers are trying to break my pact with them, they want one with S/N apparently. Im afraid i’ve been replaced by that saint..”
Solomon and Simeon’s face turn into faces of empathy while Luke’s turned quite sour
As Simeon came closer to me and pulled me close into a hugged he mumbles out a comforting phrase
“Whatever happens MC, you’ll always be welcome at the purgatory hall.”
The sentence made my stomach overflow with butterflies. I happily hug back, quickly accepting the purgatory hall as my new and improved home.
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No One Cares (HC)
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: All x fem!Reader, platonic.
Warning: kinda angsty reader? Reader doesn’t care if she dies.
Requested by: Anon
Prompt: Okay so we all know how dangerous the Devildom is and how often MC gets threatened by Demons and monsters alike. So I wonder how the Brothers and Dateables would react to an MC that’s just over everything. She just doesn’t care if something will kill her (especially since there’s nothing for her in the human world). Her face is always empty and unfazed by the Demons, Monsters, and whatever threats she gets. Lucifer:*threatening her* One of these days, I will kill you! *in Demon form* MC: Make it today then 😐When asked why she’s like this, she just calmly says “No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than be a burden for the exchange program.”
A/N: I can imagine MC having to deal with demon threats 24/7...and she would def become immune to it (even if she wasn’t over everything). >< Talk about having it tough.
Lucifer was angry at you for going near the grimoire, unaware you were simply playing hide-and-seek with his brothers.
He stood in front of you in his demon form and fangs bare. "What did I tell you before about entering this place?"
"Then punish me and kill me."
Your response stunned Lucifer and doused his rage immediately. Whenever he unleashed his demon form, he only saw two reactions: fear or will to fight back; never once had he heard a response like yours.
The Avatar of Pride returned to his usual form and questioned your response.
"No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program."
"Is that what you think?" Lucifer asked, holding back his anger. "Do you realize what you mean to my brothers? Do you know how they would feel if something happened to you?"
The demon sighed. "My apologies for losing my temper. You are part of my family and will remain part of it. As the head of this family, I will see to it that nothing happens to you. I don't know what you have been through but don’t speak such words again."
Mammon saw a lesser demon threatening you, and in an instant, he jumped in front of you.
The Avatar of Greed asked if you were okay and checked your body for injuries.
"Why did you save me? You should've just let the demon kill me."
Mammon froze and could only stare at you in shock. He couldn't fathom why you would say such a thing.
"What? No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program. "
"N-not...miss ya? Burden?" Mammon gripped your shoulders and shook you, "What's that supposed to mean?"
The demon was in turmoil. Were you mad at him for something? Did one of his brothers say something to you? Had he not told you enough that he cares about you? Do you not care about his opinion?
"I...I would miss ya..." Mammon's voice cracked as he averted his eyes from your blank face. "You know I care about ya, right? So d-don't even think about dyin' on me, 'kay?"
Asmo came to your rescue as soon as he saw a demon invading your personal space. "Sweetie, why didn't you call me? You knew I was nearby, didn't you?"
"Why bother? Let the demon kill me. It's not like anyone cares. No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program."
Asmo was horrified to hear those words, and he almost felt wrinkles forming on his skin. "Why would you say that? Sweetie, did something happen? You know you can always talk to me, right?"
Seeing that you weren't ready to say anything, Asmo held your hands firmly in his. "I care a lot about you, as do my brothers. I don't know what prompted you to think no one cares about you or call yourself a burden. If you ever feel that way, then talk to me right away. I will always make time for you."
Asmo hugged you before saying you're his for the rest of the day. He hoped that you would open up to him and not be so harsh on yourself.
Until then, the Avatar of Lust wanted to keep your mind distracted.
"Normie, how dare you say that you know more about TSL than me?" Levi snapped at your joke and revealed his demon form. "Do you have a death wish?"
"Sure, go ahead and finish me. No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than be a burden for the exchange program."
Your words were enough to deflate Levi's rage. All he could do was stare at you in shock as guilt took over.
Levi backed away from you and averted his eyes. "I...that's such a normie thing to say."
The Avatar of Envy remained silent for a while, letting various emotions take over his mind.
"Don't...say that, normie. Don't. I care about you...you are not a burden. I am s-sorry for g-getting mad."
Levi didn't ask you, but he started to wonder if you had gone through similar experiences as him. He felt a knot forming in his chest.
“I am more of a burden than you,” he mumbled under his breath.
Beel heard a lesser demon threatening you, and in a flash, he was in his demon form, attacking the fiend.
He was worried the demon had already attacked you, so he started bombarding you with questions.
"Why did you save me? Should've just let me die."
As soon as those words left your mouth, Beel started to get flashbacks of Lilith. He stood in a mute stupor, staring at you with wide eyes.
The Avatar of Gluttony held his head in his hand and ferociously shook his head, trying to push the images out.
"N-no...I...I won't let you die!" Beel pulled you into a bone-crushing hug. "I failed to save her, but I will not let anything happen to you. I can't lose you too..."
When Belphie heard another demon threatening you, he wanted to finish him right then and there. But, he chose to glare the creature down before pulling you away.
"Why were you taking his threats like that? You should've walked away."
"Why bother? No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than be to a burden for the exchange program."
Belphie stopped in his tracks and blankly stared at you. He didn't understand how you could say something like that so calmly.
"I didn't like you at the beginning and didn't understand why my brothers liked you either. But now...you're part of our family. All of us would miss you...whether you want to believe me or not is up to you. Know that we will protect you at all costs. We've lost Lilith, but we won't lose you."
Satan was calm when he told the lesser demon to back away from you. He kept his cool when he watched the demon scurrying away. He remained levelheaded as he asked you if you were okay. But, he lost his cool hearing your reply.
"Why did you waste your precious time saving me?"
Satan held back his anger as he questioned your reply.
"No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program."
Satan didn't change into his demon form but was ready to break the objects around him. "Who are you to decide you're a burden to me? Who are you to decide whether or not I would miss you?"
He stepped closer to you and sighed, "Don't ever call yourself a burden or speak on my behalf. If you have no one in your world, then stay in Devildom permanently. Also, if I didn't care about you, then I wouldn't have stopped the demon from hurting you."
Satan started keep an eye on you and even tried to spend more time with you as a way of showing he cares.
Diavolo had heard from others about demons threatening you in RAD, but this was the first time he saw it in person. The demon king standing behind you was more than enough to scare the life out of the lesser fiend.
"Are you alright? Where are the brothers? They're supposed to keep an eye on you."
"It's better they don't."
Diavolo looked at you, taken aback. "Why...do you say that?"
He knew he wasn't going to like the answer, but Diavolo never expected to hear you say no one cared about you, you were nothing more than a burden and had no purpose.
"I will not ask you about your past, but I can assure you your friends in Devildom are nothing like the people of your world." Diavolo gave a small smile, "We care for you and your wellbeing, myself included. Kindly refrain from referring to yourself as a burden."
The class bell disturbed your conversation, much to the Diav's dismay. "Seem like you have to head to class. Would you visit my castle after school? I would like to continue this conversation and remind you just how much of a worthwhile woman you are."
When Barbatos saw a lesser demon attempting to intimidate you, he thought you would try to defend yourself; instead, he heard you telling the demon to finish you.
Without wasting time, Barbatos changed into his alternate form and finished the lesser creature in a flash.
"That was quite a selfish statement to make." Barbatos faced you with no expression on his face.
“No one will miss me. I have no purpose alive other than to be a burden for the exchange program."
Those words did not settle well with Barbatos, but his expression did not change. "I can assure you there are people who care, including my lord. Please refrain from making such callous statements. Your friends in Devildom are willing to go to any extent to protect you. Remember that."
The butler excused himself but stopped and turned around, "If you wish to share your feelings, then I will gladly lend an ear. Please, do take care of yourself."
Simeon was shocked to see you unfazed by a demon threatening you. He was speechless when he heard you say, "If you have a problem with me, then kill me."
The angel couldn't understand how you could say such a thing, and that too with a straight face. After all, life is precious.
Simeon stepped in and threatened the demon using Diavolo's name.
"Are you alright? Um...my apologies for being nosy, but why does it seem like you don't value your life?"
Hearing you say “no one will miss me” hurt him a lot, but hearing you calling yourself a burden pained him to no end. He hadn't known you for a long time, but Simeon cared for you.
"Please, don't say such words. You are not a burden but a lovely and strong woman. Also, I pray that nothing happens to you. God knows I would miss you dearly...”
Simeon took your hands in his and gave a gentle smile, "Know I am here for you and always will be. If you ever feel as though no one cares, then think of me."
Luke heard a lesser demon threatening you and considered getting Simeon, but the young angel froze when he heard you say no one cares about you and you are a burden.
He ran to you and asked, "Are the demons hurting you? Are the brothers not protecting you?"
Luke shook his head and balled his fists. "How can you say that? I care about you! Simeon cares about you, so does Solomon. Don't insult yourself either!"
He paused to study your face and pouted, "I think of you as my sister...and I don't want anything to happen to you. Simeon thinks of you as a dear friend, and he doesn't want anything to happen to you either."
Luke threw his arms around you and whispered, "I will not let anyone hurt you, especially not a demon."
Solomon wasn't sure what to feel when he heard you tell a lesser demon to kill you that instant. He intervened and sent the fiend flying before the fiend could hurt you.
"Would you kindly answer why you asked the demon to kill you?"
Your reply didn't settle well with the magician, but he was amused that you managed to speak those words so calmly.
"Everyone has a purpose in life, and it's up to the individual to find it. Why refer to yourself as a burden? I surely wouldn't consider you to be a burden, and I'm certain the brothers, the angels, Barbatos, and even Diavolo feel the same way."
Solomon was curious about your past but decided to save that subject for a more appropriate time.
"If it's worth anything, then I can honestly say that I care about you. But, if you want to test out your 'no one cares' theory, then try telling a demon to kill you in front of the brothers and watch their reactions."
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Obey Me + Jealousy
prompt: The Demon Brothers don’t like that you’re spending time with your best friend in the human world. Loosely based off this prompt done previously.
It had been a long time since you had been up to the human world. Even longer since you had seen your best friend. You were so excited to see them! Laughing. Telling old inside stories. Catching up on gossip.
Although you were having a great time in the human world, your escort for the day did not seem to be enjoying all your world had to offer.
In order to get ‘top side’ Lucifer had to come with you. He was the only one able to open the portal there and back, and insisted on coming with you to keep you safe. You felt the need to remind him that the Devildom was the actual dangerous place, but it would take longer than just letting him come.
Now you kind of wish you had taken the time to argue. He was really being a major downer the whole day.
“Are you ok? You seem irritated.” Or, well, more irritated than usual.
“No. I’m fine.” Lucifer replied. Although not lending any credibility to the statement. “I’m just thinking of all the more useful things I could be doing with my time.”
You frown at his flip comment. “If you don’t want to be here, then you can leave. No one is making you stay here.”
“Fine. Since you seem so entertained by your little friend to pay any attention to me, perhaps it is best if I do head home.”
You blink a little at Lucifer’s statement. It was cold, and once again flip, as usual. But you were surprised he mentioned your friend. “Lucifer, are you jealous I’m spending time with them?”
The demon rebuttaled with a surprised look before he frowned at you. “I am not jealous.”
“Really? Cause it seems like your-“I am not jealous!” He repeated, louder and sterner this time. He let that moment linger there before he sighed and looked away with his arms cross. “I am….perhaps irritated to be ignored.”
‘Right, so, totally jealous.’ You think to yourself. But have the good sense to keep that thought to yourself alone. You suppose you could see where he was coming from. It’s hard to be the odd man out when you and your friends get together. Being so proud and prominent in the demon world, this is probably the first time it had happened to Lucifer.
“I’m sorry if you’re feeling left out. I’ll try to be more inclusive.”
“No. You’re right.” Lucifer remarked. Finally looking back at you with a much softer expression. “It’s foolish of me to think I can take all of your time. You deserve some moments of your own. I shouldn’t have intruded.” His hand reached out to cup your cheek, while offering you the faintest of smiles. “I will leave, but not because I’m angry. I want you to spend time with your friend and enjoy it, which would be best when I’m not around. Just call me when you’re ready to come home and I’ll come fetch you.” He released your cheek and took a step back. Smiling at you again before he disappeared.
You wonder, briefly, if he could feel your heart swelling with pride after you left. To think a small human like you could make the great Lucifer jealous.
There were a lot of things you loved about Mammon.
His spontaneity. His zest for life. How nothing ever seemed to get him down for too long.
However, it was hard to remember all those good qualities when he was behaving so poorly all day.
“Mammon! Can you knock it off?!”
“What?! I’m just standing here. I’m not good enough at standing here for ya now!” The demon barked back. Not matching your whisper tone at all.
“That’s not what I said, and you know it. You’ve been a jerk all day and I’d like you to cut it out.”
“Oh, so now I’m a jerk! Well sorry sweetheart but I’m a demon. We’re not ‘upposed to be nice and friendly all the time. Sometimes we get ta be jerks!”
“Good lord, say it a little bit louder Mammon!” You hiss back at him letting practically the whole world, or at least this park, know he was a demon.
Mammon tsked his teeth and turned away from you. “Can’t do anything right.” He muttered. “Why don’t you go hang out with your friend then, if I’m such a jerk? You two seem ta be having a grand ol’ time on your own with me here. Shouldn’t make much of a difference if I’m gone.” He said before crossing his arms in a huff.
“Is that what this is about?” You ask. Ignoring his little out burst (because when he gets this way it’s just best to ignore him). “You’re mad that I’m spending time with my friend and not you?”
“No!” Yes. Totally yes.
“Mammon are you jealous?”
The demon floundered comically at the question, his mouth opening & closing like a fish as he tried to find words, before he answered. “I am not jealous!!” Great come back. “The Great Mammon does not get jealous! Ya hear! I’m just pissed because you’re spending all this time with them when I’m the one who schlepped all the way up here for ya, and used my connections to get us top side!” He turned away again and recrossed his arms. Then he muttered under his breath, “it was just supposed to be you and me today, for once.”
A sigh left you lips, and you step closer to Mammon to place your hand on his arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin your plans. I was just excited to see my friend. It’s been so long. Plus I wanted you to meet them so I can show you off. You are my first after all.”
Those blue gold eyes got a little wide, and Mammon blushed, before he gulped once and refocused himself. “Y-Y-Yeah! Of course. Ya should be proud to show me off. It’s not everyone who gets to be seen with an all-powerful demon like me. If anyone is ‘jealous’ it should be everyone else for not having the Great Mammon by their side!”
“Of course,” you agree with a giggle. Before you lean up and give him a kiss on the cheek. “I’m lucky to have you.”
“D-Don’t ya forget it!”
“Hey, [Y/N]-chan, I think I’m gonna head home.”
You look up from your soda at Levi, who was fidgeting beside you after he spoke. “What? Why? I thought you were having fun.”
“Yeah, no. No I mean….you seem like your having fun with your friend so I don’t want to bother you. 3 is a crowd.”
“Levi, that’s not true. You’re not bothering us. I just wanted to spend sometime with my bff while we’re in town.”
“No. I get it. Who would want to hang out with a crummy otaku like me.”
“Levi, that’s not what I said. I do want to hang out with you!”
“But you have your normie friend.” Levi looked past you at the friend in question. “Look at them. Being out, talking to people like a regular person. I can never do that. You should go on without me and leave me here. You seem much happier with them anyway.”
“Levi…come on. That isn’t—” Your train of thought stops itself as it came to a sudden, and abrupt realization. “Levi, are you jealous?”
The blue haired demon responded with his trademark ‘eehhh??’ at the question, and quickly covered his face with is arm. “O-O-Of course not!” He exclaimed. Barely hiding the blush on his cheeks. “Who would be jealous of a normie?? I just I…I mean you…Y-You seem so happy with them [Y/N]-chan. A sad otaku like me can never make you that happy. So it’s just bumming me out!”
You offer Levi a soft smile, then move to squat down in front of him. “True. I am happy when I hang out with my friends. But I’m happy when I hang out with you too. No one can gush about anime with me like you can.” You reassure him. He was the Avatar of Envy after all. What did you expect?
The demon slowly poked his head out from under his arm. “Really?”
“Of course. It’s…not really a side of myself I get to show to people. They think I’m weird. But with you, I can be that part of myself. That’s the part that you have Levi.”
His face turned bright red all over again, and Levi sat there for a moment before he quickly shook his head. “D-Don’t say stuff like that [Y/N]-chan! Don’t make me fall for your normie trap!”
You giggle and stand up again to offer Levi your hand. “Come on. Lets find something we can all do together. The Cineplex is playing some old action movies we can go and make fun of.”
“Oooo! Which ones??”
The distraction of old movies to riff on, and for Levi to share all his in-depth knowledge on, was a welcome alternative for the afternoon. He even had a spirited debate with your best friend on the concepts of CGI graphics vs old school ‘cut & paste’ cinematography. Crisis on planet Earth avoided.
It was always fun to come back to the human world. Especially with Satan.
Not that you didn’t enjoy spending time with the others, but most of them could be a little....energetic. It was nice to spend a calm afternoon with the 4th brother alone for a change.
You both had stopped in a local coffee shop you loved when you ran into an old friend. You hadn't seen them in so long that you got to talking and eventually invited them to join your table. Where you had been laughing and having a grand time for a while now.
Or so you thought.
Satan hadn’t said a word the whole time you were at the table. Which was necessarily odd. He wasn’t a big talker like some of his brothers. However, you could tell that something was wrong with the way he kept stirring his cup, or how his jaw clenched ever now and then before releasing. His movements subtle, as always.
“I’m gonna get another cup. You want anything?” Your friend asked as they got up from the table, to which both of you motioned no.
“Can we go now.” Your head turned back to Satan at his cool words. “We were supposed to go to the bookstore.”
“We still have time to go to the bookstore.” You tell him. “It doesn’t close until a while from now.”
“Yes. But we agreed to be there at 1:00, and now it’s 1:30. That’s not the way this day was supposed to go.” The blonde replied. Fidgeting with his cup to try and align it perfectly on the saucer. “This day was supposed to be just you and I.”
You blink a little at Satan’s response. Initially thinking that he was miffed about the time. Now, however, you weren’t so sure. “Satan, are you jealous that I paused our date to hang out with my friend?”
The demon sat up straighter; though how you could be sure. Then he frowned. “I am not jealous.”
“No. I get it. It’s hard to be in a group if they have a lot of inside jokes. It’s ok if--“I am not jealous!” He shout. His fist slamming on the table, rattling the frail wood and cups. Alerting everyone in the shop to your conversation.
Satan hissed through his teeth and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Alright. Fine. I am jealous. We so rarely get time away from those idiots, and I was really looking forward to the bookstore with you. Now you have someone else tagging along. Is it so awful to be alone with me?”
Your heart sank a little at that. Was that really how Satan felt? “I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intention. I just wanted to catch up with my friend for a bit since I haven’t seen them in a while. I didn’t mean to disrupt our date.” The demon blinked a few times at the word ‘date’ then blushed. Muttering about how it wasn’t like that, that he was being unreasonable, that it was all fine. Still, you smile and offer to him, “let me tell them goodbye and we’ll go to the bookstore. If we leave now, we can also stop by the pet store and play with the cats if you’d like.”
Satan fidgeted in his chair. Cheek’s still a stark pink against his blonde hair. “I....would like that.”
It was a beautiful day in the human world, and you were so excited to be home.
Being able to spend the day in your home town, with your best friend, shopping and just playing around was the best way to spend an afternoon. Who could be sad at a day like this?
“[Y/NNNNNNNN],” Asmo whined. The usually bubbly demon dragging his shopping bags behind him as he pouted behind you. “Can’t we stop for now”
“Really Asmo? You’re usually much more of a marathon shopper.”
“It’s too hot.” He quipped back. Now with more of a frown than a pout. “This humidity is wreaking havoc on my hair.”
“Why don’t I get us something cool to drink?” Your BFF suggested. Trying to stay positive all afternoon, and pretending that they didn’t hear Asmo’s bitter ‘yeah why don’t you do that’ as they took off and he sat down.
“Asmodeus,” you hiss when you were alone. “Who can you be so rude to them? What is wrong with you today?!”
“It’s not my fault!” Asmo snapped back. Looking wounded but also scratching at his chest where his pact mark was to let you know that he knew he messed up. “This was supposed to be a day for you and me! They’re the one that but in!”
“No. You did. I told you I was going top side for a while to hang out with my friend, and you invited yourself along. So now you’re ruining everyone’s day with this behavior. I really don’t get you.”
Asmo stopped scratching at his chest and pouted for real this time.
“I don’t like seeing you with them.” He confessed. “I don’t like seeing you with anyone. Your smile….it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I wanted to come along with you today because I wanted to see your smile. But seeing you happy with someone else is the worst! I don’t even care about any of this anymore. Not even my new shoes.” His foot kicked at his bag sullenly. Asmo must really be upset. “I want to go home and forget all about the human world. I want you to come home with me!”
You listen for a while before you make a confession of your own. “You’re jealous, aren’t you.” It was plain as day now. Or at least now that you realized he wasn’t just being a brat to be a brat.
Asmo turned and glared at you slightly. “Green is not my color.” He insisted before turning away in a huff.
You chuckle, then sit down beside him on the bench. “I think you look good in any color.” You tell him. Softening the demon up. “You know I care about you Asmo. But me being with my friends doesn’t mean I care about you any less. And that’s no reason to be so ugly to them. You need to apologize.”
The demon winced at the word ‘ugly’, but did seem to agree that he needed to turn this around.
When your friend came back, he quickly apologized. Blaming jet lag, or some other ridiculous believable excuse. It didn’t really matter when he turned on the charm. Gods help him if he ever set his mind to something.
He was stress eating. You could tell.
Although Beel was still shoveling food into his mouth with his usual speed and gusto, by now you could tell the difference in his eating habits. Like when he was just bored and there was food around, or when he was really hungry for something, or when he was excited to try something new. Right now, he wasn’t enjoying what he was eating. Even when he was bored or just eating to eat, Beel always seemed to enjoy it. Even if it was just a vending machine’s worth of junk.
Right now it just looked like he was doing it to take his mind off something.
“Beel? Is something wrong?” You ask softly. Still getting his attention though, and causing him to stop.
“No. Nothing ’s wrong.” He replied. His voice unusually sullen as he wiped his mouth. You knew something was wrong now. He never sounded said when he was eating. Now something was double wrong because he was lying to you.
“…I don’t like your friend…” He finally confessed after a moment and long bout of staring.
You blink in surprise at his answer. Not expecting that at all. You’ve never heard Beel say a mean word about anyone before. Let alone not liking a person. “You don’t like my friend? Why? Did they do something wrong?”
“It’s not that. I just….don’t like how you are when you’re with them.” He said. Picking at the various candy wrappers he’d left littered on the table. “You seem happy.”
“Of course I’m happy. They’re my friend. I haven’t seen them in a long time, so I miss them.”
Beel flinched a little. “I know….” He seemed to be feeling bad about this now. “And I want you to be happy. I know the human world is your first home. But I’m scared that….if you like it here so much and them, that you’ll leave us again. When you’re not around it’s like this big whole in my stomach and I can’t fill it up.” His stomach growled in protest, or agreement, at his words, and Beel went back to stress eating his vending machine contents again.
Your gaze softened as you finally understood. He was jealous. He thought your friend was going to ‘take you away’ and leave him alone. That of course was silly because you’d never leave him, or the others, ever if you could help it.
You reach out your hand to stop his arm from lifting another fist full of chips to his mouth. Causing him to pause, with his mouth open, and look at you. “All this junk can’t be good for you.” You announce as you stop up from the park table suddenly. “Why don’t I take you to my favorite restaurant in town? My friend used to work there, so I’m sure we’ll get a great table and lots of yummy stuff on the house if we go.”
Beel’s eyes sparkled at the proposition. “Really??”
You giggle. The way to a man’s heart was through his stomach you suppose. Because after this, and a few unlimited fry baskets later, he and your friend were besties for life as well.
"[Y/N], I wanna go home."
"Home?" You ask. "But we just got here." You’d only arrived at the park to meet your friend a few hours ago, and had only just started hanging out.
"Well I'm tired.” Belphie muttered.
“Aren’t you always kind of tired?” You ask, as a joke, but it doesn’t seem well received.
Belphie’s frown deepens, and he even lets out an annoyed little growl, before he turns on his heels to walk away. “Belphie! Where are you going?”
“You nap under that tree.” He announced. But doesn’t seem as thrilled as he normally is about the prospect. Napping under trees was like his third favorite nap spot. “You won’t let me go home, so I’m just going to stay there while you hang out with your friend. You won’t miss me anyway.”
The last part of his statement was muttered under his breath, but you still heard it. Was that what he was being so moody about?
“Belphie? Are you jealous I’m hanging out with my friend?”
“Yes.” He replied. Rather quickly considering, with only a moment to scuff the tip of his shoes. “I don’t like that you’re spending time with them and not me. I don’t like being ignored.”
“I’m not ‘ignoring you’.” You tell him. “I’m just hanging out with my friend for a while. I haven’t seen them in a long time. They’ve probably been lonely too.”
Belphegor huffed again and sagged his shoulders. You know you got him.
Belphie might be kind of selfish sometimes, but there was one thing he could empathize with: being alone. He was cast aside and locked out, partially of his own doing, for a long time. So he didn’t want anyone else to feel that way.
“I just don’t like the idea that you like them better than me.”
“I don’t.” You assure him. Stepping in to give him a peck on the cheek, which he adorably flinches at. “I love you both. Differently, but equal. Why don’t we think of something we can all do together then, hm?”
“I’m kind of committed to this nap-tree-idea-thing.” The demon confessed. You have to giggle.
You all don’t nap, but your friend agree to get some ice creams from a vendor in the park and sit under the tree to enjoy them while Belphie napped. It was a remarkably pleasant afternoon. You were glad you got to share it with Belphie.
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asking the demon brothers if you can have their cummies ♡
I hate hate hate it, but I also find it super funny
content: cursing, crack, repeated mentions of cum, minors dni
【 LUCIFER 】
☆ does not have the time, patience, and energy for this
☆ will sigh for the thousandth time before kicking you out of his room/office
☆ you were just joking but now you’re just like the meme “got some spare cummies sir?”
☆ you’re lucky he’s just annoyed and not actually angry because it would be a whole different story
【 MAMMON 】
☆ ignores you because how tf is he supposed to answer that
☆ will give you his cummies but he’s still grossed out
☆ probably did it to shut you up
☆ has banned you from saying that because he fears it will just get worse if you don’t stop
【 LEVI 】
☆ you tell him this outta nowhere and now he’s sputtering like a drowned rat someone help him
☆ acts like you’re a perv but he’s the little freak here and gets horny just from hearing you say that
☆ after that, he immediately associates the word ‘cummies’ with you and his penis goes ↑ which is so embarrassing if you say it in public
【 ASMO 】
☆ is having a bitch fit because who tf allowed you to say that
☆ this shit will haunts his dreams. 20000 years from now he’ll wake up covered in sweat cuz he remembered this exact moment
☆ the word ‘cummies’ is the bane of his existence. he feels so dirty just from hearing that 😩
【 SATAN 】
☆ would be so offended. first of all, wash your fucking mouth
☆ would not give you his cummies either “greedy bitch. gimme your cummies ill slurp them like i do my ramen”
☆ this has become the ultimate punishment for him. someone hold him before he throws a BF like asmo
☆ has to actually use a spell to get you to stop
【 BELPHIE 】
☆ mc, you’re his 13th reason, welcome to your tape
☆ nah my mans is already shoving you out of his room. he needs another thousand years of sleep to deal with this shit
☆ he’s bad, but not that bad.
☆ can’t ever look at you the same way again
【 BEEL 】
☆ this poor dear; initially misheard you, thinking you were saying “gummies” so he was like sure
☆ he lost his appetite plssss. he’s never looked so disgusted in his life, like that has to be a new accomplishment or something
☆ give him a moment to recover
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can i please request how the brothers would react to the MC just. softly crying into their shoulder when they cuddle bc they feel like they can finally let their guard down? the fluffier the better.
thank you! have a wonderful day :)
when you cry into their shoulder
genre: fluff !
a/n: i'm sorry this took a while !! i am extremely unmotivated 😍
he went stiff when he felt you crying
backs away to put his hand on your face and wipes your tears
"has something happened? i'd be more than happy to help, you ask and you shall receive."
but when you replied with your feelings pouring out of your chest, he had no idea what to say
you told him you were thankful for him in every way imaginable, and that these were happy tears
he's most likely not used to being on the receiving end of thankfulness, considering his brother's lack of proper communication. he knows they are thankful, but he is not used to hearing it out loud
it startles him, but he brings you closer as he brushes your hair back from your tear soaked face.
"i should be thanking you. i'm greatful you're comfortable around me, as i am beginning to loosen up with you as well. i hope we can both understand eachother."
when he feels you crying he absolutely panics. did he do something? why aren't you saying anything? did someone hurt you?
"hey hey hey, no crying allowed. what's going on? did someone hurt you?"
when you replied, he was beet red. he honestly had no idea what to say
someone?? showing open appreciation??? for him?? instead of harassing him??? huh???
he isn't used to people giving him compliments, especially in such an intense manner.
"well of course ya feel safe around me! you have a big strong demon to protect you!"
doesn't quite get the memo but at least he's happy
"don't scare me like that again!"
someone crying???? his s/o crying???? in his chest???? there has been an error with your software. leviathan has stopped working.
is NOT good at comforting but he tries 💔
"why are you crying???? did i do something wrong???? do you regret being with me???"
when you reply with frankly, the exact opposite of his assumptions, he becomes still
"that's not a funny joke!"
genuinely takes him a while to be able to understand that you are in fact not joking, and that you very much find security in being with him
leviathan?? confident?? what??
once he understands, he's so much less nervous around you. he's like a completely different person, in the best way possible
this ones tough, i feel like he'd be very taken aback if he felt you crying
i don't think he would straight up ask you why, he would just hug you tighter to let you know that he hears you but you can speak when you're ready
he did not expect the words to come out of your mouth to hit him like they did, but he isn't complaining.
it's not an often occurrence to see him genuinely happy, even when he's having fun you can still feel the energy of his sin, but not now
he would look at you with utter adoration in his eyes and meet your lips with his
he's not used to people being comfortable around him, even his brothers walk on eggshells
because of his power and strength, most people avoid wanting to piss him off. but he's so happy that you don't feel any negative emotions toward him
when he feels you crying, he gently tilts your face towards his and says something about how you'll "break out that beautiful face of yours!"
when you tell him why you're crying, his heart swells. he's used to being seen as an object, whether it be for looks or sexual purposes, he's never truly felt loved by someone other than himself
i know he can SEEM like a dick but he's caring and understanding of others. he knows that other people have boundaries and that if someone feels the need to keep their guard up around him and his brothers, that it may not be his fault.
he's extremely reassuring about it and you can hear the happiness in his voice
spa day? yeah.
treats you like a god for the day and every other day because of how happy he is
he knew you would open up eventually because,,,, everyone likes him right? still no changing that.
this poor man
he thought he was hurting you while cuddling or smth bc hes so strong ❤️🔥💪
"are you okay? do we need to go to the hospital?"
when you assured him that nothing was wrong with you and explained that the tears you has shed were happy ones, he was no longer concerned by his hunger
"oh...... i'm glad! can we keep cuddling now? unless you don't want to."
kisses you on the nose !
he's so happy that you're comfortable around him, most people find him scary
but everyone knows he's a big teddy bear
you honestly thought he was asleep when you started crying, but you felt him tighten his arms around your waist to signal that he wasn't
"i'm awake, you know. you don't have to hide it from me."
he seemed careless, but you knew he cared a lot
he looks up at you and asks you what's wrong, and when you reply, he's in shock
"sorry, ignore me, i know it's not worthy to cry over."
"no no no, come here."
he'd hold you tighter and maybe whisper a "thank you" before kissing your chest and falling asleep :)
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Infernal Translations - Belphegor
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Warnings: the terms “D*ddy” and “M*ster” are used once each in the chat just as a description. Other than that, it’s fairly mild.
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Mc: [grabs Belphegor by the collar and kisses them passionately on the lips]
Mc, pulling away, out of breath: You’re still not my type.
Belphie: You make me sick.
Mc and Belphie: [kiss passionately again]
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Hi! I'd like some headcanons of the brothers and the side hoes as fathers ♡
the brothers as dads
i think i'm back- i've already made a post about the side characters being dads but i will make a part 2 to this with them as well! they have babies in this post btw. i'm kinda proud of this post!
warnings: there are no mentions of how the baby came to be in everyone's lives so the mc is gn (the mc is barely mentioned tbh), baby stuff, fluff.
- since he stays up until late at night working he always takes care of the baby during that time so you can get some sleep.
- he's really protective of them and when he sleeps he usually takes the baby for a nap as well so he can be close if anything happens.
- he probably tries reading to them but he doesn't do it consistently because he doesn't have much times in his hands.
- he loves the baby so much and tries to act cool but he's so panicked especially in the beginning, he's trying his best though and that's what matters.
- after a while he gets the hang of it and is perfect at looking after the baby. he even gets complimented by his brothers about it. he will probably ask for another kid after this one gets a little older because he has fun being a dad and he would like his kid to have siblings.
- he tries to save up money so he can spoil them with new toys and clothes.
- surprisingly really chill about it, it's just a baby so it's not a big deal. he's only worried when the baby gets old enough to crawl and walk around, he doesn't want his anime merch to get destroyed.
- he stays up a lot so it's easy to take care of the baby without you having to wake up and do it yourself.
- he does cosplay with the baby when it's play time and they both have so much. he's so cute!
- he read tones of books before the baby arrived to be as prepared as possible and he does amazing because of his research!!
- like lucifer he will put the baby's crib close to where he sleeps just to be sure the baby is safe. he also gets mad you and his brothers when you try to take the baby from him. he just keeps them with him at all times and it's so cute.
- as soon as he held the baby for the first time he ran to the library to read them fairytales, he figured you'd prefer human world stories for the baby because you also grew up with those stories.
- he thinks the baby is the cutest baby in all realms which is why he made himself in charge of the baby's skincare and hygiene.
- even though the baby is too young to remember, he reads them stories that basically talk about the personality being more important than looks because he wants his child to value their personality more than their looks.
- he takes the baby out on strolls a lot and brags about what cute baby he has.
- he was so excited to meet the baby, but when he finally did he got so nervous... they were so small that he was afraid to keep them in his arms without supervision.
- after a while he got used to how small they were and like satan he doesn't really let other people hold the baby unless it's you and belphie.
- one time, while trying to feed the baby he tried the baby food and really liked it, he ate the baby's food and then got so sad about it because he didn't realize it was his baby's food. after that, while feeding the baby he grabs something to eat at the same time to keep himself distracted.
- he's also really chill about having a baby. he's a little shit so he knows when he falls asleep it's hard to wake up so you'll have to take care of the baby on your own during the night.
- but, he will do just about everything else as long as he's awake. he'll feed them, change their diaper, give them a bath, he doesn't mind.
- nap time is his favorite time of the day because not only does he get to sleep but also because he sees it as bonding time and that's why he does nap time with the baby in the attic.
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- obey me! masterlist -
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(request for PROMPTS ONLY!)
prompt list —> here
touching prompts —> here
> "am i your lock screen?" "you weren't supposed to see that." (fluff)
> “am i not good enough for you?” “you never were.” (angst)
—> part two part three
> “quit touching me, your feet are cold!” (random)
> "did you just.. hiss at me?" + "how drunk was i?" (random)
> “you tried killing me! how am i supposed to get over that?!” (angst)
> “your in my head more often than i want.” (fluff)
> “what do you want to do today?” “nothing, go away.” “i’ll take that as a ‘cuddle me, please!’ okay then!” (fluff)
> "what do you want to do today?" "nothing, go away." "i'll take that as a 'cuddle me, please!' okay, then!" (fluff)
> feeling their pulse (touching)
> “that was kind of hot.” (random)
> a different type of falling (mammon)
- mammon finds out he’s slowly falling in love with you
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Mc: So Belphie how does it feel to be the baby?!
Belphie: Huh? Judging by last night I thought I was the daddy! *winks*
Mc:. . .
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