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cosmicstarlatte · 1 year

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Submissive & Breedable (Obey Me!)

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You tell the brothers they're looking very submissive & breedable...in front of others.

»Characters: Demon Bros + seperate Dia & Barb mini stories at the bottom.

»Tags: ⚠️🔞 Suggestive 18+, Shitpost, Bulleted Style fic, Gender Neutral, Levi Is Precious

Lucifer:

"Luci! You're looking highly SUBMISSIVE & BREEDABLE today!" You screeched in the hallway, waving a hello at him. Everyone stared...in horror.

Lucifer.exe has stopped working

Rebooting

You did not just say that to the avatar of PRIDE

His eyes narrow & he gives you a small tight chilling smile before grabbing you by the collar & dragging you away

"I see. You're confused about your place. Very well."

You're severely regretting every choice you made that lead up to this moment

But also kind of turned on

Diavolo tried to step in but even Barbatos stopped him, shaking his head

You were gone for three days

You came back on crutches

Mammon:

He was doodling something on the board. You slap his ass in front of the entire class. "How's my submissive & breedable demon today?"

"HEY! NO TOUCHIN'! Grrr!"

Blushing furiously

[Secret happy Mammon noises]

His human wants him!? ♡

tsun-tsun activates tho

"The Great Mammon bows to no one, especially a dumb human!"

"Okay nevermind then. Levi where are you!?"

"Wait! Come back!!!"

Levi:

"Leviaaa...chan!" You sang out loud in the full common room. Levi looked up from his console & blushed in surprise. You strode over to the couch & pet his head. "You're looking very submissive & breedable today!"

P A N I C

you finally did it

you broke the otaku

Poor thing is a confused stuttering mess

Tries to leave the room in a hurry & keeps tripping

It's humiliating but you know he secretly likes it

After all you're claiming him in front of his brothers...so openly!!!

Finally makes it to his room & texts you

"I'm ready! I'll be a good boy!"

Originally, you were only teasing, but ran towards his room like lightning

Hes so pathetic I love him so much

Satan:

You saw Satan chatting with a few friends at lunch. You come up behind him & scratch behind his ears. He was a little surprised but let it continue. He was practically purring. "That's my little submissive & breedable demon."

He did not process what you said

Continued purring

Looks around at everyone giggling

"Huh?"

...

ohshitohshitRUNNNN

You spend the entire day running around RAD

The largest cat & mouse game anyones seen

Mammon was taking bets on your life

After RAD, you manage to run to the cat cafe

[Achievement Unlocked: Death, Diverted!]

Satan pet all the kitties and forgot about lunch

Meowww!

Asmo:

Every morning Asmo flirts with you at the breakfast table. For once, you decide to play around & tease him this morning. You say your hellos to everyone before looking directly at Asmo. "You're looking very submissive & breedable today."

He froze mid-bite before launching his food at Beel

In the blink of an eye, he starts taking his clothes off

"LETS GOOOOO!!!"

He starts chasing you around the house

Lucifer chases after him to cover him up

Everyone else joins the chase to stop Asmo

You were all late to RAD & Lucifer handed you extra homework for the chaos that morning

You got a text mid-class

"I'll catch you later! ♡"

Beel:

You decided to stop by the RAD gym after Beels practice. He was happily chatting with his team when he saw you & waved you over. You decided to tease him in front of his team for fun. You got on your tippy toes & cupped his face, he smiled & nuzzled into your hands. "Oh very submissive & breedable today, hm?" You purred.

His eyes widened

He looked thoughtful for a moment & smiled brightly

"You mean you right?"

What?

UNO REVERSE [DJ Air horn effect]

He smiled & picked you up, slinging you over his shoulder

He ran out the gym with you as his team cheered

A few whispered prayers for you

Let me live my feral beel dream

Belphie:

You & the brothers head to the movie theater. Mammon keeps picking on Belphie to stay awake. You intervene. "Leave my precious submissive & breedable demon alone."

He let out a soft chuckle

"Is that how it is?"

Slips into demon form & wraps his tail around your waist

Clings to you & doesn't let go

"Only me right? Everyone else can fuck off."

Levi starts whining

Him & Levi have an intense simp-off

A wild Mammon joins the battle

Lucifer had enough & punishes them all

Bonus

Diavolo:

You & Diavolo were studying alone together. He kept looking to you & sighed. You asked what was up. He blushed. "You're looking very submissive & breedable today. I was told it was the highest compliment one could give." He said sheepishly.

"You need to stop hanging around Solomon."

Barbatos:

You went to visit Barb in the kitchen. You hug him from behind. You open your mouth & before you can even speak, he whips around & gives you a small knowing smile. He grabs your chin and presses his thumb on your bottom lip.

"How about you enlighten me on the subject?"

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obey-me-disaster · 1 year

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Number 23 and 5 of headcanon prompt with Barbatos and Lucifer. 💙❤️

Sorry for the wait, I got caught up in the secret santa events ^-^

Here are the headcanon prompts

Lucifer

5- Love language headcanons

When it comes to giving his prefered love language is quality time. He is a busy demon and between his duties as Diavolo's right hand man and his brother's sheningans there isn't a lot of time he can relax.

Despite all of that he tries to find little ways he can spend time with MC. Listening together to cursed records, the occasional date and spending time together while he's working.

Just MC's presence alone is enough for him. They don't even have to speak, just be there. Both him and MC often find themselves in his study room, him doing paperwork and MC usually doing their homework for RAD.

I would say that words of affirmation is another one of his love languages, just to a lesser extent. While in front of other people he may not he the most vocal he is not afraid of telling MC how he feels in private.

He still keeps some sense of pride, but it's easy to tell he is being genuine.

This love language really shines when he is drunk he sends a bunch of messages about how much he loves and appreciates MC

When it comes receiving his prefered love languages are acts of service and quality time.

With all the stuff he has to put up with, he really needs an MC to help. Just them bringing him coffee and reminding him to sleep and eat means the world to him.

When he tends to focus so much on finishing his work that he forgets to eat and sleep. At that point coffee might as well replace the blood in his veins. He really appreciates an MC that can make his life just a little bit easier.

Forcing reminding him to eat and sleep, bringing him coffee, making sure his brothers don't cause too much trouble. These little things mean the world to him.

He also loves when MC comes into his study room just to hang out with him. Sitting in silence and doing their own thing counts as quality time, at least to him.

23- Jealousy headcanons

He thinks h is above feeling jealous of others. MC belongs to him, that much is clear. He let them know that the moment they made a pact with him.

So when he finds himself trying to one up whoever tried to flirt with MC, he justifies it by telling himself 'he is just showing them how it's done' of 'just showing MC how much better he is than them.'

A/N: This reminds me of the chat where Lucifer invites MC to go for a drive after the previous day they went out on a drive with Mammon and Asmo.

He will deny being jealous. He will play it off as him 'just putting them back into their place'

Barbatos

5- love language headcanons

Done here

23- Jealousy headcanons

He is not one to easily get jealous, let alone show it.

He is someone that doesn't trust and let's his guard down easily, especially to the point of getting into a relationship. Just the fact that he got into one with MC speaks of the volume of trust he has in them.

Still, he isn't immune to occasionally getting jealous. Especially when he has to stay by Diavolo's side so he can't do anything about it.

In those cases he just resorts to intimidating behind everyone's back. Barbatos can be quite terrifying. Just a few words here and there and an intimidating smile is more than enough to get anyone off MC's back.

He will do all of that while keeping up his perfect butler act. Those are his feelings alone, he considers he doesn't need to make a scene because of those.

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writing-by-mimi · 2 years

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Nine Demons and A Baby

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Diavolo x F!MC

Chapter: 14 Of ?

Summary: Demonus may just bring your dreams to life.

Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.

You had ate. Even taken a shower after dinner under the watchful eye of Diavolo. He had let you use his shower in his chambers, giving you privacy.

Freshly showered, you changed into a nightgown Barbatos had purchased for you. Diavolos closet was filled with clothes ment for you.

"I had Barbatos purchase a partial wardrobe for you before the wedding... I hadn't the heart to remove them." His voice was soft as he sat on the edge of his bed. "You truly wish to sign?"

"I'll be around for as long as it's only me. No one else other than our kids comes before either of us. If you can give me that, I'll be around until my last breath." You gave a smile. "Part of me is still so angry at you though." You crossed your arms in front of yourself. "So this is our final attempt. If you stray, I'll leave. I'll take absolutely everything but your life and our children from you and I'll make sure not even you can find me."

"With Satan's help, I'm sure. The little bastard wouldn't miss the opportunity." His growl was soft, you almost hadn't caught what he said.

"What does Satan have to do with this, and why do you sound jealous?" Your eyes narrowed as you approached him. "Just what exactly is going in between the two of you?"

"He wishes to replace me if I should fail you. He bides his time, waiting for me to fail." His eyes were hardset as he stared to his shoes. "To raise my children. To love the woman who is to be my wife. To care for you in ways he feels I am unfit."

You knew Satan wanted in your pants...but love? He hadn't ever made any indication... he never even approached you about an actual date in all your years since starting at R.A.D.. You had went to cat cafés with him...but that was only so he wouldn't have to worry about looking strange in the human world and the stipulations of a single man at such a place...

"You really think Satan is in love with me?" You laughed. "He hasn't even given any indication he wants more than my vagina." You scoffed. It seemed ridiculous.

"He never gave you any indication." He pointed to you as he stood. "He has told me with his own lips that I am replaceable and that he waits until the day he may have you for his own." Diavolo clenched his fist behind his back, as not to let on how truly bothered he was by it.

The conversation between men.

"I only bothered to bring it up because we are to be wed, and I wish no secrets between us, except for maybe birthday parties and gifts." A soft smile on his lips he looked to you with equally as soft eyes. "I will never fail you. Satan will wait until he expires for that to happen." Diavolo released his hands and put them in his pocket, unsure of what to do with them. It wasn't often he got nervous. The thought that you could leave him for Satan. A man that hadn't betrayed you, who seemed to genuinely love you... it terrified him. You had only just today decided he was worthy of another shot... you still had time to destroy his world and never sign.

"I...I didn't know." The bombshell that had just been dropped on you was huge. Satan, in love...with you?

"It is alright, if you change your mind." His words were soft as he focused on the small bow on the front of your gown, just above your breast. Lavender in color against the white lace, the same lace that was at your knees and on the straps. Small lavender polka-dots delicately placed around the silky white. Would this be the last outfit he ever saw you in before you ran to the arms of another man? He would be heart broken, but he knew. Deep down he knew he would deserve it.

"Diavolo?" You stepped closer to him. The weight of his words were heavy enough you could see it in his expression.

"I mean it. If it is what you so desire, if it would make you happy, I would hate it...but I would understand it." He cleared his throat. "Perhaps you talk with Satan. It ma-"

"No!" Your mouth acted before your brain. "You seriously can't be trying to pawn me off to Satan. After all of this..."

"I wouldn't trade you away, even to save my realm." He gave a small bitter laugh. "If you wish to go to him...I simply do not wish to delay your happiness. You gave me an out the morning you found out about the sigil. I feel I should do you the same honor, offer you an out, if you so desire it."

"I only did that because your the freaking prince of a realm! I didn't want to ruin you or your reputation."

"And I do not wish to ruin your whole life, Mc." His face was serious.

"Well Satan isn't who I want to raise my kids with!" You marched over to his bed and grabbed a pillow, hitting him with all your might. You knew it wasn't hurting him, and it made you feel better. That maybe he would get the point. "Satan isn't the one who I find handsome." You hit him again. "Satan isn't the one who knocked me up and told me he loved me!" Another swing landed as you berated him. "I want you as my husband." You hit him again, tears welling up in your eyes. "You can't just get rid of me now!"

Before you knew it, Diavolo had grabbed the pillow from your hand and thrown it to the bed. Hands on either side of your face, he tilted it upwards. His warm thumbs wiping at your eyes to stop the beginning of your tears before placing a gentle kiss to your lips. "You truly wish to stay?"

"Yes! You fucking idiot!" Tears falling from your eyes.

"Then I do believe it is a good thing you find me so handsome." He wiped more of your tears away as he embraced you and placed a warm kiss to your forehead. "I don't plan to let you go now. You'll be stuck with me until the end of time."

"God, your s-such an idiot!" You stuttered through your emotions, trying to stop your crying. You knew it was foolish. You weren't sure exactly came over you, all you knew was Diavolo talking about letting someone else try to replace him was upsetting. You didn't want anyone else as a husband. You wanted him. The father of your children.

"I know." He smoothed your hair as he continued to hold you. "I believe our children will have your intellect, so I am not worried. I also hope they have your cute nose though." He pressed a quick kiss to the tip of your nose.

"I don't care. Feather or leather. Either one or none is okay with me. As long as they are happy and healthy and have the right amount of fingers and toes, I don't care." You squeezed him.

"I myself am hoping for horns. The small children of the Devildom with horns are very adorable looking." He admitted. "If they have your hair, a pair of horns to adorn them would look beautiful." He pressed another kiss to your skin, this one to your cheek.

"Well, I hope they look like you." You admitted. "Im...well, I'm me. Then there's you. Handsome and tall. I'll gladly give intellect if you give looks." You smiled. "I can make sure uncle Lucifer and Barbatos help them. Hire a tutor to help them learn. So I won't handicap them."

"You will not handicap our children if they are as smart as you. I do believe I may need to tell Lucifer to take you back to the mirror." He poked your side. "You need not cut yourself down so harshly. I find your wit attractive, and much more."

"Well that makes one of us."

"I hope our children take after you more than I." He admitted. "I was very unruly. It's a wonder Barbatos did not murder me while I slept after the shenanigans I put him through." His deep laugh rumbling your chest in his embrace. "As far as intelligence, I did not wish to study. There were many more exciting things in the world to see. Things to do. I hardly sat still as a child. Barbatos was diligent with me. Forced me to apply myself and actually learn, because of my slacking, I actually fell behind compared to other children. Under the right guidance, any child can become smart." He assured you. "Even if you are worried, which you have no need to be, our children will be bright." His hand found your stomach sometime while he was talking. "Our children will be gorgeous. Between myself and you, I believe they'll put my new mother to shame."

His comment was exactly what you needed. It drew a laugh from you as you looked up to him. "So you'll stop with the Satan nonsense?"

"Yes. You seem to have made your choice. I'm far to invested to give in now."

"Good." You rested your head against his chest. "What if our babies don't have hair? Or no eyes? I was reading that with twins-"

"Our children will be perfect." He placed another soft kiss to your cheek. "You need not worry yourself with things such as that."

"It's hard not too. Have you even looked at the parts of the paperwork Lettica left? I haven't even seen a specialist yet, mainly because it's way to early, but what if they find something? Like brochopulmanary dysplasia? Or Cerebral Palsy. Or even twin-twin transfus-"

His other hand moved to cover your mouth. "You're worrying too much. Anything that happens, we will do any and all to get them right. It does not matter what it takes. Until there is a problem, we should not dwell on it. You should focus your energy to positive things. Names. Colors of a nursery. If we should even find the sex of the children...do you wish to know? I myself can not wait to know."

"I want to know too." You admitted. He was sly, redirecting all of your nervous energy to simpler things. It helped. "What have you thought of names?" He released you and guided you to his bed. Getting in, he pulled the covers down on the opposite side for you to get in.

"It depends on the twins. Lucifer saw them separate, which we all believe to mean identical...but we are no doctors." He shrugged as he watched you crawl in and lay down. Laying back himself, he turned himself to face you. "If girls... I think it would be cute if they matched in a way. Yet I do not wish to saddle them with feeling like copies of one another."

"Do you think it's lame if we did the matching outfits and stuff until they are old enough to dress themselves?" You laughed.

"Hardly. It would be too cute not too." He shrugged. "Besides, baby pictures are supposed to be embarrassing, so I say we make them match in the cutest clothes possible."

"I like that idea." You yawned. "If we have little boys we can get a matching overall and shirt set, and for little girls, we can get adorable dresses and hair bows."

"I wish to let their hair grow. To be long and unruly while they are children. That way they may choose whatever they like when old enough."

You nodded. "I like that idea."

"Imagine if we have girls. They will be spoilt to no ends by their uncles. I do believe I may see the Avatar of Pride bow to a child in my lifetime." He chuckled, hand resting on the blanket over your stomach.

"Thank God we have Barb." You sighed. "He should be able to resist."

"Two adorable God children may bring him to his knees as well. I fear we may be all in danger to the children's wiles."

"Having to be mean and tell them no is going to be hard...but we have too. We can't raise little asshole children. I won't allow it." You smiled as you put your hand on his. "We're going to have to stay strong and united against the cuteness."

"Promise not to yell too loud when I give in the first few times."

"A few times here and there won't doom them...but it has to be just that." You held a stern look.

"True. Though it will be hard to look them in the eyes and break their small hearts when we must deny them things." He sighed. "I fear the day they can talk and tell me they hate me."

"Me too." You whispered. "But Barb said that's not always a bad thing."

"Remind me to let Barbatos know I appreciate him not killing me as a child." He laughed. "Tomorrow he is going to show me how to swaddle and do other things. Would you like to be present as well?"

You nodded, eyes feeling heavy with sleep. "I'm gonna swaddle the fuck outta that bear." The sleepy confidence of your voice brought a smile to Diavolo. "Get some rest. I will inform the others of where you are staying tonight, so they can check in on us."

"Okay." You whispered as your eyes fell closed. Today had been crazy, your brain needed time to process and wasn't taking no for an answer. "Goodnight, Dia."

"Goodnight, Mc."

Watching you slowly drift to sleep after the day you both had was everything he needed. You, in his bed. Safe, warm, protected.

You had rolled closer, almost touching him, smelling of his shampoos and soaps. A claim on you that excited him more than it should have, but you had chosen to be his wife. To give him a second chance most would not afford to anyone. He would not squander it.

Your hand lazily moved to your stomach as you raised your knees in front of your stomach. Even in slumber, you were shielding his children. Intentional or not, it brought him a great amount of happiness.

Being pregnant would only make you more beautiful. Perhaps it was the fact he was able to breed you, be the reason your stomach would swell with child. Your breast would grow larger, hair shinier, fuller. The glow people spoke of would wear wonderfully on you. A constant reminder to all that would see you that it was him who had pumped life deep into your womb.

The very thought of how your body would change drove him wild. Coupled with the personal show that transpired on his lap just an hour prior... the thought of you making those types of sounds while he filled your already pregnant body with more of his seed...

Letting out a deep sigh, he removed himself from the bed. Perhaps he take his own shower and relieve the pent up stress and desire.

Making his way to the bathroom, he was sure to lock the door. Mainly out of habit, but if you were to walk in, he was sure to insist you stay... something you may not be completely ready for.

Until that time, he would pleasure himself to thoughts of you.

The warm water running over his naked body only served to excite him further. It was a fantasy he had had many times before. It always started innocently enough. Just simply washing each other, not in a sexual way, but lovingly caring for eachother in such an intimate way. A few stray touches here and there...the water causing your skin to shine. Hair plastered against your body. Your big beautiful eyes shyly looking up to him as you would gently wash his cock. It always ended with him pinning you against his shower wall as he fucked you senseless. Washing your freshly fucked body with care before he would dry you and carry you back to his bed, to ravish you again.

Before he knew it, a rope of his cum was hitting the shower wall as a deep growl left his chest. Fuck, you caused him to come undone so quickly anymore... and it would only be worse once your baby bump started to show.

Waking up was nice. Warm. Strong arms around your midsection holding you close to none other than Diavolo's chest. His black nails contrasting against the white sheets. The blood red comforter had slid off to the floor sometime during the night. You didn't mind though, between the sheet and Dia, you felt warm still.

Taking the chance to roll over, you were pressed into his chest as he rolled to his back, arms still holding you. Looking down, his face was relaxed. His stupid boyish charm still made you blush and he was asleep. Letting out a small huff, you laid your head on his chest. Listening to his heart, strong and ever beating in a rhythm you committed to memory, you drifted back to sleep.

"Awww, just a few more? Mc looks utterly precious!" Asmodeus begged in a hushed tone to Lucifer. "I can put the pictures in the babies baby books." He pleaded, using his cute puppy dog eyes. "I'll send every picture I have to you too!"

"None of them see social media, ever."

"Yes!" A small quiet squeal left him as he took another picture. Diavolo was spread out, one leg above the sheets and one under. Black underwear clinging to him tighter than you were, but not by much. His arm was under your head, as you were snuggled into his chest, leg draped over his stomach. The other following the contour of his body as you were pressed tightly to him. His hand resting on your waist lazily, fingers just barely touching your stomach.

"These are so damn cute." He sent all thirty six pictures at different angles and filters to his brother. "I'm amazing at photography."

"You've had your fun, now go. You have paperwork to attend to." Lucifer grumbled as he sat on one of the couches in the princes room.

"I'll text you if I have questions. Also, if I bring over the prenuptial...would you sign as my witness? I left it empty for you." The Avatar of Lust admitted shyly.

"Bring it to my office here in the palace. I'll look over it when my shift ends." He tried to hide his blush. The fact that Asmo wanted none other than his eldest brother as his witness made his chest swell with pride.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" He hugged his brother tightly before letting go quickly and checking to make sure he hadn't woken the sleeping pair in the bed. "I'll text you when I bring it over." He whispered as he waved goodbye, gently closing the door.

Asmodeus had been correct. The pictures were very damn cute. He wouldn't tell a living soul or even the dead anything other than an excuse of it being spam from his brother.

Diavolo had woken up before you, a smile on his lips as he bent his head down to kiss the top of your head softly. This is how he wanted to wake up every morning for the rest of his life. Yourself and him, tangled together, hair unruly and sleepy cuddling until one of you would need to leave the bed.

He wasn't sure how long he looked at you. All he did know was that trying to get out of bed while not waking you could prove difficult. He was slow and gentle, carefully maneuvering until he had freed himself and managed to not disturb your slumber.

Lucifer looked up from his phone when he noticed movement. Nodding in a silent greeting he went back to his phone as Diavolo wandered to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Diavolo returned in a robe and sat himself across from Lucifer. "Have you been here long?" He made sure his voice was nothing more than a soft whisper as he looked your direction to check for any disturbance.

"Just a few hours. I mostly completed the weeks paper work for myself and Barbatos." A sour look on his face.

"That's a good thing, why the face?"

"I am unsure what to now do with so much extra time." He admitted. "I have tried staying home, but my...lingering... only seems to set some of my brothers on edge."

"Perhaps don't linger, but be involved." He smiled as he gave a small laugh.

"Easier said than done." He sat his phone face down beside him on the couch. "It's been thousands of years since we've had even a fraction of this time to ourselves...I fear I have been labeled a pest more than anything."

"You are no pest to them, Lucifer. They simply need to adjust to more of your presence. Not only that, but I dare say a regular amount of sleep makes you much more agreeable. An odd sight indeed." He teased the eldest. "You needn't worry yourself too much. Enjoy the time with family."

"If Asmodeus keeps fucking your father like he has, I fear you'll become king sooner than I would like. Then I will not sleep at all."

"Does that mean you're technically my uncle now?"

"Oh fuck... I'll be an uncle to you and your children." He Lucifer let out a deep sigh.

Diavolo let out a laugh as he slapped Lucifer's shoulder. "I promise it'll turn out okay, Uncle Lu."

"I'm going to hang your mother from a balcony the first chance I get." He rubbed his forehead. "And as your uncle, I believe my little nephew should go back to sleep. It's too early for little boys to be running amuck." Diavolo didn't miss the small upturn of Lucifers lips.

"I believe Mc would say we're are approaching a level of banjos unlike the world has ever heard." He sighed with his own smile. "Regardless of the mess this will be, only blood relatives will be me, my father and my children. As long as that does not cross, I will die a happy demon."

"When this is explained to the children, I believe we should show them that on paper, or I fear Mc will cry." Lucifer chuckled.

"See? More agreeable." The prince nodded. "Go get some rest. I'll look after Mc. We still have much to talk about, though I am unsure if it is wise to bring this up if they haven't thought of it yet...though I've been told pregnancy makes women very emotional...as she is when it comes to the children without the hormones...it may be best to tell her sooner, rather than later."

"I wish you luck with that. You may just see your future wife make your mother, the queen, cry." He laughed as he stood, grabbing his phone. "I'll be in my office if you need me. Asmodeus himself should be back in an hour or two, I believe he will stop by. If Mc has been informed of what my brothers decision has caused when spoken outloud to unfamiliar faces...please call me. I wish to see her put my brother in his place."

Fuck, he was glad it was sane on paper and the titles for the brothers were honorary... As Mc would most likely say, 'no true Alabama moments allowed.'

Lucifer turned with a chuckle. "Next time you fuck Mc, she may very well be able to say 'that's not how dad does it.' , if she lays with him." And with that he quietly closed the door.

Diavolo could only cringe.

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sassykattery · 10 months

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Love's Web, Part 1

Hi there! Welcome to Part 1 of my new series, "Love's Web." This story features a crossover of characters from Obey Me! and Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse. If you have not seen ATSV, I recommend it, but if you choose not to, looking up the plot online might help guide you into what's going on.

Synopsis: Altaira is a woman who thought that her life couldn't get much weirder, considering she lived with and consulted with demons on the regular. But one day, she learns her life can become a lot more complicated when you learn about the multiverse.

CW: Altaira is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Profanity.

Characters: Altaira (afab oc!), Diavolo, Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Barbatos, all brothers implied, Simeon, Solomon, Miguel O'Hara

Themes: Romance. Jealousy. Multiverse.

Minors and ageless blogs DNI

18+ only

Enjoy~

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"Now, for this year's Student Council budget, we need to assign someone to keep track of the checkbook," Lucifer stated, reading the document in his hand aloud.

"Right, so let's get it over with and tell Altaira she's the only one impartial that can do it," Satan quipped.

"Have you all considered maybe I don't want to do this every year? Don't I at some point become partial just like everyone else?" Altaira grumbled from her seat.

Diavolo smirked behind his hand at her, and her moody reply, finding it to be adorable.

"Altaira has a point," Diavolo agreed. There was a series of eye rolls from some of the brothers at such a response. It was no secret the prince carried a fondness for her, a fondness treading on infatuation. "Surely she would like to have other positions within the council–"

Suddenly, in the middle of the council room floor, there was a tear in the middle of the air, and a bright burst of blue, followed by oranges and reds flashes in a hexagonal shape, radiated from the tear. Through this portal, a figure dropped from it, rolling onto the floor with a loud grunt. The dark blue suited and masked figure came to their knees, looking around at the surveyors. They then rose to their feet and looked down at what seemed to be a watch while mumbling things in another language, which Altaira figured out to be Spanish.

"Hey, Lucifer? What the fuck is that?" Mammon blurted out.

"I'd say not what, but who is that?" Satan replied.

The suited person smacked their hand against their watch-looking device and finally looked up at everyone again. Altaira recognized the print of the suit, having a red spider across the front of it. She also noticed how tall and muscular this person was, nearly a close representation of how the crowned prince looked, which was no small feat.

"Our apologies, but you seem to have stumbled into our realm. May we ask who you are?" Diavolo asked.

"What realm is this?" The figure asked with an airy, masculine voice in a lower tenor pitch.

"This is the Devildom, home of demons," Lucifer replied.

The figure looked down at his watch again and sighed, only to start taking note of the room he was in.

"It seems I ended up here by mistake, and my device is no longer working," the man stated. He looked around and settled on the smaller blonde sitting in her chair, looking him over. With a hand on his waist, he pointed at her with the other. "You're going to help me."

Immediately, there were frowns from the demons in the room. Unfortunately for this newcomer, none of them took kindly to messing with their human. Altaira's brows shot up.

"Me? Why?" She asked a little indignantly.

"You're the only human here, which puts you leagues ahead of the rest of this group in terms of capability," he answered with a bored but spiteful tone.

"Excuse me?" Satan asked angrily.

Diavolo cleared his throat to stop anyone else from speaking. He stood to his feet and looked down at the man from his chair up higher in the Student Council Room.

"While we would like to help you return to where you're from, I would advise against speaking ill of your new hosts," Diavolo warned with a slight smile on his face, indicative of his small agitation. Everyone else sat back, willing to let the prince handle this. They all knew when it came to Altaira, to never get in the prince's way, and even less so, to make an attempt to take her from him.

"How'd he know Altaira is human?" Mammon asked in a whisper, leaning toward Levi. Levi shrugged.

"This technology is sensitive, and I need a human to handle it," the man reiterated, the eyes of his mask narrowing.

"May we have your name?" Barbatos finally repeated the question after watching the event unfold.

"Miguel O'Hara. It should be clear at this point, but I'm from another dimension," the man answered.

"So uh, what's with the suit?" Levi asked, intrigued by the design.

"That's classified," Miguel replied.

"You're a spider-man, aren't you?" Altaira asked.

Miguel muttered under his breath but reluctantly affirmed, walking towards her. "Yes. I figured you'd know something about it," he answered. Diavolo frowned again at the way Miguel studied her, so he left his spot to meet the newcomer on the floor.

"Then I suppose you'll need somewhere to stay and to work on your... device," the prince stated.

"I'll be staying with my assistant," Miguel demanded, more or less.

There was a unison answer of seven voices that said, "No!" Miguel raised a brow.

"What they mean is, the House of Lamentation, where they all live, is full. We have room in another dormitory for you to stay in while you're here. It's not too far," Diavolo clarified.

"Fine. I'll need somewhere to work," Miguel replied with annoyance.

"I think it would be wise to do it here at RAD so that you may make use of our laboratory and supplies, and Altaira can help you," Barbatos suggested.

"Then it's settled. Welcome to the Devildom, Miguel O'Hara," Diavolo said formally, extending his hand. Miguel glared at him for a moment and returned the gesture, with both of them noticing how strong the other's grip was.

"Miguel," Altaira murmured.

The newcomer instantly turned in the direction of that soft call of his name. He found her standing at his flank, peering up at him. His head dipped down to look her over again, noting she was just eye-level with his sternum, and his senses told him she was in her mid-twenties and strongly smelled of vanilla and berries.

"Your name was Altaira?" He asked warily.

"Yes. If you'll follow me, let me show you where you can work," she replied. She turned and started walking toward the door, and when Miguel took one last look at the demons behind them, he received nothing but aggravated glares from almost all of them. Diavolo and Barbatos kept their civil expressions, but there was no doubt with the way the prince watched the human woman leave that he wasn't pleased.

---

"This is our lab. I'm the director of lab management, so I'll make sure you aren't disturbed. I'll move the labs around your schedule and ensure your project isn't tampered with," the woman explained as she opened the door to the RAD lab.

Miguel looked around, taking note of what was available.

"This all looks rather... primitive," he observed quietly, approaching some of the instruments.

"Ah, well, this is the home of demons. They rely on magic and less so on technology. To which, I must add, I don't know how much help I'll be to you. I'm going to take a guess you're not just from another universe, but also another time period. Any advancements you've made in technology in your time are unknown to me," she replied.

"You'll be of help. I noticed you had a cellular device on your table, so I assume you know something," he answered, grabbing a few tools as he walked around to an open bench next to a fume hood. "And if you're able to figure that much out, I can't say I've lost all hope just yet."

"You're a ray of sunshine," she mumbled from his right flank. Miguel turned his head slightly toward her.

"Just leave me be for until I get a diagnostic going on this," he somewhat snapped at her.

She was silent, and with a sharp turn of her heel, she turned and left the universal interloper be as she walked toward another door with her name on it beneath "Lab Director" and slammed it shut.

---

Knock knock.

"Yes?" Altaira called back out, writing and looking up at her computer.

The door opened, and Miguel stood in the doorway.

"I'd like to retire for the night," he stated. Her eyes darted to the clock on the computer screen before her, and she realized it was well after midnight. In her fit of aggravation, she had worked for nearly eight hours straight without a break, looking at her phone or the time.

"Ah, right, sorry. You could've come and got me," she apologized.

"No, I just finished my own work," he replied coldly. His tone changed slightly to be more considerate. "But I won't stop you if you're not done."

"That's alright," she said as she stood, gathering up her documents and putting them away while she turned off her computer. "I'm sure the brothers will be cross that I never came home."

Miguel was silent as he watched her move about her office, gathering her personal effects and finally standing before him.

"Follow me."

---

"So that was RAD we were just at, the academy for demons to learn higher education," Altaira explained as the pair rode in her car. "We are heading to Purgatory Hall, which is where Diavolo said you'll be staying. Your roommates are Solomon, Simeon, and Luke. Solomon is a human sorcerer–"

"Like the biblical Solomon?" He interrupted.

She chuckled, a sound that piqued his senses again. "The very one. Simeon and Luke are angels, yes, the biblical kind, just not as scary. I live with the Morningstar family in the House of Lamentation. And, yes, the biblical ones like Lucifer, Mammon, and so on."

Miguel sat quietly with the information.

"The typical response would be to ask how I, a nonmagical human, ended up in this place," she added with a bit of a humorous lilt to her voice.

"Well?" He asked in that same cold, bored voice he had.

"I was kidnapped," she confessed, sounding very serious but still thoughtful.

"Excuse me?" He sounded genuinely shocked, and in her peripheral, she could see him flinch and whip his head around at her.

She laughed, a sound that tickled his senses again. "I know, I'm pretty comfortable and collected for someone who was kidnapped. Yes, it's true, but I did make the decision myself to stay. I was brought here to be a human exchange student for Diavolo's program here at RAD, but none of them really realized the ramifications of just stealing a human from her world. Diavolo convinced me to stay."

"Ay dios mío, that's insane Altaira," Miguel replied, sounding exasperated. "You were kidnapped, and you speak of it like you're on vacation with your friends. Demons eat souls, human souls, and you do realize–"

She brought the car to a stop at a stop light and looked him over. When he saw the softened look on her face, he stopped.

"I know, Miguel. But there's more to me than you realize, and trust me, I'm well in fine with living here. I've lived here comfortably for the last three years," she replied. She took off again from the intersection, turning down a darkened street toward the dorm.

"What do you mean? How can you be comfortable with demons?" He asked, insisting on an answer.

"Because..." she trailed off. She considered what she was about to say. "Those seven brothers follow my command contractually, and the prince and his butler follow it faithfully." She waited for him to say anything more and then continued. "Those seven are bound to me through individual pacts with each of them. I'm highly trusted by them and the nobility here because I'm someone who can be trusted. I take care of them and do good by the realm as best I can."

Miguel was silent, watching the road ahead of them as a tall building loomed at the end of the street. As they found a spot in front of the building for the car, she put it in park.

"What I'm getting at is, I'd like to help you. But you have to let me help you," she stated, looking at him with a genuine sense of caring before exiting the car. He stepped out and looked up at the towering dorm, dark and ominous like every other structure in the area he'd seen so far.

"Welcome to Purgatory Hall," she announced with a hand waving vaguely in the air as she walked to the front doors. They walked inside together and she led him up the stairs.

"It's me," Altaira immediately announced herself to anyone who was still awake.

"Altaira, this is a surprise," Simeon called back out to her.

"Can everyone meet us in the living room? We need to talk," she asked, putting away her keys and shuffling around the hulking man following her.

"Us?" Solomon asked from somewhere else.

After a couple seconds, two of the dormmates came out of their rooms.

"Hey– oh," Solomon craned his neck up at the new guest.

"Who do you have here?" Simeon asked, giving the newcomer a look-over.

"This is Miguel. He accidently ended up here when traveling through the multiverse, and he's staying with you all until he can get back home," she explained nonchalantly, taking a seat on the sofa and beckoning Miguel to sit next to her.

"Here?" Solomon inquired.

"Diavolo's orders," she answered his unasked question.

"Well, welcome, Miguel. We're happy to have you," Simeon said with a smile. "We have a spare room that you'll take. I'm Simeon. This is Solomon. Luke is young, so he's asleep already."

Miguel simply nodded and looked around again.

"So, um, can I ask–"

"He's not a demon, Solomon. He's from earth, and he's a superhero," Altaira interrupted the sorcerer, knowing what he was about to ask as he kept looking at the ranges of Miguel's suit. The eyes of his suit narrowed at the sorcerer, and when Solomon got too close, he leaned away.

"I see. Can you take this off?" Solomon asked, reaching out to the mask.

"Leave him alone, Solomon. He's not your new toy," Altaira barked. Solomon merely smiled and stepped back.

"Of course."

"Give us a couple minutes to make sure his room is ready," Simeon said, dragging Solomon by the shoulder away from the pair.

Altaira turned to Miguel. "I do apologize you'll be here with people you don't know. I promise I'll see you tomorrow. They'll escort you to RAD and I'll meet you there. Try to sleep and I'll see you tomorrow."

He didn't say much, so she got up and left him there. She left hoping that he would consider her words from earlier and take it to heart.

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When Altaira arrived back at the House, she quietly padded down to her room, only to hear someone clear his throat as she walked by. She looked toward the sound and saw two shining rubies in the darkness.

"If it's about the time, you have no room to talk," she mumbled as she opened her bedroom door.

Lucifer followed her in and shut the door. "Were you with him?"

"In a way. I let him into the lab and went to my office to work on lab schedules. He was actually the one to tell me he wanted to rest," she answered, kicking off her boots.

"And?"

"I'm not sure how far he got on his work, but he's not terribly keen on telling me much, so I wouldn't know either way," she replied. "But I took him to Purgatory and got him settled there."

Lucifer pulled her into a hug, causing them to both instantly relax.

"I know you don't trust him, but you have to trust me," she murmured. "I can take care of myself."

"I know. But you're my family and I'll always worry for you."

She hummed in understanding and squeezed the demon tighter.

"And you wreak of him," Lucifer added.

Altaira laughed aloud. "Yes, I'll go take a shower."

Altaira broke the embrace first and walked over to the dresser to fish out her night clothes.

"Diavolo wasn't happy," Lucifer mentioned suddenly.

She barely turned her head at the name.

"Oh?"

"He seemed a bit out of sorts when you left, and after the meeting, he was uncharacteristically unenthused," Lucifer added, trying to gauge her reaction.

"I see," is all she replied. "And what position did you all decide for me?"

"Well..."

"Dammit, again?!" She snapped. Lucifer chuckled at her dismay. When she was done in the dresser, she looked back at Lucifer. "Alright, I'm home. I'm about to shower and go to bed. That means you can sleep," she said, changing the subject.

He chuckled again.

"Yes ma'am."

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The next morning, as Altaira skipped breakfast to gather up some information and books from the royal library and the House's personal library on interdimensional theory to bring with her to RAD. Once she was prepared, she left the House without a word to her roommates and drove herself to class.

Just as she pulled into her parking spot, Diavolo was rolling in next to her in his black sports car. Excitedly, he exited his car quickly to find her in the back of hers.

"Oh, Altaira, let me help," he immediately intervened as she pulled out five very thick books and took them from her hands. "My my, quantum theory and interdimensional travel? Well, I can take a guess as to why you needed these, but there's no sense in you hurting yourself."

She smiled gratefully up at the prince, making his heart flutter as her gaze met his. "Thank you, Diavolo. I appreciate the help."

"Of course. Your office?" He asked.

"Yeah," she replied with a smile, walking with him into RAD.

"I heard you left pretty late last night. Everything go okay?" He asked her quietly as they walked the empty halls. They were likely the only ones there just yet.

"Oh, yeah. I ended up getting so caught up in lab scheduling, Miguel actually came and told me he wanted to go rest," she admitted, rounding a corner.

"That's not like you," Diavolo observed, side-eyeing his companion, shifting the books in his grip.

"I know, but I got it done," she replied quietly, her eyes lowering with guilt.

"I suggest leaving early today so you can rest," the prince murmured when they reached her office door. She unlocked it, and he set her books down on her desk.

"Does that mean I have the headmaster's permission to do so?" She asked teasingly, touching his shoulder as she passed behind him.

"It does, so don't waste it," Diavolo replied with a wide smile but trying to sound serious. They both giggled and sighed. She sat in her office chair, and Diavolo sat in one of her visitor chairs.

"I know you don't like him, but if I help, this will all go smoother," she blurted out softly, staring at her computer. She noticed how he shifted in his chair in her peripheral.

"I can't help but agree," he murmured with a sigh. He crossed his arms and looked out the window in her office. "Tell me if he causes you any issues though. I won't tolerate him hurting you. He's not an ordinary human."

"Ah, you picked up on that. Yeah, spidermen or women usually have some powers, and that's how they end up as superheroes," Altaira replied. She minimized her screen, and her eyes stayed glued to the desktop wallpaper. It was a photo of her and the brothers, royals, and angels all together for a party. She was sitting on Diavolo's lap, and though they were off-center in the photo, on the desktop, it was cropped to show them in the center.

"I shouldn't keep you, I suppose. You already have that focused look about you," Diavolo observed.

She looked up at him and clicked back to a page to cover the screen.

"Ah, sorry, I was actually thinking about something else. Anyway, why don't we get some coffee? It's still early yet," she tried to shuffle away her thoughts.

"That sounds lovely," Diavolo said with a smile, standing when she did. They both got up and walked out of her office. Diavolo followed her closely, sensing something was off about her, but choosing to ignore it in favor of staying in the moment.

Nearing the cafeteria, Altaira heard a commotion and her name being said. She, and consequently Diavolo, circumvented the cafeteria and headed toward the front doors.

"Now, I do apologize, but I'm sure Solomon didn't–"

"Are you fucking serious?! He was trying to kill me!" Miguel barked at Simeon.

"Hey, hey! Shhh, stop, what happened?" Altaira dashed outside to see Miguel looming over Simeon. When he heard and saw Altaira running up to him to stand between him and Simeon, he glared down at her.

"You didn't tell me!" Miguel snapped at her, causing her to flinch slightly.

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Event: Rescue Mission. Phase 3, Walk Towards Death.

"I didn't think Brumel would be the ones to come and ruin my plans! I even thought that Barbatos would be able to handle you lot. Guess he was nothing more but another disappointment!" The familiar voice spoke with Eros' and Leonidas' eyes widening with shock and their teeth gritting....

"Thats one voice I'll never forget hearing...." Eros said.

"Aye.... that has to be our mark..... the one who started the Brumelian Atlesian War......" Leonidas chimed in as well.

"Cloning, Project Immortalis, Fusion Energy Concepts.... it was all right there in front of us. This is Nero Basilicus. The man who had caused that damned war. But didn't he die in his bed?! No, this is merely but a clone....." Guangxian said.

"Aye, a clone is just some cheap imitation of the real deal...." Eros said.

"Thats right gentlemen! Unless if you want to try and stop those plans of mine.. why not come and get me then because I know some of you are looking to get some vengeance! Besides, we can have a lot of fun, me versus all of you and your shitty little force!!! I'll be at the hangar waiting for you..." the clone of Nero would speak on the speakers before it ended..

Eros would clench his teeth moving to grab his helmet and putting right back on as he activated his wrist communicator. "Eros? Whats wrong?" Hermes asked. "Mate, I just found out who was behind all this... bloody Nero Basilicus.... a clone though..." The commander would answer with a sigh leaving Hermes...

"Take him down... he was the man who left me more tortured than anything.... and as for Krieg... he deserves it as well. His fathers sins can finally be laid to rest. Clone or not." Hermes spoke over the communicator.

"Aye, and also get all the civvies on those Corvette Runners and get back to the Atelius. I have a bad feeling about whats coming next." Eros said ending the communications as the moment was tense amongst the small strike squadron as the air screamed with death hanging over them...

"This is it mates.....I can't believe it.. but the death flag has finally been risen...." Eros said.

"There's no turning back now. I made my choice when you tapped me for this mission. After all even if it is a clone.. for years I wanted to get my hands on that bastard for what he had done to not just me.. but to you as well Eros." Leonidas said placing his hand upon the commanders shoulders.

"I rescued my mother.... found the dark secret behind the Solitas Liberation LLC, and I am so glad everyone else is alive....but now.... this might be the only and last time where I may feel my mothers embrace...." Zek said with his hands trembling and tears dripping down to the floor.

"Now... I want to make sure he feels my friends wrath.... because I have not come far... to die now!" The sniper said while Eros and the others nodded in agreement. "Alright then... no turning back? Then lets do this.... Time we drove knife in and ended this once and for all." Eros said in a determined tone.

"Let's Show Nero That Brumel Has Grown Stronger Than Before..."

Later at the Hangar, the strike team would enter looking up at the burly man in the suit standing on a railing looking down at Eros and his small unit all aiming their weapons at Nero. "Looks like you boys made it.... but I am certain you might be wondering whats behind me here?" He said snapping his fingers with the lights revealing what seemed to be a mecha-version of the Lord of The Seas, Perseus.

"Awww fuckin' hell....." Eros said.

"Thats right, ever since we heard the Liberation was back in action that very same machine that haunts my dreams to this very day, I decided to get things back into action by creating Mecha- Perseus! Meant to better than that Titanic Lizard Fuck!" Nero said with Eros growling a bit underneath his breath...

"Ohh. struck a nerve I see? Sadly I guess Brumel just have nothing more but bitches now in their army." Nero teased with Leonidas firing at the man but noticing that the blaster bolts were ricocheting off of his chest. "Nice try.. but I'm not gonna let you all get to the main course just yet......" He would say walking into the cockpit of the machine with its yellow eyes flashing to life as it began to move.

"Oh bloody hell! Get moving now!!!" Eros said stating to run with everyone else following in tone. "Command! We have a huge situation here, Code Red! I repeat! Code Red!!!" Leonidas shouted with one voice replying.

"Huh... so you really thought I was out for the count just yet?" Ace would say with a sense of relief washing over the strike team.

"Ace!? Damn! I thought you were done for after the bloody fight with Cordovin!" Zek spoke with shock in his voice.

"Not quite.... but still. I gotta help you guys... cause if this machine made that damn wannabe emperor feel fear, then lets make him fear on whats coming next." Ace said with some slight pain being heard in his voice.

"Mate, just where the hell are you!?! " Eros asked

"On the Atelius, if anything this thing has a railcannon that can be used to fuck that thing.... and the only downside is... that you may need to fight it with what ever you can find. Rocket Launchers, Active Artillery, anything that can fuck it up." Ace said over the comms with the team rushing out as Mecha-Perseus would release a screeching metallic roar chasing after the team.

"Copy!"

"MAYA! What does this thing have?!"

"Right! Mecha-Persues does contain a primary shield that you may have to disable it first so Ace can follow up with the railgun, the best way to hit this ting and get it disabled is with plenty of artillery and a possible airstrike." MAYA would answer.

"Eros! We need an airstrike on that thing asap!" Leonidas shouted.

"Oh fuck that! Thats danger close!"

"Eros! That thing Nero is piloting will kill us if we don't do it!" Leonidas commanded.

"Fuck! Atelius this Strike Force One! I need an airstrike on callsign: "Mecha-Perseus!" DANGER BLOODY CLOSE!!!!!" Eros shouted over the comms with a response coming in.

"Copy that Eros. This is Alpha 1 and 2 proceeding with your request over! Get as clear as you can! We're making our approach, over!!!" One of the fighter jets responded through the comms, with a sigh from Eros. "Oi Boys! Lets kick it yeah!?!" He shouted with everyone knowing what that meant.... Run like its your last day on Remnant. Which with that being said.. they all had to push themselves to escape not only A mechanized version of Perseus and on top of that a literal airstrike that would possibly kill them if they did not make it to cover in time....

Which the mechanized Titan opened up its mouth with a stream of electricity was shot out with the strike team having to bob and weave around the attacks. With the sound of roaring jets being heard above them as Nero moved Mecha Perseus to look up and attempt to shoot the jets down with its shoulder missiles with both jets dropping their ordinance and striking the beast disabling its primary hard light shield while on the ground everyone leaped for cover..

"Boss! Primary Shields are down!!!" MAYA would

"Ace! it's Shields are down! Fire on that fucker!!!" Eros said in a hurry.

"Copy that! Railgun Charging! Ten Percent.... Thirty... Forty....! Enabling Hellhound of Liberation Mode.... to increase the Railgun output! One-Hundred!... One-hundred ten, Twenty Fifty-five!!!!" Ace would say with a little light growing brighter coming from a distance away as finally.....

"I WONT MISS...."

And bang.... the railgun's bolt was launched piercing the head of Mecha Perseus with a loud resounding explosion following fter the strike with the machine releasing a groan as it fell forward to the ground. "Whey, Ace! That was a fine bloody shot there!!! Thanks for the assist as well Alpha one and two....time we ended this once and for all."

"IT'S TIME FOR ALL THE SINS THAT NERO TRIED TO RUN FROM FINALLY CATCHES UP TO HIM...."

#[Event: Rescue Mission]#[The Deadliest Sniper- Zek]#[The Hellhound Pilot- Ace]#[The Disgraced Councilman- Nero]#[The Technologist Hacker- Guangxian]#[A Commander Never Surrenders- Eros]#[Every Hero Has It's Story- Drabble]#tw: long post

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sparkbeast20 · 2 years

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The Suitors Pt1 (Wrath and Envy)

This is Part 2 of I'm a Noble, Not an Avatar

This fic is heavily Inspired by the Ao3 fanfic “Bride of Prophecy” by Fallingunderground13 and a different take on my headcanon “Please take care of MC for me…..” with a GN!MC

Summary: Once you finally made it back home, you saw a crowd of Young demon and demoness in front of the House of Lamentation.

Note: after seeing the poll from part 1, this is going to be a poly!mc and brothers story.

Warning: Jealousy, Demons being demons, and Speciesism towards humans.

Your head is beginning to hurt, stumble your way back to the house. You should never drink like that ever again. But at that time you didn’t remember why you drank in the first place.

Soon the memories start coming back, at a distance you saw a crowd of demons and demoness by the front of the gate of the House of Lamentation.

You quickly hide behind a tree, to the bushes and move closer to get a better look at what the crowd is about. What you saw made you groan in anger.

A bunch of demons holding magazines with Mammon on the front cover, and others with autograph photos of Asmo. and other brothers fan clubs on the lawn/cemetery.

Groan at the crowd of demons, about to leave and head to the secret tunnels that lean to the tomb, when suddenly you heard the crowd cheer as quickly it drop when the door open to reveal not any of the brothers, but a demon with orange hair with his glasses on it, wearing a jaguar pelt walking out the house with an unpleasant look on his face.

“I knew that you were different from your brothers, Satan! The only pure demon knows to stick with their kind.” Then you were stiff to hear the booming voice of Ose, the demon noble from the wrath ring. Walks out the door of the house with a smug look on his face. As the demon with jaguar pelt presuming his kid, let out an annoyed sigh before speaking.

Ose notices the numerous demons looking at him and the other demon with both fear and annoyance. He smirks before letting out a loud roar. Scaring the flocks of demons.

Duke Ose laughs at the fleeing demons, while the other demon faces palms and groans in embarrassment.

“Do you have to be loud about my arranged marriage father….” his tone sounded more refined and calm then his father, if you compare him to someone you know, it would be Barbatos.

“Why should I be quiet about this! We are the first ones to seal an arrangement.”

His son let out another sigh, and placed a hand on his forehead, “You honestly think that was an agreement? Because what I can tell, he and his brothers just want us to get out of that house.” However, Ose just proudly laughs and strongly pats his son’s back.

“Is better that you got him to agree with you to be his suiter”

You start to drown out their conversation, and start heading to the tunnel. It kinda hurts to know that Satan is already moving on, but you keep reminding yourself that you’re the one who broke things off with the brothers. You just have to live with your decision. It still hurts though, but you can move on right?

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Once you see the light from the end of the tunnel, then one of Cerberus’s heads peek into the tunnel, giving you a greeting bark. You smile at Cerberus as you make it in the house.

Then all three heads start sniffing you, with Cer grants and stick his tongue in a dramatic way.

“Hey boys. Yeah I know I smell like a bar.” Both Bee and Rus lean down allowing you to hug them both. Wish this moment of comfort could last longer, however knowing it is a school night and you’re still half drunk. You decided to head to your room and call it the night.

After giving Cerberus a good night pat on each head, you start walking up the stairs. You can hear an all familiar voice, with the snake-like way of talking.

You crack the door slightly to see Levi nervously standing at the entry hall with Duchess Delphyne her long navy blue long hair wearing a snakeskin slick black and blue dress, and a blue snake on her arms with its head resting on her shoulder and her daughter standing beside her with short navy blue hair wearing a RAD uniform. “Oh Lord Leviathan, where'sss the snake I gave you. You know the one I gave the first time we met? Balias here, iss a big animal lover. And she has been taking care of your snake'sss sibling. She would love to see him again.” Duchess Delphyne

“Ah-ah his at the castle, I kinda let him live there since Lucifer doesn't like giant pets in the house.”

Even not seeing his face, by the sound of his voice, you can tell Levi is trying his best to not seem nervous.

“Oh really? That’sss to bad~ I would love to show you how my daughter talent with animalsss~” Delphyne, spoke and giving her daughter a light nudge “She also have a gift for you.” She gestured her head, and Balias processed to hand a wrap gift to Levi, who hestinely accepts.

“It's a vintage Seraphina figurine. This figure has the pink dress raither the blue dress. There were only seven made before they realized the error. I had one of my close friends help me locate this one.” Balias looks away from Levi. While Dalphyne grinning

Levi has no word to describe how happy to receive a rare figurine. But at the same time he knows that their doing this just gets Balias to be his suitor. But then the door behind him opened, startling him and Balias, but Delphyne knew that you were watching the whole exchange. But she acts surprised.

“May, may~ the human exchange student, isn’t it late for humansss to be thisss to be still be up in thisss hour?” Duchess Delphyne walks over to you with the snake on her arms and looks at you. Levi quickly moved and stood beside her to make sure she didn't try anything. There was a moment of silent filled tension, before Delphyne flick her snake like tongue than grins. “Mmm~ may, I can taste the jealousy off you, human. Don’t tell me that you’re jealoussss of my beautiful daughter stealing Leviathan’ssss heart. Even though you already ended your relationship with him and his brothers, how selfish of you.” She reaches out and grabs your face, then starts caressing it, you don’t know why. But you can’t move you. “A low life being like you can compare with demonsss like me or Leviathan…. So do yourself a favor and move on. Let him go.” She leans into your ear. As her snake slither to your shoulder and around your neck

“Remember that you are the cause for the conflict with Diavolo and the noblesss of eight ringssss. With my daughter they have no objection since she is a noble. But with you a human with no power what so even. You will just bring disgrace to Diavolo and the avatarssss.” Delphyne pulls and her snake returns to her arm back while still looking at you with her snake-like blue eyes.

“I mean you are too weak and fragile to protect yourself. It is hilarious that you even survive thisss long. But you have the brothersss and Lord Diavolo to thank for that. So you don’t have any right to interfere with Devildom affairsss. You are just an exchange student. A glorified tourist.”

“Mother!” Balias mutters, grabbing her mother and silently fuming Levi who was about to rip Delphyne’s face. “We-we’re going to be late to dinner with Duke Samael and Keres. An angry noble is a monster noble” Balias emphasizes the last part, which both Delphyne and Levi expression drop.

“Yess, you're right.” Delphyne fixes herself, and looks back to Levi. “Now Lord Leviathan, I do hope you will treat my daughter well.” She gave Levi a glare

“Ye-Yes” Levi stuttered, in which Delphyne’s face softened into a close-eyed smile.

“Glad to hear that you accept my daughter to be your suitor” She turns around and walts to the front door, while waving her hand good bye to Levi. Balias mouthed an apology before bowing to Levi and you, then quickly followed her mother and closed the door. Leaving you alone with Levi. You hang your head low, not wanting Levi seeing you cry.

“MC….”

“It's getting late and I’m drunk and we still have school tomorrow.” You turn and head to your room but you are long been sober by Delphyne's words and you don't have the courage to met Levi eye to eye.

Levi wants to stop you going, but stops himself as he hangs his head low as he drags himself to his room.

You slowly close the door, and drag yourself to bed. You slowly lay down with you grabbing a pillow and burying your face into it. Then you just let the tears fall, as Delphyne’s words echo in your head.

She was right, your just causing trouble to the brothers and Diavolo. Plus you're human in a demon world, you don't have any rights to interfere with their business or have a saying with who the brothers are going to marry.

Letting yourself cry to sleep. Ending the night of the worst time of your life.

Notes: You might have notices that I didn't make the suitor for Satan female, that's because I want to make this whole arranged marriage okay with males to take part of it. And its not forbidden for same sex.

If there's grammar or spelling error, please let me know.

#obey me #omswd #obey me leviathan #obey me mc #obey me original demons #obey me levi x reader #obey me angst

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waltnut · 3 years

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Hey!! Do you have any more lore ideas of the demon bros in their level 3/4 states? Your last post was really interesting!! :)

I do have some that’s kinda dark? Maybe even kind of NSFW-ish? I’m not sure how you’d categorize it but here it is anyway.

I’ve had this idea of when the “heat season” comes around and what is needed to be done to protect MC. This is in no way what I think happens EVERY TIME heat season comes around just an idea that I had in my head for a concept. I’ve read many wonderful Headcanons for the heat seasons for the brothers and they are all way more thought out than this lol.

The idea is that for MC’s protection, it has been tasked to keep the brothers locked up in their room or a specific location until the heat has passed. The scenario is that this is the first time MC has been there for it and Barbatos is explaining to them and showing them what is needed to be done. There are seals in every room to keep them from breaking out, for example. The seals are made for that specific demon and do not affect MC or other demons. Most of them are in Level 4 during this time but will phase into Level 3 to try to manipulate MC into letting their guard down. Each demon is given something to keep the desire at bay. If they stop receiving these things they will go into a rage.

Assume they are in Level 4 unless stated. This is specifically the brothers...Read more below.

Lucifer - Locked in his room

Mc is not allowed even on the same floor as Lucifer during this time. It is said his power and influence can affect a large radius and should you get too close, you will feel unconsciously drawn to him or where he is.

There is a seal on his door to keep him in.

You will hear nothing behind his door, it is as if no one is home.

He stalks around in his room in Level 4, with all his lights off. Ashamed of himself and his lack of control.

If he knows MC is close, or if he can no longer resist, he is able to project illusions of this form throughout the house to Lure MC or scare MC into heading closer to him. You would see these out of the corner of your eye, or red eyes in the shadows of a silhouette of a giant goat man.

Should MC enter his room, the seal does not react to humans and opening the door does not break the seal, MC will be stuck in here until it’s over. Have fun dealing with a scary goat demon in the dark.

Music is needed to keep him calm. If no music is played he will use his illusions more to terrorize others on the outside and become violent if approaching his physical form.

Mammon - Locked away in his room, in a secret cellar type room that is accessible only through his room. It’ll

To get to him, there is a door in the back of his room, that only appears for this season, magic or something. It leads down a spiral staircase where the walls are stone and you come to a large stone room that is lit by conches and it’s filled with gold and treasure and the like. It’s a dragon’s den. And it’s separated by a wall of decorative bars keeping MC on one side and the dragon on the other.

The seal is on the bars and touching the bars would repel him. But MC can touch them and stick a hand through.

He lays on his treasure and gold objects which will stick to his leathery parts on his wings and the underside of his tail and belly.

Nests of treasures, tapestry and fancy rugs are also used as paddings for his nests. There are items from ancient times, which you could only assume he’s had for centuries and his hoard has only grown since then.

If MC enters this chamber he will transform to level 3 and offer his treasures to them. He will also pout and guilt to keep MC there with him.

Treasure is given to him every hour to keep him happy. He transforms back into level 4 in a fit and will destroy his piles of treasures out of anger and upset if they choose to leave him.

If MC chooses to stay, he will dress them in his treasures and make nests for them.

Leviathan - Sealed in his large aquarium tank. Did you think it was built for the fishes?

The only light source comes from the fish tank and TVs. You can see a giant dark mass inside the tank wrapping around everything inside. It has pulsating glowing orange orbs on its form.

There are Tv’s set up in front of the glass. A lot of them. All of them are anime. There are also a lot of plushies floating in the water. To keep him company, Barbatos would say. These objects keep him calm.

If MC approaches he will turn into Level 3 and press himself against the glass with the most sad eyes. He will use words to manipulate MC into feeling guilty for him being alone and to stay there with him and watch all the shows.

If you stay too long in this room you will hear an eerie whale type song in the back of your mind. It seems to make you dizzy and makes you want to stay with him. Maybe you just might jump in the water. Who needs to breathe anyway? He probably has a solution for that.

If MC chooses to leave he will turn back into Level 4 sea monster and wail the saddest deep sea song and slam his huge body against the glass. Hopefully it stays in tact.

Satan - Locked in his room.

A green glowing wall seal separates the door area from the rest of his room. It has a shimmering flame affect but you can see through it.

His room is trashed. Books ripped to shreds, book cases fallen over, small flecks of green flame and ash are scattered on the piles.

He remains in Level 4 even if MC is in the room. And he is not nice. He is mean. He will scream and yell and swear profanities at them, and especially Barbatos since Barbatos will not let Mc go alone. He will say down right terrible things out of anger and frustration.

If MC expresses any type of upset, it’s possible Satan might notice. If he does, he will lower his voice and approach. He will apologize and begin to try to convince Mc to stay with him and read all the books.

If he is refused he will slam on the sealed wall furiously and monstrous screaming continues. His flames in his body are strong and bright.

Books are given to him every half hour as well as audiobooks of plays from every language to keep him calm.

Asmodeus - Sealed in his room, but an altered version of reality.

His room is separated by a clear glass wall with an invisible seal. On the other side there are mirrors everywhere. It’s like a fun house with how they are not in any uniform pattern. Some are cracked and broken.

There is pillows and blankets and a giant bed where there isn’t mirrors.

The mirrors are used to keep his morale low, showing his reflection in his level 4 state causes a depression to keep him from wanting to pursue others, as he is the avatar of Lust and is the most insatiable during this season.

If MC is in the room, he will actually scream and refuse for them to see him. If MC can convince for Asmodeus to show himself, he will come close to the glass barrier and black tear lines would be streaming down his face.

He will show himself in Level 3 to them to convince MC to stay and keep him company. Something about wanting to see them from every angle with all these mirrors?

If refused he will start to break the mirrors around him. The magically repair themselves eventually.

Other demons like succubi/incubi are sent to him to keep his appetite lower. But he will always prefer MC over them.

Beelzebub - Locked in a giant meat freezer storage near the kitchen.

It’s very cold in here, and there are animal carcasses hanging from meat hooks everywhere. Even things you never seen before. It’s a large cold room with tile.

Bars separate you from the monster in the middle of the room. He sits on a pile of meat and flesh, sounds of tearing can be heard. But also the raffling of chains. The bars are not enough to hold him. There are seals on the bars and metal cuffs attached to his wrists and ankles.

Steam can be seen coming off the monster form Beelzebub.

Once MC enters, he will come launch himself towards them but the chains catch him and hold him away. Barbatos will allow MC to throw him some meat but to use a rod to stick it through, like some zoo keeper feeding a lion.

It was said they didn’t start using the chains until one time he broke out and went on a feeding spree. I won’t get into details about that.

He speaks in very few words. “Closer.” Or “Stay.” are usually what he’ll snort at MC. He stares at them, licking his lips. You don’t know if it’s lust or hunger or both.

He doesn’t put up much a fuss if MC leaves, as the food is enough to occupy him.

Food fed to him by the hundreds is needed to keep him from raging.

Belphegor - Locked back up in the attic.

There is a wall of black smoke/fog that hides the rest of the room. It has light flecks off white in them, like stars.

Red eyes stare at you from inside the fog. They disappear and reappear somewhere else.

Barbatos tells you to not touch the smoke. Do not. Ever. Touch the smoke.

Level 3 arms of Belphie can reach out from the smoke to grab you.

His voice is soft and sweet but his words are not. He tells you he is always with you when you sleep. He can see your dreams. He is in them. It’s the way he says these things that are unsettling.

He can disperse the fog enough to show himself to you. He can change the fog to look like space and galaxies to entice MC to want to stay and experience it.

He will guilt trip MC, saying they’re the reason he’s here and they owe him. They need to make it up to him. He can forgive them if they stay.

If he is refused, a wave of tiredness will wash over MC. Barbatos must always accompany them and he is able to take them away before anything happens.

Incense smoke is needed to keep him calm and sedated.

Now you may be thinking...What about Barbatos?? Isn’t he affected by the season?? To that he replies...

“Oh yes, but my constitution is much stronger than the rest.”

Then perhaps you may be wondering about Lord Diavolo. To which he replies...

“It’s best you don’t set foot in the castle. Better yet, just stay in here in the house, where it’s much safer.”

#text post #monster boyfriend #obey me headcanons #long post #obey me

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archived-kin · 3 years

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simeon with a himbo boyfriend

note from kin: once again i am writing for the boys because this fandom doesn’t have nearly enough content for them, especially for Big and Beefy Men. let them be in dating sim fandoms too!!!!!! give them more content!!!!!

anyway i’ve made you an angel since i don’t want to have to think about the deeper repercussions of what simeon dating a human would be (i mean we all know what happened to lilith when she tried it)

fandom: obey me!

character(s): male!reader, simeon, luke, belphegor, beelzebub, asmodeus, satan, leviathan, mammon, lucifer, barbatos, diavolo, solomon

pairing(s): simeon/reader but it accidentally becomes everyone/simeon’s boyfriend at some point whoops (this ended up as a pretty big block of text as a result so please let me know if you have difficulty reading it so that i can try to format it better!)

warning(s): nope!

genre: fluff!!!! fluff everywhere!!!!!!!!!

simeon thinks you’re the cutest goddamn thing in all three realms

you may be six foot four inches of muscle but to him that is six foot four inches of ADORABLE

you’re very strong so he likes to just run and jump up at you from behind and wrap his arms around your neck because he knows you won’t be fazed by it (physically anyways, emotionally is another story)

the other angels always gasp when he does this in public because it’s so far from his usual ‘poised and elegant’ thing but how is simeon NOT supposed to climb all over you like a koala when you’re so big and huggable???

simeon just really loves jumping at you like that okay

because every time he does you’ll just pause for a second and look very confused as to why your back has suddenly gotten heavier, and then you’ll turn your head, and your smile and excited little ‘simeon!!’ is to DIE for

he has to be incredibly upfront with you about what he wants because otherwise you will not understand

he has to say, word for word, “i want to sleep in the same bed as you every day” before you actually realise that that’s what he meant

the whole exchange kind of went like this:

simeon, being sappy at like seven in the morning: “i want to wake up like this all the time from now on”

you: “??? do you want me to come lie down next to you before you wake up tomorrow morning?”

simeon: “no, for the whole night”

you: “you want to wake up like this for the whole night??”

simeon: [sighs]

he also often has to be the one taking charge when it comes to physical affection

like you’re always willing to give him hugs and carry him around and let him sleep sprawled out on your chest like a starfish and give him kisses but half the time simeon has to ask you because for some reason you just won’t do it on your own???

at one point simeon starts getting a little insecure that you don’t actually really like physical affection and are just going along with it for him

because he’s a sensible angel, he brings this up with you before jumping to conclusions

he was not prepared for you to reply that you always wait for him to confirm that he wants affection because you’re afraid that you’ll accidentally hurt him with your strength if you go for it by yourself

simeon doesn’t cry a lot but dear god did he come close that day

after that it’s just hand holding and hugs and forehead kisses galore from you and simeon couldn’t be happier

now, it’s time for a bit of backstory

you were created purely to fight during the big celestial war, which is why you are so Beefy and Stupid

the beefy is because they needed you to be both strong and intimidating, while the stupid is because they didn’t create you with anything but fist fighting in mind

during the war you were a force to be reckoned with because you could just run at and headbutt a demon and they’d immediately be flung straight out of the skies and back into the devildom

and, even better, this meant that you didn’t have to kill anyone! you could just punt them so hard that they’d be flung out of the realm where the battle’s taking place entirely

once the war was over though they didn’t really know what to do with you

you were basically just this giant baby who didn’t know how to do anything but war

so they just dumped you in a garden and told you to take care of the flowers

which was how simeon originally met you! he was taking a walk around the gardens and saw you crying over a tree that you accidentally snapped in half with your big clumsy hands

now, simeon wasn’t one to believe in love at first sight, but HOLY FUCK

if he hadn’t already been an angel in the celestial realm he’d have thought you were some divine being from the heavens

anyway long story short simeon consoled you and started helping you take care of the garden, taught you how to live a life in times of peace, spent entire nights just lying awake and thinking about your smile and your laugh and how warm your hands look to hold and how it would feel to hug you, and finally managed to confess to you without you misconstruing it as just a Friendly Act of Kindness, and now you two are the proud holders of the title Cutest Couple in The Universe

granted only asmo calls you two that but you’ll take it

speaking of asmo allow me to segue this to the rad exchange programme era

you get so sad when simeon tells you he’ll have to leave for a year

your face falls when he breaks the news and your voice is all lost and quiet when you ask, ‘does that mean i can’t see you?’

simeon is absolutely devastated

it’s like a thousand puppies and kittens are being murdered right in front of him

he nearly cries (when i say nearly i mean he does)

but he can’t back out of the exchange program now, and one year isn’t THAT much for beings that live for possibly forever, so in the end, giving you a giant hug and about a million kisses to make up for the ones you’ll miss over the coming year, simeon leaves for the devildom

he makes it about a month and a half without you before he starts getting all mopey

and you’re not doing much better up in the celestial realm

michael actually has to message simeon and ask him how to deal with you because you spend every day dejectedly shuffling around the gardens that you take care of and it’s making everyone sad just looking at you

simeon reads that message and immediately decides that either he’s going back to the celestial realm or you’re coming down to the devildom

the authorities are a little cautious about it because you’re one of the purest angels they have and they really don’t want you getting corrupted by demons

but simeon assures them that the few demons that you’ll actually be having contact with wouldn’t do that, and you’ll be under both his and lord diavolo’s protection

so you end up being allowed to join simeon in the devildom for his exchange year!!!

honestly with the way the two of you react when you see each other again you’d think you hadn’t seen each other in years

simeon runs up to you and jumps straight into your arms and you spin him around in a big hug and ahhhhhhhh it’s like a teen romance movie but with an actually compelling relationship

and so you move into his bedroom (because of course you’re still going to share one down here) and take up a temporary position as a gardener to take up time since you can’t really do school

pros: simeon now gets to see you every day again and you look very cute bustling around the devildom’s fancy gardens with a watering can and wheelbarrow. also he gets to watch you lift an entire shed and it’s the best thing he’s ever seen

cons: the others are all basically in love with you now as well

simeon’s torn between ‘why wouldn’t they be, he’s literally the most perfect being ever’ and ‘what the fuck, that’s MY boyfriend’

belphie likes you because you are similar to beel and you’re also warm and big and strong so he can take naps on you and you won’t be bothered in the slightest

one day simeon sees belphie just jump onto your back and start sleeping there while you’re crouched in the garden doing some weeding and he’s so stunned by the sheer audacity that he forgets to be mad about it

honestly you don’t really notice that belphie is sleeping on you until you go to get up and feel something move on your back

and then, being the dumb precious idiot you are, you just lie face first there on the lawn so that he can carry on sleeping without being disturbed

consequence: simeon nearly cries at your sweetness but is also incredibly jealous and belphie is now having Feelings that he didn’t sign up for

beel meanwhile isn’t sure how to feel about you at first because he kind of feels like you’re stealing his twin all the time, but then you make him your special candied fruits (from produce that you grew yourself) and he loves you from that point forward

also PLEASE share your workout routine with him he wants to know your secret

it turns out that you don’t really have a workout routine?? you were just made like that

though the constant exercise and heavy lifting and stuff you do as part of your daily garden-care routine (you take care of basically all of the gardens back in the celestial realm) helps as well

he’s a bit disappointed but he does like that you can pick him up without any effort

one time he asked if you were capable of it and without missing a beat you went ‘let’s find out!’ and straight up swept him off his feet

beel was fucking screaming on the inside but no can’t feel feelings that’s simeon’s boyfriend

meanwhile asmo… okay we all know the way asmo is

boy took one look at you and immediately started drooling (figuratively anyway. physically his jaw just dropped)

kudos to him though, he backs off with the flirting as soon as simeon informs everyone that you’re his partner

asmo may be the avatar of lust but he is no home wrecker (he still finds an excuse to hug you every time he sees you though because awooga, muscles)

(he does know his boundaries so simeon doesn’t mind too much)

asmo also very likes the fact that you have such a green thumb because it means you can grow the prettiest flowers and you’re always willing to trim him a few to use as accessories

at some point simeon accidentally eavesdrops in on a conversation between the two of you where you’re just gushing about what kind of flowers he likes and how you’re going to plant them everywhere in the devildom because you like it when he smiles when he sees them

CRITICAL HIT!!!!!

simeon is pretty sure he combusts on the spot, while asmo is just squealing

thus was the origin of the title ‘Cutest Couple in the Universe’

satan on the other hand is mostly disinterested in you at first

the two of you live in pretty different worlds even if you live within the a five minutes’ walk of each other. he prefers to stay locked up in his room or the library and just curl up with a good book or ten for hours on end, while you’re always outside, digging flower beds and pruning bushes and cleaning fences and walls and basically doing every other little bit of manual labour that none of the brothers could be bothered to do before

he does note that you’re pretty good at what you do but that’s about it

until one day

you’re just pottering about in the garden outside the house of lamentation doing your angelic gardener thing when the stray cat that satan’s secretly been feeding for the past month or so comes by for its usual afternoon meal

satan has the window overlooking the garden so he quickly spots its ginger fur as well as you staring directly at it, and he immediately panics because what if you scare it away with your intimidating stature???

(yes, part of the reason satan doesn’t acknowledge you before this is because he was kind of scared of you and your muscles that he heard could punt beings out of entire realms back in your hey-day)

so he quickly dumps his book (though not without carefully bookmarking his place first) and rushes down to the garden in hopes of salvaging the situation, only to find you lying face first on the grass once again, though this time it’s not his little brother on your back

it’s the cat, who is purring like a little motor and aggressively kneading its paws against your back

satan can’t even see your face in this moment but he still basically gets cupid-shot in the heart because this is the cutest thing he’s ever seen

he has to force himself to calm down for a bit before he approaches lest he get overexcited and accidentally incur simeon’s wrath in the process

anyway after that satan makes a beeline for you every time he sees you and learns that you are an Absolute Idiot, but it just makes him like you even more

if satan was intimidated by you at first though, levi is downright terrified

you look like you could snap him in half with a single punch

he doesn’t try to talk to you at all for the first few weeks because how could he possibly find common ground to talk to you about?? you probably hunt dragons and eat rocks or something in your spare time

it isn’t until satan brings you up one day and mentions that you are incredibly dumb of the ass and probably couldn’t hurt a fly even if you tried that levi even entertains the idea of befriending you

he’s still not making the first move though

but it turns out that he doesn’t have to! one day you just show up at his bedroom door holding a giant crate of his latest akuzon haul

turns it got dropped off at the local post office after traffic problems and you volunteered to go pick it up and bring it back

anyway levi thanks you and starts unpacking his stuff, expecting you to leave in silence, but then he looks over and sees you just standing in front of his tv and staring at it

he’d been playing some battle platformer to pass the time before you showed up, and while levi himself doesn’t consider it particularly remarkable, you’re absolutely fascinated

being a gardener in the celestial realm you’ve never really had experience with this kind of thing, and you’re even more tech-illiterate than simeon, so what you’re seeing is basically like magic to you

so levi takes it upon himself to teach you as much about the art of gaming as he can in the short span of the next four hours before simeon gets home from a meeting of some kind and you inevitably immediately run off to greet him

you learn the basics relatively quickly but you’re still pretty awful at it

levi loses count of the amount of times you’ve accidentally run right off the end of the platform and fallen to your death once it reaches thirty two

it’s pretty much the most he’s laughed in, like, forever

congratulations! you have gained a new member in your party! levi will now follow you to the ends of the earth because you are the first person he feels like he can just be totally at ease around without being judged at all and just have fun with

(once, after you leave another gaming session to go cuddle with your boyfriend in the garden, levi catches himself thinking that ‘it isn’t fair that simeon gets to date him’ and has to do some serious self assessment)

mammon meanwhile has none of the reverence for you that his brother does

the amount of times he’s tried to rope you into his money-making schemes (which never work because he fails to realise that you are incapable of doing anything malicious in the slightest) is honestly just embarrassing at this point

simeon has to step in more than a couple of times because honestly mammon could ask you for your wallet and you’d probably just give it to him without another thought

that being said your wallet wouldn’t be much use because you never have any money

you just don’t understand the concept of exchanging money for goods and/or services so you never see any need for it

that being said, simeon does give you some money every time you go out into town on your own because something will inevitably catch your eye and you’ll suddenly realise that you just cannot live without it

the thing is simeon spoils you ridiculously so he always gives you way more money than would be considered a reasonable allowance

which means all mammon has to do is tag along and ask you nicely and you’ll probably buy him anything he wants

he does this a couple of times but then stops because he actually starts feeling bad about it

something just doesn’t sit right with him when he’s walking around with a bunch of shiny new things you’ve bought him with money that was meant to be spent on you while the only thing you’ve bought of your own volition is a pack of chocolate lollipops shaped like rabbits to share with simeon and luke

he may be the demonic avatar of greed but even he has a line that he won’t cross

he makes up for it by buying you things instead

nothing too expensive (he’s still mammon after all), just little things like sweets or bulbs for flowers you haven’t tried planting yet or food colouring for you to use for your candied fruits

speaking of those candied fruits, guess who loves and would probably kill a man for them?

lucifer

man may not seem like it but he has a hell of a sweet tooth

there was a bit of tension between the two of you when you first met (well there was tension from lucifer anyway) because he’d never met you like he had simeon and luke and had no idea what you were like

plus he’d heard about how you’re everyone’s favourite now back in the celestial realm and the little piece of him that still misses his life as an angel is a little petty about it

but then he interacts with you more and he realises that that favouritism is absolutely deserved

he will not admit it but he has wondered what being carried by you would feel like on multiple occasions

figures out how to read you really well which isn’t much of an achievement when you wear every single feeling you have on your sleeve but it still brings him a bit of satisfaction when he notices something that simeon doesn’t

he may be a pridey mcprideface but he is willing to give up a bit of that pride by pretending he can’t carry something heavy so that he can watch you do it

simeon acts like he doesn’t notice this but he absolutely does and he doesn’t know if he should tease lucifer about it or whack him over the head with a newspaper for it

all that aside though, much like simeon, lucifer also thinks you’re just the cutest

he comes across you building a pillow fortress in the middle of the house of lamentation’s living room one day and is understandably like “what are you doing in my house and what are you doing with those pillows”

you explain very seriously that satan asked you for help in an apparently pre-arranged pillow fight with mammon and that every warrior needs a well-protected base of operations and offer to show him all the optimised battle features somehow recreated from nothing but cushions and blankets and chairs

lucifer’s heart goes d o k i d o k i

he also has experience with Big and Dumb men from dealing with both beel and diavolo (when the three of you are together it’s just himbo3) so the stupid doesn’t bother him much

speaking of diavolo (wow i am nailing all of these transitions from character to character look at me go)

this man is basically just a grown up golden retriever boy and you are a big gentle st. bernard so the two of you get along like a house on fire

you’ve seen how much this man gushes about lucifer. now imagine that times a thousand

that is how he talks about you

honestly sometimes you’d think HE’S the one dating you

simeon would probably get defensive if he didn’t get so much whiplash from their conversations about you

diavolo: “i must say, i never would have pinned [name] as being your type”

simeon, ready to Fucking Brawl: “excuse me?”

diavolo: “though i don’t blame you, have you seen his page in that book about the celestial war? the illustration does his true beauty no justice, of course, but it’s enchanting in and of itself. to be honest i’d have loved to have seen him in action during the war, i imagine it would have been quite breath-taking to see”

simeon: “…what”

barbatos is usually just there in the background during half of these exchanges and he has to seriously stiffen up his poker face to resist just bursting into laughter

the other half of the time the conversation is just simeon and diavolo going back and forth gushing about you

barbatos honestly dislikes you a bit at first

not for any personal faults of your own! it’s just that all your garden work + your very forgetful mind means that you’re often tracking dirt everywhere

it doesn’t help that diavolo keeps inviting you over to the castle for tea and a chat and half the time you leave these big footprints on the floor and he wants to cry because he just spent four hours mopping that

he mentions it to diavolo in passing at one point, who then passes the message on to simeon

barbatos kind of gets concerned for himself because he knows simeon does not take well to you being insulted (one time a demon at the r.a.d. called you an ‘unintelligent buffoon’ and he was ready to start a fist fight right then and there)

not that it was an insult, but you never know how love can blind you to reason

but simeon just assures him not to worry and tells you to remember to clean your shoes as well as changing clothes after doing some gardening

normally you’d forget being told these things within a few hours but simeon offers to give you a kiss every time you remember to do this so now you remember every single time you’re about to enter a building after doing some gardening

after that barbatos holds no ill will to you at all

he teaches you how to bake and is honestly so endeared by how clumsy you get in the kitchen

you knock an entire container of salt into the cake mix by accident because your hands are too big and you moved too fast and barbatos is just like 🥺

he low-key babies you even though he’s like an entire two heads shorter than you

you don’t mind though because getting babied by barbatos means you get given all sorts of cakes and sweets all the time

simeon isn’t sure how to feel about it but it doesn’t seem to be the patronising kind of babying (it’s more of an affectionate doting) so he lets it happen

what he doesn’t let happen is solomon’s relentless attempts to feed you his food

you are both too dumb and too nice to realise just how bad his cooking is, but simeon knows you have a sensitive stomach and are actually a pretty fussy eater - you just tend to stay quiet when something isn’t to your liking because you don’t want to complain

having had a sample of solomon’s food himself in the past, he knows that you’ll probably get sick eating it, and he doesn’t want you to be uncomfy so he refuses to let you try even a bite

it’s like he has a radar in his head that goes off every time solomon approaches you will a bowl of ‘noodle soup’ that looks more like something he’s fished out of a nuclear waste tank

solomon, when he’s not trying to indirectly poison you, is probably the guy you spend the most time with apart from simeon and luke

he’ll just hang around nearby with a spell book while you do your gardening and show you some neat little magic tricks every now and then

he tries to help with the gardening but he’s not exactly physically strong and he nearly breaks his back trying to lift a giant bag of compost

so he decides it’s probably better for him to just watch from afar

kind of wants to conduct an experiment to see just how much weight you can lift before you start getting tired

one time he sees you cut down a whole tree with one hard swat of your hand and just walk off carrying it over your shoulder and he has to take several deep breaths

luke knew you already, so not much changes while you’re in the devildom

he really wants to learn to make candied fruits the same way you do but he can never get the hang of boiling the sugar mixture to the right heat and consistency (plus he’s kind of scared of how hot it gets)

you like to just carry him around on your shoulders and while luke would normally bristle at being treated like a child, you act like this with nearly everyone

(once he sees you running around the garden with diavolo of all people perched on your shoulders, arms raised in the air like he’s on a rollercoaster ride, and he nearly passes out on the spot)

he seriously adores you and acts like a guard dog whenever he feels like any of the others are trying to take advantage of your dim-witted naïveté because NO demons are allowed to harm his big brother like that

he will also chase them off with a stick if he has to if they get too close because no being is allowed to even remotely try to disrupt your relationship with simeon

simeon himself is no fool, and he’s well aware of the effect you have on pretty much everyone you come across, but he trusts them because they’re his friends

besides (and he isn’t being cocky or anything), it’s not like the relationship you have with them even holds a candle to what you have with him

they’ve all known you for less than a year, he’s loved you for nearly two millennia

they might be allowed take naps on your back while you work or be carried about on your shoulders, but do they get to spend every night snuggled up in your arms, feeling your chest rise and fall with every breath you take? no, he doesn’t think so

in conclusion: one day himbos like you will probably take over the world with their big muscles and unwavering loyalty and clueless grins that could make anyone’s heart skip a beat, and simeon’s pretty sure he’d be okay with it

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request: how lucifer, mammon, satan, belphegor and diavolo react and find out about you having 'I now own your soul' under the terms and conditions of a webpage.

Lucifer:

While Lucifer is certainly busy all the time, and tries to balance it by having you in his study as he works, he can’t hide how tired he has actually been for the past 4 weeks.

All you know is that Diavolo has made the meetings more frequent and they are taking a toll on him

And since he means that much to you, regardless of if you wish to acknowledge it or not, you have to ask what is going on once he stands up and walks over to reach for another bottle from his shelf Lucifer does not drink that often and he certainly doesn’t try to avoid work by drinking.

Just what could be making him act this way?

“Lucifer, you have to tell me what is going on.”

He stands on his side of the desk just pouring another glass down.

Curse him for being elegant and showing his forearms while doing so!

And then he dares to look at you with full focus and furrowed eyebrows and he is about to say something and he looks like-

‘no. You are human.’

Fuck.

“Come on! You know I won’t tell anyone!”

He does trust you at least after so long.

"Very well. I will tell you since it has something to do with a human. If, by any chance, you spread the information, the price you pay will be a heavy one."

He can’t intimidate you that much but you know when he is serious.

"You see, recently, Diavolo has had more issues than ever with someone we like to call ‘code soul stealer"

“Uhn,, and that is?”

He takes a sip of his drink and holds the glass while looking at you.

“Apparently, a pesky human added ‘I now own your soul’ in their terms and conditions on a web page and some application. With this, they have stolen many souls and Diavolo has grown even more concerned these past few weeks since the page is just gaining popularity.”

Oh fuck, oh fuck. Thats you that he is calling a pesky human! You only did it as a joke because you saw a meme! It wasn’t supposed to make an enemy out of you to the prince of hell!

How are you supposed to tell Lucifer that? How will he react?

Maybe if you do tell him it will actually create more good than harm?

Or, you could hide it for the rest of your life and- no! The honest way with Lucifer is the best way. He trusts you enough so you have to trust him too!

“Lucifer...I am the pesky human you are referring to...”

He drops the glass.

“I swear I had no idea souls were actually real and now I own a lot of them! O-On the good side I went viral 4 weeks ago so...oh, that is why you’ve been so busy....sorry.”

Lucifer says nothing.

He just falls into the chair in the most dramatic way you’ve ever seen.

He covers his face with both hands and groans into them loudly.

If you were not ‘code soul stealer’ you would laugh at him right now. But he has to figure out a way to protect you now.

Mammon:

You see, dating Mammon means that you two will bicker plenty.

However, it is usually silly stuff that you bicker about like; are gold or silver lines better on this cup of tea or not?

He just loves you too much to get into a serious argument with you.

However, Levi dragged you both to play a spy/heist game that just came out and Mammon cannot accept to lose such a challenge.

He is not proud that people call him thief, but he is proud and believes he has the skills to back up his many enrichment-plans

So the fact that you won against him for 3 times in a row is UNNACCEPTABLE under this dark, dark sky.

Mammon denies it all. ‘i went easy on you’; ‘I did it cuz you are happy when you win’ and ‘please, don’t you know who I am? I am THE Mammon!”

And while he is cute while bickering, sometimes it becomes unbearable.

So, you do what any normal human would: you challenge him by listing your biggest ‘heist’ ever.

“You don’t know who you are talking to! I have created a heist unlike any other! I have stolen a million souls so far! The DevilTV refers to me as – unstoppable soul collector!”

Levi left long ago so Mammon is standing there completely stunned with the stupidest look on his face so far. He kind of looks like a blowfish.

Still, he runs and puts a hand over your mouth and whispers:

“Don’t yell! We don’t want others to know that we run that business!”

Excuse him? Who is this –we- he speaks of?

“You will add your boyfriend to those plans, won’t you?”

Mammon will not let shock stand in the way of money or souls. You can explain to him how you managed that later but for now – just add him as your accomplice.

Satan:

You love your boyfriend.

You really, really do.

You love seeing him so excited and focused on finding clues to the newest Devildom mystery that you chose to let him have his fun by not telling him YOU were the one he was searching for.

And while you love him that much, you are about to ruin the whole game.

Why does he think it is appropriate to own 48 pairs of the same Sherlock Holmes outfit with THE UGLIEST MATCHING HATS YOU HAVE EVER LAID YOUR EYES ON.

First, he wore them in his ‘detective office’ only. Also known as the Lamentation house storage room for cleaning products. And that was fine, it was.

But then he started to wear them inside the house and in the garden. The saddest day was when a cat knocked the ugly hat off and ran away with it. Oh praise that cat! Praise the little paws!

However, he has gone too far.

He knows no bounds and shows no signs of stopping.

He started wearing the outfits OUTSIDE! In the middle of cobblestone paths of the main street while you were trying to have a nice date!

"Who knows where the soul snatching culprit could be hiding? I must wear this outfit everywhere to catch their clues. Trust me.”

That is it.

If one more iguana-looking-ass demon points their finger at you two and snickers as you walk past – he will have a rude wake up call.

How is it possible that he is trying to catch the culprit that is you but doesn’t pay any attention to you?

So, when you arrive home and he walks into the mop closet to add another unrelated photo to his crazy whiteboard as a clue – you tell him to sit down for a moment.

“Satan, honey, I have something to tell you about your soul snatching culprit.”

That definitely got his attention.

Finally! He is actually looking at you!

You lean down and gently kiss his head.

“I am the culprit you’re looking for. How does it feel to completely miss something right under your nose?”

He freezes up and throws a pen towards the whiteboard. It just bounces off and hits him in the back.

“You....you mean to tell me that,,, the biggest Devil Mystery TV phenomenon is ACTUALLY YOU?”

You are met with complete disbelief. Satan demands a detailed explanation on how you did it. He even tells you to use his whiteboard to retrace your steps!

...good luck...

Belphegor:

Will Belphegor ever actually publicly say that he has changed because of you? No.

Will he ever actually admit that to other brothers besides Beel when they’re talking in the late hours of the night in their room? Oh, absolutely not.

Will he tell you? Yes.

Yes but.. He will leave something out.

Sometimes Belphie looks at how you smile and remembers things that make him famous in this realm.

Yes, he is one of the most powerful demons and yes, he has a reputation of rebellion and the biggest steak of unattendance in RAD but

He is also a fairly famous scholar.

His papers and research are cited on the regular.

But when you smile and say a witty joke – he remembers that most of them focus around him proving just how dumb or naïve humans actually are.

But, you’re human and he hopes that you never see those.

Except that you do.

Because he is so famous it is no surprise that while looking for research papers to reference for your next assignment you saw his name while browsing through

And while you love him - you will not allow him to just diss the whole mankind.

So, you grab one of them from the library. Walk home, go to the attic while he is napping and open it up, putting it right on his face.

It takes a couple of seconds but he feels something is wrong and his hand reaches for it.

When he pulls it away, he is met with his thesis that was further developed from the seduction speech class assignment.

It sets it up as: ‘Seduction speech as a matter of blatant deception that humans always fall for but could never recreate.’

You are not even that mad at it to be honest.

But proving him wrong is always fun. And little does he know about your biggest secret ever.

“I will cut right to the chase and say – fix your bangs I want to see the way your eyes look when I tell you this!”

“I wonder who messed up my bangs with the academic paper in the first place?” is what he replies but his hand is already on his forehead.

“Whatever. Prepare to be amazed! I am the one the elders of the devildom are always ranting about on TV! Yes, I am the ‘pesky little human’ who is stealing away ‘edible’ souls! How is that for your thesis now? Is that not true deception?!”

He likes your smile still. You’re standing in front of the bed looking at him with sparkling eyes and clenched fists while striking a pose. It is silly really but he smiles.

Because you are.

And while he will ask you a bit more about that claim, he is just happy to know that maybe his next academic paper (which everyone eagerly awaits) will be tad more positive to your kind.

Diavolo:

You got an urgent call from Barbatos.

On the doorstep he told you that Diavolo needs you in his study.

What could you do that Barbatos can’t and will help Diavolo? Does such a thing even exist?

You walk inside of his office and are pretty sure Barbatos did not want to go inside because of the fact that a rat could be hiding under the mountain of papers that are all around the room.

Usually, Diavolo immediately stands up, lights up the room with his smile and stretches out his hands for a hug.

Now? He hears the doors open and looks at you with a weak smile while his head is resting on his elbows from behind the desk.

He has never looked worse.

“Barbatos said you called for me?”

You are unsure where to begin with this so you state a fact while thinking of questions to ask.

“He has? I have done no such thing?”

Great. Now both of you are confused.

“Can you tell me what is going on?”

Diavolo sighs and his smile is still nowhere to be seen.

“The elders have been so annoying lately. I understand that the biggest threat to the Devildom and everyone’s life here still has not been identified but there is nothing I can do except search!”

Just what threat is that? What could be making Diavolo so miserable?

“They keep comparing me to my father without actually offering any ways of fixing this!”

“I will try to offer some way if you tell me what the threat is!”

There you are, making a grand exclamation and promise while trying to avoid papers on the floor. Diavolo sighs again.

“A human is ruining our business! They somehow set up a page that allowed them to own souls by consent in some application under the terms and conditions. I mean, this has never happened before! Humans were never expected to think of that or have access to such means! And the name they used was fake. How am I supposed to find them and then burn them in the darkest pits of hell as the elders want me to?”

You stop trying to avoid the papers.

Did...did he just say darkest pits of hell? Did he just say the elders want YOU burned?!

How are you supposed to fix this? It was a fucking joke! You did not imagine this could ever happen!

“Diavolo you promised you would protect me no matter what, right?”

His eyes are serious when you say that. “Yes. I will. Is something amiss?”

“Diavolo.... I am the enemy your elders want to burn.. PLEASE DON’T LET THEM! MY SKIN JUST ADJUSTED TO THIS TEMPERATURE!”

Diavolo looks at you and laughs like never before. It is cute, it is childlike. His laugh finally lights up the room.

He thinks you are joking.

He thinks you are joking and abruptly stops once he realizes that you did not join in on the laugh.

You were just trying to crack a joke and make him feel better, right? There is no way that is true, right? But judging from your reaction he knows it is.

So, he grows serious once more.

He runs to embrace you.

“Please tell me you are willing to make a compromise because the elders do not care about how your skin adjusts to the temperature.”

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dailytatsu · 3 years

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Hello! I love your writing and I recently saw a post of yours about the reader being the God Of Chaos and I was wondering if you could make a part two with characters of your choice, if it’s not that much of a trouble! Remember to drink water and rest well <3

Tysm! I’m really happy to see that a lot of you enjoyed it, and being honest, chaos reader now have a special place in my heart lol

Then let’s write a second part! Hope everyone likes these as well! ( ✌︎'. ')✌︎

Thanks for the request!✨

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[II - HC] God of Chaos! Reader & Genshin Characters

Characters: Bennett, Tartaglia, Scaramouche, Ganyu, Chongyun

Gn! Reader

Sorry for any mistakes!

Request are open!

Genshin Masterlist

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BENNETT

First of all, how dare u

This boy already has a chaotic life for you to arrive and making it worse.

But being honest, it wasn’t intentional, just like always.

Besides he’s a kid. The chaos of a kid + chaos of his bad luck, I mean- how were you not supposed to meet him?

That day was really strange, for the very first time the chaos wasn’t attracted by you, but you were attracted to chaos. Like a moth following a lantern on the street, something that you felt like you had to do, some kind of childish curiosity that guide your way to find Bennett in the middle of his adventure.

Poor boy was charging his pyro attack to max until a barrel exploded near him, he flew in the air waiting for a rough landing before his trajectory sent him where you were standing, still looking for the origin of that uneasy sensation of curiosity.

Luckily for him you could see his shadow just in time to react. You looked up because of the strange silhouette on the ground next to you and there he was, surrounded by a cloud of smoke and fire, with his screams getting louder and louder as he falls.

You trapped him in your arms, with the situation turning even more strange when the first thing he said was “nice catch!” with the bright smile of his.

Like if his hair on fire wasn’t a big deal.

It’s raining men ig

Before you could ask anything, a crowd of angry hilichurls appeared from the same direction where Bennett came at first.

The white haired boy jumped off from your arms and tried to grasp your hand to run away together, but instead you pulled him near and then behind you before rising your hand to the front, pointing the stampede of furious creatures about to reach you both.

Not even a leaf fell from a tree before the hilichurls stopped, all of them felt your presence immediately, the primitive sensation of danger that meant a silent threat. Following the message that another camp of them told long ago, ‘get away from that stranger’.

Bennett was surprised, kind of scared at least. He wasn’t sure about how to call that feeling.

Are you a beast tamer?! Maybe an adventurer that discovered a secret about hilichurl’s behavior! Wait- where are you going? Don’t leave him behind, the doubt won’t let him sleep tonight!

You explained to him that it was dangerous for both to be near each other (more dangerous for him than for you), still you needed to get away. To protect Bennett and the other adventurers that were exploring nearby.

But why? He was so excited about meeting someone who could react that fast and precise! Like the heroes in the legends!

Please show him your ways, he’s begging you, how can you be rude to Bennett? That literally illegal.

When he heard that there was a God of Chaos exploring all over Teyvat like an errant he connected two points (even if there wasn’t a single thing to connect in first place).

You’re like him!

Hello ?? You’re literally ?? the most qualified to be part of Benny’s Adventure Team ??

Negative plus negative is positive, isn’t it? Maybe if you roam near Bennett his bad luck can collide with your chaos to neutralize each other!

You told him that you were leaving after that short conversation, but in reality you just hide from his sights and followed him from behind.

That kid really put you on your nerves, running into danger without knowing. Was that what Zhongli have to deal with every time you visit Liyue?

The old man really deserves an apology.

You’re not doing this an habit, of course not! You’re the all mighty God of Chaos, the ultimate troublemaker! How was even possible to think about wanting to protect a human just because he has bad luck? That’s ridic-

“Watch out!” You had to abandoned your hiding spot to reach Bennett again, pulling him away from the place where a bunch of hunter’s traps were. “Barbatos, why all your children have to be like this?…” You whispered for yourself, actually waiting for a answer, maybe a little too much because you didn’t free Bennett. His feet were just barely touching the ground.

“Oh, it’s you! Hello again!”

Enough of babysitting, that’s it, both of you are heading back to Mondstadt. This boy is a danger for himself, who allowed him to be an adventurer in first place?

After abandoned him in front of the city’s bridge you turn back to the forest, believing that it was the end, even if in the process your chaos took the life of some pigeons nearby.

Next morning you were sleeping peacefully on the branches of a huge old tree, feeling the wind of your bard friend greeting you from the distance.

Then a storm started out of nowhere; your fault.

And almost immediately you heard a cheerful voice below you, calling your name like a lost child searching for their parents.

As Bennett climbs the tree to talk with you a lightning strikes near enough to make both of you jump because of the surprise, falling from the branch and meeting each other on the mud below.

“Sorry, my bad.” Bennett and you said at the same time, to later laugh because of that.

It seems that both are more alike than you would expect

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TARTAGLIA

How do I explain that this guy already knew about you-

As you may suspect, yes, his only reason of wanting to meet you was to fight you.

The first step for taking the thrones of gods is beating one of the youngest, isn’t it? It would be a good start, and you’d be also one of the best opponents he ever fought! The only thing still needed was a way to make you accept his challenge.

Tartaglia’s first try was by attacking you without hesitation, not even a warning, just shooting an arrow for behind and waiting for you to counter. And yes, that didn’t go as planned, the rope of his bow snapped even before aiming.

It wouldn’t be that easy, the distance is always boring for a fight, why not just attacking directly?

Because you learned from Morax that you must not hurt mortals; the reason of your trip was for appreciate the human’s life, to understand why you exist, to have a reason to not end with everything that crosses your path.

To convince yourself that you’re not only destruction.

But it was hard to stay calm if he constantly provokes you to fight back. Always dodging, always running away, always breaking his weapons.

Barely holding yourself to not to break his Vision at this point.

Dodging one of his attacks again you ended up on top of a nearby structure by the side of the road, watching him from above and begging for him to stop for once.

Tartaglia clicked his tongue in annoyance, you would escape again. He was as sick as you of that senseless hunt. Maybe was the stress what impede him to think wisely, because his next strategy was like a death wish.

The water blades disappeared from his hands and, for the first time, he had a casual talk with you. Smiling and waving his hands to look relaxed.

Then he mentioned the incident with Osial, a event that almost became a tragedy. And the only reason you knew about that was because Morax told you about it, about his contract and the reason why he left his position as an Archon the next time you visited him.

It was your fault, isn’t it?

“… what?”

"As you heard! The conditions for summoning Osial was ideal, bringing back a sealed god filled with hatred and hungry for destruction couldn't have been possible if you hadn't been around Liyue that day.” His hand lifted to pointing at you, also smiling as your expression turned into a concerned one. “Oh, our God of Chaos, you were successfully satiated as the catastrophe filled the ocean! Bring us back the destruction, because it's the only thing you ever knew!”

He was obviously just mocking you, but still Tartaglia managed to actually make you think about it.

Your fault. Your chaos.

And even with that, Rex Lapis didn’t seal you or tried to eradicated you like the burden that you are for every nation.

It’s just a matter of time before you destroy all humane existence when you get bored of your fantasy of not being a spirit of chaos.

An infinity of negative and dark thoughts began to fill your mind.

It was sad, it was so sad that the erosion already began to have an effect on you being so young. You were afraid, you were concerned, the stress ate you inside while you tried to convince yourself that it wasn’t like he said.

Your mind collapsed, and you left the wrath take the control for the first time in centuries.

A fight? That’s all he wanted? Easy, that’s easy, just kill him and everything will end. His annoying voice won’t torment you ever again, his words won’t hurt ever again.

It’s easy, so easy. Mortal life is so easy to end.

He’ll defeat the gods, he’ll take their thrones and will witness the world’s end in the final battle he planned since his first encounter with the traveler.

But that day Tartaglia noticed the difference between your strength, it wasn’t huge, neither significant enough. But you were stronger, and it’s well known that wrath and despair can provide extra energy when it’s needed.

The perception of time disappeared, the world did too. Nature, men creation, everything will succumb against chaos, existence itself will be reduce to ashes.

That’s why you exist, to make sure there’s not too much heroes trying to make the nations a boring place. You just need to accept it!

But…

‘There’s no other way?’

The question sparkle inside your mind, bringing you back out of nowhere. There’s a lot of irregularities in the ground nearby, the land was broke for something that impacted with an inhuman strength, even the structure where you step on top was gone, just the remain of a building was left.

And your hands were holding something bland and soft, the warm sensation on your palms and the strange movements caught your attention to look down. Your hands were strangling Tartaglia.

From the other side his hands were trying to remove yours, his strength was minimal, not even able of closing his fingers around your wrist.

A expression full of pain and regretting of his decisions, question by question filling his mind while the air became harder to get.

A broken bow, his Vision has been thrown away. Now it was a human versus a god.

You took a step back, afraid of what you were about to do. You have to stay calm and quiet forever? To prevent catastrophe, to bring peace to mortals? Who’s the one you have to blame for creating you? How you could think that coexisting with humans was possible? Even if you say that you don’t want to make any problems you would stay near them.

“Just… leave me alone.”

Was the last thing you said, a whisper that wanted to apologize for a whole eternity, a regret that couldn’t be forgot. And then you left that place, escaping one last time.

But wait for him, Tartaglia thought, he didn’t need your compassion.

Sooner or later he would have his revenge.

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SCARAMOUCHE

Finally! With Shogun Raiden’s gnosis on his possession and the all mighty hero of Mondstadt weakened there’s no way things can go wrong for him!

A little delay in his plans, but still a smile remained on his face. Kunikuzushi couldn’t wish for anything else right now.

But you already know what is going to happen next.

In this world exist Murphy’s Law?, because anything that could go wrong went wrong after he claim for victory. Even being far away of the factory it seemed that the karma reached him immediately.

He just got his guard down for a couple seconds, and then, whoshh. Now you see it, now you don’t. The gnosis disappeared from his pocket, not here, not there. The annoyance filled his chest and then a irritated growl came from his throat.

What in the world happened?

Scaramouche looked to a huge tree in front of him, and there you were. On your favorite place to sit, above from everyone else in a branch. Holding the gnosis as the board piece it looks like, playing throwing it up a little and then catching it again and again.

Who you think you are to act that carefree on his presence? If you wanted to die so bad then you could just have asked for it.

Even if he called you and made a question first you counter it with another one, what was he doing with that thing?

You were sick of those who defy the gods thanks to his ‘workmate’.

Scaramouche ordered you to give him the gnosis back, threats and insults came out from his mouth as a distraction; in reality, he was just ready to set the first hit from behind.

But something made him stop just in time when you talked again.

“I don’t care what you are planning, but if it involves the ones who I’m in debt with, you will surely fail.”

“Another clairvoyant? Hah, your type are more words than an actual subject matter, but I have to admit it, they’re also very skill to escape.”

“It was a warning.” You said, throwing again the gnosis, this time to his direction.

Scaramouche reacted in time to rise his arms but in midair something caught the chess-like piece before his fingers. Surprising him again and making the irritation event more unbearable.

It was a tanuki. The same that looked behind a second before running even deeper in the forest.

The chaos isn’t necessary a huge disaster; a little accident, an inconvenient, a failure, it depends time and place to be considered like a catastrophe.

Scaramouche had a killer gaze just for you in his face, in respond you smiled at him, then covered your mouth with both hands to fake surprise.

“What a shame! Better luck next time, gods defier.” Your laugh could be heard all over the woods, like a spectral echo that chased him his way to get back the gnosis.

He got it back after a few minutes of a stressful walk through the forest, found the tanuki dancing on a stone before disappearing again. When he got closer he found that piece, making sure it was the real one and not just another trick.

The following days he received endless reports of Fatui soldiers and entire camps being reduced to rubble aside lost or destroyed materials; it was a higher level sabotage done by who they said was someone of relatively young appearance in strange clothes, the one that enjoyed staring at them until something goes wrong.

Nobody could defeat them, not even get closer. And with that, Scaramouche knew they were talking about you.

Was that what you meant with “warning”? Who are you exactly? Not even holding a Vision, how could you… ?

A quick order was enough to deliver him a book full of ancient legends, part of the Fatui private collection. Texts that were lost and the world had forgotten, his only hope was that you weren't exactly mortal, and if that was the case they could take advantage of your nature.

Hah, he found you.

God of Chaos, a body sculptured by the blood and bodies of the ones who died in middle of the wars. At first they were just a being full of anger and affinity for taking the life of every living being on earth, until the same hand that created them gave them a human heart of their own. Made without any prior basis, without being the remains of the deceased. Something one of a kind, the mortal heart of a god.

When human emotions filled the vessel they were released into the world, to mourn over the spilled blood and to know how everything of their existence originates. Born from the red that stained the fields and being the bud that seemed withered, the same that now has the deepest roots ever found.

Hmm, that brings back some memories…

But hey, that vital energy could be useful.

Don’t be surprised if one day you wake up chained and feeling dizzy as Scaramouche drains your life. You know what? Just wait for it! Running away as you did with that idiot won’t work this time.

Every possibility can be foreseen, every inconvenience can be solved. And if you think that you’re an exception then you’re stupider than you look.

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GANYU

Bold of you assume that Zhongli didn’t introduce you to everyone the first time you travel to Liyue.

The difference between your meeting was that it had to be really short. Ganyu is always busy so you couldn’t know her better before her duty called for her again.

Obviously you heard a lot of stories of her childhood thanks to Cloud Retainer. The day she knew about it Ganyu avoided you, next week she apologized with you about it. It was very rude, please pardon her.

Such a big sister vibes ngl

An Adeptus working that hard to human’s matters. It was so cool to follow her from a significant distance to see how was her routine.

If you could only live that peacefully near humans without causing any problem! What a dream! The envy was killing you.

Ganyu didn’t mind about you stalking her, the feeling of a companion was always present and she also knew that you had to keep some distance from everybody to not cause any accident. She appreciated your consideration.

Until a soldier from the millelith arrested you for harassment, wait- you’re innocent! Don’t get closer, hold on! Hold on!

The handcuffs broke almost immediately, though.

When Ganyu resolved the misunderstanding she hold your hands to apologize again, it had to be really stressful to be aware of any chaos you could create accidentally.

What if you… wait for her on the surroundings of the city?

Please, she have a lot of work, don’t interrupt her, she’s begging you.

Ganyu thought you heard her request, but she knew that you were just hiding when a window opened out of nowhere and a lot of documents flew away in the room.

You appeared hanging upside down from the other side of the window, jumped down and entered to pick up the documents. You hand her over all the pages and then you leave through the space on the wall.

“… I’ll be in Huaguang Stone Forest… ”

“Thank you.”

Even though you both agreed that you would return to the stone forest, she couldn't help but feel guilty as the hours passed, did you feel like a nuisance? Maybe she should apologize. Again.

When another successful day at work ended, she realized that repeating the same words over and over was not the best way to show her regret. That’s why a better idea formed in his head as she approached the abode of the rest of Adeptus.

Ganyu found you being scolded by Mountain Shaper for unintentionally releasing the trespassing intruders along with other creatures from their amber prisons.

After rescuing you again, she was able to propose her idea to you. With a calm and charming voice she asked you if you would like to learn about Liyue's traditions from the human perspective.

Sure, Zhongli could tell you about the beginning of traditions and festivities, but the way to celebrate them and pay tribute to the Adeptus was something that only a person who had lived among mortals for years could explain to you.

Your eyes shone in gratitude but no words really came out of your lips, kind of embarrassed you said some nonsensical things and then another amber cracked when you brushed its surface.

Mountain Shaper kicked you out without thinking twice.

But hey! The next day your classes on Culture from the Mortal Perspective began! A quick but calm walk through Liyue that got spread when a bunch of kids recognized you.

How could they not remember the person who plays with them every time they get a chance?

Ganyu sat by the side of the road on an empty bench, watching you scamper the children who seemed happy at your mere presence. Like the occasional accidents of a child, the curious and outlandish nature cannot be controlled, only accepted.

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CHONGYUN

Don’t move! The future best exorcist in the world, Chongyun, will put an end to your legacy of misdeeds and pranks! No evil specter that causes bad luck will survive to-!

Just by lightly tapping with your fingertips you were able to break the seal of the talismans that surrounded you out of nowhere. Pushing back the boy who was convinced that he had beaten his yang.

how dare u interrupt him.

Another of Xingqiu’s pranks? Isn’t this going a little to far? He hadn’t learn about not believing everything his friend says smh.

Let’s just mess with him a little.

‘Measure your words, human. In the presence of the God of Chaos, the first thought that should run through your mortal instinct is to beg for your life, since those who dare to defy them will be punished and displayed as a trophy in the infinity of the abyss from which the catastrophe came out.’

You took a few steps closer to him, while Chongyun kept backing away. The scene was so dramatic that you had to stop when the boy summoned his sword.

Haha jk, nice to meet u.

It's nice to know that there are still such dedicated exorcists out there.

But wait-, so you're not an evil spirit? A God? Why is there a god causing accidents all over Liyue!? That makes no sense! If you think you can deceive him by pretending to be a deity then he shall punish you severely for disrespecting them!

After a detailed explanation of your identity, Chongyun's mood plummeted again due to another failure as an exorcist.

He sat silently on a rock and remained silent, his expression showed so well his disappointed that it made you feel like it was your fault.

Ohno, a sad human child, your weakness-

At the end you sat next to him to listen to what he had to say.

Did he really want to see a spirit so badly? Those things are horrible, wearing strange clothes and yelling all the time, buagh! The thought of it gives you chills. But there's nothing you can do, after all they are drawn to your chaos.

When you finished talking so indifferently about what you lived through from day to day, you looked back at Chongyun, finding his expressive eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Are you a magnet of evil? Chaos and destruction? Demons and spirits alike appear wherever you go?

Then you stopped him, it wasn't something to take so lightly; there’s also the chaos of the butterfly effect, natural disasters, unforeseen events, influencing the mood of evil people, losing your favorite pair of socks-

But you attract spirits, right!? You have to help him! How can you say ‘no’ to that face?

The next day he took you to one of his commissions as an exorcist, a house that had numerous reports from its previous tenants. He stayed outside and asked you to come in first, obviously you refused, if your chaos broke something inside you would have more problems besides the ghosts of the house.

He insisted a little more, it worked. Now you were waiting to feel the presence of some spirit trying to attack you. You could feel it, their energy was spread throughout the building, but still there was no movement. Neither hostility, neither terror, just the presence of a soul.

When it was Chongyun's turn to enter you explained this to him, his yang was also easy to perceive, you could describe it as a blizzard in the middle of the storm. But despite this, that presence didn’t react to his energy, nothing changed.

Then you understand it, your energies neutralized each other. Your chaos and his yang ended in a stalemate that went nowhere.

“I was really hoping to see an actual spirit and not only stay still in the middle of the entrance… “

“Well, I can still curse you. Want to try?” Chongyun crossed his arms, annoyed for your jokes.

“Maybe I should exorcize you instead… ”

“Ohh, so the little exorcist wants a deity to be his personal dummy? Let’s make a pact then. Promise me your soul.”

“I-I thought you said you weren’t actually a demon!”

When you stroked his hair he couldn't help but think about how much he still had to learn, so much so that even the gods were taking pity on him.

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cas-rivaille · 3 years

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Hi! Can I request a obey me hc where the MC is a leader of a very big mafia gang in the human world?

YES !??!?

(ahaha this def isn't the plot of one of my scripts where i run a mafia gang because i thought it would be cool and it's amazing you requested this)

tags: mentions of weapons, mild swearing, protective brothers and datables (i didn't include luke because it's a mafia gang thing and he's precious child and i want abt to put him in harms way)

a/n: i also didn't write the thoughts for dia, barb, simeon, or solomon because i honestly couldn't think of anything i'm sorry

MC as a Mafia leader in the human world

When you came to the Devildom, you were in another world, rendering everything in the human world useless. You spent so much time trying to adjust, that your life in the human world was almost forgotten.

Almost.

It wasn't long before Lord Diavolo announced you would be going on a trip to the human world. Suddenly you remembered everything you would go back to. If only you were aware of the chaos that would unfold. When you got to the human world, in your town you previously lived in, there was maybe a minute of peace before chaos erupted.

Once you stepped out of the alleyway that Diavolo teleported the group of you into, nearly half the people on the street turned and looked at you. Some of them ran, others pulled out their phones and made calls, and about four or five came rushing towards you asking where you'd been.

You recognized the men that had the gall to come up to you, they were some of the more high ranking commanders. However, your second in command was not among them. The brothers protectively stepped around you, not knowing who these people were. Clearly that was the wrong move.

In an instant the street was clear of citizens and there were members of your gang with their weapons drawn or their hands near their weapon. Diavolo stood behind you, glaring at the men in front. Simeon and Solomon were on edge. The atmosphere was tense. Barbatos was the first to speak.

"I'd advise you stand down," He spoke with a hum in his voice to the men in your gang.

"I could say the same to you," Said a voice emerging from the other side of the street. Slowly the person walked forward. It was your second in command.

"Who are you to be acting like this around our commander ? They disappeared four months ago and show up again like nothing ? Forgive us if we're a little curious," Your second spoke in a teasing manor, eyeing everyone carefully.

Lucifer -

- commander ?

- who ? mc a commander ? of what ?

- who are these people and where did they come from ?

- *protection mode activated*

- the only reason he's not in demon form and ready to attack is bc diavolo is here

- looks at all his brothers and makes sure they understand exactly what he means with one look

- this man is next to dia full on ready to fight

"Who are you calling com-"

You interrupt Lucifer.

"Everyone stand down, this is all just a bit misunderstanding," You say as quickly as possible to stop any conflict. Everyone directs their attention towards you.

"Commander who are these people ?" Your second asks.

"They're my friends, there's no need to be hostile. Everyone stand down," You say, looking around at all the people. They immediately lower their weapons, some of them even holster them. Your second on the other hand, known for standing up to you, doesn't lower their weapon.

"All due respect commander, but I won't stand down until I know they aren't a threat," You second looks you dead in the eye. You sigh. You then direct your attention to the boys surrounding you.

"Guys, back off a bit please. I'm fine. They aren't a threat," You say, tired.

The brothers ease up a bit, but you can still see the tension in their muscles. Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, and Solomon stood behind you protectively still, but also stepped back.

Lucifer steps forward and makes eye contact with you.

"What's going on MC ?" Lucifer asks.

"Okay so, gang this is Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Beel, Asmo, Barbatos, Belphie, Solomon, Simeon, Barbatos, and Diavolo. Boys, this is my gang," You say while pointing to everyone and talking as fast as possible.

Mammon -

- he eased up on his defensive stance, but he never let your hand go

- as to be expected because you're HIS human

- anyways

- gang ??

- what do you mean gang ??

- like a club or should he be running

- very confused boi but just wants to protect you no matter what

Mammon squeezes your hand lightly. You look at him.

"What do you mean gang ?" He asks.

"I- uh.. well you see, it's exactly how it sounds," You respond.

The confusion on Mammon's face only grows.

"I am the leader of a gang. Here in the human world?" You say while shrugging your shoulders.

The boys all look at you like you've grown a second head.

"You run a gang ?" Mammon says after a moment of silence between all of them.

"Is that so surprising ?" Your second asks.

Leviathan -

- surprising ??

- surprising ??????

- the same mc that would stay up until two am playing animal crossing with him ?

- the same mc that bought him plushies of his favorite characters ?

- mc who would cosplay with him

- how could someone who makes sure he takes care of himself and basically babies him but on a friend level, be the commander of a gang ?

- lowkey thinks it's badass because he is the grand admiral of his own army

- gets distracted and starts fangirling over you

"How long have you been the commander of a gang?" Levi excitedly asks.

"Two years, before I went to the devildom that is," You respond, slightly bouncing off Levi's excitement.

"The what?" Your second asks, interrupting.

"The- oh. Wait a minute," You say and turn to Diavolo.

"Am I allowed to tell them ?" You half whisper to Dia.

"If you see fit. This situation is entirely new to me," Dia half whispers back. Barbatos leans in and joins the conversation.

"I sense utter loyalty to you, MC, if you trust them then I advise we should too," Barbatos speaks quietly.

You turn back to your gang.

"Okay so the reason I vanished for four months is because I went to 'hell' as an exchange student. Now I realize that may sound crazy, but these guys are all demons," You say while roughly gesturing to the brothers, Dia, and Barbatos, "He's an angel," You say and point to Simeon, "And he's a human, but immortal, I think. I don't really know Solomon is the textbook definition of an enigma," You say while waving at Solomon in gesture.

Your gang stares at you, bewildered. The person next to your second starts laughing hysterically. Your second glares at him but the laughter doesn't stop.

Levi, knowing exactly how it feels to be laughed at and not believed, starts talking.

"Need proof ?" He asks. In the blink of an eye he's in his demon form.

Your gang steps back, eyes wide, their hands near their weapons.

Satan -

- there's no way satan isn't dragging you back to his room after this to talk about your gang

- thinks it's attractive as hell, MC in a position of power ? that's the stuff

- takes a moment to register why levi is in his demon form, but feels his wrath and changes too

- steps closer to you

- he's still mad you never told him, but he won't take it out on you

- honestly just wants to know the truth

After Satan changes too, the rest of the brothers join in

Except Lucifer, who looks very displeased. Diavolo laughs at Lucifer's discontentment. Satan smirks as well, knowing he made Lucifer angry.

Your second is the first to speak.

"Okay what the fuck," Is the only thing said.

"MC did explain that we're demons, were you listening ?" Satan asks coyly.

"Right then. So it's actually true ?" Your second asks, looking at you.

"Yes, why would I lie ?" You say back.

There is a moment of silence. No one moves or says anything.

"So I take it this means we can't tell anyone ?" Your second asks.

"No, you cant. But I know you're all more than capable of keeping secrets," You laugh a little. The atmosphere lightens up. Your second laughs with you.

Asmo -

- your laugh is so adorable to him

- not the time thoughts

- he also thinks it's attractive you run a gang

- admires how you were able to change the atmosphere and how these people listen to you

- will totally tease you and call you commander

- joins in on lightening the mood

"Right then, how about we all go get a drink and discuss the events of the last four months over dinner ?" Asmo says.

"Is there even a restaurant big enough to hold all of us ?" Satan asks.

"Yeah, we can use the base," You say.

"Of course, it's still the same as you left it commander," Your second joins in.

"Then it's settled, let's go !" Asmo smiles.

Beel -

- definitely not opposed to having food

- is a little hurt you didn't tell him, but ultimately understands

- he wants to hear about your adventures

- wonders if he can spend more time with you to hear about said adventures

- does this mean you can fight ?

- if so can you train with him ?

"Does this mean we get human world food ?" Beel asks, looking at you.

"Yep !!" You respond.

Beel changes out of his demon form with a smile on his face.

"I'll also show you guys our base of operations and give you a tour. I can also show you where I used to live too !!" You say excitedly.

The other brothers change out of their demon forms.

Your second starts to walk and lead the way to the base. Everyone follows.

Belphie -

- to be honest he doesn't care you're a gang leader

- he just wants to sleep and spend time with you

- if those two things coincide then good for him

- he does think it's cool tho

"So, you're gonna tell us everything right ?" Belphie asks.

"Yes. I'll tell you guys about my life here and then I'll tell my gang about my life with you all," You say.

"Good, as long as things get cleared up," Belphie says and yawns.

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SORRY IT GOT REALLY SHORT AT THE END IM REALLY TIRED BUT THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST I HOPE YOU LIKE IT !!

- cas :)

#mars on earth #obey me #obey me shall we date #mammon headcanons #obey me headcanons #leviathan headcanons #lucifer headcanons #asmo headcanons #beel headcanons #belphie headcanons #satan headcanons #omswd #obey me levi #obey me asmo #obey me satan #obey me beel #obey me belphie #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon

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weebsontherun · 3 years

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Yandere! Obey Me Characters

Warning: Manipulation, punishments, decapitation, invasion of privacy, possessiveness, gaslighting, and violence

I did the Seven brothers for this one (Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, and Belphagor) Other characters (Simeon, Barbatos, diavolo, and Solomon) have been posted! You can find it here

Lucifer:

We all know he’s a sadist. But he takes it to a whole new level once he gets super attached to you.

If you get even slightly close to another person, he’ll punish you.

He might degrade you, use belts, or simply take away some of your things.

“You shouldn’t be talking to them.” “They’re a bad influence.” “You deserve this.” “Didn’t I tell you not to talk to them?” “Do you think they’ll make you feel as good as I make you feel?” He’ll say

Do Not test him. He will take away more important things if you keep on talking to other people. All the way up to your food.

“Good pets get to eat. But you, you’ve only served to anger me.” He’ll say

He’ll ruin your grades so you can get a detention with him or study with him.

At first, it’s slow. You were cutting your grades close, and now all of a sudden you were doing worse.

He doesn’t mind if he has to put a spell on you to make you fail or just twist around your test. Anything to have you with him.

When you finally get him to snap, he’ll simply just lock you in his room. Telling others that you went to the human world.

If you fight, he’ll handcuff and gag you.

After a while, when you become obedient, maybe then he’ll let you back out into the world. If he does, he’ll remind you.

“No one would want to know about our little relationship. Speak about anything that has happened, and you’ll face the consequences.”

Mammon:

He had tried his best to act cool to get you to like him.

He’ll buy expensive clothes and gifts for you.

Bragging about how only he could give you these special things.

If that doesn’t work he’ll start doing more risky stuff.

He’ll start by stealing things from those you’re talking to. (He’ll even have the audacity to try a steal from Lucifer!)

He’ll try wearing it in front of you, thinking that you might like their fashion

If that doesn’t work, he’ll rewrite his entire personality.

And finally, when everything fails, he snaps. He’ll completely lose himself.

This is where things start to get violent.

He’ll lock himself in his room and cry, until he gets an idea.

If he can’t have your entire body, why can’t he just take little pieces until he has all of you?

He’ll plan a way to lure you away and little tools he could use to make the job easier.

“Maybe I’ll gouge out those beautiful eyes of yours. Or chop off your soft hand.”

Little by little, piece by piece, he’ll have all of you

Leviathan:

When he originally got these feelings. He thought it was just the anime and jealousy getting to his head.

But after a while, it started getting plain out unhealthy.

He has a secret room behind one of his bookshelves that no one knows about.

He finds himself taking pictures of you. It doesn’t matter if you are aware or not. He’ll save it and put it in his secret room.

He finds himself just sitting in there with the lights off. Gently daydreaming about you and him.

But, when he finds out you’re hanging out with others, he snaps.

He makes it look like nothing, but he takes even more pictures of you.

One day, you end up finding the secret room. But when you try to leave leviathan blocks your way.

“Do you see what you do to me?”

He’ll ask.

He’ll make you stay in his room. No matter how loud you scream or try to, he’ll make sure nobody comes to check on you or help. After a while, you might gain Stockholm syndrome. Then, he’ll play little games with you, and make you tell him you love him over and over and over again.

“You love me with all your heart right....? RIGHT?!”

Satan:

He’ll let you walk over him for a while. He may be the sin of wrath, and sure his blood does boil when he sees you with other people, but he tries his best to suppress it.

Once his possessiveness increases, he can’t hold any of it back anymore

He doesn’t really snap, but he does stalk.

He’ll watch you from afar.

It doesn’t matter what you’re doing. He’ll be watching.

And, when you leave your room, he’ll sneak into it.

He’ll steal unrecognizable things like small pencils or erasers. But after a while, he’ll start stealing clothes if you don’t realize anything.

We all know this man is smart.

He’ll find out the password to your phone after a while. And once he does, he looks through everything as fast as he can.

Things in your schedules, pesky friends he need to get rid of, and the books you want or read.

When he hears or feels like you’re coming back to your room, he’ll take a swab out of his pocket, and wipe the screen and case.

Not even your own finger prints will be left, but you don’t realize.

But, after a while, he becomes more and more greedy. Testing his luck over and over and over again. Until you finally catch him.

Once you do, he’ll find a clever way of making an excuse and running away.

That very same day he’ll kidnap you. Taking you far away from everyone else.

“It’s for your safety. I’ve seen who you text at night, and I can assure you they’re not the person you think they are.” “Do you not understand? If you want, I can use my first plan. Killing all those pesky humans and weak devils you’ve been talking to in class. I’ll kill them all! Is this what you want?! Do you really want to test how fast I can blow up!? ANSWER ME!!”

Asmodeus:

It surprises him when you don’t fall into his arms immediately. He’s gotten so used to people, demons, and some angels falling head over heels for him, that when the one he loves doesn’t, he can’t help but be stumped.

He’ll try to get close to you. Laughing and getting into your conversations.

And, if that does work, he’ll just trap you in a behind room at a bar.

He’ll make to stay there until he feels like you’ve accepted your fate with him.

Similar to Leviathan, he’ll have pictures up on the wall. But instead of it being pictures of you, it’s pictures of him.

So many photos staring and haunting you. Reminding you of the pain of being severed from the outside world.

“You’ll learn to love me. No matter what I have to do.”

And, do to him being the sin of lust, he may gaslight you into making the room get... ‘steamy’ at times. (I don’t know if this will get me censored by tumblr so I’m trying my best to play it safe with my wording-)

But, once you do it once, Asmo has you wrapped around his fingers.

He’ll gaslight you. Telling you he has photos of you, and if you don’t stay quiet he’ll post them everywhere.

“Nobody needs to know that you’re a filthy, disobedient, little pet. And nobody needs to know you’re trapped here. They’ll only get in the way of my love for you. So if you keep your dirty, disobedient, little mouth shut, these things won’t happen. Okay?”

Beelzebub:

Similar to Satan, he’ll let you talk to other for a while.

It’ll eat him up inside for a long time, and finally when he gets close to snapping, he’ll try to talk to you.

He’ll tell you that he feels conflicted about you being away from him. And how his heart aches every time he sees you talk to someone else

Poor boy T^T

But when you hear him talk about it, you’ll try your best to give him more attention.

Yet there’s still a part of him that wants to destroy everything that even glances in your direction. It makes him shake with rage.

And when he can’t take it anymore, he’ll act on his thoughts.

He’ll write down anybody that talks to you. Even if they’re just thanking you for something.

Everyone written down will go missing after school.

And once you start trying to distance yourself from everyone, he’ll strike.

He’ll comfort you from the pain he’s has caused you.

Depending on how far gone they are, he might share you with Belphegor.

Together they’ll sever you from the world, all the while spoiling with their love.

You would have no idea of what Beelzebub had done.

He’ll had several thoughts of eating you in order to keep you with him. Maybe he’ll save a few pieces, maybe he’ll just eat it all so you can fully be stored in his heart.

He’ll push these thoughts away. He doesn’t like the thought of hurting you. No matter what happens, he’ll never want to inflict pain on you.

Belphegor:

He’ll hate to do this, but he will lock you away like Lucifer did to him.

You might accuse him of projecting his experience onto you. But he’ll try to ignore your cries.

No one else (except Beelzebub) will be allowed around you.

If he shares you with his Beelzebub, he’ll most likely join him with writing down names. All until he locks you away.

He’ll do everything for you. When you ask why you can’t leave, he’ll simply manipulate you.

“Do you want more of your friends to disappear?”

Deep down he knows it’s wrong. But his desires block his reasoning.

He’ll cuddle with you, read you his favorite night time stories, and shower you with his love.

If he thinks that one of his brothers have caught on to where he’s hiding you, he’ll quickly evacuate with Beelzebub.

“Come on sleepy sheep. We’ve gotta get up. It’s not safe here anymore.” “We’re sorry for waking you up all of a sudden. I’ll give you a little treat when we find a place to say for how good you’ve been.

Unlike Beelzebub, Belphegor would harm you if he needs to.

“Come on, get up. The others are coming...You want to see them? Ha...Haha! Cant you see? They don’t want you! Besides, you don’t need them anyway... Now come on! If I have to tell you again, I promise I’m going to break your arm.”

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MC is Half-Demon and They Look Awfully Familiar Part 2!

Part 1 Lessons 1-5 Lessons 5-6 Group Retreat Lessons 10-12 Lessons 13-15 Part 3 Part 4

Okay, They’re Your Cousins but You’re Not Sure How They’re Related to You...

(Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon, and Luke)

(It’s mostly Luke)

Barbs likes smol Lucifer. Smol Lucifer likes Barbs. They bake together with Luke. MC nearly set the kitchen on fire. MC needed to learn to cook.

MC is forever delegated to mixing duty because they refuse to admit that they don’t know how to work the oven.

Simeon is the one telling MC embarrassing stories about Lucifer and the rest of the Student Council from when they were all angels. Lucifer never hated Simeon more than when he found out that Simeon told MC about how hard Lucifer cried when he got to hold baby Mammon for the first time. MC was sworn to secrecy.

Well... sworn to secrecy, but if Uncle Mammon just happened to find out through a series of coincidences it wouldn’t be MC’s fault, right?

Simeon also tried to help teach MC to fly... but he kept distracting them with stories about Lucifer and Michael learning to fly.

“So my father was even WORSE than he told me he was?!”

“Yes, he actually challenged Michael and Raphael to a race at one point. Lucifer ended up slamming directly into a wall because he didn’t know how to stop.”

“SIMEON!”

Solomon was absolutely fascinated with MC. How did their half demon half human nature affect their reaction to certain spells and potions? Do half demons have more or less magical strength than normal demons? Can half demons make pacts with humans? Wait- Lucifer why are you taking MC away they were talking- Lucifer!

Immortal troll needs to troll. MC is the unwitting victim of many of Solomon’s shenanigans.

“Why must I speak in rhymes?! This is the end of times!”

“MC, just stop talking.”

“Father, I don’t mean to be a bother but-”

“So the rhyming spell works the same on half demons... interesting...”

“Solomon...”

“I’m leaving, Lucifer. I’m leaving!”

Aw! Two kids in the Devildom! They were fast friends. Sure, Luke was a little annoying and MC was a bit of a dick, but their mutual smallness and desire to impress their parental figures brought them together.

“Michael’s just so cool and amazing! The way he flies, the way he commands everyone... I want to be just like him someday!”

“Is that why you’re making a cake?”

“Michael has a sweet tooth, and I want to impress him.”

“I wonder if Lucifer likes sweets...”

“Why would you want to give HIM sweets?”

MC just gave Luke a toothy grin and started making the dough for the cake.

Remember back in Lucifer’s section where I said MC would keep their lineage a secret to freak people out? Yeah... they kept it from Luke. At first it was a joke! They were going to tell him! They just uh... it got really awkward. They planned on revealing it to Luke right after they learned how to properly fly so they could swoop in, pick their angel buddy up and zip the two of them to school. It’d freak Luke out at first, but it was meant to be funny! MC would have even sung the song from Aladdin! It um... didn’t turn out that way.

“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” MC growled at the lesser demons that were crowding Luke.

“O-oh... uh... nuh-nothing...” a few of the demons backed off, mumbling a few harried apologies to MC as they scurried away. The remaining demons seemed a tad more... hmm... they say there’s a fine line between bravery and stupidity.

“M-MC! You can’t fight demons! I’m an angel I-I c-can...” Luke sniffled, but tried his best to step in front of MC.

“Oh please, the little half-breed and the lowest ranked angel are going to put up a fight?” One of the demons jeered, a few of the remaining demons joined in.

MC’s eyes narrowed, their glare as cold as the worst winter storm. “I’m going to tell you once, and once only,”

Their wings sprouted from their back, horns now fully grown and on display, teeth sharper and glistening in the light. Hm, it seemed half demons could make their eyes glow too, how delightful.

MC gave the other demons a sweet smile, it would have been comforting if it weren’t for the amount of teeth they were showing off. They lazily placed their hand on Luke’s head and lightly moved him out of the way.

“Leave, or I will make you regret ever crossing us exchange students.” MC’s carefree smile couldn’t mask the malice that coated every single word that left their lips. “Run along now, you’re not needed here.”

The demon that had started the taunts stiffened, he looked from MC, to Luke, to the other demons, before scoffing and shaking his head. “Whatever, the two of them aren’t worth it anyway...”

When the offending demons weren’t leaving fast enough for MC’s liking, they snapped their fingers and shot a fireball right behind the fleeing demons’ feet. They cleared out pretty quickly after that.

“Luke?” MC turned to look at their friend. “Are you...”

Luke was backing away. That look in his eyes, he was... scared. Scared of MC...

“Y-you’re a d-demon?” He whimpered, taking another step back.

“Half demon, actually.” MC let their demonic elements disappear. “I meant to tell you, I really did! It just was never the right time-”

“You lied to me! You said you were human! But you’re a demon like the rest of them!” Luke shouted, he wiped at his eye with his sleeve and sniffled. “I tried to help you, but you just..! I thought you were my friend!”

“Luke- hang on!” MC took a few steps forward, but Luke was already running away. MC felt something twist in their gut, something awful. That ball of innate pride twisted and practically screamed, filling MC’s head.

“He’s not worth it!”

“You’re above him anyway...”

“If he can’t understand how perfect you are, he doesn’t deserve your kindness.”

“Don’t grovel for his forgiveness. He’s beneath you.”

“Your help was rejected. Let him hate you. You’re the child of one of the most powerful demons in the Devildom, who is he to make you upset?”

The thoughts filled MC’s head as they desperately tried to shut them up. They were their father’s child, their pride wouldn’t be easily combated.

“Just be quiet!” MC clawed at their head.

“You’re better than this. You’re better than this. You’re better than this-”

“Luke!” MC called out again. “I’m sorry!”

It truly was a shame that their friend didn’t understand how much an apology from MC really meant.

They guessed Luke was right, wasn’t he? Demons were nasty awful liars. MC was no different...

That hurt.

Lucifer noticed his kid was moping around, not even Detective Toe Beans could cheer them up. Mammon even came home covered in mud from a failed money-making scheme and it didn’t even make MC crack a smile! He needed to get to the bottom of this.

Upon hearing the reason for his child’s woes, he was fully ready to break down the door of Purgatory Hall and throttle the little chihuahua, but Lucifer came to his senses and realized that MC probably didn’t want that.

He teamed up with Simeon and Solomon the things he did for MC... And managed to get both Luke and MC to the Demon Lord’s Castle to hang out with Barbatos.

It didn’t take a genius to realize that Luke missed his friend too. Sure they called him a chihuahua sometimes, but they were still the bestest friend he had made during his time in the exchange program... maybe ever...

Maybe... just maybe... he overreacted. MC did protect him after all, and they never tried to hurt him...

Barbatos was fully ready to fulfill his role as Luke’s second dad and help his angel-son make up with his friend.

It may have been awkward at first, but the two had to join forces to stop Solomon from getting within a hundred metres of the kitchen. Nothing brings two people back together more than fear for your tastebuds.

Mission success. Lucifer could relax knowing that his kid and the chihuahua were back to being friends. Maybe MC could convince Luke to quiet his infernal yapping... Lucifer was trying to work here!

For some extra fluff, after many days of asking and asking, Lucifer and Simeon agree to take Luke and MC up to the human world for Halloween. They got to go trick or treating, and everyone complimented MC and Luke on their ‘costumes’.

*insert sitcom laugh track here*

Sure, it may have been a little immoral for MC to use their powers to manipulate the humans into giving Luke and MC more candy but... candy...

Oh shit would you look at the time- they had to get back to the Devildom for Diavolo’s birthday party- MC STOP WITH THE CHOCOLATE! THE SIGN SAYS TAKE ONE! DON’T BE LIKE MAMMON.

The exchange year had been a success. Well... sort of. MC wasn’t exactly the average Joe human the Student Council expected, which is why after a lengthy break where MC went back to the human world to visit their other parent and human friends, the seven rulers of Hell (+MC) were sitting and waiting for the new exchange students to arrive.

Unlike the previous year, the entire student council was present. That included Levi who they had to physically drag there, Belphie who was carried there and had to be placed in his seat because he was completely passed out, and finally Mammon, he just had to be threatened.

“Father,” MC pouted from their seat next to Lucifer. “Why isn’t my chair as big as yours?”

Lucifer sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Because you’re much shorter than me. You can have a bigger chair when you grow a few more inches.”

“Mmm...” MC murmured, crossing their arms. “Are the students going to get here, or what?”

“Can you be patient?” Lucifer asked. “They’ll be here any moment now. I can trust that you’ll behave, right?”

MC looked scandalized, placing a hand over their heart and gasping. “Father! Of course! I’ll be the most polite person these humans have ever met!”

Not so deep down, Lucifer severely doubted that.

“Come now, Lucifer and MC!” Diavolo said from his elevated seat. “It’s almost eight am!”

Right on schedule the portal opened, two sets of screams followed.

“The next big priority should be making the trip more comfortable.” MC huffed. “It’s demeaning getting dropped straight down like that and just slamming into the floor.”

“Hm.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Perhaps instead we can just teleport them up to the Celestial Realm, start a war, and have them crash through not one, not two, but all three barriers between the realms with no portal.”

“Father...” MC matched Lucifer’s eye roll. “That has the same energy as ‘when I was your age I walked to school 100 miles through a blizzard!’ The polite thing to do for the exchange students is to not let them hit the floor at 100 mph and possibly give them a concussion.”

And slam straight onto the floor the two other exchange students did. Well, one of them slammed right into the marble, the other had tried in vain to use their wings to slow their decent or fly back up.

Wait...

WINGS?!

WAIT THE OTHER HAD HORNS?!

THEY BOTH HAD-

Oh and would you look at that... one looked like... and the other looked like-

Shitballs.

Lucifer had to keep himself from actually shouting in frustration. One normal day... one day of no exchange student issues was all he asked for...

“Out of over ten million candidates out of over eight billion humans...” Lucifer grumbled. “How in my father’s name did this happen again?”

(OOOOOOOOOO SEQUEL BAIT!)

#Obey me #I’m not good at writing angst... I’m so sorry #Obey me!#obey me shall we date #I’m a crack and fluff writer...#obey me! shall we date?#Obey me Headcanons #Obey me! Headcanons #Obey me Lucifer #Obey me MC #Obey me Luke #Obey me Simeon #Obey me Solomon #obey me barbatos #Lucifer’s Kid

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beels-burger-babe · 3 years

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Waiting in the Wings

***Happy Birthday Week Luke! This is a fluffy one. I don't get to write Simeon and Luke often, so this was interesting to sort of experiment with. I hope you guys enjoy! *** Summary: A talent show is being held at RAD; knowing the vocal talents of a certain young angel, you encourage Luke to join. Only Luke doesn't seem too fond of the idea. Together, you and Simeon do your best to give Luke the courage to shine.

The doors to Purgatory Hall slammed open as you raced inside with a blue flyer clenched in your hand. You rushed into the kitchen where you knew you would find your target. Luke, as expected, stood there is a light blue apron, whisking some kind of batter in a bowl. You excitedly waved the flyer in Luke's face. "Did you see this?! There's going to be a talent show?"

Luke squeaked at your sudden appearance and almost dropped the bowl. He took a moment to set it on the counter and grumbled something under his breath before taking the paper from your hands. You watched eagerly as his eyes scanned the page. He gasped and looked up at you in excitement. "RAD is hosting a talent show?! That's so cool! I wonder if Simeon's going to enter? He could probably read a poem he wrote, or act out one of his monologues," a tender look of admiration spilled into Luke's expression as he looked at the flyer. He shook his head and looked over at you. "What about you MC? Are you entering?" You chuckled and shook your head. "No. It's not really my thing. But I know someone with an incredible voice that would blow the rest of the competition out of the water!"

You thought that your words made it quite obvious that you were talking about Luke. You had first heard him sing months ago when Asmodeus dragged you to a tea party that he had been invited to by Simeon and Luke had performed for the three of you and Barbatos. His voice was truly the work of angels and was unlike anything you had ever heard before. It was remarkable to think that such a large talent could fit inside his small body.

Evidently, you weren't obvious enough.

Luke's eyes got even wider and he bounced slightly in excitement. "That's amazing! Who is it? You should definitely get them to enter! I'd love to hear them sing. Maybe they could teach me a couple of things." You smirked at his obliviousness and light-heartedly pushed the young angel. "Well, it'll be sort of hard for you to teach yourself what you already know."

Luke blinked at you several times, and you could practically see the math equations floating around his head. As he had his light bulb moment, his face paled and Luke quickly shook his head. "No! Absolutely not! I am not doing it!" "What aren't you doing?" The two of you whipped around to see Simeon watching the two of you in amusement. Your heart fluttered at the mere sight of him.

This, unfortunately, wasn't new. Although your feelings for Simeon weren't something that was apparent right away, they had grown more and more as you spent more time together. There was no denying the angel was handsome, however, there was so much more to him than that. He was intelligent and creative, able to outwit even some of the brothers with ease. He was incredibly compassionate and open-minded about the creatures in the Devildom. In one word, Simeon was bright. He radiated joy and peace where ever he went. You didn't know if it was an effect of being an angel or if it was who he truly was, but regardless, it was slowly but surely winning over your heart. You smiled at him and handed him the flyer. "I was telling Luke how I think that he should sing in the upcoming talent show." Simeon grinned widely at his charge, "Oh, that sounds like a wonderful idea! You have an incredible vo-"

"NO!" You both looked at Luke in shock. He didn't lash out often unless it was at one of the brothers. He most certainly never raised his voice at Simeon. Yet here he stood with his eyes screwed shut and hands balled into fists as they shook; whether they shook with anger or something else, you weren't sure. He scowled at both of you. "I'm not going to sing for a bunch of filthy demons on a stage in f-front of hundreds of students! Are you insane?" Simeon and you exchanged glances of concern. Simeon moved closer to his charge and placed a hand on his shoulder; like a parent trying to soothe their child. "Luke, if you really don't want to do it, that's okay. No one will force you. But I have to ask...Is the reason you don't want to perform because you have stage fright?" Luke blushed and looked away. "N-No! I don't have stage fright! I-I just don't want to waste my celestial talents on these demonic scum!"

He was clearly lying. Yes, he was upset, but behind that anger, you could see a small trace of sadness; as though his mind, which filled him with fear of the audience's judgement, and his heart, which yearned to sing for all to hear, were at war.

If the angel you had come to know as a brother wanted to perform, that god damn it, you were going to make sure he would be able to perform! "Well, what if I was there with you?" You asked in genuine curiosity. His head snapped up to look at you. "B-But you said it's not your thing?" You tried not to smile at his concern for you, and instead casually shrugged it off. "I could stand in the wings and be right there cheering you on. I could also help you practice and get ready; that way you feel more confident about it." Simeon nodded and patted Luke's hat. "You wouldn't be doing this alone. MC and I would be right by your side if this is something that interests you. I'm sure Barbatos would love to see you perform. MC and I would certainly enjoy it." Luke shifted from foot to foot as he thought about it. The room held its breath as you waited for his decision to be revealed. He glanced over at you nervously. "You'll be right there?" Your chest warmed as you were momentarily reminded of just how young Luke really is. You gently squeezed his shoulder and nodded. "I won't leave you for even a second." Luke let out a big breath before a gleam of determination filled his eyes and he balled his fists. "Okay! I'll do it! I'll sing at the show!" You smiled brightly in silent victory as Simeon laughed and hugged Luke. "Wonderful! Looks like the two of us have our work cut for us! When would you like to begin preparing?" "Now!" Luke took off out of the room, "I know the perfect song! I have the sheet music in my room! I'll be right back!" Simeon chuckled as Luke vanished from sight in a white and blue blur and looked over at you. There was a shimmer of fondness and affection in his eyes that caused your breath to catch in your throat.

"Thank you for talking him into this. He truly does enjoy singing, and I think he would've regretted it if he didn't join. He's very fond of you," Simeon's voice was as soft as the clouds that he had descended from. You scratched the back of your neck and awkwardly tried to brush off his thanks. "It's nothing. Luke means a lot to me too. He's like a little brother, you know?" If possible, his expression became even more tender as he looked deep into your eyes and gave you the most gentle smile. "Yes. I suppose I do."

The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a moment, before you noticed Simeon shift a little. You wouldn't quite say it was an action of discomfort but there was clearly something on his mind.

"Penny for your thoughts?" You asked with a reassuring smile.

Simeon, much to your surprise, blushed. "I was just thinking. I suppose with you aiding us, you'll be spending more time here at Purgatory Hall, will you not?"

You blinked a couple of times at the question. You supposed it was true. Within the next two weeks leading up to the talent show, you would probably be spending the majority of your time here with Luke, and as a result, with Simeon as well. You nodded in response to the question as you felt your own cheeks grow warm.

Simeon's twinkled as his expression lit up. "It will be lovely getting to spend more time with you. You-"

Before Simeon could say much more, Luke burst back into the room waving a stack of papers.

"S-So this is what I'm thinking. I have options, but I don't know which ones to choose!" He paused as he picked up on the obvious energy change in the room and frowned. "What's going on in here?" Simeon chuckled and leaned back against the kitchen counter. "Nothing at all. Now, you mentioned you had options?" Luke took the bait easily and began excitedly explaining each of his song selections. Throughout the next two weeks, you and Simeon worked together to help get Luke in tiptop shape to perform. You ran vocal scales with him as Simeon played the notes on the piano. You helped him memorize the lyrics, while Simeon aided him in getting the melody and key right. Using your influence with Diavolo and the brothers, you were even able to get him into the theatre that the show would be hosted at, and gave him the opportunity to practice on stage while in advance. During this time you found yourself growing closer and closer with Simeon. The two of you would exchange secret smiles with one another when you thought Luke wasn't looking. You found yourself more aware of his presence and his notable attention towards you. You would glance over at him, only to find he was already looking at you. Simeon would frequently put his hand on your shoulder or ruffle your hair. The actions always left you flustered, which simply made him smile even more.

Luke wasn't oblivious to the budding romance between the two of you. He noticed all too easily what was happening and instantly approved. After all, it was much better that you be courted by a gentleman such as Simeon than one of those fiendish brothers.

So he decided to do his part in aiding the matter. He often made up excuses in the middle of practice that would leave the two of you alone in a room. He always made sure you two sat down beside each other. Luke would come up with clever little things that "Simeon needed to do," just after practice ended and would always turn to you immediately after insisting that you help.

If either you or Simeon noticed what he was doing, neither of you mentioned it.

The two of you may have started this as a mission to help Luke feel comfortable on stage, but Luke quickly turned it into a mission to get his two favourite people together.

Time flew by, and before anyone could blink, the day of the show had finally arrived.

The theatre was elegantly decorated with red and gold streamers hanging on the balconies and bouquets of roses lining the aisles.

Backstage, dozens of performers anxiously fretted about, running over their talents one last time before their big moment in the spotlight. Simeon had performed a romantic monologue earlier in the evening. As he spoke, you couldn't help bet notice that his gaze would continuously fall onto you; something that made Luke beam with joy. Since then another handful of performers had gone up, Luke was next. The angel stood between you and Simeon in the wings, as he nervously twisted his hat in his hands. "I-I-I can't do this. I change my mind. I'm not gonna do it," he tried to turn and flee, but you quickly caught him.

"Woah, woah, woah. Easy there, Luke. You worked so hard on this. You can't just back out now!" Your heart broke as you felt just how badly the poor boy was shaking. You knelt down in front of him and placed your hands on his shoulders as you looked deeply into his eyes. "Luke, it's going to be okay. You've practiced day and night for this. You're going to blow the socks off of everyone out there. Simeon and I will be right here with you the entire performance."

Luke sniffed and wiped at his eyes. "Promise? You'll be here when I finish?" Simeon came up behind you and placed a hand on your back as he knelt down beside you. "We aren't going anywhere."

Luke smiled faintly at the sight of the two of you so close and nodded. "O-Okay. I suppose I can do it then."

You pulled Luke into a hug and held him tightly. "You've got this Luke. Go show them all what the Celestial realm is really made of!"

Luke hugged you back as his name was called out by the emcee. With a nervous smile, he put his hat back on and walked out onto the stage. You held your breath as he approached the mic. What if something went wrong? What if the mic didn't work? What if the audience was mean? A hand wrapped around your own and gave it a gentle squeeze. You looked over to see Simeon holding onto your hand. He grinned at you and brought your hand to his lips, delicately kissing your skin. "Have faith, MC. Everything is going to be fine." You weren't sure if it was the heat from the spotlights or the number of people in the room, but you felt like you were going to melt. You nodded and squeezed his hand in return as the music began. Just as expected, Luke was absolutely incredible. He sang with all the glory of the heavens. As his voice filled the theatre, you could've sworn that the lights shone just a little bit brighter. There wasn't a dry eye in sight; no one could deny the beauty in his talent.

Once he took his final bows, he practically sprinted back to the two of you where he was immediately scooped up into the arms of a proud Simeon. "That was incredible Luke! Truly a remarkable performance!"

Luke laughed and hugged his mentor back. "You guys were right! After I started singing, it wasn't scary at all! Thank you so much for helping me do this." You fondly ruffled Luke's hair and beamed at him. "All we did was give you the confidence to go out there. You did everything else yourself."

Luke's chest puffed out in some well-earned pride as he soaked in the praise from the two of you.

Simeon finally let him go and smiled down at him. "Now, what do you say we go celebrate? I have reservations for the three of us at Restaurante Six."

Luke's eyes widened, and you could practically see the scheming thoughts cycle through his brain. The young angel let out a dramatic yawn as he stretched. "You know performing really tired me out. I think I'll head home with Solomon. It'd be a shame for that reservation to go to waste though; you two should go together."

You blinked at Luke in shock, as a knowing smirk climbed onto Simeon's face. He turned to you with coy, yet loving, eyes and held out his hand. "Well, what do you say, MC? Care to accompany me to dinner this evening?"

You gaped at him for a second, as Luke watched the interaction in excitement. You stumbled upon your words for a second before finally getting them out. "I-I, um, yes! Yes. I would l-love that."

"YES!" The two of you quickly looked over at Luke as he jumped around in celebration. Seeing that he was caught, he froze before chuckling nervously and scratching the back of his neck. "I-I mean, bummer that I got join you two. Have a good night!" Just like that, Luke took off to go find Solomon.

You sighed and shook your head. "He's a trouble maker."

Simeon laughed and took your hand into his and he pulled you close to him. "Perhaps, but if the result of his mischief allows me to spend more time with you, then I, for one, am grateful," he kissed the top of your hands once more and offered out his arm to you. "Shall we?"

Your heart fluttered as you took his arm and allowed him to escort you out of the theatre and into what promised to be a memorable evening.

***This was a process for sure, but I think I'm happy with how it turned out! Thank you everyone for reading and supporting me and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SON, LUKE!!!!***

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39 & 49 with Barbatos, please?🤍

This is the one that I wrote like a whole fic for and thEN IT DELETED ITSELF AND I WAS SO DONE. So bc of that this is trash compared to what it used to be so I apologize in advance 😭anway this one got a little spicy but not much. Only warnings are jealous!Barbatos (but is that really a warning?) and talk of sexy fun time

49. secret kisses

“The hottest couple in The Devildom has just arrived! Let’s go say hello!” You smile and wave at people as you walk into the grand ballroom, your arm looped through your lover’s. You turn your attention to a man with a mic in his hand and a man with a camera following after him. “Hi,” you greet, making the man with the mic light up.

“Hello, (Y/n)! It’s wonderful to see you at such an important event!” he greets, making you smile more.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world. This fundraiser is very important, after all.” The man nods his head and then turns his attention to your lover.

“And Lord Diavolo! We are just as happy to see you!” he exclaims. Diavolo lets out a hearty chuckle as gives him a couple of nods.

“Thank you. As the lovely (Y/n) said, we wouldn’t dream of missing this,” he replies, pulling his arm out of yours to wrap it around your shoulders. You lean into him with a dreamy smile, looking up at him as if he himself put the stars into the sky. The cameraman makes sure to catch this.

“Well, we are lucky to have you here. Now, you two lovebirds run along!”

Yup, that’s you and Diavolo, ‘the hottest couple in The Devildom.’ Everyone talks about you, everyone loves you, everyone wants to be you or Diavolo. When you two walk into a room together, the chatter always falls into silence. Everyone thinks you’re the cutest couple and that it’s impossible for you two to be that in love with each other.

And, well, they’d be right.

Your heart belongs to a certain butler, that’s currently trailing behind you both, and his heart belongs to you. Everyone in your close circle knows this, including Diavolo himself. This must remain a secret among you all though, unless you want The Devildom to fall into chaos, of course.

Normally it’s pretty easy to keep your hands to yourself or to remain on Diavolo, but tonight, Barbatos is making that a little harder than usual. He keeps giving you bedroom eyes and he just looks too good for you to ignore him. He slicked his hair back with gel tonight and he’s wearing a different suit than usual. To anyone not paying attention, it just looks like he’s in his usual butler attire, but to your trained eye, you can see the difference. His lower half is the same but this time around he’s switched out his shirt and coat. His shirt is a dark green with a new coat fitting to his muscular form.

You snap out of your staring when a couple approaches you and Diavolo, introducing themselves before delving into a conversation of politics or something. You’re having trouble paying attention when Barbatos keeps staring at you without any hesitation. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to wear his favorite color tonight, a mauve purple.

You quickly snap your eyes to Diavolo and look at his lips as he talks when Barbatos starts walking towards you, just trying to find something to focus on that isn’t Barbatos but to everyone else, it seems you can’t stop thinking about kissing him.

You almost jump out of your skin when there’s a tap on your shoulder. “Sorry to interrupt, but, (Y/n), you’re needed elsewhere,” he says in a calm tone. You gulp and shakily nod your head, turning to give Diavolo’s cheek a kiss which makes him smile at you.

You let Barbatos lead you away from your fake lover, slowly starting to realize that he’s leading you away from everyone else. Before you can point this out and ask what’s really going on, you’re turning a corner and then being pressed against the wall there. You only get a gasp out before Barbatos is connecting his lips to yours. You whimper into the kiss as you tightly grab ahold of the lapels of his coat. His hands grip your hips tightly, pressing his front up against yours.

When you finally pull away for air, he simply just dips his head down and starts trailing kisses down your neck. “Barbatos,” you whisper, arching into him despite the fact that you’re looking around you both nervously. It’ll be bad if you’re caught, though this dark hallway is making you believe that no one will be coming down this way anytime soon.

“You look so good tonight, baby. Mm, did you give Diavolo a kiss to make me more jealous?” he mumbles against your skin, making goosebumps trail all over your skin starting from that spot.

“I’m not doing it on purpose,” you whisper back, resisting the urge to pull on his hair.

“I know, darling. You can’t help that I want to peel off every layer of clothing you’re wearing, including whatever lacy underwear I know you’re wearing just for me,” he all but growls, making you moan when he follows that up by lightly nibbling on your sweet spot.

“Mm, want you to. Please,” you breathily whine, making him press closer to you, if that was even possible. To your surprise though, he completely lets you go and takes a step back, breathing heavily as if he’d just ran a mile through the desert.

“You need to get back to Diavolo. People will come looking for you soon,” he says between heavy breaths of air. You suck your lip into your mouth, noticing the problem he has going on in his pants.

“I’ll go make another appearance and then I’ll meet you in one of the upstairs bathrooms on the right.”

Kisses Ask Game

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