#diavolo angst

[azulashengrottospiano]

the burdens of royalty

Genre/Tropes: Established relationship, MC and Diavolo are married.

Summary: the weight of both the devildom and the human world are on your shoulders. if it wasn't for diavolo, you would have given up a long time ago.

Author's Comments: diavolo has a very tough job. every time he said he adores mc or that one time he confessed his love to them i panicked because thats so much. its heavier than the brother's "i love you" because hes ROYALTY and its a lot of take in.

i also find myself thinking about what his affection means for mc in the long run. i mean, surely diavolo has suitors. there are obviously higher up demons like the brothers (and maddi, that one witch that pursued diavolo so aggressively it was...icky.) for diavolo to actually pursue mc, i can't imagine what would happen when those same demons figured that out. if they were to make their relationship official or even get married, mc would probably need a bodyguard 24/7 because demons are OBVIOUSLY not chill with humans (like every single brother threatening mc and especially belphegor, although his circumstances were different because they involved lilith.)

anyways i'll be quiet, i hope you enjoy C:

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It wasn’t easy being you.

Your now husband would always tell you that being him wasn’t easy, but now that you share the burden of his position, does that not also apply to you?

It came as quite a shock to the entire Devildom the day your engagement was announced—to think, the Prince of the Devildom, marrying a human! The demon aristocracy would have had your head if they weren’t so terrified of Barbatos. You were called many things (a manipulator and a cheat being among your favorites. Really, the higher ups in demon society would know too much about manipulating their way up the social ladder.) It was like they could comprehend that you just wanted to be with the man you loved, and that race and position and titles meant absolutely nothing to do with it.

If nothing else, you suppose being human was the easiest thing they could target. It shielded Diavolo from most of the backlash, at any rate. The last thing you ever wanted was for the public to lose their trust in him (and never give his ideals for the three realms a chance.) The fact that he only wanted the best for them seemed to fly right over their heads, as if Diavolo was just as untrustworthy as you, the foreign soul from another realm.

You, now their ruler, too.

But that’s exactly why you had to clench your teeth and bear it, bear the shimmering dresses and horned guests and Barbatos breathing down your neck so nobody would even think of attacking you. Snide remarks about your clothing of choice were met with “my husband picked it out, actually,” comments about how delicious your flesh smelled were ignored but met with a stern glare from your bodyguard, greetings that sounded so fake and that were obviously meant to butter you up were laughed at just as falsely.

Is this what it meant to be a royal?

“I apologize, My Liege. This ball runs til midnight. I assure you that you may retire to your chambers once this is over.” Barbatos whispers, strategically whisking you away from a group of demonesses muttering to each other and staring at you.

“Thank you.” you try to smile, but it probably seems like more of a wince than anything, “My feet are killing me. And the guests are just as bad.”

He smiles back sympathetically, and although he isn’t touching you at all, you can still feel the warmth emanating from him. Though the Avatars of Sin fear him, Barbatos has always been nothing but kind to you. You wonder if it has something to do with Diavolo, or if he really is that cruel. You suppose it doesn’t matter, whether you’re naive or not, because the fact of the matter is that you have the man Barbatos is loyal to encased in an eternal matrimonial vow. There is no way Barbatos would attempt to harm you.

“I will run you and My Lord a bath once this event is over.” he promises, and you can only sigh with relief when you notice he’s lead you outside, were the amount of people is nowhere near what it is inside, “Do you have a preference for which aromatherapy scent I use?”

“Use whichever one Diavolo chooses.” you reply, knowing he’ll be just as tired.

Barbatos laughs, a sound so full of mirth it makes you happy, too.

“I am sorry if that was out of line, My Liege. I was just amused by the coincidence. My Lord said to select whichever scent you would like.” Barbatos chuckles.

You find yourself laughing too, despite how nasty the demons around you treat you every time you hold one of these balls. It’s so sweet and considerate and just so Diavolo. You wish you could hug him right now and thank him for always trying to be a better man for you. He doesn’t seem like he will ever realize that he’s enough already, which simultaneously warms and breaks your heart.

He really thinks too highly of you. You’re not that special.

Barbatos leads you to a bench and gestures for you to sit. You do so without complaint, and before you can say anything he’s on his knees and massaging your calves. You feel yourself heating up in the face (because you still feel like he shouldn’t be doing these things for you), but you’ve learned a while ago that he takes pleasure in serving people. So you let him do his thing.

Part of your flustered state is also embarrassment, and despite your best efforts you cannot stop your eyes from darting around the gardens to check if anyone is paying attention to you. Thankfully, they all seem enraptured by an illusionist hired for the event who’s stationed in front of the grandiose fountain. He keeps making wispy demonic figures swallow running humanoid figures whole.

You’re used to this.

Another servant comes by, one by the name of Marie Anne. You know her well. Diavolo has always been very kind to her, offering her a life away from the downright cruel aristocratic family she had before. You don’t know the details, and you don’t ask. It’s not your place.

The demoness curtsies and smiles, offering you a bubbling glass of Demonus. It can’t get you drunk, but it can be refreshing. You take it and thank her. Her cheeks turn pink and she curtsies again before scurrying towards the crowd of demons watching the illusionist.

It’s funny how some demons could be so kind and others so nasty. There were many similarities that they have with humans, whether they wanted to admit it or not.

You tell Barbatos that he can stop now, and he halts his motions and stands up immediately. You’re still not used to being pampered in such a way, so you thank him. He only smiles and tells you it’s not necessary.

“I believe this is why the servants are taking a quick liking to you.” he muses, “I hardly think they would be this receptive if My Lord had married a witch or a member of the aristocracy.”

“You really think so?” you say, feeling your cheeks burn again from the praise, “I…I’m not doing anything special.”

“A simple thank you goes a long way, My Liege.” he hums, a content smile on his face as he stands beside you.

You suppose he’s right. After all, you’ve only heard (and seen, you think bitterly) terrible things about the aristocracy. They’re rude and impatient and only ever think about themselves when it comes to policies that affect the entire Devildom. If they didn’t fear Diavolo so much they surely would have attempted to overthrow him by now.

Too bad, you think smugly, staring at the insolent illusionist again as he makes a smokey human child scream at a demonic creature emerging from an equally smokey closet, He would destroy all of you if you even tried.

You feel immature for the thought only seconds later. You’re a ruler. You need to get your act together—you can’t be just as bad as them.

“My Liege, it’s almost time for the first official dance of the night.” Barbatos bows to you, swooping his hand gracefully towards the ballroom, “Would you like to reconvene with My Lord?”

“Please. I thought I would never get to see him tonight.” you groan, attempting to walk off the slight cramp in your calf as you follow Barbatos back into the fray.

The second your shoes hit the shiny flooring and make that click clack sound, there are shimmering eyes drawn to your form. They snap away as soon as they look, though, and whether it’s disgust or fear of Barbatos you don’t know. It doesn’t matter though, because finally you’ll get to see your beloved after he’s been mingling with the aristocracy all night. It isn’t hard to find him either, because amidst all the other clumps of beautiful demons you can clearly see an even bigger clump closer to the center.

You don’t even have to mumble awkward ”excuse me’s” as they all step aside for you (mostly for Barbatos though, as he’s leading the way and they’ve already made it plenty clear that they do not respect you) and before you know it, you’re standing in front of your beaming husband and a rather disgruntled Lucifer. He looks about as comfortable as you do in your formal wear, though he doesn’t show it. It’s too bad you know him well enough to see past his facade and pick up on all his little mannerisms he would never allow anyone else to see.

You spare him the teasing right now.

You try not to feel self conscious as you take your place by Diavolo’s side, a soft giggle leaving the lips of the demon you kiss goodnight every evening.

“Hello, my dear.” he whispers in your ear, stooping down to kiss your hand, “I’m pleased to see that you’re well. Have you been enjoying the festivities?”

Lie. Lie until you’re alone with him and can finally be yourself again.

“Yes, it's been lovely.” you lie through your teeth, a single drop of sweat sliding down the back of your neck as hundreds of pairs of eyes bore into you, “Barbatos has been most helpful. I’m incredibly thankful for him.”

Diavolo lights up like a little puppy dog at the mention of his butler’s name, and lets another loud laugh escape him. Despite his cheerful demeanor, you can still feel the hateful glares being directed your way. In the periphery of your vision, you can see Lucifer glaring right back at the demons behind you, and that gesture alone warms your heart. You are safe with these demons. Things will get better.

Even if better is in a few hours, when you and Diavolo will be in bed and he’ll spoon you and hold you tightly and whisper words of love and affection into your ear until you fall asleep. You discovered his habit for sleepy rambling relatively quickly after the wedding, and eventually you couldn’t sleep without it. If it wasn’t for his love, you surely never would have gotten this far with interrealm relations. If it had been anyone else, you would’ve given up.

Diavolo was the definition of shoot for the stars. He truly was an amazing demon.

“My dear.” he coos, eyes crinkling at the edges as he smiles that cheesy grin you know all too well and love far too much, “May I have this dance?”

He stretches a hand out for you to take, a symbol of how you two are bridging two realms together. Some of the people here tonight may think that’s the reason you two are doing this, that it's a diplomatic display to marry each other, but they’d be wrong. You know Diavolo isn’t the type to do something like that.

It’s like the demons in this palace tonight can’t understand that you two just love each other, and that's that.

And so you take his hand.

He sighs, a blissful sound that you know only you can produce from him, and sweeps you across the dance floor. His hand on your lower back is firm and unyielding, but it’s not possessive. Even when you were still living with the demon brothers, he never once overstepped any bounds.

Part of you wished he did.

It wasn’t just him that had wanted you two to spend time together.

You suppose that doesn’t matter anymore, not when his grip is so sure, not when his heartbeat is pounding in your ears as you rest your head against him, not when the demons and demonesses are moving out of your way. You know the respect is short lived and that they are only doing this for Diavolo, but that doesn’t stop you from enjoying it for now. Moments where a demon steps aside for a human are few and far between, but with you and Diavolo working together, you hope it will become more common.

“I love you.” you whisper to him, the words quiet enough so that only you two can hear them. You aren’t ready to declare such a vulnerable thing on your own, not when these demons have the strength to rip you apart.

And so Diavolo helps you, just as he always does.

“I love you more than anything.” he declares, his voice as loud as a blaring trumpet, a sharp contrast to your softness. You feel your face begin to burn, especially when you hear a murmur ripple through the crowd, but you cannot stop the wobbly smile on your face.

“Disgusting.”

“A human? Really? How will they rule us?”

“It would have been better if we stayed with our own kind.”

“What is Lord Diavolo doing?”

The ballroom begins to buzz and you feel yourself growing less and less sure of yourself. There are tears pricking your eyes, but you will them away. You cannot let them win.

And then, you see Diavolo’s form ripple. Wings sprout from his back and horns protrude from his head and there’s an uncharacteristically stern glare on his face as he fixes his malice at who you can only assume are the perpetrators.

You feel safe.

Maybe it’s a farce.

Maybe it’s make believe.

Maybe it’s temporary.

But Diavolo’s dream is possible, and you believe in him.

You just need to endure the burdens of royalty for him—the burdens he’s been bearing by himself for far too long.

#auburn's fics <3 #obey me x reader #obey me angst #obey me #om x reader #om diavolo x reader #diavolo x reader #diavolo fluff #diavolo angst #im slowly turning into a diavolo liker /r #honestly i cant believe i wrote this before reaching the lessons where they talk about demon/human marriages #i was SCREAMING when diavolo said there would eventually be a time when mc could marry any of them :(( #I LOVE THAT GUY #and the levi content was so good too #YUM YUM

[babybeel]

— halazia - ateez ♪ cw allusions to anxiety and a panic attack

diavolo is a proud man. he’s more than accepting of his high status, knowing full well the advantages he reaps in as a consequence. but sometimes his grand palace feels empty and the constant pressure begins to gnaw away at him. is he ever making the right decision? will he ever be sure which path to take?

for despite all of his impressiveness, diavolo’s not proud enough to tell you the truth. not how you brighten up his day or make his breath catch in his throat. and definitely not how you make the weight of the world - his world - feel more manageable. it sends him dizzy in a way that’s far too familiar with his nerves, heart quickened and palms clammy. but diavolo’s not stupid, he knows what all the signs point to and his duties to the devildom are bigger than that.

it’s amidst his latest ball - an event to celebrate a newly developed alliance between realms and an excuse to see you - that diavolo finally feels overwhelmed. he fears for a split second that his heart will beat right through his ribcage and he can only rub a closed fist over his aching chest. the smile on his lips doesn’t falter, it never does, and he only shoots a quick glance around the room before he slips away, making sure he only misses the happiness of everyone else.

diavolo’s sure no one’s noticed his absence, save for barbatos maybe, never really approachable despite how hard he tried. but you do.

and as soon as diavolo steps back in, you’re standing in front of him, steady hand on his broad shoulder. your touch is warm and soothing and sure, a silent ask for diavolo to share some of the burdens that weigh him down.

“are you ok?” you murmur, not wanting to make a fuss. and the way you’re so caring and lovely and kind has diavolo’s heart doing somersaults. yeah, he’s ok.

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[kittievampire]

Kin of the Demon Prince (pt. 5)

Warnings: Cursing, Mention of blood, Violence implied, Angst, MC is a fuckin unit, Mention of abortion, Female MC, Single Mom MC, MC x Diavolo

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Honestly, with your luck, did you really expect yourself to catch a break?

Of course not.

Your adrenaline spiked when you saw a figure hunched over Selene's crib. The speed at which you rose to your feet would have shocked you if you weren't so preoccupied with whoever was in your room. White hair was the only thing that stopped you, along with Solomon turning his head to the side so his silver eyes could better gaze at you.

"Solomon?" You muttered out quietly, as to not wake the sleeping child. "What the hell are you doing?" You demanded asked.

You only noticed the light emitting from his hand once it went out, brows furrowing in confusion.

Solomon smiled at you. "She woke up a bit cranky and was crying for about an hour, now. I was casting a sleep spell on her so that she'd not give herself a headache," He explained gently. This, however, only made the drowsy you more upset. "And if she needed a diaper change or a feeding? What the hell, Solomon, you can't just—" "I already checked for that without being too invasive, I assure you. She was just feeling a bit down," He said once more, his calm and collected voice now seeming to mock you for getting so worked up.

You looked down at your Selene who was sleeping peacefully, shifting only a little to find a more comfortable position. "I was only helping," He added, voice remaining hushed as to not wake the sleeping infant.

Still somewhat seething, you let out a small sigh. "Don't scare me like that..." You murmured out softly, stepping toward the crib and gently grasping the top of one of the cage-like sides of it. Solomon turned and walked out of the room, leaving you standing there and looking down at your baby.

You look up at the closed door that the sorcerer had just walked out of. That's when Belphegor's words had come to mind.

"Diavolo... Coming... Realm... You..."

Gasping, you placed a hand over your mouth to silence yourself before you made any loud noises that would potentially awaken the sleeping infant.

Oh, fuck.

Was Diavolo coming to the human realm?

Surely it wasn't to come searching for you, right?

He's done with you, isn't he?

And you're done with him...

Aren't you?

_

Once Solomon left the house, you decided that it would be best to go out with Selene again. You had a lot on your mind, and you were hoping that, while you were out, you'd be able to come up with a plan. As well as spend some time with Selene, of course. But you needed to be somewhere Solomon wasn't a constant thought.

Thus, you decided you'd go shopping for a day.

You knew of a little Outlet Mall that had your favorite stores, as well as your favorite snack stands, so you took Selene, her bottle, and her diaper bag, and made your way there.

There wasn't too big of a crowd, as it was the middle of a weekday, but there were still quite a few people walking around. Pushing Selene in her stroller, you turned and entered a clothing shop.

As soon as you walked in, you felt the slightest pinch in the back of your throat. Your tongue flattened against the bottom of your mouth and you brought the back of your hand to your lips. The familiar feeling of nausea was present, however not overwhelming.

"Nope."

You decided it'd be best to turn your happy ass around and walk the fuck outta that store. (Sorry)

You looked down at Selene, who had somehow managed to fall asleep already. The feeling of discomfort in the back of your throat, as well as slightly in your stomach disappeared for the time-being.

Letting out a small sigh of relief, you figured it may have just been a false alarm.

Solomon warned you that these feelings may not always be accurate, and the smaller the feeling, the further they are. He also explained that it may go off when a demon's miles away.

But at the same time, why the fuck were you listening to Solomon?

You cursed yourself out for being an idiot. He was your friend, yes, but a sketchy one at that. If he lied about you getting an abortion, what else could he have lied about?

After walking in and out of a few more stores, you began pushing the stroller around the outlet, trying to find a store that caught your eye.

While walking, however, your bladder started to scream at you to find the nearest bathroom. The bathroom building was far in the back, which made you curse the architects of this damn place.

Your walking increased in speed, looking down into the stroller to see Selene stirring only a little.

You made your way into the bathroom building to do your business.

Once you were done with the bathroom, you dried your hands off with some paper towels and pushed the stroller toward the door. While grasping the door handle, you feel extreme nausea overwhelm your senses.

This was intense.

You felt dizzy, you wobbled a little and you clamped your hand over your mouth. You glanced at Selene, who stirred even more. Opening the door and pushing the stroller out of the bathroom and into the empty hall of the building, you heard heavy footsteps behind you.

Stumbling, you turn your head to see an odd man walking toward you.

"You okay, little lady? Need some... Help?" He asked, a small grin forming on his face.

Gagging, you pushed the stroller forward and felt it bump into something. Looking ahead, you saw another man in front of you. He was much bigger than the man behind you, who you felt coming closer.

Swallowing a lump in your throat, your grip tightened on the stroller.

You were vulnerable.

You had a baby and you were dizzy.

You gagged again as the feeling got more intense.

That's when Selene started to cry.

You grabbed Selene, threw your foot backwards to kick the man behind you in the gut, and turned to run off.

Your vision was so blurry. You felt like you could throw up at any moment now.

Before you were out of the building, you got pinned to the wall by the significantly larger man. You felt disoriented. You were disoriented. The sound of Selena's cries was deafening.

"Listen, bitch... You..." The man stated, hands moving to your hips. He said something, but you couldn't hear. Tears streamed down your face, and Selene began to scream.

You saw the man's blurry face shift to look down at your baby. He flinched. "What the hell?!"

Selene was shifting before him. Her cries only got louder as her horns sprouted from the crown of her head.

Then, a man's screams were heard over Selena's cries. Someone appeared behind the man before you.

He was a huge blur. Both of them were.

The only thing you noticed was his hair.

Crimson,

Like the blood you saw on the wall.

"MC," A familiar voice called you.

You fell to your knees, cradling your baby close to you. "Take her..." You mumbled out to the man before you, who was trying to hold you up. "I'm going to..."

Without question, the red-head took Selene from you and held her close.

"Diavolo..." You whimpered out, falling forward.

Everything went black.

_

"She'll be fine," Barbatos spoke as he set a cup of tea down in front of Diavolo.

The prince had his butler assist in transporting the lot of them back to the Devildom, where he took you to his castle, and had the royal physician look over you.

He didn't speak.

Diavolo was entranced with the child in his arms. A little girl. Red hair, horns that looked identical to his, and wings that he could barely see from within the blanket she had been wrapped in, but the golden tips made it clear that those wings were his as well.

Barbatos looked down at the infant, who's golden eyes shifted around the room curiously, before meeting his. "Do you need anything, My Lord?" He asked softly, setting down a bottle of milk on the table next to the tea.

The demon prince was silent, golden eyes still peering down at the baby in his arms. The butler noticed his trembling hands. "Shall I take her from—" "No!" Diavolo replied almost immediately, looking up at Barbatos, eyes welling up with tears. He held her close to him, almost protectively.

The two sat there in silence, Diavolo slowly adjusting himself and swallowing a lump in his throat. "I... want alone time with her... Please..." He almost begged.

Barbatos smiled and nodded his head. "As you wish, My Lord." He turned and took a step toward the door, opening it before stopping and turning his head. "MC did regain consciousness for a mere moment... The physicians are working on removing whatever spell was placed on her, but... She was asking if Selene was alright." The butler said, waiting a moment before stepping out of the room and closing the door behind him.

Diavolo allowed a tear to fall, landing on the blanket his baby was lightly wrapped in and clutching to. "Selene," He whimpered out softly, bringing one hand to gently caress her cheek.

Selene reached one tiny hand up to grasp his finger, gold eyes meeting his.

She was a spitting image of him.

As more tears fell, he could feel him starting to shift from the emotional trigger. Then, she smiled at him.

Diavolo smiled back at her. "My daughter... My dearest Selene. It's me, Papa." He chuckled softly. "I wish I could've met you sooner." He said in no more than a whisper, adjusting her in his arms, causing Selene to reach up and cup his face with her tiny hands.

The demon prince closed his eyes, letting out a small sigh in bliss.

Whatever the reason you had for keeping him from his daughter didn't matter right now, he thought.

All that mattered was that Selene was here, in his arms at last.

The more she giggled, the more she smiled at him, the more she beamed, the more he thought of her as nothing short of perfection.

Diavolo had never experienced Heaven. Not once in his life, nor will he ever be able to. He could never walk nor belong among the angels, and he'd come to accept such things.

However, the love of his life had single-handedly brought to him Heaven. Even if it took a moment for him to see her, he saw her nonetheless.

Any anger toward you had subsided, at least for the moment.

It was replaced with the pure love he felt towards his child, the one he created with his beloved MC.

"No," He spoke.

"You, Selene, are what Heaven aspires to be. Everything the angels worship, reside in, and more." He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"I promise you, I'll try my hardest to be a part of your life."

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[obeymeluciistsundere]

Imagine how chaotic the demons and angels would be if MC is careless and somehow always gets into trouble. But when the consequences of their action hits, like they get hurt/injured/sick they got overly dramatic like "this is it I'm gonna die(again)...goodbye everyone. please don't forget me. " and then there's Solomon just enjoying the chaos because he knows MC is gonna be fine she's just being overly dramatic...

Too cheesy sorry. Ignore this post again.

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[incorrecttom]

They would always wipe your tears after an argument. It was because they would feel guilty - as to they made you shed tears of sadness or anger rather than joy.

It hurts them when you cry and they hate it when they are the reason. They don't want you to cry- They want you to be happy.

But how could that be when they are the reason you are crying? How could they not feel guilty?

And they pamper you with gifts, no not because they simply don't want to apologize. But more so to show they do care, they do not know how to express it.

Their guilt always gets the better of them - thinking that this might be their last time to stay with you. So, they always give you, so you have enough.

Because, who would want to stay with someone who upsets their lover?

And you always comfort them, that it was both of your fault, that it's fine. That things will be fine. But their head always spins on what ifs. What if you leave them like almost everyone?

Oikawa | Atsumu | Bakugou | Lucifer | Diavolo | Malleus | Azul | Riddle | Satan |

#ok this turned out to be angst- #what is this #I hate it- #obey me angst #diavolo angst #obey me x gender neutral reader #twisted wonderland angst #twisted wonderland x gender neutral reader #riddle rosehearts angst #azul angst #malleus angst #lucifer angst #bnha angst #bakugou angst #probably satan is ooc- #but id #*idk #satan angst

[friendlylifecherry]

Fic idea based on this where the RAD newspaper club is going to the Mausoleum of the demon kings for some fluff piece when one gets the bright idea to head inside and do some stuff for the Demon King, pay some respect and maybe some funny pictures. So as one of the members goes in, the others record for a combination of posterity and a desperate attempt to explain it to the authorities if they get caught where they aren't supposed to be.

But as the little leader gets close to where the Demon King lies, they notice something off; the king should be in eternal sleep but he doesn't seem to be breathing. Not like they would know about how the Demon King sleeps, but it's still weird, isn't it?

Then they get close enough and there's definitely something wrong. They haven't seen the King in millennia at this point, but he has this unnatural grey-ish pallor and his body looks limp, not unlike a corpse.

The leader gets a bright idea: approach and touch the King, just to check if he's alive. This is risking getting eaten and their club members all tell them so, but still, gotta try, right?

A gentle poke, nothing.

A soft shove, nothing.

A whisper in the ear, nothing.

A semi-distant shout from an irate Mephistopheles (he must have called the other members at some point about why they went inside), nothing.

That's when the leader decides to check something; touching his chest to see if he's still alive, checking for a heartbeat. So they use their wings to fly up and reach a careful hand to push onto his chest. Only that it sinks upon their touch, like the Demon King's flesh is mattress foam instead of muscle over bone. But what their fingers sink into is the worst part.

It's a stab wound to the center of his chest, with stagnant black blood leaking out onto their hand and coating their fingers with a revolting sheen.

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Mephistopheles can barely tell what's going on between all of the screaming, even as he tries to get back order and get some semblance of an explanation. But then he gets the worst news that he had ever heard in his life.

The Demon King is dead, stabbed in the chest who-knows how long ago.

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The news is all over the Devildom within hours. It's understandable, their sovereign had been killed at some point and no one had known. The video evidence of the RAD newspaper club finding out is all over social media within minutes, and it's a mass panic for everyone that sees it. Mourning, fear, furious blaming the angels or the humans or just anyone because this can't be real, this can't be happening. The Demon King is dead, murdered.

Diavolo was the first to find out, Mephistopheles calling him in tears. It felt like the world had frozen in place, he was trapped in shock.

Not because his father was dead.

Diavolo was the one who killed him.

It's that people had found out.

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[lala3244]

hello I love the heartbreak series just absolutely immaculate, but can I request dunno if you are taking request but if you are can you do where reader is actually a star and is like Taylor swift and made a song for them like and she sang "Enchanted",and "mine" or , "speak now" to tell them how she feels for diavalo, Lucifer specifically it's ok if you don't do it ,it is what it is .

Woah! My first request! I am so happy!! Thank you @sleepdeprivedpotaoto!

I tried my best as it's the first time I write for someone else's idea. I went with Diavolo. It is a tad long... But I hope you like it !

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You started dating them but others had decided they should date demons of powerful lineage not a mere human.

Warnings: Hurt/no comfort

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You arrived in the Devildom, not knowing what was going on. You looked around you and saw only strangers. You frowned but decided to stay silent and listen to the huge man in front of you. When you understood it was an exchange program and you had to stay for a year you started to worry. You had many concerts already sold out happening during the next year and you couldn’t be missing for that long because yeah, you were famous. In the human world, you would tour the globe for a few concerts in each continent so you could meet your fans from all over the world. You decided to let the introductions and the day pass before saying anything to the man who you now knew was named Diavolo. You didn’t really realise that those men were demons or angels or sorcerer as you were more concerned about your concerts than anything else. 

While walking to your new home, you finally registered what just happened and you stopped then looked around. It was dark and the demons in front of you kept walking so you jogged after them as you didn’t want to get lost. You said nothing to them and followed them until you arrived at the House of Lamentation. They showed you to your room and you tried to settle in. They called you for dinner. You tried the food but you weren’t really hungry. They didn’t talk to you just Lucifer telling you the time you needed to get ready and you just nodded. You went back to your room and tried to fall asleep which you failed miserably. You just waited for the hours to pass. 

You arrived at RAD the next day with Mammon. Lucifer had assigned him to you as a sort of bodyguard. You were fine with that, obviously. You asked Mammon if he could show you to Diavolo. He mumbled something you couldn’t hear but agreed anyway. Mammon stopped in front of a door and pointed at it, “it’s there.” You smiled at him. “Thank you Mammon. Do you mind waiting for me?” He sighed “Sure”. You knocked on the door and you heard a faint “come in”. You opened the door and stood in front of Diavolo’s desk. “Good morning Lord Diavolo. I am sorry to bother you so early but may I have some of your time? I need to talk to you.” Diavolo looked at you with a huge smile. “Of course! Please sit down!” You smiled back, happy to see a friendly face. “Thank you!” You took a deep breath, “I am not sure why I was chosen or even why I was a choice but I can’t just disappear for a year. I have commitments I can’t just ignore.” Diavolo put his head on his hands and studied you. “Sure. What commitments?”

You explained to him that you were a successful singer and you had a few concerts coming up soon, also you needed to do rehearsals with your group. Diavolo was attentively listening to you, eyes sparkling, a smile plastered on his face. For a huge demon and the future king, you thought he was kind of cute and the more you talked the more his eyes sparkled. “You really are famous?” You nodded “Well, I don’t want to sound immodest but yes and I don’t want to disappoint my fans.” He leaned back on his chair. “I understand. It’s similar to me not wanting to disappoint my people.” You laughed at the comparison. “Yes but I don’t manage a country, I just create songs.” He laughed with you and you took the opportunity to watch him more closely. He was a handsome demon and he seemed genuinely interested in you. Finally, he calmed down. “I see, we need to find a schedule for you to continue practising and to go to your concerts. Will you be able to come tonight at the castle so we can talk about all of that?” You hesitated “Hmm… Sure but I don’t know where it is.” He laughed again. “Don’t worry, after classes I’ll come find you and we’ll go together.” You laughed with relief “I’ll see you later.”

After your evening at the Lord’s Castle with Diavolo, you would spend most of your free time with the future King and he would come with you to the human world. He would stay backstage during your concerts, being your N°1 fan. The first time he heard you sing during a rehearsal, he was completely transfixed by you and your voice. He wouldn’t AND couldn’t go a day without listening to you so he bought all of your albums. You cringed at the idea but it was really cute. After the concerts, he would bring you to the most luxurious hotels in the area where he paid a lot for you to be pampered all day and night. He would order room service every time and eat with you on your bed. Slowly, you started to get closer. He was always happy when with you and he looked like a normal demon not one who had an entire realm to look after. 

The day after one of your concerts, you decided to go on a walk and visit the city you were in. When you talked to Diavolo about it, he was really excited. You got dressed and left the hotel. Instinctively, you took Diavolo’s hand, you didn’t even notice it until a few seconds later when you felt a squeeze. You looked down and then at him, scared that he wouldn’t take it kindly. He was looking straight up with a huge smile on his face. You giggled and leaned your head on his arm. You walked for a couple of hours until you sat down on a bench to enjoy the view. “Wow! It’s breathtaking.” You heard the demon humming in agreement so you looked at him, he was looking at you. You could feel your cheeks burning a little then Diavolo leaned down and he kissed you. 

Since that kiss, you went on dates more often in the Devildom even if it wasn’t really official until one day, after a few weeks, The House of Lords announced at RAD that Lord Diavolo needed an heir rapidly and that they had found the perfect mate for him. You froze at the announcement, you were on a date just last night with him and he hadn’t said a word to you about it. You left RAD in a hurry, you couldn’t face anyone right now. You kind of knew that you dating unofficially wouldn’t go unnoticed and you had guessed that someone might interfere. You were right, you could feel the stares, the hatred coming off the other demons but you didn’t care, he was the future King, right? Nothing could go wrong. 

The next few days passed in a blur and you threw yourself in writing new songs. It helped you with seeing Diavolo every day at RAD or around town with his new mate. Everyone was talking about this new couple but they would stop when you arrived somewhere. You realised they all knew and tried to be considerate even though you didn’t care what they thought. When you finally started to feel better about the whole situation, Barbatos arrived at the House of Lamentation with an envelope. “Hello, My Lord organises a ball to make his relationship official. He is asking for you to sing at this event.” You laughed, tears building up. “Seriously?!” Barbatos raised an eyebrow “Well, yes of course.” You calmed down. “What do I get in return?” Barbatos made a move to leave “His gratitude” then he left. You stood there, flabbergasted. You had taken the invitation from the Butler’s hand and started to read it. Your heart sank, it was official and that idiot of a demon didn’t even speak to you about any of it. You decided to text him.

You: Hi. I’ve just received your invitation. I also agree to sing as apparently your gratitude is the best I can have from you. I’ll see you then.

He never answered. 

Finally, the day of the party arrived. You had purchased a beautiful outfit that would highlight your body and you had asked Asmodeus to help you get ready. You spent your day with him, prepping your skin and your hair. You had a wonderful day with the Avatar of Lust and it helped you forget for a minute why you were making yourself the most beautiful you had ever been. You went to the party earlier than anyone else to get ready for the show. You were a bit anxious but it was your job so you started to do your warm-ups. Barbatos came over and explained to you the schedule. You nodded and went on the scene to get ready for their entrance. Barbatos had asked you to sing a slow song. You agreed and knew which one. You didn’t want to look desperate but you thought this song would be a good balance of what you felt. 

You were standing on the scene looking around as people were filling the room and waiting for the couple to arrive when Barbatos looked at you. He made a sign so you knew you could start singing.

There I was again tonight Forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy Vanished when I saw your face All I can say is, it was enchanting to meet you

They had entered the room when you started singing and people were applauding the couple. Tears started to fill up your eyes but you carried on.

Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?" 'Cross the room your silhouette Starts to make its way to me The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick remarks Like passing notes in secrecy

Diavolo was talking, seemingly not noticing you. You were starting to get upset but it wasn’t really about you tonight, was it?

And it was enchanting to meet you All I can say is, I was enchanted to meet you You were watching the couple who were all smiles with sorrow in your eyes. You were impressed with how your voice was still when your emotions were in turmoil. This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you The lingering question kept me up 2 AM, who do you love?

Finally, he looked at you. You saw the desperation and the longing in his eyes. Your chest was hurting at the sight and you understood he had no choice. Tears fell on your cheeks but your voice was steady.

I wonder 'til I'm wide awake And now I'm pacing back and forth Wishing you were at my door I'd open up and you would say, "Hey" It was enchanting to meet you All I know is, I was enchanted to meet you This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew That this night is flawless, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you

Tears kept flowing while you were looking at him. His eyes were bright and focused only on you. It was as if no one else was there. 

This is me praying that this was the very first page Not where the story line ends My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon I was enchanted to meet you Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you

You finished the song earlier than you were supposed to and left the castle. You didn’t want to see him with another one and to be the one singing for this occasion. To hell with the repercussions, you ran and ran till you were lost and hoped no one will ever be able to find you.

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THE END

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[kytokisblog]

"In another life."

"I would make you stay."

"So I don't have to say you were,"

"The one that got away."

—Diavolo to his dead lover, Mammon

Sick/Dead Mammon au + Diamon

'The one that got away – Katy Perry'

#diavolo x mammon #mammon centric #mammon angst #diavolo angst

[kingqueefx]

Diavolo angst -

No warnings for this! Just a little angst, and there’s probably a lot of me projecting myself tbh. Not really proofread and pretty short.

There he was alone again in the gardens appearing to be lost in thought. Finding comfort in Devildoms cool breeze, and the moonlight within its skies. It’s all Diavolo has truly known. As his father was always against the idea of demons having any relations with angels, much less humans. Therefore the opportunity to see anything outside of Devildom was minuscule. Making things worse for Diavolo his father hardly ever let him leave the castle. The young prince needed to focus on his studies, and training to become the next demon king. He always thought that if only he worked hard enough they’d let him go out. He would be back right on time. He swore that, and begged but his pleas were always brushed aside. His father’s sharp glares given as a threat to stop asking. Barbatos felt pity for him, and yet would never budge nor bend the rules. Assuring that Devildom would always have a fit king was essential. Who would have known being a prince could be so lonely. Losing himself in daydreams to pass the time. All his life he’s imagined a place where nobody was isolated from the rest. Everyone would be included. Angels, humans, …and him. A realm where he was more then a king that sits sequestered away making judgements for a place he’s not even apart of. He wasn’t going to be like his father. Not too long after his father fell into a deep slumber underneath Devildom, Diavolo found himself as the acting king until his fathers return. He was now in a position that allowed slightly more freedom, even under Barbatos attempts to keep him on track. That’s also around the time Diavolo met Lucifer Morningstar. The pride and joy of the celestial realm. For the first time in thousands of years someone was listening to his ramblings of how he wanted to make Devildom the place of his dreams. A wonderful friendship was blooming, and the young lord’s hopes were looking up. Then after Lucifer and his brothers all fell from Celestia it brought with them a change in Devildom. A good one in Diavolos opinion. The beginnings of RAD were being discussed, and just being around the brothers made him feel included in something. There were still times he liked to sit back as a silent observer. Careful not to disturb the environment or people around him. There were still things he couldn’t understand. Things that weren’t ever mentioned in “human fun 101” or “The proper etiquettes of Angels”. It brought a sharp pang in his heart. Despite everything he has done, he still felt like an outsider. Here everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves and yet it felt as if they were still just out of reach. Giving a soft smile to the others he got up and excused himself. Quickly making his way to a place where nobody would bother him. So there Diavolo was alone in the gardens. Chest heaving as hot tears ran down his cheeks. His hope to make Devildom better for everyone felt pointless. Why was he still so lonely even standing amongst friends, and his found family? He should be happier now, right? At least that’s what he read in stories. However in this story it seems that the prince wears a heavy crown, a cheerful demeanor acting as a perfect disguise for his existential gloom. This was his destiny. He is to be the next demon king ruling over Devildom.

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[rashomonss]

Readjusting

context: just a few somewhat angsty headcanons I have for when MC and Solomon return to the present after everything, enjoy!!

warnings: this does contain nightbringer spoilers

the past changes people

MC will often become more hesitant to talk to or even engage with the brothers. Due to being treated as an attendant in the past they now are used to it, so whenever one of the brothers tries to engage with them they find it hard to sit still or listen to said brother for long periods of time without feeling out of place.

MC will often mix up the fact that they are an exchange student rather than an attendant. When Diavolo claims that he wants MC to feel comfortable as an exchange student MC will respond with something along the lines of how they don’t need much because they’re the brothers attendant. Which in return gets a few confusing stares from others.

MC still carries out some of their duties as an attendant unconsciously. Such as keeping track of the brother’s schedules, events, student council meetings, etc. The brothers don’t mind at first however what they do find unpleasant is the fact MC always follows behind them instead of right beside them like they used too. This doesn’t register until one of them says something to MC, which they in turn respond with “I always follow behind all seven of you”. Which makes their hearts sink.

Still focusing on the attendant duties, MC will still continue to carry out anything asked of them without much of a fight. Since they were so used to carrying out such elaborate things when watching over the brothers in the past they are now used to doing such tasks for them. Most of the time this will confuse most of the brothers because MC is usually more vocal with their opinion on something.

MC will unconsciously be a bit harsher and stricter on the brothers than they usually were. Since being their attendant MC had to keep each of them on a tight leash so they wouldn’t get into trouble. So now in the present if they were to start fighting MC would be the first to show up to scold them instead of Lucifer.

MC will just straight up be petty with Lucifer for a while. Due to the things he said while they were in the past they still haven’t completely forgiven him. So whenever Lucifer mentions his “family”, MC finds themselves saying some remark along the lines of “well that doesn’t include me” or “just the seven of you I know. I leave you all alone” is enough to confuse and hurt the hell out of him. MC knows that Lucifer does really care for them in this timeline, but they can’t help it. His words really did hurt them deeply for awhile.

On another topic of MC’s attitude, Diavolo soon realizes that they are much more formal with him. The cute nickname Dia was dropped and he was always referred to by a title now. When Diavolo questioned them about formality MC simply explained that the past Barbatos didn’t like them referring to Diavolo in such a manner.

MC is now more vigilant around Satan, Belphegor and Barbatos, each for different reasons.

Satan is one that worries MC the most because they became used to having to deal with his violent outbursts and destructive episodes. So when Satan gets angry in the present MC will step in front of him and the brothers separating them. Satan soon grows confused when MC prepares a spell to restrain him.

Belphegor doesn’t worry MC as much as the other two, but after he found out they were a human in the past and tried to kill them again in response MC had to remain vigilant. They still do whenever they are alone with him. Which in turn makes the youngest guilty about the past.

Barbatos is someone MC keeps Solomon away from at all costs. After all MC was used to Barbatos teleporting the sorcerer around from place to place. It did become concerning when Solomon would show up later and later each time he came home. So to avoid that MC would make themselves and Solomon avoid the butler at all costs. However the present butler soon finds this behavior hurtful when MC constantly declines his offer to come over. In the end MC has a hard time remembering that this isn’t the past Barbatos.

Many soon noticed the strong bond MC now has with Solomon and of course they all become jealous. At first they noticed how MC would go to him for little things, or just prefer to be around him more, but when they asked about moving in with him rather than staying in the House of Lamentation it threw everyone for a loop. It made it even worse when MC said they’ll be there to help the brothers every morning like usual. They wanted MC to realize that they’re an exchange student not an attendant.

Many also notice how reliant they are on Solomon for certain things. Sometimes MC just needs Solomons presence in a room to be able to feel comfortable. If not MC will then become slightly annoyed or fidgety.

Solomon becomes more protective over MC without even realizing it. If he believes one of the brothers are being too bothersome to MC he will step in and whisk them away.

Solomon finds it easier to steal MC’s attention away now. Before when he would try and drag them away from the brothers, or even try and steal their attention for just a second it always failed. However with how close they both became in the past, if Solomon interrupts a conversation MC is having with the brothers MC finds themselves listening to him a bit more than the brother they were speaking with.

MC is much more reckless and blunt with their decision making now. Before they were a bit more collected with their thoughts. However being in the past made their impulsive decision making become a habit. Thus causing the brothers to sometimes question MC methods.

MC would often question the brothers as to why they weren’t in their demon forms. They suppose they just got used to seeing them in those outfits for so long now it became the norm.

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[lovetei]

AaAaaaHHHHHH I loved your “Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call” post lol :P

Could you plssssss do it w the side characters? Especially barbatos I love him. He’s my bbg lol

Sure, I'm actually just waiting for someone to request it :P

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Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call

Versions: Demon Brothers, Side Characters

Warnings: Slight yandere themes (Barbatos, Simeon)

Links: Masterlist

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DIAVOLO

He doesn't actually like going around

Sure, it's mentioned a lot of times that he want to visit this or that

But only if you or the others are willing to come with him

Otherwise it's as boring as doing paperworks

He won't even come out to meet important personalities

They need to come to the castle themselves because there's no damn way Diavolo will actually use effort to meet people he's actually not too close to.

But when it's you?

Damn, you better bet the moment you told him "Hey, Diavolo... I'm kind of stuck in the plaza and the brothers are surely too busy to pick me up so can you send me a driver..?"

How dare you ask for a driver?

When he's literally right there?

The moment the words "I'm kind of stuck in the plaza-" He's already in his most luxurious car starting it to get his future spouse

Hell, he'll even bought a flower before getting to you

And you two will make a scene

And you two will surely make it to the news tomorrow

He'll arrive to the place in something quite formal yet still casual

With a bouquet of flowers in his hands

Like the perfect future husband he is

And open the door for you to get in

And if you're asking why Barbados didn't do anything against him...

Well, he's got a few mouse friends there for help.

Anyways, enjoy the ride

And sign the marriage papers

Please

BARBATOS

His power holds such an important role for Diavolo

He's such a powerful "demon"

It would actually be quite nice if you were just a little more closer to him

But if you are...

He's willing to use this oh so important power for you like it's just a mere toy

You fell on the stairs and someone saw it? Reversed.

You failed a test? Reversed.

You made the wrong decision? Reversed.

If Diavolo actually saw how much he's rambling the time lines just for you he'll go insane.

Hell, he'll pass out when he knows that Barbatos is letting you use his power like he's some hourglass!

But Barbatos knows you

And he likes you

He knows that someone like you won't actually take advantage of his power like that

And would always choose to do things without it

He knows that he's your last resort

And he loves it

He loves that fact that you treasure his power so much

That you treasure him so much...

His power might seem to be the most important tool for you among the other abilities the brothers and the others gave you

And so that basically puts him above the food chain

And he'll stay there

He'll make sure you will view him as important as right now

For all internity

SIMEON

He treasures himself and the people around him so much

But mostly himself

Because that's what father told them to do

He treat his body like the temple of god

He'll walk around the Devildom with pride in himself

Not too much but not too less

He knows his worth

So when he met you

Such a wonderful human

He will also teach you how to put pride in yourself

And always be proud on what you're doing

And then he'll start to get drawn to you

The body he oh so treasured now treated like a toy for you

He once valued naturality but maybe using this makeup you love so much will make him appear more attractive?

"Oh, Simeon? Did you use some foundation and mascara?! That looks so good on you!"

Yes, MC.

Just look at him

It all started with dressing up more for you

Then it escalated

The body he once didn't let anyone touch is now open for you

Just for you

Hold his hand

Grab his waist

And use his shoulders

Ha...

God won't punish him for a little touch now would he..?

SOLOMON

He's shady and he knows it

It's been so long and he's been around may too many people

He doesn't know who to trust anymore

And who to be honest with

He always have to keep himself alarmed and ready

Because that's what the past taught him to do

And that's what the present is telling him to do

Oh, another human?

How nice...

He just hope you don't end up like him

Overly conscious

You know what... He'll help you

He doesn't want a human to fall to the same hole he is right now

He thought that he'll be the one to guide you

He didn't know that you'll guide him...

And now he's willing to do anything for you

He's willing to follow you anywhere

He's willing to give you anything

He's willing to be your loyal servant

Just like Barbatos, he's willing to use everything he have just keep you by his side

Whether it be human, demon, angel connections, money or power

It can be anything and he'll give it you

To the human who showed him the light once again.

MEPHISTOPHELES

He's a private person

That's why he has a whole ass room reserved just for him in the academy

It can't help but have his blood boiling whenever one of the brothers barging into his room unannounced

The sense of nervousness won't leave him whenever Diavolo came to visit him

And the mixed feelings when the other exchange students decided to drop by

But when you enter his room

The light started to get a little darker

And the atmosphere turned into something heavier yet more comforting feeling

Have you drank anything you're not supposed to drink human?

What's this atmosphere around you human?

Did you... Cast a spell on him human?

To be honest

It'll be better for him to know that you cast a love spell on him

Than for him to consciously know that he's falling for you

Falling for the human others already love

But he can't help but say "Why don't you stay a little longer, MC?" Whenever you drop by.

"You can stay and do your assignments or whatever here. I have a vast collection of books you might need."

It might be selfish but why don't you stay a little longer?

Stay inside this private room with him

And only him.

RAPHAEL

He's known as a hitman

And his job down here is to probably spy on Simeon or Lucifer

But this weird human caught his eyes...

Maybe he should spy on you too?

Hmm... Why are you so different?

Are you the premium version of human?

But either way...

He saw how tired you were after each day ends

It looks like this place have sucked any living hope and energy out of you

So he took this as a problem and decided to come up with a solution

He decided to help you run around errands and even take some of your work loads

Gosh... You're so busy

So tiring

Sometimes you two will just find yourself in the dark and unused alley of the school

Sitting on the floor with each others head on your shoulder

You'd mutter "So tired..." And he will pat your head to help you at least have a few minutes of nap between work.

And before he knows it

It became a habit for the two of you

Instead of going to the dark alley you decided to take some nap in the cafeteria and even on empty classrooms

The Brothers will not found you two scattered all over the academy sleeping on each other

And before he even noticed

Whenever the slightest danger occurs he's already jumping in front of you and pushing you back as he shield your fragile body

THIRTEEN

She's such a trouble maker

And you're an expert in keeping trouble makers in line

And Thirteen will make sure she don't follow that line!

She keeps on pulling pranks

Traps here

Traps there

Gosh will she ever stop

Then one day you got so busy that your usual scolding for her didn't happened

Not even once

She felt empty without your nagging voice I guess?

But that doesn't matter!

At least, now, no one will stop her from doing what she loves!

No one...

Will stop her?

But who will scold her when she's about to do an extremely dangerous prank where she might get hurt?

Who will treat her wounds when she accidentally scratched her with one of her schemes?

It's been just a few days without your nagging voice and she's already at your doorstep in the middle of a night on a weekend asking

"Are you ignoring me?"

"Why aren't you talking to me anymore?"

"Are you tired of me now..?"

It feels like she'll start crying if she says anything more so you just denied everything and said that your schedule have been fully packed

Even saying that you're a new member of the council so you became more busy

She felt so embarrassed after that

But she started to treasure your relationship more

And maybe...

Waiting in the line is not that big of a deal if it's for you...

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[temis-de-leon]

Obsessed with the implications of poly!MC falling under a sleeping curse. Antidote, of course, being true love's kiss.

And true love exists in every type of relationship (look at Maleficent and her motherly kiss to Aurora), but I think the brothers and/or the rest of the cast would only see it as romantic.

All of them want to be the first to kiss MC, so sure of being their one true love, but since they all love them with such a deep force, it wouldn't matter who's the one kissing them, MC would still wake up. It's true love.

Now, I think the one to actually give the first and, consequently, only kiss, would be either Lucifer or Diavolo. It depends on how big the poly relationship is. If poly!MC is dating everyone, like the bad bitch they are, Diavolo would for sure take advantage of his position as future ruler. However, if it's only the brothers, Lucifer would use the privilege of being the oldest.

Mammon could be the first if he cheats and kisses them before anyone notices. "The Great Mammon, your first" and all that.

What are the implications, you may ask? Well, just imagine. Imagine the heartbreak of sharing the love of your life with your family, your best friend, your master or servant, only for your lover not to reciprocate your deepest feeling.

MC may love them, but they're not MC's one true love; at least, according to the sleeping curse.

How much would Satan or Belphie hate their older brother? How much would Levi hate himself? Would Diavolo and Lucifer's friendship suffer? At what extent?

And how fucking funny would it be to have Luke kissing MC's forehead, that kiss being the one that wakes them up?

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Masterlist

#obey me #obey me! shall we date? #om! shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me headcanons #obey me angst #obey me hurt/comfort #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x male reader

[ryuubff]

just wanted to draw the silly phone call where solomon bails on your promised movie night and luci and barb give him crap for breaking the promise before starting to argue …… while dia is just there to stop them and actually feels bad for sol

just a close up of sol he looks sooooo babygirl i rendered his hair so. Much. 😭😭😭😭 IM GONNA KISS HIM

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me solomon #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #i draw skrunkly #om! #obey me fanart #MY BABYGIRL SOLOMON #also the chibis. theyre so cute #drawing this made me remember how much i hate the rad uniforms #HORRIBLE TO DRAW #HORRIBLE TO COLOR #peri is unbelievably upset bybthis btw. #Mayeb ill draw another comic of sol making it up to you #teehee we’ll see #SEE I TOLD YOU NO ANGST #maybe a little angst…….

[simeons-gf]

into the eyes of fire

satan who loves eye contact <3 (some nsfw)

notes - gn reader until nsfw (afab), pussy eatin’ :p, p in v, overstimulation, soft nsfw~

a/n ☆ quick lil hcs as a cb post !! v v v short cus i’m sleepy {2 a.m. as i’m writing this ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ}

satan who:

loves to look into your gorgeous eyes while he tells you about the most recent book he’s read, or while you’re telling him about something you learned recently.

looks into everyone’s eyes, if he’s paying attention, to show he is actively listening and participating.

gazes into your softened eyes before he presses a soft, chaste kiss to your soft lips.

finds it adorable when you close your eyes or turn away as he whispers compliments, telling you how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you.

nsfw ○ below

looks into your eyes from his position between your legs, overstimulating you until your eyes tear up.

holds your face gently and reminds you to look at him as he slowly thrusts in and out of you, bringing you to your third or fourth orgasm (but hey, who’s counting… satan is).

#🎧﹐ıllı vivi’s hcs ﹒ ♡ #obey me #obey me fluff #obey me smut #obey me angst #obey me x reader #satan #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #leviathan x reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #simeon x reader #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #solomon x reader #satan + ghost = <3333

[attic-club-sandwich]

How they are Handling your Disappearance Pt. 2

Side Characters edition!

Okay you guys wanted more angst, so here you go! lol A part 2 with the side characters was requested, so I wrote for Diavolo, Simeon, Luke (purely platonic), and Solomon. I left Barb out because i'm very unsure of his role as of right now in Nightbringer. I hope you guys enjoy, please let me know what you think! You'll probably need some tissues again so prepare yourself! lol

Read Part 1: Brothers

Part 3: MC Returns

Genre: Angst, Hurt.

Taglist: @delphi-dreamin @bite-sized-devil @sassykattery @amberrskiies @a-hidden-gem @obey-me-posts @otomefoxystar @siofrantic @flemmingbamse i'm also going to tag @yourboyhack @ihatecorns @cherrybakewelltea and @exrellian too since you liked the first part! MC's return will be next! :3

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rose divider by @/firefly-graphics

The brothers were the first to be aware of your disappearance, but the news traveled fast between all of the people who were closest and dearest to you. No one knew where you went, but they knew one thing for sure: they were doing anything possible to bring you back home. After weeks of searching every inch of the Devildom, it was becoming apparent that you were no longer in the same realm. This of course sent a new wave of panic through everyone. Where did you go, MC? Why didn’t you tell anyone you were leaving?

❤️Diavolo❤️

If anyone should feel responsible for your disappearance, it’s The Demon Prince. 

He is incredibly perplexed and disturbed by the fact that his human exchange student disappeared right out from under his watchful eye. 

Diavolo usually has a very outgoing and joyous attitude, but it’s not the same since you left.

Instead, he becomes numb. Sad. Determined to do everything he can to find you.

Lucifer had come running to him in a state of panic, informing him that they couldn’t find you.

He rarely saw Lucifer act that way, so he knew it had to be serious.

He joined in on the search for you too. 

Barbatos tried convincing him to stay at the castle, but he couldn't just sit and do nothing. The peace between the human world and the Devildom is at risk.

After days and weeks of searching with no results, he becomes depressed.

He uses every connection, every resource he has to find you.

But he can’t.

Not even the most powerful being in all the Devildom can locate one human.

To disgrace not only the Devildom, but his Father… It's too much to bear. 

I’m such a poor excuse for a demon, how could I lose them so easily?

He sits at his office desk, staring down at the paperwork he’s supposed to be finishing. He's severely behind.

But instead of picking up the pen, his hands are clutching at his auburn hair as tears stream down his cheeks. 

Barbatos walks on him in this state several times.

The sight of the dark, heavy bags under the Prince’s eyes causes a pang of sadness in his heart. He longs to comfort him. 

But the Prince has become distant from him. 

He doesn’t understand why Barbatos doesn’t use his powers to find you in such desperate times. 

He’s confused. Angry. 

He orders Barbatos away, and rests his head into his folded arms, wishing you were wrapped up in them instead. 

Wherever you are, MC, I promise we will find you. We’ll bring you home.

💛Simeon💛

When Simeon learns of your disappearance, he almost doesn’t believe it. 

But when he’s forced to face the reality of your absence, he feels it deep within his heart.

His usual calm demeanor starts to crack, but he wants to stay brave for Luke.

He doesn’t want to scare the young angel. 

At first, he’s restless, pacing through the corridors of Purgatory Hall, trying to think of any way to contribute to your search.

But it’s been weeks. And still no sign of you. 

Now he sits in one of the arm chairs in his bedroom, gazing out the window. 

My little lamb, where have you disappeared to?

A book that he’s given up reading rests on his lap, his fingertips ghosting over the corners of the pages. 

He wishes you were here with him, sitting comfortably in his lap while he whispers sweet nothings into your ear.

His eyes well up with tears at the thought. 

Luke checks in with him often, bringing him updates when he can and suggesting they get out of his room for a while. 

He sits with Luke in a cafe for a while, nursing a cup of coffee while Luke chatters about all of the things he’s going to do with you when you return. 

This should cheer him up, but instead it sends a wave of indescribable sadness washing over him. 

It’s not Luke’s fault, of course. 

He appears to be handling it better than he is. 

Simeon, who normally thrives on the joy he brings others through conversation and gentle smiles, requests to be alone. 

He shuts himself away in his room, finally letting the tears fall. 

His heart burns with grief as his body trembles. 

As a writer, he figures the only thing he can do is compose a letter of his feelings for you.

MC, My love, please return home as soon as you can. Are you safe? I think of you constantly. Your absence brings a great sadness over me that I haven’t felt in quite some time. Even as a well known author, my words alone cannot express how deeply I miss and care for you. I love you, MC. I long to feel the warmth of you by my side once more. -Simeon

💙Luke💙

They try to go easy on telling Luke the news of your disappearance. 

The young angel knew something was wrong when Simeon sat him down, a serious expression painted across his face. 

“W-What?! MC is gone?!” 

His heart is full of sadness and confusion, worried about where you could have possibly ran off to.

You wouldn’t just leave him without telling him where you were going, right?

He tries not to think about that. 

So he puts all his energy into baking. 

Desserts and pastries of all kinds line the kitchen tables and counters of Purgatory Hall. 

Barbatos walks into the kitchen to see flour and a variety of different colored icing all over. 

But there is Luke, frosting on his nose and tears in his eyes, baking away. 

“I-I have to make sure there’s plenty of desserts for them to eat when they return!”

Luke offers several pastries for Barbatos to take to the brothers. 

He doesn’t usually take kindly to them, but he knows they are working hard to find you.

He eventually slows down, growing tired from his baking frenzy. 

Simeon goes to check on him, and finds the little angel asleep at the table, his head cradled in his arms and surrounded by a mountain of cookies he just got done baking. 

He stirs a little when Simeon carries him to bed. 

“M-MC…” he whimpers. “They’ll come back, right?”

He’s half awake now, aware of Simeon tucking him into bed. 

The older angel gives him a sad smile. “Of course Luke, they love you so much. I know they’ll return home soon.”

Luke sniffs, a tear falling down his cheek as he begins to drift back to sleep. 

“I-I miss them…I want them to try all of my desserts…”

Simeon wipes away his tears, attempting to hold back his own.

Luke begins to snore softly, dreaming of baked goods and picnics where you are there to share them with.

🖤Solomon🖤

When you first go missing, Solomon is confused. 

You were just with him, where did you go? Is this some sort of joke?

His worry causes the demon brothers to panic. 

Solomon is never too bothered by anything. He’s seen a lot of things in his lifetime. 

But when you go missing suddenly with no explanation?

That’s something that terrifies him. 

He hears the news from the brothers that your pact is no longer active with them. 

That worries him even more. 

He immediately jumps into action.

He searches the location of where you were last seen and picks up on lingering traces of magic.

That's odd, he thinks. He was proud of how far you've come with your abilities as his apprentice, but he knew this magic was way too strong to be yours.

This was the work of someone much more powerful.

Nonetheless, a flutter of hope rises in his chest. He's one step closer to finding you.

He analyzes the magic, and comes to the conclusion that you were transported through time to a past version of the Devildom.

Once he connects all the dots, he uses Barbatos' power to find you.

Of course, it takes a few tries, but he finds you. 

He let's out a breath of relief as he gathers you into his arms, squeezing you tight.

You sob into his chest as he holds you.

His poor, adorable apprentice. Lost and confused.

"There there, MC. It's going to be alright. We'll get you home soon."

But now he’s stuck there too, with no way to contact the brothers or Diavolo to tell them of your location. 

He could, theoretically return but he wouldn't dare go back to the present without you by his side.

Lucifer about murdered him already, and you desperately needed his help.

He secretly couldn't bear the thought of leaving you alone.

But this will be interesting, he thought.

Let's see how this plays out.

#part 2 lets goooo #writing luke's brought me to tears #he's such a sweetie he doesn't deserve it T_T #anyways i hope you guys like! #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me angst #obey me writing #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me barbatos #obey me! shall we date? #obey me! one master to rule them all #obey me brothers #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor

[minimallyminnie]

Now as much as I love the new game, MC seems to be wayy too happy. I mean yeah, seeing the past and aiding the brothers seems to be great and all…but

Wouldn’t you miss the memories you made with the present time them more?

Obey Me! Gn Mc missing their own time frame

I kinda made Mc similar to a servant similar to Barbatos even if we’re their attendant.

Platonic or Romantic, you can choose who. Besides Luke who is always platonic

Even though you still adored the brothers and your other friends

You desperately wanted to go back to your time frame

Clutching onto your pillow in your bedroom (wrong all wrong, you’re supposed to be in the House Of Lamentation with them.) You bit onto your pillow to stifle your tears and wrapped your body around the long pillow

It wasn’t that Solomon was bad. Oh no, not at all. You adored him and admired how he went back to the past for you

(Which made your homesickness and guilt even worse when you felt as if you were being selfish and ungrateful)

But you missed them

You missed how Lucifer used to cover you with a blanket if you were outside at the table working on homework in the cold. How he used to laugh at small things like you accidentally insulting him or when you don’t know and find out about demon activities and food.

You missed Mammon who used to make you go shopping with him when you spent too much time working on whatever. Who always gave or bought you anything you needed for any sort of thing even if it was small. When he was protective of you or listening to something that you didn’t like. Like you weren’t a bother.

Leviathan who played games with you when you needed to relax. Who battled using the same damn character in Super Smash Devils and won every single time. Who gave you advice on how to take care of snakes and such in the devildom. You missed squealing over characters that you liked with him, pointing out each other’s type.

You missed Satan who listened to your worries about everyone and who you could count on to relate to you. Who gave you books that reminded him of you and your likes. Missing how he read to you detective books and how you read back to him about fantasy books.

Asmodeus who always reminded you about how beautiful you are despite anything you claim is ugly. Lest it be your weight, your eyes, ears, body type or anything you hate about yourself, he would always call you a beautiful flower. You missed him and how you two tried out outfits for each other, or how he would ask you to be his makeup dummy.

Beelzebub when he used to take you out to new restaurants or when he convinced you to try to cook a new thing he found on a random menu somewhere. You miss how he made you laugh while he inhaled your leftover food you couldn’t eat when you were full. When he passed you his snacks when your stomach grumbled.

Belphegor you missed even though he had murdered you in the past. You missed your napping buddy. Someone who helped you sleep when you needed in the middle of the day. Who helped you get rid of nightmares with a single touch to your head, letting you sleep peacefully. You missed him and how he slept next to you or Beel.

Even the others you missed!

You missed how hearty and warm Diavolo’s laugh was. How he spoke with confidence and kindness to everyone despite being insulted. You missed how he complimented you and how he’d help you with any situation or problem in the devildom.

You missed Barbatos who would help you in any situation as well. Who’d help you with any questions no matter how small. He gave you amazing cleaning advice and small items he would find that were beautiful to you. How despite the problem, he’d always help you in need.

Simeon’s words of encouragement and how he’d listen to every word and remembered it down to how you said it. How he always made you laugh for his poor technology skills. How sweet and helpful he was to you.

Luke who despite being teased by the brothers you lived with, treated you with respect and kindness. You miss his homemade cupcakes and sweet treats that he’d make especially for you. How he’d pout at being called a chihuahua.

You missed Raphael who’s stoticness would surprise and make you giggle every time he wouldn’t get a joke. Who despite being strict, treated everyone the same no matter what. His attention to detail has helped you on so many occasions.

Thirteen’s spunky behavior that almost got you in trouble at times but you had so much fun with her. You missed her and how she made you smile when you were upset about something, no matter how tiny the issue is. How you helped her prank Solomon many times.

Even Mephistopheles’s insults, that were all bark no bite. His honest opinions of your writing has helped you very much. You missed his straightforward advice and how stupidly entertaining your arguments with were.

…

“Please…I wanna go back.”

Your hands clench as your heart twists and whirls with devastation, grief, anger, and envy.

You want to see them again. You want to see your best friends, you want to see the patched up brothers you called your family.

You want and want and want

But.

You can’t have.

Remnants of your former powers regarding the pacts and magic spark as you look at your hand

Bits of red, yellow, purple, green, pink, orange, and indigo spark in your hand before dying

The pact marks on you have faded in their vivid colors

You choke on your tears and the words “Let me go back” stuck in your throat

Anger at the one who threw you in this timeframe

…

“You can cry, you know.”

Huh?

A warm hand rubs your back as you turn your head around and see Solomon with a warm but bittersweet smile

He puts his hand on your shoulder as you sit up and stare at the blanket

“You do not need to hold back on your tears. I am speaking as your friend. It saddens me to see you hold onto your grief. I can go back to the current time of course, but I know how hurt you are and how homesick. You miss them I can imagine.”

That’s right. You’re not exactly all alone again like when you first started out in the Devildom

“Please. Let go.”

And the dam breaks

You clutch onto Solomon’s back as you throw up all the words out of your mouth

Solomon gently lays his hands on your back, one rubbing your back and one just staying still, letting you know he’s still there with you

You miss this. If he were gone, you would’ve missed Solomon and how he relates to you so much. How lonely and isolated you felt at the time, he knew. He doesn’t need any reason from you if you just needed to be left alone or just needed a hug.

You know you have to go and attend to the brothers tomorrow morning. You still have to help them and try to get closer all over again. You still need to learn about how everyone was during this time period. You still need to know why Barbatos and Solomon have such a strained friendship and how the pact was made.

You still need to do so many things but for now, you can just cry.

And that’s good enough.

#mindlessclow #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me simeon x reader #obey me solomon x reader #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me raphael x reader #obey me thirteen x reader #obey me mephisto x reader #obey me luke #obey me angst #obey me hurt/comfort