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writing-by-mimi · 2 years
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Under the Royal Eyes
     Fandom: Obey Me
     Genre: Romance, Horror
     Pairing: Diavolo x GN!MC x Barbatos
     Chapter: 4 Of ?
     Summary:  Even something as pure as love can become twisted.
      Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.
Note: Tumblr massively fucked up the font all over the place, and everytime I try to fix or edit it, it just seems to spread...so...ya. It is how it is...
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   It wasn't hard to find Lord Diavolo and Barbatos. One just need know where to look. They would answer him this time.
     Door opening Lucifer walked in, closing the door behind himself. He didn't care he was interrupting whatever the two were speaking of. "Twenty-five down, three up." His words rang clearly through the room. The look of the men one of shock. "A human soul suffers in death." He seethed. "Mc is piecing together small bits. They don't know what happened yet, but it isn't hard to tell."
    "I...I didn't think it-"
    "YOU DIDNT THINK AT ALL!" The Avatar of Pride roared. "You held them down until their soul faded. Did you not see? Not care? Or had you abused Mcs body to a point were a new body was the only option?!" He panted heavily. "And you!" He turned to Barbatos. "You let it happen! All of this, Mc suffering, for a lesson? "
     "Yes."
    
     They had moved you somewhere you hadn't been before in the castle. While learning to use your new legs, you walked all around, but never over here. Sitting on a hallway lounge couch, the brothers gathered some ways away from you, after you had calmed and began to whisper.
      
     "They fucking drowned Mc." Levi whispered harshly. "Why?!"
     "I don't know, but I'm about to go and ram my foot up his ass, I don't care if the mother fucker is a Prince or not!" Mammon crossed his arms.
     "They... I..." Belphie sighed.
      "You're different." Asmodeus tried to reassure the seventh born.
     "Your right. We both made sure Mc couldn't breath and stole their life. Yep totally different." Sarcasm dripping from his voice.
     "You didn't know Mc then. Lord Diavolo does. He's courting them." Levi shivered. "Who does that to someone they are courting?"
      "I hope Satan isn't making to much of a mess." Beel couldn't help it, he was worried about his brother, about you, about how you became so scared...
     "If he is, oh well." Asmodeus deadpanned. "Not really what we need to worry about."
     "Where the fuck is Mc?" Mammon glanced behind himself to reveal you weren't their anymore. "Fuck sake."
    
     You couldn't help it. Legs seemingly moving on their own to place you infront of a door. You weren't sure why, but the door terrified you.
     Why would you walk here? Was this were the accident happened? It could explain why you were so scared...
     Your hand was already on the handle, opening it. A putrid smell hitting your nose made you gag. Creeping inside slowly, you could see someone sleeping on the bed. Maybe they could answer some questions? Why did this room smell so bad? Did they need help?
     Walking over, you couldn't understand your feelings. Tears falling from your eyes as the uncontrollable need to lay next to them took hold. Slotting yourself against them, you ignored the smell. Who was this person? Why were they so cold?
     Why did it make you cry?
     Movement caught your attention, prying your eyes from the person in front of you, you saw Belphegor. "Why are they so cold?"
     Belphegor felt his stomach drop. Of all the places to wander off... and here you were. Curled up next to your own dead body, unaware. You still were so fresh, you didn't understand death in its totality. Asking innocent questions like why your own corpse was cold...
     "You should come back with me, the others are looking for you." His voice barely above a whisper, eyes focused on the corpse you were embracing so gently.
      "Can we help them?"
     This wasn't a conversation you needed to have now. Not while embracing your own body. Probably not for at least another few months, for your own sanity. "Mc, come with me." He offered a soft smile while he took out his phone and sent a group text.
      Lord Douchewads chambers ASAP SOS
     "Did they do something bad...like I did?"
     Belphegor let out a deep sigh. How the fuck was he supposed to explain this? How was anyone? "If you come with me, we can go get someone to help." Maybe that would help get you away.
     "Bad. Bad. Bad, bad, bad." You repeated. "I was bad." Your eyes never leaving the person you were cuddled too. "Twenty-five under, three up."
     It was eerie. You sat describing your own death holding your own lifeless body...and you had no idea. The childlike innocence of trying to help, of not wanting to let go.
     "My other one. It had butterflies." You kept staring at the neck. "No breath, but no butterfly." Your voice was sad, more tears slipping from your eyes.
     Butterflies. Belphegor recoiled. The other time you had died. When he had choked you so hard, left bruises of each individual finger wrapped around your neck. When he had pulled back after taking your life, his grip had left a mark, almost akin to a butterfly. Mc had experienced that death. Had even seen their own body dissapear...and here you were again. Another body you had to witness, the only difference being that now you held more innocence, lack of comprehension because you hadn't learned that hard part of the world yet. Maybe this is karma. Cosmic punishment for what I did...
     "Belphie! What's going-" Asmo slammed his face into his hands. He couldn't look. He had seen you.. The old you... your body so neglected. Slowly lowering his hands, he turned to Mammon as he entered. "Don't." His voice pleading.
     It was too late. He felt like he was gonna be sick. How many times would you be dead in front of him? How many times was he gonna fail ya? "Mc, hey," He called softly, trying his hardest to keep his shit together. "We've been looking for ya, so why don't ya come back with us." He offered a smile. It felt so wrong. Smiling and trying to pretend this was OK. It wasn't.
     "They were bad, like me." You told Mammon. "Will I get cold too?"
      "Sweetheart," He slowly made his way over to you, and your dead body, reaching out for you gently, as not to scare you. "Ain't nothin' like that happenin' ta ya if I can help it." His hand on yours now he gently began to pull you away. "C'mon, we should go. Everyone else is still looking for ya. Let's show 'em your alright."
     "I'm okay?" You asked with worry in your tone, hesitant to leave the body.
     "I'm the Great Mammon, your first guy." He reassured you softly, "an if I say your OK, your OK." He continued to pull you away.
     "But-" your hand grabbed back onto the person. Sitting up next to them, Mammon never released your hand. You swallowed hard. Something was wrong. You didn't know what, but something was wrong. "I'm not in trouble? I've been bad." You whispered. "When I'm bad I can't breath."
      Mammon was a hair-trigger away from breaking down as he spotted Lucifer and the others enter. Putting his hand on the side of your face so you would continue to look at him, and not spot Lord Diavolo or Barbatos amoung the others he let out a shaky breath.
     Lucifer appeared in your sight, standing on the edge of the bed behind Mammon, who was sat next to you. You'd never seen Lucifer like this, but his eyes and gentle smile told you it was him. "You look pretty." A soft smile on your face.
      "I used to be an angel. They called me The Morning Star. Would you like to hear more about it?" His tone tender.
     You nodded.
     He offered his hand, your grasp slowly letting go of the other person. You looked back as the two men gently helped you off the bed. You couldn't help it, eyes drawn to the other. They hadn't moved at all. Black feathers obscured your view now. Lucifers hand resting on your back as his other hand still held yours. "Will I get cold next time I'm bad?" Worry in your tone.
     Lucifer gently squeezed your hand. Your innocence in asking such a question, not fully grasping the situation... "No." His eyes resting above his wings, looking at Diavolo and Barbatos. "I'll never allow you to be as cold as that." He continued to guide you around the bed, keeping your corpse out of your view.
      Another doorway caused you to stop. You could see it from where you stood. Lucifers gentle chiding for you to continue to walk seemed so far away. "I need to go there." You said softly, legs starting to take you there, only Lucifers grasp stopping you. "It's were my place is. Under the water. Twenty-five down, three up. I need to learn my place..." Your eyes focused solely on the door and nothing else. "Bad people learn their place. I deserve to be cold."
     If it was in his power, he would rip those two apart for the roles they played in all of this. "Mc, do you know what your describing?"
    You shook your head. All you knew was in there, you had been underwater. Someone was mad at you. You must have been bad. Like last time. "Why didn't I get a butterfly this time?"
     A butterfly? Lucifer wasn't sure what you ment. "Where did you see this...butterfly?"
     You turned, letting go of his hand, gently pushing his wings down. Pointing at the person's neck you spoke. "Last time I had a butterfly."
     Your previous death. Belphegors fingers would leave marks. You had seen it. Lived it...
     "Do you know the person in the bed, Mc?" Leviathans voice held a nervous tone.
     You shook your head. "No."
      Lucifer returned his wings, blocking your sight. Part of you knew. Deep in your soul. Being so new... you wouldn't be able to put it together. Not yet. You referred to your corpse as 'I' but yet couldn't tell it was your previous body. Picking you up quickly, he held you tightly in his arms, your own wrapping around his shoulders as he carried you bridal style, making sure his wings blocked so many things. The bathroom door. Your corpse. Lord Diavolo and Barbatos. He would shield you from all of it as long as he needed too.
     Commotion erupted behind him as he exited. He would deal with it later. For now, getting you away from your own corpse was his objective.
     As soon as Lucifer had exited with you, Mammon made a bee line for the Prince. Left fist colliding heavily to the side of his head, staggering Diavolo. "Cold. Mc thinks they deserve to be dead because of you!"
     Lord Diavolo regained his balance. Head held in shame. He had done that to you. Left you confused. Scared. Your resurrection into a new body was supposed to be a happy one. One where you remembered everything. Where you wouldn't be scared, but looking forward to new adventures.
     Instead he had filled your soul with so much doubt. Fear. How would he fix this?
      Asmodeus had emerged from the bathroom, small damp rag in hand, running it over your corpse. "I'll dress them...for their funeral."
     "We should lay Mc to rest in the human world." Beelzelbub slowly approached your body.
     Mammon held the front of Diavolos shirt. "What else did you do to 'em?" He growled. "I ain't leavin' till ya tell me, you cocksucker."
    
     You still smelled of the room. Some of your... fluids... from your corpse were on your clothes. It would be negligent to leave you in them and let you continue to carry the smell of death.
     "Mc, I know you may be afraid of water... but we need to get you cleaned up and changed." He gently lead you to the bathroom in his reserved castle chambers. Asmodeus was better at this, but he wasn't here. He also didn't want Asmo to have to deal with any fall out. It would hurt him too much.
       You took in a deep breath, eyes full of fear as you looked at the tub. "We won't use the tub." He assured, showing you the shower. Holding your hand he turned it on, making you jump. "You're not submerged in the shower. You stand. I can leave the door open too. I'll be here the whole time."
     "You will?"
     "Yes. I'll be here." He retrieved his phone from his pocket. Sending a quick text to Beel for him to ask Lord Diavolo or Barbatos for a change of clothes. As he went to put it in his pocket it went off. Checking it, he couldn't help his smile. Mammon had punched the prince and was going to push until he had answers. It brought a happy hum to his upturned lips. "Beel will be by with clothes. Would you like help undressing?" He looked up as he put his phone in his pocket, your top already over your head. Looking away he blushed. Your body, although made of different parts, was seemless. Just looking at you, you would have no idea. It looked natural. Everything proportional. Skin smooth. Hair strong and healthy.
     Pulling your bottoms off, you stood by the shower door. Face pensive. "Will it be cold?  ...I don't want to be cold."
     Removing a glove, he stood next to you and checked the temperature. Your soul resided inside of a demon form now. A safe temperature for a human body was always cold to him.     
     Turning up the hot water, he checked it again. It is what he would use. "Here" he guided your hand into the stream. "Warmer, or cooler?"
     Still holding his hand, you stepped in slowly. Stream hitting your back. "Promise you won't leave." Your voice pleading.
     "I will be here, though you will need this." He shook your hand gently.
    "Ok" you nodded as you released it and continued to stand under the stream. "How long do I wait till I'm done?"
     Lucifer began to laugh. You were adorable. He missed you, but this was you. Confused. Innocent. You would be yourself soon, but doing something as simple as teaching you to shower filled him with pride. It reminded him of caring for his brothers when they were young.
     "What's so funny?" A pout taking over your face.
     "You are. You remind me of caring for my brothers." He admitted. "It's been so long since those days." He sighed.
     Beel set the clothes on the vanity, keeping his eyes turned away. "Lucifer used to wash my hair, because I had to hold Belphie. He would always fall asleep." He reminisced.
    A small giggle left you as you imagined small Beel and Belphie. Beel was tall, muscular. His face wasn't very expressive, but his eyes were. They were pretty to you. Soft, kind. Beel made you feel safe.
     "Will Satan come back, even if I was bad?" Thinking of all the brothers, the only one you hadn't seen yet after the garden was him
     "Satan is the Avatar of Wrath, he'll be back when he finishes his business. He'll always come back to you." Lucifer assured. "We all will, Mc."
     "I like this better. The bath is bad. I was bad." Your thoughts shifting again. It was confusing, bouncing from one topic to the other. "Why didn't they stop, Lucifer? I begged them to stop. They killed me. Left me to rot. I was so cold."
     For a moment you seemed so lucid. But the confusion clouded your thoughts again. The demon could see it in your eyes. You stood staring at the back of the shower.
      Beel stepped forward and waved his hand in front of your face. It caught your attention. Almost as if snapping out of a fog, you offered the demon with kind eyes a smile. "Am I done now?"
     Mammon was furious. Lord Diavolo and Barbatos had come clean. Lucifers theory was right, and it was so much worse. If you had been a demon, Mammon would have called it fair game. That's how it was here, but you were human.
     Humans saw forced sex as bad. A crime. Rape. Demons, not so much. There weren't any laws against it. This was the Devildom. It's survival of the fittest, and demons had a weird sense of love and what was considered 'loving".
     Down here, rape was a high compliment. That you were so fucking attractive that they had to have you. An if it happened to you, it just ment you lost the rat race in magic and physical strengths. It didn't happen out in public, demons at least had a bit of decency, but not much more.
     They should have known. That doing it all completely the demon way would be terrible for you.
     Taking you and being controlling, a human wouldn't like it, but it was handable.
     Raping you and extreme Punishments weren't. You were human. An all because you acted like a normal human who found out their friends were killed and reacting to what happened to you... it should have never been so fucking harsh a punishment.
     "I've been told to tell Mc you can be trusted. That you won't hurt them. I've been fucking lying to them. Why the fuck should I tell them any of that?"
     "Lord Diavolo has learned Mc is to be placed above himself in every way. A hard lesson learned, but it also ensures Mc will no longer suffer. Things can be done correctly this time." Barbatos told Mammon. " I regret that it had to be this way, but Mc had a body in waiting. One I knew I would be able to complete with you and your brothers help. While looking for Solomon in the timeline, them being human doomed them in a different way. I've killed two birds with one stone. The lesson learned and a stronger body for Mc."
     "Did ya fuckin' stop to think ta ask Mc?" He growled. "No, you didn't. I ain't gonna lie for ya."
     "Don't." Diavolo told him. "I plan to apologize. To take as long as I need to make it right. I should have never endangered my Darling as I did." He turned to look Mammon in the eyes. "I won't tell them everything. Doing that could hurt them more, but I will tell them I am responsible for... for the 'accident'."
     "Maybe skip the part where you killed our friends." Asmodeus answered bitterly as he dressed your body in bright colors. He had went back to the house and gotten you an outfit from his closet. You had brought so much happiness to his families life. To his life. He couldn't bring himself to send you to your final resting place in drab, boring black. Smoothing your hair one last time, he stood and overlooked his work. "When we get the coffin, I'll fix their hair again." He whispered.
     Levi hadn't been able to approach your body. He knew you died. You were in one piece... as Admiral of Hells Navy, he had seen terrible things. It was normal. But this... this wasn't normal. Humans died. You would die someday. He knew this, but seeing your body laying there... knowing that your killers had claimed to treasure you. You deserved more.
     "Thank you, Asmodeus. I'll pay for everything. Just name it and I'll get it for their funeral."
     "I don't want your Grimm anywhere near them. You don't deserve to be any part of their send off!" He exploded.
     Silence gripped the room.
     Diavolo could see the Avatar of Lusts tears. "Very well." He nodded quietly.
    
     Lucifer and Beel had taught you how to shower. Perversion aside, it would be a memory the two would hold dear. Your laughing at terrible jokes. You were in wonder about how the shampoo smelled. Finding out this body was ticklish along the ribs. Asking about your belly button of all things...and even telling Beel that the conditioner that got in your mouth tasted terrible. He had gave a small smile and told you not to eat shower things, on account it would hurt your stomach.
     Once done, Beel turned the shower off and wrapped you in a towel. You hadn't dressed yourself before either. They had dressed you before you came too for the first time. You had taken them off with little difficulty, but that was the easy part.
     "Alright, Mc. This is a tag. Most clothing has it, and most times it goes on the inside, behind you." He handed you a dress shirt.
     "Inside, behind." You nodded as you opened it to look. Finding the tag, you looked to Lucifer.
     "Arms go in the sleeves." He shook a part of it.
     "Arms in." You slid one arm in, looking to Beel who gave you a thumbs up. Smiling you did the same with your other arm.
     "Very well done. Next, buttons. He held the front of your shirt where little round decorative circles sat. "Buttons go through the hole on the other side." He showed you buy doing one for you. "Now it's your turn."
      Mimicking what you had watched, the button, with a little difficulty, popped into the hole. "I did it!" Excitment on your face as you looked to the two brothers.
     You were absolutely adorable to them as they both gave approval in their own way. A thumbs up from Beel, a nod and smile from Lucifer.
     They had explained how your bottoms went on, even socks. You were missing something called underwear, but would get those later. Those were easy according to them.
    "Can I see myself yet?" You asked as Beel was sure to stand infront of you, blocking your view of the mirror.
     "Probably in a few days." The sixth born continued to block your way, even going as far using your new found ticklish spot against you.
     "What color are my eyes?" You asked. Knowing that couldn't be bad, could it?
     "Demon eyes vary much more than human eyes. Asmodeus knew the color you always wanted, so he fetched Mammon to get the best pair Grimm could buy in accordance to your color preference." Lucifer answered as he typed away on his phone.
     "So I'm sure to like them?" Your smile was soft.
     "I hope so." Beel offered a smile as he got down close to your face. "What do you think of mine?"
     Looking deep into his eyes, you felt warmth. Safety. Like you were missing something important... "What am I forgetting?" You continued to stare into his eyes, hands holding either side of his face. "It's something so important...it means so much to me..." you whispered. It was there, on the edge of your mind. So close, but the distance seemed insurmountable. "I... I hold it so dear... why can't I remember? It's important to remember."
     The forlorn look on your face as your mind failed to reveal what you were trying to remember hurt to watch. To be so close to remembering something, only for the rug to be pulled put from under you. "It's not a race. Take your time. It'll come to you eventually." He offered a big smile as he embraced you. Now that you were a demon, he could hug you a bit harder and not hurt you. It helped ease his mind.
     Standing in Beelzelbubs arms you slowly wrapped your own  arms around him, returning the hug. "Everytime I look at you and your brothers... there's something important to remember... but I dont know what..."
      "Beel is correct. If it is that important, you will remember in time. Until then, don't dwell to hard on it." Lucifer put his phone away. "Would you like to go back to the garden?
     "To eat more?"
     "Not exactly." He answered, hesitation in his voice. "Lord Diavolo and Barbatos wish to speak with you."
     Looking at Beel as panic rose in your eyes, you looked back to Lucifer. "You won't let them make me cold?"
      Your voice was so small. So full of worry. Placing a hand on the side of your face, he used his thumb to wipe away a stray tear. "Never."  He promised. "They only wish to talk. We will all be with you. You can hold our hands if it would help."
     Beel took your right hand, Lucifer gripped your left. "See, we have you. You're safe." Beel placed a kiss to the top of your head quickly.
     "Okay." You whispered as Lucifer lead the chain of the three of you.
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daytaker · 4 months
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The Gang React to You Falling Asleep on Them
Lucifer
*deep sigh that speaks volumes to how difficult it is for this man to get any sleep, and here you are, conked out on his shoulder...*
If you don't wake up within a few minutes, he'll have no choice but to move. He is not the sort to be so sentimental that he can't bear the thought of disturbing your precious sleeping face. Of course, he won't be an asshole about it; he'll be careful and try not to wake you up. He might even drape his jacket over you for your nap.
But only if he doesn't need it.
Mammon
"Hey, my arm's gettin' a little stiff, can I just-- ...ah."
Oh. Ah. Alright. Cool. This is happening. Hmm. Damn. Not super comfortable, and it's kinda inconvenient to be trapped here, but, pshh, what's he supposed to do, wake up a sleeping human? He's heard that can lead to...cardiac arrest, or something. He ain't gonna murder you just to move a little sooner.
You did not just start snuggling him in your sleep. Did Mammon score today or did he score today? Too bad his arm's starting to fall asleep, but, well, nothin' in life is free.
Leviathan
"What...? WHAAAAAAT?" (But only in his brain. He doesn't want to wake you up. Mammon says that can lead to cardiac arrest in humans.)
He's pretty sure he's the one who's going to keel over from heart problems at this rate. He hadn't even realized you were getting sleepy. Are you bored watching him tackle this single-player old school RPG? Did you hate it all this time and you never even mentioned it?! Why is your face so close?! Do you not have any idea the kind of mental torture you're putting him through right now?!
Deep breaths, Levi. Deep breaths. This happens in anime all the time. It's...usually a good thing! It means that the main character and their love interest are tripping all the right flags, and... and how long is this scene going to last? Those scenes almost always end with the two still on the couch, then they skip to the next day or something. How long is he going to have to just sit here... suffering...?
After about ten minutes, he's reached his limit and he gently shakes you awake. He is so embarrassed that he insists you go to bed now, and he will not take no for an answer. Good night. Goodbye. *door slams*
AAAAHHHHHHHHH.
Satan
"Hm? Have you been getting enough sleep...?"
Satan would be very pleased with the situation, though probably less intensely excited than Mammon. He'll make whatever small adjustment is necessary for his comfort, then settle in and read for as long as it takes you to wake up. He feels very warm and fuzzy. It's nice. Hopefully you do this more often. But he should really ask you about your sleep schedule. Levi must be forcing you to stay awake too often.
Asmodeus
"Aww, aren't you adorable?"
This is precious. He needs to document it. As soon as he realizes what's happening, he'll carefully pull out his D.D.D., making sure not to wake you up, and start snapping pics. A few of you, a few dozen selfies with you, a few with him pretending to be asleep too, and then a perfect shot of him kissing your forehead. Grammable as fuck.
Er... is that drool he can see in one of those photos? ...You're going to have to wake up. You can't just drool on his brand-name jacket.
Beelzebub
"Oh."
He's used to people falling asleep on him, so this doesn't really throw him for much of a loop. However, he's a bit more careful of waking you up. He knows that if he wakes Belphie, he'll just fall back asleep within a few seconds, but you're not quite so adaptable. So he'll do his best to stay quiet and not move much.
But no matter how hard he tries, he's never going to be able to turn off his stomach. You'll probably wake up with a start as his stomach roars at you about twenty inches from your face.
Belphegor
"...zzzz..."
Who are we kidding, we all know he was asleep first. Probably, he's the reason you fell asleep so easily. He's soft and warm, perfect for drifting off to dreamland...
Diavolo
"Very bold! You really are astonishingly brave."
It's not every day someone has the stones to fall asleep in his presence, let alone fall asleep and use him as some sort of glorified pillow. What a nice change of pace.
He'll continue doing whatever it is he was doing before, but he is a busy demon, running the Devildom and all. He'll slowly and carefully extricate himself when it's time to move, then have Barbatos bring you a blanket and prepare some tea for when you wake up.
Barbatos
"Humans are awfully needy creatures, aren't they."
He can't help but chuckle. You just pass out during the middle of the day? Then again, it's possible you're probably not entirely well. He'll have to disturb the young master to ask what sort of accommodations to make for you. Of course, he's sure Diavolo won't mind. But it's irresponsible to let yourself drift off like this in the castle of the king of the demons, isn't it? This isn't a resort.
Sleep well, human.
Solomon
"You're just looking cute on purpose now, aren't you?"
Oh well! Looks like he's stuck here for now. Too bad. He'll smile, put an arm around you, kick his feet up, and settle in for the long haul. Hopefully you're able to get a good, solid nap in.
Most likely, you both will. He'll pass out too within ten minutes, give or take.
Simeon
"Oh- shh. There, there."
Well, if you aren't adorable... You must be so tired. He's glad you feel so at ease with him that you let yourself fall asleep, and you certainly look cute, but he's also a little concerned that you're this tired. He'll patiently wait for you to wake up. Then he'll make you some tea and gently remind you to take better care of your health.
Luke
"Eh...?! Hey! ...WAKE UP!"
How tired are you?! You need to get better sleep! Sheesh, you need to be more careful too. You almost crushed him.
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harunayuuka2060 · 2 months
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Professor Trein: I've never seen your classmates- I mean, your students this behave.
MC: They just value their lives, professor.
Cerberus: Grrr...
MC: Oh. Is there anyone trying to cheat?
Random student: !!! *immediately rips off his cheat sheet*
MC and Professor Trein: ...
Professor Trein: Can I borrow Cerberus for my history class later?
MC: Sure thing, professor. But how about, Lucius?
Cerberus: Grrr...
MC: Aww~ Look at you, Cerberus! You're such a good boy! Be good to Professor Trein and his cat, hm? I'll play with you together with Lucifer after you finish your task. *pets him*
Cerberus: *wags his tail*
The students: *thinking* Curse Crowley...
Barbatos: Great work, MC. Here's your Hell Coffee.
MC: Thanks. *takes a sip* Ah.
MC: So bitter.
Barbatos: *chuckles* It's more bitter than before, isn't it?
MC: *smiles* Yes. *then their face saddens*
Barbatos: Is there something wrong?
MC: I just missed Luke and Simeon.
Barbatos: Hm. Then why not invite them here?
MC: ...
Barbatos: Don't tell me you have forgotten that you possess the power of the Ring of Light?
MC: ...
MC: *facepalm* Yes.
Barbatos: *chuckles* I figured. Now, don't sulk and enjoy your recess.
MC: Thank you, Barb.
MC: Vil... What are you doing here?
Vil: I've heard from your demon butler that you are turning yourself into an angel to gain access to this Celestial Realm.
MC: Yes?
Vil: I must see what you will look like, potato.
MC: ...
MC: Okay. I think it'll be fine if you're the only spectator- Lilia, what are you doing here too?
Lilia: Same reason. *while holding a camera*
MC: ...
MC: Whatever.
Solomon: *chuckles* You're famous even here, huh?
MC: More like infamous, but yeah. Anyway, Sol? Mind lending me a hand?
Solomon: No problem. *uses magic to change them*
Vil and Lilia: *in awe; also Lilia not forgetting to snap pictures*
MC: Okay! I'm ready to get my baby!
Solomon: And your other husbando.
MC: Right. *breathes in*
MC: I am the magician, MC…Ring of Light! Heed my words! Open the way forward and create a path where there was none!
MC: Unlock the Gates of the Celestial Realm!
Vil: Ugh... Everything is bright! I can't see a thing!
Lilia: Good thing I have my sunglasses.
Vil: *frowns*
*The light disappears after a few seconds and MC as well*
Solomon: Yup. I'm sure they are in the Celestial Realm right now.
MC: ...
Simeon: ...
MC: *ended up straddling him*
Simeon and MC: *both blushes in embarrassment*
MC: I am sorry!
Simeon: *chuckles* I thought for a second that I had committed a sin.
MC: Come on now. You're calling me a sin?
Simeon: *chuckles again* No. I mean, I have been thinking of you for a while.
MC: *smiles* Sorry for being gone. I got into some sort of... unexplainable event.
Simeon: Oh?
MC: By the way, is Luke here? I'm here to invite you and him to this new world I'm living in.
Simeon: Is it similar to Devildom?
MC: No. It's a bit similar to the human world, except with magicians.
Simeon: Oh. *smiles* We would love to be there.
MC: Great!
*Back to Twisted Wonderland*
Diavolo: Simeon! Luke! I'm so glad to see you again!
Simeon: *chuckles* We're glad to see you too, Diavolo.
Luke: Yeah!
Lucifer: I'm surprised you easily got permission, MC.
MC: What permission?
Lucifer: ...
Simeon: MC snatched Luke in front of Michael. *laughs*
Luke: *giggles* It was fun when the other angels started to chase us!
Lucifer: ...
Lucifer: MC, why you-
MC: It's my parental rights, Lucifer.
Lucifer: ...
Malleus: That is your son, child of man?
MC: Yes! Isn't he adorable?
Luke: *staring at Malleus and wondering if he's a demon*
Malleus: How old is he?
MC: Um. He's ten. Yes. He's ten years old.
Luke: *pouts* MC! I'm over a thousand years old!
Malleus: ...
Malleus: What? You are older than me? *squints his eyes*
MC: Mal, don't. *knows that he's judging his height*
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aballadforbarbatos · 2 months
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diavolo makes a pact with you
well, you never know
once upon a time, he brought it up to lucifer and barbatos
they shot him down immediately
receiving a lecture is bad enough but imagine receiving one from BOTH lucifer and barbatos
rip
he takes it like a champ tho. he’s way better than me cause i hate getting told off
years pass
the devil’s pudding event happens. diavolo almost learns his lesson that day.
like he says he has but there’s a lot of times where that memory crosses his mind and he sits there like huh. wish that could happen again
YOU learnt the lesson though, so it’ll NEVER happen again
if he brings it up on his birthday there’s a good chance you will look at him with disdain
he’s catching up on paperwork when something crosses his mind
maybe you’d be more into it if you had a pact with him?
the lecture he got from his two closest friends though was pretty awful though
but…
what if it was in secret?
what if, and he’s just throwing out ideas here, he gave lucifer a ton of work and made barbatos go on holiday and summoned you to his castle?
hypothetically.
you know, a will-never-happen scenario.
barbatos appears at his door soon after that.
“hey, barbatos. what did you need?”
“oh… nothing. i just got a bad feeling, that’s all.”
oops
another year goes by and the idea pops into his head again, about the same time as he sees you cuddling up with mammon
Right.
diavolo’s situation and this isn’t even remotely the same, because you don’t need a pact to cuddle and mammon is your first so he’s on a separate level altogether, but he chooses to ignore these details
it’s barbatos’ birthday. he gets sent off. hearing complaints, diavolo threatens him with two weeks
lucifer weirdly gets hit with a ton of work randomly. damn that’s crazy huh. do your best!!!
and you are summoned to the castle. you also get a bad feeling.
he tries to convince you that having a pact with him is a good idea
(some people are normal about this; i am not and wouldn’t need convincing personally)
you refuse.
if you bring this up to lucifer if he asks about your visit he is so screwed
ah, but maybe he could make you his unwilling partner in crime…?
pulls a lucifer and forces it on you. suddenly you have a big fancy mark around your neck.
he’s pretty proud of it. you cover your face with your hands and go oh my god.
it feels like it could be exasperation but he would really prefer for it to not be that
lucifer asks what diavolo wanted you for and you weakly say it was for new clothes. new clothes that conveniently hide your collarbone
all of this is unraveled when someone (mammon) walks in on you getting dressed and screams bloody murder about the weird MARK on your neck
pacts are permanent and so is diavolo getting lectured
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temis-de-leon · 2 months
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Pick me girls and Dateables - Part 3
Characters: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon (x reader, separately)
Part 1 - Lucifer, Mammon and Levi (x reader, separately)
Part 2 - Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie (x reader, separately)
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CW: pick me girl behavior, suggestive, mentions of sex, mentions of violence and threats, mentions of concubines (no concubines, tho), implied marriage (??), jealous mc, some fluff, some hurt, some comfort, the most ooc out of every part of the series, Barbatos's part is based on one of his chats (A patissier's suffering?)
A/N at the end.
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Diavolo
So the Devildom had concubines, what about it? It's not like Diavolo had any concubines. You were his only partner and, apparently, the first one in a long while. You had nothing to worry about.
Still, it was impossible not to feel so dejected when every single one of the demons in his court buttered him up so blatantly, not caring that you were next to him, arms linked and fingers intertwined.
And he smiled. Of course, what else could he do but smile? He had a duty to fulfill and that probably meant keeping certain people happy, right?
At least, that was the mantra in your head. Your heart kept hurting itself, but having a reason made it manageable.
"Well? Have you thought about it?"
You turned to your side and stared at the demoness beside you. She was mesmerizing and looking at her directly made you lose focus.
Have I thought about it? I haven't stop thinking about it.
"Remember that I'm acting on behalf of his wellbeing" she said sweetly, caressing your wrist like she wanted to flirt with you "And I guess I could make you happy too"
That made you laugh without an ounce of humor. Both of you knew she wasn't being serious about that one and you wondered why she said it in the first place. Making her Diavolo's concubine would make her his wife in everything but paper. Did she expect giving you orgasms would make you happier about it?
"Leave me alone" you whispered against your drink, not trusting your voice to act decently.
"How can you be so selfish?" she spat, leaving you speechless "This is for his own good. How long will you live, human? Do you expect him to be alone after your death? My only wish is to keep him company once you're gone and starting now would make the transition easier. He'll still love you, sure, but this way he could be happier. How can you not understand something so simple?"
A demon she was, you remembered. Had you been a regular human, you would've believed her concerned face, but to you it was obvious how impatient she was and how much she wanted to leave you there, alone and breaking, so she could finally speak to Diavolo.
"MC"
Both of you jumped, turning around just to see Barbatos's unfazed smile.
"Lord Diavolo asks for you" he informed when you didn't answer, too surprised to react. "Follow me if you please"
"If I may" intervened your companion, close to giving you a heart attack "I must speak to Prince Diavolo. It's an urgent matter"
The butler looked at you, asking for your permission, but you didn't know how to react. It seemed your throat decided to stop working at that exact moment.
"Very well, then"
The demoness eagerly jumped at his words, not wasting a second in leaving the corner you were occupying to look for the prince, who had finally stopped talking to his subjects and was sitting alone in his throne.
Barbatos stared at her before offering you his arm.
"You have nothing to worry about"
He seemed confident, so you believed him. However, the distance you walked towards the throne felt longer than ever.
Your boyfriend looked unnaturally serious at your arrival, an expression his face was not made for. It softened when he saw you, but, still, he didn't fully smile.
"My love, come here" he palmed his thigh and not in a million years would you reject that offer.
Diavolo smiled at the speed you moved, barely restraining himself from kissing you. Instead, he turned to the demoness and presented her to you.
"I believe you've met her already, MC. Did you know about her offer? Did you know she wishes to serve me?"
He patiently waited for your answer, holding you against his chest and caressing your hip bones with the pad of his fingers and the tip of his nails, making you shiver.
Serve? That's the word she decided to use? She wasn't lying, sure, but it was far from the intention she actually had.
"We talked about it" you said in the end.
There was silence for a few seconds, broken only by the sounds of people still drinking and dancing. Diavolo and Barbatos looked at each other, having a conversation no one else could hear.
"I take it you rejected her proposition?"
Obviously.
You nodded and he cupped your face with a sad frown. Your heart skipped a beat.
"That's a pity, my love"
For a moment you moved away from him, too lost in your incredulity to answer or even acknowledge the crazy smile on the demoness's face, but, not even a second later, Diavolo brought you back to him and continued.
"She would've make a wonderful lady in waiting"
Huh?
"Wait, what?"
Both of you ignored the woman, who looked like she'd been slapped in the face with something rotten, which, in her mind, was probably accurate.
"I asked to serve you, my Lord, not the human..."
"Beware your words" interrupted Barbatos, his tail swishing behind him like a whip.
She stopped talking then, very obviously swallowing her opinions. Diavolo speaked again.
"By serving you, she'll serve me. Give her an opportunity to make you happy and, if she fails, we'll get rid of her"
What did he mean, get rid of her? You opened your mouth to ask, but he jerked his leg, making you jump. His smile was wide, but his eyes held a warning.
You decided to let it go.
"Okay"
Diavolo laughed as loud as he usually did, finally hugging you and ignoring both Barbatos's reprimanding glance and the demoness's sour expression.
But wait.
Wait.
He said 'lady in waiting'. Like... Uh...
Were you getting married?
Barbatos
'I'll be waiting in the classroom'
That's what his last message said.
And you'd never be dumb enough to reject that invitation. ¿Spending time with your boyfriend and eating his homemade cookies? Hell yeah!
You just had to be careful not to catch Beel's attention, avoiding the main hallways and hiding between the taller students, which were almost everyone.
By the time you finally arrived to the classroom (you got lost, but you'd never admit that to anyone), you were fairly sure all of your classmates had already gone home.
Alas, you were wrong.
Barbatos's figure was as composed as ever, but you knew him just enough to know how irritated he actually was. Were you this late? It was never your intention!
But no, no, that wasn't the root of the problem.
You knew her, kinda. Not personally, but you'd seen her a lot of times in the castle, cleaning plates in the kitchen or clearing up the table after one of Diavolo's dinner parties. She looked weird in the school's uniform instead of the one the maids used, but you guessed they too had to go to RAD, just like the brothers did.
So why did Barbatos look so uncomfortable?
Both of them stared at you when you entered, walking towards him while staring at her in search of an explanation.
"MC! You're finally here"
He smiled at you with candid eyes, discreetly holding your hand and restraining himself from kissing you in front of the girl, who cleared her throat to break the moment and grinned at Barbatos like you weren't there at all.
Foolish mistake if you'd ever seen one.
Your boyfriend frowned before turning in her direction, clearly giving her one last oportunity before kicking her out of there and reclaiming his alone time with you.
The girl purposely made herself meek, lowering her gaze as if making visual contact with him was too much, something you could totally understand.
"Master Barbatos, please, I'm begging you. I just wish to learn"
You raised your eyebrows and waited for his answer. Instead, she kept talking.
"I'll follow every one of your orders, sir, I promise" arms behind her back and body slightly swaying, you now understood why he was in the edge of snapping "The others don't appreciate you as much as I do. I'll be your best student"
He stared at her, you stared at her, she stared at him, batting her lashes with a weirdly fake innocent smile.
Her demeanor vanished when the Royal Butler spoke.
"I recomend you stop this nonsense at once" he finally said, breaking the uncomfortable silence "You're embarrassing yourself and Lord Diavolo's service's good reputation"
The poor maid gaped like a fish, although you weren't feeling bad for her.
You stayed behind him, closing the distance as much as possible while staring at her over his shoulder. If you ate a cookie now, would it be too much? He'd probably forgive you, but you'd rather not risk your chances.
"You will stay on cleaning duty as long as I say and you will stop the rumors that I know have been traveling all around the castle"
She lowered her gaze again, this time in submission and humiliation. His voice sounded venomous and you could swear the room's temperature dropped a few degrees. The air was still and smelled damped and rottening.
"If the gossip hasn't disappear by midnight, rest assured, I will make sure you keep your mouth fully shut"
The threat was clear in his words, something that shouldn't, but still surprised you. The maid trembled in response before bowing and running out the classroom.
You stared at the door in surprise, not turning around until he talked again.
"Do forgive me, my dear, but you know how much I dispise rats"
He sounded scarier than ever, letting his forked tongue slip between his teeth before he searched around the room, like he was trying to find more pests.
Then, he turned to you and smiled like nothing happened, holding a cookie to your mouth as the tips of his gloved fingers caressed your jaw.
"Let's forget about this ordeal, MC. After all, I saved these just for you"
Solomon
If there was something worse than feeling jealous, it was Solomon knowing you were jealous.
You thought you could catch a break, uh? Well, you couldn't be more wrong: your boyfriend knew the moment he saw you staring at that witch.
She was cute, you guessed? Nothing exceptional, but not hideous either. You wouldn't mind at all if not for the fact that she used her appearance like a nuclear weapon.
"Oh, you're so cute!" she'd told you once "I wish I was as cute as you!"
And at first you thought nothing of it. She was just being nice! A little weird about it, sure, but who wasn't weird in RAD?
Except, she wasn't looking at you when she said that, but, instead, at your boyfriend.
Of course, Solomon, unbothered as ever, was too engrossed in the cooking book he'd borrowed from the library to pay attention.
(Later that night you had to order takeout, but you were already counting on that).
The point was: she was trying too hard. You couldn't blame her, really, you dated Solomon for a reason; but still. She was getting on your nerves.
"I'm so dumb... I'll never get it! Solomon, can you help me with this?"
Opening a door with magic? Difficult? Yeah, right.
"I've never dated a human before... How is it, MC? I bet Solomon is a great boyfriend"
He has his moments.
"Solomon! Sit with me, I saved you a seat! Why? Oh, I concentrate better when you're here!"
Shit, could she concentrate at all?
"You're so powerful! You'll have to let me have him for a night, MC! He could teach me a couple of things..."
You closed your fist, staring at her with a frown while talking yourself out of mauling her across the table. You didn't need Lucifer's rants about impropriety and self restraint on top of all of this.
"MC and I have a lesson tonight" the sorcerer said with a polite smile, unusually kind eyes and an unreadable expression "Would you like to tag along?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes, lowering her gaze in embarrassment, although you weren't sure if she was really embarrassed.
"Could we hang out alone, tho? I don't want MC to see how dumb I am. They're so much better than me! I bet I need you more than they do!"
Well, you didn't need to study with her to know she was dumb as bricks.
You looked at Solomon, opening your eyes so much in bewilderment that even the insides of your cornea were getting dry. Not a second later he turned to you, smiling with mischief, and then you remembered who were you actually dating.
"It's either this or nothing. Be in Purgatory Hall at 6, we won't be waiting for you"
The witch quickly looked at you, frustrated at his words. It wasn't ideal, you knew, thirdwheeling your crush and his partner in a study date, but what else did she expect? Every other option was plain stupid.
"Okay"
She snorted, trying to hide the disgust and disappoinment without much success. Once she left you alone, swaying her hips and her ponytail, you punched Solomon in the arm and reveled in his pain.
"MC!! Relax!"
"Don't tell me to relax!"
You tried to choke him, but he hid his neck under his shoulders before you could lift yourself to reach him better. He knew you too well.
"MC, I have an idea! You'll like it, believe me!"
"Oh, really?"
"I swear!"
Once free from your attacks, Solomon avoided your eyes and stared at his hands. It took him a couple of seconds before he could look at you again, cheeks red, while he spoke from his heart.
"I couldn't care less about her attempts, MC, but she's obviously making you uncomfortable. I won't let this keep going if I can do something about it"
"But why did you invite her to our lesson, then?"
He laughed in a carefree manner, still blushing while he took your hands in his, looking at you like he was about to uncover a precious secret.
"As your teacher, I want you to explore your potential to the maximum"
His voice lowered to a whisper and you got closer to him, letting your body shiver when his breath caressed the skin of your neck.
"Say, MC, wouldn't you like to have your very own training dummy?"
Simeon
Oh, the privileges of being friends with the most powerful demons in the Devildom.
All you had to do was pout a little and act like you were miserable, missing the warmth of the sun and the familiar scenery of the human world. Of course, all of them knew you were exaggerating, but none would take the risk of actually making you sad.
So there you were, waiting for your drinks while Simeon sunbathed outside, sitting in one of those ornate metal chairs and writing some loose ideas for his next book in a napkin. After all, you'd be crazy if you ever went to the human realm without using the opportunity to have a date with your sweetheart of a boyfriend.
If not for the brightness of his suit, he would look like a college student from an old movie, all dreamy and focused in his own world.
And, apparently, you weren't the only one thinking that.
There were a group of girls outside the cafe, all of them young, maybe even fresh out of high school, staring at Simeon like he was some kind of celebrity. Maybe it was his angelic charisma? Maybe it was just his good looks? Whatever the reason, the girls seemed ready enough to conquer the world and they wanted to start with your boyfriend.
You studied your surroundings, realizing with an uncomfortable weigh in your chest just how busy the place was. There was no way you were getting your order in less than five minutes, even being the first in line, so the only thing you could do was wait and hope the girls wouldn't bother Simeon too much.
They stayed in a closed circle for a few moments until one of them finally dared to go and talk to him. She tried to sit in the second chair, but Simeon stopped her with a quick movement of his hand, probably saying he was saving it for you.
That made you laugh, but you were starting to get second hand embarrassment. You could tell she was trying hard to catch his attention, twirling her hair around her finger and hugging her waist to make her breasts look bigger.
You couldn't see Simeon's face, but, by the way he was scratching the paper, it was obvious he was losing focus on whatever he was previously writing, which would only make him irritated.
Fortunately, and rather rudely, the waitress finally gave you the styrofoam cups and immediately ignored you again, but you couldn't care less. The girl returned to her friends just as you stepped out of the cafe, letting you know part of what happened.
"He said he didn't know what part of him made him look interested in me" she snarled with a hint of hurt in her voice, trying to hide it with offense "That I should find someone that actually finds me entertaining"
Her friends gasped and you had to stop yourself from laughing. He wasn't usually that snappy, but she did interrupt his daydreaming.
"I don't even care what he thinks, he's just some dude! I can catch anyone I want, you know?"
Anyone but him, apparently, but the only thing her friends could do was agree.
Shaking your head and holding one drink in each hand, you stopped the eavesdropping and hurried towards him, leaning over his shoulder to kiss his cheek and smiling softly when he raised his hands to stroke your hair. He was warm from the sun, but he still curled close to you even after letting you sit next to him.
The girls audibly gasped at your actions, clearly offended by your presence as if Simeon would change his mind if they waited enough.
You couldn't bring yourself to pay them attention. Not when he was caressing your knuckles with such love in his touch and a feeling so deep in his eyes that it made your heart violently stop.
"So what were you writing?"
He smiled and eagerly showed you the napkin. By the time you turned around, the girls were already gone.
Tagging the party: @hello-gloomy @the-sassiest-toaster @hero-nii-blog @yourlocalyin @elaemae @eliciria @darkflowerav
Author's note:
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Simeon's part sucked the soul out of me (not in the good way), but at least it's well-written. Also, this will be the last part for now: I don't know Mephisto, Raphael or Thirteen enough, so they won't be in any of my posts (for now)
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Did I get inspired by the fact that I was all alone on Valentines day? Yes, so have something I made in my misery.
Mc: I live with seven VERY handsome men
Mc: meaning, I should have at least got something from them, BUT NOOoOooo
Mc: so I wasted a night of making chocolate for nothing!
Barbatos: oh Mc... have some more tea
Mc: *sob* Barbs, why does my love life suck?
Barbatos: *he know that the bros made chocolates for Mc but they were too scared to give it to them*
Barbatos: maybe next year my dear
Mc: *sob* yeah, maybe next year...
Diavolo: OH MC! Happy romantic feelings day!
Mc: *sob* Dia, it's called Valentines day
Diavolo: oh, then HAPPY VALENTINOS DAY
Mc: close enough... and thanks Dia.
Diavolo: have some chocolate and rose! Only the best for you!
Mc: ... you know barbs, I actually don't mind that I didn't get anything from them.
Barbatos: ...alright then. Shall I reserve a dinner for the two of you?
Diavolo: OOOOH, yes! I would like that! Mc, what do you think?
Mc: sure<3
Lucifer: where is Diavolo? *has come to give him the finished documents*
Barbatos: on a date
Barbatos: with Mc
Lucifer: ...oh.
Lucifer: *on the phone* Code red Mammon.
Mammon: *on the otherside of the call* on it boss!
Mammon: *yelling to the others* RELISE SATAN!
Satan: *demonic rampage*
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lovetei · 10 months
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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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the-great-chimera · 1 year
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Mc: * Angrily walks into the cult meeting, still groggy * WHO TF LEFT ME IN THE CAR-
*room full of cultists looks like thier making a deal with dia and luci*
Cultists: w-what...
Lucifer: mc go back to sleep, go back to the car we've got it covered.
Cultists: m-my lord did you bring us a sacrifice? Who is this ?
Lucifer: No, and if you ever refer to them as a sacrifice again, I'll flay the skin from your meat.
Mc: *still groggy and sleepy but angry* IT WAS 2 WHEN I FELL ASLEEP ITS NOW 7 , WHO TF LEFT ME IN THE CAR AND PUT IT IN DOGMODE.
Diavolo: mc it's okay, we're nearly done here anyway. You can go back to the car. Barbatos put sandwiches in a cooler in the center console.
Mc: *rubs their eyes and looks around *
Mc: I'm gonna go....but not because you told me too!
Mc: * turns around and leaves* sam..ich...
Cultists: my lords what the fuck?
Lucifer: that is our...uh...pet?
Diavolo:* nods* definitely pet
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catmadeofsalad · 3 months
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Lord Diavolo: Ah! MC! I'm glad you could make it!
MC: Me too. What did you call me over for?
Lord Diavolo: I just want to know how your doing.
MC: On a scale of Lucifer after a couple bottles of Demonus to Beel after he hasn't eaten in a day?
MC: I'm about an Asmodeus after someone breaking his eye shadow pallet.
Lord Diavolo: Oh my.
Barbatos: I'll schedule a vacation.
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angelsdemonsandhumans · 11 months
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Mc: Okay, whoever sits in this chair is gonna marry me!
All the brothers; ... *start fighting*
Mammon: THAT CHAIR IS MINE!!
Leviathan: NO WAY I'M GONNA LET YOU TOUCH IT!!
Asmodeus: *making his way to sit*
Lucifer: *grab the chair and makes him fall on the ground*
Mc: ...
Luke: haha look how hard are they fighting!
Mc: yeah- *the chair fall right back in front of them* ...oh-
The brothers doesn't get aware and keep fighting over the nothing:
Mc: ...
Diavolo: ..welp *jumps sit on the- fall down on the ground*
Barbatos: *silent gasp*
Simeon: *sit and cross his legs, with a tender smile* I apologize
Diavolo: ...
Barbatos: ...
The brothers: ...
Luke: ...
Mc: ...well I am not sad of the outcome!
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devildomwriter · 1 month
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Two Wrathful Demons
MC: *crying in their room under a blanket*
Satan: “MC! What’s wrong?”
MC: *shows Satan their phone*
Satan: *eye twitching*
[A Moment Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]
Satan: “Barbatos I need you to open a portal to the human world.”
Barbatos: “And what is your reason?”
Satan: “Hunting.”
Barbatos: “And you think I’d allow that.”
Satan: “They’re cyber bullying MC.”
Barbatos: “I see.”
Barbatos: “I shall be accompanying you then.”
Satan: “Good, let’s go.”
[Later at the House of Lamentation]
Satan: *knocking on MC’s door*
MC: “Come in!”
Satan: “You seem much happier? Is everything okay now?”
MC: “Yeah! They apologized and explained they were being emotional and taking it out on me. It’s nice to see people can admit their wrong, that rarely happens on the internet.”
Satan: *smiling knowing he’s the one who sent that message the bully is long gone*
Satan: “That’s wonderful. Let me know if they or anyone else crosses the line like that again.”
MC: “I will. Thanks for buying me icecream.”
Satan: *smiling* “Anything for you.”
[Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]
Diavolo: “My favorite dish! How delightful! Thank you Barbatos, you must be in a good mood today. May I ask what has you in such high spirits?”
Barbatos: “I simply had a bit of fun earlier.”
Diavolo: “Oh? I wish you’d invited me.”
Barbatos: “That certainly would’ve brought about the end of times.”
Diavolo: “What exactly did you do????”
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writing-by-mimi · 2 years
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Under the Royal Eyes
     Fandom: Obey Me
     Genre: Romance, Horror
     Pairing: Diavolo x GN!MC x Barbatos
     Chapter: 6 Of ?
     Summary:  Even something as pure as love can become twisted.
      Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.
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"Mc looks beautiful, Asmodeus. I know you agonized over everything, but you did really well. I... I think Mc would love it. Ya know." Levi couldn't take his eyes off of your face. It was odd. It would be the last time he ever saw this version of you. Immortalized in his mind. So still. Fragility so apparent in your final state. As silly as it was, he wondered if he should retire your game accounts...or give them to you now. He knew it was a stupid thought, but it mattered to him. It was one of his favorite things to do with you. Maybe later, once things calmed, he could see if you even still liked gaming... He just really wanted to share something with you.
     "Levi's right. Even the flowers are perfect. Mcs favorite." Belphie wiped a stray tear away. A bond between brothers was usually very helpful, but in moments like this, it hurt. Beelzelbub and Mammon had already said their goodbyes. He could still hear the two of them breaking down. Beel always tried to remain strong, level headed... but now it was his turn. To try and be the stability his brother needed. He could deal with it later... mourning you. It almost didn't feel right, as someone who had killed you before... it felt like he wasn't allowed to be sad now. He knew you would say that it was stupid. Encourage him to do whatever he felt like he had to do to feel better. He just hoped after everything, you would be atleast somewhat like yourself...
     "It's not enough." He whispered. "They did so much...for all of us. I'll never be able to repay that." He smoothed your hair again. The breeze had moved it a bit. You deserved so much more. Even in death. Your funeral should have been lavish, instead it was just him and his brothers. You, in a simple casket. Buried in a grove where the House of Lamentation rested before it was moved to the Devildom... it should have been so much more.
     Lucifer and Satan stood between the two groups. Arms crossed, watching their family mourn. "I hate that we aren't strong enough to just take Mc away from it all." Satan whispered.
     "As do I." Lucifers eyes resting on your coffin. "They went out of their way to assure me that Mc would not face the same fate. I dispise the fact that all I am able to do is hope it turns out as they say. I even threatened to beat them in Lord Diavolos office." A weak broken laugh left his lips.
     "Well, I can't say that doesn't delight me." Satan's eyes watching as Beel and Mammon cried into eachothers shoulders. He hated this. He wasn't good at comfort. He would rather take his brothers and break things. To release all of his rage, and theirs too, for you. But now they needed this. To mourn. To cry. To feel grief of this version of you being laid to rest. He could do nothing, other than watch them, and be there if they needed his shoulder as well. He could do that, although it didn't seem enough.
    
     "Where are the brothers?" Worry in your voice.
     "They had business that needed tended to." Barbatos bowed as he entered your open door. You had been alone for an hour so far, not wanting to rush you getting to know your room.
      "But... I'm safe with them." Your voice shaky. Taking a few steps back until you felt something hit the back of your legs, causing a yelp to leave you as you turned. It had only been the bed.
     "Count. Count them. One, two, three. One, two, three." Your legs collapsed as you began to hyperventilate.
      Diavolo quickly made his way to you, along with Barbatos. "You are alright, Darling. You do not need to count." The butlers gloved hand tilting your chin up. Your eyes were wild with fear, lost in a memory you didn't grasp. "Darling, you are safe now." Lucifer was right, they never should have approached it the demon way. It had left you in such a state... it transcended death itself and would be with you forever.
     Standing abruptly, you faced the bed and undid your bottoms, bending over the bed, revealing yourself to the two men. "Don't pretend. Don't lie. I'm virginal in this body. You want nothing more than to play with me. So do it. Get it over with, Barbatos. Fuck me like before. Make me cum while I cry. I felt your cock twitch inside of me when I cried."  Hands reaching to spread yourself open now, tears falling from your eyes, "Do I need to cry harder? Perhaps you made a deal, maybe Diavolo gets to take me first in this form. Do you owe him that?"
     "Mc, stop." Diavolos voice was shaky. Even though you weren't yourself, the temptation to slide his cock into your new hole made him hard. You weren't ready for this, he reminded himself. "It will pass. Just... please, get off of the bed." The sight of you so ready and willing making his heart race.
      "You're both so hard. So do it. The brothers aren't here. They can't stop you anyway."
     Barbatos swallowed hard and made a move to pull up your bottoms. He didn't expect your hand to graps his wrist and press his gloved hand to your exposed flesh. "Would it help you if I begged you to stop? Is that what it takes?"
     In a swift motion, the butler removed his hand and your hands from yourself, reaching for your bottoms he yanked them up quickly.
      "Maybe I should summon the brothers. They could satisfy me." You rolled over on the bed, propped up by your elbows. Bottoms on, but still open.
      "You will do no such thing." Diavolo growled.
      "Or what? You'll kill them? You already killed some of my friends, what's a couple more? Maybe I could hate you even more."
     "Mc, that is enough!" His voice echoing in your bare room.
     Slipping two fingers into your mouth you took them as far as possible. Sliding them out slowly you smiled to Diavolo, "This body doesn't gag." Sliding yourself off of the bed, you sat on your knees, mouth open wide, staring at Diavolo.
      You were driving him wild. Such open invitation to fuck you how he pleased. On your knees, begging with your eyes to have his cock in your mouth once again. Feeling his cock twitch in his pants, he tore his eyes from you with a growl. "Mc, stand up."
     Barbatos closed your bottoms, a whimper leaving your lips. "Don't you want me? You told me I'm beautiful. That you wanted me so desperately. Why don't you want me?!"
      The two men stood in shock. Was this... a normal response? You had been so upset when they showed you how much they loved you before. You hadn't been able to handle it. You would definitely not be able to handle it now... but now, as they did their best to hold onto reason and not walk the same destructive path, it upset you. Why? Shouldn't you be happy?
      "Unloveable." Your arms wrapped around yourself. "I'm so dirty and unlovable that even monsters won't take me."
      The sobs that left your body made Barbatos's stomach twist. Deep inside of yourself you felt so used from what they had done. You had been reaching out in a twisted way to try and quell that worry. Throwing yourself at them so that maybe you would feel like you weren't used. Dirty. To feel that you were loveable...
     Your sobs slowly faded as they let you cry. Both unsure of what to do. Diavolo wanted to leave, but leaving you in such a state...his heart couldn't bare it.
      After a few minutes, Diavolo approached you, sitting down cross legged besides you. Slowly taking your hand he let out a sigh. "You aren't not, dirty. You are not unlovable." His words caught in his throat. "Had I known it would wound you this deeply..." His deep voice full of regret. "I am so sorry, Darling."
     Digging. Something physical. Something to help quell the burning inferno in his heart. Slam the shovel in to the dirt pile. Throw it in the hole gently. Asmodeus worked so hard to make sure you were pretty, he wouldn't take that from you. Slam the shovel in, scatter it gently. Satan found it therapeutic. Stabbing the dirt, imagining the prince and the butlers faces. Scooping out thier eyes and leaving it in the hole with you. So they would forever witness what they had done to you. He shoveled until Mammons hand on his shoulder drew him from his thoughts.
     "Your digging up the ground now... have been for about thirty seconds." His voice was ragged. "We're gonna plant flowers on their grave, so it's okay." He cleared his throat.
     Every seed just reminded them of everytime they failed you.
     After about fifteen minutes of the two of them holding your hands on the floor, you had calmed. Breath still shaking, but no longer sobbing and crying.
     "Would you like to rest?" Barbatos's voice was soft, calm. It was enough to pull you from your stupor in the silent room. How had you gotten to the floor? You had such a headache.
     Looking to both the men, it scared you. Their faces holding worry. "Did I do something bad?"
      "No, Darling." Barbatos pet your hair gently. "You just gave us a bit of a fright. Perhaps you didn't eat enough at dinner."
     "I'm safe?"
     Diavolo couldn't answer. It would just scare you. The honest truth being that if it had persisted... he wasn't sure if he would be able to stop himself. You didn't need to hear that. You wouldn't even know what he was referring too.
     "Yes. You are safe, Darling. We are watching over you until the brothers business is complete. Probably just a few more hours. Would you like to eat while we look through catalogs to pass the time?"
     "For my room?" Your smile bright, as if you hadn't just slipped into whatever the fuck that was. Diavolo thought you were reliving memories, but you had been lucid, asking questions... just like in his chambers... Part of your consciousness was there. That was for sure. How much you would completely have once you put yourself together, he wasn't sure. He just hoped they could prove they weren't such monsters as you regarded them, before that time.
     "Yes." Diavolo answered, "Barbatos will go to the kitchens and grab something, along with the catalogs."
      "I will be back shortly, my love." He gave your hand a gentle squeeze before standing.
      "I don't have any money to buy anything though." A dejected look on your face.
     "You don't need money, that is what I am for. All of my material wealth is yours, my Sweet. Anything your heart desires from those catalogs I will have by tomorrow evening."
      "Is that ok?" It didn't seem like it. It wasn't yours. You didn't want to be a thief.
     "I encourage you to spend my money. Even if it is on simple trinkets. If it brings a smile to your face, it is well worth every Grimm to me."
     Cheeks heating again, you looked away from Diavolo. "Thank you. For letting me buy stuff. I promise I won't by alot."
      "Well, I know you will need a TV, and the latest gaming consoles. Leviathan loves gaming, I bet he would love to teach you how to play games. A bookshelf. Satan loves reading. You and he would talk about the books you would read at the same time."
     "Do you know which ones I read? Satan might not like reading something again because I forgot..." a sad smile on your lips.
    Diavolo gently took a finger and tilted you face to his, "My Darling, Satan would read every book outloud to you in the royal library if you asked him too. I don't think he will mind. Besides good books deserve a second read through. He would tell you that himself."
     It helped ease your nerves a bit, but his finger still held your eyes to his.
     "You are absolutely gorgeous. Inside and out. Any of us would do what we could to make you happy. Please do not feel shy about asking."
     "Why does my face heat up when you and Barbatos say nice things? Am I broken?"
     Oh fuck, you were so adorable. Diavolo let out a laugh. "You are hardly broken, my dear. It is called a blush. When people say things or do something, it can happen."
     "Blushing. Not broken." You smiled up to him. "My accident... I don't know what happened, but an accident is something you didn't mean to happen, so as my friends, I want to forgive you. Everyone tells me your trustworthy, and I trust them." You continued to smile.
      How could you say that to him? After everything... you didn't even know what was done to you, and you were choosing to forgive... "Mc, don't you want to know what you are forgiving me for?"
     "Does it matter?"
     "As much as I would like to say it doesn't, I can not. What I did to you, all of it, one day you will know the entirety of it. I can only hope you are as willing to forgive me then, as you are now." He cupped your cheek.
     "Was it really really bad? Or just kinda bad?" You were so confused. It couldn't have been that bad, right? Everyone had told you that they were your lovers. That you could trust them.. Lovers didn't do mean things to eachother on purpose.
     "It was... it was terrible. Far beyond really really bad." Sometimes he hated his honesty.
      If it was so bad, why had the brothers told you to trust them? They wouldn't lie...right? You were safe with them. But before, your heart had told you that you weren't safe. The brothers told you it was okay. That you were safe and could trust the two.
     It happened so fast. Like flashes of lightening behind your eyes. Horrific images. Maybe you were seeing things, but it felt so real. Pain in your swimsuit zone, Diavolo with an odd look on his face, touching himself as you cried. Something rubbing you harshly making you feel nice while you kept crying. The happy smiles on their faces as you cried, an unreadable emotion stabbing your chest.
     Was it... was it real? There was so much you couldn't remember, so much they had told you that you may never remember because they moved your soul. It felt like a memory. Choppy, out of place. Out of order? ...but still a memory... your soul would hold certain things. They told you that. Remembering too much too fast was bad.
    Hands around your neck, squeezing so harshly. Belphegor. Choking you until it went dark. You had died.
     A strong hand on the back of your neck, screaming, "You will know your place!"  Begging Barbatos to help you as Diavolo drowned you. Twenty-five under, three up. The cold was dying.
     The brothers told you to trust them. One of them had killed you before. He never even said sorry! ...and you trusted them.
     It made you feel sick. The men you trusted, relied on... all of them liars. Enablers. Helping to keep you here after knowing what you suffered.
     They had seen you, embracing your own body. They knew.
     Yet they told lies. Told you that you would be safe with them, as if it would erase what happened?! Telling you such lies, to keep you calm while Barbatos and Diavolo tried to regain trust. To be 'lovers' to you in your unsuspecting state.
     It was cruel, but what else should you expect from demons?
     "Mc, are you alright?" The butler had returned.
     "Please don't act like you care." Your voice was small, tired. "Just drop the act. Play with me how you want. You don't care, the brothers don't care...why should I? You told me there was no way out if all if this. You were right. I'm in a body that's not my own, and it will just continue. Over and over again." You began to unbutton your top, Barbatos's gloved hand reaching to stop you. You didn't bother to pull away. What was the point?
     "Mc...it's just a memory, it will pass." Diavolo looked away from you. "It'll be over soon, you won't remember. You're safe here with us."
      Removing Barbatos hand, you continued, "I know it's a memory, Lord  Diavolo." You spat. "You made sure I would always have it. That I would never forget my place." You slipped the dress shirt down your shoulder while you began to undo your bottoms. "Under you and Barbatos while you take your selfish delights from my suffering. Bent over crying, that's where I belong."
     "Mc, stop, your just having memories, it'll pass." Barbatos began to button your shirt.
    Pushing him away, you slid your bottoms off, ripping open the dress shirt, buttons flying. "No I'm not, Barbatos. Memories are in your head. This is real. After this moment passes, it will be a memory. I can keep it with the others."
     "Oh, fuck." Diavolo whispered as he held your face in his hands, eyes searching yours. You didn't look lost like the other times. This was it, this was you actually remembering... "I'm so sorry, Darling. Never again. It will never happen again."
     "Please stop acting like you care." You moved his hand from your face, down to your chest, "Just get it over with."
     "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"
     Turning back to the door, you could see the brothers piling in. "It's what all of you wanted. What all the lies were for. To be a personal whore to the Prince and his butler. I'm simply accepting my place. After all, I'm safe here with you, right?" Tears began to streak down your face. "I can trust them. That's what you kept telling me, right? Why would people I love lie to me?!"  Throwing yourself forward, you connected your lips with the princes.
     You found yourself being pushed back roughly, Diavolo gasping as his grip was tightening on your biceps. "That's enough, Mc."
     "What, can't get it up unless you watch Barbatos hit me? Drag me across the floor? Or is it that I'm not begging for him to stop? Is that it?" You struggled against his grip, when that failed, you spat into his face.
     "Mc, please...just stop." Leviathans voice was small, pleading.
      "You lied to me." Sobs now shaking your form. "Each and every one of you lied to me. You said I was safe while you handed me over to them. Told me we were lovers, when all Ive ever been, and ever will be, is a glorified whore, and you know it!" You screamed. "You saw what happened to me... Lie after lie, after lie that I was safe, when you knew damn well what they did to me! That I'll never be safe here!" You continued to cry, this was it. This was your life. Surrounded by men who pretended to care. "I hate you. I hate all of you."
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koolades-world · 4 months
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Powerful men
oh my god the fact that any of the brothers and datables could ruin the lives of anyone who wrongs you is so hot to me
the idea of the pure power and influence they hold used just used for little old me instead of something actually productive makes me weak in the knees
if you go down the list, each of them is terrifying in their own way and you have them wrapped around your finger
Lucifer is Diavolo’s right hand man and single handed manages so many things, including six of his brothers that are all very power demons
Mammon has influence over everything money
Levi is Hell’s Admiral
Satan was literally birthed from Lucifer’s rage and has connections in every part of the Devildom
Asmo is not only famous as the avatar of lust, but also online meaning he has a horde of crazy dedicated fans and man’s greater weakness at his disposal
Beel is a beefcake of a man and will eat anything without flinching, including almost you
Belphie rules the dreamworld and arguably had the least amount of restraint among his brothers
Diavolo is literally the next in like to be king and has an inconceivable amount of grim at the tips of his fingers
Barbatos can alter time, space, and any destiny at will with something as simple as a thought and hand movement
Solomon has 46(? don’t remember exactly how many) demons in a pact with him including Barbatos and Asmo and is a very powerful sorcerer
Simeon has the influence of an angel and the power of all that is heavenly on his side, as well as Lucifer
all it takes is for one of them to find out, then the fate of whoever wronged you has been sealed. I like to think it’s a collaborative effort
the demon that made fun of you in RAD mysteriously vanished, that thorn in your side at your part time job is suddenly much nicer, and that one rude hairstylist at your favorite salon is fired for some reason
it’s so insane how all of them are likely willing to go that far for a human that was chose at random for an exchange program that wasn’t meant to last more than a year
the writing potential is endless
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harunayuuka2060 · 2 months
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Trey, Cater, Jamil, and Rook: *watching MC negotiate with Barbatos through the magic circle they have drawn*
MC: Come on, Barb! One vacation wouldn't hurt anyone!
Barbatos: MC, you are asking for the prince of Devildom to be with you in another world where you have been trapped.
MC: Not anymore? I could travel back and forth from here and there.
Barbatos: Could you travel back to the human world though?
MC: ...
MC: I can't. I don't know why, but I can't set foot back into the human world.
Barbatos: See? That's why I can't take the risk of sending the young master.
MC: ...
MC: He would have a lot of workload to stay behind if he goes on a vacation, doesn't he?
Barbatos: Yes. If I'm being honest, it has been doubled since the day you disappeared.
MC: I'll do the half.
Barbatos: What?
MC: I'll do the half.
Barbatos: Tempting, but still no.
MC: I'm losing patience here, Barb. I'll do the half- Or heck I'll do all of them and get Dia and kidnap you and force you to take a motherfucking vacation.
Barbatos: ...
Diavolo: Let's divide it equally among us three. *talking about him, Lucifer, and MC*
MC: Okay. But I'm still kidnapping that butler.
Barbatos: ...
Barbatos: *chuckles* Oh dear. Alright. You've won.
Diavolo: *happy Dia noises* I'll see you later, my beloved!
Barbatos: Yes. See you too, MC.
*The connection ended.*
Cater: ...
Cater: Okay. That was hot.
Jamil: The Prefect?
Cater: Yes. A partner who's willing to take over your workload just so you can get a vacation? The hottest thing, really.
Trey: *chuckles*
Rook: It's fascinating to witness such a lovely poly-relationship!
Trey: I see you taking notes, Rook.
Rook: *chuckles*
Ace, Deuce, and Sebek: *seeing Diavolo and Barbatos*
Sebek: Hmph! Waka-sama is still the most handsome of them all!
Ace: ...
Ace: Damn tiddi-
Deuce: *whacks his head*
MC: ...
Diavolo: Are these your friends, my beloved?
MC: Yes. I would say the closest ones.
Barbatos: MC, I've brought all the documents that need to be signed and assessed.
MC: Alright. Good thing Lucifer built me an office to take care of that.
Diavolo: I'll help you.
MC: No. I'm taking care of this. You and Barbatos, use this moment to relax.
Ace: No wonder you got your husbands.
Deuce: I wish I could find someone like you.
Sebek: Human! Stay away from Waka-sama!
MC: ...
MC: Sebek, seriously?
Barbatos: Ah. It seems you have no lover in this world. *smiles*That's good. You didn't cheat.
MC: Is that why you made things difficult for me earlier?
Barbatos: You disappeared on our date.
MC: ...
MC: Fair enough.
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zephyrchama · 2 months
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We know that Lucifer is canonically the only character that's said the F word in Obey Me!. Nobody else has outright sworn. (I know the others say stuff that gets censored and it's primarily for legal/content reasons but hear me out.)
We also know Lucifer has cast curses during events so that nobody remembers what he (and his brothers in multiple instances) looks like shirtless/naked or as a dame.
Is it possible that at some point Lucifer cursed MC to be a pure cinnamon roll, unable to hear the other characters' constant swearing? Cursed to only converse like life is a PG13 movie while everyone is actually incredibly vulgar.
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celestialrealms · 2 months
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Protect them. This is a threat.
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