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asmosmainhoe · 5 months

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Hi! I really enjoy reading your writings 🥺💕 If it's alright with you, may I request a headcanon for an idol MC who performs the song named "Nobody Knows" by "Kiss of Life" exceptionally well in a RAD event or something? I'd love to see the brothers' reaction especially that dance steps around 0:44 to 0:55 seconds (pre-chorus) 😆 Thank you so much! 💓

Thank you, love!

It makes me so happy to hear that you like my posts🤗

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MC performs Nobody Knows by Kiss of Life

Note: This can also be used for any dance performance really

Gender: neutral

Warnings: heavy language

Lucifer

That music direction absolutely isn't his cup of tea and he also isn't sure why Diavolo agreed to this performance for such an important event, but here he is

Lucifer has listened to the song when you suggested it, but he hasn't seen the choreography yet

He knows that you like to dance from time to time, but has never watched you until now

The beginning doesn't quite catch him until you get to the part before the chorus. That's when he raises his eyebrows and nods slightly in appreciation

While the performance goes on he's tapping his foot to the beat and if anyone calls him out on it he will pretend nothing ever happened

Diavolo was more than right to assign you this role. All doubts Lucifer had during the organization vanished into thin air

Mammon

Founder of the MC fanclub so of course he's in the front row cheering you on

You didn't allow him to watch you practice the choreography, because you wanted it to be a surprise

In this moment he's way more than thankful for you keeping him away. This way your talent hits him harder than it would have

I feel sorry for the demons who are standing around him to be honest. Every single one is being crushed in a headlock while Mammon yells "ARE YA SEEING MY HUMAN"

I swear, he's so loud that you can hear him over the music without any problems

When you're done be prepared to get crushed by his hug

Leviathan

He's an absolute expert and most definitely helped you choose the song and learn the dance

During practice Levi tried to stay serious and composed, but nothing could stop him from turning into a tomato while watching your movements. It only got worse the longer it went on

Of course the practice is nothing compared to the real deal and he really thought he was mentally prepared for it

Wrong

Levi temporarily forgets where he is and that he is supposed to cheer you on. He even brought light sticks in your favorite color, dammit!

The demons around him pushing him around snap him out of his trance and he starts passionately waving his sticks around

If he hasn't fallen for you yet then he sure did now

Satan

There are actually some kpop songs that he likes and even listens to, but he's nearly not as knowledgeable as Levi

He has seen you dance here and there, but it's nowhere near the real deal since you didn't really put the same passion into the times he watched you

So naturally the performance stun locks him in place with his mouth wide open. No one better tease him about it or else they'll meet their demise

Satan isn't holding back with compliments and praises after you're done

He wasn't sure if he liked the song when you first showed it to him, but it's now one of his favorites

Asmodeus

When it comes to cheering you on Asmo is on the same level as Levi and Mammon

Obviously he doesn't scream from the top of his lungs like those two, but he's definitely in the front row with light sticks so you can easily spot him

Just like Levi he helped you learn and remember the moves so he knows the choreography by heart

During the dance he's mimicking your movements, but it's toned down by a lot. He doesn't want to accidentally smack someone in the face

Your success fills him with so much pride that it even rivals Lucifer

Beelzebub

Honestly, he couldn't care less for the event. He's mainly here for the food and you

During your practice hours he usually sits close by and eats or works out so he's very well aware of how talented you are

As I said before, it's still always so different seeing you do it all on stage though

The proud grin on his face reaches from one ear to another and Beel is so distracted that he even forgets about the snacks he brought

After you're done he's greeting you with the biggest hug ever and provides you with food and drinks. You obviously need that considering how much you moved on stage

Belphegor

The man didn't even wanna show up to the event. It sounded too much of a hassle

Beel then told he you would be on stage and all the exhaustion and laziness left his body immediately

Belphie hates big crowds. Especially when they're this loud, but he soon realizes it's all worth it when he sees you dance

He actually wanted to record it, but he's way too lost in you right now to remember anything

Everytime he closes his eyes from now on he sees you up there on that stage and he falls asleep with a smile on his lips

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aballadforbarbatos · 9 months

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Obey Me! Crushes on Social Media

includes the dateables as well as the brothers, so i'm adding a cut because it feels pretty long. the "social media" in question is just dewitter (twitter) and devilgram (instagram) because that's the socials i know the most about using :)

i was tempted to come up with some demon version of linkedin for lucifer though LOL

does lucifer own social media? devilgram doesn’t count, he can’t anonymously post about his inner feelings there. vague tweets (deweets?) about you. so vague that he’ll show you later and you’ll be like “what the hell this sounds more like one of your brothers than me. nice hair today? are you talking about asmo?”

mammon WISHES he could relate. mammon tweets about you every five seconds that’s how bad he is over you. lives in the same house as you and couldn’t send you a single friend request on anything, OR follow you first

leviathan is JUST as bad as mammon, please do not point it out to him. has no friends but if they ever stumbled across his dewitter account they’d KNOW who it is. it’s not fair that mammon can spend so much time with you and it’s not suspicious. you looked so pretty today. and yesterday. and you will forever and ever and he knows this because it’s you.

satan takes a picture of you and writes a cute little book quote that he thinks describes you perfectly. he shows you the post, all ready to hit send- you laugh and hit the button for him. it becomes kind of a joke between you, except that he’s dead serious, scouring through books for the perfect line for his perfect person. all his followers think he’s in a relationship with you, and he’s not about to say otherwise.

asmodeus has his personal devilgram account, but he definitely has a second account dedicated to fashion. you’re forced to model more and more outfits so that he can post them. definitely puts things like “look at MY pretty model” in the captions. he already has enough problems with his brothers, he doesn’t need other demons snooping around you too.

beelzebub doesn’t mess around. he doesn’t outright tell you either though- for obvious reasons. for every post you make he’s the first like and the first comment- although it’s typically riddled with typos since he’s normally eating when you post. he doesn’t really pay attention to his own social media accounts, but he never ever fails to pay you a compliment or well wish, even when he’s in the middle of something important. if only you took it as something beyond being a good friend.

belphegor- social media who? he HAS it, technically. it’s drier than australia and there are definitely cobwebs on his page, visible or not. the last post was also his first post: "..." if he ever makes a second post, it'll be when he wakes up and can't get back to sleep. upon posting “mc.” he finds he’s already drifting off, back to the sweet embrace of dreams and rest.

barbatos tweets “going through it” and then nothing else when he has a crush on you. rts it every once in a while when the pining gets particularly bad. once he typed out “GOING THRU IT” but never sent it. tweets “got through it” when the crush leaves him (never) or you pick him.

diavolo starts a “fan-page” of you. takes at least ten pictures of you every time you’re together and says that it’s for his fan-page on devilgram. the first time you heard this you were like “weird, but definitely not the weirdest thing that’s happened to me here! you do you boo <3”. fan-page of you- for who? nobody but him.

simeon is AWFUL with technology. it truly is a miracle that he manages to use devilgram. nonetheless, he does his best, and is always taking photos and posting them, typically with the caption "i thought you might like this :) @/mc". you respond eagerly, and at least one demon tries to remind you two that this can be a conversation in dms. neither of you pay attention to this reminder, and simeon invites you to the place that he took the picture. he later posts a picture of you lightly kissing his cheek. the demons become on very high alert after that.

solomon isn't subtle. "me, myself and mine" is the caption when he posts a picture of you and him together, and he tags every single demon brother and the royals and simeon, just for good measure. you laugh it off and comment "mine :)" underneath it. solomon gets a target on his back for an entire week before you clarify it was just a joke. this cycle repeats every couple of months as he tries to get more and more flirty comments out of you- when you post a picture of you kissing him with the caption "now shut up", he does. it's almost like an act of god.

bonus: LUKE only really has devilgram. he was worried about an "age limit" and it took diavolo, simeon, and barbatos to reassure him. lucifer tried to help but it just made everything worse. you're the first comment on all of his devilgram posts. any time you're not, you're apologising profusely, and he says it's all the demon brothers' fault, and you say yes it's all the demon brothers' fault. and then you spend the entire afternoon at purgatory hall. solomon takes great joy in rubbing this in their faces.

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fullofbees · 1 year

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Camera Exposure

Lucifer has a rule against taking his picture for a reason. When you violate the rule, he makes sure to show you just how exposing it can be.

TW: Extremely Dubious Consent, Non-Consensual Voyeurism, Non-Consensual Exhibitionism, Spit, Spanking, Hair Pulling

Word Count: 3,882

»»----------► Reader is Female

Tonight was a rare occasion. Fingers dig into your hips, lazily guiding your hips up and down. Whispered praises fall from Lucifer’s lips with each drag of your cunt along his cock, his head falling back against the pillow.

No talons, horns, or fangs. No ropes, whips, or chains. He was too exhausted, too stressed from unspecified work from Diavolo that you practically had to drag him to bed. Undoing the buttons to his uniform, you complimented his dedication to the future King, to his brothers, and to you. Hands brush against his smooth skin as they slide underneath the fabric of his shirt, your affirmations stroking his ego and stoking the flames of his Pride.

He kisses the top of your head once you pull his belt from his waist, his fingers finding the underside of your chin to pull your gaze to his. You smile, soft and sweet, telling him that tonight is about him.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” you punctuate with a kiss to his knuckles, “Let’s take our time tonight.”

You're surprised at how quickly he had settled into this variation on his role; no less dominant than before, but much more indulgent in what you were willing to give. He’s taken every teasing grind, kiss, and touch without complaint, a far cry from the demon that is able to control your body without a single spell. A sinful shade of pink blooms across his face and down his neck where it meets the red lines your nails etched into his chest. His eyes are shut tight, soft pants welcoming you with every thrust.

Even in the throes of passion, he always managed to be handsome. Elegant. Bewitching. Dare say… angelic. Truly a rare sight indeed.

You wish there was a way to capture this moment forever, to have a keepsake of the time when you saw Lucifer at his most peaceful, and under your mercy no less. But, if the numerous times Mammon has ended up dangling from the ceiling, and the very clear verbal threats from Lucifer are anything to go by, pictures of your darling demon are forbidden. A nasty punishment would surely be your fate, not the fun kind he normally subjected you to in his bed, but an arduous lecture where you will more likely die from old age before ever seeing its end.

Still… one little photo couldn’t hurt, right? It’s not like you would be so brazen as to set it as your screensaver. No, it would only be for you.

Brushing a few stray hairs away from your face and shifting your legs ever so wider, it’s almost embarrassing how easily your body bends to accommodate his impressive stature. Almost. Pressed chest to chest, his skin feels like fire, engulfing you with what felt like the embers of the Devildom itself. No fire raged as intensely as he did, yet no love could be as radiant. A perfect union between celestial glory and the impervious demon you knew him as now.

His hands slip to your thighs, cabernet nails decorating half moons on your body. Eyes crack open with your change in position, always curious and eager to thwart the tricks up your sleeve. You press your lips to his, hopefully hiding your true intentions with the guise of human adoration.

It’s often that you wonder if he misses it. Heavenliness. You’ve never seen what Lucifer, The Morning Star, Lightbringer, looked like. Simeon delighted you with stories of the angel he knew, Michael’s right-hand man, and how, angel or demon, Lucifer never stopped fretting over his brothers. You knew angels often had to quell human anxieties with “Be not afraid”, but if the angel was supposedly more magnificent than his demon self, you cannot understand why they’d be afraid.

Of course, now you understand why humans trembled with fear. If a man with four inky black wings and serpentine horns appeared before you without prelude, you’d cry too. That’s why you try, even when his abyssal rage swirls around him, to lavish praise and tribute upon him. Devildom may be home to him now, but there’s always a doubt about how comfortable he feels away from the purpose he was created for. You kiss your human infatuation, weakness, and worship into him every chance you can. Perhaps, this way, you feel like home to him.

You have him right where you want him. Eyes slip back shut as he basks in your devotion, but your gaze is focused on where your D.D.D sits on the bedside table. As careful as you can manage with his cock hitting just right where you need it, your hand reaches out for your phone. Once in your grasp, your lips part from his, but you still pepper kisses to his nose, forehead, and cheeks. Your plans would be ruined if he opened his eyes, but the privacy of his bedroom is one of the few places where your love doesn’t need to be tamed, so the kisses serve their purpose of distraction and freedom.

With a soft moan, you return to your original position, hand pushing your phone into the mattress as you return to fucking him in earnest.

A breathy, “fuck,” falls from his lips. Your own groans and pants resume, shaky hands unlocking your D.D.D and opening the camera, eyes darting between him and the screen.

Just a… little more… Your thumb hovers over the button as the camera shifts into focus. You’re so close.

The shutter sounds.

In an instant, the phone is snatched from your grip, wrist locked in the bruising grip of his other hand.

“What,” he grits, “do you think you’re doing?”

“Luci, it’s not what you - Oh!” He silences you with a knock of your hands against the headboard. You’re under him now, his imposing shadow growing as the wings unfurl from his back and horns twisting towards the ceiling. Talons cut sharp into your skin now, and fangs glint dangerously within his snarl.

“Did Mammon put you up to this?"

"No! Lucifer, please, just let me explain!" You push against his hold despite knowing that such action is futile. His hand constricts tighter. His gaze sharpens, a silent threat to stay still.

"Our night was going splendidly, dear," he sighs wistfully, "So you better have a good excuse for ruining it."

You visibly gulp, staring up into the inferno that blazed in his eyes. "Y-you looked so peaceful, so relaxed... I'd never seen you like that before..."

"You're right," he says, "It's almost impossible to relax when your brothers and a meddling human cause endless trouble."

A stinging sensation burns in your chest at that comment, reverberating in the hollows of your ribcage. Still, you muster the strength to keep your face relatively neutral and summon the last shred of your confidence.

"I wanted to remember you like that," you whimper, "I never wanted to forget this night."

"Who are you to say this was the last time?"

"It's not the last time, but that's the point, Luci, that it was the first. I wanted- a souvenir, I guess- of the first time I made you feel like that."

It doesn't matter what kind of being answered your prayer, but you thank them nonetheless as his hands release their grip. A huff of annoyance escapes him as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Placing your hands against the mattress, you carefully push yourself up to be sitting against the headboard.

"What am I going to do with you?" Lucifer mutters, his hand sliding to his chin in contemplation.

"What do you mean?"

Lucifer leans in close to you, his hand finding your chin and tilting your face up to meet his. Your noses bump together, a sly smile replacing the snarl. "Have you always been this selfish? Or have my brothers and I been corrupting you?"

Brows knit in confusion, you ask, "Selfish?"

His mouth follows your jaw down to your neck, humming against your skin. "Yes, selfish. Wanting pictures of me under your control is selfish, is it not?"

You want to roll your eyes at whatever new game he has decided you'll play, but end up moaning instead as his teeth sink into your neck. His tongue lavishes over the bite after, soothing the redness that gathers. Heat sparks in your lower abdomen again, reminding you of the bliss you had been in merely moments ago before your little stunt. Knowing the demon before you, it wouldn't be a surprise if he left you hot and bothered for the remainder of the night. He was a sadist through and through, particularly when it came to stubborn-headed you. Each time you held out, taking every bite, scrape, bruise, and denial of pleasure as proof of your worth to him. That is what made it all the more satisfying when you finally broke, crying and pleading for him to touch you, to kiss you, to fuck you. You knew whatever punishment he decided to deliver would leave you a needy mess, begging to be used like the cockslut you are.

His hand abandons your chin, trailing down your body until he reaches your clit and pinches the bundle of nerves between his fingers. "Answer me."

The pain makes you cry out, thighs tensing together, his hand trapped between. The following pleasure, however, has you rolling your hips into his touch, searching for more friction. "Luci- Lucifer, please," you mewl with wavering breath.

"Do not," he warns as his other hand, which had been holding your D.D.D., drops the phone against the mattress. He places it against your right knee, forcing it down and away to expose your cunt to him again, "Do not make me repeat myself."

You take in a shuddering breath before speaking. "Can you blame me for being selfish? Seeing you like that did wonders for my pride..."

He laughs, the deep baritone so sweet to your ears that you hope it's the first sound to greet you when you die.

"I suppose you are forgiven..." Forgiven by an angel turned demon, what luxury has befallen you. "But you still must face your punishment."

With that, he easily slips two fingers into your core. You whine, head falling back as his thumb traces brutal circles on your clit.

Being one of the most powerful devils grants Lucifer the ability to see the soul of any human he wishes. It is easily his favorite thing to watch about you, how it reacts to the events you find yourself in. Right now, it seems as if your soul is winding in on itself as the pressure builds in your body, each twist becoming tighter as your muscles tense. As his fingers set a steady pace, he watches your soul pulse in sync with your fluttering heart, the energy of your pleasure crackling and sparkling, waiting for the final strike that will allow it to burst forth. It's incandescent how it shines from you, like a torch in the darkness. It's maddening how effortlessly it beckons him close; he needs to look away. He instead chooses to focus on your face. How you bite down on your lip with each thrust; the sweat on your forehead; the rapid rise and fall of your chest as you gasp and pant. Yet the thrumming of your soul is too much; you're right on the edge.

You practically bawl when he removes his hand. You knew this was your fate.

Lucifer smoothes a few strands of hair back from your forehead, "Do not worry, love. It'll be over soon." A kiss is pressed to your heated skin. Using his strength, he's able to flip you onto your stomach with ease. One hand pulls your hips up until you're on your knees, the other hand keeping your head pressed firmly to the pillow. A light chuckle escapes him, "Perfect, stay just like that."

The sheets shuffle behind you as he moves, but you don't dare raise your head to see what he's searching for. You've always been prone to fidgeting when forced to wait. Your knees slide against the mattress, spreading wider. Fingers curl against the blanket, but when that doesn't alleviate the tension, they release the fabric, opting instead to drum impatiently. An ache forms in your knees, so you slide them back to their original position.

A firm hand on the back of your thigh has you stop dead still, biting your bottom lip in anticipation. You feel Lucifer close in, the heat radiating off of him. With a gentle squeeze to your thigh, his cock enters you again, bottoming out in one motion. A high-pitched squeak escapes you at the unannounced intrusion, your body leaning forward as your cunt stretches open around him. You want to rock back, to fuck yourself against him, but the way his thumb digs into your flesh reminds you of your place.

An imaginary clock ticks away in your head. This wouldn't be the first time you'd been made to be nothing but his cockwarmer and the idea of staying like this is torturous. Lesson learned, dammit.

But the ticking wasn't imaginary; rather, it was the click of nails against a screen. Behind you, the glow from your D.D.D. lights up Lucifer's devilish smirk. It takes him a minute to find the app he wants amidst your disorganized sorting system, but as the logo for the video call service appears on the screen, he knows this punishment is one you won't soon forget.

You inhale slowly and deeply, trying to quell your speeding heart for the long night ahead.

brrring... bring...

Is that-? Oh no . Nononononono!

"Oi, what d'ya think you're doin' callin' so - WHAT THE FUCK?"

Ohmygodmammonimsosorry ...!

"Oh, Lucifer, you're so mean!~" Asmo whines, "It's rude not to invite-"

"Was this really necessary? My book was just getting interesting." Satan grumbles.

Lord above and Lord below, please end my life.

You hear the faint sound of crunching, followed by a muffled, "Belphie, look-"

Belphegor's laugh echoes in the room. That little sadist . "Looks like our human found trouble.~"

One brother is missing, and that gives you hope. Perhaps he's already running to your rescue, his video game abandoned, and the door broken off its hinges as he rushes to save your dignity. Levi has always been your knight, right? He'll be here any second.

An embarrassed yelp and the sound of a gaming chair crashing to the floor destroys your dream. "L-Lucifer! W-What are you doing!?"

killmekillmekillmekillmekillmekillme...

"Thank you all for answering," Lucifer states as if this is a routine meeting, "Our little lamb here thought they could sneak a picture of me. No doubt this is your influence, Mammon."

"Whaddya mean my influence!? I don't have to take this! I'm hangin' up!"

"Mammon," Asmodeus's airy giggle resonates out, "You're supposed to look after them, right? Don't you think you should watch to make sure they're safe?"

"No! My duties don't involve watchin' Lucifer FUCK-"

"I have to agree with Asmo," says Belphie, "Beel is nodding his agreement right now. What do you think, Satan?"

A sigh escapes the fourth-born, "Not like I can return to my book after this nonsense, so, I suppose."

You want to scream, to cry, to do anything, but you can't will your voice or body into defiance. Instead, you bite the pillow below you, shoving your face deeper into its plushness as tears escape your eyes.

"Then we're all in agreement then," Lucifer slowly pulls his hips back until he's on the verge of slipping out completely, "Please feel free to make requests."

His hips slam back into yours, signifying the brutal pace he's going to keep. Each forceful thrust feels like you'll tip over. You swear you're steadily moving up the bed, bit by bit.

The hand on your thigh withdraws, only to return with a resounding smack! to your ass. A pained whimper rumbles rawly in your throat. You hear the mixture of surprised and pleased gasps from the brothers.

"Can you- Do that again...?" Levi whispers.

Lucifer's knuckles cut across your skin as he backhands the other side of your ass. All groans give way to choked gasps as each thrust knocks what little amount of air you manage to inhale from your lungs. Your back drops in a languid arch, what little composure you have bending with it.

"Please... please, I'm sorry..." You murmur.

His hand tangles into your hair, yanking your head to the side to expose your tear-stained face to the camera. "What did you say?"

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Lucifer, please! I won't do it again!"

You hear Satan tsk on the line, "You know begging won't save you now." He doesn't sound composed, his own breath choppy and strained.

Is he seriously...? ARE ALL OF THEM?

Trying to turn your face back into the pillow, another sharp tug to your hair prevents you. Shame and guilt bubble hotly through your veins; any more feverish and you'd surely burst into flames.

"Awww, there's no need to be embarrassed, love!" Asmo soothes between his own labored pants. "Give them a little relief, Lucifer."

Lucifer's hand abandons your hair, tracing down your spine as he switches to shorter, faster thrusts. The relief from his intensity is indeed little, but now you are able to breathe a little more, and the ache in your hips doesn't feel as bad. The reprieve is short-lived, however, as his fingers find your clit once again. His touch is not teasing, not a slow crescendo into bliss. It's rough, demanding your body answer his command and do so now. Your thighs are trembling as the pleasure and pain merge in your core, your toes curling against nothing. You try to angle your hips away from his hand, but that only serves to force his cock deeper into you. You're trapped.

Belphie yawns. "Hurry up, Lucifer, I won't be awake much longer."

Lucifer chuckles. "Is my show boring you, Belphegor?"

"Why do you insist on taking so long? Only you have the patience for this." He huffs.

If you know Lucifer, and you do, he's no doubt rolling his eyes. He and the seventh-born have very differing opinions when it comes to sadism.

"Fine," he grunts, leaning in closer to you, "But make no mistake, dear, we're not finished."

A few more agonizing brushes against your clit finally has your body submitting. You hear Lucifer groan as your cunt spasms around him, just the mere presence of his cock making it hard to come down. Droplets of your cum drip down your thighs as the last few throes of your orgasm shudder through your body. Sweat clings to your body, cementing your hair to your face as you fight for breath.

Lucifer adjusts his position, withdrawing completely in order to showcase your wrecked pussy to Belphie. A loud grumble - one of hunger - interrupts the scene.

"They look so delicious..." Beel growls.

"They look gorgeous!" Asmo praises.

"I think they've learned their lesson, but one more should really drive it home," says Satan.

Levi only mutters into his hand.

Everyone remains silent after, waiting expectantly for greed to rear its ugly head.

"Can ya turn them over..."

Lucifer smirks, "You need to speak up, Mammon."

He grumbles, "I said can ya turn them over? Y'know, onto their back? To see their face?"

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Your body is limp, a mere doll that Lucifer positions for his little show. He allows you to fall to your side before rolling you onto your back. The light from your phone is blinding, but it's the idea of the demons watching on the other side that makes you shut your eyes. His hand brushes your hair away before his thumb dries the remaining tear tracks on your cheeks. Finally, a gentle touch has returned, but you know it will soon leave, so you place your hand over his, pressing your face further into his palm.

Asmo coos, "Aww, you see, Lucifer? They really are sorry."

"But just to be safe..." Satan teases. You know he's trying to rile you up, to feel wrath emanating from your soul.

It's working. You're going to kill him when you recover. You're going to use your pact to order him immobile and kill him dead.

"Can you give me one more?" Lucifer asks.

You take a deep breath... and nod your head.

"Good girl."

Lucifer presses both of your knees to your chest. Out of habit, your hands immediately circle around them, holding them in place. He lines himself up with your entrance, sinking his length in immediately. A groan escapes both of you. Again, Lucifer's hand returns to your face, thumb pressing on your lower lip. You part your mouth, allowing his thumb to glide across your tongue. His fingers slip under your chin, holding your mouth open and waiting before he leans over you and spits into it. You swallow it eagerly.

Mammon chokes.

You're finally granted respite. Lucifer's thrusts are slow and methodical, letting you feel every silky inch as his hips roll into yours. The pleasure building is the slow drawl you're used to, and after the near mind-shattering peak you had just experienced, the slow climb is comforting. It reminds you that, yes- Lucifer is extremely powerful- but it is with that power he uses to fiercely protect you. He may push your boundaries, erasing and redrawing the lines to his liking, but it is always with the intent of your self-discovery. He is many things; eldest brother, loyal servant, Lightbringer, but there is no title he cherishes as much as Your Lover.

His room is filled with a symphony of tiredly soft moans, mixing with the wetness between your legs as skin meets skin. As his cock prods deeper into your heat, a new gush of arousal springs forth, further intensifying the sticky sound of your bodies joining. Little puffs of breath escape Lucifer as he glances down at the screen of your phone, his brothers still watching with voyeuristic glee. He doesn't second guess his decision to end the call at that moment, tossing the troublesome device off to the side and ignoring the thunk of it landing on the floor.

Strong hands replace yours on the backs of your knees, urging you to instead wrap your arms around his shoulders. You do so happily, left hand tangling into the hair at the back of his neck, your right opting to dig into his shoulder blades. His lips meet yours, tongue swiping across your lower lip to soothe where your teeth had been cutting into the flesh.

The second orgasm approaches quicker than you would have liked, but your body is sensitive and raw from the experience. With a soft cry of the demon's name, you cum again, cunt spasming wildly around him. Lucifer follows soon after, one final thrust shoving his cock as deep as possible as his seed floods your insides. When he releases your legs, you collapse fully to the bed in an utterly spent heap, heaving as you succumb to the exhaustion.

The next time you open your camera, you're greeted with a selfie of Lucifer, cradling your sleeping form to his chest.

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mochatsin · 8 months

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WHEN MC DANCES

You may have gotten a few dance lessons during your time up in the human world. Before you were summoned, you’ve already familiarized yourself with different forms of dance and the brothers are in for a treat.

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Lucifer

Lucifer is the first among the brothers to know about your talents ever since he asked you to dance with him in one of the events in Diavolo’s castle. It was a ballroom waltz and of course, he was able to beat his brothers to the punch by being first to dance with you.

Being the Avatar of Pride, he refuses to be second. He wants to be your first dance and he has a smile on his face when you agree. Your lovely outfit, classical music, and romantic atmosphere fits all too well. Though he hopes your skills in dancing are just as perfect.

He was fully prepared to have his feet stepped on, or catch the human should they trip and fall. But to his surprise you were able to match his movements and dance with him comfortably. The way you can spin and how your feet moved so perfectly with him in sync, he was awed.

“I never knew you were so good at waltzing like this MC. You’re better than my brothers, they can’t seem to grasp the grace required of this dance even after I taught them back when we were angels.” He would compliment you while you two danced, his arms around your waist pulling you closer.

He wouldn’t miss this opportunity to have this mischievous smile on his face while he twirls you in the ballroom, watching the envious face of his brothers as Lucifer pulls you closer. They have no choice but to wait for their turn and it’s killing them, but amusing to him.

Whenever you’re free, he takes you to the music room and plays one of his classical music records that’s safe for your ears to listen to. The ballroom was fun, but he wants you all for himself this time. No prince, no brothers, just him with his favorite music with his favorite human.

You both would exchange bows and he would kiss the back of your hand like the gentleman he is “my dearest, shall we?” and you would both dance. Whether you’re in your uniforms, casual clothes, or even pajamas, Lucifer would cherish this moment with you.

It's like you two were made to dance together. No matter what song he plays, whether it has a fast or slow tempo, you can keep up with his feet. But of course, he’d rather play a slow romantic song so he can hold you in his arms for longer.

Would absolutely scold his brothers if they ever try to interrupt these moments with you. If there was another ball and a demon would ask you for a dance, expect Lucifer to be looming behind that poor soul. No one gets to be your first dance other than the Morningstar and he’s going to make that very clear once all eyes are on both of you at the dancefloor.

Mammon

For a small date, he wanted to take you to the lively streets of Devildom. Mammon knew some good places that you both can explore at night, and he made sure first that taking you here would be safe. Though getting his brothers off his back was difficult, he managed and now you two got some quality alone time.

The streets were filled with so many colorful lights and music. There’s not a single week that goes by where there’s not an event in this realm, and Mammon wanted to treat you to stalls and booths. It just so happens that while he was gone, there was a small group of demons and spirits dancing at the sidewalk.

Mammon was trying to look for you out of panic because how could he lose you in just 2 minutes?! When he overheard gossip about demons crowding over the human exchange student, he’s inches away from turning into demon form as he searches for the biggest crowd and once he does… well he wasn’t expecting quite the scene.

You’re in the middle of the crowd dancing and shuffling to the music. The way you could move your feet like that was mesmerizing every time you switched from one footwork to another. Heel toe, criss cross, charleston, you can do a variety of these moves and dance to the beat perfectly.

When you did the moonwalk, everyone was cheering. Mammon was impressed as hell, but he wants to stick to the original agenda and go back to your date. “OI! If you want to see more of this talent then ya better pay up! They ain't for free!” he says as he drags you out of the crowd.

You pout, wondering if perhaps he didn’t like it since he was in a rush but you see the redness from his cheeks. “Y-you were great duh! But tonight’s s’posed to be OUR night! Don’t want other demons makin’ googly eyes on ya. When we get home, you gotta show me more of yer stuff!”

He’ll be smug if he’s the first among the brothers to know how great you are at hip hop. The rest finds out before you even got home when you started trending all over Devilgram with your little performance earlier, and Mammon loves the fact he saw that in person “That’ll remind the lot of you that I’m their first!”

Spent a portion of the night wanting to use your dance skills to earn a quick buck. With one speaker playing music on blast, he hopes to have a can pilling in grimm at the end of the song. Though the brothers would have to put a stop to this before he exploits it.

Levi

There’s this new hyped up anime about idols and whatnot that’s been released. The brothers are tortured by the songs he’s been playing on blast, but not you though because you somehow found this new show very entertaining and sometimes the two of you would watch it together.

One time you wanted to talk to ask Levi about how to get over this new level of this game you both play, but you find him in front of his screen watching a tutorial on one of the dance routines done in the series.

You call out his name and he immediately screams, exiting the tab as quick as he could like he was looking at something indecent. After calming him down, he explains that he wants to learn the routine but is struggling with the steps. He thought you’d laugh at him but you offered to help him instead.

You both watched the routine and while doing so, you break down the moves to its simple components so it’s easier to understand. Levi stares at you as if you were preaching sacred text before he mumbles “... can you actually dance?”

Since you’ve been watching this dance on the show for a while and it’s easier to perform compared to routines you’ve done up in the human world, you were able to perform this with ease.

Levi is shocked to see you dance this routine that took him hours to even get past the first chorus, when you only took a matter of minutes to get most of it right. When his curiosity is piqued, he starts asking more questions like how did you learn that fast and if you’re actually secretly an idol like the protagonist of the series.

He’s glad you have more patience with him than Lucifer when teaching him how to dance. It’s a little difficult at first but you at least got Levi to get to the best parts of the routine until he can do it flawlessly.

If he’s not practicing, he’s happy enough to watch you dance. You can see the biggest smile on his face when you perform a song he’s bound to recognize. He’d probably have light sticks and a chant dedicated to you when you dance.

It takes a lot out of him but Levi starts asking more about you and dancing, it doesn’t have to be about his interests anymore. He wants to learn what kind of songs you like to dance to and what forms are your favorite kind.

If you let him, he would take time to record and do those edits of you dancing. He wants you to show off how amazing you are! Levi’s not as good as moving his body as you are, but he knows his way around the computer.

Satan

Failed pranks and cleaning after his brother's messes didn’t leave the fourth one in the best of moods. When one of his tricks to get Lucifer be caught in a trap backfires, he’s sure as hell irritated just as soon as he got out of that 2 hour lecture.

Reading books wasn’t working in elevating his mood since he can’t focus. Petting cats was always his go-to plan so that he won’t explode and destroy the rest of the house, but first, he wanted to look for you so you two could go to Cats Eye together. Being in the company of his feline friends and favorite human is bound to cheer him up.

He couldn’t find you in your room and before he tries to call your D.D.D. He hears a faint song from the music room. Satan knows it can’t be Lucifer because he just got out of the lecture from his office, so he goes in to inspect.

He finds you in the middle of the room, playing one of the classic musicals up in the human world and dancing to it. You used to do a ballet routine to this song so you wanted to dust off your skills again.

Satan was awed as he watched you twirl in the room countless times like it was nothing. You seem so weightless as you glide through the floor. You dance like festive spirits in the air, perhaps even more graceful than them. You’re captivating when you dance, and he’s completely under your spell.

When you finished, expect him to applaud with a big smile on his face. “MC, care to tell me more about this hidden talent of yours?” He would chuckle as he entered the room with you. “It was truly quite the show,

You’d show him pictures and videos of you up in the human world when you performed the dance, but this time complete with a whole attire. He wonders if he can make a deal with Levi to sew you some clothes, one perfect for such performance.

Unlike you, demons aren’t normally flexible. Asmo and other lust demons are but only to a certain extent. So when Satan gets to see how a ballerina stretches by walking in on you, leg up in the air while on your toes, he turns red. Is he embarrassed or confused? It's both.

Asmo

Since it was always spas, salons, and nightclubs, Asmo wanted to try to do something new with you. It was Solomon’s idea that he should take you out for dancing in your next night out together.

The boy was excited at the thought of holding you while you two danced the night away, hand in hand while staring into each other’s eyes. And what better way to sweep you off your feet by learning a dance made for pairs.

Of all sorts of human dances, he found the Tango to be the most appealing to it for its sensual themes and how close you two would be. But of course, he wants it to be perfect if all eyes are going to be on him. Just like his looks, his moves must be flawless!

When you accept his idea of dancing out for a night, Asmo invites you to practice with him in his room. He makes space for both of you and he fully intends on making you fall harder for him after just practicing.

Though out of everything, nothing prepared Asmo when you decided to take the lead in this dance. Each step and twirl, how you would brush your fingers against his arms, or the eye contact that seems to last forever before you take him by the hand and move to the next step.

He ends up bending back while you hold his hips firmly, leaning forward as part of the dance he showed you. He was speechless at your talent and he stayed that way after you let go of him.

Did Solomon already know about this talent? And is that why he suggested you both should dance? Asmo wondered if the sorcerer set him up to this and if he did, he needs to give thanks.

It’s like you turned into a completely different person when you danced the Tango and oh, he wanted to see more of that side of you again. He’s very… excited to say the least.

“I can already imagine all eyes on us on the dance floor! We should get some matching outfits perfect for the dance. Come! No time to waste! We can practice in them later”

Maybe with Levi’s help he could start a Devilgram account dedicated to you just dancing. Levi’s editing skills, Asmo's influence, and your talents? You’re reaching 5 digits within the day

Beel

Beel is always looking forward to finding new ways to exercise his muscles. His workout routine is no joke when he did the 666 exercise challenge in one day. From muscle building to stamina increasing, he doesn’t limit himself to one type of exercise and it explains his monstrous strength.

Beel asked you what are your ways to stay physically fit and active, since maybe you could be his new training buddy. His twin is always asleep and the rest usually have something else to do, he figured he could give this a shot.

You told him that you normally keep yourself fit by dancing and he looks at you like a confused puppy. He’s not the kind who would consume much content revolving around dancing so you decided to show him by making space in your room and playing a song from your world.

Beel is surprised to see you when you start dancing to the upbeat music. Hip Hop requires a lot of body movement and you are absolutely killing it that the demon already forgot what he’s in your room for.

“I… I thought you were talking about Zumba, like what Asmo does…” he mumbles but smiles at you, genuinely really impressed about your skills. “How long did it take for you to dance like that though? Can you teach me?”

At some point you were able to breakdance to demonstrate your balance and how athletic dancing can really be. Beel initially panicked to see you balance yourself with one arm or spin your legs around like that, but at the end he’s staring at you as if he’s staring at food. So intent and so full of wonder.

When he’s free, you teach him a few moves to songs you both would like. If Beel ever tries to breakdance, you have to make sure he won't end up crashing and hurting himself on the floor. Goodluck MC!

Belphie

You wanted to drag Belphie out of the house more and Barbatos was the one who suggested a local ice rink in Devildom. The idea of ice skating was fun to you, but of course putting in more effort and the cold temperatures… Just the thought makes Belphie sleepy. Though he still goes with you anyways.

He’s not as talented as the royal butler when it comes to skating, but he’s at least good enough to be able to go through the rink without falling. He assumed that maybe you’re good at ice skating too since this was your idea, or maybe you’re one of those people who just wants to goof around the rink despite falling too many times (like Mammon). He’s going to find out eventually when you step in with your skates.

To him, you looked like you were having so much fun, as if you were in your element. Belphie was prepared to maybe tease you if you ever fell down while skating, but skating looked so natural to you. And that’s until the rink started playing music.

You knew how to figure skate before and the youngest brother finds you doing all sorts of spins and jumps on the beat. You’re so graceful when you skate, he wondered why you never told him you could dance like this. Especially in skating! You were absolutely mesmerizing he can’t take his eyes off you.

Belphie could swear that maybe he’s still dreaming but when you call out his name after your little performance, with that smile on your face, he would wish he could stay longer in this dream. But he gets so distracted at the idea that maybe he’s really just enjoying such a beautiful dream that he accidentally falls backwards as a wake up call.

You just let out a chuckle as you skate over to help him up and he would deny the blush on his cheeks as he faces you. “Hey, you didn’t bring me here to skate so you could show off right?” he would tease before patting your head “you were amazing. How do you not get dizzy spinning around like that?”

The brothers are baffled at the amount of times Belphie has gone out to the ice rink recently. Though the youngest would playfully snicker at their annoyance for keeping your talent a secret once they see you in action on ice.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios

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nostalgic-muffins · 6 months

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bored out of my mind so here r my obey me hcs for what halloween costume they would wear. idk

lucifer

i just know his ass is the parent with no costume walking behind all of his brothers and having to carry their candy. BUT if he HAD to wear a costume then i think hed wear like a vampire costume or smth. idk i dont think hed wear anything

mammon

werewolf. need i say more

leviathan

he has like a whole bunch of cosplay already so either a tsl character, ruri chan, or like a random ass anime character. asmo would see him putting on his ruri chan costume right before they go trick or treating up in the human world and be like "HELL NO YOUR NOT GOING OUT LIKE THAT" and make him wear something else. anyway he went out as a diff anime character. but SPECIFICALLY an anime character that has headphones so he can listen to happy halloween by junky on loop throughout the night to drown out the sounds of his brothers arguing while belphie and satan plot ways to kill lucifer (they are literally plotting out loud right behind him and lucifer repeatedly goes "you two realize i can hear you, right?" at least four different times and every time he says it they look at him like hes insane before going back to plotting out loud)

satan

either a werewolf or cat

heres why.

cat: for obvious reasons

werewolf: if lucifer decided to go as a vampire then hed go as a werewolf bc i just KNOW hes read twilight (source: trust me bro). if hes upset about being werewolves w mammon then hell go as a cat instead

asmodeus

its the one time of the year where he can wear whatever the fuck he wants so he goes all out!! makeup, dresses, high heels, everything!! hed probably wear one of those sexy nurse costumes and be silly all night while flirting w the humans that r giving out candy

beelzebub

burger. like the burger costume jade west wore from victorious. (please know what im taking about please know what im taking about please know what im taking about please know what im taking abou-) it makes him hungry tho so yall have to stop by mcdonalds every two seconds (rip ur wallet bc none of them have human world money </3) either that or a werewolf just like in the halloween event

belphegor

he wears the fuckin snork mimimi old man pjs and he has the long ass hat and fuzzy slippers and he carries around a candle and everything. also hes carrying his candy in a pillowcase and ends up making lucifer carry it not even halfway through the night bc "hes tired"

diavolo

hed be like "yippee!! human world candy!!" in his demon form and the humans giving him candy would be FUCKING TERRIFIED. theyre shaking and slowly giving him the whole bowl of candy and hes like "oh my!! i didnt know humans were so generous!"

barbatos

he probably wouldnt wear a costume. hed just be following diavolo around tho. diavolo would beg him to do smth tho so hed end up going in his demon form or smth

luke

he was debating what he should dress up as like the whole month of october and every. single. time he asked, the brothers would be like "go as a chihuahua." and hed lose his shit. he ended up going as a flying squirrel tho so that was adorable.

simeon

idk i feel like he wouldnt wear a costume. hed help luke carry around his candy tho. luke would beg him to just wear his angel outfit and hed give in. he would get soooo many compliments throughout the night.

solomon

hed be like a mad scientist w a white lab coat and safety goggles and gloves and everything

OR (this one is my favorite out of the two for him)

jack skellington. now here me out on this one-

#obey me swd #obey me #obey me!#obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me nightbringer #idk how to tag this HELP ME #obey me satan #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me solomon

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rosehiroto · 2 years

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Hallo :) can I Request Obey me Brothers x MC who Can Win every Game or Challenge But mostly MC don't know the Rule and Still Winning even they Reply the Game over and over again MC still win ( i'm sorry if this to difficult to make)

Hello anon, thank you for requesting I'm sorry for taking this long to do this and don't worry i get what you mean and i like the idea i hope you enjoy it 💙

Mc is non-binary pronounce is they/them

Fandom: obey me

Category: fluff, one-shot

Pairing: everyone x mc

Gifted or just lucky?

Mc, the brothers, the angels, the soccer, the prince and his butler were gathered to play a bored game that Lucifer found while going through their old stuff

The others already knew the rules of the game but mc didn't they started playing guessing that mc knew about the game when they didn't ask about the rules

As they continued to play the game in every turn mc was ahead of all of them mc was advancing more than levi the others watched as the competitive air surrounded levi

Mc was completely clueless continuing to play while humming luke staring in confusion at mc he had Simeon explain the game to him 5 times and the boy was still having a hard time

Satan decided to try and win the game only for mc to dodge him and continue playing the male only stared blankly at the bored game

The others chuckled at Satan's face as they took turn trying to defeat mc only to lose every time untill mc won the game

"yayy!" Mc cheered happily happily smiling widely as asmo hugged mc quickly rubbing his cheeks and mc's cheeks together

"your so cute and smart what am i going to do with you mcccc" asmo says smooching mc's cheek repeatedly

"ay, asmo let mc go who says you can kiss them like that" mammon yelled pulling mc away from asmo pressing their head to his chest to block their vision from asmo who started whining

Meanwhile asmo and mammon were arguing levi was sitting in complete shock how could mc who didn't even know what this game is win all of them who played this game for years

Is it luck? Is mc just naturally gifted? It confused the male to no end mc won every game they ever played together

From video games to bored games to sports how were good at all of that? He knew games longer than mc he started playing games before mc was even born how could mc the human win over him

Levi was covered in a depressing aura as he pulled his legs to his chest rocking back and forth in his place

Mc went to hug the sad looking male worrying for him the sad aura disappearing quickly when the male noticed mc hugging him his face turning a soft shade of red as he hugged them back

"is everything okay levi? I'm sorry if i upset you" mc asked as they were completely clueless about why the male looked so sad

"it's nothing can we play another round?" Levi says turning around to the others and asking them to play another round the others nodding gathering back around the table

The same cycle continued the others trying to defeat mc only to lose every single time which made levi even more depressed

Levi, mammon and satan moved to the corner mobbing as they were completely depressed mc won every single game

The played 15 rounds now it was 15 for mc 0 for the boys luke continued to ask mc questions confused about how mc won and about the game in general

Mc answered him with a shrug sweat dropping at the boys in the corner getting squished by asmo as he continued to compliment them more

Diavolo laughed softly at the state of the brothers beel munching on chips next to Lucifer who sighed softly starting to get a headache barbatos smiling softly

Mc continued to try pushing asmo away only for the male to hug them tighter covering their face in kisses his lipgloss getting allover mc's face

Mammon quickly pushed asmo away wiping mc's face while yelling at his brother for kissing mc

Mc sat there helplessly getting fussed over by the brothers as they sighed giving up on trying to move away

They ended up playing 10 more rounds ending with 25 for mc 0 for the boys as they finally gave up on making mc lose as Barbatos and Simeon got up taking mc with them to make dinner for everyone ending with a sleepover

The boys and mc watched a movie falling asleep together in the they all realized how truly special mc was and how they could never defeat the legend that mc is

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Thank you for reading all support is highly appreciated 💙

This is my writing please don't repost copy or claim as your own

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icyachr · 10 months

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oooh please tell me about your Obey Me MC please I am desperate to know the Lore

YES YES YES I WOULD LOVE TO!!!

INFO DUMP UNDER CUT

I'm eventually going to do a whole write up/diagram/etc for her but for now i can share some fun little lore tidbits.

Saoirse's definitely a theater kid. Be it working behind the scenes or up on stage, she loves to give a performance. She also loves musicals, even the cheesy ones. You can catch her humming along to a song from one of her latest shows while she works.

She always wanted to be one of those gorgeous actresses on the silver screen when she was a little girl and still honestly wants to achieve that dream one day.

Her parents are also creatives themselves. Her father is a well known author for his science fiction novels and her mother runs her own bakery.

She has a Siamese cat named Aristotle who she rescued off the streets when he was a kitten. She mises him quite dearly and wishes she can just take him to the Devildom with her LOL

LOVESSSSS sour candy. Honestly has a hard time sharing with Beel when it comes to it.

Night owl through and through.

Is a huge perfectionist and her own worst critic. Especially when it comes to art and work. Has a hard time accepting compliments.

Adopted Luke almost immediately. Absolutely adores him and is one of his biggest cheerleaders.

6'1"

She started a DnD club at RAD after she missed doing it up in the human world.

Has the biggest fattest crush on Lucifer but you didnt hear that from me. :)

Loves to post cursed meme images in the group chat such as these. She has been removed from the group chat several times LMAO.

Metalhead and punk. She scared Mammon one time when she was coming home from a concert with a face full of makeup. Poor man LOL

Is terrified of roaches. She made SURE that the brothers picked up and cleaned especially when she gets made their attendant. Like she is the type that will climb up furniture in a panic if she sees one. Or use a flame spell.

Saoirse is known to snort when she laughs. She's extremely embarrassed by this fact.

Left-handed!

Beelzebub's her workout buddy. Wants to be strong enough to lift him one day.

She spends a lot of time in the Planetarium in the HOL, especially if she's feeling less than stellar. (pun intended)

Likes to make everyone feel included because she felt left out a lot when she was younger.

Her pact marks with the brothers form a very intricate sleeve tattoo on her left arm. I will draw this one day :')

Cosplayed a few times with Levi since she loves to put together costumes or make them herself. Theater kid strikes again.

Is a terrible cook. Perhaps not as much as Solomon but there has been a few times she has even set water on fire, much to everyone's horror. Luke tried so hard to teach her LMAO.

Favorite holiday is Halloween by far. She goes hardcore as far as decorating.

Adores Diavolo. So much. Falls victim to his puppy dog eyes every single time. Barbatos is unpleased.

Saoirse unfortunately tends to bottle up her feelings and dislikes asking for help from others. This is made worse in Nightbringer when she realizes she can't go to the Brothers for support like she used to, at least for now. She puts a brave front on but once she's well enough alone in her own room in Cocytus Hall she weeps, once again feeling like she's 11 and left out of the group.

ANYWAYS THATS EVERYTHING I GOT OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD. I will be sure to post more updates regarding her story so stay tuned. :3c

#oc: saoirse

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x-ceirios-x · 2 years

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Wings

marina/lucifer

no warnings

She’d never felt something so soft before.

Things were never soft in the water. Sometimes she’d get something slimy, maybe coarse and rough, but never anything like this.

Delicately as possible, Marina ran her hands over the short feathers covering the bone in his wings, then further through the soft material. She swore she could feel Lucifer utterly melting at the touch.

“You could do this for hours and I wouldn’t stop you,” he muttered, wings slowly opening further for her. She knew he had full control over his wings like she did her tail when she was in water but they seemed to spread out on their own the more she played with the warm feathers.

One fell loose, landing on the bed, and she jerked her hand away in fear of hurting him. It was quite the opposite, though—he looked almost disappointed that she stopped. His wings curled behind his back again when he turned to face her, asking gently, “are you alright?”

She picked up the feather and shakily held it out for him, eyes dropping to the red sheets she sat on. It wasn’t on purpose and she knew he’d understand, but she didn’t want it to hurt at all—

She only looked up when she heard him laugh. It was slight and short, but still there. Quizzically, she looked up, raising an eyebrow at him. Dropping the feather in his hand, she signed, what’s funny?

“You, dear,” he sighed, taking her hand and kissing her knuckles. “It happens all the time. Sometimes a feather or two just falls out, it’s no big deal. I didn’t even feel it.”

You’re sure it didn’t hurt? she asked again, eyes darting from him to the bed so she didn’t have to look him in the eye.

He leaned toward her and picked her chin up. “You’d never hurt me, I know that,” he mumbled before pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I assure you, it’s nothing but pleasant. I’ve actually been meaning to comb through my wings recently, so you’re really doing me a favor.”

She smiled as he turned back around, his wings spreading to almost their full span again. Entranced, she watched the muscles in his back bend and contract to stretch his wings. She doubted he gave himself time to do this very often, let alone pay any care to himself. Both she and Diavolo had been on him about that lately.

Marina brushed gently through the feathers again, taking her time on each wing. She let any loose feathers fall and kept looking back to him every time one did, just to be sure it didn’t bother him. Despite what she thought at first, he looked completely content and at peace. That wasn’t an expression she saw very often on Lucifer, but not unappreciated.

After what seemed like forever, she stopped. She wrapped her arms around his middle and leaned her head against the nape of his neck—he laid his hands over hers and ran his thumbs over the backs of her hands.

“I adore you,” he whispered, barely loud enough to hear.

She tapped her first finger against his stomach three times—three taps, I love you. She pulled away, just enough to press short kisses on the beauty marks dotted on his shoulder.

Slowly (and ensuring she wouldn’t get hit by a wing or four), he turned to face her, reaching out to hold her face. She came to him, leaning into his touch.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, punctuating his statement with a kiss. “And breathtaking,” another kiss. “And so incredible.” Another. “And I am simply in constant awe of you, my love.”

With each compliment, she felt her face grow warmer and with each kiss, she leaned a little further backward. By the time he finished his speech, she wrapped her arms around his neck and tugged him to hover above her. Her hands laced behind his neck, getting comfortable in their new position.

There were so many words they could share in a single look. Because of her inability to speak on land, they usually used other forms of communication than verbal, as she did with most people. But she and Lucifer, since they started getting close, had always had this sixth sense when it came to the other, where a certain look could convey so much at one time.

Again, she sat, entranced by the demon she fell in love with. Her eyes traced his, then his face in its entirety, then she made her way around his silhouette—wings and all. He was simply beautiful.

“Kiss me again,” he said, nose brushing against hers.

She did. She did as long as she could until she needed to breathe and then some. It was moments like these that time felt like it was moving incredibly fast and incredibly slow at one time—a perfect moment where nothing else mattered but the two of them.

fin.

#xx.marina #oh aesthetic attraction my beloved #it’s a fun little mix between romantic & aesthetic and that’s always a fun combo

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moldyrock · 3 years

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MAYBE if you bothered to EARN THEIR TRUST or LISTEN to ANYTHING they say about their rare personal feelings they’d TELL YOU STUFF

#tw caps #obey me!#tw death mention #i used neutral pronouns but this is 100% about lucy #downloaded om! and lost all of my braincells #diavolo is such a bad friend??? all he does is try to find ways to undermine what lucy wants by constantly pushing boundaries #yeah yeah i am being so biased right now #don't care though #mild spoilers ahead #every single time diavolo ''compliments'' lucifer it's just #''diavolo please the council'' ''diavolo please i hate it when you do this'' ''....''#''diavolo please my sister is dying''#lucifer: i don't want to tell you about [thing]#diavolo. everytime. without fail: how do i get more information about [thing] without lucy's help #if someone is uncomfortable w/ something. you don't just force them to be comfortable with it! you wait! and try to help them through #it if they let you!#ugh! i hate diavolo #it's obvious that lucifer respects diavolo. and feels grateful and indebted to him #but lucifer doesn't trust him. as a friend. like at all. and it's so clearly diavolo's fault why that is!#i wouldn't trust someone who. if i didn't want to tell them stories about my past. immediately went to ask other people about my past!#who constantly says things. about me. around me. and to me. that make me uncomfortable!#and this is how bad it is after they've known and started being ''friends'' for literally centuries #AHHHHHH #and this is why diavolo is ranked eleventh (out of eleven) even though i'm terrified of barbatos (tenth)

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m1dn1ght-hag · 2 years

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☽ starring | Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor x gn reader

☽ pronouns used | they/them

☽ genre | general headcanons

☽ summary | The brothers with an MC who makes kandi/rave bracelets

☽ CW | none?

☽ note | :3

☽ — Lucifer

Not particularly interested

He’s aware you make them, but doesn’t think anything of it

Will compliment you when you show them off, but never really pays attention to it otherwise

So it’s a great surprise to him when one day when you present him with one

Probably best to give him a simple bracelet, I can’t see him wearing anything big like a UFO cuff (although he’d feel honored you went through all that time and effort just for him)

He wears it underneath his suit, out of sight from others.

It’s not that he’s embarrassed to be wearing it, he’s just too prideful to allow others to see the special gift you made him.

When he’s alone with you he rolls his sleeves up so it’s visible on his wrist; he wants to show you that he actually wears it, and truly appreciates the gift you specially made him

Diavolo saw it once and gushed over how soft Lucifer had gotten. Lucifer has become more careful at hiding it now.

He never really takes it off unless he’e showering.

He’s secretly so down bad for you and the bracelet means a lot to him since it’s a gift specially made by you.

If you make him multiple, he won’t wear them; but, he’ll keep them close to him, most likely in a drawer of his desk so when he opens it he’s reminded of how much you love him.

☽ — Mammon

As soon as he found out you made them he may have tried to sell some, but he restrained himself because he’d feel bad taking something you worked so hard on.

When you gave him a bracelet of his own, the thought of selling it was far from his mind. He felt so honored that you’d go out of your way to make a one-of-a-kind, special bracelet just for him.

To say he thanks you is an understatement, that demon will be smothering you with love, smiling like an idiot.

He wears it all the time and proudly shows it off, like “hey! my human made this just for me! haha, I bet you’re jealous!”

Let him brag, he’s happy <3

He’s constantly fidgeting with it— especially when he’s nervous or getting scolded by Lucifer, it calms him down and makes him feel a little more loved.

He takes it off when he showers, but leaves them on the bathroom counter. He gets nervous that someone’s gonna try to steal it from him so he always keeps it as close to him as he possibly can.

If you made him multiple he’d wear every single one of them. Though, he’d probably get overwhelmed wearing too many, so if you make him a lot he’s going to rotate through all of them throughout the week.

I feel he’d enjoy a cuff that rotates, definitely something fun for him to fidget with.

He’d probably try to make one for you too, so you’d better wear it because he worked very hard on it /lh

☽ — Leviathan

He would love them. Like, no joke, he'll get so stimmy if you make him a bracelet, he loves them.

He knew of them before he met you, he could vaguely remember seeing someone wearing rave bracelets before and found them intriguing.

Probably tried to make some of his own but felt the bigger cuffs were too difficult to work with so he stuck to making simple cuffs and bracelets.

When you make him a bracelet he’s so happy, but a little insecure. He feels like he’s not worthy of the effort you put into making this special bracelet for him.

He’ll wear it all the time, he won't show it off like Mammon but he won’t hide it either.

He fidgets with the bracelets, twisting them around his wrists absentmindedly. It calms him down when he gets too overwhelmed or anxious.

He definitely makes you a bracelet too, but would feel a little insecure when presenting it to you.

If you made him multiple he’d definitely wear all of them, I feel like he’d enjoy wearing kandi bracelets, they make him feel special.

Please make him a little kandi octopus, they’re really cute and I think he’d really enjoy them.

☽ — Satan

Actually really intrigued, he finds all the different types of things that can be made from kandi/beads interesting.

He probably watches you make things, staring intensely, almost cat-like.

He often compliments your work, proud of all your effort and patience towards making rave bracelets

When you give one to him he will be pleasantly surprised but he’ll accept it with a smile, slipping it onto his wrist right away.

He’s also one to always wear it in plain sight unless in a formal setting, he has a reputation to keep among his connections of course.

He doesn’t brag, but he always tries to secretly show it off

Will ask you to make him a cat themed bracelet/lh/hj

Probably asks you to show him how to make some, then later gives you a handmade bracelet as well

The colors sort of clash, but it’s fine because he made it for you <3

He probably won't wear any big cuffs, but he will accept the smaller ones if you were to make him more.

Probably also asks you to make bead decals for him to attach to his bookmarks.

☽ — Asmo

Would definitely bombard you with questions when he discovered you made your own jewelry.

Suggests you make a business out of it, he knows quite a few people who’d be interested in wearing those types of things.

Would be over the moon when you give him his own bracelet, would definitely be over the top and smother you with kisses but it’s okay cause it’s Asmo <3

He literally never takes it off, you’d have to pry it from his cold, dead hands to get it away from him.

Also someone to purposely show it off and brag about it, even if they also have a bracelet from you. “Yeah, well mine says ‘my love ❤️’ so I’m clearly more dear to MC than you are!”

He thought about asking for multiple different color combinations of the same bracelet to match his outfits, then decided he’d match the outfits to the bracelet.

If you gave him multiple, he’d match them to his outfits then (but he’d always wear the first one you made him, it’s the most important one to him after all <3.)

Would definitely push on the idea of making profit off of them, if you want too, if you’d rather just make them for fun then he’d still support you.

☽ — Beel

If you’d made any food themed kandi’s, he has tried to eat it, he couldn’t help himself </3 /lh

Other than trying to eat it, he doesn’t really pay much mind to it. He acknowledges your hobby, but doesn’t pay much attention to it farther than that.

That is, until you give him a bracelet of his own.

He gets all soft and cuddly after he receives his bracelet, repeatedly thanking you and crushing you in a giant bear hug.

He always wears it, unless he’s working out, he wouldn't want to risk breaking it on the equipment.

When he gets nervous or anxious he’ll play with the bracelet, it’s a huge comfort item for him.

He’ll try to satiate his need to eat by messing with it, but oftentimes, it doesn’t work.

He tries to be extra careful when eating to avoid dropping food on the bracelet.

Started watching how you make bracelets so he could make one for you, he wants to show his appreciation towards you as well.

Would probably ask if you guys could wear matching bracelets <33

Would also probably ask if you could make him and Belphie matching bracelets.

☽ — Belphie

Would be mostly uninterested. He’s sleeping whenever you’re making bracelets.

Wakes up when he feels you fidgeting with his wrist, only to look down and see that you had slipped a bracelet onto his wrist.

He sleepily thanks you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you into bed with him.

Be careful not to include sharp-ish beads on his bracelet, like stars. He will sleep on them and wake up with weird, painful, imprints on his arm and face.

Doesn’t go out of his way to brag about it unless someone points it out. Then he’s, granted lazily, boasting about it.

Treats the bracelet with the utmost care, he would be devastated if something were to happen to it.

He kisses the bracelet when he’s feeling lonely and missing you, but he’s taking this information to the grave.

He can’t sleep without it now, if he doesn’t have his bracelet he thrashes around in bed, unable to fall asleep.

He doesn’t seem like the type of demon who’d wear a big cuff, let alone many bracelets, but he’ll accept everything you give him.

Would appreciate a moon and star themed bracelet.

But he’s happy to receive anything made by you <3

☽ final note | :3

#obey me #om lucifer #lucifer x reader #om mammon #mammon x reader #om leviathan #leviathan x reader #om satan #satan x reader #om asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #om beelzebub #beelzebub x reader #om belphegor #om belphie #belphegor x reader

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obeymeoasis · 3 years

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Demon Bros React: MC Is Insecure

Warnings: mentions of insecurity surrounding body image, physical appearance, self-worth.

Lucifer

It was the day after a party Diavolo had thrown at his castle. You had had fun for the most part, dancing with the brothers and eating delicious foods prepared by Barbatos.

But you also remembered how it had felt to look around the room and realize you were surrounded by gorgeous demons, not a single flaw on anyone’s face. Doubt and insecurity had begun to creep into your mind, and that feeling had carried over into the next day.

You had only talked briefly with Lucifer at the party because he was too busy interacting with Diavolo’s guests. Every time you tried to catch his eye, you noticed how beautiful whoever he was talking to was and found yourself swallowing down your greeting.

Currently Lucifer was at his desk like always, scribbling down notes and shuffling through papers. You brought him afternoon tea and sat reading in one of his armchairs to keep him company.

You had been telling yourself that you were going to ask him the question that was burning in your mind, but an hour had already passed since you first came in. You tried to distract yourself with your book but the words were fuzzy on the page. Finally, you spoke. “Luci?”

He didn’t look up from his desk when he answered, “Yes, love?”

“Do you... do you ever wish I was more beautiful?”

The scratching of his pen stopped immediately and Lucifer lowered the papers he was holding to show his face, a carefully blank expression revealing nothing. “What exactly do you mean by that question?”

“I mean exactly what I asked. Do you ever wish I was more beautiful? More attractive? As the Avatar of Pride have you ever been... embarrassed to be seen with me?”

At this Lucifer’s expression grew cold and furious. “Has someone... made you feel this way? Has someone made you feel as if you are inadequate?” You shook your head sadly and whispered, “No, just my own brain.”

“Ah, I see. Well pet, I don’t ever wish you were more beautiful because you are the most beautiful being I’ve ever seen. So it would be physically impossible for you to be more beautiful than you are now.”

You snorted. “Luci, that was so cheesy. Your brothers would throw up if they heard what you just said.” Lucifer’s lips quirked up in amusement. “Well, I’m glad I was able to make you laugh. And I do mean what I said. I’ve never once felt embarrassed to be with you; you are my pride, the source of my happiness. If anyone were to suggest otherwise, I would gladly kill them.”

“Luci, we’ve been over this. You can’t just kill everyone who is mildly rude to me.”

Lucifer went back to working on his papers but there was a gentle smile on his face. “Darling, you’ll find that I definitely can. I have a permit.”

Mammon

You were regretting tagging along to one of Mammon’s photo shoots. At first, it seemed like a fun idea getting to look at all the clothes, makeup, and jewelry. Plus, you really wanted to see what Mammon was like when he was working professionally.

It was fun at first, you cooing over how handsome Mammon looked in his outfit and watching him get all flustered and blushy. But then the actual photoshoot started and you watched as Mammon posed with a stunning model.

You tried to not let your insecurities get the best of you. You were here to support Mammon! But as the shoot progressed you couldn’t help but start to compare yourself, keeping track of how they were more beautiful and you more flawed.

The photographer stopped to take a break and Mammon immediately bounced over to you. “MC, did you see me? How does it feel to watch the Great Mammon in his natural element? I look good, don’t I?”

You caressed Mammon’s cheek and feigned a bright smile. “You were amazing Mammon! You look so handsome. And this is such a cool outfit!” But Mammon was somehow always able to tell when you were faking a good mood and he frowned. “MC, is something wrong? You look sad. Did something happen?”

You opened your mouth, an excuse ready on your lips, but found you couldn’t lie right to Mammon’s face. You gestured toward the model who was talking to their manager in the corner. “Do you ever wish I looked like that?”

Mammon cocked his head, confused. “Do I ever wish you had blue hair? Not particularly? Although now that I think about it, blue hair would look cool on you too.”

You sighed. “No, I mean do you ever wish I looked like a model? Sexier? Or prettier?” Mammon thought for a moment, processing your question, and then frowned. “Oh no no no. Treasure, what’s this all about? What happened?”

“Sorry Mams, I didn’t want to distract you while you’re working. I just got really low and insecure all of a sudden. Started thinking about how you should be with someone really beautiful, you know? And sometimes I feel like that’s not me.”

Clearly upset, Mammon rushed to give you a crushing hug, tucking your head underneath his chin. “MC I- I wish I could beam my thoughts into your head. That way you’d really believe me when I say that you’re so precious to me. Every day I wake up and think about how lucky I am to be with you.”

You chuckled a little. “I do put up a lot with you, don’t I.” Mammon gently smacked you on your back. “Hey! I’ve been good lately! But seriously MC, you are stunning. You are gorgeous. And it’s okay if you don’t believe me right now because- because I’ll tell you as many times as you need me to! I’ll tell you a thousand times a day! A million times!”

You tried to blink away the tears in your eyes and held onto Mammon even tighter. “Thanks Mams, I love you so much.”

“Love you too treasure. Your first man’s gonna take care of you, don’t you worry about a thing.”

Leviathan

Usually you liked watching anime with Levi; it was one of your favorite things to do together. Levi was always more happy and lively when watching with you because he was able to express his opinions freely without judgment. And you thought it was adorable how excited Levi got over his favorite characters and storylines.

Today, you were snuggled together on some cushions re-watching an episode of “The Magical Ruri Hanai: Demon Girl”. At first you were enjoying the episode, laughing as Ruri got used to the oddities of the human world. But Levi’s repeated comments about how cute Ruri-chan was, which you usually never minded, started to bother you a bit.

You took a quick glance around the room, noting Levi’s enormous collection of Ruri-chan posters, figurines, and other merch. Levi tapped you on the knee, interrupting your thoughts. “MC, you’re missing the best part! What are you looking at?”

You sighed a little, struggling to act nonchalant. “Sorry Levi, it’s nothing. I’m still watching.” Frowning, Levi paused the episode and turned to look at you. “Hey, what’s up?”

Taking a deep breath, you said “Levi, I’m not Ruri-chan.” He narrowed his eyes in confusion. “Yes... I know?”

You continued, “I don’t look like Ruri-chan. Does that bother you?”

“Does it bother me... that you don’t look like an anime character?” He repeated the question slowly, as if you had asked him the strangest question in the world.

Frustrated, you blurted out “I don’t look like Ruri-chan! I’m never going to be as cute as her!”

Levi looked completely bewildered, his eyes wide and staring at you in confusion. “B-But you are cute! MC, w-what are you even talking about?”

Embarrassed at your outburst you looked down at the floor silently. Levi scooted over toward you so that your knees were touching and he waited until you broke the silence. “Sometimes I wonder if I’m good enough. I think maybe you’d like it if I looked cuter or acted cuter, like the characters in anime.”

Levi hesitated for a moment before quickly grabbing onto your hand, blushing furiously as he did so. "MC, I-I already think you're c-cute. Really really cute. So don't say things like that. And also, I like you because you're you! Not because you're like someone else."

"And you make me really happy. I'm just a gross otaku. I never thought I'd be able to... to find someone like you. Someone who accepts me."

He tried to lock eyes with you but blushed even harder and stared at your joined hands. "Plus, I couldn't to-touch an anime character. But I can touch you. I can hold your hand or give you hugs whenever you need it, o-okay?"

You leaned your head onto Levi's shoulder and closed your eyes, letting the peaceful silence wash over you.

Satan

You were accompanying Satan on a trip to one of his favorite stores: an antique shop that sold all manner of rare books and artifacts. The owner, Ms. Sparrow, was a friend of Satan’s and she welcomed the two of you wholeheartedly.

Today, she looked as gorgeous as she always did. Her chic pearl dress and matching silk gloves shone against her dark skin. Not a curl in her hair was out of place and even the click-clack of her heels on the floor seemed melodious somehow.

You left Satan to look at the books and went wandering off into the various aisles of the store, marveling at all the bits and bobs. In one of the over-stuffed corners you happened to find a glittering silver key on a red velvet ribbon. Taking it in your hand, you went back through to show it off to Satan, wanting to ask him what he thought it opened.

But Satan was busy chatting and laughing with Ms. Sparrow. You watched the two of them for a moment and noticed how well they complimented each other. Both had a certain poise, a kind of confidence and certainty in their movements.

On your walk back to the dorms, you were unusually quiet and Satan noticed. “Pet, is something the matter?”

You hesitated, wondering if Satan was going to find your insecurity childish. “Satan, I’m not very....elegant.”

“Yes, I know. You choked on a piece of bread yesterday. The day before that you tripped over absolutely nothing and fell down.” He smiled, expecting for you to get riled up, but it fell when he saw that you looked dejected. “Love, what is the matter? Have I upset you?”

You avoided his gaze. “Sometimes... sometimes I wonder if I bring you down by being with you. I feel like you deserve someone elegant and sophisticated. Someone who matches you. But I’m not. I’m clumsy and messy and not perfect, like Ms. Sparrow.”

Satan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Ms. Sparrow? What does she have anything to with this?” He turned you around so that you were facing him. “Pet, please look at me. I love you. And I’m not with you in spite of you being clumsy or messy. I love you because you’re clumsy and messy, because those are parts of you and I love all of you.”

He leaned down to press his forehead against yours. “And why would I need someone perfect? Am I perfect? Yesterday you saw me screaming at my cup because I accidentally spilled some tea and burned my finger.”

You shrugged while giggling, “I thought it was a perfectly reasonable response.” You wrapped your arms around his and buried your face into his shoulder. “Thanks, Satan. You always know how to make me feel better.”

He reached down to give you a gentle kiss. “Anytime, love. I’m always here for you.”

Asmodeus

Asmo has a lot of fans across all his social media accounts. That was made perfectly clear the first time you went on a date with him outside. Sitting in the trendy coffeeshop, several people had come up to ask him for a picture or an autograph. He was never shy about you and always introduced you as his sweetheart, cooing about how beautiful you were.

Some days it was okay. You loved seeing the bubbly social-butterfly side of Asmo. He was always so sweet to everyone who came up to him and genuinely enjoyed meeting new people. But other days, your insecurity rose up like a huge wave and dampened everything.

This particular day you were shopping with Asmo in a new boutique that had opened up. You were aimlessly flicking through the racks of clothes when you heard a large squealing.

Two demons ran up to Asmo, talking and gesturing excitedly. You could make out that they followed him on Devilgram and were asking if he was willing to take a picture with them. These demons were some of the most attractive beings you had ever seen. Their clothes were incredibly stylish and their hair and makeup were done flawlessly.

Looking around the shop, in all of the full length mirrors you could see the reflection of Asmo and his beautiful fans. And you looked out of place, like a puzzle piece that didn’t fit in at all.

Tearing up, you grabbed a random pair of jeans off the rack and ran into a changing room. You turned away from the mirror, not wanting to look at yourself, and took deep breaths to try and keep from bursting into sobs. After a few moments Asmo began looking for you, having finished taking pictures. “Sweetheart, are you changing? Let me see what you’re wearing when you’re done!”

At the sound of his voice you burst into tears and your attempts to muffle the noise were futile. Outside the door, Asmo’s voice sounded panicked. “Darling, are you okay? What’s the matter? Please come outside, whatever it is please let me help you!” You hesitated, not wanting to face him, but this made him even more frantic. He started jiggling the doorknob and knocking on the door.

You opened it, afraid that he would accidentally break the doorknob leaving you trapped inside. As soon as he saw you he gathered you in his arms and began making shushing noises while smoothing your hair. “Sweetheart, why are you crying? Please talk to me, please tell me what’s wrong.”

You tried to get the words out in between sobs and hiccups. “A-Asmo, don’t you want someone m-more beautiful? Someone who-who looks g-good with you?” Asmo paused for a moment, processing your words, and then his eyes burned with anger. “Sweetheart, did one of my fans say something mean to you? Did someone make you feel like this?”

You shook your head vigorously. “No, just me.” Asmo breathed a sigh of relief at hearing no one had harrassed you and resumed smoothing your hair. “Oh, darling. You ARE beautiful. You’re stunning, sweetheart. I wish you could see the way I saw you, how adorable and gorgeous you are. And I understand that there are going to be days when you don’t believe me, when you feel like you’re not. But at least don’t go through those days alone, okay?”

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak without tearing up again.

"Now, let's go get some ice cream. We can eat it while taking a bubble bath."

Beelzebub

You weren’t really sure why Beel liked you coming with him to the gym all the time, even if you didn’t exercise. He said your presence was calming and that it made him focus better, which was odd because a lot of the time you just sat on an unoccupied machine and scrolled through your D.D.D.

Today was much the same, with Beel running on the treadmill and you watching some videos. The gym was pretty empty, just a few students exercising here and there.

Your eyes drifted to Beel who was running without even breaking a sweat. His body was all solid muscle: his arms, legs, and abs looked perfectly chiseled and toned. Last week you accidentally ran into Beel in the hallway and it felt like you had smashed into a brick wall. Beel, on the other hand, was completely fine.

You began to wonder what Beel thought about your body. He could be pretty handsy at times and he wasn’t shy in his affections. But what if there was something he didn’t like? Something that he thought needed changing?

He’s never mentioned anything about exercising to you before. But you thought back to the students you had seen in this gym: all of them were extremely fit with incredible bodies. You couldn’t help but start to compare yourself to them and think that maybe you were lacking.

Just then, Beel finished his run and walked over to you. You weren’t sure what kind of facial expression you were making but it seemed enough to concern him because he asked, “MC, is everything okay?”

“Hey Beel... do you ever wish I had a nicer body?”

He squinted in confusion. “What do you mean by ‘a nicer body’?”

“I don’t know... just better. Whatever nicer looks like for you.”

Beel was quiet for a moment, thinking. “No, I've never wished for that before. I still don't know what you mean by 'nicer'. I love you. And I love your body because its yours. The only thing that matters to me is whether you’re happy. And as long as I'm still allowed to touch you, then I'm happy.”

He looked at you nervously then, biting his lip. "Am I... still allowed to touch you?"

You laughed and reached to give him a hug, loving how safe it felt in his arms. "Of course, big guy. Thanks for making me feel better. You always know what to say."

Beel flushed with pride and closed his eyes in happiness, leaning into your hand as you patted him on the head.

Belphegor

You knew you were dreaming because you were sitting in a R.A.D classroom surrounded by fellow students, but you couldn’t focus on any of their faces. They were blurry, as if someone had smudged them like an artist had smudged some charcoal.

You were at your desk, looking around the classroom, when as if on cue all of the students began to slowly gather around you. They stood there silently for a moment, unmoving, and you felt a shiver go up your spine.

And then one by one the students began to hurl insults at you.

“You’re not good enough. Not good enough for Belphegor.” “You’re ugly, you’re hideous. “You’re unwanted, go back to where you came from.” “You don’t deserve what you have, don’t deserve good.” “You’re weak.” “You ruin others, you ruin everything.”

As they insulted you the students began to draw themselves closer, pushing and shoving to reach you. They almost made a cover over your desk as if to block out all the light. You hunched over your desk, shaking and panicking, trying to curl up to protect yourself.

One of the demons began shaking your shoulder roughly, you yelping in pain. He began yelling in your ear, “Wake up! Wake up!”

“MC! Wake up!”

You startled awake and looked around the room in fear. You were in Belphie’s bed, your pajamas sticking to you with sweat. Belphie was looking at you with concern, one hand still on your shoulder.

“MC, you’re okay. It’s just me. It was just a nightmare.” You let out a sob and buried yourself in his arms while he patted you on the back until your breaths evened out.

“D-Did you see my dream?” you asked. You were nervous about showing Belphie that weak side of you, the insecurities that had been brewing since the two of you had begun a relationship. He looked apologetic. “I did. You were whimpering and shaking in your sleep. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

He reached over, one hand smoothing your hair, the fingers of his other hand interlaced with yours. “None of what they said was true, you know.” You looked down, embarrassed. “I mean it, MC. You are good enough. You’re beautiful, you’re wanted, you deserve all the nice and beautiful things in the world, you’re strong. And most importantly, you lift others up. You lift me up everyday.”

He lifted up your hand and pressed a kiss against it. “You lifted me out of darkness. I love you so much. And I’ll gladly stay by your side, for as long as you’ll have me.”

You grabbed the front of his sweater to draw him into a rough kiss, lips bruising. “Forever, Belphie. Forever.”

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gloryofluv · 3 years

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Random Headcanons

These are random and in no particular order. Sorry, but that’s unfortunately how my brain works.

Satan is left handed to be opposite of Lucifer. He spent long hours teaching himself just so he could be successful.

Leviathan has a stash pictures of MC on his computer. He hacked his brother’s D.D.D’s to get them. The file is encrypted and Lucifer is the only demon to know that Leviathan has them. (Of course without telling him)

Mammon has to kiss all of his credit cards and important rubbish at night before he flops over to sleep. He ends his routine with cuddling MC’s sweater they forgot about in the sitting room. It’s now his and smells just like his human.

Asmodeus has a hidden physical picture of MC and Solomon in his night table that he looks at when he’s feeling insecure. It’s to remind him that those two unique humans wanted him. It makes him feel loads better after kissing them.

Beelzebub still hasn’t realized that the hidden stash of his favorite goodies is from MC. Belphie told him it was a food fairy just to fuck with him.

Belphegor actually cries silently sometimes when he wakes up from a nightmare that he succeeded in killing MC and they never came back. It hurts worse than remembering Lilith’s death.

Lucifer is a huge fucking softy. He has single-handedly had to take care of his brothers for eons, and as hard as he is on the outside. He still had kept all the small mementos of their first months in the Devildom. He has them locked in a hidden safe in his bedroom.

Solomon actually doesn’t care that he’s a shit cook. He enjoys it and has selective hearing. This man was made for excellence and refuses to hear that you don’t like his food. A former King who doesn’t take critque.

Barbatos refuses to get drunk. The last time he did, he accidentally went back in time and scared the shit out of Solomon before they made a pact.

Diavolo is a sad boy at night. He looks out his bedroom window at his Devildom. Though he has worked so hard, it was so difficult to do without someone praising his work. He identifies with Lucifer to an extreme but it kills him that Lucifer keeps him at a distance as well.

Mammon actually shit talks with Diavolo in texts all the time. Diavolo is half the reason why he gets in so much trouble and Mammon knows he can’t say the Demon Prince told him to do it. Diavolo does it because Lucifer will spend an hour at the castle, complaining about the antics. Full circle.

Barbatos was told not to look into Diavolo’s future because Diavolo’s biggest fear is being a disappointment to his father and doesn’t want to know if he ever fails him.

Leviathan is actually a great singer, but refuses to sing in front of anyone because of his massive amount of stage fright.

Satan took notes of MC’s habits out of curiosity of humans at first. When he was caught by MC, they sat down with tea and allowed Satan to ask all the questions he wanted. He had aquaintances, but never spent an immense amount of time around one.

Lucifer actually has cameras stationed in discreet places throughout HoL. He can’t be with his brothers all the time, but he watches them every so often. Not for trouble, but for the tender moments.

Asmodeus doesn’t care about gender. Fluid completely. Doesn’t mind when someone refers to him as her or whatever makes them happy. Totally into breaking barriers and would certainly dress drag if you wanted to go to a show.

Beelzebub is a sweet emotional baby. The one thing that gets in his way is his consuming hunger. However, if MC was crying, he is the best hugger and comforter. He will even put food off as much as he can just so he can smooth out the sadness. His bane is tears.

Belphegor writes poetry. He’d never admit to it and hides it under his mattress. Satan caught him once and complimented him, but Belphegor swore him to secrecy.

Solomon forgot what it was like to admire another human before MC. His life has been so long that it was consumed with always reaching goals and self appointed achievements. Watching MC move through the Devildom with empathy made him realize that he was missing that in his life.

Diavolo is touch-starved and the first time he hugged MC… he realized just how much he needed more. All. The. Time. He tried to convince Barbatos to pat his head after finishing work one night, but Barbatos politely declined. This daddy demon just wants love!

#headcanon #obey me #demons #human #mc #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #barbatos #solomon #diavolo #random

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danger-noodle-uwu · 3 years

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This is a pretty graphic idea I had but I understand if you don’t want to do it or find it too triggering.

I want to request hc’s of the Brothers + Datables (but if you do the Brothers and Datables separately than just the Brothers please) reacting to MC being summoned but MC’s covered in blood and holding a weapon like a bat or knife, because they massacred their abusive family and they don’t feel bad about it at all. Mc’s pretty emotionally hollow and they don’t show much reaction or fear to dangerous situations either since the Bros do start off threatening and rude but they relate to Mammon since he’s emotionally abused by his Bros and physically punished by Lucifer.

This is only if you feel comfy doing it and I apologize if I broke the rules and making you find it very triggering and disturbing

Trigger warning!

Mentions of blood/murder/abuse

Do not proceed if sensitive

Lucifer

At the summoning part, Lucifer would be merely worried about what type of student has diavolo choosen, pitying his taste. Though he was but a demon, weary and skittish around you.

The Avatar of pride scared of mere human?

(Though he kinda was)

Blood being spilled on the floor was common in devildom yet he was unfazed.

But now, things are different and he can't help to worry about how this weak creature will influence on his brothers.

the fallen-morningstar tried to keep you away from the entire of his brothers including himself.

He also made sure that never was anything that could be used as a potential weapon surround you.

Often the man would receive rather harsh words from you and get somewhat hurt. Yet , not a single cry reach your ears.

(Que enemies to lovers dynamic)

When the pair started dating, the raven-haired demon had already known the past and what it once held for mc...

Oh how much he wishes, he helped you instead of interrogating every movement, to regain the 'you' that your parents killed. So, he will find a solution. To find those rascals in the realm of spirits or demons and put them once again at your mercy.

Prepare yourself Mc. For a whole month of pampering and love as he will never dare repeat the mistake he made.

Mammon

As the story is, Mammon didn't encounter you first but only heard melody of your voice.

The first meet was unforgettable, he was petrified to see the blood dripping off your slender bruised figure.

One thought that he was scared however, No he was anything but scared. He had thought you were the one hurt like--you know h-how Lucifer hurts him.

He rushed towards you but was stopped by the eldest saying " They aren't hurt." And this was the first person tried who befriend you.

When your words were sweetly aimed at him and just HIM. He'd feel his heart beat racing like crazy which made him believe he thought you found him special.

He was never honest with anyone, until you showed up. His biggest fear was snapping because of the mean comments his brothers pass and you had probably done something similar.

He wanted to know. Though dense he may seem, he hoped you'd tell him.

Was it scary? Do you feared this before? Is it still scary? Do you feel emotions after this?

Yet he never asked...

When the greedy Boi and mc started dating, they told everything about their condition. Of how they snapped.

He was the most understanding of his brothers and promised to never let another one harm you. Not even you.

He loved even more since that day. Not to mention 1323433454455686 'I love you's per day.

Leviathan

Blabbering lord knows what, Leviathan had stepped out of his room even if that was to scold mammon and get his money back.

He obviously knew about the exchange program but what he didn't know was that bloody murderer would be part of it!!!

He wasn't moving when he saw the numb expression you wore and the bloody knife you had held.

Inside, he was scared shitless but he didn't know how to show it.

A mere-human had terrified The great admiral of hell's navy. What shame he was.

"Oi cut it out!" Yelled the scummy yet kind demon protectively moving between the two.

In the beginning, he felt unsafe only by your gaze and refusing to make eye contact.

And then, a good day to exit to his room. The true reason being the pearly raindrops that had littered the gardens of HOL.

He saw you... soaking wet smiling and hurting... shining brightly though it felt dim.

That day. That dammed day. He found out who truly were. A beautiful person who was just hurting and breaking.

Since then, he has been a mix of a nagging mother but also shy as if a touch-me-not.

Dating him was heavenly, he wasn't shy with touch yet words were a whole another thing to him.

He always left 'Love you's in the chats and reminders on your phone that were just a bunch of 'eat healthy' 'stay safe', etc.

And this was certain that his love will never end.

Satan

Snatching the bat from your hands, the blonde-man threatened to kill you with your own weapon if you dared to move.

And that's exactly what you wanted... to die... to end the suffering...

And he saw it.

Saw how horribly you were hurting, he knew what it felt however, he couldn't lose his composure not in front of his brothers.

Wrath is a storm which is followed by pain. He knew this. Same in your case except pain knocked the doors first.

He knew it was too early for asking. So, he kept his mouth shut. Not wishing to hurt you any further though he didn't know why he felt this way.

When you finally finished your 2nd month in your new home, things had changed as the Avatar of wrath often talked to you not about how bloody you arrived or you had killed but are you okay now?

His words were soft. So sweet.

Each time he would offer you his shoulder to cry on, you would feel your heart slowly warm up. Slightly more each-time.

Soon enough you started dating the green-eyed pact demon of yours, recalling the long lost feeling of warmth and love.

The knowledgeable one loved to show physical affection especially in front of his brothers.

Oh~ the smell of their burning envy, when he kissed the nape of your neck and complimented you.

Post-its were his favorite though.

He would often write 'Love you, kitten' 'take break,love' 'you look amazing today',etc.

Asmodues

He yelped when he saw a bloodied figure emerge from the purple haze. Are they okay?

He was concerned only till a knife was spotted next your seemingly heartless figure. Now, he was somewhat hiding behind satan in disgusted yet anxious way.

You gaze deeply disturbed him to an extent he even had nightmares of you ripping him open with same knife and had that soul-less expression.

He much like Leviathan refused to see you after the encounter but what was different, was the course of events...

He saw you arguing with Lucifer, for you refused let him hurt Mammon who curled behind you.

Asmo felt pity for you as he knew the outcome of an argument with the eldest.

"Lucifer don't hurt him, please. He already has enough bruises" Asmo says giving his sweet brother Luci the puppy eyes, hoping they would work. (Yeah they didn't)

But nonetheless Luci~ still backed out and left the hallway.

You rush for the poor injured demon, he is crying while thanking you for the save.

And there for one moment, The lustful blond saw emotion in those glassy eyes of yours. It was beautiful and aching at the same time.

Making him greedy for more...

Later the very same day, he approached you finally asking the questions his head was haunted by.

What was weird? He didn't blame you for breaking instead he complimented you for being a survivor of such harsh tortures.

Accepting his confession was the best thing you ever did.

He is open with affection especially when you both are in public to show he is yours. You are his. You belong together.

for his hunger to see those pretty eyes shine with joy is endless, he makes Mc smile with happiness and love

Beelzebub

Famished as always was the sixth born. Especially after smelling human blood.

Little did he know the blood of the now dead parents of mc, the exchange student.

He wasn't even fazed unlike his brothers. He couldn't care any less than he did nor about the blood neither about the weapon clutched in your hands.

Even if you passed insults, he wouldn't mind. Sometimes, he asks why you dislike him? And is fine even if the answer is illogical. (Don't fuckin hate him)

Numb eyes. Tears flowing freely. Cuts. Bruises. Hurting. Dying inside.

The glutton wipes the sweat off his forehead remembering the condition of yours in that horrendous nightmare.

You looked awfully similar to belphi when- when s-she died. He blamed himself and hurt himself for being so useless. Just like you do.

And then realization hits--

YOU ARE HURTING!!

He now knew why your rude words didn't hurt him because you were like belphegor trying to protect your fragile heart.

Why you look numb? because you're trying to hide the pain. Push people away so you don't get hurt when they go away.

The following day, you were gently woken by the huge teddy bear. He held a hand out for you before taking you to his room for the special breakfast.

You teared upon the sight instantly realizing that he recognized your suffering. He apologized for not noticing earlier and from now, he will be there for you.

Never in the three realms did he think he'd fall for you? Maybe he had all along just didn't notice....

Once you begin dating the orange-head, he was ecstasic and cheerful all the time. Encouraging words followed you everywhere.

He would often eat the entire fridge out. So as apology, a cupcake with sorry written on it was placed on the kitchen counter. Other days, when he won't go such extreme, carrot chips or a poison apple etc. Waited for you.

Beely is the opposite of possessive. Protective. He is Protective and supports you through the ups and downs in life. He was your true savior. A savior who never judged you for your past.

His Love is the sky, you learned to fly in.

Belphegor

He had heard the tale of how the human exchange student had shown up covered in blood with a bat in hand.

Never did he believe that it was true until seeing the monotone figure of them.

The way they spoke made them like Lucifer. Emotionless. Heartless. Ruthless. Monster.

He wanted to strangle them on spot but he was stuck within the confines of the attic.

The sloth couldn't help passing comment making mc slowly reveal the aching heart of their own-self.

Expression faultered and he saw it--No, no more like felt it. The way their tears were swallowed. The way their voice turned monotone once again to cover what had already been seen.

However, the seventh born didn't say a word, he just showed affection through body language as they couldn't touch each other yet.

After he was free from the prison of an attic, he ran to you. His star. The one that guided him out to freedom.

It felt weird dating the lazy demon. Afterall, he was doing nothing other than shoving compliments in your face and dozing off here and there.

Few months pass and things become smoother than how they were.

Now, he always compliments you but softly and sweetly. Always willing to listen to whatever you wanna rant about.

"You are my true love, Mc. The star that guides to where I belong when I'm lost."

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Welp! That was long as hell. Anyway, thank you for the request. It kinda feels like you and my sister share the same brain cell cuz she said the same thing but like- mc ate their organs and more messy. God I hope you like it...

Good day!

#shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me smut #obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me angst #obey me headcannons #obey me scenarios #obey me x mc #obey me dateables #obey me #obey me shall we date

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saeyoungchoismaid · 3 years

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in all honesty, i don't know how this would work, but it intrigued me.

24 + diavolo, maybe? if you can find inspiration for it :)

You did it perfectly anon!! FINALLY an ask for hubby Diavolo <3 Lmao this was just supposed to be a little drabble like the rest of them but nO I just hAd to go overboard. So now I have to add all this mess:

Pairing: Lord Diavolo x gn!reader Genre: angst, fluff, fake dating au Warnings: uh his dad hates you??? Summary: With the Demon King wanting Diavolo to find someone to rule with him, it’s only natural that he lies and says he’s already found someone(you), right? Word Count: 2k words (so much for this being a drabble lmao)

24. kisses for a cover (I’m assuming this means like a cover up like a lie)

Being the prince of The Devildom comes with many responsibilities, including but not limited to: running The Devildom since his father has no interest in The Devildom’s affairs, hosting events and gatherings to strengthen his bonds with other lords and the other rulers of the three worlds, keeping an eye on the student council (which is mostly composed of meddlesome brothers that he cares for deeply), and the list goes on.

Oh, can’t forget the fact that he is required to marry and have someone to rule by his side. Yeah, that’s apparently an important one. He’s always realized his responsibility and has accepted all parts of his life as fact, but when you come down from the human world to participate in his program, his solid plans suddenly all come to a screeching halt.

It becomes clear to him that he can’t go and marry someone just for the sake of The Devildom. I mean, he’s been ruling The Devildom for most of his life just fine without someone else! He decided he wasn’t going to do it. He doesn’t want to marry anyone except for you and when he does, it’ll be because you two are ready for marriage, not because it’s his duty as prince.

His father didn’t like that though.

Despite Diavolo being the ruler of The Devildom, he is not yet the Demon King. That title still belongs to his father, who always has the final say. And in this case, his final say is that Diavolo cannot rule the kingdom on his own any longer.

Diavolo sees red when he hears this news.

It isn’t until his father decides to host a party to introduce him to possible suitors that Diavolo lies and says he’s already found someone to rule by his side. When asked who, Diavolo says your name, and, of course, his father wants to meet you right away.

The only thing is, Diavolo hasn’t told you of his true feelings, meaning you are oblivious to how he truly feels about you. His father cannot know of this though. So, with Diavolo on his knees before you, he begs you to pretend to be his lover. He promises that he’ll do whatever you ask of him, as long as you do him this favor.

Unbeknownst to Diavolo though, you’re just as crazy about him as he is about you. So of course you agree to his plan.

Asmo helps you with your appearance, Satan teaches you some big words to use in front of the Demon King to impress him, Lucifer teaches you the proper mannerism to use in front of him, Mammon lets you wear his most expensive jewelry, Beel shows you the correct silverware to use during the dinner and in what order to eat it in, plus what to avoid, Levi gives you history facts about The Devildom and what the Demon King has done for it before Diavolo took over, and Belphie reminds you to flatter the Demon King as much as possible to please him. Barbatos, of course, goes over everything with you again to make sure your success is definite.

When you’re finally ready, Diavolo picks you up at six o’clock sharp to bring you back to his father’s mansion for dinner. He smiles when he sees you, though his smile shrinks a bit when he notices how stiff and nervous you are.

“You look beautiful,” he whispers to you when you reach him, gently taking a hold of your hand to kiss the back of it. His smile returns to its original state when you smile at him, your cheeks gaining heat to them at the compliment.

“Thank you. You look quite dapper yourself,” you reply softly, admiring him in his fancy suit. His smile turns into a grin, happy to hear that you like his suit. His tie is your favorite color and everything.

“Well, let’s get going,” he says as he leads you to the car and helps you get in. He talks to you about every and anything on the way there, trying to distract you and calm you down before you arrive. It works up until the car pulls up in front of his father’s mansion, your throat suddenly going dry. “You’ll do great,” he promises.

He helps you out just like how he had helped you in before assisting you up the grand steps. When you reach the door, he gives a single powerful knock before waiting. You two aren’t waiting long before the door is flying open and a small woman is standing there. “Good evening. Please come in,” she greets meekly, pulling the grand door open for you two to walk inside.

You two are then led to the dining room, where your chairs are pulled out for you two to sit. Within the next minute, the Demon King is walking in. “Welcome, welcome! I’m glad you two made it here okay!” he greets, surprising you with how chipper he seems. He takes a seat at the head of the grand table, your hands starting to shake a bit in his presence despite how friendly he seems. During Levi’s history lesson, he told you about all the scary things he’s done in his time.

As soon as he’s taken his seat, servants are flocking in with trays of drinks and appetizers. You all wait until they’re gone before beginning to eat. You stare down at your plate, trying to remember everything Beel and Lucifer taught you. Why are there three spoons and three forks? Surely you don’t need that many. You glance at Diavolo and pick up the same fork as him, taking a deep breath to help relax your nerves.

You glance at the Demon King to find that he looks satisfied with your silverware choice. Was this a test? You don’t have time to ponder it before he’s firing into questions about you. The first one being: “So, you’re...human?” How are you supposed to answer that? Of course you are, and he obviously knows this.

“Um, yes,” you stutter out, feeling your cheeks flush when you realize your mistake. “Yes, your highness!” He lets out a small hum, seeming to make a mental note of your mistake. From there, things seem to only get worse. It’s like you suddenly forgot how to speak like a normal person and things you’d never say are flying out of your mouth. You’re just trying to impress him and make him approve of you but you’re doing the exact opposite.

It isn’t until the end of dinner that he announces this.

“You know, son, I’m not sure this one is the best idea,” he starts, frowning at you as he gives you a once over. Before he can even continue though, Diavolo is standing up and glaring down at his father with a look of pure anger. You’ve never seen him so worked up before.

“I don’t care what you think about them! You told me to find someone to rule with and that’s what I’ve done. I love them and they will be by my side as I rule over The Devildom!” he announces, making your jaw drop as you stare up at him. You close your mouth and clench your jaw though when you remember what you’re here for. He doesn’t actually love you. He’s saying all of this to convince his father that he’s found someone who will rule with him.

You apparently tuned out of the conversation at the wrong time because the next thing you know, you’re being tugged up by Diavolo and his lips are finding yours. Your eyes go wide in shock despite your brain trying to yell at your body not to show any signs of surprise. It’s easier said than done though.

All too soon for your liking, Diavolo is pulling away from your lips. Something flashes in his eyes—hope or love maybe? Eh, who are you kidding—before he’s turning to look at his father again. “You see? I don’t want anyone else; I want them! They’re mine and I’m theirs!” he shouts at his father. Before he can reply to his son, Diavolo is dragging you out of the room and to the front of the house where the car is awaiting you both.

Diavolo is silent for a long time while you two drive back home, a heavy frown on his face and his knuckles white with how tight he’s clenching his fists. “I’m sorry for all of that,” he apologizes softly, bringing your eyes away from his hands to his face. He’s not looking at you though, simply staring out his window at the scenery passing him by.

“It’s okay. I understand. Barbatos informed me of your relationship with your father,” you say softly. They get along and all, but they more often than not end up in some sort of disagreement. It’s normally about how things are being done in The Devildom though.

He sighs and reaches over to take your hand in his, staring down at the small hand in his big one. “I hope you’ll still consider my proposal,” he says softly, making your brows furrow.

“What proposal?” you ask. His eyes finally meet yours and your heart skips a beat at how expressive his eyes are.

“To rule The Devildom with me, of course,” he replies like it’s obvious. Your brows shoot up to your hairline at this news though.

“What? I thought that was just something you were telling your father, so he wouldn’t force you to marry some rando,” you rush out, trying to wrap your mind around his words. There’s no way he actually wants you to rule The Devildom with him. You wouldn’t know the first thing about ruling over thousands of other people—er, demons.

His brows knit together at your response, his other hand moving to grab your free one. “(Y/n), I’m sorry. I...I should’ve said something sooner,” he whispers, staring down at your hands now. This only confuses you more though.

“Tell me what sooner?”

He’s silent for a long moment, trying to gather the right words he wants to say. “I love you. What I said back there, it’s true. I want you to be by my side and help me to run The Devildom. You have so many good ideas and suggestions, I just know you’ll make a wonderful leader.”

Now you’re just gaping at him like a fish.

“What? No. No, I...I can’t,” you mumble, pulling your hands out of his. He just pulls them right back to him though.

“You can’t? Can’t what? Be with me?” he asks softly, his voice sounding close to breaking, just like his heart.

“No! No, I...I want to be with you. I love you too. I just...I don’t know the first thing when it comes to ruling over demons, most of which want to eat me,” you reply, trying to sound playful and joking but failing, your words being too true and hitting too close to home.

That didn’t stop Diavolo from smashing his lips to yours for a passionate kiss though. “That doesn’t matter. None of it does as long as I get to be with you. I’ll even step down from being King for you,” he mumbles against your lips after you two pull back for air.

“No, don’t do that. These people need you just as much as I do. I’ll learn how to rule with time. Just stay by my side, okay?” you whisper back, pulling away from his face enough to look up into his eyes.

He smiles brighter than The Devildom’s moon as he nods his head rapidly. “I swear I will. I’ll help you every step of the way.” He seals his promise with another kiss...and then another...and then just one more to be sure.

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astaroth1357 · 3 years

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Demigod MC Series: Athena

So. I have to deal with the virgin goddesses… By mythos, there really shouldn't ever be children of Artemis, Hestia, or Athena (yes, Athena was a virgin goddess). PJ got past that by making it canon that Annabeth and her siblings were born from cracking open Athena's skull (yes, that's also more or less the canon explanation). They gloss over it real quick but I remember, Rick. I've always remembered and that mental image has haunted me for years...

I can't, in good conscience, ignore the history around Athena's worship (call it an academic restraint) but I REFUSE to do the skull thing. So, since I make the rules here, I'm going with magic adoption. They still get magic powers, they're just more human than demigod. Cool? Cool.

Demigod MC Series: Intro, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hades, Dionysus, Demeter, Athena

Lucifer

The human that popped out of the portal seemed to have enough sense not to attack everyone in the room for a change, but even Lucifer could tell that was more of a strategic choice than for lack of ability...

Their very existence was highly unusual… and quite worrisome. He wasn't even aware Athena could have "children" of her own, but apparently she had been taking in some particularly bright humans to raise and train like her own...

Unbeknownst to him, a surprising amount of human scholars, diplomats, and generals have her to thank for their trade… and that alone should speak to the level of intrigue at play here.

Was this an accident or Athena's attempt to plant an Olympian spy in the Devildom too…? Either way, he didn't trust them from the get go…

Look, Lucifer isn’t stupid. Athena is a goddess of Wisdom and War and war happens on more than just the battlefield…

Since they've shown up records have been going missing, official documents keep getting misplaced, and he swears that there's some kind of bug in the student council room...!

It's infuriating watching the MC suck up to Diavolo when he's almost certain that they're running their own agenda behind the scenes! And he can't prove any of it!! They cover their tracks too well!

Lucifer has one of those corkboards covered in newspapers and string in a secret wing of the Castle - 100% dedicated to just tracking the MC's activities…. The longer they're there, the more obsessed he becomes...

He swears between Simeon, Solomon, and MC he feels like a shepherd wondering why the sheep are growling… The Devildom has never been in more danger than it is right now... Send help.

Mammon

To be honest, he kind of thought that they were just going to be Satan 2.0 but that's not really true.

They're more than just a book sponge! Though they do read, like a lot. Let’s just say from one schemer to another… Game recognizes Game.

They come up with plans and ideas soooo fast, it’s insane! Honestly, there are times where he has a new money-making plot and he just brings it to the MC first to run it over.

Nine times out of ten, not only do they sniff out any problems but they have a solution for him in a matter of minutes! His scheme game has been on point since they’ve shown up!!

They’re also even better tutoring than Satan is, so he’s even managed to get a couple A’s for the first time in his life! Lucifer actually told him he was proud (which he secretly recorded and now uses as a ringtone much to his brother’s regret...)

So yeah, he likes them... buuut that doesn’t keep him from thinking they act a little weird sometimes...

Mammon: *points to a unused tower close to the RAD building* Over there is the Tower of Sorrow. We use it for storage.

MC: Ah. Interesting… *starts writing in a notebook, muttering* It may need a few minor tweaks but the location is defensible...

Mammon: *stops* Ya say somethin’?

MC: *looks back up* Nope! Say, you’ve been to the Castle a lot haven’t you? Do you know any good ways in?

Mammon: Uhm… Why do ya want to know that…? *starts looking around for Lucifer*

MC: In case of emergencies. I like being prepared. 🙂

Mammon: Look, I don’t know what Lucifer might’a told ya…

MC: I’ll pay you a thousand Grimm for it.

Mammon: Well shit, ya want those maps with or without color?

... Yeeeah, that’s pretty weird… But it’s probably fine. I mean, as long as they keep giving him money, who’s he to complain? 🤷‍♀️

Leviathan

Also thought that they’d be a lot more like Satan but was pleasantly surprised that they were into more than books.

What else did they like exactly? Military strategy!!

It’s been a looong time since he’s been able to talk to someone who’s actually interested in all the battles he’s fought, both in the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, and their curiosity is kind of flattering...! Not a lot of people take his strategic prowess all that seriously anymore...

Plus, they are the BEST partner to have any turn-based strategy game. Hands down. He once got stuck on a level of D-COM for weeks until the MC walked in and mopped the floor with the AI!! They have a serious head for probability and tactics.

The House once made the mistake of letting these two be on the same team during a Hell Game and they absolutely demolished the competition. Mammon didn’t even get a single shot off before half his team was lost to a rigged paint grenade… It took a whole day to clean up…

However, Levi’s also noticed some odd things about the human… He likes that they’re interested in his past but maybe they’re a little… too interested?

Levi: -and that’s how we defeated the Four Horsemen before they escaped from Purgatory.

MC: Wow, Levi that’s seriously impressive!! *furiously scribbling on a notebook*

Levi: Well t-thanks… 😅 But, uhm... are you writing that down…?

MC: Hm? Oh no, just doodling. *they lift up the notebook to show a bunch of cute little sketches on the page… and not the magic-based invisible ink all over them…*

Levi: Oh you draw too? Can you do fanart???

MC: Eh, sometimes. But say Levi, can you tell me about your naval ranks again? I’m still really curious… *gets the pen ready again with a smile*

Satan

Oh, it's been a long game of cat-and-mouse between these two… and unfortunately, it’s been pretty addicting too.

He honestly had every intention of tricking the human into making a huge mess do he could bother Lucifer, but at every turn they proved just a hair too clever for him...

He once gave them a cursed book to “lend” to Lucifer, but they saw through it the moment they touched it and lifted the spell before handing it over.

He rigged a podium to spray glitter during one of Lucifer's speeches but the MC disconnected the trigger mic before he even got on stage. It was pretty dang frustrating...

At one point he got so desperate that, just as a test, he tried to trap them in the House's Music Room. Fortunately for them, it only took a few minutes to work out an escape. They even passed by him in the hallway with a wink!

It's confounding! It's infuriating!!

...and it's so damn sexy... He should be furious but he’s just in awe!!

Add on that they know their art, literature, and multiple different crafts thanks to the tutelage of their adopted mother and that’s it. He’s finished. This boy is in love.

Truthfully though, a part of him is 90% sure that they’re also gathering state secrets… Like, they’re watching Barbs and Diavolo far too close for comfort - but he just can't bring himself to care. 🤷‍♀️

The MC could walk into his room one day and say, "Hey, do you want to help overthrow the monarchy with me?" and he dreads it because deep down he knows that he wouldn’t say no…

Take some notes, kids. Some bad influences get you to drink or do drugs. Others pull you into a centuries long conspiracy to destabilize and topple rival realms from within… But he has fallen for their brain hard. Devil help them all…

Asmodeus

They’re pretty clever, he’ll give them that, but uh… Are they a little off to anybody else?

Asmo is a charmer by birthright so he has a bit of nose for when someone’s just a liiittttle too nice… Not much of a nose mind you, because he can be thrown off by compliments himself, but enough to think that the MC might be a little too… “kind” for their own good...

First off, who wants to spend that much time with Levi?? They don’t even seem that interested in anime! They just keeping asking him for old war stories…

Then all the sucking up they do to Diavolo and Barbatos? Look, he gets it. Diavolo is a delicious piece of man-hunk and his butler could give him a lesson or two in sweet-talk (and he has), but they seem to be just a little too… nosy.

Of course, Asmo’s suspicions disappear pretty quickly after they start to spoil him with spa nights and beauty secrets they picked up from “casual research” into the subject.

And you know, get a little Demonus in Asmo and start massaging his back? Oh, sweetie he’ll sing like a bird!! … with gossip. Singing with gossip.

Asmo: So I’ve heard that Lucifer has been spending more time at RAD than usual… His whole club is talking about it, they think he’s meeting with some witch!

MC: Hm, is that so? *works on a knot near his shoulder blades* What do you think?

Asmo: Ooh~! Right there, MC! *purrs and lays his head on his arms* Well come on, this is Lucifer we’re talking about! I’m sure he’s just working.

Asmo: Hmm... though come to think of it, I think I heard him asking Barbatos for the spare keys to the Tower of Sorrow…

MC: Oh really? Huh. *works out the knot and gets up* I just remembered that I left some papers with Satan... I’ll be right back.

Asmo: You’re going already??

MC: *waves him off quickly* I’ll be right back, Asmo. *hurries out the door to do totally on-the-up-and-up things… surely*

Beelzebub

Honestly he doesn't like this one… But not for the reasons you'd expect.

He agrees with everyone else that they seem a little shady, but Solomon and Simeon are too so it's not like that's anything new... 🤷‍♀️

No, no. He dislikes them because they're the person who FINALLY figured out how to keep him from eating all the food in the kitchen!!

Turns out that the trick was to put a teleportation charm on the fridge door that would send all the food away if it’s opened after a certain time of night…

And where does it go? The Purgatory Hall fridge. And where does the Purgatory Hall food go…? The HoL fridge…

It doesn’t sound so bad until you remember that it means half of their fridge is now Solomon’s leftovers…. 🤢

After they put the same kind of spell on the pantry, it was all over… He couldn't get midnight snacks from the House anymore… Everything was contaminated by Solomon…

The MC is a nice enough person, he doesn’t have a lot of complaints about them, but he wants them to leave. Now. This is inexcusable… He’s so hungry… and he doesn’t want to die by “goulash” or whatever Solomon calls his latest culinary catastrophe… He’s still too young for death… 😓

Belphegor

In a way, he absolutely could not have asked for a better person to help him get out of that attic.

… In another way, he got one of the worst possible people to try and kill... Like. They saw through his scheme sooo fast…

How was he supposed to know that the human had training in body language and sniffing out lies???

Getting the door open was a piece of cake for them. They knew enough magic to undo the seals and just rummaged around Lucifer's stuff long enough to find the key to the door. He could not have found a more competent individual for a break out, really.

It’s just… well he didn’t expect to go from locked in a room like a prisoner to tied up in enchanted rope, still like a prisoner but now mobile. 😑

They even used his own hug ruse against him! They caught his wrists when they got close and tied him up before he could shake them off...

Admittedly, it wasn't exactly the best look for them either - what with walking Belphegor downstairs to the others like a one-man-prison-caravan but they're as silver-tongued as they are sly so they talked their way out of it beautifully…

And like hell was he going to trust them after that!! And not even Beel liked them so something had to be up...

Well, you want a detective? Look no farther than Belphie (no seriously, it’s in the canon). He can put things together pretty fast when he puts his mind to it and watching the MC for a while gave him enough proof to work off of...

He always knew that, humans were bad news and the MC just proved it to him all over again. They are bad news, bad bad news and they’re going to-!

Overthrow… Diavolo…? Is that what he is getting from them…? Huh…

Wait a second, MC. You might just have him interested… 😏

#you say athena mc is smart #i say athena mc is spy #because where better to use your smarts #in war #obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me demigods

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Apparently, I was feeling down in the dumps just like any other day, but i'm really trying.

To anyone who's feeling the same as me, here's a bit from your comfort characters.

The brothers + Dateables & (platonic) Luke comforting you in their own way

TW! Please read at your own risk!

How they comfort you

Lucifer

He places his papers down, he'll look up at you for a moment

He'll stand up and would go to hug you in a comforting way

He's the eldest, he's not the best at consoling, but he carries a huge burden with his responsibilities

Even that and his past regrets hurt him, and he keeps it to himself

He'll let out a shaky breath and kiss the top of your head lovingly

"One day... it would stop raining, I promise you."

Mammon

He smiled sadly as he held you closer, the both of you were watching a movie together

As the family's punching bag, even he has these thoughts from time-to-time

He's the go-to if you want to be comforted

He'll put off his tsundere act, he's the second eldest

If the first-born can't be the nurturing type of the elder brothers, he has to step in and have them tell him their problems

Even Lucifer would admit things to him sometimes

"I can't tell ya when, but i'm always here whenever ya need me. I'm your first man, remember?"

Leviathan

He wouldn't know how to react to that

He feels the same, he has very negative thoughts

So both of you would end up becoming a pile of pain

But he'll silently pull you to his lap, shyness be damned

The both of you need an escape

So you ended up having an anime marathon, watching in silence as he held you close

"Normie... even I don't know how to answer that."

Satan

He'll put his book down, he'll immediately pull you into an embrace

Resting his chin on your head as he gently stroked your hair

He comforts Asmo at times, so he'd know a bit more about consoling others

He'll pull away and tell you so many things that would distract you from how you felt

If it could help you feel better, he would whisper everything you wanted to hear

He'll kiss every inch of your face lovingly, as means to say you aren't alone

"It would get better someday, maybe not today, but you're never alone."

Asmodeus

You couldn't exactly push yourself to tell him, so he had to assure you so many times he wouldn't judge

When you tell him, he'll smile at you softly

He'll place a soft kiss on your lips and tell you how amazing you are for being this strong

He'll smother you with kisses so long as you allow it

He would praise you, he would remind you that you're loved

He'll smile softly at you whenever he sees you, he would take extra care of you than just flirt, because you mean just as much

"Darling, anyone could feel this way, you shouldn't be ashamed of it... I'll always be here for you."

Beelzebub

He was the older twin between him and Belphie

He knows how to comfort his brothers just as Mammon

He'll sit beside you silently, having you eat snacks with him

As you tell him every single troubles you have, he would silently listen

He'll smile a little at you to brighten the mood

He'll lay on his back and let you lay on his chest as he plays with your hair

"You're doing great right now, i'll always be by your side."

Belphegor

He'll nuzzle closer to you as you were both cuddling

His face nestled onto your neck as he breathes softly

He wasn't the best in comforting people other than Beel

He was the type to be comforted more often than the one to comfort

He was upset that he couldn't assure you like his brothers

One hand would rub comforting circles on the back of your hand while the other pulled you as close as he could

"I'm... not the best with comfort, but i'll be honest with you. It won't get better, we'll just have to find a way to cope with it... keep staying strong for me, please."

Diavolo

He'll frown in worry as this was new to him

He wasn't sure how to comfort others as the rest tend to walk on eggshells when around him

He'll likely ask for advice from Barbatos

Would come back to you and give you a big bear hug

He doesn't like seeing you like this

But if it's your way to open up more to him, he doesn't mind

"This is new to me, but you can always tell me everything."

Barbatos

He'll pause with his work first

He'd make you take a seat as he sets a piece of cake and tea in front of you

He would smile gently at you as he lets you tell him everything

This wasn't new to him, Diavolo had these moments as well

He'll take you to walk with him as means to distract you

He'll tell you words of phrase

"I'll always be right by your side, confide in me if it gets hard for you."

Solomon

He'll hum understandingly

He wasn't one for physical contact much, neither was he one for comfort

But he'll try his best to help you in every step of the way

Sometimes, he would come to you with a few experiments

He'd like to have you escape from your thoughts as much as possible

"I don't mind you like this, we're the same, we can always lean on each other."

Simeon

He'll scoop you in his arms and shower you with love

He'd tell you lots of things

He'd call for you to bake with him and Luke so you could get your mind off it

But if you'd want to talk about it, he wouldn't mind either

He'll give you bunny kisses as means of comfort

"You're strong, little lamb... never forget that."

Luke

He'd want to help you

But he'll likely ask guidance from Simeon to help you better

He would bake for you

He would compliment you

He would hug you tightly to push his point across

"I know you're having a hard time, but i'll always be here for you!"

#obey me shall we date #om!#obey me headcanons #obey me comfort #lucifer obey me #mammon obey me #levi obey me #satan obey me #asmo obey me #beel obey me #belphie obey me #diavolo obey me #barbatos obey me #solomon obey me #simeon obey me #luke obey me

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