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Obey Me: A Gift for You [Demon Brothers]
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🕷 pairing: demon brothers x f. reader
🕷 summary: You're gifted a pair of panties from the Demon Brothers, so you wear them for him.
🕷 wc: 6.5k
🕷 warnings: pet names (darling, love, treasure, baby, kitten, kitty, hun, doll, cupcake, moon, little moon), degradation (slut, whore), jealousy, choking, fingering (f. receiving), impact play (spanking, cunt slapping), oral sex (f. giving and receiving), unprotected sex, food mention, making-out, the heels stay on, marking (biting, scratching), hair pulling, praise, masturbation, pillow humping, mention of smothering with a pillow, panties used as a gag, cum swallowing, collar with a bell, possessiveness, dom/sub undertones, breeding kink, body worship, bondage with ribbon, objectification, use of a bullet vibrator, 69, handjob, implied food play,
🕷 a/n: this is strictly 18+ content as links lead to adult content!
🕷 date: April 17, 2024
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Lucifer
“Barbatos said you needed help with some paperwork?” You ask as you enter Lucifer’s office. You hold a thick file under your arm as you walk forward.
“Is that so?” Lucifer asks, not bothering to look up from the stack of papers in front of him. He taps his monogrammed pen on the mahogany surface, biting his bottom lip as he finishes reading the paper and moves to the others. 
“Yeah,” you click your tongue. “Barbs said I was distracting the Young Master.” 
You roll your eyes before you set the file on the desk with a thump. You push it toward Lucifer before sitting on the edge of the desk;  a habit he loves and hates. 
“Your impression of Barbatos has gotten much better,” Lucifer sneers as he finally looks at you, his eyes roaming over your body. 
Your thighs are splayed on his desk, clad in black thigh-high stockings held with a blue garter belt. The skirt you wear is nearly bunched at your hips and your black heels shine, reflecting the light in his office. 
“I see why Barbatos labeled you as a distraction,” Lucifer smirks as he sets the file aside along with the rest of his work. 
You shrug. “He was the one who said Dia needed me to grab the file. I don’t see why Barbatos couldn’t do it himself.”
“Best not to defy him, darling,” Lucifer says as he rises and steps between your thighs. His hands grip them as he pushes you back until you catch yourself on your elbows. You blink slowly as you look up at him, his black hair falls over his eyes and you lick your lips when you spot him staring at your blue panties. 
“You were at the Demon Lord’s Castle in the panties I gifted you? Parading around like a little slut for everyone but me? Is that any way to thank me, love?” Lucifer's tone is low, and dangerous as he raises a dark brow in question. 
You resist the urge to moan, shaking your head as you maintain eye contact. 
“I didn’t want to go over there. I wore these for you, Luci.”
Lucifer hums as he considers your words, remaining silent as he takes a step back and pulls you off of his desk. You stumble, but he’s there to straighten you on your feet. 
His nose presses to yours, his lips tantalizingly close. You want to kiss him, taste him but he spins you and you catch yourself with your palms. 
“Lucifer!” You gasp in surprise. 
Lucifer gets on his knees. His hands roam over your legs, fingers gripping the lace at the top of your stockings. He admires the blue panties you’re wearing.
His fingers fiddle with the bow above the little peekaboo window, his lips press kisses to the curve of your ass before he’s on his feet. 
Slowly, Lucifer spreads your legs with one of his. His left-hand wraps around your throat as he bends you further while his other hand moves between your thighs. 
“You wore these for me?” Lucifer asks he pushes your panties to the side and two of his fingers slip into your wet cunt. He growls, his hold on your throat tightening when you whimper. Your eyes shut, nearly panting as he fucks his fingers in and out of you before his thumb brushes your clit. 
“Answer me, darling. It’s rude to keep me waiting,” he whispers as you drip all over his fingers and pant leg. You nod, moaning when he releases your throat to smack your ass. 
“I did. I wanted you to see them on me,” you admit as he bunches your skirt at your hips as high as it will go with one hand while he removes the other from your cunt to suck his fingers clean.  
“Tell me, love. Did Diavolo get a preview? How about Barbatos?” Lucifer asks, failing at hiding his jealousy. 
“No! Never!” You exclaim as he moves back to admire your frame bent over his desk, wet and needy for his touch. 
Lucifer palms his cock over his pants while he watches your legs shake unsteadily in your heels. 
With ease, he unbuttons his pants and pulls the zipper down. He’s quick to push his boxers down his thighs and rip the buttons off his shirt. 
If you’d been facing him, you’d be drooling over his delicious body, begging to lick every inch before he stuffs his fat cock down your throat until tears run down your cheeks. 
However, today isn’t about you. It’s about those blue panties you’re wearing that hide very little of your ass. Which is why he had picked them out for you. 
He couldn’t wait to fuck you on his bed. Your back to him while you rode his cock while wearing the stockings, panties, and garter belt. 
The thought alone made his mouth water as he pumped himself a few times. You beg him to fuck you. Your thighs pressed together to try and distract you from the throbbing between them. 
Lucifer smacks the back of your thigh, getting you to spread them open before he presses the head of his cock at your entrance. 
“Lucifer!” You moan as he slides home, his hand on your hip and the other pressing his fingers to your lips. 
“We must be quiet, darling. We aren’t the only ones in the House of Lamentation tonight.”
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Mammon
Mammon had a busy day. Levi was on his ass about paying him back, so Mammon had to do a last-minute photoshoot just to give a payment to him. He’d have to do a few more in the next few weeks to finish paying Levi off but then he’d be free to borrow from him again. 
Goldie was taken again by Lucifer, so Mammon’s next goal was freeing his sweetie. 
Groaning, Mammon takes his jacket off as he enters his bedroom. He had a shower at the set and was ready to get in his pajamas and climb into bed. 
Sighing, Mammon takes his shirt off, tossing it onto the couch beside his jacket. 
What he doesn’t expect to see is you bent over his pool table as you try to sink the eight ball. 
Mammon freezes in his spot. He’s not sure if you’ve heard him and he doesn’t want to startle you as you lean over further. If you notice your skirt hiking up further, you don’t make a move to correct it as you move the pool cue. 
Silently, Mammon eyes you hungrily. He spots the yellow panties he gifted you on your last date from beneath your black skirt. He wears matching boxers under his jeans. 
The ruffles on the edges make him gulp as you curse when you slip, your breasts pressed on the table as you balance yourself on one high-heeled foot. 
Nearly drooling, Mammon watches as you finally sink the last ball and stand on both feet. 
“Hell yeah!” You cheer as you place the pool cue on the table.
“Been here long, Treasure?” Mammon asks as he leans against the table. 
“Oh!” You giggle as you walk toward him. 
“I was waiting for you. Levi said you had a job.”
Mammon rolls his eyes. “Just like him to tell ya my business.”
“Oh, don’t be like that,” you frown as you pull him into a hug. He smiles as he breathes you in, his face buried in your neck while you rub his broad shoulders. “I missed you and you weren’t answering.”
“It was a busy shoot. I barely had time to have lunch before I needed to get back on set,” Mammon explains as he grabs your hips. 
“I’m glad you’re back. I’ve got you all to myself for the rest of the night,” you grin as you press your lips to his. Mammon moans against your lips, his large hands moving lower and beneath your skirt to grab your ass.
“Mammon!” You groan as he nips your bottom lip, sucking it before he releases it. His fingers toy with the edges of your panties before he moves his hand to the front. 
“What? I just want to feel your heart,” he smirks as he traces the heart on the front of your panties. 
His hand moves lower, feeling the wet spot on your panties before his lithe fingers push the material aside. 
“Fuck, Treasure. You’re always so wet for me, huh?” Mammon groans as he feels your wet cunt, his fingers easily slipping inside. You grip his shoulders, your heels making you teeter.
“I’ve got you, Treasure. I always will,” Mammon promises as he kisses you while his fingers curl inside you and fuck your soaking wet pussy. You moan into the kiss, allowing his tongue to meet yours as your hand moves between your bodies to grip his hard cock over the denim. 
“You’re moving too fast, baby,” Mammon chuckles as he noses your throat before kissing it. “You haven’t even allowed me a taste of that sweet, sweet pussy.” 
“Greedy bastard,” you mutter before Mammon spanks you, gripping your ass harshly in his hand and squeezing it until you gasp. 
“I am, don’t forget it, Treasure.”
Mammon lifts you onto the pool table with your skirt hiked up to your hips and your blouse ripped down the middle, the buttons strewn on the table and his bedroom floor. Mammon eyes you greedily, licking his lips as he shakes his white hair out of his eyes. 
You spread your legs further as you look up at Mammon. Your heels hang over the edge and you admire the beautiful ridges of his torso and his glowing tan skin. You reach out for him and he allows you to touch him freely while he kisses you. His fingers thread in your hair while yours unbutton his pants and unzip them. 
Mammon kisses his way down your body, expertly removing your blouse and bra before his lips are wrapped around a hardened bud. He’s greedy with his tongue on both tits, licking and sucking them until he’s satisfied. 
“As pretty as these are, they’ve gotta go,” Mammon says as he tugs your panties down your thighs. He stuffs them in the back pocket of his jeans before he’s kissing down your body, sinking his teeth into your hips before grabbing your thighs in each hand. He tugs you to the edge of the table, not caring if you’re arousal stains his precious pool table. 
“Mammon!” You exclaim as you fall back onto the table and stare at the ceiling. You arch your back as his tongue meets your cunt, teasing you as your legs drape over his shoulders, heels digging into his broad back. 
“Fuck, Treasure,” Mammon slurps, his lips shiny with your wetness. He dives back in, his fingers fucking into you as he ignores the throbbing of his cock. He wanted to mount you, fuck you full of his cum, and then fuck it all back into you. 
Mammon wanted you to reek of him. He needed the halls of the House of Lamentation to stink of him and your coupling. He wouldn’t be satisfied until Lucifer was banging down his bedroom door, pleading that you stop. 
“So delicious,” he grunts as he palms over his cock, his tongue teasing your clit, gently sucking it just to watch your squirm beneath him. “Such a good girl for me, Treasure. So good.”
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Levi
Levi loathed leaving his bedroom, more so when Lucifer demanded that he did. His older brother was the only demon who could get him to abandon his precious manga and video games. He was just about to start a new anime (Don’t Look Under the Bed Because There’s Probably a Monster, Even if Monsters aren’t Real and Don’t Hide Under Your Bed), when Lucifer banged on his bedroom door, ordering him to go check on you before dinner. 
The two of you had dinner duty, and with it only a few hours away, you had to get started within the next hour or two. Levi didn’t want to piss off Lucifer anymore than he already was, so begrudgingly he went to your room to get you. 
Normally, Levi would knock before entering your bedroom, but he was too busy muttering about Lucifer and his anime to remember to knock. It wasn’t like you needed him to anyway. You always welcomed him in quickly and with open arms. 
One time won’t hurt, right?
However, when he steps inside and shuts the door, he’s frozen solid. 
Gulping, Levi watches as you hump his missing pillow. Your back is to him, and he notes you’re naked except for the orange ruffle panties he gave you as a gift. He remembers how red his face had gotten when he left the gift on your bed just a few days ago, he didn’t realize you’d known they were from him. 
“Fuck, Levi,” you moan as you grind your cunt into his pillow, ass bouncing as you pick up the pace. You’ve soaked the pillow under you, no doubt making it harder to return but you couldn’t help yourself. Levi had invaded your thoughts until you couldn’t resist but smother yourself in his scent and finally steal something that belonged to him that he probably wouldn’t miss. 
Levi is in awe as he watches you, cock growing hard in his pants as you moan his name again, cupping your tits in your hands and throwing your head back as you soak his pillow with your cum. 
“Levi, are you just going to stare or are you going to come over here and take care of me?!!” You ask as you look at him from over your shoulder. 
 “I-I wasn’t staring!” Levi stutters, feeling his face grow warm. “Lucifer said, and then dinner, shopping. Not staring!”
You climb off his pillow slowly, allowing him an eyeful of your ass in the tiny thong. Levi never imagined you’d wear them, much less for him but here you were in all your glory humping his pillow and asking him to fuck you. 
Frozen, Levi just stares as you approach him. Your lips meet his as you strip him down to his boxers in between kisses and moans. 
You have him lie on the bed, his pillow beside him. You straddle his hips, kissing his cheek just to feel the heat of his embarrassment.
“You’ve kept me waiting,” you pout as you place the pillow over his face. 
Levi groans as he smells your arousal. How many times had you cum at the thought of him? How many times have you soaked the fabric with your juices? Levi could die right now and he’d die a happy man, blissfully inhaling your scent. 
“Don’t be greedy,” you giggle as you move the pillow under his head, your tits brushing his face as you place it under him. 
“There,” you grin as you take his shaky hands in yours and place them on your tits. “Want to feel some more?”
“Y-yes,” Levi clears his throat. If this is a dream, he never wishes to wake up. He would gladly stay underneath you forever if it meant you’d be touching him like so.
“What do you think of the panties? I wasn’t sure if orange was my color but they look so good on me, don’t you think?” You ask as you place Levi’s hands on your ass and you swear he almost cums in his pants. 
“They look go-good,” he blushes as you guide his hands to the ruffles. 
“You have good taste, baby,” you state as you easily slip the panties off you. Levi watches as you tug his boxers down just enough to release his leaking cock. He’s too horny to be embarrassed, almost prideful as you lick your lips when you take it in your hand. 
You’d love to tease him, make him beg, make him suffer but you’re too turned on to think straight. Your mouth wraps around him, engulfing his length greedily as his eyes flutter shut and your name forms on his lips. His hand grips your hair, guiding your movements as you meet his pelvis and he hits the back of your throat. You swallow and his thighs clench as he almost sees the Celestial Realm with how high you take him. 
Levi is near tears now and you pop off his thick cock long enough to get on your knees and reach for your panties. 
“Open your mouth for me, Levi.” You instruct and he does so obediently. 
You stuff your soaked panties into his mouth as you stroke his dick. Levi’s cries of pleasure are muffled as you take him back into your mouth. One of your hands is between your thighs, fingers fucking your soaked cunt while you continue to bob up and down Levi’s cock. 
His groans and moans grow rapidly, his body trembling from pleasure as you feel him hit the back of your throat moments before he’s cumming down it. 
Levi feels hot tears roll down his cheeks as his hips continue to thrust into your poor throat. You swallow hungrily, a few stray tears rolling down your cheeks until you pull off him, cum and spit coating your pretty lips. 
Levi catches his breath before he sits up and spits out your panties. His hand grabs the back of your head before he slams his lips on yours. His tongue meets yours in a hungry, messy, cum-filled kiss.
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Satan
Rain pelted the windows of the Devildom late at night. Satan had spent all day in the library looking for a particular book with no luck. 
He had fallen asleep and woken in a puddle of drool before he gave up and decided to head to his bedroom after a shower and a brush of his teeth. 
Now, he lay in bed with a thick book on his lap as he leaned against the headboard. He had walked through the quiet halls of the House of Lamentation and figured everyone was in bed. What he hadn’t counted on was you showing up in his bedroom with a poof and a sparkle of magic. 
“Kitten?” Satan sets his book on the nightstand beside his bed. “What are you doing up so late?”
“I was with Solomon learning a new spell and got locked out of HOL. You didn’t answer my texts,” you frown as you begin to undo the buttons on your blouse. 
Satan looks at his D.D.D. and realizes he never turned it back on after Mammon was spamming him with messages asking for money. 
“Sorry, Kitten. Mammon was begging for money again,” Satan apologizes as he looks at you. He notes the collar on your throat, the tiny bell jingling when you take your bra off to toss on the floor. 
You step out of your high-heels and shimmy out of your skirt leaving you in just your thick thigh-high socks and strappy green panties.
“You wore these for Solomon?” Satan growls as he lifts one of the straps with his fingertip.
“Of course not, Satan. I wore them for you,” you huff, as you crawl into his lap, legs on either side of his hips. 
“Wearing them under such a short skirt says otherwise, Kitten. Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” Satan asks lowly as his hands grip your bare ass, the pathetic green straps do nothing to conceal you. 
“Maybe,” you tease with a sly grin as you press your breasts to his bare chest. Your fingers twirl his blonde hair as you lean in to kiss his lips. 
“You play a dangerous game, love,” Satan sighs as his fingers grip the tiny bell on your collar, another one of his gifts. 
“Only because it turns me on,” you admit with a smug smile as Satan tugs your collar and your eyes darken as you meet his wrathful gaze. 
“Watch yourself, Kitten. You’re not the only one with claws,” he remarks as you lick your lips before he kisses you passionately. His hands cup your face before moving to your hips. He groans when you suck his bottom lip into your mouth, tugging slightly before releasing it. 
Satan smirks as he quickly moves you over his lap, your ass in the air as he spreads your legs further. When his palm smacks your cheek, you gasp before moaning. He smacks the other cheek and you bite your lip to keep from moaning his name for everyone to hear. 
“Count for me,” he commands as he spanks you a third time and then a fourth. You keep count, thighs soaking wet from your arousal as he finishes with number fifteen. 
His hands soothe the ache, gentle words leaving his lips with praises of how good you are for him. 
“Such a sweet kitten when you want to be, huh? Can’t listen the first time, always have to push the boundaries,” Satan coos as his fingers dip into your wet cunt. 
“Satan!” You moan wanton as his fingers curl inside you. He hushes you, his free hand pressing his fingers to your mouth. You take them in greedily, sucking and slurping on his digits with both holes. 
“That’s it, love. Be a good kitty for me,” Satan smiles as you tighten around him, his fingers soaked to the knuckles as his thumb finds your clit. 
You’re nearly there, your moans announce it as you squirm on his lap. He fucks your mouth and your cunt with his fingers, giving you hell at both ends before your muffled screams fill the air. 
His praises fall on deaf ears as you cum, nearly sobbing when he slaps your cunt twice and has you suck his cum soaked fingers clean. 
“Hands and knees, love,” Satan demands as you struggle to get on your shaky legs. Your body thrums with arousal, hot and aching for more as you arch your back. Satan tugs you toward him by your hips.
“Fuck, Satan,” you curse into the sheets as he stuffs you full of his cock. His nails dig into your hips as he pulls you toward him, the fat head of his cock reaching your cervix. Your eyes roll back as you take the pounding, greedily asking for more when his hand smacks your jiggling ass. 
“These panties sure have come in useful tonight,” he muses to himself as he watches your hungry cunt take his cock like the good whore you are. For a moment his thoughts run loose, imagining what it would be like to breed you, to see your breasts round and full of milk for his spawn. Everyone would know you were his and only his. Everyone would envy him. Everyone would seethe knowing you were with child.
“Satan!” You scream as pleasure overwhelms you, pussy clenching around his cock, creaming it as you milk him for all he’s worth. 
“Fuck, Kitten,” he scowls, looking up at his ceiling and ignoring the thumping of his headboard against the wall. Perhaps the two of you have woken everyone in the house but he doesn’t dare stop, especially when you start begging him to cum deep inside, stuff you full of his cum. 
Satan aims to please as he does just that. 
Perhaps his dreams will come true.
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Asmo
Asmo sat on his bed painting his nails live on Fab Snap. 
“Isn’t this color just fabulous? It’s one of my favorites!” Asmo gushes as he paints another nail, blowing on it as comments fly by on the screen. He giggles as he shows his finished hand to the camera, thanking everyone for the compliments before moving to his other hand. 
Asmo has been live for almost two hours. The moment you’re out of the bath, he’ll say his goodbyes and end the stream. He’s been dying to get you alone all week but unfortunately, his bank account needed some money.
Five minutes later, you stand in a fluffy pink robe with a pair of pink heels and the cute panties Asmo gifted you. 
Asmo pats the bed. You cross the room to him, gently kicking off your heels as you lie back on his bed. 
“Let’s get you out of this,” he smiles cheerily as he untied your robe and helped you out of it. He pushes it to the other end of the bed after taking the silk ribbon used to tie the robe. 
Carefully, Asmo places your wrists over your head and wraps the silk ribbon around each wrist before tying them together. 
“Well, don’t you look ravishing,” Asmo grins brightly as he admires your beautiful body. You look away, feeling your cheeks grow hot as he continues to compliment you until you meet his gaze again. 
Asmo takes his time with you, kissing your cheek, jaw, neck, collarbones, and sternum. He’s generous with his kisses, covering the expanse of your chest with his lips just to listen to your soft moans. 
When his lips wrap around your nipple, you gasp, turning to putty beneath him as he settles between your legs. His fingers trace the strappy pattern of your panties. Fingers gently go over the tiny pink roses just to watch your legs twitch. 
“So sensitive,” he giggles as he takes your nipple into his mouth and gently nips it. He takes his time licking and sucking each breast until they’re glossy with his spit and lip gloss. 
“Asmo!” You moan his name as he kisses his way down your body further, his teeth sinking into your hip, leaving his mark behind. 
“Let me take care of you, hun. I knew you’d look so pretty in these,” Asmo bites his bottom lip as his eyes admire every pretty strap on your hips. His finger lightly traces the design until he’s pressing his fingertip to your clit. 
You gasp, surprised, and move your wrists upward. 
“Uh-uh, my love. I’m not done with you yet,” Asmo giggles as he flips you onto your stomach, lifting your ass in the air as you steady yourself on your knees. 
His hands slowly rub your back before gripping your ass. Your hands are bound in front of you, keeping you from reaching back to touch him. You want to feel him pressed against you, have him encompass every fiber of your being. You don’t have to think when you’re around Asmo, happy to be his dress-up doll, his toy for his pleasure; whatever it may be. 
Asmo’s fingers brush the ruffles as his lips kiss your spine.
“So beautiful, my love,” he whispers as he kisses his way lower, his fingers moving your soaked panties aside. You moan softly, pushing your ass toward him as he chuckles. 
“So eager,” Asmo coos as his finger circles your hole. “So needy.”
You nod, tugging on your restraints before a soft buzz fills your ears and you perk up. Asmo giggles at your reaction as you arch your back further and his tongue meets your pussy. He teases you at first, sucking on your clit and wetting his lips with your essence. Once he’s had his fill, you feel a soft vibration on your clit from the pink bullet vibrator in his hand. 
“Fuck, Asmo!” You try to fuck yourself on him but he holds you with his free hand. 
“Behave, doll. Or we’ll have to stop playing,” he warns as he moves his hand to spread your ass for him. You feel heat rush to your face as he spits on your hole and his tongue traces it after. 
Your thighs tremble as the vibrations quicken, soaking your panties and your thighs. Pleasure courses through your body, his name heavy on your tongue as you fall head first into utter bliss. 
Asmo watches you come undone, a proud smile on his lips as he speeds the vibrator up, matching his movements with his tongue just to watch you spasm. 
When you fall face-first into his bed, he removes the toy and kisses your lower back. 
“Ready to play again?” He asks with a smirk as you lie boneless on his sheets, nodding meekly. 
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Beel 
Hunger always struck at the most inopportune times for Beel. 
He spent hours at the gym lifting weights and trying to keep his mind off his hunger. He even took a scalding hot shower to make himself focus on anything other than the pangs of hunger in his stomach but not even the steaming bathroom could help him.
By the time he had arrived at HOL, it was silent. Everyone had gone to bed, and the only light on was the one in the kitchen where he stood. 
“Hey, Beel,” your voice startled him as he looked up from the fridge. He was about to make himself a sandwich when you walked in. 
“Hey,” he greets you, eyeing your skirt and thigh-high socks. “What are you doing up so late?”
“I just got home. Solomon wanted me to learn a new spell and then he tried to make me dinner.” 
Beel grimaces with you. “Want me to make you something instead?”
You nod as you head for the cabinets to get your secret stash of chocolate chip and pecan cookies from the Human World. 
You grab your stepladder, climbing to the top step while Beel watches in amusement. You could have just asked him for help but instead, you reach upward, your skirt rising as you lean forward to grab your secret cookie jar. 
Beel notices the red panties you’re wearing, and his hunger turns into lust. 
They’re the pair he gifted you just this morning. A lacy pair with an open crotch. His mouth waters at the sight of your cunt on display as you grab the jar of cookies and begin to climb down from the stepladder. 
The moment the ceramic jar is on the counter, Beel is on you. 
His large arms wrap around your waist as his broad chest presses to your back. His lips kiss your neck, pulling your shirt off to the side to expose your shoulder. 
“You have no idea how delicious you look, Cupcake. I want to eat you whole,” he whispers as he presses his erection to the swell of your ass. 
“Beel,” you curse as he grinds on you for a moment before his hands rip your shirt clear down the middle. The scraps fall to the floor uselessly and his shirt joins soon after. 
“Come here,” he demands as he climbs onto the kitchen island and lies down before he helps you on top of him. “Uh-uh, the other way, Cupcake.”
Your cheeks are aflame when he positions you so that your ass sits on his face, your wet cunt dripping into his mouth as he tugs your skirt out of the way, tearing it off you when he gets desperate enough to taste you. 
Beel’s large hands grip your thighs as he licks up your slit, savoring every drop of your arousal. His cock is thick and heavy in his gym shorts and your thighs tremble when you lean forward to palm it.
Beel hums in approval, making a fresh wave of arousal soak his pretty lips. 
“Beel!” You moan as you grind on his face, smothering him and his sounds of pleasure. You want him. You need to have him in every way possible and his cock throbs in your hand as you tug his shorts down, unsurprised he’s gone commando. 
You nearly drool at the sight of his hard cock as you mouth at it, licking the head before you tongue the slit. He’s a mouthful, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth as you take him a little further but just the head of his cock is enough to choke you. 
You pull off him with a gasp, inhaling as much air as possible as tears stream down your cheeks. Beel chuckles as he continues to slurp up your wet juices, pussy so warm and creamy, and delicious. He’d eat you every hour of every day if you’d let him. You’re the only one who could dim his rabid hunger for a while. 
Beel adores you. He can never have his fill and you’re always needy for him. Your hunger for him rivals his hunger for food, and it’s always so pleasurable to satisfy you. 
You squirm on his face and he holds you still. Messy slurping sounds fill the kitchen as he sucks, licks, and teases your cunt. He could ruin you for everyone if he chose to, could make it so nobody else could satisfy the ever-building need to be stuffed and fucked full at all times. 
Beel would be content just eating you out until you couldn’t take anymore. Until his tongue grew tired and your pussy couldn’t cream anymore. He’d feast on you, body and soul and you’d surrender to him willingly just to feel the pleasure that his talented tongue provided. 
You take his cock back into your mouth, saliva coating his length as you take more of him and you inhale through your nose as you push further. Spit soaks Beel’s pelvis, dripping to his balls as you release him, coughing as you try to catch your breath before wrapping your hand around him to jerk him off while taking his balls in your mouth to suck those instead. 
Beel rewards you with two fingers in your cunt. You clench around him as he sucks your clit and your hips rock back and forth on his face. He loves to see you dripping, soaking every bit of his face as your sweet moans go straight to his cock. 
The lace of your panties is ruined. There’s no saving them but Beel doesn’t care. He tears them easily and slides his tongue into your hole, fucking you on it as you squeeze his head and choke out his name. 
You cum hard. Beel moans your name as he’s rewarded for his efforts. He guzzles down every last bit. The noises he makes are obscene as he savors your taste on his tongue until you’re utterly spent. 
“Really?” Belphie’s voice startles the both of you. “We eat off of there.”
You cover your face in embarrassment as Belphie walks out of the kitchen without another word but Beel doesn’t seem fazed. 
With trembling legs, you climb off of Beel. “Let’s continue this in my room.”
You pick up his shirt and put it on before heading to the fridge for a bottle of whipped cream and a container of strawberries. 
Beel’s mouth waters as he grabs the cookie jar and your torn clothing. He hopes nobody will notice the mess on the kitchen island in the morning. Beel will be too tired from tonight to wake up early to clean it. 
Hopefully, Belphie will take care of it. 
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Belphie
It was no surprise that Belphie could fall asleep just about anywhere. 
Sometimes he’d fall asleep in the hall, in front of his bedroom door, or outside Asmo’s bedroom with a full face of makeup as a reward for his carelessness. 
Tonight, Belphie had snuck away into his attic. He had paid Mammon to take his turn making dinner so he could sleep all evening. He’d spent the day catching up on chores and laundry. He was too exhausted to complete another laborious task. 
You were relieved when you finally found Belphie that night. You had snuck upstairs in your pajamas just to climb into bed with him. He was warmer than usual, so you stripped down to your panties and snuggled under the covers beside him and his pillow. 
“Hmm,” he grumbled as he reached out to touch you. “Moon? What are you doing here?”
“I missed you at dinner. I was looking for you all day,” you whisper as he drapes his arm over your waist. He presses his nose to your shoulder, feeling the warmth of your skin before his fingers move down to grab your hip. 
Sleepily, Belphie opens his eyes to see what you’re wearing. He had assumed you were naked like he was while he slept, so when his fingers brushed a silky bow, he was puzzled.
“What’s this?” He asked as he swallowed a yawn. He looks down to see the purple panties he gifted you over the weekend. 
“Like them? I wanted to show them to you all day but you’re a hard demon to find,” you pout as you feel him play with the silk bow. His lips find your shoulder, kissing it. 
“I am hard,” he chuckles as he nips your shoulder. His hand moves upward, cupping your breast.
He lifts your leg and places it over his. He slides his cock over your wet folds, moaning at how hot and soaked you are. 
“Easy access,” he smirks as you turn your head to kiss him, tongues lacing together as he lines his dick at your entrance and pushes in. 
“Fuck,” your eyes roll back as you take him. The familiar ache is a little painful but pleasurable. Belphie stretches you with his cock, making you take every delicious inch as stars explode behind your eyes. 
“That’s it, Little Moon. Take my cock like the good whore you are,” he praises as he kisses your bare shoulder and then moves to suck his mark on your skin. 
You moan, grinding your ass on him as best you can as he devours your body with his. You take each thrust with a sob of pleasure as you tighten around him, screaming his name when he rubs your clit just how you like it. 
“Such a little slut,” Belphie coos. “I bet you paraded around the whole of the Devildom in a tiny skirt wearing these panties while you searched for me. Tell me, love, did you prance around for the House of Lamentation? For the lower demons around town? Or perhaps you decided a visit to the Demon Lord’s Castle was necessary?”
“Fuck, Belphie! I-I didn’t-” 
Belphie hushes your protests with his lips. A toe-curling kiss that shushes you as he grabs your hips and positions you on your hands and knees. Your face is buried in the pillows, your hands held behind your back as Belphie watches you fuck yourself on his cock, creaming all over him. 
“I heard Diavolo was having Simeon and Solomon over for dinner tonight. Did you join them? Perhaps they had you instead?” Belphie chuckles as he smacks your ass and watches as you cum all over his cock. 
Belphie grins, he pushes you onto your side, your back to his chest as your rapid heartbeats settle again. He’s known for his small bouts of energy but soon lethargy settles into him again. 
He’s slow with his thrusts and kisses. Slow when he pushes his cock as far as it’ll go just to hear his name roll off your tongue. He’s quiet when he cums, rope after rope filling you as you fuck yourself on him. Another orgasm rocks through you, your soft whimpers lulling Belphie back to sleep with his hard cock still nestled inside your warm cunt.
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cosmicstarlatte · 1 year
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You ARE The Father! (Obey Me!)
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After getting back to the human world you realized you were pregnant. You decided to keep it a secret during your relationship. After having the baby/babies for a few weeks, you finally decide to tell your demon baby daddy.
»Characters: Demon bros // -> [Part 2: Dateables] Now available!
»Tags: Female reader/MC, Unplanned pregnancy, Humor/fluff, Bulleted Style Fic
»Note: Sorry it's kind of long. Also I imagine the babies all heavily resemble their dads. 🥺♡ I might make a part two with Diavolo and Barbatos but they will be short stories. Well, maybe. Lol
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Lucifer:
"That's not funny."
Didn't believe you because how could you keep that sort of secret for months from him
You sent him a photo of you holding a very unamused baby boy with black hair and red eyes
The Avatar of Pride has fainted. I repeat, he has fainted
Didn't pack or say anything to his brothers once he woke up, he just bolted out the house to find a magic seal to travel to the human realm
Quickly let Diavolo know why he canceled their meeting whilst on the way to you
He arrived disheveled, man was sweating lol
Anyway he immediately reached for his child and cradled him
His baby's horns and wings popped out!
Barely wanted to talk to you at first, you wounded his pride...Did you think him unfit? Did you think he wouldn't accept?
He would've been there for you no matter what, it pained him that you went through everything alone
Promised to be there from now on
He hugged you and the baby "...I love you two. ♡ Come live with me. You two won't ever be in need."
Dia and Barb visited shortly to see Luci's baby!
His baby slapped everyone in the face at some point
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Mammon:
"Ha! That's a good one! I always loved ya sense of humor!"
Really thought it was a joke
You decided to surprise him in person instead
You got permission from Dia to visit
You had only told Lucifer ahead of time about the surprise visit but not why
When you knocked on the door holding the white-haired baby girl Lucifer had to do a double take
"Is this..."
He smiled and excitedly held her for a minute before returning her
"Excuse me" Lucifer said as he closed the door
"MAMMOOOOOOOOON!!!"
yeah the baby started crying
You could hear the loud commotion inside
The door swung open and Mammon stared in shock along with the rest of the family behind him
"YA WERENT JOKING!? GUYS...GUYS!! I'M A DAD!!"
He cuddled his baby girl and gave her so many kisses
You guessed it, the baby sprouted horns and wings after being held by him
Was upset at himself for thinking you were joking
He demanded you move in right away
"Nothin' will break this family. I got ya both! Daddy will take care of y'all! "♡
His baby girl managed to grab his wallet and wouldn't let go
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Levi:
"As if..."
Was skeptical...him? A dad? He always thought Mammon or Asmo would be first
He didn't know anything about being a dad but he was getting more excited the more he thought about it
You wouldn't lie to him about that right? RIGHT?
But why didn't you tell him sooner!? He could've been there for support like you always supported him!!
He texted you saying he would be visiting soon
He made a quick phone call to Dia for help getting to the human world
"Yeah let's not tell Lucifer yet heheheh"
He hurriedly grabbed a few figures and collectibles to go pawn off...kids are expensive!
After selling some things he bought some baby stuff and a gift for you...the mother of his child!!
When he finally made it to the human world he cried when he held his own purple-haired baby boy
The baby cried too lmao
The baby shifted into demon form & Levi wailed even more at his beautiful copy+paste baby
Both stopped crying when you played some anime on the tv
"I-I have a ring for you...w-will you marry me? I'll be the best husband and dad I can be!" ♡
He was planning on asking anyway; this just sped things up
He wasn't sure but he thinks his kid was giving him the stink eye when he was taking too much time with you...jealousy!?
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Satan:
"You're telling me this now?"
Yeah he was angry
He had a hard time believing it but he knew you wouldn't lie about something like that
After the call, he grew excited and couldn't wait to visit
Told Lucifer what was going on ASAP and he let him go to you
He tried to read as much as he could from parenting books while on the way to you
He brought some gifts and offered to let you nap while he bonded with his daughter
Yeah she shifted into demon form after being held by him
He cooed at her, brushing her blonde hair lightly, remembering his own birth
"Daddy might've been an accident, but you're definitely not. Just a beautiful surprise. ♡"
He would do anything you asked of him, he just wanted to take care of his own little family
"Hey listen to me...I won't ever let you two down. I swear it.♡"
His daughter angrily yanked the new kitty plushie from his hands and smacked him before giggling
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Asmo:
"Ahaha...riiight. That's not the first time someone's tried that on me! And triplets!? "
He loved you but that was a weird joke to pull so many months later
Seriously, triplets? You had to be joking!
You were a little hurt but you kind of understood his reaction
Either way you wanted Asmo to meet them and decided to do a surprise visit
You contacted Dia for help and Barb escorted you safely to the Devildom (it was hard moving around with 3 babies!)
You nervously waited with your babies at Dia's castle while they summoned Asmo first before the other brothers
"Lord Diavolo, I'm he-" you heard Asmo gasp
He froze and took in what was in front of him
"You weren't joking!?"
He sobbed and cried out apologies to you, as he tried to figure out how he could pick them all up (sorry only two at a time!)
You handed him the two girls and watched as they shifted into demon form in his arms
Mini Asmos!
He excitedly talked about all the different outfits you could all wear and match as a family
You took one of the baby girls and handed him the boy and watched as he too shifted
"You're my family! My big beautiful family! Papa will make you all proud! I'll work SO hard!♡"
The other brothers happily joined the gathering a few minutes later
Every time someone picked up one of the babies, they were happy and friendly!
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Beel:
"Huh? What? What do you mean? ... I'M COMING."
Mixed emotions: Anger for not telling him. Excited that you had his child. Sad that he wasn't there to support you on the journey. Happy overall for his new family.
He wasted no time after you told him, he called on Lucifer to let him go to the human world. His brothers caught wind and wanted to go too.
Teared up when he saw you standing and holding his baby boy, he gave a big soft family hug
Was surprised and excited when his baby shifted into demon form when he held him
It was a mini him!
He was absolutely in love with his new family
"I will give you both everything. No matter what. I will take care of you two, always.♡"
Wouldn't stop doting on you two
Growled when Belphie wanted a turn to hold his baby...he might've been a little too protective
But everyone did get a turn eventually
His baby bit/nibbled everyone at some point
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Belphie:
"Twins!? Mine!? When!? You should've said something!"
Was upset you kept it from him. Scared because what if he fails you and them? But was happy to have his own little family
As soon as he hung up, he quickly called Lucifer for help and had Beel accompany to the human world
Freaked out because what do babies need? What did you need? He hurriedly bought ready made baby gift baskets hoping it would help somewhat
Each step towards your place was nerve wracking and exhilarating
Having Beel there soothed him a little so he was thankful
Belphie thought you looked so beautiful standing there holding his twins in little cow print onesies
He nervously held both and teared up when they shifted and they looked so much like him
The baby boy started crying and he freaked out
"Yeah he cries a lot. The girl however is very quiet and sleeps easily."
Belphie hummed a lullaby and soothed his son who rested happily on him.
"This is better than any dream.I will do my best to make you and them proud.That's a promise.♡"
Beel patted his back letting him know he had him and the others
His babies seemed to like cuddling a lot. They really liked holding fingers tightly.
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*Super long* Authors Note/Ramblings: Moved those notes to my AO3 journal lol
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strawberry-cowmilk · 1 year
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we are back with more baby fever causing fluff
the brothers with a pregnant mc
-> brothers x mc
mc is female, not proof read
content warnings: pregnancy, mentions of childbirth
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Lucifer
he will be very protective, as in he won't even let you carry groceries by yourself
if lucifer notices you're in even the slightest bit of pain, he will get you to lie down somewhere and massage any sore spots
he also brings you some sort of healthy snack from time to time
'diavolo, we need to postpone mc's courses at rad until at least she's given birth'
lucifer will also be there with you at every doctor's appointment, you can see his eyes light up whenever he sees the baby on the scan
Mammon
he loves feel the baby kick, if you're okay with it, he will poke your stomach to sort of play with the baby
mammon also likes to tell the baby stories about 'the times he did cool stuff'
if you get any weird craving at 4am in the morning, mammon doesn't mind running to the store to get you food
mammon wanted to be helpful, so he looked up what happens during childbirth, now he's very worried for you
Leviathan
when you first told him you were pregnant, levi was very careful around you, like he was scared to walk next to you with a heavy pot in the kitchen because what if he accidentally hurts you
or worse, what if the baby ends up hating him
levi did get used to the idea of the baby over time, he's not as afraid anymore
he even created an avatar for the baby in his life simulation games
Satan
he knows exactly what happens during every week of your pregnancy (he read five books the day you told him you were pregnant) so if you're worried about anything you can always talk to him
the books mentioned hospital bags and what should go in them, so satan may or may not have prepared a bag before you even started showing
the further along you get, the angrier satan gets when his brothers do dangerous stuff in front of you
Asmodeus
he already made a very long list of name options during the first week he found out you were pregnant
asmo loves to go shopping for baby items with you, he'll hold up a little onesie and go 'aww mc look how tiny they will be'
he already liked to cuddle with you, but now that you've got a baby bump you have to do it at least twice every day
like mammon, he looked up what happens during birth and almost passed out
Beelzebub
probably the happiest out of all the brothers when you tell him you're pregnant, if it's twins beel will be the happiest demon you'll find in all of the devildom
beel keeps a stash of all kinds of different food and doesn't even think about touching it in case you need anything
if the baby is keeping you up the whole night he'll gently rub your stomach and go 'please let your mother sleep'
he cried the first time he felt a kick too
Belphegor
it takes belphie a while to fully process you're actually pregnant
he'll look at you while his mind goes 'baby? mc?' until his expression softens and he hugs you
belphie read online that sleep is important for pregnant humans, he sees it as a good excuse to take more naps together, he's always holding your stomach too
he hates seeing you in discomfort, so he got you every pillow under the sun
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The Rupture (15x03) October 24th, 2019
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sparkbeast20 · 1 year
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Congratulation (Lucifer) you are the father!
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Prologue
Note: I'm in such a baby fever mood (For fics that is) and figure making another one of these fic with Lucifer.
Warning: Choking, Mention of sex and Mention of abortion.
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Lucifer has this sinking feeling telling to see if you're okay. Then again he always has that feeling, before and after that fateful night. 
He knew being that drunk would lead him to taking you for that night, both of you were under the influence. But you both had this desire and you both acted upon it. He heard your words, but he felt wrong hearing when you’re not thinking clearly. So was he.
By the time morning arrived, he couldn’t face the truth that that was all booze and alcohol. So he did what he did. He left that morning and put that night in the past. As if it never happened, he tries to convince himself that what you and he did was just a one night stand and that there are no feelings involved.
Even though he went to believe there were, that all you and he exchanged were truth.
But he lied to himself and told himself that they were all sweet… Nothing.
For the two months he tried to act as if everything was normal, but to a typical routine.
And it seems his assumptions were correct, because these past two months you acted as if you didn’t sleep with him. 
He’ll be honest and hope that you did care and did your usual tactic and yell and scream at him that you left, that you want to assure him that night was real, those words and confession were real. He’ll gladly accept his fault by leaving that morning.
But that never came, but he still waited for you to burst into his room, curse at the top of your lungs at him for leaving. He’ll make it up to you. He promised that.
That morning, Mammon told him that you were sick by the way he saw your face when you ran out of the dining room during breakfast.
That news made Lucifer feel a twist in his stomach. He was about to go and check up on you when he got a text from Diavolo asking him to come to RAD early for an urgent task.
Lucifer pauses and hesitates for a good minute before deciding to go to RAD. His idea was that if he finishes his task and asks Diavolo if he can leave early to look after you then he’ll have the rest of the day with you.
As he heads over to RAD he sends you a quick text, telling you that he’ll come to your room and see if you're doing alright. Before putting his phone back and proceeding to the student council room and did his task.
It took him all morning, but he managed to finish everything he needed to do for the day.
He told Diavolo and the prince agreed and asked him to tell him to get well soon.
He quickly walked back to the house of lamentation, then all of sudden he felt his chest and heart tighten, as if his body was telling him to get home quickly.
His walking pace quickly shifts into running and he slams the front door open. “MC!!” He yells your name, and quickly makes his way through the halls and reaches your bedroom. He quickly grabbed and found your door unlocked. He has this sinking feeling as he turns the door knob and opens the door, and his eyes widen when he finds your room empty, bed is a mess and all your school things in your bed like pens and textbooks are litter on the floor. He looks around and spots the bathroom door is open with the light on. He slowly walks over and peeks through and immediately his blood runs cold when he spots three white sticks scattered on the floor, looking closer and knowing why he was feeling anxious all day, he subconsciously starting to smell something.
You were pregnant, and he was the father. The scene on these three white tests as your scene and his mix together as if it's a whole different scene altogether.
He has to know. He has to know where you are.  
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All of the brothers took their sweet time getting back to the house after receiving an “Urgent” meeting, well that is what they can understand with how cryptid Lucifer text was.
Mammon, Satan and Belphie convince the others to arrive at the house late out of spite at Lucifer since they heard that he got to go home early that day.
Levi, Asmo and Beel were hesitant. But the other brothers bribe them into this plan.
However they all soon regret their action, when before they reach the driveway of the house. Lucifer stood on top of the roof, when he saw his brothers just arriving all he could see was red. He flew up and landed right in front of his brothers making a creator under his feet. In his demon form he quickly lunged at the brother in front of him which was Levi. He grabs his brother by the throat and hoists him up with his face filled with unbridled rage.
“WHERE HAVE YOU ALL BEEN! WHEN I SAY IT WAS URGENT THAT YOU COME HOME. I. EXPECT. YOU. ALL. TO. COME. HOME.” He was seething as he tightened his grip on Levi's throat, choking his brother. He let off a deep and unsettling growl before he tossed Levi right at his brothers. Beel and Asmo quickly caught him. He coughs and rubs his neck.
“Oi! What’s that big deal!”
“Lucifer…” Belphie doesn’t know why but he gets that feeling that they made a terrible mistake. “Is it about…”
“MC left. And I have no idea where she is!” He clench his fists tight, digging his claws into his palms “I need to find her. It's too dangerous for her and the baby to be out in Devildom.”
All the brothers eyes widened and gasped as soon they heard Lucifer say Baby.
“Lucifer… Don’t tell me…” Satan’s hands started to tremble as he spoke.
“MC is…” Asmo’s face turned pale.
Lucifer looks at his brothers as a tear starts to fall from his eye. “Pregnant”
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Seven months of searching and all dead ends. Lucifer was in a constant state of depression and anger. He didn’t have the strength to hide it. He has bags under his eyes, he seems paler than usual and his hair is disheveled.
All because he can barely sleep, staying up all night with a magic map right in front of him, just staring at it for hours to no end, trying to figure out where you could have disappeared to.
It took all his brothers to force him to go to bed, with Belphie staying in Lucifer’s room to make sure Lucifer sleeps every night. When he didn’t sleep. Belphie has no choice but to use most of his magic just to have a strong spell powerful enough to affect Lucifer.
Seven months since Lucifer or any of the brothers saw you. They miss you, they all do. Especially Lucifer. He regret not staying with that night or had to wait for two fucking months just to realize that he should’ve said something.
He would do anything to know if you are alright and if the child you're carrying is fine.
On what they assume was your ninth month of your pregnancy and your due date. Lucifer and the rest of the brothers are staying at the castle for that month.
Their plan is to use Lucifer’s connection to his child to find you both as soon they are born.
Diavolo was there to help him, with Barbatos’ power by his side. They can lend it to Lucifer to have the power to use the location spell and use Barbatos’ portal to quickly get to that location as soon Lucifer has the link to his child.
As soon as that month started. Every night after dinner Lucifer tried to use the spell, for next two weeks there weren’t any links. But he will try and try until he gets a connection to his infant.
Though, it didn’t escape their mind of a chance that you might not want the baby and decided to… get rid of it. 
That thought alone is torturing Lucifer to knowend. If you were willing to run away after finding out that you were pregnant, then there is a chance of you aborting the baby.
That night they were eating dinner. Mephistopheles came to the castle unannounced.
“Lord Diavolo. I have some news”
Diavolo wipe his mouth, “Go on”
“There was a disturbance at Hell’s Kitchen. All witness saw four witches at the scene when it happened-”
“That ain’t news, Mephisto!”
The noble shot Mammon glare before speaking again. “If you let me finish, you’ll know that the witches didn’t cause the disturbance.” He turned to Lucifer “The disturbance was caused by surge of powerful magic from a Half Breed hellspawn”
Lucifer looks at Mephisto in shock with his eyes wide open as he abruptly stands from his chair. “What!” That’s all Lucifer can say.
“Yes, it seems we seem to have found your offspring Lucifer.”
Note: Well, this was long overdo XD
I have an idea how this plot is going to go. But I want to know if you guys want Lucifer and MC's child to be a girl or boy?
And if they will have four wings like Lucifer or just two since their a half breed baby.
If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or rebloging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3
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arhiweebs · 2 years
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A Night with Lucifer.
Genre: smut
Warnings// let me know if I missed anything so I can add it// whimpering, whining, Cum, mentions of cum, breeding, cum tasting, overstimulation, begging, dominance, oral, making out, demon sex, aggressive, /// READ AT OWN DESIRES. Viewer discretion advised.
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He lifted your legs and pulled you close so his hips met yours. He leaned down to place a kiss on your lips. Taking a soft moment to look in your eyes and give a smile. You winced a bit as he went in. His tip stretching you ever so slightly. A hum rising from him as he pushed in deeper. A soft moan that only continued to grow left your lips.
He held your hands down. Holding you in a mating press as he bottomed out inside you. Feeling how lovely and wet your insides were. How warm it felt around him.. he kissed your neck and whispered in your ear. “I love you, I’ll love you all night long and for the rest of forever.”
You nodded and whimpered as he started slowly thrusting. It only hurt for a bit, but that pain quickly turned into pleasure. Two bodies connected. Two hearts became one. He held your hands interlocked as he thrusted into you. His hair falling in front of his face. Grunts and groans escaping his lips. The room was filled with lewd sounds of moans and mewls. Hips rocking together and the slapping of his skin on yours. The sound of your juices mixing together. And the sound of the popping fire.
“Oh Lucifer~ p-please.” You started to beg. Beg for what exactly? Who knows.
“Please what? Mngh~ use your words Mc.” Even in such an intimate moment he showed his dominance. Hot really. Giving butterflies in one’s stomach.
“More. P-please I need more of you.” Your hands moved from his and wrapped around his neck.
You wanted more, and more he would gladly give you. He started to speed up. His whole length inside you. His cock reaching places unimaginable and scratching against all the right spots. His crimson eyes started to glow a bit as his horns erupted from his head and his wings sprouted from his back. You really bring out the demon in him. Bring out his most sensitive instincts and his most powerful desires.
His wings started slowly flapping behind him. Which only made him fuck you kire aggressively. Roughly. Scratching into back and loud moans danced from your tongue. Speaking of tongues, his mouth connected to yours. His tongue exploring every inch and crevices of your mouth. Dancing against yours like the most beautiful tango. The smacking of lips and rolling of hips was enough to hurl you into your first orgasm. He kissed down your neck as your back arched. He slowed down a bit but kept going just as hard. Your legs shaking as you were slightly overstimulated.
He pulled out of you and quickly dipped between your thighs. Slurping and sucking on your clit. He wanted to taste you and all you had to offer. He licked you clean and ate ul all your juices. Humming in pleasure just from the taste of you. His cock was throbbing and twitching. He jacked himself off a few times and groaned. He looked up at you. Your face was flushed red and you panted out. He waited a moment, giving you a soft break…before he stood up and flipped you around. Helping you get into the right position as carefully and quickly as possibly. Having you bent over on all fours.
His soft black wings tiptoed against your skin. Sending goosebumps all over. He trailed his hand up your back, pressing into your arch. His other hand rubbing your ass and giving it a nice smack. He chuckled. Didn’t talk much but his actions spoke louder than anything he could’ve said. He realigned himself up and slide back into you. His hand on your back trailed up more, snacking around your neck and giving it a nice grip. His chest pressed against your back as he thrusted into you.
His Grunting turned into moans. His thrusts were faster. Yet becoming sloppier.. “Fuck, MC. You’re gonna just sit there all pretty and let me fill you up like this?”
He gripped your hips with one hand. Thrusting harder and deeper into you. The pounding of his hips starting to sting your ass. He used two fingers from the hand that was around your throat and moved them into your mouth for you to suck on. He was moaning loud and proud now. How could he not be filled with pride? His precious MC bringing him so much pleasure. Just that thought alone was enough to get him all riled up. Your muffled moans sung out like the most beautiful song. He gave a few more thrusts before you felt that warmth inside you. He bit your shoulder letting out a muffled moan of his own. His fingers sliding out your mouth so he can wrap both arms around your waist.
Moaning loudly and holding you in place so he could fill you with his seed. Enough for it to drip out. He breathed heavily and held it there. Catching his breath and kissing the back of your neck as he slowly pulled out. Whimpers escaped you as you felt his cum fall out of you. Your legs now like jelly as you collapse down onto the bed. He rubbed your back. “Oh you did so good MC. As perfect as always.” He leaned down and kissed your head. “How about we take a nice warm bath together… listen to a record and perhaps watch a movie as we whine down for the evening. Would you like that?”
He spoke softly and was so gently with how he handled you.
“Y-yes please.”
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kannra21 · 2 years
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Hii, i have like THE BEST IDEA
Can you write a scenario with MC asking the brothers + the dateables (minus Luke) to recreate the Kim Kardashian s€x tape ?
I would be so exited to read that😩
Hey!!
I'm not a writer and I never wrote nsfw before but I'd be damned if I didn't try. 😂 I did the thing just for funsies, so enjoy.
🔞MINORS DON'T INTERACT🔞
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F!MC asking the brothers + dateables (minus Luke, Thirteen, Raphael and Mephisto bc I don't know them well) to recreate the tape
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LUCIFER
He did his paperwork in his secret study as usual when you entered the room, holding a small camera in your hands and mumbling that silly question under your breath. Nice going MC, there's no turning back now except digging your hole a bit deeper into another circle of hell and maybe, just maybe, ending up burning yourself. Which would be plausible considering the look that Lucifer just gave you. Now the ever-burning flames of inferno didn't seem half so bad of an idea.
The avatar of pride smirked, clearly enjoying the newfound situation you got yourselves in, "I'm sorry MC but I think I didn't hear that correctly. Could you repeat it?"
You felt embarrassment tugging at your every nerve. You knew exactly how much he was enjoying poking fun at you. That idiot. That jaw-dropping, head-spinning, stupidly gorgeous idiot.
"It's just that you overwork yourself all the time and I could use a break from studying you know..."
You hid your face behind the stupid device that barely served its purpose and fell silent to his teasing.
He stood up from his seat in a calm demeanor and started undoing his tie, putting up a little show just for you.
"There's no need for excuses, my love. I missed you just as much."
He came up to you, threw his tie around you and pulled you gently towards himself. Your smaller frame now pressed slightly against his own but still leaving enough room, making you wish for more. His soft baritone voice tickled the left side of your ear and sent shivers through your body, "I suppose a small break wouldn't hurt anyone. What is it that you wanted to show me?"
He doesn't know much about the Kardashians or reality shows in general. He's more interested in human art and culture... and you, a different sort of art (haha such a simp). When you showed him the tape he thought it was a bit tasteless, no offense (the tape is from 2007 after all).
You ended up creating your own sex tape that was hundred times more sensual and passionate. He fell head over heels for you, especially for your "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" attitude. Family breakfast the next day was totally awkward considering that everyone ate in complete silence. They knew exactly what happened yesterday because your moaning resonated through the entire house. Asmo broke it by admitting how happy he was for both of you and you covered your face in shame. In contrast to you, Lucifer was clearly unbothered. His reasoning was that "this act is completely normal for two people in love". In fact, he was so proud to have the most beautiful gf in all three realms. And, of course, he was happy that others knew just how good his dick made you feel. His and nobody else's.
Usually he drinks demonus or gold hellfire newt syrup to put himself in the mood. Now he's using the tape to remind himself just how perfect you felt under his touch and he's already good to go.
MAMMON
He was in the middle of a call with his modeling employer when you suddenly, and quite shamelessly, proposed the idea to him. The poor guy couldn't bring himself to speak anymore, his face was aflame and his pants felt unusually tight.
"Ss...s..sure I'll c..call you tomorrow. YES I'm fine! I'm TOTALLY fine haha! *dies inside* See ya." *ends the call* "MC YA CAN'T JUST SAY THAT DURING AN IMPORTANT CALL, MY HEART ALMOST GLOCKED!" He was too cute like this.
Of course he knew about the Kardashians, one of the wealthiest families of the human world (which he wishes to collaborate with someday... okay, maybe steal a couple of values while he's at it). He heard of their line of men's wardrobe and cosmetics. People were spreading it all over social media and it would be a real shame if he didn't take the opportunity to shoot his shot. However, he wasn't familiar with the tape (which was the reason behind their popularity to begin with). When you showed it to him, he was so turned on- eyes roaming everywhere but the screen in front of him and his face flushed in embarrassment. The tsundere was back in town.
"Are ya okay with this? I...I mean, of course ya want to do it with The Great Mammon, who else? It's just that... I wanted to check if you're ready for this..."
By this he meant if you're ready to lose your virginity to him this soon. He wasn't expecting you to take his hand and literally push it in your pants, you idiot. You were so wet for him that every ounce of his rational thought flew off the window. He growled, took you in his hands and threw you on the bed with him. From this moment you knew- you won't be leaving his room anytime soon.
You were so lost in the moment that you completely forgot about the whole filming thing, so there was a promise of the next time and Mammon's heart swelled with joy.
If you thought that Lucifer was the possessive type then you were greatly mistaken. Mammon is the avatar of greed, it's practically engraved in his name. He bought you a cum necklace so that "you'll always have a little piece of him with you wherever you go". Demons have a more sensitive smell than humans so it'll drive them away. You take it off when hanging with the bros because you don't want them to look at you weird. No worries, Mammon will make it weird nonetheless. He'll give you his cologne just in case his brothers got any funny ideas. He wanted to ensure that you were absolutely taken and that none of them would even think about making a move on you during his absence. You don't see a problem with it since you love Mammon just as much. To make it even- he's wearing your own version of the necklace and keeping some of your belongings in his car like hoodie or panties for him to jerk off with.
LEVIATHAN
He was playing video games when you knocked on his door.
"What's the secret phrase?"
"The second lord attempted to steal the Lord of Corruption's platypus, which could lay golden eggs. Having incurred the wrath of the Lord of Corruption for this misdeed, it was ordered that the second lord would be forever dubbed The Lord of Fools."
"Secret phrase authenticated. You may enter."
It was funny how you still played this game with Levi although you knew each other well by now. It's not that he wouldn't let you in his room- little things like knowing specific info from his favorite series meant a lot to him. It showed how much you cared about him and his interests. When you entered, he greeted you with a big smile on his face.
"Hey MC, I'm playing Bad Demon Slayer! Would you care to join me?" When you explained the motive for your arrival he showed clear disinterest.
"Ew, no offense MC but why would we do this normie stuff? We're better than this."
"Because my idiot bf is incapable of giving me the time of day. You weebish, pathetic excuse for an otaku." You had already noticed his face flushing and tent growing in his pants.
"I..I have a suggestion." *he hands you his console similar to the Nintendo Switch you had at home* "This will help in distracting you from whatever I'm about to do, o..okay?"
You liked the idea so much that you instantly stripped down and spread yourself wide open in his bathtub. Since you were playing the games on his console, it allowed him to push and poke and test whatever piqued his interest without making it too awkward, at least for himself. Your occasional moaning helped him with figuring out what made you more comfortable and, once he got the hang of things, you felt so good that you completely forgot about the console and everything you were able to think about was him. He used his tail on you and let's just say that you discovered a new kink you didn't know you had. After the first round, he insisted on going again so you watched anime porn (hentai?) to get yourselves into the mood which you did. After the second round, he wanted to try out cosplay but you needed a short break to catch some breath beforehand. Jeez, what have you done? You "unlocked" a sex monster. After the third round, you laid together in each other's arms and dozed off.
"I guess this is one of the fewer normie activities I'm able to tolerate," he murmured and you laughed in his chest. His bathtub wasn't exactly the most comfiest bed in the world, but it was great because it squished you together and you enjoyed the warmth that his body provided. You also loved his notable cedarwood fragrance with musky notes. Funny, you would have never taken him for the type who uses cologne because he's almost never leaving his room. Still, it was a nice detail.
He's still unable to look at the tape, so you were more than welcome to keep it. Pls keep it haha!
ASMODEUS
A special event is being held at The Fall and all the big names have been invited. So, naturally, he needed to look extra pretty for the occasion and that's why he needed YOUR assistance. Yes, yours, because nobody else has a sense of style the way you do. And since you were helping him with all the "important life decisions", you were joining in on the fun + he paid for everything because he felt extra generous today (and because he needed to spoil his precious little kitten once in a while, it's all. ♡)
You spent hours on shopping, then beauty salons and afterwards you visited the massage center since you were, as Asmo claimed- "walking the entire day and in need of a fulfilling relaxation experience ♡".
You came back home, stored all your shopping bags in your respective rooms and entered the jacuzzi (another excuse for relaxation). You talked about all kinds of topics- some viral DevilTube videos, beauty tips, your love lives, even sex poses.
To Asmo, it came as a second nature- he was the avatar of lust after all. Being the more experienced of the two, he discussed every type off the top of his head and gave his honest opinion on it. What he didn't know is the effect this had on you and your tights rubbing together to help you ease the frisky feeling building inside. Spending time with Asmo was such a common occurrence for you that you completely forgot that you were sitting in a luxury tub resembling the "Temple of Love" in Versailles with a guy, both butt-naked as the day you were born. You either never really paid attention or you were seriously that oblivious, but the way his wet hair shone under the dim chandelier lighting or the way his muscles barely protruded through his lean form, did things to you. He noticed your eyes wandering and not just around water covered in rose petals. Asmo learned a long time ago that you were immune to his demon charm, so he thought that discussing sexual subjects with you wouldn't be such a big deal but apparently- he was wrong.
"Oh, sorry MC. You should've told me to stop the moment I started talking about it... Unless you really liked what you heard~"
When you suggested the tape idea, he was overjoyed. Of course he's familiar with the Kardashian tape- the start of western indulgence. Only Diavolo knows how many times he was summoned to satisfy the deepest pits of humans' carnal desire. Humans were impure creatures by default, and although you bore angelic blood thanks to Lilith, some things never changed. You weren't like any other human though- you were special to him.
It was already evening when you arrived home so the "bathing time" was prolonged until you decided to switch to his bed and practice "another form of relaxation". Long story short- Asmo's the best at aftercare and you felt like a literal princess. You kept the tape and made sure you gave him the copy the next day. Although he refused to watch it because of the new sex poses he wanted to film with you depending on your schedule. Oh, you're worried that you won't be flexible enough? Don't worry, you'll be~
SATAN
You were minding your own business when someone knocked on your door.
"Hey MC!"
"Not today, Satan."
"What?"
"Nah forget it, it's not even funny. Come in."
When he entered your room, he handed you the book that he borrowed from you and lent you something from his own collection as well. You were holding a book marathon where each was supposed to read at least one book per week, considering that the read was meant to be quick and easy on the tongue, since you didn't want to burden yourself with more work on top of your school responsibilities. Satan came up with the idea because he wanted to "spread his horizons" and you just so happened to bring your favorite juicy stories from home this weekend. It... wasn't exactly his cup of tea to begin with, but that's why he insisted on it so much- he wished to enjoy your interests without unnecessary judgment or criticism. Reading was all about having fun. Refusing to read different genres was equivalent to closing the doors towards greater knowledge. You were watching him expectantly, wearing that shit-eating smile as you waited for him to share his final impressions on your latest recommendation. Needless to say- his face was flushed and his eyes were intently avoiding yours.
"Thank you for the book. It was... very erotic."
You burst into laughter and he "Oi"-ed in disappointment.
"Were you pranking me just now?! If so, your plan has definitely failed because I read the whole thing in just two days. It was no big deal."
"Oh, two days? So it was this interesting to you~" You enjoyed teasing him, partly because you loved how worked up he gets over simple things and he pinched the space between his eyebrows.
"I took the task seriously and read the whole thing as promised. It... wasn't that bad."
Your face perked up in curiosity and he continued.
"I appreciated the story's build up and the emotional aspect that the main heroine and her love interest shared. They gradually got closer as the plot proceeded despite all the hardships and it was overall an interesting read. Solid 5/10."
"Seriously?! You started praising it so well and then gave it such a shit rating! You're so contradictory."
"You know how much I love murder mysteries, this story didn't have any of them. Plus- I raised the rating by a number just because of the heroine's cat."
"C'mon you jerked to it. Admit it."
"... Ok 6/10."
"YES! XD" you cheered over such stupid reasons that he couldn't help himself but to smile a little. You were such an idiot, and yet he loved you more than anything. However, you caught him off guard when he processed your next words.
"We can... recreate some of the scenes if you want..." your request was followed by a short silence and you covered your face in embarrassment, "Forget it, it's stupid."
"I'd like that."
You uncovered your face and felt your heart skip a beat.
"Just make sure to lock your room so nobody could barge in on accident."
"Even so, wouldn't it be suspicious? I'm never locking up the doors. They'll wonder what's going on."
"Don't worry, they'll hear the reason."
He gave you one of his seductive smiles and your face went aflame. You rummaged through drawers for the keys which felt like decades to find, hands shaky from all the hurrying (and excitement).
Sure, he predicted Mammon or Asmo knocking on your door for whatever annoying reason. He wasn't expecting Lucifer of all people standing at your doorstep, asking you to join him for a moment. Perfect timing. Satan picked up the pace and pounded harder into you- your broken cries and moans and all the filth echoing between your shaky legs enough evidence for the (now traumatized lmao) avatar of pride to take his leave.
You suggested the Kardashian tape for your second round and he agreed to whatever, as long as he could feel more of you because your pussydrunk bf was this desperate for your touch aw.
He's not leaving your side the following day. He's a dotting bf and he's taking good care of you (mby I'm biased now but he's the best bf material, he'd always baby you so much it's almost impossible to believe that he's the avatar of wrath). He also made fun of Lucifer for walking in on you lol.
BEELZEBUB
Surprisingly, not horny at all unless you're exercising with him in the gym he visited so often. Other demons already assumed you're a thing considering that you're always arriving together. Despite no one wanting to approach you because of fear of getting on the giant's bad side, they still gave you side glances or checked you out briefly. And whether their interests were driven by hunger or sexual attraction, you managed to ignore it and concentrate on your workout. Well, for the most part. Which doesn't mean that you weren't feeling a tad bit uncomfortable with the whole situation. Sure, Beel was a dense guy from the day you met, but he wasn't ignorant of your problem and he wanted to help you the best way he could. He avoided fights and tried to talk to the owner about their gym etiquette. Sadly, to no avail. You were offered a security guard in case you felt threatened by other gym users, but there wasn't a need for it since Beel was built like two bodyguards combined. You were just hoping for some basic respect from fellow gym visitors. However, the owner couldn't give someone a restraining order based on just "a couple of glances". Disappointed, you returned to your training equipment and continued with your exercise.
"If you're still not feeling well we can leave this place. We're not required to stay here."
"It's okay Beel. Maybe he's right. Maybe I was just exaggerating."
The longer you stayed, the more irritating it got and Beel couldn't stand looking at you keeping up with everyone's harassment. He took your hand in his own and brought you to the changing room where he could at least make you feel safe. You both ate at the bench and talked about random things that put a smile on your face. Excluding his undying obsession with food, Beel could be very compassionate and sweet towards you, the way nobody else could be. You needed to watch your language around Lucifer. Satan and Belphie were troublesome. Mammon, Levi and Asmo annoyed you in their own ways. Other demons mistreated you. Only Beel felt like your safe place and it was in the middle of your conversation that you realized just how deeply you'd fallen for him... and how nicely his muscles shone under the white led lights of the empty locker room. You got bolder and asked him if you could lean on him to take some rest and he complied. You leaned your head on his shoulder and put your hands around his biceps. He was so strong... you really felt safe in his presence.
"If only they could realize that we mean business and leave you alone..."
Beel's thoughts gave you a naughty idea but you needed to ensure that he was absolutely okay with it. You suggested locker sex, so if they heard both of you, they'd most likely avoid you in the long run. His face turned bright red and you wondered if you'd crossed the line. To your relief- he wasn't bothered in the slightest. He locked the doors to give you some privacy but he didn't know where to begin with, so you showed him the Kardashian sex tape for the reference. One thing was sure- Beel was amazing at oral. In fact- he was so good that everyone at the gym knew and refrained from looking at you the moment you returned to your previous spots.
Your mission was accomplished and your day fulfilled. However, Beel wasn't nearly as satisfied as he would have liked, so he asked if you could continue with your ministrations at home. Your eyes were basically shining by now.
BELPHEGOR
He was skipping classes. You were skipping classes. You were alone at home. Only one logical conclusion could be drawn from this- you were napping (I knew what you were thinking perv no you didn't).
Belphie loved holding you in his arms during those peaceful morning naps because of how warm and soft you felt against him and he really liked your scent. It comforted him. You two were always hanging in the attic when wanting some alone time and although this was formerly the place he dreaded the most, it now turned into something special because of your first time spending together and your determination to get him out of there. You were so selfless at this particular moment. You didn't really have any use of helping him, but you still took it upon yourself to make sure that he felt loved again and he wanted to return your affection with the same measure, if not more.
One of the things he liked to do during those intimate moments with you was lightly trailing his fingers on your skin. It gave you goosebumps and it made him happy how comfortable he made you feel. And although he refused to admit- he was jealous of Mammon and Asmo for being the clingiest of the bunch and he hated sharing you with them. He loved his brothers, especially Beel, but he wanted to be the one who held that special spot in your heart and sometimes he wondered if maybe he was being too selfish in his wishing. He'd come to the planetarium every single night and wish for your happiness upon the stars. If only he was the reason behind your smile. Behind your moans and cries, your passion and love. If only. But he wasn't. Because of the way you held your gaze with Lucifer. The way you hugged with Mammon. The way you laughed with Levi. The way you flirted with Asmo. The way you snuggled to Satan. The way you ate with Beel. He felt insecure. Sometimes he thought that you're just sticking around out of pity so he wouldn't feel more miserable than he already did. He loved you, more than the human world itself. But he was afraid that he wouldn't live up to your love. That's why he needed to work harder for you. To be more approaching, more dearing, more territorial in a sense that won't make you uncomfortable which he feared the most btw. If only you knew how much you meant to him.
He hugged you tighter while spooning you and his silent "I love you" tickled past your earlobe. Unbeknownst to him, you harbored the same kinds of feelings for him as well. Sure, you were affectionate with his brothers, but that's all there is to it. Belphie was special- he listened to your problems and he comforted you on days when you didn't feel so hot. He was there for you in good and bad, through thick and thin. You were practically flooded with happiness when you heard those three little words leaving his lips.
Of course you recreated the Kardashian tape, Belphie gave you the dirtiest treatment worth of a slut that you are, but later on he only peppered you with more hugs and kisses. You loved your lazy foul-mouthed bf Belphie. ♡ And he loved you more than anything in the entire world.
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DIAVOLO
And there he was- the man, the myth, the legend himself. The Future King of The Devildom. Sitting mouth agape from the words that just spilled from your mouth.
"Why in the middle of our afternoon tea?"
"You either watch me touch myself right here and risk Barbatos walking in on the show or you take me to your room and fuck me like an actual demon lord."
"You're suggesting I'm not living up to the title?"
"You're acting like a pussy."
You were either really brave or really crazy, because any normal person would've run for their dear life by now to escape the strongest demon's wrath. But not you- the exchange student who dominated all seven deadly sins and did whatever the hell she wanted. Even Solomon looked up to your power despite being a skilled sorcerer himself. You were the reason the three realms almost broke apart. You were the G.O.A.T. and you knew it. You also knew how precious you were to Diavolo's plan in strengthening all the three realms through the exchange program so logically- he'd never hurt you. But you took it upon yourself to test his patience right then and there. Not only did you order him around, you also dragged his name. You expected him to throw you over his shoulder and fuck you senseless to prove what a demon of his caliber was made of. However, you were taken aback by his following reaction-
He smiled the sweetest smile but his words were like poison to you, "I take it that uncultured bitches in heat such as yourself didn't learn the basics of dignity when visiting other people's properties or dining at their respectable homes. Am I right?"
The shame that overflowed you was too much to take and you prayed for the floor to swallow you whole. You covered your face and wished to disappear into the thin air. Maybe being killed by The Crown Prince of The Devildom was a better option than being humiliated like this.
"Why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry. I thought it'd turn you on."
"... Why would you think that?"
"You're a demon so I assumed... well, I was wrong. And I'm so sorry."
The fact that you wanted to seduce him and not outright disrespect him put a genuine smile on Diavolo's face. Diavolo's problem was- sometimes he understood things too literally and he needed assistance in helping him explain other people's intentions. Being isolated from the outside world since childhood has taken a tool on his social life. Now he felt bad.
And while you were distracted by your chanting fits of "oh my god"s and "I'm so sorry"s- he knelt next to you to your left, took your hand in his own and kissed it delicately. The fact that the king himself was kneeling before you made you cry even more and the humiliation, shame and embarrassment were almost unbearable. Barbatos noticed your misery and offered his help but Diavolo refused and asked for some alone time. He wanted to regain whatever was left from your broken trust. He stood up and took you by your hands, making you stand up on your feet as well. He hugged you and held you like this until your cries died down to a whisper.
"It wasn't my intention..."
"It's okay. I know." Diavolo shushed you and kissed your head. And despite the readhead's attempts to make you feel better, you still felt like you won't be able to live this down. And it was true- the relationship between you two has majorly changed now and refusing you would only make things more awkward the next time you meet each other. You were lucky he liked you back tho. He bowed down to your level and whispered into your ear-
"Would you like to be my queen so you can order me around however you want? Because I wouldn't mind."
"You seriously don't have to-"
"I insist."
He put his finger under your chin and lifted it, locking his eyes with yours. Now you were the one at a loss for words.
"I'm a gentleman before I'm a demon, so I want to take things slow with you. Before I fuck you- would you like to go on a date with me? I promise that it'll be the best fun you ever had. But if I'm not living up to your expectations, you can leave and everything will be okay between the two of us. Please, don't feel pressured to stay because of what just happened."
God, what did you do to deserve him? Nothing. And yet he tried so hard for you that you couldn't help but comply. You agreed to go on a date with him and he was so happy that he scooped you in his arms and kissed you passionately.
Maybe you made a good decision after all. Although you were a hair strand away from losing the best thing that ever happened to you.
BARBATOS
Despite being a butler and a busy one on top of that, he always found time to meet up with you because of his power to see the future and choose the one which was the most convenient for both of you. Lord Diavolo forbids him from using his power for personal gain, but you were an exception to the rule. So he entered a couple of doors leading to a certain future situation to clean Young Master's mess, leaving him with less work and more time to spend with you. It was stressful and it was tiring, but he'd do anything to see your beautiful smile again.
It was unusual, he never felt like this towards anyone in thousands of years of his career. He swore to himself that he'd never lose sleepless nights thinking about the person he loves and yet there he was- thinking of nothing but you. You can only imagine the surprise on Diavolo's face when Barbatos gave him Mandragora Tea instead of Hellfire Rose Tea and he never makes mistakes, matter of factly. The demon butler has fallen head over heels for you. Congrats girl- you've gotten yourself a dream boat.
Because of his intervention with the future, he set himself a day-off and called you over to the Demon Lord's Castle on a baking date. You were making all kinds of desserts together and sampled the ones that didn't end up so well. A bit of cream remained on the corner of your lips and Barb would casually come up to you and kiss the remaining bits away, making you all warm and flustered. Your butler bf was so smooth in the most unpredictable of ways. Or was he planning this all along? You wondered how far into the future he could look to predict certain actions. However it may be, you felt safe with him. Moreover- it meant that he could warn you of all the troubles happening beforehand and assist you in the time of need. Despite being a powerful sorceress yourself, you felt like you could rely on him. That brought comfort to both of you because Barb took great joy in helping you.
Maybe Mammon was your first demon you made a pact with, but Barb was the last and he wanted to have the same impact on you the way Mammon always bragged about your relationship and emphasized how much it meant to him. Barb wanted to be special to you as well, and you proved it in your own ways by going out with him tea shopping or snuggling up to him in his bed listening to your favorite music.
He hated his tail being touched, but you were the only one whom he allowed to do so. He liked being close to you like this and you noticed that Barb didn't smell of anything in particular besides maybe a couple of herbs from the tea shop that you'd visited this afternoon. It's because of the nature of his job that he refuses to wear any strong fragrances and you hugged him closer in hopes that your perfume would somehow imprint on his own clothes. When he realized what you were doing, he kissed you and you stroked his tail which made him even more eager. You won't believe it- but your beloved demon bf is getting a hard-on from your touch only. Your hand gliding up and down his smooth and sensitive tail did things to him and he loved wrapping it around one of your limbs while making out or cuddling. It made you feel more connected and safe.
Barbatos never had a person he could trust himself with. He was always considered "the most powerful of all beings", but that's because he had never let himself rely on anyone else before. He always had his own back and that's how it has always been. Until the day you entered his life- so getting Barb to open up to you was a big deal by itself. And since then, the two of you have shared a special bond not even fate could break. Because he'd stop the passage of time dead in its tracks just for you.
Horny Barb was another sort of demon. The only thing that never changed was the way he treated you like royalty and you wanted to return the favor by recreating that hot tape everyone talked about. Don't get him wrong- he fucked before. But it's been such a long time and he wanted to make sure that you felt absolutely comfortable with him, so you discussed all kinds of things- from safe words to what toys you wanted to use. He thought of everything and ever since your first dating experience till this day- no one has paid so much attention to your own pleasure the way Barb did. He got off to your happiness and you knew he was a keeper from this very moment.
When you thought that you were done and prepared yourself for sleep- no, that's where the interesting part began. Barb can also open a portal to the dream world so brace yourself for more fun in another universe which, depending on your preferences, could be just as exciting and pleasurable. Wherever you go, he'll go with you because that's the kind of lover he was. Before he thought he could be this caring only towards Young Lord, but now you were of similar importance to him and he really hoped that Diavolo wouldn't make a big fuss over it which would be pretty funny btw.
No offense to the guys, but you asked Diavolo if you could change residences from House of Lamentation to Devil Lord's Castle and he agreed if it meant making your stay at the Devildom more comfortable. So you basically got Diavolo's blessing and Barb's room became your own. Now you were always together.
SIMEON
Ngl you were a bit surprised by the outfit choice when you first met at the RAD, him being introduced by no other than Diavolo himself. Why were demons so overdressed and angels so underdressed? Where was the logic in that? It opposed everything you ever learned at your religion classes. Now you felt like a total delinquent because a) you couldn't just ask an angel why he was dressed like a male escort and b) at a loss for words, you kept staring at his exposed hips and wondering if he wore a leotard or just a regular shirt underneath. God, the unholy thoughts that kept wandering through your head. And he smiled so politely as if he didn't know what kind of effect this had on you. Did he have any self-awareness? From a logical standpoint, you concluded that this might be due to them being holy creatures like that time when Adam and Eve were naked but not ashamed because they had a perfect conscience. But then again- he didn't look anything like an ordinary angel so logic couldn't be applied here. This was so confusing.
It confused you even more when he covered Luke's ears from hearing all the dirt that the avatar of lust conveyed. He was also familiar with kinks and you thought about whether angels were prone to consuming offensive content or if it was just Simeon. It made sense tho, because he was a writer in his free time- writing a good book requires lots of knowledge from different fields, so maybe he was more progressive and open to diversity than the rest of the angels who were just blindly following the rules.
The more you were hanging out, the more you realized how pure he was from a personal level. He was a shining example of an angel- always caring and thoughtful. So lovely that sometimes he'd catch you off guard by his rebellious side. He'd subtly flirt with you by touching hands and whispering sweet nothings into your ear when no one was looking, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Angel was a daring one. And he could be anything you wanted him to be, as long as it made you happy.
He loved how good you were with Luke and in moments like this he'd imagine the three of you as a cute little family, away from Michael's threats and Diavolo's plans for you. It helped him face his challenges through the day. He hated the way Diavolo was using you as a means of pursuing his personal interests when you were supposed to have a saying in the matter too. He wanted to be your guardian angel, wrap you in his wings and never let you go.
That's what he did during one of Diavolo's invitations to the Demon Lord's Castle. Initially, the aim of the retreat was for demons, angels and humans to intermingle so that each could gain a better understanding of the other. What Simeon didn't like was the way everyone turned into their true forms, which didn't necessarily make them more intimidating, but they certainly had the upper hand in the situation and demons never really did that unless they were provoked into conflict. So Simeon took you to one of the rooms, seated you on the bed and you talked. You told him about Lucifer threatening you and hurting your hand, which was the first time you saw the angel this upset. He and Lucifer were good friends from back in the days and he didn't understand why he, of all people, would've done something like this to you. He suddenly grew very overprotective of you. He was grateful to Solomon covering up for him when he did because, if it weren't for him, only Michael knew what kind of disaster could've occurred. The worst possible outcome would've been the announcement of another war and tbh nobody would like that. He knew he didn't have a good feeling about this whole event.
First, he healed your hand and then he asked if you wanted to go downstairs and rejoin them, to which you decided to stay. You sat further on the bed, settled yourself between his legs and leaned your back on his chest. He then proceeded to put his head on your shoulder and wrap his hands around you in some sort of comfort position. You were surprised by the beautiful white wings emerging from either side of your body like they were shielding you from the outside world, forming their own bubble of vulnerability and protection.
Curiosity got the best of you, so you touched his feathers and he let out little noises from how sensitive his wings were. It made you laugh until you felt something poking at you from behind and he apologized. He expected you to be uncomfortable by his reaction only to realize that you were grinding against him and one thing led to another.
When you suggested recreating the tape, he was a little concerned and didn't approve of it right away until further conviction. He hated the way the celebrity couple did it because it was lewd and emotionless (which is the reason why they broke up). He wanted to make you feel loved, that's what he was always aiming for. But if that's what you really wanted, then he couldn't really say no to you.
You did a bit different version of the tape so that both of you could feel comfortable doing it.
Simeon was a big cuddler and he'd pepper you with hugs and kisses while holding you in his arms. You were meant to part soon because the devs were probably looking for you by now and you hated to disturb such an intimate moment between you. You promised to pay him a visit to the Purgatory Hall soon.
SOLOMON
Wizard grandpa! 🤠 You never really knew on what terms the two of you were because of his chaotic mannerisms towards you. One moment he was tickling you and kissing your cheek and the next he was suggesting buying you friendship bracelets. You were constantly tossed between the friendship zone and out of it and then back to it and then out of it again like some rodeo of never-ending doom. The rush of butterflies you'd get in your stomach would be replaced by the cold stabbing feeling of disappointment and when you thought he wasn't thinking of you in that way- he'd always come back to you to prove you wrong because Sagittarius people were this annoying (and cute). The mixed signals were giving you a headache and you seriously needed to talk to him about where your relationship was heading. To be frank- he wasn't the problem here. He always treated you so nicely and your heart was the one going through a terrible whirlpool of feelings. You were tired of feeling that way... so you made a move on him.
During one of your sorcery courses with him, you scooted closer to read a magic book together and when he reached for the potion in the opposite direction, you kissed the space between his jawline and neck and he froze.
You wondered if you had made the wrong decision but when he turned to look at you, he took your face in both hands and kissed you so deeply that all his pent-up affection he felt for you came up to the surface. He held you in his arms like he was assuring himself that this was truly happening and that it wasn't just one of his dreams.
When you parted for air, he pecked you once more to get your attention.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Why were you pulling this buddy bullshit on me?"
"I was afraid."
And then it dawned on you- you weren't open about your feelings for him either, so making you company was his way of keeping you close without complicating things.
"But now everything's okay... right?"
He bit the skin on his finger and drew blood, drawing a symbol on your exposed thigh from your hiked-up skirt, "More than okay."
He chanted a spell you weren't so familiar with. Suddenly you felt all hot and bothered and you realized this was actually Solomon's doing. It's not that he wasn't confident in his ability to pleasure you himself- he was, in fact, making your pleasure his top priority. Magic could be a great helper in achieving one's objectives and it wasn't all that graceless to rely on it once in a while. If it made you happy, then it's all the more reason for him to keep using it on you. Sure, he was taking pride in his work as the world's strongest sorcerer, but all that ego would soon falter when it came to you- the world's most adorable apprentice. A perfect match for his madness.
He was prepping you on your chair, eating you out on the table, fucking you against the bookshelves, bending you over the table and fucking you again. Your hips felt sore from hitting the table's edge all the time so he turned you around and put your legs over his shoulders to better accommodate you.
He was so good at this it made you realize that he's lived for a very long time, so ofc he had a couple of moves up his sleeve. You wondered how many lovers he's had before you and the thought made you jealous. Little did you know- the wizard in front of you had never had a serious relationship before and the reason why he put such a fast pace was because he was really nervous and really horny.
The moment you got his attention and told him to go a bit slower, he blushed so much. He didn't want to mess this up. All his life, since living in different realms, he had to remain strong by himself. And he's also been really lonely- being the only human representative in the world that wasn't his own must have felt exhausting. He'd use magic and potions to fill up his time... and to prevent negative thoughts from occupying his mind. His family, friends and acquaintances- everyone was dead and he was the last remaining human of his generation. Sure, he made new friends and met a supportive bunch along the way. Asmo took care of him on days when sadness and hopelessness got the best of him and angels were there to collect the remaining pieces of his broken heart and connect them into something more beautiful, which made him grow really found of them. And they all helped to a certain extent. Until he returned home and realized that he was all by himself again. That's how he felt at the beginning when he first entered the exchange program, but the more his lifespan prolonged- the more he came to terms that it was okay to embrace his loneliness. Except for the day when you came into his life. Another human standing by his side- you were nothing like the mean bunch at the Sorcerer's Society association. Sure, he may have had someone like that once. Or at least he thought he had, because the feeling he had for that person wasn't mutual. And he didn't have anyone else like that anymore.
You reminded him what it meant to love again, so the thought of losing you or your trust gave him a mini heart attack.
He confessed to you, every single thing, because he was tired of making memories of his own. He wanted to share them with you. And he wanted to be with you, if you allowed him to do so. (mby I'm biased again, but he's also the best bf material bc he clearly went through a lot and he's gonna fight for your happiness so that you won't feel the same kind of pain he went through).
Most demons are afraid of him because he's fairly unpredictable (and because he treats them like playthings lmao). But to you he was different- he showed you the most sincerest side of himself and you knew you could trust him hundred percent. And what's better than a man who's helping his beloved achieve her true potential? You loved your, ahem, interesting rewards after each of your sorcery accomplishments- especially your Kardashian sex tape that you oh so eagerly recreated with him. Your. gramps. is. whipped. Just pls don't use "grandpappy" as your word of endearment bc it would be a huge mood killer.
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Sorry for the grammar. I tried to fix it the best I could. 😅 I hope you enjoyed it.
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i-love-cat · 2 years
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Solomon : *smirk*
MC : No.
Solomon : ...
Solomon : You don't want Lucifer to know who destroyed his favorite vase, don't you?
MC : ...
Solomon : :)
*At the house of lamentation*
~call from solobaby~
Asmodeous : Hey hunny what's up? do you miss me hun??
Solomon : ..we have a problem
Asmodeous : ??
Solomon : ..I tested my new magic on MC,the magic was supposed to just make MC became invisible, but MC somehow turned into a pink sheep
Asmodeous : YOU WHAT!?
MC : BAAAAAAA!!!!
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mc-cos-charm · 2 years
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Mammon : *sees a shooting star* * wishing that mc could date him without his brothers constantly wanting mcs attention™*
The brothers : What did you wish for ?
Mammon : have a date with mc....
Satan : well dang it flew back ��
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strawberry-cowmilk · 2 years
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Somebody requested this, so here we go. to the person who asked this: I hope I did your idea justice!
the brothers with a mc who has ankle-length hair
-> brothers x mc
mc is described as being female, not proof read
content warnings: the hair is able to reach the ankles and is shiny
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Lucifer
lucifer doesn't really mind what somebody else looks like, but he has to admit he's intrigued by your hair
he's curious as to how it would feel to the touch, but he'd never directly ask you to feel it
overall, lucifer does lowkey like it until it clogs the shower drain
Mammon
mammon loves your hair, and he feels like he's claimed you as his when he plays with it
every time one of his brothers gets a little too comfortable around you, he'd say something like 'yo, mc lets me touch her hair and no one else, so my human, not your human!'
one time he asked you to sell some of it, though
Leviathan
levi may malfunction from time to time because your hair reminds him of anime hair
if you really want to give him a heart attack, put on the hana ruri cosplay and style your hair like her
even if your hair color is not the same, levi will still be praising you from the floor while crying
Satan
satan doesn't really mind it, short hair, long hair, bald, it's all fine with him
but do you know who do go crazy over your hair? cats, they love to brush past it, walk though it, you name it
that's why satan invites you to come to the cat cafès with him a suspicious amount of times, he likes it when the cats come to you
Asmodeus
'oh mc, your hair is just too beautiful, but not as beautiful as mine! and so shiny, what products do you use?'
walking into asmo's room is the same as walking into a hairsalon
every time you go in, he's gonna want to try some new style out on you
Beelzebub
beel doesn't really mind what you do with your hair either
until he tries to go to some sports game and the staff confiscate the snacks he tried to sneak in
now, every time you go to an event together, you style your hair in a way you can smuggle food in
Belphegor
belphie likes long hair
every time you take a nap together, he falls asleep playing with it, he cuddles against it, he loves the smell, you name it
every time you want to go to the salon for a haircut, belphie may or may not try to stop you until you explain to him that trimming it is needed in order to maintain it
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a/n at the end: Writing the last part for Belphie reminded me of something that might be useful to some of you. Remember I'm not a hairdresser but if you want to grow your hair out, please please please regularly get the ends trimmed when needed. No, those 'split end fix' products don't fix the issue, they only seal the ends together, the damage is still there. (I think). I have long hair and I made these mistakes, and ended up having to chop a ton of hair off. Don't be like me lol.
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Anyone else in a love-hate relationship with Lucifer cos on one hand he's done and said awful things (acts like the brothers' and MC abusive dad by bossing them around, punishing them, starving them, etc, thinks he can do no wrong and he's always right, etc) I can't forgive and I hate his controlling and sadistic personnality but on the other hand he's just so freaking hot when flirting aksjsjfjdk (looking at you like THAT and saying things like THAT)
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sleepygamerotaku · 2 years
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you have no idea how hard it was for me to finish this 😭 it's vv shit quality but i hope you like it!!
Obey me! - Belphegor moodboard - for @crowisinthetrash
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her-devils-advocate · 2 years
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Goodbye [Bad ending unlocked]
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♥. Genre: angst and some comfort
♥. pairings: None
♥.characters: F!Mc (named), the brothers (mentioned), Diavolo, Barbatos
♥. content warnings: Suicide, descriptions of a past eating disorder, Lesson 16 spoilers mentioned
♥. notes: a big part of this fic is a note, please read the warnings // I'm using my personal Mc for this as I enjoy exploring the different endings she could encounter while using Barb's powers. While not 'canon' to my own Mc's timeline, they are fun to write and explore.
Her name and gender is only written a few small times near the end, its more focused on the situation itself and less on the mc, but it is still mentioned a few times.
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♥. Word count: 2124
A faint dripping can be heard from within the bathroom as water continues to flow over the edge of the cracked porcelain bathtub, spilling down onto the grey tiles below, the dull floor becoming harder to see through the murky water pooling within the room.
A gentle mist which once clouded the room, leaving behind a lingering warmth in the air, had long since vanished, leaving a thin sheen of water painting the counters and walls as the dripping refuses to cease. Rusted pipes jut out from the walls above while the paint around them flake and peel as a metallic scent floods the air. The inside had needed, deserved, a long overdue maintenance but instead had been left to worsen and decay. 
The remaining candle balancing delicately upon the edge of the bathtub does nothing to banish the dull greyscale colours which paints a depressive atmosphere throughout the room, the amber glow being overwhelmed by the absence of colour within as the dripping continues.
The stained murky red water drips endlessly onto the tiles below as the now still body forces the water over the ledge as it continues to sink deeper and deeper, her long black hair floats gently within the water, flowing like ink within the red depths, obscuring the person deep within.
The last reminder of a life once lived, paired with one final note, written with patience and a steady hand, laid carefully upon the folded towels to be protected from the water.
“To the brothers I love dearly, I’m sorry.
I couldn’t do this anymore, it hurt way too much. The constant feeling of hopelessness followed by the constant feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. What small moments of light I held were always washed away by this horrible feeling to just throw it all away because I “didn’t deserve it” or whatever. Which I know is incorrect but it's hard to ignore that voice deep inside when it's constantly screaming at me!
I know I should have reached out for help or spoken with a professional about it…I know, but I just didn’t and I have no excuse for not doing so. It might have been fear about what they would have said, about what I would have had to say or fear when it comes to what went so wrong inside my mind. 
Speaking with a professional aside, I didn’t want to burden any of you even more than I have done in the past. You have all done so much for me in your own, individual ways and I'm just…me. I’ve tried so hard to think of ways where I could possibly repay you all for your time, care and generosity, but how do you repay someone for saving your life so many times when they aren’t even aware they are doing it? I know what you might be thinking…”just staying alive would be enough” and I’m so sorry but I am too far lost.
Regardless of whatever reasons I had about not reaching out, I’ve made my mind up now.
I’m sorry if this brings up unpleasant memories, you have all experienced a painful loss once before and not to mention seeing my death already, even if it was undone. I really am sorry for that, I got what most Humans would dream to have: a second chance at life. Yet here I am throwing it away…
I just hope you will be able to forgive me one day for doing this and if you can’t forgive me, I just beg you all to not despise me, not forever.
To Lucifer:
Thank you for everything. I don’t know how to start your section as I have so much to say, so I'll just dive in. Thank you for taking me under your wing alongside your brothers. I know we didn’t always get along when I first arrived here but a small part of me is glad for that. Would we be as close as we are if we didn’t have that understanding which was born from those little conflicts? Maybe we would, maybe we wouldn’t. But either way, thank you for caring for me as if I was family…actually, no…thank you for making me a member of your family. 
Speaking of family, let your brothers in, they will need you and you will need them…so please, let them in from this point onwards.
Thank you for loving me.
To Mammon:
Mams, please believe me when I say I really am sorry for this. You were the first person I met who cared for me, even if it was only out of duty and a tiny bit of fear at the start. You were the one who held me when I first… I’m sorry for putting you all through that all over again, you all deserve better. 
Thank you for being yourself, the way you wear your heart on your sleeve and then try so hard to pretend that you don’t, the way you never hesitated to make sure I was alright despite trying to not make it obvious. Thank you for all the goofy jokes and stories that you told me in order to try and cheer me up during the bad days, they worked, even just for a day.
Thank you for loving me.
To leviathan: 
Levi, my sweet and shy Levi…I want to start your section by simply saying this: this wasn’t your fault, there was nothing you nor your brothers could have done to prevent this. I know your self-conscious thoughts will go into overdrive and it breaks my heart to know that, but no sweet words could have changed my mind this time, not anymore. 
Thank you for all the comfort you provided me during my time in your lives, all the nights spent losing to you while we were gaming. Or all those nights spent crying over an overly sweet anime rather than crying over my own thoughts instead, you really helped me in those moments. You helped me a lot more than I know you give yourself credit for.
Thank you for loving me.
To Satan:
You will be angry, no, you will be furious at me for doing this and I understand that, I think I would be angry if our positions were reversed. I wish I could find the words to write that would help calm the rage you must feel while reading this…assuming the letter hasn’t been torn or burnt already! 
Thank you, Satan. Thank you for all those self-help books you let me borrow, you might be thinking “well they didn’t help much, did they?” Or something similar but they did help, just a little. They helped me make the days bearable, it was just the nights that tormented me too much. Thank you for helping me with cat videos during those especially rough nights, it was the small things in life which made me smile.
Thank you for loving me.
To Asmodeus: 
Thank you for teaching me to be neutral about myself. I always wished that I could have even a small fraction of your confidence and self love until the day you took me into your room, in front of your beautifully ornate mirror and explained to me that I should start with the smaller steps and instead of jumping straight to love, I first learn how to be neutral. I tried really hard to be neutral and for a while, it worked but the dark, ugly thoughts returned stronger and hit harder and I'm tired, Asmo. I'm so sorry.
Thank you for loving me.
To Beelzebub:
Beel, my gentle giant of a demon brother, I know this will hit you all hard and I am truly sorry for the pain that I’m about to bring upon you and your brothers. I wish things could be different but it was just too much, I lost my will to keep fighting. I want to say thank you for helping me to mend my relationship with food. Gluttony had always been the sin I indulged in the least, way before I met you all, which you are aware of. 
Thank you for teaching me that food isn’t the enemy and that eating is a good thing and that it can be enjoyable again.
Thank you for loving me.
To Belphegor: 
I know where your thoughts will be instantly dragged to, this wasn’t your fault. Not now and not because of what happened in the past either. My actions now have no reflection on what happened previously, this is something I have settled on myself. I forgive you for your actions in the past, I just hope that one day you will be able to forgive yourself as well. 
Thank you for helping me sleep during the nights where my mind was too frantic to let me rest.
Thank you for loving me.
To you all, once more:
You are my family and it hurts knowing that I now need to say goodbye, please don’t forget me and please don’t hate me, even if it's selfish of me to ask that of you all. Please trust me when I say with full honesty that being a part of your lives made me happy. Your shenanigans never failed to make me laugh or to fill my heart with love for you all.
I love you all so much, goodbye.
Your Evelyne. “
Two imposing figures stand together within the grim room, taking in the sight laid before them, dread clawing at their hearts as pristine white gloves delicately place the letter down upon the bathroom counter, now soaked from the condensation, causing the ink to blur into messy splotches upon the paper. Neither of them dare to break the suffocating silence within the room, the consistent dripping being the only sound brave enough to echo around them, almost as if it were mocking them.
A faint emerald glow, shimmering from the doorway, illuminates the scene before them, revealing more than the lone candle ever could. 
Revealing more than they wanted.
The taller man, draped within a royal red which was quickly being tainted by the darker, now brownish-red below, clears his throat, trying to remove the emotions wrapping themselves around it, trying to silence him as the sight before him burns into his memory.
“...Barbatos?” “Yes, my Lord?” “Erase this timeline and any similar ones that will occur, they have all suffered enough. Don’t let this outcome occur again and do not let the brothers ever find out about this possibility, understood?”
With that said, he turns to leave the bathroom, pausing to give one final, heartbroken glance towards his now lost friend, before finally leaving Barbatos alone within the room. 
Barbatos lets out a small sigh before demonic magic begins to course throughout the room, the emerald green flooding in, giving the room a more sickly appearance before the interior begins to flake away, the pieces flow around him gently before fizzling out of existence, leaving nothing behind but a blinding white void.
He finds himself alone within the white abyss, leaving the bathtub to be removed last as he begins to take slow steps towards it before all of his composure vanishes, along with the body hidden within.
Falling to his knees while blinking rapidly, Barbatos mourns.
For the second time in no longer than a year or two, he mourns for a human who had managed to worm herself deep into his chest, a human who he had come to care for and treasure. A human who he was proud to call a close companion and a dear friend. A human who he knew he would greet with a smile in no longer than a few minutes.
“I’m sorry, when I get back to our timeline, let me bake your favourite treat for you.”
The green portal within the doorway shines brighter as Barbatos slowly begins to move towards it, his body feeling like lead with each step. 
Faint, gentle laughter, her laughter could be heard from the other side as he watches the warped reflection of the brothers rush into the castle with Evelyne and Lucifer trailing not too far behind, hand in hand, no doubt being lured out with the promise of delicious food and company provided by the prince and his butler for the night.
Wiping his face, Barbatos composes himself, carefully placing on his mask of polite stoicism before walking through the door to greet their expected guests.
They would never know the true reason for such a sudden invitation to all dine with one another that night, it would break them all. It would break them more than it did the first time it happened.
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sparkbeast20 · 2 years
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You are never a mistake (Prologue)
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Summary: The morning after you woke up with your lover gone. Decided to move on like nothing had happened, until two month later you found out that your pregnant.
Note: This will have F!MC with she/her, and this is just a prologue where you don't know who's lover and the father of your child. (also No proofread :3)
Warning: Implied Sex (No Smut), Feeling Unloved and Abandon, Pregnancy, and Hiding said Pregnancy.
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You want to be angry at someone, but you can. This is your mistake and you have to live with it. 
All you can do is just curl up in your tub and cry at the fact the tests are all positive. The pregnant test on the sink counter with big two lines saying or mocking you that you are carrying something!
You recall what happened, it was two months ago at the demon lord castle celebrating your two years anniversary of being in devildom. Simeon tucked Luke in so the real party began. 
All seem great, everyone is enjoying themselves until someone you can’t remember brought out a special kind of Demonus. And all of you started drinking and soon everyone was in a frenzy. Well lucky you and someone snuck away from the party and went to one of guest room of the castle.
Once he locked the door, he turned around, walked towards you and began to kiss you passionately and confess his feelings.
You wish you remembered who it was, your memory was fuzzy but you could be so happy.
You and your lover start stripping, while your lips are still locked together. Soon you two are naked as he gently lays you down on the bed, as he climbs on top of you.
During all of this you feel so happy, even telling him that you love him. Soon he went all at it. As the two of you are lost in each other's warmth.
As soon as your lover finally comes down, he slowly sets you back on the bed, hovering over you, he moves his hand to tuck the hair behind your ear, and leans down and kisses your cheek as he whispers sweet praise. Before laying on his side next to you, you scoot close and nuzzle into him. Before letting your sleep take over.
You know that once you're sober and with a clear head you can tell him that all you said was true.
But of how mean reality is, because as soon as you woke up he was gone. You look around the room and sure enough he just left you in the room.
The feeling of being hurt and alone made you think all the reason he left, was it that you weren't good enough? Was it just a one night thing? Was it all because of the Demonus… was it all a mistake… were you just a mistake to him?
You wanted to cry or scream… But you did the only thing you do. You bury it deep down and move on. You're lucky that you don’t remember his face otherwise things might be awkward for everybody.
So that's what happened. You forget or ignore what happened and move on with your day. Sleep, go to RAD, chatting with the brothers, royals and the purgatory boys. 
While subconsciously you watch any of the men if on the off chance you can spot your one hit lover.
But with no luck you just drop it and move on.
Until this morning, when you start to feel nauseous and immediately run to the bathroom, then you lean on the towel and start puking. Once you're done you push yourself off the towel and head to the sink, you open your medicine cabinet and it hits you, right in the cabinet was your tampons and you begin to remember when was the last time you had your period. And it was before the party at the castle.
You backup your back against the wall before you slide on to the floor. You stare blankly at your tampons with your mind and keep repeating the word pregnant.
You shook your head. You don’t want it to be true, you refuse to like it to be. You push yourself off the floor and out of the house determined to know the answer. You head to the nearest pharmacy and buy a whole box of pregnancy tests.
You ask to put it in a paper bag, but are scared if the brothers see you buying it and angry if one of them is the “father” you don’t want him to know. 
Once back at the house, you head straight to your room and lock the door. You took three tests at a time. While you wait for the results you look over your phone and see messages from the eleven men you hold dear.
As you read through them, you get more angry, your mind blames all of them because if one of them is your lover that night. Suddenly you felt something moving in your stomach. Making you drop your phone and quickly place a hand on your stomach.
You start to panic, you quickly look at your clock, as it has been ten minutes you immediately run to the bathroom and look at all three tests. You start to feel tears falling on your cheeks as you start all three tests, all are positive.
Which is how you got at this moment curled up in the tub staring at the drain of the tub lost on how you will go on and hide that fact you are pregnant. Then you felt the same movement again only this time you instinctively place your hands over your stomach. You felt them moving within you, in some way they are trying to comfort you in your time of sadness. Something within you starts to feel love again, the love for your unborn baby.
They aren’t the mistake, they are the result of your mistake and your lover, you made a silent vow that you will never treat or blame them for this. In a way you see them as a blessing, ironic if their father is a demon.
 Speaking of our unknown lover. You don’t want him to find out that you are carrying his child, if he didn’t stay that morning means that he regret that night, he regret having sex with you.
He has no right, not to you or the child. But it would mean leaving.
Yes it might be a huge leap on leaving, but if he doesn’t want to be with you, and he had two months to tell you why he left since you're willing to give him a second chance. But he didn’t.
Instead he acted like it never happened. Which is the main reason for you to choose to leave.
But if you leave without knowing where to go, he’ll find out and try to look for you.
Then you recall a witches coven in devildom with the head witch is none other than Maddi. They are willing to help a fellow human. And added that they can help you power and statues within the human world. Well within the magical society.
At that moment you made up your mind.
You quickly pack your things that aren't connected to devildom and quickly snuck out the house while the brothers are out. 
After hours of walking, you finally made it to the Maddi witches coven’s mansion here in devildom
“Well, well it isn’t Diavolo’s little human student.”
You jump when you hear someone behind you. You turn around to see a woman who looks to be in her 30’s “Uh yeah, that’s me-”
“No way aren’t you also Solomon’s little apprentice!” you jump again at the sudden appearance of a younger witch behind you.
“What brings you here young one?” the older witch asks as she looks at you from top to bottom. Then she stopped at your stomach. You feel scared for your baby. You quickly pull up your bag over your stomach. You look at you with a semi shocked face. “Your carrying a new life”
“Aw~ well what do you expect? She was surrounded by hot demons for two years. I’m more surprised that she didn’t get knocked up sooner!” the younger witch giggled.
You start to regret your decision, as tears start to fall from your eyes. The older witch moves close and slaps the younger witch’s arm.
“How can you be insensitive! Clearly the father did something to make her seek us out” she glares at the young witch before soften when she turns to you. She reaches and wipes your tears. “Now don’t let her words get to you. Sadness isn’t good for the baby. Now tell mother Maddi what you need.” She places a hand on your back as the two of you walk towards the mansion.
Note: Okay, this was suppose take place at the start of season 2, but decide to make this as MC leaving and seek help to witches since they might help her with a demonic/angelic pregnancy.
Also this going to be a quick pregnancy (like in twilight) since it a half demon or angel baby.
So which character should I write first? (I have Belphie's story planned out and Mammon) But I really want to know your thoughts on this and how should I approach their story, and don't worry this is all going to have happy endings.
If there’s grammar or spelling error, please let me know and don’t be shy to leave a comment or rebloging with cute tags. I just love to see you guys thoughts on this :3
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當Obey me 的角色遇到綠茶
Warning :MC在此為女性
這是我第一次寫這類的文章,角色拿捏的不是很好,而且還有OOC的設定。不喜勿讀!!
當MC在跟惡魔兄弟/配角在一起,突然一個綠茶魅魔試圖勾引他們
路西法
綠茶:哎呀!路西哥哥!好久不見!
路西法:誰准妳叫我路西?
綠茶:唉呦!有了女朋友就不認妹妹我了嗎?
路西法:......(摟住MC) 那還不快叫嫂子?
瑪門
在百貨公司
MC:瑪門!把東西放下!
瑪門:(準備偷東西)我....我又沒拿什麼!
MC:壞狗狗!坐下!
瑪門:(被迫坐下)YIKES! 好痛!!妳下手一定要這麼重嗎?
綠茶:姐姐好兇喔!如果是我,我一定不會這樣對哥哥的!
瑪門:......妳知道嗎?我寧願被我的人類兇也不要妳對我好!偉大的瑪門才不需要被呵護!
MC:...... ( 莫名感動)
利維坦
MC:(被迫cosplay Ruri醬在惡魔動漫季廣場等利維)
綠茶:唉呦!姐姐cos 什麼角色啊?有夠滑稽的!
MC:...... (躲到一旁)
綠茶:?
利維:(帶著洛坦駕到)死婊子妳給我聽好......!!!
撒旦
綠茶:(撞MC然後跌倒)唉呦!
撒旦:唉呀!沒事吧?
綠茶:我沒事!不要怪姐姐!姐姐不是故意的...
撒旦:(笑著看著綠茶)不好意思,我沒在跟妳說話
綠茶:.......
艾斯摩德斯
綠茶:姐姐的妝好漂亮!不像我只塗了一點乳液
艾斯摩:那是當然的!我幫MC化的妝怎麼可能不美?雖然還是差我一點 。
綠茶:好好喔!你可不可以幫我化妝?姐姐應該不會介意的。
艾斯摩:但,如果我幫妳化了妝誰來襯托我和MC的美呢?
MC:噗!
綠茶:......
比爾希巴伯
綠茶:比爾~你在吃什麼?
比爾:.......漢堡
綠茶:看起來好好吃喔!可以給我吃一口嗎?
比爾:......妳不會自己去買嗎?
MC:比爾!
比爾:MC!要不要吃漢堡?
MC:好啊!
比爾:來!啊~
綠茶:為什麼我要你不給我,她沒要你就餵她吃?啊!該不會......你怕姐姐嫉妒吧?姐姐沒這麼小氣吧?
比爾:(死亡瞪眼)......
綠茶:......
貝爾菲格
MC:(剛剛被欺負,在座位上哭)
貝爾菲:怎麼了?
MC :剛剛......(解釋來龍去脈)
貝爾菲:(抱著MC)別哭啦!我陪妳
綠茶:嗚嗚嗚嗚嗚~貝爾菲!人家也被欺負了!
貝爾菲:乾我屁事
綠茶:......
迪亞沃羅
MC:好冷喔!
迪亞沃羅:來!穿我的外套!
綠茶:我也好冷!
迪亞沃羅:沒辦法啊!我又不能控制天氣!
MC:哈哈哈哈!
綠茶:......
巴巴托斯
巴巴托斯:該回去了,MC妳晚餐想吃什麼?
MC:地獄火蘑菇捲餅!
巴巴托斯:呵呵!好的。
綠茶:天啊!煮飯不是女人的事嗎?怎麼讓男人來做?
巴巴托斯:女朋友不就是拿來寵的嗎?呵呵...
綠茶:姐姐妳真好!我也想要這種男朋友......
巴巴托斯:難道妳不會自己做飯?真好奇妳是怎麼活到現在的
MC:噗!
綠茶:不是啦!我是說,我希望我能有一個像你一樣疼我的男友......
巴巴托斯:那祝妳能找到另一個我
MC:噗哈哈哈!
綠茶:......
西緬
想勾引天使?!門都沒有!
西緬直接帶著MC消失在綠茶面前
盧克
MC和盧克到遊樂園玩
綠茶:唉呦!這是妳的私生子嗎?想不到妳跟別的男人有一腿呀!
MC:......他是天使,我是人類,妳想到哪去?
盧克:而且我不是小孩子!
綠茶:呃?!
<總之...氣氛變得很尷尬>
所羅門
所羅門帶MC到五星級餐廳吃飯
綠茶:唉呀!好巧喔!所羅門!我可以跟你一起坐嗎?
所羅門:呵呵,是"我們" 喔!
綠茶:喔!對不起,我沒看到你有帶女朋友,不過,姐姐應該不介意吧?
所羅門:呵呵,當然不會!(把MC拉開)
MC:你!
綠茶:謝謝囉!(坐在所羅門旁邊)那你會請我客嗎?
所羅門:當然!
綠茶:那...你要請我吃什麼?
所羅門:(把MC拉到懷裡,輕吻)請妳吃狗糧!
綠茶:(氣暈)
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