#he was really going to let Rad go off and do whatever made him happy

[m-affliction]

RADOVID WAS SO CLOSE TO LEAVING!! SO CLOSE!! 😭

#radskier #the witcher #flowercrown #i expected king rad but like… not THREE EPISODES LATER #at least the accursed inevitable betrayal was soft #a perfectly acceptable level of betrayal #and you know Jask thinks so too #with his ‘maybe’ #if the stakes weren’t so immediate and high he might have offered him a second chance right then- always seeing the best in people still #also viz was a shitty king but he seemed to be an actual good brother #that got me feeling some type of way #he was really going to let Rad go off and do whatever made him happy #witcher spoilers #witcher season 3

[ifearzombies]

Little Things You Do That Make The Brothers Fall For You All Over Again

Lucifer: - When you help mediate a fight between ANY of the siblings. It helps strengthen the family and helps with healing from all the trauma and grief. - You turn your phone off when in his room. His brothers have made him slightly paranoid of pictures of him being taken without his consent and you taking that precaution to alleviate his concerns means the world to him. - You try. You try so hard in school because you know it’s important to him and Diavolo and so when he sees you bent over books and asking him or Satan for help it brings him so much joy.

Mammon: - You call him your first. He loves hearing it and making him feel like he’s extra special to you. - You go full in when you decide to help with a scheme. When you made the panda plush, he saw how much work you put in for just him. - When he catches you dancing and singing in your room. He sees how cute you look and how much joy you have and it just melts his heart.

Leviathan:

- You talk to Henry 2.0. You come in and take a minute to say hi to him and ask the little fishy how he’s doing. The fact you treasure Henry makes him treasure you more. - When you try to follow along with what he’s talking about. His own brothers barely listen to him. They can’t follow. They don’t really try. But you? You do. He feels seen and heard. - When you come in with a blanket and just curl up in front of the giant aquarium and just vibe. You watch him play games, talk to him. But you just quietly share the space. Just to be beside him. He has cried in happiness over this several times.

Satan:

- You aren’t afraid of him and his anger. You should be. But you don’t treat him like a bomb about to go off any second and hold him close. He loves when you hold him and don’t shirk from him; even when he’s mad. - When you join him in playing with his secret cats. - When you learn a new spell and excitedly show him. He loves magic almost as much as Solomon, so seeing your exuberance over learning something is a treasure.

Asmodeus:

- When you relax and let him just fix your hair or do your nails and just chatter away. You work so hard to help everyone in the house, the palace, and PH, that you relaxing with him is just so lovely. - When you are asleep beside him and he can just look at how pretty you look sleeping in his bed. - When you tell him he’s beautiful. He knows it, but hearing you say it with that sincere, loving look on your face just makes his heart melt and he feels TRULY beautiful.

Beelzebub: - When he sees you cooking. You tend to cook larger portions or a whole second meal just for him when you cook and he knows it’s hard work to make that much food. You have a sore back when you’re done and you have to clean the mess. But you do it anyways. Just for him. He always hugs you when you cook and gives you a smooch. - When you gift him food from your pocket. You always have food on you and he knows if he needs something between classes or he can’t get to the kitchen, you will inevitably offer him something. The fact that you keep food on you for him shows you’re thinking of him all the time and he loves that. - You accept his invitations to whatever he’s doing. Working out? You’re there spotting if you can. Snowboarding? He is now teaching you to snowboard. You accept his invitation to spend more time with him. You’re mortal. Your time is precious and you’re giving it to him. He can’t help but fall in love again when he thinks of it.

Belphagor:

- You go to the attic a lot when he asks because it’s now a special place. It sucks going up that many stairs after a day at RAD. And he knows it. So the fact you agree just for him? Amazing. - When you sleep and he can go in your dreams and he finds you dreaming about him and Beel. He admittedly gets jealous if it’s anyone else. But knowing you’re in his thoughts that much when dreaming?  He can only try to snuggle you more to let you know he loves you even more now. - You aren’t afraid of him. Like Satan, you really should be. You were killed by him! But even when you have nightmares about that moment, and he’s watching, he hears your thoughts and how you know he was lashing out in pain. And that you really wanted to help him. And then when you wake up after those nightmares; those night terrors of your literal death, the first thing you do is hug him. He asks the stars what he ever did right in his life to deserve you.

#obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me belphagor #obey me belphie

[barry-j-blupjeans]

Day Five - Bones

Becoming Reapers was not exactly what Barry would call a happy ending. But considering the other decision would have been “you get thrown in death prison for all of eternity”, this outcome was manageable. At the very least, he wasn’t getting cut off from his friends and family again. He had already spent several years trying to work his way around the rules, but for some reason, becoming a Reaper had never crossed his mind. He supposed that was because the only Reaper he knew was constantly trying to drag him to the Eternal Stockade, thus preventing him from saving the family.

And the rest of the world, too.

Still, it wasn’t his preferred outcome. It’s not like they ever had the time to be choosing beggars in the past, so he didn’t know why he was so hung up about it now.

“Babe,” Lup whispered. 

“Hm?” Barry said, turning his head slightly. Lup’s arm was around him, his back pressed against her chest. Bedtime had turned into “let’s sit in a room and talk to each other” time a long time ago.

Lup lifted her arm and the flesh melted away into bone. Barry blinked.

“I’ve decided this is rad, actually,” she said. “Look at this shit.”

She made an “okay” sign with her finger bones. Barry snorted, batting at her arm. For some reason, he hadn’t really expected to actually feel bone. Barry paused. Lup paused.

“It’s kinda fucked up, though,” Lup said after a second.

“Yeah,” Barry said.

“In a cool way,” Lup said.

“Yeah,” Barry said again.

They lapsed back into silence. Lup tapped her bone fingers against his chest, her head pressed against his back.

Becoming Reapers was a very long process, apparently. Their initial meeting with the Raven Queen was hours long, and only wrapped up because Lup and Barry had been expected at Angus’s soccer game (and he was pretty sure they only got out on time because Kravitz, too, was invited, if only unofficially). They worked on the terms and conditions of this deal for months- long enough to get Lup back in her body. After that, the process had sped up.

Removing the lich magic from their souls hadn’t been fun. And the Reaper magic had taken a whole new hold on their bodies. Barry had died and lived again over a dozen times and it was nothing compared to what Reaper magic felt like. It very physically felt like he was alive. He felt the bones and muscles beneath his skin, could hear the air inflate his lungs.

The lack of heartbeat was pretty concerning, too. It wasn’t gone all the time. Just… when he felt bad. Or he was alone. Neither of those were ideal.

“D’you think being a Reaper will actually be worth it?” Barry asked. Lup hummed, shifting slightly behind him.

“What d’you mean?”

“I mean that— that we’ve got, uhm, a very long way to go still,” Barry said. “Y’know, with the whole magic and the melty flesh or whatever.” He held out his own arm, which had started to drip down into bone. Barry didn’t yet have the handle on it that Lup did. “I’m just… real tired.”

“Mh, I get that, Bar,” Lup said. She wiggled her fingers, calling the flesh back onto her arm. “I really do. Like, we saved the world finally! Now here’s a nine-to-five job.”

“I wish it were nine-to-five,” Barry said. Lup chuckled, leaning a little bit more on him.

“Your sleep is already fucked up,” Lup said.

“And who’s fault is that—”

“Point is,” Lup said, “I get it. And I would love nothing more than to just like, chill on the beach for a solid few years. But I’d— I’d rather we do it than have someone like Magnus be a Reaper. I think we can handle it. And it sucks some major ass to always have to be the- the responsible one or the one carrying everything, but I think we’d do that anyway. It kinda gets engrained after a hundred years or so.”

“True,” Barry sighed. Lup’s hand came up to his head, winding her fingers into his hair softly. “I’m glad it’s with- with you. And it’s not just me.” He swallowed, his throat feeling a little dry. “I— I spent a lot of time thinking about shit like this before Lucretia, uh, recruited the boys. I was kinda— I mean, it was hard. Being alone.”

“I know,” Lup whispered, and she did. In a weird, awful sort of way, they both truly knew how hard it was to be alone for so long. It was in two vastly different ways, sure, but still. After a second, Lup continued with, “I would do everything with you, given the chance. You know that, right?”

“You do do everything with me, at this point.”

“Tch, details.” She pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Love you.”

“Love you, too, Lup,” Barry said. “And I know.” His heart thrummed in his chest. There were still doubts about it all in his head- of course, there were. That’s how he worked. But he was a hundred percent sure they could figure it out. They always would.

They circled back around to another silence, this one more warm and comfortable. Barry was actually beginning to feel rather sleepy.

“Do you think Kravitz’s dick is an actual boner?” Lup asked.

It was going to be a very long always.

#blupjeansweek2023 #barry bluejeans #lup #taz #taz balance #mine #ise cube writing

[snickeringdragon]

snick you need to tell me where ok ko wasted its potential and how you think it could be made better i havent seen anyone talk about this damn show in ages Yes im here because of skiddle's tags hi skiddle. hi snick

AHHAHAHAHAHAA. YOU HAVE NO IDEA. YOU HAVE NO IDEA

AHEM.

ok ko spoilers, obviously

...i should put this under a cut

opens up a powerpoint presentation. ok ko is in my opinion overall a very good show. its incredibly funny, charming, and...sometimes well written story wise. unfortunately it has a very very big failing in a very very big plot point

clicks to the next slide. my beautiful son tko.

tko himself is fine. i have no issues with his CHARACTER. i take issue with how his character is treated. tko is, by himself, a child with anger issues, he reacts very poorly to being agitated but like...

he has to be agitated first.

there is not a single example before season 3 where tko like, wrecks shit or whatever without being provoked, in his debut for example, hes just doing his job (albeit begrudgingly) before enid and rad provoke him, and he starts fighting them

however, the show always seems to act like tko is in the wrong, treats him like a villain despite his mostly heroic acts, is he PERFECT? no!! hes a fucking kid with anger issues!! he was locked inside a mind cage!! he doesnt know how to deal with things so he hits them!!! he just. happens to be able to hit things very very hard and with lightning bolts.

another example is the season 1 finale, youre in control. in yic tko. literally doesnt do anything wrong. like im not joking.

in yic tko gets let out to fight boxman jr and like...he does that. he throws boxman jr back to boxmore and then chases him over to boxmore. he does not attack a single hero in this episode. he does not do any damage to the plaza. the worst thing he does in this episode is put ko back in the cage. yet its STILL treated like hes doing something wrong???

another thing about tko. tko wants freedom. he says this outright. being locked inside a literal cage will do that to ya. i want to make sure real quick that we're on the same page here that locking a 6-11 year old boy inside a cage is bad no matter how badly he is at managing his anger issues right. right. okay. tko deserved to be uncaged. and he WAS. except...

when he gets out of the cage in youre in control. thats great and all but...his next appearance, tkos house, hes still upset. he still wants his freedom. its just that instead of being locked in a cage hes locked in a (pretty cool honestly) house. it doesnt matter how nice you make an enclosure, sometimes itll just never work for the animal. and thats what tko is like, he wants out, he wants control over the body, which like. is fucking fair?? im someone who REALLY understands the importance of going outside often, tko really deserves to be allowed outside their headspace. its good for you.

but tko DOESNT. GET THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he shows up. LITERALLY TWICE in season 2 (thats 40 episodes!) and NEITHER of his appearances (tkos house, dark plaza) does he even get to use the body on his own!! its always fused as pko!! he doesnt get a turn!!

and then when season three starts. uh. glances at tko rules. Yeah. The Subconscious. he gets trapped in a dark empty void for [checks notes] about two weeks. minimum.

what im getting at here. is that tko never really left that cage.

okay. im gonna touch on one more tko thing. the FUCKING finale. [furious]

quick recap, in the finale ko and tko have a plot twist moment where "oh hey! ko and tko are the same person actually! and now theyve accepted eachother as the same person and can be happy! hooray!" except like. mko (finale fusion) is just ko

like seriously hes JUST ko. his design? leaning towards kos features. his personality? LITERALLY just ko theres not a hint of tko there. its not the two of them "accepting eachother" or whatever its. its the writers killing off tko.

as well as like. a guy i know pointed this out and i cannot fucking get over it. if they were just going to ""fuse the two"" in the end then WHY. in GODS NAME. is tkos LITERAL FIRST LINE OF DIALOGUE.

"no, not ko."

hes so fucking INSISTENT on correcting people when they call him ko (which is ANOTHER gripe i have with this show. NOBODY calls him his name) and they just. oh yeah hes actually ko lol. LIKE DUDE. THIS ISNT HOW YOU WRITING.

i didnt even mention the issues regarding system stereotypes. i didnt even mention dark plaza since i was focusing on tko. i didnt even. theres so much. i need to stop. now. goodbye.

#dragon cave's mailbox #ok ko #im going insane #i REALLY hope this is comprehensible im lsoing it #tko ok ko #im fine with like. almost every other aspect of the show #(SEE: ALMOST.) #its just. tko is treated SO POORLY #and like i wouldnt care about that obviously if it wasnt treated like it was JUSTIFIED?? #god. tko my beautiful son youre not a villain. im so sorry an ugly ass writers like that would even say such a thing. sweetheart i love you #okay.okay.no i can be normal.goodbye.

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

Heya, how do you feel about um, writing Lucifer, Simeon, and platonic Luke helping out an mc with albinism like they can't go out in the sun or anything, they're legally blind, not like full blind, just sorta 20/200 vision

I have albinism and it's rarely talked about in fanfiction, like i read so much about the reader being in the sun and being able to see well and I can't do either :(

If not that's okok! I know it's not easy to write so feel free to decline!

Hi!! I hope this is okay. I did some of my own research so if there's anything off, or if there's something I should change, please let me know! I really hope you enjoy! :)

Reader is gender neutral!

Lucifer, Simeon, and Luke with an MC who has Albinism

Lucifer

Lucifer probably already new about your condition from the application, but he would try to be very accommodating.

Though I doubt he even knew what albinism was so he'd do some research on his own.

When he meets you, he does ask you about your personal sensitivities and such. Anything you need, he's on it.

If you have light sensitivity, all of the lights in the HoL and even in RAD will be changed accordingly.

The sun won't be a problem since there is no sun in the Devildom.

If you do have to go to the celestial realm or back to the human realm, Lucifer's got some high spf sunscreen ready for you!

If you both visit the human realm, he has no problem spending time with you inside, he's usually busy with work, so here's his chance to be with his favorite human!

He would love to partake in some of your hobbies or interests when he has time.

And he would love to introduce you to some of his hobbies, i.e. listening to his cursed records.

Lucifer wouldn't be judgmental at all, if you are ever feeling insecure, he's more than happy to hold you and dispel the thoughts that plague you.

And God help him if he ever finds out someone has ever made fun of you or if someone is currently doing it. Rest assured, Lucifer will take of it.

Lucifer will always be there to take care of you.

Simeon

Simeon is fascinated with you.

Not in a rude way, but he would love to know more about your condition and you as a person.

Since his home is the celestial realm, he will take every precaution to insure your safety and comfort.

He'll make sure to have sunscreen on hand when you visit.

It's also pretty bright in the celestial realm, so he's even got a really nice pair of sunglasses for you, should you need them.

Simeon's a writer, so he'd probably make a story based on you with a main character that has albinism.

Considering he didn't really know what the condition was before meeting you, he would love to help give other readers exposure, and hopes that through his writing you'll feel seen.

Simeon will love you regardless of what you look like, he knows that everybody has their differences, he sees a beauty in it.

There won't be a day he won't compliment you at least once.

He writes special poetry about you that stays between the two of you, he doesn't want to publish it, he wants you to keep them and look to them if you ever need comfort.

He certainly has no problem staying inside with you, he's just happy to be with you.

Whatever you want to do, he's on board. He's more than happy to participate in your hobbies, it gives him a chance to learn more about you!

Luke

Has no idea what albinism is.

But he's willing to learn about it!

Probably has Simeon help him with his research, and will very anxiously ask you about your experiences. Baby's so afraid his questions might upset or offend you.

But once he understands your condition, he's very accepting and loves you as you are.

If he ever catches or overhears anyone talking bad about you, he will be so upset. Tries to take matters into his own hands... Simeon has to hold him back.

The alternative, he tells Lucifer or Diavolo about the person being rude to you so they can take care of them.

Makes your favorite desserts in hopes that it'll make you feel better.

He's a little limited with what he can do to help accommodate you, as you both are in the Devildom, but if you need him to, he'll ask for Simeon's help to make you comfortable when you're visiting Purgatory Hall.

In the case of being in the celestial realm or the human realm, he'd love to stay inside with you! You could do puzzles together, or he's got a new recipe he can show you.

Or if there's things you want to do, he's up for it. Luke would love to learn the things you're into!

Luke's just happy to have his best friend around.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me lucifer #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me simeon #obey me simeon x mc #obey me simeon x reader #obey me luke #obey me luke and mc #obey me luke and reader #obey me fanfic #jo writes #blood moon mail

[korra-northeast-germany]

Run!

Was all thst plagued your mind

Don't let him catch up!

Who knows what would happen if he's caught

Turn corners!

Throw him off your trail

Hurry!

Careful!

Be wary of your surroundings

Faster!

Hes catching up

Faster damnit!

Why are your legs moving slower you can't STOP!

Hide hide Hide!

You must find a hiding spot

Shit! Not you tripping

Oh Fuck-

"Hello my beloved queen"

It's too late.

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Mammon found himself in a room he had not recognized, pictures of him plastered upon every wall some from his modeling gigs other taken at random parts of the tag wether it be at RAD or at HOL. Pictures of him and Mc littering the one part of the wall, only mc's face was cut out and instead replace with a headshot of the culprit. It frightened him. Slowly he leaves the bed to look through a note-book he had found which had the names of people Mammon were closed to crossed out. His name riddled not of the pages and Who ever ideas that desired him seemed to plan everything. He gulps. "Why would He?" The avatar shook his head. "Whatever I just gotta find a way out of he-"

"Mammon~♡" a voice called carrying in what was meant to be his breakfast, a meal which consisted of a breakfast meal you get at a restaurant. The person froze seeing his 'queen' had awoken. "well I did not expect for you to be up so soon!" He smiled. "Well I brought you breakfast. Take a seat on the bed and I'll feed you alright." Unable to protest Mammon takes a seat allowing his capture to feed him. "You know mammy I usually wouldn't take such drastic measures. But seeing you sad like this always makes my heart break" he says. Followed by a pout as he fed the greedy boy the eggs. "I know they were one of your only friends, and that's okay...right now They're watching over you from wherever they are. That's alright my little crow, cause now I'm here and I'll be taking their place."

No response. This made the captor frown. "I promise Mammon. I'll make you feel loved like never before. Whatever you want I'll get it for you. Want me to kill or harm someone all for you. Your every wish is my command my queen" he gave the avatar the world's most sincere eyes one which held 0 lies and could be trusted. Mammon only blushed "your too sweet. But...I'm going to need to make time to grieve...they were my human and best friend" greed's throat swelled. "But thank you. Even if you did take drastic means to show how much you care about me I appreciate it." A pause "but did you really need to replace pictures of them and me with well.. yourself?" "Sorry my queen I just wished it was us" "fuck that's cute"

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It's been a momth of absolute silence from Mammon. At first he was happy about it no one to sure destruction in his libary but then he learned about Mc's death which made him worried. Not a single brother had seen Mammon since a month prior even Lucifer was worried. "We should look for him" mumbled Levi "I- I mean he owes me something anyway so we better find him so I can get it!" Levi's call to action was something all the brothers agreed on which lead to where Satan was now.

In front of the person who took his brother.

"I should have known it was you" the wrathful avatar would hiss. "You always seemed too have information on all of my brothers, but to find you have taken mammon from us? That is too far!" "Is it?" Those words made Satan raise his brow. "What do you mean by that!?" The person smirked. "I mean you don't deserve him, none of you do. It's clear your treatment of him is very unkind. Maybe if the 6 of you were better brothers he wouldn't feel the need to confine and vent too me. Oh and before you ask about his return, that won't happen unless he chooses so and right now he is not willing to see any of you."

"You're lying!"

"Am I? Or are you too blinded by your rage to see the truth? Mammon is happy with me, more than he ever was with you" the lower demon could sense the avatars wrath acting up. "It took you a month before you to even bothered looking for him. What kind of brother you are"

"We thought-"

"Shut up. I should have you killed" the yandere hisses. " But alas my queen wishes for his kin to be alive healthy and happy" he hum. Responding to Satan's glare with a deadly one of his own. "Now leave me and my queen alone unless you want to go the same route as MC" an evil smile crept up up on the lower demon, one that me an serious business. This forced Satan to leave, he did not wish too die not at the hand of a demon lower than he. He'll get mammon back! He know he Will!

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Being hugged by the 4 born really shocked Mammon, his grip tugt s he'll as he cried into his shoulder. Demanding his brother never leave him never again. "Oh gee what's gotton into you?" He would question the younger male. "You were gone for so long mammon! And your crazy boyfriend threatened me and said we were bad brothers do you really believe us to be bad brothers?!"

Mammon really wants to say yes but didn't not when his brother was like this. "You aren't., the nicest but i don't hate ya guys I could never" he pet his head. "But what did to me the stem you with?" "He threatened to kill me!" Mammon froze burrowing his brow before taking his brother and stomping over to his boyfriend. "What is this talk about you threatening my little brother!" He demands. Ink to watch his beloveds return to that of s kicked puppy. "I just wanted them to not treat you so badly and threatened that if they were to bother you e hen you don't wanna talk to the then I would uhm...kill them I'm sorry mams"

"Meph you really are the world's cutest yandere. "But no more threatening my family or friends or else no more cuddles. "noooooo!!!!!!"

A/n: I think I accidentally wrote fluff. Also b4 u ask how Mc died, meph made it look like they died naturally

#obey me #om! oneshot #obey me mammon #om! mammon #the great mammon #mammon centric #om! satan #obey me satan #mephistopheles x mammon #obey me mephistopheles #om! mephistopheles #yandere #yandere meph #mephimam #gay ppl #soft yandere #soft mammon #soft meph

[zmediaoutlet]

happy wincest wednesday, Z! i know you have a special fondness for s9... as someone who has zero memory of that season and is only up to mid-s3 on a slow rewatch, i need some incentives to make it that far. what, particularly, do you like about that season and why do wincesties need to appreciate it more?

do you see it as being more ripe for a first time or established relationship?

it's wincest thursday because sometimes you're in a bummer mood all day on wincest wednesday but you save up the wincest to make the next day better. yes? yes.

I do have a special fondness for s9! It's terrible and wonderful, haha. I remember a lot of people getting bigmad shitfit pissy about it at the time -- o the factions that erupted! o the people who abruptly revealed somewhat scary levels of polarization! (o the terrifying weird accusations of abuse apologism, and worse!) -- but at the time I was pure Switzerland, and I think that's the best way to be. I really liked Carver's understanding of The Marriage -- I mean, he literally ended the previous season in a church! -- and I was like, okay, this is painful for now but where will it go? Sam and Dean obviously weren't going to 'break up' in any kind of permanent way, because every showrunner has understood that the show is at its best when they're together. So, how will they get back together? What will it take for them to get there?

When you're on team "the actual plot of Supernatural is the relationship between Sam and Dean," everything just gets better, I think. Who cares if there's, whatever, angel wars or something happening in the background? The part that matters is the space between two brothers. s1-5, to me, is the story of how they actually get to know each other, how they learn to trust each other, how they grow up. (They're SO YOUNG in s1! It's appalling,) In s6 and s7 it's like, wow, okay, so we're actually choosing to stay together. Sure, there's a world-ending plot again -- when isn't there! -- but we're actually deciding that we want to do this more than we want to have normal lives. That's wild.

The Carver seasons, then, are all about the marriage. s8 is, "wow, we cheated on each other. ...We don't actually want to do that, do we? We want to actually devote ourselves to each other. Weird!" So they make a promise, in a church. (!!!) And then, because this is Supernatural and you can't get a single goddamn day off, IMMEDIATELY on the heels of Dean promising that he'd do anything for Sam, Sam's life is put in danger. So s9 becomes about, okay, you made a promise. So, immediately the question becomes: what will you do to keep it?

I know it's not 'nice' but I really don't get how so many fans are, like, mad about it. So much great storytelling happens when a character says "I have this line and I cannot cross it" and then they're put in a situation where the best possible option is to cross that line. That shit is the best. Dean wants and needs Sam to live for both their sakes (any reduction of that moment to 'selfishness' is rank stupidity and I won't countenance it); he won't put anything before Sam; so, what will he do? What will it do to him, to have done that thing? What will Sam say when he finally realizes? What will Sam do when he realizes he'd do the exact goddamn thing?

It's even better in context:

s8: are we married? it turns out that, shit, yes we are. s9: okay, prove it. <-- we are here s10: okay, prove it again. s11: wow, well. We really are just like this, aren't we. Let's decide to be okay with that.

I just love that kind of writing.

PLUS OH MY GOD ALL THOSE RAD MOMENTS WHERE DEAN WANTED TO TELL SAM AND GADREEL WAS HOLDING SAM HOSTAGE OVER THE EDGE OF A CLIFF AAAAA basically I just like a good dose of Dean torture, what can I say.

Oh -- and on that, I like it best with established relationship but I like everything better with established relationship. But in the same way that I love proving things -- I don't think their relationship means nearly as much until they get through all this stuff to s11. Love declarations in s1 are like... k. Talk to me when you've been through literal hell.

#happy wincest wednesday #wincest #i am a late seasons truther #and shall never apologize for it #idk if that was a good answer but here it is anyway #it's all about the specific pressures applied to specific characters #and i didn't even get into sam here #sam in s9 is FASCINATING #he's angry but he's not angry about the thing people always say #he didn't want to get possessed #but he's much angrier about the lying #and at a certain point he's angry that dean can't have done otherwise #he wants dean to apologize for something dean can't apologize for #and so it dissolves into bitterness and stubbornness #and a period where sam clearly *wants* to forgive but can't #it's great #nuance! complication! #making it about a dnr or a dumb rape metaphor is so missing the point

[statementlou]

Can you help me explain what rads thought was gospel? And that algorithm thing what was that? Thank you!!

oof I'm not going to really do this justice, but the whole party line of this huge segment of fandom (which bleeds heavily into discourse in larrie circles without people really realizing it- people will accept certain things as fact and then use them to base arguments off of without realizing that those ideas are just things said without basis by people who also believe, for example, that Harry is actively working to sabotage Louis' career because he hates him) is that Louis is constantly fighting his label and team because they force him to do things (like for example the reason he talks about stunt stuff is because otherwise 'THEY' won't 'LET' him tour rather than, the choices and trade offs a closeted person makes to make it in the industry are complex and sometimes shitty) and that his label and team don't do the things they should to support him and that powerful people in the industry are actively working to sabotage his career to the extent of paying radio stations NOT to play his songs because he crossed people while in 1D. And so they are very protective of him, which is nice right like aren't we all, but specifically with an inflated sense of self importance-- we have to do promo for Louis because NO ONE ELSE WILL, his label doesn't do anything the only reason any of his releases have any success at all is fan projects (yes people seriously believe this)-- and with feeling sorry for him like POOR LOUIS HE IS SO OPRESSED BY THE POWERS THAT BE (and by Harry, lol) OUR POOR HELPLESS VICTIM BABY. Louis himself, in contrast, has spent the last few years repeating that he would rather people did not feel sorry for him in a way its hard not to feel is pointed, and telling us that he has chosen to do something other than chase number ones in a way that also feels pointed (especially that he would keep repeating that while occasionally also admitting that well... it would be all right if it happened! and making some efforts to see if he can make it happen without compromising what he wants to do), and we have seen firsthand all the things his label and team are doing (including A LOT of promo) and how well it is all working. But you still get folks who will say that he's lying, he's being made to say that stuff, that his team are lying- I literally saw a post saying that the head of BMG Italy was lying about the capacity of the Milan show, that it wasn't really 17k or whatever it was, to make it look like Louis was doing well when really his tour was flopping because BMG didn't want to do their job, or, something. IDEK. So when someone says 'wow look the algorithm put Louis on a spotify indie playlist!', maybe they just don't understand how spotify/promo/capitalism work and think that's how you get a new single on spotify playlists (it's not; your label/ team pay them) but just as likely they are coming from a place of, we know his team doesn't do promo (because some people on tumblr said so) so this must be how it got there!

In today’s article we learn tons about exactly what is being done behind the scenes, and we get Louis saying how he chose the people he works with and is happy with that choice and that it bothers him to be pitied. But I can tell you with certainty that at least one person will unfollow me for this, 3 others I don’t know about will block me, and nothing will change any more than it has at any other point over the last 3 years when he told us the same stuff :/  it’s always simpler to have a villain to be mad at when things happen that aren't what you want (Louis coming out, Louis being the biggest pop star in the world, whatever) after all

#fandom dynamics #it's related to purity culture; if things can only be Good or Bad then obvs louis can't be bad #so someone else must be if things are happening other than what you want to happen (him coming out)

[pretty-toru]

I like to think that one of the few habits Mochi still has with her is whenever she’s with Gojo she would tug at his clothes to get his attention or when she’s nervous. It probably manifested when he took her on missions with him to have her learn by watching him mop the floor with a curse (but mainly to show her how cool and rad her uncle Gojo is) and would tug at his uniform while hiding behind his legs whenever she got scared. She’s used to seeing low level curses but seeing really powerful curses in person obviously scared her so she would cling to Gojo and try to hide behind him, which fed his ego lets be honest. But he also thought it was the cutest thing in the world that she relied on him to keep her safe from the big scary curse.

He would ruffle her hair and tell her that he’s not gonna let the curse hurt her before telling her to watch closely as he goes off to exorcise it.

I like to think she partially hid behind Gojo’s legs when meeting Megumi, yeah she was excited to meet him and make friends with someone who’s around her age but Gojo mentioning how the Zenin’s aren’t known to be the nicest of people made her a little nervous of Megumi even if he’s never had any contact with the clan himself. When Gojo introduced himself and playfully ruffled Mochi’s hair.

“Well aren’t you going to introduce yourself to him?” He said as he moved out of the way and gently nudged her to Megumi as she give him a shy wave and ‘hello’ (he thought Gojo kidnapped her to look less sketchy). As cute as it was seeing his niece be a little bashful he still needed her to introduce herself properly to him, manners and whatnot. So he patted her head.

“Come on, I need you to introduce yourself properly. You’re not afraid of him are you~?” He couldn’t help but tease her a bit for her shy behavior, but it was enough to enough to get her to finally tell him her name and give Megumi a proper ‘hello’.

She eventually grew out (literally but not by much I’m Gojo’s opinion lol) of hiding behind her uncles legs and is now more than happy to meet new people. But her tugging at Gojo’s sleeve or lightly holding on to his uniform to get his attention stayed the same. Whether he turns his infinity off around her subconscious or not to allow her to be able to do that is up to you, she’ll tug at his sleeve while calling his name and saying whatever she needs to say. Gojo will never not find it cute especially since her habit ended up transferring over to Megumi as well.

Mochi being a little shy when meeting Megumi is so cute. She definitely hides behind Gojo because he became her comfort person forsure (I don't think he uses Infinity around her either and always responds to her tugs even now). I also feel like Mochi maybe felt intimidated by Megumi when she saw him give Gojo an unpleasant and suspicious glare, and it didn't help when she learned about the Zenin's reputation and he's one by blood despite his circumstance. But when she's nudged to introduce herself to the young boy and his gaze softened just the tiniest bit upon seeing her it helped to ease some of her worries.

I think it's sweet how Gojo notices that Mochi still keeps her habits about her and it seeped into her relationship with Megumi一the same way could be said how her uncle still loves ruffling her hair/patting her head and he does it with his other students too.

#ask answered #[💌 — anon] #🍡 : two gojos in a pod

[crowwbones]

I graciously give you sustenance

lmao so hi hello it is I, a dumb bird, here to offer the TD Fandom a very simple fanfic. No real brain power needed as it just straight up follows the first season episode for episode except there’s two new people joining the main cast. Tobi, a sweet trans masc game streamer that I created, and Mira, an enby spray paint artist with a hatred for authority that my partner made! I honestly started writing it as a joke HOWEVER people started to actually read and enjoy it? So I felt morally obligated to keep going?? 

So basically I’m close to the halfway point in the first season and I barely have time to write due to college so if a 7 chapter wip fic sitting at 31k words sounds fun, feel free to read~

I’ll link my ao3 as I have other plans for this “series” as well as other fandom shit here

And a little blip of the first chapter if you weren’t already interested plz read it seasonal depression is kicking my ass and i’d appreciate the serotonin--

Maybe a summer camp TV show wasn't the worst. Maybe it was just the people he was going to be stuck here with for eight weeks that was going to be the death of him. Tobi was one of the last few to arrive so he didn't really get to hear anyone's names. And from what he could see, no one really looked friendly besides the larger guy in the back. Everyone else looked so mean and angry. The nerves were definitely starting to get the better of him as he pulled his hat down a bit, the purple fluff he called hair blocking his green eyes from accidentally making contact with someone else and somehow starting a fight. Even after falling into the questionable lake water, there was no way he could look these people in the face. They were damp and annoyed.

"This… will be fine. It's a gameshow. It's not like they can kill us." Tobi smiled, trying to convince himself that this entire situation wasn't sketchy or anything.

"Won't stop them from trying." The low monotone voice beside him chimed in with his pep talk, spooking the poor guy for a second.

"Ah hah.…right. Yeah. They wouldn't let someone actually die though, right? That'd be super bad on their part." He turned on the tree stump he had claimed, facing the only person to speak to him so far. They were tall, even while sitting down. He himself only stood at a whopping five foot nothing, so it wasn't unusual for him to basically break his neck to look up at people. He couldn't see their eyes past the mop of blue hair they had, long bangs flopped out from their beanie.

"They probably would." They crossed their arms and fell silent again. Tobi stared for a moment and hummed nervously, facing forward again as Chris waltzed up to them. He didn't even look like he fell into the lake with them.

"Alright! Glad to see you all made it here. Damp. Not my problem." The man seemed to be fairly used to the cameras being on him. It made Tobi wonder if he's done a host show before. "Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa, where you campers will be staying for the next twelve weeks, facing some pretty gnarly challenges in order to win one hundred thousand dollars!" That made the rest of the contestants forget that they were still wet, the promise of that much money practically making them cream themselves.

"First off, before we let you chow down, it's time to divide you into teams! Up first, the Killer Bass!" Chris rattled off the names of the contestants, Tobi being one of the last ones called. He let out a sigh of relief. Being called early meant less people would be looking his way. As Chris began calling the names for those on the opposing team, Tobi faced his maybe new friend again.

"I'm Tobi by the way." He gave them a happy smile. Which was returned with a glance and a nod.

"Mira." Their voice was still monotone but it was nice. A good change from everyone else's loudness.

"Do you use they them or have I been mentally misgendering you the entire time?"

"Call me whatever I guess. But yeah, they she is what I use."

"Rad-"

"Excuse me, am I interrupting something?" Chris crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at the two of them. Without waiting for a response or excuse, he went back to smiling and directed himself to everyone once again. "With that, you guys will go unpack and meet in the mess hall in half an hour! Each team has their own building, guys on one side, girls on the other."

Tobi was a bit bummed that Mira wasn't going to be on the same team as him, but the majority of his team seemed…. Okay. Maybe. He wasn't paying much attention, but he could hear one of the girls mix up communal and communion as he headed off to the right bunk house. So she didn't seem to be the brightest crayon but she was probably super nice at the very least. It was a shame that they were on separate teams. The purple haired boy pushed the door open to the room, staring at the bunk beds before scurrying out of the way for the others. Top bunk would be too sketchy for many reasons. He hastily tossed his bag on the nearest bottom bunk and took the blanket off the bed, hanging it up to block off his bed from the rest of the cabin. He had packed an extra blanket anyway, one much more comfy and way less scratchy than that one. Tobi hopped out of the bed, making sure the blanket would hold with a couple tugs.

"Tch, the hell is that for? We're all guys here, man. Hiding something cause you're a wuss?" Tobi froze for a second before looking at the other guys who were all staring at him, mostly confused. The tall one with the green mohawk was the one talking, arms crossed and eyes narrowed at him. Why was he going to have to room with the class bully?

"I can't have privacy?" The fact that he was short wasn't going to stop the sass.

"Nah, that's just weird." Was his name Dustin? A 'd' name felt right but he couldn't remember it right now.

Tobi just shrugged and hummed to himself as the others exchanged glances, the party guy snickering with the other one with red hair and glasses. He really wished he paid attention to their names. He climbed back into his bed and began unpacking, ignoring the others for a while before he heard a thump on the bunk above him and felt the entire bunkbed shake and move as someone climbed up to the other mattress. Great. Just what he needed. He sighed and finished up, heading out again to kick his few mostly empty bags under the bed before heading to the door. Green Mohawk jumped down next to him, sharp blue eyes staring at him.

"Headin' out already? Don't wanna steal more blankets and make a whole fort?" Was he really trying to tease him for this?

"Well, they said we'd be eating so yeah. And I'm just fine with the one." Tobi kept walking, flinching as his hat was snatched off his head.

"Weird hat. What's with the dorky little spikes?" He held it by the bill, looking at the short orange horns that sat on top of the black hat.

"It's just like that. What's with the lack of keeping your hands off other people's stuff?" It was Tobi's turn to cross his arms, glaring up at this jerk who had a good foot and a half on him in height. Everyone else in this cabin was freakishly tall besides the quiet guy in the sweats and beanie.

"Just curious's all. You just almost look more of a nerd than the nerd." Tobi snatched his hat back and put it on his head, backwards as it's meant to be. He rolled his eyes and headed out the door, looking around the camp. A scream broke the mild peace of the outdoors, drawing everyone's attention. All the guys ran out of the cabin, besides mohawk, and towards the other teams' girls' side, Tobi following along. He pushed his way into the room and couldn't see anything past the many people and the loud shrieking and yelling from everyone. Something about there being a cockroach? Tobi moved towards Mira as she stood in the corner, a smirk on her face.

"Is there really a roach?" She gave a curt nod and chuckled as DJ smashed one of the beds. Tobi furrowed his brow and stood on his tiptoes, struggling to see the bug until it was right at his feet. He took a step back, so focused on the bug that he barely reacted to the axe slashing the bug in half just a little too close to his feet. Green met blue and his heart sort of stopped. That shouldn't have been nearly as attractive as that was. Blush came over his cheeks under the eyeliner stars he drew on himself as the other smirked and stood up, axe slung over his shoulder. Tobi blinked a few times, trying to etch-a-sketch reset his stupid baby brain. The chaos handled, people filed out of the cabin and to the mess hall.

"What a dumb start." Mira looked down at Tobi, at least, faced down towards him. "Let's just go. I can't stand anymore of their bickering." They jerked a thumb at two of the girls, Lashawna and… He was going to say Heather, as they glared daggers at each other. He at least caught their names and maybe a few others here and there.

#tdi #total drama #td duncan #td fandom #tdi fanfiction #oc x canon #total drama island #tda #you dont actually have to read this but ill make you food if you do #food being art of the characters and more chapter updates--

[obey-me-rot]

You're Mine

A/N: I guess as a writing blog I should be doing some writing right? Honestly this has just been the biggest headcanon I've had in a while since I started playing Obey Me of the brothers just...like Devildom culture must be so different! And then the whole pact thing with human masters must be so different as well! I just view them as big animals just wanting to get your attention u wu. Warnings: Jealous boys, public shows of dominance and a lot of biting.

It's almost painful being in the Devildom sometimes.

A cultural exchange program amped up to 100 %.

As much as you loved the brothers, you also were meeting some pretty cool demons in RAD. Surely you were the human student everyone was so excited to meet, but none of them really talked to you, you know? But there were some that were brave enough to overlook your pact marks and dive into a conversation.

Even some were bold enough to talk to you out of school!

Making so many friends was so exciting, especially since you still thought of yourself as new! Wait till the brothers see how many new demons you have met!

Problem is you forgot how weird demon culture is, especially when it has to do with a demon and their master.

"MC?"

Lucifer blinks as he notices the demon approaching the two of you, pausing your daily walk with him as confusion turns to familiarity and you run up to greet your friend.

The first thing he notices is how they are a low ranking demon, so there’s no need to be hyper aware of any sort of threat. In this instance he doesn’t need to look to make sure his pact mark is visible to the demon.

His mark was embedded right in your iris, so anyone could see whose protection you were under.

He smiles politely as you turn around to introduce them, the demon waving at him shyly as if remembering that, yes, this human made a pact with Lucifer and therefore should not be messed with in any way. Yet there was no sort of violent tendencies coming from this demon, which put him at somewhat of an ease.

That is, until the demon takes a hold of your hand.

It’s a simple touch, one that a human would mistaken for a sign of friendship and camaraderie. The demon was speaking excitedly about a new flower they had seen over at the Botanical gardens and how much they wanted to show it off to you.They tighten their hold and Lucifer has to dig his fingernails into his palm from ripping their hand off.

You had no idea what it meant and the action would most likely scare you.

And Lucifer wanted you to trust him as much as possible.

“Would it be okay if Lucifer comes along?”

“...y--yeah! I don’t mind!”

Hesitation mixed with fake happiness, this demon really thought that he would get some time alone with you, didn’t they? They probably planned this whole thing out and whatever excitement they were showing you was just a front to hide their true intentions. Besides, look how they are hanging off of you, they want to make a pact with you so badly it’s almost disgusting.

Might as well get rid of the pest now.

“Come on MC, I want to show you the huge petals--!”

“OW!”

You and the demon look back to see Lucifer biting down on one of your fingers, your ring finger to be exact, while making eye contact with the pest. His teeth are not necessarily breaking skin but the pain of the bite made all your attention go back on him, turning around to tug your finger away and cradle it close. “Lucifer what the hell!”

He smiles and tells you not to worry about it, your retort falling on deaf ears as Lucifer’s eyes fall on the demon one more time. Their eyes are wide and they have immediately taken two steps back, their back as straight as a needle as Lucifer sends them one last look that lets them know of his intentions.

Leave now or I will gut you in front of my human.

You turn to apologize to your friend for putting them in such a weird situation but the demon is already long gone, no sign of them ever being in your presence as you look around aimlessly.

“They left...” you frown and look at Lucifer, “Next time at least warn me.”

“If I did then you would have probably forbidden me from doing so.”

The Avatar of Pride smiles as he takes your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours as you kept talking about how you would apologize the next day. But Lucifer wasn’t listening, he just kept staring at you as you talked, happy that his master wasn’t particularly mad.

That demon would have to learn to get his own, this human was already his.

He had finally gotten you all to himself.

Mammon had a photoshoot today, making you tag along so he could finally show off his modeling skills. And it would help him out as well. The product they were trying to sell did not appeal to him one bit and he just really needed you as inspiration.

And inspiration did you give.

“Oh gorgeous Mammon gorgeous! Lean back and close your eyes.”

The cameraman was giving him compliment after compliment, excellent after excellent, it was as if all eyes were on him at that exact moment. He smiled as he thought about how you must be looking at him. His shirt was open, letting the cloth hang off the side of the couch as the camera focused primarily on the low riding jeans that showed off the boxers he was promoting.

“Perfect! Perfect!! Now turn around and stare into the camera!”

His eyes opened and his head turned expertly, Mammon smiling as he tried to make eye contact with you--

Only to see that you were gone.

Camera flashes stop as he bolts up, turning to look for you before his eyes focused on your form.

There you were...talking with someone else.

“Mammon?”

He doesn’t stare at the cameraman, only gets up and stalks towards you and the demon currently holding up the lights. Both of you turn to face him, a voice speaking loudly about a five minute break as Mammon stands behind you and hugs you from behind, placing his chin right on your shoulder as he looks at the interloper.

“Are you taking a break?”

Mammon smiles as he buries his face in your shoulder, hugging you tight as the demon tells him he did a wonderful job. Without raising his head, Mammon speaks up.

“MC, who is this?”

“Oh right! Haven’t introduced you. He is a friend from RAD! We sit together in Pactology 101.”

“Well we used to sit together...”

“We talked way too much in class, didn’t we?”

It’s like nails on a chalkboard when he laughs, Mammon feeling glad that he was closer to you so he could hear the sound of your laughter instead of the ugly screeching of the intruder taking up your attention. Did this guy think he was stupid? That he couldn’t notice all the goddamn pheromones he was releasing? Mammon shakes his head back and forth, breathing in your scent heavily as he tries to leave his own behind.

This guy was embarrassing himself with how badly he wanted to form a pact with you.

“MC.”

“Oh oh, remember when the teacher caught us texting in class?”

“I think he might want to just put us back together cause we are still causing trouble!”

The Avatar of Greed frowns, did you not hear him?

“MC…”

“Well the teacher knows we are a good match, doesn’t he?”

“A match made in hell, I would say.”

Why was this guy still talking? Why were you still listening to him?

“MC….”

“Hey after this...would you want to go get some coffee, MC? If you’re not busy.”

“Nah, I only have this toda---FUCK!”

A pair of teeth tug at your earlobe, Mammon growling in your ear as he makes eye contact with the annoyance in front of him. He should be counting his lucky stars that you were still in the room, if Mammon found him anywhere else this demon would be nothing more than a meal for his familiars.

“MC, you have to stare at me or else I’m going to take longer.”

You rub at your ear as Mammon lets go of you, breaking eye contact with the other demon as he gives you his signature pout. He didn’t want you to see him be all scary, Mammon wanted you to see him like the number one demon he always tried to be for you.

“And you had to bite me because of that!?”

“Because you weren’t paying attention! You have to keep your eyes on me or else I’m not going to sell this stupid product. In fact--”

He drags you back to the couch, yelling at the cameraman that he would be posing with you so he could actually get through this photoshoot instead of doing a solo shoot. The man sighs but calls makeup to get you ready, Mammon smiling as he sits down right next to you.

The farther you were from that guy the better, all of his master’s attention needed to be on him after all.

Of course something like this would happen. Bad luck seemed to follow Leviathan wherever he went.

"Did you see the finale of it live?"

"I did!!! My movie theatre put it on the big screen and everything!"

Levi was glad that you were a nerd just like him. It was refreshing and probably one of the biggest reasons he had decided to make a pact with you.

Well, he had tried to kill you first and then make a pact with you but it was still a special story! Who would have thought that he would land himself a human master with his own interests!

Though he guessed that was a bad thing now.

He couldn't keep his thoughts in check as the clerk of the comic store kept talking to you, Levi annoyed that he couldn't keep up with the conversation you two had. It was about some comic cinematic universe that had been adapted in the human world and he honestly didn’t want to put anymore thought into it because of how close the clerk was getting.

Dammit he should have bought the new manga volume in Akuzon...but you had been so cute irl asking him to get the manga in this comic store you found,and if his master was begging him so cutely then what else could he do?

“I actually got the limited edition of this one movie--”

Nobody cared.

“It was up for a lot in Akuzon but I’m glad I got my hands on it--”

Stop talking!

“And I have a pretty cool viewing set up in the back--!”

Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking, stop talking to MC!

Levi frowns as you gush about the movie some more, glaring down at you for letting your attention stray from him. But why should he be surprised, of course your attention would stray. Him being the yucky otaku that he is, of course you would go with the demon who took his interest and actually turned it into a profit--

No.

No! It wasn’t your fault! It wasn’t even his fault! It was this demon’s fault!

Thinking they looked so cool with their most basic of interests. If Levi could expose them for the fraud that they were, MC would be able to see the absolute fool that this demon was making themselves out to be. Smiling a lot more, inching closer as they talked, even offering to take you to the back of the store--!

People may say what they want about Levi but at least he wasn’t this desperate to get on the good side of a human...at least the first time he met you.

His eyes fall on the back of your neck, hair conveniently placed out of the way as he remembered something Lucifer had discussed with him and Mammon after they had made their pact.

You will not think rationally when you are with them, make sure to monitor your actions so you don’t embarrass yourself.

That’s what he said but…

Surely Levi wasn’t going to embarrass himself more than this demon already has.

“This is the one with the symbiote creature, right? And you got the bonus deleted scenes! Honestly I would be so down with watching it right--EEP!”

Levi made sure to let his tongue lick the back of your neck first before biting down, wanting to make the bite as painless as possible. Although he guessed that not making you feel pain was out of the question as he felt you tense up, his tongue swiping against your nape one last time as he pulled back and tugged on the back of your shirt.

“MC let’s go. They don’t have it.”

You turn to look at Levi, hand on the back of your neck as you tell him that he could have gotten your attention in any other way, but he knew for a fact that he had made his point across with the demon in front of him.

Summoning Lotan in his own home was one thing, summoning Lotan in a store would probably cost a lot…

Even if he knew brothers wouldn’t blame him with how nauseatingly this demon was trying to approach their master.

“MC, here.”

Satan breaks his pencil, but it seems the two other people don’t seem to notice.

“And it's the first edition too, but I took it out just for you.”

You smile and mention about how you didn’t need anything fancy for the assignment, just a simple book that talked about Devildom history. Which Satan agreed, this bug was acting like he owned the entire Royal Library. A pass to get a first edition title wasn’t that rare of a fucking find--if he wanted, Satan could call up any of his connections and get about 16 copies of different first edition titles that spoke not just about the Devildom history but about whatever the hell topic he could get his hands on.

This guy wasn’t that special yet he was acting like he had just given you the world on a silver platter.

The demon sat down at the table you and Satan were studying at, looking at you the entire time he explained how to open the book and how to make sure it stays in its pristine condition.

Which made Satan break another pencil.

From what you had mentioned, this guy was just someone you knew from RAD. You labeled him as the ‘smartest person in the class’. Which was a bit of an insult on his part but he guessed that as long as he wasn’t the one in your class it didn’t count as an insult towards his person.

He, of course, being the smartest demon you know.

But Satan didn’t have to be the smartest demon in RAD to know what this nuisance was doing.

If he were to read you any book on Devildom demonology, certain demons needed a human master. This insect in front of you would count as one of them. Lower demons usually tend to be without guidance and need a soul to feed from. In comes a human master, being able to fulfill that need with a pure soul of their own. The demon feeds and in return, develops a sort of ‘affection’ towards their master since they are now the hand that feeds them.

The same couldn’t be applied to Satan or his brothers, however. As the seven demon lords, they are able to gain the sustenance they need from the feed of other lower demons under the sin they were made in.

They are free to form pacts, but it’s not like they need it.

A good metaphor would be that they are essentially ‘picking off the plate’ of the lower demons, making the lower demons only cause minimal casualties up in the human world as they feed and keeping the seven lords from going feral with hunger.

Of course, things were different now. Satan had you now, a human all of his own.

Essentially, someone was trying to ‘take a bite’ of his favourite food, and Satan hated sharing.

Friends be damned, politeness be damned, he needed to show this demon his place.

“Isn’t it fascinating? The cover was made with a demon’s skin.”

“....really?”

“Yes. I believe it was from recently dead demon’s during the first Celestial War. Do you want to feel?”

You nod, curious about the black and shiny cover as the demon holds out his hand for you to take--

Only for you to yelp as Satan takes it first, dragging your hand back so it would be close to his lips as the Avatar of Wrath’s teeth bite at the skin near your wrist. You hiss in pain at the sudden sharpness, quickly pulling your hand back and staring at your demon as he gives the annoyance one last pointed stare.

“That is how demons started their pacts before we arrived in the Devildom, wasn’t it?”

The demon nodded slowly, his eyes darting to the mark on your wrist and then back at Satan. He opened his mouth to try and speak up but seemed to decide better against it, giving you one last smile as he stood up. “...I’ll...I’ll go get you the second volume. That one might include more accurate and updated information on pact markings.”

Satan smiles and nods as he scoots his chair close to you, looking back at you tracing the mark on your wrist with a frown before putting all your attention back on him.

“Did demons really used to form pact marks like this?”

The Avatar of Wrath shrugs.

“I was only guessing, he was the one who left thinking it was the truth. Here, let’s go look for a book on our own.”

Asmo would like to think that he had perfected the fake smile to the point he could keep it up for an indeterminate amount of time.

“MC! Try this!”

Yet the corners of his mouth twitched as he watched one of your friends, who happened to be a store clerk at Majolish, open the door to your dressing room to hand you another outfit they had picked out. And it wasn’t a bad outfit--!

Just...did they have to keep opening the door every single time?

Granted, he shouldn’t be in your dressing room in the first place but he insisted he would stay since you were only trying some shirts on! It wasn’t like he was seeing anything inappropriate and your pants were staying on the entire time.

This sight was okay for him because he was your demon and you were his master.

So it wasn’t right that some random nobody kept coming in to hand you shirts that they thought looked cute on you! That’s what you had Asmo for!

Yet here he was, secluded to sit down on the little chairs that someone would usually toss the unwanted clothes they wouldn’t buy. Which was already doing horrible things for his self-esteem.

“I learned a couple of things by working here. See? The color really matches your hair.”

The Avatar of Lust scoffs when he hears that. What exactly did the demon learn? How to match colors? Oh look, someone learned the basics of the color wheel, someone give them a medal.

“And since you are wearing something long at the bottom, it’s only fair that you go with something short on top.”

This demon is going to win an award for making basic observations, Asmo could already see it. What a future they had ahead of them.

“These colors are summery too so...it goes great with the weather!”

Oh he wants to gag, Asmo’s heard enough.

“You don’t think it’s too revealing? I do like the color though…”

Before the demon can answer, Asmo grabs your shoulders and pulls you back to him with a smile as he makes you look in the mirror.

“I think it’s revealing enough for the summer look you are going for...except can you maybe get it in a light pastel? Any color would do it just needs to be a pastel color if we want it to go with the light color of your bottoms.”

The demon deflates at the sudden lack of contact with you but nods as they step out, waving goodbye and stating once again how ‘gorgeous’ you looked. Which Asmo guessed was the only compliment they had in their arsenal.

Gorgeous didn’t even begin to describe you.

“I did like this color, Asmo. Does it not look good?”

“No it looks perfect on you! But--”

He tugs on the floral print top and smiles as he wraps his arms around your shoulders.

“Floral prints are extremely last season and I want you to be on a more neutral type of clothing. Just simple colors. This way we can add some jewelry--some of my own creation of course.”

Asmo smiles when you giggle, fixing your top and looking at yourself in the mirror a couple more times as you mumble to yourself about how Devildom summers seem rather temperate compared to the ones you were used to and how you wouldn’t need anything sleeveless.

Damn the Devildom summers, if they could even be called that at all.

His ears twitch as he hears the pest start to make their way back, Asmo’s smile dropping slowly as he looks down at your neck. This was the spot they kept staring at, wasn’t it? Shame it wasn’t decorated--

But he could fix that~ “I found some other colors that would go well with you MC, do you want to--”

“OW OW OW!”

Asmo’s teeth are right on your neck, turning to look back at the clerk with a smile and a little wave as he hums at the way you clench and unclench your fingers while looking at him through the mirror, wanting to ask just why he was doing this but the pain keeping you quiet. It was cute how much you were hurting but how you were doing absolutely nothing to stop him. This could technically mean that you approved of what he was doing, correct?

He lets go as the clerk immediately closes the door, you calling out for your friend but Asmo brings you back and makes you look at the mirror one more time.

“There we go. That’s a pretty mark, right MC? An Asmodeus Limited Edition item, just for you~”

If this kept happening, Beel was going to eat this demon.

“You need to try some Devildom food, MC! I promise it's good!”

Beel stomach growls again as you laugh, ignoring the parfait in front of you. He gives you a tap on the shoulder and your attention is right back to him. “Oh sorry, Beel. Here!” You scoop up the delicious frozen treat and feed it to him, Beel smiling as he takes another two bites of his hamburger and watches you and your friend talk. He actually had no idea that you had any friends in RAD and was happy to see that at least some demons were treating you nicely, compared to theo ones who had teased you when you first arrived.

Well he said teased, more like threatened to eat you.

He figured you would make friends fast though, you were nice and all the demons here were already attracted to human souls so it was bound to happen that one of them would have the courage to talk to you.

Yet this one seemed rather...eager.

“How about this. Hell’s Kitchen serves good food but I know this awesome corner in the wall place we can get some grilled bat sandwiches. Guts and everything.”

His stomach growls again, he knew of the place this demon was talking about and would most likely want to take you there himself if you ever asked.

Beel takes another two bites before waiting for you to feed him the parfait.

Nothing.

He frowns and stares at you again, the demon keeping your attention all to himself as you spoke about how you didn’t necessarily want to eat anything with guts in it. His eyes went to the parfait, watching some of the perfectly placed scoops slowly melt and droop down on the plate.

MC, pay attention to him!

This was his time with you! He didn’t mind if someone else stepped in and he was glad you were making friends but this demon was interrupting his mealtime!

He ate his burger, you fed him ice-cream, this is how it had always worked!

People could say what they wanted but Beel was a creature of habit, and he was in the habit of having you feed him.

Not just that, he was in the habit of having your attention all on him when it was his time to hang out with you.

Wasn’t this demon just being a bother? Didn’t you also want them gone?

They kept talking about all the stuff that clearly grossed you out, seemingly delighted with your reactions as they kept trying to egg you on to say yes to an outing. If it wasn’t for the fact that you were smiling the entire time, Beel would have already made the move to unhinging his jaw and--

“I promise I’ll treat you to the best ghost pepper pizza you’ve ever had. You’re free after this, right?”

Beel’s stomach growls, whether in hunger or anger Beel wouldn’t be able to say. All he knows is that this demon is bad news for both him and you.

So what would be the quickest way to make him back off?

“I’m not but I can take a raincheck--!”

You drop the spoon you were holding as Beel bites your cheek, throwing the demon one quick glimpse before letting out a few sounds that seemed to make up your name. The demon stares at you and Beel as the Avatar of Gluttony pulls away from you, licking his lips as you slowly put a hand on your cheek and turn to look at him.

“The parfait is gonna melt. I want another bite.”

“Beel…”

Eyes turn to the demon once again, Beel frowning as he takes a hold of your hand underneath the table.

“Please leave. If MC is going to eat Devildom food then they’ll eat it with me. The only thing you are going to do is gross them out.”

“So what did you want to talk about?”

Belphie frowned as your fingers gently played with his hair. That is not what he had asked for when he asked to lay on your lap. Belphegor wanted the usual way you would comb through his hair, both of you gently whispering to each other as the planetarium ambience lulled him to sleep.

“Well...uhm...I wanted to ask something important.”

And who the hell was this person? He peeked up to look at you smiling at the screen, frowning that you still didn’t seem to notice you were doing a shit job at giving him the attention he needed. Whoever this was had been on the line with you for a good solid ten minutes, talking about useless subjects such as their day and what they had for lunch. If anything, Belphegor had no idea how this thing was taking your attention. You were doing most of the talking anyway, they should just hang up and leave you alone to pay attention to your demon.

“We’ve known each other for a while.”

Belphegor most likely knew MC for longer...maybe.

“And honestly I haven’t met a human like you before. You just...I just expected humans to be something and you aren’t that so it threw me off.”

The Avatar of Sloth yawns as he buries his head in your lap, smiling at the darkness he found in the small crook of your thighs. He yawns again and closes his eyes to try and fall asleep but the grating voice of the demon on the phone was sending nothing but warning signals to his brain.

“So I wanted to ask something I didn’t think I would ask a human before.”

He really wanted to yell ‘get to the point’ or ‘hang up the phone’ but he knew that you would most likely shush him and tell him to be patient, which would then result in you gently pushing him away so you could talk somewhere more private. And he wasn’t ready to lose his favourite pillow just yet.

So he continued listening, tracing random shapes on your thighs as he felt his eyelids start to droop.

“I know you have seven pacts already…”

Damn straight.

“But would an eight be too much for you?”

That wakes Belphegor right up, eyes wide open and head turned to face up at you to see your reaction. Of course you would be surprised, this demon really had the guts to ask the current master of the Seven deadliest demons in the Devildom for a pact?

You better be grateful that Belphegor found comfort in your lap and would prefer to stay here, rather than go break the neck of the demon insolent enough to try to take his master away.

So go ahead, reject him.

“A pact? With me?”

What were you doing?

Don’t give him such a hopeful answer! Belphegor had to share you with six other demons constantly and those demons were his siblings! He was okay sharing with Beel but he drew the line at anyone else! Adding an eighth demon to that would be like asking for a bloodbath, a bloodbath with only one target.

Belphegor frowned as the demon started talking again, stuttering and jumping over his words like he was a dog who asked to eat their masters table. Which essentially he was, not like there was room for him anyway.

“I know I’m not like those brothers--”

Damn straight.

“But making a pact with you would make me really happy...is what I am trying to say.”

He wants to gag.

A part of him couldn’t blame the demon, you were perhaps the best master a demon could ask for, but you were already t a k e n.

And you were to blame too, you know?

You weren’t rejecting him like you should. The face you were making was far too surprised and flattered at the proposition given to you. Were you that greedy? Had Mammon rubbed off on you? You had seven of the most powerful demons under your command, what more could you possibly want?

As a master, you were doing a bad job at rejecting this insect and an even more horrible job at not paying attention to the actual demon you were tied to.

He turns his head back to the darkness of your thighs, feeling you shift as you also struggle to find an answer. This was becoming too much, if Belphegor didn’t act fast you were most likely going to say yes, just because you didn’t know any better!

Fuck it, you could try to push him off but Belphegor would hold on tightly, he had to save you from your mistake.

“Uhm. Well that is honestly really flattering. And eight pacts wouldn’t be so bad--”

You slap a hand over your mouth, your teeth biting into your tongue as you look down at the demon nipping at the inside of your thigh. Belphie looks up innocently, batting his eyelashes at you as he bites down a little harder--

“I’ll-try-to-have-an-answer-for-you-later-got-to-go-bye!”

Fingers hurry to end the call as Belphegor quickly lets go, smiling as you gape down at him.

“I was in the middle of a call!”

“I know.”

“Then what was that about!?”

The Avatar of Sloth shrugs as he closes his eyes.

“You weren’t paying attention to me. It made me mad.”

You sigh and lean back, Belphegor waiting for a few moments before smiling as he feels your fingers combing through his hair.

“Next time,just talk to me, Belphegor.”

He would have answered, but that would make him promise something he most likely was not going to do.

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Demon Bros React: MC Gifts Them a Handmade Bracelet

Lucifer

“Luci, I made you something for fun but I’m not sure whether you’ll like it or not.”

He looked up from the stack of papers on his desk he was trying to get through. “As long as it’s not another bill like the one Mammon just racked up, I’m sure I’ll like whatever it is. Especially if it’s something you made.”

Blushing, you got up from your chair and quickly slipped the item onto Lucifer’s wrist.

He looked down to see a bracelet made out of elastic and chunky plastic beads. Among the red and black ones, the words “My Light” were spelled out.

“That’s just the way I feel about you sometimes. Whenever it seems like there’s nothing but darkness around me, you’re always there to guide me toward the light, toward better and happier times. You’ve saved me so many times.”

You looked at the bracelet on his wrist and suddenly felt self-conscious at how cheap it looked against the elegance of his RAD uniform. Lucifer seemed to be frozen in shock as well; he sat at his desk silent and unmoving.

“If...If you want I can take it back! Sorry, I just thought-”

Your sentence was interrupted by the full force of Lucifer crushing you into a hug. He tucked your head underneath his chin and he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

“I love it. I love you. You make my every day brighter by being with me. I can’t express how much I care-” He cut himself off, feeling his throat tighten with sudden emotion.

You hugged him back just as tightly. “Love you always, my light.”

Mammon

You were cuddling together on the couch, watching a movie. Mammon had his arms around you, one hand holding yours and the other tracing patterns on your thigh.

With your free hand you reached into your pocket to pull out the bracelet you had made earlier in the day. Bright yellow smiley face beads surrounded the word "Priceless".

"What's that babe?"

"I made it for you! Sorry it's not super fancy or anything. But I saw these beads today at the craft store and they reminded me of you. You make me smile all the time because you're such a goober."

Mammon grinned and acted mock-offended. "Hey! Is that any way to treat your first man?"

You continued, "And also, you're priceless to me Mammon. You know that right? I wouldn't trade you for anything. Not even all the Grimm in the world. You make me feel so happy and loved."

You heard Mammon's sudden intake of breath. "Y-You really have no problem saying such embarrassing things, huh." His ears and cheeks were bright red.

You thought that was the end of the conversation but a few minutes later you heard Mammon whispering into your hair. "My treasure, I love ya so much. What did I ever do to deserve ya."

"You deserve to be happy Mammon, you deserve all the good in the world. Don’t let anyone ever tell you differently. I love you."

Leviathan

You were in his room, him playing a game and you putting the finishing touches on the bracelet you were making. Shiny blue beads with wave patterns on them surrounded the words “My Rock”. 

Quietly, so you wouldn’t interrupt his game, you placed the finished bracelet on his desk and moved to sit back down in your chair. Suddenly, his arm shot out to grab your wrist. He had paused his game and slid his headset slightly aside to ask: “MC, what is this?”

“Oh, I finished making this for you. Y-You don’t have to wear it if you don’t like it! But... I just wanted to give you a small present.”

Hand still holding your wrist, Levi wordlessly picked up the bracelet and examined it in the light. 

“Um... you know how my favorite animal is the otter? Well otters sometimes have a favorite rock that they keep in their pocket. And you’re my favorite, you know? Also you’re my rock because you keep me grounded a lot. Like when I get all anxious and stressed out you help calm me down. Whether it’s just cuddling or playing a game together, being with you is so peaceful.”

As you continued to ramble nervously, Levi’s cheeks began to grow redder and redder. “You really made this for me? This isn’t like a pity gift is it? Are you sure you want to give this to a-an otaku like me?”

You sighed and moved to wrap your arms around his neck. “Levi, you know I would never gift you something because I ‘pity you’. And also, I don’t understand what being an otaku has to do with anything. I’m giving you this because I love you, all parts of you.”

Levi looked at the bracelet for a moment longer before quickly slipping it onto his wrist. “I-I really like it. Thanks, MC.” He seemed to be gathering up his courage for something and letting out a deep breath he turned around to give you a quick kiss.

“S-Sorry! Sorry, I just... I’ve never received anything like this. I like you a lot, you know?”

You returned his kiss with one of your own. “I know.”

Satan

You had finished a light lunch together and now were browsing Satan’s favorite bookstore. He was looking at the history section while you were pretending to look at the bookmarks, gathering up your courage to give him his gift.

You were worried a bit that he wouldn’t like it. The bracelet itself was made out of inexpensive materials, emerald color beads and beads that spelled out “Beloved”. It didn’t seem like the type of thing Satan would wear.

He interrupted your thoughts with a tap on your shoulder. “Everything okay, MC?”

“Yeah, I was just...” With a sigh you held out the bracelet to him, there was really no point in stalling. “I made this for you. I understand if it’s not really your thing but just know the message is genuine.”

He pinched the bracelet between two fingers and began to examine it. "Beloved, huh?” His lips were quirked in a smug smile.

“Don’t tease me. But y-yeah, you’re my beloved. I never thought I’d meet someone like you here, you know? You feel like you fit right against my heart, like you’re my soulmate. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

All of the amusement was wiped off of Satan’s face and his eyes seemed to burn into you, the way he was staring at you. He deliberately rolled up the cuff of his RAD uniform slowly and made sure you were watching as he put on the bracelet, turning it this way and that to examine it. 

“It’s a good thing you don’t have to think about that, pet. Because trust me when I say that I’m never going to leave you. You’re stuck with me forever.”

With a wet laugh you rushed to hug him, burying your face into his chest. “That doesn’t sound bad to me at all.”

Asmodeus

You were in Asmo’s room, helping him paint his nails. His left hand was already finished and you watched him blow on the nails, trying to dry them. He held out his other hand for you and you pretended to fiddle with the nail polish before quickly slipping on the bracelet you had made for him earlier.

“MC, what is this?” Asmo looked at the bracelet, soft pink heart-shaped crystals surrounded beads that spelled out “Jewel Of My Heart”.

“Well, I know it’s nothing much compared to the jewelry you already have” you said, nodding toward Asmo’s vanity which held a variety of sparkling necklaces and earrings. “But I wanted to give you something handmade.”

“Oh, it’s so cute darling! I love it!” Asmo pulled out his cellphone and started trying to take pictures of his wrist from different angles. “Can you help me, MC? My nails are still a bit wet and I don’t want to ruin them. But I also want to post a picture to Devilgram immediately!”

You chuckled and took Asmo’s phone from him, trying to move his wrist to get it in frame. 

“I know you’re not the Jewel of the Heavens anymore. But I think of you as the jewel to my heart. You’re beautiful, Asmo. Not just the way you look but the way you’re able to find beauty in everything. Even in me, no matter how terrible I feel sometimes.”

Asmo had gone silent and you looked up to see him biting his lips, his eyes widened. “MC, that’s cheating. You can’t say things like that when I can’t even give you a proper hug right now. Ugh, you’re too adorable.”

Smiling, you held up his hand and pressed a gentle kiss against it. Asmo inhaled sharply.

“Darling, I think we can finish the other hand at a later time. Right now, there are other pressing matters I’d like to get to.” Asmo’s eyes had turned lustful and he quickly scooped you up and led you toward his bed.

Beelzebub

You were in the kitchen together, Beel helping you test a new pie recipe. Well, he was doing more eating than testing, letting out small whines until you gave in and fed him spoonfuls of fruit filling. 

It was warm and peaceful, the smell of sugar and vanilla in the air as you mixed a pot on the stove and Beel leaned against the countertop.

“Oh Beel, before I forget.” You reached into your pocket and pulled out a bracelet made up of small orange beads and plastic teddy bear-shaped beads. In the middle were the words “My Strength”.

You helped him slide it on his wrist and smiled at his confused look. “I made this for you today. I saw these beads and thought instantly of you, ‘cause I always call you my giant teddy bear.” For emphasis you gave him a hug and laughed at how small you felt in his arms.

“And also, I think of you as my strength. You’re super strong, yeah, but not just physically. You’ve always been there for me, whenever I felt down or scared or sad. You give me strength when I need it most. And I hope that I can lend you some of my strength too for whenever you need it.”

As Beel looked down at the bracelet, a slow smile spread across his face. “You’re cute, MC. Thank you for the gift. And you make me stronger every day by just being with me. I hope we can be together forever.”

You reached up on your tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and he returned it with a sudden passionate one on your lips.

The two of you stood kissing for a few moments longer until you broke away from him, smelling burning sugar. “Oh god, the filling is burning! Quick, turn off the stove!”

Beel looked into the pot, which had turned from a deep red cherry color to almost black, and shrugged. “Eh, I’ll still eat it.”

Belphegor

You don’t know how long you had been napping for, but you woke up and rubbed the sleep from your eyes. You were warm and comfortable, one of Belphie’s legs wrapped around your own and his arm across your stomach. 

Looking down at his wrist you realized it was the perfect opportunity and slipped the bracelet out from your pajama pocket. The square lilac-colored beads looked cute against his wrist and you made sure the words “My Comfort” were facing the right way up so that Belphie would spot them when he woke up. 

You thought it would have been easy to give him his gift undetected, considering how much of a deep-sleeper he was, but at your movement Belphie scrunched up his nose and slowly opened his eyes.

“MC?” His voice was bleary from sleep. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing babe, go back to sleep.” He nodded and turned to face the other way but must have felt the beads pressing into his wrist. Confused he lifted his arm up and squinted at the bracelet. “What is this?”

You sighed, a bit nervous at how he would react. “I made it for you. It’s nothing fancy but I’ve been wanting to give you something for a while now. Something to remind you of me.”

He ran his fingers along the beads and mouthed the words “My Comfort”.

“That’s what you are to me. Comfort. When the world is too loud and my thoughts are too jumbled, you help make things quiet. You’re like a warm blanket that can muffle out the bad and the scary. I just hope that you’re as comfortable with me as I am with you.”

He remained silent for a while, rolling one of the beads between his fingers. Finally, he moved to bring your wrist to his mouth and pressed a light kiss on the inside of your wrist and then the center of your palm.

“I never thought I would get to have this, you know. A kind of love like this.” He rolled over so that you were face to face and tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear. “Don’t ever leave me, okay?”

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love the Obey Me stuff so far!! I have a request but if you don't feel comfortable w/ it then it's alright :) /gen

request: dateable (and undateables if you can ^^) reaction to MC coming out as trans masc or just trans. doesn't matter if MC is just starting transition or is far enough to pass. can be /r or /p or sfw or nsfw, your pick!

if you've already done this then can you point me in the direction? my internet is horrible and nothing on your page loads correctly :(

- Haz

MC Coming Out as Transmasc

Heya! Since I’m transmasc myself, I decided to do a little bit of just MC coming out as transmasc. That way it was a little bit easier on me. I hope you enjoy! And I apologize if I get anything wrong. I’m still new into transitioning so this might be a bit,,, off. Also I normally don’t write for Luke at all but this was too cute not to! So I included him :)

Most can be seen as /p or /r EXCEPT for Luke's! That is STRICTLY /p!

I didn’t write for Satan, Barbatos, Simeon or Solomon because I had no clue what to write for them, apologies!

Warnings: mentions of dysphoria, sugar daddy Diavolo (/hj) dark humor jokes with Belphegor, done on mobile, NOT PROOFREAD

Lucifer: He was very supportive of you coming out. In fact he was very proud of you, even if you struggled to tell him. You were so scared that he would reject you that you started to cry, which startled the demon and almost gave him a heart attack. He really does care for you, almost as much as he does his brothers. If not more. He helped you change your name in the school system and also gave you a men’s uniform. He’s immediate on using your new name and is very harsh on correcting those who don’t (or if they slip up) He’s not one for shopping necessarily but would definitely give you the funds you need to change your whole wardrobe if you wanted to.

Mammon: YOUR NUMBER ONE SUPPORTER. (Aside from Asmodeus!) He may slip up a bit sometimes with your new name at first but he’s trying! But he demands to be the one to take you shopping spree and he’ll let you pick out whatever clothes you want from his closet! Yeah! Because only you should wear HIS clothes! Not anyone else’s! Seriously though, he was so hyped when you told him that he started yelling around the whole house about it. He was sadly the last person you told for this reason, but that’s not because you didn’t trust him! You just… knew he has a big mouth at times. Your number one hype man for sure. Will go berserk on anyone who deadnames you and probably beat them up if you let them.

Leviathan: Another big supporter! He was happy his Henry trusted him enough to come out to him! He decided to show his support by making some cool pin badges that had your new name and pronouns on it so you could wear them around town and RAD. You were very grateful for them since it would be easier than having to reintroduce yourself or explain a million times over who you were. Every game you guys played together where you had made your character female, he totally offered to restart the game to change your character. Even if it meant deleting all the progress you both made. Anything for his Henry.

Asmodeus: As someone who goes by any and all pronouns, he was squealing in excitement when you told him. He was actually the first person you told! They 100% cut and style your hair for you and shopping is a MUST. They even offered some of their clothes to you and begs to do some devilgram photoshoots with you! They actually helped you pick out your new name and used it immediately. She’s also your go to person when you’re feeling dysphoric because she knows what that feels like and knows exactly how to help! You guys do skincare routines and talk about your feelings, or just simply do something to distract you. They always have a dysphoria hoodie, blanket or some kind of other comfort item in their room ready and clean for you when you start feeling like that.

Beelzebub: When you told him, he was in the middle of eating (of course). He did however smile and thanked you for trusting him with this information before asking you your new name. Now, he and Belphegor are both the second best for you when it comes to dysphoric days. Beel offers you up any and all snacks he has and cuddles while he lets you vent about it. He’ll even give you his jacket if your hoodie/blanket/item isn’t available. He hates seeing you upset. He’s terrifying when people misgender you (whether its an accident or not) because the LOOK he gives them is enough to make them shit themselves. He doesn’t really have to say much.

Belphegor: When you told him, he seemed like he didn’t care but he does of course. He just has his own way of showing it. He more or less makes a bunch of jokes with you about your “dead self” to help ease whatever stress you may have. If you have dark humor like that of course. If he finds out someone has been mean to you because you’ve come out, they’re as good as gone. Honestly he would probably… Bring back their dick and be like “hey you said you wanted one right?” Which hopefully will make you laugh!

Diavolo: Was ecstatic when you told him! He was immediate to change your name in the school system and do absolutely everything in his power to make you the most comfortable for your time in the Devildom. Not gonna lie here, he would pay for everything too. Your wardrobe, top/bottom surgeries, EVERYTHING. He wouldn’t mind at all! Anything to make you the most comfortable and happy. You would probably feel so guilty if he offered to pay for everything (I know I would) but he would just laugh and brush you off as he just says it's what friends do. Diavolo I don’t think you understand that friends don’t go to great lengths like this for each other unless they’re in love with each other /j

Luke: He was a bit confused at first when you explained it to him but after he finally got it, his first question was “So you’re like my big brother now?” And let me tell you, you DIED. That was the cutest thing you’ve ever heard. He always saw you as his big sister, but now you’re his big brother! He couldn’t be happier! He’s always wanted another brother! Well Simeon was more like some kind of father figure but still. HE WAS PSYCHED. He totally always calls you his brother now and threatens anyone who calls you any different. When he notices you aren’t feeling like yourself (aka dysphoria days) he bakes you stuff the minute he gets home from RAD and takes it over to the HoL to give to you and tries to cheer you up. You cry every time he does this. Don’t worry, they’re happy tears.

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[pen-observing]

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

Lucifer:

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

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

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

Just what could be making him act this way?

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

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

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

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

‘no. You are human.’

Fuck.

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

He does trust you at least after so long.

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

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

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

“Uhn,, and that is?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He drops the glass. 

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

Lucifer says nothing.

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

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

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

Mammon:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Satan:

You love your boyfriend.

You really, really do.

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

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

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

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

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

However, he has gone too far.

He knows no bounds and shows no signs of stopping.

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

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

That is it.

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

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

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

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

That definitely got his attention.

Finally! He is actually looking at you!

You lean down and gently kiss his head.

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

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

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

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

...good luck...

Belphegor:

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

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

Will he tell you? Yes.

Yes but.. He will leave something out.

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

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

He is also a fairly famous scholar.

His papers and research are cited on the regular.

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

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

Except that you do.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Because you are.

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

Diavolo:

You got an urgent call from Barbatos.

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

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

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

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

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

He has never looked worse.

“Barbatos said you called for me?”

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

“He has? I have done no such thing?”

Great. Now both of you are confused.

“Can you tell me what is going on?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You stop trying to avoid the papers.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He thinks you are joking.

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

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

So, he grows serious once more.

He runs to embrace you.

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

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[gloryofluv]

Situations that end with MC Walking Away Brothers and Datables (-Luke)

This is supposed to be funny, humorous, fluffy, and teasing. Obviously, insinuations are there.

I didn't do Luke because you shouldn't walk away from children or dogs. Haha! No, really, I just didn't want to do one for him so apologies.

Lucifer-

MC walked into the library to see Lucifer. He hadn’t seen them as he turned over several books on random shelves. He also took books from one shelf and placed them on other shelves. MC watched for two minutes before clearing their throat.

“What are you doing?” MC asked.

Lucifer jumped and turned around with an eyebrow raised. “Nothing, and if I were you, I’d keep this to yourself.”

MC shakes their head and leaves. So Satan was right. Lucifer goes out of his way to fuck with him.

Mammon-

MC was walking by the bathroom and stopped at the door after hearing someone wailing.

Wait… that was Mammon singing that song they played for him. Treasure by Bruno Mars. How fucking cute! MC ducks closer to the door and smiles brightly. Damn, he was cute. Was he singing about them?

MC sneakily opens the door to see Mammon in the bathtub. He was holding up Goldie and singing. Ugh.

MC moves to shut the door, but he sees. “MC, wait! It’s not what it looks like!”

Moving down the hallway as fast as they can, Mammon was trying to hold up his towel. “Wait! MC! Come on!”

Leviathan-

Leviathan showed MC his recent picture compilations he was creating for TSL and Rui-chan on his editing software. It was impressive.

Levi gets up to retrieve a figure he modeled one of the frames out of when MC clicks the other project he had minimized. Oh, boy, they shouldn’t have done that.

“MC, I have the,” he stopped dead.

The project was massively just about MC. Quite a few of the shots were of them together. He even had little hearts littering the frames.

“Levi, I love you, but I have to go,” MC murmured with the brightest blush and left the room.

Satan-

MC and Satan decide to go to the cat shelter. They were petting all the cats and feeding them treats. It was all in all a great day.

However, when MC glances over at Satan, where he’s ducked down to a pair of kittens, he was holding up his hand, and their little paws would touch his palm.

“Good, one more time,” Satan said.

“W-what are you doing?” MC asked.

Satan glanced over with wide eyes. “Teaching them to high five…” he trailed off.

MC put their hands on their cheeks and walked out of the room. All of this to hide the incredible blush and giddy laughter they were suppressing.

Asmo-

MC was skipping up to Asmo’s room to tell him about this sale. It was awesome, and he was going to obsess.

However, when they opened the door, they regretted it. Asmo was making out pretty hardcore with Solomon on the bed. Appalled? Shocked? MC didn’t know which.

“There’s always room for my other human!” Asmo giggled when he caught sight of MC.

Solomon covered his face. “Asmodeus, really.”

MC clapped a hand over their mouth and turned in a mechanical fashion before retreating.

“I’m never opposed to a humane threesome!” Asmo called after them.

Beel-

MC was working out with Beel. Well, more that he was working out, and they were putting chips in his mouth. It was a very gratifying experience. Both would laugh and enjoy this ridiculous routine.

It was all going like a well-oiled machine. Well… until Beel bit MC’s finger. Now it wasn’t that hard, but hard enough to make them jerk backward.

“Oh, MC, I’m sorry!” Beel puffed as he stopped his pushups.

MC took their finger to their mouth and grumbled. “That hurt, but I’m okay. You won't hurt me again, Beel.”

“Did Beel try to eat you like in your dream? I was hoping for screams and not whimpers,” Belphie murmured with a smirk as he turned over on his bed.

MC turned beyond what was considered red on the color spectrum. “I gotta go,” they rushed out and climbed off the floor.

“Wait, MC, I promise I won’t eat you!” Beel shouted as he rushed after them.

“Or he’ll try lower!” Belphie snickered.

Belphie-

MC was relaxing with Belphie in the sitting room. He was resting against their shoulder, and MC’s legs were over his lap. It was a typical evening of lazy bones being lazy cuddle buddies.

Asmo scrunched his nose while walking into the room. “It’s really unfair,” he started.

MC glanced over. “What?”

“Why is Belphie always getting to sleep with you! You never sleep with me!” He cried while crossing his arms.

“Because I do it better, Asmo. MC likes to be on top,” Belphie murmured through sleep.

MC’s eyes grew as Asmo rolled his. “Yeah, sure, like anyone would believe you fuck better than me.”

“What do you think the pillow is for? Muffled cries,” Belphie smiled over at Asmo.

MC puffed and stood up, nearly toppling over the table. Their hands landed on it for balance.

“Thank you for assuming the position, MC,” Belphie chuckled.

Needless to say, MC bolted from the room with bright mortification.

Solomon-

Magic. Always magic and human experiences. Today was no exception while they were practicing in the sitting room at Purgatory Hall.

They were working on transformative magic. Advanced and complicated.

“Now, watch, the strings will change to bracelets,” Solomon declared as he performed the spell.

MC bobbed their head as the white string did change into silver bracelets. “Cool.”

Simeon glanced over from his book. “Always talented, Solomon.”

Luke looked up from his phone and seemed wholly unamused by the situation.

“Now, it’s your turn.”

MC made the gesture and sputtered on the words. Instead of the string on their wrists turning into bracelets, they coiled around their hands and connected in a binding. MC gasped and struggled as they tried to climb off the ground.

“I didn’t realize you liked being tied up. I would have offered in private,” Solomon teased.

MC’s cheeks filled with blood and tripped as they moved toward the exit of the room.

“Solomon!” Simeon groaned.

Solomon was laughing. “I didn’t mean it. Well, maybe just a little, MC.”

They didn’t give him the chance to tease them anymore. MC struggled with the front door and began to march down the path.

“MC, you look like a demon meal like that! Come back,” Solomon called out, trying to catch them scurrying off. He laughed while following them all the way back to House of Lamentation.

Barbatos-

They were cooking together because he offered lessons. MC was always happy to help and learn to perfect a skill.

“Very good,” Barbatos nodded at MC finishing the sauce.

“Thanks, Barbatos. You’re going to get me cooking well enough to put any human to shame,” MC laughed.

“Maybe, but you were a proficient cook beforehand,” Barbatos said.

“I’ll have to cook for you sometime. Just tell me what you’d like to eat,” MC smiled.

Barbatos blushed and cleared his throat. “Anything you would like to make, MC. It isn’t often someone would like to return the favor for me.”

MC glanced over to see Barbatos had turned to the large pot on the stove. “I mean it. Whatever you want, Barbatos. I’d like to do something nice for you.”

“Why don’t you go see if we have any fresh greens?” He murmured.

MC scowled at the demon but agreed. They walked to the other side of the kitchen and went into the fridge. Glancing at the side, MC could see Barbatos subtly wiping his eyes through the reflection.

“Hey, Barbatos, I’m going to run to the restroom. I’ll be right back,” MC said and left the kitchen.

“Thank you,” Barbatos murmured as they left.

Diavolo-

Diavolo and MC were walking together through RAD as Barbatos trailed. They were on the way to a meeting, and MC was headed to lunch. This was usual, rare, but something not out of the norm. He would get his human questions in during these moments.

“MC, I heard the oddest thing from Asmodeus the other day,” Diavolo declared.

“What did he say now?” MC questioned with suspicion.

“There’s this game that you and he play. It has to do with figures of some sort,” Diavolo hummed.

“Figures?” MC asked.

Diavolo tapped his chin and glanced back. “Barbatos, what was it called again?”

“Daddy or Uncle energy, I believe, my lord,” Barbatos said while stifling a smile.

“Ah, yes, that one. Is this one of those parental human games?” Diavolo inquired while staring at MC.

Ded. one hundred percent. “No, um, Lord Diavolo, I gotta go,” MC puffed and tried to gesture toward the cafeteria.

“Wait, but he said you saw me as a father type? That’s very sweet,” Diavolo beamed with the smallest hint of mischief.

“Bye, Lord Diavolo! Bye, Barbatos!” MC rushed out and sprinted toward the cafeteria.

“I just wanted to say thank you,” Diavolo called after them with a bout of laughter.

Asmo was killed later that night. (Not really, but it could happen…)

Simeon-

Simeon and MC were in the kitchen of Purgatory Hall, baking. They had just finished the batter for the fingerprint cookies with a celestial recipe. Simeon was his usual serene self.

“Simeon, how long are these going to take?” MC questioned with the timer in hand.

“Put the timer on for fifteen minutes, and we’ll check then. I still am not confident that Solomon doesn’t tinker with the oven for experiments,” Simeon laughed.

MC set the timer and grinned. “I wouldn’t put it past him.”

“He is a very unique human,” Simeon noted with a smile.

MC laughed while picking up the towel on the counter. “Here, let me help you clean up. You have some flour on your face.”

Simeon bent enough so that MC could clear his features of the flour, all the while beaming. It was a very cozy experience to bake with the angel. He took the towel from MC’s hand and nodded.

“Let me assist. You have some as well,” he noted and wiped their cheeks with soft swipes.

Simeon’s eyes were focused on the task.

“Simeon! Solomon took my hat for a spell again!” Luke yelled as he walked into the room.

MC jumped and accidentally pressed their lips to the space just next to Simeon’s mouth. “Oh, my God!” MC puffed and bounced back.

That just made it even worse. MC clapped a hand over their mouth and rushed from the room. Fire was cooler than their face. How were they ever going to explain that?

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[moemoemammon]

Headcanon for bros' morning routines?

The Brothers and Their Morning Routine 🌅

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Lucifer

Despite how nice it is to wake up before the others, Lucifer isn't a morning person. But the call of duty doesn't offer him the luxury of sleeping in very often. Between Diavolo and his brothers, there's a lot he needs to prepare for.

Diavolo also likes to call for a chat first thing in the morning, so he naturally wakes up early. He's told the Demon Prince A THOUSAND TIMES to stop calling like that, but Diavolo insists that he likes "hearing his morning voice". It's annoying..

But Lucifer takes his morning prep slowly, brewing a cup of coffee for himself before he does anything else. He'll slowly drink it while reading the RAD newspaper. It's like a little slice of paradise, having the chance to relax.

And once that's finished, he washes up and brushes his teeth, making sure everything about his appearance is perfect before he dares to show himself.

He'll also take a bit of time to look over the work he has to do, maybe even taking a few papers down to the table with him. Now all he had to do was prepare his nerves for whatever shenanigans his brothers subjected him to for the day, and the headache that was bound to come from it.

Mammon

Mammon moves a lot in his sleep, so he's usually all tangled up in his bedsheets if he hasn't kicked them away completely. And there's the rare occurrence where he just falls out of bed-

Kinda sloppy, but who's graceful first thing in the morning? He peels himself out of bed yawning and scratching his stomach while he stumbles off to the bathroom.

He might not be as vain as Asmo, but he cares about his looks, too. A quick shower and a little bit of styling for his hair, and he'll be ready! Oh yeah, he's gotta brush his teeth too. Wait... he forgot to buy toothpaste!

It's probably fine.. He'll just borrow some of Levi's. It's not like he'll know. And some of his mouthwash, too. Maybe his hairbrush, since it's just laying there?

He either takes forever to get ready, or he's done at the speed of light. Either way, he's in a hurry to get down for breakfast because he knows Beel's got an eye for his plate! And he's gotta head out soon anyway. There's money to be made!

Levi

Not much of a morning person himself, but every morning is a blessing when he gets to wake up with his lovely Ruri-chan dakimakura in his arms 💕💕

That aside, he starts his day by giving Henry his breakfast. Only the best for his best friend! Then he'll check a couple of gaming forums for the latest news, and bases the day's schedule around that.

He's not really in a rush to get ready if it's not a school day. He's got plenty of snacks in his room in case Beel eats his breakfast, and he can always order something through DevilDash.

But still, he wants to freshen up a bit so he'll go for a shower, and brushes his teeth. Wait.. was there always so little toothpaste? He swore he just bought a tube last week! Well, whatever.

If he chooses to eat with everyone else (or Lucifer forces him to), he's always in a hurry. He's wasting so much time! The schedule of an otaku isn't one that should be taken lightly! Do you know how much level grinding he could be doing right now?!

Satan

Satan has a tendency to pull all-nighters when he just can't bring himself to put a book down, so he usually looks ROUGH. I'm talking messy hair, bags under his eyes, looking like he just got beat up by his bed.

And he's not a morning person despite usually waking up the earliest, so it's best not to make eye contact until after he's finished getting ready. He's stomping around, irritably making his bed and getting his clothes ready for the day.

But after he's showered and gotten dressed, his mood has significantly improved. And since it's still early, he has time to brew some peppermint tea and read a book by the window.

It's nice to wake up before everyone else, so he can have some peace and quiet before the idiocy begins.

But the quiet also gives him a chance to consider the day's schedule. What new prank could he harass Lucifer with today? He’d been looking into cursing Lucifer's coffee mug, so whatever liquid was poured into it would turn into vinegar. Maybe he should try it out?

Asmo

When he wakes up, he removes his silk eye mask and pulls the scrunchy out of his hair, blinking away the sleep from his eyes. What, you thought he woke up like a Disney princess? That's only when he's got company, love ❤️

Asmo's got the world's longest morning routine. He draws a bath and pours in some oils to help invigorate him and wake him up. Slathers on a green tea and mint face mask, pops on the cucumbers, and lets the water soothe away his worries ~

Until Mammon bangs on his door to shout that "Lucifer says to hurry it up!" So annoying! Don't they know it takes careful preparation to take care of so much perfection??

Still, he doesn't want Beel to eat his breakfast, so he's gotta speed it up. He's used to getting ready in a pinch, even if he's not happy about it

Carefully picks out is outfits for the day while he lets the curlers in his hair do their job, and viola! Now he's ready to grace his family with his lovely presence! If you wanna take pictures, make sure you get his good side. Who's he kidding, EVERY side is his good side!

Beel

He wakes up disappointed sometimes, usually because he was just enjoying a wonderful dream about eating a mountain of delicious food!

....Only to pull the remains of his half-eaten pillow out of his mouth. What a waste... that endless pancake stack was heavenly...But there's no time to mope around. The sooner he gets up, the sooner he can get downstairs for breakfast.

He starts his morning by taking a shower while holding back the urge to eat the bar of soap he's using. Beel specifically makes sure he doesn't choose anything that smells TOO good, or he'll give in and gobble it up.

Brushes his teeth as well as he can so his food will taste twice as good! After that is usually when he goes to wake Belphie up, dragging his twin into the bathroom so he can help him dry his hair once he's done showering.

He can't eat well without Belphie, so he makes sure he's all cleaned up and ready for breakfast before he goes down, carrying his brother if he has to. Ah, and he should probably head out later to buy another pillow.

Belphie

Haha. "Morning" routine. I think you mean "noon or later" routine. That is, when Beel lets him sleep in. Otherwise he's being woken up and carried off to the bathroom, where he's forced to take a shower against his will...

And he takes LONG showers. Mostly because the warm water lulls him right back to sleep... while he's standing up. Isn't that a little dangerous?

Once he's out, he leaves it to Beel to dry his hair while he lazily brushes his teeth. Isn't all this morning care a little excessive? Who's even this energetic first thing in the morning? What a pain...

Doesn't even bother to make his bed. He'll be back in it in a few minutes anyway, so there's no point. He coaxes Beel into carrying him down the stairs (which Lucifer scolds them both for) and tries his best to keep his eyes open for breakfast.

Those pancakes... aren't they TOO fluffy looking? Almost like a pillow.... ah..goodnight...

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