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littledreamling · 2 years

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(fic idea, angst, hurt/no comfort, major character death) When Dream gets imprisoned, when Hob gets stood up, when the White Horse gets torn down, something breaks in Hob, something empty and cold, something like a black void, something like his heart. Life is hard for immortals; he has to move, had to change his name, has to reinvent himself every other decade or so. Technology makes staying under the radar just that much harder; moving his money around has gotten almost impossible; finding a legitimate job is out of the question (he was born before National Insurance Numbers, he’s had to lie about his entire existence to even get housing, much less a way to pay for said housing). It’s exhausting and the prospect of every new move is daunting. It overpowers any joy that life still has for him. So he lets the White Horse get torn down and he doesn’t build a replacement. He holes himself up in his flat for too long, drinks too much, and when his mind gets too loud, when he slowly comes to the realization that there is nothing left for him, not without significant danger to himself, he bites the bullet and calls for Death. And Death, an Endless, bound to her duty, offers her hand and a gentle smile and takes his soul, a soul that is long overdue for her comfort

When Dream escapes, his focus is on his tools, on the retrieval of his power and his wayward creations, on restoring his realm. Only once that is complete does his sister seek him out, to break his moody reverie. Their conversation follows much the same lines, except instead of mentioning how much Dream’s pet project would love to see him, she grows uncharacteristically somber at the mere mention of immortals. She seems to be mourning someone, though Dream can’t guess who. Surely, Mad Hettie hasn’t finally succumbed to his sister’s sweet embrace? When pressed, Death seems shocked that he doesn’t know; she slowly and softly tells him that Hob had asked for her gift.

The world grinds to a halt.

Dream can’t believe it. He refuses to. Hob, his ever-faithful, ever-hopeful, ever-joyful Hob? Asking for Death’s gift? It seems impossible. Yet Death is not one for cruel jokes, and she is deathly serious. There is a grief in her eyes that assures him of the truth; Hob is gone from the mortal realm.

At first, he is angry. How could she grant him that which she had withheld for so long? How could she rob the world of his soul? How could she? How could she? How could she? He collapses with it, right there on the sidewalk, tears made of stars and space dust welling in his eyes and she holds him, holds him together as he falls apart. She tells him that she had no choice; she is bound to her function, just as all of the Endless are. Hob had asked, she had to give.

Then, he is desperate. His Ravens, they had been mortals once, too. Surely, Hob had chosen to stay in the Dreaming. Surely, Hob had not abandoned this universe forever to face the unknown beyond. Surely, Hob would choose to stay, as he had chosen to stay so many times over during the course of his long life. But even as he looks into his sister’s eyes, hopeful beyond hope, pleading for reassurance, he knows it is not true. He is the Dreaming and the Dreaming is him. With Dream gone, there had been no Dreaming for Hob to stay in. He had had no choice; his soul passed on. He was gone, well and truly gone. Hob Gadling had breathed his last.

When it came time for Dream to destroy the vortex, even after discovering his familial connection, even after discovering the ruination that would result from her death, he did not hesitate. The spilling of family blood would be the end of his physical body, but his spirit had died with Hob. There was a numbness in the empty cavity where his heart would be if her were mortal; the Dreaming grew dull and grey; a fog hung low over the landscape, broken only by intense storms that flooded the entire realm for months at a time. And when the Kindly Ones came to claim their revenge for the blood on his hands, he surrendered willingly. This universe held nothing for him anymore. And when he gazed into his sister’s understanding eyes, at the end of it all, he hoped with a hope beyond belief, that Hob Gadling would be waiting for him on the other side

#*drops this and scrambles back to the shadows like a gremlin*#I’m so sorry #is this supremely out of character? yes #100% ooc #but that’s what makes it so fascinating #angst #sorry Levi lmao #I don’t think Hob would give up on life so easily; no matter how hard life got #and I don’t think Dream would give up simply because Hob died #but it would be a gut-wrenching fic #especially told from Dream’s POV where he gets out and continues with canon like normal #until the events of ep6 and his entire world comes crashing down #feel free to mess with the timeline to increase the angst at will #(like if Hob asks for death the same day that Dream escapes)#again I’m so sorry #this is the most depressing fic idea I’ve ever written #and now I release it onto all of you #do with it what you will #I would love to read any fics that stem from it!#feel free to cuss me out in the notes and/or replies #or feel free to DM me; I’d love to talk about this bc I have so many thoughts and feelings about it #dream of the endless #morpheus #the sandman #sandman netflix #hob gadling #dreamling #death of the endless #fic ideas #fic prompts

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levmada · 1 year

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i wonder what levi would do in a toxic relationship

#tw toxic behavior #tw toxic relationship #tw toxicity #this is a tough one i think depending on au #in canon love for levi would be almost once in a lifetime and he’d spot shitty behavior from a mile away #especially physical toxicity #he’s slamming the door on his way out and never talking to the person again #canon levi is tough and so guarded #even tho he isn’t sure about all the aspects of a romantic relationship; a relationship is so alien and strange alone he’s easily put off #modern au is harder cos it depends on his past exactly but if it was close ish to canon #in any au a cheater is dead to him #even if he’s blamed for it or gaslighted into an attempt for him to believe it was his fault levi is still gone but he’s carrying that agony #/insecurity with him to every future relationship and the grave #it’d be hard for him to recognize emotional abuse for what it is bc he doesnt understand his own most times and if he’s dating someone #he really really really really cares about them #and his present insecurity would make it easier for him to believe things are his fault #then if it escalates he’s so confused and idk brainwashed that outside intervention would be necessary. despite the fact his friends probabb #probably pointed out toxicity about his partner before and he fiiierrceeely defended them #bc he’s levi #but what abt s*x abuse. especially canon levi who has a shitty knowledge of sex and what it is he’d be so vulnerable to that i think. and #assume that’s the way it should be and take it #just in general levi is willing to accept pain if his partner doesn’t have to go thru it and the same would apply to his partners pleasure #god that’s so fucking sad #tw physical harm #tw sex assault #tw sex abuse #why am i thinking about this💀💀#levi.thoughts #levi ackerman

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emile-hides · 1 year

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This took me literally all day but I feel very correct in my takes so at least that’s something.

#Fairy Tail #Queer #I like hand drawing flags other than the Transmace/femme and the mlm flag those all got copy/pasted after the first time #I'm so sorry to Makarov Cana and Guildarts I love you three but cannot for the life of me pick up on your vibes #None of the Celestial Spirits are Cis half of them don't have gender to begin with #Leo He/Him Lesbian and copycat Scorpio who came out as a He/Him Lesbian literally a week after Leo #Brothers #T4T Taurus/Lucy is my everything I need you all to understand this #I couldn't decide if Capricorn was Aro/Ace or Aro/Gay I settled on Aro/Gay but it's still very much in the air #Lucy/Natsu queer plantonics #Lily/Gajeel/Levy Polycule #I'm going insane I need you to understand #Elfman a bi man with a huge preferance for other men so excited to meet a man and have a manly wedding and grow into old men together #Falls in love with Evergreen and is mad about it for the rest of his life #You can pry Transfem/Femboy Queer Grey from my cold dead hands #That Lucy looking fit he wore in at the end of the Magic Games opened my eyes #Long skirt not shirt kinda gal I love her #I'm so tired I've got a little fever and my arms hurt but I did the thing I wanted to do today #Woo!#Neoprounoun Autigender Laxus.... I gotta write that Autistic Laxus essay man

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koulakoukoula2003 · 2 years

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Listen, I just read BHSL while waiting for BBSF updates. First of, I'd like to thank you for writing all of these fics. Let me assure you that I greatly enjoyed them. The only thing that pissed me off (for a lack of better term) was how it seemed like she chose Levi cause Erwin died. After everything that Levi and her went through, it seemed to me that she got together with Levi in the end because she has no choice? That's pretty low for Nat. I know she went through very very hard and tough times but c'mon you chose this person, you chose to love this person, shouldn't that count for something? Is love really this fickle? (Yes, I'm a hopeless romantic, I'm sorry 😔) I was really upset when she was thinking about how she should've chosen Erwin. I know, I know her marriage with Levi wasn't all rainbows and cupcakes but didn't she knew that when she married him? Do the vows really hold no value anymore? 😭 And back to BBSF, seeing the current chapters, it seems Nat is about to Levi her husband, Erwin this time with Zeke. Zeke, the murderer of her husband and many other scouts, Zeke who didn't gave Nat the whole truth so he can have her for himself. Nat is toxic, Zeke is toxic, Erwin is toxic too but personally I don't think Erwin deserves the 'I should've chosen someone else' narrative. Especially when that someone else is Zeke. Zeke may or may not die in this fic, but if he dies and Nat goes back to Erwin because 'Zeke is dead' it would really really perturb me. I just hope that maybe you can redeem Erwin and won't let him remain as this 'the world depends on me workaholic so it's alright if I won't give attention to my long lost wife whom I so loved but could never tell'. Because to be honest, Erwin deserves better. I absolutely love how you write Erwin in this fic, it's very close to canon actually. But I hope we can see again the Erwin who selfishly married Nat because if the world's gonna go to hell anyway, might as well enjoy the time he has with the one he loves. And Nat, I understand that Nat feels lonely and maybe even unloved because Zeke is treating her the way Erwin never does. So I get it if she falls for Zeke, but as to whoever she may chose in the end, I hope its because of what her heart truly desired. I hope its really out of love and not of convenience because the other person died. And if she ever decides to go back to her husband, the one she vowed everything to, I hope its because she realizes that he is the one she truly loved despite everything. 'Love is patient, love is kind, love rejoices with the truth'. Nat may have loved another man in the time they were separated and that is the truth, and I hope that the kind of love they have won't use this truth against each other but instead use this to make their love more stronger than ever, to make up with the times lost, to fill the gaps, to renew the broken vow.

I know you're not writing a fairy tale, and my ideas may seem like one, but I just feel like letting you know. I'm really thankful that you're writing this fic and the fact that I am bothered to this extent just shows how efficient your writing is. I really appreciate you reading this and continue blowing us away with your writing! <3

First of, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THOSE HUGE FICS!!!!! This ask made me so happy today when I saw it omg THANK YOU cuz like those fics are too big I don't expect many ppl to read them ehehehehe

About BHSL (Levi x OC)

Aaaaand yes anon, you're right. In the end of BHSL Nat kinda SETTLED for Levi lmao, cuz Zeke died, Erwin died, her other "alternative" men died and only Levi was left and she settled for him lmao I KNOW that after 150 chapters of fic this ending is soooooo not satisfying LMAO and even though I GAVE them a happy ending, it's not really happy, is it?

I'm not the kinda writer who likes happy endings and I was really considering to let them both die (when Nat got injured pretty hard and Levi committed suicide when he realised she was dying) I WAS GOING to let them both die (and let Armin and Annie raise their two kids).

A happy ending is when the protagonist gets what they want. Nat didn't get what she wanted, did she? Actually, Nat didn't even know what she wanted. She wanted Erwin? She wanted Zeke? She wanted Levi? She wanted Anya? She wanted to marry her research and dedicate herself to science? She had no idea lmao.

I realised, if they both died and they got to rest in peace, then THAT would be a happy ending. (Cuz Nat WANTED to die. Nat WANTED to rest. But ofc I didn't let her, AND THAT'S her punishment for regretting her love for Levi).

If I let them both live and keep struggling to fix their unfixable relationship, wouldn't that be an ACTUAL sad ending?

BUT she loved Levi. She did, because, I DID give her the choice to leave him and die. She was in a comma and she was in Paths and SHE COULD HAVE chosen to stay in paths WITH Erwin. But she didn't do that, she chose to wake up and stay with Levi. Now, partly ofc she did that because of their children, but she also did that, cuz she WANTED a normal, non-toxic relationship with Levi EVEN THOUGH she knew that this kind of normality she could never have it with Levi.

Now that I think about it, maybe the only reason she woke up in the first place was their children LMAO MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT ANON, she settled for Levi in the end cuz there was no one else.

Honestly, anon, Nat is a pretty indecisive character. She has no idea what she wants. I'M THE AUTHOR AND IDEK WHAT SHE WANTS LMAO. She doesn't know whether she truly loves Levi or not.

I thought that I WOULD mend Nat and Levi's relationship in a sequel for BHSL, BUUUUTTTT then I started writing the sequel aaaaand I fucked it up even more AHAHAHAH

(Sneak peek in the sequel of BHSL:

It is revealed that Anya is Levi's older sister, but she eventually dies because of her curse, so they name a child of their own after her. But that child ends up being autistic and Nat spends the rest of her life tryna "fix" her and Levi just loves little Anya the way she is. She's his favourite and he believes there's nothing for Nat to "fix", so they fight all the time about it.

PLUS I also wanted to reveal that - remember all those miscarriages that Nat had? It was never the serum's fault. She caused them herself LMAO LIKE the Burgess Devil, her second personality, was ALWAYS there. It didn't just show up when they started experimenting on her. As a matter of fact, the Burgess Devil killed Miche in BHSL TOO! She just doesn't know it. The whole thing with the Beast? She imagined it AHAHAHHAHA

Also, notice how I'm not mentioning Nat's name in the 30 year timeskip where we got Nat and Levi's kids being all badass and working together?

'her mom' ehehehehehehe I do not mention Nat's name BECAUSE NAT ISN'T THERE MUAHAHAHAHHA

ahem, yes, Nat in BHSL is also locked in a mental asylum and Levi has moved on with someone else that ACTUALLY LOVES HIM AND MAKES HIM HAPPY lmaoooaojdfgh

So yeah, I'm not gonna post the sequel because it RUINS EVERYTHING LMFAO DFNFJK)

So, yeah sorry for the spoilers and the very terrible ending, I just love torturing both my readers and my characters MUAHAHAHAH

About BBSF (Erwin x OC)

YOU'RE RIGHT Erwin sure as hell does not deserve the same treatment. Erwin really NEEDS someone who can love and support him cuz especially now (in my version of s4) everything has fallen on his shoulders and even if he wanted no part in it, he still has no choice but to do everything. Everyone is incapable to lead Paradis in the right path rn tbh and it's only him who knows what to do and how to do it right.

So he really CANNOT afford to have Nat doing whatever tf comes into her twisted mind.

And Erwin loves her so very fucking much. Honestly, Erwin would NEVER marry anyone, but he DID marry her cuz he simply can't do without her. He loves her madly and when he was being toxic, he simply did what he thought was best for her.

Now the problem is, that Nat is absolutely insane LMAOOOO

Hear me out, anon, I am so sick of everybody writing OCs that are PRETTY AND PERFECT AND LOVELY AND AMAZING AND OP lmaooooooo Nat seems to be all of these, but she is literally none of these.

When I created Nat, I was like, I'mma create a character who LOOKS perfect, but she IS the worst there is.

And that's exactly what Nat is. All the characters love her. She's everybody's favourite, and the 104th's mother figure, and she always talks so sweetly with all these 'darlings' and 'sweethearts' and 'sweeties' and she's so warm and gentle and PERFECT in literally anything she does (whether that's science and fighting and leading and whatnot).

EVERYBODY loves her.

But they shouldn't because all of this 'perfection' is just an act to hide how twisted she truly is. Actually, it's such a good act, she's even convinced herself that there's nothing wrong with her. She's convinced herself that she's always right. She's convinced herself that she must please everyone. Whether that's Erwin, or Zeke, or Levi or idek who else.

She becomes the very thing they want and when either of the three men ends up wanting her so much, she's revelling in it.

I think I just figured out what Nat wants (AND IT'S ALL THANKS TO YOU, ANON)

Nat wants to be wanted.

In other words, she's an attention-seeking little slut AHAHAHAH what? is that too low for Nat? Honestly, anon, Nat has created a whole other level of... lowness AHAHAHAHA

Yeah, I don't know how she ended up like this, I just wanted to create an OC that's FAR from perfect.

I WILL bring back selfish Erwin who just loves her madly AND HE WILL tell her he loves her in chapter 95 eheheheh it's gonna be UWU AND IM SO GLAD you think my erwin is close to canon, I've put SO MUCH EFFORT into writing this man on character it's keeping me awake in the nights LMFAO

This man's too smart, my feeble brain cannot handle to write his genius.

IDK if I'll do the same with Zeke and Nat and Erwin that I did with Erwin, Nat and Levi in BHSL. At least, that's what I'm planning to do, butttttt i promise my plans never work out with those fics AHAHAHAH

I think Imma go with the narrative where Nat doesn't actually LOVE Zeke. She has convinced herself that she does because Zeke is giving her everything Erwin never gave her and she's like YES HE'S PERF FOR ME lmao even tho he's not, her heart is still aching for Erwin.

Especially when she finds out that Zeke KNEW about Erwin being alive and still didn't tell her, I think that would be the end for her and Zeke BUT IDK YET OK? I'm figuring out this fic as I go (this method worked splendidly in BHSL too LMAO)

All I've planned so far is that Erwin and Nat will have a massive fight (cuz ofc Nat won't tell Erwin that she had a thing with Zeke) but Erwin will put the pieces together when he sees how Eddie prefers Zeke as a dad and how comfortable she is around Zeke (taking food to him and taking care of him and all).

After that MASSIVE (I repeat) fight, her relationship with Erwin will become happy and healthy again and no worries, SHE LOVES Erwin. She really does, she's just very complicated as a character.

Now after that, I've no idea what happens yet LMFAO

It's def not gonna be a fairy tale BUUUUUTTT you're right, they SHOULD renew their broken vows and all AND THEY SHOULD end up happy (which I'm thinking Imma give them a happy ending).

The entire point of BHSL was to show that Nat just wasn't meant for Levi.

BUT I THINK she is meant for Erwin. Like, there were so many times that Levi felt 'lesser' around Nat. She was just too good, too perfect for him and he was always scared she might stop loving him and that's why Levi did what he did. Levi's insecurities and self-loathing doubled every time she was around.

But Erwin doesn't have that problem. Erwin's smart and perfect just as much as she is AND HE KNOWS IT. He's got no insecurities about himself. I don't think she can love a man who has. A 'lesser' man - a man like Zeke or Levi. Zeke is not the smartest guy and for a Burgess like Nat, smartness is what matters most to her.

So yeah, no worries, she LOVES Erwin, truly, and she WILL choose Erwin in the end.

BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH, ANON, as I said, this ask made me so very happy, I LOVE INTERACTING WITH MY READERS, I'm literally LIVING FOR IT and I'm so glad you like my writing THANK YOU FOR READING MY FICS and don't hesitate to send me more asks about anything you might wanna talk about 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

#sorry this turned out too big i can be talking about nat all day AHAHAH #levi ackerman x oc #levi ackerman fanfiction #erwin smith x oc #erwin smith fanfiction #snk x oc #aot x oc #snk fanfiction #aot fanfiction #love from my readers

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plush-rabbit · 2 years

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Hii! Not a request but could I ask who's your favorite character(s) in obey me?

Also I absolutely love your writings!! You're my favorite writer by far and every time I read your writings makes me flustered and actually have the feels like I LOVE IT so tysm for these content! Take care💫

!! Thank you!! I'm really glad that you like (or liked this isn't super old but its been a minute) my stuff!! I try so hard to make it cute and realistic and sometimes !!! it's difficult!! But if people like it then it makes it all worth it!!

I think my favorite characters in like general and not like in a romantic sense would be (in no order) Mammon, Diavolo, Solomon, Simeon, Luke, and Leviathan

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sunarc · 7 months

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cw: breeding,videotaping, belly bulging,

Any chance he gets he likes to watch his cum drip from your holes, his favorite being your pussy. He calls it his tight little cum bucket. He’ll chuckle a grin as he wipes any residue of cum from your fold with his cock and shove it back into your hole.

“You know I hate being wasteful” he groans as he sinks his cock back into you.

You can barely pull yourself together as you whine and whimper from the overstimulation. He’s so sadistic he’ll make you hold the camera up to your pussy so that you can get a view of how he fucks the cum back inside. He knows you can barely keep your eyes open so holding a camera is almost impossible at the moment.

“Come on I thought you wanted to make a movie” he grins menacingly staring deep into the camera.

Your moans are desperate and loud. He gives you slow long strokes just so he knows you can feel every vein and inch of his cock.

“Tell the camera where you feel me Angel” he licks his lips eyes filled with lust.

He knows exactly where you feel him. The print of his cock fucking into you is evident.

“Right here” you slur as you place a shaky hand on your lower stomach while the other holds the camera barely able to keep your hand steady.

He places his hand there and pushes down slightly.

“That’s where our baby is gonna be” he whispers

You let out a loud moan at the pressure of his hand. The feeling is so overwhelming you almost drop the camera.

“Don’t drop it ” he chuckles darkly “or we’ll have to start all over again”

He pushes your legs further apart so he can shove himself deeper in between them. His thrust are steady as he fucks you. You feel your body jolt back with each rough stroke. He grabs you by the throat pulling you close to him.

“Come, I want you to get a good view of how your pussy’s sucking my cock in”

You're trembling holding the camera up. Your moans are loud you feel the embarrassment flooding through you thinking about looking back on the video.

“Look at that, damn near sucking me dry.”

The squelching sounds that pair with his thrust leaving you whimpering. Everything leaves you moaning desperately. His hand grips your throat holding you up so you can get a view of how he fucks you. His cock feels so big all you can do is moan and drool at the sight of him plunging himself deep into you. He’s been fucking you for so long your voice has grown hoarse.

“You’re so messy” he chuckles “We’re gonna have to change the sheets after this”

His eyes are trained onto where the two of you meet watching the way your juices spray out onto him.

“You see that baby” his grip on your throat tightens as his thrust pick up speed “She’s telling me how much she loves me”

You’re too far gone, you can barely form words.

“Keep that camera steady, I want you to catch how pretty this pussy looks with my cum dripping out”

Gojo, Toji, Getou, Nana-fucking-mi, Matsukawa, Suna, Osamu, Kuroo, Sakusa, Kita, Tsukishima, Connie, Onyankopon, Levi

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kentopedia · 5 months

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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ LEAVING LIPSTICK STAINS ON LEVI

fem!reader, sfw, fluff, you leave lipstick all over levi before a mission and the scouts find out, just something super cutesy & short while i work on some longer pieces hehe, pls ignore errors lol, 1.3k words

“promise you’ll come back in one piece?” you say, smoothing the wrinkle between levi’s brow with a kiss.

he glances up at you from under his lashes, crinkling his nose as a short, breathy laugh escapes him, one he tries to subdue. still, he can’t deny the happiness that slips onto his features, not when joy is so fleeting because of the life that the two of you live.

cold hands run across your back, down to your hips as you straighten his collar, kissing his sharp cheekbones, the bridge of his nose. “i’ve made it this far, haven’t i?” levi mutters, squeezing your sides gently before shifting you off of his lap.

he lifts you, sets you on the edge of his desk, causing some of the papers that erwin had dropped off earlier to crinkle. a smile graces your lips as levi stands, stretching his limbs behind him, the chair pushing away from the desk with a creak.

“i’m going to be late because of you,” levi remarks, eyes narrowed playfully, but he gives you another kiss on the lips, lingering there like it’s painful to pull away.

“then stop kissing me.” your hands splay across his chest, but you don’t push him away, feeling his heart beat under his ribcage, the melody that you will always come back to. still, levi tugs your hips forward, slots in between your legs, and kisses you even deeper. “it’s time for you to go, captain levi.”

a heavy sigh weighs against your mouth, his exhale warm as he pulls back. “sounds like you want me gone.”

“of course i don’t.” your voice softens as you play with his fingers for a moment, before he's tugging them away gently, withdrawing from your figure. “i'm going to have to find someone else to sleep next to while you’re away."

normally, you would’ve been going with levi and the rest of the scouts, but an injury from your last mission prevented you from going on any more for a few weeks.

levi snorts, putting on his jacket, fixing the leather straps across his chest. “is that all i’m good for? killing titans and keeping your bed warm?”

you make a face at him, then shrug, half-hearted as he stares back at you with amusement. then, you laugh, cheerful and free; you know levi will come back to you. he has no other choice.

levi makes his way towards the door.

“levi?”

he turns, the lipstick stains still visible on his cheek, dark against his pale skin. for a moment, you wonder if you should tell him—if he’d be mad if you didn’t.

but then you remember he’s going to meet with a squad of fifteen year olds that have all almost died alongside him. if they really have a problem with their captain being loved by you, then they don’t care about him as much as you thought.

you smile and shake your head, voice holding just enough mischief for levi to notice. “just be safe. i love you.”

he softens. there are times where levi is hesitant to say the words, still worried you will be taken from him. but this is not one of those times. not when you will be separated for days, his life once again in danger. “i love you too, sweetheart.”

within ten minutes, levi is down to the first floor, pushing into the room where the members of his squad are already waiting.

he’s only a minute late, but he feels like they must have been waiting for hours, the way that they are all gawking at him with wide eyes, connie’s jaw faltering slightly. “everyone here?” levi asks, doing a quick scan of the room, counting heads like he’s their babysitter.

no one says anything. eren’s eyes look like they might bulge out of his head, and jean covers his mouth, looking away as him and sasha let out a stifled giggle.

levi’s mouth draws into an even thinner line. “what the hell are you snickering about?" he grumbles, looking at each of them individually, wondering who will be the first to confess.

their eyes dart away dramatically, faces red. even eren, who is normally more obnoxious than the rest, seems to have run out of words to say.

his eye twitches; levi wonders if connie’s head might burst, or if sasha’s laugh will rip out of her first.

“well?” levi asks again, snapping, already tired of this mission. a hot cup of tea sounds nice, in bed next to you.

armin, as usual, is the one to speak up when no one else has anything intelligent to say. “well, sir,” the blonde says, gesturing towards his own face. “i think…”

levi touches his cheek, remembering all the places you’d kissed him earlier, wearing that pretty black dress and your dark lipstick. a sigh leaves him when he pulls his fingers away, the tips coming back, smeared with a deep red.

he should've known.

“i see," levi says, staring for a moment, before meeting eren's eyes, his lips finally widening into a grin.

“ooooh," eren sings, his expression smug as mikasa elbows him, her own features pinched tight. "the captain’s in looooove."

levi knows they are expecting a reaction, a spectacle of the fact that he adores you. but he’s never kept it a secret, and he’s certainly not ashamed of all the things he feels for you.

“and what if i am?” levi asks instead, pointedly staring eren down as the rest of the scouts watch the exchange. “honestly, i am surprised no one noticed sooner.”

eren’s jaw falters a bit; a small wave of silence falls over the scouts. you and levi don't make a point of hiding your relationship, but really, levi shouldn’t have been surprised that no one in his squad was observant enough to notice.

or so he thought, anyway.

historia’s smaller, high-pitched voice breaks up the quiet, repeating your name back to him, as if affirmation that you’re the one he kisses goodnight. a silly question really, considering levi has never looked at anyone else with the same kind of tenderness.

“it is her, isn’t it?” historia asks, smiling softly. “i only know because you’re always holding hands under the table when you think no one can see.”

levi raises his eyebrow. “clearly we were wrong about that.” though, of all the things to notice, he thought it’d be the way you kiss him after every mission, the way he’s harder on you than anyone else because he doesn’t want to lose you.

eren shrieks your name like he’s never heard it before, and levi is starting to wonder if the boy actually is an idiot. his old squad had known immediately; petra caught you sneaking up to levi’s quarters when you thought everyone else was asleep, kissing him on the cheek when you thought everyone's back was turned.

it’s been a long time since then, he supposes. maybe the years have taught you subtlety.

“how long have you been together?”

“does she actually like you?”

“do you—” connie makes a lewd gesture with his fingers. “you know.”

“connie!” jean shouts, whacking him on the back of the head. “what do you think! dumbass.”

“hey!" connie says, rubbing his head. “geez. i just can’t picture it.”

"i’d rather you didn’t." levi’s face turns sour, disturbed by a room full of teenagers discussing his private and romantic life. “bring it up again and i’ll leave you outside of the wall on the next mission.” he pauses, crosses his arms with an exasperated exhale. “and she likes me just fine. at least, she has for the past five years.”

“five—”

a new wave of questioning starts and levi pinches his temples, shakes his head, the red smear of lipstick still on his face.

levi almost wishes you could’ve been there to field the questions instead. you’ve always been better with the kids, connected with them a lot easier than levi had.

even if it was would’ve exposed his lovesick eyes, the tiny lift of the corner of his mouth when you were around.

he’s never been very good about hiding it anyway.

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leviismybby · 6 months

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How the aot veterans notice that you and Levi are secretly an item...

Erwin

Let's be honest, he knew it even before you two got together. Erwin is a very observing man, hardly anything that is going on in the headquarters can get past him. The first time he noticed that something was up was when Levi started to butt in while he was doing the plans for expeditions, always sneakily trying to put you in the safest position possible. It was always "Name isn't skilled enough to be here" or "She would do better if you put her over here". Another thing he noticed is that you two started to attend meetings late with some lame excuse, he just dismissed it but enjoyed how much you both struggled to keep the act up.

However one day you two don't show up to work at all, spending all day having "fun" in Levi's room and the excuses Erwin heard the next almost made him laugh. "And where were you two?" He asked as you and Levi entered his office, his eyebrow raised. "We were busy." Levi says but he knows that it's not enough. "I was giving her private training all day yesterday." Erwin nods, not believing a single word. "Is that so? And why didn't you inform me about this?" Levi scoffs, he knows he shouldn't lie to Erwin but he can't just say that you two were fucking like rabbits the whole day yesterday. "I thought that it wasn't important." Erwin sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose at Levi's words. "For Ymir's sake just say that you two were having sex and stop with this nonsense." Your mouth drops right open at the commander's words, a slight blush creeping on your cheeks meanwhile Levi scoffs at Erwin. Guess he did not have to lie to his superior officer anymore, the cat was out of the bag anyway.

Hange

It was their number-one entertainment besides spending the whole day doing titan research. They noticed it mostly because of Levi and how his behavior would change around you. Little things like, how often he sat next to you, how close the two of you would stand to each other anytime you were next to one another. One of the biggest giveaways was Levi's hand on your lower back which suggested that the two of you were already intimate with one another. They saw you once brush a fur off his uniform jacket, that was where Hange got their confirmation. For the next few weeks, they noticed even more, on one occasion, you had your hand resting on his thigh while you two were sitting down. It took everything in them not to bug you or Levi about it that is, until they saw love bites on your neck, they couldn't help but look at your neck and that's when they had to say something. "Damn name. Someone is getting it good huh?" You start to cough at their words and Levi looks up from his tea. "What are you talking about?" Hange snickers. "Your neck, Levi isn't going easy on you is he?" "Shut the fuck up four-eyes."

Miche

He is the one who keeps his nose out of everyone's business but even he couldn't help but feel intrigued when he noticed that Levi had your scent on him one morning. "Hmm.." He would hum, finding it strange just how strong your smell on Levi was. So he waited to see if you would smell like Levi too and he got his opportunity when you sat next to him in the mass hall at dinner. He side-eyes you, you indeed had Levi's cologne on you. "Mhh..." He hums again and looks between you and Levi. "So do you two use the same shampoo and soap or?" Miche asks, looking at your reactions. "What are you japping about?" Levi asks, already annoyed that Miche is asking such a thing. "Don't play me for a fool. You two smell like each other. Why is that?" You and Levi stay quiet and the silence is enough for Miche. "Ah, I see..." He can't help but nod in approval. "Well good luck. At least know we know where Levi is taking his stress out."

Nanaba

Now....she downright catches you two making out and it was by pure accident. She borrowed a shirt from you and wanted to return it so you told her to just bring it to your room when she had the time. Bad idea. Levi was sitting on your bed, you on his lap as you kissed passionately. His hands were rubbing your back under your shirt, you moaned softly against his lips. Levi's hands move to your hips and he grinds you on top of him, you get the message, and just as you are about to pull your shirt over your head when. "Name here is your shirt back- oh..." Nanaba stood in the doorway, her eyes going wide as she saw the position you two were in. It took a few seconds to register what happened but Levi spoke before you. "Fucking...fuck off. Can't you see we are busy?" He says, his voice harsh, his hands still on your hips. Nanaba chuckles. "Alright, alright, keep on....yeah. And use protection" "Out!" Levi yells and Nanaba smiles before closing the door behind her. "....I forgot to lock the door..." You try not to laugh at the situation when you see Levi's annoyed face. "Whatever. Now let's get back to what we were starting." You smile as he resumes kissing you.

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koolades-world · 1 year

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Exclusive Mc Privileges

Lucifer

Getting to wear his big coats and gloves when you’re cold or whenever you feel like it

Interrupting him working with no consequences no matter how silly the reason

Waking him up first thing in the morning like a kid on Christmas

Telling him how attractive he is when he’s mad

Helping him grooms his wings

Taking as many silly pictures together as they want as long as they don’t share them with anyone

Borrowing his pens

Helping yourself to his record collection

Staying out late

Comforting him in the middle of the night when he wakes up with a nightmare

Mammon

Being his passenger princess

Treating him like a princess whenever he feels inadequate

Borrowing his sunglasses at any time

Keeping him company when Lucifer hangs him upside down

Taking the blame for anything bad you did even if it means losing money

Driving his car

Using his money

Calling him you first and cutest demon

Dressing in matching outfits even if they are bright pink

Levi

Joining him to any and all conventions

Making cosplays with him

Borrowing anything from his manga collection

Touching or seeing his tail in a domestic setting since he’s insecure about

Polishing his scales for him before parties!

Feeding him while he’s gaming

Letting you play any game you want on game nights together

Doing his makeup whenever you feel like it

Caring for Henry

Satan

Organizing his books

Sharing his tea collection with him

Baking cookies together from his favorite book series

Going to exclusive events as his partner

Using his influence to get you whatever you want

Spending late night reading time with him

Going on morning walks with him

Scrubbing his hair in the shower <3

Borrowing his notes from class if you were sick or just forgot to take some that day

Asmo

Sharing his morning routine with him since he wants you to look fabulous too

Getting lots of gifts from him since everything he sees reminds him of you

Borrowing anything you want in his closet

Using his Devilgram

Matching jewelry!

Making jewelry together to have it matching which is better than buying it

Attending meet and greet events with him as moral and emotional support

Him cooking cute recipes he found online for you

Being his personal model for new looks

Beel

Cooking for and with him

Stopping him from eating the ingredients while cooking

Picking out his change of clothes after the gym

Going on dates to new restaurants

Stealing his shirts to fashion into outfits or lounging around in

Piggy back rides!

Flexing his arms for you so you can touch them

Admiring his wings

Teaching you everything he knows about various Devildom dishes

Belphie

Sleepy kisses :)

Hiding in the attic to get away for a while and nap

Pillow shopping together

Going camping in the middle of nowhere to admire the stars and each others company

Sneaking off together at parties

Karaoke together since he knows how much you love his voice

Attempting to wake each other up but falling back asleep together each time

Surprising you at RAD with random gifts of flowers

Making cupcakes together and ending in a flour war

#obey me #obey me!#obey me belphie #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me levi #obey me mammon #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me lucifer #obey me brothers

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daytaker · 4 months

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The Gang React to You Falling Asleep on Them

Lucifer

*deep sigh that speaks volumes to how difficult it is for this man to get any sleep, and here you are, conked out on his shoulder...*

If you don't wake up within a few minutes, he'll have no choice but to move. He is not the sort to be so sentimental that he can't bear the thought of disturbing your precious sleeping face. Of course, he won't be an asshole about it; he'll be careful and try not to wake you up. He might even drape his jacket over you for your nap.

But only if he doesn't need it.

Mammon

"Hey, my arm's gettin' a little stiff, can I just-- ...ah."

Oh. Ah. Alright. Cool. This is happening. Hmm. Damn. Not super comfortable, and it's kinda inconvenient to be trapped here, but, pshh, what's he supposed to do, wake up a sleeping human? He's heard that can lead to...cardiac arrest, or something. He ain't gonna murder you just to move a little sooner.

You did not just start snuggling him in your sleep. Did Mammon score today or did he score today? Too bad his arm's starting to fall asleep, but, well, nothin' in life is free.

Leviathan

"What...? WHAAAAAAT?" (But only in his brain. He doesn't want to wake you up. Mammon says that can lead to cardiac arrest in humans.)

He's pretty sure he's the one who's going to keel over from heart problems at this rate. He hadn't even realized you were getting sleepy. Are you bored watching him tackle this single-player old school RPG? Did you hate it all this time and you never even mentioned it?! Why is your face so close?! Do you not have any idea the kind of mental torture you're putting him through right now?!

Deep breaths, Levi. Deep breaths. This happens in anime all the time. It's...usually a good thing! It means that the main character and their love interest are tripping all the right flags, and... and how long is this scene going to last? Those scenes almost always end with the two still on the couch, then they skip to the next day or something. How long is he going to have to just sit here... suffering...?

After about ten minutes, he's reached his limit and he gently shakes you awake. He is so embarrassed that he insists you go to bed now, and he will not take no for an answer. Good night. Goodbye. *door slams*

AAAAHHHHHHHHH.

Satan

"Hm? Have you been getting enough sleep...?"

Satan would be very pleased with the situation, though probably less intensely excited than Mammon. He'll make whatever small adjustment is necessary for his comfort, then settle in and read for as long as it takes you to wake up. He feels very warm and fuzzy. It's nice. Hopefully you do this more often. But he should really ask you about your sleep schedule. Levi must be forcing you to stay awake too often.

Asmodeus

"Aww, aren't you adorable?"

This is precious. He needs to document it. As soon as he realizes what's happening, he'll carefully pull out his D.D.D., making sure not to wake you up, and start snapping pics. A few of you, a few dozen selfies with you, a few with him pretending to be asleep too, and then a perfect shot of him kissing your forehead. Grammable as fuck.

Er... is that drool he can see in one of those photos? ...You're going to have to wake up. You can't just drool on his brand-name jacket.

Beelzebub

"Oh."

He's used to people falling asleep on him, so this doesn't really throw him for much of a loop. However, he's a bit more careful of waking you up. He knows that if he wakes Belphie, he'll just fall back asleep within a few seconds, but you're not quite so adaptable. So he'll do his best to stay quiet and not move much.

But no matter how hard he tries, he's never going to be able to turn off his stomach. You'll probably wake up with a start as his stomach roars at you about twenty inches from your face.

Belphegor

"...zzzz..."

Who are we kidding, we all know he was asleep first. Probably, he's the reason you fell asleep so easily. He's soft and warm, perfect for drifting off to dreamland...

Diavolo

"Very bold! You really are astonishingly brave."

It's not every day someone has the stones to fall asleep in his presence, let alone fall asleep and use him as some sort of glorified pillow. What a nice change of pace.

He'll continue doing whatever it is he was doing before, but he is a busy demon, running the Devildom and all. He'll slowly and carefully extricate himself when it's time to move, then have Barbatos bring you a blanket and prepare some tea for when you wake up.

Barbatos

"Humans are awfully needy creatures, aren't they."

He can't help but chuckle. You just pass out during the middle of the day? Then again, it's possible you're probably not entirely well. He'll have to disturb the young master to ask what sort of accommodations to make for you. Of course, he's sure Diavolo won't mind. But it's irresponsible to let yourself drift off like this in the castle of the king of the demons, isn't it? This isn't a resort.

Sleep well, human.

Solomon

"You're just looking cute on purpose now, aren't you?"

Oh well! Looks like he's stuck here for now. Too bad. He'll smile, put an arm around you, kick his feet up, and settle in for the long haul. Hopefully you're able to get a good, solid nap in.

Most likely, you both will. He'll pass out too within ten minutes, give or take.

Simeon

"Oh- shh. There, there."

Well, if you aren't adorable... You must be so tired. He's glad you feel so at ease with him that you let yourself fall asleep, and you certainly look cute, but he's also a little concerned that you're this tired. He'll patiently wait for you to wake up. Then he'll make you some tea and gently remind you to take better care of your health.

Luke

"Eh...?! Hey! ...WAKE UP!"

How tired are you?! You need to get better sleep! Sheesh, you need to be more careful too. You almost crushed him.

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osaemu · 9 months

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GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ MEET ME IN THE AFTERGLOW ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ post-sukuna fight: no victory comes without a loss, and his win came at the cost of his eyesight

contents: fem!reader. some combination of hurt/comfort, angst, and fluff.

author's note: inspired by levi at the end of aot ꨄ︎

7:58 PM

satoru gojo had always had the best eyes. sorcerer, curse, human – you could search the whole world, and nobody else would even come close.

but the aftermath of satoru's fight with sukuna changed everything. after a long, painful battle, satoru came out on top, but at a great cost. his eyes.

dying wishes are powerful, especially from a curse as strong as sukuna. right before the king of curses was done for, he pooled everything he had left into a final attack to ensure that satoru gojo would never be the same. he succeeded.

now, almost a week after the fight, long after the dust settled and peace had reclaimed the jujutsu society, satoru still insists on wearing his blindfold around the clock.

no matter what you try or how you ask, he stubbornly refuses let you see underneath. actually, it'd be more accurate to say that he doesn't respond at all. after all, to your dismay, he's a master at avoiding questions and delaying answers.

you weren't even sure if there was any change to how he looked. maybe he looked the exact same underneath. maybe he had a couple scars. fuck, for all you knew he didn't even have eyes at all anymore.

you just wish he would let you see the new him. he doesn't even have it that bad – thanks to six-eyes, he can still see the silhouettes of cursed energy. and he wore a blindfold most days anyway, so it wasn't too much of a change.

which is why you weren't sure why he wouldn't just take the damn blindfold off.

"satoru, please let me see," you beg, tugging at his shirt sleeve. "i miss your pretty face. and honestly, who wears a blindfold to bed?"

he laughs at your incredulous question, but it sounds forced and unnatural. satoru tugs his arm away and waves you off. "let me take a shower, 'kay? i just got out of work, and i'm probably covered in germs."

you hate this new satoru – the one who won't let you get too close or even see his face anymore. he just won't open up to you, and it's frustrating. "satoru, please? let me in."

at the sound of your pleading voice, satoru rests one hand on the bathroom door and sighs before turning around to face you. he's smiling, but it seems so off – like all his smiles do nowadays.

"you try'n to watch me shower, sweetheart?" he cracks, running a hand through his hair. "i know you love seeing me naked, but-"

"satoru."

"get off my dick," he grumbles lightly, before strolling into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. maybe you imagine it, but you could swear that you hear the soft click of a lock turning.

10:34 PM

"good night, sweetheart," satoru mumbles, pressing his lips to your shoulder and rolling over onto his side. he still has his blindfold on, and the almost undetectable glow eminating from his skin shows that he has a very subtle form of limitless active.

it's been like this every night.

"satoru, can we talk?" you whisper, trailing a hand through his damp white hair. "please?"

"is it about the blindfold?"

"obviously."

he sighs and rolls over again to face you, the soft glow fading from his skin. "give it a rest, yeah?" he says, exasperated. "i'm not ready for anyone to see."

"satoru, even you don't know what your eyes look like under the blindfold," you murmur. "and do you really trust me that little?"

he lifts one of his hands and rests it on your shoulder, thumb tracing circles as he leans in and says "of course i trust you."

you shake your head and sit up, pressing your back against the headboard. "no, you don't."

"then why'd you as-"

"why do you sleep with limitless on now?" you interject, crossing your arms. "what happened to 'i never have limitless on around you'?" you whisper, quoting something he told you when you two first starting dating. back when he could look you in the eye.

satoru sighs again and sits up alongside you. "you know why."

"you seriously think i'd do that?"

"i..." he trails off, slipping a finger underneath his blindfold to rub one of his eyes. "i don't know. all i know is that i'm not ready for anyone to see me like... this."

"satoru, you can't keep running away from everyone forever," you say, shaking your head again. "you-"

"i know, i know," he mutters. "it's not that simple."

he's stubborn – he always has been. and you're mostly used to it, which is why you know that the best way to get satoru to change his mind on something is to ease him into it instead of pushing and shoving.

so you switch gears, and instead of arguing more you reach out and take his hand. "what are you afraid of?"

"nothing. i'm the strongest," satoru replies automatically. the response sounds so automated, so pre-written that you can't help but smile.

"okay," you say neutrally, trying to reword your question. "why don't you want to show me what your eyes look like? you've haven't even seen them yourself."

satoru smiles sourly and his hands curl into white-knuckled fists around the bedsheets. "and i never will. i'm blind now, remember, sweetheart?" his words are laced with bitterness, even (and especially) in the final word.

but it wasn't you who satoru was resentful towards. it was himself.

how could he have so foolishly let down his guard before sukuna was confirmed to be dead? how could he let his characteristic arrogance get the better of him? he made the same mistake when he was a teen, and now he's done it again as the strongest – although this event may have stripped him of his title.

a mixture of emotions crosses what little you can see of his face, and it's now more than ever that you wish you could be there for him.

but he's the only one alive who knows what it's like to be the strongest.

so as much as you wish you could tell him that everything's going to be okay and that he'll always be the strongest, you know damn well that you don't know and that he might not be.

somehow, this conversation has evolved from your desire to see his face to something more.

a silent, mutual understanding passes between you and satoru, and the thickness in the air slowly dissolves.

"sorry," you breathe. "i was being selfish, wasn't i?"

satoru shakes his head, a smile growing on his face. "nah, you're right. i don't even know what i look like."

he lifts a hand and slips his thumb underneath his blindfold, and after a brief moment of hesitation, slides it off.

to your surprise, satoru looks more or less the same. his eyes aren't cloudy and they still glow with that familiar bright blue. the only difference, which was expected, was how his eyes didn't quite settle on you. they were pointed in your direction, but his eyes didn't entirely focus on you.

"so?" satoru asks, running a finger over his eyes. "how bad is it?"

"satoru, you look the same."

he blinks and doesn't answer for a second, as if he's processing the information. "really?" he asks, an unreadable expression on his face.

"yep."

"oh. well, that was anticlimactic," satoru says with a lopsided grin. he leans forward and scoots down from his spot against the headboard, laying his head on a pillow and pulling you on top of his chest. "my bad."

"you idiot," you mumble, pressing your face into his neck. "i didn't get to see your pretty face for a whole week."

"ah, i believe it was only six days."

"and satoru, you even turned on limitless at night! the hell would i even do? cut your blindfold off in the middle of the night?" you grumble, looking up at him with narrowed eyes. "and i can't believe that the only reason you didn't want to show me your face is because you thought you weren't pretty anymore!"

satoru grins lazily and rests one of his hands on your waist, slipping a finger under the waistband of your shorts and idly rubbing your skin. "keep venting, sweetheart. it's cute."

he laughs when you swat him with another pillow and pulls you in for a long kiss. and that's when you know that things might never go back to how they were in satoru's glory days.

but as the night falls and slips away in satoru's arms, you think that maybe, just maybe, this works too.

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smoft-demons · 27 days

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MC needs some extra love

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You’re having an off day. Your demons have asked to make sure nothing’s actually wrong, just to be safe, but they’ve seen you like this a few times before. They understand. You’re just feeling down for no particular reason. Just sad and low energy. Extra tired.

Nothing happened, no one hurt you, nothing’s wrong… you just woke up in a low mood. Because it simply be like that sometimes. You just… need some extra affection today. No reason. It’s okay, they’re not judging. They’ll do what they can to cheer you up a little—they love you, you know. They want to see you smile at least once today.

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Lucifer:

When Lucifer notices your mood, he softens towards you a lot. He asks if anything is wrong first of course—they all do—but once he learns that there’s nothing he needs to correct and no one he needs to punish on your behalf, he just softens. He treats you more gently than usual.

He expects you’ll get fed up entertaining all his brothers, with their endless chaotic energy. So he invites you to hide out with him in his office. You are invited to just sit with him and read, or put on some music, or play a game on your DDD, or just rest… or whatever it is that will help.

He’ll even let you curl up in his lap and cuddle with him if that’s what you want. That cheers him up too.

He quietly redistributes the most taxing of your chores for today amongst the seven of them, to give you time to recharge.

You’ll find Levi and Beel doing the dishes for you when it’s your turn, or if you’re supposed to make dinner you’ll find that Mammon and Asmo have already ordered everyone takeout, and they’re already in the middle of setting it all out on the table. You won’t have to do a thing! If you were supposed to clean up a common space in the house, it’ll already be done by some of your assorted pact partners. You might even find sticky notes placed amongst your homework in Lucifer’s, Satan’s, and Belphie’s handwriting, suggesting edits and books titles to check for better information, and pointing out any parts in your work that are particularly well done.

When you check your DDD later, you see that Lucifer had instructed his brothers to take on what they can from you to make your life easier today. He was not planning on letting you know that, clearly—because he sent that in the brothers group chat. You only know because Karasu’s spy feature showed you.

His support is shown in all these soft, quiet details. Peaceful moments. Simple, but unmistakable reminders of how loved you are. It’s okay if you don’t smile today, even though he would like you too. He will verbally remind you that loves you anyway.

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Mammon:

Mammon’s first instinct, of course, is retail therapy. He offers to take you shopping. He’ll even pay for your stuff! He doesn’t mind if it makes you happy!

You appreciate that very much—and maybe you’d be happy to take him up on that if you were sad for a reason, but… you just have no spare energy. Just thinking about going out exhausts you more. You’d have to deal with looking at things! And forming opinions, and deciding on stuff to buy! There’s crowds and cashiers and bright lights and just… stuff outside! You can’t, you just can’t. You have no energy and you can’t.

The first time Mammon sees you like this, he’s confused. You don’t wanna go out? You don’t want any new stuff?? He sure hasn’t felt like that before!

He puts effort into figuring out what will actually help cheer you up instead. He’s considerate that way.

He tries taking you for a long drive. He tries taking tasks off your to-do list. He tries trailing after you all day to keep you company, holding your hand, chattering all day so you can’t hear your thoughts, staying quiet so you don’t get overstimulated. He cycles through every possible approach over the months, on every random day you happen to wake up like this.

It’s all greatly appreciated—and hey, some of his ideas work better than the rest! You feel loved and cared for regardless. It’s impossible to miss how much he adores you.

Eventually though, he strikes gold!

That particular day, he had been telling you a stupid joke every time he ran into you, in an attempt to make you smile. He gets a weak grin for his troubles just about halfway through the day. He beams at you triumphantly at that, impulsively scooping you up for a hug and repeatedly kissing the top of your head, and—aha! THERE’S the smile he was looking for!

From that point on, he knows what to do!

The next time you wake up in this mood, he takes the first opportunity to give you a playfully over the top show of affection. Over the course of the day, he keeps doing it!

He runs into you in the hallway between classes, he (gently) aggressively ruffles your hair as he passes you. He finds you aimlessly walking through the house, you immediately get snatched into his arms for a nice long squeeze. You sit with him as he’s scrolling through devilgram, he sets it aside for a moment to squish your cheeks between his hands and cover your forehead and nose with loud, playful kisses. You go up to him and request attention? You get kiss attacked, and he won’t let up until you crack a smile!

Your brain hurts, he says, echoing your very first explanation. It’s okay though, he says. He’ll kiss it better, he says.

He is MORE than happy to completely discard the tsundere façade to lean into this… over-the-top affectionate silliness, as long as it continues to make you laugh and smile like that.

He won’t admit it, but… this is more honest. This is much closer to who he is at heart than his usual behaviour is. Try as he might, he can’t hide how much he cares to save his life.

The realest aspect of Mammon is not the dumbass, not the money-grubber, not the uncaring cool guy that he pretends to be… no, it’s the goofy dork who loves you SO much that he’d go to any amount of effort to cheer you up.

He’s damn good at it too! HE was put in charge of your well-being for a reason! He’s the best big brother/guardian/friend/pact partner ever, and you’re his to take care of. He’s not letting HIS human go without smiling once for a whole day! You’re the sole member of his family he can openly dote on, and dammit, he will!

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Levi:

Levi’s go-to is, of course, distracting you with media. He tries games first, but if you’re too low-energy for that, he gets it. He tries anime, movies, shows, videos, manga, whatever you seem to respond best to.

You’ll notice a theme of letting others help, confiding in friends, opening up to people. There are repeated instances of characters asking for support from the rest of the cast and then being helped and taken care of. Lots of power of friendship stories, lots of hurt/comfort and “it’s rotten work” “not to me, not if it’s you” and team-as-family.

Maybe, just maaaybe, he’s trying to tell you something!

He relaxes when you explain that you just woke up like this, sometimes this just happens and it’s no one’s fault, there’s no problem, he doesn’t have to worry about you. He gets that! Sometimes he wakes up like that too. It does happen!

But… you’re his player two! He wants to worry about you!

So he takes care of you the way he wishes someone would take care of him when he gets like that. Gives you the extra love he knows first-hand that you need right now. He lets you choose the entertainment, he holds your hand, and mirrors what you do to self-soothe.

If you wanna lie on the floor and stare at his jellyfish decorations, he’s right next to you. If you wanna tell Henry how you’re feeling, he’s right there with you doing the same so you don’t have to feel self-conscious. If you’re stimming, he will too. That one makes him happy as well! If you wanna burrow into a pile of blankets and plushies like a hognose snake, he totally gets it and will also do that. He does that anyway sometimes, just because it’s comfy.

There’s not a hint of judgement from Levi. Ever. He gets it.

When you guys HAVE to leave his room, like for meals and such, he lends you his headphones. So you don’t get overstimulated from all the noise his brothers make. He never goes far from you, either. He always stays close enough that you can reach for him if you want to.

After dinner, when you’re tired and done with trying to act normal (not that even one of your demons is fooled), Levi brings you back to his room. He asks if you have any requests, anything you want to do, anything he can do to help you. If you know what you need, he’ll just do it. If you don’t, he’ll offer comfort in some form that makes sense to him. He understands that all you really need is some extra love when you’re like this, so he’s not at a loss. He gets it, he feels the same way sometimes, he can do that!

You end up curled up in his lap, hiding your face in his shoulder as he watches an anime you’ve both seen before at a low volume. Familiar and comforting. He’s happy to just sit and chill with you until you feel like you’ve recharged enough. He knows you’d do the same for him.

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Satan:

Satan’s instinct, once he learns what’s going on, is to bring you to the quiet spot outside where the stray cats he has befriended gather and then plonk the chillest one in your lap.

Cats are perfect fluffy little warm purring bundles of free therapy, after all. How could you not be recharged by this?

He’s not wrong, the cat definitely helps. It is in fact a perfect creature.

But… well, you don’t bother to spend the energy on saying so, but being outside isn’t really helping. You cringe at every loud noise. The wind ruffling your clothes every so often is annoying you. You’re sitting on concrete and it’s making you cold. The streetlights feel particularly aggressive to your eyes today. Very stabby. There are smells outside! No one wants that!

You love the cats, but Satan is giving them all his attention and you’re getting just a little bit jealous. You as well are giving the cat in your lap all your attention, and—as stupid as you feel about it—you’re getting a little bit jealous about that too. You want attention too! All the cat has to do is be cute and soft and it can have all the petting and cuddling it wants! As it deserves, yes, but… don’t you as well, though..?

You try to push that feeling away and just pet the cat. The cat did nothing wrong, you still love it, you’re supposed to be feeling MORE recharged from this! Not… whatever it is you do feel. At the end of the day you still enjoy petting the cat and you don’t want it to leave. That’s still true and that’s what matters, you tell yourself.

Eventually the cat decides it’s had enough petting for now, and gets up. Satan checks on you, fully expecting you to be thoroughly cheered up! Instead he sees you staring forlornly at your hands, mostly zoned out. Confused, he asks if you’re okay.

You nod once, giving him a hollow smile.

Now he’s concerned. He takes a minute to finish petting the cats surrounding him—noting the hint of jealousy in your eyes as you observe him—then comes to sit on the concrete stair next to you.

He gently points out that he knows you well enough to detect a lie. Especially an unconvincing lie like that. You give a noncommittal hum in reply. That’s all you have the energy for.

He wraps an arm around your shoulders, letting you slump against his side. Your head leans against his shoulder. His other arm comes up to stroke your head for a moment, then drops down again to take your hand.

In a small, tired voice, you thank him. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze in reply.

Eventually he adjusts you so he can hold you more comfortably. Every so often he kisses the top of your head, or rubs your shoulder, or squeezes your hand, or says something quietly to you. Pointing out a interesting leaf shape, telling you something inconsequential about his day, prompting you to look when one of the cats does something cute, reminding you that he loves you and it’s okay to feel like this. That he enjoys your company no matter what mood you’re in.

This helps a lot more. Eventually you have enough energy to reply to him in full sentences! He’s visibly relieved at that. Still, he continues to hold you.

It’s after this point that a different cat comes up to you. It sniffs your shoelace then rubs itself against your leg. It flops over your shoe, stretching adorably with its little paws reaching up. It looks up at you all wide-eyed and cute, and finally you give a short puff of a laugh. Satan feels it more than hears it, but still!! He feels successful!

You pet this cat as it stands up and sniffs at your free hand. You look at it with a little smile. There’s a bit more soul in this smile, to Satan’s relief.

Later, as the two of you are leaving, he slips the cat a treat and whispers a thank you to it. Then he takes your hand again and leads you back home.

(He makes a mental note to himself for next time: pet the sad human first!! Then go see the cats!)

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Asmo:

Asmo notices that you’re having one of those days today, and he rushes to spoil you. Like Mammon, his first instinct is to take you shopping—but specifically for clothes and makeup and skincare products. Stuff that would cheer him up.

But you’re tired, and he understands that. It’s okay, he still knows what to do!

Asmo brings you into his room. You curl up in a sad, tired lump on his bed. He lets you chill there while he gathers up the stuff he wants.

He returns to you with his arms full of stuff! Nail polish, face masks, a hairbrush, moisturizer and hair oil, etc etc. Stuff for taking care of you.

He makes a point of only doing stuff that doesn’t sting at all. No plucking eyebrows or messing with your cuticles or anything like that. Just the stuff that feels nice.

Asmo quietly chatters about people he knows and stuff he’s used and whatever the latest gossip he’s heard is. Not even really to inform you this time, because he knows you’re probably not gonna remember much when you’re like this, but more to provide you with a constant, grounding backdrop of his familiar voice.

He speaks softly to you as he wipes your face with cleanser and then proceeds with his skincare process. He gently brushes your hair, spending twice as long as necessary just because it feels nice. He insists you don’t bother to move as he sits next to you and paints your nails.

At some point he runs out of stuff to do, so he ends up just brushing over your face with a clean makeup brush. No product on it at all, he’s just doing it to make you relax, because it’s soft and it feels nice. It’s meditative, honestly. For both of you.

He spends a good long while doing that.

He finishes up and lies down next to you. He pulls you into a cuddle. You offer to return the favour for him. Do his skincare and hair and nails and stuff for him, spoil him back—because he deserves the best.

For the first time ever, he declines. He shushes you and holds you tighter. This is the only situation in which he would ever refuse that!

He says you’re more than welcome to return the favour tomorrow if you like, but for now he just wants you to rest. He did all that for you to get you in this relaxed state you’re in right now, don’t get up and un-relax yourself so fast! Keep your brain turned off! It’s good for you sometimes!

… yes, Asmo is surprised by his own selflessness too—more surprised than you are by now, knowing him. He’s always been selfless for your sake since you first became his friend. It still surprises him though.

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Beel:

Beel is your best guy for validation. For quiet, thoughtful, unwavering support. He’s a lot more insightful than he’s often given credit for. He’s one of the best people in this family in terms of emotional intelligence, no question about it.

He knows just what to do. He observes you as the day goes on, taking the first opportunity to pull you aside and check on you without any others around. Just to make absolutely sure there’s nothing else going on.

His voice is soft, his hands are gentle, and he puts effort into understanding you. You’re family, he loves you so much! So of course he would.

He’ll share his food with you of course—both because he wants you to know that he loves you that much, and because he’s trying to remove a task from your to-do list. You don’t have to think about getting food and preparing it and any of that if he just. Does it for you. You can spend your very limited energy elsewhere.

He’ll take you with him on his routine walk, just so you can have a change of scenery and an opportunity to chat uninterrupted.

He listens to you complain about being outside with his characteristic placid sympathy—a combination that would be a bit contradictory if it came from anyone else, but somehow makes perfect sense for Beel. It’s soothing. Reassuring, somehow. He helps a lot, just by being himself.

When you inevitably run out of energy—much quicker than you usually do, but you expected that—he offers to carry you. Or rather, he automatically goes to do it on muscle memory, because that’s just what he does with tired loved ones (Belphie usually). He catches himself and realizes he should ask first in this case. Just to make sure. He’s considerate like that.

You are very tired… and you want contact. So of course you accept the offer. How could you refuse when he offers so earnestly?

He walks in measured, consistent steps as he carries you. The sway of his movement is deliberately relaxing. He’s trying to lull you into a meditative haze, or maybe put you to sleep. Either is good, he thinks.

The warmth of him makes the… everything about being outside when you’re feeling this way a lot more tolerable. The sounds of his footsteps, his breaths, his heartbeat… all of that drowns out the background noise just enough. Your face is pressed into his jacket, so the streetlights don’t stab your eyes and all the distressingly inconsistent outside smells are entirely covered by the spices-aromatics-soap scent of Beel. It’s a smell you know very well, and the familiarity of it is grounding.

Everything about him is grounding, really. He really did know exactly what to do.

At the end of the day… it’s okay if you don’t smile. He would like you to, of course, but he will meet you where you’re at. Anyway, it’s more important to him that you feel like it’s safe to show however it is you actually feel around him. He understands the amount of trust that takes, and he’s honoured by it. Nothing is more important to him than that trust.

So, you don’t have to smile. It’s okay.

Don’t be strong, he tells you. There’s no need, for now. Just let him. Rest, lean on his strength—he’s got more than enough for both of you. He’s got you. He’s not going anywhere.

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Belphie:

Oh, you’re tired? A bit sad, a bit grouchy? Damn. Looks like even HE has more energy than you today. That’s not something he sees often! Well, that’s fine. He knows what to do.

It’s straight to baby jail with you!

In his arms, that is. In bed, surrounded by his best pillows, covered by the least warm heavy blanket he has, so you won’t overheat but will still feel nice and covered.

He positions you so you’re facing each other, with your head tucked under his chin. So you have room to comfortably breathe and talk, but your face is still as covered as possible so you won’t be bothered by any lights.

Emotional intelligence may not be Belphie’s strong suit, but he is observant and he understands exhaustion. This may not exactly be the usual kind of exhaustion, but still! There’s no demon better equipped to understand what’s going on with you right now, just by nature.

He’s totally fine with cuddling you in silence if you don’t feel like talking. That really works for him, actually, because it allows him to nap.

Not that he doesn’t WANT to listen to you. He does. He’d be happy to. But he gets it if you don’t wanna bother with that. It’s okay.

He will, however, delay taking a nap until you doze off first. He just wants to make sure you’re okay. He’s not about to just fall asleep and abandon you if you still need attention.

If you’re not falling asleep very fast, he will help. Not with magic, surprisingly. He’s being more… gentle, he supposes, than that in this situation.

He talks quietly about nothing important. The soft drone of his voice, kept consistent and deliberately soporific, melts into your brain like butter, slowing it way down. Blocking everything else out. Gradually turning it off. One hand rubs your back slowly, almost as if to match the rhythm of his voice.

It’s so relaxing. You feel like you could stay like this forever and never want to move, you’re that comfortable.

Belphie knows what he’s doing.

It works really well! He makes sure you feel loved and cared for, then makes sure you get some extra rest. Mental and physical recharging.

Of course, you wake up feeling a lot better. Maybe not entirely back to your normal self yet, but definitely better. How could you not?

You’re a lot less tired after you’ve slept, and less sad too… so he’s succeeded—but you’re still not smiling!

He can fix that, right?

He lets you get up and stretch first, of course. He does the same. Before you leave the room though, he wraps you up in another hug.

He pulls back to examine your face after a minute or two.

Hmm… you look comfy, but still no smile! He can’t have that! So he hugs you tightly again, but this time his fingers start to lightly poke and brush over your sides. He’s trying to force you to smile by tickling you. He’s not gonna do too much, he’s not trying to overwhelm you. He stops as soon as you crack a smile.

There we go, he says as he gives you one last gentle squeeze. That was all he wanted, he tells you.

He doesn’t let go of you for long, over the rest of the day. Always holding your hand, giving you random hugs, draping himself over your shoulders—but without making you take all his weight for once, because he knows you’re still kinda tired. Enough of it to be soothing, but no more. Just so you don’t get lonely. He doesn’t want you to get all sad again.

If you do get sad again though, it’s okay. He will squish the sadness out of you all over again, as many times as you need. He doesn’t mind.

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