#let me tell you the genuine shock i had when I saw his actual mc skin

[smoft-demons]

If you aren't busy could you try writing about an mc that looks identical to Lilith and maybe even has a similar name example: lily, Lillian etc. (If you can, maybe mc that has a similar personality with lilith) And Ofc its platonic. (sorry if you don't understand, I barely ask on tumblr(⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠)

Also! It can be fluff or angst (if you can't write all of the brothers lucifer, belphegor and Beelzebub would be fine(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

Mc can be gender neutral! (You can choose whatever format you're comfortable with)

Ofc if u don't want to its fine, i just saw your requests open

Sorry if this is too long(⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

Sure! No worries about it being too long, it gives me lots to work with :)

First request yay! Hope you like it

MC’s name is Lily

Lucifer:

Lucifer double-takes when he first sees you. He knew your name in advance, but looking at you, seeing the resemblance… it shocks him.

He keeps a straight face, however.

It becomes increasingly obvious that he has a soft spot for you. It grows softer and softer as he gets to know you.

When you harmlessly disobey him, he can’t help but let you off. Lilith was a bit of a rebel too, and you look just like her when you’re trying to be sneaky

He loses it when you put yourself in danger! You remind him so much of his baby sister, who he gave everything he could for… and he’s supposed to keep this blasted human alive, so help him he will succeed! It’s a matter of pride—and also trauma.

All that is there, but still Lucifer makes an effort to pay attention to the differences between Lilith and you. Few as there may be, he will not cloud his own judgement by thinking of you as the new her.

And he will not do you the disservice of acting like you’re someone you’re not.

When the ancestry reveal happens, he’s not exactly surprised. It’s still great news, but… not shocking!

He’s already had his crisis about not being unfair to you by acting like you’re a replacement, so he’s actually pretty good about not saying anything hurtful along those lines.

Beelzebub:

He can’t bear to look at you at first

I mean really, how he’s grieving his sister plus how he’s missing his twin… what’s he supposed to do? You’re in Belphie’s spot, and you’re called Lily, and you’re even acting like her… his heart aches

Good news tho, he definitely won’t eat you

He feels AWFUL for scaring you that one time, about the custard

And that conversation when he opens up to you about that impossible choice he had to make about who to save? He won’t admit it to you or to himself, but a big part of why he asked you who you would have chosen is that he hopes you can give him some insight into what Lilith would have chosen. If she would have made the choice he did.

Once you’ve become good friends with him, he does make an effort to not confuse you with his sister… but it’s hard for him, especially if you look and act like her. He’s really trying!

He would want to hug you for hours after having nightmares of falling. It helps him feel like maybe he’s not a total failure of a protector

He’s giving Mammon a run for his money in terms of being protective of you.

Beel finds himself conflicted after the big reveal. He’s overjoyed to have Belphie back, but he’s so angry with him for hurting you, and also he’s so upset with himself for not realizing Belphie was trapped in the attic the whole time, and ALSO he’s struggling with keeping you separate from Lilith in his mind, similar and genuinely connected as you are, and that makes him feel even more guilty because he genuinely does love you just for yourself. He feels like it’s very mean to you if he lets himself be distracted from that.

This is further complicated by you naturally falling into the role of his baby sister. He loves having you in that role, but it’s hard. A bit triggering. He’s working through it!

All in all, he’s a good big brother. He’d be overjoyed to hear it if you tell him that.

Belphegor:

Learning your name sends him spiralling. He was thinking of this exchange program as a betrayal to Lilith’s memory, he thought Lucifer had forgotten about her, he thought Lucifer didn’t care, but he chose a human named LILY?? Is this him being manipulative, is this coincidence, does it mean he HASN’T stopped caring, does it mean he’s trying to replace their lost baby sister with some human?

Belphie can’t figure it out.

He hangs onto his hatred. He carries out the first steps of his plan

When you meet him, he just… stares. You look like her…

He refuses to cry about it! He sticks to the script, lying to your face as planned, summoning all the hatred and resentment in his fallen heart.

But… you keep coming back. Not just to update him about your pact collecting, but also… just to chat? Checking on him, bringing him small snacks and things that fit through the gaps in the door, telling him about what his brothers are up to, reminding him that Beel misses him terribly and no one has forgotten about him

He’s finding it hard to keep hating you. In all honesty, he’s grown fond of you! But he has a plan and he’s sticking to it! You’re NOT his sister, and nothing short of a miracle can convince him to let go of his resentment!

In timeline A, after the first jailbreak, he never gets around to harming you. He can’t figure out if it’s due to laziness, lack of opportunity, fondness for you on his part, or not wanting to make Beel sad. This becomes irrelevant of course, after Diavolo imprisons him

In timeline B, you’re sent back in time to see how he got released. You open the door, he offers you the hug, you accept.

It’s… nice, for a long moment. Gentle and warm and comfy.

And then he regains his determination, going ahead with his plan to kill you. He gets as far as “Finding it hard to breathe?” before he looks at you. Expecting to feel sadistic satisfaction at seeing a human face screwed up in pain like that. But… you look like his baby sister.

You look just like his baby sister, and you’re scared and hurt. His baby sister… panicking and tearful, because of HIM

He can’t do it

His grip relaxes. He doesn’t let you go, but he’s no longer hurting you.

He’s shaking.

You feel… moisture in your hair. Your throat is bruised and bleeding from his claws digging into your skin. You’re wheezing through your crushed airway. Your brain is flooded with adrenaline. Your prey terror hasn’t let up, as the demon who was threatening your life is still holding you, and he’s CLEARLY still unstable. But, maybe crying from guilt is safer than cold determination to murder you…?

At this point, the others rush in. Mammon tears you away from Belphie. Beel is frozen in horrified confusion. Belphie is having a breakdown on the floor.

Diavolo and Barbatos fill everyone in. Belphie can’t even look at you, he feels so awful.

As you both heal, you get closer. You become real friends. You learn what aspects of the Belphie you knew from the attic were lies, and the surprising amount of things that were true. With everyone’s help, Belphie really digs deep and commits to finally unpacking his trauma and his survivor’s guilt and his grief.

Once you trust him enough—and he trusts himself enough—he takes every opportunity to spoil you. He’ll cuddle you whenever you want, he’ll make sure you don’t get any nightmares, he’ll share his food, he’ll even let you wake him up for dumb things without getting mad at you.

______

I didn’t have many ideas for the rest. I had some for Mammon, but nowhere near as many as for these three. I might add the Mammon ideas as a short bonus later, if I have the energy or any more inspiration.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #obey me & reader #obey me fic #obey me writing #obey me platonic headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #request #my writing

[sunnydayroleplay]

Hello dearie!~ I saw some of your posts of our two big boys fighting over MC and I LOVE them!

But it got me thinking.... What about the MC just being so tired from them that they get upset at them and whines about their needs? And they put their differences to the side to help take care of their MC?

Please and Thank You!

Hello~! I'm glad you enjoy them so! I love your idea, let's write it! This mentions: Yelling/Mentions of fighting, our boys getting along for once, and lots of stress.

Each of the boys have their own flaws sure, Joseph is a genuinely sweet guy, with the most fluffiest thick brown hair, and such a deep personal voice with you. Jack is a friendly, comforting soul with the best smile all around town. But it just gets tiring when all they do is have all this mini wars, and you just want them to stop. But this week, is when you really cracked. You were just tired of it all. You came back home from work again, everything went as normal. Dinner was made, you sat down at your dinning room talking about each others day. And boom, Joseph and Jack going at it with their snarky remarks of the other. You slam your fork down, and get up. "Okay! I'm done! I am tired of you two constantly bickering, PLEASE fucking stop! Get it together, I'm tired of coming home from work and the two of you are just at it like piranhas! It's gone to the point where I enjoy being at my work! At least it's quiet!" You yell out, and by the time you're done, you're all out of breath and your face is visibly red. You rush into your bedroom, locking the door behind you as you rush into your bed, screaming into your pillow. Jack and Joseph look at each other in shock. They've never heard you yell before, let alone be this mad. The silence that ensued after gave them time to think about it. All their pointless bickering was just them trying to fight about who's coming out on top, and not you in the end. For the entire weekend you've ignored the both of them, and they could tell that you would continue to ignore them until the boys got their act together. So they did. The deal was "I'll tolerate you and set aside all hatred I may have for you so that our lover can be happy with the both of us, but the moment something happens you're going down." As soon as Monday rolled around, you woke up and saw the two boys trying to make you a secret breakfast in bed for you together. You went back to bed smiling, as they when they finished, Joseph had a the food, and Jack had the tiny table, in which they started to set your morning for you. Joseph gave you a kiss on the nose, Jack kissing your hand. "Good morning!" The two said in unison, giving you their biggest smile, as Jack leaned his arm against Joseph's shoulder, and Joseph giggling softly. They were actually getting along. All for you of course. And maybe because their voices started to hurt after all their yelling. You asked them to crawl into bed next to you, and that they did. Joseph rested his head against your shoulder, while Jack excitedly held your hand. Sure they have their opinions on the other, and will continue to do so, but as long as you're happy, they'll continue to give the bare minimum to the other.

#jacktor #sdj jack #sdj jacktor #sdj joseph #sunny day jack #swwsdj #somethings wrong with sunny day jack

[sassykattery]

The Royal Standard, Pt. 5

Welcome to Part 5. It's been a while since it's been spicy, huh? Well, I hope you enjoy.

CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. *Smut scene: f! receiving oral, f! receiving penetration, rough sex, monster sex, scenting, creampie. Use of feminine centered pet name: princess

Themes: Romance, DiavoloxMC, sex.

Characters: MC="you", Diavolo

Minors and ageless blogs DNI.

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Enjoy.

Once in his room, Diavolo gently kicked the door shut and locked it. Slowly, he carried you to his bed and carefully set you to your feet next to it. He took your head in his hands, kissing you softly. Your hands curled around his wrists, saving the warmth his body offered.

Pulling away from you, he gazed into your eyes lovingly. "My darling..." he purred. "Or rather, I guess I should call you my little princess," he mused. You lowered your lids, looking at him through your eyelashes. "Would you like that?" he asked softly. You nodded with a lustful grin, and he mirrored it back.

His hands began to roam your body, as did yours. He hummed in amusement, and you cocked an eyebrow with a silent question.

"I don't believe I told you how much I enjoy this dress you picked out. You have such good tastes," he praised. He leaned in closer, "I do think it would look much better on my floor, though," he whispered.

Obediently, you turned, and he began to unzip it, and peeled it off of you like you were a present being unwrapped. He took the pins out of your hair to let it cascade back down. His nimble hands worked to unhook your bra and toss it aside. Warm fingers brushed your hips as he tugged down your panties. Stepping out of everything, including your shoes, Diavolo kicked it all aside and looked you over.

Looking up over your shoulder, you asked, "Better?"

"Mm," he mumbled in reply, kissing the side of your neck, and working up to your ear. He gently nibbled on the lobe, causing you to whimper out the tiniest moan.

Fully turning back around to face him, your small hands worked to remove his suit jacket, shirt, everything else he had on, so that he was as fully naked as you.

Feeling cheeky, you wrapped your arms around his neck and jumped up, and his reflexes allowed him to catch your thighs to hold you up off the floor, held against him. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his hips. He grinned at how cute you were and peppered your face with kisses. Carefully, he knelt down at the head of the bed and slid into it, with his back resting against the headboard. You folded your legs underneath yourself and now straddled his lap.

"MC, I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am," he stated. He brushed your hair back and grazed his knuckles against your cheek.

"I hope I continue to make you happy, Diavolo," you replied, "for a very, very long time."

"I don't doubt that you will. I just hope I can do right by you and deliver the same care and dedication you give to me every day."

A half-smirk crossed your lips, "I will certainly let you know if you start slacking off."

"There's not a doubt in my mind that you will," he replied playfully.

Relaxing into his arms, you asked, "So, as queen, what will my duties entail?"

"I'm mildly shocked but mostly amused that you're asking that now, after you've already said yes," Diavolo replied. You shrugged and waited for him to continue. "Well, you'll have to join me on trips involving our diplomatic duties, arrange social events, manage finances, there's the paperwork too–"

"You mean I actually have to do work?" you said, using your acting skills to sound genuinely shocked at the news.

"Darling, I imagine you realize that after watching what I do all day you wouldn't just get to sit around–" he stopped when he saw that shit-eating grin on your face. "Ah, I see, you're messing with me?" You nodded. "Hmph," he mumbled, furrowing his brows.

"My love, I'm sorry, I don't want you to think I won't take this seriously," you said with a slight giggle. "I just want to tease you a bit. But I am curious, how will I learn to do all of that?"

"Ah, luckily for you, between Barbatos, Lucifer, and myself, you'll have plenty of help," he answered.

That grin came back, "And here I was, thinking that I would spend my days here in our rooms with my king's face buried between my thighs," you said with a lustful sigh.

Diavolo's cheeks were tinged with pink, but his eyes flickered to something darker. "There will be plenty of time for that too," he said in a low voice. He pulled your chin towards himself, grazing your lips with his, but only to bypass them in favor of bringing his lips to your ear, "Like right now," he murmured.

*Before you could register, he pushed you off his lap and sent you onto your back, climbing up your body to kiss you ravenously before sinking back down again to kiss your thighs. You gasped as he found the innermost part of one thigh and grazed his teeth there. He spread your legs out and put your thighs over his shoulders, settling into his position.

He pulled away from your plushness and looked up at you. "This is what you wanted, yes?" You simply nodded eagerly, and he went back to his ministrations. He loved squeezing, groping, and squishing your thighs, all while teasing both of you because your aching core was just right there, but left untouched. Hickies were left all across your skin, and finally you'd had enough.

"Please," you whined, gripping the sheets.

Diavolo looked up at you, "Please what?" he teased.

"I-I need..." you whined out again. "Please, it aches, I need you."

Not being able to say no to you, he dove right into your sweet center and enthusiastically swirled his tongue over your clit, relieving the pressure you felt, forcing you to cry out a satisfied moan. It was music to his ears, and he was going to draw out your score for as long as he could. Feeling you relax into the pleasure, he sent his tongue down to prod your entrance, causing you to tense up, waiting for the intrusion. The warmth that radiated from his tongue as it slid into you was intoxicating, as was the feeling of it lapping you up.

He knew just how to ignite your roaring inferno, causing you to moan out your appreciation for his movements, egging him on for more until you could hit that sweet release. His own moans vibrated against your core, only further adding to your pleasure. All at once, you came crashing down into a fitful orgasm, your thighs to squeeze your lover's head in place as he greedily licked up your cum. The only thing to escape your lips was "Dia" over and over, like a prayer.

With a content sigh, you released the hold your thighs had on Diavolo and relaxed. He put your thighs back down on the bed and crawled his way back up to you with a smirk.

"Was that what you had in mind, my princess?" he purred. Hearing him call you that stirred something in you, making your heart flutter just a bit. With a satisfied smile, you nodded. He leaned down to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his lips.

You then wrapped your legs around his hips and looped your arms around his neck. Getting the hint, Diavolo sank down and lined himself up with you to slide his cock right into your soaking core. He buried his face in your neck when he felt how wet you were, and he groaned.

He muttered near your ear, "I've been wanting you like this all day, baby. It was so hard to hold back from you."

"Mm, why did you?" you moaned back as he thrusted into you.

"I wanted to wait until it was a more special time," he replied. After nibbling on your neck, he continued, "I have a hard time resisting you, my love. I find it difficult to tell you no. I want to give you everything I have, including myself."

His words made your heart melt, and you pulled on him to bring him closer. There wasn't a whole lot you could say in that moment, except, "I can't wait to be your queen, Diavolo," with a breathy moan. Your words turned him on as he grunted into your neck, licking and biting your tender flesh. His thrusts never got harder or rougher, he was enjoying this pace with you and didn't want to rush it. Your senses were made alight when his scent infiltrated them, causing your mind to liquify with only thoughts of him.

"My queen..." he murmured possessively. His hands gripped the bed sheets tightly as his own hold on reality was melting.

Feeding into his nature, you murmured in his ear, "I'm yours, Diavolo, take me. Let everyone know who I belong to." You could feel his body heating up from your words, and his arms wrapped under your back to hold you in place as his barrage of thrusts continued.

"MC," he warned, "you're driving me out of control," he muttered.

Oh, but for some reason, that's what you wanted.

You were close, and you wanted him to cum with you, so in a sultry voice, you moaned out to him, "Make me yours, Diavolo. Make me only know your name, your body, your cock. Break me and make me your slut."

A growl that could only be described as demonic escaped Diavolo's throat as he completely stopped moving.

Internally he fought with himself. He denied his nature all day long, and now his lover was calling for him to unleash it all, and he desperately wanted to, but he was afraid of going too far. But then your voice rang out again, dripping with the magic of your vanity and prowess, like a sweet, seductive siren:

"Do it, Diavolo. Show me who you really are."

Slowly, he sat up to his knees and you saw him in his demon form, as you were in yours. However, in his eyes was a sinister evil you had never seen before, but you weren't afraid of it; oh no, it was powerful and seductive to you. And when he looked in your eyes, Diavolo could only see the object of all his desires, the very person he wanted to keep locked away just for himself; his whole word held in your midnight and magenta orbs.

With a speed you didn't know he possessed, his arms went under your thighs to push your knees into your chest, and he pushed his torso into your legs to keep them there, and his hands captured yours to keep them pinned to either side of your head. With hard and fast thrusts, his cock bullied your slick cunt, and those sweet moans of yours were now just mindless babbles and screams of unbridled pleasure. The force of his hips barreling into yours even made the bed groan, and the headboard continuously slammed into the wall behind it. Your fingers dug into his hands as you held on for dear life.

He sunk down lower, forcing your knees further into you, and whispered with a fiery intensity, "No one can have you now." His grip became meaner on your hands, and though you thought that his current barrage of thrusts was rough, he dialed up the intensity and slammed his hips into you with such a force, you heard something beneath you snap, and the bed dropped to the floor. You gasped but he just kept going, as if nothing but who was writhing underneath him mattered.

His wings fluttered behind him, only aiding in increasing the amount of force he used to fuck you, driving his cock in as deep as he could go. Every part of your cunt was filled to the absolute brim, with your gummy walls still clamped around his member to keep the powerful pleasure coming.

The pleasure you were experiencing quickly turned to overstimulation as he punished your g-spot relentlessly, and it was getting harder to focus on anything. You were quite literally being fucked stupid, and it felt so good, but you were completely out of control here. Your voice was going hoarse at this point from the wails and cries you emitted, and all of this only spurred your lover on more to keep going at his rapid-fire pace, even as you at one point squirted all over his cock, he didn't let up from you. The orgasms you had were continuous, eventually turning you into his little ragdoll as you couldn't keep up with him, and unfortunately for you this went on for another hour before he seemed anywhere close.

"D-Dia- I... I can't-" you tried to say with a broken voice. You were on the verge of passing out, and though your stamina was much higher as a demon yourself, you seemed to be no match for him.

But this seemed to be what pushed him over the edge, as he gave your bullied pussy a few more erratic thrusts, a low groan, and finally fully sank his cock into you, with rope after rope of cum spurting out for what seemed like an eternity.

His head was hung, and you watched his chest heave as he came down from his high. With him pulling away from your legs, you were able to drop them down with a soft plop on the mattress. He withdrew himself from you and the last things you remember as your eyes fluttered shut was him pulling your lifeless frame into his embrace.

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[poisonouswritings]

AAAAAAH I SAW THE ELOWEN REPLY IM JUST-😳😳😳 FKSJRKWJDKS her.

Ok so hear me out once again:

So technically, The main 3 never had a chance to interrogate Elowen properly abt why she switched sides other than her saying "I don't wanna get played by LoS so I'm joining yall for now"

So Felix comes up with this idea: to brew a truth potion, add it to her morning coffee and just ask random questions throughout the day in their usual conversations. Anisa is reluctant about it while Sage is on board because even in Fathom Elowen seems not participate in a lot of conversations and just sit there and listen. So the boys manage to convince Anisa too. After the truth potion is slipped into Elowen drink however,

1) Elowen starts to tell every mean thing that passes in her head, unfiltered asf. Makes Sage roasted ham

"Idk who let you be a member of the Starsworn bc the way you live makes you look like the comedic relief side character in a play who is lowkey depressed."

"Go wash yourself dipshit you look like a mop used to wipe the floor" (mean asf dont judge me-)

2) Flirts with MC as if it's the most casual thing, MC is shocked bc they had guessed Elowen had a reason to be nice to them(She does actually, she only treats you the way you treat her)

"Nice ass" "Who tf said that-" "Me. Nice ass. Appreciate yourself more you idiot look in the mirror or something, you're hot."

"Marry me." "Elowen-" "Do it so I can piss this useless fleabag off."

3) Slander them for how disorganized the main 3 are in their plans with only backup plan. Mentions Lucan sometimes. Gets sentimental

"You cannot organize knights when you cant even organize your room. Clean that up Anisa I can smell spaghetti."

"Lucan used to get paranoid over plans. Have backups is all I have to say. Consider every outcome, and you will be foolproof. "

From that day on everyone swore to never use that option on Elowen again.

:)))

No but that's so funny I fucking love her,,

I feel like Elowen makes it a habit to learn about the people she works with so that if they ever turn on her she'll have the upper hand. That means studying them. She keeps the info to herself but once she's had the truth potion??

Felix is flipping through some books trying to do research and he keeps pacing around the study and Elowen just pokes her head and goes 'your favorite quill is in Stella's pile of toys under the stuffed bear' and! Felix fucking finds it!! Right there!!! And he's finally able to get back to his work because he now has That One Focus Object and he doesn't even think to ask Elowen how she knew it was there

Anisa is scatterbrained and trying to find her knife because she's running late for a Sunstone meeting and Elowen, without looking up from her coffe, goes 'left boot inner ankle' and Anisa checks and finds it there and is just like,, Oh! Thank You Elowen! Why do you know that tho and Elowen just sips her drink and doesn't respond.

Sage is making Felix coffee and Elowen, leaning against the counter, goes 'he says he wants two sugars but really he wants three and a half' and Sage is just glaring at her because Why Does She Know That

She! Makes! Everyone!! Make!! A!!! Backup Plan!!!

Sage starts to argue about some aspect of it and El just flicks his forehead and is like 'I do not have the time or crayons necessary to explain this to you' and Sage is just Pissed

That being said I think the main person she targets with her insults is Sage for obvious reasons

'You remain an excellent reminder for why abortion should be legal' but is that an insult saying he never should have been born or that his illegitimate children would be fucking everywhere were it not for abortion? I don't know! I think they're both hilarious!

She totally is flirting with you just to piss off Sage. But I think there's a little something genuine in there too. Maybe a hint of admiration that you've (apparently) managed to tame the Red Wraith. Or maybe she's just impressed that you haven't killed him already for being annoying.

More than that though, remember when Sage said that you remind him of Lucan? That you two would like each other? I think Elowen sees that too. And if you ask her about it, she'll admit it.

She literally just locks Anisa, Felix, and Sage in Anisa's apartment and orders them to clean it and then just takes you on a date kidnaps you.

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #elowen de bhaldraithe #sage lesath #anisa anka #felix escellun #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

[the-biggest-simp-in-the-land]

Dear Writer-

Sorry for bothering, how are you? Are you good? I hope you feeling Good and Healthy 👍 if you don't mind I want to Request Obeyme Hc for brothers I'm okay if you turn it to Fic if you want. What if MC is not Lilith's descendant, but MC's best friend is Lilith's Reincarnation. MC is taking The Brothers for a Vacation in the human world and introducing them to their friends and family, MC somehow Found out that Their best friend is Lilith's Reincarnation and plans to make a surprise reunion for The brothers, even though Lilith doesn't remember them but she is familiar with The brothers' faces and try to get to know them, how will the brothers React?

That's all I want to Request, don't force your self!

From, Dear Anon

This request was actually pretty interesting to do, mainly because I had to figure out how would belphie not hate you/ killing you the second time AND how the fuck they know that the their BFF is Lilith.

So I'm going with this:

warnings: angst

Well first we'll say that the worry of the brothers of a random human, who was kind enough to help him even not knowing him well and after some thinking and talking to you, all the while you were nice and civil to him, made the avatar of sloth feel regret.

And Lilith's thing, the avatar of sin will recognize her appearance and soul.

I do think that some characters would have kinda ooc reactions, sorry about that.

In this case I'm supposing that the Reincarnation of Lilith is female. Any Pronouns I'm using for the reader are gender neutral. (It's a little bit hard for me to write in ti, as my native language doesn't have non-binary pronouns)Each of the characters will have a scene of you comforting them.

To the hcs

When the brothers came to the human realm they were extremely excited to see  Mc, didn't expect that their favorite human had a small surprise for them. 

When they arrived they saw someone that had not only their sister appearance, but a similar soul, voice mannerisms, everything was just like her.

Probably would try to keep his composer, he will excuse himself, he finally can see his little sister again, but she doesn't remember him, he will be grateful, happy and at the same time sad, after seeing that he went outside the house/apartment to get some fresh air, it was soul crushing to see her. All the pain he buried was finally resurfacing.

Lucifer 

Lucifer had left the room, you notice that immediately and when after him, with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

When chasing him around the hose. When you found him in your room, he look like he was crying, it looked like he was finally letting go of the façade, letting out small teams, that even he didn't know if it was of sadness or joy. Well that was until he noticed you, he tried to wipe out his tears and fake that he was ok.

You gave him a worried look, like you wanted him to let it all out, finally telling you what was wrong.

He told you everything about how your best friend looks just like his sister, how it hurted him that he knew it was her, but she wouldn't remember him, and he couldn't let the others see him break because, at least he felt like, the stone that kept everyone grounded, metaphorically and maybe literally. He felt guilt of what happened, he blamed himself for dragging everyone into this and when he was done he felt like he was new, he felt better.

"Thank you Mc, for listening to me."

 He was in shock, he could not move, it was like someone casted a spell on him and he mostly didn't know what to do. Seeing his sister there was something that genuinely made him happy and soft on the inside.

Mammon

Tears would fall from his eyes but he would not approach her. He knew if he tried that she wouldn't recognize him, he would only be more hurt.

You notice Mammons tears and you try yo call him down.

Mamms, are you OK?

"No, Mc I'm not, but thanks for worrying about me. I'm happy to see Lilith again."

"Is she…" Mammon interrupted you. "Yeah, probably, she looks just like her, in every single way, even her soul is the same."

You put your hand on his shoulder.

"I'll be ok." For the first time his thundered behavior falls and he shows his true feelings by hugging you and letting everything out.

He would freeze. Not move a mussels. He was scared, he didn't know how to react, please help him, he is trying to not cry in front of you, but if you try to talk to him, he becomes a mess. All those memories, the pain, why he was a demon, he used to hate it, now he is indifferent, but those old feelings of self-hatred comes back, he felt guilt for being like that, for losing Lilith,but something had also come back, his love for his little sister.

Levi.

Even if you didn't know what was wrong there was something wrong with everyone. Especially Levi, you told him your best friend was an Otaku and he was very much excited to meet her, but now? He is just there frozen and you don't know why, you can hear him mumbling how that's not fair.

"Hey, Levi?"

He continues to mumble.

"Are you ok?" You say knowing he wasn't, while you touched him.

"It 's her…" he said.

"Did she do something wrong?"

"She is Lilith."

Shocked, even though you didn't know what to say you tried.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"Yes please."

You calm him down and let him explain it to you, he is calmer even tho he is crying.

He is the calmest of the bunch, not knowing Lilith was kinda strange because of his brothers. He felt excluded, alone and like when you have missing pieces to a puzzle. 

Satan

So he didn't feel anything about her, didn't know her appearance, her soul, nothing about her was known to him. 

He just knew it was her because of the reactions of his brothers, he just can assume it's something related to her, as she is their soft spot.

Because of his calmness you would not approach him and he would not approach you.

He would stay away from her, not in a bad way, he knew she wouldn't remember him, it hurts, but when she calls him pretty he almost breaks. He doesn't wanna cry that way. It's a sweet moment, one would think he has low self-esteem by the way he reacted, as he hugged her and said thank you, almost in a crying voice.

Asmo

If you approach him first, he would explain in a non-hysterical manner, really strange for him, you would expect him to cry, but he is dealing with this pretty well.

"I'm just happy to see her again."

He says softly.

Those two are together because it would be something they would do together.

Belphie and Beel

They would hug her, and cry. So, so happy to see her.

Beel would whisper little sorry to her and Belphie would just cry hugging her.

They don't care if she doesn't remember them, they are so happy to see her. Even though they are crying they would ask about her love, wanting to reconnect with her, it's really similar from when they were angels, same interests, unless the new ones, like her obsession with video game characters, not on a Levi level, but still.

You don't interrupt the moment.

#obey me #fluff #light angst #Angst

[cyanbutnotquite]

girl help i fell into the mcyt hole

#i wanna draw .. dream’s design #let me tell you the genuine shock i had when I saw his actual mc skin #bc heres the thing: this al began bc i saw a really cool animatic of wilbur blowing up everything #and then that led me to sad-ist’s animatics #which everyone should watch bc they are simply amazing #and anyway i saw that really cool dream design w the mask and the hoodie and all #and then i finally saw a video of his and his skin is just. it’s just. #it’s just. a blob #im really into the designs this fandom makes #technoblade’s is also really cool!! I like both the pig and the human versions #anyway the point is that i wanna draw it

[obeymeoasis]

Demon Bros React: MC Defends Them From Nasty Remarks

Warnings: Explicit language, MC being mildly violent (throwing/kicking things).

Lucifer

Lucifer had just finished some paperwork for Diavolo and was on his way to R.A.D to deliver it.

In the hallway he could hear two demons talking and laughing. As he got closer he heard them say "Lucifer" and instinctively ducked into a nearby alcove.

"Lucifer's such an asshole." "I know, right? He acts like he's so much better than the rest of us when really, he just has a huge stick up his ass. It's no wonder he doesn't have any friends. Even his own brothers don't like him!" "He'll probably spend the rest of his life being Diavolo’s little bitch."

He would be lying if the comments didn't make him angry. But it was far from the worst thing he had heard about himself and would definitely not be the last time someone spoke ill of him.

With a weary sigh, Lucifer turned toward the south entrance where he could walk in order to avoid the demons. He could have strode past and glared at them menacingly. He could have made them grovel on their knees. But he was honestly exhausted and looked forward to this day being over as soon as possible. Plus, it would reflect poorly on Lord Diavolo if he started a fight with some lesser demons over this.

Suddenly, the chatter of the demons was interrupted by a loud thumping sound followed by the sound of one of the demons screeching in pain.

Lucifer quickly turned around to see- Oh no. You were standing in front of the demons, rage clear on your face. The demon who had yelled in pain was crouched on the ground holding his bruised shoulder. A History of the Devildom textbook was open on the ground, pages crumpled.

Did you... did you just throw a textbook at a demon?

Before he could even move, he heard your angry voice. "Listen here you fuckers. How dare you talk about Lucifer like that. He's one of the kindest, most intelligent, most thoughtful beings I've ever met. And you have no right to speak of him like that! I love him!"

Lucifer's heart burst at your declaration, his cheeks warming in pleasure. The two demons however, who had been gaping at you in shock, were now beginning to look murderous. The injured one stood up and slowly inched toward you, a vicious grin on his face. "Oh, is that so? And what the hell is a weak human like you going to do about it?"

You opened your mouth to speak but before you could say anything, Lucifer picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. "Love, I appreciate how you stood up for me. There's not many people who have done so for me before. But any more would cause trouble. And also, please don't throw textbooks at others, no matter how much you think they deserve it."

With a smug smile on his face, Lucifer began to walk toward the dorms. You, however, were struggling to turn your head around, still yelling and pointing angrily at the demons. "This isn't over! Sleep with your eyes wide open! You'll be hearing from my lawyer!"

He really did love you.

Mammon

Mammon was at the casino on a Monday night. It was lively as always, crowds of people playing group games and others drinking and mingling.

But for some reason, Mammon felt like being alone. He was in one of the more quiet corners, playing the slot machines.

He honestly should have been back at the dorms doing his homework. He was here because he felt like he had to, but his heart wasn't really in it. Mammon thought about packing it up early and texting you to see if you wanted to hang out.

The sudden sound of glass shattering broke through his thoughts. There was some sort of commotion going on and Mammon could hear angry yelling and cursing, some kind of argument.

Like many of the other customers, Mammon drifted toward the noise wanting to see what had happened. His heart sank when he saw you in the middle of the crowd, still in your R.A.D uniform, arguing with an older demon who Mammon recognized as a regular. They had played some games together before that always ended in angry accusations. The remains of a drinking glass lay shattered on the floor.

Mammon quickly rushed to your side. "MC, what the hell are you doing here?! What happened?" Up close he could see how livid you looked, you were trembling with fury.

The older demon opened his mouth while gesturing at his ruined clothes. "This bitch threw a drink at me! I should have them arrested! Do you know how much this tuxedo costs?" Ignoring him, you turned to face Mammon.

"Mams, Lucifer told me to check up on you and you weren't answering my calls. So I decided to come in person to make sure you were okay. But then I heard this asshole saying terrible things about you to his friends, calling you a liar and a cheater and all kinds of horrible names that you're not!"

Mammon was shocked to see you were struggling to fight off your tears, your lower lip quivering. "I know how caring and genuine and loving you are and I couldn't stand by while he said those things about you! None of it’s true!"

Overcome with emotion Mammon embraced you fiercely, shielding you from the other demon. "Oh, babe. Ya really are a special one.” Mammon gently stroked your hair and whispered in your ear. “I don't care about what he said, but thanks for sticking up for me. I love ya so much."

"Now let's make a run for it so that demon doesn't kill us."

Leviathan

Levi was slowly getting used to being in a relationship with you in public. At first, interactions were limited to the privacy of his room: cuddling and watching movies, gaming together, reading manga together. But now he looked forward to waiting for you after classes and walking home with you while holding hands.

His face got really red and he had a hard time making eye contact with you but still, he thought it was an improvement.

Right now he was waiting for you outside your classroom, scrolling through his D.D.D to kill time. Suddenly, he heard someone call your name.

“MC, you’re dating Levi right?” At the sound of his name he peeked in the window to see you cornered by three demons. He saw you nod. 

The demons began to barrage you with questions. “Why are you with a loser like that? Doesn’t he like never leave his room?” “He’s honestly the ugliest out of his family. I don’t believe that Levi and Asmo are related.” “You don’t actually find him attractive, do you?” “Are you with him ‘cause he’s like the easiest to control?” 

Each word felt like someone was piercing his heart. These were all things that he had thought or wondered himself, days when the darkness seemed to win over his mind. But to have them spoken out loud, especially in front of you, it was unbearable. It was as if his lowest and most shameful thoughts were being justified.

He was afraid to hear what your answers would be. Biting his lower lip, Levi turned to head home by himself but flinched at the loud sound of something slamming into the wall. He peeked inside the window again and saw you standing there, furious, your hands clenched into fists. You had apparently kicked one of the desks into the wall, black scuff marks clearly visible against the white paint.

“Alright, listen here you despicable fucks because I’m only going to say this once. My relationship with Levi is private, meaning all of your questions can be answered with ‘none of your damn business’. But since you’ve gone out of your way to waste my time, I’ll let you know this: Leviathan is more beautiful, inside and out, than any of you will ever be in your entire miserable lives. I honestly don’t think you deserve to breathe the same air as him and I hope Levi summons Lotan to devour the three of you."

Levi’s jaw was on the floor. He had never heard you speak that way. He had never had someone defend him so fiercely. His thoughts were interrupted by the classroom door suddenly slamming open as you walked out."

“Oh Levi, tell me you didn’t hear anything just now.” Your eyes were wide and you looked at him nervously.

Levi grabbed your hand and held it tight between two of his own. “I did, but it’s alright. Thanks for what you said.”

“Anything for my Lord of Shadows.”

Satan

Satan was heading to the library, your usual after-school spot. Some days you two spent hours there doing homework, reading, or just chatting quietly about your day before heading to dinner.

As he approached the table he saw you sitting down with a stranger seated opposite you. Leaning closer he was relieved to see it was a classmate you were friendly with, someone he knew you hung out with occasionally.

Satan was about to say hello when he stopped at the mention of his name. "MC, are you sure it's wise to be this involved with Satan?"

He quickly ducked behind a nearby bookshelf. Satan usually wasn't one to eavesdrop like this but the question concerned him.

"MC, I'm asking you for your sake. Satan is dangerous. He's violent and cruel. There are rumors about him beating up other demons and doing horrible things to them. What if he tries to hurt you too?"

Satan flinched. Sure his wrath had led him to do some destructive things before, but it was never without reason. Is this how you saw him as well? His thoughts began to spiral. What if you grew scared of him? Of his wrath? What if you flinched at his touch? That would hurt more than any of the rumors that swirled about him. 

Satan saw you take a deep breath before speaking. "Well, I appreciate you talking to me about this. I know you meant the best and were just thinking about me. But I promise you, you have nothing to be worried about. Satan would never hurt me."

He saw your friend shake their head, exasperated. "But you don't know that! What if one day he can't control himself and has an outburst or something?"

You replied carefully. "Satan is gentle. Incredibly so. He always treats me with nothing but respect and kindness. And Satan's not some kind of monster. He knows how to control himself and his powers. I love him. I really do. And until he decides to stop loving me, I want to be by his side."

He saw your friend huff irritably and get up to walk away. "Suit yourself, MC. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Satan took this as his cue to walk over. Your eyes brightened at the sight of him and you started to ask him about his day, acting as if nothing had happened. Satan played along for a bit, but then reached across the table for your hand and began playing with your fingers.

His hand was shaking. "I'll never stop loving you, you know. For as long as I live you're the only one for me. I love you, MC."

Asmodeus

Asmo was thrilled when you said you wanted to go dancing with him because he was usually the one pestering you to do things. He was having so much fun with you tonight, twirling you around on the dance floor and marveling how beautiful you looked under the shimmering lights of the club.

He was beginning to feel a bit hot, however, and excused himself to the bathroom, making sure you were safe on of the couches with a bottle of water in your hand.

Asmo had just finished touching up his makeup and adjusting his outfit when he heard two demons near the entrance of the bathroom gossiping loudly about him.

“Did you see what he was wearing tonight? He might as well have come naked instead of wearing those scraps of fabric he thinks counts as an outfit.” “My friend slept with Asmo once. She said he’s super easy, he’s willing to pretty much sleep with anyone.” “I bet him and that human won’t last another week. Once he’s done with them he’ll trash ‘em and move on to the next one, like he always does.”

Being the Avatar of Lust meant that Asmo had heard these kinds of comments before, whispered in the hallways at R.A.D or the dark hallways of nightclubs. It never really got easier listening to them though, and he realized he was biting down hard on his lower lip, his nails digging into his palm. 

Asmo contemplated what to do. He didn’t want to keep you waiting by yourself outside but he also didn’t want to run into the demons talking about him. Their comments affected him more than he thought they would. Maybe it was because you were involved. He wouldn’t do that to you. You knew that right? He would never treat you like a plaything.

Taking a deep breath and steeling his nerves Asmo schooled his face into an expression of careless indifference. He took a step outside, ready to greet his "fans", but was surprised to see that you had gotten there first.

And what a sight you were. Despite being much shorter than the two demons, it seemed you were the least bit intimidated. Your glare was ice cold as you gestured wildly at the two of them, and moving closer Asmo realized you were screaming.

"How fucking dare you say such vile things? You don't know the first thing about Asmo. You're really going to shame someone for what they wear?! For what they do in the privacy of their bedroom?!"

You pointed angrily at the demons, who seemed too stunned to move or say anything. "People like you make me fucking sick. You're despicable! Talking as if you're so high and mighty when all you do is judge others! How dare you? You cowards!"

Asmo could see you were getting more and more enraged and your hands were beginning to tremble. He leapt forward to stand between you and the demons and put his hands gently on your shoulders. Once he saw that you were okay, he gave you a passionate kiss, his mouth hot and needy against yours.

You kissed him back for a moment but moved away to hiss, "Karens, Asmo! Karens in the fucking Devildom, who would have thought?!"

"I know, darling. Let's head home. We can have a nice, relaxing bubble bath together."

Beelzebub

Beel was looking through the menu, deciding between a couple of his favorite dishes. It was your one year anniversary and despite his insistent protests, you had remained firm in your decision to pay for that night’s meal. Ever since you and Beel began dating, he pretty much always paid for your meals together because of how much he ate. But tonight, you wanted to be the one to treat him for once.

Beel knew you had secretly been saving up Grimm and he’d feel so guilty if you spent it all on him. Which was why he was trying to decide between a couple of different things, when normally he would have ordered everything on the page.

“Babe, please order whatever you want. I can practically see the thoughts turning in your head. I told you that I wanted to pay for tonight and I’m going to keep that promise. I want this to be a special night for us, so don’t worry about it.” Before he could protest, you called the waiter over.

Beel sighed and knew there was no changing your mind on this. You were incredibly stubborn when you wanted to be. He rattled off his usual order as the waiter frantically scribbled down notes, struggling to keep up. Once finished, Beel handed over the menus and smiled at how cute you looked, a mixture of pride and smugness on your face.

But your expression soon turned sour as you heard the conversation from a couple sitting a few tables over. Their voices were intentionally loud and they kept sneaking glances at your table as if to watch your reactions.

“Oh my lord, honey did you see how much food that guy just ordered? What an absolute pig!” “I saw, darling. I honestly pity his date right now, they must be soooo embarrassed.” “Is there anyone who wouldn’t be ashamed to be seen in public with such a selfish glutton?”

Beel’s heart felt like it had sunk. Embarrassed? Was MC embarrassed to be seen with him? Panicking, Beel thought back to all of the dates he’d had with MC so far. He realized that they ate out a good majority of the time they hung out, with Beel eating his normal enormous portions each time. Oh no, what had he done?

Head bowed, Beel slowly looked up at you, afraid to see what kind of expression you were making. But to his surprise, you didn’t look embarrassed or ashamed at all. You looked like you were going to murder someone.

He watched as you cleared your throat and then began speaking even more loudly than the couple had been. “OH BEEL, MY HANDSOME, KIND, LOVING, STRONG, SEXY, TALENTED BOYFRIEND. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! YOU’RE HONESTLY SO AMAZING AND ONE OF THE QUALITIES I LOVE ABOUT YOU MOST IS THAT YOU’RE NOT A JUDGMENTAL ASSHOLE WHO MAKES RUDE INAPPROPRIATE COMMENTS TO STRANGERS ABOUT THINGS THAT ARE NONE OF THEIR DAMN BUSINESS!” 

Beel felt his lips inch into a smile and he flushed with amusement and happiness. But you weren’t finished just yet. “EXCUSE ME WAITER?” 

Your waiter practically ran to the table and looked between you two nervously, then at the couple glaring daggers in your direction. “COULD YOU PLEASE BRING US ANOTHER MENU? MY BOYFRIEND WASN’T FINISHED WITH ORDERING WHAT HE WANTS. OH BEEL, I LOVE HOW MUCH YOU EAT. HOW COULD SOMEONE BE EMBARRASSED OF A WONDERFUL GUY LIKE YOU?”

Beel took the menu and began listing some more foods at random, not really paying attention. He was too busy thinking about how much he loved you, how nobody aside from Belphie had ever stood up for him like that, had protected him like that. His cheeks felt like they were about to split from how much he was smiling.

When the waiter finally left, looking frazzled, Beel made his way over to your side of the table. He knelt down and nuzzled into your neck before giving you a tender kiss on your forehead. “MC, you’re amazing.”

Belphegor

Belphie had to admit, the gardens were a pretty nice place for a nap. Earlier in the day you had practically dragged him outside claiming that you were bored of sleeping in his room. As if that was even possible.

At first he was pretty annoyed that you were making him get up and move around. But the newly washed picnic blanket, the cool breeze rustling through the trees, and the light smell of flowers in the air all contributed to a very nice environment for a nap.

Belphie rested his head on your lap, already feeling his eyelids growing heavier. Your fingers gently combed through his hair, lightly scratching against his scalp, and he practically purred.

He guessed he had been asleep for about ten minutes when he awoke to the sound of your voice and something prodding against his knee.

Irritated at the disturbance, Belphie looked up to see two R.A.D students he recognized for always causing trouble. He looked over to see you scowling and guessed you had been telling them to leave so they wouldn't wake him up.

One of the students leered down, blocking out the light, and used the tip of his foot to poke Belphie's knee again. "Well the two of you make an odd fucking pair, huh?” He sneered, “Personally, I don’t date people who have MURDERED me in the past but what do I know? Love works in all kinds of mysterious ways.” You flinched as if someone had slapped you and Belphie growled, his hands curling into fists.

The other student leaned down to clap Belphie on the shoulder. “I gotta admit I didn’t know you had it in you, chief! I always thought you were...” He gave Belphie a once-over before adding “Well, everyone thinks you’re a bit fucking useless, eh? But I’m glad to see you’re capable of something.”

Belphie opened his mouth to reply venomously but was interrupted by the most horrifying sound coming from your mouth. It sounded like a combination of wailing and screeching as fat tears rolled down your cheeks. It was difficult to hear what exactly you were saying because of how hard you were crying, but Belphie could make out “How could you say that?!” and “Leave him alone!” among the screams. 

The two students had their hands over their ears, their faces twisted into grimaces of pain. One shouted, “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Worried, Belphie put a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to calm you down but you shrugged it off, continuing to cry and wail. Pretty soon other students began gathering around you, whispering amongst themselves and looking to see what all the noise and commotion was about. It was difficult to ignore you when you kept yelling things like “You’re horrible! Horrible! Leave us alone!” 

The two instigators looked at each other for a brief moment before deciding to run off, not wanting to get involved any further. And as soon as they left, it was like a switch had been turned off. You stopped crying and screaming immediately. If he hadn’t been there from the beginning, Belphie never would have guessed that you had been crying. Your face was perfectly calm and you sat relaxed with your hands folded, the picture of innocence.

“Belphie, don’t worry about what those two idiots said. We’ve talked about it enough and we’ve both worked it out, haven’t we? And you’re not useless. You know how much I love you and care about you. You mean so much to me.” 

Belphie leaned over to take your hand in his trembling one. He reached down to brush a stray leaf out of your hair before whispering, “MC, you’re fucking terrifying sometimes. I love you.”

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[astaroth1357]

Brothers Accidentally Make the MC Cry

Hello, this is the obligatory italics blurb that I have to put under my titles or else things look weird and it bothers me. Don’t mind the blurb. The blurb is a friend. (Though I could start writing pieces of a little story up here just to see if anyone even reads them… Hm…. Ideas, ideas...)

Warning: Angsty

Lucifer 

If he were being honest, he’d say that a part of him had always feared this would happen...

Lucifer likes to tell himself that he’s invincible, but everyday stresses can get to him just like anybody else. And like other people, he may not always act his best when he’s dealing with a full plate…

The MC hadn’t meant to make his day harder when they told him that they accidentally broke a lamp. It was a genuine accident! But Lucifer was still dealing with the fallout from another one of Mammon’s failed schemes, Satan had cursed all of his ties again, and Beel had eaten every scrap of food in the House… for the second time that week...

In comparison to everything else, a broken lamp was quite minor, but for Lucifer it was just the last straw and, for just a moment, he lost control…

His palm slamming against his desk hard enough to snap its legs and send it crashing to the ground. He scarcely knew what kind of look he had on his face, but whatever it was, he had made his human jump back in shock...

Really, it was silly for them to assume that he had gotten that upset over a lamp, but he saw tears starting to gather in their eyes all the same as they stammered out a quiet apology… 

It felt like an ice spike to the heart. Damn his temper… He really ought to have been more careful with them after… well, everything he’d done before…

He was quick to go over to them, catching their face with his hand and giving them the most sincere apology he could muster while wiping away their tears… Overreactions aren’t becoming of him and he hated to cause them pain… 

He, of course, took care of the lamp himself as penance and on the surface that seemed to be it (but to anyone paying attention, he had softened up on the MC considerably for at least a week. They probably could have sworn in front of Diavolo and he’d let it slide, he felt that bad about it...)

“I’m sorry, MC, I shouldn't have reacted like that… You haven’t done anything wrong, I promise… Please, there’s no need to cry…”

Mammon

Oh? What's that? His heart is now in a million pieces now...? Well, that seems fair…

He and the MC were out on one of his gambling nights and he was actually on a killer winning streak for once! Jackpots around every corner, he was rolling in it!

The MC had tried to convince him to just throw in the towel early, take his winnings while he had them and bail, but he wasn’t hearing any of it.

In hindsight, their insistence must have really shown how much the MC cared about him and wanted him to keep his earnings... but in the heat of the moment all he saw was someone trying to spoil his one night of fun.

To be fair to Mammon, it’s rather rare for him to lose control of his anger like he did. But when they tried to pull him away from the roulette table, he genuinely snarled at them and told them to get lost...!

Fortunately, he regretted his actions immediately after he saw the hurt in their eyes…

If their goal had been to get him to step away from the table, they achieved it. But only because he got up to pull them into a hug while stammering out apologies… Watching them actually shed tears hurt worse than any rope Lucifer had ever tied around him...

He spent the rest of the night away from the casino and trying to cheer up his human like his life depended on it... Seeing them in pain just tore him up that much.

"Ah, come on MC… I'm sorry, honest…! Please don't look at me like that, I'll do whatever ya want okay...? Just no more cryin…"

Leviathan 

Now thinks he's the worst, literally the worst. Lower than lesser demon spit. Lower than Cerberus' shit. Lower than… well, you get the idea…

Levi can get very… intense when things involving his passions are brought up. This can be a fairly endearing quality… but it also means he gets disproportionately impassioned about seemingly minor things.

Levi ended up snapping at the MC when they let him over-sleep one day. This wasn’t unusual for them to do as Levi’s sleep schedule was notoriously shitty, but they shouldn't have done it that particular day…

An item he wanted on Akuzon was going to go live that morning and he had to be awake to participate in the bidding. He had mentioned it to the MC the day before, but he blew past it so quickly they didn’t actually remember…

He found out that he missed the bidding after he woke up and he was pissed. Genuinely enraged that they didn’t remember to wake him up to the point that he was shouting and baring his fangs! 

… Really it was not a good look and he should have known better.

The look of fear and the tears gathering in the MC’s eyes snapped him out of it like a hard slap to the face, and somehow, it stung even more than that would’ve... It wasn’t long before he was crying along with them, practically begging for forgiveness...

He made it up to them by having a private showing of their favorite movie using a projector in the Planetarium, cuddling with them under a blanket while still, occasionally, muttering apologies under his breath.

“M-MC…? MC don’t cry…!! Please don’t cry, I- I’m sorry!! I… MC… I’m so sorry…”

Satan

Like Lucifer, he always worried this would happen and he hated when it finally came to pass…

He’d spent all his life learning how to restrain his temper, but it’s not a perfect science. There are the occasional times where the heat of the moment gets the better of him and he does something he regrets…

The MC had walked in on him one morning while he was fuming about Beel leaving the fridge empty again. It hadn’t been the first time they’d seen him like this, but this time he was absolutely furious.

He had told Beel again and again and again to get his snacking under control or to, you know, get up early and get more food so the whole family wouldn’t spend the morning starving but noooo! Mr. I’m Hungry never thinks about anything but his own stomach and then leaves whoever’s on kitchen duty to pick up the slack like some dimwitted muscle-bound meathead and THEN-!!

When the MC tried to take his arm to calm him down, he jerked their hand away from him and roared right in their face. He may not be a lion, but the full sound of a pissed off demon could make humans have breakdowns all on its own…

Which was more or less what the MC began to do as he gripped their wrist, panicking while taking shallow, stuttered breaths…

Satan's anger left him swiftly and he let them go, only reaching out to touch them again when he tried to wipe the tears from their cheeks… He had to coo and beg for them to calm down, which was only so successful because he was fighting back tears himself… 

On a scale of 1-10 of the worse things his temper has ever done, he'd rank this a firm 200... He refused to touch them for about a week afterwards and it took a long time for him to trust himself again… He just didn't want to hurt them...

"MC?? MC…? M… Oh no… MC, I'm so sorry, I would never hurt you! I… I wouldn't dare… please believe me..."

Asmodeus 

Oh baby! Sweetheart! Love of his life!! No, please no… don't subject him to this…

MC and Asmo were out dancing and some witch came by to try and flatter him.

Now, Asmo is a flirt normally, but get a few drinks in him and well… Let's just say his love of attention overrides his better judgment far more often than it should and friends don't let friends go home with creepy witches.

When the MC told the witch to scram, Asmo was confused and, frankly, quite irritated. That lovely lady had been stroking his ego in all the right ways and his human just scared her off so rudely!

Under most situations, Asmo would have kept his cool better but the haze of Demonus made his tongue loose... which let the venom fly…

He couldn’t quite remember what he said. The words left his mouth so quickly that they slurred together on his clumsy tongue, but it must have been enough because the MC flinched away from him.

That hurt all on its own, but as he started to process the pain in their eyes… he had never sobered up so fast...

He had their cheeks cupped in his hands and were kissing away their tears within the instant. Though the loud music at the club should have drowned out his apologies, the MC could see it written all over his equally tearful face…

He pulled them into his arms and then out of the club shortly after, the fog of Demonus that plagued him just moments before had long left him and all he knew was that the MC needed to be brought home and cuddled… stat.

“M-MC…? I’m sorry was it something… did I…? I’m so sorry… Please don’t cry…!”

Beelzebub 

He really didn't mean to shout so loud… honest... 

Beel becomes a completely different person when he’s hungry. He’s not entirely to blame, as his hunger can get so intense, but he still can snap from time to time when he really doesn’t mean to…

It was right after one of his practices and Beel hadn’t gotten a chance to eat in a few hours by the time the MC came to grab him from RAD. That already had him in a bad mood, but practice hadn’t gone too well for him either… 

He honestly didn’t realize how sharply he snapped at the MC when they asked him how he was. The irritation and frustration of the day all hit him at once and he became much harsher towards them than he ever intended…

It must have been the shock of seeing ever-sweet Beel suddenly get so aggressive with them that startled them so. He saw a couple tears gathering in their eyes before they could hide them and his heart just sank…

The MC was picked up in a crushing bear hug before they even let out their first sniffle. Beel didn’t even have to say how sorry he was, they could feel it in every squeeze he gave them. All while he completely ignored the growling of his stomach...

Beel wouldn’t let them go until he was certain they’d forgiven him which, honestly, took a while. Mammon was the one to ask why he had carried them all the way back to the House like a baby but… well, he didn’t need to know, now did he?

“MC, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have shouted… Are you alright...?”

Belphegor 

Stubborn boi is stubborn and trying really, really hard not to crack right now...

That's not going to last long.

Belphie can be a bit of a brat and since he's the baby of the family so he's used to getting his way. He and the MC don't argue a ton, but when they do, he always digs his heels in and refuses to budge an inch on anything.

So what started out as a simple disagreement on how often Belphie would flake out on his chores turned into a kick-the-door-down argument over how much his laziness left the MC to pick up the slack...

It ended as all their barn burning arguments do, with demon-form Belphie sitting cross-legged on his bed refusing to look at them and the MC angrily pacing about the room until he cools off…

And then he heard it.

First a sniffle… and then a hiccup. Another sniffle then muffled whine…

Oh no… not this… Why are they crying…? They don't normally cry…

To his credit (or perhaps discredit), he managed to hold out for about two minutes before he finally glanced back at them. Seeing the MC wiping their tears all alone on the floor crumbled his resolve real quick.

The MC found themselves enveloped by Belphie's arms before they even noticed he got up. Naturally, he was pouting and trying to make it seem like "not a big deal or anything" but they could tell by the nervous twitch of his tail that he was hurting too…

Needless to say. Belphie started remembering his chores a lot more after that.

"Humans are so fragile… I didn't mean to make you cry, you know? I'll get things done just… Don't cry… please…"

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ALSO- I have a request! Brothers (+royals if you want) reacting to an MC who is extremely affectionate once they like someones- gives hugs, praises often, gives gifts, does their best to help when they can- but if any of this affection is returned they cry. Hard. Because they're emotionally constipated and any affection or love they receive overwhelms them- this also embarrasses them extremely-

Damn.... didn't think I'd feel called out by a prompt request XD it seems my time has come!

I'm guessing royals are Diavolo and barbatos so I added them but if you ever request again and someone you wanted wasn't here, feel free to comment and I'll make sure to add them

Brothers + Diavolo & barbatos with an overly affection MC with issues

Lucifer:

He grew use to your affection ways

The words of praise when you notice he finished a work load

Or when you'd pat his head when he was tired

At first he wondered why you would handle or touch him likes he's a fragile doll but he grew to love how gentle you were

Subconsciously he'd lean his head down whenever he completed a task expecting a head pat

Even if you weren't there but if he's caught he'll just pretend he was tired

Lucifer wasn't always the most affectionate, especially as he rarely shows how much he genuinely loves the people around them

He decided to return the gesture, you recently got a high grade in a class you were struggling in

He patted your head, giving it a light ruffle

"You did good, you're improving alot - it's very promising."

Didn't expect you to start crying, aggressively shoving away your tears

"what's wrong? Did something-"

"I just- this is embarassing- you patted my head and people don't really do that for me and I just-"

"Ah, I see, then I shall do it more often."

"even in public?"

He was never a public man, wanting to get his softer side hidden in the protection of his soul and the walls surrounding his room

But here you were, crying because he simply caressed your cheek

He wants you to be happy and feel as loved as he does

So he'll happily push his walls down for you

"if it means this much to you, then yes but let's keep it appropriate."

Mammon:

"How's my handsome super model?! Did it go well? Aww you look tired, let's get you rested, okay?"

He's so in love

No one has ever made him feel this mooshy and love sick and he's ANCIENT

He's use to his brothers always insulting him - he likes a good tease and making a rude remark about each other but they tend to push it

They hit his Insecurities and think he can handle it because they're demons

But he wasn't always

Then you came along, giving him head pats and words of praise

Always standing up for him

He fell for you so quickly and so hard

He basically turns into a puppy when he's with you

When you left with Satan to get groceries he had to be forced to not go with you, waiting at the stairs for you to come back

As soon as Satan left with even your bags included, he came bolting for you

Leaping into your arms and squeezed you tight, insisting he didn't miss you but just got bored

The way he's nuzzling your cheek says otherwise

When you began crying he immediately panicked

"Did Satan do something to ya?! I swear I'll beat-"

"I'm just not use to others being as affectionate as I am back to me - it's okay."

"Huh?! Well I guess the greatest demon of all time has to be that person, that's me! Don't forget it, okay?! I'm going to smother you."

Mammon is already a touchy person but knows to be respectful, since that day his hands are always on you

Either holding your hand, touching your shoulder, petting your hair or just Hugging you

Levithan:

Levithan isn't one to give or receive when it comes to affection

He tends to get overwhelmed by just a head pat and gets embarassed if his fingers accidentally brush against yours

You're an overly affectionate person

He's a simple man who needs self worth

It's definitely a good duo

You've learned to be more vocal about your praises and affections, still testing the waters with physical touch

But from time to time he'll ask to get a head pat if he's really proud of himself

Has made you call him your little pog champ

"Levi are you- oh sorry you're streaming- I'll just leave these here."

He was confused until he saw the section dish filled with different snacks with a energy drink in the middle

He almost teared up

"No! Stay with me, they'll like you!"

In an act of no thoughts and boldness, he pulled you into his lap

You fell awkwardly and was half straddling half on his side

As soon as you got comfortable you hide your face In his neck forcing back tears

Not wanting to cry on stream

"You're so sweet, levi, I'm sure your followers can agree."

He literally short circuited

Hiding his face in your shoulder as he got flustered

"You're sweeter than me, you're always being nice to me - I really lo- like you for that."

Anyone who watched that stream now ships you - the non believers didn't believe all the stories he told about you but now they had physical proof

That stream was re-upload so many times with comps filled with him gushing about you

Levithan is determined to make sure you never see them but it's too late and you cried with joy in your room

Next time you saw him you kissed his cheek and he immediately melted

Did kiss your cheek back though but did it so quick and harsh that you stumbled backwards

Satan:

Someone being gentle to him????

Someone who doesn't keep away from his because of his sin????

Who??? What??!!

You're the who! he was SHOCKED you were so happy to get close to him and just treat him so kindly

He made a theory on the Devildom detectives group that you're actually an angel but it backfired by demons just telling him he's got feelings for you

He does but he didn't expect to get called out on a whole forum

"You're really smart, thanks for always helping me with my studies - I've found It alot easier to study and remember all my notes now, you're a good teacher!"

He's so smitten with you

You could be saying the most disgusting or insulting thing and he'd still smile and nod

He needed help getting food for this secret but really not so secret pet cat and you gladly accepted to help him

When you two were just spending time together in his room and when suddenly picked up his cat

You didn't think too much of it but grinned when he booped the cats nose onto yours

"thank you for being so kind to me- it means alot."

the cat was like you; overly affectionate so it didn't surprise you when it started gently pawing at your face and giving you little kisses

"I feel embarrassed by admitting this so I'm letting Chaos show how I feel."

He avoided looking at you

It would be for the best as you started crying, taking the cat from his hold and kissing it's head repeatedly

"and that's how I feel about you trying to move through your discomfort and be open with me."

His cheeks are BURNING

Holds your hand throughout the rest of the hang out

Asmodeus:

You're being gentle and affection despite Everyone perceiving him as a sex hungry annoyance?

You're immediately his favourite - sorry Solomon

You always understood his protectiveness over his appearance

Fixing his hair and pushing back stands if you ever pet it

You didn't need to but you always told him you washed your hands before touching his face

You always did these simple things to make him feel at ease

But he loved your touch

No matter any comment he makes; he adores you and just being able to have these tender moments with you

He knew you were special to him when you walked in on him

Barely awake, hair messy, no makeup or moisturizer - he didn't look even the slightest bit appealing

And just smiled, looking at him no differently even when his voice came out tired and croaky

"You're really pretty even when you just wake up, it's so unfair - what's your secret?"

"because it's me, darling! I always look good~"

Internally, he was freaking out about how you liked him at what he deemed - his most unattractive state

So it only made sense he became more touchy and grew closer to you

"are you sure I look good in this? I know you're very up to date with fashion."

"You look stunning, I haven't seen a bad look on you yet, perhaps your charm is just as high as mine."

He was holding your hips, smiling as you both looked in the mirror

He wrapped his arms around you, leaning on your shoulder

"I think you look good all the time, you're just amazing like that."

You tried to hide your tears but he could see them, immediately asking you what's wrong

"Nothing- I just- that means alot coming from you and you're always being so affection towards me....its really nice."

He just hugs you tighter, smiling

"I just treat you how you treat me, you're a real angel."

Beezlebub:

This guy is worried about so many things

He's scared of hurting you

He's worried if he gets carried away with touching you he'll make you uncomfortable and his gluttony will act up; wanting more of your tender touch until he feels full

The last thing he wants is to make you uncomfortable or you feel forced to be affectionate to him because he could throw a fit

He's always ashamed of his hunger tantrums

But when he does do affection it's either carrying you or holding your hand

But was so happy whenever you cuddled hi against him or when you gave him praise

He could spend the whole day with you running your fingers through his hair, telling him he's a good demon and that he means something to you

"Can you finish this for me? I'm not feeling that hungry right now."

You offered your bowl to Beel, he happily took it

As you two spent time with each other he noticed you eyeing some of the more sweeter things set out on the table

He gently pushed it towards you

"Eat if you want it, I'll share."

You waved your hand, not wanting to take food from him

"I'm just snack-ish, I can't eat a meal right now."

You knew how hungry he could get and didn't want to leave him peckish

You knew that small feeling could easily turn into something bigger

But he just nudged it closer to you

"You eat what you want, I'll have what you don't finish."

You finally agreed, knowing he was insisting on you to eat with him

He patted your head, smiling as he watched you eat

"are you sure you won't still feel hungry?"

"you make me feel full, it soothes another type of hunger in me, it's nice."

He grabbed your hand, nuzzling his cheek against it, he couldn't stop smiling as you just looked at him in surprise

You finally grinned, tearing up and shook your head, you leaned against him and continued eating

Gripping his hand tighter as you pushed back your tears

Belphegor:

He was spoilt

Beel was always looking after him, helping him get ready for school and drying his hair, carrying him around when he was too tired to walk

And you were only fueling his spoilt nature

You always showered him in affection

Petting his hair whilst he laid his head on your lap, combed his tail, told him he looked cute

"My precious little belphie, are you feeling okay? I noticed you were struggling to sleep today at lunch."

Whilst he believed he looked intimidating with his heavy bags and sleepy grin

You found him adorable, treating him like a sweet innocent boy on those special nights of just you two cuddling

It's been a long time since he's felt innocent

You were always checking in on him

Making him feel special and cared for

He was a soft mess in your hands

"Hold me more, your hands feel so nice~"

He placed his hands on yours, making you gently squish his cheeks

"Don't you wanna cuddle?"

He raised a brow, a smug smile growing on his face

"it seems you want to."

"we don't have to-"

"If you wanna be held just ask, I'm more than happy to hold you."

He wrapped his arms around you, shifting his position and buried his face into your chest, humming as your hands ran through his hair

He gave you a small squeeze

"It feels good to be the one hugging you, you're always so comfy~"

He began murmuring how much he loves this time with you, drifting to sleep as he praised you, letting himself mindlessly go on about how wonderful and sweet you are until he started to snore

You let your tears fall

Holding him closer as you softly thanked him for his words

He just hugged you tighter in his sleep, his smile growing

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Diavolo:

This man is TOUCH STARVED

the fact you're unafraid to be with him and around him is already amazing but you freely hold his hand and pat his head

He thinks he's knocked his head and been taken to the celestial realm

People are intimidated by his title as prince and having you so care free in his company is new for him

So of course he enjoys how affectionate you are!

He embraces all your touches and praise!

He's even had you sitting on his lap during meetings, letting you hug him after a tiring day of studying

"You did great today, I really felt your passion for this new project, I think the students will really enjoy it!"

He gets so happy everytime you even look his way

Your smile alone fuels him for the whole day

"Meet me in the castle today, there's something I need you to do for me."

You agreed, not thinking much of it; most likely a new update on the school fair

What you didn't expect was to be greeted by shopping bags and gift boxes and even a human sized teddy bear with demon horns, you tried to ignore them as Diavolo came jogging down the steps

"What did you need me for?"

"I want you to see what you like, I bought as much as I could before Barbatos stopped me, I hope they're up to your liking."

You were speechless

You felt as if you touched the gifts you wouldn't be able to hold back; you were excited to see what he got but you didn't want to seem too excited

"Please, go ahead - it's all yours unless something is not up to your liking."

You finally went through the shopping bags; there was clothes, products, jewelry, shoes and all other sorts of items

You hugged the giant close to your chest, choking back on your tears

"thank you-"

"No need to thank me, you're always so kind to me I just wanted to return the favour."

Barbatos:

You were a like a breath of fresh air, someone he could just go to

He can unwind and be rewarded for his efforts and others normally don't notice

Whilst his lord was always praising him, it felt different with you

It felt so joyful

You would brush through his hair, always thank him even if he's just doing his job and always seem to be in awe at what he does

He'll never forget the gloves you gave him, sleek and a perfect fit with a cursive 'B' stitched to the edge - they were enchanted to warm up whenever he got cold

"Wow! You prepared all this?! That must of taken you ages! You're really amazing, Barb."

"I'm simply doing my job but your praise makes it all worth it."

Often invites you to the castle for tea

He'll make any excuse to have you come see him; the prince wants to talk, he wants a hand with a recipe, he needs an outsider's opinion on something

Whatever he can come up with; he will use it

You might as well just stay in one of the guest bedrooms because you're always coming to the castle

Speaking of excuses; today Barbatos decided to thank your lovely behaviour

Convincing you to come to the castle and meet him in the dining hall

"I saw you eyeing some recipes whilst helping me in the kitchen so, I made you them AND wrote down how I did it exactly so you can make them any time you like."

"I- you didn't have to do that! Thank you for this, they look delicious."

"I always wanted to give you this."

You couldn't even ask what it was

He already held it up for you to see

It was a box of gloves with your the first letter of your name stitched onto the edge

They were heat up gloves!

"I thought you'd appreciate your own as they'll always be handy but the gesture of matching with someone you're close to is very appealing."

He helped you put the gloves on, pinching the tip of your fingers to make sure they fitted properly

He held your hand, admiring how it looked in his

You couldn't stop a few tears forming, smiling

You felt abit silly crying over heat up gloves but you couldn't help it

"I want to match with you more often, perhaps one day it'll end up being a ring."

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im down bad for the obey me brothers... idk if you write straight up nsfw, but if you do could i maybe get mc asking the brothers to finger her until she cums 👉🏻👈🏻 i saw someone ask this on another blog and ive been obsessed with this idea ever since. thank you in advance!

Just made it under the wire for Sexual Sunday!!!

Obey Me Boys + Naughty MC Headcanons (NSFW)

Lucifer

Startled initially, but delighted with your boldness

“You need only ask, my dear one.”

Would have you sit on his lap in his study where you asked him

No one is going to bother you in there because no one, besides you, would dare enter on their own

Once you’re settled he’d pull one glove off his hand with his teeth

His other hand is currently wrapped around your waist

Despite being gloved all the time, his touch is cool on your outer thigh

It slowly moved up your leg and under your uniform skirt

Moving to your inner thigh only when it was under the thin pleaded material

He’d gently urge your legs open, and start to stroke you

On the outside of your panties at first. Feeling them get moist

Then, when you were whimpering on his kneed, he’d slip his fingers past your panties and inside you

His touch is decisive and firm

Well practiced, he has you cumming in seconds or hours

Depends on his mood that day

Does not need you to reciprocate. He’ll get his eventually. Right now is about you

Mammon

Shocked, at first, but quickly tries to recover and act cool

“Ha. Of course you would come to The Great Mammon, and your first man, to take care of you doll.”

Would take you to his room; and be immediately embarrassed at the state it’s in

He wasn’t expecting company

He lays you down on the bed, nestled in his expensive Egyptian cotton sheets, and starts with a soft kiss.

He’d groan audibly when he pulled up your RAD skirt to see you wearing the designer underwear he bought you

Just for him

He’d keep them on and slip his hand down you panties

His touch is shy, at first

He wants to make sure he’s doing it right, what you like

When he starts to hear you moan and feel you buck up into his hand, he gets more confident

Mammon can’t keep his mouth shut to save his life. So it’s no different in bed

Whispers a lot of “you like that baby?”, “does that feel good?”, “you look so hot baby.” in your ear

When you do cum he feels very proud of himself

He’ll lay next to you and kiss you softly

Will ask you to return the favor cause he’s super hard now

Levi

Immediate panic attack

“W-W-Whaaaattt??!”

Doesn’t believe you, at first. Why would you want a gross otaku like him to do....that to you??

Once you convince him that you’re telling him the truth, then you have to convince him to actually do it

He’s red as a tomato

You’d have to go to your room because Levi can’t do it in front of his figurines

He doesn’t want them to see him being all ecchi

Tries to undress you, but his hands shake too much

You’ll have to take your panties, and whatever else, off yourself

Once you’ve reached the point of no return, he’ll screw his courage to the sticking place and go for it

You’re his precious Hime-sama. He’d do anything for you

Despite his nerves, he’s really good at this

All those hours of gaming have given his fingers incredibly dexterity

No one is more surprised than you when he has you cumming so face

Still super shocked that he did this with you, but also a little proud of himself

Wouldn’t dream of asking you to do anything for him. He’d die of embarrassment if he had to ask

Satan

Surprised to say the least, but attempts to remain calm

“Well if....that’s what you want....”

Would take you back to his room for privacy

Would need to clear off his bed of the dozen or so books on it, but would set you down carefully on the comforter

He’s a little nervous

He’s usually not a sexually person (like some idiots he could name)

But something about you lights a fire in him

It’s strange to be burning up inside with something other than anger

His touch is deliberate and sound

You’ve asked him to make you cum. And cum you shall.

He doesn’t pussy-foot around and gets right to the task of fondling you

His fingers stroking your clit. Jutting in and out of you rhythmically

He won’t admit how much it turns him on to hear you say his name, but he’ll ask you to say it again

Calls you his ‘little kitten’ when he asks if you’re going to come

When you do his chest swells with pride. Let’s see those idiots do that to you

Would be interested in reciprocation, but won’t ask for it. If you offer, he’d be willing. A gentleman doesn’t do favors for reward though.

Asmo

Delighted beyond measure

“Ah~! My sweet [Y/N]! How naughty!”

Asmo, of course, is the most eager to please you

You coming to him openly for pleasure is a rare treat

One he’s going to take advantage of

He’d take you to his room and lay you on his bed like the princess you are

Takes his time getting you out of your RAD uniform

He doesn’t want your clothes wrinkled. Plus he wants to see all of you.

Will kiss and tease any patch of skin he can get his hands on

As he said, this is a rare treat. He’s going to take advantage of it

His touch on your apex is as teasing as his kisses

They are infuriatingly light. But he knows what he’s doing

Asmo is obviously the most experienced

So he knows how to give his partner mind shattering orgasms

Will tease and taught and tempt you until your body bows off the bed and you’re practically gushing around his fingers

Would want you to reciprocate, or let him fuck you. Let’s both feel good together.

Beel

Turns about as red as his hair when you ask him.

"S-Sure. If you want.”

Would want to go it in your room. He doesn’t want Belphie to walk in on you two

Nervous

He’s not the most experienced out of the bunch

Until now, he’s only ever thought about eating, or working out, or his brothers

Not until you

Would let you lay yourself on the bed and cover over to you

He’s scared about crushing you

His touch is a bit clunky

His hands are big and rough, and he doesn’t know what to do with them

But, he’s earnest

He genuinely wants to make you feel good so he tries his hardest

Asks a lot of questions like “am I going this right?”, “does this feel good?”, “is this ok?” to make sure he’s doing it right

When you cum, he licks his fingers. Fascinated with what you taste like. You’re his new favorite flavor

Doesn’t ask you to reciprocate. Too embarrassed to ask. Just wants to hold you. That makes him feel good.

Belphie

Slow, sleepy blink followed by slow, sleepy grin

“Eeeeh...[Y/N]-chan. You’re a pervert.”

Would take you up to his attic room so you can be alone

There’s a sky light with stars that’s really romantic

He wants you to see stars before you see stars

Nuzzles you in bed to breath in your scent

He loves the way you smell

Takes off your uniform top and panties, but leaves your bra and skirt on

He likes your skirt. And you look sluttier half naked than fully naked

Will get right down to business on you

Touching you roughly to pull an orgasm out of you

But he doesn’t stop there

He’ll pull another. Then another. Until once where you were begging him to make you cum now you’re begging him to stop.

He thinks your whimpers, teetering between pleasure & pain, are so adorable

So is your puffy, swollen cunt

Won’t ask you to reciprocate. He’s already got off on your weak, gentle crying. Will hold you and snuggle you for the rest of the night.

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Only Human | Yandere! Solomon X Reader

oki oki so thankyu to this anon for requesting some Yandere! Solomon and Yandere! Satan. this is the first of two (2)! also, i am trying out the new Tumblr editor so if some things are different, you know why. second version should be up soon after this! <3

You watched with disinterest as your teacher went over some demon subject you weren't interested in enough to care, and quietly flicked through your notes.

Unfortunately, none of the brothers were in this class with you, so you'd have to meet with them afterwards.

'Thank god there's only a few more minutes...'

-

After gathering your things, you slipped away from the classroom, texting the group chat to tell people where you were.

Scanning the hallways, you grinned as you spotted the 2nd youngest of the brothers.

You were about to approach him, when someone tapped your shoulder. You jumped, spinning around quickly.

"Hey, [MC]." "Solomon! Don't sneak up on me like that, jeez." "Ahaha, did I scare you?" "Course not. Anyway, need something?"

His smiled widened. "Yes, actually, I could use an extra pair of hands back at Purgatory Hall. I was going to ask Simeon, but he and Luke are busy."

You glanced back to where you had seen Beel, but he was gone. You shrugged. "Sure, I like magical hijinks. Lemme just text Luci, and we can go."

You sent a text to Lucifer and walked with Solomon, leaving the school grounds together.

"Hey, [MC], where are ya goin'?" You turned at the sound of Mammon's voice, seeing that he was accompanied by Asmo and Beel.

"What Mammon meant was where are you two going without me?" Asmo sidled up to you and linked his arm with yours.

"Ah, [MC]'s just helping me back at Purgatory Hall. I'd love to have you along, but it requires assistance from a human. Otherwise I'd love to have you along."

"Aww. Fine, see you later [MC]! And you, Solomon!" "See ya." Beel was probably to focused on food to care that much.

Mammon, however, was not pleased. "Wait a sec' - You're a human! Ya' could just do it yourself!" Solomon chuckled, though you sensed it wasn't genuine.

"Well, [MC] here is my little helper. Now, if you'll excuse us." He put an arm around your shoulder and escorted you away, without further qualms.

-

"Sorry about Mammon, he can be such a meat head at times..." "Don't worry about it, I'm aware he's no angel." You giggled, and followed Solomon to his room.

You had always been fond of his room. There was so much going on, you could barely tell what was what.

In one corner, you saw several small ornate cauldrons sat upon an intricately carved table. You'd always thought of cauldrons as huge and old, but these looked brand new.

"As you can see, I've got everything ready. I need someone to add the ingredients in a specific order. Meanwhile, I need to prepare a separate concoction."

"Complicated stuff." "Eh, not really. I've written a list for the order of ingredients, and when to add them. Here," He handed you a list written on crisp parchment.

You scanned it, positive it was simple enough for you to follow.

"Your handwriting is surprisingly neat. Cool, I can do this. Just let me know when you want me to begin." “Mm, sure. You can start now, if you’d like.”

You nodded and got to work. First on the list: Angel Feather. ‘No guessing where he got that one.’

Secondly, Crushed Rubies. ‘Mammon would snort this stuff, hundred percent.’

You continued adding ingredients until there were none left, and you were left with a pastel pink mixture, with the texture of a smooth paint. You called Solomon to inspect it, and he beamed at you.

“That’s wonderful, you’re a natural. I’ll add the two together now,” He took your concoction and slowly began pouring it in. They swirled together, and you expected something crazy to happen.

It didn’t though, instead it simply all changed to that pinkish colour. “It looks pretty.” “Mm, I agree.” You thought for a moment, and then realised something.

You had no idea what this magical mixture did. “So, what does this stuff do, exactly?” He glanced over at you, and then shrugged. 

“You don’t know??” “Maybe. I have a feeling I know, but the tome I found it in never actually specified.” “Oh. So... how are you gonna find out?” 

He grinned. “Well, there’s a few ways. I think I’m going to go with testing it out on someone, though.” 

You blinked. “That’s gonna be me, isn’t it?” “You’re so clever, [MC] . Just sit there for a moment please.”

You rolled your eyes as he turned around. Of course you’d ended up trying another mystery concoction. You just prayed it wasn’t as bad as his cooking.

“Viola. Here you go.” He turned to face you, holding a little bowl of the pink potion. You took it, and held it closely to your face.

“It won’t kill you, you know.” “I know, it just... it smells familiar. Bottoms up I guess...” 

You took a sip of the substance, and then a larger gulp. Finishing the dregs, you licked your lips. “Well? Did I grow antlers or something cool?”

Solomon shook his head. “That’s a shame, it doesn’t seem to work. How did it taste, anyway?”

You paused. “I don’t know, like strawberry mi-- ack!!”

Coughing, you raised a hand to your mouth. Your eyes widened when you took it away and there was blood dripping down your palm.

“Solomon...?” You spluttered, the bowl clattering to the floor. With a shriek, you followed suit, more blood pouring from your mouth. “Sol....Solomon help! Wh-- agh- what was that potion?!”

You keeled over, clutching at your torso and mouth. To your horror, he simply smiled, kneeling down besides you. He reached a hand out, gently moving your hair from your face.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m glad the potion worked, aren’t you?”

-

Strawberries. That sweet taste mixed with blood danced on your lips, as you bolted up from the chair you were sat on. 

Was it all just a cruel dream? Maybe Belphie was controlling your dreams for fun again...

Nope. Looking around, you didn’t recall your surroundings. 

An room, whites, blues and golden hues trimming every surface, every edge.

The only issue was simply that there were no windows, and only one door. You rushed over to it, but as you neared your hand, the air around it pulsed and a shock rippled through your arm.

You voiced your pain out loud, and staggered over to the nearby mirror.

“W-wait, my pact mark...”

Scorched. That was all you could use to describe the bare skin on your neck, where the Avatar of Lust had made a pact with you.

Frantically scouring your body, you noted that all of your pacts had been damaged in one way or another, leaving you unable to summon any of the Brothers.

“Aw, did you lose something, MC?” 

That voice. Smug, arrogant, silvery... You turned to glare at the sorcerer, seething. He stood by the grand bed, carefully observing you.

“W-what did you do?!” Was all you could manage, before collapsing from a sudden wave of exhaustion.

“I’m doing this for you, love. It’s only necessary, after all..”

“...You’re only human, [MC].”

-

i really hope this is okay as i come back into writing for this account. there’s so much i have done, and i just got overwhelmed. i’m back and i’m gonna try to look after me a bit more. i got back into obey me! swd? so that’s good. feel free to request, my tiny rat brain thrived on inboxes. love you guys! <3

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[jiminrings]

what happened to mc after that?? JUNGKOOK I WILL WHOOP YO FUCKING ASS

cold senior!y/n x stem major!koo masterlist :D

the aftermath of stem koo breaking senior!y/n's heart

"do you need anything from us?"

yoongi asks you for the fifth time in the twenty minutes you've been home, heart breaking from the inside out when you haven't moved a single inch

he is begging that the thing you need from him and jin is to go beat j*ngkook up

HE CAN'T EVEN SAY HIS NAME WITHOUT BEING ANGRY AT HIM!!!!!!!

anything. anything to atleast make you sleep in peace tonight.

or them honestly,, either way

your body's facing the backrest of the couch and maybe that's for the better, because that way, seokjin won't feel the need to cry looking at the coldest person he's known to be openly vulnerable

you're still wearing your jersey!!! your stained dirty jersey that you've been in for the past three hours and the reason that it's still wet was that you've been using it to wipe your tears all the way to the dorm

"no. i'll be alright."

you mumble for the fifth time out of the five times you've been asked, and yoongi just has to grapple at his fist because he knows that being frustrated wouldn't help

you are the fURTHEST thing from okay

to be honest, it was only a miracle that you told the two of them what happened in the first place

it was in between sobs that you asked them why they were friends with you and they couldn't be anymore dumbfounded

it was in between violent tears that you mentioned hyeji that seokjin looked for a box of tissues because you've been intentionally rubbing your eyes raw

it was in between heaving that you said that no one wants to go the extra mile for me that yoongi started holding your cheeks and trying to get you to breathe with him in his panic too

it was in between hiccups that you uttered that no one wants to walk me home and that's when both of yoongi's and seokjin's throats started tightening, the dots hazy yet aligning nonetheless

it was in silence when you told that jungkook said that no one likes me, and that's when out of the three of you in the room – you're the one who's the calmest.

"okay. i'll bring you a blanket."

yoongi leaves it at that, standing from his spot on the floor to walk over to the kitchen where the blankets cLEARLY aren't there

no one really prepared yoongs for this

no one really is

there isn't a manual on how to act when the dearest friend that you have is crying their guts out for the first time

he can't explain his close bond with you and he's always seen you as his platonic girlfriend!!! his platonic girlfriend who has a bond with him that's closer than a sister's, more understanding than a mother's, and the utter admiration more than a friend's

you r literally yoongi's (platonic) soulmate and he would die on that hill

he would rather subject himself to torture via having to stay in a freshman's dorm equipped with the de facto led strip lights everyday!!! every single day, than to see you like this :(((

"what do you have on the bitch?" yoongi doesn't spare his words when he sits on the kitchen stool next to jin's figure

the dude is sTANDING and that means business

jin doesn't feel a single ounce of regret fetching his work laptop and scrolling through the files and tabs he has on every single student on campus, eyes only looking for one lee hyeji that's contributed to your anguish rn

jungkook is atleast 3/4 in this equation and seokjin will get to him of course

no one makes his emotional support best friend cry and nOT pay the consequences for it!!!!

in another life, vincenzo cassano's character is based on seokjin and the events in his life that definitely happened >:(

"she's daddy's money. can't fucking believe that sHE'S representing the school," he sighs in genuine annoyance, but not loud enough to pique your attention as he turns the screen so yoongi could clearly see her headshots, "must be a diversity hire. every university needs a fucking bimbo, apparently."

you see,,, yoongi would've SNORTED at that but now is not the time!!! he is still planning discreet retribution to avenge you!!!!

jin lets yoongi look at hyeji's entire file, wanting to get even the smallest bits even if the information he's taking in is against his will

he'll immediately delete whatever he learns about her right after it's served its purpose

"just messaged the faculty groupchat," seokjin himself didn't imagine the words coming out from his lips determinedly, but he knows that he's willing to do anything for the sake of this, "been crushing on jeon ever since the start of last semester. philosophy professor thinks it's because he once saw jungkook lending her a pen when they were in the topic of soulmates."

jesus christ

now THAT'S just annoying ://

this

whatever this is

seokjin and yoongi don't know what they're digging all this information for

they don't know what this unspoken plan is for, or if they even have a plan in the first place

if jin were to tell the faculty gc about this???

absolute mayhem

but he knows for a fact that they'd hate star student jungkook easily within a tap of a finger

the philosophy prof would lose all sense of rationality and reasoning and INSTANTLY point to jungkook as an asshole!!! no questions asked!!!! no elaborations!!!!

"i could get jeon eliminated from all the academic listings he's in."

jin pipes in at the silence that he and yoongi share, both listless in this situation that they never expected to encounter with you

"i could always spread a rumor and make him unlikeable."

yoongi toys with the rings that he wears, a heavy exhale tearing away from him

they could think of a thousand other ways to get back at jungkook!!! they literally can

seokjin knows a contract guy who leaves shredded paper with his contract's initials written on red ink (for a base fee of three dollars, he can switch up the ink for you!!!) right next to their side on the bed

yoongi knows a guy whose modus operandi is to discreetly follow people, have subliminals playing in the background (for an extra fee of ten dollars, he'll use wireless bass-boosted speakers), and continue doing so until the desired message is achieved!!!!

none of the people they have connections to could employ the same amount of pain he's caused on you

there's literally nothing that could hit home with jungkook besides you.

but there's no way to do that and even in your state of anger and sadness tHEN utter vulnerability, you can't even really think of hurting jungkook in the way he did

because you know and yoongi knows and seokjin knows and everyone knows that you aren't the type to wish ill

you admit that sometimes you're unavailable but you don't want that to be an asshole-reason to make everyone else around you suffer in the same way you do

the people around you aren't your shock absorbers!!!! that's why you hang out a teddy bear on your doorknob when you're mad so that neither yoongi or jin would have the possibility to be caught in your rage

that's why you call for a break when your soccer team is out of their game and make everyone drink their electrolytes before they speak to you!!!!

that's why you have the old heart of your even older build-a-bear stuffie in your pocket, one of the only reminders that your childhood even happened, one that you'd squeeze between your fingers in any remotely anxious instances that you find yourself in

jungkook's words hit home and it put you into a spiral if you even had one in the first place

your parents divorced when you were young and it's just that,,, no one from the two of them wanted you because you were the reminder of the other parent

you're a place marker for when a commitment started and ended and god did it make you grow up quickly

your aunt raised you!!!! she's an angel and she's the maternal figure in your life that you'd always be grateful for

you love her all the same and as much as you didn't wanna relate yourself to your parents in the same way that they don't, the feelings of being unliked hit you ever so often

lol it's quite a dashing mindset you have but you can't see any other interpretation you should employ

you leave before they could leave you.

it's not really as dramatic as it sounds

BUT IT COULD BE

there's always obligatory groupchats for projects and you're the first one to leave it instead of awkwardly waiting out for the conversation to dwindle and then leave one by one

when you and yoongi argue, you leave before he attempts to get the last word in

when jin is about to ask if you want to split the bill, you're already putting more than half of your share on the table

it's a nagging feeling of not wanting be unwanted in every situation you're in, but you aren't all that sure of wHAT you'd do to be liked

the only thing you could think of are lunchboxes, and even that gets taken away from you.

does no one really like you??

you're shifting in your position before you know it and the lone sound makes jin and yoongs come to your side immediately, looking at you in concern

you're looking up and you could just fEEL your eyes are puffy and even the light's hurting them

"i need to sleep."

"o-oh! m'kay, sure. i'll carry you to bed, let's go," seokjin wastes no time in responding, about to hook his arms underneath you when you repeat yourself again

you only chuckle but it's the driest and most painful they've ever heard, wincing when they can hear how breathless it was

"no. i mean i need to sleep."

jin blinks once

yoongi blinks twice

OH

right

they get it now

you don't want to sleep, and you really can't, but you need it

"i'll get it!!" jin volunteers to grab what you need, leaving yoongi with you

oh god you could fEEL that he's going to cry

what a big baby ://

seokjin comes bearing the joint :D

he's about to light it for you because he knows that three specific short hits would lull you to slumber then knock you out cold for like a day lmao

he minored in chemistry actually but he cAN'T explain shit on why that's your body's reaction

you're all-good for literally anything besides three short hits lmao

yoongi was about to scold jin because he lights it and tHEN he's the one who takes the first drag, but there's an assuring wave of his hand

how romantic

jin just blew you a heart

<3

they can't get anything from you besides the slight crinkling from your eyes but they don't mind at all — your eyes are atleast one degree less sad

you take your turn and even pass it to yoongi but he rEFUSES,,,,, not the least bit dejected that he decided not to because he wants to watch over you instead and not see every inanimate object with cartoon eyes on them while watching over you

"bake her a cookie if in case she suddenly gets hungry in the middle of her sleep. sneak a carrot in it or something," jin reminds yoongi and he's sERIOUS about the recipe, holding you in tow as he makes the way to your room

yoongi's about to break out the bowls, freezing in his steps when he hears the doorbell frantically ring

oh god

the ONE time that they didn't plug the door with a wet towel and now it's probably the hall manager outside about to do an inspection

that is not..... the hall monitor

that is a fucking asshole

jungkook's been pacing on his heels, his knocking loud enough to wake up the entire hallway at this point

he's SWEATING and he's not even wearing his hoodie

the door finally opens and the words start tumbling out of his mouth

"good evening. i-i wanna explain myself and-..."

that is not,,,,, you

it's his senior that he's disrespected probably too many times

yoongi leans to the door, a sickeningly sweet smile on his face that the junior's never seen before

"you ever had a sandwich before, jungkook?"

"w-what?"

the younger boy stammers, his eyes following yoongi's actions of looking behind him out of worry and then going outside to join him by closing the door softly without noise

yoongi only snorts, not even sure if he's up for conversation

"hyeji's never packed you a sandwich before?"

jungkook pales at the mention, mouth drying when he sees yoongi bring up the soft smile that doesn't comfort him at all

"the one that's all knuckle?"

#WHAT DO WE THINK BESTIES :D WHAT'S HAPPENING NEXT #stem koo #jungkook imagine #jungkook imagines #jungkook oneshot #jungkook oneshots #jungkook drabbles #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook au #jungkook angst #jungkook angst imagine

[henry-and-the-seven-lords]

I was wondering if i chould request Mammon and Simeon with “You’re in-love with somebody else.”

I got bored and wrote too much... hope you like it!

Angst

5. "You're in-love with somebody else."

Mammon x MC

Mammon ran around the RAD campus searching for MC. He had been pining for the human since he was first told to protect them.

"Mammon, you will be the one to watch over MC." Lucifer's voice sounded serious and final.

The second born sighed dramatically, "Why am I stuck with babysitting!? I have other things I could be doing ya know!"

Lucifer approached his brother with a threatening aura, "You will do it because I say so." And with that Lucifer walked away.

Mammon scowled at his brother's back only to feel a gently tug on his arm, "If you have other stuff to do, you can just bring me back here. I don't want to get in the way of whatever you have planned."

They smiled at him. A genuine smile. And their words were so gentle and sincere, from that moment on, he was smitten.

He turned another corner in RAD only to see Levi.

"Hey Bro, do ya maybe know where MC might be?" He bounced nervously on the balls of his feet as Levi glanced at him.

"I think they went to the meeting room. Are you finally going to tell them about your obsession?"

Mammon gently smacked his younger brother's shoulder, "It ain't an obsession. It's more of a... fascination... Yeah! Fascination."

It had taken months for Mammon to build up this courage to talk about his crush with his brother. Although, he would never fully admit it, it was pretty clear to most people how Mammon felt towards the human.

Before Levi could reply to Mammon's cheesy comment, MC passed in the hallway causing him to rush off causing him to yell a "See ya!" over his shoulder as he ran.

"MC! I've been looking for ya everywhere! I got something important to tell ya."

MC sent Mammon a bright cheery smile making his heart flutter and only giving him more courage, "Alright what is it then? A new modeling gig?"

He shook his head before puffing out his chest and smiling broadly, "Nope. I am giving you, my little human, the honor of going on a date with me, the Great Mammon!" MC's mouth hung open in shock, their eyes wide as Mammon added, "Pretty great huh?"

MC finally began to stammer, "Mammon... I don't know what to say-"

His voice boomed over theirs as he chuckled, "Ya don't need to say anything but the word 'Yes!'"

MC began to shake their head. Their once happy smile, had turned into a sullen look, "But I can't say yes. I'm sorry Mammon."

Mammon's smile fell with his heart, "Whaddya mean?"

They took a deep breath before speaking again, "I don't like you that way. Actually, I am kind of with somebody else..."

"Somebody else...?" His own words echoed in his ears as he felt his heart crack in pain.

"Well not just somebody..." MC began to ramble.

"You're in-love with somebody else." Mammon felt his eyes begin to prick with searing tears.

"It's actually Lucifer... We've been dating for, I don't know... three months?" MC's smile returned as they talked about Mammon's brother making his heart finally break in two.

"Lucifer..." Mammon's thoughts begin to race at how this could've happened. He spent nearly every waking minute with MC how could Lucifer enrapture them when he was never with them?

"That's besides the point. Either way, I can't go out with you, but we can still be friends. How does that sound? You mean so much to me Mammon. I love you like a brother and I wouldn't want to loose you over this."

Mammon wasn't even listening to their words anymore, "Yeah, Yeah. Sounds great. I gotta go."

"Okay see you later!"

MC's voice faded in the distance as Mammon's thoughts consumed him. He began to loathe the days he spent with them. Loathe the nights they stay up watching movies. Loathe their laugh. Loathe their smile. Loathe the day he met them. But the strongest feeling of all was his new hatred for Lucifer.

Simeon x MC

Simeon watched from the side of the ballroom as MC danced around in Diavolo's arms.

"It's not nice to stare." Simeon jumped at the new voice only to turn and see Solomon smirking next to them.

"Well what else am I supposed to do?" The angel went back to staring dreamily at the swaying human. A smile crossed his face as MC began to laugh.

"I don't know, perhaps, ask them to dance?" The sorcerer's smirk only got wider as Simeon shook his head.

"I know better than to do that."

Simeon had been pining and watching MC for a while and it was clear to him that they had no interest in him. It was fruitless to even try to gain their attention. Everyone in the entirety of Devildom knew that the human exchange student only have eyes for the demon prince himself.

Simeon sighed. He had hoped that he could prove his proposition wrong at this event, but sadly it was only solidified.

"Well I'll be damned if you don't at least try." Solomon said before marching up to the happy couple.

Simeon began to panic confused at his friends words. Until he saw Solomon talking to the Prince and the human. He then took their hand in his only to sway in Simeon's direction before saying, "Oh no! It seems I have drank too much. I don't want to puke on you MC, how about you finish the dance with Simeon, in my honor of course." Solomon smiled mischievously as Simeon's eyes widened.

"Sure, but don't think I can't see through your tricks you sneaky sorcerer." They chuckled as they made their way to the angel.

"May we finish this dance?" MC says as they bow.

Simeon blushes before nodding and taking their hand.

The two waltz silently for a moment before Solomon's encouragement comes back into his mind.

"MC, may I tell you something in confidence?"

The human smiles radiantly at him. It makes his head feel dizzy, "Of course Simeon. What is it you want to tell me?"

He takes a deep breath, regaining his composure before he speaks, "I know you're in-love with somebody else. I see the way you look at Diavolo and how genuine your smile is around him, but I love you as well."

MC gasps, but he continues, "You don't need to reciprocate my feelings. I understand that you can't. I just wanted to let you know of mine. I hope that we can still be close. My relationship with you means a lot to me, know matter what label it has."

As Simeon's thoughts ends the music stops and he pulls away. MC brings their hands up to cover their mouth as they whisper, "Oh Simeon..."

He bows with a solemn smile as he says, "I hope you have a wonderful night with your love, MC." Before walking away with tears covering his cheeks.

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[clumsy-hood]

obey me! demon brothers + realizing they’re in love with mc

prompt: the order in which the brothers would realize they are in love with mc (sooner → later).

word count: 1,277

a/n: i know i said this in an earlier post, but the goal going forward will be to (hopefully) post my writing—commissions included—on weekends. i have quite a few concepts and rough drafts sitting in my notes that i still need to finish writing and editing. so far, it’s just a matter of finding the time to actually do it. but if anyone has any prompt lists they want to throw my way too, i’m open to finding additional inspiration!

1 → Mammon

Outwardly, yes, it would take him a while to drop the instant denial front he constantly threw up whenever someone accused him of having feelings for you. But inside? He knew he wanted to spend as much time with you as he possibly could and shower you with gifts he’d try to save up for or earn. And if it was possible to get a matching gift, then he’d splurge a little extra because it meant something more connected you to one another and was a special thing shared between you—and ONLY you two. Hell, with your permission, he even left the occasional t-shirt or jacket in your room—and even secretly stashed his toothbrush in your bathroom due to passing out after too many late-night movie marathons. Sure, his brothers’ constant teasing annoyed him to no end, but even Mammon couldn’t deny he was greedy for your time. He loved you so soon and suddenly, wanting to hold your hand and never let you go. 

2 → Asmo: 

Without a doubt, Asmo knew he was attracted to you from the moment he laid eyes on you—although it wasn’t your physical beauty that snared him but rather the aura you exuded. Of course, the physical attraction was undeniable to him as well so he couldn’t help the showering of compliments that rained from his lips; he is, after all, the Avatar of Lust, and actions such as those were completely second nature to him. It started with the lingering touches, though, when he realized something was amiss this time. His skin warmed unnaturally wherever your brushed against his—even if for just a moment—and lingered on him throughout the day. It never truly hit him until he’d regularly seek out your company for seemingly platonic or romantic reasons—without desiring any future sexual gratification. Obviously, those thoughts occupied his mind and the flirting with you never ceased—unless you asked him to, of course—but after centuries of experiencing lust and adoration, love consumed his heart, and he merely wanted you to feel the same for him in return. 

3 → Satan: 

With all his knowledge of fictional romance in TV shows and books, Satan was convinced he would truly know a romantic love—if he were able to experience it—by the excitement and explosive emotions it carried. However, he was quick to discover it was quite the opposite with you: The rage he carefully concealed with polite smiles and intellect was blanketed in warmth and peace whenever you were around. It was a sudden shock to him, the first time he realized he wasn’t consumed with anger, and all because he was in your presence. The demon regularly sought your company, adoring your attention—whether it was listening to him discuss the plot twist in a mystery novel he was reading or showing you his favorite spots in Devildom he never shared with his brothers. He was never in denial about his emotions for you; all he knew was that a human saw kindness and good in him, and he wanted to prove—at least to himself—he was worthy of such good. 

4 → Lucifer: 

It wasn’t so much that Lucifer would ever be in denial of these feelings—once he’d realized he was in love with you, it was like every nerve was set on fire—but rather he was concerned hi emotions would compromise Diavolo’s goals. Every moment you spent laughing and smiling with his brothers rather than with him left the demon frustrated and hopelessly hollow believing he couldn’t keep you as close as he’d like. Even the slightest graze from you, however platonic or intentional, left the spot blazing from your touch. You were meant to drive him crazy in the worst possible ways and yet all the traits he wanted to despise were only found endearing. Your stubbornness, your kindness, and your curiosity—all attributes that should have maddened him to no end, he noticed, came from a place of love as well. The demon may struggle to consider a human to be his equal, but he’ll never question his love of your presence, your smile, your touch, your damn—well—everything. And as much as he wouldn’t want to jeopardize Diavolo’s plan, loving you makes him doubt every other thing. 

5 → Belphie: 

Even if his hatred towards human quickly faded upon the discoveries of Lilith and her connection to you, opening himself up to the idea of being in love with you was a genuinely jarring concept to him. Especially if you found it in yourself to forgive him for, you know, killing you, Belphie wanted to prove himself worthy of your forgiveness in the first place—even if he tended to be a little shithead going about it. Like most of the brothers, he was rather needy for your time and attention, but where they often showed you their favorite spots in Devildom, he sought quiet areas around the House of Lamentation where the two of you could be alone. Something about you was so soft and warm to him. Honestly, most of his dreams were filled with visions of your smile and laugh, your body pressed snuggly against his. Maybe he wasn’t the most forthcoming with his love, but he never shied away from telling you how much he wanted to live with only you and Beel forever. He’s a demon with some regrets—hurting you being at the top of the list—but being the reason for your smile eased the guilt bit by bit. 

6 → Levi: 

An overwhelming sense of confusion and denial would leave him on the fence for a long time until he’d come to terms with his feelings towards you. And honestly, you couldn’t really blame the demon—Levi’s main loves for years have been 2D characters so suddenly developing such strange emotions or an attraction to a real human would be damning to him. It couldn’t be helped, though. For all he had tried to push you away or disregard your norm opinions, he couldn’t help how giddy he’d get whenever you’d agree to watch a new anime with him or introduce him to a new idol band. He was wholeheartedly convinced you must clearly be doing this out of pity or something—no matter if your heart was truly in it or not—because even his brothers never seemed to give his interests the rapt attention you offered him. He could be alone in his room and only think of how it’d be better with you there; or how he wanted to keep you so close, your fragrance would linger on his clothes so it was as though you were always with him. 

7 → Beel: 

Unlike some his brothers shacking up in a state of denial, Beel took longer to realize he was in love with you simply because he could never put his feelings into words. He knew he enjoyed spending time with you—rooming with you while Belphie was “away” was one of the initial highlights of your first stay in Devildom—and he was one to admit he considered you family to him, caring for you as he does for his brothers. Except, it was different. Maybe because you weren’t his actual family but his chosen family? He was never sure for the longest time. And yet, you were the only one he offered any of his food to and went out of his way to invite you out for dinner—which, in his mind, was a completely normal and friendly thing. But it’d strike him down like a bolt of lightning, realizing all of these feelings, once you’d offered to make him human food, and boy was he a goner. 

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[equizona]

Shielding Embrace

Fandom: Obey Me!

Characters: Mammon

Format: Drabble

Warning(s): Mentions of abuse(?) Angst(with a happy ending), crying, swearing, calling Lucifer a stuck up little bitch, OOC.

Summary: MC is tired of hearing Mammon get picked on so often, by his own brothers no less. As the second-born demon has always protected them, they think it's their turn to protect him.

Note: I wrote this a while ago, since I'm tIRED of Mammon getting bullied all the time. He deserves better-

"Diavolo, stop being such a scumbag Mammon-"

It wasn't uncommon that the brothers would call the second-born mean words. Scumbag was their favorite, along with dumb or stupid. You agreed that he didn't always make the best choices, but they were always so cruel about it. It never gave off the vibes that they were only joking either. It was like they meant every word.

You hated it with your whole being. Mammon had been the nicest to you, and he had been the one who had been there with you since the start, ever since Lucifer made him your 'guardian' in a way. He wasn't the best at showing his emotions, but you could tell he cared. Sometimes, it felt like he was the only one who cared.

You wanted to shout, or scream at them, for all the cruel things they would say to him. He deserved better than that. He was their brother, so why were they always so mean to him?

"MC? Are you okay?" You were forced out of your mind by Satan's annoyingly Loud question that brought the attention of everyone at the table to the two of you.

You remember when he tried to kill you. You remember when all of them tried to kill you. You remembered when Belphie actually killed you.

All those times never quite left your mind, and you could still feel the fear you felt in each of those situations. Mammon was the only one of them you felt completely comfortable with anymore, as he was the only one who never seemed to lose control and attempt to harm you.

You decided you wanted to stand up for him like he stood up for you all the time.

"Actually, no, I'm not. What's wrong with you guys?"

Satan's eye twitched, and it was oddly satisfying. You could see all of the brothers about to speak up about what you'd said, though you didn't give them that chance.

"I don't understand why all of you keep calling Mammon a scumbag. Is it because he's greedy? 'Cause if that is the case, then I want to remind you that greed is his sin. He's the avatar of greed. And I mean, why get mad about him for that? As far as I remember, all of you don't ever try to deny your sins."

You didn't feel satisfied just yet, so you decided to continue. You wanted to make them feel just as horrible as you assumed Mammon felt each time they threw those words at him.

"I mean, Lucifer is a stuck-up little bitch with too much pride and he can't ever seem to apologize or see that it's his fault no matter how obvious it is. Leviathan is constantly envious of everything to the point it can be fucking unbearable. Satan has extreme anger issues, and gets angry at the smallest things and Asmo is constantly flirting with people and usually not stopping until he's in their pants. And please, don't even get me started on Beel. Then of course, Belphie just seems to never bother lifting a finger to help anyone. But I never see anyone complaining about all of that, do I? It's not like any of you do anything to deny the sin you are assigned to, so why do you expect Mammon to do it, hmm?"

You raised your eyebrow in a judgemental way, just to add that extra spite. You could clearly see Mammon's shocked expression.

You preferred watching the reactions of the others more though. Beel looked guilty to some degree, Asmo looked offended, Levi and Belphie looked annoyed at the whole thing while Satan and Lucifer looked downright pissed.

You could see that Mammon was about to say something, probably about how he was okay and you should calm down, and Satan looked ready to snap and attack you, again. Though neither of them had the chance to react before Lucifer stood up while slamming his hands down on the table, glaring at you.

"Excuse me? Run that by me again, won't you?"

You'd normally apologize and leave the room to do something else, but you were tired with their bullshit and this just seemed like yet another way you could call them out on it.

So, you gathered up all of your courage and looked Lucifer straight in the eye, glaring at him as well, despite the fact you knew it would have little to no use.

"Or what? Are you going to try and kill me again? Because let me remind you that all of you have attacked me before, except Mammon. Oh, and of course, one of you actually managed to kill me. Remember that, Belphie?" You shot him a mean look, and at least he seemed to have some guilt over the situation.

"And you know, Lucifer probably would have killed me before as well, hadn't it been for Lord Diavolo. Oh, but you never quite did apologize for that, did you? You never apologized to Luke for attacking him either, did you? And it's because you have so much pride. Because you're so high and mighty and you can never do anything wrong, can you? Ah, but nobody ever tells you that, do they? Because they know it's the sin you represent and they know it's a part of who you are."

Lucifer blinked at you, shocked, and nobody else seemed like they were going to say anything either.

"Actually, in my opinion, I think Mammon is the least 'scummy' and 'lowlife' person in this room. And he somehow managed to be the one with the most control. Seriously, at this point I'm certain that you all only ever say those things to him because you all know you're the real lowlives and you're just too pathetic to admit it."

You didn't want to stay there anymore, and since they all seemed to shocked to say or do anything, you stood up and quickly made your way to your room, though it wasn't long until someone was knocking on your door.

"Uh, human..?"

Mammon's voice.

You almost wanted to cry. He didn't usually knock, he preferred to just barge in with his stupidly cheerful attitude that never failed to make you smile.

"You can come in."

You voiced it quietly, a small part of you hoping that he wouldn't hear you and just leave instead, but seconds after he opened the door and let himself in.

He didn't say anything as he sat down next to you on your bed though, most likely trying to figure out what he should say in a situation like this.

What you weren't expecting was to hear the sounds of sobbing.

Worriedly, you say up and moved next to him, concern filling your entire body as you gently put your arms around his shoulders and made him lean on your chest.

"Hey, hey, shh, are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?"

You tried to make your voice as gentle as possible. You weren't entirely sure what to do, but you never liked it when he was sad. His negative expressions and tears always layed heavy on your heart, so much that it was almost unbearable.

"Did- did you mea-mean it-?"

He stuttered out after a few minutes of you running your hand through his hair in an attempt to calm him down. You frowned, not entirely sure which part he was asking about.

"Which part are we talking about specifically?" You questioned him, though you made sure that your voice was soft.

"All of it." As soon as he answered your question, he got out of your embrace only to put his hands around your neck for a hug. You grinned, hugging him back.

"Of course I was. You're the one that's been there for me since I came here, and while I can agree that you don't always make the best decisions, they don't always make the best decisions either. They are your brothers, and they should never be saying things like that to you. Actually, from now on, each and every time they say something mean towards you, I want you to come to me so I can smother you in my love and affection."

Oh shit, fuck, did you just-

"Wait- like- uh- no- uhm- like in a-a, uh-"

He moved away from you, and you wondered if he regretted that considering how red his face was. You'd probably burn your hand if you touched his face at this point.

"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to say that again."

You gave him a patient smile, wanting him to feel comfortable. You were almost certain that he liked you back, since he wasn't exactly very good at hiding it, but you hadn't wanted to act on it before now incase you made him uncomfortable or that you were wrong.

Though his reaction only made you more certain.

He took a few moments to collect himself, before trying to speak up again, though he didn't seem able to look you in the eyes.

"Do, uh- do you mean like- like in a, uh, a rom-uhm.."

"Romantic?"

You inquired softly, and to your delight he nodded, still not looking at you.

This wasn't exactly a side of him you saw often, since he would usually try and deny anything, but you were happy about it.

You moved to hold his face in your hands, though he still refused to look you in the eyes.

"If you want to. I'm not sure how you feel, since nobody but you can be certain about that, but I know I like you, and wouldn't mind smothering your face in kisses each day."

Your tone was playful, be genuine. You felt his face heat up even more, if that was even possible. He changed the direction of his gaze to look directly into your eyes, and you felt like you would get lost in the ocean his eyes had.

He leaned forward for another hug, and you grinned, barely taking a single second to process it before you were moving your hands to hug him back.

"I like ya too."

You grinned even brighter, squeezing him tighter. You didn't ever want to leave his embrace, and while you knew that you would have to face both his brothers and the world later, it would be a lot easier with him by your side.

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[twstedrabbithole]

Hello, Amey! May I request hcs for Diamsonia members about how they would act when they have a crush on the mc, please? Thank u~

Ya got it hotshot!! Time to unleash the dragon family eh? Hehe!!

Sorry if some characters are shorter than others, considering how there isn't too much for Diasomnia it's hard for me to get a total grasp of the characters. But I tried damnit!

Still, I hope you enjoy!!

To be quite honest, I certainly believe the dragon fae wouldn't act as different as we have seem him in canon. And by that I mean with how obvious his crush has affected him and how much he cares about them. In canon he may not have a crush on mc but he very much does show an intense fondness for them.

The only difference I believe he would act is more that he would actually try to court his crush. Since if he did have a crush he would very much want a friendship and more.

An example would be that they'll find many mysterious gifts, like jewelry or treats he believes they'll like. It's nothing too extravagant, but it is very noticeable if they wear anything. If he does see them wear something he's secretly gifted them, he may not show it but he'll be ecstatic all day!

Lots and lots of late night visits, he wants to spend as much time with them. This is mostly how I see it in canon, but the difference for a crush would be is the sheer amount of how extra he'll be. And by extra, I mean he would definitely showcase his power more if they're magic-less and want to see how truly amazing magic can be.

If and when he does confess, it'll be on one of their late night walks/talks. It wouldn't be grand or overly extravagant, but it would be considered romantic. They wouldn't know he was going to confess until he spoke those words. How this relationship goes is up to them.

I believe he would actually be less asleep around his crush. It's obvious he can't control when he sleeps, but I personally feel like he somehow would be able to stay awake just so he could see or talk to his crush. Of course if they tell (read as, force) him to sleep when he feels tired, he'll fall even deeper.

The two will definitely be together a lot, especially outside. Let's be honest the two will be napping a ton (much to the chagrin of Silver, who wants to do more with them), he won't like it but at the same time he'll very much appreciate how they accept this side of him.

How he would go about courting is very subtle, unless you count how his animal friends would try to help. Cause yes, the animals that have gain attachment towards the male will definitely do what they can to help. But either way they're gonna get plenty of flower gifts, whether it's from Silver himself or the animals in place of Silver.

And by plenty of flower gifts, I mean a lot. Like, it's almost shocking how many flowers you'll get. It's always in the morning or at the usual nap spot you and Silver go to. Though that's almost always the animals doing that then Silver himself. Animals are major wingmen.

How he would confess is probably in his sleep, but it sounds so genuine that it's almost romantic. When he wakes up to see his crush shocked face does he realize what he says, which will cause him to say he was speaking the truth. It's up to his crush to decide whether to accept this confession or not.

His crush on someone would be obvious, like so unabashedly obvious that everyone will be screaming "about time!" when he finally confesses.

The obviousness comes from him sticking to his crush's side almost as much as Malleus. Although he won't try to be as loud as he naturally is, especially if loud noises spooks them.

How he courts is very...subtle, like even he won't realize he's courting his crush until Ace teases him over his habits. He's mostly gonna act the same but...at the same time he's giving you more encouragement for things and reassurance than a friend would give.

Trust me when I say that the two will definitely have study dates together, even if the rest of the first year gang is there. But even then the gang act as wingmen for the currently fumbling fae.

How he confesses...honestly, he's gonna yell it. It's gonna be in the moment and he's gonna yell all his feelings out, all while his face his blushing a deep red. Since it's obvious who knows if his crush reciprocates.

If this fae had a crush on someone it wouldn't be that obvious, and yet at the same time it would be? Let me explain-

His crush would be the one that he teases most often, whether it's scaring them or just pulling small harmless pranks. But at the same time he would almost act as an adult figure, as a way to comfort them for any situation.

It honestly will cause major confusion for anyone looking in, cause most wouldn't be sure if Lilia saw his crush as a crush or another child to take care of. Even his own crush would be confused by how Lilia sees them, but would most likely think it's the latter.

How he courts, he's definitely gonna leave hints. But because of how he is the hints are gonna be so ambiguous and vague that everyone will think he's just being a friend or father figure. But soon he'll start giving his crush cute pet names, causing even more confusion for how he feels about his crush.

When he does confess it's gonna be over the top, leaving both his crush shocked and embarrassed by the honey filled words he says. This fae may be old, but he definitely knows his ways with words. He'll encourage his crush to think over his confession, not wanting an answer right away. And he'll wait patiently to see if his feelings are reciprocated.

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