I thought I had bad trust issues but this headass thinks his brothers will try to kill him AS A JOKE
sir, I am concerned for you
sir, I am concerned for you
I should block his number, Belphie did…..
sure!! sorry it’s not very angsty:(( also, we chose three brothers only since no one was specified uwu sorry for the long wait!
Around the middle of the year, Diavolo announced that there will be two new exchange students from Olympus: Dionysus and Medusa. Dionysus, being the God of drinking and parties, quickly made friends with Asmodeus while Medusa stuck with Simeon quite a lot.
Overall the pair seemed pretty normal, or at least what normal is in Devildom, but for some reason, Medusa always wore sunglasses indoors. One day, you and the seven brothers were walking down the hall and your eyes landed on a pair of sunglasses on the floor. You picked it up and examined it, then looked around the area to find the person who owned it. After a few moments, you spotted Medusa frantically pacing back and forth.
Assuming she was looking for her sunglasses, you approached her and tapped her shoulder, causing her to freeze. “Is this yours?” you asked. With her back facing you, she replied, “Are they sunglasses? If yes, then they are mine.” You, being the curious meddler you always were, were curious about why she always wore sunglasses. Indoors. Maybe her eyes were so beautiful that the Avatar of Lust would be jealous.
You gently grabbed her shoulder and forced her to face you. “Can I see your-“ Before you could even finish your sentence, your eyes met with her golden orbs. You were so mesmerized by them that you were frozen still and couldn’t move an inch. No, you were turned to stone.
Lucifer wasn’t one for fits of rage. After all, he believed was far more superior than Satan and would never stoop down to his level, but this time he just might. Nope, you cannot kill an exchange student. The exchange student didn’t mean to do it; It would be irrational to harm her. Lord Diavolo will be unhappy with you if you kill the exchange student.
Lucifer sighed and forced his brothers into their classrooms while taking particularly long with Mammon because he wouldn’t stop crying. He calmed himself and simply told Medusa to return to her classroom while he would handle this. He very carefully and quite easily picked you up in his arms and carried you up to Lord Diavolo’s office.
Now away from the prying eyes of students, he can break his calm facade and show his true emotions: Lucifer began to have a full-blown mental breakdown. Lord Diavolo laughed as he has never seen Lucifer this disheveled and simply told Lucifer to calm down. ”CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN?!?” Lucifer practically shouted at Diavolo before almost immediately apologizing for disrespecting him.
Lord Diavolo put his hand on Lucifer’s shoulder and explained that for centuries, a lot of humans would often sell their souls to demons because their loved one had been turned into stone, and they want them to be turned back. This being a lucrative business opportunity, Lord Diavolo and several other demons have created several methods of turning a human that has been turned to stone back to normal. Lord Diavolo then calls Barbatos on his DDD to come to his office. Barbatos enters and looks at you knowingly. He takes a look at Lucifer and uses all his willpower to stop himself from bursting into laughter as Lucifer looked like he aged a thousand years from the sheer stress of you being turned into stone. Barbatos quickly brought you out of the room as if this wasn’t the first time he’s done this while Lucifer could only watch you be carried out the door.
A couple of hours have passed since you’ve been taken away and Lucifer has been pacing back and forth this whole time. Around hour three, Lord Diavolo had to attend to business in the palace and so had to leave Lucifer alone with his thoughts. What if she isn’t okay? What if she stays like that forever? Fuck, do I even know how to function without her? His thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the door, which was opened by no other person than you.
He quickly stood up and walked towards you as if to hug you but just said: “Oh, you’re back, are you alright?” You poked his arm teasingly and said, “Yes, were you worried about me or something?” He quickly responded that he was confident in Lord Diavolo’s abilities and so he didn’t worry at all. He couldn’t admit that he, the Avatar of Pride, who is second in command of the whole Devildom that is feared by all, was so scared of losing you. You looked down and smiled because you knew he was lying. ”Your hair is messy,” you said with a rather smug look on your face. He blushed and looked away, straightening his tie while muttering something about not having enough time to get ready this morning.
“M-M-M-MC!” Mammon was the first one to react. Well, violently react. As soon as he saw the shocked expression plastered on your face with your whole body turned to stone, he screamed so loud that God probably heard him all the way from heaven.
He immediately rushed to your lifeless form and aggressively grabbed your stiff shoulders. He glared at Medusa for a split second before she darted off to someplace else as soon as she caught Mammon’s sharp glare on her. He then returned his attention to your figure, his look softening to that of a needy puppy’s. He cupped your face in his quivering hands and gazed at it, that frozen look on your face leaving a scar on his mind forever. Lucifer approached Mammon and told him to step away from you so that he can bring you to Diavolo, who will return you back to normal.
However, Mammon just furrows his brows at Lucifer and completely envelopes you in a tight embrace. “NO! MC stays with me! AND I WILL KILL THAT SNAKE-HAIRED BITC-“ He declared, but was cut off by Beelzebub forcefully grabbing him by the back of the collar and dragging him back up to his room. Beelzebub sets him down on the floor. Mammon, with his legs sprawled on the floor, crossed his arms and started sulking. Beel hummed in pity. “Don’t worry. Diavolo’s gonna bring her back, you know.” But, he received no response from his older brother.
He was silent—completely silent, which was an extremely unusual situation. The only thing on Mammon’s mind was you, who could end up staying dead, or returning, but who knows what could possibly happen? Right now, all he wanted to do was to reunite with you, feeling the warmth all over your body and hearing your sweet little insults that, secretly, brought music to his ears. He hugged his knees and buried his crying face in them.
Hours of endless sulking have passed, and Mammon finally decided to speak up. “Beel, what if she doesn’t return?” He questioned in a muffled, almost inaudible voice. Beel sighed in relief, knowing that Mammon will not stay dead silent forever. “I know she’ll come back, I feel it.” This response caused Mammon to relax his tense body a bit.
Suddenly, the door swung open, causing Mammon to perk up. He shoots up and hurriedly dashes towards you. He furrowed his brows and bent forward to meet you eye-level. You pushed the middle of his brows back up. “Don’t do that, you’ll get wrinkles.” He blushes and stands straight, placing his hands on his hips. “W-Well, I- Um- You’re back, I guess,” he muttered, trying to seem like he doesn’t care, but you were still able to hear the obvious relief in his tone. You giggled. “You know, even while I was frozen stiff, I was still able to see everything that happened around me-“ you started, gently grabbing his collar and bringing his face closer to yours until your noses were already touching. “-including everything you did and said that openly expressed concern for me.” Mammon widened his eyes, his bottom lip quivered a bit. He grabs your waist and pulls your body close to him, placing his head on top of yours to prevent you from seeing the tears that started rolling down his cheeks. “I…I thought I’d lose you for real… S-Stupid…”
”WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO-” When Satan saw your motionless form, he stayed true to the fact that he was the Avatar of Wrath and tried to kill Medusa. In fact, it took literally all six of his brothers in their full-demon forms to pin him down, which was rather shocking, as he was only the fourth most powerful.
Simeon came over due to the huge commotion and quickly escorted Medusa away from the blast zone of Satan’s rage. While Satan was trying to free himself and swearing that he will torture and end Medusa, Lucifer took out his DDD and called Diavolo. With Lucifer distracted, Satan was able to release himself from their grasp and got up. “WHERE THE FUCK DID SHE GO? I AM GOING TO-” Satan was quickly restrained again by Lucifer who told Satan to calm himself and that MC will be alright. DID YOU JUST ASK ME, THE GODDAMN AVATAR OF WRATH, TO CALM DOWN?
Although Lucifer’s words were meant to relax Satan, it only made him far more infuriated. Every sense of logic, rationale, and intelligence that Satan is known to possess just flew out the window. Barbatos arrived at the scene and hauled you away to an unknown location while Satan could only stare. Lucifer and Beelzebub dragged Satan to his room and locked him in while saying that Lord Diavolo will return MC to normal and that Satan will stay here until he calms down. Lucifer put a spell on the door quite similar to the one he used on Belphie’s door. Satan used all of his strength to try to get out but couldn’t, which of course, only made him angrier. He punched a hole through the wall.
It’s been five hours since you’ve been carried away by Barbatos and Satan is still as mad as he was earlier, or perhaps even more so. There are now approximately 31 holes in Satan’s wall, 4 ripped pillows and one destroyed book (which was an accident because he would never hurt a book intentionally). Satan was lying on his bed, still seething, staring up at his ceiling.
Scaphism? No. Electric Chair? Nope. Crucifixion? No. Brazen Bull? Perhaps. Medusa will be made into an example that if anyone dares hurt MC, consequences will not be lenient and- Satan’s thoughts were cut off by three knocks on his door. Satan got up and walked towards the door, irritated that he had to leave his thoughts on how he should torture Medusa. At the door, his thoughts were racing on who could it be. I swear if that is fucking Lucifer coming in to give me a lecture on making a scene, I am going to- the door opened and it was you.
You are holding a tray of tea-his favorite blend of black tea- because, on your way up to his room, you heard the breaking of plaster walls, so you decided to take a detour and make him some tea. When Satan saw you, he immediately calmed down and smiled at you. You entered his room and immediately saw the destruction and chuckled a little. You looked at him who is now as red as a beet. “Okay, so I may have uhm, gotten a little angry,” he says embarrassed and not looking into your eyes. You give him a peck on the cheek and pour him a cup of tea.
Lucifer is neither demon or angel. A Seraph is a powerful creature, as seen by Lucifer only *feeling* so strongly he created a whole other being, a completely different soul (Satan may have began as a fragment of Lucifer’s own soul, but he certainly grew into a differnet being with Lucifer’s fragment as a base). Lucifer us a tried and true fallen angel, no longer an angel, but also not a demon.
My personal headcanon is Lucifer still has remains of his grace, no amount of removing wings or falling could rip out all the power that he held as a Seraph. However, the pure grace has been corrupted, morphed into power more sinister due to all the feelings of hate, disgust, grief Lucifer has felt. It is no longer healing and holy, but damaging. It craves evil and destruction.
I think I’ll work on making a master list for the other weeks submissions as well.
Week 1: fluff/angst
Week 2: dates/special occasions
Week 3: nsfw
Origins of Satan
* MC and the bros chilling in the living room
MC: Hey, so, Lucifer gave birth to Satan out of rage and wrath, right?
Lucifer: That’s… one way to put it, yes.
MC: So, how did it work? Like did he come from your ass or is it like spiritual thing?
Demon Bros: 👁👄👁
Lucifer: * cough, cough - That is a topic we will and won’t ever touch.
For those kids that dont know: a himbo is an attractive but intelligent man
these are just my opinions as someone who is, admittedly, still pretty new to Monster Hunter lmao
Listen you can go on and on about Lucifer being an intellectual but that won’t change the fact that he is 1.) someone who tends to resolve problems through intimidation and force, and as such 2.) just the right kind of meathead to wield a great sword. He’s probably one of the most efficient great sword wielders out there, though, even with the 5 years it takes to swing one. (Alternative would be the light bowgun, since it’s canon that he’s a good shot.)
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Scorching Blazer or Astral Leo.
IIRC Mammon is either the fastest or one of the faster brothers, so a weapon that allows a quick attack pace plays to his strengths. Would dual blades also work for him? Yeah. But would they get him sick airtime? No, and that’s why he gets the insect glaive. His Kinsect’s name is Goldie.
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Eldora Scepter or Fatalis Soldier.
This sheer amount of weeb energy radiating from this guy is the sole reason why Lucifer doesn’t get the long sword. The sheathing stance makes him feel cool. I don’t have much else to say on this one, it kinda speaks for itself.
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Thunderclap, Seize Cutter, or Kakaru Kumo Naki.
This dude saw the most complicated weapon on the roster and decided to master it just to flex. He inherited Lucifer’s “using oversized blades” gene. Real talk tho, he’s the only brother I can see actually taking the time to learn the ins and outs of the charge blade at all; he might be the Avatar of Wrath, but he seems to have the patience of a saint when it comes to research.
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Dios Strongarm or Research Blade.
It’s graceful! It’s pretty! It lets him stay on the periphery of a fight and not mess up his outfit! What more could he ask for? He also strikes me as someone who would go heavy on status effects, so the different coatings you can use with bows would probably appeal to him.
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Arko Nulo or Blessed Rain.
He could probably handle the hammer or heavy bowgun pretty well, but his personality makes me think he’d be more defense-oriented. Easy to protect your brothers when you’re lugging around a big shield, right? (Plus there’s, u know, the charging bull joke you could make here)
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Giant’s Jouster, Fondue Lance, or Longhorn Spear.
He’s just trying to play lullabies and chill out but, unfortunately, he’s wielding the most in-demand support weapon out there. At least it lets him provide healing/buffs for his twin. (And his other brothers too, when he feels like it.)
Aesthetically, I’d pair him with the Fool’s Harp or Polaris Wraith.
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Currently I am working on an angel lucifer piece, it’s just everyone is so dang fast with digital work. I’m trying!!!
I mean, the bastard once decked Levi, in the nude, in his sleep, when he was gettin sneak attacked. The guys pretty quick.
I think that’s exactly the reason honestly. Lmao. He’s such trouble, and he could fuck somebody up easily. Luci has to keep a pretty hard eye on him to make sure nothin happens. Even if he is a klutz
But anyway, yeah, it’s hard to imagine MAMMON being the second strongest. But then again, it’s hard to imagine Levi being the third strongest, fr, look at him-
Or get a load of this…
This is part of a series, read more here:
Warnings // masturbation, aphrodisiac, unsexy plot, slight cumplay, GN!MC
A sweet rose scent woke you up the next morning. A thick miasma of perfumed something had eased you awake. Brushing the sleep from your eyes, you noticed again how rested and ache free you were from your day with Beel. You noticed you had his shirt on and held it against your face sweetly. Sighing as you remembered the past two days. The idea of an attic sandwich crossed your mind as you looked around the room, expecting to see some source of the heavy scent.
But there were no flowers or soaps or perfumes.
Hmm…. You stood to follow your morning routine as usual. Noting you had slept in a little longer than usual, you hoped there would still be some breakfast left. But when you exited your room the thick fog didn’t leave. You noticed it grew stronger as you approached Asmo’s room by the stairs.
You stood a moment in front of his door, somehow drawn toward the knob. As you took a step closer a voice snapped you back to the hallway.
“MC!” Lucifer was approaching.
“Oh hey Lucifer. I was just about to ask Asmo what smelled so strong in his room…” you admitted, having to hold your nose now that you were so close to the source.
“Ah yes…he seems to be taking an unusually long bath this morning.” Lucifer grimaced. “I’d say he’ll be extra late today. As will you. Go get breakfast and head out.”
At his command you made your way down the stairs. More afraid of Lucifer than you were curious of Asmo’s bath you decided you would just text him good morning.
Lucifer watched like a hawk as you made your way down. The heavy scent coming from Asmo’s roomed covered what was mingling on you; but Lucifer had a gut feeling there was something more to your presence just now. You moved and acted as normal, no one seemed to be having issues keeping to their rooms, everything was going too smoothly…
Asmo was in fact in his bath. Hot, milky water engulfed him as he added more oils to his pool. The small petals that floated around him would grace his skin ever so lightly; even that was enough to make him shiver and whimper.
This was Asmo’s heat.
His own scent excited him so much he had to cover it up as much as possible just to not stay erect and uncomfortably hard. The oils and potions he collected over the year were the only thing helping him stay sane. If he took in his own aroma, let alone say a delicious little human down the hall’s aroma, he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off himself. So for now he indulged in his hot bath and forgot the outside world for a while. It wasn’t until the water grew cold did he finally let the fragrant pool drain. With a heavy sigh Asmo made his way back to his bed.
He had the privacy he needed to indulge himself now.
Random demon trying to flirt with MC: I will fight for your love!
MC: Lucifer is my boyfriend.
Demon: Y'know what- I’m okay being friends.
This is dumb, I’m not sorry 🤣
Lucifer: Ooh, I must say chaps I’m a little drunk *hic*
Diavolo: No..Shhhh. Nonono, you’re about 6'6 give or take are you not? I’d say you were a tall drunk.
Lucifer: *breathy laughter* Oh you fool Dia.
Barbatos: Gentlemennnnn, Gentlemen, we’re not THAT drunk..ARE WE?
Diavolo: We must be, you get yelly when you drink B *snickers*
Barbatos: YELLY?! Me?
Diavolo: Well. Kinda, you shout randomly, sometimes at the end of a sentence, sometimes at the beginning..
Diavolo & Lucifer: Sometimes HALFWAY throooough *laugh*
Barbatos: I absolutely do not DO that.
Lucifer: *giggles as he plays with a napkin on the table* You scared the life of the Little D that came in here and asked if we wanted anything to eat..
Barbatos: What DID I say? *dumb chuckle* I can’t REMEMBER.
Diavolo: He said what do you want..and you said “I’d love some SPAGHET!” *snort laughs*
Barbatos: do you MEAN spaghetti?
Diavolo: You said “spaghet” *giggles* Lucifer, what are you doing with that napkin anyway?
Lucifer: TaaDaaaaa *plonks it on Diavolos head* I made you hat. *cheesey grin*
Diavolo: I Loooooove it!
Barbatos: *starts whimpering*
Lucifer: *gasps* B! My dear friend. Whats wronnnng?
Barbatos: I want a HAT!
Diavolo: *grabs a napkin* I’ll make you one my precious little BB.
Lucifer: But…Who’s going to make me a hat?!
Barbatos: I WILL! *grabs a napkin with a silly smile on his face*
Lucifer: Oh you’re so kinnnnnnd, thank youuuuu.
Little D: Your spaghetti Bar-
Barbatos: My SPAGHET!!!! Your hat will have to wait Luci Lu. *uses the napkin to tuck it into his shirt*
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Even if you chose someone else to commission from
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That being said
Here’s something I just finished!