#mammon x reader
clinginess/affection with the obey me boys
note from kin: this was originally meant to be a shorter piece but then it got real long whoops
also, quick clarification: generally if i do a piece where the characters are separated that means that that character is your only partner for each individual scenario (apart from luke of course he’s just your adopted little brother)
fandom: obey me!
character(s): gn! reader, lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor, diavolo, barbatos, simeon, luke, solomon
pairing(s): demon bros/reader, diavolo/reader, barbatos/reader, simeon/reader, luke & reader (platonic only for the angel bby), solomon/reader
warning(s): might take you a while to get through everyone but that’s all
generally lucifer’s all about the ‘strong independent demon who don’t need no lover’ facade, but don’t be fooled! he’s about a hundred feet deep into ‘unequivocally whipped’ status
he gives the impression that he’d know exactly what he wants and how to get it at all times but really he just stares at you until you get the hint and give him a kiss
(lucifer is good at a lot of things but romance just escapes him sometimes)
anyway truly clingy lucifer is pretty unpredictable but there is one consistent time when he really comes out, and that is when he’s tired
tired lucifer is usually on the more mellow side (if you want to ask him a favour, this is the best time to do it) because he is just too exhausted to get angry at things
tired lucifer is also just about the biggest affection bug in all three worlds because his guard’s down and he’s actually feeling his emotions instead of just generally registering and ignoring them, so he’s suddenly a lot more aware of how nice it feels to be with you
what does this mean? well, tired lucifer usually comes into play while he’s up late doing paperwork and stuff, so this is often how it goes:
1. lucifer becomes aware of his growing exhaustion and decides that he would really quite like to hold you right now
2. lucifer tries to concentrate on his work for about five more minutes
3. lucifer gives up on doing that and decides to go find you
these days you’re usually sleeping over in his bedroom so lucifer will just trot his way over and just kind of collapse on you
depending on whether you’re a heavy enough sleeper to sleep through that one of two things will happen:
if you wake up and ask him why he’s crushing you he’ll offer a quiet apology and give you a little kiss on the head and then pull away to actually get into bed properly
typically you’ll just cuddle up to him and go back to sleep but sometimes you’re awake enough at these moments to ask him if something’s wrong
at which point lucifer will either tell you he just wanted to be with you or start venting about how much stuff he has to do
meanwhile if you stay asleep he’ll probably just lay there for like half an hour thinking ‘i should probably get back to work’ and then not do that
you know that little speech lucifer gives in-game about demons not being able to resist temptation or whatever
yeah that’s him right here
he’s content and at ease and you’re like right there so there’s no way he isn’t just going to go to bed so he can hold you close now
apart from moments like these the clingiest lucifer usually gets is refusing to stop holding your hand (especially when you’re out) for any reason
like you’ll be going out grocery shopping together and he just will not let go at all. he’ll be using magic to pull the trolley and his other hand to pick up stuff and the hand holding yours just will. not. budge.
occasionally he’ll also get a little clingier if it’s been a hard or particularly frustrating day at work and when this happens not even being in the rad assembly hall right in front of diavolo will stop him from pulling his chair up so that it’s right next to yours and holding your hand under the table (he really likes doing that if you haven’t noticed)
when he thinks none of the others are paying attention he might even sneak in a couple of quick kisses on your fingers or the crown of your head
(the thing is at least one of the brothers is usually sitting on the opposite side of the table and it’s kind of hard not to notice this happening right in front of your face)
diavolo thinks it’s so cute so he doesn’t care and the brothers are low key too scared of lucifer to try teasing him
alright so i know that clingy mammon is basically a universally accepted thing but i’d like to propose something a bit deeper
mammon is definitely one of the more affectionate brothers right off the bat, but for him to get truly clingy? that actually takes a good while
for mammon, actively seeking affection is an enormous display of vulnerability. like, you don’t even know how enormous
being the most panned brother in the family means that he’s used to being rejected for all sorts of things, to the point where receiving a ‘no’ when he asks for anything is pretty much expected from the beginning
you’re going to have to sit him down and have a proper conversation about Feelings before he can let that go, and even then it takes him a while after that to realise that you don’t mind if he just comes up behind you while you’re doing homework and drapes himself over your shoulders
but oh boy once he gets into it he gets INTO it
good luck sitting just about anywhere because mammon WILL find a way to cuddle up to you somehow
depending on how much room there is this can go many ways
will he throw himself down sideways and plant his head on your legs? will he settle next to you and pull you into his chest? will he just straight up drop himself in your lap and demand a hug? it’s a mystery
(do make sure to keep initiating affection yourself as well, by the way, because if mammon realises that he’s giving you a lot more affection that you’re giving him he’s going to get insecure again)
(by the way, if you ever do feel like he’s suffocating you a little, just tell him straight up. trying to talk subtly will only confuse him and make him think that he really is starting to put you off - just say clearly that you love him and that he’s still welcome to seek affection, you just need him to tone it down a little. mammon’s happy to do so to make sure you’re comfortable in your relationship!)
mammon is generally very proud that you’re his partner so his clinginess is only reduced by like 10% in public
the two of you’ll be walking around r.a.d. holding hands and he’ll be alternating between staring at you in awe, bumping you gently in the shoulder because the increased contact makes his heart do happy little cartwheels, and giving all the demons walking past smug looks
like ‘see this human next to me? aren’t they the loveliest being you’ve ever seen? don’t you wish you had someone like that? too bad, my human’s one of a kind. suck it, losers.’
he does refrain from too much pda (especially during class) but he also refuses to lose his back hug privilege just because there are other demons around
he does it at the beginning of class when you get in before him, he does it whenever he sees you walking ahead of him in the corridors, he does it to greet you at the end of the day before you start walking home together
running up and throwing his arms around you from behind is just one of his absolute favourite things to do
you know that trope in romance movies where person a hugs person b and like lifts them up and twirls them around? it’s mammon’s dream to one day do that with you
whether he’s the twirler or the twirlee he doesn’t mind, he just wants to do it at least once
allow me to warn you though: if you do let him do the picking up and twirling, he’s not going to stop doing it every time he sees you from now on
and, if you do the picking up and twirling, he isn’t going to stop asking you to do it every time he sees you from now on either
levi’s clinginess dips and peaks on a pretty regular basis
if he’s recently gotten into a new game, anime, or manga, he’ll pretty much not seek any affection at all (at first anyway)
he won’t reject you if you seek affection yourself but he also won’t really initiate it himself
generally these periods will last up to a week, after which levi will usually decide that he hasn’t had nearly enough hugs in recent memory and finally come to find you
even when he is at one of the peaks though he’s not anywhere near maximum neediness
a really needy and clingy levi usually happens when he’s either jealous or has had a sudden existential crisis and is in ‘if i don’t cuddle with them right now i WILL die’ mode
the jealous part is pretty standard - he sees asmo being a bit too touchy with you, you seem to be having more fun with mammon than usual, you’ve been texting solomon a whole lot for the last few days, etc.
of course he trusts you and knows you love him but 1. he gets incredibly insecure, and 2. avatar of envy, remember?
when it comes to this, levi’ll start out by spamming you with messages to come to his room, and if you don’t affirm that you’re coming within two minutes of him sending the texts, he’s getting up to find you
this happens a lot when you’re spending time with one of the other brothers, so what usually happens is levi’ll just barge in and plonk himself on you
for example, you might be in the library with satan, debating theories about what’ll happen in the next volume of the book series you’re both reading
levi will practically kick the door down in the middle of your conversation and make a bee-line for you, jumping up onto the couch beside you and wrapping his arms firmly around your waist
if satan tries to intervene, levi will hiss at him
on the other hand, existential crisis ‘i need touch NOW’ levi is a bit more complex
he comes out pretty rarely but when he does it is a doozy
missing his old home in the celestial realm, remembering the absolute bloodshed of the celestial war and how it had felt to fall and lose his angelic wings, detesting the demon he’s become, the whole shebang
he spends hours on end just lying on the floor staring up at the ceiling, wondering how the hell he got here, just generally feeling awful about both himself and the things he’s done
then that spirals into ‘how am i alive’ and ‘how does life even work’ and ‘where the fuck did father even get the idea for fingers’
and then he’ll suddenly spot something in his room that reminds him of you (whether it be a polaroid on the wall, the controller you were using last time you were over, or a character that looks vaguely like you on one of his posters) and suddenly decide that if he isn’t cuddling you in five minutes maximum, he is going to drop dead
he’s too desperate to waste time by texting you and waiting for a response, so he immediately jumps up and essentially goes on a rampage
it doesn’t matter how many of his brothers are around, it doesn’t matter even if diavolo himself is hanging around, nothing is stopping levi from wrapping you firmly in his arms as soon as he sees you and burying his face in the crook of your neck
on the occasion that you’re out of the house, he’ll either call you and plead for you to come back or sit at the bottom of the stairs in front of the door and wait for you to get back
post existential crisis levi is also often at least 10x clingier than usual for up to two weeks afterwards, so expect a lot more hand-holding, side-hugs and pulling you into his lap while he’s watching anime or playing games
you know that trope in ships where person a enjoys books and person b accosts them from behind while they’re reading? well here person a enjoys books and, while reading, accosts person b
satan’s caught between a rock and a hard place when it comes to balancing his hunger for reading and his need for contact with you so things often end with him doing both at the same time
before he’d typically only ever read either in his room or in the library, but these days he just brings a particularly long book and follows you around, and sits down to read in whatever room you’re in
even if you’re in one of the other brothers’ rooms, he’ll invite himself along, sit wherever he finds comfortable, and go right back to his book
it’s like when cats follow you into every room you go into but don’t acknowledge your existence and settle down somewhere without even looking at you
except satan can’t do it for longer than an hour or two at a time because (even though he’s also ignoring you) he cannot bear not having your attention on him for so long when you’re like. right there
at which point, still determinedly pretending to be absorbed in his book, he’ll start inching closer to you
sometimes you don’t notice until he’s practically on top of you (for example when the two of you are on opposite ends of the sofa in mammon’s room and all he needs to do is shuffle sideways), but other times he’s just so painfully obvious about it (for example when you’re sitting around the dining room table and he starts like,,, hopping his chair over to you as if he thinks no one can see him????)
he’s not going to say anything, oh no no no, he’s just going to lean into your side and then carry on reading
here’s a trick though
wrap an arm around his shoulder, lean over and kiss him on the head, then ask him what he’s doing with a little fond smile on your face. he is putty in your hands in 0.0000000005 seconds
(as if he isn’t already putty in your hands 24/7)
he immediately loses all focus on his book, starts smiling like a lovestruck goof (which he is), attempts to disguise said smile, fails to disguise said smile, and finally just puts his book aside and goes full snuggle mode
it drives his brothers crazy because he does not read the room in the slightest when doing this. like, take that scenario i mentioned earlier where you’re in mammon’s room - satan does not give a single shit that mammon is right there and that’s his sofa
satan does like to do the holding (it makes him feel like he’s protecting you from the big bad outside and also seeing you all cuddled up to his chest makes his heart dissolve into a little puddle) but he is such an absolute sucker for being held
stroke his hair. do it. watch just how much he melts
if he was a cat he’d be purring himself into blissful oblivion
satan also often gets clingier if you’ve been spending a lot of time with lucifer recently
it’s not really a ‘showing lucifer that you’re his’ clingy, it’s more of a ‘he has a massive inferiority complex and needs more physical affection before he self implodes with the Bad Feeling’ kind of clingy
in this case satan absolutely needs to be the one being held because he needs that kind of reassurance
he most likely won’t tell you why he’s suddenly so desperate for cuddles now but you can usually pick up on the fact that he’s a bit down and therefore hold him accordingly
if you weren’t stroking his hair before you better do it now you absolute monster
in particularly vulnerable moments he’ll actually grab your wrist and plant your hand on his head himself because he really wants you to do it but feels embarrassed saying so out loud
look there’s no way of putting this softly. asmo’s an attention whore
and he isn’t ashamed to say or demonstrate it either
linking arms with you wherever you go? absolutely. giving you a big kiss on the cheek whenever he sees you? routine. practically sitting in your lap wherever you’re sitting? always.
if he can see you and he isn’t touching you then there is a severe problem and he must fix it immediately
the other students at rad are split between being sick of seeing you and asmo walking around hand in hand with asmo physically looking like he has sparkly little hearts coming off of him or thinking it’s actually really cute
at one point the faculty at rad thought it would be funny to sit you on opposite sides of the classroom and asmo’s grades immediately dropped because he was just spending three quarters of each lesson staring wistfully at you and sighing so loudly every five minutes that he was annoying all the other students
in the end they put you back next to each other and asmo was over the moon
he just can’t maintain concentration on his work without being able to lean over and nuzzle his head against your shoulder on the regular
he’ll try not to annoy you too much though - if he sees that you want to concentrate on your work or the teacher he’ll refrain from being too clingy
i feel like asmo’s probably starved of innocent affectionate touch so he thrives off of doing things like brushing his nose against yours or linking his fingers with yours while the two of you are browsing a store
he also loves doing things like feeding you at dinner (and of course being fed by you at dinner) but his brothers (read: belphie, levi, mammon) set up such a fuss at how ‘gross’ it is that he doesn’t do it too often
he’s perfectly happy with the not so innocent kind of affectionate touch (he is the avatar of lust after all) but there’ something about cuddling in bed without it intensifying into something more rough that just hits different
he was already diligent about his sleep schedule but now he straight up looks forward to bedtime because it means no one can disturb cuddle time
asmo takes good care of his skin so before he always made sure to sleep lying flat on his back without his face touching the pillowcase so that any product on it doesn’t get wiped off
but - and this is a huge thing - to asmo, cuddling with you goes above his skin in terms of importance
he starts using less stay-on products at night and starts investing in stuff that absorbs nice and quick so that he can smush his face into your shoulder without worrying about getting his face oil on it
asmo also used to be pretty good about getting up on time but now that’s kind of gone
you: “asmo come on we need to get up”
asmo, sleepily pulling you even closer: “cuddle good”
you: “yes cuddle good but we have school”
asmo: “school evil. cuddle good”
lucifer is often frustrated but asmo seems so happy that he can’t bring himself to tell him off
while asmo would be glad to be drowning you in affection at all times, he’s also very aware of the need to be mindful of boundaries and stuff in relationships
he’s good at reading your mood, so if he senses that you’d probably get a little irritated (though you wouldn’t say so, bless you) if he decided to enthusiastically greet you with an ambush hug from the side as usual, he’ll just calmly walk up and take your hand instead
also if you feel like he’s being too much just let him know! he won’t be hurt at all, he’s conscious that his general lack of holding back when it comes to physical affection isn’t for everyone
he’s also perfectly happy to save all the affection for when the two of you are alone if you don’t like pda
beel’s probably the least (consistently) clingy out of the brothers
he’s very much got a one-track mind so if he needs to concentrate on something like homework or finding snacks or working out then the likelihood is that cuddling won’t even cross his mind
in addition to that he’s also usually content just to be near and watch you
belphie’s got an entire album of photos of beel gazing off at something in the distance with an expression of absolute adoration and in each of those photos he was staring at you
no matter how mundane what you’re doing may be, he’s captivated
apart from that his persistent hunger means that whenever he doesn’t need to focus on something else, his one-track mind is generally constantly thinking about how hungry he is, so even then he doesn’t have the room in his mind to get clingy
however, when he does realise that he wants some affection, he becomes absolutely desperate for it, and this is the only time he really gets clingy
it usually starts out as a niggling little thought at the back of his mind while he’s in the middle of something else
he’s vaguely aware that something’s up but he’s too busy concentrating on that other thing to really think about it
it’s like a little hole is opening up inside him and generally when he feels that, he’s hungry, so beel will automatically go eat
but then as he’s sitting there eating he’ll kind of think ‘this isn’t filling up that hole at all’
he’ll take a couple more bites, thinking hard (he might miss his mouth a few times since he’s so deep in thought) and then come to an epiphany
the hole wasn’t a need for food… it was a need for affection
at first he’s just kind of like ‘ah that makes sense’ and carries on eating, just thinking that he’ll give you a hug or something next time he sees you
but then he can’t stop thinking about that need for affection
beel isn’t great at taking the initiative when it comes to affection (mostly because he doesn’t really know how) so instead of actually seeking you out he’s more likely to just sit there and stew in his own want for affection
generally the other brothers will just leave him alone because he’s giving off a real scary aura and it often gives the impression that he’s mad about something, and an angry beel is even scarier than an angry lucifer
the exception is (of course) belphie
it took him a while to figure it out but eventually he realised that when beel gets like this the only solution is to get you
so that’s what he does
beel will be sat grumpily in the corner of the living room, biscuits abandoned beside him, and he’ll hear the door open
at first he doesn’t bother turning around because he’s still sulking about how much he wants some affection
if you don’t immediately realise what’s going on belphie will give you a silent little nudge and then pad off to leave you with your lovely boy
you may be inclined to call out to him, but here’s a much better way to greet him: creep up and hug him from behind
he lets out the tiniest little gasp, stiffening for a moment as he processes what’s going on, then turns to look at you and just lights up like a christmas tree
i hope your schedule is clear because once beel’s got his arms around you, you probably aren’t going to going anywhere anytime soon
but it’s okay because he’s very warm and comfy and he keeps kissing you on the head and it’s like the sweetest thing ever
if you do absolutely need to get up to do something he’ll follow you like a lost duckling until you’re free to cuddle again because once beel gets like this it takes a while for him to stop being clingy
similarly to levi, belphie’s clinginess fluctuates a lot between ‘i will hold your hand but that’s it’ and ‘if you don’t hug me right now i will Scream’
sometimes he’s fine with just napping in the same room as you without particularly caring about being super close to you and other times he can’t sleep unless he’s latched around your goddamn neck
he switches between the two states of clinginess really quickly and there’s no in between either - it’s one or the other
you know that thing cats do where one minute they’re cuddled up on your lap and purring as you stroke them and then the next minute they’re grabbing your hand and trying to murder you? belphie does this on the regular
he doesn’t start biting you but he does go from being all snuggled against you wrapped in a blanket to being curled up on the other side of the sofa and shooting you a very reproachful look if you disturb him by making too much noise or moving too much
the switching goes both ways so other times he’ll seem perfectly happy snoozing on your bed while you get some work done at your desk and then he’ll suddenly be draping himself on you and whining for you to come nap with him because he’s so lonely without you and surely you must be done with that stuff now, so come and cuddle right now or he’s going to cry
however, if you do the right (or wrong thing) you can actually get belphie to switch between the two states of clinginess yourself
if for some reason you want him to go from ‘maximum cuddle overdrive’ to ‘do not touch me???’, just tickle him. he’ll give you a disgruntled look and immediately move away (though if he was being particularly cuddly before it won’t be long before he’s coming to snuggle again)
on the other hand if you want him to go from ‘do not touch me???’ to ‘maximum cuddle overdrive’ then all you need to do is give him a relatively short hug and a kiss on the forehead, then pull away
no matter how firmly he was in ‘do not touch me???’ mode before, doing this immediately makes him go ‘not allowed to stop now, give me more love >:((((‘
he doesn’t really care that you’re doing this on purpose because to be honest he doesn’t notice that it’s a deliberate thing, even if you do it like five times in a row
he’s just focusing on the ‘hug and kiss feel good. want MORE’ bit
by the way if you do deliberately get him into clingy mode, you aren’t going to be able to switch him back to not-clingy mode for at least an hour because he’ll just bat your hand away if you try to keep tickling him and refuse to budge
to be honest though you don’t really need to do this too often because ‘do not touch me???’ belphie never lasts more than twelve hours before becoming ‘maximum cuddle overdrive’ belphie, and most of the time it takes much less time than that, plus ‘maximum cuddle overdrive’ belphie tends to stick around a lot longer
is he’s on a schedule??? because it’s such a regular thing??
take how his clinginess levels change throughout the night for example:
like at the beginning of the night when you’re both getting into bed he’ll be facing away from you, seeming perfectly content with just snuggling into his cow pillow (though he will hold your hand under the covers if you want)
and then nearly exactly four hours into sleeping he’ll suddenly roll over and latch himself around your neck and just will not budge for the rest of the right
but then about five minutes before he wakes up he’ll let go and roll to the other side of the bed again
and then about half an hour after initially waking up he’ll roll back over and start clinging to you again and go back to sleep
is it like a body clock?? does belphie have a clinginess clock???????
the sheer touch starvation of this poor demon… it’s enough to make any grown man cry
his father was the big scary king of the devildom and diavolo was only ever raised to be a good ruler without much father-son bonding, and he also had basically no close friends (apart from barbatos but he wasn’t exactly the cuddly type)
it’s kind of heart breaking how little affection he’s had throughout his life to be honest
and diavolo thrives off of affection and praise (a bit like a golden retriever) which makes it even SADDER because he’s had so little
so now that he has you he is just on cloud nine
just like. permanently. he’s started whistling cheerfully to himself whenever he walks places and honestly it wouldn’t be surprising if he started breaking out in musical numbers
and he brings you with him EVERYWHERE
as the pseudo-ruler of the devildom (his dad’s technically still the official king but he’s asleep so diavolo’s the one making all the kingly decisions) he has to preside over the trials of a couple particularly offensive demons
the defendant will walk in and he’ll be sitting there on his custom throne in this sweeping red and black robe and you’re sitting beside him in an equally ornate throne and wearing a equally fancy robe
(side note diavolo loves seeing you on that throne because it gives you this really powerful regal air and it suits you so well and he just. he simps so hard)
the two of you look like the evil royal couple from some fairytale and it’s incredibly intimidating
but then the judge will start reading the charges and the lawyers (do they have lawyers in the devildom) will be cross examining or whatever it is lawyers do, which means no one’s paying too much attention to what diavolo’s doing
of course he does need to listen to what’s being said but at the same time he’s not the one making the final verdict - he’s only really here to watch the trial
linking hands with you and leaning over and nestling his head against yours it is :D
it kind of ruins the whole intimidating effect when the defendant looks over and you and the demon lord are just canoodling like newlyweds
apart from moments like these diavolo is also practically always touching you. like it’s to the point where it’s almost excessive
it’s basically reflex for him to reach for your hand as soon as he sits beside you or to link arms with you when you’re walking together
he’ll start hugging you and he just??? won’t stop???
like he’ll catch you walking past his room in his castle and come up to give you a hug from behind and then like five minutes later barbatos will see you shuffling about the corridors with diavolo still hanging from your shoulders as if he’s trying to get a piggy back ride
barbatos is torn between loving you for how happy you make the young prince and hating you because diavolo never gets any of his work when you’re around
like at one point he tries motivating diavolo by inviting you over to the castle and telling diavolo that he can go be with you as soon as he finishes his paperwork
but all that happens is diavolo will read exactly two sentences and then immediately declare that he can’t concentrate on work when you’re so close by
at this point barbatos practically begs you to stay away from the castle just for another hour or two because if diavolo doesn’t read through these papers thoroughly he’s going to end up accidentally agreeing to fund a giant bat statue again
does diavolo care about any pda affecting his image? not really
you’re far more important to him than any kind of reputation he might need to upkeep and to be honest if he can’t hug you just because some hoity-toity noble is watching, then what’s the point?????
if it bothers you though he’s happy to tone it down :D
i feel like barbatos is the only one on this list that you can’t really describe as being clingy at all
not necessarily because he doesn’t like affection - the thing is that he’s always so busy that he doesn’t really any choice
even if he does feel the need for affection he just can’t act on it because he has things to arrange and places to clean and paperwork to sort
to be honest he was cautious of committing to a relationship with you in the first place because even though he loved you to pieces he knew he wasn’t going to be able to consistently provide you with the affection you deserved
you’re also going to have to be incredibly patient with him because even when barbatos does have time for affection he’s super awkward about it at first
he’s only ever really known how to treat people from the whole butler state of mind
which just be polite and courteous, keep them happy, do as you’re told and keep your distance
aside from that he was already a little touch averse in the first place and he just doesn’t find it easy to be physically affectionate
he tries to make up for it with verbal affection and a whole host of endearing nicknames but he’s fully aware that a relationship can’t really survive on words alone
so he also tries to do little things like giving you a flower every day or leaving you little gifts and notes
and you seem happy with that which makes him happy but soon enough barbatos starts to realise that he actually wants physical affection as well
he starts small, with cheek kisses and loose hand-holding, making sure that both of you are comfortable, and soon enough you can just run and jump at him and he’ll catch you and start peppering you with tiny kisses
it’s pretty blissful but the thing is that he still doesn’t get a chance to do these things enough
i guess the best way to say it is that barbatos is kind of clingy mentally (like he’ll be thinking about wanting affection on the regular) but can’t really let that through physically
luckily for him, diavolo’s a nice boss and decides that if barbatos doesn’t start taking breaks so that he can actually be with you, he’s going to force him to
barbatos before this has basically never taken a single break in his entire life and diavolo decides that that has to change
so now barbatos gets evenings off to do as he likes
it means that the little ds of the castle have to pick up some of the work barbatos usually does but they all respect the butler a lot and they’re glad that he’s happy with you so they’re willing to help
what does barbatos do with this free time?
spend it with you of course (was there ever going to be another answer)
he’s still not super clingy because that’s just not how barbatos is but he does consistently seek and give affection during this time off
the two of you’ll be baking something together and he’ll keep leaning over to kiss your nose while you’re decorating
barbatos is definitely happy to bake with you if you’re already good with that kind of thing but he’s also just over the moon if you’ve never baked anything in your life because it makes him feel all warm when he gets to teach you
and when you’re under barbatos’s instructions, it’s basically impossible to make something bad
the others they all agree that barbatos’s baking always tastes better when he does it with you
barbatos also very much likes to do that thing where person a has some flour or something on their face and person b reaches to wipe it off but their touch is way more tender than necessary and also their hand stays there for way too long
you’re not complaining though
(occasionally barbatos will deliberately flick a little flour at your cheek when you’re not paying attention so that he can do this)
some of you are probably going to disagree with this but simeon’s an angel so i doubt he’s super physical with his affection
honestly he probably doesn’t even kiss you that often—
HA JUST KIDDING
simeon LOVES physical affection
kisses? he adores them, can’t get enough. holding hands? he never wants to let go. brushing noses? it makes his heart do backflips. hugs? get over here right now
that being said he only really gets ‘clingy’ when he sees you
simeon often doesn’t realise how much he likes your touch until he sees you. it’s like if he can’t see you, he just forgets that giving affection to and receiving affection from you is a thing that can happen
object permanence isn’t one of simeon’s strong points i'm afraid
like if he’s at purgatory hall and you’re over in the house of lamentation he isn’t going to be sulking in his room because he wants cuddles
but if you then come knocking at the door he’s all over you immediately
arm linked with yours as soon as you’re over the threshold to guide you to the living room even though you’re fully aware of where it is, sitting down flush beside you and basically draping his cloak around your shoulders so that he can actually feel you against him rather than feeling you through the fabric, holding one of your hands in both of his and just running his fingers up and down your palm
his absolute favourite thing is the aforementioned brushing noses thing
he first saw it on some cliche romance show solomon was watching and he basically had stars in his eyes
he immediately sent you a very excited and typo-ridden text about it, followed by another text asking if the two of you could try it
it didn’t really work the first time because simeon got overexcited and just bonked his head right into yours
he got the hang out of it eventually though and now he greets you like that every time he sees you
it doesn’t matter how many times he does it, it never fails to make him feel all fluttery and warm inside
if he ever seems down this is a sure fire way to get him to cheer up
it’s great when he’s the one initiating, but when you do it? he hits a whole other level of serotonin
doesn’t matter how blue his mood is, he’ll immediately start giggling, especially if you plant a little kiss on his nose right after
there is one type of affection that kind of scares simeon at first though
so angels are all about the seven heavenly virtues and one of those is chastity
simeon’s shameless when it comes to affection like hugging you from behind or linking hands with you under a table but sharing a bed with you is a different story entirely
you’re not even doing anything you’re literally just lying under the same covers, several inches away from him might i add, and he’s still basically evaporating
it takes him a good three days or so to be able to relax and then another whole week to be able to actually cuddle with you in bed without exploding
and you’ve still got to take it slow from there because even just wrapping your legs around his immediately makes him short circuit
and even once he’s used to that as well, whispering to him in a tone that even only slightly indicates flirtation is enough to fluster him into next week
actually doing that even when you’re just out and about still gets him all in a tizzy
at first asmo thought you must be saying some truly sinful things whenever you leaned over and whispered something to simeon and he’d immediately bury his face in his hands and practically start steaming
then one time he was close enough to actually hear what you were saying and it literally just ‘you’re really cute, you know that?’
weak, simeon. weak.
try not to tease him too much, his heart might not be able to take it
luke basically follows you around everywhere like a shadow
to be honest simeon kind of feels a little betrayed because before luke always stuck firmly by his side but these days as soon as he sees you he starts making a bee line for you instead
you’ll take three steps into r.a.d. and before you’ve even taken another breath luke is hurrying up to you with a big smile on his face
he’ll be walking at two times his comfortable walking pace to make sure he can keep up with you and eagerly nodding along to everything you say
he’s like this little kid who just thinks you’re so so so cool and that you physically can do no wrong
and normally luke doesn’t like being treated like a child but when you do it, it feels more like an endearment thing than an patronising thing, so he doesn’t mind
if you ruffle his hair he gets so happy
up in the human world you hold his hand to cross roads and he’s just like !!!!!!
he feels so safe and happy with you awwwww
he also likes to study with you because you’re good at motivating him, and whenever he gets a good grade on a test or essay he’ll immediately run to find you and show you (or call you if you’re not in the school building)
(tell him you’re proud of him right NOW)
of course he can’t be following you about at all times (that’s just impossible) but he seems to always be there when it counts, especially when you’re having a moment with one of the demons
for example you might be walking around in the r.a.d. gardens after school with asmo
as soon as asmo starts getting close to you, guess who’s running up to you with his arms in the air, greeting you a bit too enthusiastically? that’s right it’s luke
if your partner is barbatos he’ll be a bit more mellow about it since he likes him
but if it’s lucifer, mammon, or diavolo in particular, he gets even more vigilant
even if you’re not with one of the demons (i.e. with solomon or simeon) he’s still barging in whenever the two of you start getting too close for his taste
honestly he acts like a little brother who really doesn’t like who his sibling’s dating (or just doesn’t like the fact that his sibling is dating at all in solomon, simeon and barbatos’ case)
do you mind? not really
it does get a little irritating sometimes but you know luke means the best
just sit him down and talk to him about it and he’ll (though a little begrudgingly) agree to let you have your moments with whoever your beau is
that being said that doesn’t mean he’s going to stop glaring at any of the random students r.a.d. who looks at you for a bit too long
he’s okay with the brothers and diavolo and barbatos but he still doesn’t really trust the demons as a whole so he’s always on his guard because his parental/big sibling figure is NOT getting hurt on his watch
you’re also the first person he thinks of whenever he’s baked something
solomon often texts you to let you know if luke’s baking something in the purgatory hall kitchen because within a couple of hours (it depends on what he’s baking) he’ll be on your doorstep with a healthy portion of whatever it was he made in a pretty little box
(as an aside solomon ALWAYS lets you know this by sending a picture of luke hard at work, which is innocent in and of itself, but he always captions it ‘luke’s baked’ for some fucking reason and you keep getting mini heart attacks because is he implying that luke’s doing weed???)
anyway luke always starts packaging some of his baking up for you as soon as he’s done and simeon and solomon are just like ‘what are we, chopped liver???’
he does still like his house mates of course but it’s just,,,, you’re special okay
solomon’s definitely clingy, but he’s, like, subtle about it
instead of constantly needing to be holding your hand, he’ll constantly have his pinky linked with yours
instead of constantly demanding kisses, he’ll just nudge his cheek against yours every now and then
instead of sitting right next to you so that you’re basically smushed up against each other, he’ll make sure to keep the side of one of his legs softly brushing against yours
it’s partially because solomon himself doesn’t really feel comfortable with heavy physical affection and partially because he’s always hated it when couples are super into pda and he doesn’t want to be a hypocrite
despite both these things he’s still incredibly in love with you though so he does still like to be near you whenever possible
he likes to have you in the room whenever he’s trying out a new spell or mixing up a potion or something because he can just sashay over and get a little kiss on the cheek or the nose and that’s enough to motivate him for at least another hour
solomon’s also got this constant kind of feeling that he needs to protect you while you’re in the devildom because you’re the only two humans surrounded by deadly demons at all times
he’s aware that you can protect yourself (especially once he starts teaching you spells) but he can’t help it
this means that while the two of you are in public he’s actually more likely to do something like put his arm around you
apart from that his clinginess mostly comes through in little things (as i mentioned earlier), but those little things are basically happening indefinitely
like at any given moment you and solomon are together, take a moment to observe. he is 99.99999% likely to be touching you in some way or another
it can be the tiniest thing placing his hand on the table beside yours and letting his pinky touch yours, but it is most definitely happening
all this being said solomon does still like to do the bigger things, he just prefers to do them more sparingly and when no one else is around
he’s been around for so long without anyone who truly loves him and stays by his side like you do and he wants those special moments to be for the two of you only
he’s actually really playful with his affection behind closed doors - like you’ll be all snuggled together in bed and he’ll suddenly blow right into your ear and start laughing hysterically when you start
return the favour when he least expects it and he won’t be laughing anymore
(secretly he is laughing on the inside because you’re just so cute but he’s pretending to be startled on the outside so that you don’t get all sulky)
solomon’s statistically more likely to become clingier/more elaborate with his physical affection as the relationship goes on
like he evolves from greeting you by smiling and reaching over to brush his fingers gently against your cheek to greeting you with these really big bear hugs (not all the time - it usually happens whenever he hasn’t seen you for maybe a day or two - but he definitely does it pretty regularly)
he also starts doing this thing where he’ll sneak up on you while you’re sitting in like the living room or something and fling his giant jacket-cloak over you, and then he’ll settle down next to you so that you’re both all snuggled up underneath it
he does this once and then he can’t stop doing it because underneath the jacket you’re so close and it’s so warm and he just. he adores
to simeon and luke watching from the outside however it looks incredibly strange
(by the way i’m still so angry about it being a jacket like WHY did it have to be a jacket? it was fine as a cloak?? also WHY did it have to fade into white the black into blue was perfectly gorgeous on its own)
(ALSO, what is going on with those half white half black shoes???? solomon really out here rocking with the cruella de vil converse)
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Undateables and brothers with an MC playing with their horns
Brothers and Royals With A MC That Plays With Their Horns
For the sake of this fic, demon horns are going to be sensitive here. That's all I have to say. I'd play with Satan's horns any day.
Brothers and Dateables With A MC Touching their Wings here.
"I don't know why you insist on touching—ah, gentle."
A sigh escapes Lucifer when your fingers brush against the base of his horns. You can see the effect it has on the demon: he is now sighing in your lap, in bliss as you pet his horns.
"Are they sensitive?"
The demon shoots you a scowl. You chuckle, fingers finding their way again to the horns adorning his head. You already know the effect your touch has on him, reduced to a sighing mess, like a cat in pure bliss when you pet it.
But you like to tease Lucifer.
The next few moments pass in silence as you continue petting his horns, with your prideful demon in your lap. You can faintly hear the cacophony of the others in the hallway, but that's a noise you're both willing to ignore for the sake of each other.
But when another noise joins, Lucifer squints as he stares at the shiny object in your hand, and you freeze; having been caught in the act.
None of you move for a hot minute, with Lucifer staring at the offending item in your hand like it's going to bite his ankles, and you freeze in shame.
He closes his eyes again.
"Aren't you going to say anything?"
"Even if I do, you're still not going to cease your attempts."
You grin, resuming the action of placing the anklet on his horns, draping the jewellery carefully so that it doesn't tangle but neither falls off.
And when you look back to admire your work, you can imagine the halo that must have been on his head, brighter and shinier than any jewel.
You smile again at the scowling demon, resuming your ministrations on his horn and hair. You thought demon horns weren't sensitive, but here are you.
"Don't you dare."
But you dare. You know you're the only person Lucifer would ever allow to call him such atrocious titles and pet his hair, stroke his horns and place jewellery on them.
When your fingers brush at the tip, a noise escapes Lucifer.
Not a moan, not a sigh, not a gasp.
The rumbling noise is enough to tell the answer: it's a purr.
Lucifer Morningstar, Avatar of Pride and Eldest of the Seven Brothers, is now lying on your lap and purring like a cat as you stroke the horns adoring his head.
The horns are a replacement for the halo, another sign of the change he has undergone. With the jewels, the black horns are brought to life.
But no halo or jewellery can compare to the light the Morningstar radiates. Even in the darkest days and times, Lucifer shines the brightest, as he was intended too.
And you wouldn't have it any other way.
"Your horns are very useful."
You murmur, noticing how the demon immediately blushes at your statement. His horns are indeed, very useful. From the shape to their design—everything about them is unique. Including its use.
"I'm not a bottlescrew!"
You roll your eyes. "Sure you are," You declare, easing the wine bottle closer towards his horns. They're shaped like a corkscrew, but do they also work like that as well?
"No touching! Grrr!"
You raise your hands in defeat. "Alright, alright," You counter, gazing at the demon whose flustered by holding your hand to stop your movements. "Should I stop touching you then?"
The look on Mammon's face is worthy of a picture.
"No—Yes! AHHH! I mean—"
The demon splutters, stumbling over his own words as he blushes. You know it's all an act, that Mammon wants nothing more than you to touch him. He's always been greedy for you.
So you do.
Reaching out, you place a careful finger on the tip of the appendages on his head. The action immediately silences Mammon, who now stands frozen. You can see his eyes trace your every movement. Every careful stroke and touch, he observes with intensity.
And soon, it isn't long before Mammon is now draped in your lap, your hands soothingly massaging his horns and hair. You can feel him sigh in contentment as you card your fingers through his hair.
He's always been greedy for you.
And who are you to refuse?
He'd fit right in amongst the fishes.
That's the first thing you notice on seeing the coral horns on Levi's head. Given that water is his domain, his more 'demonic' parts would be that of a sea serpent and coral horns.
"Fishy," You whisper, gazing at the demon whose focused on his game, the bass of the final boss reverberating in the air. Levi doesn't hear your observation, but he definetly feels a pair of eyes ogling his head.
"W-What are y-you doing?"
His citrine eyes dart nervously between you and the screen. Instinctively, the tail reaches for his head as his hands are occupied with the controller.
On feeling nothing strange there, Levi shoots you a nervous look.
"Your horns," You declare, not tearing your gaze away from the appendages on his head. At your statement, the purple-haired demon gets up from his chair to inspect his reflection in the glass screen.
But when he doesn't find anything out of the ordinary, a frown falls on his face.
Your eyebrows furrow at the action. You know what is going on in the demon's mind; that he's simply a worthless and ugly shut-in who looks like a freak.
Words fail Leviathan when your hands come to rest on his horns. His posture stiffens, and Levi would be in a stupor right now if not for your words.
A gentle touch against his horns.
"You're not what you think you are."
A brush against his tail.
A kiss to his horns.
Levi doesn't know what he's done to deserve you. Time and time again, you come and make him see the things he's refused, imagined, twisted in his mind.
You're going to be the death of him one day, with your love.
But Levi's going to die a happy death.
Satan doesn't dislike his more..demonic features.
He simply prefers being calm and polite. With his sharp horns and tail coiled around his leg as a sign of control, Satan is a perfect member of the knowledgeable demon elite.
But he doesn't want you to get hurt because of him.
"Careful," Satan warns as he observes your movements. He had been puzzled yet intrigued at your request to inspect his demon form, and he obliged.
You nod in response, gently tracing a finger from the base to the curved tip. Satan was right, they indeed are sharp if not handled carefully, but there's nothing stopping you from showering your beloved demon in affection.
They're covered with scales, you only realize when you feel the sensation of his appendages in your hands.
"Ah, I'm so sorry!"
The blonde demon stumbles over his words at having caught his unruly tail in the action of coiling itself around your leg. That's why he keeps it close to his body, but it seems the heart never listens.
"It's alright," You mumble, gently taking the appendage in your hands as you observe the green scales. You can feel it tremble under your touch.
"You aren't hurt, right?"
"Not at all. In fact, your tail seems to particularly like me."
The blush on Satan's face is adorable, yet embarrassed.
"Can you..touch my horns again, please?"
You find him lowering his head so that you can easily access his horns, like a cat.
If anything, Asmodeus adores his demon form.
The demon flaunts his wings and horns pridefully. He has had many touch his horns and tail in amorous encounters, and Asmo has welcomed it.
But there's a certain emotion brewing in his heart when you massage his horns.
"Your horns are so smooth to the touch!" You exclaim, marvelling over each smooth appendage as you glide a finger across. The demon's horns are ending in pink at the tip, with delicate patterns .
Underneath you, Asmodeus shivers.
"Indeed they are! I make sure to polish them regularly! Smoother and more alluring than others!"
You nod in reply, stroking the area around where his horns emerge. At that action, the demon sighs before leaning into you more.
You let him, placing a hand on the nape of the neck as Asmo adjusts his position to ensure that his horns don't accidentally hurt you. He could never let that happen.
"Would you like me to decorate your horns with some jewellery?"
The demon immediately perks up, excitement thrumming in his veins at your question. Before you know it, Asmodeus has intertwined his fingers with yours, and now your lips are barely apart.
He doesn't give a reply, instead choosing to bury his face in the crevice of your neck. His wings flutter softly, silently, as you feel Asmodeus smile.
"I would love that."
Beel doesn't play much attention to his more demonic traits. Like the horns on his head or the wings on his back, the demon doesn't fawn over them like Asmodeus, or take pride in them.
He can't be bothered, when his hunger prevents him.
But if you seem to find amusement in his horns, who is he to deny?
"Your horns are so big!" You point out, tracing a finger over each ridge that clearly defines itself. The demon had been a bit confused at your request to touch his horns, but sat down nevertheless so that you could easily access his head.
Beel says nothing, but buries himself in your chest. He doesn't feel the need to voice a reply, not when it can be said in a simple action.
Your heartbeat is soothing, just like those times when he'd get nightmares and Lilith and Belphegor would let him fall asleep to the sound of their heartbeat.
Alive and Breathing.
But then he feels something being placed on his head, even lighter and delicate than your hands. A careful feel of the object tells him it's soft, and when Beel takes a deep breath, the familiar fragrance taking his mind back to the garden.
A flower crown.
Looking at the mirror behind you, the demon can briefly make out the flowers delicately woven together, now placed on his head, adoring his horns.
"Is this alright? Asmodeus showed me how to weave a flower crown one time and I thought they would look—"
Beelzebub finds himself giggling. Cute, he thinks, gazing at the flowers on his head and the confusion on your face.
Well, a kiss would clear it all away.
Belphegor snorts at the inneudo, gently wacking you on the head with his tail. Softly, meant in good fun.
You giggle, resuming your ministrations of gently touching his horns. They're twisted like a ram's, and another pun is already on your mind, but you don't voice it out loud.
"I like your horns," You declare, massaging his head harder to emphasize your point; making Belphegor sleepily hum.
"They're a pain to care for." He mumbles, your scent already pulling him to the brink of sleep. Or maybe he's just finding an excuse to sleep in your arms.
"If you want, I could file them down for you."
The sleepy demon nods his head. Belphegor would often fall asleep in the middle of grooming, and then Beel would come to help him. Or until Lucifer scolded him for his disheveled horns.
The prospect of annoying Lucifer does sound interesting.
But his mouth opens, and he finds himself already giving permission as he's pulled into bliss by your ministrations. Your hands work their magic on his scalp and horns, and if the demon isn't careful he might just doze off.
Belphegor doesn't mind that.
In your lap, with you massaging his head and horns, he feels as if this moment would be disturbed any moment. Soon one of his brothers will come rushing in and take you away from themselves. They always want more time, but Belphegor will make up for what was lost.
For now, he's in your arms.
That's the first thing one would notice about Diavolo's demon form. Even the most extravagant beings would be overshadowed by the grandeur of the Prince's demon form.
Adored with gold at the tips, each wing and horn is elegant, large, a display of sheer power and authority that the demon possesses.
And yet, you have the formidable demon Prince in your lap, whose seeking respite from the ever-lasting pile of paperwork and Barbatos's nagging.
"That feels good." He mumbles, closing his eyes to savour the sensation of having your undivided attention without any paperwork or royal duties, if only for fleeting moments.
Never had the demon thought that he'd find solace in having his horns played with it. Maybe is it because he never had experienced affection?
But then you came along.
"Your horns sure are big, Dia," You tease, tracing a finger across the length, down to the very ends in gold.
"You're quite bold," He murmurs, inhaling your scent as it calms his nerves. And then, he abruptly sits up straight, letting the mattress dip under his weight until your eyes are at level with his. A finger is placed under your chin, and your lips are barely apart.
"But that's what I like about you."
The space between two lovers ceases to be.
The butler never acts improper.
His position calls for it, to be ready to serve and help his Lord in his time of need, to be dedicated and composed as ever.
Barbatos remains a mystery to many, but to you, he'll break down his walls.
"Your horns are deceiving. Frail at first glance, but they're strong and firm." You observe, placing a finger across the thin branches of his horns.
"Just like you."
The demon smiles, feeling something warm brew in his chest. "I don't share my secrets with anyone," He whispers, leaning forward to place a flower in your hair and give you a chaste kiss. Leaning back against the tree trunk, Barbatos admires his work.
"But you have my heart."
Gently feeling the petal, you flash the demon a grin. "I sure do, Barb. But it looks like someone else has found an affinity for your horns."
His eyes immediately dart towards the chirp of a bird, which seems to be coming from his head. A Devildom sparrow now proudly perches on his horns, merrily enjoying the view.
Barbatos and you share a chuckle together.
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That time you and your demon boyfriend went viral
hi yes hello obey me fandom!! my name is Gabbi and i have never played a single second of the actual game but i have read enough fanon content for the past year to have this idea swimming around in my head and now i am finally letting this accursed thing out of my brain and putting it in yours
also i’m only doing the brothers because any more than that and i’d have an aneurysm probably. oh and shoutout to @obeythebutler and @beels-burger-babe for inspiring me with their works to feel brave enough to write for this fandom
You and Lucifer go viral on Asmo’s Devilgram story!
You’re in the kitchen helping Asmo with dinner duty and singing along to one of your playlists of human realm music that you like to show him.
Asmo starts filming your cute little dance while you stir the pot on the stove because you are just adorable!
About ten seconds into him filming, Lucifer appears in the doorway with quite the stern look on his face. You know, the one that comes right before a “MAMMOOOOOON” and strikes fear into the heart of all those with functioning eardrums. That one.
He opens his mouth, presumably to tell y’all to shut the fuck up, but then there’s a lull in the music and the eldest can hear your voice ever so slightly above the song’s vocalist and he freezes.
Man stops in his tracks like someone just smacked him in the face with a midair volleyball.
Asmo can be heard stifling a laugh behind his phone.
Lucifer’s face gets so soft and he almost, almost, loosens his metal-rod-through-the-ass posture before you notice him and give a little wave and ask if you and Asmo were being too loud like the considerate darling you are.
Lucifer clears and his throat and says something like, “No, you aren’t. I was just coming to check on how dinner is coming along,” and leaves, after which Asmo immediately presses the post button.
Screenshots of Lucifer’s heart eyes for you go absolutely viral because every demon on Devilgram goes absolutely feral for seeing the eldest demon brother lose his dignified composure. It becomes a meme template. “Get you someone who looks at you like Lucifer looks at MC” and “me at the delivery demon when he shows up with my spicy bat wings” posts become commonplace. (Asmo thinks the memes are totally worth getting strung up with Mammon for laughing at them.)
Much like Lucifer, you and Mammon end up going viral off Asmo’s Devilgram. (Noticing a pattern here?)
He pulls a silly prank on your asses and honestly I don’t know how you fell for it. But hey, they say “idiots in love” for a reason, so...
You and Asmo are sitting in the common room of the House of Lamentation just chillin. Well, he’s chillin, you’re on the floor studying for an upcoming exam.
The video starts in the middle of a conversation you and the avatar of lust were having.
“No, Asmo,” you say. “Mammon and I don’t use pet names for each other.” Now that’s just a darn lie, and every demon and crow within ten miles of Mammon and you together knows it.
“Really? I find that very hard to believe, MC.~”
You sigh in response to Asmo’s teasing. “Okay, he has a lot for me but I’m just not much of a pet name person, y’know?” The rest of the exchange goes like this:
“Oh, I totally get it.” *pause* “Hey MC, what do human world bees make again?”
Cue a sheepish Mammon sticking his head in the doorway at the bluntness of your tone when you answered Asmo.
“Yeah, babe?” he looks like a puppy left on the side of a highway oh my god hUG HIM-
Asmo turns the camera back to his smug ass face and in the background you can be heard tripping on the damn carpet trying to get up and hug your mans. (”MAMMON GET OVER HERE SO I CAN HUG YOU” “W-WHAT? I THOUGHT YA WERE MAD AT ME?!?!?!?!”)
Streamer Levi? Streamer Levi.
You guys go viral the first time you make an appearance on one of Levi’s weekly (insert cool Devildom streaming service name here) streams.
It’s completely unintentional. You had been asking him for weeks to play with him on there, but he’s the avatar of envy after all. He doesn’t like sharing his partner, even if it’s with random strangers who have no real access to you.
However, he has his stream on a Thursday instead of a Friday one week, and you come into his room carrying dinner because 1) You didn’t realize he was streaming and 2) No matter what he was doing, the boy needed to eat. It wasn’t unusual for you to bring him dinner, so you had no idea why he was blushing and stammering even more than usual this time in particular. Boy was speaking in beached whale trying to tell you what was wrong.
Then you notice his screen. Oh! “Hi chat!” You wave, setting Levi’s food down on his desk in front of his keyboard. “M-MC!” He full-on whines, slamming a hand over his mouth afterwards when he remembers his viewers could hear that.
Honestly, they’d meme the fuck out of him if it weren’t for the fact that they are FINALLY SEEING HIS HENRY!!! THE MYSTERIOUS MC!!!
Chat is bombarding you with questions while you make Levi eat dinner. And by make him eat dinner, I mean literally feeding this man forkfuls/spoonfuls while he games because you love how flustered he gets when you do that.
Does it impact his score? Absolutely. Does he care? Not really when you’re pampering him like that.
You start answering chat’s questions about you while he’s chewing so he can’t tell you to stop LMAO-
You’re a natural on stream. The VOD becomes the most popular on Levi’s account in a matter of hours and soon cute highlights compilations of you and him on that stream start making the rounds on Devildom Twitter.
There was buildup to Satan going viral, similar to Levi in a way.
Satan does have a Devilgram, but it’s basically a white woman’s Instagram with added book reviews for variety. Unless you’re a reader his account is pretty boring: candles, books, fireplaces, and cats.
However, after you two started reading together fairly often he began posting pictures of your legs draped over his while you sat together. They’d always be captioned with vague ass pretentious literary criticism.
This goes on for months, and he gains a lot of (horny) followers after the leg pics start up. He doesn’t really get why but you both joke that it’s because you have some damn nice legs and I mean neither of you are complaining about the new following.
You two go viral when he finally shows your face, entirely by accident.
The post is a video, which is already strange for him and grabs attention. In it, you’re scoffing and reading an excerpt of a book, mocking its understanding of female anatomy.
“I’m quoting here, Satan: ‘her breasts bouncing around like giant pacmen.’ I’M SORRY?? THAT ISN’T HOW BOOBS WORK SIR. WHY ARE MEN ALLOWED TO WRITE?”
(fun fact that is a very real quote from a very real book I really read last month pls save me)
Originally the camera is focused on your body, with your head out of frame to protect your privacy, but your righteous anger made Satan laugh. Like, a real laugh. The one that makes you and everyone in earshot wonder if he truly was never an angel cause he sure as hell laughs like one but anyway-
When he threw his head back, his DDD angled up just a tad without him noticing, and your face was in view for like .2 seconds. Screenshots of it are making the rounds on Devilgram almost immediately: FINALLY THE LEGS’ OWNER HAS BEEN FOUND.
Satan apologizes profusely but you honestly find it funny and you two opt to just start taking selfies while reading with both of your faces in them from now on.
I’m gonna be real with you: you and Asmo go viral all the time. Pretty much everything Asmo posts can be considered viral because of his social media following and his status as one of the seven avatars of sin.
However, there are some fairly cute highlights to be pointed out among the times you were both featured in a post that blew up.
Your favorite is probably that time Asmo livestreamed on of you guys’ ‘Nail Nites,’ as you call them.
You’re both on the floor, doing your nails and kicking your feet back and forth while talking to chat. A lot of the questions are about your relationship, and there’s a lot of flirting back and forth between the two of you.
A particular clip of the stream does blow the fuck up on Devilgram, though, when someone screen records it and posts it with a bunch of heart emojis edited over it.
“’What colors do you think best describe each other?’ Ooo, that’s a good one, chat!” Asmo claps his hands together excitedly, making sure to be careful of his nails.
Pretty much everyone expected you to say pink, but you surprised both your boyfriend and your viewers when, after a pensive few moments, you replied with “Hmm...probably yellow or orange.”
“Can I ask why, darling?” Asmo tilts his head in confusion. I mean, yeah, those colors look good on him, but he doesn’t wear them often so he’s wondering about your thought process.
“Well, in the human world those colors often represent happiness, optimism, and positivity. You’re always the cheerful presence I need in my life when things get hard, so you have the vibe of those colors.”
Asmo proceeds to burst into tears and hug you, messing up both of your nails and prolonging the stream since you both have to start over. But neither of you particularly care.
Fun fact: Asmo has the clip that demon made of that portion of the stream saved on his DDD and watches it whenever he feels sad.
Beel and you probably go the most viral out of everybody. Like this moment is an entire phenomenon across the Devildom internet.
It’s a video, or well, multiple videos, taken at the end of a Fangol game that Beel’s team had just won. Everyone is cheering and going crazy, yourself included, and you just really wanted to congratulate your boyfriend.
So, like the rational person you are, you elect to climb up onto the railing of the bleachers and wave to get his attention.
You were absolutely fine up there, and sat all comfortably motioning Beel over to you. He notices, of course, and jogs over, standing right beneath you and looking up. (Back where you were sitting, Mammon is screeching like a hyena in heat and Belphie, who is laying down, has one eye open to glare at him. The youngest knows Beel would never let you hurt yourself; you’re fine.)
A bunch of assorted demons at the game has started filming while you were sat atop the railing since you were rather noticeable. Therefore, there’s a shit ton of different angles of the adorable events that follow:
You slide off the railing, landing right in Beel’s waiting arms bridal style. You’ve got this brilliant smile on your face as you pull his helmet off. None of the DDDs filming can hear it over the crowd noise, but Beel asks you why you just went through all that trouble and you tell him it’s because you wanted to tell him how proud you are.
Soft boy’s chest puffs up and he smiles this big cheesy smile at you reach up to run a hand through his hair. You feel him practically purr at the contact, and with a laugh you pull him in and plant a big ole smooch on him.
The crowd, at least those of them that can see, scream. Everyone is running high on adrenaline and happy emotions; something that cute causes a ruckus!! When you pull away Beel proceeds to put you on his shoulders and you celebrate with him and the rest of his team.
The videos of you two being adorable go completely viral and there are some threads dedicated to stockpiling every single angle taken of the event. Beel is completely oblivious to the attention but you have a lot of them saved on your DDD.
If you think Belphegor has any sort of social media presence whatsoever then you are sorely mistaken. (Well okay he actually does run some anonymous troll accounts to meme on Lucifer’s posts but that’s neither here nor there-)
Therefore, naturally, you two go viral off of Asmo’s Devilgram.
Okay so someone in the obey me tag the other say headcanoned that Belphie will go out of his way to nap in ridiculous places and my brain really took that and RAN WITH IT.
So what happens is that Belphie will fall asleep in the fucking weirdest places. I’m talking on top of the fridge, underneath the dinner table, on top of bookshelves...you name it, he has slept there, no matter the effort it takes to get there in the first place.
And, ever since you two started dating, you would join him. Sometimes it involved putting yourself at risk of great bodily harm, but the little smile he gave when you he saw you fucking scaling the countertop to reach him made it worth it.
So anyway, since Beel adores the both of you to no end, he takes pictures whenever he sees you two napping together, whether or not it is in a crazy place. He sends these to the family group chat because he thinks they’re adorable.
Over a span of weeks to months, Asmo has built up a stock of images of you and Belphie cuddles up in seemingly impossible places. Once he has about ten or so, he posts a compilation of them to his Devilgram with some cheesy ass caption like “The things we do for love <3″.
They become a meme SO QUICKLY. Like UNBELIEVABLY quickly.
The picture of you and Belphie sleeping on top of a bookshelf, in particular, is a big hit. Memes abound.
“If my girl doesn’t climb up a bookshelf to cuddle my ass, she don’t love me.” “Get yourself a partner who scales bookshelves just to be with your ass.” Etc etc...Belphie doesn’t give a shit but you laugh at a lot of them so he sees that as a good outcome.
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MC: Okay we gotta be quick and silent for this one,kay? Lucifer won't find out we were here
Mammon: gotcha *falls and breaks two vases, three paintings and a door*
Lucifer: *appearing from the shadows* they told you to be quiet
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kabedonning with the boys
note from kin: i’m going to be trying to include luke platonically when i do these group headcanons, so his section is about him saving you from being kabedonned by two of the others rather than doing any actual kabedonning - since i couldn’t figure out a way to fit him into a kabedon scenario without accidentally making it seem romantic in some way
the dateable characters have two sections - 1. doing the kabedonning and 2. being kabedonned. luke also has two sections, but for him it’s 1. what he does when simeon kabedons you, and 2. what he does when lucifer kabedons you, relating back to those two respective characters’ sections
i make a few references to the clinginess piece here and there but i don’t think you have to have read that one to understand them
fandom: obey me!
character(s): gn! reader, lucifer, mammon, levi, satan, asmo, beel, belphie, diavolo, barbatos, simeon, luke, solomon
pairing(s): demon bros/reader, side-dateables/reader, luke & reader
warning(s): uhhhh i make a jojo reference if that counts (also this is another big one, heads up)
lucifer does kind of half-kabedon you on the daily but they don’t really count - they’re just him sidling in front of you to block off the outside world a little so that no one tries to interrupt a moment or a conversation
actual full on, aggressive hand-slam kabedons are actually quite few and far between
he typically doesn’t like doing them because it’s a very obvious ploy for attention and it kind of hurts his pride to need to go to that extent for it
also he finds them a little brutish. like, he’s all about the dominance stuff or whatever, but isn’t shoving the object of your affections into a wall kinda unnecessary?? (plus he’s a little worried he’ll hurt you by accident because demon strength and all that)
when he does do it, it’s usually to get back at you if you’ve been teasing him, or if you’ve gotten him all flustered in a public setting where he really doesn’t want to be caught looking like romeo when he first saw juliet
it’s kind of his way of trying to take control of the situation - being so flustered and unable to properly articulate all the fuzzy feelings bubbling up in him makes him feel like he’s lost all power in this situation, and while he’d probably trust you with every ounce of his actual power should it come down to it, it still makes his pride hurt a bit
the aforementioned fuzzy feelings usually translate into the whole hand-slam thing - the louder the thud (or the ‘don’, if you will), the more flustered he’s feeling
but, because he’s generally already in a bit of a tizzy by this point, it’s very easy to get him even more flustered
look in directly in the eyes. that’s it he’s gone
when he does this whole embarrassment-driven kabedon thing, he’s usually got his head bent so that you can’t see his face clearly, so you’ll have to either tilt his head back up with your hand or bend down to look up into his face. either way he’s going to implode
hopefully you don’t have any plans in the near future because once lucifer’s calmed down his heart a little bit you’re not going anywhere anytime soon
if you were anyone else you would have to have balls of absolute STEEL to have the nerve to try to kabedon lucifer
luckily you are not anyone else, so that rule doesn’t apply to you
so! lucifer generally responds to being kabedonned in three ways
1. smooth: lucifer looks at you for a moment, chuckles, then kisses you
this is the most common response because lucifer is in general a very smooth demon (when you haven’t already pre-flustered him to high heaven)
he won’t say it aloud but he very much likes it when this happens
anything that gives him an excuse to kiss you is a good thing to him tbh
2. windows system failure: exactly what it says on the tin. lucifer’s mind goes completely blank and he just stands there against the wall staring at you like ‘huh’
this is second most common and usually happens when you kabedon him while he’s preoccupied with thinking about something
his mind’s still half focused on that other thing but he’s also dimly aware that something has just happened. he’s not entirely sure what, but it sure did happen
this one usually then leads into 1 but it can on occasion lead to...
3. heart-shake: lucifer goes bright red and is unable to speak because his heart is performing a full circus acrobat routine in his chest
this is the least common response and it happens either when you’ve already been teasing/flustering him before the kabedon, or if you kabedon him particularly forcefully and/or smirk while doing it
something about you being all assertive and taking clear charge of the situation is just extremely attractive to him and he doesn’t quite know how to handle it
(you get bonus points if you flip him kabeddoning you into you kabedonning him because… good lord does that give him butterflies)
in crass terms it’s basically just a ‘holy shit that was hot’ moment
(if he’s completely honest though, lucifer has about three of those per week because you just keep finding more ways to be unbearably enchanting)
have fun trying to shake lucifer off after this response though because he gets… whew, he gets intense
mammon kabedons you on a regular basis, and he’ll do it for anything
has your attention been off him for too long? kabedon. were you being a little too nice to that other demon back there? kabedon. have you been looking especially lovely today and don’t even seem to realise it yourself and it’s driving him CRAZY whenever you do anything? kabedon.
however these kabedons don’t actually usually go like they’re ‘supposed’ to go, mostly because your reaction will usually make mammon forget that he’s supposed to be all dominant and stuff
if you get flustered by the kabedon he is just so endeared that he can’t keep it up
he can’t maintain the cool guy act if you start stuttering and like avoiding eye contact because he’s just internally screeching
he’ll last for a maximum of five more seconds and then start grinning goofily and just pulls you into a big hug
might spin you around a bit, might nuzzle into your hair, who knows?
however, if you’re unfazed, he starts getting flustered himself
he is just so weak for those eyes of yours and with you just staring at him like that… he can’t take it
he’ll stop kabedonning you at that and just kind of turn away to try to disguise the way his cheeks have flamed off, muttering something half-heartedly about how you’re no fun
pro-tip! use this chance to catch him off-guard with a kiss. trust me, he’s gonna love it. he may also overheat so much he explodes but that just comes with the territory
if you want a kiss from mammon, however, the best thing to do is to be playful about it when he kabedons you
smile, ask him what he’s doing with a little lilt in your voice, tilt your head to the side just the teeniest bit, etc, etc - nothing that’ll fluster him too much, but just enough to make him heat up a little
he’ll grin goofily back, reply with a heartfelt little one-liner, then lean in
it’s like the two of you are in a romance movie honestly, it’s just that cheesy
mammon usually starts automatically blushing pretty much as soon as you touch him, but it takes his brain a few seconds to figure out exactly how you’re touching him and— okay whoa is this happening right now???
his instinctive response once he’s caught up with what’s going on is just to clap his hands to his face
and, since we can’t see his expression right now, why don’t we take a peek inside his mind? here we go!
‘this is the best thing ever i think i’m gonna have a heart attack is this even legal how is this possible i’m gonna to die i’m gonna drop dead right here and now but at least i’ll die a happy demon’
this is a rule with mammon: whenever he’s with you, no matter how cool and collected he seems to be, his mind is almost certainly going off the rails in one way or another
whether it’s gushing about how much fun he’s having with you or how nice you make him feel or just general awed admiration
like how the light is hitting you at just the right angle and making it look like you’re glowing like some ethereal being and honestly, to mammon, you might as well be
anyway back to the kabedonning
mammon already generally thinks you are both the cutest and hottest being that there is (if you think those two traits can’t co-exist, take it up with asmo), but when you do things like this… oh boy
if you pointed one of those security infra-red scanners at him he would be entirely red, probably with very aggressive waves of red coming off of him as well
he might as well be considered a nuclear threat at this point
and, much like a lot of nuclear threats do, he’s about to blow up
whether you decide to wait the whole process out or speed it up by pulling his hands away from his face - once he’s stopped boiling over like an unwatched pot, he’s basically throwing himself at you
are you ready for all these kisses? because, fasten your seatbelt, you are GETTING them
levi’s watched romance anime. he’s read romance manga. he’s seen kabedons. of COURSE he’s dreaming of doing it himself some day
easier said than done, though, because levi’s about as good at executing romantic gestures as joseph joestar is at flying planes
he’s tried to do it so many times and every single time he chickens out last minute
and of course there’s an element of insecurity at play here, too - do you even want to be kabedonned by him? what if you find it so unattractive and repulsive that you just straight up leave him?
he’d die. he’d keel over and pass away right there. father’s gonna have to make some room because levi’s soul’s coming home sooner than expected
it’s not like kabedons are even required in a relationship for it to work, but once he’s got it into his head, he can’t stop thinking about doing it, even if it might end in failure
and then, one fateful day…
the two of you are just hanging out in his room, playing some platformer, and then lucifer calls you both down for dinner
you get up and stretch, then start making your way out the room, but levi doesn’t move
he’s so content in this little bubble that he doesn’t want you to go - he doesn’t want this warm feeling to disappear so quickly
so, just as you pause in front of the door to ask him if he’s coming, levi gets up and swiftly backs you up against the wall
then, as you ask him what he’s doing, he abruptly slaps his hand onto the wall behind you
if you’re a little stunned, levi himself is at least a hundred times more so. like, where did that come from?? it’s like some anime alpha male possessed him for a second
well he’s here now so he might as well make the most of the situation
his voice goes quiet and he leans in close, as if you two aren’t the only people in the room and you’d be able to hear him clearly anyway
“can we… stay here for a bit longer?”
well. looks like you aren’t getting any dinner today
levi has thought plenty about kabedonning you, but he’s never even considered that you might kabedon him
it just didn’t occur to him that it was even a possibility??
so when you do so for the first time, his first response is just to straight up scream
well it isn’t really a full-blown scream, it’s more of a really high pitched ‘wEH?!’
think waluigi but more short and snappy, and also a whole lot more panicked. also he’s on helium
he starts just stuttering furiously and the words he’s saying don’t… sound like words at all???
here, i’ll give you the transcript. imagine these words and sounds have been put in a blender and then sprayed out through a hose - that’s what levi sounds like saying them
“i— huh— you— hand? me? hand me? you— huh— wuh— uh— what—”
you just smile knowingly (you’d anticipated this response already) and kiss him
there’s a very long moment of stunned silence, and then levi’s off again
you’ve just turned the speed on the blender up to 100, and now it doesn’t even sound like he’s saying anything in any language at all
if you recorded this and then played it to a voice activated ai like siri, the entire device would just shut down
levi’s flustered on the regular by every other thing you do , but this is on a whole new level - and he has no idea how to deal with it
in the end he just kind of collapses forwards and hides his face in your shoulder
you laugh and pat him on the back as he grips onto the back of your shirt or jacket or jumper, still mumbling unintelligibly
you’ll have to give him a while to recover, and you might want to guide him to somewhere more comfy where you two can sit/lie down, because he’s not removing his face from your shoulder anytime soon
give him more warning next time, he nearly passed out
[five minutes later]
levi: “that was the most terrifying thing ever, i thought my heart was gonna fail ”
you: “sorry, sorry”
levi: “...do it again”
out of everyone, satan’s the only one who fully commits to and properly goes through with kabedons regularly, and those kabedons usually happen in libraries
satan’s seen plenty of romantic dramas and rom-coms in his time, and he’s seen a lot of canoodling in libraries, especially when the romance is in a university or high school setting
study date meet-cutes, love interests’ hands brushing when they reach for the same book, doing some gross couple-y stuff in one of the more unpopular aisles, and, of course, kabedons
and satan’s both very easily influenced by the stuff he watches and (for some reason) can get really competitive with other couples, even fictional ones
it’s like ‘oh, you think YOU’RE a cute couple? watch and learn, you silly little baby man’
thus: he too must have a very romantic moment in a library with you, and it has to be BETTER than all those fictional couples’ moments
he has a bit of a modus operandi when it comes to the kabedons, to the point where you can usually spot when he’s planning one about five minutes before he actually does it
(it’s not that he invites you on library dates specifically because he’s planning to kabedon you in the corner at some point during it, it just often hits him halfway through said dates that this would be one great Romantic Opportunity )
he’ll not-so-sneakily get you to come with him to a quiet aisle by the wall, where he’ll start pretending to be browsing the books
then he’ll use some poor excuse to call you over (one time it was ‘hey, look, there’s a dead fly on the shelf’)
and then he executes the kabedon
it kind of gives you emotional whiplash because when he pushes you into the corner and places his hand firmly on the wall beside your head he seems so decisive and confident, but then suddenly he’s smiling all gently and leaning in
his kisses are so soft?? it’s kind of like he’s apologising for being forceful with the pushing just earlier with them
(the librarian is usually fully aware this is happening but they’re too scared of satan to intervene)
it’s unexpectedly hard to catch satan in the right situation to kabedon him because he’s usually sitting about with a book and it’s nearly impossible to efffectively kabedon someone in a chair
keyword here being nearly because you’ll be damned if you aren’t going to try
first you need to choose the right moment - the kabedon will be most effective if you do it when he’s least expecting it
so you’ll wait until he’s fully absorbed in his book - you can tell when he is because he’ll bringing the book closer and closer to his face
you’re also going to need to take into account the environment - he’s sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room, so there’s no wall to slam your hand against
thus, you’ll just have to make do with the back of the sofa itself
alright, that’s the plan done with. time to GO IN
at this point, satan’s already very dimly aware that you’re planning something - as preoccupied by his book as he is, he’s always got room in his mind to observe you
but, like i said, it’s very dimly, and he most definitely isn’t expecting you to suddenly get up and push him back into the sofa, then cage him in by slamming your hand beside his head
his first thought goes something like this: 'wuh HUH?!”
his second thought is: ‘okay. you know what. this is very attractive actually.’
his book has long since fallen out of his hands at this point, and he’s just kind of sitting there and staring dumbly up into your face, which is, like, distractingly close
then you smirk at him. how DARE????
how DARE you be so charming. how DARE you make him feel like his heart’s about to burst right of his chest. how DARE you do this and NOT immediately kiss him????????
he’s fixing that right this instant, so you better be prepared
book be damned, he’s an idiot and he’s in love, and you’re also an idiot but you’re a beautiful idiot that by some miracle of the universe is his, and he’s going to die if he doesn’t have you close within two (2) seconds
asmo’s not really a ‘kabedon’ kind of guy, he’s more of a ‘run up from behind and tackle-hug around the waist’ kind of guy
he’s not someone who needs to be in a dominant kind of position, figuratively speaking - and he finds it incredibly alluring when you take up that role, so he usually just leaves it open for you to do so
that being said, he doesn’t not enjoy being in that position either
it’s asmo, he’s into pretty much anything under the sun
to be honest he’s not entirely sure what a kabedon is because he doesn’t really watch a lot of dramas or anime or anything that might include a kabedon, he just knows that it’s a term and that it involves walls
he may be the avatar of lust but he can’t be aware of every possible romantic move out there
then one day, while out shopping together, he sees a couple in the shoe section who are decidedly not browsing the shoes
he points them out to you, something vague about how odd the way they’re standing is, and you take a look, then laugh and explain what’s going on over there to him as you move off into a different section of the shop
he seems to be pretty intrigued by the concept - he’s actually paying more attention to your explanation that he is to all the pretty suits and dresses around him, and soon enough it becomes obvious why
and then, as soon as your explanation’s over, he abruptly catches you by the wrist, backs you up against the wall, and performs the most flawless kabedon ever
like i don’t think you understand how smooth it was. if it was an x-factor performance he would have gotten the golden buzzer. if it was a strictly come dancing performance he would have gotten all tens. it was just THAT perfect
he leans forward, so that his nose is brushing up against yours, and stares intently into your eyes for a moment or two, one hand against the wall to keep you caged in and one hand slowly reaching up to touch your face
then he suddenly gives you a playful little kiss and pulls back again, beaming, and asks, “how was that?”
well, i’ll leave that up to you - how was that?
i said it just before, asmo is always just enamoured when you take charge over him, and this is no exception
you might as well start ringing the wedding bells yourself because when you do things like this asmo gets cupid-shot about ten times over
it’s actually quite the foreign feeling - asmo’s used to being the one shooting the arrows, not the one being struck by them - but he can’t say that he dislikes it
because honestly? he adores it
the fact that you can genuinely make him feel like a schoolboy experiencing love for the first time or a groom on his wedding day, the way that you can make him feel so in love - it’s just so special to him
being the avatar of lust, he’d honestly thought at one point that he wasn’t even capable of feeling genuine love for someone - that he’d only ever be able to feel desire, not real affection
but then you came along and turned just about everything he thought he knew on its head
and asmo? he couldn’t be happier
so, taking this back to the kabedon...
the instant he catches onto what you’re doing he just starts giggling furiously
it’s not like vindictive ‘haha this is so funny’ giggling or anything, it is pure, unbridled JOY
it’s like liquid happiness that’s been poured into a spray bottle and he’s just absolutely going wild with the nozzle (why does this sound vaguely euphemistic)
and asmo’s giggling is pretty infectious, so you start cracking up too
you attempt to say something reproachful to asmo for always making you lose your cool when you try to do this, and the back and forth that follows is so punctuated by laughter that the words don’t really sound like words anymore
at some point the not-words disappear and become kisses, but neither you nor asmo are ever sure when that happens
he often clings to you for a while afterwards, because moments like these are the ones he holds closest to his heart, and he always finds it hard to let them end
at this point the kabedons have kind of become an essential part of your regular affection rituals - they’re like your special little thing as a couple
beel does know what kabeddoning is, but it’s only because of levi
(he’s a good passive listener as long as he has a decent supply of food throughout whatever he’s listening to, so levi often rants to him about anime and stuff)
and he’s not particularly opposed to the idea, but it can’t be said that he definitively wants to do it, either
beel doesn’t usually have any concrete ideas about what he wants in terms of affection, whether it’s about what he wants to do or what he wants you to do. he just kind of takes each moment as it happens, and counts any acts of affection that he does get to receive or perform as a blessing
still, it doesn’t mean he’s never going to do it. it’s just only going to happen once and then he’ll probably forget it’s a thing he can do for the rest of time
what is that one time? well i’ll tell you right now
you and beel are just having a merry old time in the kitchen attempting to make cream puffs from the recipe barbatos gave you, and at one point or another, you managed to get a sizeable dollop of cream on your nose
beel has already been having a hard time refraining from eating the ingredients throughout the whole baking process, and this is just the last straw
he likes food, that’s obvious enough, but he also likes you, devastatingly so
put the two together and what do you get? the demonic equivalent of a carrot on a stick!
beel just starts shadowing your every step around the kitchen, while you remain completely oblivious to the hole he’s staring through your face
in the end he has enough of beating around the bush and just suddenly backs you up against the counter
now this isn’t the beel you know. WHO is this suddenly assertive and intimidating demon and WHERE is your sweet boy
oh! here he is! he’s swiping the cream off your face with his thumb and then kissing you on the tip of your nose :>
the kabedon’s over as soon as it begun, really, and it’s a very fleeting moment, but it definitely happened, so you can say that much
beel is hard to kabedon because he just won’t notice he’s being kabedonned - you’re gonna have to explicitly tell him what’s going on
and even then he usually doesn’t really react, he just kind of stands there like ‘is this what’s happening right now? okay.’
beel only really gets properly flustered by a select few things, and unfortunately this isn’t one of them
that doesn’t mean he dislikes it when you kabedon him - you have to get close to him to perform them, after all, and that’s always a good thing in his books - he just doesn’t have any particularly strong feelings it happening
that being said, he’ll gladly play along with your little charade if it makes you happy, and if he realises that you like it when he responds to these kabedons in a certain way, he’ll keep doing it
one of his favourite things to do when you back him up and try to look all intimidating is to just scoop you up into a giant bear hug
you’ll immediately drop that act and wriggle half-heartedly in faux-protest, though you’re definitely wrapping your arms around him as well
he also figures out at one point or another that if he just acts surprised/clueless, you’ll usually end up giving him a kiss, and he is ALL about those
(sometimes he just immediately kisses you himself when you kabedon him and you get all flustered and he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever)
now, those astute among you will have noticed that i said usually beel doesn’t really react. usually doesn’t mean always, so what happens those other times?
well, every now and then, beel responds to being kabedonned with just OUTRAGEOUS happiness
actually it’s not so much the kabedon itself that has this effect on beel, it’s just the act of affection itself
like i said before, beel usually takes each act of affection as a blessing as it comes, but every now and then they hit him hard and he’s just like ‘WOW i am in love!!’
it’s like you got a shot of serotonin and just injected it straight into his brain and it’s the best feeling ever
your love hits better than any drug ever could and that’s a FACT
does it still count as kabedonning if it’s against a bed instead of a wall and you do it with two hands?
i’m pretty sure kabe means wall in japanese but you know what i’ll count it a kabedon, it has the right vibes
anyway, belphie probably kabedons you the MOST out of everyone
he’ll do it to get you to lie down to take a nap with him - like he’ll just push you down onto the mattress, hover over you for a moment with an oddly serious look on his face, then just collapse on top of you and go to sleep
you probably won’t be able to get him off anytime soon and anyway the way he’s just hugging you close is very cute, so you might as well stay put
(plus if you do push him off he’s probably just going to get up and plonk himself on top of you again)
(in case it wasn’t already obvious, these instances all involve a ‘maximum cuddle overdrive’ mode belphie)
he’ll also do it to wake you on the rare occasion that he’s up before you - you’ll open your eyes to find a shadow over you and next thing you know belphie’s attacking your face with little kisses
it’s a nice way to begin the day and it seems to make belphie very happy as well, which is a bonus
i don’t know where belphie gets the strength to basically just plank over you, sometimes for minutes at a time (i can’t even plank for thirty seconds), but i guess it’s just sheer willpower/need for cuddles
sometimes he’ll just do it for no reason at all, he just ‘felt like it’ - like you’ll both be hanging out in the attic, messing around on your D.D.D.s or doing some homework, and he’ll suddenly just push you over and do his bed-kabedon thing
it’s one of the ways he tries to get you to pay more attention to him when he doesn’t think he’s getting enough
though when belphie’s in ‘maximum cuddle overdrive’ mode, no amount of attention is ever enough. like he’ll want cuddles even while he’s GETTING cuddles
belphie isn’t upright enough of the time to be properly kabedonned very often
however, do not fear! it’s a very easy feat to just use his bed-kabedon trick on him
fair warning, though, it might not give you the result you’re looking for - if you want to fluster him, a bed-kabedon won’t work because he’ll just respond by immediately wrapping his arms around your neck and pulling you down into his chest
and then you most likely won’t be able to move for a while because now that belphie’s decided you will be his cuddle buddy for the remaining duration of his nap, he will NOT let go
belphie, much like beel, can only be properly flustered by some very specific things, and once again, kabedons aren’t one of those things
he’s hard to fluster in general because he’s nearly always half asleep so his brain doesn’t process things enough to get flustered
like, say you manage to catch him standing for long enough to properly kabedon him. he doesn’t process the kabedon, he just processes that you touched him and are very close now and thinks ‘ah. kiss time’
it can get a little irritating because he’s not taking you seriously but he also smiles a very cute little smile and he does give you kisses anyway so you GUESS it’s okay
if belphie picks up that you seem to REALLY be into the whole kabedon thing, he’ll try to play along, but he acts it out so poorly so it just feels like he’s making fun of you
like you’ll back him up against the wall and everything and he’ll be like [holding hands up in surrender] “oh nooo please be gentle i am but a flustered boy. also you look very nice today have i told you that yet’
(i’m paraphrasing here but that’s basically what he’s saying)
he doesn’t mean to sound so sarcastic, but the way his voice naturally sounds + his bad acting just makes it come off like that
oh no now he’s made you grumpy
“nooo don’t be sad ur so cute aha”
i’m kidding i’m kidding, he doesn’t say that
but he does feel kinda bad now so he’ll probably spoil you a bit if you want him to
i’ll be frank with you, diavolo has NO idea what a kabedon is or how it works
for one thing he’s never really been into the sort of media that shows a lot of kabedonning, and for another diavolo just isn’t great with what’s ‘down with the kids’ these days
as far as he’s concerned about how dating/seduction works, the most romantic thing you can do is sword-fight anyone who tries to steal your sweetheart away, like a medieval knight
(he still has yet to do this himself but that’s mostly because everyone’s too scared of the demon lord to even think about going after his beloved, so he doesn’t get the chance to propose sword fights very often)
even if you did spend ages explaining the concept of kabedons to him, he’d probably just accidentally push you over or something while trying to do it
and then he’d spend five minutes apologising profusely and offering all sorts of treasures and treats to you so that you won’t be mad at him
diavolo just cannot have you be upset with him, it physically hurts his soul
anyway even after your explanation he still doesn’t quite get it - like, what’s the point? why do people do it? why do people enjoy getting shoved into walls???
so you try familiarising him with them by watching a couple of romance animes/dramas or whatever it is that kabedons appear in most frequently together
and every single time a kabedon happens he just turns to you with the most ‘?????’ expression you’ve ever seen
his entire face scrunches up and he just kind of looks like he’s eaten a really sour lemon
now that you’ve given him the challenge, though, he’s determined to get it right at least once, if only just to make you happy (have i ever mentioned how much he likes it when you’re happy? it makes his heart do the smiley emote)
unfortunately he still has yet to successfully pull of a kabedon, despite having tried it like five times by now
the first time he did actually accidentally push you over, the second time he fell over himself, the third time he knocked a painting off the wall… it just keeps going wrong
give him time, he’ll get there eventually
you know how earlier i mentioned that diavolo doesn’t understand why people enjoy being kabedonned? well once you do it he has an epiphany
THIS is why people kabedon each other. THIS is why so many people want to be kabedonned. THIS is why they enjoy it
IT’S REALLY HOT
sorry was that a bit too strong
it makes his heart go WHOOSH right into the hemisphere (or the devildom equivalent anyway)
it’s like one of his heartstrings is tied around your little finger
on any occasion you’re still tugging at it and making him all soft like a marshmallow, but when you do things like this, you’re doing the equivalent of tying that string to a rocket that’s about to take off
diavolo has ASCENDED (celestial realm watch out because the demon prince is about to bust through your floor)
he always responds by covering the bottom half of his face with one hand and blushing furiously, but he’s also got a massive grin (he’s partially hiding it with the hand, but when diavolo smiles like this he does it with his whole face, so you can still tell)
look, it doesn’t matter if you’re on the smaller side and not very intimidating. it still hits him like a truck that’s on fire
diavolo’s so dazed and basically high on the love feeling that he’ll probably agree to anything you ask him while kabedonning him
like you could probably ask him to dissolve the rad and replace it with a giant pancake restaurant or something and he’d just nod like “yes absolutely, whatever you want”
you’re not evil though so you don’t really take advantage of this agreeableness for much other than getting him to promise to buy you some more of a snack you like or something
(though you wouldn’t really need to kabedon him to get him to agree to that, he’d agree to do so any day, any time)
barbatos has witnessed you kabedonning his boss multiple times and every time he is impressed even more by the sheer effect you have over his young master
would you be surprised if i told you barbatos also doesn’t know what a kabedon is? probably not
unlike diavolo, though, once you explain what they are, he nails it perfectly
i mean what were we expecting it’s barbatos
the thing is that they feel kind of… robotic? like, it’s too perfect, too by the book, too exact to ones you see in anime - it’s like he looked at a step-by-step guide and followed every single word by the letter
and barbatos doesn’t do anything except for the kabedon, either - he’ll back you up against the wall, put his hand on the wall for a bit, stare at you, then just walk off again
it doesn’t help that he usually executes these kabedons when he’s still in the middle of working and just happens to pass by you, so it’s not like he can linger for long anyway
it’s like he doesn’t really understand that a kabedon is more than just about the kabedon, it’s about what you do with the situation the kabedon creates… if that makes sense
but then one day something changes
it’s evening, which means barbatos is officially on break, and the two of you are spending it taking a nice walk around the castle’s gardens
he’s just listening silently to you talk with this little smile on his face, and then that smile slowly starts becoming more thoughtful
there’s just something about the way you look in the dim light of the garden, surrounded by all these lovely flowers (though of course you are the loveliest of them all), and how content you seem to be and the feeling of your hand in his…
might as well call you fergalicious because you make this boy go loco
he subtly starts backing you up against one of the hedges, just staring real intently into your face like he usually does with the robot kabedons… except this time the intense stare becomes a gentle smile and he kisses you
it’s not a proper kabedon since it’s a hedge and he doesn’t do the hand slam (no kabe and no don, truly a tragedy), and also he didn’t really do it with the intention of it being a kabedon… but spiritually i’m counting it as one anyway
let me warn you now: kabedonning barbatos is a real bad idea. and it’s not because he’ll get irritated or anything
it’s because he passes out. no i am not joking
you back him into the wall and he hits the floor before your hand can even hit the wall
barbatos is a vanilla boy, perhaps even more so than simeon, which is pretty surprising in and of itself. i mean, a demon being less knowledgable about love than an angel, beings which literally have to live by chastity as a law?
it’s true that they’ve both been around for a while, but simeon’s been acquainted a whole host of beings with all sorts of personalities and interests and heard a bunch of weird stories over the year
barbatos on the other hand has always been kind of sheltered compared to him - being such a busy guy, he doesn’t get to go out into the world very often or meet a lot of people
and diavolo isn’t exactly a paragon of romantic knowledge either
anyway! this is why he immediately keels over when you kabedon him
he isn’t used to feeling such a sudden rush of attraction - he isn’t even completely used to having that constant warmth that pools inside him whenever he thinks of/is around you
love is a very foreign thing to barbatos, and so is this sort of… desire??? is that the word??? i don’t want to use arousal it sounds kind of weird
and his body has no idea how to handle it, so it just shuts down immediately
diavolo was concerned about this at first but since he realised that the passing out doesn’t really have any negative after-effects, he stopped getting so alarmed
now he just thinks it’s the funniest thing in the entire world
barbatos himself doesn’t hold it against you, but he would prefer that you at least refrain from knocking him out while he’s still working
(although every time he passes out like this he wakes up to you taking care of him, which is definitely not a bad thing… so maybe… it’s alright if you do it every now and then)
believe it or not, simeon is proficient at the art of the kabedon
he wasn’t at first but he is now because he just keeps doing it
in the beginning it was just a fun little thing that he saw in a tv show and wanted to give a go, but then he also started doing them whenever he wanted attention, and whoa, is this really your angel???
so let’s get into that!
simeon’s a drama queen when it comes to not getting enough of your love, and he’s not ashamed to show it
it’ll usually start out with not-very-subtle body language - shifting about to place himself closer to you, fiddling with his hands, sighing loudly and then looking at you pointedly, etc.
then, if you continue to not give him the affection he seeks, he'll start calling - i.e. he’ll cup his hands around his mouth (even though you’re both sitting pretty much next to each other) and be like “heyyyy! your angel’s over here!!! and he wants love!!! heyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!”
if that doesn’t work he moves onto poking you every few seconds and waiting for a response
and if that still doesn’t work, he pulls it out… the kabedon
it’s like he suddenly flips a switch - his entire demeanour just changes without so much as a warning
the playfulness completely disappears, and he leans in real close as well, smile gone and replaced with a very intimidating stare
he doesn’t say anything for a good while, and to be honest it kind of feels like he’s sizing you up to perform a murder
of course simeon doesn’t do that though
when he thinks he’s stared for long enough, he’ll pull back a bit, then tilt his head just little to the side and ask, “you’ll pay attention to me now, right?”
gonna be honest you don’t really feel like you have a choice
once you nod (or, even better, lean forward and give him a kiss), he immediately lights up
it’s like the switch has flipped back, and he beams so happily (and innocently) that you kind of forget what just happened - and he does a good job distracting you with all the affection as well
i did mention earlier that simeon is more knowledgeable in these fields than barbatos, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t also react very strongly to being kabedonned
he doesn’t pass out but he gets damn close
you don’t understand how he be both so suave when kabedonning you and immediately turn into an anime schoolgirl with her first crush as soon as the tables are turned
don’t dish it out if you can’t take it, c’mon man
between this and the fact that he took nearly a month to be able to cuddle in bed with you without turning into a human torch, it’s becoming clear that simeon will just combust whenever you do anything that has even the most remote risqué connotations
he’s fine with hugs and kisses and stuff but place a hand on his thigh or something and he immediately gets so hot that he probably manages to speed up global warming a bit (an even more impressive feat considering you’re not even in the human world)
and i guess kabedons fall under the category of risqué to him???
to be fair this extremely flustered response comes mostly when you do the kabedons in a kind of dominantly flirty manner (idk how to put it)
you can practically hear a lid popping off, like he’s a kettle that’s over boiled
he can’t even say anything, all he can do is stand there attempting to hide his face with his hands
and then he gets even more flustered when you lean in real close and start whispering to him to try to coax him to let you see his face
you wanna know how you can surprise him enough to get him to lower his hand? see that gold metal-ribbon thing keeping his cloak fastened? give it a tug. that’s it, just a nice firm yank
would you look at that! i don’t think i’ve seen that many shades of NEON PINK in my life before!!
(this is absolutely a call out, WHY is simeon’s in-game blush PINK???? they did a darker red for mammon, so why didn’t our angel lad get the same treatment?????)
when he sees simeon kabedonning you—
the first time he saw this happen luke genuinely thought simeon was attacking you
he walked into the living room just as simeon backed you up against the sofa and just screamed
simeon didn’t even have the grace to pull away, he just looked up at and waved hello like what he was doing was perfectly normal
i mean, it kind of is, but luke doesn’t know that - all he knows is that he’s pinning you to the sofa, what the fuck simeon
“what are you doing?! simeon! let go!!!”
he actually hurries in and attempts to wrench simeon off you himself, and the older angel just lets him since 1. he thinks it’s cute how protective he’s being, and 2. he’s too busy laughing to resist
luke somehow doesn’t notice simeon absolutely losing it and immediately checks on you like a worried mum
you’re very close to bursting into laughter yourself, but you collect yourself once you realise how genuinely concerned luke looks
you reassure him that you’re fine, but he doesn’t relent immediately - he starts patting down your arms and asking if it hurts anywhere
then simeon starts getting up and starts to say something, and luke immediately throws an arm out in front of you
“stay back! i— i won’t let you do anything! even if it’s you, simeon!”
that’s it simeon’s on the floor again
he just thinks it’s so funny that luke’s reacting like this to a kabedon
you also think it’s pretty amusing but it’s also very heartwarming to know that luke would be willing to fight one of his own if he needed to protect you
in the end you both explain what was going on to luke (well, you did most of the explaining, simeon was still too giggly to speak coherently)
he doesn’t really get it, but he does now understand that seeing a kabedon in action probably means that something Romantic is about to happen and he does not want to see that
nowadays when he walks into a room and sees simeon kabedonning you he just immediately walks out again
when he sees lucifer kabedonning you—
imagine you’re luke in this situation. you've just gotten back an essay with top marks, and you’re looking for your favourite parental/sibling figure to show them and also thank them for helping you write the esay
so you ask your other favourite parental/sibling figure, and he says that he saw them in the library earlier
so off you go to the library, full of youthful joy! but what do you see when you open the door to the library? lucifer himself, the avatar of pride and diavolo’s right hand man, has your favourite parental/sibling figure cornered against the wall!
wEEWOOWEEWOO THIS IS AN EMERGENCY, ALL UNITS TO THE FRONT
luke doesn’t even register that lucifer is actually the flustered one here (read back to his part if you’ve already forgotten), he just sees a big demon trapping you and gets immeasurably angry
he immediately takes up a battle stance, one hand pointing at lucifer and the other one clenched in front of his chest and beginning to crackle with angelic magic
“let them go right now!”
lucifer kind of freezes, while you peek around at luke from under his arm, a little concerned
this is one heck of an overreaction, not to mention that this situation could have been very dangerous for luke if lucifer was genuinely attacking you somehow
but luke doesn’t care that his magic probably wouldn’t even give lucifer a cut or that lucifer could squish him like a bug if he really wanted to, he just wants to protect you
it’s so sweet but also unnecessary in this situation becuase lucifer wasn’t attacking you - quite the contrary, actually
lucifer is refusing to look at luke because he’s still blushing and he doesn’t want him to see, so you just quickly reach up and pat his shoulder or something, maybe give him a little kiss on the cheek, then quickly go to calm luke down and clear the situation up
and once he’s recovered from the surprise of the situation (and gotten rid of the blush), lucifer will also come up to join the explanation
luke kind of bristles a bit at him and while lucifer might have been offended by the whole thing on any other occasion, he’s in a good mood today, so he just thinks it’s rather funny
for some reason, no matter how much he tries to avoid it, solomon always breaks something whenever he kabedons you
it’s like there’s a kabedon-god watching from up in the heavens, and they’re personally giving him the middle finger
and, speaking of fingers...
one day solomon’s experimenting with some ‘creative’ magical devices, among which is a ring that’s meant to cause a very small explosion if the stone in it is pushed down
he puts it on to make sure there aren’t any malfunctions or whatever, and at that moment you walk into the room with a hot drink for him
you have this kind of effect on solomon where, every now and then, he’ll look at you and get so overwhelmed that he practically forgets his own name
it’s like your very presence is enamouring enough that it dims everything around you in comparison, and solomon is a moth to your flame
you put the mug down on the table and give him an encouraging little kiss on the cheek, then begin to walk out
and solomon, forgetting that this always ends in disaster, decides to kabedon you before you can leave
and what else has he forgotten? that’s right! the explosive ring!
it’s a little bit too big for him, so it’s spun around on his finger, meaning that the stone is on his palm side when he slams his hand onto the wall, and you can probably see where this is going
solomon accidentally activates the explosion mechanism, realises just in time to wrench the ring-wearing hand away and cast a shielding spell over you with his free hand, then BANG
rip solomon’s left hand
the explosion enchantment on the ring wasn’t very strong, so the damage really isn’t that bad - his skin’s just a bit burnt, mostly - but the finger that the ring was on got the full brunt and recoil of the explosion, which unfortunately means that it’s now broken
the kabedon curse continues to ruin everything...
solomon can easily fix himself up with a spell, but instead he chooses to be as dramatic as possible about it so that you’ll fuss over him >:)
the kabedon god must really hate solomon because the curse carries over to when you try to do it to him as well
you don’t break things, though, no no no, that’d be too easy
instead, every time you kabedon solomon… he has a nose bleed
ok so this may not be so much the kabedon as it is solomon himself, but EVEN SO! i that trope has been scientifically disproven! people don’t actually get nosebleeds when they’re flustered, so obviously this is the curse’s doing
at one point you suspect that he might somehow be doing it on purpose just to fuck with you, but solomon is adamant that he can’t control this
i mean, come on! why would he want to interrupt a kabedon, a prime opportunity for some affection?? it’s just illogical
solomon himself HATES this, but he just can’t do anything about it
at this point he’s genuinely upset that these things happening and just wants ONE kabedon to go successfully
it doesn’t help that levi’s recently been pestering him to watch this romance anime with a very prominent kabedon scene and it just… ugh why can’t HIS kabedons go like that
he wants that quiet kind of charged romantic moment!! he wants that flustered laughter!!! he wants that kiss!!!
but NO, kabedon god just keeps shooting him in the foot
one time another couple was in the library with you two and just as one of them kabedonned the other, the one being kabedonned announced that they were breaking up with them
you and solomon had a bit of a crisis after that - like, is the curse so bad that it’s affecting other people around you as well???
at this point you and solomon should probably just stay away from all kabedon-related things in general
but you know what? that’s fine
you don’t need kabedons to get kisses, and solomon sure as hell isn’t going to stop wanting/giving those
take that, kabedon god! we don’t want your stupid cliche moment anyway!
but if either of you are watching anything and a kabedon scene comes up, you’re both immediately either turning off the device or just leaving the room entirely
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Can you do where the brothers react to Mammon coming to their room looking shaken up and then they open the door and then he immediately hugs them and whispers you're okay you're alive before crying and passing out again
Brothers React To Mammon Coming To Their Room Shaken Up
The budget won't cut it. Twenty percent more needs to be added to the cafeteria funds and five to the construction of the new theatre—
There's a resolute knocking on his door, one that won't even when Lucifer asks to quieten his banging. Hurriedly placing a paperweight on the documents, he gets up with a huff and curses, dreading what shenanigans his brothers have done this time.
But when he opens the door, the sight is unlike anything the demon has ever seen before.
"Mammon," He mumbles, surprised to see his brother so dishevelled. His hair's messy, and his shoulders are trembling, with tear stains and watery eyes.
But before he can say or do anything, the white-haired demon's arms are around him.
"You're okay. You're okay—you're alive and you're here—ain't—ain't leavin' me—"
The words have the demon baffled.
Words, simple words spoken in a worried tone, and they have an immediate effect on Lucifer, who stands in a stupor, and only when Mammon clings to him does he finally regain his senses and hug his brother back.
Mammon must be drunk, Lucifer notices as he gapes at his babbling brother whose hugging him like a koala. Mammon must had a nightmare, Lucifer realizes when he sees his watery eyes and the way the demon hugs him. Mammon must love him, Lucifer concludes as he stares at his brother's unconscious form, finally asleep with his head on Lucifer's chest.
The Avatar of Pride stands in a daze as he cradles his brother. There's an heaviness in his heart that he can't describe, and when Lucifer blinks he can feel tears stream down his cheeks.
Tears of love.
Seems brothers have the same nightmares. A bittersweet smile forms on his face as Lucifer closes the door and leads Mammon to his bed, an action he's grown accustomed to since his Celestial days.
Pulling aside the covers, the demon gently rests Mammon's head on the pillow as he tucks him in, and with a kiss to his head and a spell, the lights go out, save for the candles.
In the middle of DevilCraft, there's a persistent knock at his door.
"Password?" Leviathan calls out, knowing that none of his brothers know the code to access his room. And it's there for a good reason: to keep his brothers out and have some privacy, where his room is his domain, away from normies and scummy hands.
Mammon, whose attempted to steal the Exclusive Ruri-Chan figurines.
But when the knocking doesn't stop, and a reply doesn't come, Leviathan groans as he gets up from his chair, cursing at the person behind.
"Why are you banging on my door at such a—"
Before Levi can complete his sentence, Mammon has wrapped his arms around him, and Levi has to lean on the doorframe for support.
"W-What?" The demon blurts out, dumbfounded at Mammon's state. Messy hair and watery eyes, like he'd been gaming or crying.
"You're okay, you're okay and—and you're alive. You're here and y-you're alive."
Levi stands shocked.
No insult falls out of his mouth, no attempt is made to push his brother away. Instead, the purple-haired demon barely manages to muster a sentence before Mammon is out cold, and he has to lean forward to hold his limp form.
With shaky hands and heaving breaths, Levi closes the door with one foot as he drags himself and Mammon to his tub, and as smoothly as he can manage make his elder brother comfortable.
With an Azuki-tan pillow by his side to prevent nightmares, Levi pulls his gaming chair near his tub, and the demon sits in it while staring at Mammon's sleeping form.
And when Levi opens his mouth to speak, all that spills past his lips is a cry.
His heart aches.
With a need to feel his brother, physical touch that the demon sneered at. But now, Leviathan leans forward to hold Mammon's hand in his own, not knowing what to do with his heart.
So, he squeezes the hand as tight as he can.
It's like the Celestial Days, all over again.
The knight is just about to kill the dragon and save his kingdom from downfall. He unsheathes his sword, and with a prayer in mind, plunges it forward—
There's a knock at his door.
Putting his book down, he gets up from the bed to unlock the door, the question already on his tongue. But as soon as the door swings open, Satan arches an eyebrow in confusion.
"What are you doing up so late—oompf!"
In a clumsy motion, Mammon has wrapped his arms around the blonde demon, all the while babbling incomprehensible words. Only when Satan leans closer, does he hear loud and clear.
"You're okay—you—you're alive and you're breathing in front of me. You're here."
And then Mammon goes limp in his arms, as Satan supports him with his arms to prevent him from falling.
He doesn't know what to say. So Satan settles for placing Mammon on his bed and tucking him in, after removing the stray books.
Satan decides to stand against the bed, almost as if keeping guard. He doesn't no what to say or do. Mammon must have had a nightmare, apparent from the way his shoulders shook and his eyes were red. But the contents of the dream is what baffles Satan.
He loves his younger brother.
This is an emotion Satan thought he only felt for cats. But now, when he sees Mammon asleep in the moonlight after passing out in his arms can only be described as a fear to lose what he loves.
And, in the silence of the room, the dam finally bursts.
The insistent pounding on the door makes him wake from his beauty sleep.
Asmodeus grumbles and curses as he groggily gets up to open the door, and complaints are already on his tongue, ready to be spit at the brother that dared to disturb his sleep.
"Mammon?" Asmodeus mutters, shocked at his brothers appearance. And before Asmodeus can even comprehend, hands are all over his face, tracing his features in a frenzy.
"You're here. You're here and you're alive and—and y-you're breathing. You're okay."
Before Asmodeus can say anything more, Mammon collapses in his arms. The demon doesn't know what do, utterly dumfounded by his brother's words.
So he does what comes to mind: close the door and lead Mammon to his bed. It's a tiresome task, given that the demon is heavy, but Asmodeus manages, and tucks him under the plush blankets.
The sleepiness has vanished from Asmodeus.
Observing the gentle rise and fall of Mammon's chest, Asmodeus leans against the wall as he tries to sort the mess in his mind.
He remembers how the white-haired demon was babbling, garbled words spilling past his lips as he clutched his nightshirt feverishly. That same look, that exact expression was what he gave Mammon when Lilith's punishment was announced.
He remembers the pain.
His vision grows blurry and Asmo blinks; the action sending tears falling down his cheeks. Mammon was brave, he remembers, he was brave back then and he is so even now.
The mattress sinks under a new weight.
A knock at the door makes him wake up from his sleep.
Running a hand through his hair, Beel grunts as he gets up and walks towards the door. It wasn't uncommon for Belphegor to come back into their room after sleeping in strange places, but the banging was never this insistent.
Beel quickens his footsteps.
"Mammon?" He whispers, a bit surprised to see the white-haired demon in his at such a time, but all questions in his mind vanish when he notices the shaking of his shoulders.
Before Beel can say or do anything, he's engulfed in a hug by his brother, who now clings to him like a koala.
"You're here—here and you're alive and breathing—and—and you're okay."
Beel stands in a stupor, unresponsive until he feels the weight on his chest, only to look down and see Mammon asleep.
Gently cradling his brother, he leads him to his bed, tucking him under the covers just like he does with Belphegor, and place a kiss upon his head.
Beel doesn't say a word throughout the whole process.
Until he's sitting on the couch and staring through the darkness at his brother's form, until he's sure Mammom's fallen asleep, only then does a sound escape.
He's had the same nightmares too. The same fear of not being able to be there on time, of not being able to protect. The same pain.
It's phantom, but hurts all the same.
He'll protect, Beel swears. He'll protect Mammon, he'll protect his family, until his very last breath.
Pounding at the door makes Belphegor wake up from his slumber.
Groggily, he picks up his pillow and drags himself to the door. Beel often went out and crept in, reason being his midnight fridge raids, but never did Beel knock at the door so feverishly.
".....Mammon?" He whispers, surprised to see the demon up at such an hour. Squinting through the darkness, Belphegor can make out the messy hair and trembling shoulders.
And, in a flurry of movement the cow-pillow is dropped as the white-haired demon takes him in a hug.
"You're here. You're here and you're alive and—and you're not going anywhere—you—you're okay."
Belphegor's eyes widen as he barely process the babble coming out of his brother's mouth, and before he knows it, the demon is out cold.
Belphegor stands still, his brain still processing the words. And only then does he move. With an arm around Mammom's shoulder, he leads him to his bed, tucking the demon under the blankets, with his cow-pillow to prevent nightmares.
Belphegor doesn't fall asleep.
No, he keeps gaping at his brother's form, bewildered by his words.
Mammom's been a good brother, even if he's cocky at times. But this, this was something he was used to Beel doing, where he would comfort his twin until they both fell asleep.
Love, is what Belphegor feels, brimming in his heart. Something that the demon thought he didn't have for any of his other brothers, save for Beel. Something that he didn't consider himself to be worthy of.
But Belphegor realizes, that he's surrounded by it.
With shaking hands and an haunting epiphany, Belphegor sneaks under the covers as he holds Mammon, slinking an arm over his body as he holds the demon closer. An act of protectiveness, meant to shield him from the dangers outside.
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Weird Ways The Brother Touch You Headcannons
It is a know fact that Belphie is a yandere, so he tends to get jealous real easily.
If he’s waiting on you to walk to class together or to go home and he sees MC chatting with another lower level demon and laughing, he loses it in a lazy way.
He will calmly walk over to MC and wrap his arms around them, but instead of putting his head on top of their head, he squats down and place his head right next to MC.
His eyes would be staring directly into the demons, unblinking. A single hand will lay across MC’s torso while his other hovers above the other, showing off his long sharp nail, ready for action.
He’s not about to allow some piece of trash ruin his dreams of MC, his brother, and himself living a happy life together.
He only ever use that style of hugging if he’s trying to discreetly threaten a demon to back up. Other than that, he’s cuddled up on Mc’s side or wrapping himself around their arm to use as a body pillow.
Another weird thing he does is grab the back of MC’s shirt if he wants their attention.
He has already verbally complain about how his brothers spent more time with MC, so if he wants MC for himself without his brothers, he will just latch on to the back of their shirt.
Levi’s gushing about some new anime to you, but it’s 5 o’clock which is the time you two usually take a nap, but his brother is still talking.
So he’ll calmly walk up behind MC, grab their shirt, and as each minute passes by, pulls on it a little harder.
MC better get the hint before they get pulled backwards into Belphie’s arm where he will then just physically drag them to his room.
It all started when MC got the brothers to watch Lion King and the scene of Simba being lifted came on. MC giggled a bit and explain how it was a meme to lift up your animals in the same way back on Earth.
It just started as a small thought about doing the same thing to MC. Just a small innocent thought.
But then he walked in on MC struggling to reach one of the higher shelves that were more in reach for demon’s height. (I still headcannon that the brothers are extremely tall, like unhumanley height).
He would walk over to you struggling and seeing you struggling and the thought of lifting you up comes again.
MC ask if he could help them and he goes with his first thought. Put his hands up their arms and lift them up to the cabinet. They giggle at his actions before grabbing what they need, but Beel doesn’t let them down.
“What are you doing?” MC asked, giving him a humorous smile.
“Simba.” That all he response causing MC to laugh.
Ever since then, Beel would randomly pick MC up under their arms causing them to laugh. Then it turned into something more.
Beel would love holding them up in the air and just feeling their warmth in his arms. So, he started sitting them on his forearm with a bicep as a backrest.
They just looked so small in his arms and he just liked how it felt.
MC couldn’t complain. They got carried around everywhere and see that happy smile on Beel’s face up close.
This demon is the embodiment of lust, he has touched you in every way possible.
But the oddest way is sometimes instead of holding your hand, he will link pinkies together and walk around like that.
The pose is just so cute and MC just looks so cute when they glance down at their entwined thumbs and just smile at them.
Two of the hottest beings in the Devildom is looking cute at the moment. What else could the world need?
He also loves to play footies with you if you’re sitting down doing anything.
The teasing just gets to him and he loves it. Please just run your foot up this man’s calf and he will pounce on you.
You wouldn’t think that Satan would have any weird thing he does, which is true while he’s focus.
If MC were to be chilling next to Satan while he’s reading and he’s deep into the book, his foot will stretch out and just lay itself on top of whatever part of them is closest.
MC will be watching this video on their DDD while Satan is on this third volume of this series and he’s unaware of the world around him.
MC will feel a small press on their thigh. Look down and there’s Satan’s foot.
It’s not even the whole foot. Just the toes and maybe the ball of his foot. Never the entire foot.
If MC doesn’t say thing, he will just keep it there as he continued to read his book with his eyes scanning each line absorbing the information.
The only way he will realize it is if MC ask him why does he always put his foot on them.
He would turn slightly pink as he realized how indecent the act was. He will apologize for his action and promise not to do it again.
Soon as that book gets risen up again and his attention is snatched away, his foot will drifted back over.
Point it out and you will now have a flustered Satan. MC will say that it’s fine and kind of cute how he reaches out for them.
“I guess that’s my body way of telling you that you’re too far away.” He will then scoot over and beckon MC to lay right next to him.
He still accidentally does it if MC sits too far from him. It just a sign that Satan wants them closer.
This poor kid is just the type to see cute anime couple poses and want to do them with MC, but is too shy.
He will see all his brothers cozying up to MC and be like “It’s not fair. I want to do that.”
One day he will gain up the courage to wrap his arms around Mc’s waist while their cooking... It doesn’t go according to plan.
He went to wrap his arms around them and panic.
MC turns around to question why he grabbing the sleeves of their sweater, but sees his dark red face and his shivering, and decided against it.
Please be nice to the poor guy. Just start up a conversation to get his mind off his failed attempt at contact.
He realizes through the conversation about anime that you need to stir the pot and he panics thinking this is the part where they will shake him off.
Then MC just moves their arms normally with Levi still attach and continue on with the conversation.
This weird move became Levi and MC’s thing. If he wants to be close to them, he just grabs their sleeves and stand close behind him.
You want to really fluster him? Wrap your arms around yourself and his brain will crash as he realized that he kind of accomplished it.
Or slide your hand in the sleeves and hold his through the fabric. Make it better by swinging your arms, so the two of you rock together.
It’s weird to outsiders, but Levi’s just happy to be close to them in any way or shape.
He’s a tsundere, so he will be trying to be smooth with it. But for some reason, he saw a guy with his girlfriend’s legs ontop of him and his arms resting on it, and he was like ‘I wanna do that with MC’.
He can’t just straight out ask you to rest your legs on him. He will wait for the perfect moment to strike.
And it came in the form of movie night. He bullied managed to get a spot next to MC on the couch as the movie started playing.
MC kept shifting around trying to get comfortable and saw this as his chance.
“Oi, stop moving around so much. If you need to stretch ya legs, ya could’ve just said it.” Proceeds to grab MC’s leg and throw it on top of his.
He will try to play it off, but his bright red face and shaking hands alert everyone of what was going on.
If MC doesn’t say anything and just snuggle down into him. He will relax a little. Maybe enough to put his hands onto of their leg as the movie continue on.
He had a moment of panic when MC went with Beel to get some more snacks during the movie change and he didn’t know how he was going get them back into that position without looking suspicious.
But worry not, when the movie started, MC swung their legs on top and continued watching the movie.
If you want to give him a real shock, halfway through the movie, just scoot over and snuggled into him. He will be red the rest of the movie and stuttering every time his brother tease him about “why his face so red?”
Many would believe that this demon is not affectionate, but he likes it to be more subtle.
A hand on the lower back while you two walk around the halls of school. This way he feels that he can control what MC does.
His reasoning is because MC seems to like to seek out trouble, so if he keeps that hand there, it will kill that temptation to get themselves in trouble.
The truth is that it just feeds into his Pride. Seeing how big his hand is compared into your human frame.It makes him feel powerful.
Plus when a lower level demon tries to come up to MC, it’s more effective than telling them to fuck off. It’s the class version of it.
Demon tries to flirt with MC. Lucifer slides in and put a hand on their lower back, making them indirectly lean into him. Just one look at a demon and that’s all that is need to say, “They’re mines.”
A hidden one he won’t admit to is the bottom of the skull.
If it’s just MC and him relaxing on his bed, he will pretend to play with the hair in that area, but MC will pick up on it. He doesn’t rub their head or rub his hands through their hair, if their hair allows. It’s always at the back of the bottom.
It’s because that’s were human’s fragile skull is and the beginning of their spine. Not to include so many nerves and blood vessels there.
It shows that MC trust him if they allow him to touch them there and once again, it just feeds into his pride.
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Obey me! with a Lazy! Mc
Even after being suddenly summoned to a different world, even Lucifer was a bit surprised at your ability to remain composed as he explains your purpose in the Devildom, he’s glad that things are already running smoothly
“Sorry, what were you saying? I was thinking about what I should have for dinner. Also, where am I?”
Of course it wouldn’t be this easy…
In all honesty, he was already used to this type of behaviour, especially from the twins, but even this attitude was extremely questionable for a human
He constantly has to clear his throat or snap his fingers to get his attention, as he continues his explanation while Satan and Amos snicker from behind him
“Do I have to do the essay?” “Yes, but—“ “Can I just give an oral presentation or something?” “What”
The oldest somehow becomes increasingly concerned about you as time goes on as he observes your behaviour, such as sleeping just about everywhere(sometimes you even just lie on the ground for no reason), your horrible diet that consists of instant ramen and cupcakes, and your tendency to go along with Mammon’s schemes or just about anything his brothers tell you to do
Constantly reminds you to do your homework, clean your room and makes sure you don’t pass out in random places
The others try to tease him for acting like such a mother before they are silenced with a glare
While initially annoyed, he becomes fond of your childish and sloth like habits
“There you are. You should know better than to sleep out in the streets of all places. Honestly, what am I going to do with you…?” He mumbles the last part with a rare, kind smile on his face as you look up at him with half-lidded eyes, “Come on, I’ll carry you back. I trust that this will stay between us.”
Oh my god, he has to be the responsible one that is capable of making good choices now
Everyone was extremely doubtful of your chances at surviving when Mammon was selected as your guide
But surprisingly, he quickly steps up once he notices your nonchalant and ditsy disposition, taking charge after realizing how easy you are to mess with. He even feels too bad to try to take your money
“Hey, (Name)! Give me the cash you have on you!” “Oh, okay...” “H-hey! Don’t just give people your wallets like that! Your student ID is in there too! Whatever, take it back, like the great Mammon would need a mere human’s assets! A-also, don’t just hand over your things just because someone asks!”
The guy basically leads you around as you follow him like a lost puppy while trying to educate you on how to act and what to avoid in a backhanded manner
The boy loses you constantly, so he’s always running around to see where you zoned out or passed out at, so eventually he allows you the honour of holding the great Mammon’s hand
Because of your uncaring attitude and dazed out look, others seem to treat you similar to a pet, so you get a lot of physical attention, but (un?)luckily, Mammon doubles down on pushing people away from you while scolding you
“Get your hands off! And, (Name), stop acting like a puppy that follows around the next person that gives them attention! I’m serious!”
Mammon actually takes a lot of pride in being able to take care of you so much, so he wants you to be the only one he relies on, even if the others try to tease him, he only takes it in stride since it means that you and him are really close
The guy wants to be the only one that you can lean on and to do more for. The second oldest actually keeps a list of all the things he helps you with to whip out when challenged
“Hey! Why was Beel giving you a piggy back!?” Mammon shouts, interrupting your nap. “If you’re so tired, then I’ll be one to carry you! It’s either walking or me, got it!? Come on, I’ll even bring you to your room, so be grateful!”
The shut-in power...is over nine thousand! Levi immediately knew that you were a worthy rival as soon as he glanced at you as Mammon stands at the side utterly confused!
“Y-you! What is your record?” “What are you talking about, Levi—“ “I once stayed in my room for 74 hours to binge 12 series and max out the intimacy for my main for two different games.” “*GASP*”
The guy immediately kidnaps ushers you to his room. ignoring Mammon’s protests, to test you. While you didn’t know much about Devildom exclusives, your knowledge about human world series was nothing to laugh at since you’re a horrible procrastinator that would rather binge then work!
He almost abandons his tsundere attitude as he soon declares you to be the new member of his legion and demands to enrich you with more knowledge from his own expertise
The guy greatly appreciates being able to rant to you even though you usually end up daydreaming, simply humming in response, or in the rare occasion having a debate or mutual gushing of a certain character
“The lord of shadows and Henry’s bond knows no bounds! That is the highlight of TSL-!” “I kind of ship it.” “Huh-!?” “Hmm, does that mean we would be shipped too since we’re kind of like their counterparts?...At least, I think so.” “HUH!????” (Instant death)
Tries to convince Lucifer to let you do online courses with him so you guys can binge more series together or go on raids
That, of course, fails, so he usually plans out the amount of sick days you can take and when to do it
The two of you are usually in your own world that no one else understands and Levi really likes that fact
If you guys don’t have school, Levi will make you basically move into his room for a while as you two either watch live streams or a new anime, so the other brothers are stuck bringing meals and making sure you two aren’t dead
“That ending was totally trash, right!? What a waste of time! Well, I guess watching it with you made it kind of enjoyable...Huh!? I-I didn’t say anything...! Don’t look at me like that...!” Levi burns bright red as he avoids your questioning gaze.
He was extremely pleased to see that you caught Lucifer off guard and he even uses your unpredictable laziness as ammunition against the eldest brother
“My, even the great Lucifer is unable to grasp the attention of a mere human...I wonder how the student body would react?” “Satan, are we done? You promised to give me pie if I...-!” “Ahaha”
He was initially concerned at how well you would do in class work as he always saw you sleeping during class and a home constantly, so he took it upon himself to make sure you didn’t nod off and try to offer you some help
He was shocked when it turned out that you got a solid 80% on your quizzes and exams, and even more so when it turned out you crammed all the material the night before. His respect for you actually went up
He becomes increasing interested in you, and proceeds to drag you along as an assistant of sorts, taking you under his wing, as he collects and reads through books as he tries to get you to engage in something productive with the promise of compensation
Sooner or later, he finds himself viewing you as endearing, having tendencies similar to a kitten, making him even more lenient with you
“Did...did they just meow in their sleep...? Heh, well, I suppose I’ll leave them be for now.”
The two of you are not morning people, if no one wakes you up, you won’t be up till 4
It isn’t uncommon to see the two of you passed out on Satan’s favourite armchair
If someone tries to wake you up, Satan will rage while you remain asleep, unaware to probably Mammon’s screams
“Finally up? I must say it’s rare for me to wake up before someone else,” Satan smiles, as he pokes your cheek to make sure you don’t go back to sleep, “Come on, I’ll help you with your homework before class starts, but you owe me one, okay?”
“Sorry, can you be a dear and carry my bags?” “Ooh, try this on! This top is really cute!” “Let’s go there next!” “…Okay.”
You basically become his go to person when he wants to go on a shopping spree, having you either carry his bags or being ushered to the changing room. I mean you don’t complain or whine, so you must love it
He always makes sure to hold hands with you, so you don’t get left behind or try to escape
You two are big cuddlers; anywhere, anytime, much to the dismay of the other brothers
You’re basically a walking teddy bear to him, until Mammon interrupts
“Aww, let me pinch those little cheeks~! Let’s cuddle for a little longer—" “What do you think you’re doin’, Asmo!?”
He makes you try new face masks and other products, so you usually end up passed out in his room
He coddles you more than others, even sharing his cupcakes with you
He constantly disappears with you, never telling the other brothers when you two leave as he drags you to explore the whole Devildom even though you’re usually asleep, you still make great company in his opinion
His favourite moments are when you two simply do self care routines as mentioned before, chatting about nothing in particular, even if you’re more of a listener
“Alright, keep it on for another 20 minutes~! Hey now, no touching~” Asmo grabs your hand before you could sleepily rub your face with a sly smile on his face, “I wonder how I can hold down my dearest (Name)! Just kidding~”
Beel immediately became concerned for you after expressing his concerns about accidentally eating you during your first meeting when you were you just summoned
“Oh, I guess that’s okay.” “Huh?” “I mean, I don’t really care and that essay also sounds pretty bothersome, so meh...” “!!!”
He slowly takes it upon himself to watch over you, whether it’s reminding you to eat or carrying you to class when you decide it’s time for a power nap
His initial attachment to you was because you reminded him of Belphie, but you two certainly had your differences he thinks as you proceed to make ramen in the coffee pot with Mammon
Don’t worry he always grabs you and runs when trouble arises
He enjoys being in your presence since the both of you can appreciate a comfortable moment of silence unlike others, and he finds himself taking the initiative to start conversations more
“(Name),” “Hm?” “Do you have dreams when you sleep?” “Yeah, like, last night...I dreamt of a giant everything pizza...” “Woah”
He also finds it comforting to have someone simply dozing off as he snacks away in his room, especially since Belphie is away
He likes to think about how you and Belphie would get along if you two were to meet, even if you’re a human
When Belphie returns, it isn’t uncommon for Beel to carry the two of you on each shoulder in a protective manner
“(Name), you can sleep for a little longer, okay?” Beel gazes down at you with a small but stunningly warm smile, “Because I’ll carry you anywhere and anytime.”
Lololol, you two did not get along at all, like more than expected!
People would have thought that like people would flock together, but it the exact opposite. Belphie felt that you were being used as a replacement of sort, and he did not like that
Your first meeting went horribly, as well! In fact, the meeting itself was delayed due to your laziness! The guy almost snapped when you finally met him
“Hey, man, can you keep it down with your crying?” “Hah? Crying? And what do you mean keep it down?” “Listen, I need at least 17 hours of sleep and you’re kind of keeping me up. I even went through a lot of effort to get here. Anyway, bye, I need to get out of here before Lucifer finds out.” “Wait—!”
Eventually, after spending time with Beel, you decide to help the attic boy out, while complaining, of course, as every visit you made equals to bickering
After everything is revealed, you two even become close, and similar to Beel, you two are able to appreciate just napping together. You two become very close
The other brothers have probably tripped on you two at one point or another
“Belphie, wake up.” “Huh?” “Why’re we on the floor?” “You passed out after overeating, so I decided to lay down too so it looked like we were chilling.” “Bro...”
Belphie eventually finds himself appreciating the fact there’s someone so similar to him since he feels a little less alone, even if he won’t admit it
You’re one of the only people he shares his pillow with
“(Name)...Geez, you almost sleep more than me,” Belphie mumbles as you snuggle his pillow unconsciously while gripping his hand, “I wonder what you dream of...I’ll join you in a second.”
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Hello! Could you do some continuation of the hc's where Mc has gone missing? Where one day the brothers feel Mc trying to activate the pact mark and summon them? For some reason they can't, but this means that Mc is indeed alive somewhere, so the brothers at least have new found hope
Brothers React To Missing MC Activating The Pact Mark
They were dead, blipped out from existence, leaving behind a broken family who mourned their demise, with nothing but despair in their hearts. But then, the pact mark is activated.
Brothers and Dateables React To Missing MC
The clock ticks.
It always does, with its incessant pattern that the demon wouldn't normally pay attention to, but today it makes Lucifer threaten to tear at the papers in frustration.
These reports are never-ending, just like his misery. A blotch of ink against the paper makes him growl in frustration.
It's lonely without you. Lucifer held it together the first time they fell, but now you're gone and the ropes of sanity in his hands are slipping. He doesn't remember the last time he had a peaceful sleep, for it rarely came, and when it did nightmares accompanied it.
Cursing himself for not focusing at the task, Lucifer picks up the pen which had been thrown on the ground. But as soon as the tip touches the paper, he feels it. He feels power flowing through the pact, faint and weak but there.
Lucifer nearly jumps from his desk, wide-eyed as he waits to be teleported to their location. Finally see their face and see them alive.
But as soon as the rush comes, it goes away.
His head nearly collides with the desk as Lucifer kneels on the floor, the remnants of their energy making his heart beat faster.
They're there, they're trying to summon him. They're alive, missing, but alive and breathing. Hope flows throw his veins as Lucifer shakily gets up. They're alive and they're trying to summon him, they miss him and he misses them, it's been so long since he last saw them and he wants to see them they're alive and they're not gone—
His brothers must be assembled immediately.
Your shirt lies in his lap, tears on it having long dried, but the aching in his heart hasn't.
He bargained in dark alleys and dingy clubs, hell, he was ready to give up his card, but it only yielded him despair.
He was their first man, their protector, and he let them die. He let them get killed. He wasn't there. They died and not even the body was found to bury.
Fresh tears dampen the shirt.
If only you were alive, what he wouldn't give for you to come back, he'll give his life if it means you'll live, he'll rip his heart out if it means if you'll come back. If only you could summon him.
Mammon feels it. A heartbeat, a faint chanting of an incancation, just a bit more, a little more energy and he'll be there, just a bit more force and he'll be teleported, just a bit more—
The shirt lies forgotten in his lap as Mammon gasps. They're alive and they're trying to summon him. He won't let them leave him again, he won't.
This time, the tears that flow from his eyes are of joy and not despair, of relief and not pain. Mammon doesn't realize that he's screaming or that he's babbling words at his bewildered brothers until he calms down and chokes out syllables.
The screen flashes "Game Over" in large letters.
Leviathan wants to throw his controller at the computer, destroy the very thing that holds dreaded and loved memories. But he doesn't have the energy to move.
The picture of them and him cosplaying as the famous pair of TSL makes something in him shatter. His Henry, now gone and dead. He's nothing without them.
Just a useless, worthless demon who sulks and cries.
His throat is dry, maybe from the constant crying earlier, but Levi doesn't have the energy to grab the bottle and drink.
But then, he feels his heart best faster.
A foreign energy, one not felt in a long time, now thrums through his veins and makes him open the bottle and glug the liquid. Only when the container empties does some sense of consciousness float in Levi's mind. The energy is theirs.
But as soon as it comes, it disappears.
But Leviathan doesn't fall on the floor after their essence leaves his soul, he remains standing, something in his heart bursting with joy as he nearly screams.
Something warm and soothing brews in his heart. Hope brews, revitalising and strengthening him.
Torn, that's what Satan sees. Torn are the books in his room, torn are the curtains and the mattress, torn is the cover, torn is his heart.
Even this book failed to provide any answers. Knowledge was supposed to empower someone, invoke respect and power, but it failed this time.
Revival of the dead isn't possible.
He tried, at first, to use the pact and channel his energy to them so they could remain alive, but their soul wasn't there. Gone. He roamed and read, threated and searched, but no answers came.
If only he could have held their hand one last time.
Satan sighs as his claws drag through the stone walls, untouched spots now hard to find. The silence hangs heavy in his room, and Satan nearly curses as he barely manages not to trip on a stray book, and when he leans down to pick it up his pupils dilate.
He can feel the chanting, the summoning spell and their energy, their soul.
But it fades away, for it is too weak.
But the newfound hope in Satan isn't. Nearly screaming like a madman, the blonde demon grins as he rushes outside, words already spilling past his lips.
The library is a mess.
It always has been, since they...died. Satan nearly tore all of the books in two if not for him and Lucifer stopping him. He had lashed out, angry, hopeful, but only back then.
There's not a speck of hope now.
He could go, forget this room with its messed-up books and torn furniture, leave and throw himself in the spotlight, where he would be adored and loved. But other's love didn't mean anything to him, because it was only your love that truly mattered.
Asmodeus sighs as he gathers the last of the pages, and prepares a spell to mend them. "May the torn pages of these manuscripts before me—oomfph!"
A garbled sound leaves him, and the demon staggers before resting a hand on the wall to compose himself. It's like the breath has been knocked out of his lungs, and new energy flows through him.
Warm, comforting, familiar—something that he loved, and still does.
He can feel the incantation being muttered, a spell to summon demons, and Asmo closes his eyes, praying that he'll see them when he opens them again.
Frantic eyes looks around the room. The same books, the same chairs, the same torn—no!
No, he wants to cry out the word, each syllable echoing in the room, but Asmodeus doesn't make a sound. He only smiles, as tears stream down his face.
The house is never this quiet.
Usually, there would be a cacophony of shouts and laughter at this hour, with Mammon and Leviathan running around as the others watched or interfered. There was joyous laughter and screams, something which was noisy but comforting. Something which felt like home.
But home has never been so silent before.
The water boiling interrupts him, and Beelzebub says nothing as he gently takes out the noodles, careful not to break them when he puts them in the pot.
But the noodle breaks in two in his hands as his eyes widen.
Barely a flicker, yet still there, trying to make itself known. A faint heartbeat, slow, but there.
The ginger demon nearly screams at the discovery before quietening himself, fearing its a dream, but when the noodles break even more in his hand and his heart beats even faster does Beel relent.
The impact is jarring, so heavy that it throws his twin out of his slumber, who rushes downstairs to see what exactly has taken place.
Belphegor doesn't understand the joy thrumming through his veins when he feels his twin rejoice.
His heart beats loudly.
Fast, as if he's gone and ran in the house, creating a ruckus. But he's the personification of Sloth, and Sloth rarely runs.
So why does he feel the pounding in his chest?
Belphegor sighs as he lazily rubs his eyes, still in the daze of sleep. For a moment, he thinks Satan's gone and ravaged the house again. His brothers would often ask him to aid in cleaning up. But the demon would decline, for the books were torn when they couldn't find a solution, and the furniture was broken in despair and anger.
It was the fourth-born's way of mourning.
Belphegor's was sleeping the days away. Usually he wouldn't wake up so easily, but the sudden thrumming in his chest makes him grumble as he hastily gets up.
And then, the demon's eyes widen.
Belphegor nearly falls off the bed as he jumps, a newfound vigour in every step as he stands straight, closes his eyes shut and pleads to be summoned.
It's you whose trying to summon him, it's you whose alive and breathing, not dead, it's you whose calling out to him.
The demon doesn't succeed in stopping the gasp that spills past his lips, a silent wail caught in his throat as he falls silent.
No sounds escape Belphegor.
Only when he opens his eyes and places a trembling hand on his chest, feels the beat of his heart, only then does the demon fall to the ground.
He screams, shouts as tears fall from his eyes—he can't tell whether they're from relief or happiness, but Belphegor's damn sure they're from hope.
Hope, that he will give his brothers too now that they surround him in worry.
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Obey Me! ❥ Perfect Size
character: lucifer, mammon, asmodeus, leviathan, satan, belphegor, beelzebub
fandom: Obey Me!
prompt: MC steals the brothers’ clothes and wears it around the place, maybe even mocking the brother they stole the clothes from
warning: spicy content, size kink, possessive behavior, implied small or average stature reader (someone significantly smaller than the brothers)
warning: praise kink
so you stole lucifer’s giant coat. the one that’s black and fur lined and tall enough that it touches the floor whenever it’s draped over his shoulders? yes, that one. it pools at your feet when you put it on
you honestly thought it was going to be hard. when you thought of your little scheme, you noticed that lucifer never really went anywhere without it
however, you got the opportunity when, one day, for no apparent reason, lucifer had just left it on a chair
so, you put it on and scurried off to find someone to laugh about it with
the first brother you find is beelzebub and mammon
you ran towards them, trying to imitate the haughty way lucifer usually carries himself and you yelled in a deep poor imitation of his voice ‘i’ll destroy anyone who crosses my path!’
mammon got a huuuge kick out of it lol. he practically doubled over laughing and he took pictures of you posing as lucifer and videos of you saying stuff lucifer usually says
‘mammon, your stupidity knows no bounds!’
that made mammon laugh even more and he was literally crying tears at that point and he was out of breath too
beelzebub scrunched his nose a little cus he wanted to laugh but also he thought that he really didn’t want to get on lucifer’s bad side
suddenly, mammon stopped laughing and the color practically drained from his face. you’re confused at first but then you feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. uh oh
‘i see i’ve found where my coat has wandered off’
you turn and lucifer is standing there in that same
from the very beginning, lucifer already had an inkling that you had wanted to take his coat or perhaps slip something into its pockets. he had noticed you eyeing it for a couple of weeks now
so, he left it on the back of a chair to see what you’d do. when he returned and it was gone, he knew where it went
when he found you finally, lucifer was mostly angry about the fact that you were mocking him and the fact that you and mammon seem to be having a grand old time
if you wanted to borrow his jacket, you could’ve just asked. he would’ve preferred you borrowed it and stayed in one place though cus he could already tell the end of his coat was dusty as hell now
when you had turned around, though, lucifer couldn’t help but think that you looked especially cute in his coat
something hot curled in his stomach at the thought of how small you were compared to him. he’d always known that since he had to look down to talk to you all the time but, seeing it in front of him like that was a different story all together
It had something to do about marking you, he thought. Seeing you splayed over his coat, your back against his desk, your lips parting to moan his name. He had never been the greedy type--that was Mammon, not him--but something about you made him insatiable and possessive.
You whimpered, your hands poking out of his coat’s sleeves to grip at his wrists as if urging him to slow down. In response, he gripped your waist tighter, hoping to leave yet another claiming mark on you.
“Hmmm, are all humans this tiny, I wonder...” He remarked, seemingly unaffected despite the fact that he was slowly and surely feeding his cock into your entrance, watching as inch after inch disappeared inside of you.
You whimpered again and his cock twitched in response despite the tight grip your insides had on it. Your voice was an absolute melody to him, so sexy and small, just like you.
“I also wonder if I’ll fit. You’re just so small, aren’t you, darling?” Lucifer added as an afterthought “But you’ll be good for me and take all of it, right?”
You nodded hastily, eyes stinging as you felt him stretch you farther and farther. He was hitting a spot inside of you that made your insides grip him tighter and made your brain short circuit.
Then, just as you thought you were full to burst, Lucifer finally bottomed out, his balls slapping against your ass. You moaned this time, arching your back, grinding your hips, squirming against his grip.
He tightened his fingers against your skin and smiled, pride blooming inside of his chest at the sight of you “Good, good, so perfect, just for me.”
so, you stole that brown and white leather jacket that mammon wears everywhere. it’s tight on him but it’s very big on you and the sleeves actually barely cover your fingertips
you didn’t really steal it for any other reason other than the fact that you wondered what it’d feel like. it looked so nice and warm and the house of lamentation was always so cold
plus, you loved getting on mammon’s last nerves and you were sure he would be as possessive of his jacket as he was with all his other things
you weren’t even hiding from him. you were just doing your usual business, walking around. there wasn’t any classes so you were in in warm comfortable clothes and mammon’s jacket
despite it being leather, it wasn’t stiff. in fact, it was well worn and comfortable. it distinctly smelled of that cologne mammon always wore. it stung your nose most of the time when he wore it becos he really poured it on but, on the jacket, it was nice and faint
on your way, you had run into asmodeus who compliments you on your style of clothing. he says the over-sized jacket look is cute on you though the jacket looks familiar
you just laugh and nod and talk to him about other less important stuff like how he was doing, how solomon was doing and how classes were for him. interspersed through the conversation were asmodeus’ usual flirty one liners and obvious come ons
'found ya, dumb human.’ you felt someone tug at the collar of the jacket and you were tugged back only to look up and see that it was mammon who had captured you. he had the usual grumpy look on his face
at first, mammon hadn’t really been looking for his jacket. in fact, he had been looking for you. usually, he found himself trailing after you but he had to do something for lucifer and, when he had returned, you were nowhere to be found
but then, in his quest to find you, he also found that his jacket wasn’t where he had left it before he went on his errand
so, he was looking for it and you, separately. he hoped once he found you that you could help him find his jacket. well, he was half right
something pulled at his insides when he saw how friendly you were being with asmodeus but, surprisingly, it wasn’t as strong as usual when he realized you were wearing his jacket
from behind, you didn’t look particularly different with his jacket on. however, once he tugged you back and got a proper look at you, his cheeks heated
he couldn’t help it. he’d never thought about the size difference between the two of you but, now that it was right in his face, he was pleased by it.
when you first came to the devildom and he was given the responsibility of taking care of you, mammon wasn’t happy. he didn’t like you.
however, after a while, he liked having someone rely on him so heavily. knowing you were so small, so in need of his protection, made something in him flutter
“Hmmm, fuck.” Mammon lifted his hips up to grind against yours, one of his hands settling on the top of your thigh while the other gripped onto your hip.
You shifted, his jacket falling off of your shoulders, revealing an expanse of unmarked skin. He was the Avatar of Greed, nobody knew the sin as well as he did, and yet, he was surprised by the way it overtook his brain.
All he could think about was coveting you, holding you close, pressing his lips against your skin, making it so only he could have every inch of you. He wanted to consume your mind just like you consumed his.
You moved your hands to get a little more leverage, your fingers tightening on his shoulders as you moved your hips again, rubbing yourself against his hardening cock. “Mammon.”
“Shit. c’mon, take it out.” Mammon groaned in response, lifting his hips again, jolting you a little and forcing another mewl out of your lips.
You were done with your hesitation. This dry humping had made you impatient and the way Mammon nipped and sucked at your skin only lessened your restraint.
With clumsy fingers, you unbuttoned his usually tight jeans, hand wrapping around him. He groaned at the contact of your warm fingers against his even warmer cock before tilting his head back at the sight of it.
Your fingers, too small to reach all the way around. His length tall enough that the tip of it rested above your belly button.
“Ya’ really are testing my restraint, ya’ fuckin’ idiot.”
warning: a hint of corruption kink, implied overstimulation
so you stole that white leather jacket that asmodeus wears. it barely zips on him but it fits incredibly comfortably on you
at first, you had stolen it just to ruin it. asmodeus got on your very final nerves and, you supposed, you just wanted to get back at him for it
however, when you tried it on, you couldn’t find it in yourself to ruin it anymore. it was comfortable as hell. you thought it would’ve been still cus it’s leather but it was the softest nicest thing you’d ever put on
it even faintly smelled like that floral scent asmodeus always put on himself and, thought he annoyed you, you found yourself liking it
you wanted to at least have fun with the jacket now that you weren’t going to bother destroying it
so, you went to go find the nearest brother (who happened to be levi in the living room) and you started doing your worst asmodeus impression
you made sure you sounded melodic and that you were using a voice only a little bit lower than your regular one
levi looked flustered at first since you were being flirty and suggestive but, then, eventually, he started laughing a little
your fun was quickly cut off, though, by asmodeus himself who came in, demanding to know where his jacket was
he quickly forgot about his dilemma at the sight of you, completely engulfed in the very same jacket he was looking for
it filled him with a familiar sense of lust but it was also accompanied by an odd fluttering in his chest that he couldn’t recognize. he’d never felt it with any of his partners before but he definitely felt it just looking at you
now, asmodeus isn’t exactly the tallest or the manliest brother in the house of lamentation
yet, even with that, you were smaller than him and you looked so much more fragile, like you were innocent and needed protection
like he could swoop in and ruin you
the thought had never entered his mind before. yes, he was a switch so, sometimes, he took on more submissive lovers. but he’d always been prepared to go either way
with you, looking so small inside his jacket, all he could think about was absolutely dominating you, topping you until you were a sobbing drooling overstimulated mess
he wanted to corrupt you with lust until all you could think about was him
“I was being serious when I said you look good in my jacket.”
You wanted to say some smart retort back but, instead, all you could do was breathe deeply, your bare chest rising and falling, causing the jacket to fall open and reveal more of your naked body.
At the sight of you, Asmodeus groaned, his palm pressing harder against his ever growing hard-on. It throbbed in his tight jeans and all he wanted to do was bury the entire thing inside of you. Still, he wanted to take his time
You squirmed, arching your back, grinding your hips down onto Asmodeus’ long lithe fingers. In response, he crooked them a little to hit that spot inside of you that made your eyes flutter and your stomach tighten.
“A-Asmo.” You whimpered and your voice sounded like a melody to his ears. All he wanted to do was pull those noises out of you over and over, until your voice cracked and your throat ache.
And, oh, he could make your throat ache.
He could make you do a lot of things, actually. It was what you deserved for doing this to him.
As the Avatar of Lust, he was used to overwhelming people, charming them to the point where they drooled after him. With you, on the other hand, his charm didn’t work at all. Even worse, you seemed to have reversed it on him.
He was hungry for you, greedy for you, like he was a starving man and you were laid out so pretty for him to consume. He was never one to limit himself when it came to his sexual cravings and, if you happened to be the sole focus of his biggest strongest sexual craving so far, who was he to deny himself?
“Look at you. I haven’t even done much, have I?” Asmodeus’ lips tilted up in that mischievous way it always did and, though your brain felt mostly blank, you couldn’t help but think he looked a lot like the cat that got the cream
“You’ll cum for me again, won’t you? Please, for me?”
so you stole that really big coat that leviathan wears. it’s like super long? looks kind of like a lab coat and a hoodie got mashed together
you honestly didn’t mean to steal it
you had been abruptly teleported into the devildom without warning so you didn’t get to pack any of your clothes. you were stuck with the clothes they gave you. unfortunately for you, that meant you only had a couple of outfits and your school uniform
even more unfortunately for you, the house of lamentation was cold as hell (literally)
it seriously felt like everywhere you went was at least autumn level kind of chilly. which was fine, if your clothes had been equipped for that kind of stuff
so, when you saw a bundle of cloth, just sitting there on the couch, you couldn’t help but lift it up to see what it as
when you held it out in front of you by the shoulders, it pooled to the floor. you immediately recognized it as leviathan’s coat though, why =he was without his token coat, you didn’t know
well, if he wasn’t wearing it, you certainly wouldn’t pass up the opportunity. and damn was it warm. you now completely understood why levi always kept it on
then, after just throwing it on, you started walking around the house, doing what you usually did
you even found satan who asked what you were doing with levi’s coat. you just explained that you found it and threw it on and, though he thought it was rude to just randomly do that, he didn’t scold you any more than usual
eventually, though, levi was bound to find you and, once he found you, his face turned absolutely deep red
you looked so very small in his coat. he didn’t notice how small you were until just that moment. you were like those cute characters on screen that wore over-sized clothes all the time
he wondered what you’d look like wearing those outfits. then, he started wondering what you’d look like in other outfits. that thought had to be pushed waaay aside becos, if he kept thinking about that... well, bad things would happen. specifically, he’d have something awkward he’d need to hide from you
then, as he was trying not to think of inappropriate things, the most inappropriate thought entered his head
that was his coat and the fact that you were cute and you looked like you belonged to him was overwhelming
he’s the second least likely to do anything sexual once he finds you. unless, of course, you initiate it
When you had explained that humans got cold easily, Leviathan was a little surprised. He supposed that demons got cold too but their body temperatures usually ran really hot and the cold never bothered them.
So, of course, when he had found you and you asked so nicely to keep his coat, Levi agreed on the condition that you’d go into his room to wear it so that nobody else could see you.
He explained that he didn’t want his brothers to tease him about letting you borrow his clothes but, in reality, it was because he didn’t want his brothers to see how good you looked in it.
“Thanks for letting me keep it on.” You mumbled to Leviathan, your fingers barely poking out from the tips of the sleeves.
He nodded, trying to keep his eyes on the handheld in front of him. Still, he couldn’t put all of his attention on his game. In fact, he kept having to repeat the same level because his mind just wasn’t in it. Instead, he kept thinking back to you and how you looked in his coat.
It was like some sort of scene out of an anime. How the main protagonist would borrow clothes from the main romantic interest. It made his heart flutter in his chest.
Then, of course, he remembered that some of these scenes were out of hentai he would watch and something else seemed to twitch. Something he had to shift his legs to hide.
When you said nothing in response to his nod, Levi tried to think of something else to say “You’re warm now, right?”
At first, you wanted to nod. Then, you thought for a second before biting your lip and staring at him through your eyelashes “Would it... could I sit closer to you?”
In his mind, Levi had convulsed at the thought of you sitting so close to him, all while looking so cute. In reality, he sat stock still as his brain basically turned into the demon equivalent of the blue screen of death.
warning: begging, overstimulation
so you stole that suit jacket satan wears all the time. it looked really small on him and he probably only slipped his arm through one side because it’s so small for him. however, on you, it was very baggy
you thought it was such a waste of a comfortable looking suit jacket. it looked so warm and nice and fancy. and, yet, there he was, just wearing it like a weirdo
so, when he left his room door open and his suit jacket on the back of his chair, you didn’t even think twice before you snatched it up
then, you went to go find someone to celebrate this victory with. the first person you found was belphegor
at first, belphegor was too sleepy to really properly appreciate your jokes. but, after a minute or two, he started smiling a little and chuckling
‘as long as belphie pisses lucifer off, he’s okay, i guess’
your jokes aren’t the greatest and your impersonation is subpar at best but it was still really entertaining
it was okay until, of course, you felt someone’s hand on your shoulder
when satan found his door open and his jacket missing, he felt that all familiar heat of anger in the pit of his stomach. who the hell was rude enough to just waltz into his room and take his jacket?
then again, most of his brothers had no manners...
as the avatar of wrath, he was quick to want to kick ass first and take names second
however, once he saw you, even though it was just your back, that heat in his stomach turned into something other than anger
there was still a little of it there from seeing you having so much fun with belphie while making fun of him but that was eventually eclipsed by what he felt for you
then, you turned around and that heat intensified tenfold
out of all his brothers, his emotions were always so strong and so overwhelming. most of his emotions were centred around anger and wrath. it might’ve been becos he was the youngest
he learned early on to control those emotions and not let them get the best of him. he learned to exude that calm and polite persona of his
in front of you at that moment, however, he found that he couldn’t completely control himself
Satan kept his pace, his hips grinding hard against you and his cock hitting every place inside of you. He was long and thick and he made you feel so full. All you could think about was how you clenched down on him and it made you ache.
Your hands scrambled to find purchase on Satan’s shoulders, your fingers gripping him so hard that he could feel your nails through his shirt. He couldn’t help but smirk at that.
He liked the look on your face, how you trembled just for him, how he was the one making your legs quake and your lip quiver. He was doing all of this to you, overwhelming you to the point where your brain short circuited.
It was only fair. You were making his brain turn into a jumble of thoughts too. Especially with the way his jacket was draped over you, barely covering all of the skin he’s marked with his teeth.
“S-Satan.” There went your voice again, soft and stuttering “I’m s-sorry, p-please.”
In response, his hand kept working at your sex, his hips grinding up and up, not taking his entire cock out but thrusting half of it. That was enough, though. He was so big that he touched all the right places and he sent you hurtling into what felt like your hundredth orgasm
You cried out his name and he silenced you with his lips, swallowing down your moans. He kept going, though, prolonging your orgasm until it bled into the next, leaving you a leaking shaking mess.
In response, your grip on him tightened to the point of bruising. Part of him liked the idea. I mean, he did leave his fair share of bruises on you. Especially your hips where his hands were positioned, moving you in time with his thrusts.
“Only a few more.” He leaned forward to lick your ear and nibble the lobe “You’ll learn your manners after that, won’t you?”
so you stole that big cardigan that belphegor always wears. when he wears it, it’s big and baggy on him. when you wear it, you’re absolutely swimming in it
it wasn’t like you had any bad intentions. you were just extremely cold and belphegor’s cardigan looked oh so very warm
you had found it on one of the various velvet couches scattered around the house of lamentation
at first, the sight of it perturbed you a little becos belphegor? without his cardigan? you couldn’t even imagine it
however, after a little more consideration, you figured that he must have more than one. you’ve always seen him with the same cardigan. there’s no way he just wears one all the time
so, since you had convinced yourself that he probably had a whole closet full, you donned the cardigan on
it was so warm. it made sense why belphegor was always so sleepy! if you were this warm and comfortable all the time, you’d wear the same cardigan too
you wanted to try and wear it for as long as possible. even after wearing it for only a few seconds, you were in love with it and you didn’t want anyone taking it from you
unfortunately, the very next person you bumped into was beelzebub
of course, as belphegor’s twin, beelzebub’s immediate response is that you should return the cardigan. beelzebub, out of everyone, knew best how attached belphegor was with his cardigan
in response, you just ignored him and did what you needed to do in the kitchen
beelzebub didn’t like that and continued pestering you in that lumbering quiet way of his. you didn’t let it get to you. you liked how the cardigan made you feel and you were keeping it
of course, as fate would have it, just as you thought that, belphegor walked right into the kitchen
he was the most irritated he’d been for a looong time
he couldn’t for the life of him find where he left his cardigan and he felt sleepy and cold and absolutely like he could throttle someone at any second
that all immediately disappeared as soon as he walked into the kitchen and his eyes locked on you
you were wearing his cardigan and it was extremely big on you
unlike the other brothers, he doesn’t think anything untoward. instead, he thinks that you look cute and comfortable, like a big teddy bear
he literally gets a fuzzy warm feeling from seeing you with his cardigan on
kind of also has that whole overprotective possessive thought process but, instead of wanting to fuck you (though that did sound very nice), he just wanted to wrap his arms around you and shield you from the world
least likely to try anything sexual with you, even if you offered
Belphegor inched closer to your sleeping form. Though, at this point, that felt impossible. Your chest was flushed against his chest, with virtually no space in between you, and his face was tucked against your neck, your legs tangled together.
You were as pressed together as two people could be without merging.
Still, he craved more. He wanted to feel you, hold you close, be able to just revel in the comfort and warmth you brought him. He was so starved of this intimacy and you happily fed him without hesitation.
Memories of your casual touches, all confident and sure, filtered through his mind. You never inched away from him or denied him any form of affection. You gave it to him wholeheartedly, in fact.
Slowly, lazily, he slipped his arms under the cardigan, under your shirt, his bare palms warm against the skin of your stomach. His fingertips ghosted over you, calloused and somewhat ticklish.
He liked your skin which felt smooth under his touch, soft and pliable just like you were. There was something intimate about knowing you felt safe with him like this, that you wanted to be this close to him.
Belphegor continued to stare at you, at how at home you were inside of his cardigan, like you belonged in his clothes, like you belonged with him.
He was obsessed with the idea of covering you so you were safe and here, with you in his arms, with your back to a wall, with his clothes covering your body, you were safe. Safe, content, completely blissfully asleep.
All his to protect.
He closed his eyes but continued letting his hands travel. They traced comforting circles on your skin, absentminded and aimless, moving just to be able to feel his skin against your skin.
Slowly, he pressed a kiss against your forehead and fell asleep with you in his arms
so you stole that big baggy fur lined hoodie that beelzebub always wears. it’s already baggy on him and he’s the biggest of the brothers. when you wear it, it practically engulfs you
anyway, you don’t have anything against beelzebub. you only stole his hoodie becos you were cold
it was easy enough to manage since he had just left it sitting there, all free with nobody to prevent you from swooping in and taking it
when you put it on, it was like a metaphorical hug. it was so warm and cuddly even though it was so big
however, you wearing it seemed to be short lived becos, after maybe an hour or two of parading around the house of lamentation with his hoodie, he had found you
beelzebub follows you around most of the time. where you’re found, beelzebub is likely to follow. mostly becos he cares about you a lot and he wants to be there just in case something bad happens to you
beelzebub wasn’t overly attached to his hoodie. sometimes he walked around without it
however, he found himself very much attached when he saw you wearing it. maybe not attached to his hoodie specifically but definitely attached to you and the hoodie together
so, you wearing his hoodie feels... protective, in a way. like he’s shielding you with his own clothing maybe? like he can protect you using his hoodie
he can’t but he still feels that surge of overprotectiveness inside of him
he probably doesn’t do much, honestly. he’s the least likely out of the brothers to kick a fuss about you wearing his clothes. he likes it and he’ll be honest about it
most likely to not only let you wear the hoodie for way longer but also let you borrow it more often. in fact, he’ll insist most of the time
“Ah, my hoodie.”
You swivelled around, hand pressed against your chest as you tried to calm your panicked heart. It was just Beelzebub, you knew, but the fact that he had suddenly appeared surprised you.
You frowned, though not because it was Beelzebub but because you felt he might try and take his hoodie back “Were you looking for it?”
Beelzebub looked like he paused to think, looking you up and down. His hoodie suited you a lot. It looked very big on you, yes, but it still fit in a sort of adorable way.
He felt his stomach flutter and, for a second, he thought it might’ve been hunger but it wasn’t that exactly. It was something else, he just couldn’t put his finger on it.
Finally, he answered your question with a shake of his head “No, you can keep wearing it if you want.”
“Thank you.” You buried yourself deeper into the hoodie, snuggling into it “It’s very comfortable and warm.”
Beelzebub nodded before suddenly walking towards you. On instinct, you took a couple of steps back, only to bump into the counter behind you.
Instead of stopping, Beelzebub continued forward and pulled you into a hug, his back bending so he could securely wrap his arms just under your arms. He then buried his face into the top of your head before letting out a deep sigh.
The feeling that fluttered in his stomach hadn’t been a hunger for food but, rather, a hunger for affection from you.
He finally recognized the feeling from those long afternoons where you were too busy to pay him any mind so he had to go searching for you himself. Seeing you in his hoodie made him want to pull you close and just never let go.
“You look good.”
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Can we have headcannons like Levi’s tail with the rest of the brothers?
Brothers and Dateables With A MC That Touches Their Tail/Wings
[Lucifer here] [Leviathan here]
They've always been there.
They're very expressive, you realize, with the pinions revealing the demon's emotions which Mammon tries to keep hidden.
When you glide a finger across the membrane, the demon shivers, his body going rigid as Mammon stared at you in bewilderment.
"W-What are ya doing?"
You smile as you glide another hand over the wing, taking delight in the way they spread even further at your touch. "Touching your wings. Do you mind?"
You raise an eyebrow. "Do you want me to stop?" You whisper, already preparing to lower your hand away from the wing, but as soon as you do that, Mammon immediately leads your hand back to his wing.
"I mean—I mean," He fumbles with his words, his eyes frantically darting between your hand and eyes, not stopping for a moment too long. "You'd want to touch the Great Mammon's wings, of course!"
A chuckle escapes you. "Of course," You trail off, utterly mesmerized by the way in which his wings open even wider, until they're spread across the room, and only then do you realize how big his wings actually are.
They've always spread and curled around to protect you, you realize, remembering the way those same wings cradled you when a demon tried to attack you. Before you knew it, his wings were shielding you as Mammon growled at the filth, who ran away with his tail between his legs.
So when your heart is heavy and your voice betrays you, you walk forward and embrace your demon from behind, place gentle hands on his skin and give a fleeting kiss between his spine, where his wings emerge.
You don't see the tears that fall from his face too.
Satan appears composed and calm, but his tail says something else.
It flickers when he's irritated, lashes out when he's angry and coils around your leg in a display of affection. You suppose that's the reason the demon keeps the appendage tightly wound around his leg to prevent it from revealing his true feelings. But when you're alone with him, there's no need to wear the mask any longer.
"Be careful, you'll get hurt otherwise." The blonde demon remarks, utterly mesmerized by the way your fingers trail over his tail, along each and every ridge, and Satan shivers when you massage a spot.
"Is this...okay?" You murmur, not wanting to cause him discomfort by your actions, and you stop momentarily, waiting for a reply.
But the only reply you get is when his tails nudges your arm, gently reminding you to continue your ministrations. When you look up, Satan blushes as he stares at his tail, cursing himself for appearing so needy.
But it's okay to be needy sometimes.
So you gently touch the tail, feeling every ridge and bump, until you reach the tip, to which you place a chaste kiss on.
Satan doesn't say a word, but from the sign that escapes his lips you can tell he'd unwinding.
"Thank you," The demon whispers, ignoring the way his lips tremble when he attempts to mutter your name, the sound muffled by an bird chirping in the distance.
This must be love, he thinks, when you gently hold his tail and cradle his heart, Satan feel something flutter in his chest, something light and warm.
"Can I touch—oompfh?!"
An ungraceful squawk spills past your lips as you attempt to steady yourself. No sooner had the question been spoken did his tail pull you forward, straight at Satan.
All protests die down on your tongue when you feel the demon pull you closer to his body.
You can feel each sob that reverberates through his chest as the blonde demon weeps, and what you can make out from the garbled whimpers is a muffled word.
I love you.
He's the very personification of beauty.
Every movement, every word that Asmodeus carries out is done with a flamboyance that only he can muster. His love is no exception.
"Careful with the wings!" The demon playfully chides, humming when your hands gently trace over each curve of his bat-like wings. He had almost rejoiced in delight when you asked if you could touch his wings, and so you're both here now.
His wings are soft, but strong. Shiny and smooth, but powerful. You've seen the way they flutter when he's happy, droop when he's sad and tremble in pleasure.
You've seen all of Asmodeus.
"Is this okay?" You question, stopping your fingers on the place where his wings sprout from. That is sensitive spot from what he told you, but you know the reason why.
Sensitive to touch, but also because they weren't always there. Only after the Fall.
The demon nudges himself towards your hand, like a cat does when it wants to be pet, and you comply, giggling as you stroke the spine.
The skin is even softer there, smooth as silk when you touch. The way his wings flutter in delight at your touch doesn't go unnoticed by you.
The silence that envelops you two is pleasant, but it's soon broken.
"Tell me," He whispers, and his wings stop flicking at those words. Your moments immediately halt. Did you do or say something wrong?
Your silence signals for him to continue.
"Tell me you love me. I want to hear you say it." He questions, utterly firm at the beginning but his voice trembles at the end. Asmodeus doesn't say a word after that, all his flirty demeanour gone and replaced with his insecurity.
"I love you," You mumble, kissing his spine and trailing up to his neck, where you wrap your arms around his waist and stay still. "I love you, Asmodeus."
You swear you can feel his smile through his tears, even when you're not looking at him.
When Beel's quiet, he's thinking about family.
When the hunger pangs are bearable enough that they won't consume his mind, Beel diverts his attention towards his loved ones.
He thinks about a lot of things—of the guilt that plagued his mind, whether Belphegor would forgive him or about how it's his job to protect Lucifer. Beel doesn't say it out loud, but it's evident in his actions that he loves.
There's no need to, when he wears his heart on his sleeve.
And just like now, he's quiet when you touch his wings.
They're thin at first, shiny and transparent, but only when you touch them with your fingertips do you realize how strong they actually are.
"Is this okay?" You murmur, tearing your gaze from his wings to Beel's face, but when he offers you a small smile as he cards his fingers through your hair, you smile too before continuing.
They buzz loudly, like that time when he was angry when it was revealed it was Lucifer who had caged him. Or that time when he took you on a flight across the Devildom, where you could see every building against the dark backdrop of the sky.
This very wings were the one that dived in to save you when you almost fell, and caught you from falling into the depths.
Beel protects those he loves with every inch of his being.
Your heart aches at that, feeling the burden and the weight of his sin that he carries. So you intertwine your fingers with his, and savour the sensation of him.
You'll protect him too.
The hair is coarse.
That's the first thing you notice when you touch his tail, and Belphegor merely opens one eye to observe your actions.
"Be careful, or I might smack you with."
"Try me," You challenge, running your finger across the skin, and when you start braiding the hair on his tail the demon doesn't hold back a snort.
"Are you going to braid it?"
"Of course!" You declare, already preparing to cover his tail in all the clips and ribbons you can find. But something compells you to stay—something warm and inviting.
You suppose it's his sin at work, but you aren't complaining.
It wraps itself around you when his brothers are occupying too much of your attention, or when Belphegor is tired and he just wants to cuddle.
Lost time has to be made up for, after all.
You barely notice when his fingers intertwine with yours. Flashing a smile at your needy demon, you look down where your fingers are intertwined.
You give his hand a squeeze, and he gives one back.
This continues two more times, for you told him three squeezes meant 'I love you.' In Belphegor's eyes, actions have always spoken louder than words.
So when you lean down to give his tail three squeezes, Belphegor gets flustered in a way you haven't seen before.
"I love you," You whisper, and it doesn't go unnoticed by the demon, who stares baffled before speaking it out loud too.
I love you.
They're huge, to say the least.
Diavolo's wings are larger and more grander than any wings you have seen, and are yet to. They gradiate from a deep red to black, at end at the gilded tips which are decorated with gold, a reminder of his royal heritage.
"You're not afraid?" He questions, still not fully able to believe that you aren't scared when faced with a being never seen before.
"I ain't." You answer, tracing your fingers over each and every curve of his bat-like wings, the membrane of which is richly coloured with red at the base. It almost reminds you of his R.A.D. uniform.
The demon stands quiet for a moment before a booming laugh escapes him. "You sure are bold, but that's what I like about you!" He confesses, the grin now turning into a flustered smile as Diavolo looks down at your form stroking his wings.
When a finger glides across the edge, a shiver runs through his spine.
It's ironic, Diavolo thinks. Humans are the weakest in the three realms, easily lured by demons and angels alike for malicious and good-hearted reasons. And yet you're here, stroking his wings without any fear, without walking on eggshells.
There's no tongue to speak his praise, no form kneeling in respect for the crown, but only your honest form that sees him as a person other than a future ruler.
How long has he craved someone like you?
Diavolo says nothing as he basks in the sensation of your hands massaging his wings, utterly focused on savouring the moment. It's almost selfish, he thinks, to keep you all to himself for a while, but you're something he never knew he desperately needed.
Can he be as selfish as to express his desire?
Diavolo finds that the answer is indeed a yes, when he pulls you closer to his chest and holds you there. You let him, wrapping your arms tightly around his form and leaning further, until your head is on his heart.
It feels nice to hug you.
The demon mutters, not daring to speak louder in fear of ruining the moment as you gently run a hand across his forked tail. It was curiousity at first on your part, but it's now bliss for Barbatos.
When you trace a finger on the edges of his forked tail, the shudder that runs through his body is something he cannot prevent. But that's another effect of your touch, isn't it?
He's quite greedy for your affection, wanting more and more, never fully satisfied. But you let him be greedy for something you're willing to shower the demon in.
"Barbatos, your tail—"
All of a sudden, you find the appendage in question wrap itself around your waist and pull you closer until your bodies are touching. When you look into the eyes of the demon, Barbatos looks shocked himself before removing his tail.
"Sorry," He mutters, fumbling with his tail before settling it. "I got carried away."
"I don't mind you getting carried away." You whisper, leaning to hold the tail again in your hands, and Barbatos doesn't manage to surpress the giggle that escapes his lips.
He finds himself leaning into your touch as you stroke his tail, and when Barbatos rests his forehead in the crook of your neck he forgets everything for a moment.
He forgets the castle, forgets his role, forgets time.
All the he knows in this moment is you.
White, like the clouds. White, like his clothes. White, like frosting.
White are his wings, a refreshing contrast to the dark colours you've grown used to seeing in the Devildom. It's a part of him, after all. He's an angel, a Celestial being that brings along with him raidance and peace.
"Do you like them so much?" Simeon teases, finding amusement in the way you gently trace his wings and observe each feather. He's never been subjected to this kind of affection before, but your request of wanting to touch his wings was too tempting to deny.
"I do," You confess, massaging the place where his wings emerge as to prove your point, and you can feel Simeon's breath hitch at your action.
But he doesn't tell you to stop. No, what the angel does is lean more into you, his wings ruffling in delight at your touch.
It's quite fascinating to see them in action.
When you trace a finger over the edge of his wings, Simeon doesn't manage to escape the giggle that spills past his lips.
"Ticklish?" You murmur mischievously, already storing this information for later use in mind, but seeing his flustered face your resolve crumbles, and you resort to treating the area with even more tenderness, finding happiness in the way he sighs.
"Thank you for this," He mumbles, his shoulders being as if a burden's been lifted from them. Such is the magic of your touch, it seems.
"Anytime for you." You smile, reveling in the way his wings have now come to wrap themselves around you in protectiveness.
In a world of white, you don't complain when you see Simeon. Instead, you lean further towards his lips as if in a trance, and he does too.
You're tempting an angel, but Simeon doesn't mind.
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What the demon bros need.
Lucifer: Please tell me my efforts are valid and needed. Sometimes I just need love but it's hard for me to say that.
Mammon: Please make me feel like I'm more than a scumbag. Your opinion of me lays a foundation of respect.
Leviathan: Please validate my interests and desires. Your opinion of them means more than you know to me.
Satan: Please understand that feelings are hard for me. I am trying my best to articulate them for you.
Asmodeus: Please grasp that our time together is valuable. You mean more to me than I can express.
Beelzebub: Please know my silence is a mask for my feelings. I just want to hug you.
Belphegor: Please love me despite my flawed past. I'm trying to do better.
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Obey Me! NSFW Boyfriend Headcanons (Demons)
A/N: Damn. I see. Y’all want that good good. If you could give the same energy for this fic, then that’ll be delightful and I’ll give you a reward -Yagi’s Wife
He is a sadistic and selfish lover
Selfish in terms of he’ll make you come over and over and won’t stop even if you beg
Teasing little piece of shit
“Baby, I can’t understand you when your mouth is full”
;) full of dick
He’s more long than thick but still fills you the fuck up
Expect lots of marking
Dear fucking lord
He’s literally the embodiment of lust
So expect nothing but intense and almost mind-melting pleasure
Very very sensual
But also very very kinky
Loves tying you up
“Tell me what you want, darling. I’ll do it in an instance”
Gets off at your pleasure
I expect he’s very vanilla
For his need to roleplay
Doesn’t do it often, only on certain occasions
Kinda a bottom
Suck his dick, it drives him insane
Like legs shaking, pulling your hair, and losing his breath insane
“Please don’t stop, that feels so good.”
He’s a switch, bitch
Will hit it from the back and make you unable to walk
But also loves it when you’re a tease
Kind of a brat
“Look at you, taking it like the slut you are.”
“Stop teasing and just fuck me already”
He ain’t afraid to show his bratty bottom self
Two sides of sex with Satan
When he’s angry, prepare for rough rough sex
Hair pulling, sore throat, tears dripping down your face, multiple orgasms and orgasm denial
“Fuck, I love it when you let me use you as my toy.”
Soft, sweet, loving sex
Light touches, whispers of love and praise, coming together, the slow build-up of an intense orgasm
“I love you and want nothing more than to make you feel good.”
Beel can like
Surprisingly a tease
But it’s like, unintentional
“Why are you pouting? If you want attention, come get it.”
Loves, loves, loves kissing you
Favorite place to fuck you is on the kitchen counter in the middle of the night
Will eat you out like it's his last meal
Pls don’t let Lucifer find out
Fucking lazy ass bitch
Makes you do all the work
Loves watching you ride him and plays with the tiddies (or nipples)
Smirks up and you, grinds his hips and says
“Enjoying the ride?”
Will eat you out slowly and loves orgasm denial
Give him a taste of his medicine and he’ll go feral
By tying you up and fucking you until you can’t even speak
Uhhh I think I have a thing for Belphegor
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How would the brothers and dateables react to missing Mc? Like one day Mc just disappeared and they can't find them no matter how hard they try. Totally angst :)
Brothers And Dateables React To Missing MC
They're gone. Dissapeared one day, without any signs of a struggle. No matter hard they search, how much they plead, they're nowhere to be found. Their soul is gone.
On the outside, Lucifer may appear stoic and collected, but he's slowly delving into despair. No matter how hard he looks, they're nowhere to be found.
He doesn't know what happened, except that MC dissapeared from their room, gone, without any signs of a struggle or message. Lucifer doesn't even know if they've been kidnapped or..killed.
There's a rage brewing in his eyes as he devises a plan and a search party. With his connections, his brothers, and even the power of Lord Diavolo and Barbatos MC must be found... right...?
Lucifer eventually realized the search was hopeless, when he touched his pact mark and tried to reach out to MC, but he didn't even feel anything.
Were they gone..? Were they in the Celestial Realm? Travelling through dimensions? Barbatos and Simeon's face told him all that he needed to know.
He was the eldest. He had to be collected and be the pillar of his family, even if he was falling inside. So Lucifer hardened his emotions as he tried to pull his family together, even if they lashed out at him.
Lucifer hide himself away, distant and cold. He refused to be pitied, even if Asmodeus and his brothers shot him knowing glances.
He gave his heart twice. And lost it twice. It was buried with MC now.
Despite how cold he seems after their 'death', the vinyl playing in his room didn't do a good job at covering the sounds of bottles shattering and wails escaping.
He couldn't quite believe it. They were in their room, and the next thing...they had dissapeared? Where? By whom? Were they kidnapped? Were they....okay?
He was desperately trying to do something, call their phone or search the house along with his brothers, but they weren't there.
With the search party his brother had organised, he devoted himself to looking for them, but the determination fizzled out when he desperately tried to touch the pact mark, to feel anything of MC's, their heartbeat, their soul, but he was met with silence.
Mammon almost attacked Barbatos when he confirmed they weren't coming back...their soul was wiped out from existence...
He refused to believe it. But he had to, eventually, when he was forced to.
He was MC's first man, for hell's sake! He was supposed to protect them!
Mammon threw himself into his sin, with even more ferocity, but even the witches pitied him, claiming one whose soul is gone can't be brought back.
He nearly killed the witches in disbelief, only when he was dragged back to the house by Lucifer did he collapse on the steps, crying as he begged MC to come back.
Some of MC's possessions are with him now, which he guards with his life. They're the only reminder Mammon has left of them, and he'll protect it.
There's nothing he can do expect wring his hands and hide away in his despair.
He was frozen, tongue-tied as he looked on in shock. Only when he was reminded of his position did he spring into action. His soldiers were summoned, and they ventured into the Devildom waters. If MC was found, they were to be brought back and the kidnappers brought: dead or alive.
But it soon became clear they weren't coming back, when he had ventured into the deepest depths of the sea, and in a desperate attempt, tried to use their pact. But he was met with dangerous silence, just like the ocean.
When even a Prince and an angel couldn't find MC, how could he? He refused to accept they weren't existing anymore, and for a long time the Devildom waters were dangerous to be in, for anyone who's ventured in was drowned by the waves.
He retired to his room, defeated and tired. Levi was in a haze for days, refusing to accept their death. Only when he tried to call them on their D.D.D., and he didn't hear their voice, only then did he fully take in the fact they were gone.
For a long while, he couldn't even sleep, trying to ignore reality by diving into his virtual world, but on seeing MC's controller, the screen shattered.
Everything in his room reminded him of them. The pillow they liked to sleep with, the game progress Levi had saved with them, photos of him and MC cosplaying...
The only sound from his room is the music from his video games, and if one looks closer they can see the dark circles under Levi's eyes and his grumpiness. He refuses to accept reality, choosing to dive into the fictional world.
He did not take MC's dissapearance very well. By 'very well' he was fuming as he tried to control the immediate anger that came. He was stuck in that haze for a long time, cursing himself and his brothers for not watching over MC.
Only when he was harshly reprimanded did he spring into action, putting his knowledge and skills into action. Satan pulled out a map of the Devildom, marking all the places where MC could be and lead the party in searching for clues, and with the aid of his connections.
But when all his brothers eventually began to fall down one by one, he had to too....The search was leading to nowhere, and for the first time his knowledge failed him.
Despair set in when Satan tried to feel the pact power, but he felt nothing on MC's side. They were gone, blipped out of existence, not even a fragment remaining.
He turned to the sorcerer, but even he couldn't say anything. It all led to anger, as Satan destroyed half of the house, with claw marks and torn fabric in every corner.
His room suffered the same fate. Countless books were torn when they couldn't bring MC back. Eventually, the anger turned to sorrow as he wept in his room.
It's almost like what he was before. Wrathful, lashing out in an instance. Satan's far too gone now to come back...whatever's left of them in this world, he'll protect it.
All the feelings and scenery he knew with MC are gone now, dead, buried with them. And they can't come back, nor can MC, nor can the last bit of humanity in him.
He was in a frenzy when he found out MC was missing. Trying to call them, searching the House, all in vain.
With his connections, he tried to look for them, but they weren't found. Not by him or his brothers efforts. On a stormy night, he eventually mustered the strength to try and use the pact, but when he was met with silence, he broke sobbing.
The power was so intense that Solomon rushed to see where his friend was. Asmodeus was begging the mage to find out where MC was, but the look of despair on his own face said everything....
For days, all he did was weep, until his appearance was one of red eyes and dried tears on his cheeks. The House was silent, save for the occasional destruction by Satan.
Eventually, he tried to pull himself together, making meals with Beelzebub and ensuring that his brothers sit down and eat something, even if they rushed out storming.
His glamour is gone, replaced by a broken demon. Asmodeus doesn't go out, he can't, and most of his time is spent clearing up the mess created in the House and trying to comfort his brothers.
He's mustering up the strength because that is what MC would have done, and wanted. Their room lies undisturbed, not a speck of dirt, with a spell to ensure it never decays, and that the leaves of the tree remain fresh as ever.
They..MC...they won't, they can't...he can't let this happen again...he can't.
When he found out they were missing, he stormed outside, in his search for MC he desperately tried to look for them. He can't lose them too, he lost Lilith already.
Only when he tried to use their pact, did he finally realize it. They were gone. Not even a fragment of their soul remaining. Beel screamed as he fell down, sobbing and defeated, failed to protect his family.
The pain alerted Belphegor, who rushed to where his twin was, and his face also made Belphegor realize the one thing he was refusing to: MC was gone.
Both grieved in their pain, just as they had after the Fall. Belphegor slept most of the time, and Beel, apart from eating carefully preserved all their belongings.
A memorial was made for MC, and Beel spent most of his time there. A part of him hoped for a sign, an assurance that MC watched over them like Lilith did, but it was the same part that died when he remembered that their soul was gone.
He and Asmodeus cooked together, and he tried to ensure Belphegor ate to maintain his health, and he and Asmo sent the trays to their brothers rooms.
One time in the night, his hands instinctively reached for the bag of chips MC liked, and Beelzebub had to quieten his sobs as he retreated, finding comfort in Belphegor who hugged him tight as they both wept.
All his sleepiness dissapeared when he found out MC was missing, as Belphegor immediately sprang into action. He's observant, and together with Satan they searched spots where MC could have been.
But no matter how much he looked, searched, threated, killed, MC was nowhere to be found. The brothers gave up their search one by one, and at last Belphegor was the only one standing.
He nearly threated Diavolo, if not for Beel stopping him.
Why were his brothers giving up? Didn't MC mean anything to them? Countless thoughts ran in his mind until he tried to reach them through the pact, and felt nothing. Empty, harsh silence.
That was all it took for him to kneel and give up. He felt Beel's pain, and the look in his eyes must have been one of despair because then they both were sobbing.
He refused to talk, choosing to sleep his pain away. Only thing was the pain still tormented him. Sometimes he dreamt of Lilith, and sometimes MC. Those nights were the worst.
A part of him dissapeared with MC, and sometimes when he was awake he would slink to their memorial, where Beel would often find him asleep.
The attic becomes the place Belphegor sleeps the most in now, away from pitying glances and his brothers.
He was helpless, despite his power and influence. MC just dissapeared, and now they weren't being able to be found.
The Devildom is dangerous, and Diavolo did his best to ensure that it would be safe. But it seems there were cracks in his ship, because the water seeped through.
Lucifer had organised his brothers into a search party, as Diavolo supervised. Barbatos was looking through different realities, every possibility or decision that yielded this outcome.
But the search was futile, and Barbatos bowed to his Lord as he confessed there was nothing he could do. MC's soul was gone, dissapeared from existence.
Diavolo has seen structures fall, empires crumble and blood be shed. Death didn't effect him much. But it does now. His shoulders feel heavy and there's a weight on his heart he can't describe.
It's his helplessness, he can't even do anything, revive them or give them another life, because their soul is gone, just like their physical body.
A memorial was made in honour of MC, with the best luxurious and materials royalty could provide. They had a special place in everyone's heart, and so will they in the palace and the House of Lamentation.
Diavolo visits on nights when he simply can't get MC out of his mind, telling them about a new human game or tradition he discovered, about how the brothers are faring, ignoring the trembling of his own voice.
The one demon who could control time and choose realities, now helpless against fate. Fate that he once couldn't avoid, and now MC couldn't.
The brothers tore through the Devildom as Diavolo supervised, while he himself tore into timelines, searched through realities where this couldn't have happened.
But no matter what choices were made the outcome was same. Eventually, he had to wrung his hands and admit defeat.
The desperation in Lucifer's eyes was a mirror of his own: despondent.
Lord Diavolo had a memorial made for MC in the castle, and one was at the House of Lamentation. A room hidden by a spell, visible to those who cherished them.
He took special care in dusting each item, treating it with fragility and as if it were sacred, which it was. There was no body to bury, no soul for judgement, only their physical possessions.
Barbatos pretends not to see the Prince wander into MC's memorial late at night, because he does so himself.
Every single item of theirs- a tea cup or even the silly spoon they had given him as a gag gift is treasured, hidden away in remembrance.
He can't even turn towards Father, because their soul simply doesn't exist. Not anymore.
He himself looked for them in the Celestial Realm, like the brothers did in the Devildom. Each district was scrutinised, turned upside down as Simeon searched. But when he turned to Father, he got to know the Truth.
It's a fate worse than death, having your soul wiped from existence. Did they travel through the astral plane and got lost? Did someone hurt them...?
But one thing was clear: they were gone. The determination turned to helplessness when he saw Lucifer's pleading gaze.
Luke was inconsolable, and Solomon could be seen shaking whenever MC's name was mentioned. Countless nights Simeon woke up to screams from Luke's room, when the cherub had nightmares.
He has MC's handkerchief that they dropped one day but never returned to collect. It's preserved with a spell, in a hidden drawer in Simeon's room.
He tried to connect to Lucifer, but the latter has shut himself up in his room, cold and harsh as ever. Even Father failed him now....
There's nothing he can do except pray and hope they found peace, even if tears fall from his eyes as he weeps, even if the ground shakes with the fervency of his prayers, he hopes they found happiness.
Perhaps this is the pain that an immortal being has to go through, to watch others crumble and fall while he remains to collect the pieces.
Asmodeus's call made him gather his materials as he set off to the Human world to search for MC. Every corner was searched, every aquantince contacted but it was futile.
They were kidnapped...right? They were just kidnapped, their soul was still intact... right? Solomon never thought he would have found himself praying that MC was just kidnapped, but....
He hoped they had been found. He tried calling Asmodeus. But the second he asked about MC the voice on the other side broke into sobs.
That confirmed his suspicions...and Solomon threw the phone as he fell on the ground. What happened to them? Were they dead? Their soul could be revived, right?
But there was no soul remaining to put in a physical body....
He delved through texts and spells, only to sink further into helplessness. He doesn't even know of their fate! He can't even do anything.....
Solomon felt pain through his pact with Asmodeus, and he rushed to where his friend was, only to find him weeping as he begged Solomon to find a way.
There was nothing he could do..
He truly never moved on, creating a memorial for them in a corner of his room, where he come to talk to them about his day, or something he thought they would like. He ignores the tears leaking down his cheek when he realizes they can't even hear him.
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Things the brothers reserve specifically for MC:
Lucifer: incredibly close snuggles. Basically crushing MC to his chest like a stuffed animal.
Mammon: Headpats. Touching his hair is a privilege.
Leviathan: just generally touching and being near him. He's very shy and worries about bursting into flames if given love.
Satan: literally any emotion aside from cynicism. If he cries in front of MC that's basically ultimate trust.
Asmodeus: sleeping in the same bed. Just sleeping. He feels like it means MC trusts him and he can be just soft and wholesome with them instead of.....lusty.
Beelzebub: he really wants to play the pocky game with MC but is too nervous. Sharing food is Beel's love.
Belphegor: sharing his inner "demons" so to speak. The guys got a lot of baggage and not a lot of brotherly support (aside from the actual baby that is Beel)
Bonus Diavolo: all his dumbassery is saved for his closest companions. He'd be the biggest dork around MC.
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Pact Marks | All Brothers
Request: pact mark hc with the brothers?
Word Count: 1971 words
Page Count: 5.5 pages
A.N.: hope you guys enjoy this!
Tags: none :)
[ U N D A T E A B L E S ]
Lucifer would place his pact mark on the space where your neck meets your ear, somewhere modest and easy to hide, something you could show and hide as you pleased. Though you could hide it, it was in an obvious spot, fitting for the Avatar of Pride. When you summon him or speak with him through it the pact mark glows a deep blue.
If you wear your hair down, he will play with your hair before rubbing the mark gently, and if he is in an extra soft mood he'll give it a quick kiss before moving on. If you wear your hair up he feels prideful, more so than usual, and it intensifies even more if it is a formal gathering where any and all can see it. He'll be glued to that one side where the mark is, and he'll lean in to whisper to you whenever he wants to speak with you, giving a quick kiss to it or just touching it before standing up again.
His pact mark with you on the palm of his hand, and he finds himself thumbing it mindlessly to comfort himself, he starts to understand why Beel does it when he's nervous. Lucifer isn't nervous though, he just likes to remind himself of you, he likes to touch the mark that proves you're both bound together in such a way. When he speaks to you through the mark or tries to look through your eyes, activating the mark, it glows a bright white and reminds him of a blessing mark that angels give.
Having a pact with Lucifer makes him feel light, in a literal and metaphorical sense, every time he even thinks of it.
You bring him light that he thought he had lost long ago.
Mammon would keep your pact mark on your collar bone, in the center, right where your throat dips into your chest. He knew you were caring, and being around you had him feeling different, and he wanted to be greedy. Since he is more emotionally inclined, I like to think that he can connect with souls and auras better, so when he felt your soul and looked at it a bit closer he felt so connected to it he knew he wanted to get close with you. It glows a bright gold when it activates, and he loves it, so sometimes when you're sleeping he'll call to the mark and kinda just look in amazement.
Since he is very touchy, he loves to lay his head down on it, and listens to your heart and the soft buzz of his magic in your skin. He falls asleep fastest on those nights.
His mark with you is in the same place, and like his older brother when you use it it glows a soft white, something he loves since it matches well with his demon markings. Run your nails over it and the boy m e l t s. Since he had his collar opened all the time he loves when people see it, he makes pacts with witches all the time but this is the first time he's allowed a mark on him, and this honestly has everyone just lowkey s h o o k. Like Mammon? The pact whore for grimm? Allowed a mark? on H I M ?
Having a pact with Mammon makes him feel pride, ironically, but also loved and wanted.
He actually feels like an equal, when all else isn't, this is the one time where it's you AND him.
His pact mark on you is on your foot and wraps around your ankle, it seems easy to hide, but you can never really hide it. Unless you're wearing shoes that cover your ankle often or pants that don't ride up your ankle, it's always showing somewhere. He is a strong swimmer and loves to see you swim too, so he knows legs are important for the task, and that's where the idea of placing his mark on your ankle came from. Sometimes, he'll jump in the tank with you, and since he can breathe underwater with his gills (broski I like the idea of him having gills P L E A S E), he'll sit back and chill with Henry swimming around his head, seeing your mark move with the rest of your leg.
When you use the mark, it becomes a soft orange, the same shade that hides behind his eyes when they become more snake-like. Lay your legs over him when he's playing games and he'll settle the controller on your other ankles, letting his fingers brush against the mark on the other. Little shit will even let his claws some out just to scratch them lightly and tickle you like a motherfucker.
His mark is on the ankle opposite of yours, so when you're both cuddling he'll link your ankle around his, the feeling of you WITH him blows his mind sometimes. Same case when he uses it, glows white, due to you being a human and having such a bright soul.
Having a pact with Leviathan makes him feel like he's worth something.
You helped him gain confidence and become a demon that deserves the title of Avatar of Envy.
His pact mark runs from the top of your calf to about mid-thigh, right on the back of your leg, it's large, slender, and delicate. It glows neon green when activated, something that he honestly finds cool as hell, because:
1. It's something that means you have a piece of him with you.
2. You make it look awesome.
3. It's honestly so fucking cool.
Like Levi, when you're both relaxing, him reading and you doing work/listening to music, and your legs are on his, he'll touch the mark mindlessly and feel so at peace. But, if you're ticklish, guess who also is a little shit. If you're in bed, and laying on your stomach, he'll lay his head on your thigh and just trace his with a look on his face that says 'wow' and if you think of that meme, yes, that's valid.
His mark is on the top of his hand, he always gets to see it, looking at it shows him the progress he's made. He knows how to manage his anger and actively tries to have it processed through a better outlet. You helping him along the way makes him have hope, an emotion that could seem a bit foreign at times, but he likes it. He feels light.
Making a pact with Satan has him feeling like he can be anything he wants.
He can be himself, not an extension of someone else.
Asmodeus has no shame, but, when he cares- when he really does, he wants to make it meaningful. He would place it on your hip and have it there and only there, it won't wrap around to your ass or to your front, just your hip. He loves to watch it glow a radiant pink, so he'll section off time to just lay his head on your lap and ask you to call him, the tug of magic and the light emanating from your skin does something to him. Sure, it could be lust, or maybe something more, you may be able to figure it out if he told you.
He didn't want to though. He'd just enjoy the feeling without having to figure it out, because figuring it out meant facing himself, and we can't have that just yet. His pact mark is right over his heart, though Mammon's mark is in the same area, it isn't right over his heart. It is settled right between his pectorals, a slight bit to the left, always hovering around the muscle that proves he's alive and able to love in some capacity.
He often would come up to you and just place his hand on it, palm flat against your hip while his mark would flare up in an ivory light, he swears he can feel your pulse through it and wonders if you can feel his.
Having a pact with Asmodeus makes him feel as if he can be seen past his title- which ever one, and just be himself.
He can devout himself to something that means more than him.
Beelzebub's pact mark is not on your abdomen actually! He wanted to place it on his favorite spot, on the back of your shoulder, away from the place where his sin seems to ravage him. It of course, glows a deep crimson, but be prefers it when it isn't activated- because it means you're safe and you don't need to call on him to help. He loves when you sit on his lap, because of a few reasons.
1. You're with him :)
2. You're happy :)
3. He can look at your mark as much as he likes, especially if it's exposed, he'll "somehow" leave small kisses all over it. They're so soft, you can't help but laugh, it's ticklish at times. It becomes even more ticklish when he presses his face against it, and if you laugh, he laughs, his laughs against your skin either make you soft or cackle in delight.
4. Your pact mark is right against his!
Beel would have his pact mark right on his chest, matching it to the side you choose to have your pact mark on. This makes the big boi real emotional, and he'll sometimes let some magic through and it glows, and you're kinda like:
"I hope that's a glow stick and not you again Beel."
"Let's just say it's a glow stick for now."
Having a pact with Beelzebub means you're a part of his family, happy, and healthy.
It really just makes him emotional.
When you make a pact with Belphegor, this lil' shit is honestly so surprised you said yes, but considering it was a gift you probably said yes to be respectful. But... you didn't.
Your pact mark with him is on the back of your neck, where the cervical vertebrae are, moving a bit lower to the thoracic spine. When you suggested it go there, he had to ask why, and boy did he tear up once you explained it to him later that night. You wanted to trust him again and put the past behind you, so what better place to mend a wound than the place that finally put your lights out?
Please don't say it like this to him though, if you do he would think you're joking.
But if that's how it comes out, he'll think you're joking, until he remembers you're you and... he gets it.
It glows purple when activated or when you're sleepy/ in some type of stress, he wants to read your emotions so he can help you as much as he can, make up for what was done. He would never admit it though, and you can tell he's trying his best. His mark would be in the same exact place, not only to remind him of what he did, but that he can do better to make amends. He punishes himself for your death and you try to ease him out of it- and though it takes time, you'll find your way to it.
He finds himself doing what Beel does, and will bury his face into your mark when he cuddles into you, and places small kisses on it. If he is laying on you, please touch the mark, it manages to calm him into a good sleep.
Making a pact with Belphegor means you're ready to grow and build something better with him.
You help him find a better path that he needs to walk down on his own.
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Omggg just had this sudden thot but yk how the Devildom is always night/no sun? Well it occurred to me that humans need a source of vitamin D or there will be long term health complications which THEN turned into thinking abt vitamin C and the other essential vitamins that might not neccesarily be found in Devildom cuisine. How would the brothers react when they find out their human (and Soloman bc that boi is PALE) needs multivitamins to stay alive and nOT wilt like a flower
God! I’m sooooo super sorry this took so long! With my exams and having some family events, I didn’t have a hell lot of time!
But here ya go! I hope you like it. (Also I wholeheartedly believe that Solomon probably has some sort of spell to help him with the vitamin stuff but prefers taking supplements since they’re more reliable)
Warning: Mentions of nosebleeds.
Mc is genderneutral, as always!
He was no fool, he knew humans needed certain things that the Devildom couldn’t provide. Sunlight was one of them yet he didn’t really know how much exactly you needed that.
Solomon seemed to be doing fine, a little pale but never showed any signs of something severe.
You, on the other hand, you were more fatigued than usual, your eyes drooping at the breakfast table.
He even made a point of observing you through the night to make sure you actually slept through it.
Then came the periods of sadness, the bruises that came to quicky and went away to slow.
Lucifer was lost, hands in his hairs. He had no clue what to do and how to solve what was going on. He talked to Diavolo, making the lord grin when he saw just how much Lucifer had come to care for you.
Together they looked for a cause yet couldn’t really find one so Barbatos proposed a solution: talk to Solomon and see if he knows what’s going on.
The wizard smiled when he heard the troubles the three found them in, of course, he would need a form of compensation. Lucifer was ready to yeet him out of the window
You had a vitamin deficiency Solomon told them and even gave him a list of vitamins he himself used to keep healthy in the Devildom since spells aren’t always effective.
In the morning there will be so many bottles of vitamins in front of your plate all with a note on when and how to intake the vitamins/supplements.
He laughs when he sees you tired at the breakfast table.
“Been gamin’ too much, ay?”
You just grumble and eat your breakfast, annoyed at the comments Mammon kept making. After a few weeks of you practically falling asleep everywhere to the point that you were rivalling Belphie, Mammon started noticing how you tried to cover up nosebleeds. Tissues upon tissues all spotted and drenched with blood were thrown in your trashcan.
All the while things started to get worse for you, more bruises, easily irritated, sleeping at times when you should be awake. Unfortunately, the Devildom doctors weren’t knowledged enough about human health and when Mammon dragged you in were baffled at your condition.
Mammon marched up to Solomon soon after, almost beating the sorcerer to a pulp when he demanded payment for the information. Solomon told Mammon everything after the demon made sure to threaten him with exile from Devildom. Your life might be on the line, Mammon ain’t got no time for games.
He made sure to ask one of his brothers to look after you when he left to hunt for vitamins he may or may not have stolen some of Levi’s human money to pay for them.
When he found the vitamin sections, he just grabbed everything he thought would be important and would ask Solomon about it later.
The next morning all the needed vitamins are there yet no one seemed to know from who and no! Definitely not from Mammon! Why would THE great Mammon spend money on a stupid human?!
Everyone knows it was from him.
At first, he was pretty annoyed when you started to fall asleep in the middle of watching a show or playing a game and his insecurities tried to tell him it was because you were simply bored of him. Even though you reassured him that you were just fatigued, he was convinced it was his fault.
So he tried to spice things up, playing games were the both of you actually got sucked into them or tv shows were your choices made a big impact yet it neither worked. You remained tired.
He tried to give you sooo many varieties of energy drinks to the point where his wallet was actually suffering but he didn’t care, he simply wanted you to be energized so the two of you could spend time together.
After he noticed how easily you started the bruise, he got worried and even more when he noticed how slowly they went away.
In the beginning, he thought it was just a human thing with them being so fragile but after doing some research that didn’t seem to be the case.
Worriedly he started to pester you on what was going on but when you told Levi you didn’t know he got even more worried.
Luckily for him, a guy he knew who was human from one of his many gaming sessions turned out to be some sort of doctor and told Levi you might just a have a vitamin deficiency.
Immediately Levi ended his session and rushed to the Akuzon website, to their special, new human products.
He quickly found some vitamin bottles that resembled those his doctor friend had mentioned he should buy.
In the morning a big Akuzon box laid in front of your door with a not ontop:
“To the stupid normie, take your vitamins or no more gaming nights!”
You took them almost immediately.
He might be the only person that knows what’s going on with you the moment he noticed your constant fatigue but isn’t sure so decided to dedicate some time to researching human anatomy.
At first, he doesn’t know how bad a vitamin deficiency could be. Maybe you were more fatigued, sure but that isn’t too bad. After a few of these human vitamin pills, you’ll be back to health. You’ll just have to wait a few days until they arrive, Satan doesn’t have the super-premium Akuzon membership that allows packages to be brought to you in mere hours.
The moment he stumbles on the consequences, he’s rushing out the door with a list of vitamins in his left hand and Lucifer’s credit card in his right. He does not want you to be suffering from nosebleeds. What if the blood gets on his books?
He quickly finds a portal to the human world and is lucky that it’s one that teleports him into a small alley near a big supermarket.
After adjusting to the bright sunlight for a bit he walks in the store and starts to gather all the bottles of vitamins he needs and while he’s there he also picks up a plethora of snacks, drinks and other stuff you might want/miss. Satan has a good memory so even if you mentioned you like a specific snack one time, he will have remembered and had now added that to his overflowing basket.
He also may or may not have brought some snacks for himself.
After putting it all in a bag he drops it off in the evening when he returns, unlike the others he prefers to give it to face to face to show that he does care and wants you to be safe and healthy.
Notices something is up when your skin starts to lose some of its glow as if the spark inside of you has been dulled or been put out.
He starts to make spa-day an even more regular occurrence yet it doesn’t help much, it only reaffirms Asmo’s worries. He starts to check your sleep schedule and make sure that you’re actually sleeping the full 8-9 hours, he even asks if you’re drinking enough water and tries his best to research about human bodies.
One afternoon after school he’s with Solomon and tells the wizard all about your ailments: the fatigue, the sudden nosebleeds you’ve been trying to hide and then the pain in your back. Asmo was at his wit’s end and decided to vent but he never expected Solomon to provide him with an explanation.
He dragged Solomon back to the house of Lamentations and pushed him in the desk chair.
Asmo quickly went to Akuzon and scrolled through the human necessity page, adding all the vitamins you would need with the help of Solomon. Asmo also added a bunch of beauty products for both of you.
When the box arrived, Asmo immediately went ahead and packed in fancy wrapping paper, added bows and a lovely note for you to read.
After school was out and you arrived back in your room you found a large box wrapped in wrapping paper of your favourite colour and not surprised when you saw that Asmo had sent it.
Even the vitamin bottles were in line with your aesthetic, Asmo really thought everything through.
He probably doesn’t notice as quickly as the others but when he does he’s super-duper worried.
Why are you tired? Are you sleeping enough?
He will ask to either sleep in his room wit Belphie or sleep in your room so he can make sure you’re getting enough sleep.
When he notices that even after multiple cuddle sessions and days of sleeping over 9 hours that you’re still fatigued, he starts to think you’re very sick.
In the beginning, he’ll ask Belphie if he might now more since Belphie used to be so enthralled and fascinated by humans yet even his younger twin doesn’t have a clue.
Eventually, he’ll go around and ask all his brothers with no one beside Satan having the slightest idea.
After Satan telling Beel what he thinkes it, Beel immediately goes on a journey to his computer and looks through websites to find what he needs to fix a vitamin deficiency.
He ends up purchasing too many bottles of vitamins with all kinds of tastes, shapes and colours since he doesn’t know what you would like.
So when you come to his room one day for your cuddle session, he gives you to box and tells you all the information he could find while eating a snack.
researching made him hungry.
Belphie liked that you seemed to spend more time with him even if was just to sleep, being able to cuddle you was amazing and he wasn’t going to question why.
Not at first.
But after a while, even the avatar of Sloth found your fatigue rather alarming especially since it wasn’t very common amongst humans to be so tired even after getting plenty of rest.
Although Belphie had heard of condition that made humans extremely tired, he didn’t suspect you to have it since your fatigued seemed to be a recent issue.
He started to wreck his brain to try and find an explanation but came up empty.
Soon he started to research on his D.D.D in the hopes something would pop up.
Eventually, he found something about vitamin deficiencies? As he read more and more, he started to connect to the dots. Luckily for him the website provided a link to webshop were he could buy some of these human vitamins you needed.
Belphie fell asleep after confirming his order, his hand barely holding on to his phone as he laid on the side of his bed.
When you came to fetch him for dinner you noticed his D.D.D almost falling and took it out of his grasp and put in to charge on his bedside table.
You woke him up after so he could join you for dinner and while dinner was happening there was a ring at the door. Belphie might’ve paid extra for a fast delivery
He was quick to answer the door and give the bag to you so that there would be no doubt that he was the one to give the vitamins to you.
He’ll happily continue napping with you while your body recovers.
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In the biology of demons there is one interesting feature - if a demon accidentally or on purpose physically injures his mate, it instantly manifests itself on his body by tenfold phantom pain. Sometimes it is so strong (depending on the extent of the couple's injury) that they fall into a kind of depression at harm to their mate. May I request a headcanon with the brothers where they, in a fit of aggression/rage, inflict this kind of damage on the MC and feel its effects?
The Brothers Hurt MC And The Pain Comes Back Tenfold On Them
Both his body and heart is in shambles now...
Lucifer takes pride in keeping himself in check, unlike his rowdy brothers. But what he did was unforgivable...
Mammon's bills were piled up in his room, Satan and Belphegor had enchanted his door to quack, and Beel ate all the food in the fridge, which meant that Lucifer had to go for groceries later. And to add salt to the wounds, the Demonus in his room was filled with vinegar....
He was angry, irritated, but he shouldn't have lashed out at MC. They and him were arguing, about how he shouldn't have hung Mammon by one finger from the ceiling, and to excuse Beel's mistake.
They were only trying to lessen the burden of punishment on his brothers, MC was selfless in their care and love, but he lashed out verbally and gripping their wrist attempted to escort them out of the room, quite harshly.
But he understimated his strength and now he was on the floor, groaning as he tried to bear the pain that had taken upon his body.
It took a while, and a lot of energy to not scream in agony. Every limb felt like it was being torn apart.
Only after the pain had subsided, he frantically tried to check on MC, fearing the worst for their wrist. Thankfully, it was only a bruise, but the guilt he felt that wrung his heart was heavy....
He was besides them in an instant, apologizing for what he did...He should really try to control his anger more...because he won't forgive himself....
He doesn't know what to do...for he's about to break into tears....
Mammon doesn't get angry often. He's the most patient and has the most self-control out of his brothers. But it seems anger bubbles over sometimes...
He was having a bad day, the fashion shoot was exhausting, and Lucifer blamed him for breaking a vase, and after being hung from the chandelier he wanted nothing more than silence.
MC had come to check on him, and when they tried to gently nudge him he sprang, shoving them into the wall.
It merely took seconds for the pain to manifest. Mammon was biting his cheek as he fell on the floor, groaning as it felt like every part of his body was being smashed against the wall, like that avenger movie he watched with MC the previous night.
It hurt like hell. So much that tears were spilling from his eyes as he tried to bear the pain.
After the pain dissapeared, only then was Mammon able to shakily crawl towards his mate, nearly crying as he tried to check if they were okay.
He promised he would protect MC, but look what he did....he's truly scum....
Mammon will stay away from them, guilt brewing in his heart whenever he remembers how he lashed out.
He's a worthless demon who chose a pathetic figurine over his mate..
Leviathan is mostly calm, gaming or watching anime, preferring to stay away from normies and the outdoors, for his mate and his room is all he needs.
But if he loved his mate, he wouldn't have done what he did....
MC had come for their weekly anime marathon with a tray of snacks and drinks, with good intentions. But they collided with the shelf of figurines and one fell on the floor, breaking into two.
All rational thoughts were thrown out of the window as he changed into his demon form, towering over his mate as he stared at them with hatred, and when he grabbed their shoulder harshly, he felt a sharp pain strike his body.
It felt like he was being mauled, every limb feeling as if it was being stretched to unfathomable limits, as Levi cried out in pain.
It took a while for the pain to dull down, and only then was be able to talk without groaning in pain.
He's filth, for he chose to harm his mate over a pathetic figurine. He doesn't deserve MC...
Levi shakily checked on his mate as he blubbered out apologies, running away to the sea in his shame and agony after...
He was always afraid that this would happen...and it did....
Satan usually has good self-control when it comes to managing his anger. He doesn't lash out often, but when he does, it's violent.
MC had come to his room for their nightly reading, with a cup of tea and books in hand. But they weren't able to look down and one of Satan's book came in the way....
MC went falling on the floor, with the tea spilling and damaging multiple books which were scattered across the floor. When they hurriedly stood up only then did they see the wrath brewing in his eyes.....
Satan doesn't like for his books to be damaged. And it was a rare manuscript, one which was required for placing new spells and hexes! It wasn't MC's fault for they only wanted to join him for reading. The books that were lying around was because he let them be so.
But tell that to an angry demon of Wrath. He was fuming as his eyes glared at MC, who was crouched in a corner. As he began to lash out verbally, he didn't notice when his tail uncoiled himself from his leg and dragged MC on the floor, their head hitting the stone floor with a thud.
That same thud was felt on his head, but ten times worse as Satan snarled in pain, it felt like his head was being torn apart and his brain was mashed, the only thing he could make out was that he was in pain.
Only after the pain had subsided, and Satan regained his breath and sanity, did he slowly approach MC to check them for any injuries, while apologizing.
He won't trust himself to be near them for a good time, for if he can't even control his wrath he doesn't deserve to have MC's company, his beloved mate whom he harmed.
He doesn't deserve MC, not after what he did....
Asmodeus isn't the one to physically lash out at others, instead he speaks words that could make anyone feel inferior. Even though he's got a sharp tongue, he doesn't use it often.
MC and him were rushing home at night, for if they were late Lucifer would be furious, and Asmodeus was not going to risk his anger.
But as him and MC were passing over a puddle, the splash of their jump made mud splatter out and damage his clothes and shirt......
Asmodeus was FUMING as he cornered MC, angry at his clothes being ruined. He's a demon who always maintains his looks, and when they're damaged...
In his anger, he pushed them against an alley wall, and as his nails dug in their skin a sharp pain shook his body.
Asmodeus wept as he tried to bear the pain that felt like he was being skinned alive. Every inch of his body felt like it was tearing, and he was shaking and crying as his body got splattered with the mud.
Only after the pain had dissapeared, did Asmodeus manage to stand up straight and gently cradle MC's face, as tears slipped from his own...
Just because his dress was ruined he attempted to harm MC....his mate, for hell's sake! He's vile, an ungrateful, bratty demon....
He hadn't meant to lash out...
Beel's a gentle demon, but when his hunger comes in the way he rages, just focused on finding anything to devour. He'll throw tantrums, and doesn't take kindly to having his food taken away.
MC only wanted for him to come home and not destroy half of the restaurant they were in, with the windows smashed and kitchen empty of any groceries.
Beel, blinded by his hunger, saw that MC was trying to deprive him of food, when they were only trying to help him. When they tried to reason with him, Beel didn't listen.
When MC gently grabbed his arm to prevent him from trashing the restaurant Beel growled, and before MC knew it their shoulder was gripped tightly by him.
Demons have more physical and magical strength then humans, although there are exceptions. So when Beel grabbed their shoulder it hurt. A lot.
But it hurt Beel even more when he doubled in pain, desperately trying to not scream as he felt as if his joints were being dislocated.
The pain ripped through him as he grunted and whimpered, unable to control the pain. Only when it had subsided, was he able to stand up and speak without crying out in pain.
His first instinct was to check on his mate, see if they were okay. MC was, but Beel felt guilty for what he did. He hadn't meant to lash out, but in his frenzied state....
Beel needs a hug.
He's gone and done it again. Did what he shouldn't have....
Belphegor doesn't lash out, because he's asleep half of the time, and is naturally very calm, unless it comes to pranking Lucifer.
Belphegor dislikes being woken up from his nap the most. He gets cranky, and depending on who it is, will squabble and grumble.
MC just wanted to wake him up so that they wouldn't be late for R.A.D., but Belphegor wanted to sleep some more. Seeing no other option, MC woke him up by literally throwing a glass of water. A very effective method from Lucifer.
But they didn't expect for Belphegor to jump from the bed, growling and in his demon form, muttering about how they dare wake him from his sleep...
He was fuming, and all concern and rationality got thrown out of the window as Belphegor grabbed them by the neck.
But the first squeeze he gave made him fall to the floor, desperately trying to claw at his own neck, which felt like it was being strangled, and his body on fire as he thrashed about, wheezing and trying to scream.
Eventually, the pain died down, enough for Belphegor to shakily crawl over to MC, and check over them before retreating.
He swore he won't do it again, but he's gone and broken their trust now. He doesn't deserve them.
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