obey me brothers x reader
wc : 2.k
warnings : references to lesson 16 (belphie), a bit of hurt/comfort (mammon, belphie)
synopsis : how spending the rest of your lives together began
Lucifer was tired. It had been a long day at RAD, an even longer student council meeting with his brothers acting like absolute fools, and now he had a mountain of paperwork to do— a solid stack consisting of only Mammon’s credit card bills.
But you made it seem less tedious.
Your presence alone could accomplish that, but there you sat beside him, chair pulled up with his jacket over your shoulders as you filed paperwork with him.
And maybe from an outside perspective it wouldn’t mean a lot, but to Lucifer it meant so much. Because you weren’t actually fluent in his native tongue- which was what his important documents were written in. But you were doing it anyway- doing it correctly- just so you could take a load off his shoulders.
It made him pause every so often to look at you in awe; no one had ever done anything like this for him. And on top of that, you would pause in your own work occasionally to squeeze his shoulder and go get some snacks for the two of you to share.
Speaking of, you lifted your head when you felt his eyes on you, giving a knowing smile. “Hi, love. Need anything? More tea?”
Lucifer shook his head, about to go back to his work before he paused. “There is actually one thing.”
“Anything for you.” You turned towards him, reaching to run a hand through his raven locks.
“Marry me.” Like most things he said, it came out as a statement- a demand- rather than a question. It made him nervous, though he didn’t show it.
But you knew. You could see it in the way his bottom lip quivered slightly and how the words came out shaky. It made you smile, “Of course. Yes.”
His worries soothed and his heart soared. Lucifer beamed at you, taking your hand and standing. “Good.” A soft laugh left him as he twirled you around, “I’m glad.”
quiet sniffles and soft hushes filled his dimly lit room, the two sources of sound being huddled under a messily made blanket fort.
Mammon had, truly accidentally, knocked into one of Diavolo’s vases while they were visiting the Demon Lord’s Castle hours earlier. The prince himself paid no mind to it- in fact, he laughed it off, as it held no real value- but Lucifer had been livid. Mammon was sure his older brother was going to get him real good right then and there but you’d done it again : jumping in front of him and loudly announcing that, no, it wasn’t Mammon who knocked over the vase. It was you. So Lucifer had given you a stack of homework to do because of it- on top of all your other school work.
And Mammon felt terrible. “I-I’m always gettin’ y-ya into trouble…m-makin’ ya take the f-fall. I’m s-supposed to be the o-one protecting you! I-”
“Mammon.” Your voice was firm, but affectionate. “You never make me do anything- I choose to take the blame for you. I know you don’t mean to do a lot of the things you do, you’re just…endearingly clumsy at times.”
He scoffed, scrubbing angrily at the tears on his face; he hated crying in front of you. He blinked, blue hues staring into yours when you gently pulled his hands away from his face and started softly wiping.
“Mammon, I love you. I love all of you- including the clumsiness, the greed, the not-always-so-smart decisions.” You guided his hand to rest over his pact mark, “We’re partners in crime, yeah? You’re my first. I’m always gonna try and protect you, too.”
His fingers flexed against your skin, feeling the slightly raised mark of his pact. Mammon felt like he was floating and the words just fell from his lips. “Fuck, I wanna marry ya.” His eyes widened, watching yours do the same, but he didn’t back down- he knew what he wanted.
“Let’s get married. S-seriously! I know it’s something that happens when people really l-love each other, so let’s do it! I was already plannin’ on spendin’ the rest of my life with ya and marriage is the way to officially do that, right? I-I’ll get ya a pretty ring a-and-”
You cut him off with a kiss. A salty, breathless kiss. You pulled away, rubbing your own tears away this time. “Yes, Mammon. I’d love to marry you and I’d love to spend the rest of my life with you.” You went back to wiping away his tears, “I don’t need some expensive ring, though. All I need is you.”
Mammon took in a deep breath and exhaled with a loud, delighted laugh. “MC SAID YES! I’M GETTIN’ MARRIED!”
Levi didn’t really like going to public beaches. There’s too many people, not enough room, annoying children, and if he’s being honest…he doesn’t appreciate wandering around in front of all those people with such a lack of clothing. But this he could do.
The two of you were out at sea— so far out, you couldn’t even see the sandbank anymore. Water sprayed you in the face as a tail splashed in the water, but it wasn’t Levi’s. It was much bigger. Lotan hissed contentedly when Levi patted his head, making you giggle and pet his back where you were sitting.
Levi knew you’ve been wanting to go out to the ocean, but he always felt bad because he doesn’t like the beach itself. So he suggested a date out here : literally out in the ocean with Lotan (who was way better than a boat in his opinion).
“Levi, this is so cool!”
It was beautiful out here. Dark water that should be unsettling, but it only awed you as it was the perfect contrast for the colorful devildom fish that swam around your “boat”. (it also served as the perfect contrast against your bright anime swimwear, which was an added bonus)
And Levi was awed by you. The perfect embodiment of the light to his dark; his Henry. A single fleeting thought makes its way through his head as he watches you love on his monstrous pet. ‘I want to do this for the rest of our lives’. It makes him stiffen and he’s pretty sure you’d be able to hear his rapid heartbeat if it weren’t for the roaring waves.
You turn towards Levi, having not heard anything from him for a while. You thought he couldn’t hear you, so you started crawling your way up Lotan’s back to reach him, but an incoming wave knocked you off.
Or it would have if it weren’t for Levi’s tail. It wrapped around you almost immediately, pulling you closer and closer until you were practically on his lap. Its hold on you doesn’t falter, not even when Levi himself wraps his arms around your waist.
His heart nearly stops when you give him a sweet smile as thanks and he couldn’t stop the words tumbling out of his mouth even if tried, “Can I marry you?”
Your hands catch his wrists when they go to cover up his flushed face, thumbs moving to rub over his racing pulse points. You lean your forehead against his with a soft laugh, “You would make me the happiest human in history if you did.”
Levi lets out a breath, orange hues wide in surprise, before he’s smiling like an idiot. “You hear that, Lotan? Mc said I could marry them!” The giant splash of water makes him hold you closer, giving him the perfect opportunity to say, “Thank you.”
The two of you had spent all day out on the town, traveling to the places you both adored. The cat cafe, the museum, the bookstore. Now you were both at a secluded spot in the woods.
Satan had stumbled upon it years ago and wanted to share it with you. There was a shimmering green pond that was so clear, you could see the bottom. Flowers bloomed everywhere and there was a pretty willow tree hanging over everything.
You’d never seen anything more beautiful. And seeing Satan surrounded by flowers was just the cherry on top, especially when you placed them in his hair.
And as he stared into your eyes, he realized he didn’t want to wait a second longer; Satan knelt down on one knee and pulled out an elegant, yet simple, ring.
He was good with words, scary good, in fact. Satan could spout out pretty poems and pros and declarations, but he didn’t need to. Not when one simple look could portray everything he was thinking and feeling— he knew you’d understand his silence.
And you did. But instead of saying anything, you began to giggle. Quiet, surprised giggles at first until they evolved into louder, amused ones.
Satan’s blush darkened and he was about to ask just what the hell was so funny until you dropped down in front of him, hands bringing out a ring identical to the one he was holding.
“They do say great minds think alike. I would love to marry you, Satan, yes.”
He blinked once. Then twice. And a third time before he started to chuckle, “I always did say we were meant for each other, and just look at this. I’d love to be your husband, Mc, yes.”
You giggled again, falling forward to knock you both over onto the grass. Your hands smoothed over his red cheeks and felt yourself begin to blush when he slid the ring onto your finger.
Satan hummed when you slid his ring on for him, arms reaching over your shoulders. “I think we should be qualified to be written into a fairy tail after this.” He smiled when you snorted, feeling your head shake in disbelief against him. The two of you were definitely his favorite story.
When the weekend came, it was always quiet in the mornings. The want to sleep in was always high— no one wanted to disturb the peacefulness, at least not until breakfast.
And it was on these mornings that you thought Asmo looked the most beautiful. He was pretty at all hours of any day, but…these mornings were something special.
He wasn’t in a rush to put on any makeup. His nails weren’t pristine. Currently, he had a shimmering face mask slathered on with his hair pushed back. There weren’t many people that got to see him like this.
But you were glad you could. Because even if he thought he wasn’t beautiful like this, you did. Right now, he was just Asmo. Your Asmo.
“What’s with that look, Darling? Am I taking your breath away already?”
Your eyes met his, feeling yourself start to drift away in those orange-yellow hues. “Azzy…”
“Mc?” Asmo puts down his nail polish, shifting his full attention onto you worriedly.
You reach out and take a hold of his hand, “Will you marry me?” Feeling his hand begin to tremble, you bring it to your lips and kiss each fingertip.
“Mc…did you have to ask when I look absolutely unprepared?! Look at me! I-“
“You look gorgeous. You look like Asmo. You look like the man I want to spend the rest of my mornings with. I fell in love with you, Azzy. Not the ‘Avatar of Lust’.”
Asmo gulped, taking in a deep breath, before he started to let out soft sobs. His face nuzzled yours, no doubt spreading his face mask over your skin. “Mc! Yes yes yes! I’ll marry you! Of course I’ll marry you!”
You chuckled, imagining just what kind of mess the two of you looked like right now. “I am very glad to hear it.”
Even though you could never eat as much as Beel, you adored going out to different restaurants with him every week.
Beel would always tear off small bites of his food to give to you; he wanted you to be able to try everything but knew you couldn’t eat quite like him.
“Here you go, Mc! It's a wedding cake, but they needed to get rid of it, and it’s really good!” He beamed at you before going back to his own, bigger, slice of cake.
You gazed at him lovingly, slowly munching on cake until something caught your attention. It was a fondant “wedding ring” stuffed right in the middle of your cake.
The ginger had all but swallowed the cake whole, moving on to his other plates. He paused, “Mc?” Beel hadn't heard you speak in a minute.
“Yes?” You took another bite of the cake, giving a closed-mouth smile.
Beel smiled right back, happy you were still enjoying yourself. “I’m glad I get to eat with you, it makes me happy!”
You hummed, discreetly grabbing the edible ring, “Me too, bub. I’d like it if we could do this for the rest of our lives.” Your eyes peered up at him, “Say…what if we got married?”
Beel stopped. The food in his hands slowly fell back onto the plate and he blinked at you owlishly. He blinked more viciously when you kneeled, trying to keep the tears at bay.
“Beelzebub,” you presented the ring with a grin, “May I have the honor of marrying you?”
He mumbled something about him being the one receiving the honor before he was lifting you up into his arms. “Yes please.”
You huffed out a laugh, ignoring all the claps and cheers you were receiving. “Here, you can eat it. I’ll get you a real ring later, okay?”
Sleep was a precious thing to humans, but for Belphie, it was just a thing. Something he enjoyed doing, something he knew with every fiber of his being, something that was normal.
It was also normal for him to toss and turn, kicking at the constricting covers as the events of that night invaded his sleeping mind.
Even years later, it still haunts him. You’ve told him over and over again that you forgave him then and you forgive him now, but he doesn’t deserve it (he thinks). The guilt ate at him so badly some nights, it made him physically sick when he woke up.
And you tried your best to help ease it. Soothing him while he was asleep, reassuring him when he was awake. Nothing seemed to lessen his guilt or pain, but you never stopped trying.
Belphie woke up screaming. Raw, gut-wrenching screams that made your heart shoot through the roof and shatter at the same time.
He watched you scramble over to the bed and wrap him in your arms, visibly startled. His body began to relax when it felt yours relax, but his mind was still racing.
That wouldn’t do. Your hands cupped his cheeks softly, squishing them, before moving to push back the damp hair off his forehead. “Belphegor…”
Belphie could do nothing but lay there as you kissed all over his face, whispering sweet nothings in his ear. He couldn’t stop his eyes from tearing up— you were there to wipe his tears away, though.
“I’m not leaving, Belphie. Ever.” You shifted, moving to sit on top of him. “In fact…”
The seventh-born stared up at you with wide eyes, “Mc? What are you…!”
You pulled out a silver ring engraved with stars. “Marry me?” A gentle smile tugged at your lips when he choked up, hands trailing along his own until you reached his left ring finger.
Belphie inhaled sharply, nodding frantically, “Yes, please, yes, I’ll marry you- I want to marry you, yes!” He watched as you slid the ring onto his finger. And when he felt the cold metal on his skin, he began to sob, fingers gripping at your wrists to bring you down in a tight embrace.
headcannons about poly / freeuse vibes with the brothers and mc? not anything cest, they’re just demons and don’t care about monogamy and each find time throughout the day to use mc to relieve some stress 💕
❝ the obey me brothers vs. poly agreement mc ❞
ft. lucifer, mammon, levi, satan, asmodeus, beel, belphie — obey me!
requests — open!
dni if under 16
— honestly, it starts when the brothers start falling in love with you one by one, but they don't know how to work around each other.
— so, of course asmo being asmo, he suggests that they just all each have one day a week to be with you.
— everyone casually being like, "did you have fun with [other brother] yesterday?" no jealousy. only vibes.
— the public finding out about this arrangement with the seven top demons of the devildom and starting to flirt with you when you go out because they think you're up for grabs for anyone who wants you.
— and subsequently getting the shit beat out of them by the brothers. even levi joins in beating them up for daring to flirt with you
— and double dates with beel and belphie!!! a date at the ice cream place where you lean over and give beel a kiss, and then belphie gets pouty!! so you kiss him too!! and they're happy!!
— no because i'd like to suggest satan always trying to outdo lucifer!! a competition where they bond over pleasing you, jokingly "arguing" over who did it better!
— movie nights. one demon in your lap, one on either side, two sitting on the floor with their cheeks resting on each of your knees, someone behind you on the couch with their arms draped gently on your neck and shoulders!!
— also getting all the food. like, they would constantly be sharing food with you.
— it would be a FIGHT to share food with you. like, they would compete with each other over who gets to share their snacks with you.
— belphie would absolutely steal you away from dates with the other brothers to do Things
— and now the nsfw!!
— the brothers going one after another in a day. you fucked out, having had lips and tongues and teeth and dicks all over you all day. being blissed out.
— the brothers after beel complaining quietly because his massive horsecock stretched you out, but not finding it in themselves to be mad because you feel so good.
— satan asking things like "can he (lucifer) make you feel this good?"
— please say no for your own safety. mans will get like 200x rougher if you say yes.
— having different experiences with the brothers!! slow, teasing, sensual sex with asmo, but rough, animal fucking with beel and satan!!
— THE BRAINROT IS REAL
Lucifer: You're getting a little bit ahead of yourself.
MC: No. I'm just not thinking at all.
Lucifer: So would you surrender to us willingly?
MC: Yeah. I mean, I have nothing to do other than that. Right?
Lucifer: Okay. Now where's the Right of Light-
MC: *gives it to him*
Lucifer: ... Okay.
Lucifer: I didn't think this would be easy.
May I please request baby satan booping diavolos nose? 🙂 Congrats on your growing blog!
One side sees a boop, the other one feels a smack 😌
Lucifer: I am not a simp for MC
MC: Lucifer, could you come here for a sec?
Lucifer: yes my love, right away, you are my world, you can do anything to me, step on me
Paws That Follow Close Behind
***As some of you may know, today marks one year since my precious kitty Oliver passed away. I've cried a lot over the past 24 hours, and I'll probably cry even more as I write this, but I wanted to write a little something to say goodbye and what I would do if I could see him one last time. I promise no animals will die in this fic. So, in memory of Oliver, let's do this.***
Summary: MC and Satan are walking around downtown when MC spots a familiar face ... a small, furry face.
CW: Grief, mentions of past animal death
You giggled at Satan as he walked ahead of you shaking a bag of treats. "This is ridiculous," you teased as softly called out to the invisible cats that he seemed to tracking.
He shot you a quick glare, that held embarrassment more than anything, "No. What's ridiculous is that you're not helping me. I thought you agreed to come along to help me find and check on any strays we find, not mock me."
You smiled fondly at the demon as you began to lightly shake your own bag of treats. "My bad. I guess I'm not used to seeing you so ... relaxed."
Satan averted his eyes; you weren't wrong of course. But he had cats and you — two of his most favourite things in the world — there wasn't much to be stressed or defensive about with that combination.
Speaking of cats...
Satan's head whipped around, trying to find the source of the adorable noise. You looked alongside him, but at a notably slower speed with a nostalgic smile on your face. "Huh. That sounded just like-" Your breath hitched as your eyes landed on a small, fluffy grey lump sitting in the ally way before you — A white-tipped, tail swished nervously behind it.
Satan frowned in confusion as he glanced between you and the cat. You had gone completely still. Your eyes were wide in complete disbelief as, much to Satan's horror, tears began to line them. The cat on the other hand stared straight back at you, equally as still, only breaking eye contact to glance over at Satan with a mistrusting squint.
"O-Oliver?" You choked, and the cat's ears perked right back up as it turned its attention back to you. As though responding to your call, he let out a soft mewl and rose onto all fours.
Satan watched in equal parts bewilderment and fascination as you ever so slowly kneeled close to the ground and stuck out your hand. "Ollie. Oliver. Hi," you breathed. "Hi baby. Come here. What are you doing out here, huh?"
The cat meowed again, louder this time, taking a small step back as he glanced at Satan. Your breath caught as panic filled your face for a split moment as you took a step closer to the creature. "Hey, it's alright. That's just Satan," you replied as though you could perfectly understand what the cat had sad. "He won't hurt you. I promise, baby. J-Just come here. Come here, p-please."
Satan had never heard you sound both relieved and happy and so incredibly heartbroken.
And then, with one final glare over to the blond, the cat slowly and cautiously approached you. You froze, holding your breath, until it gently nuzzled its head against your hand.
Both you and the cat seemed to melt at the contact.
Your shoulders shook with repressed sobs as you quietly ran your fingers through its long, grey and white fur with one hand and covered your mouth with the other.
Now Satan was truly and genuinely concerned.
He carefully placed a hand on your shoulder, allowing his thumb to rub small circles into your shoulder. "MC... Do you know this cat?"
You hiccupped as you nodded and began to scratch the under the cat's chin — which the animal eagerly leaned into. "This is Oliver. H-He, oh god, He was my cat," your lip wobbled as you looked up at Satan in pure, desperate, loss — Satan felt his heart crumble at the sight. "He died last year. I-It was really sudden and unexpected. I d-don't understand. How is he- It shouldn't be possible for me to pet him right now," Oliver butted his head against your knuckles, as though reminding you of the reality of his presence — the action only moved to draw a sob from you.
Satan smiled sadly at the sight. "Ah, I understand. Well, MC, you know how you humans tend to call cats 'little demons' or 'the embodiment of Satan?'" He questioned.
You sniffled as you narrowed your eyebrows at him. "Y-You're joking."
The demon laughed, causing the cat to flinch back a bit. "I'm afraid not. While they aren't remotely demonic while on earth, they do come down here to enjoy the chaos of the Devildom in their afterlife. It's why we have so many strays."
You squeezed your eyes shut as the hand you were petting with gently clenched around the fur on the back of his head. "S-So this ... This is actually him?"
You cried when Satan nodded in response. He watched quietly, his heart both clenching at the sight of you mourning, and warming at the sound of the purrs that Oliver was releasing.
Once your eyes were red and puffy and your chest ached from sobbing, you massaged the tip of one of his ears and finally smiled. "I can't believe it's really him," Oliver lifted his white chin, seeking the comfort of your palm. You were quick to oblige him. "I never thought I'd see him again. I never thought I'd hold him. The last time I held him, h-he was so still and heavy. When ... When the vet brought him out to us, he was wrapped in a blanket and they had him on his back, a-a-and I just knew that he wasn't there anymore, even if they said he was still alive. Ollie hates being o-on his back while being held. He likes know-knowing he can get away if he wants to. I-It was my last time holding him, a-and he wasn't even there."
Satan squeezed your shoulder, wishing nothing more than to scoop you into his arms and comfort you. But he saw the way the cat was still eying him with caution. He didn't want to risk spooking the poor thing.
"He's here now," Satan whispered instead. "I know this must hurt, but he's not going anywhere. He appears to have made himself very comfortable in your lap," you let out a wet giggle gently kissed the top of Ollie's head. "If you'd like ... We could take him back to the house with us."
Your grip momentarily tightened around the cat as you looked up at the demon with watery eyes. "R-Really? B-B-But what about-"
"I'll take care of Lucifer," Satan reassured gently. "Don't worry about that. Just focus on getting reunited with your cat. I have all the supplies you'll need in my room."
You reached up and grabbed onto Satan's hand, gripping tightly as tears ran down your cheeks. "Yes. Yes! Th-Thank you so much. You ... You have no idea how much this means to me."
He chuckled and affectionately ruffled your hair. "I think I have an idea."
Lucifer eyed Satan and the empty chair beside him suspiciously as his brothers began to scoop food onto their plates.
The two of you had left earlier that morning for Satan's usual Saturday morning search for felines. He had heard the door open upon your return, but by the time he made it to the lounge, he could hear the echoing of your bedroom door slamming shut.
Now you were absent, and Satan was smiling.
None of these meant good things for him.
Lucifer cleared his throat as he began to cut into the meat on his plate. "Satan, where's MC?"
The blond's expression didn't budge in the slightest as he grabbed a second plate and began to put a portion onto it. "They probably won't be down tonight. In fact, I'll be bringing them their meal in a minute."
The table went quiet as they all turned to Satan — he continued to carry about his business as though nothing was wrong.
Lucifer felt his forehead pulse in annoyance. "What do you mean they won't be down? Why?"
Satan shrugged and scooped an extra portion of fish onto the plate. "They're spending time with Oliver."
What quiet had remained from the last time the Avatar of Wrath opened its mouth was instantly shattered. "WHAT?!" Mammon screeched. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?! Who the hell is Oliver?"
Levi nodded frantically as he pointed at Mammon in agreement. "A-And why is he in their room?! How are you so calm about this!?"
Lucifer groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Satan," he growled. "I swear, if I go to their room and there is a fucking cat in there I'm-"
"Going to do absolutely nothing." Lucifer paused at the deadly cold tone lacing Satan's tone. He looked up and found himself instantly drowning in vats of boiling acid as his younger brother scowled at him. "They have already been separated for far too long. That cat is everything to them, and they just got him back. If you so much as think about separating them I will rip your arms straight from your corpse and turn them into kitten chow."
Lucifer would've rolled his eyes — he always does whenever Satan gets protective over those stupid little creatures.
But Satan didn't even blink, his voice never once raised above the icy calm it was now. Goosebumps raised on Lucifer's arms as he realized that the blond was serious.
Asmodeus seemed to realize this too as he chuckled nervously and wrapped an arm around his brother. "He's not going to do anything to them. Calm down, you drama queen," he casually taunted while shooting Lucifer a look that pleaded for him to fix this.
The eldest demon sighed and stood from his chair. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to at least meet the furball first."
Satan watched him for a moment, assessing the lack of a threat in his brother's stance before nodding. "Fine. But no actually going in. MC said that Oliver was a rescue when they got him, and is very skittish around everyone except them. So ... Just be quiet," his mouth twitched as he peered over at Lucifer. "You'll see why the cat gets to stay when we get there."
As Satan and Lucifer left the room, all the rest of the brothers stood too follow.
The blond lifted a finger to his lips as they reached your door. As quietly as he could, he creaked the door open, revealing what was inside.
You sat on your bed, cheeks tear-stained but a bright smile gracing your lips, with a long-furred cat sitting in "loaf mode" on your lap while you attempted to draw. The keyword being attempted, as Oliver kept sniffing at your pencils and looking up at you and your hands in confusion.
The brothers watched as you let out the purest laugh they'd ever heard and lovingly scratched the top of his head. "Such a big sook, aren't you baby boy?" you cooed gently as the cat let out loud purrs. Your shoulders slumped in contentment as you stared at the creature in your lap with eyes filled with nothing except pure, unyielding love. "I missed you so much, Ollie," you whispered so quietly that the brothers could barely hear it. "I missed this. I ... I miss our cuddles, even if you do drool a little," you chuckled as you lightly wiped at his chin. Oliver used the move as an excuse to raise his head and demand more chin scratches. Fondness flooded your expression as you bent down and kissed his head. "I'm so happy your home."
The cat mewled lightly and curled up onto your lap, causing you to positively melt. You gently wrapped yourself around him, abandoning your sketchbook and squeezed your eyes shut as, for the first time in a year, you got to properly hold your baby once more.
Lucifer pursed his lips as he watched the scene. A cat would certainly be difficult to keep around with Cerberus living just outside but ...
He sighed affectionately and softly closed the door. He turned and began to walk back to his office, mentally listing the different supplies he would need to buy.
"The cat can stay."
Anything that made you this happy would always be welcome into his house.
***Thank you all for reading and for all your constant love and support. I love you guys. Thank you for remembering Oliver with me ❤️ ***
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Please tell us about the weirdest thing MC (or anyone else) have witnessed Brothers doing
The weirdest thing the brothers were seen doing! Featuring: Students of RAD
What is the strangest thing you’ve seen Lucifer do?
“Chug a bottle of monster energy drink. And i know people do this all the time, but to see HIM do it? Nuh-uh.”
“Oh! I saw him do a cartwheel in the yard! It was after school, and I was on duty, and i dont think he knew I was there! So he just— Cartwheel!”
“Saw him eat pizza with copsticks. Use your hands fam, ain’t nobody gonna judge you for that. Eating it with shopsticks tho? Nahhhhhh.”
Whats the weirdest thing you’ve seen Mammon do?
“A backflip! A BACKFLIP. Backflips aren’t weird I understand how you’d want to do thay randomly, but YOU, can do a BACKFLIP? UNHEARD OF!”
“He walked pass me and I SWEAR i heard him say something along the lines of — nah he got a big booty — under his breath. I swear.”
“He— he just. He just threw balloon art at his brother in class? Where the hell did you get that, how the hell did you make that, and how did nobody hear you making it.”
Whats the weirdest thing you’ve seen leviathan do?
“come to school. Seeing his face here is so rare that we often ask ourselves— who the hell is that? but then we notice oh its that guy we played pubG with.”
“you know how guys do that thing where they re-arrange their hair by running a hand through it? I saw him do that, and boy oh boy… that forehead was HUGE. It was weird.”
“He talked in class. Man never says nothin’ and then he just does randomly?? Ain’t no way fr.”
Whats the weirdest thing you’ve seen Satan do?
“Be with a group of friends. Yeah, its like… normal to have friends, but seeing him just be with them is weird cause he mentions them but is never WITH them.”
“Heard the man swear. I turned my head ‘round so fast, I swear I broke my neck. I was like ??? it was funny”
“HE STARTED MEOWING OUT OF NOWHERE?? At your big age you’re pretending to be a cat? IM SCARED!”
Whats the weirdest thing you’ve seen Asmodeus do?
“Uh, everything he does is weird.”
“My boy brought a whole 20 pack makeup set to school, for what babes? Who the hell did you need to clown up this time?”
“This was a long time ago but he once dyed his hair green it was so ugly. im sorry asmo!”
Whats the weirdest thing you’ve seen Beelzebub do?
“Pick up random guys. Like no, he legit, physically picked them up. Like… how..??? Like yes king deadlift 300 pounds on one arm but, why?”
“He just eats everything like a vaccum. We students are in full SPRINT when its lunch time so he doesnt eat everhthing.”
Whats the weirdest thing you’ve seen Belphegor do?
“I don’t see him do much.”
“He’s always laying around, nothing weird about that. Every time I see him Im like same cause bro these classes make me wanna *hand gestures to death*”
“He’s cute sleeping. Hes always sleeping? I know, its really fucking hot to miss classes because lmao im tired”
Mc with the big three bros
- The one who can tell if you're uncomfortable and if that happens he will immediately snatch you up.- The type of person who can walk into you in the bathroom while you're showering and discuss matters with you.
- Encourages you to talk to other people but if you actually do he will wear some cheap ass disguise and follow you.
- Pulls your bra strap for fun.
- The type of friend that if a sad anime episode came up he will not watch it if you're not with him because through sadness and health bitch.
- He loves leaning on you for some reason.
- You two go on a late-night drive and instead of relaxing it turned into a comedy show because of how angry he is as a driver.
- If you like someone he will write a book about you two and your happy ever after with that person. But he will write a story about you and him being best friends forever first.
- He might not seem like it but he will purposely dress down so you look sexier.
- He will ask you "How many times do you shave your pubes?" or "Can you check if I have an ingrown hair in my ass?"
- You two will dress really nice and act like rich ass motherfuckers then come up to AkuDonalds and ask how much the whole store is.
- He has the type of mindset that says "Your property is also my property". So don't expect to eat something without him asking for a bite.
- You two hate each other at first then Beel locked you both up in the same room and then you two started talking about how shit humans are.
- If you post a picture of you on Devilgram he is the type of person to comment "I'll murder for you."
Can I make a request? I have one where Lucifer accidentally stumbles upon MC's dream book where they write down and sometimes draw out their dreams and the latest was one of an erotic sex dream involving a threesome with Lucifer and Lord Diavolo as the most recent entry.
Lucifer x gn!reader ft. Diavolo
A/N: you didn't specify the gender so I went with gender neutral, this was a fun one, quick and easy at first I wanted to do something more conplicated, but then that 2am inspiration hit and I just had to write it.
Warnings: this is smut so minors dni, threesome, dirty dreams, mc gets called naughty 1x, its kinda of a smut suggestive mix, mc has a dream diary. No mentions of sex or gender for the reader but they are a bottom.
Lucifer has always respected your privacy. He always knocked before coming into your room and he made sure to never go trhough your stuff, all to nake sure you have the best experience in the devildom.
But every demon has their weaknesses and Lucifer is no exception so he decided to do a "room inspection" while your out of the hause, not because he doesn't trust you but he just want to make sure you're on the right path and also mammon has been bm hiding stuff in your room lately
He didn't find anything incriminating, just some human trinkets and a weird pink notebook with "Dream Diary" writen in it. He flipped trhough the pages and found nothing interesting... that is until he stumbled upon a rather peculiar page.
It was a dream about him and you Diavolo was there too, it was a very detailed dream.
Lucifer grabed you from behind and kissed your lips while Diavolo took care of your front and kissed your neck, they both held you and took turns kissing you and during that makeout section one of the slipped their hands in between your thighs.
Things escalated quickly as you were on top of Diavolo riding his dick while Lucifer was fucking your mouth, it was just too much for you and you were about to burst as your climax approached quickly...
and then you woke up. Thats all that was writen on the page. Lucifer stared his face flushed and his dick half hard. He was in a trance eyes glued to the information presented to him.
The sound of the bedroom door interrupted his thoughts as you come in, it takes you a second to realize he is there.
"Lucifer what are you doing?" you question him as your eyes go from his face to your diary "You're reading my diary?!" you feel your cheecks getting red.
"Forgive my intrusion Mc, I was simply doing a room inspection whe I got distracted." He said as he kept reading the contents on the notebook.
"Lucifer grabbed my hips and forced me down onto him" he was reading out loud making your face flush even more as look down in embarrassment.
He smirked and looked at you.
"Looks like you have high expectations about me dear" he walked towards and grabbed your chin making you look up at him. "To bad I'm not as sharing as your dream version of me."
You held your breath as he got closer to your ear and whispered seductively on your ear.
"I'm also not as generous, especially with people who help my brother hide stuff from me. You've been really naughty Mc."
Lucifer may not be sharing you with Diavolo, but he'll make sure that the rest of your dirty little dream becomes reality.
What our boys and dateables gain from MC is fulfillment in whatever form that needs to take. For Beel, he’s less hungry for food; Mammon doesn’t need to gamble as much (he will, because he’s also a creature of habit); Belphie feels less empty inside, willing to be awake more. Satan can expand his emotions, especially the ones that are harder for him, like passion and love, without falling back into anger. (I hc that strong emotions for him tend to be very difficult for him to achieve because of his wrath) Diavolo finds you not only interesting and exciting, but also finds a warmth from you he’s never experienced. Levi finds new purpose within him with you around, and finds ways to believe in himself again (slowly tho…) Asmo finds himself not having to seek attention from others, his heart is full around you. Lucifer fills unburdened by you. Yes you prank him with Satan and Belphie, and sometimes get drug into Mammon’s schemes; but you also bring him coffee at the end of the night, you assist him with his work, and the warmth and happiness you’ve brought him and his brothers is deeply appreciated. You’ve allowed this eternally worrying man to have less to worry about. You brought Solomon something he hasn’t had in hundreds of years, companionship. You brought Luke a surrogate mother XD, but have also helped expand his horizons and bridge the feelings he has for both humans and demons.
The only one I stick on is Simeon. It’s obvious you’ve brought him friendship, sparked romantic feelings in him. This will sound weird, but bear with me, you’ve brought him out of the shadows. Since the fall of the brothers, he’s never seen the celestial realm the same, he’s said so in multiple ways. I think he viewed everything and everywhere in muted tones. Until he met you, and suddenly the world he saw was vibrant again. He would never risk you to the point he stole from Michael to save you and the brothers. He’s realized that there is more, so much more beyond the celestial realm that he’s willing to risk everything for you.
>Random obey me headcanons
Cw: slightly suggestive and nsfw
Lucifer has some serious dad sneeze, rumbling the whole room when he does so.
Diavolo is shit at math, I just know it. Doesn't matter if he's the king of hell. He can't do math. Ask him what's 18² and he'll take good five minutes before laughing it off. On the other hand, Mammon is god at quick calculation. Luke is also good at math compared to other angels his age.
Solomon sometimes smells like chemistry labs and on other days he's smell-less, no specific odor whatsoever— other character i think would smell like so is Belphie.
Barbatos has been working as a butler even before Diavolo was a kid, and so I hc that he had some incident with the demon king that made him more submissive than he already was, but now beside the himbo prince, he's releasing his fear slowly.
Simeon low-key has sacrilege kink. Not an innocent man at all.
Luke has a shitty dressing sense(in human world) and secretly takes notes from Mammon when he's teased for it.
Satan's room had once caught fire, but this stubborn menace still keeps those risky candles in the name of dark academia.
I hope we all agree on this one—at least one amongst the brothers, Diavolo or Solomon has already fathered a kid or two whom either they don't know about or don't want to know about. (Solomon's aware of his kid)
Beelzebub and Diavolo love human flesh—fresh and rare even, but stopped indulging in so due to MC, though Diavolo still consumes it every now and then due to his political meetings.
Asmodeus was dead set to make an OF when he learnt about it during the human world visit.
Levi can do the Blackalicious's Alphabet Aerobics. He came across it once on internet and made it his goal to learn it.
Lucifer can babysit kids the best just like the daddy he is but also gets irritated quickly when they are those ipad brat ass kids.
Satan be slapping your ass. You walk by him, slap. He cuddles with you, slap. You lay on your stomach for a sec, he's booming your ass. Don't expect anything less than blood red cheeks when you two get intimate.
Simeon's gallery is filled with shaky ass boomer photos, and he sets Luke's or god's as his wallpaper.
Diavolo acts more childish than canon, and so is a very picky eater. Other picky eater is definitely Belphegor. In fact he eats the least amongst the brothers. (can't support my hc, but it sounds legit to me)
Mammon likes to be called dad by little kids that can't speak anything but the word. Low-key makes him want to have his own, whereas Satan is the complete opposite. Let a baby call him dada by mistake, this man would burn with irritation as he awkwardly laughs it off. No kids around him please.
Luke can't sing well. He tries a lot, but just can't.
Lucifer and Solomon(Simeon even) make bad dad jokes and openly laught at them later.
Barbatos can probably measure someone just by looking at them.
Solomon must definitely be a close friend of some very famous history figure(s), he has seen generations pass in front of his eyes, after all.
Beelzebub use to suck his thumb for the longest time as a kid. Like till 7-8 in human years.
Luke reminds Barbatos of young Diavolo.
HEYYAA SALMON (*＾3＾)/～♡ Can i req somethin? (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)
*inhale* *exhale* LUCIFER PUNISHING HIS BRAT!S/O OENGKMSOGNSOFNOSNE (｡・//ε//・｡) S/O's gender is up 2 u (๑˙❥˙๑)
THX A LOT & LEMME GIVE U A KISS & A HUG EHEHEHE (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡
✘Brats like U!
✘Paring: Fem!Reader x Lucifer
✘Cw: Smut,brat taming(?),orgasm denial,shoe humping,daddy used,degradation + praising. 17+ only
✘Author's note: ପ(๑•ᴗ•๑)ଓ ♡ kiss kiss hun'!
"My my...you are so pretty when you don't talk."
Lucifer played with the leash of the collar around your neck,sending a chill down your naked waist. And when he pulled you forward in a rough gesture,you whined.
"Ugh...don't be that rough on my Lu-"
"This isn't my name dear,you decided to use that slutty mind of yours and be a brat for the whole day just so that i can punish you? Now here you are."
You bite your lower lip,sending a glare at the demon which just made him chuckle.
"Hm...hump my shoe and i'll think about it."
Lucifer placed his finger against your lips,signaling you to 'not try to'. You frowned as you placed yourself onto his black left shoe, spreading open your pussy folds before starting to rub.
The prideful demon took the poor situation as his advantage by slightly moving his shoe and by suprise,earning a whimper.
Those whimpers came more and more recently out of your mouth and now the situation changed: Lucifer was now teasing you while you still humped your cunt on his shoe.
"Is something wrong? Daddy wants to know~."
"I-i'll be a-a gooood girl again! Ple-please i was j-just playing d-! I'm cumminng!"
The moment you said the last word,Lucifer moved his feet away and now you didn't have something to make you cum,except your fingers but he wouldn't allow it.
You gripped on his black suit pants,begging him to let you cum,that you weren't going to be a brat ever again and more. Lucifer trailed his manicured fingers on your cheek.
"Seeing you begging to me like a desperate mutt turn me on so bad...i'm hesitating to let you cum on daddy's pretty shoe..."
Satan: Is there even anything that you can do?
MC: Look at you with contempt.
Satan: Listen here, you little-
MC: Cat boy.
Lucifer: MC, I bought you some- What the heck is going on here?
MC: *sad face* Papa, brother is bullying me.
Satan: No, I'm not! And don't call me "brother"!
Lucifer: *frowns* Satan, the least you can do is to be nice.
Hello guys haven’t posted in a while after taking a brake and heading for exams hhh now it’s over time to feed u guys with lucifer in his top tier outfit of all time 👌👌👌😘😘😘😘😘
Lucifer: I really need to stop asking how stupid people can get
*turns to his brothers MC and Diavolo*
Lucifer: BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE ARE TAKING IT AS A FUCKING CHALLENGE
Obey Me! Funny Scenarios Pt. 1
MC: *sandwiches the boys' heads between two pieces of bread* What are you?
Lucifer: Fucking exhausted.
Mammon: Broke. ^^
Levi: Sad and alone.
Satan: About to smack you... -_-
Beel: *eats bread*
Barb: Done with your shit. :)))
Sims: An angel! ^^
Luke: If you say Chihuahua--
Solo: An idiot sandwich...
--I edited cuz I forgot to put something lol--
Author's note: I'm still alive guys! (Sad sheep noises) Anyway! I'm still busy with my uni life BUT the midterm exam is finally over. So I'm back! Congratufuckinglation to myself. Please enjoy my comeback post. I will do the request slowly but surely…..
Mc: Humans go to space to take the 'world picture'. I can take that picture without going into space at all.
Your fav brother: How?
-snap your fav brother's picture-
~congratulation, you make him blush a bit
~his blush exists for a few seconds
~he will smirk, and his eyes bed…
~"You sure are a bold one, Mc,"
~put you on his lap
~need some counter back
~he can't fall for this silly trick
~feel proud when he makes you blush
~Ohhh, how the table turns
~why do you need to be this cute, Mc
~someone please, call the ambulance
~do some CPR on him- Asmo, DON'T PLAY THAT REMIX
~10000 crits on him
~Leviathan exe has stopped working, please reboot him again
~did you claim him as your world?
~you're his besto friendo, Henry, Player 2 for him, Mc
~Did he lives in 'y/n' moment?
~he needs some counter back
~all romantic novels will scatter around his room floor
~"Will Mc like this one or this one?"
~will practice all romantic scenes that make your heart melt
~want to see his picture
~make sure you take it at the right angle
~ohhh, don't forget that few sides of his face that make him more beautiful
~suddenly, it becomes a photoshoot session
~he hungry over you, my dear Mc~
~he thinks that he doesn't deserve you
~you're too kind for a demon like him
~what a cinnamon roll (sigh)
~don't take it in the wrong way Mc, Beel still loves you :>
~the flash from the camera/D.D.D wakes him up from the bed
~"Mc, what did you do just now?"
~"You take my picture?"
~like this kind of attention
~suddenly you guys have a tickling fight since he is touch starved