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dotster001 · 1 year

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Soft Part Eight of however many it takes for my coworker to Love Lucifer

Summary: You return from your trip with your boyfriends, and are greeted by Soft Luci.

Chapters: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Nine ten

The van pulled up to the House of Lamentation. Everyone excitedly left the van, and walked into the house. They were immediately greeted by a mouthwatering scent.

"Oh my gosh, yes!" Beel took off running before you could ask any questions.

"No way! You're in for a treat, doll," Mammon said, directing you to the dining hall, causing many disapproving groans.

When you entered the dining room, Lucifer and Beel were already at their seats, the latter of which was staring impatiently at the mountains of shimmering food.

"It's just like the Celestial realm!" Asmo exclaimed happily. "Someone hold Beel so I can take a picture."

"How were you able to pull this off?" Satan pulled out your chair, and both of you took your seats.

"I got the ingredients from Simeon, but I made all of it myself. I thought it would be a nice treat after your trip," Lucifer had a soft smile on his face, happily looking at all his brothers. "Don't be shy, enjoy!"

…As much as you hated to admit it…Lucifer had just made the best damn meal you'd ever eaten…

….

Now that all the brothers were busy trying to be the best boyfriend, Soft Luci was around far more often. The meal was only the beginning.

"No no, a more subtle wrist flick," he said, bringing his arms around you, and gently moving your hand. "Like this. Give that a try now."

He'd come into your room an hour ago with a mug of hot cocoa. Mammon had been helping you work on a spell you were struggling with, but he'd fallen asleep on your bed. So you'd been alone, and frustrated, and Lucifer had offered to help.

You repeated the motion, all too aware of his body heat close behind you.

Instantly, all the papers on your desk organized themselves into a neat pile.

"I did it!" You gasped, turning to look at Lucifer, who was smiling happily.

"Yes, I'm so proud of you," he practically sang. His crimson eyes looked truly excited that you had managed to pull off the spell. The longer you looked into them, the more lost you were. Then you became all too aware of how intoxicating the colonel he was wearing was. You were getting lost. And you were getting lost quickly.

Luckily (?) He took a step back, ending whatever spell you had cast on yourself. His smile said he knew exactly what he was doing, and normally you'd have called him out on it. But right now, you were very aware of how cold it was now that he'd taken a step back.

"That should be enough for tonight, get some rest," he said, making to leave. He paused at the door, and turned his head back. "Tomorrow, Solomon will be helping with your defense training. He is going to help teach defensive and offensive magic. You have nothing to worry about. I know you are more than capable."

And then he left. You cuddled in next to Mammon (well as much as possible, he'd taken up three quarters of the bed) and stared at the ceiling until sleep took over.

….

You overslept the next morning. When you woke up, Mammon was gone, and the three quarters of the bed he'd taken up were cold. You noticed a note on the nightstand.

You seemed quite exhausted last night, so I've called off your classes for the day. There are leftover pancakes waiting for you downstairs. If you need anything, I will be in my office all day. Do not hesitate to come to me.

Lucifer

Damn it. He was good. You smiled while reading it, like you were reading something from one of your boyfriends. But he wasn't one! You couldn't even be sure you liked him!

Although….

No, you were just hungry, and thinking about the pancakes. Once you ate, those silly thoughts would go away.

You wandered downstairs, and found the pancakes. They had a whipped cream smiley face on them. You were starting to wonder if Lucifer may have hit the Demonus early. He was always more affectionate when he…..

And then you got an idea.

A terribly, wonderful, awful idea.

You ate your pancakes, pulled out two glasses and a bottle of Demonus, and raced up to Lucifer's office.

It's not like you'd be tricking him…you were just going to offer some drinks, and find out what he was planning, and feeling, and why he was playing with your heart!

It'd be fine! And a true test of Soft Luci. If he was truly real…he'd not kill you when he sobered up after you shared in a couple glasses of Demonus.

A+ plan!

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meowsgirldrawing · 4 months

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Mornings, y'know? (Obey me X Poly! MC)

7 boyfriends = 7 different styles of waking up

And yes, I imagine MC is almost always wearing something of their boys' in the mornings lol

Side note- I always imagine MC being about the same height as Asmo, so his clothes are the ones that fit the most

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queenofallimagines · 9 months

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Hi there! Can I please request headcanons if the obey me demon brothers + side characters (except from Luke obviously) with a female MC with naturally big breasts? Like whenever she hugs the demon brothers her breasts are always in their face and the demon brothers and undateables start to feel a bit dirty and naughty?it's fine if you don't want to do an NSFW if you don't want to.

You sure can!! (Me uploading after literally 4 years????) I am no longer burnt out and I’m hyperfixating HARD on nightbringer so *cracks fingers* 🤭😌

** also didn’t notice till uploading this that it just slowly gets filthier and filthier😭

Part 1

Lucifer:

- your so real for this anon bc I got them anime titties and I would definitely use them for evil😈

- This man is filthy if anything! Like you see how he’s always ready to invite you back to his room??

- So when you pressing up against him he’s actively trying not to get hard

- The type to be super touchy like “fixing” your uniform saying you buttoned it wrong(you didn’t)

- LOVES when you hug him really tight bc he can feel the curves of your body pressing into him and now he’s imagining you doing the same thing naked

- I’m telling you this man is worse than asmo

- If you’re in his office and lean in to help him with paperwork his eyes are starring holes into your chest

- He wants nothing more than to hold them in his hands and squeeze

- If you tease him about it he will definitely use that as an excuse to do it

- “Hm? Getting shy now after teasing me so much?”

- Like he WILL have you sit in his lap at his desk as he fondles your chest to his hearts content

- As a demon he’s naturally insatiable so he isn’t above pulling you out of class to indulge in his urges

- Leaves bite marks all over your chest

Mammon:

- absolutely cannot hide how much he likes them

- He’s glad he’s taller than you so he can just look down at you and get a perfect view

- When you hug him it takes every cell in his body not to rip your shirt open

- Wants to shove his face in em and suffocate

- Loves when you ride him because then he can have them directly in his face

- Whole ass has spent full classes just daydreaming about them

- Probably hides your bras so you don’t wear them

- If you have nipple piercings or want some he offers to pick the jewelry

- “NOT BECAUSE I WANT TO SEE IT ON YOU OR ANYTHING!!”

- Fighting for his life not to squeeze em

- Will fake having a headache to lay on your lap to stare up at them

- Leaves bite marks on em too

Levi:

- hentai watcher loves huge boobs

- Fighting worse than mammon

- Bc he will watch you walk down the stairs with no shame and then get flustered about it

- If you cuddle with him in his bath tub he can’t help but get handsy

- Wants to hold you up with his tail and watch them bounce in his face when he fucks you

- Like he will koala hold you and have his face in your chest as he fucks into you nice n deep

- Completely immobilized

- Might even consider coming to class just to watch you in your uniform all day

- Glitches when you hug him like literally his brain factory resets and he’s going through 7 emotions at once

- Your like awww you cute being shy but he’s freaking out bc he wants to do filthy unspeakable things to you

- Like In his head he’s like “oh my god??? Why tf do I want to paint their face it’s just a hug???”

- Banned you from his room for a while and didn’t say why but he’s damn near in heat the way he’s fucking his fist for hours thinking about you

- Will pretend to be normal but asmo can SEE the gears turning in his head

- “Levi is so cute how he gets flustered holding my hand!”

- “Yeah because he wants his hands around your throat,dear”

Satan:

- yeah he’s literally just a cat

- Lays on them and paws at them

- Will go shopping with you and compliment them in any tight shirt

- Might even offer to wash your uniform JUST to shrink it a few sizes so it’s even tighter on you

- He’s shameless just like the eldest but he has that flirtatious charm that’s not TOO overbearing like Lucifer

- Cat lingerie

- Puts you in a mating press just to see them squish together

- “Mind warming my hands?”

- Will shove his cold as ice hands in your shirt under the guise of “you’re a warm human I’m cold blooded🥺”

- You know how you squeeze your chest for comfort or just play with them sometimes for no reason? He does that for you

- And it’s all cool and normal until he starts pinching your nipples and kissing your neck🙄

- Like it was normal and now you can feel him grinding against your backside

- “Mmm I can feel your heart starting to race kitten”

- Will brush his fangs up against your neck also

- Wants to keep toying with your body until you start begging

- “Maybe if you ask nicely I’ll fill you up Hm?”

- He’s a sadist at heart so he can’t make it too easy for you

Asmo:

- Hear me out but it starts out normal

- He’s gunna make comments but he’s more enthralled with how they would look in various outfits

- So you and him are shopping 24/7

- You tired from trying on multiple outfits and bras

- He’s picking up more clothes from the rack so you press against his back and hug him from behind tiredly asking if you can stop your exhausted

- And that’s when he’s like…. I actually want to squeeze them

- Stutters a bit as he comes to this realization

- Smiles a sweet saccharine smile and tells you that you guys can leave and he will make you feel better after overexerting your body

- Looking down at you out the corner of his eye and watching them move as you walk

- Watching how they move when you breathe

- Fr like a scorpion about to strike

- And you’re none the wiser

- Pulling out all his nipple clamps and vibrating ones

- Before he was looking at them from a aesthetic standpoint but now all he can think about is them wrapped around his cock and finishing on your face

- “Open wide dear~”

- Will even pull out to cover them in cum so you might have to beg if you want him to finish anywhere else

- Body worship KING

Beel:

- whew

- Didn’t notice until you go to work out with him and then he’s like they look really soft

- Good enough to eat

- Might bite down a little too hard when marking you because he wants to really see the marks

- Sucking them like his life depends on it

- Breeding kink activated bc if he knocks you up they’ll get even bigger

- You just KNOW when he looks at you w those eyes and says he’s hungry what he wants

- Better find a quiet corner and unbutton your shirt

- Will stick to you like glue in gym class good lord

- Offers to pick you up a lot

- Fav position is when he’s on his knees for you and looks up to see you breathing heavily

- Will massage them bc his hands are huge

- Buuuuut like Satan he will get “distracted”

- Loves reverse cowgirl but is impatient and will sit up to hold them from behind and fuck up into you

- “Mc you taste so good”

- Hickeys will be there for weeks

- Will literally tire your ass out QUICK

Belphie:

- a clown

- Circus king actually

- He’s been peeped how big your chest is and he’s not shy about it

- He’s literally as shameless as asmo it’s crazy😭

- Will lay on you claiming their the perfect pillows but will also feel you up and just act like it’s not a big deal

- “Mmm your really soft mc”

- Whole body a stress ball😐

- Does this in full view of the others and won’t care in the slightest

- Hard to talk to beel about homework when he’s sliding his hands under your shirt and groping you

- You end up in an attic club sandwich often bc of this😔✊🏿

- Will join in the convo and probably take it over like he’s NOT pinching your nipples in a regular conversation

- Going to sleep is his escape card

- Don’t believe him none of the shit he says are exhaustion induced he means that shit fr

- Will stare at you w half lidded eyes and mumble something about how your tits look like they’d be perfect to shove his cock in between

- “Wandering hands as he sleeps” ass mf

- Man sloth and sleepiness is his DOMAIN please don’t let any of the lies about how he’s just sleepy he can’t help it fool you!!

- He will literally enter your dreams and leave hickeys all over them

- Will give you the most raunchy vivid sex dreams ever until you come to him begging for him to touch you

- You wake up actually feeling his touch and he will lazily smile at you from across the table at breakfast as you fidget under his gaze

- Loose hold as he latches onto you but his hands brushing up against your chest is no mistake

- Will straight up say he wants to suck your tits if you ask him what’s w his behavior

- Has the same energy as satan but where he’s smooth and charming belphie is blunt and honest about his desires

- No flowery words or poetic phrases

- He will look you in the eyes w the most bored expression and tell you how he wants to cover you in his cum

- Probably barely looks up at you phone as he says it too😭

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another-lost-mc · 9 months

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Hi! I’ve never requested before but I’ve just been thinking about mammon x reader x levi (not mammon and levi with each other obviously) nsfw like what if they’re playing video games together and start to get jealous over mc getting cuddly with the other brother and then smut ensues💕💕. Ignore this if you don’t want to do it/aren’t comfortable with it!!

A/N: I have no problem writing the demons sharing MC as part of a poly!ship. Tag-teaming is kind of hot, right? And let's be real, most of the stuff I write with the twins ends up twisting that way by the end. I've written Mammon x Reader x Levi before (no demoncest obv) so let's pretend this is a little snapshot from the same AU. Their dynamic together is so much fun.

MAMMON x gn!Reader x LEVIATHAN, 1.2k words, NSFW / MDNI

Content/warnings: a little Levi-centric. Contains oral sex, teensy bit of tail-fucking, fingering.

It was supposed to be a relaxing evening together. Mammon is pressed against your back, his chin hooked over your shoulder so he can watch you and Levi play video games. Levi rests comfortably on the floor at your feet, rocking lightly with excitement as he wins the third race in a row. You were so focused on not driving off the rainbow track that you barely noticed the ticklish sensation of smooth scales sliding up your leg and inching up your thigh.

Tonight is Mammon's turn to take you to bed, and he's been fidgeting with the waistband of your pants for the past hour. He was probably hoping your gaming session with Levi would end and his brother could leave. Maybe he wanted to entice you to play a different type of game—one that involved a lot less clothing and watching you bounce on his cock—but he spots Levi's tail gliding across your legs and the fighting begins. You try to break it up as gently as you can—it's not that big of a deal, is it? Levi shakes his head no while Mammon yells of course it is, it's not his turn!

You spent last night in Levi's room. Sometimes he sleeps in your bed instead, but last night he had a raid event and you wanted to be close by to keep him company even if you fell asleep. He felt bad waking you up at some ungodly hour, but he was so thrilled about killing a new raid boss that he just had to tell you. You might not like all the same games as him, but that doesn't stop you from being his number one fan.

He leaned over the edge of his tub and giggled bashfully when you cupped his cheeks and peppered his face with little celebratory kisses. Quick pecks against his lips turned into a heated, desperate kiss when he moaned and licked into your mouth. You tugged his shirt collar and urged him to climb into the tub with you, and he pulled down your sleep pants enough so he could snake his hand and his tail between your legs. It didn't take long for him to coax the first orgasm from you when the tip of his tail teased your hole with the promise of more. He was still licking your cum off his fingers when you pulled down his sweatpants and sucked his cock into your mouth, teasing your gag reflex and choking yourself on his length. He tried to keep his hips from thrusting too deep into the soft, wet heat of your mouth, and when he warned you that he was close, you took him as deep so he came down your throat.

You spent the next hour groping each other and and making out while trying to take off the remaining clothes that kept getting in the way. His cock was hard and throbbing with the overwhelming desire to be inside you, and he finally tore off your underwear and flipped you onto your knees to fuck you from behind. You rolled your hips and met each of his rough, erratic thrusts, the hard smack of his thighs against your ass adding to the lewd sounds of your body squelching obscenely around his cock. He emptied himself inside you and watched his cum leak down your thighs before you both collapsed in a sweaty, sticky pile on top of his blankets. You drifted off to sleep with his quiet snores in your ear and his tail wrapped possessively around your thigh.

Their little spat over Levi's adventurous tail threatens to derail an otherwise perfect day. Sometimes Levi's tail instinctively curls around you if you're close enough. You don't mind at all, but apparently Mammon does. Mammon and Levi start bickering about getting worked up over something so stupid and you had your chance last night, so fuck off. You love them both dearly, but sometimes they can be viciously stubborn, and greedy, and jealous. But that's part of why you love them so much, isn't it?

You sigh loudly and dramatically to get their attention. They both shut up instantly and look a little confused, especially when you turn your head suddenly and kiss Mammon over your shoulder. He grunts when your lips press against his, but he opens his mouth with a groan as he returns your kiss with ravenous hunger. Levi shuffles awkwardly at your feet, but you catch the tip of his tail resting on your knee and slide it back into the warm gap between your thighs. He seems to get the hint and you smile against Mammon's mouth when Levi's tail tickles your inner thighs and presses against the warm space between your legs. He rubs you through your sleep pants and it's embarrassing how wet you are already; there's soft little squelching sounds as your clothes grow damp from your arousal. You rock your hips to increase the friction of his tail against your skin, but the feeling is muted, dulled by too many layers of clothing.

"Greedy little thing, aren't ya, Treasure?" Mammon murmurs against your mouth when he breaks the kiss. He huffs in amusement when you try to chase his lips, but his gaze rakes over your heaving chest and down the bed where you're rutting against the hard, unyielding curve of Levi's tail. Levi is on his knees in front of you, smoothing his palms up and down your calves while he sucks little marks into the delicate skin of your thighs. He glances at you and Mammon from beneath his lashes, and his orange eyes glow slightly as they brighten with excitement and lust.

Mammon grips the hem of your t-shirt and tugs it over your head. Levi licks his lips and drinks in the delectable sight of your bare chest and soft tummy. His tail flicks one last time against the damp spot forming between your legs before it curls just over the top of your knee instead. You whine at the sudden loss of heat and friction, but Mammon's hot breath ghosts across your ear and he tugs your ear lobe between his teeth. His hand slips under the waistband of your pants and he strokes you instead, gathering the slick arousal pooling at your slit and spreading it with his fingers. You reach back and reach into his soft, snowy white hair and tug roughly as you buck your hips against his hand and whine his name. His finger circles lazily around your entrance and you arch your back against him while your insides clench pitifully around nothing.

Mammon smirks at Levi over your shoulder and a flicker of silent understanding passes between them. No matter how much they argue, they usually don't get too carried away. They would never want their little squabbles to get in the way of pleasing you. "I'm feeling a little generous after all, babe," he murmurs against your neck before he licks a stripe up the delicate column of your throat. "He can stay and watch, and if he can keep his tail to himself, he can have you next."

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distressed-devilsitter · 1 year

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Apart

In which the brothers realize you're missing, and the events that follow. A prequel of sorts to Nightbringer.

Warnings: angst, gore, and minimal proofreading. Mild spoilers for Obey Me! Nightbringer. Implied Solodeus x Reader. As always, minors DNI. 🔞

Mammon

Mammon notices first. Your absence is an immediate, gaping void in his chest.

It feels like snipped string - a clean break. One moment, you're there, and the next...

Mammon's first instinct is to reach out with his pact - and when he's met with a cold, empty abyss, he panics.

Mammon's second instinct is to call Lucifer. The eldest is, after all, one of the most powerful demons in existence.

But there's nothing. No physical evidence, no trace of magic. It's like you vanished.

Mammon organizes search parties. He spents weeks trudging through the devildom (even the areas no human could survive) looking for you.

But, as the days wear on, it becomes clear that you're gone. Possibly for good.

Mammon tries to fill the void with whatever he can - money, gambling: his usual vices. But nothing can replace you.

In the early hours of the morning, when the house is still and the moon has barely crested the horizon, he sneaks into your room. He wraps himself in your sheets and clings to your fading scent.

Mammon never gives up on you. He 100% believes that it's only a matter of time before you return.

Until then, he's waiting. He'll always wait for you.

Leviathan

Levi is the second brother to notice your absence.

His anxiety spikes. Your disapperance is marked by this quiet feeling of unease. Of inherent wrong.

Levi's first reaction is to call you. And when his call goes to voicemail not once or twice, but ten times, he spirals.

While Mammon covers dark, wooded forests and cloud-filled skies, Leviathan find his way to the ocean.

Beaches - especially the ones located in the farthest reaches of the devildom - are dangerous for humans. They're filled with ancient horrors: things with far too many eyes and too many teeth.

Being here brings back memories of the celestial war. But, he'll brave them. For you.

And when it becomes clear that you're not coming back? That you may never return?

Leviathan isolates himself. He's made great progress over the years - joining his brothers on excursions into town, venturing into the foyer when guests visit - but he regresses when you're gone.

He spends most of his days gaming. His brothers rarely see him, even for meals.

His figurines are gathering dust. The newest issues of TSL sits on his desk, unopened.

Without you, Leviathan becomes a ghost of his former self - just another specter that roams the house of lamentation.

Satan

Asmodeus once said that if the Avatar of Wrath became truly angry, the world would end. It's a chilling thought - that the wrath he displays isn't full extent of his power.

When you disappear, Satan is waiting for you at the library. It's a calm day - students in red and black uniforms drag feathered quills over curled parchment, while the librarian tends to his stack of books.

Then, someone whispers, and a book slams shut -

And that's all it takes to set him off.

The Avatar of Wrath succumbs to a rage he hasn't felt since the earliest days of his existance. His anger burns - and he takes it out on those around him.

There's blood under his nails and dust on his clothes. And Satan, like some lesser demon, revels in the destruction. He pulls himself from the wreckage and stalks towards the town.

He tears down forests. He razes cities. His reach is endless and his wrath, unending.

It takes Lucifer, Barbatos, and Diavolo to capture him.

While you're gone, Satan is under house arrest.

Everyday, he loses more of himself to his sin - and eventually, his brothers wonder if there's anything left of him at all.

Asmodeus

It's Asmo who bullys pursuades Solomon to follow you into the past.

Now two of the most important people in his life are gone.

In public, Asmo pretends like nothing has happened. He attends classes, hosts livestreams, and holds several Asmo gatherings per week.

In private? He's a wreck.

Asmo has lost the two people whom he values the most - the humans who know that Asmo is both deeply insecure and intrinsically flawed - but choose to love him anyway.

Asmo spends much of his time at the Fall. He loses himself to sharp taste of demonus on his tounge and the heavy, repetitive music. Hands reach out to grab him, and the avatar reaches back.

In the morning, Asmodeus wakes up in an unfamiliar room next to a stranger. They have the shape of your face and the same color hair.

Quietly, Asmodeus gathers his things and leaves. His makeup is smudged and he feels volatile- like a supernova before it implodes.

Beelzebub & Belphegor

It's Beel who finds your D.D.D. in an alleyway way. The screen is cracked and he smells blood.

From there, the twins have vastly different responses:

To cope with your absence, Belphie sleeps.

The avatar prefers his dreams to reality. Nestled in the soft embrace of sleep, he sees you again.

He tells you everything. How he cares. That he misses you. That he's sorry.

Beel, on the other hand, can't sleep.

He also dreams of you: sometimes, they start out normally. Maybe it's movie night at the HoL, maybe he's on a picnic. But they always end the same: you, broken and bloody, at his feet.

He awakes with a start. Normally, after a nightmare, he'd seek you out. But you're not there. Instead, Beel clings to his twin and cries.

For once, Beel loses his appetite. Food doesn't taste as good when you're not around.

If When you return, he'll treat you to all your favorite foods. Just come back soon. Please?

Lucifer

Father must be laughing at him. No matter how hard he tries, his family keeps falling apart.

Out of all his brothers, Lucifer has the hardest time adjusting. Everything reminds him of you - the unopened bags of acidic coffee in the cabinets, the poison apples you'd bring to his study.

At night, he pours two glasses of demonus. (It's an old habit, from the days when you sought comfort at his side. He'd open one of his finest bottles and listen to you troubles). Still, he's loathe to let a good spirit go to waste. He drinks both, and toasts to your memory.

EDIT: I am a fool who forgot the taglist. 🫣

@simpinginthecorner @dreamingaboutyousworld @celyn-12 @iwanttodieplz @solomonslostsock @silveredwood

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voiidlizrd · 7 months

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“Just a Sign, Lord, Anything”

(Nightbringer! Simeon x GN! Reader)

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Disclaimer(s): religious imagery, mentions of God, Celestial War spoilers, longing Simeon, religious doubt, blasphemy(?), angst, lots of angst, hints of poly MC, mentions of Lilith, slight Nightbringer spoilers for lessons 10-12 (I believe)

(A/N): I was scrolling through Twitter when I saw an entry of Aziraphale’s diary from Good Omens and thought of Simeon with Demon MC in Nightbringer. I’ll put a picture of the entry at the end of the fic, but if I am hurting, I will share with the masses so I won’t be alone.

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Simeon is an archangel of God, mighty and powerful, yet so gentle and warm, embracing all and protecting every soul to guide them to Fathers Holy Light. Simeon, the archangel, who felt his heart shatter when he was forced to battle his Brothers, especially Lucifer, the one who he loved the most. He wept for days after their fall, the halls of Heaven were so much more colder after they left. Micheal couldn’t even comfort him, no matter how hard he tried. Heaven was warm, still, but quiet after the War. But Simeon had to move on, he knew.

But then he had the visitation from Diavolo to join the student transfer program to unite the realms. His heart clenched, stomach twisting in knots as he looked down at the letter clutched in his hands, he was close to shaking. In the Devildom, there would be demons, and with the demons, there would be the Brothers, but no Lilith.

He was fearful, even more fearful since that day.

Simeon was scared to go, but he had to. A part of him wanted to see this unification project through. He wanted to see the Brothers again, to be able to talk to Asmodeus, to drink coffee with Lucifer, to try and convince Mammon to stray away from his little pranks on his poor big brother.

Oh to have those mornings with them again, but he had to move on from the past. They would not be the same since the fall, especially now that they are slowly adapting to the Devildom. Maybe he was being a bit hopeful; delusion? But he could only wonder and question; have they been well? Are they okay? Are the demons welcoming them? Is Diavolo taking caring of them? Where are they living? Where would he live? Would he be with them?

His mind raced and he couldn’t pick a single one to fix himself to, for now, all he could do was pack his bags and be off with Luke.

When he arrived, was met with the expected reluctance, the heavy tension still lingering in the air, and the stiff presence of Lucifer who hung around him, protectively guarding his brothers.

But what he wasn’t expecting was you.

“Hello, you must be Simeon, right? My name is MC, the demon that is watching over the brothers during their stay of the Devildom!” You smiled at him so warmly, a warmth that he would expect to see from a fellow angel, as you held out your hand for him to take.

He felt his heart catch his throat when he looked into your eyes, a glitter in them that made him feel oddly nostalgic. His heart pounded, his knees felt weak, his skin was tingly as he grasped your hand, shaking it firmly. It was an odd feeling, a feeling he couldn’t quite explain when he met your eyes. They were so inviting, comforting, something he did not expect to see from any demon, like looking into the eyes of an old love.

Simeon shook himself out of his strange moment of vulnerability, silently, his guard was up. You were a demon. He could smell it on you, could feel the aura of your magic pulsing around you, sending a shiver down your spine. With the feeling alone, he felt it could take a single snap of your fingers and all realms could crumble.

But those eyes spoke otherwise.

“Ah, it’s good to know that Lucifer and the others are being taken care of.” Simeon smiled gently to you, retracting his hand, the tingle of your touch on his palm.

“Psh, it ain’t like we need the help. But Diavolo insisted.” Mammon crossed his arms, unconsciously leaning close to your side.

Simeon noticed this.

He only smiled while he watched you interact with the brothers for days after he arrived. The way you comforted Asmodeus and immediately noticed something was wrong, even if the facade he put up was practically perfect. The way you could calm Satan down. The way you brightened Mammons day, bring a smile and confidence to Leviathan, know exactly when Beelzebub was hungry and have everything on you immediately, carry Belphegor whenever he was sleepy and find a place for him to nap, and most of all, you’d always take care of Lucifer. Bring him coffee, make him food and snacks, convince him to sleep at odd hours.

You were more than he expected. It made his heart flutter at these acts of kindness, to see you beam with pride whenever you did these acts with nothing to gain in return, to see you be the safe haven for the brothers when they are ostracized by the demons of the Devildom, even despite their status. You were the arms of heaven that they couldn’t reach anymore, you were the home they deserved, the love they needed, and he saw it.

Lucifer looked at you with such softness, even when his words would even feel like nails against the skin, even to Simeon.

Mammon was greedy, constantly wanting your attention and words of praise, melting into your touch and wanting nothing more than to hold you.

Leviathan was a bit confident whenever he spoke to you, being proud to speak little by little about his interests, finding his home in your arms much like his brother.

Asmodeus admitted to wanting to stare at you for hours, and there are days where he finds Asmodeus staring at his phone, looking at pictures of you and him together with a smile on his face and cheeks pink.

Satan is… A hard on for Simeon to read, but the only noticeable thing Simeon can see is the anger vanish as soon as you enter the room or come near him, leaning in close to you to melt into your touch.

Beelzebub shared his food with you always, making sure you take the first bite and watch you as you eat. Seeing you eat, he could tell, brought him joy knowing you enjoyed it as much as he did.

Belphegor was a demanding one, the youngest of the seven, the one who is spoiled the most aside from Mammon. He would always come to you and lay himself on you when you were sitting, or sit in your lap, promptly falling asleep on you happily.

Simeon noticed all of those, his heart clenching whenever he saw these little things. He wasn’t expecting to feel so much love inside the home, to see it for himself, to see that a demon is the one causing the House of Lamentations to feel so… Welcoming, so much like home.

And he wasn’t even going to start with Solomon, the human with hundreds of pacts and as powerful as you. The way he acted like a newlywed husband was clear in how he held you. It was even more strange to see the brothers get quickly jealous over Solomon, especially knowing you’d have to leave and go back to your home, where you live, with him.

The looks of admiration were even clear on Diavolo’s face! And even his butler!

It baffled Simeon.

It bugged him to no end. A demon like you had the whole Devildom wrapped around your finger. You could easily crush it under your thumb, bring the entire realm to its knees, yet you cradled it in your hands like it was home, feeling yourself only a resident living your life.

Everytime he saw this, everytime he saw you whenever you showed up to HOL, his heart fluttered and he barely knew how to speak, finding himself trapped in those eyes again, close to drowning in them again, submitting to the love that you emitted everywhere you went, so much love you wanted to give. He found himself envious, just like the brothers would be whenever Solomon showed off his relationship with you. Craving you. Desiring you.

It was wrong.

He knew he shouldn’t, he couldn’t. It was wrong.

So he resisted you while being kind, promising himself that he wouldn’t fall into the arms of your warmth. He promised himself to Heaven, and Heaven alone, to his Father and Their love.

But then it was that day he found out that it would be more difficult than he anticipated.

Simeon and Luke were in the kitchen together, attempting to bake whatever they could to gather experience with Devildom’s strange ingredients. Simeon had his back turned for only a moment, failing to see Luke attempting to climb the counter to grab the flour that was on the top shelf, when he found himself tumbling backwards with the flour coming down as well. Simeon turned around to grab Luke when he heard the little Angel yelp out, when you suddenly appeared and grabbed Luke into your arms, the flour hitting your head and spraying all over you and onto the floor. Luke looked up at you horrified as you coughed and clutched your eyes close tightly, sputtering to get the bland, thick flour out of your mouth.

“Well… This was unexpected.” You coughed out.

“MC!?” Luke gaped at you, the look on his face was of pure guilt but also embarrassment with you holding him. “P-Put me down!… Please?”

He figured saying please was the least he could do to the person holding him and the one who saved him from having to suffer a huge bump on the back of his head, even if his savior was a demon. He plopped himself on the ground and looked about at the flour, flushing with embarrassment.

“Are you okay Luke?” You asked, wiping the flour off your face.

His face darkened with red and looked down, nodding silently, and then running off to grab something to clean up the flour.

That left you and Simeon alone.

His heart was already thumping hard as he looked at you. You were so beautiful even with flour all over you, that smile running across your face as you looked at him, that sheepish grin that set his heart ablaze.

“Sorry about that Simeon. You didn’t get any flour on you, did you?”

He shook his head. Heart trapped in his throat as he swallowed. He couldn’t bring himself to speak.

“That’s good! I actually came here to ask if you wanted to see the stars with me tonight before, uh, you know…” you gestured to the flour and chuckled a little. “But, do you wanna see the stars with me tonight? You don’t have to if you’re busy, I just wanted to know if you’d like to see the Devildom constellations with me. Belphegor is grounded after cursing Lucifer’s ties again.”

He couldn’t. This was dangerous, he can’t say yes to you. This feeling would only worsen. Saying yes would mean burying himself further into the possibility of giving into the temptation.

“Yes, I’d love to.”

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

The stars were beautiful, especially reflected in the color of your eyes, lighting them up as you stared up at the glass of the observatory, the stars lighting up the dark room as the two of you laid out on the ground with a blanket beneath you to make the two of you comfortable.

The stars were so beautiful, but you were more than the stars themselves, you were greater than the light above and he believed it deep down, even if he were to try and deny it. He understood what the brothers saw when they looked at you, the feeling inside of them that swelled inside, so close to bursting whenever he was near you. It was so unbearable, but he couldn’t get enough. It was a sin to be as greedy as this. The guilt followed him whenever this feeling occurred, but the overwhelming love would cloud over it, making it easier to bear, just a little.

“And that one, it looks similar to the one back in the human realm. It’s called the Libra, I think. But I’m not exactly sure.”

“You know a lot about the human realm and their stars, but not of the Devildom’s?”

“Ahh yeah… Is it wrong to say I was more interested in the stars of the other realms than in the Devildom?” You gave him that sheepish grin again, a small bit of sweat going down your brow.

He could tell you were lying. But said nothing. The lie went straight over his head because the smile you wore shrouded any doubt or concern he had. And that was wrong for an Angel to do, wasn’t it?

“No, no… Not at all.”

Then the silence. It left him alone with you and his thoughts, the feeling of you nearby made him warm inside. The more you inched closer, the more it grew, a fire inside of him growing hotter and hotter, the craving of greed to have and to hold you beginning to form, but he beat those thoughts down. They wavered the moment your hands touched, just a little.

“I hope to get to know you more, Simeon.” You whispered, his name on your lips sounding oh so sweet, sweeter than any cake or pastry, oh so sickening.

“And I, too, MC.” Your name flowed off his tongue, as if he were exhaling it just like he breathed it, your very existence hanging off your name on his tongue, burying itself inside of his chest and filling him. He wanted nothing more than to speak your name over and over, to call onto you every second of the day, to try and quell the desire that bubbled inside of him, but at the same time, wanting nothing more than to let this feeling simmer inside of him. He never wanted a moment to get enough of you.

But it was wrong to put something above the Divine.

The time passed and you were asleep right beside him, head lulled to the side and close to his shoulder, the feeling of your hair tickling against his skin.

He stared up at the stars, the simmering of his desire and his guilt fulling growing inside of him like a tight knot only growing tighter and tighter.

The thoughts of craving your touch, of wanting to feel your lips pressed against his skin, his lips, his face. To feel nothing more than your back pressed against his chest while in the kitchen, baking sweets and sharing a moment of being domestic like you’d be with Solomon.

Father, I don’t ask You for much, it’s not my place to ask and Angels don’t pray.

As he stared up at the stars he couldn’t help but feel his lower lip tremble and fists clench when you shifted yourself closer to him unconsciously, nuzzling yourself further into him, a small smile on your face.

But if you could give me a hint. Just a little one. Anything really.

He unclenched his fists, chest so much heavier than it was previously, fingers twitching as your hand was so much closer to his, the warmth of your body radiating onto him as you cuddled into his side while he laid there stiffly.

Is this a test?

“Simeon, as the brothers attendant and yours, I’d like to offer my help anyway I can. You are welcome here as far as I’m concerned. Any issue you have, let me know.” That smile again… Oh that smile and those eyes, those imperfections that came with that only added to your complexion, that only added to you.

I’m sure I’m being foolish. You’re far too busy to waste Your valuable time with a lowly angel like me.

But is it?

“Thank you for taking care of the brothers while I was in my coma, Simeon… I cant thank you enough and I truly can’t thank you enough…” You brought him into a hug, the warmth of your body much like how you’re cuddling him. “Even though I don’t regret what I did, I’m glad you were around for them when I couldn’t.”

Is MC my apple?

I’ve said no to them so many times… Yet they keep coming back everytime…

“Please, MC, I don’t need you to tell me how to handle my… ‘problems’ that I might have with the brothers. I appreciate your help, but I don’t need a demon to tell me how to deal with my problems.”

He doesn’t mean that. He needs your help desperately. He needs to know how he can make himself more approachable to the brothers, more close to them as he was before.

“That’s just fine. If you ever need me, Ill always be around for you.”

When everything else is uncertain, they are there.

I don’t want to disappoint You, Father, I don’t want to fail You. Everyday we grow closer, and everyday…

He brings his hand close to yours.

Simeon turns his head, your head close to his, his forehead touched yours. He turned his body to where he mirrored your position, his forehead still touching yours and he exhaled lightly, a shaky breath leaving him, tears close to escaping his eyes as his lip trembled, holding your hand in his tightly, feeling the warmth as if it would be for but a fleeting moment, the guilt only worsening but he couldn’t bare to find himself pull away from your warmth. The rise and fall of your chest hypnotizing to him, you looking so peaceful, even when you were just a demon. Your lips were so close to his with how his forehead was pressed against yours, so delectable and looking so soft and sweet.

I don’t know if my resolve can last much longer…

Please, Father, just a sign. Anything.

⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅

Here is the picture I found on Twitter, I’m currently sobbing and will need to recover.

#x reader #obey me mc #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #fluff #obey me angst #obey me simeon #simeon x reader #obey me x mc #obey me x y/n #obey me poly #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me Beelzebub #obey me belphegor #ansgt

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xxmaxwellxx · 1 month

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Hey, can you guys help me find an obey me fanfic? It’s more like headcannons but it was where none of the brothers or datables could find the reader so they go looking only to find reader at a brothel with an incubus who shapeshifted to look exactly like them. (The brothers and datables) and they take reader away from the incubus/shoo the incubus out of the room. sorry for the weird request but I can’t find it and I’m really sad :( could someone link it? (Or send me screenshots?)

(It was all the datables, Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simon plus all seven brothers)

Edit: it’s hidden desires by he-calls-me-kitten! Thank you for helping me find it! :D

#obey me #obey me x reader #obey me smut #poly obey me x reader #fanfic finder #fanfic

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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Obey me!Memes #178

Poly AsOlMc?...Asmo,Sol and Mc Relationship in the nutshell...

Solo:Finally...some able to keep up with his dramatic flair...

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lorkai · 1 year

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SoloDeus x MC headcanons

*･゜ﾟ You knew Asmo and Solomon had a special relationship. You just didn't expect them to be dating for long millennia without telling anyone. It was an accident how you found out; entering your room, where the three of you were studying for the exams, when you saw them kissing and let a little yelp of surprise escape your throat.

You had a crush on both of them, so knowing they felt the same way and wanted you to be part of a relationship with them made you think you were daydreaming.

Whether this is your first poly relationship or not doesn't matter because Solomon and Asmo will always make sure you feel comfortable with them. Every moment of this relationship is fun and the three of you often go on casual dates at the mall or some other fun place, or accompany Solomon somewhere strange and potentially dangerous, but what's life without a little excitement, right?

Asmodeus is naturally a sensitive person and loves physical contact, it is after all one of his love languages. He loves showing his affection for you, from lingering hugs and compliments on your beauty to lingering, sensual kisses that take your breath away, sometimes biting your lower lip and letting his hands roam freely over your body. But he's observant and knows when he's drowning you with all that affection, especially if you don't like physical contact very much. Even so, he gives you a lot of gifts, clothes, shoes, stuffed animals, accessories and even letters written by him.

Solomon, on the other hand, is more relaxed and the most intimacy he prefers is looking into your eyes in the late hours of the night and being able to hold your hand against his. His love language is quality time and acts of service, he'd rather have you around and teach you spells or do silly magic tricks to make you laugh. He loves the simplest moments when he and you and Asmo are lying together, it doesn't matter who is the big spoon and the little spoon, these moments make him feel at peace and he hopes you feel the same as you lie down in the middle of them to listen to the latest gossip or watch silly, clichéd movies.

The two manage to balance each other out very well due to the years they've spent together and are spontaneous with what they want. It's common for Solomon to show up at the House of Lamentation because he misses you both and wants to spend time with his two lovers, whether it's watching the stars of Devildom or taking you two on some adventure that is probably dangerous and full of strange creatures. Just as it's common for Asmo to drag you and Solomon to a private sleepover he's set up to paint your nails, do skin care, and sing for you both.

All in all, these two love you a lot and y'all have a healthy relationship full of communication. However beware, they love to flirt with you to laugh at your embarrassed expression.

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agoldenluckycat · 1 year

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Bad Day😞

Suggestive content toward the end, basic fluffiness, no smut, still minors DNI, im an adult writing for adults

Imagine Mc was having a bad day, or just felt a little down and didn’t wanna be alone.

So they pull out their D.D.D. and open the group chat. The one with all the demon brothers in it they use for mostly coordinating meals and asking random house questions.

Mammon and Levi are fighting about money being owed again and MC hesitates to type, thinking perhaps it would be too much of a bother.

However, Mc types out “if anyone isn’t busy or has some time they don’t mind sparing, I’m feeling a little lonely right now and could use some cuddles”

Sending it out MC waits looking at the chat expecting the conversation to continue on like they hadn’t said anything.

“On my way”

Beel is the first of the group to text but not a few minutes later the chat explodes with responses of “be there soon” or “I’ll go, you all can return to your work”

When the door opens Beel is the first to walk through, no doubt he was already in the kitchen and closest to their room.

He hops on MC’s bed, tucks himself behind them and holds them like a little spoon.

No sooner than they get comfortable does the door open again. Mammon shouts for Beel to scoot over and he does, dragging Mc with him as they make room for him on the bed.

Mammon groans in frustration when the door opens and Asmo glides in giggling at the sight before him and piles on top of them.

Shortly after each of the brothers began filing in the room and on MC’s bed. Pretty quickly MC is covered in Demon brothers and blankets.

If MC could purr they would be. Instead they hum happily and close their eyes contented to sleep in the odd little space they’ve created together.

It’s the best sleep they’ve all gotten in months and when they wake, MC has plans to do it again, only next time….MC plans to be naked.

#obey me shall we date #obey me Mc #obey me brothers #obey me brain rot #obey me mammon x reader #obey me beelzebub x mc #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me poly

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l3viat8an · 4 months

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HI RO!!!! it’s been forever since I’ve been here oh my 😭 how are youuuu???

I’m just having. many a thot thought. abt poly MC getting praised and pampered and overstimmed just getting all the sweet, gentle (soft dom??? I guess??) vibes from the bros after doing really well during the semester/term at RAD.

maybe they tease or double down on praising bc they know it makes MC shy but also that they actually enjoy it 👀 maybe getting tied up is involved 👀

but overall they’re not mean, they just want MC to know they’re proud of them, so what better way to do that than going to the extremes to show them?

anyway that’s my little rant, I just thought it was cute and wanted to share 😋🫶🏻

have a good day, and happy holidayssss!!! make sure you take care of yourself <3

- ♈️ anon

Hiiii ♈️!!! I’m good! Tired from holiday prep but good lolol how have youu been??? + it’s late for me so ignore if this has any typos as usual jsjsj

Just imagine Asmo getting all excited when he sees how well you did! His sweetheart is soooo smart and that deserves some kisses right~ he he’s going to cover your face in quick little kisses, giggling the whole time! It doesn’t matter who else is around, you deserve the praise and the blush on your cheeks is so cute!

Then Satan walks over and basically pushes Asmo out of the way- completely ignoring Asmo’s pouting and saying that if anyone praises you it should be him. after all he’s the one that tutored you all semester and helped when you didn’t know something about Devildom law- his kiss is deep and would’ve been a lot longer if Mammon and Levi weren’t yelling whining about how they helped you too!!! This is all just Asmo and Satan looking for an excuse to act all lovely dovey!! they’re both jealous and would prefer to have you alone- whispering sweet praise in your ear and placing soft kisses all over your body <3

Belphie just laughs, obviously you’re enjoying the attention so what’s the big deal? Beel’s nodding along- tho he really wants a kiss too, he’ll wait his turn.

and while he’ll let them indulge you for a few minutes Lucifer is quick to end it all, saying that you did wonderful as expected because; they all helped you. He walks over and kisses the top of your head, whispering just loud enough that you can hear him “I’m proud of you, darling.” and chuckles when he pulls away and sees your face is bright red.

Nsfw bit below here <3

Oooor Lucifer joins in on praising you!! You really did so well and Asmo’s right, that deserves a reward~ but what should it be?

Mammon shouts something about how you should just spend the day with him! He’ll spoil ya as much as you want!

Levi cuts Mammon off, stumbling over his words but promising that he’ll do whatever you want….uhhh if you want to spend time with him….to celebrate- and Satan cuts right back in saying that he’s the one that’s going to spoil you! It’s only fair!

‘n so on- obviously they’re not gonna agree right away, but it’s cute to watch you get excited over the way they fight for your attention!

Eventually it’s Belphie that has the best (?) (depends on who you ask tbh) idea. They could just share you-

Asmo whines that it’s not fair!! He didn’t get to say that first but Belphie just rolls his eyes and continues; after all, you worked so hard to get good grades~ it’ll be his…..their reward to you, kissing, praising and touching you until you can’t think anymore.

Just let them worry about you, yea? You know it’ll feel good too….all they want to do is make you feel good, spoil you, fill you up with cocks and cum until the only thoughts left in your cute little head are about them and how good it feels to be spoiled-

and for once the others all agree- if it’s what you want ofc <3

#poly reader <3 #♈️ anon!#ro rambles #1 am thots~#being spoiled by all of them is the dream 😩#obey me!#obey me poly reader #obey me x poly reader #obey me smut #smut #x reader #om!#om! poly reader #obey me x chubby reader #obey me x reader

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diejager · 1 year

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Hello, may I please ask for a scenario with poly demon brothers reacting in reading Mc’s mind and hearing they want the boys to fuck them like a ragdoll please

A Gift within Pages

Poly bros

cw: nsfw, mention of smut, mind reading curse, MDNI.

Note: not proofread

Wc: 1289

A curious little book they had, given by Solomon, who had told Satan that it belonged in their library; Satan was doubtful at first, he'd scoured the shelves for centuries, adding new books whenever he could. Opting to see whatever book he was holding, he flipped through the pages - blank, as much as an untouched paper sullied by age-old yellow stains. A bizarre little contraption Satan received, staring at it while he made his way to his room, index and thumb rubbing his chin in thought. Perhaps it was another one of Solomon's tricks, or rather a lost book he thought belonged to the vast expanse of novels and enchanted books in their library. He met Asmodeus and Mammon on his way, the pinkette complaining to his brother about a cosmetic-related subject that Satan didn't bother understanding, as for Mammon who - being Mammon - rolled his eyes behind his orange-tinted glasses and shrugged with little care of what he took and sold from the 5th's room. Attention caught by the book, they followed Satan with childish curiosity for the content while the blonde explained its mysteriously empty pages, a wide expanse of yellowed papers without a single word or scratch on it.

Within the warm library, Belphegor napped away with his glutinous twin, stuffing his face with one of Hell's kitchen's famous burgers - multiple ones, in hand, on the table and wrappers discarded on the table to Belphegor's side. The eldest of the twin mumbled a 'Hi' and waved before his eyes landed on the object of everyone's curiosity: the book in Satan's hand.

"From Solomon, the pages are blank," was Satan's curt answer as he strode to take a seat on the sofa facing the snoring twin. "I don't know what to do about it, so I brought it here. There's not much to look at. "

"Maybe Lucifer knows something, " Asmodeus gave his attempt at the answer, eyes wide with unbridled wonder.

"I might know what?"

Speak of the devil and it shall appear, in the truest sense of the proverb, as if Lucifer was summoned by Asmodeus' words, he walked into the library in all his grandiose appeal. Striding to Satan's side with his signature smirk, snide as much as it was smug. Satan passes it with a roll of his eyes, usually preferring to stay away from the eldest's help. They watched as Lucifer flipped through the book, gloved fingers quickly and gracefully grazing the empty pages with a quizzical mien. It seemed that even he - the great Lucifer Morningstar - didn't have an answer to their mystery. With a loud boom, he closed the book and returned it to the avatar of Wrath with a confused frown.

"Seems like I-"

"There you are!" a grumbling voice echoed through the room, followed by a mop of violet hair.

Like his brothers, his orange hues rapidly landed on the closed object. Although empty, it somehow caught their interest, some eager for the mystery, others out of curiosity, and another stemming from his greed.

"You found them?" Another voice rang out, softer and more likable - to all their agreement - than theirs. "Ah! I was wonde- huh? Are we intruding?"

Before any of the conscious avatars could answer, a groan from the youngest announced his annoyance at all the noise, peaking through one eye to see what everyone was being so irritably loud about; and as all the ones before him, the book on the table was the first thing he saw with wide and confused eyes.

"Wha-"

Pain flashed in their minds, all grunting in their own baritone and soft voices, clutching their heads as their dark spots clouded their vision. You hurriedly reached them - Leviathan first, being the closest to you - and worriedly asked if they were fine. Hands fleetingly touching their foreheads and sitting then down before you looked at the table where they were all glancing at a moment before. It was clear, nothing but burger wrappers and cups lay scattered on the polished wood, whatever had been there was gone and you wouldn't know what it was or why it vanished.

Perhaps it wasn't one of Satan's brightest ideas to bring inside a book from an unknown source, it could've been dangerous and malicious in nature, or a long-lasting prank from someone, or even a grimoire - a dangerous thing to be held by a demon. Though no change came from the sudden spike, they noted to share anything if whatever this was brought changes.

Occasional headaches were shared between the avatars, all - but the prideful Lucifer - coming to complain about it to Solomon about the "curse" his book gave them. Minor ringing at the back of their head and glazed-over eyes happened once a day for the first week, making their busy life much harder. The second week brought some hushed words to their mind, quiet and weak, replacing the headaches from the week prior. The random moment had random words, like a cycle of roundabouts words, sometimes callous comments, snide remarks, comedic insights, or sweet songs. All had talked about it during a dinner, mumbles, and hypotheses thrown randomly until Lucifer ordered them to take note of it whenever the voice pried their minds.

It's so boring, here...

Leviathan agreed with whatever it was during class, mathematics were simply so boring he had to agree with a stranger.

He looks so pretty with that-

Asmodeus crooned at the flattering statement, seeing that he had tried a new brand of makeup.

Ah... he always knows the answer, I wish I could do that too.

A small smile broke the tight-lipped frown on Satan's pale lips, stroking his pride.

'm tired...

The sloth took it as an affirmative to doze off, head failing onto his cow-printed pillow.

I'm SO hungry!

Beelzebub nodded, mouth full and cheeks dirty as he ate in the cafeteria.

How annoying-

Mammon didn't know what they found annoying, but he wanted to skip class as much as the irritation in their voice.

His hair looks soft today too.

Lucifer didn't know whether he should feel bothered or flattered by the compliment, it was somewhat worrying that they said today too.

Within a month of the book's attack, they gathered that whenever it happened, you were near them, either beside, behind, or around them; you were always there. The final conclusion to their problem was that those words, were your thoughts. Thoughts that were transferred to them, reading your mind as easily as they breathed. It was a window to the deepest part of your mind, your small secrets and embarrassing moments. Then, from Mammon's mumble of using this opportunity, they all tempted you, wanting to see how far they could bring you; if you'd moan in delight at the sight of Beel's food; wish to cuddle with Belphie; dance with Asmo; flush at Satan's nimble tongue; want to join Levi in his marathons; plead for something Mammon could get you, and fall for Lucifer's rumbling order.

Fun, it was to watch you burn and turn away in a flustered mess of thoughts, fingers laced and lips leaving reds and purples on your skin. Nights spend awake and busy with only your thoughts to read, all theirs. They enjoyed using such power for their personal use since it only worked on you, nothing could and would escape them; especially after they saw a needy plea to be fucked raw by all boys, touched and manhandled as if you were just a fleshlight for their use, at their full disposal - any time, any place.

Satan will have to thank his friend for the mistake he made, later that week.

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undead-merman · 2 years

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I can't find the one where mc finds a harpy egg and takes it back to the brothers to raise (also harpies) can you link it for me? Thx

So the original post the asker no longer has their age in their bio so I want to delete the ask and post it here.

Poly harpy brothers with an abandoned egg GN-Reader SFW

Finding the egg

You have been on a walk through the tall mountain that you've called home for a long time now, and you decided to take a longer walk than normal. You head off the beaten path to a new patch of trees and cliffsides. You nearly trip after a big step down and tumble off the cliff when you grab a hanging root and pull yourself up.

You find a nest and it's barely even held together. The twigs and moss are ripped and broken, and a few eggs that sit inside are broken. Most likely, eaten by something. You are glad that whatever it is did leave one tiny egg.

It looked way too sad. You couldn't just leave it there, even if the brothers were the only ones allowed on this mountain top. You scooped it up and held it close and you made sure to go back carefully.

When you get back, everyone is still out, so you make your way to the family nest and sit next to it and try to warm it up.

When they came back and saw the egg, they all bickered and squawked over whose egg it was. When you reminded them that you're a human and told them how you found it and wanted to take care of it.

Satan told you it was likely the egg wouldn't hatch if it had been alone for too long and Lucifer agreed, but taking a look at it, sure enough it was a healthy egg.

Asmodeus was a bit uncomfortable with the idea, but if you wanted to take care of it he couldn't stop you. He couldn't think of an alternative anyway. He couldn't leave an egg all by himself.

Mammon hated the idea. He tried to see if he could pawn it on someone else, but when you gave him those big eyes he grumbled and kicked his talons around before curling his wing around you both.

Leviathan was scared, not exactly sure if he was responsible enough to help, let alone be around it without something going wrong. But you looked so happy. He couldn't take that happiness away.

Satan was interested in it. He wanted to see if it would act like a human when you raised it. He was also intrigued by the egg shape and color. He'd never seen an egg like that and was interested in the type of harpy that might hatch from it.

Lucifer didn't care either way. Just as long as you take care of it. If you couldn't, he'd find someone who could. It's a big decision. You better be ready for it.

Beelzebub was quite excited about the idea of making their family a bit bigger. His feathers puffed up as soon as he saw you with it, and now that everyone has agreed he's already thinking of names for it.

Belphegor didn't think too much of it but was happy he now had an excuse to sleep more. Warm an egg? No problem. And if it was with you that's even better.

Taking care of it

Some of them have helped rear eggs before. Beelzebub being the main one, with Lucifer right behind him. It's been a very long time so the process takes a while to get back into.

They take shifts watching over the egg with you. And with you being human they have to do most of the work.

Lucifer just has it sit in your lap as he wraps his wings around you to keep you both warm. He reminds you every once in a while to rotate the egg gently.

Mammon begrudgingly sits with it, grumbling about how he doesn't want to do this and how embarrassing it is. You can shut him up with a kiss or even call it Little Mammon for a bit and he gets attached. Maybe even to a point where he tries to take it from the others.

Leviathan tries his hardest to help, but with how small it is, he's convinced he's going to somehow fall over and turn it Sunny Side up. He has you hold it and wraps you both up as he fixes the nest more than warms the egg. Yes, he's excited to see it, but how will he cope? You look too adorable right now.

Satan didn't mind his duties. He took them rather seriously. He'd have it in his lap as he read and even had you sit next to him as he did it. He used the old candling technique to make sure it was developing correctly and even praised you for how well you're doing.

Asmodeus is fawning over you, his wings flapping as he gets a good look at you. Oh you're just so adorable with an egg sitting all pretty in the nest. It's a shame you could make more with him, but one is fine for now. He cuddles up with you and keeps the egg nice and tucked between you. It's hard to imagine he's ever had a problem with it before. Now he's polishing the shell and kissing it.

Beelzebub is brimming with excitement as he takes his turn. He ends up bringing back more food than he needs to, claiming it's for the chick. He sits with you. The egg in your lap and you are in his lap as you both hold each other. He makes sure to keep it clean and even gets a bit broody. He'll slap away his brothers if they are being too troublesome around it and finds comfort when he's around it.

Belphegor doesn't change much. He seeks it out only so he can nap with the both of you. Tucked next to him as his wing covers it and holds you close to his chest.

When they are all together, they leave a space for you and the egg, and for the first time since you've known them, they don't toss and turn. They lay perfectly still.

Hatching

When you're holding it, you can feel it wiggle and even a small cheap from inside, and when the others hear they all flock to you.

The tiny egg hatches, and it's unlike any other harpy they've seen. They’ve never seen one with such an interesting pattern. It must be from a different land. It falls right on you and when it opens its eyes, it just cuddles up to you. Some of them are jealous but the others smack them for being ridiculous.

The chick is perky and ready to run after a few days, and it follows you everywhere. It never leaves your side and the way it runs is almost comical with how it tries to flap its tiny underdeveloped wings to keep up.

Your family grew a little. And while it's hard to adjust it seems like everything is moving along well and everyone seems to be happy.

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hello jes!~ could you do some short headcanon for solomon x reader x simeon who struggles with art block and frustrated about it? i was feeling down because of it because in the time i was improving i had reasons to stop it temporarily but unfortunately i have been struggling with it 😞

COMFORT

It doesn’t take long for Simeon and Solomon to recognize the signs that you're struggling with some sort of creative block.

You're hunched over your desk, making soft, frustrated noises more often while you mutter quietly under your breath. You toss your materials aside so carelessly, which is so unlike the care you normally give them.

Simeon understands all too well what it feels like to be in a creative slump, and he might be the first to notice. He mentions it to Solomon quietly, because it’s important to both of them that this doesn't interfere with your ability to take care of yourself.

If you’re struggling that much, don’t worry - they’re going to help you with whatever you need, even if their concern feels a little suffocating at times.

Be prepared for lectures and very manipulative puppy eyes to get you to listen to whatever they’re suggesting. They really want what’s best for you, even if it’s hard for you to admit it.

Staying up late isn’t going to help you feel better. They’re both leading you to bed, each of them holding one of your hands. They’ll keep you company if you like, cuddled against your sides while they murmur quietly about how talented you are, and how lucky they are to have you, and maybe after a good night’s sleep you can try working again tomorrow.

Skipping meals and eating rushed snacks isn’t going to help you either. Simeon insists that he doesn't need Solomon’s help in the kitchen, and he makes sure you're fed lovingly home-cooked meals. Solomon visits your favourite Devildom and human world shops to find the comfort foods and snacks you like most, and they both make sure you keep hydrated.

Solomon might not be allowed in the kitchen, but Simeon will be sending him to the market for ingredients. If it’s a nice day, Solomon will insist with wide, pleading eyes that you join him for the walk and keep him company. You won’t have to carry any of the bags, but he’ll loop them all on one arm so he can hold your hand with the other.

He might buy you a special treat at Madam Scream’s, and he'll look so pleased when you offer to share it during the walk back to Purgatory Hall, but don’t tell Simeon, okay?

DISTRACTION

Once they know your basic needs are taken care of, Simeon and Solomon are going to distract you from your frustrations any way they can.

They don’t want you to stay cooped up in the House of Lamentation or Purgatory Hall where you're more likely to fall into self-deprecating moods. They don't like it when you think badly of yourself. It's not your fault.

Solomon will take you shopping with him when he picks up more alchemy ingredients or other supplies for his experiments. Simeon enjoys visiting the markets and bookstores, and he’ll find excuses to go more often so that you’ll keep him company.

Both of them offer to buy you small trinkets or gifts, spoiling you unashamedly if you let them.

Don't be surprised when they sweep you away on romantic date nights: dinner at your favourite restaurant, coffee and dessert at the café you like, or maybe a movie if there’s something playing that you want to see.

There are a lot of beautiful places in the three realms for you to explore. They always have somewhere new to show you: a museum or an art gallery you've never visited, or something wondrous in nature - anywhere that will distract you from what’s bothering you.

They hope spending your time exploring new places, with them, might inspire you. If not, at least you all have new photos and souvenirs to commemorate your adventures together.

When the weather is nice, expect them to invite you on lots of walks together. Simeon says he wants to practice his photography skills, but it’s really just an excuse. When Solomon makes you laugh at some corny joke he makes, they both stare at how radiant you under the Devildom moonlight.

(Later, Solomon will demand copies of all the photos Simeon takes of you, no matter how blurry or out of focus they are.)

They’ll do anything or go anywhere you want, so long as you’re together.

If you try to thank them later for taking care of you, they'll insist it's not necessary - they love you, and it's only natural to want to take care of you.

INSPIRATION

When you insist that you’ve had enough of a self-care break and want to try working on your art again, their next goal is to try and inspire you.

Simeon might offer his latest manuscript draft for you to read - it wouldn’t be the first time something he’s written has motivated you to create something new and wonderful.

Solomon will ask for your help with his magical experiments - nothing dangerous, of course, but ones that he thinks you’ll enjoy. Some of the spells or potions he uses can be visually stunning, and the way he manipulates magic so easily is truly a sight to behold.

You don’t realize that it’s almost like a competition between Simeon and Solomon to see who inspires you the most.

If you’re going through a particularly nasty creative block, their methods of trying to give you new inspiration - while competing for your attention - can be quite…interesting.

You were sitting with Simeon in the sitting room of Purgatory Hall. He read to you quietly while you rested your head in his lap and stretch out comfortably on the sofa. He stroked your cheek affectionately whenever he paused to turn the page.

It was a relaxing, lazy afternoon and you’re on day twelve of avoiding your art studio like the plague. Luke was at the Demon Lord’s castle with Barbatos, and Solomon was finishing some sort of experiment in his room.

“We should make lunch soon,” Simeon murmured quietly when he finished another chapter.

“One more?” you asked quietly, opening your eyes and smiling at him. The cadence of his voice was so soothing.

“Of course, my love,” he said warmly, leaning down to brush his lips against your brow. He enjoyed these quiet moments with you. He didn’t mind the arrangement he had with Solomon where they both shared your time and affections, but sometimes he craved intimacy with only the two of you.

He started reading again and you closed your eyes so you could let the words draw you into the story. A few minutes later you heard the quiet sound Solomon’s door opening further down the hall. Simeon's voice suddenly broke off into a stuttering cough and it jostled you unpleasantly. You turned your head to see what the problem was, and your cheeks burned at the sight.

Solomon had just walked through the sitting room doorway wearing nothing but a pair of black, tight-fitting boxer briefs. He stopped a few feet away from the sofa and stretched his arms above his head, glancing at you from the corner of his eye.

“See anything you like, darling? Am I inspiring you yet?” he asked nonchalantly. It was hard not to grin when he started striking statuesque poses like some sort of hero about to have his portrait done.

Solomon pouted when you shook your head, even though you told him you appreciated the effort. You admired the view, of course, but his body wasn’t quite enough to tease your artistic drive back into action. It was hard not to stare at him though; his chest, back, and arms were covered in runes and pact marks. You liked to study them sometimes, tracing the patterns on his skin with your fingertips (or your tongue).

Solomon was determined not to give up, and he waggled his eyebrows at you when he leaned against the armchair very dramatically.

Simeon set his book on the coffee table while you hid your bubbling laughter behind your hand. “Oh, go and put your clothes back on,” he told the wizard, pinching the bridge of his nose warily. “Besides, I already tried that earlier today and it didn’t work,” he grumbled under his breath.

While Simeon and Solomon bickered back and forth (something about my body, my choice and the implication that a certain angel might be jealous), you looked at the sorcerer again with a critical eye. You noticed there was something captivating about the way the candlelight danced along Solomon’s skin. The marks he wore almost seemed to come to life, like he was wrapped in metaphorical vines binding him to powers beyond his own.

“Wait,” you said quickly when Solomon finally turned to go back to his room, shoulders slumped in defeat. You sat up and slid off the sofa, kneeling on the floor and patting the carpet in front of you. “Can you lay down for me?”

Solomon's mood flipped in an instant, and he beamed at you as he rushed to do as you asked. He lay down in front of you with a mischievous twinkle in his eye and winked. “Darling, just say the word and I’ll lay down for you anywhere you like.”

“Unbelievable,” Simeon muttered behind you.

You ran your hands over his chest and stomach, noticing the slightly bumpy texture where some of the pact marks overlapped each other. Solomon’s belly was a little ticklish and he kept squirming away from your fingers. You had an idea, but it wouldn’t work like this.

“Here,” you said quietly when you placed your hand on his side and nudged him, “lay on your stomach, okay?”

He rolled over easily, resting his head on his arms and sighing happily. “Are you going to give me a massage? Oh, that sounds lovely, my dear.”

He turned his head and smirked at the sulking angel on the couch, who wore an impressive frown while he crossed his arms over his chest. “Simeon, did you hear that? I’m going to get a massage from our darling.”

You and Simeon both spoke at once.

“This isn’t a massage,” you tried to tell him with a slightly exasperated tone.

“I’ll massage your face with my foot if you don’t stop talking,” Simeon growled.

Solomon wiggled happily on the carpet, ignoring Simeon’s frosty expression and looking at you with such fondness it made your cheeks warm all over again.

Shameless old flirt.

You turned around and patted Simeon’s knee gingerly. “Can you get my markers for me?”

Simeon snapped out of the angry trance he was in and blinked at you in surprise. When he realized what you asked for, he clasped your hand in his and squeezed. This was the first time in over a week since you even wanted to touch your supplies. He didn't want to ruin this for you, even if it meant putting up with certain juvenile sorcerers.

“Of course, I’ll be right back.” He stood up and stepped over Solomon, accidentally kicking his side with his shoe, and went to the spare room where you had your own little studio space.

When Simeon returned, you were straddling Solomon’s thighs and leaning over his back to examine some of his runes more closely. You held out our hand in Simeon’s direction, eyes focused on a clump of pacts and sigils near the base of Solomon’s neck. “Can you pass me the orange marker?”

Simeon looked through your marker kit. There were numerous orange-ish markers inside, but he knew which orange was your favourite - you told him once it reminded you of Asmo’s eyes. He handed it to you and watched curiously when you started colouring the gaps between the overlapping symbols on Solomon’s back.

“This is even better than a massage,” the wizard said with a laugh, delighted that you were feeling creative again. “Am I going to be your next masterpiece?”

“No, but it dawned on me just now that this would look so amazing with more colour,” you told him honestly. Part of you wondered why you never thought of doing this sooner. You sat up and motioned to Simeon to pass you your marker kit so you could find a different colour; you dug through the case with renewed excitement.

Simeon sat across from you on the other side of Solomon’s body and smirked when Solomon's head turned to face him. “How does it feel to be a glorified colouring book?” he asked teasingly. "Next time I should just go to the bookstore and you can keep your clothes on, hm?"

“Now, now, Simeon, jealousy isn’t becoming of an angel—ow!” Solomon exclaimed when Simeon took one of your markers and poked him in the ribs with it to shut him up.

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly, with periods of quiet tranquility interrupted by your two lovers trading half-hearted insults, and you coloured Solomon’s back like it was a blank canvas.

When you finally sat up, Solomon looked transformed; the harsh lines on his back were softened by a kaleidoscope of colour. The very same marks that used to intimidate you before looked enticingly beautiful now - much like the sorcerer himself.

You took some photos with your D.D.D. and showed them to Simeon, who looked at the pictures over your shoulder with a proud, sappy smile on his face. “Everything you make is always stunning, my love.” He nuzzled his nose against your cheek and kissed your forehead, happy to see you in your element once more.

“Hey, I want to see too!” Solomon said impatiently, trying to lift his head and look over his shoulder to examine how you turned his skin into a work of art.

You rubbed his back gently to quiet him, and you glanced at Simeon shyly, drawing your bottom lip between your teeth. “You know, I think I might still have some inspiration left.”

Simeon’s eyes darkened slightly and he didn't waste any time. He rose to his feet, pulling you up by your hand and led you towards his bedroom. He didn’t spare Solomon a single glance.

“Shouldn’t we help him first?” you asked, nodding your head back towards your beloved sorcerer. He was so relaxed on the plush carpet that he didn't even realize both of you were nearly out of the room and walking through Simeon’s bedroom doorway.

“Don’t worry, he can tidy up on his own before he joins us,” Simeon said loudly over his shoulder for Solomon’s benefit.

“That’s very rude of you, Simeon!” Solomon yelled back when he tried to get up, but his legs were tingly with sleep from laying in one position for too long. He managed to pull himself up to his knees, and the last thing he saw was Simeon’s smug grin before the bedroom door slammed shut.

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Obey me x poly reader

I’m poly and i don’t see many poly mc stuff, so, i wanted to make an oneshot with this-

Genre: mostly fluff but it starts off angst

You were in your room walking back and forth about your feelings. You have known you are polyamorous for a long time but, you liking 7 demons, doesn’t happen much so you couldn’t really get what you wanted to do. You laid down on your bed thinking of something you could do, you look through your D.D.D seeing who you could talk about, you needed to talk to at least one of the brothers. Asmo! He’s chill, right? You started texting but ever time you were about to send you would start over, Asmo got tried off seeing you take so long ‘are you trying to confess something to me mc?’ He sends, thinking for a minute you wanted to say this stuff in person ‘can i come to your room, i need to talk’ you send this quickly getting up from bed. ‘Is it something really serious‘ he sends you quickly send an a thumbs up ‘ok dear you can come to my room’. You get up walking out of your room closing the door behind as you and start walking to Asmo’s room. As you nock on the door you give him a sec and then walk in and closes the door behind you, “so, what did you need to talk to me about?” He smiles over to from his sit in front of his mirror. You start thinking about what you will say, you didn’t even notice that you started tearing up until he got up in front of you. “Hey hey, what’s up dear, you can tell me anything that will help you” he says whipping your tears while keeping his hand on your cheek. “I don’t know what to do with these things” you say as you try to stop yourself from crying “can you tell me what these feelings are?” You says looking at you, “while, im polyamorous, and, i have feelings for you and your brothers, it’s just i don’t know how the others will react, cause i want to date you guys…” His eyes windende, he didn’t know what you were going to say but, he didn’t think you would say that. All you hear is “Oh, oh dear.” Before he hugs you, you hug him back. “While, if you want to date us, you should talk to all of us about it, then after we all talk about it, you should one on one talk with me and the others” he said, Asmo rubs your back as he says this. You never heard him be so, so good at being relaship problems, he’s all about Lust, but you listened and slowly nodded. “Is there anything else you need at the moment?” You just shake your head whipping your eyes “thanks for helping me” you said as you smiled at him, smiles back “ok, i gotta go” you walk out of his room quickly.

You go back in your room ‘hey, I need to tell you all something, it’s kinda serious’ you texted the group chat ‘is it something really bad?’ Lucifer said ‘no no, i just need to tell you all something’ you send ‘ok, everyone please go in the living room’ Lucifer texts. You walk into the living room, where everyone is at. Lucifer is sitting down in his chair, Levi, satan, and Asmo are on the couch, mommon was leaning on the arm of the couch, beel and Belphegor were behind the couch, Belphegor leaning on the back on the couch. “Human! You ok? What’s happening?” Mommnon ran over and asked you theses questions, “no no, nothing to big” you say masking sure you don’t worry him to much. “So, what did you need to tell us?” Stana said, as you sighed at this and was thinking of what to say. “Well. I’m, no, ok ok, well, i having feelings for you all and I am polyamorous and i want to be in a relationship with you all!” You mumbled at first but when you got to the point you yelled it and started saying it fast. Everything went so quiet, it was getting so scaring not hearing them say anything. You been looking at the ground this whole time so when you got enough courage you looked at them all to see their faces. Nothing just, stares at you. “But you guys don’t need to if you are uncomfortable with it!” You quickly say feeling like you ruined everything. Asmo noticed and got up from where he was and hugged you. You started crying, didn’t know why the tears came out, just you loved them, you needed want them to dislike you cause of this. “Ok, i need time alone, you guys, can come to my room if you need me bye!” You ran off into your room. You go in your room and lay down thinking of them you get a text from your D.D.D ‘I’m proud of you, I’ll talk with you soon once everyone eles as talken to you, i love you<33’ from Asmo. You smile at least one of them doesn’t hate you as you were about to say something you hear a nock. “Who is it?” You ask “it’s me, Beel” he says from the door “can i come in” he questions “yea, come in” you say. He walks in and sits next to you “I’m sorry that you felt like if you told us that we wouldn hate you” he says right away “i know the others aren’t like that, i, i don’t mind, i never tried this, but, i do know it would make you happy so i want to try” he smiles trying his best to explain his feelings. He was stoped by you hugging him and you kiss his cheek, “thank you” you mumble resign your chin on his shoulder. He hugs back “it’s nothing” you both stayed like this for around an half a hour. Then you hear a knock on your door “can i come in Mc?” Belphegor said from the other side of the door. “Oh sure Beel is in here tho” you say but it seemed like he didn’t care cause he walked in closing door. “So, hm, about what you said” he said rubbing the back of his neck walking his way to you and his twin. “I didn’t like the idea at first but, i get that this is who you are and i really do like you so, I wanna try” he says looking away but at you. “I was so worried you won’t like me anymore” you say as you hug him. “I want to kiss you” you says, after you nod he kisses you. “I love you” he mumbles into your neck hiding his blushing face. Then you get a notification from your D.D.D ‘hey human, come to my room i need to talk with you’ you didn’t even need to go to the app to know who it was Momnon. “Let me guess, Mommnon?” You hear Belphegor says still having his face in your neck by this time Beel is up and right next to you. You nod and they both sigh “you probably should talk to him, he was, he is to quiet and that worries me” beel said smiling at you.

As you walk into his room you see him on his couch in his room and you slowly walked over to him. “So what did you need” you ask “so, you like me right?” He asked you nod trying to think of what he will get too. “Well i like you too but, you know i get jealous easily” he says “I’ll help you in any way so you can feel better when you feel jealous” you say as you grab his hands while smiling. He still didn’t look so sold on the idea but still he wants to date you. “Look if you are uncomfortable i understand-“ “n-no no! I want to be with you i just really like you and this is new so it’s, it’s just hard for me to understand” he says, he finally looks at you, you see that his face is so red from his blush. “I’ll help you understand, I’ll help you ever step of the way” you say getting closer to him. “You promise”he asks you “i promise!” You say “i trust you, i will try” he says, you smile and kiss his cheek. He Truns to you and kisses you fully.

Ok I’m making a part to this is taking longer then I thought-

See yaaa, don’t die and read fanfic<3333

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