#obey me x teen!mc

[boydiisaster]

May I request a teen! Male!reader who just lost his dad x any obey me characters (platonic ofc) I recently found out my dad passed away in a very brutal way and he didn't get to know I'm trans either :(

loss

reader: teenage, male, he/him pronouns

tw/cw: death, suicide implications, cussing

author's note: i'm so sorry to hear that anon! i hope things get better for you soon, and that this story helps, even just a little bit

lucifer

There's a sudden shift in the air before you tell Lucifer the news. He sensed it as soon as you found out; a profound feeling of grief overwhelmed him. Tears began to trickle down his cheeks, and he raised a gloved hand to make sure he was truly crying. This was strange, unprompted, out of the blue. Lucifer didn't know why he was crying, why there felt like a hole was in his chest, but then he remembered. Of course, how could he forget?

His pact with you made his and your emotions almost completely connected. He was usually very good at controlling your shared emotions, though. Whenever you felt angry, he could control his urge to scream. When you were happy, he'd control the want to shake his arms and squeal. When you were nervous, he'd control his instinct to shift and fiddle with something on his person. Why couldn't he control this, too?

"My dear boy," he murmurs, wiping away some stray tears that slip down his face. The sight before Lucifer breaks his heart. You're standing in his now open doorway, your form shaking with silent sobs. Your hands are tightly wrapped around your phone, its screen still illuminated with the text from your [mom/other dad/guardian]. This didn't feel real. You couldn't believe it; you didn't want to believe it.

"I'm sorry," you cry. Your words are barely recognizable between the loud sobs that escape your throat. "I'm so sorry, Lucifer, for coming to you like this. I just, I didn't know who else to tell this to."

Lucifer places a hand on your shoulder. Your phone clatters to the ground as you rush over to hug him. You throw your arms around his waist, bury your face in his chest and scream. It's partially muffled by Lucifer's clothes, but he still catches how defeated it was; how broken and filled with anguish it sounded. All Lucifer can do is hug you back tightly, lovingly, and hope that you understand his intention: to comfort you. To say “It’ll be okay” without disrupting your grieving.

Lucifer begins to rock you side to side, as if he’s holding a baby in his arms. “My dear boy,” he repeats.

All you can do is wail in response, causing the Avatar of Pride to hug you tighter.

asmodeus

The Avatar of Lust thought himself very good at reading people. He’d know exactly what the other person wanted to hear, and he’d say it, even though he probably didn’t mean it. Asmo would spew out compliment after compliment just to get what he wanted, and he never thought it bad. He didn’t know what to say in a situation like this, though.

“MC?” Asmo gently cups your tear-stained cheeks, a remorseful expression adorning his pretty face. He tilts his head to the side, confused. “What’s wrong, my sweet boy?”

You stare up at the demon. He’s blurry. Everything in your vision is blurry. You can barely breath from how badly you were panicking. You would have passed out if it wasn’t for Asmo walking in on your breakdown.

“Asmo,” you whimper. More tears slip down your face and land on Asmo’s thighs, soaking the fabric. He’s kneeling in front of you, his knees between your own.

“Asmo, I...” You sob, closing your eyes. The demon holds your head up while the rest of you goes limp in his grasp. “My dad,” you choke out. “My dad, he....”

“Oh MC,” Asmo whispers. “I’m so sorry.”

You shake your head. “I don’t... I can’t talk. I-I just....”

“Then don’t talk,” Asmo leans back, taking you with him. He holds you close in his grasp as you rest between his thighs. You lay your forehead against the Lust Avatar’s chest and cry. You shake with sobs as Asmo just hums a small, soothing tune.

“Sweet boy,” he whispers. He doesn’t know what to say to help you. He wants to try, but he knows words won’t solve anything.

Oh god what he wouldn’t give to be able to take away all of your pain with just a few words. You were still just a kid in his eyes. A child exposed to something so awful, something even he doesn’t like to think about: mortality.

“MC,” he hums. “Deep breaths.”

You breathe in deeply, then shakily exhale. You laugh, and Asmo never knew a laugh could sound so defeated. “I’m ruining your clothes.”

“I don’t care.” Asmo holds you tighter against him. “You need someone now more than ever, I’m not going to leave just to change into something less expensive.”

You laugh again, shaking your head. A tiny smile manages to grace your lips before you’re back to crying, and Asmo goes back to rocking you side to side, humming as he does.

barbatos

There’s a small knock at the castle door as the Demon Prince’s butler finishes up around the throne room. Barbatos looks up, then outside at the moon that’s high up in the grim Devildom sky. He blinks, then slowly makes his way over to answer the door.

“Who could it be at this hour,” he thinks aloud to himself.

The doors are heavy; anyone not used to the weight would have trouble opening them, but Barbatos shows no signs of struggling. He pulls open the doors with ease and is greeted with a curious sight: you. You, clutching something close to your chest. You, with a blank, emotionless look on your face. You, with no light in your once bright eyes.

"MC?" Barbatos furrows his brow. "It's late, dear. Come inside."

You don't respond. You can't respond. Your voice dies in your throat the second you even think about talking. You nod your head, taking a small step forward. Then, you shake your head furiously. You're so exhausted. You haven't the energy to do anything after the news. It took all your strength to run up here in search of Barbatos. Your body is tired, and your mind is drained. All you want is to ask your question, but hell, you can't even move anymore.

"MC." Barbatos gently grabs your shoulders. He tilts your head upwards to look into your dim eyes and you watch as a brief look of sorrow washes over him.

"Oh MC," he whispers. "Darling boy, I'm so sorry."

You look away, but even that begins to take an immense amount of energy.

"MC, I can't.... You know I can't." Barbatos pulls you close. "When rescuing you from mortality, I broke a lot of rules. I can't do that again."

You go limp in his grasp. Your father's gift that he gave you before you came to the Devildom clatters against the stone steps of Diavolo's castle. You close your eyes as Barbatos holds you tightly in his arms.

"Then can you send me to him?" You finally speak. Your voice is barely above a whisper. "If not I might do it myself. Barbatos, I... I don't know what to do."

"Life is precious, MC." Barbatos's voice is stern, almost angry. It makes you shut your eyes tighter. "Your father wouldn't want that. He'd want to see you flourish."

You don't respond. Barbatos feels like there's a hole in the pit of his stomach. He feels as if he himself has just lost something. He supposes that he did, in a way. He lost whatever part of you that you just lost. Thinking that, he hugs you tighter. So tight that it's almost painful. He's cold, you notice, and you're so warm to him.

His dear boy. His child that he'd do anything for. He can't help but feel guilty about that. He wouldn't do anything for you, he realizes, for he won't even bring your father back, even though he knows it will help you.

"I'm sorry, MC." He repeats.

You say nothing back, but the way you nudge his chin with your head tells him everything.

"I'm so sorry."

#i'm no good with death #i apologize profusely for your loss anon #i never know how to go about death and i worry ppl think my sympathy an act #but even so i really hope i did okay with your request #death tw #suicide tw #cw cussing #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x male reader #obey me x you #barbatos x male reader #lucifer x male reader #asmodeus x male reader #obey me x teen!mc #obey me teen mc #bee's beehive #worker!bee

[solomiracle]

lucifer learning mc's native language so 1) they can grow closer, and 2) he can scold their ass in their native tongue like the mother he is

#im imagining him saying bacha (child in punjabi) to my teen mc to scold her and she nearly has a heart attack #from me #obey me #obey me imagines #imagines #1 #obey me lucifer #lucifer x mc #ish #x mc #obey me lucifer x mc

[beels-burger-babe]

Demon's First Pumpkin

***After all the spookiness it's time for a small relief of fluff! This is actually one of the first Diavolo-centered fics I've written and it's the first Teen MC fic we've had in a while! I hope you all enjoy it 🎃❤️ -B***

Summary: When MC learns that the all mighty Demon Prince Diavolo has never carved a pumpkin in his life, they immediately get to work on amending that fact. Ft. Teen! MC and DiaLuci

"MC, this isn't something that you need to disturb Lord Diavolo with,"

"Wrong. It is spooky season and thus it is an emergency level catastrophe that I must bother Dia with."

The prince in question perked up his head as he heard two of his favourite voices approach his lonely office. He instantly brushed aside the documents he had been working on, and took a quick glance into the reflection of the metal plaque on his desk to adjust his tie and hair.

"Well, we'll just have to see what he thinks!" He heard you smugly shout on the other side of the door before a rhythmic knock rang through his office.

"Come in!" He happily called out as he sat just a little bit straighter in his chair.

He couldn't help but smile as you proudly marched into his office with a tired and slightly irked-looking Lucifer trailing behind you.

"Dia!" He quickly opened his arms, wrapping you up in his large embrace as you charged toward him.

The sound of his hearty laugh filled the room as he spun you around. "MC! It's been awhile since you've visited!"

Lucifer sighed from where he handsomly brooded by the doorway. "My apologies, my lord. I tried to explain to them that you were busy, but they were insistent."

Diavolo smiled as he set you back on your feet. "Must have been a rather important issue then."

You nodded enthusiastically as Lucifer ran a hand down his face. "Yes, it is! There're no pumpkins in the Devildom!"

The prince's eyebrows narrowed as he glanced warily over to Lucifer. "No ... pumpkins?"

"Large orange gourds that humans like mutilate and allow to rot away rather than actually eating them," Lucifer groaned. "It's pointless."

A dramatic gasp came from your mouth as you clutched a hand to your chest. "It is not pointless!" You shouted. "First of all, we call them jack-o-lanterns! Second of all, it's a bonding tradition that we do in the fall with our friends and family and use them as lights and decorations. Plus, it's not all waste! You can always roast the pumpkin seeds and eat those as snacks!"

With every word that you spoke, Diavolo felt his eyes get wider and wider and a flood of childlike wonder, that he always felt towards human culture, fill him.

The same thrill that sparked in his heart the day he came up with the exchange program was now a raging inferno.

"That sounds incredible!" He cheered as he grabbed you by the shoulders — your eyes mirrored the excitement sparkling in his own golden stare. He looked towards his door, where he knew his butler was dutifully working nearby. "Barbatos!" The teal-coloured demon appeared out of nowhere. "I need you to go to the human world and get three of their best pumpkins!"

"I'll see to it, my lord," he was gone as quickly as he arrived.

Lucifer's head whipped around to him, his eyebrows narrowed in suspicion. "Three? Why do you need three?"

"For you, of course!" He flashed the demon his brightest smile. "MC said this is meant to be a bonding experience between friends, and there is no one else I can think of to share this with than you and MC!"

Lucifer glowered at the prince for a moment before a heavy groan came from him. "If that's what you wish, my lord."

Diavolo's heart fluttered with elation as he turned to you. "What else is required for this 'jack-o-lantern' making?"

You leaned against his desk with a sharp grin, "Let me tell you, Dia. It is the best. There's spooky music, candy, and you can even print out stencils to help you with your design if you'd like," you pressed a smug hand to your chest as you lifted your chin. "Personally, I like to freehand," your eyes playfully drifted over to the grumpy Avatar of Sin in the corner, "but there's no shame in needing a little help."

Lucifer stiffened at your words, and Diavolo knew that you had the demon exactly where you wanted him. "Well," he spoke coolly, "We'll just have to see about that."

In no less than an hour, the three of you were in the freshly decorated dining hall with a live orchestra playing only the spookiest of classical music and freshly picked pumpkins sitting in front of you.

You were bouncing with giddiness at the whole thing, and though Lucifer tried to hide, Diavolo could tell that even he was enjoying the atmosphere.

The prince clapped his hands as he looked down at the gourd. "Now, MC! What next? How do we do this?"

Lucifer eyed you carefully as you picked up one of the paring knives on the table and twirled it in your hand. "Now you cut the top off and scoop out its guts!" A twinge of pride ran through his demonic soul at the murderous glee shining on your face.

Dia let out a hearty laugh as he picked up his own knife and stabbed it deep into the top of the pumpkin with a single clean motion. "And you're sure this is a human tradition? It's quite vicious, though that does seem to be the fun of it!" His smile widened as a spray of pumpkin juice flung across his face — It had been too long since he'd been able to fully enjoy a good stabbing.

Lucifer, on the other hand, elegantly picked up his own knife and went to work with the precision of a surgeon. Each cut was done with meticulous care and patience.

You snorted at the look of concentration on his face as you ripped off the top of your own pumpkin.

The demon rose an eyebrow at you, "Do you have an issue with my technique MC?"

You shook your head as you rolled up your sleeve and buried your arm elbow deep into the vegetable. "Nope. You're just slow, old man,"

Diavolo's eyes widened at your action as he looked down at his own pumpkin and quickly mimicked you. He couldn't help but giggle as the stringy, gooey insides of the pumpkin clung to his fingers as he easily ripped from its flesh with a harsh pull — he had greatly underestimated just how fun this would be.

Lucifer's nose wrinkled at the two of you. "If I'm doing this, I am going to be doing this to the highest standard. I want to ensure that the top hole isn't so large that the pumpkin will cave in on itself, but also not so small that it's inconvenient to remove its innards."

Diavolo smirked as he flicked some of the pumpkin on his hands at his right-hand man — Lucifer stiffed as a glob guts stuck to his cheek. "Come on, Lucifer! Loosen up! This is meant to be fun! Let your inner demon run loose and just enjoy it!" he grinned and proudly held up his messy hands.

"Yeah, Luci! This isn't an order or a task. This is just having fun with friends! You remember what that's like, right?" You goaded with a mischievous smirk on your face.

Lucifer grumbled under his breath as he carefully rolled up the sleeves of his silk shirt. The light caught on his blade as he raised it high above his head before passionately driving it down into the gourd.

Dia's breath caught in his throat at the feral fire in Lucifer's crimson eyes as you whooped in victory.

From there, it hadn't taken very long for the three of you to finish preparing your pumpkins for your designs — soon all three of them were empty, and their intestines were now coating the table and your arms.

"Now's the fun part!" You explained as you grabbed three markers from your pocket. "You can carve any design that you'd like into the front of the pumpkin! Traditionally, you're meant to do a spooky face, but really it can be anything you want."

The Demon Prince paused, tilting his head as he looked at the canvas of his pumpkin. He wanted something suiting for the human "spooky season," but also something sentimental. This was his first jack-o-lantern. He didn't want to mess up something that, based on the purely joyful expression on your face, truly meant a lot to you. He wanted it to be special.

He glanced over at Lucifer, as the demon was delicately peeling layers away from the vegetable, and blushed as an idea rushed to his mind.

He uncapped his marker and got to work.

You had finished your jack-o-lantern first — a slightly crooked rendition ... something. It seems Lucifer was correct on the mutilation part.

Lucifer bit back a laugh as you proudly held your pumpkin out in front of you. "And just what is that meant to be?"

You slumped a little as you pouted. "It's meant to be you and your brothers pact symbols! Can't you tell?"

Dia squinted his eyes and tilted his head a little — it still looked like a bunch of random circles, triangles and squiggly lines — but he gave a fake gasp of realization for your sake. "Oh, I see it now!" He lied, like a liar. "This one must be Beelzebub's! Very well done!"

"That's Lucifer's!" You whined as the said demon snorted beside you.

His snort grew into laughter as you punched his side. "No, no! You misunderstand, MC. I'm not laughing at you. My symbol has never looked so good!"

You huffed and set your pumpkin back down on to the table. "Well let's see what you came up with, Mr. Big Shot!"

A glimmer of pure concentrated pride radiated gorgeously off the demon as he smiled, "With pleasure," he turned the pumpkin around and both your's and Diavolo's jaws dropped.

Delicately carved into the pumpkin's flesh, with varying layers of depth, was an intricate rendition of Cerberus with meat dangling off his fangs.

"Show off," you grumbled as the prince continued to gawk.

Lucifer's chuckled as he ruffled your hair, "I don't know what you mean. I was only following your instructions and having fun with it," you pouted as you smacked his hand away. The demon's head turned to Diavolo, oblivious to how the content glow to his skin made goosebumps rise on the back of the prince's neck. "How did yours turn out?"

Diavolo glanced between his own creation and Lucifers. "I wouldn't say it's quite as masterful as your own work, Lucifer, but I think it's rather nice," he turned the pumpkin around and Lucifer's cheeks flushed while you found yourself gawking once more.

For his very first jack-o-lantern, Diavolo had carved two demons. One with leather-like wings and an impressive set of horns framing his face, and the other with raven's wings sprouting behind him and a diamond on his forehead. The two were leaning close together and smiling.

"DIA!" You screamed leaning close to take it in. "That's so cool! Woah! How did you do that?!"

Lucifer cleared his throat as he glanced up at the prince, "Is that ... us?"

Diavolo proudly nodded. "Of course! I wanted something that meant a lot to me but was also scary. And you, Lucifer, are both my most trusted friend and the most terrifying demon I know. I thought it was only fitting."

If Lucifer hadn't been blushing before, his cheeks were now a beautiful shade of red. Diavolo often wished it wasn't so difficult to make the demon flustered like this — whenever the demon's prideful front was cast aside, he never failed to make the prince fall for him all over again (a poetic irony in its own right).

You eyed the two as their stares remained locked on one another — you felt your own cheeks flush at the mere tension in the room. You quickly grabbed the bowl of pumpkin guts resting on the table and awkwardly stood up. "OH LOOK! We have all kinds of left over pumpkin guts! I'm going to um, roast these with Barbatos for a snack! In the kitchen! Away from here! BYE!"

Before either of them had time to blink you were gone in a blur.

Lucifer fondly shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. "Humans. They really are so odd."

Diavolo hummed as he looked back at the monstrosity of a jack-o-lantern that you made. "Endearing though. I quite enjoyed this tradition of theirs."

Silence settled between the two demons as Lucifer carefully picked the remaining pumpkin innards that you had thrown at him off his shirt. "Perhaps," he began without looking at the Prince, "we'll have to do this again next year," Diavolo looked at him, a slow smile began climbing on his face as the demon's warm tone registered within him. "MC clearly needs more practice, and ... I suppose this wasn't so bad," the crimson eyes flickered down to Diavolo's pumpkin once more.

A swarm of butterflies fluttered alongside hope within him — the happiness that was burning within him was one he had seldom experienced before.

A small, stunned laugh bubbled out from within him as he nodded deeply to his closest companion. "As you wish, my dear."

*** Oh it is so nice to have a refreshing break of fluff every now and then 🥰 Thank you all for reading and for the love and support! Please leave a comment, if you can, letting me know what you thought! Your feedback is always appreciated! -B***

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[leviathans-watching]

om m.list ━ brothers (part 1)

[back] | [part 2]

➳ edit 7/11/23: i hit 100 links on here, so everything posted on/after this date will be found in part 2!!

cupping their cheeks

awkward/embarrassing situations they've been in

sleeping/waking up with them (includes dateables)

dancing with them (includes dateables)

how they confess to you

"you were mean to me in my dream" (includes diavolo)

choosing the 'parent' tiktok trend (includes diavolo & barbatos)

chill mc (includes barbatos & simeon)

mc's afraid of bugs

mc doesn't celebrate their birthday (includes dateables)

rejecting them

rejecting them alt version

calling them by a pet name

when they hurt your feelings

coming out as nonbinary

mc w/ braces

seeing you in cute pjs

mc's afraid of needles

reactions to teaching diavolo wap

when you have a nightmare

wanting to cuddle you

teen delinquent!mc

holding their hands

reactions to you crying

comforting you when your dreams are insulted

hardworking mc

sharing their birthdate

sharing their birthdate alt version

calling them your whole world

using their shampoo (includes diavolo & simeon)

how they act on vacation

'losing interest' tiktok prank

defending you from a creep

coming out as ace (includes solomon)

when they're jealous

when they see snow

catching you sleeping

when you have art/writers block

"would you still love me if i were a worm"

waking them up to ask if they're asleep

at your wedding

burned-out mc

'the ick' prank

slow dancing with them

comforting a heartbroken mc

their morning routines

going on a boba date with them

seeing mc all bundled up for the cold

using kisses as leverage

picking them up from the airport

them as seasons

how they give you the ick

touching their horns/tails/etc.

slow learner mc

mc w/ glasses

before you

falling asleep in front of them

valentine’s day with the obey me boys

explaining the dentists to them | part 2

mc on their period

mc isn’t playing therapist

"i didn't want to be here"

you're dating someone?!?!?

mc’s brothers

carving pumpkins with them

nowhere to go for the holidays

mc with type 1 diabetes

when they (try to) surprise you

when they turn into toddlers

having a hard time in the human realm

comforting you after a loss

chaotic/feral mc texts (includes dateables)

photo not loading

adult twins are cringe

pride month?

deleting everyone cute

mc craving sweets during that time of the month

obey me boys as funny tweets | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | pt 5 | (includes dateables)

the brothers at university

pet names they call you (includes dateables)

om characters as wikihow memes (includes dateables)

obey me bros + pinterest nails

“he wants to order”

things not to say when someone comes out (includes dateables)

D&D(evildom) Beyond! - 6.5k, oc!mc

“Leviathan, Abel, what were you doing?” Lucifer prompts, and the two share a look.

“We were playing Dungeons and Dragons,” Leviathan begins slowly, “which, now that I’m looking–”

“–Our opening scene was awfully similar to this,” Abel finishes.

“Wait, are you saying you think we’re in your campaign?” Satan asks, eyes wide, and Leviathan nods.

“I mean, it makes total sense,” he says with budding excitement. “Like, I’m obviously supposed to be a ranger, Abel’s definitely an artificer, and Lucifer’s a total paladin. This is so cool, it’s like my dreams are being brought to life right before my eyes!”

my new neighbors are demons *not clickbait* - 1.3k

I love your writing ❤️❤️❤️

Can I request a shot with MC’s neighbor sort of just moving in and seeing the shenanigans of MC’s life that is the three realms.

Chaotic lessons from Solomon.

Accidentally catching MC using magic through a window they forgot to close.

Talking to Dia and Barbatos and Dia missing all social cues and taking everything literally.

Either be MC x Mammon or platonic with all

But also the brothers as they waltz into MC’s home whenever they are or are not in their home.

I can also see luke and mc bringing this guy extra sweets they baked

I’m sorry, I know this is a lot. I just thought your writing would match this perfectly.

come hell or high water - WIP; fem!reader

“Let’s get one thing straight,” he barks. “I don’t like you, nor do I respect you. This whole program is utterly ridiculous and I fear Prince Diavolo is a fool for suggesting such a thing. You’re just a lowly human, got that? You’ll always be nothing, especially to me, The Great Mammon.”

If he was looking for tears or offense, you were afraid that is not what he’d receive. You’d been playing the court since you were young, so these insults were nothing new to you. Actually, it was almost a relief for him to underestimate you because of your status as a human, and not a woman. Men were so dreadfully pigheaded sometimes, and you were sick and tired of having to play the good girl card, only smiling demurely instead of sharing your mind as you wished.

“Not going to say anything?” Lord Mammon snorts, and you cock your head at him.

“My apologies, Lord Mammon,” you say, “for I had not realized you were done speaking. I’m afraid I wasn’t listening all that closely.” Lord Mammon gapes at you, but you’re not finished. “Furthermore, I don’t know what the women down here are like, but I assure you, a few brash curse words and scowls thrown my way is not enough to scare me.”

(A Regency AU. Sort of)

mc on her period - 1.5k; fem!reader

“MC?” he asks, stepping closer to you. You manage a weak smile though you think it may have come across as a painful grimace. “Are you sick? Why are you huddled on the couch with like-” he pauses, eyes flicking over you, “-five blankets?”

You’re still not super used to any of them, what with you only having been in the Devildom for a few weeks, but you figure there’s no need to mince words. Demons could handle a bit of vaginal bleeding, couldn’t they?

“I’m on my period,” you say, and he winces. Maybe they couldn’t.

Sticks & Stones - 13k

“MC seemed off today, right?” Satan asked, looking at his brothers.

“For sure.” Belphie agreed, and it was quiet for a moment.

“I was going to ask why they were wearing your jacket, Mammon, but now I’m more worried about this,” Leviathan remarked, and Mammon smirked a little, but it was overshadowed by concern for his human.

“To be honest,” Asmo dabbed at his mouth daintily with a napkin. “I’ve been noticing it for a little while now, not just today.”

“As have I.” Lucifer seemed more serious than usual. “It is our duty as MC’s hosts to make sure that their time in the Devildom is satisfactory, and if they’re feeling down, it would be a good idea to know why.”

“Because we’re their hosts,” Mammon mocked. “Lucifer, we’re all worried about them, so ya can admit it too.”

* * *

You had been feeling a little low in terms of yourself, and the brothers decide to remind you if your self worth.

Are We Really Sure Crazy Equals Genius? - 2.5k; fem!reader

anon ask: can i request a obey me fic where female mc is super badass but also kinda crazy? like she has a gun or something idrk? thanks xx

#obey me #obey me game

[loveydovey-leviathan]

(hi im the one that asked abt teen!reader) thanks for ur answer !! :D i’m 17 myself so i didn’t intend to send in anyth w a younger reader haha ^^

my req was that i wanted to ask for hcs w the cast abt how they’d react to (teen) reader fawning over their crush (from the human world LOL), it’s platonic either way so i’m not sure if adding teen here makes a difference.. 🤔

obey me x gn! teen! reader

a/n: -> written as platonic. had a lot of fun doing this request! i feel like the core difference when adding teen to the mix instead of an implied adult reader is that the bros would definitely be more protective. if mc/reader is an adult who has a crush on some random human, then they wouldn't be as scrutinizing of them.

cw: ooc. brothers only (minus satan). a lot of repeating words and sentences

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𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑:

He jokes about seeing his little siblings as babies still, but there is definitely an element of truth to them.

When he first finds out about your little crush, he kind of just shrugs it off. It's normal for people to develop little crushes every now and again.

But he starts getting slightly irritated when he hears you fawning. Despite that, he makes sure to listen to you.

If he worries that it might be getting serious, he makes sure to give you a lecture about what you deserve talk to you.

He isn't going to stop you from having a crush but if he thinks they're not good for you, you'll be hearing from him a lot lol.

If they hurt you in some way, they will be facing... certain repercussions.

If you want to visit them, he is not the brother you should ask because he'll most likely say no unless it's a really dire emergency.

Overall, pretty chill considering how overprotective he is as long as he deems them worthy of someone he cares about.

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍:

He's freaking out.

Definitely the brother who spoils and makes time to hang out with you the most, so when he hears about your crush, he becomes a goddamn investigator.

Keeps asking questions about what they like, what they do in their free time, how much you like them. Once he's finished with the interrogation, he side-eyes you like you just told him you loved rainbow pizza (he finds that shit disgusting).

He's so annoying about your crush, I'm sorry. Whenever you bring them up in a conversation, he makes sure to complain and roll his eyes.

If you want to visit them, he's your go-to big bro. It does not take a lot of convincing to make him teleport you to a hang-out.

But even if he is a little shit about it, he still makes sure to listen carefully when you talk about them and reminds you that they "better be treatin' you right".

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍:

Him and Asmo are the best to talk to about your crush. They WILL listen no matter what.

As long as you listen about his crushes, he's more than happy to listen about yours.

If you're crush is someone you can hang out with and not like a celebrity crush, he lowkey gets kinda jealous 'cuz all of his crushes are either fictional or really popular, so he doesn't get to do that not like he would have the guts to anyway.

Will not put in the effort to help you in visiting them, but he will buy a bunch of equipment so you can talk to them through facetime and gaming (it comes with a pretty heavy price though).

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒:

He's so happy that you have someone to like in that way <3

Your talks last for literal hours into the night. If you're into make-up, nail art or skin care, he'll definitely help you when the two of you gossip.

He has the juiciest details in his relationships and will tell you almost everything, but he won't push you to do the same.

As much as he likes to have fun, he probably gives the most solid advice and encourages you to go for it the most out of the rest of his brothers.

He won't help you visit the human world though. Too much work.

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁:

Is the most nonchalant about the whole thing.

As long as you give him something to eat, he'll listen to you simp.

Isn't really interested in your crush but he makes note of the important things like how they treat you and what they like just in case he meets them.

If they hurt you, he won't do anything rash because he doesn't want to embarrass you, but he'll push you to try and let go.

If he thinks they're nice, he won't really mention asking them out officially and just reckons you'll do it in your own time.

Doesn't give much input and mostly quietly listens, other than a few nods, hums, burps and growls here and there.

He'll help you visit the human world if you give him the right food. If it's not good enough, he won't do much and deems it too much trouble. Lucifer might put him on dinner duty and force him to not "taste-test" the food.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑:

He is the worst listener of all. He does not care in the slightest.

Any time you rant to him about the person you like, he will fall asleep in 2 minutes flat.

The only time he'll put effort into anything that has to do with your crush is when they make you sad. He's lazy as shit but it's for you so he'll attempt to make your crush's life a very big minor inconvenience for a few days as revenge. He'll also try to convince you to join him btw.

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[mammss]

obey me random headcanons

<3 not an anniversary post but when I first started writing on here my first posts were mammon headcanons!!! its only fair after 2 years I include all the brothers 

<3 gn!mc x brothers little bit of diavolo and barbatos 

<3 sfw, crack, fluff

levi 100% has mutuals that he's met online in other games or chatrooms but he met a group of people playing the same game as him and they all clicked so he got added to their group of friends and now they talk 24/7 and they all go to conventions together ofc they’re doing a group cosplay 

when mammon had finally admitted to himself that he had feelings for mc the first thing he did was look up ways to flirt with a human and during his deep dive came across alpha, beta, sigma male videos and now flirts with mc only that way its canon I'm one of the developers 

when lucifer, diavolo, and barbatos get together they talk about the good ol days before the devildom changed like bunch of old people

asmo uses aave but not in a correct way more like how white teens on tiktok use it

lucifer has chuckled at those cringy mom wine quotes and his favorite one is “I was normal three kids ago” 

the brothers were shook to travel back to the human world during the 21st century the last time they all went it was defiantly during the beginning of civilization 

since it’s like kinda canon the devildom takes trends and inspiration from the human world when mc came down they were definitely ahead of the trends

if mc where to ever pick up a side hustle i feel like they could sell old clothes on the devildom version of depop and like imagine mammon is looking on there one day and sees mc selling old clothes 100% mammon buys mc’s clothes why? because he can and loves how they found a way to earn cash responsibly he just overall wants to support them

ok i might make a story out of this headcanon but like imagine it’s pride month and mc is telling lucifer happy pride month and giving him rainbow themed gifts the entire day and he really doesn’t understand until mc takes luci to a pride parade and everything clicks

asmo and y2k aesthetic that’s all i’m gonna say

levi definitely has some favorite human world kpop groups i feel like he’d like the big three (twice, blackpink, red velvet) maybe 4th gen gg 

people always say satan had and emo/rebellious phase but belphie 100% got satan into the emo scene which escalated into a rebellious phase, during this era they bonded so much and creating the anti Lucifer league kinda brought back memories

beel definitely played youth fangol or like youth sports in the celestial realm so when he fell to the devildom and started playing fangol here no way he doesn't coach little demons like they all love him and takes them to team dinners and stuff LIKE IMAGINE OMGGGGG

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[blues824]

obey me brothers comforting teen mc after they accidentally walked in on their parents doing the having s@x

If the request wasn’t enough warning, this is a suggestive topic consisting of the Devil’s Tango. This isn’t smut, though. 

Gender-neutral reader

These scenarios ended up being very short, but I tried something different with the format.

Lucifer would definitely play some records as he talks you through breathing correctly. He will be kneeling down in front of you as he gently wipes the tears from your eyes. If you didn’t have the ‘talk’ yet, he figures now would be the time to tell you. You are in the Devildom surrounded by demons, after all.

He would make you a meal or bring some snacks to prepare for a very uncomfortable conversation between the two of you. He will answer any questions you may have, and will tell you that you are not at the age to do anything like that yet.

Mammon feels so bad for you. Your innocent mind has been corrupted. All his efforts in preserving it were ruined. He will dry any tears running down your face and he will hand you a box of tissues. He will place you on his bed as he pulls up a chair next to you.

If you have any questions, older brother Mammon will be there to answer them. Sure, it’s a bit uncomfortable for him, but he’d rather tell you than you finding out personally. If you don’t want to talk about it, he will offer to take you on a drive to get your mind off of that situation. You both could even stop somewhere and get some food!

Leviathan feels traumatized for you. He doesn’t really know how to comfort you, so he puts his headphones over your ears and puts on an anime to distract you. He will even give you limited-time access to his secret stash of snacks.

He doesn’t know what it’s like to walk in on your parents ‘wrestling’ (Levi, you don’t have parents), so he doesn’t know how to handle this situation. In his mind, he is in full panic mode. However, when he sees you drifting off to sleep, he lets out a sigh of relief.

Satan will ask if you wanted to talk about it or if you wanted to be distracted from it. If you choose the former option, he will have you sit on his bed as he sits himself in his armchair as you both discuss the birds and the bees.

If you choose the latter option, he will have you lay down on his bed as he uses a gentle voice to read to you. You have recently been making your way through Alice Through the Looking Glass (a classic, in my opinion), so Satan will take you on a journey through Wonderland to take your mind off of what just happened.

Asmodeus feels sorry for you. No child should have to go through that, so he will wipe the tears from your eyes and pull you into his arms. He may be the Avatar of Lust, but even he draws the line somewhere. Your parents should have waited until you were out of the house.

He will sit you down in the chair in front of his vanity as he does your makeup over again. You are free to ask him any questions, but he won’t complain if you’d rather not talk about it. As long as you feel alright after a bit, he doesn’t care.

Beelzebub is totally disgusted at your parents. The audacity they have to not make sure you were out of the house before they got down and dirty. He will take you to his and Belphie’s room to comfort you and give you a ton of snacks.

If you want to talk about it, he is all ears. He will answer the questions you have to the best of his ability, but it will be kind of awkward. If you want to just forget about it, he doesn’t blame you. He will just bring you to the kitchen where you can both distract each other while making food.

Belphegor is also really disgusted at your parents. Sure, he killed you before, but you were alright in the end. This kind of thing leaves scars of trauma in one’s mind. He will gently wipe your tears away as he consoles you.

He would prefer not to talk about it, and he will use his powers to get you to fall asleep. He will even influence your dream to make it really weird so that you forget the entire ordeal with your parents. If you remember a dream where you saw a bunch of flamingos getting sturdy, no you don’t.

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[leviathism]

Omg Hi this is my first time requesting something but there's this lil challenge goin around on TikTok which is called the Rosalia challenge and it's when someone chews gum or pretends to obnoxiously chew gum and looks up and down then roll their eyes at someone I was wondering if you could write a GN teen Mc doing the challenge as a joke towards the brothers and the new Dateables if you want I just thought this would be a funny idea😭😊

obey me x gender neutral reader

Lucifer is livid but he hides it well. You are just a teenager and all teenagers must go through this phase of disrespect… But if you do it again, you’re being tied to the chandelier next to his younger brother. It does not matter if you try and say it’s TikTok challenge. He doesn’t know what that is. He does not tolerate teenagers.

Mammon knows it immediately and recruits you to do it with him to Lucifer immediately. You are both imprisoned for your crimes.

Leviathan cries in his room, hurt and overthinking it. You will need to apologize and get him an action figurine to be granted full forgiveness. You must also promise to never do a prank like that again. He is not the one you should ever do that to. Being judged by a teenager is his worst fear after all.

Satan is angry and confronts you immediately, asking if you have a problem. You can clearly see the frustration with how his eyebrow twitches and his lip curls. He calms down considerably when you tell him it’s a challenge but he’s still a little angry. He’ll be back to normal in an hour or two.

Asmodeus is irritated and plans to get revenge for days. Days. He puts color dye in your shampoo and dyes it some ungodly color that would never suit you. He only feels a little bad when you tell him it’s just a TikTok trend. He offers to help fix your hair as an apology (and also so he doesn’t have to look at it anymore).

Beelzebub just thinks you’re mad at him or something and becomes guilty. “I’m sorry if I ate something of yours again,” he said, looking for your forgiveness while looking like a kicked puppy.

“Again?”

Belphegor flicks you in the face, hard. He does not feel any remorse when you say it’s a trend. In fact, he dares you to do it again and see what happens, “you pathetic teenage human runt.”

Mephistopheles is hurt and appalled. Speechless, even. Has no idea what to say so he just turns and leaves. You won’t see him for another week if you don’t text him and explain.

Raphael doesn’t care. He doesn’t know your name either to be honest.

With Thirteen, you end up trapped on the ceiling of the school in a loose rope net. Demons came to stare and paid for tickets as if you were an animal at the zoo. She kind of reminds you of Lucifer in that moment as you stare down at the brothers, weepy and asking for help. You had been up there for hours.

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[lancermylove]

Teen MC 34: Influenced by the Internet (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon Bros x gn!Reader, platonic

Warning: Language

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Could I request Obey Me headcanons for a teen mc who's being groomed on the internet? I know this sounds like and odd topic but something I feel is really prevalent is the stuff that teens these days do online and the lack of intervention from adults. Teens just shouldn't be dating online and it's so sad to see how their manipulated.

A/N: Anon, I can't agree with you more. It's sad to see how kids/teens are exploited without realizing it. I know you said you meant both the formal definition and internet trend, but writing for the formal definition of grooming is disturbing for me. I honestly can't even fathom how sick-minded people can be. I will treat your request as MC closely following different internet/trends.

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Lucifer heard you crying and asked what happened? He was worried they were injured or someone had said something to them.

But he wasn't expecting MC to say their nose was too big, their skin had textures, and their figure was not on trend.

"I need surgery to make my nose smaller...and stop eating and exercise more. Is there a way to get rid of skin texture? Maybe I should ask -"

"(Y/n), you are fine as you are. Would you kindly stop belittling yourself?" Lucifer sat down beside you and squeezed your hand between his hands. "You may not believe me, but you are perfect. Your nose suits your face. Your skin texture adds to your beauty. Your body is beautiful. There is no need to follow trends. Follow what makes you content, not to suit the unnecessary standards of insecure people."

Lucifer never understood trends but didn't bother to stop Asmo. Now, though, seeing you following the same trends bothers him much more than he wants to admit. Lucifer refuses to let you look down on yourself - your beautiful self.

Mammon raised an eyebrow and pressed an ear to your door. What were you watching? Why did it sound like...oh hell nah.

He kicked open your door and ran straight for you, not giving you enough time to react. He stared at your screen in horror.

"(Y/n)...why are ya watchin' things meant for adults? How did you learn 'bout this?"

You rolled your eyes and told him you were already a teenager, which meant you were practically an adult. "Besides, everyone my age is watching stuff like this all the time."

"Well, you ain't everyone. (Y/n), you're different than 'em...so don't go around comparin' yourself to 'em," Mammon sighed and shut the laptop but not before exiting the rated site. "You ain't gotta do what others do - you've your own mind and thoughts...you're your own individual. I'm not tryin' to lecture ya or anythin', but (y/n), enjoy the innocent times while ya still have 'em. 'Cause when ya get older, you're goin' to wish you were back to these times...so enjoy it while ya still can, y'know."

Mammon set your laptop in front of you and met your eyes, "Also, I ain't gonna tell Lucifer 'bout this, but if you go onto these kinds of sites again, I'm gonna tell him."

Levi went to get a glass of water in the kitchen, but as he passed your room, he heard you say, "So in today's video, I will hang myself from this noose and see how long I can stay."

He ran into your room, only to find you standing on a small stool pretending to hang from the noose. What were you doing?

A few days later, he found you in the woods with torn clothes and muddy makeup, making a video about how poor you were. He was confused but didn't think much.

Nothing made sense to him until he found your social media account. Were you doing all this for clout? Were you lying to your audience just to get likes and views?

Levi almost brushed it aside as you were trying to make it on social media, but then he saw the comments. Most of the comments were criticizing the demon brothers for not taking care of you.

It finally clicked. For the past two weeks, he and his brothers got hateful looks and nasty glares whenever they went outside. No one knew what was happening, not even Lucifer. He brought this up to Diavolo, but even the prince was clueless.

"(Y/n), can you stop?" Levi was nervous about confronting you alone but had to get answers.

"Stop what?"

"Making posts for clout. Did you s-see the comments? Everyone is looking down on us..."

"Who cares what they say? Just ignore them! My videos are getting so popular. Did you see how many likes and comments I got on my last video?"

Were likes and comments the only things that mattered to you? You were destroying their reputation and hurting them as well. They worked hard to build their reputation in Devildom, but that didn't matter to you, did it?

Levi quietly dragged his feet out of your room. He needed to tell his brothers before things got worst, but you will get mad at him. Why did he have to be the one to find out the reason the truth?

"You fckng b*tch."

Satan stared at you with wide eyes. Since when did you start using such language?

"Your outfit is just like your face. Ugly."

That was uncalled for. He watched the poor lady you criticized walk away with tears in her eyes. Where did the (y/n) he knew go, and who was this new person?

'You are such a bad actor. No one likes you, and your movies are horrible. Find a bridge and jump off.' Satan watched over your shoulder as you posted that comment on the actor's recent post.

Okay, this was crossing the line. Day in and out, he heard you using cuss words, trolling people online, and roasting everyone around you, including his brothers.

"(Y/n), what enjoyment do you get from hurting others?"

"Hurting? What are you talking about?"

"You just told the actor to take his life..." Satan furrowed his brows.

"I don't have anything against the actor. This is just how people talk today - it's on trend."

"And the day you told the lady her outfit was ugly like her face?"

"She asked for my opinion, so I roasted her."

"And when you cuss others out?" He curiously asked.

"It's cool to use cuss words," you laughed.

So that was it, huh? You were hurting others and demeaning them because it was trendy and to seem cool. Did you forget people had feelings? Your words had the power to hurt them? What if the actor actually listened to your comments and jumped off the bridge then what?

Satan massaged his temples as he felt a headache coming on. He had to figure out how to teach you an unforgettable lesson, so you would stop following useless and mean trends.

Asmo was all about being charming, cute, and seductive when needed, especially when it came to his social media posts. There's nothing wrong with giving your followers a little fan service. But what you were doing was unacceptable, even for him.

"Why are you doing this, (y/n)?" He asked uncomfortably.

"What? The thirst traps? I'm adding a little oomph for my followers. What's wrong with that?"

"You are not an adult...and there are creeps out there who might be misusing your content..."

"That's not my problem. I am following my heart, and there's nothing wrong with that," you huffed. "Why do you care anyways?"

"I do care. About you and your well-being...at least wait until you are a legal adult."

"Don't lecture me, Mom. I'm done talking about this."

Asmo watched you stomp out of his room while biting down on his lower lip - your behavior almost had him in tears. He needed to talk to his brothers about this.

"No, I don't want to eat that..."

"Are you feeling okay?" Beel asked, concerned. "Your...taste has changed, and you're a picky eater...did something happen?"

"No. Oh, Beel! Let's go to that cafe."

Even at the cafe, you were more interested in taking photos of the food than eating it. Beel watched you in confusion but brushed it aside until you took one bite of the sandwich and winced. Despite not enjoying the taste, you continued to eat it.

"Why are you forcing yourself to eat something you don't like? I can finish it for you..."

You shook your head, "This sandwich is trending on social media, so I have to eat it."

Your words made no sense to him. Why were you eating something you disliked just to follow a trend? Your food choice should be based on your liking, not what social media tells you to eat. "(Y/n), are you only eating trending food?"

"Yup! I want to feel included."

Beel sighed. That was far from healthy. He wondered if Solomon's cooking became a trend tomorrow, would you still eat it?

Belphie was asleep on your shoulder and woke to find you texting someone.

You were a little too friendly, but he assumed you were talking to your close friend. Then you switched to a different chat and were just as friendly.

"(Y/n)...who are you talking to? Your friends...?"

"Nope. They are strangers?"

He sat straight up and stared at you with wide eyes. "Haven't you heard of stranger danger?"

"That's stupid."

"But (y/n)...you are giving out personal information..."

"You are overthinking."

"No, (y/n)," Belphie sighed, "That's not okay. People aren't as nice as you think. They might try to take advantage of you..."

"Belphie, I know what I'm doing. OMG! Stop lecturing me."

After that response, Belphie didn't say anything and excused himself. He half wanted you to learn your lesson the hard way but didn't want you to have permanent scars.

He plans to talk to his brothers later to figure out how to scare you to get you to understand the possible consequences of your actions.

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[belphegorspillow]

Obey Me! Harry Potter Au [1/?]|

Mc x Obey me Brothers + Dateables + Non-Dateables [minus luke] MC referred with Mx. and They/them Pronouns! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mini note: This is a short[ish] story. Also for easiness sake: Lucifer , Diavolo, Barbatos, Mephisto, Simeon- 4th years Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Thirteen, Raphael - 3rd years Asmodeus, Beelzbub, Belphie - 2nd Year Solomon, Mc, Luke - First Years Putting everyone around about the same year [though Luci is still oldest, Belphie youngest, ect] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Mc would find a letter in their letter box as owls surrounded their family home. As they picked up the letter they would look at the back and the front before tearing the top open.

'Dear Mx [Last Name],

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress'

Mc would stare at the letter confused before going inside. "Mama! Mom! I got a weird letter!"

. . .

That was the day you learnt your Mom was a witch - your other Mom was definitely surprised at that news as well. You would learn a lot about yourself that day. Your Mom assumed you wouldn't make it as you are a muggle - adopted into their family. Your biological parents were unknown - so no one really knew your heritage - the conversation left at that.

You would find yourself entering inside of a placed called "The Leaky Cauldron" before going to the back and entering inside of a street hidden by a wall.

"Woah..." Mc's eyes darted from place to place - seeing how students would wonder around the area. "It's been so long since I've come here." Your Mom sighed and smiled. "I remember my first time visiting here." Your Mama huffed. "I still can't believe you kept it from me dear." Your Mom grinned and smiled. "I forgot." "You forgot?! How"

Your Mom sighed and looked at Mc. "You can go ahead towards Ollivander's to get a wand, your Mama and I are going to collect your text books." Your Ma handed over a small purse of money. "It's your money to buy something nice for school. We will get everything else for you. Have fun exploring." Your Mom would drag away your Mama who was rambling about how she was still salty her wife had been keeping the secret!

A small sigh left you as you started to wander around each location. Your eyes watched as the children would chatter about a new broom stick that came out or talk about how they got a bad jelly bean.

Mc pushed opened the door to Ollivander's before someone shouted. "Watch out!" Mc ducked as some books were flung across the room.

Mc glanced up to see 2 teens standing inside. One was older than the smaller one who was looking scared as he held onto the wand. "That one won't do." The shop keeper hummed as he took the wand away to put away.

"Sorry!" The younger boy squeaked as he looked horrified. The older one just laughed a bit. "Sorry, you are not hurt are you?" Mc shook their head a bit and looked at the place that was stocked fill of different wands.

"Are you also here to get a wand?" Mc looks at the older male. "Yeah I am..." The male smiled a bit. "Luke here, is also getting his. Though I think he is scared after that event." He laughed a bit, getting the younger boy - Luke - to puff up. "Simeon! Don't make fun! I almost hurt someone!"

Simeon ruffled the blonde male's hair and hummed. "It's not the worst I've seen happen. I destroyed almost a whole shelf of wands the first attempt I did."

Simeon looked back at you. "Apologies. We didn't introduce ourselves. My name is Simeon. This is Luke." Simeon jestered over to the smaller male. "I'm a 4th year in Hogwarts." "I'm a first year." Mc looked at the two.

"I'm a first year too." Mc smiled a bit. "It's nice to meet you. My name is Mc."

Simeon smiled. "Well, I wish you a good stay at Hogwarts. We'll be seeing each other around. Hopefully. Another one of our friends is starting his year at Hogwarts too. And I'm sure that the rest of our friends will be happy to meet you."

As the gentleman behind the counter came over and handed another wand to Luke to try, he nervously looked at Simeon, who nods his head and smiled.

Luke took a deep breath and flicked the wand, luckily it didn't destroy anything this time. "Thats it. The perfect wand for you." The gentleman smiled as Luke's eyes lit up a bit. As the two were finishing up, Simeon gave a last wave before leaving with Luke, who was excitedly talking about getting his new wand.

"Hello there..." The gentleman at the counter greeted you. "Shall we find you your perfect wand?"

Mc nods their head. As The male grabbed the first wand, you would flick it - causing a plant pot to break instantly, causing you to place the wand back down.

"No the wand clearly..." The male hummed as he continued to search before taking another wand. "Try this one."

Mc would pick it up and flicks it, causing various wands to fall off of the shelf. "Not it..." As the male continued to look. He started to chat with Mc a bit.

"So what brought you to go to Hogwarts?" Mc looked at the gentleman. "Well, I didn't know my Mom was a witch, and I'm not related to her or my other Mama... So I'm going to figure out what I want to do while I'm at Hogwarts... Find my own path."

The gentleman hums as he soon looked at a certain box and pulled it off of the shelf. "Why not try this one. A phoenix core, Flexible, 12 inches, Yew Wood..." He listed off the attributes before handing the wand off to Mc, who flicked it - surprising nothing bad happened.

"The perfect wand." The gentleman smiled as he took the wand and placed it into the box again and pushes it over to Mc, who took it and thanked him. "Hope you enjoy your time at Hogwarts and find out what you want to do."

Mc would continue their journey before entering inside of a store where they were selling school uniforms and different clothing items.

"Asmo, are you going to take much longer." A white haired male called out as the guy beside him was playing on a handheld console - he didn't seem to care about what was going on around him.

"Beauty takes time! I need to find the best thing to wear for my first day as a second year!"

Mc would just walk past over to the stall where the lady in front would help Mc with getting their uniform.

As they were fitting on the outfit - they chose to get a scarf as well to complete the outfit. "I'm gonna come and drag ya out of there!" As Mc left the room, they would head out before bumping into someone, slamming into their chest.

Mc looked up to be faced with the white hair male from before. Mc apologized quickly - before hearing grumbling from the white hair "Ya better be sorry."

Mc continued down and paid for the clothing and headed out quickly.

They would continue on their way through the street and stopped in front of a window to see a broomstick on that students earlier were whispering about.

"Beel, Lucifer won't be happy if you break another broom..." A male yawned a bit as he left with a taller orange hair male.

"Yeah, I know... We should go and check out the stalls. One of them were selling things from Hogsmeade." The Orange hair male commented as he held a broomstick over his shoulder. "Let's go Belphie." "Alright Beel..."

The shorter male with dark blue hair and white highlights hummed as he followed the orange hair out to one of the stalls.

They would continue to roam around before stopping at a shop with magical creatures of Owls, Toads and Cats...

"For the last time Satan, I am not letting you get a cat." Mc poked their head around the corner to find a blond hair male holding onto a black cat and glaring at the black-haired male who was crossing his arms.

"Levi got to bring a goldfish! Even though the school didn't say that he could! Why can't I get a cat?! It was even allowed in the rules!"

"You know why Satan." the black-haired male sighed as he went to try and get the cat from Satan's arms, who pulled away glaring at him. It was getting more intense, and Mc didn't know what to do so they just...

"I think you should let him get the cat..." The two males looked towards Mc who felt like they were shrinking under the glaring gaze of the taller one.

"What did you say." The black-haired male's voice deepened as he went closer to Mc.

Before Mc could speak, the blonde hair male started to speak. "They agree with me. I can get a cat."

"You are not going to disobey me Satan. Some opinion from a half-blooded witch/wizard doesn't matter." For some reason what he said irked you. You glared a bit at the black-haired male.

"Half-blooded wizard/witch? Excuse me. I'm not halfblooded or whatever you said!" The black-haired male went up to you and glared down at you, you could feel yourself sinking and shaking at his gaze.

"What are you then? Full blooded? I would have heard if there were more full-blooded witches and wizards going to Hogwarts. Both of your parents aren't Witches and Wizards are they." Mc opened their mouth but what they said came out as a stutter.

"W-well... I don't know..." "You don't know?" Mc shook their head.

The black-haired male seemed to piece some things together before standing up. "You are the mud blood student that Diavolo mentioned." The male's face seemed to change to disgust for a moment as he dusted his hands on his jacket. "I don't have time for you. Satan. We are going. And you are not getting a cat."

Mc watched as he left - dragging the blonde hair male behind him - leaving the black cat with white paws behind....

Mc only realized how scared they were as they couldn't see clearly.

"Mc! Honey! We got everything." You looked to see your mothers coming over with bags filled with different items. "You look like you got your wand." Your Mom grinned as she took the box. "Ah, its almost like mine! I had Unicorn core, and it was inflexible...and Hazel wood... okay maybe not the same..."

Mc nods their head a bit as their eyes glance at the black-haired male and the blonde hair male walking off in the distance.

"Something wrong dear?" Mc looked at their Mama before shaking their head.

"No... nothing is wrong... But...can I get a cat?" . . . A few weeks would pass before you would find yourself heading through a wall between platform 3 and 4 to find the train to Hogwarts.

Your mother would kiss you goodbye while your Mama squeezes you into a hug, not letting you go.

"Mama, I need to go." Mc huffed a bit before their Mama let go and smiled a bit. "I can't believe my baby is growing up into a... wizard/witch?"

"Yeah... a Witch/Wizard..." Mc smiled a bit and picked up their bag. They would look at the black cat inside of carrier and smiled a bit.

"Come on Mittens, lets start our first school year. Together."

Mc would head off towards the entrance, handing over the ticket to the conductor before looking for an empty stall. There was an empty room which they put their bags under the seat with the cat carrier next to them. They took a deep breath and looked out the window where they could see their mothers waving towards them. Mc blushes a bit out of embarrassment but waved back a bit.

"Excuse me." Mc jumped a bit to see two males waiting at the door. The taller one grinned a bit. "Do you mind if we join you?" Mc shook their head.

"Feel free to... Um.." "Diavolo." The red head smiled and jestered over to the male next to him. "Barbatos."

"Mc." Mc smiled a bit. Diavolo took a moment before his eyes lit up as he sat down across from Mc, with Barbatos sitting next to him.

"You're the new Muggle Wizard/Witch!" Mc looks at Diavolo.

"Um...yes? I think I am?" Barbatos cleared his throat.

"Muggle means you don't have wizard or witch parents." Mc nods their head, thanking Barbatos for the explanation. "My Mom is a witch, though I'm adopted..."

"You are the first Muggle Wizard/Witch that has been allowed inside of Hogwarts. The Past before this year, only allowed those who are half-blooded or Pure-Blooded witches and wizards"

The first...Muggle wizard\witch? You stared down at your hands.

" I hope you're excited to see Hogwarts." Diavolo smiled "You will make a great wizard\witch Mc."

Mc smiled weakly. "Thank you Diavolo..."

Soon a tram filled with sweets went by - which got stopped by Diavolo who bought a bunch of sweets for himself.

"Mc, feel free to take as much as you want. Take it as my welcome to Hogwarts for you."

The door to the tram soon opened to reveal a magenta haired male standing there. He wore an outfit with green colouring on it - unlike Diavolo who had red "There you are! I've been looking for you. I've been wanting to ask you to tell me who is the Muggle student-" Soon the male noticed Mc sitting across from Diavolo.

"Mephistopheles." Diavolo smiled at the male. "I want you to meet Mc, our new Muggle Wizard/witch."

"Hi...I'm Mc." Mc smiled a bit as they played with the bottom of their uniform.

For the rest of the ride, you were being questioned by the new presence of Mephisto.

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You would stand in a group of new students as you waited outside of the great hall. "Mc?" A voice called and you turned to see a familiar blonde who you had met while getting your wand.

"Luke. Hey." Mc smiled a bit as they looked at Luke, who smiled back a bit. "How are you."

"I'm a bit nervous. I want to be in Hufflepuff with Simeon...but I can't decide that..." "Hufflepuff?" Mc tilted their head a bit. Which Luke nods his head. "Yeah, what house do you want to be in?"

"Well...I don't know...I don't know any-"

"Who are you talking to Chihuahua?" A teasing voice came from behind.

"I'm not a Chihuahua!" A huff came from Luke as he looked at a new male who entered the conversation. The white-haired male looked to see Mc and smiled.

"Mc, right? I've heard about you from Simeon." Mc looked at the new guy and they nodded their head. "My name is Solomon. I'm a first year too. You are the Muggle Witch/Wizard."

"Muggle...witch/wizard?" Luke looked at Mc. "I thought Hogwarts didn't allow Muggles?"

"There was some sort of exception this year. If you want to know more, you can ask Diavolo." Luke shook his head.

"I'm not talking to Any Gryffindor or Slytherin or Ravenclaw!" Luke huffed. "And some Hufflepuffs! Only gonna talk to You, Simeon, Raphael and Mc. Especially not the brothers.

Before you could ask questions, a new person entered the room. Professor McGonagall told everyone to quiet down as she would explain to everyone the different houses and roles.

As the group started to enter the building. Mc was shocked by seeing the floating candles above them before their eyes looked over at the different tables.

The first-person Mc saw was Diavolo who was waving towards them. Mc smiled a bit and waved slightly before noticing a familiar black-haired male beside him, his red eyes seemed to notice Mc and he watched them as they were walking with the group.

Mc would see sitting at the table behind was a group with yellow coloured uniform.

Simeon was sitting there, and he smiled a bit, Mc noticed Luke looking at Simeon and waving slightly. Though a familiar group of people who Mc met on their adventure were at the same table. The white hair who they bumped into while getting their uniform plus the guy on his console who was seemingly grumpy about something. One stood out which was the orange haired male who was looking over at the table on the other side of the room.

Mc would look at the table with Blue on their uniform. A familiar blonde cat lover was sitting at the table. While at the final table, Mc noticed Barbatos with green on his uniform and beside him sat a sleeping male with white and blue hair while a white-grey haired male was nearby who seemingly was looking at Luke as he was walking with Mc and Solomon. The final two at the table that stood out to Mc was a champagne-haired male looking at a mirror trying to fix the scarf around his neck and a girl with pink and blue hair seeming glaring at Solomon who was grinning and waving at her.

"Do you know her?" Mc asks softly to Solomon who nods his head. "Let's just say we have some history together."

Soon standing in front and Professor McGonagall was talking. "Welcome to Hogwarts. Before the Welcome Feast, we must sort all first-year students into their proper houses." As she explained how it worked, people were being called up.

As Luke sat on the chair he closed his eyes, crossing his fingers in hoping to get which one he wants. "Hufflepuff!" Luke cheered to himself a bit before getting off the stool. Once his uniform changed colours, he found his way over to Simeon, who welcomed him with open arms.

As a few more went. Solomon sat on the stool, as the hat was placed, he would wait before it shouted out. "Ravenclaw!" He would change into blue robes and find his way to a seat next to the blonde who looked up from his book to greet Solomon.

"[Last Name] MC." McGonagall called out. Mc would find themselves heading up and settling on their seat.

As Mc looked at the groups of students at each table, they closed their eyes and waited for what house they would be in.

"You are in..."

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Fun fact: The Headmaster isn't Dumbledore as it will be the Demon Lord [I ran out of characters so I'm using most of the Harry Potter characters for those I can't replace]

Longest thing i've written WOOO

#Obey me! #Harry Potter au #obey me harry potter au #obey me #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #om lucifer #om x mc #om x reader #om #omswd #om! #obey me beelzebub #obey me mc #obey me barbatos #obey me belphegor x reader #obey me x mc belphie #obey me levi x mc #obey me lucifer x mc #obswd #harry potter au obey me #om harry potter au

[mcx7demonbros]

Obey Me Masterlist, the Second of Its Name

Ok, so We kinda give up on rearrange Our old masterlist, so We decide that We want to make a new one :P

(In case you’re wondering, Our old masterlist and writings will still be there.)

Masterlist the First

UPDATE: 29.08.23 (dd.mm.yy)

Lucifer - 🦚|Mammon - 🦅|Leviathan - 🐍|Satan - 🦄|Asmodeus - 🦂|Beelzebub - 🪰|Belphegor - 🐮|Diavolo - 🐯|Barbatos - 🦇|Luke - 🐶|Simeon - 🕊️|Solomon - 🐺|Mephistopheles - 🐴|

A) My OCs

MCs - Klein | Angelo | Elias

Non-MC - Helios | Lucius |

B) Masterlists for some old series

Teen/Child!MC

Pact series

Damnation series

Nonsense Masterlist

Food Series

C) Headcanons

MC is a Monarch who established a new dynasty [🦚🐯🐴]

When They Stub Their Toes [Brothers]

How They Make Their Monsters Grow [Brothers + 🐺]

The Royal Cult [🐯]

D) One-shot Fics

Last Act of Mercy (Ft. Father)

No Dinner For You - 🦚

Don’t Read NoSleep Too Much - 🦚

A Simple Lie - 🦚

Fools’ Day - 🦚

A Ruined Date - 🦚

ABC Word Chain - 🦚

An Unfortunate Thief - 🐮

Stair Fall - (Brothers x Poly!MC)

E) Theories

We will return to the future alone

This masterlist may not look so good because it’s created on mobile. Sorry for that 🙇‍♂️

Kinda use @sparkbeast20 ‘s masterlist as reference, and the banner also belongs to her.

#obey me #omswd #obey me masterlist #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me x reader

[lightvsdark18]

Obey Me! Headcanons #2

Lucifer was a helicopter mother. Because of what happened to his family, he did everything he could for them, especially for Satan who was mentally an infant at the time. Lucifer often spoiled and doted on him, becoming the little demon's favorite person when he was a child. However, in Satan's teen years he realized Lucifer was too much and smothered him non-stop, not really giving him any freedom. Satan confronted him about it and was basically told, "Mother knows best."

Adrianasunderworld, I agree with the statement. Lucifer will know what the Anti-Lucifer League is going to do when they discuss it through text.

Because the Mc was living in the Devildom for a year, their vision gained the ability to see better during the night. However, they had to wear sunglasses and keep their home dark from light sensitivity.

In the angel era, Lucifer's hair was to his shoulder blades and had a third eye on his forehead. Mammon had present Belphie length hair, Asmo had shoulder length hair, and Belphie had present Mammon length hair with both eyes being shown.

There's no doorbell and since it's a mansion magic was placed on the front doors for when someone knocks on it whoever is closest to it will hear the knock. (If someone knocks on the front door when the brothers are in the dining room, they all will hear it.)

It's a struggle to find clothes in the Devildom for humans and angels, but it's the same for the demons as well in the human world. To find your size in the Devildom is by minusing 4 to your normal size, therefore, adding 4 to the brothers' size will make their human world size which would be an extra large or two X, maybe even a three X.

Mammon, Levi and Asmo were raised by someone else when they were kids. In their teen years is when they met Lucifer and were taken under his wing. The twins and Lilith were adopted by him when they were kids.

Solomon is both intrigue and terrified of Raphael from the fact the angel likes the dubious food Solomon makes. He has taken it as challenge to make the food worse to get the reaction he wants from Raphael.

The Celestial Realm is three hours behind the Human World, meaning it was 10am in the Celestial Realm at the beginning of the game.

The demons can summon their horns and wings/tail without being in full demon form from we have seen in the Devil Day cards and the Summer Festival with Beel and Belphie.

To be honest, Lucifer has photos of all of his brothers in his desk drawer, not just the Mc. And probably has some in his wallet too.

Angel blood looks like liquid gold and Demon blood is black. Fallen Angels has black blood with a golden shine.

Because Asmo is big on skin care, he's the best person to go to for skin health. I had a heat rash on the side of my chest one time and if I went to Asmo he would check over it, tell me what is it and how to treat it. If you tell him to be serious and you're embarrassed/concerned about what you're showing him, he would be serious and comfort you if needed.

Mammon has a secret bag in his room full of things that are shiny and will fight anyone who dares to touch it.

Simeon has a family photo of him, the brothers and Lilith in his room in the Celestial Realm and has the picture facing down, not daring to look at it. He also a picture of him and Lilith, but his face is burn out.

The twins have a matching tattoo on the side of their chest (Beel's right and Belphie's left). It's a mint green star with a cursive "L" in the middle.

Barbatos's tail is split into two because it was sliced down the middle during a battle and healed as a twin tail.

Beel pretends to be naive and innocent, he knows what was going on. In "Rub That Lamp" event, Beel knew what Asmo meant and pretended to not understand because it was his way of saying, "what the hell is wrong with you?"

Belphie has a small box under his bed that contains pictures of things Lilith would have liked: jewelry, clothes, accessories, food, animals, etc.

#obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me diavolo #obey me lilith

[twiceasfrustrating]

May I please ask for a scenario with poly demon brothers in learning a bunch succubi are bullying Mc please

Rating: Teen and Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: GN/M

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Relationships: MC x Lucifer/Satan/Asmodeus

Characters: Lucifer, Satan, Asmodeus, GN!MC

Additional Tags: Bullying (bad movie level), Slut shaming (MC insults the succubi internally), low-key dark implications (let the demons be demons), implied violence, poly!MC, GN!MC, kissing, debatably yandere

A/N: ….I like demons being demons. It makes me happy.

Word Count: 664

"Sorry, I didn't see you there," she sneers as she looks down on you after having 'bumped' into you. She has purple hair that's so pigmented that it looks like it would wash off on your hand if you touched it.

"Hmm? Are you talking to someone?" another one, sharp green eyes, asks with a song-like lilt in their voice.

"Oh, you know, I spilled some food on the floor so I feel bad for wasting it." 

As if you would touch her nasty whore ass with a ten foot pole.

"You're so nice. I would have just thrown it away and moved on." Purple hair laughed and you wanted to punch them.

"I think it's better to leave it. Maybe a cute lavabird will come along and enjoy the treat."

They both snickered and you felt hot rage flood your thoughts. You would smack both of them around if it weren't for the fact you were acting as an ambassador for the Human Realm. You were supposed to set a good example for humankind… but you really wanted to be a bad one right now.

It was fine. It's not like they ruined your stuff or left a mark on you… this time.

You waited silently with your head down, knowing they would get bored if you did nothing. It sucked to be so passive though. If you bit your lip and gritted your teeth, it would be a little more bearable. Whatever it took not to cause problems for everyone…

"May I ask what's happening here?"

The atmosphere around you suddenly felt much heavier. It was an oppressive pressure that made your muscles ache and your nerves tremble. You knew this feeling well, maybe not as much recently but it had been commonplace once upon a time.

"Personally, I think it's obvious." Again, you knew that oppressive feeling, though it was different than the first. This one was more violent and significantly less patient.

"Maybe, but I think we should let my cute little succubi try to explain their way out of this~" That aura wasn't crushing, more like drowning in honey.

You couldn't lift your head. Even though all that anger wasn't focused on you, it was still weighing you down.

The sound of shoes clicking against the hard ground came closer. "Well? My brother has kindly offered you an opportunity to justify yourselves before I pass down judgement."

You closed your eyes, feeling sick from being surrounded by so much power and just wanting to escape.

"Th-they fell down. It was an accident."

"So every other time was an accident too? The scratches and bruises? The many notebooks and pens they've had to replace? The tears in their clothing? Is that the story you're going with?"

It felt like you were going to choke.

Then you felt a hand on your cheek, pulling your attention toward them until you were locking gazes with the most gorgeous orange eyes you'd ever seen.

"Oh, Darling… Focus only on me for now." He leaned forward and captured your lips with his own and you were drowning once again.

Everything that wasn't him fell away. He pulled you in and refused to let you go for even a moment. Even if you wanted to pull away from him, you don't think you could. You had to stay exactly where he wanted you until he decided to let you go. That was your only choice.

You couldn't hear the screaming in the background or the sound of bones being crushed along with flesh ripped apart like cheap tissue paper. He averted your gaze from the sight of blood soaked claws and fangs. You were drowning in honey specifically so you weren't crushed by endless anger.

It was a very public display, one you didn't have to see but everyone else should. Let it be a warning to them all. No one should touch their beloved human; not unless they wanted to be the next example.

#obey me #obey me fanfic #mine #request #house of lamentation #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie

[devildom-drabbles]

Oh hey! I absolutely ADORE your writing style… you get the pros and cons of each character down so so well it’s amazing and yet still manage to keep it sweet and fluffy! On that note… please, if you don’t mind, a one shot on Belphie and MC snuggling playfully? But Belphie actually has a reason to stay awake! Thank you in advance!~

Thank you for your kind feedback on my writing! 😊  Aww, I’m always a sucker for snuggle fics. I hope you like how this turned out! Thanks for the prompt!

(PLEASE NOTE: Requests are still CLOSED. I’m just answering some that I had in my inbox before I stopped accepting them.)

Story - Your Warmth

Characters/Ship: Belphegor x MC Word Count: ~1.4k Warnings: None, just fluff

“Belphie!” MC exclaimed to the demon beside them.  “You’re dozing off again!”

The Avatar of Sloth’s eyes snapped open at the reminder, only to return to a half-lidded state two seconds later.  He adjusted his position on the large blanket he and MC had placed on the grass in hopes of waking himself up more.  A yawn found its way up his throat when he expressed his thanks to the human who had remained attentive to him ever since they both came outside that evening.

“At this rate, you’re going to fall asleep before the meteor shower starts,” MC remarked bluntly.  As they sat up, the additional fluffy blanket that they had brought along to keep them warm slipped down to their thighs.  “Maybe we should wait inside until it’s closer to the time it’s supposed to start?”

“No, I don’t want to risk the chance of us missing it,” Belphegor protested while tugging at their sleeve.  “Just lay back down with me.”

“Why?” they questioned, despite the fact that they were already obeying his wish.  They poked his cheek and resumed in a teasing tone, “So that I can nudge you awake another thirty times before we see a single meteor?”

“Hey, come on, it hasn’t even been thirty times,” Belphegor argued as he gently pushed their hand away from his face.

“But we’re getting close.”

“Well, we’re not going to get any closer because I’m going to stay awake.  It’s your first time seeing a meteor shower in the Devildom, and I want to enjoy it with you.”  Belphegor wrapped his arms around the human and rested his forehead against theirs.  He closed his eyes, his smile serene while he declared, “I’d choose this experience with you over sleep any day.”

“Belphie...” MC spoke above a whisper, his words making their heart flutter.

A soft breeze blew over them, rustling the trees and other plant life around them to fill the momentary silence.  Then, MC noticed that Belphegor’s breathing sounded a bit deeper than before.

“Belphie!!” the human chided, shaking his shoulder.  “Seriously?!”

The Avatar of Sloth quickly blinked his eyes open.  “Mm?  Huh?  What is it?”

“Nine.  Teen.”

The gears in Belphegor’s groggy mind forced themselves to turn.  “...Nineteen isn’t that close to thirty,” he pointed out.  “But anyway, I wasn’t asleep this time.  I was just resting.”  He tucked his head beneath MC’s chin.  “It’s your fault that you’re so relaxing to be with.”

“Well, it’s going to be your fault if you sleep through the meteor shower,” MC asserted, “because I might not be nice enough to wake you up next time.”

“Fine, fine.  What do you think I should do to keep myself awake then?”

MC hummed in thought while their fingers absentmindedly toyed with the ends of his hair.  “You could...run a lap around the house?”

“You do realize that’s going to make me feel more exhausted, right?”

“OK, then why don’t you just stand while we wait?”

“No way,” Belphegor replied as he shook his head, his hair tickling lightly at MC’s neck.  “Still too much effort.”

“What about at least sitting up?”

“Nuh-uh.  Not happening.”

MC huffed at his stubborn attitude.  “If you won’t move at all, then I’ll just take the blanket off of us.  Maybe the cold air will do you some good.”

Belphegor groaned at the idea, assuming that his vocal protest would be enough to make MC consider another idea.  However, the human went ahead with their plan anyway by kicking the blanket off the two of them.  Keeping a firm grip around MC’s torso with one arm, Belphegor stretched his free arm out as far as he could toward his feet and frantically searched for any part of the blanket to grab onto.  Unfortunately, he hadn’t reacted fast enough, and the blanket was now completely out of his reach, half-folded over in a lump at the bottom end of the blanket they were already lying on.  His annoyed grumble was cut short by a chilly gust of wind blowing across his body.

“All right,” Belphegor began through chattering teeth, “now you’ve done it.”  Belphegor turned onto his back with MC in tow, swinging them up onto his chest and tangling their legs with his to leave them trapped there.

MC squirmed within the demon’s tight embrace, unable to budge even in the slightest.  “B-Belphie, let me go!” they demanded, their behavior stemming from shock and confusion rather than frustration.

“Nope, you brought this upon yourself,” he stated with a smug grin.  “If I can’t have a regular blanket, then I’m making you my replacement.”  

Ignoring the human’s fidgeting, Belphegor’s hand slowly caressed over MC’s upper back, appreciating the softness of the clothing they chose to wear that evening.  Soon enough, MC ceased their struggle and relaxed in his hold, allowing him to use his other hand to coax their head onto his shoulder. 

“Mm, so cozy...” Belphegor murmured, basking in their familiar comforting scent and body heat.  “You might become a permanent replacement, actually.”

MC quietly laughed through their nose at his declaration.  “Thanks, but I think you’d be better off with a real blanket.”

“I don’t know...  A real blanket doesn’t have built-in handwarmers.”

“Handwarmers?  What are you—”  MC yelped at the abrupt feeling of cold fingers pressing against their bare back after sneaking underneath their shirt.  “You jerk!!” they shouted as they attempted to swat the culprit’s hands away.

“That’s not nice,” the demon replied, putting on an innocent act.  “I’m just trying to warm myself up since somebody kicked away our blanket.  Don’t you see how cold I’ve gotten?”

“OK, yeah, but now I’m getting cold!”

“Ugh, what a noisy blanket.  I think I’ve changed my mind about you.”

MC sighed in relief when Belphegor removed his hands from their skin.  Just when they thought he had returned to cuddling them, he rolled over to swap both of their positions without any warning.  The body heat that he left behind gradually seeped through the back of their clothes, relieving them of the chilly sensation that lingered there.  They watched the demon quizzically as he nestled his head against their chest and smiled in contentment.

“Yup, just as I thought,” Belphegor remarked, the sound of the human’s beating heart echoing in his ear.  “You make a much better pillow, MC.  But you’re not too bad as a blanket either.”

MC rolled their eyes in response, but they could neither hide the amusement that tugged at their lips nor suppress the desire to card their fingers through his hair.  “Whatever you say, Belphie,” they conceded, noticing him melt further into their chest the longer they stroked his head.  “But, if I’m your pillow now, then what are you going to do about not having a blanket?”

“Eh, I don’t really need it anymore,” Belphegor admitted.  “You keep me warm enough just by being close to me like this.”  He lifted his head up to gaze into their eyes, and a faint blush dusted his cheeks while he inquired, “What about you?  Do you feel the same way with me?”

It was now MC’s turn to blush as his question sunk in.  “I do,” they confessed.  They paused for a moment and then added, “Well, except when you put your frozen hands on me.”

The demon chuckled at the comment.  “Fair enough.”

Before anything else could be said, Belphegor spotted a streak of light reflecting within MC’s eyes.  “Was that...?”

The duo directed their attention above to witness the first few meteors illuminate the dark sky.

“Heh, see?  I told you I’d stay awake until the meteor shower started,” the Avatar of Sloth declared.  “Aren’t you proud of me, MC?  You really ought to praise me.”

“Oh, please,” MC scoffed playfully.  “If it weren’t for me, you definitely would’ve passed out a while ago.”

“Aw, come on, that’s not...entirely true.  Give me a little credit.”

The two of them continued to banter for a short time before finally settling down to immerse themselves in the breathtaking display in the sky.  The fluffy extra blanket remained forgotten as the demon and human found all the warmth and comfort they needed that night in each other’s arms.

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Clan of Three (Book 2) Chapter Eighteen

Father Figure! Mandalorian/Din Djarin x Teen! Reader

Chapter Eighteen: The Return

Summary: Mando, (Y/N), and Grogu are reunited. Of course, it's in the middle of the fight.

Mouse Note: I think it's important that MC really hasn't changed and runs straight into a fight.

            R2-D2 landed Luke’s X-wing at Peli’s hangar as (Y/N) directed, and the ship opened up. Peli, obviously worried some New Republic officers were coming to mess with business, ran out with her droids to see who it was (and chase any problems off).

            “Hello, officer!” said Peli jovially. “I filed for my New Republic certification seal just as you were landing. Quite a coincidence, if you ask me!”

            “Relax, Peli,” said (Y/N), popping up from the seat with Grogu in their lap. “No one’s investigating you!”

            A delighted grin appeared on her face. “Well, look who it is! (Y/N) and the kid!”

            “His name’s Grogu,” said (Y/N).

            “Grogu? What a name for the womp rat,” said Peli fondly as (Y/N) and Grogu got down from the X-wing. “Well, well, well, how long has it been? A year? What’re you doing here?”

            “We’re looking for Mando,” said (Y/N).

            “He’s on a job in Mos Espa, I think,” said Peli.

            “Will you take us?” asked (Y/N).

            “Why not? I owe you and the Mandalorian enough, and I still might be able to squeeze some cash for bringing his kids back,” said Peli, already counting the possible cash. “Alright, droids! Get the cart going!”

            (Y/N) snorted. Things were going back to normal already.

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            Things are really back to normal, thought (Y/N). As soon as Peli, Grogu, and they had arrived in Mos Espa, the sounds of shouts and blaster fire were a loud clamor in the air. There was a battle going on. (Y/N) grinned.

            “Watch Grogu,” said (Y/N).

            “Huh?” Peli turned around. “What?”

            (Y/N) leapt up out of the cart, disappearing across the rooftops of Mos Espa. If there was danger, they wanted to face it (and hopefully find Mando). Plus, they felt their instincts come to life. They were back where they belonged.

            “Hey!” cried Peli. She huffed. “Looks like it’s just you and me finding your dad, kiddo. Come on, droid, keep going!”

            The droid obeyed quickly, and the cart lurched around the corner. All was silent in the road until suddenly the very Mandalorian they were looking for ran around a corner towards them.

            “Mando! Ha! We found you!” said Peli. “I got a surprise for you!”

            “Turn around!” cried Mando.

            “What?” cried Peli over the sounds of shouts and blaster fire.

            “Turn around!” repeated Mando.

            “I can’t hear you!” said Peli.

            Her eyes widened as a Scorponek annihilator droid, energy field and all, turned the corner and began shooting at them as Mando fired back to no avail.

            “Turn around!” shouted Peli to the droid pulling her cart. She screamed as the droid sharply turned, and Mando jumped onto the back of the cart to escape the Scorponek.

            “Can this thing go any faster?!” cried Mando.

            “Go faster, you bucket of bolts!” ordered Peli, throwing a wrench at the droid, and it went faster. “Hey, Mando!” said Peli over the whipping wind. “Look who’s here!” She unfolded a blanket to reveal Grogu.

            “What?” Mando’s breath hitched as he saw Grogu, and he felt a wave of happiness as seeing his kid fly through him. “Hey, what are you doing here?” Grogu jumped up into his arms. “Oh!” He hugged Grogu. “Okay little guy. I missed you, too. Hey, and you got the shirt. Nice. Where’s (Y/N)?” He frowned beneath his helmet. Wait… “Where the hell is my other kid?!”

            “Uh…” Peli coughed and was about to respond that she’d lost them when the Scorponek landed a shot.

            The droid dragging them fell, and the cart flipped, throwing all three into the air. Mando pulled Grogu close as he landed, protecting the kid from harm. He turned over with Peli, and the pair shot at the approaching Scorponek, hurrying to get up. As Peli and Mando backed into an alcove, a figure leapt onto the Scorponek from the roofs.

            Mando’s heart simultaneously stopped and leapt to life. It was (Y/N)! He was torn between pure joy at having his kid and pure fear at them already throwing themself into danger. He hadn’t missed the stress of worrying for them.

            On (Y/N)’s part, they drove their gleaming dagger into the wires and cables around the Scorponek’s blaster arm. The arm began to glitch, and (Y/N) pushed their hand down, using the Force to push at the mechanical piece. The arm snapped off and collapsed to the ground with a resounding thud as the energy shield surrounding the Scorponek deactivated. (Y/N) toppled to the ground, and Mando, pushing Grogu into Peli’s arms, rushed out to catch them. He pulled them close and drew his blaster as he faced the Scorponek. Mando would protect (Y/N). He had just gotten them back.

            As the Scorponek turned on them, Grogu waddled out, raised a hand, and pulled a bolt from the Scorponek. The droid, now on its last legs as one leg fell apart, collapsed, unable to even stand. Mando pulled (Y/N) back as it attempted to pull itself up, but Boba Fett, riding a rancor, landed on the Scorponek. ((Y/N) had gotten filled in with some of the politics of Tatooine from Peli. The mechanic didn’t care about much but the bounty hunter taking over Mos Espa had been the talk of the town as the power structure changed). The rancor roared and smashed a fist into the working arm of the Scorponek. At Boba’s direction, it continued to rip the droid apart until it fell, deactivated.

            “Do it,” commanded Boba.

            The rancor roared and ripped the Scorponek in two. Boba didn’t rest on his laurels and turned the rancor away to return to the rest of the battle and the other Scorponek still functioning. That left Peli, Grogu, Mando, and (Y/N) on their own.

            (Y/N) turned to Mando as they stood and brushed the sand and dust from their shirt. They looked at him awkwardly. “Hi.”

            Mando pulled them into another hug. “I missed you, Ad’ika.”

            (Y/N) held Mando tighter, pushing back the tears threatening to fall. “I missed you, too, Buir.”

            “Hey! Save the tender moment! We’re still under attack!” shouted Peli, hoisting her gun and running off towards the fight.

            (Y/N) and Mando drew apart, and Mando picked up Grogu and tossed a blaster to (Y/N). “Are you ready?”

            (Y/N) grinned. They were back with their buir and ready to fight alongside him. “When am I not ready for a fight?” Of course they were ready.

            The group ran off through Mos Espa, weapons drawn and ready for enemies around every corner. As they found the rest of their allies ((Y/N) decided that whoever was shooting at the same people Mando did were on their side), they fired at the standing opponents as Boba and the rancor ripped into the remaining Scorponek.

            “Keep them on their heels!” shouted Mando, spurring the allies on. “They’re on the run!”

            (Y/N) was right by his side, firing and felling the enemies trying to make an escape to fight another day. They were ending this today. (Y/N) leapt up onto the rooftops to shoot from the high ground again, hitting anyone trying to run at Mando and Grogu. The rancor roared and threw the scraps of the Scorponek away. Boba and the rancor took down the last mercenaries.

            A bounty hunter with blue skin emerged from the shadows and shot the rancor, knocking Boba down. (Y/N) narrowed their eyes and ducked down. They suspected the bounty hunter was a better shot than them, and they weren’t looking to get shot, so they just watched as Boba and the hunter faced off. Behind the hunters, the rancor climbed up on top of several buildings and roared, angry at being harmed (Luckily, not the same roofs as (Y/N)). Boba and the bounty hunter faced each other, each holding their blasters at their sides.

            “Clear out and take your hoodlum gang with you,” ordered Boba.

            “I’ve known you for a long time, Boba,” said the hunter. “One thing I can’t figure. What’s your angle?”

            “This is my city,” said Boba. “These are my people. I will not abandon them.”

            “Like the Tuskens,” jeered the bounty hunter.

            “Don’t toy with me,” said Boba. “I’m not a little boy any longer, and you are an old man.”

            “I’m still faster than you,” hissed the hunter.

            “That may be, but I have armor,” said Boba.

            “Let’s find out,” said the hunter.

            They drew their weapons and fired. Boba fell from the hit to his armor, but he was alive.

            “Now’s about the time you jet off to your bacta tank,” sneered the bounty hunter, approaching Boba as he rolled to his feet.

            “This is my city!” Boba jumped up and fired his flamethrower.

            The bounty hunter rolled to the side and shot Boba down again.

            “You gave it a shot,” said the bounty hunter. “You tried to go straight. But you’ve got your father’s blood pumping through your veins. You’re a killer.” He kicked Boba’s side. “This isn’t the first time I beat you out on a job.” He ground his foot down on Boba’s wrist and crouched. “There’s no shame in it.” He ripped the helmet from Boba’s head before standing back up to sneer down at Boba. “Consider this my final lesson. Look out for yourself. Anything else is weakness.” He raised a blaster to Boba’s face.

            In a single swift motion, Boba grabbed a Tusken spear, knocked the blue-skinned bounty hunter down, and hit the blaster from his hand. He stood over the hunter again.

            “I knew you were a killer,” spat the hunter again.

            He attempted to fire a flamethrower at Boba, but Boba redirected the arm and stabbed down on the hunter’s chest. The battle was over. (Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief before jumping down from the roof to find Mando and Grogu.

            “Are you guys okay?” asked (Y/N), looking between them.

            “Are you, Verd’ika?” asked Mando, reaching out to them.

            Before anything else, however, the rancor roared from atop the roof, and their group dodged the falling debris. It was on a rampage. Boba’s group drew their blasters and shot at it as it broke a building apart, and the rancor responded by throwing a speeder at them. They ducked and narrowly avoided being crushed. Unfortunately, the rancor was even angrier.

            “You’re scaring it!” shouted (Y/N).

            Mando ran out in front of the group. “Put your blasters down! Stop shooting!” They were only making the situation worse.

            The rancor roared and climbed the tower behind it, glaring down at them.

            Mando turned to (Y/N) and handed Grogu to them. “Keep him safe.” He handed the little metal lever top to Grogu. “Here. Hang on to this.” He looked at both his adike. “It’s gonna be okay.”

            He started his jetpack and flew up into the air towards the rancor. Mando landed on the back and grabbed the reigns to haul the rancor back, but it roared and grabbed him tightly. It threw him down onto another roof, and (Y/N) and Grogu gasped in worry. The rancor slammed its fist down and knocked Mando through the roof to the floor below.

            “Buir!” cried (Y/N) as the rancor picked him up again.

            Mando fired his flamethrower into the rancor’s open mouth, and it threw him to the floor in anger. It roared and jumped down after him. (Y/N) made a split-second decision and allowed their instincts, the Force, the Way, whatever it was to them, to guide them.

            They ran between the rancor and Mando.

            It growled at them and lowered its fanged mouth towards them. (Y/N) took a deep breath and faced it. It growled once more, but (Y/N) didn’t flinch. They simply gazed back at the rancor, unfazed and unafraid. The rancor roared, and (Y/N) just blinked. Gently, they raised a hand, extending it towards the rancor. It was a hurt animal, just like the cattle (Y/N) had worked with back on Ushti. They could extend the same respect they had given those animals to this one. It was as afraid, angry, and injured as anyone else in this battle. (Y/N) would let the rancor see they understood.

            The rancor paused as (Y/N) allowed the Force to flow from them to it. It could feel (Y/N)’s calm. It seemed to take a deep breath as (Y/N) gazed at it, their hand still firmly extended. They closed their eyes, and the rancor followed suit.

            Rest. You did your part, thought (Y/N).

            As if bidden by their request, the rancor was lulled into slumber. Calm returned to the street as the rancor was calmed. (Y/N) released a breath and let their hand drop.

            Mando watched them carefully as they took a step closer. Already, their fighting was more advanced than it had been a year ago. But that with the rancor? That was the Force stuff Ahsoka had. (Y/N) had grown stronger, and Mando was proud. His ad’ika had grown into a fine warrior, and more than that, they were a better person. They knew when fighting was not necessary. So although it was a shock to see (Y/N)’s abilities in action, Mando’s pride in his ad’ika was overwhelmingly present.

            (Y/N) turned back to Mando and smiled. Mando hoped they knew he was smiling back. That was his verd’ika, his ad’ika. They were back.

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            “Thank you for your assistance,” said Boba, shaking Mando and then (Y/N)’s hand. “Mos Espa owes you a debt.”

            “Consider us even for helping me with the Empire,” said Mando.

            (Y/N) nodded. “Thank you,” they said, finally having a chance to thank Boba and Fennec for helping Mando get to Moff Gideon’s cruiser to free (Y/N) and Grogu. They glanced between Boba and Fennec. “Really.”

            “Safe travels, and if you ever want a job, Mos Espa would welcome you,” said Fennec to Mando and (Y/N).

            Mando nodded. “We’ll see you around.”

            Boba Fett nodded in farewell as he and Fennec turned and left. It was just Grogu, (Y/N), and Mando again. (Y/N) removed the blaster from their belt and held it out to Mando.

            “Keep it,” said Mando.

            “Like I should keep the dagger?” asked (Y/N).

            Mando paused and looked at them. “Do you like it? I was hoping it was alright to make it still Ushti since your parents gave it to you, but I didn’t want to infringe on your relationship with them—”

            “I love it,” said (Y/N). “It’s exactly what I needed.”

            Mando relaxed in relief. “I’m glad. I wanted you to have something from me. That way even if we never saw each other again, you could remember me.”

            (Y/N) shifted, nervous at the vulnerability they were about to show. “I…I missed you. I always wanted to be back here with you.”

            “Really?” asked Mando, voice hoarse. Grogu cooed in agreement, and Mando’s heart swelled as he realized his kids never wanted to leave him and never forgot him.

            “Yeah,” said (Y/N), their brows creased in embarrassment as they were honest about their feelings.

            “I’m happy you’re back, Ad’ika. You and Grogu,” said Mando, holding Grogu closer and drawing (Y/N) in.

            They wrapped their arms around him and smiled into his armor. “I’m happy I’m back, Buir.”

            Buir. Ad’ika. Father and Child. Their Clan of Three was back together.

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Just think. Yandere platonic Obey me x secretly a spider-person teen!reader(MC) x Yandere platonic spidervers. Just teen MC!reader just hanging out doing hero work with the other spider-teens but then a portal opens and teen MC!reader gets dragged to hell and wants nothing to do with the demon brothers or anyone and wants to go home. Miguel is freaking the fuck out! Like where is his child!

Miguel wants his damn child back! Teen MC!Reader wants their dad again and the demon brothers are being dicks by not letting them go home!

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