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angxlofvenus · 10 months

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Hii! I saw your requests were open and I thought I'd give you a hc/fic idea:

The brothers (or whoever you'd like to write for) reacting to Mc using their shampoo/ soap in the shower for whatever reason ^^

I hope this makes sense to you lol, anyways I hope you're having a wonderful day/night, don't push yourself too hard, and drink water!! You can also take any creative liberties you seem fit, or if you decide you don't want to write it I won't be offended ^^

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Thank you so much for the request!! This is absolutely adorable, I hope everything is to your liking, Have a great rest of your day/night !! Genre: fluff Ship: Reader x brothers + Diavolo (individual headcanons) TW: clingy demons, minimal cussing, no use of readers' pronouns, second-person pov

When You Use Their Shampoo

Stepping into the shower, You were greeted with the nice hot/cool water raining from above, Going to start your routine, You reached for your shampoo bottle only to find it empty! Looking around you spotted his shampoo and conditioner, surely he wouldn’t mind… right?

Lucifer

100% smells it on you no matter how little you used

Won’t tease you in public but as soon as ya’ll are alone? Ho ho, he’ll never shut up about it

Smug, the definition of smug

You had to go and inflate the ego of The Lord of Pride even more

Very possessive afterwards

Congrats, You know have a scary guard dog demon!

Mammon

He probably wouldn’t even really notice at first

He’d probably compliment how good you smell, Then would slowly realize…

Great, Now he's yelling gibberish while his face slowly gets redder and redder

“You’re gonna give me a heart attack, don’t do that to me!” But will become very clingy

If you say his shampoo smells good, he may lose his mind.

“Well of course ya wanted to smell Like the great Mammon!”

Levi

Poor awkward nerd

He never saw this coming

I think he would realize you used his shampoo but won’t say anything

Flustered to the max

You have broken him

Levi.404 has stopped working, please reset.

After like the third day, You’re gonna have to bring it up

Secretly really likes it, Won’t tell you that though

Satan

I think he is very picky about scents so he knows as soon as you walk into the room

A little bit of a tease, asking if you were trying out a new shampoo

Smug 2.0

He would tease you a little bit around the others but not bad

He would flood you with compliments, You using his shampoo would make him very lovey-dovey

Expect him to ask for ya’ll to just use the same stuff from now on

Asmo

Oh honey, he knows.

He knew before you even got out of the shower.

But that doesn't mean he's any less excited!

Better plug your ears because he will let out the loudest squeal known to mankind

Seriously, Lucifer may come and check on ya’ll helicopter mom

Asks what you do and don’t like about it

He just wants you to feel as fantastic as he does when using it

Everyone will know you used his shampoo, He brings it up in every conversation

Would also 100% ask you to use his bath products 24/7

Beel

Now Beel has never been really into insane products like Asmo or Luci

So he may not really recognize it at first

If you decide to tell him, This man will become a happy demon puddle

He’ll give you a big smile and tell you you’re free to use any of his stuff at anytime

We don’t deserve Beel

Will bury his face into your hair and just stay there

Takes you out to Hell’s kitchen that night just because he loves you so much

Belphie

Oh this little shit

Tease! He won’t quit bragging!!

Smug 3.0

Such a brat about it too, He won’t let anybody near you, Well of course he’d let Beel, but who wouldn't?

He has practically locked you up in the attic with him

Why go outside when ya’ll can cuddle?

Diavolo

Has really expensive products

He may even have a custom scent

If so, He’ll know instantly that you’ve used his shampoo

He’ll bring it up with a large grin on his face

When you confirm his suspicions, he’ll just laugh

He’s so happy ya’ll are close enough to share things like that, You have no idea!

He may make a sly comment to Barbatos or Lucifer just because he’s a little possessive

Will follow you around like a lost puppy, Now Barbatos is mad at you because even less of his work is done

He can’t help it! He just loves you!

Will be the third on my list to offer ya’ll to just share bath products

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mammonsbby · 2 years

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Descent

A/N: I really loved writing this one! Please reblog if you enjoy! <3 Warnings: Angst, sad angel, kissing in the rain Pairing: Simeon x GN!MC Words: 3581 ✨My Masterlist✨

Just as soon as your professor dismisses class, you pull out your DDD. You’re supposed to meet up with a certain angel today. You’ve been spending quite a bit of time together recently. And you couldn’t be more thrilled. He’s such a sweet person and you’re glad to call him your friend. He radiates warmth and love and… Well, you suppose that’s just what angels do–

Your eyes bulge out of your head when you see your most recent message. You stifle a laugh behind your hand. He can’t possibly mean what you think he does; you can’t wait to find out what this translates to. You double check what it says and grab your bag, laughing as you walk to your meeting place.

—

“I just don’t understand,” Simeon starts, a crease forming on his forehead. “Why were the emojis I sent… inappropriate?”

“Simeon, a lot of people use the eggplant emoji to mean…” You glance around the mostly-empty hallway, and rise up on your toes to whisper in his ear. As soon as you’re finished explaining, his cheeks darken and his eyes are wider than you thought possible. He’s too cute for this world, you think as he raises a gloved hand to cover his mouth.

“So, you see now why I was sort of confused. Right?” You ask, a dusting of pink on your own face.

“Oh dear, MC. I– I apologize.” Simeon cringes, realizing what he’d accidentally done. He could die of embarrassment.

You laugh and pat the technologically clueless angel’s arm. He’s so special. Kind, smart, funny. But, despite being thousands of years old, somehow naive at times. “It’s okay. I knew you didn’t mean it like that.”

“Do any other symbols have secret meanings?” He asks, a scared look in his eyes. You stand next to him as he scrolls through his emoji keyboard and point out the ones that could have not-so-angelic meanings.

“That means what?!” Simeon asks, in disbelief, when you reach the sweat droplets emoji. His face is burning. And yours is no different. “I… can’t believe I’ve been sending it to Luke when it’s hot out.”

“I’m sure Luke has no idea. It only means that in… certain contexts. Like, if you paired it with an eggplant,” you explain softly. He sighs, thankful that at least he isn’t somehow sending dirty texts to his pseudo-child. Then he puts his phone away, unwilling to learn more.

“So, um, would you like to come over for some leftover eggplant parmesan?” Simeon asks, his eyes on the ground and his face warm.

“Sure.” You try your best not to laugh, but when your eyes meet his, you can’t help it.

—

Simeon had been drawn to you since the day you met. You were easy to talk to. You were sweet and friendly and helpful. You gave off a light, some sort of beacon in the darkness of the Devildom. He wasn’t sure where that light came from. Or why he could see it. Until recently.

He has feelings for you. Of this, he is certain. They are undeniable and unrelenting. And, as much as they frighten him, he can’t shake them. What’s more, he doesn’t want to.

So, that’s why he’s been walking you home. He’s in love and he’s not sure what to do about it, so he’s decided to follow you like a puppy as long as you’ll let him. And last week, when he invited you over for leftovers, you didn’t laugh in his face. (Okay, well, you did, but only because he’s technologically illiterate.)

Besides inadvertently sexting you, Simeon thinks he must be doing something right. He cringes inwardly, remembering how he’d felt when he learned that people had some pretty vulgar uses for cartoonized fruits. But he shakes that away.

For the past week, or maybe longer, he’s been trying to find the courage to tell you how he feels. And while he’s written these feelings before, he can’t say he’s ever felt them. And there is a stark difference.

For instance, when he’s writing, he controls each characters’ feelings and responses. He knows what one will say, because he knows what the others’ reaction will be. What if you were to go off-script? The idea is nauseating.

So, now, on the walk to the House with you, he’s anxious. His stomach is in knots, and not just because he let Solomon help with dinner the night before. The two of you are walking side-by-side and he can vaguely hear you prattling about something, but he has no idea what. Because his heart is pounding in his ears. And he can barely focus on moving his legs in time to walk with you.

“Don’t you think so, Simeon?” You ask, looking up at him.

At the sound of his name, he gives you a confused look. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Weren’t you paying attention?” Your eyebrows are scrunched.

“I’m afraid I wasn’t. My mind was elsewhere.” He admits, looking away sheepishly.

You smile, “Oh, it’s okay. I was just saying how weird it is that it’s always night down here. I’m still not entirely used to it.”

Was it night? He’d hardly noticed. Your smile has that effect on him.

“Oh, yeah. It is strange. Of course, where I’m from, you get neverending sun.” He replies.

“Huh. That sounds kinda… awful. No offense.”

Simeon laughs at your honesty. “It’s a big change, but a welcome one. I rather enjoy the night. How about you? Do you miss the sun?”

The two of you are approaching the stoop of the House. He’s running out of time!

“Oh yeah, I miss daytime for sure,” you say, rummaging through your bag. “I’m always terrified to walk anywhere alone here.” You add before triumphantly pulling out your keys.

Simeon is well aware of the dangers of the Devildom. He can’t imagine how frightening it must be to a human. The thought of anything happening to you…

“I’d be happy to accompany you anywhere you go.” Simeon offers.

Your eyes widen and you start to smile. “Really? That’s so sweet.”

He merely nods. Oh Father, his palms are sweating. That ruins his plan to hold your hands and pour his heart out. Think quicker! Simeon takes a deep breath as you turn to unlock the door.

“MC?” He says, softly. Nervously.

You turn back towards him, just in time for him to swoop down and place a kiss on your forehead, taking you by surprise. Your mouth drops open and you drop your keys. And you don’t have time to respond, because as soon as you feel it, he’s gone in a blur of white.

Simeon’s face is on fire as he soars through the dark, Devildom sky. He did it! He did it! Wait… He did what exactly?

As he nears his own dormitory, he realizes that, instead of confessing his feelings to you, he’d slapped a kiss to your head and flew away. Like a coward.

“Oh, feathers,” he says, bringing a hand to his own forehead. Maybe he at least got the point across?

You press your fingertips to the searing spot on your forehead, wondering what had come over the angel. You step into the House, still confused. Do… Do angels just spontaneously kiss their friends on the head?

Stranger things have happened, I guess, you think as you step into the entrance hall, noting the cow hanging from the chandelier. “Hi Belphie.”

“Hmmph.”

“Are you… asleep?” You ask, but don’t get a response. Lucifer must’ve strung him up for skipping class. You continue to your room and start to tap out a text. As soon as it’s sent, your heart does a flip.

There’s a knock on your door and, before you have time to pretend you aren’t there, it swings open revealing the Avatar of Lust. “Hi Asmo. What’s up?” You say, trying your best to seem normal.

“Hey darling, I just wanted to ask if this top looks okay with this neckl–” He pauses and gives you a once over, a smirk forming on his lips. “What’s got you so blushy?”

“What? I’m not blushy,” you deny, though you can feel the warmth in your cheeks. Asmo sits down next to you.

“Yes you are. And I thought only I could fluster you so.” He sighs, dejectedly falling backwards onto your mattress with an arm over his face.

“Simeon kissed me,” you blurt out. Asmo sits up immediately, with a grave look on his lovely face.

“He what?”

“I… uh, he kissed me on the forehead.” You explain, pointing to the spot.

Asmo furrows his brows, “That’s… odd.”

“It is?”

“I… Sweetie.” Asmo takes a breath and exhales slowly. Instead of his usual, cheerful expression, he wears a serious one. “Our little sister, Lilith. She fell in love with a human…” He trails off, letting you fill in the blanks.

“Oh. Right…” Your heart clenches and your hands clutch your DDD.

Asmodeus smiles sadly and puts an arm around your shoulders. “Don’t look so sad, dear. Maybe… Maybe He is more forgiving now.” He offers, but he doesn’t look convinced.

—

Simeon is still kicking himself for flying away like an idiot when his DDD makes a noise. It is, however; the special noise that it always makes when you text him, so he grabs it.

You can kiss me properly next time. If you want to. <3

He reads it several times and has a smile on his face for the rest of the evening.

—

You’d spent all night fretting over your situation. And you had eventually come to the decision that it was too risky for you to pursue Simeon any longer. For his sake, you had to put a stop whatever it was you had. Even if it broke both your hearts.

But, you supposed letting him walk you home one last time would be all right. So, you’re walking silently beside him, trying to figure out how to let him down gently.

“MC, may I take you up on what you said last night?” Simeon asks as you near the gate, shaking you from your thoughts.

You’d been hoping that he’d forgotten the message, so you wouldn’t have to turn him down. But… Now that he’s here looking at you like that, you can’t refuse. You nod slowly and he exhales before leaning down to press his lips against yours.

His lips are soft. And warm. And angelic.

You pull away abruptly. “I, uh, really need to head inside. I’ve got cooking duty tonight!” You lie, rushing up the stairs to the door.

“Do you need any help?” He offers.

“No, no. It’s fine. I’ll see you later!” You wave, then shut the door and leave the angel alone on the walkway confused.

He was so sure that you…

Maybe he was wrong.

—

Once Simeon gets home, he goes to ask for advice from his only other human friend. He finds Solomon in his bedroom, reading a dusty-looking book. The sorcerer listens intently as Simeon breaks down his last few interactions with you.

“I just don’t understand. I thought… See, they said yes, but then they froze up and rushed into the house.” Simeon says, recounting his most recent encounter.

Solomon thinks for a moment. “Maybe they just got nervous.”

“Hmm.” Simeon considers it a possibility. “What do you think I should do now?”

“Try to be more direct? Tell them exactly how you feel.” Solomon says with a smile before turning the page.

Simeon nods. He can do that.

Wrong.

Over the course of two weeks, he spends approximately six minutes alone with you. You’ve started walking home with one of your demonic housemates every day. You don’t answer your messages as quickly as before. And when you do answer them, it’s often with short, one word replies or stickers.

It’s starting to stress him out.

He can’t understand the radio silence. You tell him that you’re busy with class projects and he believes it for a while, but… You seem to have time for everyone except him.

He finally catches you with free time and invites you over for lunch. When you accept, he’s relieved. And excited. He’s telling you today. Today!

He’s just finished preparing something delicious for you, with help from Luke. (And Solomon, who’d agreed to stay away from the kitchen for the day.) Simeon dusts his hands off and takes a step back to admire his work. The table looks wonderful, all it needs is you sitting on one side.

The chime of the doorbell rings throughout the house, startling him. He checks his appearance with Luke quickly and rushes to answer the door.

When he opens it and starts to usher you inside, you don’t move. You have a sad look on your face.

“MC?” Simeon asks. He notices Beelzebub on the sidewalk by the mailbox, leaning against the fence.

You take a deep breath. “I just came by to say that… I don’t think we should see each other anymore. At least for a little while.”

Simeon’s mouth drops open. His eyes search your face, waiting for a grin to break out. For you to say ‘Just kidding! Let’s go have lunch.’

But you don’t. He can’t form any thoughts in his mind or on his tongue. “W-what?”

“I’m so sorry.” You say softly. Then you turn and rush down the steps to where Beelzebub is waiting. The two of you start in the direction of the HOL and Simeon stands stupidly in the doorway, watching you leave.

“Simeon, MC. The cookies are…” Luke starts, coming into the living room. But he stops when he sees his guardian standing alone at the door.

“Where’s MC?” The younger angel asks.

Simeon swallows the lump in his throat and shuts the door, leaning against it for a moment to take a breath. Then he turns. “They left.” Is all he says as he walks past Luke and to his room.

—

Simeon spends the next few days hiding away in his room. He leaves to go to RAD and comes right back, to brood alone until bedtime. He does his best not to show how devastated he is, but it’s rough. He’s not even sure what he’d done wrong. He was so sure…

Regardless, he tries to keep a pleasant expression around Luke. And everyone else really. But there’s not really a point, because by now, everyone knows what happened.

Currently, he’s sitting on a chair in his room, gazing out the picture window at the dark, cloudy sky. He has the view memorized. Four small bushes, each of them filled with blooming roses. Four trees, one of which has a bird’s nest in it. The fence around the border of the backyard. A streetlamp on the far right side.

And… MC walking down the street with Asmodeus?

As soon as he sees you, rain starts to trickle down from the sky, making Asmodeus lift his coat over his head. And the two of you start to run. He watches until you’re around the corner, then becomes content with watching water droplets on the window pane, how they race to the bottom and fall.

How melodramatic. Simeon huffs out a sigh. He has better things to do than stare out the window, hasn’t he?

Simeon makes himself rise from the chair to go fetch his TSL notes from the desk. He settles himself back into his seat and starts to reread what he’s got. But, as he reads, he finds himself uninterested in it.

“The pacing of this chapter is entirely too fast. What was I thinking?” Simeon rolls his eyes and starts to make notes for future him.

“Too fast?” He repeats to himself. He drops his notepad and rushes out of his room, scaring the hell out of Solomon in the process.

The wizard nearly spills the cup of tea he’d been bringing. “Where are you going so quickly?” He asks as he recovers.

“I have to talk to MC. I think I know what I did wrong.” Simeon says, opening the door. He doesn’t give Solomon enough time to talk him out of it. Instead, he unfurls his wings and dives off the porch.

It doesn’t take long for him to reach the House, even in the hastily deteriorating weather. He spots you and Asmo just reaching the stairs.

—

“I hate this weather. It was humid earlier and my hair is already hard to manage,” Asmo whines.

“I know,” you sigh.

“Show a little sympathy, MC! It’s practically wilted—” Asmo cuts off to look behind you, mouth dropped open.

Your eyebrows scrunch, “What is it?”

Asmo merely takes you by the arm and spins you around in time for you to see Simeon’s feet hit the ground. The angel’s cape is wet and his hair is plastered to his forehead.

“I need to talk to you MC. Please?” He asks as his wings fold up and disappear behind him. And with the look on his face, you can’t help but agree.

“Okay.” You say with a small nod. Asmo gives you a look. “Go in, Asmo. Your hair is getting ruined.”

“Oh, fuck.” Asmo curses, still with his coat over his head. The Avatar of Lust climbs the stairs and stands on the porch, waiting for you.

“What is it?” You ask, with your eyes on the ground. You focus on a puddle forming in the dirt. Simeon steps closer to you.

“I have to apologize.”

You make a face and look up at him. “For what?”

“For pressuring you. You see, I thought things were going well. I care so much for you and I thought I was taking the next step. But, if it’s too fast for you, that’s all right. We can slow down.” He says, an earnest look on his face.

“Simeon.” You try to stop him, but he just continues.

“I just miss you. And I’m sorry for what I did.”

“Sim—”

“Please, give me another chance. I’ll fix it.” The angel pleads, staring into your eyes. You can’t believe what you’re about to say.

The corners of your mouth tremble. “No.” Your voice breaks, taking his heart with it.

“No?” Simeon repeats, devastated. His eyes are watery and the lump in his throat only expands, making it hard to breathe. “Why?”

Your own eyes are brimming over with tears and as hard as you try to blink them away, you can’t. They start to stream down your face, alongside the rain. Simeon reaches out for you, but you shake your head and he freezes.

“I can’t do this. I can’t–” You sob. The rain picks up. “I won’t be the reason you fall, Simeon. I love you too much. I won’t let it happen. Not because of me. So, please, just… Just go home.”

Simeon lets out an uneven breath. You’ve been worried about him this whole time, trying to protect him. It makes his heart swell. Of course falling had crossed his mind; it was a horrifying possibility. But you were worth it. Oh God, you were worth everything.

Simeon takes another step, closing the distance between you. “That isn’t your decision to make.” He says. Then he takes your hands in his and smiles at you softly, fondly.

“Whether we are together or not, I will love you. Whether I’m an angel or… not, I will love you. Nothing can change that. These feelings are already in my heart; I’m afraid I can’t do anything about them. What happens to me now is up to my Father and no one else. You hold no responsibility for my fate.”

You gulp, “but–”

“I would rather be with you than be an angel,” Simeon insists. You blink again, new tears are forming, for a completely different reason.

“But you…”

“Falling isn’t something I want to do, but if that comes, at least I’ll have a soft place to land.” He says, a smile playing on his lips.

You snort a laugh, “Simeon–”

“I love you, MC.” He declares.

“I love you too.” You reply shakily, as if you’re waiting for a bolt of lightning to strike. Simeon beams at your words. You step forward, into his arms, and both of you can breathe again. The angel is wrapped around you, his cheek pressed against the side of your head.

“More than my wings. More than my life.” He whispers into your ear. And he means it. Though, he does shudder when a clash of thunder shakes the ground beneath your feet. It’s… just a coincidence.

“May I kiss you properly now?” Simeon asks, making your eyes widen. When you nod, he tilts your face up and presses his lips to yours. Thunder rumbles yet again as you break apart.

“Awww!!! This is so sweet, I’m dying!” You hear from behind you. Both you and Simeon furrow your brows. When you turn to look, Asmodeus has his DDD pointed your way. He gapes at your murderous expression and bolts off, into the House.

“ASMO!” You shout, chasing after him and dragging Simeon behind you by the hand. You nearly trip over the rug in the entrance hall, but Simeon keeps you steady. He laughs as you hurl curses at the Avatar of Lust and adores the way his hand feels in yours.

If this lasts forever, it won’t be long enough. After all, what is divinity compared to the love of a human?

#obeyme #obeymeimagines #obeymesimeon #simeonobeyme #obeymexreader #obeymeshallwedate #obeymegame #simeonxreader

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avatarofhorny · 2 years

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Obey Me - Alphabet Prompts

Ah~~~ I finally decided to get back into writing fanfiction, and now it is summer and I am free of Uni work what a better time to start than now! I have a couple ideas for slow burn but to ease myself into it all again I’m going to be doing an Alphabet Prompt challenge for myself. Using a random word generator to select the theme and a wheel of names to randomly choose the character!

A - Admit (Beelzebub)

Beelzebub did not have feelings for you, or at least that’s what he told himself. He couldn’t, he told himself, not when it was clear his brothers all did too. Even if by some chance you did reciprocate his feelings...he couldn’t bear to cause upset for his brothers – especially his beloved twin. He saw the way Belphie stole glances at you across the room, the way his face lit up when he spoke of you and the way you had changed him and healed their family. It would be.... selfish to allow himself these feelings. He could never lie to his brothers, Belphie would be able to tell anyway, so when they played silly games with Asmo who insisted on asking everyone if they loved MC, he played dumb. He was easily able to rely on his sin to fumble out of any questioning.

“Ah.. I love their cooking~~~Oh… I’m hungry now....” None the wiser, his siblings continued their games whilst he took his chance to run off to the kitchen. He was hungry, but this hunger wasn’t something food could fill – he wanted you. He slammed his fists down on the counter, shaking his head. He needed you – but he couldn’t. He could not admit it to himself. These feelings in his heart would remain there, hidden away to protect his family.

#obey me x reader #beelzebub x reader #obeyme #obeymexreader #beelxreader #obey me fanfic

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yelans-dice · 2 years

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Rules and Fandoms ( Still need adjustments )

Requests are OPEN

I mostly would write:

Genshin Impact

Twisted Wonderland

TGCF

I can do others

Rules:

1. No minor x adult, only platonically

2. Please be nice i’m still new to writing

3. Please Be specific with requests, if you can’t that’s okay

4. No SA or Pedophilea requests

#twistedwonderland #twstxreader #jjkxreader #saikikxreader #obeymexreader #sevendeadlysinsxreader #tbhkxreader #danganronpaxreader #mhaxreader #hxhxreader #tpnxreader #aotxreader

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xtiredbansheex · 6 months

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Me when I was just flooded with bots so I blocked them and now I can't see the #obeymexreader latest tag??? Anyone else have this problem?

#obey me x reader

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jcycold · 2 years

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Demon form Leviathan

summary : just spending some alone time in the lake with your sea monster of a boyfriend <3

pairing : Leviathan x fem MC ( reader )

word count : 1.187

content : fluff

content warning : grammar mistakes

authors note : i headcanon that the brothers have different demon form you see ? like the one we can see in game is like stage one, but then there’s stage two, mc just wanted to see leviathan’s stage two let’s say :)

It was late at night, the moon was already high up in the sky and there weren’t any clouds to be seen letting the soft light of the moon reflect against the lake where MC and Leviathan decided to go to spend some alone time.

She was sitting at the border of the lake, her feet playing with cold water as Leviathan was fully in the water, bare chested and swimming around, a smile across his face. He truly enjoyed being here, the water was the only place where he felt at home and it’s been a while since he last stayed in the cold water for so long like that, plus he was with the girl he loved and his brothers were faraway from them, what could he ask for ?

"God Levi how can you stay in the water for so long ? it’s so cold in here ! my feet are freezing !" MC took her feet out of the water, bringing her knees to her chest in an attempt to warm herself up, going out at night wearing only a nightdress sure wasn’t a good idea. "You know MC, I was quite literally made to be in the water, not to stay on earth" Leviathan started swimming towards her "Why don’t you come inside ? The water won’t feel as cold as it does now once your whole body is submerged" She smiled and gently shook her head, letting go of her knees and putting her hand on her boyfriend’s wet cheek "No, I can look at you from here ! You look really happy and that’s adorable !" The demon sank his face halfway in the water in a failed attempt to hide his blushing face.

Watching him swimming away, MC noticed something, his tail and horns weren’t here. "Hey Levi ?" he hummed and turned around to face her "why aren’t you in your demon form ?" Leviathan didn’t really knew what to say. He was a bit self conscious of his demon form, for some reason he was afraid he might scare or disgust her, especially after what happened during the TSL tournament they had when they first met. "It would probably be more comfortable for you" She said with a soft smile to reassure him after noticing his lack of answer. "Yeah, you’re right" Her words made the demon feel a bit more at ease and so, his long snake tail and his horns appeared but the young girl knew that it wasn’t it. "Levi, I meant your true demon form"

Her boyfriend started to shook his head while saying "no no no no no no absolutely not ! you don’t wanna see this trust me… I don’t like this true demon form, I look disgusting and scary, I mean more then usual" MC put her hand in the water to pull on his tail and grab him towards her so their faces would only be inches away from each other. "Listen here you little otaku, I love you and no matter what you look like I will always love you. I never saw you as disgusting or scary, I know you have a degrading kink or something but you really need to stop calling you that !" Upon evoking his filthy little kink Leviathan started blushing because of shame "Why would you want to see me like that anyway ? It’s not like sea monsters are sexy…" "Because I love you ! And I wanna know each and every part of you" The demon sighed, reconsidering for a bit "You promise you won’t break up with me right..?" MC noted, smiling as always "I promise !"

Leviathan placed both of his hands on the border of the lake, on both sides of MC’s knees, trapping her. Closing his eyes, Levi started to grow much bigger, becoming stronger but also taller. Black and dark blue scales appeared on both of his arms, going up until his pecs and stopping right before his abs. His tail and both of his legs disappeared they were replaced by a long, really long, snake tail, making him look like a mermaid. His nails got longer like claws and she noticed the palms between his fingers. Leviathan kept his eyes closed, scared of seeing her reaction, scared of seeing her disgusted. Gently she placed her hand on his arm and he flinched under her touch, to reassure him she started lightly caressing his scales, trailing up to his face. "Leviathan ? Leviathan please look at me, I’m not running away" He shook his head. "What ? You’re not speaking now ?" He shook his head, again "Ooh come on now please don’t be a-" She stopped when she noticed the gills on his neck "Oh my god ! You can breathe under water !" "Yeah well of course I can you idiot I- !" Leviathan accidentally opened his eyes and he spoke, so he knew she saw them, she saw his shark like teeth, as sharp as knives, made to eat flesh, flesh like hers. He immediately put a hand on his mouth and he swam away from her "You saw them..I knew it was a bad idea to show you this… You’re probably scared of me now.." MC was hurt, does he really hate himself this much ? She felt a little pain in her heart upon thinking this. The human tried calling his name multiple times, but he wouldn’t answer, he wouldn’t even face her.

He loved her, he never loved someone as much as he loves her and loosing her would be the worst thing that could ever happen to him. It’s already a miracle she chose him among all of his brothers. Since it was no use calling his name, MC decided to jump in the cold water while wearing only her nightdress in order to get to him and hug her boyfriend to finally have his attention. She placed her arms on his broad shoulders, forcing Levi to jump out of his thoughts. "MC what are you doing ?? I thought the water was too cold for you !" "And it is !! But you wouldn’t answer so I just had to get your attention" Leviathan felt a bit bad, she did this just for him ? He doesn’t deserve her.. "Leviathan please listen and get that through your thick skull ! I love you !! No matter what you look like ! You will always be my one and only and I’m so proud of you for showing me your true form ! Thank you so much for this.." The demon felt his heart warm up. He gave his girlfriend the tightest hug ever and some small kisses on her cheek.

"Also, I think you look really sexy like that and I wonder what can this pointy split in half snake like tongue can do to me…" She said while biting on her lower lip. Leviathan was definitely not expecting her to be this bold, but he didn’t mind of course…

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youravasworld · 3 years

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Heyyy pls read

Hello so Ive been having writers block but I want ti write so if you could pls request :) You can request anything but smut ! I also do shipping matches headcannos texts everything haha

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deliberatelyvague · 4 years

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Please Eat (diavolo x fem!reader)

Started: April 4, 2020 at 10:10pm

Ended: April 5, 2020 at 12:19am

Word Count: 3,669

Ships: [Diavolo x fem!reader]

Trigger Warning(s): depression, eating disorders, self harm (cutting), stressful events

Author’s Note: Uh okay first thing: I’m sorry this is so long, it just keeps going. Second: I’m not sure if doing something this deep so quickly on my page is a good idea, but I’m going to do it anyway. Requests are open and appreciated!

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If anyone ever tries to tell you that RAD tests were easy to study for, the best thing for you to do is to either laugh in their face or ask them to tutor you. It might be because the tests in general are much harder than the ones administered on Earth, or maybe it was because you’re a human who hasn’t had any background to any of these topics other than the background taught in class.

And you paid attention, you took notes (when you weren’t distracted by Mammon, that is) to the best of your ability, and you asked for help when you needed it. You even stayed up almost all night the first time you had a test studying and revising your notes, rewriting them and even finding videos to watch on that subject. You had walked into the classroom the next morning, hyped up from (caffeinated beverage) and ready to kick this test in its butt.

The downfall of this attitude came when you looked at the first page of the test to not recognize almost any of the material, only a few things scattered here and there. You say in your chair, staring at the paper and trying to work your way through the questions, making the most sense out of them that you could, but it wasn’t helping all that much.

You weren’t surprised when your test came back with a barely passable grade, but Lucifer was. Oh, Lucifer laid into you for a good two hours, talking about how you were going to ruin Diavolo’s program, and that you should study harder next time and ask more questions. You assured him that you would, and he didn’t seem all too believing in your answer, but he let you be.

His speech stuck something into you, however. Something that you felt all too well in the human world: inadequacy. You felt terrible, you had tried your best, you had studied, but it still didn’t help anything. That night at dinner you heard all the brothers talking about the test, and even though you hadn’t done the worse (that medal went to Mammon, who even though he didn’t study or even pay attention in that class, still managed to only get a few point worse than you) you by far hadn’t done the best. Lucifer and Satan tied for that position. Asmo, Beel, and Belphie got somewhere worse than those two but better than you.

You picked at your food, not all too interested in it, your stomach filled with your old friend. You could feel Beel’s eyes on you, and then once you looked at him you noticed his eyes were actually just on your food. You took your napkin from your lap and placed it on the table next to your food.

“You can have the rest of my food if you want it, Beel. I’m not that hungry,” you say, and leave the dining hall, no one bothered by your exit. There was a sting of pain, but you quickly ignored it. You didn’t need to be their priority 24/7, that’s just ridiculous.

You went immediately to your room, sitting at your desk and looking over your test and then at your notes and textbook, to see where you went wrong. Turns out there was an entire section you had forgotten about, which was what almost the entire test was over. You made revisions on your test and slid them into a file to save for the final over that class, and started to read the next chapter in the textbook.

You idiot, you really didn’t double check that you studied everything? You don’t deserve to be here, you’ll tarnish Diavolo’s name. Worthless, they should’ve picked someone else.

You gripped the edges of your textbook, trying to shake the words from your head. You knew they weren’t true, but deep inside you, you couldn’t help but feel like they were true.

You tried to come up with excuses as to why you had just forgotten about that section, but you couldn’t. You had locked everyone out of your room except for Diavolo and Lucifer, of course, so that you could study. You didn’t have anything distracting you, no demon or phone (which you had hidden away in a drawer by the bed).

So you really just forgot about it? You should be punished for that. You know how to do it, so why not administer them yourself?

But you hadn’t self harmed in so long. You had been clean for multiple years now, and you hated the thought of ruining that for a measly test.

But it’s not just the test, is it? You have possibly tarnished the name of your beloved boyfriend, you broke the respect you’ve gone through so many lengths to build with Lucifer also. You don’t deserve to have either of them, or to be in this program. Just do it, they won’t notice. You need to be punished.

Silently you went over and got the razor out of one of the new pencils sharpeners you had bought a few days ago because you thought they were pretty, and they were having a sale. Moving over to your bathroom, you shut the door and locked it, bringing the blade to your wrist and slashing it a few times. You let out a small breath, an almost instantaneous relief washing over your body.

The dopamine that you had been drastically craving for so long flooded into you again, and you almost didn’t notice the knock on your room’s door. You quickly applied bandages to your wrists after you cleaned them, slipping the razor into the folded towels under your sink and pulling down the sleeves of your turtleneck. You were still wearing your school uniform, just without the jacket on top of it.

After being grilled for two hours and then having to finish homework before dinner you just hadn’t had the time to change. You stepped out of your bathroom to find Diavolo standing by your desk, his back turned toward you and one of his hands placed on something, looking it over.

You felt your stomach drop and you wanted nothing more than to curl up in your closet with a nest of blankets and pillows and just wallow in the darkness, but your boyfriend turned to face you, his hand now gripping the paper, a mask of confusion covering his face.

“I-I’m sorry, I know that grade isn’t acceptable, I thought I studied hard enough I just-”

“[Y/N], I know you studied hard for this test. You didn’t let me talk to you for a good three hours. What happened?”

Tears welled up in your eyes and he came over, wrapping his arms around you, one of his hands stroking the top of your head.

“I forgot an entire section from the chapter. I’m sorry,” You sobbed, and he shushed you.

“You don’t need to apologize, Princess. Sometimes that happens. It’s happened to me, it’s happened to Lucifer. Sometimes we just forgot.”

“But ‘Volo, I can’t forget. My mistakes look bad on the both of us, not just me. Imagine if that grade was worse, how tarnished this exchange program would be?”

His eyebrows laced together.

“Princess, your grades can always come back. One bad test doesn’t harm much, considering your grade in that class, it shouldn’t affect you much.”

You stayed quiet, biting on your bottom lip.

Don’t listen to him. He’s lying to you. That’s all demons do, lie. Are you really going to believe him over me, something you’ve known for so long?

You wrapped your arms around him, heat radiating off of his body. You didn’t believe him, he didn’t discredit that your grades could tarnish the program, so you would just have to make sure to study more. You could stand to skip a few meals, anyway. Then you could study and still manage to keep up your social life.

“‘Volo, no offense, but why did you come to my room anyway?” You ask him after you calm down a bit.

“I’m supposed to take you dress shopping for the ball coming up, remember?”

Suddenly the conversation the two of you had a few days ago came back. He wanted to instill some human school things, and you mentioned dances to him, and he was more than thrilled. He scheduled one for a few weeks from now as soon as he could gather the student council.

“Oh, yeah. I’m not changed or anything, just give me a few minutes, please. He nodded and walked over to your bookcase, filled with books from the human realm that you enjoyed, though some spots were vacant due to Satan.

You chuckled at him, going to your closet and picking out a long sleeved shirt and some skinny jeans, tucking in the shirt and making sure the sleeves covered your bandages.

“Alright, I’m good,” he turned and smiled at you.

“Beautiful, you know I love that color on you.” You blush and nod, taking his hand as he drags you to dress stores to find a base dress because “Barbatos can add anything you want to it.”

You felt bad, but then thought that Barbatos might enjoy something else to work on other than Diavolo’s issues.

You both decided on a simple long-sleeved crimson a-line dress, asking Barbatos to add whatever he felt would look nice. You had enough trust in him, and you’re sure that Diavolo will pitch in some ideas, too.

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Your plan of skipping meals had worked well enough, you steered away from the brother’s questioning by grabbing a granola bar from the supply you kept in your room and showing it to them before you left for school each day. You packed a few grapes and other soft fruits for your lunch so when you were in the library you wouldn’t disturb anyone.

You had been studying enough that you felt confident in your next few tests in any classes, and your efforts paid off when you passed all of them. Lucifer seemed pleased, and so did Diavolo when you showed him.

You still ate dinner with the brothers when Diavolo didn’t invite you out, but slowly you started to lose your appetite. You didn’t want to eat. You’ve noticed how much trimmer your waist was, and how much clearer your skin was. You knew it wasn’t healthy in the slightest, but you felt better about yourself. And if you could improve your grades and lose a few pounds, it couldn’t hurt to do this for a few more weeks, right?

That night was a try-on for the dress for the dance, to make sure it fit you correctly with the shoes you planned on wearing and the add-ons didn’t take away from any place or attract eyes to any place you didn’t want them to.

You were met by Barbatos at the foyer, and he led you to the dress’s room. You gasped when you saw it. Underneath a light and on a mannequin stood your dress in all its glory: the red dress had black tulle added underneath to add a bit of volume to the skirt, and red flowers were embroidered to the chest area and the sleeves.

“Barbatos, this looks beautiful!” You exclaim, walking over it to feel the fabric.

“I told you she’d say that,” you hear your boyfriend’s voice, and you look over at him and smile, quickly looking back at the dress. “Are you going to try it on, or are you going to let the mannequin model it?”

You squeal and nod, Barbatos unzipping the back and leading you and the dress over to a division. You quickly undress and step into the dress and he zips you up.

You look in the mirror and frown slightly. It doesn’t sit on you like it did, and you expected that because you were losing weight, but you didn’t expect this much. It had only been a few weeks- maybe two or three- it shouldn’t fit you like this.

“Is something wrong, Miss?” You quickly look at Barbatos and shake your head.

“No, no it’s amazing,” you run your hands over the gap in the waist and the shoulders before stepping out from behind the curtains.

Diavolo’s face flashed confusion for the quickest of seconds before returning to adoration.

“Ah, that looks stunning on you, Princess.”

You feel blood rush to your ears and cheeks before Barbatos comes at you with pins, pinning it where it needed altered. He fit it so that it laid against your body like it had in the dressing room at the shop.

You thanked Barbatos when he was finished, and he brushed off the thanks, saying that it was his duty.

You walked with Diavolo back to your dorm, and he offered to buy ice cream. The thought of ice cream made your stomach rumble, but then the thoughts of how many calories filled it also came and you told him you were hungry.

“[Y/N], I asked Lucifer and he said you hadn’t eaten dinner for the past few days. I also find it hard to believe that a granola bar and handful of fruit can keep you filled at all. Why aren’t you eating?”

He had stopped and grabbed your wrist directly over where the scars were healed, but the skin still felt slightly tender. You winced slightly and pulled away.

“Princess, please. Talk to me. I won’t judge you,” he comforts after you stayed quiet.

Don’t tell him. You’re perfectly fine. You know you are. Why is it his place to tell you what’s best for your body?

You felt a sudden wave of anger so strong you wonder if there was a lesser demon of wrath around impeding your judgement.

“Why does it matter?” You snap at him. “I’m thriving right now, I’ve never done better in school and I’m managing to lose a few pounds. I’m doing good.”

He’s just jealous. He’s trying to hold you back.

“Why are you trying to hold me back? I thought you would be proud of me.”

“I am proud of you Princess, but you can’t sacrifice your health to make me proud. Please, Princess I’m worried.”

You roll your eyes and look at anywhere but him.

“Can you just take me home, please.”

His mouth opens like he wants to say something else, but instead just closes his mouth and nods.

“Of course, Princess,” he comes over to you and laces his fingers with yours, and you walk in tension.

He kisses you when you reach the gate of the House of Lamentation, and you part ways.

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You didn’t have another issue until the next night, when you were setting up a small nest of pillows in your closet. You had put a light in there and made it a perfect place to study, other than your desk.

“Hey, Normie, Lucifer says you have to come to dinner tonight,” you hear Levi’s voice call to you through the door.

You huff and call back that you weren’t hungry and you could practically hear Levi’s eye roll through the door.

“He said if you said that to send Mammon so he could pester you, so I think I’ll just save you the agony of that and just tell you to come now.”

You scoff and pull on a flannel, buttoning it up over your sports bra you had been wearing.

You open the door and walk with him to the dining room, sitting at your place. You could feel all of the brother’s eyes on you, and you could hear Asmo whimper slightly.

“[Y/N], what have you done to yourself?” You hear him whisper, and you choose to ignore him. You hadn’t seen any of them but Lucifer for at least 5 days and that’s what he chose to start whatever conversation they planned on having with you?

You look at the plate in front of you, it was spaghetti and a side salad with garlic bread. Coincidentally, one of your favorite meals on Earth.

You pick up the fork to the side of your plate and place the napkin on your lap, stabbing a tomato from the salad and putting it in your mouth. You could still feel the eyes of the brothers on you.

“Why are you all staring at me? Please stop,” you ask them, and they almost immediately diverted their gaze to their food where they started to eat.

You finished the salad and took a bite of the garlic bread, almost gagging immediately. Not because of the taste, you noted. So why had you gagged? You placed the garlic bread down before taking your napkin off of your lap and setting it beside your plate.

“You think you’re done?” You hear Lucifer ask. You frown and look over at him, your heartbeat picking up in your chest.

“Yes? I’m not hungry. I wasn’t planning on coming to dinner but you made me anyway,” you told him, and pushed away from the seat.

“No, sit back down. You’re not done eating,”

“Yes I am, Lucifer,” you shot back, but you didn’t move from your seat.

Suddenly you were overloaded with all of the brother’s pleas that tried to make you eat. You felt the room start to spin as you look at the plate of food. You could only imagine the embarrassment of trying on that dress and it not fitting correctly, of you looking like a laughing stock next to Diavolo in an ill-fitting dress.

“[Y/N], please, you have to eat.” You heard a brother say, and to be honest you couldn’t remember or discern which one it was. All of their voices were melding together.

“No! I don’t have to do anything! I’m not fucking eating okay? You’ll have to deal with it. I can’t. I can’t eat this food, I’m sorry. I’m leaving.”

You stand up from the table, rushing out of the room and to your room, fastening the lock on your door that even Lucifer couldn’t get through with his powers, only Diavolo. You went directly into your closet after grabbing the blade from the towels and shut the door. You were in almost pitch black other than the little sliver underneath the door, but you didn’t bother turning on the light before you cut into your wrist. But you didn’t feel the dopamine this time, so you made another one.

Your movements were in such hysterics at this point that you didn’t notice how many you had made and how bloody it had gotten before you heard your door open and a bunch of feet come running in.

“Princess,” you hear Diavolo’s voice.

“Please, make them leave. Please,” you whimper out, loud enough for them to hear. You hear a few pairs of feet leave and a door close before Diavolo opens the door, looking at your wrists.

“Princess-” he started, and you sobbed.

“I’m sorry, ‘Volo, I’m so sorry, I just-”

“It’s going to be alright Princess,” he soothes you, and thankfully the cuts weren’t that deep, they had already stopped bleeding when he rinsed them in the sink.

He brings you to your bed after he puts ointment on the cuts and bandages them.

He sits leaning against the headboard and brings you to his lap and leaning against his chest.

“Princess, I don’t expect for you to talk to me unless you want to, I’ll wait here as long as you need me to.”

“Are you angry with me?”

“No, no! Of course not. I’m more disappointed than anything. Princess, you know you can tell me anything, and I’m saddened that you thought that the only resort you had to take whatever you were feeling out was on yourself.”

“I didn’t want to burden you. You have so many duties.”

His hand came up to rest on your hair, stroking it and rocking you slightly.

“All of my duties can be waived. I can always deal with my duties at another time, but how would I be able to console you if you are dead? How am I supposed to help you, Princess? I don’t want to lose you. I’m watching you waste away to nothing right in front of me and I don’t know why, I don’t know anything!”

“I just feel a lot of pressure from school, I guess. It’s a lot of changes at once, and I was never very good at changes. Then I started studying more in place of meals, and I started losing weight, and I liked the results. But now I can’t eat more than a few bites of anything substantial at mealtimes, because I’m scared I’ll look like an oaf standing next to you in my dress if I gain any amount of weight.”

“Princess, you shouldn’t treat yourself like an object. You aren’t just any ‘exchange program member’, you’re my girlfriend. You’re the one I want to marry, the one that will carry our children eventually. You aren’t an object to make me look better, you are your own self. You shouldn’t base your value or how you treat yourself off of other people’s perception of you or how you think they perceive you.”

You stayed quiet for a good while, thinking about what he said. You leaned back away from him, looking into his beautiful golden eyes, bringing one of your hands up to rub your thumb on his cheek bone.

“Can you help me, please? I need help. I don’t think I can do this alone.”

“Of course I’ll help, Princess. Everyone will help. Lucifer, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, and I’m sure even Mammon and Barbatos will help in their own ways.”

You smiled slightly.

“I love you,” you tell him before laying back on his chest.

“I love you too, Princess.”

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This was written by me in no way trying to romanticize mental illnesses. I try to write what I feel would help me in the moment. I completely understand that mental illnesses don’t just ‘disappear’ when you’ve figured out that someone loves you or someone helps you once- that’s why I don’t write what happens after in most cases. If you are struggling, please reach out to anyone you trust, or call a hotline.

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ladyquietus · 4 years

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Henlo~ I’m still new to the game of ‘Obey me! Shall we date?’. It’s been a long time since I’ve written stuff like this including stories so I’m a bit nervous. English isn’t my first language either so I hope you don’t mind with grammar mistakes ^^*

-I hope it’ll bring comfort-

**How the brothers’ treat a depressed MC**

Lucifer

Is always busy looking after his brothers and assisting Diavolo but always find time to spend time with you.

Never leaves your side until you get better.

If ever he gets the chance for a clear schedule, he’d spend the whole day with you rather than taking a break for himself although he doesn’t mind.

He’d let you sit on his lap and just hugs you while caressing your head.

Whispers soothing and comforting words.

He doesn’t mind that you’d cry and get his chest wet.

Loads of forehead kisses

Listens to your problems wholeheartedly

Makes you tea and wraps you up in a blanket like a burrito.

Makes a hot bath for the both of you to soak in.

Always attentive to your needs

“You’re with me MC, I won’t leave you. You’re not alone, we’ll get through this.”

Mammon

He’d try his best to set aside his selfishness and puts your health and happiness first. Except, buying things that you like for your likes and comfort.

Plans a day for both of you to go out and enjoy such as the beach.

He gets easily worried and flusters over when you’re quiet or teary-eyed.

Lots of couch cuddles while watching your favorite shows or movies

He won’t let the other brothers interrupt your time together, want to be the only one who’ll make you feel better.

Gives you space if you ask for it but stays in the same room so he’d come to you whenever you need him.

Butterfly kisses

If another person is one of the cause of your pain, he’d swore threatening curses at them.

Keeps bringing you tissues whenever you’d cry.

He’d give you foot massages

You thank Mammon for his care

His response: “Don’t misunderstand MC, I’m only doing this because I’m your first (cue blushes) I’m the great Mammon after all so only come to me whenever you’re troubled”

Leviathan

Has played a lot of games that also involves mental health so he knows what to do.

If you need stress relief- he’d let you play a violent game.

Let’s you sit between his legs with your back leaning on his chest while you play.

Plays your hair while you game

Both of you would spend most of the time holed up in his room

Back neck kisses

He’s patient with you and is understanding with your problems, some relating to his own.

Holds your hand the entire time when you talk

Searches online for convention tickets to surprise you

Orders bufo egg milk tea for the two of you.

“How you feel I know MC. Deafest this and win, We will.”

Satan

Boi he knows everything.

But he’ll try to understand your feelings more so he could perfect his ways of comforting you.

He’d take you to a cat cafe to cheer you up with cats and coffee

In his room, he’d cradle you on his lap while gently rubbing and patting your back as you cry.

He would quote comforting and loving poems

Like Mammon, if he hears another person who caused your pain- he’ll get angry and irritated but calms down for you.

Peck kisses

He’d analyze your problems and helps you in solving them or conquering them.

You’ll rest your head on his lap on the couch with a blanket before the fireplace, caressing your hair while reading a book to you.

Has always a soft spot to you that no one has seen so he’d pretty much spoil you with care.

“The best way to predict your future is to create it” He quotes Abraham Lincoln, whom is one of the humans he finds admirable.

“I want to spend my future with you MC, let’s create it together.”

Asmodeus

Doesn’t see your situation as a sign of weakness

Is really glad that you chose him to spend some time with and a shoulder to cry on

SPA DAY

Literally wants you to take a break, it ain’t good for your skin honey.

He would wear bathrobes or pajamas with moisturizing face masks with you while he listens to you talking about your problems.

Silently uses a bit of his magic on you to make you learn to love yourself but soon wears as your love to your self grows.

Cheek kisses

Touch cuddles: in which you both would lay in bed, facing each other. Asmo’s arm draped on the top of your waist, your hand on the side of his face. Both of you would be communicating deeply in each other’s eyes.

Fixes your disheveled state and would cunningly steal kisses

Always reminding you that you’re precious and you matter every time.

“You’re already beautiful inside MC, what’s wrong with recognizing that you’re beautiful on the outside too?”

Beelzebub

Becomes sweeter than dessert itself when he notices that you haven’t been yourself lately.

Lots of surprise back hugs especially whenever you cook or wash the dishes as a distraction, he’ll never get tired the scent on your hair and neck.

Sometimes get worried so he follows you secretly whenever you’re alone to make sure you’re always safe.

He’s your ideal partner for stress- eating (even when he’s not stressed, he won’t make you feel alone).

Visits your room or him inviting you to his with loads of snacks- majority of it are yours even though you can’t finish it.

Earlobe kisses

His body is big and warm, perfect to cocoon yourself in his arms during cuddle sessions, makes you feel safe and secure.

Buys or tries to cook your favorite food then he’ll deliver it to you wether your in your own bed or in his.

Spoon feeds you

Whenever you’d cry, he’ll kiss your tears. He likes the saltiness anyway.

He’ll happily workout with you if you want to distract yourself.

“Seeing you like this MC makes me feel worse than starving, you always make my heart feel full. Now, I want to do the same.”

Belphegor

He notices that you have been sleeping longer and heavier lately and not emitting the exciting energy that you used to have.

He observes you before finally asking what’s wrong.

You’d open up to him in a breakdown then he’ll hug you tightly, letting you finish.

Despite you being the big spoon all the time whenever you two would sleep, you were a bit surprise when Belphie became the big spoon.

It was very comfortable, he feels soft that it made you forget your worries and troubles.

Lots of pillow talks, he’d even lend you his favorite pillow- not minding that it got stained with your tears.

Nose kisses cause he finds you adorable

He won’t let you sleep alone anymore, not caring if you both sleep on his bed or yours.

Spends most of his time staying in with you, probably best when the weather is blue and you both have coffee or hot cocoas in hands.

He would do everything he can for you to feel better, he misses your warm energy.

He’ll give you lots of head pats while honetdlt showering you with compliments.

“I now understand why Lilith did that to someone she loved MC, I’ll do the same to you too.”

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animeincorrectsblog · 3 years

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Obey Me Incorrect Quote #1

MC: Name a type of bean.

Asmo, without hesitation: Lesbian.

#obey me om #obeymexreader asmo x mc asmo-x-mc obey me asmo Asmodeus MC #im doing this in tuition #so yeah #yeah <3

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angxlofvenus · 10 months

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Hiii so I wanted to ask if you could write some headcanons about how the brothers would react if MC suddenly turned into a toddler (due to some forbidden book or Solomons cooking or whatever you want) like ,how would they react ,how would they take care of my ?

I hope this request makes sense ! I really like your writing

When You Become A Toddler

Thank you so much for the request! This was so cute to write about, Have a great rest of your day/night! Genre: Fluff Ship: Platonic brothers x reader TW: mentions of hurting Solomon, killing Solomon, Pretty much just threats on Solo's life, minimal cursing, eating Solomon's cooking, Turning into a child, Child reader

You should've known better by now... When Solomon brought you a Tupperware claiming it was Simeon's cooking, You knew it was risky but the food looked good! You only realized how badly you messed up after only one bite...

Lucifer

No. Not another one- He refuses

This man has pretty much raised 6 kids already, and while he may kill Solomon for this, He is the most experienced in helping you

He’s got this whole mom thing down to a T

Will probably just care for you like a normal Toddler

It does get a teeny strenuous when he eventually needs to get back to work

No mc, you can not help him sign papers with your red Crayola crayon.

Once you’re back to normal, he’s mostly relieved, Though it was nice to reminisce on the good ol’ days when his brothers were still just young Cherubs

Mammon

First thought is, “Oh shit!”

Second thought is, “Lucifer’s gonna kill me!”

He may strangle Solomon right then and there

He is the second oldest so he’s got some experience under his belt

Immediately is picking you up and coddling you

Will totally become the best babysitter ever (aka letting you do pretty much whatever you want)

Wanna go spend Lucifer’s money? Hell yeah! Wanna go to the park? Let’s go!

Once you’re back to normal, He’s gonna deny Caring for you as closely as he did but he secretly enjoyed having someone younger around who actually likes him for a while (Luke…)

Levi

Nope, He can’t do this!!

Yes, He technically has 4 younger brothers, yes he knows how to take care of kids but still-

His room isn’t for kids, All of his precious collectibles!!

Is cursing the sorcerer's name

Y’all will end up watching some kid-friendly anime and playing some of his easier games

Will let you win too

After you’re back to normal, He will let out a sigh of relief, You weren’t a bad kid but, He likes you better grown up and not so destructive

Satan

As he is technically the youngest in age, He won’t be the most experienced

But- This man has read a couple things about kids so he isn’t totally helpless

Will be one of the better caretakers, He will keep you happy and calm throughout the day

He’ll find some more age-appropriate books to read to you

Afterwards, He is happy you’re back to normal safely but it was nice to act so domestic for a bit, He will being having a ‘talk’ With Solomon :)

Asmo

Well, aren’t you cute!

Would also be a great babysitter in my opinion

Y’all will be having a fashion show, sorry I don’t make the rules

His phone is now full of pictures of just you and him being fashionistas

Will 100% let you play with all his makeup and nail polish, Yes he’ll let you give him a makeover

No matter how bad the finished product looks, he will shower you in compliments on your skills

After you're back to normal, He’ll laugh about the situation with you and gush about how cute you were!

Beel

Now this guy is a family man so he’s immediately in protective mode

Will protect you with his life

Is maybe the best babysitter out of everyone

Will get everything you need, Blankets, coloring books, toys, You name it- He’s gonna get it for you

Will absolutely cook for you/ share his food if you ask nicely, He could never say no to that face!

Once you turn back, He is a little sad but overall just happy you’re healthy

He won’t let you anywhere near Solomon or his cooking for a while…

Belphie

Get somebody else to do it-

In all seriousness, he isn’t really good with kids

Will probably take you to the park or something so you can get all your energy out while he naps on a bench

Once y’all get back, He’ll give you his phone and just let you go wild while he sleeps

Will be nice enough to let you cuddle with him/ steal his cow pillow

He’ll be so happy when you’re back to normal, Not that you weren’t cute and all but he likes you better when you can care for yourself

He will definitely be out for blood though, Solomon isn’t going to get off that easily

Best babysitter to worst:

Beel Satan Lucifer Mammon Asmo Levi belphie

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youravasworld · 3 years

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WHY HASNT THIS BEEN DONE?!

Ok so I have seen NO WHERE where obey shall we date boys react to a extrovert suddenly becoming a introvert then back like nothing happene?! (This is kinda occ but I needddd to see it imma have ti write it myself ) or a Mc who smiles the more who gets angry bc I do that and it scares ppl and I wanna know- imma write it and lemme know if someone has done It ea

ready plsssss

#whathasmylifecometo #its 3am #obey me shall we date #obeymexreader

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deliberatelyvague · 4 years

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Avoidance (belphegor x gn!reader)

Started: April 5, 2020 at 4:02pm

Ended: April 5, 2020 at 5:01pm

Word Count: 1,714

Ships: [Belphegor x gn!reader]

Trigger Warning: self harm (cutting), [social] anxiety, anxiety in general, possibly OOC belphegor

Author’s Note: this was a request!! Thank you for the request, I’m more than happy to write them.

Request: Okay,,,hey,, If it would be alright would you maybe write a Belphie x selfharm reader who is like shy and has social anxiety,,? If not that's alright!,, Hope ya have a good day/night.

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You hated that you always resorted back to this blade. The blade that you had for some reason been carrying on you when you entered the Devildom, so the only thing other than the clothes on your back that you had from the Human Realm.

You hadn’t even been planning on using it that day from your recollection, but your anxiety had been spiked for many reasons.

You didn’t have time to prepare to meet new people, and in result had a lot of issues adjusting to your new surroundings. You had grown used to them eventually, even becoming close friends with most of the people in the Devildom. You had your eyes set on one of the brothers for a while, and he eventually caught on and you went on a date, which included you both taking naps while watching a movie. The past few months have been amazing in your life.

So, why had you once again resorted to harming yourself? It was pretty simple. Your anxiety had piqued for no reason, or not any that you could come up with.

Maybe it was the stress of school, maybe it was your boyfriend showing you less attention? Wait, that was it.

Belphegor has been avoiding you for a few days now, which made you feel like you did something wrong. You knew that you should confront him about it, but your personality made it so that you avoided confrontation as much as you could.

So at nights you didn’t have Belphegor to comfort you when you got lost in your thoughts, so you ended up curled up in your bathroom, a blanket wrapped around you in the bathtub and crimson soaked blade in you hand as your other tried to catch the blood before it hit the tub.

You watched as the blood formed into droplets before being pulled down by gravity to the bottom of the tub. You had left the bathroom door opened but locked your actual bedroom door, to keep people out.

You watched as the few cuts you had on your wrist coagulated and you pushed yourself out of the tub, rinsing off and washing your wounds and hands before putting a few bandaids that you had pushed to the back of your cabinet on them. You noted that you needed to buy more gauze next time you could, and that opportunity presented itself quickly.

“[Y/N], I need to go to the store to restock the kitchen. Would you like to go with me?” You hear Satan’s voice call through the door after he knocked.

“Oh, uh, yeah! I’d like to go, hold on a second please,” you called back to him and quickly pulled on one of Belphegor’s hoodies that you had stolen when he slept in your room the last time.

You took in a deep breath and opened the door, greeted with a smiling Satan.

“Did Beel eat everything again, or..?” You asked, shoving your hands in the pocket and gazing down at the floor.

“No, surprisingly, I’d noticed that you had been acting a little off, so I decided that I would cook one of your favorite meals tonight. We didn’t have enough of a few things, so I figured I might at well go to the store. And it’s no fun going alone.”

You stopped and shook your head.

“Satan, you don’t need to make me a meal, I’m fine. It’s probably just hormonal changes,” you assure him, and he shakes his head.

“I want to, and even if it is hormones, now I’m craving [favorite meal], so I’m going to make it.”

You didn’t stop him but you sped up your pace a little bit to catch up to him.

“I also need to grab a few things if that’s alright.”

“I don’t see why it wouldn’t be.”

You felt a pair of eyes on you before you closed the gate to the House, but when you looked at the doorway and the windows you didn’t see anything.

On the way to the store you stayed close to Satan, but not close enough to make him uncomfortable, hopefully. He didn’t seem to mind at least, and it made you feel comforted knowing that if anything happened he wouldn’t let you get very hurt.

You went into the store with him and as he grabbed a few vegetables you thought you would try to show your disorder who’s boss and get your bandages without needing someone there with you.

As you were looking over the packages and seeing what the best deal was (was it the two rolls for 50 Grimm, one roll for 30 Grimm, or maybe the ten rolls for 200 Grimm?), you heard an unfamiliar voice next to you, asking you a question.

Your pulse quickened as you looked over, and there stood a demon, with an arrogant look on their face.

“What?” You asked them, palming the ten rolls of gauze.

“Aren’t you that human exchange student? Man you’re a little thing.”

You nodded, not looking then in the face before turning away. You felt their hand grip your wrist, and you winced, feeling the bandaids tear at your healing cuts, and you were horrified when you felt a warm liquid drip down onto your hand.

They seemed to notice the blood and sink their claws in more, ripping the sleeve of the hoodie to show the bleeding cuts and the fresh ones made from the claws.

“P-please don’t touch me,” you tried to order them, trying to get your wrist out of their grip, but they pulled you toward them, making you land on their chest.

Tears sprang to your eyes as you tried to push off of them. Why was no one helping you? Where was Satan, you had been gone for a while now, and he knows about your issues, so where was he? Where was anyone?

“No, little dove, I think I’ll keep you for a tasty treat tonight. It’s been so long since I had a human, and one as succulent as you should last me awhile.”

No one was showing up, Satan probably left you. It’s probably for the best, with how needy and clingy you were, that was probably his plan all along. All of the brothers probably agreed, then that means Diavolo had agreed because if not Lucifer would have told them not to and would have punished them for even bringing up that idea.

“N-no! Please, someone help! Please,” you called out, and suddenly the demon was thrown off of you and you were cradled into a chest, your eyes adjusting to the navy blue and cow print and you took a deep breath in, breathing the scent of your lover.

“Belphie,” you whimpered out, cringing to him, and he put his hand on the back of your head, stroking lightly on your hair.

“Let’s go home,” he spoke, and started leading you out of the store, placing another hand on the small of your back.

“B-but the gauze-”

“I have some in my bathroom, Cub,” he soothed. “Satan can deal with the poor excuse for a demon in there.”

The walk home was silent other than your shaky breath, trying to calm yourself down. The blood hadn’t stopped running down your hand, attracting attention but the attention was immediately turned away when Belphie sent them a glare that could probably scare Lucifer.

Belphie led you up to his room, making you sit on the desk on his side of his and Beel’s room before leaving to your room, coming back minutes later and going to his bathroom. He came back with ointment and gauze, placing both those things down and also placing another object down. It gleamed in the light, and you let out a sharp breath.

“Belphie, I’m s-”

“Cub, I don’t want to hear your apologies. You didn’t do anything wrong,” he soothed as he dressed your cuts, both older and fresh, and pulled you to be standing. “Come with me, please.”

He picked up the blade and took your other hand, leading you to his bathroom.

“This is the only blade I found, is this the only one you have?” You nodded. “Use your words, Cub.”

“Yes, that’s the only one I have.”

“Okay,” he handed you the blade. “Flush it down the toilet.”

“What?”

“Flush it down the toilet, I don’t want it to be in any place to tempt you. Please, Cub. I don’t want you to hurt yourself anymore.”

You looked back and forth between him and the toilet, before dropping the blade in the toilet and flushing it.

“That’s going to ruin the pipes,” you try to joke, but Belphie shrugged.

“That’s Lucifer’s problem.”

“I don’t think it’s only his problem.”

Belphie dragged you to his bed, laying down and bringing you to rest beside his chest.

“I don’t expect you to tell me if you don’t feel comfortable, but I’m here to talk anytime you want to, you know that, right Cub?”

“Yeah, I guess. I just felt like you were avoiding me, and it made me anxious.”

He let out a shaky breath and brought you closer to him.

“I’m sorry, Cub. Lucifer had been making me mad, and I just needed a little space from people.”

You giggle a little at that and look up at him with tired eyes.

“I love you,” you told him, and he smiled and brought you up to his face, connecting his lips with yours, and you laid your hands on his chest before separating.

“I love you too, Cub.”

You two laid in bed for a little while longer, both your breathing eventually becoming one as you both fell asleep holding each other.

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