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miiyochi · 7 months

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୨୧ # C.WARMING HEADCANONS

feat. solomon x gn!mc | barbatos x gn!mc | simeon x gn!mc contents. reader's body is not specified! , cockwarming, pet name usage! (my love), very soft u_u, exhib for sol if you squint, sub!mc, these guys are very touchy lol genre. headcanons/drabbles, smut words. 1367 note. I'm back !! sorry for disappearing for a while, got busy yada yada. have something that's surprisingly not JUST solomonzjzjzjz enjoy<3

solomon. 𖦹

Solomon is an asshole, plain and simple. He loves doing things that'll rile you up. He loves watching you squirm under his gaze in embarrassment. Adores it when his words and especially his actions make you so nervous. It's adorable to him. He makes a game out of it.

So it's no wonder he'd suggest something so lewd. Only something like this would come out of his perverse mind. Though, you guess you're not any better nor innocent since you agreed to it— the idea of doing something so indecent in public is thrilling.

Solomon had proposed an idea to take you to one of the more empty classrooms that only get used sometimes and are locked most of the time. Sol loves mischief. It was easy for him to sneak into these rooms without anyone noticing. You wouldn't be so nervous about it if it were that alone.

Instead, Solomon had proposed a "fun" game, have you sit on his cock while he teases you— if you can get through it without letting out any moans or whines, he'll fuck you nicely<3. You'd be lying if your insides didn't get all fluttery at the idea of Solomon pounding into you with his fingers shoved into your mouth, trying to keep you quiet; it was too much of a tempting offer to decline.

So here you are, sitting on the empty teacher's chair on Solomon's lap. His cock buried deep into you with no movement besides the occasional twitch of him inside you. Solomon's lips lightly ghosted over your skin as his cold hands traced over your body. Your shirt was unbuttoned, and your pants and underwear were discarded onto the floor.

Solomon kissed your chest, his mouth finding your nipples and lightly sucking on it while his hand played with the other. His hands massaged your inner thighs, occasionally stroking his fingers against your sex. All the while, you had to bite your lip and endure as much as possible without a single moan— it was a bit of a struggle; you couldn't exactly help but move and wiggle your hips a little against Sol, who just smiled and firmly held onto your hips to keep you straddled down. Your breathing was uneven and heavy; you kept pulling Solomon into kisses to keep yourself from making any real noise.

Solomon was getting a kick out of this. He enjoyed being so close to you and could feel all of you— how warm you were, how soft your skin was, your breath against his skin when you kissed him. God, he loved you so much it was taking everything in him to not take you right here and there. You were also testing his patience, but soon enough, it'll pay off for both of you. He leans in closer to kiss your temple before whispering,

"You're being so good for me, my love. I'll be sure to reward you, okay?"

barbatos. 𖦹

Barbatos took pleasure in teasing you from time to time. With how much work he does daily, he forgets just how cute you look when you’re fidgeting under him.

Barbatos misses you dearly throughout the day. His only solace is knowing you’re waiting to come over to the castle in what seems to be the dead of night for the devildom. He’d come to the house of lamentation to escort you back himself, his hands never leaving the small of your back. Barbatos keeps you close. You can sense the longing and desire of him.

When you’re finally in the privacy of one of the extra bedrooms you frequent together, Barbatos offers to cuddle with you since that’s something you enjoy doing with him. Though. You had something a little different on your mind.

Hearing your idea, Barbatos simply chuckles to himself before saying,

“Oh, of course.” a pleasant smile forms on his lips, “I’ll take good care of you tonight, mc.”

Rarely does Barbatos ever find himself in such a sorry state. He was left in only his green button-up, with a few buttons undone. Barb's tie was discarded onto the floor; pants only tugged down to give enough room for you to sink onto his cock. Barbatos buried his face into the crook of your neck, leaving soft kisses as he trailed to your lips.

His hands gently caressed your bare skin. Barbatos was warm, comforting even– strange for a powerful demon such as himself. Yet, something about the care he poured into the moments he could be intimate with you was enough to overwhelm you. He’d whisper sweet words in your ear, telling you how much he missed your touch, scent, and everything about you. Your very being didn’t escape his mind once throughout his long day.

Barbatos is a man of restraint. He can easily contain his excitement, but Barbatos struggles a little in moments like these to keep himself from moving. He wants you to feel his adoration, his love, every part of him. Instead, his hands find your hips and pull you in even closer, as if trying to meld your bodies together into one being. You sigh out of pleasure when you feel him even deeper inside you.

When you press kisses all over his face, he lets you. When your hands help him out of his shirt, he lets you. When he feels you moving against him, trying to get any friction, he allows you. Barbatos can’t help the smile on his face, nor can he help that look of pure love blossoming in his eyes. Deep down, he knew sitting still like this was out of the question for you; he knew you good enough to know you’d crack eventually and silently beg for him.

Who is Barbatos to deny you? With a chaste kiss to the lips, Barbatos gently guides you onto your back, his hips finding rhythm against yours.

Simeon 𖦹

Simeon’s nothing but a gentle lover. Every intimate moment shared with him is treated with delicacy on his part; he treats you like you’re the most precious thing he holds near and dear to his heart– which he does.

Simeon loves caring for you afterward; he’s attentive to your needs. Sometimes, though, he’ll take a little bit more time before he’ll break away from you to get you anything you might want. Water, snacks, a bath– anything really, but first, Simeon intends to hold you close.

Any ‘warming’ done with him is purely accidental and in the spur of the moment. It almost always happens right after the act itself. Simeon pulls you closer, having you lay on top of him while his arms wrap around you.

He presses kisses to the top of your head, small I love you slipping past his lips between each kiss. You can feel him have a semi inside you; he finds it quite embarrassing, but if you move and nudge him lightly, you may be able to incite him for another round.

If it’s not after, then it’s definitely during cuddling. Though you’ll mostly initiate that. All you have to do is whisper into Simeon’s ear,

“Simeon…I want to feel you. More of you, please?” with pleading eyes that Simeon could never resist.

Simeon likes facing you when cuddling, so doing this felt much more intimate than actually fucking (lol). Once he’s inside you, he becomes so bashful at it. He smiles a lot, kissing you a bunch.

The back of your hand, each knuckle, cheek kisses that’ll trail up to your forehead and down to your lips. Kiss him back, and you’ll hear the prettiest sighs and hums from him.

Play with his hair during this, too; if you want to see him melt, you feel incredibly soft despite what you’re doing. Any moment with Simeon will have you like this, but something about being so close to him makes your head spin.

It must be the same for Simeon because he can’t help but mutter words of sentimentality.

“being able to do something like this…especially with someone like you, I..” Simeon pauses before chuckling, his hand reaching up to caress your cheek. “mc, I love you dearly. That’s all I’m trying to say.”

thank you for reading, rbs appreciated<3 m.list

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5mary5 · 4 days

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Mc and solomon getting steamy with each other and solomon getting ready to take his pants off when suddenly mc asks solomon are you sure it still works??👀👀" while pointing to his groun and solomon being just 🤨 or 😱

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alphysz · 1 year

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MC: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Beelzebub will and will not eat.

Levi: Grass? Yes!

MC: Moss? Yes!!

Levi: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

MC: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Levi: Worms? Sometimes!

MC: Rocks? Usually nah.

Levi: Twigs? Usually!

MC: Solomon cooking? Inconclusive!

Satan: How did you… test this?

MC: You just hand him stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eat it, he eat it.

Satan: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Mammon: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

#obey me shall we date #obey me crack #obey me #obm #obey me mc #obey me satan #obey me leviathan #obey me beelzebub #obey me mammon #obey me solomon #obey me x reader #obey me incorrect quotes

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thewritetofreespeech · 11 months

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Headcanons of Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, and Simeon with shy MC kissing him on the cheek?

Obey me + S/O giving them a kiss on the cheek

Diavolo

Oh he just loves cheek kisses

Not that he doesn’t love regular kisses, but cheek kisses are his favorite

You can really get him to do anything for a cheek kiss or pat on the head from MC

Barbatos

He appreciates that a shy person like MC has a hard time expressing things. So cheek kisses are very intimate for them.

Never expects it, but always appreciates it.

Also thinks they are very intimate as they are a fleeting touch of promises, rather than a passionate kiss.

Solomon

He’ll take just about anything MC will give him, but finds cheek kisses….childish?

Really? That’s the best you can do?

He supposes they are appropriate when one is rushing out the door. Or about to go to sleep for the night. Or in a big crowd in public. But he’d rather have a real, full kiss please & thank you.

Simeon

Finds them very sweet.

Simeon is a soft boy too. A bit bolder than MC, but subtle about it.

He would like more out of their kisses, but cheek kisses are fine too. He’ll be here when they are ready for more.

#obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me headcanons #obey me hc #obm headcanons #headcanons #barbatos #barbatos x mc #lord diavolo #diavolo x mc #solomon #solomon x reader #simeon #simeon x reader

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lizzaneia-elizalde · 2 months

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the way i gasped when i see you have obey me! as fandom you follow is so dramatic, no but i swear I gasped dramatically pinky swear!!

Your headcannons for Yan! Solomon because he's my husband. I love his enigmatic style and how he has "oops! just created another disaster but hey i also have the solution" energy and on the serious note that despite knowing he had very less chances with MC in original timeline he still had their back everytime. I love my Shady McWizardson so much i cannot explain it to you. When NB came i was like 'this is it. this is solo stans era and we are living our dream!' How they'd play house with each other has me kicking my feet!!

Alsooo,, who's your favourite OM character 👀

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Yandere! Solomon

GIRL I AM ALSO IN LOVE WITH SOLOMON HE'S SO SHADY AND LOWKEY YAN. Although he DOES need to lay off the kitchen like stop going there bbgirl-- ALSO, favorite OM character? With the brothers, it's Beel. I love my big boy, my himbo, my everything. Jealous and clingy Beel is a blessing that comes once in a blue moon and I thank last year's valentines event for that. Outside of the brothers, it's ironically Solomon and Barbatos LOL FAIR WARNING THOUGH, I'm not that far yet in Obey Me Nightbringer. I did complete the original Obey me up to 80, but that's it. SO THERE WILL BE DETAILS THAT ARE WRONG!No nsfw for this one hehe

You know how everybody says that no things and events are coincidences?

This sorcerer definitely and deliberately got you transported back in time to solo you.

You don't need to know that though.

At first, he indeed got a bit guilty from isolating you so suddenly and without a warning from your beloved demon brothers.

But the more he saw the beauty of you and him living like a domestic couple together?

It eased his guilt almost immediately.

Back then in the original world, he spent most of his time gazing at you from afar. Wishing that it was he who was closest to you.

Not those demon brothers that he can't seem to shake at all.

Sure, he became your master/mentor, but that's it. You never saw him more than that.

And it frustrated him greatly.

So he had no choice. I hope you forgive him for that :(.

Solomon definitely got more closer to you once you went back in time.

But it was still hard not to frown when he sometimes hear you cry in wanting to go back to the present.

So, he does his best to distract you from everything.

Solomon definitely manipulates everything to his whims if it means getting closer to you.

I can also see Solomon being nicer to you and a distant coldness to him when somebody speaks to him that's not you.

Two-faced Solomon is a thing i've been thinking about for quite a while, and it fits him so well.

If he had a choice, he would just keep you from rekindling flames with the past brothers at all.

But he's too nice for that.

That, and he can't afford your image of him to break at all.

People will warn you about him and how he's shady.

But you know him best! He would never force a demon on a pact at all! All of these demons only knew the sorcerer Solomon, and not him.

Oh he would definitely use tears also. He will not hesitate to do so once he knows tears are your weakness.

He will build an image of a mischievous but good sorcerer in your eyes.

And he will not hesitate to eliminate those who threatens to break that image at all

Both of you are human! Only you and him are all the both of you got. The others cannot be trusted that much.

Even the brothers! They're not your demon brothers that's for sure.

So only rely on him.

And only him.

Let's just say it was a bad day for Solomon.

He went back to the present and he can hear the present demon brother's bemoans of agony from not having you.

They were about to tear the whole devildom apart trying to find you.

Oops, Solomon didn't tell them. His bad, really.

The sorcerer society also decided to pester him greatly.

Then, there's Barbatos in both the past and present to bring you back to the present to not mess with the timeline anymore.

But Barbatos foresaw this already. So what's the point?

This only made Barbatos frown and say "He's gonna regret that."

Eh. He won't.

When Solomon went back to the hall, he realized you weren't there.

Strange, you're usually home by this time.

He asked the demon brothers, nothing.

He asked Simeon and Diavolo. But nothing also.

He even went as far to ask Thirteen, only to get a face full of octopus.

He's getting frustrated, not until he saw little Luke acting fidgety.

Oh. He knows where you are.

Unfortunately for him, you ran away from the hall because you figured out that he deliberately transported you here.

You screamed at him, asking him why.

And you started to question everything about him. About how if he's really as nice as he is, as to why he's so adamant on helping you, on how he knows every solution to everything!

Solomon can feel his whole resolve crumble. All his hard work down the drain.

Last chance to make this right...

He got on his knees, hugging your legs and crying his eyes out. God knows how desperate he was for you to believe him.

"NO! Y/N I SWEAR I DID IT FOR A GOOD REASON I CANNOT SAY!"

He made it seem like the time travel was necessity for your safety, that something will happen if he didn't do it.

The waterworks, and his heartfelt confession of finally admitting his feelings wholeheartedly, and that he never lied to you... It felt genuine (It's not).

And you, ever so soft on him, decided to forgive him that easily.

And he smiles, for he knew he got to you.

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sphireath-wisp · 6 months

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I wonder how many Valentime'a day chocolatws the obey me character receive 👀👀

Let's make this a list😈

People who received chocolates from most to least:

Asmo/Simeon/Barbatos - 10+ You expected this. We lost count of how many chocolates they received because they genuinely got too many to the point where they had to reject some. Asmo was worried that eating too many chocolates would ruin his figure, but he appreciated the packaging (he could tell it's cheap and had already seen that same design, but he wouldn't tell you that.) Simeon is charming in his own way and accepts all the chocolate (probably shares them with Luke). Barbatos remains unfazed, chuckling and rejecting them nonchalantly - but he'll make special exceptions for certain people.

Lucifer/Satan/Beel - 5-10 chocolates Generally attractive men who will catch the eyes of some on the street. They all notice the stares they receive from other students when they walk down the hallway, they either don't care or brush it off. Lucifer appreciates the gesture, but the chocolate will likely be given to Beel in the end - he doesn't have a sweet tooth after all. Satan would accept it with a smile, but he'll give it back if he doesn't have a craving for chocolate (a firm believer that you should eat the food that people made/gave you because they had you in mind). Beel, poor sweetheart, eats the whole box with the chocolate.

Diavalo - 5-10 chocolates He actually received many more. However, being the loyal butler that Barbatos is, Barbatos had to be extra cautious and check for any curses/poisons/allergies, etc. Plus, Barbatos filtered all of the simping inappropriate messages and cards sent to him, making sure to put them to full use as firewood. Diavolo is ecstatic to receive such heartfelt messages, but it turns into a friendly competition between him and Lucifer (Barbatos doesn't tell Diavolo he's winning, so he's behaving better and keeping an eye out for any of RAD's students to help out in any way possible - a win-win situation.)

Mammon/Solomon - 1 From you/MC.

Belphegor/Leviathan - 0 People forget they exist.

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beelsjuicytitties · 7 months

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Somewhere Only We Know

solomon x gn!reader

warnings/tags: slight angst, emotional hurt/comfort, reverse comfort, established relationship, partial solomon backstory spoilers?

summary: You hadn't heard from Solomon in weeks, and you were worried. So you go out in search of him.

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AN: haha... its been a hot while since i posted my own writing here..... wrote this in like june when i was extra emo about solomon lol. title taken from Somewhere Only We Know by Keane. read on Ao3

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You were worried. You haven't been able to get into contact with Solomon for weeks. It wasn't exactly unusual for him to be somewhere he had no reception, but he'd always let you know beforehand. Everyone you had asked simply apologized, saying they had no clue where he was. And so, you decided to go and look for him yourself, remembering all the different places he's shown you, or told you about. You brought some provisions along, unsure of how long it would take to find the witty sorcerer you loved so dearly.

You spent most of a day checking around the devildom, teleporting from place to place without any signs that Solomon had been there recently. Settling down onto a large stump with a sigh, you pull out some of the food you had brought. All the teleporting was starting to wear at you, but you couldn't possibly stop now. It took only a few minutes to finish the food, the taste barely registering. You quickly packed up your things and stood. There was no time to rest, there was still the human world to search. You steeled yourself, before teleporting once again.

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Solomon wandered through a quiet field. The clear air helped to sooth his wrecked thoughts, but not enough. The sadness and grief he usually held at bay had overwhelmed him once more. In times like these, he tended to isolate. To run away and keep everything hidden from those around him. He hated this part of himself. The part of him that was a sad, lonely little boy. A boy that had lost anyone dear to him. A boy who curled up in the corner of the dark basement he lived in. His face was tense as he walked a game train through the tall grasses around him. The trail led him to a small ruin. A fallen tree that once stood proud and tall, next to a crumbling stone wall. He ran his hand along the once familiar stones, a deep melancholy gripping his heart. He sat gently on the fallen tree, and gazed up to the endless sky. Dusk had begun to settle in, the clouds painted in dark blues and saturated oranges. His tears were silent, slipping down his face and dropping onto his clothes.

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The sky was growing dark as you finally felt traces of Solomon. Even without casting anything, his magic tended to seep out and stick to his surroundings. You followed the trail you were sure he had walked, steps quickening as you felt him more and more. Finally, after searching hell and back, literally, you see him. There's barely any light now, but you could never mistake his frame. You broke into a run, a sound of relief bursting from you. He looked towards you at the sound, surprised. He was less alert in this state, less aware of everything around him. The moment you reach him, your arms are around him, holding him tight to your body as you fall to your knees in front of him. It took Solomon a moment to fully realize what was going on. He looked down at you, seeing the way you clung to him as though he was your lifeline. The way you pressed your face against his chest, quiet sobs shaking your shoulders.

"How.. How did you find me?" Solomon inwardly cringed at the way his voice wavered.

"I looked everywhere. Everywhere you've ever taken me, or told me about. I was so worried Sol, I was so, so worried." You pulled back, just enough to see his face. His eyes were red and puffy, tear stains evident on his cheeks. He looked like he hadn't slept the entire time he was gone. Knowing Solomon, it was entirely possible. You raised a shaky hand to his cheek, cradling his face softly as though he might break. "I couldn't get in contact with you, no one knew where you were, I thought.." You swallowed back your tears. "I thought something happened to you."

Solomon's eyes widened, how long had he been gone? Everything was one big blur as he tried to recall how many nights had passed. "You know nothing can happen to me, I've always survived any mess I get myself into." A defensive smile tried to make its way onto his face, but it looked more like a grimace. "I'm okay, you don't need to be so worried MC."

"Please Sol… Please don't lie to me." You raised up your torso, so you could press your forehead to his. "You're always there for me when I need you, let me return the favour." Solomon took a few shaky breaths, tears threatening to begin falling once more. He raised his arms to wrap around you, leaning against you. The two of you stay like this for a while, just holding each other and breathing. Your legs were straining to keep you up but you didn't even notice. All of you was completely focused on Solomon in this moment. Without realizing, you began to hum. A gentle, soothing tune that Solomon had hummed for you countless times when you were broken down. A soft, sad smile made its way onto his face.

"My mother used to hum that for me. During the cold dark nights, when I would cry, she'd come down and hold me. When I was a very young boy." You cracked your eyes open, and looked at him through your eyelashes.

"Is it alright?" He gave an affirmative hum, and you continued the tune. Solomon shifted his head down, nuzzling into your shoulder. You leaned your head against his. You weren't too sure how much time had passed, before he pulled back.

"Why don't you come sit next to me?" His voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sure your knees would appreciate a rest." You nodded, finally noticing how stiff you had grown as you moved beside him. You laced your fingers with his, and leaned against him. "... I'm sorry. I never wanted to worry you so." He squeezed your hand. "Thank you.. For coming to find me."

"Always, I will always come find you Sol." The promise warmed Solomon, helping him return to himself. "I love you Sol, I love you more than words could ever say." You turned to look at him, your eyes so full of love and care. Solomon had no clue what he had done to deserve you. His adorable little apprentice, who could calm his heart without even trying. Who warmed the forgotten parts of himself, that had been stuffed away by the years and years of pain and sadness. Who took the hand of that little boy, and brought him out into the warm sunlight.

"And I love you too, my Dear. more than I've ever loved anything. More than anything I've ever felt." He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "I'll try to rely on you more, I promise. There are things I still can't bring myself to talk about, but I hope I can one day." A tired loving smile found its place on your face.

"I will wait as long as you need." This time, he pressed a kiss to your lips. It was such a tender kiss, so full of yours and his love. It was then that Solomon's stomach let out a growl. Come to think of it, he can't remember the last time he ate. He gave a sheepish laugh, worried he had somehow ruined the moment. "I brought some food, we could eat together?"

"That would be wonderful, my Dear." You started pulling things from your bag, the meal was rather simple, prepared in a rush. Then you pulled out the soft blanket you had brought in case you had to sleep outside. You spread the blanket out in front of the tree and sat down. Leaning slightly against the tree behind your back, you pat the space next to you. Solomon sat down, pressing into your side as you passed him some food. You ate together in a comfortable silence, staring up into the starry sky. Solomon's hand found your own once more, the warmth welcome in the chilly night air. You stayed there til morning, pointing out constellations and talking. Solomon told you a bit more about his childhood, and you shared a bit of your own, before you both fell asleep against each other.

#solomon #solomon x reader #obey me #obey me fanfic #obey me shall we date #obmswd #lowkey forgot how to tag this sorta thing lmao #adrians writing #not q'd #late night posting again bcz im nervous haha #i want to write more and then. actually post it here #have a couple other fics i can post but extra nervous bcz theyre about my mc rather than reader insert #also might rewrite my first obm fic at some point

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short-black-diamond · 8 months

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Hi Dimond could i request a obey me x mc

Who is actually lukes older sibling?

I just feel like i would be his older sister or something like that

But like mc is a fallen Angel who only fell because an angel was bothering luke

And the brothers find out because mc got mad at a demon for doing the same

Yes kinda cringe but

I'd rather be cringe then mean

Oooooooh I'd throw hands as well if someone bothers our precious Luke Lofi, you have no idea...

Also it is not cringe, I'd kill for my little brother. It is not cringe at all to protect the people you love and please don't feel embarassed for requesting stuff like that.

Sooo...what if we bring in scary-dog-priviledge as well?

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Luke with an older sister who is a fallen angel.

It was not your mistake, nor Luke's. there just happened to be this angel who didn't know its boundaries, pestering Luke about his height...then his age...and just...made Luke's life miserable.

At first, you wanted to tell it off, but Luke asked you to leave it. And you did. but still, the angel didn't stop.

And it ended in Luke's life taking a dramatic turn as the angel pestered him more and more, and even other angels started to bully him to the point where Luke felt worthless.

And that's when you stepped in as well. Let's just say...the angel was gone, and you fell from heaven. Luke didn't see you for a long time.

That was, until he saw you again, but in Devildom.

You looked...different. Scary.

Not the older sister he knew anymore. Scars adored your body, your hair had a rough change in style, and so did your clothes, and instead of your beautiful white feathers, you had the wings of a bat. you also had two horns on either side of your head.

Luke felt like crying.

It also took you a while that your little brother stood before you. You hadn't seen him since the incident, and, well, you were rather embarassed to stand in front of him now.

But you were selfish.

And utterly so.

You frowned, your underlip quivered as you went to your knees, and Luke srpinted towards you while crying your name with tears and snot streaming from his face.

He jumped, and landed in your arms. you hugged him tightly, your arms wrapping around his smaller frame as you kissed the top of his head and tried to comfort him through your own shaky voice.

"hey, h-hey...it's alright...I'm here.", you croaked as you held him in your arms, feeling his thin ones wrap around your neck tightly.

And he breathed. He felt safe again.

Simeon stood there, watching the interaction with tears starting to softly flow down as well. He actually tired to vouch for you back in heaven, but the upper angels didn't let him.

...

He and Luke had to watch you get your feathers get ripped out, each one a reminder of a simple rule.

Angels should help each other, and not behead each other.

You screamed and wailed in pain, and you cursed every single angel you knew, who dared to bully and hurt your little brother.

And Luke?

He tried to break free from the angels' grip, being held back by two of his own companions, having to watch you get your pride and dignity ripped off your back.

"You don't deserve to be an angel, ____. Not after you killed one of your friends.", one of the upper angels said, and you got banned from heaven, ultimately losing contact with every person you knew...

...and you landed in hell.

...

You noticed Simeon, and opened your left arm. He gasped before he ran to you and hugged you. You three just sat there, crying, hugging each other, and trying to calm yourselves down.

Luke just sat in your lap as you hugged him, and Simeon sat next to you after a few minutes. "We have missed you dearly, ____.", Simeon said softly after he dried yet another tear.

Luke snuggled closer to you. "mm-hmm! I missed you pretty much, ____! I wish I could see you more often...!"

"But we will, Luke,", you answered with a grin. "Diavolo wanted to create a school where demons, angels and humans can live together in harmony. We'll be able to see each other nearly every day!"

Luke's eyes sparked as he jumped up and cheered. "Yay!"

You huffed in amusement when Luke cheered away happily.

You were happy that you, Luke and Simeon would be seeing each other again.

If only there weren't the brothers...

...

"Ah yes, the chihuahua is speaking again," a demon's arrogant voice spoke, looking down at Luke in mild mock.

Luke winced at the name. "I'm not!"

"Heh, sure yer are!", another one cackled, pointing at the blonde. "Yer small, have a squeaky voice, and yer annoying!"

"What."

the second demon felt a chill run up his spine at your word. He turned around, only to face you right behind him. Your eyes were wide open, but your brows were furrowed as down as they could go. However, what startled him the most was your upturned smile. It was unnatural.

"_-____! get outta here! We're just teasing him!", the second demon exclaimed, shaking around his hand as if he'd be shooing away a fly.

the first one narrowed his eyes at you. "____, isn't there any other business you have to attend to?", she asked, wanting you out of sight

I huffed before I looked at Luke. He nodded with hesitation and quickly went behind me.

"Well stop it.", you said, knowing they'd as why. You hated it when 'higher' demons pestered other people just because of their status. And you didn't care about that either because you'd beat the hell outta them, making them looked at as losers and pathetic imps.

"Tch, and why would we do that?", the second demon remarked, already activating his powers to 'teach you a lesson', but you had already prepared the hour.

"Because I am his sister.", and with that, you beat the two demons up brutally. You didn't tell Luke to leave because 1. there'd be just other demons who'd bully him again around the corner, and 2. he wouldn't leave anyway.

So, he just stood there, and cheered for you.

unbeknownst to you, the brothers came, intrigued by the noise of fists clashing against something. When they saw that it was you who drilled into two lower ranking, nameless creatures, they were surprised and in shock.

Lucifer immediately acted upon reflex, trying to stop you from nearly killing those bastards. "____, that is enough! Unhand them at once!", he yelled as he tried pulling you away from them. You didn't really budge.

Mammon gulped. That was the first time he's actually seen you beat somebody else who was not bullying him. Mammon was also avictim of bullying, but it was just light teasing about him being broke, and you'd just roast the bullies to no end.

But this, with the way you hurt them...with the intention...to kill?

Yeah, he was a tad bit scared now.

Laviathan was amazed by your brute strength, you reminded him of a few fighting characters he knew from games or anime shows or manga, and he started cheering for you. "Go, ____, go!!!", he yelled, and through his and Luke's cheers, you seemed to have gained new power, because Lucifer gave up at some point and just watched you before he looked at Beel.

"Beel, take ____ away from those demons.", cue Beel walking over with a hot dog in hand.

Satan watched with an amused chuckle, enjoying all the blood and gore. you really knew how to beat somebody up.

Asmodeus, as weird as it sounded, was a little turned on. Sure, what you did was wrong and whatnot...but the way you were on top of one of the still conscious demons...glaring at them....with blood trickling down your body...asmo squeezed his thighs together as he whimpered. And...he'd be lying if he said that he wanted you on top of him, looking at him like that, and fuc-

"Let me go, Beel!!!", you yelled, being suddenly bpicked up by one of the youngest demons. "Sorry, but Lucifer told me to pick you up."

"Beel, I'll cast you a spell on this hotdog, making it regenerate itself after every bite you make, but only if you let me go."

Beel looked at you for a moment. Then he placed you on the ground again. You quickly did what you promised before you sat on top of the demon again and started to punch it again.

And Belphie...well, he cheered as well, dozing off a few times.

...

"____, we cannot let you go away with this-" Diavolo spoke in a sad tone, looking at you with an even sadder smile. You scoffed.

"And these other demons can? Why am I always picked out and not the bullies!? This! This is an error in your system, Diavolo!", you yelled, and the principal flinched. Barabatos' eyes widened, and Lucifer fought the urge to beat you up this time.

"____, why is that an error...?", the demon prince asked after a while. You frowned at him. "You think that only bringing one party of the scene here is going to change something? How about you tell your underlings to stop pestering my brothers for oncr, for they are the reason I started to beat them up, you know?"

He sighed. "but they're in the infirmary because of the injuries you gave them."

I shrugged my shoulders. "I have injuries too, you know?"

"Are yours life-threatening?"

"....no.."

"...Listen, ____, I'll do as you say. I'll talk to them once they regained their consciousness and punish them accordingly. Sounds good?", he asked, giving you a hopeful smile.

You looked to the side with a small blush. "You better..."

At that, Barabatos and Lucifer wanted to strangle you, and again, Diavolo just laughed. "I will! you're excused now, ____."

And with that, you and Lucifer left. As soon as you two rounded a corner though, Lucifer cornered you against a wall, glaring at you.

"Do you have any idea on how you acted there, ____?!", he exclaimed furiously, having felt his pride shattered when he felt Barabatos' eyes on him the entire time you spoke to Diavolo in a more friendly manner than realizing the fact that you were a fallen angel like Lucifer and not a royal like the principal.

"Hold your horses Lucifer.", you grumbled, pushing him away form you with ease, and he was sent stumbling back. His pride shattered a little more.

"Then why did you beat into them so brutally!? Couldn't you just give them a nice punch and tell them off, or, I don't know? Tell me?", he asked, trying to puzzle out the pieces on why you'd to such a thing.

You sighed before you held eye contact with Lucifer. "Have I actually ever told you why I became like you? Having lost my title in heaven as an angel and now having to rot here in hell?"

Lucifer shook his head with a little hesitation. "Because angels pulled the same stunts in heaven on Luke. Also...Luke's my little brother."

Lucifer flinched. "What? But you two don't look alike at all!!"

I "tch"ed. "And? You don't look like any of your brothers either. But tell me Lucifer. Wouldn't you do the same? I mean, you have six brothers, for fuck's sake. Don't tell me that you never defended them at least once."

The eldest brother stayed silent as he suddenly realized your reasons. He had the same rules you had.

Protecting the ones dear to oneself from all evil.

"I...I understand now, ____....I'm sorry for lashing out on you earlier.", he spoke softly. And then, you smiled. You had a rather pretty smile.

"It's alright. I'm glad to have somebody to talk to who is also an older sibling. You understood right away."

At that, Lucifer smiled back to you with a nod.

"Of course, but please. If something like that happens again, just tell one of us. You know you can count on us, right?"

"Didn't you call Luke chihuahua once as well?"

"Okay, don't ask for my help...ask Beel, or Asmodeus or Leviathan."

At that, you nodded. And wou two went outside to attend to some other business Diavolo asked you to do.

However, six pairs of ears had heard what you and Lucifer were speaking about to each other, and six pairs looked at each other then.

"So ____'s the older sister of Luke? Damn.", Mammon said, scratching his head. He had to refrain himself from calling Luke names from now on.

"What a noble reason to act like that!", Leviathan exclaimed, and Satan agreed whole-heartedly. He also loved how you beat into the demons.

Asmodeus made some perverted remarks about you having had blood all over you, and he'd give everything to switch places with the demon who laid underneath you.

Beel just bit into his never-ending hotdog with tears in his eyes.

And Bephie just laid on the ground and slept.

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Huuuuuuuuuu I'm done! I hope it was okay for you, dear anon!

Read you in the next post!!

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leviathans-watching · 1 year

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Not so much a request or anything, more of a ramble when thinking of Nightbringer, but it's canon that Asmodeus and Solomon entered a pact when Solomon found Asmo at a bar, drinking his sorrows over a bad breakup. What if that "breakup" was MC going back to thier main timeline after Nightbringer?

pact creation - solomon & asmo

includes: solomon & asmo

wc: .4k | rated t | m.list

warnings: possible minor spoilers for nightbringer, although most of the things mentioned are already known or my own interpretation of what will happen, unhealthy behavior & toxicity (on both sides <3), crying, drinking

a/n: LMAO this was so fun to write i love toxic solomon!! thank ypi for requesting and i hope you enjoy <33 my inbox is currently closed!

please reblog v,,v

“how could they just leave like that?” asmo sniffles, taking another sip of his drink. he’s past pleasantly buzzed now and well on his way to wasted. “i thought we had a connection! i thought we had something special!”

all of your time spent together, was it for nothing? would he truly never be able to see you again? couldn’t you tell how much you meant o him, how much he treasured you? and what was up with that empty promise at the end there–you’ll meet again?–yeah, right!

anyone good at comforting would maybe rub his back, encourage him to stop drinking, but luckily for him, solomon was a great comforter. “another drink over here,” he says to the bartender, then hands asmo a napkin so he can dab under his eyes.

“is my mascara running?” asmo asks pathetically. at least he looks pretty when he cries.

“yeah,” solomon responds. “and you look like shit.”

“ugh!” asmo dows the rest of his glass, slamming it down onto the bartop. “this was supposed to be waterproof! and mc was supposed to be mine forever. things just really aren’t working out for me lately.”

“maybe it’s because your personality sucks,” solomon offers, and asmo lets out another sob.

“i need more people like you in my life, solomon. people who will tell it like it is, who won’t ever leave me. promise you won’t ever leave me?”

solomon tilts his head. “why would i do that when there’s nothing in it for me? honestly, asmodeus, do try to be more entrepreneurial.”

asmo scowls at solomon. “fine! what is it you want then?”

solomon leans forward slyly. “if you make a pact with me i promise to stay by your side forever.”

“you slimy sorcerer,” amso mutters. he’s wasted but not so far gone that he doesn't notice that the deal is entirely unfavorable to him.

unfortunately (or fortunately for solomon), just because he can recognize that, doesn’t mean he’s going to make a good decision. “alright,” he says, shoving a handful of peanuts into his mouth. it’s a true testament to how mupset he is that he’s eating something so fatty! “i’ll make a pact with you. you just can never, ever leave me!”

“i promise.” solomon’s eyes blaze with satisfaction, and he leans forward to grab asmo’s hand. “i promise i’ll always be at your side.”

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kpop-otome-yandere-here · 2 years

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Mc: Thanks for coming, Simeon. I'm so glad you're here to support me.

Simeon: It's no problem, Mc. I'm always ready to help out a friend.

Mc: And thank you for coming too, Solomon, even though I specifically told you not to.

Solomon: My pleasure.

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miiyochi · 10 months

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୨୧ # TERRIBLE HABIT | SOLOMON

feat. solomon x gn!mc contents. suggestive ── established relationship, physical intimacy, sol is very touchy here, (very, very) light thigh riding genre. scenario, nsfw-ish ig words. 1019 note. more solomon posting bc i can’t stop myself :)

solomon.

solomon has gained this…habit. you’re not entirely sure when or where it started. maybe it started off as a joke between the two of you that just escalated and became something between normalcy and another way for solomon to both tease and embarrass you. solomon has no shame, especially when it comes to you.

so when he taps on his thigh, you know better than to ignore him.

you wouldn’t say you and solomon are together-together. more like close friends… extremely close “friends”. sure you’ve shared a bed with him a couple of times, spent the night or had moments where feverish kisses had lead you back to his room; but you were friends. this unclear stance on your relationship is something that has always gotten on the brothers nerves. they never knew whether they should pull you away from the sorcerer or leave you be knowing full well you’d find yourself back to him one way or another.

solomon knew this and used it to his advantage. every so often sol would pull a move solely just to get under the brothers skin. some are more vocal about it, mammon and leviathan mostly. putting a hand on your waist and pulling you close and silently commemorating his victory when mammon yells at him for getting to “chummy” with you. mammon pulls you away from solomon but solomon catches the longing glance in your eyes and smirks, even with distance he’s got you in his grasp.

but solomon’s favorite moments are with lucifer. solomon knows your ticks. he knows what to do to get any reaction from you. he knows your most sensitive spots, knows exactly where to touch to make your knees buckle. you’d be in he halls of RAD with lucifer, walking out of a classroom and talking about the recent lessons. solomon was in close proximity and had picked up that you were asking for help.

“Ah, mc, there you are.” solomon calls out cheerily, not missing the slight glare lucifer shoots him for interrupting. the sorcerer pays no mind to him, snaking his hand around your waist and pulling you back to him. his other hand reaching for yours, gently clasping his hand around yours. solomon leans in close to your ear, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” he whispers sweetly.

his breath hitting the back of your neck, feeling his body against yours was a sure fire way to get you feeling all nervous. solomon had done this plenty of times but, doing it in public…in front of lucifer of all demons, made you visibly flustered. “…I haven’t been far, sol” you reach down to the hand that's resting on your stomach and gently peel yourself from him, shamefully avoiding eye contact.

solomon knows lucifer is watching. he already has an inkling lucifer knows what he’s doing but does so anyway. “I heard you needed help on one of the lessons? you know, I’ve spent a good amount of time studying the very subject years prior. I can help.”

“there’s no need for that, solomon” lucifer cuts in. his voice filled with contempt for the sorcerer. ‘so he finally decides to talk, hm?’ solomon thinks, smiling in knowing that he’s figuratively inches deep in lucifer’s skin. honestly, it never took much for solomon to get on his nerves and yet, whenever you’re involved lucifer is more visibly annoyed.

“oh? you’d think you’d be a better teacher than me, lucifer ?” a slight hint of playfulness is laced within solomon’s words. he only means half of what he says.

“well mc, after you come back from the house of lamentation be sure to come back to my room. I’ll give you a more… thorough lesson that’ll make sure you won’t ever forget the subject. promise ♡.” solomon knows it doesn’t matter if you take lucifer’s invitation to personally teach you because, solomon already knows you’d choose him at the end of the day. maybe lucifer knew that too because the harsh grip he has on his own clothes and a glare that’d normally kill any mortal unfortunate enough to be at the other end of it doesn’t go past solomon. the sorcerer merely smirks and lets you go.

yes, solomon’s terrible habit is showing off his close bond with you in ways that’ll make the others jealous that it isn’t them.

when out in public, solomon likes to sit with you. or to phrase it correctly, likes it when you sit on his lap in public. he’d wave you over and pat his leg, inviting you to sit on his thigh. solomon likes this for two main reasons. first one being, he loves teasing you. it’s as simple as that. he’s a tease.

solomon would bounce his leg while no one was watching, causing some form of friction for you. sometimes you’d shift around trying to feel the most of it. other times you’d reach back and gently place your hand on his chest, turning around to mouth the world ‘stop’. solomon would only smile and wrap his arms around you, pulling you back onto him and letting you feel…him. the bastard would be half hard with you on his lap in public. god, he was shameless. depending on how you react, it’d only egg him on to continuously tease you more. who knows, maybe if you’re lucky he’d sneak a hand between your legs.

“someone’s gonna notice if you keep squirming like that, my love” solomon would whisper in such a sweet and loving tone it makes your head hurt. his hands lightly ghosting and stroking your inner thigh, moving upwards. he was terrible, the worst even.

the second reason he’d love doing this was the aforementioned one before, he loves showing off. solomon gets off on knowing he’s the only one who gets this kind of closeness with you. out of everyone, you picked him. and solomon’s a bragger, he relishes in the looks and glares of envy from the brothers who so desperately want to be in his position. solomon only shrugs it off with a smug smirk.

he really was terrible.

thank you for reading, rbs appreciated<3 m.list

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5mary5 · 12 days

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This is kind of..an au i guess? I hope the end isnt too... sudden? I just hope it makes sense since I'm not much of a writer, wanted to get this out of my chest and share it with yall

Obey me with a player who got isekaid inside the game?

You know hose manhwas where the mc reads/plays this game and then when they go to sleep they are isekaid inside of what they were reading/playing and they use the knowledge they have to survive in this world? What I'd this happened with out mc?

Like there are SO many ways this could go right?, for one you could completely ignore belphegors cries for help at the start of the game before you go up the stairs to meet him, survive the year without getting close to the brothers and just..go but go where exactly? This isn't your world right? Noone knows you here, you mom or dad aren't here non of your siblings (if you have any) or friends or even your cousins and grandparents, you are all alone

So you decide to go through how the original game goes because what is there to lose right? And somehow let's day you do it, ypu make the pacts, travel time lines, meet lillith, and gain their trust but what happens when the exchange program comes to end? Diavolo wants to send you home, to the human world, but this isn't your home.

So what if you try to explain to diavolo that you are from another universe? you have this uneasy feeling, as if something- or more like someone is watching you- As If warning you that what you are about to do is a bad idea

There's only one person demon who knows both the past present and the future, is it □□□□□□□□□□□□? Or maybe □□□□□□□□? Are they the same person?

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alphysz · 1 year

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Leviathan: Hewwo.

Asmodeus: Hihiiiiii!

Lúcifer: Greetings, Human.

MC: Three kinds of people.

Beelzebub: I want pudding.

Solomon: Four kinds of people.

Mammon: WHAT’S UP FUCKERS?

Satan: Five kinds of people.

#obey me shall we date #obm #obey me crack #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me leviathan #obey me asmodeus #obey me lucifer #obey me mc #obey me beelzebulb #obey me solomon #obey me mammon #obey me satan #obey me x reader #obey me

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thewritetofreespeech · 1 year

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Obey me - Christmas dates (II)

Simeon

“Is this it?”

“No. That’s not it.”

“Is this it?”

“Hmm…no. That’s still not it.”

“Is this it?”

“No. But keep trying [Y/N].”

You grumble at Simeon’s optimistic smile and put the book down. When he asked you to accompany him to the local bookstore, you thought this would be more cute & romantic. Not a scavenger hunt through the aisle looking for a book he wouldn’t tell you the name of.

“If you just told me what the book was called, we could look it up in the directory. Or ask someone.”

“No, no. I don’t want to trouble anyone.” Simeon insisted. Combing through the books by their spines. “It’s a red book, and it should be in the new release section.”

“Super helpful Simeon….” You sarcastically reply, as you stand in a sea of red and green book covers for the holidays.

The angel sighed. “I’m sorry [Y/N]. But…it’s really important. I want it to be a surprise so….please bear with me.” You sigh back and keep searching. You really couldn’t say no to Simeon.

Going down another aisle, you spot a book that was facing forward on the shelf. Cover displayed and not the spine. Clearly new, but bound in a way to make it look like an old tome amongst it’s bright shiny partners. You picked it up and flipped a few pages. “Is this it?”

Simeon’s head popped out around the other bookcase and he beamed. “Yes!” Darting over he picked it up with glee. “I can’t believe we found it!”

“What’s so special about this book?” You had to know after all this searching.

The angel got a little shifty in his stance, and blush started to form on his cheeks. “Well….I wrote it.”

“You did?” That wasn’t really a surprise. You were well aware that Simeon was a very gifted writer. From Levi’s favorite series to his smaller pieces of fiction. What surprised you was that he seemed so shy about it. “Why did you want to keep that a secret?”

“Well….read it.” He offered, along with handing you back the book and waiting for you to open it.

You only read a small portion, but the story was about a young protagonist lost in the world of Christmas. Magically transported there, they encounter the seven guardians of Christmas who have lost their path in life to find their way home. The youngest who doesn’t deliver the presents because he was too lazy to do his route. The middle one who is such a perfectionist about everything looking perfect in the gifts that nothing ever gets done. The third who thinks that they should just have robots do all of Christmas and not have any human interaction at all. The second who values money over gifts & people. You get the idea.

“This…is about me?”

“Not exactly,” Simeon replied with a chuckle. Rubbing the back of his head. “But, you were the inspiration. I always find it amazing how you help the brothers find their way. Even me sometimes. This is sort of my Christmas gift to you. So the whole world can see how thoughtful and brave you are. Even if it is a Christmas story.”

You held the book to your chest and felt incredibly moved. Both by the gesture and Simeon’s words.

Taking a step forward, you lean up to give him a peck on the lips. To which he blushed deeper and seemed alarmed. “Thank you Simeon. It’s a wonderful present.”

The angel grinned and took your arm. “Don’t mention it.”

Solomon

You watch the boys play in the snow. Continuing to build tree forts, and snow people, and icy sculptures in the winter wonderland around the school. “Almost feels like home, doesn’t it?”

You turn around to see Solomon standing there. His hair white as the snow, with his usual coy smile on his face. “I suppose. You don’t want to play with the others?”

“I’m not really the ‘tag along’ type.” He replied with a soft chuckle. Which you return.

“I was surprised that you couldn’t make this happen, and we had to go to the yetis for help.” You add. Needling the sorcerer a bit. “I mean, the great and powerful sorcerer Solomon should be able to make a snow storm no problem.”

“It’s not that simple.” Solomon replied. Calm, but clearly miffed by your words.

His hand flicked up. A wisp of white floating around it that danced like the snowflakes in the air. “It’s more than just power. There are other factors at play.” His hand shifted and a sparkling diamond of ice appeared in his hand. “The elemental nature. The disruption. Magic is about balance and if you off set that on a whim, bad things happen.” The diamond shifted into an orb. Floating effortlessly in his hand. “Then there’s distance. I could have easily done the Houses, or the school, if they asked. But the whole of the Devildom? That’s a strain I don’t want to think about.” The ice shifted again, this time into a twirling ballerina. “Then of course there’s the most basic of answers. I didn’t feel like doing it because if I did I’d be spending all my time casting spells instead of spending time with you.” The ballerina morphed into a beautiful, crystal like rose. Each icy petal unique and flawless, which he plucked out of the air and handed to you. “It’s a much better afternoon.”

You blush and Solomon’s offering & words. “Well….thank you. I suppose it is a better afternoon.”

The sorcerer grinned a smug smirk, then leaned in to kiss your cheek. “Feels a little cold.” He said, before offering his hand to you. “Why don’t we head inside to warm up. Before the others notice.”

Raphael

The hustle and bustle of downtown this early to Christmas was palpable in the air. People moving from shop to shop to finish getting gifts. Trying to fit in all the season trips & treats this time of year had to offer. Among the crowd trying to see it all, was you and Raphael.

“So, where should we go next?”

“Michael wants me to send him some of the Christmas treats from Madam Screams & Devian. He’s grown rather fond of the Devildom sweets since we’ve been sending them to him.”

“Sounds good! We should pick up some for Luke too. And the boys. I know Beel will be excited to see the box when we get home, and it will be easier just to get him his own than fight him for it.” You laugh at your own joke and Raphael gave a sort of begrudging grin in reply.

Heading down the street, you see a long line at the corner where you’re supposed to turn to get to the sweet shops. “Excuse me, what’s this line for?”

“Madam Screams.”

You both looked shocked as this line had to be 40 people deep, easy, to get to the front door. “Well, maybe Madam Devin’s is a bit less of a wait…”

“You mean that line over there?” The other patron asked rhetorically as they pointed to another, equally long line across the street.

“Oh poop….” You mutter as your shoulder sink, but you quickly pick yourself up with an energizing huff and turn to Raphael. “We’ll have to divide and conquer then. I’ll wait here, and you get in the Madam Devin line, and we’ll meet back in the middle when we’re done.”

“Split up?” Raphael asked cautiously. “But shouldn’t we stick together?”

“This line is going to take forever. And it’s as short as it’s going to get for either of them. This will be faster.”

“But you want to stand in line alone for hours?”

“I don’t mind.” You mean….you really hoped it wasn’t hours…. “This is important to you. I know how seriously you take these tasks from Michael, so I want to help.”

Raphael seemed moved for a moment, before his face fell and he hung his head. “This isn’t for Michael.” The confession took you by surprise before he continued. “I lied so you’d come out and help me. So I picked out all those things to do today and said Michael wanted to see them. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to waste your time.”

You were shocked now by the truth and asked, “why didn’t you just ask me to come out with you?”

“I didn’t think you’d want to spend the afternoon together if it wasn’t for work. I know I’m not as…vivacious as the others in our circle. I’m ashamed to admit that I resorted to petty trickery to try and get your attention. Like a fool.”

You smirk at Raphael’s honesty. Not thrilled about being lied to, but understanding he was coming from a good place. “You didn’t have to come up with some scheme. I like spending time with you, when we get the chance. If you want to go out with me, be honest.”

The angel nodded once in understanding. Then he reached out and took your hand in his. “May we continue our date? I promise, no more pretenses.”

“Actually, I want to see what’s on this list now.” You tease as you lean into Raphael. “Now that I know it’s not for Michael, I want to know what you picked out for us.”

Raphael blushed, but slowly handed you the list. “I…I wanted to go see the silver fin ducks in Hellsing park.”

“Awww…” You cooed. “That’s pretty sweet.”

“I like their feathers.” Raphael stated as you both headed for the park side by side now. “They remind me of the tips of my spears.”

Diavolo

You had gotten an urgent text from Diavolo to come over to the castle ASAP, so you sprinted over there after class.

Sure, Diavolo could be a little excitable in texts. Finding it the only medium he could express himself since he had to be so formal in public. But he would never abuse the power of an emergency text for something trivial. Right….?

“Hello [Y/N]!” He greeted cheerfully when you arrived. All smiles and boisterous energy as usual.

“Hello….? What’s the emergency? You told me to come right over.”

“Emergency?” He parroted curiously. “Ah! Oh yes. The tree!”

“The tree?” You seemed to just be repeating things back & forth to each other, as none of this made sense.

“Let me show you.” The prince took your hand and led you down the halls of the palace towards the grand ballroom. “The tree for the Christmas ball arrived and I wanted you to be the first to see it.”

You step into the ballroom and, once there was a field of gold & silver, was a sea of green. “Whoa…” You gape out in alarm. “It’s….big.”

“Yes I know.” He seemed very proud of himself. “I had this idea that everyone could make or bring an ornament and we could hang it on the tree. So we needed a big one to make that happen.”

“That’s actually very sweet Diavolo.” The prince let out his usual, bright laugh at your remark.

“I also wanted you to be the first to hang something on it. I wanted you to help me with the star.”

Your eyes pan up the colossal height of the tree. “I think that might be an issue. There probably isn’t a ladder big enough to get me up there.”

He laughed again and suddenly was wrapped in a cloak of dark shadows before reappearing in his demon form. “That won’t be an issue.”

Handing you the star, Diavolo picked you up in his arms. Then with a great flap of his wings had you in the air and at the top of the tree in no time. “…..There!” You announce once you’d settled the star at the top. “Does it look straight?”

“Looks great to me!”

Floating back down to the ground, Diavolo held you for a bit longer before you asked. “Are you going to put me down?”

To which he sighed and muttered, “if I must.”

Once he sat you down he shifted back to his typical form with a softer smile. “Thank you for your help [Y/N]. I…suppose you have to leave now?”

“Not right away.” He perked up at that with another smile. “Let’s talk more about the party. Do you have any other fun plans than the ornaments to keep people in the holly jolly mood?”

“Do I!”

Barbatos

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house…you know the rest.

Actually, it wasn’t the night before Christmas anymore. It was now the very early hours of Christmas morning, but it was still quiet and calm as no one had woken up yet. No one, that it, except one man.

“[Y/N]….” You mutter and squirm in your sleep at the sound of your name. Thinking it was a dream before you heard it again. “[Y/N]…” You open your eyes and see Barbatos standing there. A gentle smile on his face as he looked at you with affection. “Happy Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas…” You reply back in sleepy automation. With a yawn and small stretch, you realize it was technically morning and Christmas morning at that. “What time is it?”

“Early, I’m afraid. My apologies.” He said sincerely. “The day will be very busy for the both of us, and I know your attention will be on others today, so I at least wanted to be the first to wish you a Happy Christmas and spend this time with you.”

“That’s sweet.” You reply. Sitting up. “I wish I had known. I would have worn nicer pajamas.”

Barbatos chuckled. Then slid into bed beside you; over the covers of course. “You never have to change for me. I think you’re perfect the way you are.”

You smile, then curl up into the demon’s side with a sigh. “Your present is downstairs under the tree. Sorry.”

“This is all I need.” He replied. “I did bring you some tea and biscuits. In case you were feeling peckish when you awoke. Would you like some? It’s a Christmas blended tea from the human world that I got for today.”

“Sure!”

He brought the tray over, and the two of you share tea & biscuits in your bed. Watching the snowfall. When you were finished Barbatos tucked you back into bed and kissed your forehead before departing. “Rest now, [Y/N]. I’m sure those brothers will be clamoring for your affection any moment now. Don’t tell them I was here first.

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