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saeyoungchoismaid · 1 year

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hi love! big fan of your blog <3 if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could I request hc's for a gender neutral MC who calls the obey me boys (minus luke ofc) by terms of endearment as a nickname, like calling mammon honey! love you, have a great day!

Hi anon! I'm assuming you're asking for their reactions to being called smth like that and what they'd prefer to be called? Idk but that's what I did lol. Hope you enjoy!

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Lucifer:

I think the first time you use a term of endearment for him, he's just kinda like 🧍 LMAO

like it just catches him so off guard bc he's not used to it

if you call him smth serious like "darling" or "sweetie," he will blush but try to hide it

if it's smth dumb like "my honey bunches of oats," he's going to give you the most unimpressed look imaginable

definitely prefers to call you and to be called the more 'mature' terms such as darling, honey, my love, sweetheart, my beloved, and so on

Mammon:

blushes 47103784 different shades and can't stop stuttering the first time you call him one

pretends to not like them but is actually obsessed

he will legit think you're mad at him if you use his name instead of a pet name 😭✋😂

likes calling you the cheesy, dorky stuff like sweetie (pie), cutie (pie), my honey bunches of oats, sugar, sunshine, buttercup, sweet pea, and so on

he likes when you call him babe/baby, honey, sweetie, handsome, sweet thang, good lookin, and probs smth ridiculous like stud muffin 💀

Levi:

dies on the spot. rip Levi

nah but he fr gets SO embarrassed

honestly probably takes him a while to call you anything other than your name and "normie" 😭✋

when he finally gets with the program, he'd probably start out with calling you basic stuff like babe/baby and beautiful, and then might start warming up to more playful ones like queen/king or even smth oddly specific like Pudding Pop which ofc has a funny story behind it

he likes it when you call him babe/baby. And while these next ones are so corny and cheesy that it makes him want to die, he secretly loves them. Honey bun, sweetie (pie), love bug, and mayhaps even a baby boy?

Satan:

I can't decide if he'd be blushing red from embarrassment or would just be such a cocky bastard about it 😭✋

idk maybe if he was unsure about your feelings then he'd be flustered, but if he knew how you felt, he'd just be smirking as his sharp tongue went unchecked

honestly, probably uses similar terms that Luci uses, but I think he'd also use terms that are from books, poetry, and so on. Stuff like rosebud, jewel, my beloved, apple of my eye, light of my life, beau, dove, cara mia ("my beloved" in Italian), and so on. He'd also love to call you kitten/kitty cat/etc

he'd probably, again, like similar ones that Luci prefers. I think he'd also like things like Romeo, my other half, soulmate, my one and only, and other stuff like that. He even grows to like "old man" despite the fact that he pretends to hate it 💀

Asmo:

sigh. where to even start with this man

he's been calling you pet names since day one 😭💀

it ranges from cutie to sexy, baby to mi amor, sweet cheeks to darling, little dove to doll. it's a new one every time he addresses you I stg. It honestly just depends on what kind of mood he's/you're in, where you are, who you're with, etc.

he likes when you call him the same things, but especially likes anything that refers to his looks such as handsome, dream boat, papi, hot stuff, sexy, casanova, and so on. He also likes things like prince charming and my knight in shining armor

Beel:

my time has come

probably blushes when you call him one but then gets super happy and is just cheesin for the rest of the day

loves loves loves when you both use food ones 😭😂 sweetie pie, honey (bun), jellybean, cupcake, dumpling, buttercup, sugarplum, puddin, sugar, the list goes on 😭✋😂

I think he would also like the really sweet and cute ones too though like honey bunny, love bug, my love, darling, and so on

Belphie:

can dish it out but can't eat what he's cookin LMAO

easily calls you pet names but always gets so embarrassed when you return it. (He's probably the type to get angry when you call him something sweet or cute LMAO like his embarrassment turns into anger to cope with it anogifehdfah)

he loves calling you my moon/stars/sun(shine). I think he'd also use ones like angel, babe/baby, sweetie/sweetheart, and so on

he'd like when you call him sleepyhead, teddy bear, babe/baby, and snuggle bug. Super cheesy ones like snookums or smth like that will never fail to make him grin and chuckle

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lancermylove · 2 years

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What people see when they see a fly rubbing its hands (left) vs what I see (right). 😂

#obey me #swd om #swd beelzebub #swd beel #obey me beel #beelzebub fanart

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23tweakedcryptid23 · 1 year

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Belphie ranks his brothers as cuddle partners on a scale of 1-10

Beel: 10/10, in fact 1,000,000/10 absolutely the best, peak snuggles

Satan: 8/10, surprisingly calming presence most of the time, points deducted for rare occasions of lap throwing during arguments with Lucifer

Levi: 7/10, also surprisingly calming presence, points off for also lap throwing albeit for anime or gaming related reasons, further point deduction for denying snuggles on occasion

Mammon: 6/10, points deducted for talking too much and attempted pickpocketing (note to self leave wallet in secure location when seeking cuddles)

Asmo: 5/10, gives the best scalp massages, but likes to test makeup, skincare products, and nail polish on poor unsuspecting sleeping victims (so annoying, oh well at least the results always look good)

Lucifer: No comment [secretly 9/10 don't tell Lucifer though]

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tsukii0002 · 13 days

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Levi: Mc!!!! Mammon won't give me my money back

Mc: Mammon either give Levi his money back or stop asking him for money.

Later that day

Belphie: Mc, Lucifer won't stop sending me work that I don't have to do.

Mc: Lucifer!!! Stop bringing you extra work and you Belphie do your fair share!!!

A couple of hours later

Solomon: Mc! Asmo won't let me wear my wizard cape!

Mc: *sighing* Asmo let everyone dress the way they want to dress, ok?

A while later

Luke:*crying* Mc!! Beel has eaten the cake I had just made!!!!

Mc: Beel!!! What did we say about eating Luke's sweets without permission????

After all day resolving other people's conflicts

Mc: Can't you do anything on your own?!!!!

Barbatos: *standing next to Mc with a smile* ….

Mc: Barbatos?

Barbatos: Mc, the young master keeps touching my exclusive tea pots.

Mc: …

Mc: All of you do this on purpose, don't you?

Barbatos: ...

Mc: *sighs* Diavolo!!!!

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temis-de-leon · 3 months

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Pick me girls and OM! Brothers - Part 2

Characters: Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie (x reader, separately)

Part 1 - Lucifer, Mammon and Levi (x reader, separately)

Part 3 - Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon (x reader, separately)

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CW: pick me girl behavior, one of these girls is actually really stupid, suggestive, mentions of sex between the brothers and mc, mentions of violence, a bit of magic, mentions of cheating (not actual cheating), nightmares, implied death, jealous mc, some fluff, some hurt, some comfort, still ooc but i had even more fun

Satan

Your boyfriend looked more offended than you ever had the chance to feel.

The cashier at the bookstore barely had the time to say anything about her supposed romance with the demon before he appeared in his signature pose: a hand in his hip and the other one over his chest.

He had been a regular for years and you didn't know if the girl had been delusional enough to believe she had something with him or if she was just jealous and wanted to make you feel bad.

You weren't sure which one was sadder.

"Am I hearing this correctly?" he said with spite, distracting you from your own thoughts "Are you so daft you were considering me reciprocating your feelings?"

The girl lowered her gaze, clearly embarrassed, and for a moment you felt guilty. Maybe she really thought she had something mutual going on with Satan; a crush that went too far in her own imagination.

She proved you wrong, however, when not only did she give you a side eye, but also said the most stupidest thing one could ever muster.

"Well, obviously you are so daft you chose them over me"

You couldn't waste time on feeling hurt; not when Satan was showing his fangs, letting his tail scratch the floor as it lashed behind him. As hot as he looked like this, it was not the moment nor the place to show his demon form in a fit of rage.

The stupid cashier seemed proud of getting a reaction out of him, finally catching his attention. Maybe she was a demon of wrath too? Maybe that's how she flirted with other demons?

The poor thing would be lucky if she ever lived to see another day.

Let her discover that fact on her own.

"She's not worth it, Satan" you urged, pushing him to the door "Let's go to that cat cafe you mentioned earlier. You said they had new kittens, right?"

That seemed to do the trick.

He looked at you with love, still mixed with anger and bewilderment, but not enough for you not to hold his hand and lean against him.

"I'm sorry, my dear" he murmured, then he spoke louder "Do not believe a word she said"

"I would never"

"Good"

He nodded to himself, like the idea of you believing the cashier was too stupid to even consider it, but neither of you could ignore how his hand stiffened in yours for a second.

"Let's go see some kittens" you said in a singing voice, leading him in the street towards your destination.

You failed to see the adoration in his eyes.

Asmo

This succubus dated Asmo long before you were even an idea in your parents' minds and she wanted you to keep that in mind.

She wanted you to know that everything you knew, she knew better (a blatant lie) and that Asmo preferred experience over novelty (ew).

"I remember the times we went to the sauna and... Oh, sorry, does he take you to the sauna?"

"He invited me a couple of times, yes" but I had to say no or else I would've boiled alive.

"And does he...?"

Does he. Does he. Does he.

He does. HE DOES. HE DEFINITELY DOES.

In which moment did you think going to The Fall was a better plan than doing each other's skincare routine while making fun of 50 shades of Grey?

The both of you could be criticizing that poor excuse of BDSM right now (before recreating the correct version), but, instead, Asmo was ordering the girliest cocktail ever made while this Camila Cabello wannabe harassed you.

"...that was a little joke between us"

Lord Diavolo she just kept going.

"I'm so happy you remember so well your past relationship with him" you intervened with a strain in your voice, "but maybe it's time for you to stop and leave"

The succubus smirked with a smugness that made your innards burn from the inside out.

"Don't get jealous! I'm sure he loves you too"

Oh my Lord.

The lion, the witch and the audacity of this bitch.

"Hon', look at this!"

There he came, your savior, dressed in a skimpy dress with hands full of shimmery drinks and a glint in his very beautiful loving eyes.

"They didn't have human beverages, but I swear the taste is impeccable, you'll love it! Just let me take a picture for Devilgram first"

Camila Cabello, as you had finally decided to call her, cleared her throat in search of the demon's attention. Asmodeus looked in her direction, obviously trying to remember who she was.

"Asmo, baby!" she was nothing but a smile full teeth and a mission. Her gaze a little desperate "Remember me?"

Her determination died, however, when Asmo's expression turned shocked after studying her. He grasped his chest in sorrow as he asked the funniest question you could hear at the moment.

"What are you wearing?"

Camila Cabello was finally at a loss of words and you briefly wondered if this had ever happened to her.

"If you're gonna meddle in my relationship with MC at least take effort in looking decent"

His expression was sweet, saccharine, but there was an underlying seriousness in his voice.

He was so beautiful. And he was all yours.

Beel

She was one of the boys, apparently. Beel had definitely never mentioned her, but the girl only laughed when you told her that.

"Wow, controlling much? Does he have to tell you about every friend?"

Well, no, Beel didn't have to inform you about everyone he's ever met, but your boyfriend was sweet enough to want you in every aspect of his life, thus introducing you to his friends, his teammates and even his gym bros.

Definitely not to this girl.

You looked at her in disbelief, licking your teeth with a calculating glance. How much would Beel care if you hit this airhead with a dumbbell?

"We hang out together almost every day" she boasted, twisting a strand of her hair around her finger "It's not even weird for me to be in the boys locker room"

Were you strong enough to throw a dumbbell?

Surely she'd rather be with them instead of you if she was 'one of the boys', no? Why would she be in the bleachers with you, waiting for the team to finish their training, when she could be in any other part of the field doing exercise or playing for another sport?

"I'm not making you insecure, am I?" asked the girl in poorly faked innocence "If he loves you so much you should have nothing to worry about"

"Oh, I trust him" you assured her, but you didn't sound as confident as you wanted to. Although Beel never gave you any reasons to doubt him, it was difficult to defend your relationship when this girl was so convinced everyone was in love with her.

"That's so cool"

You decided to ignore her and her mocking tone, hoping to end the conversation right there, but she just kept talking. It was obvious she wanted to get under your skin.

For what? you wondered. Did she expect Beel to leave you if she batted her lashes fast enough? Did she know Beel at all??

"Oh, Beely!"

You cringed with a scowl visible to everyone around you. Some of Beel's teammates laughed at your missfortune, while the others, the ones you liked best, turned around in horror and left without a second glance.

Wether he was oblivious or just didn't care, Beel wasted no time in running towards you with a smile on his face.

"Did you see me?" he asked, looking up to you with a boyish grin and brightened eyes.

"I'm always looking at you"

Beel blushed, his smile still obvious in his face, but he couldn't get another word in before the girl talked again.

"I was looking at you too"

You rolled your eyes and Beel immediately stared at you with a curious glance. He hummed in response, ignoring her once again as he reached out for your hand to caress your knuckles.

"There's a new limited edition menu in a restaurant near RAD"

No questions added nor needed. You smiled at him and nodded, bringing his hand to your lips to kiss it. A promise for later.

"Noo, we used to go there so much..."

"Can you stop?" Beel interrupted her with a deadpan expression "You're making MC uncomfortable"

The girl looked at him in surprise, mouth wide open, clearly not expecting to be snapped at.

She didn't dare to look at you after that.

Belphie

It wasn't the first time you dreamt about this girl and it wasn't the first time you dreamt about her stealing your sloth of a boyfriend.

She wasn't some mystery girl, but rather Belphie's old seatmate, the one he had before you were kidnapped admitted in RAD. A quiet doe-eyed succubus that looked at him like he was the best thing that ever happened to both human and demon mankind.

She'd tried to sit next to him a couple of times with no avail, always getting rejected in your favor. Then, Belphie and you started dating and she stopped trying. You'd innocently thought she'd surrendered.

But not only did she search for him the very few times you guys weren't next to each other, she also ignored you completely when you were there.

Ignoring her back was easier said than done.

And this time, the oniric version of her wasn't just stealing your boyfriend. This time, he was willingly going to her, making your heart hurt so much it made you wake up with what felt like broken ribs.

It took you a couple of minutes to pull yourself together and not push Belphie away when he brought you back to his chest. The image of him kissing her while looking at you was engraved in your mind.

So, although sweating and hurting both from your heart and your confidence, you forced yourself to sleep.

You didn't notice just how awake Belphie was.

Back when you were still friends, you had allowed him to introduce himself into your slumber each time you had a nightmare. Images of you dying under the jaws and claws of faceless demons disappeared faster when the real Belphie was there. Ironic, isn't it?

He tried to stop every single one of them, but sometimes he was so deep in his own dreams it was proved to be impossible.

You thought this was one of those occasions, but, alas, you were wrong.

Days passed without any new event and Belphie mentioned nothing about your initial irrational coldness towards him, which made you feel a tiny bit better. Eventually you'd get so embarrassed about the situation that you had no other option but to dote on him like the brat he was, leading to a whole weekend sprawled over his bed in the attic.

The girl was still there, although not as persistent with Belphie, and she avoided you like the plague, with fright in her eyes.

So he did something about her, didn't he? But how did he know? And what did he do? You wanted to ask, curious as ever, but as time went by and the eyebags under her eyes started to occupy her entire face, you decided against it.

Barely a month later she disappeared without leaving trace. And since Belphie didn't even acknowledge her at all, why would you?

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onyourowndaisymae · 7 months

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under where?

content + warnings: nsfw, x fem!reader, flashing, discussions of oral

prompt: "Imagine sitting across from the brothers and nonchalantly spreading your legs to reveal no underwear under your skirt. Just IMAGINE their reactions…" (via: @shywritersblog)

there's a tension in the air, a mixture of seven different reactions to the same action. seven demons who knew their master had such a commanding presence, had fallen victim to "stay" time and time again-- yet here you are, bringing all of them to their knees without uttering a single word.

lucifer pales when your legs spread. a low, possessive growl threatens to rock his chest, but he swallows hard and averts his gaze. you can see his cheeks flush a little. he meets your gaze-- he's very determined to show you he doesn't see you as a piece of meat-- and opens his mouth to scold you for such vulgar behavior. but there's this heat in your gaze, almost inviting as your eyes smolder with want. his mouth closes. he takes another look between your spread legs. fuck. you're so wet it's obscene. were you really that needy, working yourself up like that over there? he can only imagine what's running through your head, what depraved thoughts linger beneath that cheshire smile. no matter. just say the word and he's whisk you away to his room, alone, ready to please his master until dawn breaks through the darkened skies.

mammon whines, the sound loud and uninhibited, his cheeks engulfing in flames-- yet he can't bring himself to be ashamed. it takes everything in him not to pounce on you. he wants to yell, too. why? why're you so comfortable spreading your legs like that in front of all his brothers, huh?! don't you know the kind of filthy thoughts running through their heads?! the conflicting feelings make his stomach flutter. he wants to close your legs, guarding your entrance like a dragon to its hoard, greedy to keep its greatest treasure private. but he also wants to fall to his knees in front of you. to wait for your permission before burying his face in your cunt, fucking you on his tongue in front of everyone. he's getting impatient now that the thought's entered his mind-- so can you please stop looking at him like that and let him touch you already, before he loses whatever mind he has left?

leviathan can feel his shame rush to his face, burning heat pooling at the back of his neck. it's embarassing how quickly his pants grow tight and cumbersome. this-- this is too much for him. he needs to hide away, now, burrowing into a fort of blankets in his bathtub until a century or two passes and he's sure everyone's forgotten about this moment in time. but he can't. because you're staring at him. your eyes crawl up his body, lingering on his shifty feet, his quivering hands, his tented pants-- your gaze makes his head spin. he's going to pass out if you keep watching him like that. you wet your lips briefly, eyes darting to meet his before your gaze falls between his legs again, and he swears to every authority in every realm that he can feel his cock throb in need. please say something, do something. either let him retreat to lick his wounds or ride him until he's a puddle of drool and slick underneath you.

satan's cheeks flush, but he keeps his gaze steady as he thoroughly observes your sopping wet cunt. he wants to think of something clever or witty to say, but his mouth is so dry and his brain is so fuzzy-- do you know what you do to him? he's aware that you're teasing him. it's frustrating. all these eyes on you, and yet you're only looking at him. like a cat that got the cream, you're smirking, lounging in your chair like he can't see the slick gathering around your entrance. it would be so easy for his finger to slip inside you, finger fucking you senseless until you're so sensitive you writhe and dig your nails into the arms of that chair. but that would be too easy, wouldn't it? no, you're teasing the avatar of wrath. while patience is not his favorite virtue, it will be the one he has tonight-- because the moment you're finally underneath him, he's going to toy with you as much as he wants, prowl around your exposed body until he decides to pounce. after all, you're the one who wanted to play cat and mouse.

asmodeus can feel his lips curl into a grin. oh, you naughty little thing! a giggle escapes his lips as he watches you with rapt attention. oh, that slippery little cunt of yours is so cute! would you mind if he got a closer look? he wants to bask in this moment. you're biting your bottom lip and grinning right back at him, and it takes everything in him not to break the tension by letting honey filth spew from his lustful lips. sure, there's a lot he could say, but don't actions speak louder than words? in that case, he wouldn't mind running his tongue along that pretty clit of yours to taste your slick himself. he can't think of a better way to express his love for you than to ravish you as thoroughly as the tried and true avatar of lust can. the room is delightfully hot and intense, making his head spin as surges of lust bounce off the walls. oh, darling, the anticipation is killing him-- won't you just share all the dirty thoughts caught in that pretty little head of yours?

beelzebub suddenly feels like he shouldn't be here. he notices the change in the air before he notices your legs spread, ever perceptive to the emotions of his loved ones. and all of those feelings lead him to you-- specifically, that wet spot between your legs that's got everyone so riled all of a sudden. it makes him nervous. at first, he worries you've exposed yourself on accident. he looks away as his cheeks turn pink, ashamed of how quickly his mind begins to wander. but then he hears you shuffling-- so naturally, he looks back at you-- to find you pulling your skirt up further, bunching it around your thighs to give everyone a clearer view. he realizes now that you want everyone to see your cunt. now he doesn't feel so bad about staring, about the groan sitting in the back of his throat. he'll never push, never question your motives or try to touch you without explicit permission, but he can't help the way his mouth waters and his erection stirs in his pants. and judging by the way you're staring at him like a five course meal, it seems you don't mind much either.

belphegor's eyes widen in shock, before a predatory grin engulfs his face. oh. you're in for it now. you've given the game away by exposing yourself as a needy whore, and it's clear from your haughty smirk that you think you've won this game. that's cute. but you're playing with demons-- manipulative, scheming, needy demons that'd do anything to bury themselves deep inside of the very hole you're so determined to tease them with. or maybe you're just teasing one particular demon. because your eyes linger on his just a bit too long to be coincidental, flitting away to the ground or a nearby wall before meeting his again. are you feeling nervous now? you should be. make no mistake-- he sees what you're doing here, and he's already thinking of ways to handle it. you're clearly getting aroused by all the attention. he wants to help, but he's just feeling so tired. you're already so prepped and eager-- maybe he should let you sink onto his cock in this very room? he's curious to see how well you can perform with an audience.

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l3viat8an · 11 months

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Thinkin’ about cowboy!Beel with a reader who doesn’t know about ‘the cowboy hat rule’

Beel’s old sun-faded cowboy hat is just sitting there. Right in front of you and he always looks so fuckin’ hot in it~! You just want to try it on really quick!!-

As you pick the hat up and move to put it on your head Beel’s voice comes from behind you, “I wouldn’t do that, sugar.” you jump and turn to face Beel with hat still in your hand.

Just an inch or two from actually sitting on your head as a small pout forms on your lips “And why not?” before Beel can say anything else you put his hat on and grin! “So does it suit me?”

Beel’s cheeks turn the sweetest shade of pink as he answers “It sure does……but now I’ve gotta teach ya ‘bout the cowboy hat rule..” “The what?” Your smile fades a little and you look at Beel confused, “Suger, if you put on a cowboys hat ya gotta ride the cowboy.” You own cheeks go bright red as you shout “What?!” and take off Beel’s hat, dropping it like it’s too hot to hold onto now.

Beel’s deep laugh fills the air at your reaction, “Only if ya wanted to that is. I really don’t mind ya wearin’ my hat.”

Cowboy! Belphie here

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mammonsrockstargf · 15 days

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"Fuck, the things I wouldn't do for a cheeseburger right now,"

Beelzebub's attention is immediately on you, eyes twinkling red. "We can go to Hell's Burger after this then," he says, eager to oblige to any and all requests you make. The fact that it involves food only entices him further. You sigh and shake your head, much to his confusion.

"No, Beel, like a real burger," you say, resting your head in your hands, elbows on your desk. You're sitting at the back of the class, so your teacher doesn't notice that neither of you is particularly focused. Beelzebub's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Hell's Burger's burgers aren't real?" he mumbles and you smile apologetically at him, shaking your head.

"Sorry, Beel, I just-" You stop for a second, reminiscing about your favourite burger restaurant. Beel waits patiently for you to sort out your thoughts, although the talk of burgers has increased the never-ending rumble of his stomach.

"I just crave a human-world burger, that doesn't have the word death or poison in the name or has 4,000-year-old cheese in it," you say and pout at him. "I want a proper burger, with normal cheese and lettuce and pickles-" your rant is interrupted by the loud noise of Beel's stomach, so loud that the entire class turns to look at you for a second before realising it's just Beel. The teacher sighs and resumes the lesson. Your brows furrow in concern. "You got any lunch left, big guy?" you ask and Beel shakes his head while holding onto his stomach.

Without looking up from his book a single time, Satan, sitting in front of you, reaches down into his bag and pulls out his lunch, giving it to Beel. Beel gratefully accepts it, with a sheepish look.

"Thanks, bro."

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Your craving for a real cheeseburger doesn't go away, but you resolve to not tell Beel about it after his... expressive reaction. That's until three days later when Beels is pulling you down the street by your hand. "Beel, where are we going?" you ask, but he just smiles at you, grinning from ear to ear. "Mmmh, it's a surprise," he says. You don't realize where you are until you're standing in front of the passage that you've used a couple of times before. The seal to the human realm.

"What's going on?" you ask. Beel shrugs. "Got permission from Lucifer to take you to a real burger place," he says and you stare at him in awe. "Beel, that's really nice of you," you say and he smiles. "Yeah, yeah, thank me later,"

Before you know it, you're pulled into the passage with a squeal.

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The great thing about going out with Beel is that there is absolutely no shame when it comes to ordering food. The demon is as shameless as a baby. The more the two of you order, the more the cashier in front of you seems to pale. Pretty much every burger on the menu is ordered, several portions of fries, every single dip, 20 chili cheese tops, 3 milkshakes (one for each flavour), 2 sodas, chicken wings-

"Oh, Beel, you gotta taste this one, it's the best," you say, pointing at the menu. The cashier begrudgingly adds it to your total. "Anything else I can do for you?" they ask and you smile apologetically at them. "I think we're good for now," you say pinching Beel's arm, before he begins ordering any more. He closes his mouth and blinks at you. You wonder how long he would continue to order if you didn't stop him.

"Will you be eating here or taking it with you?" The cashier asks and they raise their brows when you tell them you'll be eating it there. Probably wondering how two people can eat that much food.

You honestly can't even blame them, but it's not like you can explain that they're dealing with the Avatar of Gluttony. Beel doesn't even seem to notice the cashier's judgment when he pulls out Lucifer's card and pays for the food.

You find a secluded table and sit down. It feels almost too normal, being back in your own world, sitting at a fast-food restaurant. Beel notes your nostalgia and grabs your hand. You smile at him. "Truly, Beel, thank you for this. I needed it," you say and once again Beel just shrugs.

"Figured it was the least I could do," he says. "You've done so much for us, always getting caught in me 'n my brother's fights," he mumbles and begins to rub soothing circles into your wrist. You sit like that in comfortable silence for a while before you lean over the table to place a chaste kiss to his lips. Beel's belly grumbles and he leans over to chase your lips, but you're interrupted when three workers come over and place an insane amount of food on your table. You smile at Beel and shrug when he makes a disappointed noise.

"We're definitely getting dessert after this right?" he asks, still oblivious to the judgemental stares from the restaurant workers, but you find yourself not caring either when you grin mischievously.

"How about I'll be your dessert?"

a/n: so i did some research and i couldn't really figure out if chili cheese tops is an international thing of just a scandinavian thing? it's fried cheeseballs with jalapeno in them and bread on the outside. is that a thing in your country?

thanks for reading! find my other stuff here.

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imagine showing any of the celestials that stupid little illusion that makes it look like youre pulling your thumb off and they all collectively lose their SHIT. like freaking out, yelling at solomon for teaching you dangerous magic, asking why youd ever do such a stupid thing, only for you to put it back and theyre just so baffled. once its been explained, diavolo and mammon would be enamoured, begging you to show them the trick behind it.

by extension. telling one of them youve "got their nose" and running off, only for them to chase after you and demand for it back. luke just straight up bursts into tears.

#im sorry this mental image has got me losing my shit #mammon slamming his fists on the door going GIVE IT BACK I NEED THAT #asmo being like NOOO MY NOSE IS SO CUTE YOU CANT HAVE IT YOU MONSTER D:#you do it to beel and belphie just goes like “oh maybe hell finally stop snoring”#barbatos Knows but he plays along with it for the funny #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #obey me #om!swd #obey me shall we date #om! swd #general howls

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still-a-morosexual-help · 1 year

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LEGENDARY NON-BINARY ICON DEVILCAT✨️

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saeyoungchoismaid · 1 year

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Perhaps 6 with Beelzebub? 👉👈

6. patting the other’s head

genre: fluff

warnings: none

With Beel being so tall, he can see everything.

The dust on the top of the fridge or shelves, over crowds, the list goes on. He pretty much looms over everyone around him. He's such a sweetheart though, that most aren't afraid of him.

Especially you.

He has such a sweet spot for you it's unreal. He's always doing any and everything to please you, to make you happy, to get just one smile or chuckle from you. He goes above and beyond to make sure it happens.

He'll even give you the last slice or bite of things. That's how much you mean to him.

He loves to hold your hand and wrap you up in big, warm bear hugs. Another way he shows affection is by patting you on the head. He's just so tall, he's already up there, he might as well just give your tiny head a little pat.

He likes to ruffle your hair a bit and to make you whine about messing up your hair. He thinks it makes you so cute. He likes giving you pats after you do a good job at something or when you are being extra affectionate. Sometimes he'll pat you on the head and then card his hands through your hair, starting to play with it.

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Teen MC 26: Heartbreaking Wish (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demon Bros x gn!Reader, platonic

Warning: Spoilers from chapter 16, mention of blood and violence.

Commissioned by: Celeste

Prompt: Hello! I saw that you take commissions so I wanted to ask if for an angst and comfort headcanon idea I had. G/N teen mc having an argument with one of their parents ( about something that mc has every right to be angry about. Just imagine the brothers reaction especially since teen mc is very patient, calm, and forgiving.) and mc just explodes and yells “I wish I would’ve stayed dead” (when belphie killed us). Just imagine the instant regret mc feels when they see the brothers face.🥺

A/N: Hi! Thanks for the commission, it means a lot! 😁 Hope you like the HCs.

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Lucifer was taken aback by your sudden change in personality and more so by your words. What exactly happened when you went to visit your parents? He recalled seeing the message you sent on the group chat.

Asmo: (Y/n)! Hope you are doing okay~. We miss you sooo much! You: I had a fight with my parents and... Asmo: And? Satan: Are you alright? Mammon: Earth to (Y/n)! You wanna reply? Levi: Say something... Beel: Please? Belphie: No, seriously. (Y/n), reply. Lucifer: (Y/n), return to Devildom at once.

Not replying to messages, not wanting to talk to anyone, and exploding...that seemed very unlike you. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, you had to say something that he never wanted to hear from you - at least not after seeing the state of your body the day Belphie attacked you.

His shoulders tensed up, and his head lowered. Lucifer remained silent, not knowing how to reply to your statement. He closed his eyes and recalled the words that echoed in his mind the day he had seen your limp body in Mammon’s arms. “Failure. You are a failure. You failed at protecting them, just like you failed at protecting Lilith and your brothers.”

Your heartstrings tugged at seeing an expression Lucifer rarely shows, and you instantly regretted saying you wish you had stayed dead. “L-Luci, I’m...so-sorry.”

“Never say such words again.” His voice was heavy and lacked the usual assertiveness. “(Y/n), I may not know what happened between you and your parents, but I can say confidentially that you are in the right. You are a composed individual, and for you to get triggered enough to wish death on yourself says quite a lot. Kindly never repeat those words, not to me or my brothers. A life without you is meaningless to us. Always remember that.”

Satan was stunned by the volume of your voice and couldn't fathom what caused you, of all people, to lose your temper. What did your parents say to you? But his mind didn’t let him get far with that question as your word took over his thoughts.

Though he was staring at your face, Satan's eyes were distant, and his breath grew ragged. Sadly, he couldn't stop his mind from replaying the heartbreaking scene - Belphie covered in your blood; Mammon screaming at you to wake up; Levi with his back against the wall, looking like he was going to throw up; Beel frozen in place, his eyes shifting between you and Belphie; Asmo staring at your body, struggling to breathe; Lucifer getting angry. No matter how much he tried to look away, Satan couldn't tear his emerald eyes from your deathly pale face.

“Satan?” You tried to get his attention but to no avail. “Did I remind you of something I shouldn’t have? I’m sorry. This day has been too much for me...and I don’t know what to do. I feel like crying.”

He closed his eyes and sighed, “That day, I saw reactions from my brothers that I have never seen before. I cannot tell you how traumatizing that scene was for us. I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t returned, nor do I want to think about it. I cannot judge you for saying those words as I am known to have moments of blind rage, and in those moments, I have said words I regret. (Y/n), I won’t ask you to tell me what happened with your parents, but if you want to talk, I will listen. I can already tell you are not at fault, but please do me a favor, don’t make a wish like that again.”

Mammon gasped and covered his mouth. You can get angry? Since when? You were the last person Mammon thought he would see angry - wait, what did you say? Mammon’s eyes slowly started to get wide, and he suddenly felt like someone latched onto his throat.

The image of your blood-soaked body resting in his arms flashed in his vision. At that time, Mammon wished it was just a prank, a prank his brothers pulled on him, but when he looked around at their faces, they looked horrified. That’s when the situation started to sink in, slowly and painfully. He called your name over and over again, trying to wake you up. Mammon desperately pressed his hands against your wound, but the blood did not stop pouring out. Why was this happening?

Mammon’s lower lip trembled as tears collected in the corner of his eyes. He had forgotten that incident, so why did you have to go and remind him of it again?

“M-Mammon? Are you...crying?” You reached your hand up to his face and gently wiped the liquid off his cheeks with your fingertips. “Mammon? H-Hey...”

His eyes moved down to you, and out of the blue, he tightly wrapped his arms around you as if his life depended on it. “Don’t say somethin’ like that! I won’t letcha die, not...again. If you’re angry, take it out on the people you’re angry at...take it out on me, hit me, scream at me, but don’t ya dare hurt yourself. Ya hear that? I dunno what I would do with myself if somethin’ happened to you.”

Belphie’s mind went blank at hearing your words, his eyes became lifeless, and his vision began to blur. The forsaken memories once again overshadowed his thoughts.

Looking down at his trembling hands, he recalled how they were covered in your blood. He was furious- his hatred for humans, losing Lilith, hatred for Diavolo, frustration towards Lucifer, being locked up...everything has clouded his judgment. His blind rage had caused him to tear into your skin, and all he could remember was seeing blood everywhere.

He felt sick to the stomach and started backing away from you, losing his balance in the process and falling on his behind. To this day, he regretted what he did, and even though you had forgiven him, he hadn’t forgiven himself. But your words forced him to think about what would have happened if he had successfully killed you? His family would still be in disarray, he would never have learned the truth about Lilith, you would never have been his friend, and he would have had to live with your blood on his hands for the rest of his existence.

Seeing his expression, you covered your mouth and wished you could turn back time. “Belphie, I am so sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight...I am sorry. Oh my god, I am so sorry!”

His lips twisted into a grimace, “I deserved that. If I could, I would go back and stop myself from hurting you...and I am sorry you had to see what happened. (Y/n), I don't know what happened with your family, but don’t take that anger out on yourself. Those images...that scene...still torments me. I have nightmares about it almost every day...and I said I deserved it, but that burden is difficult for me to bear. Don’t talk about hurting yourself or dying, okay? For your sake and mine.”

Beel didn't think for a moment about the reason for your anger or the fight with your parents, but he was quick to realize what you said.

His shoulders slumped as if the energy in his body got sapped out all at once. Beel's gaze dropped to the floor, and he opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. His mind began to have flashbacks about you and Lilith, playing back and forth - his sister falling from the heavens with her arm reaching out to him while your lifeless eyes stared at him as if asking for his help. He couldn’t save his sister, he couldn’t help you, but at least you got a second chance. But why do you want to put him through this pain a third time?

“Don’t leave us,” Beel sounded heartbroken.

“I w-won’t. I...didn't actually mean it.”

“Don’t say things you don’t mean, and don’t talk about dying. I have lost one family member and don’t want to lose one more. Belphie would be sad if he heard those words...you know, he still hasn’t forgotten what he did to you. None of us have, and you know how we come to your room without asking? We sometimes want to make sure you are really okay...I have nightmares about that scene...so do Belphie and Mammon. It’s okay for you to be mad, but not okay for you to talk about dying...”

All Asmo could focus on were your words. He winced at your words, pressing the heel of his palm to his chest and holding his breath. Asmo forced his mind not to recall the scene, but it was too late. He clearly remembered the smell of iron filling his lungs and how your lively skin grew paler by the second.

“Asmo! Snap out of it." You tried to snap him out of his trance when you saw his face draining of color.

“Did you mean those words?” Asmo could barely manage to get those words out.

“No! No...I am sorry. I am very angry right now...and it’s all thanks to my parents. I hate that they always think they’re right about everything. This time they are wrong...very wrong. Just thinking about it makes me want to scream!”

Asmo rested his hand on your shoulder and forced the corners of his lips up. “I support you. You are always calm, kind, and forgiving, and for someone like that to lose their temper...they must have hurt you a lot. That’s...all I can think of saying. I’m sorry, sweetie, my mind feels heavy right now. Would you mind hugging me? I need to know that you are real...and that incident with you and Belphie was just a horrible nightmare.”

Levi was startled by your loud voice and backed away from you, raising his hands defensively in the air. Just as he began to think about what could have happened between you and your parents, your words finally hit him.

He stared at you blankly as the memories of the saddest day in his life started to haunt his mind. He remembered the scene vividly and held his head in his sweaty palms, shaking it vigorously. "No, no, no, no, no..."

You called his name, but Levi didn't hear you. Running up to him, you gripped his shoulders and shook him back to reality. Though Levi managed to snap out of his, the fear in his eyes was still present. “I am sorry! I didn’t mean those words. I know this is not me, but...I’m sorry.”

He released his head and let his hands drop to his side. “Don’t leave me, (y/n). I have never cared about anyone as much as I care about you, so don’t say anything like that again. If you are sorry, c-can you give me a h-hug? I really need one...”

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