thevioletwitch999

[thevioletwitch999]

・✶ ｡ﾟsometimes you just want to show mammon how much you appreciate him ♱ warnings : f. reader, blow jobs, you suck mammon off cause he absolutely deserves it, start of f. reader oral at the end. ^^ sob it’s been so long since i’ve written him it’s a lil :’/

“baby, f-fuck—ya don’t have to do that. goddamn, ya been plannin’ this cause i swear you’re tryna kill me here.. shit.”

mammon babbles from where he’s lounging back on the couch in his room, parted, swollen lips and eyes heavy when he watches you pump spit along his cock.

but his body betrays his words when he watches your hips sway from between his spread thighs—a low, crooning growl escaping the silver-haired demon when you drag your tongue up the length of his cock and cast him a wide eyed look.

truly, you’d just wanted to do something for the second eldest after he’d had a considerably rough day from his brothers,

“hnnn, all of this for the mammon, baby? can’t blame ya—fuck, for not bein’ able to keep your hands off me.” you want to roll your eyes at the sound of his own nickname falling from his lips even when he’s half drunk on pleasure. but instead, when his eyes meet yours, he grins slowly, handsome and cocky and you feel it warm your insides before it sizzles into something lustful.

you let your tongue flatten against the sensitive head of his cock, flicking it over the beads of precum gathered at the tip before you’re dragging and swirling it around the sensitive glands, closing your lips around it to hollow your cheeks and suckle lightly just so you can watch the way mammon’s hips twist and twitch at the overwhelming sensations.

you feel his hands massage your shoulders, flexing into your skin tightly when you let the muscles in your throat go lax as you sink down on his cock, and let mammon work his hips slowly into your mouth. he’s pushing down the tight tunnel of your throat until you’re gagging lightly and he’s hissing, mumbling out a slurred apology and pulling you back with a wet disconnect to let you slurp at the head between suckling kisses.

“holy shit—never knew my human was so good at s-suckin’ dick.. again, baby.”

you allow mammon to set the pace this time, feeling him hold your head in place and he’s internally praising himself for having the most self control out of all his brothers—even though he wants nothing more than to completely bury himself in you, he still chooses to slowly, carefully work his hips back and forth instead.

but you want more of him, you want him to completely lose himself in you. so when his thighs quake on a deeper thrust you don’t hesitate to push yourself deeper, pressing your lips against the smooth skin of his pelvis as your lips stretch around the base of his cock, moulding across the sensitive glands like they were made for him and he groans sharply at the thought.

“fuck, baby! ya gettin’ gree-shit.. greedy? think ya must be h-hangin’ around with me too much, not that you’re allowed to stop, ain’t n-no way i’d ever let ya!” mammon babbles as his shoulders expand with a breath, gazing down at you through his blown gaze before he’s pulling up his shirt to hold it between his teeth and patting back the hair across your face— just so he can have a better look at you, swallowing and choking around him.

you blink through tears to watch the way his pretty abdomen flexes when you bob backwards, feeling the mixture of your spit and his precum catch messily on his silky skin as you kiss the sensitive folds on the head of his cock.

“g-gonna make me f-fuckin’ cum, baby. ya want that? want the mammon’s cum, ‘s that it?”

there’s a breathless edge to mammons laugh that makes something warm spark in your stomach and you can tell you’ve got him when he starts babbling, needy and flushed with desire and you feel your toes curl with a sudden overwhelming need when he purrs, letting his head fall back against the couch.

“i really owe y-ya one for this, cause goddamn—so fuckin’ good ‘n s-shit, i love ya, ya know that? gotta let me pay ya bac—“ his words are cut off with a groan, long and shameless when you hum around him. you suddenly swallow him down again before you push him down your throat to the base, and he arches forward with a bright blush and a trembling when his cock throbs and thickens on your tongue, and a sudden rush of cum floods your mouth.

you choke, draw back to allow yourself to have a proper taste as you swirl your tongue around his throbbing cock with lewd swallows and slurps. letting your wrist twist around the base while your lips wrap around the tip as his soft, whimpered praises curl along your spine until he’s pulling you off with a gasp—patting along your cheek and pulling you up against his chest.

“shit—you’re too fuckin’ good at that. but now ya have me jealous, baby. ain’t no way im lettin’ ya have all the fun.” mammon grins, peppering you with light ticklish kisses before you’re being flipped underneath him with a playful shriek and he’s falling between your thighs.

“think it’s my turn now, got my debts to pay, ya know?” the second eldest hums and your hips twitch suddenly when he licks a stripe up your glistening pussy, sucking your clit between his teeth as he keeps you pinned beneath him.

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

#obey me #om #mammon #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

( ⌕ ) 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒, 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 ⸝⸝ mammon.

summary : After seeing the way the other demons looked at you during dinner, Mammon can't help but want everyone to see just how much you belong together.

warnings : gender neutral reader, slightly jealous Mammon

word count : 0.8k

for my milestone event, requested by @izhyperfixates <3

“M-Mammon, what’s wrong?”

Mammon merely hums against you, burying his face further against the crook of your neck. He’s clingy this evening — has been since you returned to his room from dinner. You’d gone out to eat, and while you thought it had been a fun night, your boyfriend’s demeanor quickly became pouty.

“Nothin’,” Mammon stubbornly states, his lips moving against your neck in such a way that has you twisting in his arms. He obliges you, his hands remaining wrapped around your body, slightly pressing to the small of your back as you face him. 

Running your fingers down his chest, you carefully watch Mammon’s expressions change. He lets out a soft hum and light smile as you pay attention to him, leaning into your touch as he moves his head to rest on your shoulder again in a sweet embrace. 

“You’re not fooling anyone, you know,” you tease him in a singsong voice, rubbing your hands up and down his back in a way that has him needily pressing into your space a bit more. 

“Dunno what you’re talkin’ about,” Mammon states, but his grumbling tone does little to convince you. Again, his lips brush over your skin in a way that has you shivering, and you respond with a slight pinch to your lover’s shoulder.

He isn’t phased. 

Getting a bit concerned, you attempt to pull away, but Mammon isn’t having any of that. 

“Mammon…” you whine, tugging at the sleeve of his shirt to get him to finally look at you. As much as you love your boyfriend when he’s clearly needy, seeing him smile is always better. 

With a murmured bit of annoyance, Mammon listens to you; he removes his face from your neck, fully facing you with an unamused look crossing his features. His lips — usually tugged with a kind of mischievousness that generally gets him, and you, into trouble — are now downturned as he frowns.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, voice a bit softer than before.

A burst of warmth fills your chest as your boyfriend visibly relaxes at the gentle tone in your voice. Offering him a smile, you brush your fingertips over the slight downturn of his lips, pressing against them until he finally gives in and grins against your touch. His lips are soft under your fingers, and as you trace over his slight cupid’s bow, Mammon’s grin only widens. 

“Ya’ look nice tonight,” Mammon merely states, slowly looking you up and down as he appreciates you. 

“Mm,” you hum in thanks, pulling your fingers away to press against his chest. In response, Mammon holds onto your wrists, a furrow forming between his brows as he ruminates on his thoughts. 

Playfully, you nudge him with your elbow, raising your brows in question. “Thank you, but you look good too, you know,” you tell him, thinking it might boost his spirits. 

It doesn’t, and the frustrated look on Mammon’s face doesn’t dissipate. 

“The other ones were lookin’ at ya’,” your lover complains, finally releasing the bitter seed that had planted itself in his stomach earlier in the night. 

Ah. You understand now.

Gently, you move your hands to slide up his chest. Mammon lets out a relaxed sigh as you do so, his lips parting and eyes falling shut as you thread your fingers through the pale strands of his hair, lightly massaging the nape of his neck. Pressing your body forward, you lean against him, kissing the corner of his mouth ever-so-slightly.

As you pull away, Mammon turns his head — his lips chasing yours. With a small giggle, you watch as his features soften, his eyes practically turning to hearts as you continue pressing your fingers against the tight spots on his neck. 

“So, the others were looking at me, huh?” you ask, running your palm down to the press between his shoulder blades. Again, he sighs, rolling his head back as a bit more tension leaves him. 

“Mhm,” Mammon states, eyes still shut as he lowly murmurs. “They were lookin’ at ya’ like they wanted to kiss ya'. You just look too good."

The previous bitterness in his tone has dissipated somewhat, and a playful manner overtook his words instead. It causes you to smile a bit more, happy that Mammon isn’t feeling as down as he was previously.

Then, he leans down to kiss you, pressing his lips against yours hastily, needily. The suddenness of it takes your breath away, and it takes you a second to reciprocate his deep kiss. 

“What was that for?” you ask, breathless, when Mammon pulls away. He remains close to you, and when you speak, your lips brush against his. 

“I dunno. Want everyone to see we belong together,” Mammon says, pressing his forehead to yours. 

You run your hands through his hair, passing over the curve of his ear, trailing down the back of his neck. All the while, Mammon remains pressed against you, sighing deeply as you press your fingers to the tense spots along his shoulders. 

“I’m yours, always,” is all you reply, and it’s all he needs to hear. 

Mammon kisses you again, and this time when you smile against him, he smiles back. 

#obey me #om #mammon #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

My hc is that Mammon is down bad for body worship. I think both to give and receive. I just don’t think he’d be able to keep his mouth shut about how pretty your lips look around his cock, and how you fit together so perfectly, and how everything about you is just perfect to him. He’d make you feel like a goddess without even trying because it all spills out before he can process the words.

i think you’re totally right!!

cw : smut ( minors dni ), body worship, praise kink, needy!mammon, very very very little dubcon for like a second, this may be more than 5 sentences idc i was feeling it.

“Don’t fight perfection, pretty girl,” Mammon purrs as both hands slide down to the small of your back to push you back down flush to his body, keeping you locked tight on his lap, the sudden depth reached when you sink back down eliciting a thick inhale from you that he steals from your lungs when he smothers your parted tiers with his starving ones, “you were made just for me, feel how nicely I fit inside?”

whimpering into his mouth, both of your hands grapple to sink your nails into his shoulder blades from underneath his arm pits; he wasn’t wrong— but the flawless entanglement brought with it such an intense pleasure that you had no choice but to want to squirm and shy away from it, “Mammon—“ you whine, but he shushes you with another hot, suffocating kiss.

“Shh, shh, just let me show you how amazing it can feel,” he whispers, “hold on to me tight.” you obey, hooking your ankles together at the base of his back and pressing your breasts to the overwhelming warmth of his chest; the closeness spurs his cock to nest deeper in your belly, and you swoon, eyelids fluttering, when the tip tickles an incredibly tender bundle of nerves in your depths— your trembling knees dig into his ribs to stall the urge to escape the overwhelming pressure in your abdomen, your eyes shut tight and you abandon his lips to bury your face in the crook of his neck to suckle on the sweet spot you knew was there, earning a broken moan from Mammon as he holds you even tighter. you can feel every, single muscle under his skin as he bearhugs you to him, and his voice is tense whilst he savors the nearly unbearable euphoria that struck him when he was inside of you; “That’s my perfect girl,” he groans, hips rocking in slow, deep strokes that were driving you mad with need, “let me take my time with your body; I’m going to worship it in ways you’ve never felt before.”

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 && 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟓 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 !!

#obey me #om #mammon #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

How The Demons Get Down To Popping The Question: Beelzebub (Headcanon)

Pairing: Beelzebub/Female Reader Tags: general sweetness, mild strains of angst, (passing) mention of children, kitchen shenanigans, marriage proposal, Beel’s love and adoration

Author’s Notes: Thank you for your lovely words and for requesting as part of my Followers Celebration last year, @wakeupsunshineee​, I’m going to be folding your words and pocketing them because of how happy they make me. 🥰🥰 I’m super delighted to know you enjoyed Mammon’s misadventures in asking for the MC’s hand in marriage and hope you like my take on how Beel would go about proposing to the love of his life, as well. Happy Reading!

Beel’s greatest happiness resides in the ability to love you and be loved in turn, the simplicity of the joy your presence in his life assures, is where his thoughts lie. 

All your big boyfriend truly wants is to be by your side; entwining fingers with yours when he wishes to hold you, to lay kisses upon your skin when you’re wrapped around each other in bed, to look upon you and know you’ve granted him this contentment — Beel doesn’t want for much else in life, except the here and now that resides with you.

And marriage, necessarily, isn’t something he has thought of at all, as a milestone that might need to be achieved in the course of your relationship or as a ‘measure’ or ‘commitment’ of his affections; he loves you, regardless of whether you get married or not.

The first real hints of your desire to be family, in the true sense of the word surface upon the occasion of a human friend’s wedding you attend, with the twins.

Beel, as is his wont, is fascinated by the food that dots the buffet table, despite Belphegor’s impassive warnings to not wipe out the entire thing laid out for the humans.

Sampling treat after treat, dragging your attentions every now and then to urge you to taste something he finds delicious. And you smile, obliging him, nodding your head along to his assessment even as your eyes trail the bride’s happy descent through the guests. “She’s so beautiful, I’m so happy for her.”

“Hmm?” Following your gaze towards the bride as he chomps down on his current item, Beel’s comment slips out, natural, without thought. “I think you’re more beautiful though.” The absolute truth for him.

And you flush at the compliment, of how he views you, moving forward to lay a quick kiss against his cheek. “You’re too sweet, love. Thank you.”

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#THIS IS SO SWEET AND CUTE STOPPP #obey me #beelzebub #drabble #fluff #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

➳ includes: the brothers x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

➳ wc: .2k | rated g | m.list | please reblog

you rest against the couch, on the edge of sleep. you’re content and warm, a plush blanket in your lap and a lively fire in front of you. though you’re not looking at the window, you know snow’s falling outside in picturesque flakes. you can hear the boys talking around you, their tones low and melodious.

“do you think mc’s asleep?” mammon asks suddenly, and they all fall quiet. you don’t bother to open your eyes, giving no indication of your current semi-aware state.

“that’s so cute,” asmo says, and you hear a camera shutter clicking. a moment passes with some rustling then you feel another blanket being settled onto your lap, pulled up around your shoulders.

their quiet care strikes you. you’d never thought you’d feel safe enough in the devildom to sleep, let alone in front of all of them, so vulnerable and exposed. but now, it feels so natural and you don’t even hesitate for a second. they truly are the most wonderful creatures, demons or not.

“i’ll add a few more logs to the fire,” beel says, and a second later, more heat fills the room, only sending you further into dreamland. their conversation picks up once more, and you finally fall completely asleep, happy and warm and feeling safer and more cared for than ever.

leviathans-watching's work - please do not copy, repost, or claim as your own

#this is cute :) #obey me #drabble #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

What makes them jealous?

demon brothers (minus luci and beel) x gender neutral reader warnings: slight angst, mentions of ch. 16, mentions of violence

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Mammon ━ you praising someone else

Mammon has an aptitude to get himself into sticky situations, which graced him with quite the reputation. Virtually, Mammon is a good one, but has a hard time bringing his image to line with his actual personality. When he fell for you, he made it his life's mission to show you the real him, the one that is caring, generous and loving. Mammon wants you to perceive him as the perfect man, one that can provide for your every need, and fulfil your every whim. Hence, hearing you complimenting and praising anyone other than him is unacceptable, he can be whatever you need him to be, just don't go to someone else.

"I've decided I'm not speaking with ya, human." Mammon settles on your bed, arms linked together as he glowers at you. "Your silence sure is rumbling. What is it this time?" You tease, already used to his dramatic responses. "It ain't funny! Yesterday you commented on Lucifer's self discipline, then it was Beel's determination to stay active, where do I fit into all this, hm? What is it with ya?"

At first you laugh, but he retains his scowl, persistent in his theatrics. You decide to sit by his side, taking his hand into yours before you rest your intertwined fingers on your lap. "I applaud their admirable behaviors because I believe it's good to celebrate positive things others do, but it doesn't take away from your good virtues. There are things that no one else does as well as you." Mammon looks up at you as if desperately seeking your affirmations. "T-There are? I mean- of course there are, no one compares to The Great Mammon! But a-ahem, like what?"

"Oh, so that means you're talking to me again?"

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Leviathan ━ you hyping up a favorite character/idol

It may come off a little silly, but being a shut in has Levi holding different people to different standards. Deeming himself a worthless good for nothing, his jealousy manifest in the people you adore, since he so badly wants to be one of them. However, the only beings he associates with you are in his immediate surroundings, his brothers for example, which are equal to him in power and status. Therefore, when you come into his room gushing about your favorite idol or character, that he already holds to higher standards due to the god-like class he administers to his own, he can't halt the rush of envy through his body. Why can't he be them?

"What is this doing here?" Leviathan holds a crumped piece of paper, inspecting it. You had requested his aid with moving furniture in your room in order for you to clean behind them, not realizing you brought some of your merch back from the human world with you. "Oh, I was wondering where that disappeared to... it's my favorite member from a human world band I'm a fan of." Beaming at the long lost item, you take the poster back and begin straightening the edges while you tell Leviathan all about your idol. Leviathan doesn't respond, instead, he watches you with a displeased expression, looking almost offended.

"By any chance, are you... jealous?" Puzzled, you seek for his confirmation, having actually thought that out of all brothers, Leviathan would be the most accepting of your interests. He's quick to shoot you down, mumbling bitterly about how he was certain that things like these were his area of expertise and it simply took him by surprise. You knew better, though; the nervous flinching of his fingertips accompanying his overly impudent attitude attested of his attempt to control his envy from getting out of hand. You almost visibly coo at his efforts to contain himself, smiling to yourself.

"But you know you're always my number one, right?"

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Satan ━ you (or anyone) outsmarting him

'Knowledge is power', is key to understanding Satan's values and way of thinking. Feeling slightly inferior within his own family, he uses his wits to grant himself an advantage over the others as he believes that being the smartest person in the room puts him on a higher pedestal, and worthy of more respect. Satan has to be the smartest, and no one usually puts enough effort to rise above him. So when you come around and prove the limits of his brain to him, you send him into a state of confusion, unravelling his self deprecating side rather than a vengeful beast of wrath.

"You were cheating, there's no way I've lost, I haven't lost a game of othello for over a hundred and fifty years." Satan rambles, spectating the board that sent a clear message of victory on your part. "For the nth time, I didn't cheat. I won fair and square." You roll your eyes and brace yourself for a potential full blown argument. It was a recurring theme for Satan to rage and throw a tantrum over pretty mundane things, and while usually the two of you channelled the pent up energy towards a better usage of your time (interpret this however you like), this specific occasion felt very different. Satan did not sulk nor did he violently toss any inanimate objects in the room, instead, he was sitting quietly, eyes boring holes into the game board as if it might change the result.

"It's not possible, how did you beat me? I'm supposed to be the smart one, the one you go to whenever you need guidance or help. And now I can't even win a simple game against you?" Your face softens to the sound of his words.

"Well, I had a good teacher. You taught me everything I know."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Asmodeus ━ you being touchy with others

Asmo is a pretty suave demon, even without his special abilities he can use his looks and his slick tongue to charm any being. Knowing you're a natural yourself at making others sway, he's not too bothered with a flirty remark here and there or a double take. If anything, he finds it natural and even a little exciting when he observes you checking someone out or smooth talking your way into collecting a favor. But don't get too comfortable with his easy going nature, because your body is his temple, and you are his gorgeous treasure that others may look at, but under no circumstances, touch.

"Oh my, was that a flirty shoulder tap I just witnessed Mephistopheles giving you?" Asmodeus gasps, arms crossed. He tries to mask it as meaningless banter, but you can sense there's more beneath it and rush to correct him. "He was just thanking me for letting him copy my notes." You explain. He keeps his stance for a minute before letting his arms fall to his sides, sighing. "That's a no no, okay? Don't just let someone touch you like this, I bet he doesn't even use hand lotion..."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Belphegor ━ you not including him in your plans

No word of lie, this boy is a little bit obsessed with you. Under the rugged layers of sarcasm and chaff hides a gentle, insecure soul that simply just loves you too much for its own good. Belphie deals with his fair share of guilt when it comes to you, and he often walks on eggshells, too afraid to wake up from the euphoric dream that is your relationship. It's those reasons, along with his temper issues, that cloud his judgment whenever you're out of reach and lead his rushed conclusions to break his own heart.

"Did you forget about me?" You blink at the sound of the voice addressing you, only have entered the house of lamentation after an outing with Simeon and Luke. Belphegor was cross legged on the sofa, brows furrowed as he's glancing daggers at you. You slightly shiver, his familiar enraged expression doesn't exactly incite good memories. "I saw the photos on Simeon's devilgram, why didn't you tell me you were going out?"

"Belphie, y-you were sleeping, I didn't want to wake you up to ask you to join..." You mutter, shaken by the hostile situation that greeted your return. It's not that you were afraid of him, having him in a pact with you allowed you to take the reins at any given time, but it was never a pleasant reminder to see what your sweet cuddle buddy is capable of attempting once again. Fortunately, the change of pitch was enough to pull him out of his jealous state, recognizing something in your eyes he hoped to never witness again.

"I'm sorry... I'm overreacting. I just missed you, that's all."

#awwwww <3333 #obey me #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #belphegor #headcanon #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

are they a lover or a fucker?

an: this idea was pr much taken from what I'm writing on my other blog lmao but here is my version for the brothers. enjoy! and minors do not interact!

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 is a lover. he wants you to think he’s a fucker but he’s a lover. even during the raw and intense sessions as a couple, he will constantly whisper praises and promises of rewards which bring you back to him every time — it’s things like these which turn his fucking into loving. he also loves a slow pace. he’ll thrust deep and hard before slowly dragging his cock out only to slam it back in again, causing you to see stars.

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍 is a fucker but that doesn’t mean he’s incapable of loving. even in the more sweet and intimate times, he finds himself struggling to control the slow pace. his body will most likely always take over the closer he gets to his high. he’ll rut faster, harder, eagerly listening to your moans that encourage him to fuck you better than ever before. with mammon, the loving emotions are there, but he’s a fucker, for sure.

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 really values your shared intimate moments. his emotions are at an all time high so he is definitely a lover. his body is extremely sensitized, and his mind is affected on an even greater scale. he often leaves the fucking to you but making love is so much more satisfying with him. everything about it is an otherworldly experience and the time you spend cuddling with him afterwards is just as precious.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍 is like mammon but the reverse. he’s a traditional lovemaker, but that, of course, doesn’t mean he can’t fuck. when he does fuck, he engraves the memory into your brain whilst also fucking said brains out. otherwise, he is burning the memory in both your brain and your pussy with his slow and meticulous movements. he thrusts so deep that your body remembers every single touch, every kiss and every whisper.

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒 invented love making. he can give you a good fucking if that’s what you want, but he prefers to take his time with you, to truly appreciate the wondrous spectacle that is your body — patience is a virtue with asmo and he makes every second you wait worthwhile. he douses every part of your body with love, worshipping you like a deity until your heart is about to burst from all the love he’s feeding you.

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁 is both. he fucks you like crazy while keeping emotional levels at a high. his pace isn’t too fast, he very rarely goes excessively fast and hard out of consideration for you. the most important thing is you and how you’re feeling. he reads your body attentively and silently whilst also letting you do your thing. and he feels good no matter what because that’s the effect you have on him. he’s honestly close to a lover.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑 is neither. he has his own way of showing you how much he appreciates your body. it’s a telepathic experience as much as it’s a physical one. it’s so dreamlike and precious, it feels as if it doesn’t happen in this world. his pace is somewhere in the middle — not fast enough to fuck and not slow enough to make love. you really can’t put a label on it. sex with him is too intimately unique to be categorised.

#agree agree agree #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽ #obey me #om #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor

[thevioletwitch999]

Mc: Well, atoms never touch each other. Since we are made of atoms, we have never touched anything our whole lives.

Lucifer: ......

Mc: So, to answer your question, no, I didn't punch Belphie in the face.

#why is this some shit my om oc would say #obey me #lucifer #belphegor #belphie #incorrect quotes

[thevioletwitch999]

Mammon 🤝 Dirty Talk

Mammon has you from behind, his hand wrapped around your waist and his fingers playing with your clit. You writhe with your back against him, moaning as he works you to your next orgasm. You have your hand gripping his opposite wrist, trying to have some control. Your other hand is digging into his thigh, his legs cradling around you. Mammon was grinning, amused by your clinging and little mewls of pleasure.

You were finally recovering from the initial overstimulation of him continuing past your first orgasm, catching your breath to the best of your ability as he worked you to your next one. Mammon continued the same rhythm but increased pressure, gauging your reaction. You moaned at the initial increase, eyes opening.

“Like that, hmm?” He asked, his voice in your ear. “You sound so cute when you moan like that, it’s makes me not wanna stop.” His voice wasn’t over a whisper, the rasp making you wish he wouldn’t stop talking.

“Please don’t stop.” You pleaded with him, not sure what you were begging for exactly.

“I’m not, you ain’t gotta worry. I ain’t gonna stop til you tell me. I wanna make you feel things you’ve never felt before, treasure.” His fingers continued their rhythm while you twitched on top of him.

“Talking.”

“Hm?” He was confused.

You flushed before whispering, “don’t stop talking.”

He felt his own body respond to your plea, turned on by the fact that you want to hear him. “You like the dirty talk, huh?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Didn’t know that just hearing me was such a turn on for you. I gotta say, that’s pretty hot. ‘Specially with how shy you just got. It’s funny to think that I’ve heard you scream my name but ya get shy asking for me to say a few dirty things.” He kissed your neck. Goosebumps rose where his kiss touched your skin and you blushed even harder, somehow so embarrassed. “Just keep screamin’ for me and I’ll talk ya through every orgasm you’ll ever have. Keep your pretty moans comin’ ‘n I’ll make sure you can cum just from hearin’ me.”

#obey me #mammon #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽ #filthy talking mammon has me weakkkk >>>

[thevioletwitch999]

Mornin’

NSFW | GN

Mammon wakes up with you attached to his chest, both still naked after last nights shenanigans. He looks at your face, enthralled by your peaceful and vulnerable expression. He’d be a fool if he didn’t take a picture but if he were to move he might wake you.

What he didn’t know is that you were already awake and could feel his morning wood poking into your leg outstretched across him. Feeling the urge to tease him, you slowly move your leg down him as if you were changing positions. You snugged yourself back up against him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and just slightly transitioning your arm downward, trying to get closer to his pelvis.

Mammon, unaware of your consciousness, wraps his arms around you, making your sneak attack harder to attain. Trying to figure out how to stimulate him without making him realize you’re awake was near impossible but you were just hoping for him to stretch or something so you could wrap your fingers around his begging length.

Luckily, he moved to pull the sheets up, giving you the perfect opportunity to drift further. Your hand connected with him, wrapping your fingers around his length. He jumped and you giggled, unable to fake anymore.

“Morning pretty boy.” You rubbed your head on his chest, feigning innocence.

“Mornin’.” He grinned. “Seems like you found something.” He pushed your hair out of your face and you lifted your hand to lick it in an attempt to lubricate your hand. You stroked him slowly, squeezing at the tip.

“Don’t know what you’re talking about.” You answered, increasing your pace.

“Feels good. I like when you do that.” He said, his face reddening.

“I like when you look all flustered like that. Like putty in my hands.” You smirked at him, not knowing which Mammon you’ve woken up to.

“That’s why you decided to wake up and stroke my cock first thing? Seems like the other way around to me. It’s like you gotta please me or yer dirty lil’ human urges won’t be sated, huh?” He put his arms behind his head, waiting for your reaction. Before you could think of something clever, he spoke up again. “Based off of yer silence, you can’t disagree huh? Usually yer a spitfire but now yer all quiet.” He grabbed your hand that was stroking away at him, pausing your movements. “I think I’d prefer yer mouth stuffed full. You would too, wouldn’t ya, treasure?”

#YES!!!!! #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

hi, may i please request some making out scenarios with the brothers? ;)

a/n: hi! oo this is my first nsfw request + post. also minors, friendly reminder to skip this. hope u like it anon x

make out sessions with the brothers.

nsfw, suggestive content — gn! reader

[dateables] [masterlist].

nsfw under the cut.

lucifer:

— the both of you finally had the house all to yourselves and lucifer took full advantage of the situation. he had you pinned against the wall in the hallway, leaving no room for escape as his knee rested in-between your legs. his hand firmly grabbed the back of your head to deepen the passionate and sensual kiss the two of you were sharing. "l-lucifer, wait—" before you could finish the sentence, the demon had pressed his knee against your sex, earning a loud moan out of you.

you could feel him smirking during the kiss because of the sweet sounds you were making. your legs started to shake after a little while and lucifer noticed. he picked you up by your limbs and situated himself in between them, not breaking the kiss even once in the meanwhile. his gloved hand found its way to cup your cheek as he finally pulled away, chuckling at how embarrassed you looked.

"let's finish this in my room, shall we?"

mammon:

— the second oldest was pissed because he had lost count of the money he had in his hands. it was all because of you, who had been wriggling around in his lap for the last couple minutes, almost begging him for attention.

mammon eventually gave in and flipped you over to lay on your back. his lips crashed against yours, leaving no room for other thoughts. the kiss was deep and passionate, but also needy and a bit sloppy. the demon couldn't hide his greed whenever you two would make out: he always wants more of your addicting touch. he bit and sucked on your lip to slip his tongue in as his one hand rested on your waist while the other impatiently tugged at your pants.

"don't think yer getting away with this, mc."

leviathan:

— it started out with a small victory kiss since your boyfriend had passed the final stage in one of his games, but it quickly escalated into a heated make out session when leviathan desperately kept coming back for more.

he had you pressed back against your pillow while his hand roamed your body. the kiss was sweet but hasty, almost as if the third oldest didn't want to waste any more time. he whimpered each time you would touch the sensitive spots on his skin and eventually pulled back real slow, leaving only a string of saliva connecting the two of you. the sight of it nearly pushed the demon over the edge already.

"c-can we take this a step further... please?"

satan:

— one moment you were in his arms, innocently reading a book, and in the other he had lifted up your face to plant a swift kiss on your lips. it made you yearn for him and when you went back for more, the blonde man couldn't help the burning feeling in his chest anymore.

his kisses were impassioned and fiery, with a slight hint of love. his hand traveled down to the plump skin of your ass, giving it a few squeezes every now and then. it drove him crazy whenever you would let out little moans into the kiss because of his actions. your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled away, only to meet his lustful gaze. 

“i don’t think i can keep it at just this, love. prepare yourself for a long night.”

asmodeus:

— you kept whispering innappropriate things into his ear during dinner and the avatar of lust took it seriously, which was exactly how you ended up underneath him on his bed. his eyes didn’t avert from your body once, even as he closed in the distance between the two of you with an intense, heated kiss.

he didn’t care that he left his door unlocked; all asmo was focusing on was the way your lips moved against his and your hands that pulled his hair softly. his fingers hovered over your clothed private part, though he intentionally didn’t touch it as revenge for getting him all worked up during supper. 

he smirks at you when he pulls back after a couple minutes, seeing how desperate you looked to be touched by him.

“this is why you should think twice before teasing me, hon..”

beelzebub:

— the two of you were peacefully cooking in the kitchen, but at one point you started smearing whipping cream on his face as a joke. it resulted into beel chasing you around until he had you cornered against a wall. he had pinned your hands above your head as he looked down, grinning at your attempts to break free. his original intention was pure, but that changed once he saw that playful but lustful look you gave him.

the avatar of gluttony crashed his lips against yours, pulling you into a hungry and passionate kiss. he deepend it by pulling your body even closer to his while one of his large hands went under your clothes. this caused shivers to go down your spine and your soft whimpers were enough to let him lose his mind.

beelzebub grabbed your hand and placed it on the growing tent in his pants, shooting you an absent-minded, yet pleading look.

“...i need you, mc. please let me take care of you.”

belphegor:

— he was wide awake, while you were almost dozing off to sleep. the youngest brother couldn’t help the dirty thoughts that wandered in the back of his mind as your body was all pressed up against him. he could have sworn that you did this on purpose since a small smirk appeared on your face after you felt his growing bulge from under you.

at last, you lifted yourself up by your elbows and pulled his lips towards yours. belphie impatiently grabbed you by the back of your neck to deepen the eager kiss. he let out a low groan when you purposedly grinded against him, making him even more sensitive to your touch than before. the avator of sloth flipped you over on your back, firmly wrapping his hands around your arms that sat at each side of your body.

“i hope you’re ready for whatever is coming next, mc.”

#*pleased noise* #obey me #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #nsfw

[thevioletwitch999]

Hi!! I love ur angst scenarios SO MUCH- i feel pain and IM THRIVING, gotta love the detail😫 <3. Can i request the brothers( if not all, just lucifer and beel please) reactions to a geniunely sweet and selfless, self sacrificing gn!mc. It can be angst or fluff or both?? U can decide hehe. Like MC would do a risky errand or defend their demon s/o's name when other demons bad mouth him behind his back and mc nearly dying cuz of a severe injury but they are completely ok and nonchalant with it as long as their partner is safe and happy. And when the bros worry about them, MC would gently cup their s/o's cheek and reply with "Its okay, I'm alright.😊 Im glad your safe☺" (in a geniune sweetest calmest voice and no ill intent what so ever) despite them bleeding out from a very deep and fatal wound.

Mother, i crave violence and some heart tearing pain/ angst HAHAHAH. But if your uncomfortable with this, then feel free to skip it, i understand. THANK YOU AND HAVE A GREAT DAYY!

a/n: this. has been on my mind since forever. anyways here are some more heart breaking scenarios..! (i would say enjoy but uhm yeah..)

the brothers with a selfless mc.

angst, angst, angst - gn!reader

characters: lucifer and beel.

cw: mentions of blood, death.

[masterlist].

lucifer: 

he knew it.

he knew that one day your selfless nature would get you in deep trouble. the way you run your mouth when other demons would badmouth one of his brothers, not caring about the horrible consequences. lucifer always told you to stop sticking up for them; they have had those insults thrown at them for decades now, so why is a fragile human like you defending him and his brothers like your life depended on it?

not only that, the eldest also noticed how you'd tell him that you’re 'alright' when you would be on the verge of fainting after a long night of tutoring mammon. or when you would stay up for 48 hours straight, to get leviathan that ultra rare character in one of his gacha games. he’s seen how your body had given up as you drag your feet across the floor to go to RAD. each time he’d practically begs you to rest, you tell him the same thing: “i will be fine! this is nothing.”

lucifer learned to trust your words after a while, yet there you are, bleeding out of the wound in your stomach.

he sees how you struggle to get yourself to stand up by leaning against the wall. bloody fingerprints stuck to the concrete as you moved towards him, leaving a red trail behind. your hair that stuck to your sweaty forehead. the deep purple bruises on your arm. your hand that dug deep into your skin to keep the blood from spilling out. 

the avatar of pride watches it all happen, so why? why won’t his body move to help you? as much as he tries to get out of the trance, to come to your aid, he can’t. his brain just couldn’t process the sight in front of him. his lips quivered and his feet finally moved a few inches towards your figure. 

lucifer kept calling your name under his breath, hands trembling as they reach out to you. 

there it was again.

that sweet and kind smile of yours. even when you’re in agonizing pain, you still remember to smile at him. the oldest brother started to shake his head when he felt your blood against the bare skin of his hands. “no, no.. no.” it isn’t okay. it isn’t alright. at this point, only one thing is left for you.. no. he has to call diavolo. maybe he’ll help.. right?

your eyes followed his shaky fingers that tried to dial a certain number. however, his phone slipped right out of his hand due to the trembling. lucifer didn’t even dare to look at you. it was his fault that he wasn’t there to protect you. due to his failure, you ended up like this. the other demons grabbed their chance when they saw you without one of the most powerful rulers of the devildom by your side. you suffered all alone, yet you were telling him to not cry because of you. 

warm tears fell on your face as he kept holding you in his arms, waiting on the young demon lord to arrive after he sent him a bunch of quick and cryptic messages. his hands were covered under the red liquid while he tried to keep pressure on the wound. 

“stop.” was all he could let out when you continued to reassure him that it’s going to be fine. even when his voice was weak, you could hear the desperation behind it. lucifer didn’t want to hear anything from you. the only thing he wanted is for you to focus on your breathing, to survive until diavolo and his butler arrived. 

no, he demanded you to survive. don’t you dare die on him.

—

beelzebub:

beel has always thought that that side of yours was charming. he would feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside when he saw you taking care of the others around you. the moment you stepped foot in the devildom, he could sense how nice of a person you were.

the sixth oldest also knew that he could count on you whenever he needed someone to comfort him. you helped him get over any problem he was facing and he couldn’t thank you enough.

however, beelzebub also despised the fact that you were so self-sacrificing. there are moments where you wouldn’t dare to refuse to help others, even when your body desperately asked you to rest. you’ve always went past your limits if it meant that his brothers and him were healthy and safe. everytime the demon saw this, he felt like crying himself to sleep. why wouldn’t you just listen to him when he kept pleading you to take a break? 

beel did his utmost best to repay your kindness by taking care of you. despite all of that, he still realized that you didn’t stop being so selfless. if he could have scolded you for it, he would have done it a long time ago. although he fails to give you a small lecture because you would keep persisting that you were going to be alright.

...you lied.

the avatar of gluttony was supposed to be the one who would go out and take care of that errand the next demon king had given up. it was way too dangerous for a human to go out into an unknown, uncivilised part of the devildom, let alone get involved with the wild demons there. yet there you were, walking towards him like you weren’t all bruised up. his eyes fixated on the way your legs wobbled as they tried to keep your upper body straight. 

his arms immediately found their way to hold onto you. beel choked up at the sight, not knowing what to say in that moment. even if he wanted to talk, the lump in his throat wouldn’t allow him to say a word to you. his trembling hand tried to cup your face but it quickly found its way back to your open wound. his mind went from one solution to the other, trying to find the quickest way to get you to safety.

his vision got blurry as he realized that there was no one around him. not a soul could be heard. the deafening silence was driving him crazy.

why is he so useless? does he always have to count on his older brothers? no; hadn’t he learned from his mistakes? wasn’t the guilt from not being able to save his own sister back then enough? 

he doesn’t want to lose another person that's close to him ever again.

beelzebub held his breath when you weakly smiled at him. he tried hearing your comforting phrases, but the only thing he could focus on was the way his heart was pounding. his nose was getting stuffy and he eventually buried his face into the crook of your neck. the demon wanted to scream, but all that could leave his lips, were soft whimpers, repeating the same words.

“please... somebody.. anybody... help..” he pleaded again and again into the nothingness.

#obey me #lucifer #beelzebub #angst

[thevioletwitch999]

Im not sure if you’re still doing thirsts… But just in case, imagine Beel going full demon every time he gets needy for his SO… even better would be the first time it happens😩 Hes just my hot baby boy

Oh, this is the dream. Beel in his demon form. 😮‍💨 I can't get enough of that demon form... or Beel for that matter. 😌

TW: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, monsterfucking, pwp, offensive language (swearing), dirty talk, fingering, spanking, minors dni

Word Count: 0.7k

He had tossed and turned all night long, not able to get himself to calm down. The feeling in his chest was something that Beel couldn't quite put his finger on. He had never felt this before, not in the longest of times. It was one of the first times that you had stayed over at the House of Lamentation.

You weren't fully asleep and the feeling of the bed moving around was keeping you from that deep sleep that you so longed for. Beel finally turned on his side and took a deep breath, burying his face into your neck as he took in the sweet scent of your body wash.

Before you could say anything your felt his hips push into yours, almost like he didn't have control over it. His cock twitched in his underwear as he let out a small whimper, wanting to keep himself under control. He didn't want to lose himself, but the more he took in your scent and the longer he held onto you the harder that had become.

Another twitch of his cock against the fabric told him that he couldn't handle it anymore. The way that he needed you so badly made his head spin. That feeling intensified tenfold when he saw your body move toward him, rolling to a better position so that you could see his face.

You reached out and placed your hands on his face, seeing the familiar look that always filled his features when you knew a certain side of him was about to come out. You hated to admit that you weren't excited about it, knowing that it was one of the things that you didn't get to see very often. And knowing just how feral he always got when he transformed.

There was no denying that you were egging him on, gripping onto his hip as you pulled his body toward yours, small whines leaving his lips as he leaned toward you. "Beel, what's the matter? You seem a little tense."

Beel slid his hands over your abdomen and up your chest, taking a fistful of your breast in his hand. His fingers slowly pinched around your nipples, massaging them in his hands. And that's when everything changed.

Beel backed away from you for a moment, giving a groan as he felt his body changing. His demon form erupted from him as he grabbed onto your arm and rolled you onto your stomach. Beel's wandering hands gripped the sides of your shorts and pulled them down, pushing your panties to the side to plunge his fingers into you.

Your body lurched forward, a loud and sinful moan escaping as you nearly fell over onto the pillows. Every thrust of his fingers sent you into a frenzy as a chorus of whimpers left you. Beel pulled his fingers away as your cunt began to close around him, his tongue running across his lips. "Such a good human. I think you deserve a reward for looking that pretty for me."

His large hands grabbed the front of his boxers and pulled them down, rubbing the tip of his cock over your slit with a snicker. Your legs trembled as you anticipated his entrance, nearly unable to control yourself as you push your hips back into him. Beel growled, a low, deep sound from his chest as he felt your slick coat him, your small pleas as he ground against you making it hard to string you along. "P-please, Beel. I can't take it. S'too good."

Beel thrust into you, keeping a steady pace as his nails dug into your sides. Every sense of his heightened just from his demon form, his own moans behind you making your cunt quiver around him. And the way he was much more demanding and untamed in this form... it was intoxicating. "That's my good girl. Take all of my cock just like that, pretty human."

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#oh mi oh my im the horniest bitch alive 🥵 #obey me #beelzebub #smut

[thevioletwitch999]

bitchhhh why'd u have to make mammon so hot for? 😫 yes I'll be ur kitten daddy 🙈💞

dead or alive. | vampire!mammon x f!reader | dark, 18+

setting: vampire / royalty au

warnings: dom!mammon, sub!reader, dark content, blood, vampire stuff (including feeding), predator/prey, lite dubcon, nicknames (kitten, princess, sir), fingering, biting, marking, breast/nipple play, orgasm on command, strong language

a/n: i rise from the dead (hehe, get it?) to bring you vampire!mammon brainrot. enjoy, cuties! xoxo, gossip girl haley

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#dark flavored mammon is the best mammon mmm #obey me #mammon #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᵍʳᶤᵐᵒᶤʳᵉ ☽ #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

lovely <3

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤

genre: fluff?

pairing: Lucifer x GN!MC , Diavolo x GN!MC

requested: anon

— Lucifer usually isn’t soft to people, but you were an exception to him

— You always did little things, getting him tea/coffee, greeting him in the morning, giving him shoulder massages

— He’s very thankful towards you, and when you get super happy he starts to smile himself

— Probably starts doing small things for you at first but then he does even bigger things for you

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#obey me #lucifer #diavolo #✧ * º • — ᶰᵒ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᶤᶜᵏᵉᵈ ☽ #nsfwish #headcanon #✧ * º • — ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ʷʳᶤᵗᶤᶰᵍ ☽

[thevioletwitch999]

𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Brothers x GN!MC

Requested: anon

— When you and Lucifer have baths together, there’s usually gentle music playing to calm you two down

— He prefers to use bath oils more than bubbles, but if you like bubbles then he’ll agree because he has a soft spot for you

— He’ll gently massage your back as you lean into his touch, his hands were always smooth and they did good massages

— This man probably likes his baths super hot so you hafta remind him that human bodies cannot do that much temperature as demon bodies can

— If you’re the age where you can drink he’ll pour you both a glass of demonus as you guys have a bath together

— Sometimes he’ll let you massage his scars on his back from when his other pair of wings got torn off from the fall

— He massages your head as well, washing your hair for you when you don’t feel like it

— Once he accidentally dropped his demonous into the bath

— Baths with Mammon are actually really fun, he’ll sometimes get gold bath bombs and your favourite colour ones

— He also really likes bubbles, his favourite scent is probably tropical or coconut

— Mammon won’t admit it but he loves taking baths with you more than he does alone

— One time he accidentally almost flooded the bathroom because you & him were throwing bubbles at each other and forgot the water was still on

— He likes the temperature more warm

— He’ll sometimes surprise you with bath bombs & new bubble bath scents for you two to try out together

— Sometimes he puts bubbles on your hair and tries to do shapes then laughs at your face once you see the shapes he put on your head (you do it back to him 10x worse sometimes with a bubble moustache on him)

— Honestly is one of the funnest to have baths with

— Oh lord

— Leviathan is really shy & scared about having a bath with anyone

— But since you kept asking he had to say yes

— Is very awkward at first but once you guys have more together you two splash each other and see who will win

— He himself likes bubbles as well, probably beach waves scented

— Once he slipped after getting out of the bath and you tried your best bot to laugh

— He likes baths a bit more cold

— He never saw a bath bomb in person because he didn’t bother getting them but once you out one in your bath he almost has a heart attack as it turns the water [fav colour] but he thinks its cool and starts buying them himself

— Idk why but i feel like sometimes Satan puts a spell on his book and makes them water proof..

— He also enjoys having baths with you, he knows how to massage good as well

— He likes bath oils & bubbles, his favourite scents are apple & cinnamon and vanilla

— Likes his bath temperature to be a bit hot above warm

— When he washes your hair, he massages the shampoo & conditioner in, it feels amazing

— Sometimes he’ll put a few candles near the bath so it smells nicer

— Once he got bubbles in his mouth and started coughing them out

— I have so many ideas with Asmo it’s crazy

— First off he LOVES having baths with you, his bath is huge afterall

— Favourite scents are probably raspberry, strawberry & cream, sex on the beach, french vanilla & birthday cake

— Loves when you massage his back

— He likes his bath temperature warm, in the middle sometimes a bit more warm then usual

— He gets so extra he even buys flowers petals and puts them in to make it fancier

— He loves everything, bath oils, bubbles, bath bombs etc.

— He is also the one to put some candles around the bath to make it warm and smell nice

— Has one of those bath towel warmer things so once you get out he hands you a warm towel

— Once he accidentally grabbed the shower head and it went straight for both of your faces

— Oh my baths with Beel are so fun

— His favourite scents are definitely cinnamon buns, strawberry short cake & frosting (basically any sweet food scents)

— He doesn’t really mind what you put in the bath as long as your happy he’s happy

— You guys sometimes make shapes with bubbles for fun

— When he washes your hair, he makes sure not to leave any soap in your hair

— He doesn’t mind what temperature but doesn’t like when its too cold

— He helps you out of the tub once you two are finished, making sure you don’t slip or anything

— Makes sure your comfortable almost every 3 minutes

— Is down for cuddles after you guys finish the bath

— He once tried drinking the bubbles because they smelled to realistic but luckily you were there to stop him

— Belphegor and you will take lazy baths together, talking about future pranks to prank Lucifer & just about how the day was

— He honestly likes cuddles in the bath too, even a hug is good with him

— Likes his baths warm

— His favourite scent is probably lavender or fresh cream

— He also doesn’t care what you choose to put in the bath

— Sometimes you hafta make sure he stays awake and doesn’t fall asleep in the bath

— He fell asleep in the bath multiple times and you had to make sure he didn’t drown

— Once he was feeling mischievous and put bubbles in your hair after you washed it (dw tho he got them out for you lmao)

— It’s comforting to have a bath with him :)

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Hello! I am a new follower and if it is okay u would like to request

📏 with Beelzebub and pink color.

You can write basicly anything you like i enjoy all Beel content. Thank you for taking time to read my request 💖

❱ Hi, baby! sorry if this took me soooooo long to answer, but I´ve been busy with college and high school lol. Anyways, my love for Beelzebub is stronger than my desire to finish my homework 😎

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