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#Obey Me Headcanon
zephyrchama · 2 days
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Lucifer probably does his best to keep the House of Lamentation clutter-free, meaning no personal effects are allowed in the hallways or common areas. He has to be very strict about this. Showing any of his brothers even a little leniency will cause the house to soon be overrun with massive piles of their random possessions.
What if the one (1) exception is a picture? A picture hand-drawn by MC, of everybody standing together and smiling. It has been hung up in a spot that humans supposedly only use to display their most precious art: the refrigerator door.
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devilevlls · 21 hours
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Creepy Obey me! AU
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𝖲𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌, 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌: 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋, 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌, 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. Remember: The following information might not be that accurate comparing to Satan's canon personality.
Satan
⌞Feeding Habits⌝
 ࿔ Carnivorous (meat-eating)    ࿔ Satan shares Lucifer's disdain for the necessity of soul hunting, preferring to seek out a secluded realm in Devildom where lost souls roam. However, unlike his older brother, his intentions are far darker. He harnesses these souls not for consumption, but as vessels for his boundless wrath. In a twisted display of power, he toys with and torments these souls until they are broken beyond repair, relishing in their suffering before finally consuming them. It's a chilling reminder of the depths of his dark nature and the lengths he will go to satisfy his insatiable thirst for vengeance.
⌞Unique features⌝
 ࿔ Black spiky tail which fades into light green, with a little hook at the tip. (This is the post I used for reference BTW)
 ࿔ Satan is the only brother who is fully a demon (not a fallen angel) since he was born when Lucifer has already lost his angelic powers. As a pure demon, Satan's method of reproduction differs significantly from his brothers. Similar to royalty descended from dragons, pure demons such as him lay eggs as the primary means of propagating their lineage. This distinct trait sets them apart from fallen angels and other creatures of the underworld, emphasizing their ancient and primal connection to the depths of Devildom.  ࿔  Height: 1,85 cm
⌞Reproductive habits, Seasonal Changes⌝
 ࿔ Mating seasons - Courtship displays: Rather than lavish gifts of jewels or clothing, he demonstrates his affection by bringing his mate animals that he has caught, whether alive or dead. To Satan, this act symbolizes more than just providing sustenance—it represents a deep sense of familial bond and care. Driven by his demon instincts, he believes it's crucial to pass on these vital survival skills, ensuring their well-being and prosperity in the harsh realities of Devildom.
 ࿔ Seasonal variations: Changes in Hormone Levels - Particularly heightened testosterone, can trigger increased aggression and competitiveness, especially when it comes to Lucifer and MC. In such instances, Satan becomes fiercely protective of his mate, unwilling to tolerate any perceived threats to their bond. He aggressively asserts his dominance, refusing to allow his older brother near his lover and even resorting to physical confrontation if necessary. 
Scent Marking - Often involve nuzzling and gentle headbutts. In a possessive gesture, he insists that the MC wear his clothes, allowing his scent to linger and permeate their bodies, ensuring his presence even in his absence. This possessiveness underscores his intense devotion and desire to mark them as his own.
⌞Territorial Behavior⌝
࿔ Marking territory - Satan marks his territory with precision and intention, utilizing his claws and tail to scratch distinctive patterns across his domain. These markings serve as a clear warning to potential intruders, indicating that trespassers risk receiving the same treatment as the walls—deep, permanent scars that serve as a stark reminder of the consequences of invading his territory. 
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⌞Sleeping and Resting Patterns⌝
You see, there isn't Day/Night in devildom, just emptiness and darkness, so we are using as reference, RAD's daily activities to measure time. Class time being the morning, class end being twilight and after dinner being night.
࿔ Crepuscular (active during twilight). The avatar of wrath finds solace in the tranquil embrace of twilight, relishing the quietude that comes after a long day filled with lessons and responsibilities. As dusk settles in, he immerses himself in the pages of his books, savoring the uninterrupted moments to delve into his studies and meticulously plan his next mischievous schemes aimed at Lucifer. Here, in the peaceful twilight, he finds respite from the demands of the day and the freedom to indulge his intellect.
⌞Bad/Creepy habits⌝
 ࿔ In the dead of night, the House of Lamentation is filled with the unsettling sound of Satan's claws scraping against the walls, creating loud noises. Each scratch reverberates through the corridors, sounding almost as if the walls themselves are on the brink of collapse.  ࿔ You can hear angry growls emanating from Satan's chamber in the middle of the night. This is the hour when he releases the tightly coiled wrath, unleashing his pent-up frustrations in a primal display of raw emotion.
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⌞Defense Mechanisms⌝
 ࿔ Chemical defenses: This demon possesses a formidable ability to inject venom into his victims with the little hook of his tail.
 ࿔ Satan's mastery of curses surpasses even that of his older brother, Lucifer, thanks to his relentless dedication to studying them. His profound knowledge grants him access to high-level spells and incantations. With a keen intellect and an insatiable thirst for arcane knowledge, he wields his expertise as a potent weapon.
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⌞Hygiene and Grooming⌝
 ࿔ Self-grooming: Satan adheres to a meticulously strict polishing schedule, dedicating the end of each day to the task of cleaning and buffing not only his tail but also his horns to a flawless, gleaming shine. ㅤ
⌞Favorite object⌝
 ࿔ Satan has a morbid fascination with collecting bones from his victims, a macabre hobby that he indulges in with a meticulous attention to detail. He takes great pleasure in practicing taxidermy on his favorite animals, carefully preserving and stuffing their remains to create hauntingly lifelike displays.
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⌞Playful Behavior⌝
 ࿔ How do they release stress? When not immersed in his ancient tomes and weaving curses into the wind, Satan finds solace in an unusual form of stress relief: playing pranks on Lucifer. However, his darker inclinations lead him down a more disturbing path. Satan takes perverse pleasure in poisoning smaller demons¹ and finds amusement from their suffering. The disturbing smile that curls his lips as he watches their agonized squeals speaks volumes about the depths of his darkness. In a chilling display of cruelty, he even speaks to them as if they comprehend, taunting them. “If you beg long enough, maybe I’ll give you the antidote.”
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⌞Human Interaction⌝
 ࿔ Responses to human presence: Satan's response to human presence is typically one of indifference. He tends to keep his distance unless provoked or enraged, in which case his reaction can be swift and dangerous. When angered, he becomes a formidable force to reckon with, and encountering him in such a state is a clear signal to run for your life!
 ࿔ Domestication behaviors: A delicate balance of trust and submission (in a way). While his demonic markings adorn his back, it's the spot that holds the key to unlocking his vulnerability. Gently scratching this area can evoke a powerful response, reducing him to a whimpering mess of pleasure. Despite his enjoyment of the attention, he maintains a sense of stubborn pride, refusing to surrender easily. 
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mammonsrockstargf · 22 days
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It starts small. You honestly don't think much of it. Crows begin leaving you gifts in your window frame. It's pretty rocks. It's a small screw. It's coins and grimm, it's a button from a shirt, it's shiny beads.
You bring it up to Mammon randomly one day. He stares at you wide-eyed. "What, you mean crowns leave ya gifts? Sound ridiculous," he says and you shrug.
"I mean, I've heard about crows leaving gifts for humans before. It's not that unusual, but usually, the humans give something to the crows in return," you say, thinking aloud. "That's the part that confuses me. I haven't given anything to the crows, so why do they like me so much?" Mammon's cheeks are bright red by now, the blush going all the way down his neck. Your brows furrow with concern.
"Hey, are you okay?" you ask and he nods quickly. "Yeah, 'm fine, gotta-go-see-ya! " he stutters and quickly leaves you, practically running away. You look after him in confusion. Weren't you both just supposed to be headed home?
The gifts continue. You get a single earring. At one point you get a small bone and at another time you get a tooth which leaves you a bit unsettled but also intrigued. You treasure every single gift, keeping it in a small box by your desk. You begin to leave the crows gifts in return. You find that they like peanuts and berries. One time you experimentally leave a big piece of watermelon, only to find it devoured within minutes.
The next day there's a pretty locket with what looks like a flower engraved in it. You gape at the locket and instantly put it on, proudly wearing it around your neck. You make sure to leave the crows a feast that day.
Satan is the first brother to notice it when it slips out from the collar of your uniform one day. "Is that new?" he asks. "Oh yeah, I've befriended a bunch of crows." Satan stops in his tracks and stares at you.
"You've befriended crows?" He repeats and you nod. "Yes. Why is everyone so weird about this?" A knowing smile creeps onto his face and he shakes his head.
"Why do you think the crows like you so much?" he asks. You hum, considering it for a second. Eventually, you have to draw a blank and look at Satan in defeat. His smile only grows wider.
"Ask Mammon. He might know."
You find Mammon in his room, lying in his bed. He smiles when he sees you and pats the bed, motioning you to come over. "Come here," he says and you do, lying down next to him. He huffs and pulls at you so you're lying on his chest. You can feel his heart beating and you look up at him through your lashes.
"Hey, Mamms," you say and he runs his hand down your back, rubbing circles into it. "Hey, treasure," he says and grins.
"Satan says you might know the cause of my new friendships." His cheeks turn crimson in an instant and he lets out something akin to a nervous laugh. "Oh, the crows, you mean?" you huff and playfully roll your eyes. "Come on, big guy, spill the beans," you say and Mammon sighs.
"So, the crows like you, because, well, I told them about you," he says and a grin spreads across your face. "Go on," you say.
"Okay, I have crow familiars, you know what a familiar is, right?" he says and looks at you expectantly. You rake your brain, remembering briefly having about it in one of your classes. "Yeah, it's like witches with black cats, right?" you say and Mammon hums.
"Yeah, kind of, but anyone can have a familiar and it can be any animal. The whole black cat thing is just something the catholic church made up." You nod in understanding while Mammon continues to rub patterns into your back. The beating of his heart seems to have become louder underneath you. "So what you're saying is you can't shut up about how awesome I am and now a bunch of crows are obsessed with me?" you say and Mammon hides his face in his hands. You giggle and pry his hands away, smiling at him adoringly.
"Please don't make fun of me," he huffs and you pout at his antics. "I could never tease my lovely little bird boy," you coo and Mammon groans while pushing you off him. He turns his back to you and you laugh manically. "Come on, Mamms, It's cute," you say and press soft kisses to the nape of his neck. "you're cute," you say and throw an arm and a leg over him, attempting to spoon him. You feel him instantly melting to your touch, completely unable to keep his resolve. It's almost too easy when he turns around again to face you. You smile at his pink face.
"I really like the gifts the crows gave me," you reassure him because you genuinely do. It's become something you look forward to when you open your window.
"You do?"
"Yeah, absolutely," you affirm and he smiles sheepishly. "I once tried to train them to steal money for me, but it didn't work."
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hopeluna-archived · 9 months
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Thinking about......Solomon who randomly gives your cheek a small lick just to see that disgusted expression of yours as you look at him while frantically wiping your cheek with your hand, and then wiping your hand on his sleeve with mumbles of "ew ew ew ew ew".
All while he has a shit-eating grin on his face, watching you question your entire relationship with him.
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here-kittykitty · 9 months
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MORE! PEOPLE! NEED! TO! MAKE! THE! OBM! BOYS! FUCKED UP!!!!
and i dont just mean mentally (although that is appreciated <33)
Mammon turns around to lovestare at you during class💕but his neck is at an extremely offputting angle and when you catch him staring he gets flustered and whips around away from you and you can swear you can hear bones snap
Asmo is braiding your hair and it's soft and gentle, you're almost falling asleep, so you barely register him murmuring about how beautiful you are, how stunning you look in red, how badly he'd like to paint you in it, how sure he is that your insides are as pretty as your outsides, how much he'd like to taste...
You're in the observatory with Belphie, talking in hushed giggles under the stars and the blood red moon. His hands are warm in yours and his eyes are kind, you trust him and want nothing more than to fall asleep here in a nest of pillows, but his shadow looks like its warning you to stay awake
You're venting to Satan, just something petty that your classmate did to spite you, but you're pacing around his room while he watches, and your pulse is racing and you're having to blink the red out of your eyes and you feel suddenly murderous, until you make eye contact with Satan and his eyes are glowing and you realize he's amplifying and feeding off your rage because old habits die hard
Let them be fucked up.
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ssshh-im-a-secret · 11 months
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Obey Me X Twisted Wonderland Prompt
So, MC at some point probably thinks to themself, 
‘Wait, Solomon knew about demons way before I did! And a big part of that is because he’s a wizard, he can use magic. I’m surrounded by people who can use magic, I’ll just ask about demons.’
They ask, and, everyone’s like “It’s a myth. There’s a lot of lore behind it, but last time someone supposedly summoned a demon, it was hundreds of years ago.”
So, MC gives up. If even super powerful magic users can’t summon demons, when there are manuals to do so, it’s possible they just aren’t actually able to summon them in this world. They’re upset, and disappointed, but accept it. 
One day, they’re running an errand for Crowley that requires them to go into a third or fourth year class (you decide, but third year if you want to include some of those characters). They’re studying sigils or something, and this requires them to attempt to summon a demon. MC watches, and realizes why no one has been able to summon a demon all these years. They’re doing it wrong.
So MC interrupts class saying,
“No, no, no, you’re doing it all wrong.” Everyone is skeptical, because this magicless student is claiming they can summon a demon. They’re rolling their eyes and whispering snarky comments. 
But MC doesn’t stop, they just grab the chalk from the teacher and start drawing a summoning circle on the ground, and starts saying the right words to summon one of their demon pacts.
Out pops one of their demons from the circle.
Cue screaming from everyone.
The demon and MC from excitement, everyone else from absolute terror because “Oh my god, why would you summon a demon?! How did you do that?! You’ve doomed us all!” 
Bonus points if MC jumps onto this demon, clinging to them, and everyone slowly stops screaming and is just confused.
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jemjams02 · 24 days
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Mammon Relationship Stuff :p
no gender/genitals mentioned! contains NSFW
thank u anon for making me remember I have free will and can gnaw at my enclosure while Mammon stands on the other side of the bars, visibly afraid
Mammon constantly has his hands on you. He HAS to be touching you; a hand on the hip, arm around the shoulders, hand in the back pocket, etc. If it's not his hands, it's his whole body, he'll press against you just to feel you there
Speaking of hands, Mammon's are pretty! Perfectly manicured, and with many rings on his fingers. He often gives you one of his rings to wear! An innocent gesture in your eyes, but to him, it's just practice for when he gives you your own special ring (wink wink)
He can't say no to you. You don't even have to give him any puppy-dog eyes, he'll do pretty much anything the first time you ask! He's absolutely whipped for you, and would kill someone if you asked.
If he could, he would whisk you away to a secluded place forever. He wants you all to himself! He can't help his greed, ESPECIALLY when it comes to you. Anything you're willing to give him, he'll take and take, and sometimes he just wishes you could give him and only him your attention.
Not a sharer, and will consistently invite himself to your plans (especially the ones with his brothers). He has to make sure nobody tries to steal you away!
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Sex with Mammon happens almost every night, he honestly doesn't sleep very well without you bouncing on his cock for at least an hour before bed
Desperate to make you cum, whether it's in his mouth/on his face, on his cock, or inside him. He needs it, he's greedy for your pleasure, and sometimes will ignore his own hard-on to work your sex until you're crying and begging for him to fuck you properly
LOVES having you sit pretty on his cock! He loves using his demonic strength to push and pull you up and down his shaft; sometimes slow and teasing, and sometimes he bounces you on his cock with reckless abandon, loving the way you writhe and shake in his grip at his merciless pace.
LOUD LOUD LOUD this man cannot shut up once he's got you in his bed. If he's not yapping, he's moaning like a bitch in heat. You just feel so good!!! Constant streams of praise and compliments fall from his lips as you squeeze around him just right
Master of aftercare, he just needs a second to breathe. If you're up for it, he'll run a bath and soak with you for a while as he uses a warm washcloth on your more sensitive areas
Biter, absolutely a menace. Since Mammon made you his, you don't walk around without a few dozen marks on your body at any given time, it looks like you were attacked by a pack of wild dogs
Likes dressing you up all pretty for him, only to tear whatever cute lingerie/underwear he bought you to shreds. Likes seeing makeup get ruined by your tears as he makes you cum for the upteenth time, and he WILL have you wear jewelry (and only jewelry), his favorite color on you is gold, obviously
LOVES cumming inside, it fills him with a sense of satisfaction to see his cum filling you. He's claimed you, inside and out,
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devildomwriter · 1 month
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Wingwoman
Lilith being the reason MC was chosen for the exchange program is hilarious to me because she accidentally sent this oblivious human meant to heal her family to literal hell. And instead of just healing the family, MC fucks them too.
And her spirit is stuck in the Devildom so now she has to listen to her descendant and her “brothers” go at it and this was not the result she had in mind.
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hyperfixat · 8 months
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Since Belphie’s ‘animal’ is a cow here are some headcanons that make me like him more:
he has separation anxiety and his worst fear is to be separated from his brothers/family: cows are social creatures and do not tend to do well on their own
It usually isn’t so explicitly stated, but in the way he holds you close with his whole body while napping, and the way he tugs you closer with his tail in public, make way for one of his worst fears… that of losing another loved one.
personally i think he has (in his human form) larger than average hands and tongue, and cows are lickers! they groom each other to share bonds, and i think him licking mc is so cute (i also mentioned this in my other headcanon set)
Sometimes you wake up a little damp after sleeping or napping with Belphie, but you always assumed that it was just sweat from his infernal heat. What you do not know is that in those bleary moments of wakefulness that Belphie gets he takes his flat tongue to flatten your hair and go along whatever part of your body he can reach without moving too much.
while he is a sleepy little dude he goes ham for enrichment toys like balls and sticks. while he won’t chase or fetch anything, he may be caught bouncing a giant beach ball around or rubbing on certain objects
You’ve started to bring little trinkets you got from a cheap import shop up to Belphie. He seems so lonely and bored up there that your heart can’t help but ache a little. The shiny ones you buy go to Mammon, but the matte, colorful ones you tuck away into your pocket to bring up to the demon in the attic.
It’s worth it for the way he grunts and acts uninterested, but still shoves his hands through the bars of Lucifer’s magic caging him. It’s worth it when you catch sight of him bouncing, tossing, and fiddling with them when your arrival caught him off guard. It’s worth it when with a shy blush on his face Belphie admits that the gifts, no matter how cheap, meant a lot to him.
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✨ STUPID HEADCANON ✨
MC gets kidnapped by a cult that worships the brothers, and while the cult leader is monologuing about how MC is going to be sacrificed to the great seven lords of Hell, this poor human is just sitting there like “Damn this is gonna be hella awkward once I summon the brothers during the most dramatic moment”.
Cult Leader: We call upon our seven demonic princes of the Devildom to accept this sacrifice-
MC: Princes? Ugh, I almost forget those bastards are royalty. Though, it does explain why Mammon is always so iffy about doing his own laundry.
Cult Leader: What-
MC: Nononono, don’t mind me, continue on. Sorry for the interruption.
Cult Leader: …ahem. We call upon Belphegor, the Avatar of Sloth.
MC: Pfft, sleepy brat probably isn’t even listening right now.
Cult Leader (getting annoyed): We call upon Beelzebub, the feared Avatar of Gluttony-
MC: Oh, shit, you might not wanna call upon Beel, if he finds out you’re bothering me you all might end up as second breakfast.
Cult Leader: AND WITHOUT FURTHER INTERRUPTIONS. We ask Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust to-
MC: You’re not even going to give Asmo an extra compliment? At least call him the “divinely beautiful” Avatar of Lust.
Cult Leader: WE SUMMON THE VERY VERY SCARY AVATAR OF WRATH AS WELL.
MC (remembering how the last time they hung out with Satan he started spontaneously weeping because he remembered the sad ending of a book he read): …yeah. Hella scary, that one.
Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Envy, the master strategist, Leviathan!
MC: Master strategist? You know what? I’ll give you that, that one checks out.
Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Greed Mammon-
MC: My first man :D
Mammon: Hell yeah, human! Up top!
The cult: …AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
MC: Wow, they didn’t even get to Lucifer. How’d you get here so fast, Mam?
Mammon: Oh, I just heard you refer to me as your first man, as ya should, obviously, and I was so happy I decided to pop in and give ya some positive reinforcement. Now where’s my high five?
MC: I’m tied to this alter thing.
Mammon: Oh shit, ya are-
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zephyrchama · 27 days
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Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.
Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.
Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.
Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.
Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.
Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).
Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.
Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.
Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.
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devilevlls · 6 days
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Lucifer’s lewd habits౨ৎ
Nobody asked for this one, but I can’t stop my mind from wondering about Lucifer’s kinks and preferences, so… I’m posting some of it.
(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) Probably going to make part.2 if I remember more things.
Everything here is consensual. I’m talking about a scenario where both of you are aware of each other’s boundaries.
📌 TW: Shameless smut, explicit descriptions of lustful acts, intercourse. 
Tried to keep it gender-neutral.
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๋࣭⭑Lucifer is the shameless type of guy, the one that will grip into your hair or neck while you are making out and slowly push you down, asking for a blowjob without words. He won’t stop pushing until you finally reach the goal.
He likes it slow, going deep, and will groan when you suddenly circle your tongue over his tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum.
๋࣭⭑I think he is someone who doesn’t like PDA while others are looking, but while in public, without catching any attention, he will twist your nipples over your shirt just to see them hardening. He will chuckle and mock you, whispering into your ear on how easy you are.
๋࣭⭑He will make you beg for him to take you, I’m not saying just playfully, but almost making it annoying/painful. Lucifer is a sadist, so, for him, seeing you actually getting mad for wanting to have sex was pure entertainment.
๋࣭⭑Loves shower sex, Despite his busy schedule, whenever he finds a free moment, he'll send you messages inviting you to shower together.
๋࣭⭑Accidentally spread his wings when too excited or too close to an intense orgasm. He won’t be embarrassed tho, but it can startle you a little o_o
๋࣭⭑Will give you lustful stares when you are talking in public, and will smirk when noticing the growing blush on your cheeks.
๋࣭⭑Purposefully rubs himself against you while “helping” you reach for something and lets you feel his intimacy throbbing with excitement. (I headcanon that the house of lamentation has big furniture, since they are slightly taller than average humans)
๋࣭⭑Loves when you worship his body, his red eyes gleaming with amusement as he observes your lips showering him with kisses.
๋࣭⭑Probably will ask you to kneel down and brushes his shoes against your intimacy, enjoying every whimper, every gasp you let escape from your lips.
๋࣭⭑While being the top, Lucifer will grab your hips with force and slam himself into you repeatedly, just to painfully slow down, making him slide in and out. Will chuckle seeing your needy reactions.
๋࣭⭑If he is the bottom, he will make sure to edge you, circling his hips on your lap slowly, making it go deep and then stop, feeling how your body tense with the feeling of almost reaching the peak and calming down again, never reaching the goal.
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๋࣭⭑MC boldly grasps his horns as they engage in heated make out sections, unapologetically reveling in the sensation of pushing him to his limits. They adore the subtle frown that crosses his face as he submits to their dominance, though it's clear he thoroughly enjoys it.
๋࣭⭑Casually grabbing Lucifer’s ass as he walks by or while he is trying to give a serious speech. They would take care not to embarrass him in front of anyone tho, just silly moments where they know this would be possible, and they will only receive a threatening glare from the avatar of pride.
๋࣭⭑Nibbling on his ears. For me, Lucifer is a touch starved old man that gets shivers from almost anything, so nibbling on his ears would make him yelp softly, and he will blush if someone is around and hears it.
๋࣭⭑Will steal pecks from him while he is trying to scold them, making his cold heart melt little by little and as they notice him getting excited, they will rub him over his clothes, making the demon whimper softly.
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IDK if there are grammar errors, wasn't really trying hard for this one, just wanted to share my thoughts.
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mammonsrockstargf · 25 days
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"Is it true that you had 700 wives?"
Solomon looks up from his book, to where you're laying on his bed, homework in hand. He'd convinced you to take the class "Rhetoric 101: How to win any argument with an angel using biblical quotes" because he'd figured it'd be fun to watch you try to spark up an argument with Simeon. It was a nice perk that you could study together. It hadn't even occurred to him that he might get mentioned in the coursework.
You read over the pages, eyes brimming with amusement. "What could you possibly need 700 wives for?" you ask and he shrugs. "Mostly politics and gaining land," he says but you don't seem entirely convinced. "Might I remind you that this was happening during a period of 80 years?" he says but you just raise your brows at him. "That's still like 9 wives per year, though. How on earth did you have time for that?" you're laughing now, really laughing and Solomon has to fight a smile.
"What, they'd get like a month and a half each before you were on to the next one," you say, wiping the tears on your cheek. "Actually, I never even met most of them," he says, hoping to help his cause, but it only causes you to laugh even harder. Solomon huffs and pretends to read his book again, letting your laughter subside, but once you read the next line of your homework you're laughing again.
"You had 300 concubines? How is that even possible?" you cackle and Solomon rolls his eyes. "That was a rumour. I did not have that many," he says but you're far gone, clutching your belly as you gasp for air. "I'll have you know that having a pact with the Avatar of Lust gives you a very high libido-" he begins.
"Oh, trust me, I know," you wheeze.
He's on you in a second, pushing you down on the bed, a hand on each side of your head. You giggle, when he presses kisses to your face, any surface he can reach, your cheeks, your forehead, your nose.
"Stop" kiss "teasing" kiss "me!" kiss, he whines, but you've only just begun. "Oh, I'm sorry, my lord, it's just I haven't seen you in three years, you've been so busy with all your wives-" Solomon shuts you up with a kiss on the lips and you bury your hands in his hair, leaning into it. He lays down on top of you, using your chest as a pillow, refusing to move an inch. "Sol, you're crushing me," you complain and he grumbles. He presses a kiss to your collarbone and grabs your homework, throwing it into a corner of his room, before getting comfortable again, this time crushing you a little less. You run your fingers through his hair, humming softly.
You both know that it doesn't actually matter how many wives or concubines or past lovers he's had. Sometimes Solomon thinks that it's all just been a build-up, that none of it actually mattered. His real life didn't begin until he met you and he's completely fine with that.
"Sooo, did you have a favourite? Or perhaps 30 favourites?"
"Oh, shut up."
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blanketbvby · 2 months
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I like to imagine that while yes, demons and angels can get injured, they have no idea what sickness is. So one day when you wake up really sick, they think you're cursed.
They think it's an awfully strong curse, actually, because they can't even pinpoint what it is or any trace of magic, but they can just feel something is there and it's wrong and not normal and that you're not okay.
Maybe at first the brothers try and not tell anyone since they think they can solve it without help, but after the third day and no progress and you laying in bed, unable to eat, sweating, vomiting, sneezing, and pale, they decide to suck it up and bring you to the castle.
Another personal favorite idea of mine is that due to the lack of sun, the Devildom is absolutely freezing most of the time, so it's harder to recover if you fall ill.
Upon reaching the castle and explaining, Diavolo assigns Barbatos to help care for you. When even that doesn't work as well as it should and finding the right spell to work is hard, they turn to Purgatory Hall to help.
Of course, the angels are just as confused. Why are you not getting better? Why are you only getting worse?
It's not until, through gasps of air after laughing so hard when he realizes what's wrong, that they get an explanation. That this is something called illness and that you're not getting better because it's too cold.
So he's asked to curse you, pride thrown aside. When he actually sees you, though... He frowns, immediately switching into concern and doing things like checking your temperature, getting you water, trying (and getting kicked out for even thinking of the kitchen) to make you soup, and so on. Simple things to get you going.
When asked why he's not just healing you, the explanation boils down to how complex diseases can be and how he'd have to find the exact strand of whatever you have to get a spell ready.
So, instead, you're kept in the castle with a heating spell in the room and the utmost pampering and divine of services to help.
Simeon and Luke and Barbatos make you gentle foods to help your stomach. Lucifer and Diavolo and Solomon and Mephistopheles and Raphael come to check on you. Asmodeus and Satan come to help make sure you're bathed and your clothes are changed, that you truly are getting better. Mammon and Leviathan and Beelzebub and Belphegor are the best conversation, company, and entertainment you have. Thirteen makes sure that things are okay by making sure your candle is still lit, maybe a little dim, but lit nonetheless.
And when you do finally get better, you don't miss the opportunity to go out of your way and thank them all individually.
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Mammon fluffy headcanon
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Okay, in the early stages of the relationship, Mammon wouldn't really realize his feelings.
Or how wide they are.
He is a tsundere lol.
Because of this, attachment would be low.
And PDA would be non-existent.
You should start physical affection.
Holding hands, kissing, etc.
Mammon would blush whenever you did something physical.
Oohohohoooo just wait until Mammon realizes how much he would love you.
Because it would happen over time.
After that, it feels like Mammon can't get enough of your tenderness.
He would be like a sponge that absorbs everything.
Public PDA would be mandatory.
Mammon would like to hold your hand always.
And he would want everyone to know whose partner you are.
Mammon would also try to praise you a lot verbally.
Although he's not that talented at it.
Trying would be good though, wouldn't it?
Mammon would usually be a big spoon.
He would like you in his arms.
But sometimes Mammon would also like to be a little spoon.
Especially if he feels insecure.
Mammon's kisses would be really soft.
There would also be a lot of them.
Because Mammon can't get enough of you.
He could get a little greedy ;)
The only downside would be that as the relationship progressed, Mammon wouldn't blush so easily anymore.
Looks like you'll have to come up with new ways to make him blush.
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momosodapuffs · 3 months
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do you guys think Lucifer does that parent thing where you'll say something and they repeat it back to you but worse .....
"I'll sweep the floor in a minute Lucifer..."
"I'LL SWEEP YOUR ASS IN A MINUTE!"
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