#Shoulder!Beelzebub has won today

[nishayuro]

Obey me! How the characters spend their valentines with you 

Part 1- Lucifer, Mammon. Leviathan

Part 2- Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor

Genre: Fluff

GN!MC

Lucifer: 

Even though its valentines, he still has work T.T

Even though he has work, he will ask for you to keep him company in his office.

Gifts you a necklace with some of his powers infused in it for protection.

Will book reservations for Ristorante Six for dinner, so dress fancy MC!

Will let you order whatever u want on the menu (Beel is jealous of your rn) 

When you both get back home, will play one of his records in his room as you both chill on the couch having tea and just chatting about stuff.

When it's time for bed, will hold you close and whisper words of praise towards you as you drift to sleep. 

“You know, Luci, if I told young me that when I grow up I’ll be brought to hell for education to help bridge three worlds AND fall in love with a demon, let alone the strongest Avatar of sin, younger me would think I lost it.” you said, resting your head on your lover’s shoulder. He gave you a light chuckle, sipping from his tea cup. “I think that’s both of us. If I told my past self that I'd be with a human, I would have laughed at myself. But look at me now, I can’t see myself with anyone else other than you, my love.” He says, pure love oozing out of his voice. 

Mammon: 

Prepared for this day!! 

From the start of the day, he rushed into your room and woke you up, saying he has a lot planned for you today! 

He gave you one gift first, it was a matching bracelet with grimm charms

He then told you to get dressed because you’re going to Madame Screams on a date

When you both get there, anything you want is his treat!

After Madame Screams, he will take you shopping around

When you get back home to the House of Lamentation, He gives you the rest of the gifts he has,  he sets up a movie date in his room with you, cuddling on the couch with popcorn and all. 

At night, he will take you on a midnight drive around devildom.

When it's time for bed, will cuddle up to you, head on your chest and tell you how much he loves you. 

“Rise n’ Shine, MC!! It’s a special day!!” Mammon shouted, entering your room and shaking you awake. “Mhmm, five more minutes please” you whined, “nuh, uh, no can do!” he said, dragging your blanket away. You tug on his arm and pull him into bed with you. “Five more minutes please” you whispered, hugging him close. “B-but It’s Valentine's day and I have a whole plan for us two” he said, but hugging you back too. “Mhmm, but I wanna spend some time with you like this” you murmured into his chest. “W-wha… u gotta stop saying stuff like that, it’s not good for my heart y’know” He stammered. “Love you…” u said, he sighed and hugged you tighter, “love you too, babe” he whispered into your hair giving you a kiss. 

Leviathan: 

He gave you a framed glass painting of a picture of both of you in anime style. 

He will surprisingly leave his room and ask you to go outside with him

But that's because he wants to buy snacks for today’s activities

Isn’t it obvious? Game day!!

But not just any game, no no

This demon MADE you a game to play with him 

It’s a two player romance game and you gotta work together to complete tasks.

After the game, he boots up an anime that you both really wanted to watch but couldn’t find the time to because of more animes to watch lmao

Cuddles with you, he’s blushing so much

When it’s time for bed, you’re laid above him (cause that bathtub is too cramped to sleep in any other way) his arms encircling you as you listen to his heartbeat beating fast.

“And…LET'S GO!! WE BEAT THE LAST BOSS!” You exclaimed, throwing your hands around Levi. “Yeah!! Good job, MC!” He replied, hugging you back. “Oh. there’s more dialogue” you sat back down and read through it. 

“We won! And it’s all thanks to our teamwork!” - his character

“Yeah! It was tough but we managed!” - your character

“I…MC, I promised myself I’d tell you this when we win” - his character

“Oh? What is it, Levi?” - your character

“Well…” - his character

You pressed the next button, and it read “look at me, mc”, which prompted you to look at the real Levi sitting next to you, you found that he was already looking at you. 

“W-well, okay here goes nothing.” he stammered, he took a deep breath, held your hands and looked you in the eyes. “MC, out of all the gacha games and raffles I play and win, nothing beats the happiness of when I won your love… Out of all the anime, nothing beats the excitement of seeing how our story goes, And out of everyone, I’m grateful that you became the Henry to my Lord of Shadows. I-I LOVE YOU, MC!” He confessed, closing his eyes. “I love you too, Leviathan. So, so much” You replied, pulling him into a hug followed by a kiss which made the otaku red as a tomato. 

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[evilasiangenius]

The Second Prince of Hell

Pressing his hands over his face, Crowley sighed. It was already a bad day, and while there had been not so many days since the Earth had been formed, it seemed like all Crowley could see ahead was a progression of bad days that only got worse.

Of course, it did immediately get worse, for the next thing that happened was that Crowley nearly ran into someone.

“Oh, sorry about that, my fault,” Crowley muttered, as a pair of firm hands steadied his shoulders.

“How did your meeting go?” A familiar voice, and Crowley opened his eyes, hands dropping to his sides to see Aziraphale standing before him, plump hands resting on Crowley’s slim shoulders.

The angel gasped. “...what are you doing here?!”

“Asmodeus comes up for regular meetings in Heaven, and he asked me to join him today to stand second.”

“Meetings. In Heaven?” Crowley blinked.

“You didn’t know? Well, Beelzebub’s too important for this job, and I’m not important enough, so...”

Crowley’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I thought we were supposed to be enemies.”

“Oh, this doesn’t stop us from being enemies, my dear boy. Nothing has changed but we must think of practicality. After all, could anything get done if both sides didn’t know what was going on in advance? That would be sheer madness,” Aziraphale said.

“I...” Speechless, Crowley felt the foundations of faith deep down inside shifting, before trying very hard to keep his belief in the system from cracking. “I really should get going. There’s work to be done after all-”

“Oh, but before you go, you should meet my counterpart.” Aziraphale turned to the ladders, offering a hand to another demon who hefted himself up the ladder and out onto the cool gleaming expanse of Heaven. A very tall and blond demon clad in black robes lined in venomous green, crowned with black meteoric iron in the shape of twining serpents, whose sharp green eyes fixed on Crowley the moment that he stepped forward.

Crowley found himself backing up, just a little.

“Crowley, this is Asmodeus, Second Prince of Hell.”

“Pleased to meet you?”

Asmodeus laughed. “Is this the Representative on Earth that we’re supposed to be concerned about? Oh, but a beauty to be certain, a rare jewel in Heaven’s crown with that dark copper hair and those golden eyes. Do you think that Heaven knew what it was doing when it sent this one?”

“Apparently,” Aziraphale said dryly. “After all, Heaven doesn’t make mistakes.”

The two Princes of Hell exchanged looks of amusement.

“My dear Aziraphale, you are ever so lucky to have been named Representative. I think I should have liked to have had the honor.”

“How did you win?” Crowley glanced at Aziraphale, curious, before realizing he should also keep an eye on Asmodeus too, just in case.

“It was down to me and Asmodeus, and I won. So it could have easily been a serpent instead of an octopus that did the tempting.”

“Did you fight for the position? Is that what they do down there? Er, Downstairs.” Crowley wondered, knowing that the honor of being Representative on Earth was merely an accident when it came to Heaven’s decision; Crowley just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time when they were looking for someone to be volunteered.

“Oh no,” Aziraphale chuckled, his voice dark with amusement. “No, there was no fight. It was rock-paper-scissors, and I cheated.”

“...oh.”

“Extra arms, you know.” And for a moment, the black-robed Aziraphale had four arms and four legs and then two legs and six arms and then just a lot of arms and Crowley nearly fell over before Aziraphale reverted back to something more recognizable.

“Now I wish I had tried harder,” Asmodeus hissed. “All of the Earth as one’s private garden, and a charming angel to chase around and thwart…now that would have been splendid. I think I would have enjoyed that quite a bit.”

“Uh, I’m right here...” Crowley muttered. “Haven’t left at all.”

“I must say that I’m glad to have been chosen,” Aziraphale said smoothly. “It’s quite an honor.”

“By cheating.”

“Just as a demon lord should do. And if you interfere, Asmodeus, I’ll gut you like a...whatever it is that the humans gut.”

“A duck? A fish?” Crowley suggested, but it didn’t seem that the demons heard.

“Oh, I wouldn’t dream of it,” Asmodeus lied, eyeing Crowley as the Second Prince of Hell paced a slow circle around the angel. “Absolutely wouldn’t dare infringe on your rights, my infernal brother.”

“Good, because if you do, I might have to destroy you.” Aziraphale smiled brilliantly.

“Oh, Aziraphale, let’s not bring up that kind of unpleasantness. It’s far too soon to talk like that when a little torture goes a long way. My dearest brother, I think it’s best to let the angel make the choices of who is preferred. We may not have free will as the humans do, but exercising a little choice is always...wait, where did the angel go?”

“Back to Earth, I presume. Well, good luck on your meeting; it seems that I have some work to do-”

“Aziraphale...” Asmodeus’ voice had a tone of warning in it. “You’re not to leave until we’re done here.”

“Oh, but if you recall the rules are that both Representatives must be on Earth at the same time. Beelzebub has been quite firm about that. It’s a very reasonable rule if you think about it. Have fun at your meeting; say hi to Michael and Gabriel for me.” And with a wave, Aziraphale swung himself down onto a ladder and clambered down fast, multiple arms and legs helping him navigate the narrow ladder back down to Creation.

Halfway down and still in the high heavens, Aziraphale paused and looked down. Beyond the great plumes of clouds where the sky opened back up again, white wings spread wide as the angel glided the rest of the way down to Earth in a slow graceful motion, the small white figure stained with a dark splotch of coppery red that fluttered like a flame, and Aziraphale felt his breath catch.

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#angel crowley #demon aziraphale #good omens #reverse omens #good omens fanfiction #the seventh prince of hell #crowley is an ordinary angel without a flaming sword #aziraphale is a prince of hell and the lord of the octopuses

[syntia13treeman]

Add a caption if you like: .... what would be the point?

#good omens #good omens tv #failed art #Shoulder!Beelzebub has won today #Shoulder!Dagon is sulking #He wanted to read more prompts we'd never write #SNT GO posts

[dreamkidddream]

Helllo, I hope all is well, may you do Beel with scenario 3, thank you! I hope I’m not late to this!!

Beel is literally so sweet but can be so oblivious sometimes lmao but I still love him tho 🧡 reader is gender neutral!

Also this got kinda long my bad 😭

Prompt Scenario: “Person B hiding in a closet to jump out and surprise Person A, but Person A just keeps not going near the closet by chance.” with Beelzebub!

Today is the day.

After plenty of time spent planning, you’re going to surprise a demon: a demon who won’t accidentally kill you if they do get scared.

You’re going to surprise Beel.

You see, you just found out that you won two all you can eat vouchers for Ristorante Six through a bet with some classmates, and you knew how excited and beyond happy Beel would be if you invited him to come with you (since there is NO way you could eat all that food by yourself, and free food equals happy Beel, so it’s a win-win). So what better way to tell him than as a surprise? There was only one problem.

You have not seen Beel at all today. And you’ve been in the closet going on two hours.

You know that he doesn’t have anything planned today, you double checked with him before you sneaked in the closet! So why isn’t he here yet? You bet 100% that he’s stuffing his face as usual, but he would’ve texted you by now to see if you wanted to tag along! Or maybe he got so hungry again that he forgot-

You heard the door open and close.

You held your breath when you heard a growl echo in the room.

“Ah, I’m so hungry...”

Oh thank goodness, it’s just Beel and his empty hole of a stomach (you still forget how his stomach could sound just like Cerberus). Now’s your chance! You’ll wait till he inches towards the closet, then jump out with the tickets and yelling out “SURPRISE!” Should you throw your arms up? Should you try to jump into his arms? You know that he’ll catch you, his reflexes are scary good like that.

“Maybe I should use the emergency snack stash in the closet.”

Oh man now’s your chance! His steps are inching closer and closer to the door. Okay, on the count of three. One...two...THRE-

“No, that’s MC stash whenever they come over. I don’t want to eat it and then we can’t share anything...”

You can just see the frown forming on his face and him rubbing his hands together all nervous. “But maybe they won’t mind?”, he began making his way towards the closet again. You gripped the tickets tighter, mentally preparing yourself to launch-

“No, I better not. I don’t want to upset MC. It has some of their human snacks and they’ll be sad if I ate them all now. Maybe I should see if Belphie kept Madam Scream’s custard, I could always buy him another one later...oh I could buy one with MC! But where are they...”

Oh my DIAVOLO.

Out of all the times that Beel is being considerate with someone else’s food is the time that you don’t need him to be. Why does he have to be so caring and soft all the time?!

You are ready to pound your head against the wall.

You’re ready to give up and just open the door when it sounds like he’s...sniffing something? His stomach growl filled the air, and then he was stomping towards the closet, quicker than you could process it.

You practically screeched when the door was yanked open, Beel peering down at you with a hungry look in his eyes, which then turned to confusion, then cheerful. Here you are, fallen on your butt, the vouchers stuck on your sweaty palm, petrified.

“I thought I smelled you in here!”

“Smell...?”, it came out so small and you swear that you felt your voice crack. Oh this is embarrassing. Not only did the surprise fail, but now you stink!

He nodded, “I thought I was just smelling your snack stash, but you always smell really good, so it’s not hard to find you. And I have the best sense of smell in the house. But why are you hiding in the closet? Did you get hungry too?”

“No, I was trying to surprise you, but I failed,” you sighed out. You forgot how Beel can practically sniff out anything, being the Avatar of Gluttony and all, he had to have a good sense of taste and smell. Wait, he doesn’t know why you’re in here, so you could still-

“What’s that in your hand?”

He gasped and snatched your wrist, lifting you up as you squeaked. “Is that two all you can eat vouchers for Ristorante Six?! MC, how did you-“

So much for the surprise, huh?

You must’ve zoned out over your failure, because the next thing you knew, you were being tossed over Beel’s shoulder, staring at the ground in shock.

“MC, I’m hungry.”

You gulped.

“Wait can I atleast change first before you go?!”

“There’s no time to waste, we need to go. Now.”

“But Beel-“

Your cries were ignored as you both (or rather Beel) raced to the restaurant, you still being carried on his shoulder.

-

Lucifer is not a happy camper right now.

It’s past midnight, and he had to come out and personally apologize to the owner of Ristorante Six because his younger brother still doesn’t know how to control his raging appetite and his rage in general when he is being denied food. And also because of a certain human who thought that giving the Avatar of Gluttony an all you can eat voucher would fully satisfy his hunger.

You and Beel both see him tapping his fingers meticulously, no doubt deciding on some sort of punishment. But luckily (or rather unluckily), he’s too tired to think of something right now, but he rest assured that he will have something by tomorrow. So no chance of escaping punishments.

Well that sucks. You didn’t know that Beel would go to that far after they told him they couldn’t serve him anymore (but you couldn’t blame them, Beel ate literally everything, and they didn’t have enough food for the other diners. They were even starting to run out of water and bread, and you would have never thought that was possible). You should have known better that his appetite probably wouldn’t have been fully satiated, but you couldn’t help it when you saw how his face lit up once you were both there. You knew it was because of the food, but Beel swore that it tasted better because he was with you.

Either way, you’re fine getting in trouble if it meant to see Beel smiling, even if it wasn’t for long.

Bonus:

“MC, I’m sorry I got us in trouble.”

He’s giving you that puppy dog look, the look that’s hard to stay mad, that’s hard to be mad at. “It’s okay Beel, I’m not mad. I still had fun, and even though we aren’t exactly allowed back right now, it was worth it right? You still had fun, and that’s all that matters.”

He stopped you before you could say goodnight by grabbing your hands, gaze turning serious. “Let me make it up to you.”

“Beel it’s okay, I told you I’m not upset-“

“But I am. You were just trying to do something nice for me, and I messed it all up.” He was sulking, his shoulders beginning to slouch. “It won’t sit right with me.”

Then a genius idea came to you. This could be very beneficial for you both.

“I know how you can make it up to me.”

“You do?” His head shot up. “How?” His eyes practically begged you to tell him.

-

Lucifer was both shocked and amused at the sight he saw.

Here Beel was, cooking breakfast (human breakfast to be exact), without eating the food. When he went to question him what exactly brought this on (he was still getting punished, but if this attitude kept up it might not be as severe), Beel only said one thing.

“I’m making it up to MC.”

He then put the food on a tray (that was even adorned with a flower and was that fresh squeezed orange juice?!), and promptly left the kitchen. So the human got his brother who ate everything in sight to make breakfast for them and not eat a single piece?

You continue to surprise him at every turn.

-

“MC, are you up?”

The sight of you tangled in his covers, dressed in one of his old shirts, is a sight that he can get used to. When he heard you groan and mumble out something (maybe a good morning?), he brought the tray and put it on his nightstand. “I made you something, and don’t worry, I didn’t eat a single piece, but I was tempted to because it smells so good...”

“You can have some Beel.” You sat up, stretching and overlooking the tray. He wasn’t lying when he said that this smells good, because it’s making your mouth water.

“No, it’s your breakfast, and I ate a little bit of mine earlier. Besides, the coupon says that I can’t have a piece and we have to follow it.”

If you would have known making some homemade “Beel Favors” coupons at two in the morning would make him feel better and get you treatment like this, you would have done this a long time ago, with him and the other brothers. But Beel is such a sweetheart, and you would feel bad if you just took advantage of him.

“Now, say ‘ahh’.”

“Beel,” you started to chuckle, “you don’t have to feed me.”

“But I want to, and the coupon says that I have to so...please?”

You don’t have it in you to say no, so you open your mouth, even mimicking the sound, as he gently fed you.

You both knew that the coupon said the feeding part is optional, but who were you to deny such a face? And he said please too, so you couldn’t refuse him now!

If he kept this up, you might have to redeem your 10 free kisses coupon early. But you don’t think he’ll mind if you do.

If anything, he’ll make the kisses unlimited if it’s from you.

#obey me x reader #obey me reader insert #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me beel x reader #beel x reader #beelzebub x reader #dream’s 100 + 200 followers prompt special 💙

[diavolosthots]

What about a short little fic about mc going to see one of Beel's sports game, and mc gives him a sweet victory kiss.

This is really short D: but I had no clue how to make it long. Im sorry i failed

Sweet Victory ( BEELZEBUB X GN!READER )

One thing that really irks you about Beelzebub was that people never saw past the eating. Well, it didn’t irk you about him, specifically, just about people viewing him. Yeah, he eats a lot, way more than anyone ever should eat, but it’s not like he can’t afford it or like he doesn’t need it. He works out, a lot, probably more than anyone else ever will in their entire life and he is a beast at the gym. You tried his workout routine once and never again. You didn’t feel any part of your body for the next three weeks and he just kept on going. Granted, he’s probably been doing that routine for centuries, but it didn’t look that hard, which is mainly why you wanted to try it too. No wonder you shouldn’t mess with demons; not when they workout like that. 

People also seem to forget that Beelzebub does have hobbies that don't include food. He doesn’t mind playing games with Leviathan or taking a walk with Belphegor in the middle of the night. He actually loved to play card games with Mammon, too, and they do it pretty much every night. Above all of this, though, he loves to play Fangol. This is also probably the main reason he has such a great physique. You think American Football is hard? Try Fangol. It’s American Football on steroids with a hint of Karen-craziness. Yeah, it’s exactly that.

Of course, once Beelzebub had the guts to ask you out, you were also immediately asked to be part of any and all games, “Will you come to my game tomorrow?” He still asked, everytime, just in case you ever did not want to go. He would never hold it against you if you said no and that was one of the main reasons you always said yes. It was so cute to see how excited he got when he spotted you in the stands and how excited you looked too, sometimes with his brothers and sometimes alone, but always with a huge grin on your face, cheering him on. He considers himself lucky to have you and he always makes sure you know that. 

Seeing you at the game today was definitely an energy boost. “Go Beel!!” He could recognize that voice anywhere and his eyes immediately found yours as he ran past, giving a quick wave before he had his mind back in the game. He wished he could just prop you up on his shoulders and run with you, but of course some idiot made that against the rules. Still, you could tell that that was all he needed to really give it his all. He was a beast on the field, working together so nicely with his team and it was always fun to watch how he just seemed to know exactly what one of his teammates needed. 

You watched him win, taking over the field in sweet victory as he ran up to the stands. “You did it!!!” Your voice made him smile up at you proudly, “I couldn’t have won without your constant encouragement!” You smiled, leaning over the railing, “come get your prize.” A look of confusion crossed his features but you only laughed, taking his sweaty face in your hands as you kissed him. He seemed to relax into you, kissing you back happily and whining when you pulled away. “Wait… I deserve more.” Yeah. Of course he did. And if you could, you would spend hours just standing here kissing him, because he’s absolutely right, he deserves all of it. “Yes. But go change out of your uniform and then come back so I can properly thank you~” A shimmer of something else shone in his eyes at your words, “Are you saying… I will get a double win tonight?” 

A shrug crossed your shoulders, your gaze moving upwards and the smile never faltering on your lips, “maybe. You’ll have to come back and find out.” But he didn’t have time for that. Instead, he lifted you over the railing and threw you over his shoulder. “Nonsense. It’s bad luck to keep the winner waiting, didn’t you know?” 

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #beelzebub avatar of gluttony #om beelzebub #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub obey me #shall we date beelzebub #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub x mc

[leviathans-normie]

Hi! I hope you're fine today! Can I request some fluff? I usually do this with my friends at random times, and I wondered, how would the brothers react to MC taking his face in their hands and saying, "you're beautiful, amazing, wonderful and I love you"? (idk if you do Simeon too but only if you can, of course! Thank u so much)

Yo! I hope you're having a great day too! Low-key, that's such a nice thing to do w/your friends :') I really didn't know how to title it though 😅

Also I'm taking requests for all the boys, so don't shy out!

THE BOYS' REACTION TO BEING CALLED AMAZING AT RANDOM

LUCIFER

→Lucifer was assigning MC some work for the exchange programme. You know, just a usual Tuesday at the Devildom.

→MC was sitting at the other side of Lucifer's desk, pretending to be listening to him.

→They would rather be doing something else, but it was important, or so Lucifer said.

→He was unsurprisingly passionate about that project, his eyes gleaming as he went into more details and giving MC ideas.

→That moment, MC decided to cup his face with their hands and stroke Lucifer's cheek.

→Lucifer.exe has stopped working.

→Before he could even collect himself, MC said, "You know, Lucifer, you're really great and amazing and God, I love you."

→Lucifer was shocked the first few seconds. Blinking his eyes in confusion, he let out a hearty chuckle.

→"Thank you, MC." A genuine smile crept on his lips. "You are amazing, too."

→Oh, wow. They didn't expect this to come right back at 'em.

→They hadn't even managed to collect their thoughts when Lucifer said, "And as much as I love this, you still need to know about the project."

→But, after some begging and pouting from MC, Lucifer put the papers aside and sat near MC, half-pulling her into his embrace.

→The project could wait for a bit.

MAMMON

→"MC, LISTEN TO THIS!"

→He had burst into their room as though it was his own at three in the morning just to tell them about his new money-making scheme.

→God knows why Lucifer didn't catch him being awake way past his bedtime, but that was the thing that cost MC their precious sleep.

→And as Mammon talked semi-quietly in the dark about some weird scheme, his eyes seemed to gleam as he was smiling like a goof to MC.

→They had considered kicking him out and yelling at him. Summoning Satan to push him away himself, even.

→However, they couldn't resist how cute he looked and instead, they cupped his cheeks and smiled lazily.

→"Mammon, you're amazing and just so cute and I love you, but-"

→They didn't manage to utter any other word, as Mammon jumped back in surprise and stuttered, "W-WHAT A-A-ARE YOU D-DOING, HUMAN?!"

→”Be quiet, or Lucifer might hear you...!” they whispered-yelled in response. 

→”A-Ah...Yeah...” Mammon took their hand and put them back on his cheek. “Go on... You were sayin’ how a-awesome I was, right?” 

→With a small giggle, MC stroked his cheek as they continued complimenting him. 

→Soon enough, they had fallen in each other’s arms and cuddling on the bed, whispering to each other in hopes that Lucifer wouldn’t hang them from the chandelier in the morning. 

LEVIATHAN

→MC had decided to introduce him to the human game League of Legends. 

→They would be able to play together even when they weren’t in the same room, which was amazing. Lucifer could hardly flame them for something like that. 

→Problem was that Levi was way too into the game. 

→Long story short, MC learnt words they didn’t know before. 

→There was no stopping him either. 

→’Normie’ tactics wouldn’t make him stop, not even in a million years. 

→One day, when they were hanging out as usual and Levi was playing the cursed game, MC decided to stop all that rage the poor boy had developped. 

→Mid-game, just when Levi was on the climax and was cursing more than any other player had ever in their lives, MC took his face and cupped his cheeks. 

→Henry’s father.exe has stopped working. 

→Eh?!.exe has installed.

→”Levi, you’re amazing and I love you, but I swear to God if you don’t sto-”

→”WOAHHHHH!”

→”Me?! Amazing?! M-MC, you can’t j-just say t-that when I-I’m playing!” 

→MC took their arms away, before they were snatched again and put on his face. 

→"I didn’t t-tell you to stop!” Lowering his gaze and his blushing face, he mumbled, “P-Please continue...” 

→Levi might have lost at League of Legends, but he won at cuddles. 

SATAN

→It was a cozy afternoon in Satan’s room, where both him and MC were indulged in their novels. 

→The room was completely silent, aside form the occasional flipping of the pages. 

→But MC got bored. 

→They tossed the book to the side and looked up at the ceiling and then Satan. 

→Doki doki.exe has installed. 

→He looked so peaceful as his eyes scanned the words in the thick book he was holding, MC couldn’t help but feel awe. 

→Without thinking much, they went close to him and cupped his cheeks right when he was reading. 

→No one has ever regretted a decision they’ve made faster than MC. 

→But instead of leaving an apologising when they saw the slight irritation on his face, they said, “I love you, Satan. How can you be so amazing when you’re just reading silently?” 

→If Belphie didn’t manage to kill them before, Satan would go for it. 

→But instead of bursting in a fit of anger, the blond demon closed his book. 

→Flashing a smile, he said, “Thank you, kitten.” 

→MC didn’t know how that happened, but they ended up tangling themselves with him and cuddling on his small sofa, reading their books respectfully in comfortable silence. 

→The only noise was the flipping of the pages and occasional words of affection. 

ASMODEUS

→MC and Asmo where in his room, having their usual self-care session. 

→This week, they were trying out new nail polishes and body creams. 

→Asmo was so excited when he started painting MC’s fingers, talking trash about whoever had pissed him off that day. 

→Even when he was finished, leaving MC’s nails to dry, he kept talking about how foul that demon was. 

→”And he had such a sour attitude for such a little pest. Like, honey, no, take off these crocs first and then we’ll talk-” 

→Before he could finish his statement properly, MC cupped his face, minding their nails. 

→”Asmo, how can you be so graceful when talking trash? It’s amazing.” 

→Without missing a beat, he replied. “Aw, thanks, dear!”

→”I love you so much.”

→”I love me, too.” 

→MC started pouting and whining, before he chuckled and reassured them. 

→”Just kidding~ I love you too. Now take your hands away! The nail polish might get messed up, and that’s a no-no!”

BEELZEBUB

→Beel was casually eating, shoving enormous amounts of food inside his mouth. 

→MC was chilling next to him, occasionally talking to him while they checked their D.D.D.

→Beel eating wasn’t a rare sight for anyone.

→However, they couldn’t help but feel happy seeing him being so happy eating food. 

→The way his eyes gleamed was just so wholesome. 

→Once he was done stuffing his face, they took their hands and put them on his cheeks. 

→”Oh?”

→”Beel, you’re legitimately so amazing and perfect. Ugh, I love you.”

→He smiled a wholesome smile that could melt people’s hearts. 

→”Thank you.” 

→He wrapped his large arms around MC, burrying them in a casual bear hug and spinning them around a bit. 

BELPHEGOR

→Tired boy.exe has been installed. 

→MC was sitting with Belphie on his bed, softly lying in each other’s arms. 

→Which was more like Belphie using MC as a body pillow. 

→Not that they minded. Who would? 

→MC was talking about their day as Belphegor nodded and hummed occasionally. 

→Poor boy was trying so hard not to seem rude just this once. 

→Something that didn’t go unnoticed by MC. 

→When he was this close to dozing off, they gently held his face between their palms. 

→”Thank you for listening, Belphie. You’re so amazing. That’s it. Love you.”

→A small smile grazed his lips. 

→”No problem... Now... can I sleep?”

→They nodded and wrapped their arms around his sleepy frame, before they both fell asleep wrapped up between each other’s arms. 

SIMEON

→MC was hanging out with the angel boyo at the Purgatory Hall. 

→I mean, everyone needs a break from these chaotic demons. 

→Thank God Simeon has MC’s back. 

→God bless. 

→He had made some tea for them to drink. 

→And then he talked a bit about his day at R.A.D., the new stuff he’d learnt and all sorts of things. 

→MC couldn’t help but admire the angel that was sitting in front of her. 

→He looked so graceful. 

→Setting their tea cup down, MC got up and cupped the angel’s cheeks. 

→”Simeon, you’re so beautiful, graceful and just... amazing. I love you so freaking much.”

→Simeon let out a hearty chuckle and smiled. 

→”Thank you, MC.” 

→He got up and gave them a hug. Once he sat down again, he patted the seat next to him, where MC went and sat down, leaning their head on his shoulder. 

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[goodomensblog]

Afterward - Part 10

A Good Omens Choose Your Own Adventure Fic

Here’s how it works:

I’ll write a scene.

At the end of each scene, you’ll be presented with 2-3 options for what the characters will choose to do next.

Comment or reblog to vote for your choice. I’ll count all votes after the first 24 hours after each update is posted.

Read: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9

(#1 won this round! It’s heist timeeee)

Afterward - - Part 10

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“...so, in summation, we, well - slightly bent the rules and kept the jar of Hellfire.”

“How?”

“Swapped out the real jar with a fake and,” Gabriel shrugs, “the demon didn’t notice when he brought it back. Truthfully, the poor guy seemed a little-,” he stops, awkwardly grimacing as he taps a finger against his head.

“Idiot,” Beelzebub hisses, fingers curling, piercing the couch with jagged holes.

Gabriel waves a hand, and the shredded couch knits together.

“Works out for us though,” Crowley says.

Beelzebub, slumping in exhaustion, manages a nod. Extending a sharp nail, they reach out, poking a fresh hole in the newly repaired couch.

Aziraphale, glancing down, presses a staying hand on Beelzebub’s wrist. 

“Rest,” he counsels. “Save your energy. We don’t know how long it will take Gabriel to return with the Hellfire.”

‘Me?” 

Three sets of eyes are, at once, glaring at the Archangel.

“Obviously,” Crowley says, breaking the silence.

“Hey - I already told you it was here. I could have easily kept that to myself.”

“You are literally the only one here who can get it,” Crowley replies, incredulous.

“Yeah, well, I’m not going to,” Gabriel says, crossing his arms. “You all don’t even know what’s been going on in Heaven today. Frankly, it’s a mess. In fact, I should be out there right now, you know, doing my job. People are on high alert. It’s a whole thing. Even I couldn’t just walk on in and take the Hellfire.”

“Gabriel,” Beelzebub says, forcing their weak voice loud. “I’m not - I’m not asking you for a favor. I know - I know you wouldn’t - If you do this, I’ll pay up - I’ll pay up later. You know I’m good for it,” Beelzebub hisses, forehead creasing in pain. “Anything. Just - ugh,” shivering, the demon heaves a wheezing breath and goes quiet. 

Their dark gaze turns up, dull and half-lidded, as if they already know what the Archangel’s answer will be.

Gabriel had listened, holding himself rigid, posture perfectly straight. And now that Beelzebub has silenced, Gabriel turns his head down, nostrils flaring. He shakes his head.

“I cannot-”

“You can. And you will,” Aziraphale interrupts.

Gabriel turns at the interruption, lips curling into a sneer.

Aziraphale, bracing his hands on the couch, presses up. Beelzebub watches him rise, dark eyes unreadable.

Hands fisted at his sides, Aziraphale turns. Standing straight, he looks at Gabriel, head tilted to meet his eyes. 

“You’ll retrieve the Hellfire. Because Beelzebub is dying. And it is within your power to save them. And because,” and when Aziraphale pauses, drawing a breath, his wings flicker in and out of existence on this plane - and they don’t look quite right - but they’re gone before Crowley can see more than a glance.

“It is the right thing to do,” Aziraphale finishes, head held high.

“You don’t get to decide what is right-”

“I just did,” Aziraphale snaps. His fists are trembling.

Crowley, circling around Gabriel, curls his fingers, knuckles cracking as nails shift to claws. “I’d listen to the angel, Archangel.”

“Fighting will draw attention. Thought you wanted to avoid that, seeing as you are a traitor,” Gabriel says, shifting to keep both angel and demon within sight.

“Oh, I would prefer it, yes. However, I’m starting to think Heaven might be otherwise occupied today. What did you call it? A mess?” Aziraphale asks, stepping into a stance Crowley recognizes. Last time he’d stood like this, he was holding a flaming sword. “So I’m wondering if they’d notice a power surge at all. Especially from the residence of an Archangel.”

Shivers climb Crowley’s spine, because this is a side of Aziraphale he doesn’t get to see very often. Smiling, sharp as a knife, Crowley prowls, matching Aziraphale’s stance.

“Just say the word, Aziraphale,” Crowley calls, gleeful. 

He does usually prefer more creative methods to outright violence. But for Gabriel, who sent Aziraphale to burn with a cold, guiltless smile, Crowley is happy to make an exception. 

“I don’t want to drag you into this, Crowley,” Aziraphale says, eyes on Gabriel as he circumvents the coffee table.

“Please angel, you’d have to drag me out of it.” 

Crowley is moving opposite Aziraphale, keeping the Archangel perfectly between them. 

Gabriel spins, trying to face both of them at once.

“You have a choice to make, Gabriel,” Aziraphale calls.

“I can take you. Both of you,” Gabriel replies, the nervous edge in his voice undercutting his bold words.

“Maybe,” Aziraphale says - as Crowley calls out:

“Can you though?”

Violet eyes flick back and forth between them - and then to Beelzebub, pale and sunken on the couch.

Crowley is almost disappointed to see the fight go out of him. 

Tension bleeding from his rigid spine, Gabriel shrinks back. Letting out a string of sharp, ancient curses, Gabriel drags a hand down his face.

“Fine,” he says, vitriolic. “But I am not touching that damned jar. Someone will have to risk coming with me.” 

Cold eyes look to Crowley.

“Fine by me.”

Aziraphale, gaping, scurries between them. “No - no. Not fine.” Eyes wide, Aziraphale turns on Crowley. “You are not going out there. Not with him.”

“I can probably disguise myself well enough for a quick trip to the - er, wherever. Like Lil’ Gabbie said-”

“That is not my name.”

“Like Gabbers said, Heaven’s preoccupied today,” Crowley shrugs - and it has not escaped his notice that Gabriel has yet to reveal what precisely has Heaven so worked up. 

“They won’t notice me if I take steps to conceal myself. Besides,” and here Crowley pauses, lowering his voice. “Best someone keeps an eye on our favorite Archangel anyway. Ensure he doesn’t make any extra stops along the way.”

“I’m right here. I can hear literally everything you’re saying.”

Crowley, casually flicking his middle finger over Aziraphale’s shoulder, continues.

“Really angel. I’ll be fine. More than fine once I get my hands on the Hellfire.”

Behind Aziraphale, Gabriel shifts, his already rigid posture stiffening.

“Yeah, stop that. I’m not going to waste it on your sorry ass, Archangel.”

“Try it and I’d smite you where you stood.”

And then Aziraphale is turning, and the air is vibrating around them. 

“Touch him and I swear to God that I will end you, Gabriel,” Aziraphale says, the terrible timbre of truth resounding with a buzzing pressure, laying weight to his every word.

Crowley’s skin is prickling - in reaction to both the gathering power and Aziraphale’s words; heart in his throat, he reaches out, placing a staying hand on Aziraphale’s arm.

Electricity sparks between them. It is red - no blue, no, it’s black and white and silver and gold and -

Angel and demon start, pulling apart. 

The electricity fizzles out, curling and twisting into nothing, like smoke from a doused flame.

Crowley glances up, meeting Aziraphale’s startled gaze.

“What…?” 

“I don’t know,” Aziraphale answers, pale and hushed.

Behind them, Gabriel heaves a deep, exhausted sigh. 

“You two had to go fuck up something else, didn’t you?”

“We didn’t-” Aziraphale starts, bristling - then halts, glancing down at his wrist.

Crowley turns his own wrist over, inspecting the cut that is, by now, nearly healed.

“Huh.”

“Yeah huh. Look, I’ll deal with whatever fuckery you two managed to create later. You want the Hellfire or not?” Gabriel glances, as if on impulse, back at the couch. 

Beelzebub’s eyes have drifted closed.

“Crowley,” Aziraphale says, turning.

“I’ll be back before you know it, angel. Promise,” Crowley says, and believes it - because lying to his angel about something like this would be unforgivable. 

As if he can feel the truth, resonant, in Crowley’s words, Aziraphale stops. Lips pressing together, he looks Crowley up and down. Brows curving, concerned skin wrinkling between them, he says, chin quivering, “Crowley, I-”

“Are we going or not? Come on.”

Crowley reaches out, brushing his knuckles over the back of Aziraphale’s hand. There are no sparks, but Aziraphale, nonetheless, shivers beneath the touch.

“Don’t open the door for anyone, angel,” Crowley says, and with a snap, shifts his body. 

The Archangel Michael stands, slouching, in the center of the room. Pursing golden lips, Crowley removes his dark glasses.

“Seriously,” Gabriel says, flat and exhausted, “What happens if we run into the real one?”

Hands on his hips, Crowley shrugs, arching one of Michael’s manicured brows. 

“I am the real one. I’m walking around with the Archangel fucking Gabriel. The other one’s clearly the impostor.”

Eyes rolling to the ceiling, Gabriel heaves a deep breath. “Fine. Let’s just -”

Beelzebub, reaching out, grabs hold of Gabriel’s pants.

“Ten minutes,” Beelzebub says, voice quieter than a whisper. “Think I can last...ten more minutes. Understand....asshole?”

Gabriel’s expression is impossible to read. Lips pressing together in a hard, flat line, he drags his leg loose of Beelzebub’s grasp.

“Hey,” Gabriel calls with a sharp look toward Crowley and Aziraphale. “Is this happening, or not?”

Crowley, flicking his fingers in a mocking salute, gives Aziraphale one last lingering look. 

“Be back soon, angel.”

“I believe you,” Aziraphale says. Eyes wide, and hands wringing in front of him, he watches as Crowley step up to the door. 

“Gabriel,” Aziraphale calls as the door swings open. “What I said earlier - I meant it. Don’t lay a hand on him.”

Gabriel, casting a withering glance back into the apartment, slams the door.

Tapping a heel against gleaming marble floor, Crowley turns a long look at the arching halls.

Heaven.

“Try not to sully it with your sin,” Gabriel says, and sets off at a brisk pace down the hall.

Crowley, sneering at the back of his head, flips him off with Michael’s manicured hand, and strides purposefully after.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

After six thousand years, Crowley again walks Heaven’s halls….

A fun one this time! Choose how much energy Crowley will devote to “getting along” with Gabriel on their Hellfire acquisition mission:

0% energy - Crowley will be 100% bastard. Because Gabriel is the actual worst and he deserves it.

50% energy - Crowley will be reasonably civil - unless Gabriel is really asking for it. They do have limited time, but Crowley isn’t about to let Gabriel walk all over him.

100% energy - Crowley promised Aziraphale that he would return unscathed. If he has to play nice with Gabriel to ensure his safe return, he will.

Comment or reblog to vote :) (ALSO thank you all so much for voting and participating in this! I just absolutely love reading your thoughts behind why you are voting for any given option.)

Read Part 11 Here

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[dailybiblelessons]

Wednesday: Reflection on the Tenth Sunday in Ordinary Time

Revised Common Lectionary Proper 5 Roman Catholic Proper 10

Complementary Hebrew Scripture from the Latter Prophets: Isaiah 26:16-27:1

O Lord, in distress they sought you,  they poured out a prayer when your chastening was on them. Like a woman with child,  who writhes and cries out in her pangs when she is near her time, so were we because of you, O Lord;  we were with child, we writhed, but we gave birth only to wind. We have won no victories on earth,  and no one is born to inhabit the world. Your dead shall live, their corpses shall rise.  O dwellers in the dust, awake and sing for joy! For your dew is a radiant dew,  and the earth will give birth to those long dead.¹

Come, my people, enter your chambers,  and shut your doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while  until the wrath is past. For the Lord comes out from his place  to punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity; the earth will disclose the blood shed on it,  and will no longer cover its slain.

On that day the Lord with his cruel and great and strong sword will punish Leviathan the fleeing serpent, Leviathan the twisting serpent, and he will kill the dragon that is in the sea.

¹Jesus speaks of the dead being raised in Matthew 11:5 and Luke 7:22

Semi-continuous Hebrew Scripture from the Former Prophets: 1 Samuel 9:1-14

There was a man of Benjamin whose name was Kish son of Abiel son of Zeror son of Becorath son of Aphiah, a Benjaminite, a man of wealth. He had a son whose name was Saul, a handsome young man. There was not a man among the people of Israel more handsome than he; he stood head and shoulders above everyone else.

Now the donkeys of Kish, Saul's father, had strayed. So Kish said to his son Saul, “Take one of the boys with you; go and look for the donkeys.” He passed through the hill country of Ephraim and passed through the land of Shalishah, but they did not find them. And they passed through the land of Shaalim, but they were not there. Then he passed through the land of Benjamin, but they did not find them.

When they came to the land of Zuph, Saul said to the boy who was with him, “Let us turn back, or my father will stop worrying about the donkeys and worry about us.” But he said to him, “There is a man of God in this town; he is a man held in honor. Whatever he says always comes true. Let us go there now; perhaps he will tell us about the journey on which we have set out.” Then Saul replied to the boy, “But if we go, what can we bring the man? For the bread in our sacks is gone, and there is no present to bring to the man of God. What have we?” The boy answered Saul again, “Here, I have with me a quarter shekel of silver; I will give it to the man of God, to tell us our way.” (Formerly in Israel, anyone who went to inquire of God would say, “Come, let us go to the seer”; for the one who is now called a prophet was formerly called a seer.) Saul said to the boy, “Good; come, let us go.” So they went to the town where the man of God was.

As they went up the hill to the town, they met some girls coming out to draw water, and said to them, “Is the seer here?” They answered, “Yes, there he is just ahead of you. Hurry; he has come just now to the town, because the people have a sacrifice today at the shrine. As soon as you enter the town, you will find him, before he goes up to the shrine to eat. For the people will not eat until he comes, since he must bless the sacrifice; afterward those eat who are invited. Now go up, for you will meet him immediately.” So they went up to the town. As they were entering the town, they saw Samuel coming out toward them on his way up to the shrine.

Complementary Psalm 74

O God, why do you cast us off forever?  Why does your anger smoke  against the sheep of your pasture? Remember your congregation, which you acquired long ago,  which you redeemed to be the tribe of your heritage. Remember Mount Zion, where you came to dwell. Direct your steps to the perpetual ruins;  the enemy has destroyed everything in the sanctuary.

Your foes have roared within your holy place;  they set up their emblems there. At the upper entrance they hacked  the wooden trellis with axes. And then, with hatchets and hammers,  they smashed all its carved work. They set your sanctuary on fire;  they desecrated the dwelling place of your name,  bringing it to the ground. They said to themselves, “We will utterly subdue them”;  they burned all the meeting places of God in the land.

We do not see our emblems;  there is no longer any prophet,  and there is no one among us who knows how long. How long, O God, is the foe to scoff?  Is the enemy to revile your name forever? Why do you hold back your hand;  why do you keep your hand in your bosom?

Yet God my King is from of old  working salvation in the earth. You divided the sea by your might;  you broke the heads of the dragons in the waters. You crushed the heads of Leviathan;  you gave him as food for the creatures of the wilderness. You cut openings for springs and torrents;  you dried up ever-flowing streams. Yours is the day, yours also the night;  you established the luminaries and the sun. You have fixed all the bounds of the earth;  you made summer and winter.

Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs,  and an impious people reviles your name. Do not deliver the soul of your dove to the wild animals;  do not forget the life of your poor forever.

Have regard for your covenant,  for the dark places of the land  are full of the haunts of violence. Do not let the downtrodden be put to shame;  let the poor and needy praise your name. Rise up, O God, plead your cause;  remember how the impious scoff at you all day long. Do not forget the clamor of your foes,  the uproar of your adversaries that goes up continually.

Semi-continuous Psalm 108

My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make melody. Awake, my soul! Awake, O harp and lyre!  I will awake the dawn. I will give thanks to you, O Lord, among the peoples,  and I will sing praises to you among the nations. For your steadfast love is higher than the heavens,  and your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens,  and let your glory be over all the earth. Give victory with your right hand, and answer me,  so that those whom you love may be rescued.

God has promised in his sanctuary:  “With exultation I will divide up Shechem,  and portion out the Vale of Succoth. Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine;  Ephraim is my helmet;  Judah is my scepter. Moab is my washbasin;  on Edom I hurl my shoe;  over Philistia I shout in triumph.”

Who will bring me to the fortified city?  Who will lead me to Edom? Have you not rejected us, O God?  You do not go out, O God, with our armies. O grant us help against the foe,  for human help is worthless. With God we shall do valiantly;  it is he who will tread down our foes.

New Testament Gospel Lesson: Luke 11:14-28

Now he was casting out a demon that was mute; when the demon had gone out, the one who had been mute spoke, and the crowds were amazed. But some of them said, “He casts out demons by Beelzebul, the ruler of the demons.” Others, to test him, kept demanding from him a sign from heaven. But he knew what they were thinking and said to them, “Every kingdom divided against itself becomes a desert, and house falls on house. If Satan also is divided against himself, how will his kingdom stand?—for you say that I cast out the demons by Beelzebul. Now if I cast out the demons by Beelzebul, by whom do your exorcists cast them out? Therefore they will be your judges. But if it is by the finger of God that I cast out the demons, then the kingdom of God has come to you. When a strong man, fully armed, guards his castle, his property is safe. But when one stronger than he attacks him and overpowers him, he takes away his armor in which he trusted and divides his plunder. Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters.¹

“When the unclean spirit has gone out of a person, it wanders through waterless regions looking for a resting place, but not finding any, it says, ‘I will return to my house from which I came.’ When it comes, it finds it swept and put in order. Then it goes and brings seven other spirits more evil than itself, and they enter and live there; and the last state of that person is worse than the first.”²

While he was saying this, a woman in the crowd raised her voice and said to him, “Blessed is the womb that bore you and the breasts that nursed you!” But he said, “Blessed rather are those who hear the word of God and obey it!”

¹There are parallel passages at Matthew 12:22-30 and Mark 3:20-27. ²There is parallel passage at Matthew 12:43-45.

Year B Ordinary 10, RCL Proper 5, Catholic Proper 10 Wednesday

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