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ikeromantic · 9 months

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The Devil's Own

This is a commission piece following the OC Jennifer and Lucifer. In this story, Jenn and Luci argue and Jenn leaves. Realizing he might actually lose her, Lucifer goes after her. Approx. 3K words, fluff and angst.

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“Don’t be ridiculous.” Lucifer’s voice was cold and sharp. He glared at her with anger that could only be provoked by someone he loved. The icy sweep of wrath, bound up in his pride, was impervious to the hate-stare she threw back at him.

Jenn’s hands were clenched into fists at her sides. “I am not being anything. I told you, I want to be able to go back and forth between this realm and the mortal one whenever I like. I don’t have to tell you why.”

Lucifer scoffed. “You don’t understand what you’re even asking for.”

“I know exactly what I asked for and I don’t need you to lecture me about it. Now. Make it so I can pass through the boundaries between realms or - or I’ll get Solomon to show me how to do it without your permission!”

“No.” Lucifer crossed his arms. “You mortals always think you know everything after a mere handful of decades. Solomon has centuries and he is still a fool. His methods only work for him because he has permission - not in spite of it. So it won’t work for you regardless. Your threat is as meaningless and pointless as your request. Now get out of my sight.”

She looked as if she might argue further. Her face was hard and blank of any emotion besides fury. After a long, tense moment, she turned on her heel and stalked out without another word.

Lucifer pretended to ignore her as she left, already staring down at a random form on his desk. It was one he’d already handled, but it served the purpose. Jenn would feel she wasn’t the most important thing in the room. And when she calmed down, she would come back and apologize for making a scene.

He couldn’t understand her sudden desire to be able to travel back to the mortal realm whenever she liked. It wasn’t so simple a magic, either. There were risks inherent to opening gates. The very real possibility demons could escape using your gate, for one. Lucifer could just imagine Jenn popping into the mortal world with a demoniac flesh-eater on her heels, freed from Diavolo’s laws and hungering for human.

Besides, she could visit her world anytime she wanted just by asking him to take her there. The whole argument was foolish and she would realize it soon enough. Lucifer went back to his work and did his best not to think about Jenn.

Everytime his DDD went off, he looked at it expectantly, only to see Simeon or Mammon or Barbatos as the sender. He told himself he wasn’t disappointed. It was just taking time for Jenn to cool off. When he finally wrapped up his paperwork and headed home, Lucifer expected to find Jenn in the House of Lamentation, avoiding him by hanging out with his brothers.

He checked Beel’s room first, but it was just the twins there arguing over what show to watch. Levi was so immersed in a game that he didn’t even notice Lucifer poke his head into his room. Satan was in the library, alone, head buried in a book. Asmodeus was the first to even notice Lucifer’s search.

“I haven’t seen Jenn all day,” Asmo sighed. “She was supposed to help me pick a new perfume but all I got was this text.” He held up his DDD.

Can’t make it today. Sorry. Get something sweet!

Lucifer read it twice. “That’s it? And you didn’t get anything else?” He scrolled down through several messages from Asmo to Jenn, as he tried to guilt her into coming with him anyway.

Asmodeus shook his head. “Can you believe she just abandoned me in my time of need? There are 1,364 sweet scent selections and I had to go through all of them alone!”

“How difficult for you.” Lucifer gave his brother a look. The effort Asmo put into being beautiful could be put to better use, he thought. And it wasn’t as if Asmodeus wouldn’t be just as seductive without all of the accoutrement. It was his nature, the essence of his devilishness.

The Avatar of Lust chose to ignore the dry sarcasm of the statement. “It really was! But look what I got. It’s a-”

“Show me later.” He left Asmo’s room before he could be inundated with perfumes. The last place to check was Mammon’s room. It was an unholy mess in there. Clothes on the floor, bed unmade, and a pile of unopened Akuzon boxes piled in a corner. The Avatar of Greed was nowhere to be seen, and there was no sign of Jenn.

He texted Mammon to ask where he was, and his brother shot back promptly. Nunya. Lucifer sent an emoji in reply, trusting the stern look of it to communicate what would happen if Mammon didn’t answer properly.

It took only a moment for a second answer to pop up, a picture of Mammon working at Hell’s Kitchen, wearing an apron, with a little notepad in hand. Is Jenn there, Lucifer wrote back.

Nope. Why? The response came with a puzzled emoji.

Lucifer didn’t bother responding. Instead, he sent messages to Barbatos and Simeon with the same question. Was Jenn there? Had anyone seen her today?

***

Jenn was furious. Her anger came in waves of pure, white hot visciousness. She couldn’t even say exactly why she was so pissed. Or at least, she could but only with a lot of words and most of them weren’t appropriate for polite company. Thankfully, Solomon didn’t count as polite company.

“He doesn’t trust me. That’s it. After everything! I can’t believe that egotistic bag of d-”

Solomon held up a hand, intervening before she could get going on another rant. “Jenn. I understand. It’s frustrating to be dismissed, overlooked by someone you have such strong feelings for.” He smiled at her gently.

She wasn’t ready to be understood just yet though. “You have permission to come and go as you please! Why? Just because you’re older?”

“That’s part of it, sure. But I’m not that old, really. And it wasn’t Lucifer that gave me permission. It was Diavolo, some years ago.”

“I could ask him. And when he says yes, Lucifer can just suck it! That bastard. I should-”

Solomon interrupted again. “I don’t think Diavolo would say yes either. Travel between realms is tricky. And while you are a strong enough magician now to do it, it’s safer to rely on -”

Jenn’s glare cut him off. “So what? You don’t trust me either?” She gave a frustrated growl, “I don’t care what you think about it. I need to be able to go back and forth. If I’m going to live here, if I’m going to - look, it doesn’t matter. The point is, I need to know I can go to the mortal realm if and when I want to.”

The magician sighed. “I don’t know why this is suddenly so important to you. But because I care about you - and I trust you - I’m going to tell you how to get through without permission. The consequences. The work involved. And I will let you make up your own mind on whether or not to use the information.”

She took a slow, trembling breath, all the anger leaking out of her at once. “Thanks,” she said quietly. Jenn knew she was giving her fears too much say in her actions, but she needed to know that she could leave. It meant more now than ever.

Solomon took her hand and opened it palm up atop the table between them. His fingertips traced arcane designs over her skin as he spoke. “It’s much easier to give you the information this way. A simple joining . . .”

***

Lucifer had no answers. There was no sign of Jennifer and no one seemed to know where she’d gone when she left his office. Diavolo promised every effort was being expended to find her. Barbatos said little, but promised he would do what he could to ensure she was returned to them safe and sound. Those promises weren’t enough.

What if Jenn had found a way to leave the Devildom?

That thought haunted him. She could be gone entirely already. And it would be his fault. Things had been . . . rough lately. Arguments over every little thing. Jenn flying into a rage or turning into a ball of tears at the slightest provocation. If Lucifer was honest with himself, he wasn’t exactly a comforting figure when it happened either. He’d been exasperated, annoyed, or just too busy to deal with her emotions.

He felt a grim weight settle on his heart. Lucifer inhaled sharply, as if the emotional toll of his guilt and worry were a physical thing. He could not give in to it. At least, not until he found Jenn and made sure she was alright. That they were alright. His heart clenched tight in his chest.

The streets of the Devildom were busy at most times. This night was no different. Demons of all kinds roamed the darkness with the usual ill intent. Most avoided Lucifer, giving him a wide berth, especially if they noted his expression. For his part, the Avatar of Pride ignored them all. He had one target in mind, and as he walked, he attuned himself to the hunt.

There were only so many places a mortal could safely travel without an escort. Even a person like Jenn. All he needed to do was focus on the locations she was likely to go to. He immediately eliminated the usual hangouts like The Fall and Madam Screams. Jenn was upset. She would look for comfort and quiet.

Lucifer let his outer eyes close and let his inner vision lead him. His heart felt the pull of her presence, a connection born as much from love as from the demonic pact they shared. He let it guide him through the city until he found himself outside the doors of the planetarium. The place was closed this time of night, but that meant nothing to him. The door opened at a touch, and in he went.

He walked past the educational exhibits, the ticket booth, and the offices. There was only one place Jenn would be if she was here. Lucifer’s hand trembled as he touched the door to the observatory dome. He wasn’t a creature that feared confrontation. He’d rebelled against Heaven and made a pact with the Prince of Hell. He faced down Micheal and all the divine host. But he hadn’t loved them with the passion and desire that he held for Jenn.

Losing his home and his divinity felt like a small price to pay for freedom. But losing her, the possibility of it, hurt. He feared what he might say, what she might do. Lucifer pushed the door open and stepped through.

Jenn lay on the floor, staring up at the dome. Above her, the Devildom sky moved through its nightly dance, a shifting of magical constellations and colors. Her eyes were fixed on the sight, though he knew she heard him come in. Knew it was him.

Lucifer crossed the floor, moving slowly, cautiously. He couldn’t help the way his eyes swept over her, taking in every detail. She was unharmed, though he could tell she was tense. He didn’t think she realized the effect she had on him. The way his heart lurched at the sight of her, beating hard against the walls of his chest. The desire he fought to simply pick her up and hold her whether she wanted it or no.

“Jennifer.”

She took a long, slow breath before she shifted her head to gaze at him. Her dark brown eyes were damp with tears and alight with fury. Emotion shifted in their depths, conflicting and wild. “You found me.”

Lucifer sighed. “You should have been home hours ago. Everyone is worried.”

“Of course they are.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m just a helpless little human who needs to have their hand held all the time or I might stub a toe.” Jenn let out a laugh with little humor in it. “I don’t care.”

He could tell she did, of course, but knew it would be foolish to contradict her at the moment. “There are worse things than that in the Devildom. You can’t blame -”

Jenn cut him off. “I can. I do.” She frowned and sat up, crossing her arms. “Tell me. Where is Solomon right now.”

Lucifer was thrown off by this sudden change in topic. He hid his confusion with a shrug. “Why? How should I know?”

“That’s my point. He’s mortal. Ish. Not a demon or an angel. But he’s allowed to run around and do whatever he wants. No minders. But me? I can’t do anything without you or one of your brothers chasing after me.” She pointed at him. “You don’t trust me.”

“I . . . what?” He stared at her incredulously. “I formed a pact with you. No one else. I . . .” I let you into my bed. Into my heart. “I asked you to marry me!”

Jenn shook her head. “You want a pet. I wonder if you . . . if you even really love me? Trust is part of love. And respect. I don’t have those from you.” Tears filled her eyes without dimming the fury in them.

Lucifer felt as if he’d been punched in the gut. His whole body felt suddenly frozen. His chest was so tight it felt like his ribs would crack. Words were beyond him as his throat worked to let air pass. He trusted her more than anyone, respected her. Loved her. His thoughts were frantic at the realization she didn’t feel those things from him. Justifications, recrimination, protests all sparked and died on his tongue.

She took his silence as some sort of agreement. Hot tears spilled down her cheeks, a cascade of frustration and sorrow and anger and hurt. All tangled together, an impossible knot of thorny feelings. “I think. I think I should just go. Back to the mortal world. To whatever is left of my life there. Because I - I won’t just be a . . . a thing you own.”

Lucifer felt her words like stab wounds. He could not have hurt more if she’d beaten him. He took a step toward her, hand raised.

“Stop.” The word was said with the force of her will. The bonds of their pact and her power pushed him to his knees. Jennifer turned away from him and began to cast the ritual magic to open a portal to the mortal plane.

“Jenn.” Her name, spoken like a dying man’s prayer. A cry for help. He felt a trickle of wetness from the corner of his eye. Blood or tears, either was possible.

Despite her anger, she paused in the spell and glanced over at him. There was so much in that look.

“Please.” Lucifer’s pride surged, and for a moment he clenched his jaw, unable to say more. But he forced it anyhow. He wouldn’t lose her. Not for this, not over a misunderstanding. “I am . . . this is . . . it is rare for me to feel this way for anyone. In all the millenia I have lived.” He swallowed. “Please don’t go.”

Jennifer wiped at the tears on her face. “I can’t stay. Not like this.”

He nodded. “I have not shown you the trust I have for you. Or the respect.” His throat tightened against the admission of error. “I have been remiss.” Lucifer stood slowly, hoping this time she would let him approach. “Please. Give me a chance to do better.”

She narrowed her eyes, suspicious and uncertain. “Why should I believe you? This could just be a trick. A lie.”

“Because you still love me, even under the anger and hurt I have caused.”

“Give me permission to leave the Devildom whenever I like.”

Lucifer did not hesitate this time. “Done.”

“I can go where I like, when I like. Alone. If I want to.”

Again, he nodded. “Done.” He watched her expression, hoping to see some sign she forgave him.

“Swear it by . . . by Diavolo and your brothers.” Jenn’s lips made a firm, narrow line as she waited.

“I swear by all that I hold allegiance to, by my life and my heart.” Lucifer said the words and they settled into him with the force of the pact between them. He wanted to tell her it worried him. That he trusted her but . . . and it was that ‘but’ that stopped him. He knew it negated the rest. If he was to keep her, he had to let her go her own way.

Jennifer said nothing for a long moment. Then she was in his arms, hugging him tightly, crying into his chest with great, heaving sobs.

Lucifer held her with tenderness, as if she were a fragile thing and he had only just realized how easily she might break. He smoothed her hair and stroked her back until the tears subsided. Just when he thought the worst of it was past, she punched him in the side. A short, sharp jab.

“You! How could you put me through this! All you had to do was say yes! All you had to do was not be an ass for just one conversation.” Her rant continued until she ran out of breath, the accusations coming slower as her anger ebbed.

He nodded along, letting her get it all out. She wasn’t entirely wrong - or wholly right - but these were things she needed to say to lighten her soul. Lucifer understood. He’d hurt her pride and her heart. When she fell silent again, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry.”

The words from anyone else might have sounded insincere. A paltry apology to waive the consequences of their actions. But from him, they were sincere.

Jenn squeezed him tightly, her body pressed against him as if she wanted to sink into his chest. “Just . . . don’t do it again. I can’t second guess this. Us. Especially now.” She gazed up at him, her eyes sparkling with the light of the stars in the dome above them. “If you’re with me, then you have to be with me all the way.”

“To the end of all things,” he said, his voice barely a breath.

She reached up to caress his cheek. “Good. Because . . . I need to tell you something. Part of why I . . . why I wanted to be able to come and go.”

Lucifer stroked her back, encouraging her to continue.

“I . . . we . . . are going to have a child.” Jenn’s expression was apprehensive, nervous.

“We.” Lucifer stopped, unable to say the rest. He blinked.

Jennifer waited, watching.

He felt overjoyed and terrified all at once. There was enough on his plate in chasing his brothers and handling Diavolo’s tasks. The work of a devil was never done. And Jenn - bearing a nephilim was dangerous. A difficult pregnancy. A hard birth.”Do you want to have this child,” he asked.

She nodded. “I know there are dangers. I’ve been reading. But . . . it’s ours.”

And in the end, that meant more than all the dangers combined. Lucifer lifted her up and kissed her. His lover. Soon to be his wife. The mother of his child. “I’m never letting you out of my sight.”

“Luci! You promised! Just a second ago!”

He kissed her again. “You beautiful, mad woman. I know what I promised.” Lucifer could feel the beat of her heart, as wild as his. “I love you.”

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strawberry-cowmilk · 2 years

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I've been rewatching tbbt and this idea just came to mind and I thought I'd share so an MC who's an extreme germaphobe like the paper girl from gumball kind of extreme, maybe MC has a health reasons for being such a germaphobe or it's just her? idrk

Hello! I kid you not when I'm telling you I have a germaphobe mc scenario in my drafts, (though it is a longer post than usual nowadays). I see this as the perfect opportunity to publish it! Thanks for the motivation! Enjoy!

the brothers with a mc with a fear of contamination

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

IMPORTANT: If you have germaphobia, and it is actually limiting your daily life, reach out to a professional who can help you. You do not have to feel ashamed over it and you deserve to live without constant stress! Remember you are not alone.

content warnings: angst (with some fluff), descriptions of compulsive behavior, fear of (chemical) contamination, germs and illness (toxoplasmosis is mentioned), implied intrusive thoughts, panic attacks, food aversions, crying

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Lucifer

lucifer noticed you were afraid after a visit to ristorante six

you and him went there on a romantic date, but the enjoyment quickly died for you the second you laid eyes on the table, there was a weird stain on it

your mind quickly went places: what if there's a dangerous illness in that stain? it touched that part of the table, so it might have spread to the rest too

it was hard to control the panic and tears, but lucifer could see you were in distress, and he knew what had caused it, you were staring at the stain after all

the first born took you home and cooked a nice dinner for you two himself, since you were okay with being at home

he did not bring up what had happened at the restaurant for a while, mainly because he didn't know what to do

if it really was a phobia, he knew he couldn't do much about it, it hurts him to see you suffer from your own mind

Mammon

you're okay with him touching you, in fact you enjoy the physical touchbut it's a different story every time either of you used a public restroom

you actually avoid the bathrooms at all cost, since you can't know what people have been in there before you and even though you knew the risks are minimal, you were still scared

if mammon touched you, he might pass down a disease to you, and if you touched him, he'd be in danger

you couldn't tell him, if you did, he might think you think he's gross, and that would break his heart

but mammon is no idiot, he could tell something was up with you, so you actually did end up telling him it all

his intentions are pure, but his actions overstep your boundaries, he tries to help you get over the fear by exposing you to the trigger, but you absolutely hate it, now mammon doesn't know how to help

this fear of yours always hurts those around you, you hate it

Leviathan

he noticed you rarely touch anything outside your room, and if you do, you'd run off to wash your hands

and you would be washing them for a long time too

so, levi figured out the game controllers in his room might be uncomfortable for you to touch too

that's why he bought you your very own controller, in your favorite color, so you could keep it in your room

of course, he was very flustered when giving you the gift and of course, you still desinfected the item with antibacterial wipes

but it still helped you breathe when playing games together

Satan

he noticed you showed signs of germaphobia very quickly

but, you didn't seem to be willing to talk about it whenever he tried to bring the subject up

satan was worried, so he brought you over to a cat cafè to test how bad your fear really was

you seemed to be fine with entering the cafè, which was a good sign, but touching an animal, or touching a place the animal might have been was too scary for you, despite your love for cats

why? you were afraid of toxoplasmosis, and any other disease a cat might carry

you knew catching a disease was unlikely, but you were still on your ddd looking up every symptom and incubation period

satan left the cafè with you, feeling defeated because he feels like he can't do much

Asmodeus

you always looked up every ingredient in every cosmetic you own, sometimes you'd even google what textiles in clothing were considered 'unsafe'

asmo didn't think there was a serious issue with this, maybe you were just looking out for your skin?

this was quickly proved wrong when you started having a panic attack during one of your at-home spa days

you were afraid there would be a toxic product in the face mask you were wearing, you had just put in on because you didn't want to burden asmo with reading every ingredient in it to you

he tried to reassure you by telling you he uses this product almost every day, but it didn't help much

he removed the mask and tried to calm you down, asmo's worried about your mental health now, he tries using his contacts to find a counselor for you

Beelzebub

you had aversions towards certain foods

beel thought it was just a matter of taste, so he didn't think too much of it

though he was a little worried, almost every time you'd go to a restaurant together, you ordered something simple like mashed potatoes, and you refused to eat anything else on the menu

beel always orders a ton of food, but this time he ordered a little extra to feed you

he was caught off guard when you started to cry as he was trying to encourage you to eat some mushrooms

he paid the waiters and left with you, food didn't matter right now

that's when you told him you were afraid of contracting a disease through foods you deemed 'suspicious'

beel's heart broke, he will eat the foods you are afraid of in front of you, to show you nothing bad would happen

Belphegor

he likes to cuddle until you fall asleep

sometimes, you let him do it, when you're in your room, which you can clean afterwards

but when it's in his room or the attic? not so much

belphie didn't understand why you were acting like this, but he never confronted you about it, maybe it was a touchy subject to you

he figured out himself you might be afraid of contamination eventually, and now he couldn't keep silent anymore

he told you his worries, and you told him you were right

you told him what triggered your fear, and you bet he never did anything to make you uncomfortable again

he also waits for you to initiate cuddle time, instead of himself

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glamphantasm · 10 months

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MC Monday Prompt 4:

MC accidentally drinks a truth potion. Seeing the opportunity, Asmodeus asks MC what they think about each and every one one of them.

(Part 2) (Part 1 here)

Kai sat up quickly, eyes wide with something near panic as he curled up tightly on the bed. "Asmo, no..."

The demon let out a musical giggle, shaking his head. "I'm afraid so." He held up his hand in response to a feeble protest. "Don't worry though, darling ~ everyone needs a bit of mystery to be interesting, and I would truly hate to be bored of your pretty face.", he leaned in, kissing the human's cheek.

Kai watched warily as Asmo picked up his DDD, and cringed as he heard the group chat chime. "You're trying to kill me. This is it, this is how I die.", he mumbled as he read the new message.

"Our Darling Attendant has imbibed truth serum!~ if anyone has questions, it's now or never ♡"

Multiple demons began typing immediately.

"Asmo... what the hell?", Kai's brow was furrowed, lower lip caught between his teeth.

Asmodeus smiled, shrugging. "Sorry dear. Demon, remember? ♡"

Kai wished he'd at least tried to look a little sorry about it.

Lucifer's response was the first to come through. "No questions relating to his past. Kai is entitled to some privacy. Common Room, 20 minutes. You will each get one question. If this becomes too difficult for him, it is over."

(thank you...)

Kai sat in the armchair nearest to the fireplace, clutching his now cold coffee between his hands, one leg bouncing as he stared down at the carpet between his feet.

After a bit of bickering, the brothers convened around the human, crowding around him as they all spoke over one another. The eldest remained standing, taking up position at the left side of the armchair, a hand resting lightly on the back.

Despite it all... Kai missed this. The closeness. The arguments. The safety. The familiarity made his chest clench.

"I can't answer you all at once...", the room grew quiet as Kai glanced at each brother in turn. "Does anyone want to go first?"

To everyone's surprise, Sloth spoke up immediately, his tone conveying his upset. "You always avoid me... why? You spend time with the others..."

Kai blinked, one hand rubbing the permanently discolored skin at the base of his throat reflexively. He opened his mouth to reply, his brain thankfully engaging a split second before disaster struck.

(don't say 'because you fucking murdered me and gave a damn only after you found out I was descended from your sister, you psychopath.' that hasn't happened here...)

Choosing his next words after a moment of deliberation, he tried to answer truthfully, but vaguely as possible. "You're right. I don't make time for you, and my reasons are unfair. I don't want to go into detail, but you ar-,

(careful)

y-you remind me of someone who hurt me very badly that I would rather forget.", he knew the words were cruel as they slid past his lips, but they have all heard worse. "I shouldn't do that to you, and I will try not to the future. I... I'm sorry." Kai was surprised to realize the last words were genuine.

Belphegor hugged his cow-print pillow close to his chest, nodding and moving slightly away from the group, pulling his hood up to obscure his features. Kai took a long sip of coffee, before putting the cup down with a sigh.

"Next?" Kai looked to Beel, who was frowning, deep in thought. He knew the question before it was asked, terror flooding his veins, adding to the vaguely nauseated remains of the hangover.

"Why are you always hungry, Kai?", Beelzebub's voice was quiet, unhappy as he continued. "I can feel it, you know. Even now. You never eat very much, and you just push food around after a few bites. You lie whenever I ask.", there was sadness deep in those violet eyes as the gentle giant of a demon gazed at their Attendant, unblinking.

(don't you dare tell him he wants to take me from you they all do i've always kept you safe don't you dare give me away you stupid...)

Opening his mouth to reply, Kai found the usual deflections dying on his lips as he tried to speak. Without his shields, he suddenly felt very small, and drew his legs up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them.

"Beel...", Kai paused, trying to explain without using The Words., "I have kind of the opposite thing as you do. A lot of food here is extremely different from what I'm used to in the human world, and I just... don't know how to deal with it. I've never been a good eater, even as a kid. Picky, fussy, all of that.", he stopped speaking, hoping that answer would be good enough, despite the muffled laugh of disbelief he heard from one of the brothers. Kai dropped his gaze as he rested his chin on his knees.

Asmo spoke up quickly, cutting off any followup questions.

(bless them)

"I'll wait til the end. I have a bunch of questions, and I'm not wasting my one shot if someone has the same ideas~"

(curse them)

Satan spoke next, drumming acid green lacquered nails on the cover of the book he had been reading. "Why are you here? Not here, here, but in the Devildom? What is Solomon playing at? What are his intentions?"

Kai relaxed the slightest bit, safe for once in his lack of knowledge. "If I knew Solomon's intentions, it would be the first time ever.", he twisted the Ring of Light on his right hand as he thought. "I'm... I'm his apprentice. He saw potential in me, and took it upon himself to train me. His thoughts are his own, and not shared. He only said there was something like a 'destabilization' in the Realms, and I was to go with him as he investigated. Beyond that, your guess is as good as mine. He told me the cover to adopt, and I did." Kai shrugged, the next words slipping out before he could stop them. "I don't particularly trust him, but he is the teacher I have, and a very knowledgeable one, so I'm stuck."

Satan looked less than pleased with the response as Asmodeus nodded sympathetically, humming an affirmation. "That does sound like Solomon. He never tells you anything he thinks you don't need to know."

"He never thinks anyone needs to know anything.", Kai replied wryly.

There was a silence that stretched several beats longer than was comfortable, while the words hung in the air, the only sound the soft rasp of Asmo buffing his nails. Kai ached to ask more about the pact, but held his tongue, unsure of what details were public knowledge.

Leviathan squirmed on the far couch as the silence stretched, face growing redder. He looked up from the handheld console he had seemed absorbed in. "This is stupid and you don't have to tell me but who's waiting for you in the human realm and when do they expect you back?", the words tumbled over each other, blending into a single stream of sound that took a moment for Kai's mind to separate. "You don't have to answer I don't care whatever." Envy stared down at the screen he held as though he could bore holes through it.

The human shook his head. "Nobody. Anyone who would have wondered would have stopped caring a while ago. Friends probably think I ghosted, or died.", his tone grew bitter as he continued. "I don't know if any blood relatives are alive, and I wouldn't see them if they were. I didn't see them much past I think I was 11, maybe 12...but fuck 'em, their loss; barely saw them before that anyways. "

Lucifer cleared his throat quietly. "You are not required to reveal your past if you do not wish to." - a reminder and warning both.

Kai nodded, again staring down into cold coffee.

Mammon tossed a couch pillow up, catching it as he spoke. "So, if ya win the lottery, yer gonna share, right?", he grinned, shaking his head before Kai could answer. "Nah. I dunno. I don't have anything serious to ask ya. You're a good Attendant. But... oh! Okay! If everythin' was gonna end next week, what would you change?", the gleam in his eye was teasing, the question an easy one as to not waste his turn.

Kai sat quietly for a moment, looking at Mammon, smile tinged with something haunted. "I'd move in here and never leave again. That's all."

Greed laughed as he tried to figure out if it was an odd joke, and then fell silent, nodding.

Lucifer dropped his hand to Kai's shoulder in a brief touch. "We spoke at some length yesterday, and you were brutally honest with me. I have no question deserving an audience."

Kai relaxed visibly, casting a grateful glance to the demon standing above him. He reached to touch the gloved hand, before aborting the motion, rolling his coffee between his palms.

A loud sigh interrupted the curious murmurs, and the demon behind it all stood, hand on his hip as he swept his gaze across those assembled. "You are all so boring!", Asmodeus snarked, throwing the nail buffer he had been occupying himself with at Mammon. They turned to Kai, voice dropping to a sotto purr, "Now darling... tell me what you think of each of us~ in detail! ♡. Do Lucifer first, age before beauty!"

Kai removed his glasses, rubbing his face hard enough to see stars as an amused moment of chatter swept the room, mingled with a scoff from the far couch.

Holding up one hand in a defeated wave, Kai drew a deep breath.

(time to try the easy way out)

"I-I care about all of you more than our short time together would generally merit. I know that I've been in this position for less than a month, but you have all become the closest thing I have ever known to a family."

A theatrical hiss destroyed any hopes he had of that being enough. "That's not what I asked! ��" chirped Asmodeus.

The human's patience nearly snapped after everything the last 36 hours had thrown at him. "Fine.", Kai stood up, turning to face each brother as he addressed them.

"Lucifer, there is nothing I wish I could say to you right now that you would want said in front of the others. I respect you deeply, and you are extremely important to me."

Not allowing time for a reply, Kai went down the line.

"Mammon, I love who you are, but stop thinking you can lie to me. You are anything but stupid, but you're a terrible liar, and your tells are more obvious than the castle on the horizon.

Levi, let's hang out sometime. I'm not great with games, but I'm a fucking awesome Player Two and I have a really high tolerance for anime tropes. Ball's in your court, Admiral.

Satan, I realize you are still figuring out how to be your own demon, but try to take off your blinders. Your brothers all adore you whether they admit it or not. You are devastatingly intelligent, and kinder than you ever want to admit to.

Asmodeus, I am so. fucking. angry. at you right now for putting me on the spot like this. Again, I understand you are who you are, and I love you for it, you're beautiful, and fun, and more complicated than you even realize. I see you.

Beelzebub, you care so much still, and you are softer than anyone outside of this house would ever guess. I understand making hard decisions with nothing but regret no matter what, and I know how much they hurt. You are the size you are, because nothing smaller could protect your heart. Never let that change.

Belphegor, Belphie... as I said before, I've not given you a fair chance due to my own biases. I have enjoyed watching the stars with you, and have a great time during movie nights with you and Beel. I'll do better in the future.

I love you all."

Kai turned again, facing each demon's shocked expression for a moment, eyes shining with unshed tears. When he spoke again, his throat was tight. "That's everyone then? I hope this episode of Put the Human On The Spot was entertaining. There will not be an encore."

With that, Kai turned, leaving the common room, feet taking him the 83 steps to his room.

(what used to be your room)

Kai stood motionless, hearing the hushed muttering from those left behind, and slid down the wall opposite, covering his face with his hands to muffle the silent scream he could feel building in his chest.

(there is no home)

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absolutepokemontrash · 3 years

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Hi! So, I absolutely love your series where the MC is the kid of Lucifer, and I was wondering if I could request that with Diavolo and Barbatos? •v•

:0 you definitely can! Right now I’m just doing Diavolo, but Barb’s will be up sometime soon!

MC is Half Demon and Oh Shit They’re Diavolo’s Kid-

Diavolo wasn’t exactly what one would expect of the prince of Hell, I mean, he was suppressing the urge to bounce in his seat from pure excitement. I mean, his exchange program was starting! Humans, demons, and angels, all together, his dream was coming true.

All that was left was for the student to arrive, the portal opened, and the human fell flat on their back. Oof, maybe Diavolo should have set up some kind of landing zone filled with pillows. No matter! The human was-

…

What peculiar eyes this human had…

Oh… oh dear…

Dad-volo

The MC was his child, no question about it. This was… very unexpected. Well, the entire assembly hall was completely quiet, and the kid looked like they were getting impatient.

“HEY! Mind telling me what the hell is going on?!”

After that, Diavolo launches into his explanation, also the explanation that he’s definitely this kid’s dad. Kid was not impressed, they tried to square up with Diavolo and Lucifer had never been more confused as to what to do.

Well, the moment MC sprouted wings and launched themselves at Diavolo, Dia caught them with one hand and continued speaking like nothing happened.

MC, please calm down… Diavolo didn’t know they existed, let him make it up to them! They’re going to stay at the Demon Lord’s Castle! Dia’s going to be a good dad!

“This feels like the plot to the world’s most messed up fairytale.” MC jammed their hands into their pockets and grumbled. “I get sucked into hell and find out I’m royalty there. Great.”

Diavolo managed to smile and awkwardly reach out to give them a pat on the head, then retracted his hand after the kid shot him a glare. “Well, it’s not a very traditional fairytale, but I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time here.”

“Mm, sure.” MC mumbled.

Okay, so his child wasn’t that enthusiastic about the exchange program, but Diavolo was sure they’d come around.

Dia tried everything he could possibly think of to get his kid to both like him and enjoy their time as an exchange student. A lot of things had… mixed results.

Also, legally recognizing MC as his child and legitimizing them caused a big stink amongst the nobles who were opposed to the exchange program to begin with. So MC then had to deal with a few assassins. Wonderful. Fantastic. Show stopping. Dia, be a good dad and comfort your angsty murder target- I MEAN preteen.

They do manage to build a good relationship fairly quickly despite their less than stellar first impressions, and Diavolo made them a promise that he knew he wouldn’t ever break: he would let them live as normal a childhood as possible.

This means that MC gets to do all the normal kid stuff that Diavolo wasn’t allowed to do. It honestly works out great for everyone. MC gets to live their life, Diavolo gets the satisfaction of knowing that his kid’s having fun, and Barbatos doesn’t need to worry about MC causing chaos in the castle.

Man… does this kid’s magic potential scare the shit out of everyone though…

Tired Uncle Lucifer

No. This has to be a violation of his worker rights. It cannot be legal for him to be this stressed.

He knew this exchange program was a bad idea. LUCIFER FUCKING KNEW IT. This kid was judging him. Why did he suddenly feel self conscious about every single one of his features? This child was picking him apart and they hadn’t even said anything!

He confiscated Asmo’s phone immediately, this was a matter of national security! Satan’s too! Beel as- oh shit Lucifer may have to give Beel the heimlich maneuver, then take his phone.

When all the brothers eventually got back to the HOL, they were greeted with Mammon getting shaken down by Levi.

“Lucifer! Ya won’t believe this! Levi- what’s wrong with you?” “The exchange student is Diavolo’s child.” “What..?” “*pops the cork off a bottle of Demonus* the exchange student’s Diavolo’s child.”

The worst part about this kid was that they took to the privileges of being royalty like a fish to water. MC went out and did whatever the fuck they wanted, and Lucifer needed to make sure a state of national emergency wasn’t called just because MC picked a fight at RAD.

It didn’t help that MC was just so unimpressed with Lucifer. Anytime Lucifer would tell them not to do something they would just raise their eyebrows and challenge his authority without saying a word.

What the fuck.jpg

The things he does for his prince boyfriend…

Cool Uncle Mammon

Huh, so this little pipsqueak is Lord Diavolo‘s kid? Hm, do ya think they’d let him into the royal treasury? No? Okay… lame.

Mammon then decides this kid would be just perfect for scamming people! Who is going to say no to the Crown Prince’s kid? A suicidal person, that’s who!

And the kid is… up for it? Wow, Mammon didn’t even have to grovel! Awesome!

It’s such a shame that Lucifer came in and promptly removed MC from Mammon’s presence. Tsk, killjoy…

Mammon and MC do get along swimmingly after MC stops angsting. Whenever they hang out it’s pure chaos.

And they would have gotten away with it too- wait, they do get away with it. Because who’s going to question the Crown Prince’s kid? >:)

Reclusive Uncle Leviathan

Levi was in the middle of throttling Mammon for his money back when Lucifer burst through the door looking like he had spent over 1000 Grimm on a gacha game only to not get the card he wanted.

And where was that human he said would be staying with them? Huh? The human’s HUH????!!!!

… wack. Maybe he shouldn’t have skipped out on that Student Council Meeting…

Either way, ew, new person he needed to talk to. NO THANKS. Well, no thanks until MC started to visit the HOL to hang out with Mammon. Of course those two normies decided to bug him. OF COURSE.

Levi finally snapped when MC loudly proclaimed that they could totally beat Levi in Mario Kart. Haha, NO. Levi challenged the little runt to a 1 v 1 race on Rainbow Road.

Kid lost. Obviously. Rainbow Road is rigged.

Honestly, kid’s alright. Still a total normie, but not completely terrible.

Cat Uncle Satan

Huh, a half human child of the soon to be demon king, how very interesting.

Oh, and just look at Lucifer’s face. :D priceless. Satan wished he was fast enough to get his DDD out to snap a picture, but he wasn’t able to…

But back to MC, oh how very intriguing. How much power do they have in comparison to Diavolo? Will using that power rip their fragile little body apart? Would they learn to control it? Satan was just dying to find out.

His feelings on the child themselves were mixed at best. They were clearly unhappy with the situation and Satan could sympathize, being thrust into a completely new world and then being told you can’t leave and are also royalty? That has to be hard. But this kid was still being an unreasonable little shit.

Satan continued to try and study MC from afar until the kid themselves walked right up to him and half demanded half pleaded for his help in studying for a test.

Not being one to avoid an opportunity to flex how smart he is, Satan agreed to help out. (Nerrrrd)

And honestly, it went well. When the kid wasn’t being a little shit, they were actually quite pleasant to be around.

Overly Affectionate Uncle Asmo

…wut

Listen, when Asmo asked Lucifer to pick a cute human, he didn’t mean cute as in CHILD.

This kid was DIAVOLO’S?! What lucky human had gotten to have the experience of [Jesus Fucking Christ, Asmo I’m not writing what he said for the sake of the nation]

Anyhoo~ little MC just made his heart go “SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SO CUTE!” They were so cute Asmo could just eat them up!

But they were so mean! That scowl they always had on was going to give them wrinkles and ruin their perfectly cute face!

Sigh, oh well. He can’t manually rearrange people’s expressions. What he can do is take this child shopping. Poor Diavolo was constantly in his RAD uniform, this poor innocent baby shouldn’t have to suffer the same fate.

The kid continued to scowl at everything, but at the same time, their little quips were very entertaining. This little kid spitting verbal venom at anyone who displeased them reminded Asmo of someone… he just couldn’t place who, but they definitely had amazing hair and a cute face :3

Hungry Uncle Beel

Where’s the takeout- I mean human? What’s happening? …are all humans this small? Dang, that’s barely enough for a snack.

So the human’s not going to live with us because they’re not fully human and Diavolo’s kid? Huh. Wild. Anyway, what’s for dinner?

Beel’s not too invested in this drama, he misses Belphie too much to be that interested…

The kid’s weirdly interested in how cool and strong Beel is though. MC tails him to the gym pretty often.

Diavolo and Beel already being gym buddies send tweet-

Since this benevolent little shit likes Beel so much, they decided to take it upon themselves to help with the family drama.

Beel finds that very sweet 🥺

Murder sleepy Uncle Belphie

Oh man… if you thought Belphie was being unfair to L!MC due to their parentage… hoo boy…

When this kid waltzed up the attic steps like they ran the place, Belphie needed to hold himself back from trying to break down the door and throttle this kid.

Pff, of course Diavolo would have a half human kid. Of course.

…kid beat the shit out of him when he tried to kill them. We stan this MC.

After all is said and done, Belphie still isn’t overly fond of MC. They’re brash and rude and only funny 40% of the time. They don’t even like napping 😒

But Beel likes the little runt, so Belphie and MC put up with each other.

Bonus! Your Angelic Uncle Simeon’s Chihuahua

:0 friend!

MC: *speaks*

>:0 not friend! Begone! *throws crucifix*

#obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #Obey me Headcanons #obey me! headcanons #obey me Diavolo #Obey me Lucifer #Obey me Mammon #Obey me Leviathan #Obey me Satan #Obey me Asmodeus #Obey me Beelzebub #Obey me Belphegor

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loversindevildom · 3 years

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hello! I'm not that anon but thank you for the other period-related hcs, if it's okay, may I ask for the brothers' reactions to an MC who doesn't have painful ones, but bleeds A Lot and is terrified of getting communal/the brothers' stuff dirty? people with monster uteruses unite

((Definitely!! Currently on my period while writing this and felt it-

((Also would you look at that, the me is posting again-

Masterlist

The boys x MC with heavy flow

Lucifer

It all began when one of your worst nightmares came true.

You woke up early in the morning having bled all over his sheets.

You were panicking. Badly.

Lucifer was still sound asleep on his side of the bed, having noticed nothing.

Without thinking, you immediately get out of bed and go fast towards the wardrobe to grab some sheets.

You had no idea how you were going to change them without waking Lucifer up but one step at a time.

But he was already awake as soon as he felt you get off the bed. "MC?" He mumbled your name quietly before opening his eyes.

You wished a hole could open underneath your feet and the earth would swallow you. You also happened to be wearing white pijamas and so the blood was obvious all over you.

Lucifer had just woken up and was not thinking straight so his first thought was that someone attacked you or that another demon attempted to eat you and immediately rushed to you and pulled you in his arms. "Who?"

"what?"

"Who hurt you?"

"no one... I'm so sorry!!" You cried in dispair and that's when Lucifer started understanding what was going on.

"It's your menstruation? I thought someone attacked you... It's alright. I'll go fill in the bath for you."

Thankfully you changed the sheets before he realized you got them dirty.

Or so you thought. In reality he had noticed but didn't want to embarass you.

Mammon

He knew you were on your period.

You had told him the moment it came.

But it didn't matter to him much. He didn't know many things about it, only that you're in pain.

"Hey, come on, sit with me." He patted the couch beside him in his room.

He knew you were hurting and he wanted to cuddle you and watch some movies with you and spoil you with chocolate he stole from Beel.

When you shook your head in return, his heart shattered. "I'm not really in that mood."

"B-But! It's your favourite!"

"I'll just go to sleep."

"We can sleep together here."

You sighed and he felt the world twist. You didn't want him anymore? That's it? It was over?

"What did I do?"

"nothing! I just don't want to get blood all over your couch!"

"Ohh..." He felt relieved. That was all. Truth be told, this couch was pretty expensive but you were worth ten times that couch...

"Don't you wear that pad thing you talked about?" After you nodded he added. "Then it's fine. Get your stupid pretty human ass here now. You don't wanna miss the beginning."

Leviathan

He wanted you two to cosplay today.

You had been planning to go to that convention for months.

The day had arrived and he had excitedly changed into his costume only for you to come out and say you're not going.

And he's ???? So confused ????

He thought you wanted this as much as he did.

Did you fake your interest?

"look, Levi, I'm sorry. I was really looking forward to the con but I got my period today."

Ohhhhhhh it was because of that thing. That was a relief.

"it's fine! The con is a week long, we'll go by the end of it. And we can wear the costumes inside and cuddle!"

The idea horrified you.

"NO!" The costumes were amazing and Levi had paid of them. You couldn't ruin it.

"why?" He was confused again.

"I'll get blood all over it. I always get things dirty. You should keep me away from your stuff." After all you knew how much he valued his merch.

Leviathan rolled his eyes and walked over to you. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you down with him. He wrapped a TSL blanket over you and proceeded to play games with you all night.

After all, you were more valuable than all these together.

Satan

You two had visited Devildom's public library to get a book he had ordered for you.

He had seen how fascinated you were as soon as you heard it came out and immediately ordered it for you.

You were looking around the shelves with him while the staff was going to bring you your book when you felt an intense pain on your lower parts.

Looking down you realized blood was leaking everywhere.

Panicking, not sure what to do you hid behind a bookshelf.

Satan panicked as soon as he realized you were gone.

What if another demon had fetched you and eaten you?

"MC?" He called out your name. Once, twice, thrice...

"Here..." You said in embarrassement. You had the idea of using a jacket to cover the mess in your pants. But you had accidentally grabbed his...

When he finds you he was relieved. "There you are, I was worried..." Then he scanned you. "My jacket looks good on you."

You weren't sure how to tell him, so you continued and went all the day back to the house of Lamentation when you immediately put it in the washing machine.

Of course, he had noticed. You had been dripping on the floor.

But being aware this was a normal thing, he decided not to embarass you and make a big deal out of it.

Asmodeus

You were screwed.

You were seriously screwed and not in the good way.

This had been a lesson to you to always keep in mind when your period was coming.

Because the one time you had forgotten, you had wore Asmo's clothes to sleep.

He told you you could use them whenever you wanted.

It made him very happy to see you wearing his clothes and it made you feel very comfortable so why not?

This was the reason not to.

Because waking up that morning, you had gotten blood all over his clothes.

"Shit."

Your exclaim and panic woke him up, but he was too focused on your face to notice the blood at first.

"What happened, my love? Are you okay?"

"I'm so sorry, Asmo!!"

It took him a few seconds but then he realized exactly what you were talking about. He took a deep breath. This was a disaster, but you didn't do it on purpose.

"It's fine. It's your time of the month? Come on we should get you changed. Wanna run a bath together? I can give you a massage too." He winked as he got up to get the water running. He prefered to focus on you than his ruined clothing.

And this, my friends, is called love.

Beelzebub

You were always careful when it was your time of the month not to get anything dirty. Always.

However, the unfortunate day had arrived.

You were in his bed, playing on your DDD while Beel was picking up some food from the kitchen.

And then it happened. The major pain. And you realized you had been bleeding all over his sheets. You should change them before Beel-

Speak of the devil....

Beel walked in happily and let the food down on the tray next to the bed. As he leaned down to put them there he noticed the blood and frowned.

You were scared you had disgusted him.

"are you hurting too badly? I'll bring you some medicine."

Cause he's that sweet.

Diavolo

Yes I will say this every single time I write about this one;

He's busy.

So even if you do get blood in his stuff you'll certainly have time to clean it.

However, fate isn't very nice...

When Diavolo is in his study, he likes to work with you sitting on his lap.

When you felt the sharp pain in your stomach you immediately jumped off his lap and fell on the floor.

"MC? What happened!? Are you okay?" He asked worrily.

You didn't answer him, instead you run towards the bathroom.

Yes, you didn't get anything on him but it was big a jumpscare itself.

Diavolo knocked on your door once. "Dear? What happened?"

"nothing! It's fine, my period just came!"

He was silent for a bit. You thought he left but as soon as you opened the door he was standing right there and he hugged you. "I see... Come on, let's go back. I promise we'll cuddle when Im done."

"I'll get blood all over you!" You argued back.

In response he picked you up and walked back to his chair where he made you sit on him again.

Simeon

Simeon is such a sweetheart.

He probably has already noted your circle on his calendar.

He remembers when it's that time of the month always.

Usually, so do you.

Usually.

You had miscalculated this time. You thought it was due for next week and so you had wore a nice white dress for your date with Simeon.

He wasn't sure what to say. He thought you looked gorgeous in that one but...

"Sweetheart, are you sure? I love the way the dress looks at you but I don't want you to feel bad if it gets dirty."

You were so confused. "What?"

"You said you avoid wearing white when it's that time of the month... Unless you're late? Oh my lord, are you late?" His eyes were shining and that's when you realized what he meant.

"shit! No I am not! Wait here!" You rushed back into your room to get changed and indeed found blood between your legs.

You couldn't find yourself feeling bad tho.

All you could thinking about was the way Simeon's eyes had shined at the thought of being a father.

Solomon

As a human like yourself, he treats it much more normal than the others do.

He doesn't treat you any different then really, unless you're in pain.

Then you're getting backrubs.

You were sitting on the couch with him and he was telling you a story about how he first formed a pact.

When he was finished you felt the need to go to the bathroom.

Then you noticed the red stain in your pants.

Shit that was a lot of blood. Had you gotten it on the chair too?

Thankfully, when you returned it was gone.

And thankfully, Solomon knew magic to clean it quicker.

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agape-bakery · 3 years

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Hi ! I love your blog and your idea to make a bakery is just awesome ^-^ anyway how are you ? I hope you have a good day :) I'm here to request a female mc who love drawing. And i wonder if you can make brothers react to mc who draw them when they're sleeping, eating or i don't know like you want. If you can of vourse it's not an obligation :3

I wish you a good day \(^-^)/

💫

Thank you so much! I really enjoy the location-themed blogs here like Cafes and such so I'm happy you think the same! I'm doing good! And also, YESS!! I love Artist MCs/Y/Ns because I'm an artist myself! I hope you enjoy these!

The Brothers with an F! MC who draws

Lucifer

He already knew you love to draw and didn't mind that, at least that's one good hobby someone has on his list compared to gambling and parties

If there is something Lucifer appreciates about humans, it's their art and cultures, he might take you to art museums for inspiration and have a date in a cafe and talk to you about the paintings you both saw

If art museums are not your thing, he would be a little disappointed but then again, some artists like more modern artworks and some that are shown online so he understands

And frankly, having you draw him makes him immensely proud of himself for having a talented girlfriend like you, he doesn't ask that you draw him but he secretly wants to

Lucifer occasionally buys art supplies for you but only if you've been good

"So you joined Mammon on going to the casino to draw the people there?"

"Pretty much...."

"Hmm.. I guess you aren't going to get some Copics from me anytime soon."

"WHAT-"

Lucifer is also observant and knows when and who you're drawing immediately

"I can see you staring at me."

His eyes looked up at yours as you looked away, pencil in hand.

"No, I'm not."

He's seen you glance at him several times before looking down at your sketchbook.

It was breakfast and you were sat between a sleeping Belphie and a distracted Beel so you took the time to draw the eldest when no one's looking.

Lucifer hummed and told Beel not to eat so messily as you continued to draw him.

Lucifer has seen many sketches of him and the brothers and when you give him some as a gift, he keeps it well-protected somewhere that Mammon can't steal in his bedroom.

Mammon

He absolutely cherishes every drawing you have, the boy keeps a doodle of him and you as a good luck charm too <3

He might ask that you do commissions and he gets some of it (for giving the idea and managing the commissions-) but one glare and he'll shut up with a nervous chuckle and an "H-hey! It's just a joke!"

When Mammon sees you staring at some art supplies, he checks it again when he's alone and dies inside because of the price and buys it immediately, he doesn't care if he loses a lot of money only a little bit, all he wants is to see your face when he gives it to you

"You better be grateful that The Great Mammon even thought of giving this to you!... Do-don't look at me like that! It was on sale!!"

While Mammon was napping on his couch, you hastily opened your sketchbook and started sketching him and the boy never realized

By the time he woke up, you were already finished doing 5 sketches of him and taking pictures of him for reference

"Oi! What are you doing? Gimme that!"

His heart completely melts because??? you drew him so good??? his girlfriend drew him???? for free??? and out of love????

He also draws you but it's just a stickman with a messy face but you still love it all the same

Leviathan

Finally...another Artist...AND HIS GIRLFRIEND NO LESS!!

He's so happy and giddy to show off his art supplies but he's hesitant when it comes to showing off his art because he thinks it's horrible compared to yours

You encourage him and usually learn together with him whenever he feels awful about his art

He's the Avatar of Envy so there are many times where he's compared himself to other artists so you had to be there to keep him grounded

Art Date, anyone??

It doesn't matter whether you buy art supplies or just take a break from school, it was always nice being around Leviathan

You took the chance to draw him while he was across from you and excitedly showed it to him

He had drawn himself (albeit, in a persona) in many games and animes but your drawing was more special than anything he's ever done

He looked away, avoiding eye contact as he gave you his own drawing which was you in your favorite video game

From now on, whenever the both of you wanted to give small gifts, you draw each other!! <3

Satan

A demon who enjoys impressionism art, there's something about the dreamy landscapes and colors that really makes him calm aside from reading

I think he would paint for a change of pace but gets frustrated because of how difficult it is so he goes back to reading

So watching you draw makes him impressed, drawing takes so much time to master

He doesn't mind whatever art style you have, aside from the impressionism style, he would have yours as his favorite

He understands the pain of art block so he often invites you in his room, one where the others wouldn't bother you, just don't touch anything or else you'll turn into some random animal for a few hours

He also encourages that you read with him when you're uninspired! Reading helps the imagination and the mind, and he'd be happy to recommend some for you!

You trust him with your sketchbooks and he trusts you with his books! The both of you knew the other wouldn't do anything which is why he only lets you inside his room

While Satan makes a drink for you, humming an old song in his DDD, you drew him in overalls and glasses

When you were bored, you would always draw your boyfriend in random outfits and would often show it to him (which he all loves)

"Overalls and Glasses, huh? I might wear it tomorrow." Satan grins, peeking at your sketchbook as he puts down the drinks.

Don't get your hopes too high, he isn't going to wear a maid outfit........yet-

Asmodeus

Oh? You draw? Wellll, if you need a model, he's happy to be your own personal model, but it comes with a price ;)

He loves that you draw! And would ask you to draw him

There's many artworks he likes but yours he enjoys the most, even if you aren't his girlfriend

Might ask you if you can design outfits and draw him in certain outfits so he can try them out!

Of course, drawing is not an easy feat so he'll pay you handsomely~

If you do commissions, he gets one just so he can support you

He knows that art doesn't pay much yet it is so overlooked by others

"Everywhere is art, darling, I'm surprised some humans don't know that! Of course, I'm the most beautiful art there is but I'll have you as second~"

He might blush if you draw him without him asking, he think he's desirable enough to draw without a price! After hearing that you just love him might make him blush harder! Aww, you!

He'll give you several pecks as he laughs after seeing your drawing of him! One where he was posing in one of the photos you had of him during your dates

Anatomy is hard so if you want a nude model, he'll volunteer on the spot, sure he has thoughts but if you're fully intent on getting better, he's happy to help!

Beelzebub

He's not the type to focus on art so he doesn't understand it much, that doesn't mean he isn't impressed though!

He has heard of Food Art and Food Illustrations though...Based by the Arty Event, he seems to be good at drawing food! He wanted to try it more but Lucifer forbid him in case he would eat the paper and get chemical poisoning or something-

However, if you could also draw food, he would be so delighted!!! He won't eat it, he promises!

It's fine if you don't, though, he expects that you might not understand working out and sports like he doesn't understand art

Might be clueless if ever you feel bad about your drawings, he thinks it looks really good! But upon hearing how frustrated you are, he would give you hugs to comfort you!

While Beel is a oblivious sweetheart, he fully supports your hobbies and would invite you to diners and restaurants so you can draw while he eats! He might even join you while he's eating

As he eats a huge cheeseburger, you drew him, smiling at how happy he looked

When you gave it to him, he told you how spot on you drew him when he eats and keeps it around him, he avoids it getting dirty at any cost

Belphie suggested that gets a photo frame so he bought one! Now your drawing of him lays on his bedrest safely~

Belphegor

He used to love art as much as Satan and Lucifer does but he doesn't anymore, not until you showed him your drawings

You rekindled a small flame in him that he never thought would come back

He doesn't draw because it's way too much work but he enjoys hearing you draw, the sound the pencil makes when it moves around the paper, and the smell of lead and paper makes him sleepy

He secretly likes those papers that have a nice smell in them so you buy some whenever you go out to get some art supplies

"That's way too many sketchbooks, MC."

"Nothing is way too much-"

Because he always sleeps around you, he doesn't entirely realize that you have a bunch of drawings of him in your sketchbook

It makes him warm when he sees your drawings of him

He wishes he could do more to support you even if you tell him he doesn't have to so like Beel, he keeps your drawings near his bed and looks at it before he sleeps

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bombyxluna · 4 years

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Hewo! I’m not sure if ur taking requests, but I have one fo ye. How would the brothers +the undateables react to mc (somehow) being turned into a toddler? I just thought of this, idk y, just did.

This one is so cute anon, and I was so happy to write it! Thank you for the adorable request, I think I’ll post a follow up to it: MC taking care of the brothers and the undatables if they become toddlers!

PS: I don’t think Satan was ever actually a toddler or a child or something, but I felt like it works for this hc because it’s funny jahsjhjsha

Brothers + undatables react to: MC turning into a toddler

Lucifer

He just knows Diavolo is behind this. what did he even do this time? Pick up on some old magic again? Try to shake things up so everyone gets along? Ask Barbatos to go back in time and pick up you as an actual toddler, just for the lolz? He doesn’t know and he doesn’t have time to care because toddlers are a handful and you’ve tried eating his quill three times now and he is panicking. Hard. He puts the quill and the pen on top of a shelf and when he turns around, you’re gone. He sighs, looking for you on every corner of the office, just to find you hiding behind the curtain. When he finds you, you scream and start running.

Oh, how he doesn’t miss the days Satan was like this. At least you are way less fussy than he was. As he watches you hide behind the couch, however, he can’t contain his smile nor the silly monster voice he makes as he announces he’s coming to find you. He manages to catch you this time and pretends to eat your arm with his hands, making exaggerated chomping sounds. On the third time you hide, though, he has to be honest: he’d take Satan’s mini developed anger over your climbing skills any day. How did you even get on top of the shelf? He blinked. That’s all he did. He blinked. And now his quill is in danger again.

He is completely spent at the end of the day. He hasn’t felt so tired since Diavolo decided changing the color of every single lamppost in the Devildom would be good for “morale” and he had to do the paperwork. He ends up dozing off holding you. When he wakes up to find that little project of human being cuddling to his neck, he smiles to himself. Sure, he’s worried about what happened, but maybe he can enjoy this for a bit more.

Mammon

No one knows who’s screaming anymore: if it’s you or him. It’s probably both - it’s definitely both. He thinks the witches got to you or something, and he is going nuts, not only because what the fuck why are you like so small now and how is he supposed to take care of you?

He ends up staying home instead of going out as he planned. Mostly because you refuse to leave his room and keep hiding under his car and in every corner you can find when he tries to get you to leave with him. Once he starts pretending he can’t see you and you giggle and run away from him, he melts a little inside. You play peek-a-boo for a while, but he gets worried easily. His room isn’t exactly the most childproof place in the house, so he takes you to the living room instead - to his surprise, you have no complaints about that.

As the day progresses he somehow gets the hang of taking care of a toddler again. Satan had been a handful but he was much calmer than you were when it comes to playing or tantrums (though if he is honest, Satan’s tantrums were terrifying). He finds an old coloring book in one of the many bookshelves around the house and steals Asmo’s markers for you to play with. You make him sit down to color with you, and he does. The rest of the day is spent with him listening to your made-up stories about the characters in the book. By the time dinner is ready, you’re already tired, and he has to carry you downstairs in a piggyback ride - he complains about it but in reality, he’s having the time of his life.

Levi

Honestly what the fuck. He has read about this in manga before but what the fuck. Couldn’t you have turned into something easier to deal with? A cat? A lobster? Anything else?

He doesn’t know what to do. Giving you an unplugged controller for his video game did not work as planned. You got tired of it easily and whenever he tried to ignore your whining, you’d cry. He thinks about taking you to someone more cut out for this - he remembers mammon being good with children and Beel too, but his envious side doesn’t want to lose to his brothers.

so he’s stuck with you. somehow he manages to kee you away from his figurines, giving his Ruri-chan plushies to play with instead. He has to admit you’re cute but by the end of the day, he is grateful it is over. As it turns out, he finds out he’s not ready to have children just yet, but maybe in the future?

Satan

He doesn’t seem fazed in the slightest. After all, this is a side effect of the book he lent you. He thought you had read all the rules before giving it back to him, but it seems that you didn’t - rookie mistake really.

He feels somewhat guilty about it though, so he does his best to take care of you during the day. He’s a little awkward and unsure of how to engage in your plays, but he does his best. Ignoring his brother’s snarky comments over it being his turn to take care of a baby, he just takes you to his room so he can keep a closer eye on you. You end up asking him if he could read you a story and he breathes in relief - that he can do.

It turns out he can’t. He doesn’t have any books that would be appropriate for children, so he resorts to the internet instead - thank Diavolo for how useful DDDs are sometimes. He finds a small book about a little girl in a red hood, the parts with the big bad wolf seem to scare you, but he lets you cling to his arm and hide your face on his side. At the end of the day, he is okay. The day went by as peaceful as possible, and you both had enjoyed the story. For the entire following week, he finds himself wondering what it would be like to have a child of his own.

Asmodeus

He holds you in his lap as he dials the phone. “Solomon what the fuck did you do”. He didn’t do anything, no one really knows what happened, it’s a mess. Asmo doesn’t care much about it though, because you’re a little cuddle bug and he is happy to give you all the smooches and put a bunch of cute bows on your hair.

He manages to keep you calm the whole day. You don’t even have time to think of throwing a tantrum, because he already has a next activity planned to entertain you. he lets you do his hair as well, lets you paint his nails, and takes so many pictures of you in thousands of different outfits you get a little dizzy about it. He is by far the most careful when handling you and you have a joyful day in the safest environment possible. He lets you take a bubble bath and even if he’s in constant fear of the water being too hot or too cold or you drowning, he powers through.

He watches cartoons with you when you’re getting sleepy because it’s a more quiet activity. He even teaches you how to tidy up the room and you both go downstairs for dinner wearing matching outfits. When the magic (curse? who knows) wears off and you’re back to being a grown-up, he is pouty. He shows you all the pictures he takes and says you’re the cutest toddler he’s ever seen - satan is a little offended by that.

Beelzebub

This is unusual. You are much smaller than you normally are. He doesn’t really know how to act when you climb on his lap and push your tiny hands on his cheeks, but he laughs. He ends up taking you to the kitchen with him since it’s his favorite room in the house.

He keeps you away from the stove at all times, but is willing to let you participate in the cooking process - it’s his turn to make dinner after all. He starts by making cookies for a snack, then another batch of cookies for dessert. Then a final batch because he ate the ones supposed to go for dessert. He melts every time you giggle at his antics, and when you end up with chocolate smeared all over your cheeks, he can’t resist taking a picture and showing to his brothers.

He is careful when handling you because you’re so tiny now he’s even more scared of accidentally hurting you. He ends up caging you in his arms whenever you get too close to the edge of the kitchen counter, and then just giving you a piggyback ride throughout the entire house while you wait for dinner to cook. When the day is over he isn’t sad because you’re back to normal, but he is happy that he got to enjoy a day with you - he likes children a lot.

Belphegor

Well, this is inconvenient, to say the least. you’re staring back at him with huge questioning eyes and to be honest, all he wanted was to sleep. He picks you up nonetheless and sets you down on top of his pillow. Though he tries, talking to you about the importance of naps has zero to none effect on your antics. Instead, you pick up another of his many pillows and hit him with it, screaming about a pillow fight.

He chuckles, yawns, and picks up a pillow as well. Maybe this will tire you down enough for the nap conversation to make a comeback. It doesn’t work. You just got more excited and hyper. He played himself.

He thinks about leaving you with Beel but he’s making dinner and lord knows how weirdly focused he gets. leaving you with Levi or Mammon isn’t an option either, and he’d prefer to avoid Lucifer whenever it’s possible. He has no idea where satan or asmo are, so truly, he is stuck. He whines about it to you, and to his surprise, you hug him, asking if his booboo is better. He chuckles again. maybe this won’t be so bad.

Diavolo

“Barbatos look at this.”

“Barbatos, MC is tiny now isn’t it wonderful?”

“Barbatos, look at how cute they are - cancel all my plans I’ll spend the day with tiny MC.”

You’re not sure what’s going on but Diavolo is fun to play with so who cares? He indulges in all of your makeshift stories and he doesn’t care if you climb his furniture and go wild. He laughs with you, picking you up and making airplane noises as you “fly” around the castle. He is ecstatic.

He encharges Barbatos with the mission of taking pictures of the two of you playing together and being silly. He never had many opportunities to be around children so he will cherish this to the last minute. You play house, play with legos Barbatos has no idea where Diavolo found, walk around the Devildom together to look at the flowers. The students of RAD are confused because ?? No one knew the prince had a child wtf??? He thinks it’s cute that you’ve been labeled his kid so he goes with it, introducing you as the future ruler of the Devildom. Barbatos warns him it might be a bad idea, but he is sure is nothing Lucifer can’t handle.

Barbatos

He is calm. This isn’t anywhere different from the situations you have to deal with when you can time travel, and nowhere near as stressful as babysitting being the butler for the demon prince is. He handles you with care, but he is not too attached and doesn’t participate much in your plays.

He does answer all your questions and allows you to tag along wherever he goes. Patient as ever, he will explain what every single object you point to is. At some point, somehow he is roped into picking you up because you got tired of walking around the castle. Your hands go directly to his hair, playing with the skeleton wings coming out of his head. He doesn’t mind it, only explains to you what they are and let you try to make them expand and close.

When you find out he has a tail, he doesn’t mind letting you hug it and touch it. Your curious eyes are adorable and at least it keeps you distracted. When you giggle as he picks you up with it, he thinks maybe he should have filmed that to show Diavolo later, he’s sure he’d appreciate it. He gives you a small plastic tray they have laying around in the kitchen because you want to be like him and carry your own tea - it’s actually juice. Overall, it’s a nice change of pace from his usual days.

Solomon

Whatever magic this is, it’s weirdly insistent in staying put. He tries making you turn back but ends up giving up because he doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you in any way. He is not the best with children but he does what he can, keeping you away from his room and all his potions as soon as he realizes you’re stuck like this for the time being.

He ends up taking you to one of the gardens around RAD. He entertains you by making the flowers dance with his magic, and giving you butterfly wings - though making you come down from the tree once you flew over there proves that to be a dumb idea. He sends a bunch of pictures and videos of you to Asmo, who is now in urgent mode and willing his class to end as fast as possible so he can hang out with you as well.

He gives you ice cream and chats with you about your favorite cartoons - being human has its perks, he knows them all by heart. He even sings some of the opening themes with you. When you start to get too tired, the games on his human phone solve all the issues. Sure, DDDs are great and all, but despite it not working on the Devildom, a human phone has its advantages.

Simeon

He is used to this. He is always near the younger angels in the Celestial realm so it’s really no surprise that he is so good at handling you. He doesn’t understand how you got turned into a toddler, but he will protect and take care of you until you return to normal. He has many ideas on how to keep you happy, and they all work. Collages? He will get you magazines. Drawing? He has multi-colored markers at your service. Hungry? He knows the recipe to the perfect pancakes - and you can decorate them yourself.

You don’t cry or throw a tantrum once under his care. he is delicate when dealing with you, and always listens to all your stories and complaints, comments on them and offers easy solutions. He doesn’t understand some of the references - who is Hello Kitty and why on heaven does she have no mouth? But he does his best to engage with you.

By the end of the day, he has issued Solomon’s help on finding out how to properly work his phone camera, if only to film a little bit of you and Luke playing together. he is glad you’re okay when you turn back to normal, but he confesses he enjoyed taking care of you all day.

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Luke

“There can only be one”, he says before he charges at you with a foam sword. It makes no effect but Simeon has never been more confused.

He ends up enjoying being able to boss you around and act like an older brother, telling you to color inside the lines and about the proper colors of the sky and the sea. He doesn’t understand what’s so cute about the two of you playing that Simeon just has to take a picture, but he lets him do it anyway.

He complains when you’re back to normal because he was truly enjoying not being the only child anymore.

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dreamsclock · 3 years

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If you're still taking asks about George and XD, how about George finding about what Quackity's been doing to Dream and it makes him so miserable he can't even look at XD without feeling sick. George avoids him for a while but eventually XD approaches and asks him again to not give up on him and it reminds George so viscerally of Dream that it spurs him to work bust him out–a la the fantastic piece you posted the other day!

WRITING XD AND GEORGE IS SO FUN!!!!!!!! this was so fun oh my god i love them so much ,, this was such a good idea !!!! tysm for this :DDD

warnings: implications of torture, unhealthy coping mechanisms (george sleeping), toxic relationship, manipulation

XD finds George sleeping.

Not for the first time, he wakes him up, and promptly vanishes the bed to make sure George doesn’t simply go back to sleep. He’s learned his lesson now. He’s good at learning! Being friends with George is teaching him a lot - like how George will yelp when he falls onto the cold tiled flooring, like the way his face will crumple into sleepy confusion and annoyance, a pout beginning to make its way onto his expression - like how when his memories come flooding back, he’ll bury his head in his hands with a long frustrated groan.

“Hi,” XD chirps, and he’s also learned that whenever he’s the one that wakes George, his best friend will glare at him like he’s the cause for all his suffering, “you’ve been avoiding me.”

George stiffens, clambering to his feet and rubbing his eyes. “That’s not true.”

“Don’t lie to me.” XD has learned George doesn’t like it when he speaks like that, so he always adds an earnest little word in his ‘normal voice’ (he doesn’t know what normal is) afterwards to make sure his friend isn’t scared of him. “Please?”

Instead of answering, George turns around, glancing about the little room he’s in, before fixing his glasses (XD has noticed they’re always squint when he wakes up, always thirty seven degrees off from how they should be, give or take).

“Do you still want to be my friend, George?” XD checks, and he thinks he might feel anxiety in his stomach, coiling and squirming and human. “You said- I mean, you said you’d be my friend forever.”

George flinches. “I am still your friend,” he replies, and XD doesn’t think he’s lying, so that’s good, George still likes him, he hasn’t messed up, “it’s just-”

His face twists, just slightly, and when XD looks at him, and George looks back, XD can tell he’s not seeing him: he’s seeing something else, someone else.

“Dream,” George says, quiet, and XD tries not to start shouting - isn’t he better than Dream? Isn’t he willing to give George the world in the way Dream hadn’t been able to? “I was sleeping because... because of Dream.”

And there’s something else he’s learned: George likes it when he reminds him of Dream. XD hates it - hates any reminder of Dream, hates George seeing him as Dream in any capacity, but he knows George is upset, and when humans are upset, they like seeing things they like. It makes sense! So he melts, allowing his features to morph and drip into Dream, George’s Dream, and tilts his head like Dream would, pushing aside his mask so that it shields his face from the sun like Dream would, looking worried like Dream would.

“What did I do?” He asks like he’s supposed to, and George flinches, instantly turning away. “George?”

“Don’t.”

George’s voice is sharp and thin and, if XD listens close enough, there’s grief under his words, something he doesn’t like to hear. George isn’t supposed to be sad - isn’t he supposed to be George’s friend? Isn’t he supposed to stop him from being sad and upset? So he lets his features begin to melt back into their usual form, but before he does, words slip out, words that don’t belong to him.

“Don’t give up on me, George.”

They don’t really sound like him, not really. The words falls out his mouth wrong, in a vulnerable, soft way that XD doesn’t quite understand, but it looks like George does. His head whips up, and behind his glasses, his eyes are wide. “What did you say?”

XD blinks. “I didn’t say anything. That wasn’t me.” And then, stepping closer: “I didn’t want to upset you. Doesn’t- Doesn’t seeing Dream make you happy? It usually does. I don’t know what I did wrong.”

George shakes his head. “That’s not- Who was that, then?” He demands. “If it wasn’t you that spoke, who was it?”

“Don’t give up on me.” This time, it is XD speaking, desperate, pleading. “I’m sorry. Don’t give up on me, George. I’ll do better.”

Blinking, looking stricken, George runs a hand down his face, before his face hardens. XD recognises the look: recognises it well. “I’m not going to give up on you,” he says, firmly, “on either of you. I’m not going to give up on you or Dream, XD. I’m going to get him out of prison, and I’m going to fix things.”

XD has learned that expression: that stubborn, stubborn expression that means George is determined to succeed in whatever task he’s set himself. He doesn’t see it often - George usually doesn’t care enough to get serious about anything.

But he’s learned that when George looks like this, there’s nothing in the universe, God or the Devil, that can stop him.

“I can help,” he says instantly, and it’s worth it to see George’s expression break out into a sunny smile.

“Good,” he says, “because I’m going to need you.”

#> my asks !!#> my writing !!#tw toxic relationship #tw manipulation #tw unhealthy coping mechanisms #> XD and george

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obeyme-kaidii-writes · 3 years

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Beginnings (1/9)

Mammon x ace gn!MC x ace!Leviathan

Words - 12,000ish (total)

Content warnings - angst, some internalized acephobia, insecurity, polyamory, asexual relationship, lots of cuddles and fluff and comfort

NOTE - Mammon and MC have a 100% consensual sexual relationship. No details beyond that are given.

Prompt/inspiration - a new take on my existing headcanons and previous stories

Summary - One day you suggest a polyamorous relationship with Levi to Mammon, and he loses his cool. Will Mammon be able to make things right? And will Levi ever get a chance to tell you how he feels?

[ AO3 | Part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 ]

You and Mammon were practically inseparable.

From your first day in the Devildom it seemed, the two of you were always together. Of course, those first few weeks weren’t exactly while you were on the best of terms with each other. But soon your choice to spend time together came from a genuine interest in one another. And after awhile, you both had even fallen in love.

You just fit so well together. You shared a similar sense of humor, you enjoyed the same sorts of movies, you both even had a mutual love of spicy food. Physically, you felt the two of you were quite compatible as well. You loved how good he was at taking care of you, and nothing made him happier than having you shower him in affection and praise. And sure, his sex drive was definitely higher than yours, but you both were figuring things out and making it work.

Mammon wasn’t the only brother you were getting close to, however. While you enjoyed cooking with Beel and swapping book recommendations with Satan, your time with Levi in particular was special to you. He always had a way of helping you relax, and his desire to stay in the comfort of his room gave you an excellent place to unwind and decompress. Despite the fact he could barely contain himself when speaking about one of his special interests, he typically kept to himself when immersed in whatever activity had caught his attention in that moment, which made him excellent company when you needed peace and quiet.

For the longest time, you thought friendship was all you wanted from Leviathan. And Levi made it pretty clear on numerous occasions that he considered you his best friend and nothing more. Well, at least that’s what he said. In the past few weeks you had caught him staring at you more than once in a way that was reminiscent of the love struck look Mammon often got when he didn’t think you were looking either.

You had heard from Asmodeus pretty early on in your stay that monogamy wasn’t the usual practice for demons. He had made sure you were well acquainted with certain aspects of demon relationships, partly to gauge your interest, and partly to stop you from inadvertently making a move on a random demon at RAD. You and Mammon had never talked specifically about the idea of an open or polyamorous relationship, and you got the dinstinct impression that he would have trouble sharing, but the more you thought about Levi, the more you wanted to see if you could make it work with both of them.

One evening after dinner, you were relaxing in Mammon’s room, doing nothing in particular. He was reading some magazine about Devildom fashions (and where to buy them), and you were reclined with your head in his lap as you scrolled through Devilgram.

“Got somethin’ you wanna say?” Mammon finally asked with a light blush on his cheeks. Apparently you had been staring at him for the past few minutes and it was making him a bit self conscious.

“Wha? Oh, sorry,” you replied, giving him a soft smile before you nuzzled against his leg. You looked up at him again, only to find that he was now attempting to hide his face behind the pages of his magazine, hoping you wouldn’t catch sight of the smile that was tugging at his lips.

“Hey, Mammon. Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah sure,” he was glad to have something to talk about that he could distract himself with.

“What do you think of polyamory?” you asked, raising one of your hands to comb through what you could reach of his hair. You just loved how soft it was, and it had quickly become a habit whenever you two were talking that you would run your fingers through it as you were doing now.

“Eh? I dunno. Why?” Mammon sat his magazine down to give you his full attention. This was definitely an odd conversation topic, if there ever was one. He thought maybe Satan had given you some weird book recently, because it never would have occurred to him what you were about to ask.

“Well...I was wondering if you’d be open to trying something like that…?”

“Pfft, like you’d need anyone else with the Great Mammon to keep ya company!” he teased with a cocky grin. It was simple - there was no reason for you to be close to anyone else like that, because he was so good at making you happy...right?

“Oh,” you tried to shrug it off and turn your attention back to your DDD. This wasn’t how you had hoped this conversation would go, though you weren’t sure exactly how you had hoped it would go either.

But Mammon noticed the look on your face, and a small seed of doubt had started to take root in his heart. Just a tiny twinge of pain. The thought of you being any less than satisfied with him was one he spent a considerable amount of effort avoiding, but now it was creeping up on him.

“Why? Didya have someone in mind?”

He had only meant it as a joke, really. He wasn’t expecting you to answer. Or rather, he was hoping you wouldn’t. And when you didn’t respond immediately the sinking feeling in his gut only grew.

You looked up at Mammon and could see the strain in his smile. He was trying hard to look unaffected, but it was obvious to you that he wasn’t too keen on this idea. So you sat up, tucking one leg under yourself as you turned to face him on the sofa. You were having second thoughts now about bringing this up, but you knew that if you tried to back out of the conversation now, Mammon would surely only get more anxious and panicked.

“Well, I was thinking about Levi…” you answered, cautiously, carefully studying Mammon’s face as you tried to gauge his reaction. You knew he never would have entertained the idea if you had said Lucifer, but a small part of you hoped since he and Levi were pretty close, he’d be more receptive to the possibilities.

You would, of course, be wrong.

In fact, you saw the exact moment Mammon’s heart broke and his emotions shifted from insecurity, to hurt, to anger. You went to open your mouth, to try to explain, but he did not give you the opportunity.

“Him? Why wouldya wanna go out with that weeb?” he asked, his voice dripping with disdain.

“Hey! If you don’t like the idea just say so! You don’t have to attack Levi!” you stared at Mammon, shocked at his reaction. Hurt and tears wouldn’t have surprised you, but this anger was something else and you weren’t sure where it was coming from.

“Oh so ya gonna defend him?”

“Of course I’m going to defend him. He’s my best friend,” you snapped back, your eyes narrowing.

“And what am I then? Huh?”

“Mammon, that’s…”

“What, ya got one Avatar so you thought it would be easy to snag another? Who ya gonna go after next? Lucifer?!”

SLAP

“Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare.” by now, angry tears had started to gather in your eyes, and you could feel your hands shaking, your palm still stinging from the contact, “If you don’t like the idea, fine. But don’t you dare belittle my feelings for you or your brother.”

You glared at Mammon for another moment before swiftly pushing yourself off the sofa and heading towards his door. When your hand touched the door knob you paused, giving Mammon an opportunity to take back what he said, but all that was to be heard was a deafening silence.

Without another word, you left, slamming the door behind you.

——————

In the days that followed, you made a point to avoid both Mammon and Levi. Even though Levi wasn’t at fault, you knew spending time with him right now would only muddy the waters further, and that was the last thing you needed. So, if you saw one of them coming, you were quick to adjust your course and head the opposite direction.

And you knew avoiding them both wasn’t exactly the mature thing to do. But you didn’t know what else to do either.

Was this it? Were you just supposed to break up with Mammon?

The memory of what he had said to you still made your heart ache whenever you thought of it, even if you knew he had been speaking from a place of hurt. You wanted to believe he didn’t really see you that way; that he knew how much you loved him, even if he didn’t know anything else, because you didn’t think you’d be able to stay with someone who thought so little of you.

So what was the alternative? Trying to talk to him again?

The thought was enough to make you laugh. You were certain that would go over like a lead balloon. It’s not like anything would have changed since the last time you had spoken to him. You still felt how you felt, and he was opposed. Which would have been fine had he been respectful about rejecting the idea. But he hadn’t, and instead lashed out at you in his typical tsundere fashion, just dialed up to 10.

You let out a sigh as you flopped on your bed, finally back in the safety of your room after an exhausting day at RAD.

Just what were you going to do?

#gn!mc #poly mc #ace!mc #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #obey me levi #mammon x mc x levi #mammon x poly mc #levi x poly mc #obey me angst #mammon angst #levi angst #obey me comfort #mammon comfort #levi comfort #obey me fanfic #mammon fanfic #levi fanfic

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wtfgaylittlezooid · 3 years

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Sad Metadede time

Meta Knight is very bad when it comes to opening up about problems. This is really no secret but he’s pretty decent with opening up around King Dedede

Except with one thing

He still kinda craves more power and every now and then gets very tempted to do a bad so he can be stronger. Obviously, he never does it, but to him: the fact those thoughts never fully went away just tells him that he still wants more strength that he knows he’ll never be satisfied with purely for selfish reasons and it makes him feel horrible. And those mixed with occasional intrusive thoughts isn’t fun

So he justs. Bottles it up. He doesn’t tell Kirby, as they’re too young to understand. He doesn’t tell his crew, because they’re only enablers unless harm comes to Meta, and he doesn’t tell King Dedede since the reason they originally broke up was because he fell to temptation. He doesn’t want to risk breaking the relationship again over something he can ignore, despite how badly it bothers him.

Meta Knight only ends up letting it slip when King DDD gets curious on why he originally constructed the Halberd, and Meta accidentally rambles and speaks before thinking. DDD is mostly surprised at first just because Meta Knight was very good at hiding it and covering it up as overworking himself. King DDD sees it as “oh crap my bf has been struggling with this for the longest time and needs me to be there for him” meanwhile Meta Knight sees it as more as “he’s found out I never really changed from back then and all my progress has been meaningless”.

Meta Knight doesn’t really know whether to fly off and avoid the conversation following entirely or just sit through it and take it in DDD’s shock, but before he can really do much about it DDD just does the first thing he always does whenever MK comes to him with something: wrap him in his robe, get him ice cream, and chill

King Dedede let’s him know that it’s honestly okay and he doesn’t care since he obviously hasn’t done anything like that again and that he has changed a lot since then. Despite all this, MK does still struggle a little with opening up to DDD about the topic but he does get better.

#my hcs #meta knight #king dedede #this is more MK than metadede sorry

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goosedawn · 3 years

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i've never listened to Friends At The Table (though it's on my list now, dnd campaigns podcast wooo!) what would the storyline of the crossover entail? with the HermitCraft characters i'm guessing it's chaotic and interesting 😊

:0!!!! :DDD!!!!!!! if u end up giving it a shot i hope u enjoy it! they dont actually play dnd, they play a bunch of other tabletop games which are all really neat also! (also if u need a suggestion for where to start if/when u get to it, feel free to drop me an ask)

the story follows the typical structure of "group is sent off to do tasks for money, and eventually realise something bigger is going on" so i am largely following the plot in that way, where groups of adventurers are sent out to investigate a series of towers that appear to have some connection to the gods of the world. ajhsjjejhfhjef most of my thoughts about the au are more character based,, so instead of a proper plot summary i can give details and thoughts on where some of the hermits fit into everything so far (while. trying to avoid the big twists revealed in the podcast ig,,?) i also ended up including some sleepybees (sbi + beeduo) in the au but im still not 100% sure on where they fit in (as in i have too many ideas djhdkndnj)

ANYWAY uhhhh some spoilers for the universe im basing this off of, under the cut cos it got long :'D

context/setting:

the specific arc/universe that this au is set in is the one from Seasons in Hieron (SiH) which is their fantasy season! (its. its long,, this arc spans i think. 3 seasons? plus a short interlude season)

the setting was previously a traditional fantasy world that had some sort of great catastrophe (the Erasure) happen, and the current world is after people have rebuilt a new society! its described as "post-fantasy, post-post-apocalyptic" its very fun and subversive and afhdjfbj the worldbuilding is just. real good :>

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characters:

im still figuring out where different hermits fit into the au but i am basically taking aspects of various characters from the podcast and splitting roles and traits to hermits, so its all mixed up! also,, there are just. so many hermits,, i have not found places for all of them (not even most of them i dont think) but here is what i have so far:

impulse and zedaph work in the New Archives (a series of huge warehouse-like archives run by the orcs of this world!) impulse is an orc, zed is not! impulse works to retrieve artifacts for the archive, and zed,, hes just kinda there. learning and experimenting with pattern magic (a type of magic done by arranging and rearranging things in specific configurations, often they are obscure and weird things like "27 brown birds in a tree, 5 table legs, 500 buttons, 16 steps to the east" etc.) when the story finds them they are studying a fallen tower in the center of the Mark of the Erasure (a location still showing the effect of the great cataclysm that befell the world)

tango vaguely takes the role of Ephraim, prince of something or rather,,, idk man hes cool and has fire powers, very anime. his powers were a gift from the gods, and he goes on to hv close relations w them! he meets up with impulse and zed later on and become fast friends obviously

joe is an expert in pattern magic, and is on the run from the archives after having stolen a pretty nondescript notebook. its a nice notebook! hes just a human guy. he writes and recites poetry in order to do pattern magic using the notebook!

cleo hails from the city of *Nacre*, where people get multiple chances at life. people from there can get killed but will exist on as zombies, then if they are killed again, they exist as ghosts, and then they pass away fully. she is an undead pirate captain that joe somehow manages to sway over to their side ahjbhfbjf,, she is hunting down the lost prince/king of Nacre.

wels is a pala-din (pal-ah-deen, rather than paladin), a sort of living marble statue that serves one of the gods in the pantheon.

scar is ofc, a wizard! it. it should be noted that wizards dont really exist in this world, people who perform and study magic are mages, not wizards,, "wizard" is kind of a weird term to use sjbdbjhfjjhb scar takes place of The Great Fantasmo in the podcast, and similarly has an invisible assistant! he doesnt seem to remember much of his past...

cubfan works in Velas, a fishing town where the story "begins" he does not enjoy talking to scar, and seems to be sad whenever hes around. perhaps scar reminds him of someone, or perhaps of better times...

tfc hes a priest aagsuijdjhkdgjdkihwhjvd i swear theres a reason for this later,, the role of the npc alyosha is somewhat split between tfc and cub!

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others i have thoughts on but im not settled on yet:

im debating having xisuma as part of the pantheon, but if not, he would be a druid so he can shapeshift into animals sjbakjnsnfjb he would take the general role of Fero in the story, but would also be kind of split with evil x, who captures... a certain stubbornness and deepset frustration Fero has in later times.

etho could take the place of Samol, the first god to exist. he is the embodiment of this world, and is kind of isolated and strange wbhshjhbdbhjdjbdkjn,, strange /pos. hes also. kind of dissapearing though... i wonder why :)

while theoratically i could have xisuma as samol cos. yknow. admin. i think the vibes and role just fit etho better

and... if i had etho as samol i think it could be fun to have doc and bdubs as other members of the pantheon, if u go with their dynamic from the start of s7 they even fit the divorced couple vibe two of the gods have /lh /hj (nho pantheon pog..? maybe. theres a total of 5 deities in the pantheon tho...)

im leaning toward either false + stress or maybe gem + pearl pairs for two of the goddesses in the pantheon, but thatd probably depend on if i can find a better place for them ;P

techno and phil take the role of red jack, and techno is a Huge Oni Dude >:] in canon red jack has a cool horse!!! it fits!! hes also. heavily implied to be kinda immortal?? anyway. im torn on this because techno and phil ALSO fit the roles of some of the player characters, with relation to the missing prince/king of Nacre but im still working things out,,

no matter whats up with them, ranboo takes the role of bluejay, redjacks son, meeting up with tubbo and tommy who take the place of benjamin, the son of one of the player characters. tubbo and tommy kind of. get sent to another dimension to keep them safe,,? and live in a lie for many years before they are brought back.

when i first thought about this au, i also thought about the whole. sending child off into fake dimension to live life, and of course. i thought about. grumbot ofc and originally planned to have mumbo or grian take the place of that player character abhdfvnbrvbn but it also implies one or both of them would be paladins (not pala-din! just the normal religious knight) AND have connections to tubbo and tommy which is. funny but ehhhh idk.

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and that. maybe probably somewhat incoherent train of thought is what i have for the au so far! its. still very much a work in progress so thank you if you stuck through all that!! ive still got a lot to think abt in the au,,,, lots to figure out ;P hopefully i can iron it out a bit more in the future, but its fun to think about for the time being

#goosegoes #not g/t #i lost so many words from this draft #i kept forgetting to save it #anyway its like 2am ajbanjkjrjhfjdk i should sleep #anon #again thank u for asking aabjhskjnjkrhjbrjhjk #even if u dont read all of that it means a lot that u showed interest 💛#obscure crossover au

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mammonruinedmylife · 4 years

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FINALLY a fellow moronsexual :') I see the askbox is open so if it's ok can I request a mammon fluff? Maybe the reader being so affectionate with him and heart eyes everywhere and praises 24/7 and he's just mammon.exe stopped working bc no one's ever done that?? Kudos if there's hurt/comfort lol gn!reader please and thank you! Hope u have a nice day!

I’m really sorry for taking so long! It’s finally here!

I developed ped more the idea of hurt/comfort than the affection one :x I hope this is going to be okay. Tell me what you think about it! It was really nice to write and to imagine, I was smiling the whole time cause that’s really something Mammon needs!!

Moronsexual united in loving the shit out of Mammon

I hope the grammar is okay

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Mammon had enough.

One more time, his brothers have been treating him like garbage, their words harsh, rushing to him like a flow of sharp knives - hurting him deep inside. If usually he did not say a word and just remained silent, taking each words, each insult silently to himself, this time it was too much.

All of his brothers somehow ended up in a bad mood and were all lashing on him - as if he was the punching bag of the family despite the fact that (this time) he had done absolutely nothing wrong. Sure, he wouldn’t really be able to deny that sometimes he steals (or at least tries to…), lies or even scam a demon or two… However, today he just went with a regular and plain day, going to RAD, partially listening to the lectures, coming back home to make himself a cup of his favourite instant noodles and that was it. And yet, they all went berserk on him, even though he absolutely didn’t understand why.

Sometimes, Mammon would really prefer to be tortured all day by Lucifer rather than listening to their rambling about him for hours, internalizing each of their words as a sad and hurtful truth. Words were his weakness. If he could easily dodge a plate thrown by Levi or a vase by Satan, the only way to dodge insults was to run away from home - which he usually did.

This time, however, he did not know why, but when the final insult hit him - broke him for real, he ran away to MC without even thinking.

A sudden burst startled MC while they were playing that famous Otome game everybody was talking about. Mammon quickly came in and closed the door as fast as he entered, standing there panting as his back rested on the wooden material that separated him from his hell and his paradise.

MC knew him very well now, perhaps a bit too much. They could discern his footsteps from each of his siblings’, could tell whenever he got home by the way he slammed the door closed and of course, tell by his face whenever he was in big trouble or not. This time, it seems, something really bad happened.

“Hey Mammon, what’s wrong?”

The voice alone of MC filled him with relief and made him melt on the spot. Their concerned gaze stuck on him, the thought that someone could genuinely care about the scumbag he is, was giving butterflies in his belly - he did not know why but these feelings were as pleasant as troublesome, which is why he directly put on his Tsundere mask: to prevent him from looking vulnerable in front of them.

“Nothin’! Ya think think The great Mammon could be bothered by something? Well, ya’re wrong!”

Even if Mammon was usually good at lying to scam people, when it came to his feelings, he absolutely did not know how to hide them - especially to MC.

They did not say a word for a few seconds, observing him from head to toe. Something was off, and they could feel it.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah I’m sure of it, now play with me. I’m bored!” With nothing else, he grabbed the small bicolored console and sat next to MC who went along with his act. If he didn’t want to talk about it after all, perhaps this would make him feel better.

After a few minutes of playing, laughing and competing together, their good time was interrupted by MC’s DDD message sound.

As MC paused the game, they grabbed the phone, seeing directly Leviathan’s name displayed on the screen.

[Leviathan: ‘Have you seen Mammon?’]

It started to make sense now, Mammon had been once again in trouble with his brothers, and he came to take refuge in their room.

“Mammon, why is Levi asking me if I’ve seen you?”

They could clearly see him tensing up as they mentioned his brother, stuttering as his eyes looked everywhere but into theirs.

“I’ll answer that you’re not here only if you tell me what happened.”

He was a real stuttering mess as this point. If there was something he definitely didn’t want to do, it was talking about how his brothers treated him. Putting words on that would do nothing but make it real and even more painful. Though, the idea of seeing a angry Leviathan bursting in and ruining this quality time with MC didn’t appeal him either…

“Fine, but instead tell him I left home.”

Mammon directly resumed the game, trying to avoid as much as he could the subject - but failed miserably as he felt MC’s gaze pressuring him as they fully turned towards him to face the demon.

“Alright! Alright! I’ll tell ya.” Putting the device next to him, he didn’t move a bit as he knew he wouldn't be able to look at them straight in the eyes.

“I don’t understand what I did wrong, I was only mindin’ my own business when they all started to mess with me and callin’ me names. I was only in my room but they all came after one another to mess around.” Maybe, just maybe he would like to say this is unfair. But like his brothers always say, he is nothing but a scumbag - so why would that not be fair?

“What exactly did they say?”

“I can’t even remember everything!” He started, passing a hand through his white hair. Instinctively, he cowered and he kept talking. “Belphie said I’m a waste of space… and Asmo that I couldn’t possibly be his brother”

Heavy silent took place in room. Mammon felt his eyes tearing up the more he thought about it, and felt even more ashamed to look so weak in front of his human.

“Do you think I’m a scumbag, too?” He asked, fidgeting with his DDD.

“I mean…” His heart sank hearing the beginning of their sentence. Of course they would think that too, he is nothing but Mammon the scumbag, the clumsy one who does nothing but stealing, a waste of space and air. “You’re not a saint, but you’re not that bad either.”

“Ah?” Totally dumbfounded, Mammon was now looking at MC.

“You’re a demon, Mammon. Not an angel, at least not anymore… But that’s not the point. What I mean is, your brothers are the ones to talk, they are in no way better than you.”

Taking a deep breath, they stopped themselves for a couple of seconds, carefully thinking about their words.

“But you know, I don’t think you’re a waste of space. I mean, you’re staying in my room most of the time. Do you really think I’d let you do that if I considered you were? Come on, I enjoy your company!”

MC quickly got closer to Mammon, ruffling his hair as an angelic smile was plastered on their face.

“Don’t you dare believe their words cause they’re all pure bullshit! Sure, you’re not perfect, but you have tons of qualities too!”

He couldn’t even keep up with his tsundere act anymore, he was just standing there, mouth agape, eyes wide open. He was the living version of a computer’s blue screen.

“Listen to me” they started, poking his chest. “You are amazing and very sensitive, that’s very cute! You’re also very quick to learn when something interests you. Also, you’re caring too, even if you’re looking for money… Remember that one time you helped Belphie opening that jar? Or when you bought Levi something because he was sad? See, that proves you’re not as bad as they say. Besides, you’re funny and kind with me too - so don’t think so low of yourself cause you’re The great Mammon after all!”

Now, the final move that would end Mammon - he felt himself engulfed by MC’s scent, feeling their skin on his, their warmth surrounding him. Was that.. a hug? Yes it was, and Mammon cheeks were painted a bright red while so many feelings were killing him inside.

None of his siblings has ever been so kind to him, yet alone shown so much affection. He couldn’t bring himself to speak even if he deeply wanted to, but eventually he got used to the sensation and let himself sink in MC’s touch. Was that how it feels to be loved and cared? If that was the case, Mammon never wanted to let MC go, and to tell the truth, after this day, Mammon would be even more clingy than usual. No matter what his brothers told him, no matter the names they called him - everytime he saw MC’s face, his mood would lighten up.

“I am The great Mammon!” he’d say.

“And I am The great MC!” They’d add cheerfully.

“Ya got it, human!”

If he was their first demon, it appears that MC was his first love, and he was going to keep them in his heart forever.

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Hehe the end is kinda cheesy

#Obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #Shall we date #Obey me mammon #Mammon #obey me one shot #obey me imagines

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sinnamonn · 3 years

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Welcome to Hell Ch2. “Meet Mammon”

Gia meets their new guard demon, “Mammon”. It does not go well. Also because this is my fic and I can do whatever I want Obey me is now in the same universe as It’s Always Sunny.

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The demon pointed an accusatory finger at the redhead.

Gia resisted the urge to bite it right off.

“Listen up, because I’m only gonna say this once!” He barked, “If you value your life then you’ll hand over all your money now! And anything else of value!”

Was this guy for real!? This bitchass was trying to rob them!? Oh hell no, Gia was not going to get robbed by some twink that still used fucking axe body spray!!

“Otherwise I’ll wipe that—“

“Fuck that and fuck you!” Gia yelled, cutting the demon off mid-threat, “Listen here, asshole, I’m not getting robbed by some twink!”

“Who’re you callin’ a twink!?”

“You, dumbass!”

“You don’t know what you’re dealin’ with, little bitch.” He spat, snarling down at them. Gia only bit back,

“I’m dealin’ with a punkass that’s about to get their shit rocked!”

“Mammon! Shut up or I’ll punch you!” Lucifer snapped, “And Gia, language!”

And then Lucifer just punched Mammon, causing him to stumble back a bit while gripping his head.

“GAH, OW! Hey, what’s the big idea!?” Mammon whined, “I thought you were actually gonna give me a chance to shut up before punching me!”

Satan gestured to his older brother, “Gia, meet Mammon, Avatar of Greed. He oversees all forms of it,” he explained, “whenever he takes a liking to someone they suddenly find themselves awash in money.”

“And he’s a masochist, that part’s important~!” Asmo added, “So I can’t wait to see you put him in his place some more!”

Ok. Ew. Gia didn’t need to know that.

“I didn’t need to know that.” Gia replied flatly.

“And it just so happens I have a job for my masochist of a brother.”Lucifer stated, only to be cut off again by Mammon.

“Quit tellin’ lies! I ain’t asked for that punch and I ain’t a masochist!”

“Mammon, you are going to be charged with seeing to this human’s needs during the exchange.” Lucifer ordered, “I expect your full cooperation.”

“WHAT!?” Both Gia and Mammon yelled at the elder demon.

“Wha!? Why me!?” Mammon exclaimed.

“Yeah, why him!? He literally just tried to rob me!” Gia argued.

“As, lucky you, Mammon! I’m so jealous.” Asmo pouted.

“Then you take them!”

Wait no, Gia got the feeling staying with Asmo might just be worse than Mammon.

“Huh? Hell no. Watching them match your energy is too funny.” He replied quickly.

“You just said you were jealous!” Mammon all but screeched.

“Just give up Mammon. There’s no getting out of this.” Satan looked at though he was holding back laughter, “You know you can’t deny a direct order from Lucifer.”

“But why me!? Why can’t Beel do it?” He whined

“If we hand Gia over to Beel we might as well just tell him to eat them.” Asmo said, now scrolling through his DDD.

“Yeah, I can’t promise I wouldn’t.” Beel agreed.

“...Mammon?” Lucifer asked lowley , his tone was dangerous.

“W-What?”

“Surely you’re not going to tell me you object to this arrangement, are you?”

For the first time, during his introduction, Mammon was quiet. He only held a sour look on his face before loudly groaning, “Ugh, I hate you guys! Fine, I’ll do it, ok!?” His attention turned back to Gia, “As much as I don’t wanna look after you, I’ve got no choice. It’s a huge pain in the ass and I’m too important for this kind of thing.”

Sure buddy, keep telling yourself that.

“But Lucifer told me to do it, so I will. But in return you better not cause me any trouble, got it?!”

Gia took back what she first thought of Mammon. He was worse than the high school boys that got stupidly mad when you didn’t stand for the pledge.

“If you can stay off my dick,” Gia sneered, “we might have a deal.”

“Fine by me, human. Just don’t forget whose boss around here.” Mammon shot back.

“Now that that’s settled,” Lucifer cut in before Gia could say anything else, “Mammon, show them to the house and try not to kill each other.”

‘No promises.’ Gia thought, reluctantly following Mammon out of the hell.

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That lack of depth perception was really biting Gia in the ass. They felt more like a bird trying to escape a hall of mirrors, bumping into and bouncing off of walls. It also didn’t help that Mammon was practically speedwalking away from them.

“Oi! Human! Would ya pick up the pace, we don’t got all night!” He shouted over his shoulder.

“Oh sorry! Lemme just pop my eye back in and magically gain perfect vision!” They sarcastically called back, “OH WAIT! I can’t!”

Mammon stopped mid-step before turning on his heel and striding over to Gia.

“Wait...you’re missing an eye?” He questioned.

Oh great, was he gonna do that mock-sympathy schick they got more than enough back in their world?

“Damn, Lucifer couldn’t even get a human with all their parts!” He cackled, clenching his gut, as if this were the funniest thing in the world, “He had to grab some broken fucking human! That’s hilarious! ”

Broken....

Did he really just call them BROKEN?

Gia saw red, their lip pulled back into a venomous snarl. How fucking dare he! They were a lot of things but broken was not one of them.

“Oh, I’ll show you broken!”

The redhead kicked the demon’s kneecaps with all this might.

“OW! YOU BITCH!”

Satan and Asmodeus watched as the two left for the House of Lamentation, absolutely transfixed on the two’s interaction. It was like one of Asmodeus’ trashy reality tv shows came to life, neither of them could look away.

“Uh, Lucifer, they’re already fighting.” Satan said, earning a groan from the eldest. Lucifer could feel a migraine coming on, a bad one.

“Oh my god the human just kicked Mammon’s kneecaps!” Asmo laughed, he was recording the entire interaction, “Oh he’s mad!”

“Shit, do I need to intervene?” He asked with only mild concern.

“Hmm, maybe..” Satan watched as Mammon grabbed for Gia, “wait, no he’s just carrying them back to the house.”

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“PUT ME DOWN!” Gia beat on the demons back, “This is demeaning!”

“Just be happy that the Great Mammon was kind enough to help you!” Mammon shot back, “If you think this is demeaning then imagine how I feel! Why should I have to look after some human !?”

“ Um,bitch, I got isekaied to hell without my consent and now I’m stuck with a bunch of rich boys who reek of ‘I peaked in high school’!”

Mammon gasped, “I did not peak! The Great Mammon only goes up!I’m practically a golden god!”

Why did they feel like they heard that somewhere before? Maybe...back home? Oh shit yeah, Mammon talked exactly like this one guy who owned a bar they’d always go to when they were bored. Wasn’t his name Denny or something?

“And just so we’re clear,” Mammon continued, “it’s not like I can’t say no to Lucifer, okay!?”

Gia didn’t ask.

“I only agreed to babysit you because, um...Well you know, because…...uh…”

“It’s ok, take your time.” Gia said

“Grr! It doesn’t matter! Just don’t go thinking I’m scared of Lucifer or anything! Because I’m not!” He snapped.

“Uh-huh, sure.”

Mammon finally put them down when the two got to the house.

Gia whistled, taking in just how...elegant? No, elegant wasn’t the word they were looking for? A better way to describe the house would probably be maximalist. When they entered they were met with a double stairway accented by two gigantic gargoyle statues. Purple wallpaper clung to the walls littered with paintings of people, Allistar Crowley being the only one Gia recognized.

“This is the House of Lamentation. It’s one of the dorms here at RAD.” Mammon explained, stepping forward, “Well, it's not just one of the dorms. It’s the dorm reserved for student council members….and you I guess.” Mammon prattled on, mostly about himself, “Lucifer, Asmo, and the others take every chance they can get to insult me. Callin’ me scum, sayin’ I’m a money- grabber and stuff…..”

Gia was really only half paying attention, they opted rather to try and figure out who the other people in the photos were. Cultists, perhaps?

“...In other words, I’m a big shot. A real big shot. Like, even other big shots are impressed by—hey are you even listening!?”

“Hm? Sorry, what? I got distracted by the pictures.” Gia gestured loosely to the walls.

Mammon growled, “I was just saying, don’t you go thinkingI’m just some ordinary demon. I’m nothing like those other peons walking the halls here.”

“Ok, cool. Figured as much.” Gia shrugged

“So I suggest-wait what?”

“I figured all of you were pretty powerful, why else would Diavolo leave me with all of you? Demons eat humans, so you put the human with your most powerful and loyal demons as protectors.” Gia elaborated, “So that implies that you’re the most trustworthy and capable of this task, right? Even if you did..try to rob me. But why else would Lucifer and the rest of your brothers leave me in your care?”

Mammon stared wide-eyed down at Gia, they could practically see the gears turning in his head—wait did his cheeks get darker?

He turned around before Gia could really tell, “Well-I’m—I mean!—Duh, of course the Great Mammon is capable!!” He sputtered, “B-But don’t think flattery is getting you anywhere! You’re still just some stupid human!”

“I wasn’t trying to, it’s just logic.”

“SHUT UP. Just-! Let’s just go to your room, OK!?”

Instead of lugging Gia over his shoulder, Mammon instead grabbed their wrist and began dragging them up the stairs, avoiding looking at them.

“Ow! Fine! Lay off the dragging, though!”

Gia’s room was cottagecore as fuck. That was the only way they could best describe it. The room looked like it had been taken out of a fairytale book, it wasn’t exactly Gia’s style but they could appreciate the aesthetic. Objectively, the room was very pretty. That idea was hammered in the more Gia explored it.

It was bigger than the apartment they shared with their mom. In truth, it was more like a closet that somehow fit a bed and dresser.

“Holy shit this bed is soft.” Gia commented once they flopped onto the comforter, “And these pillows! They’re not flat! I forgot they could be fluffy.”

“Oi, human, I got some advice for you,” Mammon leaned over the bed, “ If you wanna survive even a day here in the Devildom, you’d better listen real close to what I’m about to say.”

“Aight.” Gia turned their attention back to the demon.

“If it ever looks like a demon is about to attack you..run. Either that, or die.” Mammon said grimly.

“That’s...Honestly not the worst advice I’ve ever gotten.” They replied.

“How about I vote you to die, Mammon!”

Gia jumped at the new voice, shooting up out of the bed and looking towards the door frame. There stood a pissed off looking guy with purple hair, glaring daggers at Mammon

“AH..! Levi…!” Mammon exclaimed.

#🏩self insert🏩#self ship #🖤 romantic #mammon💵🪶🤑#obey me fic #obey me shall we date #self insert writing

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leviathanswingman · 4 years

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killing me softly, chapter 5: acceptance

Love

Of course Lucifer had to have come to such a life changing revelation at the worst of times. They were in the middle of planning a celebration for the royals of the kingdom Diavolo had last visited, as some sort of peace offering and mutual treaty after a bunch of altercations between their kingdoms.

The celebrations were set to take place in five days.

Lucifer was up to his neck in preparations since he had to plan everything on short notice. Now he had to somehow balance the stress of all of that combined with the uncertainty of whether or not he should tell Diavolo what he'd been going through all these days the prince had been gone.

Even worse, the demon prince had certainly started to get suspicious that something was going on with him, but due to their busy schedules, Lucifer had always managed to slip past him at just the right time. It was getting harder and harder on him, both physically and mentally.

The few hours of sleep he managed to get, he found himself stuck in a drowsy state; not asleep yet not quite awake either. He couldn't escape it. Whenever he closed his eyes he was haunted by pictures of Diavolo, was haunted by his voice when he wasn't even remotely close. Still, he couldn't find it in himself to renounce his position as Diavolo's right hand man. It would've been the right thing to do, yet there was no way for him to betray his prince like that. Lucifer had always taken pride in being like the personification of loyalty itself, so he had quietly and fiercely chosen death over disloyalty.

However, this didn't lessen his suffering. It was as if his body was longing to be close to Diavolo's and Lucifer himself played the part of the ruthless dictator. He denied his body what it so desperately wanted. What it desperately needed. But Diavolo was not in love with him, he was most certain of that fact. Lucifer's heart hurt and his lungs ached at that thought, yet he wouldn't allow himself to slip into foolish illusions. He'd always been a realist. Of course, Diavolo had developed a certain fondness of Lucifer, but that didn't mean anything.

So whenever Lucifer saw Diavolo, he conveniently had to attend business on the other side of the academy, when in truth, he was spending minutes upon minutes in the bathroom, coughing up blood, roses and regrets. What he regretted the most he himself couldn't even tell.

The only thing Lucifer knew was that he was running out of time. He had less than five days left because for the first time in his life, he'd let someone in and had fallen in love. Talk about eternal punishment.

Whenever he thought fate couldn't deal him more malice, he was massively disappointed all over again.

All of a sudden, his DDD rang loud and clear, pulling him out of his thoughts, back to the real world. Subconsciously, he rubbed his chest, right where his lungs were sitting, tangled up in roots and thorns. He shouldn't think this much about Diavolo, he was aware of that, but it was the only thing concerning him that Lucifer could allow himself without doubling over with flowers filling up his windpipe. No matter how much he hated to admit it, he was in love with him after all. What a strange twist of fate.

He picked up the phone. “Yes?”

“Yahoo, it's your darling little brother, the one and only Asmodeus!” the melodious voice of his brother rang through the speakers.

A sigh left Lucifer's lips as he rubbed his temples in annoyance. “You are aware that I can see your caller ID, right? I do in fact have your contact saved,” he grumbled.

“Aww Lucifer! You flatter me!” Asmo chirped on, his loud and hyper voice only amplifying Lucifer's ever-growing headache.

“If you consider something like that flattery you might need to get your standards checked. So, what do you want? You know I'm preparing for the celebration, there's still too much to do. I'm not in the mood for your games, so no dawdling unless you want to get punished thoroughly and rigidly,” he said in a brash manner, his brows furrowed.

“Yeah, yeah! No need to get so worked up, I can almost hear you glaring at me again! All that frowning will get you wrinkles at your young age, you know?” Asmo began to babble.

“I am giving you a count to three,” Lucifer stated coldly. “One.”

“Live a little! I Just wanted to-”

“Two,” Lucifer continued, a threatening aura starting to seep from every single of his pores. Asmodeus was really testing him today with the way he was clearly avoiding to finally get to the reason for his little call.

For a moment there came nothing but silence from the other end of the phone, then there was an audible intake of breath. “So... The thing is...” Asmo started, voice suddenly nervous.

“Thr-”

Click

“Eek!” with a startling yelp, Asmodeus had hung up on him.

For a moment, Lucifer simply stared at the symbol signalling that the call had been disconnected. “Oh? Well that just takes the cake. I will teach him his place, that little-”

“Lucifer.”

That voice again. Realization dawned upon him as he turned around. It all made sense now. The nonsensical call, the stalling. All of this had been a setup. There was a reason Asmo had been dawdling around like that.

Someone must've asked him to distract Lucifer. And that exact someone was now standing behind him. Lucifer wasn't even surprised Asmo had agreed to this. His brother knew about his illness and had grand illusions about the way Lord Diavolo felt for Lucifer. Asmodeus now definitely deserved a few proper nights in the punishment chambers.

„Is there anything you need from me, Diavolo?“ Lucifer asked, trying to sound as normal as usual. He was still exceptionally mad about this whole little diversion, but didn't try to show it all that much. After all, Diavolo's plan had worked out just fine. Lucifer was less attentive due to his hanahaki, and had been even more distracted by Asmo's shenanigans. He tried to represent what was always expected from him:a calm and collected demeanour.

„My my, Lucifer. It's been a while since I've seen you this worked up. Is anything the matter?“ he purred. There was a confusing smile on his face before he let his warm hand run down Lucifer's naked arm.

For a moment Lucifer cursed himself for having swapped out his suit for a sleeveless black turtleneck, but it had simply been too hot. Despite the warm air in the room he found himself shivering under Diavolo's touch.

“Maybe that's because I haven't seen you around all that much lately,” he mumbled, letting his hand run even deeper down until he could run his thumbs over Lucifer's knuckles.

Lucifer shook under the unexpected soft touches. He was used to violence and terror, but soft touches like these were completely strange to him. Involuntarily, he could feel his gut filling up with want, yet he also trembled under Diavolo's overwhelming presence, which threatened to swallow him whole.

“Making up excuses doesn't sound like you Lucifer, and I know you'd never lie to me, which would explain your silence right now. You're avoiding me for a reason, am I correct?” Diavolo asked calmly, with an unreadable expression. His hand gripped Lucifer's more tightly and with that, Lucifer forced himself to lock eyes with Diavolo.

For once, he wished his eyes could express what his mouth refused to say. He had always been the oldest, had always carried responsibilities too big for his beaten body. Now for once, he refused to solve his problems heartlessly and without regards to his own well-being. For once, he disobeyed and decided to be oh so selfish.

As he refused to look away from Diavolo's eyes, an electric shock ran through him. He had made his decision and there was no going back. He truly loved Diavolo.

This was the first time in ages that he had allowed Diavolo to stay this close to him for this long. He felt hypnotized by the prince's eyes, hypnotized by the way they seemed to practically devour him whole.

As soon as it had started, the moment was ruined when Lucifer grabbed Diavolo's other arm in a tight grip without letting go.

“Leave before it's too late, Diavolo. You shouldn't be here,” he forced out, breathing heavily, desperately trying to control his breathing until Diavolo would finally leave the room. “I don't want your pity.

“Before it's too late for what?” Diavolo managed to ask before he saw the other's pained expression. A disturbing smile was painted across Lucifer's face and his otherwise emotionless eyes looked wet and conflicted.

“Before it's too late for what?! Lucifer, talk to me!”

Lucifer opened up his mouth, but before he could talk he suddenly gripped Diavolo tightly by his wrists, leaving red claw marks.

A sea of bloody petals, flowers, thorns and stems forced themselves out of his mouth as he began to crumble to the ground, hands still holding onto Diavolo desperately and painfully.

Quickly, Diavolo lowered Lucifer to the ground and tried to hold him up by his shoulders as best as he could.

“LUCIFER!”

Lucifer was wheezing and choking, but still he held onto Diavolo for dear life. Even if he wanted to let go, he didn't think he could.

With one big cough, a full white rose with a stem and thorns forced itself out of Lucifer's mouth, followed by huge amounts of blood. As he gasped for air, Diavolo carefully put his hand on the back of Lucifer's neck and leaned his head against his chest, letting him rest there for a moment.

“Who is it?” he whispered, but didn't get an answer.

Lucifer had lost consciousness.

Fighting against the panic rising up in his chest, Diavolo picked Lucifer up, one arm supporting his back while the other went under his legs. Barbatos would certainly know how to help Lucifer. He just had to know.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 6 , Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13

*nsfw chapter

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tellmeyellme · 4 years

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Bound to each other (ch I)

genre: angst, ennemies to???

paring: kuroo x reader

WC: 774

Prologue | Masterlist

When he saw you entering the gymnasium, he knew he was going to regret his decision. He had let Kenma ask you to be their manager, thinking you would decline the offer. Didn’t you have to study? Or attend your club? And what could you possibly bring to the club? You couldn’t know that much about volley, he had refused to teach you when you requested him to. Did Kenma help you without telling him? No, that’s not what your relationship with Kenma was, and he knew that. While he brought Kenma outside, you let him stay in his own bubble, and accommodated yourself to it. You had known each other for years, and you had only asked him for help once. Whether that was because you disliked him or because you were not the type to do so. He decided it must have been the after one; he did not remember you asking for Kenma’s help more than a few times, and even when you did, it was for trivial things. Some kind of videogames boss if he recalled correctly. Was that because you were too prideful?

Pride. That was something Kuroo knew too well. He was used to apologize whenever he went too far when teasing someone, but when it came to you, it was something he couldn’t bring himself to do. You had apologized to him more than once, even on the day you first met. He never did, he wished he would never have to. But he knew this wish was meaningless now that you were a part of the volleyball club. He was the vice-captain, and he couldn’t let your relationship interfere with the club activities. So he figured it would be better to ignore you. You had seemed to catch onto his idea, because you stopped trying to talk to him. He thought that, maybe, just maybe, you weren’t so bad.

In all those years he spent with you, because he did spend time with you, even if he didn’t want to, he had never been able to find what made him so resentful to you. Had he even tried to find out? Probably not. Was it because you were Kenma’s first friend besides him and he feared he would lose him to you? Was it because you had the opportunity to go to nationals every single year with the basketball club during middle school when there wasn’t even a volleyball club? Was it because he felt like no matter what he did, you always did better? Like how he was in 2-5, and you were in 1-6, like you always managed to outdo him, just by a few. Was it because you were a part of the top five students of your school, something he always managed to be close to, but never reached ? When did he even became that petty?

He tried to find you flaws that would make it right for him to dislike you, but every time he looked at you during practices, he was met with nothing but qualities that seemed to make you even more redeemable. He found out how nice you could be; you always took care of his teammates, you had even borrowed some medical books in the library to learn how to tend some basic injuries. He noticed how you always helped your parents to cook when he came with his father. But what he also noticed was that not only did you stop trying to befriend him, you also stopped looking at him with hope. Hope that you would manage to fix everything there was to fix. When you looked at him, he could find nothing but exhaustion and annoyance in your eyes. He guessed it would only make sense for you to be annoyed at him for everything he put you through when you had always tried to be welcoming. Yet, he was still surprised you were, and he didn’t know why he was.

He always went too far with you, he had spotted that you were on the verge of tears more than once in front of him. He wondered if Kenma had seen you cry, because he never did. Were you afraid he would make fun of you if you did? After he started ignoring you, what were you feeling when you were in the same room as he was? Hatred, resentment, incomprehension, those were the words he picked and believed to be the most appropriated. You most certainly regretted meeting him, for he made your middle school years a living hell. And he thought that maybe, just maybe, he should apologize to you.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I had to go to the ophtalmologiste and he put drops in my eyes so I can’t see from up close :CCC. I’ll try to post two chapters tomorrow :) also, this is tagged as angst but i don’t think you can really say we’re in the angst parts yet, so just you wait two chapters ahah :). Oh and IK it shows as bokuto x reader in my gen ML and he hasn’t appeared yet, but he will. Also sorry no dialogues hehe i will avoid them at all cost :DDD In fact I only wrote this bc of two scenes I had in mind, but I have yet to write them :/. annie ways!! i hope you’re all doing alright! don’t forget to drink water, unclench your jaw and straighten your back.

#kuroo tetsurou #kuroo #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #haikyuu angst

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