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2smolbeans · 8 months

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Yandere Diavolo x Innocent reader headcanons

Tags: Mindbreak, corruption, forced marriage, black mail, Mc's partner gets murdered, suicide mention, Mc goes to hell, manipulation, hostage keeping, minor world building mentions, Mc is gender neutral.

Diavolo knows how humans are. He's been there since their very creation. Humans are greedy, vicious, cruel little animals with a mind of their own. They were almost similar to demons- no, if anything - most, if not - all demons were once humans!

So, for being so cruel, so selfish. It was amazing how he stumbled upon a rare soul like you. So pure, innocent, kind..He was sure that you were predestined to go heaven once you had died. You'd make the perfect angel, after all!

Diavolo was enamored by you. How gentle you were to those who were rough with you, the way you would so gracefully own up to your mistakes - something most humans couldn't do! How you would always keep your head high whenever you were ruthlessly bullied by the world. The way you would kindly treat strangers who would be cast aside by society.

For once, he had met a human with diligence and self-control! It made you desirable and interesting - different from most humans. He needed you. You were one of a kind.

Diavolo became more curious about you with each passing day. He just had to see you. So, with a change of attire and appearance, he visited your work as a customer. Falling hard for you when you gifted him with your voice that spoke directly to him - giving him your undivided attention.

He needed more. It had been so long since he's seen such pure kind innocence directed towards him. So, of course, with his devil's charm, he tried to persuade you to be his partner.

But, unsurprisingly, you already had a partner. Of course, that was no problem for Diavolo- such a small obstacle was no path for this ancient demon!

So kindly getting rid of the waste of space that contributed no meaning to your life, Diavolo tried again. Sweetly feeding into your sins. Pride, greed, envy, and lust. Trying to get you to fall for him.

But it never worked since you were now too busy grieving for your previous partner.

He was running thin. He didn't want to force his love and affection onto you. He wanted you to swoon over him, for you to look at him without him having to force you. To have you all prettied up as his royal spouse. To have his innocent kind spouse dote on him so diligently.

So he was left no choice but to haunt you. Whispering in your ears about the unspoken knowledge, taunting you to the point of insanity, breaking you to the point of committing unforgivable sins.

So when you came to your senses, unable to cope with the reality, you ultimately killed yourself out of guilt.

Happily waiting for you in circles of hell, Diavolo came to collect you.

You were so scared, shivering from the torture you had to endure with all the other sinners. Don't worry, he'll take you away from the bad place. Only in one condition. No? That's okay. He'll happily drop you off back from where you came from!

Aww, you're clutching onto him so tightly.. I guess that means you took up his offer!

Sooner or later, you ended up as his royal spouse. Always satisfying his needs, making sure to please him with anything he wants.

You don't want to go back to the circles of hell after all. Not when Devildom is nice and safe, barely far away from limbo!

Diavolo found it admirable whenever he looked at you. Such an innocent and meek demon you were. With your cute little horns protruding out of your head and that slim tail you had from behind.

He was proud to call you his spouse. So proud that he always hosts a party dedicated to celebrating your marriage with him. It's only fair, you must be bored staying inside the castle by yourself waiting for him!

Plus, it's not like you're allowed to go out.. He can't risk his little spouse getting hurt!

Aren't you glad this is how things turned out?

And isn't it better that it'll be like this for all eternity?

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authormars · 3 months

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Just dance

Levi once did a streaming series where he forced his brothers to do Just Dance competitions against each other.

Mammon actually tried, Asmo refused, Satan almost always won, Beel liked the work-out, and Lucifer barely tried.

At some point, Diavolo found out and joined

And suddenly Lucifer was always winning

Idk if this is a story prompt or just a random headcanon, but do with it what you will

#obey me diavolo #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me beelzebub #obey me hcs #obey me headcanons #obey me belphegor #obey me asmodeus #obey me leviathan #Obey me story prompt #obey me shitpost #Just dance #So fun

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cookierin-simp · 1 year

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OBEY ME HEADCANONS THAT I WANTED TO BELIEVE ARE CANONS (1)

I was thinking to publish my smut fic about threesome with Lucifer and Diavolo but I realised how long it was so... I'm just going to keep it in my draft... I'll make a new one 4 ya! Meanwhile, enjoy my ridiculous headcanons about demons!

warning : one explicit headcanon.

Beel thought that human is as fragile as an ant so he tried his best not to touch MC (failed, though)

Mammon has a fixation with technology just as much as how Levi enjoyed it

Lucifer have his own collection of S/M toys

Most restaurants in Devildom hang a portrait of Diavolo (it's a thing to hang a portrait of your ruler in any institute)

Satan have wrote few books and was called an author

Barbatos hates it when someone modified his recipe

Luke once modified it to suit the taste of Micheal and Barbatos wasn't angry, rather sad.

Sometimes, Solomon teleported himself to MC's room without any notice, and MC yelled so hard that all of the brothers broke down MC's bedroom door.

Lucifer actually love hanging people/demon from the ceiling because it felt like he has power over someone's freedom and admiring the way he tied the rope. So he always looking foward when MC causes disaster.

Lucifer like it when someone is obedient yet hard headed. It feels like a challenge to him to keep them.

Luke is terrified of dogs, despite him being called chihuahua

Mammon downloaded the app that can merge his face and MC to see how their children will look like.

Belphegor actually focused in classes and that's why he was so brilliant considering the fact he has never study and always asleep.

Outside class session, Belphegor slept a lot. Even in recess, he preferred to sleep rather than eating.

MC was once bullied by the demons in the class. Mammon then came into MC's class and preached about racism. (followed by Satan and Beel)

MC must got a lot of hates from the fangirls of the brothers in Devildom

Lucifer will be the type of guy who only post announcements regarding RAD in social media.

Beelzebub had his account on private.

Diavolo has disguised himself as a normal demon once when going out of town

There are female demons out there who have crushes on Simeon

Mammon always gets anonymous cute note and presents under his desk. It was from the demons who had a crush on him

Lucifer actually aware of demons who had a crush on him. He usually will become extremely intimate with MC when his fangirls are near, just to amuse himself with their jealousy.

Mammon watched conspiracy theories

Satan tried to solve mysteries in human world like missing plane

Asmodeus once took a photos of him and MC together in his room, which cause a sensation in Devildom. It's safe to say that Lucifer didn't let MC out from the HoL because of paparazzis camping outside, waiting for MC to give comments about that post.

Mammon was the only brother that always commented on Asmodeus's post and Asmo always pinned it.

Levi watched hentai, Mammon watched porn, Satan read smut while Lucifer indulge in explicit audios.

Before MC stayed in HoL, the brothers (except Lucifer, Belphie and Satan) have a tendency to only wear shorts in the house. Eversince MC stayed in HoL, Lucifer made a new rule to always clothed in the house.

Satan never knew about hairless cat, until MC showed him.

Lucifer have a power to fix things yet he rarely use it to teach his brothers to handle their ugly consequences without depending on his magic.

please wait for my upcoming fics! Meanwhile at that, check out my other works!

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sly-charm · 9 months

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Obey me characters protecting your drink at a party

Doesn't let anyone get close to your drink.

Mammon | Asmo | Mephistopheles | Thirteen

Holds it close to him and covers the top.

No one dares to come close to your drink if he's the one holding it.

Lucifer | Diavolo | Solomon

Too young to be near alcohol

Luke

Drinks it

Beel

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thatgayweep · 1 year

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Incorrect obey me quotes

⚠️kind of a lesson 16 spoiler on the 5th one⚠️

Asmo: Are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Belphie: I'm a knife.

MC: (from across the room): He’s the little spoon.

Simeon: Hello!!

Thirteen: Hihiiiiii!

Raphael: Greetings, Humans.

Solomon: Three kinds of people.

Beel: I want pudding.

Solomon: Four kinds of people.

Mammon: WHAT’S UP MOTHER F**KERS?

Solomon: Five kinds of people.

MC: Satan and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at me.

Lucifer: *Sighing* What did Satan do?

MC: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and-

Satan: Who wants a steering wheel?

Leviathan I bought a snake, what should I name him?

Lucifer: YOU DID WHAT?

Satan: William Shakespeare.

MC: Are we flirting?

Belphie: I’m literally choking you!?

MC: how romantic~

Belphie: 💢💢

Asmo: without ugly there would be no beauty in the world.

Mammon: makes sense

Asmo: thank you for your sacrifice Mammon.

Mammon: WHAT

MC: Barbtos and I don’t use pet names.

Diavolo: What do bees make?

MC: honey.

Barbatos: yes dear?

Diavolo: don’t ever lie to my face again

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stanmammon · 10 months

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How about 10 with Dia?

Diavolo:

10. A hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it.

“You have to go home now.”

“I have to go home now.”

There’s tension hanging in the air, highlighted by sadness and a touch of heartbreak. Your relationship with Diavolo had done nothing but evolve over the past year, your interest in the Devildom then extended to its future king in a very normal progression of events. You had found yourself eager to spend time with him whenever he had a free moment, and it seemed lately he had more and more; he told you not to worry about Barbatos scolding him for dashing out on work as he had done most important things that day, his bright smile and boisterous laugh enough to distract you from his butler’s wrath.

You hardly ever saw a frown on his face when you were together, used to him recalling happy memories he had both with the brothers and from his own time experiencing new things in his home world. Used to him making new happy memories with you as you explored the town together, or attended festivals arm-in-arm. You had been nervous at first about appearing with such an important person but being an exchange student made it seem almost natural that the prince himself would show you around, though you knew better than that. Diavolo always, always, appointed himself as your escort when he could, which was a rarity but it always seemed to happen on festivals that revolved around romance or good luck.

“If there’s another opening for a human to come back, please send the invite directly to me this time. I promise to respond in a timely manner,” Diavolo chuckled at your overly polite speech but it faded all too quickly.

“I’ll be sure to find any excuse I can to have you come back to me.”

Not to the Devildom.

To him.

You don’t miss his word choice but you don’t point it out either, the delicate balance of your relationship was on the line. For the future King to be speaking of such things would not be taken well, and he cared deeply about the safety of his people. Wedding a human partner was still not something the Celestial Realm would take lightly and as much as he yearned to publicly claim you, it would irresponsible to do so. In another life, in his dreams, he was allowed to be as frivolous as he liked, but for the time being he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

You can see that he’s overthinking again.

“I’ll be back.” You promised; it was a dangerous thing to make a promise to a demon, especially one as powerful as Diavolo, but you couldn’t think of a better thing to say. You fully intended to find your way back to him.

“I’ll look forward to it.”

And then you moved like you always did, without thinking, only passion coursing through your veins. His large hand cupping your cheek struck away any other thoughts you might’ve have, his lips on yours and claiming you as his own. You hoped no other man dared to even look at your mouth again lest they be struck down, as the future King of the Devildom had sealed your promise with a searing kiss. You were his.

You would come back to him, no matter the circumstances, almost as if you’d sold him your soul.

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misc-obeyme · 8 months

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Okay, Lesson 24. Honestly what do I even say about it other than the cliffhanger nearly took me out?

Fine, fine, spoilers below the cut, I'm gonna have to say something lol.

Okay this is a shortish one, but here I am!

I'm kind of glad they had Lucifer being the teacher in this lesson. Diavolo kind of made it sound like it's a temporary thing for right now before they officially start RAD, but like you can't tell me that guy is a student. I don't believe it!

The best part of that whole thing was Diavolo responding cheerfully to the brothers' complaints.

Also is this the first time that Lucifer does this with someone's name other than Mammon?!

I honestly can't remember. Lucifer you sound ridiculous lol.

Right, but anyway. I didn't write a post for the last lesson because I was out of time, sorry Mammon. But we got a pact with our boy and of course he was the first because it couldn't possibly be anybody else, right?

And now Asmo's acting up, which means we're not going in the OG order. I wonder if there's a reason for that or if it was just like... Mammon is first, Lucifer is last and we can mix everybody else up? 'Cause if Lucifer isn't last, I'll be surprised.

So uh... Solomon in this lesson, though... and then Barbatos shows up... and oh my gosh. The whole later part of this lesson was just me freaking out the whole time because I LOVE THEM so much.

Solomon being protective of MC despite being less powerful than normal? Barbatos just absolutely shutting everything down the second he gets there? Barbatos then telling Solomon how he's still upset with him? Both of them putting aside their issues for a minute to help MC find Little D No 5? MC being like nope you guys are intolerable, let's talk about this? THE CLIFFHANGER????

I was actually really surprised when Lucifer was like, go to Solomon! I was like hang on what? You want me to get Solomon? I don't understand. And then Lucifer was like y'know 'cause of his pact with Asmo! And then I was like ooooohhhh okay yeah that tracks.

And our boy Sol can sense MC's presence? Now I headcanon that he reads auras, too. Of course he can. Of course he does. I love him.

Oh nothing, just my true love serving all the sass.

This man. He has also said (in an event I believe it was or maybe a Devilgram?) that he wants MC to scold him. Like sir...

Anyway, due to the fact that there was so much of Solomon and Barbatos in this lesson, I very much enjoyed it. I also love Asmo, though I am concerned about his current state. I actually liked the WW conference call the others had, though. It's so sweet that Beel was watching over Asmo while he was sleeping. Precious babies!

BUT THAT CLIFFHANGER THO.

#how will I survive #a whole week #gotta distract myself by writing fanfics #good thing I still have prompts to work on sheesh #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me nightbringer lesson 24 #obey me spoilers #obey me nightbringer spoilers #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me asmodeus #obey me lucifer #misc lesson recap #misc rambles

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hyperfixat · 8 months

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AI LESS WHUMPTOBER DAY FIVE HOSTAGE + KIDNAPPING

support and engagement would really motivate me to help post and work on the rest of this stuff!

(@ailesswhumptober)

This isn’t a fleshed out work, but it’s enough that I still think it’s good enough to share. (If someone wants to use this as a prompt; feel free! Just credit my ao3 or tumblr.)

Diavolo is as good as the king in the Devildom. His fondness towards MC will not go unnoticed by his citizens, though many dare not say anything about the human he insists on flaunting around.

Maybe you were alone, in a rare moment when none of your demons were around, or maybe you and your demons were outnumbered en masse. Either way you got kidnapped (demonnapped, humannapped?) Like everything in life it’s political. -_-

Not every demon out there approves of Diavolo’s feelings towards you, to the exchange students in general. They want to keep the underworld ‘pure’ or whatnot, perhaps they also express distaste to the brothers perhaps?

Back to the topic at hand: you’ve been kidnapped. The kidnapper uses you/your life as political leverage to attempt to get Diavolo or the House of Lords to pass some law that limits the inter realm travels.

Maybe it was even the House of Lords that had you kidnapped and they think Diavolo would do a better job leading the realm without you around as a distraction…

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violetduchess · 1 year

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Imagine MC and Diavolo are in the human world and they're on their period.

You groaned as pain racked through your abdomen. Periods suck. Life sucks. Everything sucks. Your only saving grace was your incredibly sweet boyfriend who had offered to get you some chocolate per your request.

Of course you were worried sending him out by himself (and your sure Barbatos and Lucifer are going to kill you if they found out), but you couldn't get up, let alone go shopping so here you were waiting on Dia. Besides your bed was so comfy.

The front door creaked and footsteps led to the bedroom and in walked the demon prince. You smiled relieved to see him until you noticed the extra baggage in his hands.

"I thought chocolate wouldn’t be enough, so I got you a —"

"Is that a Louis Vuitton Purse and Gucci belt?”

"No?"

#shall we date diavolo #diavolo x reader #obey me diavolo #dialogue prompt #xreader #diavolo x mc

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3vocatio · 2 years

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5 beautiful things i associate with the obm cast

╰⊰ ⭒ LUCIFER ) ━ an overwhelming sense of confidence in your decisions and trusting yourself to be committed to the things you want to doㅤ⭒ㅤthe hours between 1am-4am in tranquil silence, when the world is asleep and there are no demands or expectations to be metㅤ⭒ㅤlistening to an old vinyl record and hearing the gentle cracks and scratchesㅤ⭒ㅤthe feeling of safety that rushes over you when you thought you'd lost something important, but it turns out it was hiding in plain sight and you found itㅤ⭒ㅤplaying an instrument after leaving it untouched for a very long time; it's out of tune and lightly blanketed in dust

╰⊰ ⭒ MAMMON ) ━ driving home really late at night in the summer with the windows down and the warm, dark, and heavy summer air twirling your hair while you listen to your favorite song way louder than you should be, so loud you can feel the bass rattle your bones and your heart flutter as if it's no longer sure what rhythm to followㅤ⭒ㅤfinding money in your pocket that you've already forgotten aboutㅤ⭒ㅤthe happy face on a dog after their long walk. it can be your own or someone else's - either way, you see the happiness in their eyes and the almost-grin on their faceㅤ⭒ㅤthe tacky, glossy environment of being in a diner at night— checkered floors, neon lights, a bunch of weird photos and pieces of art hanging up on the wallsㅤ⭒ㅤwhen you and your friends are laughing so hard that it hurts to breathe and you laugh about it for a long time after

╰⊰ ⭒ LEVIATHAN ) ━ receiving unexpected praise from a person who rarely praises anyoneㅤ⭒ㅤexpecting a conversation with someone to go horribly, only to be pleasantly surprised when it doesn'tㅤ⭒ㅤvisiting old websites or old games that you used to visit everyday a very long time ago, seeing how everything changed and seeing all the new updatesㅤ⭒ㅤhearing a musician mess up when playing a song live, and remembering that even the most skillful artists still make mistakes as much as everyone elseㅤ⭒ㅤthe fond lilt of someone's voice when talking about their favourite thing & feeling the giddiness, the happiness, the certainty, of platonic love for them

╰⊰ ⭒ SATAN ) ━ the well loved pages and familiar words of your favorite book, as they intertwine with the drumming of the rain against the windowㅤ⭒ㅤpassages in books that feel so perfect and concrete, the authors ability with words is almost too good to be comprehensibleㅤ⭒ㅤthose large, overhanging trees with sprawling roots that you love to curl up againstㅤ⭒ㅤmaking eye-contact with a wild animal, and having an unconscious mutual agreement before they turn away and leaveㅤ⭒ㅤthe sound of outside far from large groups of people that you can never quite replicate when you’re inside, and there’s something subtle and unobtrusive about the way the world sounds as it’s going on around you, and not as distracting as many noises are━it’s a low hum of reminders that others are moving, laughing, working, living all around you, and knowing that you too, belong after years of self-doubt

╰⊰ ⭒ ASMODEUS ) ━ staring at yourself the mirror after having cried your heart out, realizing that one day you will be at peaceㅤ⭒ㅤslipping into a scalding hot bath and letting the prickly feeling of heat fade into a warmth that slowly seeps its way into your bones, and letting the dirt and grime soak away until you feel fresh, and new, and warmㅤ⭒ㅤdried flowers that maintain their beautyㅤ⭒ㅤwatching someone quickly fix their hair or their clothes in the mirror; getting a truly candid view of them, and being able to appreciate all of their raw beautyㅤ⭒ㅤsoft, loving glances you see when you catch someone off guard; they're directed at you, yet the acknowledgement of this makes the other blush

╰⊰ ⭒ BEELZEBUB ) ━ a bowl of grapes dwindling by the minuteㅤ⭒ㅤbeing given a family friend's recipe that had never been written down before, everㅤ⭒ㅤthe tender ache when you press against bruises and knowing that you are beautiful regardlessㅤ⭒ㅤbeing reminded of your own growth as you take a look at the grass you're comfortably laying on, green and vibrant growing up around you as you listen to the soft buzzing of bees pollinating the wildflowersㅤ⭒ㅤfeeling yourself stretching and holding yourself a little taller this time a year like you too, are a sunflower wanting more of the sunlight you've been waiting so long to have touch you again

╰⊰ ⭒ BELPHEGOR ) ━ fingers wrapped around the edge of a porcelain sinkㅤ⭒ㅤgoing outside on a clear night and witnessing the cold majesty of the stars; losing yourself in the deepest reaches of the universe, and fantasizing for hours about what could actually be out thereㅤ⭒ㅤa dream which is unexpected, yet pleasant ⭒ catching fireflies, and their release to freedomㅤ⭒ㅤwaking up warm, toasty, and well rested in the early morning and lying in a half-awake blanket-softened world, secure in the knowledge that nothing needs to be done that day, and feeling excited by everything the day could become

╰⊰ ⭒ DIAVOLO ) ━ the aroma of the spice cabinetㅤ⭒ㅤchildish activities that are incredibly fun and nostalgic to do with friends when you're no longer a 'child'ㅤ⭒ㅤlooking back through an old calendar you used to have up and remembering seeing those pictures during different pivotal points in your life throughout that yearㅤ⭒ㅤflipping through old photo albums; seeing faces you haven't seen nor thought about in years, pondering over good memoriesㅤ⭒ㅤthe soft and easy quiet that fills silences between old friends when everything has been said doing

╰⊰ ⭒ BARBATOS ) ━ the gentle fall of the waltzing snow accompanied by the soft sound of wind-chimes in the winter breezeㅤ⭒ㅤthe deafening quiet that you can only hear far away from cities and roads, in the midst of untouched wildernessㅤ⭒ㅤlong, serene walks in the forest filled with dark silhouettes of evergreen trees framing a dark, seemingly endless star speckled sky, the occassional cicada singing a song only for youㅤ⭒ㅤtalking to someone you haven't spoken to in a while and realizing your connection still hasn't been broken by timeㅤ⭒ㅤrejecting the need for perfection and settling on the comfort of just being alongside an unexpected, yet endearingly welcomed, friend

╰⊰ ⭒ LUKE ) ━ swinging on perfect, worn down swings so they’re comfortable and not new and stiffㅤ⭒ㅤwatching the little bugs fly around in the orange glow of the sunset on a warm summer afternoonㅤ⭒ㅤevery flutter of a breeze threatening to topple a small, swaying creature, though it bobs back up just at the last minuteㅤ⭒ㅤdaisies carefully woven together by loving hands to create a crown fit for a fairy princeㅤ⭒ㅤhugging someone for the first time, relieved that you feel secure in their embrace

╰⊰ ⭒ SIMEON ) ━ breathing gently on the wind & imagining that it's kissing you backㅤ⭒ㅤthe swirls and loops of cursive calligraphyㅤ⭒ㅤreading something that's so beautifully written, you feel like every word that spilled out of the writer's mind was utterly meant to be; it's like they wrote it just for youㅤ⭒ㅤrealizing that you've known someone so long that you've watched them grow upㅤ⭒ㅤfeeling at home in your own skin, at ease with your thoughts and emotions and in tune with your identity, and recognizing yourself when you look into the mirror because the version of yourself you present to the world is the same version of yourself that exists inside your head

╰⊰ ⭒ SOLOMON ) ━ the early morning, when the sun starts to rise and the sky starts to lighten, but stars still shine and the air still holds the chill of the nightㅤ⭒ㅤa child curious of how the world works and its wonders, instead of being interested in its man-made institutionsㅤ⭒ㅤteaching someone something they did not know before (whether intentional or not)ㅤ⭒ㅤanecdotes about regular life from the past; not just all those generic historical accounts about political shifts and conquerors taking this and that country, but the small moments in betweenㅤ⭒ㅤstanding by the seashore at sunset, feeling the waves lap around your ankles and wind run through your hair, inhaling the salty air

╰⊰ ⭒ RAPHAEL) ━ stained glass painting light in jewel tones, deep reds and rich greens caressing your face as you step into the foyerㅤ⭒ㅤthe still moment at the top of a mountain where cliff meets skyㅤ⭒ㅤa derelict building dressed in faded graffiti from a time of war, its walls crumbling and choking under an onslaught of flora and faunaㅤ⭒ㅤbird songs calling out from various trees to one another, wondering if their calls are a simple i’m here, i’m here, i’m here, asking to be heard, waiting for an answer; feeling as though you and the birds aren't so different after allㅤ⭒ㅤcarefully sewing patches onto the holes of your loved ones' clothing, finding yourself smiling when you hear their playful laughs as they splash by the riverside with the low buzz of summer

╰⊰ ⭒ THIRTEEN ) ━ fresh citrus lingering in the airㅤ⭒ㅤquiet, dark caves with a glimmer in it's depths from the deep tidal pools belowㅤ⭒ㅤfeeling a cold breeze of air hit you when you're outdoors and your hair covers your eyesㅤ⭒ㅤhow a candle's flames follow your every move and your eyes becoming gritty once you have stared into that same flame for far too longㅤ⭒ㅤvoice cracks in songs, the same kind that makes you feel as though your jittering hands can make something pliable, something meaningful

╰⊰ ⭒ MEPHISTOPHELES ) ━ voicing an opinion and finding out that others agree with your perspectiveㅤ⭒ㅤwhen someone puts genuine effort and thought into having a meaningful and introspective conversation with youㅤ⭒ㅤa hearty bite of a crisp, yet soft baguette you ordered at the café on your much needed breakㅤ⭒ㅤthe smell of cologne on warm skin, but it has since been muted after being out for so longㅤ⭒ㅤa large garden with a long stretch of freshly cut grass coming a long way in with rose bushes lining the front iron gates several metres away from a winding country road

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2smolbeans · 11 months

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You made a deal with the devil.

Yandere Diavolo x Celebrity Mc!

Synposis:

Diavolo hadn't been summoned by any human for any contracts for centuries. Diavolo, finally unbothered by the occult and humans on earth, continued to rule Devildom with an iron fist. That was until one day, a peculiar human decided to use a forbidden spell to sumon the prince of hell..

A/N: This will be edited later, so if some sentences or words don't make sense- that's why!

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Diavolo wasn't surprised when you had summoned him. If anything, it was the typical drill to him. Typical human, desperate for power to the point of insanity- setting up those nostalgic marks of hell and a virgin sacrifice for him, chanting and screaming those ancient forbidden words like a hypnotizing song, calling onto him to fulfill whatever wish they may have.

When he appeared in front of you, he could feel a smirk spread across his face- his fangs beeming back at you with excitement. It had been so long since someone had summoned him onto earth that he couldn't hide his enthusiasm.

You were just like the others, disheveled, and already demanding for your wish without even pouring him a drink or greeting him! It was quite disrespectful on your end, I mean back then when humans summoned him, they always gave him the upmost respect- even kissed at his feet!

I guess modern-day humans were naive or had forgotten how interacting with the supernatural worked..

But regardless, he listened to your words, watching you closely as he could tell that your aggressive and strict appearance was only a mask to hide your utter horror. Letting out a chuckle, he couldn't help but lose composure as you exposed the reason for his summoning.

You wanted to be famous. Oh this was rich! You- a puny human who had kidnapped another innocent person, put them through abuse beyond human comprehension with ritualistic intent, sacrificed your body and soul- just to be some silly pop star?!

Sure, this wasn't the first time he had been summoned by a human to make a contract for fame in exchange for their soul. But Diavolo was still shocked, and even a bit insulted, that you - a simple boring human had managed to find this specific calling to summon him on earth, not even wishing for power, money, strength, control- but instead to be some popular singer!

Diavolo thought the books of the old ways had been burned and banished the spell itself! For crying out loud, he was the devil himself! Why and how would you dare try to contact him just for that small reason!? He thought that after a few centuries, humans would've learned something about consequences and self benefit? But looking at you, ready to give it all, he shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes as he apparently had his answer.

Letting out a small chuckle, Diavolo spoke to you like a child as he saw your quivering form.

"So, this is what you want? I hope you're aware that once you make this official, there's no changing or turning back your wish."

You shake your head, not speaking a word as he extends his hand out for you to shake.

The faint whispers and warnings of the previous lost souls that swirled and danced around Diavolo's figure, screaming at you not to shake his hand. But regardless, you shook the devil's hand.

You let out a scream as you felt the sharp stabbing burning sensation wave over your body. Crying and nearly passing out as you felt a foreign sensation and lightness leave your body. You were certain it had to be a part of your soul, since by the end of the binding, in the palm of his hand seemed to be a soft pure glow trying to escape from his grasp- only to be trapped and merged into his palm.

"Now, darling..I wish you the best in your life, and I hope your satisfied with your dreams."

You, who had fallen to the floor after giving a part of your soul to your now new contractor, tried to steady yourself to stand up. It took all of your strength just to get on your two legs while your body felt alienated from itself.

Wobbling away to return where you had came from, Diavolo began to speak once again.

"Oh, and before you go my little hummingbird, remember this - when the time comes, I will come and get you. Understood?"

Too weak to speak, you only looked into his eyes, which satisfied him enough. Snapping his fingers, Diavolo disappeared like nothing had ever happened. The body, the symbols, everything was gone from the scene, and soon, so were you.

Months had passed ever since that incident and Diavolo's blessings began to come into fruition. It felt like a flash- and there before you knew it- you had a manager, power, and luxuries that few could ever have.

The contract that you had with Diavolo was like a forgotten dream. Your singing career high up in the sky as everyone knew who you were. You relished in it, you bathed in their love, the admiration- it was all you ever wanted- it's why you even started your idol career in the first place.

As years passed by, you were finally retired as your contract with your manager had ended. Still, you had fans who adored and loved you, making online edits, fanart, and the whatnot, admiring your music and 'God-given' talent. All was seeming well for you on the outside, but inside, every time you tried to get some shut eye, your head would be invaded with terrors and lucid hallucinations that always ended with a painful withdrawal.

Unbeknownst to you, Diavolo had a close eye on you throughout the years. You, the first human who had dared to contact him after hundreds of years, making the same old 'celebrity' contract, had him curious.

Diavolo found it adorable really, your intentions of fame were so innocent and pure, but the actions you did to gain your success were far from it.

He was amused how you'd forgotten him. Most of the celebrities and humans he had helped had always remembered him - even paid him a symbolic tribute to their success! But you had forgotten him. Completely.

It made him raise an eyebrow as he watched you with conflicted emotions. He didn't know if he should've been insulted that you forgot him or if he was deeply invested in your every move because of it.

Either way, he had his full attention on you. You could say he's your number one fan!

Though the more time flew, Diavolo grew more obsessive towards you - watching you with hidden eyes with how you flourished in the life he gave you.

He gave you this, you came to him desperate, and yet..You don't even dare mention him once or give him an ounce of gratitude.

At this point, he could've cared less about the contract or promise he made to you. Sure, he wasn't supposed to see you until the day came to collect your body and the other half of your soul, but seeing you so happy...So full of yourself, it had driven him mad.

Espically when you wrapped your arms around some stranger who could care less about you, giving them paterage to your success and happiness. So, for now, he began to visit your dreams - scolding you and belittling your very existence.

Though something about visiting and tormenting you in your sleep began to brew another emotion inside him. Those moments when he talked with you, it became special to him, even if in those dreams you were trying to wake up and escape his grasp.

You were so annoyingly adorable. You, a small little human, somehow got him all worked up. He was the ruler of hell, the most feared by all - he could've chosen any better being to fixate on - but you somehow managed to put him on a leash and drag him along.

Your song, enthusiasm, your desire for love and attention. It was fucking with his head. You were like a small hamster to him, so tiny, so easy to crush- yet so..Lovable.

He'd wondered how you'd react if he took you under his lovely castle if he had showered you daily with the attention you craved so badly. Would you worship him and kiss every part of his body? Would you smile at him and hold him tight? Would Diavolo finally have a loving partner alongside him?

I mean, it could be possible.. If the lower demons of hell could have happy familes and spouses of their own, how could the king of hell not have one as well? Just the thought of it - of you and him - made his head spin even more.

"Do you remember me? Darling, my little singing bird.. Please tell me you at least know what I look like!"

Diavolo isn't the type to usually want any romantic relationship with anyone, and he's unsure if he wants that with you.

It's conflicting, really.

All he knows is that he wants you by his side. To hold you, crush you, make you weak onto his knees, look at him with those eyes of yours, to break you down and to make you worship him.

Diavolo laughed, stroking your hair as you sat in his lap in the world your mind had drawn. You pursed your lips, not knowing what to say as Diavolo continued talking.

"You know, before I absolutely wanted to tear you limb to limb for hurting my feelings..But I've realised, you humans are so..How do I put it.."

Diavolo stopped for a moment, your hair intertwined with his fingers.

"Very forgetful? No..That's not it..But either or, I realised I couldn't be mad at a small creature such as yourself for much longer!"

Diavolo cheeringly spoke, his voice booming loudly.

"Anyways, I'm sure things have been good for you. I know they have been, I made sure of it, I created your little singing career afterall!"

Still, in his lap, you were quiet - trying to examine his features. Your mind refused to show his features as he only appeared to you as a blur of colors.

"You know.. I've been wanting to talk again face to face like before... I think it's about time I see you again! How does that sound?"

"Maybe if you saw me again, you'd remember everything, right?"

It wasn't like you had a choice either way since moments after you had awoken from your sleep, Diavolo was standing there in all his glory. Smiling ear to ear as the large mass of his dark wings had encapsulated you in the room with little no escape.

"Hello there love, remember me? Oh... Haha! This reminds me of when we first met! When you were so plain, so pathetic. So..Needy of my help."

"But now look at you! Because of me, you're all prettied up - better than before!"

"I've helped you, given you everything you've ever needed. Yet.."

Diavolo paused, the room growing darker as his voice only shined brighter than before. Your eyes widened as the memories began to greet you like an old forgotten friend.

"I never once got a thank you from you. Now isn't that unfair to your number one fan?"

Diavolo pouted playfully, his head drooping down - imitating a dog while his demonic presence began to suffocate you slowly.

"After everything, the horrendous crimes you've committed in my name.. For someone so dedicated to me, only to ditch me.."

You could feel those clawed talons reach out to you, barely moments away from grazing your skin.

"I hate it, you know? I'm not usually like this.."

"All I want is for you to worship me, just like how they worship you..."

Diavolo only sighed as his eyes bore into yours, lulling you into a dark abyss.

"That's not so hard to ask for, right? I know it wasn't part of the contract..But I think I’ve undervalued the price for my help"

Now his clawed hands were gripping onto your jawline, your face now forced look at him and him alone. His hot breath fanning against your lips as little by little, you were now pressed against his chest. Your eyes widened as Diavolo kissed the side of your neck, the absolute delight in his voice loud and clear.

"I think it's time I collected my end of the contract"

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#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #obey me #yandere prompt #yandere obey me #gender neutral reader #yandere diavolo #yandere diavolo x reader #yandere diavolo obeyme #yandere obeyme x reader #obey me yandere #finally back from a writing breakkkk!!#still getting used to tumblr formatting lol #i know i was supposed to grand admiral Levi first buttttt i couldn’t help it lol #still writing the other stuff--

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Obey Me! Prompt: Freckles

The headcanon: Living in the sunless Demon Realm, demons don’t naturally have freckles. They might have spots and stripes and tattoos and makeup and other demonic features, but most are unfamiliar with how sun exposure is actually the cause of skin freckling for humans and angels.

The boys might have seen freckles on prior exchange students from the Human Realm, but MC is the first one they’ve really cared to notice them on. And they’re fading.

Featuring Lucifer, Mammon, Asmo, Satan, Diavolo & Gender Neutral MC.

Rating: G Warnings: None

My headcanon collection

Lucifer:

Since day one of their arrival, Lucifer has kept tabs on the health of MC. However, he doesn’t intervene unless he believes that MC may be ill or in the way of harm.

MC’s been getting paler over the last couple of months and it has not escaped his notice.

He begins taking careful note of whether MC is getting enough vitamin D in their diet, going so far as to ensure that shared meals at the House of Lamentation are full of the nutrients their human needs to remain healthy. If MC seems down or out of it, they’ll promptly find themselves whisked off to get a prescription for vitamin supplements to make up for any deficiencies they might have from now living in the Demon Realm.

He remembers the adjustments he and his brothers had to go through after they fell. For most of them, it meant changing their diets, though Asmo in particular despaired over the loss of the spattering of freckles over across his nose and cheeks as he feared his beauty was fading.

It might not bring their freckles back, but he’ll be damned if MC becomes unhealthy on his watch.

Luke is also looking a bit more pallid these days.

He might have mentioned something to Lord Diavolo about MC and the angels looking overly pale these days due to the lack of sufficient sun exposure they’d normally have in their own realms. It was only coincidence that a trip was soon planned to spend some time in the sun at Lord Diavolo’s private island.

He might not say anything, but seeing MC happy and healthy is a source of Pride for him. He’ll admire from afar if they manage to get MC’s freckles back.

Mammon:

“Yo, human! Where’d all ya spots go?”

It took him a while to figure out what was changing, but being in charge of their human means he needs to notice these things!

He freaks out at first thinking it means that MC is getting sick. Even after explaining it to him, he’s a bit skeptical that it doesn’t mean that MC is unwell. He knew that humans could have spots cuz he’s seen them during his time in the Human Realm,but he never knew it was because of the sun. Now that he thinks about it now, though, it makes sense with the changes some of the brothers went through after the Fall. And the little pipsqueak angel also seems to be significantly more pale.

He internalizes this for too long before finally mentioning something to Lucifer. “Hey, maybe a trip out to that island would do them some good, yeah?”

Lucifer shot down a trip to the Human Realm just to go to the beach…but he’d see about organising a group trip to the Demon Lord’s private beach.

Asmo:

“Oh, darling, you’re looking so pale these days! Are you feeling alright??”

Asmo’s one of the first to notice the sun-kissed color of MC’s cheeks and freckles fading the longer they’re in the Demon Realm.

It reminds him of part of his own transition after the Fall.

He drags MC to his room whenever he can to make sure that they’re keeping up an acceptable skincare routine.

There’s a specialty spa he loves to go to because it has tanning booths. While normally scarce in the Demon Realm, they are popular in areas where Human Realm spa services and aesthetics are more on trend. He uses them to get just the right amount of sun-kissed glow and dainty flecks back to his skin.

He’ll suggest they go there sometime and might drop a hint that they even have tanning there, though he’d never pressure MC into using them.

If MC likes the suggestion, Asmo will want them both to make a routine of going together.

He’ll be overjoyed when MC’s cute freckles start making a return.

Asmo is one of the first to jump onboard for plans to go out to Lord Diavolo’s private island. He’ll never miss a good opportunity to get in some sunbathing (and pictures of him sunbathing for his Devilgram). He’s one of the ones sure to remember sunscreen and insist on lathering up MC - it’s not sexy to get all red and burned from too much sun!

If MC is involved with Asmo, he’ll lay sweet kisses all over them for each freckle.

Satan:

It was less that he noticed and more just that he’s aware that it’s something that happens with many humans and angels when they spend significant amounts of time staying in the Demon Realm.

Being born to the darkness of the Demon Realm, however, he did not realise the cause of the change being connected to the sun - or lack thereof.

“Ah, that’s…intriguing. I’ve never come across such a thing discussed in any of the books I’ve read about human anatomy. Is it painful to lose them?”

He scours books on skincare for humans and reads up on the effects of too much and too little sun exposure. There sadly isn’t a whole lot written on this in the Demon Realm, yet.

Satan is the one that suggests that MC maybe should be seeing a doctor regularly during their stay to ensure that their health is being properly looked after. After all, the human health books advise that routine bloodwork can signal of issues developing long before outward appearances may reflect a problem.

If MC doesn’t care of their freckles fading, then he doesn’t care, either, though the little spots remind him of the spots that some cats have. They're cute.

Diavolo:

Is genuinely very concerned when he notices MC’s “spots” fading away.

They’re the first human exchange student that he’s become close enough with to notice such a thing happening.

He knows that many humans can have all kinds of spots; some many, some few; some dark, some light.

But he didn’t know they could start fading away.

Does it mean their precious exchange student is ill??

He asks Barbatos to assist him in finding books that might provide the answer, but they don’t have much luck. It seems to be a phenomenon little reported on within the Demon Realm.

He isn’t sure how to approach it, so is just blunt about it one day when he and MC are enjoying some private time together, “I don’t mean to alarm you, MC…but I noticed that your spots don’t appear to be quite as plentiful as when you first arrived here. Have you been feeling well?”

Is relieved when he’s told that it’s a normal thing to occur due to the lack of sunlight that the Demon Realm has, but is equally upset that he’s inadvertently been the cause of this. The health of his exchange student is one of his highest priorities while they are under his care.

Even if MC is getting sufficient nutrients from their diet, Diavolo is skeptical that their freckles fading isn’t inherently a sign of bad health. He tells Lucifer that they’ll all vacation at his island over Spring Break.

Is disappointed that a few days in the sun won’t be enough to ensure that MC’s freckles will come back and not fade again. So that just means they’ll have to plan more sunny trips!

Maybe he should make a mini sun for MC.

Is skeptical that tanning beds are sufficient for the same desired effect but will confer with Asmo to find the best and safest options to explore with MC.

MC’s spots are one of his favorite features if they’re involved with the Prince. They’re one of the cute unique things that humans can have. They might be from the sun but they’re like having a face and body full of stars like the night sky. He could spend hours lying together with MC and gently tracing them.

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#obey me #obey me prompts #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me satan #obey me diavolo #Complementary HC: maybe angels also don't get them and the boys freak out from gaining freckles for the first time #mrfancyfoot #community magic #obey me gender neutral mc

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cookierin-simp · 1 year

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TWO TREATIES! - A DIRTY FANFICTION OF OBEY ME

In which: it's not cheating if they liked it, right?

Pairing: Lucifer X fem reader X Diavolo

Warning include : cheating, dirty talk, sex, sex and sex

a/n :... hi. Just hi. And enjoy.

=please expect grammatical error and wrong use of words because English is my second language

Diavolo appears in Part 2, if people still wanted this to be continued though

"And with my toast, let the celebration begin!"

Diavolo's enthusiasm cheered the masquerade guests. The spacious ballroom was covered in glitter and gold, decorations of such demands of money topping the exquisite interiors of the castle. Lord Diavolo's possession has never dulled the eyes of the devils, humans and even angels. For a guy who always expects perfection around him and, in addition people's pleasure, the next king of Devildom had his way of spending his unlimited fortune.

As Diavolo's speech was over, devil aristocrats greeted the red-haired prince individually. Diavolo's charm permanently blinds humanity. Be them possessed the rock of a heart; your husband's talent to make people stay is outstanding. Your dress tonight matched his taste of him too. The elegant evening dress was covered with a translucent twinkling veil, which made it look like the stars followed your every move. Of course, the attire was red. You need to match Diavolo's aesthetic as his loyal wife.

"Prince Diavolo, it is such an honour to be here," a guy you never cared about grinned widely at Diavolo as your husband reciprocated. The handshake was short-lived as the guy shifted his eyes to you. "What a lovely wife, such a fit for the Queen of Devildom title… soon" he let go of Diavolo's palm and offered you his.

"That's such an exaggerated compliment; I am as ordinary as a human could be," you humbled, precisely aimed for the guy's hand for the formal handshake. "I see that you have excellent taste when it comes to humans, my Lord?" the guy teased, wishing his jokes were original for Diavolo to hear. Yet to unveil the truth, he heard it way too many times. "It seems that I can't find the right devil for me" your husband's answer never surprised you. It has always been the same answer to the same questions.

The lads laughed while you stayed silent and obeyed the principle of being a princess of hell. "Listen, Prince Diavolo…" The guy shifted his emotions as he went serious. His hand landed on Diavolo's spine as he led your husband away from you. Maybe another business matters? You sighed. Lately, Diavolo had been so busy that you could only hold his hand at the business party.

After long arching your back, you finally sighed and rested your position to achieve the best posture. Even after being Diavolo's wife, you still feel lost and pure out of the world without your husband—such innocent emotions inside the world where evil was a trait.

But even with the absence of the Lord, the crowd still swarmed you, leaving no gaps for breathing.

"Princess y/n?, I wanted to introduce you to…."

"Oh, Princess y/n, can we ask you a few questions…?"

"Princess y/n, if you could pursue the Prince to agree on my project…."

Each business succubus and incubus request blurs your vision. With their evil stare and the sinful thoughts of corruption in their wicked mind, you needed to be cautious. One may use their power on you to blind your husband's eye. Still, if they believe their chances to manipulate you are high, they are all childish. You are the future queen of Devildom; of course, you're no ordinary human.

But when Diavolo stepped out from your range, you had to admit; this was all intimidating… you still need guidance.

Your forehead was sweating from anxiety; you started to fight for the front line to express their wishes to you, hoping you could talk it out with Diavolo. The smell of various cologne stabbed your nostril, which wasn't pleasant. These demons must have had demonus repeatedly until the alcohol stained their scent. You eyed the private room, a perfect getaway from this overwhelming, unnecessary interview.

"Sorry, I need to go elsewhere," you politely excused yourself; your dress almost ripped when their feet blocked your path, making you step on your clothing.

"I believe I can put you in the castle's dungeon. Prithee, move" the tone was just the same as Diavolo’s when he was demanding, making them go silent as the pathway was more apparent than before. Diavolo's habit has rubbed off on you, the need for luxuries, the fraudulent enthusiasm; almost half of his soul was already inside yours.

With the sound of your heels, which was loud yet sunken into the noises of guests and orchestra, your steps reached the door's entrance as you opened it. A private room with a double king-sized bed, a large mirror handmade by Devildom's best woodcraft, and a fireplace greeted your eyes. It was a dumb thing to not stay here, away from the eyes of the public… away from the struggles of being flawless as Diavolo's partner.

As you entered, your first instinct was to sit on the bed and bury your ashamed face in your quivering palm. Your soft skin felt stiff, and the crackling fire did not help warm this chamber's chill. You were so caught up with the emotions as they ate you. The restless struggle to always be a fit for Diavolo drained you out. The paparazzi always had their eyes on you, especially knowing that any headlines that started with your name were a hot topic.

As you were drowning in the ocean of your tears, you didn't realise a man had already come in; ever so stealthy, he locked the door as he leaned against it.

"Enjoying the time?"

You abruptly looked at the source of the tone, figuring out how he managed to come inside.

Still leaning, he grinned. "You forgot to lock the door," as if he could read you like an open book, your face telling him your confusion.

"I know," you said, trying to mask the embarrassment that you are in such a depressed state and forgot to lock the door. The guy raised his eyebrow, knowing you lied.

"What do you want, Lucifer?" you finally gathered the courage to mutter his name.

"I've warned you, y/n," the demon said, still putting his weight against the door. His arms were crossed, and his look was serious. It wasn't the type of seriousness that Lucifer always displayed when dealing with Belphegor's trick or when Devildom's crime rate was at its highest, and he was doing his best to lower the graph chart.

Instead, it was a look of pure concern that didn't require him to move his eyebrows to show it. If you had known Lucifer long enough, that 'poker face' he offered wasn't poker. The sadness was written all over his diamond eyes. His pale skin was paler than ever, and his lips were raging for moisturiser. Lucifer was hopeless, and it wasn't even his problem.

"Yeah, and you warn me for nothing," you said, finally breaking the eye contact. "I'm excellent… I was just… tired" you tuck your hair at the left side of your ears; the jewellery that hung off your earlobe was red-hued, paired with a few tiny emeralds around the gemstone. That was an expensive one. One thing people should know about being Diavolo's partner is he turns his favourite people into a jewellery display. The proof goes to you; the earring was just half a drop of your accessories possession.

"Lie all you want, y/n. I can read you like a magazine" Lucifer boasted his ability. You stood up from the side of the bed as your eyes looked at him with much hatred. Your eyes may not be red like his, but he knew you were mad, even without that bloody colour.

"Don't talk to me like you fucking know everything," you gritted your teeth, warning him that you can be unpredictable if you want, far from his annoying eyes, which can see right through you.

"I don't know everything in this world, y/n," he replied calmly despite you starting to show hostility. "Yet I am confident I knew you better than your husband."

It took him two sentences to pushed you over the edge. Your feet stepped closer to him, leaving only an inch of gap between the two of you. You lift your face up to threaten his eyes while Lucifer didn't move his head downward, even the slightest. His irises did most of the work. That egotistical look was his signature expression.

"Take that back," your voice lowered its tone. You were serious.

"I'll take that back once you proved that I was wrong," Lucifer challenged you, knowing damn well he had already won.

Everything was too intense in the room; even watching Lucifer's pretty face seemed wrong. The history between you two before Diavolo marked you as his was fiery. The playful teases, the sinful desires even at the dining table, and those acts of service between each other like a married couple. Recently, as a wife of Diavolo, you thought to yourself. Was it your fault for taking Lucifer's action so lightly? Or was it Lucifer's fault for never confessing?

You turn around, only showing your back to Lucifer instead of your already teary eyes. It takes everything in you to not let a sigh escape your mouth and to not show any distress in front of Lucifer, but this firstborn demon always knows what happened.

"Y/n…" you feel his hand wrap around your waist and his chest touching your nape. Lucifer was tall for a demon; imagine if he ever stepped into the human world with this height. He tends to shrink his size whenever he visits your world, trying to blend in at the average height of a human.

Lucifer didn't say a thing as he took a whiff of your hair. "Your smell never changed, my love," his whisper was vehement and almost made you melt with the combination of his touch plus his hot breath. He lowered his face to your neck. Lucifer always loved to tease, so he didn't suck it right away; instead, he let his pink lips brush your skin, making you gasp.

"Lucifer… we can't" your angel side knows this is wrong. Your oath to be a loyal partner for your husband will soon break if your past lover keeps doing this. "We need to st.."

Lucifer sucked in the skin of your neck, making you moan instead of finishing the words. His hands were getting naughtier as both left your wrist and slid upwards to your breast.

"Oh my god," you whispered as a reply to his sultry actions. Lucifer's hand groped your breast, teasing the hardened bud with your clothes protecting it. The room suddenly felt hot, and not because of the fireplace.

"y/n, the safeword, do you still remember?" Lucifer asked as he was done creating hickeys at your neck.

"red.." your breath still scattered, poorly patterned.

"If you tell me to stop, I won't" the demon squeezed your boobs; in a way, the pain wasn't torture yet a pleasure. "say red, " I'll go."

"but -" you were about to go on a debate, but Lucifer forced your body to face him. It was clear that Lucifer was drunk, not by the taste of demonus, but by the rum of your skin. "Weird, did you rub alcohol to your neck?" he playfully asked. Your face flushed red, and a hot sensation from your cheek went up to your ears.

"Lucifer, we need to stop…." you begged again as he pulled you in for a kiss. It was a passionate one, a starter for another tongue-twisted lovemaking. Even half of your soul was telling you this was wrong; still, your mouth reciprocated his soft kiss until you gaped at your lips, wishing you could feel how his tongue wrestled with yours.

"Mmm," you can feel Lucifer smirking as your body language never lies. He slid his tongue inside your mouth, completely dominating the kiss; the passionate kiss turned rough as Lucifer unbuttoned his attire, leaving his abdomen naked, knowing how longed you were for his body. The spit dribbled from your mouth as you tried to keep up with Lucifer's eager lips.

Before pulling out the kiss, Lucifer licked most of the spit at your mouth. Your eyes were half-lidded, and the breathing pattern was a mess. Lucifer looked at the aftereffect of his kiss towards you as he grinned slightly. "It looked like you haven't been doing this for so long…. When was the last time Diavolo tongue kissed you?" he chuckled.

"Stop…" you muttered; the word was a lie, but you felt you needed to say it. If you didn't, you would feel so guilty. Yet, when Lucifer kissed you, the image of Diavolo never came through your head, as if your instinct telling you this was right and a little cheating wouldn't hurt anyone… as long as it was a secret.

"Say red, y/n. I will immediately stop and leave this room," Lucifer explained again. He did not strike any kisses now; he was just waiting for you to say the safe word. His hand stayed still at your waist, never trying to go for your curves. You know he was trying to make your mind decide whether to leave or to enjoy.

But the moment Lucifer was silent, you were also…. Silent. You were supposed to say red since you wanted to stop. But you just… can't. You don't want this to end after getting all hot and bothered by Lucifer's kiss.

Lucifer's eyebrows were raised. You didn't say red, and that fact made him smile cheekily.

"I knew it; you want me", he whispered as his hand finally slipped to your butt and squeezed it. Lucifer has a fixation with boobs and butt… He worshipped it; he marked it, especially yours.

"On your knees, darling. You know what pleased me.." a moan escaped his mouth as he saw you obey his word. You fell onto your knees and looked at him the way you did every time you followed him, except if Lucifer blindfolded you.

His hand rested on your head, ruining your perfect hairstyle. It didn't matter to Lucifer; he always loved it when you looked like a mess from his touch. He bit his lips as your eyes locked, but your hand travelled from his thigh to his bulge. It's like you have known his body so well that you can make him cum by touching a specific part of his body without looking at it.

Though Lucifer was throbbing down his cock, you, for a fact, were drooling for that. Your heart beat faster than usual; even touching Diavolo's chest never drove you crazy like this. Your eyes shifted to the devil's clothed dick, the big bulge clearly visible through his pants. You recalled the last time you had it inside your mouth. Slowly, your hand unfastened his belt as you unzipped his pants.

"Fuck", you cursed incoherently, making sure Lucifer didn't hear you. Yet, with the silence in this room, even the sound of throbbing at your pussy was clear to Lucifer. He chuckled, patting you on the head. "Atta girl, look at this dick like you have never seen anyone as big as me", he praised. His hand lingered from the top of your head to the back of it. "Beg for my cock like the good girl you are", his voice mixed with a moan and the stern tone of demand.

You were sort of getting high through Lucifer's sinful command. The rushed adrenaline of sensuality ate you up. The last time you were so eager to have sex was forgotten. In Devildom, Lord Diavolo may be a sex symbol; the sketches of his venis and, along with his tanned skin, even sweats on his body could make any demons cum.

But have they ever learned that Diavolo had never made you wet as much as Lucifer had?

"Please…" you mewled, placing your face on his muscled thigh. "Let me have your cock, Lucifer" your hand moves upwards from his calves to his gluteus. The man clenched his jaw, and a heavy huff escaped his mouth. You could feel his knee weaken to your beg; at this point, even with Lucifer dominating the sex, you can feel you are winning here.

"Fuck…" the devil hissed, and as you were convinced nothing could get harder than his clothed cock in front of you, his bulge was getting bigger, reacting to your playful tone. "Shit, y/n. How dare you turn me into this" the pride demon blamed you for his desire.

"Touch me, now…" how the table turned as Lucifer entreated. The demanding face turned into begging. It has been so long since you tasted Lucifer's dick, and the tape replayed again, but it was taboo cheating.

Your hand reached for the elastic band of his boxers and undressed his cock. Such a big thing for such a big guy. Has it grown bigger? That's impossible. Lucifer was big enough the last time you had him fuck you on the dining table 2 years ago. But as it sprung out, you finally understood the hype under his happy trail.

Part of you wanted to scream, yet you also wanted to stuff this most significant part of his body inside your wet mouth. "Come on, y/n. Suck me," his voice brought you back to reality. "Don't keep me waiting, or I'll do the same to you", he warned, placing his palm above your head, ready to guide your pace for his cock.

You grasped his great length without hesitation as you opened your mouth, having zero ideas if it would fit. Lucifer chuckled as he saw you struggling. "You're afraid it won't fit if you aren't confident in yourself."

You met his eyes again after a long time of only watching his cock. "Come on, let me help. Open your mouth wide, and believe in yourself," he assured, yet a hint of treacherousness hid behind his words.

You obeyed as you let go of his dick. Allowing Lucifer to put it inside your mouth. As eager as Lucifer was, he was still himself. A teaser. He gripped his cock as he placed his tip on your lips and spread the precum slowly onto it like lipstick. The sensitivity rose inside Lucifer's aching body, yet he didn't mind. The veins on his cock were pumped, excited to let the cum all out.

"God damn it, I missed your lips", he spoke under his breath, murmuring as the tip froze at the centre of your lips and shoved right inside your mouth as you gagged. Lucifer hissed as the back of your throat touched his dick, and your hot mouth reciprocated the simulation of a wet pussy. "mmh…" he moaned, loud enough for people outside to notice it.

"mmfaggh.." you begged for air as Lucifer thrusted his cock deep inside your throat while you tried to catch his pace. Your hand clawed at Lucifer's thighs as your watery eyes started to wet your cheeks, followed by your expensive makeup.

You let his dick slip up on your tongue to maximise his arousal, and it worked. Lucifer's moan turned into a pathetic cry as he begged for more. "Fucking bad girl, did you suck that demon lord's dick like this? I want to watch you once in a while" he started to vent his fantasies while his strong grip still abused your hair.

"Damn it, y/n… I'm… ack" his pulsating dick twitched as Lucifer's pace got faster, and you could taste a hot liquid dripping inside your mouth. "Shit… shit… haa.." when the first half was you who got her breathing unpatterned, this time was Lucifer. He was far from reality and sex was all he could think about right now.

It was coming to an end when you realised his twitching dick released his semen. Demons produced much more than humans, so your mouth couldn't fit most of it, and it dripped down your chin. The sticky white substance came from Lucifer's cock piercing your taste buds as your slut self registered that taste as sweet. The ruby-eyed demon sighed in relief after his frustrated cock finally calmed down.

He pulled out and looked at his product. Your face was utterly ruined, and your lipstick stained his cock too. He chuckled, awfully happy with your messy look. "I'm not done with you, y/n," he said as he kneeled, scooping you from your squat position and threw you to the large bed.

Your eyes, from half-lidded, widen at the man's acts. "Lucifer!" you gasped as he aimed for your thigh and forced you to open your legs, revealing your sexy undergarment that had been thoroughly soaked. Lucifer placed his lips on your left thigh, so close to your groin. He nibbled your skin. The first reflex for you was to flinch, yet Lucifer was determined to put you in your place that his grip chained your movements.

"Haa... Luc... Luci…" you muttered while looking at his face between your legs. The demon sucked passionately as he suddenly bit you. "Fuck!" you yelped. The pain sent you to reality as your clouded, hazy mind finally saw tranquillity. Lucifer knew you were half alive there, and he wasn't the type to make love with a corpse. Hence, his bite did an excellent favour to your consciousness.

"You're soaked, princess y/n. Wasn't Diavolo a great husband?" his pet name of yours caused you to realise you were actually married to a Prince and the next King too? But this taboo is what makes it exciting to you. "The next time Diavolo decides to eat your pussy, make sure he notices my bite mark" Lucifer risked heaven and hell mattered as he said that, and you were embarrassed to have your private to be exposed, especially knowing the fact it was flooding down there.

"I'll have this, thank you…." he said as his face grew closer and closer to your pussy when the door knocks disrupted the erotic scene.

"Y/n, are you in there?"

Your eyes widened, yet Lucifer smirked.

"Diavolo, you're right on time."

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