The Devildom's "Devil's Lettuce" :
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You know how some people refer to Cannabis as "Devil's Lettuce"? Well this is a little drabble I wrote because of that. I hope you enjoy! ‹𝟹
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Imagine if the Devildom had something that was called "Devil's Lettuce". The demons would eat it or maybe they'd even smoke it, if they did it'd be like the Devildom's version of a cigarette. If humans eat or smoke it, it would give them an effect similar to Cannabis. The demons aren't affected by it like humans so they may not even realize at first, Mc may just accidently end up tripping one day. For the demons its like nicotine or even caffeine but for Mc its like pure TCH. Even if Mc has smoked Cannabis before, they are guaranteed to trip due to the Devildom's Devil Lettuce. The brothers may worry over how strong its effect is on humans, so Mc may only wind up eating/smoking it once, the brothers may not allow it after the first time. Imagine how confused and panicked the brothers were the first time Mc had it. When Mc started feeling the effects of it, depending on what brother is with Mc they may have a full blown panic attack. Humans react to Cannabis in all types of ways, i imagine the Devil's Lettuce in the Devildom is very similar in that aspect. Mc may have the best trip of their life or it could be the most terrifying thing they ever experience, they could fall asleep soon after having it or they could be energetic and choatic. Devildom's Devil Lettuce has a longer lasting effect than Human world's Cannabis does, so Mc could be experience the effects for a couple of hours, to a couple of days, even as long as a week. For demons it does not last as long, so if Mc is somehow allowed to use it and winds up smoking/eating it with a brother, the brother will most likely be ready to have more before Mc will be. The brothers to use it most would likely be Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, and Belphie occasionally. Lucifer is a stressed man, he takes care of his brothers and Mc, so like Demonus he would use it as a stress relief. I see Lucifer being more likely to smoke it, he'd be like those old guys are with cigars how they say the experience of smoking it makes it more realxing or whatever, Luci isn't opposed to eating it but his perfered way is smoking it. Mammon is the Avatar of Greed, he naturally gets addicted to things quickly, after using Devil's Lettuce once he quickly was using it all the time. Mammon doesn't care if he smokes it or eats it, just as long as he gets to feel the effects. Mammon isn't as desprate for Devil's Lettuce as he is for Grimm, but it is an issue, the brothers and Mc may one day have to do an intervention. Satan uses it to calm his wrath down, it doesn't make all Satan's wrath go away obvi but it helps him keep it in control. Satan perfers to eat Devil's lettuce, he doesn't like the way it taste when he smokes it, and the smoke leaves a lingering smell that annoys him. Satan is usually smoking Devil's lettuce despite his preference, smoking it helps it take a faster effect, eating it takes just a little to long when he needs to calm down right then and there. (Like human world ediables eating Devil's Lettuce takes some time to come into effect, unlike human world ediables, Devil's lettuce doesn't take as long to go into effect. I headcanon eating Devil's Lettuce would take like 15-30 minutes for the effects to take place, smoking it is almost like an instant effect or it takes effect soon after smoking it.) Belphie doesn't use Devil's Lettuce often, however, if Belphie can't seem to fall asleep at all, he'll use it to calm his body down. Belphie being the Avatar of Sloth means this doesn't happen often, but on the rare occasion he'll be found smoking it, yes he could eat it, but he'll get to sleep faster if he smokes it so he takes the short cut. All of the brother's have definitely had Devil's Lettuce, some enjoy and use it more than others. I feel like due to its effect only being like nicotine for Demons, some Devildom food may even have Devil's Lettuce in it. Its probably sold all around and used as much as Demonus, its a common party starter, once everyone has had some Devil's Lettuce and has calmed down and de-stressed a little, then the Demonus can be popped out.
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Thats all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! Not the content I promised but content nonetheless, so I hope you enjoyed! Stay tuned for more I have all kinds of stuff coming! Stay Safe! & Stay Groovy Scooby!
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obey me brothers as songs i have on repeat
kinda drabbles?? some are longer than others
after writing this i realized it's WAY more angsty than i intended so...yeah
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lucifer: birthday - ten lee
did i start writing this on his birthday? no. (yes) ANYWAYS
lucifer always forgot about his birthday. his brothers were always able to get the jump on him whenever they planned surprise parties; he was always too swamped with work to notice. it was the same way in the celestial realm -- one of the brothers would ask him for help, dragging him away from his work, and they'd throw him a small party. he was never one for huge celebrations anyways.
and then, he fell.
too concerned with his brothers wellbeings, he focused even less on himself, ignored all their attempts at pulling him away from his work. growing irritated with all of the knocking and yelling from outside of his room, he opened the door, ready to scold whoever was waiting, but nobody was there. a piece of cake with a lit candle, a small note, his brothers waiting around the corner completely unnoticed by him...he took the cake and went back into his room.
and then, mc was thrust unexpectedly upon his doorstep, and he was tasked with taking care of them. the utterly insufferable intriguing human who couldn't mind their business, always bothering him, sticking their nose where it didn't belong, nearly getting themselves killed more times than he could count on both hands...
but they were never scared of him. they went out of their way to take his mind off of whatever was stressing him out, bringing him coffee or tea, making sure he ate, taking the rest of his brothers on a day trip so he could relax in silence...
the first birthday he had with mc was...eventful to say the least. they'd managed to convince the rest of the boys, even levi, to spend the night out. a night dedicated to his relaxation turned to discarded clothes, messy hair, heated kisses, hoarse voices, hushed "i love you's" and-
he'd never forget another birthday...not for as long as mc was around.
mammon: love song - nct 127
even when he was an angel, mamon always looked out for his family. he had to, he was the 2nd oldest after lucifer, and that's a big enough title to live up to.
he was always keen on noticing his brothers quirks, knowing what they needed, when they needed it, even if they were too afraid to ask. he was the first after lucifer to pick up on satan's tendencies, being able to direct satan's anger at him instead of lucifer or his younger brothers. though it didn't always turn out as planned, he still tries to look out for the people he loves.
and as mc's first man, he always has to look out for them, right? it's the least he can do.
no matter how many times they check the weather before you leave the house, they always manage to forget your umbrella when it rains.
it's just...with lucifer rushing them to get to class on time, having to make breakfast in the morning with at least 3 extra servings for beel, making sure levi and belphie actually leave their rooms today, staying bed to cuddle make out with him a little longer, sleeping through their 5th alarm-
it's exhausting. he knows this. he's always one step ahead of them. whether they're in need of a shopping spree, someone to vent to, someone to study with -- which they both know never ends up happening -- he's always there. he has to be. he can't lose them again, he'd do anything to keep them safe. his mc.
so if that means carrying an extra umbrella on days he knows it's going to rain, staying back late when they have club meetings so they can walk together, reluctantly not skipping student council meetings -- he'll be there. he always will.
he'd do anything for them, big or small. he loves them too much to give anything less than all of him.
levi: lovin' me - fifty fifty
levi's never been too confident in his ability to find a friend, let alone a romantic partner. having mc fall into his life wasn't something he expected to impact him, but he's glad they showed up when they did.
regardless of the spa days with asmo, the pep talks from mammon and lucifer, the somewhat shared interests in reading with satan, it was hard for him to say he felt truly loved by those around him...at least, unconditionally.
he knew they loved him, whatever that means, but did they always? their digs about him being a loser, a shut in, they only reinforced what he hated about himself. even if they were playful jabs, even if they didn't mean to hurt him, they still did.
mc was never like that. mc never talked down on him, not even in a joking manner. they learned about his interests, were just as excited, if not more excited, when he'd barge into their room to gush abiut the latest episode of whatever anime he's watching or the newest figurine that he just had to get his hands on. they understood that his envy manifested in his hyperfixations, the need to have everything first, limited edition this, once in a lifetime that, and they didn’t shame him for it.
they loved him, unconditionally. when he'd be holed up in his room and too anxious and overwhelmed to go to school. when he had trouble seeing himself as someone of value. when he needed someone to hug him after getting lectured for the millionth time over something he couldn't control.
he loved them, was in love with every part of them.
satan: mi casa su casa - omar rudberg
they all were scared of him after the fall. i mean, he thought he didn't give them any reason to think otherwise. might as well act on the emotion he knows best, right?
until he found books, though, he'd never admit that it was due to lucifer's urging. he could easily forget about his emotions, the way he didn't fit in with the rest of them, drowning in whatever fictional universe the books in front of him had to offer.
until he eventually did start to fit in.
he never stopped reading, though. it brought out the best in him. it made him different. his brothers knew not to disturb him while he read if they didn't want the closest object near him thrown at them.
mc was very...interesting. they didn't fear him like his brothers did, even after knowing him for only a few days, and their curiosity about the world around them rivaled that of his own. they asked about what he was reading, asked for recommendations for themselves, wormed their way into his personal space.
he has a designated corner for them to read, a brand new, plush chair, all of his favorite books stacked on a table nearby. mc even started showing him some of their favorites, pages tattered and worn from how many times they've been read.
he'll recommend more...mature books on purpose, just to see their eyes widen, revelling in the way their breath catches in their throat, eyes trained on the way their fingers glide along the pages as they read. they know he's.
they know he's staring...he always is. but they won't act on it until he does.
he'll never admit it out loud, but he's glad they've found a home with him.
asmo: is it a crime - no guidnce
even in the celestial realm, asmo always had a fascination with the thrill of a one night stand. he loved making people feel good, sneaking down to the human realm to let go of whatever pent up emotions being the jewel of the heavens pushed onto him.
after the fall, there was no guilt in indulging in his desires, but there was still a need to please, to feel wanted. he knew his brothers loved him, yes, but they didn't love him in the way a lover would...they couldn't.
he'd been around, he was the avatar of lust after all, and he'd mask his longing for love and acceptance with parties and sex and-
mc? they're gorgeous, almost as beautiful as he is. he wanted to get to know them, genuinely. yes, he was a flirt, but he wound up caring deeply about the human that showed him nothing but care and affection and-
was this love? it couldn't be. he was the avatar of lust, he couldn't let himself get caught up -- regardless of how bad he wanted to -- it would ruin his reputation, everything he'd worked so hard to build.
but their lips were so soft, their eyes were so pretty. he adored the way they smiled at him, the way they came to him before anyone else when they were struggling, how he was able to slowly open up to them about his struggles. they understood that he couldn't just be with them, that he had no control over when or where his sin decided to take over, and they didn't judge him for it.
was it so bad that he was falling for a human? was it so bad that he wanted them to love him the way he loved them? he damn sure didn't think so.
beel: more than words - p1harmony
he's always been protective, you know? he was never overly aggressive, just...persistent. his family was important to him, he'd do anything to make sure they were safe. losing rank in the celestial realm, falling from grace for his baby sister.
his figure, his insatiable hunger, that's all he's known for in rhe devildom, right? he could deal with that. as long as he could still protect his brothers.
he could take a little bit of objectification or harassment from other demons. he could handle some scolding from his brothers if he accidentally ate their food, or if he came back too late after a post-game party.
he had to protect mc, too. they were nice. they loved his brothers as much as he did. hell, they forgave belphie quicker than he did after...
he wasn't exactly...vocal with the way he showed his affection with mc. unexpected hugs, forehead kisses, serving them more food during dinner and giving them food off of his plate in case they were extra hungry. mc found themselves adopting his mannerisms, being more physically affectionate with him the closer they got.
he'd take mc out if they got good grades, or if they just needed a pick-me-up -- he loved sharing the things he loved with the people he loved. mc would take him out if he did well during his fangol matches -- spoiler alert, he always did well -- just to see his face light up when they got close to one of his favorite restaurants.
beel would always make sure mc felt safe around them, he felt like he needed to protect them.
the moment he realized his love for them...when they were willing to give up everything for him in the reapers cave. their life was so much shorter and so much more fragile than his, but they still-
he'd do anything, anything to show how mich he loved them.
belphie: numb - cix
belphie isn't that shaken up by the fall...not anymore at least. especially since he can sleep his guilt away.
being the avatar of sloth has its perks. being able to control and manipulate the dreams of his friends and family, making sure they don’t have any nightmares.
the downside, though...he gets the nightmares. no matter how often he sleeps during the day to avoid them, the nightmares still plague his thoughts. he became numb to it after the centuries upon centuries of taking and replacing and remodeling and-
then mc came to the devildom, and the nightmares got worse. if his brothers dreams were bad, his were 10 times worse. he pushed his emotions aside, he needed the human out, he couldn't take it anymore...
he felt nothing, no remorse.
then, the regret set in.
if they could just leave him alone for one second, if he could just be alone with his thoughts, if he could forget. forget his guilt, forget his trauma, forget the way he felt about them despite hurting them past the point of forgiveness.
why did they care about him? why did he let them hold him as he cried in the middle of the night, telling him it wasn't his fault, that he was allowed to feel, that he mattered to them, that it was ok for him to shut down if he needed to.
he didn't feel numb anymore.
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