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equestriagirl16 · 10 months
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Luke: Sorry MC, Angels do crazy things when they miss someone.
MC: *picking him up* You wanna know a secret?
Luke: What?
MC: I missed you too. *kisses him on the forehead*
Luke: hehehehe!
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beelsari · 10 months
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Simeon resisting lust
First I want to say thank you all so much for the love on my other two short fics!! You can find them here it’s very encouraging and I have a lot of ideas in the work!!!
I’m also open to suggestions!!
On to this piece! Simeon is such a sweet pure angel, but you have corrupted his thoughts.
Lmk if you want a part 2 to this!!
TW: Very Suggestive, Borderline Smut
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Simeon is one of the most important angels in the celestial realm. Being an angel means remaining innocent, free from impure thoughts and actions, something Simeon has never struggled with, until he met you. At first his simple crush was innocent, as he saw you as the true embodiment of an angel, pure and radiating innocence. He would let his imagination run wild with sweet dates and things you’d say to him that’d make his heart skip a beat. The innocence didnt last long. In class one day, Simeon was talking to Asmo, the farthest person from innocent in devildom. As they were talking before class, you walked in, as beautiful as always with a huge smile when you see both Asmo and Simeon. That smile melts Simeon, he swears there is nothing more perfect than you, from your soft gentle figure to your sweet loving personality, Simeon would do anything for you. As you got closer, Asmo pointed out to simeon how much tighter your shirt is today because mammon shrunk it in the dryer. Simeon immediately went rigid while looking at you. That was the first time he ever looked at you in an impure way, but it certainly was not the last. He stared at your soft chest poking out of your shirt due to its new size. The way your stomach and waist were restricted and imprinted beautifully in the shirt. His gaze moved to your soft lips in a smile just for him. He wondered how beautiful your lips would look in other places…. he shook his head, trying to rid of these dirty thoughts, but he was visibly flushed and could barely look at you. You get closer to him while putting your hand on his head, in an action to check if he’s sick “Simeon, are you feeling well?” You ask with worry. Simeon is so torn, you’re so innocent and wholesome checking up on him but all he can look at is the view down your shirt thats right in front of his eyes. You soft hand on him makes it so hard not to pull your body into his. What is he doing? He’s an angel for gods sake!! He can’t do this to you!! he raises his head and shuts his eyes “i-i’m okay MC, thank you-u!” He stutters out completely flushed. Asmo is smirking behind him, loving turning the great angel Simeon’s thoughts impure. For the rest of class Simeon can’t think about anything else but how soft and supple your thighs look while sitting on your chair. He subconsciously was wishing your skirt was much smaller to see other intimate places of you, but he’d never give in to that as he doesn’t want to ruin your innocence or his own for that matter. As the class is dismissed Simeon runs for the door, he has to get to the bathroom before anyone sees the massive bulge in his pants just from looking at your legs. He gets to the bathroom and locks the door, having to “deal” with himself. “Im so sorry MC I just can’t help it, you’re so irresistible” he moans to himself while pumping his cock in a stall. thank god no one else is in here to see the state he’s in. He finishes fast to an imagination of your face below him and quickly cleans up. For the rest of the day he feels guilty, like a dirty pervert, but also needy, he needs you so bad. He’s completely torn, what should he do??
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squishe-fiasco · 1 year
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Lucifer: Where's Mc?!!!
Solomon: *smiling* who?
Lucifer: Listen Gandolf. I want to know where MC is and I want to know now!
Solomon: Go ahead and hit me Morningstar. I've got witnesses. *looks to Simeon and Luke*
Lucifer: Turn around both of you.
Solomon: Guys?!
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diatiddiess · 8 months
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Purgatory hall 🥹💕
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momokotuharumaki · 2 years
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My cute little Purgatory Hall family 💕💕💕
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rabidferretnightmares · 11 months
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Purgatory Hall Squad Headcanons
Because I decided that I need this today and they're near and dear to my heart and even Solomon deserves some happiness... I guess. Sometimes.
Anyway, here we go~
In his infinite optimism, Simeon at some point tried to identify the root of the problem when it comes to Solomon's cooking and tried to teach him how to cook 'properly'
Needless to say, this didn't work out at all and he gave up after much deliberation and a lot of sleepless nights
At this point Solomon knows full well that his cooking is inedible to anyone but Raphael and himself, but he likes to tease Simeon and Luke with it
Innocently proposing to cook for them and seeing Simeon's life flash before his eyes as he and Luke scramble to come up with a polite excuse will never not be amusing to him
Both of the angels have become more important to the sorcerer than he'd ever openly admit
He's been alive for a long time, so his parents and old friends have been dead for a long time... because, y'know... humans.
But when he's with Simeon and Luke, he feels accepted and taken care of. He finally has someone he can call family again and people he can return to.
He was very lonely before the exchange year started ngl
Though he shows his affection in a characteristically shady manner
Apart from the teasing, he tends to take mental notes whenever Luke or Simeon talk about food and cooking
If they seem even remotely interested in any sort of human cuisine or dish, he will knock on their doors a couple of days later and drop off (a) (several) cook book(s) about that exact type of food, claiming that they were just "lying around his home in the human world and he happened to remember them wanting to try out x dish"
So he's technically lending the books to them, but refuses to take them back afterwards. Or he simply forgot that those books were "his" and that he lent them out in the first place, who knows. He's an old man and his memory isn't as good as it used to be lmao
Simeon often asks Solomon for information about specific human world locations or historic artefacts and such for writing and world building inspiration
More than once, Solomon has simply "borrowed" an artefact or historical document from a museum or personal collection to give it to Simeon to look at for research
I'm not saying that my man's actively walking around digging up corpses and breaking into ancient tombs to make sure the next season of TSL gets more fleshed out and stuffed to the brim with background details and even more complicated lore but-
Simeon doesn't ask how Solomon got his hands on all those priceless historical artefacts and collectors pieces he's regularly dropping off for him to take a look at
The less he knows, the better
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simeon/mc fluff,  “aw, sweetheart you know you don’t have to ask...come here.”
"Anything for you, Angel.”
🔔
Thank you for requesting :) I realize this is very heavily implying MC asking for a hug, but I decided on changing it up a little lol. Hope you enjoy~
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Simeon x MC
GN!MC
Romantic/Platonic
Mentions of MC having a bad day
Only a teensy tiny bit of angst at the very start
Mostly fluff<3
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You loved it here. You loved the Devildom, you loved the demons, the angels, and even the human sorcerer. But sometimes things just got to be too much. Sometimes you needed a break, despite wanting to be the best. Being the best... It was something you had strived to be from the very minute you were born. 
You weren’t a neglected child--but you always needed the limelight. You longed to be in charge even when there was no need for a leader. Some people would say you were an attention seeker, and others... They would agree. And so did you.
All your life you had imagined people looking down on you, even though they weren’t. And when you were thrown into the Devildom against your will, surrounded by people who were above you in rank--hell, even above you on the food chain. You hated it.
You guessed that was why you were so nosy in the first place. So desperate to make something of yourself that you ended up actually succeeding. At least.. You wished it was that way. You had pacts with the 7 demon brothers, sure. But sometimes... It all just feels.. Useless.
Why would you go to all this trouble for people who have tried to kill you over and over... and over.... and over... You knew they loved you. They said it all the time, and you loved them back. But sometimes… you had
Doubts.
Today was a particularly bad day. You had felt fidgety and out of focus the whole morning, eventually opting to skip breakfast and head to RAD a couple hours before everyone woke up.
You wanted to walk over by yourself, but you knew the brothers would protest if they knew. That’s why you snuck out the window. And maybe it was a bad idea.. but you felt safer knowing that you had all the 7 demon brothers ready to save you if things got out of hand. No lesser demon, no matter how stupid, would mess with you.
You walked down the cobbled streets, the puddles from the nightly Devildom rain illuminated by the soft lamplight. Where you’d expect to hear crickets in the human realm, you could hear the squeaking of bats or the hissing of some kind of insect in the Devildom.It was unsettling when you first came, but you got used to it as time went on. 
The cool Devildom breeze carried fallen leaves across the ground and around your feet. The wind fondled your hair and calmed your nerves for the time being.
Why didn’t you do this more often?
As you approached the school you could hear the conversations of loitering demons hanging out with their friends before classes started. You stepped up to the door of RAD, noting the lesser demons shuffling to get out of your way.
This was a normal occurrence of course, but it kind of threw you for a loop now you were alone. You had always assumed they were getting away from whichever brother you were with, not you.
You swung the large rickety door open before being hit with the smell of dust and what you could only describe as “old building smell.” It was almost comforting.
Walking the mostly empty halls, you decided to camp out in the library. Maybe I can get extra work done, You thought as you turned your phone light on for some guidance. The most annoying, and yet endearing part of the Devildom is that they didn’t use lightbulbs for whatever reason.
You would have to conjure fire somehow to light one of the many candles, which you felt too drained to even attempt, let alone succeed in doing. Man, did you wish you had bought one of those lighters you saw when Mammon had taken you out shopping.
You had pointed them out because of the dollar pattern on them. They were perfect for him, but he didn’t smoke and knew enough magic to conjure a fire of his own even if he did, so you ultimately decided on not getting them.
Suddenly, you saw your DDD screen light up, almost blinding you in the dark room.
Has anyone seen MC? -🐍
You sighed in annoyance at Levi having discovered your disappearance. You supposed it was about time, seeing as they should all be up and ready to have breakfast in a few minutes..
No, are they not in their room? -🐱
Just looked. I’m on cooking duty today and went to wake them up for breakfast.  -🍔
“Awh, Beel..” You cooed at the sweet demon.
MC’s missing?! - 💄
Looks that way. -🐱
They aren’t in the attic either. -💤🐄
Wait, Belphie, what are you doing awake at this hour?! -💄
First of all, it’s 8:00, and second of all, how could I sleep with you guys spamming the chat like this? -💤🐄
I haven’t seen them either. Mammon’s practically hanging off of them at all times, have you asked him? -🍷
Oh good idea lolol. -🐍
Speaking of, where is Mammon? He’s been suspiciously quiet this whole time. -🐱
He’s probably asleep ROFL. -🐍
“What idiots… They’ll probably take a good several hours to find me..” You thought aloud. You yawned as your eyes started to feel heavy. It was warm in the library, and you had waken up at the break of dawn—well, it would be if the Devildom had a dawn. You felt yourself slowly fall asleep to the rhythmic buzzing of your silenced DDD. The vibrations on the table pulling you deeper into slumber……
“Hey, MC.” 
Your eyes flickered open, vision still blurred from sleep. The previously pitch black room now had a soft candlelight glow, which illuminated the soft smile of a certain Angel that had woken you.
“Simeon…?” You mumbled, recognizing the face.
“Mhm,” he hummed, “Everyone’s been looking for you.” He explained with a sweet voice, he spoke softly if you were fragile and could shatter with one wrong word.
“Oh…” You blinked your eyes tiredly, remembering the brothers’ conversation earlier. “Ugh…” You groaned in annoyance, “I don’t wanna go to class..” You pouted, earning a chuckle from Simeon.
“School is over for the day, darling.” He let himself smirk slightly at how your eyes widened at that. You looked away for a moment, seemingly in thought.
“Mm.. Simeon..?” You asked quietly, still too tired to really be considering what you’re saying.
“Yes, Angel?” He replied, waiting for you to continue.
“Can we go back to Purgatory Hall? And can we m-maybe… cuddle when we get there..?” You asked shyly, praying he wouldn’t decline.
His small smile seemingly doubled in size, “Aw, sweetheart,” he cooed, “You know you don’t have to ask. Come here.” He picked you up bridal style, chuckling slightly at how you squeaked as your cheeks flushed.
“I wasn’t expecting you to pick me up.” You giggled.
He smiled again, laughing along with you.
“Anything for you, Angel.”
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today-in-the-devildom · 4 months
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I hope you have already wrapped all your presents :)
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It's Christmas Eve and you already know that he House of Lamentation is falling apart like every other year. Maybe next by Christmas they'll finally start working on their presents on time, but considering how even Lucifer is losing his mind right now I doubt it :)
Purgatory Hall is actually one of the two places that have already finished all their preparations, because of course no one wants to ruin Christmas for little Luke! And perhaps not surprising, the other one is the Demon Lord's Castle. Barbatos is pretty much one of the only demons in this entire realm that possesses proper time-management AND organization skills, after all <3
-December 24th 2023-
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satsuma-saturn · 1 year
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hii i hope you feel better <3 maybe a cute fluffy fic/scenario of simeon and mc baking together and like mc gets frosting on their face AHDHDH i would love to see your take on it !!
A/N: I intended for this one to be the same length as the Lucifer one, but once I started writing, I couldn’t stop. Also, I’ve never written for Simeon before, so I hope he isn’t terribly ooc. In case anyone is curious, I never proofread my fics b/c idc, I literally just do this for fun. Anyways, enjoy!
Taste of You - Simeon x Reader
It was a not-really-a-date that was most definitely a date. Simeon invited you over to Purgatory Hall to bake some treats. No reason in particular, he’d said. Luke, the resident baker of Purgatory Hall begged and pleaded to bake with the two of you, but Simeon held his ground and gently let him down. The young angel went over to the Demon Lord’s castle instead, to bake with Barbatos. You would have to give some treats to the demon butler as a thank you for taking Luke for the afternoon, allowing you to have some alone time with Simeon.
At the moment, you were knocking on the front door of Purgatory Hall. After a few seconds of no response, you reached up to knock again, but right as you raised your fist, the door swung open. Your raised fist was now aimed at Solomon’s face. Tempting, but no.
“MC! What brings you to our humble abode?” The sorcerer inquired, tilting his head.
“Ahh, I’m here to see Simeon. He invited me over for some baking,” you replied, a little sheepish. You’d expected Simeon to answer the door, so you were caught off-guard when Solomon appeared.
Nodding, Solomon took a step back, gesturing for you to enter the dorm. “He mentioned that. I think he’s waiting for you in the kitchen. I’ll be in my room if either of you happen to need anything,” he said. With a small smile, you entered at his behest, hearing the door shut behind you. “Oh, I did some baking myself recently. Only Raphael has eaten anything, but the cookies are quite good. I highly recommend.”
Gulp. “Well, since Simeon and I will be baking, we will probably be eating our own treats. Too many sweets would make me sick, but thank you so much for the offer, Solomon! If you happen to stop by the House of Lamentation, I’m sure Beel would enjoy whatever you’ve cooked up!” You were practically sweating, trying not to be rude, but also trying not to die.
Again, the sorcerer nodded. “Ahh, right! Too many sweets would be detrimental to your health. I will take you up on that other offer, though. I’ll have some cookies packed up for you to bring to Beel. Not all of them, though, since I still want to eat some and so does Raphael.” He clasped his hands together. “Anyway, Simeon is waiting in the kitchen.”
You smiled, genuinely that time. “Thank you. Feel free to have some treats when we’re done.” With that, you left Solomon in the foyer.
Peeking your head into the kitchen, you spied Simeon hunched over a cooking book. “Simeon!” The angel raised his head at the sound of your voice, a pleasant smile spreading across his face at the sight of you.
“Ahh, MC! I was wondering when you would arrive! Come in, I was just looking for a recipe for us to try out!” He patted the space next to him and you eagerly joined him.
Once you were seated, Simeon spoke again. “I was looking at this strawberry cake recipe. Here.” He pointed at the opened page, an elegant cake pictured alongside the recipe.
“Let’s do it!” You grabbed an apron off a nearby hook and tied it on top of your clothing. Simeon was already wearing one.
Soon, the ingredients were out on the counter and Simeon read out the instructions to you while you mixed. Dry ingredients were first, then wet. Soon, you had a smooth batter, ready for the oven, which was preheated. Simeon already grabbed a pan for the cake batter and greased it, so you picked up the bowl, prepared to pour the mix in, but paused for a moment. The cake pan was heart shaped! A soft warmth spread across your face as you grinned at the revelation.
“Is something wrong, MC?” The angel inquired, his face written with slight concern.
“No, I just got distracted by the cake tin,” you replied, turning your head to look at him. Simeon smiled but didn’t say anything else. You turned back to the pan and poured in the batter, tapping the pan against the counter to flatten the mix. With that done, you picked up the cake pan and placed it in the oven, setting a timer to help keep track of how long it needed to bake.
Once the cake was completed, it was placed in the fridge to cool off. It was time to work on the frosting. Again, it was left to you to mix the ingredients while Simeon read them off. While you were mixing, you lost control of the handmixer, sending frosting flying everywhere, including all over yourself! A hand settled on top of yours, clicking the mixer off.
“Are you okay, MC?” Simeon asked, handing you a hand towel. You nodded, taking the towel gratefully, starting to wipe off your hair and face. Before you could finish, though, the angel swiped this thumb across your cheek, coating the digit in frosting. He brought it to his mouth, taking a taste of the frosting. Smiling, he said, “It’s sweet. Want a taste?”
Eagerly, you nodded. “Yes, I do,” you replied. With the remaining frosting on his thumb, he wiped it across his lips. He then took your hand in his, cupping your chin with his free hand. Softly, he pressed his lips against yours. It was euphoric, the feeling of Simeon’s lips on yours, paired with the unmistakeable sweet taste of frosting.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” The shriek startled you as you yanked yourself from Simeon. Standing in the doorway of the kitchen was Luke, who was beet red from the scene he just laid his eyes on.
“Taste testing frosting,” Simeon replied. There was a light blush across his cheeks as he spoke, but he kept his cool. His hand still held yours, though you were turned away, blushing and hiding your face from the embarrassment of being caught. “How was baking with Barbatos, Luke?”
“You said you were baking, not eating each other’s faces,” Luke accused, ignoring his guardian’s question. The angel beside you sighed softly.
“Luke, sometimes two people like each other a lot and they express that by kissing,” he replied, squeezing your hand in a reassuring manner. “Since you’re here now, would you like to help us decorate the cake? It’s cooling off in the fridge now.”
By then, you calmed down and turned to the young angel, who was gleefully nodding. His anger apparently suddenly forgotten. “Yes, I do want to help!” You smiled and waved him over.
“We have to make a new batch of frosting, this one got all messed up. In the meantime, I am going to start cleaning the kitchen, since it’s a mess,” you said.
Luke rapidly shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, MC! I’ll clean the kitchen!” He exclaimed, helpfully. The boy just seemed excited to be spending time with two of his favorite people. Though he’d interrupted you two, you were also happy, having been able to spend quality time with Simeon.
All in all, it was a good day.
Bonus:
After returning to the House of Lamentation, you brought along half of the cake, along with a large bag of cookies. Offering up the cake and cookies, the brothers dug in. After eating the cookies, all of them immediately died. The end.
Okay, they didn’t actually die. However, it was immediately obvious who made the cookies and they did get food poisoning.
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kyupidos · 8 months
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09/02/23’s delivery 🏹✉️ multifandom
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babysitter’s dutyヽ( ・∀・)ノ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ,ヽ( ・∀・)ノ_θ彡☆Σ(ノ `Д´)ノ ;; summary. ‘one must put in the strength to babysit these young ones.’
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characters. ignihyde , purgatory hall , kindergarten crew : ortho shroud , luke , klee , diona , qiqi , yaoyao ( separate ) ;; platonic . 🖇️ tags. reader is gender neutral ( you/your ), reason for babysitting is unspecified, a pinch of crack, silly fluff, perhaps ooc ( haven’t played om and genshin in quite a bit )
📡 _a/n. i don’t actually know the fandom name for the kid characters in genshin, oopsie. anyway, i’ve been thinking about doing something like this for a while but it took a while to write it down— and yet still, more of a filler post than anything. but now i’m finally writing some obey me stuff!!
. ‘ a smooth time babysitting this kid will probably take a blessed prayer from whatever god is out there listening to you— do your best to get that pay, but no matter what you’re certainly not getting paid enough for this. explosions and troublemaking galore, you can only hope you can smooth out any troubles before their caretaker finally shows up. and god forbid they find any sort of incentive to mess about, either. inevitably, you might find yourself apologizing to some random passersby if you end up taking your babysitter job outside, as well..’
klee, ortho ( ? more relating to mentioned incentive ), diona
. ‘ thankfully, this young one isn’t that difficult to watch over. whether they’re more mature for their age than expected or are just not that much of a troublemaker, babysitting them is certainly a breeze. although you might get involved in one or two shenanigans depending on their mood or the time or day, there’s not much anything to stress you out. you should thank their caretaker for teaching them to be such a polite and respectful child— to you, at least, because time flew quite fast while they were in your care. ’
luke, yaoyao, qiqi
‘ although the kid you were babysitting was certainly responsible and seemed simple enough to take care of, perhaps it would’ve been better to keep them away from whatever would set them off like a ticking time bomb. whether that be someone teasing them ( luke ), someone disrespecting their caretaker ( ortho ), or perhaps being in even the vicinity of a winery ( diona ), something is certain to happen to get you in a pickle. deal with it quickly, otherwise trouble will spring about. ’
diona, luke, ortho
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equestriagirl16 · 1 year
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MC: *chillin in Purgatory Hall after dealing with some of the brothers’ bs*
MC: *sigh* Guys are so dumb, promise me you’ll never be one when you grow up Luke.
Luke: *just tryin to decorate some cupcakes* I’ll..try?
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sweetbrier2908 · 10 months
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im not crying you are
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sheepamongdemons · 5 months
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Hey, Solmare, what Is it with Simeon constantly saying he's Luke's grandpa? Why that dynamic?
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comforthouse · 1 year
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[Purgatory hall n' mc! ]
Prompt: What if mc was hit with a flirtatious spell?
Mc: *shows solomon something dangerous*
Solomon: oh my god mc where did you get that from?!
Mc: when i fell.
Solomon: you fell? Wh-
Mc: -for you.
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ducking-quack · 2 years
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I want to just have a moment where the MC spends the night over the purgatory hall
After dinner, everyone is getting things set up in the guest room for MC until they offer that everyone sleeps over in the guest room like an actual sleepover
After persuading Rapheal to join them as they’re in their pajamas,
Luke and MC getting a little loud as they play video games before getting scolded by Rapheal as he knits
Simeon coming in with a tray of drinks with Solomon following behind with some baked goods after assuring that he wasn’t the one who made them
Sitting around bundled in several blankets on the ground while sipping on warm drinks and enjoying some sweets
Playing video games or whatever board games while chatting loudly and causing a ruckus before Rapheal or Simeon snaps at y’all for being a little too loud
Then by the end of the night as everyone is winding down to get ready to sleep, Simeon asks Luke to sing you all a lullaby
You’ve only heard from Solomon that Luke is a good singer so you’re excited to listen
A bit reluctant, Luke starts to sing and Raphael also joins in
Everyone is bundled up as you sip on your warm drink as you listen, before taking a bite of a pastry and realizing that Solomon has definitely swapped some with his baking
The pastry tastes so awful that you pass out and everyone thinks you fell asleep
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beels-burger-babe · 2 years
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Sister's Keeper pt 5
***Oh it feels so good to be back with this series! I have so much planned for this fic, I apologize that it takes so long between updates, but thank you guys for sticking around for the ride. Love you! -B***
Summary: MC wasn’t pleased about being forced out of their home and into the Devildom for this so-called exchange program, however, they were pissed that their little sister Harper was brought with them. MC wants nothing more than to make sure their sister stays alive and safe while in the Devildom, but first they need to figure out why these Demon bastards won’t stop gawking at her.
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"There's no fu-" Mammon cut himself off as he eyed Harper sitting in your lap. "Fudgin' way you're beatin' Levi at somethin' like this! He's like the geek to end all geeks. You're dead!"
Satan pursed his lips as he brought over a box of bandages and ointment for your bruised wrists. "For once, Mammon's right," said demon loudly protested in the background. "Levi is actually quite intelligent when he wants to be, and he has invested every single one of his brain cells to that series. It's absurd to think you can beat him," he reached out to take your wrist, only to pause as you flinched back. He narrowed his eyes at the movement.
"That's mean!" Harper shouted, disrupting Satan's train of thought. She quickly pushed his hands away from you and yanked the box out of his grasp. "My sibling can do anything! They're the smartest, best person in the whole world!"
You snorted and ruffled her hair. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, sunshine."
Harper smiled brightly at you as she handed you the medical supplies. You sighed as she began to help you rifle through it. "Look, it's not like I'm going to go into this blind. I'm not stupid. I'm going to binge watch all the movies tonight, and take notes while I do."
Mammon shook his head as he finally stopped pacing and leaned against the wall. "That won't be enough! You don't realize who you're messin' with MC."
You huffed and grabbed a tube of bruise cream from the box of supplies. "If he's as lovely as he was when I met him, then I think I have a pretty good idea of what I'm facing."
Harper frowned as she quietly handed you a role of bandages. She didn't say anything.
She always hated when you got hurt.
Mammon mumbled something under his breath about stubborn humans as he turned and began pacing again along the side of the room.
Satan watched you carefully. His clever, ever-observant eyes combing through every twitch and wince of your body — reading you as easily as one of his books.
It was uncomfortable, to say the least. Unfortunately, the only affect your glare seemed to have on him was the faintest ripple of amusement. "Why?" He questioned bluntly. "Why do you want to do this so badly?"
You tilted your head as you cocked an eyebrow at him. "Why do you care?"
There was a thud as Mammon slammed his head against the wall. "Dammit human! Just answer the question!"
Your jaw clenched as you felt your heart pathetically pound at the sudden shout. "Mammon. Calm down," you hissed. Adrenaline coursed through your veins even as the demon's shoulders slumped and his expression smoothed.
Phantom pains shot through your wrist.
And Satan — stupid, mystery-obsessed, god-damn Satan — took in all of it.
You wanted to scream as understanding began to bleed through his expression.
You had only known Satan for 5 weeks, and yes he was the most tolerable of the literal demons that you were forced to live with everyday, but if there was one thing you hated the most about the man it was that damn look on his face when he figured you out.
"Your scared of him. Of us." he stated confidently. "Assumably, you're getting something out this to make that not the case. What?"
It wasn't fair.
With a frustrated huff, you rose to your feet and began to gather a night bag for you and Harper. "I'm going to Purgatory Hall."
Satan's face instantly became serious as he stepped closer to you. "What? I thought you just said you were going to binge watch TSL?"
You nodded as you threw pajamas for Harper into the bag. "I am. Just not here, and not with you." You walked around Satan and grabbed your D.D.D. charger. "Who better to make me an expert in a franchise than the creator himself?"
Satan clicked his tongue as he crossed his arms over his chest. "It doesn't matter who you watch it with. It's impossible for you to learn all of it in one night."
"Not to mention," Mammon piped gently, his mind still foggy from your order. "There ain't no way Luci's just going to let ya have a sleepover. We got RAD tomorrow."
Harper's head perked up at the "S" word as she turned to you with big wide eyes. "We're going to have a sleepover?!"
"No-"
"Yes!" You answered at the same time as Satan, smiling brightly at your sister as you strapped on your backpack. "We're going to spend the night at Luke's house!"
Harper's eyes lit up at the mention of her newest friend. She giggled before taking off towards your bathroom. "I'll go grab my toothbrush!"
The moment Harper was out of the room, Satan stepped toward you, peering as closely into your eyes as he dared — as though his gaze alone could pull the very truth from your soul. "MC, it's already late. You're being foolish. If this is because Levi hurt you, let me assure you-"
"Don't." You hissed, stepping back and away from him. "Stop pretending like you know me or that we're anything close to friends. I'm going to Purgatory Hall because I will win that fucking contest tomorrow if only to make that rage-gamer brother of yours backoff without any of your help."
Mammon rolled his eyes as he tried to block the doorway. "You're being stubborn."
Satan nodded in agreement, for once, with his older brother, a firm frown fixed on his face. "Quite."
You couldn't help but laugh at the comments. "You're not the first to call me that and you'll hardly be the last," you forced your expression to shift from one of annoyance to tender fondness as Harper came back out. "We'll see you both in the morning."
The two demons slumped in exhaustion as the door closed shut behind you.
Mammon groaned and ran his hands over his face. "I thought we were making progress."
Satan rolled his eyes as he made his way towards the door. "We were. Levi just happened to undo it all in one interaction."
Mammon frowned as he watched his younger brother leave the room. "Oi! Where are you going?"
"To do research."
***
The other exchange students in the Devildom were ... interesting.
You had met them during your second day of classes at RAD, and while you were hesitant as always around them, you had to admit it they offered a pleasant relief from the constant stress and subtle fear that you felt around the demons.
Simeon and you had got along swimmingly. Both of you were guardians of your younger wards and it was nice to finally have someone who understood the worries and doubts that came with that. The angel was a good source of advice and was a surprisingly great conversationalist. He had a way with words that made every tale sound like a poet's novella. It was nice. The fact that he was an angel and seemingly incapable of doing harm to you only helped earn your trust towards him.
Solomon on the other hand, was a little different. He was human, like you, and on top of that he spent his time willingly in cohoots with demons and the dark arts. It left you more than a little weary of him. But there was something about his small smile that made you give him a chance.
You knew you weren't going to survive the year down here alone, and that you needed allies who'd have your back.
He proved his worth by slipping you viles of different protection potions and tutoring you in magic spells and incantations that would've otherwised breezed over your head. While you were still hesitant around him, you couldn't being yourself to regret forming this fragile relationship with him.
And then there was Luke ...
"LUKE!"
"HARPER!"
You couldn't help but chuckle as the two kids rushed towards each other and wrapped eachother in their arms, immediately babbling on to one another about their days.
The pair had gotten along like two peas in a pod ever since they met. There was a flicker of guilt in your heart that always appeared whenever you saw them together. You couldn't help but wonder if Harper was lonely in the human world, as your life hadn't exactly made it easy for her to have friends around her age.
Simeon tilted his head as he approached you. "What a pleasant surprise. I can't say we were expecting guests at this hour."
You huffed as you adjusted your bag strap on your shoulder. "Neither were we. You wouldn't mind having to campers with you for the night, would you?"
Solomon's eyes flickered to the bandages on your wrist as he smiled at you. "We wouldn't mind at all. Right, Simeon?"
Simeon's own smile faltered slightly as he noticed the covered injury, and he quickly glanced over to Harper. His shoulders slumped as he found no traces of harm. "Not at all. Why don't you come in and get settled in the guest room? I'll make tea."
You nodded as you herded the two kids further into the Hall. "Any chance I can convince you to serve that tea while we watch Tales of the Seven Lords?"
Both Solomon and Simeon halted at the question — Simeon more so in confusion, while Solomon looked nothing short of amused.
"Oh? Why the sudden interest in Simeon's work?" Solomon piped in.
Harper answered the question for you before you got the chance. "MC's gonna kick Leviathan's butt tomorrow in a trivia contest and get revenge for him hurting them!"
You couldn't help but sigh as Luke gasped and rushed over to you. "Those fiends hurt you?! Where?! Are you okay?"
You tried to give Luke a reassuring smile. "I'm fine. I just-"
"He bruised their wrist!"
You sent Harper a sharp look as Luke grabbed your hand and instantly began inspecting the bandages. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he took them off and saw the darkened skin that laid beneath it.
A determined gleam lit within his blue eyes as as he gently wrapped his hand around your wrist before a tingling warmth spread over your skin.
You frowned in confusion as a small glow came from the crease between your hands. "It's a good thing you came here," Luke stated as he pulled his hand away and revealed your now clear skin. "We wouldn't have been able to help you otherwise."
"WOAH" Harper gawked as she rushed over and yanked your hand closer to her to inspect. "That was crazy! Luke, you're a wizard!"
Solomon snorted and shook his head. "Not quite, little tyke. I'm a wizard. Luke, on the other hand, was just using his celestial abilities as an angel."
Harper's eyes grew wider as she slowly turned to Luke. "Are you MC's guardian angel?"
Simeon stiffened at the question, but before he could protest, Luke seemed to have found his own, vastly different, answer. "Yes! That must be why Micheal sent me down here! Why else than to make sure that MC is safe while surrounded by horror and corruption?"
Simeon seemed to wince at the words. "Luke, no. Micheal sent you here because you need to adapt with-"
"Don't worry MC," Luke began, not listening to Solomon in the slightest. He grasped your hand in one of his own as he placed the other over his heart. "I vow on my duties as your Guardian Angel to always keep you safe and protected so long as I am able."
Silence filled the room as a bright glow surrounded the two of you.
Simeon sighed as Solomon cackled in delight.
You tried to remain calm even as all your instincts screamed at you to go on the defensive. Luke's smile only grew brighter as he pulled his hands away — it didn't help the unease in your gut. "Luke, what ... What did you just do?"
"Right," Simeon said with his voice thick with exhaustion. "Luke? Go show Harper your room and some of the things you brought from the Celestial Realm. We'll discuss this together later. For now, I need some time with MC and Solomon, okay?"
Luke's smile faltered as he glanced between his guardian and you. "Did ... Did I do something wrong?" You couldn't help but ask yourself the same question.
Simeon pursed his lips for a moment. "Not necessarily wrong, just ... You were just a little too eager this time. We'll talk later."
Luke shifted from foot to foot, not moving from his spot until Harper came up beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder. She smiled softly at him with the type of compassion and sensitivity one would expect to see in elementary school teachers and nurses but never in a seven-year-old.
"It's alright Luke. They just need some grown-up time. That stuff's boring anyway — believe me. Let's go play in your room." The younger angel looked back at Simeon one last time before silently nodding and leading Harper down a hall.
The moment they were out of your sight you immediately turned to Simeon. "What was that?"
"Calm down," Solomon soothed. His ever-present smirk still fixed on his face as his eyes glittered. "It's nothing bad. In fact, from what I hear from Asmodeus about your interest in demon pacts, it might even be a good thing."
A frown dug into your lips. "What does that mean? How does Asmodeus know anything about my interests? I've barely talked with him."
The wizard hummed in agreeance. "Yes. He's quite upset about that you know? He feels it's completely unfair that he wasn't the first object of your attention or even the second. But it just so happens that he has a rather close relationship with your dear Satan. Your second demon pact from what I hear."
Your nose wrinkled at the term of endearment as you plopped down onto the living room couch and threw your bag beside you. "It was a necessary allyship for a means of survival. Nothing more."
Simeon rose an eyebrow at your words. "So you are making pacts with the brothers' then? I had thought it might've been a rumor."
You couldn't help but scoff. There were plenty of rumors about you circulating around RAD, and the pacts were far from the most outlandish of them all. "Afraid not."
The two exchanged a knowing glance as though you couldn't very obviously see them.
"In that case, I think you'll be pleased to know that what Luke just did to you is called a vow of protection." Solomon explained casually as you felt tensed.
"A what?"
Simeon sat beside you and allowed your knees to brush against one another. "A vow of protection. It's meant to be reserved for guardian angels and their wards. Nearly every angel is assigned a mortal, or several in some cases, to watch over, guide, and protect by Michael once they are old enough and have received the proper training. Luke should one day receive this honor as well. However, he wrongly assumed that Michael had assigned him to you, and enacted a vow of protection towards you, sealing himself as your guardian angel."
You couldn't help but blanch at the idea of a child being in charge of protecting you. "What does that mean exactly?"
Simeon's lips pursed for a moment. "It's like the vow says. So long as he is present and able, he will do everything in his power to protect you."
Your stomach sunk at the words. "I don't like that."
The angel flashed you a brief smile as he drew his hands towards himself. "I don't either. But what's done is done. Just take extra caution when he is around, please."
You couldn't help but wince at the statement as you remember your reason for coming. "Right. Well, in that case, you should keep him far away from the Hall of Lamentation tomorrow."
The amusement on Solomon's face only grew at your statement. "Why? Off to claim another one of the brother's pacts and don't wish for him to get caught in your chaotic aftermath?"
"Yes," the smile finally fell off his face as your eyes shifted to Simeon. "And I need you to teach me all there is to know about The Tale of the Seven Lords in order to do it."
*** The other exchange students are just so fun to write. Thank you everyone for the love and support! I so so hope you enjoyed this. And thank you all again for your patience with this series and me. Love you all ❤️🥰***
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