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bellamer · 1 year
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Honestly, MC has almost been killed by all of the brothers, mostly Lucifer, why do they stay with them ? There should be an option to ask Diavolo to live with him or live with Simeon and Luke and Solomon at their place. "It's the demons job to keep MC safe" well they're doing a shit job of it if they're the ones, mostly Lucifer, putting them in danger.
Living with Simeon, Luke and Solomon would be the best and safest option, instead of living with these obviously unstable demons who try to kill MC at the the drop of a pen, but not, MC and forced to stay and play fix it Felix with these assholes
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Thank you for making my day! Your smuts is just *chef kiss* so amazing! It's so well written and thank you for your efforts too! Please make a sub Satan x reader but please if your busy or tired just ignore this. Have a great day❤
lord have mercy. I love sub Satan sm omg. And thank you so much for the request and for enjoying my blog!!
Sub!Satan x GN!Reader. 1.5k words
summary- catching Satan reading a smutty book next to you
Warnings-Praise kink, hand job, blow job, use of good boy, slight humiliation kink.
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You and Satan were both sitting in his room, a book in front of both your faces. You snickered at something one of the characters had said in your book, though Satan seemed to be completely lost in the world of his book. You glanced at the cover, nothing super outstanding from it. It was something you couldn’t make out, written in cursive, and then a solid color for a cover.
You sighed and went back to your book. You were only about 70 pages in, Satan had lent it to you just that day and then suggested the two of you read together. But you were slowly getting a bit bored of it. Nothing too extraordinary had happened so far, but you weren’t in the mood to wait it out.
You leaned over Satan’s shoulder and glanced at the book he was reading. It was going on about someone asking someone else out to dinner, you couldn’t get a good look because Satan yanked it away before you could get any further.
His face was a dark red color, and he looked terrified. You couldn’t help but snicker at his reaction. “I bet you’re reading somethin’ really raunchy, huh?” You made a face at him, and he made one back. One of disgust. “I would never!” He sat up and pushed a bookmark in between the pages before shutting it.
You recognized the bookmark as one you’d made for him.
Satan set the book to his side. “So you’re telling me that you’ve been alive for centuries. And you’ve never read anything… smutty?” You asked, shutting your own book, not bothering with a bookmark.
Satan didn’t respond, he only crossed his arms and puffed out his cheeks, as if it would help the blush fade. You laughed at him again, but dropped the subject. “My eyes hurt, read to me?” You gave him a bright smile and he sighed and picked a different book up.
You took it from his hands. “No way. I wanna hear what you were reading.” You gestured to the book with a plain cover and he warily picked it up. “It’s boring.” He mumbled.
“You were totally encased in it though.” You scoffed slightly and leaned back against the wall the two of you were sitting against. He swallowed hard and opened it to the first page. “You can start where you were.” You waved your hand and shut your eyes, getting ready to listen.
Satan internally cursed himself for choosing such a book while he was sitting beside you. He turned to the page he was on and took out the small fabric bookmark. He stared down at the first word on the page, his mind had gone blank.
“Satan…” You whispered. He tensed up again and turned to look at you. You were staring at him, head resting against the wall. He couldn’t help but stare back, if only for just a second. He turned back to the book. “Right.” He nodded once, though the words wouldn’t come out.
“The pair…” His voice stopped just as quickly as he had started when he felt you start to rub up against him. Your hand was placed on his thigh and your lips were mere inches from his neck.
“Are you sure you’re alright, Satan?” You inched closer, his entire body felt hot to the touch, his neck and face were bright red. “I just… Yes. I’m fine. I’ll continue.” He stared down at the page, but yet again, no words would come out.
“C’mon, Satan. You’ve got it.” The way you kept saying his name, and the small praises you gave him were euphoric. He could barely contain his excitement when you put more of your weight against his side. You were already resting your cheek on his shoulder, your body as close as you could get without completely sitting on his lap.
“Thanks.” His voice was no louder than a mouse. “The pair had decided on skipping dinner-” Satan’s mind was overtaken with fright as he read the next line. There was no way in hell he could read to you. Not this book. Not this page. He slowly shut the book, trying to keep you from noticing.
After almost a minute of silence, he’d figured you’d gone to sleep. But when he started to feel soft sucking and biting at his neck, he knew he was completely wrong.
“Y’know.” you mumbled against his neck, your hand wrapping around to hold onto his other shoulder while you slid yourself halfway onto his lap. “I think you lied.” You smiled to yourself, half amused, half excited to see this side of your friend.
“L-lied?” Was all the nervous blonde could get out before you pulled the book from his hands and skimmed through the pages. He had given up on trying to take it away from you, and just let you do whatever you pleased.
“Yes.” You stopped at one spot in the book and grinned, practically purring with delight. “Asa brought their hand to the nape of his neck.” You read from the book, Satan had shrunk back in his seat, embarrassed was an understatement. Though he quickly forgot about his discomfort when you snaked your hand around his neck, resting it at the base.
“He could only writhe in anticipation, while they drug their nails through his hair.” You grinned as you read, slowly and gently weaving your fingers into his soft hair. You gently gave it a pull backwards and Satan’s mouth fell open, a small whine was drawn from his throat.
He looked just as shocked as you, though he couldn’t seem to find the will to do anything about it. You were now completely straddling his lap as you read the next paragraph. “Asa couldn’t but feign sympathy to the boy, because sympathy wasn’t at all the right word.” Satan’s hands were shakily reaching to hold onto your hips, your fingers still holding his head up by his hair.
“Lust was the word Asa wanted.” With that you grinned towards the pages, and shut the book again. “My my, Satan.” He seemed to be trembling now. His face hadn’t regained its normal pale color, the bright tomato red was still prominent. And he was still desperately trying to rest his cheek against your forearm.
“I’m sorry, MC.” He whined as you pulled your fingers out of his hair. You gently rubbed his cheek, tilting his head to the side, as to leave his neck open. You leaned down and started to suckle gently. Satan's soft breaths and whimpers only egged you on while you abused the soft skin of his neck.
His gentle fingers rested on your head, holding you against his neck while you worked. Occasionally you would feel him try to grind against you, though you wouldn’t let him continue for long, stopping him after only a few seconds of the shallow thrusts.
You pulled away from his neck, and he looked completely disheveled. “MC, please.” He mewled quietly. You couldn’t help but coo at him quietly while brushing his bangs out of his eyes. “Aw, aren’t you so precious?” You kissed him on the lips quickly, though he was obviously longing for more.
You slid off his lap, sitting at his side. He tried to turn to face you, or stand up, or do something. But before he could do anything, you undid the button of his pants. You looked up at him before unzipping his pants. He was biting harshly at his lower lip, his nails digging into his palms. “Yes, please fuck.” He nodded.
You undid his pants and pulled them down to his thighs, along with his boxers. You could only smile giddily at the sight of his painfully hard cock. You wrapped your hand around the base, not moving your hand until he started whining again. Satan was staring down at you, his pupils blown wide, and his mouth ajar while you slowly started to jerk him off.
Satan could only whimper and moan while you moved your fist up and down the length of his cock, his chest heaving and his back arched forward. His only two thoughts were about how good you were, and how glad he was that he locked his bedroom door.
But suddenly you stopped, and Satan’s eyes dropped from the door back to you. “H-hey. Why’d you-” His plea was cut short when you opened your mouth and slowly started to suck at his tip. “Hah, MC, oh fuck!” He tossed his head backwards, not caring that he hit the wall. The only coherent thing coming from him was a chant of your name.
You hadn’t had your mouth around his cock for more than a minute when you felt his shaky hands on the back of your head. “Please, please, MC… ‘M gonna…” His voice cracked and faltered, his face twisted in pleasure. You wrapped your hand around the base again, and started to stroke whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth.
And only a few seconds later, you felt your mouth fill with a warm liquid and Satan cry out your name one final time. You swallowed around him and pulled off, swallowing what little was left in your mouth. You leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth. “Good boy.”
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zephyrchama · 16 days
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Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.
Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.
Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.
Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.
Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.
Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).
Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.
Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.
Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.
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avonyxx · 3 months
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The bros drew themselves 🦅🦅🦅🫴🫴🫴
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lovetei · 9 months
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Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call
Versions: The Brothers, Side characters
Warnings: Gender neutral pronouns for MC, Cussing, Slight yandere themes (Belphegor, Asmodeus)
Links: Masterlist
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LUCIFER
This demon likes sticking to rules
Running on hallways? Detention
Eating during class? Detention
Not paying attention to class? Detention
No one is safe...
Except for one person.
The cafeteria if filled with loud noises, your voice shouting profanities to another demon specifically.
Everyone listening to the argument feels like they're stomach is about to burst out of nervousness because "What if Lucifer randomly comes in and put all of us is detention because we just stood by and didn't do anything to stop the fight?!"
And he did.
But what surprised them is that he didn't shout or anything, he just stood there for a few second and scanned the crowd looking for one of his brothers.
Spotted Mammon and came close to him before whispering something among themselves.
And then he just stood there
Doing nothing
As if it's just fucking okay to let a human, the exchange student at that, to scream and curse a demon because he won't cooperate into this project.
And when the demon started cursing back at you, the rules are suddenly so strict as if cussing will cause the end of the 8 rings of hell.
The demon is sent to detention, removed from the group, suspended, and many more.
And who knows? Maybe you pulled just a few strings to have that demon expelled.
But what the citizens sure know is that they never saw anyone again after talking to MC like that.
MAMMON
It was cute
Mammon would do anything for you, no matter how big or small it is.
One day, Mammon was spotted running around the halls of RAD.
Looking like he's getting chased by Lucifer, again.
But surprisingly, he's not.
He's just running around the school fetching your fan, notebooks, bag, pens, water or some snacks.
One time, you two were put in a group for this project and were talking about it with your other group mates.
Then you hit him with a "Mammon, I left my notebook on my desk in the potions class, can you fetch it for me?"
With just a blink of an eye, Mammon who was leaning on your shoulder just a few minutes ago is gone.
And with another blink of an eye he's there again with your notebook on his hands then he's back to leaning on your shoulder again as if he didn't just go to the other side of the school for a notebook.
LEVIATHAN
He's introverted
He won't go out his room if it's just for some lame party
I also headcanons for him to be the most unseen brother
Or like him having the smallest amount of photo and information online because he just won't go out.
Yeah, he won't go out if it's just some small, lame party but if Diavolo hosts it, what exactly can he do?
"Do you think the avatar of envy will attend this party?"
"Ha! No way... Lord Leviathan won't attend small parties or gatherings like these unless Lord Diavolo hosts it himself."
"Lord Leviathan really has a high standard when it comes to gatherings..."
And then poof
He's there
Beside you
A happy go lucky sheep beside a gloomy snake
What a match
And if you ask him why he would attend such gatherings when it's totally not even his style he would just go like "MC."
"What can I do? MC really wants to see the fireworks display."
"MC wants me to escort them."
So they got the hint on how to make Levi attend gatherings, either have Diavolo host it or invite MC too.
SATAN
He's angry
But not angry enough to yell when MC is around
Man's can go from 👹 to ☺️ real quick as soon as he felt MC's prescense
He doesn't know why too, but whenever he yell while you're around he thinks he'll fall out of favor
"WELL MAYBE IF YOU'RE SO PERFECT THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO AROUND WHILE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD FAR UP YOUR ASS- Oh, Hi MC? How are you?"
He'll talk so sweet in front you and then when you turn around you can see some veins popping out of his neck and forehead.
And if he can't really handle it and went berserk in your prescense another scary yet amazing thing you can is to put your hand on his body.
Shoulder, head, neck, wrist, arm, wherever it is.
Just pat him or link your arms with him and he will start to calm down.
ASMODEUS
People headcanon him to like it when you're obsessed with him but I think he's more obsessed to you.
Like he's down bad
You can do anything and he'll literally fawn all over it
"Look at the way they run their hands through their hair!"
"Look at how they work!"
"The way they hold that fork is so graceful~"
Literally, you're the only person that comes to his mind when someone said pretty
Except for himself of course
But I swear, whenever someone caught him staring at you the atmosphere gets so thick
You don't even know why but the atmosphere is heavy and the air suddenly smells so sweet
And those heart in his eyes, the way his pupils dilate
Yeah, you have this man worshipping you alongside himself
BEELZEBUB
Other than the fact that he's actually willing to share his food with you
He's willing to help you in any physical works
Like lifting up things, carrying your stuffs and sometimes even running errands for you
I mean, he actually doesn't do it a lot because Lucifer actually asks Mammon for this stuff because the things Lucifer needs to be done is a little...
Shady?
And he doesn't want to taint Beel's innocence.
So now since you're already a part of the student council when Lucifer needs to have something important finished but it requires physical work.
You and Beel will be partnered
And he doesn't have anything against it either
He likes it so much when you command him to do something actually
I mean, he's tall and buff but Lucifer won't ask him to do anything that includes hard labor except taking care of Belphegor
So you actually helping him make use of all those muscles made him feel a tinge of happiness
He feels like he's actually of use :)
BELPHEGOR
This little brat
He would kill for you and he means it
He's not scared to spill blood on broad daylight as long as it's for you
Someone bothered you? Dead
Oh this person annoyed you? Taken care of
Aw~ He told you you're cute and asked you out on a date? That's sweet! Dead.
He's just like that
He won't tolerate anyone who dared disrespect you
And Lucifer won't even put a stop into this
"I mean, Devildom is quite overpopulated and we don't want anyone disrespecting Lord Diavolo's plan on bringing the three realms together now." Is what he reasons everytime.
Oh, he also wakes up on command as long as it's you.
Lucifer and his brothers could be shaking him like he's dead and he won't even bother to open his eyes
But if you just pulled a "Belphie? Good morning..." Oh dear, he's wide awake and clinging to you.
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rabbit-illustrations · 4 months
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Demon boys
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leonideez · 11 months
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After the initial shock and sadness of the brothers realizing that MC will die one day; I think i’d be funny if MC jokes about and and uses it as leverage occasionally.
Lucifer: MC your grades are horrible you need to work on the assignments that have been given to you
MC: i’m going to die one day and you’re going to be sad about all of the times i could have been happy and yet you made me do schoolwork instead
Like MC being an absolute menace would be so fucking funny to me
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whatever-fanfics · 5 months
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Headcanon that the demons and angels don't have that instinct when somethings wrong.
MC *feels the hairs on their arms stand up*: Somethings wrong
Solomon *feels a pit in his stomach*: I agree
Demons and Angels: What the fuck
*Something goes wrong*
The Demons and Angels: What the F U C K 🤯😱🤯
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syazrock · 6 months
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Satan celebrate his own birthday party
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catmadeofsalad · 27 days
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Asmodeus: *playing with MC'S hair*
Beelzebub: *holding MC*
Belphie: *sleeping on top of MC's legs*
Mammon: *buying MC more blankets for their pile*
Leviathan: *putting in a funny movie for MC*
Lucifer: Why are you crowding MC so much?
Asmodeus: Their toxic ex tried to manipulate them into getting back together, and our dear human started to panic so we deemed this a necessary solution.
Lucifer: Then where is Satan?
Mammon: *grins* Hunting
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strawberrycartt · 27 days
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Vroom 🛵💨
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enbyobeyme · 10 months
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I think about this a lot... Solomon you menace...
Also not asmo having nothing with his brothers
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smoft-demons · 2 months
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MC falls asleep on him
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Lucifer:
‘…?!’ Is what Lucifer is thinking as your head drops onto his shoulder.
You had cajoled him into doing some of his constant paperwork in a bigger chair for a change. So there’s room for you to sit next to him! You’re not even demanding his attention, or the spare time that he doesn’t have, you’re being very considerate, you just wanted sit next to him, that’s all, you had promised!
Lucifer caved, because he is very soft for his human—even though he’s loathe to look like it. You were in fact being considerate… so he had brought a stack of relatively low-importance papers out of his office, into the living room.
You were sitting on a couch together, him with his stack of administrative papers and you with a homework assignment. You finished yours quickly, so you ended up playing a game on your DDD as you lean against him.
He checks on you periodically out of the corner of his eye. He’s relaxed though—as relaxed as Lucifer gets. This is peaceful. Meditative, almost. He’s happy. All his brothers are elsewhere, his tasks are not too overwhelming, he gets to have a nice, calming afternoon sitting in companionable silence with his favourite housemate…
A sudden weight falling on him jolts him out of his trance. Your cheekbone thunks against his shoulder. He blinks. Processing.
In quick succession, his brain goes like ‘..?!’ then ‘it is mid-afternoon why are you sleeping’ and ‘have we been overworking our human?’ and ‘aww. MC really does trust me that much.’
He adjusts the way you’re situated so you’re more comfortable as he finishes up the last of his work. When he’s done, he takes a moment to just observe. To appreciate your trust in him. Also, to congratulate himself again for his part in the creation of the exchange program, because it brought you into his life.
(He tries to ignore the stubborn twinge of nostalgic heartache he feels as well. You’re reminding him so much of Belphie, from back when his relationship with him was good. He’d never admit it, but he misses having his babiest brother fall asleep on him like this.)
Lucifer gathers up his papers, then picks you up, being careful not to jostle you too much. Let no one ever say he doesn’t take good care of his human. He carries you to your room to put you to bed. Clearly you need the extra sleep. Or… well, he tries to. You’re holding onto him pretty insistently.
He expects himself to feel irritated, but… no. He can’t help but feel a little smug, actually. It’s cute, you’re cute, you don’t seem to want him to leave you. So… fine. He’ll oblige. For a short break.
(An hour or two later, you’ll wake up to the smells and sounds of dinner being prepared. You’re… not under your blanket? No, you’re covered by Lucifer’s ridiculously long coat. It’s warm, soft. It smells like him. In this moment, it’s impossible to miss how loved you are.)
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Mammon:
The first time this happened (in your room, watching movies without any of his brothers for once), Mammon was stunned. He had frozen up, stuttered some nonsense to no one in particular, then quickly slapped his free hand over his mouth as he realized he would wake you if he didn’t immediately chill out.
Now though? You’ve been in his life for a while. He’s your oldest friend here. Those movie nights had become a habit, even though it remained rare to have one with no one else joining in. So this has happened a lot, and he’s gotten used to it. He doesn’t react so outwardly anymore, not unless one of his brothers show up to make fun of him.
If they try it, Mammon is rather aggressive about shushing them. At first, because he hated to be so obvious about how much he cares about you, but now that he’s a bit more used to it, it’s because he doesn’t want them to disturb you. He feels like he’s protecting you by keeping his brothers from waking you up. Sometimes, he’s the one who wakes you up by telling them to shut up just a bit too loudly, or silently gesturing for them to be quiet or go away a little too enthusiastically.
His brothers roast him even more for that. Poor thing.
Time and time again, you pass out on his shoulder. During a movie, mid relaxed hangouts with various groups of the brothers, in the rare times when hanging out solo with Mammon is a relaxing low-energy affair, while studying, during the lunch break at school, even in class sometimes. His heart warms, and he can’t help but smile at the familiar feel of you conked out on his shoulder again. He doesn’t even mind if you snore.
Mammon is usually such a loud, high energy person. Neither you nor him finds anything wrong with that of course, it’s one of many lovable things about him. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like being able to just chill with you sometimes though. It’s nice.
Eventually, he gets familiar enough with this that he’s willing to move you around to get more comfortable. With time, he learns exactly what ways he can move you without disturbing you. So most of the time when you fall asleep on him, you wake up in some other position. Sitting in his lap, lying down with a sleeping Mammon wrapped around you, being carried to another room, propped up against his side in your next class, being hugged like a teddy bear in his room, etc etc.
He never questions why you’re tired. He just lets you pass out on him. He wants you to be in the best possible condition, and he will happily take all the time with you he can get. He takes this to mean that you also want all the time with him that you can get, that you would rather stay with him than go to bed when you’re tired because you would rather not be separated from him. Just like how he feels about you. Why else would he be in your room as often as he is?
You trusting him enough to sleep on him all the time makes him feel like he’s being a good guardian demon, like he’s as precious to you as you are to him.
He’s a fan of all the free cuddles he gets out of this, too.
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Levi:
You’re in Levi’s room with him, set up very comfortably as you’re marathoning an anime together. You’ve been at it for hours though, you’re already a bit sleep deprived, and you’ve seen this one a few times already. You can’t stop yourself from nodding off. Your head drops onto his shoulder.
Levi freaks out.
“afgshrjdxssh—WH-!” He flails. You immediately snap awake again. “You—uhh-!” He shoves you away in a panic, then immediately changes his mind, pulling you back in, then freezes for a moment before letting go of you to flap his hands frantically. “Nonono stay—wait no, you don’t want to—I mean, you don’t have to—I mean, get o—uhh! Um! I mean! S-stay if you want, but I don’t care if you don’t want to—!”
You blink slowly at him a couple times. Trying to parse his contradictory sputtering. You’re tired, you’re not working at full brain power. You figure he means something along the lines of: ‘ooo I’m Levi, I have bad self esteem and I can’t believe you want to touch me, but I want you to, but I can’t say that because I cope with feeling unlovable by acting all tsundere because that way I feel less pathetic, love you though!’
You know. Standard Levi stuff. You love him so much—and you’d be very happy if he started therapy.
For now though, you just grab his arm and pull him closer to you again. You bury your face in his shoulder. This time, it’s unmistakably a deliberate move. Wordlessly telling him that you do in fact love him enough to want to touch him.
It’s like his body just took a screenshot! He keysmashes out loud.
Slowly, he calms down. He puts one hesitant arm around you. You don’t move. He can’t tell if you’re already asleep again or just pretending to be, but either way you seem to be comfortable.
Soon enough, he finds himself smiling like an absolute dork. This… is actually very effective reassurance. He feels all warm and fuzzy and loved. He likes holding you.
It’s reminding him of TSL fluff fics he’s read where absolutely nothing happens except Henry and the Lord of Shadows cuddle. A way for him to experience affection vicariously through a character he relates to and a character he loves, when he really wants hugs himself but can’t have any.
He squeezes you softly as his heart warms. He squishes his cheek against the side of your head.
“I love my Henry..!” Levi mumbles to himself, under his breath. He has no way of knowing if you heard that, which is why he said it out loud. It’ll be a while until he gets the nerve to say it when he knows you can hear.
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Satan:
He is HONOURED, he is OVERJOYED, he is MELTING, he is… very carefully remaining perfectly chill.
It’s the same type of happiness as when a cat decides to sit on you out of nowhere. He’s been chosen!
He is SO happy you trust him so much!
He had been reading, as usual. You had been sitting next to him, as usual. You had gotten tired, and without a moment of hesitation you had buried your face in his shoulder and fallen asleep.
He carefully contains all the joy this gives him, so he doesn’t disturb you. He wraps an arm around you, plants a soft kiss on your head, and goes right back to reading.
If you sleep fitfully, he’ll stroke your hair to soothe you.
When you wake up, he’ll ask if you had a nice nap. He won’t make any moves to make you get off him. If you choose to anyway, he won’t react outwardly, because he doesn’t want to discourage you falling asleep on him again. He wants this to happen lots more! So he’ll just smile at you and go back to his book.
But if you don’t choose to leave, he’ll shift you entirely into his lap to make you both more comfortable. He can hug you properly like this. If he’s sure you’ll be comfortable with it, he’ll kiss your forehead before going back to his book. He’s very happy to keep you there.
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Asmo:
Predictably, Asmo’s gonna take ALL the pictures of this!
A few in which he doesn’t look at the camera, as if they were candid shots. Some where he’s posing cutely, a couple where he’s kissing your head, a bunch of various angles of your sleeping face. What can he say, he thinks the way your cheek squishes against his collarbone is just precious.
A bit less predictably, he posts none on devilgram. No, these are just for him.
…maybe the best ones are for the group chat. He’s gotta show off his cute human to someone, it may as well be to his brothers. They’ll appreciate you properly. He’ll share after you’ve woken up, though. He doesn’t want anyone barging in to disturb you.
He’ll share the pictures with you as well if you ask, of course! What he will NOT do, however, is risk you deleting them! He’ll back them up first. He’ll store them in a hidden album if you’re shy about them, but he’s not deleting them!
Well, unless you’re genuinely uncomfortable. Then, okay fine. But please let him keep at least one? You’re so cute!
He’ll be more affectionate over the following days. Trying to be next to you all the time, inviting you to his room at every opportunity, pulling you to sit next to him. All because he hopes you’ll fall asleep on him again. Or just lean on him like that, and let him cuddle you. Please, he’d be SO happy!
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Beel:
Beel is so used to this behaviour. Belphie falls asleep on him all the time. He’d be the most chill about it.
As if it’s routine, he’ll secure you in your position with his arm, so you can’t fall and get hurt. He’ll rub your back and hum softly to you to help you relax if you don’t seem to be sleeping well. Beel is warm and soft and big and comfy, like the giant teddy bear he is at heart. He’s considerate and gentle. He’s always really sweet to you, and that doesn’t change one bit even when you’re unconscious.
When he inevitably gets too hungry to stay where he is, he’ll just take you to the kitchen with him. It’s no problem, he does this with Belphie all the time. It doesn’t matter how much you weigh, Beel can carry you easily. He thinks nothing of it.
He can cook one handed too if he needs to. He’s got practice—also because of Belphie. He’s chilling, he’s comfortable, there’s nothing unusual about this at all to him.
If the kitchen noises wake you up, he’ll apologize and share his food with you. He’ll tell you outright that he’s happy to let you use him as a pillow whenever you want.
(Also, he makes a mental note to drop you off with Belphie instead of bringing you along to the kitchen and risking waking you up again next time)
If it doesn’t wake you up, no problem! That’s what he expected. He just carries you around as he does what he needs to do around the house. He’ll put you to bed properly if he needs to go outside of course, but otherwise he’s bringing you with him.
When you wake up, he’ll put you down if you somehow indicate that’s what you want. If you don’t though, he just… won’t. He likes holding you. He’d do it so often if he thought you’d like him to.
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Belphie:
…Welp. The table has turned, hasn’t it.
People don’t fall asleep on Belphie while he’s awake too often! He’s not usually conscious to experience this! He likes it though. He thinks you’re being so cute.
9 times out of 10, Belphie will take this as his cue to cuddle up to you and join you in sleep. He can always be tempted into a nap. He’d make sure this the comfiest, nicest, most restful nap you’ve ever taken. He’d make sure you feel so safe and loved. You will NOT be disturbed on his watch.
On the rare tenth time, when Belphie isn’t tired, he might whine about being trapped. When one of his brothers points out that he can move you very easily, he glares at them. He maintains that it’s illegal to move when you’ve been chosen as someone’s pillow. When it’s pointed out that he’s perfectly capable of waking you if he really wants to get up, he looks affronted. He would NOT do that, he says. Do they think he’s completely heartless, he asks.
Well. He wouldn’t do that unless he’s feeling particularly bratty. He’d totally do it to any of his brothers… but he’s soft with you. He loves you. Be so for real, do you think he’d really ever pass up an opportunity to cuddle you? No way. He can go shopping later.
He won’t tell you that though. He’ll bitch about it to your face, complaining until you agree to go shopping with him next time, all the while refusing to let go of you.
He already was not hesitating to fall asleep on you, but he somehow gets more shameless and constant about it. Since you’re doing it too, it’s your thing now. You’d be a hypocrite to complain now.
Yeah, he couldn’t be happier about this. Please sleep on him all the time. Enable him even more! He’ll make sure you won’t regret it.
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Solomon: As a human--
Lucifer: *scoffs* Human?
Mammon: I don't think you count as a human anymore, dude.
MC: Stop!
Satan: Huh?
MC: Stop saying Sol isn't human. 😑
Asmo: Hun, come on. He's an incredibly powerful sorcerer who's immortal and has 72 demons under his control--
MC: My ancestor was a fallen angel.
Belphie: How does that--
MC: When I went to the Celestial Realm in the past you guys couldn't tell that I wasn't an angel. And when I went back in time in the Devildom you idiots didn't even consider the fact that I could've not been a demon.
Levi: Uh--
MC: Whenever we get in some sort of trouble and end up cursed or hit a weird spell it rarely ever affects me even though the magic works on everyone else: demon, human, or angel.
Mammon: Okay, that's a good point but--
MC: When I first got here Lou put a spell in the attic so a human wouldn't be able to see Belphie even if they got up there. I went to the attic and I was still able to see him.
Everyone: ...
MC: 😑
MC: If you wanna dismiss Sol's humanity because he's "unusual" compared to the average human, you'll have to dismiss mine too.
Beel: I think MC is right here...
MC: Thank you, BB.
MC: Now c'mon Old Magic Man, let's go. *grabs Sol and leaves*
Everyone: ...
Satan: ...MC has become rather protective over Solomon ever since they came back, huh?
Lucifer: Yes, they have...
Mammon: I don't like that.
Asmo: Well, I think it's sweet.
Levi: Guys, I think we're focusing on the wrong thing here--
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Introducing NB! Satan to my cat
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Many Kisses~ (PolyAU! Obey me!)
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Note: I got no excuse for the last one, the demons just love their human too much <3 (And MC is just loving life)
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