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Simeon x female reader smut (fem bodyed but not pronouns used)
Warning/Contains: soft!dom Simeon (not official d/s relationship), Simeon teasing you, mention of reader wearing lacy lingerie, orgasm denial, everything consensual bcs Simeon is the king of consent, use of petnames (princess, love, doll), biting, oral (recieving and giving), unprotected sex (pls don't do that irl), missionary, doggy style, cumming inside (not breeding kink), I like to romanticise smut so there's a little of fluff too + aftercare, lmk if I miss something
Word count: 3484
A/N: HAPPY NEW YEARR! I finally finished this, it took me almost one week lol at least I finished it not like other fics. Anyway, this is how I imagine having sex with Simeon would be, I hope you like it, enjoy <3
NSFW UNDER THE CUT
The sounds of your whimpers and breathy moans combined with his teasing voice was the only thing that could be heard in the four walls that was his room.
"Tell me, princess. Is this what you wanted earlier? Mmh? You were so desperate for my attention weren't you? Don't worry, I'll give it to you" you could only whine at his words. Yes, he was right. You were being rather desperate for him earlier.
I mean, how could you not? He was so gorgeous in that suit, so sexy, drinking wine from his cup graciously while he was lightly laughing and talking with Diavolo and Lucifer. He was called for a formal dinner by the Prince himself and he couldn't deny him, so he dolled himself up and went with you as partner.
He looked so good.
The way he had his sleeves rolled up his arms, exposing his tanned and smooth skin. And his eyes... oh God, the way he was eyeing you was if not as desperate as you, but he maintained his composure, he knew how to behave. Not like you though.
You've been teasing him as subtly as possible to not get caught by the nine demons, the sorcerer and Luke.
You've been devouring him with your eyes, staring at him through your lashes for a little too long, the intensity of your gaze igniting something in Simeon. That, plus your lingering touch in his arms and chest whenever you got the chance to be close to him. The way you pressed your body on his to whisper something in his ear, or when you two were dancing.
He swears you were gonna make him lose his mind. And not only for you little actions, but because it was you.
You were glowing in your formal clothes, in his eyes you were like a blessing fallen from the sky. The way you look at him makes him fall in love with you even more. Your stylised hair looked so smooth and he wanted nothing more than to pull at it later in the bedroom. Your face, your lips, every part of your body was asking to be kissed, caressed, but more than anything: to be marked as his. He loves and adores you in every way and aspect possible. And he wanted to show everyone as much as you just that.
At this exact moment he has you splayed out in his bed. You were in just your underwear, which happens to be a well selected lacy lingerie. When he saw that you planned this, he decided to pay back all your teasing and not give in to you as easily as he was going to do, playing with you and your mind before going to the actual fun. Lovingly, of course.
You don't know how much time has passed since he started his little game, but he left you breathless. As always, because he really could be doing any little thing and he would still have the same effect on you.
He's been kissing you untill you ran out of air multiple times, marking your whole body with love bites and sucking in your skin just enough to leave slight bruises that would desappear by the end of the nigth.
He ran his hands up and down your body, giving you shivers. Even more when he passed them to touch your erected nipples through your lacy bra, rubbing and caressing them a few minutes before taking the right in his mouth while his right hand played with the other and his free hand went to run up your thighs.
Your nerves were buzzing and your mind was clouded with the need of pleasure, you felt dizzy in the best of the ways, and it was all because of him. Only him could have you like this, and he knows that.
Your skin was burning, and his touchy hands were setting even more fire in it.
"Love your tits" his murmur was muffled by your chest, his voice sending vibration through you. When he finally reached your pulsing core, passing the tips of his fingers along it with feather like touches, he moaned. "So wet for me, my love. Are you enjoying this?"
You just moaned at his fingers teasing your clit though your panties, but he didn't feel like that was response enough, so he bite on your breast to draw you to answer him.
His action makes you let out a high pitched squeal. "Yes! Yes, I'm enjoying this".
He smiled against your skin, saying in an audible voice "That's more like it" before murmuring "sorry" in a softer way and kissing where he bite as to make it up to you.
He pushed your panties to the side to touch you skin to skin, making little circles in your clit. He then starts trailing his kisses down your body to were you want him the most. Stopping and drawing his fingers away from where they were moments ago, your hips moving up searching for more stimulation only to be slammed down into the mattress by his hand.
He is looking in your eyes rigth into your soul and you can feel the atmosphere getting even more heated. He positions himself between your legs, his head inches away from your clothed core.
"Is this okay?" He asks, sticking his fingers under the elastic of your panties, you smile, nodding. He smiles back at you and pats your butt to tell you to yank it off the bed, and when you do he pulls your panties down painfully slow. On purpose.
When he finally has you all exposed beneath him, he spreads your legs even more open to have better access.
He looks directly into your most private area and the way he is doing it makes you squirm and unconsciously clench your hole, making his mouth water.
He blows air, making you shiver and squirm even more. He chuckles at this before starting to kiss your inner thighs, trailing his path back whenever he gets too close to your core. By the point he's going to actually eat you out, you're practically dripping and he coos at that.
You're so sensitive that when he presses a sweet kiss in your clit before diving in, you jolt and a broken gasp is torn from your throat. "So sensitive are we?" He smirks before pushing his tonge flat into your slit and start licking up and down, recollecting your arousal and teasing your opening in the process.
He's gentle and calm as he somehow teases and gives you pleasure at the same time. It's not enough to make you cum fast and hard, but he's slow and sensually building up your orgasm.
When he feels your hands tangle through his hair and your hips start to grind into his face, he knows you're close, so he grabs your hips to put them down into the mattress and pulls away of your center. Your whine resonates through the whole room and he just stares at you intesly, smiling as angelic as ever, as if he didn't just eat you out and has your arousal all over his face. "Simeon! I was so close" you frown.
"I know love, but if you let me play with your pussy for a little longer, the pleasure you'll get when you cum is going to be amazing" you nod at his words, a pout still present in your lips and your face hot at his words, taking note of how he only wants you to feel good. "If it becomes too much for you, just tell me okay? Then if you want we'll stop or I'll give it to you" his words are sealed by a sweet peck to your lips and you can feel your pulse pick up from the way he threats you, you can practically feel your love for him grow with each and every second you spend with him.
Once he separates from you, he stares into your eyes as he resumes his actions. This time he works his index finger inside you slowly as his tongue laps at your clit, his free hand massaging your inner thighs and spreading you even more in the process.
He holds the eye contact as he rebuilds your orgasm, this time he's a little tiny bit rougher, but then again, it's not as rough as you want it to be.
His movements speed up a little and at that you can feel your orgasm approaching embarrassingly fast.
His stare is so intense that it edges you on to the peak of your climax even more, the heat radiating from his mouth plus the lewd slurping sounds of his tongue and fingers inside you makes your breath heavier each second and at one point you have to break the lustful eye contact.
When he sees your head turning to the side, he immediately stops his movements and instead of latching into your clit, his mouth encloses in your sensitive inner thigh and his teeth pierce your flesh, toring your throat with a plaintive groan and making your eyes squeeze shut.
"Eyes on me, love. I want you to look at me as I make you feel good".
You take in a deep, shaky breath trying to stabilise your accelerated heart before looking at him again.
When you do, he smiles at you and resumes his actions again, this time he goes for fucking you with his tongue, the muscle going in and out of you slow at first and then rougher and faster, making you gasp at the suddenness of his pace. His miscevous eyes engraving everything about you.
"Simeon... if you keep going I'm gonna cum!" Your voice was slurred and desperate as you tried to close your legs, being stopped by his hands.
"Such a good girl for letting me know". He gives you a few minutes to calm down and relax as his mouth leaves a path of sweet kisses up to your mouth, stopping for a moment at the spot below your boobs and at your neck. When he reaches your mouth, he gives you little pecks that leaves you both giggling before connecting your mouths in a passionate kiss. When he pulls away, you both sigh.
"I want to make you feel good too, let me return the favor". You lean back a bit, pushing on his chest to lay him down on the bed as you join your puffed lips in another kiss.
You then start doing the same as he did to you: mark his body as yours. Starting with his sensitive spot rigth below his ear and going down his neck, you take off his dress shirt palming his lean chest and giving his nipples a slight tweak, you humm in delight as you hear him moan at this and feel his hips thrust to reach for friction.
Going lower, you lick up his sligth formed abs making him squirm and press his erection into your chest. "Mmm... you're so exited down here" you give him a playful squeeze before setting into massaging him through his pants. Looking down, your mouth turns up into a smirk "look at that! You stained your dress pants... what a shame". You look up at him through your lashes to see him blushing, his nude chest heaving with each deep breath he takes. "Guess we'll have to take them of... don't you think?" His response to that is his hips lifting off the bed to give you access to remove his pants.
When you do it, you remove his boxers as well, seeing his cock spring free moving slightly from side to side before hitting his abdomen. Not for too long before you grab it from the base and start stoking him slowly, "you're so hard, is this for me?" You practically moan "Yes, yes, only for you my love" he sounds so desperate it's almost cute. "In that case I should take charge of it".
After those words leaves your mouth, you grap your lips around the head of his cock.
You start sucking just enough to have him shivering, not really giving him what he wants, just as he did to you. After a few minutes of your tongue working on little kitten licks where his most sensitive part is, you have him hissing and containing himself from just fucking your mouth; giving you breathy moans from time to time. That's when you decide to deep throat him.
Connecting your eyes the whole time, you watch him as he barely puts himself together, lost in the feeling of your throat and mouth around him. His cheeks are flushed, his puffy lips parted, releasing deep, rapid, shaky breaths as his hands tangle through your hair to push himself even more deeper, making you gag and your nose touch his pubic bone.
When he feels your throat tightening around him due to your gags and choking plus you doing it on purpose, he can't help to moan out loud, pulling at your hair to get you off of his cock.
You take a deep breath, feeling his hand gently but hurriedly whip a part of the spit in your chin before grabbing you by it and draw you to him to kiss you hard. You haven't recovered your breath and you still have spit remains in your mouth and chin, what makes the kiss even more messier, full of teeths and tongues, needier. When he pulls away, you are left panting and your head light and fuzzy; so much so that you don't realize the moment he laid you on your back.
He kisses you again, this time he has his left hand in your neck, simply resting it there, and his rigth founds place grabbing your left tit. "Do you want to use protection tonight?" His murmur against your lips tingle a bit and you find yourself answering in a needy tone "no, please, need to feel you" just as the desperate words leaves your mouth he joins your lips in a sweet little kiss.
He spreads your legs even more, resting his cock in your pussy before teasing your clit with his head, rubbing up and down to your opening, going slightly in before going up and rubb circles in your clit while his mouth latches to your nipples again, this time he had taken your bra off and it feels better, and just like that he has you like putty in his hands.
Your hips lift up searching for more stimulation, making him laugh and lean down to press his forehead with yours and look at you mockingly. "What? Need something? Hmm?" You only frown and whine, squirming even more, "Come on, doll. Tell me what you want yeah?" As he was saying that, he started to go inside you slowly, making you gasp.
You said nothing, thinking he had already gave in.
That was until he was completely inside you and he kept still.
"Simeon... please" you almost cry, the tears already forming in your eyes. "Please what, Princess?" You pout at him again and his breath hitched at that "Please, I want it" "I don't know what you're talking about, what do you want?"
"I want you... please" your watery voice makes him finally start to move slowly and gently. "And you've got me, I'm yours love,. Only yours". His little whispered praises never ends as he set a normal steady pace, making you leave breathy moans.
The swaying of his hips accelerates little by little and you can feel how you lose yourself in his movements, in the pleasure he gives you. Your orgasm approaching with each of his movements. "Simeon! I'm‐ I'm gonna cum!" "Go ahead love, cum on my cock, you deserve it" He then presses his forehead to yours again, just as his hand moves down to rubb at your clit rapidly and his movements speed to a brutal pace, moving your whole body and making your breast bounce. He looks at you with his mouth open in a silent moan as you fall apart on his cock for the first time that nigth, your thighs trembling and eyes rolling to the back of your head as he doesn't stop his movements, helping you ride out your orgasm and rebuilding it again.
When you calmed down, you were even needier than before, asking for more, more more. And he gave it to you, making you come again and again.
Time has passed and he had flipped you so you were facing the mattress, your ass sticked out for him to plug into you again. Looking back over your shoulder you see him looking at your clenching, dripping hole as he jercked himself off and got closer to you.
Teasing your entrance again, this time he pushed in entirely before drawing out of you and go back in. He did this for a while, and you came again just like that, getting even more wet. When he finally sank in and started fucking you from behind at a desperate pace, you knew he was searching for his orgasm, so you helped him as best as you could, moving your ass back to meet his thrusts and moaning even more, saying things as "you gonna cum?" "Please cum in me" "need you cum" and at you last sentence he bend down, pressing his chest to your back and fucking you hard and fast into the mattress. You bury your face into the pillows under you, your hands finding shelter in the same place, grasping and holding the pillow tightly to keep you grounded. He intertwine his hands with yours, squeezing your hands with each thrust. His mouth is next to your ear and you can hear his every sound, his moans, hiss, ragged breaths; it all brings you closer to your climax again.
His rigth hand suddenly tangles in your hair and yanks it, lifting your tear stained face "Want to hear you, love, don't hide your pretty moans from me" his desperate voice only audible because he was practically grunting at your ear, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hear him over the slapping sounds of his hips and thigs slamming against yous ass and thighs.
He then started to kiss, lick and bite your neck, marking you even more and muffling his moans slightly. All the while he was watching your contorted face of pure pleasure, your brows furrowed and your mouth open, tongue lolling out of your mouth and saliva scaping from it, pooling at your chin down to the pillow. He was fucking you dumb. And God it felt good.
His hips started to move in an erratic pace, and his moans increased its volume "Y/n! Y/n I'm gonna cum!" "Inside! Please cum inside, I need it!" Your words were the only thing that he needed to finally release, pushing his cock even deeper into your pussy, making both of you tremble, even after he had slumped down over you and you were catching your breaths, your thighs were shaking in unison; the intensity of both your orgasm so much that had left you breathless and with your minds clouded.
After a few minutes, when you calmed down, you made a groaning sound , trying to push him away "You're crashing me, Simeon" he he giggled airily in response, grabbing you by the waist wrapping his right arm and repositioning yourselves so that you are lying in each other's arms, your head against his chest and his head on top of yours, giving your head a kiss before resting his chin atop of it.
"That was great" his calm voice broke the silence and you nodded in response, feeling tired. You yawn, nuzzling more into his embrace "Mmhm... that was nice, but now I'm tired and sleepy" he grab your chin, making you face him and pulling you in for a series of sweet kisses, each of one was followed by a praise, a thing he loved about you, and by the final kiss he said "I love you" to which you responded with a kiss and the same words. "Now, we need to clean up" you whine at his words "I know you're tired and all, but you need to get clean and pee if you don't want an infection" you nodded, lifting you off his chest, followed by him "You go straight to the bathroom, ill prepare everything here".
After you were done and clean, you finally go to bed, cuddling while telling each other how was the meeting in the Demon Lord Castle and over all trivial things, until you fell asleep while he was talking about some cute things Luke did, his shooting voice and his hand gently stroking your hair lulling you to sleep.
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I blame you for this @ice-icebaby . You broke my heart, and I'm gonna make it everyone's problem.
TW: Major character death, sad baby Luke, mentions of bl**d, mention of sharp pointy weapon, Luke being forced to do something he doesn't want to, Michael's an a**hole.
"Why...? Why would you do this Simeon?!" Luke yelled, holding his spear out at his former mentor. His hands trembled, eyes filled with unshed tears.
Simeon simply smiled. "You do stupid things for the ones you love Luke," he replied, voice calm and steady as always.
No... please no... Scream, curse, do something.. Anything.. please just don't accept this...
"Luke."
Had Michael's voice always been this grating on the ears? Harsh, with no sign of the softness he would display to the younger angels? Luke bit his lip, a single tear making its way down his face. His hands shook harder. How was he to harm the one who had raised him, helped and encouraged him in each of his endeavours?
How was he to harm someone he thought of as a father?
"Luke." Michael's unforgiving voice reached out once again, a vicious undertone to his words as he sneered, "Are you unable to do such a simple task now? How will you ever be like me?"
I don't want to be like you...not anymore... I don't want this... Please, show mercy...
"Do it, Luke," Simeon's voice was such a contrast. Sweet as always, never looking down upon the younger angel for his lack of experience. Always ready to pick him up and dust him off if he ever stumbled.
Luke wondered if he would ever get to experience that again.
Simeon stepped closer, while Luke stayed rooted to his spot. Calmly, Simeon steadied the shaking spear, the blade pointed at his chest. The older angel smiled at Luke as he pulled it closer, pressing the tip of the blade against his clothed skin. "Don't be afraid."
"Any last words traitor?" Michael snarled. Simeon looked up at him with indifference. "I have not, for a single moment, regretted anything I have done. If there is something I regret, it's leaving my friends and loved ones without so much as a goodbye. But given a chance... I would do it all over again."
Michael's eyes burned with fury at his words, his continued defiance. "Kill him, Luke."
Luke found his body acting of its own accord, moving to complete the order given by his superior. The spear pierced through Simeon's chest, the older angel sending the younger a melancholic smile.
"I w-want you to know.."
Please stop talking... please...
"I'm proud o-of you, L-luke..."
The dam finally broke, but Luke found he couldn't scream out like he wanted to.
Instead, silent tears streamed down his face as he watched Simeon's eyes lose their light, his clothes darkening with his blood.
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can you imagine the obey me characters with an MC whos a psychiatrist/psychologist in the human world and they go around psychoanalysing everyone.
they turn to mammon and go "mammon, i think its time to discuss your gambling addiction" or they're in purgatory hall, take one look at diavolo and mumble "daddy issues" then walk away
not even barbatos would be safe. MC would calmly smile at him and go "barbatos, do you perhaps have a dismissive avoidant attachment style?"
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Sorry it took so long😔 but for the request I can have how Lucifur, Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon mating behaviors? Thanks so much 😊
I love this. Yasss flirt with me you beautiful bastards!
Happy Valentines to all y’all that wish to celebrate!
Lucifer:
Super formal…at first. Sends you a damn letter of intent- a smutty smutty letter of intent.
Once he can tell he has caught your eye and you accept his courting his prideful tendencies come out in full blast. He preens and let’s his natural charisma ooze out when he knows he is about to see you, dressing in his best suits and is on his best behavior.
Very traditional in his approach until you two are comfortable. A wine and dine kinda guy.
Can get over bearing at first. If your eyes drift to anything while you are out it’s yours. You’ll find it in your room displayed prominently somewhere where you can’t miss it. Should you accept enough of them he will progress to more intimate behaviors.
He will try his damndest to get you to himself and in his private quarters.
For you his normally spartan rooms will change to softer more human friendly.
He is really into textiles and nesting.
Should you choose to live in his quarters with him he imports and buys only the softest sweetest things for you two to lounge on together.
When he is in his demonic forms these tendencies are ten-fold. He is a constant shadow over your shoulder hovering and showing off his strut and appearance.
Is big on power displays but would much rather show his might with talking and eviscerating annoying wooers with words then brute force.
Some don’t take the hint and those get the beating of a lifetime with his many wings.
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"You're ridiculous." You chuckle plucking a stray feather from your head. Lucifer huffs, flinging yet another pillow from the pile he had amassed.
"You will not say that when I finally bed you here, my dear." Lucifer scoffs at you looking down at two identical fuzzy blankets. After much deliberation on his part he tucks one into the intricate weaving of the outer shell of his nest while the other covers the mound of feather down pillows he had laid out earlier.
"Done yet?" You ask, circling his large bed. He has yet to invite you into it. His large black wings block most of your vision but you know when he is done it is going to be grand. You are excited to see what he had been planning. The past months had been a guessing game of possibilities. He promised something intimate and worth the wait. You believed him, today had been pretty spectacular.
The wining, dining, and postulating was classic Lucifer, but softness of his touch and low soft whispers of praise over dinner in public had been new. Welcomed whole heartedly, but new. He was usually so restrained in public. Today he wanted to show you off. He dressed you both to the nines and took the day off to be with you. You thought the day was over after dinner and a show in the human realm. So when he said he had an even bigger surprise for you back in his room, well you had to see.
“Soon.” He smiles over to you. “Why don’t you wash up? I prepared a bath for us. But please get in first. I just have a few more touches before I’m done.”
You perk up at the idea of a bath. Asmo’s tub was fantastic, but Lucifer’s was legendary. You had never used it before. “Really?” You rise from your chair. He chuckles, turning away from his work for a moment.
“Go on.” He jerks his head to his closest door that leads into his bathroom. “Indulge yourself with anything you like. All the bottles and soaps are human safe. Go, I will join you soon.”
Excited, you rush from the room shedding your clothes as you make a mad dash from the bathroom. Opening the door a wall of steam greets you. His bathroom was smaller than expected but very personal. The tub rests in the middle of the room surrounded by shelves of glass vials and jars.
Approaching the tub you trail a finger along the rim. It is a deep double slipper basin made of copper and tarnished from years of love and usage. The smell of elderberries, fresh fern, and peppercorn entices you. It smelled like Lucifer. You smile to yourself.
“You know you already got me, right? Not that I don’t mind smelling like you.” You shout out, dipping a foot into the hot water. Settling in you sigh in bliss. The water was milky and filled with petals of all shapes and sizes. They brush your skin like soft kisses. Sinking deeper you rest your head back on the lip of the tub and float.
Hands touching your shoulders wake you with a little start. “Is this all to your liking?” Lucifer purrs in your ear, his hair tickling the nape of your damp neck.
“Consider me woo'd and courted.” His lips brush yours trailing across to your cheek before kissing between your eyes.
“Don’t say that just yet beloved. I wish to join you before adding my finishing touches.”
Diavolo
A grand show. He has to show you he can protect you as well as provide. It’s in his blood, he simply has to show you that he is the perfect mate for you.
Somehow finds a way to be shirtless and working whenever you are in the vicinity. Gotta show off the body (humans like that right…right Barbatos???)
He first tried the mating behaviors that attract demons. (No,no my Lord. Decapitated heads and fresh kills are not appropriate mating gifts.)
Has eyes and ears everywhere and they report back any little complaint or comment you have.
He could easily buy you things, but don’t humans like gifts from the heart…err hearts. So he will make what he can for you instead.
Has quite a few hidden skills. Nothing like Barbatos but he is a pretty good craftsman. Especially with wood.
Plasters you with gifts and thoughtful changes. You sneeze in his castle. You must be cold! Had it always been this drafty in here? Time for renovations to the castle.
When he gets really serious he will make a special plot in his private gardens just for you. He will spend months cultivating the perfect gift. Everything grown there was planted and tended to by his hands just for you. It’s a mix of native devildom flora and vegetation and human. A bit for you and him.
“Now-Open!” Diavolo’s voice is bubbly, just brimming with uncontrollable excitement. You match his energy bouncing on your heels, your palms still covering his large hands over your eyes. You didn’t know what to expect from Dia in his mating habits. When Diavolo first showed his intentions it was…rocky.
The weekly royal spars in the colosseum and hunts in the forest were interesting to start with. You couldn’t deny seeing Diavolo glistening with sweat and roaring at the crowd in victory wasn’t a turn on, but when the trophy heads started to amass at your door was when it became too much. He meant well. At least that's what the brothers told you while you tried to get the blood stains out of the carpet. After some trial and error on his part and patiences on yours his displays of courtship became something you looked forward to.
This one was long in the making, eating at Diavolo’s little free time and a lot of his energy. You missed him but Barbatos said you would greatly enjoy this surprise. So you waited, and waited, and waited till he came to you. His eyes are bright and full of passion.
“Mio giglio! I have something I wish to give you. If-if you will allow it…” He hesitates a moment before pushing forward. “I made it for you myself.”
He takes you to the back gardens of his estate, nothing new here. Many dates ended here with him walking you around the lush pathways. “May I cover your eyes?” He stops at a new path waiting for you to do as he asks.
“Why?” You squint at him suspiciously. Dia laughs rubbing your back and kissing your forehead.
“And ruin the surprise? Tsk.Tsk. Humans need to loosen up.”
“Guess I can’t argue with that.” Letting him clap a hand over your eyes you wrap your hands around his forearms. “Lead on!” You strain your other senses to pick up any clues to just what he was planning. The crunch of gravel overshadows any other noises, but you smell fresh wood and foliage. “Are we there yet?”
“Yes.” Dia rumbles. He squeezes your hand once more before letting go of you. “ Open your eyes.”
You blink stunned by the beauty of the scene. “Where-where did this come from?” The fresh timber is soft under your curious touch. The soil around the cabin freshly turned, the mix of indefinable flowers and some you knew were planted around the building. All of this was new. New-new. “Did you have this done for me?”
Diavolo grins, spreading his arms wide. “I built it for you.” He looks over his handy work. The small cabin was a labor of love. Over the years together he had grown to know you and your tastes. He wanted to prove to you that he could provide whatever it was you needed. When trophy heads and blooded battles fell short, Barbatos steered him to the more practical (for humans at least) gifts. Opening the door to your get away he bows, letting explore in peace. He beams to himself hearing all your gasps and exclamations of awe with each room you enter. Did you notice the hand carved and painted door knobs? Or the engravings on the molding, his binding words etched into the back declaring his protection?
Probably not, but with time he would tell you all about it. If you accept it, and with it him.
Barbatos
It is harder for him to getting time to show off his mating behaviors.
Mainly because you are not his priority, as much as you both might wish it. The prince and the Devildom come first.
His behaviors are more showy than you would expect. Bright bolts of fabric, the latest fashions and imported spiced teas and herbs land at your doorstep constantly. Fresh flowers and meals are dropped off in your classes, a handwritten note lain on top each time.
He expects to see you wear the fabrics and jewels he drops off. If he can’t have you by his side at all times at least others will know.
On the rare nights he may get off (at Diavolo’s behest) He will shower you with handmade treasures and homemade delicacies along with his attention. The best gift he can give you is quality time.
He promises you more of him and his treasures if you become his.
You have gotten used to the envious looks of your classmates at lunch time. At first you hated it, the angry glares and loud whispers. To them it was unimaginable that some human caught the eye of someone like Barbatos.
But it did make for the hottest gossip. Now, a little part of you loved the attention. From both him and the jealous on lookers. He made you feel special, wanted. His attention and gifts is a heady rush; he never treated anyone else like this. His gifts varied from day today. Sometimes small and unassuming, other times they could not fit in the classroom. Those times you thought they were for fun. A little tongue and cheek mischief from him to you.
This time your desk was bare except for a small ornate envelope and a plainly wrapped box. You smile to yourself ignoring the looks of your classmates and open the wax seal of the letter. Wear this tonight, I have many things planned for us. A whole night's worth. Your stomach flips with giddy excitement. A whole evening, that was unprecedented. Barbatos never had that much free time. Fighting back the urge to rip open the box you store it under your seat and wait for the day to end.
The wrappings on the box don't last long once you are in your room. The outfit inside was stunning, shimmery and soft yet thick and warm for the cool Devildom nights. It accentuates your best features when you put it on. There was no note or hint of just what you were supposed to do now but something deep down just told you to wait.
You didn’t have to sit long before a silent rap at your door drew your attention. Barbatos entered with a polite bow, his lean frame bending like a willow in a breeze. “I see I measured it just right.” He smiles warmly looking you over.
“You made this?” It would make sense. The traditional garb was nothing like you had seen in stores around the Devildom.
“Of course,” He moves closer, straightening out a few creases and improper folds in your clothes. “Something unique for a priceless treasure is fitting, no?” Your cheeks warm at his casual flirtation. “And look, we match.” Stepping back he turned for you. Your outfits did indeed match, not in an obvious or obnoxious way. It was tasteful, the contrasting colors of your pieces playing off of each other well. You hum to yourself taking this moment of closeness to rub at his sleeve.
“A bit on the nose though isn’t it?” Barbatos cocks his head. You gesture at yourself. “Trying to tell the whole of the Devildom that I’m yours? Or just thought that this was my color?” Teal and silver embroidery graces the side of your sleeves and down your waist. Not a color scheme you wore often. No, they were his colors plain and simple.
He chuckles a sly grin spreading across his face. “Why would I bother with such things? There are many other ways to let the realm know you are mine. Perhaps I shall remind you of them?”
Simeon
His mating behavior is when he is at his most vulnerable. He has always been elegant with his words and mannerisms but now he lays himself bare.
Lots of poetry is how he likes to woo you.
A much more human like courtship he likes to extend it for months to really get to know you.
He is very tender with you. Not because you are human, but because he cares so deeply for you and your comforts. His old work as a guardian angel comes through when he is with you.
But with the tenderness comes a sly tectican. He knows more about the human realm and courting than the demons of the realm and uses it to his advantage.
He likes quiet more personal encounters, things where you two can talk and share interests unperturbed. Though he uses the brothers and their…special brand of chaos to his advantage. You know who to go to when overwhelmed or just to get a break from the mischief.
His favorite gifts to give you are short stories and homemade sweets. If you make them together it makes it all the better.
If he feels like he needs to bust out the big guns he can and will serenade you. He is well versed in many types of instruments and can write lyrics with ease.
Fresh sweets sit cooling by an overstuffed basket of sandwiches and snacks. The woven wicker already groaning at the seams understrain the strain. You doubt the basket could hold much more but your little helper was determined to fit more in.
Luke bustles around you. His blonde head bolting to and fro, talking a mile a minute about how he won’t let any of the “stupid brothers” disrupt your afternoon while grabbing anything else he could think of for you lunch out. “Come now, Luke.” Comforting arms wrap around your midriff. "I'm sure we will have a lovely outing." Simeon kisses your temple. "If a brother were to show up, then more the merrier. There is plenty of food." He pauses. "Unless Beel joins us."
He moves from your back deep in thought eyeing the spread. Perhaps he should make more, just in case. “Noo-” Luke breaks his concentration grabbing up the basket and a thermos before pushing you both out the door. “No smelly demons, no distractions. Just you two, alone!” With that the little angel slams the door on you both.
“Well then.” Simeon turns you. A langued smile spreads across his face. “ I guess that decision was made for us. Shall we?” He holds out his hand for you.
"Is it far?" You ask, craning your head around his frame. Simeon chuckles moving to block your view of the path before you. He wanted it to be a surprise.
“Impatient are we?”
You shake your head. “Excited. We hardly get any time for each other alone.”
Very true. He had been busy with celestial work and school, and so had you. The time away had been getting to him more than he thought. He was almost feeling jealous of the time you were spending with the brothers compared to him. Once upon a time he would have called what he planned salacious, something far below his station. But then he looks at how you would smile and touch the seven brothers. It chaffed him in ways that should have worried him. “True. I have missed you dearly.” He pushes the swell of emotions back down and squeezes your hand. His chest clenches when you squeeze back. It solidified his resolve.
Quickening his pace he leads you into town navigating the winding streets with a single minded focus. You enter the Devildom forest. He knows you’ve been here before with the brothers but with this outing he hopes to overshadow whatever memories of the brothers that may linger there. He wanted every memory you have of their Kingdom to be painted with his brush.
He and Luke had spent the morning before cooking setting up the small outcove with blankets, books and other activities for the two of you to do. Something innocent yet intimate at the same time. Simeon smiles to himself hearing your gasp of excitement when he reveals his work.
Lunch was enjoyable. Filled with feather light kisses and little compliments over drinks.“Is this to your liking?” He turns to you, putting his drink down. You nod flopping onto the soft grass next to your blanket.
“Of course! I don’t see how this could get any better!”
Simeon laughs pulling out his final gift to you. “How about now?”
Your eyes grow wide taking in the leather bound journal in his hands. “What is this?”
“A story, a poem, or maybe even a script.” The angel strokes the cover with care. “It is my thoughts and hopes of us. All the days I spent falling in love with you and all our adventures together.”
“It’s for me?” You reach for it leafing though the ornate pages. His penmen ship was emaculate even the scribes and notes on the sides were neatly done and organized. The few sentences you read are filled with sweet words of adoration and wistful thoughts. His poetry was subtle but filled with verses of all things he loves about you. “Will you read some to me?” You hand the book back to him.
The angel beams taking the book and pats the pillows next to him. “With pleasure, I have much I want to tell you.”
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Hi, Lost!! I wanted to send another request for the valentine's day event! It for obey me (I recently started playing and I love it so far!) could simeon write a letter to his human s/o, when they have to go back to the human world, so they don't know when they'll see each other again? And as a gift, a necklace with angel wings :) thanks again!!
Hey! Of course! Here is your request (version 2 and 3, bc Tumblr decided to be an a.. and didn't save my other draft when I was half done😐, so I may be a bit annoyed) Here is your request, under the cut!
You've got a letter!
Sender: Simeon
Recipient: You! 💝
Attached: Angel Wing necklace
To my dearest lamb
It's me! Simeon!
By the time you get this, we will probably be at our own homes.
I miss you already, and I don't know how I can manage without you.
I will try and text you and call you through my D.D.D
But we all know I'm not very good with technology.
I would prefer to send you letters, but I have no means of delivering them.
Unless... I ask Michael to be your guardian angel.
No, Michael will never agree.
I would ask Luke to help, but he's a bit... of a blabber mouth.
Meaning he will accidentally let it slip that I am dating you.
I'm not afraid of falling if it's for you, but I am afraid of falling to the Devildom while you're in the human world.
I will do my best to always protect you, so that's one reason for the gift.
The other reason I chose an angel wings necklace is because I am an angel.
I am your angel and you are my angel lamb
I want to send you letters and messages every day, all day, but I won't.
As much as I want to, I can't take all of your time.
I will still send you letters and messages, but not all day.
Oh! Anytime I see something that reminds me of you, I'll send it to you!
I will sneak onto the human realm to visit you and just tell Luke I went somewhere new.
Technically, it's not a complete lie.
Oh! Don't feel obliged to give me anything though!
My only gift is you after all.
Ah... Raphael is calling me. I'll talk to you later, my dear.
Forever yours
Simeon
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A/N: Hey guys, happy valentine’s day! Hope you all had a good day and have wonderful dreams! Ngl I wrote this here really fast and it might contain some spelling mistakes, but I wanted to write something. You know, valentine’s day is celebrated in june in my country and i completely forgot about it lololol
Also I was really torn between posting something cute to make you guys happy or posting an angst. Unfortunately I didn’t finish the angst piece in time, so enjoy these mini headcanons with the royals, Purgatory Hall and Lucifer :)
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Barbatos
Being a busy butler, Barbatos is still a good boyfriend for you. And being a giver he’s always ready to give you things or do something for you, it’s just the way he’s used to things.
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Incorrect quotes #229 Happy Barbs
Luke: Thanks, Dad... Why is everyone staring at me?
Mc: You just called Barbato's dad you said "thanks, dad"
Luke: What? No, I didn't. I said thanks, man!
Barb: Do you see me as a father figure, Luke?
Luke: No, if anything, I see you as a bother figure, 'cause you're always bothering me!
Sim: Hey! You show your other father some respect!
Luke: I didn't call him Dad!
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Demon Slayer/Kimetsu No Yaiba Simeon from Obey Me! I'm a tad bit late to Simeon's birthday thing, but I'm glad I've finally finished this!
I'd say he's a Mist Hashira. Just cause mist is something that can be associated with very calm yet unsettling things, which is how I'd honestly describe angels
!REPOST WITH CREDIT!
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Pillow Princess MC (HC)
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: Simeon, Satan, Diavolo, Lucifer with fem!Reader
Warning: N.SFW
Requested by: Anon
Prompt: hello (•̀ᴗ•́)و♡︎♡︎♡︎i would request some “n/s/f/w” headcanons for a pillow princess female mc? (simeon satan diavolo lucifer)
A/N: Hi! Sure thing~ hope you like the hcs.
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He doesn’t know whether he should be happy or upset. If you let him have his way with you, Lucifer will be happy, but if you seem completely uninterested or show no reaction, his pride will be wounded.
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MAMMON!!??? okay but Mammon's conversation with Simeon is bringing me so much joy because:
1. I WROTE THE DIALOGUE FOR THIS EXACT SAME CONVERSATION BUT IT INSTEAD TOOK PLACE DURING THE EASTER EGG RACE THING*
* and it was longer and just between the two of them
2. He's serious and concerned and initially hesitant to call Simeon
3. He immediately turns to MC for back up because he 100% believes that they're also being kept in the dark, that they noticed something was wrong & that they would back him up
4. When MC stays silent, he (rightfully) takes that as them having noticed and being concerned too
5. He instantly realises that everyone is trying to deflect the question and calls them out on it
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Barbatos & Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Characters: Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Religious Guilt, hurt Simeon, not romantic - Freeform, spoilers for the new lessons, possibly fallen!Simeon, platonic diabarb, barbatos showing affection by preparing your favorite drink, and also oversharing about his love for diavolo, As One Does
Summary:
So, when Barbatos invites him for a cup of tea, a note specifying that this is a friendly gesture and should by no means be interpreted as romantic, Simeon doesn’t feel scared or nervous or annoyed at the demon for asking him.
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“I know you are a demon,” Simeon says when Barbatos welcomes him in the entrance hall of the Castle, “This is why I suspect this is an elaborate plan to lure me in and to talk about my current… problem. Please feel free to prove me wrong.”
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In which Barbatos and Simeon have a chat about losing what you thought was going to define you forever.
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A post where all the boys react to female MC being scared of Michael? She meets him for the first time, but instead of greeting him, runs behind the nearest person's back, trembling with fear. I know Luke would be shocked that MC is afriad of his idol?
(Bonus: Michael is also confused and tries to assure her that he means no harm, but fails)
B e n o t a f r a i d
SCARED OF MICHEAL
💙LUCIFER
Oh the grin, oh the evil smile, he is having the time of his life right now
Not that he enjoys seeing you scared, but Micheal's face is pure gold right now! I mean, the so beloved angel being nightmare fuel to his favorite human? HE LOVES THIS!!
"MC come over here dear, i wont let anything scary to you get near you" *evily stares at micheal*
💛MAMMON
Bursted into laughter at Micheal's reaction when the angel saw you cower behind the demon bros
Is loving this moment so much that he doesnt even react all flustered when you grab his arm all unnerved by the angel
"Chill MC im sure the scary looking angel wont hurt you, and if he does then the great Mammon will be here to stop him" he'll say with that mischevious smile of his.
🧡LEVIATHAN
Laughs along with his brothers by micheal's face
He quickly stops laughing when he sees you hide behind him however and actually panics a bit
That doesnt stop him from still finding the moment funny and smiling deviloushly at the angel
"MC?! Why are you hiding behind me??" "Its fine really, i'll still keep you safe, you just caught me offguard for a second there heh..."
💚SATAN
Is a bit confused to be honest. Sure he has some of lucifer's memories and the context as to why his bros are finding this moment so hilarious but since he was never actually there when it all happened he doesnt really know how to react
Feel more than free than to hide behind him though! Im sure that Micheal knows, unlike Satan, the avatar of wrath and doesnt really wanna piss him off
"Its ok MC you'll be safe with me.... good now that we're a bit further than the rest perhaps we can figure out the funny???"
💖ASMODEUS
Giggles perfect style but you can totally see his need to explode in laughter like the older bros
Will loudly announce that you are safe with him and his brothers when you cower behind him, all with the purpose to piss off the angel
"Aww MC dont worry about the mysterious angel! I'll make sure you feel safe, not like micheal.."
❤BEELZEBUB
Smiles at the scenery but doesnt laugh, instead he is more concerned over why you find Micheal spooky, however that doesnt mean he wont hold onto you while you look for comfort
Offers to go grab a snack with you and will walk away while keeping you close
" MC are you ok? Ive never seen you this nervous before, how about we go grab something? Im hungry"
💜BELPHEGOR
Doesnt laugh loudly like the rest but he does smile evily and lets out his fair share of giggles
Is more than glad to have you next to him sp you can recieve his comfort. He'll make sure to stand where Micheal can see you two so the angel can get more annoyed at the fact that a human trusts a demon more than an angel
🤎DIAVOLO
Laughs due to the face that micheal has, not because of the same reason of the rest.
When you hide behind him however he asks if youre alright and assures you its no biggy and that its just Micheal and that no harm should come to you from said angel
"MC? Aww there is no worry to be afraid, its just Micheal! He wont hurt you" "yet" "luci.."
💚BARBATOS
Saw it coming from a mile away but still had to laugh at Micheal's expression
Wont say much but instead comfort you with his hand on yours, assuring you as well that the archangel doesnt bite
"Oh MC there should be no reason to hide behind me dear, Micheal doesnt bite" "yeah i dont bite-" "shush cant you see youre scaring the human at least give them a breather" "HA-"
💙SIMEON
He just stands there. Thats it, his brain has fried up.
One side wants to find this funny thanks to his expression, the other doesnt wanna lose its wings. You hiding behind the only other angels here doesnt really help his thoughts, but that doesnt mean he wont comfort you, he is still and angel
" its fine luke im sure its just a first time thing with MC, after all Micheal is a very strong angel, but MC doesnt need to worry about anything."
🤍LUKE
Shocked, bamboozled, why??? Why his idle??? MC-
Just stares confused while you hide behind him and Simeon, pooŕ kid doesnt even know what to do or say, his brain is processing this very akward situation, none of you three will be in trouble right? Im mean none of them have talked wrongly about Micheal so..??
"MC its just Micheal, he is not scary, why do you hide behind Simeon?? After everything i've said to you about Micheal that's good you dont like him?? I dont understand..."
🖤SOLOMON
Aah yes, he too remembers the first time he met Micheal, he hated every moment of it he was terrified
Will hold you close and assure you that you'll get used to Micheal's intimidating looks, yes he'll say this right next to Micheal and wont make the moment any better but instead will make it worse and funnier for the demon bros
Micheal will literally just stare like that one spongebob meme of the fish guy starring angrily
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