Tomorrow is my birthday!!! I know I haven’t posted a ton recently, but I have finals the end of this month 🫡 if there’s anything you wanted to ask me or just send a sweet message, anything is welcome!

COMISSION INFO

So I'm like. Real strapped for cash. I was in the ER twice and missed work for like 2-3 weeks. Those medical bills are coming in, with school bills, gas, all that on top of it. So I'm gonna open commissions, at a discounted price. I'll keep 3 slots open for this page, and if anyone had questions you can always DM me/send in an ask if you're comfortable. It's a first come first serve situation, and I'll be making a post saying when slots are taken, and update it as the slots fill up.

I'm binging homework today, so will hope to have all of that done by the end of he day, and have all day tomorrow to knock out some commissions. If anyone could help out by commissioning I'd really really appreciate it <3 and even if you can't, a reblog could be so helpful to me, I'd be grateful!

(If you want these same fandoms on my list, but more mature/not little space centric fics you can check out @ ijwrsmff or if you like Youtuber Egos/Characters, my main page is over on @ ijwrff!)

Below is rules and prices!

Genres I will write for:

SFW, Platonic, fluff, angst (but it's gotta/gonna end happy), polyamorous

What I WONT write:

Anything NSFW, this page is a safe place for littles.

Commissions will NEVER be under the paid word count, but they can go over and I will never charge for that because sometimes an idea just takes me away.

500 words-$3

1,000 words-$6

Every additional 500 words, $2.

(Max of 5,000 words for this batch, with the max price of that being $22)

Thank you guys! I appreciate every one of you <3

Requests and commissions closed for a little while. Too much stuff going on…I’m gonna try and focus on my recovery, but I’ll keep ask box open if anyone wants to talk! I don’t know how much I’ll be checking it, but I’ll still try.

Thank you for sticking around ^^

A Little Moment With Beelzebub

My favorites are literally the youngest three. Beel being my favorite, so I was especially excited for this one XD

(No one asked but I'm gonna say it anyways)

My favs from most to least favorite: Beel, Belphie, Asmo, Mammon, Lucifer, Satan, and Levi. (Don't get me wrong I love all of them, just some more than others XD)

So here's Beel's little moment with you ^~^

Word Count: 1,207

It was Beel’s day with you, and you were both excited. You cuddled together all night, so waking up in his arms with the knowledge of spending time together today was understandably making you restless. He wasn’t awake when you woke up which was perfect! You loved waking him up in fun ways, and he was always happy to be woken up by you. It warmed his heart to have your cute face be the first thing he sees in the morning. 

But you were feeling especially energetic, the little space mindset causing you to giggle uncontrollably, wondering what he planned for you today. You jumped up and down on the bed, shaking him awake. “Daddy! Daddy! It’s play time!” Landing on his chest, his chest pressed to yours and he slowly opened his eyes with a soft smile on his face. 

“Hi Cupcake.” He yawned, and sounded extremely groggy. It was also no surprise you were little, you tended to be a lot, and he loved every second he got to spend with you, little or big. “I have a fun idea for us today.” He said with a smile, wrapping his arms around you as he blew a raspberry on your neck. 

“Daaaaaddy!” You giggled and giggled, and laughed even louder when he sat up, taking you with him. He placed you effortlessly on his lap, and he kissed the top of your head. You were dying to know what he had planned, since it seemed like each of the brothers always had different ideas on cute moments with you. Though those ideas were also different depending on big or little headspace. 

“Let’s go!” He said, smiling along with you. He cradled you to his side using just one hand that wrapped around your back and under your thigh so you didn’t fall. Not like he’d ever allow that to happen. He used the other hand to open doors, and you rested your head on his neck. 

He took you to his and Belphie’s room, since you slept in the comfort of your own bed last night, and you were surprised to see a wide variety of paints and canvases. “Paint time?” It was exciting, you loved to draw when you were little, but didn’t use paint much. Mostly pencils and crayons, sometimes markers. “Set down!” You said, wiggling in his grasp. It was so fun thinking of all the painting you would get to do! 

“Ah, ah. There’s rules.” As he set you down, and walked towards the canvas. “We’re not using paint brushes. We’re using our fingers. But with that being said,” he leaned down and booped your nose with a smile, “No paint by your eyes, mouth, or ears. Be careful, and be sure to have fun.” While he was still leaning down, he kissed your forehead and let you get to work. 

You mixed colors, tried to draw the coolest little animal. It was your favorite animal! So it had to be perfect…or as close as you could get. It looked most like a stick figure, but the point of it was still there. You even decided to add wings, or more wings to it. Wings made everything prettier. You loved to see your daddies with their wings, even though some didn’t really have them most of the time. You tried to draw pretty black wings with your fingers, and just like that it was perfect. 

Beel had finished his drawing of a cheeseburger, before even the sight of it made him so hungry he couldn’t stand it. So when he walked into the other room to get food, you thought of a mischievous idea. Your drawing was done, but you wanted to play more with your daddy! He never got mad at you, so you were sure this wouldn’t be mean. 

You coated your hands with as much paint that would fit on them, and hid behind the door frame, just waiting for Beel to come back in. You couldn’t stop the giggles, but when you heard him approaching you tried to be as quiet as possible. This was a top secret mission, and you weren’t gonna fail no matter what! He walked closer, and closer, and before you knew it he was back in your room. 

“Cupcake? Where did you go?” He entered through the doorway and you struck. You rubbed your hands all over his back, arms, and legs, covering the spots with a variety of paints. “What?” He said confused as he turned and ended up seeing all the places on his body that now had paint on several places. He couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh, and turned to face you. “I was wondering what you’d been plotting while I was gone.” 

“Got you daddy!” You laughed loudly and it only made him smile more. He took off his jacket and shirt, and he really should have expected what came next. You ran over to the paints, and he wasn’t fast enough to stop you since he was unprepared. But you ended up getting even more paint and chasing him around the room. Yes, chasing. 

Your hands were held out in front of you, and he jumped on the bed then off when you got too close. He was pretty fast, but he wasn’t really trying to get away from you. He pretended to be tired, and he plopped down on the floor as he panted, mimicking fatigue. He closed his eyes and played dead. 

So you grabbed the red paint, which ended up mixing a lot with the other colors, but it was overall pretty red. “Aha! I got you!” You splashed the red paint all over his chest, “Oh no! Daddy’s hurt! Gonna play doctor!” You pretended to put on a stethoscope and checked his heartbeat. “Nope. Daddy’s dead.” Resting your head on his chest was what you did next, and you could feel his breathing as he tried not to laugh. He was dead after all. 

Once you both got cleaned up, you tried to paint more. Beel looked at you with skeptical eyes when you took a few more steps away from the canvas, but he wouldn’t be surprised anymore! So it wasn’t as much fun. Either way though, you had so much fun with your daddy today. You were looking forward to the rest of the day, knowing it would consist of going to his favorite restaurant. 

No matter what, you knew how much your daddies loved you. All of them showed it in their own special way. You loved them just as much, and you were always happy to spend any time with them you could. One on one time was so special, but even if you were with more than one of them sometimes, or even all of them, they showed you their best sides. The ones that they only show to you. 

Your time with Beel today helped your mood so much, and he would be the first

to say it right back to you.  While you painted, he said praises about each of your paintings. 

“You’re really good at painting, Cupcake. I promise we’ll do it again soon.” 

And you knew he’d keep that promise. 

I've never requested something so sorry if none of this makes sense. Can you do alastor from hazbin hotel x male little please. You can decide the plot (or whatever it's called I'm not that creative sorry)

I'm happy you requested from me!!! No need to apologize ^~^ it's a safe place here! I love Hazbin, especially Alastor so it was fun to write for him! I don't write male readers much on any of my pages, so it was a fun little (pun intended) challenge! Hope you enjoy ^~^

Word Count: 1,101

You waited very impatiently for you dada to come home. When he met you, you made a deal. He saw your soul, and knew it was different than a lot of others down here. He was intrigued, and ended up spending more time with you until he figured out what made you different. It didn’t take him long, he was a very clever demon. You were a little, but he had grown a soft spot for you…at least…as soft as he could manage. 

Your deal was that he would be the only one to see you. Aside from the other demons who served under him in his home. In turn, they served under you as well. But when at all possible, you had to stay in your room until he was home. He knew you could be sensitive, after all…hell was no place for a child. Despite being physically older, you weren’t always as old as you looked. Alastor knew this, and did everything in his power to keep you safe. 

You colored, and rolled around in bed with your favorite stuffies, but you wanted dada to come home! Being little alone wasn’t TERRIBLE but it was far from ideal. Dada always left you a lot of things to keep you busy while he was gone, but it wasn’t ever enough. He had been gone for weeks! WEEKS! You couldn’t wait to hear his stories and what he’s been up to in the extensive amount of time he was gone. He did have good stories all the time, and when you were big some of them seemed outlandish, but little? Anything was possible. 

Luckily you heard the front door open, and bolted out of your room to try and go meet him. He had been gone for so long! How were you supposed to entertain yourself for THAT long?!?! The other smaller demons were too scared to really play with you, in fear of what he’d do! So he was the only one you could really even play with! He didn’t “play” too much, but he did watch you play and make comments. Sometimes even compliments, about your drawings or toy piles. Anything really. 

When he was barely even in the door, you jumped at him. He caught you, of course, and let out his laughter. Not an evil laughter, but more genuine of one. He didn’t laugh like that a lot, but relatively frequently around you. He held you close to him, and carried you all the way to your room. He patted your head, having no problem with carrying you with only one arm. 

“Hello there, little one. Have you missed me?” It was rhetorical, because he knew no matter how long he’d be gone you’d always miss him. He admitted to you once or twice, how he felt as if you gave him another purpose in the after life. Made him feel special, and wanted, simply by being yourself around him. Allowing him to take care of someone else, something he never cared to do when he was alive. 

“Yes! Missed you so much dada!” You giggled and tried to hug him as tight as you could, but it was far less than what was needed to actually break or even hurt the demon. “You was gone for forever!” You giggled even more when he kicked the door shut with his foot and set you down next to the drawing you were making before he came back. 

“My dearest little boy…I was only gone for a few hours.” He chuckled and knelt down beside you to see your drawing. “Ah! Would this happen to be a gift for me?” He picked it up and examined it, before pinning it to the wall with many of your other drawings. It was more of a display wall than anything, almost exclusively used for your drawings. Though you had so many, you might have to get another wall just for that. 

“Hours? No! Weeks and weeks!” You said and pouted, crossing your arms. “Where did go?” You stopped pouting and instead stood up and ran up to him to pull him into another hug. “Stories?” Always wanting to hear about his latest adventures. Even if he would never tell you about some of the gorey details, when demons decided to test his limits. Some demons just had no common sense, and tried to push the buttons of the infamous radio demon. 

So he told you tales of his adventures, and you listened to each and every word. Whether they were true or not, was up for debate. Like the daughter of hell? Starting a hotel to redeem sinners? You didn’t believe it up to a point. But eventually he gave enough details about it, that it had to be true! If that was possible, he said he’d like you to try. But not until he had solid proof. 

“But…dada…you come too, right?” You seemed scared, not wanting to imagine “living” without him. It didn’t sound like he was coming, and that didn’t help your fears at all. “No leave without dada!” You scooted closer to the bed he sat on from where you sat on the floor. He looked to be his usual carefree self, but there was something more behind those eyes of his. 

“You see, little boy…I’m not made for heaven. You, however…are. You’re kind, pure, and how you ended up here I’ll never know.” He picked you up with ease and sat you on his lap. “I plan to stay here, and you’ll go somewhere much better. A kinder place. You’ll be happy, and safe there.” He secured his arms around you so you wouldn’t fall, but that was the least of your concerns right now. 

“No! I happy with dada!” You were trying not to cry, and when he saw that expression he melted just a bit. “Stay here with you!” He was already close to you, but you tried to make it even closer still. “No leave you! No…no no.” You shook your head before resting it in the crook of his neck. 

He smiled, and thought for a moment before saying, “No. It’s alright, I won’t leave you. Not now, and not ever. Down here I can make sure you’re safe.” He rubbed your back to soothe you. “If anyone touches you…” His voice turned to a deep static, and you couldn’t see it with your face buried, but symbols and waves of his power crashed around you. “You're my little boy, and I won’t let anyone or anything hurt you. You’re safe with me.” 

Hi! Im really enjoying all of your works so far!💗 I was wondering if you could write something sweet for Diavolo with a little reader? Thank you so much! If not that’s totally okay too.💗

I'm happy you're liking my stories!!! I love writing these little space stories, so I'm really happy other people are liking them too! Dia is actually so sweet...underrated demon for sure.

Thank you for requesting <3 enjoy!!!

Word Count: 1,137

It was date night…well as close to date night as was possible of you and the King of the Devildom. You could feel yourself slipping a bit, but tried pushing it off for a while since you didn’t always get much time with your boyfriend. Sure, Lucifer and Barbados were there and they were well aware of your little space, but a meeting was going on. Now was not the time to be little! 

You weren’t able to pay attention anymore, and played with your food with the fork in your hand. The colors of the food were so silly! The greens and browns making a funny color and the cream of the others…maybe now was the time for an art project. You were so focused on making a little drawing with your food you didn’t hear everyone stop talking to look and see what you were doing. Lucifer looked like he knew it was time to go, and nodded once Diavolo waved him away. 

Lucifer stopped by you and patted your shoulder a couple times, and that got your attention. You looked up and saw Barbados trying to hide his laughter, and Dia was looking at you as if you were his whole world. It made you smile back, but then your small bit of big-brain was rearing its head. “I’m sorry daDIA!” You tried to catch yourself but it was too late. Instead it made a funny word, which made you and the two demons laugh. Even Barbados was laughing, which he didn’t do often. 

“I’ll be taking my leave, then, young master. We can discuss the meeting in the morning.” He waved at you and left, leaving you and Diavolo alone in the dining room. His head rested in his hand as he idly swung his fork in his hand, not caring much about the food anymore. You always were his main priority, but Barbados usually made him focus and discuss his duties as the king. 

“I sorry…I didn’t mean to…” You couldn’t think of the word, and started to feel bad for putting a halt to their meeting. You looked down at your masterpiece of food, and avoided eye contact with him. But it wouldn’t work for long, he always had a way to draw you to his eyes. Just as he did now. 

As silent as could be, he strolled over to look over your shoulder at your artwork. “It’s beautiful! It’s…a cat? And a house?” He tilted his head and looked deep in thought, trying to figure it out. That look always made you giggle, and you leaned up to pull him down so his head was on your shoulder. Even little, you knew your strength was no match for him. But he’d play along every time. 

“Nu uh! It us and the castle!” You pointed, and giggled even harder when he placed random kisses on your shoulder and neck. “Daddy! Stop it! It tickles!” But he did far from stop. Instead he picked you up with ease and cradled you to his side. You tried to get back at him, and place kisses where you could reach. 

“You deserve all the kisses I have to offer ten fold!” He held you out in front of him, and looked serious which only made you giggle more after hearing such an affectionate declaration. “But…I have a request for you.” He leaned forward and booped your nose with his and held it there. “Can you…call me that again?” 

Now you were just confused. “Daddy?” You pouted and said, “I calls you daddy all the time!” If you could cross your arms while he was holding you like this he would. Instead you pouted and waited for him to reply, mirroring his serious gaze to the best of your abilities with that pout still on your face. 

“No, no. Your little mistake. It was cute, I just want to hear it again.” He hummed and looked at you, waiting for you to remember. If you even did. He would sit there and wait for as long as it took, but the slip up was so cute and did still sound like his “name”. Both of them. A name he’d want to hear you say time and time again. 

“Uh…” You thought long and hard before making an “A-HAH!” Sound and smile as wide as you could “DaDia!” You laughed as he spun you around, laughing even louder than you somehow. It was so silly, but oh so cute. Just spinning around until you begin to feel dizzy. 

“That’s it! That’s what you should call me!” He stopped when you looked a little paler. “Oh! Sorry dear!” He sat right on the floor where you had spun just prior. “I got a little excited there!” He sat you in his lap, holding you firmly in his grasp. “Say it…just one more time?” This time he pouted childishly, which was extremely funny in this situation to you, so you laughed of course. “Pleeeeeease?” 

“DaDia! DaDia!” You laughed loudly, and he joined in as well. “I love my DaDia!” You reached for his face and made the smile he already had wider. Your laugh was like music to his ears and he reached for your face right back as you both made each other smile through the laughter. 

After a while, you were feeling tired and let out a big yawn. “Oh? Getting tired from all the fun we’ve been having?” He laid down there, right on the floor and pulled you on top of him. He closed his eyes and you giggled at how silly and fun he could be. “Sleep well, dear.” He faked snoring and you laughed. 

“Nooo! DaDia! Bed! Bed time!” Trying to tell him you wanna sleep in the bed as you laughed. You poked his face as he continued to “snore” and he opened one eye. 

“Oh? Morning already? There’s a lot we have to do today!” He sat up and winked at you, only to continue when you pouted, “I know, I know dear. I wouldn’t dare make you sleep on the floor.” He stood with ease, carrying you in his arms to your bedroom. “I suppose a nap won’t hurt, but not for too long! Don’t want you to stay awake all night before bed!” 

As you laid down, and he followed, he held you close. He was ready for a nap, himself. Even if he didn’t NEED to sleep, he wouldn’t miss cuddling with you for anything. Just as you liked it, he wrapped his wings around you to feel even closer to you. As he tended to do, he whispered a story to you until you fell asleep, and whispered your favorite words to hear from him as sleep overcame you. 

“I love you so much baby.” 

A Little Moment With Asmodeus

The next part of the little moment series! I'm sorry it takes so long, I just got a job and school's midterms kicked my butt. I have a couple requests on this page, but a lot of people on my archive were asking for the next part in this series. Next will be those two requests I have, one being for Diavolo, and the other Alastor from Hazbin with a male reader! So be on the lookout for those!

Thank you so much to everyone who's supported me and my stories on my page so far! I appreciate each and every one of you <3

With that being said...

Word Count: 1,143

This was the perfect plan! You thought as you ran to Asmo’s room. You were wearing the cute outfit he picked out for you when you were little. Well…one of the many. As much as Asmo liked spoiling himself, he liked spoiling you just as much. You had an entire closet in one of the spare rooms specifically dedicated to clothes he bought for you. Big and little clothes. 

So you ran to his room, knowing it was earlier in the morning so he was probably doing his makeup. You were feeling especially playful, so you had a plan in mind on how to get him to spend time with you. With Beel’s help, it would be perfect. You had already discussed what you’d do. It was Asmo’s day with you, but you specifically needed help from Beel for this exact task. 

You didn’t even knock, and burst right in with a wide smile. “DADDY!” And ran up to him at his vanity and tackled him to the ground. He was tougher than he looked, you knew he could have stayed standing but he would entertain you just about any time. “I WANNA PLAY A GAME!” You were so excited you yelled every word, and you were sure some of your other daddies would hear it, but think it was just as cute as ever. 

“A game?” He reached up to grab both sides of your face, cradling your cheeks. “What kind of game does my honey wanna play?” Asmo smiled at you, mirroring your wide grin. He tilted his head in the cute way he typically did, and started to kiss your face, cheeks, forehead, nose, chin, everywhere. 

“Daddy!” You giggled, and tried to pull your face away from him playfully, only to have him continue and hold you close. So you decided to get back at him, by kissing him everywhere on his face as well. “Daddy! No kisses! Just play time!” The giggles couldn’t be stopped and you leaned forward to look at him, your forehead placed against his. 

“Yes, yes, I’m listening honey.” He sighed, just happy to know he got to spend the day with you. Asmo reached over to boop your nose, and he giggled to himself as well. “Whatever game you wanna play, I’ll do it.” Though he wasn’t particularly good at video games, he would always do it if you did so much as imply you wanted him to. 

“Hide and seek! Come find me!” And you jumped up and ran straight out of the room. You didn’t give him time to process, but you knew he’d play along. You heard him start counting before you darted to the kitchen. Your plan would be perfect. 

Beel was waiting for you there, and he stopped eating to look at you with a smile. “Ready?” He said and you made an “uppies” motion. He laughed at just how cute you were, and he lifted you to the top of the fridge. From there, you hid in the cabinet above it. Beel had already cleared it out for you, knowing your “master plan”. It was pretty large, so you fit in with no problem. They had to make it much bigger to accommodate Beel's food, so it was perfect! 

From there you waited. You heard Beel snacking, but nothing else for several minutes. It took a while, but you heard Asmo enter the room calling “Honey, where are youuuu?” You had to try very hard not to giggle, and covered your mouth with your hands to hold them in. 

“Beel, have you seen our baby?” He asked, and you heard him rummage around the room, in the pantry and under the tables. “Hm…” He sounded deep in thought, before continuing, “Guess they’re not in here! I’ll go look in their room.” You couldn’t hear his footsteps as he left, but everything was pretty muffled from this pantry. 

You giggled, thinking he left the room but the door swung open and Asmo was sitting there, crouched down on top of the fridge. “There’s my honey!” He reached in and pulled you out, carrying you in his arms as he hopped down with you. “What a clever little spot! I’ll be sure to check there from now on, for next time we play!” 

“Daddy!” The laughter continued as he cradled you and kissed your head, “How did you find me?” You struggled to get out of his arms, but you both knew you didn’t really want to. You always felt so safe in all your daddy's arms. “I was so sneak!” You reached up and held his face and looked at him very seriously. “Are you psych…psych…” 

“Psychic? Maybe so. I wouldn’t tell you if I was!” He looked mischievous, and set you down on the counter. He smoothed out the creases off your outfit, and stood before you smiling wickedly. “Maybe I would. You and only you.” His look then turned more wholesome, a genuine smile and he started to tickle your sides. 

You dissolved into giggles and tried to tickle him back but he wasn’t that ticklish. He played along though, and let out the cutest giggles. “You’re so cute, honey!” He stopped tickling you, and then picked you back up just to carry you to his room. “I have a game now!” He said, setting you on his lap as he sat down at his vanity. 

“Game? I likes games!” Your smile is still very present on your face, as he started to grab stuff from his position even if he couldn’t reach everything. He looked deep in thought, closing his eyes, only to open one eye to look right at you and feign as if he was caught. 

“How about…my honey does my makeup today?” He said, and pulled you even closer, if it was possible. There wasn’t much space between you, and he helped you up as you looked at all of his makeup…of which…there was a lot. “Whatever you’d like! I’ll proudly wear it around the dorms just showing how happy I am to be with you.” It was cheesy, and he found himself giggling right back at you. 

“Otay daddy!” You said as you picked up some makeup that might look good on him. But let’s face it, anything would look good on him. 

It was a rare opportunity to do his makeup, and you weren’t nearly as skilled as he was, especially when you were little like this. But it displayed his trust in you, and while he cared deeply about his looks, he cared even more so about you. He would gladly walk around in a burlap sack if you wanted him to. He would do anything for you, anything to show that he loved you. Big, little, happy, sad. All of it. 

And you loved your daddy all the same. 

A Little Moment With Satan

Satan's turn! I have a couple requests, that I'll get to very soon! I had some more requests on archive for the Little Moment series, so I did this one first. Next one is Asmo's little moment, and then one for Diavolo! Following that, it'd be one for Hazbin Hotel, so stay tuned if any of those sounds interesting!

Thank you to everyone who's shown me support so far, I appreciate each and every one of you!

Word Count: 1,121

You were trying so very hard to fall asleep…but nothing was working. It didn’t help that you were little, and that side of you was just begging to play. Games, or toys. Anything. Anything would beat the boredom of just laying in bed doing NOTHING. Though if your boyfriends knew you were up so late when you were little…you shuddered to think. 

Not that anything terrible would happen, but even the smallest of punishment seemed too mean right now! Timeout was the worst. So you thought of who you could go to that wouldn’t tell on you. One boyfriend came to mind, and you KNEW he was up right now. He was always up late reading or scrolling through cat videos. 

He liked to be different, so when there was one on one time with him, he didn’t like to be called daddy like the others did. He wanted to be called Papa, and that was just fine with you! He also had special outfits for your little or big spaces to show him you wanted time with him. Not that it needed to be said, but he did hold a certain amount of comfort in you wearing clothes picked by him. 

So you ran to your closet and grabbed your green and yellow onesie. However putting it on proved to be difficult. You were too small for all those arm and leg holes! And that zipper? One of the world’s greatest mysteries. How anyone could use a zipper was beyond you right now. It almost made you cry, but you did whimper a couple times. So you did what you could, and called Papa. 

It barely even rang once, when he picked up. “It’s a bit late, what are you still doing up?” He didn’t sound irritated, in fact he sounded a bit confused, but pleasantly surprised by your late night call. “Is everything alright? You know you can always come to my room.” He stated, and you could hear him close his book and stand up. 

“P-papa…” Was all you could, and needed to say. It clicked for him, and you could hear him rustle around. You weren’t sure what exactly he was doing, but you knew one thing for sure: He’s coming to your room. When you said that magical word, he was always right by your side. 

As you suspected, within a single minute he was walking in your room and hanging up the phone. “Hello, dear…you know it’s definitely too late for you to be up like this.” His tone was stern, but his face showed only compassion, especially when he saw your messy job of putting on your onesie. “Aw…look at you!” He then used his voice reserved for you and cats. 

“Was someone having a hard time getting their onesie on?” He walked closer and you did an “uppies” motion, and it made him chuckle. “Alright, alright but we have to get you dressed first.” Making you pout momentarily before raising your arms to show you would help him with the clothes. 

He eased you into them, putting the leg through the right hole before carefully putting your arms in. Satan used one hand to tickle you while he zipped you up, and both of you ended up laughing from it. “There! All better. Now let’s get you to bed, dear.” He lifted you up, and laid you in the bed with a softness he didn’t usually have. At least…not with his brothers around. 

You crossed your arms and pouted. “No bed!” But you didn’t in the least fight him when he laid you down, until he tried to put the blanket over you. “NO BED!” And you kicked the blankets back off. You already tried to sleep! It wasn’t working! But those words were too big for you right now. 

He tilted his head and tried to figure out the problem, but knew just what to do. “Okay! No bed. But can I tuck you in? There’s a story I know you’d love to listen to. I can read for you? Would that be okay?” He smiled and patted the top of your head. He knew how much you loved for him to read to you, and he figured out long ago his reading voice would put you right to sleep this late at night. It was a win-win situation. He’d get to spend alone time with you, and you could get to sleep. 

“Hm…” You thought with a serious face, “Two stories!” And beamed at him, making him laugh. You reached for him, and he let you for a moment, before pulling back. You whined, but didn’t protest. You’d get your two stories and you both knew it. “Two!” You said again, and laid down fully, letting him put the covers over you. 

“Alright, alright. Two stories. But I do have to go get them, I’ll be right back. Promise.” And he shook your pinky before you could even prompt for it. “No take backsies!” He said, all but running out of the room to get your story books. It made you laugh, too, since he would be the only one who could take back that promise. Your Papa could be so silly. 

He returned in record time, and brought out two kid’s books you haven’t read yet! It was exciting, and you knew he only got them for you. “I promised I’d be back!” He said, and got comfy in the bed next to you. 

You sat up, and put your head on his shoulder so you could see the pictures. They were drawn really cute, and made you even more excited to have the books read to you. Turning a couple pages, he stopped you. “Hey! No spoilers, dear. You’ll ruin the fun!” But he smiled, and patted your head once more. 

Just as he suspected, it took maybe half of the book before you were asleep on his shoulder. He was quick to realize it, because your commentary died off, and you began to snore softly. He set the book to the side, and laid you down in a more comfortable position. 

Satan tried to get up, but you only pulled him closer. It was alright, he would have years to read more books. He treasured time with you more than any book in the world, and having you cling to him…it was just too cute. He allowed you to rest your head in the crook of his arm, and used his other arm to slide over your middle. He clung to you, just as you clung to him. Even though he wasn’t your only boyfriend, he was your only “Papa” and that meant all the world and more. 

Black Butler Masterlist

Sebbs! It's Our Farm!-CG! Sebastian x Little! Reader

Obey Me! Masterlist

A LITTLE MOMENT WITH:

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Lucifer:

Mama's Here-Fem! Mama! Lucifer x Little! Reader

It's My Teaparty! But...You're Invited-Daddy! Lucifer x Little! Reader

Diavolo:

A Little Daddy Time-Daddy! Diavolo x Little! Reader

hihihihi!!! hello!!! i would love a Cg! Sebastian x little! reader!! reader can be gn or fem i don’t mind :) perhaps the reader is giving sebby a tour of their farm and accidentally slips and how he would react!! or you can do anything with it i don’t mind!! thank you so much! <3

Sebastian has my heart. And him as a CG???? PLEASE????

Thank you for requesting Anon! I hope you enjoy :3

I kept reader gn, since you said you didn't mind gn or fem! Sebastian calls you "little kitty" several times.

Word Count: 1,141

It was funny how things sometimes worked out this way. Sebastian had known all day you would regress soon, but you had no idea. Nothing particularly special happened, but you were confused on why your brain was getting a little foggy. Maybe dissociation? Who knows. 

You were walking around your farm with Sebastian, just checking on everything, making sure no wild animals had wrecked anything. Sometimes they’d do that, so it was a simple look over. He would keep looking over at you and smiling. It confused you, but he was known to do many peculiar things. This was no exception in your mind. 

When you saw one of your farm cats, you got so excited! You ran up to her, and she was used to this kind of behavior from you so she laid down and let you pet her. Sebastian only looked from afar momentarily, before walking over and kneeling down to where the two of you were on the ground. 

“You’ll have to take a bath soon if this continues.” He said it amusedly, and began to pet the cat as well. You had wanted at least one puppy, but you knew how much Sebbs despised dogs. So you settled for a few farm cats. They certainly were good at keeping the rats away from the farm house. 

You only smiled at his words, and giggled as you began rolling around with the cat. She would jump after you, and you would roll away from her. It went on for a while and Sebbs looked at you with adoring eyes. It also hadn’t hit you quite yet that you were regressing. So the actions still seemed “big”. 

“Little kitty…” You didn’t know if he was talking to you or the actual cat, but it didn’t matter. “Come along now, we have to get you a bath now that we’ve patrolled the farm.” He walked over to you and leaned down to be closer to your level. 

“NU UH!” So maybe you were little. It would certainly seem that way. And the realization only made you giggle more. You weren’t one to often talk back to your dada like that, but he made a mistake! “It's not THE farm, Sebbs! It’s OUR farm!” As you continued to roll around and giggle. 

Sebastian chuckled and leaned forward, putting both hands on your shoulders to stop the rolling. “Ah yes, my mistake. Now come on little kitty, it’s time for your bath.” He tried hard not to laugh, but you were being so cute. And it was Sebastian of all people, so he thought it would always be fitting to call you little kitty when you were small like this. He did love cats, but his love for you was stronger. By far. 

You whined in protest, but stopped when he turned around to let you on his back. You and him both knew he could carry you like a princess. But it was so much more fun to get a piggyback ride from your dada! Especially when it meant he could run his full speed with greater ease than if he was simply carrying you the regular way. 

However once you were on his back, he didn’t run. Didn’t even jog. He walked at a snail's pace, and you both looked around in bliss at the farm you had started together. It was serene, and quiet. Though with his ears, he heard every little noise. You on the other hand rested your head on his shoulder and dozed off. 

He would only ever admit it to you, but he loved moments like this. Sebastian didn’t care in the least how his usual fancy attire would get muddy. He could get a new suit whenever he felt like it. It’s not like he was strapped for money. And by now most of the townsfolk fear him and the glowing eyes he liked to do to garnish those reactions. He cared more about you than the rest of the world, the least he could do was ruin an outfit with mud. 

You awoke as you and your dada approached the house. It took a while to rub your eyes to wake up, but you knew you didn’t have to hold onto him. He would never drop you in a million years. You knew he was walking towards the bathroom and remembered that you needed a bath. He gave the best head scratches, and washed you thoroughly. It was domestic, and downright adorable. 

Sebastian smiled as he sat you down on the bathroom counter, “Are you ready for your bath?” He knew the answer, but he liked to prompt you to use your words in these situations. Keep the gears of your mind turning. And you both knew, it only made you smaller when he asked simple questions like that. Always in that “only used for you” voice. 

“Mhm!” You said with a wide grin, but remembered to use actual words when he looked at you with that bemused grin. “I mean…yes dada! I wanna bath!” And you kicked your feet from your position on the counter, that smile still ever-present on your face. 

He started the water first, then picked you up. “Dada! Clothes!” With a giggle as you watched his facial expressions. He looked confused, but you knew it was a joke. It made your giggles intensify as he continued to walk closer to the water, with you in his arms. 

“Hm…what about clothes? Your clothes are on. Perfect for bath time.” A wide grin on his face, he dangled you over the water with your clothes still on. Your sock barely touched the water, and you squirmed and giggled. It made him let out several chuckles himself. “Alright, alright. I wouldn’t forget that.” 

He gave you a proper bath, and you were exhausted by the end of it. You almost fell asleep in the water, but he’d never let you do that. He knew he could save you from anything, but he still didn’t want you to get in the habit of sleeping in the water for those times he wasn’t there. 

After putting on some comfy little clothes, he picked you up as you yawned and laid you down in the bed. He slid under the covers and cradled you to his chest. “Someone tired after a long day?” It was rhetorical, and you didn’t answer, already half asleep. “It’s okay. I’ll be here when you wake up.” He didn’t sleep, but he had no problems laying there cuddling you until you awoke. 

You managed a quiet, “Love dada.” Before you succumbed to sleep. 

Even though you were asleep, he nuzzled his face against the top of your head. “And I love you too. Nothing could get between us. Not heaven, not Earth, not anything. You’re mine…and I’m yours.” 

Hatsune Miku-Colorful Stage

Here with a quick question, would anyone be interested in me writing for Colorful Stage? I just maxed out all main stories for all the groups, I haven't finished actually reading them all yet, but if there was interest in those stories I could start reading some before bed!

I really like the characters I know so far, (I read all the School-Sekai stories and I think I'm on 12 of the Leo/Need stories). I vibe with Saki hardcore. Wanna cosplay her eventually.

But anyways! Comment your favorite character from colorful stage and what band they're in and I can get around to those stories ASAP if there was demand for some :3 If you like multiple characters, feel free to just list your favorites! Or if you like colorful stage in general, and want to see me write for it, go ahead and send an ask saying you'd like me to write for it! I can see myself getting to be pretty into it (I literally named myself Lynn BECAUSE of Len Kagamine, so I am all for colorful stage rn XD)

(This is my first time requesting anything so I'm a little nervous 😅)

Could I get a little! fem reader (GN is fine too) with daddy! Lucifer having a picnic date for their birthday? (My b-day is coming up soon 😊) Maybe the reader brought along some stuffies for a tea party (Luci's invited ofc 🤗) and/or the reader makes a flower crown for Luci. (Also, I just want to say, I love your work, keep up the good work💕)

I FEEL SO HONORED!!! And also HAPPY EARLY/LATE BIRTHDAY! I hope you have/had a fantastic birthday! You deserve it ^^

This was such a cute idea I love it so much ;-; Petnames used; little one, princess.

Word Count: 1,818

You rushed, trying to get everything together. This was a very important day, afterall. Lucifer suggested a picnic date today! You knew how his pride could be, so you wanted to look good since you could come across other demons. He had always said he loved you for you, but he always dressed so nicely…though…you were going on a picnic date. Nothing that could get too messy. 

You stared at everything in your closet, but couldn’t find the right fit. Though in the back of your closet, something did stand out. It was one of your little outfits, and it seemed perfect. You weren’t little…were you? Hm. Maybe you were getting there. 

“I’ll just wear it because it’s cute! That’s all!” But within minutes of putting it on, you had fully slipped. Your little brain completely took over, and you went from a small packed purse to what felt like a tote full of things. But not just any things, no, no. It was all of your stuffies that didn’t get to have a picnic last time. Couldn’t make them feel left out from not getting to have the fun. 

In reality, it was just a tote bag. But it seemed so heavy! You’d never tell your stuffies that though. Hurting their feelings seemed to be your biggest worry in this headspace, and that was okay. You would never do anything that could cause that. 

You gathered up all the strength you had and put the bag over your shoulder and ran through the dorm, to find your daddy. He was almost always in his office when he wasn’t with you, so it was a safe bet to check there first. You stopped a few times, just making sure all your stuffies were still there on the way but arrived soon enough. 

“DADDY!” You yelled, flinging his workroom door open with a smile. You jumped up and down and couldn’t form bigger words right now than “PICNIC! PICNIC TIME!” A smile that always melted his heart was present on your face. How could he possibly even have a chance of saying no to you when you were being this cute?

He smiled back at you, and set down his pen. “Our picnic date? Are you all ready?” He glanced at your large bag, that was clearly full and knew full well you were ready. You wouldn’t be in your cutest little girl outfit and have a full bag like that without being so. But he always liked to ask you to use your words, and prompted that often. 

You ran up to his desk and dropped the full bag on his desk (with a little struggle, mind you), and crossed your arms, looking as proud of yourself as you could be. “Mhm! I got everythin I needs and I wanna go right now!” You quickly bounced from foot to foot, unable to contain your excitement for this even longer. And why should you? 

But in the excitement…you forgot why Lucifer had said he wanted to have this picnic date. You weren’t gonna complain, any time with your daddy, food, and your stuffies would never be something you complained about. It’s not as if you didn’t get those dates often, but just the thought had you bouncing around. Every time it was possible, a date with him would make your whole week brighter. Just like he tended to do. You did love each other a lot. 

Lucifer stood up, and picked up your bag with his own picnic bag in one hand. “Then I suppose we should get going, shouldn’t we?” He quickly moved the papers that were under your bag into where they wouldn’t fly off if anyone else barged in, and you headed towards your picnic spot! 

As soon as you were outside the dorm, Lucifer grabbed your hand. “You know the rules.” He simply stated. Not that you would ever complain about holding your daddy’s hand, but he always felt it to be safer when you held hands. He was confident he could take any demon that threw a punch at him, but he figured if anyone was going to try and mess with you, they’d stop when seeing just who you were walking around with. 

But it was odd, you knew the way to the picnic spot. Why weren’t you going there? “Daddy? Where we going?” You looked over at him and he looked back before continuing on your new path. “Picnic that way!” And you pointed in the regular direction with your free hand. 

He had a small smile on his face, and he hummed, contemplating answering. “We’re going to a different picnic spot today.” Short and simple. He did that a lot. Especially when trying to keep a secret. Lucifer would look back at you, and smile. Other than that, there wasn’t much talk about anything in particular. Mostly you rambling and him nodding. 

You went quiet after a while too, looking around at this part of the devildom you had seldom explored if at all. If we were with a regular demon, you’d be worried about how far from your home you were going. But this was Lucifer! Eldest of the fallen angel brothers! Avatar of pride! He was tougher than anyone you knew. “Daddy’s so cool and strong…” You mumbled, not meaning to. 

Of course he heard you, and raised an eyebrow with a smile, clearly wondering what you were thinking about. “Am I, now?” Was all he said as he continued to lead you to the new location. “Don’t worry little one, we’re almost there.” He knew you’d be getting tired soon, so he assured you. 

Once you reached the spot, you were in awe. It was beyond beautiful, and you wondered how he found out about this place when he rarely left the main city of the devildom. “DADDY! IT’S SO PRETTY!” And you tried to let go of his hand, but he held you firm. 

He looked stern momentarily, but that soft smile he only gave you was on his face soon after. “No running just yet, you’ll trip in those shoes.” Lucifer let go of your hand, knowing you’d listen to his warning. It was overgrown in some places, but it only gave you a better idea. Even with the overgrown places, however, there were plenty of well maintained areas. Such as the whole path to get here. And right where he set the blanket down for your picnic. 

“Sit for a while, little one. I just need to prepare your food.” With one look towards you, he knew there was no way you’d be sitting down until food was ready. You were beaming with energy, but he knew you’d find a way to keep yourself busy. It was a beautiful area. “Just stay in my line of sight, okay?” 

You giggled, and ran right behind him. “Does this count?” He could hear you almost directly behind him, so he wasn’t too concerned. However you were the first to admit it could have been seen as bratting. It was an honest question though. Line of sight could just mean in the area where they could see you. Not necessarily meaning actually within their field of vision. 

He sighed, “You’re fine, just keep talking so I know you aren’t going far.” And he continued to set up your picnic! 

You couldn’t see what he was doing, which was great! Because he couldn’t see what you were doing either. One thread…then two…add some flowers. Should be easy. You’ve done it before, but this one was gonna be better! And even better yet, because it’s gonna be for your daddy! Luckily, there were flowers everywhere around you. Most of them are darker than the ones you’d typically see in the human realm, but it didn’t matter. Only added to its charm. 

Several minutes passed, and right as Lucifer finished setting up, you finished with his present. “Little one? Are you ready for our picnic?” He went to turn around, but you ran up behind him and covered his eyes. A small chuckle left him, waiting to see what you were doing. 

“It’s not a picnic! And it’s not OUR anythin!” You huffed, but there was a smile on your face. “It’s MY TEAPARTY!” You could even feel his eyes roll under your hand but ignored it, “But…you’re invited.” And you removed your hand from over his eyes. It was then you took in the image. 

Lucifer turned around, and you saw how all of your stuffies you brought were sitting with teacups and paper plates set in front of them. He smiled up at you as he sat there, and a large cake right in the center. He also took in the scene. 

You were standing over him, a flower crown of red roses laced through it, and his girlfriend who he loved dearly…looking overjoyed. That was all that mattered to him. There you were, fully in little space and mouth already watering seeing the cake. All of which was mixed with surprise and confusion about what he was doing. 

Lucifer looked at the flower crown in your hands, and leaned forward slightly for you to place it upon his head. It was clearly intended for him, or you wouldn’t have had it hovering above him. “How ironic…” You looked even more confused and he redirected, “Do you remember what today is?” He leaned back, not too far but just to be upright again, and smiled at you with adoring eyes. 

“Uh…princess’s teaparty day?” 

His laughter was louder than it usually was, and he led you to sit down beside him. “It’s your birthday, silly princess.” Lucifer gestured to the layout, it was all in your favorite color. The cake was decorated with your favorites in mind, and all the toppings you always wanted in little space. “I knew you’d regress, but I didn’t think you’d entirely forget your birthday.” He let out some more chuckles and your eyes widened. 

THIS was it! This is why he wanted a picnic today! How could you forget that? Your nose scrunched up and your brows furrowed, “I-I knew that!” You looked away bashfully, and immediately got distracted by the cake. It looked so yummy…how did he manage to keep this from Beel? Maybe magic. Yeah, probably magic. 

“And what do you say?” He guided your eyes towards him, a soft smile on his face. You were a bit embarrassed, and even forgot your manners. 

“THANK YOU DADDY! I LOVE IT!” And you launched yourself at him. He didn’t stumble back in the slightest, but you knew he wouldn’t. You just wanted to show your love. And you were pretty small, with biiiiiiig feelings. So it only made sense to jump into your daddy’s arms! 

“And I love you, princess.” 

What a perfect birthday this made…and there were always many more to come. 

I’ve been writing so much the past couple days, and I’m gonna try and write some more today, tomorrow for sure.

So here’s some questions in the meantime! Is there anything you wanna know about me? :3

Also kind of an AMA, so if you have a question not listed here I don’t mind that at all! Reposting separately on all my accounts.

50 Q’s

1.) describe yourself through the eyes of a stranger? 2.) what is a quality you’d like to change about yourself? 3.) what is your worst potential fear for the future? 4.) which television series do you use as a form of escapism? 5.) share a secret about yourself? 6.) if you could choose any place in the world to visit, where would it be? why? 7.) what advice would you give your childhood self? 8.) describe how you envision your ideal life partner? 9.) what is your favorite environmental season? why? 10.) what’s one book you’d suggest every person should read? 11.) what is one song that’s able to bring you to tears? 12.) describe your best friend? 13.) what was the premise of your last dream? 14.) what’s your favorite warm beverage? 15.) name one musical album that greatly impacted your life? why? 16.) what’s your favorite form of flattery? 17.) what’s your favorite painting? and describe how it makes you feel? 18.) describe your personal style? 19.) what was the last concept that inspired you? 20.) who was your very first artistic inspiration? 21.) how long have you used tumblr for? how has your style changed over the years? 22.) what was your first cell phone? 23.) what is your favorite fruit flavor? 24.) whom would you resurrect from the afterlife? which 3 questions would you ask them? 25.) if you could choose only one meal to eat for the remainder of your life, which would you choose? 26.) which of the 7 deadly sins do you struggle with the most? and which the least? 27.) your latest obsession? and why? 28.) if you could domesticate any animal as your pet, which would you choose? 29.) what’s your least favorite smell? 30.) favorite mythological creature? and why? 31.) name a scene from a movie that makes you cringe? 32.) favorite piece of memorabilia you own? 33.) your personal favorite oddity about yourself? 34.) favorite concert/show you’ve attended? 35.) what’s one thing you would tell to the last person who betrayed you? 36.) your favorite mantra to live by? 37.) do you have any strange habits? 38.) what’s your favorite white-noise to fall asleep to? 39.) what is your favorite gemstone? why? 40.) how do you choose to cope when you’re upset? 41.) what are you currently trying to accomplish? 42.) what’s your favorite item you’ve purchased secondhand? 43.) describe your personality is only 3 words? 44.) how is your relationship with your parents? 45.) an instrument you aspire to learn how to play? 46.) relate yourself to one movie character? 47.) least favorite music genre? why? 48.) which animal would you be the most terrified to encounter? 49.) name a public figure you find to be overrated? why? 50.) what purpose do you get out of using tumblr?

A Little Moment With Leviathan

Next part in this series! A brief insecurity moment on Leviathan’s part, but your sweet words and actions made it all better. 

Word Count: 1,173

Today you were hanging out with one of your boyfriends, Leviathan. You weren’t doing much, just cuddling in bed while playing on your phone with him playing on his handheld console. It was a domestic situation, where you just sat and enjoyed each other’s company.

But you were slipping, and he noticed. One hand was scrolling, and the other was fully in your sleeve as you nibbled on it. He figured he ought to just wait and see, since sometimes you could slip in and out of that space pretty quickly. Sometimes. Your laughter when you saw something funny, turned into more…child-like. He knew that giggle anywhere.

He sat up, and grinned wide. Being a daddy, and not just A daddy, but YOUR daddy, made him an even happier demon. He would have never guessed that it would help him with his stress. To know he could help you, nurture you, and cater to you when you were most vulnerable. It made him feel positively wanted.

“Hm…” He said, looking deep in thought, which got your attention. “Something’s not right here.” He looked around, anywhere but you. Then he finally turned to you and lifted you up off the bed, “Those aren’t clothes for a little prince/princess!” He laughed when you did, and carried you like the royalty he saw you to be to the closet.

Each of the brothers had your little clothes they picked out for you in their rooms, so if you ever slipped in their rooms they could get you dressed right up! There were different styles for sure, but Levi’s choices were always that of royalty. Cute, and in various colors, but mostly yours and his favorites. There were also typically a lot of sea creatures on the ones Levi got you.

“Now let’s see!” He had put you on his hip, and rummaged through the clothes, going “Mm, no, no, not this one…” You made grabby hands at your favorite and he said, “Noooo definitely not that one.” He looked at you with that mischievous grin, and pulled out your favorite. “Thiiiiis one? You want this one?” And he laughed.

“I don’t see why not!” He set you down and got you changed, then picked you up and led you to the tv. He sat on his armchair, with you in his lap. “Lookie here! There’s an adorable little prince/princess in my lap! However did I get so lucky?” He really played up the daddy role, wanting deep down to make you just as happy as your other daddies…if not more.

You giggled in his lap, and he turned on the tv to your favorite cartoon. It was his go-to with you, and you both promised not to watch it without the other. It was just what you wanted in little space. Just a nice little relaxing time with your daddy. You knew you’d play games afterwards, but always something low energy. Like a racing game, or the Devildom’s equivalent of “Mario''. Platformers, racers, slice of life things.

You both sang the intro and outro, and watched the latest couple episodes before Levi was practically bouncing in his seat. He loved playing games with his special little prince/princess. You loved it too, so by the time the ending of the last episode was over, you were reaching for the controllers.

“Daddy! Game!” Was all the words you could say. He knew from just that how little you were really getting, so he reached over to the table and grabbed your pacifier. It helped your anxiety, and made you a very happy kiddo.

“Yeah! It’s game time with daddy, I’m gonna beat ya in these games! Daddy practices a lot.” And he laughed a little cocky. “I spend a whole lot of time playing these games, there’s no way you’ll beat me!” He booted up the first game, which would probably be the first of many that night.

You won every time. And he would always say “Aww, prince/princess! You must practice so much, you’ve gotten so good at these games!” You were so proud of yourself, and got all the praise in the world from your daddies. Each in different ways, but regardless. Levi liked to pump you up.

Game after game went by, and neither of you knew what time it was. He would stop and tickle you as a distraction, and kiss the side of your face to make you giggle, anything he could do to make you happy. He was really good at it too, even if he didn’t think he was sometimes. Most of his insecurities melted away, and left the both of you happier than could be.

At some point you yawned, and he stopped the game as soon as it was over, carrying you back to the bed. You probably missed a meal, so he grabbed your warm bottle and fed it to you while you were curled up together. Arms and legs were around each other, and the blanket was snug around you both.

You were half asleep, but he stayed awake through your nap so he could be right there when you woke up. He looked at you adoringly, and whispered, “I love you so much…big or small.” His look turned a little somber, “Would you ever…leave daddy?” He thought you were all but asleep, but you opened your eyes at his words and grabbed his face.

“Nu uh! Love daddy! Lots and lots!” You said after your pacifier fell to the pillow. “Daddy make me happy!” Your face was as serious as could be, and your cheeks puffed out. No matter how long it took, you would let him know you’d always be by your side.

Levi let out a sigh of relief, and the mood was back to bubbly and cozy. “That’s good…daddy loves his little prince/princess. He wants to be by your side forever.” His face was calm, but undeniably consumed by happiness. He didn’t mean to get insecure with you, but even just a few “little” words and it was all gone.

“Then…what was your absolute favorite part of today?” He booped your nose, and pulled you even closer. “Mine was everything. But if I had to pick just one thing…it would be…hm…everything.” He was being silly, and it made you both giggle.

You mumbled your favorite thing to him, and he smiled, “I liked that part too. And you know what? When you wake up from your nap? We can get your favorite food and play even more games!” He rubbed your back, and smiled again when he felt your breathing slow. He’d be right here when you woke up.

“Anything you wanna do, daddy will do it with you.” He raked his fingers across your back, and hummed a soft tune…which may or may not have come from Ruri-Tunes, but it didn’t matter. It was your daddy’s humming, and that made it perfect. Your love was special, and you felt safe and secure here in your daddy’s arms.

A Little Moment With Mammon

A short fic of a day with daddy Mammon! As long as people express desire for it, I’ll keep posting these one shots of a “little moment” with your Obey Me daddies! So if you want me to continue, go and send an ask or reply to this or the Lucifer one ^^ 

Word Count: 1,224

“DADDY!” You yelled, jumping on Mammon’s bed. He promised you that you two would have a day together! And there’s no way in the world you wouldn’t want to do that with your daddy! Mammon was a funny guy, and you loved him a lot in your big space. But you were obsessed with pretty much any of your boyfriends in little space. Had to have at least one daddy present at all times.

He pretended to sleep, as you jumped up and down still in your pjs. You gave up on jumping after you nearly fell, but you caught him looking at you with one eye before he slammed it shut again. “Daddy! I know you not sleepin!” You pouted, and he yawned, tucking himself deeper in his blanket.

You shoved him with all your little strength, and he rolled over to face you. “Hm? Little bug? Whatcha doin up?” He looked at you confused, but he proved he was faking it by jumping up, fully dressed and picked you up to spin you around. “Just kidding! How could I forget our special little BIG day!”

You giggled, and clung to him when he bounced you in the air a couple times. He tucked you on his hip and walked out of his room after grabbing his wallet. He never left without it. He would need it, given what he was planning to do today. You didn’t know what it was yet, but you’d find out soon enough.

He got you dressed in your choice of clothes, which were horribly mismatched but he didn’t care. He held your hand as you left the dorm, and he led you to his favorite place. The square. The one with the MALL. It was a perfect place. For your YES day.

“Alright bug, here’s how this works.” He sat you down on the bench and leaned down to be eye level with you. “You point to what you want. I say “yes” and you get it. You can buy whatever you want until I say “no” and that means your trip is over. So think long and hard on what you want, k?” He waved the card in the air, and said “Now let’s get going! Daddy’s gonna buy some stuff for himself too…”

The arcade, the toy store, the food parlors, the anime stuff, he took you everywhere! You had gotten so much you were both struggling to carry it all. He hadn’t even said no yet! There was one last stop…saved for last…

The arcade.

You still held his hand, knowing that was a rule for you. When you were out in public when you were little you had to hold one of your daddie's hands. Just for safety! You could be pretty small, y’know? You can’t just go crossing streets alone or getting lost!

So you set your new belongings down at the front counter to be guarded and got your passes to play the games. If you were mathing right…you could play 3,012 games. Give or take. But what was half of that to account for you and your daddy…? Hm…

You were so deep in thought you didn’t see your daddy bend down and scrunch your nose. He blew a raspberry at you, and grabbed your hand, “Come on bug! It’s game time!” He put his new sunglasses over his eyes. How could he see in those? It was so dark in here! He bumped into a game and nearly fell over.

Oh. So he couldn’t.

His face turned red, and he put them on top of his head instead. “Didn’t wanna look cool anyways.” He sniffled and looked at you expecting you to do what you always did. Make sure your daddy knew you loved him!

“Daddy c’mere.” You reached and put both his cheeks in your hands. He smirked, knowing exactly what you were doing. “You always cool! And fun! And cute!” He wrinkled his nose at “cute” preferring “handsome” but it was a big word for a little you. Your face was so serious, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re so cute, bug. Aaaaaand!” He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder spinning around and making a scene. Not that he cared. He did like being the center of attention sometimes, but your attention was really all he cared about. “Daddy loves you! Trying to make daddy feel better, you’re such a sweet little bug!” He sets you down, and goes “So? Which game is first?”

You played games for what felt like years, and you were doing awesome! You beat him at…almost everything. He beat you pretty bad in the racing games. They were his favorites, so he won all the time in those games. Secretly, he loved them so much he forgets to intentionally lose to you.

After a bit, you ran out of tokens. “Aw…” You said, but yawned. A lot happened on this little big day. You got some cool stuff and got to spend a lot of time with your daddy! It left you really tired. You woke up super early to wake him up since he promised. You never forgot a promise…sometimes.

“What do you say we get your prizes and head home, hm?” He knew you must be tired, you’d been gone for hours. If the others found out he made you miss your nap…they might be mad. But he didn’t care, since he considered himself the “cool” daddy. He knew he was, in fact. He was pretty awesome. You seemed to love him as well, so it solidified that feeling.

“Mhm!” You headed to the front, grabbed your big stuffie from the prize table and headed on your way. Even though you slowed down, you were having a hard time carrying all the stuff. There was definitely enough of it to make any two people struggle as you and Mammon were now.

He noticed this, “It’s okay little bug! We’re almost there!” He rushed even more, knowing you were about to pass out for a nap. Once you were inside, he dropped everything and swept you up. “I’ll go get those later.” Not really thinking through it. It’s not like his brothers wouldn’t know they were for you, considering the sheer number of toys and plushies were in it. Not to mention how almost everything was your favorite color or design.

Mammon took you to his room, and laid you both down. “Hold on bug, I gotta go get those things from the doorway, I’ll be right back.” He took the items to your room, and came back to you being half awake at best. “Aw…look at the tired little bug. You had a big day, didn’t you?” He rubbed your head and tucked you in. “Did you…at least have a good time?” His voice wavered but when you nodded his insecurities went away. “That’s good…sleep well bug. Daddy’s gotta g-”

“MAAAAMMMOOOOONNNNN!” Lucifer’s voice echoed through the whole dorm.

He looked frightened, hearing his older brother scream for him like that. “Oh…aha…” He pulled out the card he’d been using to pay for everything today. “Oops! Daddy…uh…totally…”accidentally” grabbed daddy Luci’s card instead of his! How silly…ahahaha…gottagonowbyebug!” He kissed your forehead and ran off, presumably to hide from his angry big brother.

Your daddies were so silly.

Would you ever consider writing Lucifer as a Mommy? I headcanon her as transfem...I think it would be so cute.

I love this so much!!! Mama Lucifer incoming. I loved the idea, so I wanted to make a little oneshot for it!

I'm open to writing most things, so no one EVER be afraid to ask. Worst I can say is no. On this blog in particular though, no NSFW.

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Where was she? You needed your mama! You were just so small, and the world was so big! It was so unfair you had to wake up alone, especially because you had a nightmare that made you be so so very little. Now you wanted your mama, but she wasn’t there! She was supposed to be in bed with you. Where did she go?

You got up, and tried and failed to get into your onesie by yourself. Mama always helped! But she wasn’t there at all! You weren’t big enough to get dressed by yourself…maybe one of your bubbas would help? Luci always made sure you were safe with her brothers. They were your big bubbas when you were little like this! It wouldn’t be the first or last time any of them helped you get changed. 

So you wandered the halls, neck and one arm through your head hole of your shirt, and the other one all the way under your shirt, lifting it up with each movement. Pants had been long discarded, since you tripped on them on your way out of the room. It made you cry, when you fell. It hurt so much! Where was your mama when you needed her? Didn’t she know you were too little to travel around yourself?!?!

You cried, and cried, increasing in intensity at each of the boy’s rooms you stopped at, only to have them all empty. Not only was your mama nowhere to be found, but none of her brothers were there either. Where could they all be? The entirety of the house was empty! 

At one point you gave up, and ran back to mama’s room, which you both shared. You grabbed your favorite stuffy, and cuddled up against her pillow, that still smelled like her. You bawled, and kicked the blankets around in a small tantrum. “MAMA!” You cried, “MAMA!!!” You wanted her so bad, where was she? You needed her! You hit your nose when you fell, and didn’t know where she’d gone. 

As if hearing you from across the devildom, she ran as fast as she could into the room. “Little one?” She sped across the bedroom, and cradled you in her arms as she sat on the side of the bed. She was extremely strong, so cradling you in her lap with little to no effort was common. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” There was panic in her voice, and she inspected you for any injuries. 

You had a little red spot on your nose, that was barely noticeable because of how red your face was from crying. “Little one what happened?” She rubbed your back, and rocked back and forth in an effort to calm you. “Are you alright?” She used her hand to guide your gaze to her, something she almost always did. She knew words could be hard, so she’s gotten better at reading your facial expressions. 

Right now was one of those moments, where you couldn’t form the right words to say. She couldn’t read your expression either, but your actions did indeed speak louder than words. You clung to her, as tight as you could, her shirt being firmly grasped in her hands as you buried your face in her neck. She could feel your tears, and it broke her heart. “MAMA!” Was all you could manage to say. 

She hummed a soft tune, putting the pieces together. “It’s okay…mama and your bubbas had a meeting with Dia. Mama’s safe, mama’s here, little one.” It warmed her knowing you missed her so much, but she prayed that whatever may happen, there would be a future that you never had to miss her. That she could be with you whenever you needed. She wanted to love you, support you, cherish you. You were her little one, and she was your mama. 

She took note of your appearance when she arrived, but set that thought aside until your crying had died down. “Now…is there a little one who needs smaller clothes?” She placed her hand on the back of your neck and guided your gaze to hers. That tear stricken face was now one of innocence. Happiness even. 

“Mhm!” And you jumped off her lap, showing the…”good” job you did at getting yourself dressed. “I tried to dids it!” And you placed your hands on your hip, smiling at her with pride. You did a little spin around, and she clapped. 

“You did so good, little one! You almost had it!” She let out a small giggle, even if she tried to force it down. “Let mama help you.” And she got off the bed, leading you to your closet. “Do you want this one?” She pulled out different onesies with each option, “This one…Or this one?” And held them all up individually. 

Your eyes sparkled at your favorite one, and she laughed. “How did I know?” She mumbled to herself. It made you jump up and down, and ended up getting even more caught up in your shirt when you tried to clap happily. “Come on little one, let’s get you all dressed up!” 

Honestly, one of her favorite parts about when you were small was changing you. She didn’t get to “play dress-up” much when she was younger, and she didn’t know how much she’d want to until she met you. There were a lot of things you taught her…and she loved being able to help you when you were big or small. 

She carefully removed your shirt, and put each leg into the onesie before doing your arms. “Do you wanna zip it up, little one?” She knew how much you liked to play with your zipper, so she always asked if you wanted to be the one to zip it up. Sometimes you wanted to, sometimes you were too small. Today was a “too small” day, and you shook your head. 

She smiled, prepared for either scenario, and carefully zipped you up. “Now!” She said, stepping back to watch you do another twirl. “Warm milk, juice, or…water.” She smirked when she said “water” knowing you’d go “BLEH!” And you did. As you did…every time. 

You yelled out your decision loud enough she questioned if all of the Devildom heard, and she picked you up, carrying you down to the kitchen. She passed by a couple of her brothers on the way down, and they saw the determined look in her eye, so they didn’t stop and say anything. They knew not to get in her way in those times. When she missed you so much she couldn’t bear it, and wanted nothing more than some alone time with her little one. 

She hummed, and placed you down on the counter. You whined, but stopped when she pulled out your favorite little-space-snack, instead giggling in excitement. She really did know just how to make you feel better. You made her favorite grabby hands, and she smiled. 

“What do we say?” She would stand there all day, and you knew it. You’d tried to go without saying it, and she’d simply raise an eyebrow and look at you until you said it. “Use your words.”

“PEASE!” Was the closest you or her was getting to a “please” right now, and she was more than okay with that. You almost got your thumb in your mouth, when she popped your pacifier in. She smiled when you looked surprised. She didn’t like when you sucked on your thumb, always trying to get you to remember your pacifier. But she must have known you were going to, you didn’t even see her grab it! 

There you sat, waiting for her to feed you while you kicked your feet on the counter. It was the moments like these that allowed her to be herself. Without worry. Just happy to take care of the one she loved. And she did love you, very very much. She wasn’t always the best at reminding you, but she did try. 

“Little one? I love you.” She smiled, and booped your nose making you do the exact same back to her. 

“Lub you too mama!” You said, taking your pacifier out briefly. You felt safe with her, and she would nurture and treasure those feelings for as long as she could.