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pink-sheep-from-hell · 6 months

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𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄

summary: the types of kisses the demons like to give and receive

pairings: demon brothers :: barbatos x gn! reader

warnings: i totally never play favourites ever

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𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

Lucifer takes great pride in being able to make your heart soar and head spin. And what better way to do that than stealing all air from you with a passionate kiss to the lips? But he also has his softer moments filled with only praise for you and he can’t stop himself from holding your jaw between his fingers and pressing a sweet peck to your forehead.

He is frankly a little awkward with receiving affection, being more used to facing either admiration, fear or annoyance. Yet, he cannot suppress the warmth spreading through his chest if you try to pull him away from work with a kiss to his temple and a hushed whisper to come to bed. Although Lucifer may not admit it, when you lean in to flutter a kiss to his closed eyelids it symbolises the ultimate trust to him.

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

You already know, this snowy-haired tsundere will absolutely deny enjoying your affection. Pfft, you really think he needs some human’s love and care? (Yes, he does. And everyone knows it too.) Mammon would kill for a sliver of your tender affection, only to curl up on your lap and bask in your touch; he thrives with your attention on him and only him. Normally pretty chill and laid back, he’ll get really pissed if someone interrupts your one-on-one quality time.

Mammon, being the Avatar of Greed, obviously wants all of your kisses! Give him all your love and affection, human! There is, however, a comfort that comes with pressing a lingering kiss to the crown of your head while he has you wrapped up in his arms (and wings on occasion). Not only can he hide his glowing cheeks from you but he also feels like he’s protecting you and keeping you safe.

Your kisses? Again, he wants them all! Of course you want to kiss the Great Mammon, ya can’t seem to get enough of him, ain’t that right? Kiss the area peeking out from the collar of his shirt where his neck meets his collarbones, that’ll shut him right up. And lord help him if you ever kiss the marks on his chest when he’s in his demon form… Please pretend not to notice his reddened face or ears.

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

Leviathan is… freaking out, to put it lightly. His heart and mind are racing!! Not only do you want to hang out with him, no you also like like him. Him!! Not one of his stupid brothers!! Is he back in the Celestial Realm? It takes a while for him to show affection at all and not immediately self-deprecate afterwards if you don’t initiate it. But after enough reassurance from you, he learns that you really are okay with having him touch you.

He’s still a shy baby though and something so bold as a kiss to your cheek or lips is way too high-level normie stuff (although he really wants to kiss you)!! The genius solution? Kissing the palm of your hand!! Whether you’re watching anime or you’re sitting in his lap watching him game, chances are Levi’s fiddling with your fingers anyway once his hands are free. (Jealous Levi is a different kind of monster though…)

If you ever kiss his cheek, Levi.exe will stop working; a kiss to the lips would take him straight out. Whether it’s just because you want to be cute or if it’s a little thank you or you’re excited he won a game, it doesn’t matter and you can basically see the blood rush to his face. If he’s ever in his demon form with you, consider giving some love to his non-human traits too; he’s very insecure about them and it’ll help him greatly.

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍

Satan is a true romantic at heart. Whether it’s all the romance novels he absorbed, if he’s just naturally like this or if he’s trying to cover his reputation as the Avatar of Wrath, he is a gentleman either way. And a gentleman kisses the beloved’s hand right? As cute as the basic is, Satan prefers pressing his lips to the inside of your wrist. It feels way more intimate and the trust you have in him, one of the most dangerous demons, to let him so close to a sensitive area of your body sends his mind reeling.

Your every kiss will bring a fond smile to his face, so he’s not picky. That being said, there’s a special place in his heart for the times you lean in to place a kiss to the tip of his nose. It’s playful and endearing and the spark in your eyes so close to his captivates his whole being.

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒

When it comes to affection, Asmo might as well be the Avatar of Greed. Give him all of your love, he deserves it! In turn, he will smother you in as much attention as you can take. It’s no secret that Asmo is as shameless as a demon can be when it comes to sneaking a kiss here and there, and he’s not picky about the place. Whether it’s all over your face, up your thighs and to your hips or a cheeky little kiss to the back of your hand, Asmo is the demon to fulfil whatever your heart desires.

If he were to pick his personal favourite though, it would be your spine. Not only is he delighted to see your bare back, he can also watch you shiver as the ghost of his fingers grazes your skin. For him, the space between his shoulder blades is very sensitive as it sits right where his wings sprout. So to see you expose such a vulnerable spot to him makes his heart beat faster and head spin if he thinks too long about it. You do funny things to him, you know that, darling?

Again, Asmo being Asmo, he welcomes all your kisses gladly, but not equally. Sure, connecting your lips is delightful and the way you sensually move to his neck makes him all giddy. Yet, in a very un-asmo-esque fashion, what excites him most are the most innocent of gestures. Case and point, the blush that settles on his perfect skin when you kiss the back of his hand. Do it after he finishes a manicure, when your hands are interlocked or just casually when you see him. This demon is all yours now.

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁

Beel loves you very much and he shows it pretty openly, no beating around the bush here. It might not be as refined as writing a poem or what the films always show but he shares his food with you, which is a dead giveaway about how serious he is. Consequently, he’s very concerned about your health and making sure you’re taking care of yourself. So if he presses soft kisses to your stomach when you cuddle after a meal, not only can he express his affection but he can also make sure you’re eating regularly.

Every time you kiss the corner of his lips, Beel’s absolutely stunned for a few seconds, eyes adorably wide as his brain catches up. Not only is he happy you are initiating affection but when you get so close he can pick up on your scent so effortlessly. Not to mention, the fact you didn’t quite meet his lips leaves him wanting more and there’s a high chance he pulls you back in for a real taste a second later. You know, suddenly he’s hungry again…

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑

Belphie might not be as over the top with his affections as some of his brothers but there’s no doubt to be had that he is absolutely smitten with you. To outsiders it might not be as obvious but to those who know him, it’s clear as day, really. The way he’s trying to hide his blush, subtly show off or try to stay awake for you really gives him away. Plus, he’ll put up with any of your nonsense and will also put in the effort to care about and for you.

On that note, finding you two together isn’t always as easy though because Belphie will steal you away for a nap at any given time of day. No matter how long you’ve been in the Devildom already, Belphie is still insistent that he has to make up for lost time.

Whether you’re just his favourite pillow or if you are wrapped up in his arms, he wants to be as close to you as possible for a good night’s (or day’s) sleep. Whatever the case, the youngest is a lot more likely to press a half-asleep kiss to whatever part of skin he can reach while curled up next to you. If he could choose one, it would have to be kissing your neck while holding you from behind. Not only does he get to hear your pulse, he can also get a rise out of his brothers if he accidentally happens to bite down just a little…

Good thing Belphie is lying down most of the time because whenever you kiss his forehead, his knees go weak. Your hand gently pushing his hair out of his face before your lips flutter against his skin in the softest of touches could send him straight back to dreamland with how much comfort it provides. It doesn’t even matter when you do it. Whether it’s to wake him up, give him a good night’s kiss or to display how proud you are and how much you love him, Belphie could never get enough of your kisses.

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐒

Barbatos lives to serve and there’s nobody he likes to please more than you. Life can get tough, especially since you do so much for the people around you, so Barbatos would love nothing more than to be a place of comfort for you. Besides making tea for you and listening intently to what troubles you, Barbatos would also like to alleviate some of the physical strains. And what would be better suited for that than a massage provided by your partner?

As skilled fingers knead away the knots and stress of your everyday life, Barbatos will sneak in a few affections just for you. Whether it’s the small of your back, your shoulder blades or the back of your neck, expect them to be lavished in the gentlest attention as you melt into his touch. But your demon is always very keen on pressing soft kisses along the skin of your shoulders, from the moment he slips your clothes off for the massage to the moment he helps adjust them again. Also, if you ever find yourself in a situation where Barbatos has some free time to step away from his job for a while and just be himself, he’ll take every chance he gets to slip the collar of your top out of the way and indulge a little.

There’s no doubt that you are Barbatos’ favourite way to wind down. Just being with you recharges his energy fully and reminds him he’s more than just his job. That’s why it means so much to him when you carefully work off his gloves like he’s a delicate porcelain cup and place a lingering kiss to each pad of his fingers. The first time you do it, he’s very much taken by surprise but after recovering from his shock he’s already fond of the gesture. Even after he slips his gloves back on, he feels as if your touch still tingles underneath the material, the urge to feel your skin on his again burning bright under his composed façade.

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 7 months

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a/n: this is for a friend that celebrated a birthday this week. I hope it was a good one! 🎉

when it's mc's birthday | the demon brothers

2.6k words | nsfw | gn!reader | fluff and non-explicit smut

cw: my fav bias is showing again. mostly soft!demons. car sex; levi's tail gets its own warning; bathing together and bath tub sex; dream magic and implied dream sex.

Lucifer plans your birthday with the utmost care. He booked a reservation at your favourite restaurant so that he can treat you to an intimate dinner. He remembered the various items you've pointed out to him in the past while browsing through the Devildom's shopping district. He went back and bought every single one of them, and they're already wrapped and tucked away in the back of his closet for later.

After he walks you home from the restaurant, there's a bottle of Demonus on ice waiting in his room. You share a toast while he watches you open your gifts. You kiss his cheek, eyes shimmery and warm with so much affection, and he can't resist the urge to kiss you properly. A soft, booze-sweetened kiss leads to another kiss, and another, and another after that. He strips your clothes off slowly, like he's unwrapping a gift of his own. He memorizes the sight of your body stretched languidly against his dark sheets. He almost feels selfish for a moment because he wants you so desperately, but the lust simmering in your gaze makes his heart race. He knows how much you want him too, and he's powerless to deny you.

The first time he makes love to you, it's heat and frenzied passion, the build-up of coy anticipation led to that finally boiled over. He reaches for you throughout the night between quiet conversation and short naps. Each time he pulls your body close to his again, his lips whisper tender confessions against the delicate shell of your ear while he worships your body with his over and over again.

Mammon isn't very subtle. In the days leading up to your birthday, he asks random questions about things you might like or activities you're interested in. He wants to get a head start and beat his brothers to the punch. His fake nonchalance isn't convincing, but it's still endearing how much he truly cares. Who else should celebrate your birthday if not him? He's your first, and he's not going to let anyone else spoil you more than he does.

He tries to budget his money and curb his spending so he can afford whatever it is you ask for. If that fails, he takes on some less-than-prestigious part-time gigs for extra cash. You could ask him for the world and he'd find a way to scrimp and save and scavenge and steal if he has to so he can give you whatever you want. He doesn’t realize (or doesn't believe) that his company is what makes your birthday really special.

He dresses up nice and polishes his car to a high-shine to match your own stunning smile and natural radiance. It doesn’t matter what you wear because when he tells you how gorgeous you are, he’s so sincere. You outshine all the riches and jewels he used to dream about—now he dreams of you instead.

He takes you on a date that's sweet and light-hearted. He holds your hand and stares at you across the table with a dopey grin on his face when he thinks you're not looking. Once you're alone in his car, that boyish giddiness fades into something greedy and confident. You meet him halfway when he leans over to give you a kiss. When kissing isn't enough for either of you, you push the seat back so he can climb over and settle between your legs. He takes you apart in the cramped front seat of his car until your voice is hoarse and you push him away from sensitivity. The car smells musky with sweat and cum and he doesn't care that you made a bit of a mess on the seat. He palms himself on the drive home, and by the time you get to his room, he's eager to do it all over again in the comfort of his bed.

Levi isn't sure what to do for your birthday, but you offer to plan a little outing for the two of you. All he has to do is keep you company, right? He braces himself with a mantra he repeats over and over in his head: do it for them, do it for them, do it and LIKE IT because you love them. It ends up being a lot more fun than he expects: a lunch date at one of the cafes you both like followed by a movie you’ve been excited to see. You don’t make fun of his sweaty palm when you hold hands in line to buy movie tickets and overpriced snacks at the concession bar. There's a cute plushie on display where they sell collectible merch. He buys that for you too and shoves it into your arms before you can protest.

He relaxes when you take your seats and the theatre lighting dims as the movie starts. You lean against his shoulder and he's glad you can't see how pink his cheeks are. Partway through the film, he decides he likes the movie, but not as much as he enjoys your warm fingers laced with his.

He jolts suddenly when you pull your hand away and slide your fingers onto his denim-clad thigh instead. Your fingers squeeze with the tiniest bit of pressure and he nearly gasps at the unexpected wave of lust that washes over him. He glances at you in confusion—you're still focused on the screen, but he can see the little smile curling the edge of your mouth. He squirms a little and pretends not to notice your fingers drawing lazy circle-eights across his jeans, inching higher up his leg when he doesn’t stop you. And you're right, he's not going to stop you. You run a fingertip over the growing bulge hardening against the zipper of his jeans, just as you feel his tail slide onto your lap and tease the sensitive skin between your legs.

Satan decides to take a different approach when he sees how overwhelmed you are by his brothers' plans for your birthday. Sometimes simple is best and what could be more relaxing or romantic than your favourite home-cooked meal? He fusses in the kitchen until everything is cooked exactly to your liking, and the dish he serves you looks as good as it smells. His room is tidied enough so that a small table fits—he doesn’t want the others bothering you if he serves you in the dining room. There are dozens of candles that cast you both in an ethereal glow while you eat together. His room might not offer the rich ambience of Ristorante Six or the electric atmosphere of The Fall, but nothing outshines the romance he creates here, just for you.

Once dinner is finished and he tidies up the mess, he pulls you to your feet and wraps his arms around you in a slow dance. It's more like swaying back and forth together as a classical record plays quietly in the background. Candlelight flickers playfully along the walls of his room, and your face is painted by a mirage of shadow and flame. He eagerly traces those shapes on your skin with his tongue after he lays you on his bed, and by the time you're shaking and falling apart in his arms, you'll know how much he loves you.

Your birthday is another chance for Asmo to spoil you. Throughout the afternoon, he leads you to each of his favourite boutiques in the Devildom's shopping district. He holds up dozens of clothes against your body and admires how the colours bring out your eyes or compliment your complexion or how luxurious the fabrics are. He pretends that he didn't pick all these out to show you (and buy them for you) in advance.

When he finally takes you to Majolish, his greatest gift is revealing that he personally designed this outfit specially for you. It fits flawlessly and even you think you look amazing. It’s obvious that he poured his love and passion into creating this for you when no one else ever has before. It’s almost overwhelming, the way his smile radiates warmth when he looks at you. His eyes burn with all the ravenous love he feels for you. He loses control of himself and kisses you, pressing you against the changing room wall and sliding his thigh between yours. He doesn't want to stop, but he doesn’t have the time or space to touch you properly here. When he pulls his leg out from between yours, he misses the searing heat of your body against his. Perhaps it’s for the best that he take you home first—he would hate to get stains on your new outfit so soon.

(He originally planned on taking you to The Fall but he changed his mind. He’s not in the mood to share you with anyone else tonight.)

When he takes you home, he leads you straight to his private bathroom and urges you to get undressed while he gets everything ready. He draws a warm bath and the steamy air clings to you both like a second skin. You feel self-conscious about being naked even though he stands before you, waist-deep in the bathwater and just as naked as you are. He takes your hand and pulls you gently into the water with him. He supports your weight when you lean against his chest and his hands start to wander over your body. His fingers leave a soapy trail up and down your spine. He cradles your neck and leans forward, capturing your lips in another kiss because he can't possibly wait anymore. The kiss reignites both your desperate desires to touch and be touched. He walks you back towards the edge of the tub. When your back touches the cool marble stone, he reaches behind your thighs and lifts you onto the edge; he swallows your half-hearted protest with his lips moving greedily against yours. His mouth moves away from yours, ghosting along the curve of your jaw and down your neck while his fingers gently pry your legs apart. He bends his head low once you’re spread open for him, hot and trembling and all his. His eyes glow bright when you tangle your fingers in his hair, and it’s the last thing you see before he dips his head between your legs.

It's not surprising that Beel plans to take you out for dinner on your birthday. It's a tricky proposition because it's easy for him to lose control of his hunger when he goes out to eat. He doesn't want his sin to ruin your birthday dinner, so he eats a meal's worth of food beforehand. Having a partially-full stomach means he's not going to be completely distracted by hunger—he wants to focus on you.

He likes taking you to nice restaurants and your birthday is no exception. You put on a new outfit he’s never seen you wear before, but it looks so good on you that he's drooling from the corner of his mouth before you even leave the house. The restaurant is cozy and everything on the menu sounds delicious. Your nose bunches up adorably when you can't decide what to order, and Beel suggests ordering one of everything. He laughs deep in his belly when you glance at him skeptically over the brim of your menu. His eyes are bright with mischief even though you know he's dead-serious. He simply grins at you from across the table and reminds you that he won't let the food wouldn’t go to waste. It doesn't take long for your food to arrive. Beel enjoys watching you eat while you make little sounds of contentment between bites. He offers you food from his own plate to try. When your plate is empty, he worries you might still be hungry; he's only satisfied when you promise that you're close to bursting and completely full. He leads you out of the restaurant by the hand, and his other hand carries a bag full of leftovers to share with you tomorrow.

When he walks you home, he doesn't want to seem needy or presumptuous even though he's reluctant to end the night so soon. He pauses outside your door and kisses you softly, whispering happy birthday against your lips that still taste sweet from your dessert earlier. He can’t resist swiping his tongue across the seam of your mouth for one more taste, and the kiss deepens when you part your lips for him. You only break the kiss just long enough to open your door and pull him inside your room before slamming the door shut again. Your hands tug impatiently at his waist, and he shivers at the metallic clink of his belt buckle coming undone. He can sense hunger rising inside you again, and when he pushes you gently onto the mattress and covers your body with his own, he realizes your appetite is as insatiable as his own.

Belphie doesn't mind if the others want to take the initiative and plan your birthday party. He prefers it that way, actually. When his brothers ask for his input, he recommends something casual at the house, nothing too fancy. He wants you to be happy and relaxed and spoiled where you can be comfortable.

He sneaks into town to buy you a gift before the party, of course—something you mentioned to him in passing once that was too expensive for you to justify buying at the time. He and Beel wrap the presents they bought you in their room. Belphie's present looks insignificant compared to the large pile of gifts stacked near your birthday cake. He's not worried, especially when your eyes light up when you open it. You're just as appreciative of his small gift as you are of the others you receive. He knows you so well.

(You keep the contents of his card to yourself: a reminder that he has something special to give you later.)

Sometimes when he takes you to the attic for bed, he falls back against the mattress and waits impatiently for you to crawl on top of him. There's no hint of his lazy smugness tonight though. His hands are gentle but efficient when he strips your clothes away first before taking off his own. He follows you down onto the bed and smothers your body with his. The soft mattress cushions you when he grinds against you, and it squeaks from the force of his thrusts when he rocks inside you too. Your skin is littered with the little marks he sucks and nibbles into your skin. He cleans you with a warm, damp cloth after because your thighs and belly are covered in a sticky mess of you and him. He takes care of you with so much tenderness. You’re already snoring lightly by the time he's finished, and he cuddles against you with a yawn.

Shortly after you fall asleep, you dream of him. It’s a shared illusion between you conjured with the sleepy brand of magic he commands. You writhe against him in your sleep as the embers of lust continue to burn deep inside you. When the dream ends, you both wake up and instinctively reach for each other as the remnants of the dream fades away. He kisses you breathless despite your stale morning breath. You whimper against his mouth and he rolls over until you're underneath him again. After indulging in a night of dreamy, lustful sins, you're both still desperately eager for more.

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 8 months

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Bragging rights

#😭😭😭 he’s such a bimboy i love him #dumb pretty boy #obey me #obey me mammon #mammon #i also love your mc how pretty!!!

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 8 months

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sleep

— lucifer x reader [ genre ] fluff, SLIGHT implications ( SYNOPSIS ) you stumble across lucifer's soft side; you see him sleeping peacefully

∙ authors note - no prns used ♩ now listening to : "death bed (coffee for your head)" - powfu, beabadobee

✧ lucifer was a tired man(/demon). you worried for him, but he'd always insist that he was alright. you knew how much he went through every day, dealing with paperwork, maintaining discipline in RAD as a council member, and of course, not to mention his personal life as well. on top of all the responsibilities he bared, he was a chronical overworker, too. he might've not noticed the bags under his eyes becoming darker, or that he was consuming too much coffee, or that he became extremely irritable even at the littlest things, but you did. and you were troubled.

you took a deep breath in, as you knocked gently on the door of his study. he was late for dinner. it wasn't like lucifer morningstar to arrive late, so you decided to check up on him.

'luci ?,' you quietly called out, awaiting the sound of his curt reply. the lack of reply and the uncharacteristic silence made you push the door open and head inside. you sighed, with a small smile adorning your face, as you saw him fast asleep on his chair. he looked so lithe, so pretty as he dozed silently, with strands of his dark hair scattered across his pale forehead.

you were torn apart between the choices of waking him up for dinner, or picking him up from his chair and placing him in bed, for the night of peaceful sleep that he rightfully deserved. you came to a conclusion and decided on the latter. surely, he wouldn't starve if he skipped one meal. he actually skipped quite a lot of meals, so would it really matter if he gave in to the prospects of sleep for one night ?

you surprised yourself at your strength, as you easily picked him up in your arms. were you just amazingly strong or was he unusually frail ? you noted it mentally to think about the fact later. maybe he was skipping too many meals for your liking. the intimate position you had placed yourself in suddenly dawned on you. your cheeks blushed slightly at the idea of someone bursting in the room, and you hurried to lay him down on his bed.

as you laid him down and pulled a blanket over him, his voice snapped your wandering mind back to him.

'mc ?,' he murmured, slowly propping himself up on his elbow. you were this close to screaming at the sight of him waking up. you'd tried your very best so that he'd rest without working his health off for one night, but you'd failed. you grit your teeth in self-annoyance.

'hey, luci. don't worry about anything, ok ? just - just sleep! everything's fine, alright ?,' you hurriedly choked out, and your eyes widened as you saw a sliver of a smile playing at his lips. of course, you'd seen him smile so many times before, but seeing him like this made it somewhat different. it felt unnecessarily intimate, seeing him so bleary in sleep, his hair tousled, his red eyes losing its intimidating gleam and a soft, pure smile adorning his face. was this what he looked like as an angel ? the very definition of majestic beauty ? his figure in front of you did not help, but rather fed your unsavory thoughts about him.

'i owe you, mc,' he whispered, laying back down, and you stiffened in embarrassment, feeling your cheeks heat up horribly as your mind clouded with thoughts.

'r-right. goodnight, luci,' you stammered, and at the sight of the soft smile turning to a grin as he shut his eyes, you knew he enjoyed this little interaction you both had. maybe he enjoyed it a bit too much. you also knew that, the next day you would be called to his study to be bestowed with a token of his thanks (he always kept his words), but to you, he was more valuable than anything he'd have to owe you. he was the favor he promised to give you, his very presence was worth more than any gifts that he'd deck you with.

but he didn't understand that yet. after all, you were one special human.

#🥺❤️❤️❤️#cuuuuute!!!! 💞💝💘#wahhh i’m soft #lucifer obey me #obey me #lucifer

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 8 months

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Asmo is literally Barbie! 💝💝💝

#I LOVE THESE #asmo #assmodeus #obey me #barbie #barbie meme

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 9 months

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maid outfit mammon >:)

#yes yes YESSS #omg #the cat ears #he’s PERFECT #i love him #mammykins <3 #mammycakes my beloved #💛💛💛#mammon #obey me

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 9 months

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transparent for all your MC shenanigans

#LMAO #i’m the first one and the last one #obey me #obey me lucifer

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 10 months

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Obey me is so funny because it's about found family and it's about different found families and it's like

Here's Simeon and his beautiful, caring son who bakes with him and patiently teaches him how to use a mobile phone and comes up with fun, innocent activities they can do together

Here's Barbatos and his beautiful, caring son who wants to play a prank on him so they can bond but doesn't want to distress Barbatos so instead he gives him tea in the morning and asks interesting questions from him

And then pan over to Lucifer whose clothes are crumpled and also a little on fire, whose hair is greying and sticking up, whose hunched over, barely standing up straight, and who hasn't had a moment's rest in years, who is desperately clutching on to a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a smoking cigarette in the other, who has the overall demeanor and appearance of someone who has been consecutively run over by several trucks - not really upset but more resigned to his (eternal) fate, while his horrible, terrible gaggle of gremlin children run rampant in the background

#lmaoooo rip #you’re so right #poor luci #he needs help so bad #and a vacation

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 10 months

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Yeah I'm obsessed with Devildom architecture

#THESE ARE SO GOOD #PRETTY!!!#adorable

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 11 months

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Okay. So. I think it's time that we stop questioning why Satan to wears that stupid boa and just let the guy embrace it.

I want him to fully weaponize that thing like a 1920s socialite! Smack people with ends of it when he gets frustrated! Sassily use it to clothesline his brothers in the face when he exits rooms! He's probably tried to strangle someone with it at least once! If he's going to be a disrespectful little shit, then let MC teach him how to do so with style, damnit!!

#LMAOOO #yesss #omg #this is so funny #i love that for him

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 11 months

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Come to me, hot babes! I swear I will give you all the affection you need! ˢᵒᵇ(ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣ ہ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ ✿)ˢᵒᵇ Artwork credit: @myt_s3

What are the brothers' love language?

Acts of Service: Lucifer expresses his love by taking care of practical matters and ensuring everything runs smoothly for you. He goes out of his way to fulfill your needs and anticipates your desires.

Quality Time: He values spending meaningful time with you engaging in deep conversations and enjoying your company. Whether it's discussing books or sharing a quiet evening together, he treasures your undivided attention.

Physical Touch: Mammon craves physical affection and shows his love through hugs, cuddles, and playful touches. He constantly seeks opportunities to be close to you and cherishes moments of physical intimacy.

Receiving Gifts: Mammon may not admit it, but he finds joy in giving and receiving tokens of affection. He puts thought into selecting meaningful presents that reflect his feelings for you.

Words of Affirmation: Leviathan values heartfelt compliments and verbal reassurances. He appreciates hearing that he's loved and respected, and he reciprocates by expressing his affection through sweet, sincere words.

Acts of Service: He may not always show it overtly, but Leviathan expresses his love by assisting you with your needs, whether it's helping with chores or offering technical support for their gaming endeavors.

Quality Time: Satan's love language revolves around spending quality time with you, engaging in intellectual discussions, and sharing hobbies. He enjoys intellectual stimulation and seeks to deepen their connection through meaningful interactions.

Acts of Service: He demonstrates his love by assisting you with various tasks and providing practical support. From helping with research to organizing their surroundings, Satan shows his affection through acts of service.

Physical Touch: Asmodeus thrives on physical touch and uses it to express his love. From hugs and hand-holding to affectionate touches, he showers you with warmth and tenderness.

Words of Affirmation: He loves hearing words of praise, and he reciprocates by complimenting your appearance, talents, and personality. Asmodeus knows how to make you feel loved and appreciated through his words.

Physical Touch: Beelzebub's love language centers around physical affection. He finds solace in cuddles, embraces, and gentle touches. He shows his love by enveloping you in his protective arms and providing a sense of security.

Quality Time: Beelzebub cherishes shared experiences and enjoys spending time with you, whether it's cooking together or going on adventures. He values your presence and seeks to create lasting memories.

Quality Time: Belphegor treasures quiet moments with you, enjoying each other's company without the need for words. He finds comfort in your presence and prefers to share intimate moments together.

Acts of Service: Despite his laid-back demeanor, Belphegor expresses his love through acts of service. He may surprise you by completing tasks on their behalf or showing support in subtle ways.

～𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 11 months

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Happy Mother's Day to Satan because of that one time everyone in HOL was calling him mom and it pissed him off.

#lmao #loved this one

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pink-sheep-from-hell · 11 months

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𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢, 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐬 ❤︎

(𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲)

𝗟𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗲𝗿 - 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝘆𝗲, 𝗠𝘆 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭; 𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭?

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦; 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵; 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵

𝗠𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 - 𝗠𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗠𝘆 𝗛𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦; 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦; 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦; 𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝗟𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 - 𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆

𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥; 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦; 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴; 𝘎𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴; 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗮𝗻 - 𝗕𝗮𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝗕𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀

𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯; 𝘐 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸

𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵; 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦; 𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵

𝗔𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝘂𝘀 - 𝗕𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗖𝗶𝘁𝘆

𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦; 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴; 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘺

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺; 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦

𝗕𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘇𝗲𝗯𝘂𝗯 - 𝗜 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹

𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵; 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦

𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥; 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥; 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦; 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱; 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥; 𝘚𝘰 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦; 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦

𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗴𝗼𝗿 - 𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝘀 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿

𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶; 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴

𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵; 𝘐 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨

#oh these are very good and on point

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