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❤️🩹Reassuring Love❤️🩹
Lucifer x F!reader ❤️
Summary: MC started to had doubt if Lucifer really loved her and it took a turn for the best
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Lucifer pov
'It's been 3 month seems y/n confess their love to me and I accepted because the truth is I also wanted to confess to them but my pride wouldn't let me. Im glad I did, I couldn't be more happy and the looks of my brothers envying me made me feel like i'm in control even do I always was. But thanks to all this paperwork I have it never gave me as much free time with y/n as much as I wanted to have and I love them but this paperwork is never ending taking me away from my loved ones. I hate not being there for the ones I love and this paperwork is not helping at all. I hate it.'
I look over at the clock and it was 2 in the morning and I decided to take a break and stood from my office desk and made my way to the kitchen as i look on the corner of my eye something moving.’That better not be Asmo or Mammon coming home late from a party or something’ i thought to myself as i enter kitchen and grab a cup of coffee before I forget why I even left the office. I walk to Mammons room to see him pass out on the couch and some grim on the table. Looks like he fell asleep counting his grim. I place my cup of coffee in his table and slowly grab him, placing him in his bed and grab my cup and turn off his light. I knocked on Levi's Room and heard him say “What's the password” I irritated knowing that he was awake on a school night “GO TO SLEEP ” I said coldly and heard some loud tongs and silence. I walked to the twins room and saw them cuddling in Beel’s bed. I finished drinking my cup and went back to check on Asmos' room and he was getting his beauty sleep and Satan was fast asleep in his bed. But if all of them are asleep, who was that figure I saw earlier?.
As I walked back to the kitchen to get more coffee to continue on my work I heard a door close. I understood everything and got my coffee and walked to MC room and knocked no answer i opened it and saw they were not there. I giggled to myself and headed to my office and they where not there and I went to my room and there they were laying in my bed facing their back to the door. I placed the cup on the night table and sat next to them.
“Why is it that you are walking around the house at this time of the night?” I said thinking this was one of there games but I didn't know I was in it for a suprise.
Y/n pov
It's cold in my room. I couldn't sleep correctly thinking of how to warm myself and remember that Lucifer is probably awake at this hour of the night. Maybe I could go to his office and let him wrap his hands around me his warmth always made me sleepy. I stood up from my bed and walked barefoot to his office and that's when I saw him go to the kitchen i looked at him and thought maybe i can make a little surprise I knew he might get mad at me for being awake at this hour but to hell I'm needy and I know he will give me what I want at what hour I want so I walked to his office and sat on his chair and looked at all his paperwork i started to read on top of the paper to see what they were about Mammons dept, House bills and more other things. A ding sound sounded from his DDD and there was a message. Curiosity kill the cat or something like that I don't care Lucifer left his phone unattended let's see who text him at such hour probably Dia. The messed was from someone saying *Dear Lucifer, my love, I really hope we can meet again and have a…* I couldn't read the rest because the DDD needed to be unlocked. I didn't know his password and I felt betray the man that said to me he loved me so much and he would do anything for me is cheating on me with someone. I didn't even wanna know from whom the text was from at all. Maybe that's why he never was with me all that time.He always said it was because he was busy and busy and couldn't make time for me but no It was because he was with another person but what am I then a side chick, the main, a practice? I stood up forgetting the real reason why I was there and started to walk to my room but i saw Lucifer heading his way to the kitchen again and i didnt wanna look at him and i knew he was going to my room so i when to his not expecting him to go there knowing he was going to continue his work.
I laid in his bed not facing the door just in case HE walked in. As soon as my eyes started to get fuzzy I heard the door open. I opened them back, losing sleepiness. That's when I felt him sit next to me and asked the question.
3 person pov
Lucifer looked now at Mc who started to sob and said “What am I to u?" That question got Lucifer off guard he felt his heart sink “Why would you ask such question” as MC sat and Lucifer wrap his arms around there waist and Mc didn't react didn't wrap there arms around his chest they just sat there as a sign that they wanted him away and said “You don't love me, you just told me you love me back to make your brothers envy you and you already have someone else is that why you don't want to be around me because you have someone else”
Lucifer could only stare and started to chuckle in silence “So its truth” MC said before getting pull in to bed and there lips landed into a soft but aggressive kiss as Lucifer just look angry now and said “Now listen here I don't know what you're trying to get me so say because you know me I only tell you the truth and your playing with fire you don't get to get mad for imaginary things" Lucifer said as Mc believe him but felt like he was playing around covering it up with something else wanting to be proven right wanting to know if he really loved them they said "Prove it” Lucifer eyes widened and started to press their lips harder on theirs. “If you seek attention just ask and you will receive but doing all that little drama was uncall for and unnecessarily "
MC pov
Without giving me a chance to speak he grabs both of my arms lifting them above my head and a gasp left my mouth which he heard and started to trace his fingers in my button shirt.
“This is on the way’’ he then with one hand ripped my shirt leaving me in a bra. ‘’Lucifer my shirt!!!’’ i said as he then again kiss me to shut me up and said ‘’shut up and don't make this harder than it already is’’ he started to move down and kisses my neck leaving bites and hickeys and looked at me who just close closed my eyes as the pain and pleasure hit my body for him to stop and grab my chin ‘’look at me and dont enjoy it until i say you can enjoy it’’ then i felt his hand go in my pants and started to rub my clit and i was holding my moans in but the way he touch me was something i can never forget it feel like i was in heaven ‘’Don't be so hard on yourself let them out’’ i started to moan in a low tone ‘’L-Luci please aah~’’ that seem to have turn him on because next thing i knew i felt his hard member. He stops and removes his hand and sucks his fingers and chuckles. ‘’L-Luci pleasee finish please~~’’ i started to moan louder and he just looked at me and said ‘’don't forget this is a reminder so I get to do what I want’’ he sat back on the bed and gave me a signal to come to him i got on my knees and he grab my chin “suck’’ i didn't understand when he move my chin down to show me his pants.
He let go of my chin and I made my way to his pants and took out his belt and he grabbed it and wrapped it around my neck ‘’just in case’’ that's all he said as I opened the zipper to reveal his boxer I took his hard member. He grabs my head "Suck" all that he said I just grab it with one hand and kiss the tip to see what he would do in response he grunt and said I said "suck" and I started to lick it and he just pulled his hard member in my mouth. ’’That's what you get for teasing me’’ he lets go of my head i pull away to take my breath ‘’suck and i won't repeat myself’’ he said one last time. I started to suck the tip and slowly took his big member into my mouth. Gosh anyone would die to have a cock like his. He started to grunt so i started to go faster and he place his hand in my hair ‘’fuck im going to come dont you dare drop a single seed’’ and with that he came in my mouth and he lift my head with the belt and with a commanding voice he said ‘’swallow it all’’ i open my mouth to show him i have swallow it all and he smile and said your turn now. He turned me around and took my pants out and inserted his cock inside my entrance without letting me adjust. He started to move in and out each time faster but being careful not to break me and each time i moan louder and louder. He puts his hand in my hips to move me faster ‘’ Say my name say it’’
Luci~~Lucifer ah~’’ ‘’Louder’’ ‘’Lucife Ahh~~’’ ‘’LOUDER’’ ‘’Lucifeer~~~`’’ and with that i felt my body get weak my legs shaking and trying to catch my breath i turn around and lucifer laid back and pulled me to me
‘’You did well’’ and kisses my forehead’’ i just laid my head on his chest ‘’say what would you think that i don't love you and what makes you think that i have another person to love’’ he looked down to see my face and i said ‘’well i went to your office and you got a text on your DDD and it said something along the lines dear lucifer my love and that's why i thought that you had someone else’’ he laid a kiss on my lips and said ‘’That's one of the witches that i have to deal with because of Mammon and they call everyone like that just like Asmo’’ ‘’Then why do you keep distancing yourself from me’’ i said looking at him and sitting up. Lucifer place the back of his hand on his face ‘’It's not like i can't stop it i have a lot of work to do and it's keeping me away from all my free time’’ I looked at him and sigh ‘’If that's a problem ill try to make more free time and spend it on you and if not you can come to my office while i'll work and keep me company.’’ he kiss my cheek and got out of the bed and carry me on bridal style and started to walk to his bathrooms and said ‘’lets get us both clean’’
I wrote this along time ago and posted it on wattpad and I tried to fix it since it has it years and felt cringy but I tried to fix that but it still felt cringy and not original but I will try next time I do something like this better I swear just don't die on me
#obey me lucifer#obey me#obeyme#obey me mc#obey me luci x reader#obey me lucifer x mc#obey me lucifer x you#obey me luci x mc#obey me fandom#obey me fic#obey me writer#obey me story#obey me nonsense#obey me nsft#obey me Lucifer x mc nswf#obey me +18
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Guys
Unfortunately due to some home life situation and my cat is a wee sick and I have to give the poor baby some medicine (so that'll take most of my time-)
Thirsts will be slow this week
Sad <//3
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|| MASTER LIST || (OBEY ME! SHALL WE DATE?)
If the 18+ sign is in brackets that means just that part of a multi-series is NSFW but if its not then the entire fic as in all the parts are above 18.
A- Angst/ F- Fluff/ S- Smut/ R- Requested.
☀︎ - Fem M/C ☼ - Male M/C ☽ - GN M/C
💜 - Personal Favourite
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Lucifer:
You are worth it!! Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 (18+) A/F/S ☀︎
Sad M/C Hc A/F ☀︎
Mammon:
Two can play at that game... Part 1, Part 2 18+ F/S/R ☀︎
Sad M/C Hc A/F ☽
Leviathan:
Satan:
Asmodeus:
Beelzebub:
Who you are!! Part 1, Part 2 F ☀︎
The Italian way of life... Part 1, Part 2 F/R ☀︎
Belphegor:
Diavolo:
I am here... I’ll always be here Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3 A/F/M ☀︎
Aftercare F ☽
Solomon:
Simeon:
Head canons:
Sad M/C Part 1, Part 2, A/F ☀︎
Levels of protectiveness Part 1, Part 2 ☀︎
Terms of endearment Part 1, Part 2 ☽
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Levi: *crying and bawling hus eyes out*
Mc: *comforting him*
Lucifer: .... What happened? *raising an eyebrow at the two of you*
Mc: well... Levi-
Levi: HE FUCKING CHEATED ON MEEE *cries harder*
Lucifer: he? I didn't know you have a boyfrien-
Mc: it's not a boyfriend lucifer
Lucifer: then what is it?
Mc: he's Levi gaming buddy, apparently he found a new much more 'good' gaming buddy so he played with the new game buddy while still with Levi, and couple hours earlier Levi just got dumped by him.
Lucifer: ....... Where's mammon? *Levi cries and wails can be heard in the background*
Mc: well as soon as he found out what that demon did he immediately flies to go to they're place
Lucifer: for what?
Mc: .... To kill him
Lucifer: *dialed mammon immediately* mammon do not kill him
Lucifer: no, I said do not kill him, don't drop him yet, we need to torture him first
Lucifer: good, I'll tell Satan that he can have a stress relief toy, yes bring him here
Mc: ... This is why I love them (the brothers) *smiles*
Mc: Levi... Do you want to watch the whole tsl from season one to three?
Levi: *sniff* four?
Mc: ok *smiles* four season, let's go, help me get the popcorn
Levi: *sniff* okay... *little smile*
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i love when my wife tries to kill me
#i know some people were turned off belphie after lesson 16 uh lesson 16 was incredibly hot to me and i want him to do it again <3#however as a major belphie apologist i am also in the boat that his redemption/development shouldve had more time to really work#thank u fanfic writers who explore this i am respectfully kissing ur hands for doing the lords work#obey me#obey me nightbringer#obey me belphegor#belphegor#belphie#om! belphegor#obey me art#obey me fanart#digital art#my art
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Thirst/comfort????
How about Luci about to have sex with reader (their first time) and they cant at all relax? They're really tense and shaky because they know its gonna hurt. (Luci comforting reader during the whole thing? i dont know if this counts as a thirst)
-🍊Oranchi🍊
18+ nsfw headcanon // minors do not interact
Omg 😩💕!!!
Lucifer is a caretaker at heart and that extends to the bedroom. Depending on what u want huehue 😏
He knows if it's done right, it shouldn't be that painful. Of course he knows everyone is different but he assures you that he will try to make it the least painful as possible, 'slow and steady' is how it'll be done he tells you when he sees how nervous you are.
He would be so soft and sweet, he loves you and he wouldn't do anything to harm you. He would check in on you frequently through out the whole session. He'd be so gentle, praising you when he can.
"Look at how well you're taking my fingers already."
He'd press soft tender kisses to your face and neck as his warm lubed up fingers gently finger fuck you. He'd murmur a small "we can stop anytime you're uncomfortable my little lamb."
He will make sure you're as comfortable as you can be. After all, and perhaps there's some selfishness here, it'd hurt his pride if you didn't enjoy your first time with him.
"Mm...doing so good. The tip is already in, how are you feeling?" He asks and presses a sweet kiss to your forehead.
"Oh my little lamb wants more? Very well then." ⬦
also someone requested a virgin mc version of this back in june and I've been sitting on it ever since. perhaps I should continue to work on it?🫣
Lucifers part is actually done and idk if I wanna release that by itself or not in case I don't actually finish it... Decisions of an amateur writer. 😔
#the virgin™️ agenda will always be top tier to me ♡#also tbh I consider this a thirst ig bc like it's not a proper fic & more like just...thirsty chatting/hc sharing 😆🥰#if I end up writing something proper from a thirst then it's just a win at that point for the both of us LOL 😭🥳#also hello oranchi welcome!!! 🥰♡♡♡#tysm for this! it got my writer brain going & I always appreciate the hell out of that!! ♡#fuck luci's so daddy to me alskdkglgl#obey me#obey me lucifer#obey me smut#obey me headcanons#obey me lucifer smut#obey me lucifer headcanons#obey me lucifer x reader#obey me lucifer x you#obey me x reader#✩ — the star: 🍊Oranchi🍊!#◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹
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Guys, I am begging you. Please, please, PLEASE REBLOG FREE CONTENT CREATORS or they will never have enough interactions and their blog will die or they will simply lose intest and leave Tumblr. Don't complain if writers or artists leave fandoms. They need reblogs to go further.
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Imagine how soft Lucifer would get if he woke up to MC looming over him and peppering his face with endless kisses. He'd melt into a happy little demon puddle while they tell him about all the little things he does that make them fall in love with him harder.
He'd spend the day grinning like a fool and making dumb little mistakes like walking into doors or overfilling his coffee cup because he's distracted.
Time to bring back soft!luci hours 😌 reader is gender neutral!
The brothers were wary of Lucifer this morning, and more than usual.
His smile was far too content this early- Hell, it was weird to even see a smile from him! They know that he’s not a morning demon, but to see him so wide awake and happy about was…unsettling.
They never knew of the special wake-up call you gave him. How you softly peppered his face with kisses, not even missing his scrunched nose or the lids of his tightly shut eyes. How gentle you caressed his cheeks while whispering how much you love him and all that he means to you.
It took all that was in him to get out of bed- even if the reason were to merely meet and return your kisses.
But his brothers or anyone else weren’t aware of that, and it only made them more leery of him. To have such a bright aura surrounding him was something everyone should be fearing- especially when he was making such simple mistakes. Signing paperwork in the wrong spot, knocking over his coffee, even finding himself being pranked by the Anti-Lucifer League.
Satan couldn’t even find it in himself to laugh or gloat in Lucifer’s mishaps because of how he wasn’t even affected by them. It left him and Belphie baffled when he just shook it off and continue smiling as if nothing happened.
While Lucifer was somewhat aware of people actively avoiding him, he welcomed it, and hoped that it continued for the rest of the day and throughout the night.
Because it meant that you could continue your session from this morning uninterrupted- and he wants to return the favor as soon as he could.
He wants you to know just how much you’re loved by him, and how much he keeps falling for you even more as each day passes.
#Ty this cured my writers block#dream answers 🌤#dream rambles about obey me 😈💜#obey me x you#obey me x reader#obey me x gender neutral reader#obey me lucifer x reader#lucifer x reader#lucifer x mc#obey me x y/n
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·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Pact Marks Headcanons Ꮚ♥ꈊ♥Ꮚ
✧Rating: Fluff, slightly suggestive, Satan and Lucifer’s are kinda hurt comfort
✧Characters: Lucifer, Satan, Leviathan, Mammon, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor
✧Word count: 9.7k
✧Summary: how the boys would react if you asked to make a pact with them and get their seal.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Beelzebub - (lvl of difficulty: 4/10 | placement: stomach or shoulder)
✧ out of everyone, I think he would be the most willing to make this kind of pact.
✧ pacts are a heavy subject so he has his apprehensions, but there’s no way he can deny you if you ask him with that adorable smile of yours.
✧ (especially if you offer him his favorite food)
✧ you already have his heart, why not his being as well?
✧ he might ask you why you’d want to make a pact when he’s already willing to do whatever you say,
✧ but at the idea it would make you two closer, he’s enthusiastically asking if he can give you his seal right there and then.
✧ he just cares about you so much it’s so cute.
✧ his go to spot would be somewhere either on your stomach (of course) because it’s one of his favorite parts of you or your shoulder because that’s the usual spot for tattoos, why not a seal instead?
✧ as he uses his powers to engrave his personal seal of gluttony into you, he can’t while the goofy smile off his face.
✧as soon as he’s done he hugs you close to his chest and tells you how important you truly are to him.
✧ whenever he sees you wearing something that flaunts his seal, he gets so happy inside he can’t help put run up to you and spin you around in the air.
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♥ “Hey Beel, there’s something I wanna ask you,” you walk up to him and rest your chin on his shoulder.
“Mm? What’s up, MC?” He tilts his head to give you a confused look.
“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while, and I think I’m finally ready. We’ve known each other for a while, right?” You take a step back and grasp his hand in yours.
“We have…” he looks down at your hands, holds his own and then back into your eyes, “I’m still confused.”
“Give me a second to find the right words…” you take a deep breath, “Would it be alright if we had a pact together?”
“A… pact? Wait, really?!” His eyes widened in surprise. He genuinely thought you were going to say literally anything in the whole world besides that. “A-are you serious?!”
“Shit, did I say it too soon? I know it’s personal, maybe I should have waited longer,” the worries you were suppressing begin to fill your mind.
“N-no it’s alright it’s just,” he chuckles slightly, “I never expected you to ask about something like that. Pacts are a bit of a sensitive topic. But, I’m fine with talking about it if you’d like. Since it’s you…” He blushes slightly and looks away. Has he…
“Have you… thought about making a pact with me before?” You asked with such an innocent sounding voice that his whole face erupts in a hot blush.
“I might have a couple of times. I mean… I like you, after all. But you already know that… wait, am I blushing? Ah, this is so embarrassing…” he hides his face in his hands in defeat. It takes all the willpower you have not to tease him any further.
“It’s alright, Beel. How would you feel if I told you I have too? That’s why I’m here asking you this question after all. Just please, can I see your face again?” You gently rub a soothing hand over his shoulder. He hasn’t even made the pact yet and yet he already feels like he’s at your mercy. He drops his hands to his sides and looks at you with the most loving eyes you’ve ever seen. You can tell he wants this just as much as you do.
“You know all the details to pacts already, right? After giving you my seal, you’ll be able to not only use some of my powers but I’ll also listen to any commands you give me, no matter what. But I'll return, you’ll be mine forever. Are you ready to make that deal?” His unwavering expression gives you the last piece of confidence in your decision you need to finally seal the deal.
“I’m ready. When I first met you after suddenly appearing in Devildom all those months ago… I already knew that you were all I ever wanted,” you give him a reassuring nod. He grunts and clutches his heart.
“A-are you alright?! Fuck, that was cringy, wasn’t it?” You internally scold yourself for saying something so cliche.
“No it’s- that was… that was so…” you hear him sniffle. When your eyes meet once more, you’re in shock. He was crying. His eyes sparkled and his cheeks looked so red he looked like he had a fever. “No one’s ever said something like that to me. I wasn’t ready.”
“I see… aww, Beel. You’re so cute,” you smile as you ruffle his hair.
“Mmph…” he hums in satisfaction, basking in the attention like a loyal puppy.
“Are you ready to make the pact now, Beel?” You ask sweetly as your hand returns to trancing gentle patterns on his shoulder.
“I think I am. But, where should I put my seal?” He looked to you for the answer.
“Well, where would you like to put the seal?” You tilt your head playfully.
“You’re giving me the honor? You sure?” His eyes widened. You nod as a confirmation and he chuckles, “well, if you really want me to pick… I’ll put it… here,” He gently lifts up your shirt and presses two fingers on the spot right above your belly button.
“This spot… I feel drawn to it for some reason,” He blushes as he watches his own fingertips trace a circle around the spot he’s chosen.
“Is it because it’s my stomach?” You chuckle.
“Not entirely… it’s just, when I imagine you with my seal right here… it makes me feel warm inside. Like… it’s the same feeling when I watch you wear my clothes around the house… it makes me feel like you’re mine, all mine.” He looks up at you with dilated pupils, ready at any moment to engrave his mark right into you. His expression practically begs you at this point. All it takes is a small nod and a smile and he likes up like a happy little puppy who was given the whole container of treats. He turns back to the spot his fingers are pressing against and lowers his head to it. He licks his lips, preparing to make the best decision of his whole life. Yes, he’s certain of it. You feel a slight tickle as his lips press against the skin right above your navel followed by a fuzzy tingle. The spot glows a beautiful golden orange and black, the faint outline of a sigil drawing itself deep into the cut face of your belly. Once the process is done, he takes a step back to admire his work. You look like the most gorgeous being in all of devildom and you can see it in his eyes with the way they twinkle. He smiles widely and pulls you into a tight hug.
“This… I just can’t believe it. This is definitely the best day of my life!” He can’t hide the tears that spill from his cheeks as he squeezes you tighter.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Leviathan - (lvl of difficulty: 4/10 | placement: any)
✧ Now Levi is a special case.
✧ It’s pretty much cannon that he’s a social outcasts. He spends pretty much every second of his life in his room either playing video games, watching anime, reading manga, or dusting his numerous anime figurines.
✧ he’s content with this lifestyle, but also longs for everything his brothers have.
✧ He always hears stories of all the all you can eat restaurants Beel has taken everybody (besides him) to, the casinos Mammon hangs out at with his poker friends, the clubs Asmo returns from with mysterious red marks on his neck, the tea Lucifer and Diavolo share on occasions to catch up, the gym Satan frequents and seems to even be making friends at, damn it, even Belphegor has mentioned babysitting with Luke and watching cartoons with him.
✧ It’s just not fair, completely unfair, that while his brothers are out living their lives, he’s left all alone with only the company of his anime girl figurines and his pet snake.
✧ (enough with the brooding, onto the hcs)
✧ That was until you became a part of his life.
✧ Instead of spending all his time alone playing games, he can do that with you and more.
✧ So the day you come up to him and ask to make a pact he honestly likes he’s either still asleep or misheard you
✧ there’s no way you, the wonderful, kind, and gorgeous you that you are, would as a nerd like him to make a pact with
✧ once the idea finally processes in his brain, he keeps bringing up how cooler, prettier, and stronger his brothers are than him.
✧ why him? There’s no way you truly mean him.
✧ but for the thousandth time you say you truly want him, he’s already in tears.
✧ he has no preference at all for seals, he already feels like the luckiest guy the world he even gets this opportunity.
✧ you honestly have to pick for him because he overheats at just the thought of placing a seal somewhere on your body.
✧ (please tell him a more private spot you’d like his seal and he will melt into a blushing mess)
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♥ “Levi, are you busy right now?” You poke your head into his ocean-like room to see him playing something on his computer. But as soon as your nickname for him leaves your lips his head snaps in your direction and he falls right out of his chair.
“OUCH- I-I mean,” He scurried over to you with a joyful smile and a bruised cheek, “No, I’m not busy at all! Do you need something?”
“I’m sorry for startling you, look, you have a bruise now…” you mutter sadly and you bring a soft hand up to his cheek to cup it. He shivers at the touch and his face lights up in an embarrassing blush.
“I-I-it’s fine, really, I-I’m fine!” He stutters and looks anywhere but you.
“If you say so. Anyways, I have something really important to ask you. Can I come in?” You look up into his flustered eyes.
“Oh! S-sure, if you’d like, absolutely!” He nods rapidly and moves out of the way.
Once you two settle down on some beanbags in the corner of his room where he normally reads manga, you can finally get to the reason you’re here.
“Levi, I have a really important question to ask you. Do you think you’re ready to hear it?” You cross your legs.
“Uh, y-yeah, of course! Is there something on your mind?” He tries his best to sound normal but you can hear the obvious shake in his voice. Though that’s pretty normal for him when he’s around you. (The dork-)
“I’ve been thinking about something a lot lately. We’ve been hanging out a lot and I’ve grown pretty close to you,” you blush slightly admitting that out loud.
He blushes even brighter, “Ah! G-grown close to- I-I mean- mph!” He slaps a hand over his mouth and nods for you to continue.
“I love the time we spend together, and I just… I like you a lot too. Do you think you’d be okay with maybe making a pact with me?”
His brain fills with millions of error screens. You.. like him? You want to… make a pact with him? Him?! Is he hearing you correctly?! There’s absolutely no way…
“Wha-huh?! F-for a second there… I thought you just… said you wanted to make a…” he swallows in nervousness, “A p-pact with me.”
“I do. Levi, I want to make a pact with you.”
“Hah… ahahah… I... I must be dreaming, right? Cuz there’s no way… a wonderful human like you would choose a demon like me… right?” His voice cracks with every word.
“Levi…” you reach for his hand, “listen to me clearly. I. Want. To. Make. A. Pact. With. You.”
“A… pact… with… me.. wait… WAIT REALLY?!?” Realization finally comes to him like the thunderous clap of lightning as he somehow finds a way to fall out of his beanbag chair and almost knock over the shelf filled with manga.
“Wait, me? You mean me, right? Is this a prank?” His wide eyes are glued to yours. It’s kind of amusing how taken aback he is.
“Heheh, yes you, Levi. Why is it so hard to believe?” You ask him with a light smile.
“H-have you even seen me?! I’m an otaku who locks himself in his room and plays video games all day. What part of me seems pact worthy?!” He motions to literally everything in his room that potently screams ‘never felt a woman's touch’.
“Have you seen my room yet? I also have a computer set up like you, a shelf I keep my manga and video games, and don’t tell anyone but,” you lean closer and whisper in his ear, causing his already blushing face to turn pure red, “I even have some AOT and Sailor Moon posters in my room. If that isn’t enough for you, maybe my ungodly collection of anime pins will do it for you.”
He was so caught up in his frenzy he completely forgot about those things. He really wasn’t much different from you.
“I… forgot about that…” he pants, trying to catch his breath.
“Do you feel a little better now?” You brush your thumb over his knuckles.
“Y-yeah… phew… my heart is pounding so hard right now…” He tries to catch his breath, and after a few minutes, he’s finally a lot calmer.
“What do you think? Would you like to make a pact with me?” You ask again.
“P-pacts are a huge commitment… I’ll basically be giving myself up to you..” He thinks about that for a second and clears his throat, “You know what, I’m fine with that…”
“Wait, really? You mean it?” You smile enthusiastically.
“Mhm, the idea of… being so close to someone where we literally give each other parts of our beings… it… it sounds like something good to be true,” he blushes, “I’d… really think that. Like… a lot.”
“Then do you want to make it official by giving me your seal?” You offer.
“L-like right now?!” He gasps slightly.
“Would that be okay?” You say in a softer voice.
“Uh- w-well, um… y-yeah, it would but…” His hand shakes in yours as his eyes wander to your body.
“Is there any spot in particular you’d like to put it?” You uncross your legs and lean back to give him a better view. He trembled even more, mouth completely dry. You really want his seal, not anyone else’s, and you want it somewhere on your beautiful body?! If he was in an anime his nose would be bleeding like a fucking volcano right now. He squeaks and jumps as you pull up your shirt a tiny bit to show your stomach.
“A-a-anywhere is f-f-fine!!” He yells as he covers his eyes.
“Come on, you won’t be able to place your seal if you can see,” he laughed softly.
“Y-you’re… right… uh…” his eyes look over your body again and lock onto your thighs. He’d ever admit this out loud but he really had a thing for thighs.
“Want it here?” You point to your upper thigh.
“I-I can?! I-I uh- d-damn it… I… I want to… but are you sure?” He gives you a worried look. He doesn’t want to screw up this once in a lifetime chance anymore than he already has.
“Mhm. Go ahead, I’m ready when you are, Levi,” you wait patiently for what he’ll do.
He nods to you and swallows dryly. He was really doing this. This was really happening. His mind buzzed loudly with exclamations of excitement and worry as his face grew closer to your thigh. This was something of pure fantasy to him as he pushed his quivering lips against your plush thigh. He couldn't even think clearly, let alone hold back from rubbing his hand over your other thigh. He knew he would wake up any second now, might as well enjoy it while it lasts. The spot he kissed illuminated with shades of turquoise and violet as his sigil of envy appeared. You started in awe as cute, little bubbles floated out from his magic.
“S-sorry, I-I-I’m a bit nervous…” He mumbled against your skin as he finished off the mark. As he sat up he couldn’t take his eyes off of it. It was his seal. He traces his thumb over it just to see if it was permanent.
“It’s… it’s real. T-thank you for this opportunity. I’m so, so grateful. I finally… won’t have to be alone anymore,” his face glistened with tears.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Asmodeus - (lvl of difficulty: 5/10 | placement: heart, thigh, or lower stomach)
✧ Asmo is a bit more… well, special.
✧ to him, pacts aren’t just a way of exchanging a deal of power between a human and demon, it’s literally equivalent to marriage.
✧ that’s why he’s been waiting so long to make one.
✧ no matter how many humans, demons, or even angels he’s been with, even if they seem like pure perfection, he still holds out hope his “soulmate” would one day waltz into his life and sweep him off his feet for once.
✧ it’s honestly beginning to bug him a bit
✧ that was until his eyes landed on you the first day you arrived in Devildom.
✧ he’s only heard stories of the power of love at first sight, but he’s never actually experienced it first hand
✧ and to say he was entranced would be an understatement.
✧ you became the target of his affection, no matter how crowded the area was or not.
✧ it could be sweet remarks about your outfit, soft touches on your shoulders or hips, maybe even a flirtatious comment here and there
✧ he’s never been this lovestruck by anyone before.
✧ and your reactions just strengthen his attraction.
✧ every blush, stutter, shiver, gasp, and whine sends deeper and deeper in love with you.
✧ so the day the idea of pacts comes back up, he knows the time, the moment he’s been longing for, is finally here.
✧ compared to the ones before, he’s a tad bit more demanding with his pact, maybe even border line possessive.
✧ he wants you all to himself, is that too much to ask?
✧ it won’t be one sided, he promises~
✧ his ideal spots to put his seal are your lovely thighs he loves to tease, your lower stomach he wishes to explore in due time, and your heart because you’ve already stolen his, why can’t he claim yours for himself, too?
✧ every time you pass by wearing something that shows off his beautiful pink seal, he can’t resist the urge to pull you into the nearest room and show you just how deep his love goes~
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♥ “Asmo? Could I come in please?” You knock softly on his door and wait for a response. What you're greeted with is, strangely, pure silence. You knock again a bit harder when suddenly you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
“You called?~” A teasing voice tickles the back of your neck.
“Ahhh!!” You jump and turn around to see Asmo’s sweet smile, “damn… you scared the life out of me.”
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it,” he chuckles and pulls you closer to kiss your cheek, “Did you need me for something, my dear?”
“Could we go in your room for a second, there’s something important I wanna talk about,” you place your hands on his shoulders and look up at him.
“Sure,” he leads you into his beautifully detailed room and sits down on a chair that is hung from the ceiling by lush faux vines with vivid purple flowers and places you right on his lap.
“Is this comfortable for you?~” He wraps his arms around you once more.
“Mhm, very comfy. And your room always smells so good,” you bask in the lovely scent.
“Why thank you~ It’s a mix of the floral candles I like to leave around my room and my signature perfume,” he chuckles softly and points a few of them out.
“Are you sure that’s safe? You have a lot of flammable things in here,” you ask as you feel his hands trail up and down your waist.
“I always make sure to snuff them out if I leave them unattended, no need to worry. This might just be me, but I feel like you’re stalling about something,” he shifts you around on his lap so he can look into your eyes.
“Well, there is something I wanna talk about,” even though you’re super nervous, you do your best to keep eye contact.
“Then what’s on your mind? I’m always right here if you need something,” he tilts his head slightly.
“Well, uh… I’ve been thinking about something a lot recently and I think I should go ahead and tell you instead of keeping it to myself,” you take a deep breath, “do you like we could make a pact together?”
He gasps and you flinch. Could this have been too sudden? He always tells you each and every day how much he loves you and how happy he is to have met you, but you knew pacts were a bit of a tender subject for demons. You remember hearing about it from the others about how much of a combined burden and privilege it is for a demon. After doing research of your own you know that they're not totally wrong, yet you can’t help but find yourself longing for something like that.
“You want to make a pact?” He repeats, just to clarify what you said. You nod and brace yourself for his answer but you watch as his eyes fill with enough sparkles to create another galaxy.
His mouth stretches into a smile, “I’ve always wanted to find the right person to finally settle down with, but I thought it would just be a fantasy. Yet here you are, the most gorgeous and kind being I’ve ever met, sitting right here on my lap and asking me to make a pact with you. What do you think my answer will be?”
“Hopefully... a yes?” You smile nervously back at him.
“Nothing less than a perfect yes for my perfect human~” he kisses your forehead and hugs you close to his chest.
You giggle in relief and wrap your arms around his neck, “I’m so happy, I was worried you might say no.”
“And why would I say no, hm? Tell me your worries so I can shoo them away,” he runs his hands up and down your back.
“I was worried I asked too soon into our relationship,” you admit.
“Hehehe, of course not. You could have asked me the first day I met you and I’d say yes. I’ve always known you would be the first and only person I make a pact with, I just wanted to wait till you were ready. And now that you are…” You shiver as his hands creep up into your shirt, “Where should I place my seal…”
“H-hey, be careful where you’re touching,” you try to scold him but the blush on your face tells a whole different story.
“Don’t worry, I know my limits by now~” he giggles as he pulls his hands back and studies your body.
“I think it should go…” he traces a circle over your heart, “right here, where it belongs.”
“Aww, my heart? Is it because you want it all to yourself?” You chuckle.
“Maybe~ now, let’s take this off for just a few seconds~”
“Hey, wait!” There’s no way you could stop him in time before he swiftly pulls off your shirt and returns to drifting his hands up and down your now exposed waist. The touch has you shivering in both sensitivity and excitement.
“Are you ready for it? I’ll be gentle,” He gives you a playful wink before leaning to your chest. His breath feels so hot against your skin, you don’t know if it’s the thrill of the close proximity or him using some underhanded tricks with his powers but your mind is beginning to wander.
“Mhm…” you hum your consent and shiver as his soft lips lay a kiss right above your heart. You can feel your pulse spike as sparkling colors of rose and bubblegum pink swirl around the spot. Thousands of glittering particles twinkle as a magic sigil presents itself on your skin. It glows a few times before the cloud of glitter finally dissipates and what’s left behind is a prominent seal of lust.
“There, now it’s official. You’re all mine, forever and always. We’re going to have so much fun together, I just know it,” he whispers lowly in your ear and squeezes your waist, “you’re all I could ever want~”
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Belphegor - (lvl of difficulty: 5/10 | placement: thigh or shoulder)
✧ now Belphie’s a lot more laid back when it comes to pacts
✧ yeah, he knows how meaningful they are and all the abilities it grants to the receiving end and blah blah blah
✧ he’s heard way too many speeches from Lucifer to really care
✧ if anything, they sound more like a burden
✧ he’s perfectly fine just laying in bed all day and occasionally getting up to grab a snack
✧ even when you’re in the picture, the thought of pacts never really crosses his mind
✧ you have to be the one to ask, but be careful to catch him at the right time
✧ if you wake him up to tell him about making a pact he will growl at you and go right back to sleep
✧ the best time to ask if when he’s either getting a snack or just spending some quality time with you.
✧ he will be pretty confused why it would matter
✧ aren’t you two close enough? Why do you need his seal to prove it?
✧ but it doesn’t take long to convince him
✧ he may not show it as outwardly as his brothers, but he does really, really love you
✧ that’s why you’re his favorite place to take a nap, after all.
✧ he doesn’t care much about where to put his seal, any place you want is fine with him, but if you beg him to pick it himself, he would eventually settle on your thighs or shoulder since he spends so much time laying against them when he decides to take a nap.
✧ when he’s snoozing he he sees the seal, his seal, on your skin, he’s sleepily nuzzles against it and quickly fall asleep.
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♥ You’ve been looking everywhere for Belphie to no avail. He’s not in his shared room, any of his brother’s rooms, the common room, planetarium, dining room, music room, study, or even kitchen. You’re starting to wonder if he snuck off because of everyone being loud and fell asleep in the forest. Before you get on your hiking boots you decide to check one more spot. You make your way up the large spiral stairs, crossing your fingers you have some luck on your side. As you enter the attic and feel a sense of relief wash over you as you spot is sleeping form curled up on the bed. You carefully tip toe over to him so as to not wake him up and watch as his chest lifts up and down. The urge to lean down and give him a faint kiss on the cheek is too strong to resist before heading right back down the stairs. If you were going to ask him the question you had been dwelling over for weeks, it had to be the perfect time, and waking him up just to drop a heavy question on him with a quick way to get nowhere quickly. Waiting a little bit longer was a much better idea. Letting out a heavy breath, you plop yourself down on one of the velvety cushions of the piano and decide to practice your skills for a while until you're sleeping beauty wakes up. It was barely 30 minutes later when you heard someone open the large doors of the music room.
“Mmmph… pretty…” Belphegor mumbles as he walks over to you, rubbing his eyes.
“You’re awake… how did you sleep?” You keep playing piano and give him a smile.
“Good,” he yawns.
“That’s good to hear,” you finish off the song and close the piano, “do you have a few minutes to talk about something?”
“Hm? I guess so. What’s up?” He tilts his head.
“Well, uh… could we actually go somewhere a little more private?” You ask with a nervous chuckle.
“Mhm… sure,” he nods.
You both walk hand in hand back up to the attic and sit next to each other.
“There’s something really important I’ve been thinking about lately. I’m not quite sure how you’ll react to it, so I’m a bit nervous,” you take a deep breath to steady your nerves, “here goes nothing. Belphie… can we make a pact together?”
“A… pact?” He tilts his head once more.
“Yeah,” you nod and swallow nervously awaiting his answer.
“Hmm… pacts are kinda tedious. I’d be giving you control over me. But, I trust you not to boss me around… so sure,” He consents as he rests his head on your shoulder.
“Wait… really? You mean it?” You gently grab his hand.
“Mhm. I like you a lot, anyways,” he nods.
“Aw, Belphie… I’m so happy,” you giggle as you try to hold back your tears of happiness. He notices them forming at the corners of your eyes and reaches over to wipe them away.
“Do you want my seal now?” He asks.
“Mhm, yes please. Where should it go?” Your bright smile brings a light blush to his cheeks. His eyes trance over your exposed skin for the easiest place he can put it and soon choose a spot right on your shoulder.
He points at it and looks at you, “this spot okay?”
“Yeah, I like it. I can show it off proudly that way,” you giggle.
“Don’t say that…” his blush grows deeper as he hides it behind your shoulder.
“Does it make you shy?” You smirk at his flustered behavior.
“A bit…” he murmurs. You laugh it off and ruffle his hair. After a few seconds he lifts his head back up and makes eye contact with you, silently waiting for permission.
“I’m ready, Belphie,” you gently stroke his horns. He hums in satisfaction and presses a kiss to your shoulder. The spot shines for a few seconds as a sigil appears. After glowing with mute colors of blue and purple it settles down into your skin as an intricate tattoo.
“I like it…” his eyes twinkle with happiness.
“I like it too. I’m so glad I get to be so close with you,” you continue to pet his horns.
“Me too. Can I take another nap? With you this time. Now that you have my seal, I’m not letting go of you,” he wraps his around around your body and nuzzles his warm cheek against your newly formed seal.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Mammon - (lvl of difficulty: 6/10 | placement: neck or cheek)
✧ now this guy is a little trickster.
✧ whenever someone wants something from him you cannot convince me he won’t find a way to twist it into being compensated somehow.
✧ someone includes you.
✧ but he’s not a total scumbag, trust me.
✧ he may not like to admit it but he’s totally weak for you.
✧ you just have to find a way to open him up.
✧ but once you do you’ll see how giddy he is about the whole thing.
✧ yeah, pacts are a lot of responsibility, but the idea of having a permanent mark of him imprinted on your body makes him have the urge to flaunt you like a trophy.
✧ he’d agree just for that privilege alone
✧ his ideal spots are basically anywhere that’s hard to hide
✧ if he sees you trying to hide his (HIS) seal, he will take it as an insult and get all whiny about it.
✧ places like your cheek or neck sound perfect to him
✧ there’s no way his brothers will try to steal you away from him now that you’ve got his mark! (Take that!)
✧ also, you could be minding your own business and this guy will just walk by you while saying something like, “Your seal looks great, who’s it from?~” or “ It’s almost as hot as it’s owner~”
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♥ “Hey Mammon,” you softly tug on his sleeve to get his attention,” I need to tell ya something.”
“Hm? Need a favor from the mighty Mammon, now do ya?” He flaunts an extroverted smirk which almost sparkles in confidence.
“Well, no and yes, just follow me,” you motion for him to follow you into the nearby guest room. If only you knew to think before you speak as his devious smirk grows even wider.
“Oh ho ho~ I think I like where this is going~” he chuckles and follows you inside.
“Perv,” you give him a sharp chop on the shoulder.
“Hey, ouch! What gives- I mean, that was nothin’,” he shrugs his shoulders and looks away.
“Anyways, now that we are alone, there’s something serious I wanna talk about,” you sit down on the bed and pat the side next to you. He takes the seat next to you and sprawls out.
“What’s up? Here to tell me I need to give back Lucifer’s card again? Heh, I’ll save you the trouble. That bastard stole it back from me,” he wipes away fake tears.
“That's… not quite what I had in mind actually,” you chuckle at his antics, “it’s something a little more important than that.”
“More important?! Then my credit card?! No way, nothing can be as important as- Uhh…” he shuts himself up as you flash him a death stare, “C-Continue~”
“It’s about you and me, actually,” you run your hands up and down your thighs nervously.
“Me and you?” He sits up at the mention of yours and his relationship, “Tell me.”
“I’ve been thinking about this for a while and, well, I think it’s about time I get it off my chest. Mammon, could we make a pact together?”
The room goes silent as he blinks in confusion. Did he hear that right? Did you just say the word pact?
“P-PACTS?! FOR REA- ahem, I mean, you really want that?” He tries to hide his excited expression.
“I do. I’d understand if you didn’t want to give up on some of your freedoms, I know it’s a big commitment. But if you’re ready, I'd like to take that step with you,” you give him a sickeningly sweet smile and hold his hand in yours.
“W-w-well uh, u-umm uh,” before he can continue to stutter and make a fool of himself, he delivers a sharp slap to himself across the face, “I guess I could, but it depends on the price.”
“Price?” A tinge of hurt shines in your eyes that he would have the gall to even mention money in this kind of situation.
“Mhm, gotta have a price to get my quality services, of course,” he nods to himself before finally turning around and freezing at the wounded look on your face. He can tell he totally messed up big time, “Iiiiiiii mean, wow, look at that, it’s totally free now! On the house, just for you, my gorgeous sweetheart~ what prices? I don’t remember a price at all. I could never charge a dime from you, baby~ So pretty, so sweet, so-“
SMACK!!
He whimpers as now both sides of his face were red and swollen, but murmurs his apology, “Yeah, I deserved that.”
“Ready to be serious this time or do you need another one to help you think straight?” You lift your hand up again.
“No no no no I’m thinkin’ perfectly fine now, promise!” He raises his hands up in defense.
“Good,” you rest your hands back down on your lap.
“So, about this pact, I think it sounds pretty sweet. Just don’t think you can get anything like free money from it. Sadly, my powers don’t work that way. I’ve tried,” he shrugs sadly, “Now, to find the best spot to claim as mine~”
He looks over your body for a few seconds before lifting up your jaw and tracing his thumb over the middle of your neck.
“This could be quite a pretty spot. Oh, but,” he smiles against your cheek, “this spot could work too~ whatcha thinkin’?”
You can’t help but blush at how touchy he was being but you kind find it in you to push him away, “Any of those are fine.”
“Then I think I choose… right on your lovely cheek. That way everyone can see just how much you belong to the mighty Mammon. Ready to seal the deal? Hehe, get it?~”
“Heheh, yeah, I’m ready,” he laugh.
“Alrighty then,” he smirks one more time before pressing a sloppy kiss to your right cheek. You could feel the spot glowing in a golden light like shining gold. Even he was entranced by the sight but he could just be happy he got an excuse to kiss you. As soon as his seal of greed etched into your soft skin, he quickly steals another kiss directly on your lips.
“There, now you’re all mine~” He chuckles.
“I don’t think a kiss on the lips was needed,” you sigh in amusement.
“You know me, I just had to take a little bit more than I’m given. I know you enjoyed it too with how hard your blushing~ ya know, since we’re alone, I think your lips need a little bit more attention. I think I can help with that~” he gives you a flirtatious smirk that tells you you’re in for a long day.
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Lucifer - (lvl of difficulty: 7/10 | placement: forehead or chest)
✧ you better plan ahead when asking Lucifer to make a pact
✧ he’s the avatar of pride not the avatar of charity
✧ he won’t even take the question seriously unless he’s known you for quite a while, and even then, it’s not guaranteed he’ll say yes
✧ to give up so much of his free will to a human no less
✧ but if your persistent enough without annoying him, he might just consider it
✧ just know there’s a very, very fine line you might accidentally cross, so prepare to step back if he gets actually upset
✧ though he’s usually not upset at you, it’s mostly the stress from his work and brothers
✧ he’ll apologize once he cools off, it’s pretty hard for him to stay mad at you for long
✧ he cares about you quite a lot and always wants to keep you safe and happy
✧ so if making a pact will really make you as happy as you say, he’ll give in.
✧ plus the idea of being the first and only demon you make a pact with kind of strokes his ego just a bit (not as much as Mammon though)
✧ rationally he believes a place that only he can see in private, a place that isn’t hard to cover, would be ideal
✧ it’s just he can’t push away the urge to put his seal front and center on either your neck or your forehead to show everyone you belong to him
✧ he knows it wouldn't be practical, but can you really blame him?
✧ having a stunning human like you looking like the epitome of beauty all the time makes him territorial, it annoys the crap out of him
✧ please let him mark you somewhere visible, he will cherish it every single day
✧ just prepare for a few more marks if he gets a little too caught up in the moment (he’ll apologize later with an embarrassed look on his face)
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♥ It's been about two months since you first asked Lucifer to make a pact with you. At first he immediately shot it down, saying something along the lines of “There’s no way I’d let a human get the opportunity to order me around like a dog” and walked out of the room. But after a lot of gifts, praise, and of course begging, his no turned into a not now. At least it’s progress? Any logical person would just give up by now, heck, even the other brothers were catching onto the situation. Mammon and Belphegor both suggested you drop the subject since if Lucifer was really the Lucifer they know, it would take a millennium of begging for him to give in. Even one millennium is way too long for a human like you. But not everyone was against it. At least you had Asmodeus as your cheerleader, saying a little change would be good for him. So each day you made it your goal to prove to him you were worthy of his seal, without being overly pushy, of course. Some days it was a rose with a notecard saying your name attached to it, other days it could be him walking into the dining room to find it totally spotless, and on special days you’d come to him in person and ask if he was ready. He wouldn’t admit this until much later but he found all your antics both amusing and irritating. Eventually it all came to a climax when he found you trying to replace the water in one of the flower pots in his office. His private office. It went a little something like this.
“MC?! What in hell's name do you think you’re doing in my office?!” Lucifer’s booming voice almost made you drop the vase of water you were holding.
“Ahh! Lucifer, I-I just wanted to-“ he quickly cut you off before you could explain.
“It doesn’t matter what your reasoning is, I didn’t give you permission to come in here. You’re supposed to do what we ask of you, not go around doing all of our chores like some sort of maid,” he growled with frustration. You accepted that there was no way you could talk yourself out of this situation and bowed before him.
“I’ll just leave you alone then. I’m sorry Lucifer,” you tried to exit the room but to your surprise his eyes snapped back towards you.
“Don't leave unless you are dismissed, damn it!” He exclaimed, snatching your wrist to stop you. In the commotion he forgot you were holding something fragile, which came tumbling to the ground and shattered in a dramatic crash along with your hopes in getting closer to Lucifer. Water and porcelain shards littered the ground haphazardly.
“Aghh! I-I, fuck, I’m so sorry, Lucifer, I’ll clean it up right away,” as you tried once again to leave the room, his large hand around your wrist yanked you back. His eyes turned from livid to shocked at his own actions. He let out a short grunt before letting you go get some cleaning supplies. Once you came back, you found that all the delicate sharps were gathered up and placed on the table to make your job a little easier but Lucifer was nowhere to be found. Next to the near pile of sharps was a small note, which read in large, fancy writing, ‘Not now.’ After that day, you decided to give him some time to himself to process his decision instead of trying to bend over backwards for him. Back in the present day, around a month after the vase incident, your heart almost jumped all the way out of your mouth as you read the cryptic message Lucifer sent you. All it read was ‘Come to my room. I’m ready.’ But that was more than enough to get you to sprint up the stairs and almost trample over a poor Leviathan trying to escape the wrath of an angry Satan. As you stood outside his room, you smoothed out your clothes and took a deep breath. This was the moment you were waiting for! As you stepped inside you were… pulled into a hug? By Lucifer?!
“I’ve been a total fool,” he sighed in disdain.
A fool?! Was this really the Lucifer you know or was this some sort of prank?
“Pardon me,” he stepped back and looked to the side in embarrassment, “Please, take a seat. There’s a lot I want to talk about.”
You both took a seat on his couch. He seemed to be fidgeting with his gloves quite a bit before finally breaking the silence.
“I want to start off by saying I'm sorry for the way I’ve been treating you lately. You may be our assistant but that doesn’t give me the right to yell at you and put my hands on you,” he stated shamefully, “I let my stress and sleep deprivation get the better of me. Nghh… I should have been stronger than that. Ahem, but that’s not the only reason I asked you to come here today. I’ve thought about your request for quite a while and I’ve come to the conclusion that,” he paused for a brief moment, a faint blush appearing on his cheeks, “That I’d be willing to accept it. But, only if you can meet my demands.” It took you a few seconds to process what he said before your eyes exploded into a flurry of sparkling stars, much to Lucifer’s surprise.
“D-do you mean it? I, I can’t believe it, this is ama-” you catch a glimpse at his serious expression and pipe down. Although, this could have been your imagination, but you could have sworn you heard a faint chuckle from him.
“Allow me to elaborate first. A pact between a human and demon is considered an exchange of loyalty and trust. After the seal is placed, the demon will be forever at your mercy to any commands you give them, which includes but is not limited to tasks, information, and even the use of powers. In exchange, the human will also forever be with that demon and have to give the demon something they want as payment. The payment could be anything, but for the sake of giving an example, it could be money, an object of desire, a promise, or information. My demands go as follows. I need you to not only swear your loyalty to me, guarantee that you won't try to force me to do anything I’m not comfortable with, and…” he takes your hand in his, “allow me the chance to make you the happiest being in all of devildom.”
“I… I accept. Yes, yes of course I’ll accept! Lucifer… Thank you. Thank you so much,” you tried to stay strong but the overwhelming amount of joy made your eyes well up with tears.
Lucifer noticed it and chuckled, “Humans can be so emotional. But, since it’s you, I’ll allow it.”
He leaned closer and wiped away your tears, staring back at you with a look you couldn't describe as anything less than ethereal, “I’ll give you the privilege to choose the location of my seal to make up for all the wasted time I spent hesitating.”
You smiled up at him, “I’ve thought about it for a while and I’d like you to put it on my forehead.”
His eyes widened slightly, “You’re… forehead? And why is that?”
“Because, I know how important this is to you, ever since the beginning. What better place to put a mark of pride than a place everyone can see,” you pushed some stray hairs out of the way to give him better access.
You watched in slow motion as the stoic demon in front of you melted into a puddle of his former demon self. He put a hand over his mouth to try to hide his flustered expression but it was no use. His whole entire face was red.
“I… I see… ahem, well, I would have to agree with you. That spot would be per-” he corrected himself, “acceptable.”
He took a shallow breath before gently pulling you closer by grabbing your chin. His eyes drifted from your eyes to your forehead to down to your lips before snapping back up to their designated location. His lips moved closer and closer until you could feel them just barely tracing over your skin, sending shockwaves of electricity through your body.
“Are you ready?” He smoothed his thumb over your cheek.
You tremble slightly before nodding, “M-mhm.”
“I need to hear you say it,” he urged, causing you to let out a small whimper.
“I... I’m.. ready,” you murmured, giving him the confirmation he needed to finally press his lips against your forehead. You couldn’t see it very well, but you felt a light tingly sensation from the spot he was kissing. After a few seconds that felt like hours, he pulled away.
“Mmm…” he stared in awe at the mark he engraved on your skin, “After this, we’ll only grow closer. I hope you’re ready… because I’m not quite done yet.”
𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Satan - (lvl of difficulty: 8/10 | placement: chest, neck, or back)
✧ out of all of the boys, as you might expect, he’s by far the most difficult one to make a pact with
✧ if you thought Lucifer was uncompromising, you haven’t seen nothing yet
✧ the moment you even say the word pact, he feels a fiery sense of annoyance take over him
✧ you’d dare try to get him to agree to letting you control him like some sort of puppet or servant?!
✧ if anyone’s a servant, it’s you!
✧ no human is worth his time, which especially includes you.
✧ after that, for the next few days, he will refuse to talk to you and send you on onslaught of death stares.
✧ everyone in the whole mansion feels like they're walking on eggshells even if they’re not in the same room as him
✧ give him some time to cool off, the time apart from you will slowly make him realize that he cares about you
✧ but this realization ain’t a pretty one
✧ he will constantly try to deny it, scoffing whenever someone mention his blush when you enter a room his in, knocking his brothers in the back of the head anytime they compliment you, suddenly leaving conversations with you when he feels his heart begin to beat too hard.
✧ he feels helpless, pathetic, and ashamed for falling for a human.
✧ he’s set on just ignoring these feelings for the foreseeable future, but…
✧ when he notices the way his brothers look at you with such endearment…
✧ a new flame of passion lights in him.
✧ there’s no way he’s going to them steal you away from him!
✧ he rushes back to you and suddenly he’s the one begging you to form a pack (not that you’re complaining)
✧ he won’t agree to placing his seal anywhere besides your chest, neck, or back.
✧ yeah, he wants to prove to his siblings that you’re his and his alone, but the idea of putting it somewhere only he can see is almost as tempting.
✧ just be wary of what you wear if he does decide to put it somewhere private because if it’s in view, brace yourself for the wrath of a very, very territorial demon.
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♥ You couldn’t stop the ache in your heart as you stood in front of Satan’s room. The handle called out to you, but just before you could reach for it, all the hurtful things he’s said to you flood your mind.
“You ignorant fucking waste of human flesh! To think you’d even dare to ask such a stupid question to me!! There’s no way in the entirety of hell I’ll make a pact with you!”
“Tch, still have the audacity to look me in the eyes after that stunt? Would rearranging your bone structure finally get your slow brain to understand?! The answer is NO!”
“Oh, cry as loud as you want. It’s not going to change the fact that your existence is pointless to any of us. We’d be perfectly fine without you.”
Your hand dropped to your side as tears pricked the corners of your eyes. Why did he have to say such hurtful things to you when all you wanted was to get closer to him? Were you really just a worthless human in his eyes? With a heavy heart you made your way down the stairs and retreated into your room. As you collapsed onto your bed, you couldn’t fight off the tears any longer. It just wasn’t fair. Out of all the demon brothers to have a crush on, why did it have to be him? You were so stupid to ask something like that so early, you should have known better. If only, if only, if only. If only you could get back at him somehow. Suddenly, you heard a faint noise from your door, like something was being slid under it. You stumbled out of bed and peeked at the small note laying on the floor. It read, ‘Having love problems? Try making them jealous, they just might reveal their true feelings~♡’
You’re pretty sure you can guess who sent this note. But, trying to make him jealous didn’t sound like that bad of an idea. The only thing is how could you be certain he even had feelings for you to begin with? There was nothing you could do but try. And try you did. The very next day you made sure to look your very best, attracting some of the demon boys’ attention.
“Wow~♡ You look wonderful today, MC. Who’s the lucky guy? Is it me?~” Asmo chuckled.
“You? Hah! No way, they're definitely dressing nice for me,” Mammon pointed to himself and smirked.
“They do look really pretty today,” Belphie rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
You glanced over at Satan who was standing in the corner of the room scowling to himself about something. Your plan seems to be going perfectly!
“MC, uh, wanna play video games in my room?” Levi stuttered, obviously flushed.
“No fair, I can’t let you have MC all to yourself. Want to go to my room instead? I’m a lot more fun than Levi, trust me~♡” Asmo winks flirtatiously.
“What’s going on-” Beel entered the room and froze in place, “MC, you look gorgeous…”
“Back off, I saw them first!” Mammon snapped, reaching for your hand. Before he could make contact, it was slapped away by none other than… Satan?! He gave everyone a death stare before snatching your arm and pulling you down the hall and into the library.
“S-Satan, what are you-”
“Just shut it!” He snapped at you, quickly followed by a surprising, “sorry…”
“Aghhh… I just couldn’t take the way they looked at you. All wide eyed and blushing and shit. I wanted to punch them all!!” He slammed his fist against the top of a bookcase, thankfully not breaking it.
“This is so stupid, they’re so stupid… I’m so stupid…” he put a hand over his face and leaned against the wall. You inched closer to get a better view of his face but jumped back as an accusing finger pointed right at your face.
“It’s your fault! Ever since you first came here you’ve been making me feel weird and I hate it! I’m supposed to be a strong and mighty demon, but every time I…” He grunts in frustration. Just as he’s about to slam his fist against the wall, he stops himself.
“Look at me, I’m acting like a fucking toddler. Ugh… alright, fine. I’ll tell you the truth. But don’t you dare tell the others or you’re dead. Ever since you asked me to make a pact I’ve been having annoying thoughts.” He rubs his forehead with a groan, “But after a while I realized. I… I like you. It gets on my nerves but I like you. It’s so annoying how you make me blush when you smile, how my heart beats fast when you walk by, how much my skin burns when I see my brothers compliment you. Grrr… I hate all of this, but I can’t deny how… happy you make me feel when I’m with you… I’m done running away. If I keep it up I’ll lose my chance and someone will steal you all for themselves. I’m not letting that happen, not ever. So I’ll make you mind before my brothers even get the opportunity to take you away from me. Heh, that will rub it in their faces,” he removes his hand from his face, showing the devious smirk underneath. You had no idea where he was taking this but you liked where it was going.
“Imagine the look of disappointment on their faces when they see my seal on you. Hahah, that will show them…” he moves closer to you and puts his hands on your sides.
“So what will it be? Still up for making a pact with me?” He tilts his head.
You blush as your words fall out of your mouth haphazardly, “Uh, Y-yeah, yes, Mhm, a pact sounds great.”
“Good, because I’m not taking no for an answer at this point. I’ve been leaving you waiting for way too long. Now, where should it go… right here on your neck,” a large shiver wracks through your body as his arms squeeze tighter around your waist to hold you still. His lips trail down to the side of your neck, “Yeah, that would be a nice place. Nice and obvious. Hold still~”
“W-wait, please be gentle!” You beg.
“Where’s the fun in that?” He chuckles to himself, but when he sees your nervous expression, he backs down a little, “Ugh, fine, I guess I got no choice,” he rolls his eyes as he presses a deep kiss to your neck. The spot starts to sting slightly, but not enough to truly hurt. Out of the counter of your eyes you spot a vibrant green light and black crackles of energy.
“Mmm, and there, look at that. You’re all mine~” you feel him smirk against your neck as his lips suddenly move to the other side, “but I’m not quite happy with just one mark. I think 5 more should be enough to make it obvious who you belong to~”
Reblog + Like + Comment if you wanna see more obey me posts (I have more ideas but I’d love to know what you guys think~ might make a new question in a few days for the next post)
I’ve missed you guys so much! I hope this is some good food to make up for starving for so long :(
((Also, I tried to make it gn as possible but if there’s stuff that isn’t plz tell me I’ll try to fix it to make it gn :3))
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strawberries
mammon hears you're missing something from the human world. so, he decides to fetch it for you.
content + warnings: just some cute (implied) x reader, can be read as platonic, normal mammon tsundere shenanigans, fluff
word count: 952
[longer oc version coming soon?]
mammon doesn't particularly think he's a nosy person. if you're having a conversation within earshot, then surely you're comfortable with someone nearby listening in. and when it comes to matters involving you-- well, surely your first man deserves to know more about you than anyone else, right?
while casually "passing by" (and definitely not stopping outside the door to the kitchen to listen in when he hears your voice get all soft and sentimental), mammon hears you talking to beel. you're talking about something you used to eat as a kid, laughing as you share how you used to make yourself sick on summer nights eating your fill. you paint a picture with your words of yourself several decades previous, with sweet red juice dripping down your chin, leafy tops discarded in the yard as you played long into the sunset. beel eventually has to ask you to stop-- he's actively eating his own meal, but your descriptions are so colorful that his stomach howls with want anyways.
mammon's lost in thought by the time he wanders off. what were these splendorous fruits you spoke so highly of? did they have a devildom equivalent? he didn't even catch its name...
part of him wants to grab these magical fruits and use them to turn a profit. since the exchange program had been initially proposed, a small but growing faction of demons had become obsessed with anything relating to the human realm. food, clothes, entertainment, etc-- all of it was heralded as exciting and mystifying. but the other part of him wants to see if you really liked them as much as you said. he wants to hear the stories directly from you, not overheard in the hallway, on how much you loved these little fruits.
a plan begins to form in his head. he'd be flying by the seat of his pants, but...
"they're a summer-y red human fruit. y'know, with the juice that gets all over ya?"
two teenage employees stare at mammon, trying to understand what the hell he's describing. he's speaking cryptically, like he doesn't even know what he's looking for.
"sir, can you be more specific?" the employee with flaming red hair asks.
"you said a summer fruit?" the other employee, an older blonde girl, asks. "like, maybe... watermelon chunks?"
"I don't know, maybe?" mammon's face is just as befuddled as before.
"here," the ginger proposes. "how about we go get some samples and have him taste everything? maybe he'll be able to figure it out then."
mammon is left standing alone as the young girls dart off towards another market stall, whispering and plotting as they scurry together. he feels like an idiot, truly. damn you. damn you and your pretty words, your smile, the way you make him feel so in love with you that he's willing to brave a human world market by himself on a busy sunday just to make you happy. his cheeks feel warm just thinking about it.
the girls return as quick at they left, a little basket of fruit donated by some nearby stalls to help the poor confused man nearby find fruit for his beloved (a bit dramatic of a marketing pitch-- but they're not exactly wrong). they eagerly beckon him to try all of what they brought. after all, helping someone is much more interesting than, say, doing the more boring tasks in their job description.
watermelon are nice, but the moment he see the actual size of the whole fruit, he knows he's got the wrong one. cherries are too tart. he can't imagine you gleefully popping them into mouth as a child without choking and dying on a pit (humans are so fragile). raspberries are close, but he isn't quite convinced...
then he sees them pull out a fruit with the leafy green top-- if only he'd remembered that earlier-- and he knows he's found what he needed.
"what are these called?" he asks.
"strawberries?"
there's a sense of awe in your voice as you look down at the little container. your favorite childhood snack is staring back at you, and they look just as wonderful as ever. mammon's face is red as he shrugs noncommittally.
"yeah, well, whatever. those lousy witches gave 'em to me while i was up in the human realm. i figured you'd know what to do with 'em."
he's lying. you could tell he would before he even opened his mouth, but you don't mind. the berries are vibrant and pretty under the kitchen lights.
"would you like to share them with me?"
"huh?"
his confusion only makes you laugh. you take your time washing them off, telling him the stories of how much you loved eating strawberries and running around your back yard at night. you have a feeling he knows these already. but he listens intently, arms crossed as he leans back against the counter and watches you, sprinkling in some commentary now and again about how human children are strange. there's a soft look on his face as he watches you work.
finally, you back to the counter and sprinkle a light dusting of sugar on the strawberry, then hold it up for him to try. his fingers brush against yours, but you make a noise and open your mouth-- you want him to do the same. he gets red again, eyes darting around for a good several moments, before hesitantly leaning in to take a bite.
a dribble of juice trails from the corner of his lips. you smile, chest warm, and thank him for caring so much about you. his sheepish smile only makes the strawberry taste that much sweeter as you take a bite yourself.
#the post-series writers block is kicking my ass already#this is not my best piece but. i like it enough anyways#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me swd#obey me nightbringer#obey me nb#otome#obey me mammon#obey me mammon x reader
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This is kind of..an au i guess? I hope the end isnt too... sudden? I just hope it makes sense since I'm not much of a writer, wanted to get this out of my chest and share it with yall
Obey me with a player who got isekaid inside the game?
You know hose manhwas where the mc reads/plays this game and then when they go to sleep they are isekaid inside of what they were reading/playing and they use the knowledge they have to survive in this world? What I'd this happened with out mc?
Like there are SO many ways this could go right?, for one you could completely ignore belphegors cries for help at the start of the game before you go up the stairs to meet him, survive the year without getting close to the brothers and just..go but go where exactly? This isn't your world right? Noone knows you here, you mom or dad aren't here non of your siblings (if you have any) or friends or even your cousins and grandparents, you are all alone
So you decide to go through how the original game goes because what is there to lose right? And somehow let's day you do it, ypu make the pacts, travel time lines, meet lillith, and gain their trust but what happens when the exchange program comes to end? Diavolo wants to send you home, to the human world, but this isn't your home.
So what if you try to explain to diavolo that you are from another universe? you have this uneasy feeling, as if something- or more like someone is watching you- As If warning you that what you are about to do is a bad idea
There's only one person demon who knows both the past present and the future, is it ��□□□□□□□□□□□? Or maybe □□□□□□□□? Are they the same person?
#Aaaannnnnddd that's it folks#I tried#this kind of au has been on my mind for some time now#but i aint really a writer so thats the best i could get out#if anyone with better writing skills wants to continue writing this i dont mind just hut me up so i can read it too👍#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me lucifer#obey me x reader#obey me mammon#obey me barbatos#obey me beelzebub#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#isekai#obey me isekai#obmswd#obmnb#obm nightbringer#obey me solomon#obey me simeon#obey me side characters#obey me luke#obey me leviathan#obey me belphegor#obey me diavolo#obey me thirteen#obey me raphael#obey me mephistopheles#312005
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If u read x reader fanfics, im pretty sure u saw the post where someone was complaining about how writers should just make y/n blank.
i agree with them when it comes to physical attributes (tall/short, pale/dark, etc), but what i will say is that it is kinda hard to leave the reader as blank as possible in terms of personality, especially when ur writing a fic: a piece of writing where the character has to interact with the reader.
Idk man, maybe im being big-headed or something, but the fact that they ended the post with 'it's not that hard' was kinda condescending and lowkey pissed me off ngl
#x reader#fanfic#vent#psa#i didnt check their profile cuz i blocked them#petty move i know but i go on tumblr to enjoy myself ok#but i have a feeling that they're not a writer#twst x reader#haikyuu x reader#obey me x reader#jjk x reader#mha x reader#aot x reader#twst fluff#haikyuu fluff#obey me fluff#genshin x reader#genshin fluff#jjk fluff#mha fluff#aot fluff#sorry if this ruined ur day lolol but i wanted to get it off my chest
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I'm a writer, ok? I love to write about fictional characters, I love to feed people, I love to make them happy.
I'm also a writer who can't enjoy her works. Like I just look at them after posting them and I goes "this is the most disgusting thing that ever existed on planet earth."
But I also need feeding. Like all the fic out there are smut... This is all this about?
I really need some dark fic, like please I just need crazy, obsessed, I'm gonna kill anyone who look at you characters x reader (probably with a bad ending). Is this to much to ask?
#writers on tumblr#bsd x reader#blue lock x reader#twst x reader#jjk x reader#hotd x reader#hotd imagine#hotd fanfic#aegon x reader#aegon ii targaryen x reader#aegon targaryen x reader#aemond targaryen x reader#aemond x reader#yandere x reader#yandere#obsession#gojo x reader#sukuna x reader#game of thrones x reader#daemon x reader#genshin impact x reader#hsr x reader#honkai star rail x reader#call of duty x reader#cod x reader#slashers x reader#manhwa x reader#obey me x reader#hp x reader#harry potter x reader
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Random (sad) headcanon:
So I just thought about *that* event where MC all-but-died because of a certain sloth. Then I thought about Lucifer (or any of the brothers really) being F!MC's boyfriend. (Yes, the female distinction is relevant and not in a good way. )
Imagine:
There he stands, confronted with the sickening sight of your blood covering the floor, clogging up his nose with the rancid, metallic smell. He's paralyzed, unable to move from his spot as he watches the life leave your body.
Except of course you survive the ordeal and live to become his SO.
But.....
unfortunately for him, periods are a thing.
So every time you get your period for the next year, he gets one whiff of blood and he finds himself reliving the entire experience because he remembers the specific smell of your blood.
Diavolo forbid you're half-undressed and horny as hell, but your uterus decides to shed while he's trying to go down on you. Next thing you know, he'll start crying (or pretending not to cry) because his strong sense of smell decided to fuck him over by making his PTSD flashbacks easily retrievable and more vivid than ever.
He'll calm down of course, because you're right there, but he'll stick to you like a computer magnet for the entire time you have your period.
He'll cuddle you constantly, showering you with I-love-you's and you-mean-so-much-to-me's, literally doing anything and everything for you. It will get to the point that you'll ask him for cake to satisfy your cravings, and you will be either heaped onto his back, or he will constantly hold your hand the entire time he makes the cake. (Unless you do the smart thing and remind him that he has six brothers who could do it for him)
In Lucifer's case in particular, I feel like he'd be so paranoid that he'd create a makeshift sling so he could securely carry you everywhere and still have his hands free to fight if necessary.
And that was how MC came to ask Solomon to teach her a spell that would make her blood odorless.
#obey me headcanons#obey me lucifer#obey me angst#obey me shall we date#fanfiction#writer drabble#obey me!#obey me#ptsd
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Man, I can't hold it in any longer. Every time this card pops up, I just have the strongest urge to LAY ON HIM.
His pose is literally so inviting. Like legs open, leaning back. I just want to lay in between his legs and nuzzle my face into his stomach while I hug him.
And I mean, man's got some handcuffs on, I can think of a few other things I could do while I'm there,,,,,,
Just imagine him laying like that often, casually and innocently, minding his own business. And then you just happen to come up, target insight.
Small Fic Below, Male Reader x Leviathan
Just some poorly written kissing and fluff, kind of suggestive
I would've made it spicier/spicy, but I don't think I'm good enough at writing to do that yet eheheh
And just … Oh how he sat there. So comfortable, in a position so inviting. In a way, looking so confident. Even his quick glare has you transfixed, rendering you with a want to do nothing more than to advance.
Stepping closer towards him, he shoots you another brief glance, too absorbed in his switch to properly acknowledge you. Encroaching further into his personal space, you finally plop down in front of him, startling the poor demon as he suddenly pauses his game. “Wha- MC! What are you-?” Before he could finish his question, you crawl a little closer, knees finding their way in the little spot between his legs. Your hands now on each side of him, trapping him in his place. “Ah- M-MC, I don’t know what normie tactic this is b-but- eh!?”
Putting the rest of your weight onto Levi, you nuzzle your face into his abdomen, too absorbed into the warmth of his body and just … how soft he is to care about his current state.
Which is panic. But, a good type of panic? Is it a good type of panic? Should he be happy about this?
He can’t help but feel his face get warmer, his heart beating out of his chest but … this is nice. Unsure about what to do next, or whether he should move, he stiffens further as he feels your arms snake their way around him. Finding purchase around his back, your hands pressed against him and, ah- are, are you tracing patterns on him?!
‘This is it Levi, this is the way you die, by the hands of a normie and in your own bedroom!’ Though, it is really nice. To have you to himself, your breath slow and steady, warm on his chest. The weight of your body, like one of the best blankets in the three realms. And the feeling of your fingers on his skin, which even through his shirt feels … heavenly. He’s calm now, breathing syncing up to yours, his muscles relaxing. And he can’t help but stare.
It was as if he was an angel all over again. Enamored by your presence alone, he finds his hand moving. Ever so slowly, cautious, not wanting to ruin this time with you. Shaking slightly, his fingertips finally reach your head, gently, as though you were the most fragile thing to exist. Lost in this moment, he let his hand wander along with his mind. Stroking your head softly, feeling your hair transition into skin as his fingers began to trace patterns of their own onto your neck. Traveling trails unknown to anyone but him, further onto your back.
That is until you move, picking your head up to rest your chin on him instead. Eyes locking with his. And your smile, small and gentle, pulling at his heartstrings and increasing his now growing anxiety.
‘You’ve done it now Levi, you idiot! Pathetic, stupid otaku, thinking you have a chance with him! Ah- he must think I’m a freak, I have to-’ “Ah- I’m sorry! I shouldn't have touched you! I-” “Levi, it’s okay.” You assure him, giving his waist a squeeze for comfort as a small chuckle escapes your lips. “Are you sure, I stopped paying attention. Ah- to my hand that is, you were just so comforting, a-and warm and … cozy. I-I …” Having pushed yourself off his chest, your face was now hovering only a few inches away from his, the smile on your face impossible to hide.
“M-MC.” “I liked it, Levi. You don’t have to apologize. I like feeling your touch, getting to lay on you, be with you. It’s nice.” His face was covered in a deep blush as his eyes found any other thing in the room to glance at. Meeting your gaze, right now, he might combust. “Levi?” ‘Oh shit.’ Your eyes locked again, the call of his name drawing him back to you. And he can feel it, his heart beating faster, his hands becoming clammier. “You enjoyed yourself didn’t you?” ‘Fuck.’ “Of course I did, th-though not in a weird way, or anything, just-” ‘You’re losing it Levi, control yourself for fucks sake!’
Closing his eyes he took a deep breath to ground himself before meeting your stare. Determination filling his eyes. “I liked touching you- ah I mean, holding you! I just, I don't want to make you uncomfortable…” Slipping a hand up to caress his face, skin warm against your fingertips, you give him another smile. Same as the last but serene, enough to put him at ease. “You’re not going to make me uncomfortable, though I appreciate it. For a demon you have a soft heart…”
You slowly inch closer to him, at least he thinks you do. His chest is getting tighter, however, he’s just as calm again as he was earlier. Eyes flickering from yours to your lips and back once more, the doubt in his mind leaving as quick as it entered. Your lips were soft, softer than he could have imagined. Eyes closed, softly caressing each other's faces, he felt as though he could stay there forever. You and him, sharing this moment throughout time and space, nothing getting in the way, nothing stopping you two from being together. He’d like that, and so would you, but good things must always end. Of course only to begin again, as he chases your lips, stealing as much as he can while you pull away.
And even as you stare into each other’s eyes, breathing regulating and the moment fleeting, he can’t help but feel as though it’s still just the two of you in existence. “MC?” “Mhm?” “Could we … Will you stay here? With me?” You take in the sight before you. Levi, with blown out eyes and cheeks as red as a sunburn. A longing look on his face hopeful for your answer. For something more. Confidence seemingly radiating out from him, compared to his usual self, he appears bold. Still cautious, but bold. It’s a nice look on him.
“Of course I’ll stay.” You lean down and give him another kiss, savoring the way his lips mold to yours, moving in time together like a dance. Pulling away again you hear a huff of slight annoyance coming from the demon below. You can’t help but smirk. “We can continue if you want. I mean with the cuddling, unless you want to-ah!” And with one fell swoop he rolled the two of you over, an embarrassed expression on his face. Slight worry and longing knitted into his eyebrows as he scanned your features. He wanted to make sure he was right, that you wanted him too. “I want to continue, more than cuddling …”
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Solomon x Fem! Parent! Reader || It's Okay, I'm Right Here
Word Count: 3,081
Rating: Sfw, Mature matters
Includes: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff
Thank you for commissioning me! @eternallyanxiousandstressed I hope everything is to your liking and again I hope that the things going on right now that may be painful heal and get better but I wish you nothing but love and luck momma!
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It's that day and to say the least you were hurting.
You knew it was happening, knew the time was coming but that didn't mean you ever enjoyed it..
You carefully watched as Solomon played with him, a chest of toys that the white haired man had even gotten for himself sat wide open as your son ran back and forth just to show off his favorite toys and things. You can see the look on his face, the smile you son gives him as he grins up at Solomon with that smile you've always loved.
Your heart is literally aching, feeling as though it's being torn apart.
Solomon was always so good with him. Ever since you both introduced the two your son had seemed interested in the man even if he was a little shy at first. You remembered the way Solomon smiled warmly at the boy who slightly hid his face and then with that flair that he always seemed to have… Solomon kneeled down on one knee to the child and with a short little chant and a sway of his fingers glitter and colorful swirls seem to form from his fingers before poof! A toy sat in his palm, one that he didn't exactly know the boy would enjoy but really hoped so.
Though Solomon isn't necessarily one who cares for the way people looked at him this was completely different. This was you and your son and after being with you for as long as he has now it only made the most since that he wanted to get along with the boy.
It seemed to have worked out quite well. You knew from the moment that Solomon had looked into your eyes that he was a good one, loving and understanding and when your son happily took the toy after a moment just to make sure it was actually alright to take. There's a moment where he looks up at Solomon, bright eyes twinkling at the sight of the gift and Solomon nods with a hum.
“It's alright, you can definitely have this.” Solomon reassured the boy, something else you had noticed the white haired male was quite good with over the timespan of your relationship.
You remembered looking at Solomon after, lifting a brow as if asking how he knew the young boy would like such a gift only to feel your cheeks warm up just a bit when he seemed to smile back knowingly.
Back then Solomon had given a little carefree shrug, a light chuckle coming from him thanks to that adorable look on your face that he always loved to see.
“He's a kid. There's not much else they usually enjoy aside from toys and candy last time I checked.”
He says with that smartass voice of his that you always seemed to love hearing and you huffed out a little laugh.
You smile carefully, looking at the scene just a few feet before you with so much love and affection whilst leaning against the doorframe. You loved catching them in these moments, seeing that carefree smile on your baby's face while he spent such important moments with Solomon who was basically the man that happily stepped up to help you raise the boy. You had caught them a few times in some rather cute moments; catching Solomon feeding the boy, guiding and teaching and correcting the boy whenever it seemed needed …like an actual father was supposed to…
Oh course you never wanted to stop your son from seeing his actual father but every time you looked at you child… his smiling little face that seemed to shined brighter than every other star in the sky, you couldn't help the clenching you felt in your heart. It wasn't that you necessarily hated or felt anything angry over your last partner and you knew that realistically your son should be allowed to see his father no matter what you and the man had gone through but as you watched these moments you couldn't help but simply wish it had been Solomon to actually be the boy's father. Though, you did love seeing that the white haired man treated your son like one anyway even without you having to ask or say anything.
Your baby deserved a father and you and Solomon had talked about it so many times, mainly because you couldn't help but feel scared… and just like the caring and adoring man he was, Solomon carefully reached his hands out to wrap around you and hold you close. Telling you that it'd be okay because whether the boy was his or not… he'd happily help take care and raise him. And that's exactly what Solomon has done since the two of you… three of you met.
The air of peace and tranquility pauses.
There's a knock at the door…
One that you all seem to notice at the very same time.
You're the closest to it and as the two look over at you, you let out a soft sigh before turning and going to the door. Solomon frowns a little, he simply can't help it because while he knows you had to do this didn't mean he had to be happy about it… He looks at your son before smiling softly and the boy seems to return the little look before Solomon gets to his feet.
“Stay right there okay?” Solomon says to the boy who shyly now seems to nod.
He follows you, your child hanging back for now, peeking around at the scene as you take your hand and unlock the knob before twisting it and just as expected he stood there… your past husband, the man you nor Solomon wanted to see but as you try to resist frowning Solomon takes his place at your side, reaching over to rub your shoulder in a way that seems to actually convince you to open the door.
You pull it open and there he stood, looking at you first as a little smile almost dares to taint his lips before falling completely at the sight of Solomon and your son who crept forward until he could grip at Solomon’s pants leg as if the sight of the boy clinging to the man was like pouring salt into an already infected wound.
There's a moment of silence and you can feel the weight of the air around you getting heavier. You were sure he was simply displeased at the sight of you raising your child with another man but Solomon stares him down, as if he's daring the other man to do something about it.
You managed to speak first, greeting the man who seems to huff in return before crossing his arms over his chest.
“I've come to pick up my son.” He says and it sends a spark of blistering rage through you because after everything the two of you have been through you thought he knew by now that if you could your son would be exactly just that, your son. You don't like that tone he uses either, the one he seemed to pull out as if he was better than you and had something to hold over your head and Solomon can practically taste the way it makes you feel.
He doesn't get angry often he'll admit but something about this ex-husband of yours could really pull Solomon into doing so. Especially when he can see that look on your face, the saddened expression that he dreaded seeing on your precious face. It's not just that either, as his eyes turn from you down to your son he can only feel more annoyed, upset at the fact that this man of all people has come just to ruin all of your day.
“Our son.” Solomon suddenly hums and the tension in the air suddenly seems to grow a lot heavier as if the air around you all had turned poisonous.
“You've come to pick up our son.” He says again and there's a moment where both you and your child perk up just from hearing Solomon say such a thing. It's not like he didn't say it often, with permission many months ago Solomon had spent hours holding you, kissing you until you cried and clung to him and felt comfortable with him being this close in your family and home and now as you savor the feeling of his hand gently squeezing your shoulder, you've never been more grateful. It calms you even while your ex seems to sneer at the man who calmly grins, smug in his stance. He knows he shouldn't pick a fight, you've told him not to before but oh does Solomon love seeing that stupid, angry look that washes over your ex's face.
If it weren't for the fact that Solomon was a sorcerer, a lesson that your ex husband was still stubbornly learning he probably would have never spent any time dealing with this man to begin with. Even resisting simply slamming the door in his face right now was rather difficult for Solomon…
You pat Solomon and without argument, without further distraction, he looks over and down at you and his smug grin falls quickly as he sees the look in your eyes, that saddened expression… it manages to shut him up for a moment all the while calming him even before Solomon allowed his own irritation over your ex to bring out the worst in himself.
“Ah, anyway..” Solomon says softly as he looks into your eyes with his own before slowly looking back at your ex who seemed even more annoyed at the sight than the blatant disrespect he was receiving. “I'll allow it, at least until I figure out just what to do with you exactly.” He finishes and there's meanings hidden behind those words, a threat spoken like the millions of spells Solomon's spoken before. All of the sudden the room feels colder, so much so that your ex seems to shiver even though he's not even standing in the house… the only one to shiver, matter of fact, considering Solomon only had the intent to affect him personally. Something else he's been working on for a while now.
“And..what's that supposed to mean?” Your ex asks now, his tone softer than he'd like it to be and Solomon smiles innocently.
“Oh nothing, just that I'm trusting you to be responsible so I don't have to correct you too harshly later on.” he hums and then silence falls over all of you, a few seconds passing just to let the words cook and simmer and then you let out a little laugh as if to lighten the overwhelming mood looking over to your son who moves closer to you, now hugging you leg as you gently run your hand through his hair. There's a soft smile that forms on his lips as he slowly looks up to you.
“He's just kidding, surely you're happy to spend time with your father right baby?” You ask softly, petting that head that you loved so much and while you do so the two men seem to glare harshly at each other, fists slowly balling up on each of them. You son looks over to his father who seems to huff lightly through his nose and Solomon follows the action in a much similar way before nodding carefully. Of course the boy always wanted to see his father. He just secretly wished… he could do so without these moments, without having to leave. Why couldn't the four of you just be together?
Sometimes he still didn't fully understand it all.
“Right, I'm only kidding.” Solomon repeats, giving another smile now as he keeps his eyes on the man before him to show that he actually wasn't ‘just kidding’, that the only reason he didn't strike him where he stood was because Solomon knew just how these things made you feel.
Silence falls over the four of you before you sigh and you say goodbye to your son, smiling at him and taking the time to kneel down and give him the biggest of hugs you could ever offer before he slowly pulls away even though it hurts both of you so much. He had to be a strong boy though, the brave and smart boy that you always found him to be. He seems to take a few steps forward to his father. The man looks at the boy before sighing, reaching out to offer his hand and your son slowly takes it, stepping out the door now.
It's a bittersweet moment, one that leaves an oily taste in your mouth as you look at your child one more time, waving bye as they go to leave but not without your baby returning the action, quickly waving his little hand like his life might have depended on it.
“Bye mommy! I'll see you and dada later, I love you!” He says like how he'd do if you were dropping him off at school or something, moments that always managed to feel like slow motion once they actually happened. Your son's words ring in your ears as you and Solomon wave goodbye though not without you yelling out to your ex to call or text if anything ever managed to happen in your absence. Begrudgingly he seems to accept your words, sighing again and you and Solomon watch at the door as the father of your child helps the young boy in before giving a wave to the both of you before pulling open the drivers door and climbing in.
The sound of the doors closing, the sound of the engine starting and gears revving makes you hurt even more and just like that, they pull off carefully before driving off.
You don't even realize the wetness in your eyes until Solomon carefully reaches out to you. As he gently cups your cheek you look at him and as your eyes connect with his own all you can see if his care for you, his undying love for you that you worried one day might disappear even though Solomon continuously corrected you each time because he was going nowhere without you being by his side. The two of you have already gone through so much and continue to do so but Solomon was happy being there with you to go through it together. The look in his eyes are genuine, focused and bright as if you were the only thing that existed in his field of sight, as if nothing else for now mattered.
Before you can stop yourself you sniffle before quickly turning into him.
You wrap your arms around his torso before pressing your face into his chest, the tears falling just being able to be close to him in a moment like this and of course Solomon returns your gesture by slowly closing the door with one hand while the other moves around you to hold you back. You arm wraps around your shoulders, his hand carefully moving and petting your hair before he moves his other arm to wrap gently around your waist. He pulls you closer as you seem to let it out. It's not like you got like this everytime, not always but you did get sad one way or another and as much as it hurts, like tearing your heart into pieces, Solomon is here… holding you, caressing you while your tears seem to wet his shirt.
“I know you always hate these days but I promise you my love that it's okay…” he hums softly, his voice like a light in the darkness that leads you to a bit of clarity.
“He'll be fine, he'll be okay.. I can promise you that.” He breathes, taking the time to lower his head and press his nose into your hair, taking a deep breath and savoring your scent that he simply loved so much. “I gave him a talisman. If anything unexpected happens we'll know. I promise.. please don't stress yourself out, it's not good for your skin.” He says with a light chuckle and it does calm you down, his words and the way he's holding you as if he worried that letting go might just break you. Even with his teasing tone you know he's serious, that his words are genuine and even though your heart was aching you felt… so, so much better knowing that Solomon had even taken the time to give your son a seal of protection just in case somehow, someway, something managed to cause any malicious harm to your baby.
Which wouldn't because Solomon had promised to always help you keep him safe.
You can't help but cry harder, so grateful to have him here with you, holding you close while telling you that you were okay.. that your son was okay with him around. He's so caring, so loving, patient… gentle, always holding you as if you were the most prized jewel in his world.
“Thank… you..” you say with a shaky tone, clinging to him because you know he doesn't mind not one bit.
He moves his hands to slowly trail up you body, over you curves and dips leaving shivers running over your skin up until he reaches your cheeks and with so much care, he holds you. He kisses the top of your head, then you cheek, then back up to your forehead until he's left peppering to sweetest kisses against your skin and like a cat getting scratched behind your ears you seem to fall completely in his hold.
“There's no need to thank me my love and you know that, you know I adore you and that boy more than I've ever adored anything else. You know I'll always be here, yes?” Solomon says softly, his eyes gentle as his voice fills your ears and you hold his arms, nuzzling his chest.
“Yes..Yes of course I know that my dear, I-I just love you so much… I'm so grateful you're here..” you breathe, calmed down as you press against him like he's a life support and he holds you like he feared you pulling away.
“I’ll never let go of you…either one of you for I love you both just as much.” He hums as he continues to hold you, taking in your scent, kissing you…loving you like you always craved to be loved.
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