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essencering · 10 months

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↳ summary: just the little ways the brothers scent you so when other's are around you that you are under THEIR protection, and you just think nothing of it because hey they are your boys!

↳ Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Mammon (Obey Me!), Leviathan (Obey Me!), Lucifer (Obey Me!), Satan (Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Obey Me!), Beezelbub (Obey Me!), Belphegor (Obey Me!). SFW, Scenting, Headcanons.

writer's blurp: hc that the boys have a subtle way of making other demons stay away from you whenever they're not around via scenting.

↳ Lucifer

out of his brothers, Lucifer is the most subtle in how he goes about placing his scent on you.

Lucifer's scent on you is always light, but it clings to your clothes when he stops you. something being out of place is what he tells you.

it doesn't happen often, so when Lucifer stops you to adjust your collar, and when he is sure that your jacket is sitting squarely on your shoulders.

sometimes it takes a moment, but once he is pleased that everything is perfect he sends you away with a gentle pat.

he's scent is also subtly weaved its way into his brother's natural scents-- it soothes Lucifer.

his scent is the easiest to pick up by other lower-level demons. even with his brother's scents clinging to you. a silent, but clear warning to not touch you.

↳ Mammon

Mammon's scent seems to be a part of your person at this point. others call him bold with how he scents you, but the two of you are just together often enough for this to happen.

Mammon hardly has to scent you in front of someone or find an excuse to do so. he's in your space so often that his scent is just a permanent residence.

having his scent on you is comforting to Mammon. when he throws his arm over your shoulder or pulls you in for a hug to find how nicely his scent mingles with yours and makes his brain happy.

his scent is like a body spray that clings to your clothes. it's enough to steer anyone wanting to cause a problem.

↳ Leviathan

Leviathan isn't one to consider himself bold enough to just outrightly scent you, but it's an action that helps to soothe his nerves if he's not having a good day.

so whenever he either notices that he's doing this or his brothers point it out Leviathan becomes a cute little mess over it. because he's not trying to claim your person as his own, it just happens!!! he swears!!!

his envy will only play a part in scenting when his own scent is too faint or if someone dared to try and rub their scent over his own. others often forget how powerful he is, and if his scent isn't enough of a reminder then the one who was so bold needs a reminder.

his scent is like holding hands, soothing in its own way and a reminder that you are someone he sees as important in his life.

↳ Satan

tries to be the most sneaky about scenting you, almost like Lucifer, but in his own special way that wouldn't raise any eyebrows or questions if you truly asked what he was doing.

Satan is always careful about scenting you, but sometimes he slips up and just simply allows himself to truly scent you properly rather than being sneaky.

an action that always makes you smile, and sometimes giggle which makes Satan simply lean more into scenting you. losing himself momentarily at the sound and sight of your joy.

he can get snippy whenever anyone points it out, especially Lucifer, but he will often deny it despite how he will rub his wrist against yours all while doing so.

Satan's scent is similar to his books. ancient, comforting, and powerful a clear warning to those, not his brothers or those close to Satan outside of his family with the clear message being to stay away from you.

↳ Asmodeus

is the least subtle about scenting you, but if his closeness should ever truly bothers you he will stop. even if he truly wants to finish scenting you properly.

Asmodeus scents you because he really and truly adores you. his family's special person. Asmodeus scents you because he sees you as a part of their family, even if he hasn't had a chance to paint your nails to truly make it official.

if his scent is pointed out by his brothers he isn't ashamed of it. he just smiles, all cute and happy when he says that it makes you smell like he's welcoming you into their family. no one says anything, the feeling is mutual.

his scent reminds others of his baths, fragrant, but a scent that clings to one's skin. a clear warning to stay away from how it clings to your skin.

↳ Beelzebub

Beelzebub's scent sticks to you from his clothes. you are absolutely swimming in his clothes which tickles a part of his brain just right that he just can't help, but pick you up and nuzzle his face in your hair.

Beelzebub is unaware of how his scent has subtly been clinging to your person until he is laying in bed with you during movie nights with you, Mammon, and Levi. his scent seems to be just as strong in your bed as Mammon's scent is.

you sit there wrapped in his jacket, leaning against Mammon whose chin is resting on your head, Levi's tail wrapped around your leg, while you card your hand through his hair and with your free hand hold onto his.

seeing you wrapped up in his clothes and his scent mingling with your own and his brother's is so comforting. Beel cannot resist just trying to push himself closer to you. which he does, and Mammon makes a fuss but just grumbles with Beelzebub pulling the two of you into a hug.

his scent is very much like the hugs he pulls you into. comforting there and if you should ever need it willingly given.

↳ Belphegor

Belphegor seems to subconsciously scent you when the two of you either sleep together or doze off with one another. even if it's just his head on your lap or shoulder.

Beelzebub is actually the one to bring it up since his scent clings heavily to your person. despite how Belphegor will deny it, saying that he doesn't have a reason to scent you while Beel just smiles at him.

is honestly the most startled to realize that he's been scenting you. the two of you did not start your true relationship on the best foot or the best impression of his character.

not after what he did, but... he still scented you. he shouldn't scent you, but he does it feels wrong to not do it even after trying to actively avoid doing it. Belphegor feels like he can't relax, that he can't sleep unless he lets himself have this one little selfish, greedy thing to feel at ease. once he stops fighting it his own body is able to feel settled once more.

it is comforting. to have his scent on you and even more to smell how his brother's scents mingle on your person. helps him to sleep much easier, knowing that you are safe and knowing his brother's scents are mixed with his own make this doubly so.

his scent is like a warm blanket, comforting and present. a reminder that you are safe with him, and a reminder to others that he won't show those who aim to harm you mercy.

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dat-bruv-person · 2 years

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hihi may i rq an obey me head-cannon where mc likes to sit on the brothers / side characters laps for fun ? thank uu

|◁ II ▷| comfiest seat in the world

a/n: expect more of these obey me! works, I've gotten back into the game and I love it :)

gn!reader, poc!reader friendly mwah

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Asmodeus looks into his mirror, admiring his own reflection, unable to see the look of mischief on your face. He resumes his makeup routine, puckering his lips to apply gloss, until he feels a sudden weight in his lap. Oh look, it's cute little you! Aww, you surprised him by sitting on his lap, huh? He pulls you in by the waist and cuddles you, flicking your nose playfully before asking if you'd like your makeup done by the one and only Avatar of Lust. You both emerge out of his room hours later, looking glamorous indeed :)

Lucifer sips his cup of tea and reads his book with you at his side. It was getting boring after 2 hours of sitting and doing nothing whilst he had something to keep him occupied, not to mention your ass is starting to hurt. So, what better than to lie down? Not on the bed, but on Lucifer's lap??? Oh, his thighs are actually soft. And he's patting you on the head, so that means you're free to continue, right? This feels nice, yes, very nice :D

Mammon shoves you off his shoulders for the fifth time after your relentless attempts to relax on his shoulder. But that's fine, you can always go and see Lucifer and have some tea with him instead. Surely he'd like to see you instead. No, no, it's fine, you don't need to be pulled back onto Mammon's lap and be told to rest your dumb ass on his shoulder. Why stay here with a scumbag/j demon when you can hang out with his kind, kind brother? Okay, maybe that's enough teasing for now ;)

A busy person, Lord Diavolo is, but he can always seem to somehow make time for you. However, with all this time spent together, you'd think he'd get used to the surprise attacks you unleash on him- right? Wrong. You practically leapt on his lap to give him a hug. Not like he didn't like it, he loved it, but a word of warning would be nice next time. You might wanna sit still so that he can return the favour, or maybe not; he's kinda heavy. >:O

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leviathism · 2 years

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heyy can i request cuddles with asmo or just like falling asleep together ? i liked how u wrote asmo in that other thing where all of the brothers were sleeping in mc's room

asmodeus x gender neutral reader

“I am exhausted,” Asmodeus sighed out, collapsing into your body. You let out a surprised noise, jolting awake from your dozing state.

You had been sitting peacefully in his hanging chair to wait for him to come out of his bathroom. You had not been expecting his full weight to drop onto your suddenly.

You shifted, trying to get comfortable while he held all his nighttime skincare routine bottles in his arms. “You’re not done yet?”

“No,” Asmodeus groaned, leaning into you. He begrudgingly opened a bottle and squirted some lotion onto his hands. He halfheartedly started to rub it into his face, eyes slipping closed. “Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so beautiful and famous. I wouldn’t have to keep doing this stuff every single night.”

You laughed, leaning into his back. You picked up his bottles, moving them off his lap and onto the small leftover space on the side of the chair. “I can do it for you.”

“Really? Thank you, hon, you’re a lifesaver.” He fully relaxed into you, humming as you started to rub the first serum onto his face. You had watched him do his routine countless times before so you knew what you were doing.

After you did each step, you’d gently toss the bottle onto the pink carpet. His hold on you was gradually getting looser and looser the longer you spent on his face. He was getting more tired.

You finally threw the last bottle onto the ground and leaned back, smiling when Asmodeus’ eyes fluttered open.

“You’re done?” His head immediately went under your chin as if he had been waiting the whole time to do just that. He tugged your now free arm to hug around his waist, and you could almost feel the satisfaction radiating off of him.

“Yeah…” you said softly, squinting your eyes at his blurry dresser across the room to try and see the clock. You were ready to pass out. “Are we not going to your bed?”

Asmodeus grunted, tightening his hold on you. “That seems like quite the trek, doesn’t it? Let’s just stay here.”

You liked that idea. You probably wouldn’t like it in the morning due to a sore neck and numb legs due to your blood flow getting cut off.

But with Asmodeus falling asleep against you, you thought it would be worth it.

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followmybones · 2 years

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I've been thinking about Asmodeus hardcore crushing on mc, who thinks all the flirting he does is just Asmo's personality; and not actual flirting. At first, Asmo is absolutely distraught and annoyed until it somehow becomes cute, and it almost becomes a game to see how far he can go before mc realize his intentions.

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rose-lord-of-simps · 1 year

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How Long

Inspired by How Lomg by Charlie Puth.

Warning: Cheater MC! Crying Asmo!

Asmo x Cheater MC! Implied and not so implied sexual content!

Gender neutral MC!

I had this idea years ago, started it, and lost the draft.

SUFFER.

You and Asmodeous had been dating for a few months now, and everything was practically paradise!

Asmo loved to take you on lavish dates to spoil you, or aethstetically pleasing dates like cute picnics or spa days. He didn’t settle for anything less than the best for you.

He couldn’t settle for less because it was you.

Gorgeous, intelligent, perfect, wonderful you.

And you wanted a romantic relationship with him. Asmo had a lot of confidence in his physical appearance but you looked past all this and truly liked him for who he was.

This was a fact almost too hard for Asmo to fathom.

But he did.

He trusted you to tell him the truth.

To never sue him for his body, unless it was consensual of course, and to come talk to him if you had an issue.

It was another blissful day like all the others Asmo had, knowing he would be going home to cuddle with you.

He was just getting home from a shopping trip, something he’d normally invite you to join him on but Mammon had dragged you away before he could get an answer from you.

Asmo had been out longer than normal, he’d been staying out later quite frequently recently because the stores had gotten restocked and different clubs were having a string of events to celebrate… celebrate things Asmo honestly didn’t care enough about to remember

He had wanted to go to all of this with you but for the past few weeks you’d been busy, dragged away by one of his brothers, or too tired.

Which was fine with him, you had a life outside of your relationship which would always be okay. Asmodeous would always encourage you to do whatever your heart desires, even if it took you away from him for a bit, he wanted you to be happy with no regrets.

It helped that he knew that inside the bags he was currently carrying up the stairs and to his room contained the fixings for either a really soft night- or a really sexy night. Whatever you wanted, Asmo would be happy to oblige.

He had even picked up a new lingerie set to wear for you, no matter if you planned for soft and sweet cuddling or a night full of pleasure, he wanted to dress nice and be a pleasing sight for your poor eyes. Your poor eyes having to go so long without seeing him for so long. He was determined to fix that tonight.

He had to get ready though!

He needed to shower

get dressed

do his make up

set up his room to be the pinnacle of romance, not that that’d be hard

prep the toys in case they get used

Maybe he should ready the camera how freaky would you want to get, it has been a while for you two-

That was before he opened his door.

That was before he opened the door to his bedroom and saw you.

You were on the bed and you looked marvelous.

Sweaty and visibly horny and your eyes that he’d been longing to look into for days were wide with lust and Asmo could feel the delicious energy coming off you.

Energy he desperately wanted to eat.

But there was one problem.

He felt the same energy on another person in the room.

You’d brought a friend.

A friend to fuck.

To his room.

To his bed.

Asmo’s brain stopped working, not even being able to tell his arms to hold up the shopping bags.

Here’s the thing, Asmo is all for having multiple bed partners, he has been in multiple polyamorous relationships and group sex was great!

But the night you and Asmo had finally confessed to each other and gotten together, you’d had a talk.

Asmodeous was the demon of lust, most previous partners only valued him because of it or didn’t trust him because of it.

Monogamy was not a hard thing for Asmo though, if his partner wanted them to be exclusive he was fine with that as long as he wasn’t in a polycule to begin with. He’d never dream of cheating on a partner unless they brought it up for a sexy role play first.

When the two of you had gotten together Asmo was on a nice break from romance and was enjoying being single, going on various dates, hooking up and having fun.

And then you came along.

You who held him so gently, who looked him in the eyes and made him feel not only seen but listened to, you who was always up for dancing with him no matter where you were.

You.

You who had talked to him asking if he was comfortable with monogamy because you were not polyamorous.

You who had rejoiced hearing he would love nothing more than to be exclusive with you.

You who had expressed being cheated on on the past.

You who had said if he ever changed his mind or needed to rediscuss boundaries, to talk to you because it’d be okay and you’d listen.

You who made a big deal out of making sure Asmo wouldn’t cheat on you.

You who was fucking some random demon on his own bed.

You who turned around panicked.

“Asmo dear you’re home early.”

You who made an ordeal out of promising to each other you would be exclusive, an ordeal Asmodeous heavily enjoyed because of his own previous partners cheating on him or using him without his knowledge.

“Would you uh, like to join?”

Normally Asmo would say yes.

If you two hadn’t talked about being exclusive, Asmo would of asked the consent of you and your partner and joined you, putting a reminder on his phone to talk about it later.

But no.

Not when Asmodeous had thought that being all your’s, something he had been yearning for months over before you had gotten together, meant you’d also be all his because that’s what you had said.

That was what you wanted.

You lied to him.

You lied to Asmodeous and hid it from him.

You betrayed him.

“How long?”

You had never heard Asmo so quiet and thought it was the most peculiar volume for his voice.

“What dear?”

“How long has this been going on, Darling?”

The pet name felt like a dagger to your heart.

“Your boyfriend is the avatar of lust-?”

“NOT NOW PEST.”

Asmo was furious. Furious and hurt.

Before you could get a proper answer out of your mouth he was tossing clothes at you, uncaringno of what belonged to who.

“OUT! Get out of my room! Get out of my bed! Get out!”

“Asmo, dear, wait-“

“NO! No you don’t get to tell me to wait! I have been waiting for you to have time for me for days! And you do this? If you wanted our exclusive status to change you could have told me I would have been fine with it! Fuck I would have checked out people with you, you know this. You stressed how important being exclusive to each other was for you, and you do this?”

“Let me explain please-“

“No, get out!”

Asmodeous tried to stay as far away from you as possible.

He knew that’s it’s just take one touch for him to yield to you.

He also knew he couldn’t avoid you forever, but right now he didn’t want to see you.

You who had once held his heart in your hands.

You who he had trusted so much.

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broken-glass-puppet · 1 year

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Hello,can I request Lucifer x female s/o who is half angel because her father is a angel

I'm so sorry but I only do male and gender neutral readers :(

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scarlett-vixen · 2 years

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hello! please correct me if I'm doing this wrong but may I request P-promise with asmo and fluff? we don't get enough content for him 😌

also I can be 🔔 anon :)

Anon my beloved I am SO sorry this took so long!!!!! You are so right there’s not enough Asmo content and I hope I did this well.

Prompt: P- Promise

Pairing: Asmodeus x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Like most Thursday nights, you found yourself in Asmo’s room, partaking in another evening of what he liked to call “Gossip Hour”. You had been skeptical when he first suggested hanging out alone together in his bedroom, thinking he had ulterior motives, but were pleasantly surprised when you arrived the first night.

It had been a nice hour of just talking together, the fifth born had asked to paint your nails and you let him, by the end of it you a fresh set of nails and a better understanding of the Avatar of Lust. Although most saw him as nothing more than a sex symbol, he had shown you in one brief hour that there was so much more to him.

Ever since the two of you had dedicated your Thursday nights to Gossip Hour, spending the entire evening talking about the latest events going on at both RAD and the HOL, while also doing some self care. Tonight’s gossip had been extra juicy, Asmo dished that he had caught a certain brother of his in a place they weren’t supposed to be and it was only a matter of time before Lucifer found out, you knew you could top his story though.

“So you know how Lucifer had a meeting at the Demon Lords Castle Tuesday night?” You started off while adding a second coat to Asmo’s nails.

“Mhmm, when he told us to behave ourselves and that if anything was broken or out of place when he got back he would string us all up from the ceiling?” Asmodeus responded, eyes fixated on the way you gently held his hand steady.

“Well, I heard from Levi that Lucifer didn’t come home that night until 10:02!” A dramatic gasp escaped Asmo’s mouth.

“SHUT. UP. That hypocrite! He came home two minutes after curfew??”

“I know! The one that he put in place!” You blew gently on the fresh polish to help them dry. “And then he tried to question me the next morning about why I looked so tired, uh sir why do YOU look tired??”

The fifth born giggled, he absolutely loved when you would give his oldest brother a hard time, it was one of the many things he adored about you. Another reason was that you had let him talk you into wearing one of the new trendy mud masks that all the popular demons were using on Devilgram.

He had been begging you for weeks to let him put one on you, promising it would make you even more beautiful and help clear out your pores, you had never really been big on things like that but it was hard to tell Asmo no. Asmodeus specialized in doing what it took to get his way with his brothers, with you it was a little different, he knew your boundaries and respected them but would still find a way to change your mind over time.

Once again you had fallen for his charm and given in, you told him you’d try anything once as long as it wasn’t too extreme, he was overjoyed and had pulled out ten different masks letting you choose which one to try. To his delight you had picked his favorite, a light cream-based mask that was a pastel pink and smelled sweetly of strawberries, you secretly admitted to yourself that it felt nice on your skin.

You had been determined to apply the mask without assistance from Asmo and had easily achieved your goal, or so you thought. You were deep into a new story about something crazy that happened to a demon in your Art of Seduction class last week when you noticed Asmo was no longer paying attention to your skills as a nail artist. Instead he was looking towards the top of your head, so focused that he didn’t respond when you called his name three times, he leaned in closer to you still watching the same spot.

“Darling I hate to break this to you,” he stifled a laugh before continuing “but you were only supposed to apply the mask to your face not your hair as well!” Asmo held up his phone so you could see your reflection in his camera. He was right, somehow you had managed to get a glob of pink face mask in your hair, without thinking you reached up to grab the spot. “No wait!”

It was too late, you realized your mistake once your fingers were already tangled in your hair, how much more could you mess up tonight? You had been so focused on perfecting Asmo’s nails that you forgot he had painted yours earlier and they were still drying, now they were sticky and smeared, you dreaded trying to wash your hair out later.

“Don’t worry love,” Asmodeus placed a single kiss on the tip of your nose, trying to ease your embarrassment “I can fix this, just let my nails dry first!”

A little later you found yourself sitting on the edge of the massive tub in his bathroom, Asmo fast at work trying to remove the nail polish and face mask from your hair without damaging it. You were still so embarrassed, of all the demons to mess up in front of it had to be the one who never had a single hair out of place, despite your protests he had done nothing but give you words of encouragement. Telling you how well you had done on your first try, that he had made an even bigger mess his first time applying a facial scrub, over the months you had learned Asmodeus was actually very supportive and trustworthy, he always knew how to make you feel better about yourself.

“Promise me you won’t tell your brothers about how I totally screwed up tonight?”

“Of course not my love! I promise, your secret is safe with me!”

You knew he was being honest, he might tell you embarrassing stories about his brothers but he would never tell them anything embarrassing about you, he like being the only one to know about your clumsy moments. With that, you suddenly remembered a very embarrassing story about a certain wizard and began to regale the Avatar of Lust as he continued to undo your mistake. Another successful Gossip Hour for the books.

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just-an-average-simp · 2 years

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Hello there lovelies! I've decided I want to write something about obey me since no one is requesting anything yet!

Warnings: none, gn reader

Asmodeus, Satan and mammon checking you out 👀

Satan

Why do I have a feeling he would try to be obvious when he checks you out which he literally does like every munite

If he's reading something he'd try to be sneaky and look up from his book to look at you once in a while

Y/n: Satan. I can't help but notice that you've been looking at me for a while.

Satan: huh, what do you mean by that?

Y/n: is it because I have something on my face? Or is it perhaps you're checking me out?

Satan:...

Y/n: satan

Satan: yes?.

Y/n: what, do I really look that ugly?

Satan: what?! No of course not! You're the most gorgeous human I've ever laid eyes on!-

Y/n:...

Satan:...

Welp, that slipped out... Awkward -

Asmodeus

This mf would be so obvious about it he doesn't care if anyone notices it

He would look at you with a lovesick look when he's staring at you a bit far toooo looooong

He takes a whole hour just looking at you

Tbh I'm surprised his eyes haven't turned sore yet on how much he's focused on you ? Man ain't even blinking

Bestie he is staring at you with heart eyes without blinking

Y/n: asmo...

Asmodeus: yes dear?

Y/n:you're starting to worry me...

Asmodeus: why is that dear?

Y/n: please blink.

Asmodeus: oh?

Y/n: Asmodeus. Blink. Please

Asmodeus: no can do sweetheart, it'd be a waste if I missed even a second of your gorgeousness~

GOODLUCK WITH THAT -

Mammon

If you caught him looking at you he would pass out.

Mammon, don't hide it everyone knows already, we all know you like y/n😒 WHY WOULD YOU EVEN TRY TO HIDE IT-

Mammon love's you. So so so so so so so so so so so so so so much. He's so down bad he would let you step on him-

Overall sweet boi

Y/n: are you ok mammon?

Mammon: what do you mean? I'm completely fine!

Y/n: you're staring at me...A lot, not that I mind of course!

Mammon:what?! No, you're just seeing things!

Y/n: are you sure mammon, y'know I can see right through you *giggles*

Mammon: fine...I will admit I was looking at you, but only because I wanted to!

Y/n: feel free, you can look at me whenever you want mammon!

Yum

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rinsramenshop · 2 years

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O: Congratulations on reaching 80 followers!! 👏 👏

For the special you're hosting, could I please ask for Asmo + prompt 16? <3

I love your writing, keep up with the good work!! ❤️

thank you <3!! and of course you can, im kinda basing this off of smth i read in the wiki

“Love me forever?” “….and ever and ever.” + asmo

as much as he may be a narcissist, he has his insecure times. he’s nervous to say the least, what if you want someone who more looks like beelzebub? he’s more built than asmo of course, but he doesn’t have his looks. asmodeus loves how you compliment him, the times that you two share always helps him. he still worries about what if you find someone that somehow better? he doesn’t particularly share that with you, but you can always tell when his mood changes a bit. asmo had invited you to do skin care with him, which has become a fun part of your relationship. asmo had picked a charcoal face mask for himself and a pomegranate one for you. they both had cats as the outline for the facemask. as you waited for time to take them off, you watched a short film and stayed in each others arms. when asmo heard the alarm, he dragged you into the bathroom and plopped you on the counter. “let me help you okay?” he said while removing the remainders of the skin care. when you both were removed of your skin care, you pecked his temple. “i love you asmo.” he smiled, wrapping placing his hands on your hips and pulled you closer. “love me forever?” “…and ever and ever.” he truly knew you were his forever, even if his insecurities told him otherwise.

#rin’s 80 follower event!!#obey me x mc #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x you #obey me x y/n #obey me x reader #obey me asmo fluff #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me asmo x mc #om! asmodeus #asmodeus x you #asmodeus x gender neutral reader #asmodeus x y/n #asmodeus x reader

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essencering · 10 months

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↳ summary: random thoughts about how the boys might have reacted to you just vanishing due to the events of NB & how it affected the pacts with each of them.

↳ Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Mammon (Obey Me!), Leviathan (Obey Me!), Lucifer (Obey Me!), Satan (Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Obey Me!), Beezelbub (Obey Me!), Belphegor (Obey Me!), Nightbringer Setting, SFW, Headcanons.

writer's blurp: let's all get onto the train of wild shit happening with MC being away from the boys they know once again and how their handling it. hopefully, it won't be a timeline wipe lol

↳ Lucifer

◆ despite everything that makes lucifer what he is, it means little in the grand scheme. both power and pride are useless in the wake of your sudden disappearance. ◇ his fuse seemed short, but now it feels even shorter. horribly, and painfully shorter, but despite that, he is taking more care to check on his brothers if he is acting like this then he can only imagine how his brothers are handling it. ◆ it won't stop. he can't stop the pain of his pact mark. as if it had been ripped clean off your person like a band-aid. it hurts like it should, the painful reminder of your existence, and your warmth are gone for the moment. he waits for you, for someone who may never walk through those doors again, but he waits.

↳ Mammon

◆ the first to feel it and the one who hurts the most. the one who grabs at himself where the placement of his pact mark is on your person just trying to feel something in the sudden wake of the void left behind. ◇ if he isn't out looking for you then mammon can be found in your room either curled up in your bed d.d.d in hand while he tries to contact you somehow. ◆ it hurts. horribly, painfully and mammon wails. the void that digs into his being and grows a little bigger with each day, he cannot find you. with each empty brush of your bond that isn't answered back is soul-crushing. each day is another call he makes to hear your voice, each day he asks, voice broken where are you?

↳ Leviathan

◆ the burning pain was enough to wake him up. leviathan couldn't breathe, and he couldn't think. so he panicked, grabbing his d.d.d and calling the first person on his list while he tried to calm himself down. ◇ leviathan couldn't tell who it was who did come in to help him, but when they did he just clings to them. comfort, warmth, family, here and alive. all the things he couldn't feel from you. whoever came held him even tighter while he blubbered from too many emotions and fear. ◆ when it gets to be too much the loss of the pact mark and just feeling you just brush back when he needed it the most. it seeps into his bones, leviathan feels cold and lost like he's somehow fallen once again. he does what helps him feel the safest-- hides away.

↳ Satan

◆ it almost feels like he is being skinned alive, with how you are torn away from him. with the pact missing, you're no longer just a touch away to be felt-- he feels wrath like he hasn't since he was born. ◇ his wrath is quiet, it is carefully moving beneath his skin. satan sees how each of his brothers slowly one by one seeks out one another. your loss is felt by each one of them, a void that none of them can feel you through. ◆ some days are harder than others, and satan feels the small spot inside of him that held you so close to his heart just-- close itself off to not feel hurt, but sometimes when he swears that he could feel the tug of you calling for him.

↳ Asmodeus

◆ watching the mirror break right before him, followed by how his soul feels as if it's being torn apart. the pact he shares with you feels so, so faint he fears the worst. ◇ the worst being that you died. alone, away from him, away from everyone who loves you, but-- he can sometimes feel your warmth when he reaches out. ◆ as comforting as that should be faint warmth and whispers of you still being alive are cold comfort. even if he can just barely feel you... he wouldn't be able to help you wherever you may be.

↳ Beelzebub

◆ beelzebub drops everything and moves. transformed, and in pain, he runs home, he looks, and he looks, but he cannot find you. his whole self hurts, his heart most of all. another, another person he loves is-- no. no just because he couldn't feel you didn't mean that you were dead. ◇ the world around him seems to move so slowly, but he eventually stumbles to the planetarium to find belphegor curled in on himself, and the moment belphie says that he can't feel you. that you're just... gone beelzebub breaks down with him. ◆ beelzebub can't sleep, but belphie tries to help him. nothing tastes right, nothing looks right when he eats and his brothers worry even more. nobody knows what's going on-- nobody can find you and beelzebub blames himself for not being able to keep you safe. his brothers say differently they all failed, but... none of them has failed to keep a loved one safe as he had.

↳ Belphegor

◆ belphegor wishes that he was asleep when he felt it because it would have hurt less in a dream (or so he thinks). to be awake, to be gazing at the stars to watch one suddenly blink out of existence followed by pain-- it was excruciating. ◇ just like the star, you had vanished, taking a piece of belphegor with you. and when beel stumbles into belphegor's sight... he crumbles. the two of them breaking down together. ◆ even when belphegor sleeps he doesn't feel at peace, but some nights... he can see you or he thinks he might. the dreams are always fuzzy, but in those dreams, it feels like you're right there with him. that somehow you're safe even if none of them can find you, much less feel the bond each pact has made with you.

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dat-bruv-person · 2 years

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I just wanna stay warm w lucifer, asmo, satan, diavolo and beel. Is that too much to ask??

˚ ༘♡˚ sweater weather

a/n: imagine matching sweaters w asmo oml imma get writing 🏃🏾💨

gn!reader, poc!reader friendly <3

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Lucifer drinks more tea than usual and sits you on his lap whilst he shoves tea and biscuits in your mouth. Lucifer gets you a pair of his gloves but padded so you guys can be matching but also be warm at the same time. Lucifer lets you wear his cloak sometimes, either that or he hugs you whilst wrapping you in it with him.

Asmo gets you and him matching everything: matching earmuffs, sweaters, scarves- everything. Asmo thinks autumn means decking out on the pumpkin lattes and cinnamon, so you'll never hear the end of it. Asmo wants autumn cuddles and sex-

Satan goes out cat hunting with you and snuggles them with you all day. Satan rubs your cheeks and rubs his cat against your cheek as well. Satan's love for cats goes beyond his love for you/hj. Satan makes his cat jump on your back with uncut claws. Satan is goofy but you love him all the same, especially during autumn.

Diavolo smothers you in his breasts when you even mention the word cold. Diavolo puts his uniform on you and laughs heartily as the fact you can't see. Diavolo sleeps on top of you so you are covered in his scent and can't breathe. Diavolo pokes your cheeks lovingly. Diavolo's hands are so big they cover both of yours.

Beel takes you all around Devildom is search of the best food for the season. Beel challenges you to a competition to see who can finish their pumpkin latte first. You and Beel have used tonnes of cinnamon and ginger just to make gingerbread every day. You and Beel make gingerbread houses from scratch. Beel gets foam all over his mouth, he knows this, but proceeds to kiss you anyway <3

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kaeyas-beloved · 2 years

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\-- hands --/

demon brothers + solomon x gn!reader (separately)

summary: the demon brothers + solomon and their hand temperature (or how cold/warm their hands are)

warnings: none

a/n: back at switching my layout for one post then never doing it again <3 idk this layout is good for these kinds of posts so that's why ig. oh also! it's been ages since i've actually played obey me but i got hooked on this idea and knew i had to write it. i actually just started playing it again so i hope to catch up (i'm like 18 lessons behind :() and maybe write some more for this game!

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lucifer, whose hands are covered all time except for when he sleeps, has some of the warmest hands out of his brothers. perhaps it has something to do with how the black fabric hugs his palms so much? regardless, you melt every time he cups your cheek, uncaring on how his hands are warm but glad they are warm.

mammon, just like he as an individual with his actions, unable to remain consistent, bounces between temperatures. some days his hands are a comforting warmth against yours, a silent i'm here. other times when you reach for his hands you're shocked by the sudden nip. they're not ice cold, just cold enough to give a little unsuspecting surprise (he immediately starts rubbing his hands together in hopes to warm them up for you <3)

levi hates his freezing hands :( he thinks you'll never want to hold his hands because of how cold and stiff they can get. what never fails to pull a gasp from him though is when you willingly grab his hand, interlacing your fingers with his. any form of negative self-talk is met with reassurances: yes, his hands may be on the cooler side but they’re smooth and their temperature is close to that of calm ocean waters. when he asks what that has to do with his yucky hands all you have to say is “i like the ocean” for him to silence, the start of a bush forming on his cheeks.

satan, whose hands are also on the warmer side. nowhere near as warm as lucifer’s or beel’s but they’re still heated enough to make you melt when he strokes your cheek. they’re warm enough that they can still act as his acknowledgement to you beside him while he reads, may that be with a hand holding your own or with it wrapped around you, rubbing your back as you bury your face in his neck. he might not look at you but he can certainly hold you. perhaps that’s why cats love his touch so much - his tender warmth. are you part cat by chance?

asmo, soft and cool to the touch. the type of cool that's just what you need in the blistering devildom heat. before you waltzed on into his life he’d boast about his hands: how soft and well taken care of they were, how dazzling they appeared, how even angels hoped to hold his hand. never would he let others touch them though. with you however, you are an exception. you can hold them, paint them, rest them against your skin and much more. only you.

beel, without a doubt, has the warmest hands out of everyone. they engulf yours regardless of their size but he’s so gentle <3 it’s great when you’re both in the human world during the winter, he just grabs your hand and smiles, knowing that he’s protecting your fingers from the cold <3

belphie and his cold hands when you cuddle </3 and he knows it too/ both of you also know that it's no accident when he places his palms against any patch of bare skin he can. the smirk on his face when you shiver is warmer than his hands T-T has teh audacity to ask if you're cold too. however, when he's has his fill of teases he'll pull you close, snugging into you as his tail winds itself around you, "there, warmer now?"

solomon with his ~magic~ hands hehe :) naturally he has warm hands, but with a quick spell that can be changed. makes for a good prank on poor, unsuspecting you. you now live in fear every time he goes to hold your hand or cuddle D: he's done it enough where you're expecting it too </3 the few times that he's not torturing you though are pleasant and moments you hold close. nothing beats the natural waves of heat that flow through his body on your skin <3

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smoft-demons · 24 days

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MC needs some extra love

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You’re having an off day. Your demons have asked to make sure nothing’s actually wrong, just to be safe, but they’ve seen you like this a few times before. They understand. You’re just feeling down for no particular reason. Just sad and low energy. Extra tired.

Nothing happened, no one hurt you, nothing’s wrong… you just woke up in a low mood. Because it simply be like that sometimes. You just… need some extra affection today. No reason. It’s okay, they’re not judging. They’ll do what they can to cheer you up a little—they love you, you know. They want to see you smile at least once today.

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Lucifer:

When Lucifer notices your mood, he softens towards you a lot. He asks if anything is wrong first of course—they all do—but once he learns that there’s nothing he needs to correct and no one he needs to punish on your behalf, he just softens. He treats you more gently than usual.

He expects you’ll get fed up entertaining all his brothers, with their endless chaotic energy. So he invites you to hide out with him in his office. You are invited to just sit with him and read, or put on some music, or play a game on your DDD, or just rest… or whatever it is that will help.

He’ll even let you curl up in his lap and cuddle with him if that’s what you want. That cheers him up too.

He quietly redistributes the most taxing of your chores for today amongst the seven of them, to give you time to recharge.

You’ll find Levi and Beel doing the dishes for you when it’s your turn, or if you’re supposed to make dinner you’ll find that Mammon and Asmo have already ordered everyone takeout, and they’re already in the middle of setting it all out on the table. You won’t have to do a thing! If you were supposed to clean up a common space in the house, it’ll already be done by some of your assorted pact partners. You might even find sticky notes placed amongst your homework in Lucifer’s, Satan’s, and Belphie’s handwriting, suggesting edits and books titles to check for better information, and pointing out any parts in your work that are particularly well done.

When you check your DDD later, you see that Lucifer had instructed his brothers to take on what they can from you to make your life easier today. He was not planning on letting you know that, clearly—because he sent that in the brothers group chat. You only know because Karasu’s spy feature showed you.

His support is shown in all these soft, quiet details. Peaceful moments. Simple, but unmistakable reminders of how loved you are. It’s okay if you don’t smile today, even though he would like you too. He will verbally remind you that loves you anyway.

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Mammon:

Mammon’s first instinct, of course, is retail therapy. He offers to take you shopping. He’ll even pay for your stuff! He doesn’t mind if it makes you happy!

You appreciate that very much—and maybe you’d be happy to take him up on that if you were sad for a reason, but… you just have no spare energy. Just thinking about going out exhausts you more. You’d have to deal with looking at things! And forming opinions, and deciding on stuff to buy! There’s crowds and cashiers and bright lights and just… stuff outside! You can’t, you just can’t. You have no energy and you can’t.

The first time Mammon sees you like this, he’s confused. You don’t wanna go out? You don’t want any new stuff?? He sure hasn’t felt like that before!

He puts effort into figuring out what will actually help cheer you up instead. He’s considerate that way.

He tries taking you for a long drive. He tries taking tasks off your to-do list. He tries trailing after you all day to keep you company, holding your hand, chattering all day so you can’t hear your thoughts, staying quiet so you don’t get overstimulated. He cycles through every possible approach over the months, on every random day you happen to wake up like this.

It’s all greatly appreciated—and hey, some of his ideas work better than the rest! You feel loved and cared for regardless. It’s impossible to miss how much he adores you.

Eventually though, he strikes gold!

That particular day, he had been telling you a stupid joke every time he ran into you, in an attempt to make you smile. He gets a weak grin for his troubles just about halfway through the day. He beams at you triumphantly at that, impulsively scooping you up for a hug and repeatedly kissing the top of your head, and—aha! THERE’S the smile he was looking for!

From that point on, he knows what to do!

The next time you wake up in this mood, he takes the first opportunity to give you a playfully over the top show of affection. Over the course of the day, he keeps doing it!

He runs into you in the hallway between classes, he (gently) aggressively ruffles your hair as he passes you. He finds you aimlessly walking through the house, you immediately get snatched into his arms for a nice long squeeze. You sit with him as he’s scrolling through devilgram, he sets it aside for a moment to squish your cheeks between his hands and cover your forehead and nose with loud, playful kisses. You go up to him and request attention? You get kiss attacked, and he won’t let up until you crack a smile!

Your brain hurts, he says, echoing your very first explanation. It’s okay though, he says. He’ll kiss it better, he says.

He is MORE than happy to completely discard the tsundere façade to lean into this… over-the-top affectionate silliness, as long as it continues to make you laugh and smile like that.

He won’t admit it, but… this is more honest. This is much closer to who he is at heart than his usual behaviour is. Try as he might, he can’t hide how much he cares to save his life.

The realest aspect of Mammon is not the dumbass, not the money-grubber, not the uncaring cool guy that he pretends to be… no, it’s the goofy dork who loves you SO much that he’d go to any amount of effort to cheer you up.

He’s damn good at it too! HE was put in charge of your well-being for a reason! He’s the best big brother/guardian/friend/pact partner ever, and you’re his to take care of. He’s not letting HIS human go without smiling once for a whole day! You’re the sole member of his family he can openly dote on, and dammit, he will!

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Levi:

Levi’s go-to is, of course, distracting you with media. He tries games first, but if you’re too low-energy for that, he gets it. He tries anime, movies, shows, videos, manga, whatever you seem to respond best to.

You’ll notice a theme of letting others help, confiding in friends, opening up to people. There are repeated instances of characters asking for support from the rest of the cast and then being helped and taken care of. Lots of power of friendship stories, lots of hurt/comfort and “it’s rotten work” “not to me, not if it’s you” and team-as-family.

Maybe, just maaaybe, he’s trying to tell you something!

He relaxes when you explain that you just woke up like this, sometimes this just happens and it’s no one’s fault, there’s no problem, he doesn’t have to worry about you. He gets that! Sometimes he wakes up like that too. It does happen!

But… you’re his player two! He wants to worry about you!

So he takes care of you the way he wishes someone would take care of him when he gets like that. Gives you the extra love he knows first-hand that you need right now. He lets you choose the entertainment, he holds your hand, and mirrors what you do to self-soothe.

If you wanna lie on the floor and stare at his jellyfish decorations, he’s right next to you. If you wanna tell Henry how you’re feeling, he’s right there with you doing the same so you don’t have to feel self-conscious. If you’re stimming, he will too. That one makes him happy as well! If you wanna burrow into a pile of blankets and plushies like a hognose snake, he totally gets it and will also do that. He does that anyway sometimes, just because it’s comfy.

There’s not a hint of judgement from Levi. Ever. He gets it.

When you guys HAVE to leave his room, like for meals and such, he lends you his headphones. So you don’t get overstimulated from all the noise his brothers make. He never goes far from you, either. He always stays close enough that you can reach for him if you want to.

After dinner, when you’re tired and done with trying to act normal (not that even one of your demons is fooled), Levi brings you back to his room. He asks if you have any requests, anything you want to do, anything he can do to help you. If you know what you need, he’ll just do it. If you don’t, he’ll offer comfort in some form that makes sense to him. He understands that all you really need is some extra love when you’re like this, so he’s not at a loss. He gets it, he feels the same way sometimes, he can do that!

You end up curled up in his lap, hiding your face in his shoulder as he watches an anime you’ve both seen before at a low volume. Familiar and comforting. He’s happy to just sit and chill with you until you feel like you’ve recharged enough. He knows you’d do the same for him.

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Satan:

Satan’s instinct, once he learns what’s going on, is to bring you to the quiet spot outside where the stray cats he has befriended gather and then plonk the chillest one in your lap.

Cats are perfect fluffy little warm purring bundles of free therapy, after all. How could you not be recharged by this?

He’s not wrong, the cat definitely helps. It is in fact a perfect creature.

But… well, you don’t bother to spend the energy on saying so, but being outside isn’t really helping. You cringe at every loud noise. The wind ruffling your clothes every so often is annoying you. You’re sitting on concrete and it’s making you cold. The streetlights feel particularly aggressive to your eyes today. Very stabby. There are smells outside! No one wants that!

You love the cats, but Satan is giving them all his attention and you’re getting just a little bit jealous. You as well are giving the cat in your lap all your attention, and—as stupid as you feel about it—you’re getting a little bit jealous about that too. You want attention too! All the cat has to do is be cute and soft and it can have all the petting and cuddling it wants! As it deserves, yes, but… don’t you as well, though..?

You try to push that feeling away and just pet the cat. The cat did nothing wrong, you still love it, you’re supposed to be feeling MORE recharged from this! Not… whatever it is you do feel. At the end of the day you still enjoy petting the cat and you don’t want it to leave. That’s still true and that’s what matters, you tell yourself.

Eventually the cat decides it’s had enough petting for now, and gets up. Satan checks on you, fully expecting you to be thoroughly cheered up! Instead he sees you staring forlornly at your hands, mostly zoned out. Confused, he asks if you’re okay.

You nod once, giving him a hollow smile.

Now he’s concerned. He takes a minute to finish petting the cats surrounding him—noting the hint of jealousy in your eyes as you observe him—then comes to sit on the concrete stair next to you.

He gently points out that he knows you well enough to detect a lie. Especially an unconvincing lie like that. You give a noncommittal hum in reply. That’s all you have the energy for.

He wraps an arm around your shoulders, letting you slump against his side. Your head leans against his shoulder. His other arm comes up to stroke your head for a moment, then drops down again to take your hand.

In a small, tired voice, you thank him. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze in reply.

Eventually he adjusts you so he can hold you more comfortably. Every so often he kisses the top of your head, or rubs your shoulder, or squeezes your hand, or says something quietly to you. Pointing out a interesting leaf shape, telling you something inconsequential about his day, prompting you to look when one of the cats does something cute, reminding you that he loves you and it’s okay to feel like this. That he enjoys your company no matter what mood you’re in.

This helps a lot more. Eventually you have enough energy to reply to him in full sentences! He’s visibly relieved at that. Still, he continues to hold you.

It’s after this point that a different cat comes up to you. It sniffs your shoelace then rubs itself against your leg. It flops over your shoe, stretching adorably with its little paws reaching up. It looks up at you all wide-eyed and cute, and finally you give a short puff of a laugh. Satan feels it more than hears it, but still!! He feels successful!

You pet this cat as it stands up and sniffs at your free hand. You look at it with a little smile. There’s a bit more soul in this smile, to Satan’s relief.

Later, as the two of you are leaving, he slips the cat a treat and whispers a thank you to it. Then he takes your hand again and leads you back home.

(He makes a mental note to himself for next time: pet the sad human first!! Then go see the cats!)

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Asmo:

Asmo notices that you’re having one of those days today, and he rushes to spoil you. Like Mammon, his first instinct is to take you shopping—but specifically for clothes and makeup and skincare products. Stuff that would cheer him up.

But you’re tired, and he understands that. It’s okay, he still knows what to do!

Asmo brings you into his room. You curl up in a sad, tired lump on his bed. He lets you chill there while he gathers up the stuff he wants.

He returns to you with his arms full of stuff! Nail polish, face masks, a hairbrush, moisturizer and hair oil, etc etc. Stuff for taking care of you.

He makes a point of only doing stuff that doesn’t sting at all. No plucking eyebrows or messing with your cuticles or anything like that. Just the stuff that feels nice.

Asmo quietly chatters about people he knows and stuff he’s used and whatever the latest gossip he’s heard is. Not even really to inform you this time, because he knows you’re probably not gonna remember much when you’re like this, but more to provide you with a constant, grounding backdrop of his familiar voice.

He speaks softly to you as he wipes your face with cleanser and then proceeds with his skincare process. He gently brushes your hair, spending twice as long as necessary just because it feels nice. He insists you don’t bother to move as he sits next to you and paints your nails.

At some point he runs out of stuff to do, so he ends up just brushing over your face with a clean makeup brush. No product on it at all, he’s just doing it to make you relax, because it’s soft and it feels nice. It’s meditative, honestly. For both of you.

He spends a good long while doing that.

He finishes up and lies down next to you. He pulls you into a cuddle. You offer to return the favour for him. Do his skincare and hair and nails and stuff for him, spoil him back—because he deserves the best.

For the first time ever, he declines. He shushes you and holds you tighter. This is the only situation in which he would ever refuse that!

He says you’re more than welcome to return the favour tomorrow if you like, but for now he just wants you to rest. He did all that for you to get you in this relaxed state you’re in right now, don’t get up and un-relax yourself so fast! Keep your brain turned off! It’s good for you sometimes!

… yes, Asmo is surprised by his own selflessness too—more surprised than you are by now, knowing him. He’s always been selfless for your sake since you first became his friend. It still surprises him though.

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Beel:

Beel is your best guy for validation. For quiet, thoughtful, unwavering support. He’s a lot more insightful than he’s often given credit for. He’s one of the best people in this family in terms of emotional intelligence, no question about it.

He knows just what to do. He observes you as the day goes on, taking the first opportunity to pull you aside and check on you without any others around. Just to make absolutely sure there’s nothing else going on.

His voice is soft, his hands are gentle, and he puts effort into understanding you. You’re family, he loves you so much! So of course he would.

He’ll share his food with you of course—both because he wants you to know that he loves you that much, and because he’s trying to remove a task from your to-do list. You don’t have to think about getting food and preparing it and any of that if he just. Does it for you. You can spend your very limited energy elsewhere.

He’ll take you with him on his routine walk, just so you can have a change of scenery and an opportunity to chat uninterrupted.

He listens to you complain about being outside with his characteristic placid sympathy—a combination that would be a bit contradictory if it came from anyone else, but somehow makes perfect sense for Beel. It’s soothing. Reassuring, somehow. He helps a lot, just by being himself.

When you inevitably run out of energy—much quicker than you usually do, but you expected that—he offers to carry you. Or rather, he automatically goes to do it on muscle memory, because that’s just what he does with tired loved ones (Belphie usually). He catches himself and realizes he should ask first in this case. Just to make sure. He’s considerate like that.

You are very tired… and you want contact. So of course you accept the offer. How could you refuse when he offers so earnestly?

He walks in measured, consistent steps as he carries you. The sway of his movement is deliberately relaxing. He’s trying to lull you into a meditative haze, or maybe put you to sleep. Either is good, he thinks.

The warmth of him makes the… everything about being outside when you’re feeling this way a lot more tolerable. The sounds of his footsteps, his breaths, his heartbeat… all of that drowns out the background noise just enough. Your face is pressed into his jacket, so the streetlights don’t stab your eyes and all the distressingly inconsistent outside smells are entirely covered by the spices-aromatics-soap scent of Beel. It’s a smell you know very well, and the familiarity of it is grounding.

Everything about him is grounding, really. He really did know exactly what to do.

At the end of the day… it’s okay if you don’t smile. He would like you to, of course, but he will meet you where you’re at. Anyway, it’s more important to him that you feel like it’s safe to show however it is you actually feel around him. He understands the amount of trust that takes, and he’s honoured by it. Nothing is more important to him than that trust.

So, you don’t have to smile. It’s okay.

Don’t be strong, he tells you. There’s no need, for now. Just let him. Rest, lean on his strength—he’s got more than enough for both of you. He’s got you. He’s not going anywhere.

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Belphie:

Oh, you’re tired? A bit sad, a bit grouchy? Damn. Looks like even HE has more energy than you today. That’s not something he sees often! Well, that’s fine. He knows what to do.

It’s straight to baby jail with you!

In his arms, that is. In bed, surrounded by his best pillows, covered by the least warm heavy blanket he has, so you won’t overheat but will still feel nice and covered.

He positions you so you’re facing each other, with your head tucked under his chin. So you have room to comfortably breathe and talk, but your face is still as covered as possible so you won’t be bothered by any lights.

Emotional intelligence may not be Belphie’s strong suit, but he is observant and he understands exhaustion. This may not exactly be the usual kind of exhaustion, but still! There’s no demon better equipped to understand what’s going on with you right now, just by nature.

He’s totally fine with cuddling you in silence if you don’t feel like talking. That really works for him, actually, because it allows him to nap.

Not that he doesn’t WANT to listen to you. He does. He’d be happy to. But he gets it if you don’t wanna bother with that. It’s okay.

He will, however, delay taking a nap until you doze off first. He just wants to make sure you’re okay. He’s not about to just fall asleep and abandon you if you still need attention.

If you’re not falling asleep very fast, he will help. Not with magic, surprisingly. He’s being more… gentle, he supposes, than that in this situation.

He talks quietly about nothing important. The soft drone of his voice, kept consistent and deliberately soporific, melts into your brain like butter, slowing it way down. Blocking everything else out. Gradually turning it off. One hand rubs your back slowly, almost as if to match the rhythm of his voice.

It’s so relaxing. You feel like you could stay like this forever and never want to move, you’re that comfortable.

Belphie knows what he’s doing.

It works really well! He makes sure you feel loved and cared for, then makes sure you get some extra rest. Mental and physical recharging.

Of course, you wake up feeling a lot better. Maybe not entirely back to your normal self yet, but definitely better. How could you not?

You’re a lot less tired after you’ve slept, and less sad too… so he’s succeeded—but you’re still not smiling!

He can fix that, right?

He lets you get up and stretch first, of course. He does the same. Before you leave the room though, he wraps you up in another hug.

He pulls back to examine your face after a minute or two.

Hmm… you look comfy, but still no smile! He can’t have that! So he hugs you tightly again, but this time his fingers start to lightly poke and brush over your sides. He’s trying to force you to smile by tickling you. He’s not gonna do too much, he’s not trying to overwhelm you. He stops as soon as you crack a smile.

There we go, he says as he gives you one last gentle squeeze. That was all he wanted, he tells you.

He doesn’t let go of you for long, over the rest of the day. Always holding your hand, giving you random hugs, draping himself over your shoulders—but without making you take all his weight for once, because he knows you’re still kinda tired. Enough of it to be soothing, but no more. Just so you don’t get lonely. He doesn’t want you to get all sad again.

If you do get sad again though, it’s okay. He will squish the sadness out of you all over again, as many times as you need. He doesn’t mind.

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Pick me girls and OM! Brothers - Part 2

Characters: Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie (x reader, separately)

Part 1 - Lucifer, Mammon and Levi (x reader, separately)

Part 3 - Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Simeon (x reader, separately)

Masterlist

CW: pick me girl behavior, one of these girls is actually really stupid, suggestive, mentions of sex between the brothers and mc, mentions of violence, a bit of magic, mentions of cheating (not actual cheating), nightmares, implied death, jealous mc, some fluff, some hurt, some comfort, still ooc but i had even more fun

Satan

Your boyfriend looked more offended than you ever had the chance to feel.

The cashier at the bookstore barely had the time to say anything about her supposed romance with the demon before he appeared in his signature pose: a hand in his hip and the other one over his chest.

He had been a regular for years and you didn't know if the girl had been delusional enough to believe she had something with him or if she was just jealous and wanted to make you feel bad.

You weren't sure which one was sadder.

"Am I hearing this correctly?" he said with spite, distracting you from your own thoughts "Are you so daft you were considering me reciprocating your feelings?"

The girl lowered her gaze, clearly embarrassed, and for a moment you felt guilty. Maybe she really thought she had something mutual going on with Satan; a crush that went too far in her own imagination.

She proved you wrong, however, when not only did she give you a side eye, but also said the most stupidest thing one could ever muster.

"Well, obviously you are so daft you chose them over me"

You couldn't waste time on feeling hurt; not when Satan was showing his fangs, letting his tail scratch the floor as it lashed behind him. As hot as he looked like this, it was not the moment nor the place to show his demon form in a fit of rage.

The stupid cashier seemed proud of getting a reaction out of him, finally catching his attention. Maybe she was a demon of wrath too? Maybe that's how she flirted with other demons?

The poor thing would be lucky if she ever lived to see another day.

Let her discover that fact on her own.

"She's not worth it, Satan" you urged, pushing him to the door "Let's go to that cat cafe you mentioned earlier. You said they had new kittens, right?"

That seemed to do the trick.

He looked at you with love, still mixed with anger and bewilderment, but not enough for you not to hold his hand and lean against him.

"I'm sorry, my dear" he murmured, then he spoke louder "Do not believe a word she said"

"I would never"

"Good"

He nodded to himself, like the idea of you believing the cashier was too stupid to even consider it, but neither of you could ignore how his hand stiffened in yours for a second.

"Let's go see some kittens" you said in a singing voice, leading him in the street towards your destination.

You failed to see the adoration in his eyes.

Asmo

This succubus dated Asmo long before you were even an idea in your parents' minds and she wanted you to keep that in mind.

She wanted you to know that everything you knew, she knew better (a blatant lie) and that Asmo preferred experience over novelty (ew).

"I remember the times we went to the sauna and... Oh, sorry, does he take you to the sauna?"

"He invited me a couple of times, yes" but I had to say no or else I would've boiled alive.

"And does he...?"

Does he. Does he. Does he.

He does. HE DOES. HE DEFINITELY DOES.

In which moment did you think going to The Fall was a better plan than doing each other's skincare routine while making fun of 50 shades of Grey?

The both of you could be criticizing that poor excuse of BDSM right now (before recreating the correct version), but, instead, Asmo was ordering the girliest cocktail ever made while this Camila Cabello wannabe harassed you.

"...that was a little joke between us"

Lord Diavolo she just kept going.

"I'm so happy you remember so well your past relationship with him" you intervened with a strain in your voice, "but maybe it's time for you to stop and leave"

The succubus smirked with a smugness that made your innards burn from the inside out.

"Don't get jealous! I'm sure he loves you too"

Oh my Lord.

The lion, the witch and the audacity of this bitch.

"Hon', look at this!"

There he came, your savior, dressed in a skimpy dress with hands full of shimmery drinks and a glint in his very beautiful loving eyes.

"They didn't have human beverages, but I swear the taste is impeccable, you'll love it! Just let me take a picture for Devilgram first"

Camila Cabello, as you had finally decided to call her, cleared her throat in search of the demon's attention. Asmodeus looked in her direction, obviously trying to remember who she was.

"Asmo, baby!" she was nothing but a smile full teeth and a mission. Her gaze a little desperate "Remember me?"

Her determination died, however, when Asmo's expression turned shocked after studying her. He grasped his chest in sorrow as he asked the funniest question you could hear at the moment.

"What are you wearing?"

Camila Cabello was finally at a loss of words and you briefly wondered if this had ever happened to her.

"If you're gonna meddle in my relationship with MC at least take effort in looking decent"

His expression was sweet, saccharine, but there was an underlying seriousness in his voice.

He was so beautiful. And he was all yours.

Beel

She was one of the boys, apparently. Beel had definitely never mentioned her, but the girl only laughed when you told her that.

"Wow, controlling much? Does he have to tell you about every friend?"

Well, no, Beel didn't have to inform you about everyone he's ever met, but your boyfriend was sweet enough to want you in every aspect of his life, thus introducing you to his friends, his teammates and even his gym bros.

Definitely not to this girl.

You looked at her in disbelief, licking your teeth with a calculating glance. How much would Beel care if you hit this airhead with a dumbbell?

"We hang out together almost every day" she boasted, twisting a strand of her hair around her finger "It's not even weird for me to be in the boys locker room"

Were you strong enough to throw a dumbbell?

Surely she'd rather be with them instead of you if she was 'one of the boys', no? Why would she be in the bleachers with you, waiting for the team to finish their training, when she could be in any other part of the field doing exercise or playing for another sport?

"I'm not making you insecure, am I?" asked the girl in poorly faked innocence "If he loves you so much you should have nothing to worry about"

"Oh, I trust him" you assured her, but you didn't sound as confident as you wanted to. Although Beel never gave you any reasons to doubt him, it was difficult to defend your relationship when this girl was so convinced everyone was in love with her.

"That's so cool"

You decided to ignore her and her mocking tone, hoping to end the conversation right there, but she just kept talking. It was obvious she wanted to get under your skin.

For what? you wondered. Did she expect Beel to leave you if she batted her lashes fast enough? Did she know Beel at all??

"Oh, Beely!"

You cringed with a scowl visible to everyone around you. Some of Beel's teammates laughed at your missfortune, while the others, the ones you liked best, turned around in horror and left without a second glance.

Wether he was oblivious or just didn't care, Beel wasted no time in running towards you with a smile on his face.

"Did you see me?" he asked, looking up to you with a boyish grin and brightened eyes.

"I'm always looking at you"

Beel blushed, his smile still obvious in his face, but he couldn't get another word in before the girl talked again.

"I was looking at you too"

You rolled your eyes and Beel immediately stared at you with a curious glance. He hummed in response, ignoring her once again as he reached out for your hand to caress your knuckles.

"There's a new limited edition menu in a restaurant near RAD"

No questions added nor needed. You smiled at him and nodded, bringing his hand to your lips to kiss it. A promise for later.

"Noo, we used to go there so much..."

"Can you stop?" Beel interrupted her with a deadpan expression "You're making MC uncomfortable"

The girl looked at him in surprise, mouth wide open, clearly not expecting to be snapped at.

She didn't dare to look at you after that.

Belphie

It wasn't the first time you dreamt about this girl and it wasn't the first time you dreamt about her stealing your sloth of a boyfriend.

She wasn't some mystery girl, but rather Belphie's old seatmate, the one he had before you were kidnapped admitted in RAD. A quiet doe-eyed succubus that looked at him like he was the best thing that ever happened to both human and demon mankind.

She'd tried to sit next to him a couple of times with no avail, always getting rejected in your favor. Then, Belphie and you started dating and she stopped trying. You'd innocently thought she'd surrendered.

But not only did she search for him the very few times you guys weren't next to each other, she also ignored you completely when you were there.

Ignoring her back was easier said than done.

And this time, the oniric version of her wasn't just stealing your boyfriend. This time, he was willingly going to her, making your heart hurt so much it made you wake up with what felt like broken ribs.

It took you a couple of minutes to pull yourself together and not push Belphie away when he brought you back to his chest. The image of him kissing her while looking at you was engraved in your mind.

So, although sweating and hurting both from your heart and your confidence, you forced yourself to sleep.

You didn't notice just how awake Belphie was.

Back when you were still friends, you had allowed him to introduce himself into your slumber each time you had a nightmare. Images of you dying under the jaws and claws of faceless demons disappeared faster when the real Belphie was there. Ironic, isn't it?

He tried to stop every single one of them, but sometimes he was so deep in his own dreams it was proved to be impossible.

You thought this was one of those occasions, but, alas, you were wrong.

Days passed without any new event and Belphie mentioned nothing about your initial irrational coldness towards him, which made you feel a tiny bit better. Eventually you'd get so embarrassed about the situation that you had no other option but to dote on him like the brat he was, leading to a whole weekend sprawled over his bed in the attic.

The girl was still there, although not as persistent with Belphie, and she avoided you like the plague, with fright in her eyes.

So he did something about her, didn't he? But how did he know? And what did he do? You wanted to ask, curious as ever, but as time went by and the eyebags under her eyes started to occupy her entire face, you decided against it.

Barely a month later she disappeared without leaving trace. And since Belphie didn't even acknowledge her at all, why would you?

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