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leviathans-watching · 2 years

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hello! if the requests are open, as the obey me brothers (+diavolo if you can) reacted to mc start to get terribly sick (always coughing, high fever, always in bed, doesn't eat etc) kisses from Kisses from Brazil 🇧🇷❤️

sick mc with lucifer, diavolo, and satan

includes: lucifer diavolo, and satan x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: 1.8k | rated g | m.list

a/n: sorry this took so long but ty for requesting! i hope you enjoy!! my inbox is open to chat, leave feedback, and request so come say hello!! and kisses from the US <33

warnings: depictions of illness, fevers, and colds, mentions of vomiting, taking medicine, coughing, sneezing, etc. if you're squeamish about sickness/sick fics then this is not for you lol

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lucifer was aware you weren’t feeling too hot, but he figured it’d pass with a little more sleep and promptly turned his mind to other things. he kept an eye on you, of course, but you were insisting everything was fine, and, well, he had work to do.

it isn’t until you don’t come down to dinner that he realizes that that may have been a mistake.

“mc?” he calls knocking on your door. no response. “i’m coming in.”

your room is dark, the curtains drawn, and its warmer than the draftier halls are. stepping forward, he looks around. you’re under a big nest of blankets, but sweat shines on your skin.

hastening forward, lucifer strips off his glove, pressing it to your forehead, you’re burning up.

“mc,” he tries again, “wake up.”

your eyelashes flutter a little but other than that he receives no response. lucifer curses, working on getting you out from the tangle of covers. your clothes are damp from sweat and your skin is a worrying color.

picking you up, lucifer carries you to his room, where it’s cooler. he changes you out of your old clothes, putting one of his shirts on you, then sets you into his bed, smoothing your hair back. you still don’t move, or make any indication that you understand anything that’s going on around you.

he hopes it’s just exhaustion. your fever isn’t nearly bad enough to knock you out, and to be fair, he hasn’t seriously tried to wake you up in any extreme way.

quickly making his way to the kitchen, lucifer speeds through gathering everything he needs. a cold compress of asmo’s from the fridge, one of beel’s sports drinks, and a handful of other provisions is what he ends up with, and he wastes no time getting back to your side to set you up with them. once he’s got the cold compress on your forehead and has put everything else on his bedside table, lucifer grabs a real thermometer from the bathroom, one from the human world he was glad he’d had levi order earlier on in your stay.

like he had thought, you weren’t dangerously warm, and all of your other vitals seemed okay. his theory of exhaustion was seeming more and more reasonable, especially when he considers how hard you’ve been working.

there's nothing he can do now besides monitor you and make sure you’re okay, so lucifer pulls his armchair up closer to the bed and settles in. he thinks maybe he’ll be able to get some reading or work done but quickly realizes it’s hard for him to take his eyes off of you.

he’s never seen you this sick before. sure, you’ve had the occasional stomach bug or cough, but it’s never been bad enough to take you out like this. he hopes the flu is all it is. he doesn’t know what he’d do if your fever gets worse or you don't wake up in the next few hours. call solomon and simeon for sure, but aside from that?

he has no clue.

it’s evening when you finally stir, opening your eyes with a small groan. lucifer instantly raises the sports drink to your lips, gently encouraging you to take a few small sips before you speak.

“i feel awful,” you finally say, smacking your lips.

“i’ll bet,” lucifer replies, leaning over to fluff a pillow. “you’ve got a fever and have been asleep for a while.”

“oh.” you sit there for a moment, contemplating. “how’d i get to your room?”

“i carried you.” even though you’re awake and coherent, lucifer still feels off-kilter and worried. “you were sweating to death in your room and the sheets were all gross so i figured this might be better.”

“that explains the shirt, i guess” you say, looking down at your attire. “thanks for doing all of this. i haven’t been feeling great, but i didn’t think it was this bad.”

“of course darling,” lucifer says. “now, are you hungry? you should try to drink and eat some more then go back to sleep.

diavolo steps out into the hall, pulling his robe tight around himself. it was rare for him to wake in th middle of the night and he hopes a drink of water will help him fall back asleep.

planning on just drinking from the bathroom faucet, diavolo’s surprised to see the light in there already on, peeking out from the crack in between the door and the floor. you were spending the night, but what were the odds you were both up at the same time?

after waiting a bit and not hearing the toilet flush or anything, diavolo decided to knock.

“you can come in,” you call, and diavolo thinks your voice sounds kind of weird.

pushing the door open, he’s surprised to see you on the ground, leaning up against the wall of the bathtub.

“are you alright?” he asks, crouching down to get a better look at you. your cheeks are flushed and your eyes are glassy and he’s starting to get seriously concerned.

you wave your hand. “i’ve been better. i think i ate something i shouldn't have,” you explain wryly. “my stomach hasn;t been happy.”

“you mean you’ve thrown up?”

you nod. “yeah, and then i tried to drink some water but that came right back up too.”

“why didn’t you come get me?” diavolo asks, and you laugh.

“and wake you up? no way.”

diavolo frowns. “you should have. i wouldn’t have minded, i promise. you can wake me up for anything, anytime.” you don’t look convinced but he resolves to put the matter aside for the moment, moving onto more pressing matters. “i think i have some stomach medicine, if you want it?”

you nod. “thank you, i’d appreciate that. since there’s nothing left in my stomach, i haven’t thrown up any more, but since i definitely need to drink some more water i think it’ll help.”

diavolo stands. “i’ll be back in a moment,” he promises, hurrying to his room. even though he knows you’re not actively sick, he still feels this sense of urgency, this need to get back to you as soon as possible.

bottle in hand, he finds you in the same position as before, but now your head is tipped up and you look a little more green. you still manage to give him a weak smile, though it’s clearly strained. sweat beads at the edge of your hairline.

“you don’t look too good,” diavolo notes gently.

“wow,” you say. “you really know how to flatter a person.”

diavolo winces. “i didn’t intend-”

“i know,” you say softly. “i was teasing, but i guess it fell flat.”

“ah.” pursing his lips, diavolo waits for you to swallow a pill, taking the bottle back. “let’s get soem water in you and then if you don’t puke, get you back to bed.”

you look sheepish. “actually, the first time i didn’t quite make it to the bathroom, so my room isn’t exactly a viable option. i’ll clean it up though, i swear. i’m really sorry, by the way.”

“silly human,” diavolo says. “don’t even worry about it. this isn’t the first time these walls have seen a sick person. and anyway, barbatos knows a spell to magic it away.”

“if you’re sure…”

diavolo nods, resolute. “i’m sure. now, water.”

you’re able to drink one glass, and then another, and after about fifteen minutes has gone by, diavolo feels confident in getting you out of the bathroom.

“we have more guest rooms, obviously, but my room is always open to you as well,” he offers, and you look at him sharply.

“um, is there one you’d prefer?”

“actually-” and now it’s diavolo’s turn to feel sheepish “-i’d rather be able to keep my eye on you, if you’re comfortable with that. i also keep a wastebasket right by my bed which may come in handy.”

“alright then,” you agree, “thank you. and thank you for taking care of me.”

“of course.” offering you a hand, diavolo helps you up. “next time you get sick, let me know and i’ll be there right away.”

satan raises his eyes from his textbook as you sniffle for the nth time since he’d sat down to his study session with you. you don’t even seem to be aware that you’re doing it, but the noise is grating, and, satan’ll admit, a little concerning.

noticing his stare, you look up from your own work, raising an eyebrow. “what?’ you ask, and you’re voice is a little scratchy.

“are you well?” satan asks without preamble. “i believe you’re coming down with something.”

“no? i’m fine,” you say, but the words are broken with a fit of coughing.

“oh, really?” satan asks, unimpressed. “that didn’t exactly sound ‘fine’ to me.”

you scowl. “it’s probably just a cold. and anyways,” you continue with a little sigh, “i don’t have time to be sick, not with exams right around the corner.”

it’s a noble through, but satan knows that’s not how it works.

“i think we should call it a night,” satan says, bookmarking his page and shutting his book. “you obviously are sick and i can’t concentrate with all of your coughing and sneezing.”

“awww, so you do care.” the words are sarcastic, almost caustic, and the tone takes satan by surprise. the venom seems to take you by surprise as well, as you lean back, rubbing your eyes. “i’m sorry. that wasn’t kind of me. i’m just tired.”

“and sick,” satan adds, and you roll your eyes.

“i’m not that sick,” you argue but another bout of coughs cuts you off. “fine,” you say after a moment, “maybe we should stop for the night.”

the two of you pack up quickly, making your way out of the library within minutes. noticing your shiver, satan wraps his scarf around you, tucking the ends in. you smile then, and he feels a little bit better. upon getting back to the house of lamentation, he instructs you to go to bed then promptly does the same.

satan wakses with a start, catching the end of a knock on his door. “come in,” he calls tiredly, sitting up. he’s only a little bit surprised to see you on the other side; no one else had reason to call upon him.

“satan,” you say, and he sits up even straighter. you sound absolutely awful. “i think i’m sick.”

“you think?” satan stands hurriedly, pressing his hand to your cheek. “you’re definitely warm.” underneath his hand you shake and quiver, teeth chattering.

“are you cold?” you ask, and he shakes his head. “drat,” you mutter. “i was hoping it was just freezing in here.”

“let’s sit down.” satan says as you sway a little, pulling you to his bed. “when was the last time you drank some water?”

“i don’t know,” you reply. “probably a while ago. satan,” you say again, “my throat really hurts.” with that, you begin coughing again, much raspier sounding than earlier.

“i’ll bet,” he murmers. “i think i have some of that throat soothing tea. would you like me to make you some?”

“don’t go out of your way.”

satan huffs out a sigh. “it’s only a cup of tea. besides, if we don’t start treating you now, you’re only going to feel that much worse later. let’s go to the kitchen.”

you stand, and he pauses to hand you one of his pullovers. you're not terribly fevered, so it’s fine for you to put on a few more layers.

“thank you,” you say fervently, pulling it over your head. “i feel like my fingers are ice cubes.”

“the tea will help with that too,” he says as he ushers you towards the kitchen. “if you have to cough again please don’t do it on me.”

you smile. “i’ll try. thanks for helping me out.”

“of course,” satan says. “thanks for coming to me so i could help.”

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salacioushyperfixations · 6 months

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Beel is super secretly clingy, like he won’t show any of it out in public but once you two are alone- he’s gonna hold onto you and be sooooo needy, he’s just a big love bug heh of a demon- and if you need to get up he’s gonna be secretly pouty and unconsciously give you puppy dog eyes.

Yes to all of this!! He always has this need to keep contact with you. Maybe by holding hands or pulling you close by the waist. On movie nights, he sits on the floor, all of his food spread around him, and you settled between his legs, resting against his chest. He loves it so much, he spends more time enjoying the real presence of you than the movie. If you ever get up to go to the washroom or the kitchen then all he can think about is the absence of you and how soon you're returning. He's adorable, really.

Send me your obey me fluff or smut headcannons! Let's chat 'bout our boys!

#i feel like he wouldnt be opposed to being clingy in front of his brothers either #hold your hand while walking to school #kiss you if you ever come to visit him during fangol or his work shifts #beelzebub #obey me beelzebub #beel x reader #potolOver

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smol-and-trashy · 1 year

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Just a Sip, Darling (Obey Me! vore fic)

A/N: Writing in 2nd person is extremely jarring tbh. I kinda wrote MC more insufferable and spicier than intended...oops. Warning: foodplay and semi-unwilling vore. Enjoy!

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Your eyes flash open, and you find yourself in a sea of liquid. It’s dark, tepid, and a burst of chocolate overwhelms your senses. Normally, you aren’t one to complain about an abundance of chocolate, but this was almost too much; it was as if someone kept a perfume sampler strip, topped with chocolate, under your nose and refused to move it.

You aimlessly wade through the liquid. It isn’t very deep, but it’s still mildly uncomfortable to be constantly gasping, trying not to let yourself be pulled to the bottom by the thick chocolate.

You scramble atop the only thing floating in this sea of warm chocolate--you’re grateful it isn’t scalding, but you can’t understand why anyone would get lukewarm hot chocolate. Hot chocolate is in the very name; it should at least be above room temperature. Still, you make it on top of your makeshift raft, and once you look down, your stomach sinks.

You’re on a cat.

Not a real cat, of course. But the impact still hits the same. It’s a cute hot cocoa topping; the liquid isn’t hot enough to completely melt it, so the marshmallow kitty still has most of its form intact. You can’t help but feel a rush of embarrassment about the fact that you’re forced to result to using a marshmallow to stay afloat.

Suddenly, the door opens and the vibrations send waves of cocoa toward you. Bracing yourself, you cling with all you have to the slippery marshmallow fluff as a shadow looms over your hot chocolate lake.

The ripples finally settle, and you look up to find Satan peering down at you, quizzically.

The demon was already tall when you weren’t bug sized, but now he’s reached impossible magnitudes. Only his face fills your vision, while the rest of his body isn’t even visible past your limited line of view.

“Is that you, MC?” His voice booms over you, and you resist the urge to cover your ears--not wanting to lose your grip and slip back into the liquid.

“Y’know me, just taking a bath, normal human behavior and all. After all, hot chocolate happens to be great for the skin.” Considering the circumstances, the words slip out of your mouth with surprising ease.

He blinks and you sigh, your quip wasn’t exactly lost on him, but he was likely one of the last demon brothers to play along with your terrible jokes.

“No, Satan, I’m not okay. I’m literally the size of your thumb. What part of that is normal?”

Satan quirks a brow. “So, you’re in there because...” He trails off, expecting some sort of explanation out of you, but unfortunately, you find yourself fresh out of those. Instead, you gesture with one hand to your edible raft for the demon to fill in the gaps himself.

He doesn’t.

You roll your eyes and push yourself a little further up on the marshmallow, so half your body isn’t sinking into the cocoa. It’s going to be a pain to get these stains out. You halfheartedly think to yourself as you look back up at Satan, who is still waiting for your explanation.

“You know, just wanted to try a new experience and all.”

He doesn’t laugh. His face isn’t completely stoic, though. Thoughts tinker behind those green-blue eyes, unwilling to spare even a glimpse. You sigh, figuring Beel or Mammon would have quite the opposite reaction if they found you instead.

A small grin paints his lips. “You are quite cute like this, MC, but how did you get so small? The only instances I’ve read about humans shifting sizes have unfortunately been constrained to the realm of fiction.” You can sense the underlying concern dripping off his words, and you sigh; your answer will only make him more concerned.

“Don’t remember.”

“What?”

“Yeah. One moment, I was studying up on Devildom history and the next, floating in a sea of hot chocolate.”

He frowns a bit. “I see,” is all he mumbles, but the faint pink dusting his cheeks doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

You open your mouth, trying to coax him to at least lift you out of your mug prison, but a strangled chortle escapes instead. You couldn’t help it! But the moment his eyes flash back down at you, regret seeps in.

“Uh, am I going to be stuck like this?”

“Maybe,” Satan sighs, hands draping over his eyes and he looks back at you. “If this is a shrinking curse, I’ll gather the proper ingredients to reverse it, but if it isn’t... I guess you’ll just have to be patient for now, until we figure out what to do.” He shakes his head.

You groan loudly, sinking further into your mug prison.

“Hmph. I should’ve gotten Lucifer’s help. If only he were here to help me out instead of the ever-so-helpful Satan --- here to save the day with zero ideas and no clue; really played my gacha odds here.” You murmur under your breath, but it sounds loud enough to Satan’s sensitive ears.

“Really now?” Satan leans closer to the cup. “Well, if you think so, then maybe I should make life harder for a certain someone if he can’t find you for a little while.” Satan hums, and your stomach drops. He isn’t going to do what you think he is. He wouldn’t!

Satan plants himself on the chair, and your heart sinks to your stomach; He totally would.

He picks up the cup and raises it to his lips. You feel a shiver of dread run down your spine as he stares down at you with a smug look.

Oh hell no--Frantically, you try swimming away, against the current, from the lip of the mug, but it’s no use.

Satan laughs, “Don’t worry, I would never let anything happen to you, MC.”

Though, you’d like to beg to differ, with his green-blue eyes shining with obvious mirth. The giant blond was getting a kick out of this. “But might as well teach you a lesson about that mouth of yours, darling.”

Before you retort, he takes a sip of the cocoa, swallowing half of it, and you, in one gulp.

You’re pulled deeper into his throat, and it's tight and hot. You can feel the warmth of the hot chocolate as it washes around you. You struggle for a moment, trying to give him a taste of his own medicine before the thick humid heat hits you immediately as you squeeze through the sphincter and free-fall down, with the remainder of the cocoa, into his belly.

You take a moment to grasp your surroundings. It’s not as disgusting as you would have thought. Sure, it’s sweltering and stinks to the high heavens like old spit, but noxious food odors or the acrid bite of acids are surprisingly nonexistent. Chalking it down to Satan not exactly being human, you try exploring your surroundings, but you don’t get very far.

It’s tight and dark. After a few unstable steps, you manage to reach another wall, though, in the darkness, you aren’t sure which direction you are facing in the first place.

You slump against the curved wall, and idly, your fingers trace the soft surface lined with a mucous-like substance. You find yourself strangely comfortable, soothed by the rhythmic churning of the Avatar of Wrath’s insides and the warmth of his body. An odd combination of annoyance and contentment washes over you as the darkness slowly lulls you to sleep.

Outside, Satan flips the page of his book while a hand rests on his middle. He sighs, still experiencing nothing short of utter bliss. It was impossible not to notice MC’s subtle movements and even as they rest, their weight serves as a constant reminder of just how close they are. His eyes feel heavy and he yawns, marking his place in the book and setting his glasses down on the bedside table.

“Rest well, MC~” He purrs, content as he flickers off the light.

He’ll let them out in the morning, but right now, he wants to savor this moment with his little darling.

#honestly it was going to be coffee but idk marshmallows in hot chocolate sound better #yes this was written before that one post of mine #it just takes me eons to finish anything ;A;#wrote this while listening to a shoujo playlist <3 #semi-willing vore #unwilling prey #willing pred #extreme cuddling #extreme cuddles #soft vore #safe vore #v.ore #what tags do ppl even use nowadays? lol #g/t vore #fandom vore #obey me vore #vore writing #shall we vore

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karlswrites · 1 year

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A Red Leviathan

Part three of the Devildom Taxi Service is here! Warning: this is not my best work, and it is not proofread. But, gosh, it was bugging me, just sitting there in my Google Docs. I've already outlined the next brother's story, and I plan on getting it out before the New Year.

I hope you still enjoy it!

Warnings: One slightly suggestive joke towards the end, tooth-rotting fluff, a very flustered Levi

Word Count: 1,690

Due to a rather miserable series of events, the House of Lamentation’s kitchen was no longer available for dinner tonight. You hadn’t been present at the kitchen’s destruction, but you suspected foul play between Beel and Mammon. The two were often at each other’s throats, Mammon’s greed and Beel’s insatiable resembling perfect rivals. It would not be a stretch to assume they had been arguing over Beel’s new carton of Hell Pepper Jelly. Such a fight undoubtedly left a hole in the wall, rendering the kitchen out of commission. You couldn’t help but snicker when you imagined Lucifer’s scrunched nose and brow. He wanted to starve them, but doing so would look poorly on him. He also had you to look after. Taking his family to a simple restaurant and paying for those who hadn’t caused mayhem seemed like a reasonable solution. That’s why you were heading towards Leviathan’s room- to fetch him for dinner.

Climbing the steps that lead to his door, you could already make out thundering game music. The base reverberated from behind the oak door, and there was a triumphant crescendo of brass. Leviathan was, you gathered, fighting the boss of some TSL Spin-Off. A symphony of grunts, screams, and curses accompanied the musical backing. The music had led you to believe the demon had been doing well, but that clearly wasn’t the case. You inhaled sharply through your nose before knocking on the door.

“I’m busy!” Leviathan screamed.

You didn’t expect him to be cordial when raging. His voice rang out against the music. Leviathan gave out a shrill yell; he had been struggling for a while. You gave it a second before you spoke again.

“Leviachan!” You sang.

The fervent keyboard smashing stuttered for a second, and you heard Levi make an unidentifiable noise that was strewn between a gasp and a snort. It was oddly adorable.

There was a moment when you heard nothing but the background music. An image of a red-faced Levi popped into your noggin. His fingers were probably stretched out over several keys, frozen yet twitching. One brow would certainly be cocked, and his fangs would have a tenacious grasp on his bottom lip. You could not see him, but you pictured him as a mess. You didn’t need to see him to know you were spot on.

“Le-vi-a-chan!” You annunciated each syllable in a way that was so unnervingly clear. Levi’s circumstances grew more difficult behind the door with each passing second.

A strangled whine emitted from behind the door, and you got him- hook, line, and sinker. It was time to real him in.

The music cut off. Unsteady footsteps skipped to the door. The large oak door swung open and, leaning along the doorway with a furious blush, was Levi. Just as you had suspected, he looked like a mess. Hands dug deep under his arms, and fangs buried themselves in his bottom lip. For someone screaming ferociously before, Levi was shy now. If you hadn’t spent as much time in the Devildom as you had, this swift change in demeanor would be offputting. Still, it was always refreshing to see how quickly the many sides of Leviathan could show themselves.

Levi’s eyes avoided yours at first, but as soon as he caught yours, he said, “I’m in the middle of a very important battle.” He straightened his back and puffed up his chest. “So what d’ya want?”

It took everything within you not to laugh at the change. Your boy was trying so hard to appear manly, but his face was not helping. Red continued to stretch over his face as he spoke.

“Come on now, Human. I don’t have all day. I’ve never left a game paused for so long.”

“Yes, yes, I know. But I’m here on a mission.”

You give him a toothy grin as you recount Lucifer’s instructions. As you do, you notice Levi’s face fall slightly at the mention of his older brother. Sure, you have always visited Levi’s chambers frequently. The idea of someone else telling you to do so left him uneasy.

“Of course, those two idiots caused a scene. They’re always doing something wrong,” he sighed. His shoulders had relaxed, and the blush had dimmed slightly. “So Lucifer ordered you to come get me for dinner? Fine.”

The poor demon boy removed himself from the way and headed back into the comfort of his cove. Reluctantly, he turned his monitor and PC off, wincing at the whooshing noise the system made as it turned black. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, muttered a small goodbye to Henry, and closed the door to his room.

His eyes flashed over yours as he muttered, “Let’s go, then.”

“Aye aye, Captain!” you called after him.

From behind, you could easily make out his tense shoulders and crimson ear tips. Gosh, you enjoyed teasing him so much. Your words must have landed a critical hit on his heart because the boy remained silent until you reached the scraggly group of brothers waiting on the floor below.

Like a teacher, Lucifer took the group's headcount before announcing where you’d all be eating. Since Mammon wronged Beel, Beel got to choose the eatery. Hell’s Kitchen was the obvious choice. If anyone made even the slightest noise of disapproval, Lucifer smacked the back of their heads. You had to warn Levi can keep his mouth shut. In response, he stuck his tongue at you.

“Careful,” you muse, “I might catch that later.” You winked at him.

Your words left a ferocious blush on the poor guy’s face. He almost had a heart attack right then and there.

“Gah, don’t say that!” he squeaked. Gosh, he was adorable.

“But you look so cute when you blush. It’s a fact.”

After a minute of clutching his heart and hiding his face in his hands, you heard him whimper, “This doesn’t fit my tsundere persona.”

You had to admit that your boyfriend was incredibly self-aware. Even when you first met him, he struggled to hide his flust-rations (that pun was horrible).

“Hey, enough chit-chat back there! It would be a shame if either of you missed dinner,” Luci called from before you. A mischievous glint in his crimson eye caused Levi to blush and grimace. You just snickered and began to walk along with the group, almost leaving your boyfriend behind. He scurried to catch up with you.

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Why Lucifer insisted that you walked, you had no idea, but you hated him for it. The Devildom was boundless, and nothing ever stayed in place. Different locations constantly changed, and traveling was difficult. Especially for you, a human with no power at all. Being the distant descendant of a fallen angel didn’t help. You couldn’t summon any mystical wings or a spirit animal to carry you. It sucked. You were already beginning to sweat; it was disgustingly hot. You felt as though you had been walking for days. Screw the incomprehensible time-thing down here.

“You look like you’re about to pass out,” Levi voiced from behind you.

His blush was long gone, one headphone covering an ear, and he was flipping through apps on his phone. He looked cool both in terms of temperature and aura.

“I might if we don’t get to the restaurant soon.”

You meant it as a joke, trying to shrug off the pressing heat. However, Levi didn’t take it like that. Within a second, his hand was on your shoulder, and he looked worried.

“Really? If you don’t feel well, you should tell me sooner!”

That really didn’t fit his tsundere persona.

“I’m fine,” you lied.

“Bull.”

Levi shut off his phone, removed his headphones, and shoved the articles in his pockets (I’m just convinced these boys have ‘bags of holding’ for their pockets). He darted in front of you and bent down.

“Levi?” you asked. “What’re you doing?”

“Get on.”

“I can walk,” you tried to reason.

“I don’t care. If you keep going on like this, you’re gonna start complaining, and I don’t have the mental capacity to deal with that right now.”

Of course, he needed a reason to justify being nice to you. Levi truly was a romantic soul.

“I’ll be sure to keep it to a minimum,” you retorted dryly.

“Human, I swear, if I have to stay like this for even a second longer, I’m going to throw you over my shoulder,” he paused, “and I think this would be more comfortable.”

Wow, he must really be concerned. You agreed then and clung onto his back. As he stood back up, he made some joke about you being heavy, but he was just kidding. You didn’t weigh a thing to him. Being a demon with immense power had its perks, like being able to pick up adorable humans.

He smelled amazing. This man smelled like the ocean but, like, clean. It reminds you of the ‘Ocean’ scent from a famous store on Earth but much better. His jacket was also soft and cool, and the air around you shifted from depressingly caliente to cool and crisp. You silently thanked the universe that the Sin of Envy found power in the ocean, that he felt like a sunset on the beach at the tail-end of summer. Boy howdy, the relief was incredible.

“Thanks, Levi. Want me to return the favor later?” You asked against his ear. Mans looked like a fire hydrant.

“You couldn’t even walk to the restaurant! I doubt you could carry me on the way back!” He made an excellent point.

“Yeah, sure, but we could see about tonight.” You were such a friggin tease.

“What does that even- Oh, my God. You- you’re evil,” he could barely keep his voice from breaking. You had to lay off the flirting if you two wanted to get to the eatery safely.

“Heh, maybe I really do belong in the Devildom,” you mused.

“Yeah, well you belong to me, and that’s where I live.”

“You belong with me, Levi.”

“Whatever.”

You could see that, from his shoulder, he had a sweet smile on his face.

#obey me leviathan #leviathan x you #obey me fluff #leviathan fluff #obey me shall we date #obey me boys #one shot #fluff #romance #obey me devildom #piggy-back rides

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frenchfrywrites · 2 years

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Can you write about how the brothers would react to becoming really tiny(like 3 inches) because if a spell?

Bros go micro due to a spell!

thank u for the cute request 😌 3in is a little under 8cms

Lucifer

is so pissed by being small.

He doesn't like that you can pick him up easily!

Or at least, that's what Lucifer's telling himself.

He kind of likes the way you bring him from room to room with you. What’s funny is that it’s not like he actually needs your help with moving. He can go into his demon form and fly.

He does need you to keep your eye on him and take care of him though, otherwise Satan and Belphie will put him in a jar like he’s a little bug.

They did it once when Lucifer was denying that he needed your help, and now he refuses to let you leave him on his own.

Mammon

is pretty annoyed but he does like how you baby him.

Fully goes through the five stages of grief at first (gets stuck on denial for a concerning amount of time).

Once he’s reached acceptance he likes to hide in your hair or in your little breast pocket.

He, like Lucifer, can fly around, and he goes on many little adventures when he’s not with you, scavenging coins from under the couch, and flying to your side when he sees a mouse!

He will however, complain that his wings get tired and makes grabby hands whenever he wants to be picked up

Levi

loves it.

It’s like he’s in an adventure anime of some kind! He thinks it's cool and fun!! He can ride Henry 2.0 like he’s a horse!

He doesn’t like relying on you though, it makes him anxious and nervous- convincing himself that he’s a burden.

You have to tell him a lot that he’s not! Give him a lotta kisses to reassure him!

He’ll feel better but there's still cons.

Like he really doesn’t like that he can't play video games at this size.

He will make you play so he can live vicariously through you, sitting on your head and attempting to pull on your hair to control you like in Ratatouille.

Satan

immediately tries to reverse the spell, but he quickly finds that reading is difficult when the book is 10× your size.

He will sit on your palm and ask you to turn the pages for him when he wants to read.

He gets all flustered and blushy when you call him cute.

Gets easily frustrated by the things he cannot do due to his size.

Lucifer picked him up once to try and be helpful, but Satan took it as an insult to his ability and bit him.

When you picked him up he nuzzled into your hand, kissing it softly, and Lucifer rolled his eyes.

Asmo

He is obsessed with how cute he is!

He's like a little doll, and will want you to treat him like one.

Dress him up and make him pretty!

He does a little fashion show in the new small clothes that he demands Levi make for him, and makes you take pictures and post them to his devilgram.

He tells you word for word what he wants the caption to be, and how he wants it tagged.

Almost drowns in the bath so you have to take them with him to make sure he doesn’t. (Y'all seen that little frog in the Tupperware floating around in the bath? That’s Asmo.)

Beel

he is largely indifferent about the whole situation, but he admits, there are some benefits.

He doesn’t have to worry about hitting his head on door frames!

He can “eat less” (he’s eating the same amount theoretically but it's proportional, 1 burger is the same as 20 burgers now)!

He once was in his demon form, flying around, when Barb tried to kill him- mistaking him for a real bug.

Beel was beyond terrified and now relies on you to carry him around.

Belphie

likes to trick you into thinking you've hurt him just so you can kiss him better.

He also likes to hide himself in places and try to scare you.

He realizes he’s gone too far when he falls asleep in one of his hiding spots and you go into a panic.

As soon as he stops being a little bastard he likes to sleep in your breast pocket or curl up next to your face on your pillow when you sleep.

When he turns back to his normal size he tries to get you to continue carrying him around like Beel does.

#cw micro #sfw #rq #obey me!#om!#om! lucifer #om! mammon #om! leviathan #om! satan #om! asmodeus #om! beelzebub #om! belphegor

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obeymeoasis · 3 years

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Demon Bros React: MC Compliments Them Aggresively

Warnings: A generally thirsty MC, Beel’s react has a brief mention of choking.

Lucifer

It was rare that Lucifer had time off during the afternoon and you were fully taking advantage of it.

Holding hands, you were taking a leisurely stroll around the garden. Every few minutes you stopped to point out a flower or a bug that had caught your eye.

“Ooh Luci, look at this one! It looks like a rainbow! Oh my god, it’s so shiny, I love it!”

You heard Lucifer chuckling at you and turned to ask what was so funny when you stood still in shock at the sight before you. The glow of the afternoon sun illuminated Lucifer beautifully, his black hair almost glowing, his face open and happy, smiling at you. He looked absolutely radiant. And you were going to tell him as much.

“Oh my god Lucifer, what is wrong with you?”

Lucifer’s smile dimmed immediately and his eyes narrowed. “Love, whatever do you mean?” His voice was careful and tense.

“I mean, it is illegal for you to look that good! Oh my god! Do you see you? You look like a greek god like what in the actual world!”

Lucifer’s mouth opened in surprise at your sudden outburst.

“How are you even my boyfriend? Like you’re literally glowing Luci. Oh my god my eyes, you’re too bright I can’t even look at you!”

Lucifer blinked a couple of times as if to clear his head. Slowly a satisfied smirk replaced his confused look and he moved to press a kiss against the back of your hand.

“Love, what on earth has gotten into you today?”

“What, I’m not allowed to compliment my boyfriend?”

“Of course you are, although I’d prefer it if the compliments were given in a more... private place next time.”

“...Fine.”

Mammon

Mammon had apparently made some money in one of his schemes and he practically dragged you to Majolish one morning to go shopping.

Once in the store Mammon had sped off in a flurry of activity, adding clothes to an ever-growing pile before herding you toward the dressing room.

"Wait for me outside, okay? Ya gotta tell me how each outfit looks.”

A few minutes later, Mammon stepped out in a pair of dark jeans that hugged his toned legs and a black v-neck sweater that showed off his collarbone. A thin gold chain adorned his neck and the look was completed with a pair of combat boots.

“Well, whattaya think?”

“Mammon. What the hell.”

Mammon’s shoulders drooped a little. “Not good?”

“Mammon. You look so hot. So fucking hot. Like. A supermodel? An icon? You’re stunning!”

He was beginning to blush and you could see how pleased your compliments made him. “O-Of course you think I’m hot! I’m the Great Mammon! I always look good in whatever I wear.”

He expected you to stop at that point and chide him to be more humble but was surprised when you amped up the compliments.

“You do babe, you really do. Look at how long your legs are! And your arms, oh my god. And your chest, wow, I kinda want to lick your chest right now.”

“MC!” Shocked and a little embarrassed, Mammon fled to the inside of the dressing room, swishing the curtain shut behind him. He could feel his cheeks burning.

“Sorry Mams, I’ll stop if you want me to. But I meant every word.”

“...Please don’t stop.”

Leviathan

You were in his room, cuddled on some cushions, watching a new anime together.

Your head on Levi’s shoulder, you were so comfortable that you were close to drifting off to sleep, until Levi nudged your shoulder. “Sorry, I have to go feed Henry.”

You watched Levi sprinkle food into the large tank, his face illuminated by the soft glow. The bubbles and movement from the tank created dancing patterns on his face. As Levi watched Henry eat, he smiled a soft, private smile, and in that moment he looked ethereal.

“Levi, you’re so beautiful.”

Levi’s head whipped around to look at you. “W-What are you talking about?”

You got up and moved closer until you were inches from his face, studying his features. “I’m serious Levi, you’re absolutely gorgeous. Devastatingly handsome. I could honestly stare at you all day. You are so so beautiful.”

With each compliment, Levi’s mouth grew a little bit wider until he was gaping at you.

“I-Is this some kind of joke? Are you making fun of me right now? Why would you- You know how I feel about-”

“Levi, please. Have a little more faith in me. You know I’d never make fun of you. I’m being completely serious right now when I say that you’re incredibly beautiful.”

Levi thinks his brain might have stopped working.

His face is burning, his body is all tingly, and he can’t get any words out?

“Levi? Come back to me, Levi! Hello?” You’re waving your hand in front of his face but you think he might be broken.

You take his hand and slowly lead him back toward the cushions for kisses and more cuddling.

Satan

Reading with Satan was one of your favorite ways to spend an afternoon.

You sat in opposite armchairs and let the comfortable silence fill the room. The only disturbance would be if either of you wanted to share a line or passage from the book you were reading.

Legs curled against your chest, you watched the flame of the candles make flickering shadows against Satan’s bookshelves.

He tapped you on the shoulder and you turned to see his outstretched hand holding his book.

“Love, look at this line.”

You read in amusement as the hero of the story made a witty joke. "That was a good one-"

You turned and saw Satan, his eyes crinkled in laughter, a light blush dusting his cheeks, his lips bitten in an attempt to hold in a giggle.

"Satan... you're so fucking cute."

Immediately one of his eyebrows cocked in confusion. "What-"

"You are so adorable, wow. I want to squish your cheeks and like keep you inside my pocket or something."

"Love, I am the Avatar of Wrath. I am not... cute."

"Yeah? Well I beg to differ. I call it like I see it and right now, I can see that you are the cutest being I've ever seen in my life. The way your eyes light up and you get all blushy. So adorable, I can't stand it."

Satan seemed to be stunned by your exclamation, his features frozen in a mixture of confusion and shock.

You walked over to him and began pressing kisses against his eyelids, on his cheeks, nose, and then finally, lips. "I'm gonna keep kissing you because you're so cute, okay?"

He ended up tugging you against his chest and holding you in a princess-carry, trying to bury his face in your hair so you couldn't see how flustered he was.

Asmodeus

You were in Asmo's room helping him pick an outfit. Well, more like you were scrolling through your D.D.D. while Asmo went through his entire closet complaining about how he had nothing to wear.

He had some sort of big business meeting coming up with a perfume company who wanted his help in designing their new line of products.

Every outfit so far had been beautiful and Asmo looked amazing in each one, as always. You weren't sure how to help him.

"MC, this next outfit is a little different. It's not really my style but it was a gift from the designer so tell me what you think, okay?"

Asmo swished aside the curtain of his dressing room and walked out in a formal black business suit. The shirt was open at the throat, exposing his delicate neck, and he had added a pink pocket square. A large silver watch shone on his left wrist. His shiny black shoes clicked against the floor as he walked toward you.

"So, what do you think?"

"Asmo... If I'm being honest I kind of want you to pin me against the wall right now."

"Darling! You're usually never this forward."

You stood up and twirled him around. "My god Asmo, you look incredible. You look so sexy and professional. Like a rich CEO or something. Scratch the wall thing, I kinda need you to bend me over your desk."

Asmo had never been more surprised by you, but his shock didn’t last long.

"Do you really like it, MC? Do you like when I wear this sort of thing? I should wear suits more often if it means you talking like that. I love this side of you darling!"

He began stalking toward you until your back was gently pressed against the wall, his arms making a kind of cage around you. “Is this what you pictured, MC?” He began kissing you fiercely and you grabbed onto the lapel of his jacket to keep yourself steady.

“Asmo?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Don’t go to the meeting today.”

Beelzebub

You were in the gym with Beel. He was lifting weights and you were bouncing on a medicine ball next to him.

Even though you didn’t exercise at all, Beel said he liked you being there with him. And since it was such a hot day outside, you didn’t mind spending the afternoon in the cool air-conditioned building.

But despite the chill of the room, Beel’s shirt was soaked with sweat. He was lifting enormous weights and you could see the muscles of his arms straining with the effort.

Beel was, well, absolutely ripped. His arms, legs, and stomach all looked like they had been carved from marble. And you spent enough time cuddling with him to know that his body felt exactly like it looked, solid and incredibly strong.

People who didn’t know Beel personally would have found it hard to believe that the demon with an eight-pack had the personality of a hungry golden retriever.

A grunt from Beel startled you out of your thoughts and you realized you had been staring at him this whole time. Uncomfortable at the way his shirt was sticking to his body from sweat, Beel peeled it off of himself.

“Beel?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re killing me here.”

He looked at you in confusion, worried he had done something. “MC, what’s wrong?”

“Beel, do you even see yourself right now? You literally look like sex on legs. How are you even real? I want to touch you all over. But I also kind of want you to choke me.”

“MC!” Beel cried out in surprise and you could see his neck was flushed. “You know I would never hurt you.”

“I know big guy, I trust you.” You let out a low whistle and reveled in how Beel looked, a combination of pleased and a bit embarrassed. “Beel, you’re so perfect. You look like you could protect me from the world.”

“I would you know,” he whispered. “I want to protect you, I don’t want anything or anyone to hurt you.”

You smiled at him. “I know Beel, and I love you for it.” You let the silence hang in the air for a moment. “But also, can I lick your abs?”

“MC!”

Belphegor

It was a rare occasion that you and Belphie were outside, as you both usually preferred to stay in.

You had both woken up late and decided to stop by a local cafe for some lunch because you were too lazy to cook.

Belphie sat across from you at the small table and sipped his tea delicately while you polished off the rest of your sandwich. You had one of your ankles hooked around his.

He was looking out the window, his face turned toward the side, and you used the opportunity to study his features.

Long black eyelashes framed his piercing purple eyes. His silky dark hair stood out against his pale complexion and your eyes traced the high bridge of his nose, the softness of his lips.

As if feeling your stare Belphie turned toward you with a smirk. “Something I can help you with?”

“Belphie... you’re really pretty.”

You could see that you had surprised him a little with your honesty. “You’re so pretty, Belphie. I know a lot of people would kill to have eyelashes as long as yours. And your mouth looks so kissable. You kind of look like a doll. You’re honestly so gorgeous.”

His face was completely blank for a moment then morphed into a calculating stare. “Are... are you being serious right now?” His gaze suddenly turned cold.

“Why would I joke about something like this? I’m telling you right now that think you’re pretty. You’re beautiful.”

Belphie's voice betrayed no emotion. “Nobody’s ever called me pretty before. Or beautiful.”

“Oh, Belphie.” You took his hand from across the table and pressed a kiss against his palm and then the inside of his wrist, the way he did to you all the time. “I’ll repeat it everyday for the rest of my life if you want.”

He scrunched up his nose and whispered, “Don’t. You’re being embarrassing.” But you could tell he didn’t really mean it by the way the corners of his lips quirked up.

He was mostly silent for the rest of lunch, apparently deep in thought, only nodding occasionally at your comments.

When it was time to leave, however, he reached to hold your hand and didn’t let go the entire way home.

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arcadejohn127-9 · 3 years

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How would the demon boys react to some random demon saying that they "went soft" while they were with MC? love your page btw x

Oh ho ho I see! This is going to be fun! And thank you, I love seeing everyone's support!

Lucifer:

Him? Soft? Impossible

The audacity that lesser demon had was almost respectable

But he wasn't going to let it slide

"Perhaps I've been too kind to beings like you, if you truly believe I've grown soft you won't mind me practising my new equipment on you-"

"Luci? What cha doing? I've been looking for you."

As soon as he saw you he didn't even realize the love sick expression on his face

The lesser demon snickered

He realized he didn't keep his mask up

They believed they were going to go free due to his embarassment

But they only made him grip the demons face tighter, his sharp nails digging into their flesh

"not right now, I'm currently putting a demon in their place-"

"oh okay! Don't take too long, you promised you'd help me go shopping, there was a really cute outfit and I don't want to miss it."

"yes, of course, now run along."

You kissed his cheek, thanking him for taking you out

He happily sighed

Quickly placing a kiss on your lips before you left

His head snapped back to the demon with a blood thirsty smirk

"where were we?"

Mammon:

Him?! Soft?! He's got a reputation to uphold!

Like his rep isn't already destroyed by being a bunch of witches servant

Whilst he is feared for his status as a demon, in general his rep is more 'famous guy who Everyone respects but will laugh at him at any given chance'

But Don't tell mammon that

So when a leaser demon says he's gone soft due to you he's insulted

He grabs the lesser demon by the collar, yanking them towards him, pulling down his shades just enough to show off his furious glare

"You're real bold for speaking up against me like that, I'm the avatar of greed! I can destroy your well being with just a slight influence-"

You came marching towards him, brows knitted

"Mammon!!!! Stop picking fights, you promised we'd go to cafe today, I even made sure we'd get matching couples items."

You shoved your phone in his face, showing off the link he sent you

He wanted to go to the cafe due to the couple's coupon and the fact you were allowed matching gifts you can buy

"You Damn human-! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?! The great mammon needs to defend his rep!"

"you're wasting your time, the cafe is going to get packed if we don't go now."

He didn't budge, trying to counter you but you just raised a brow

You let have a few moments before Rollin your eyes

"I'm going without you."

"BABY NO!!! DON'T LEAVE ME-! I'M COMING I SWEAR!"

He immediately hugged you and was pouting, complaining you embarassed him

But he quickly forgave you when you kissed the corner of his mouth, reminding him he couldn't jump into trouble or else his grades will be effected

Lucifers orders of course

Levithan:

"I will summon Loton on you for even perceiving me!"

It was a bold move on the lesser demons part

And today the ocean demon didn't feel like being talked to by anyone so hearing this made it even worse

He raised his hand in the air, magic glowing at his finger tips

The lesser demon gulped, regretting thinking Levi would be easy to mess with

"Levi, don't summon Loton, we'll get in trouble."

He didn't even realize you were there nor did he notice you arrive

He pouted, lowering his arm and started quickly moving his arms as he spoke

"But they're saying I've grown soft! That's insulting to demons! Especially high ranking ones! It's basically saying I'm a loser!"

"As a high ranking demon, just ignore them~ you're just fine~!"

You didn't want to deal with getting levi out of trouble because he flooded one part of R.A.D so you went to save the confident lesser demon

You grabbed his shoulders, nuzzling your cheek on his

He wanted to push you away due to embarassment and the fact it was in public

But he couldn't help but do the same, squishing his face next to yours with a massive blush on his face

"You're not helping-"

"You're great, let's go back home and finish the game we were playing."

The lesser demon was spared.....for now

Satan:

Does he look like the type to go soft?

Sure he was normally a pleasant guy to be around but soft???!

Despite his charming smile and gentle peaceful presence, he was known for being the most aggressive out of his brother's

So some lesser demon saying he's soft? He wanted to just scoff and ignore it but it chewed at him

"Soft...? Hm, you won't be saying anything when I'm done with you, you'll be too busy crying and gurgling on your own-"

"There you are! I wanted to give the book you let me borrow back- am I interrupting?"

You looked between the cowering demon in Satan's grasp

His horns flickering in out and out, his expression immediately going soft when he looked at you

"yes but what did you think of the book? I thought the characterization of the main lead was the selling point of the whole thing."

"oh definitely but chapter 104 had the best arc."

Satan opened his mouth, removing one his hands off the other demons throat to point at the book but his finger curled

Deciding to not argue with you

"I'll have to debate you on that one - excuse me I need to finish it here before I can debate you on arcs, I won't be long."

You nodded, kissing Satan's cheek and gave the lesser demon a sympathetic look

The lesser demon couldn't enjoy their freedom for long as Satan turned back to them, snarling

Let's just hope he decides it isn't worth his time for that demons sake

Asmodeus:

"me? Soft? Honey, I'm never soft~ I'm always hard~!"

The lesser demon cringed

Asmo crossed his arms, deflating slightly as his joke didn't land

Sure he was offended Someone would call him soft

But it's not like really based his reputation as being some intimidating thing, he wanted to be loved and admired!

But being soft can get you disrespected

So something has to be done and asmo is known definitely by his brothers for getting physical when needed

"Don't look so disgusted, you do understand who you're talking to, right? The avatar of lust - I'm able to bring out all your desires, I know you like things rough so let me show just how violent i can get-"

"hey, are you done threatening-flirting? Whatever you're doing, I need help with some design choices."

You definitely didn't know what you walked in but the lustful demon was your best bet to go to

He was currently caging a lesser demon to a wall and harshly gripping their chin

You just wanted a second opinion on your clothing designs!

"I'll be right there! Can you hold on for a moment please?"

You nodded, sensing the angry aura coming off him

"sure, I got wipes in my bag incase you need them."

"you're wonderful, I love you~!"

He sent you a few air kisses as he smiled at you, you shook your head at his affection

You were thankful you didn't look back because as soon as you walked away you heard a scream

And you were pretty sure it wasn't a good one

Beezlebub:

The lesser demon sure had balls to approach this walking mountain

Was no one intimidated by jocks anymore?

They snarled and teased that he was going soft, expecting a reaction

But Beel just glared at them, his resting bitch face coming in handy

"don't talk to me."

It wasn't long before you found him, he was walking through the halls heading to the main door

"heyy Beel-y, What's up?"

"a demon said I've grown soft....have I?"

You blinked a few times, not expecting the question

You definitely didn't expect the Insecure look on his face

The closer you got to him he was definitely a softie, he was always gentle with you and is super kind

To you, he hasn't changed at all

"I think you have from what I've heard but I don't think that's a bad thing, you can still hold your ground and it just means you're letting yourself not be on guard."

"that makes me feel better, you always know what to say - I'm hungry, let's go eat."

You linked your arms with him, both of you smiling

"sure! I heard there's a nice dessert place opening up!"

Belphegor:

"I think you're talking to the wrong demon, I haven't grown soft."

Again, lesser demons are getting too gutsy towards these demon brother's

Belphegor has never woken up and not chose violence

Sure he was a big cuddle bug and sleeping most of the time

But he could be absolutely ruthless -In words and actions!

"Belphie, I'm heading to the study room, wanna join?"

You didn't really care he was about to go toe to toe with another demon

Knowing he was going to win anyway but you did want to give him a chance to get away

He was on thin ice and could be put on house arrest if he kept acting up and pranking people

"I'm in the middle of threatening Someone right now."

"Alright, don't go too crazy or else you'll get in trouble but I'll be waiting, I bought a pillow for you to sleep on~"

You tugged the pillow out of your bag, wiggling abit as you showed it off

You were already walking away before the sleepy demon could say anything else

He glared at the lesser demon

"I'll prove them wrong another time, too much energy wasted if I did it now."

He immediately went jogging after you, looping an arm around your waist and nuzzled his cheek on your shoulder

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minteyeddevil · 3 years

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What’s Mine is Mine

Mammon x GN!MC

Smut/NSFT

(toy usage, slight voyeurism)

Takes place during Ch.4A-C, where Mammon is going through your things, but he ends up finding something much more personal! (Originally written with an afab!MC on my Ao3, but rewrote it to suit GN!MC)

"What's MC's is mine, and what's mine is miiine!~"

Mammon hummed cheerfully to himself as he went through several of your drawers and your closet, searching for anything valuable he could, at least what he told himself he could, pawn off for Grimm. He found mostly casual clothing and several uniforms, nothing that looked really worth a lot of money; until he happened upon a box hidden in your desk.

"Oh? Could this have money in it?" He gave the box a slight sniff. "Nah, doesn't smell like money. Maybe jewelry, or a bank card!?" When he finally opened it, he gave a small scoff of annoyance. "Nope, just chocolate and sweets, feh."

A larger hand took the box from his quickly, and he turned with a small start to see his younger brother Beel, who was now munching on MC's sweets. "I'll take these."

"Of course, if food is around, you're bound to show up, aren'tcha Beel? Guaranteed," Mammon mumbled, before turning around to continue his search for goods in your room.

"What are you even looking for? You know this is MC's room, right?" Beel asked around a mouthful of cookie. Mammon continued to tear through your other drawers, laughing at his brother's question. "Of course I know! I'm looking for anything I can make some money off of. I can't just ask MC for money, so instead I have to look through their things while they are gone. I am sure they have something worth some money in here somewhere. And since I am stuck looking after them, I feel I have a right to take what I want from them!"

Beel gave a slight roll of his eyes, continuing to munch on the chocolate pieces in the box. "You know you won't actually sell their things, Mammon. No matter what you say, you couldn't bring yourself to actually do it."

Mammon looked at Beel with as deep a glare as he could muster. "Don't pretend ya know what I will and won't do! You're talking to THE Mammon, ya know! You bet I would sell their things, hell, I would even sell them if I knew it would turn a good profit! I don't even care about how they feel, THE Mammon doesn't care about any humans! MC isn't special to me in any shape or form!"

"I didn't mention anything about caring about them or them being special, Mammon," Beel mumbled around another mouthful, "besides, even if you did take any of their things, you made a pact with MC. All they would have to do is tell you to bring their things back and you would have to do it. You know that."

Mammom turned away from his brother, practically burying himself in digging through another drawer to hide the blush on his face. "It's not like they would know it was me! I could get away with it no problem!" He stopped suddenly when he noticed a black silky bag at the back of the drawer, and he pulled it forward. "What do we have here?" he whispered to himself, opening the bag. He froze in place when he realized what the object was, closed the bag back up and shoved it back into its spot before his brother could notice.

Thankfully, Beel was too busy shaking the box over his mouth to free up the crumbs from it to notice him. "Just admit it," he finally said with a sigh, tossing the box over his shoulder once it was completely empty. "The truth is you like your human so much that you can't handle but go through their things like this. You aren't going to sell any of this stuff."

Mammon turned on him quickly, flustered. "Are you joking!? Me, care about a human!? I don't care about some stupid human! All they are is demon food, nothing more than bugs to be stepped on! I don't care about anything this damn human does o-or owns or anything! I don't care one bit!"

Beel simply laughed at his mess of a brother. "You could have fooled me, Mammon. Look at how riled up you are getting. So desperate to seem like you don't care when you are practically screaming how much you do. It's kind of cute, actually." He placed a hand on his stomach when a loud rumble came from it, frowning. "Ugh, I'm gonna go to the kitchen and find something more to eat. Try not to destroy their room too bad, will you?"

With that, Beel left the room, leaving Mammon a flustered mess, now staring at the drawer where the silk bag was hidden. His hands shook as he reopened the drawer, and pulled the silky bag out once more. When he opened it again, he flushed instantly, realizing that what he was staring at was in fact a black dildo, that could only belong to MC. Why would they own something like this and leave it where he could so easily find it!? Oh, right...they were hiding it in their drawer, and he happened to find it. Still, would they really need something like this? Couldn't they just...ask him for help, in situations like that? Right. He was just their guard demon right now, so chances were they wouldn't ask him about something like that. Besides, he didn't care about them! He didn't care at all about them!

...Right?

Well...maybe he was more curious than anything right now so...he could ask them about it when they got home. The real issue now was, how to bring it up in conversation.

***

When you finally arrived home from class, you could hear movement coming from inside your room. Cautiously, you opened the door and peered in, only to find Mammon pacing in your room, holding something in his hands and mumbling to himself. You decided to step in and walked up to the pacing demon, placing a hand on his arm to draw his attention.

"Mammon, what are you--!?"

He acted as if you struck him, jumping a foot away from you, hiding the black bag behind his back. "MC! Wh-when did you get home? Why didn't you knock before coming in!?"

You flushed deeply when you realized what he was holding, stepping closer to him to try and take it from him. "Mammon this is my room! I don't need to knock, and you shouldn't be in here going through my things! Give that back to me!"

He moved before you could make contact with him, holding the bag above his head and out of your reach. "Not until you tell me why you have it! Where did you get it? Did Asmo give it to you or something? It looks like something he would own! Why do you have something like this, MC!?"

Your flush only deepened and swatted at his chest over and over until he curled in on himself a bit, giving you a chance to reach up and grab the bag from his hand. "Hey, give that back! You didn't answer my question!" he hollered, lunging for you.

You moved out of his reach this time and ran towards your door, swinging it open and pointing out. "Leave, now! I don't need to explain to you why I own...certain things. Now go!"

Mammon frowned, moving towards the door, but instead of leaving, closed it and locked it. He turned on you and seemed to tower over you, hands on his hips in annoyance. "I have a right to know what my human owns, so I went through your things, big whoop. I found this sex toy, and I want to know why you own it, so I would answer me if I was you before I decide to eat you. So, answer me, MC!"

You swallowed thickly at his threat, his voice getting lower and turning into a growl as he spoke. You clutched the bag to your chest, stepping back a bit from him until finally giving a deep sigh of defeat. "I got it because I've been feeling...needy, okay? Asmo told me of a place in town I could get one, no he didn't help me get it," you added when you noticed the glare on his face, "but I just...wanted something to take care of myself with. That's it. Happy now?"

You felt shame wash over your body at being caught with your toy, but you finally gave this damn demon the answer he was hounding for. You were silently hoping that would be good enough, that he would be satisfied with your answer and finally leave you alone; but instead, he stepped closer, forcing you to back up against the wall of your room and tower over you once more. He looked down at you with hunger in his eyes; a different kind you hadn't seen before. He was even slightly pouting at you.

"Ya know, MC, if you really needed help in that department ya coulda just asked me instead. I, ugh, I don't mind...taking care of ya if you really need it. Hell, you should be flattered I'd want to take care of you like that! The Great Mammon doesn't offer things like that to just anyone, ya know."

A deep blush took over his cheeks and you felt your heart flutter in your chest. "I...I didn't think you would be interested in me like that…"

He flared suddenly. "Are you dense!? Humans really are so dumb! I--" He stopped himself, taking on his cool facade once more before giving too much away. "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. But right now, I am offering to take care of you, so if I were you, I would jump on the opportunity. Besides," he took the bag from your hands quickly, "I'm curious as to how you use this thing too. So why not let me, ya know, watch?"

You squeaked, pulling the bag away from him once more and darting out of his shadow against the wall. "Watch me!? You're joking! Mammon, this is all so sudden, I couldn't let you do any of that!"

He was on you once more, and he walked you back towards your bed, pushing you back on it as he hovered above you. He gently pushed your bangs from your forehead, and gave you a smirk. "I don't see what the big deal is. You're needy, and I'm willing to help the poor human out. The least you can do for me first is show me how you play with your toy. It's not that big of a deal, is it?"

You swallowed the lump forming in your throat, looking away from his face and around your room for any form of escape, until he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him once more. "C'mon MC, dontcha think it'll be fun to do with your sweet and amazing Mammon?" He leaned his head forward and placed a deep kiss against your lips. You instantly melted into his touch, giving a soft sigh as he deepened the kiss, nipping at your lip for entry into your mouth. He pulled away all too soon, making you whimper at the contact.

"So, is that a yes?" he teased, and you flushed deeply, but rolled your eyes at him.

"Okay...I'll do it."

He grinned widely at you, and shifted on your bed to give you space to finally move. He sat at the edge and watched your every move intently as you stood to strip off your uniform, leaving you in your green shirt and underwear. You went to your drawer for a moment to grab a little bottle from it and returned to your spot on the bed, blushing furiously at the excited look in Mammon's eyes. You finally removed your underwear and wanted to hide when you saw his mouth slack open from staring at you. It took everything in him to not dive in on you while you spread your legs to use your lubricant on your entrance. When you finally pressed the head of the toy to your hole he felt his breath catch in his chest when you whined at the pressure of it slightly stretching you. He watched you rub it against yourself, your eyes fluttered closed, and finally when you pushed it in, he let out a small moan along with yours.

You let it sink deep into you, pulling it out slowly and pressing it back in just as slow. You were embarrassed to be on display like this but at the same time, excited it was Mammon watching you. You let your eyes open for a moment and let out a small squeak when you noticed he was staring fully at your hands working on yourself.

Ever the impatient demon, he scooted closer to you, placing his hand on yours that was moving the toy in and out of you. "Let me take over, babe," he whispered to you, taking the toy and pressing it fully inside you. The sudden fullness made you gasp and buck against the toy, and he smirked down at you, pulling it all the way out only to slam it back into you. You didn't expect him to want to participate; but it was the Avatar of Greed here with you. He was bound to want to take over at some point.

"M-Mammon!" His name came out in a gasp when he hit a particularly sensitive spot, and he realized he desperately wanted to hear you say his name again. He used the toy on you a bit longer but soon pulled it from you and flung it across the room. You cried out at the emptiness and glared at him for a moment before realizing what he was doing.

"Fuck, I can't hold back anymore," he grumbled, scrambling to his feet to discard his clothing. He climbed atop you, and you bit your lip when you saw his full length against your middle. He looked clearly bigger than your toy and you couldn't help but rub against him as he pressed down on you to slick up his shaft with your lubed entrance. "Better be ready, babe, cause I plan on filling you to the brim," he growled against your lips before kissing you deeply and delving his cock deep inside you.

He allowed you a few seconds to adjust, before pounding into you over and over. You could feel the tip of his cock brush against that one spot deep inside, making you see stars with each thrust. He only sped up his tempo when you began to tighten around him, your nails digging into his back as he did so. His name tumbled from your lips over and over like a mantra, and he thrilled in hearing them, becoming harder inside you. Finally your vision went white and you tightened around his cock, milking him until he finally came along with you, filling you up with his seed.

He let himself collapse on top of you, burying his face in your neck and inhaling deeply. You could feel him still buried deep inside you and you let out a high moan when he reluctantly pulled out. He rolled you both onto your sides, pulling you into his arms tightly as he nuzzled your cheek.

"You don't need that stupid toy," he grumbled by your ear. "See? I'm far better than that hunk of rubber. If ever you feel needy like this again, just call me, and if I have the time, I'll come take care of you. Maybe," he teased, going back to his usual self.

"Well what if you don't have time? I need it just in case--"

"No!" he growled, hugging you possessively. "I will always make time for you, MC."

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me nsft #mammon x gn!reader #mammon x mc #gn!mc #mammon #fanfic

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moemammon · 3 years

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Hi there! I finally snapped and walked out of my shitty job after being there for almost 3 years, so could I please request the brothers reacting to the MC finally quitting their horrible job that they've been encouraging them to for months? Thank you!!! <3

Congrats on Quitting! (Feat. the Demon Bros)

(There's nothing like the sweet sweet release of leaving a shitty job, but it ain't an easy task. Good for you! 😤💪)

Lucifer

He's seen the way your job has been affecting you. The weary look in your eyes, the way your joints constantly ache, the dread on your face when you'd soon have to go into work. Trust him, he knows the feeling all too well.

Naturally he tried giving you that push to leave, but he knew he couldn't make the decision for you (as much as he wanted to). He’d just have to wait until you made the move yourself.

So when you DID? Oh, he was so relieved. He never doubted that you had it in you. Extremely proud of you for taking that leap of faith, and he won't let you regret it.

You're 👏 getting 👏 spoiled 👏

"Where would you like to have dinner? I'll make reservations at once." "...Why are you giving me that look? Obviously this calls for celebration. I won't be taking no for an answer."

Mammon

Even Mr. Money Bags himself knows that no amount of money is worth suffering over (uh, at least not suffering for three years straight)

He's been bugging you to quit for forever now. "If it's money ya need, I can introduce ya to way better jobs! There's this guy I know that can set ya up with something real nice-"

When you announce you've finally quit, he literally sweeps you off your feet and shouts for joy. Fucking FINALLY! He was getting worried, always seeing that gloomy look on your face.

And now? You're not gonna be spending much money. He's spending for you, buying whatever you need (and everything you don't need). You're unemployed, so let him spoil you!

"Nuh uh! Don't even THINK about bringin' your wallet with ya! Didn't I say I'd be payin' today?? Just worry about relaxing a little, and let The Great Mammon take care of everything' else!"

Levi

Working irl was never something that interested Levi, unless he was doing volunteer stuff at concerts and conventions. But seeing what you're going through? Yeah, that's exactly why he stays home.

He's tried to ease your nerves by inviting you over for games and tv, but there's only so much that Ruri-chan can do for an overworked human.

So the moment you announced leaving your dead-end job, he was over the moon! This obviously calls for a movie marathon night! He's got plenty of recommendations, but it's probably best if you pick, right?

Trying his best not to overwhelm you with his excitement, but he can't wait to start spending more time with you!

"Seriously? You finally quit?! That's... that's great! That means you'll be home all the time, and-! Er... if you wanna come over, my door's always open for you!"

Satan

Literally told you right away that you should quit. He's not so oblivious that he doesn't notice how you're being exploited.

You're a hard worker, and your worth was being taken advantage of. Why would he want to sit around and watch you wither away? It annoyed him to no end.

So he did all he could to convince you to leave, suggesting alternative career paths, mentioning he could help you find something, but only you could make that important decision.

And BOY was he thrilled when you decided to leave. He congratulated you immediately, then proceeded to let out every insult aimed toward your job that he’d been holding in this entire time.

"They weren't good enough for you, so I'm glad you've finally realized that. If you want, I could leave them with a 'parting gift' to show them just how much you loved your job? I can even whip up something special for your boss."

Asmo

All the days you had to suffer working at a place like that.. You always looked HAGGARD coming home, and he hated it!

But now that you've quit working at that terrible place? Asmo's gonna make up ever single day that you could've spent pampering yourself. Also tried convincing you to start an OnlyFans-

He'll make sure you're so relaxed and cared for, you'll completely forget about all the grief your job put you through. Work? Who's she??

Massages your shoulders while you tell him stories of all the shitty customers and coworkers you've had to deal with. Spill the tea, hun. Speaking of tea, do you want him to top off your glass for you?

"Ive been worried sick about you, you know! Instead of working, you ought to just stay home with me instead! I know plenty of ways to make money without having to leave the house, after all~"

Beel

He always tried making sure you ate well before you left for work, but it didn't seem to be enough to keep you from being worn out when you got back.

He even tried suggesting that you workout with him to relieve stress. But after a hard day at work, it's understandable that you didn't want to move much.

Beel wasn't the type to outright urge you to quit, since it's nice to have a way to earn money, but after seeing the metal toll it was taking....

He couldn't have been happier when you announced you'd finally quit. Like Lucifer, he immediately wants to celebrate! This calls for eating until you're about to burst! Do you want Madam Scream's? He'll get you a lifetime supply of blackberry cheesecake, too!

"Since you're finally free from that place, we'll be able to spend more time together. It's been lonely, not seeing you as often. The food tastes better when I enjoy it with you, so let's eat together from now on, okay?"

Belphie

Sometimes, you were such a hard worker that it exhausted Belphie to even look at you. But he knew you were only human, and your stamina wasn't as limitless as you tried to make it out to be.

You were growing weary, both physically and mentally, and he could tell from a mile away. Was it really worth all this hassle just to make a buck or two?

He certainly didn't think so, and tried to get you to see it from his point of view. Just find something easier to do that wouldn't wear you out, you know? Or be unemployed. You know his brothers won't let you stay broke-

You tell him that you've finally quit, and Belphie can't help but smile. He won't admit that he was getting worried for your health, but you can tell from the way his expression relaxes.

"The hard worker had finally joined the lazy side, huh? That means you'll be able to make up for all the lost sleep, and I think we should get started right away. No objections, no objections. Come here." ".....I missed holding you like this."

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Obey Me x Heat

Obey Me - Satan and Leviathan Head-canons

Prompt: ‘I’m in heat’

Warning: NSFW, Female MC.

Satan:

The avatar of wrath had learned to keep his emotions in-control, harvesting his anger and reining it in. But when heat comes it’s all thrown out of the window.

“Fuck you smell so good,” Whispered between his lips as he presses wet kisses to your weak spot on your neck. The blonde pushing you against the dusty bookcase in the remote corner of the library, a section that doesn’t look like it’s had contact for years, grinding into your waist from behind as he presses his erection to you through the layer of your clothes. “This fucking heat man… I don’t think I can wait to get back,”. One hand pops the button of your jeans, a deep groan from his chest to slide his hands down the fabrics of your clothes to feel the dampness of your underwear, “Oh kitten, it appears you can’t either,”. The shuffling sound of jeans unbuckling and material shifting comes from behind you, cool air hits your skin as he pushes your jeans down just enough, pulling your underwear to the side to feel his pulsing heat pressing against you, “Don’t scream too loud now kitten, we don’t want anyone to catch us,”.

Normally prefers you naked but in heat he’s weak for you in lingerie. Especially white. Feeling as if he’s tainting you and stripping you from your purity.

Sharp teeth curl around the waistband of your panties, tugging them slightly before letting the material ping back against your skin. A small yap from your mouth follows causing a sinister chuckle from him. “Hush now kitten,” He purrs, teeth now licking down the stream of your underwear until it means the damped material between your thighs. Jewelled green eyes tinted with yellow meet yours, dominance and power pulsating from them as he rips them clean off your skin with an audible growl. Hands spread your thighs so he can delve his face where the cloth was sitting only milli-seconds ago, inhaling deeply before biting his lip hungrily, “You’ve been a good girl kitten, let me reward you”. No chance to register his words as lips suckle against your clit, rolling the delicate numb between his teeth leaving you at his mercy.

Want to see him lose all self-control? Dress up as a kitten, ear pieces, a bell collar, a cream bralette with matching underwear and he’s gone. Call him master for bonus points and you won’t leave the bedroom for the whole duality of his heat.

On the war path when it comes to his emotions, sparks flying between him and Lucifer before Beel’s even had his second breakfast. A lot of these emotions are pent up and spilled into his actions, thrusts fuelled by his attitude.

“Fuck,” It ripples off the walls and ceilings, loose items on the near by desk rattling from the volume on his groan. An argument with Lucifer had set his anger ablaze, demon form breaking through as his chest heaved whilst he gritted his teeth. That anger now reflected into his actions, dragging you by the wrist to his room and within minutes he had you pressed against the wall, bouncing you off his cock with no-end of stopping. “Satan!” You cried but it got lost in your throat, words lost as you felt another wave of release coming over you as he pounded against that delicate spot inside you. Bruising you from the inside whilst his fingertips left marks upon your waist. The sheer intensity ripped through you, leaving you a boneless mess in his arms as he continued to thrust into you. “One more baby, I’m close,” A hint of softness beneath his storm brewing eyes. His tail snaking up your thigh to rub circles of your clit, pace never faltering in a display of his strength continuing to move you over him. Small hands move from the back of his neck to fist his horns, gripping them with urgency as he pushes you over the edge one more. The growl that leaves him would wipe fear into any living being, dark and angry as he spills violently inside you, cock pulsing and twitching until he’s fully spent.

Leviathan:

He’s the kindest of the brothers when it comes to heat, trying to hide it from you as if ashamed. But it’s only because heat brings out the darker side of him, the fine tuned self-control just slipping from his grasp.

“Levi, I refuse to have this anymore, what is going on with you!” You snap, cornering him in the living room, the first time you’d seen him in days. “It’s nothing I’m fine,” He grumbled unable to look you in the eye, his cheeks flushed red. “It’s your- your heat isn’t it?” You questioned, only to be met with a meek nod of his head. “I don’t want to hurt you, I just- the urges are so much, I- I’ve jacked off several times in the night but it’s not enough,” Levi finally opening up to you. “I mean… I could always help, it’s not as if we haven’t been having sex for months already,” You let out a light laugh, “I miss you, I miss being intimate with you,”. Taking a step forward and leaning into his purple hair, catching his lower lobe beneath your teeth causing a hiss from him, “Beside, I want to see what real demon Leviathan is really like when he gives into his needs,”. No more was said but a groan, Levi gripping you and pulling you down on the nearby sofa with his lips attacking yours.

He tries to continue his life like normal during heat, you and gaming being his number one priority, often mixing the two together for his pleasure.

Riding him in reverse, his tail swiping of your clit as his forefinger and thumb tugs your nipple, his left typing endless commands on his computer whilst playing games like normal. His teeth latch on to your ear, sucking it before tugging it proving to be the end of you as your walls pulse over him, letting your body rock to the waves of pleasure. “Tch, I though I made it clear you wasn’t to come until I finished this level, it’s a good thing my headphones are off, I don’t want anyone hearing the noises but me,” Biting again at your ear before sucking a red mark upon your neck, ‘Guess we’ll have to restart since you put me off,”. “Levi- Levi please,” You whimper, fingers digging into your thigh in desperate ache for him to give up his game and just fuck you properly. “Sorry my love, but you knew the rules, only once this level is finished will I give you what you really need, now be a good girl and let me finish or this time I’ll edge you until I’ve completed the whole game”.

He collects scratches on his skin and wears them like medals of honour, using them as a silent claim to you. After all the god of envy has to prove your his to keep his brothers away, often making them the jealous ones.

“The fuck is that!” Mammon scowled, Leviathan purposefully lifting his arms up so his hoodie would show the deep red scratches peaking from underneath. “Oh nothing, just a few tokens of appreciation from ____” He can’t help but smirk seeing the blood raise into Mammons head. “The human is mine!” He snarled, fists slamming down and standing up. “Funny that it’s my name she’s screaming,” Leviathan threatened, taking a step forward into the kitchen. Just as Mammon was about to throw something quick witted back, you called for Levi. “Babe, I didn’t realise how flexible I was, do you think we could do that one from last night again, it just hit all the right…” You mindlessly rambled, stepping out from his bedroom in just his shirt which skirted back your bum, “Spots… Fuck…”. Your face went as red as Beel’s hair, not realising the audience that was in the kitchen, all of the brothers bugged eyes and opened mouths to see you with deep bite marks tracing up your neck and collarbone. “Sure whatever you want babe,” Levi winked, quickly pushing you back into his room before his brothers could gawp any longer. Him and Lucifer could have swapped demonic titles in that moment, the prideful one lustfully jealous, whilst the jealous was beaming with pride.

Lucifer and Beel - Heat

Mammon and Asmodeus - Heat

Belphegor -Heat

Diavolo - Heat

Obey Me - Masterlist

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The Brothers Animal Forms

I know animal forms are something talked about a lot, but... I also wanted to chip in my two sense on the matter <3

Also thank you to the Discord server pals for inspiring this. All chosen for fun rather than realism.

general head canons

while they can choose what animal they turn into, it takes extra energy to maintain a form that isn’t their familiar animal

they can’t exactly how that form appears, so their appearance for that form is consistent each transformation, but not necessarily the same compared to other forms

Lucifer

His default animal form is, unsurprisingly, a peacock. He’s been known to occasionally turn into a bat or a wolf if the need arises.

His feathers are solid black and shiny and his tail feathers sport blindingly white eye stalks (if you stick him in a dark room they glow!!)

If he has to go with you while shapeshifted, he WILL park himself right on your shoulder like a cantankerous shoulder ornament. His tail feathers are always draped over your shoulder, looking like a kick ass cape and if he tucks his head around your neck just right, he could be mistaken for a weird and clunky accessory. He does eventually get to be too much for your shoulders (bc these bastards weigh like 20 pounds, its ok at first but after awhile it gets HEAVY)

Even as a bird, he has a stare that would make all but the hardiest turn tail and run and given that peacocks are dicks and prone to violence, no one would think twice about getting close. (it goes double when they realize holy shit its the freaking Avatar of Pride)

You’re going to be hard pressed to convince him to turn into anything else. His wolf form closely resembles Cerberus but don’t mention it or accuse him of loving his dog, he’ll deny everything.

If you try to convince people Lucifer is your emotional support animal, he will bite you when no one is looking. Affectionately and in a very unsexy manner.

Mammon

Default is a magpie, shiny black with a big white patch upon his chest. Sees no reason to turn into anything else. (I can see him taking a liking to ferrets just to hang off your shoulder like a floppy noodle)

Mammon refuses to NOT go with you, so he’ll sneak his little birdy butt into your bags when you go somewhere and hide out until you get somewhere he can (spy on) guard you from afar.

He’s found its a lot easier to snitch anything that catches his eye when he’s a bird, but he also doesn’t.... really have a way to distinguish bird instinct saying “oh, shiny. must keep” and “oh that’s something actually valuable” and at the end of the day he has more stuff that bird brain thought was valuable than things that are actually valuable.

Might explain why he tends to get away his thievery.

Leviathan

Itty bitty little snake!! Only alternative is Very Big snake. Bigger than a house. Could probably bite a ship in half (are we sure that’s a snake and not his true form??)

Narrow face and dark sleek scale. Longer than he is thick (wait are we still talking about snakes or- *bonk*)

Wraps himself around your neck like a scarf, and as much as he wants to hide away from prying eyes, could NEVER work up the courage to hide himself in your clothes, especially wrapping around your torso. What, are you trying to give him a heart attack or something!?

Please bring a sufficiently large enough bag for him to hide in, he can’t take all the stares.

Has the most boopable snoot. Do it. He’ll be upset if you do it in front of anyone.

Satan

Despite the current reputation of the unicorn in pop culture, there’s a reason they’re Satan’s familiars. The real ones are spiteful creatures and prone to fits of mischief.

But unicorns aren’t exactly..... inconspicuous or allowed into enclosed spaces. So he does have alternatives he often turns to instead. Go ahead and guess what he turns into...... If you guessed a cat, you are correct.

As a unicorn he’s a pale sandy color, with slender legs, hoof ‘feathering’, the traditional tufted tail, and a branching, jagged horn.

Cat Satan is rather petite, and ginger in color and the type of cat that will knock over a full glass of water for your attention. PET HIM DAMMIT. (Also has a boopable snoot, more receptive than Levi)

If you must bring him along as a cat, he will insist on trying to balance on your shoulder. Eventually gives up and settles for letting you cradle him oh so gently as you walk.

... It’s not that bad. Oh wait, is that Lucifer staring him down? Suddenly its become the best and only way to accompany you places. take that you cantankerous bastar-

Asmodeus

Scorpion bab. As much as he finds beauty in his insect familiar, they’re not for travel. Can usually be found as rabbit instead. (insert horny joke here) The prettiest little bun you’ll ever see. Has also been known to turn into a sparrow and a stag.

Tiny bun, can fit in your hands for optimal ease of carrying. Champagne colors, with cute lil droopy ears and a dark nose.

He insists you carry him with you one of two ways. On your shoulder and continuing to pet and cradle him or in a fashionable bag. No compromising on it either.

Adores the attention he gets from strangers. He is rather adorable, isn’t he? <3

Wait, Asmo stop charming people into giving you more pats you fiend.

Good luck getting untangled from all the crowding people.

Beelzebub

A fly. Has been known to turn into other bugs (mostly beetles) and not much else.

As a beetle, he’s a very bright and vibrant red color.

He’s followed you around as a fly before and it was ok for a bit.... but you keep mistaking him for a regular fly and swatting him, much to your horror. Its ok, he knows you wouldn’t have if you remembered (somehow that makes you feel worse than if he’d been upset)

Eventully he opted for the beetle instead (its not any less confusing some times but the number of swats goes down significantly)

You don’t know why, but for some reason you were possessed to bedazzle beetle Beel exactly once. He came out so very pretty. You even managed to tie a ribbon on one of his atennae. Very pretty indeed. You still have pictures of the incident.

Beel was a very good sport about it.

Belphegor

Cow man. He refuses to turn into anything else. Too much effort. Once he turns into a cow, you’ll have a cow on your hands for quite some time, finding that he doesn’t care enough to turn back just yet.

Fuzzy cow, very long fur, droopy ears, and big soulful eyes. Wicked dangerous horn, though. He’s tried to trample Lucifer a large handful of times, Diavolo at least twice, and tried to gore Satan once. (Satan won that battle and he decided never again)

You’re not getting him to go anywhere. Even if he could be convinced to physically moce somewhere, its not like anyone is gonna let a whole cow in.

And so, for a great many reasons, cow Belphie happens very rarely

He makes for a wonderful pillow though.

#i had too much fun with these #i also put a liiittle too much thought into the sparrow and stag for asmo #he just seemed like both so i looked it up #liked what they were associated with and kept it #obey me headcanons #obey me humor #obey me shitpost #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me scenarios

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astaroth1357 · 4 years

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The Demon Brothers got Hexed and now They're Babies. Good Luck, MC!

Lucifer

Both adorable and bossy at the same time.

If he wants something it has to be NOW or he'll fuss incessantly.

Attempts to order his brothers around still like they're his minions, but since none of them can form words very well it's just him assertively speaking near-gibberish in their general direction.

Unsurprisingly, his “orders” get completely ignored by everybody for once in his life, including his caretaker. Gets very frustrated when not listened to and will throw a mini-tantrum but will tire out very quickly and just take a nap wherever he's at.

Likes to try and boss MC around the most but it’s pretty easy to cave because he gets so dang giddy when someone finally does what he wants. Smiling baby Lucifer has to be one of the most precious sights in all the Devildom.

If you don’t think Diavolo is going to take it upon himself to act like his big brother through this whole thing, you’re wrong. The dude is loving this and will play with Luci all day if someone doesn’t step in to stop him.

After everyone is better he will demand that any and all pictures/videos of him get chucked into the sea. They won't be but, hey, he tried.

Mammon

Is there really any difference? 😆

Jokes aside, he's one of the clingest of the bunch and has to be held for a little bit every hour or else he gets grouchy.

Keeps putting shiny things in his onesie and ends up dragging them along behind him wherever he goes.

Pretty much will not share anything that's he's taken a liking to, be it toys, food, or people. The MC especially. He will try to physically drag his brothers away from what’s his if it comes down to it.

He's somehow everybody's favorite playmate and seems to know it too. If one of his brothers gets sad then he'll be right over to comfort them into playing again.

He's the only one who can wake up baby Luci from his naps without him getting too grouchy.

He's gonna sell a pretty penny on all the pics of his adorable little self. He also stole most of the footage of baby Lucifer playing with Diavolo to do the same. Hope the Grimm will be worth it when he finds out 💀

Leviathan

Cries. So. Damn. Fast.

One of those skittish kids that scares pretty easily and doesn't feel very comfortable around new people. Will be clinging onto somebody at all times and standing behind the MC’s legs is a favorite hiding spot.

Oddly fascinated by toilets and seeing how much he can flush down them. If it fits in the bowl, it ain't safe. Someone keep an eye on Henry…

Absolutely loves bathtime. Few things on this planet can claim to be happier than a little Levi buried under some soap suds. His grin could power the Devildom AND Las Vegas with some left to spare.

His tail is juuust starting to grow. He bawled his eyes out for hours once when Belphie "accidentally" yanked it (the little shit…)

Mammon is lowkey his emotional support friend.

Will likely be mortified later by the sheer amount of his own figurines he tried teething on. Thankfully, he was usually stopped before causing lasting damage.

Satan

Lil'brat #1

Is he the sort of kid who will push buttons just to see the reaction? The answer is yes, yes he is.

Does he throw the most ungodly temper tantrums ever known to demon kind for seemingly no reason at all? Yes. Yes he does.

Is he probably the reason that manners aren't just enforced, but fucking inventing? Absolutely.

Will he quiet the fuck down the second someone shows him a cat; real, picture, or otherwise? Oh yes. Right away.

More or less best dealt with by giving him a tablet with cat videos. He’ll settle right in and coo at the screen for hours. Otherwise, their father have mercy on your patience (and breakables).

Will apologize for all the trouble he caused when the hex wears off… (but he remembers all of it and fucking relishes that he got the chance to be That. Nasty. with no long-term consequences. Good times…)

Asmodeus

That one kid who doesn't get the concept of stranger danger at all.

Super adorable and friendly but prone to wandering off and trying to make friends with anything that moves.

That includes bugs, Henry 2.0, Diavolo, Barbatos, the angels, Solomon, that guy down the street, his hungry looking hellhound… Any time he makes a new “friend” he has to excitedly show them to the MC like they’re his new favorite thing ever.

Basically the reason those leashed toddler backpacks were invented.

Can be easily distracted by his own reflection in a mirror. He'll watch himself in rapt suspense for way longer than he really should.

He and Mammon fight over shiny things. While Mammon just stockpiles them, Asmo will try to wear them as hats.

Is going to be incredibly pissed if there's not at least an entire album's worth of pictures of his little baby self when he returns to normal. It's a one-in-a-lifetime Devilgram opportunity here!

Beelzebub

Will eat anything. Literally. Anything.

You think having practically no teeth will stop him? He has the jaw strength of a crocodile!

Can't be left alone in nearly any capacity because he will try a bite of whatever he gets his hands on. Tables, cushions, chairs, toys, remotes, nothing is safe...

Teething toys are a must for him, but he's going to go through a lot of them pretty quickly. Open up your wallet, MC, before he takes a bite out of that too.

Eats far too fast for his own good and gets food everywhere. It's best just to feed him without clothes on then hose him down afterward.

If he's not eating (or trying to eat) something then he's looking for cuddles. About the only thing that he doesn’t try taking a bite out of is MC, though it might be best to keep him fed so we don’t have to test that.

Doesn’t mind the photos, but might be a little disappointed that he doesn't remember tasting the couch… It always has reminded him of marshmallows...

Belphegor

Is either the easiest child to deal with in the world or Lil'brat #2. There is no in-between.

One of those kids who will gladly put themselves to bed and sleep through a hurricane if left alone.

Is also lowkey pretty aware that this means there’s a lot less attention on him and he will cause mischief when bored.

Obsessed with "drawing" on walls. Mostly portraits(?) of either himself or Beel, but occasionally one looks like the MC. Wherever he keeps finding the markers is a complete mystery.

Will also instigate fights with his brothers. Takes Mammon's favorite toys, throws Satan's tablet, pulls Levi's tail, etc. Tries to look like all cute afterward but he knows what he did and so does everybody else, the stinker. 😖

Nap buddies with Lucifer and they can often be found sharing his, now oversized, cow-pillow together.

Afterwards, he'll enjoy hearing the stories of his reign of terror but also kind of misses having that great excuse to nap all day.

#obey me #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me shall we date #obey me reactions #shall we date #shall we date obey me #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me scenarios #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub

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kikyan · 3 years

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Yandere Beelzebub Headcanons

These are my interpretations of his persona and none of these are 100% accurate. I don’t condone any of these actions in real life and all of this is purely fictional. These will contain spoilers for the game so tread cautiously.

Beelzebub seems to be a favorite among many players and honestly, it’s not that hard to see why. Beelzebub strikes me as an overprotective, possessive, and clingy yandere. There isn’t as much as the others whom I have written already, but that’s because I don’t see him as a dangerous yandere.

When the MC starts to get to know him and understand the situation with Beelzebub and Belphegor, it’s clear to see that both Lilith and Belphie mean a lot to him and that he holds himself accountable for what happened. He would seem slightly reluctant to get into a relationship with anyone, primarily because I see him having some hesitation and overthinking, will I mess this up? Once he is assured that he can, by himself or his brothers, he will indulge himself in his sin.

The kind of S/O that I see Beelzebub with would be anyone really, I think that anyone could be a match with anyone, but there are some things that just make the relationship click a lot faster. For Beelzebub I see him thinking about a kind S/O, one who won’t dismiss his feelings or look down upon him. One thing that as a player lowkey kinda bugs me, is when Beelzebub wants to say something and everyone just dismisses him like “Oh you’re hungry again? We just ate Beel.” I think that while he doesn’t express it, these comments hurt him and he prefers to stay out of the conversation. His S/O would be someone who wouldn’t dismiss his feelings, someone who will genuinely want to listen to what Beelzebub wants to talk about.

I honestly think that is all he would really want, Beel would take care of the rest. Beelzebub was on board with the MC making a pact to convince Lucifer for Belphies sake, it’s the kind hearted people that he loves getting close to. He wouldn’t feel as hungry around his S/O and if he is, it’s the kisses and cuddles he craves from them! Let’s break down his character, shall we?

Overprotective: I see him being very overprotective over his S/O, he is for Belphie and his siblings, who is to say that his S/O doesn’t deserve the same? He would ensure that his S/O is safe and sound. He would be there to listen to his S/O, make sure that they try to keep a decent meal schedule and if not, he does what he can do to support his S/O to try to make healthy decisions. Any demon that thinks about messing with his S/O would think twice when he steps in. Honestly, I think he would dote on them like he does with Belphie.

Possessive: I know this is a bit of a stretch but bare with me, he would get very possessive with his S/O not only with other demons out there but because he is scared of losing them like he did with the others. He would worry constantly about his S/O, but he might not express it as much. He would want them to sit next to him during movie nights, he would want them to be with them 24/7 so he could keep an eye on them. Dragging them out to the gym with him, to sit and watch or participate he honestly doesn’t care, just be with him. Go out with him to eat, he will happily pay for his S/O, etc. He just wants them close to him in any way shape or form.

Clingy: He wouldn’t be as clingy as Mammon, but he can certainly get there if the situation arises. This ties with him being possessive, he wants them near him so he can keep an eye on them. If his S/O is kind, he would follow them around to protect them but to also talk to them. It feels nice to have someone to talk to, considering that Belphie is not present at the moment. It also feels even better that he has someone other than family to listen to because we all know that sometimes, family isn’t what we need at the moment. That no matter how much we care for them or dislike them, there are some things that are hard to convey to a family member. His S/O just happens to be the lucky person who gets this teddy bear!

Overall, I think that Beelzebub is a pretty harmful yandere, his S/O would have to do something really big for him to get mad at them. He just wants someone to love and care for, he wouldn’t be too overbearing aside from the constant lookout. He would love to hold his S/O close, console them or even better, have them console him. He loves and lives for praises, compliment him and like the adorable puppy like being he is, he will happily smile and reward his S/O for the kindness that they have shown him.

#yandere #yandere anime #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere fic #yandere fanfiction #yandere headcanons #yandere obey me #OBEY ME #obey me beel x reader #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel x mc #yandere beelzebub #yandere beel #yandere obey me x reader

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o-pandora-o · 3 years

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Baker MC: April Fool's Special

Baker MC strikes again! Fooling the Demon Brothers in April Fool's by their realistic cake. How would they react?

Note: I would like to apologize beforehand, some of the brothers turned out to be boring rather than funny. I will try to edit this when I have the time.

Lucifer:

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Background: You planned this with the Anti-Lucifer squad. You hid all his pen in his room leaving a suspicious "pen" that looks like the pen he usually use. Satan put a powerful spell on the pen, removing its sweet scent to avoid the suspicion. You put a hidden camera to see his reaction.

Luci daddy came home tired from all the things he'd done in RAD.

He still have some paper works to finish, he put the paper works in the table and sat on his chair.

Ya'll saw him eyeing the "pen"

He picked up the pen and was gonna start writing until he glared at the camera and crushed the pen.

It was a chocolate and strawberry cake

He licked the strawberry (the filling of the pen) that splattered near his mouth, made a grin, glared at the camera and said "Run."

You all ran for your lives, spreading inside the House of Lamentation

Did you succeed in running : Nope

Did you three hang from the ceiling: Yes

Ya'll saw him smirk and laugh like a madman afterwards

Bonus:

Lucifer took a picture of you three hanging from the ceiling and sent it in the group with Diavolo.

Ofc ya'll didn't knew, you were hanging from the ceiling

Levi made it a meme and posted it on Devilgram AND gave Lucifer and Diavolo a printed copy

April Fool's to you

Mammon:

Credits to: The BakeKing

It was your turn in making dinner and Mammon kept bugging you if he can help.

"No Mammon" you kept on saying but he was still bugging you.

You weren't really mad at Mammon (honestly you thought it's funny), but to make things interesting...

"I SAID NO MAMMON" you shouted at him.

"LOOK WHERE YER CUTTING HU--AAAAHHHH!!!" You cut your hand and blood was running.

"AAAAAH! LOOK WHAT YOU DID MAMMON" you screamed.

"MCCCCCCCC YOUR HAND" yes I can see Mammon He screamed loud enough that it can be heard at Diavolo's castle.

Glad you two are alone in the House of Lamentation though

You were wearing a long sleeved jacket and the "cake" was your hand; it was like a lava cake, instead of chocolate it was darkened and smoothened strawberry puree.

You glared at him and blamed him

Poor boi was crying, kept apologizing, and saying the lines of "I'm sorry", "I'm so dead", and "Let's take ya to the hospital".

He shitted on his pants and kept panicking poor boi

It was hilarious tho

He was crying and you couldn't hide the laughter

"Oi! Did someone hit ya in the head? WHY ARE YA LAUGHING YER HAND WAS CU-" and he he saw that the interior of the so called "hand" was made out of strawberry and strawberry puree.

"April Fool's Mammon!" you told him as you finally reveal your real hand.

"MC! Why did ya prank me?! It wasn't a good prank! I thought you-" You shushed him while you gave him a small bag of grimm.

"Is it for me? Are ya sure ya ain't pranking me this time?"

"Yeah, now buy what you want to buy, I will just go to my room for a while" you replied.

Cue you teleporting

It was a bag full of gold-coated chocolate that looks (and is heavy) like a bag of grimm.

"MCCCCCCC!!!!!"

The next few days you see Mammon pouting and murmuring things about you.

You felt bad so you left grimm on the floor of his room every time you were near it

Leviathan:

Credits to: The BakeKing

On April 1st, Levi was required to go to the school for academic purposes, so you took this chance to play a lil prank on him.

When Levi was away, you hid all the items that he usually use: computer, consoles, Azuki-tan pillow, and some Ruri-chan figures.

And you took time to make realistic cake that are very similar to those you hid.

When he was almost home, you placed all the realistic cake on his room.

You were supposed to go on a raid with him when he comes home

Cue him coming home and going to his room

You visited the him in his room, panic reflecting off his face.

"Levi, is there something wrong?" you asked

"Ah, it's this computer, it doesn't open! And it seems I'm kind of making a dent on it too. It's so weirdddddd" he said

He got a bit forceful and his finger created a hole on the computer

"Eh? Cake? Mc did you do this? Lmao"

You hand him a note that says "Look for the cakes, the location of the real ones lie at the last treasured cake"

"Oh boy mc a scavenger hunt, its like the new anime I was watching 'My fiancée is a criminal mastermind that kept giving me clues to find the missing items and bodies to make myself famous' " I'm really sorry I really suck at names

So he proceeds with finding all the cakes, and he got all the real things for his room however...

" MC where is my limited edition Ruri-chan that is dressed like a succubus?"

"It's there, it was with the other Ruri-chan figures" you said as you were looking at the figures that he was holding

Turns out Mammon saw all the goods on your room, and took the chance to get one since he knows it wasn't yours.

April fool's? I guess.

Satan:

Credits to: SideSurf Cake Studio

You were helping him in his cooking duty today.

You requested that both of you make human food because apparently you "missed the taste" of the cuisine.

So you took care of the usual ingredients of the cuisine: vegetables, onion, garlic, meat and etc.

He didn't know or did he that you secretly placed realistic cake counterparts of it.

When it was cooking time, he selected the cake counterparts (this boi might be smart but you were from the human world so he thought it was correct).

He started cutting an onion, to his dismay he saw a soft chocolate interior.

"Huh? That can't be right, I believe onions should either have violet, yellowish, or whitish hue inside"

"Hmmm yeah, let me try this one" you said as you grabbed another onion and proceed to cut it

"Hm, this one is the right one, I wonder what happened to that" you said

STOP THE CAP MC

"Hm, anyways I will proceed in cutting the rest"

Bottom-line all he cut was cake and what you cut the real one

"Satan, maybe you were cursed? All the ingredients that you touched turned into cake" you said as you were preparing to take the meal to the dining area.

"I suppose that is the case, however... "

"Hm?" you said as you were supposed to bring the meal outside.

"However I have outsmarted you MC, I knew it was you who made those realistic mini cakes" he said as he took a bite of the onion cake while grinning smugly

Smart boi #2

"I-uhhh No it was not- Hey wait a min! If you knew why did you continue to make me believe you were fooled!" you replied

"April Fool's MC~, if I didn't do that I wouldn't have extra time to spend with you" he said as he got out patting your head

Satan, you slick son of a bish

Asmodeus:

Credits to: Etsy

This guy is late for school

Did you plan to make him late? Yes No

Cue flashback: you ruined his beauty sleep 3 times which resulted in kicking you out of his room and made him wake up late

Well even though he is late, he would still do his morning routine without rush

Priorities ✨

You put a small camera on top of his cabinet to see his reaction

After hours of bathing he sat down to his dresser

He grabbed his toner and when he squeezed it lightly it nothing came out

"Ehhh? That's weird, I could've sworn this is the new toner I bought" he squeezed it more and the toner was destroyed revealing a squished vanilla cake

He sighed and said "MC did it again"

He tried looking and poking all of his makeup just to make sure it's not mini cakes

10/10 are all mini cakes

He saw a note that said "In the drawer lies the real make up hehe April Fool's day!"

When he came to RAD, he was already late for 4 hours

"MC when I said I wanted Makeup mini cakes, I wanted it for my birthday! Not today!"

Is disappointed at you

Will frown and pout when he pass by at you during school

Well you feel bad at pranking him so you treat him at an exclusive spa

Beelzebub:

Credits to: The Custom Cake Shop

I mean Bell eats everything, so is there even use?

Beel had the whole day working out

Since he didn't have much money (not that you persuaded him to bring less, no-) his only option is to go home and eat

During the time he was working out, you made different flavored cakes and pastries into dishes. You made a ton of (chocolate-strawberry cake into) cheeseburger, (cheesecake) devildom sushi, cake turned into slushy (the container can be eaten too), plates can also be eaten, etc.

Well you made Beel drool, he didn't waste time so he sat down and took a bite of the cheeseburger

He was slightly shocked because it was sweet rather than savory

But that didn't stop his hunger

It was about 10 mins till he finished what you have created in 12 hours (and more)

"MC all you made was really delicious, now I want something salty to eat...Let's eat dinner!" he said as he dragged you to eat

April fools to you

After that whenever you gave him something to eat/drink (like a glass of slushy or something) he would try to also eat the container

Poor kitchenware and Luci's budget

Belphie:

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This boi knows

Smartboi #3

You gave him a pillow that is the same as the pillow he usually carries

He didn't really say anything about it, but he knows for a fact that it is cake

He slept on it

Your hard work in making it realistic,, he slept on it

You came back to his room and you wait for him to wake up

"Mcccccc, this is so fluffy like my favorite pillowww, but it's not really a good way to prank someone, but on the other hand it's really convenient...."he said as he yawns and signals you to come to his bed

He took a bite of the errrr pillow and said" This is really good, like the last time you made a toilet paper, but you know what else is good?"

My love for you jk

" Hm?" you replied

" This!" he said as he began tickling your sides

You fight him back and tickle his sides when you had the chance

It ended of as you two were panting and laughing in bed

Poor cake pillow forgotten

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