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leviathans-watching · 8 months
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copping a feel of the older brothers
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includes: lucfier, mammon, levi x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .6k | rated t | m.list
warnings: though it's alright with the boys and they even find it funny/enjoy it/etc. this could possibly read as harassment so if that's something you're sensitive to...
a/n: this is with an already established relationship with them btw!! do not go around doing this to people you know!! my inbox is open to chat, leave feedback, and req, so come stop by!
please please please reblog
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lucifer always seems to have a sixth sense for when you’re feeling down, no matter how serious the situation is.
“it’s just not fair!” you insist emotionally. “i mean, he was my favorite character. and he died!”
lucifer, bless him, doesn’t always know what to do with that sixth sense. “that must be…difficult. um, do you want me to get levi? i’m sure he’d understand your…plight…better than i would.”
“no, it’s fine,” you say, pouting only slightly. “i’m sorry, i mus the bothering you.”
“no, no,” lucifer quickly disagrees. “look, would a hug make you feel better?”
a hug? now, that was rare for him to offer! but you jump on the chance, nodding pitifully. his arms wrap around you then, warm and strong, and you press your cheek to his collarbone.
“is this better?” he asks, and you nod against him, pressing your hands to his back. his broad and muscular back, you notice, and fully taking advantage of the situation, you run your hands across the muscles, digging into them lightly.
lucifer coughs slightly, pulling back. “are you quite finished feeling me up?” he asks pointedly, but there’s a sparkle of amusement in his eyes.
“honestly? not yet,” you say, and his sigh is long-suffering, but he lets you continue mapping the expanse of his back, even as his ears turn slightly red.
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mammon moves quickly, catching you before you fall. “hey, be careful! i don’t need a human splatter stain at the bottom of the stairs.”
“thanks,” you say, gripping his arm. “that was a close one!”
“and that’s why you need to pay attention, idiot,” he scowls.
“i don’t really need to, not if you’re always here to save me,” you say slyly, giving his biceps a nice squeeze. dang, he’s packing some surprising muscle there!
“well,” mammon says, as his chest fulls up with pride, “i know i’m great and all, but i won’t always be there. and hey, stop that!” he swats your hand away form his arm, and you grin.
“sorry, sorry, i was just impressed by your muscles.”
his brows raise and his ego swells. “oh, well, in that case,” he says with a booming laugh, holding his arm out to you. “feel all you want! i’m the great mammon, after all! it should only be expected that i come with great, impressive muscles too!”
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levi shakes you, trying to wake you up.
“five more minutes,” you groan, not even opening your eyes, and he frowns.
“you were the one who told me to wake you.”
“that wasn’t me,” you deny. “that was evil me. evil me who ahtes current me. five more minutes.”
“no, you’ve got to get up now,” levi continues, and is stopped by your hand landing blindly on his face, covering his mouth.
“shhh,” you insist, and he sits there, frozen, as your hand moves down from his mouth, to his neck and collarbone. fingers ghosting over this adam’s apple, you stroke his skin, making him flush, and seriously, what kind of dreams are you having now to be making that face?!?
with a great deal of effort, levi moves your hand from where it’s traveling dangerously close to his chest and shakes you hard. “get up!” he says, quickly, and this time it works.
“huh? oh, levi. thanks for waking me,” you say, stretching. “why is your face all red? did something happen?”
“n-no!” he almost shouts, taking a few steps back. “will you just get out of bed?”
“i’m coming, i’m coming,” you say, pushing the covers back. “man, i was having a great dream, too!”
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batmans-cheerleader · 2 years
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➳ brutalia day two: canon divergence AU | second chances
➳ .6k | rated t | m.list
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“Did you have a good time with Talia?” Bruce asked, welcoming Damian into the house. Damian nodded, raising a bundle wrapped in brown paper up towards Bruce. 
“Yes. Mother brought me downtown and we visited the art store.” 
“That’s great,” said Bruce genuinely. Ever since they’d started working towards co-parenting, he and Talia had been collaborating with one another a lot more in regards to Damian, who seemed fairly pleased with the new system. “I’d love to see it all in a moment.” 
Damian didn’t quite smile, but the harsh lines of his face softened, a sight that always pleased Bruce. They were leaps and bounds away from the angry child he’d been when he’d first arrived to Gotham. 
“Goodbye, Habibi,” Talia said, leaning down to hug Damian, who leaned into her touch. He’d hit a growth spurt recently, so she didn't have to lean down as far as she once would have. Bruce turned slightly away as Talia kissed Damian’s forehead, not wanting to intrude on their moment. Damian squirmed slightly, but didn’t try very hard to get out of her hold, most likely because he truly didn't mind it. “Be good for your father, okay?” 
Damian looked up at Talia. “I always am, Mother. You should be telling him to be good for me.” 
Talia straightened, eyes dancing with amusement. “Should I? Has he been acting up?” 
Damian nodded seriously. “Remember the history project I was telling you about? He will not let me make a replica of one of the Tameranean blaster guns. I even said I would take off the lethal settings!” 
“Preposterous,” Talia agreed, but she was smiling. 
“Damian,” Bruce began, knowing it was fruitless. When the two of them teamed up, he was no match. “I already told you. No using technology normal students wouldn’t have access to to create a weapon, that again, normal students shouldn’t have access to. Especially since you’ll be bringing it to school, and last I checked, your school has a very strict no-weapons policy.” 
“Bah,” Damian huffed, and it was Bruce’s turn to smile. “What is the point of making a replica of something to do with superheroes if I cannot even make anything interesting?” 
“There are lots of interesting things you can make, Damian,” Bruce pointed out. “You just don’t want to make anything for show only.” 
“Well, why would he?” Talia asked. “If he’s going to make a replica, it should be as close to the source material as possible.” 
“Stop,” Bruce groaned. “The both of you. Damian, go see if Alfred wants any help.” 
“Fine,” Damian agreed with a long-suffering sigh. “Goodbye, Mother.” 
“I will see you next weekend, Habibi,” Talia said, and Damian disappeared into the house, leaving just them. 
“You should really stop encouraging him,” Bruce admonished lightly. “Heavens know I already have trouble with Jason giving him ideas.” 
“But however else shall I entertain myself?” Talia asked innocently, widening her eyes. Bruce scrubs a hand down his face, even as his chest fills with warmth. 
“I’m sure you can find something.” 
Talia only laughs. “Have a good rest of your weekend, Beloved.” 
“You too, Talia,” Bruce replied. “And thank you for taking him to the art store. I’d been meaning to take him, but haven’t had the time.” 
“Consider it nothing.” Talia waved her hand through the air. “I’m only further establishing myself as the ‘better parent’, you know.” 
“Right, right,” Bruce said. They’re quiet for a moment, but it’s a comfortable sort of silence, one that doesn’t need to be filled. 
“It’s nice getting to do this,” Talia says, as if she’s divulging some great secret. “I’ve missed you.” 
“I’ve missed you too.” Bruce doesn’t let himself think too hard about the words he’s saying. “I believe Damian is happy too.” 
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted for him,” Talia said, looking past him to where Damian had scampered off to. 
“I know,” Bruce said. “I know.” 
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leviathans-watching · 8 months
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random texts w/ mammon
includes: mammon x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
rated t | m.list | part 1
a/n: ik it's been months since lucifer's but this was too fun to pass up lol
please reblog 😱😻🙏
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leviathans-watching · 7 months
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➳ simeon x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
➳ wc: .3k | rated g | m.list
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“No, I’m totally over him,” you say firmly, wishing just one of the brothers would believe you. “I mean, we didn’t talk at all over break, and I saw in Devilgram he got a back to school haircut. Everyone knows crushes don’t stay, especially after there’s been a haircut.”
“That is true,” Mammon nods.
“Well, not for me, of course,” Asmo sighs, putting his chin on his hands. “That just seems to make me more popular.”
“Well, this isn’t about you,” you say. “It’s about me! A me who is completely and totally over—“
“Over who?” Asks Simeon, sliding between you and Satan, all long-legged and sun-striped in the human realm’s sun. His haircut, you realize with a slow sinking horror as your cheeks start to heat, looks nice.
Belphie takes one look at your face and begins to snicker, hiding his face in Beel’s shoulder.
“I didn’t know you liked someone,” Simeon continues, looking at you earnestly. His deep brown eyes sparkle and he leans towards you, too close. You manage a nervous chuckle.
“Yeah, liked,” Mammon replies, emphasizing the past tense. “MC here really insists those feelings no longer remain.”
“Well that’s a shame for the lucky guy,” Simeon comments, and you can’t breathe for a moment.
“Ah, uh,” you say intelligently.
He chuckles. “Oh man, I missed you over the summer. We definitely should catch up. Maybe grab a bite to eat after classes.”
“T-together?”
“Hopefully together,” Simeon teases. “So, what do you say?”
The boys all share amused looks at your silence before Lucifer, of all of them, speaks up.
“MC agrees,” he says mildly, and Simeon beams.
“Great,” he says, standing. “I’ll catch you after school. My treat.”
As he lopes off, sending a fluttering wave to you over his shoulder, Mammon raises his eyebrows at you.
“Completely and totally over him?”
“I may have…regressed.”
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leviathans-watching · 7 months
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request for obey me headcanons where luke treats the reader as their older sibling n gets protective of them ?
bonus points for scenting, where luke scents the reader w his familial scent (cause i do imagine that there are different types of scenting, familial, romantic n platonic n each smell different from one another) n will try to “purify” the reader by replacing the brothers scents w his own
protective luke
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includes: luke & gn!reader, minor the brothers x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .4k | rated g | m.list
a/n: aww this was so cute tysm for requesting <3 my inbox is open to chat, leave feedback, and req so come say hi!!
please reblog <33333
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“seriously,” luke huffs, pressing his cheek to your arm, “do you just let them hang all over you? their scents are everywhere!”
you let out an amused sigh. “well, i’m living with them, aren’t i? it’d be more strange if i didn’t have traces of their scent on me.”
“traces,” luke mutters. “right. and thanks for bringing living with them up so i don’t have to. you need to move out and come live with us immediately. we’re way better than those no-good demons anyway. and simeon is probably a much better cook than all seven combined.”
he’s not wrong, but admitting that would only increase his overprotectiveness dedication to protecting you.
“be careful what you say about demons down here,” you say mildly, and he rolls his eyes.
“bah! i don’t even get why you care for them so much! i worry about you, you know! who knows what schemes they’re cooking up!”
“i appreciate your concern,” you reply gently, meaning it, “and i know how much you don’t like the boys, but they’re my friends and i enjoy spending time with them. i care about them like you care about me.”
he scowls, blond hair falling in front of his eyes. “that’s unfortunate. fine! i’ll permit you to keep living with them, as long as you don’t let them touch you anymore. they’re not subtle about wanting to sink their claws into you!”
literally and metaphorically.
“i can’t promise that,” you say.
“but you always stink! well, not you,” he amends quickly, “but their scent on you does. that’s why i don’t want them touching you! they’re laying claim shamelessly and it’s disgusting!”
you hide a smile. he doesn’t need to know that that pleases you to hear.
“i’ve got it!” luke says suddenly, leaning across his bed and grabbing one of the many stuffed bears. he offers it to you. “this has got my scent all over it! this should help keep theirs at bay and help protect you. promise you’ll keep it with you?”
“i promise,” you say, taking the bear from him. he also doesn’t need to know that the boys barely register his scent, weak due to his lack of age and power, especially compared to theirs.
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leviathans-watching · 7 months
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➳ mammon x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
➳ wc: .3k | rated t | m.list
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“I think you’re more excited about this than I am,” Mammon says. “I mean, once you get to my age the birthdays don’t really matter as much.”
“Shut up,” you say. “How can you not care? It’s another year of great memories!”
“Well,” he begins, catching your hands in his, “I guess this year has been filled with lots of great memories. More so than other years.” The ‘why’ doesn’t need to be said—you both understand his point.
“But still,” he continues. “I’m tired! I don’t see why we have to stay up until midnight for this.”
“You stay up later all the time!” You insist. “And it’s so I can be the very first one to wish you a happy birthday.”
“Wishes from you are the the only ones I care about, and high means I’d be happy to get them at any time,” he groans.
“Whatever,” you roll your eyes. “It’s almost time.”
The clock finally flips to midnight, and you grin at Mammon, blue-hued by the LED lights tacked around his room.
“Happy birthday, Mammon,” you say, and he laughs.
“Well, thanks! Now,” he leans forward, eagerly, “my present?”
“Aren’t you impatient.”
“Very much so, yes. “
You laugh. “You’ll get your real gift tomorrow during the party—“
“Wait so I stayed up and didn’t even get a gift?” He pushes his lip out in a pout.
“—but,” you continue pointedly, “I suppose I can come up with something to hold you over. So, what do you want?”
“Hmm,” he leans closer. “A kiss?”
“A kiss?” You slant a look at him. “If that’s what you want.”
“Why stop at a kiss then?” he whispers.
“I thought you were tired?”
He gives you a smirk. “Not anymore.”
You press your lips to his, pulling back before he can deepen it. “Let’s start with a kiss and see where it takes us.”
“Happy birthday to me,” he murmurs, before wrapping his arms around you and flipping you onto your back. A breathless laugh escapes you as his lips descend onto yours once more.
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leviathans-watching · 10 months
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Haluuuu I was waiting for this day!! I was about to request something from you but it was close😭 so now that it's open please hear me outt🥰🥰
Can I request a Headcanon fluff with the obey me boys or side characters reaction to their MC and kid having a sweet moment?
You can do it whenever you want I'm willing to wait!💜 Honestly your one of ny fav writers in this app! Your so good I hope you continue this with Passion 💜💜💜
you and your kid
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includes: the brother x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .7k | rated g | m.list
a/n: omggg i have such bad baby fever rn and this made it worse,,, and it was so hard giving some of them sons they're all such girl dads imo
please rb <33
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➳ lucifer watches you hold the spoon near your daughter’s mouth, cooing at her as she takes a bite of the human-world mashed goop. disgusting as the food looks, you and your daughter look quite the opposite, and he can’t help but smile as you gently wipe at her mouth. a fruitless endeavor, to be sure, as your guys’ daughter is one messy eater, but the care and love in your actions warms him all the same. how did he get so lucky to enjoy these moments? surely mundane seeming to some, but to him, they mean the world.
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➳ mammon shuts the car door, stretching. man, it is good to be home! but seeing you open the front door, welcoming him in with his daughter on your hip is much better. you wave with a smile, and upon seeing him, your daughter starts to squirm, masking grabby hands in his direction. booking it up to you, mammon takes your daughter, pressing a big kiss on her forehead, then leans in to kiss you. “i missed you,” he says. “both of you.” your daughter squeals happily, tugging on his hair, and mammon lets her, basking in both of your presences.
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➳ levi steps outside, on the hunt for you and your son. you’d both disappeared and once checking the house he knew you must be in the yard. the sound of a plastic bat hitting a ball tells him he’s right, and he makes his way around the corner. “how goes it?” he calls, and you look up. you’ve been teaching your son how to play whiffle ball, as he’d expressed interest in joining the neighborhood t-ball team, something levi was content to leave in your hands. as he speaks, your son winds up for another swing, sending the ball bouncing across the grass. you cheer and clap and levi can’t help but cheer too.
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➳ satan wakes up the the baby crying, rolling over and out of bed. you’re already up, trying to comfort her, and as he joins you, he hears you singing softly, a nonsense piece that you’ve no doubt made up on the spot. “how long have you been up?” he asks, taking your guys’ daughter from you and holding her close. “i can take it from here, love. go back to bed.” you ignore his words, wrapping your arms around his waist, and he huffs out a laugh. “fine, fine, i’ll take care of you both.”
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➳ asmo blinks as he meets your eyes, not expecting to see some very, uh, artistic makeup covering your face. lipstick is smeared across your chin and bright blue glitter is across your cheeks, but as you grin up at him he can’t help but think you’re as attractive as always. “oh, is it makeover time?” he asks mildly. “she takes after me, i guess. an eye for beauty and all.” you laugh, and your daughter runs into the room, beaming proudly. “this was your work?” he asks, scooping her up into his arms. “amazing!” he says as you giggle, and continues to shower her with compliments.
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➳ beel wakes up to his bed shaking and looks up to see his son crawling across it. you’re in the doorway, a tray in hands, and beel can smell that it’s breakfast. “good morning, kiddo,” he says sleepily, lifting the blanket so your son can snuggle in next to him. “breakfast in bed? i’m spoiled.” you smile, setting the tray down on the bedside table, and beel can see the misshapen pancake hearts that are no doubt the product of hard work. before you can leave, beel moves the covers again, and you sigh warmly, climbing back into bed as well, your son squished in the middle.
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➳ belphie feels a small hand slip into his and looks down. it’s, of course, his daughter, who always insists on holding both of your hands whenever you walk somewhere. you laugh at the familiar action, and he gives you a quelling look. “are you excited to go the park?” he asks your daughter, and she nods excitedly, full of energy. he resigns himself to hours of swing-pushing and tag-playing but consoles himself with the fact that you’ll be there too, even if it is only to take videos while he’s forced to run around and play.
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leviathans-watching · 11 months
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could u pls write the brothers x a reader who dropped out of school/college? having a rly hard time rn and i could use the comfort, tysm <3
having a hard time in the human realm
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includes: brothers x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .7k | rated t | m.list
warnings: crying, breakdowns, implied depression
a/n: i'm sorry you're having a hard time :(( i wish you all the best and lots of love and comfort. hope this helps! my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback!
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mammon exchanges worried looks with asmo when there’s no response when he knocks on the door to your apartment. it had been nearly three months since you’d returned to the human realm and since you’d first separated, you hadn’t missed a single weekly call. until tonight, that is.
and combine that with the fact that you weren’t responding to anyone, weren’t active on any social media, and now weren’t answering your door… mammon’s getting seriously concerned.
“let’s break in,” belphie says, and it’s a testament to how worried lucifer is that he agrees.
“i can pick locks, hold on,” asmo says, dropping to his knees and pulling a bobby pin out of his pocket. man, lucifer must be really worried if he’s not even remarking on this!
a moment passes, and then asmo pushes the door open, rising back to his feet. he leads the way into your apartment, and mammon takes in the dark interior. it’s messy and cluttered, a far cry from the neat and tidy room you’d kept at the house of lamentation, and it’s also silent.
lucifer takes the helm then, moving through your living room. mammon can see a dim kitchen with piled-up dishes, and then gets distracted by another door. presumably the door to your room.
mammon knocks on that one, then opens it. like the rest of the apartment, the room is dark, with thick curtains pulled over the window. mammon steps over the clothes all over the floor, towards your bed, which is messy with sheets and blankets piled up.
but thankfully, there’s a person there too. mammon puts a hand on your shoulder, grateful he can see the rise and fall of your chest. so, at least you’re still alive?
shaking you gently, mammon waits for you to wake. his brothers crowd the bed around him, but stay quiet.
with a gasp, you sit up, looking around wildly. “w-what?”
“it’s just us, mc,” beel says soothingly, and you calm slightly, then squint, confused.
“what are you doing here?”
“we were worried,” levi volunteers. “you weren’t answering your ddd and missed dour call.”
“oh,” you say slowly, probably still waking up. “that was today? i’m sorry, i’ve just been really…busy. and wait, you guys decided to break into my apartment?”
“busy?” says lucifer, dodging the accusation question. “with school?”
you look to the side shiftily, and mammon’s glad his eyes can see well enough in the dark where a human would struggle. “something like that.”
“cut the crap,” asmo says suddenly. “what’s going on, mc?”
without warning, tears well up in your eyes. “i’m sorry,” you say miserably, scrubbing at your eyes with your sleeve. “i’m sorry. i’m just so tired.”
mammon wraps an arm around your shoulders (were they always this fragile feeling?), and pulls you to his chest. “what’s wrong?”
“it’s just so hard!” you say after a breath. “i miss you guys so much. every day. it feels like a piece of me is missing. and as hard as it was to adjust to the devildom it’s even harder re-adjusting now. i miss the house of lamentation and being at rad and all of you. i can’t do this.”
“i had no idea you were feeling this way,” lucifer says quietly, guiltily. mammon feels the same way. how had he not noticed you were hurting?
“i stopped going to my classes,” you continue, a sob ripping free. “there’s no way i can get any credits for this semester. i want to go home.”
mammon locks eyes with his brothers. there’s no way they’re leaving you here tonight.
“let’s take you home, then,” he says, and you blink up at him.
“wait, really?”
“there’s no rule saying you can’t come back,” lucifer says. “i thought that’s what you wanted. after all, you were only supposed to be an exchange student after all. but if we had had any idea of how much this would have hurt you, diavolo and i would have never let you leave. so yes, let’s go home.”
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leviathans-watching · 11 months
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Not so much a fic request as much as wanting to ramble some angst to someone, but the idea of the Nightbringer!Brothers confessing their love for the MC who rejects them because their in love/in a relationship with their timelines version of the brother (so either to avoid a paradox or it feels too much like cheating despite being the same person etc etc). This is mostly me thinking about Mammon laying it all out in the open for MC only for them to be rejected, leading him to double down on his tsundere shield in the main timeline because he's scared you'll reject him (again). Or something, idk 💦
➳ ahhh omg your brain>>>>
➳ wc: .2k | mammon & gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned) | m.list
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“so, that’s a no, then?” mammon laughs caustically. “i guess i thought you were feelin’ it too…”
and the worst thing was that you were. you could never stop loving mammon, in any timeline. and that was something you’d done a poor job of hiding. but you couldn’t accept his feelings. not when memories of future mammon, your mammon, played in your head whenever this mammon said something similar.
and you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him. more than you already had been, that is. so you said nothing. honestly, even if you did have something to say, you’re sure your throat was too clogged up to let words through anyway.
mammon laughs again, the sound slicing into you. “is it solomon? or is is me? am i not good enough for you?”
“it’s not you,” you say, the words coming out as a croak. as much as this hurts him, you’re sure it’s hurting you more. “it cold never be you, mammon.”
“then why?” he demands, but instead of anger, there was only hurt. raw and painful hurt.
“i’m sorry,” you say helplessly. god, you are such a jerk! “i’m so, so sorry, mammon.”
“what are you sorry for?” his voice breaks. “i don’t understand.”
“it’s better this way,” you say, shaking your head. “trust me.”
the tears well up then, and mammon starts, moving to comfort you because of course he fucking is and you spin on your heel, running away before he can touch you. because you’re always running away.
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leviathans-watching · 8 months
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hello.. simeon lover here 🙏 if you have the time, would you consider a thing abt simeon visiting mc in the human realm when they’re not really expecting it?
➳ simeon x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
➳ .2k | rated g | m.list
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simeon waits outside the door, hands bunching around the flowers he had gotten you. he’s not nervous, no, just excited.
…and a little nervous.
it had just been so long since he’d last seen you! what if you’d changed, or he’d changed and things were awkward? what if there was a distance between you two that hadn’t previously existed. or what if you no longer cared for him like he cared for you?
sure, he talks to you often over the phone, but it’s not the same as meeting face-to-face. you say you miss him and want to see him, but what if you actually didn’t? things like that happen.
before he can work himself up anymore, you open the door, eyes widening. “simeon?” you ask, jaw agape, and he smiles.
in an instant, you’ve thrown yourself around him, crushing the flowers between your bodies. you cling to him tightly, babbling all the while, but he can’t comprehend your words, too focused on the rightness of you being back in his arms.
“i missed you,” he says, and you pull him in for a kiss, desperate and forceful as if you’re trying to impart all of your emotions onto him through it, and he senses the feeling is mutual.
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when you realize the older brothers like you
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includes: lucifer, mammon, levi x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .6k | rated g | m.list
a/n: ugh i'm just feeling super uninspired rn, so sorry if this is blegh. anyway, my inbox is open, to chat, req, or leave feedback, so come say hi!!
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you realize lucifer likes you when you see how free he is with you. free with his ideas, his time, his things, and himself. the warm, sweet man you’d grown to know is a far cry from the imposing figure that had greeted you in the student council room at rad, and as you think back, you can trace when he’d begun opening up, when the two of you had grown closer.
at first, you hadn’t spent much time together at all, you were so busy with his brother’s shenanigans and getting situated, and he with work and his other duties, but as time went on and you came to know one another better, it wasn’t uncommon for you to share a table at the library to work, which turned into him walking you out, which turned into grabbing coffee, and so on and so forth.
he’s kind to you, and attentive, and while he’s polite to everyone (as long as they’re not on his bad side) there’s truly something deeper between you, something you hope to treasure and foster for as long as possible.
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you realize mammon likes you pretty quickly. his insults turn to unintended compliments, the angry stain on his cheeks turns into a flustered blush, and he’s painfully transparent when it comes to wanting to spend time with you.
he hoards you, like a dragon does a jewel–or a spectacularly rare grimm–so unwilling to be outspoken in his adoration but it shining through in his every action. he comes up with ridiculous excuses to spend time with you, ones you both know you don’t believe, and you go along with him, just as eager to be in his company as he is to be in yours.
there are the little things, too. the way he gives you his jacket even if you’re not that cold. the way he grabs your hand when he’s excited. the way he stands on the street side when you go on walks. it’s the little things that he does even while claiming you’re ‘just a human’ to him, another thing you both know you don’t believe.
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you realize levi likes you when he invites you into his space, sharing the parts of him he’d kept hidden for so long. no one went into his room before you, but it’s now not uncommon for you to hang in there after dinner, and over time, he’s revealed more of his collection to you. you find his passion endearing and fun, especially when he finds things to do or watch that interest the both of you, opening you up to a whole new world you’ve never explored.
he teaches you how to play his games, even letting you win sometimes, and is so eager when you do the same. he picks up your favorite snacks for movie nights, even though you old told him what they were once, and remembers that you like the left side of the couch better than the right.
he’s not so good at expressing himself through words, getting flustered when he tries, but his actions make it more than clear how he feels for you, how high of a regard he holds you in. you know he worries about being too much, too weird, but the fact that he’s able to overcome those worries to spend genuine time with you is something you’ll never not be grateful for, as it allows you this wonderful connection.
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➳ satan x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
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“i love spring,” you say, inhaling deeply and spreading your arm wide to take in as much sun as possible, “and i’m definitely ready for summer.”
satan sniffles, wiping at his nose. “what did you say this stuff was called again?”
you giggle. “what, pollen?”
satan scowls. “this is worse than anything we have down in the devildom. it’s like a slow torture.”
“oh, you’ll be fine,” you dismiss. “but if it’s really bad, you can head back in.”
“you’re staying out here?”
“well, yeah!” you reply. “it’s the first nice day we’ve had in ages. of course i’m staying out here.”
“well then i’m staying out here as well,” satan says, folding his arms across his chest. the stern, noble effect is somewhat belayed by the fact that his eyes appear to be watering something awful.
you feel bad, but not bad enough to go in. he’s a big boy and can take care of himself.
“fine. just don’t itch your eyes, okay? i know you think it’ll make you feel better, but you’re wrong.”
you continue to walk, spotting a beautiful flowering tree.
“these smell so good!” you say to satan, who leans over to see for himself.
then erupts into violent sneezing. oops.
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skinny-dipping with diavolo
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includes: diavolo x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .35k | rated t | m.list
warnings: implied nakedness? thats truly abt it though. oh and cursing lol
a/n: don't be fooled by the title, i promise this is sfw lololol.
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“i dare you to go in,” you say, nodding to the lake in front of you. it’s nearing dusk, and you and diavolo are completely alone, without another soul in sight.
“what, in the water?” diavolo asks, and you nod. the air is cool, but not cold, and there’s not even the slightest breeze. it’s like your own little bay, perfectly intimate and beautiful.
“where else?”
“fine.” diavolo stands, stripping off his shirt in one, smooth motion.
“wait, what are you doing?” you yelp, and he laughs.
“come on, i’m not going to get my clothes wet.” a moment later, his shorts hit the sand and you’re sure your heart is pounding a mile a minute. you force a calm expression onto your face and raise an expectant eyebrow.
“well, are you going to go in?”
“don’t you want another moment to admire me?” diavolo strikes a pose and you choke. god, what have you gotten yourself into?
“no! get in the damn water!” you order, and he chuckles. you watch him approach the water, looking as natural as can be. he reminds you of a greek god, marbled muscles and smooth skin, all impossible beauty.
he’s in the water in an instant, only turning back around when it gets waist deep.
“is it cold?” you call, and he shakes his head.
“no, it’s actually really nice. you should come in!”
you hesitate, then decide fuck it. you can be brave. you stand, and his face splits into a surprised grin, as if he hadn’t expected you to actually take him up on it. you shimmy out of your clothes and leave them in a pile next to his, shivering as the air hits areas it usually doesn’t. with a deep breath, you walk towards the water, aware of diavolo’s eyes on you the whole time.
the water touches your toes as you stop at the edge of the shore, one last chance to change your mind. but maybe its the air, or the way diavolo’s looking at you, because you step forward, into the crystalline water and-
“you fucking liar! it’s freezing!”
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hey :3 can you do a fic about mc who kept her feelings for solomon secretly for more than one year? and mc was fighting with a lower demon who was saying that she likes one of the brother and then she says that it was solomon not the brother/s but she didn't confess because she was afraid that solomon would reject her because he don't want to lose another lover and like those worries? muahh
solomon overhearing your confession
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includes: solomon x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .7k | rated t | m.list
a/n: lmao he's so dumb i love him sm. thanks for requesting and i hope you enjoy!! my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback so come say hi <33
warnings: (mildly humerous) depictions of (poorly executed) bullying
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“admit it,” a lower-level demon says, pressing her finger into your chest, “you like lucifer!”
“i do not,” you protest hotly.
“fine then,” another says, rolling his eyes, “mammon, then!”
“i don’t like any of the demon brothers,” you argue.
“that’s such a lie!” the leader dismisses. “anyone would like at least one!”
“i thought you didn’t want me to like them,” you say, confused. “otherwise, why would you be threatening me?”
“we obviously need you to admit which one you like so we can warn you off of him,” a third demon says.
“this is so dumb. i already told all of you, i don’t like any of them! there’s actually someone else i hold close.”
“now you’re just making excuses. if that’s really true, then who do you like?”
you hesitate. it’s not as if you’re lying–you really do like solomon–you’ve just never admitted it to anyone and can’t believe the first time you do will be under duress.
“see, you’re not saying anything,” the second one speaks up again, “that means you’ve got to be lying!”
“what is with you weirdos! i like solomon, okay!”
“solomon? you mean like that shady sorcerer?”
“figures,” the third demon says nastily, “two humans, meant for one another.”
“why do you like him?” the leader asks. “how can i believe you without evidence?”
you groan. this is so freaking cliche. “he might be shady, but he’s really smart, okay? and he’s got a good sense of humor and strong morals. they may not be good morals but he knows what he believes in and stands up for it. he also is like, super attractive.” you go on but for the sake of brevity, it will get left up to imagination.
“wow, you must really like him,” the leader demon finally says, face crinkled. “why haven’t you confessed?”
“well, he’s never given an indication that he likes me back,” you say, wondering how you’re life has gotten to this point, “and i don’t do well with rejection in general.”
“i believe in you,” the second crony says passionately. “i’m sure he likes you back! you just have to take the first step!”
“i thought you guys were threatening me,” you say, confused.
“well, we were,” the leader says like you’re stupid, stepping back. “but we don’t actually dislike you. just threats to our chances with the brothers.”
wisely, you hold back the fact that you don’t think they have very much of a chance at all. “so you’re encouraging me now?”
“obviously. it’s kind of pitiful how down bad you are, you know,” the third says. “you seriously need to just jump in with both feet and be brave.”
after a few more inspiring words, they leave you, even more confused and honestly just ready to go back to the house of lamentation. but before you can, a voice speaks up, and seriously, this is way too cliche.
“now, that was interesting,” solomon says, and you turn to him with a scowl.
“how long have you been standing there? and you didn’t help me?”
“well, i got there and was going to help, but then you started waxing poetic about my cheekbones and i figured you had it in control.”
“kill me now.”
“ah, ah, ah, none of that,” he says, clicking his tongue. “at least not before you tell me if you meant everything you said. because if you did,” he continues before you can protest, “that would very good news for me indeed.”
you don’t dare to believe what he’s implying. “maybe,” you say instead. “what would you do if i had?”
his face splits into a handsome smile. “well, take you out on a date, of course,” he says like it’s obvious. “one where you can tell me more about how you like my charming wit and dashing aura.”
“oh god,” you say with feeling. “what have i gotten myself into?”
“the start of something beautiful,” solomon replies grandiosely, taking your hand, and for once, you actually think he might be being serious.
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