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Be careful what you wish for — 33-18
Fandom(s) - Obey Me!
Pairing(s) - Lucifer x gn!reader
Characters - Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus
Warnings - HEAVY SPOILERS FOR 33-18, I mean it, this is fully based on it, one suggestive sentence at the end.
Wordcount - 1.5k+
A/N - Did I write this just to add that suggestive sentence? Yes, I did. What about it? This is actually really lazy of me but this chapter was so intense, I could not stop thinking about it. Here's the first entry in this series. As I write more parts like these, I'll update the masterlist. If you'd like to be tagged, check out my taglist form or send an ask.
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“Levi, are you sure about this? Maybe we should just ask him y’know. He wants to get out of this as much as we do.”
Levi scoffs, rolling his eyes at your suggestion. “Lucifer would rather be skinned alive than kneel in front of Satan. Besides, the plan is ready; we just need to make sure nothing goes wrong.”
Yeah, you doubt the plan was gonna work. These kinds of schemes worked on Mammon and Beel, perhaps even Asmo, all of whom were much more predictable. Not Satan and especially not Lucifer.
You drop the argument, not wanting to agitate Levi even more who was already having trouble calming down his fidgety hands.
You flash him a thumbs-up in good luck and separate to grab one of Asmo’s magazines from the side table and take your position a little away from the common room’s entrance.
“All right, here we go! Lucifer’s coming. Plan number one for bringing him to his knees!”
You flip open the magazine quickly and try to fix your posture so it seems as if you were just casually wandering around. Calm footfalls precede Lucifer’s entrance and you focus your gaze on the page you had opened. Ooh, Asmo! Hmm, the clothes he was advertising were pretty good, right up your alley. Maybe you should check out this line of theirs.
“Lucifer! Over here!” Levi waves, and sends a sideways totally-inconspicuous glance at you.
Wow, way to go Levi.
Lucifer strides over. “Levi, what’s so urgent that you needed me to drop everything and come here at such haste?”
Levi stutters, scratching nervously at his arm, “Umm, I wouldn’t say it’s anything urgent…”
Lucifer quirks an impatient brow. “Well then, just tell me at dinner. I’m returning to my room.”
He turns, waistcoat wounding with the movement. You gesture at Levi. Do something! His face twists, mirroring your panic, before his eyes fix behind you. Satan had arrived. Perfect timing!
“Aaaah! Hold on a second!” Levi calls out. You take the cue, pretending to walk towards Lucifer and intersect Satan’s path. You collide with him, making sure to make it appear an accident and let the magazine slip from your fingers.
Levi may not come up with the best plans, or even the most fruitful ones, but you’ll admit, he was a decent actor when he wanted to be.
“Ahaha! You’re such a klutz!” Levi laughs so genuinely; you can’t help but wonder if he’s actually making fun of you. “I can’t believe you dropped that magazine right in front of Satan’s feet!”
Yeah, no. You take that back. Levi was a horrible actor.
Satan sends him an unimpressed look, and you stop yourself from mirroring his expression. His hand still rests on your shoulder from when he had stabilized himself, or you, probably you.
Levi sighs dramatically, swiveling to look at Lucifer. “…Sorry Lucifer, could you maybe pick that up?”
Oh fuck, this was so embarrassing! Levi, I’m gonna murder you!
“You’re closer to it than I am, Levi,” Lucifer says dryly.
“Well sure, but–”
“Ah, now what do we have here?” Asmo walks in, a fuchsia shopping bag clutched in his left hand. “Did you drop this? Let me get that.”
He picks up the magazine you had dropped. “Aw, were you looking at my photo shoot? Don’t I look the most beautiful in this?”
You stifle your grimace. “Yes, I uh… loved your hairstyle.”
Asmo laughs and hands you the magazine, unperturbed by your unenthusiastic response. “You can look at it all you want, darling. And if you want to see more than that, well, you must know I keep my door unlocked at all times.”
Lucifer turns away at that. “See you later.”
The moment Lucifer is gone, Levi turns on Asmo. “Asmo, you IDIOT!”
“Excuse me? Why would you say that? I was being nice…”
Satan shakes his head, watching the two begin to argue. “What was that all about?”
You sigh and purse your lips in response.
Satan lets it go, more than used to your bizarre behavior. He moves away from you to weasel his way into Levi and Asmo’s bickering forms and fingers free the bag in the latter’s hand. “If it gets damaged, Asmo would blow up.”
You chuckle dryly and ask Satan if he’d like a cup of tea.
Later that evening, Levi crouches beside you in the Hallway. “All right, here we go! Plan number two for bringing Lucifer to his knees!”
“Yeah, hope this one doesn’t flop,” You mutter, watching Satan descend the staircase.
Levi’s eyes flit between Satan and Lucifer who had just arrived. “It’s about the timing. It’s all about the timing.”
You shush him and focus on the spell, eyes locked on Satan’s form. Levi holds up a tense hand. 3…2…1!
You let the words spill, fingers tingeing warm blue.
Levi sticks his head out from where you both had hidden under the staircase. “Oh, hey! Your shoe! It’s coming untied! You’d better take care of that now, before you trip!”
Time seems to slow as Levi’s voice rings out, and you are sure the spell will have its intended effect. Both of them are in perfect position, Lucifer just needs to startle enough to trip. But then the unexpected happens.
Satan swivels to look at where Levi had emerged, and the freshly untied lace of his shoe gets caught beneath the motion. Simultaneously, Lucifer trips on the aglet of his untied lace. So close to each other, that both of their heads bash together in a painful collision.
“Oh fuck!” You curse, jumping out. The spell had worked too well. Probably because you had pictured shoelaces and not just Lucifer’s shoelaces.
Lucifer groans, “Ugh, you thickheaded fool of a demon! What’s your skull made of? Granite?”
“…That’s exactly what I was about to ask you,” Satan shoots back, rubbing at his head.
Levi throws his hands up. “Ughhhh, come on! Why’d you have to fall too, huh Satan?! We nearly had Lucifer kneeling in front of you, but then you had to go and ruin it!”
Yep. Dead. He was dead.
Lucifer stands, eyes locking onto Levi’s. “…Levi?”
The mentioned demon freezes, wide eyes shooting to yours for rescue.
Lucifer follows the contact. “You too, MC. What exactly are you two up to this time?”
Trying to get us all out of this stupid time loop thing?
Oh, how you hate it when Lucifer looks at you like that. It always proved difficult to maintain your ruse when his gaze weighed so heavily on you.
You look away from his piercing red eyes. “Levi, let’s just tell him the truth. We’ve tried everything, and none of it worked. Might as well just clue him in. “
Satan agrees, having stood up and dusted off his clothes, “If this really is part of some ridiculous plot, then yes… I’d say your only choice is to tell him the truth at this point.”
“Ok fine, fine!” Levi relents.
You both tell Lucifer about Satan’s wish, how he’d wished to see him kneeling at his feet. So they had concocted these plans to make him ‘accidentally’ fall in front of Satan.
“I see. Well, now, it all makes sense.” Lucifer says after you both had finished.
His face is deceptively neutral; you wonder what is going on in his mind.
Satan shakes his head. “Looks like the game is up. Because Lucifer doesn’t kneel. Ever.”
You catch sight of a fleeting smirk on Lucifer’s lips as he focuses on Satan. “Excuse me? Who doesn’t kneel?”
He advances on Satan’s still figure by the railings and gets down on his knees with a soft thud. Satan’s brows shoot up, back straightening in shock.
Lucifer’s smirk is audible, “Is this good enough, Satan?”
Satan’s lips part, as if to let free a response.
“I don’t believe it!” Levi says.
Yeah, you don’t fully either. You expected Lucifer to make at least a bit of fuss about it before complying. But you could tell he was milking this moment for all its worth.
“To think that this is all it takes to make you happy, Satan…” Lucifer says, a strange smile playing on his lips, “It’s sweet, really. I didn’t know you had this side to you.”
“So what would you like me to do next? Shall I kiss your hand?” Lucifer’s eyes soften. “Or maybe…”
He bends, hands reaching for Satan’s untied shoe. Levi lets out a dying gasp from beside you. You almost expect Satan to step away, but he doesn’t, and instead stays rooted, face burning red.
Lucifer secures the lace, looking up after and flashing Satan a soft smile. There’s something tender around the edges of both of their visions. Nostalgia, you think, or maybe it was just love that neither expressed often.
You look over at Levi, whose jaw seems to have detached completely. You bump your shoulder against his. “That should have been our plan number one. Look how easy that was.”
Levi stutters, unable to focus properly on the scene in front of his eyes or you. “H-how can you possibly be so calm right now?! I mean…I mean… just look at Lucifer! His coolness is overwhelming! I think I’m gonna faint!”
“Yeah no. Please don’t! I’m not going to– Oh fuck!”
Asmo had spotted the scene and was racing down the stairs. “Wait, wha?! WHA?!”
Here we go.
“What’s going on?! I see I’ve stumbled into a rather interesting situation, haven’t I?” He coos, getting close to the duo. “Ooh, I’ve GOT to get a picture of this!”
Guess Lucifer and Satan were going to be trending on Devilgram for a while. Lucifer, however, doesn’t seem concerned about that. At least not right now.
“Strange. You don’t seem very pleased, Satan. This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”
Satan growls and you wonder just how much blood can rush to his face in his embarrassment.
Safe to say, that night’s dinner was nothing short of entertaining; an excited Asmo, smug Lucifer, and embarrassed Satan coloring the whole evening.
The delightful dinner led way to a raunchy night when you sidled up to Lucifer and told him just how much you’d like to see him on his knees for you.
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Author’s Note: My original blog was terminated, this is my original work I recovered!
365 days had passed quickly.
It was the last day of the student exchange program, and Lord Diavolo decided to throw a grand going away party. You had spent nearly all day with Asmo, he insisted on finding the perfect outfit for tonight and wanted to have one last spa day with you.
“MC, isn’t this just great? I could stay in here forever.” He sinks deeper into the flower bath, cucumbers sitting perfectly on his eyes.
“I have to admit, this is pretty relaxing,” you giggle. “Especially with all of the running around we’ve been doing.” You had already eaten your cucumber slices - no doubt a bad habit picked up from Beel. You took a deep breath in, letting the floral scent intoxicate your lungs, trying to forget that tonight would be the end.
And just like that, all relaxation was gone. A commotion could be heard from outside the room.
“Huh, I wonder what’s going on,” you ponder.
“Sir, you can’t go in there -” an employee says.
“Asmo, you son of a bitch!” Satan barges in.
“Dear brother ~ Do you want to take a dip too?” Asmo taunts as he pulls the cucumber slices off.
“I can’t believe you stole MC away! They’ve been gone nearly all day!”
“We were shopping, you’ll see them at the party.”
“No, come on MC, I want to spend time with you too.” The look on Satan’s face was nearly heartbreaking. You didn’t like goodbyes, maybe subconsciously you had been avoiding everyone so it would never happen.
“Okay, just wait outside while I get dressed.” You look at Asmo. “No peeking.”
He covered his eyes, and you quickly got dressed.
“I’ll see you at home?”
“Of course ~”
***
You and Satan went to a bookstore, there was a small bakery attached to it. The smell of freshly baked goods and the serenity of the air was comforting - being around Satan was comforting.
“So, how did you know where to find me?”
“Asmo posted pictures on devilgram. That’s his favorite bath-house, so of course he’d take you there today.”
You hummed in agreement, your fingers tracing the spine of books as you two walked past the shelves.
“Is this your favorite bookstore?” A small blush creeps onto his face.
“One of my favorites, yes.”
“Any last recommendations?”
Satan grins taking your hand to lead you to a more obscure area of the bookstore. The books become more odd looking, and the mood shifts ominously. He grabs a small book, the title reads, Death of the Three Worlds.
“It’s fictional, but has an abundance of historical accuracies about all three worlds. It’s a good read, I’ll buy it for you to take...home.” He hesitates. You look up at him and smile.
“I’d love that. Thank you.”
Side by side, you both walk towards the cashier; you decide to check out the bakery before leaving. There, you spot a familiar ginger and his twin.
You rush over to them in excitement.
“Hey guys!”
“MC!” Beel exclaims with a stuffed face.
“Hey MC,” Belphie says less enthusiastically but with a smile on his face nevertheless. “What are you doing here?”
“Oh, I’m here with Satan. He’s buying a book for me, I just wanted to check this bakery out real quick.”
“Here.” Beel holds up a puff pastry filled with jam, nearly jamming it in your face. You open your mouth up slightly.
“Ahh - mm. It’s good.” Some jam dirties the corner of your mouth, you go to wipe it off but Beel cuts you off, licking it instead. Your face turns beet red.
“You can’t just do that in public, Beel!”
Belphie nods in agreement.
“Ah - sorry, I couldn’t help it.”
“Anyway, I should buy a treat for Satan. What do you think he’d like?”
“Cupcakes, cheesecake, danish, doughnuts -”
“Beel, that’s what you like,” sighs Belphie. “Nothing too sweet. He doesn’t care for it.”
You nod in consideration and buy him a croissant. By the time you walk back to the table, Satan is sitting there patiently for you. You hand him the croissant, and he hands you the bag with the book in it.
“Thanks, MC.”
***
By the time you got back to the House of Lamentation there were only a few hours before the party would start. You knew Asmo would want to start getting ready soon. Racing to the stairs and looking through your phone, you bump into Levi - who was also not paying attention. You fall flat on your back, Levi hovering over you with both hands beside your head and one knee in between your legs. He would’ve been mad had it been anyone else, but seeing it was you he began blabbering.
“THIS IS JUST LIKE THAT ONE ANIME, I WASN’T PAYING ATTENTION AND NEITHER WAS MY CRUSH AND WE RAN INTO EACH OTHER NOW I’M ON TOP OF THEM IN AN INTIMATE POSITION.”
“Oh really? I haven’t seen that one yet.” You smile, while gently pushing him into a sitting position.
“It’s okay, a little too predictable to me.”
“Predictable? I thought you didn’t like surprises, Levi?”
“Well - yeah - not in real life, but in anime I don’t want to guess what’s going to happen!” He huffs and looks to the side. “So when are we going to watch that new anime? I mean - I know you leave tonight but you said you wanted to see it…”
“I do want to see it! But...I’m running out of time. I’m sorry, I just don’t have time tonight.”
“Yeah, sure.” He slumps his shoulders, hands in pockets, and heads back upstairs to his room.
You sigh, hoping to make it up to him somehow.
***
Due to Asmo, you were late to the party. He called it fashionably late - you called it rude. You would have to apologize profusely to Lucifer once you saw him. But instead, you saw a rambunctious demon coming towards you - your first man.
“MC! I haven’t seen you all day!” He pouts; he looks you up and down. “You look a-amazing.”
“Thank you. I’m sorry, Mammon. I’ve just been busy trying to spend time with everyone.”
“You’re telling me I’m the last person?!”
“Well, technically no, I haven’t seen Lucifer - but, let’s not focus on that. I just want to have fun with you tonight!”
“Of course you do, I’m the Great Mammon! C’mon, let’s dance!”
You spent the night dancing and laughing with Mammon - occasionally his other brothers would steal you away for dances, but he always found you and stole you back. The night was coming to an end, you could feel it in your soul that it was almost times up.
“Mammon - I’m having so much fun.”
“I am too!” He twirled you in his arms.
“I have to find Lucifer.” Slowly you both stop dancing, and he stares deep into your eyes.
“Okay, just come back to me?” He questions rather than states. You nod your head.
***
It shouldn’t have been too hard to find Lucifer, you figured wherever Lord Diavolo was he would be. But that wasn’t the case.
“Lord Diavolo, have you seen Lucifer?” You ask desperately.
“He went outside, he said he needed to breathe.” He eyes you carefully. “I haven’t seen him this distraught in a long time.”
You thank him and rush outside, you could suddenly feel how suffocating the ballroom was, packed with demons dancing. You see his silhouette, he’s looking away. Suddenly all of the emotions of the day rush to you; everything that you had been holding in wanted to come out.
“Lucifer!” You cry out, tears streaming down your face. He turns at the mention of his name. You rush to him, arms extended - he opens his, and engulfs you in his embrace.
“MC...Why are you crying?” You look away in embarrassment, but he holds your face gently in his hands wiping away the tears with his thumbs.
“I-I don’t want to go. This is my home. Your brothers. You - you’re my home.” A small smile is placed on his face.
“MC, you’re my home, too.”
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Hey I know you did a list for dates with the demons but I was wondering if you would do a bit more detail (for all or just a few) if you have some time. Please and thank you 🥰
Rating: Teen and Up
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Reader
Additional Tags: Fluff, dates, GN!Reader, each drabble is a different length, rated teen because Asmo is mildly suggestive if you read something he says a certain way,
A/N: I know exactly what you are talking about. I hope a few tiny drabbles are acceptable as a "bit more detail".
Lucifer
"Really, Lucifer, this is too much," you protest as you walk into a restaurant that is clearly on the upper end of costs. Everything looks shiny and polished and so very clean. If the place wasn't illuminated by glowing blue fire, you're sure the reflection of lights bouncing off of the decor would blind anyone that entered.
"If you are against such things, we could always return to the house and cancel our date night,” not that he wanted to but he knew you would never allow that.
“You know that isn’t what I meant.” You just didn’t want to go somewhere that required you to wear such elaborate and elegant clothing to eat. You were sure just stepping through the front entrance must have cost 1,000 Grimm alone, “Maybe we can go somewhere cheaper instead.”
“Don’t worry about the price.”
Oh great. You knew that was his way of admitting that the place was beyond expensive. And he made you leave your wallet at home, which meant he was planning to pay, “Please? I don’t really belong here…”
He side-eyed you as he handed his suit jacket to the person at the front door who handed him a small slip of paper in exchange, “Yes, I suppose that is correct. However, this will have to do for now since our reservation for the other place is set for two months from now. Until then, you will simply have to be the crown jewel in this establishment.”
“Lucifer!”
“No more of this, My Heart. It was my turn to choose our date night and you agreed to let me do as I please since you felt the need to drag me away from my work.” He held his arm out to you, waiting for you to take it, “Now, if you would please. Our table is waiting for us.”
Mammon
“Can I take this off yet?” It was really hard to be led around while being completely blinded. You trusted Mammon not to get you hurt or anything, but it was very uncomfortable being in this situation.
“I’ll tell ya when ya can take it off.”
You whine, “But Mammon…”
“We’re almost there, so knock it off.”
So you shut up and let him lead you around, although you were almost certain that, based on the path he had taken, you were just in the dining room. And that speculation was proven correct as he stopped you and took the fabric off of your eyes. The table was set with two steaming bowls and a vase with a single rose between them.
“It’s date night,” he mumbles as he guides you toward the table, “So, ya know, I made ya dinner.”
As you got closer, you could see the food in the bowl was some cup ramen, sprinkled with odd seasons and something that looked like hot sauce. There were also some tea eggs in the broth and a strange pick vegetable you couldn’t identify.
“Did you make this for me?” You pull out a chair and take a seat in front of one of the bowls.
“Yea.” He wasn’t a cook, but he was good at this one dish, especially since it cheap and easy to make, “It ain’t much but-”
“Shh.” You quiet him, “I love it. Although, since we aren’t going out today, that means you’ll need to keep me entertained. Think you can do that for me, Mams?”
He bit his lip, trying to hide the red tint spreading across his face, “Yeah, Babe. The GREAT Mammon is interesting enough to keep yer attention the whole night.”
Leviathan
You flopped onto the couch and leaned back to catch your breath. Who would have known that singing was such a strenuous activity (aside from every choir nerd ever)? You were only four songs in and you were already exhausted. Levi, on the other hand, was happily picking out the next song, insisting on yet another anime duet.
“I think my throat is about to tear itself apart.” Which, you know, wasn’t a good sign, “I can’t sing another note…”
“Ehhh?” He put the song guide face down to save his current page and looked at you with confusion, “But… we still have so many songs to get through.”
“You’ll have to go on without me. I’m not going to make it.”
“No! You have to keep going Henry. No one but you can face this daunting task. You have to stay strong.”
“I can’t, Lord of Shadows. You will have to carry on while I recuperate from this last battle.” Translation: pick a solo song so I can have a break. It was just you two in the private karaoke room, so you may as well have fun with it. After all, you were both dorks in the end.
“For you, Henry, I will continue this battle. Until you are ready to join me on the front lines again.” Damn, you loved this man, especially when he was at ease to embrace who he really was.
You leaned forward, grabbing a glass of water from the table and taking a sip as the ice inside clinked around, “How about the opening song from My Wife Can’t be this Perfect! I Think She May Be A Robot! That’s a good one.”
He just nodded before putting in the song request and picking up the microphone to continue while you rested.
Satan
“Okay. What’s the deal with this one?” You asked, pointing to a large painting of a… squid? You think it’s a squid but it has a beak and its eyes look very goat-like.
“That’s the last known portrait of one the second king’s favorite pet Kraken. Well, technically it is his portrait, but he insisted on having his pet in the painting, so you can barely see him at all.”
A Kraken? You really shouldn’t be surprised that they were real, but it was still shocking, “And it’s important enough to hang in the museum?”
“Well, that particular Kraken dragged an island to the bottom of the ocean, so it’s historical.”
“Please don’t tell me that island was called Atlantis or I may lose my mind.”
Satan had to stop himself from laughing, “No. I’m actually pretty sure no one around would remember that island’s name these days. It was simply an important move in the war that was happening at the time.”
“I see…” You looked down the hallway, seeing just how many other paintings lined the walls and how many demons were gathered around them, “And you’re sure this section won’t have any weird things?”
He shrugged, “Not weird by demon standards, but I promise to avoid the more… violent pieces. I don’t think analyzing the contents of Azael’s Fall of the Sacred Bones would make a very romantic date anyway.”
“Thanks for that, I guess.” You shake your head, looping your arms around his and pressing against him as much as you could, “Well then, lead the way Mr. Curator. Explain Devildom history through art for me.”
The smile that crosses his face is so small and gentle that you swore you imagined it, “Of course, Kitten.”
Asmodeus
"Mmm," you sigh in contentment.
People were touching you all over and you were not sure how you felt about it. They were definitely finding knots and tension you didn't know you had, but they were also starting to venture towards parts of your body that you certainly didn't want to be touched.
Asmo looked up toward you from the seat where the nail stylist was working on him while his feet soaked, "Oh my~ I should bring you here more often if you're going to make sounds like that."
“Don’t start, AsmooOOooo,” you trail off into a hum as the masseuse puts pressure in the center of your back and you melt against the table.
“Just like that. Those sounds are so pretty~” He sang while looking at how the professional had painted his acrylics, “Everyone needs a day to be pampered.”
“Okay. Yep. You were right. I could get used to this.”
“Don’t get too used to it or else you’re going to be upset when I mess you up later,” he said far too casually, considering there were other people in the room with you.
Beelzebub
After winning his fangol game, he was so excited that he picked you up and practically ran off the field to go celebrate. You actually had to remind him that he had to change out of his uniform before he left . You’d never seen him change so quickly.
“So, what will it be today?” You asked as he came out of the changing room, “Hell’s Kitchen is usually the go-to, but I heard about this new place that opened up recently that claims it’s all you can eat.” Although, you doubted they expected someone with Beel’s appetite to come in.
The promise of ‘all you can eat’ seemed to be enough for him, “I want to try that one.”
“Good. Dinner’s on me since you won the game. We’ll consider it your celebration.”
“....can it be a date instead?”
You turned to him wide-eyed before settling into a smile, “Sure thing, Beel. In that case though, I expect to spend more than just dinner together. Fair?”
He just nodded as he took your hand in his own, weaving your fingers together as he let you lead the way to this supposed buffet.
Belphegor
Belphie wishes that he'd worn earplugs because your screaming was hurting his head. He couldn't exactly blame you though. Humans didn’t usually fall hundreds of feet while clinging on for dear life to their demon boyfriend. But, you know, sometimes weird things happen in life. This was just one of those things.
It was kind of spur of the moment. He wanted to take you on a date and he told you as much about five minutes before he wanted to head out. Which was unusual. You had always assumed that he wouldn’t want to go out and do much for a date, since he was always so tired and seemed to just want to sleep. What you expected even less was for him to lead you to a giant canyon, pick you up, and jump straight down like a madman.
He didn’t need to tell you to hang on tight. You couldn’t think of anything else but holding on for dear life. Well, that and how you were going to die.
You didn't die though. Landed with a thud that rattled your bones? Yes. Died? No. Although you were definitely missing a few years from your lifespan now…
"We're here," he says with a yawn, his way of telling you to get off because carrying you was too much work.
You didn't let go, still paralyzed from the shock of falling so far down and trying to convince yourself that the ground wouldn't fall out from under you if you stood on your own two feet.
"Fine," he said with a sigh, resigning himself to carrying you the rest of the way.
The walk through the bottom of the canyon was long, long enough that you finally began to calm down and loosen your grip on Belphie. Even so, he didn’t let go of you while he continued to move.
That continued until he finally came to a stop just outside the mouth of a cave, “This is it.”
You stared in confusion. A cave at the bottom of a canyon was… it was a sight, but you couldn’t understand why this was his chosen date spot. You finally got out of his hold and walked toward the entrance, encouraged that he didn’t seem to want to stop you.
Just ahead, through the darkness of the cave, you could see something twinkling and glistening as the little light from outside came streaming in. Crystals embedded in the walls of rock shone brilliantly, twisting and curving in a series of colors.
Your eyes blew wide, taken in by the spectacle of it all.
“What do you think?” Belphie chuckled gently from behind you.
“It’s beautiful…”
“Yeah. I thought you’d like it.” He came up to you, leaning his head into your shoulder, “Gonna take a nap now.” Carrying you down here was a lot of hard work he wasn’t used to, and getting the two of you back out was going to be even more. He deserved to rest.
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Flirt War
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: Asmo/ reader
Warning: NSFW - Crude Language
“Asmo get the fuck out of my room before I hang you by your balls. “ I was thoroughly annoyed by the touchy avatar of lust. He usually flirts with me and will make snide remarks, but lately it was getting out of control. He was constantly trying to touch her and flirt with the small human.
“But darling I want to cuddle before dinner,” He whined pushing his champagne colored bangs out of his face. He wrapped his arms around me and
“I need to go to the library to study with Satan and get my tasks done. Now get the heck of my room.” I release myself from his grasp, grab my bag and book it to the library. Once there I look for Satan, finding him in a niche by the fireplace.
“You're late y/n” Satan looked up at me. I sighed heavily and knelt in the chair next to him.
“Asmo hasn’t been leaving me alone lately, he has been ultra flirty and clingy and I don’t know how to handle it.”I apologize as I got my books out. The blonde demon listened to my rant before offering me some tea and snacks. We calmly started to work on our assignments and Satan worked to show me demonology and chemistry, it was such a calm few hours before dinner. There was a spell on the library so that it blocked out the noises of the rest of the house. It was my favorite place to be, no Mammon to cling to me or Asmo to flirt. These brothers are so chaotic.
“Yn it's time to get ready for dinner.” Satan said softly as I worked on Chemistry. I groan softly not wanting to move and face the brothers.
“Uuuugh time to go back to the chaos and Asmo’s pick up lines.” I groan picking up my stuff.
“You should stop taking his shit, just back sass him like you do everyone else” Satan advises with a smirk. He knows how sassy I can be when I am in a bad mood. I nod at him and leave the library before going to my room to get ready. It was Beel’s night to cook so I know to make it quick so there’s food left. I showered and changed from my RAD uniform to a f/c t-shirt dress and flats. A large black belt went around my waist and I threw my h/l h/c in a ponytail. I walked don to dinner seeing everyone but Mammon there. Solomon sat next to Asmo since they had been working on a project together. I sighed and braced myself for the pickup lines. I sat down just in time to hear.
“Oh y/n that’s such a cute dress, it would look amazing on my floor.” Asmo complimented with a smirk. I saw Mammon start to get angry at his comment.
“I actually think it would look better shoved in your windpipe.” I replied before taking food and looking at Mammon's dropped jaw. He blushed and looked away. Solomon was trying not to laugh.
“ Well damn y/n I just googled “sexy” and a pic of you just came up.” Asmo pressed on, giving me his charming smile.
“Well you’ll get the same result if you google “not interested” I replied breaking our eye contact. Mammon snorted next to me and I met Satan's mischievous eyes. Solomon started choking on his food. After a few minutes he cleared his throat and I looked over.
“ Y/n there is something wrong with my eyes, I can’t take them off of you. “Solomon's smooth voice met my ears. I looked up and met his eyes, I snorted.
“I’m having issues with mine too Solomon, I can’t see you getting anywhere with me.” I replied already tired of this nonsense. Everyone but Beel had caught what was going on and they wanted to see what would happen next, Beel was just eating his food and looking confused. I glared at Asmo and Solomon and they were looking at each other, trying to plan what was going to happen next. I looked over at Satan who was smirking at me, pride in his eyes at the flustered look on Solomon and Asmo's face.
“Hey Y/n” Asmo asked me, I looked over at him and raised my eyebrow.
“Yes Asmo ”I replied uncertainly, everyone was listening to what was going to happen next.
“I don’t have a library card, but do you mind if I check you out.” He asked innocently as he grabbed a roll from the table.
“Asmo honey, didn’t you know I’m a best seller? I’m currently unavailable.” I replied sweetly as I hear Satan cough and hide his smirk, Lucifer had his mouth open. I raised an eyebrow at the two troublemakers and waited for the next line to come out their mouth confident and revenge fresh on my tongue. Solomon kept his eyes on me while Asmo looked down at his plate. After a few moments of silence.
“Y/n my dear, if I said you have a beautiful body will you hold it against me?” Solomon raised his eyebrows at me suggestively and I roll my eyes. I heard Mammon and Levi next to me getting angry. Beel is starting to blush at all the innuendos finally realizing what is going on.
“Solomon if I said I wanted to check out your ass, would you turn around and walk away? I asked in response, raising my eyebrows in question. Lucifer took that moment to clear his throat.
“Solomon, Simeon texted me to tell you he needs help at purgatory. One of your spells got spilled. '' Lucifer informed him and Solomon went wide eyed before he got up. He said a quick goodbye before he walked out swaying his hips a little. I rolled my eyes as Mammon put his hands over my eyes.
“Don’t look y/n” he told me. I snorted
“Mammon, the avatar of lust can’t charm me, you really think a human ass is going to?” I asked, turning and looking at him, my eyebrows raised. Mammon started to stutter while Levi and Satan started to laugh.
“Hey Y/n wanna hear a joke about my dick?” I raised my eyes at the sudden words. Levi coughed next to me. “Nevermind it's too long” Asmo winked in my direction. I snorted at him
“Hey Asmo you wanna hear a joke about my vagina? Nevermind your never going to get it.” I winked back at him as Mammon started to choke on his dinner.
“ But Y/n I want to give myself to you?” Asmo whined, I could tell he was reaching his breaking point. I was getting tired of the constant pickup lines and the flirting. If Asmo could settle down I would go with him in a heartbeat, but he can’t settle down and I am not a plaything, or a prize for Solomon and Asmo to win.
“ Sorry Asmo I don’t accept used gifts” I replied without missing a beat. I saw his face fall a little, as he seemed stumped. Lucifer shot me a warning look and I put my hands up. I was just replying to Asmo’s advances. Thankfully I was done eating and decided to flee before Asmo came up with more. I had temporarily stumped him and deflated his ego a little. Taking the small victory I stood up.
“Alright guys, I am heading to my room. I need to finish some work so please leave me alone.” I rose from the table and walked around to where Asmo was sitting. I smirked and leaned down next to him. “ your face would look better with my legs wrapped around it” I whispered slyly in his ear. I watched his jaw drop as I winked and walked up to my room, listening to Levi and Mammon start to protest and get upset. I hear Satan laughing at Asmo’s face. Oh I’m going to pay for that later. But this small victory was so worth it.
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Can you do part 2 to the Great Witch Maddi likes MC please? It was so cute!!!🥺
Part 2... Help. 😅
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Great Witch Maddi Fell In Love With MC (Part 2)
(In Maddi's house)
Maddi: *wearing one of her formal but seductive clothes with the most sensual perfume sprayed on her neck and wrist; she also decorated her whole house to have a romantic vibe* *pleased to herself* I hope MC will like this.
(At the House Of Lamentation)
Mammon: MC!!! Don't go!!! *pleads while clinging to your leg*
Satan and Belphie: *pulling him off* Mammon!! Will you stop that?!
MC: Mammon, I'm going to be late...
Mammon: *cries* What if you didn't return forever huh?! Who's going to be my human buddy?!
MC: ...
MC: Solomon...?
Mammon: NO!!
Lucifer: *cracks his whip to the floor* You let go of their leg, Mammon, or I'll make sure that the next hit will be on you.
Satan and Belphie: *manages to get him off* *sighs in fatigue*
Satan: Seriously, Mammon. Can't you act mature for once?
Belphie: *sigh* That was so tiring.
MC: I'm going. See you all later.
Lucifer: Take care.
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(At Maddi's house)
Maddi: *patiently waiting for MC* *hears the doorbell and excitedly opens it* MC! Thank you for... coming... *her breath is taken from the sight of you*
MC: Yeah. Sorry for waiting. *adjusting the cuffs of your long sleeve*
Maddi: *blushes* I-It's fine... You're just in time. *lightly pulls your hand to go inside*
MC: *notices the ambiance* *looks at Maddi* Something is off.
Maddi: H-Huh?
MC: You smell quite alluring... And your home... Like you are planning to seduce someone. Are you expecting any visitor than me?
Maddi: No! You're the only one I invited!
MC: Oh... I see. *places a finger between your lips* Though I think you are welcoming me too much.
Maddi: *gulps* *tries to change the subject* Why don't we eat first? *pulls you to the dining table with her* *pulls the chair* You can sit here, MC.
MC: *frowns at her* *pulls the chair on the other side of the table* You sit here first.
Maddi: !!!
MC: *smiles* I know I'm a guest but, you don't have to serve me that much.
Maddi: *blushes* Al-Alright...
MC: *sits on the other side of the table facing her* So... Why have you invited me here?
Maddi: *regains her composure* I just want to be frank. MC, are you in a relationship right now?
MC: Hm... Yes.
Maddi: *is shock* W-What? *her face drains*
MC: Friendship with the brothers.
Maddi: *dumbfounded* *then laughs* T-That's not what I meant!
MC: *smiles at her* You look quite tense.
Maddi: *blushes again* I-Is that so?
MC: *nods* And with your question, no. I'm not in a relationship right now.
Maddi: ...
Maddi: I see. I don't want to rush things but...
Maddi: Do you think I'll have a chance on you?
MC: ...
MC: *looks at her*
Maddi: *her heartbeat rises*
MC: I don't know. You're not my type actually.
Maddi: ...
Maddi: What did you say?
MC: I like someone who is true to herself. At this point, Maddi, you are trying to woo me, don't you?
MC: You deserve more than that. *stands up and is about to leave*
Maddi: Wait! *hugs you from behind*
MC: ...
Maddi: *on the verge of crying* Y-You're playing with my feelings, MC...
MC: *turns around to face Maddi* *gently touching her face* No... We just met. And yet, you are planning right now to give yourself to me.
Maddi: *mouth slightly open* H-How...
MC: Instinct. *wipes the tears out of her face* Let's not rush things.
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Lucifer: How is it?
MC: *sighs* She got angry with me.
Satan: What did you do?
Belphie: Isn't it obvious? MC got slapped.
Beel: Sometimes, MC can be an asshole.
MC: ...
Mammon: *is smiling the whole time* So Maddi dislikes you now? That's a great news! Let's celebrate!
Levi: You're too happy about this, Mammon.
Asmo: *gets inside the living room; grasping for air* GUYS!!! MADDI'S OUTSIDE AND SHE LOOKS REALLY MAD!
The brothers: *panics and goes to check her with you following them*
Maddi: *destroying things outside* *screaming* MC!!! MC!!!
MC: *is looking at her*
Lucifer: MC, you should hide.
Satan: We can handle this.
Maddi: MC!!!!
MC: *sighs* *steps outside to see her*
Maddi: *sees you* *furious* MC!!! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU TELL ME NOT TO RUSH THINGS!?! WHY?!! WHEN I ALREADY FOUND YOU!!!
MC: *looks at her and notices that she is bare-footed*
Maddi: *is crying while being mad at the same time* WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?!
MC: *starts to walk towards her*
The brothers: MC?! What the fuck are you doing?!
MC: *stops when you already standing in front of Maddi* *whispers* Maddi...
Maddi: What do you want me to do, MC?
MC: *wipes her tears* *but lets her to continue talking*
Maddi: I'm going crazy...
MC: You already are. Who in their right mind will get scandalous like this without wearing shoes? *smiles* I don't know if you're actually a fool, Maddi.
Maddi: *starts to punch your chest a little bit hard* Whose fault do you think it is?!
MC: *chuckles* Okay... Okay... *picks her up*
The brothers: !!!
Maddi: Wha—
MC: Let's talk about this inside.
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Temporary curse 2
Part 1
"Good morning, everyone!"
Your cheerful and bubbly voice reach to the brothers' ears while entering the dining room with Lucifer while being carried by him; only by one arm, completely dressed up cutely. Thanks to Lucifer.
You all went out shopping at Majolish yesterday to buy you some clothes for the time being in your child form to use for tomorrow's retreat...it was quite a disaster, since they couldn't decide which clothes to buy you, since everything suits you well. What they all thought
In the end, the brothers had decided to let you pick your own clothes.
"Good morning, sweetie~!"
Asmo sweetly replies along with his smile as he quickly stood up from his seat and dashed by your side after Lucifer had sat you down beside his.
"Morning."
Leviathan replied as well, his eyes leaving the screen of his phone to look at you; who's being smothered by Asmo.
"Hey! Get away from her!"
Mammon shouts but was completely ignored by Asmodeus. sad.
"Did you sleep well?"
The Avatar of Lust asked, which you replied with a nod and bright smile but still somewhat looking sleepy.
"Aww~ you're still sleepy aren't you? Well it's really early...You can sleep with me later after we arrive at the castle~!"
He happily said as he seemed excited at the thought of you sleeping beside him, hugging as he kisses your plump, soft, chubby cheeks.
"Wha?! No way! [Y/n]'s sleepin' beside me later!"
Mammon retorts to his brother, who only scoffed at him.
"No way that's happening, because [Y/n] is obviously gonna pick me and not you."
Asmodeus confidently said to the white haired demon.
"How can ya be so sure, huh?!"
"Are you an idiot? Oh, wait. I can't believe I just asked that. But I'll answer that for you, because you're an idiot. Of course you're an idiot! It's obvious that she wants to see me, my beautiful face, the moment she opens her eyes."
"What the— hey! I ain't an idiot!"
Mammon retorts as Satan appears with Beel, who's both setting down the plate of foods as their breakfast for today.
"You may be pretty Asmo, but we're not that sure if [Y/n] will pick you."
Beel spoke after putting the plate down, earning a stifle laugh from Satan, after he puts down three pieces of pancakes with butter and honey on top of it on a plate in front of you, which made your eyes sparkle.
"-Pancakes!"
You happily exclaimed, your sleepiness disappearing at the delicious looking food. And when you were about to start digging in, you couldn't reach your food,. So you stood up on your seat and reached for the fork then started your meal, completely forgetting that the brothers were still arguing in the background.
"-Delicious~!"
Your eyes sparkled as you stuff your mouth with pancakes while the demons continue to argue.
"How rude!"
Asmo responds to Beel, a scowl visible on his pretty face.
"There's no need to be upset, Asmo. What Beel said was true."
Satan said with a chuckle, which only made Asmo scoff.
"Why do they have to be so loud."
Leviathan mumbles to himself as he scrolls through his phone, but is actually lowkey jealous. Lucifer coughs; gaining his brothers' attention.
"Apparently, [Y/n] is not sleeping with anyone, with the exception of me of course. Now, shut up before I hang you all upside down at the ceiling, leaving you all here for three days."
All of them squeaked at their eldest brother's deadly smile and a bit of shameful words.
"Augh..Do you guys have to be so loud in the morning? I even woke up from my slumber. I felt like my eardrums were gonna explode."
Belphegor deadpans, his brows furrowed, completely annoyed at them, not until he saw you, continuously stuffing your mouth with pancakes; making your cheeks more plump as your eyes continue to shine and sparkle.
A squirrel?
Belphie thought, his head slightly at the side while staring at you.
"Gwush moshning, Bwelp!"
You cheerfully greeted, mouth full with food as you smiled at him.
"Yeah, Good morning, [Y/n]. Enjoying your breakfast?"
He replied, a faint smile visible on his face as he tries not to laugh at you which was a success.
"Yeah! The pawnkwish twaste amashing! Wanna twist?"
(Yeah! The pancake taste amazing! Wanna taste?)
"[Y/n] don't talk with your mouth full, and eat slowly of you'll choke."
Lucifer scolds as he couldn't help himself to chuckle, the others laughing at you.
"LOLOL! That's was so cute that I got it on video!"
The third born happily exclaims while holding on his phone.
"Oi, Levi! Send that to THE great Mammon!"
"Sure."
"Oh, me too~!"
Asmo chimes with a smile.
"Just send it to the group, so that the others can see it as well."
Belphie deadpans which made Levi to smile more.
"Yeah, great idea! Aaaand sent."
"I'm glad that you liked it."
Satan spoke with a smile.
"Of course! It's so soft and fluffy and delicious!"
You exclaimed with enthusiasm, making the blonde to chuckle and pat your head, which you enjoyed.
"Anyways, is your belongings all ready?"
Lucifer ask, earning a few nods from some of his brothers.
"Very well. let's all finish up breakfast quickly then clean up and head to Lord Diavolo's castle. I can't let the angels and Solomon be there first."
"Why does that line seem familiar?"
Mammon ask as he starts to remember, while Asmodeus claps hiss hands together.
"I'm so excited~!"
Asmo excitedly exclaimes while Beel's eyes seemed to have lit up by the news.
"Well not me."
Levi mumbles as he eats.
"Barbatos' cooking."
"Wha— hey, Beel! Stop drooling, you're getting it on my shoulder!"
Exclaimed Leviathan at the tall orange haired cute demon as Lucifer lets out a sigh.
"Be on your best behavior, everyone."
After breakfast, you tried to help the others clean up the table but was stopped quickly stopped, before you could even lift a plate.
They didn't wanted you getting into an accident, that's why. Just the thought of your pained expression deeply aches their hearts.
Mammon has you already in his arms, ready to escape the clean up duty to spend some time with you, but was caught by Belphie, who smiled sinisterly at his white haired brother; making the albino to put you down with a smile as he sweat bullets and before leaving, he said,
"The Great Mammon has to help out his brothers clean up, so go on, play around and have some fun on your own while waiting"
Belphie seemed to have blackmailed Mammon.
◈𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 ◈
"Woah~! Is that really a castle?!"
You shouted excitedly as you stare at Diavolo's castle with shining and sparkling eyes, lips slightly agape, completely amazed at the sight while being carried by Lucifer, who's walking towards the door of the castle of his lord.
"T-Then, there must be lo~ts of sweets inside, right?!"
The others laughs at your enthusiasm, and finally, you all entered, the large door opening to let you all inside; the inside seemed to be sparkling in your eyes.
"Well, good morning! I must say, I couldn't wait for you to arrive!"
Diavolo cheerfully greets with a soft chuckle.
"Welcome to Lord Diavolo's castle, it's a pleasure to you have here."
Barbatos politely greets with a smile.
"Good morning, Diavolo. And you too, Barbatos."
Lucifer greets back to both of them.
"Oh~ Is that [Y/n]?"
The auburn haired demon prince stares at you, his eyes seemed to have lit up at the sight of you.
"Yes."
The black haired demon simply replied.
"I must say, [Y/n] is very cute when she was a child. I can't believe she had such plump, soft, chubby cheeks!"
Diavolo happily exclaims with a bright smile.
"[Y/n] this is Lord Diavolo, say hi to him."
Your cheeks flushed as you beam at him, trying your best not to look shy.
"H-Hello, nice to meet you, Lord Diavolo!"
You used your cheerful and bubbly voice at him, which made his smile more big.
"Yes, nice to meet you, [Y/n]."
Barbatos walks forward and stares at you which you also stared back, a slight confused and curious look in your big orbs
"Cute, isn't she?"
His lord asked which he responded with a nod and smile.
"Yes. She somehow resembles a very cute hamster."
Diavolo lets out a heartful laugh.
"A hamster, huh?"
"Hello, [Y/n]. I am Barbatos, nice to meet you."
Your cheeks continue to flush as you couldn't held back a shy look at the new person in front of you.
"N-Nice to meet you as well, Barb..Bar.."
Your face scowls as you had a hard time pronouncing the butler's name, your tounge seems to somehow gets tangled when you attempt to say his name like the others prounounce, which made laughter fill the room.
"Oh my. I apologize for also laughing, but that was quite adorable."
You blink your eyes twice at the smiling and chuckling butler, and soon smiled, your teeth slightly showing as you also started to laugh.
"Hey, look. I got [Y/n]'s frowning expression on camera. LOL."
Leviathan snickers while staring at your face through his phone.
"Pfft— send that to the group."
Mammon said while holding back his laughter.
"I'm getting hungry just by staring at [Y/n]'s cheeks..."
Beel spoke as his twin shook his head.
"Well, I'm sleepy. And I think [Y/n]'s sleepy as well, I can't wait to sleep with her."
Belphie spoke happily.
"Nu-uh! [Y/n] and I will be sleeping together!"
Asmo retorts while Satan shakes his head and say:
"Don't start again."
"Lucifer, will both of them give me some delicious sweet?"
You whisper at the black haired with sparkling eyes which made him chuckle.
"Perhaps. You'll just have to wait and see."
He said as he smirks. You nod your head and stared at the two demons in front of you, your eyes sparkling as it showed that you were expecting something from them.
"Why is she staring at the both of us like that?"
Diavolo ask, chuckling as he stares back at you with Barbatos beside him.
"And she seems to expecting something from us?"
The butler said with a smile on his face. Lucifer chuckles and covers your eyes.
"Don't mind her. She's just expecting a sweet treat from the both of you."
"A fun of sweets, huh?"
Diavolo said with a chuckle once again while Lucifer puts you down, making you to dash to the other brothers.
"It seems that our other guests have arrived."
Barbatos announce as he smile while you hide behind Mammon's legs, making the avatars of sins stare at you in awe.
"Hello, good morning. We've already got quite a crowd here, don't we?."
Simeon greets with a smile.
"Yes, and it seems like you've all managed to get here before us once again."
Solomon said as he chuckles softly.
"...Is that [Y/n]?"
Luke points out. You slightly flinched, making you to hide more behind the white haired demon, Mammon.
"She's shy around strangers but once you give her something sweet, she'll immediately go liking you as if she wasn't shy when you first met her~!"
Asmodeus happily explained to them.
"Oh~ She's really cute."
Solomon said as he approaches and crouches down.
"Hello, I'm Solomon. Nice to meet you."
He said with a charming smile while showing a lollipop in his hand. You immediately stepped out from your hiding spot with sparkling eyes.
"Hello, and thank you!"
You replied cheerfully while taking the lollipop away from his hand and giving him a hug, catching the sorcerer off guard.
"Didn't your parents told you about strangers with sweets?"
Solomon asked with a chuckle while you start to unwrap the lollipop.
"Mommy told and warned me about them, but mister Sol are friends with everyone in this room! And you already introduced yourself. We aren't strangers anymore!"
You chirped as you can beam a smile at him which they found so adorable and precious.
"We're gonna be best friends, Sol!"
Solomon felt warm and fuzzy inside while he reaches his hand to pat your head gently.
"You are with no doubt, straight up cute and adorable as a kid. Stay a child forever, [Y/n].
The sorcerer states with a huge smile on his face.
"Yes. Who knew that [Y/n] could be this cute when she was a child."
"Indeed. Cute."
Simeon approaches you next, slightly crouched down. Your eyes seemed to have lit up at the sight of him.
"Pretty~"
He chuckles softly with a smile.
"Mister, are you an angel?"
Simeon continues to smile as he starts to pat your head.
"Why, yes."
Your eyes shines. You held out your hand while smiling brightly along with your sparkling eyes.
"Nice to meet you, pretty angel mister, I'm [Y/n]!"
He laughs as he gently shook your hand.
"Hi [Y/n], I'm Simeon, nice to meet you."
You beam at him.
"Then he must be an angel as well, right?!"
You point at the small boy with enthusiasm.
"Of course, I am!"
Luke responds while Simeon laughs.
"Oh~! You're a cute angel!"
You beam at him, staring at him with glossy sparkling eyes. You ran towards him with a soft laughter that made everyone stare at you in awe, their hearts melting as you gave Luke a warm hug, your arms trying to wrap his waist completely.
"Augh..Why does she goes around huggin' everyone."
"You're not the only who's being jealous, Mammon."
Beel said beside his white haired older brother with a slight look of disdain in his face as Mammon turns a bit red.
"I am not being jealous! Why would I be?! That's Levi's job, ya know?! It's not like I also want to be hugged by [Y/n] while she smile bright, okay?!"
"I can't believe you all can handle that physical touching and stuff. Augh. Normies."
"Says the one who gave [Y/n] also a candy to receive a kiss."
Belphie deadpans at Levi, who suddenly turned red.
"I can't believe she called Simeon pretty at their first meeting."
Asmodeus mutters with his arms crossed.
"There's no need for you to be jealous."
Satan spoke with a smile and chuckle.
"Alright, since we're all here we should explain what we'll be doing for the retreat."
You shook his large warm hand with your soft and chubby small hand.
Diavolo announce with a smile.
"Certainly, my lord."
Barbatos said as he bowed his head then raises it, a smile showing on his face.
"I'll begin explaining what we have planned for each day of the retreat."
...
After Barbatos explained what everyone will do for each day of retreat, everyone left to head to their designated rooms that was also announced by the butler, himself.
(1) Diavolo, [Y/n], Lucifer. (2) Solomon, Beel, Mammon. (3) Belphegor, Simeon, Satan. (4) Luke, Asmodeus, Leviathan.
And right now, the three of you: Diavolo, Lucifer and you are all inside your room, Barbatos now entering with a plate of macaroons and two cups of tea and a glass of juice.
"Macaroon.."
Your mouth waters after Barbatos sets the plate of different colored macaroons in front oy you.
"Well, don't be shy. dig in."
Diavolo said, a soft chuckle escaping his lips.
"Okay! Thank you very much!"
As you take one piece of the macaroon and took it inside your mouth, it felt like fireworks exploding everywhere inside your head; which made your expression easy for them to read: a complete happy and pleased look.
"So good~!"
Diavolo laughs while Barbatos chuckles along with Lucifer.
"Did you made them yourself, Barb?!"
You enthusiastically asked, eyes sparking with excitement.
"Yes."
The butler nods with a smile which made you beam and compliment him.
"I am happy to hear that you're enjoying them."
Diavolo laughs once again.
"If you want more, there's no need to hold back and ask."
Lucifer shook his head as he wipes your mouth with a napkin.
"Do not spoil her too much with sweets, Lord Diavolo. Or she'll ruin her teeth."
After finishing your sweets, Diavolo has you seated on his lap. He was smiling brightly as he plays with your cheeks while you only laugh.
"Are all human children this cute? I can't believe they have such chubby soft cheeks~!"
"No. I am certain that [Y/n]'s cuteness cannot compare to the other children out there."
Lucifer responds without hesitation to his lord, making him laugh while he start to carry you, using one arm. You lay your head on his shoulder after wrapping your arms around his neck and slowly falling asleep which Diavolo and Lucifer both noticed.
He stands up and tucks you in his bed with a gentle smile on his face. He stares at your peaceful sleeping face as he opens his mouth to respond softly at Lucifer's words.
"Yes, I agree."
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A groan escapes your lips as you turn your body on the soft bed, the sound of the white blanket shuffling along with the cheerful and excited voices outside, approaching the room.
"Sweetheart, [Y/n]~! Are you wake?"
"Asmodeus, you can't just barge inside like that. This isn't just my room nor [Y/n]. This is also the room of Lord Diavolo."
Lucifer scolds while Diavolo laughs and enters the room with the both of them saying that it's fine, the other demons following as well.
"Hey, [Y/n]! I've baked some cookies for you, so wake up before they get cold!"
Luke shouts excitedly while approaching your bed.
"Is it really necessary for all of you to come just to wake her up? I'm sure it's enough with just me and Beel."
The sleepy Belphie said with a small yawn. Beel nods his head whilst munching on his breakfast food.
"Well, [Y/n]'s smiling bright face is really nice to see in the morning."
Simeon spoke with a smile.
"Indeed."
Satan agrees as he chuckles.
"Everyone is really lively in the morning."
Solomon said, a chuckle escaping his lips.
"Oi, [Y/n]! The Great Mammon is here to wake ya up with a lot of sweets!"
"Which he stole from Barbatos' kitchen."
Leviathan deadpans to his white haired brother.
"I didn't steal anything!"
The room continues to be loud while Luke's smiling face drops as he saw you sitting up with your elbows lifting you. Not in your child form anymore.
"Why is everyone being so loud in the morning, and suddenly spoiling me with sweets? I don't think I've talked about that with any of you."
Everyone froze as they stared at you, hand pushing the side of your hair back while your bare shoulders along with your right leg shown. Simeon smiles while covering Luke's eyes, both of them red.
You felt your shoulders get chilly while everyone in the room turns red. You looked at yourself under the blanket. Naked. Asmodeus whistles mumbling about how you look hot and sexy right now, while Satan shooks his head at him, both of them red. Mammon and Levi had turned completely red — a blushing mess as they both seemed to have malfunctioned.
Solomon continues to smile as if he wasn't completely affected, but actually is. Belphie and Beel looks away, both of them not saying any word. Lucifer and Diavolo both tries their best to compost themselves. Smiling darkly, you chuckle. A chuckle that somehow sent a shiver down their spines.
"I'm sorry if this will sound disrespectful, Lucifer. And especially towards you, Lord Diavolo...but please get out. All of you."
#obey me x reader#obey me undateables#obey me brothers#obey me shall we date#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me x you#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor
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Ooh, can you do a soft Yandere Lucifer fic please? I think it would fit him quite well 💞
(Can do, buckaroo)
Tonight, mine.
Yandere!Lucifer x reader (gender neutral) - Some smut, lots of fluff tbh
Thunder shakes the house, the earsplitting cracking startling me from my previously peaceful sleep. My heart pounds in my chest as I grip the soft duvet and look around the room wide-eyed. The room sits still, faint rumbles still rolling in the distance. Of course I shouldn’t be surprised by the ferocious storm, everything in Devildom seems all the more intense.
I pause, my eyes landing on a group picture framed and sitting on the bedside table. A photo of the brothers and I on the last day of my stay as the exchange student. Their smiles are very real yet...sad. I knew the moment I stepped foot back in the human world that they’d miss me. And it took the boys calling me repeatedly to convince me to come back. Between Mammon’s loud blubbering and Beel’s “I’m going to call but when you pick up I’ll be silent” phone calls it was clear that I needed to come back for at least a visit. Hell, the boys didn’t even manage to make it five months before Diavolo conveniently called and asked if I’d come back for a month-long visit.
Though, with a heavy heart, I couldn’t help but notice one brother didn’t call or even message me. Lucifer, while not the most talkative man, didn’t bother to check in at all. After our awkward exchange the night before I left, I would’ve thought he’d care enough to message me a quick “hello”...
Standing in Lucifer’s study I gaze up at the demon man defiantly. In his full form Luci could be described as bone-chilling at best.
“So? (y/n), will you make a pact with me?” His voice is stern yet amused as he holds out one hand for me to shake. I know running away is futile, he locked the door behind me after all. And despite all the red flags being raised in my mind I don’t particularly want to say no. I take his hand in mind, watching something briefly flash across his eyes as I grip his red-gloved hand in mine.
“Yes, yes I will.” a grin stretches across Lucifer’s face as he pulls his hand away slowly.
“Then it’s so,” He purrs in his usual fashion, “You’re mine.”
And with that I found an excuse and left, face hot and an odd sense of pride in my chest. Spending time alone with Lucifer was eternally a struggle between fear and arousal, as embarrassing as it is to admit.
I left the next day as though nothing had happened. Being near my boys was so wonderful. Taking that picture felt so...sweet.
But here I am, back in Devildom with the warmth of my favorite demon brothers at my side. Their reunion with me was warmer than the sun and my first week here has been a delight. Its been a struggle to keep the boys out of my room, what with Mammon being as clingy as he is and Asmo being...Asmo. Even Beel and Satan have tried to climb in bed to snuggle.
A parched sensation in my throat brings me back down to reality, the need for water being ever present. I slide my soft slippers back on and meander across the room, yawning and slipping out of the room and towards the kitchen. Since they share a wall it takes practically no time until I’m enjoying the warmth of the kitchen. Eyeing up my favorite teacup a fantastic idea slips its way into my mind: lavender and chamomile tea. Perfect for getting me back to sleep.
Inwardly praising my absolutely genius thought process, I fill the kettle and place it on the stove. Then, being a human in a kitchen made to keep giant’s (Beelzebub) from reaching everything, I find myself trying to climb onto the countertop to get the tea from one of the high shelves. Reaching up one knee, I try to prop my left leg up on the countertop. My plan, however, is thwarted by a pair of large hands gripping my waist from behind.
“No need to dirty the counters, dear,” a familiar deep voice rumbles by my ear, Lucifer’s hands gripping my hips a bit tighter, “Allow me to help you.” then, without even pausing to gather strength, Lucifer lifts me up to the shelf I need to get to. His bare fingers dig into my sides as I squeak in alarm.
“L-Luci!” I whisper-yell, squirming in his grip a little.
“Sssshh,” Lucifer whispers, “We don’t want to wake up the others. Now, as much as I am enjoying the view, I suggest you hurry up.” A blush coats my cheek, robbing me of any fight as I quickly snag the tin of tea from the shelves.
“O-okay I got it,” I mutter nervously, feeling Lucifer lower me down gently and place me back on the floor. I shiver a little, hurrying over to my teacup and selecting a bag of tea to put in it. Lucifer watches me, his crimson eyes burning a hole into the back of my head. I try not to look at the demon, knowing he’d tease me for staring if I did.
“But he might be wearing pajamas,” I blush at the thought, turning to the kettle and sneaking a glance at Lucifer.
His hair is lightly messy, his black t-shirt and gray sweats being an aggressive change from his usual clean cut appearance. Of course, that’s when i notice the outline of a fairly sizable bulge resting against his right leg.
“You’re staring,” Lucifer hums, crossing his arms, “Is something wrong?” I tear my eyes away from the attractive demon and grab the kettle from the stovetop.
“No no,” I mumble, “Nothing’s wrong. I promise.” Quickly I pour the steaming water into the teacup, ignoring the image of his lovely frame standing there looking adorably messy which has plastered itself on the inside of my eyelids. Of course there was the lingering question hiding in my throat:
Why is he here?
In my week here this has been the most time Lucifer has spent with me. I can’t lie and say that I didn’t miss him. There’s just something about Lucifer that you cannot get with the others. Something comforting, something strong, something...
I shake the lingering thoughts of Lucifer from my head as I pick up my cup and give it a soft blow.
“You’re restless,” Lucifer whispers, walking up close and placing a hand on my hip, “Come, let us chat in my room until you feel ready to sleep again.” I smile, oddly comforted by the gesture. A soft, sweet smile has taken place of the usual stern tight-lipped expression held by the eldest avatar. It feels so safe.
“That sounds nice, thank you Lucifer,” I smile back at him and watch as he offers me the crook of his arm. Of course I’d be mad to not take it. With me on the crook of his arm, Lucifer gently guides me out into the hall and across the house, keeping his footsteps quiet. The rumble of thunder seems so faint as Lucifer opens the door of his room for me, encouraging me inside and closing the door behind us. I take a spot on a loveseat that Lucifer must’ve purchased since I left Devildom, listening to the classical record Lucifer has put on. Evidently he’s been up for a while. Luci sits down beside me, one leg folding over the other in a regal manner as he closes his eyes and listens to the delicate music.
“Which album is this?” I ask, sipping on my tea and watching a small smile curl on the corner of Lucifer’s mouth.
“The composer was quite the fiend,” He hums, opening one scarlet eye to look at me, “He was obsessed with someone he knew as a close friend. Eventually lost his mind and composed this piece before kidnapping and killing his beloved.” My heart twists, aware that the music Lucifer enjoys often has macabre origins.
“Oh my,” I mutter, sipping the tea to keep myself busy.
“I find myself understanding the composer,” Lucifer whispers, keeping his voice barely loud enough for me to hear, “Though I’d never harm my darling in such a way. Why would one cut short the time they have with their lover?” I shake my head a little bit, Lucifer smiling in response.
“I ,um, didn’t know you had eyes for someone,” I state, finishing off my tea and placing it on the coffee table in front of me. I sit back, fiddling with the drawstring of my shorts and avoiding eye contact.
“I do,” Lucifer hums, his voice laced with a new tone...joy? Though something about it feels off. “I’m truly a man obsessed.” I blush, but can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy stir in my heart as I wiggle in place. Of course, I can’t just lose my cool and get upset. Sometimes people don’t share feelings and that’s okay. I know I feel the same for the other six brothers, I can’t demand that Lucifer loves me too.
“That’s amazing!” I beam, looking up at Lucifer with a wide grin, “I guess I hadn’t thought of you as the romantic type, but you’ve surprised me.” I smile and pat his leg before standing, holding my teacup in one hand as I let out a small yawn. “I should head to bed. Thank you for being here for me, Luci. I think I’ll be able to sleep now.” Lucifer’s smile drops, his eyes turning cold and almost...angry.
“Oh really,” He hums, standing up and hovering over me, “No you aren’t.” Carefully, Lucifer takes the cup from my hand and places it back down. Something deep within my body, perhaps some sort of natural instinct, tells me to run. To get away. Far. away.
“Um, Luci,” I stammer, backing up slowly, “I’ve got plans with the others tomorrow, I need sleep.” A snarl rips from the man’s lips as he glares down at me with burning rage.
“They’ve taken all your time, (y/n),” He growls, grabbing me by the wrist, “Have you forgotten who you belong to?” I gasp as Lucifer drags me forward, hugging me close and lifting me off the ground to be face-to-face with him. Cool air rushes past my feet, my slippers having fallen off in the struggle.
“L-Lucifer,” I squeak, grasping at straws for what could make him let me go, “Cmon, you’ve got somebody... I don’t think they’d like it if you did...this....to another person....” A louder rumble escapes Lucifer’s chest as he chuckles, staring at me with predatory eyes.
“Oh you’re so cute, (y/n),” He purrs, burying his face in my neck and breathing in deeply, “So naive and cute.” Lucifer’s breath fans over my ear, his arms gripping me tighter. I struggle, shaking and trying to wiggle from his arms.
“L-Lucifer.”
“I love you.” his words, despite being sweet in nature, are venomous and demanding. I freeze, staring at the raven-haired beauty.
“Wh-what?”
“Oh don’t play dumb,” Lucifer grins, his grip loosening ever so slightly. Taking this opportunity I push away from Lucifer’s grip and race towards the door, reaching out and grasping the handle.
Locked.
It takes barely a moment for me to register the door being locked, it takes barely longer for Lucifer to slam into me. His body hits me like a train, his arms flipping me and pressing me to the door. Lucifer’s hips pin mine to the wood, my legs forced to wrap around his body while his arms hold my wrists tightly above my head. Soft lips crash into mine in a bruising kiss, his skin is so hot and his lips are demanding. I try to struggle, confusion and alarm gripping my body as I wiggle against him. However, I find my wiggling is short-lived as I feel a hard bulge press up against me. I swear, my blush could rival Diavolo’s hair in redness.
“MMMhph,” I murmur against Lucifer’s lips, the demon taking the opportunity to kiss me deeper before tearing himself away.
“Oh (Y/n),” He coos, holding me with one arm and cupping my face with his other hand, “So lovely, so beautiful...You’ve been forcing me to bide my time for so long, dear. Your wonderful frame and kind words being gifted to my siblings as though I didn’t exist.” I pause, the gravity of things sinking in as I realize how long he must have felt this way. “And yet when I offer all I can to you,” He growls, “You don’t want me. Do you know how much that hurts? Do you even understand what you’re making me feel? How it feels to be rejected so-”
“I love you too.”
Lucifer stops, his monologue vanishing as he stares at me.
“You do?” he whispers, hope glistening in his crimson eyes.
“Yes,” I nod, “I do. I’m not going to lie, Lucifer, I was worried when you said you had fallen in love with someone.” A soft chuckle escapes Lucifer’s lips as he stares. Without breaking eye contact, the beautiful man carries me to the bed and lays me down, his body shaking in joy.
“hhhehhh,” He giggles, eyes wide with disturbed joy, “Hehahaheh...” Lucifer’s graceful beauty seems almost amplified by the crazed look plastered on his face. The demon plants his chest against me, burying his face in my neck as he forces my legs apart. his hands grab just under the backs of my knees, gripping the plush thigh as he roughly grinds into me. A loud mewl escapes my lips as he nips and kisses at my tender neck skin. I can feel his lungs stuttering and struggling as he pants, body shaking and trembling with restrained joy. If he had a tail I imagine it would be moving impossibly fast.
“Ngh!” I squeak, wiggling under my friend, “L-Lucifer!”
“HHhhhhhehh,” He growls, lapping at my skin, “You feel better than I could have ever dreamed, my dear. Taste better too.” sitting up, Lucifer stares into my eyes with a fiery passion, his grin unwavering.
“L-Lucifer...” I whisper, staring into the face of death itself.
“I’ve waited long enough, (y/n), tonight you’re mine.”
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Simeon x Reader - Promises
(Y/N) pov:
ACHOO! Ugh. I grab another Kleenex and once more blow my nose. I'm all congested, my throat is past the point of no return, I feel like I can barely breathe, and the cold is seeping into my very bones. I'm going to have to tell Lucifer that I can't make it to RAD. I'm barely able to stay awake.
"(Y/N)? Come one! You'll be late for breakfast and there'll be nothing left." exclaims Mammon as he barges into my room.
I try to talk, but it ends up in a coughing fit. "Mammon. Get. Lucifer." I whisper.
Mammon's eyes widen and he jets out of the room as fast as possible. I can barely hear his feet hitting the ground. In a matter of seconds, I faintly hear several feet and voices heading this way. Quietly, the door swings open and uncharacteristically, there is no noise.
Gently, an un-gloved hand touches my forehead. "She's terribly sick," states Lucifer softly. "Asmo. Get Solomon, we need his human knowledge."
After that, I drifted off to sleep. I just couldn't keep my eyes open. Everything feels heavy and sluggish. I just can't seem to function at all.
Third-person pov:
Once (Y/N) had fallen asleep, the brothers quickly got to work. They layered her in blankets, warmed up her room temperature, and Lucifer anxiously called a doctor. Partway through all of this, they were joined by Solomon.
Solomon, very carefully, began to assess your sick state. Much to his displeasure, he was of little help. "She needs that doctor. Now."
Thankfully the doctor came soon after to also examine you. Which is what resulted in you being rushed to the hospital and put on immediate breathing assistance with medicine. You were so tired that you had no way to register any of the changes in your location or state of health.
Simeon pov:
I wonder where (Y/N) is? I haven't seen her all day. Come to think of it, I haven't seen the brothers either or Solomon. It's weird. The bell just rang for lunch, and I'm so used to her presence.
Quickly I chide myself. That's unholy and greedy. She is an independent woman and my girlfriend. She can handle herself just fine... but I'm still worried. Sliding in next to me, Luke starts to eat his lunch.
"Luke." I inquire. "Have you by any chance seen (Y/N) today?"
He shakes his little head, part of a cupcake shoved into his mouth. "No. She hasn't been in any of our classes this morning."
"Hmmm."
Noticing my hum, Luke quickly looks towards me. "I'm certain she's fine Simeon. It's (Y/N) after all and while I hate to admit it, the brothers do take great care of her. Maybe something came up in the human world."
"I don't think so," I respond fastly. "Something's wrong. I can just feel it."
In Private Chat with Lucifer
Simeon: Lucifer sorry to bother you, but (Y/N) hasn't been in school all day. Is everything alright?
Lucifer: No. She's in the hospital. When Mammon went to wake her up this morning she was... in bad condition. We aren't sure about anything at this moment in time.
Simeon: I NEED TO BE THERE WITH MY GIRLFRIEND! Can you PLEASE get me out of class? Lucifer! I'm begging you!
Lucifer: I just sent a text to Lord Diavolo informing him of the situation. He says that you are dismissed.
Simeon has gone offline
Standing up, I sprint as fast as I can out of the lunchroom. I don't care that I left behind my backpack, and Luke can take well enough care of himself as far as I'm concerned. Or should I say that Barbatos can take good enough care of Luke? After all, he swiftly sat down with little Luke at the lunch table. Regardless, they'll be fine. Right now, my little lamb needs me.
I pick up speed, not even really looking where I'm going. I'm running into people, and the picked-up wind of the incoming storm nips at my heels. My coat/cloak (not sure what to call it. If you guys have any ideas hit me in the chat) starts to have a mind of its own and whips around and into my face, but I don't stop. Why? Because I can't. (Y/N), my precious (Y/N), needs me right now.
Coming up to the hospital, I can see Lucifer waiting for me outside of the doors. I try to rush past him, but he quickly grabs my arm. I try to yank it away in desperation, but he won't let go.
"Simeon." And suddenly, he pulls me into a hug. "Listen, Brother, for that is what you once were. Calm down, and breathe through your nose. If you rush in looking like that, everybody will be worried about you. (Y/N) will be especially worried-"
"Is she awake?" I question out of breath, cutting him off.
Lucifer pulls away from the hug and grips me by the shoulders. "No, she's still asleep, but you can sit by her bedside. I'll help you get the room to yourself."
Shakily, Lucifer guides me inside and sits me down on a chair to calm me down for a couple of seconds. "What is she sick with?"
"A human disease," answers Lucifer shaking his head. The little crease in his brows giving way to his ancient age. "The doctors called in pneumonia. It makes it hard for humans to breathe and makes them terribly cold. If they don't get treated then they die. (Y/N)'s going to have some very serious physical therapy for her lungs after this."
"T-T-Therapy?" I stutter.
He nods his head. "Yes. She'll have to have breathing aids like air tanks, a machine to pump air while they're asleep, and so forth. That way they won't run out of oxygen partway through the night."
After a couple more minutes of panic attacks and short-term terror, Lucifer gently pulls me up by my hands and leads me to the elevator. Once we're inside, he presses the button for the fourth floor. From there the elevator ascends upwards. The doors are opening painstakingly slow, but after what feels like a lifetime we are finally met with the hallway. Lucifer walks slightly ahead of me so he can lead me there when he suddenly stops outside of a door.
Grabbing him by the shoulder, I stop him from entering the room. "I want (Y/N) transferred to Purgatory Hall. It doesn't have to be permanent, but I want to take care of her as her boyfriend. I have that right Lucifer."
"I know," he whispers sadly. "I knew you'd say that, so I already got Lord Diavolo's permission. The others and I will move over some of her clothes and comfort items while you're here with her. That way when she wakes up she has something familiar."
"Thank you Lucifer." my gratitude shining through the words.
Upon entering the room, seven heads turn to look at us. Lucifer gently shoos his brothers and Solomon out of the room much to their protests and refusals. Eventually, they leave, but not before Mammon leaves one of his rings on the nightstand, Beel his necklace, Belphie carefully positioning his pillow under your head, Asmo left a picture of the two of you together, Satan left his book with instructions to read it to her, Levi left a little anime keychain from his phone case, Solomon left his casual star cape for an extra blanket, and Lucifer left his cuff pins. Their little momentos left me in tears. They really do care for my girlfriend, my little lamb.
Sitting in the chair next to (Y/N), I gently grasp your hand. Letting out a little whimper as I hold your small cool hand. I can't help but think about how much you always liked it when I would rub circles into your hand, but I can't do that now. As long as that IV is in your hand, I can't rub it or disturb that area.
Against all of my wishes, tears quickly start to fill my eyes. Before I can grab a tissue or stop it, the tears start to spill over and out of my eyes. Except I don't want to stop. It feels good to finally be able to cry, to let it all out. Hiccups puncture through my cries as I sob.
"S-Simeon." hoarsely whispers a quiet voice.
My head snaps up to meet (Y/N)'s beautiful (eye color) eyes. "(Y/N)! Shhh. Shhh, my little lamb. Save your voice."
"Simeon. I. Love. You," she mumbles.
I lean down and gently kiss her forehead. "I love you too. Please sleep. Everything will be alright. I've gotten you transferred to Purgatory Hall, that way I can take care of you. Alright?"
She nods her head and gently leans into my touch. "Simeon. I. Promise. You-" she starts to slip into a coughing fit, and I quickly grab some water.
"Shhh. It's alright dearest. I promise too. I promise to spend the rest of your life and the afterlife with you. I promise to protect you mentally, physically, and emotionally. I promise so many things my love, and I can only hope that I'll be able to properly fulfill each and every one of them." I don't think. I just say what my heart tells me because it's the truth.
(Y/N)'s pov:
I slowly start to drift off to sleep once more during Simeon's love proposal. "I. Like. That."
With that, I start to fully relax further, and the darkness starts to close in around my eyes. On the last available wisps of my hearing, I hear one last thing. "Sleep well, my love." And that I did.
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Just some random shitty thing I wrote.
Pairing: Leviathan/MC
Word Count: 1877
Warnings: masturbation, losing virginity, vaginal intercourse
Summary: MC finds out Levi is a virgin and offers to help him out.
I know, I know, it’s not likely that Levi is a virgin. But this is self indulgent trash so...
The brothers and MC all sat in the common room. Mammon and Beel on one couch with a sleeping Belphie leaned against his twin. The other couch sat Satan and Asmo, MC between them, her legs laying across Asmo’s lap and her back and head up against Satan. Levi sat on the floor in front of the fireplace. Lucifer sat by himself in the chair.
They all held red solo cups filled with some sort of demon alcohol that Asmo had brought in. It was the Avatar of Lust’s turn to pick the game night game and of course he chose Never Have I Ever. They had gone through embarrassing ones such as ‘Never have I ever pissed my pants’; ones obviously said for one person in particular- “Never have I ever gotten so mad I literally birthed another demon”. They were all feeling pretty toasty, all laughing and getting along more or less until one MC never expected to set anyone off was said.
Asmo smirked. “Never have I ever had sex.”
All of them drank. Except Levi.
The third born glared at his younger brother, his face turning red.
MC looked at Levi. “You didn’t drink.”
“Oh!” Asmo said, faking surprise. “Levi, I’m so sorry. I forgot about your little...predicament.”
“Predicament?” MC asked, looking from Asmo to Levi. “What do you mean?”
“Our little Leviathan is still a virgin.”
MC burst out laughing. “There’s no way Levi is a virgin...aren’t you all like thousands of years old?”
“Shut. Up. Asmo.”
“Wait, you’re serious…”
Levi stood up, brushing himself off. “Yes, I’m a virgin. But that’s because nobody can compare to my Ruri-chan.”
“I assure you, Levi,” Mammon spoke up. “Real women are a lot better than anime girls.”
Levi growled, stomping off to his room. His brothers laughed, but MC got up, following him.
“Levi, don’t listen to your brothers.”
“Go away, MC. I know you just want to laugh at me too.”
“No, I don’t. I’m sorry I laughed before...Look, Levi. I think it’s sweet.”
“It’s not like I’m completely inexperienced, you know?! I just don’t meet a lot of girls.”
MC nodded. “I know, Levi. I’m not judging you.”
He sighed.
“Hey, um, if you want, I can help you out with your...situation.”
“What?”
“Like, if you want, I’ll have sex with you.”
Levi was speechless, stuttering. “I…”
“It’s okay if you don’t want to. Just know the offer’s there.”
Flustered, the poor guy didn’t know how to respond. “Shut up, MC. I don’t need your pity.”
MC narrowed her eyes at him. “You don’t have to be an asshole. I told you you could say no.”
**
Leviathan lazily watched his fish, Henry, swim around. “Who does she think she is? Offering...that. She doesn’t want to sleep with me. It’s probably some sort of trick.”
He sighed, getting Henry’s food and sprinkling a few pieces into the tank. “Could you imagine, a girl like her wanting to....do that...with me?”
Henry swam to the top of the tank, gobbling up the flakes. Levi rested his chin in his hand. “What if she was being for real though, Henry? You think?”
The Avatar of Envy crawled into his bathtub, looking up at the ceiling. “I mean, it’s not like I haven’t thought of her like that....”
He definitely had…
In class when she crossed one leg over the other and it made her skirt fall up her thigh, or when she joined him during a game, sticking her tongue out as she focused. When she gave him hugs and he felt her breasts press up against him.
Levi felt himself slightly harden at the thought of being with MC. She had actually offered to take his virginity? And it maybe wasn’t a joke...it wasn’t a dream? He palmed himself over his pajama pants. There’s no way he could say yes, could he?
She’d be amazing and he’d probably disappoint her. After all, she was experienced. Maybe the guys she had been with before were bigger than him. They probably weren’t as nerdy as him.
Levi squeezed the tip of his dick, wondering if MC was loud during sex. Would she moan, scream his name?
He turned his phone on, opening up the Devilgram app and scrolling until he found a picture of MC. He tapped on her name, going to her profile, and scrolled through there.
He pushed his pants down just enough to let his erection out and started to stroke himself, imagining instead it was MC. He wondered how it felt to be inside her. Once his brothers told him that being inside a girl was wet and warm. It sounded weird to him at the time, but now, even though he didn’t know exactly how it felt, he craved it. He wanted her on top of him, legs on either side of him, tits bouncing as she rolled her hips against his.
Levi sped up, letting out a small moan as he stared at her Devilgram photos. His phone vibrated, MC’s name popping up, and he yelped, nearly dropping the phone.
“MC?” he answered, his voice coming out a bit squeaky. Just what he needed...to hear her voice.
“Hey, Levi. I just wanted to apologize if I made you uncomfortable earlier.”
“Huh? Oh, uh, it’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. I wasn’t trying to make fun of you or anything. You’re my friend and I don’t think any differently of you.”
“You don’t think I’m a loser?”
“No, of course not.”
Levi knew it was bad, but he couldn’t help it. He started stroking his cock again, her voice getting him more aroused.
“Are you alright, Levi? You sound like you’re out of breath.”
“Mmm...oh, uh, y-yeah. I’m good. Just, ya know, gaming.”
“Oh. Can I come play with you?”
“Wh-what?!”
“Your game?”
“Oh. OH. Yeah, sure.”
He sped up. He could cum before she got there, he was sure.
“Cool, be there in a few minutes.”
“Uh-huh.”
Levi hung up, not giving her a chance to say anything else. He continued pumping his hand, determined to finish before MC showed up.
“Come on…” he said to himself, trying hard to get his orgasm to come. He sped up more, on the brink but never arriving. He was starting to get anxious now. Why couldn’t he cum? She’d be there any second now.
“Levi?” her voice rang out from the other side of his door with a dainty knock.
Shit. Shit!
“Just a second!”
The otaku threw himself out of his tub, pulling his pants up. He speedily walked over to his tv, turning it on and starting up his gaming console. He sat on his chair, pulling a pillow onto his lap to cover up his hard on. “Alright...c-come on in.”
MC opened the door, padding in and over to him. Before he could react to her, she leaned over him and hugged him. Levi’s breath hitched and he slowly threw an arm around her. She smelled amazing, sweet like vanilla and sugar. And her touch was warm, comforting like a blanket fresh out of the dryer.
“I really am sorry about earlier,” she muttered, a frown on her lips.
“Please, let’s just drop it,” he replies, trying hard to keep his gaze off of MC. She was wearing a t-shirt, one of his actually, and shorts. He was trying to make his boner go away, and looking at her wasn’t helping. It was throbbing, sore, desperate for relief.
What also didn’t help was when she reached across him to grab the extra controller, her hand resting on his thigh and her ass sticking out. “So what are we playing?”
“Uh…” Levi forgot all the words he knew, focusing on not busting his nut right here. If she didn’t think he was a loser for being a virgin at his age, she definitely would if he came just from her hand on his thigh.
She nodded down to his lap. “Mind if I sit on that?”
“What?!”
“Can I take your pillow?” she went to grab it and without thinking, he stood up quickly, holding the pillow to him.
“N-no!”
“Um, okay...sorry, Levi. I’ll grab another one.”
Levi made the mistake of watching her bend over his tub to grab another pillow. Her tight shorts showed the contour of her ass perfectly, as well as the outline of her lips.
“Oh fuck,” he said, accidently out loud.
“You okay?” she asked, clutching her pillow.
“MC...about earlier…”
“Yeah?”
“Um…is the offer...still....”
MC grinned. “The offer is still on the table, Leviathan.”
He nodded slowly, his dick basically screaming at him to take her proposal.
“Why?” She sauntered over to him, smirk on her face. She laid a hand on his head, ruffling his hair. “You wanna fuck me, Levi?”
“Umm…”
He was a deep crimson. He held his breath, scared to let it out and relax.
MC traced a finger down his chest, stopping at the top of the pillow he still held over his crotch. She looked up at him, grabbing the pillow. He hesitated before letting go. She looked down at his erection then back at him. “Hot.”
“I don’t think a girl has ever called me hot before,” he uttered.
“Levi, you’re adorable. Don’t be so hard on yourself.” MC stood on her toes, kissing the demon. His eyes widened before slowly drooping shut as he found the nerve to kiss her back. He let out a small yelp as he felt her hand slide his pants down and lightly grip his cock.
“Uh, that might go off, just fyi. I tried to, um, take care of it before you got here.”
She chuckled. “It’s okay, Levi.”
She continued kissing him, backing him up to his desk chair and lightly nudging him down. He obeyed, sitting down and watched with eagerness as she pulled her shirt over her head and pushed her shorts down, completely bare.
“Are you ready?” she asked, giving him a sultry look.
Leviathan’s eyes roamed around her body. “Y-yeah. I’m ready.”
MC smiled and sat in his lap, legs on either side of him. She started kissing him again as she lowered herself onto his cock.
The demon groaned loudly as she slowly took him in.
“Congratulations, Levi. You are officially no longer a virgin.”
He smiled lazily.
MC moved her hips against his, riding his dick. “Levi, you feel so good,” she whispered into his ear, earning another moan from the demon.
She continued fucking him, moaning along with him as she bounced up and down on him. Levi didn’t last long. His hands went to her backside, gripping her ass tightly as she grinded into him.
“MC...I’m...gonna…”
“Yes, Levi, cum for me.”
Leviathan let out another loud groan as he spilled himself inside the human. She came along with him, calling out his name.
Panting, MC curled up against him.
“I hope it was okay for you,” he said shyly.
“Are you kidding me, Levi? That was amazing. How was it for you?”
Levi grinned. “Even better than I imagined.”
She chuckled, giving him a kiss. “I love you, Levi.”
“Really? I mean, I love you too, MC.”
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a slow dance?
PROMPT :: Dance Me Into A Stupor
Rating: SFW || Barbatos’ Warning: Out-of-context spoiler for Belphie’s prompt
Words: 250-400 words per character
Characters: Demon brothers + MC / Gender-neutral Reader
Notes: This isn’t… my usual quality of writing but please be patient with me! I’m running late on a few school deadlines so I’ve crammed this a bit to keep up with the schedule. I hope everyone still liked this! And I’ll do my best on the next prompts (ಥ﹏ಥ)
LUCIFER
“So…”
“So…?” You asked, eyes staring at Lucifer’s for inquiry.
The two of you were on a firm waltz hold, the closed position led by the Avatar of Pride stood strong and proud in the middle of the ballroom. Diavolo’s lavish parties never get old in this part of Devildom.
You absolutely love attending such events, considering that a certain someone is always wearing those stylish high-class suits. So form-fitting and deliciously snug on the–
“Well,” Breaking character from his usual calm facade, the ravenet broke off eye contact with you, his voice laced with… guilt? “I suppose an apology is past overdue…?”
You blinked once.
Twice.
“Apology for what?”
He started at you for a few moments, bewildered at the nonchalant answer.
“My behaviour from our first dance, during the third day of the retreat in Lord Diavolo’s castle.” He explained briefly, the following words were chosen carefully, “I was quite concerned for my brothers’ well-being that I threatened you.”
Oh, that…
“You weren’t threatened at all, were you?” Lucifer grinned at you with a seemingly concerned face.
“I probably was,” You replied, but then sheepishly lowered your gaze in embarrassment, “But then I forgot about it.”
The dark-haired demon shook his head in affection, “What am I going to do with you..?”
MAMMON
Dances… aren’t really your thing. The first time you’ve danced with a demon here in Devildom, Lucifer was whisking you away with an unnaturally strong hold and whispering death threats above your head.
It’s the kind of thing that makes you not want to participate in the waltz. Ever.
That is, until Mammon, all in his glorious demon-form, walked up to you with that adorable blushing face. For a moment, he stood still. Hesitation is visible in his face and it seemed that he was struggling in forming cohesive sentences.
Does he want to…?
“W-Well, if ya a-ain’t got a partner like the loser Levi is, the Great Mammon is still w-willing to spare his first dance with ya.” He said to you, forcing out the words from his mouth.
Still…?
As if you can say no to Mammon’s roundabout way of inquiry. “I’d love to dance with you, Mammon.”
“Y-Yeah, of course ya do.” The Avatar of Greed huffed, offering his hand, “U-Unlike last time when… when Lucifer’s got all buddy-buddy with ya as if his stinky ass’ got a pact with ya.”
“Oh…” So that’s what this is about… With a slight giggle, you positioned yourself infront of him at a standard waltz hold, “If it’s any consolation… I was hoping to have my first dance with you, back then.”
Processing your statement, he remained silent and eyes were as wide as the full moon seen from the hall. The white-haired demon’s expression changed from surprise to doubt to happiness within a split second.
“Really?” He breathed out in disbelief, searching your visage for any trace of a lie.
“Yes.”
“Are ya tellin’ the truth?” Mammon’s grip on your hands tightened, as if he doesn’t want to let go, “Like, really???”
He laughed, a genuine one in a long time, and waltzed you onto the dancefloor all night long.
LEVIATHAN
Hand in hand with Levi, the two of you shared a moment under the moonlight as Lucifer forced the two of you ‘loners’ into participating at the festivities.
Levi kept his eyes down, seemingly more interested in the floor than dancing with you.
You can’t really fault him. Lucifer had dragged the whole house with him to this ball, and it was evident that the Avatar of Envy did not like the plan one bit.
You opened your mouth to break the ice but was cut short by the purple-haired demon, “Man, Asmo took the time to dress you up but your clothes are still all super long.”
“It can’t be helped.” You shook your head with a smile.
At least Levi is also trying to make conversation, rather than completely sulking at the situation you’re both in.
“We didn’t have the time to have it altered.”
“You know, in one of my favourite shoujo anime, ‘I’m a Cafe Maid But It’s A Top Secret Because I Am The Emperor’s Daughter Who Ran Away From My Responsibilities Because My Dad Is Forcing Me To Marry’,” He started rambling, a slight blush peppered his pale skin, “There’s a part where the princess slips on her dress and one of her suitors, a NEET gaming-addict who is also a shut in and doesn’t have any friends except for his pet fish, caught her and it’s so romantic–”
He stopped mid-sentence, foot slipping at the excessive amount of cloth on your fur coat.
“Woah, careful, Levi!” You caught him, one hand cradling him by the shoulders and the other stabilizing him from the small of his back to avoid a sudden fall. Levi held on to you for support, momentarily paralyzed.
“.…!” He met your worried gaze, his face heating up at your closeness and the warmth of your arms surrounding him.
“Are you okay?” You asked, holding him tight liken of a fragile porcelain vase that will shatter if you let him fall, “Did you hurt yourself?”
“I-I-I-I’m fine…”
Little did you know, his mind was already racing at the possibilities of him being in a shoujo anime with him as the princess and you as his knight and shining armour.
SATAN
Liken of a true gentleman that he is, Satan offered you his hand at the waltz the moment Lord Diavolo ended his speech. He brought you to the middle of the dance floor, leading you with graceful movements - with a fiery spark in his eyes. It’s as if the blonde is showing off his skills to everyone in Devildom.
Weird…
From the corner of your eyes, you saw Lucifer dancing, almost as gracefully, with a rather alluring witch.
Ah, Satan’s as competitive as usual, you thought to yourself, forcing yourself to not roll your eyes at the realization. That would be rude.
With his usual grin, he spoke, “You look amazing. The clothes Asmo picked for you fits you perfectly.”
E-Excuse me, what?
“T-Thank you.” You nodded politely at his words, feeling the rush of your blood on your cheeks.
Satan held you closer, whispering sensually by your right ear, “Your scent is different tonight, too. Something… mysterious.”
Woah–! “Aren’t you…”
The Avatar of Wrath dropped his tone, the type that sent chills down your spine, “You smell delicious–”
“Okay, what gives, Satan?” You pouted at his mischief, shoving him ever so slightly to regain what was left of your personal space. “What’s with all the super specific comments?”
He laughed with great amusement, surprised that you caught on to his jeers quite fast, “I get to see your pretty blushing face.”
“Not fair!”
“I’m not lying, though.” Satan’s expression changed, his visage now conveying a much more genuine smile, “I wanted to show you off to everyone, all in your blushing glory.”
ASMODEUS
Ever since the party started, Asmo hasn’t left your side. Much to Mammon’s absolute horror, the Avatar of Lust has kept his arms around your own all throughout the ceremonies.
He has been flirting with you the whole night with his usual string of compliments.
‘Your eyes gleam whenever you see him, as if there’s a galaxy bursting within them.’
‘Your lips were absolutely alluring, he’d spend hours kissing you and appreciating them as much as he could.’
‘The way your clothes fit your frame so delicately that he wants to ravish you while you–’
It was embarrassing to hear, given that there’s eight of you on the table and the peach-haired demon did not consider lowering his tone. Everyone in the table most definitely heard his soft yet aggressive comments.
It never stopped even until the two of you were dancing together in the waltz. Asmodeus held you in a firm hold, his natural beauty has always struck you whenever he’s this close, “Aren’t our clothes absolutely stunning?”
“They are, Asmo.” You smiled at him, only now do you ever feel the butterflies on your stomach at his words. “Your eye for beauty is unmatched.”
“Of course!” He swayed with you gracefully, his aura of sensuality piercing through the roof at the sight of him in his three piece suit, “This is a special night, I wouldn’t pass off the opportunity to show you off to the whole of Devildom!”
“That is so like you.”Giggling at his comment, you allowed yourself to finally relax and take in his praises. This intimacy is so much better than the earlier situation at the table.
“Come on, honey, give me a graceful twirl~” Asmo beamed at you, leading you into a twirl step with much finesse.
“And again!”
Wait-
“And again!”
“No-!” Feeling dizzy and slightly nauseous at the repeated spin, you tripped on your own shoes and find Asmodeus holding you stable. Sighing at the charming demon’s whims, you shook your head with a smile, “Asmo, this is a slow dance not tango.”
BEELZEBUB
The night is still young yet you sought refuge on the balcony, silently watching the moon from a nearby bench. Nights in the Devildom are often colder than the ones in the human world…
But then again, after months of staying here, how do you compare when traces of the human world get lost in your grasp every moment you spend down here?
You imagine the contrast of the bright sun during summers above and the dim light everyday here in–
“You look like you’re lost in thought.” A voice pulled you from your own thoughts, your head moving ever so slightly to confirm the person who joined you on the balcony.
It’s Beel.
“Ah, well…” You shrugged, rubbing your arms to stave a bit of the chill in the air, “I’m just a bit exhausted from socializing. Formal parties aren’t my thing.”
“It isn’t my thing, too.” The red-haired demon peeled off his coat, gently putting it over your shoulders and sat beside you, “I can’t eat all the food on the table. Lucifer is glaring daggers every time I try. He’s telling me that we’re representing Lord Diavolo’s name so I have to behave.”
You chuckled at his words. Lucifer sounds so much like a father to his siblings.
“We’ll get you some food at home. I’ll cook you some homemade–”
“Do you want to dance?” The Avatar of Gluttony asked you, the sounds of the orchestra from behind the two of you suddenly registering in your mind at the offer.
“What?”
He wants to dance?
“It’s just the two of us here…” He stated, holding out his hand towards you, “We can take it slow so you won’t get exhausted.”
You held his coat closer to you, the corners of your lips curling up at the saccharine proposal. “You’re too sweet, Beel.”
You took his hand.
BELPHEGOR
Despite the rough beginnings of your relationship with him, he tried his best to mend and gain your trust - this time, genuinely.
He’s always been so sweet yet there’s always a distance he’s kept whenever he’s with you. You can’t fault him. Perhaps the guilt of his past actions is always at the back of his mind…
You wanted to help him get past this. And the solution to your questions is today’s dance.
It’s your first dance with Belphegor.
Everything has been laid out perfectly in your mind. You’ll talk to him about it, he’ll answer you honestly and your relationship with him will be a lot stronger than before. Quite Disney-esque but you had to try.
That is… until he declared something that slipped your mind.
“I want to sleep.” He groggily announced, your dance slowing down much more sluggish than the actual tune of the waltz.
“Belphie, come on.” You tried to alert his senses a bit, hoping that he won’t sleep on you, literally, while the music is playing. “It’s Lord Diavolo’s birthday, we have to participate.”
The ravenet yawned, his hands slipping from yours, “The orchestra is playing lullabies, how can I not…”
“Stay with me!” With all your might, you tried to support Belphie’s weight, looking around to see something that would wake him up.
“Look, even Mammon is hitting it up on the dance floor…” Is he fucking dancing dougie… on a damn waltz?! This isn’t a dance battle, Mammon!!!
Scandalized at his inappropriate dance to a waltz, you shrugged it off, “Okay, we’re not watching him.”
“You’re as soft and warm as a pillow.” Belphie rubbed his head against yours, his body now shamelessly draped over yours while you struggled to lead him to the dance.
“D-Don’t you think this is a bit too close for a formal dance, Belphie?”
“Mnn…”
Very heavy!
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Love Triangle
Part 14
At home, everyone is waiting for the food, yes including Mammon because he's tied up and he can't cook his ramen. In the meantime, Lucifer's delivery is here, he ends up ordering somewhere else other than Hell's kitchen causing the others to whine in hunger.
Levi: Ah should have asked for delivery instead!
Belphegor: [shrugs] Eh, guess it's time to suffer.
Levi: I'll go get my cookies-
Beel: Did you say cookies?!
Levi: No! You're not allowed to eat them before me! The last time I shared something with you you finished them in three seconds!
Levi went to his room and picks up his basket full of Ruri-chan cookies and puts it on the table to show it off.
Levi: Look what Luke made me!
Asmo: It's so pretty! Oh my Diavolo, these are devilgram worthy! Let me post those to Devilgram!
Levi: [shrugs] Suits you [pushes the basket to Asmo's direction]
After Asmo took a picture, Beel suddenly takes around 3 cookies causing Levi to whine yet again.
Levi: I told you not to take them before I do! Urgh! Whatever at least it's not all of them.
Beel confusedly gives the cookies to Asmo and Belphegor as he stares at Levi getting mad because he took his cookies. To be honest there's a lot so why is he so mad? Weird...
Belphegor: Thanks Beel...
Beel: You're welcome, at least this can help us get over the hunger...or my extreme hunger...
Asmo: Oh no! It's too pretty to eat! I'm so sorry~ [Bits Ruri chan's head]
Levi stares at Asmo in horror as he sees his favorite character's head got chewed by the avatar of lust. But he decides to push that aside and picks one.
Levi: I'm sorry Ruri-chan... [eats her in one go] Holy sh*t! These are good!
After more waiting and snacking on Levi's cookies, Satan and Reika are finally home. Now I know you're wondering where Ichigo went? She actually got called by Lucifer and Lucifer actually shares his food with her.
Ichigo: These are really good!
Lucifer: I'm glad we have the same taste.
Ichigo: It's not a surprise since it came from Restorante six, it's quite a fancy dining place I believe
Lucifer: You are correct, but yes my taste isn't junk food since it's not healthy nor do I like the taste. So I bought these.
Ichigo: Understandable. I never knew that you actually liked pasta.
Lucifer: [laughs slightly] There are lots of things you didn't know about me, Ichigo.
Outside Lucifer's office, they can hear ruckus mostly them fighting on who's gonna go first before they hear Satan's yell of "Enough!" and probably felt a bit of heat from his green fire.
Lucifer: Again?!
Lucifer gets out and luckily his house is not burnt but he sees his son turning into his demon form due to his rage. Ichigo also went out and sees Satan in his demon form.
Ichigo: What the f*ck?! WE'RE ALREADY THIS CLOSE TO EMPTY THAT THING, DUDE!
Satan: I KNOW BUT THEY'RE TESTING ME!!
Ichigo: Jesus Christ-
The demon brothers stare at Ichigo who blinks, forgetting that mentioning anything holy is forbidden in devil dom.
Lucifer: Language...
Ichigo: Sorry... Did anyone get the food though?
Levi: We did....with... yeah
Satan: They did but with testing my damn emotions!
Reika: Babe, it's fine! Calm down!
Satan: [sigh] My apologies, love. You know how bad my anger issues are. I'm trying my best okay?
Reika just nods as she continues to give them the food, including Ichigo's. Yes, Ichigo asks them to get her the nuggets package. Finally, everyone gets their food. Now this leaves Ichigo's share of pasta so she runs into Lucifer's office and grabs the pasta.
Ichigo: Is it okay if I eat with them? Will you be lonely?
Lucifer: Not to worry, I have more work to do anyway. You can eat with them
Ichigo: Alright then.
As she walks out, Solomon appears in her mind again,
Solomon: I sense another love triangle coming~
Ichigo: Goodness! Solomon! Stop popping out of nowhere like that!
Solomon: Well, I can feel Lucifer having feelings for you.
Ichigo: Please no, I don't want all that to happen! Please no! God, no!
Solomon: I can ask As-
Ichigo: Don't bring Asmo into this! It just won't end well if he does...
Back in real life, Beel is saving another chair for Ichigo, Ichigo always slips into that seat and opens the nugget package that Beel has put in front of her. As soon as she opens the package the good scent of nuggets invites Beel's hunger even more.
Ichigo: Do you want some? We can share if you want. I'll have one bit of that and you'll have one of this
Beel: Sure, here you bite it first. [holds the burger to Ichigo's direction]
Ichigo nods and takes a bite of Beel's burger as the other brothers stare in envy, except maybe Asmo because he doesn't care and he has Solomon.
Levi: I'm too single for this!
Belphegor: Get a room!
Satan: Oh Lord why-
Beel: What? I'm just sharing my food!
Asmo: Right in front of my salad? Really?
Ichigo: What?
Reika: You're doing p.d.a in front of everyone... so...
Ichigo: I am???
Beel: We are??
Satan: Yes, yes you are.
Meanwhile, in the purgatory hall, Solomon spills the tea about Lucifer and Ichigo. This causes Simeon to choke on his drink and Luke drops his spoon.
Luke: What?!
Simeon: [cough] [cough] Excuse me?!
Michael: What nonsense are you spouting about my twin brother?!
Solomon: ...
Luke: Is this true?! Michael!!! We have to save Ichigo!!!
Simeon: No, it can't be. Lucifer is not someone to fall for someone who is taken.
Michael: That's correct but it's been years and we have no idea if it's true or not. Solomon, where did you find this information?
Solomon: From my observations~!
Simeon: ...
Luke: ...
Michael: I'd say it was a horrible one.
Solomon: Eh, it might not be true. [shrugs]
Michael: Never speak of this again, you hear me?
Solomon: Yes sir!
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Flowers for my boys (pt 4)
Coffee/flower shop AU
Demons x reader - gender neutral, fluff, pining
The charm of Diavolo’s cafe comes from, admittedly, a variety of things. Be it the cute pastries, the way the foam on the coffee is always in perfect hearts, or perhaps it’s the eight (sometimes nine) cute demons who run the place.
“Would you like more tea, my dear?” Lucifer hums, addressing a young woman sitting in the corner. Said woman and her friend giggle a bit, nervous in the presence of the eldest brother. Across the cafe, Satan cracks a witty joke about a book in the hands of a young college student. The young man responds with wide eyes, amazed that someone knew the obscure literature in his grasp.
“The scones are great,” Beams Beelzebub, chatting with a young mother and her daughter, “But here, have a cake pop on the house! I’m testing a new recipe.” The ginger demon hands the young girl an adorable lilac colored cake pop, glittery sprinkles on the top. Big bright eyes beam up at Beel.
“Thank you mister!”
“Honestly? I know some good sites for finding manga,” Levi hums, leaning on the counter and talking to three otaku customers. Regulars who know who to talk to for their anime and manga needs. The three young humans listen with intense fascination. Meanwhile, Belphegor approaches and hands a young goth their coffee. The two exchange an understanding nod, unspoken in their mutual respect. As the black-clad young person walks off, Belphie approaches his twin, making silly faces at the young girl from behind Beelzebub’s shoulder.
“Bleehhhhh,” Diavolo giggles, making faces at a baby outside. The parent watching in adoration as the handsome demon crosses his eyes and sticks his tongue out. Coos from the infant have long since replaced their previous wails. Of course, Diavolo has no idea how adorable it is that he can stop babies from crying. Lucifer is too scared to bring it up.
“Nice necklace, ma’am,” Mammon hums, pouring the elderly woman a glass of water, “You’ve got good taste, I gotta admit it.” The lady grins, her cheeks rosy. She’d become a regular after her husband passed, finding the brothers (and Dio) to be like grandsons to her. Mammon always understands her heirlooms, bringing them in sometimes for appraisals.
“Ugh, Darling!!” Asmodeus coos, holding the hand of a gorgeous young makeup artist, “Who does your nails, sweetie?? I’m dying to know.” The two chat about their shared love for finery and beauty. The young man’s blush not from the makeup at all as he receives the loving attention from the beautiful demon.
Such is the natural day-to-day life of the cafe. Newcomers mix in with regulars, their faces and names remembered by the demons as they come and go.
But today, as a beautiful body enters the empty cafe, the brothers lack the words to even address them.
“Ah! (y/n)!” Diavolo greets, waving at the young human, “What brings you here?”
“We don’t need flowers?” Mammon mumbles, genuinely confused as to why the lovely florist would visit them.
“Oh no...I’m... here to try the tea and snacks,” (y/n) blushes a bit, fiddling with the sleeves of their sweater. The hearts of the demons stop, their eyes darting to each other as if to dare them to try and take the attention of their crush.
“Oh! Well then,” Diavolo approaches, gently offering his arm, “You can have the best spot in the cafe! Follow me dear.” Placing a hand on his arm, (y/n) giggles and follows him towards a beautiful two-person table in the reading nook of the cafe. The smell of old parchment and leather filling the air and mingling with the scent of coffee and tea.
“Would you like a menu?” Lucifer, who’s been trailing behind, chimes in.
“Um...” (y/n) hums, pressing a finger to their bottom lip in thought. The brothers stare at the spot where soft plush skin meets the soft pad of a finger. “Surprise me! I wanna know what you guys like.” The words barely register with the group, Mammon still staring at (y/n)’s mouth intensely.
“Ah!! You heard em,” Lucifer huffs, herding his siblings off, “M o v e.” The demons scatter like ants, leaving Belphegor. The demon having already grabbed a glass of ice and a pitcher of water. Setting the glass down, Belphie smiles and fills (y/n)’s cup with crystal-clear water.
“Hi Belphie,” Coos the florist, “You look lovely today, dear.” A slight blush ghosts over the youngest brother’s ears.
“Thank you (y/n), you’re always so sweet to us,” Belphegor smiles and walks off, disappearing into the kitchen. Though the florist is so distracted by this, they havent noticed Asmodeus plop down across from them with a plate of samples.
“Hello beautiful,” Asmo grins, taking a fork and skewering a piece of strawberry cheesecake and holding it up to (y/n)’s lips, “Say ‘ah’!” the human giggles, leaning forward and parting their lips , taking the cheesecake into their mouth and closing their eyes. Savoring the sweet flavor of the strawberry mixing in with the richness of the cheesecake.
“Mmmm,” Hums the radiant human, opening their eyes and seeing the glowing face of Asmo, “So yummy!” The demon smiles back, picking up a chocolate covered strawberry and holding it up to (y/n). Said human takes a bite, lips stained by the pink juice from the sweet treat. The undying urge to kiss the human grips Asmodeus, his whole body tensing as he stares at (y/n)’s glistening lips. But he doesn’t know if such a kiss would be reciprocated, and given his reputation as Avatar of Lust it must be better to take things slow with his puppy-love crush.
“My tuuuurrrrnnnn,” Huffs Levi, yanking Asmo out of the way and plopping down in his seat with a cup of bubble tea. The demon of lust grumbles and walks away, arms crossing.
“Hi Levichan,” Coos (y/n), “What flavor is this?” A blush explodes on Levi’s face as he holds out the cup.
“I-It’s black tea with a little bit of milk and t-tapioca pearls,” Leviathan blushes aggressively, “Classic bubble tea...yknow...” Looking away, the envious demon tries to find something, anything to look at that isn’t the most beautiful 3D entity he’s ever seen. But when a soft hand is placed over the two he’s got clasped around the cup, Levi snaps his gaze back to (y/n). The human has their hands placed over his, sipping from the bubble tea with a smile. Once they’ve pulled back, the human licks their lips and grins.
“It’s delicious! Did you make this yourself?” (y/n) asks, watching with curious eyes. But the last few minutes have effectively fried the poor otaku’s brain, his face hot enough to cook an egg. Leviathan stands, leaving the cup and running away. (y/n) sits confused, sipping the tea and wondering if they had said something offensive.
“Don’t mind him, dear,” Satan smiles, sitting down and placing a fresh croissant in front of the lovely human. Reaching over, the blonde places his hand over (y/n)’s, leaving their free hand to pick up and nibble on the croissant. The two sit in relative silence, Satan watching his “date” with big curious eyes. His thumb rubs over (y/n)’s soft skin, tracing little circles.
“Mmmmm,” (y/n) smiles, licking their lips and winking, “All this stuff is so good! You guys are just so darn talented. I’m glad I’ve come to know you all.” A light blush dusts over Satan’s face, his heart fluttering at the sweet words of his sweet little love.
“Satan,” Beelzebub walks up, a plate full of treats, “Mammon set the kitchen on fire.” Satan stands, racing off to the kitchen in a mild panic. The moutainous demon sits down in Satan’s place, a smile on his lips.
“Oh my, is everything okay??” (y/n) squeaks, about to stand. Beel’s hand comes out and gently touches the florist’s hand.
“Yeah. I lied about the fire,” Beel smiles, watching his “little snack” with a smile, “They’ll fall for anything.” (y/n) giggles, sitting down and addressing the pile of scones, cake pops, mini muffins, and tarts.
“Do you make all this stuff?” They ask, picking up a small chocolate muffin and making quick work of it.
“Mhm!” Beel grins, “I love food so... I learned to make it.” A light blush dances on the burly man’s cheeks.
“Well I dunno if I can eat all this,” chuckles the human, “so how about I take a bite and you can have the rest?”
“Okay!” Beelzebub grins, delighted at the fact that he can both eat and, more importantly, eat with (y/n). And so the human smiles, taking gentle bites of the snacks before handing the rest to their demonic friend. Said demon swallows the rest of the food item whole with a grin. Once the plate is empty, Beelzebub stands and collects the plates.
“That was all so good, Beel!” (y/n) smiles, watching the demon wave shyly and walk away. The empty space doesn’t last long as Mammon sits down. “sitting” in this instance is defined as “aim lower body at chair and throw self”.
“...hey,” Mammon blushes, handing over a mug of bubbling juice, “drink...I guess.” the blush grows stronger as (y/n) raises the mug to their lips, tasting the bubbly apple juice.
“Mm,” they hum, smiling widely, “Do you guys make this stuff yourself?”
“Yeah,’ Mammon puffs up in pride, “I make it.”
“Good,” (y/n) tilts their head with a sweet smile, “The taste reminds me of you.” That’s the last straw. Mammon’s face explodes in a blush, he slams a small box on the table and runs away, unable to handle any more. The startled human opens the box, revealing an enamel pin. The pin is a bottle of fizzy apple juice, the word ‘Mammon’s’ written on the label of the little bottle. A smile graces (y/n)’s lips as they attach the enamel pin to their jacket.
“Hello, (y/l/n),” the silky smooth voice of Lucifer hums as he sits down, placing a latte in front of them. The creamy foam on top in an adorable heart with an arrow through it.
“Oh my!” giggles the florist, “It’s beautiful, do you do this yourself?” The eldest brother nods, smiling.
“Yes, I prefer black coffee but there’s something fun about doing these designs,” the demon’s crimson eyes dart around for a moment before resting on (y/n) once again, “go ahead, try it.” hands wrap around the cup, bringing it to the human’s lips and sipping the sweet coffee. Once (y/n) puts the cup back down, though, there’s a layer of foam on their upper lip. The eldest brother rests his elbows on the table, his chin in his hands as he stares in amusement.
“What?” (y/n) giggles, not knowing why he’s staring.
“Nothing, nothing. Just enjoying the view.” A blush coats (y/n)’s cheeks as they realize the foam is on their face. Lucifer holds up a napkin, gently dabbing away the foam and smiling.
“S-sorry,” squeaks the cutie.
“No need to be.”
“Lucifer,” Diavolo calls, “Could I get your help with something?” Lucifer stands, giving a small bow.
“Have a lovely evening, dear.” Lucifer turns, walking off with a small flourish. The human smiles, sipping the various beverages on the table.
“May I sit here?” Belphie’s voice cuts in, though he’s already sitting.
“Um, sure?” (y/n) hums, smiling. The two sitting in comfortable silence with each other.
“I brought you a brownie,” Belphegor smiles, handing over a small plate, “Beel taught me how to make them.” (y/n) smiles, eating the brownie with a smile. The sweet is actually pretty good. It melts in their mouth, the chocolate is dark and slightly bitter but still good.
“Yum!” wiping their mouth, (y/n) gives Belphegor a sweet smile, “Thank you.” The demon nods, looking over as Diavolo approaches.
“Could I talk to you, (y/n)?” Diavolo hums, offering his arm again. (y/n) casts a glance towards Belphie, waiting for the “go ahead” from him. A nod confirms that the beloved human is, indeed, allowed to leave.
Holding onto Diavolo’s arm, (y/n) is led outside where the privacy is.
“(Y/n), Thank you,” Diavolo starts, blushing a bit, “You’ve made our work in the human realm so warm and comforting. We hardly even think it’s work sometimes. And I know your presence makes the brothers happy...and...it makes me happy.” The prince blushes, looking away shyly before pressing a kiss to (y/n)’s cheek. “Thank you for being around. You’re a great companion.” Diavolo turns, not waiting to listen for a reply, and walks into the shop.
“Huh...” (y/n) presses their fingertips to their cheek, blushing and walking off to their car. A new bubbly feeling in their chest as they get ready to go home.
Perhaps there’s more than one type of sweet to be had at Diavolo’s cafe.
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Satan x Reader - Drunk off of You
(Y/N) pov:
Flashbacks/Explanation/Prior Needed Info
I CAN'T BELIEVE HIM... UGH... THAT LITTLE SH--! I am fuming hot mad. My day didn't go from the typical zero to sixty. Nope. It went from 60 to 120! My day started off by being late for breakfast. Not that bad, right? WRONG! Beel left absolutely no food, so guess who's going to school on an empty stomach. Yay...
Once at school, I sat down in my chair right on the bell, but regardless it gets worse. Even though I made it to class before the teacher started lecturing, and still on the bell mind you, she still gave me a detention slip for being late! I wasn't even late! From there I found out that I failed a math test, and I entirely forgot about my biology test. To add to all of that, I have homework in all seven of my class periods. (Thank heavens demons have study hall TwT)
The cherry on the top occurred during lunch. I was sitting at the lunch table talking with the brothers when suddenly I get a call from my boyfriend. I've been dating him for about, oh, six years. I'm currently twenty-one. Anyway, I excused myself from the boys and went out into the hall to accept the call.
To sum it all up in one sentence, he dumped me. He dumped me because he was "insecure" about me being around the brothers and the rest of the men. I'll be the first to openly state that they are hot, but I would NEVER cheat. Ever. So, after listening to all of his "insecurities" and "heartbreak", I decided to take a peek at his Instagram. Mind you, I was utterly devastated, but I had a horrible gut feeling.
Nevertheless, I checked. When I opened the page, my gut sank just like all of my previous hopes and dreams for our relationship. My best friend cheated on me with my boyfriend. The little s---. Let's just say that I was a little nasty, and I texted her boyfriend. He was, fuming, to say the least. We both agreed that we would remain friends and talk on a regular basis, but we were both wrecks. We probably both are still. I know I am.
Suddenly the bell rang and knowing that I would have been late, I ran through the halls. Tears were pricking at my eyes, and I was struggling to make it to class. Cue the next catastrophe. I, being my fumbling self, tripped, broke my leg, and sprained my wrist. So, I had to call Lucifer. At the beginning of class. For help. He rushed out of the classroom and quickly found me. After this point, I can't remember what happened. I just remember Lucifer trying to keep me awake with literally no success.
After I woke up, I quickly realized that I was in my bedroom, and this is where the tale picks up. Me, fuming hot mad, embarrassed, and utterly ashamed, laying in my bed hurt. Regretfully.
End of flashback/Explanation/Needed Prior Info
Thankfully, the brothers are leaving me alone. At least after I yelled at them, made Mammon cry, had a Levi episode, Asmo trying to make it better by suggesting "fun time", and much more. Even Lucifer didn't get angry with me, so that was the one good spot in all of this mess. Satan surprisingly didn't say anything. He just left.
Satan pov:
Hhajksbiyfgaiufbajdbkhf... shwat's goin on brofers? I fweel swo dwunkth. I hwaven't dwunk anythwing wough? Fait, wshasn't (Y/N) swuper angwy?
Qwickly I walshk ower to mwy gwirlfwiend's, no (Y/N)'s, room. What wam I swayin? (Y/N) wain't me gwirlfwiend. Ha.
I knwock on (Y/N)'s dwoor, bwut she ain't answerin. Becwause of that I walk wight in. "(Y/N) where awre ywou?"
"Satan?" Oh, thwere she is. "What are you doing here? Why do you look drunk?"
"Well, I whanted two swee mwy gwirlfwiend. Oopsie, sowwy (Y/N). Ywou're mwy fwiend. Although I fwas goin to awsk ywo to hwang wout wit me."
(Y/N) pov:
"Satan. You are making no sense." I state. "Again. Why are you so drunk?"
He shrugs his shoulder sloppily. He looks super drunk. "Shwell, I cware abwout ywou. I thwink I'm dwunk off your anwger. I rweally want to dwate ywou, bwut I know thwat ywou hwave a boyfwiend. Cwould ywou cwalm down? I'm swo dwunk wight now."
"Sorry, Satan. I'll try." I concede, mainly for the poor fourth-born.
He carelessly teeters over to the bed and flops down. "Why awre ywou swo angwy?"
"It's a long story," I whisper
"Welpsh," he slurs. "I got pwenty of twime bwefore thwis wears off."
Hence how he got me to gush about everything and anything that has happened to me. I tell him about school, about the stress of being good enough, about my ex and his cheating, and literally just everything. Every once in and while Satan adds a comment with his drunk and slurry speech. Eventually, I finish telling him everything in a loud and heavy huff.
"Wosh, (Y/N). I'm swo sowwy. I would never tweat you lwike that jewk." states Satan. That is before he starts to cough violently. "Oh, geez. My head's pounding. (Y/N)? What's going on? How did I-"
I shake my head and let out a little chuckle. "You got drunk, like really drunk off of my anger. Sorry, Satan. I didn't realize that it would do that to you. I'll try to stay calmer for you."
"No." he rushes over and gently caresses my face. "If you feel hurt I want you to talk to me. What happened. Go through it again while I'm sober."
So, I go through it again. This time around I'm the one calming him down. Don't ask me how, but we ended up laying on the bed with his head on my chest.
"Satan?" I whisper.
His head shifts slightly. "Yes?"
"Do you love me? I-I m-mean... when you were drunk you said I was your girlfriend before you corrected yourself, a-and you said that you w-would d-d-date me." I quietly stutter.
He sighs into my shirt. "My stupid mouth. (Y/N), I am terribly sorry. Yes, i-it's t-t-true, but I realize that you probably aren't ready. These things take time. I do love you with all my heart, and therefore I'll wait till the end of infinity for you."
"I don't want to wait," I mumble.
His head shoots up to look me in the eyes. "(Y/N), you just broke up!?"
"Yes, I know." I shake my head at him. "But. I should have realized that you were always here with me. Supporting me. Caring for me. Also, I didn't break up with a loyal boyfriend. He was a cheater and a liar. Therefore even though I am hurt, I would like to start things with you. It would be slow but... will you show me what a boyfriend, a proper gentleman, should be like?"
"YES! I mean..." he slows and clears his throat. "Nothing would make me happier."
Excitedly, he hugs me again and reburies his head in my chest. "Satan?"
"Hmm?" his smooth voice hums.
I let out a little chuckle. "Thank you. I love you too. Could you get off my broken leg please?"
"Sorry!" he exclaims, fumbling off the bed like a goofball.
I let out a deep guttural laugh that's loud enough to attract the other brothers. "I love you Satan."
"WHAT'DA YA MEAN!!!!!????" Cue Satan chasing Mammon for the next hour due to him ruining our moment. Oh, well. Boys, brothers, will be boys.
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