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MC Talks Back
This was another suggestion from @oakley-tree1 for MC being disrespectful/talking back. I was inspired to write this as a scene rather than headcanons. I did my best with the bros, I hope they're not too OOC lol. I felt like it made the most sense for MC to talk back to Lucifer, so that's basically what happens, but all the brothers are present.
Thank you for the request, I hope it's not too far off from what you were thinking!
GN!MC
Warnings: MC getting sassy, but otherwise nothing.
It had been a particularly grueling week in the Devildom. You had so many projects you needed to work on, things you needed to take care of, and a bunch of demons who constantly needed your attention. You weren't even sure how you managed to balance everything.
Not only had you managed to calm down Satan after a particularly intense bout of wrathful destruction, you had also waited in line for hours with Levi so he could get some limited edition merch. Later on in the week, you had given Mammon a bunch of Grimm when he asked, mostly because you didn't care to know what he was going to do with it.
It had been a long week and you were tired. So it was nice to finally be sitting at the dinner table with the brothers at the end of the week. You were eating some kind of weird Devildom cuisine, but it tasted good even if you weren't sure what it was. Didn't Beel say something about shadow hog?
You weren't particularly paying attention to the usual bickering and banter going on around you. At this point, it was comforting background noise.
You did notice when Lucifer put down his fork, mostly because this was usually a signal that he was about to start lecturing someone. The entire table would get to listen as he rambled at length about their image and so on and so forth.
"MC."
You looked up at him, surprised. You weren't expecting him to start lecturing you. You hadn't done anything wrong lately, right? You began wracking your brain, trying to think of what it could be.
"It has come to my attention that you lent quite a lot of money to Mammon," Lucifer said.
You blinked. That wasn't exactly unusual. You glanced at Mammon. He was sitting beside you and while he'd been acting normal all evening, he was now clearly sweating bullets. His eyes kept darting between you and Lucifer, not settling on either of you.
Okay, so this was about something Mammon probably did with the money you gave him. You didn't even know what he wanted it for, but did it really matter?
Although you could feel your irritation rising, you kept your cool as you replied, "I don't see how that's any of your business."
The room went silent. You could sense all the brothers staring at you in shock as you calmly took another bite of your dinner.
You looked over at Lucifer, as if daring him to say anything else. You were sure he was going to look angry, but to your surprise, he smirked.
"Allow me to clear it up for you," Lucifer said. "That money was spent on counterfeit Wersace bags that he has been attempting to sell online."
You shrugged. "What do you expect me to do about it?"
Suddenly you could feel Mammon gripping your leg beneath the table. He was squeezing so hard you could feel his nails through your clothes. You looked back at him for a moment to see that he looked absolutely terrified.
"That's right," Satan said unexpectedly into the following silence. "It really has nothing to do with MC. After all, how could they know how Mammon would spend that money?"
"They should know better by now," Lucifer said, frowning. He folded his arms. "And it was quite a large amount."
"Anyway, it doesn't matter!" Mammon suddenly burst out. "I already stopped tryin' to sell 'em! I got rid of all the merchandise like ya told me to. What difference does it make how I got 'em to begin with?"
You narrowed your eyes a little. This behavior was pretty suspicious.
From across the table, Asmo giggled. "He just doesn't want you guys to find out that he didn't know they were counterfeits."
"Shaddup!" Mammon's grip on your leg somehow got tighter. "I knew exactly what I was lookin' at!"
You pulled at his wrist to get him to let go of you. "If you've already gotten rid of them and everything, why are we even talking about this?"
"I'm concerned about your tendency to give in to my brothers' every whim," Lucifer said. "Especially when it comes to lending money to Mammon."
"Oi!" Mammon protested.
You rolled your eyes. "It isn't like it's a big deal. You just need to chill out."
You could hear the sound of Belphie attempting to hold in his laughter from the other side of you. Satan was also struggling to keep his expression neutral.
Lucifer's frown deepened. "Do you know what it was like for me to explain to Lord Diavolo why my younger brother was selling Wersace knockoffs?"
"I'm sure it was most terrible," you said, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "But honestly if Lord Diavolo isn't used to this kind of thing by now, he really needs to get with it."
Belphie was nearly shaking with laughter beside you. Mammon, on the other hand, looked like he was afraid for your life.
"I'm pretty sure Lord Diavolo doesn't care as much as Lucifer does," Levi said absently, his eyes on the video game in his hands. "He always just laughs when you tell him about this kind of thing."
"Anyway, what I choose to do with my money is what I consider to be none of your business. I'll give it to whoever I want," you said. You stood up from the table and pushed your half full plate across it. "You want the rest of my food, Beel?"
"Yes," Beel said seriously before he began demolishing what was left of your dinner.
Mammon caught up to you as you started walking back to your room.
"What was that about?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder as though he expected Lucifer to come after you both any second. "It ain't like ya to talk back like that."
You sighed. "I've just had a long week and I didn't want to listen to a lecture. Did you really not know that you bought fakes?"
Mammon flushed a little. "Course I knew!"
You gave him a look.
He folded his arms and looked away from you. "M-maybe I didn't…"
You laughed a little and bumped into him as you walked. "Maybe next time you'll be more careful about what you buy with my money."
"Sh-shaddup!" Mammon said and you laughed again.
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Bit of an odd request to make. Could I request the seven brothers with an s/o that likes plushies?
Of course! As a fellow plush enthusiast, I don’t find this request odd at all ❤️ I decided to write a short blurb with headcanons for each brother. Hope you enjoy!
P.S. I had the hardest time writing for Satan and Levi. I apologise in advance for Satan and Levi lovers lol. And Shoutout to my bestie for helping me come up with ideas <3 love u babe
The Demon Brothers with an S/O that Has Plushies
GN! MC/Reader
Lucifer:
He’d probably be the most critical of the brothers
He would most likely give you a long winded lecture on spending habits
Though, after seeing how happy they make you, he might be more open to it.
“MC, what is the reason for all of... these?” Lucifer asks, holding up one of your many plushies. You should have seen this coming. He is the eldest brother after all, it’s like it’s his job to scrutinize everything.
You roll your eyes before answering, “They remind me of home, in a way. Do really need a reason to have them?”
Lucifer pauses and thinks for a moment before gently returning the plushy to its original spot. “I suppose they don’t need a reason, as long as you’re happy.”
Mammon
He can’t help but think of the price tags on your more collectable or hard to find plushies, but don’t worry about him selling them.
In all honesty, I think he’d enjoy having an excuse to shower you in gifts
For special occasions, he’d try to find some of the hard to find plushies in the Devildom as a surprise for you
“Oi, MC! I gotcha somethin’.”
You barely look up from your DDD before a shopping bag lands on your lap. You look up at Mammon with a confused look. It’s normal for him to get you things out of the blue, but they’re normally much smaller than the one currently on your legs.
You reach into the bag and pull out the contents. A soft, purple plush sheep sits in your hands. You can’t help the large grin that settles on your face as you examine the adorable sheep.
Leviathan
He would have a problem with your plushies, but not for the reason you think. He loves their cuteness, but hates that they take your attention away from him.
Almost sees them as competition, but he won’t tell you that
However, he’s the most understanding about your collection. Afterall, look at how much Ruri-chan merch he has.
“MC, pay attention to me!”
“Levi, you were in the middle of a game. I wasn’t going to interupt you because I wanted to cuddle.”
“But I’m not gaming anymore,” Leviathan pouts.
You laugh at his attempt at a begging face and give in, ditching your plush cuddle buddy in favor of opening your arms for your purple haired lover. He grumbles about how you must love your plushies more than him as he plops himself in your arms.
Satan
Satan would be the most nonchalant about your plushy collection. He finds it nice to talk to you about collecting items, even if your collections are vastly different.
He would probably use them as pillows when laying in your bed or to prop up his books
If you have any cat plushies, please show him them.
Satan has noticed that you have a specific species of animal that you favor when you buy plushies. He has gotten into the habit of buying that plush animal when he finds one you don’t have and secretly adding it to your collection.
Anytime you begin to notice a new one, Satan tells you a white lie such as, “You bought it when we went grocery shopping a few weeks ago. Do you not remember?” He hopes you don’t catch on to his accidental gaslighting anytime soon.
Asmodeus
He would definitely see your plushies as a photoshoot opportunity
Has a secret photoalbum on his DDD of just you napping and cuddling with your plushies.
At least once a week he will ask you to take pictures of him with your plushies for his devilgram.
As cute as Asmo thinks you are when you cuddle with your plushies, he sometimes wishes that you were cuddling him instead. That’s how he found himself in his current predicament.
He’s trying so hard to not wake you up as he gently moves your arms from around the plushy you’re currently napping with. With slow movements and a little tug to the plush, he removes it from your grasp with a triumphant grin. Ever so slowly, he lowers himself down and replaces the pushy with himself and rests his head on your chest with a happy sigh. Shortly after he gets comfortable, he drifts off to sleep with his own arms draped around your waist.
Beelzebub
If you have food themed plushies you better hide them because we all know how Beel gets with anything food related
Like Satan, I feel like he wouldn’t really mind your plushies.
He would win prizes from any and all the strength games at the carnivals for you
It was getting late, so you and Beel decided to call it a night and head home from the carnival. With Beel’s large hand in one of your own and a large plush prize in your other arm, you considered this date one to remember.
Beel had noticed you eyeing one of the zombie lizard plushies at one of the game booths and made it his mission to win you one. Luckily, it was a strength based game, similar to ones you had seen in the human realm.
It had taken several of the small prizes to be traded in to get the large one, but the look of joy when Beel handed you the zombie lizard made it worth it.
Belphegor
He would be the most likely to enjoy your plushies or be a plushy stealer
oftentimes, you’ll find him cuddled up with your plushies
I think he’d find a lot of comfort in your scent that clings to the plushy
It had been a rough day in class for you, the stress of exams weighing down on your shoulders. You would love nothing more than to collapse onto your bed and take a well deserved nap.
When you reach your bedroom and open your door, you expect to be greeted with your neatly made bed ready to welcome you into its warm covers. However, the sight you’re greeted with instead is Belphegor snoozing away with his face tucked right into your favorite plushy. You quietly take a photo before crawling in bed beside him and passing out.
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The brothers help you fight through your procrastination - the older brothers
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So, I was inspired to write this because I too have a deadline for a project coming up... (And this will be my first ever post that I’m creating??) I’ll try to post the younger brothers later this week!
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You, of course, waited until the last minute to finish up a project before its deadline. Since you’re prone to procrastinating, you make the brothers promise to help you fight through and eliminate all distractions.
Lucifer:
You don’t even have to force him to promise! As soon as you mention the predicament you’re in, Lucifer cracks his whip. (Whether that’s literally or metaphorically, is up to you.)
He may give you some shit initially, but once he sees how legitimately stressed you are -- he’ll ease up a bit. The eldest brother knows that lecturing you now wouldn’t solve anything.
Lucifer will make you silence your phone before it even begins blowing up with notifications.
Once you get to work, he is a permanent fixture in your room. He’ll sit across from you, his own paperwork splayed before him, companionable silence between you two. If you aren’t entirely opposed to it, he’ll have the tinkling of piano keys playing in the background.
Any problems you come across or if you just need an honest opinion, he will always have an answer for you.
The other brothers will be banned from your room until you’re done. You may or may not hear constant scuffling by the door and the knob rattling (Lucifer spelled the door to stay locked lmao)
He’s not a complete monster; every few hours, Lucifer will go on a tea and snack run. Once he returns, you have to remind him to refuel, as well, since he is so used to powering through.
You don’t know if it’s just his energy or what, but you get done way faster than you thought you would.
As soon as you look up from your work, tired but smiling with relief, the eldest brother will already be meeting your eyes with a look of pride on his face. Rising from his chair, he’ll make his way to your side and cup your cheek in his hand.
“Well done, MC,” he murmurs, as his warm ruby eyes gaze down at you. “Now, for your reward...”
Mammon:
The KING of procrastination??
Honestly, the last person you should’ve come to lmao How many times have you had to force him to focus on studying or else he’d fail?
You practically have to beg Mammon to take you seriously. And even then, he only gives in because the desperation in your voice is fully audible.
“Alright, alright!” He finally caves. “The Great Mammon will help ya out just this once!”
Will lay on your bed or the floor, flicking through Devilgram and/or watching videos on Deviltube as you work.
Anytime an especially funny video crosses his feed or he sees something interesting, he can’t help but share it with you.
“Oi, MC! Ya gotta take a look at this!”
Even after you glare daggers at Mammon, he’ll just shrug it off. “A break every now and then won’t kill ya.”
Despite having no qualms with being the one distracting you, he’ll be swift to tell you to put your own phone away. Only he’s allowed to interrupt you. (The double standard??)
The demon brother will periodically ask how much longer you’ll be. You don’t know if this is some sort of tactic he’s secretly using to light a fire under your ass or he’s just bored. Probably the latter hahaha
You end up finishing late at night the day before your deadline. The loudest sigh of relief escapes from you, to which Mammon’s head pops up from your bed in response.
Tiredly, you drag yourself to your feet and plop down next to him.
“Finally done, huh?” He grabs your hand to pull you to your feet again. If anything, it was more so just to give him a reason to hold it. “Let’s get outta here and celebrate! Bein’ cooped up in here all weekend deserves some type of reward!”
Leviathan:
Not much better at keeping you focused than Mammon is?
You won’t have to do as much begging to get him to do it, since Levi is the resident shut-in, but he will have to do some rearranging of his “busy otaku schedule.”
For someone who literally lives in the same house as you, he hauls enough of his stuff into your room to make it feel like he’s moving in for more than a weekend.
Levi spends most of his time sprawled across your bed reading manga, catching up on new anime episodes, and playing some sort of new RPG game on his laptop.
At certain points, it feels like he’s almost entirely forgotten about your existence, but then he’ll randomly have an outburst.
“Ahhh! That character’s actually the villain?!”
“Oh...Sorry, MC!!”
You can tell he feels bad when that happens. As a sort of peace offering, he up-ends a bag filled with snacks onto the table. They’re all limited edition for this new collab with one of his favorite anime series.
“We gotta refuel! And while we take our break, you can help me enter the codes on these snacks! They came out with exclusive merch and only a select few of the codes will win!”
You give in because he’s right, right? A small break won’t hurt.
Until he tries to talk you into watching (at least) one episode of the anime you guys had started together earlier in the week.
That’s when you have to put your foot down.
“Levi, you promised that you would help me NOT get distracted! Not be the one who’s doing the distracting!”
“I’m so sorry, MC!!”
After that, he resigns himself to quietly (well, as quietly as Levi can) reading in the corner until you’re done.
As soon as you finish and collapse on your bed, he pops up beside you.
“So, to congratulate you on a job well done -- we can watch that anime now!”
“Levi, it’s 2am!”
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MC has ADHD (Part 2)
MC has ADHD, and medicated or not, there's no adderal in the Devildom, so they have to deal with it on their own. Sometimes that doesn't go over too well since the denizens of the Devildom have no clue how to handle you sometimes.
Diavolo
Diavolo is always happy when he sees you, even more so that you two have a bit of time to chat since his next meeting isn't for half an hour and your next class isn't for 15 minutes.
but as soon as he sees you he can sense your emotions are chaos and it upsets and confuses the prince.
is something wrong? are you ok? he asks, surprising you. Diavolo is quick to apologize for surprising you.
Diavolo only grows more concerned though when you wipe baby tears from your eyes and tell him you're fine, and he can very clearly tell its a straight up lie.
Diavolo completely disregards both of your schedules, deciding that even Barbatos can't yell at him for prioritizing his exchange student. so he drags you to his office and sits you down, asking you again what was wrong.
and you try to lie again, but as soon as he reminds you he can tell when you lie, you just break down and cry against him for a few minutes.
after a bit when you stopped crying, Diavolo's heart had broken already, and he lets you pull yourself together before asking if you can tell him yet.
yeah, yeah you can tell him. you just- its hard sometimes. it was just a rough day and-
you cut yourself off, as if you're trying to protect someone. it brushes him the wrong way, but Diavolo hides it. he just waits and you eventually sighs.
your history teacher had chewed you out for a few incorrect facts on an essay you'd turned in the day before and he just wouldn't listen when you said you'd done your best but the things he pointed out weren't common knowledge for you.
you'd been learning their entire history that they grow up with in a few months and it was a lot and your progress was impressive. even Lucifer and himself recognized that, Satan himself had said that your progress is incredible.
but your teacher did not care, you should have known those things and he even said why. the reasons, Diavolo hates to admit it are good reasons. but that's for someone who'd been in the Devildom for a longer period of time. and you have other things besides that one class to do so, is he is truly pissed.
but that's not the current priority, he can deal with that teacher later.
right now you are in his office telling him that the lecture had just been too much and you hit your limit.
You quiet curse yourself out, saying something about emotional regulation and adhd, the first is easy for him to figure out, the second confuses him. Regardless he stops you, hating you talk about yourself like that.
You end up having to explain you didn't mean it like that, and tell diavolo about adhd and what it is and how it can affect you.
One of those things being hyper sensitive to certain things. It's not a big deal, you're over reacting and you know it.
Diavolo entirely disagrees but gives you a pass from you next class and let's you sit in his office for a while telling him some more.
He needs to fix a few things so this doesn't happen again to you.
Barbatos
you haven't moved in probably an hour
hes not even sure if you've blinked
getting your attention to ask if you're alright, you snap back to reality quickly and smile.
you're fine, just kinda thinking.
about what, he asks, curious as to what could take your attention like that.
um, nothing really? several things. its a bit weird to explain.
Barbatos shrugs it off and gets back to work, but just watches as you space out and your eyes unfocus just like that.
10 minutes later he's coming back to ask you, a bit concerned.
you have to laugh a bit. you're just feeling a little bored so you're getting lost in your head. its generally called disassociation, it just kinda happens sometimes, inside or outside of your control.
ah, this must be related to the adhd you have that he keeps hearing about.
he's . . . a bit worried about you but it seems you are not worried about it.
he accepts your explanation and moves on. but he does take the time to learn about your adhd a bit more.
he's less concerned the next time he sees that look in your eyes, although he's not entirely pleased to see it happening during class.
Solomon
Solomon is the only one who figures out you have adhd without you having to spell it out, lol
thus the shady sorcerer starts drug dealing to you
aka, he offers to get you [insert your adhd medication here]
you almost accept without thinking before you ask what he wants in return because you fucking miss being able to function properly
he asks you to help him as his assistant sometimes
you tell him you'll tell lucifer on him
so now you say him for his services normally with like, actual grim.
and the occasional experiment that usually gets you two in trouble
he's probably adhd too, or maybe he's just that nuts. who knows who cares
you got your bullshit and a chaos partner
devildom look out if he starts withholding your shit everyone's gonna suffer for it
Simeon
he's visiting the house of lamentation for the day to watch you because the brothers are all gone and it's not quite safe for you to to be alone.
you're cleaning, which is fine, he's letting you be productive. but over the course of a few hours, he's- getting concerned. you started in your room and you took some dishes to the kitchen, where he them found you doing the dishes. lovely!
but then you took the dirty rags to the laundry and he found you not long after in there reorganizing the detergents and the like and you separate the nearly empty ones out.
you throw those out and collect the trash, but it only makes it to the front door because now you're in the coat closet and now he had to intervene.
you've started so many tasks and finished none fo them. would you like some help?
you blink at him, then your eye go wide.
"i was cleaning my room!" you burst, and he has to pause. did- did you forget?
kinda? you're task jumping without meaning to because as you do something, you realize something else needs to be done so your brain switches tracks and most of the time, you kind of forget the previous tasks, or how the jumping started.
how- does that even happen? are you ok? Simeon doesn't want to be rude, but he's confused and concerned.
naw, it's just your adhd, it happens. you just need to get back on track. thanks!
. . . wait what's that?
you chat as he helps you stay on track and also finds out what aitism is.
and that . . . sounds a lot like Micheal and Raphael
he might have to look into this more
Luke
Luke does not like studying in your room. it's messy and disorganized and he doesn't like it!
besides its dark
its not that hes scared of the dark! its just hard to see! thats all!
but he is confused because whenever they stop by your room you have to look all over for whatever it is but you never clean it!
just organize it!
but no, luke's dumbfounded when Leviathan pops in asking for some pencils and you reach into your closet and open a shoe box with a hat in it and pull out 2 pencils a pen and a plastic straw.
what the actual heck?!
you say of course you know where that was, you put it there like 3 months ago.
how do you know where that is but not your Devildom History textbook from 2 days ago?!
you sigh and explain your brain works very weird. hyper organized things like his room are not your forte. your try to reorganize sometimes but it always devolves into your personal brand of organized chaos.
Luke still doesn't get it and you're a bit annoyed and snap at him that you cant help it, its just how your brain works
now you both are kind of upset. you apologize for snapping at him and luke apologizes for-
you cut him off because he didn't do anything wrong. you sit him own and explain that your brain and body work different than a lot of people because of this thing you have called adhd.
he panics for a second thinking you're dying.
then he thinks its the demons fault.
once he lets you actually explain, luke thinks about it for a few minutes, then takes a look again around your room. like he's trying to see it differently.
then he asks if you have those bags next to the bookshelf for a reason
yes theyre some things you've collected for your bookshelf at home after your year here that you don't want to take out but it's at least in the right place
what's in your desk?
you explain the organization of each drawer to him.
why didn't you give levi a pencil from that?
he wanted a specific one i borrowed from him once that we both forgot about.
Luke doesn't mind coming over to your room as much after that, it comes in handy when he started remembering where you keep your things or where certain items end up being thrown.
Part 1
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It's me again 💗
Anyway I have another family angst one for you
Now like any siblings they fight endlessly.
So in another room from the brothers MC and her little brother are fighting about something. And oh boy things are getting heated.
Then suddenly they all heard MC scream"stop acting like a spoiled brat and then I'll take you seriously!" "Shut up you b##h!"
Then they heard something really shocking come out of MC brother mouth." Why won't you just die already!"
Everything went silent
Then a sound of a door slamming open is heard before mc is seen running past the open door.
(sorry if it's a bit dark)
Brothers reaction?
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mc gets into a bad fight with their brother
-> brothers x mc
mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read
content warnings: fighting, death threats, angst, pushing
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Lucifer
he will give you some time before following you
after all, when he gets into bad fights with his siblings, he wouldn't like it if somebody came to him immediately
lucifer will interrogate and lecture your brother, because death threats are in no way okay, it doesn't matter who started the fight
after a good ten minutes, lucifer will search for you
he'll calmly ask you what had caused things to go wrong so badly, and will comfort you, even hug you if you want it
Mammon
the second he watched you run off, he raced to your brother's side to scream at him
as the victim of many insults, thrown at him by his brothers, he knows how much it can hurt, and he can't have you feeling like that
mammon does actually end up pushing your brother, but it wasn't hard enough to cause injury
afterwards, he makes his way to you
he is prepared to comfort you in any way possible
Leviathan
he freezes on the spot
levi doesn't know what to do, does he go to you? does he tell your brother off?
since your brother actually lowkey scares him, levi decides to find you
you can tell comforting people isn't his strongest point, but it's sweet how much he's trying to make you feel better
after you've calmed down a bit, you two will play some games together
Satan
this man is so close to punching your brother like he and his brothers do to each other sometimes
he does quickly throw a 'why don't you drop on the floor right now' at your brother
then, he decided to leave him be and go after you
when he finds you, he first asks if you are okay
if you are not, he will make sure you feel better fast before asking what had happened
satan does believe both of you are responsible for the fight, it's just your brother who went way too far
Asmodeus
he throws the nasties, deadliest, most venomous gaze known to man at your brother before going after you
immediately tackles you into a hug and kisses your cheeks upon finding you
he fights with his brothers too, but never seriously asks them to die
like mammon, he is prepared to go to extreme lenghts to make you feel better
even if the thing you need to cheer up is something seemingly impossible, asmo has many contacts, he'll make it happen for you
Beelzebub
beel is beyond shocked at what he heard
sure, he witnessed his brothers scream bad stuff at each other, but they never seemed to mean it, and also his brothers can be very extra sometimes, but this?
he goes to your brother first, allowing you some time to cool off, and asks him what happened and why he said that
then he goes to you, he holds you close to his body as he asks you too what just happened
beel also believes both parties are responsible in a fight, siblings should get along after all, he knows he would feel awful if he fought like that with his siblings
Belphegor
he already didn't like your brother
this is something he'll at to his 'reasons to dislike mc's brother' list
even though he knows both sides of a fight should be scolded, you were clearly upset, and your brother said something horrible, so belphie goes after you, completely ignoring your brother standing in the doorway
he'll offer you cuddles and naps while comforting you, and he won't stop until you tell him you feel better
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Hidden Feelings (Oneshot)
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: Mammon x gn!Reader
Warning: Spoilers from “Mammon in the Office”.
Commissioned by: @lann-de-lei
Prompt: Hi! May I ask for another oneshot? ^.^ Obey Me! Mammon x gn!reader Friends to lovers, Fluff SFW/suggestive/NSFW is up to you Scenario: MC unintentionally makes Hell Coffee for Mammon. MC and Mammon are friends, MC is suppressing their feelings to Mammon (because of previous painful experience with a cheating boyfriend). MC makes a coffee for Mammon when he needs to wake up early for one of his part-time jobs. They are not aware of the Hell coffee qualities, so when Mammon notices the extreme bitterness of the coffee both of them just think it's because the coffee blend is too strong.
A/N: Hi! Thank you for your commission! ❤️ Your requests are always so much fun to write, but I’m sorry for taking longer than usual. The conversation for Mammon in the Office is integrated into the story, but I changed the last part since the story in the game has more of a developed relationship feel.
Word Count: 3,498
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“You...got...this,” the nervous demon gripped the edge of the bathroom counter while staring at his reflection in the mirror. “I got this! So, what if I gotta work at an office...? So, what if I ain’t got experience? I’m Mammon the Great! I can do anythin’ I set my mind to! ‘Sides, I only need to talk to folks who call the company. That ain’t bad.”
He moved his eyes from his reflection to his unlocked phone and set as the home screen was the reason he wanted the job in the first place. “Focus on the goal. This is my time to shine...and make (y/n) proud of me! If everythin’ goes as planned, my brothers’ll learn that I can make good bucks without needin’ to gamble or sell their stuff.”
With an ear-to-ear grin on his face, Mammon marched out of his bathroom and casually gazed at this clock. “Dammit, I’m gonna be late! There’s gotta be somethin’ in my closet I can wear, right?”
He eyed his butler costume for a few seconds and shrugged, “It’s better than wear somethin’ that doesn’t match the dress code.” Ripping the towel sitting on his hips, he tossed it on the staircase railing - you were most likely going to lecture him about not being organized, but he didn’t have the time to worry about that. Mammon fixed his cuffs before taking one last look in his full-length mirror and winking at himself, “Lookin’ good!”
As soon as he stepped into the dining room, his brothers grew quiet, and all eyes were on him. ‘I was expectin’ ‘em to stare at me shocked an’ all, but why’re they lookin’ at me like I’m a clown in a freakin’ circus?’
“My, oh my. Mammon, what’s with that outfit?” Asmo gasped.
“Looking good!” You chuckled, showing him a thumbs up.
The second brother smiled ear-to-ear and knew if anyone could make his morning bright, it was you - his dearest friend. “The great Mammon can rock any outfit! Or did ya forget I model too?”
“So, what’s your inspiration for cosplaying?” Levi curiously asked, wanting to know why his non-anime-loving brother wanted to cosplay.
‘Cosplaying? Seriously?’ What else was he expecting from someone who watches too much anime and plays too many video games? “This ain’t cosplay! I got a job, all right? A part-time gig! They told me to come in a suit, so I’m wearin’ the closest thing I got.”
“You? Working somewhere with a dress code?” Beel nearly dropped his burger on the floor.
The youngest brother shook his head in disapproval, “You lost a bet. Just admit it.”
Here we go again - his brothers doubting him for every little thing he does. ‘I know I ain’t the most honest guy, but do they’ve to doubt me all the time? Not ya too, Lucifer...y’know me better than ‘em, so why’re ya askin’ me about losing a bet? Man, sometimes I feel like my brothers see me as a criminal or somethin’.’
Mammon ignored all his brothers and shifted his attention to you. At least he had someone who believed him; in the end, that was all he needed. Today was going to be a great day, and he was going to work hard to reach his goal!
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“’Bout time the day is over.” The Avatar of Greed loosened his tie as he entered the comforts of the House of Lamentation. Tossing the tie on the floor, he peeled off his jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves. How did his co-worker do this every day? It was only his first day, and he felt like he took part in a war. ‘Nah, fightin’ in a war is easier than doin’ office work.’
As soon as he stepped into the dining room, he saw his brothers and their expressions - great, it was time to target Mammon, wasn’t it? ‘Why can’t I’ve one freakin’ day without ‘em botherin’ me or pickin’ on me? I don’t have any energy to deal with this.’
“Whooa! Look at you! Loose tie? Rolled up sleeves?” Levi laughed while scanning Mammon’s disheveled state.
“Buzz off.”
“You’ve even got that glazed-over look in your eyes!”
“I said I’m tired, didn’t I? That damn company is workin’ me to death...,” the second brother growled as he ran his fingers through his hair - Levi was enjoying this way too much. While arguing with his brothers and asking them to leave him alone, Mammon’s eyes desperately searched for you. ‘Where is (y/n)? I really need to talk to ‘em.’
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The scene at the office from the afternoon refused to leave your mind - Mammon working diligently and giving it his all without complaining. What was going on? He said he wanted to work to buy an expensive item, but for Mammon to work this hard and with honesty was indigestible, even for you.
“Should I ask him?”
“Are ya done talkin’ to yourself?” Mammon took the first opportunity to escape his brothers and sprinted to your room. As soon as he entered, he expected you to greet him with a smile; instead, he found you staring off into space and mumbling to yourself.
“Oh, Mammon, when did you get here?” The corners of your lips started to curl up but dropped very quickly when you noticed his pale face, disheveled clothes, and zombie-like energy. ‘Looks like the company took a toll on him.’
“Forget ‘bout that...lemme crash...I’m dead tired.”
With a chuckle, you got up and gracefully gestured your hand toward your bed. “The bed is all yours.”
Mammon thanked you in a small voice, walked up to your bed, and plopped face-first on the mattress. The sheets smelled just like you, and the scent was enough to calm him down no matter how much stress he was in. You watched Mammon for a good minute, feeling bad for him. Maybe he deserves a reward for his hard work. “How about I give you a massage?”
“Hell yeah! That’s what I’m talkin’ about!” The demon melted into the bed as you dug your fingertips into his shoulders and began working the stress out of his tensed muscles. “I’m feelin’ a ton better now.”
“That’s what friends are for!”
“Friends...yeah...” He didn’t know why but hearing you call him a friend didn’t sit well with him. ‘The hell is wrong with me? We are friends...so why ain’t I likin’ the sound of it? Guess the day has taken a toll on me...’
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Setting the cup of coffee on the wooden table, you smiled in contentment as you examined the fruits of your hard work. Hell soy sauce-flavored ramen, not the healthiest of breakfasts, but check. Blackbelly newt legs and fried scorpion sandwiches, still not a healthy breakfast, but check. To top it all off, a cup of coffee with a slight dash of milk.
You casually moved your gaze to the kitchen clock and wondered when Mammon was going to be up. On cue, you caught a flash of silver out of the corner of your left eye and felt Mammon rest his forehead on your shoulder from behind. “Someone is still sleepy. Weren’t you making fun of Lucifer for not being a morning demon?”
“Why ya gotta bring up his name first thing in the mornin’?”
A playful giggle escaped your lips as you gently patted his head with your left hand, “Now, hurry up and eat. I’m not going to let you walk out of this house without finishing everything I cooked. You know, I had to wake up very early to make breakfast for you.”
The groggy demon lifted his head to see a neatly arranged row of plates with his favorite foods. You woke up early just to cook for him? A warm fuzzy feeling spread through his chest and an expected thought crossed his mind. Why did this feel like a spouse waking up early to cook for their husband to show their support? ‘What in the Devildom am I thinkin’?’
With an grin, Mammon brought his favorite “Devildom’s best demon” mug, that you gifted him, to his lips and tilted it. The second the dark liquid touched his lips, every hair on his head stood up and a jolt ran through his body.
“Mammon? Are you okay?” You questioned after seeing his right eye twitching.
“Y’know I’m alive, don’tcha?” He asked, setting the cup down on the table while wincing.
“Well...yeah...”
“Then why in Devildom didja use so much coffee? This coffee is so strong that it could wake the dead!”
“Strong? But I just used a little...sorry, I will put less tomorrow.”
Mammon’s irritation deflated as he saw your smile fall. “Sorry...didn’t mean to get upset. Hey...don’t be sad. I will drink every last drop, ‘kay?”
“And you will finish everything I cooked?”
“I’ll eat every last bite.” He chuckled and ruffled your hair as you giggled in response.
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“Mammon, why are you making that face again? I put in even less coffee than yesterday.”
“The coffee is too strong.”
“No, it’s not!”
Lucifer dragged his feet into the kitchen but stopped at the entrance, exhaling loudly, “What possible reason could you two be arguing this early in the morning?”
“And here I thought Mammon looked like a zombie in the morning,” you giggled but quickly cleared your throat when he shot a glare in your direction. “Oh, Lucifer, perfect timing!”
You grabbed a plain black mug and filled it to the brim with the coffee you brewed. “Could you please try this and tell me what it tastes like?”
He graciously accepted the coffee and took a drawn sip, but unlike Mammon, his reactions were as expected. “I do not understand why you require me to describe the taste of coffee, but...the coffee tastes like...coffee.”
“Is it too strong?”
“Quite the contrary. The brew is rather mild.”
“See! What did I tell you, Mammon? I don’t know why you keep telling me it’s too strong.”
While taking sips from the mug, Lucifer quietly watched you bantering with Mammon, his eyes darting from you to his brother and back to you as he wondered how the two of you had so much energy in the morning. As he was about to exit the kitchen to find a quiet place to continue his student council work from the previous night, he heard Mammon say, “I can’t help it if the coffee tastes bitter!”
The Avatar of Pride stopped in his tracks and twisted his body slightly to glance at Mammon. ‘Did I hear that correctly? He finds this coffee...bitter?’ Lucifer quickly scanned the kitchen counter, only to find a glass jar with capital red letters “COFFEE”. He glanced at you and Mammon once more before exiting the kitchen with a knowing smile.
“I wonder...how long will it take them to realize...”
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For weeks, your routine with Mammon repeated on loop; you woke up every morning to make him breakfast, and he complained about the coffee being too strong. Eventually, the second brother got tired of complaining and dealt with the bitter taste - at least it woke him up.
“Good morning, (y/n)~! Ah, did you make breakfast today? If you don’t mind, I will help myself.” Asmo skipped into the kitchen with a half-asleep Satan following him. As the fifth brother filled his empty plate, the fourth brother poured himself a cup of coffee. Mammon silently watched Satan, knowing he was not going to be pleased with the bitterness of the brew, but much to his shock, his brother showed no such reaction.
“Satan, thank you for not making faces while drinking the coffee I made.”
“What do you mean, (y/n)?” Asmo asked.
“Mammon keeps telling me the coffee is too bitter and makes faces while drinking it,” you pouted, glaring cutely at your closest friend.
Out of curiosity, Asmo took a teensy tiny sip out of Satan’s cup and raised his eyebrow. “It’s not bitter. Mammon, what are you-”
The Avatar of Lust’s muscles tensed up as he snapped his head toward Satan, who was already looking at him with wide eyes. Asmo’s lips grew into a wide smile, and right as he was going to blurt the truth about the coffee, Satan covered his mouth and dragged him out of the kitchen.
‘Why did Asmo have that reaction? It’s not bitter...the coffee is not bitter.’ Mammon’s eyes gradually widened, and his breath got caught in his throat. That coffee jar with the red words! The prank Asmo played on the brothers before you came to Devildom - no way! Does this mean you...?
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The whole night he was tossing and turning as he tried to sort out his own feelings, so when morning came, he hopped out of bed, hurriedly got ready, and rushed to the kitchen. Mammon never got an answer to the question that roamed his mind - do I like them too - but he was going to find out one way or another.
“Mammon? You are up early...and you don’t look like you got much sleep. Everything okay?”
“Y-Yeah, I was havin’ a hard time sleepin’.” He gripped your mug in his right hand, still not sure if he should be ‘tricking’ you. Though he felt bad for not telling you the entire truth, Mammon handed you the coffee cup with a faltering smile, “I wanted to do somethin’ nice for ya as a thank you for wakin’ up early every day to cook for me.”
“That’s so sweet!”
As you brought the mug closer to your mouth, Mammon watched you intensely, his heart pounding out of control. He gulped loudly when the rim of the mug made contact with your lips. How was he going to react if you thought the coffee was not bitter? How was he going to react if you said the coffee was bitter? Most of all, how did he want you to react? His head began to spin, but upon noticing your tensed shoulders, Mammon held onto his breath. ‘What are your feelings, (y/n)?’
Turning your head to the side, you spit out the liquid, but the bitter residue lingered in your mouth. “Ew. Ew. Ew! Mammon, you were right! The coffee is too bitter! I’m sorry for not believing you. Wait, but why did Lucifer, Asmo, and Satan say the coffee was not bitter? Mammon...why are you blushing?”
“H-Huh? Oh, um...I’m gettin’ late for work!” With those words, Mammon dashed out of the kitchen at full speed.
“Mammon...?” Amidst the white, dust trail your friend left behind, you stopped in a mute stupor.
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A week had passed since the incident with Mammon, but you still couldn’t stop thinking about it. Why did he run away? Why did he wake up early that day to make breakfast for you? Was it only meant for a ‘thank you for your support’? What was Asmo going to say that day Satan dragged him away?
Initially, you considered approaching Mammon directly, but you knew he wouldn’t answer. Heck, he had not spoken to you since the day you said the coffee was bitter. Why were you and Mammon the only ones who found the coffee bitter? The long list of questions had kept you out every night, and you were desperate for answers.
You poked into Asmo’s room, and the strong fragrance of the roses on his bedframe tickled your nose. The beautiful demon was busy painting his nails, and though you felt bad disturbing him, you stepped into the room and asked, “Asmo, do you have time to talk?”
“Of course, sweetie! I always have time for you~.” He flashed a warm smile and motioned you to sit next to him. “What would you like to talk about?”
“What were you going to say the day? Why did Mammon and I think the coffee was bitter, but the rest of you thought it was fine?” You spoke without taking a breath and added in a few more questions.
“Sweetie! Breathe! I am sorry to say this, but you should ask Mammon these questions. It’s better you learn from him than me,” his voice was soft with a hint of sympathy.
“Asmo, there is no way Mammon is going to answer. He hasn’t talked to me since I tasted the coffee he made and said it was bitter.”
His jaw dropped, and for a moment, the fifth brother stared at you without moving a muscle. Seeing your concerned look, Asmo gathered himself and attempted to smile, but you could see a hint of sadness in his eyes. “I cannot believe I am admitting this openly, but I am jealous of Mammon. Sweetie, are you familiar with Hell’s coffee?”
“Yes! I remember Solomon talking about it. He said something along the lines of the coffee tasting bitter if brewed by-”
Asmo watched your eyes slowly grow twice the normal size as you brought your hand over your mouth. You brewed the coffee for Mammon, and he thought it was bitter; moreover, he brewed it for you, and it tasted equally bitter. ‘Does this mean Mammon figured out it was Hell’s coffee? Is that why he is avoiding me? But...this means...I have feelings for...him.’
“Talk to him, sweetie. You two need to sort this out as soon as possible. I have been waiting to tell you this for a while, but not all men are alike. I understand the trauma you faced in your past, but I can assure you that Mammon is not like that. Remember, this statement is coming from someone who is not that fond of him.”
Asmo was right; you had to talk to him like a mature adult, whether you liked it or not, or whether he liked it or not. Taking out your phone, you messaged your friend to meet you in your room once he was free. After thanking Asmo for his help, you returned to your room and took time to mentally prepare for your conversation with Mammon.
As you waited for him, each ticking second felt like an hour, but eventually, Mammon showed up at your doorstep with a red shopping bag with gold letters in his hand. “(Y/n), you wanted to talk to me?”
Without beating around the bush, you looked him in the eyes and asked in a neutral voice, “Mammon, I know about the Hell’s coffee. Why didn’t you tell me you like me?”
The Avatar of Greed sat next to you, and with his eyes on the floor, he replied, “I could ask you the same. Why didn’t ya tell me ya like me?”
“A few years back, I started dating a man who I was incredibly fond of. Our relationship was fine, and he took care of me...I imaged a future together, planned everything out, and...,” you let out a self-deprecating chuckle, “and I found out he was cheating on me with my friend. The entire time, they were...behind my back...and I...felt like an idiot.”
Mammon remained silent but rested a slightly damp, shaking hand on top of yours. His thoughtful gesture made you smile a bit, “I figured out my feelings for you a long time ago, but I was afraid of telling you.”
“Lemme ask you this. Do you think I would cheat on ya?”
“No, but...”
Getting up from his seat, your dear friend kneeled in front, reached for the shopping bag, and fished out two boxes with gold writing on top of a designer you recognized. He opened one of the boxes before handing it to you, after which he gently parted the second box to reveal a matching watch.
“I worked my butt off for these, but I really wanted to get ya one too. Y’know, like a couples watch kinda thing. (Y/n), I know gettin’ cheated on can leave a scar, but would ya give me a chance?” He set aside the two watches, enclosed your hands in his, and poured out the feelings he had been shielding in his heart. “Ever since ya came to live with us, I’ve liked ya. I didn’t want to lose your friendship, so I never said anythin’, but after learnin’, you liked me too...I can’t hold back anymore. Please, give me one chance. I’ll stay loyal to you and only you. I promise! Ya can’t say no to this handsome face, can ya?”
The corners of your lips firmly tugged up, “No, I can’t say no to your handsome face, but...can we ease into the relationship? I don’t want to jump straight into dating.”
“You don’t need to ask me. I’ll follow your lead.”
“Hey, Mammon...”
“Ya?”
You rested your forehead against his and closed your eyes, freeing some of the tears that were collecting in your eyes. “Thank you. I look forward to starting a new journey with you.”
A shade of red crossed his cheeks as he replied in the gentlest voice, “Me too, (y/n). Let’s smile together...forever.”
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Lover's Holiday, Pt. 3
Welcome to Part 3
CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly. MC kinda grouchy 😅 But lots of fluff. Not too much to warn for. Reader is called "good girl"
Themes: Romance, DiavoloxMC, LuciferxMC
Characters: MC="you", Lucifer, Diavolo, Barbatos, all brothers mentioned or implied.
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Things didn't slow down for you, nor would they. Though you weren't expected to learn all of your future royal duties in a month, you didn't exactly want to learn everything in a rush, so you worked very hard on your royal studies, on top of RAD and learning to wield your demon magic. Your lesser known-about endeavor of figuring out Devildom law was still fruitless, but that didn't stop you from reading and researching.
A few months had gone by since you started this journey of learning everything you could, which had started only a couple weeks after the incident with the witch Sybil, and it wore on you. However, there seemed to be unrest between all of your favorite demons and how you allotted your time with them. Oftentimes, you missed dinners and outings with both the royals and the brothers in favor of studying, tutoring, or working.
Today, you were in a foul mood. When you dropped by to take your breakfast to go at the House, you were chewed out by four out of seven brothers because they missed you, and then Barbatos reminded you at lunch that you still hadn't finished one of the lessons you had to do this week for finances. On top of having an alchemy project due. And hell knew what else you were forgetting.
"Why are we here?" Belphie asked begrudgingly. Everyone was sitting around in the Student Council room at RAD after classes were done, including Diavolo and Barbatos.
"MC wanted to have a meeting with all of us, and this was the most convenient place for everyone to meet," Lucifer replied sharply. He wasn't privy to the topic of the meeting, so he was rather anxious as to what it is you wanted to see everyone about.
Finally, just before the meeting time, you strolled in to find everyone in their seats, waiting for you. With no further introduction needed, you stood in the middle of the floor, looking at everyone.
"It has come to my attention that there has been some upset about how I'm dividing my time with you all," you stated calmly, though, there was a glint in your eyes that indicated this was not to be a happy time for anyone else. There was an aura about you that said, "Don't fuck with me."
You continued, "While I'm happy that each of you desires time with me, you all must understand I'm incredibly busy." They all flinched at your last word as midnight blue vapors appeared behind you. "So, I've come up with a solution," you stated. Lucifer and Diavolo exchanged glances, sensing your more dominant and demonic side coming out, and while it was rather enticing in one regard, they were unsure of what it meant for them.
"I plan to have dinner at the castle three times a week and at the House three times a week, alternating days so that everyone gets time with me, and I so I have one day to myself if I would like to get work done. Lunches are fair game to anyone who asks me, but if that becomes a problem, then I'll set up a schedule for that, too. If anyone has objections to this, I'll happily send you over to the complaint department, also known as Cerberus," you explained, your fangs starting to show now.
Everyone shivered, except Lucifer, who just stared at you.
"If no one has any further comments, that will be all. Thank you for coming," you said, walking back out of the room, vapors trailing your footsteps as you walked.
There was complete silence when you left, and for some reason, even if you didn't exactly lecture them, everyone felt a little bit scolded by you. Lucifer immediately looked at Diavolo and tilted his head toward the offices. The two went into Diavolo's office and sat.
"Is there something I should know?" Lucifer asked.
"I would ask you the same, because I don't know," Diavolo replied.
Barbatos came walking in, "If I may?" he asked the two.
Diavolo nodded, and Barbatos continued. "I believe MC may be stressed about all of her studies. When I met with her yesterday for tutoring, she had made substantial progress, but... she didn't seem terribly cheerful like she normally is, and we weren't even looking at finances. Today, when I reminded her about a lesson she needed to complete, she seemed rather... irritable."
Lucifer frowned and Diavolo grimaced. "I was afraid of that happening," Diavolo said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.
"She needs a break," Lucifer stated.
"Indeed, but are you going to be the one to tell her that?" Diavolo asked, knowing you would decline and keep working. Also, he wasn't a fan of trying to confront you when you let your demonic nature come out. No, he wasn't afraid of you, but he certainly wasn't interested in being on his lover's shitlist.
Lucifer gave a knowing smile, "I could, actually. She's done it with me enough times." He then stood, his smile turning to an awful smirk. "Let me handle the Avatar of Vainglory," he stated wickedly.
Diavolo gave Lucifer an eyebrow raise, "Do let me know if you survive, I should like to hope you know what you're doing, but it's not often MC is so irate with any of us."
Barbatos smiled knowingly, "Indeed. Lucifer, best of luck to you."
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When Lucifer arrived at the House, he immediately went to your room, finding you at the table with six different books in front of you. It was silent in the room, but there was an air of stress around you, one that saddened him slightly.
"My, I didn't know you could study finances, law, potions, hexes, communication, and alchemy all at once, my love," Lucifer said snarkily.
You bristled but made no move to reply. Lucifer saw that you were in no joking mood still, so he changed tactics: appealing to your sin.
"It certainly is an accomplishment, what you're doing, darling," he then said, softening. Your shoulders slumped, so he knew you were still listening. "In fact, it's admirable. When I came to the Devildom, we didn't have most of what we have now, but certainly, I've had my share of learning new things. But I also never had to learn to be a demon, harness my magic, and become a royal all at once in the span of a few months either, even with you being so young, I've had a couple millennia to figure it out."
You finally put the pen down, and looked at your partner, who was now kneeling beside you. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes.
"And for all that, I'm very proud of you," he said, tucking your hair behind your ear. Finally, you slid out of your chair to hug Lucifer, wrapping your arms around his neck. His face was buried in your collarbone, inhaling your sweet scent, and he rubbed small circles on your back.
After a minute of this, he pulled his face away to look at you. "I'd like to propose a break– a vacation, for you," Lucifer stated.
Your gaze shifted away, but he took your chin in his thumb and index finger, guiding you back to him. "I know you think you need to keep working; however, everything will still be here when you get back. So, how about it dove? Why don't you and I go on vacation somewhere for a few days?"
Your body language, ever obvious to Lucifer, gave away your next thought as you looked down to where your left hand was. "I think it would be wise if Diavolo stayed, so that you're not tempted to think about your royal studies. He wants you to take a break too," Lucifer answered your silent question.
Studying his crimson eyes, you searched for any reason to say no, and found none. "Okay," you whispered. Lucifer smiled and placed a chaste kiss on your lips.
"Good girl. Now, how about I plan it all out for us? Leave it to me, and you just make sure you're ready," Lucifer murmured, pulling you close to him again.
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Two days later, you were telling everyone your goodbyes.
"Ugh, no fair! Lucifer is getting MC all to himself for three days?!" Asmo whined, hugging you tightly.
"Try to relax and have fun, you need it," Satan said, pulling you into his embrace next. He then whispered in your ear, "Also, I'm not sure how you'll manage it with my brother, but I will certainly enjoy the break without him."
You chuckled as you pulled away, and Lucifer narrowed his eyes as the fourth-born, assuming he said something rude.
"Get some rest," Belphie said with a lazy smile.
"Eat good food," Beel said and hugged you with a pouty look on his face.
Levi and Mammon were the ones closest to the door, staring at the floor.
"You know I'm coming back, right?" you asked, and then added, "I'm not dying either." The air was sucked out of the room when you said that, and you sighed.
Taking control, you walked up to the two and pulled them into a threeway hug. "Behave. I'll miss you both," you muttered in between their heads.
When you pulled back, they were both blushing. The front door of the house suddenly opened, and Diavolo and Barbatos walked in, smiling at you.
"We came to wish you farewell on your vacation," Barbatos said with a slight bow of his head.
You hugged the butler tightly and whispered, "Take care of my prince," just for his ear.
He whispered back, "Always. Take care of yourself, mistress."
Then you looked at Diavolo, and it was rather hard for you to say goodbye. Normally, he was the one leaving and you stayed behind. Seeing as they were all being extra wheels in this moment, the rest of the brothers went and found something else to do, or look at.
Diavolo pulled you into his embrace, and it felt tighter than normal, almost needy as well. Pulling back only slightly so he could guide your face to look at him, Diavolo looked you over. His gaze gave way to the bittersweet and longing thoughts behind it.
"Try to have fun. I'll be here when you return, and then you'll come stay with me for a little bit," he murmured. You nodded, and he placed a rather passionate kiss on your lips. "I love you, my princess, get some rest," he whispered against your lips.
"I love you, my prince," you whispered back. It was hard to let go, and you almost didn't if he hadn't done so first.
Lucifer quietly walked over and took your hand, "Alright you two, it's time for us to go," he said with a small smile. You nodded, and both of you grabbed your suitcases, still hand-in-hand as you both walked out the door of the House of Lamentation. You weren't told where you were going, but you knew it was for the best, so you could actually relax.
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Lucifer's Text - MC! Monday Prompt #2
Prompt : “We need to talk.” That’s the text that Lucifer just sent MC. How does MC react? What do they think it’s about?
Characters : Amber (MC), Lucifer && Mammon
Pairing : Lucifer && Amber (MC) [ Parent-Child Relationship ]
Prompt provided by @obeythedemons ! For the full MC! Monday List, it can be found here!
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Lucifer: We need to talk.
On days like this, whenever Amber gets a cryptic messages from Lucifer, she literally feels like he's done something wrong even though she knows what she has done or not. Unless he knows about her going up the staircase, meeting up with Belphie in the attic then she has to get ready to write her will.
Amber: Wouldn't it be better to tell me face to face about what I did wrong? You sound like a parent that's about to lecture their child yk-
Lucifer: Honestly I would have but please just come to my office cause it's urgent
Amber: Alright sure mom. I'll be there in a few -_-
She hopped out of bed and made her way towards Lucifer's office. She didn't even wanna talk to the old man at this point and would much rather play a prank on him with Satan but she decided not to do that right now.
She knocked on the office door before opening the door and letting herself in to see Lucifer at his desk with his many papers on the desk as usual.
"Ah you're here. Please take a seat." He motioned her towards the empty chair in front as she did what she was told.
"Just saying that if it's about the demons who I punched right in the nose, then I can assure you it was out of self defense since they were the ones who started it." She confessed as Lucifer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I can assure you it's nothing about you just said since I knew about that already." he said as she nodded.
"Okay then. So... What's the reason?" She asked him, now curious.
"So Lord Diavolo had this idea of visiting the Human World altogether with us and the exchange students. Since you and Solomon are the exchange students from the Human World, we've put both you and him in charge of taking us to places which you might have in mind." He explained as you let the information sink in.
"So in other words you guys want a tour of the country I live in aka Japan?" She asked as he nodded.
"Yes." He simply answered.
"Alright sure. Sounds easy enough." She said, accepting it.
"Good. I'll let Lord Diavolo know." Lucifer said, smiling.
"So is that all?" She asked.
"Yes you're free to leave." He said as Amber got up.
"Alright see you later then." She said, leaving the office room.
"Oi! What was that about?" You heard a voice speak behind you as you turn behind to see Mammon.
"Ah nothing. Just Lucifer talking about some future plans about going to the Human World is all." She explained.
"Oh good! Anyways I came up with this amazin' idea to make money and I wanna share it with ya!" He said as you smiled.
"Yeah sure let's hear it but it better be a good idea or I am leaving you alone on it." She told him.
"Yeah yeah don't worry. It's pretty much fool proof." He said, reassuringly as Amber sighed, smiling still.
"Go on." She said as Mammon rambled on and on about his idea as they walked towards the living room.
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Demon brothers react to Mc being scented by lower demons
Pairings: Lucifer x reader /Mammon x reader / Leviathan x reader
Class has ended and the demons are slowly leaving the classroom. This was the only class where none of the brothers, angels and the shady sorcerer wasn't with you. With no one to interact with, You were feeling lazy and wanting to stand up after everyone has gone home you just lazily plopped your head to the desk wondering what will be served for dinner, meat perhaps
As you was mulling over what's for dinner someone tapped you gently on the shoulder. Feeling the sensation, you immediately darted your attention to the 2 demons, one standing proudly and the other seemingly feeling shy
"Yes? Do you need something"
"Ah no... I mean yes.." answered the seemingly shy one, which earned a click on the tongue by the more serious demon
"He's interested in you, he said he found you cute and thought this was his chance to say hi since none of the demon brothers are guarding you" the serious demon blurted which earned incoherent protest from his companion
"Ahem, what he meant is, i wanna be friends with you, if you don't mind that is" he said fidgeting
You actually found it quite cute how he was fumbling over his words, kinda reminded you of the white haired tsundere back at the HOL.
"I would like that" You chirped which made the demon beam at you " we can hang out sometime but maybe not today since i have to go home" you reasoned out, quite bummed that your "getting to know each other" needs to be postponed for a while
"oh that's ok, I'm just ecstatic you're willing to be my friend, but can i scent you, you know to commemorate us being friends"
Not knowing what he meant by scent you, you just slightly tilted your head to the side, indicating you don't know what he's talking about
"dumbass, of course a human wouldn't know what scenting is" the serious companion said giving a glance to his obviously clumsy friend
"ahh I'm sorry, I'll explain, scenting is like a form of intimacy given by demons, it's harmless really and i wanted to do it to you know as a sign of our friendship and don't worry i won't fully scent you" he reassured
Feeling satisfied with the explanation, you just replied that you understood and it's fine to do it.
The demon immediately beamed up at this and continued to lean close until his face was almost skin to skin with the crook of your neck. Lasted for a few seconds before the demon returned to his original stance
After a bit of small talk, you proceeded to say goodbye and hurriedly went home to the house of lamentation.
Arriving at the house, you immediately slung the door open, went inside and just as you were about to go upstairs you were
Lucifer
Suddenly halted you in your tracks by gently grabbing the back of your backpack
At first he was just gonna ask why you were home so late, not until something wafted in the air
Doesn't take long to realize the scent is coming from you and what it was
Stares at you for a few seconds before popping up the question
"Who scented you" anger was evident in his voice, he tried to not let it show but it's there and it's obvious
Which scoundrel had the guts to scent you, and why did you let them
"oh, i made a friend today and he scented me to commemorate our friendship" you obliviously say to the fuming demon
With how nonchalant you answered, he came to an understanding that you have no idea what scenting indicates
This somehow diminished his anger inside, already thinking how to lecture you for being so clueless
After a few seconds of contemplating how to deal with you you, he came to a decision which involves
Him dragging you to his room and properly lecturing you not to let others carelessly put their scent on you and you should know, it's only him whose allowed to do so
Mammon
You have successfully arrived at the front of your door and there stood mammon obviously waiting for you
Seeing him you immediately approached him to give him a hug
He was about to embrace you when suddenly he smelt something wrong in the air
Taking note that the scent was coming from you, and boy he was not liking it
Why do you have the smell of another demon
If you're gonna have a scent on you, it's gonna be his
"oi, why do you have another demon's scent on you" he asked, brows furrowed holding your upper arms gently as to press you to answer
When you nonchalantly replied about how you made a friend and he scented you for commemoration
He did not like that
Nope
Nuh uh
"what the hell, you're not supposed to let others scent you" come on he'd obviously make a fuss about it "if someone's going to scent you it's me" he huffed pulling you by the waist and diving his face to the crook of your neck
You squirmed and became utterly flustered underneath his touch but he held you firmly
He did not let go until every bit of the scent was gone and replace with his
Contented how you smell like him now and how red you've become he loosened his hold on you, and proceeded to tell you never to let anyone scent you cause hey that's his job
Leviathan
Right after arriving, you immediately went to your room to freshen up, and proceed to have dinner with everyone
On the way you passed by your favourite weeb's room and decided to bring him down with you
Gently knocking on the door and letting yourself in after affirmation by the otaku
"Levi, time for dinner, let's go" you said while coming closer to him while his still in his chair, gaming
He was about to respond when he smelled it
Immediately whipping his head to your direction, you were happy he's paying attention to you immediately but the way he looked at you was questionable
"is something wrong?" you asked him, not wanting to hold his questionable gaze for much longer
"MC, I'm still your boyfriend right? We're still dating right?" he asked, you noticed how his voice cracked at the end
You immediately latched on to his front, cupped his face and asked why would he ask something so silly
"Then why do you smell like other demons, why did you let them scent you? You're not supposed to have other scents on you other than mine, you're mine right?" he asked trying to make sure your still his
You immediately explained that it was just a sign of friendship and that you're sorry for causing such misunderstanding and gently ask him to explain things like this so you don't make the same mistake
Of course the gamer was more than willing to explain to you what it means to be scented and how you should only let him
And of course it won't end with just him explaining, he needs to overwrite that scent with his, dinner can wait i think, fuck lucifer's sermons, this is more important.
Here is the continuation of this
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Arsenios's Story: Preview
Since today is Arsenios's birthday, I'm sharing this little snippet from his story that I've been working on. The story still doesn't have a title, but I swear I'll come up with one at some point.
I wanted to share something a little fluffy. I think this is a cute little scene. It's before all the really dramatic stuff happens in the story lol.
Note that this is just a preview and is subject to change in the final draft. As always you can find more information about Arsenios in his profile post.
GN!MC x Arsenios (demon OC)
Warnings: none this is all fluff
A few days later you were in your bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling. Your mind was whirring, your thoughts steadily tumbling over each other. You wanted to rest, to shut your eyes, and sleep. And yet, for some reason, you couldn't.
You sighed. You rolled over in bed and picked up your D.D.D. hoping something there could distract you.
You were going to scroll through Devilgram, but you accidentally opened your contacts instead. You saw Arsenios's name there, new among your list.
Your finger hovered over the send message option. It was late. He was probably asleep, like you should be. And it wasn't like you guys were close enough that you could just text him in the middle of the night.
And yet…
Your mind was a little cloudy from exhaustion, so you went ahead and sent a message anyway. You'd deal with any consequences later.
MC: Hey, are you still awake? Or do you have a normal sleep schedule?
What a dorky thing to say. But you didn't care because you were tired, but couldn't sleep and your brain was not fully functioning. You just needed to talk to someone. Sure, you could have sent a message to any one of the brothers. Actually, you could have just left your room and talked to them in person. Levi was certainly still awake and a good gaming session might even be something that could help. Lucifer might still be awake, too, but you were far more likely to encounter a lecture from him. But for some reason, you didn't want to do any of that.
Your phone vibrated and you nearly dropped it in surprise.
Arsenios: What's sleep? Is that a human thing?
You rolled your eyes. Now you felt a little less like a dork because you were clearly talking to someone who was even more of one than you were.
MC: Ha ha, very funny. So you are awake.
Arsenios: I am now. Did you forget to do your curses and hexes homework for tomorrow? Because if that's why you're texting me, I regret to inform you that I didn't do it either.
MC: No, unlike you I actually care about school. I know better than to think you've done any homework ever.
Arsenios: That's a relief. I wouldn't want to be known for doing homework. So what's up? Everything okay?
You paused for a moment. Was he worried about you? You shook your head. You were being silly.
MC: Nothing, really. I just can't sleep, that's all.
Arsenios: I can do something about that. Hang on.
You read this last message in confusion. You stared at the screen for a moment, not sure how to respond, when it scared you to death by ringing in your hand. Arsenios's name flashed across the screen.
He was calling you?
You swiped to answer because what else could you do?
"Um, hello?" you said.
"Hey," Arsenios said. "Sorry to just call you out of nowhere like that, but I can't help you sleep if you can't hear me."
"What are you talking about?" you asked.
There was the soft strum of guitar strings on the other line.
"Have you already forgotten?" His tone was amused. "I can sing you to sleep."
You stared at the phone for a minute. "What?"
He laughed, a soft rolling sound that sounded like music itself. "My power, remember? If you're having trouble sleeping, it would be easy for me to put a little magic into my song to help you fall asleep. Is that okay?"
Your cheeks heated up and you were glad he couldn't see you. At least he asked this time. You thought about it. It would be nice if you could just sleep right now. "Okay. But if I fall asleep…"
"Don't worry," Arsenios said. "I'll hang up. I won't hear you snoring or talking in your sleep."
"I don't do either of those things!" you said and he laughed again.
"Just get comfortable and tell me when you're ready," he said.
You readjusted yourself so that you were comfortable in your bed, keeping your D.D.D. beside you on the pillow.
"Okay," you said. "I'm ready."
"Sweet dreams, MC," Arsenios said. He started to play the guitar before you could respond. Moments later, he was singing something soft and sweet. You hadn't heard it before, so you figured it was a Devildom song of some kind. It was mellow and quiet. The baritone of his voice easily rising and falling with the notes. It was hard to believe this was the same voice that had been practically growling on stage with the band. Right now it was smooth and gentle, the acoustic hum of the guitar strings mingling perfectly.
Soon enough, your eyes began to drift closed. You felt yourself falling into a restful slumber. It was like you were wrapped up in the song's melody, held close and kept warm. Your dreams were mild and pleasant.
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I don’t know what to call this it’s just MC being protective and feral
A/N: Do the bros really need protection? No probably not. Do I care? Also no. I write MC op as hell so therefore they can and will deck a demon in the jaw if one messes with their guys.
Update: Part 2 is out!
Side Characters!
Barbatos!
Luke!
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Lucifer
“Just ignore them. They aren’t worth it.” Lucifer says with a hand on your shoulder. The two of you were out on a walk around the Devildom and for some reason there was three lower demons behind you two throwing comments and insults. Mainly at Lucifer. Did they have a death wish?
“Hey look at that! It’s the Angel turned demon! A fallen star!”
Oh that does it.
Before the eldest could stop you, you had turned around and charged at the demons. Eyes flaring a wrathful green.
With the magic of the pacts flowing through you on top of your anger, your fist smacks into on of the demon’s jaw and send them falling onto the ground.
“What the fuck?!” The other two demons gawk at you. One reaching down to help the one you punched up.
“The only fallen stars are you. Bottom of the barrel demons who have nothing better to do than hackle a demon that could easily erase you from the realm.” You hiss, the three flinch as you step closer. “Now beat it!”
The three run away and you hear Lucifer behind you.
“You know that wasn’t necessary.” He sighs, checking your hand.
“You’re use to it.” You hum, taking a moment to calm down. “You may not need it but I’ll always defend you.”
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Mammon
“Do you wanna taste lead???”
Oh boy.
Mammon has his arms around your shoulders from behind holding you back from some witches that were demanding money. You were baring your teeth and holding up a pencil. He couldn’t tell if they were just shocked or legitimately scared by this green eyed glowing and rage fueled human threatening them with pencil lead.
“Look I’ll pay you back soon-”
“Get a fucking job if you need Grimm that bad you HA-”
“OOOOKAY MC AND I GOTTA GO BYE!”
He throws you over his shoulder and runs outta there as fast as he can. Once the coast is clear he sets you down and-
“MC ya can’t jus’ THREATEN witches!” Mammon tries to lecture you but he doesn’t get through to you as you lowly growl before calming down.
“If they need Grimm that bad they should get jobs or somethin not hackle you.” You mumble.
“Over protective much?” Mammon teased.
“Maybe.”
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Leviathan
Was that growl his stomach or from the game that was displayed? No that’s the next Devil Cart being shown. He’s not hungry since he just had lunch so then-
Levi looks to you and sees you glaring daggers at some demons who turned away. Then he hears it again. Humans can growl??
“MC.” He pokes you and you look to him.
“Yeah?” You asks, acting as if you weren’t just playing the role of a guard dog.
“I uh why are you growling like that?” Levi asks, the blush forming on his face making this a bit more embarrassing for himself.
“Oh you know. Some ass hats were making some comments about you that I didn’t care for.” You answer nonchalantly before looking back to said small group who turn heel and leave the gaming store.
Levi knows he should probably say something. Knowing that you have a habit of doing this, he should say something like you shouldn’t do that or what if they really want to pick a fight with you? But no. He keeps his mouth shut because that small part of him thinks this side of you….growling, being so openly protective and…violent is kind of…?
“Levi?”
“I WASNT THINKING OF ANYTHING WE SHOULD GO”
“Eh?”
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Satan
Humorous.
That’s the word that comes to mind. Humorous
He knows the others fail to understand this but he doesn’t. You aren’t the weak and magic-less human you once were.
Though he supposes you do tend to bite off more than you can chew sometimes. Was this one of those times? No but you get the idea.
He can feel your anger and protectiveness the moment you caught wind of the comments he himself also heard but paid it no mind. Unlike you.
“Sit down, MC.”
“But!”
“Sit.”
You pout and flop back down beside Satan who didn’t even look up from his book but knew you all too well thanks to your temper.
“You do know that I can feel your anger when your about to snap, right?” He asks with a shit eating smirk.
“I know but I thought since you were reading you wouldn’t notice.” You shrug.
“You should know better than that. Feeling your anger flow through me thanks to our pact is a treat if I’m being honest. However I don’t want you getting hurt. Again.” Satan explains as he closes his book. “Don’t let some trash ruin our time together alright?”
“Fiiiiine.” You sigh. The calm that follows lasted about 5 minutes.
“Look it’s the human and the anger baby! Did he have his bottle today????”
The irony that you helped Satan control his emotions meanwhile you let your protective nature take hold is…funny.
“Try not to make a mess.” Satan sighs as you stand up, cracking your knuckles.
“No promises.” You growl and that sends a shiver down Satan’s spine. Hm…maybe this outing turned out okay after all.
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Random Obey Me! Headcanon #3
Genre: Fluff with a slight of crack here and there. A lot of family bonding too :3
In the anime teaser and manga, Mammon is shown to be the one who always indulges Satan's toddler requests. We know that Lucifer influenced Satan the most, but I love to think that Mammon actually helps him a lot when he first started knowing about things in Devildom. Sure, in terms of personality or way of thinking, Lucifer wins, but Mammon was the one who taught Satan how to wash dishes, to lawn the mower, to not put metal items in the microwave, to not run away from Lucifer's lecture if he didn't want to get more punishment from the eldest. Basically, Mammon is the 'mother' of Satan. In fact, he's also one of the few who first taught him how to read. So, whenever Satan gets turned into a toddler by the cursed book, Mammon can't help wanting to spoil him because he's reminded of the past.
Because Simeon is still practising his typing skills in D.D.D, he sometimes accidentally sent/spam stickers to everyone else. For Luke, it was no big deal since he'll probably ask Simeon what it meant, but for Solomon? The sorcerer will bombard another massive wave of emojis/stickers back to Simeon, making Simeon thinks that it's normal to spam stickers in Human culture.
Because of this, MC too got sticker spammed by Simeon.
I love to imagine that Lucifer gives the brothers their monthly pocket money. Everyone gets the same amount, but if they wanted more money, they'll need to work part-time jobs.
Sike! Mammon got -2% less pocket money than others. This is because he wants Mammon to storm to his study and demand more money from Lucifer. Just a way to see his cutest brother sulk like a puppy *shrug*
Lucifer has one specific rule when it comes to dining together. When the meals are done, the brothers cannot, under any circumstances, use their D.D.D to call down everyone for dinner. No text, no calls, no anything. They must walk on foot to the respective brothers' room and call them for dinner one by one. This is actually just a way for Lucifer to know whether any of his brothers are having fallouts or arguments with each other.
Mammon is the peacemaker in the family. Even though he's always bickering with Levi, we didn't see them fighting to the point of having cold wars. So when his brothers are arguing with each other, he'll be on the neutral side that listens to every side's stories. Mammon will then advise them to make up with each other, in a subtle way. (One of the reasons why Lucifer relies on Mammon a lot when he's too busy to keep up with the family drama)
On times that Diavolo can't log in to his game due to his demanding workload, he will ask for Levi's help to log into his games and claim the daily login bonuses. Also help tend to his farm in the game Devil Farmer. And also help feed his virtual pets in Devil Pets. Long story short, Levi now works a part-time job as Diavolo's virtual farmer/petsitter.
The fact that almost 75% of the problem that Lucifer heard complaints of comes from Levi and Mammon themselves, even though they are the big brothers, made Lucifer wonder if those two are truly capable of being in the big brother squad. Until he was away for an errand one day and discovered that those two prevented a huge physical altercation between their little brothers and some middle-class demons.
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Could you do hc's for the bros where Mc got into a fight with some demon at school, and now Lucifer is chewing them out, and after like a good three hour lecture Lucifer is finally like "what do you have to say for yourself" and Mc, tired of his shit is like "it was self defence, he tried to eat me so I fought back, but of course if you'd prefer me dead, I can arrange that, too"
MC Got Into A Fight
LUCIFER
The day was already stressful as it is, and now MC had to go and pick a fight with a demon..
His day was going oh, so better.
And when he got to know that MC picked a fight with a demon he chewed them out for three hours straight. He was cruel, ruthless and strict in his lecture. Nitpicking their every human flaw, and preaching in his anger.
And when Belphegor demanded the reason for the fight, he simply stared.
But when MC told him, in a tired tone that it was self defense the frown on his face disappeared, replaced with a shocked one.
Did the demon harm them in any way, were they injured- so many questions in his mind, but all he can do is stare in shock.
And their words were heartbreaking to hear. He was genuinely concerned for them! Although he can get a bit overbearing at times... All Lucifer could do was mumble a soft apology.
The demon that dare do this won't live any more.
His pride won't let him apologize in front of his brothers, hence, he calls the MC to his room later and then expresses his regret while gently hugging them...
MAMMON
He was concerned, okay, he was worried to high heavens when he found out that MC got in a fight. And why did they even get into one, knowing they could die so easily?!
Lucifer gave MC a three hour lecture, in which he talked and talked and talked. Mammon got bored of listening and wanted to scream at Lucifer to at least ask how they got in a fight, but a glare shut him up.
And, at the end, finally, it came to light that the demon tried to eat them.
Eat them??!! Eat his human?!!! Oh, hell no.
Lucifer better apologize fast, because otherwise Mammon will beat him to it.
The demon that dare harm MC will now be put in the underground labyrinth, as Cerebrus's playmate! ( Chew toy)
He's sorry, MC. Please coddle him because he's close to crying
LEVIATHAN
MC got into a fight at RAD, how truly normie behaviour. That's why one shouldn't come out of their room!
They are so reckless! But what made them fight....this was a question that Belphegor asked at the end. The reply made him gape at them.
A demon had tried to eat them, and they fought back in self defense. Lucifer! They hadn't done anything wrong!
Oh dear, he had to sit through the lecture too, with the others, as a warning.
The demon that dare harm MC will be thrown into the ocean, that's for sure.
Leviathan shyly apologizes, and invites MC to his room to play some games. It's the least he can do, after all. And perhaps not to subtly tell Lucifer he messed up real bad this time...
SATAN
Why is this human so careless and where are their self-preservation instincts?
He was worried for their safety, and chided them like a parent. Those demons could kill MC with a swipe of their hands, and yet, they fought.
He tried to ask the reason for the fight, but Lucifer won't shut up with his lecture. Three hours...is a bit too much....
But when he found out from Belphegor's demand for the reason, that it was in self-defence, shock and rage took over.
How could he be so foolish? Was MC okay? Lucifer needs to apologize immediately-
He is going to rip Lucifer a new one, tearing into him, admonishing him for not apologizing properly. And the demon that dare harm MC...
Is going to be tortured for at least a century..
When his rage calms down, he checks MC over for any injuries while apologizing. Next time, he'll be accompanying them outside.
ASMODEUS
Oh dear, you just had to go and pick a fight, didn't you?
He was worried for their skin, and their well-being, and throughout Lucifer's lecture he sat on the couch while inspecting his nails all the while...
But when he got to know the reason for the fight, he sprang up in shock.
A demon? Who was it? Did you know them?! We-
Calm down, Asmodeus.
The demon that had the audacity is not going to be able to go out in public any more...
He immediately takes them to his room to check for any injuries, and give them a self-care session, because fighting will make dirt and dust clog in the skin!
But MC would notice how his hands shake more than usual and how his voice cracks at the end...
BEELZEBUB
He was concerned for their safety and gently scolded them before checking for any injuries.
All the while when Lucifer was scolding them, he stood in a corner with a frown on his face. Three hours is too much.. Lucifer...
But then Belphegor came and asked the reason for the fight, and MC's reply made him stare.
A demon tried to eat them, so they fought back...
Are you okay, MC? Any injuries? Any tiredness, are you hungry-
He looks at Lucifer expectantly, wanting him to apologize, which he does softly.
The demon that dare do this won't even have a bone left...
If MC allows, he'll take them to his room to feed on some snacks, all the while apologizing.
BELPHEGOR
The downstairs commotion woke him up from his nap. Which stupid act of idiocy did his brothers do again-
But then he found out Lucifer was lecturing MC, without stopping. Beel whispered to him that MC got into a fight..
He immediately rushed forward and asked the reason for the fight. And MC's reply made his blood boil.
A lesser demon tried to eat them, and his brothers did nothing, just lecture poor MC!
Along with Satan, he's going to rip Lucifer a new one with insults and jabs, until he apologizes.
The demon that dare to do so won't live to see another day, or have nightmares for eternity.
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OK a sequel of to the "MC's Brother asks an inapropriate question" fic. Mc's brother's next 6 months (after the incident in the night club) in Devildom were not too good. He was constently failing his classes (despite trying) and really didn't like Lucifer's lectures. Or Lucifer in general. One night during a party for the nobility Diavolo needed Lucifer's help to take of something in the dungeons. All the brothers, side charecters and MC were present at the party as well. Lucifer and Diavolo are gone for more then 30 minutes. At the same time the brother gets absolutely drunk/wasted and when the pair return from the dungeons the brother points at them and yells "Lucifer comes out of the dungeons with his top." So it is a Lucifer x Diavolo joke. Brothers and datables react. Would the brother survive?
Hi! Summary: he'd better run. Anyways, I hope you like it!
the obey me cast reacts to a diavolo x lucifer joke
mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read
content warnings: alcohol use, implied suggestive content, mentions of violence
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Lucifer
did you brother really just say that? how dare he tarnish diavolo and his reputation
luckily for lucifer, cerberus was just looking for a new chew toy
diavolo has to stop him from throwing chairs at your brother
Mammon
look, he hates your brother and all, but that was funny
he regrets snickering though, lucifer just threw the worst death glare known to man
yep, mammon's gonna be on bathroom duty for a good while
Leviathan
the shock takes over once levi has processed what he just heard
he doesn't like your brother, so he whispers 'bad idea, bad idea' to you
another reason for levi to never attend parties again
Satan
let's face it: none of them like your brother
but satan was one of the loudest laughers in the room after that moment, he and belphie joke about this stuff as well
good for mammon, he's not going to be alone on bathroom duty
Asmodeus
well your brother sure loves to make inappropriate comments doesn't he?
asmo thinks there's maybe some sort of humor to it, but the setting and alcohol make it uncomfortable
especially since nobody but your brother is wasted yet
Beelzebub
look, he's guilty of joking about lucifer and diavolo's connection from time to time as well
but this dude, at this point he's just taking his family as a whole joke
if barbatos and lucifer weren't going after him, beel would have
Belphegor
another one who laughed at the comment (big mistake)
that basically means: 'another soul gone off to bathroom duty'
but whoever thinks he'd actually show up would be wrong, sadly for belphie that means more punishment
Diavolo
honestly doesn't get it at first until realisation hits him
'huh? yes lucifer is wearing a shirt- oh-'
diavolo himself can just move on from the comment, but he has to stop his friend and butler from going insane
Barbatos
on the outside, he's smiling
but on the inside, he is seething with a burning rage that cannot be quenched
yea, your brother will probably have a curse or two following him
Simeon
immediately covers luke's ears
deep down inside, simeon thinks it's funny, but clearly it upset lucifer so nevermind
he already thought your brother was a peculiar human, this confirmed all those theories
Solomon
lucky for him, he's good at holding his laughter in
solomon is lowkey curious how this will play out, and forgot why you're all at a party in the first place
lucifer may or may not have seen through his act of not laughing though
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Please Take Care (HC)
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: All x fem!Reader, Luke platonic
Warning: Slight angst, reader is starving/neglecting herself.
Requested by: Anon
Prompt: OM! f mc who doesn't take care of her self and doesn't really eat will and faints alot of times because of it? all characters (luke is a baby >:( only platonic)haha i have been like this for 3 months(i hope you make extra love for simeon and satan because their my favorites ^q^)
A/N: Anon, eat, please. I went through this phase a few years back and the results of it were ending up in the ER and paying a hefty hospital bill. Please take care of yourself.
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Simeon once again asked you why your skin was looking pale. He had gotten into the habit of asking you the same question every day, but you made up another excuse, not wanting to tell him the real reason.
"(Y/n), I feel like you are hiding something from me. Is there a reason you don't want to tell me the-" the angel stared at you with his mouth open, and for a good minute, he couldn't move. "(Y/n)?"
He rushed to the sofa you fainted on and gently patted your cheeks, trying to wake you up. Something was going on, after all, but why didn't you come to talk to him? Simeon was not expecting the doctor say you had not been eating well. He thought you looked skinnier and assumed you were on a diet but forgoing eating? No, he would not allow that.
When you woke up, Simeon thought he would lecture you for not taking care and give you an earful for not telling him the truth; instead, he pulled you into an embrace and buried his face on the top of your head. He was afraid to let you go and couldn't stop thinking about the what ifs. "(Y/n)...why? Why are you giving up on yourself like this? You know I care about you, right? If anything happened to you, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Please, (y/n), take care of yourself, and let me take care of you."
From then on, your boyfriend tried to stay by your side every day to assure that you were okay, and whenever he was away from you, Simeon worried about your health. He even asked Lucifer to allow you to stay in Purgatory Hall so that he could keep a closer eye on you. No matter how long it takes for you to recover, the angel will stand by yourself.
“(Y/n), if I ask you a question, would you please answer honestly? Are you feeling alright? I have noticed - (y/n)? What’s wrong?”
The world around you started spinning, but before you collapsed, you saw a panicked Satan running to catch you. He was right to think you hadn’t been taking care of yourself. Why did he do something sooner? Satan felt guilty for not paying more attention to you.
When you regained consciousness, Satan wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and sighed in relief. “Why? Why haven’t you been eating properly? Are you upset about something? If so, why didn’t you tell me? I...I’m sorry for not paying more attention to you. Whatever you are going through, I promise to be there for you. Would you give your boyfriend a chance to correct his mistake?”
Since then, Satan checked up on you more often and set aside time every day to spend with you. He also made sure to eat all meals of the day with you, and if you didn’t eat, he didn’t eat. There was no way he would let the fainting incidents happen again, as your health and wellbeing was extremely important to him.
Lucifer could clearly tell you were not taking care of yourself, but whenever he asked you about your health, you would dodge his question. He wasn't sure how to get an answer out of you, but he needed to know the truth.
"(Y/n), my apologies for calling you to my office so suddenly, but I need to speak to you. Your RAD grades have been suffering recently. Is there a reason for that? Also, might I add that you don't look well. Are you feeling ill?"
You suddenly started feeling dizzy, but luckily for you, Lucifer noticed that and caught you in the nick of time before your body fell against his wooden desk. As he tried to wake you up, he felt his heart jump into his throat. "(Y/n)....wake up...please."
While waiting for you to regain consciousness, Lucifer paced around the room- never once had he felt this restless. Had he not made it clear that you could share anything with him? Did you not trust him? Did he say or do something to hurt you or push you away?
Only when you woke up did his pounding heart calm down. Lucifer sat at the edge of your bed and rested his hand on the side of your head. He wanted to tell you how nervous he felt and how worried he was but could only say, "You are alright...thank the hea-devil."
Lucifer made you eat all your meal under his supervision to assure that you actually fed yourself. He made sure to call you every hour and asked one of his brothers to stay by your side when he couldn't. After you recover, Lucifer wants answers to why you hid everything from him, and he also wants to know if he did something for you to not trust him with your feelings and thoughts.
"Yo, open the door, (y/n). I'm gonna kick the door down if ya don't open it in the next five seconds." Mammon counted down from five and sighed when he hit 0, "You asked for it! Here I come."
He slammed his shoulder against the door, opening it with ease, but upon seeing your body on the floor, Mammon screamed your name. He scooped you in his arms and carried you to bed. "Why do ya feel lighter? Have ya been skippin' out on meals?"
Mammon didn't take the doctor's words kindly - why does he mean you haven't been eating for a few months? How did he not notice? The Avatar of Greed sat on the floor with his back against the bedframe, waiting for you to wake up. The second he saw you sitting up, Mammon jumped to his feet and cupped your cheeks.
"Why haven't ya been eatin'? Are ya upset about somethin'? Ya know you can tell me anything, right? We...are datin'...and..," he sighed and rapidly blinked away his tears, "I...ain't a good boyfriend. Sorry, (y/n). I call myself Mammon the Great, but I ain't even smart enough to know when my girlfriend ain't well. H-Hey, I'm not tryin' to break up with ya or anythin', just...I'm gonna try to take better care of ya. Want to...get somethin' to eat? I ain't takin' no for an answer."
Mammon tried his best to take better care of you, from making sure you eat and sleep to making sure you stay happy. Sometimes you would catch him staring intensely at your face, and when you asked him what he was staring at, Mammon would blush and say, "Nothin'. I'm tryin' to make sure you're ok..."
"Sweetie, um...is there a reason you don't want to go out on a date with me? I know you said you were tired, but...," Asmo sighed and rested his hand on top of yours. "Why do I feel like you're hiding something from me? Beel told me a few days back that he has been eating your food. You are not trying to starve yourself, right?"
Asmo got his answer a minute later as you fainted and fell into his arms. He quickly carried you to his bed, called a doctor, and messaged his brothers about what happened. As he watched the doctor examining your body, Asmo felt guilt weighing down on his shoulders. His responsibility was to take care of you, and he failed.
Opening your eyes, you saw Asmo standing close to the bed, looking at you with a faltering smile. There were so many things he wanted to say to you, starting with an apology, but his words were caught in his throat. He could only manage to hug you and say he was sorry.
Asmo did everything to help you recover, and for the first time in his life, he paid more attention to someone else's needs more than his. He was not going to let you suffer again.
Belphie got the shock of his life when you walked into his room and collapsed a few feet away from the door. His sleepiness flew out the window as he hopped to his feet and rushed to your side. Was this related to what Beel told him? Had you been giving all of your food to his twin? Why, though?
As he waited for you to wake up, Belphie tried to piece the puzzle together. He couldn't deny that he noticed something off about you, but instead of asking you, he assumed you were okay. How could he have slept so peacefully while you suffered by yourself?
"(Y/n), good morning...," he forced a smile. "Hey, was there a time in the past few month that you tried to talk to me about your troubles, and I fell asleep? I am sorry for not being there for you. It's difficult for me to stay awake...but I know that's not a good excuse. What I'm trying to say is...I haven't been a good boyfriend. Mind telling me why you haven't been eating and taking care of yourself?"
Belphie was prepared to help you no matter what you told him. After the scare you gave him, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully without knowing you were genuinely alright. He has also asked his twin to help him with trying to get you to eat properly.
“(Y/n)?” Beel ran next to you, dropped on his knees, and scooped your body in his arms. “What’s wrong? Please wake up!”
He noticed you weren’t eating properly and got all sort of foods from the Human and Celestial Realm for you to try, thinking you were bored of eating Devildom food. Beel even asked if you were okay, but why did he believe you when you said yes?
Sitting next to your bed, he took hold of your hand and watched you sleeping peacefully. “I’m sorry, (y/n)…I promise to take better care of you.”
And take care of you he did - Beel made sure to hand feed you and didn’t let you leave until you ate. If you refused to eat, Beel said he wouldn’t eat either, and no matter how much his stomach roared, he didn’t take a bite until you ate first.
He now texts you every thirty minutes to make sure you are okay, and if you don't reply to his messages, he will personally come to check on you.
Levi noticed you would sleep more than you usually do, but he assumed you were tired from all the schoolwork. He never expected to hear the doctor say you were starving yourself and not taking care. Useless - he felt more useless than before. What good was a boyfriend if he couldn't even tell that his girlfriend wasn't doing well and that too for months?
He pushed a few hairstrands out of your face and stared at your pale skin. "You...don't hate me, do you? I wouldn't blame you even if you did. Stupid otaku who can't even do anything right..."
Levi's mind started to wander into the darkness and thought about breaking up with you. You deserved someone better who could understand you and take better care of you.
When you woke up, the Avatar of Envy pulled you close to his chest and wrapped his arms around you like his life depended on it. "No...I can't...I don't want you to be with anyone else. I want to be with you and take care of you. I know I'm not the best at reading people, but I want to help you. You don't hate me, right? Please don't hate me...I promise to be better."
Levi tried his hardest to keep that promise. He couldn't bear to think about losing you, or seeing you suffer, or watching you starve yourself again. He was going to help you get through this struggle, no matter what he had to do.
Diavolo was expecting to spend the afternoon with you at his castle. It had been a while since the two of you had spent quality time together, and he couldn't wait to catch up with you. The prince was not prepared to get a call from Lucifer saying that you fainted.
He dropped everything and ran to the House of Lamentation only to get the news that you had not been taking care of yourself. In a single moment, Diavolo felt like someone had pulled away the very ground he was standing on from under him.
This was his punishment for putting his work before you, wasn't it? But if it was his punishment, why were you suffering for it? He should have checked in on you more often and made sure you were okay.
"(Y/n)," his voice cracked as he took a firm hold of your hand and pressed a kiss on the back. "I honestly didn't mean to ignore you. Recently my workload increased, and I couldn't find the time, and due to my mistake, you....you...forgive me, please."
You had yet to tell him why you hadn't been looking after yourself, but he continued to blame himself. Diavolo moved you to the castle and asked Barbatos to help you recover your health. Since then, he never let you out of his sight, and during the times where he absolutely couldn't bring you along, Diavolo asked Lucifer to stay by your side.
Barbatos was stunned when Beel thanked him for all the delicious meals he had cooked. Those meals were supposed to be for you, so how did Beel taste them? Did you share with him, or were you not eating?
He called you to the castle, saying he needed to discuss an important matter. The butler was ready to lecture you about sharing meals with Beel when those dishes were meant solely for you, but he never got a chance. As you walked down the corridor towards the kitchen, you started to feel dizzy, and before you collapsed, you called out to Barbatos.
As you slowly started to come back to your senses, you heard the butler's voice. "Was my cooking not to your liking, my love? I am aware that I pay more attention to my responsibilities than to you, but serving the prince is my priority. Please, do not misunderstand me. I care for you more than anyone, but...I believe I am making far more excuses than I should. Ah...you are awake? Did you perhaps hear my words?"
Barbatos felt guilty for not paying attention to you, and with Diavolo's permission, he asked you to move to the castle. The butler made sure you ate properly and cooked all the meals you requested, no matter how difficult they were to make. Taking care of you was just as much of a priority to him as taking care of the prince.
Luke thought you looked paler, but he didn’t want to sound rude by asking. He did try to ask if something was wrong, but you didn’t brushed aside his concerns by saying yes.
You came over to Purgatory Hall to work with Luke on an assignment, not expecting to faint in front of the young angel. As you fainted onto the couch, you heard Luke screaming your name. He tried to shake you, call your name, playfully threaten to draw things on your face if you didn't wake up, but nothing worked.
When you opened your eyes, you saw Luke standing next to the sofa, crying and begging you to wake up. The moment he saw your eyes open, the angel wiped his tears and threw his arms around your shoulders. “You are awake! (Y/n), the doctor said...you weren’t eating and taking care of yourself. Why? You have to eat! I can cook for you and make everything you like. I will learn all your favorite recipes, so...if I make your food...will you eat?”
Luke stayed true to his word and learned all your favorite recipes. Throughout the day, he came to visit you and always brought food along with him. But before he handed you the food, Luke always pressed the back of his hand on your forehead to make sure you didn’t have a fever and examined your face to make sure you didn’t look pale.
Solomon tried to call you countless times and was starting to panic. This was not like you - you always picked up his calls, and, in the moments you couldn't, you would send him a quick text saying so.
With a quick apology for invading your privacy, Solomon used a spell to teleport him straight to your bedroom. There he found you leaning against the wall for support as if you were dizzy. Was is just him, or did you look deathly pale? Without wasting time, he ran to you, and right as you were about to faint, he caught you. "(Y/n)!"
Upon examining your body, he noticed you were not only pale but also thinner. What was going on? Were you upset that he wasn't spending more time with you? Were you battling something on your own? But...why did you think about telling him?
"Hello, (y/n), are you still dizzy? I suggest you don't try to get up." Solomon stroked your hair and gave a small smile, "I know sometimes I give the air of not caring, but you know I care about you dearly, correct? You don't need to hide anything from me - in fact, I don't want you to hide anything from me. Being together means sharing your sadness and pain with me. Would you kindly explain what you have been feeling for the past few weeks?"
Solomon couldn't believe you had been starving and neglecting yourself; moreover, he cursed himself for not noticing this. He would not let you continue going on like this, even if it meant force feeding you.
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When Lucifer Knew He Loved You
Here's part 7 of the series! This idea has been rattling around in my brain for a while. You have to imagine this happens just before the events of chapter 16, just for added bittersweetness. I did actually have an angsty version of this planned originally, which I still might type up if people are interested. Anywho, hope you enjoy! 💜
Genre: fluff
Word Count: 1700
Warnings: none
MC/Reader is gender neutral. You/They pronouns used.
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Love hurts.
Lucifer was no stranger to being the object of others’ idolatry and adoration. For as long as he could remember, he has been loved by nearly everybody he meets. This should make him feel proud. It doesn’t. Love always comes at a price and he’s usually the one who has to pay.
As he watched his little family grow fonder of you, he speculated whether you were blessed with that same quality. He understood why he was so universally admired; he took pride in maintaining his air of perfection. Yet you didn’t seem to possess this same level of self-awareness. Being loved, and loving in return, came as naturally to you as breathing. No matter how he endeavoured to maintain a respectable distance, you managed to pull him into your orbit.
You were the perfect student for this exchange programme. In the short time since you arrived in the Devildom, you had sparked a profound change in his brothers. It was his ardent wish that your intentions were good, rather than ill. He would test you in subtle ways, or at least more subtly than his attempt to kill you had been. Every question was a concealed trap designed to catch you out. Every tedious chore he gave you was a measure of your patience. If his brothers wanted a human master, so be it, but he alone would determine whether you were deserving of this responsibility. He was certain that you had been in the attic, but it would seem you hadn’t encountered Belphegor in his plush prison. After all, he had locked him out of sight for his own protection, and yours.
Everything he did for his family; he did out of love. Even if it pained him more deeply than it did his brothers.
The rope creaked and groaned as Mammon rocked slowly over the stairwell. Lucifer had tightened his usual bindings to ensure that Mammon would be overwhelmed by the sting of his punishment. The bindings pulled his chest taut, a dull ache throbbed throughout his entire body, just as Lucifer had intended. Mammon had failed his Alchemy exam, which in itself was not unusual. What had provoked such a violent reaction was the reason for his failure. Mammon had overslept on the morning of the exam because he had been working late night shifts at The Fall. He had been working so diligently just so that he could buy you a delicate gold ring with his own money.
Lucifer could count the number of gifts he had received from Mammon over the last 20 years on one hand. Yet he had the audacity to improve his behaviour overnight to buy a meaningless present for a mere human, after centuries of ignoring lectures from Lucifer on that very same issue. Even this discipline was not enough to extinguish the sparkling gold in Mammon’s eyes; a glow that shone brighter as he gazed upon you.
“I understand that Mammon has done something wrong, Lucifer, but can’t you at least loosen these ropes a little?” You pleaded.
“If you claim to understand why he is being punished, then you must understand why I cannot let him off lightly.” Lucifer bristled. He was still unused to being defied by you.
“But why do you need to be this harsh about it?”
“It’s simple...if I let him off lightly now, then the consequences will be much worse in the future.” He spoke forcefully, hoping that this answer would satisfy you.
“What makes you so sure?” You pressed him further. You were relentless when it came to issues concerning his brothers. You were the only one who would dare hold Lucifer to account in such a way.
There was a one-word answer that proved his point definitively: Lilith. However, he had long lost the right to utter her name. Lucifer the pride of the Celestial Realm, the seraphim, the fallen angel, her eldest brother...failed her. If he had doled out his own punishment when he first heard of her relationship, perhaps she would be here standing in your place. Maybe he had to break her heart to save her life. Although to live a life despised by his family...could he endure it? He avoided your piercing gaze and left as nonchalantly as his grieving soul would allow him.
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Lucifer refused to let history repeat itself. This proved impossible.
Unable to deny his brothers’ happiness, he bore witness to the pure love they gave you. It was uncannily similar to the innocent pleasures they revelled in prior to their fall. These scenes brought him joy and anguish in equal measure. For every caring gesture they bestowed on you, Lucifer was painfully reminded of how they used to do the same for him.
This was the price he paid to secure his family’s future.
These thoughts overtook him as he worked into the small hours of the morning. An eternity of self-restraint, the answers to the questions he silenced, allowed these repressed truths to fester and decay in his guilt-ridden brain. He would much rather remain silent than to lie to his family. His pride would only stoop so low.
As he stretched, his knuckles brushed against the tea cup on his desk. The gilding along its rim had started to fade, but the floral pattern remained in stark contrast against the translucent china. How much time has passed since you brought this in for him? He lifted the cup to his lips and sipped the stone-cold tea. It was a delicate fragrance of lavender and oat flower; you had clearly taken a lot of care to steep the herbs correctly. This intricate balance of flavours anchored him to the present moment and his thoughts turned to the weariness in his limbs. Sleep hung heavy over him.
He heaved himself to his feet to complete his final inspection of the house before getting ready for bed. The house succumbed to silence. Even Lucifer’s thoughts which were usually occupied by visions of the past or plans for the future seemed to rest in this absolute peace. He blew out the candles as he passed, until he saw a light creeping out from the drawing room.
As he peeked inside, he saw you dozing on the sofa. Your half-finished homework and opened text books surrounded you. It seemed as though you had planned to rest your eyes, only to fall asleep almost immediately. Your DDD was in your hand and your pen was tucked behind your ear.
Lucifer chuckled under his breath and knelt beside your sleeping form. Nimble fingers slid your pen out from its resting place and returned it to the table. He brushed an eyelash off of your cheek with his little finger; his fingertip hovering just above your skin so he wouldn’t wake you. He followed your shallow breaths and the gentle rhythm of your chest. What was it about you that made him feel so at ease? You made love feel easy.
Two pairs of onyx wings unfolded from his back as he used them to counterbalance whilst lifting you from the sofa. It wasn’t that you were difficult to lift, rather that Lucifer wanted to disturb you as little as possible. It didn’t work as your eyes opened blearily.
“ngh...Lucifer?”
“Hush now, I’ve got you...” He cradled your head against his chest, his heartbeat now more prominent than before. Without the rise and fall of his usual walk, Lucifer glided noiselessly to your room. His wings steadied him. He hushed, he hummed, and he murmured sweet nothings to soothe you.
He couldn't remember the last time he was able to hold somebody like this. Since the fall, his relationship with Belphie was irrevocably changed. None of his other brothers would curl up in his arms like this anymore. The thought had never bothered him before. Yet now, his very footsteps felt lighter to have you in his embrace.
As he leaned down to place you in your bed, he saw that you were still gripping onto the lapel of his waistcoat. You must have done it to pull yourself close to him as he carried you. For the first time in his life, Lucifer felt powerless. There was nothing he couldn’t do. He was the future Demon King’s right hand man, the Avatar of Pride, one of the most revered and powerful demons to have ever existed.
It was impossible for him to let you go.
If he left you now, he would lose the source of his smile. Tonight, he didn’t want to be alone with his thoughts. Tonight, he wanted to be close to you.
He kicked off his shoes and carefully climbed into your bed. He laid back and allowed you to settle yourself against him. You curled around him as his wings gently folded to accommodate you. One simple spell and the blankets were draped across your intertwined bodies.
He smiled as he pressed a single kiss to your forehead. Your warm breath swept along his exposed skin. He sank deeper into your pillows.
Lucifer thought he knew what it meant to be loved. He was wrong. He has never known a love that felt like this.
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