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undeaddevildom · 2 years
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Some worldbuilding thoughts:
Whenever theres a predicted natural disaster that's going to occur it can be subsidized or thrown off course via magic from demons, angels, and very strong covens. How ever, in the human realm since magic is so scarce most natural disasters just.. Happen.
Covens in the human realm are far few and dar too weak to affect a large natural disaster. The most they can do is make a particularly hot sunny day a little cloudier or maybe have a little sun shower over their gardens. To demons/angels, human weather with no interference is wild.
A tornado throws a tree through a car? Yikes. A hurricane floods an entire town? Grab some buckets i guess. Even a particularly close lightning strike or loud thunderclap is commonly shrugged off after the initial shock. Power outages, droughts, blizzards, etc. That's just how it is. Things just HAPPEN and humans just let them.
Referenced works & additional thoughts vv
Storm thoughts based on T H I S ! (Tumblr post)
Imagine the only place that lightning was common was during the celestial war, used as a weapon by archangels to smite their enemies. And it just??? Spawns here??? Who are the angels trying to kill- IT EXPLODED A TREE. WHY!!!
(Fun fact! trees explode because the moisture inside is heated into steam and expands so quickly that it combusts through the tree bark!)
So I'd imagine (if youre looking for something angsty) the brothers would need a little extra comfort during these events :(
Celestial smite kills demons (and angels) on impact. It's so much concentrated divine energy that no living vessel can handle it making any physical contact, even getting close to it can harm you. And you're telling me humans have been struck by it and SURVIVED??? Feat. my favorite video ever (youtube)
How hot is the devildom actually inspired me to make a post of it's own (H E R E!) but still. (Tumblr posts)
I think that humans and demons handle heat differently. Humans don't have wetness receptors in their brains. Instead, we rely on different thermal cues. I think demons DO have wetness receptors and that their bodies adjust immediately to water temperatures. Which is why Asmo is able to lounge casually in infernally boiling water (canon) but wouldn't be able to stand hot temperatures that do not pertain to water (headcanon).
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lovetei · 9 months
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Okay, this have been on my mind for a while now…
So! MC in the manga is a sheep (get turn into a sheep because they aren’t familiar with the magic? Idk). I was just wondering that at the end of the exchange programme how would the boys react to Mc’s “true form”
This is such an interesting thing to write 🖤
By the way, this is another request stuck in my drafts, I promise I'll try to make up for it and post more :')
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Their reaction to Sheep MC changing into their human form at the end of the exchange program
Warnings: Slightly suggestive, no proofreading, wrong grammar, spelling errors, kind of long
Versions: Demon brothers, Side Characters
Links: Masterlist
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LUCIFER
It was the end of the exchange program and he's seeing you off
A large portal behind your back
For you, it might be the portal that will lead you to the freedom and whatever normality this program took away from you for a whole year
The portal that you've been waiting for
But for him, it's nothing but a spiral of magic that takes away the only comfort he has
The comfort that he seek for
And his twisted heart aches whenever he remembers it
But he hides it off with a smile and a wave
He waved at you one last time before you turned around
"Uhm... I feel weird-"
What?
The extreme feeling of despair left his body for a second and was covered with confusion
That soon turned into worry as your sheep form completely fell to the ground
The noises you're making is not normal and they're all panicking because they've never heard of it before
And the fact that you started glowing didn't ease their mind.
Could it be that some higher demon planted some spell inside of you?
IS THAT SPELL SUCCESFUL?!-
MC..?
He looked at you shock
No, more like-
He looked at your new form, shocked.
The way your naked body is laying on the ground right in front of him...
Right in front of them..?
He can't help but sigh and thought that, everything would have been fine, perfect even, if you turned into this form in front of him
But no, you just have to turn into your original self in front of everyone
Now he can't even embrace you.
All he did was take his coat off and throw it to your body as his face flush red.
You turned around to look at them as you clutch his coat with that adorable expression before you run off and enter the portal
He's left there, shocked and speechless
He didn't know what the hell just happened
But what's he's sure of is that he's going to get you back
And you're going to show that expression to him one more time
But that time, it will just be the two of you, alone.
MAMMON
This man is bawling his eyes out
His original plan is to watch you leave as he cries and once you're gone he will walk it off like a real man, with tear stains of course.
He set his mind to it, gambling for the whole week after you leave so that he can forget you
Even for just a moment
But no,
You won't even let him have the peace of mind
Or leave him with a nice memory
Instead your sheep body dropped to ground and made everyone think that you're about to die!
But you know what more you did?
You turned into a human!
Your human form!
Naked!
He went from 😭 -> 🤨 -> 😮 -> 😭 -> 😳 in a mere minute
He just stood there with a flushed face
A blushing dumbass who don't know what to do but watch as Lucifer threw his coat on you
And watch you run away with that cute expression, embarrassed expression on your face.
Gosh
You drive him insane
Now he's all fired up, willing to destroy the mortal world just to get you back in his arms.
LEVIATHAN
This one too is bawling his eyes out
While holding his camera of course
He's filming every part of this
He's standing there like "WAHHH MCCC! W-Wait is the angle r-right..? I need to capture how b-beautiful MC is..." while sobbing words out.
His hands are holding the camera shakily but the movement suddenly stopped when you said you feel weird...
His eyes shot open and his tears stopped
Are you okay..?
. . .
He's malfunctioning the moment you dropped to the ground and started to glow
And he malfunctioned even more when you turned into your human born, as naked as the moment you were born.
Now his sniper instincts came in and the camera is as focused as a laser
He's staring at you wide eyed, face as red as a tomato and his mouth agape
He doesn't know what's happening
But what he's sure of is that he needs to film it
Everything
The moment you grabbed Lucifer's coat and hugged it to cover yourself
And the moment you stood up and looked at them with that cute expression
But the moment you left, he hid the camera
This film is for his eyes only...
He's gonna need this for a 'project'...
And you know what else he needs?
Tissues.
SATAN
He's smiling everything off as he watches you leave
But you know deep down some anger is boiling
Considering how hot his pact mark is getting
Because, why do you have to leave..? Did he fail to satisfy your standards..?
He can't help but roll his eyes internally
But in the middle of his self talk, you spoke
"I kind of... Feel weird-"
And then you dropped to the ground and he's suddenly panicking
Any other feeling except for confusion flushed out of his body
He ran up to you immidiately but the light dimmed down and your naked body lay before him
He can't help stop in his tracks and just look at you and blush
Before he can even register anything, Lucifer's coat is already hugging your body
Which causes another wave of wrath to hit him
He just glared at Lucifer and saw that he's not even paying attention to him
He's looking at you
With a foreign expression in his face
So he also looked at you and...
Why the fuck did you have to look so majestic..?
You met his gaze and your face flushed before you ran out and entered the portal
He just remained still
Looking at the ground where you once sat
He can't move, he's shaking so much...
He feels like he's about to explode...
ASMODEUS
"WAHHH MCCC!" He whined out as he openly sobbed
He loves you so much!
Just why do you have to leave him!
He can't help but pout at you as you say your final goodbye
But what about him?
Why do you have to leave him too!
I mean it's understandable that you want to leave them because they're all such nuisances to you why him?!
He can't help it-
What do you mean you're feeling weird?
He's slowly walking to your direction
But you started to glow..?
Suddenly he's bearing his teeth expecting enemies around
Oh wait...
Oh...
You're...
Naked...
His mind is scrambled
He completely stopped working
And he'll probably be out of service for the next few days.
BEELZEBUB
He's probably standing there with Belphie in his arms
He's giving you his infamous puppy smile hoping that you'll give him what he wants
Hoping that you'll fall for it like the usual and ran up to him an dsay he's cute instead of leaving
But there's a part in his heart that knows you won't
He's sad and happy at the same time
He's happy because you'll finally live the way you do back then
But he's sad because you have to leave to do so...
Huh?
You're feeling weird..?
You're glowing, MC!
He's shaking Belphegor awake now
What's happening to you-
. . .
He'll be one of the most respectful and cover his eyes
But he's secretly peaking through the gaps
Your flushed face...
Looks so cute...
You look...
You looked delicious...
Just enough to eat...
Now he's hungry.
Hungry for something... New?
Something that includes you.
BELPHEGOR
He's awake actually
He watched everyone, he heard everyone gave their final speeches to you
But when you were about to leave
He forcefully shut his eyes and leaned on Beel
Hoping that his sin would take over and he fell into some deep slumber
But why of all times... Why isn't it cooperating..?
His brows are furrowed as he forces himself to sleep
But suddenly everyone dropped silent...
So you finally left?
Wha- why is Beel shaking him?-
MC?!
Why the fuck are you glowing now?!
No no no...
Is it the work of some demon?!
Who-
. . .
You're... Naked...
In front of everyone...
Haha...
Beel better hold him back or else he's about to run after you and do what his brothers can't
But he knows you won't like that.
So he clinged to Beel-
Haha...
Why do you look like that?!
That's his last thought before he ran and almost caught you but the portal closed
Immidiately.
"Hmm... What a shame~"
He'll make sure he'll catch you next time.
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rashomonss · 1 year
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Readjusting
context: just a few somewhat angsty headcanons I have for when MC and Solomon return to the present after everything, enjoy!!
warnings: this does contain nightbringer spoilers
the past changes people
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MC will often become more hesitant to talk to or even engage with the brothers. Due to being treated as an attendant in the past they now are used to it, so whenever one of the brothers tries to engage with them they find it hard to sit still or listen to said brother for long periods of time without feeling out of place.
MC will often mix up the fact that they are an exchange student rather than an attendant. When Diavolo claims that he wants MC to feel comfortable as an exchange student MC will respond with something along the lines of how they don’t need much because they’re the brothers attendant. Which in return gets a few confusing stares from others.
MC still carries out some of their duties as an attendant unconsciously. Such as keeping track of the brother’s schedules, events, student council meetings, etc. The brothers don’t mind at first however what they do find unpleasant is the fact MC always follows behind them instead of right beside them like they used too. This doesn’t register until one of them says something to MC, which they in turn respond with “I always follow behind all seven of you”. Which makes their hearts sink.
Still focusing on the attendant duties, MC will still continue to carry out anything asked of them without much of a fight. Since they were so used to carrying out such elaborate things when watching over the brothers in the past they are now used to doing such tasks for them. Most of the time this will confuse most of the brothers because MC is usually more vocal with their opinion on something.
MC will unconsciously be a bit harsher and stricter on the brothers than they usually were. Since being their attendant MC had to keep each of them on a tight leash so they wouldn’t get into trouble. So now in the present if they were to start fighting MC would be the first to show up to scold them instead of Lucifer.
MC will just straight up be petty with Lucifer for a while. Due to the things he said while they were in the past they still haven’t completely forgiven him. So whenever Lucifer mentions his “family”, MC finds themselves saying some remark along the lines of “well that doesn’t include me” or “just the seven of you I know. I leave you all alone” is enough to confuse and hurt the hell out of him. MC knows that Lucifer does really care for them in this timeline, but they can’t help it. His words really did hurt them deeply for awhile.
On another topic of MC’s attitude, Diavolo soon realizes that they are much more formal with him. The cute nickname Dia was dropped and he was always referred to by a title now. When Diavolo questioned them about formality MC simply explained that the past Barbatos didn’t like them referring to Diavolo in such a manner.
MC is now more vigilant around Satan, Belphegor and Barbatos, each for different reasons.
Satan is one that worries MC the most because they became used to having to deal with his violent outbursts and destructive episodes. So when Satan gets angry in the present MC will step in front of him and the brothers separating them. Satan soon grows confused when MC prepares a spell to restrain him.
Belphegor doesn’t worry MC as much as the other two, but after he found out they were a human in the past and tried to kill them again in response MC had to remain vigilant. They still do whenever they are alone with him. Which in turn makes the youngest guilty about the past.
Barbatos is someone MC keeps Solomon away from at all costs. After all MC was used to Barbatos teleporting the sorcerer around from place to place. It did become concerning when Solomon would show up later and later each time he came home. So to avoid that MC would make themselves and Solomon avoid the butler at all costs. However the present butler soon finds this behavior hurtful when MC constantly declines his offer to come over. In the end MC has a hard time remembering that this isn’t the past Barbatos.
Many soon noticed the strong bond MC now has with Solomon and of course they all become jealous. At first they noticed how MC would go to him for little things, or just prefer to be around him more, but when they asked about moving in with him rather than staying in the House of Lamentation it threw everyone for a loop. It made it even worse when MC said they’ll be there to help the brothers every morning like usual. They wanted MC to realize that they’re an exchange student not an attendant.
Many also notice how reliant they are on Solomon for certain things. Sometimes MC just needs Solomons presence in a room to be able to feel comfortable. If not MC will then become slightly annoyed or fidgety.
Solomon becomes more protective over MC without even realizing it. If he believes one of the brothers are being too bothersome to MC he will step in and whisk them away.
Solomon finds it easier to steal MC’s attention away now. Before when he would try and drag them away from the brothers, or even try and steal their attention for just a second it always failed. However with how close they both became in the past, if Solomon interrupts a conversation MC is having with the brothers MC finds themselves listening to him a bit more than the brother they were speaking with.
MC is much more reckless and blunt with their decision making now. Before they were a bit more collected with their thoughts. However being in the past made their impulsive decision making become a habit. Thus causing the brothers to sometimes question MC methods.
MC would often question the brothers as to why they weren’t in their demon forms. They suppose they just got used to seeing them in those outfits for so long now it became the norm.
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tomonana · 1 year
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Solomon is absolutely smitten with you. It’s deeper than just the human kinship, he’s fallen in love with you, watching you grow into a strong and powerful person during your time in the Devildom. Taking you on as his apprentice, hoping that you’ll see he can be as special as the demons and angels you care so much for. He’s lived a long life, but never before has he craved the love and affection from anyone that he does with you now. He watches as you put your life on the line for others, constantly doing your best to protect them. He’s so proud of you. Proud that a fellow human, his adorable apprentice, can survive without him.
And it breaks his heart.
You don’t need him, like he needs you. You can take care of yourself, co-exist with demons and angels with ease. His invitations for you to spend time with him, “in case you need a human to remind you of home” are mere facades for his ache to be loved by you. He loves you so much, and watches as you slip through his fingers into the hearts of others.
He never stood a chance, did he? A human competing for your heart against otherworldly beings. He watches quietly, a smile on his face as you fall in love with the suitor of your choosing.
And then he watches as you fall in love with them all over again.
He plays pretend for now. Solomon plays house with you, imagining that you’re his, as you look to him for help in the face of unfamiliarity.
He asks, he begs you to choose humanity when it comes to it.
Begs you to choose him.
Please, please choose him.
Just this once.
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ryuubff · 1 year
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mc and sol’s weekends out of cocytus hall are spent doing this or going to different restaurants to fake a proposal and get free food
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another-lost-mc · 4 months
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Okay but what if, before MC is taken to the future by nightbringer, they had a big fight with the brothers?
Like, they fought about something and said something along the lines 'go away' ' I don't want to see you', but then, when you don't return they start feeling guilty.
At first they'll think you're angry and don't want to talk with them, but when time passes and you don't return they start to get so worried, looking everywhere for you, regretting that the, possibly, last words they said to you were harsh confrontation.
The angst potential 😭😭 how do you think each of the bros would react?
😈🍬 anon
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a/n: well, nightbringer sure is a blessing for angst fans.
the worst goodbye | the demon brothers
2.8k words | gn!reader | sfw | angst
cw: mentions of lesson 16 in belphie's part.
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Lucifer goes to his office and pretends that he's not angry. He attempts to distract himself with paperwork, but all he does is read the same paragraph a few times over and over again before he throws the page down with a huff. He taps his pen against his desk while he sifts through the emotions clouding his mind. All he felt earlier was wounded pride—that's why he scolded you with more force than necessary, speaking with his cruel, barbed tongue but regretting it just as quickly. He admires and loathes your feisty temper. You're his stubborn, brave little human that stands up to him when most demons wouldn't dare to try.
He plans his apology like a mantra and goes to your room; he knows if he's sincere, you'll give him a chance to make things right. You don't answer your door when he knocks, and he peeks his head inside to confirm that you're not there. He sends you a message with his D.D.D. and shuffles awkwardly in the hallway while he waits for a reply. He asks in the family group chat, but no one's seen you recently and he ignores the initial tendrils of icy fear that make his chest feel tight. Surely you wouldn't have stormed off in a sulk? But he checks the rest of the house and his brothers realize slowly that something is wrong—you wouldn't just leave. Lucifer searches for you himself, around the House of Lamentation and all around the Devildom, searching for anyone that might've seen you, or any hint of where you've gone. But in the early twilight hours, he pours a glass of Demonus that remains untouched while he stares absently into the fire of his private study. His heart freezes over in your absence. Your warmth thawed his icy demeanor, and the roaring fire crackling nearby can't stop the chills that wrack through him when he tells himself that you're gone and he has no one to blame but himself.
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You rarely fight with Mammon these days, but when you do, it spirals out of control. He spits out scathing remarks about how he's sick of you trying to pry your nose into his business because he hates admitting that you're right. You try so desperately not to yell (or cry, or both) when you plead with him to forget about whatever risky scheme he's got planned. It's not worth risking Lucifer's wrath and whatever punishment lies in store when Mammon's plan inevitably fails to his own detriment. He stalks away and ignores the sound of your voice cracking in pain when you call his name one last time—and maybe if he were less incensed, he would stop and turn around and apologize. But today he feels particularly stubborn and he doesn't look back. He fully intends on leaping in his car and driving off into the night to burn off some steam, but he slumps against his bedroom door with his head in his hands and tries to remember why he was so angry with you to begin with. He can't pinpoint the reason and he knows you only have his best intentions at heart.
It feels like hours later when he ends up outside your door, head down and tail tucked firmly between his legs. He shouts through the wood when you don't answer and he swears he didn't mean it, that he'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you. You're too patient and kind and loving for your own good, and he tempts fate every time he takes your forgiveness for granted. He opens the door and scratches his head in confusion when he realizes you're not there. He spots one of his brothers at the end of the hall, and his confusion sours into something ashy on his tongue when he asks him where you are. I haven't seen them—we all thought they were with you!
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Leviathan plays his game, tapping the buttons on his handheld with more force than necessary, as simmering anger from your fight earlier darkens his mood. He didn't mean to forget about your lunch date, so why did you get so mad? Maybe calling you a worse nag than Lucifer was over the top, but he planned on making it up to you later! He gets lost in his thoughts and plays his game until he realizes it's been a couple hours and his D.D.D. has been surprisingly silent. Sometimes you message him and invite him to talk things out in your room once you've both had time to calm down. He has no idea what it means that you've ignored him all this time and when he tries to message you first, they go unanswered. He shuffles to your room guiltily and hopes you'll be willing to talk face-to-face. It's almost dinner time, and maybe if you're feeling up to it, he can take you out for dinner. He even canceled his raid tonight so he can spend the evening curled with you on the sofa watching movies instead.
He doesn't expect to hear a commotion as he walks down the stairs to the first floor, and his brothers are crowded outside your room in various states of panic. Lucifer sees him and rushes to explain what's going on, but the words turn to radio static in Levi's head. He doesn't even notice that he drops his D.D.D. and it clatters to the ground, cracking the corner of the plastic case you gave him as a present not too long ago. Instead of cuddling with you on the sofa that night, he curls around his body pillow in the tub, his tail twitching noisily against the porcelain while he buries his head and deafens his whimpers in the tear-stained cotton. Come back, come back, please come back—
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When the rage subsides, Satan glances wearily around his room and the terrible mess he's made. Some of his favourite books are ripped and torn to shreds across the floor, but the sight hurts less than the memory of your heartbroken face crumpling in pain as you fought back tears. He's done many terrible things in his life he's not proud of, but insinuating you don't care about him might be the lowest blow he could use during a fight. You've only wanted what's best for him, and you try so hard to show the world that he's more than the violent, angry creature that lurks deep inside him.
If only the world could see you the way I do.
Regret quickens his steps and he leaves the broken chaos in his room to find you because he shouldn't have even let you go. Why did it take him so long to apologize? He doesn't deserve it, but if you'll only give him a chance, he swears to himself he'll make it up to you. He hastily wipes away the tears pooling in the corner of his eyes when he notices his brothers lingering outside your room. They're too distraught to notice the sharp bite in his words when he demands to know what's going on and where you are. Nothing they say makes any sense—you wouldn't just leave, right? He’s the first to tear through the house in a panic to find you, ignoring his brothers’ nervous pleas for him to calm down. You're nowhere to be found and eventually he returns to his room in a trance. No one knows how long he stands there, trembling with regret and shame and fury that someone or something dared take you away from him. All his brothers know, judging by the noise echoing through the halls, is that his room is nearly destroyed as he unleashed his heartbreak in a maelstrom of destructive rage.
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Asmodeus takes another selfie and posts it on Devilgram. He hopes the notification will pop up on your D.D.D. and you'll see him having the time of his life at The Fall. He wants you to see it—he hopes it fills you with regret for arguing with him earlier. He doesn't fight with you often, but your tongues are both sharp and laced with venom when you do face off against each other. He enjoyed the anxious gleam in your eye when he backed you into a wall and leaned down so you were nearly nose-to-nose, the sweet scent of his lip gloss lingering in the gap between you while he cooed about how pathetic you looked. But that was almost an hour ago, and he can only pretend for so long that he doesn't regret leaving you stunned and hurt in the front hall when he waltzed out the door and slammed it behind him. The pounding music can't drown out the wicked things he said to you, and the crowd can't distract him from your absence that weighs heavily in his heart. There are many demons nearby who'd kill for his attention, but he knows deep down that the only hands he wants roaming over his body are yours.
It's not long after that he pushes his way out of the club and into the cool night air, but he still hasn't heard from you. Surely you've seen his Devilgram posts by now? You're smart enough to recognize his desperate ploys for attention. Your attention. Are you ignoring him on purpose? Maybe he deserves it, but he's anxious to talk to you and sends you a message on his walk home anyway. Message could not be delivered. The red text pops up on his screen, and he frowns and tries again. Message could not be delivered. He quickens his pace as he taps your contact name and calls you instead. Is there something wrong with your D.D.D.? "The number you have dialed is not in service."
He breaks into a run until the House of Lamentation peeks into view ahead. He bursts through the door and ignores Lucifer's angry shouts behind him as he rushes down the hall to your room, but all he sees is one of your favourite club outfits laid out on your bed, as if you were getting ready to come see him after all. Where are you? His brothers hover behind him and he borrows one of their phones so he can try calling you again. He tells himself that it must be a problem with his D.D.D. because no other explanation makes sense. "The number you have dialed is—" Asmo whimpers pitifully while he listens to the robotic voice drone on speaker for everyone to hear, and his brothers finally realize that something is wrong and split up to search for you. He chokes out your name and slumps onto your bed, inhaling your familiar scent when he holds your shirt, one that he bought you, to his face and sobs. He can hear his brothers' heavy footfalls throughout the house while they look for you, but deep down, he already knows you're gone.
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Beel glances at the stands and wipes sweat and dirt from his brow. He can spot his brothers easily enough—it's hard to miss them, with the way Asmo's waving the glittery handmade sign with his name in bold pink lettering—but he doesn't see you. There's an empty space between Mammon and Levi where you normally sit, and they've kept it free for when—if—you show up. You've never missed one of his games, not ever. Maybe the argument earlier upset you more than he realized. He knows you don't normally eat his food on purpose. He knows you meant it when you sputtered apologies when you realized your mistake. He knows how hurt you were when he shouted at you in a hungry rage. The rest of the game passes by in a blur. He moves on autopilot, his mood growing more and more despondent each time he checks the crowd and realizes you're still not there. He barely recognizes his team's happy cheers when the game ends in victory. He has a quick shower and makes his excuses to his teammates because he already has plans for dinner tonight, with you, hopefully. He stops by Hell's Kitchen and picks up your favourite takeaway order and heads home. It's a peace offering, one of many apologies he owes you.
By the time he knocks on your door, he's eager to see you. Silence. He knocks again and waits, and he hesitantly pushes the door open when his greeting goes unanswered. You're not in your room, and after a quick search of the house, he realizes you're not anywhere. He visits your room over and over again as if you'll finally pop out and tell him you were just teasing him, because you wouldn't ever leave him on purpose, right? His name on a handmade sign on your bed, and one of his old jerseys he gave you, are all that you left behind and he wonders if he would've been able to stop you leaving had he come home to you sooner. (Your takeaway dinner remains uneaten in the fridge in case you come back, and Beel refuses to eat it himself or let anyone else eat it either. One of his brothers has to throw it away when it eventually turns rancid—Beel can't bring himself to do it, because it means admitting you may never come back.)
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Belphie doesn't like sleeping alone. Most nights if he sleeps alone, it's by choice—his choice. Tonight should've ended like most nights do: with the both of you sharing the bed in the attic. He sleeps better when you're close. You're a warm weight curled against him, and the smell of your shampoo and your minty breath are small comforts when he has bad dreams. Sometimes he wakes up in a panic, his shirt damp with cold sweat, and he listens for your quiet snores, proof that you're alive, that the nightmare of your windpipe crushed in his deadly grip isn't real. Belphie sleeps in the attic alone tonight because you decided you needed space. It's petty revenge for earlier when he woke up from a nap in a foul mood and snapped at you in his frustration. He fluffs his pillow and his bottom lip juts out in a pout. He can't get comfortable and it's your fault. The house grows quiet as his brothers retire to their rooms and fall asleep, and Belphie senses when you finally drift off to sleep too. If he wakes up before you tomorrow, he'll crawl into your bed and hope that you'll be more receptive to his apology when you wake up.
It takes longer than usual but he finally falls asleep and feels content. Even when he's unconscious, he instinctively reaches for your presence and it calms him. Your dreamscape is like a little pond, and he watches from his own nearby shore as your thoughts pass by in a blur, like slick oil paintings skimming over a watery surface. He doesn't like to intrude on your dreams if he can help it—he only interferes when he senses them slipping into nightmares instead. He tells himself it's not selfish to erase them for you, but the truth is that he's not sure he can stomach seeing his own face reflected in your dreams anymore, not with its wicked sneer and bloodstained teeth. He's not sure he forgives himself for what he did to you, and he wonders if you've truly forgiven him too.
Something odd in your dreamscape shifts suddenly and it catches Belphie's attention. The images in your subconscious grow murky and twisted, like they're being sucked down into some unseen void. Your presence is like sand falling through his fingertips, and it's harder and harder for him to feel you. He reaches out to your mind to wake you up because he doesn't know what's wrong, but something about this scares him. He jolts awake in the attic, chest heaving with the final memory of something snapping in his mind, like the cord that tethered you to him was suddenly cut. Eventually his brothers get up too and he can hear the commotion coming from down the stairs. He makes his way to your room in a trance before they can come find him. He already knows what his brothers are struggling to understand, the truth that no one can explain. You're gone somewhere far away, impossibly out of his reach, and he dreads falling asleep and feeling the void your absence left behind.
Sleep evades him until he forces himself to try and rest, and he finds himself in your bed instead of his own. He curls himself around your pillow underneath your sheets, clinging to the last whiffs of your scent, and he hopes you'll wake him up and tell him this was nothing but a bad dream. (Your scent fades away long before the nightmare ends, and he stops sleeping in your room after that.)
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reverie-starlight · 1 year
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MC returning to the present
Angst? Fluff? Who knows for sure, but here’s this little thing I’m working on bc I can’t get the idea out of my head. (also disclaimer, i’m not completely done nightbringer yet, I’m stuck on lesson 6-3 as of right now, so I’m making an assumption about where exactly Simeon was staying within the HoL)
Also, no real mention of how you ended up back in the present bc I didn’t want to think too hard about it and that’s okay <3 
gn!MC, established relationships for all scenarios.
...satan might slowly be making it into my top three after nightbringer... writing his section was so much fun. 
part 2 with the dateables is up :)
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You opened your eyes and immediately took in the sight of a familiar ceiling. One that your view of was always slightly obstructed by the leaves from the tree behind your bed. One with golden trim along the edges of the intricate swirls carved into it. 
One that you thought you may never wake up to again. 
Bolting upright at the realization of where you were, you checked to see if everything was the same as you left it, checked to make sure there were no signs of any angel’s belongings in place of your own.
When you were satisfied that everything was how you remembered it, you promptly pinched yourself to make sure it wasn’t any sort of dream. 
“Ouch,” you muttered, rubbing gently over the skin. 
Okay, so maybe it isn’t a dream, but it could very well still be a hallucination, or the effects of some curse or spell, right? Don’t get your hopes up, MC, anything is possible, so don’t get your hopes up-
You swung your feet over the side of the bed and stood up then walked to the dresser with all the knickknacks the brothers had given you during your time in the Devildom- your time. Not a time before they knew you, before they loved you. Proof of your existence, of their growth and affection towards you. 
It wouldn’t all be sitting there if you weren’t back in the present. You knew that, but something was still keeping you from believing you were home. 
If I really am back… they would be here with me, wouldn’t they? Do they not know I’m back?
You frantically searched for your D.D.D. and swore when you saw the crack on the screen. Thankfully it still turned on, but there was no way you were going to be able to call Solomon about your situation with how shattered it was. 
You wondered if the sorcerer was back at Purgatory Hall or if he was with the others, explaining to everyone what had happened and how you got back. Or maybe he was still in the past, wondering where you went? You had no memories of how you ended up back in your bed, so maybe you could get him to tell you as well if he was around. But in order to get an explanation, you had to actually brave up and leave the comforting space you could finally call your own again. 
So you looked at the door that would take you to the hallway and took a deep breath in. Before leaving, you pressed an ear against the door and tried to listen for anything to disprove what you were seeing. One last ditch effort at stopping yourself from becoming the butt of a sick joke. 
But you heard nothing, so you turned the handle and made your way to anywhere you thought the brothers- your family, your home- might be. 
You took note of how this House of Lamentation looked well lived in. It was easy to notice, if you were honest, all the quirks you had grown used to finally being back. Some had stories behind them that you had only heard, some you could tell because you took part in their creation. It was a stark contrast to the newly finished version of it you had spent the past little while in. It wasn’t so cold and empty despite seven new demons residing in it, this one had a soul. Pictures of the brothers lined the hallways, pictures with you included, everything felt so familiar and nostalgic that you couldn’t help but give in and believe it. 
You were home. 
And if that much was true, then it also meant that your lover, the demon that gave a different meaning to the word home- your version of him, the one that was ripped away from you when you got pulled into the past was somewhere nearby. 
Even if he was close before, physically, it wasn’t the same. You couldn’t hold him there, seek him out for comfort (and boy did you need a lot of that right about now), sleep next to him, you couldn’t even look at him fondly without raising suspicion. 
You were forced to suppress all of that love to complete a task that didn’t even guarantee your return to the present. 
But none of that mattered anymore because all of it was positively flowing out of you now. You had so much time to make up. So you ran to all of the usual spots the brothers would hang out until finally you burst into a room and locked eyes with him.
Lucifer
The second you burst into his study he stood up, almost knocking his tea all over his desk. His eyes were wide and his face was paler than usual, as if he had seen a ghost.
You stood in silence for a moment, taking each other in from a distance before you rushed forward at the same time, not able to hold back any longer. 
He didn’t say anything at first but the way his arms wrapped around you as if you’d disappear again if he loosened his hold even a little was enough for you. It was a side of him he rarely showed to anyone else. 
Going from your Lucifer to the past version gave you whiplash- you were not prepared to have any of them go back to being so cold, but having the warmth of his love ripped away from you hit ten times harder. 
You finally let the stress you had been bottling up flow out of you and you leaned your entire body weight on him. He picked you up and brought you over to the couch, positioning the two of you to be more comfortable. 
“I’m back,” you whispered into his neck, letting the tears flow freely. 
“You’re back.” he confirmed, and you felt something wet fall onto your cheek from above.
You didn’t let each other go for the next hour. His brothers could wait, he decided after some thought. He was desperate to just exist with you once again.
Mammon
He looked at you for less than a second and launched himself at you before any of the others even had a chance to react. 
You yelped as he nearly tackled you with a big hug. He was laughing joyously, but you could feel how he trembled once he was in your arms. You probably weren’t much better based on how you completely melted into him and ended up on the floor, still intertwined. 
When the others finally caught up with what was happening in front of them, they piled on on top you and greeted you with too much fervor for Mammon’s liking. He said nothing and let them have their moment, because with one glance at you, he knew you were thinking the same thing- Later.
So once you stood up and answered their questions, reassuring them that you were physically fine, his younger brothers all started arguing over who you’d be spending time with first. 
Mammon’s sin took over and shut that argument down pretty quickly, however, when he gently took your arm and began leading you out of the room. At the sound of the others telling him to come back, he turned around and gave them a look that silenced them immediately. His gaze was leveled and his eyes were nearly glowing with greed. You shivered a bit when he turned back to you and grinned. 
The last thing you heard before you were out of earshot was Lucifer sighing. “Let him go, you all know how much he needs this time alone with them.”
You clung to Mammon’s arm a bit tighter after hearing that and smiled a bit. “Mammon.”
He looked down at you just as he closed the door to his bedroom with a raised eyebrow. 
“I love you more than anything, you know that right? You understand that? I love you. You’re home for me.”
He looked embarrassed at your words, but he wasn’t about to put on his usual act to deflect them right after getting you back. To hell with pretending he wasn’t touched by your words. 
So he just cupped your cheek and looked at you fondly. “I love ya too, MC, more than anything. You’re mine, and I’m yours, ya never have to doubt that... if I did anything to ya in the past to make you forget that, I’m sorry.”
You shook your head and pressed it into his chest. “No, you didn’t. I just missed you so much. It was so hard not having this with you. I had to start all over and-”
“Shh, babe, it’s okay, you’re here with me now and I’m not letting ya go anytime soon, got it?”
You nodded at him and let him lead you to his couch for some cuddles. The two of you stayed together for the rest of the night, basking in each other’s company. 
Leviathan
You really shouldn’t have been surprised to find him gaming in his room, but a small part of you hoped that he hadn’t been isolating himself too much while you were gone. 
He didn’t notice you at first. When he heard the door open, he looked annoyed and started addressing you like you were one of his brothers. “How many times do I have to tell you I’m not coming down for- MC?”
His eyes grew wide and he paused his game, not sure what to do next. He stuttered and tried to string together another sentence, but nothing came out.
You walked to him slowly, tears welling in your eyes as you knelt down and took him into your arms. He reciprocated immediately, dropping his remote and clinging to you. 
You brought a hand up to the back of his head and ran it through his hair to calm him down a bit. “I’m home, Levi.”
He buried his head further into your chest and sighed in relief. “I’m glad you’re back, MC, I missed you so much.”
“I missed you too, Levi.”
Satan
The difference in how he looked at you in this timeline versus the past almost caused you to fall to your knees and weep in the middle of the library. 
You hated to say it, but you had almost convinced yourself that he would never look at you with love in his eyes ever again. You had grown so used to the harsh newly born version of him these past few... weeks? months? You weren’t even sure at this point. 
So having his soft, loving gaze back on you felt like someone bandaging you up after injuring yourself. It was tender, just like him. 
You hadn’t realized that you actually had landed on your hands and knees until he was on the ground in front of you, making sure you were okay. You looked behind you and guessed that you had tripped over the carpet, which was now slightly rumpled. 
“MC, are you alright?” His tone was full of concern, care, comfort. 
You didn’t respond with words. Instead you shifted and pulled him down by the front of his shirt so you could kiss him. 
It was sweet, like honey, like him. Your sweet, book-loving, cat-enthusiast of a boyfriend. Finally you were back in his arms. Hearing his voice directed at you, full of affection for the first time in a while turned you to goo. 
Leaning your forehead against his as you both caught your breath, you managed to get out a quiet “I am now.”
He’d ask you more questions later without a doubt, but for now he was more than okay holding you tightly against him and whispering sweet nothings into your ears to calm you down. 
Asmodeus
He was sitting in the dining room mindlessly flipping through a magazine you knew he had already read from cover to cover, looking more dejected than you had ever seen him.
But that didn’t matter once he saw you because instant relief washed over the both of you as you ran to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He rubbed his hands up and down your back, fussing over you and making sure you were alright before pulling you back slightly to scan your face. 
Tears welled in his eyes as he took you in, making note of any changes since he last saw you, making sure there weren’t any wounds. Admiring your beauty, admiring the love of his life that he was so scared he had lost. He cupped your cheek, gentle and careful with his touch as if you’d break or fade to dust if he pressed any harder. 
“MC, my dear, I’m so glad that you’re safe.” It was a quiet moment between two lovers, no one else mattered at that point. You turned your head as more people walked into the dining room with what smelled like take out, but he turned your chin so you were facing him again. You actively ignored the sound of his brothers’ gasps. 
He was looking at you with so much awe that you pursed your lips and placed your hand over the one cupping your cheek. “Oh, Asmo,” you whispered. “I’m okay, I’m here.”
After you both finally acknowledged the others an ate dinner together, he pulled you to his room and you spent the night tracing each other’s features and cuddling while he caught you up on everything that had happened since you disappeared. 
Beelzebub
At first he looked like a deer caught in the headlights, guilt written all over him as he turned to face whoever had just walked in on him rummaging through the fridge.
And as soon as he realized it was you, a dinner roll fell out of his mouth and he scrambled to put the pile of food in his arms on the counter so he could scoop you up into a bone crushing hug. 
You had never seen him so frantic before. He didn’t say anything to you, just relished in the fact that you were back. You tapped his shoulder so he would let you breathe and he let you down, sheepishly apologizing for nearly suffocating you.
You smiled up at him and he frowned as he took you in. “MC, you look exhausted, here, sit down.”
He lead you to the counter and lifted you onto it so you were now at eye level. You leaned forward so you were now touching noses and he placed his palms flat against the counter on either side of you.
“MC,” he whispered. 
“Beel?”
“I was so worried about you. I was so scared I lost you, too.”
You cupped his face with both hands and kissed his nose. “I missed you everyday, Beel. And you didn’t lose me, so there’s no need to worry anymore, okay?”
He sighed deeply, as if he was finally letting go of all the pent up stress within him and pressed his head against your shoulder. “Thank you for coming back to me, MC.”
“Always, Beel. As long as I’m able to, I will always come back to you.”
And finally, after going so long without it, he relished in the taste of your lips.
Belphegor
His eyes were the only ones you didn’t meet right away.
He was asleep in the observatory when you finally found him, wrapped up with his pillow and a blanket probably placed over him by one of his brothers. 
Not wanting to disturb him, but also desperate to be close to him again, you laid down next to him and curled into his side. 
Ultimately you failed at not waking him up but his reaction was worth it, you figured. When he turned around and opened his eyes to see who was trying to steal his blanket, he yelped and scrambled backwards a bit. 
Despite the emotions running through you after the day you’ve had, you couldn’t help but laugh a bit as he stared at you from a few feet away.
“MC?” 
“That’s me,” you smiled at him, making yourself comfortable again and laying your head on his pillow. You motioned for him to join you and he did so gladly. 
Your faces were centimeters apart now that you were sharing a pillow and he pulled your body even closer against his as if he were trying to mold you together. He threw the blanket over the two of you, though you were warm enough already.
“...when did you get here?” he asked.
“I’m not sure. I woke up in my room and came to find you right away.”
He looked smug at the idea of you seeking him out before anyone else. You narrowed your eyes at him. “Don’t get too cocky, mister, it’s a wonder that I didn’t run into any of your brothers first by mistake. I looked all over for you.”
“Well you found me, so I fail to see the problem.” He turned on his back and looked up at the stars. He sighed. “MC, are you alright? I didn’t... none of us hurt you, did we? Solomon told us where and... when you went.”
You traced his nose with your finger and smiled softly at him. “No, Belphie, I’m okay.”
“Good.” 
You shifted a bit on the ground and rolled on top of him. “Belphie, can we move to the attic? I honestly have no clue how you can sleep on the ground.”
He snorted and closed his eyes. “Tough luck, then. If you can move me, sure, but I’m getting sleepy again.”
You huffed out a laugh. “Brat.”
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I hope you all enjoyed!! this was so much fun to write :)
And considering Mammon is my favourite, his section really threw me for a loop and I’m not sure how I feel about it honestly :// But nonetheless, I’m really proud of this piece overall and I believe it’s my first official obey me fic that isn’t just HCs!! So go easy on me with he characterization, I’m still trying to find my footing with some of them.
forgive me for any mistakes you find, I’m posting this without doing a final edit because I need to go eat dinner and I’m too excited to get this out. 
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crulixto · 1 year
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Imagine MC has a polaroid picture of them and the brothers in their phone case
And once MC went into the past, needing some comfort, opens their phone case just to see the picture in it started fading to a blank, black, empty polaroid picture. Then sobbing their eyes out after then due to heartbreak, while Solomon sadly looks at you by your door
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lovesick!lucifer who'll stare at you from across the room, laughing at one of his younger brother's stupid jokes. sighing, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose− he wishes he could make you laugh like that− wait, what was he thinking? he should really get back to work.
lovesick!lucifer who'd ask you to come over to his office for no actual reason. secretly hoping that you'd stay and keep him company, but his pride wouldn't allow him to actually say it to you.
lovesick!lucifer who feels conflicted− why was he feeling this way towards a mere human, you? he'd never feel this way before− so why was he feeling so.. strange towards you?
lovesick!lucifer who isn't too fond of sweets, but takes you to cute little bakeries and cafes just to see your face light up, a grin splaying on your soft lips as you thank him. oh devils, you couldn't get cuter.
lovesick!lucifer who'd actually thinking of lessening some of mammon's punishments, your pleading eyes almost too much for him to resist.
lovesick!lucifer who finally, finally gathers himself to confess to you. putting on his favorite cologne− the one that you complimented, fixing his hair about a million times to ensure that he looks perfect.
lovesick!lucifer who picks out the highest quality of red roses for you, the same color of his painted nails, symbolizing the passion and love he felt for you.
lovesick!lucifer who's face falls when he's about to enter the room, stopping in his tracks as soft giggles spill out of your room. the door slightly ajar. he knows he shouldn't take a peek, but he can't help himself. curiosity getting the best of him− and as the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
lovesick!lucifer who watches, watches as you lay on top of the fourth born, head resting on his chest, while your twinkling eyes hold so much love and adoration for his younger brother.
lovesick!lucifer who's heart shatters into a million pieces as he watches you kiss satan's face, smushing his cheeks together, affectionately bumping your nose against his cheek. he gently closed the door shut, not wanting to peek any further. footsteps heavy as his broken heart against the carpeted floor, as he returns back to his office.
lovesick!lucifer who pours himself another glass of demonus, the alcohol burning in his throat as he gulps it down. he should've known, really. pride dwindling as his eyes land on the forgotten bouquet of crimson roses sitting on his table. he really should've known better.
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undeaddevildom · 2 years
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(Season 1 spoilers!!!)
since the devildom has magical games that can physically put you INTO the game (like lesson 6(?) Season 1) then technically if someone was put into a backrooms game they would be STUCK there wandering endlessly until they either died and the game ended (depending on the circumstance that might not even free them) or they were rescued by an outside (of the game) force and in this essay I will-
In season 2 (SPOILERS!!!) Everyone in the house was trapped in a game that replayed the same day over and over again until the goal was met. Levi said that they could have been stuck in that game living the same day thousands of times over without knowing it.
In levis birthday 2021 the whole house was trapped in a game that was full of bugs (Lil D's) that had to be defeated in order to play/escape (I don't remember which).
It's entirely possible to get stuck in a game and be trapped there.
I'll probably expand on this more later
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lovetei · 10 months
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AaAaaaHHHHHH I loved your “Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call” post lol :P
Could you plssssss do it w the side characters? Especially barbatos I love him. He’s my bbg lol
Sure, I'm actually just waiting for someone to request it :P
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Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call
Versions: Demon Brothers, Side Characters
Warnings: Slight yandere themes (Barbatos, Simeon)
Links: Masterlist
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DIAVOLO
He doesn't actually like going around
Sure, it's mentioned a lot of times that he want to visit this or that
But only if you or the others are willing to come with him
Otherwise it's as boring as doing paperworks
He won't even come out to meet important personalities
They need to come to the castle themselves because there's no damn way Diavolo will actually use effort to meet people he's actually not too close to.
But when it's you?
Damn, you better bet the moment you told him "Hey, Diavolo... I'm kind of stuck in the plaza and the brothers are surely too busy to pick me up so can you send me a driver..?"
How dare you ask for a driver?
When he's literally right there?
The moment the words "I'm kind of stuck in the plaza-" He's already in his most luxurious car starting it to get his future spouse
Hell, he'll even bought a flower before getting to you
And you two will make a scene
And you two will surely make it to the news tomorrow
He'll arrive to the place in something quite formal yet still casual
With a bouquet of flowers in his hands
Like the perfect future husband he is
And open the door for you to get in
And if you're asking why Barbados didn't do anything against him...
Well, he's got a few mouse friends there for help.
Anyways, enjoy the ride
And sign the marriage papers
Please
BARBATOS
His power holds such an important role for Diavolo
He's such a powerful "demon"
It would actually be quite nice if you were just a little more closer to him
But if you are...
He's willing to use this oh so important power for you like it's just a mere toy
You fell on the stairs and someone saw it? Reversed.
You failed a test? Reversed.
You made the wrong decision? Reversed.
If Diavolo actually saw how much he's rambling the time lines just for you he'll go insane.
Hell, he'll pass out when he knows that Barbatos is letting you use his power like he's some hourglass!
But Barbatos knows you
And he likes you
He knows that someone like you won't actually take advantage of his power like that
And would always choose to do things without it
He knows that he's your last resort
And he loves it
He loves that fact that you treasure his power so much
That you treasure him so much...
His power might seem to be the most important tool for you among the other abilities the brothers and the others gave you
And so that basically puts him above the food chain
And he'll stay there
He'll make sure you will view him as important as right now
For all internity
SIMEON
He treasures himself and the people around him so much
But mostly himself
Because that's what father told them to do
He treat his body like the temple of god
He'll walk around the Devildom with pride in himself
Not too much but not too less
He knows his worth
So when he met you
Such a wonderful human
He will also teach you how to put pride in yourself
And always be proud on what you're doing
And then he'll start to get drawn to you
The body he oh so treasured now treated like a toy for you
He once valued naturality but maybe using this makeup you love so much will make him appear more attractive?
"Oh, Simeon? Did you use some foundation and mascara?! That looks so good on you!"
Yes, MC.
Just look at him
It all started with dressing up more for you
Then it escalated
The body he once didn't let anyone touch is now open for you
Just for you
Hold his hand
Grab his waist
And use his shoulders
Ha...
God won't punish him for a little touch now would he..?
SOLOMON
He's shady and he knows it
It's been so long and he's been around may too many people
He doesn't know who to trust anymore
And who to be honest with
He always have to keep himself alarmed and ready
Because that's what the past taught him to do
And that's what the present is telling him to do
Oh, another human?
How nice...
He just hope you don't end up like him
Overly conscious
You know what... He'll help you
He doesn't want a human to fall to the same hole he is right now
He thought that he'll be the one to guide you
He didn't know that you'll guide him...
And now he's willing to do anything for you
He's willing to follow you anywhere
He's willing to give you anything
He's willing to be your loyal servant
Just like Barbatos, he's willing to use everything he have just keep you by his side
Whether it be human, demon, angel connections, money or power
It can be anything and he'll give it you
To the human who showed him the light once again.
MEPHISTOPHELES
He's a private person
That's why he has a whole ass room reserved just for him in the academy
It can't help but have his blood boiling whenever one of the brothers barging into his room unannounced
The sense of nervousness won't leave him whenever Diavolo came to visit him
And the mixed feelings when the other exchange students decided to drop by
But when you enter his room
The light started to get a little darker
And the atmosphere turned into something heavier yet more comforting feeling
Have you drank anything you're not supposed to drink human?
What's this atmosphere around you human?
Did you... Cast a spell on him human?
To be honest
It'll be better for him to know that you cast a love spell on him
Than for him to consciously know that he's falling for you
Falling for the human others already love
But he can't help but say "Why don't you stay a little longer, MC?" Whenever you drop by.
"You can stay and do your assignments or whatever here. I have a vast collection of books you might need."
It might be selfish but why don't you stay a little longer?
Stay inside this private room with him
And only him.
RAPHAEL
He's known as a hitman
And his job down here is to probably spy on Simeon or Lucifer
But this weird human caught his eyes...
Maybe he should spy on you too?
Hmm... Why are you so different?
Are you the premium version of human?
But either way...
He saw how tired you were after each day ends
It looks like this place have sucked any living hope and energy out of you
So he took this as a problem and decided to come up with a solution
He decided to help you run around errands and even take some of your work loads
Gosh... You're so busy
So tiring
Sometimes you two will just find yourself in the dark and unused alley of the school
Sitting on the floor with each others head on your shoulder
You'd mutter "So tired..." And he will pat your head to help you at least have a few minutes of nap between work.
And before he knows it
It became a habit for the two of you
Instead of going to the dark alley you decided to take some nap in the cafeteria and even on empty classrooms
The Brothers will not found you two scattered all over the academy sleeping on each other
And before he even noticed
Whenever the slightest danger occurs he's already jumping in front of you and pushing you back as he shield your fragile body
THIRTEEN
She's such a trouble maker
And you're an expert in keeping trouble makers in line
And Thirteen will make sure she don't follow that line!
She keeps on pulling pranks
Traps here
Traps there
Gosh will she ever stop
Then one day you got so busy that your usual scolding for her didn't happened
Not even once
She felt empty without your nagging voice I guess?
But that doesn't matter!
At least, now, no one will stop her from doing what she loves!
No one...
Will stop her?
But who will scold her when she's about to do an extremely dangerous prank where she might get hurt?
Who will treat her wounds when she accidentally scratched her with one of her schemes?
It's been just a few days without your nagging voice and she's already at your doorstep in the middle of a night on a weekend asking
"Are you ignoring me?"
"Why aren't you talking to me anymore?"
"Are you tired of me now..?"
It feels like she'll start crying if she says anything more so you just denied everything and said that your schedule have been fully packed
Even saying that you're a new member of the council so you became more busy
She felt so embarrassed after that
But she started to treasure your relationship more
And maybe...
Waiting in the line is not that big of a deal if it's for you...
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temis-de-leon · 3 months
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Obsessed with the implications of poly!MC falling under a sleeping curse. Antidote, of course, being true love's kiss.
And true love exists in every type of relationship (look at Maleficent and her motherly kiss to Aurora), but I think the brothers and/or the rest of the cast would only see it as romantic.
All of them want to be the first to kiss MC, so sure of being their one true love, but since they all love them with such a deep force, it wouldn't matter who's the one kissing them, MC would still wake up. It's true love.
Now, I think the one to actually give the first and, consequently, only kiss, would be either Lucifer or Diavolo. It depends on how big the poly relationship is. If poly!MC is dating everyone, like the bad bitch they are, Diavolo would for sure take advantage of his position as future ruler. However, if it's only the brothers, Lucifer would use the privilege of being the oldest.
Mammon could be the first if he cheats and kisses them before anyone notices. "The Great Mammon, your first" and all that.
What are the implications, you may ask? Well, just imagine. Imagine the heartbreak of sharing the love of your life with your family, your best friend, your master or servant, only for your lover not to reciprocate your deepest feeling.
MC may love them, but they're not MC's one true love; at least, according to the sleeping curse.
How much would Satan or Belphie hate their older brother? How much would Levi hate himself? Would Diavolo and Lucifer's friendship suffer? At what extent?
And how fucking funny would it be to have Luke kissing MC's forehead, that kiss being the one that wakes them up?
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strawberry-cowmilk · 7 months
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the brothers when they realise mc will die one day
-> brothers x mc
a/n: it's been a good minute since I wrote actual ultimate painful angst so here you go while I wait for my hot makeup sponge soap soup to help me clean the things
mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read
content warnings: angst, death, crying, sports injury
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Lucifer
he was peacefully listening to a new record he got with you next to him
lucifer was a great fan of this certain composer so he started to talk a little about the music and the meaning behind it
'the composer wrote this piece for their deceased partner-' he suddenly went quiet once he realised he will be like the composer one day
you had already fallen asleep to hear what he said, lucifer carefully pressed you close, afraid of waking you up and afraid of the day you'll leave him
Mammon
mammon was very bored since lucifer took away his card as a punishment, so he decided to watch tv
he was just browsing the channels and ended up watching the news
mammon was already upset about not having his card, and all the depressing stuff on the news made him more sad, and one certain report hit him with the reality that humans die way before demons
tears stung at his eyes as he instantly called you, asking where you are and if you're willing to cuddle him
Leviathan
he got a new game off of akuzon and you're playing it together
it just happens that you're absolutely terrible at this game so you keep dying every two minutes
it was funny at first, you and levi were laughing about it until he suddenly went quiet and started crying
before you could ask him what happened he hugged you and started begging you to not die for real
it took some while for him to calm down a little, you're his (only) friend, how will he live without you?
Satan
he was working on a group rad project with solomon, eventually he started talking about how he accidentally made himself immortal
eventually satan demanded to know how he did it, and he was pretty angrily asking too, during the conversation he realised you are not immortal (unlike solomon)
the prof literally had to separate them because satan was getting too angry
satan wasted no time, he went to look for you so he can spend time with you and forget his awful thoughts
Asmodeus
there was some fashion week event in the devildom and some high fashion brand asked asmo to model for them (he accepted)
but on the day of the event, it got cancelled
asmo was not pleased with this, but you told him it's ok and you can watch him on the catwalk next time he gets invited, but the thing is that probably won't be until another 500 years-
he realised there's a very good chance you won't be alive for the next time, he cried and clung to you, denying reality
Beelzebub
beel was playing the finals of his fangol game and things were getting very serious, there were players getting tackled left and right pretty badly
his mind started to drift away from the game for a while, and remembered that time you asked him to play with you
but if you, a human, were on this field, you'd probably get badly injured, or worse
the coach had to get a time out because the team's got beel literally crying his eyes out on the bench
the team won, but beel is not in the mood for celebrating
Belphegor
it just randomly hit him
he was looking at the stars next to you in the planetarium and something about the stars today made him think about everything, and eventually the fact that humans don't live long compared to demons
he turned to you, said something along the lines of 'don't go' and curled up against you, falling asleep
belphie needed to give himself a good dream right now otherwise he feels like he won't be able to handle it now
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books-and-catears · 4 days
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I am once again filled with sadness and I might implode in this cold office cubicle if I don't let it out immediately.
Solomon x MC and this quote. That's it.
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Solomon who will go to unnecessary and ridiculous lengths to have you close to him, to show his affection, to have just a minute of your time even though it's probably wasted on him and you have better people to be with.
In a world which has labelled him as a demon, you are the sole reminder of his humanity. A reminder that he's not alone.
You are his favourite apprentice because you remind him of everything that is good about humans and why he spent his whole life protecting them. You make his purpose worth it.
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And MC who acts as the best friend he never had, who tends to his inner child so desperately in need of healing, who holds him on his worst nights to show him he's no longer alone.
MC who was the catalyst that showed him that the demons he regarded as contracts could be potential friends too. MC who looks after him and willingly agrees to help him protect the world.
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Demon inspector : How many people live here?
Beelzebub : Me and my 6 brothers
Demon inspector : So , 7 people
Beelzebub : My sister-
Demon inspector : 8 people
Beelzebub : -died
Demon inspector : 7 people , you wasted my time there
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