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#obey me asmo fluff
getoslittlemonkey · 1 year
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Incorrect OBEY ME Quote inspired from that one tiktok I don't have the link of (if you know pls send me the link)
Lucifer: So did he drop you home after your date?
Mc: yeah, he did.
Lucifer: And? Did he come inside?
Mc: No? It was just the first date?
Lucifer: that's very responsible of you MC—
MC: ...so I asked him to come on my face instead
Asmo: *wheezes in the background*
Lucifer: *horrified and disgusted and disappointed, pinching the bridge of his nose* you're not allowed to spend time with asmodeus and solomon anymore.
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danger-noodle-uwu · 9 months
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Trigger warning [mentions of killing/arguments/death/break-ups/cheating/etc]
Satan
Wrath is vengeful, wrath is destruction however this never bothered you or got in the way of dating Satan, The Avatar of wrath himself.
But as one could say, the true nature of a being could never remain under the covers. There was vengeance peering above the surface, and destruction awaiting at an unknown's doors, you did not knew.
Satan had great many contacts and to keep that up, he need to do few favors but not every favor was not-so-bloody. And lost in such an expectations of others did he forget an important day like today.
As always the day started as chaos, which couldn't have been helped either way and the blond had grown sick of that, unknown to the cause of chaos and decided to act upon the list he had, completely overlooking your smile, or the stunning outfit complimenting your figure or the day itself.
Upon this ignorance of his, you really wished face-palm. His demeanor was rather annoying, which only fueled you more to smack him. Really hard.
Today was well-planned, at least that's what you thought before dragging him away from his target and scolding him for leaving you on your own in a place crawling with demons.
Satan being the literal embodiment of wrath yet also your lover said "Get off me. I have things to do. And stop being so damn clingy." "Hey, it's your fault for leaving me on my special day!plus, there's sooo many things I wanna do toda–"
"Please shut up for once in your goddamn life!!" His sharp scream cut you off as his eyes bore into yours; eyes full of hatred and disgust as if you were a wretched grotesque placed before him.
Those words accompanied by his harsh glares was enough to make your heart shatter and knifes to be jabbed in your chest while eyes stung with tears that you pathetically hid by averting them as you asked "what did I do wrong..?"
Who knew that one sentence was enough to make those unshed tears flow and litter your rosy cheeks that he'd usually squish and fawn over but alas, all that comforted you was his back.
"Your whole being is the most ugliest!" Lies. Lies. He knew his tongue spat venom at you with words that could never be true because you're his world but the blinding rage doesn't allow him to say so and thus instead, his hand runs through golden locks out of pure frustration as he finally turned to face you.
There was something terrifying about him that very moment which made you mumble out a small "...I'm sorry..." before running off; the sharp pain in your heart only grew with him staring at you like that. It was all just too much. His wrath was suffocating you but to ruin your birthday without even remembering it.
You did didn't care for how bad your muscles ached as you ran further away from him. All that you wanted is to be alone and cry your heart out in hopes that this agony would subside yet part of you hoped that he cared and would come after you or stop you. Which never happened.
Satan has always been so...uncooperative and complicated towards everyone that it almost made him unreachable at times especially when it comes to Lucifer however today, it became different.
His face was scrunched and tense as Lucifer advised him to give you space before talking things out and perhaps getting you a gift as well for both an apology and your birthday; his body pacing back and forth in his room reconsidering things he's spoke until now, not even bothered to consider this as a special day while his elder patiently waited for him to calm down. They both how much you mean to Satan despite him hurting you and making you feel unwanted.
And would anyone look at the avatar of wrath while he's on his knees; practically begging to set things write and for you to accept his apology. However much like always, you don't fail at surprising him when your lips clumsily crash against his.
That he moment he knew how truly beautiful you are in every sense. From physical appearance to your dream-like soul. Every inch was perfect.
Asmodeus
'Touchy and irresponsible as always' you sighed looking over and frowning at Asmodeus who was so clearly lost in the seemingly endless attention they give him as their hands roam his body while he's biting his lip. He was enjoying this, wasn't he?
The thought of him being touched by somebody else made your stomach churn and eyes sting with hurt and envy; he was the avatar of lust, true but couldn't he not do this on your birthday at least and pay attention to you.
You could bet as to how pathetic you were looking drinking demonus with tears in your eyes and surrounded by demons who could just swallow you whole without your lover even batting an eye. Afterall, he'd rather be someone's bed warmer than your boyfriend.
"Hey...are you okay?" Honestly, you didn't know this stranger's name or anything about him but he still had some concern for your well-being; way more than your beloved however made you self-conscious as how pathetic you may have appeared and let your emotions get the best of you in front of unknown people.
"Yea..." you replied flushed from embarrassment and the crimson liquid that rested in your glass. It was really humiliating and made you feel awfully shy at the same time.
"If you say so, but don't hesitate to tell me if there's anything bothering you or if—" He leans closer to whisper in your ear before continuing "—someone's bothering you..." His voice was authoritative yet gentle much akin to a soft breeze from the human world despite being a demon.
"Oh! And I'm Ethan..." a blush ghosted over his cheeks as he realized that he hadn't even introduced himself while you told him yours as he gave you his number offering to help you just in case.
Truth be told, you were smiling to yourself glancing on the tissue that he wrote his number on and the fact that he even wrote happy to help made you grin wider. It was such a sweet gesture.
However unknownst to you, Asmo seemed to have noticed the whole interaction and was fuming with envy; so jealous that he could put Levi to shame. His face burned with heat and beads of sweat rolled down. He hated how that putrid demon had the audacity to flirt and blush at you yet his anger only stirred further when you smiled at him.
The avatar of lust stormed over to you and dragging you out of the fall, harsh grip on your wrist that would probably leave a bruise and then slammed you against the cold wall in the alleyway.
"What are you—!!" You were muffled by his lips smashing against yours; hands roaming your body as desire burned in your veins. Lips synced and danced against each other into a steamy make-out session however he pulled away.
"Why were you flirting with that guy?! You know that demons can hurt you then why my darling must you do this?!" It was irritating as to how he interrogated you but didn't even consider his own actions and the way he neglected you.
Did he even remember your birthday..?
"You say this as if YOU weren't smothering some random people in front of your girlfriend on OUR date!!" And finally, he realized what he's been doing all day. He was avoiding and ignoring you, too busy and consumed by his own...thoughts while you constantly tried to spend quality time with him.
"Baby...I'm sorry..." He coos gently holding your face and cradling you as tears cascaded your face. You looked so miserable because him and he made an internal promise to treat you better and not neglect your emotions.
"Y-you even forgot my birthday..." you sobbed into his soft hands as his eyes widened before he kissed you again. This time much gently and lovingly; full of adoration and affection but desperate for you.
You knew he meant it but forgiving is easier said than done. Even if you would accept him, it'd much later as for now, you wanted him to show is emotions; his real self that was vulnerable and loving; one that was guilty of hurting you. One that loved you beyond his own sin.
You would be lying if you said your heart wasn't melting for him as his hand intertwined with yours while the other rested around your waist and blush littered his face; all for you.
All of him softened just for you; all those emotions showered upon you because all of his love was meant for you.
Beelzebub
Gluttony is like a venom that spreads in your body; turning one into a hungry beast ready to devour his prey and another into a starved being—but for somebody who personified the sin in itself would be beyond a monster or an other horrendous creature imaginable.
Thus, can you really blame Beelzebub for ingesting the whole food supply of house of lamentation alongside of some cutlery after a seemingly intense workout as well 7 hours of helping satan shift his books in order to clean the empty space.
He was salivating at the sight of everything before as his vision molded it into something edible...delicious and well; in front of him were you, standing there awkwardly as his eyes hovered over you however not in a lustful but more like a locking the meat of your bones manner.
"B-beel, you alright..?" His intense gaze made you feel uncomfortable as you shifted in your place yet he didn't blink once as if his hunger overtook him...making him forget who you were.
You couldn't breathe, couldn't move an inch without him lunging at you with those eyes full of hunger for anything to satiate the emptiness within his stomach including you. However, Luck was on your side since it was your own birthday as Asmodeus happened to pass by the scene hoisting his phone up taking selfish before rushing towards you.
"Darling, Beel, what are you guys... doing?" By the end of his question, he knew what was coming. He is well aquaintated with Beel's endless hunger that violently shook the atmosphere in the whole house.
As you stood unblinking staring back at the avatar of gluttony trembling with fear whilst his ragged breaths were heard in the silence of the hall. The very next second he pounced at you transforming into his demon form; claws beared as if he was readily about to rip your heart out.
Yet somehow you were alive; alive and thrown over like a sack of potatoes on Asmo's shoulder as he sprinted towards his room with an echoing sound of certain rumbling in the background that made shiver in dread.
"Honey, you're alright. You're safe, okay? Phew!" He collapsed next to you on the floor next to you after ensuring the door was properly locked, clearly out of breath while still attempting to comfort your troubled form.
Despite knowing he cannot control his hunger, you couldn't help but tighten your throat or fall victim to the ache plastered within your chest. He loves you, you know it but this...hurt more than expected.
The clutches of gluttony were like shackles that bound him and drove him to try to...the thought alone makes you want throw up or is it because his twin succeeded at a similar task.
"Hey...Mc, don't cry, darling. It'll all be okay, I promise! Forget everything it's your birthday, isn't it?" The blond cradled you in his arms trying to shush away your tears meanwhile you sobbed and cried; planned everything, got up early to bake for him and even got the tickets to a movie he was excited about.
"It's so unfair! So unfair, Asmo!!" Why did this have to happen when all you did was try your best? Why are you doomed to fail at every given task? Was this all your fault?
Such thoughts consumed you wholly as your sobs turned into more cries that dragged Asmo's poor heart along with it; it hurt him so much to see someone he considered family be hurt so much. To be broken that they're reduced to a teary mess on the floor.
In the hallway, Lucifer and Satan towered upon Beelzebub who finally calmed down, happily chomping the food he was given; almost uncaring of his twin that laid kissing the ground with a large bruise forming on his forehead.
"W-where *chomp* is cupcake?" He muttered with a mouthful, thinking you must be hungry and not even remembering what he did as he was a puppet under the control of his sin.
"In Asmodues's room..." Lucifer sighed while Satan raged at the sight of the havoc wrecked upon his book—cursed ones, collector's edition, etc. They were everywhere torn into half or bites into and discarded afterwards.
"They must be sobbing since you were ever so nice to them on their birthday!" Satan mocked knowing how badly his brother fucked up while the orange head gushed the memories right into his eyes. Each moment he made a decision worse than the other.
"Oh my poor Mc, sleep well..." you didn't realize how exhausted you were from the whole event that you passed out between Asmo's arms who later tucked you within the comforting confines of your own bed.
But peace never really lasted long as you woke up, only to be greeted by a decorated room, a cake with several other snacks littered on the table and Beelzebub by your side with apologetic eyes as a melody played accompanied by the voices belonging to the remaining brothers.
"I'm sorry, cupcake...I didn't mean to scare you or hurt you, I just don't know what's wrong with me but please forgive me...I love you..." His eyes bore guilt as he was reminded of an older time, an older mistake before his hands caged yours affectionately before kissing them lovingly.
The orange headed demon never wished to be more than your protector, that gives away his life to save yours but also a lover that wants to build a family with you; one that he loves dearer than himself.
Belphegor
Does fate really hate you? If not, why must it be you who suffers with people misunderstanding you or blaming you for actions not performed by you?
"Come on, it's not that bad...just a stupid nightmare!" You hopped onto your feet before changing into your outfit for the day; one that made you feel good about yourself unlike the haunting nightmares that weren't leaving you alone.
As you left your room trying your best to force a smile out, there was a voice that felt familiar as it belonged to a certain great demon who bestowed the wishes of having the best birthday.
"Happy birthday, h-human!" He spoke loudly as if reminding the others of the day despite the whole hall being empty. The gesture in itself was funny, his hand putting your head like a puppy except for the part he himself looked like one.
"Thanks, mammon." And there it was your signature smile that could possibly make anybody melt, though how could you believe it; a rose can never see its reflection.
Reaching the dining hall, the atmosphere felt tense as if everyone was on edge, all but one person. He was missing entirely. Belphegor wasn't there. Was he still asleep?
Before you could ask, Lucifer announced "Belphegor will not be joining us today." And continued to finish his breakfast with what seemed to be a bothered expression.
"Hey beel, what happened?" You couldn't help wonder what did your boyfriend did this time to piss of the eldest and if so, why wasn't satan assisting the crime. "Belphi, h-he said some really mean things..." beelzebub was feeling guilty fill up his stomach, his appetite dying or perhaps killed by someone else.
"Okay..." you knew that the orange headed demon was hiding something, swallowing his own words however why you just couldn't decipher. His voice was strained that it made you feel very uneasy about what really conspired when you were asleep.
"Levi, can you tell me what really happened? Please!!" You pleaded with puppy eyes as soon as the remaining brothers had dispersed from the dining hall; to avoid the extra ears and overly exaggerated explanations.
"Normie, first off promise me you won't tell anybody that i told you this!" He whisper-yelled as you nodded your head vigorously. "Okay--fine, so belphi woke up in a super sour mood and since lucifer decided to call him to the dining hall himself...he said a lot of mean things..."
Leviathan felt a bitter taste in his mouth knowing his next words would most likely ruin your birthday and put you into doubt of your own relationship and partner.
"He spoke a lot of nonsense about lucifer, you know normie...And he--um, he said you weren't that great and just kinda wasted his time w-which is like total bullshit, right? Like normie, you're like Henry 3.0, totally cool and awesome!" He tried his best to soothe the wound he had to give you in order for the truth to be told.
But there it was, a sound of your own heart being crushed and sensation of wet tears dripping down your cheeks. It hurt you so much to hear that your lover spoke of you behind your back that you couldn't take it anymore and sprinted all the way back to your room; leaving Leviathan to only his worry and concern in the dining hall.
Especially on your birthday, that in itself felt like a cheap move being played on you as you felt needles pricking through your chest, and it hurt so much. It felt like the nightmares were true when they played the same scenario where he used you; he used you like a pawn.
Meanwhile, in the twins' room, Belphegor laid in bed with a weird feeling filling him; one that felt so heavy that he couldn't sleep it off. But why? He just couldn't pinpoint.
"Belphi, have spoken with Mc yet? It's their birthday...you should really go to see them..." the avatar of gluttony had his head lowered as he pouted; visibly hungry but at a lack of food.
"WHAT!" "Yea its their birthday, belphi..?" Belphegor panicked for at least 5 minutes before gathering himself and rushing to the kitchen to make something--a cake, should it be okay but what if you're craving ramen instead..? Or something salty? SHIT
He's never been so frantic and panicked; he felt like a single mother raising 6 children...wait why does that sound familiar? ANYWAYS, no time for that.
It took about 2 hours for the whole thing to be prepared; while he had tasked satan to buy your favorite snacks. In the end, he was drenched in sweat from the whole last minute preparation that he did.
On the other hand, you were passed out on your bed; tears dried up on your face and slightly puffy lips and very gracelessly flopped onto your bed.
Belphegor's heart ached at the sight of you, he knew his words have been heard by someone who didn't deserve them. Who deserved love and not such cruel things.
"Love, wake up...c'mon its your birthday..." He voice was gentle as if a one wrong word could shatter you like glass and his hands caressed your cheeks; before kissing you passionately.
You rubbed your eyes as your boyfriend kissed your forehead and pulled you off of the bed. He was smothering you with kisses somewhat lazily; letting eachone feel feather like on your skin.
"Happy birthday my star, I'm sorry for what is said earlier...I promise you that I never meant any of it...I just--lost myself to anger, I'm sorry." He's efforts were visible in both his voice and your room; the blanket Fort certainly seemed impressive and most likely he had your favorite movie paused.
"It's not okay to speak such things about you're partner belphi on any day let alone their birthday. Yet I am much kinder than you think...I forgive you." You pouted with fake anger evident in your voice; playing pretend was fun as hr fell for your words in the beginning but definitely caught up in the end.
And as the day came to a close, you both were snuggled into each other's warmth and cuddling; the harsh words and hot tears forgotten or perhaps changed into smiles of contentment.
Afterall, belphegor was your dark sky and you were his star; without one the other would feel empty and out of place. He was the one who wanted to drown into the depths with you or burn with the passion he held for you...And both remain a pleasure to him...
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A/n; I had no ideas for belphi and was abt to write he slept that it off like he was in a coma xD
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l3viat8an · 10 months
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i can totally see asmo walking down the street looking like a total bad bitch while teeny tiny sheep mc happily sleeps in his purse. they completely clash with his vibe but he does NOT care bc that is his BABY
Omg yes!!
‘n even better!!!
Asmo gives sheep!MC a little bow or hat or something cute ‘n mini-sheep sized-so they always match!! Even going as far as to plan his outfits around MC!!
That is his sheepy and they will coordinate~
and little sleepy-sheepy MC always blows up on his devilgram so Asmo ends up getting into the habit of dressing them up!!! (≧ω≦)
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azulashengrottospiano · 3 months
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SUMMARY: What Asmo does for you on your birthday.
CHARACTER: Asmodeus.
WARNINGS: None!!
COMMENTS: happy birthday @amaribelt !!! thank u for loving asmo, since hes the leats popular brother i know he appreciates u so much. go kiss him and beel i believe in you.
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Asmo bursts into your room with pink glitter and confetti, delicately shaking you awake as he rambles on and on about how special today is. Once you’re clambering out of bed with sleepy eyes and a confused look on your face, he shoves a matching phone case into your hands and drags you downstairs.
The brothers crowd around you in your pajamas but Asmo (essentially) beats them back with a stick, screeching about how you’re going to be spending today with him. The brothers, aware of your relationship status, eventually leave you two be.
Asmo brings you a breakfast he made himself, a hearty meal of heart-shaped pancakes and a heart-shaped bowl of fruit and heart-shaped...well, everything. he insists on feeding you, raining kisses upon your face. you pick up the mug of your favorite breakfast drink and take a sip. Not only is it delicious, but the mug is heart-shaped too.
He doesn’t bother taking you to school, much preferring to take you shopping for your own gifts. He thinks this strategy is foolproof! He gets to spend time with you and you get to pick out things you like for your birthday. <3
He takes you to the cafe he likes afterward, paying for your meal as well. You can insist on paying on your own but he’ll insist ten times harder, and before you know it you have quite a few treats on your hands along with all your bags.
It’s not his fault he wants to spoil you rotten!! He just loves you so much. ^^
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ailawritesfics · 1 year
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Hi there! I was wondering if you can do a request in Obey Me! where MC/Reader wants to motivate all of the brothers (separate) to get a higher score on the quizzes, so when they start studying Mc gives them a short kiss near the corner of the mouth and say "If you pass the quiz, I'll kiss you properly ;)" How would they react and what would they do? I really like how you write the characters, its honestly amazing and I hope you're doing well :DD
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˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳ 𝓜𝓒 𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼
✎cw: fluff
✎I was just thinking about what to write and then I saw this. Thank you anon, this req is adorable! And thank you so much, I'm glad you like my writing!
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✧Lucifer's grades are never a concern, the scores he gets on quizzes are good but you know he can do better. It took a bit of convincing before he agreed to study together for the upcoming quiz. He had to push back some tasks to make room in his busy schedule but he made it work.
✧He brought you to his office for your study session. Sitting side by side at hi desk, you both began revising for the test. The study session has just started but you already feel like you've accomplished a lot but then you notice Lucifer glancing back and forth between your notes and his paperwork. You ponder, what could you do to make Lucifer focus on revising for the test?
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧You did it without much thought, you kissed the corner of his lips and looked away from him just as quickly as you tell him you'll kiss him properly if he manages to pass the quiz tomorrow. He'd see it as a challenge, with your soft lips as the prize. He'll smirk at your flustered state, leaning closer to you and claim that he'll be sure to ace tomorrow's test just to feel your lips on his
✧True to his words, he calls you to his office the next day after he makes sure you've seen the results of the quiz. "Well? Are my scores satisfactory enough? I've shown you the fruits of my effort, now it's time for you to fufill your promise. I'm waiting, mc." He says with a smirk as he tilts your chin up to make you look at him
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✧Mammon has never really liked studying. Even if he was forced to to pick up a textbook and read through it, it'll only take a minute or two before you'd find him scrolling through devilgram or akuzon. So when the results of the pop quiz came out, you weren't surprised to see a low score but you know Mammon could do better. He just needs a little motivation!
✧He wasn't all that thrilled when you offered to help him study but it was a chance to be alone with you so he agreed. It was difficult to get him to focus at first, always deviating from the topic and trying to convince you to just hang out with him
✧He couldn't stay put and kept rambling about how studying was a waste of time so you decided to motivate him in a different way since offering to help him one on one wasn't going to work. The moment your lips touched the corner of his, he froze and stared at you with wide eyes, flushing red allover
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧A moment of silence came after as Mammon processed what you just said. He then picked up the textbook he momentarily forgot and opened the page the two of you were reading earlier, suddenly motivated to study
✧"That's-- mc, ya' better keep your promise..! I'll make sure I pass the quiz so ya' better not back out when I do!" His blush darkened as he looked away from you in favor of focusing on the printed text. He tried to put in the effort to study but he'll still complain though
✧The next day, if he managed to get a passing score he'll immediately remind you of your promise to kiss him properly. Ever since then he'd ask you to study with him but when you both actually start studying he'll whine midway and tell you he needs a little motivation to continue
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✧He loves his games. He probably spends more time playing than studying so when his scores suddenly dropped, you know you have to step in and help him lest he ends up getting scolded by Lucifer for neglecting his studies. You thought it'd do him well to use some of his spare time for studying rather than just playing his games and although it took a lot of effort to persuade him, he finally agreed to study with you for the upcoming quiz
✧Levi isn't all that thrilled to be studying but he's glad that he'll be spending the night alone with you. He complains and whines about the topics at first but as you start to explain how to solve each question, he started showing more interest than before but he still complains every now and then. You figured he'd do fine with tomorrow's quiz but you thought a little incentive might help motivate him to do better
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧The feeling of your lips on his skin made him jump in his seat, face flushing a deep shade of red as he looks at you with wide eyes. He stutters and stumbles over his words and it takes him a while to calm down. Once he overcomes the initial shock, he'll continue revising with you and going over the notes at least twice, motivated by your promise to kiss him on the lips if he achieves an acceptable score on the quiz
✧"I did it, I passed the test with high marks! S-so you have to keep your promise, mc." His voice unconsciously raises as he spoke and he turns his gaze sideways with a bright red tint ln his cheek. It took some time for him to build up the courage to say it to you but he's been waiting all night and day for a kiss from you. After that he may not say it directly, but he will purposely not give his all when studying and indirectly mention that he might need a little motivation to continue
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✧Like Lucifer, Satan's scores are never a concern. For someone as knowledgeable as him, it'd be a surprise if he got a low score. So for the sake of the narrative, let's just say he somehow got an average score and one thing led to another and now you're helping him study for the next quiz. He says he doesn't need help because he'll do fine-- no, he says he'll do better --on the upcoming quiz
✧You know he'll do fine but a little revising would still prove to be worth his time. Though, despite his previous statement, he still stayed and skimmed over his notes but you notice how he seems disinterested which is unlike him. As the two of you sit beside each other on his bed with your notes in hand, you try to think of a way to motivate him to study and that's when you came up with an idea
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧The second you pulled back, you noticed how Satan flushed red and his eyes widen as he processed what you just did. The flustered expression was soon replaced with a smirk, however, as he reaches to caress your cheek
✧"Is that so? In that case, I'll study even harder to answer all the questions correctly if you keep your promise." He gives his all in revising the topics given by the professors and will occasionally remind you of your promise for when he inevitably pass with flying colors. Unsurprisingly, he appears before you to announce the results of the quiz the next day and waits for the kiss he's been wanting since last night
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✧Asmo gives more focus to his appearance and his scores are often decent. He gives the bare minimum effort when it comes to his studies but as long as he doesn't fail a pop quiz then he thinks he has nothing to worry about. He may get average scores but you know he can do better if he just gives a little more effort and since Lucifer's pretty strict when it comes to his and his brothers' overall average scores
✧Convincing Asmo to study with you was surprisingly easy. You just had to mention that it would be a "one-on-one" study session and he already agreed to it. So here you are now, reciting formulas and equations while the 5th born sits beside you while painting his nails pink and teal. He keeps trying to get you to join him, to let him paint your nails as well because he apparently found a good color that he thinks would suit you. He clearly had no intention of studying so you tried to think of a way to motivate him to study
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧When you leaned towards him and quickly pecked the corner of his lips, he couldn't help but gasp and drop the nail file he was holding. He'd be so giddy and ask if you're really going to kiss him properly if he manages to pass the quiz tomorrow. He'll keep reminding you of your promise the whole night as you both try to study for the test
✧"I'll pass the quiz with flying colors so can't back out, hon!" He'll immediately come find you and remind you of what you promised him after the results come out. Like his 2nd eldest brother, he'll ask for your company to study but will whine not even halfway through and say he needs a little motivation to continue because studying is so tiring
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✧Beel's scores are decent. Not the highest in class but definitely not the lowest. When you brought up the idea of studying together to get higher scores, he agreed almost immediately. You know he might not give it his all when revising but you know he'll at least try and focus on the topics you're going over so to try and get him to fully give his attention to studying, you thought of another way to motivate him aside from offering him food
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧A quick peck to the corner of his lips had him blushing lightly and all of a sudden he feels a different type of hunger consume him. You made him a promise and he'll be sure to fulfill his end. He makes an effort to study, trying to keep his mind from wondering off, all while munching on snacks you both prepared earlier
✧"I think I scored better than last time. Will you kiss me now, mc?" He'll come to you soon after finding out how he did and ask for you to give him his promised reward. He won't use the same excuse like some of his brothers, instead he'll just ask directly if you'll kiss him like last time if he does well on the next test
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✧He has probably fallen asleep during tests before. He isn't the most enthusiastic when it comes to studying and would much rather give in to his sin than open a book or review his notes from his classes. You know he could get better scores, he just needed help so you took it upon yourself to tutor him
✧Convincing him to study with you took a bit of effort, and getting him to leave the comfort of his bed was even more difficult. When you finally managed to sit him down and crack open a book or two, you weren't surprised to see him leaning on to the desk and about to doze off not even five minutes in. When you were nearly about to give up, you suddenly thought of a way that may motivate him to focus on studying
✧"If you pass the quiz tomorrow, I'll kiss you properly."
✧Feeling your soft lips press on the corner of his surprised him enough to wash the sleepiness away. He stares at you for a moment with a light blush on his cheeks then he smirks, leaning his face on his arm as he leans his weight on the desk. "Is that so? I guess I'll have to put in the extra effort tonight to study if I want you to kiss me on the lips next time. You'll keep your promise, right? Hm, mc?"
✧He'll show up in your room the next day and clings to you, laying his head on your lap as the two of you lay on your bed and he reminds you of what you said last night. When you do kiss him, he has a satisfied expression and asks you to do it again. You gave him a good excuse so every now he'll drop by your room and says he needs help studying but he just stops halfway through and says if you kiss him then he'll take studying seriously
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sleepey-demon-liker · 11 months
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Heya! Would it be possible to request something with cuddling Asmo! What they're like as a cuddler, their favorite time to cuddle, that kind of thing! 💓
Have a great day/night!
Hello lovely anon, sorry it took me so long to answer your request but here you go~ ☆
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Asmodeus Cuddling Headcanons
Asmo absolutely ADORES cuddling! Having that sort of closeness and wholesomeness with another is comforting to him, especially if it's you~
Asmo's favorite way to cuddle is facing each other with arms wrapped gently around your body. He'll stroke your back, or run his fingers through your hair, giving you light head scratches, maybe an affectionate poke to your side every now and then hehe
He's actually not as talkative as one would think when cuddling with you. Really, he's just enjoying the moment, basking in your presence, that's a million times better to him than gossiping your ear off. Of course he would talk your ear off if you asked but he's just enjoying this soft intimate moment with you, that's all he needs for right now
Asmodeus will cuddle you any time, anywhere, any position. On the couch? He's leaning into your side and sliding his arms around you. On your bed in your room? Scoot over honey, Asmo's here to stay! In his room, whether on his bed or in his bath? You know he's already latched onto you and never letting go~
If you're ever out doing something else, be it with one of his brothers or in the human realm far away where he can't reach, Asmo will pout and whine and hug his pillow out of desperation. Sometimes he even cries when you're in the human realm, your touch, love, and cuddles mean a lot more to him than you probably realize!
If you ever cuddle while he's in his demon form, expect him to highly encourage you to touch his wings, or his horns, or trace the lovely heart tattoos over his arms. Trust me, he'll be over the moon. If you do it without him even asking then he'll be swooning no doubt!
Asmo's love language is physical affection so it's only natural that he would want to cuddle you practically 24/7. He hopes you enjoy it as much as he does, and he falls more and more in love with you each time your arms envelop him once again
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Thanks for all your requests and support everyone! I really really appreciate it, it means so much to me. Again sorry for the inconsistent schedule of my posts, life has been throwing me around but I'm trying to get back on track! And to the anon who requested this I hope you enjoyed!!
Until next time~ ☆
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hwascripts · 11 months
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A Yandere Love Letter from Asmo
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Warning: Manipulative behaviour, toxic relationship, blackmailing, overall dark content under the cut. I do not support or condone real life Yandere behaviour, this is simply a work of fiction.
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Are y’all interested in dad!Satan or dad!Mammon headcanons? Because I’m genuinely about to sob over the demon bros as dads.
Hi sweets,
Did you miss me? I know you must’ve! Don’t worry, though. I missed you too. I missed you so much that my beautiful skin has broken out with stress acne. I’m gonna have to punish you for what you've done to me, sweets. Since you've taken off, my perfect skin has been an absolute mess!
A perfect being like me should never have dull, lifeless, blemish-filled skin. But I guess my life has also been dull and lifeless since you left the devildom. Now I’m very curious, honey. What could possibly be better than being here in my presence? Certainly it can’t be that little…fling of yours.
Oh baby, it really does hurt me so! You shatter my heart with your cruelty. How could you leave me, your perfect match, for some little…useless toy? I’m very hurt, and offended. You see, nobody crosses me and gets away with it.
I’ve existed for thousands of years, sweets. And nobody has been good enough for me, at least not until you came along. You managed to wrap me around your cute little finger, baby. You’re truly a charming little fox, and that's why I can’t afford to let you go.
We were clearly made for each other, honey. There's no use in denying it. That's why I’ll have to resort to extreme measures if you don't return to me. What measures? Well, wouldn't it be truly awful if all our intimate conversations were released to your loved ones?
What would your little fling think if they knew you were already in a relationship? What would your family think if they found out you enjoyed toying with people’s hearts? It’s scary to think about, isn’t it baby?
But don’t you worry, I’ve always been a generous demon. I’ll give you three days to carefully consider your options. I know you’ll use that pretty little head of yours wisely, but just in case you haven’t gotten the message.
You are mine. Got it, sweets?
Don’t disappoint me.
Your perfect match,
Asmo
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pothologics · 11 months
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a/n: FIRST POST WOOO i love asmo w every fiber of my being so here is some sweet silly content to wash away the mischaracterization
content: fluff, cuddling, domestic cuteness
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the brothers were all hanging back at RAD wrapping up a meeting of sorts, one that you had no need to hang around for. so you graciously returned to the house of lamentation and were relaxing on asmos bed, lights completely off and noise canceling headphones on, trying to soak in every grain of peace you could due to how exhausting school days tended to be.
you were laying on your stomach, peacefully listening to music while you “rested” and scrolled through multiple apps on your phone. your breathing occasionally lining up with the notes of the music. you had eventually fallen into this comfortable hazy sleep state, feeling as if you were mere inches away from REM sleep when you heard the door creak open and heard mumbled murmurs which you chose to ignore but eventually had to face as you felt the bed sink due to added weight.
grumbling you lift you head to investigate the figure that dare disturb you reaching your prized and cherished REM sleep. seeing asmo inches away from your face washed any anger and confusion from your features, immediately replacing them with a sleepy grin and a muffled noise of acknowledgement as you feel his arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer to him. your face searches for a comfortable space to bury itself in and settles for asmo’s chest.
giggling he moves his hands from where they were resting on your waist to place them on your back, as he runs them up and down your back with a steady rhythmic pace, lulling you back to a state akin to sleep
“sorry i woke you my love, were you sleeping peacefully?”
all you can muster as an answer is a half hearted ‘mmhmm’ sleep still holding you in its clutches, he yet again giggles at your sleepy antics and moves his hands up yet again, arms looped under your armpits, nails gently tracing random shapes on the nape of your neck.
feeling the way your breathing seems to sync up with his fills asmo with this childlike giddy and glee. he is nothing more than grateful to be able to spend time with you like this. hes oh so glad that you chose go take a nap in his room instead of any of his other brothers, and that now you two are sleeping so early in the afternoon. he wishes no more than to indulge you in such silly little human things as this one. he is nothing more than thankful that he was given the chance to love and be loved by someone like you.
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Asmodeus: Why are your tongues purple?
MC: We had slushies. I had a blue one.
Solomon: I had a red one.
Asmodeus: oh
Asmodeus:
Asmodeus: OH
Beelzebub: *processing*
Beelzebub: You drank each other's slushies?
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etherealbelphie · 2 years
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Late Night Cuddles (Ft. Mammon, Asmodeus and GN!MC)
Warnings: Touch-starved MC, Mammon being a tsundere and by extent, a bit of a jerk, self-depreciating thoughts, MC makes sure Asmo is gonna be SFW.
Length: 1.4k words
Genre: Slight bit of angst, mostly fluff and comfort though!
Summary: You need a hug.
A/N: Honestly I wrote the outline for this while I was feeling very tired and clingy, and I decided to polish it up. There isn't much plot, just some mindless, tooth-rotting fluff. I hope you enjoy it!
-Ethereal (✿◡‿◡)
Story below, please don't claim as your own!
You’d been in the Devildom for about three weeks now, and you were starting to feel a bit down.
Were you homesick? Was the lack of Vitamin D finally starting to get to you? Were you immensely stressed because you always had to be on guard during school?
None of that helped, that’s for sure. However, the real problem didn’t come to light until Simeon randomly hugged you upon seeing you. You immediately felt a hundred times better.
Oh. So that’s what it was.
Well, three weeks was a long time to go without physical contact.
While it was wonderful that you’d figured out what the problem was, that didn’t really help you solve it.
Though you were on decent terms with everyone, you weren’t sure you were close enough to straight-up ask for cuddles.  Even if you were, you were much too shy to do so anyways.
You managed to hold your resolve for about a week before you finally broke, rather late in the evening.  Yes, it might be awkward, but the worst they could say was no, right?
Not wanting to overthink it, you quickly sent a message to your closest friend in the Devildom.
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You: Hey Mammon, this is going to sound kind of stupid…
You: I’ve been feeling kind of down lately, and I could really use a hug.
You: …Can I have a hug?
Mammon: What!?
Mammon: Pfft, why would I want to hug you?
You: I shouldn’t have asked.
You: I’m sorry.
You: Never mind.
You: Forget I ever said anything.
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He started typing something else, but you didn’t wait for him to finish. You clicked the power button, making your screen go dark.
Turns out ‘no’ was not the worst thing they could say.
Your phone buzzed- probably Mammon- as you tossed your phone on the bed and stood up. You couldn’t be bothered to read his messages right now.
While he hadn’t exactly said no, it was pretty clear you weren’t getting a yes.
That was fine. You were fine. You didn’t need a hug anyways; you’d be fine without one. No human had ever died by ‘lack of hugs’.
Even though the very idea of receiving one made your chest ache, you would be fine.
Your phone kept buzzing—how many messages was he sending you, anyways? —as you stepped out of your room and began to wander.
It was honestly stupid of you to ask. You knew you weren’t close enough for that sort of thing, and you’d asked anyways. Now you’d gone and made things awkward, just like you knew you would.
Your wandering brought you to the kitchen, where you decided to make hot chocolate. Maybe the warmth of the drink would help you feel a little better.
You grabbed a mug from the cupboard and filled it with milk. Then you put it in the microwave.
While you searched for the hot chocolate powder, your mind began to drift again.
If you couldn’t even last a few days without a hug, how in the hell were you supposed to survive down here?
“Well, you’re up awfully late.”
You jumped, whirling around to face the voice behind you.
“Oh, I’m sorry darling.” Asmo frowned. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
You shook your head, smiling. “Don’t worry about it, it’s fine.”
The microwave beeped, and you quickly jumped to shut it up. Yes, the entire household was probably still awake, especially if the text chains were anything to go by, but it still felt odd to make too much noise.
You placed the mug of steaming milk on the counter and added a few spoonfuls of powder. While you stirred it in, Asmo slid up beside you.
You could feel his eyes on you.
“Is something the matter?” He asked after a moment.
“I’m fine,” you answered just a bit too quickly.
“No…you’re not. Look at me?” He requested.
You turned your face towards him, though you don’t make eye contact.
Unsurprisingly, that doesn’t convince him.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” He asked softly.
“It’s stupid.” You answered.
He tilts his head slightly but doesn’t respond. That was surprisingly effective at getting you to continue.
“It’s just…I’ve been here a while, and I’m starting to feel a little down. Not enough physical contact. But—” you wave your hand “—I’ll be fine.”
“…Is that it?” Asmo asked, giving you a funny look.
You scoffed. “Yeah. I told you it was stupid.”
He gasped. “Sorry, no! I didn’t mean it like it was stupid or something! It’s just…if you wanted some physical contact, you could’ve asked me, you know!”
 “Not that kind of physical contact,” you elaborated. “I just want a hug…or maybe some snuggles,” you added quietly.
“No, no, I understand what you mean. And I still mean what I said,” He reassured you. “If you wanted some snuggles, all you needed to do was ask me!”
Suddenly he wrapped his arms around you, and you instantly melted. You felt him rub your back a little.
He giggled. “Aw, you should’ve come to me sooner, love.”
All too soon, he pulled away, and you couldn’t help the pout that appeared on your face.
“Now, how about some proper snuggles in my room?” He suggested with a smile.
You hesitated for a second, then nodded. You needed this more than you were embarrassed.
As soon as you confirmed, he beamed and grabbed your hand, pulling you behind him towards his room.
He closed the door behind you two, then turned to you. “Now, would you like to cuddle in the bed, or would you prefer the couch?”
“Maybe…the couch?” You suggested. “And maybe we could watch a movie?”
“That sounds lovely,” he agreed, sitting down. He scooted to one side, then reached his arm out. You took that as an invitation, sitting down beside him.
He giggled, pulling you so you were properly leaning against him. “Come on, don’t be shy,” he cooed.  
He selected a movie—some cheesy romcom— and as it progressed, you slowly began to relax, even nuzzling him now and then.
He ran a hand through your hair, making you hum contentedly. “There, see?” he purred. “Aren’t I the absolute best person to snuggle with?”
You nodded, starting to feel a little tired. It was awfully late after all.
He pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “You’re welcome to sleep here,” he said.
You nod. Maybe you’ll take him up on that offer.
Suddenly, a loud crash jolted you out of your sleepy daze.
“Oi, Asmo!”
You raised your head, blinking as the intruder came into focus.
“Have ya seen the human anywhere?” Mammon asked, too distracted by his phone to notice the human in question was right in front of him.   “They ain’t in their room, and they ain’t answering their messages-“
He glanced up to stare accusingly at his brother, but he saw you instead. Then he saw Asmo.
Then he realized the two of you were sitting together, and just how close you two were.
“What the hell is going on in here?” He exclaimed, closing the door behind him.
Starting to feel awkward again, you attempt to push away from Asmo. He doesn’t allow you to, keeping his arm snug around your shoulders and throwing a smirk to his brother instead.
“We’re snuggling,” he responded simply.
“Wha- why!?” He asked, coming further into the room.
“They were a little lonely is all,” Asmo responded sweetly, kissing the top of your head again. You blushed, but didn’t find it in yourself to protest.
“And ya didn’t ask me first!?” Mammon exclaimed, taking off his jacket and throwing it on a nearby chair.
“I did, but you said-“ He cut you off.
“Ugh, you dummy! If I knew you were gonna go ask one of my brothers—” he paused midsentence, kicking off his shoes and untucking you from the blanket.
He slid in beside you, tucking himself in as well. “If you wanted attention, you could’ve just asked for it…” he muttered.
You debate reminding him a second time of the earlier events but decide against it.
“Excuse me, I don’t remember inviting you.” Asmo scowled at his older brother.
“The human needs attention, and I don’t want the stupid thing to die,” Mammon said. “Now, c’mere so I can love you,” he mumbled, suddenly tugging you towards him.
“Hey!” Asmo protested, crossing his arms.
Mimicking his previous actions, you stretch your arm out towards him.
He easily complied, snuggling into your arms this time.
This certainly wasn’t how you were expecting your night to go, but you definitely weren’t complaining.
And next time you want attention, you know you’ve got two demons who are more than willing to give it to you.
Bonus:
These are the messages MC missed from Mammon.
Mammon: Wait, hang on.
Mammon: Fine.
Mammon: If you want a hug from me, then I'll give ya one. Only because you're asking, and not because I want one, got it!?
Mammon: Don't say the great Mammon never gave ya anything!
Mammon: Why aren't ya readin' my messages?
Mammon: Whatever, I'll be at your room in a sec.
Mammon: Wait for me, okay?
Mammon: Hey, where are ya?
Mammon: I told ya I was comin', didn't I?
Mammon: Your phone is buzzin'.
Mammon: I guess you left it here.
Mammon: Wait, you ain't getting these anyways.
Mammon: Whatever, I'll just come find ya.
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getoslittlemonkey · 10 months
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random obey me incorrect quote
mc: hey lucifer! i got you a snack.
lucifer: 'raisin creme pies'? im already raising 6 of them.
(indescribable demon siblings chaos in the background that does not need any explanation)
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hopeluna-archived · 1 year
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Obey Me! + things that make you fall in love with them a little more everyday
♡ Characters: The brothers x gn!reader
♡ Genre: fluff
♡ A/N: we've had things that make the boys fall in love with you now its their turn imao, also these are things that I love about them so i'd love to hear what you guys love about them as well <3
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M.list
Lucifer
The way he is a total hypocrite when it comes to taking care of you. Lucifer will go for months without sleep and a proper meal but the moment you neglect taking care of yourself, he is ready to scold you and make your favourite meal himself, the paperwork can wait.
Mammon
The way he always tries to make you laugh. If you're ever feeling particularly down, Mammon is ready to get out the clown costume. He'll make silly jokes and laugh at them himself and its enough to make a smile creep up on your face.
Leviathan
The way he remembers everything. Levi remembers everything that you've ever told him, from childhood memories to your favourite colour. He probably has a notebook dedicated to just you. Levi doesn’t wanna forget anything about you, his henry. 
Satan
When he drags you into his mystery adventures. The way Satan’s eyes absolutely sparkle with excitement, the way he oh so passionately rambles his hundredth theory, and the smile he has on his face after finally uncovering the truth is a smile that you swear you’ll never get tired of admiring.
Asmodeus
The way he always supports you no matter what. Asmo is always your no. 1 cheerleader in everything you do. Your goals and ideas maybe something small, big, stupid, smart, whatever it is Asmo is right behind you to encourage you. And if anyone rains on your parade, he. is. ready. to. throw. hands.
Beelzebub
The way he is your best friend as much as he is your partner. You’ve had a bad day and need to vent? Beel is right there to listen to you and occasionally offer snacks in hopes that will make you feel better. You have gossip? Beel might not say much in the conversation but he is listening to everything and throwing in occasional comments.
Belphegor
The way he cares for his brothers, even Lucifer. Of course he isn't the one to show it much but you can always tell how much Belphie loves his brothers by the way he looks at them. And if you don't look hard enough, you'll almost miss the worried expression he has on his face when he hears Lucifer is overworking again.
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chiefcheesecakemaker · 6 months
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Texts between mc and the bross
Asmo
mc: ASMO GURL THINGS WITH WATERHOUSE TOOK A DRASTIC TURN
Mc: PINEAPPLE IS BREAKING UP WITH WATERHOUSE
Mc: OMG
Mc: LOOK AT THIS
*sends screenshot of a conversation*
asmo: OMWKAOAIWKAJW OMG FINALLY
asmo: I'm so happy pineapple broke up though I think pineapple should step on legos
mc: I'm low-key happy that Waterhouse no longer needs to be together with pineapple besides I think pineapple likes Grape
Asmo: GRAPE!? poor grape no grape has to be together with pineapple I liked grape
Mc: yeah me too
Mc: me and pineapple are done I hate pineapple so much
Asmo: finally f**k that b***h I never ever liked her can I name the red flags?
Mc: not rn busy crying
Asmo: no way doll I ain't letting you cry over trash I'm coming to your room see you in 0
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incorrecttom · 11 months
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ASMODUES loves to take care of you. Not in the sexual sense, but in the sense of hearing your worries - to take care of you, to run you baths.
To be with you when you cry, to be there to run circles on your back, to give you kisses on your head. And to tell that everything will be fine, that the sun rises everyday and so will you rise. More brighter, more better, more stronger. He reminds you are strong enough.
He may be the avatar of Lust but to you he's the most comforting person to have by your side, the person who's there to pick up your pieces when you break. The person who tells you it will be all right.
And to reassure you that you are going to be okay, that both of you will be okay.
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@dxmoness | @roseadleyn | @orlic1a | @nxccolo
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coffeerecords · 2 years
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WHAT’S THE TEA? | demon brothers (4/7)
wordcount: 1.7k+ | genre: fluff | pairing(s): belphie, beel, asmo, satan x reader(s) | rating: pg-15 | tw: gossiping, swear words | others: cranky and pouty demons. topics of marriage & weddings. use of pet names: baby, darling, kitten
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— BELPHEGOR
Thirty minutes... 
It’s been thirty whole minutes that your phone held your attention ever since Belphie stirs awake, and you have not cast a glance at him. Not even once. Usually, you’d notice almost immediately if Belphie peers his eyes open, but now?
Belphie scoffs—purposefully loud—and still, you are too engrossed in whatever it is on your phone screen. Unbelievable. The love of his life is currently too preoccupied to notice him. Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Belphie throws his arms to stretch and lets out an audibly loud yawn.
“You’re awake?”
Fucking finally.
“Mhmm...” Belphie responds, scooting closer to you to peer at your screen. “What’s up?” Belphie asks, barely keeping himself from gritting his teeth in annoyance. What is keeping you from him? Or rather who—?
His gaze widens in curiosity at the pictures of dresses and nicely-decorated venues. “What is this for?”
“My high school friend is getting married!” You squeal, turning to him. “With her high school sweetheart! Can you believe that?! The one I told you about—”
…Oh, so that’s what you were occupied with.
“—and I told her to start organising and plan ahead because weddings can be stressful and—” You ramble on about what could go wrong if you procrastinate for wedding plans. “Belphie? Are you listening to me?” You nudge him, ensuring that he hasn’t fallen asleep again.
“Yeah...” he murmurs, leaning his head against your shoulder. “So, when’s the wedding?”
“In six months!”
“That’s quite fast...”
“Not if she starts planning now! There’s a lot to do, but with good management—”
“Hey...” Belphie interrupts you, placing his chin on your shoulder.
“Hmm?” You turn your head to look him in the eye.
“What are your thoughts on us getting married?”
There’s a blank look on your face when his question dawns on you. And Belphie patiently stares at you until you snap out of your own thoughts and pulling away from him. “W-What— Where did that come from?! You can’t just ask that out of the blue—!”
Your facial expression turns blank when his question dawns on you. Being the little shit he is, Belphie merely stares at you with a growing smirk on his face. You snap out of your thoughts, pulling away from him. “W-What— Where did that come from?! You can’t just ask that out of the blue—!”
Belphie chuckles at your flustered state. “So, I take that you’ve been entertaining those thoughts.”
“Belphegor!”
He leans in close to you, his voice lacing with a teasing lilt, “Yes, yes, I’ll make sure to get a ring ready~.”
— BEELZEBUB
It’s another lucky day to be receiving this many cookies from Luke, Beel thought. Lady Luck seems to bestow him good fortunes these past few weeks—lots of yummy gifts, good grades, no scoldings from Lucifer—after taking your relationship to the next milestone. 
Beel stops stuffing his face with cookies momentarily; maybe you are Lady Luck’s favourite? You are his favourite, too, after all. And speaking of you... 
His legs move instinctively, leading him towards his room, where you should be. Heart skipping at the sight of you lying comfortably on his bed, he approaches you with a cookie in hand. “____? Do you want some cookies? Luke gave me lots of ’em today.”
“Sure,” you answer absentmindedly, eyes still on your tablet screen, looking immersed in whatever you’re reading.
“Gotta open your mouth, baby.” He crouches to your eye level, earning a small ‘huh?’ from you as you glance up. “Cookies...?” Beel offers you one with a small smile, which makes you instinctively open your mouth for him to feed you. Your boyfriend chuckles affectionately, letting you have a bite. “Are you reading something?”
You nod, attention already on your screen. Beel blinks a few times, gaze questioning as he peers at your screen, and unable to grasp what’s so interesting, he lays beside you to see clearer. “What are you reading?”
“Reddit posts,” you giggle.
“What is it about?” Beel sits beside you, looking at your screen to join you.
“Absurd things that happened in weddings,” you laugh, coming across a ridiculous story. “Look at this—” you show your lover the list of presents made by the entitled bride where the prices go beyond hundred bucks. “And then they said if no gifts, no invitation!” You cackle at the absurdity.
“Aren’t weddings supposed to be an intimate event?” Beel questions, lacing your free hand with his as the glistening band on your ring finger reflects the room’s light.
You nod in agreement. “Yeah, but humans are just full of surprises, aren’t they? Look—” You show him another post. “—someone even wore a dress that looks similar to the bride! That’s so messed up.”
“Does this really happen in the human realm?” Beel questions, to which you answer with another nod.
“You know, I won’t let anything ruin our wedding.” Your boyfriend, ah, fiancé, snuggles closer to you. 
“I know,” you say softly. “I won’t let anything ruin our wedding too.”
A comfortable silence falls between you before he continues, “Marrying you—” He leans in close till your lips are mere millimetres apart. “—is everything I’ve ever wanted.”
— ASMODEUS
“What is that atrocious thing?”
You yelp in shock, dropping your phone onto the couch. Turning your head, you shoot a glare at your lover. “Don’t do that!”
Asmo merely shrugs, plopping down next to you. “You didn’t listen to a word I said for the past forty-seven minutes!”
You open your mouth with one of your pointer fingers raised (a cute habit whenever you’d like to defend yourself, in his opinion). Usually, Asmo would melt at the sight of you like this and gush about how cute you are. However, it will not work on him (this time) because your attention was on your phone instead of him. For more than half an hour! 
Before you explain yourself, Asmo beats you to the punch. “Don’t think I did not notice how you glance at me for less than a second and then back to your phone! For ten times!”
Pouting, your shoulders droop in defeat, voice turning lower. “I’m sorry. I was browsing through the wedding dresses until… the Met Gala just happened... And I had to see what’s going on...”
Asmo sighs while you stare down at the floor like a scolded child, perhaps, mentally preparing yourself for his dramatic lecture. He knows you know how important it is to choose the best outfit for the two of you for your wedding, but instead— “Scoot over, let me join.” 
Your head snaps up. “Huh?”
“Let me judge their outfits too—!”
Dumbfounded, you stammer, “H-How about our wedding outfits?”
“Will be stunning beyond words!” He says confidently, wrapping his arms around you while placing his chin on your shoulder. “I’ve recently contacted a famous designer I worked with, and they agreed to make our wedding outfits. They will send the rough draft of the design, so we got time to critique the Met Gala’s outfits.”
“But—”
Asmo cuts you off with a kiss. “Darling, don’t worry. You’ve been stressing out about making plans for the wedding. I think it’s good that we can sit back for a while and relax.”
“Are you sure?”
“Mhmm,” he nods. “Very. Now, what appalling outfit did I see earlier, and who decided it was a good idea to wear it?”
— SATAN
Everyone knows that Satan has exceptional razor-sharp focus whenever he’s doing his tasks or reading books. Sure, he has those rare moments of being distracted when cats are involved... But still, it’s not easy to divert the Avatar of Wrath’s attention away. At least, that’s what he thought... Then why is he able to keep track of the changing expressions on your face in the span of five minutes?
You have been on your phone for quite a while, he notices, eyes so focused on the screen that it had him intrigued. What exactly are you up to?
So, he opts to observe you subtly with an open book in hand. He has lost count of the number of times he had read the same sentence. After another long minute or two, he fails to keep his curiosity at bay and finally calls your name. Yet, you still do not respond to him as you furiously tap your phone screen. 
“Kitten?” Satan calls again, and you respond with a mere hum.
Sighing, the blond demon stands up from his seat and strides across the room to settle beside you, his book long-forgotten.
“Who are you texting?”
“An old friend…” you murmur, seemingly nervous from the glance you shoot at him, but still stand your ground.
“Uh-huh…” Unamused, Satan peers at your screen, and you instinctively coil to keep your phone away from him. “Are you sure they’re just an old friend?”
You seriously can’t hide anything from him, you sigh mentally. His serious tone had you giving in as you tell him the truth. “An old friend that I used to have a crush on….”
He raises a questioning brow. “Do you still?”
“What? No!” You drop your phone almost at once to look at your boyfriend. “Of course not. You know you’re the only one I have—” Your eyes narrow at him, holding back his teasing grin. “—you’re being very mean.”
“Not as mean as you forgetting that you have a lover and went to text an old crush.”
“I told you it’s not a big deal—”
“Care to explain why are they insisting you both should date?”
You huff, “One of my close friends accidentally told them that I used to have a crush on them. And here is me explaining that was in the past, and I have a boyfriend—”
“I almost forgot.” Satan cuts you off, grinning. “You mean fiancé, right?” He brings your hand with a shimmering ring to his face, softly placing a kiss on your knuckle. “It takes a while to get used to this….”
Heat rushes to your cheeks. “Hey! Don’t change the subject—”
“I’m not.” Satan grins at you before his eyes widen in realisation as if he— “I have a brilliant idea!” He takes your phone and turns on the camera, snapping a picture of your hands (with the rings) entwined together. 
“What are you—” You reach for your phone, and he easily dodges you. And with a smug look, Satan sends it to your ex-crush. “That should keep them away.”
You gape, utterly speechless. 
Satan reaches for you after putting your phone away and holds your chin between his thumb and pointer finger. “After all, you’re mine now.”
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Headcanons Obey Me: Asmodeus and flirting.
— Flirting with Asmo is very comfortable and pleasant. Even though he is the Avatar of Lust, there is no awkwardness with him.
— Sometimes you even compete in who will embarrass whom more.
— He is so good, but at the same time delicate, that you always think that this is clearly some kind of magic.
— This evening Asmodeus took care of your skin. With careful, patting movements, he rubbed the cream into your cheeks.
— His face was very close to yours. Perhaps if another man were in Asmo's place, you would be embarrassed, but with him the heart experienced only a slight flutter.
— The demon was applying a balm to your lips when you gently kissed the pad of his index finger.
— «Kiss me».
— «Oh, honey, this will ruin the whole procedure. Let me finish».
— You snorted with displeasure, and Asmo chuckled. Noticing that you were a little offended, he quickly kissed you on the shoulder.
— «I promise that later I will kiss you wherever you want, sweetie».
A/N: short and a bit corny, but I love fluff. (◕ᴗ◕✿)
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