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nogenderbee · 1 year

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energetic child!MC turns into calm and quiet teen

You finally came back to Devildom after all those years! But they certainly remember you a little differently...

⊱ the moment Lucifer discovered that you're coming back is the moment he started preparing House of Lamentation and himself for it

⊱ when he remembered how energetic and troublesome you used to be, he started wondering how much trouble you're going to give him as a teen

⊱ but how surprising was he, when instead of troublemaker he saw calm teen

⊱ of course he thought that you just wanted to make good impression, so he still kept his guard up

⊱ after a week he only realized that you really changed and trust me when I say he was so glad for that

⊱ you turning into a calm teen means 1 less troublemaker for him

"It's good that you're so mature. You'll see that adulthood will be much easier for you."

⊱ also, expect him to bring you into a conversation whenever his brother are acting immature

⊱ although he sometimes catches himself missing your energetic self... but that feeling quickly disappears after remembering how much trouble you gave him back then

⊱ Mammon was already so excited when he heard you're coming back but will NEVER show it

⊱ he remembers how many pranks you pulled off as a child with him so when you're a teen then it should be even more fun now!

⊱ so when you first came, he immediately came to greet you but wait... why are you so calm?!! Are you shy or what?

⊱ your calm and quiet behavior got him thinking that you're shy and just need to get used to old company again, so he wanted to help you overcome it

"C'mon, let's pull some pranks on others! Like we used to, remember?"

⊱ although when it wasn't the case and you really became more mature, he's really surprised, you really prefer to be all calm than have some fun?!

⊱ he tried getting you back on your energetic self but he obviously failed and received some punishments from his older brother on his way

⊱ at the end tho, he gets used to your calm self even tho he prefer your old energetic self way more

⊱ Levi was scared when he discovered that you're coming back to Devildom

⊱ sure, he has some good memories with you but you also traumatized this man

⊱ of course he missed his young game buddy but he certainly doesn't miss fear of his figures whenever you enter his room

⊱ he didn't believed in your 'calm act's even for a second

⊱ he only started to believe that you actually changed after invited you and some of his brothers with fear in his heart at game night

⊱ he actually was really glad that you turned out like this since nie he has 1 less person to worry about when someone enters his room

"Ah! Stay away from my figures-! Oh, right, it's you. Sorry, I guess I'm still used to worry about it..."

⊱ truth to be told, he does miss your energetic self since you always talked so much and made him feel like you really like spending time with him

⊱ Satan still remember how many times you tried (accidentally or not) burning his books or how many times he needed to reorganize all the books since you basically ripped all the pages in his favorite book by being energetic

⊱ so it's just natural that he wasn't the most excited person about you coming back

⊱ although you WERE one of the best pranked in 'Anty Lucifer League', so he also was pretty excited about you coming back

⊱ but the moment he saw you, he knew you matured and he perfectly knew what that goes with

"I think we might have just lost a 'Anty Lucifer League' member and in return, gained another Lucifer alike person."

⊱ but if you're still good with pranks then he absolutely adores your new self

⊱ now just tell him that you like reading and cats too, and he's adopting you /hj

⊱ if you're just like the eldest brother, well... let's just say he won't be fond of you, and don't be surprised if someone would try to pull of non dangerous prank on you

⊱ Asmo was pretty happy for his favorite little human to come back, after all you got some nice memories!

⊱ he still remembers your sleepovers, rambles, doing your nails and make-up, how you made his day 10 times worse because you destroyed all of his make-up stuff and broke his favorite mirror

⊱ ahhh, he's so happy

⊱ but what was his surprise when you came back and saw that you matured so much

"Oh my, you're so mature now, darling! C'mon, why don't you tell me everything that happened on our classy sleepover?"

⊱ he expects you to tell him everything, and I mean EVERY SINGLE THING that happened when you were away from Devildom

⊱ if you deny his sleepover, well... that's the moment he thinks you became grumpy and all not fun

⊱ but if you won't then he won't see any reason he should treat you different, sure he does treat you like a teen now and not like a little child, but that's the only thing that changed

⊱ Been probably was the most excited out of everyone for you to come back I swear I love him sm

⊱ he always took you on his training and walked around Devildom with you since you were so energetic so he was hoping that you can continue doing this

⊱ but when he saw how calm you are now, he got a little sad but hey, it's still you! So if you're happy, he's happy

⊱ he still would like to take you on his trainings or on walks around town, even if you're not as energetic anymore

"Do you still want to go on walks around Devildom like we used to? We don't have to do anything consuming energy if you don't want to!"

⊱ he's probably one of the most understanding ones, he just doesn't see the reason why he should like you less or more because of your change

⊱ but because of that, he may treat you like you're still the same little child, just less energetic

⊱ so as long as you're alright with you change, he is too

⊱ Belphies has both, good and bad memories with you so he wasn't mad but wasn't happy either for you to come back

⊱ on one side, you helped him and Satan pull off so many amazing pranks in Lucifer which of course he avoided but these still were done nicely

⊱ on the other side tho, you were someone who was one of his first reasons for not being able to sleep as well as he'd like to

⊱ so when he discovered you're coming back, he already was annoyed but ready to face your energy for pranks sake

⊱ but when he saw that you're now so mature, he honestly was disappointed that you're so similiar to the eldest of his brothers

"Don't tell me you're gonna be like Lucifer... I will definitely need s nap after this is over. Don't interrupt me at very least."

⊱ the moment he saw you, he really was pissed off since you have him so much of 'Lucifer vibe' and he certainly souls rather die than have another Lucifer living under the same roof as he

⊱ he won't admit it but he does miss your energetic self

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whooshwinks · 3 years

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The brothers cursing me out after I haven’t did my tasks, opened my messages in around 7 months:

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boydiisaster · 3 years

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I hope i'm not bothering you, i remember seeing this tik tok a while ago where a boy climbed on his mom's lap to see her reaction and his mom went "what do you want?? Leave" but shortly after she started smooching his cheeks and he was squirming around in her grip while she hugged him closer to her giggling. So uh... If that's okay could i request the teen mc doing this to the brothers to see their reactions? Like, at first it started as an experiment and now it's a regular thing they do whenever they want attention👉🏻👈🏻 i can imagine the bros sitting down on purpose waiting for them to sit in their laps.

Totally not just finished crying because i was jealous cause i never got much attention and affection as a child and now i project that need onto fictional characters noo🙄 couldn't be me-

teen MC comfort

reader: gender neutral, no pronouns used

tw/cw: none! <3

author's note: THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY THANK YOU FOR THIS- but i never got that much attention as a kid either don't worry- i think that's why my love language is now physically touch🧍‍♂️anyways this basically turned into "showing off my favorite video games to the brothers because i really want to rant to them about my interests" type deal, so uh- please forgive me for that-

lucifer

Lucifer had just finished his work and sat down in his study for some nice quiet time when you walked in, blanket wrapped around your shoulders.

"Yes, MC?" Lucifer asked, clearly tired as he took a sip from his coffee.

You didn't say anything, just kept walking closer to him. Lucifer sat his mug down just as you plopped onto his lap.

"MC?"

"Yes, Dad?"

"What are you doing?"

He was annoyed, and anybody could tell. For days you've been calling him Dad, and Lucifer racked his brain for the reason why. He was old, sure, but did he really give off the vibes of a dad? Did people look at him and think he had a child? Him, Lucifer, Avatar of Pride, have a pathetic and whiny little kid? Not only that, but you just interrupted his quiet time to sit on his lap!

"MC, if you don't need anything, then leave."

You didn't move an inch.

This kept happening for several days. You'd catch Lucifer not doing anything and then just appear out of no where to sit atop his lap.

Lucifer hated admitting it, but he kind of enjoyed it. You were this young, fragile human, and yet you trusted Lucifer enough to do this with him. In a way, it reminded him of when his brothers were young.

He missed those days.

"MC, seriously. Why do you do this?" Lucifer rubbed his temples just as you settled into your usual spot, human realm video game console in hand.

You looked over your shoulder to the older demon, a hurt expression on your face. "Do you really want me to stop? I'm sorry-"

Just as you make a move to stand, Lucifer wraps his arms around you and pulls you back down. He seems to realize just what he's done later than you do, and his face erupts into a scarlett hue.

"I'm sorry, MC, that was rude of me to do."

"So you do like being my dad!"

Lucifer just opened Pandora's box. After that, no matter what he did, you would always come and sit on his lap. When you knew he had a rough day, you'd bring a video game with you to tell him about it.

"This is Undertale! It looks a little crappy to some people, but the graphics don't make the game."

Lucifer would rest his chin on your shoulder, watching your little character walk around, interacting with cute pixel monsters. His arms were wrapped around your waist, and the blanket you brought in was draped over his shoulders.

"This is Toriel! You remind me of her. She's very sweet, and she just wants what's best for you. You have to battle her later on to leave the ruins, because she's scared of you getting hurt and doesn't want you to go."

Lucifer gives you a side glance. Your face was illuminated by the screen, eyes shining, smiling a happy, carefree smile.

Lucifer was just like Toriel. He didn't want you to go, either.

mammon

Mammon just got back from a call for the witches, and he was tired. His limbs ached, his feet hurt, and all he wanted to do was lie down in his bed and sleep.

Unfortunately for him, you existed.

You waddle into his room, Ruri-Chan blanket that Levi gave you since he "accidentally" bought doubles under your arm. You give Mammon a cheeky smile before basically throwing yourself atop him.

"What the-?! Just what do you think you're doing?! Just 'cause you're a kid doesn't mean I won't punt you into the sun!"

You're unfazed by his threat, mostly because you were the one to teach it to him. You settle into Mammon's lap, yawning.

"Get off me, MC!"

"No."

"Why not?!"

"I don't want to."

Damn this kid is good, Mammon thinks.

After a lot of thrashing around, with no movement on your part, Mammon just gives up and lets you sit on him.

This happens several times, and Mammon starts to catch himself actually looking forward to you doing this. He gives you subtle hints, plopping himself down next to you when you're curled up on the couch in the living room, sighing.

"I sure wish there was someone to sit on my lap and, I don't know, tell me about what game they were playing?" Mammon looks at you, giving you puppy dog eyes.

"Ask Levi."

Mammon's puppy dog eyes vanish, and he pouts.

You burst into laughter, nearly dropping your gaming console. "Okay, okay- I'll do it."

Mammon lights up. You settle into his lap, Mammon leaning his head on your shoulder as you curl up. His arms wrap around your waist.

"I'm playing Night In The Woods. It's a story-based game centered around these cute humanoid animals. You remind me a lot of Gregg, actually." You glance at your friend, who is currently staring wide-eyed at the main character, who's a cat.

"Is that Gregg?" he whispers. "They're cute! I wanna play!"

"No! You'll meet Gregg later on- calm down!" You laugh as Mammon tries taking the game from you.

"Fine," he whines. "But you better promise to let me play!"

"I will!"

Mammon holds out his pinkie, and you wrap your own around it.

"Okay, now start playing! I wanna meet Gregg."

Mammon has never felt more happy than he did in this moment. You were special to him, almost like his own little sibling. Mammon didn't want to let you go.

leviathan

Oh? You're challenging him?

As soon as you walked up to Levi, an evil look on your face, he jumped to his feet, brandishing his Ruri-Chan plushie at you like it was a sword.

"Back off, fiend! For I, Levi, destroyer of worlds, conqueror of kingdoms, will-"

You poked his cheek. "Can I sit on your lap?"

R.I.P Levi, 2021

"Wha-what?! Me?! Why me?!" Levi gawks at you.

You shrug. "You look comfortable to lay on."

R.I.P Levi 2021, yet again.

"Beel is probably a lot more comfortable, though," Levi huffs, turning away from you.

"But you're my favorite uncle! C'mon, Levi, please?!"

R.I.P L- You get the picture.

"Fine! B-but don't go crying to Lucifer if I don't live up to your expectations!"

You cheer and tackle Levi into a hug. He yelps, falling back onto his gaming chair. It rolls back a little and bumps into his bathtub bed as you nestle into his lap.

"Tell me about the recent game you're playing!" you smile, and Levi can't say no to his favorite normie.

"W-well, it's not exactly a new game. It's kinda old. Have you played it?" Levi reaches into his coat pocket to pull out the Devildom equivalent of a 3Ds. "I-it's called Majora's Mask."

You lay your head on Levi's chest and hum. "I've never played it before," you whisper. "Can I watch you play it?"

Levi just about explodes from how happy he is. "A-ah, yes please! I'm actually on the second temple right now, but I'll fill you in! Basically, this is a sequel to another Zelda game called Ocarina of Time..."

You smile up at the purple haired demon, who looks like he has stars in his eyes. He's shaking with excitement. Not many people, especially his brothers, want to listen to him rant about his interests, but you were different.

Levi couldn't be more grateful that Lucifer picked you for the exchange program.

satan

Satan was out in the garden, stray cats wandering about around him just as you walked in, rubbing your eyes.

"Ah, MC!" Satan grins, closing his book. "What brings you out here today?"

You dodge the cats that swarm at your feet and plop down next to Satan on the swinging bench. The chains rattle, and the bench begins to gently sway.

"I missed you."

Satan chuckles. "That's expected."

You stick out your tongue, and Satan does the same, mocking you. This was common between the two of you. Satan would tease you, and you'd stick your tongue out at him. That, or flip him off. But Lucifer would get mad at you for that.

Satan obviously encourages you to flip him off, just so he can watch Lucifer blow a few screws.

"Can I sit on your lap?" you ask out of the blue.

The blonde blinks. "Why?"

"Because the cats look comfortable when they lay on your lap," you reply, "and I wanna be comfortable, too."

"Alright, kiddo." Satan uses that damned nickname, and you stick your tongue out at him yet again. But you still settle onto his lap anyways, yawning.

"You sleep almost as much as Belphegor," he teases, but you're too tired to care. You let your eyes droop shut, and just like that you're fast asleep in Satan's arms.

"MC?"

You don't respond. He sighs, hugging you close to him. He places a sweet kiss to your temple, his hair tickling your nose as he does so.

"Night, kiddo," he whispers, and opens up his book again.

Satan was content. For the first time in his life, wrath wasn't lingering in the back of his mind. He was at peace, and it was all because of you.

asmodeus

Asmo, like usual, bursts into your room while you were in the middle of counting the money you and Mammon cheated off some human.

They were rude, it was well deserved! >:(

Asmo looks at you, then to the giant wad of cash you have in your hands, then to you again.

He chooses to ignore it.

A wise choice.

"MC," he coos, and you sigh, shoving the money into your wallet. You knew that tone of voice. Asmo was up to no good.

"Yes?"

"So, get this! I saw this thing online and-"

"No."

Asmo deflates like a balloon. "Aww, c'mon MC! Please?!" he whines. He takes your hands in his, giving you the best, most saddest pair of puppy dog eyes that he can muster up.

You don't budge.

"Fine!" he pouts. "It's not like I wanted you to sit on my lap anyways! You're not my little sibling or anything, nope! Just some human who's adorable and so fragile and cute and oh please MC, can we do it, please?!"

"Fine!" you finally yell, flustering. Asmo just looked so sad, and it was starting to get pathetic.

In reality you just didn't want to see him upset but shhh don't tell him that

You hesitantly lower yourself onto Asmo's lap, with him beaming like a kid on Christmas. He hugs your waist, squealing, rocking you back and forth.

"Asmo- stop!" you laugh as he peppers kisses all over your cheeks.

"You're just so cute! Like a little kid! I'm gonna ask Lucifer if we can officially adopt you!"

beelzebub

Beezlebub and you were the only two left at the dinner table. You had kitchen duty, so you were just waiting for Beel to finish eating as you scroll through your D.D.D.

A video pops up on your feed, and you decide to watch it, keeping your volume turned down as to not disturb Beel. A little pudgy kid waddles up to his mother, smiling, giving her grabby hands.

"What do you want?" the mother grins. "Go away."

The kid just laughs, jumping up and down until the mother picks him up and places him on her lap. She starts to kiss his chubby red cheeks, and the little kid laughs, whining: "Mooooom, stop!"

You can't contain your own smile.

"Beel, can we do this?"

The orange haired demon looks up, cheeks resembling a chipmunk's. He blinks, looks at your phone, then back to you, then swallows his food.

"Do what?"

You show him the video. Beel takes another huge bite from his food.

"Okay."

"I expected more of a protest," you hum, but get up anyways, giddy.

"Why?" Beel asks, genuinely confused. He pushes himself away from the table a bit so you have more room. You shrug, then sit on his lap, smiling happily.

"I feel like a kid again."

Beel hugs you close, still eating. "Why? Aren't you already still a kid?"

"No. Technically, yes. But no."

"Oh."

Beel finishes eating and looks at you. "Well, you'll always be a kid to me."

"I don't know how to take that," you chuckle. "But thank you, Beelie."

belphegor

Belphegor's personality doesn't just revolve around sleeping all day.

... However he is the Avatar of Sloth, so it's kind of hard to not catch this man napping the day away, which makes it hard for you to crawl into his lap like a little kid. But rest assured, (no pun intended), that you will catch Belphie awake, and you will sit in his lap, if it's the last thing you do.

Which it will probably be, considering he choked you after you hugged him.

You wander around the house, looking for the youngest demon brother. You look in the living room, the library, even in Levi's room! He screamed when you randomly busted inside, trying to hide the obvious dating sim character he was talking to on his phone.

Honestly, same Levi

"I'm never gonna find Belphie," you grumble.

"Why not?" a voice asks.

"Because he's stupid and good at hiding and- wait. Belphie!"

You tackle him, Belphegor laughing as he catches you in his arms. He twirls you, you giggling like crazy.

"You're so mean to me, you know that?" You flick Belphegor's forehead.

"You're like my own little human sibling, of course I'm going to be mean to you." Belphegor lightly headbutts you in response. "But what did you need me for?"

"I wanna sit in your lap."

"You mean, like a kid?"

"Yeah."

"Like a baby?"

"Yes, Belphie."

"Like a little pathetic-"

"Belphegor I swear I will kick your balls if you don't shut up."

Belphegor gives you a cheeky smile before rolling his eyes. "Fine, I'll let you sit in my lap, you big baby."

Cut to the two of you in the living room, Belphegor napping as you play video games on your phone, resting atop his lap. He stirs, you grumbling as you get hit by an enemy. You pause your game and look to the youngest demon sibling.

"I could kill you right now, Belphie."

"You wouldn't dare," he replies, sleep slurring his words.

You just laugh, not saying anything afterwards, going back to your game.

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belphiesreverie · 4 years

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Give Me Your Attention

(Belphegor x reader)

This is a CYOA story. You will have choices at the end of each chapter and 3 days to cast your vote before the decision is locked in. Choose carefully, your decisions will affect not only your outcome, but the outcome of the characters as well

(This chapter is much shorter than the others will be, it’s just setting up for the main event)

Prologue.

You stared tentatively at the app on your home screen. The app that you had been avoiding as of recently. It wasn’t that you hated the game, it was actually a huge source of comfort for you. Well, at least it used to be. Lately, the characters seemed...off. Like they had gone off script and started behaving of their own accord. You say ‘characters’ but the only really noticeable change had been in Belphie.

You’d noticed he would say things occasionally that you’d never had him say before, or that the other brothers would make offhanded remarks about him... some even seeming afraid? At first you had thought it might’ve been an event that was going on. Something the dev��s has just forgotten to promote. But the friends you asked who played it had told you that they hadn’t had anything of the sort happen. Their games were completely normal. So there it sat, tucked away in the back of your games folder with all notifications off. But you had seen promotion of a new event that seemed really interesting and you couldn’t resist coming back to the game once again.

Before you could change your mind about it, you clicked open the app to be greeted by the one who had caused your recent anxiety. Belphie’s voice spoke the title and the music cued in at the normal time. But Belphie wasn’t blinking. He was staring at you with both eyes. Doesn’t he normally have one closed? Perhaps you were just remembering wrong. Against your better judgement, you clicked into the game to be greeted by Levi on your home screen. He seemed to be normal, smiling and saying his scripted lines, but you could’ve sworn he looked off to the side at one point with fear quickly flashing over his face.

Taking a quick glance over your home screen, the abundant amount of messages had startled you. It had only been a month or so, how did you get to over 200 in such a short amount of time? Skimming quickly over all the chats that had been messaged, you noticed that most of them had come from... Belphie. That was strange. You would assume that the most would be from larger group chats or from the chats you weren’t actively a part of. It was quite unusual to get so many from one of the boys.

Deciding to start from the oldest and work your way up, you quickly made your way through them all. Unconsciously, you let a smile slip onto your face; you really did miss your boys and all the shenanigans they got themselves into. Whilst going through the messages you thought to yourself how silly it was to have avoided and neglected them all just over some anxiety caused by something so small. It was probably just you blowing it out of proportion or imagining things. There was no way the characters could’ve been acting weird, they’re just code and drawings.

Finally getting through the large chunk of messages from Belphie, you reached your most recent one. It was an invitation to hang out from Beel! You smiled to yourself a little bit more, wondering what resteraunt he would invite you out to this time. Or maybe he’d change things up this time? Just as you were about to click into it and respond, a new message from Belphie popped up. Strange. You’d never caught them come through before. Glancing to the message preview, your blood ran cold. You felt your heart practically stop and all anxiety you had felt about the game came flooding back.

Belphegor: You’re cute when you smile

Maybe it was just a coincidence. Yeah, it had to have been. There’s no way he could’ve seen you smiling, he’s just code. Calming yourself down, you were left with the choice:

💜- Answer Belphie first

❤️-Answer Beel first

The choice has been made

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thewritetofreespeech · 4 months

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Could I request the seven brothers' reactions to seeing s/o sleeping in a skimpy nightgown or lingerie?

Obey me boys + s/o in sexy lingerie for a sleepover

Lucifer

He wants to pretend that he’s more dignified than his brothers, but he is still a man. His sexiest version of lingerie is something that is subtlety revealing. The ‘idea’ of what’s underneath is what’s most enticing. Seems like he’s not interested but his hands are immediately on you the minute you’re in bed.

Mammon

Mammon is a ‘visual’ learner. Which means if you want to get his attention you’ll have to show him; he’ll miss it like the ‘b’ in subtle is you play coy with him. He also likes clothes & fashion, so you coming to bed in some luxury brand teddy, or better yet something you mopped up from one of your shows together, is like a 2-for-1 sale to him. Careful not to rip it, as he knows that it’s expensive, but some of those lacings on lux brands get on his nerves!

Levi

He can’t cope with it. Either he gets too over stimulate and gets a nose bleed, or just not interested. Sexy lingerie just isn’t in Levi’s wheelhouse. NOW…if the sexy lingerie is cosplay or anime themed, he’s all in. Come to bed in a cute bunny outfit, or classic Morrigan get up, and Levi will actually pause his game to come to bed with you. Even if it’s a new release.

Satan

His opinion on it is very middle of the road. Of course seeing you in something sexy is something he’s going to be interested in, but he also finds costumes like this rather frivolous. Why put on something so intricate and specific just to wear it for a few moments, then take it off? Like Lucifer (although he will deny it) something more casual and glossy is more sexy to him. Like a long, sheer nightgown or his pajama tops that hang on your frame, with no bottoms.

Asmo

He loves it so much! Obviously, being the Avatar of Lust, anything sexy is something he’s very into. The fact that you’re wearing it especially for him (or at least that’s what he keeps telling himself) if a bonus. Would want to wear sexy lingerie too since he’s pretty gender fluid with his wardrobe. Also has a whole closet of stuff for you to try on as well.

Beel

Not really a fan of sexy lingerie. It’s nice and all, but he thinks it’s a bit excessive. Also they are usually made out of lace, sheer, or thin materials, so Beel is scared of ripping it if he touches it. Honestly, his version of ‘sexy lingerie’ is booty shorts and a t-shirt. Being natural and comfortable is very sexy too him.

Belphie

Also doesn’t like it. It’s too complicated to get out of, and unlike Beel he’ll just tear it off. Also, why would you wear something so uncomfortable to bed? It doesn’t look very cozy to sleep in or get comfortable. Belphie personally thinks it’s a waste of money.

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thewritetofreespeech · 10 months

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Hey there!! First things first, I love your writing so much 😭😭😭 I’m obsessed with your blog

I have a request for the seven brothers from obey me!

I was wondering how each of them would react to their s/o who got in some kind of trouble and comes home covered in blood, in shock, not being able to speak at first?

If you can write it I’d be really grateful 💖

Obey me Brothers + Bloodspattered MC

Lucifer

He had been waiting up for them when he finally heard the door open.

They were supposed to be home an hour ago. Lucifer appreciated that time could get away from a person, especially a human, but it was incredibly rude for them not to call or text that they were going to be late. So, he waited up for them. One to make sure they were ok, and two to give them a talking to.

Closing his book, he stood up from his large leather chair and stepped into the foyer. “I certainly hope your watch is broken. Otherwise, I have no idea why you would be so….” He trailed off as he came around the corner, saw [Y/N], and felt all the blood run from his face as he saw them covered in it.

“[Y/N]! What happened?!”

He rushed to their side. Trying to do a preliminary assessment as they muttered and stumbled over some words. Clearly still to jarred to speak.

Lucifer sighed as he couldn’t see any physical injuries on them. Thankfully, in a way, the blood wasn’t theirs. “There, there. Let’s get you cleaned up first then we’ll talk. I’ve told you. Going out into the Devildom alone was dangerous.”

He ushered them up the stairs and to the bathroom. He hated to say he told them so, but he did. Why did no one ever listen to him?

Mammon

Mammon was pissed. He hated being stood up. Not only did it leave him with feelings of inadequacy and neglect he was all too familiar with, but he wasted a perfectly good outfit.

[Y/N] was supposed to meet him at the Hellfire club for the launch of his new campaign for Belle Nuit Couture. One of the newest and hottest fashion lines in the Devildom, and he was the star. This was a party for him and he had invited [Y/N] as his date and they stood him up!

He couldn’t enjoy the party at all after that and, after several glasses of champagne and free tote bags, Mammon left to go home and give [Y/N] a piece of his mind.

The car dropped him off at the gate and he walked up. The front steps coming into view as he got closer, and seeing [Y/N] sitting on them.

“Hey! Ya got some nerve standing me up!” He called as he came closer. “I got you on the guest list for the most exclusive party in probably the world, and ya don’t even show up! Man. You’re really selfish if you think—” His rant stopped mid sentence as [Y/N] turned their head up to look at him. Face covered in blood. Along with the rest of them, he realized.

“I don’t have my key.”

Mammon dropped the gift bags and raced over to [Y/N]’s side. “What the hell happened!? Who did this to you?!”

“I don’t….I don’t….”

“Why didn’t you call me?!”

“They took my phone.”

“They?! Who’s they?!” He could feel his blood boiling. His shoulder blades tense and itching as his wings tried to come out, along with the rest of his demon form. Who would hurt his [Y/N]?! “I’m calling the car back.”

“Wh….Why….”

“To get you to a hospital!” Mammon shouted. Already on the phone and telling the car to turn around. “Here. Lean on me. No wait, I’ll carry you.”

“Your shirt….”

“Who cares about that?!” He was already picking [Y/N] up bridal style. The blood sticky and messy as it pressed against his expensive new BNC attire. No one else in the world had this line yet, and he’d already ruined it. But [Y/N] was more important.

Levi

Most people knew to leave Levi alone when he was on a new game grind.

He expected no less than 72 uninterrupted hours of gaming when the cellophane seal came off the packaging, followed by minimal interruptions for the next 7-10 business days.

It was why, when he first heard the knock, that he thought that he had imagined it. This was a horror game after all. Creepy noises were expected to come up now and then. But, he quickly realized, door knocks did not come up in forest sequences of a game, so he went to go check the door.

“Oh, hey [Y/N]. Wow! Is this a new cosplay for the game?! What dedication! I didn’t even know that there were characters like this in the game. You must have gone real otaku and checked the forums. Good for you! This blood looks so real too. What did you use? This doesn’t look like syrup or a synthetic mix or….”

Levi suddenly realized that the reason the blood looked so real was because it was real. His beautiful [Y/N]-hime-sama, was covered in blood, and just staring at him with these big, sunken doe eyes. He felt all of his blood drain from his face. His stomach felt sick. He had a very low threshold for non-animated blood, and he was starting to feel woozy.

“Oh…oh no…I must have triggered another real world game experience. That’s it.” He tried to rationalize. “Y-Yeah. That’s it. This is just like the otome game we got stuck in before. D-Don’t worry. We’ll figure this out. Let’s get you cleaned up first and then we’ll beat the game together [Y/N]. Just like always.”

Yes. Right. This was just a game. This was just a game. This wasn’t really real. It was all a game.

Satan

When reading a good book, Satan lost all track of time. Many a night he had been alerted to the time by the sun coming up, or his alarm for school, breaking through his intense focus, only to realize he had been up all night. He wasn’t sure what time it was when he heard the knock, but he was pretty sure it was late. It just felt that way.

Saving his place in his book, Satan got up from his bed to answer the door and was shocked to find [Y/N] there. Covered in blood.

“Good gods [Y/N]! What happened?!”

“It…It was….They….” They could barely speak, their hands shaking as well, and Satan wanted to feel sympathy for them. However, all he could feel was anger swelling up in his chest.

He heard the word ‘they’ and his mind quickly deduced that someone or something had done this to [Y/N]. A being out that had the suicidal gall to touch them. Hurt someone precious to him.

He could already feel the violent storm of his rage building within him, ready to smite any and all who played part in this. But then, just as quickly, he took a deep breath and tampered it down. [Y/N] and their safety was more important right now. Nothing else but that mattered right now.

“Come inside. I’ll get you some towels. We’ll get you cleaned up and we can talk about it. If you want.”

Hopefully [Y/N] had names, because he really didn’t want to go student to student hunting down whoever knew anything. Not that he wasn’t willing to.

Asmo

Asmo was pretty irritated.

[Y/N] was supposed to come home straight after the committee meeting and they were supposed to have a cute night in together. Movies, popcorn, facials, pedicures, maybe some light petting under the covers; though that last one was all Asmo’s idea. But they never showed up!

He got that sometimes these committee meetings for events could take a while. He had certainly been involved in a few due to his popularity and excellent party planning skills. But all night??

He had been so irritated that Asmo snuck into their room to wait for them. Sitting on their bed with his best ‘and just where have you been at this hour?’ look to let them know that he was annoyed they missed their date.

But, the hours ticked on, and eventually Asmo fell asleep on their bed. Drifting to sleep rather peacefully, until the door opened.

“[Y/N]….?” He said groggily. Rubbing his eyes as he sat up. “Where have you been?” Ok, maybe not as accusatory as he originally intended, but the spirit was there.

His eyes eventually adjusted from sleep and the dark to spot them. Back lit from the hallway, but with just enough light for him to see they were covered in blood. “[Y/N]! What happened?!”

Asmo quickly sprung from the bed and raced over to them. “Oh no! Your poor clothes! Your hair! Are you alright?!” They looked a mess, but intact. Not that their outfit could really be saved. “Come with me. We’ll get you cleaned up in my bathroom. No one will bother us there. I was so worried [Y/N] but I never dreamed….oh never mind. Here, take my hand. We’ll get you cleaned up and into bed before you know it.”

Beel

Beel was always happiest when he was in his room with Belphie.

It was quiet. Just them. And he could finally relax after a long day just in his room with his twin. He had missed Belphie a lot when he had been banished to the attic, but was very happy he was back.

Beel was sitting on his bed, eating snacks, and getting ready to hit the hay when he heard a knock at their door. Belphie was already asleep, so he went to go get it. Thinking one of his other, equally important brothers needed him for something.

He was shocked to find [Y/N] on the other side of the door. Their face pale, except for the blood all over it. “[Y/N]!”

He cried out their name in alarm and pulled them into the room and close to look at them. “What happened to you!? I just saw you an hour ago, how could you….” His mind was suddenly racing with ideas. None of them good. His mind was also racing towards memories of the past. Deep in the past. Of the last time he actually saw Lilith before she was lost to them forever.

‘No, no, no! Not again! This can’t be happening again! This isn’t happening again!’

“What’s going on…..”

Belphie

Belphie sat up in his bed, hearing the commotion.

He yawned and rubbed his eyes, asking what was happening. In this family it could be anything from a blown fuse to the world was ending, so no reason to get excited until it was necessary.

He fully opened his eyes and saw Beel standing there with [Y/N]. His brother, wide eyed with a terrified look, and [Y/N] just standing there was a dazed expression. The only color in their expression was the blood actually clinging to their body. “What the hell happened?!”

“I..I don’t know!” Beel answered. Terrified, and still holding on to [Y/N]’s shoulders. “They just showed up like this.”

“Well are they injured or hurt or something?” Belphie asked as he came over to look at them.

“I don’t know!” Beel just repeated. He sounded like on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Belphie could feel his own panic attack rising. Funny how, not long ago, he actually dreamed of doing something like this to [Y/N]. Now the thought of losing them made him sick and impossibly fearful. “We…We should go get Lucifer.”

He didn’t know what to do or what happened. And whenever he didn’t know anything his brain immediately thought ‘we should get Lucifer’. Though he pretended to hate him, and said mean, cruel things to the man, he still needed his big brother.

“H…He’ll know what to do. He always does. I…I’ll go get him. You stay here with [Y/N].”

Beel nodded, but Belphie didn’t see it as he took off with a speed not often seen from the youngest brother. He just had to get Lucifer. He would make everything alright. He always did. It would be alright.

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thewritetofreespeech · 1 year

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Hello! Can I please request a headcanon for the obey me characters? I was thinking of the brothers (separately) having a s/o who is great at making music and decided to write a cute little love song to them? I was thinking of something like how they’d react or if they would like it etc lol, honestly it’s up to you! I’m okay with anything 😊

Obey me Brothers + s/o writing a song for them.

Lucifer

Obviously the biggest music fan out of the bunch. So he is very interested in their talent.

Incredibly moved by their song, knowing the work it takes to compose one.

Praises them, but also provides feedback which is appreciated.

Hopes to have it put on a vinyl. Which becomes one of his prized possessions.

Mammon

Shocked that they wrote a song for him & them.

No one ever does nice things like this for Mammon. The only songs he’s ever gotten are mean, bully songs about ‘Scummy-mon’ or something else his brothers call him.

He may honestly cry a little, but shrug it off like he has something in his eye.

Shyly asks them to sing it for him often when they are alone.

Levi

May pass out he’s so embarrassed and excited.

On the one hand, it’s embarrassing to have someone confess their love so passionately to an otaku like him that they wrote him a song.

On the other hand, have an original OST has always been a dream of his that finally comes true.

It’s his new favorite song. Tied only with Ruri-chan’s Mochi Maki Yeah Yeah Yeah hit from her 3rd limited edition album.

Satan

It’s….unexpected.

Given his past, and his temperament before MC, he never thought someone would write a song for him. Let alone love him.

He’s touched beyond words. Which is certainly something for Satan.

Tries to read about composing music to reciprocate, but he’s all thumbs when it comes to it; and he refuses to ask Lucifer for help.

Asmo

Has had songs written about him before. To hear him tell it, Asmo is the inspiration of all love songs in existence.

But this is a song from MC! It’s extra special!

Loves it, of course, and wants to get it put on Devilgram immediately for other people to hear it

Creates his own little dance for it.

Beel

Surprised, and a little embarrassed.

It’s a really nice song. He just doesn’t know how he feels about someone singing about him; even if it’s MC.

Beel is usually very shy about things other than food or his physique, so he’s a little nervous about having all these feelings on them.

He does like it but ask that they not sing it to anyone else but him this one time.

Belphie

Not sure how he feels about it.

It’s sweet, of course, and he does appreciate it. But grand gestures like this make him uncomfortable. He didn’t get you anything.

Smiles though and tells them of his appreciation. He’s never thought of himself as ‘a man of songs’ before.

Records it and listens to it every night like it’s a white noise machine.

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thewritetofreespeech · 2 years

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Touch your Tail - Obey me

Levi

“Can I touch your tail?”

“W-W-W-What?????” Levi stammered out, turning to you with a shocked expression. Followed by the quintessential de-powering sound of a video game player death. “Oh no Yumi!”

“Geez. Sorry I asked.”

You didn’t think asking to touch Levi’s tail would be this much of a drama. But, then again, you weren’t really surprised. The otaku demon almost always spazzed out over any kind of physical interaction; from holding hands to even sitting close to each other. You just never thought he’d freak out enough to lose focus in his video game. That was certainly new.

“W-W…Why do you want to touch it?”

“I don’t know. I just sort of realized I never had, and wanted to.” This was far as your plan went, and you hadn’t thought it would take this long to get through it.

“B-B-But! It’s private!” Levi sputtered out. The tips of his ears bright red. “Why would you want to touch a crumby otaku tail like mine anyway?”

“Because I think it’s cool.” You reply with a shrug.

“C-C-C-Cool!?!”

“Levi, if you keep overacting and getting flustered to the point of stammering all the time, we’re never going to get anywhere.”

The demon, who’s face had turned pink now, whined a little down in his chest before he set his shoulders, closed his eyes tight, and shifted into his demon form. His tail coiling out behind him as his horns poked out from his purple hair.

His tail is a lot bigger than you realized, now that you were up close. Usually you were standing a few feet away from him. Not crisscross-applesauce on the floor of Levi’s room in his gaming nook. Perhaps that played a factor as well.

You reach out and brush his tail with your fingertips. The cool scales glisten under your touch. Like those holographic picture books that you had as a kid. They feel very snake like, and you suddenly wonder if his beloved Henry 1 felt the same way if you touched him.

“O-Ok! That’s enough!”

You look up at Levi’s muffled declaration. His hands covering his nose and mouth, while his face was as red as a tomato. “I can’t take it anymore! I yield!”

Pulling back with a snicker, you stop touching Levi’s tail and hand him a box of tissues. “I you really going anime trope #187 on me right now?”

“N-N-No!” He insisted, but took the tissues and turned around quickly so you couldn’t see.

Satan

“Can I touch your tail?”

The question seemed to catch Satan so off guard he nearly fell off the library ladder he was standing on. “Excuse me?”

“Can I touch your tail?” You repeated, although not sure why you had to. Satan was a clever man. He should have understood what you were asking, as it was a simple request made with simple words.

The blonde’s delicate brow knitted and he put the book in his hand away before grabbing another one, seemingly at random. “No.”

“Aww…why not?”

“Because,” he replied as he stepped down, “it’s….inappropriate.”

Satan walked off, but you were quick in toe. “Is it a kinky demon thing?”

“No.”

“Is like touching things behind a velvet rope inappropriate?”

“NO.”

“Then how is it inappropriate?”

“It just is ok?!” Satan snapped at you as he wiped around to shout the words at you. “How would you feel if I touched something private of yours?”

You look at Satan for a moment before you wiggle your eyebrows at him. Causing Satan to blush. “Why do you want to touch it anyway?”

Honestly, you didn’t have a good answer. So you just shrug. “I don’t know. I realized I never had before. Then I thought, cats sometimes like it when you pet their tails. Maybe Satan would like that too.” It was a dirty trick to use Satan’s one weakness against him.

But it seemed to work as the demon stiffened for a moment, huffed through his nose, and then shifted into his demon form. “Quick. Before someone comes back here looking for some obscure Amaltian literacy text.”

There was a quick quip on your tongue about how the only one in the library that would be looking for obscure Amaltian text, or anything in this back portion of the library, was Satan, but you choose to let it go since you were getting your way.

His tail was a lot more spiney than you thought it would be. Like a skeleton tail. All the vertebra nearly stacked one after the other like on a Halloween skeleton you’d seen once. The tail a bright, ominous green to stay away.

“Ouch!” You yip as you ran your fingers over a section, and a sharp spot nicked your skin.

“Damnit!” Satan hissed. Instantly shifting out of his demon form and taking your hands in his. “Let me see.” He examined your finger carefully, then sighed in relief as he saw no injury. “This is why I didn’t want you to touch it. I’m the Demon of Wrath. My tail, and everything about me, is meant for violence. I knew you’d get hurt if you insisted on this.”

Your face, and mood, fell. You felt silly and stupid for pressuring him into this, and not taking the hint when offered. “I’m sorry. I just…thought it would help us get closer.” You look up at Satan and stare into his bright green eyes. “And, for the record: I don’t think everything about you is meant for violence.”

The corner of Satan’s mouth jutted up and he muttered, “silly human.” Before he kissed the pad of your ‘wounded’ finger and walked hand and hand with you out of the library.

Belphie

“Can I touch your tail?”

Belphie looked up from his pillow. He even brushed his hair out of his face to look at you. “Hentai.”

Your face turned immediately red, and you move to jump up from the bed and sprint out of there. You’d Deviltube how the movie ended.

Before you could get too far, Belphie caught your hand gently to keep you there. “I’m sorry. I was teasing. What brought this on?”

“I-I don’t know….” You felt rather embarrassed now and didn’t want to tell him that it looked soft the last time you saw it. “I just though….it was something new….”

The youngest demon brother smiled listlessly, and shifted effortlessly into his demon form. “Go ahead.” He replied, curling around his pillow as he unfurled his tail. “But then I get to touch something of yours.”

You choose not to dignify that with a response, but also too prideful to back out now.

His tail was long and thick. Thicker than you had imagined. Perhaps you thought it would be narrower like a cat or some kind of mouse, but it actually took your whole hand to wrap around it. It also wasn’t as soft as you thought.

It was soft, enough, but the fur on his tail was a little courser. Like velvet in a way. The hair at the tip of his tail was very soft though, and also very fine.

“Is there a twig stuck in your tail?” You ask, coming around the small piece of wood trapped in the fine hair nest you had been admiring. “How could you have a twig in here? You’re like…never in your demon form. How long has it been here? Do you ever brush it out? Belphie I…..”

You trail off as you realized Belphie was asleep. Apparently lulled there by your soft pets (or perhaps because he hadn’t had a nap in an hour). “Well, guess I’m off the hook.” You mutter to yourself as you let his tail go and let him sleep.

Barbatos

“Can I touch your tail?”

Barbatos continued to pour the tea, as if he completely missed what you had asked him. “I don’t think that would be wise.”

“Why?” You asked as he handed you your cup. “Is it poisonous?”

The demon chuckled. “No. It’s not poisonous. It’s just not something that I think you’d like to touch. It has a rather unappealing texture, for some people.”

You pout as you bite your tongue to not ask who else had touched Barbatos tail. “The RAD News said that your tail had a wet texture, but it wasn’t slimy.”

“Don’t believe everything you read in print.” He cautioned, before taking a sip of his own tea. After a moment, and long pause, Barbatos sat his cup on the saucer and sat the set down. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”

You want to say yes. That you could be a grown up and let this go, but apparently your silence was enough of an answer for Barbatos and he shifted into demon form. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

His tail coiled out from behind him and reached out towards you, while you did the same with your hand. The paper had been right; it did feel wet, but not slimy. Sort of like how snakes & lizards always felt kind of damp even if they weren’t. His tail was pretty though. The bright blues winkled and sparkled back at you at your touch. It really was fascinating.

Your fingers continued to touch over the scales, when suddenly one of the dual tips in your hand broke off and you were suddenly holding a big chunk of Barbatos’s tail in your hand while the rest of it slithered away. “Oh dear…..”

You broke out in a scream. Dropping the tail on the ground and nearly climbing over the top of your chair to get away if Barbatos hadn’t stopped you. “[Y/N], [Y/N]! Calm down.”

“Calm down?!” You shriek back.

“Yes. Calm down.” The demon repeated, and showed you his tail. Already two pronged again at the end. “It’s a bad, unsightly habit my tail does when it’s touched for too long. It thinks someone is trying to get a hold of it, so it’s a defense mechanism.”

“You didn’t think to warn me about that?!”

“I honestly forgot.” ‘Forgot??’ You want to yell at him. “It’s been an exceedingly long time since anyone has touched my tail. I genuinely didn’t think about it. Or perhaps thought that it would behave if it was you.”

You hear Barbatos’s apology and slowly climb down back into your seat; and back into your skin. “A million possibilities of reality, and you didn’t think that this could be one?”

The demon chuckled at your remark about his powers. “Whenever you’re around there are just too many possibilities to count.” He told you. “But, I do apologize. Lets finish our tea and, hopefully by then, I’ll have come up with some possibility to make it up to you.”

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New Years Kisses - Obey Me

Lucifer

Believes in the traditional NYE

A 5 star dinner at Hell’s Kitchen. Multicourse meal. Wines and champagne. The works.

Takes your home to open at very special bottle at New Year’s at midnight.

Kisses you firmly and passionately. “I am so happy you are mine for another year.”

Mammon

Has tickets to the best concert at the Devildom, and you’re invited!

VIP all the way. Champagne in the limo. Champagne back stage. Nothing but the best for this MC.

Pretty tipsy by midnight but still insists you kiss.

“You’re mine!” He would insist, before pulling you close and kissing you. “I’m your first. I want to be your only....”

Levi

Gaming until midnight!

Levi has it planned that with all his power ups you can be the big boss in VR by midnight

You grind all night. Killing zombies and orcs and all sorts of magical life.

When you finally beat the big boss, Levi leans in and kisses you, reciting from the hero on the screen, “Y-Your the hero I’ve been looking for. I want us to fight together always!”

Satan

Also a traditionalist, but in a private way

Has wine chilling when you arrive, and made you a meal while his brothers went out

Gifts you with a book of love poems that can convey his heart more than he

“I’m good with books and not with words but...” kisses you softly at the stroke of midnight, “but I hope my love can reach you as it is.”

Asmo

Invited to so many parties he almost can’t decide!

You party hop for most of the evening. From on A list party to the next! Champagne, caviar, the work!

On your way to the last party Asmo pulls you close in the Unber and kisses you.

“I may belong to the lifestyle my dear, by my heart is only yours.” Before you come out in Devildom Central Park for the grandest party of all.

Beel

Doesn't want to go out. Wants to stay in with you and Belphie and his own private buffet

Shares his cakes and dishes with you, which is the happiest he can be

Not a big drinker, but shares a glasses of bubbly with you at midnight

When it’s about to strike, he sets his food down and wipes his mouth. Looking at you with a new kind of hunger. “I'm hungry for something else,” and kisses you.

Belphie

An “asleep by 10:00″ NYE person but still a participant in your NYE with Beel

Lays curled up at your side for the whole evening. And, if you try to move, will cling to you so you can’t.

At midnight, like Sleeping Beauty’s kiss, he springs up and looks at you.

“Oh, it’s midnight.” Then he kisses you and announced, “I’m your first kiss of the New Year.” If you try to argue he just shouts, “I’M YOUR FIRST KISS OF THE NEW YEAR!” Then falls back asleep.

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 years

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I don't know if you've done this before :( but could you maybe write about the Obey me brothers after an argument with MC?? Like a fight make up kind of situation??

400 years later.....

Well, maybe not that long, but certainly long enough. I'm sorry >.<. Hope this doesn't put you off on sending other things because I did like doing this one!

Obey me Brothers + MC After a Fight

Lucifer

It was late into the evening when you heard the knock at your door. Before you could ask who it was, you heard the even timber of Lucifer’s voice behind the door. “[Y/N], it’s me. May I come in?” There was a long pause than usual between his introduction and question, seeming to debate asking, or your response, before he asked it.

To be honest, he had a right to be cautious because you weren’t sure what your answer would be before you opened your mouth. “Yes. Come in.”

The heavy door opened and Lucifer stepped in. Prim and as well stationed as ever, but the confidence normally in his face diminished just the slightest. “I…came to apologize.” The words seem to want to drag out of his throat. Like it’s the hardest thing he’s ever had to say. Not the best start for an apology.

“You didn’t have to treat me that way.” You tell him. Telling you like a child in front of everyone. Getting your hand smacked for something you didn’t even do. No coming to give some lack luster, dutiful apology he doesn’t mean. “And don’t say your sorry if you’re not.”

“I am sorry.” Lucifer insisted, before he took a deep breath and tried to relax. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have embarrassed you like that in front of everyone. I was upset, and took it out on you. Sometimes you’re an easy target because I know you’ll care for me no matter what I do. We always hurt most the ones we love.” Your cheeks tint at the comment. Damn him and his suave words.

The demon makes the effort to cross the threshold and take your hands. “Please know that I am truly sorry for my behavior. I will strive to never make you feel foolish, or less than, again. My mission in life now is to show you how much more than I find you over everyone else.”

You roll your eyes a little at the comment. “Let’s not get carried away. You’re starting to sound like Asmo.”

You giggle when Lucifer gave a forced, disgusted shutter. He then lifted your hands to his lips and gave them a kiss. “Am I forgiven?” He asked.

“I suppose.” Annoyingly, he was right. You would always care for, and love him, so it was hard to stay mad at him for long.

“Good,” he said, with his usual prideful smile, “I’m glad. I do plan to still make it up to you though. So make no plans for Saturday.”

“Will do.” You agreed. Giving him a tiny salute. He then left to let you finish getting ready for bed. Ideas of how he’d ‘make it up to you’ swirling in your head.

Mammon

There was a sharp rap at your door that rung out clear in your room over your headphones. You were curious who was here at this hour, but got up to go answer the door before the tried again.

You open the door and are immediately confronted with a bundle of flowers being shoved in your face. Almost to the point of the blooms bursting against your cheeks. You stagger, at the afront of color, and the bouquet is pulled back slightly to reveal Mammon behind them. “I…bought you these flowers. To say I’m sorry.” The more he talked the more his voice trailed off. His normally confidence draining like the color from his face.

“Isn’t it rather cliché to buy someone flowers to apologize?”

Mammon flinched at your criticism. “I didn’t know what else to do. If you don’t like them I’ll buy you something else. Anything you want! Just please…talk to me.” Please forgive me, was what he was really saying.

You look at the demon for a moment. His defeated stance not fitting into his character at all. Ironic, since the fight was about Mammon being too full of himself. Confidence was one thing, but ever now and then it was too much, and when you tried to talk to him about it he turned on you. He had immediately regretted it, but you refused to talk to him for several days after to cool off.

Apparently, that was the worse punishment he could think of.

“You don’t need to buy me anything Mammon. I’ve already forgiven you.”

“Really??” He asked. Seeming unsure of what he’d heard or that he could trust you.

“Really.” You repeat, and immediate find yourself in his arms. Your flowers falling to the floor as he hugged you.

“Thank you [Y/N]! I’ll never do anything stupid like that again! I promise!”

“Well now, let’s not make promises we can’t keep.” You tease. Patting his back. “We all make mistakes Mammon. I’ll be angry with you sometimes, but I generally forgive you. How can I stay mad at my ‘First Man’ for long?” His hold on you tightened a little. It lingered for a moment longer before he let you go.

“Yeah. Right. Don’t you forget it.”

Levi

You were getting ready to head downstairs when there was a knock at your door. It was a surprise, since you were going down to meet everyone. So who was up here now? You open the door and find everyone’s favorite otaku, out of his hole and in front of your door, staring at you.

“Y-Y-You…You weren’t answering my texts.” Levi finally got out.

“That should have been a hint.” You tell him. Perhaps a bit more curt than need be.

The bluenette straightened in alarm before his shoulder slumped again. “I know. I’m sorry! But I couldn’t stand the thought of you being mad at me! I know I can get a little…-“crazy?” You interjected –“excited about my games and stuff, but I really didn’t mean to snap at you!”

The two of you had been playing some new quest game that was all the rage apparently on the deep otaku net. Supposedly it was unbeatable. No one had actually ever seen the final boss ending yet. Which of course meant Levi was determined to be the first. Confident that his eons of experience wouldn’t lead him astray.

Sadly, the legends of the unbeatable game were true. And after hour after hour of crushing defeat Levi snapped and took it out on you. He’s locked himself in his room after. Ashamed, and upset that he hurt you; if his texts were anything to go off of.

“I threw the game away and I’ll never play it again. I promise! I’ll never go all rage beast mode on you again as long as I live! Just please forgive me and talk to me again!”

“Oh Levi, it’s not that serious.” You insist as you reach out your hand to his clasped ones in front of you. Reassuring him. “We all get a little crazy when things don’t go our way. I forgive you. In the future lets try to play games that are a little less….taxing on our relationship, if we can manage.”

“R-R-R! Relationship!” Levi stammered. Turning bright red in front of you, which made you giggle. You lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek. Really frying his circuits. Maybe it was a little bit out of you missing Levi when you were fighting. And maybe it was also his ‘punishment’ for the fight as well.

Satan

Tucking into your homework for the evening, you look up from your desk when there was a knock at the door. It was sharp, to the point. You immediately knew who it was, and debated not answering. However, that would be rude and a level of pettiness not even you could manage.

“Hello Satan,” you greet when you open the door. Correct in guessing who was there. “How can I help you?”

The blonde seemed wounded by your formality, usually such a champion of manners. But he was a clever man and knew you were doing it to put some distance between you. “I came to apologize.”

“As you should.” Ok. Maybe you were a little pettier than you like to admit.

“You’re right, and I should have been here sooner. I was just….embarrassed.” Satan ran his fingers through his hair. “He just makes me so angry sometimes! Being so high and mighty. Bossing us around. I try to keep it under control but….I can’t.” Given he is the Avatar of Wrath, it’s a wonder he made any effort to keep his rage in check. Everyone says he was getting better though. Even his relationship with Lucifer was getting better; even with this spat. “It pains me more than I can tell you to know that I upset you in the process. Turning on you like that like an idiot when you were only trying to help. It was so stupid.”

“It wasn’t very like you.” You admit, and Satan gave a single, bitter scoff.

“Maybe not now. Maybe with you.” Cautiously he reached out his hand to take yours in a gentle hold. “But I am sorry. Please know that I’ll strive to not let my anger get the better of me again.”

“I’m sure you will.” You said. Squeezing his hand back. “And, I forgive you. I should know by now not to get involved with any of your fights. But I care about you all so much.”

“But you care about me most, yes?” He asked with a soft smile. To which you giggle and kiss his cheek.

“Yes. I care for you most.”

Asmo

It was late afternoon when you heard the knock at your door. Typically, everyone was off doing their own activities at this hour, so it was a surprise to have someone looking for you. You open the door cheerfully at first, but then frowned. “Oh. Hello Asmo.”

“Hello [Y/N]-kun.” Asmo greeted brightly, but you could tell it was forced. “I…wanted to come see you. To apologize. For acting so ugly earlier.”

It’s not often that Asmo lost his temper. He usually left that to his silly, older brothers. Rising above in dignified beauty, as he liked to put it. But every now and then it got the best of him, and his tongue was sharper than any knife in the draw when he got that way.

“What you said really hurt Asmo.”

“I know,” he admitted frowning. “I haven’t been able to sleep all night thinking about it. Look at these bags!” You frown as he pointed to his under eyes, and he realized he was being selfish again. “I’m sorry I said such awful things the other day. I don’t have an excuse or fix for it. Except to say that I’m sorry, and I hope you forgive me.”

You let out a soft sigh at his words. He did seem sincere. It was a little odd to see Asmo so down. “Alright, I forgive you.” The demon immediately perked up with his usual smile and took your hands in his.

“Thank you [Y/N]! Let me take you out shopping, as a further apology. I’ll buy you anything you like!”

“So we’ve resorted to bribery now?” Asmo giggled at your joke and you nod. “I’ll right. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to get out. Anything I want?” Asmo nodded and made some suggestions on what you could spend his money on as you walked. Inevitably ending up on lingerie, which earned him a smack.

Beel

You had just gotten back from class when you heard the knock at the door. It startled you. You had only just gotten back a moment ago, so what remarkably good timing.

You finish taking off your uniform jacket before you open the door. Startled, yet again, to find Beel behind it. “Beel?”

“Hi [Y/N].”

An awkward silence filled the space, one that hadn’t been there since you first arrived in the Devildom, before you spoke. “I uh…was going to change. I just got back from class.”

“I know. I waited for you to come back.” The red head confessed. Nervously scratching the back of his head. “I wanted…to talk. I wanted to apologize.”

“You don’t have anything to apologize for.” You reply. Now nervously scratching the back of your head as well. “If anything I should apologize.”

Beel was so sweet and kind. But sometimes, his ‘space cadet ways’ over anything that didn’t involve food or fitness was very hard to deal with. He’d forgotten you were supposed to meet, yet again, so when he showed up an hour late for your date yesterday you had given him an ear full. He’d been hurt, but took it. Now you just felt bad, like you had kicked a puppy, with it over.

“But I should have remembered. It’s not fair that I forgot when we were supposed to meet. Again.” He looked upset with himself and fidgeted with his hands. “I really am sorry I forgot. I don’t want you to think you’re not important or anything. I’m just dumb.”

“You’re not dumb!” You scold Beel. Not accepting him putting himself down like that. “Can’t we just agree that we’re both at fault. You should have remembered, but I shouldn’t have yelled at you either. Can’t we just….make up? I hate fighting with you.”

Beel smiled softly and leaned forward to give you a hug. “I hate fighting too. I think I’ll be ok if we both take blame. That seems fair.” He let you go and stepped back. Seeming back to his usual, easy going self already. “Do you want to do a make up date? If you’re free. I can take you to Madam Scream’s or we can go get Fire Iceies.”

You giggle and nod. “Sure. That would be wonderful.”

Belphie

It was so late at night when you heard the knock at your door that, initially, you thought you dreamt it.

Hearing it again, you woke up and threw on your robe over your pjs to go answer the door. Groggy, and a little concerned as to who could be here at this hour. Something must be wrong.

“Belphie?” You question in a whisper. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to see you.” He said. Remarkably less groggy than you were for a change. “I had to see you.”

“In the middle of the night?” You question. Getting more alert and annoyed at being woken up by him.

“Yes. I couldn’t sleep. Imagine that.” His fingers twirl at his long bangs while he looked down at the floor. “I came to apologize.”

“Apologize?” You repeat. Shocked, more than anything, that he was here to apologize. Not that he did deserve an apology to you, you just didn’t think he’d do it.

“Yes. To apologize. Can we make up now?”

“That’s it??” You remark after his ‘apology’. “You say you’re sorry like that and I’m just supposed to forgive you?”

“Yes. That’s how apologies work.”

“No it isn’t!” You snap. Louder than you wanted to with the late hour. You set your teeth and wheeze through them. You don’t want to start another fight. “You apologize because you feel bad about something and want to make it up to the person. It has to be sincere.”

“I am being sincere.” Belphie insisted. “This is sincere as I get.”

“Well it certainly doesn’t feel like it.” You reply. Crossing your arms.

It was Belphie’s turn to sigh at you. “Look. I’m not like Asmo or the others who are great with words. I came to apologize, and that’s it. I was wrong and I wanted to say I’m sorry. That’s the best I can do.”

“Why do you even want to say your sorry? If you don’t sound like you mean it.”

“Because I hate you being angry with me.” You blink in surprise at Belphie’s confession, and he sighed again. “I hate it. I hate not talking to you. I don’t care what anyone else thinks of me, but if you hate me, I can’t stand it. So, I came to apologize. To do anything so you wouldn’t hate me anymore.”

You uncross your arms and scrunch your lips a little bit. “That’s a better apology.” He looked back up at you with a questioning look. Seeming surprised that he had ‘done good’. “And, I don’t hate you. Just because I’m angry with you, for good reason, doesn’t mean I hate you. I could never hate you.”

The demon smiled softly. His expression tired, but hopeful. “Thanks [Y/N].”

“Now, we need to get back to bed. It is the middle of the night after all. And we have school.”

“Ok.” Belphie agreed. Then stepped into your room and made way to your bed.

“In your own room mister!”

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 years

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im down bad for the obey me brothers... idk if you write straight up nsfw, but if you do could i maybe get mc asking the brothers to finger her until she cums 👉🏻👈🏻 i saw someone ask this on another blog and ive been obsessed with this idea ever since. thank you in advance!

Just made it under the wire for Sexual Sunday!!!

Obey Me Boys + Naughty MC Headcanons (NSFW)

Lucifer

Startled initially, but delighted with your boldness

“You need only ask, my dear one.”

Would have you sit on his lap in his study where you asked him

No one is going to bother you in there because no one, besides you, would dare enter on their own

Once you’re settled he’d pull one glove off his hand with his teeth

His other hand is currently wrapped around your waist

Despite being gloved all the time, his touch is cool on your outer thigh

It slowly moved up your leg and under your uniform skirt

Moving to your inner thigh only when it was under the thin pleaded material

He’d gently urge your legs open, and start to stroke you

On the outside of your panties at first. Feeling them get moist

Then, when you were whimpering on his kneed, he’d slip his fingers past your panties and inside you

His touch is decisive and firm

Well practiced, he has you cumming in seconds or hours

Depends on his mood that day

Does not need you to reciprocate. He’ll get his eventually. Right now is about you

Mammon

Shocked, at first, but quickly tries to recover and act cool

“Ha. Of course you would come to The Great Mammon, and your first man, to take care of you doll.”

Would take you to his room; and be immediately embarrassed at the state it’s in

He wasn’t expecting company

He lays you down on the bed, nestled in his expensive Egyptian cotton sheets, and starts with a soft kiss.

He’d groan audibly when he pulled up your RAD skirt to see you wearing the designer underwear he bought you

Just for him

He’d keep them on and slip his hand down you panties

His touch is shy, at first

He wants to make sure he’s doing it right, what you like

When he starts to hear you moan and feel you buck up into his hand, he gets more confident

Mammon can’t keep his mouth shut to save his life. So it’s no different in bed

Whispers a lot of “you like that baby?”, “does that feel good?”, “you look so hot baby.” in your ear

When you do cum he feels very proud of himself

He’ll lay next to you and kiss you softly

Will ask you to return the favor cause he’s super hard now

Levi

Immediate panic attack

“W-W-Whaaaattt??!”

Doesn’t believe you, at first. Why would you want a gross otaku like him to do....that to you??

Once you convince him that you’re telling him the truth, then you have to convince him to actually do it

He’s red as a tomato

You’d have to go to your room because Levi can’t do it in front of his figurines

He doesn’t want them to see him being all ecchi

Tries to undress you, but his hands shake too much

You’ll have to take your panties, and whatever else, off yourself

Once you’ve reached the point of no return, he’ll screw his courage to the sticking place and go for it

You’re his precious Hime-sama. He’d do anything for you

Despite his nerves, he’s really good at this

All those hours of gaming have given his fingers incredibly dexterity

No one is more surprised than you when he has you cumming so face

Still super shocked that he did this with you, but also a little proud of himself

Wouldn’t dream of asking you to do anything for him. He’d die of embarrassment if he had to ask

Satan

Surprised to say the least, but attempts to remain calm

“Well if....that’s what you want....”

Would take you back to his room for privacy

Would need to clear off his bed of the dozen or so books on it, but would set you down carefully on the comforter

He’s a little nervous

He’s usually not a sexually person (like some idiots he could name)

But something about you lights a fire in him

It’s strange to be burning up inside with something other than anger

His touch is deliberate and sound

You’ve asked him to make you cum. And cum you shall.

He doesn’t pussy-foot around and gets right to the task of fondling you

His fingers stroking your clit. Jutting in and out of you rhythmically

He won’t admit how much it turns him on to hear you say his name, but he’ll ask you to say it again

Calls you his ‘little kitten’ when he asks if you’re going to come

When you do his chest swells with pride. Let’s see those idiots do that to you

Would be interested in reciprocation, but won’t ask for it. If you offer, he’d be willing. A gentleman doesn’t do favors for reward though.

Asmo

Delighted beyond measure

“Ah~! My sweet [Y/N]! How naughty!”

Asmo, of course, is the most eager to please you

You coming to him openly for pleasure is a rare treat

One he’s going to take advantage of

He’d take you to his room and lay you on his bed like the princess you are

Takes his time getting you out of your RAD uniform

He doesn’t want your clothes wrinkled. Plus he wants to see all of you.

Will kiss and tease any patch of skin he can get his hands on

As he said, this is a rare treat. He’s going to take advantage of it

His touch on your apex is as teasing as his kisses

They are infuriatingly light. But he knows what he’s doing

Asmo is obviously the most experienced

So he knows how to give his partner mind shattering orgasms

Will tease and taught and tempt you until your body bows off the bed and you’re practically gushing around his fingers

Would want you to reciprocate, or let him fuck you. Let’s both feel good together.

Beel

Turns about as red as his hair when you ask him.

"S-Sure. If you want.”

Would want to go it in your room. He doesn’t want Belphie to walk in on you two

Nervous

He’s not the most experienced out of the bunch

Until now, he’s only ever thought about eating, or working out, or his brothers

Not until you

Would let you lay yourself on the bed and cover over to you

He’s scared about crushing you

His touch is a bit clunky

His hands are big and rough, and he doesn’t know what to do with them

But, he’s earnest

He genuinely wants to make you feel good so he tries his hardest

Asks a lot of questions like “am I going this right?”, “does this feel good?”, “is this ok?” to make sure he’s doing it right

When you cum, he licks his fingers. Fascinated with what you taste like. You’re his new favorite flavor

Doesn’t ask you to reciprocate. Too embarrassed to ask. Just wants to hold you. That makes him feel good.

Belphie

Slow, sleepy blink followed by slow, sleepy grin

“Eeeeh...[Y/N]-chan. You’re a pervert.”

Would take you up to his attic room so you can be alone

There’s a sky light with stars that’s really romantic

He wants you to see stars before you see stars

Nuzzles you in bed to breath in your scent

He loves the way you smell

Takes off your uniform top and panties, but leaves your bra and skirt on

He likes your skirt. And you look sluttier half naked than fully naked

Will get right down to business on you

Touching you roughly to pull an orgasm out of you

But he doesn’t stop there

He’ll pull another. Then another. Until once where you were begging him to make you cum now you’re begging him to stop.

He thinks your whimpers, teetering between pleasure & pain, are so adorable

So is your puffy, swollen cunt

Won’t ask you to reciprocate. He’s already got off on your weak, gentle crying. Will hold you and snuggle you for the rest of the night.

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 years

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Can you do a scenario Obey Me were MC has a accidental nip slip that she doesnt notice, but the brothers do.

For the sake of an even playing field, all 7 boys will be reacting to the same scenario: coming to wake MC up in the morning for school only for their titty to be half out.

Lucifer

His knock was polite, but stern. Three short raps, followed by a long pause, before he let himself in. “[Y/N], I have to insist you get up now. You will be late for classes.”

You groan and cruel further into yourself under the covers. Trying to hold on to your sleep, but it was already slipping away through your fingers. With a huff you uncoil yourself and come out from under the covers. “Alright. I’m up.” You announce. Awake but still dreamy eyed as you rubbed the sleep from them.

When your eyes refocus, you see Lucifer staring at you. His face it’s normal placid expression, but definitely staring. “What’s wrong?” You ask. Was your hair some sort of crazy way?

The demon smirked and walked over to you. You blush as he came close to your bed and bent over, rebuttoning your pajama top that had come open in the middle of the night and left your left side exposed. How embarrassing?!

“Perhaps I should come wake you up more often.” He said with a sultry smirk. “Or at least not on a day when you have school. Now, I must insist you get ready. Our model exchange student can’t be late for their day.” He gave you a peck on the cheek and saw his way out. You have to wonder if he was really going to ‘wake you up’ on Saturday…..

Mammon

The loud sound of your door being flung open startled you from your sleep, and practically out of bed. “Hey, hey, hey! Time to get up sleepy head!”

“Mammon!” You growl from under the covers. “What the hell are you doing?!”

“I came to wake you up. Lucifer told me to make sure you’re ready for school. Even Belphie beat you downstairs. Come on. Chop chop!”

You groan and fling your covers off. Sitting up to scratch your head. Hopefully your day was more peaceful after this.

“[Y-Y-Y/N]! What the hell?!” You look over at the demon who had gone from horribly confident to horribly red & stammering in a matter of moments. “Do you always sleep like that?!”

You look down, trying to see what the big deal was, and realizing your chest was exposed. “N-No! It just came off in my sleep! Who are you to judge anyway?! You sleep naked!”

“Yeah! But not with anyone around!”

“You’re not supposed to be around!” You pick up a pillow and toss it at him, which he easily dodged, before shouting, “get out!” The demon did as he was told and scampered off, like a rabbit with his tail on fire.

He avoided you for the rest of the day. Making eye contact but fervently darting his gaze away. Mammon finally came up to you after dinner to apologize, and promised that if he had to wake you up again, he would knock first.

Levi

You were dreaming about pancakes when there was a knock at your door. Quiet, at first. Almost like someone’s knuckles barely touched the door. Then they knocked again, seeming to realize that the first few knocks were no good, knocking with confidence.

“[Y/N]-chan? Are you awake?” You open your eyes from your blanket nest to see Levi poking his head in. “It’s time for school.”

“Oh…yeah…” You yawn after that. Cutting off whatever else you were going to say after that. You shouldn’t have let Levi talk you into watching an anime marathon with him. You’d only gone to sleep a few hours ago. “What time is it?”

The demon looked down at his watch while you got out of bed, and when he looked up his face was completely red.

“[Y-Y-Y/N]! Y-Your….! Ah! I’m so sorry!!”

You blink in a start as Levi slammed the door as he ran away. You wonder what happened, but then catch sight of yourself in the mirror. Your top half exposed. You blush yourself at realizing why he had taken off, but get over the mortification quickly as you had to get ready for school.

Poor Levi couldn’t come near you for several days after that without turning beet red or becoming a stammering idiot. You have to assure him several times that it was really ok, and that your honor was intact, but he promised never to come get your up for school ever again.

Satan

There was a sharp rap at your door that awoke you from your slumber.

“[Y/N], are you awake?”

“Satan?” You question. Hearing his voice from the other side of the door. What was he doing here so early?

Seeming to sense your question, the fourth eldest brother replied in kind. “Lucifer sent me to get you. He was concerned you would be late for school since you weren’t down at breakfast yet. May I come in?”

You chuckle lightly at his polite request and tell him he could come in. Your arms stretching over your head as the door opened and the blonde walked in. “Ah good. You are awake. I was concerned that…uh….um….”

You blink curiously as Satan seemed to lose his train of thought. Unusual for him, as he was typically such a word smith, so you had to ask. “Satan? Is something wrong?”

“I ah…ahem!” The demon cleared his throat. Covering his face with his hand, hiding his blush, as he looked away. “I uh…apologize. I should have given you more time to get ready before I let myself in. Or at least properly dressed.”

Your brow furrowed and you look down to see your pajama top open and blush. Quickly closing it with an apology. “I’m so sorry!”

“It’s...quite alright. I’ll uh…ahem…leave you to get ready now that I know your awake. I’ll see you at school.”

The demon, who normally walked with such purpose and confidence, seemed to stumble in his walk out of your room. Seeming to want to stay, but fighting the urge and forcing himself to leave. Apparently after he had left, he’d gotten into a fight with Mammon and threw him into a wall. You suppose that energy had to go somewhere.

Asmo

A light, delicate rapping on your door woke you up from your peaceful dream about cupcakes and French lattes. The sound was whimsical. Almost like a bird. After that, the smell of roses filled the room as the door opened and the Avatar of Lust appeared.

“Gooood morning darling~!” Asmodeus cheered as he let himself in. Practically gliding across the room and perching himself on the edge of your bed. “Wake up sleeping beauty! Classes will be starting soon, and we don’t want to be late. You need to get up, so you can get ready and look your best.”

You groan softly, but come out from under the covers as requested. He was right. It was time to get ready.

“Aaahh~! [Y/N]! You naughty thing. Tempting me this early in the morning.” You blink the last big of sleep from your gaze, and look down to see where his was trained. You yip as you realize he was staring at your exposed breast, and smacked his hand away when it inched closer.

“Asmodeus!”

The androgenous demon giggled at your scolding, but pulled his hand away in surrender. “Sorry, sorry. I was only kidding.” You have to wonder if he was only ‘kidding’ now that he got rejected. “Let’s just keep this our little secret, ok? I don’t want my brothers getting super jealous about seeing our beautiful [Y/N] in their morning glory. They’ll be banging down the door every morning to get a peek.” Asmo then winked, leaning in to steal a quick peck on your cheek, before he jumped up. “I’ll be waiting for you downstairs~! Unless you need help getting ready. I have too good hands and a lot of enthusiasm for a chore like that.”

The demon giggled brightly all the way out of the room as your tossed pillows at him like rose petals to show him the door.

Beel

The knock on your door was loud, though you could tell not intentionally. It was more a factor of the large fist knocking on it, rather than the force, of the largest of the seven brothers coming to wake you.

“[Y/N]?” You heard Beel’s voice from under your blanket nest. Smiling soft at the gentle way he’d come to wake you up. He must have a lot of experience with Belphie. “Lucifer asked me to come get you up for school. I brought you some breakfast. I didn’t want you to miss out.” You hear what you assume is a tray being sat on your desk. “Some of it didn’t make it all the way here, but most of it did! I tried to keep your favorites safe for you. Mammon wanted the last Hellfire sausage, but I got it for you.”

Your soft smile increased as you pictured the bright, sun like smile on the gentle giants face. Proud of himself for getting it and keeping himself from eating it for you. “Thanks Beel,” you tell him. Coming out from under your covers to see that smiling face in person.

You see it for a moment before his face feel. His eyes averting away from you, and his cheeks turning around as red as his carrot top. “Uh..[Y/N]…your top is kind of falling off.”

You look down and gasp, quickly covering ourself up. “I’m sorry!!”

“That’s ok.” Beel said with a soft laugh. “It happens. Plus, you’ve seen me with my shirt off all the time. It’s not a big deal.”

“It’s not exactly the same….” You mutter quietly into your blanket.

Beel just laughed jovially again, and came over to pat your head. “Come on. Your breakfast is getting cold. I’ll leave so you can eat and get ready. Do you want me to walk you to first period when you’re done?” You nodded into your blankets this time. “Ok! I’ll meet you in the lobby when you’re done.”

With another big smile, your big guy left. Letting you change and enjoy your breakfast, with Hellfire sausage.

Belphie

“Oy…[Y/N]….wake up….”

“Mhmp….Belphie?” Your eyes crack open as he gently shook you. When had he come into your room? You hadn’t heard him knock, or even the door open. Had he just let himself in? “What are you doing here?”

“Stupid Lucifer told me to come get you up for school.” He told you. “I don’t know why. I’m not good at waking people up. I’m barely awake myself.” His statement was punctuated with a long yawn.

You sleepily chuckle and sit up. “Well, you are up. So you’re doing better than me.”

His droopy eyes were looking at you, or perhaps more specifically in your direction. He seemed to be looking at something totally other than your face, and you were about to ask him what when he said, “your boob is sticking out.” Pointing for affect.

You look down to where he was pointing and squeal. Closing your pajama top tight with both hands. “Belphegor! Don’t stare!”

“Why not? It’s nothing haven’t seen before. Remember when your top came off at the beach last summer?”

“That is not something I want to remember right now! And it is not the same! Get out!”

The Sloth demon picked at his ear in annoyance of your yelling, but gave a soft ‘yeah, yeah’ as he saw himself out. Mission accomplished.

He doesn’t seem to understand why you were annoyed with him for the rest of the day, but still made an effort to apologize after a while so you would talk to him again. Only he was allowed to do the silent treatment.

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MC + Cursed Toddler-fied Boys

prompt: All the boys suffer the same fate as Satan by reading ‘The Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’

Lucifer

You have to wonder why they kept so many cursed books around, just out like this. You would think, like any normal person, with this continuing to happen, that they would keep them locked up or something. But no. They just leave them out for anyone to find….

“I’m going to the meeting!” Lucifer yelled, stamping his foot. His face twist in a petulant frown. It would be rather adorable, if you hadn’t been arguing with him for the past 20 minutes

“Lucifer, we talked about this. You can’t go to the meeting. You need to stay here.”

“No! I wanna go to the meeting! It’s very important and everyone is counting on me!” His arms are wailing now as he stamped his foot more.

Of course, you couldn’t let him go to the first of the month meeting like this. His pride would be wounded beyond compare if anyone else saw him like this. But reasoning with him wasn’t working. You had to resort to more, unsavory tactic to win. “But the meeting was cancelled. Lord Diavolo called earlier to let me know.”

Lucifer stopped stamping his feet and waving his arms to look at you with a vacant expression you didn’t know he could muster. “Really?”

Gods help you. “Yes, really.”

He seemed to think about this for a moment before he beamed, “ok!” His mood instantly brightening. “I believe you, because [Y/N] would never lie to me.” ‘Forgive me Lucifer’ You think to yourself. “What are we gonna do instead then?”

“Why don’t we play a game instead to pass the time? Would you like that?”

“I know chess!” He exclaimed loudly. “Let’s play that.”

Of course, knowing and being good at it were two different things. In this state you were actually able to beat Lucifer several times. When he retuned to normal the day was ‘conveniently’ put away for sometime after.

Mammon

“Mammon. Please. I’ll just be gone for a minute.”

“Nooooooo!” Mammon wailed when you tried to get up again. Clinging to your waist tightly to keep you on the couch. “Onii-chan said you had to stay with me! Stay with me! Stay with me!”

After reading The Forbidden Book of Toddlerization, Mammon had, of course, reverted to the personality of a small child. His brother made fun of him, say ‘what’s the difference’, but Lucifer knew that this could be a disaster if he was set to wander free in this state across the Devildom. So he sat you to babysit him.

“Mammon, I promise I’ll be right back. I’m just going to get us some snacks for our movie.”

“Then let me come with you!” He whined, still clinging to you. In this state it seemed he had also taken on the personality of a baby duck. Imprinting on you and following you around everywhere you went in his room. He hadn’t left you alone for 5 seconds since he got this way. “I promise I’ll be good!”

“It’s not a question of you being good or bad Mammon-chan.” He liked to be called Mammon-chan right now. “It’s that you need to stay here. If someone sees you like this well…they could use it to tease you.”

“No…I don’t want to be teased anymore….” His voice was low, and sad. His bright eyes looking on the verge of tears, like kids do when they’re said, before he buried his face into your side. “Mammon-chan doesn’t want to be made fun of anymore. Mammon-chan also doesn’t want to be alone anymore.”

You sigh. Unable to argue with him when he was like this. Your hand lifted to pet his head, which he seemed to appreciate, before you text Satan to bring you some snacks. He was always reliable and would do it for you.

Once the affects of the book had worn off, Mammon denied any of this happening. The mere mention would cause his face to turn red and yell about how, “that didn’t happen!” You almost wish you had taken a video of it to show him. Guess you would just have to keep Mammon-chan forever in your heart.

Levi

You went to Levi’s room after class to check on him in his….condition.

Since he did remote learning a lot of the time, being an otaku, it was pretty easy to keep him away from people so they did see him in the current state he was in. Apparently as a toddler he didn’t like being around people either.

So, you had set him up comfortably in his room before heading to class. Promising to come back that afternoon to be with him.

“Levi! I’m back! How are you—what are you doing?!?!”

“Playing with my toys.” Levi replied, with an obvious expression, as a sea of toys stretch out in front of him where he laid on his belly on the floor.

Your brain stopped. Completely at a loss for words. Levi was going to kill you when he returned to normal, because toddler-Levi, left unattended, had unboxed nearly all of his figurines from their packaging. Some of which were incredibly rare, and unable to get anymore.

“I just…I mean…Why?? Why would you do this??”

“They’re my toys.” Levi replied with a pout. Sitting up. “I can do what I want with them. What’s the point in having neat toys if you aren’t going to play with them??”

He did have a point there. But adult-Levi was going to be so mad!

“Do you want to play with me?” The demon asked with a hopeful expression. “You can even be blue Ruri-chan.” The limited edition, color swap Ruri-chan from 1999. He was gonna blow a gasket!

“Yeah. Ok.” But then again, when were you ever going to be able to touch them again.

As expected, Levi totally lost it when he came to his senses. Of course, there was no one to blame but himself, in the end, so he just had to be upset and mope alone. Thankfully, none of them were broken or beyond just out of their originally packaging. He bought them all clear showcase boxes for his ‘ruined’ figurines. Some of them he could rebuy to replace; which seemed to make him happy to have two.

Satan

It had been hours since the affects of the book had taken ahold of Satan. You were starting to wonder if they would ever wear off.

Lucifer had left in search of another book, one that might help speed the process along, and left his younger brother in your care. Of course you were happy to help, but you were getting nervous you would never see the old Satan again.

“[Y/N]-chan?” You look up from your phone, waiting for Lucifer to text you back, to see the blonde demon looking timidly at you from around the corner.

“What is it Satan?”

“Would you….read to me?” His hands holding out the small children’s book he had some how found in the piles of books covering his room.

You smile softly at him. Your heart warmed by his request. “Of course,” you tell him, and the demon scampered over to sit on the bed beside you. His long legs and body tucked neatly into you as he waited for you to tell him the story of a little lost chicken and it’s journey back home. “[Y/N] tells the best stories!”

After 3 stories, he had fallen asleep. When he woke up, Satan was back to normal. He doesn’t answer your questions on where the children’s books had come from, but you spot the red & gold spines on his book shelves sometimes.

Asmo

There was no denying that Asmo was fascinated by art and all things beautiful. He went on and on about it any chance he got. So you shouldn’t have really been surprised when his toddlerfied self just wanted to draw all day.

“Look, look [Y/N]-chan! I finished another one!”

“That’s great Asmo.” You praise. Just like you had done with all the other ones he had handed to you. “Wow! This is really great! Is that a….chicken?”

“No, silly! That’s the white horse for our carriage when we get married!” The demon beamed, then shuffled over on his knees to instruct you on his picture properly. “That’s you, and that’s me. That’s the princess carriage that’s going to ride us off into the sunset. That’s Solomon and Simeon throwing flowers at us. That’s my brothers crying because I got to marry [Y/N]-chan and they didn’t.”

“You certainly seem to have all the parts here.” You praise. Giggling at his enthusiasm and picture.

“I want to have a perfect picture of when we get married. Because I love [Y/N]-chan! And we’re gonna get married and live happily ever after.” He replied, with certainty, with a smile.

“Well, I’ll be glad for that. Why don’t you draw me our perfect house for after we get married?” Asmo scampered off and did just that.

When Asmo came to, and back to his normal self, he took all the pictures he had drawn and framed them. Forcing his brothers and Solomon to take a tour of his mini-art gallery. The piece ‘Marriage of Two Bonded Souls’ was met with some controversy.

Beel

Beel, in his younger days, seemed to have boundless energy. Or you at least had to assume he did, because ever since he had read that stupid book he had been running around.

Lucifer had told you to take him outside. Irritated at hearing his large feet clump around the house, but trying not to show it since it wasn’t his fault. He even let you both take Cerberus outside to help run Beel out. It would be good for the pup too. Get some exercise, he said.

That had been sometime ago, and it seemed baby-Beel and Cerberus were an even match in energy. They had been running around, chasing each other, and play fighting in the back yard all afternoon. You were tired just watching them.

“Beel! Do you want to come in? I think it’s time for a break.”

Both Beel and Cerberus pop their heads up, in a comical and adorable unison head tilt, before jogging over to you. “Break time means snack time right?!”

You chuckle a little. Somethings never changed. “I brought some apple slices & peanut butter for you, for now. We can get you something bigger when we go inside.”

Beel grinned and sat in the grass with the container. “I like apple slices!”

“You do hn?” You don’t think you’ve seen Beel eat an actual fruit on its own. It was usually attached to, baked in, or covered in something, to get him to eat it.

“Yep! They’re crunchy and sweet. Just like you! Though, I guess you aren’t crunchy. Do you want one of my apple slices [Y/N]?”

You blush a little at Beel’s bright, unwavering expression. How could he look so innocent while still looking like that?

He finished his apple slices, minus one, before asking if he could go play again. You let him, but then all of a sudden he spotted playing with Cerberus and stood straight up. Seeming confused on how he got out here and what was going on. “Did I eat an apple? I haven’t had one since….do you think we have more in the kitchen?”

Belphie

It was honestly hard to tell if Belphie was under the spell of the forbidden book or not. He’d been asleep for most of the time; which was not uncommon for him. Then he would wake up and whine a little about something; again, not uncommon for him. Then he would take another nap.

You had figure out that he was still under it’s spell by the requests he was making when he woke up. Juice boxes. More plushies. His ‘blankie’. Eventually it would run its course though, and Belphie would be back to his own sleepy eyed, grown up self. “[Y/N]?”

You walk over to the bed when the demon called your name. The boy half sitting up, but still tucked under his covers. “What is it Belphie?”

“I can’t sleep.” He stated. Which seemed ridiculous since he had been sleeping most of the day. “I miss Lilli. And Be-be. Can you sleep with me?”

You blink at little at the request. You supposed it made since. Kids often wanted someone to sleep with them, so they didn’t have bad dreams or could keep them safe. Maybe that’s why he had been sleeping so much. Because he hadn’t been sleeping well, just sleep.

“Sure Belphie. I’ll lay down with you.” The demon smiled softly, sleepy, before he scooted over to give you some space to lay next to him.

He slept for a while this last time. Clinging onto you in his sleep, with a soft smile on his face. When he woke up, it seemed he was back to normal. “Gosh [Y/N]. If you wanted to sleep with me, all you had to do was ask. You didn’t have to trick me with that lame book.”

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 years

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MC rejecting the 7 brothers romantically?

yaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssss!!! yes, yes, yes!!

I should not be this happy to ruin people’s dreams & happy endings. I’m a terrible person.....

Obey me Brother + Rejection

Lucifer

“Lucifer I...don’t feel the same way.”

Lucifer was stunned to hear those words from you.

He was usually so careful. So calculating on things. He never thought that you wouldn’t feel the same. Where had his trust been misplaced? Where had he gone wrong? Perhaps his cold heart had warmed too much to your kindness. Thought that, maybe, your friendship & bravery towards him could be something a kin to love. Hoped, even.

“Well, I apologize [Y/N]. I didn’t mean to inconvenience you. Please know that this doesn’t change anything between us, or your placement in the program.”

He excused himself and went back to his work. Burying himself in it, as usual, to not have to deal with these feelings. Logic and power, that was all that mattered.

Mammon

“I’m sorry Mammon I...don’t feel that way about you.”

His heart suddenly felt emptier than his piggy bank.

Had he really heard you right? Did you really no....feel the same?

He could have sworn you did! He was your first after all! The one you had chosen, out of all of them, to be the first you made a pact with. Your relationship was special. You were special. You made him....feel special.

He can take rejection from anyone but you. Mammon had taken it all his life, so he accepted it, but not from you.

“Ha! Ya think I was being serious?! I-It was just a joke!” He barked out before he ran away. Not literally. He had some pride. But he removed himself from the conversation quickly before you can realize the tears welling up behind his gold shades. He’ll never put himself out there again.

Levi

“Levi I’m sorry but....there’s someone else.”

He was shocked to hear your response. This wasn’t how it happened in manga!!

Of course he knew that things didn’t work out perfectly like they did in manga. Yet another reason the RL world was so cruel. But he had hoped they wouldn’t lead him wrong.

As he thought about it though, he couldn’t be surprised. Of course there was someone else. Someone as perfect & wonderful as you must have someone on their mind. Not a smelly, stingy otaku like him. He’d flown too close to the sun, and now like Icarus he was crashing down.

“It’s....ok. I-I-I didn’t really mean it. I was just practicing for when I meet Ruri-chan next month!” He ran away and hid in his run for several days. The darkness and his figures his only friends now.

Satan

“I’m flattered Satan. Truly. But....”

Satan sighed softly as he prepared himself to be let down gently. He’d prepared for this.

Although he had prepared for this it still hurt. Planning for something and for it to actually happen were two separate realities he had come to face. It hurt. And usually when he was hurt he lashed out. This was the first time he felt hurt and also felt....defeated.

“That’s ok.” He replied calmly, with a force polite smile. “I understand. You don’t have to explain any further. I hope this won’t make things awkward for us. Even though I wish we could be more, I still want us to be friends [Y/N].”

He’ll take what he can get.

Asmo

“Asmo I’m sorry. I like you! But....only as a friend.”

At first, he doesn’t understand the response. The words just don’t compute in his head. Then they come through with a blaring blast like a siren.

Everyone wanted him. And he meant everyone. He was like Helen of Troy, Cleopatra, and Casanova all wrapped into one! No one said no to him!

Was this how it felt? To be rejected? Oh God...what had he done to all those poor people....

“I...I have to go....” The usually jovial, chatty demon excused himself from you and all but ran away. He couldn’t face this. He felt like his heart, his guts, his soul was being ripped out. Well, at least he could cry pretty.

Beel

“Oh Beel I....I don’t think about you...that way.”

There was a hammer in his gut all of a sudden. He wasn’t excepting that.

He knew it was a long shot for you to accept his feelings. He wasn’t as smart as his brothers. He wasn't traditionally handsome like Asmo or Mammon. But he wanted to try. To be honest with you.

Maybe he had held out hope until this moment that maybe you could think of him as more than the big, dumb jock who ate all the food all the time.

When you tell him no, Beel tried to take it in stride. “It’s ok. I just wanted you to know how I felt.”

The hammer in his gut was quickly dissolving. Turning into a deep pit and hole that demanded to be filled. He quickly excused himself, forcing a smile, and went to the kitchens. In a matter of moments the fridge, the freezer, the cabinets, were all cleaned out. But the empty feeling wouldn’t go away. Why wouldn’t it go away?

Belphie

“Belphie I....”

You don’t have to say anything else. He knows what’s coming.

Of course you keep talking, but Belphegor was just drowning them out. Another failure. Another disappointment. He just wanted this to end so he could go back to his room and sleep for an eternity.

He should have known better than to get involved with a human. He been right about them all along. Selfish, cruel, small minded humans who only take, take, take and then foolishly give hope to people because it’s not enough to just take they have to destroy all happiness.

“Fine. Whatever.” Belphegor muttered at [Y/N] before slumped back to his room.

He should have never let them open that door. He should have never let you in.

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thewritetofreespeech · 3 years

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hello!! i've made a request before but this idea came in my brain and i heard your requests were open. So ive seen a lot of fics of the brothers saving mc, but what about mc kinda of saving the brothers, i mean like badass sword fighting style. Just like a stereotypical disney prince saves a princess mc kinda saves the brothers from getting killed by a lesser demon with a sword and just being badass (and sword) and the bros find it hot (weak humans? never heard of them)

*spongebob narrator voice* 400 years lat’er..... So sorry this took so long! I genuinely don’t know why I couldn’t get it done. When I actually tried, I got it done in like 2 days. My only excuse is that I’m a horrible trash munny >.<

Obey me Boys + Power Princess MC

Lucifer

It offends him that this creature, this being not fit to lick the soles of his boots, would raise their hand to him. The attack was not even what upset him, but just the gall. The utter stupidity of this decision to throw one’s life away. The fact that they had attacked with you around only made him wish to end that pathetic life that much sooner.

“Step back [Y/N]. I’ll deal with this quic—” Lucifer cut himself off when you rushed forward. A bright shining sword in your hand as you lunged. Slashing through the demon, who wailed and instantly turned to dust & ash. “What on Earth was that?”

“Oh. It’s my sword.” You reply nonchalantly. Turning around to show it to him. “It’s a holy arc sword, or something. I can summon it from my bracelet whenever I need it. Cool to know it actually works in a pinch.”

“And where did you get such a magical artifact?” Lucifer asked. Perplexed beyond reason, but trying not to show it.

“Lord Diavolo gave it to me when I first got here.” The demon arched a brow. Lord Diavolo? “It would be really irresponsible of him to just let a human wander around hell without some kind of weapon.”

He paused for a moment. Trying to piece all of what you had just said together. Then he just chuckled. “Yes, I suppose it would be.” And here he thought that he had been the only one protecting you. When all along you could do it yourself.

His hand reached out to pat your head fondly. His breast swelling with pride. “I’ll have to thank him for giving you such a thoughtful, practical gift. We’ll also have to add sword play to your lesson plans. I’d be more than happy to be your tutor.

Mammon

‘Shit!’ Mammon mentally cursed as he was hit again.

This wasn’t the first time he’d been rough up outside a club. Given his lifestyle, and his gambling track record, he’d been pummeled by a few bouncers in his life. With his immense power, he could easily take them; if he tried. But then he would be banned from the club, and ever other, and that was something he couldn’t handle over the humiliation of being beat up by these clowns. He needed this. It was all he had.

So, he took his beatings from lesser demons when they came around. He’d only wished they’d picked a different night to get their ‘payment’ back since you were supposed to be here soon.

“Come on guys. Don’t ya think you’ve had enough?”

“We’ll tell you when we’ve had enough!” One demon sneered at him, before kicking a man while he was down. Classy. “You owe us. And we’re gonna get back every cent you owe out of your hide!”

The demon reared his foot back to kick him again, and Mammon mentally sighed. Preparing himself for the kick and really being over this since it began. But….no kick came.

The demon let out a loud grunt over the sound of a metal ‘wack’ before the two, even lesser goons beside him suffer the same fate and they all slump to the ground. “Mammon! Are you ok?!”

The silver haired demon looked up at you in shock. The light from the street lamp causing a halo to form around you, highlighting your worried face as you brandished a rusty pipe like some great sword. “Yeah…I’m fine….”

“You don’t look fine! You’re all beat up!” He just sat there as you dropped the pipe and dropped down to him. Fretting over him as you looked him over. He couldn’t hear what you were saying over the beating sound of his heart in his ears.

No one had ever tried to help him before.

Mammon lifted his arms and wrapped them around you. “Mammon? What—“Let’s get out of here.” He interrupted as he hugged you. Standing up, and helping you to your feet, after a moment to walk out of the alley. “I don’t want to be here anymore. I wanna go somewhere with you.”

“But….I thought you wanted to go out tonight. Play cards. You said you were feeling lucky?”

He couldn’t tell if that was a jab or not, but replied, “well clearly I was wrong.” Though despite his bumps and bruises, he did still feel pretty lucky right not. “I just want to get out of here. I don’t need this anymore.” You both decide to head home to help Mammon nurse his wounds. He never went back to that club, or really any club, after that night.

Levi

“Levi….I don’t think this is such a good idea.”

“Nonsense!” Levi quipped in response to your perfectly reasonable, concerned feelings. “It’s just a little further. Besides, I want to see Henry 1! I’ve missed him a ton recently, and want to make sure he remembers me.” It had broken his heart to discover his poor, lost serpent had been down here, all alone, this whole time. So he made an effort to see him every now and then.

“Yeah but…isn’t this still like super-secret for Lord Diavolo’s family and stuff? What if there’s like booby traps and stuff?”

“Come on! There weren’t any booby traps or anything before. Why would he when he has Henry to keep it…..” Levi trailed off as both of you were ingulfed by a long, dark shadow. A low hissing sound growing louder as a gold, stripped serpent towered over you with a menacing glare. “That’s not Henry.”

The snake hissed loudly with bared fangs and an open mouth, and you both scream and run to get away from it.

The serpent of course chased you. Easily able to keep up, and only loosing you when the two of you duck into a narrow corridor. Levi turned around to say something to you, but you were gone. His immediate thought was that the stranger snake had gotten you, and it was all his fault, and he would never see you again!

When he came to the end of the corridor, walking out like a man on death row instead of running, he looked up to see the snake in front of him. Clearly angered by having to chase him. Levi didn’t care. He wanted to die if anything happened to you. He’d rather die than live one moment without you.

Prepared to accept his fate, the demon didn’t move when the snake unhinged his jaw to eat him in one gulp. Only for a sharp spike to thrust out from his mouth a moment later. A strange, hissing gasp escaping it before it slumped down in a lifeless heap on the floor. “[Y/N]!”

“Jesus! Not to put too fine a pin on it, but this place is literally a maze. One minute I’m next to you, and the next I’m in some armory on the other side of the hall 50 feet away. Are you alright Levi?”

The demon scrambled up the snake corpse to stand next to you and wrapped his arms tight around your being. “[Y/N]! I was so scared! I thought this Henry imposter got you, and you were dead, and I couldn’t think of anything!”

“I’m really ok Levi.” You assure him, as he wept into your shoulder. “Do you still want to see the real Henry? I think I spotted where he actually is when I was running back with the spear?” Levi nodded into your shoulder. Still not prepared to let you go.

Satan

Satan always tried to be a reasonable man.

He hated being referred to as ‘The Demon of Wrath’. It wasn’t his wrath that had caused him to be born. And he wasn’t any angrier than his brothers, so why did he have to be labeled the ‘bad seed’? So he always tried to be level headed. Calm. Patient. But there were somethings he just could not abide. Like the boorish behavior of someone talking loudly in the library.

“Excuse me,” the blonde said, attempting to remain calm, as he came over to the rude demon two tables over, “could you please keep it down? This is a library.”

“Yeah. I know what it is.” He quipped back rather snippily. “What are you? The librarian?”

“No. Just a fellow book lover.” Satan replied. Grinding his teeth now. “And one who can follow the rules and basic social decorum of keeping my conversations to myself in a place like this.”

“Are you calling me stupid?!”

“No. I’m calling you uncouth. A word meaning undignified, and without manners.”

“Why you!”

The demon rose to his feet, towering over Satan now that he was standing. Not that it mattered. Height was not an immediate representation of strength. Look at Belphie. His younger, shorter brother could level a whole city with a flick of his wrist. Satan could easily dispatch of his imbecile without even breaking a sweat.

He never got the chance though, as just after he stood the demon let out a grunt and slumped to the floor; with you standing behind him on his depleted chair with a book in your hand like you had just pulled it from The Stone. “Bet you’re glad I think Kindles are dumb now.”

Satan had to right himself on what he was seeing, and then frowned at you. “I never said that, and get down.” He insisted. Offering you his hand to get down. You hop down with ease and set your weapon book on the table. “Honestly, I could have handled him without resorting to violence or cheap theatrics.”

“Cheap?? This book was very expensive.” You insist, and Satan had to scoff.

“Be that as it may, please do not use books for more than their intended purpose. I appreciate the assist, but I can’t have you hurting yourself or fine literature in the future.”

“You’re such a buzz kill sometimes Satan…..”

Asmo

Asmo always loved going to the club. The dancing. The energy. The pulsing music. The people.

Well…usually the people. Some people, usually bro-dude demons, just couldn’t take a hint that ‘no’ meant ‘no’.

“Come on Asmo! Why are you being so stingy?!”

“I’m not being ‘stingy’,” Asmo replied with a frown marring his beautiful face. “I’m just not interested.”

“You were interested last time.” His pursuer replied. Like that somehow gave automatic permission that things would happen again.

“That was a long time ago.” The dusk haired blonde replied. Sipping his cocktail and looking thoughtful across the spacious VIP lounge over to you.

Yes, things had certainly changed. Once where it would take a whole room of people and attention to make him content, these days all he wanted was you. Just you sparing a moment to look at him made his heart feel incredibly full. He had come here to have a fun night out with you, but it seemed no matter where he went his beauty was always causing problems.

The lesser demon frowned, then looked towards the direction Asmo was looking to land on you. “Shoot, just bring them along with us.”

“Excuse me?” Asmo asked. Beautiful expression turning Ignatius as he sat down his drink.

“Bring them along. I’ve never had sex with a human. But there must be something to it if you’re willing to do them. Not that I suppose that takes much….”

At that, Asmo leapt from his chair and grabbing the brute by the collar. He wasn’t normally one for violence. He wasn’t like his dull brothers. But he couldn’t let a slight like that against you slide. “Take it back!”

The two demon’s scuffle. Clearing out the VIP lounge as everyone ran. Scared that they might transform at any moment and literally tear each other apart. Asmo somehow ended up on his back, a position that usually didn’t bother him, as the other reared back to punch him in the face.

Or, at least he would have if he didn’t start convulsing and fall on the ground a moment later.

“Asmo! Are you ok?!”

The Lust Demon looked at you for a moment. Then delicately covered his mouth with both hands. Returning to normal. “[Y/N]! You saved me!!”

“Yeah. This little thing packs a punch.” You replied. Holding out your little pink taser from She-Sword from your clutch. “I couldn’t let this jerk hurt your beautiful face.”

“No one is more beautiful than you my fierce warrior queen!” He praised. Basking in the moment for only a second before you both scamper off before security came.

You both might be beautiful, but you didn’t want to end up on the evening news.

Beel

“I want to take up kendo.” Beel announced to you one day. Out of the blue. “I’ve been looking for ways to add variety to my workout. I came across this video on kendo and thought it would be fun.”

Of course, Beel knew you had practiced kendo in the past at school. So he might have also been looking for fitness activities for you to do together. In any case, he really liked seeing you in your little workout outfit. It was super cute.

He also liked you showing him the basics of kendo; stance, footing, basic strike movement. When he felt he had gotten the hang of it, Beel jovially asked for a sparring match with you.

“I don’t know….”

“Come on [Y/N], sparring with someone is the best way to learn fighting.” He reasoned. “Besides, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“I’m not worried about that….” He heard you mutter under your breath, but thought that he must have imagined it as you squared off.

Standing across from you in the arena, something changed. The hair on the back of Beel’s neck stood up. Not in the excited way that it normally did when he saw you. But something more….primal. His grip tightened a little more as he realized he might have to get a little serious with you.

It was all for nothing though as the match was over just as soon as it started.

The shinai went flying out of his hands, landing across the room just as Beel landed on his butt. His backside throbbing as his bell was rung clear as day. He rubbed his head as he looked up at you. “I may have forgotten to mention that I was three-time national kendo champ all through school.”

The demon looked up at you with a shiny, sparkly gaze only until now reserved for delicious food. “Teach me sensei!”

Belphie

He hated being out. He wanted to go home.

Being outside in the sun, with all these…..people was hell to him. Belphie would rather be home, in actual hell, with his blanket and pillow and quiet, rather than ‘top side’ with you for the whole afternoon. Not that it was you or anything. You were the only bright star on this miserable day. He’d be damned if he’d let one of his brothers spend the day with you when he could.

“Belphie, do you want an ice cream? Maybe that will help with the heat?”

He wanted to say that the only thing that would help him was getting the hell out of here. But, he bit his tongue. The demon knew how important this was to you to come ‘home’ now & then and he didn’t want to ruin it for you. So he just nodded and asked, “strawberry please.”

He sat in the shade as he watched you go over to the ice cream truck alone. Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe he was just a hopeless shut in. Like Levi, only worse. He just wanted humans so much that being around them was making him crankier than normal today.

“Geez, get a look at that side show over there.”

Belphie looked up from his daze at the human who was a few yards away from him. Snickering and staring with his friends in a voice that a regular human wouldn’t be able to hear. “If you have something to say, then say it, you chicken shit fuck.” Again, he was very cranky.

The human was obviously taken aback at being heard and then called out like that. “What did you say to me?!” He yelled, once he got his bearings on the situation, and took a ‘threatening’ step forward to see if he would repeat it.

“I said ‘If you have something to say, then say it, you chicken shit fuck’.” Of course he repeated it. “Don’t mutter something under your breath like a coward. Say it like a man, or keep your gross mouth shut.” This was why he hated humans. No spine.

Well, metaphorical spine. If he kept this up, Belphie was gonna prove that he had a spine when he ripped it out and made him wear it as a neck tie.

“You little fuck--!” Belphie, of course, didn’t move when he stomped closer. Not that he needed to, because he was stopped in his tracks rather abruptly when you stepped between then. Holding a knife from your pocket.

“I suggest you get out of here, before the only ‘side show’ around here is your knife swallowing act pal.” The man seemed to frozen for a moment as he tried to process if you were serious. Then his flight instincts kicked in and he took off running with his friends across the park. “Gosh, I think I’ve been spending to much time with you guys. I never would have done anything like this before.” You said after a sigh, then turned back to Belphie.

“My hero.” He cheered softly, in his typical tired voice but still with a soft smile. Seeming extremely proud of the bad influence he was on you.

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