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angelgoeslewd · 1 year

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skirt.

🔮 summary: Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon, and Raphael love when you wear a skirt.

⚠️ warnings: 18+ content, minors DNI, skirt wearing, AFAB! reader, fingering, public sex, exhibitionism, spell sex.

DIAVOLO:

if there’s one thing good about entrusting your heart to the leader of the Devildom, it’s that Diavolo will never, ever, hide anything from you. this includes how worked up he gets when you he sees you in your school skirt.

he’ll hug you from behind in the morning, as you try and get ready for your classes, telling you if you’re dressed like that, better not to even leave the bed at all, his hand trailing up your thigh, ruffled the skirt up to your hip and flashing your panties at him.

you don’t understand it. you tell him countless times that he’s seen you in it before and this time should be no different, but he just can’t help him! the way it flutters around your thighs, how it rests perfectly on the curve of your ass, how he can nearly see the line of your panties… it drives him wild. expect him showing up in places just to get another look at you. and to make sure no one else gives you the same looks he does.

if he jokes about you sitting on his lap at lunch, DO IT. you’ll get to watch your perfect, eloquent prince freeze up and strain to create sentences. you can feel his cock pressing into you, and his face darkens with color and the promise to ruin you as soon as he can. you wonder if you’re in over your head.

he’s got you pressed up against the bathroom wall, strong hands on your hip, helping you press into his thigh as you grind on him. “That’s it, baby,” he whispers into your ear, “Wet those pretty little panties for me, let me see if drip down your thighs. I’ll lick it up for you after.” everyone else thinks you’ve gone to help Diavolo with human student affair matters. you aren’t sure this is what they had in mind. his cock presses into the front of your cunt, you reach for it, whining for something to fill you, but he grabs your hand away, shoving it above your head. “This is about you right now. Show me how naughty my pretty girl can get.”

make you cum on his thigh until it leaks out of your panties. he’s a cruel lover sometimes. he gives you a kiss and tells you to enjoy the rest of your day, he’s got to go back to the castle since Barbatos is finally forcing him to do work.

you’ll still be fucked into the bed tonight, but if you want your night to be non-stop from the time Diavolo gets home and rips the skirt in two, right off of you, to the next morning, text him ‘updates’ of your pussy with an upskirt view. Barbatos will not appreciate how much Diavolo rushed all his work though.

SIMEON:

you? in a skirt? that’s one way to ensure this man is all over you. Simeon isn’t one for PDA, preferring to keep all your shared, loving touches for when it’s just the two of you, but when you wear a skirt, he just can’t help himself.

it exposes your soft legs, gives him memories of the night before, having them tossed over his shoulder, his hand gently holding them, leaning his head over to kiss them as he rocks into you, guiding you to your orgasm.

his reserved nature doesn’t allow him to say anything to you on the matter, but you definitely notice how he glances at your ass you more frequently during those days, making up excuses to having his hands pressed to your thighs — “Oh, this problem isn’t correct,” he murmurs, leaning over you and using your leg for stability. he tries to distract you from his caressing by going a little too in depth on the answer, but you know your boyfriend by now. you can tell when he wants something, and smile coyly, playing along while your own hand rests on his, guiding it up your skirt further.

his face colors as you get more bold, spreading your legs when he reaches your panties, letting him feel the sticky wetness that he’s created. the library around you two are none the wiser, when his fingers push the thin fabric to the side and press into you slowly. it’s a sleepy pace, Simeon being cautious and inexperienced, but the heat in you is slowly building with his unwavering enthusiasm, the way he presses his fingers deep in you, pulling out only to rub your clit, almost as if telling you he owns this part of you, this pleasure he creates.

when you’re close, grab his wrist and gasp his name. the things he will do to you when he sees your slick drip out of you onto your skirt as he pulls his fingers out of you will be unimaginable, even for him. his gaze pins you to your chair, you’ve never seen such a look on your boyfriend’s face. such desire, such… heat. he’s smiling and asking if you’re ready to go home, but you can tell he’s on the verge of cracking.

you’re lucky Simeon has the willpower to get home and take you as soon as he gets you into the bed. you’ll never know how he almost pushed you into an alley, pulled out his cock, and stroked himself until he came all over that pretty little skirt of yours.

SOLOMON

the second most obvious one. I’d call him the first, since he’s the most bold, telling you straight up how much he likes you in your skirt, but Diavolo is more obvious when it comes to how it affects him.

Solomon sees this as a challenge. a game between you and him to see who can break first. which is why he’ll tell you in the first place, to be honest. he wants to see your cheeks flush when he leans down and whispers his crude words to you in the lunch line, the teasing, dangerous undertone of his unsaid promise teetering on the verge of being a threat.

he is the most touchy of them all, not even trying to hide how he gets his hands all over you, maybe to your embarrassment. when mammon is calling him out on it, it’s a lot. he tells the demon to mind his own business and to stop looking at his darling apprentice in such a manner, but doesn’t make any move to keep his hands off your waist and to himself.

will flip up your skirt. only does it when he’s the only one behind you, but does it to get a reaction out of you. you’re seeing a pattern here. when Solomon wants attention, he gets absolutely unbearable. whether it’s his underhanded comments, being physically a nuisance, or the way you can tell he’s planning something, it’s really up to you how long you want to let this go on. want to try and make it through the school day? sure, but it won’t be easy with your sorcerer interjecting himself into everything you do. the more you try to ignore him, the harder he’ll try.

want a way to get him back? ask him to try his new spell out on you, watch his eyes light up with delight at your suggestion, and sit back to enjoy the show. if you can.

see, being a sorcerer, you sometimes come across magic that was simply made for the user’s pleasure and have almost no way to test it out. of course, when he has you…

being able to feel your cunt around him, despite being across the room from you. it’s exactly the payback he deserves. you can watch him strain to keep a level expression, his jaw clenched as he feels your wet heat holding him securely. you can feel a phantom of a cock throbbing inside of you, wondering if you’ll make Solomon come in his pants. shift around to watch him try and stifle groans at your action. he’s a bad sport, however, and if he starts to lose, he quickly dissipate the spell.

it’ll only keep him at bay for a small time, however, and while you can keep doing it, Solomon is just going to get better at playing. he’ll turn it around on you quickly, so you better make arrangements to get him off or he’ll make you miserable.

and the only he’ll accept as an ‘apology’ for your behavior towards your ‘mentor’ is letting him cum in you and letting it leak out of you so it ruins your skirt.

RAPHAEL

whew, boy. here we go. there’s a good chance you never realize how your clothing choice affects your angel. mainly because Raphael avoids you. to the point of where you almost never see him throughout the day because he just leaves the room whenever he spots you. and no one calls him out on it because, well. it’s Raphael. no one knows what he’s thinking.

seriously? what the hell. he always does this when you wear skirts, too. and you’re getting rather sick of it, to be honest. you just want to at least SEE him. and treating you like a wild animal he has to be wary around isn’t very healthy of him, no matter what his problem is with you. ESPECIALLY when it’s coming from him, the celestial creature who makes demons quiver and whatnot.

cornering him is probably the only option. sometimes he has such a good poker face and is so good at turning tail that not even Simeon can help you. he tells you just to ask Raphael about it, since, “He probably won’t… can’t lie, to you, of all people.” whatever that means. so you have to go on an angel hunt.

so you do. it takes a while, but you find him in the gardens, sitting, attempting to read a book, you say attempting because you can tell he’s not having much success by the knit of his brow. you almost don’t do it, since he seems irritated enough, but work up your courage when he sees you and immediately closes his choice of material and tries to leave again.

“Really? You’re going to try and avoid me again?” he at least has the decency to look ashamed.

“I… I’m not avoiding you.” bullshit. he’s sweating. his one tell.

“So what do you call leaving every time I come into a room, then?”

“Trying to maintain my dignity.” what. the fuck. does that even mean. he can tell you’re flabbergasted, confused, and fed up with his behavior, so he sighs, finally giving in and sitting down on the bench. “When… you wear stuff like this,” he admits, shyly, dog-earing a page back and forth between his fingers, “It makes me feel. A certain way.”

you blink. oh. oh. so that’s why he…

you get it. he’s an Angel. you can’t expect that from him, not when his role is so dire to his world. it would be like asking him to give up his job, his very being for existence for you. you realize then why he was trying to distance himself. to excuse himself from such emotions for a human creature. you won’t see bad history repeat itself in the man you love.

“I… I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that I...” had such an effect on you. now that it’s out, you feel embarrassed at your rash actions, not even taking the time to consider what Raphael was going through. it’s the same reason why you hesitate at calling him your boyfriend, he’s got more on his shoulders then you could ever imagine, and you can’t ask him to give it all up for you. “I’m… just gonna go.”

his hand shoots out and grips your wrist at an impossible speed, his eyes widening at the thought of you leaving. it melts your heart and worries you all at once.

“No, no… you’re already here. And it wasn’t right of me not to tell you. It wasn’t fair. You should know,” he says, looking away from you as he adds, “And I miss you.”

your heart flutters, yearning to be close to him, and you let yourself sit next to him, daring to sit so close that your arms touch. “I missed you too. It’s why I was so upset. I thought you were angry at me or I did something wrong-”

“Nothing like that,” he murmurs, picking his book up again. he flips to a random page, but after a while of sitting and enjoying his company, you can tell he isn’t reading. he keeps glancing at your legs, your skirt dipping where you’ve spread them slightly to make yourself comfortable.

“Raphael…?” his eyes flicker up to meet yours. you didn’t realize the extent of his words. it’s almost smoldering, how much heat and desire fills his ocean eyes. it runs through you as deep and as quick as his spear could, the threat of something equal parts dangerous and exciting. you can’t help yourself, wanting to indulge in this emotion from him that you don’t get to see very often. you reach over slowly, closing his book, letting your fingers linger on the edge. his lips are inches from yours, hot breath fanning over your own.

there’s no one around to tell if he breaks.

[psst . . . if you liked Raphael’s part and want more, there’s a continuation here!]

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cooler-ian · 1 year

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Simeon.. much like humans, has the overwhelming urge to pet any creature smaller than himself

Don't be surprised if you're sitting down and suddenly this guy just walks up to you and starts petting you with the same genuine affection you'd pet a dog or cat with..

It's the natural order.

(He use to do this with Luke but the little bastard bit him, amen)

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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Incorrect quotes#764 Humans R Scary/Cool!

In the Human world, You explain the comfort Luke who is nervous to ride his first train/bus without the help of You, Barbatos, or Diavolo who came to sight-see*coughs*surprise asking you out for a date*coughs*

Luke* Climbs up the stairs and gleams at them when he got in*I did it!

You, Barbs and Dia congratulate him when a large man comes up to you and shouts

Man: GIVE ME A DOLLAR!?*holds hands to them*

Mc*Looks at the Now scared Luke, shocked Dia and Barbatos at the sudden outburst*Dont worry Boy'sI'll take care of this~*Snaps back at the man*WHAT AM I, SANTA CLAUS? YOU GIVE ME A DOLLAR!?

Man*Got scared by their outburst and give you a dollar shuffling away from you*

Mc*Takes it and gives it to luke*YEAAAAAH!

Luke*Looking in awe at you, He will remember that*Waaah!~

...So Luke learn something that day-

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celestialfantasiess · 1 year

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No but imagine when you die and you first go to heaven and discovers that paradise is extremely exaggerated. It's beautiful you have to admit that but the rules man, the rules are crazy. Can't even throw a good party because almost nothing is allowed here. Sex, alcohol and you could go on about the weird rules. So having enough of this you keep breaking the rules one by one until you fall from grace and end up in the devildom again. Diavolo and Barbatos find you and are like what the hell are you doing here. So you explain what happened so they call the brothers and so here you are strutting back into hell with your demon lovers behind you and the prince next to you. And you strut back into RAD and your like I'm back bitches. All the demons let out a sigh of relief at you because those weeks without you were crazy. No you equals no person to keep the brothers in check except Lucifer who they don't listen to that well so they were very glad with your return.

Mc: I'm back bitches

Every demon in RAD: please never leave again

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thewritetofreespeech · 1 year

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MC + Cursed Toddler-fied Boys (part 2)

prompt: I did a scenario a while ago for the ‘The Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’ event, but realized I never did one for the B-list boys. This must be rectified. (part i)

Diavolo

Seriously. You all needed to stop leaving cursed books around.

Once ‘The Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’ had been recovered from the last time it fell into the wrong hands, it had safely be tucked away in the archives. Where it was to remain, to your knowledge, for all of known time.

Or at least a year. Whichever came first, apparently, since someone had taken it out a let it on the loose.

“I can’t find him.” Barbatos bemoaned with a sigh as you both continued to search for his master. “You don’t think he could have wandered off somewhere? In his current state, there’s no telling what mischief he’d get into. Or worse, if people see him like this.”

“Diavolo is a pretty level headed guy.” You assure him.

“You don’t know what he was like when he was younger.” He sighed again as he closed the doors to one of the wardrobes, finding no young master in it. “Maybe he’s in the garden. I’ll check there.”

“I’ll keep searching in the castle.” You told him. To which Barbatos nodded and took his leave.

Once he was out of the door, and out of ear shot, you heard rustling under the bed that piqued your curiosity. “Diavolo?” You asked as you pulled back the bedding. “What are you doing under there?”

“SSShhh!” He hissed with a finger to his lips. “I’m hiding from Barbatos. I don’t want him to find me [Y/N].”

“So you masked your presence so he couldn’t find you.” Clever, for the mind of a child. “Why are you hiding from Barbatos?”

“Because if he finds me he’ll make me do work.” You tilted your head to the side, and Diavolo scrunched in tighter on himself. “He’s always making me do things I don’t want to. Write my lessons. Learn new spells. How to speak at public outings. It’s never any fun and it’s all work, work, work!”

“True. But we all have to do things we don’t want to now and then.” Although, this didn’t sound a lot different than Diavolo’s normal schedule these days. “Diavolo, did you open the book and curses yourself so you could get out of work for a few days?” His eyes shyly darted over towards you before they darted away again. “Diavolo.”

“I just didn’t want to be a grown up anymore!” He whined. “It’s never any fun. I never get to do what I want. People are always counting on me.”

You nodded. “I guess that isn’t very fun.” You shift around to lay on your stomach and be eye-to-eye with Diavolo under the bed. “We have fun together though, don’t we? And you don’t need to put a curse on yourself to make it happen. If you ever need a break, just call me. We can play together anytime.”

Diavolo grinned and gave a firm nod. “Can we play battleships and sea monsters once, before Barbatos has to change me back?”

“Sure. I think we have time for that.”

Barbatos

It was a wonder that this castle ran at all without Barbatos around. He had only been cursed for a few hours, and it already seemed like everything was falling apart.

“Boys! Seriously! Can you try to not break everything in the castle??”

“We’re trying, but this is really hard!” Mammon argued.

“Yeah,” Levi agreed, “cut us some slack. We only pretend to be butlers now and then. We don’t have the refined, gentlemanly arts of real butlers.”

“Barbatos does it.”

“He is a Satan.” Lucfier replied. “Why don’t you go check on him? I’ll try to keep them out of anymore trouble in their effort to ‘help’.” You sighed and left to do as you were told. At least you would be away from the sound of crashing.

“Barbatos?” You called as you opened the door. “Are you feeling ok?”

“Oh yes [Y/N].” Barbatos replied. Looking up at you with soft eyes from his small table setting on the floor. “We are having a tea party. Would you like to join?”

You looked around to see a pile of books, one ornate pillow, and an actual stuffed rabbit sitting in a circle with him. Each with a china tea cup in front of them. “Um….sure.” You come over and sit cross legged beside Barbatos as he prepared you a cup as well. “Who are we having tea with?”

“This is Lady Downing. She is from the region of comforter and came all this way for chamomile tea.” You awkwardly wave at the pillow. “This is Lord Booksly. He’s very well read.” You snort out a laugh as you take your tea. “And this is Thaddeus. He is a rabbit.”

“No title for Thaddeus?” You ask while sipping your tea.

“Rabbits can’t have titles. They don’t hold land. Because they are rabbits.” You let out a knowing ‘ah’ at the explanation, and choose to take Barbatos word for it.

You finish off the tea with Barbatos and soon enough, with his great powers, the curse wore off. He thanked you for keeping an eye on him and came out of his room to inspect the castle after the boys had ‘helped’. “Well….I suppose it’s the thought that counts….”

Simeon

The sound of foot steps barreling down the hall announced Simeon before he entered the room. “[Y/N]! [Y/N]! Can you read this book to me??”

You set your own book down and look over at him with a smile. Since his cursed episode, you had been watching Simeon to make sure he didn’t get into any trouble. Which, was pretty easy. He didn’t usually seek out trouble, and must have been a good cherub in his youth, because he just sat and read all day with you. The only ‘up roar’ he caused was when he went to find a ‘big boy’ book and have you read it to him.

“Sure. Which one did you pick?” He handed it to you and you have to snicker, finding a TSL book in your hand. “Wow. What a good choice.”

“Do you like this book?” Simeon asked, bright eyed, as he sat cross legged in front of you.

“Yes. I do. In fact the author is a very good friend.”

“Really???” He gushed, and you were literally biting your tongue not to laugh.

“Yep. He’s very nice. And funny. And handsome.”

“Can I meet him one day?”

“I’m sure you will.” You smirk as you open the book and start to read.

Later, when the curse had worn off, Simeon was very embarrassed that he had picked his own writing as his favorite book. “It’s a little narcissistic, don’t you think?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” you told him, “sometimes you need to be your own best fan.”

Raphael

You shouldn’t be surprised that it was quiet. Raphael was usually a very quiet person. But, if dealing with children had taught you anything it was when children were quiet something bad was going on.

“Hey there Raphael. Whatca doin’?”

“Coloring.” He replied. Still completely focused on his drawings.

“Oh, that’s nice.” Not as serious as you thought. “Can you tell me what you’re drawing there?” Thinking it would be a nice woodland scene. Or maybe some places around the castle.

“The Plauges.”

Your face went very pale at his answer and Raphael turned his picture around to show you. “That’s the river of blood. Those are the frogs & locusts sent to barren their crops. This is when Father sent the suffer and ash to destroy the cities of the sinners. This guy is dead because he got hit in the head with one of the rocks.”

“O….Oh…well that’s very….descriptive.”

Raphael smiled and went back to coloring. Completely obvious to the anxious knot that just tied itself in your stomach. Should you like….lock the door or something?

You asked Raphael about his picture when he was back to normal and he snorted. “Don’t be absurd.” He chastised. “The sinners were obliterated on impact when the suffers came. There would be corpses on the ground like this.”

+ Luke

Finally. The ‘Forbidden Book of Toddlerization’ was put away and out of sight. Hopefully under lock and key, and prepared to be thrown into the bottom of the ocean.

You let out a big sigh as you flop down into a chair. Letting all the stress of this week from a new batch of boys acting like children seep out of your bones. You suppose it wasn’t so bad. They were all kind of cute.

“Hey [Y/N],” Your ears pick up when you hear Luke’s voice.

“What is it Luke?”

“I was in the library looking for a new recipe book and came across this one.” He came into view and your face went white as you saw what he was holding. Your nightmare still very true. “Do you know what it is?”

“Luke don’t touch that!” You shout. Which startled the sweet lad, and causing him to drop the book and crack open. It’s powers activating and a big puff of smoke filling the room.

You cough and bat the smoke clouds away, not sure what was going on. This hadn’t happened before with the other curses. So you feared the worse as you called out for Luke. “Luke? Luke? Are you there?”

“I think so.” An older, deeper voice called back and, as the smoke selected, the statuesque figure of a young man was standing there. “I feel tall.”

Your mind went blank as you stared up at the young man in front of you. It was clearly Luke. You could tell from his eyes. But this hadn’t happened with anyone else. “What is going on?”

“The book must have realized I was already a kid and switched it in reverse.” He reasoned, taking a look at himself. “Instead of making me younger, it made me older. Both mentally and physically.”

“That makes sense.” Or as much sense as the evidence, and every other weird thing that had happened in your life in the Devildom, allowed. “Hopefully it wears off as quickly as the others.”

“I don’t.” Luke interjected. “I hate being the youngest. No one takes me seriously, or treats me like a joke.” You supposed that might be true. Unintentional, but true. “Plus, when I’m my real age, I can’t do this.” Luke‘s hand reached out towards your chin to clasp it, before he leaned in towards you. “You don’t take me seriously either.”

Your mind froze again as he continued to lean in. Clearly for a kiss. Unsure how to stop him or how to get your head wrapped around the situation, even as he came closer.

Luckily, just before your lips touched, there was another puff of smoke and Luke was at his proper size again. “Hn? What happened?”

“Nothing!” You clipped. You quickly scramble to get the book up off the floor and held it in a death grip. “You just grabbed the wrong book. I’m gonna….keep it with me for a while.” You hustle out of the room in a flash, then pull out your phone to ask, “hey Karasu-san, where is the nearest beach?”

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heartagram-vv · 4 days

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Obey me Simeon moodboard

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sailorrose19 · 2 months

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Angel trio prom pictures

Raph got caught off guard and Simeon managed to take the picture of them wait until they share a dance and Luke promised Michael he'd capture as many moments from RAD's first ever prom with pictures and videos and to tell him all about it and maybe get Luke to convince Rosella bring prom to the Celestial Realm and get the chance to experience it himself.

#obey me fanart #obey me mc #obey me shall we date #obey me!#obey me #obey me nightbringer #prom #prom picture #prom night #obey me simeon #obey me raphael #obey me luke #simeon x mc #raphael x mc #luke x mc #obey me angels #smile for the camera #Royal Academy of Diavolo

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inhuman-obey-me · 2 years

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😈 with Diavolo and MC please? :D

"All we've got are cruel intentions" - Diavolo/MC

It strikes you, the way the gold shimmers under the flickering lights around the castle’s throne room. It is in the intricate carvings of gilded columns, in the hypnotizing patterns that sprawl across the floor, in the plating that covers the very seat that gives the hall its name. It is at once inviting and foreboding – a warmth akin to an embrace, yet unparalleled in its grandiosity.

Fitting, you think, for the one who stands before you. It is the same gold that adorns his body, the same gold that molds the sharp points of his wings and horns, the same gold that observes you now with intrigue.

“A grimm for your thoughts?” Diavolo’s voice is soft, yet you can’t help but notice a hint of worry.

“It’s just…” You start, trying to get those thoughts in order. “...Sometimes, I forget.”

“Forget what?”

“Where I am. Who you are.” You notice his jaw tense. “I asked to come here because I felt like I needed a reminder.”

“While it is important to understand the gravity of my station,” he murmurs, a sad smile now forming on his lips, “you know I’d rather you not think of me as just the future demon king. What brought this on?”

“I’m not sure.” A pause. “You know, you’re always so kind, Diavolo. Some even say it’s hard to believe you’re a demon.”

A somber chuckle leaves him as he turns and walks a few steps, his back turned towards you. “Of course. Those who believe us to be nothing but monstrous, bloodthirsty beings are surprised to find that their narrow viewpoints are just that – theirs.”

“Well, you have to admit that there is a reason for that reputation.” You speak carefully, shifting weight from one foot to the other as you watch for his reaction.

“Hm.” A deep hum, and his wings slightly flare out as he slowly turns back toward you, his expression unreadable. “We may not abide by the same morals as humans, but that does not mean that all we’ve got are cruel intentions.”

He beckons you then, asking for you to follow him out of the throne room and down one of the many halls of the Demon Lord’s Castle. You abide quietly, a shudder running through you as you feel the many eyes that cover the wall in various portraits watching you – some with disdain, others with disgust, and some with twisted glee.

“Here.” Diavolo stops in front of an alcove, a large painting filling the recess. “Do you know what this is a painting of?”

“It … looks like a battle.” Studying the intricate brushstrokes, you can make out the flurry of wings and spears, claws and ichor. “A battle with the angels.”

“Yes. This was the Hastaura Massacre, though I’m sure the angels call it something quite different.” A grim shadow settles on his features, his usual warm eyes now cold. “It was a day where the Celestial Realm decided to rain upon an unsuspecting town outside of the capital, in the height of the ongoing war. Many demons died, and it was a great loss for the Devildom. It was just one of many throughout history.”

The anguish in the painting is palpable, an unsettling feeling forming in the pit of your stomach. You’re not sure if the cries you hear are reaching through the canvas or just your imagination.

“I show you this only to say that demons and angels are not as different from each other as you have been led to believe.” His voice is low, turning away from the painting to fix his gaze once more on you. “There is cruelty in us all. Some have been able to paint their cruelty as righteous while decrying others as evil and sinister.” The sad smile returns to his lips. “It’s all just a matter of perspective.”

The warmth returns to those fierce gold eyes, the future demon king extending a hand towards you. “I may not be like the demons you’ve read about, but I still am one, and one that deeply cares about those in my realm. Is that so hard to believe?”

You place your palm in his, sighing with a small smile. It was this very sincerity that drew you toward him. “No, I suppose it isn’t.”

#i thought this was going to be on the shorter side and then idk what happened #couldn't figure out a good way to concisely end it so sorry about that asdlfj #have lots of thoughts concerning angels and demons and morality tbh #the all encompassing [mod] cosmos #obey me #obey me!#obey me swd #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me diavolo #obey me diavolo x mc #obey me diavolo x reader #obey me fic #obey me drabble #writings #2700 follower celebration

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lucienthe-best · 1 year

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🍰Sneaky Butler 🍰

Summary / The brothers and mc where invited to the royales castle and things took a turn for the best for Mc and there love interest

Barbatos x reader

Knock knock… the silence of my room was quickly by someone or something at the door.

"Who is it?" I said, looking away from my phone.

"Mc we've been invited to Diavolos castle for dinner, get ready, we are leaving in 1 hour" just by the tone of voice I knew who it was. The tall black haired and busy guy Avatar of pride Lucifer also known as morning star on his angel days. I didn't waste time. I wanted to go and make a good impression on the prince and his handsome butler. I wanted to wear a red dress, Asmo the avatar of lust and in my opinion the guy who thinks everything means it is him who anyone is talking about. But I saw a black dress with a dark green bow on the waist and put it on since it looked better for the occasion. I waited for the brothers at the front door as they got ready one by one.

As we made it to the castle Lucifer told us to be on our best behavior since he didn't want to disappoint Diavolo. As we made our way in the castle we were greeted by The Mighty Barbatos, the prince's most trustworthy butler. He then walked us to the dining room. I couldn't keep my eyes off him, the way he walked, the way he talked, the way he did anything such as even being near me made me melt.

"Right this way." Barbatos said, making me snap back to reality. "Thank you " was all I could say to the butler opening the door for us to walk in. That's when we saw two angels chatting with a human. The angels were Simeon and Luke who happened to be invited and brought Solomon with them after in a little chit chat with Luke, Barbatos heard it was Solomon's day in charge of the cooking.

Everything was going smoothly and everyone talked and even when the prince himself came in it was all calm going smoothly. Of course the butler was nowhere near this as he was the one who was cooking. I decided to pay him a visit since I know it's hard to cook for a lot of people. As I made my way to the kitchen the butler looked at the direction of the door as I walked in.

" I'm sorry I'm taking so long, Miss Mc dinner will be served in a few minutes" the butler said as he stirred something.

"It alright I just came by to see if I could help on something" I said as I made my way next to him. Something in him wanted to say no but the other wanted to say yes just to spend time with Mc.

"If you insist you can go get me some flour from under the cabinet behind me" Barbatos told us not to make eye contact so the frosting he was making didn't go to waste. AS I made my way to the counter I opened the cabinet and saw seed flour, hellfire flour, iguana flour and spicy flour. I didn't know which one to pick so I looked back at Barbatos to ask him which one and I was surprised to see that he was already looking at me and looking away as we made eye contact.

" The hellfire flour please." Barbatos said as he put the bowl down so he could get another one for the flour. I went ahead and grabbed it and there was a little bit of pink on his cheek. I wonder why and that's when I remember. I was bent down, behind him, in a dress, AND I DIDN'T WEAR SHORTS. Just the thought made me blush. He could see my underwear. I literally flash him.

"Mc?" His voice smacked me to reality. I wanted to say I was sorry but it would have made it more embarrassing. "Yes? " I told him in the best calm voice I could pull up.

"Could you pass me the flour" I still had the flour in my hand while all of this was happening. I gave it to him and started to mix the frosting for him while he prepared the pastries. I then realized I could take advantage of the situation. I look at him as he places some ingredients on the bowl. I walked behind him and gave him a hug from behind.

"Hm? What's this? " He stopped his tracks as I started to move my hands to his vest buttons. He turned me around to face him and he pinned me to the counter. "Is this really the reason you came? " he moves his hand down to my hip "to seduce me?" The heat of his breath was near my neck and it sent shivers down my spine but I enjoyed it. He started to lower his hand again now under my skirt, I couldn't help but to mumble something that caught his attention.

"What did you say? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you. How about you speak louder" the grip now on my inner thighs became more possessive and more aggressive. I looked to my left and saw something and I returned my view to him and just about as he opened his mouth I let something in his mouth. Now my fingers in his mouth cover in frosting and his own salvia.

"How does it taste?" I said in a giggle as he was as surprised as I was when he turned me around. He giggles with me when he grabs some frosting and places it on my cheek.

"Hey! " I place my index finger on the frosting. "Oh my bad you move, let me help you" he then moves forward and licks the frosting off my cheek. That made me as red as the hellvish tomato he was cutting a few minutes ago. Then he lifted his weight to watch me from on top of me. It was clear that not only he was enjoying this, he was taking advantage of it.

"Looks like I missed a spot" then he proceeds to suck my index finger. “If a kiss is all you want, why don't you ask for it, no need to get messy” he leaned forward and kissed my lips that moment was something I didn't want it to end his warm lips touching mine he hand getting tiger the more he dug his tongue into me. When something caught both of our attention you could hear yelling and things being thrown outside these walls. He pulled away looking at the kitchen door.

As soon a word was about to exit my mouth he let go off me and lower my skirt and clean my hand with a napkin and the door of the kitchen open. Barbatos quickly move from on top of me and made his posture and face the door of the kitchen.”Yes, my lord?” Now standing there was the prince. “Barbatos I'm sorry to take this moment away from me but could you help me?. Looks like Lucifer found out that Mammon stole Lucifer's wallet while he was working.” Diavolo now stands looking at the scene of his butler who is covered in messy red lipstick. Barbatos now walking to Diavolo grabs a napkin from his pocket and cleans his face maintaining his pace as he walks.

“Yes young master” as he walks behind Diavolo. As he walks behind him he turns around to look at me. “Mc, would you be kind enough to finish the pastries?” He said with a very loving eye I could stare at them all day long. That when he snapped his finger and that took me to reality “yes sir” really sir that's all i could come up with at least he walked away with a smile. I wonder what else he likes being called.

Hi this is my first post I hope you guys enjoy it if not I'm sorry but I am taking suggestion of other obey me characters. Now barbatos isn't a character I interact that much so I did try my best and if you guys want a second part I would gladly do it.

#obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me lucifer #obey me sfw #obey me diavolo x lucifer #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me barbatos x mc #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me brothers #obey me angels #obey me royals

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hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain · 1 year

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Mephistopheles TS playlist in this exact order based on his relationship/breakup with Dia + the last 3 songs on the list are about staring over with MC

Love Story

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

Better than Revenge

Look What You Made Me Do

I Knew You Were Trouble

Cardigan

Red

All Too Well (sad girl autumn version)

Don't You

I Bet You Think About Me

Clean

Begin Again

Delicate

Daylight

My favorite lyrics:

"We were both young when I first saw you" (Love Story) - literally him and Dia at the start

"There is nothing I do better than revenge" - Meph helping Satan and Belphie prank Lucifer

"Look What You Made Me Do" - after the prank he assisted Satan and Belphie with was successful

"A friend to all is a friend to none. Chase two girls demons, lose the one" (Cardigan) - Dia flipflopping between Lucifer and Mephisto playing them both

"Loving him was red" - do I have to explain this?

"gone was any trace of you I think I am finally clean" - Meph getting over and moving on after the breakup with Dia

"I once believed love would be burning red but it's golden like daylight" - Meph starting over with MC or anyone else

#I love Diavolo but he's pretty bad at handling relationships #and the way he attracts demons angels and humans with his big badonkers doesn't help either #this is what the Eras tour would look like in the Devildom #mephistopheles obey me #obey me mephistopheles #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me meme #obey me memes #obey me crack #obey me nightbringer #lucifer obey me #diavolo obey me #mephistopheles x mc #Mephistopheles x Diavolo #lucifer x diavolo #omswd mephisto #omswd mephistopheles

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nogenderbee · 1 year

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Obey Me Masterlist

Brothers

1st Masterlist - finished

2nd Masterlist - in progress

Other characters

1st Masterlist - in progress

❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉⊱•═•⊰❉

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angelgoeslewd · 11 months

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say it again. (demon edition.)

🔮 summary: how to make Diavolo, Barbatos, Mephistopheles cum in 3 seconds flat.

⚠️ warnings: 18+ content, minors DNI, heavy dirty talk, mentioning of breeding kinks, cum eating, and degradation, AFAB! reader.

[AVATAR EDITION.] [ANGEL EDITION (ft. Solomon).]

DIAVOLO:

“Fill me up, please, please, please! I want it so bad, I want to have your babies, I wanna be yours, all yours, cum in me, in me, in me, in me!”

“Mark me up, please… bite me. I want everyone to know I’m all yours. Everywhere, I want your mouth all over me.”

“My king…”

BARBATOS:

“So good, so good — never been fucked so good before, you’re the only one who could make me feel this good, only one who could fuck me like this.”

“It’s all yours- my pussy belongs to you. It’s yours, yours, yours!”

“I want your cum. I’m gonna swallow all of it.”

MEPHISTOPHELES:

“I don’t care if anyone sees, I need you right now! Please, Mephisto, I’ll do anything for you… anything. Anything to get your cock in me.”

“Take a photo of me after? I want you to see me covered in your cum forever.”

“I’m your dirty slut.”

#obey me #☕️ of obey me #angelic songs #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me mephistopheles #obey me nb #obey me swd #obey me nightbringer #diavolo x reader #diavolo x you #barbatos x reader #barbatos x you #mephistopheles x reader #mephistopheles x you #a short drabble to break up the wait #obey me smut

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cooler-ian · 11 months

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Ok so, Satan is Diavolo's biological son and I won't take no for an answer.

When Lucifer and Diavolo first met they did the naked worm with each other. Unprotected. and when Lucifer cut his wings off that was the equivalent of birth, the real reason Diavolo gave them a free house is cause he wants to be a good baby daddy but Lucifer doesn't want him directly involved in their sons life.

Diavolo pays millions in child support.

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momokotuharumaki · 10 months

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Temptation of an Angel

#obey me #obey me shall we date #reidia #rei #rei obey me #diavolo x rei #diavolo x mc #obey me diavolo #angel au #angel au rei #angelau!rei #innocence/ignorance

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askthelovenest · 11 months

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...Can you guess who my favorites are?

#selfship community #selfship #selfinsert x canon #selfinsert #obey me!#obey me! diavolo #obey me! lucifer #obey me! simeon #demon boyfriend #demon x human #monster boyfriend #monster x human #angel boyfriend #angel x human #alivolo #lucen #alion (ship)#my art

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thewritetofreespeech · 1 year

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Obey me - Christmas dates (II)

Simeon

“Is this it?”

“No. That’s not it.”

“Is this it?”

“Hmm…no. That’s still not it.”

“Is this it?”

“No. But keep trying [Y/N].”

You grumble at Simeon’s optimistic smile and put the book down. When he asked you to accompany him to the local bookstore, you thought this would be more cute & romantic. Not a scavenger hunt through the aisle looking for a book he wouldn’t tell you the name of.

“If you just told me what the book was called, we could look it up in the directory. Or ask someone.”

“No, no. I don’t want to trouble anyone.” Simeon insisted. Combing through the books by their spines. “It’s a red book, and it should be in the new release section.”

“Super helpful Simeon….” You sarcastically reply, as you stand in a sea of red and green book covers for the holidays.

The angel sighed. “I’m sorry [Y/N]. But…it’s really important. I want it to be a surprise so….please bear with me.” You sigh back and keep searching. You really couldn’t say no to Simeon.

Going down another aisle, you spot a book that was facing forward on the shelf. Cover displayed and not the spine. Clearly new, but bound in a way to make it look like an old tome amongst it’s bright shiny partners. You picked it up and flipped a few pages. “Is this it?”

Simeon’s head popped out around the other bookcase and he beamed. “Yes!” Darting over he picked it up with glee. “I can’t believe we found it!”

“What’s so special about this book?” You had to know after all this searching.

The angel got a little shifty in his stance, and blush started to form on his cheeks. “Well….I wrote it.”

“You did?” That wasn’t really a surprise. You were well aware that Simeon was a very gifted writer. From Levi’s favorite series to his smaller pieces of fiction. What surprised you was that he seemed so shy about it. “Why did you want to keep that a secret?”

“Well….read it.” He offered, along with handing you back the book and waiting for you to open it.

You only read a small portion, but the story was about a young protagonist lost in the world of Christmas. Magically transported there, they encounter the seven guardians of Christmas who have lost their path in life to find their way home. The youngest who doesn’t deliver the presents because he was too lazy to do his route. The middle one who is such a perfectionist about everything looking perfect in the gifts that nothing ever gets done. The third who thinks that they should just have robots do all of Christmas and not have any human interaction at all. The second who values money over gifts & people. You get the idea.

“This…is about me?”

“Not exactly,” Simeon replied with a chuckle. Rubbing the back of his head. “But, you were the inspiration. I always find it amazing how you help the brothers find their way. Even me sometimes. This is sort of my Christmas gift to you. So the whole world can see how thoughtful and brave you are. Even if it is a Christmas story.”

You held the book to your chest and felt incredibly moved. Both by the gesture and Simeon’s words.

Taking a step forward, you lean up to give him a peck on the lips. To which he blushed deeper and seemed alarmed. “Thank you Simeon. It’s a wonderful present.”

The angel grinned and took your arm. “Don’t mention it.”

Solomon

You watch the boys play in the snow. Continuing to build tree forts, and snow people, and icy sculptures in the winter wonderland around the school. “Almost feels like home, doesn’t it?”

You turn around to see Solomon standing there. His hair white as the snow, with his usual coy smile on his face. “I suppose. You don’t want to play with the others?”

“I’m not really the ‘tag along’ type.” He replied with a soft chuckle. Which you return.

“I was surprised that you couldn’t make this happen, and we had to go to the yetis for help.” You add. Needling the sorcerer a bit. “I mean, the great and powerful sorcerer Solomon should be able to make a snow storm no problem.”

“It’s not that simple.” Solomon replied. Calm, but clearly miffed by your words.

His hand flicked up. A wisp of white floating around it that danced like the snowflakes in the air. “It’s more than just power. There are other factors at play.” His hand shifted and a sparkling diamond of ice appeared in his hand. “The elemental nature. The disruption. Magic is about balance and if you off set that on a whim, bad things happen.” The diamond shifted into an orb. Floating effortlessly in his hand. “Then there’s distance. I could have easily done the Houses, or the school, if they asked. But the whole of the Devildom? That’s a strain I don’t want to think about.” The ice shifted again, this time into a twirling ballerina. “Then of course there’s the most basic of answers. I didn’t feel like doing it because if I did I’d be spending all my time casting spells instead of spending time with you.” The ballerina morphed into a beautiful, crystal like rose. Each icy petal unique and flawless, which he plucked out of the air and handed to you. “It’s a much better afternoon.”

You blush and Solomon’s offering & words. “Well….thank you. I suppose it is a better afternoon.”

The sorcerer grinned a smug smirk, then leaned in to kiss your cheek. “Feels a little cold.” He said, before offering his hand to you. “Why don’t we head inside to warm up. Before the others notice.”

Raphael

The hustle and bustle of downtown this early to Christmas was palpable in the air. People moving from shop to shop to finish getting gifts. Trying to fit in all the season trips & treats this time of year had to offer. Among the crowd trying to see it all, was you and Raphael.

“So, where should we go next?”

“Michael wants me to send him some of the Christmas treats from Madam Screams & Devian. He’s grown rather fond of the Devildom sweets since we’ve been sending them to him.”

“Sounds good! We should pick up some for Luke too. And the boys. I know Beel will be excited to see the box when we get home, and it will be easier just to get him his own than fight him for it.” You laugh at your own joke and Raphael gave a sort of begrudging grin in reply.

Heading down the street, you see a long line at the corner where you’re supposed to turn to get to the sweet shops. “Excuse me, what’s this line for?”

“Madam Screams.”

You both looked shocked as this line had to be 40 people deep, easy, to get to the front door. “Well, maybe Madam Devin’s is a bit less of a wait…”

“You mean that line over there?” The other patron asked rhetorically as they pointed to another, equally long line across the street.

“Oh poop….” You mutter as your shoulder sink, but you quickly pick yourself up with an energizing huff and turn to Raphael. “We’ll have to divide and conquer then. I’ll wait here, and you get in the Madam Devin line, and we’ll meet back in the middle when we’re done.”

“Split up?” Raphael asked cautiously. “But shouldn’t we stick together?”

“This line is going to take forever. And it’s as short as it’s going to get for either of them. This will be faster.”

“But you want to stand in line alone for hours?”

“I don’t mind.” You mean….you really hoped it wasn’t hours…. “This is important to you. I know how seriously you take these tasks from Michael, so I want to help.”

Raphael seemed moved for a moment, before his face fell and he hung his head. “This isn’t for Michael.” The confession took you by surprise before he continued. “I lied so you’d come out and help me. So I picked out all those things to do today and said Michael wanted to see them. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to waste your time.”

You were shocked now by the truth and asked, “why didn’t you just ask me to come out with you?”

“I didn’t think you’d want to spend the afternoon together if it wasn’t for work. I know I’m not as…vivacious as the others in our circle. I’m ashamed to admit that I resorted to petty trickery to try and get your attention. Like a fool.”

You smirk at Raphael’s honesty. Not thrilled about being lied to, but understanding he was coming from a good place. “You didn’t have to come up with some scheme. I like spending time with you, when we get the chance. If you want to go out with me, be honest.”

The angel nodded once in understanding. Then he reached out and took your hand in his. “May we continue our date? I promise, no more pretenses.”

“Actually, I want to see what’s on this list now.” You tease as you lean into Raphael. “Now that I know it’s not for Michael, I want to know what you picked out for us.”

Raphael blushed, but slowly handed you the list. “I…I wanted to go see the silver fin ducks in Hellsing park.”

“Awww…” You cooed. “That’s pretty sweet.”

“I like their feathers.” Raphael stated as you both headed for the park side by side now. “They remind me of the tips of my spears.”

Diavolo

You had gotten an urgent text from Diavolo to come over to the castle ASAP, so you sprinted over there after class.

Sure, Diavolo could be a little excitable in texts. Finding it the only medium he could express himself since he had to be so formal in public. But he would never abuse the power of an emergency text for something trivial. Right….?

“Hello [Y/N]!” He greeted cheerfully when you arrived. All smiles and boisterous energy as usual.

“Hello….? What’s the emergency? You told me to come right over.”

“Emergency?” He parroted curiously. “Ah! Oh yes. The tree!”

“The tree?” You seemed to just be repeating things back & forth to each other, as none of this made sense.

“Let me show you.” The prince took your hand and led you down the halls of the palace towards the grand ballroom. “The tree for the Christmas ball arrived and I wanted you to be the first to see it.”

You step into the ballroom and, once there was a field of gold & silver, was a sea of green. “Whoa…” You gape out in alarm. “It’s….big.”

“Yes I know.” He seemed very proud of himself. “I had this idea that everyone could make or bring an ornament and we could hang it on the tree. So we needed a big one to make that happen.”

“That’s actually very sweet Diavolo.” The prince let out his usual, bright laugh at your remark.

“I also wanted you to be the first to hang something on it. I wanted you to help me with the star.”

Your eyes pan up the colossal height of the tree. “I think that might be an issue. There probably isn’t a ladder big enough to get me up there.”

He laughed again and suddenly was wrapped in a cloak of dark shadows before reappearing in his demon form. “That won’t be an issue.”

Handing you the star, Diavolo picked you up in his arms. Then with a great flap of his wings had you in the air and at the top of the tree in no time. “…..There!” You announce once you’d settled the star at the top. “Does it look straight?”

“Looks great to me!”

Floating back down to the ground, Diavolo held you for a bit longer before you asked. “Are you going to put me down?”

To which he sighed and muttered, “if I must.”

Once he sat you down he shifted back to his typical form with a softer smile. “Thank you for your help [Y/N]. I…suppose you have to leave now?”

“Not right away.” He perked up at that with another smile. “Let’s talk more about the party. Do you have any other fun plans than the ornaments to keep people in the holly jolly mood?”

“Do I!”

Barbatos

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house…you know the rest.

Actually, it wasn’t the night before Christmas anymore. It was now the very early hours of Christmas morning, but it was still quiet and calm as no one had woken up yet. No one, that it, except one man.

“[Y/N]….” You mutter and squirm in your sleep at the sound of your name. Thinking it was a dream before you heard it again. “[Y/N]…” You open your eyes and see Barbatos standing there. A gentle smile on his face as he looked at you with affection. “Happy Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas…” You reply back in sleepy automation. With a yawn and small stretch, you realize it was technically morning and Christmas morning at that. “What time is it?”

“Early, I’m afraid. My apologies.” He said sincerely. “The day will be very busy for the both of us, and I know your attention will be on others today, so I at least wanted to be the first to wish you a Happy Christmas and spend this time with you.”

“That’s sweet.” You reply. Sitting up. “I wish I had known. I would have worn nicer pajamas.”

Barbatos chuckled. Then slid into bed beside you; over the covers of course. “You never have to change for me. I think you’re perfect the way you are.”

You smile, then curl up into the demon’s side with a sigh. “Your present is downstairs under the tree. Sorry.”

“This is all I need.” He replied. “I did bring you some tea and biscuits. In case you were feeling peckish when you awoke. Would you like some? It’s a Christmas blended tea from the human world that I got for today.”

“Sure!”

He brought the tray over, and the two of you share tea & biscuits in your bed. Watching the snowfall. When you were finished Barbatos tucked you back into bed and kissed your forehead before departing. “Rest now, [Y/N]. I’m sure those brothers will be clamoring for your affection any moment now. Don’t tell them I was here first.

part i

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