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voiidlizrd · 7 months

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“Just a Sign, Lord, Anything”

(Nightbringer! Simeon x GN! Reader)

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Disclaimer(s): religious imagery, mentions of God, Celestial War spoilers, longing Simeon, religious doubt, blasphemy(?), angst, lots of angst, hints of poly MC, mentions of Lilith, slight Nightbringer spoilers for lessons 10-12 (I believe)

(A/N): I was scrolling through Twitter when I saw an entry of Aziraphale’s diary from Good Omens and thought of Simeon with Demon MC in Nightbringer. I’ll put a picture of the entry at the end of the fic, but if I am hurting, I will share with the masses so I won’t be alone.

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Simeon is an archangel of God, mighty and powerful, yet so gentle and warm, embracing all and protecting every soul to guide them to Fathers Holy Light. Simeon, the archangel, who felt his heart shatter when he was forced to battle his Brothers, especially Lucifer, the one who he loved the most. He wept for days after their fall, the halls of Heaven were so much more colder after they left. Micheal couldn’t even comfort him, no matter how hard he tried. Heaven was warm, still, but quiet after the War. But Simeon had to move on, he knew.

But then he had the visitation from Diavolo to join the student transfer program to unite the realms. His heart clenched, stomach twisting in knots as he looked down at the letter clutched in his hands, he was close to shaking. In the Devildom, there would be demons, and with the demons, there would be the Brothers, but no Lilith.

He was fearful, even more fearful since that day.

Simeon was scared to go, but he had to. A part of him wanted to see this unification project through. He wanted to see the Brothers again, to be able to talk to Asmodeus, to drink coffee with Lucifer, to try and convince Mammon to stray away from his little pranks on his poor big brother.

Oh to have those mornings with them again, but he had to move on from the past. They would not be the same since the fall, especially now that they are slowly adapting to the Devildom. Maybe he was being a bit hopeful; delusion? But he could only wonder and question; have they been well? Are they okay? Are the demons welcoming them? Is Diavolo taking caring of them? Where are they living? Where would he live? Would he be with them?

His mind raced and he couldn’t pick a single one to fix himself to, for now, all he could do was pack his bags and be off with Luke.

When he arrived, was met with the expected reluctance, the heavy tension still lingering in the air, and the stiff presence of Lucifer who hung around him, protectively guarding his brothers.

But what he wasn’t expecting was you.

“Hello, you must be Simeon, right? My name is MC, the demon that is watching over the brothers during their stay of the Devildom!” You smiled at him so warmly, a warmth that he would expect to see from a fellow angel, as you held out your hand for him to take.

He felt his heart catch his throat when he looked into your eyes, a glitter in them that made him feel oddly nostalgic. His heart pounded, his knees felt weak, his skin was tingly as he grasped your hand, shaking it firmly. It was an odd feeling, a feeling he couldn’t quite explain when he met your eyes. They were so inviting, comforting, something he did not expect to see from any demon, like looking into the eyes of an old love.

Simeon shook himself out of his strange moment of vulnerability, silently, his guard was up. You were a demon. He could smell it on you, could feel the aura of your magic pulsing around you, sending a shiver down your spine. With the feeling alone, he felt it could take a single snap of your fingers and all realms could crumble.

But those eyes spoke otherwise.

“Ah, it’s good to know that Lucifer and the others are being taken care of.” Simeon smiled gently to you, retracting his hand, the tingle of your touch on his palm.

“Psh, it ain’t like we need the help. But Diavolo insisted.” Mammon crossed his arms, unconsciously leaning close to your side.

Simeon noticed this.

He only smiled while he watched you interact with the brothers for days after he arrived. The way you comforted Asmodeus and immediately noticed something was wrong, even if the facade he put up was practically perfect. The way you could calm Satan down. The way you brightened Mammons day, bring a smile and confidence to Leviathan, know exactly when Beelzebub was hungry and have everything on you immediately, carry Belphegor whenever he was sleepy and find a place for him to nap, and most of all, you’d always take care of Lucifer. Bring him coffee, make him food and snacks, convince him to sleep at odd hours.

You were more than he expected. It made his heart flutter at these acts of kindness, to see you beam with pride whenever you did these acts with nothing to gain in return, to see you be the safe haven for the brothers when they are ostracized by the demons of the Devildom, even despite their status. You were the arms of heaven that they couldn’t reach anymore, you were the home they deserved, the love they needed, and he saw it.

Lucifer looked at you with such softness, even when his words would even feel like nails against the skin, even to Simeon.

Mammon was greedy, constantly wanting your attention and words of praise, melting into your touch and wanting nothing more than to hold you.

Leviathan was a bit confident whenever he spoke to you, being proud to speak little by little about his interests, finding his home in your arms much like his brother.

Asmodeus admitted to wanting to stare at you for hours, and there are days where he finds Asmodeus staring at his phone, looking at pictures of you and him together with a smile on his face and cheeks pink.

Satan is… A hard on for Simeon to read, but the only noticeable thing Simeon can see is the anger vanish as soon as you enter the room or come near him, leaning in close to you to melt into your touch.

Beelzebub shared his food with you always, making sure you take the first bite and watch you as you eat. Seeing you eat, he could tell, brought him joy knowing you enjoyed it as much as he did.

Belphegor was a demanding one, the youngest of the seven, the one who is spoiled the most aside from Mammon. He would always come to you and lay himself on you when you were sitting, or sit in your lap, promptly falling asleep on you happily.

Simeon noticed all of those, his heart clenching whenever he saw these little things. He wasn’t expecting to feel so much love inside the home, to see it for himself, to see that a demon is the one causing the House of Lamentations to feel so… Welcoming, so much like home.

And he wasn’t even going to start with Solomon, the human with hundreds of pacts and as powerful as you. The way he acted like a newlywed husband was clear in how he held you. It was even more strange to see the brothers get quickly jealous over Solomon, especially knowing you’d have to leave and go back to your home, where you live, with him.

The looks of admiration were even clear on Diavolo’s face! And even his butler!

It baffled Simeon.

It bugged him to no end. A demon like you had the whole Devildom wrapped around your finger. You could easily crush it under your thumb, bring the entire realm to its knees, yet you cradled it in your hands like it was home, feeling yourself only a resident living your life.

Everytime he saw this, everytime he saw you whenever you showed up to HOL, his heart fluttered and he barely knew how to speak, finding himself trapped in those eyes again, close to drowning in them again, submitting to the love that you emitted everywhere you went, so much love you wanted to give. He found himself envious, just like the brothers would be whenever Solomon showed off his relationship with you. Craving you. Desiring you.

It was wrong.

He knew he shouldn’t, he couldn’t. It was wrong.

So he resisted you while being kind, promising himself that he wouldn’t fall into the arms of your warmth. He promised himself to Heaven, and Heaven alone, to his Father and Their love.

But then it was that day he found out that it would be more difficult than he anticipated.

Simeon and Luke were in the kitchen together, attempting to bake whatever they could to gather experience with Devildom’s strange ingredients. Simeon had his back turned for only a moment, failing to see Luke attempting to climb the counter to grab the flour that was on the top shelf, when he found himself tumbling backwards with the flour coming down as well. Simeon turned around to grab Luke when he heard the little Angel yelp out, when you suddenly appeared and grabbed Luke into your arms, the flour hitting your head and spraying all over you and onto the floor. Luke looked up at you horrified as you coughed and clutched your eyes close tightly, sputtering to get the bland, thick flour out of your mouth.

“Well… This was unexpected.” You coughed out.

“MC!?” Luke gaped at you, the look on his face was of pure guilt but also embarrassment with you holding him. “P-Put me down!… Please?”

He figured saying please was the least he could do to the person holding him and the one who saved him from having to suffer a huge bump on the back of his head, even if his savior was a demon. He plopped himself on the ground and looked about at the flour, flushing with embarrassment.

“Are you okay Luke?” You asked, wiping the flour off your face.

His face darkened with red and looked down, nodding silently, and then running off to grab something to clean up the flour.

That left you and Simeon alone.

His heart was already thumping hard as he looked at you. You were so beautiful even with flour all over you, that smile running across your face as you looked at him, that sheepish grin that set his heart ablaze.

“Sorry about that Simeon. You didn’t get any flour on you, did you?”

He shook his head. Heart trapped in his throat as he swallowed. He couldn’t bring himself to speak.

“That’s good! I actually came here to ask if you wanted to see the stars with me tonight before, uh, you know…” you gestured to the flour and chuckled a little. “But, do you wanna see the stars with me tonight? You don’t have to if you’re busy, I just wanted to know if you’d like to see the Devildom constellations with me. Belphegor is grounded after cursing Lucifer’s ties again.”

He couldn’t. This was dangerous, he can’t say yes to you. This feeling would only worsen. Saying yes would mean burying himself further into the possibility of giving into the temptation.

“Yes, I’d love to.”

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The stars were beautiful, especially reflected in the color of your eyes, lighting them up as you stared up at the glass of the observatory, the stars lighting up the dark room as the two of you laid out on the ground with a blanket beneath you to make the two of you comfortable.

The stars were so beautiful, but you were more than the stars themselves, you were greater than the light above and he believed it deep down, even if he were to try and deny it. He understood what the brothers saw when they looked at you, the feeling inside of them that swelled inside, so close to bursting whenever he was near you. It was so unbearable, but he couldn’t get enough. It was a sin to be as greedy as this. The guilt followed him whenever this feeling occurred, but the overwhelming love would cloud over it, making it easier to bear, just a little.

“And that one, it looks similar to the one back in the human realm. It’s called the Libra, I think. But I’m not exactly sure.”

“You know a lot about the human realm and their stars, but not of the Devildom’s?”

“Ahh yeah… Is it wrong to say I was more interested in the stars of the other realms than in the Devildom?” You gave him that sheepish grin again, a small bit of sweat going down your brow.

He could tell you were lying. But said nothing. The lie went straight over his head because the smile you wore shrouded any doubt or concern he had. And that was wrong for an Angel to do, wasn’t it?

“No, no… Not at all.”

Then the silence. It left him alone with you and his thoughts, the feeling of you nearby made him warm inside. The more you inched closer, the more it grew, a fire inside of him growing hotter and hotter, the craving of greed to have and to hold you beginning to form, but he beat those thoughts down. They wavered the moment your hands touched, just a little.

“I hope to get to know you more, Simeon.” You whispered, his name on your lips sounding oh so sweet, sweeter than any cake or pastry, oh so sickening.

“And I, too, MC.” Your name flowed off his tongue, as if he were exhaling it just like he breathed it, your very existence hanging off your name on his tongue, burying itself inside of his chest and filling him. He wanted nothing more than to speak your name over and over, to call onto you every second of the day, to try and quell the desire that bubbled inside of him, but at the same time, wanting nothing more than to let this feeling simmer inside of him. He never wanted a moment to get enough of you.

But it was wrong to put something above the Divine.

The time passed and you were asleep right beside him, head lulled to the side and close to his shoulder, the feeling of your hair tickling against his skin.

He stared up at the stars, the simmering of his desire and his guilt fulling growing inside of him like a tight knot only growing tighter and tighter.

The thoughts of craving your touch, of wanting to feel your lips pressed against his skin, his lips, his face. To feel nothing more than your back pressed against his chest while in the kitchen, baking sweets and sharing a moment of being domestic like you’d be with Solomon.

Father, I don’t ask You for much, it’s not my place to ask and Angels don’t pray.

As he stared up at the stars he couldn’t help but feel his lower lip tremble and fists clench when you shifted yourself closer to him unconsciously, nuzzling yourself further into him, a small smile on your face.

But if you could give me a hint. Just a little one. Anything really.

He unclenched his fists, chest so much heavier than it was previously, fingers twitching as your hand was so much closer to his, the warmth of your body radiating onto him as you cuddled into his side while he laid there stiffly.

Is this a test?

“Simeon, as the brothers attendant and yours, I’d like to offer my help anyway I can. You are welcome here as far as I’m concerned. Any issue you have, let me know.” That smile again… Oh that smile and those eyes, those imperfections that came with that only added to your complexion, that only added to you.

I’m sure I’m being foolish. You’re far too busy to waste Your valuable time with a lowly angel like me.

But is it?

“Thank you for taking care of the brothers while I was in my coma, Simeon… I cant thank you enough and I truly can’t thank you enough…” You brought him into a hug, the warmth of your body much like how you’re cuddling him. “Even though I don’t regret what I did, I’m glad you were around for them when I couldn’t.”

Is MC my apple?

I’ve said no to them so many times… Yet they keep coming back everytime…

“Please, MC, I don’t need you to tell me how to handle my… ‘problems’ that I might have with the brothers. I appreciate your help, but I don’t need a demon to tell me how to deal with my problems.”

He doesn’t mean that. He needs your help desperately. He needs to know how he can make himself more approachable to the brothers, more close to them as he was before.

“That’s just fine. If you ever need me, Ill always be around for you.”

When everything else is uncertain, they are there.

I don’t want to disappoint You, Father, I don’t want to fail You. Everyday we grow closer, and everyday…

He brings his hand close to yours.

Simeon turns his head, your head close to his, his forehead touched yours. He turned his body to where he mirrored your position, his forehead still touching yours and he exhaled lightly, a shaky breath leaving him, tears close to escaping his eyes as his lip trembled, holding your hand in his tightly, feeling the warmth as if it would be for but a fleeting moment, the guilt only worsening but he couldn’t bare to find himself pull away from your warmth. The rise and fall of your chest hypnotizing to him, you looking so peaceful, even when you were just a demon. Your lips were so close to his with how his forehead was pressed against yours, so delectable and looking so soft and sweet.

I don’t know if my resolve can last much longer…

Please, Father, just a sign. Anything.

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Here is the picture I found on Twitter, I’m currently sobbing and will need to recover.

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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Obey me!Memes #178

Poly AsOlMc?...Asmo,Sol and Mc Relationship in the nutshell...

Solo:Finally...some able to keep up with his dramatic flair...

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agoldenluckycat · 1 year

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Bad Day😞

Suggestive content toward the end, basic fluffiness, no smut, still minors DNI, im an adult writing for adults

Imagine Mc was having a bad day, or just felt a little down and didn’t wanna be alone.

So they pull out their D.D.D. and open the group chat. The one with all the demon brothers in it they use for mostly coordinating meals and asking random house questions.

Mammon and Levi are fighting about money being owed again and MC hesitates to type, thinking perhaps it would be too much of a bother.

However, Mc types out “if anyone isn’t busy or has some time they don’t mind sparing, I’m feeling a little lonely right now and could use some cuddles”

Sending it out MC waits looking at the chat expecting the conversation to continue on like they hadn’t said anything.

“On my way”

Beel is the first of the group to text but not a few minutes later the chat explodes with responses of “be there soon” or “I’ll go, you all can return to your work”

When the door opens Beel is the first to walk through, no doubt he was already in the kitchen and closest to their room.

He hops on MC’s bed, tucks himself behind them and holds them like a little spoon.

No sooner than they get comfortable does the door open again. Mammon shouts for Beel to scoot over and he does, dragging Mc with him as they make room for him on the bed.

Mammon groans in frustration when the door opens and Asmo glides in giggling at the sight before him and piles on top of them.

Shortly after each of the brothers began filing in the room and on MC’s bed. Pretty quickly MC is covered in Demon brothers and blankets.

If MC could purr they would be. Instead they hum happily and close their eyes contented to sleep in the odd little space they’ve created together.

It’s the best sleep they’ve all gotten in months and when they wake, MC has plans to do it again, only next time….MC plans to be naked.

#obey me shall we date #obey me Mc #obey me brothers #obey me brain rot #obey me mammon x reader #obey me beelzebub x mc #obey me asmodeus x mc #obey me poly

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undead-merman · 2 years

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I can't find the one where mc finds a harpy egg and takes it back to the brothers to raise (also harpies) can you link it for me? Thx

So the original post the asker no longer has their age in their bio so I want to delete the ask and post it here.

Poly harpy brothers with an abandoned egg GN-Reader SFW

Finding the egg

You have been on a walk through the tall mountain that you've called home for a long time now, and you decided to take a longer walk than normal. You head off the beaten path to a new patch of trees and cliffsides. You nearly trip after a big step down and tumble off the cliff when you grab a hanging root and pull yourself up.

You find a nest and it's barely even held together. The twigs and moss are ripped and broken, and a few eggs that sit inside are broken. Most likely, eaten by something. You are glad that whatever it is did leave one tiny egg.

It looked way too sad. You couldn't just leave it there, even if the brothers were the only ones allowed on this mountain top. You scooped it up and held it close and you made sure to go back carefully.

When you get back, everyone is still out, so you make your way to the family nest and sit next to it and try to warm it up.

When they came back and saw the egg, they all bickered and squawked over whose egg it was. When you reminded them that you're a human and told them how you found it and wanted to take care of it.

Satan told you it was likely the egg wouldn't hatch if it had been alone for too long and Lucifer agreed, but taking a look at it, sure enough it was a healthy egg.

Asmodeus was a bit uncomfortable with the idea, but if you wanted to take care of it he couldn't stop you. He couldn't think of an alternative anyway. He couldn't leave an egg all by himself.

Mammon hated the idea. He tried to see if he could pawn it on someone else, but when you gave him those big eyes he grumbled and kicked his talons around before curling his wing around you both.

Leviathan was scared, not exactly sure if he was responsible enough to help, let alone be around it without something going wrong. But you looked so happy. He couldn't take that happiness away.

Satan was interested in it. He wanted to see if it would act like a human when you raised it. He was also intrigued by the egg shape and color. He'd never seen an egg like that and was interested in the type of harpy that might hatch from it.

Lucifer didn't care either way. Just as long as you take care of it. If you couldn't, he'd find someone who could. It's a big decision. You better be ready for it.

Beelzebub was quite excited about the idea of making their family a bit bigger. His feathers puffed up as soon as he saw you with it, and now that everyone has agreed he's already thinking of names for it.

Belphegor didn't think too much of it but was happy he now had an excuse to sleep more. Warm an egg? No problem. And if it was with you that's even better.

Taking care of it

Some of them have helped rear eggs before. Beelzebub being the main one, with Lucifer right behind him. It's been a very long time so the process takes a while to get back into.

They take shifts watching over the egg with you. And with you being human they have to do most of the work.

Lucifer just has it sit in your lap as he wraps his wings around you to keep you both warm. He reminds you every once in a while to rotate the egg gently.

Mammon begrudgingly sits with it, grumbling about how he doesn't want to do this and how embarrassing it is. You can shut him up with a kiss or even call it Little Mammon for a bit and he gets attached. Maybe even to a point where he tries to take it from the others.

Leviathan tries his hardest to help, but with how small it is, he's convinced he's going to somehow fall over and turn it Sunny Side up. He has you hold it and wraps you both up as he fixes the nest more than warms the egg. Yes, he's excited to see it, but how will he cope? You look too adorable right now.

Satan didn't mind his duties. He took them rather seriously. He'd have it in his lap as he read and even had you sit next to him as he did it. He used the old candling technique to make sure it was developing correctly and even praised you for how well you're doing.

Asmodeus is fawning over you, his wings flapping as he gets a good look at you. Oh you're just so adorable with an egg sitting all pretty in the nest. It's a shame you could make more with him, but one is fine for now. He cuddles up with you and keeps the egg nice and tucked between you. It's hard to imagine he's ever had a problem with it before. Now he's polishing the shell and kissing it.

Beelzebub is brimming with excitement as he takes his turn. He ends up bringing back more food than he needs to, claiming it's for the chick. He sits with you. The egg in your lap and you are in his lap as you both hold each other. He makes sure to keep it clean and even gets a bit broody. He'll slap away his brothers if they are being too troublesome around it and finds comfort when he's around it.

Belphegor doesn't change much. He seeks it out only so he can nap with the both of you. Tucked next to him as his wing covers it and holds you close to his chest.

When they are all together, they leave a space for you and the egg, and for the first time since you've known them, they don't toss and turn. They lay perfectly still.

Hatching

When you're holding it, you can feel it wiggle and even a small cheap from inside, and when the others hear they all flock to you.

The tiny egg hatches, and it's unlike any other harpy they've seen. They’ve never seen one with such an interesting pattern. It must be from a different land. It falls right on you and when it opens its eyes, it just cuddles up to you. Some of them are jealous but the others smack them for being ridiculous.

The chick is perky and ready to run after a few days, and it follows you everywhere. It never leaves your side and the way it runs is almost comical with how it tries to flap its tiny underdeveloped wings to keep up.

Your family grew a little. And while it's hard to adjust it seems like everything is moving along well and everyone seems to be happy.

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fandomandfuntimes · 1 year

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Holiday Treats (Obey Me & Reader)

Main Location: The Common Room

Summary: MC decides to put a candy bowl out for the holidays. What could possibly go wrong at The House of Lamentation?

Except: "...In summary; I want us to make enough treats to keep Beel satisfied for the rest of the holiday season."

What to Expect: Fluffy, touching, kissing, Holiday, implied poly MC, mention of The Three World Festival Beel, Belphie, Satan, Lucifer, Asmo, Mammon, Barbatos, Luke (platonic), Levi, Simeon, Mention of Diavolo.

Also on: Wattpad & AO3

Chapter 1: Treats for Everyone

It was the holidays in the Devildom and you were putting the finishing touches on The House of Lamentation. You had to hand it to you, this year, you truly outdid yourself with the decorating. Well, you couldn’t take all the credit, the others helped out a lot too.

Mammon stole an evergreen tree to decorate the living room; Lucifer brought pine garlands from the human world to spiral down the railings in the entrance hall; Satan placed curses on the gifts to prevent anyone from ruining the surprises; and, Lord Diavolo himself gifted you a Three Worlds Festival Wreath for the front door.

It was made out of raven feathers instead of evergreen leaves and on the front hung a white bow, picked out by The House of Purgatory. It was the perfect mixture of human, angel, and devil; and, having it hanging on the door made The House of Lamentation a standing representation of what Lord Diavolo, and now you, believed in; peace between the three realms.

You stood there for a moment admiring its beauty and indulging in the fond memories you’ve made here in the Devildom. Who would have thought you’d love this place so much?

Bzz. Bzz.

Your D.D.D. buzzed in your pocket, snapping you back into reality.

You checked the notification:

TTWF SALE!

Save up to 40% when you shop at the Majolish

Swiping it away, you began to go through your checklist again; it was then that you realized you had one more thing to do, put the candy bowl out in the common room.

With only a few minutes before the boys came home, you rushed off to the kitchen to grab the festive serving dish and the dark chocolate fudge you had prepared prior. Quickly you placed the individual squares into a presentable pyramid shape and just as you set the glass cover on top, Beel came through the front door carrying a sleeping Belphie.

“Mm-mm.”

Beel sniffed the air and followed the tantalizing aroma into the common room. He laid Belphie down on the sofa and accompanied…you, who was standing by the fudge.

He tried hard to keep his composure as he towered over you. His eyes were transfixed on the fudge that was tauntingly displayed behind the glass. He was on the verge of drooling…no, he was drooling. A drip of it splashed onto you.

“You can have some if you want Beel.”

He perked up in delight.

“Really?”

And without a second thought, he grabbed the tray and began to toss the entire thing into his mouth.

“BEEL! Wait! NO! I want to save some for your brothers!”

You pleaded with him and snatched the plate from his hands before he could consume all of its contents.

A moment of silence filled the air as you both processed what just happened. It was then that guilt reddened on Beel’s face.

“Sorry MC...they just smelled so delicious.”

He couldn’t help it, sometimes he was a victim of his sin, so instead of letting the moment sour you reached for a fudge square and placed it up to Beel’s lips.

“I still want you to have some.”

Beel smiled and chomped down on the fudge, almost catching your fingers in the process.

“More please!”

You grabbed a few more pieces of fudge from the tray and handed them to him.

"That's all for now. I want your brothers to try some."

He nodded at your statement and popped them all into his mouth.

"Somewhat?"

Said a sleepy voice from the corner of the sofa.

"Fudge!”

You held a piece out in front of Belphie.

“Want some sleeping beauty?”

Smirking, he leaned over the sofa to take a bite, and just as he was about to enjoy himself…Asmodeus walked in.

“Aw, hon, I couldn’t help but overhear that you made these just for us! ❤️”

He pulled out his D.D.D. and started taking photos of the fudge display.

“My followers are going to love this!.”

Picking up one of the pieces of fudge, Asmo pretended to take a bite for a selfie.

“Aren’t you going to try it?”

Asmo placed a kiss on your cheek as he typed up his Devilgram post.

“Oh, I couldn’t! I’m on a diet.”

He placed the fudge back in the tray.

“Don’t worry though sweetie, I’ll tell all my followers how delicious they were.”

Looking up from his post for a second, he shot you a wink.

"Oi! Asmo! Stop gettin all flirty with MC!"

“Mammon’s home. Funs over.”

With a peck on the lips and an eye roll, Asmo headed out of the room still typing on his phone.

“What fun did ya plan to have? Huh?! Don’t forget that I wa-”

Mammon yelled out to Asmo, but he ignored him.

“HEY! I know ya c-”

Tuning them out, you diverted your eyes to Satan, who seemingly materialized out of nowhere.

“Idiots. If I was you, I’d just ignore them.”

He shook his head in disapproval.

“I’m already one step ahead of you.”

He smiled in response before picking up a piece of fudge and examining it.

"Impressive…Did you make these yourself?"

“Yeah actually, I ju-”

And just as you were about to answer, Lucifer walked into the room and stole the conversation.

“I assume you have considered all of the consequences of leaving a candy bowl out in this house?”

You glanced over at Beel and nodded your head.

“Yes…how could I not have?”

You hold the candy bowl up to Lucifer’s face.

“Try one. They’re dark chocolate, low sugar…that makes them extra bitter.”

Your words were punctuated with a smile and Lucifer took one from the tray.

“I’ll save it for later.”

With a smirk and a head bow in appreciation, Lucifer exited the room. Only for his voice to enter again.

“LEEEEEEVVVVVVVIIIIIII!”

His yell could be heard throughout the Devildom, or at least it felt like it.

“RURI-CHAN’S HOLIDAY ADVENTURE PREMIERES IN 15 MINUTES AND I CAN’T MISS IT, THERE’S STILL SO MUCH I NEED TO DO BEFOR-.”

“--Levi, I would recommend you watch where you’re going, or missing the Ruri-Chan Holiday special will not be the only thing you have to worry about.”

Levi gulped at the insinuation but he had no time to linger, he had Ruri-chan to catch. Just as he was about to continue his run back up to salvation, he heard your voice beckon him.

“Levi! Wait!”

You ran up the stairs after him, grabbing his arm to stop him. A pit formed in his stomach as he looked at the time on his D.D.D.

GAH! TEN MINUTES? ARE YOU KIDDING?! MC WANTS MY ATTENTION NOW?

He thought to himself.

“MC, can’t it wait? The Ruri-Chan holiday specia–”

“--Starts in a few minutes, I know.”

Placing the fudge in his hand, you gave him a kiss on the lips and sent him off.

“Hurry or you'll miss it!”

Levi ran off as fast as he could, yelling his appreciation on his way to his room.

“Thanks for understanding MC!”

By the time you made sure everyone got their fudge, it was late and you were exhausted. Deciding to call it a night, you headed up to your room and that was when you noticed the candy bowl was empty. As expected.

Grabbing some leftover fudge you had put away, you refilled the bowl and headed off to your room for the night.

Chapter 2: The Mystery of the Missing Bowl

It was the next morning, and you just finished getting ready for RAD. Grabbing your bag by the door you started to make your way out of the house, but not before making a quick pit stop to check on the bowl in the common room.

Peaking through the doorway, you could clearly see the bowl was empty. Delighted by the sight, you grabbed the last of the fudge you made, refilled the dish, and headed out the door with the others.

It didn’t take long to get to RAD, and before you knew it, you were sitting down in your first class.

While taking out the supplies for your current class, you realized that something seemed to be off. Taking another look you realized your Devildom botany textbook was missing. Are you kidding?!

You searched through your bag again, and again; and then one more time just to make sure.

Then you remember you were using it to study before bed last night, and it was still on your desk.

Panic set in.

The professor of your Botany class already wasn't particularly fond of you, and now this? Not the best way to get on their good side.

Satan, who was sitting next to you, noticed your visible discomfort and inquired.

“MC?”

He stroked your thigh comfortingly, his actions hidden by the desk. Whispering to avoid capturing the teacher’s attention he continued.

“Is something going on?”

You explained to him your situation and he nodded in understanding.

“I see.” He nods.

Slipping your schedule out from the front of your binder, he examined it quizzically.

“Hm…I think I have a solution for you.”

He pushed your schedule towards you and pointed at the class in talks.

“You don’t have that class till the end of the day.”

He slid his finger across the times on the schedule and stopped on one.

“You could run home during lunch and grab the book.”

You sighed in relief.

“That’s a great idea, why didn’t I think of that.”

Pointing to your schedule, he pointed to the date.

“It’s probably because you are looking at the wrong day, we don’t have this class together in the morning till Tuesday. And on that day you have that class next.”

“Wait, are you saying I’m in the wrong class?”

Satan nodded.

Looking at your schedule, you scrambled to get your things back in your bag and ran out to be late for your first class.

****

Ok, so it wasn’t the best start to a day, but you were hoping the afternoon would be better. With lunchtime on the horizon, you impatiently waited in your seat with your bag packed, ready for the bell to sound. And when it did, you began to enact Satan’s plan.

Busting through the doors of The House of Lamination, you rushed up to your room, retrieved the book; and…just as you were about to head out the door, you noticed the treat bowl was empty.

That’s strange.

You thought to yourself.

No one had been home since this morning.

Shrugging it off, you looked at the time on your D.D.D.

RAD wasn’t that far away, right? And the treat bowl did look awfully nice in the common room when it was filled.

I might have time to whip up a small batch of cookies.

You thought to yourself as you made your way into the kitchen. You evaluated the inventory and decided to make sugar cookies.

Quickly you grabbed the ingredients to make the dough. Wasting no time tossing the first dozen into the oven.

With plenty of cookie dough left, you began to prepare another tray for the oven, and that was when your D.D.D. buzzed.

Asmo: “Where are you, sweetie?”

Asmo: “Did you skip without me?”

Asmo: “Mean!”

Your stomach dropped as you looked at the clock; you completely lost track of time…again. Throwing the leftover dough in the fridge, you put the finished cookies on display in the common room and rushed out the door.

****

The afternoon was not better, as you hoped. The rest of the day passed slowly and you couldn’t wait to take your afternoon nap with Belphie back at The House of Lamination. You were just about to step off campus when.

Bzz. Bzz.

Your D.D.D. went off. It was a reminder.

NOW: TTWF Committee Meeting

Ugh.

Turning around, you trudged your way to the student council office. This was going to be a long day.

****

You arrived at the doors of The House of Lamination worn out and tired. Shuffling your way through the doors, you began to make your way to your room, but not before getting caught by Belphie popping his head out of the common room.

“MC, the candy bowl is empty.

Again?! You thought to yourself.

“Yeah, something weird has been going on with that. Even when no one is home it seems to empty.”

Shrugging it off Belphie yawned.

“So, are you going to refill it?”

Rolling your eyes in exhaustion you made your way to the kitchen to finish off the dough from earlier. The leftover dough managed to make two more batches, and you were hoping that would last at least till tomorrow. Refilling the tray, you placed it back in its resting place and headed off to clean the kitchen.

****

By the time the kitchen was clean, you were ready to collapse. And that was when, on your way back to your room, you spotted the bowl…empty.

Already?! HOW? BEEL WAS AT PRACTICE AND NO ONE ELSE HAS BEEN DOWNSTAIRS.

You surveyed the room from the doorway, there didn’t seem to be anyone in the room. Well, no one besides a sleeping Belphie who was awoken by your presence.

“It’s empty again.”

He said with a stretch and a point at the bowl.

“I can see that. Who emptied it?”

Belphie shrugged and laid back down.

Grabbing the last of the cookies, you placed them on the tray and walked away, but this time you didn’t leave, you watched through a crack in the doorway.

At first, things seemed normal; the room was quiet, the cookies were untouched, and Belphie was fast asleep in front of the fire. Or was he?

A few minutes went by, and you watched as Belphie peeked over the sofa, and around the room to make sure the coast was clear.

What is he up to?

You watched intensely as he walked over to a large cabinet and opened it. You were taken aback when out stepped a certain orange-haired glutton, with a large smile on his face, and hands clasped together in excitement.

That sneaky Demon. You thought as you watched Beel happily devour all the contents of the tray and step back into the cabinet.

“I can’t say I’m surprised.”

You were startled by a sudden voice whispering in your ear. You turn your head and see that the voice belongs to Lucifer.

“I’ll figure this out.”

Looking at Beel and the empty candy bowl, you began to think you may have taken on a bigger challenge than you originally thought.

“The easiest solution is to stop filling it.”

Lucifer’s words echoed in your ears. But Beel’s happy face stuck in your mind, what were you to do?

Chapter 3: Treats for Beel

You didn’t want to “stop filling it,” it wasn’t every day that Beel got to eat as much as he wanted, you sympathized with the glutton. That, and he was just so damn adorable when he was eating. Even now, when you thought of the smile on his face as he came out from his hiding place to devour the contents of the bowl, it gave you joy.

Not wanting to call it quits, you began to devise a plan. What if you could keep the tray full? Was it possible to make enough treats to last the holiday season? Well, if it was, you knew you couldn’t do it alone, so you called on the few bakers you knew; Luke and Barbatos.

You contacted them both in a group chat and devised a time to meet up at the castle kitchen. When everyone arrived, you told them your plan.

"...In summary; I want us to make enough treats to keep Beel satisfied for the rest of the holiday season."

A moment of silence filled the air as Barbatos and Luke looked at each other than at you.

“I must say MC, that is quite the task you are asking of us.”

Barbatos’ voice expressed his reluctance.

“Yeah MC, I don’t think there are enough supplies in the Devildom for that! Beelzebub once ate an entire cake I made in one bite. And, STILL wasn’t satisfied!”

Looking at their hesitant faces, you plead with them.

“Look, whatever mess this causes, I will take full responsibility for.”

The room was silent.

“Pleeaassee?”

Barbatos blushed at your plea. You were adorable.

“Excuse me.”

He cleared his throat to release the embarrassment of his reaction.

“I will see what I can do.”

With a smile and a bow, he gave you his word.

Luke yelled out in opposition.

“What?! Do you kno…”

And so the baking began.

****

From that day forward you guys took turns baking. You’d put anything they would send over in the treat bowl. Barbatos sent over tons of Hellfire Mushroom Rolled Cigar Cookies; Luke bulk-baked a variety of Celestrial realm treats he had been wanting to practice; you made dozens upon dozens of chocolate peppermint cupcakes, And once Simeon found out what was going on, he also started sending treats over.

Yes, things were looking cheery in the Devildom and it seems that the candy bowl may not have been a bad idea after all.

Chapter 4: A Letter in the Mail

The holidays were over, and you finally had time to rest after all of the festivities. You never knew baking could make you so tired. You were just about to hit snooze when a knock came on your door.

Getting up, you open it and are greeted by Lucifer.

“I would like to see you in my office.”

It was a command. He escorted you down the hall and invited you to sit in the chair in front of his desk.

“This is why we don’t leave treats out in The House of Lamentation.”

He handed you a letter and sat down. It was addressed to you, from the castle.

It read as followed:

It has been brought to our attention that the dairy, wheat & egg supplies in the Devildom are currently in shortage due to the recent holiday festivities that took place at The House of Lamination.

On behalf of the entire Devildom, the candy bowl tradition is now banned from being practiced at The House of Lamination.

We appreciate your enthusiasm in wanting to share your human world customs with the citizens; however, due to the circumstance of a certain resident in your home, we have to ask that you refrain from participating in this custom in the coming years.

Sincerely

Lord Diavolo

With an awkward smile, you looked up at Lucifer, rubbing the tension from your neck.

“Heh. I guess I didn’t think of all of the consequences.”

A sigh released from Lucifer’s lips as he massaged the tension from the bridge of his nose.

What was he going to do with you?

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that-one-pretty-bitch · 2 years

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POV: Asmo cheated on Solomon

[ texting ]

Solomon: Hey Asmo

Asmo, realizing Sol knows: What do you want?

Solomon: I’m taking a test

Asmo, genuinely confused: So?

Solomon: Any cheating tips?

Asmo:

Solomon:

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ducking-quack · 2 years

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Polycule with Obey Me characters

Part 2/?

Asmodeus X Solomon X MC

Aka the hottest people in Devildom, y’all giving folks whiplash as y’all walk by

Honestly just some besties who realized y’all had more in-depth feelings for each other

Though the studying sessions get quite intimate especially when Solomon is teaching you how to use your magic to enhance Asmodeus abilities

There isn’t a moment that you all are apart for long, unless you and Solomon go back to the human realm without Asmodeus

However be ready to have your phone absolutely blasted by texts and calls by Asmodeus wanting to see you and Solomon, constantly having to group face time

The moments you all do spend together is bliss and fun, either staying home and relaxing together or going out

Asmodeus does make you and Solomon join him in doing skincare, either while watching movies or sitting in his room chatting as he stylize both of your hair and paint your nails

Solomon often suggests cooking you two a romantic dinner, which you two refuse suggesting to eat out

Most of the dates being planned by Asmodeus and of course he has to make sure all of you are wearing matching outfits or staying within the color scheme

Though there are times where individually you all have your low moments or sometimes together you all experience a down moment

Asmodeus prepares somethings for self care

You get the snacks and popcorn ready

Solomon chooses the movie you all watch or what board game

All of you cuddling together, switching position or just simply holding hands with each other

Sometimes you all talk it out, making sure everyone feels heard, give advice, get comforted or whatever else they need to help them through it

Just imagining all the mini trips and vacations you all take together and how Asmodeus posts all the pictures and videos on social media with a caption that makes everyone in the three worlds jealous

Probably the most attentive and healthiest relationship, especially since it isn’t built on wanting to be intimate constantly or being lustful since Asmodeus ability doesn’t work on either Solomon or you

Though I imagine there would be some trouble on paradise

perhaps whenever Solomon and you have to leave to the human world and Asmodeus being upset and trying to get you two to stay a little longer by refusing to talk to either of you until you both comfort him

Maybe Solomon and you were too busy studying up on spells and potions to pay any mind to Asmodeus

Somehow Solomon’s cooking mysteriously disappeared

You lost your favorite shirt/jacket to find out Solomon and Asmodeus took them

Someone borrowed one of Solomon’s potions

Whatever it is, you all manage to solve it or pardon each other from it

Though of course I have to add angst because where’s the fun in a happy ending

Laying in bed, your body too tired to move as you’re bundled up in blankets and cushioned, you look up at the handsome faces of your partners. Asmodeus soothingly humming as he paints your nails, your hands wrinkled and fragile at your old age though Asmodeus doesn’t mind as he gently blows on them. Solomon glancing up from his book and smiling at you two.

You can’t help but smile, yet something deep within you can’t stand to look at either of them. They still look the same as the first day you met them.

They’re both still youthful looking and radiant while you’re too weak to move in your old age. Could they really love you even like this? They treat you as their partner and love you as such but do they still think of you as the person you used to be?

Their faces haven’t changed a bit, but yours has. You’re wrinkled and old. Where has your life gone?

Did you really think you could spend all eternity with them?

Your breathing quickens as tears well up in your eyes from panic and fear.

You’re old, yet they still look the same. They will continue living on as you die. Will they remember you in another hundred years?

Asmodeus and Solomon attempt to calm you down but you only hear a faint ringing as your breathing goes erratic and you clutch your pounding heart.

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devilishly-delightful · 2 years

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Devilishly Delightful Plans

Cw: Yandere Themes, Temporary Character Death

If I need to mark anything else let me know since this is a first fic in years...

The finals at RAD has finally past, and unfortunately for everyone that meant MC’s time in Devildom is almost up. Meaning in a weeks time they would have to go back to the human world and everyone was unsure if they’d ever see them again. So a Devious plan is hatched on how to keep them here...

It was another morning waking up after the Finals, However you get ready for another day at RAD. To enjoy the last few days here in Devildom with everyone before heading back up to the human world. However a plan is made to keep you here with them since they don't wanna lose you ever. The Demon Brothers and the Demon Lord have tried their best to corrupt you. However that did not work they now had to try drastic measures before you’d leave.

As the days approach to the end of the count down each Demon tries to rub their sin off on you.

Mammon tried to pull you to a bunch of casinos,Claiming you where his lucky charm. Trying and failing to get you excited about money. Which back fired on him making him lose money.

Levi Offering you to play games with him, Slowly slipping into game rooms to show of character customization's to make you Envious of everyone else's items. But you just enjoyed spending time with him and didn't rally care about other people.

Satan did give it a shot but honestly couldn't get any anger out of you and spent time calming him down by watching cat videos with him.

Asmo spent time trying to get you to lust after different forbidden things.People or items it did not work. Even when he broke down in tears after trying to just charm you one last time and even that didn’t work.

Beel and Belphie both tried to get you to over eat and sleep together as a pair.Each encouraging their Sin and the others twin.Unfortunately the other brothers started to get more desperate accidentally ruining their attempt when you felt overwhelmed and Went back to you’re room to breath while they where at each others throats.

Having had enough of the brothers antics,you texted the duo at the castle asking to take a break from the chaos. Diavolo and Barbtatos Agreed having you come over. You headed on over to the castle to have tea with the two.You made it there safely and sat down to enjoy some tea.

“So MC, I was wondering if we could chat about your time here in Devildom, So we can improve your stay here.” Diavolo asks putting down the tea cup after having a sip.

“I mean, My stay here was pretty good everyone was extremely kind to me.But may I ask what you mean by improving my stay? I’m supposed to go home in two days...” You say a little confused.

Diavolo sighs. “Did they not really tell you MC? You’re to stay here. We can’t lose our best exchange student...”

You stand up to argue but slump back down into your seat right away. Dizziness overtakes your vision.

“I’m sorry MC but this is the only way we can get you to stay here.We’re going to need you to take a small little nap and everything will be OK when you wake back up.”

Eyes blurring to black you let out a whimper as a burning pain overtook you.

Waking up you felt yourself chained. Pulling at the chains you felt a flutter of wings behind you. Confused you looked behind you only to panic. Angel wings take up your eyes. You move they move and you panic even more. Your snapped out of it when the Dungeon door opened to reveal the brothers and the Castle duo.

“MC its ok, there was a miscalculation but don’t worry we can fix it. We’re just going to need you to be a bit prideful of your new wings so you can just exchange those out for a nice charcoal pair.” Lucifer finally speaking out.

You only pull against your chains even more.

“If you don’t think pride is up your alley don’t worry MC I’m sure one of the brothers can help show you a way to becoming a powerful demon.” Diavolo pats your hair as the brothers approach. Only for you to back yourself up against the wall like a cornered animal.

You closed your eyes.

#obey me fanfic #obey me #obey me x reader #obey me poly #I'm sorry this is my first fic in forever please be nice #I think i may just do head canons #I'm still unsure

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