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Sleepy Cuddles With Diavolo
Pairing: Lord Diavolo x f!reader
Word count: 2K
Warnings/contents: Fluff, fluff, and more fluff
Notes: I don’t think I really have much to say for this. I really enjoyed writing this chapter, it was so much fun to take his character and make him such a sweet and loving fiancé who’d be on your side no matter what. So, with the thought in mind, I rolled with the idea and 2k words later, here we are! I hope that you guys can enjoy this chapter! 
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Truth be told, the rumors were getting to you. That you were only with Diavolo because he was someone so important. That you were less interested in him and more his money, his heritage, even his body. For the longest time you laughed them off, but it seemed as the years went on they were only growing more intense.
To battle off the annoyance you felt from the constant rumors, you decided to get a job. Going from a child who had everything handed to her in the Devildom to falling for the young Lord, you’d never so much as needed to think of getting a job to make cash. But now, you simply weren’t in it for the money. Instead you were trying to appeal to the people of the Devildom. You thought that maybe if you showed yourself to the public more, if you were viewed as more than Lord Diavolo’s fiancée, that people would see you as more than a lowly gold digger who’s dried up money drove her to any length possible to continue the lavish life that she’d lived.
So you got a job at one of your favorite restaurants: Hell’s Kitchen. A constantly busy, understaffed restaurant that was always looking for new employees.
Often times you ended up serving your oldest friends; Beelzebub, Belphegor and occasionally the other brothers when they would tag along. After joining the Hell’s Kitchen team, you were surprised at how quickly everybody, even the customers, had welcomed you to what some pessimistically teased you as calling “The lower world.” However, Beel’s words were at the front of your mind when people said such things to you.
“Don’t worry about them. They don’t matter. More people here like you than dislike you.”
After a month now of working daily at Hell’s Kitchen, you’d grown accustomed to the working life; you’d grown fond of the regulars and even made friends with most of your coworkers, as fleeting as some of them may be. After some time, it seemed at the rumors were slowly dying off. That your plan to get people to realize you were in it for the long run with the entirety of the Devildom was working.
However you weren’t ready to leave the place you’d joined almost reluctantly a month ago. You felt like you were at home when you were at Hell’s Kitchen. As much as you missed getting in bed with Diavolo and instead coming home after he was already asleep, you were enjoying the time you spent with other people.
But that didn’t mean that you weren’t sometimes more exhausted than normal when you returned back to the place that you called home with Diavolo. With a yawn, you leaned back into the dining room chair and rubbed your tired eyes. You quickly opened them and sent a smile at Barbatos as he poured you a warm cup of your favorite, sweet smelling tea and set it in front of you.
“Thank you, Barbatos.”
“Of course,” he said politely. “You seem more worn out than usual tonight, if you don’t mind me saying.” You took a sip of your tea and nodded before speaking.
“Today was extremely busy and two people quit yesterday so more tables than normal were left up to me alone.”
“Is that why you had to work more hours?” He inquired as he used a feather duster on the shelf by the window, though he was clearly listening as he worked.
“Yes, that’s why I went in early and stayed late. But I don’t want to complain, I saw Beel and Mammon today as well as a few other regular customers and their families. I got some very generous tips today. I think that I’ll give them to Mammon, he’s always complaining about what he owes in debt, though I have my doubts he’d use this money to settle them and instead he’d most likely buy something that will end up laying on the floor sometime soon.” You added the last bit with a soft laugh.
“Is all of this exhaustion, worth it?” He asked, catching your attention. You sent him a confused frown.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if you don’t mind, it seems as if you’re rather exhausting yourself further than needed for some small rumors.” With a small gasp, you opened your mouth to speak but quickly shut it. The air was thick for a moment before a familiar tone broke it.
“Barbatos is right.”
“Young Lord.” Barbatos greeted Diavolo with a smile and a gentle bow.
“Diavolo—“ You spoke, but your fiancé raised a hand to silence you and took the seat across from you.
“You’re beyond exhausted.” Barbatos grabbed another cup and pored Diavolo a cup of steaming tea before he quietly excused himself from the room. “This isn’t the same part-time gig that you told me you were looking for."
“Diavolo, you don’t understand— I’ve invested myself in Hell’s Kitchen. I know the customers, I know the chef’s— I’m one of the only servers left. I can’t leave.”
“I’m not asking you to leave. I’m asking you to take it less seriously.” You frowned lightly and took another sip of your tea.
“I can’t take it less seriously; that’s not how I know how to work. That’s not how I do these things.” Diavolo gave a soft sigh and reached a hand across the table, offering comfort for you that you easily gave into.
“Barbatos is right, my darling. You’re exhausted. You’re working long hours. I permitted this when you were only working a few hours a day to show the people of the Devildom that you weren’t simply using me to get somewhere higher,” you flushed and looked down, unaware that Diavolo had known your plot all along, “However this has gone too far. You’ve more than proven yourself.”
“I should have known that you would see right through me,” you said with a sigh.
“I hear the rumors. I see the way that you slowly started to let it in. You suddenly taking a job at Hell’s Kitchen wasn’t surprising, but I didn’t think that it would go so far.” He stood, keeping ahold of your hand and helping you up out of your chair. “Come now, my love. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let me clean up real quick—“ You started, however Barbatos was quickly behind you gathering the cups.
“You’re going to replace me if you keep cleaning up after yourself,” he said with a small smile. “I’ll handle the cleaning tonight.”
“Thank you, Barbatos,” Diavolo spoke, gently tugging you along to the stairs to head to your shared bedroom. “Come now. Let’s get to bed.” Sighing, you followed the man with no complaint. Things were silent on your way to the bedroom. He opened the door for you, closed it behind himself, and crossed his arms while you sat on the end of the bed. “Be honest with me.” There was no strict guidelines. He knew that there was more on your mind than you were letting on. You had never known that you were so predictable in his eyes.
“I am.”
“There’s things you’re neglecting to tell me. Not hiding, not lying about, but neglecting. I’d like you to be honest with me.”
“Oh Diavolo… why do you have to know me so well.”
“In this moment, I believe that’s your saving grace.” He sent you a gentle smile as he spoke. “My love, what’s going on?” Gently, the man sat beside you on the end of the bed and placed a warm hand on your shoulder. “I just don’t think that you’ve been yourself lately.”
“I have been.” With a sigh, Diavolo stood again.
“One of these days, I’ll get your guard down. For now, come lay with me.” Your fiancé stripped his jacket off, not bothering to put it away like he usually does. Diavolo took his shoes off and pulled the thick comforter back, laying beneath the sheets on the bed and offering an arm for you as you slowly stood up. You gave in, laying on the bed with the man and moving against his side. “How was work today then? You were gone an awfully long time.”
“It was so busy,” you started, though minding your words carefully. You didn’t want to complain; Diavolo had the entirety of the Devildom on his shoulders, you felt wrong complaining about anything to him. Especially since you knew that he would only make you feel listened to and be there for you. It made you feel selfish to think about. “But it was a good day— Beel and Mammon stopped by for a little while near the end of my shift. I had a quick snack with them before they left when it was closing time. A couple regulars came in, some with their family.”
“It sounds like it was quite crowded today.”
“Extremely.”
“Are your feet tired? Would you like me to rub them for you? I can only imagine that it wasn’t very comfortable to be standing and running around all day in your work shoes.”
“I can’t complain too much.”
“You never do.”
“Well— that’s not true. I complain.”
“Very rarely.”
“There’s nothing to complain about.” Diavolo gave a quiet chuckle and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“You always say that. You know, even optimists can have rough days that they need to complain about,” you frowned and went to speak, but he quickly cut you off “— maybe complain isn’t the right word. Maybe vent is the appropriate term.”
“I have a good life. I’m happy.”
“Then even happy people can have rough days.”
“I really don’t have anything that deserves to be complained about.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked with a small frown.
“It supposed to mean that you have the entire Devildom looking up to you and Barbatos has the future and the past in his eyes, and he’s constantly working all day long. Lucifer has his brothers that he’s always looking after and Levi and Belphegor are extremely misunderstood and they need help.”
“I see. You feel like your problems are not justifiable. Is that it?”
“No, I just… do we have to keep talking about this?” You frowned., your temper growing short “It’s been a long day and I don’t want to have this conversation.” With another quick kiss to your forehead, Diavolo spoke.
“We can talk about it later.” With a huff, you nuzzled into his shoulder.
“Will you just let it go?”
“Absolutely not.” He spoke the words that you knew you were going to hear, one’s that you already heard in your mind before you even finished your sentence. “Maybe I do have the entire Devildom on my shoulders, but you are my first priority. And if you think that life is stressful for me, you’re incorrect. I love my position. Barbatos knows that when he’s tired, he can take a break. Lucifer loves his brothers. Belphegor is growing closer to his brothers and Levi is warming up to people. Everything is okay with everybody else right now. And if everything with you is not okay, then it won’t be okay until we fix it, and that is okay.”
“I hate that you’re always so encouraging.” A laugh left the man as he rubbed your shoulder.
“No you don’t. You hate that you’re just wrong this time around.” He quickly teased you. “Now, please, promise me that you’ll open up to me soon. It doesn’t have to be tonight, maybe not even tomorrow. Maybe not even a week from now. But you can talk to me. We’re not engaged because we neglect to tell the other what tires us.”
“I don’t want to be a burden.” You spoke softly.
“Never.” He spoke in a quiet tone. “Never could you be a burden. Certainly not to me. Now ease your minds of such futile worries and rest your head on me now. Good girl. Get some rest now. I’ll be here for you whenever you’re ready to talk.”
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rensphilia · 1 year
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The reason Barbatos fears rats.
If you haven't seen Coraline, spoiler alert. Also, go watch it, it's amazing.
A long, long time ago.... a little Lord Diavolo found a key buried out in the garden. He was so very excited, and he started trying it on every door he came across. He never found its match within the castle, and after a while, Barbatos had pretty much forgotten about it. Just another phase he went through, like a toy he lost interest in.
As a part of his education, Diavolo got to go on a trip to the human realm. While they were there, he made friends with the upstairs and downstairs neighbors of the nice couple hosting them. The downstairs neighbors used to be performers, and told him exciting stories of their time on the stage! The man upstairs was a little odd, but told Diavolo that he was training a jumping mice circus.
That night, after Diavolo went to bed, he was awakened by a squeaking noise. He looked over to see one of the jumping mice scurrying down the hall, and quickly followed it, eager to make friends. It led him to a section of wallpaper.... he could just make out the outline of a little door behind it.
"Strange," he thought, "Why would they cover the door?" Something about it called to him.... and the mouse was scratching at the wallpaper. "Oh, is that the way to your home?" Barbatos had mentioned humans didn't like mice.... maybe they separated him while they were trying to stop him from coming in.
Slicing through the wallpaper was easy for his little claws..... and then his eyes landed on the keyhole. He had never forgotten, and the key.... the key was in his pocket. He inserted it.... and turned it in the lock until there was a *click*.
A long tunnel opened up before him, the mouse scampering quickly down it. There's.... a familiar voice.... he can just barely hear it. ".....father....?" He starts to crawl down the tunnel.....
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Barbatos barely manages to save his young Lord in time. His "Father" is positioning the buttons over his eyes as Barbatos fights his way through the horde of rats clogging the tunnel, trying to keep him from getting through. After this incident, Beldams Hunters are quietly paid to do their work.... but Barbatos never forgets, and every time he sees a rat he is reminded of how he almost lost his young Lord forever.
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shootingstarrfish · 5 months
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a family who loves you
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strawberrycartt · 1 month
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From the heart 🎶
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devildomwriter · 25 days
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Two Wrathful Demons
MC: *crying in their room under a blanket*
Satan: “MC! What’s wrong?”
MC: *shows Satan their phone*
Satan: *eye twitching*
[A Moment Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]
Satan: “Barbatos I need you to open a portal to the human world.”
Barbatos: “And what is your reason?”
Satan: “Hunting.”
Barbatos: “And you think I’d allow that.”
Satan: “They’re cyber bullying MC.”
Barbatos: “I see.”
Barbatos: “I shall be accompanying you then.”
Satan: “Good, let’s go.”
[Later at the House of Lamentation]
Satan: *knocking on MC’s door*
MC: “Come in!”
Satan: “You seem much happier? Is everything okay now?”
MC: “Yeah! They apologized and explained they were being emotional and taking it out on me. It’s nice to see people can admit their wrong, that rarely happens on the internet.”
Satan: *smiling knowing he’s the one who sent that message the bully is long gone*
Satan: “That’s wonderful. Let me know if they or anyone else crosses the line like that again.”
MC: “I will. Thanks for buying me icecream.”
Satan: *smiling* “Anything for you.”
[Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]
Diavolo: “My favorite dish! How delightful! Thank you Barbatos, you must be in a good mood today. May I ask what has you in such high spirits?”
Barbatos: “I simply had a bit of fun earlier.”
Diavolo: “Oh? I wish you’d invited me.”
Barbatos: “That certainly would’ve brought about the end of times.”
Diavolo: “What exactly did you do????”
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dangerdumpling · 1 year
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I’m not even that far through the game but here’s some Night Bringer brain rot cause this game is rife with angst potential
One of the brothers yelling at MC in a fit of rage about how they “aren’t even apart of the family “ and not understanding why the MC acts so crushed
MC spending their birthday alone in the past because there’s no point in asking the brothers to celebrate with them since they aren’t that close.
MC going back to the Cocytus house and sobbing into Solomon’s chest because they want to go home.
Solomon watching MC struggle to cope and still can’t help but feel both Jealous and sad because he can’t make them feel better like the brothers could.
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shokujin-art · 1 year
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I love how Solomon in NB is simply this old man being happy, acting as if you two are moving in together like a young couple. I live for him 😭✨💖
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shiiokaze · 1 month
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Lucifer doodles to keep me sane through the OM grind
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yandere-sins · 7 days
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How'd you think Yandere luci and Yandere Mammon would deal with a S/O who's hiding the fact they're a virgin and is always trying to avoid intercourse by excuses like pretending to be asleep etc because they don't want to lose their virginity to them? (ALSO BTW, I LOVE YOUR WORK. like your work is super amazing and detailed <3 best yan writer)
Thank you for reading my writing!! I am so glad you enjoy it ^-^
And thank you for requesting! ♥
Warning: Yandere, Sexual Content
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Lucifer
♡ As if he doesn't know. You might be able to fool another human, and maybe someone as dense as Mammon, but you can't fool Lucifer. He had already noticed you shying away from his touch, the goosebumps and sudden tension that would go through you every time he touched you (rather innocently even). It's like you expected something to happen and are unsure how to react. Maybe you don't want it, perhaps you do, but your signals aren't very clear, and that makes him suspect you.
♡ He could blame it on some form of trauma that he doesn't know about, but he'd expect your reactions to be a bit more violent or fueled by rejection if that was the case. Instead, they are bashful and tense, with a taste of sweetness and innocence that Lucifer quite likes. And he caught Asmo giving you a knowing look once while you seemed even more hesitant to approach the 5th oldest brother; you made it much too easy for Lucifer to figure out what kind of game you were playing.
♡ So, he'll play along for a while since it's now in his control. You might not be a well-aged drop of lust yet, but delaying the inevitable is going to do you both well. Riling you up, getting you to let down your guard, and leaving you hot and bothered will benefit Lucifer greatly. Seeing your walls crumble will be enough to satisfy him for a while, so he won't have to put his hands on you prematurely. You may simmer on the knowledge that he'll take your virginity at some point, be sensitive, and get confused at times over his actions. Maybe even fantasize what it'll be like. Will he be rough? Gentle? Ease you into it or brutal steal your innocence like he did with your freedom? Letting your thoughts and desires run wild, no matter how much you want to deny them, will almost guarantee that once you are ready, you'll be at a point where you'll crawl to him, begging for release. And Lucifer likes that idea very much.
♡ Things he'll do to chip away at your defense include but aren't limited to spooning up against you at night, his cock perfectly pressed against your body but not grinding against you. Just letting you know it's there and ready for you and allowing you to get used to it but never letting you scoot away. The same is true with his hand placement at night, his palm at your lower abdomen, just resting there, and his fingertips slipping beneath your clothes to leave feathery trails of allurement. So close yet far enough away, teasing, playful, promising. The warmth it emits seeping into your body, heating you up, only for him to retract and leaving you hanging. Sometimes, his fingers will play with your clothes, letting you know just how agile they are. Your mind will do the rest as you can imagine the chaos and pleasure they can leave in their wake. He wears human pheromones suited to your taste, and he'll flirt with you, complimenting you even when you feel vulnerable, letting you know how receptive he is to taking the next step. It's only a matter of time until you cave, but Lucifer will do everything to make it the hardest few days of your life.
Mammon
♡ Mammon is indeed a little dense. He might feel a bit off-put if you reject his advances repeatedly, but he doesn't see anything wrong with it the first few times. There is absolutely no subtlety in his advances, his kisses bordering on orgasm-territory already when he's in the mood, his hands greedy as is fitting for his title. You might be forced into these affections, but even you can't help but squirm beneath him. It only gives him more incentive to take it up a notch when he's just so passionate, your lips constantly bruised, and your neck marked by his teeth.
♡ So it becomes very frustrating and confusing for him when you kick and scream the moment he gets a bit more intimate. He'd like to respect your choice despite him not giving you one when it comes to whether or not you'll be with him for the rest of your life. Mammon likes to think he's gracious like that. But he thought you two were on the right path to taking the next step, yet you keep rejecting him. To be fair, he's been very clear that he wants you for a long time: Grinding against you, fondling your body even though he should be concentrating on other things. You've caught him jerking off next to you, moaning your name quite a few times even though you pretended to be asleep. And if that isn't clear enough, he's been nagging and sometimes even begging on his knees for you to give him some of that sweet body of yours to fuck. You've rejected him all the same, so for Mammon, it hints at something being seriously wrong, but he can't quite figure it out himself.
♡ It takes some... advice from more experienced individuals for him to come to a conclusion. Levi thinks perhaps he smells bad, Satan questions why anyone would want to be with Mammon in the first place, and Beel asks if maybe you're too hungry for any of that stuff and if Mammon fed you properly. But hey, at least Asmo is useful, hinting at the possibility of you feeling... insecure. Maybe you're too "inexperienced" (Mammon vehemently denies the possibility of you being a virgin, cause duh, look at you! Stunning, gorgeous, and he will totally kill anyone who touched you before him, but clearly, with how seductive and sexy you are, he can't possibily your first). So Mammon deducts Asmo is right; you're just nervous because you'll be with a great guy like Mammon!
♡ Worry not; he decides to show you the ropes! ... Literally. You might stutter and reject his ideas of getting close and personal, but Asmodeus had a handy bag of goodies for Mammon before he left. Even though Mammon is at his limit, he tries to keep it together for you, tying you up and making you watch him jerk off, reciting all the things he wants to do to you, how he'll do it, and showing you how insane you are driving him. There won't be any more nights to hide away after that, as Mammon will demonstrate to you exactly how worthy you are to lay with him. But at least he'll ease you into it, that's something, right? You'll get the full 7 hells of orgasms from his mouth to fingers to toys. Forcing you to rely on him as he takes away your senses, like sight, and the freedom to move as you please. By the time he finally gets to wet his cock on you, you'll be already too well-fucked to care, and if that isn't devotion, what is?
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cnl0400 · 28 days
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Why Solomon doesn't like the ocean?
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(Honestly, surprised that the answer Is behind an event Devilgram. Feels like something you would put in the Main Story, or at least on a card in a permanent gacha)
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... He was prisioner in the ocean :( It makes me sad that everyone considers him so dangerous that they feel the need to trap him... Reminds me of the story about Solomon & Nightbringer in S2... Solomon Magic Is really destructive...
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✨ STUPID HEADCANON ✨
MC gets kidnapped by a cult that worships the brothers, and while the cult leader is monologuing about how MC is going to be sacrificed to the great seven lords of Hell, this poor human is just sitting there like “Damn this is gonna be hella awkward once I summon the brothers during the most dramatic moment”.
Cult Leader: We call upon our seven demonic princes of the Devildom to accept this sacrifice-
MC: Princes? Ugh, I almost forget those bastards are royalty. Though, it does explain why Mammon is always so iffy about doing his own laundry.
Cult Leader: What-
MC: Nononono, don’t mind me, continue on. Sorry for the interruption.
Cult Leader: …ahem. We call upon Belphegor, the Avatar of Sloth.
MC: Pfft, sleepy brat probably isn’t even listening right now.
Cult Leader (getting annoyed): We call upon Beelzebub, the feared Avatar of Gluttony-
MC: Oh, shit, you might not wanna call upon Beel, if he finds out you’re bothering me you all might end up as second breakfast.
Cult Leader: AND WITHOUT FURTHER INTERRUPTIONS. We ask Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust to-
MC: You’re not even going to give Asmo an extra compliment? At least call him the “divinely beautiful” Avatar of Lust.
Cult Leader: WE SUMMON THE VERY VERY SCARY AVATAR OF WRATH AS WELL.
MC (remembering how the last time they hung out with Satan he started spontaneously weeping because he remembered the sad ending of a book he read): …yeah. Hella scary, that one.
Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Envy, the master strategist, Leviathan!
MC: Master strategist? You know what? I’ll give you that, that one checks out.
Cult Leader: And the Avatar of Greed Mammon-
MC: My first man :D
Mammon: Hell yeah, human! Up top!
The cult: …AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
MC: Wow, they didn’t even get to Lucifer. How’d you get here so fast, Mam?
Mammon: Oh, I just heard you refer to me as your first man, as ya should, obviously, and I was so happy I decided to pop in and give ya some positive reinforcement. Now where’s my high five?
MC: I’m tied to this alter thing.
Mammon: Oh shit, ya are-
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rensphilia · 1 year
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Ever since Lilian's father died in the war, she's been visited at night by an angel. She never sees this angel.... no, he comes to her in her dreams, holding her close, his gentle, lulling voice telling her everything will be okay. Her sightless eyes would drip tears onto the jacket he wore, and he would conjure up a soft handkerchief to dab at her cheeks. He never said his name, and she never asked, but his comfort in her darkest hour brought her to love him.
Time passed, and her angel visited often, the two of them spending their nights together in soft spoken words, him creating a dream for her and describing it in that same soft voice that always lulled her into a calm, happy state. One day, though, her angel came to her in a fury. He hid it well, but his tone was urgent.
"Help me," he urged, "I've been captured by demons and locked away. I need you to free me."
And so, following the promptings of his sweet voice, Lilian allowed her angel to lead her down to hell.
This is the first part about one of my OCs, Lilian! I may post more about her, we'll see!
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chaosinterlude · 1 year
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“lucifer is sadistic and mean!! he’s so serious and scary!!”
meanwhile,
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he’s just a silly man who wishes for a domestic life with his partner and dog <3
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lvlcurrent · 8 months
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i like drawing him w big pants :]c 💚
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blissxjj · 3 months
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Surprise kissing the brothers
Lucifer:
• Happy and will never admit it.
• he is impressed of your boldness.
•he gets hot all of a sudden :)
•he might punish you later but he ends up being a softy and forgives you.
•he gets mad embarrassed when you do it in front of others.
•you did it once in front of Barbatos and till now he still gets embarrassed.
•overall he likes it and will except it just not near others.
Mammon:
•it depends on the situation.
•he likes when it's out of love.
•but...
•something about it being a surprise angry kiss makes him feel butterflies.
•during an argument you just grab him by his clothes and pull him in.
•he will forget why you argued in the first place.
Levi:
•Error 404
•Levi EXE is shutting down.
•he hates it because he likes it so much.
•he wants you to kiss him so bad but hates going through all the emotional Rollercoaster.
•he is super shy even when he knows you are about to kiss him.
•so imagine if it was a surprise one.
•still loves 'em though :3
Satan:
•very serious person.
•it depends on where you are.
•i would advise you not to do it in front of Lucifer or any other brother.
•not because he hates your kisses or that he is embarrassed of your relationship.
•he knows you bring out the soft side of him
•the side he normally never show to others.
•nonetheless he still appreciates your love.
Asmodeus:
•don't do it.
•unless you want to go all the way.
•this man has no limits he will take you right then and there.
•if you don't stop him that is.
•he just feels a spark in him that is so hard to resist.
•he loves it when you kiss him in public it shows people that you are taken and he as well so it makes him proud.
Beel:
•you kiss him.
•he kisses you back.
•simple.
•he doesn't have any preferences when and where.
•he just loves your touch and affection almost as much as he likes food....almost.
•you tried to embarrasse him many times but end up being the one embarrassed.
•when he picks you up and kisses you.
•one time you kissed him in the kitchen in front of Lucifer to make him blush.
•It backfired when he picked you up and sat you on the counter and kissed.
•in front of Lucifer :D
Belphie:
•he does not care.
•not in a toxic way but rather a braty way.
•he likes when you kiss him during during sleep hoping he will wake up and be surprised.
•but he keeps himself asleep so you could do it again.
•works everytime.
•he loves cuddling more than kisses so maybe try surprise hugging.
•way better and would result in a sleep brake for both of you.
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celestialrealms · 3 months
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Fun fact: In Barbatos's intimacy storyline in Nightbringer he ends up living with Solomon and MC at Cocytus Hall temporarily. Here's a highlight from his 40 intimacy call:
The way he makes Solomon sit in the corner. 😭 You cannot convince me he didn't raise this man.
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