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beels-burger-babe · 2 years

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Demon's First Pumpkin

***After all the spookiness it's time for a small relief of fluff! This is actually one of the first Diavolo-centered fics I've written and it's the first Teen MC fic we've had in a while! I hope you all enjoy it 🎃❤️ -B***

Summary: When MC learns that the all mighty Demon Prince Diavolo has never carved a pumpkin in his life, they immediately get to work on amending that fact. Ft. Teen! MC and DiaLuci

"MC, this isn't something that you need to disturb Lord Diavolo with,"

"Wrong. It is spooky season and thus it is an emergency level catastrophe that I must bother Dia with."

The prince in question perked up his head as he heard two of his favourite voices approach his lonely office. He instantly brushed aside the documents he had been working on, and took a quick glance into the reflection of the metal plaque on his desk to adjust his tie and hair.

"Well, we'll just have to see what he thinks!" He heard you smugly shout on the other side of the door before a rhythmic knock rang through his office.

"Come in!" He happily called out as he sat just a little bit straighter in his chair.

He couldn't help but smile as you proudly marched into his office with a tired and slightly irked-looking Lucifer trailing behind you.

"Dia!" He quickly opened his arms, wrapping you up in his large embrace as you charged toward him.

The sound of his hearty laugh filled the room as he spun you around. "MC! It's been awhile since you've visited!"

Lucifer sighed from where he handsomly brooded by the doorway. "My apologies, my lord. I tried to explain to them that you were busy, but they were insistent."

Diavolo smiled as he set you back on your feet. "Must have been a rather important issue then."

You nodded enthusiastically as Lucifer ran a hand down his face. "Yes, it is! There're no pumpkins in the Devildom!"

The prince's eyebrows narrowed as he glanced warily over to Lucifer. "No ... pumpkins?"

"Large orange gourds that humans like mutilate and allow to rot away rather than actually eating them," Lucifer groaned. "It's pointless."

A dramatic gasp came from your mouth as you clutched a hand to your chest. "It is not pointless!" You shouted. "First of all, we call them jack-o-lanterns! Second of all, it's a bonding tradition that we do in the fall with our friends and family and use them as lights and decorations. Plus, it's not all waste! You can always roast the pumpkin seeds and eat those as snacks!"

With every word that you spoke, Diavolo felt his eyes get wider and wider and a flood of childlike wonder, that he always felt towards human culture, fill him.

The same thrill that sparked in his heart the day he came up with the exchange program was now a raging inferno.

"That sounds incredible!" He cheered as he grabbed you by the shoulders — your eyes mirrored the excitement sparkling in his own golden stare. He looked towards his door, where he knew his butler was dutifully working nearby. "Barbatos!" The teal-coloured demon appeared out of nowhere. "I need you to go to the human world and get three of their best pumpkins!"

"I'll see to it, my lord," he was gone as quickly as he arrived.

Lucifer's head whipped around to him, his eyebrows narrowed in suspicion. "Three? Why do you need three?"

"For you, of course!" He flashed the demon his brightest smile. "MC said this is meant to be a bonding experience between friends, and there is no one else I can think of to share this with than you and MC!"

Lucifer glowered at the prince for a moment before a heavy groan came from him. "If that's what you wish, my lord."

Diavolo's heart fluttered with elation as he turned to you. "What else is required for this 'jack-o-lantern' making?"

You leaned against his desk with a sharp grin, "Let me tell you, Dia. It is the best. There's spooky music, candy, and you can even print out stencils to help you with your design if you'd like," you pressed a smug hand to your chest as you lifted your chin. "Personally, I like to freehand," your eyes playfully drifted over to the grumpy Avatar of Sin in the corner, "but there's no shame in needing a little help."

Lucifer stiffened at your words, and Diavolo knew that you had the demon exactly where you wanted him. "Well," he spoke coolly, "We'll just have to see about that."

In no less than an hour, the three of you were in the freshly decorated dining hall with a live orchestra playing only the spookiest of classical music and freshly picked pumpkins sitting in front of you.

You were bouncing with giddiness at the whole thing, and though Lucifer tried to hide, Diavolo could tell that even he was enjoying the atmosphere.

The prince clapped his hands as he looked down at the gourd. "Now, MC! What next? How do we do this?"

Lucifer eyed you carefully as you picked up one of the paring knives on the table and twirled it in your hand. "Now you cut the top off and scoop out its guts!" A twinge of pride ran through his demonic soul at the murderous glee shining on your face.

Dia let out a hearty laugh as he picked up his own knife and stabbed it deep into the top of the pumpkin with a single clean motion. "And you're sure this is a human tradition? It's quite vicious, though that does seem to be the fun of it!" His smile widened as a spray of pumpkin juice flung across his face — It had been too long since he'd been able to fully enjoy a good stabbing.

Lucifer, on the other hand, elegantly picked up his own knife and went to work with the precision of a surgeon. Each cut was done with meticulous care and patience.

You snorted at the look of concentration on his face as you ripped off the top of your own pumpkin.

The demon rose an eyebrow at you, "Do you have an issue with my technique MC?"

You shook your head as you rolled up your sleeve and buried your arm elbow deep into the vegetable. "Nope. You're just slow, old man,"

Diavolo's eyes widened at your action as he looked down at his own pumpkin and quickly mimicked you. He couldn't help but giggle as the stringy, gooey insides of the pumpkin clung to his fingers as he easily ripped from its flesh with a harsh pull — he had greatly underestimated just how fun this would be.

Lucifer's nose wrinkled at the two of you. "If I'm doing this, I am going to be doing this to the highest standard. I want to ensure that the top hole isn't so large that the pumpkin will cave in on itself, but also not so small that it's inconvenient to remove its innards."

Diavolo smirked as he flicked some of the pumpkin on his hands at his right-hand man — Lucifer stiffed as a glob guts stuck to his cheek. "Come on, Lucifer! Loosen up! This is meant to be fun! Let your inner demon run loose and just enjoy it!" he grinned and proudly held up his messy hands.

"Yeah, Luci! This isn't an order or a task. This is just having fun with friends! You remember what that's like, right?" You goaded with a mischievous smirk on your face.

Lucifer grumbled under his breath as he carefully rolled up the sleeves of his silk shirt. The light caught on his blade as he raised it high above his head before passionately driving it down into the gourd.

Dia's breath caught in his throat at the feral fire in Lucifer's crimson eyes as you whooped in victory.

From there, it hadn't taken very long for the three of you to finish preparing your pumpkins for your designs — soon all three of them were empty, and their intestines were now coating the table and your arms.

"Now's the fun part!" You explained as you grabbed three markers from your pocket. "You can carve any design that you'd like into the front of the pumpkin! Traditionally, you're meant to do a spooky face, but really it can be anything you want."

The Demon Prince paused, tilting his head as he looked at the canvas of his pumpkin. He wanted something suiting for the human "spooky season," but also something sentimental. This was his first jack-o-lantern. He didn't want to mess up something that, based on the purely joyful expression on your face, truly meant a lot to you. He wanted it to be special.

He glanced over at Lucifer, as the demon was delicately peeling layers away from the vegetable, and blushed as an idea rushed to his mind.

He uncapped his marker and got to work.

You had finished your jack-o-lantern first — a slightly crooked rendition ... something. It seems Lucifer was correct on the mutilation part.

Lucifer bit back a laugh as you proudly held your pumpkin out in front of you. "And just what is that meant to be?"

You slumped a little as you pouted. "It's meant to be you and your brothers pact symbols! Can't you tell?"

Dia squinted his eyes and tilted his head a little — it still looked like a bunch of random circles, triangles and squiggly lines — but he gave a fake gasp of realization for your sake. "Oh, I see it now!" He lied, like a liar. "This one must be Beelzebub's! Very well done!"

"That's Lucifer's!" You whined as the said demon snorted beside you.

His snort grew into laughter as you punched his side. "No, no! You misunderstand, MC. I'm not laughing at you. My symbol has never looked so good!"

You huffed and set your pumpkin back down on to the table. "Well let's see what you came up with, Mr. Big Shot!"

A glimmer of pure concentrated pride radiated gorgeously off the demon as he smiled, "With pleasure," he turned the pumpkin around and both your's and Diavolo's jaws dropped.

Delicately carved into the pumpkin's flesh, with varying layers of depth, was an intricate rendition of Cerberus with meat dangling off his fangs.

"Show off," you grumbled as the prince continued to gawk.

Lucifer's chuckled as he ruffled your hair, "I don't know what you mean. I was only following your instructions and having fun with it," you pouted as you smacked his hand away. The demon's head turned to Diavolo, oblivious to how the content glow to his skin made goosebumps rise on the back of the prince's neck. "How did yours turn out?"

Diavolo glanced between his own creation and Lucifers. "I wouldn't say it's quite as masterful as your own work, Lucifer, but I think it's rather nice," he turned the pumpkin around and Lucifer's cheeks flushed while you found yourself gawking once more.

For his very first jack-o-lantern, Diavolo had carved two demons. One with leather-like wings and an impressive set of horns framing his face, and the other with raven's wings sprouting behind him and a diamond on his forehead. The two were leaning close together and smiling.

"DIA!" You screamed leaning close to take it in. "That's so cool! Woah! How did you do that?!"

Lucifer cleared his throat as he glanced up at the prince, "Is that ... us?"

Diavolo proudly nodded. "Of course! I wanted something that meant a lot to me but was also scary. And you, Lucifer, are both my most trusted friend and the most terrifying demon I know. I thought it was only fitting."

If Lucifer hadn't been blushing before, his cheeks were now a beautiful shade of red. Diavolo often wished it wasn't so difficult to make the demon flustered like this — whenever the demon's prideful front was cast aside, he never failed to make the prince fall for him all over again (a poetic irony in its own right).

You eyed the two as their stares remained locked on one another — you felt your own cheeks flush at the mere tension in the room. You quickly grabbed the bowl of pumpkin guts resting on the table and awkwardly stood up. "OH LOOK! We have all kinds of left over pumpkin guts! I'm going to um, roast these with Barbatos for a snack! In the kitchen! Away from here! BYE!"

Before either of them had time to blink you were gone in a blur.

Lucifer fondly shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. "Humans. They really are so odd."

Diavolo hummed as he looked back at the monstrosity of a jack-o-lantern that you made. "Endearing though. I quite enjoyed this tradition of theirs."

Silence settled between the two demons as Lucifer carefully picked the remaining pumpkin innards that you had thrown at him off his shirt. "Perhaps," he began without looking at the Prince, "we'll have to do this again next year," Diavolo looked at him, a slow smile began climbing on his face as the demon's warm tone registered within him. "MC clearly needs more practice, and ... I suppose this wasn't so bad," the crimson eyes flickered down to Diavolo's pumpkin once more.

A swarm of butterflies fluttered alongside hope within him — the happiness that was burning within him was one he had seldom experienced before.

A small, stunned laugh bubbled out from within him as he nodded deeply to his closest companion. "As you wish, my dear."

*** Oh it is so nice to have a refreshing break of fluff every now and then 🥰 Thank you all for reading and for the love and support! Please leave a comment, if you can, letting me know what you thought! Your feedback is always appreciated! -B***

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the-great-chimera · 1 year

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Mc: * Angrily walks into the cult meeting, still groggy * WHO TF LEFT ME IN THE CAR-

*room full of cultists looks like thier making a deal with dia and luci*

Cultists: w-what...

Lucifer: mc go back to sleep, go back to the car we've got it covered.

Cultists: m-my lord did you bring us a sacrifice? Who is this ?

Lucifer: No, and if you ever refer to them as a sacrifice again, I'll flay the skin from your meat.

Mc: *still groggy and sleepy but angry* IT WAS 2 WHEN I FELL ASLEEP ITS NOW 7 , WHO TF LEFT ME IN THE CAR AND PUT IT IN DOGMODE.

Diavolo: mc it's okay, we're nearly done here anyway. You can go back to the car. Barbatos put sandwiches in a cooler in the center console.

Mc: *rubs their eyes and looks around *

Mc: I'm gonna go....but not because you told me too!

Mc: * turns around and leaves* sam..ich...

Cultists: my lords what the fuck?

Lucifer: that is our...uh...pet?

Diavolo:* nods* definitely pet

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still-a-morosexual-help · 9 months

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honestly tho om lucifer is such a comfort character

you know mammon's my all time all around favourite no contest but like

lucifer just hits different

he's so tired and he's so overworked and he loves his family so much it makes me sick he's willing to kill and die for them at any chance he made the misfits of the celestial realm his family despite being the perfect example of an angel himself he thinks his brothers are adorable he just wants them to have one quiet day

he's such a bastard he's arrogant and prideful and he'll willingly meow like a little kitty cat because his boybestfriend is sad

he's got daddy issues he's terrified he's traumatised his greatest fear is his father he spent years fighting a pointless war and never questioned his father about whether they ever even tried to find a way to end the war without just mindlessly trying to kill people who really aren't that different from them for a reason no one knows he's willing to be given piggyback rides by another high profile man in a public area

he's a dog person he's weak to puppy dog eyes from everyone he cares about he's constantly done with Mephisto's shit he gets jealous because one of his friends complimented their mutual friend's cookies

he's willing to villainize himself in the eyes of his family to keep them safe he's sadistic his first response to being cornered and scared is to kill anyone who's making him feel that way his love language with his brothers is being a little shit to them he's somehow connected to/the starting point of all the issues/trauma his brothers have he has empty nest syndrome even though all his brothers live at home he hasn't realised the extent to which his actions and words have fucked up his brothers and is constantly surprised and devastated by it when he realises

he has a son he pretends is his brother whom he only ever canonically acknowledged as his son twice which led to huge blowout fights one of his younger brothers bullies him into going to the pub with them once a week his son runs a club with his youngest brother dedicated solely to making his life miserable

he's sadistic he genuinely enjoys seeing people suffer he's so polite he'll allow himself to be poisoned by food he knows is bad he bought dinner for a whole restaurant because it was the owner's birthday he wore a silly outfit and worked at a themed restaurant as a favour for a friend he gets visibly more aroused when he's ordered around he insults his brothers but gets upset whenever an outsider does the same

he loves his human so much and he's so annoyed at them he's so frustrated with them he's so angry at them and he's so worried about them so protective of them so incredibly proud of them he has tried to kill them many many times

he's a borderline alcoholic he's immortal he's greying he gets migraines he forgets to eat and he sleeps at his desk he does the mom thing and orders takeout for his children when he goes out to eat without them he likes dad jokes his greatest wish is to visit a factory he likes good socks he's a grumpy old man

he's over 10 million years old he's an eldritch horror he's the personification of the sin of pride he needs glasses to read his childhood friend? ex-boyfriend? kind-of-brother? old coworker? brother in arms? calls him luci

he's a naggy paranoid perfectionist he removed the entire bathroom because one of his brothers forgot to clean it he had to literally be kidnapped to send him on a vacation he ripped out multiple sets of his own wings he doesn't like being seen shirtless he lectured jason voorhees about him not killing efficiently enough

he's a respected and recognised drag queen he believes love is love he's canonically so beautiful but no one ever makes a move on him because the whole realm thinks he's in a committed long term relationship he refuses to believe his best friend is in love with him despite multiple people saying so

he's the type of person you want to please the type of person you want to make proud the type of person you want on your side because you know no matter what he'll always have your back you're safe that as long as he's there everything will be okay the type of person you want to be held by while everything is falling down around you

he's even queer

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imnotchaotic · 2 years

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Random noble: "You wanna get out of here?"

Child of Diavolo: "I don't think that would be a good idea."

Random noble: "Should I be worried about your father?"

Child of Diavolo: "It's not my Dad you have to worry about."

Random noble: "huh?"

Barbatos: *Angry butler noises.*

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me diavolo #om lucifer #obey me lucifer #obey me simeon #obey me chats #obey me fan kids #obey me barbatos #obey me dialuci #Obey me diavolo #Diavolo Child

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ibee00725 · 1 year

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me when i decide to redraw the fever dream mashup i made on instagram when i was 15. no i cannot explain myself. it was simply a vision in my head 👍anyways mario x obeyme

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daedor · 6 months

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My boyfriend is being queer again, guys.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me game #obey me! game #obey me shall we date #obey me! shall we date?#obey me lucifer #om lucifer #obey me diavolo #om diavolo #dialuci #daedor prattle

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devildomwriter · 7 months

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Diavolo & Lucifer’s Tense Beginning

*Going back through Nightbringer and I wanted to point out something interesting*

We all know that Diavolo and Lucifer’s relationship is complicated, especially how they met and Lucifer’s pledge but Nightbringer added much more context.

Diavolo is extremely upset that Lucifer started a war. He’s not upset why Lucifer started the war but because Lucifer lost. Lucifer, the most respected and highest-ranked angel in the Celestial Realm was his friend. Not only that, but they were beginning to see eye to eye about peace between the realms. Slowly, Lucifer was understanding and agreeing with Diavolo. Diavolo was very close to beginning to establish peace rather than having the realms simply be “not enemies.”

But then Lucifer becomes a demon. A wanted demon, that the Celestial Realm wants to kill, and Diavolo decides to give him shelter. Not only does Diavolo no longer have close connections to the leader of the Celestial Realm, they now absolutely hate him. He’s just gone back so many steps that they almost went to war and it’s all because of his relationship with Lucifer who was supposed to be his advocate for the angels.

And from Lucifer’s point of view, this demon who he once hated and judged, whom he slowly came to respect is now his only hope and savior. The man he must now serve faithfully for his life in exchange for the extremely delicate situation he put the realms into by saving his little sister.

Lucifer is not only ranked below someone, he’s ranked below a demon. It’s extremely tense for both of them as they don’t know how to work as boss and subordinate. Angels are often seen above demons but Lucifer was, his position was highest aside from God’s and Diavolo was just the prince. It’s a complete role reversal and devastating for both of them.

The avatar of Pride is forced to endure what he likely perceives to be humiliating and Diavolo is forced to face the facts that the peaceful future he was so close to is now thousands of years away and his best friend is unintentionally the one at fault.

#obey me dialuci #obey me analyzation #obey me diavolo #omswd diavolo #om diavolo #obey me shall we date diavolo #obey me lucifer #om lucifer #omswd Lucifer #obey me shall we date Lucifer #obey me diavolo and lucifer #obey me lucifer and diavolo

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obey-me-hoe · 11 days

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So I started playing Obey Me! Nightbringer without knowing it was the second game so I wanted to go back and play the original game as well and...

I SEE WHY PEOPLE SHIP DIALUCI !!! LIKE BRO I JUST STARTED THE GAME AND THIS IS ONE OF THE FIRST CHATS I SEE

#dialuci #obey me #obey me dialuci #obey me diavolo #obey me lucifer #diavolo x lucifer #lucifer x diavolo #help me they're so cute 🥺#i was a casual shipper but now I'm on the dialuci train #i love them #obey me shall we date #om! shall we date #shall we date obey me

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ryminsteddiesashanne · 2 months

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Cannibalizes your toxic yaoi

Og under the cut

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darklyndivinely · 11 months

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Is it love?

Fandom - Obey Me!

Characters - Lucifer, Mammon

Summary - Mammon asks Lucifer if he is in love.

Warnings - Implied Dialuci (Diavolo x Lucifer)

Wordcount - 300+

A/N - For @ombrotherlylove2023 (day 1). I feel like we don't get to see this aspect of Lucifer and Mammon's relationship a lot. I just know that Mammon looks out for Lucifer almost as much as Luci dotes on him. Enjoy this little something I wrote!

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“Come in,” Lucifer says, glancing up briefly. “Mammon, what is it? Did you need something?”

Mammon gently shuts the door behind him, pressing a silent noise-cancelling spell against the wood.

Lucifer looks up at that, brows furrowing at the golden magic that shimmers over his door. He caps his pen. “What is it?”

Mammon stares at him for a moment, then turns away, casually sauntering his way towards the couches. He picks up the black skull that Lucifer had been cleaning earlier and traces its hollow sockets with his ringed fingers. “Do you love him?” he whispers.

Lucifer tenses, last night fluttering against his eyelids as denial rises in his throat. He swallows it down, flexing his sore hand. He knew this conversation was coming. “Mammon...”

“Do I need to be worried?” He meets brilliant blue eyes with him, setting the skull down on the table.

“...I don’t have time for this, Mammon. Ask me these questions sometime else.”

“Sometime else when? During dinner? In front of everyone? Or at the Council meeting? In front of Diavolo?”

Lucifer pinches his nose.

Mammon slithers closer to his desk, searching Lucifer's face. “Is he treating you well?”

Lucifer looks at him—the familiar white hair, the worried urging eyes, the way his shoulders rounded when he was being vulnerable—and feels his heart caving a bit with emotion. To think he had once taught this little one to walk.

“You need not worry for me, Mammon. I am perfectly capable of handling myself.”

“I just—” Mammon takes a deep breath. “I don’t want you to get hurt. He’s a good man, I know he’ll take good care of ya. Just be careful, alright?”

Lucifer feels a smile ghost his lips and nods. “When am I not, dear brother?”

The fire crackles lowly, filling the familiar silence between the two brothers.

“Do you love him?” How much? his eyes seem to ask. How much damage can he do?

Lucifer inhales a shuddering breath, swallowing his heart. “Yes.”

Too much.

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