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bloomries · 10 months

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me? wha- never been jealous in my life—

includes : the demon brothers (lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor).

summary : in which he experience some silly, childish jealousy!

warnings : gn! reader. feelings of jealousy/envy from character.

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── lucifer

You were just taking Lucifer's advice and getting a tutor, you didn't realize it would be such a big deal. Leaning in closer to the demon to better hear him, you suddenly felt a cool grip on your shoulder. Looking up you see Lucifer giving the poor student the death glare. "You're coming with me," His eyes shifted down to you, and you sigh, packing up your stuff.

When you two were out of the library, you pull away from the grip he had on your wrist. Arms crossed over your chest, you eye him up and down before shaking your head. "Are you okay?"

He stiffens at your words, a small scowl forming. You quirk a brow, before coming to a conclusion. "Oh, don't tell me... were you jealous?" Red eyes widen and wings spread out- but you're not impressed by his little intimidation technique.

"Me?" He guffaws, hand placed on his chest melodramatically. "ME? You think I'm jealous? Ha!" He scoffs, and you can only give an incredulous stare. He clears his throat at your lack of reaction. "I am not jealous. That is a ridiculous notion."

"Yeah, okay." You shake your head. "If you were jealous though, I wouldn't be upset. It's actually kind of funny," You snicker, and he glares at you.

"Well, it's a good think I'm not jealous." You just hum, walking alongside him now.

"Riiiight," You glance over at him, before grinning mischievously. "So, who will tutor me now, hm?" Lucifer looks down at you, before not-so-subtly suggesting himself as your tutor. After all, no one is better than him... Right?

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── mammon

"Mammon," You say, your hands cupping his cheek. He looks at you pitifully. If someone were to see his expression they'd surely believe something very serious and heartbreaking was going on. "Mammon, I'm yours."

"Say it again." He pouts, his hands resting over yours. Is he relishing in all your attention now that he's gained it back? Absolutely. Are you growing annoyed at his shamelessness? Absolutely.

"This is the fifteenth time." You sigh, and he just whines. You groan, rolling your eyes before looking him in his eyes again and saying your line with the utmost earnest. "I'm yours, Mammon."

"... Again?"

"Oh my- Mammon, it was a puppy!" Mammon huffs, crossing his arms over his chest and grumbling that it didn't matter what species it was, if you gave anything or anyone more attention than your first man it would be reasonable for him to react in such a way.

Sighing, you reposition yourself on to your knees, now towering over him a little. Cupping his cheeks once more, you pull him into a very passionate, loving kiss- one that, when you pull away, leaves him breathless and dazed.

"Uh... what was... going on?"

"Nothing," You say, pleased, and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Don't worry about it, okay?"

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── leviathan

"Hey, Levi...?" He tenses at your voice, stiffly turning around in his gaming chair to face you. You hesitate to speak, "Uhm... Do you remember that figurine you bought me?" If he could turn into stone right now, he would. "Well, I accidentally lost it somehow? Have you seen it at all?"

Oh, that was it? Levi lets out a shaky, relieved exhale as he turns back around in his gaming chair. "No, I haven't." This is a lie though, Leviathan had managed to get jealous of the figurine that got to stay in your room, by your side, more often than he, so he may or may not have it in one of his drawers, ready to destroy and torture it.

You let out a whine as you drape yourself against the back of his gaming chair, your hands resting on his chest. "'m so sorry Levi, don't be mad, okay? I'll do my best to find it."

Despite the lump in his throat and guilt gnawing at his heart, he takes your hand and presses a kiss to it. "D- Don't worry about it, okay? I'm not upset!" You peak over the chair to see his expression better and- wow, you really can't see any signs of distress!

"Really? Well, okay, but I'll still look for it!" You cheer, turning his chair around and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "After all, it's an important gift from a very special person~"

Ah, Levi's heart can't handle it anymore- you're too precious, and you just claimed he was a very special person! He didn't need to be jealous of that dumb figurine— don't be surprised if you find the figurine on your shelf later!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── satan

How did you manage to score better than him in his favorite subject? Satan stares at your paper, which held the higher grade, with the utmost annoyance. A small scowl was forming on his lips as he continued to burn holes into the paper. You furrow your brows, being able to read him easily.

"Uhm, 'tan?" Snapping out of his angered gaze, he looks up at you, and feels a little guilty. You worked hard, you deserve a good grade... Just not better than him. "Are you okay?"

"... Can I read your essay?" You nod, offering him the paper and he reads it over, nitpicking everything- of course he doesn't say it aloud, though can still practically see smoke coming out of his ears. You sigh, "Are you... Jealous?"

His eyes widen and he looks up at from your paper, scoffing in shock. "No, I-... I'm just very proud." His strained smile and sinister aura tell you otherwise. Gently, you take the paper from him and replace it with yourself. Sitting on his lap, you smile down at him.

"I can give you some tutoring lessons, if you'd like." You tease- a very dangerous thing to do considering. Instead of getting more pissed off though, he just stares up at you before chuckling. A reaction only you can pull off.

"Ah, is that so?" He asks, tilting his head. "Perhaps I need it." He glances at his paper, which holds the lower of the two grades. His grip tightens a bit. Well, if playful teasing didn't distract him it seems you'd need to find another way!

And kisses are truly such a wonderful distraction, are they not?

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── asmodeus

Asmodeus is used to others getting jealous of him, or of others being closed to him, but he's never been the one being jealous! It's a very interesting feeling, he'd concluded, as it's hard to breathe and his heart feels like it's getting punched.

Some random demon actually thinks they have a shot with you? It irks him. With a deadly smile, he slinks over to the both of you, before gasping dramatically as he falls against you. "Oh there you are! My beloved, my one and only, my light, my jewel~" He purrs, wrapping his arms around you.

"Oh, hey Asm-" He starts peppering kisses all over your face, and you indulge in them because when Asmodeus is around you truly have no one else on your brain.

Taking a peak, Asmo smirks when the other demon gets visibly uncomfortable and leaves, mumbling embarrassed apologies and curses.

Pulling away from you, you chase after him only to whine when he presses his pointer finger against your lips. He sends you a wink, "Don't worry, you'll receive plenty more later." You nod, taking his hand and smiling gently at him.

"Should we head to class then?"

"Mmhm~" Asmo smiles, proud of himself that you don't remember that nobody from earlier!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── beelzebub

Beelzebub feels ridiculous, he really shouldn't be jealous but when he sees the way his fellow teammates are staring at you in the stands, that ugly feeling bubbles up in his chest. You're waving at him, smiling so brightly it could blind him!

You then hold out your hand for the players to high five, as a 'good job' for all their hard work practicing for an upcoming game, and the players had lined up ready to receive said precious high five- but before anyone could move another inch, Beel was in front of you and had high fived your hand before taking hold of it, interlocking his fingers.

"Huh? Beel? Are you okay?" You ask, worried. His head is hung, mostly because he's trying to hide the blush that's painting his cheeks and ears. He's a little embarrassed for acting in such a manner. Cold to his teammates, and so quick to take action to make it known that you're with him.

"Yeah, I'm alright," He lifts his head, looking up at you with furrowed brows. "Uhm... Well..."

"Yeah?" You encourage, waiting patiently for him to sort out his feelings. You give his hand a gentle squeeze, reassuring him, and he lets out a weak sigh.

"Keep... Keep your eyes only on me, okay?"

Now it's your turn to blush. A bit shocked by his sudden possessive words- although definitely not upset- you nod. "O- Okay! I will!" You squeeze his hand again before retracting it. "Good job practicing today, Beel!" Ruffling his hair, you can't help but admire that cute flustered expression he holds. Even when he's jealous, he's adorable!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── belphegor

"It was a dreeeam!" You shake his shoulders, and he groans and grunts with each shake. He still refuses to speak, though, and avoids your eyes. He's being so pouty and whiny over nothing!

"Belphie, I swear," You drop him and he lands against his plush pillows. You fall on top of him and he grunts against, damn you. "You're always so mean to me, I didn't even do anything."

"Well in my dream you did." He sneers, holding his nose up high. At least he spoke to you! That's progress! You perk up and scoot closer to his face, giving him your best attempt of puppy dog eyes.

"Belphie I would never, ever entertain someone else!" You assure, "So stop being pouty," You start peppering kiss all over his face. "If I could," You mumble against his skin, "I'd beat up dream me for flirting with someone else and then kiss dream you and reassure dream you."

Belphie's eyes widen and he scoffs. "Oh? So you want to kiss dream me and not real me?" You pull back. Is he... being serious right now? Was he even aware of how many kisses you just planted on his face? Also is he seriously jealous of 'dream him'?

You frown, collecting your thoughts quickly. "No! I mean, if dream you isn't real you, the no I wouldn't kiss dream you! I'm only going to kiss my Belphie!"

He stares at you for a second, before smiling. Ah, it seems you've reached the right answer! Rejoicing in getting Belphegor to not be a whiny demon anymore, you wrap your arms around him tightly and close your eyes. That was exhausting, time for a nap!

꒰ ❀ ꒱ thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

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osachiyo · 6 months

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lovesick!lucifer who'll stare at you from across the room, laughing at one of his younger brother's stupid jokes. sighing, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose− he wishes he could make you laugh like that− wait, what was he thinking? he should really get back to work.

lovesick!lucifer who'd ask you to come over to his office for no actual reason. secretly hoping that you'd stay and keep him company, but his pride wouldn't allow him to actually say it to you.

lovesick!lucifer who feels conflicted− why was he feeling this way towards a mere human, you? he'd never feel this way before− so why was he feeling so.. strange towards you?

lovesick!lucifer who isn't too fond of sweets, but takes you to cute little bakeries and cafes just to see your face light up, a grin splaying on your soft lips as you thank him. oh devils, you couldn't get cuter.

lovesick!lucifer who'd actually thinking of lessening some of mammon's punishments, your pleading eyes almost too much for him to resist.

lovesick!lucifer who finally, finally gathers himself to confess to you. putting on his favorite cologne− the one that you complimented, fixing his hair about a million times to ensure that he looks perfect.

lovesick!lucifer who picks out the highest quality of red roses for you, the same color of his painted nails, symbolizing the passion and love he felt for you.

lovesick!lucifer who's face falls when he's about to enter the room, stopping in his tracks as soft giggles spill out of your room. the door slightly ajar. he knows he shouldn't take a peek, but he can't help himself. curiosity getting the best of him− and as the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

lovesick!lucifer who watches, watches as you lay on top of the fourth born, head resting on his chest, while your twinkling eyes hold so much love and adoration for his younger brother.

lovesick!lucifer who's heart shatters into a million pieces as he watches you kiss satan's face, smushing his cheeks together, affectionately bumping your nose against his cheek. he gently closed the door shut, not wanting to peek any further. footsteps heavy as his broken heart against the carpeted floor, as he returns back to his office.

lovesick!lucifer who pours himself another glass of demonus, the alcohol burning in his throat as he gulps it down. he should've known, really. pride dwindling as his eyes land on the forgotten bouquet of crimson roses sitting on his table. he really should've known better.

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hopeluna-archived · 11 months

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Now for the important question....ass or boobs?

Characters: The brothers + the dateables

CW: crack, my dumb ass imao

A/N: i'm so sorry about this, just ignore this

M.list

Lucifer

I- looks at you like "I don't get paid enough for this shit"

Actually he doesn't get paid at all. #justiceforSingleMom

But......boobs.

They are just....boobs yk? They're so fun and soft and sexy - Lucifer's inner thoughts

Pls leave him alone MC, he has important work to do :')

Mammon

He's a ass man and he's proud of it 🤚🏼

Mammon loves ass. Flat ass, non-flat ass, medium flat ass

He appreciates it all

You might catch him staring at your ass if you're observant enough

Will deny it tho, it looked at him first

Levi

Thighs.

Leviathan, Avatar of Envy, The third born, Admiral of Hell's navy and Thigh man

If given permission, will bury his face in your thighs

Its heaven to him. Pun intended

Maybe leave some bite marks on them if he's feeling particularly brave ;)

Satan

BOOBS.

No I will not elaborate

Goodbye.

Asmodeus

Boobs. And ass. And thighs.

He's a slut

He'll take everything you throw at him

Still Asmo has a good point

Why choose one when you can love all of them?

Beelzebub

I cannot explain this but ass.

Idk Beel just seems like a very ass person

Like listen he's not innocent as everyone makes him out to be

He's just a wholesome guy. So like just imagine him casually slapping you in the ass out of nowhere

And you're just like 😀⁉️

And he's just like 🤷🏻‍♂️💁🏻‍♂️🍔

Belphegor

Certified user of boobs as pillows

Yk how you smack the pillow a few times to fluff it?

Boy will legit pat your boobs and snuggle in and not even acknowledge you

Like sir?? I'm not even here, i'm a hallucination ✨

Diavolo

Pls i'm a boob person for him, I wanna squeeze those honkers

Dia is both a boob and a ass person

He just thinks both of them come for different uses

Your boobs are his stress ball

Your ass is also his stress ball with the added benefit of slapping it

Barbatos

Yup he saw that question coming from a miles away

But nevertheless he'll humour you

Boobs

Idk why but he just gives me boob guy vibe

Simeon

WHAT IS THIS QUESTION ⁉️⁉️

MC THIS IS HIGHLY INAPPROPRIATE

Simeon likes you for you heart, your kindness, you sincerity, your mind-

Boobs.

Solomon

Thighs.

Enough said.

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lovries · 1 year

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THE PERSON THAT I LIKE...

featuring. the demon brothers (lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor).

summary. when someone asks who you like/who you have a crush on, you confidently say his name (whilst he's right beside you!?)

warnings. gn! reader, harassment (mammon, asmodeus).

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── LUCIFER

You're not sure how you and Diavolo got to talking about crushes and love interests, but when he asked if you liked anybody, you broke out into a small smile. "Who I like?" You say, glancing over at Lucifer who's sipping his tea, minding his business (not), when you point to him and chuckle. "Well, I obviously like Lucifer."

Lucifer chokes on his tea, sputtering out apologies to Diavolo whilst also try to recover from his embarrassment. He honestly was no expecting that! Diavolo's just laughing merrily, patting his friends back whilst you smile sweetly at Lucifer.

"Did you hear that, Lucifer?" Diavolo asked. Really, you two are going to be the death of him! He manages to put up his façade once again, picking his tea cup up once again.

"I heard them perfectly well," Lucifer glances at you through the corner of his eye, enjoying the way you're basically glowing. Did you truly like him that much? So much that you just throw away all shame and proudly proclaim your love? If asked, would you yell it from the rooftops? Lucifer doesn't doubt you would.

"And?" Diavolo prompted him, whilst you remain quiet. You await Lucifer's answer. Of course Lucifer would love to also inform you of his feelings towards you, but he'd rather do it somewhere more private, and preferably in a more romantic setting.

"And, we'll talk about it later." His tone is anything but harsh, in fact it basically drips with affection, as he gives you a soft look. Diavolo grins, giving you a thumbs up. You chuckle, and allow the evening to continue on until your eventual meeting with Lucifer.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── MAMMON

You were just minding your own business, when a demon from RAD approached you whilst you and Mammon were out shopping. "C'mon, just go on a date with me! It's not like you like anyone else, right?" You scoff at the man, annoyed.

"Actually," You say pointedly, glaring at the man. "I like this guy!" You proudly present Mammon, who was just innocently eating some street food.

"Wha- Me?" Mammon stared at you in disbelief, some food falling from his mouth in his awe. You liked him? Like, actually? "R- Really? Ya really like me? Seriously? No joke?" By now, the other demon had gotten the message, pissed off as he walked away from you and Mammon. You laugh as he takes you by the shoulders.

"Yes, Mammon, I like you. I thought it was obvious?" He blinks rapidly, his brain shutting down at your confession. He's not thinking a single thought and yet thinking a million at the same time. You wait for him to process your words, deciding to use this chance to admire his face up close. What a handsome face~

"So... Ya like me. Like... Like-Like me?" He asked, slowly, thoroughly. He just had to make sure there were no mistakes, that he wasn't possibly about to jeopardize the best thing that's ever happened to him. You sigh, taking his hands off of your shoulders and holding them in yours.

"Mammon, I have a crush on you. I like you, in a romantic way." You clarify for him, and it finally seems to click all together in his mind, his face blooming with color as he sinks down to the ground, hiding his face from your view.

"O- Okay... Okay, yeah... Uhm, I l- like you too... Jus' so you know..."

"Yeah, I know." You hum happily, only adding to Mammon's bashfulness.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── LEVIATHAN

Leviathan was currently loathing everything as he rests his head on his arms whilst sitting next to you during lunch. You were a rather popular individual at RAD, to his dismay, so you were chatting with some of your friends. The topic? Love, of course. Levi just wanted to run away, he couldn't bear to hear you talk about someone else.

"Who do I like?" You say, a little shocked the topic came around to you, since you thought you made it obvious in the past. Levi prepared for heartbreak, looking away from you with a small huff of breath. "I have a crush on Levi, how many times do I have to tell you guys?" You chuckle, your friends all 'ohh'ing as they remember.

Wait.

Wait, did you just say his name? Leviathan had never perked up so quickly before, whipping around to look at you incredulously. His mouth was agape, and he's sure his face is red and sweaty. You like him? Did you just say that? AND YOU HAD SAID IT IN THE PAST TOO? What was going on!?

"Levi? You okay?" You ask, tilting your head in confusion. You... He clutches at his chest, why was his heart beating so fast? He stands up abruptly, causing all eyes to turn on him. "L- Levi?"

"I need... I need some fresh air!" He squeaks out, rushing out of the cafeteria. Your watch him retreat, a fondness in your gaze. Your friends all ask if he's okay, wondering why he ran away.

"I'll go check on him." You say, waving bye. You might as well be there when he realizes what's going on and that you've returned his feelings for quite a while.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── SATAN

You were chatting with someone on the phone, Satan sitting a few feet away from you. He tried not to eavesdrop, but he couldn't help it— he was naturally curious about all things involving you. Besides, you were being loud, so was it really eavesdropping? He just happened to be able to hear you.

"Do I have a crush on someone? Yeah, I do." You chuckle, glancing over at Satan, who quickly averts his gaze. You like someone? Satan's even more intrigued now then he was before. He wonders who... Is it him? If it were anyone else... He can already feel the bubbling of rage in his chest, but he pushes it down. "Who?" You repeat the question from the unknown caller.

Satan unconsciously leans in. Yes, yes, hurry up and spill who you like. You sit down in the seat across from him, holding eye contact as you smile. "Ah, that would be Satan, of course." A pink hue takes over his cheeks and ears. "Mmhm, he's just incredibly smart, and clever, and he's always very kind to me— not to mention he's extremely handsome."

After that, the conversation topic seems to change, and you walk away with a wink. Satan can only sit there, impressed by your boldness. How long had you liked him? When did you get so brave? When would be an appropriate time to confess his own feelings? Who were you talking to?

When he stopped hearing your voice, your phone call over, he found you amongst a pile of books in his room. "So, you like me, hm?"

"My, my, wherever did you hear that?" You tease, picking up a book, but your eyes were on him. "Yeah, I like you. What are you going to do about it?"

"I have a few ideas..."

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── ASMODEUS

When the person who was trying to hookup with Asmodeus realized they were failing, they turned to you with a pout. "What about you? You single? Wanna-"

"No. I like someone already." You say, putting your hand up to prevent the guy from getting any closer. His jaw dropped, and he tried to come back into your line of sight, whining like a child.

"Wha- Who? C'mon, tell me-" You groan, leaning into Asmo for protection as the guy continues bothering you for the name of the person you like. Whilst Asmo could barely stand the guy bothering you two, he couldn't wait to hear you say who you liked; of course he knew it was him, but he still wanted to hear you say it.

"Not that it's any of your business, but it's Asmodeus~" You say, clutching on to the Avatar of Lust a bit tighter. You took so much pride in the fact you loved Asmo, that it still made his heart skip a beat, even though he had known since the moment you gained feelings for him.

"Asmodeus?" The guy groaned, "Damn it, forget this!" The guy finally walked away, annoyed, whilst you smiled up at Asmo.

"Did you enjoy hearing me say that?" You ask, knowing he knew. He hums, putting an arm around you and pulling you closer to him.

"Of course I did." Asmo confesses, "I love when you tell everyone how much you love me~" Nuzzling his face into yours, you feel your cheeks grow warm at the physical affection. "And don't forget, I love you too," He purrs into your ear, enjoying the way you grow sheepish for once.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── BEELZEBUB

"So, spill it already! Who do you like, hm? I know you like someone~" Asmodeus said as he painted his nails. Meanwhile you were running your fingers through Beel's hair, Beel eating some snacks. It was just a chill evening, hanging out with several of the brothers.

"I like Beel." You say, not stopping your movements, and Beel doesn't stop his eithers. Asmo, however, along with Belphegor and Mammon, stop and stare at you and Beel, completely baffled.

One, when did you gain a crush on Beel? And two, why did Beelzebub seem the least shocked by this news? You can feel them burning holes into you, so you look up at them with a frown. "What? Wait, don't tell me you didn't know..." You look down at Beel, who looks up at you and shrugs.

"Didn't know what?" Mammon asked, basically falling over himself as he leans further in to the conversation, his curiosity eating away at him.

"Oh, me and Beel, we've been dating for a few months now." And now there is an uproar, they're asking a thousand questions at once, even Belphie seems to have grown an abundance of energy. Beelsebub did feel a little guilty not telling them explicitly, but he also was just so wrapped up in you and thought your actions were obvious that eventually everyone would catch on... Seems not.

"So... You like Beel? And you've been dating for months?"

"Yes, and yes~"

Well... Beel can't help but blush as you confidently agree, even though he already knows this, it's still nice to hear.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── BELPHEGOR

In your defense, you did think Belphegor was sleeping. His head resting in your lap as you and Satan chat about a book you've been reading lately. There was supposed to be an 'Anti-Lucifer League' meeting but Belphie seemed too sleepy to really concentrate on the upcoming prank Satan planned.

"I agree, the romance in this book is quite unlike anything else I've read." Satan confirms, nodding his head. "Y'know, you seem to be on a romance kick lately, do you have someone you like, Y/n?" You look down at Belphie, who's eyes are closed and breathing even.

"Yeah, I kinda have a crush on Belphie, actually." You say, smiling up at Satan who grows amused at your words. Satan wasn't expecting that, but he welcomes it nonetheless. Satan also wasn't expecting Belphegor to be awake when you confessed your crush so bravely, although he was certainly playing it off as sleeping very well.

Meanwhile, Belphegor is freaking out on the inside. You liked him? Like... Seriously? He most definitely wasn't expecting that, as he knows he can be a bit of a brat, and hard to get along with, but... He can't help but smile, even though he's trying so hard to pretend to be asleep.

"Interesting. What do you like about him?" Satan asks, watching as Belphegor twitches slightly. He's obviously interested in knowing too.

"Hmm..." You pretend to think, before glancing down at Belphie. "Perhaps that's a secret for me to know~" Belphegor peeks an eye open to see you staring at him with a smug grin. "I was wondering when you'd open your eyes. You're not as smooth as you think you."

"Damn it..." He grumbles, closing his eyes again. "Whatever... Will you tell me later?" He mutters the last part, and you have to bite back a laugh.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'll tell you all about it later."

﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Making a Pillow Fort with Belphegor

Pairing: Belphegor x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, cuddles, literal sleeping together, pillow fight

A/N: I used to do build pillow forts with my friends a lot when I was a kid. Kinda miss doing that.

If he's gonna stay in his bedroom all day then you at least have to make it fun

Was about to complain about you suddenly taking all his best pillows and blankets until he noticed how you're arraigning them

Belphegor has never thought of building a pillow fort before, seemed like too much work all by himself when he could sleep in his comfy bed instead

Although he can see the benefits here, it's warm and cozy, almost intimate when you actually enter and find yourselves close together

He didn't notice until now that you've brought your own pillows too

A mix of both of you, maybe not the last thing you'll make together

The next fort needs to be even bigger he decides, one where you can watch movies in, or do your homework together, a even more private spot just for the two of you

Hidden away from the rest of the world he almost feels like there's a weight lifted off his shoulders

There's no need for him to try to be something or someone he's not

If all he wants is to cuddle up and sleep next to you then by all means he can do it and won't scold him for being tired because you know he can work hard when he wants to

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h2uji · 10 months

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A GOOD NIGHT KISS? NO!! ‹𝖮𝖡𝖤𝖸 𝖬𝖤› 🐏

#pairing. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan.

#genre. F!mc, Fluff.

#warning. -

rejecting his good night kiss because of your lip mask

LUCIFER "stop this non sense and c'mere" shaking her head no she took another step back from her boyfriend "no" another shake from her head "your kiss will wipe the mask away just like last time" sighing he laid down on bed turning away from his girlfriend "who said I am kissing you? just lay down and go to bed" hesitant she slowly approach the bed "you'll get a morning kiss instead" as soon as her hand touched the bed sheets Lucifer pulled her arm to him pressing his lips to hers while her other hand pushes and throws punches on his naked chest, pulling away he admires her adorable frown.

"why not both?"

MAMMON "whatcha mean in the morning?" frowning he looks at his lover who was applying even more mask and plumping her lips "sorry mammon, but I promise you when I wake up those lips would be as soft as a marshmallow" , standing up he walks toward her pulling her by her hips and turning her around, "c-come on, I can't wait till tomorrow" he mumbled the last part but of course, she heard him loud and clear "ma-" she was cut of by his soft lips pressing on hers, she wanted to push him so badly but damn his kisses always makes her fold and crave more.

"you'll miss the great mammon's good night kisses"

LEVIATHAN "its cause I am an otaku isn't it?" rolling her eyes she ignored him setting down the mask and turning to face him giving him a frown "I need my lips hydrated" he so badly wanted to tell her that he can't go to sleep without them anymore but what if she finds him annoying? so he kept being quiet and just stare at her lips the whole night "Levi my eyes are up here you know?" "what" snapping out of it he yet again caught himself staring as a blush started to form, giggling she kissed his lips making the mask rub on his lips and chin.

"d-dont do that again please"

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loveydovey-leviathan · 5 months

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"and i'd give up forever to touch you"

simeon x gn!reader

simeon had always tried his best to be a good angel. for himself, for luke, for all the others who look up to him. he followed the rules, never spoke out of line, and did what he was told. he had carved his way into the heart of the celestial realm and he had intended to stay.

but then the brothers fell and he realised that maybe the place he called home wasn't as perfect as it seemed. he started questioning certain laws and rules, wondering if casting the outcasts out was truly the right thing to do. his questions had him demoted, and he became an archangel. still high-ranking, of course, but he knew what it meant. it was a warning from the higher-ups and simeon took it to heart, making sure to keep his thoughts to himself, back to being the good little angel.

he thought he was done with his act of rebellion all those years ago, but then he met you and suddenly he didn't know what was right anymore. the process was slow and steady, just like the books he writes and he found himself falling for the very essence of you, your smile, your eyes, the way your hugs felt, how you love, how you care. you were the most beautiful thing he ever had the fortune of meeting- of seeing.

he questions himself at times, wonders if you're really worth the pain that will come forth and what he'll lose if he does something irreversible. the warnings and his demoted status are proof of what could happen and loving you like this was a dangerous slope. you are human, and simeon is desperate-- but then a single passing glance and a slight wave in the hallways of rad were all it took to dispel of these thoughts, cemented how he felt and what he would do for you. he no longer questions the laws of his home because he knew he'd break them all if it meant you'd live happily.

he finally knew why lilith did what she did, because if it was for you, he too would give up everything he had ever worked towards. his rank as an archangel, his power, his heart; he'd give up anything.

he thought he knew what heaven was but being by your side felt like so much more. you were the smell of dew in the rainy mornings, the moonlight against the ocean, the burn of tea against his tongue and the warmth in his chest that comes after. it isn't an exaggeration when he says that he'd give up forever to touch you.

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nerinefy · 4 months

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hellooo may i rq an obey me imagine where a blank faced , cool and calm mc who is exceptionally good at seductive speech-craft just drops the biggest flirt on the brothers and just acts cool about it not giving them a reaction. how would the brothers react ? tyy - 👺 anon

OLDER BROTHERS VER. !! (PART 2 WILL BE DECIDED.)

- details: pronouns: you/yours | headcanon | crack + fluff | word count: | warnings: slight cursing if you squint + some...jokes

- author's note: im back ig, and im sorry if this req took like a year :')

LUCIFER !

you really are a pain, truly. the avatar of pride may try his hardest to hide the effect you have on him yet he was proven the opposite. surely you wouldn't have noticed?...right? wrong. why would you continue teasing the absolute devildom out of him if you didn't notice?

the way he looks away and adjusts his perfectly neat tie is one thing, but looking closely, why would someone unaffected have short and shaky breaths with slightly flushed cheeks?

at this point, mans just gave up and ran with it. what do you mean you had him flustered? are you sure you've been sleeping well? he's known all along and sure is amused, yeah, he definitely thought of that at first.

even with his rough start, he managed to win you over. not like it was a competition in the first place but he'll take it as one for the sake of his image. he surely did a number on you later on. did you really think he'll let you do that to him? yeah, maybe after this life, just maybe.

eventually you'll be even more of a mess than him if he takes up the challenge. the other brothers may have complained more than once since you two have been going at it ever since you started teasing him using your 'assets'.

MAMMON !

unlike lucifer who eventually leaves you high and dry (or wet, idk about you), mammon fails, and he fails at the worst possible way. at least in his eyes, he is an overdramatic little shit if you've forgotten.

he acts as if you haven't taken his breath with just one word. he can't really convince anyone with forehead dripping with sweat and his entire body shifting and squirming whenever you take the smallest step closer to him. go easy on him though, please. he's trying his best.

he doesn't recover well the longer you speak to him, he brushes it off with the brightest blush you've ever seen even though he swears it's just the heat going on these days (it was not hot, actually, it was very cold at that time.)

you'd likely have to watch out, he might faint even at the sight of you. he just can't help it you know, you already look so irresistible doing mundane things, so you directly giving him all your attention, and with that voice of yours...it most definitely will leave him melting in your arms.

it's utterly embarrassing for him to be a mess in front of you, but soon he just accepts it. if that's the way you'd like him to be, then he'd be just that. only for you. of course, he'd never in his very long life admit it out loud but you get the point.

LEVIATHAN !

this one is a tough one for sure. not because you have no effect on him, it's most definitely not that. it's more like he's actively finding a way for you not to approach him. he's hiding and running away from you like he did numerous crimes bad enough to not be spoken of, not like that'll work on you though.

you've already traumatized him enough with his first encounter with you, he's not willing to go in for a second round. one word from you and he might actually faint. it's bad enough that you're the most enchanting person he's ever seen, but you going out of your way to speak to him with that mesmerizing voice of yours, it's like you came straight out of a video game with how unimaginably beautiful you are.

if you ever have him cornered, he just might have the courage to face you somehow. unfortunately, his newfound confidence will be immediately replaced with clammy hands and teary eyes. and yes, hugging him to comfort him would make things worse.

just a thought though- please go easy on him.

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Impulsive

Characters: Lord Diavolo x GN! Reader Rating: Teen Tags: comfort, fluff, gn reader, MC uses magic, kissing Word Count: 4.3k+ A/N: Happy (Belated) Birthday to My Sweet Prince, Lord Diavolo ♡ I'd give him all three realms if I could, but for now, I'll settle for sharing this silly little fluff fic. This may be my favorite thing I've written so far, so I hope you all enjoy it as well!

Late was the hour at the House of Lamentation, when you find yourself tossing and turning in your slumber, your mind currently pulled into the depths of a rather vivid nightmare. It was one of those nightmares that just feels so real, filling your senses and sending you running from the unknown terror, your heart pounding as you run deeper into what looks like the House but feels like a maze. Surely there aren't this many hallways when you're awake?! And so many doors! You run to the end of the hall, ripping open the large double doors and running into the next...which seems eerily identical to the last. Except when you get to the end of the hall this time, you run into a dead end. Panic now striking your heart you turn to the window, only for it to vanish as you touch it. A crimson ooze begins to drip down the walls, and you can feel the shadow entity getting closer, your breathing becoming more erratic as your back presses into the corner. You're trapped. Something reaches out towards you from the abyss, it's sharp claws coming into view the closer it gets.

Just before it can grab you by the neck, you fully awaken from your night terror, pushing yourself to sit up in bed so that you may try to catch your breath. You hyperventilate for a moment, grabbing your chest with one hand as the other maintains a tight grip on the bed sheets as your eyes quickly dart around the room. You're awake, and you're okay. You snap your fingers to magically turn the lights up, so that you may inspect the room closer. Nothing on the walls - and you let out a relieved sigh. You sit with yourself for a moment, in an effort to allow your breathing to return to normal, before flinging your legs over the side of the bed and standing up. You cross the room and make your way over to the window near your desk. Reaching out to touch the window, a slight hesitation makes your hand tremble. As your fingertips touch the cool pane of the glass, you breathe out an even bigger sigh of relief. The window didn't disappear this time - you are definitely safe and back in your own reality.

So, why can't you shake this eerie feeling? That same looming anxiety that filled your mind as you were being chased by the shadow creature. You shake your head, trying to just will it away, as you pick up your jacket from the back of a chair and pull it on. You cross your arms to hug yourself as you walk back over to your bedside table. Eyeing your DDD on the charger, you reach down to pick it up, unlocking it and opening the contacts in one fluid motion. Before you can even process what you are doing, you are already dialing a number, the phone pressed to your ear as you sit down at the edge of the bed. It's not until you hear his voice at the other end of the line do you really register just what you're doing. The Future King of the Devildom murmurs your name, a slight hint of concern lacing his voice - he's surprised to hear from you at this time of night.

"Is something wrong? Are you alright," he asks you. He has no idea that the sound of his voice alone is so soothing to you. You let out a shaky breath that you had no idea you were holding, scooting back on the bed so that you can lean against the wall.

"Y-yeah...I'm okay...I-" you cut yourself off, your eyes briefly widening. Are you really bothering Lord Diavolo with your foolish little problems? It was just a nightmare, and you're awake now. You're sure the Prince has way more important things to worry about than the silly night terrors of a human. "I'm so sorry for bothering you, I know you must be busy wi-" he cuts you off by saying your name once again, this time with a slightly firmer tone.

"I've told you time and time again that you may come to me for anything, at any time," he reminds you. Softening his tone, he exhales before continuing, "Please. Tell me, what's wrong?" He truly meant it when he said you can come to him for anything. It warms his heart to think about you coming to him for help, especially when you have so many demons around you that are also willing to give you the world.

"It's...I just...it's gonna sound really stupid..." you trail off, as you fidget with the hem of one of your blankets.

"I assure you, nothing you could possibly say to me is ever going to be 'stupid.'" As you let out another exhausted sigh, you can hear the squeaking of his desk chair as he leans back against it. Lord Diavolo has always been very sweet to you, doing his best to accommodate all of your needs since you've dropped down into his realm. He always seems to have the answer to your problems, especially the more massive ones - what will it hurt to vent to him now?

"I...had a rather vivid nightmare. It felt so real to me..." You begin to describe your nightmare in great detail, not holding back any of the emotions that came along with it. Retelling this graphic tale almost makes you feel as though you are reliving it, and the crack in your voice pierces Diavolo's heart as you try to hold back tears while you finish your story. "And then I woke up," you say with a sniffle, "I guess I was quite shaken by it all, and I called you because...well, it was kind of an impulse to be honest, but I think I just really wanted to hear your voice," you admit, a rosy blush painting your cheeks. You were a bit glad Lord Diavolo couldn't see you right now - you aren't sure, but you probably look like a bit of a mess. Something else you are unaware of, is exactly how much your admission has effected the Young Prince. The idea that you instinctively sought him out for comfort is enough to get his heart racing, and now it is time for him to act on impulse - which is something he is rather good at.

"I'll be by the House of Lamentation to pick you up soon," he declares, the sound of his chair scuffing the floor ringing out across the phone line. Your eyes widen, and you jump up to stand on your bed in surprise.

"Uhhh...excuse me, WHAT?!?" There's no way he's serious. You hear his signature laugh, and now you know he's not joking.

"I'm coming to pick you up! A change of scenery is always a good idea after a nightmare - especially when the nightmare occurs where you're trying to sleep. I'll just leave a note for Lucifer, and bring you back to the Castle. This is going to be so much fun," he says excitedly. An impromptu sleepover with the Future King of the Devildom does sound like a fun idea - but doesn't he have more important things to do than to entertain you?

"Lord Dia-"

"AH! What did I say about using my titles when it's just us?" You can't help but to let out a tiny giggle, and it sends his heart over the Devildom moon.

"Okay, you're right. I'm sorry. I just don't want to be a burden on you. It's late, and I'm sure you have more important things to-"

"Nonsense," he cuts you off again. How can you possibly think you could ever be a burden to him? "I had just finished my work for the night when you called, and Barbatos hasn't even started the tea yet. We are just going to quickly portal over to you, and bring you back. It will be no trouble for us at all. Please, let me help you." Please, just let him take care of you. If you could see the look in his eyes right now, you'd see how much he yearns to pamper you with all of his affections. You spend so much time time and energy taking care of all of your demons, he wants so badly to be the one doing the same for you. Let him show you that he can be there for you, that he is capable of being your protector - even if it's from terrors created by your own mind.

"Okay...if you're really sure, then I'm game. Can you just give me like...five minutes?" He honestly doesn't have to ask you twice to hang out, you'll take any excuse to see Diavolo. You don't want to inconvenience him, but he's insisting, so why not take the gorgeous golden-eyed demon up on his offer? And even if you won't be able to fall back asleep, at least you'll have his company; his perfect smile, his soothing voice, the warm embrace of his hugs...

Before the Prince can even answer, he hears the sound of you jumping off of your bed and running around in your room. He can't help but to let out a small chuckle at how cute he thinks you are. He would tell you that there's no need to bother yourself, that you may come as you are - but as he finds himself in front of his own mirror, straightening his tie and hand-combing his hair, he relates to wanting to look impressionable for the person you're so deeply in love with. He's unsure if you return his feelings, but the idea of you scrambling around your room just to look cute for him for a surprise date has heat rising to his cheeks - which is ironic, seeing as you're doing exactly that.

"Of course! I'll send you a text just before we head over," he replies. Just after saying your goodbyes and hanging up, you race to your bathroom to freshen up your face. You had already tore off your jacket and discarded half of whatever other comfortable clothes you had worn to bed that night. Is this really about to happen?! Talk about a plot twist! One moment you're thrashing around in bed consumed with your nightmares, and the next your about to be picked up by the Future King to go hang out with him at the Demon Lord's Castle - your life can be such a rollercoaster at times.

You quickly wash your face at the sink, splashing the water in your face once more and staring into your owns eyes in the mirror, making sure this isn't also a dream. You've experienced nested dreaming a few times in your life, and it would sure as hell be disappointing if you weren't really about to see Diavolo. You shake your head, brushing off the thought, before turning off the water and exiting the bathroom.

You walk back across your room, and freeze in the doorway of your closet. The back of your closet is so dark - no matter how long you let your eyes adjust, the shadows casted in the back corners of the room still have this eerily ominous feeling. Your hand shakily reaches out towards the light switch, the hair on your arm standing up as anxiety courses through your veins. Just as you're about to flip the light switch on, a loud ding comes from your DDD, and you can't help but to jump. Your heart pounds in your chest for a few seconds before you remember why your phone had dinged - they must be on their way. Damn it! You're nowhere near ready! You flip the light on and start scrambling through your clothes, pulling out a pair of cute pajamas and putting them on.

Just as you are pulling the bottoms up to your hips, you hear a slight cracking sound coming from the hallway, followed by a low humming noise. Barbatos' portal - they must be standing outside. Just as you arrive at the door, you hear a light knock, and you open it to find the Prince standing there in his RAD uniform, fist still raised to knock a second time. Behind him you can see Barbatos still in Diavolo's room, on the other side of the portal, his back turned to you as he sets a tray of sweets down on the glass coffee table by the bed. You look up at the gorgeous demon in front of you, and you can't help but to smile as your eyes connect with his. And the way he smiles back down at you, with a radiance brighter than any Celestial sun, is enough to make a small flurry of butterflies dance around in your stomach.

"Hey there! Ready to go?"

"Yeah, one second. Just need to grab my jacket real quick-" you go to turn around and pick up your jacket that you had previously thrown onto the floor, but Diavolo's voice interrupts you once again.

"There's no need," he says in his usually jovial tone, "I can have Barbatos light the fireplace if you'd like." Just then, you see the Butler turn around and nod at you, before speaking to you through the portal.

"Yes, and I have just started steeping a fresh pot of Hellfire Rose Tea. We have plenty of warm blankets, fresh from the dryer. You will not go cold in our care," says Barbatos, his lips curving upward in a knowing smile. For half a moment you wonder to yourself if he already knows what the course of tonight's events will be, but you don't really have too much time to wonder about that right now.

"And of course, if all else fails, there is this." Looking down at his own chest, he starts unbuttoning his red RAD jacket. A blush creeps across your face as he unbuckles the golden belt and pulls the coat off of his large frame, holding it out for you to slide into. Your heart feels as though it is going to jump into your throat as you slide in your arms, the scent of Diavolo's cologne filling your senses as you pull the jacket tighter to your chest. The coat is rather baggy and long on you, but you feel so cozy that you don't even care.

"Thank you so much for all of this, Dia," you say with a light blush still on your cheeks as you look up at him bashfully. Hearing the little nickname you've given him, the Young Prince can't help but to blush as well. No one has ever been so informal with him; he hopes you'll use it more, the sound of it coming from your lips like music to his ears. You move to try to take a step forward, but your feet accidentally step on the bottom of the coat, causing you to stumble forward a little.

"Oops, I suppose I didn't take that into account. Here, let me help you with that." And before you can even ask, Diavolo bends down and scoops you up in his arms. You let out a small yip as you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, your little human hands struggling to grip him through the oversized coat sleeves as he adjusts you in his hold. He turns around with you to walk back towards the portal, and you tap his shoulder to stop him for a moment.

"Wait! One sec..." With your right arm hooked around him, you raise your left, shaking it a bit so the sleeve falls down your arm. Your reach your hand out behind him, focusing all of your energy towards the DDD that you dropped on your bed earlier. You close your eyes, visualizing in your mind the phone rising up off the bed and floating into your hand. The more you focus on it, the stronger your intent becomes, and a surge of magical energy within you causes you to open your eyes back up just as the phone glides itself across the room and into your grasp. At the feeling of the phone's plastic case hitting your hand, your eyes widen in surprise as you let out a joyful laugh. "I can't believe it finally worked..." You show Diavolo the phone you just grabbed telekinetically, pride filling your chest and spreading to the smirk on your face.

"Nicely done! Seems as though your sorcery lessons are paying off." That same pride fills the Prince's chest, for you find new ways to surprise and impress him every day.

"Thanks, I've been working quite hard on that particular skill." You slide the phone into one of the coat's pockets before wrapping your arm back around him. He walks the two of you through the portal, and over towards the grey-striped couch next to his bed. The cracking noise of the portal closing rings out once again, the subsequent hum it produced now falling silent. The only sound currently filling the room is that of Barbatos arranging a tea set on the glass top of the coffee table, along with the slight squeak of the couch cushions as Diavolo sits down with you, setting you in his lap as he leans back into the corner of the couch. You unwrap your arms from around his neck, making yourself comfortable and leaning back against him, your cheek resting against his collar bone as you drape an arm across his torso. Diavolo wraps his arms around you, pulling you just a little bit closer, and your eyes flutter closed at the warm embrace. That is, until, you remember...

"Oh, fuck," you exclaim, your eyes snapping back open, "did we ever leave a note for Lucifer?" Sure, the Young Prince is best friends with the Avatar of Pride, but it's still usually better for you to ask for permission from Lucifer rather than forgiveness. The Morningstar is no stranger to handing down punishments - even to his favorite human. Diavolo looks down at you, and the look on your face must have been priceless, for you can feel the laughter building up and shaking his chest before ringing out into the open air.

"Yes, in fact, I sent him a text message before making my way over to you. The last thing we want is a concerned Lucifer tearing apart the realm looking for you." And the last thing Diavolo wants is an intrusion by the Eldest Demon Brother. Lucifer always prides himself on how well he looks after you, always stepping up to the plate when he is needed the most. And while he admires all of the traits that afford Lucifer's status as the Avatar of Pride and Right Hand of the Future King, Diavolo sometimes feels as though it hinders his ability to get closer to you. He does his best to mask his jealousy, but you don't miss the way he pulls you just a little bit tighter to his chest. You can feel a faint tingle coming from the location of Leviathan's pact mark, causing your eyebrows to slightly furrow. Was Lord Diavolo really feeling envious towards Lucifer? Over you? Your eyes quickly dart over to Barbatos, who is currently walking out of the bedroom door, most likely to fetch the pot of tea. As the sin continues to stimulate the sigil on your skin, you can only deduce that it must be Diavolo.

"Indeed, the last thing we want is for our time together to be cut short," you say, looking up into those gorgeous honey eyes of his, "At this point, I'm kinda glad I had that stupid nightmare..." The way he gazes down at you, so loving and full of affection, causes your heart to start beating at a rapid pace. You aren't sure if you're reading the situation correctly, but the moment just feels so...right. Impulse has led you both to this exact moment, and into the arms of the demon you've been pining over for so long. Perhaps your instincts will be right again this time.

Your hand floats up to cup his cheek, and immediately you can feel him lean into your touch. You hear him murmur your name, spoken in a tone laced with a longing you hadn't heard from him before. You both lean into each other, your lips meeting in a kiss that you both felt like you had waited an eternity for - like you both had been trekking across a barren desert, and you finally found an oasis in each other. Your hands glide up so they lace through his hair, as he pulls you so you're facing him, his hands resting on your hips. You lightly nibble his bottom lip, at which you can feel his large hands give your hips a little squeeze, and he obliges you by deepening the kiss that you're both so entranced by.

You're both so lost each in other's tender embrace, wanting so badly for the moment to continue on endlessly, that you don't even hear Barbatos re-enter the room. The Butler was really doing his best not to interrupt the two of you - he was happy to finally see the Young Master making progress with you, in regards to his admiration. Neither of you had heard the sounds of the door opening and closing shut, so he was a little surprised that the sound of the teaspoon clinking on the glass tabletop is what grabbed your attention. You jump a little bit, your nose bumping into his slightly, before looking over your shoulder to see Barbatos with an amused look on his face - you erupt into laughter, with the other two following soon after.

"My apologies, I did not mean to interrupt the two of you. However, the tea is ready, along with a few snacks that I have prepared that I know you are both fond of." You give Diavolo a little peck on the cheek, causing him to have the goofiest grin in all three realms, before sliding off of his lap and sitting next to him. Your hands have a slight tremble from all of the excitement, and the last thing you want to do is spill scorching hot Hellfire Rose Tea all over Diavolo and yourself. You reach for the cup of tea Barbatos prepared for you, about to take a sip as the Butler hands a plate of sweets to the Prince.

"Would you like for me to enchant the tea? To ensure that your nightmares will cease," he asks, as he crosses the room to put some music on the record player, turning the volume down so that it may play in the background.

"No," you say with a slight blush, your eyes darting to Diavolo from behind your teacup, "I have Dia now, so I think I'm good." You smirk as you take a sip, maintaining eye contact with Diavolo as he takes a bite into his Hellfire Mushroom Rolled Cigar Cookie, the blush spreading across his tan face as your words sink in.

The two of you spend quite a bit of time together that night, just sitting in each other's arms and talking about everything and nothing. It started off just chatting in more detail about the contents of your nightmare, but quickly digressed into talking of your fears, your dreams, your ambitions, your aspirations. Diavolo has never connected with another being like this before, and he's all the more glad he gets to grow such a connection with you. And while he listens to your voice, he comes to the realization that there's no one else he'd rather bare his infernal soul to in all three realms. His visions of the future always have you in it, and he couldn't be happier to hear that you feel the same way. You both continue to exchange stories of your fondest memories, making plans to create new memories together in the future.

Just as Diavolo gets halfway though his story - one of the many tales of him causing chaos to then sneak out of the Castle - he feels the weight of your cheek fall against his shoulder. Your breathing steady and one of your hands gripping his shirt as you accidentally fall asleep in his lap. Between his soothing voice, the soft lull of the music, and feeling completely safe in his arms, you couldn't help but to drift off to dreamland. And he can't help but to just sit and watch you for a moment; you look so beautifully at peace in your slumber, he wants to etch it into his mind permanently. He eventually picks you up as gently as possible - you only stir once or twice. The first time at the motion of him picking you up; the second when he sets you down on his bed and you subconsciously miss the feeling of his warm embrace as he goes to quickly change his clothes.

He slides into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to him, your back pressing up against his chest. As your feel his warmth envelop you, you turn over to face him, one of your arms wrapping around him as well while you're only half awake. He lays on his back, pulling you on top of him, and you lightly nuzzle his chest and mumble an 'I love you' before you fall back fully asleep again. Diavolo's heart feels so full - he never knew three simple words could mean so much to him. He presses a kiss into the top of your head before laying back and shutting his eyes, happier than he's ever been in his life. And while he doesn't want you having anymore nightmares, he'd give anything to spend the rest of his nights like this with you.

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mammon's got a stupid grin on his face as he skips over next to you and leviathan - he playfully pats him on the back and sends you a wink.

"and what's got you in such a great mood, idiot?" levi says, stuffing books into his locker.

mammon ignores his insult and winks at you again.

"oh.. y'know. i may of just started datin' the coolest person ever."

he winks at you once again, and you laugh because he really can't be subtle about anything.

"mammon, have you got something in your eye?" you giggle and watch him roll his eyes, still smiling.

it was a cute confession he had given you last night after all, and a heartfelt one at that. of course you weren't oblivious to manmon being crazy over you, but it was nice to finally get serious with him and see him so overjoyed.

"what? dating who?" levi turns around to see you both looking all lovey-dovey at eachother and grimaces before slowly backing away to his next class. "i seriously should of skipped today."

left alone in the hallway, you both can't stop staring into eachother's eyes and smiling uncontrollably.

"so... who should we tell next?" he beams.

"and why are you so eager to tell everyone?" you step closer to mammon.

he pulls you in by your waist so your nose is almost touching his,"what's the problem, huh? i jus' want everyone t' know you're mine now."

a/n: personal apology to levi for always making him the third wheel in my mammon fics. anyway sorry i feel lonely rn and i need to write about cute fluffy relationships AAA

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ur-dad-satan · 2 months

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Fluff, then smut, then fluffy aftercare is peak structure for a smutty one shot.

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bloomries · 10 months

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eh? is there something on my face?

includes : the demon brothers (lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, and belphegor).

summary : you catch them staring at your face.

warnings : gn! reader.

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── lucifer

It's not often something captures his attention, less hold said attention. Yet, staring at the happy expression- at your laughter and joy- he feels like he could watch you for an eternity and never get bored. Deep ruby eyes boring into the side of your face make your giggles subside though, as you turn to him in concern.

"Lucifer? You okay?" He blinks, torn out of his oh-so-lovely trance and straightening up. Clearing his throat, he fixes his tie and finally breaks his gaze away from you. You furrow your brows, looking down at the mixing bowl you were holding. Had you splashed some food on your face?

"Is there something on my face?" You quickly ask before Lucifer could find an excuse to your first question. Examining you once more, Lucifer sees nothing, yet he can't refrain himself from lying- don't be too worried, he simply wants to be closer to you.

Taking a step towards you, his thumb brushes against your cheek. "There, all gone." He says with a small smile, hesitating to remove his gloved hand. Why? Why did you have to absolutely captivate him mind, body, and soul?

"Lucifer?" Your hand touches his, and you pull away his hand to see nothing on his thumb. "Were you pranking me?" You whine, and Lucifer can only chuckle as he takes a step back.

"Mm, that's exactly it. I got you."

How could he possibly confess he simply needs to be close to you, as fish to the sea, as bees to the flowers, as- well, as a heart to it's beloved.

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── mammon

Mammon had the pleasure of being able to curl into your side and sleep the night away, but sadly his mind was too active for him to really make any progress on the front so instead he opted to prop himself up on his elbow and watch you.

He would occasionally snicker at something you mumbled in your sleep or the little expressions you'd make in response to your wild dream. Mammon found it much more entertaining that being caught in his own thoughts.

Its peaceful, quiet. You're there, and it's all Mammon really needs.

Mammon honestly didn't realize he was staring. He was trying to etch every curve and plateau of your face into his memory for all eternity when he nearly shit himself as he met your sleepy gaze.

Recoiling backwards, he hit his head on the wall and groaned in pain, before awkwardly looking back at you. A tired chuckle escaped you, and you rolled on to your side, giving him a teasing smile.

"Hi creepy~" Mammon whines at the little nickname, but you just giggle and move to snug closer to him. "Don't worry, I don't mind if you're a lil creepy." You mumble into his chest, closing your eyes again.

"I'm not creepy," He pouts, wrapping his arms around you. "I'm just stupid in love," He whispered to himself, but in the dead of night it was loud and clear and made your chest all fuzzy and warm.

"I love you too~"

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── leviathan

Leviathan is so happy you agreed to be his model- especially since he made the cosplay costume with you in mind, with your exact measurements and all! He was grinning from ear-to-ear as he snapped photo after photo. "You look so good!" He squeals quietly to himself, moving to get into another position when he pauses his gaze through the lens.

Ah. He just suddenly had a thought. His heart swells in his chest as he stares at you, his smile becoming a little more bashful. You were always so kind, so nice. You were even letting him dress you up in cosplay and take pictures! You always indulged in his hobbies and interest for him. He felt so lucky to have met you!

"Levi?" You blink innocently at him, no longer holding the pose you were doing as you walk over to him and bend down to meet his gaze properly. "You okay? You're staring pretty hard- Was the pose wrong?"

"Huh? O- Oh! Yeah, I'm- ha, I'm fine." He nods, ignoring his shaky hands. "You, you were fine too! But, uhm, maybe we s- should take a break?" Levi still can't find it in himself to tear his gaze away from you, perhaps it's his lovestruck heart?

"Sure! Should we get something eat? Wanna go somewhere or order in?" His eyes widen and he nearly drops his camera.

"Y- You'd go out in cosplay?" You look down at the costume and shrug, you didn't really care what people thought. You look up at him and smile.

"Of course! You worked so hard on it, the world deserves to see it." You giggle, deciding to praise him to see his cute blushy cheeks. He nearly chokes on air, sputtering out a response- this is perhaps the first time he's ever wanted to willingly go out in public!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── satan

Satan regrets agreeing to Mammon's silly idea as he now sits in a cramped booth with a baseball cap and sunglasses on. Hiding his face behind a menu as he stares at you.

You had complained to him about the waitressing job before, especially a certain costumer who liked to come in just to flirt with you. In an aggravated state he mindlessly agreed to stalk you at work to catch a glimpse of this demon and maybe beat some sense into them. Although that thought has long since perished as his mind is now filled with how cute you look in your waitressing outfit, and how you chat easily with the older couple you're serving.

"Dude, quit starin', you're gonna get us caught!" Mammon hissed, but Satan ignored him. Even if he wanted to, he could take his eyes off you. He still can't believe he's dating you something! And besides, you seemed pretty busy, you probably wouldn't even notice-...

You're walking their way, arms crossed over your chest and a smug look written all over your face. Well, they've been caught.

"Hey handsome." You smile, "You were staring pretty hard- got something you want to order?" You ignore Mammon's sputtering excuses, focusing on Satan who's red in the face from embarrassment- and a tinge of lovesick awe.

Satan clears his throat, well he was caught staring and stalking you at work, probably not his best look. Still, he smiles up at you, "You wouldn't happen to be on the menu, would you?"

"Very cute." You say, your smile is practically dripping venom. "Not enough to keep me from teasing you later, but still cute." Satan can't help but to think it's still well worth it- he managed to get to stare at your face, after all.

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── asmodeus

You were trying to study with Asmodeus, but you seemed to be the only one studying. Asmo sighs loudly again, capturing your attention and making you glance up at those gorgeous eyes. "What is it now?"

"I'm bored," He whines, taking your hand that rested on the desk. "Lets do something more fun, yeah?" You shake your head, removing your hand from his.

"I really need to study, but you can do something else if you like." You offer, and he grumbles under his breath that you're 'no fun' but ultimately ends up staying in his place. His inquisitive eyes studying your features.

Resting his head in his arms, he blows some hair out of his eyes to continue his fond staring. It took you twenty minutes to figure out he was staring at you, and when you did you couldn't help the heat that rose to your cheeks.

"What-... What are you staring at?" Asmo can only grin at your sudden bashfulness. He sits up properly, leaning in close to you with a flirty twinkle in his eyes.

"Your beautiful face." He hums, eyelids lowering a little as he now obviously stares at your lips. "How could I not admire something with beauty akin to mine, hm?" He tilts his head, wetting his lips.

"You," You pause, realizing what he was trying to do. You shake your head, "You really are a demon, huh? Trying to tempt me- well it's not going to work." Asmo pouts in a defiant manner.

"Fine, I'll just continue to stare at your lovely face then."

"Don't be so shameless, lover boy."

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── beelzebub

Beelzebub really was trying to pay attention to the movie, but he had something much more interesting to look at. He felt a little guilty, especially since you claimed you wanted to see this movie since you seen the trailer for it, alas, Beel just couldn't help the way his eyes kept shifting back to you.

Your reactions were much more entertaining- every little giggle, gasp, and groan had him smiling fondly. It was when he had glanced over again to admire you that he met your eyes this time. You had a cheeky smirk and his heart leapt into his throat.

"I caught you," You whisper, eyes twinkling with mischief. "Do you not like the movie?" You ask, although you're simply teasing him. You had caught him staring earlier too but he didn't seem to notice then, so you'd tease him the next time he turned to stare a little more.

"The movie is fine." He whispers back, leaning in closer so you can better hear him- now it's your turn for your heart to do backflips. "I just like looking at you more," He continues, pulling back with an innocent smile. Does he truly have no idea what he's doing to your heart!?

"I- Is that so?" You clear your throat, shifting in your seat. Beel worries- did he make you uncomfortable? About to ask if you're okay, you speak up again and make his eyes widen a fraction. "I like looking at you too." You can't meet his eyes, but if you did you'd notice the blush that spread on his cheeks, and the cheery smile that formed.

Gently, Beelzebub took hold of your hand and gave it a light squeeze. "Should we go get something to eat after?" And naturally, you agree, because it meant you'd be able to see his face some more.

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── belphegor

Belphegor already regrets leaving his room in favor of sleeping on your lap in the common room. His head was laid in your lap, your fingers soothingly running through his messy, tangled locks, and this would be the most perfect conditions to take a nap it- except for that fact you were talking to some of his brothers!

His brows twitched in annoyance, and he finally shifted so his head was facing upwards instead of towards your stomach. He was boring holes into your chin, glaring at you. You should really only be paying attention to him anyways- even better, you two should just go to the attic and take a nice nap.

You continued to talk, not noticing his staring gaze that slowly softened into one of admiration. He irritated thoughts subsiding, instead preferring to think about how lovely you look today and how kind you are to play with his hair.

"I think someone is awake." He heard one of the nuisances say, and you finally look down to catch him staring at you. He blinks in shock- he didn't expect to be caught staring! Blushing, he turns back on to his side, closing his eyes.

"You were talking too loud." He grumbles, hoping you don't tease him for staring. And you don't, although you've got quite the smug glint in your eyes.

"Sorry, Belphie, we'll be more quiet." He huffs, and you quirk a brow. "Not good enough?"

"Can you just come back to the attic with me?" And whilst his brothers complained about him being too clingy and always taking up your time, you helped the big baby (Belphie) up and said your goodbyes- you were just thinking of taking a nap anyways!

And also this is the perfect opportunity to tease him-

꒰ ❀ ꒱ thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

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hopeluna-archived · 1 year

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Obey Me! + leaning against them when talking to someone

Request: How would the brothers react to MC just randomly leaning against them when they're talking to someone? _

Characters: The brothers x reader

CW: none really!

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Lucifer

Congrats, you just boosted Lucifer's ego out the roof. He knows its probably nothing but he can't help but feel a sense of pride in thinking that maybe you're leaning against him as a way showing that you're together.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Mammon

Mammon loves it! He'll blush furiously before shyly holding your hand while you're still talking. Its such a small act but it manages to make his heart do a little flip. And honestly, anything you do makes him lose his mind <3

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Leviathan

Levi's first instinct is to jerk back and create as much distance as possible 'cause living with the brothers have made him cautious of unexpected attacks. But when he realizes that you leaned into him. Into him. Levi.exe has stopped working.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Satan

Satan finds the action absolutely adorable, almost like a cat. He'll snake a hand around your waist just to nudge you more close to his side 'cause he can't get enough of the way his heart feels around you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Asmodeus

Pls he'll literally start squealing. Asmo is so happy and smug about it, he thinks its so adorable he'll start clinging to you all day talking about it. Will also definitely rub it in the brothers' faces.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Beelzebub

Probably the only one who has the most normal and heartwarming reaction. Beel's first instinct is to wrap his arm around you to tuck you into his side much like Satan. He doesn't think much of it but if someone points it out, he'll start blushing.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Belphegor

This little shit. You'd think that Belphie's probably too sleepy to even notice but he's an observant person and god does he get cocky at your little move. Later, he'll oh so casually mention it infront of the brothers just to see the jealous looks on their faces.

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lovries · 1 year

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YOU HAVE A CUTE FACE (pt. 2)

featuring. the dateables (diavolo, barbatos, simeon, solomon). (the brothers version)

summary. whilst staring at his face, you've come to the conclusion that he has a very cute face— and of course you have to let him know.

warning. gn! reader, these might be a little ooc but idk.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── DIAVOLO

Diavolo couldn't help but notice, a chuckle leaving his lips as he sets down his tea cup. He now matches your stare playfully, grinning when you bashfully look away. He laughs boisterously, "I win!" He declares, before settling down. "Now, would you like to tell me what's got you staring so hard?" He teases.

"You've got a cute face," You mumble out, and although he hears you, he can't help but tease you some more.

"What was that?" He cups his hand around his ear, making a show of leaning in to try and hear you better. You sigh, rolling your eyes. He's not sure what he's excepting, but you leaning in close to his ear, and whispering your answer to him was not it.

"I said, you've got a cute face." Your hot breath against his skin sends a shiver down his spine. He lets out a breathy chuckle, pulling away from you. He's surprised you made him blush so hard— close, intimate proximity was something he was a stranger too, yet it came so easily to you.

Seeing him blush fuels your own confidence, and you smirk, leaning against your palm. "What, don't tell me you didn't know?"

"Well, I don't think people often use 'cute' with me..." He trails off, calming his racing heart and getting his bearings back. "But I don't mind if its you." He finishes with a wink.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── BARBATOS

Barbatos is observant, he knows that you're staring at him, but he doesn't say a word as he continues to whip together the ingredients. Your lovesick gaze isn't something new, when you think he's not looking, you often gaze at him like such, still this is the first time you voiced your opinion.

"Barbatos, you have a very cute face."

Barbatos is thankful for being able to quickly recover from anything, because if you had noticed the way his stirring had paused, or the way his knee's nearly gave out, he's sure he'd be done for. He remains cool, despite the mess in his mind.

He gives you a sly smile. "Me?" When you nod, confirming your words, he chuckles. You really are most amusing. "Thank you." He sets down the bowl, turning his back to you to grab some other ingredients (and to get a moment of reprieve from your passionate gaze).

"Your welcome," You hum, and finally break away from his figure, sneaking a taste of the creamy mixture. "Hey, Barbatos... You know you already added the egg, right?" You say, noticing him holding another egg from your peripherals.

"Ah, it seems you are right..." Whilst you chuckle at his little blunder unknowingly, he begins to grow concerned on just how much a flustered mess you could truly make him if you tried.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── SIMEON

You were having a movie night with Simeon, wanting to show him some of your favorite human realm movies, but it was hard to focus when he just looked so radiant. You didn't mean to stare, but his laughter and smiles at the movie was making your stomach do flips. It wasn't long until he glanced over at you, and noticed you were staring.

"Is everything alright?" Perhaps it's some sort of angelic power, but you feel to the need to confess the truth of your reason for staring.

"You know, Simeon, you have a very cute face." After the words left your mouth, only then do you realize what you said. You try to act unphased though whilst secretly hoping for the earth to swallow you up whole.

The movie continues on in the background as Simeon gazes at you lovingly, a sheepish smile on his lips as he speaks, "You think so? I find your face very cute too," Simeon turns back to the screen, a content smile settled on his lips. "Shall we continue watching the movie?"

"Y- Yeah, yes, let's do that." However it was very hard to focus when his hand found yours under the covers, intertwining your fingers together.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── SOLOMON

Solomon felt more like he was being threatened rather than admired, feeling your sharp gaze on the back of his head. He glanced around, trying to see which demon was trying to mark him as prey, when he found it was you that was staring at him. He raised a brow, before looking forward at the teacher. He pulled out his D.D.D. and sent you a text that read 'are you confused by the lesson?'

To which you reply, 'No.' and then shortly after, 'Your face is cute.'

You watch as Solomon checks your message before he has to stifle a laugh. He was the cute one? He glances back at you again, and you wave to him. He chuckles to himself, amused by you once again.

'It is, isn't it? Would you like to see it up close?' He sends yet another message, and when you check it, the bell rings. You don't reply, instead tucking your D.D.D. in your pocket. As you look up, however, there Solomon is, a smug smile on his lips.

"Well? Is it better up close?" He asks. You look over his face again, before frowning.

"Hmm... Maybe I was wrong?" Whilst anybody else would get huffy at your teasing jab, Solomon lets out another laugh, he always finds you so charming.

"You really don't hold back, do you?" You just hum, thinking that he really is cuter up close though.

﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚

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mee-op · 1 year

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you cannot tell me that solomon doesn't geek out like levi does. like, he doesn't realize it at first but once he catches himself 'doing it again' he gets all blushy and apologizes- and his heart absolutely swells if you tell him you don't mind and that you want him to keep going.

#obey me #solomon #obey me fluff #om fluff #om #om!#omswd #solomon fluff #obey me solomon #om solomon #obey me hcs #obey me hc

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saetoru · 2 years

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[ 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐓 ] 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍.

“am i your favorite?” there’s a slight wriggle in his brows, and you think only mammon would have the audacity to plaster a shit-eating grin on his face like that when his voice is so clearly hopeful—and maybe if you listen closely, you might just hear the slight desperation under his tone too. “just admit it, i’m your favorite right?” he hums.

“i would love to, but i’m not a liar like you,” you snort, still staring at your screen, and you don’t even spare him a glance. he wonders why that bothers him as much as it does. and you’re nothing but trouble—have been since you got here, twisting his thoughts to nothing but that vicious little smile of yours, to those doe eyes that make his skin burn and his heart race and his palms sweat just a bit.

“well clearly ya are liar,” he pouts, “anyone would kill to be with me.” the chuckle you let out shouldn’t get to him as much as it does—but then again, you shouldn’t get to him as much as you do either.

“maybe if you pay them,” you grin, “and knowing you, you wouldn’t.” finally, you look at him, poking his chest lightly. you pretend not to notice the way his face flushes, the way his eyes dart to the floor as he huffs, the way his pout seems to deepen just a little more. it’s cute, it almost makes you reach over and poke his jutted lips too, but giving in means feeding his ego, and you like keeping mammon on his toes. and he’s nothing but trouble too—has been since you got here, the gleam in his eye and the dimples of his cheeks are just a little too hard to ignore.

he’s entirely too much, but somehow, you think maybe that’s not so bad. somehow it makes him just that much more enticing.

“i’m hot news. if ya ask nice, i might just give you a chance,” he smirks, but it’s tight, a little unsure. and it’s almost too easy, almost a little too simple to see through the cracks of his demeanor—the real mammon that waits for praise like it’s honey that drips from your lips, like he’s starved of the sweet taste that he knows he’ll find in you. the mammon whose skin flushes with a warmth that brings the sun to her knees and makes your eyes soften in a way that turns his lips wobbly.

you take a step forward, that look in your eyes that makes him want to close the blinds and draw the curtains—anything so the world doesn’t get a glimpse of what should be his. this should be for him, you should be for him, even if he doesn’t quite think he can admit it out loud just yet.

“well, i guess it must be my lucky day,” you murmur, and then you’re close, really close—so close that he can smell the mint in your breath and the lingering perfume in your clothes, and then he can’t help but lean in a bit closer. it’s second nature, it comes a little too easily, it makes him forget who he is for a moment when he’s too busy trying to be yours. “but i think i’ll pass, though.”

“ya’d be missin’ out ya know,” he mutters, “this is a one in a million chance right here.”

you try not to smile at the frown in his voice, the slump in his shoulders, the slight dullness in his eyes. but then you reach over, cupping his face and making his breath hitch and eyes widen, making his skin flush a dark shade of pink that only deepens when your thumb rubs gentle circles into the flesh of his cheek.

“if you ask nicely, i might give you a chance though,” you tease gently, smiling when he leans into your touch just a little. and slowly, he brings his own hand up—though a bit hesitantly—laying over yours to keep it in place, like he’s making sure you don’t change your mind and pull away.

“so ya admit ya do want me, huh?” he attempts to throw you a cocky grin, but really, it’s just a shaky smile, one that begs you to tell him what he wants to hear. “knew ya were a liar. ‘m your favorite aren’t i?”

“well, i wouldn’t say that,” you grin wider, and just as his face falls, you press a sweet kiss to his lips, thumb still gently rubbing over his cheek, your other hand burying into his hair and threading through the soft strands. and just like that, he lets himself melt, lets himself lose an already losing battle, lets his hands grab at your waist just a tad bit desperately to keep you close. you pull away, but not before landing a soft peck on the tip of his nose, making his skin flush even darker. “can’t be my favorite if there’s just you,” you whisper, and he digs his face into your neck.

“so in love with me ya can’t even look at anyone else? i’ve got ya wrapped around my finger,” he mumbles, but he’s pulling you closer—if that’s even possible—and he leans more weight into you when your hand drags up and down his back soothingly.

“you’re hopeless,” you chuckle, and with a soft kiss to the side of his head, you smile to yourself when you feel his lips return the favor as they plant a gentle one to your neck.

guys im down so bad for this complete imbecile SOBS

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