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In the group chat

Belphie: Where’s Beel?

Beel: I’m the kitchen, MC made pies.

Satan: What kind?

Beel: Cream pies

Asmo: Ooh can we see?

Beel: Sure

Beel send the first pic. One is banana cream pie.

Levi: That looks good

Then another one, is chubby MC on the counter being stuffed by his cock and filled with cum.

Mammon: No fair!

Lucifer: I expect you to share Beelzebub.

May I please ask for a scenario for this?

[A/n hskjaakuwjahak ok, yess! Just yes!]

Mammon bangs into the kitchen making you and Beel jump “Beel, move it’s my turn!” Satan walks in next “Oh, no, I think I should go next right pet?” “Oi! No way I'm their first and I got here first I’m going ne-“ “Oh wow y/n you feel so good~” Belphie muttered, already slipping inside you. “Hey!” “How did you get over there?!” “W-while you were yelling at Satan I walked behind you. They just looked too good to resist~” and Belphie starts spending up his thrusts. Next to walk in is Levi “I want a turn with y/n…” “Well, you gotta wait, I'm next!” “Oh no-“ and now all three of them are arguing while Beel & Belphie fuck you in the kitchen counter~ “Oh, no I almost missed all the fun!” Asmo half pouts walking in “Honestly darling, if these idiots are annoying you you can just order them out of the room.” Surprisingly Lucifer is the last to enter the kitchen. You try to look at Lucifer, but you’re just a bit preoccupied with the twins Belphie’s still fucking you on his cock and Beel’s been sucking on your nipples~ “Sooo, When do we get our pie?” After some more arguing-

“Hey! I wanna know how did my quickie with Beel turn into this?” You laugh a bit, “Well, sweetheart really what did you expect? You have 7 demons lusting after you 24/7 this was bound to happen~” “…well, then I guess everybody should get a pie~” and you spread your legs beckoning the next demon forward~

the great devildom dickoff — ch.1

mammon x fem!reader, minors do not interact

synopsis: scoring a place in rad’s newspaper club was all fun and games until you actually got there. you hadn’t realised how intense your job would be, nor the kind of things you were expected to do for a good story. you’ve been on a dry run for some time now, but leader of the club, mephistopheles, dangles some inspiration in front of you, and now you’re on the hunt for the biggest story rad has ever seen.

chapter one: what better way to kick off your story than to start with your first man? you trick him, asking him for a favour and he shows you how serious he can be when you owe him money.

content: mature, minors do not interact! female reader. explicit smut — dom!mammon, blowjob, unprotected sex, rough sex, cumming on and inside the reader, degradation, namecalling (slut, whore, minx), begging, money kink, aftercare.

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Mc was tired

Genre: Angst

Ships: None

Note: This was inspired by this post by the creative @corvidae-and-cordelia so hope you all find it satisfactory <333

TW: Angst, Bullying, Degrading, Implied su*cide, Implied Main Character Death, If anything else do let me know, it will be appreciated <33

**This is not proofread so I apologise in case of any mistakes

Part 2 : A Lonesome Melancholy.

Mc is tired. Mc has always been tired.

Mc is tired, drained, used, and betrayed.

Mc was tired upon arrival in RAD. the jeers, the boos, the silent glares given to them the moment they stepped in class, the mocking laughs everytime Mammon insulted them in front of everyone. All mc could do was huddle up in bed as they cried themselves to sleep every night.

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired of getting shoved against lockers everytime they were alone, they were tired of all the rumours Asmodeus had spread about them after a falling out with him. they weakly watched as Lucifer and Diavolo did nothing about it. Mc had to endure extreme amounts of stress as Lucifer chided them for Asmo's behaviour.

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired of being the subject of Lucifer's wrath and irritation. the demons went out of their way to ensure that Mc never got a moment of peace at RAD. All Mc wanted was someone to vent to. but when that someone refused to help them, but rather poured out his irritation and wrath onto them.....

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired of being surrounded with negative beings all the time. they could literally feel the positivity being sucked out of them with each passing moment. It really didn’t help when the other exchange students, who mc considered their safe space to vent distanced themselves from them and started actively avoiding mc.

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired of being alert all the time, it seemed as if anytime they let their guard down, the demons would attack them. They felt judged, stalked, and felt a sense of despair around these beings they were forced to call their own.

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired of being betrayed. All mc wanted was a friend to confide in, a friend who wouldn’t leave them or betray them. then, came along Belphegor. One could suppose Mc even loved him due to the time they spent together, only Mc knew how bad it felt to watch Belphegor crush their heart as forcefully as he curshed their throat... only for everyone to..... Dismiss it as if it never happened ?

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired, tired of being judged for what they couldn’t change, Demon beauty standards were high, and there was no doubt, that Asmodeus was the prettiest one of them all. they knew they never could compare to him, yet, the insults were too hard to bear. It wasn’t their fault Asmodeus didn’t like a particular beauty mark on them. They wanted to cry. As a result they started avoiding Asmodeus only to be confronted by his angry fans for ignoring him.

Mc was tired.

Mc was tired, tired of falling behind on studies. It didn’t help that Solomon was much much better than them and far more advanced in magic than they could ever be. All those times Mc was chided, sneered at, and glared at, and dismissed by everyone, including Diavolo, really made them cry at times only to be called a "weak", and a "pathetic" human.

Mc was tired.

Mc was far too gone for them to focus on everything anymore. They stopped attending Rad, they stopped fighting back everyone’s insults. They were tired.

Maybe that’s why they were currently hanging from the fan right now, as their breath hitched, and slowly left their body, Mc closed their eyes.

Mc was tired.

But now? Mc is at peace, finally.

Y’all for some reason I can’t really reply from this acc so I will be replying from my main acc @angelskisses101

And there will be a part two, I’m just not sure of i should make it in a detailed manner or as a a one shot- @darkflowerav <33

Exactly how I imagine surprise guest

MC: Hmm I think it should be done by now.

Solomon: Oh you're baking something MC?

MC: No the potion I gave you should be working by now.

Solomon: You told me that was a special tea blend?!!!

MC: Try summoning any of the brothers except Asmodeus.

Solomon: *in disbelief*...but MC I don't have a pact with them-

MC: Just try it won't you?!

Solomon: The Sorceror Solomon commands you, appear before me Avatar of Wrath, Satan!

Satan: *appears holding a book* Oh hello MC, you need something?

Solomon: ....

MC: Try another one!

Solomon: The Sorceror Solomon, commands you, appear before me Avatar of Pride, Lucifer!

Lucifer: *appears holding documents* Ah I was just about to call you MC, I think I'll require your assistance- why is Solomon standing there, looking like he's seen a ghost? Satan, you too?!

Satan: ...Solomon just summoned you.

Lucifer: What.

MC: Solomon summoned you too, Satan.

Lucifer: Again...what.

Solomon: MC, how did you- I think it was impossible-

MC: It is if the pact-master is willing. All my demons are yours for this entire week. Happy birthday, Solomon.

Lucifer: WHAT.

Satan: MC?!!!

MC: Oh come on, you all wanted to do something special for his birthday didn't you?!

Solomon: *on his knees* MC, if you'll allow me, can I ask the demons to plan our wedding?

MC: I DON'T GET PAID ENOUGH TO BABYSIT ALL 14 OF YOU!

Diavolo: 14? There's 15 of us-

MC: BARBATOS DOESN'T COUNT! HE DOESN'T GET PAID ENOUGH EITHER!