Started Playing Obey Me And I Am Madly In Love With Levi Hehe

started playing obey me and i am madly in love with levi hehe

(mc is named Meow and uses they/them)

Mammon wears rings. Sleek golden ones that band around his tanned fingers, thicker ones that have little stones and shiny bits jutting out from the base metal, sometimes one will have a golden chain stemming from the ring itself to a bracelet around his wrist. Mammon is definitely the jewelry type.

And when he touches you, each ring is cool against your skin, and you can't imagine how painful it'd be to get hit with all that on his hands- but here he is, delicately tracing your features and you realise just how nice it is to have your face cupped and your hair brushed through with such a soothing feeling on your skin and scalp. When you're alone, he handles you like something he's afraid to break.

Sure, around his brothers he might yank your arm a bit or drag you off somewhere, but moments like these? They remind you just how important you are to your first man.

The Case of the Secret Admirer

***It's always so nice to go back and write some Teen!MC / familial brothers again. This is a very cute concept. I can't wait. Thank you so much for the request anon! Let's do this. -B*** Summary: It started with a single note left found inside your locker one day, and ended with a full-scale investigation backed by all the powers of the Devildom. AKA, You have a secret admirer at RAD and nobody is impressed.

Teen!MC

Mammon groaned as he waited for you to open your locker. "Chop, chop, MC! If we actually want to meet Asmo in time for shopping, we had to leave, like, ten minutes ago!"

You rolled your eyes as you fiddled with your lock - Human world school locks were tricky enough to get a grasp on, but the Devildom ones were on a whole other level. "We wouldn't be late in the first place if someone hadn't got lectured by the teacher after class for passing notes."

Mammon squawked in offence as your door swung open and a light pink note floated out.

The two of you blinked at the note, glanced at each other, and then back down to the note.

"Did ya put that there?" Mammon asked as he pointed at it.

"Nope."

The two of you continued to stare at it for a moment before you eventually shrugged and bent down to pick it up.

Mammon yelped and slapped your hand away. "What are ya doin', human?! Ya don't know where that thing's been! Ya can't just pick it up. It could be cursed or somethin'!"

You raised an unimpressed eyebrow at the demon. "Mammon, it's paper."

He scoffed, "Yeah! Paper that neither of us knows how it got here! Geez. Use your head, kid," he flicked your forehead before picking up the note himself and smirking at you. "The Great Mammon will handle this."

You glared half-heartedly at him as Mammon paid you no mind and opened the note.

You watched as he tensed, sharp-blue eyes narrowing dangerously as they read over the words. His teasing grin melted into a firm frown.

You leaned over and tried to read the writing on your note. "What? What does it say?"

Mammon quickly took a step back and held the note above his head. "Nope! No. No need for ya to read it. Trust me. It's not somethin' a lil' human like you wants to see."

You scowled as you jumped on your tippy-toes and tried to grab it from him. "Mammon! Come on! If someone's threatening me, I want to know! Let me see it! It's my note!"

Mammon swiftly avoided your grasp and quickly shoved the note into his bag. "Nuh-uh-uh! It's nothing like that. No need for you to worry yourself about this, alright? I'll take care of it."

You huffed as you fell back onto your flat feet. "Fine. But you're buying me something while we're out!"

Mammon let out a sigh of relief as you marched past him. He paused for a minute - eyes scanning the halls for any sign of the demon that could've possibly left the note. He let out a low growl of warning before following closely behind you, keeping a hand on your shoulder at all times.

***

That night, when you retreated to Levi's room to play games with him, Mammon gathered his brothers.

"We have a problem," he stated in an uncharacteristically serious tone.

Belphie gave him a bored look as he lifted his head from his arms. "Did Lucifer take your credit card again?"

Lucifer sighed and raised an eyebrow at Mammon. "I already told you, you aren't getting it back until you've paid off-"

"Stop it! That's not what this is about!" Mammon snapped, causing the others to fall silent. He tsked as he threw the note onto the table. "This fell out of MC's locker today."

Lucifer picked up the note, judgingly eyeing the pink parchment, and unfolded it. "Dearest MC, since the moment I first saw you walking through the halls of RAD, my heart belonged to you..." His eyes instantly narrowed into a glare as he turned to Mammon. "What is this?"

The white-haired demon scowled as he stared at the piece of paper like it had personally offended him. "Just keep reading,"

Lucifer side-eyed him but continued nonetheless. "I've only recently been brought to the Devildom myself, and to see someone from home, from the human world, has been like a breath of fresh air in this humid, dark prison. Even without a pact, my soul has become encaptured by you. I dare not approach you, for I know that it's forbidden-"

"Well at least they seem to have some sense," Satan scoffed.

"-but I needed to reach out to you. To let you know how much I admire your strength and tenacity. I can only hope you'll allow me to continue doing so from afar. All my love, your secret admirer."

The chaos that followed was instantaneous.

"But they're just a baby!!!" Beel shouted as he rose to his feet, "Even by human standards, they're not even an adult yet! What kind of creep-"

"A creep that has a death wish," Belphegor growled, now sitting fully alert in his chair with a glint of murder in his eyes. "Bastard's going to get what's coming to them."

Satan clicked his tongue as his nails dug into his arms. "There are plenty of young demon brats in the Devildom. It's plausible that the culprit is MC's age ... Not that it changes anything," he grit through his teeth. He shifted his cold stare to Mammon. "Did you catch sight of them or find any evidence that could give us a lead?"

Mammon groaned as he shook his head. "No. MC was in a rush to head out, and I didn't want them to get anymore curious about this whole thing. The coward was nowhere in sight."

Asmo rolled his eyes as he leaned back into his chair, "I think you're all being overdramatic," all eyes snapped over to him. "It's just a harmless little love confession that MC isn't even aware of! The poor guy even said themself that they know pursuing MC would be hopeless," he giggled as he looked over the note. "I think it's cute. Our little MC is growing up."

"Don't say that!" Mammon snapped as he ripped the note away from Asmodeus. "You forget that the writer of this letter is a demon! A deviant! Some brat who did so wrong in their short mortal life that they ended up down here! They're not worthy of MC!!!" Mammon frantically shook Asmo by the shoulders as he ranted.

Beel nodded in agreement. "We need to find out who this delinquent is and put them in their place!"

Lucifer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "No, Asmodeus is correct," a series of gasps erupted from the table. "Right now, there is nothing threatening MC's safety and we have no clues as to who the author of the note was. It would be irrational to go out and stir up the student body."

"What?! But what if that punk tries something again? You're seriously just going to let this slide?!" Belphie shouted as he rose to stand beside his twin.

"I didn't say that," Lucifer replied cooly. "We need to be tactful about this, especially if we don't want MC catching on. Just keep an eye out for anything new. If we do find out who this is or they try advancing their pursuit then we'll act. Understand?"

A round of low grumbles of reluctant agreement circled around the room. Lucifer nodded, pocketed the note, and stood up, "Perfect. If you'll excuse me, I have matters to attend,"

Without looking back, Lucifer left the lounge and walked straight to Leviathan's room.

He hesitated in front of the room, mind swirling from the information revealed to him tonight, before lightly knocking on the door.

"NO NORMIES ALL- OW! MC! That hurt!"

"Then be nice!"

He smiled lightly to himself as the door swung open to reveal you.

"Yo! Lucifer, what's up? Did you come to game with Levi and I?"

A loud groan of complaint came from within the room.

Lucifer chuckled and shook his head. "Not quite. I actually need you to come to my office for a second."

You narrowed your eyes in suspicion. "Is it urgent? I'm in the middle of a level."

"YEAH! BUZZ O- EEP!" Levi yelped, dodging the pillow you threw at him.

Lucifer rose an eyebrow at you, "Would I have interrupted your evening if it wasn't?"

You held his stare, unphased by his tone. "Quite honestly, yes. Yes, you would."

Lucifer sighed, "Regardless, yes. It's important. Now come."

You groaned and shouted a quick apology to Levi before following the older demon to his office.

As you sat down, he poured you a cup of tea and set it down in front of you before taking his seat. "So, MC," he began cooly, "How have your classes been?"

You levelled him with an unimpressed look as you crossed your arms and notably ignored his tea. "This was your important thing?"

He shrugged and sipped from his teacup. "You're an exchange student here on a program. It's important that I receive consistent feedback from you about your stay here."

You stared at him for a moment, attempting to assert your dominance, before sighing and slumping into your chair in defeat. "Class has been great, I guess. The topics are really interesting and I've been learning a lot," though your words spoke positively of your experience, your voice was stubbornly void of any emotion.

Lucifer smirked in amusement. "I'm glad to hear that," he tilted his head as you focused on your expression. "What about your classmates?"

You frowned and furrowed your brow. "What about them?"

"How have they been treating you?"

You shrugged and lazily took a sip from your tea. "Good enough. I mean, I don't talk to too many of them because I think they're all super scared of you and the others, but the few I have talked to were nice. One of them even gave me all their ingredients during potions since Beel accidentally ate mine. It was nice."

Lucifer's eyes hardened, though he gave you a gentle smile. "That's very kind of them. What's their name? I'd like to make sure they're compensated."

You didn't catch his change in expression as you played with the sugar cube dish sitting in the middle of the table. "I don't know. We were in class and I'm not the best with names."

Lucifer watched you carefully as he leaned forward. "Shame. What about the others? Anyone that you've noticed acting particularly strange?"

You paused as you looked over at him, "Should I have?"

Lucifer internally cursed himself and sat back into his chair. "Not at all. Just wanted to make sure everything was as it should be."

You pursed your lips as you observed the demon before you. "You know, you're acting kind of funny, demon man. Between your interrogation and Mammon freaking out over that note, I'm under the impression that there's something you aren't telling me."

He ran a hand down his face as he ignored your gaze. "Everything is fine. Mammon's an idiot and I'm just following protocol," he sighed as he met your eyes. "You can go back to Leviathan. I'm sure he's sulking into his pillow by now."

You squinted your eyes at him for a moment before huffing and rising to his feet. "Fine. But only because we really were in the middle of a level before you interrupted. See ya, old man!"

Lucifer closed his eyes in exhaustion as the door to his office swung shut behind you.

He pulled out his D.D.D. and, without even looking on at the screen, clicked a familiar contact. The phone barely rang before his call was answered.

"Lucifer! You never usually call this late at night! What do I owe the pleasure?"

Lucifer reached into his pocket and glared down at the horrendous pink parchment. "Diavolo. I need a class list of everyone in MC's potions class."

There was a pause on the other end, before a nervous laugh came through. "That should be easy enough. Might I know why?"

The paper wrinkled as Lucifer's grip tightened around it. "Someone is after MC."

***Duh duh DUH!!!! So this is going to end up being a two part fic, me thinks. I hope you guys enjoyed it! Thanks for the support ❤️***

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The Case of the Secret Admirer pt 2

***Wow! You guys really enjoyed part one of this 🥰😅 I'm so happy that everyone is enjoying Teen MC — I certainly love writing them. I hope you all enjoy this part two! -B***

Summary: It started with a single note left found inside your locker one day, and ended with a full-scale investigation backed by all the powers of the Devildom. AKA, You have a secret admirer at RAD and nobody is impressed.

Teen!MC Part 1

Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer sat at a round table — the air heavy and dark with a deadly tone of seriousness that flowed between them.

In the demon prince's hands laid the hideous pink note that, had it not been their only clue, would have long been incinerated by his heated glare. "Does MC know?" he growled lowly.

"They know the letter exists, but not of its contents. Mammon made sure of it," Lucifer reported in a firm tone, his jaw clenched as he looked at the letter.

Barbatos nodded and folded his gloved hands on the table. "Good. We should keep it that way unless absolutely necessary. I assume your brothers' have already been informed about the situation, how do they plan to act?"

Lucifer scoffed, "If they know what's good for them, they'll listen to me and remain uninvolved. I wanted to handle this as quickly and silently as possible. Hence why I contacted the two of you."

Diavolo and Barbatos exchanged a glance. "And," Diavolo spoke with a small smirk, "how do you expect that they'll actually act?"

Lucifer sighed as his shoulders slumped. "They're going to be stupidly protective and utterly obvious about the whole thing. If we want to avoid MC putting the pieces together, I estimate we have until lunch to find the 'secret admirer' and begin the interrogation process."

Barbatos breathed slowly as he processed the situation. "That doesn't give us much time. I can use my abilities to glance back and find the admirer's identity, but it'll take time."

Diavolo gave his nod of approval as he stood. "Get started on that right away. The moment you have a name, I want to know. Then, it's just a matter of finding him and ... having a conversation with the young demon."

Lucifer's phone pinged in his pocket — a groan left his lips as he saw that he had been added to a group chat titled, "the anti-admirer association" by Mammon with five other members. "We'll have to work quickly," he murmured as he showed his phone to the rest of the group. "I'm afraid my brothers' meddling has already begun."

***

For you, this was just another day. As far as you were aware there was nothing planned for the day, and no strange events that would inevitably take a turn into complete chaos were scheduled — by all means the day seemed like it would turn out to be a nice and relaxing one.

You smiled peacefully to yourself as you opened your bedroom door only to come nose to nose with Mammon and Beelzebub.

A sharp scream escaped from your lips as you stumbled back in shock. "Jesus FUCK!" you cursed as you placed a hand over your racing heart. "What the hell are you two doing? Are you trying to kill me?!"

Beel's eyes widened as he quickly shook his head. "No! Of course not! Sorry MC, we didn't mean to scare you so badly. We were just coming to check on you and help you get ready for the morning."

Mammon shrugged as he took note that your breathing had returned to normal. "Don't make a big deal outta nothin'. It ain't our fault you're so jumpy," he smirked as scowled at him. "Someone's gotta wake ya up some how, lazy bones, and now you're awake. Come on. We gotta get ta class."

You huffed as Beel sympathetically patted your back and followed the boys to the foyer. "I could've gotten up and made it to RAD by myself," you grumbled as you crossed your arms over your chest. "Not like I haven't done it before."

Mammon and Beel exchanged a glance over your head as the red head's hand squeezed your shoulder. He smiled innocently down at you. "Just because you've done it before, doesn't you have to do it all the time. I wanted to walk you to class and spend some time with you, and Mammon said he wanted to join too."

"OI!" Mammon shouted defensively as his cheeks flared. "Don't tie me in with your mushy shit. I'm here c-c-cause it's my job! You know as their protector!"

You scoffed affectionately and rolled your eyes. "More like an over protective big brother. Don't worry Mams, I love you too," you and Beelzebub chuckled as Mammon scrambled for an excuse.

As your laughter dwindled and the three of you stepped outside of the House of Lamentation, you couldn't help but frown as you noticed the way Mammon and Beel's eyes scanned around you and how they securely flocked either side of you. You gently tugged on Mammon's jacket and looked at him in concern. "You guys are acting defensive. Does ... Does this have anything to do with that note? Did someone actually send me a death threat?"

"What?!" Beel shouted his head whipping around to look between you and Mammon.

The second born waved off his brother's concern and sighed. "It ain't anythin' like that MC. I told ya, that note was nothin' for ya to worry about."

You hummed in thought. "So you wouldn't mind telling me what it said then?" you quirked an eyebrow as you met his eyes.

Mammon gulped and tensed under your gaze. "W-Well, um, it was just a prank. Nothing serious really. I don't even remember."

You narrowed your eyes at the demon. "I don't believe you," you clicked your tongue and looked back at the path leading to RAD. "I guess if someone's out for me, I'll have to be extra defensive." Mammon and Beel let out a sigh of relief as you walked ahead of them, karate chopping the air to prove your "defensive prowess."

They thought they had escaped the subject of the note and any lingering suspicion that you'd had, but of course, things never went in their favor.

As you settled into your desk in your morning charms class, Asmodeus grinned widely as he perched himself on your desk. "So MC~" he trailed his fingers across the surface of your desk. "You've been attending RAD for a bit now."

You frowned and glanced over at Belphegor, who was sitting in the desk beside you, in confusion. The demon merely stared up at his older brother with glare of both exhaustion and exacerbation. "Um, I guess?" you replied as you looked back over to the Avatar of Lust.

Asmo squealed and leaned forward. "So you've gotten a chance to settle in, maybe get to know people~" he waggled his eyebrows. "I just wanted to let you know, that if you need some time away from the others, maybe get away and have some fun," he winked causing your confusion to grow even more, "Then Big Bro Amso's got your back."

You opened your mouth to voice your confusion, but was stopped as a pencil hits thwacks the side of Asmodeus's head. The demon yelped and whipped around to glare at Belphie.

The younger demon merely shrugged and threw another pencil at him. "Your confusing them and grossing me out. Go be weird somewhere else and get your ass off their desk."

Asmodeus huffed and stood up. "Fine. Just remember my offer, dear!" he blew you a quick kiss before slinking back to his desk.

You raised an eyebrow at Belphie. "What was that all about?"

The demon sighed and buried his head back into his arms. "Don't worry about it. It's adult stuff."

You rolled your eyes and played with one of the pencils that had fallen off Asmodeus and onto your desk. "Everyone's telling me that today."

"Well maybe you should listen to them," Belphie spoke dryly as he peaked over at you from the corner of his eyes. He snickered as you stuck your tongue out at him. "Brat,"

"Jerk," you fired right back. Despite the harsh nicknames, the two of you shared an affectionate smile as the teacher made their way to the front of the class.

An hour later, the bell rang and you made your way over to History of the Devildom with Satan and Leviathan.

Normally, it was Levi who made it difficult to focus in class. The two of you would whisper about whatever show you were watching together and exchange doodles. Satan would smack the both of you on the back of the head and hiss at you to pay attention.

Today, that was not the case.

In a rare change of events, you were actually trying to focus on what your teacher was saying, but the intense stare driving into your skull was slowly grating at your nerves.

You groaned and glared over at Satan, "What?" you snapped quietly. "Is there something on my face?"

He pursed his lips and slid a piece of paper over to you. "I need you to answer these questions ... please."

You narrowed your eyebrows at him in confusion before unfolding the page. Staring back at you was a detailed question, not too dissimilar from the questions Lucifer asked you last night, asking about your time at RAD, things you've noticed, and your experiences with your class. You huffed as Levi leaned over your shoulder and read the questions with an equally confused expression. "What is this?" you asked.

"Just a questionnaire that the exchange students need to do ... Lucifer asked me to hand it to you," he muttered in response, his eyes glancing back at the teacher.

Levi nose scrunched up at the statement. "Since when do you actually do what Lucifer tells you?"

Satan sent a pointed glare over to his brother. "Since it concerns MC," he hissed quickly. His gaze softened as it flickered back down to you. "Just answer it, please. The sooner you can get it back to me, the better."

You frowned as you slid the paperback to him, "No need. Lucifer asked me most of these questions last night."

"That's what he disturbed the sanctity of game night for?!" Leviathan shouted in appalment.

"Leviathan, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" The millennia old professor in the front of the asked dryly. The three of you instantly sat at attention, and you quickly shoved the piece of paper towards Satan.

"N-No sir," Levi stuttered as his face flushed. The teacher huffed and slowly turned back to the board to continue their class. You noticed Satan's frown deepened as he stared at the empty questionnaire in front of him. You shook off the weird behavior and turned your attention back to the class.

The day only weird when the class ended. You gathered your things and walked out the classroom, ready to head to your locker for and switch out your things before the small break you had between classes, when you noticed Mammon, Beelzebub, Belphegor and Asmodeus all out there waiting for you.

You face palmed as you felt Satan and Leviathan come to a stop behind you. "Okay. What is going on?" you asked in annoyance. "What is with you guys today?"

"No, I agree," Levi added as he glanced at his brothers. "You're all acting weird. Did I miss something?"

The others' eyes widened — some in panic at your tone and the rest in realization at Levi's question. Asmodeus smirked and stepped forward to speak, but before any words could leave his mouth, Beel wrapped an arm around his waist and a hand around his mouth — easily restraining and silencing his brother as he smiled at you. "It's nothing," his eyes drifted over to Levi where they flickered down to the demon's phone and then pointedly back to his eyes.

"Mhmm," you hummed sarcastically as you began to walk towards your locker. "Real convincing."

Belphie groaned as he lightly jogged to catch up to you. "We're handling it, alright?" he spoke seriously as he glanced over at you in concern. "You're safe. They're just being morons like usual," he taunted clearly trying to get a laugh or at least a smile from you.

He winced as you looked back at him with a sharp unimpressed expression. "Wouldn't it be better if I knew, so I knew what I'm supposedly being protected from?"

"Not in this case," Mammon spoke up from behind you. You stopped walking and turned to face the others. "Honestly, nothing will probably come of this. We're just bein' extra cautious."

You cocked your head and pointed behind him. "Then why is Levi paler than Casper the friendly ghost and looking like he just ate a heaping of Solomon's cooking while reading whatever Beel texted him about what's going on?"

Satan shook his head and stared at the ceiling in ire. "MC please just-"

"Guys." Beel cut off as his sharp, hyper-focused stare — the gaze of a predator — fixed on something behind you.

You peaked over your shoulder to see a young, black-haired demon pulling their hands away from your locker with a satisfied look on their face.

Lucifer suddenly rounded the corner, walking quickly with a determined aura as he stormed past the group of you. "That's him," he said coldly as he brushed by.

"Shit." Mammon breathed before rushing past you to get to his brother's side.

You could only watch in bewilderment as the brothers' collectively rushed over to this poor, strange demon — that you could've sworn you recognized from somewhere — and grabbed him by the arms before slamming him against the wall.

"Ajax Floyd?" Lucifer questioned as he stood in front of the terrified student, Beelzebub and Satan securely pinning him down. The eldest removed a familiar pink note from his cloak, inner pocket and held it between his two fingers. "I believe this is yours?"

The demon gulped as he anxiously looked at the brothers. "L-Look, I didn't mean any harm. I-I-I just wanted to try to talk to them. G-Get to know them a little more."

Mammon growled lowly, causing the student to whimper and cower as closely to the wall as he could. "Based on that note, I'd say you wanted to do a little more than that, huh?"

"And there's nothing wrong with that!" Asmo chirped, ignoring the glares he received from the others. "I mean, personally, I think they could do a little better than you. You'd need a little sprucing up here and there, just by the look of things, but good on you for shooting your shot! Must be some brave, little man~" he teased with all his usual sensuality.

Belphie elbowed his older brother in the ribs. "Stop. This is serious. Remember what Mammon mentioned last night. We don't know the first thing about this guy or his intentions with MC."

Ajax, as it were, seemed to have gathered a little courage from Asmodeus's backhanded compliment and puffed his chest a little. "Exactly! You don't know anything about me and h-here you are treating me like a criminal for even asking to get close to them! I know you didn't let them see the note! How about you let MC decide for themself whether or not I'm good enough for them?!" he snarled fiercely.

Leviathan opened his mouth to retort the demon's claims when the damning sound of an un-oiled locker door opening rung through the hall.

While the outrageously over-protective demons were having their little showdown, you had quickly grown bored of the pathetically common display and had decided to gather your things to walk yourself to class and ignore whatever was going on for the time being.

Everyone's breath hitched as your door swung open and another pink note fluttered out. Ajax couldn't help but grin as you caught it and slowly unfolded it.

"Another one?" you muttered to yourself. "Dearest MC, I sincerely hope that this note gets to you. I'm aware that your wards won't approve of my reaching out to you, but my heart tells me to persist..." you snorted and shook your head. "What is this Shakespeare?"

Beel frowned at the reaction and slowly leaned down to his still, shell-shocked brothers. "Is Shakespeare a compliment or an insult?"

Satan gritted his teeth, "Considering he's known as 'The Bard' in the human world and wrote one of the most recognized love stories of all time, most likely a compliment, now shush!"

"Should I be so lucky that this note reaches your hand, I wanted to confess to you. I admire you greatly and was hoping that we could get to know each other better. To put it plainly, I love you MC, and want to make you happy ..."

"That's so sweet!" Asmodeus cooed, earning him another sharp jab from a scowling Belphegor.

"If this interests you. If would just give me, give love, a chance, than I hope to meet with you after school, in the gardens behind RAD. I'll be waiting. Love, your secret admirer."

Time froze as you finished the letter, your brows furrowed as you absorbed what you had just read. "Falling in love?" You began questioningly, and Ajax felt his heart flutter with hope.

That hope was shattered as a snort suddenly came from you and carelessly crumpled up the note and tossed it behind your shoulder. "Cringe!" The group watched with jaws dropped as you lazily shut your locker and began to walk away. "I'm heading back to class. Meet you losers there when you're done with your little manliness contest."

Asmo winced at your lack of tact and turned back to the group sympathetically. "Let him go, boys," he patted Lucifer shoulder as Mammon and Beel dropped the now heartbroken and confused demon. "MC just did more damage to his poor soul than any of you ever could."

*** And that's a wrap! Thank you all for reading this fic and supporting me! You're all the best and I love you all dearly! Let me know what you think of Teen MC! Should I write them more often? -BW ***

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Au where Lilith was by our side as a ghost from the 1st day at the Devildom. We're the only ones who aware of her and she uses it to provide the support to her lil "grandkid"... And to see how broken her family has become

saw some people redesigning the costumes for the new om! pirate event and you know i just had to quickly gothify belphie or i will combust into dust