Obey Me X Gn!reader - Tumblr Posts
^^^ Tag ur shit correctly, people, it’s not hard at all
If your posting a character x reader thing and don’t specify the gender at all like no x Gn! Reader or fem! Reader or male! Reader etc and immediately use like she her and feminine descriptions just state that in the beginning of your post don’t just say x reader and make it female it sucks when I start reading something and start to get dysphoric bc someone didn’t specify the gender of the reader it’s rlly not hard to put it in the beginning it’s rlly annoying and it’s insensitive to assume that everyone who reads it is gonna be a certain gender etc it’s rlly not hard to just put c fem reader etc I get that you guys put sm effort in your writing and I love it sm but like just specify gender pls it would be rlly appreciated … anyways people who write Gn reader and m! Readers ilysm your slaying <33
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belphegor x gn reader
angst
“I don’t trust you anymore, Belphegor.” Weak and broken. Resigned. A voice too tired to pretend. A voice too small to be pretend.
You are so, so tired. Belphie can see it in your eyes (the bags underneath speak—no, scream volumes. Agony and anguish weigh down on your shoulders like the weight of Lilith’s limp body on his all those millennia ago. He wishes he could save you, but how can he dare when he was the one to have put you in this position?) and there is grief violently ripping and tearing into his heart hearing you so drained and defeated. The spark known as you has diminished and extinguished and Sloth knows he has no one to blame but himself.
“I’m sorry.” You add. An afterthought. A sick sense of amusement finds its way into him, presenting itself in the metallic tang on his tongue and the taste of bile in his throat. How ironic, that you are the one to apologize, after everything he has put you through.
How ironic, that after everything he put you through, his anger at you outweighs his shame.
“Are you serious? It’s been months since I…since that happened. I thought we moved past that, or are you still that hung up on the past?” He spits his words out with a nonchalant yet scathing venom, the shame in him burning but still not as hot as the angered entitlement he feels. He…did that, sure. But have his brothers not threatened and attempted the same? Yet because of his success he is punished. (He refuses to acknowledge the difference between failure and success in this case. He doesn’t think he can bear it if he does.) Did his immediate regret mean nothing to you? Has he not done enough? He wants the normalcy you have with the rest of his brothers. He wants what you had with him, before he was freed from the attic. The thought that he may never get that refuels his annoyance and suddenly any regret he feels over his confrontation is burnt to a crisp in the flames of distress.
“I never thought you would be that petty, Bug.” A term of endearment weaponized against you and you cannot understand why you ever thought you could learn to love him.
(The youngest has always gotten his way, you belatedly realize. He will never apologize, not when his sins have always been forgiven without a second thought. The sentiment is bitter in your throat.)
You are silent for a moment, unsure what to say, and for a moment Belphegor thinks you may finally understand. He thinks you might have started to see it his way.
But then you laugh. You laugh and it is jagged, and sharp, and vile. It is broken and crackly and filled with all the things you could never say to his face. Mockery and resentment cloud the room and the worst part is you can’t tell who it’s coming from. Sloth’s brattiness has always been his trademark, and yet you begin to realize it’s one of the many things you cannot stand about him.
“I’m sorry, is being upset over you killing me that unreasonable?” (He flinches, and a sick sense of satisfaction fills you.) You are raw and hurting and regret clouds the both of you. Him for his audacity and you for ever thinking of forgiving the man standing before you. “I apologize, my lord, but usually, for mere fucking humans like me, we only die once.” Your smile is sharp and predatory, and for once, Belphie feels like he is the prey.
“Being brought back to life doesn’t change the fact that I died because of you, Sloth. I still remember you killing me. I still remember seeing my dead body. (Your voice cracks and so does his heart.) Sort of a mindfuck if you can try and understand.” (He knows you doubt him and his empathy from your tone alone and that stings in a place he didn’t think he could be hurt in anymore.) You are hot and flaming and burning to a crisp and like a moth to a flame, Sloth keeps flying to his doom.
“You aren’t a regular human though, are you? After all, you came back. It’s annoying to see you so quick to blame me when my brothers have basically done the same.” His voice is calm, but his head is anything but. Voices in his mind scream for him to go further; to bite and tear until there is nothing left of you, yet his heart and soul plead and beg for him to get on his knees and pray for forgiveness. But when has anything good been done when he listened to himself? The last time he did (“let her love, Belphegor.”) he made the biggest mistake of his life. (The arrow pierces from her chest out through her wings and he realizes with horror that he was the one chosen to be saved instead. He was the one who had caused Lilith to bleed gold until ichor turned to inky tar and Lucifer had given up his freedom to give her another life away from them all.) And Belphie realizes he is scared because he can’t lose another one. He can’t lose another member of his family. He can’t lose you.
But Belphegor’s always been one to speak first and think later and his words cut deep when he says, “Then again, if it weren’t for Lilith, you wouldn’t even be here, would you? So do you really belong here, or are you just a placeholder for someone you can’t even begin to replace?”
There is silence, and then there is a stare, and Belphie feels like he’s losing Lilith all over again with the way life leaves your eyes.
“I think you should go, Belphie.” Your voice is dull and empty and Belphie wishes that he never spoke. He wishes you were still looking at him with hatred and resentment because he feels like he’s killed you again and his breath is picking up and oh, Father, what did he do?
“Bug, I-“
“Leave, Belphegor.” You stare at the wall behind him as your pact activates. When he shuts the door behind him you slowly stumble over to your bed and sit down.
Sloth always knew how to break you in the worst of ways, and from opposite sides of a wall, you both break down from the knowledge of it.
long time no write 🥴
yeah so i lied i didn’t do any of the Drabble requests because i am but a lowly court jester too stupid to retain the ideas of others. i write simply on whims and hope that people do not hate the words I put down as much as I do.
comments and feedback are appreciated i hope ygs know anytime you wrote any sort of ‘review’ I screenshot it and put it in my special album
Obey me!Memes #125
I truly believe...in power!Bottom Mc....
Incorrect quotes#831 No takesies backsies
You are in the human world Back with your family, Having A sleepover WIth Sibling(s)/Cousins
Mc: I don't even care about my foot hanging off the bed anymore, Come get me demons
Mc: Bring me home
A hand pops out of the bed
Dia*grabbing your leg*No takesies backsies!~
Sibling(s)/Cousins: AAAH!?-
We all know...he would do this-
Incorrect quotes #340 Let the cow free
Kinda feel bad for belphie-Making it up to him
Mc, after the Brothers finds out about Belphie: Why is everyone so mad at Belphie? I think he’s cool
Luci: He tried to kill you
Mc, stabs Lucifer with a plastic spoon: I just tried to kill you,Do you hate me now?
Luci: My love I-
Mc: Discrimination
This is giving me so much brain rot it's unbelievable...
Pick me girls and OM! Brothers - Part 1
Characters: Lucifer, Mammon and Levi (x reader, separately)
CW: pick me girl behavior, suggestive, mentions of sex between the brothers and mc, mentions of violence, a bit of magic, mentions of cheating (not actual cheating), mammon and mc taking a shower together, jealous mc, some fluff, some hurt, some comfort, kinda ooc but i had so much fun with this
Lucifer
Wherever you went, rumor followed. Haven't you heard? The mighty Lord of Pride has a significant other. Who could it be? Maybe the prince or his butler? Both of them? Or perhaps it was just some random demon? Surely not the human... right?
"Of course not!" said the witch, surrounded by both curious and jealous nobles.
You weren't in the balcony, but you could still hear the conversation in your spot near the open door. You could also hear the gasps and the murmurs. It was ridiculous.
What to do next? You could interrupt the gossip and make your relationship public; after all, it was only a matter of time before someone spotted you both in Ristorante Six or an empty hallway in RAD.
Ignoring them was the better option, however. No words sounded aggressive and yet polite enough to get the witch to shut up without making a scene. Plus, Lucifer was looking exquisitely fine that night. His wings did wonders to his appearance.
"Then who?" the voices asked while you walked away towards your boyfriend.
"Well, I wasn't supposed to say anything..."
Oh no she did not.
"But we're just so in love"
I'll be damned, you thought. She did.
The wrath you felt was primal and it provoked a worried glance from Satan, who was chatting with one of his many contacts in the other side of the ballroom.
You wanted to make an entrance, a dramatic one, but you could only watch as the witch talked and talked about her supposed first date with Lucifer, their first kiss, their first time, his performance in bed (which... No. She was so wrong about that one).
Finally, you opened your mouth.
"You don't say?"
But that wasn't your voice.
Beside you stood Lucifer in all his glory, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes and a hand hugging your waist. The floor trembled under your feet as he walked and, if it wasn't for his tight grip, the magic induced vertigo would've send you to the ground.
You could tell he was trying not to harm you too much, but the group in the balcony wasn't so lucky. All of them were on their knees and some even coughing blood.
"Do tell all your stories tonight, by dawn you'll have no tongue to keep lying"
The witch had tears in her eyes, too focused on her own pain to be aware of her surroundings or his words. Was he being serious? You wanted to ask what would really happen to that woman, but Lucifer was always two steps ahead.
He cradled your face and kissed you, slowly yet firm. His cold skin felt good against yours, already blushing under his half lidded eyes.
"Dance with me?" he asked, caressing your bottom lip with his thumb.
Damn, did he know how to distract you.
Mammon
"You're dating the Great Mammon!" he'd said with his characteristic smile, both of you eating ramen in your bed while watching bad romcoms "That's something to be stoked about! You need to tell everyone about it!"
Of course, that translated to: please, please, please, I need people to know that I bagged YOU and YOU chose ME.
So, there you were, chatting with his makeup stylist and some other models while he posed in front of the camera. It was better than you expected, actually. You thought the fashion world in the Devildom would be full of self righteous assholes and insufferable divas, but you couldn't be more wrong.
Well, of course, there's always an exception.
There was a demoness in the other side of the studio, taking selfies with a pout in her lips and a fake, nauseating, innocence in her expression. She looked toxic from a mile away.
And yet, your boyfriend dated her for three months; three long and excruciating months, yes, but still. They'd dated.
And you were cool with that. So so cool with that. You were chill. A freezer, even. You loved Mammon and everyone and their mother could tell Mammon loved you. Everything was fine.
Except... well...
It was easy to forget the brothers were famous and popular bachelors, princes of hell, that, just like in every human monarchy, had fans to spare. People that would support them no matter what they did and no matter who they dated and people that would hate everyone they dated because... You don't really know why.
You just had some haters.
And this bitch was taking advantage of this, you knew it in your heart.
Rumors of Mammon cheating on you with one of his model coworkers had been there since the beginning of your relationship. It was something you just had to live with, one of the reasons the Avatar of Greed doted on you with everything he had.
Mammon loved you.
So why did you panick so much when he stood up in the underwear he was advertising, getting ready for the next picture, and the demoness took a selfie of her lips with his half naked body behind her?
"That whore" whispered another model behind you. You liked them.
But it was okay, you didn't mind. No, really. You didn't.
Except you did.
And so did Mammon.
"Oi!"
Everyone looked at him and you could swear his demon form was starting to show, blending with his siluette in blurred edges.
"Delete that"
She could've laughed at him, like everyone tended to do. She could've ignored him and tempt fate, but it was not a wise idea.
The demoness gasped, letting her DDD fall to the ground like it burned her. Looking at her smoking hands, it probably did.
There was static in the air, black mist barely clouding your vision and a faint voice whispering in the back of your brain. The sound of feathers filled the room and soon crows started to surround the studio outside the window.
After a couple of sickening minutes, a loud pop settled the place back to normal and caused the birds to fly away.
After that, everyone acted like nothing happened. You, however? Your whole body was buzzing, leaving you paralyzed with feelings you needed to explore in the future and making Mammon look at you with a knowing smile.
"...sick of those rumors..." he'd say hours later while he washed your hair in the shower "and you dumbass humans believe everything you see, even if it's stupid"
He'd wait until you were both in bed, ruminating about every little thing that happened back there before talking again.
"Because it's stupid, you know? I'd never cheat on ya. The Great Mammon would never do that to you. I mean, I'd never to that anyway, but specially not to you. Keep that in mind, human! You catched the best demon of all hell! Lucky you!"
Lucky me, he wanted to say instead.
You understood him anyways.
Leviathan
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu sent you a message!
.
.
You stared at the screen and the screen stared back at you.
Reading the user name physically hurt you and you'd lie if you said you weren't worried about it. Did you trust Levi? Yes, absolutely. Did you trust f3istyk1ttenuwu? Not really, no.
So (this time voluntarily), you opened the gates of hell.
It was the Devildom version of Discord, which was worrying enough, and the user's pfp showed a cute pinked hair girl with dainty horns and half of her boobs out.
With a frown and your heartbeat in your throat, you opened the chatroom.
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: r u lone?
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: did ur frend leef?
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: shes a party pooper
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: didnt let u join the grp
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: :(
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: leviachsn?
.
Oh, heeeeell no.
First of all, it was leviachAn. Second, YOU were the only one who could call him THAT.
Ignoring the voice of reason, you checked the door before investigating the previous messages. Levi was in your room, retrieving your nightwear as punishment for not letting you win in Devil Kart YET AGAIN, so, knowing how flustered he got everytime he saw you in the Ruri Chan's inspired piyamas he got you for your birthday, you were sure you had another couple of minutes alone in his room.
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: thx 4 sving me !!
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: we shld team more
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: were zo good 2gether
wEre Zo gOoD 2gETheR
You couldn't help but mock her in the privacy of your mind. Did she think writing like a 10 year old was attractive? If so, what the fuck?
@/f3istyk1ttenuwu: call? brke my pc & cn't fix it alone \(-o-)/
"Call a fucking tech" you whispered to yourself.
"Henry?"
Fuck.
You turned around like a deer in headlights. Levi's cheeks still wore a furious red, but he remained quiet at the door when he saw you snooping through his private conversations.
Fuck it, you thought after some uncomfortable seconds. If someone could understand jealousy, it would be him.
"Who's this girl?"
Levi frowned and got closer to you, leaning over your shoulder to see his computer, probably giving you the closeness he'd crave if he was in your place.
"Oh, I don't know" his final answer disappointed you "Some girl the others wanted in the party"
But why was she talking to him like that?
"And why is she talking to you like that?"
He shrugged his shoulders, knowing that both of you knew the answer. Then, he straightened like he had an epiphany, and looked at you with shining eyes and a smile too big for his face.
"Are you jealous, MC?"
Levi jumped in happiness before you could say anything, unable to truly express how happy he was upon his sin affecting you.
"My Henry is jealous!! Because of a yucky disgusting otaku like me!! This reminds me of that anime: 'Help?! My crush snooped through my pc and now they're jealous because someone else is flirting with me??'"
It was obvious by now you had nothing to worry about, so you let him be. You let him appreciate how much you loved him.
In the end, you had to shower his face in kisses to shut him up and, for great measure, you also changed into that extra large Ruri Chan t-shirt in front of him.
Hours later, both of you were sweating in the comfort of his bathtub and Levi was completely sure you fell asleep.
And if you saw how he offered himself to fix this girl's computer only to hack her camera and post her real face all around the internet, no you didn't.
Tagging them lovely people: @hello-gloomy @the-sassiest-toaster @hero-nii-blog @yourlocalyin
Hope you like it!
mammon x bookworm gn!reader fluff :0
reading isn't really one of mammon's hobbies, but it is one of yours. he knows because he'll have to fight for your attention with a book (of all things! he complains), during nights in where your fingers stop running through his hair, or even grip it a little too hard in surprise at the words on the page.
he pouts and whines about how you should be paying attention to him, your boyfriend, and you just softly laugh. tilting your head, you ask, "do you want me to read one to you? i got a new one yesterday we could start together." hitting two birds with one stone—mind ultimately on him, and him finally 'reading' one of your books.
mammon huffs but agrees anyway, and he quickly figures out he actually really likes your voice when you read out loud to him. he gets more invested in the story than you, and when you leave the session on a cliffhanger for the night, he tells you you're doing this again tomorrow because you're real mean for not letting him find out what happens next.
and it becomes a regular thing (mammon can't even try reenacting satan's reaction when he found out mammon knew the plot to the book you mentioned a week ago), to the point that he prepares a glass of water for when your throat gets dry, and he's thinking about it during class when he should be doing his assigned readings instead.
!! and then!! one night while you're taking a break for your voice, mammon does something new: he offers to read to you instead. you blink at him—"wait, really?"
"why’re ya so surprised?!" he huffs and takes the book from your lap before you can say anything else.
and he's not used to it, he stumbles over his words and his throat gets dry faster than yours does, but he doesn't regret it—not when you grab him and gasp when he says the plot twist, or when you whine and laugh when he refuses to keep going until you give him a kiss as payment.
"payment? i was reading for free the whole time, mammon!"
"okay, well, as a reward then! for goin' outta my comfort zone for ya!"
he's joking, sort of, not really. but he almost drops the book onto the floor, lets out something akin to a squeak when you take his face in your hands and kiss him.
he's in a half-daze when you pull away. "there, now keep going before i take the book back and kick you out," you threaten emptily.
and mammon is stuttering, eyes and brain not processing what he's saying as he keeps reading, but he thinks maybe books are a good hobby to pick up if it means more time spent with you like this.
@reverie-starlight no om tag list of course but hii friend!! wehehe.. mammon... i was actually considering tsumu for this too so i would've tagged u either way. what a world!
Obey me!Memes #130
Solomon in the kitchen with luke that one time:
Belphie headcannons :D
Hmmm, this might take me a sec to think of some lol
Thanks for the ask anon!
Belphie Headcanons
Belphie is a major cuddler
Although he can fall asleep anywhere or time, he falls asleep best when he has something to cuddle with like his pillow or you ;)
Not sure if it's ever made canon but I believe that Belphie has dream related powers
He can walk amoung dreams and manipulate them as he sees fit
He can give almost anyone the nicest of dreams or the absolute worst of nightmares
So if you're ever not sleeping well, don't worry Belphie will know and make sure the next time you sleep that you have good dreams only
If you're stressed, be it from RAD work or it's been a long day in general, Belphie will walk into your room, say nothing, drag you to your bed or the attic, and just lay on top of you
Bit of a brat, he's the youngest brother, what did you except?
He can be very needy, especially when it comes to your attention
Try not to let him always get what he wants
If you always give him what he wants, then the next time that you say no, he'll either not take that for an answer or pester you relentlessly until you say yes
Trust me his pestering will get on your nerves
You may spoil him because he is baby but remember there are times when to tell him no
Although he is the avatar of sloth, he's one of the seven avatars for a reason
If anyone dares try touch or harm his human, they better prepare for a life of torment and constant nightmares
No one messes with his human and gets away with it
He'd ask for cuddles or to nap in your lap as a reward for protecting you
He'd gift you the most comfortable blankets and pillows you've ever felt
A nest of blankets and pillows are where the best cuddles take place
I feel uhhh so silllyy for requesting this but what if sheep mc snapped at like the brothers cuz there’s no way their 100+ year old asses are still acting like angsty teenagers (MC has a delusional joy moment😔😔😔)
It's okay, this is a very interesting request and I'm glad to do it 😁
I will specifically be writing Mc as a sheep like in the manga cause tiny pissed off sheep going off on tall and powerful demons is hilarious (sorry for the wait btw)
angy Mc is funny Mc and you can't change my mind
(I headcanon that the brothers sense their sin on Mc/you btw)
-Angy Mc-
Satan was the first one to sense something was up after a few minutes after his brothers and him started arguing
At first he wasn't sure what he was sensing, until he realized that he felt his sin, pure festering wrath
The worst part? He realized that it coming from Mc, who oddly enough was just sitting quietly on the couch, blankly staring at their phone in front of them
Satan went quite
Which caught the attention of the other brothers, who also turned their shouting at Satan, and even though Satan was very tempted to strick back at them, he held his tongue for once
Mc: "Can you all not fight, argue, or yell FOR ONE DAY?!"
It was at this point the brothers knew, they f#cked up (and went silent)
Mc: "Honestly, I know yall are brothers and demons so this kinda stuff is bound to happen but for Diavolo's sake this is getting ridiculous!"
Mc: *points hoof at Belphie* " Belphie. I know you're the avatar of sloth and therefore sleep a lot, but you can't solve all your problems and grief by sleeping the time away constantly, and the youngest brother brat thing doesn't always make you endearing!"
Mc: *points hoof at Beel* "Beel. I know you have survivors guilt but Lilith ended up living with humans like she wanted, Belphie doesn't need you standing up for him all the time, and you needn't continue to try to fill the hole inside you by eating in a restaurant that has no more food when you could just go down the street to another food place!"
Mc: *points hoof at Asmo* "Asmo. I know you ~get it on~ mainly to distract yourself from your troubles, to make yourself forget even just for a bit, sometimes but you can't push those feelings down forever, so actually talk with someone, anyone, about whats bothering you rather then trying ignore it! And stop hitting on your brothers, it's kinda weird!"
Mc: *points hoof at Satan* "Satan. I know you have an inferiority complex when it comes to Lucifer, but for the love of Diavolo, you wouldn't be called Satan, avatar of wrath, if you were like Lucifer in the first place. You have blonde hair and like cats, Lucifer has black grey-ish hair and likes dogs. AND THATS JUST THE START OF THE CONTRASTS! You are your own person, get that through your thick skull!"
Mc: *points hoof at Levi* "Levi. I know that it's easy to compare yourself to others and not at least feel somewhat bad about yourself but how do you not realize that you're the best tech wiz we got, an amazing gamer, and the most dedicated being I've ever seen in my life! So if you think that you're not good at something think again!"
Mc: *points hoof at Mammon* "Mammon. How in the whole Devildom is the Avatar of Greed almost always poor?! Also I know you are a material gorl, but items and things can't fully fill the void that you feel, so stop acting all emotionally constipated and just ask for affection if you want it!"
Mc: *points hoof at Lucifer* "And you Lucifer. I know you're the eldest and the prideful one, but there is such a thing as shouldering too much and being stubborn to a fault! Ask for help and for Diavolo to lessen your workload every once in a while! And stop not telling your brothers important things, rather then being all secretive to try to 'protect them' youre just hurting yourself and them cause of it!"
Silence was all that could be heard in the House of Lamentation, the brothers still as statues with varying amount of widened eyes, staring at the small being that they cherished that had just ripped into them so aggressively
After a minute ofa dead silent pause, Mc turned off their phone, hopped off the couch and started walking to the living room exit
Mc: "Honestly, I didn't expect to become a therapist for demons when coming here, and now I can't even read my enemies to lovers book in even somewhat peace.... I don't get paid enough for this."
They then disappeared from the brothers' sight, left to wrap their heads around what just happened
And the arguement that started it all? Who was going to make dinner that night
Man, there's so much that I want! But most of all, I wanna hear you say "Happy birthday." C'mon, I'm waitin'. Whenever you're ready. -Mammon's birthday notification
Context: Mammon and Mc are in Mc's room watching a movie Mammon picked, while he lays his head in their lap while on their bed
Mc:"Hey Mammon..."
Mammon:"Yeah?" He says while looking up towards Mc's face
Mc: leans down close to his head with a soft smile on their face "Happy Birthday" then kisses Mammon on his forehead
Mammon: silent for a moment but afterwards gently guides Mc so he can cuddle and be the big spoon
Mammon: "y-yeah yeah, just watch the movie."
...
Mammon: "thanks"
Mammon then holds Mc even closer, kisses their shoulder, and the pair continue to watch the movie till they fall asleep.
Happy semi-late B-day Mams🎉
Credit to @sister-lucifer for divider
Ghost Lilith
Anybody else sometimes forget about Lilith outside of season 1 unless she's brought up again on, what feels like, rare occasions?
Sometimes I do
I kinda wish she had more of a presence in later seasons, the other season stories are fine without don't get me wrong but I think it would just be cool to have a ghost/spirit Lilith pop up every now and then that only Mc is aware of or something like that
Ive seen a headcanon from someone that sometimes ghost Lilith helps Mc cheat in tests or they just chat sometimes and I love it to bits
I like to imagine that sometimes Mc will go to Lilith's room (bet yall forgot about the room too!) in the HoL and just chat with her ghost to either de-stress or have some time away from everyone else, especially when the brothers get really rowdy
I feel like when Mc is more worn down then normal and they don't feel like they could go to any of the brothers or other boys, they'd go to Lilith and that she'd try her absolute best to help her descendant/brothers' lover cause fate only knows what would happen if Mc actually snapped from everything
And also cause she cares a lot for them in general
Ghost Lilith would definitely play sneaky pranks on all the brothers and she'd either get Mc in on em or would make sure they were present when she does em
Ghost Lilith and Mc are quite the devious pair, maybe even more so the Satan and Belphie
I mean one is a ghost who is only able to be truly noticed by 1 person, and that said person is so powerful they have to wear a special op ring so they don't make the 3 realms collapse from their mere existence
Mc and Lilith be having tea in her room while the rest of the house is on fire and being destroyed frfr
Credit to @sister-lucifer for the divider
Incorrect quotes#846 WOAH-
Mc*Is Playing hide n seek with Luke and the other young angels*1....2....3!!!-
Baby Angels*Squeals as Mc runs to find places to hide*
-Watching their interaction,Michael and Raphael watch over them-
Mich: Do you think they whimper?
Raph*nearly breaks his neck turning to look at him*!?!-
Sim*Coming in with lemonade and cupcakes without even hesitating*They do more than whimper~
Mich & Raph*Both look at him in shock*!?!
Sim*Going to give them their snacks, turns around to smile "innocently" at his brothers*
