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Barbos is love (fight me on his nickname I will bite)

Of Love and Pacts - Barbatos x AFAB!Reader

CW: NSFW, minors DNI.  DO NOT FOLLOW ME IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON'T HAVE AN AGE IN YOUR BIO.

Demon form Barbatos, established relationship; use of fandom headcanon of pacts as tattoo marks on Reader; hickeys, very light, mild blood (scratching), P in V, light oral & petting (f receiving), jealousy, no nicknames/petnames, use of “Y/N” (it was necessary, you’ll see why), soft/emotional.

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Barbatos’s fingers were feather soft, barely brushing your naked skin as he traced along your arm up and down, dipping into the crook of your elbow and down to your sensitive wrist.  Your body responded with goosebumps, the flesh tightening, answering the silent call of his gentle administrations.

His sheets were soft satin, colored dark teal like his hair.  It made you feel cradled by him, despite his fingers being the only part of him touching you.  The room was still warm from your recent lovemaking, so only the sheet was left, covering you from the waist down.

You hummed contentedly against his touch as his fingers shifted from aimless strokes, to following the patterns of the pacts tattooed across your skin.  As he brushed over each one, you could feel the silence grow, feel it begin to gather weight within the space.

Something was bothering him.

As if on cue, Barbatos spoke.

“Why have you never asked to form a pact with me?” he asked quietly.  His tone was polite, controlled, and in that instant, you knew that he was guarding his dissatisfaction.

His tone concerned you, and you rolled over to your back to face him.  You stared into his green eyes, and he couldn’t hide his hurt fast enough behind his neutral gaze.

“I thought you didn’t like pacts,” you replied.  “After what happened with Solomon, I... well, it didn’t feel right to ask.”

He held your gaze for a moment, before returning his fingers to trace along your chest, your ribs, your stomach.  He was quiet, his gaze pensive as his eyes trailed over the pact mark along your shoulder.

You watched him, taking in the beauty of his demon form and all the little extra signs of body language it provided.  The shudder of the skeletal wings on his head, the annoyed twitching of his dual-tipped serpentine tail as it flicked back and forth behind him.  But you didn’t need those to know what he was feeling.

“I’m sorry,” you said gently. “I didn’t know it would bother you. I thought it was what you wanted.”

Barbatos glanced at you, before returning his gaze to the pact marks that he traced.  His fingers traced the one along your hip, his fingers gently pushing down the bed sheet that covered you so that he could see all of it, reach all of it. Your body shuddered instinctually at his touch, once again reawakening for him.  He noticed of course, and the corner of his mouth quirked up slightly.

“What happened with Solomon was between me and him.” Barbatos returned his gaze to you, his hand gliding along your thigh to pull it over his own as his leg nestled between yours. “You are not Solomon.”

Your pulse became heavier, your heart pounding hard against your ribs.  “I’m not,” you agreed.  You reached your hand up and ran your fingers gently through the long bangs on the side of his face that hung down to tickle your cheek.  “I’d never hurt you.”

He smiled gently.  “I know that,” he replied.  “And yet, here you lay beneath me, covered in the marks of seven men, and not a single one of them mine.”

Barbatos lowered his lips over the pact mark on your shoulder and bit into it, the pain making you gasp.  But then his lips closed over his teeth, and he sucked, pulling at your sensitive flesh with his tongue.  Pain flowered into arousal.  But his mouth left you as quickly as it had come, leaving behind a dull ache on your skin and between your legs.

You knew for a fact that he had marked you, the hickey dark and bruising.  A wave of familiar heat flooded down to your clit, and you grinded yourself against his thigh.

He didn’t acknowledge your desperate action, his eyes instead focused intently on his handiwork on your shoulder.  It was Lucifer’s pact, the mark of Pride.  It always seemed a fitting place for it; the eldest brother always carried the heaviest weight of the family upon himself, all due to his inability to share responsibilities in order to guard his ego.

Now it was tainted, stained with Barbatos’s touch.

Barbatos kissed his love mark tenderly, before continuing a trail of soft kisses and licks down the length of your arm, his hand holding your wrist to allow him easier access.  His lips made his way to your palm where he placed a final gentle kiss into the sensitive nerves.  Then he turned your palm over to nip at the mark on the back of your hand.  It was Mammon’s pact mark this time, the mark of Greed.

He repeated the action he’d done before, ignoring the needy roll of your hips and the whine of your voice as he sucked at your skin, drawing forth your blood to just beneath the surface, where it washed out the details of the pact mark’s center.  He stared at that one too after he’d finished, his thumb rubbing over it as if he could smudge it off of your skin.

Then his eyes were moving, searching for the next. They settled on the mark detailed intricately on your hip, the mark of Envy.

“If I could rid you of each and every one of them, I would,” he muttered. His nail dragged over the surface, the pressure stinging as it cut into your skin. You hissed air in through your teeth, but once again his mouth was over the wound he’d caused, his tongue lapping at the small line of blood.

You rolled against him again, but this time his hand pushed down firmly on your hip and held you still.

The next mark, the mark of Gluttony, was on your stomach, framing your belly button like an intricate henna tattoo.  It kept the center of the mark from him, but it didn’t stop him from sinking his teeth into your skin just below it and sucking.  His chest was pressed against your aching core, your wetness sticking to his skin. Your clit sang its praises, your cunt gathering wetness, as his body pressed against your pubic bone.

“Barbatos...” you whined, your fingers clutching the bedsheets.  “Please...”

He paused in his task, and looked at you with narrowed eyes, pupils expanded with desire and beneath that, a dark, carnivorous possessiveness.  “Please what?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as your body sang like music notes on glass. Any sharper, any louder, and you’d shatter, explode into a thousand pieces beneath Barbatos’s touch.

“Please... don’t stop,” you whispered.  “Mark all of them.”

Barbatos’s breath caught in his throat. Whatever he had expected you to say, he hadn’t expected it to be that.

He came up to hover over you and captured your mouth in a fiery kiss, his tongue pushing past your lips to demand your acceptance of him.  You opened instantly, your arms wrapped tight around his neck as you tried with all your might to press every inch of yourself against him.

He was gone as quickly as he’d came, returning once again to the space between your legs.  You had thought he’d continue on to the mark adorning your thigh, but he stopped to plant a gentle kiss against your clit, followed by a slow draw of his tongue from your wet entrance to your sensitive nub.  You gasped, the heat of his mouth calling every nerve into attention for him, your cunt throbbing and aching.  He growled low, and drew his tongue along your slit again, the wet muscle pushing deeper into your hole before sweeping up to capture your clit gently in his teeth. He gave it a small suck, and your hips began to buck against him, desperate for more.

But he didn’t linger.  He moved away from your aching, wet core as it clenched around nothing, your body desperately calling for him to return.

His steely resolve never ceased to impress you.  You could tell by how rock hard he was that he wanted nothing more than to plunge himself into your depths.  But this task was far more important to him, and he was determined to see it through to its completion.

He settled himself over your thigh, his fingers tracing the mark of Lust.  It was his least favorite mark, far too close to the intimate parts of you for his comfort.  His bites and sucks were harder this time, and you tensed against it, pleasure shifting into pain.

Barbatos wasn’t one to hurt you.  Not truly, at least.  He enjoyed torturing you, making you beg for him.  But true harm, true fear, was not something he ever wanted to see in you when you looked at him.

So, to ease the harshness of his mouth, his fingers stroked you gently, dipping between your folds to soothe and pleasure.  His fingers withdrew to allow his thumb to find its home and draw small circles, applying enough pressure for you to focus on pleasure instead of pain.  You writhed beneath him, your breaths becoming quick and labored as your hips began to stutter against his hand, but Barbatos never let you cum, keeping his touch just gentle enough to keep you from falling over the edge.

When he finally lifted from your thigh, the mark of Lust was blacked out with multiple hickeys.

Barbatos sat up, situating his legs on either side of yours, straddling your thighs.  He grabbed your bicep.  “Roll over,” he ordered as he pulled you.

You listened, rolling to your stomach, your head propped on your forearms.

Goosebumps scattered your skin as you felt his hair tickle the middle of your back, followed soon by his lips, barely brushing.  He trailed his mouth down the curve of your body, following the valley of your spine. You thought he’d stop there to address the large pact mark in the middle of it, but he continued on, following the rise and fall of the hill of your ass, and down your thigh until he finally reached the sixth pact on the back of your calf, Wrath.  He lifted your ankle slightly as he set to work, placing his own mark over it. 

You waited in silence as he worked, your mind falling into a calm serenity.  The heavy invisible anger that had been present in the room earlier was gradually lifting with each bite and dark imprint he left on you.  But you knew there was more to be said, a quiet anticipation that hung between the two of you like an invisible veil.  You were together, your hearts visible to each other, but still somehow separate.

His hands trailed back up your body, his lips ghosting up, up, up until they once again found the middle of your back where the last mark burned.  It was Belphegor’s mark of Sloth, and Barbatos paused as he stared down at it, his fingers tracing its edges.

“It’s not just about the marks,” he finally confessed quietly.  “It’s about what they mean. It’s about not being able to be with you. Not being able to protect you.”

Your eyes began to burn, the swell of emotion within you clawing for a way out.  Barbatos must have sensed the change in you.  He gently planted a kiss between your shoulder blades along your spine, followed by another on the smooth plane of your shoulder.

“I want to be able to protect you,” he said against your skin. “I want you to be able to call on me if you ever need me.  Why should they be able to protect you when I can’t?”

The tears finally slipped from your lashes to absorb into the pillow as he lowered himself back down to the pact mark and began to finish what he had started.  He sucked and bit, as his hands caressed your sides, his fingers squeezing your flesh and releasing.

“I wanted to...” you finally whispered.  “I wanted to make a pact with you from the very beginning.  From the moment I knew I loved you.”

You could hear the intake of breath behind you and his grip on you tightened, his nails digging into your skin.  You rolled to your back again so you could face him, to let him see the truth in your eyes.

You cupped his face in your hands as he hovered over you, watching, listening.

“I’ve always wanted it,” you continued.  “But I didn’t think you did.  And it wasn’t just about Solomon. I knew that a pact with me would impact your loyalty to Diavolo.  I didn’t want to do that to you. I didn’t want to ever put you in a position where you felt torn between me and duty.”

Barbatos’s gaze softened, the wings crowning his head shuddering softly before tucking gently in relaxation.  His tail ceased its movement, instead laying gently and twining around your leg.  His hand covered yours as you continued to cup his cheek.

“The pact will always take precedence,” Barbatos replied.  “Not even Diavolo would be able to question it.  And, he wouldn’t anyway. He has always been the most reasonable of demons and respects the binding power of pacts without question.”

You bit your lip, your brow furrowed.  “Are you sure? What if that changes?”

Barbatos smiled softly and cupped your face in return.  “If I have to choose between loving you and duty, then I will choose love.  Every time, for eternity.”

More tears slipped down the corners of your eyes to absorb into your hair.  “Then make a pact with me. Please.”

Barbatos’s eyes glowed slightly, and a shudder ran through his body.  He lowered himself onto you, the heat of him soaking deep into your skin, your muscles, your bones.  You could feel his heartbeat against your chest, deep and pounding.  He may be a demon, but he looked and felt as real as any man, and far greater than any human.  His cock was hard between you, pressed against you in all the right places, places that made you want to arch your hips and greet him, to coax him within you so you could let him feel the love that nestled there, just for him.

He didn’t question your request.  He didn’t require verification. He took your decision as gospel, an order that he was more than willing to follow.

He kissed you hard, his mouth open and tongue searching.  You met his ferocity with your own, your fingers gripping his hair tightly as your legs wrapped around him.  He pulled away just enough to stare into your eyes again.  With every inch of your bodies intertwined, he dipped his hips, allowing his cock to find its home at your wet entrance.

“I am Barbatos, Demon of Time, servant of Prince Diavolo, first of his name.”

He pushed himself into you slowly as he spoke, allowing your body to stretch around him and welcome him home.  You gasped, your eyes closing briefly, before they opened again.  As he bottomed out against you, your cunt tightened around him, throbbing.  His cock twitched, his nerves singing in pleasure as he felt the magic of his words begin to coalesce.

“I pledge myself to you, Y/N...” he pulled out slowly to the tip and pushed back in again, just as slow.  “...that we may be bound by an unbreakable pact.”

He loved the way you inhaled, the way your pulse fluttered in your neck.  He pulled out and thrust in again, harder, as the magic moved through him, first as a trickle, and then a stream.

“This I swear to you on both my name as well as the very blood that runs through my veins,” he finished.

The stream was now a river, powerful and strong.  If you didn’t complete your end of the pact, it would sweep you both away in its destructive force.  The thrill of it, of the feel of ancient power humming in his veins while your cunt squeezed his cock, brought its own sense of dizzying euphoria.  He thrust into your harder, his pace increasing as he lifted himself slightly to improve the angle of his approach, to reach the deepest parts of you, the parts that made you moan and writhe.

“I....” Your breath hitched by his thrusting. “I am Y/N, descendant of Lilith, keeper of the... Seven Deadly Sins through oath and blood.”

Your oath was interrupted briefly by a sharp gasp as Barbatos thrust deep into you, his breaths turning into pants against your skin as he watched you, his cheeks flushed red.

You could feel the magic transferring to you, the demonic power within him flooding your veins.  If you didn’t finish your oath, the binding would be incomplete, and it would incinerate you from the inside out.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, forcing yourself to center on him as you felt your orgasm begin to build.

You strengthened your voice, your tone firm.  “I accept this unbreakable pact, that we may be bound in body and name.”

Your hands moved from his neck to cup his cheeks as you rode the tides of his lovemaking. 

“I promise to call upon you in my times of need, and to guard your soul as my own.  This is my oath to you.”

Barbatos gasped as he felt the connection solidify, an anchor that pulled him down to you.  He could feel his orgasm begin to build as the magic weaved and tangled itself between you.  He lowered his lips to your body, his soft lips meeting the top of your stomach just below your ribs. A ring of magical fire emerged on your skin, radiating outward to unveil the intricately woven circle of his pact mark on your solar plexus.  It didn’t burn, and you didn’t scream.  But you gasped, your eyes flying open at the power that coursed through you.

Barbatos’s thrusts increased as he greedily watched the fiery ring expand across your skin like a stone being dropped in a pond.  His eyes glowed, and his canines sharpened as his demon blood burned hot from the binding.  He closed his eyes and kissed his mark on you again.

“Mine.” He said gruffly as he thrust into you. He could feel his balls begin to tighten, could feel your sweaty thighs shaking against his hips.

“Yours,” you replied as your fingers were once again tangled tightly in his silky strands.

“All mine,” he repeated.  He planted another kiss as the pleasure coursing through his body started to crest.

“Yes. All yours,” you confirmed.  “No one else’s, I promise. Ah! Barbatos...”

Your words fell away into soft whines and gasps as your entire body tightened around him in anticipation of the euphoric fall you were about to take.  The magic still coursed strong in you, making everything heightened, sensitive, and your connection with Barbatos more powerful than ever.

His mouth found yours again, all tongue and teeth as he panted heavily into your mouth as he fucked you fiercely, the bedframe shaking and shuddering.

The pleasure finally snapped, overtaking you like wildfire just as the magic had done moments before. You came with a gasp as you clung to him, and Barbatos followed suit, your name on his lips as he spilled himself inside of you, his cock thrusting needily.

The frantic rhythm subsided to a stuttering of hips and spasming, sensitive bodies, the air between you hot and humid with each panting breath.  You stared up at him with tired, dazed eyes, and he kissed you with your face in his hands.

“I love you,” he whispered against your lips.  “I love you, I love you.”

You wrapped your arms around him. “I love you too. I love you, I love you.”

After a moment of reprieve, Barbatos pushed himself up to sit, his twitching cock still nestled inside you, his hands on your hips.

You had expected to feel his soft touch along your sides, your hips, your thighs, massaging your tender muscles as he always did after your time together. 

But the touches never came.

You opened your eyes worriedly to see him staring down at your body wide-eyed, his flushed features washed pale.

A sense of alarm stole the remnants of peace from your veins. 

“What?” you asked. “What is it??”

Had you done something wrong?  Was the pact incomplete?  Damaged? Had you hurt him in some way? You stared down at your own body where you’d felt the magic of the pact weave itself.  It was then that you noticed it.

Barbatos’s pact stood out beautifully against your skin, a proud, intricate pattern that rested at the center of your body.

But beneath that, where the pact of Gluttony had been, was... nothing.

It was gone. Your pact with Beel was gone.

And so was the pact with Asmodeus.

And Mammon.

And Leviathan.

You stared at your naked body.  Barbatos’s bruises were still there, a collection of brands upon your skin.  But the pact marks... your connection to the fallen brothers... was gone.

“Barbatos...” you whispered, as numbness began to overtake you.  “What have you done?”

He was just as stunned as you, his voice just as quiet.  “I... I don’t know...”

★ DAY 2 - face-fucking | beel

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom beel + amab reader + face-fucking + praise + cum-swallowing + a few "good boy"s thrown in + beel does not have a gag reflex + and would definitely cum untouched

a/n: ngl I still feel like kms WHY IS TUMBLR SO ANNOYING...also I headcanon that beel has sharp teeth<3

"T-that's a good by. You're doing so-ngh, well for me." Your words would have sounded almost so gentle and innocent had it not been for the strain in your voice and the lewd scene in front of you. Your demonic boyfriend that you loved oh-so-much was currently on his knees, sucking the ever-lasting life out of your dick.

"Mhhhn..." Beel had a dazed look on his flushed face, his purple eyes glassy as if he was barely aware of his surroundings other than the huge cock inside of his mouth. As his mouth kept moving up and down your length, so did his dextrous tongue, nearly coiling around your shaft. And the way that he was slightly dragging his fang on your dick just how he knew you liked it---fuck it was driving you crazy.

"Nghh...hmmm..." Beel moaned deeply as he kept taking you into his mouth, as far as he could go. The both of you knew that he could easily cum from only giving you oral and he wouldn't hesitate to do so. At first, Beel was content with you asking him once in a short while to blow you, as he loved pleasing his partner. But the more he did it, it was like the more he got addicted to the fullness of his mouth when occupied with your dick, the scent you give off, and the feeling of your cum spurt down his mouth. He went from waiting for you to ask his to suck you off to coming up to you nearly everyday and unapologetically asking for you to shove your cock down his throat.

While your lover continued to deepthroat you like his life depended on it, you savored the feeling of Beel's throat and tongue working up and down your shaft. Not only was he eager-- he was skilled. He knew exactly what to do, taking your dick all the way down so it nestles in his throat, that sinful togue doing wonders as it snakes around your cock, lingering on the places he knew you were most sensitive. You could positively say they were the best blowjobs you had ever received in your life.

"You're doing s-so fucking good for me baby, just keep going..." you groan as Beel continues to suck you off with fervor. When he looks up at you upon hearing your praise, you felt like you were going to melt seeing the lewd look of satisfaction on his face. You can't help but bury your hand in his ginger hair and begin hammering your dick into his throat.

"MmhHHM---" Beel's eyes widen when you unexpectedly begin to thrust your dick down your throat. In mere seconds, his original sound of muffled surprise became moans of appreciation. You continued to buck your hips into his tight throat, relishing in the tight heat you knew you would have to leave soon. Beel keens as he feels you forcing your huge dick down his throat. As his eyes begin to roll back into his skull, he realizes that he had came, no stimulation other than your cock pressing on all the parts of his throat.

Beel's warm, never-ending heat enveloped your dick as his tongue danced along you shaft. Yet it was one last kitten lick to a prominent vein on the underside of your dick that had you coming undone. "Fuck, cumming...!" You thrust into Beel's throat one more time, holding his head against your pelvis, forcing him to swallow all your cum into his greedy throat. He whimpers softly as he feels your seed go down his throat, to deep for him to be able to taste. Though when you finally start to pull out, he catches a few strands of your cum onto his tongue and some of it gets onto his lips. He wipes it off of his lips and licks his fingers clean, mouth wide open as he puts on a show for you.

You were never going to get over your boyfriend's blowjobs.

BURNING BRIDGES

A/N: I wanted to start off this blog with a replaced! Mc au But the Mc does not give so much importance to the bros or the datables so all in all a badass, respectful Mc who is least bothered of the obey me! Cast replacing them 😊 also thanks to @camagueyys for the wonderful idea <33

TW: OOC brothers, OOC datables , abandonment, minor cusses, berating behaviours, please let me know if I missed something 💖

You knew these were scummy demons. You expected it too, especially from the demon prince and his butler himself. But never did you expect this from the angels and the sorcerer. You were glad of course, that this happened else you wouldn’t be able to see their true ugly faces until now. You scoffed at the brothers, the royals, the angels, and the sorcerer looking at their sorry state in front of you now. Talk about acting pathetic. You merely glared at them and went on about with your friends in the human world. Mannerless, disgusting beings, thinking they can throw you away and still expect you to stay like a loyal lapdog waiting it’s master’s return. You wouldn’t give them that satisfaction. They didn’t deserve it.

10 MONTHS EARLIER

Lucifer knocked on your door while you were talking with your mother. Talk about a bad timing. “Oh sweetie, someone seems to be knocking on your door. We shall talk later okay?” You smiled at her. “Sure mom! I’ll tell you all about what happened today later tonight!!” She laughed “sure you will. Now go and open the door. Love you” “love you too mom” you smiled at her and cut the call and made your way to the door. “How long do I have to knock to get your attention Mc..” “oops sorry Lucifer, I was talking to my mother before you oh so rudely interrupted us.” You sneered. He merely rolled his eyes and started speaking again, much to your dismay. “Lord Diavolo wants us at his castle. Get ready.” And with that he left. “Imagine knocking and interrupting my time for that.” You whispered to yourself and got ready and hurried down the stairs to see the seven brothers waiting for you. “Took ya long enough, human.” Mammon said with a sigh. You rolled your eyes and got into the carriage and went to the castle with the brothers. There you found The prince and a human? A witch? You really couldn’t tell. “Ah I’m so glad you all made it here!” The prince exclaimed. You smiled at him “how the fuck is this man even a prince” you thought to yourself when suddenly the prince introduced the new student Alya. They seemed nice and genuinely interested in you. You gave a warm welcoming smile to them. You were tasked with showing the new student around and boy did you and Alya have fun. You chatted with them, showed them the palace, library, boutiques, restaurants and all the famous spots of Devildom. They practically had stars in their eyes as they watched you explain the famous spots, the pastries, and clung on to you while you showed them around the place.

The brothers were a bit hesitant at first. As expected of them. But you were surprised when the brothers took them in with welcoming arms. You were never treated this good when you first came in… what got into these brothers? At first Alya tried their level best to spend time with you as much as they could but the brothers did not like it one bit. They all literally forced Alya to spend time with them. You then started noticing the change in behaviour of the brothers towards you. You noticed how they would glare at you anytime you tried to interrupt their time with Alya while the student looked at you apologetically. They also started insulting you indirectly and stopped leaving food for you at all. It was Alya who gave you food when the brothers “forgot” . Alya even cancelled their plans with the brothers just to make up for all the lost time the brothers took away from you two. Even the royals, the angels, and the sorcerer started acting distant towards you as they all spent their time with Alya who seemed genuinely uncomfortable with them. You always helped them out of those uncomfortable situations. You noticed how Alya got all the recognition from the prince these days. You noticed how your work was almost never noticed and how Alya was congratulated for getting a 70% on their test while you were at the top of your class with a 99% . Maybe this was just a honeymoon phase. Wrong. In fact now, the brothers openly degraded and berated you while giving obvious favouritism to Alya. It was then you lost all hope in these brothers and the others. Maybe Diavolo would let you go back home? Yes. He should let you go back. You knew that by sticking around here longer the treatment would only get worse. It was then Alya barged into your room with no warning what so ever that scared the living daylights out of you. “Thank god they left me alone-“ they pant out and you laugh.

“You seem to be having fun” “Mc!” They hit you playfully and you giggled. “In all seriousness though… mc?” “Hmm?” “Did they… once… mean something to you?” You stared at them in surprise. “I’m not sure what are you talking about, Alya.” “I mean… did they treat you the same way before I came?” You sighed and put your books down and looked at them with a blank face. This caused them to become worried. “Did I say something wrong? You seem troubled..” “no Alya, don’t worry.” You patted her shoulder and motioned her to sit beside you. They complied and pulled out a chair and sat beside you. “No.” “What?” “No Alya. During my stay here I was never treated as good as you. I have been living here for 2 years straight but never have they once put so much care into me as much as they put into you.” Alya’s eyes widened. “I was forced to do things their way or else I would be ignored or hurtful words would be spat at me. I was lucky I didn’t develop any sort of emotional attachment to them so I’m not feeling sad or angry right now. But I was never treated with even half the care you receive now.” “It does hurt a little you know. To watch someone you cared for so much even if it’s fake or forced for that matter use you as a punching bag. But if you want to know if I’m feeling lonely or not don’t worry, I have made a bunch of friends here in RAD too who are much better than these brothers and the others.” You squeezed their hand with a reassuring smile while they felt disgusted with the audacity of these demons. They squeezed your hand in return. “Mc…” and do you want to know what Lucifer said to me yesterday?” They nodded. “I want to know Mc.. I know it’s not good but I still want to know.” You nodded and mimicked lucifer’s voice ”ehem. You are a disgrace Mc. A failure. Alya is doing so much better than you are here. Aren’t you ashamed? Don’t get too comfortable Mc. I’m warning you. Sometimes I wish I never chose you.” Alya’s eyes widened with rage. “That son of a bitch” you looked at her , amused at her choice of words. “They harmed you Mc! Why are you giggling??” “You sure got guts, Alya, calling Lucifer that.” They pouted. “He deserves it.” You both laughed. For the first time you felt good. Suddenly Alya grabbed your hand “Mc.. you don’t need to stay here.” “Hmm?” “I mean.. these guys treat you like thrash you know. They don’t deserve you. I mean i’m surprised that you never used all the information you have against them you know…” you stared at the floor trying to process what you had just heard. Should you… really leave? You were suddenly pulled out of your thoughts when you felt Alya grab your hand “Mc?” They asked looking worried. “I was never allowed to use my pacts for “useless matters” Alya. Though I suppose you are right. I’ve entertained these clowns for way too long. I’ll talk to Diavolo about this issue.” Alya stared at you with a smile. “Im happy you are finally acknowledging your worth Mc. And because of that I shall come along with you!” They declared by ending it on a loud note which caused you to giggle. “Well? Shall we go now?” They looked at you and smiled. “Of course!” And with that you both got ready and headed to the castle. Of course you received some glares from the brothers as you walked but felt Alya grab your hand as a form of reassurance. You squeezed it and walked ignoring the glares. It took a while but you both got there. Upon entering you noticed Barbatos smile at you but you just looked at him coldly and walked past him into the prince’s office which surprised him. Never had he seen you be this cold towards him. “Ah Alya! Mc! What a surprise! What brings you here today?” He approached to give you a friendly hug but you stopped him by raising a hand with a blank face. “Hmm? Mc? What happened?” “We need to talk. Diavolo”

….TO BE CONTINUED….

So i found out that a group of ravens are called an unkindness or a conspiracy and a group of crows are called a murder. I know mammon will take full advantage of this and scare and confuse people

Imagine he just got berated or something by satan, so he’s like “hmmm ya know what imma get him back”. So satan in his room, chilling with levi and belphie and they are coming up with all sorts of conspiracy theories. Mammon obviously barges into the room and goes like “ hey i have a conspiracy too”. And before any of them can do anything, so many demonic ravens just pop out of nowhere scaring the crap out of them. And well would you look at that the door is locked and mammon has legged it. Either way all three are traumatised cuz of the screech them ravens gave out in unison.

Don’t forget poor diavolo, who was walking with mammon, and they just happened to be talking about this gang who were causing a lot of trouble, and mammon is out here like “ye i also have my fair share of murders”. Cue diavolo having a double take like ‘sorry, what did he say??😀’. Imagine the sigh of relief when he realises mammon is on about his crows.

And mammon? Boi he’s out here loving every second of it

Ngl i do feel like he does have self esteem issues cuz of the amount of times he does get berated and talked down and mind you it does seem like this has been going on for a whole millennia, so he cant really just bounce back up and have no self esteem issues anymore, it takes time to build that confidence again. Not to mention mc normally praises mammon for every little thing he does more than they do with the others.

Also i feel like his true nature is to be sort of generous, if we ignore his gambling addiction and him being 10 foot deep in debt. He may not realise it, but i do feel like his power affects his brothers in a good way.

Leviathan for example does not work or earn money in some way, yet he seems to have enough money to buy merchandise and figurines and manga and cosplays and stuff. Everyone know that manga is expensive. One volume costs around £6.99 for most manga, and if its like one of the more famous or older manga like one piece, that shit is costs a lot more. Cosplays or the good quality ones are also very expensive, plus the wigs and the props and that and so are figurines and don’t forget he has a fish and a whole in built aquarium and those prolly got some sea animals in there too. So add the cost of food for the guys animals.

Asmodeus buys makeup and skin care, clothes and obviously knowing him, it is all prolly high end stuff, again all expensive.

Belphie has the pillows and soft items he likes to keep for him to sleeping comfortably, again these are all expensive plus beel and the amount of food he needs alongside the normal amount they need. I know if i had all this ill be in debt so how are these hoes living lavishly 🤨? Mammon. Thats it that’s the answer.

Mammon is the one who has the power to drown people in gold and expensive items others will be longing for, or the power to strip anything and everything away from you money wise. He is the second most powerful sin, so he wont be putting much of a sweat when doing this. However he doesn’t know that he is doing this. He has no idea that he is the reason why they live like royalty and if you told him, the sad thing he wont believe you. He may say something like “ye of course i know that” but he truly wouldn’t believe you. He will think you’re fucking around with him, trying to make him believe you so that you could say that it was a joke and “ I can’t believe you believed that mammon” and only make him feel less of himself.

Him saying the ‘great mammon’ is honestly just him trying to convince himself that he is worth something; that he isn’t useless; that people do rely on him and need him. Him getting talked down on for a millennia can do so much to his mental health, make him feel worthless. If a human got berated for a while or long enough, your mental health is done for. You will feel like shit and it will take a while for health to recover, so imagine how much years and years of insults on top insults can do. Hell, mammon doesn’t even say shit any more he just suck it up. Mc got sick in some event or something and everyone was giving them what they would like , so levi gave manga and shit, asmo took care of their skin care and mammon decides to praise them.

What I’m getting from this is that he truly thinks that nobody would come and take care of him if he ever got sick. He is smiling as well. That in itself shows that mammon doesn’t think much of himself and he thinks it is okay and it obviously isn’t. Besides it makes too much sense for this not to be cannon

I personally think mammon doesn’t think so highly of himself at all despite calling himself the ‘great mammon’ and it really shows in his debts and gambling, sure he is the avatar of greed , but if he truly loved himself he really wont have any problems regarding his financial status. And i also feel like greed doesn’t act on those who have a low view of themselves, or on those mammon doesn’t like.

Holy shit i went overboard oops-

Stop. if the people mammon likes attract wealth to themselves and he is always broke does that mean he hates himself?

I haven't played since the first season so idk if this is canon or what

What do you guys thinks the demon king’s assigned sin is? I think its wrath, solely because if diavolo had to wait till he fell asleep, he prolly doesn’t like the idea of the exchange program

Anybody have any requests to give me? I write mostly in head cannon form and i write for obey me

Please gimme requests I’m gonna get bored

Heya! I saw that your asks were open and I wanted to ask if you could do Mc meeting Diavolo’s dad? Like bursting in the castle to tell the prince about their day or their scheduled tea party or some other plan only to find his dad just sitting there. You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to though. Take care ❤️

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Holy shite I love your work a lot my darling i can’t believe you requested

Ooh la and this request of yours is gold like- there is so much to write about. Imagine bursting in the castle and this guy is who is supposed to be asleep or something drinking some tea like 🤨 🍵🤏. Just -yes

Also, my apologies this took so damn long

Mc meeting the demon king for the first time

You just came back from seeing your family in the human world and boi you were excited to go back to see your demons. You had missed the demon brothers, Barbatos and diavolo a lot, and you got some gifts to give them.

You especially missed Diavolo and the tea parties you both had together – who knew that diavolo had a lot of things to tell you, whether it be something that happened during his day or a little story on how the human world was back when he was younger. There were also days where you both don’t have tea parties together : the prince only talking about how he never had someone to speak to as a friend, that he is grateful for you. Those were the days where the two of you would have a heart-to-heart conversation, or when you both question everything. There was never a day you have been bored in diavolo’s presence - he was truly an interesting being.

There was a light breeze which left as quickly as it came, making you curse the weather. However, despite the weather being too hot for your liking, you couldn’t help but feel your excitement building up. Oh you couldn’t wait to see your demons. Taking a turn, you reached an alley: perfect for you to teleport , away from prying eyes.

You chanted the spell under your breath and before you knew it, you were in hell. With your bags and the gifts with you, you made your way to the castle.

The demons around you could tell you were the master of seven, and friends with their prince and his butler, and wondered what the heck were you doing in hell. They knew better than attack you, of course, it would be ridiculous.

The ogling eyes was toned down your excitement a bit, but you managed just fine. All of a sudden, your stomach rumbled loudly. Imma eat i guess you thought. Changing direction, you went straight to a little cafe Beel mentioned before you left, saying something along the lines of the cafe being underrated. Opening the door, you were greeted by the scent of coffee. There were cookies, pasties and pastries on display. I guess Beel was right about this being underrated, it looks frickin tasty you thought, your stomach rumbling again, as if it was agreeing with you.

You went to the counter and one of the baristas came. She was a pretty demoness, to say the least. She had curly raven hair, and her skin a hue of dark blue, and hazel eyes that seemed to glow—or was that your imagination. You luckily stopped yourself from staring too much – it would’ve been embarazzing for you.

“Hello, what would you like today?” She smiled. You didn’t know what to order so you asked for the most popular or fan favourite food they’ve got to save yourself. You payed for your food, and sat down on a chair to eat.

The food was amazing, Beel wasn’t kidding when he said the food was great, and you didn’t realise that you wolfed the food. You left the cafe with a full stomach and continued your way to the castle.

Once you arrived, you couldn’t contain yourself, so you ran through the gates of the castle, and made your way inside. You opened the door to the living room that you and the prince normally have tea parties in , and exclaimed “Diavolo guess who’s back! Its me, and I’ve got some presents for…..”

You stopped talking. Because the man in front of you was not Diavolo.

He was sitting on the couch, drinking tea, before he looked up. His eyes that were molten gold, seemed to have witnessed so much of the world - you were beginning to feel overwhelmed at the amount of power those eyes held. There was a certain glint in them – one that was making you uncomfortable. His hair was a bloody shade of red, gold jewellery adorning his horns. He looked a lot like diavolo, except he wasn’t.

You connected the dots and realised that you have come face to face with the Demon King.

“Who are you and how does a mere human being know my son?” His power flooded the room, almost making your knees buckle. You could feel the wrath building up in the room – you were becoming wary.

But you needed to display some manners, of course, he was not like your sins and Diavolo, this man wanted you respect him address him accordingly.

“I am MC, Your Highness,” you answered his first question, bowing down slightly. The King’s eyes narrowed slightly : he seemed quite sceptical of you. “How do you know my son, human?” You knew this man is ancient, and probably despises the human race, and you didn’t think at all he’d take kindly to the exchange program. Did that stop you though? Absolutely not.

“Lord Diavolo is my friend, Your Highness,” you stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “I know for a fact that my son doesn’t go around making friends – he has a responsibility of being the heir to the throne. So tell me the truth, human, lest you want me give you an eternal punishment,” he calmly said. You, on the other hand, wasn’t impressed at all. You were saying half truth of course – he didn’t need to know about the exchange program. But seeing that his pupils were practically non existent, and his wings were outstretched, you knew you had to come clean, unless you wanted to be stuck in the dungeons.

“I know the Prince through an exchange program uniting the three realms, Your Highness.” You could not show any fear, though you were quite close to legging it. “An exchange program,you say? Do tell me more,” his eyes widened – lips curling into an unwelcoming wide smile. You read enough to know that this man was getting ready to pounce on you, yet you complied.

“The exchange program was made to unite the three realms and to live in harmony and peace with one another, and learning about demons, angels and humans,” you replied, making sure not to look him in the eye. “Oh? And it was my son who has made this program? Well it seems that a lot has changed after all.” He seemed to be talking to himself. You were still on high alert, his wings were a sight to look at, but they were still outstretched, and that was dangerous in itself.

“It also seems my son has forgotten his place as the prince of hell. I can’t believe he’s been dilly-dallying with humans.” He sighed dramatically. “I now know that humans have made him soft, and this exchange program? Goodness me, that disgrace of a child has cast shame upon the name of the devils,” he seethed.

You completely zoned out. You could tell he was berating Diavolo even more, but you couldn’t stand there and watch while this man was running his mouth. You needed this man to know that respect goes both ways : you earn it and you give it. You did not care that this man was a whole powerful eldritch being , but although your hands were trembling, when did you have any regard for self preservation? MC, you maybe a human, but you are a force to be reckoned with.

“With all due respect Your Majesty, Lord Diavolo is your son, correct?” You smiled. “Excuse me?” The king sputtering, confused. You dropped your smile. “Answer the question,” you stated, taking a seat on the single love seat. “…Yes, he is.” The king furrowed his brows. Humans normally beg for mercy in his presence, why must this human be any different?

“Well then. Why are you calling Diavolo a disgrace?” You looked him in the eye. “In what way is Diavolo a disgrace?” You asked him – you wanted to see his thought process. “Well, he is affiliated with humans, devil forbid the day he becomes friends with an angel,” he sneered at you, trying to intimidate you. You helped yourself to a cup of tea, knowing that this man will be spewing a whole load of bullshit. “Unfortunately for you, he is.” You smirked, loving the way this sad excuse of a father had a horrified look on his face. However, before a word tumbled out of his mouth, you held up a scone to him. The demon looked quite puzzled, but he took it either way.

“Before you say anything more, Your Highness, do you like war?” You asked him, sipping on your tea. “Pardon?” His eyes were wide – he never answered a question like this before. You narrowed your eyes at him, growing impatient. “You are not hard of hearing are you? Answer the question.” You inquired. You were not having any regard to your safety at all, but you really needed to show this man his place.

The king’s face twisted into even more confusion, and there were hints of anger in his eyes. He still couldn’t get over the fact that you were asking him questions and making a fool out of himself without even trying. “No I don’t,” he replied carefully. “Then do you not realise that your son is doing a lot to prevent wars in the future, he made an exchange program to protect all his people, and to overcome differences with each other. He has done a lot more than you have, and on top of that, he had to rule hell in place of you. And what were you doing?” You spoke with power, and could tell the king was getting mad.

“What were you doing, Your Highness?” You asked again, mocking his title. “I was in the dungeons,” he replied, sitting straight, knowing that saying the truth of him sleeping would sound ridiculous. “Well,” you took a deep breath and continued,“that does not give an excuse to berate your child, who has been doing everything to rule over hell.” You sighed. With the way the king was staring at you, you knew that you may pass away today.

That didn’t stop you from telling the man off. “You were in the dungeons, sleeping the whole time while diavolo was taking care of hell, while he was improving the devildom, and the day you wake up, you start running your mouth, and disrespecting you son. I expected the king to be sophisticated man, who would praise his son’s achievements, but I guess I was wrong,” you responded.

A deep rumble was heard, and the king was baring his fangs at you. Quite frankly, you were very disappointed, but your hands were shaking. “What is your name, Your Highness?” You inquired. “That does not concern you,” he hissed in reply. “Very well, Midas, I shall take the honour of teaching you some lessons on respect today.”

The king could feel his patience thinning. How dare they make a fool out of me, he thought. They dare address me as Midas, the name of that greedy fool?! How dare they disrespect me?

You could feel the kings wrath filling the room, and his pride was crumbling. You knew that the brothers do get fed when any demon of any rank gives into their sin, and that in this particular case, a certain cat lover was going to have quite a feast. You waited for the king to calm down, which was not happening at all until you became irritated. “You are the King of Hell, the most powerful being in here, yet you are being reduced to a mess by a mere human?” You tilted your head slightly, waiting for the king to answer. But alas, he was still seething on his sofa.

The king stared at you with pure unfiltered anger, and just as you were about to speak, the king stood up to his full height. He towered over you, baring his fangs, itching to kill. “You will regret ever making me angry, human,” he spat. “I will deal with that boy later and give him and his avatars a painful punishment, but for now, human, your soul is mine to take.”

The demon did not know what to make of the disdainful look on your face - the disappointment a mother feels towards her child sometimes, and a part of the king did not like it. He reached for your neck, trying to take your soul, but the smell of burning flesh filled his nose. The demon looked at his hand : his skin burning and cracking. He frowned – a human should not be able to perform any magic, unless they are a sorcerer.

You, on the other hand, thanked Luke in your head for blessing you – that kid is going to become a fantastic angel, you were sure of it.

The king looked down on you, his hands curled in fists, for he hated how you seemed unfazed. “I’d like you to take a seat, kind sir,” you said plainly, “I’ll have to teach you a lesson on respect.” With a flick of your wrist, a massive whiteboard and some whiteboard pens appeared. The demon king looked dumbfounded - yet he quickly replaced that look with a look of anger.

You looked up and still saw the man shaking in anger. Irritated, you kissed your teeth. The idea of a full grown man, a whole demon king at that, mad and upset at you just because you were trying to teach him some respect, made you feel very smug, but, the demon was wasting your time.

“Sit. Down.” The king’s eyes darkened. A part of him wanted to listen to you, but he mostly wanted to throw you across the room. Respect, my ass, he thought. You payed no heed. If he was going to stand, then so be it. You opened your marker, and started explaining. “Respect goes both ways, you should know, of course,” you began your lecture.

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You finished your lecture after a whole two hours has passed, which shouldn’t have taken so long - it was honestly concerning. You made sure the king understood that he couldn’t put his son and avatars in the dungeons, and he reluctantly agreed. The king also managed to understand, to your surprise, that the exchange program was necessary for the future of all three worlds.

However, while you were sitting on the sofa, you couldn’t help but wonder where the hell the avatars and diavolo were. There were no servants around, and there was not a hint of life around the castle. Hell, the guards the usually stood outside the castle gates were not there. The only person who could know of their whereabouts was the king in front of you, and you had no choice but to ask him.

“Do you happen to know where Diavolo and the avatars are, Your Majesty?” You asked, eating a cookie. The demon however, stared at you with a look screaming ‘are you serious’. You met his stare with one of confusion. “Perhaps you shouldn’t have eaten too many cookies, human,” he told you. You were still very much baffled. “I do believe you have mistaken this place as Diavolo’s castle,” he explained. If you were confused before, you were now completely bamboozled. “What do you mean?” You asked. The demon king pursed his lips tightly.

“You are in the Mausoleum, human.”

Your eyes widened. “You mean I could’ve been with diavolo and the others this whole time, that I could’ve avoided this entire encounter, and that I went on ,” you exclaimed. All this time wasted on teaching a grown man respect, you thought sadly. You gathered your belongings and bid goodbye to the king, before he stopped you and asked how you knew he was asleep. You replied with smug look - he doesn’t need to know you’ve been eavesdropping on diavolo’s conversations with barbs.

With that, you made your way to the right direction to the Demon Lord’s Castle, a new little story to tell your demons once you reach your second home. Oh you couldn’t wait to see them shook – after all, not many demons, let alone humans, survive after an encounter with the King of Hell, but you, of course, were full of surprises.

⚠️•⟨WARNING⟩•⚠️ 15+ MC has Body dysmorphia, F!MC ⟨ Headcanons⟩

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It pains Lucifer to no end to know that his loved one is suffering. He frowns every time he sees you checking yourself out in the mirror and clearly judging yourself, nitpicking at flaws that he cannot even see. you may not say anything but he can practically hear your thoughts as he hugs you from behind.

Lucifer will offer to get you treatment like therapy so your image of yourself has a chance to improve even one teeny tiny little bit, he will do absolutely anything that he can to help you.

Lucifer will listen to anything and everything you have to say, you can vent for hours to him, he is your safe space and you know he will never judge you, and you can always trust him.

You're special to him, he will hold you when you isolate yourself from others as dark thoughts occupy your mind. He will remind you of what he loves about you and make small talk with you, whispering sweet little nothings with the most gentle and affectionate look on his face. He will place your hand on the pact mark on his chest to let you feel all of the admiration and love he has for you.

"MC, you know I can't lie.

I will always hold you tight whenever you're feeling low, And even if you do not see it yourself I love you for you. to me you are beautiful, I love you dearly and I love all of the flaws you hate. will never leave you no matter what."

Lucifer will always love and support you no matter what as you deal with this together.

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Levi will look into your disorder and do as much research as he can.

Did one of his figurines with what you wished was your body make you feel self-conscious just now? He'll insult his figurine and remark on how much better looking than it you are. and how you're a better person too.

Despite all his research Levi isn't sure what he can do... his mind always goes blank. when he feels self-deprecating thoughts occupying your mind through the pact mark.

For now, he tries his best to learn what triggers your compulsive behaviors. (Oh, and the figurine from earlier has been put away.)

Levi will begin to draw characters with your body type and your features as a way to encourage you that if these characters are all beautiful then you are beautiful too.

His poor little heart cannot handle it when your brain is overrun by negative thoughts about yourself. he will slump against your side and wrap his tail around you, Hoping to make you open up to him about your feelings and thoughts is difficult, but he's willing to wait forever if he has to. he'll open up about his insecurities and how his envy feels like it's suffocating him at times.

Levi will do his best to explain his feelings and tell you how and why he loves you, faults and all. You love him too no matter what right? yes. and he loves you too, your flaws and everything you have.

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Asmo feels awful when he sees you excessively exercise and try your hardest to change little things about yourself. or start covering yourself up even more. Asmo will tell you he understands wanting to change and how your feelings are valid, but he will also remind you that you have a distorted view of yourself because of your disorder. And, if you ever try to do anything that will damage you, he will stop you.

Asmo will always encourage you to talk to him about your feelings. he's here for you he will always support you. And he will try to accept your feelings! He will also encourage and compliment you a lot, after all, you are the most beautiful woman to him!

Asmo will get you any outfits that make you feel good, you are his dearest treasure so he will get you anything at all!

On days when you aren't feeling good, he will soothingly rub your back and try to have a conversation with you, even if he's the one doing all the talking. If Asmo has to be annoying in order to overrun all of those negative thoughts going on in your head at the moment then so be it. It's going to be worth it even if you get annoyed and snap at him.

He's not sure what he can do to help you so he will ask you about it.

"After all the time we've spent together, I've finally realized my love for you, you won't be getting rid of me. I want to live with you forever and look into those pretty eyes of yours that I adore so much!

Look back into mine and never leave me, please?

My heart has been stolen by you! ♡"

"Asmo get out of my shower!"

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Beel is like a puppy, he's always following after you, and he will offer you practical support. Can't get out of your room to pick up your schoolwork from RAD? Beel will get it for you.

He's always with you, so even if you're looking yourself up and down in the mirror he will make a positive remark about you. You never judge anyone the way you judge yourself, and you frequently analyze random little flaws about yourself, so, he's here to let you know that even if you don't love yourself, he loves you.

Even long after finding out about your disorder Beel often wonders what it's like to look at yourself from your eyes. in his eyes, you are picture perfect. And yet, you always nitpick such little things that he never notices. It's honestly saddening for him, you're his favorite person (Don't tell Belphie.), and yet you're struggling, it irritates him how he can't do anything to help. You see, he's trying his hardest to support you in whatever way he can. and, it may be a bit overwhelming for you, but even so, you're grateful for his support. He's always here for you which is very reassuring. Beel will take you on flights if he senses the tiniest negative change in your mood and you tell him what's wrong, after all, he doesn't have these wings on his back for nothing, he will use them to take you on adventures so the two of you can have fun and enjoy yourselves, RAD assignments be damned. he'll deal with Lucifer being angry later.

First and most important is you being happy because your happiness is his happiness.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, size kink? Breeding, crying, just horni

I'm tired af but my ovaries I want demon Luci so here's something short I wrote🧍... Fem!Reader btw

No normal thoughts, head full of Lucifer fucking the cute little reader while he’s in his full demon form. His big demon body towers over her little one, and his giant hands grip her hips to hold her in place over his huge dick. He uses her like a fleshlight, mercilessly thrusting her on him and fucking her brains out. Meanwhile, she tries to hold on to the last of her sanity.

The stimulation is too much, and tears spill down her cheeks as Lucifer bites her shoulder. His teeth leave deep purple marks on her skin, but his tongue runs sweetly over the bite to soothe it.

“LUCIFER!!!” She screams his name when he slams into her cervix painfully, and he pins her down underneath him. “ Mmh..” He lets out a short sigh as his lustful eyes take in the sight of her sweaty body, her chest heaving, and the drool running down her lips.

“So, So beautiful.” He purrs into her ear, “Maybe I’ll use you as my cute little fleshlight every day from now on.”

“At least then, Someone as stupid as you would be useful.” He rasps out whilst tearing off the cute lacy bra that was still covering her breasts. “My cute little fucktoy.” Lucifer praises her. “Aren’t you happy to be useful for something?” His hands run over her breasts, and he stimulates her nipples by rubbing and twisting them between his fingers. She whines in pain at his roughness, and Lucifer feels her squeeze around him.

“Lucifer- please” She begs him, although she doesn't know for what. Her eyes roll to the back of her skull as she feels his dick once again slam deeply inside of her. She hears Lucifer's D.D.D ring and Diavolo's contact pop up, But Lucifer ignores it and merely throws the device to the side,

“I’ll fuck you like a cheap whore and then treat you like my princess.” He tells her as he forces her close legs to her chest.

That's perfect for a human exchange student. She moans as he readjusts his grip on her, his beast-like claws digging into her skin whilst fucks her vigorously, leaving her a screaming mess with tears on her face, and their mixed fluids seeping out of her cunt.

He finishes in her, his thick cum shooting deep inside of her so that he can fill her womb with his child.. And she feels completely stuffed by the time that he pulls out... Only for him to stroke his dick a few times before realigning it with her cum filled cunt again.

FUCK BEING AN EXCHANGE STUDENT... It would be too stressful. I wantttt to be Lucifer's whore, and pretty princess.. just give me that damn demon cock prideful boy (⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠෴⁠ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)

MC being a Morally grey menace Part 1

It started on their second visit to the Devildom...

During that first year of the exchange program, Lucifer and Diavolo had gone out of their way to hide the more unsightly aspects of the Devildom. But the second time around, when the human just fell from the sky, they didn't exactly have the time to smooth things over.

And yet, MC hadn't batted an eye.

The first incident was when MC walked in on one of Lucifer and Diavolo's meetings, but they weren't alone.

The low-level demon's eyes lit up, and his expression went from pleading to maniacal. This human was everyone's soft spot, surely the prince and his Lord of Pride wouldn't sully themselves in front of their precious human!

"Sorry, did you two hear that Simeon-? Oi!" MC startled as the demon threw himself at their feet.

"Mercy, dear human! Surely you could find it in your heart to grant mercy to this poor, foolish demon!"

Lucifer stepped forward, but even he wasn't quite sure what he was going to do next, apart from yanking that demon away from his human. Diavolo braced to start explaining why this demon was in his office, clad in chains.

But MC, dear, human, MC who should have damn well had some questions about this impromptu torture session they just walked in on, didn't so much as bat an eye.

Lifting a foot, they took one step sideways out of the demon's reach and carried on talking.

"Simeon wanted to ask you two something, just text him when you're done with...this." They gestured vaguely to the crumpled demon on the floor.

"Please, you CAN'T leave me here!"

MC didn't so much as look at him, making their way back to the door. "Don't work too hard boys! And don't forget you're on dinner duty tonight, Lucifer."

"...Of course." Lucifer watched, wide-eyed, as the human calmly walked out the door. He wondered how much explaining he'd need to do later.

To his surprise, the subject was never brought up, and MC's behaviour was utterly unchanged.

Well...not entirely unchanged.

The following week, a couple of locations to one of the Devildom's most popular chains came up with reports of missing inventory and Grimm coming up short.

A robbery, they didn't know by whom.

That week, MC and Mammon had been joined at the hip, even more so than usual, so out of pure curiosity Satan cornered the human in the morning making breakfast.

"These robberies. You wouldn't happen to know anything about them, would you, dearest?"

MC shrugged. "Not a thing."

"Truly? Because a rather large sum of grim is now missing, and you've been spending an awful lot of time with Mammon lately."

MC looked up at Satan, and their eyes flashed golden, their grin almost inhuman. "Not like they'll miss it. They're a multi-million grim company that doesn't pay their employees enough to live."

Satan hardly believed his ears. "MC did you-?"

MC chuckled, and went right back to the eggs they were frying. "I don't know what you're talking about, love. Now help me carry these out."

Satan could have asked more questions, hell, he probably should have, but quite frankly, he's more impressed than anything else, and very much wants to know how they bypassed the security systems next time.

Theory:

⚠️Spoiler for OG Obey Me⚠️

Yoooooo if Nightbringer takes place like straight after falling from the Celestial Realm, that means that at this time Lilith is still alive in the human realm.

Do you think we’ll meet her?

May i request diavolo and simeon× q short chubby reader

a/n : it’s been so long… so damn long 💔 I’m sorry for late reply, sweetie:((

Diavolo Headcanons

— Constant Compliments

Diavolo absolutely adores his S/O's body and never hesitates to tell them so. He often compliments their softness, saying things like, "You're so cute, I could hold you forever," or "You’re perfect just the way you are."

— Gentle Giant Vibes

Being a literal demon prince, Diavolo is much taller and stronger, so he treats his S/O with a gentle touch, often picking them up effortlessly for hugs or carrying them around just for fun. He loves the height difference and thinks it's adorable how they fit perfectly against him.

— Protective and Proud

Diavolo would be incredibly protective of his S/O, always ensuring they feel safe and secure, both emotionally and physically. He’s quick to shut down any negativity, saying things like, “They’re mine, and I wouldn’t change a thing about them.” He proudly shows them off during formal events in the Devildom, making sure they feel like royalty by his side.

— Custom Wardrobe

Diavolo would absolutely spoil his S/O, ensuring they have the most luxurious, custom-made clothes that fit their unique style and body type perfectly. He'd personally make sure everything is comfortable yet stylish, often suggesting fancy outfits for special dates or events.

— Affectionate Gestures

Expect a lot of forehead kisses (since you're shorter) and warm, enveloping hugs where he lifts you slightly off the ground. Diavolo loves holding hands in public and is very tactile, always wanting to be close to you.

— Playful Teasing

He loves teasing you playfully about your height difference. If you need to reach something high, he’ll pretend to hand it to you and then raise it just out of reach, laughing before pulling you into a hug and helping you out.

— Softness is His Weakness

Diavolo secretly adores resting his head on his S/O's lap or stomach after a long day. He finds comfort in their warmth and softness, enjoying those quiet moments when he can just relax in their presence.

Simeon Headcanons

— Gentle and Attentive

Simeon treats his S/O with the utmost care and tenderness. He’s incredibly respectful of their feelings and never lets them doubt how much they mean to him. He loves their softness and often rests his hand gently on their waist or back when they're close.

— Height Admiration

He finds your height difference endearing and loves when his S/O stands on their tiptoes to hug him. Simeon would often crouch down or lean in to kiss them on the forehead or lips, enjoying every moment of affection.

— Chubby Cheeks Affection

Simeon loves to gently cup their face, smiling at them while commenting on how cute their cheeks are. He might even give them a playful pinch now and then, always with a warm smile that melts your heart.

— Protective, But Subtle

Simeon isn’t as outwardly protective as Diavolo, but he is always watchful and attentive. If his S/O ever feels self-conscious or insecure, he knows just what to say to make them feel beautiful and appreciated. He loves reminding them that they’re perfect in his eyes.

— Affection Through Acts of Service

Simeon is big on showing love through little acts of kindness. Whether it’s making them tea, helping with errands, or ensuring their favorite blanket is nearby, he always makes sure his S/O feels cherished and cared for.

— Loves Cuddles

Simeon adores cuddling with his S/O, especially on peaceful afternoons when he has time to just relax. He finds comfort in their presence and loves to hold them close, especially enjoying their softness as he whispers sweet nothings in their ear.

— Encouraging and Supportive

Simeon would always encourage his S/O to be confident in their own skin. Whenever they have doubts about their appearance or body, he’d calmly reassure them with heartfelt words: “You’re beautiful just the way you are. Everything about you is perfect to me.”

— Tailored Angelic Fashion

Simeon enjoys seeing his S/O in flowing, comfortable clothes that highlight their beauty. He’d help them pick out soft, angelic outfits, making sure they feel comfortable and confident, especially when attending formal events together in the Celestial Realm.

This rlly falls into the issue with the sexualization of Twins, too.

Bro, idec know anymore at this point, I am tired of seeing sibling character x reader x sibling chatacter (for example: fred weasley x reader x George weasley, that's just an example) Even if the poly is just the two siblings sharing the other person, it's disgusting. No, NORMAL siblings would ever think of sharing someone. Most of the people who read this shit r probably just wierdos. I promise you ppl who have siblings would never agree to someone if they said, "Can I date you and your sibling?" And if you think differently, ur weird. The reason isn't just a sexual reason (that's just plain disgusting, no normal siblings want to have a threesone or whatever with someone else siblings r very repulsive in that with each other) It can also just be a romantic reason. Just being in a relationship with the same person as siblings is gross. The same thing goes for Obey Me, especially Beelzebub and Belphegor. There have been lessons where it literally mentions how whichever one of the Obey Me brothers wouldn't be okay with sharing you with another brother, but people so desperately want that to not be the case. Especially that one lesson where Belphie mentions in his sleep how he actually isn't okay with sharing MC with Beel, but people r always like, "Oh! If they talk this out, it could work!" Bro, no 😭, except that he doesn't want to, you can't have both of two r siblings. It's utterly disgusting. The times that Obey Me have moments where they're like, "We can share MC." Is all for the money frfr, there has been many lessons signaling that they actually aren't okay with that. The parts were they mention sharing has usually been in events (money grabbing 👀.) I am tired of reading Obey Me fanfic and then when I get to Beel it's like- "Beel & Belphie, why not both :)))" mf i don't want "both" I'm not a weirdo. And I'm only making this post because it's EXTREMELY NORMALIZED that it's literally impossible to ignore it. Not even fictionally, even in real life, ppl who r poly with siblings.. Nahh bruh, even if those siblings aren't dating each other, they got some weird incest shit going on, especially if they both have sex with you at the same time, mental hospital. Me and my siblings and I always mention how disgusting it is, the same thing with my friends who also have siblings. This isn't a matter of "Oh, their all consenting adults they can do whatever." I will gladly tell any p3dos, Zoophil3s, and inc3sts to |< Ý $ no questions asked if you think I'm being dramatic, please exit. If I see shit like this I'm literally just gonna either block the person or report them (which is so much work considering since it's so normalized is fucking everywhere), or literally just say shit. No actual siblings would do this, y'all.. You just really want both of them, and that's fine with other characters that r not siblings (for example if u wanna be poly with Diavolo and Lucifer go ahead), but when their siblings your fr putting a weirdass fantasy in ur head that they r okay with it n shit. And with actual Inc3st ships I've seen literally so many ppl say it's ok (most of them ended up being only children not a suprise), and at this point my stomach hurts and I feel literally sick. I just enjoy the sibling relationship, beel and belphie . Meanwhile, the comments r like, "Me when I want both," mf touch grass.

Anyways yeah I'm just irritated at this point cuz it's so normalized that it's just everywhere so I felt I needed to speak out abt it because it completely ruins the mood when I'm just tryna enjoy shit, and I'm not rlly good with words so sorry if this is layed out wierd or something. I can't be the only one who has siblings and is weirded out by this (obv not cuz I talk to ppl irl who mentions how weird it is). If you have siblings, please put yourself in a situation where someone wants both u and ur sibling at the same time.

You people are acting like those creepy people in real life who go up to twins and r like "Threesome?"💀💀💀

Im ready for the weirdos after me

Me watching the most random ass cartoons I find because the cover has an attractive character, enjoying the cartoon, but there's no (barely any) fanfiction and barely any fandom:

(I just want the himbo to love me😔)

(Mostly talking about a random ass hot wheels cartoon)

(This may or may not be me asking for fanfic of this show 😼)

Obey me!

🧡Main Masterlist🧡

Key

Fluff - 💖

Angst - 💙

Funny - 💛

Hurt/Comfort - 💘

Tw's - ⚠️

Random thoughts - 🌀

Head canons - ⭐

Fanfic - 💌

Male reader - 🩵

Female reader - 🩷

Gn reader - 🤍

Shall We date? - 💟

Night Bringer - ❤️‍🩹

🦚Lucifer🦚

~Nothing yet~

💸Mammon💸

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

🎮Leviathan🎮

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

🧶Satan🧶

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

😘Asmodeus😘

Asmo with a Yandere 💖⚠️⭐🩵💟

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

🍔Beelzebub🍔

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

💤Belphegor💤

~Nothing yet~

👑Lord Diavolo👑

Tsundere Cuddles 💖⭐🤍💟

Tsundere Cuddles pt. 2 💖💌🤍💟

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

🍵Barbatos🍵

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

✒️Simeon✒️

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

🐶Luke🐶

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

🪄Solomon🪄

Comforting words 💘⭐🤍

Request: None technically?? But this is a sort of part 2 of the Diavolo x tsundere!reader head canons though

Part 1

Tw's - None

Type - Fic

Genre - Fluff

Comments - I'm excited for this lol, my 2nd fic 💪 Dia may be slightly off character? I apologize beforehand if he is ;-;

Tsundere Cuddles

You and Diavolo had been dating for nearly a year now, about 7 months after the start of the exchange program, and he was slowly but surely getting you more used to physical affection.

It was.. rough to begin with, but over time you got a bit more warmed up to things. Dia would push you out of your comfort zone little by little, until you started seeking out affection from him on your own, which melted his heart.

And today, Diavolo was ready to try something completely new for the both of you.

Cuddling.

Neither of you had done it with a romantic partner before, and he felt as if you were ready for it, so, with slightly shaking hands, he picked up his D.D.D., and messaged you, asking if you could come over to the castle today.

You were slightly surprised he had messaged you so suddenly, but you were happy nonetheless. And so, you quickly started picking out the perfect outfit to wear, but in the middle of you grabbing your clothes, you heard your D.D.D. go off again. It was, Diavolo.? He sent a other message saying to get dress comfortably, like pajamas??

Was he not so secretly inviting you over for a sleepover again? ..possibly, he's done it before. You shrugged slightly then walked over to your dresser, grabbing a slightly oversized t-shirt and some sweatpants, tossing a hoodie on top then head to the front door.

Luckily, none of the brothers were out and about to question where you were going, so you were able to "sneak" out easily.

When you arrived, you had just barely reached your hand up to knock when the doors suddenly opened, revealing Barbatos, Diavolo's personal butler.

"The young master has been expecting you, please, come in." He spoke in his normal calm but slightly sweet tone of voice, moving to the side to led you in.

"Oh, uh, thank you Barbatos.." You replied with a surprised look, but quickly shook it off, walking inside the castle that had yet to take your breath away at the decor of it alone.

Barbatos just nodded, then led you to where Diavolo was, and more than likely where he was planning a ton of fun activities for the both of you to enjoy.

After a small walk, Barbatos had taken you to Diavolo's room, knocking on the door. "M'lord, MC has arrived." There was rustling on the other side of the door, then a slightly shakey voice responded. "Come in," was all that needed to be said before Barbatos opened the door, and stepping to the side and let you walk in, and see Diavolo in... a dragon onesie..?

"Ah! MC, you're here! I'm so glad you could make it, come come! Sit with me," he patted the spot next to him on his bed very excitedly. You agreed with a small blush spreading across your cheeks, matched with a pout forming on your lips as you sat down on the spot Diavolo was patting.

"So.." You started, fidgeting with your fingers nervously as you avoided looking your boyfriend in the eyes. He caught on to your slightly flustered state, starting to answer your question. "Ah! Yes, right, well, you know how I've been helping you get used to affection and such, right?" You nodded, slowly looking up at Diavolo with a curious look, telling him silently to continue.

"Well.." Diavolo began, but hesitated with a small blush adorning his cheeks as well. He took a deep breath then gave you a confident look, despite his rosey cheeks, "I invited you over to my castle today to ask you if you would like to try something new!"

You tilted your head to the side curiously, wondering what this 'something new' could be. "I read online that couples often partake in cuddling when they feel comfortable enough with each other. And I was wondering if you wanted to give it a try!" He looked at you with such child-like excitement, he was so precious, you found it hard saying no to him. Not only that, but because you knew he would stop immediately if you felt uncomfortable.

That didn't stop your face from turning into a deep shade of crimson at the thought of being so close with him however. You had gotten used to the random questions regarding affection from him enough that you were able to think about this thoroughly. And after a few moments of thinking, you gave him a small nod, silently telling him that you wanted to give it a try too.

"Yay!" He exclaimed with stars in his eyes, quickly pulling out his D.D.D., and going to his gallery to show you a few pictures. "I went ahead and looked for different cuddling positions that you might like, pick whichever one you would like to start with MC." He handed you his D.D.D. so you could look at the different photos. There were only three, which you silently thanked Dia for. You didn't want to be overwhelmed with a bunch of different cuddling positions, so you greatly appreciated this.

The first one was a half spoon position, where your head would be resting on his chest, and his arm would be wrapped around you slightly. (Like this)

The second one was called the embrace, where your face would be nuzzled against Diavolo's chest as his arms wrapped around you, hence the name.

And finally, it was just you laying on top of him, head resting against his chest. (This was the best one I could find-)

(Because all of them end up with you laying your head on his chest, pick your favorite <33)

You picked the one you wanted to try first, and showed Diavolo, handing him his D.D.D. back at the same time. He gave you a quick nod, laying down and waiting for you to cuddle up to him at your own pace.

You slowly but surely got into your position, but laid there somewhat stiffly, unsure of where to put your arms, where to put your legs, where to put your head, anything.

"MC, is it alright if I guide you a bit? You look a bit stiff there." Diavolo gave you a curious, yet caring look, waiting for you to give him permission before doing anything. Because you were so unsure of what to do, you gave him a small nod, trying to ease the tension in your arms slightly as Diavolo gently grabbed them, guiding them to where they need to be for the cuddling position you picked out.

"Is it alright if I wrap my arms around you now?" His voice was soft and gentle, almost like a fluffy cloud in the sky. You gave him another small nod, trying to relax a little as his arm(s) slowly embraced you, one of his hands started to rub up and down your back in a soothing motion.

He was so warm.. and surprisingly soft. With the combination of Dia rubbing your back and his warmth soaking through his onesie, you started to relax against him, your eyes starting to flutter shut as you finally let yourself fall asleep against Diavolo.

He had noticed you falling asleep, but didn't say anything so he wouldn't ruin the sweet moment you two were sharing, instead, letting his own eyes flutter shut, joining you in a wonderful land full of dreams.

About an hour later Barbatos had come to "check" on you two as you napped. That's what he claimed at least. In reality, he knew this was going to happen, so he decided to take a photo of the two of you resting peacefully for teasing purposes later.

Notes - AAAAAAA, this took like, a week or something. I loved writing this, but it took me a solid like, 10 minutes looking for photos of cuddling positions on Google. ;-; it was worth it however in the end ᕦ⁠(⁠ò⁠_⁠ó⁠ˇ⁠)⁠ᕤ

I have an idea that I would love to request but I want to request all of the Obey Me characters except for Lucifer and Belphegor. Only if you don't mind of course. My idea is that the Obey Me characters had a bad day so GN Reader wants to cheer them up. They're not so good with words as they're socially awkward but they decided to write a letter to read when he's alone (they're too embarrassed to be there when he reads it XD) about their good points & they would be there for him if he needs them. They also offered to do anything he wants to their ability or to leave if he wants space. Is this ok? Please tell me if you're not interested! Thanks!

Tw's - Kinda angsty, mentions of mammon being bullied, general sad boi hour for all of them, me bullying the brothers in Luke’s head canons because I will fight God himself to keep him safe and happy, self depreciating thoughts in Levi’s, Satan being called a copy, general bullying in all of the head canons to make it work ;-;, mentions of being stressed and burnt out in Diavolo, Barbatos, and Simeon’s head canons, mentions of a one night stand in Asmo’s head canons, special bullying towards Lucifer in Luke’s head canons hehehe,

Genre - hurt/comfort

Type - Head canons

Comments - This is such a cute idea!! 🥹 This is absolutely okay anon, so cuteeee, I already have ideas flowing. The rest are under the cut! <3 I need to make a hurt/comfort label now

Comforting words

Mammon:

💸 He was more than likely upset after his brothers started bullying him like usual for something he didn't do

💸 Normally it wouldn't affect him but today was just one of those days where it really got to him

💸 Now, he would probably be held up in his room to get away from his brothers and their ridiculing

💸 I would imagine that MC, being the shy thing they are, would spend like, and hour or 2 writing a note, out it in an envelope, then slides it under Mammon's door with a little knock, and runs away quickly so they wouldn't be seen

💸 Mammon, on a normal occasion would've told the person at the door to go away, assuming it was one of his brothers, but they normally just bust in

💸 You were the only one that knocked in this house (other than Lucifer... mostly) so he got up from wherever he was and opened the door to find no one there

💸 He would go to look up and down the hallway but as he did so, his foot bumped into the letter, and he gave it a curious look

💸 It was a plain envelope with the words "Read me" on it. He picked it up then shut his bedroom door returning to his original spot to read the letter

💸 And once he did, he. Balled.

💸 This man was sobbing, didn’t even finish the letter with how overwhelmed with comfort and happiness just from this note you sent to him.

💸 He fell in love all over again, you managed to make this poor demon fall in love with you twice, The Great Mammon is wrapped around your finger

💸 He immediately decides to buy you a ton of gifts and cute stuff you would like, fight me

Leviathan:

🎮 Today was a bit of a rough day for the poor otaku

🎮 He missed a limited edition merch drop he had been waiting for for about 4 months, lost a tournament by a couple of points, and his self-loathing thoughts had started to mess with him and affect his gaming abilities

🎮 You were supposed to come to his room for an anime marathon you both were really excited for, but when you got there, you heard.. crying..?

🎮 You slowly and quietly opened the door to see Levi rubbing his eyes harshly with shaking hands. He didn’t hear you open his door over his cries, and luckily he didn’t

🎮 Just like before with Mammon, you spent about an hour writing a note for him to read, and some of his favorite snacks along with the note, you placed them outside the door this time and knocked, running away yet again (this may get repetitive)

🎮 He quickly rubbed the tears running down his face and cleared his voice, starting to ask for the password, only to be met with silence

🎮 He sniffed and walked to his bedroom door, looking up and down the hallway when something on the floor caught his attention

🎮 He noticed that his favorite snacks and a letter. Like before, he grabbed the note (and snacks) and retreated back into his room

🎮 This poor otaku also starts crying while reading the letter poor babies-

🎮 He also decided to get you something you really wanted, whether it be an autograph from the voice actor of your favorite character, some merch of your favorite character, or a game you’ve been wanting for a while now

🎮 I can already see him writing you a note back as well as a thank you because he’s also on the shy and anti-social side as well, but he would actually give you it in person with a giant blush on his face.

Satan:

🧶 Satan got caught smuggling a cat into HoL again, and got his spell book privileges taken away.

🧶 Obviously very salty, but that wasn’t the worst of it. Someone in RAD had called him a copy of Lucifer, and that he was just the embodiment of his anger. It really got to him, and he held himself up in his bedroom to read his frustrations away to the best of his ability, knowing that if he did Lucifer would scold him again.

🧶 You noticed his mood and asked his brothers what had happened, and luckily Beel was in the same class as Satan when that demon said that.

🧶 You immediately felt bad, and came up with a small plan to make him feel better, but this plan included asking Lucifer permission to at least allow him (and you) to take cats in and foster them until you both can find their forever homes

🧶 It took a lot of convincing (and courage, but you were determined to help Satan feel better) on your part, but he eventually caved and gave you permission!

🧶 You very quickly walked around the Devildom (with one of the brothers that wasn’t Satan) to find a cat. It took a bit but you eventually found one, a small kitten who looked absolutely adorable! You went to a nearby pet store to get some supplies for the precious baby and future cats. You also bought the kitten a collar (You’ll see why here in a second)

🧶 You quickly brought the kitten home, and wrote a small letter for Satan like normal, and put it on the kittens collar. You carried them to Satan’s bedroom door and got them to sit. You quickly knocked on the door then ran away.

🧶 Satan grumbled as he walked up to the door, ready to tell whoever it was to go away, but was met with a mostly empty hallway. He hadn’t even noticed the kitten until he heard a small meow below him, and finally saw the small kitten and the envelope attached to their collar.

🧶 He looked at the kitten curiously as he picked them up, grabbing the note from their collar, taking them back inside his room

🧶 He sat down with the kitten in his armchair, placing them in his lap (they got comfortable very quickly) and opened the note

🧶 He was very happy to read your letter, and was ecstatic when he learned the news of Lucifer allowing you two to foster cats until they get a new home, he was a tad bit sad that he couldn’t keep them but this was a good compromise for him

🧶 He knew immediately that he needed to take you to somewhere as thanks for what you did for him today <33

Asmodeus:

😘 Asmo wasn’t feeling the best today. Normally he feels absolutely amazing and on top of the world, but today was just an off day for him, and he didn’t feel as beautiful as he normally does

😘 On these days, he would normally go to the spa, shopping, or to a club. But today he just didn’t want to get out of bed, not event to do his morning skin care routine

😘 Everyone noticed that he wasn’t at breakfast, but didn’t think too much of it, mostly assuming that he had a one night stand with some random demon after he went to The Fall

😘 The rest of the brothers just chalked it up to that, but you knew better. You were actually with him a majority of the night watching romcoms in his room, so you would've known if he went to The Fall

😘 After breakfast, you went to his bedroom and knocked on the door, asking if he was alright, but the only response that you were given was Asmo telling you that he wasn't feeling well, and didn't want to be bothered

😘 His tone of voice was sad.. and scratchy, as if he had been crying..

😘 You didn’t know what had happened, if anything, but you had a feeling that Asmo wasn’t quite feeling like himself, and so you decided to write him a note who would’ve thought-

😘 While you write the note, you decided to grab one of his other brothers so you could go to one of his favorite spa and set up an appointment for him later on when he was feeling up to leaving his room again

😘 You mentioned that in the note, then put it in the envelope, sliding it under Asmo’s door, knocking on it softly before running away as quietly as possible

😘 He sniffed, wiping away any lingering tears as he went to open the door, but stopped when he saw the note on the ground, and just like the rest of his brothers, he opened the envelope and read the letter

😘 Also a crier but he’s Asmo, he cries the pretties out of all of his brothers <33

😘 He almost immediately gets ready, doing his morning routine, makeup, and getting dressed in slightly comfier clothes for the spa, then went to find you and invite you to the spa with him as a thank you for doing all of this for him

Beelzebub:

🍔 Beel was more than likely yelled at my Lucifer for eating everything in the fridge again, or lost a couple of his Fangol games in a row, or got in a fight with Belphie (if that's even possible 💀) and now he's sad

🍔 You noticed that he was pouting in his classes throughout the day, and asked one of the brothers what happened

🍔 They told you and you wanted to find a way to cheer him up, but because of your shy nature you did the only thing you could think of take a guess

🍔 So, you wrote the note full of comfort, and even went out to Hell's Kitchen Gordon Ramsay, that you? to get him some of his favorite foods off of the menu

🍔 Beel was too busy being sad that he couldn't smell the delicious food outside of his door until you knocked on it just go with it for my sake

🍔 He immediately followed the heavenly smell and saw a big bag of food with a note on top of it

🍔 He more than likely read the note while eating some of the food, and felt comforted by how much you cared about him to get him his favorite foods and to write him a note

🍔 He definitely went to your room to share the food you got, but didn't mention the note so he didn't embarrass you cause he knew about your shyness <3333

Diavolo:

👑 More than likely super stressed with all of his duties piling on top of him repeatedly

👑 And the stress caused him to be a little burnt out and sad because he didn't have any free time to relax and unwind

👑 You two would normally would have some small tea parties which mostly consisted of you, Diavolo, Barbatos, and on occasion one of the other exchange students

👑 You two mostly spoke about the program, your classes, and how it was living with the brothers

👑 But recently, Dia hasn't been available enough to have your small tea parties

👑 You messaged Barbatos asking about Dia, and he told you about his situation

👑 You immediately felt bad for him and decided to make him a small note to encourage him to work hard but to take care of himself most of all

👑 You walked up to his castle with the note in hand, knocking on the large door and waited for Barbatos to answer patiently

👑 When he did, he was slightly surprised, although he didn't show it, he asked what you needed, but you just handed him the letter and asked him if he could deliver it to Dia for you

👑 This was one of the bravest things you did, and Barbatos couldn't help but give you a small pat on the head, reassuring you that Diavolo would be very happy to receive the letter

👑 Once you went back to the HoL, Barbatos went to deliver your letter with a small smile, which confused Dia, especially when Barbatos told him to take a break for the next hour

👑 He opened the letter and recognized your handwriting immediately, and began to read

👑 He was very motivated, and finished his work not too long after an hour long break just so he could do something for you as thanks for the much needed motivation and comfort

Barbatos:

🍵 This poor man is also burnt out ;-;

🍵 Diavolo's birthday was soon and that was a very important event in the Devildom

🍵 So he's been planning, contacting catering companies for different things, planning decorations, etc etc

🍵 He had barely gotten any sleep because he needed this to be perfect for the young prince

🍵 You two would often bake together with the addition of Luke (because you couldn’t handle being alone with him but shhh)

🍵 You (and Luke) had tried to see if Barbatos was free earlier in the month (yes a month was needed to prepare Diavolo’s birthday, everything has to go perfectly smooth after all) but he said that he wouldn’t be available until after the celebration

🍵 On occasion, you would message Diavolo asking how Barbatos was doing, and normally he would say that Barbatos was doing fine and was doing great with the preparations, however, one day he said something different..

🍵 Diavolo had said that he was worried about Barbatos, there were bags under his eyes, he was yawning constantly, and sometimes he would even fall asleep while standing. Whenever he brought it up and mentioned that he should take a break, Barbatos would say no and that he was just fine and didn’t need a break

🍵 You immediately felt bad for Barbatos, but knew that if you tried to help him at all he wouldn’t let you saying that “You’re a guest here in our realm, I wouldn’t want to burden you with such trivial things.”

🍵 You wanted to help, but the only thing you could think of to help him, even the slightest was, you guessed it, a letter!

🍵 It took you a bit longer than the rest, to really drive the point home because he’s more stubborn than a mule 😃 I love Barbs so much but I can see him being incredibly stubborn

🍵 The next time Lucifer had a meeting with Diavolo, you kindly asked him if he could give Barbatos this letter from you, and luckily he didn’t question it but you feel like he knew what was in the letter from the small smirk he gave you as he agreed..

🍵 Barbatos had received the letter after the meeting, giving Lucifer a tired yet confused look but accepted the letter

🍵 Later on, almost 4 in the morning he finally decided to read the letter before he got about 2 hours of sleep

🍵 However, as he read the letter, he felt comforted, and the sudden need to sleep more than he was originally planning to, and possibly longer with the permission of Diavolo it was immediately given

🍵 That day he spent sleeping and taking better care of himself, and was more conscientious about his mental and physical health as he worked on the rest of the preparations for Diavolo’s birthday, he even found enough time so you and him could bake something together alone and away from Luke for once

Simeon:

✒️ Simeon had been having writers block for the past few weeks, and he was starting to get a little burnt out while trying to come up with something for the next chapter in his book

✒️ Simeon was one of the calmer people(?) in the Devildom so you were more comfortable around him, and less fidgety and nervous. He just has that vibe, fight me

✒️ You two would often sit in Purgatory Hall whether it would be in his room or the living room talking about your favorite books together. You would occasionally give him some ideas for his books and inspire him, but even with your random thoughts, nothing would truly inspire him enough to write something that he would really like

✒️ You had noticed his slight frustrations when it came to not being able to write anything thanks to his writers block, and wanted to give him some slight encouragement by writing out a couple of new ideas and where they could lead along with comforting words and reminding him to take care of himself and to take breaks when needed

✒️ You asked Luke if he could give Simeon the letter with the promise of making some human world desserts as a small payment not that he really needed that because he also noticed how upset Simeon was about not being able to write

✒️ He was feeling both inspired and encouraged by your words, enough so to write about 3 chapters, along with an outline for about 5 more manz really was inspired, good job hooman 👍

✒️ It took a little bit less than a week for him to finish the first draft of the book, and because you encouraged him so much, he decided to let you read it first and give your thoughts on it. He even bought you some of your favorite snacks in the Devildom, and some other snacks from the Celestial Realm he thought you might like as well as a small thank you

Luke:

🐶 My personal opinion, you wouldn’t be super nervous or shy around Luke because he’s just too sweet to be shy around him, he’s like a little brother to me personally, so I don’t see you writing a note to him to comfort him but back to the reason why he was upset 😭

🐶 Luke had been teased a lot more by the brothers than usual, and was starting to genuinely feel upset about it, he is technically a child after all

🐶 He was constantly on the verge of tears whenever the brothers went too far, but he was too proud to actually speak up about it not that any of the brothers would actually stop I feel like

🐶 It finally took you asking him one day when Solomon and Simeon were out and about and asking you to watch over him for a bit, and he started crying

🐶 You immediately wrap him up in a hug and rub his back comfortingly until he calms down with a small apology for crying like that but you immediately shush him and say that he has nothing to apologize for and that the brothers should be apologizing for teasing him to the point that he’s crying

🐶 Children can be sensitive about things, and this is what bothers him the most and it didn’t help that they didn’t stop when he asked them to

🐶 When he finally calmed down, you offered to get some cookies from a nearby bakery with either Barbatos or Diavolo because the last thing you wanted to do was ask one of the brothers to go out into the Devildom with you after they caused Luke to cry 😤

🐶 Both Diavolo and Barbatos were confused, but you told them that you would explain later because you didn’t want to upset him after he finally calmed down and was happy and excited about going to the bakery

🐶 While at the bakery, you silently explained to Diavolo what had happened because Barbatos was entertaining Luke and grabbing him a couple of pastries and sweets to help him feel better

🐶 Diavolo had a small glare in his eyes as you told him, and once you finished he gave you a small nod, telling you that he would solve this issue later on today once Simeon and Solomon were back

🐶 Let’s just say, Lucifer wasn’t the one doing the scolding today. It was Simeon and Diavolo combo, for 7 HOURS. Why? Simeon was incredibly upset and Diavolo didn’t appreciate the fact that they were teasing a child despite that he was very visibly upset. HA, TAKE THAT LUCIBIT-

🐶 Anyways~ Luke was never called a chihuahua or anything dog related after that. And if he was their father forbid if you, Simeon, or Diavolo caught wind of it

Solomon:

🪄 It took a lot to really upset Solomon, and even then he wouldn't show it because of how good he is at covering up

🪄 I think one of the things that would truly get to him is not being able to find the right ingredients for a potion or spell he's been working on for about a century or so

🪄 However he would figure something out, he does have pacts with 72 demons after all, one of them knows something or another or has a connection

🪄 So I don't personally think he would be so upset to the point where he'd need a note to comfort him

🪄 And yes, I believe immortality can get lonely for him sometimes, but he has made friends in the Devildom and Celestial Realm who will be there with him because they're also immortal, to an extent at least from my knowledge

Notes - I really wish that I could've come up with something for Solomon but he seems really chill and a good problem solver. Beel was the most difficult one to come up with though, took me a solid hour alone ;-; but it was worth it 💪 and yes, there was necessary brother bashing in Luke's. This was a lot of fun though! Thank you anon, and I hope you like it!

Do you have any Obey Me requests? Thanks!

I'm currently working on one (please forgive me on how long it's taken ;-;) but I'm willing to take more. I would definitely like to write something about Lucifer or the precious Barbs 🥹 Lucifer (and Belphie) has yet to get anything written about him so he's being neglected a little lol, someone show him some love 💞

I'm glad you don't mind! Then, I'll request again! Though please tell me if you're not interested! It's headcanons of Obey Me characters except Lucifer & Belphegor notice GN Reader had a bad day so he went to check on them. They are still sad but they immediately brighten up upon seeing him! How would OM characters cheer them up? Sorry for repeating this similar prompt because I had a bad day and I really love your writing!

Tw's -

Genre - Hurt/Comfort

Type - Head canons

Comments - Of course nonnieee 🥺🥺 I'm sorry you had a bad day, I hope it gets/got better! And I really hope you enjoy these. They're gonna be a bit shorter though, mostly my thoughts on how they would comfort you, hopefully this is okay. I wanna avoid repeating the same thing over and over again.

Bad day?

Mammon

💸 If he saw you crying his instincts would kick in

💸 HA, you thought I was gonna say that he wouldn't know what to do, but you're WRONG

💸 The reason I chose the word "instincts" is because he has 5 younger brothers, he knows what to do when someone is crying and how to cheer them up

💸 10/10, the best comforter ever totally not personally biased

💸 But regardless, he knows how to cheer up different people based on their personality, he had to deal with different kinds and had to learn to adapt to the new ones and their preferences. With you, it'll be a cake walk✨

💸 He's so good at it you'll forget why you were upset in the first place

💸 Eventually after you've calmed down he'll ask you if you wanna talk about why you're upset, if you do then he'll listen and give the best advice he can, if you don't then he'll reassure you that you don't have to tell him if you don't want to then drop the subject altogether to keep your mind off of it

Leviathan

🎮 He's one of the worst at comforting, but he tries his best

🎮 Solid 4/10 in my opinion

🎮 His form of comforting you is grabbing your favorite snacks, and offering to watch your favorite anime together, or playing your favorite game together, or reading your favorite manga together

🎮 He might attempt to ask what was wrong but might not have the courage to do so, but will tell you nonverbally that he's there for you no matter what

🎮 He's more used to being the one comforted rather than having to comfort someone so he's a little awkward, but again, does his best

Satan

🧶 Another one of the better comforters

🧶 7.5/10

🧶 Why I say 7.5 instead of like a 8 or 9 is because his form of comforting would be taking you to a cat cafe (if you're not allergic/like cats, if so then he would take you to a normal cafe) and buy you as many snacks and drinks as you would like, as well as buying a few books you've been wanting to read (if you like reading, if not then you two just talk)

🧶 His knowledge of comforting probably came from his constant reading

🧶 He probably also read some human psychology books out of both boredom and slight interest

Asmodeus

😘 9/10

😘 100% fusses over you like a mom/older sibling

😘 Self care day, your choice if you wanna go to a spa, get a massage, or get a manicure, pedicure, or both if you want he's paying for it all 🤧

😘 There are no if's and's or but's about it, he's paying and you're going to relax and take your mind off of things for a while

😘 I personally feel like he would be the best person to vent to

😘 He gives great advice, great at analyzing, and knows how to read people in any situation possible

😘 You may not think so, but feel free to share your thoughts

😘 If you decide to talk about it he's more than willing to give his thoughts and offers tips or solutions for your problems

😘 Tied in 1st place with Mammon

Beelzebub

🍔 5/10

🍔 Not the best but not the worst

🍔 His form of comfort is either Belphie or food

🍔 So he takes you out to eat somewhere, specifically to your favorite restaurant and orders your favorite food, as well as some dessert

🍔 He's the 2nd best when it comes to listening (1st going to Asmo) but doesn't exactly give the best advice

🍔 He tries his best, and ends up consulting Belphie or Lucifer maybe

🍔 He doesn't exactly know what to do when comforting you but he does his best

Diavolo

👑 He's busy most of the time, and he didn't get much interaction with other people when he was growing up so he isn't the best when it comes to comforting someone

👑 2/10 ;-;

👑 He doesn't know what to do so he summons Barbatos to assist him

👑 And that's assuming that he was even available to begin with 🫤

👑 Let's just say that he was for the sake of the request though

👑 He would be very awkward

👑 Probably resorts to taking a break with you and having a small tea party where you vent to him about your problems

👑 It would be a nice break for him as well so two birds with 1 stone 👍

Barbatos

🍵 7-9/10

🍵 There's a reason for the 7-9 so stay with me 😭

🍵 7 is when he's had a bit of a longer/busier day

🍵 He's already feeling a bit more stressed out or overwhelmed than usual and can't find it in himself to be completely.. understanding

🍵 He will definitely make you two some tea and snacks whenever he has a small break but his advice won't be the absolute best

🍵 There's multiple things running through his mind at the moment so he's a little confuzzled

🍵 On a good day however is when he's at a 9

🍵 He's much more willing to listen and will give you much better advice

🍵 On days where he's at a 9 includes him taking a break from serving Dia and takes you to the gardens to make flower crowns as you vent your frustrations I love flower crowns leave me alone

🍵 I feel like this is what he does in his free time personally (I'll save this for a general Head canon request or if I decide to do it out of boredom)

🍵 He doesn't necessarily like plucking the flowers from the gardens but he knows a spell or 2 to replace them easily, so he doesn't really mind

🍵 He definitely gives you much better advice and even offers to bake something with you to take your mind off of it 🥹

Simeon

😇 Simeon is a literal angel, let's get that out of the way right now

😇 Now, I feel like angels just have this calming aura or something like that around them

😇 And that helps you to relax and feel less stressed

😇 I feel like Simeon is just the best person to go to if you're having a bad day though

😇 He's the most calm out of everyone, and is the 2nd best at comforting

😇 I say 2nd for a reason

😇 And that is because you live with the brothers, they know you the best

😇 Simeon is just an exchange students like you, you don't normally spend a lot of time together

Solomon

🪄 I don't know what to give Solomon

🪄 He would probably be better in the sense that he's a human and understands human emotions a bit better than demons

🪄 He's also very old wise so he would have some good advice as well

🪄 He would probably find your favorite fantasy animal and show you it, like unicorns or dragons, stuff like that

🪄 Or he would show you some fun spells and such that would both be easy and fun to learn

🪄 He's not the best at comforting someone, he leaves that stuff alone but he is good at distracting you from your problems if that's what you really need

Luke

🐶 5/10

🐶 DON'T ATTACK ME JUST LISTEN 😭😭

🐶 Luke is a small child technically, he doesn't fully understand adult emotions or why specific things happen

🐶 He's not the best, and he shouldn't have to be because he is a child

🐶 It doesn't stop him from wanting to cheer you up with pastries he baked with Simeon or Barbatos though

🐶 The precious baby doesn't know what happened today, but is willing to help any way he can 🥺🥺

🐶 It's more than likely just you two baking together with Simeon and/or Barbatos but it's still a fun and helpful activity to do when you're feeling down

Notes - I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG 😭😭 I got burnt out or something along the way for whatever reason 🧍 But school also started up again so I'm not very tired 🥲 I hope you enjoyed this though!