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Fun Facts 631-640

• Solomon went to a book fair where books chose if you could read them. The one about bettering relations with demons refused to let him read it based on his own relationships with his demons.

• Mephistopheles attends an annual meeting of noble families where the point is too bring the most extravagant and unique gift and honor your family name

• Diavolo read a book on camera lenses and made one from scratch.

• Mephistopheles admitted he used to mistake Asmodeus for Leviathan. Asmodeus threatened his life.

• Belphegor attends gourmet fairs with Beelzebub

• Mammon attends Asmo-nights most often and gets pretty excited about them.

• When he was younger Solomon got the magic-equivalent of a restraining order from the ocean

• Barbatos took MC on a date to a Tea Convention

• MC has canonically given Lucifer a hickey. Mammon saw it and screamed.

• Leviathan has called Barbatos an “absolute sigma”

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Imagine MC taught Diavolo Gen Z slang and trends

Its really short and really shit but idk, enjoy =^..^=

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Diavolo, doing a really strange dance : Lucifer look! Im doing what humans call hitting the griddy

Lucifer : ...... Me and MC are having a talk when I get home

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Barbatos: My lord, you have to understand that you cant just leave your paperwork to the last minute. Its not productive

Diavolo: Thats not very poggers Barbatos

Barbatos: Do I have to tell you again my lord?

Diavolo:..... I'll start on it now

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Mc and Diavolo singing "karmas a bitch" back and forth to each other:

Barbs and Luci about to loose it:

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No one

Diavolo trying to be trendy:

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Lmao its so bad but its late and im working on another thingy, hope you enjoy<3

Im gonna fail all of my college classes lol

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Lucifer: [slams his foot on the wall next to MC for intimidation purposes] MC: Bold of you to put your ankle within biting range.

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I love how none of this is ever mocked or made into a joke. Not only is it treated normally, it's impressive and takes effort and hard work and it's something to be desired. Levi took one look and went "hell I want to do that too"

The only problems the rest of the brothers ever had with dressing up were reasonable ones (like Beel & the shoes) that had nothing to do with their gender or how they presented themselves

If nothing else it's a compliment to be able to dress up and be an exceptional Dame, given that Lucifer & Barbatos are two of the game's most serious and dangerous/badass characters

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I drew these some time ago, when the Nightbringer trailer came out, and I figured why not post them. Demon teeth headcanons for the brothers, even tho I’m not that good at drawing teeth.

Luci: Perfectly straight tho his fangs do point outwards, like yaeba teeth. The top fangs poke out when he closes his mouth, making him look like a vampire.

Mammon: Little crooked, making him look even more cute. His fangs are large and golden. (also I couldn’t stop myself from drawing dimples in his cheeks)

Levi: Shark teeth, very sharp. Multiple rows of teeth, some of them poke out of his mouth. He also has a second jaw in the back of his mouth, like a moray eel.

Satan: Large tusks and he WILL bite you with them. Basically polar opposite to Lucifer’s. Also has a gap in the front.

Asmo: I have a headcanon that when Asmo fell and landed in Devildom he managed to land straight on his face, breaking half of his bones. He uses an unhealthy amount of magic to cover them up tho. His fangs are very straight, needle like.

Beel: Too many teeth. Like, WAY too many. They go all the way down into his throat. Also has two pairs of fangs, smaller in the front and beigger behind them. His smile is a little unsettling. His tongue is barbed.

Belphie: Small top teeth, since cows dont have top front teeth. You won’t see them unless he opens his mouth wide enough. His fangs do poke out tho. Talks with his bottom teeth. Also has a barbed tongue, like his twin.

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Mammon refers to himself and his kids as "the Great Mammon and his little Mamlings"

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you pull them by their belt and hold their waist

obey me x gn! reader

warnings: a tiny bit suggestive on asmo's part

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it’s rather hard to catch lucifer off guard, but congratulations! you succeeded. as he felt you pull his belt and tumbles somewhat gracefully into your arms, he holds onto your shoulders to stabilise himself from the surprise manoeuver. with not an inch of space between the two of you, he gives you a charming smirk- the one he knows you swoon for. “oh?” gently pinch the fat of his waist and pull him into a kiss, it’ll humble him.

mammon yelps as he all but crashes into you, even though you’re sure you didn’t pull that hard. “w-what was that for, huh?!” his face is so close if you so much as squirmed, you would kiss. and fortunately, he does- he’s never been one to stay still for very long. but he holds still as soon as your lips touch his. he hooks his arms around your neck to pull you even closer, and whines when you stop and say that the two of you can’t do this in the hallway.

leviathan lets out a very wobbly sound, and his hands are clamped up against his chest. you’ll have to gently tell him that it’s fine to hold you, and he’ll shakily put his hands on your shoulder. “y-you can’t just do that! give me a week- no, 2 weeks warning before you pull a killer move like this!!” he sounds like he’s complaining but the red on his face and the way he’s trying to hide an embarrassed smile is enough to tell you that he very much enjoys it. give him a kiss on the cheek if you want to, he’ll faint though.

“you..” you know just how to tug at satan’s heartstrings in all the right ways, don’t you? you’re 100% using the fact that he’s an absolute hopeless romantic for things like this to your own benefit, but he can’t get mad. not when he’s enjoying this as much as you are. gently pull him close, place your hand on his cheek and kiss him- maybe even dip him if you can. he’ll be yours forever.

asmodeus lets out the most dramatic gasp, like you ripped off his clothes right then and there when all you did was pull at his belt and hold his waist. he stares at you in shock for 2 seconds before he lets out the cutest giggle and practically throws himself onto you. “oh, dearie~ of course you want to hold me! who wouldn’t?” his arms around your neck pull you closer and he covers you in kisses, and now your face feels sticky from his lip gloss. if you mention it, he’ll invite you over to his room so he could help you wipe it off and spend the rest of the day with him.

beelzebub kind of just looks at you for a while, like he’s still processing what you’re doing. when his brain finally catches up to him and he realises he rather likes this position, he lets out the tiniest “oh..”. if you rub gentle circles into his hip while you hold his waist- he’ll fucking melt. his cheeks heat up and he looks down, he’s kind of embarrassed but he wants you to continue.

belphegor looks at where you’re holding and smiles- and he’s all flustered but he manages to look you in the eyes and tell you he likes it. “don’t worry, you can have me all to yourself. i won’t go anywhere.” he’ll try his best to not fall asleep, but he always wants to close his eyes when you hold him like this. before he knows it, he’s leaning on your shoulder and his head is tucked into the crook of your neck.

diavolo’s eyes widen at the unfamiliar feeling and then lets out one of his booming laughs. his cheeks start to heat up and he’s always surprised when you make him feel this way. “how courageous, my dear.” he’ll expect it to be a one-time thing but he’ll be pleasantly startled if you do it again. and every time, he gives you a light peck on the cheek. his favourite part is always when the position inevitably turns into a very long hug.

barbatos sucks in the smallest gust of air when he feels your hands on his waist, but his face soon turns neutral (though the pink on his cheeks are still there). “you certainly know how to surprise me, love.” his hand is under his chin like he usually does when he’s contemplating something or someone he finds amusing. he might do the same thing to you, but he likes it more when you do it.

you hear the most beautiful, softest gasp you’ve ever heard. simeon has always been breathtaking, but he’s even more so when his hands are delicately placed on your shoulder. he lets out the prettiest laugh you’ve ever heard and moves closer. “hello to you too, dove.” the way he looks at you will never not make your heart melt. it’s soft and sweet with just a hint of guilt and uncertainty- like he’s not sure he should be doing this with you but he will anyway because it makes him happy, and it seems to make you smile as well.

solomon looks at you in shock before he giggles, a sound that’s always been light and comforting. “something wrong, darling?” he teases, but in all honesty- moments like this are the reasons he wakes up in the morning. when he turns around in his bed and sees you sleeping peacefully, he knows he wouldn’t give this up for anything in the world. he could write a book on everything you make him feel, but for now- he relishes in this moment and kisses you like it’s the last time you’ll meet.

honorary mention:

yuki’s usually blank and rather daydreamy stare is gone when they feel a tug on their belt and a hand on their waist, replaced with a look of surprise, but it’s gone in an instant and in its place is content. “do you need something, lovely?” no matter your answer, all they do is give an airy chuckle. they’re known to be patient, but never when it comes to you, so it won’t take long for them to gently place their hand on the back of your neck and pull you closer- only to kiss the corner of your lips.

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Same but also bro I’m worryingly similar to MC

i want to study MC’s brain under a microscope

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How the brothers enter MC's room

We all know that NO ONE in this demon-filled household really knocks, but how exactly do they enter MC's room? Do they knock and just walk in? Do they throw the door open? Here's some of my headcanons of how each of the brothers enter MC's room:

Lucifer:

Knocks and enters without waiting for an answer

Like a parent

Probably entered MC's room while MC was in an awkward position once

Now he knocks and waits for a few seconds before entering

Still doesn't really expect an answer though

Mammon:

Just barges in like a madman

Awfully loud when doing it, too

Definitely lost the door handle once and now there's a hole in the wall

Covered it up with a poster of him that was in a majolish magazine

Leviathan:

Knocks but it's so quiet

Opens the door really slowly too

Nervously peaks his head in, asking if he can come in

He needs to show you something, MC. Let him in.

Although he already is halfway in the room

Satan:

Knocks and enters after a few seconds

If he's excited though, he'll just barge in

For example that one time he had to tell MC about that new book he started reading

Which they should read too btw

It's really good, MC. You really should give it a try, MC.

Asmodeus:

Just barges in like a (pretty) madman #2

You can hear them already in the hall before he barges in

The safest option would be to already open the door for them

Be ready for a lot of high-pitched squeals if you do that

Beelzebub:

The only one who respects privacy

Knocks & waits for a GODDAMN ANSWER

Sometimes messages MC before standing in front of their door

Letting them know beforehand like the sweetheart he is

Unless he's hangry

Belphegor:

Just walks in

Super quietly too

Poor MC had a heart attack when they came back from their bathroom

And suddenly their supposed to be empty room had a sleeping cow in the bed

A/n: They'll never learn... Oh, well. I hope you enjoyed and have a good day/night! :D

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Just a Little Reminder

Lucifer would want you to take pride in yourself, you're amazing and you deserve to feel that way

Mammon would want you to be greedy, it's not wrong to want nice things for yourself

Levi would want you to enjoy your passions, regardless of what others think

Satan would want you to allow yourself to feel your emotions, the good ones, the bad ones, and even the ugly ones

Asmo would want you to wear what you want, look the way you'd like, and love who you want to love

Beel would want you to eat, your body needs fuel

Belphie would want you to get some actual sleep, being tired all the time sucks

Diavolo would want you to take charge of your own destiny, you don't have to follow the path that people tell you to

Barbatos would want you to take a break, you can't spend all of your valuable time working

Luke would want you to stand up for yourself, you shouldn't have to be treated poorly

Simeon would want you to take the time to recharge when you need it, your mental health is worth more than the feelings of others

Solomon would want you to accept guidance when needed, its ok to ask for help, he wouldn't be where he is now without the guidance he received

overall, you deserve to be taken care of, not only by others but also by yourself. you're allowed to feel good about yourself and do what you like and just live and love and exist in the way you want to and you shouldn't let anyone give you shit for it

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MW2 Reaction to You Calling Them Submissive and Breedable

Warnings: 18+, Implications of Smut, Implied Dominant Reader, Implied Submissive Reader, Some Submissive MW2 Characters, Some Dominant MW2 Characters, No Pronouns used for Reader Except for ‘You’, Gendered Spanish Terms of Endearment (Fem-Leaning), Petnames, etc.

Ghost

“Careful, Darlin’,” he says, slowly, lowly, almost hushed. He has you backed against the counter, his hands flat atop it, thick, bulging arms caging you.

He presses his front against yours, his bulge catching you in just the right place.

“Pretty little mouth like that’ll send a man wild.” His breath is hot against your lips, with his just shy of yours. Ready to silence.

“And I won’t be held responsible for what happens when I lose control.”

König

“My, my,” he says, his voice heavy, eyes half-lidded. All the while, he’s approaching you, slowly.

“My little maus is being rather brave today, aren’t you?” He’s condescending. Deceptively so.

With a growl, he pounces, wrestling you down onto the bed, his weight both an unstoppable force and an immovable object as he bunches your hands in one of his, his other at the base of your throat. A warning. He grinds against you, his panting breath quivering at the friction. All the while he’s making dead eye contact with you.

He brings his mouth down beside your ear, his breath hot against your skin. “There won’t be an inch left of you that isn’t mine by the time I’m through with you.”

Soap

“Don’t tempt me, Dolly,” he whines, giving you a pleading look.

When you continue to tease him, to mess with the bull, he gives you his horns.

He pins your arms above your head, a rabid tint in his eye. Feral.

“I warned you,” he breathes, his grip tightening. “Whatever happens now is on your head.” His tone is as serious as death. “And my terms.”

Valeria

She won’t give you the chance to even finish the sentence before she has you pinned against a wall, her chest to your back and a hand around your throat.

“Don’t fuck with me, Querida,” she says, her voice low and hissing. You can feel the darkness settling over her eyes, feel the simmering, bubbling concoction of lust and rage overflow in the way she rocks her hips into the back of yours.

“Because you know I’ll fuck you twice as hard.”

Needless to say, she’s not letting you go until you are perfectly aware that it is you who is the submissive one in this relationship.

Price

“Is that so, Love?” Price’s voice carries, aromatic. His eyes crease and trail your silhouette as he hands you a smile. Throws you a bone. Gives you a chance.

His arms are folded over his chest, the image of strength, resilience, and resolve.

“You sure you don’t wanna take that back?” he says, voice lowering. His head tilts, and his smile begins to retract into a smirk. There’s a hunger to his demeanour. His voice husks.

“Before I make you.”

Horangi

Initially flabbergasted. Then, abashed. Though, he doesn’t want you to know that.

“Negative. A baseless accusation.” He says, humourless. Though, that is his effort to try and hold back the storm, to fortify the floodgates. To keep the excitement in his chest from boiling over.

He stands toe to toe with you, his eyes sharp, dark and unwavering. A look of reproach, though he was from far above it with the thoughts racing through his mind right now.

“And I’d suggest you keep them to yourself,” his hand slithers up your side, takes your shoulder, mock reassurance in his grip. “Before someone decides to punish you for your transgressions.”

Alejandro

“Oh?” His tone is playful as he turns to face you, leaning against the countertop, his arms folded and his smile a signature upon his face.

“Well, then, you’ll have to come and dominate me.” His grin is a disguise. “Only, of course,” he pushes off, walking towards you, intent in his gait. He’s before you now, his chest touching yours. “If you can get me to behave.”

His hand wraps around your hip and squeezes you. His smile is sly. “Else, you’re just a dog whose bark is bigger than its bite.”

“And I can assure you,” his other hand slides around your shoulders, pulls you closer. “That my bite is bigger.”

Rodolfo

“I have no doubt about it, Mi Amor,” he tells you, still carefully crafting you the sandwich you requested. When finished, he passes you the creation, the lack of double-sidedness to his words reassuring. Or inviting. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Little did you know that beneath his butterscotch exterior lay the heart of a lovingly maniacal masochist who, after your little conversation, took to trying to poke the bear, to feed the lion between the bars of the cage.

And you repaid him in kind by giving in to his trap and straddling him, late into the evening, pinning his arms above his head, making vibrant conversation of the obscenities you were going to perform on him.

And he didn’t resist once, instead soaking up every ounce of love you had to give.

Graves

“Sure thing, Doll Face,” he says, blasé. Dismissive. He doesn’t even turn to face you, instead making a mild hand gesture, looking down at his documents.

“Though, let’s be honest,” he flips through his papers. “There’s nothing I can’t make you do for the right sum.” The tinge in his voice is equally as void as before, as if he were stating a fact.

Graves’ fetish for finance (and its many persuasive effects) did little to protect him from your wrath.

And you told him as much – that “No amount can save you now,” before wrecking him.

Truer words were never spoken; especially now as he sat at his desk, his body and pride sore after the fact. Though, he can’t help but crack a smile at the memory. Perhaps he’ll invoke your dominant side more often…

Gaz

“Oh, really?” he says, almost challengingly. He hands you a skeptical look, smiling all the while. Practically chuckling.

“I’d like to see you try.”

Regardless of how capable Gaz is in physical training, he truly is powerless against your advances. That much is proven when he’s pinned beneath you, breathless and whining and clawing at your thighs.

He never challenged you again after that... Well, except when he wanted to.

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Late to the poll but just know that I fucking hate it

how do you feel about the tumblr shop taking the place of the account tab on the mobile app?

please reblog after voting for a better sample

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Mc: * fighting with lucifer* "Fuck you too you emo ass 4 winged ass turkey lookin ass bitch"!"

Asmo: *Laughing so hard he's wheezing* "im- I'm gonna throw up - "

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lemme hold his hand

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Asmo: Behold, I am Asmodeus, Avatar of Lust. Worship me, mortals! I bear the titles of the Jewel of the Heavens, the–

MC: –Light of my life, apple of my eye. You are Spring’s first blossom, of Summer’s passionate heat, grace of Fall’s parting, sweet as a cozy Winter’s treat. With your permisson–

Asmo: O-oh my–

MC, wooing: –Let me worship you, in bed.

Asmo, is wooed: Oh my! Yes!!

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Lucifer: What are the symptoms of human depression?

Solomon: Why are you asking me?

Lucifer: Because, MC was doing laundry and they dropped a sock and I heard them say “Why has God forsaken me?”

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I think everyone should remember asmo is cannonly physically stronger then Beel..