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Satan: *interrupts Lucifer*

Lucifer: Don't interrupt me.

MC: *interrupts Lucifer*

Lucifer: Go ahead, love. I'm listening.

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listen…satan’s demon form outfit is so disrespectful. so i did my own (very indulgent) take on his look. i tried to incorporate elements from the original design, but did my best to be a little less literal with some aspects!

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A little more realistic portrait of Nadia from The Arcana

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I don't have time to answer requests tonight so I'm continuing with this cool series

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚SATAN proposing headcanons ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Marriage… its not even unimaginable 

He's thought about it quite a few times actually. Maybe not his own, but everytime he reads a good romance series, a wedding at the end is a must. The tension, the action, the climax, the anxiety on whether or not s/he will show up to the reception… 

Of course, weddings arent necessarily like they are in books 

Although they could be.

Satan knew the minute he laid eyes on you that you'd be the one he'd end up proposing to, as cliché as that sounds 

However, he has never truly thought about his own wedding before, or his own proposal 

He knows it has to be romantic. It has to capture him. It cant be half assed and it can't be taken lightly, but even with all of this in mind, he cant seem to come to a good census. 

One thing is for certain: the ring has to look enchanted, one of a kind. He wont settle for just a measly diamond because you deserve way better than that, but he also wants it to represent him, since he is, officially, making you his. 

The ring will be a yellow gold diamond filigree with an emerald in the middle. It reminds him of a enchanted fairy tale, which is perfect because to him you are an enchanted fairytale. The emerald, of course, represents him and by placing it in the middle, he's making sure youre not forgetting him. 

As for the actual proposal? Well he wouldn't be Satan if he didnt do something romantic 

Now, of course part of him HAS to be cliché

Candlelight, rose petals, a picnic blanket under the stars with food that he definitely prepared himself. He'll hide it under the disguise of a nice date because cmon, you deserve it

But in reality, he has everything figured out, and he added his own twist to it as well 

"You look stunning underneath the moonlight…" 

Hes been giving you compliments all evening. What can he say, hes quite the charmer 

Although there's definitely a blush evident on his cheeks 

He'll invite you for a nice walk, making sure to hold your hand tightly as he talks, or lets you talk. 

But then he'll suddenly stop you under a random tree, or at least you think it's random 

"You know, trees have layers, much like an onion. Much like you and me. Some people don't care for trees and their layers, others are fascinated by it. I think that perfectly describes people. Some you don't care about, others you find deeply mesmerizing. I find you deeply mesmerizing, (Y/N), and you are one of the few trees I am fascinated by. Your bark, your leaves, your roots… I want to see and hold and cherish it all. That's why…" 

He pulls out the ring box, which he added his own personal twist to. As he opens the box, you see a bunch of papers scurry downward before coming together in a small book, a beautifully drawn tree resting on the top page titled "the story of us". Over that, the ring is being held, shimmering in the evening moonlight. He gets down on his knee, smiling softly 

"That's why I want to spend the rest of our lives continuing to learn of your past, protect you in your present, and be there for the future. You are beautiful inside and out. You're my fairytale come to life, for a lack of better phrasing, and what kind of Prince would I be, would i not take this chance. I ask you, (Y/N), with my love in your heart, and this ring in front of you, will you make me the happiest man by marrying me?"

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The Brothers react to an MC who accidentally says “I love you”

It really sucks you plan on writing a bunch but your chronic illness has other plans. This would’ve come sooner if my body would cooperate. Anyway, one is a little shorter than usual because I’m practicing writing shorter. I hope you all still like it! Have an awesome day =)

Lucifer

Isn’t shocked at all that you love him. He’s known for a while now you’ve had feelings for him, you’ve just not had the courage to tell him.

He is surprised that you say it so suddenly, and so obviously on accident. Your shock and embarrassment are plain on your face.

Lucifer doesn’t want you to feel that way. He wants you to feel pride when you say you love him.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed MC. I’ve know you’ve felt this way for a long time. Let me show you how happy I am that you finally said it.”

He leans in toward you, so you’re at eye level. He stays that way before slowly leaning in and kissing you passionately.

When you finally break a part, he remains close. In a low, seductive voice he asks “Can I finally say you’re mine alone?”

Mammon

You’re both as flustered as each other. Red faces, eyes looking at everything and the sudden stop in conversation make it obvious.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Mammon looks you squarely in the eye and mutters something, but its too quiet for you to hear.

You grow confused, and wonder if he said anything at all. Before you can ask, the demon before you seems to gather all the courage in himself.

“I love you MC! I really, really love you! So please be mine ok? I can’t stand the though of you being with anyone else.” he blurts out.

With both confessions now in the open, the awkwardness dissipates, and you both move toward each other and kiss. It’s a warm, loving kiss that you’ve both secretly been desperately longing for.

Mammon wastes no time letting everyone know you’re together. He wants everyone to know you’re his.

Leviathan

Levi can barely comprehend what he just heard. You love him? How could someone like you love a disgusting otaku like him?

“Yo-  Y- YOU LOVE ME?!? How could you do that?!?”

He sees you deflate at his words. The embarrassment and seeming rejection of your feelings leading you to silently start to leave the room.

Levi knows he can’t lose you like this. “Don’t leave MC. I love you ok? I absolutely love you. You’re not just my Henry, you’re my everything.”

With those words, Levi pounced on you with a kiss. It was quick, and Levi’s inexperience was obvious, but it was sweet and loving anyway.

Still a nervous wreck, Levi decides he can’t waste this moment. “So, will you be mine MC?”

The two of you spend the rest of the day in his room, enjoying the same activities with a special new bond.

Satan

Satan slams the book he’s been reading shut on his fingers from the shock your words give him.

He’s so happy you chose him and even if you didn’t mean to, told him how you feel.

He doesn’t want to waste more time. Using his superior speed he’s next to you in a moment, and taking you into a deep kiss.

When that kiss ends he takes the opportunity to let you know how he feels, all while kissing up and down your face and neck between each word.

“I *kiss* love *kiss*  you *kiss* MC *kiss* be *kiss* mine *kiss* forever.”

Satan decides that you should have your first date immediately. After all, what better way to celebrate your new relationship then some bonding?

He chooses his favourite bookshop. It helps it’s large and has plenty of narrow aisles for you two to “browse��.

Asmodeus

Asmo wasn’t expecting it, but he’s delighted you said it. He adores those words when they come from you.

He wants to hear those words come from your mouth a million more times! He wants all three realms to know the love you have for each other.

He quickly takes you down from your shock and embarrassment by smothering you in kisses and compliments.

“You’re beautiful MC! Every part of you is perfect and I’m the luckiest demon in existence to be loved by you.”

He softly takes your hands, rubbing circles gently along your knuckles. He looks you in the eye and asks “Will you be mine MC? And will you let me be yours? We’ll make such a cute match!”

The two of you are open with your affection from then on, and soon the entire Devildom know you’re together.

Beelzebub

Beel’s thrilled and your words are better than any food he’s every had. They satisfy him in a way nothing else has.

He doesn’t like that you’re embarrassed though. He wants you to be as happy as he is.

With a face flushed red he looks at you with an adoring smile.

“I love you too MC. You’re the only one who has helped me be truly at peace. Please don’t leave. I want you to stay forever.”

He keeps looking at you, and you realise he’s asking permission. You give him a nod and he wastes no time and pulls you into a kiss.

When the kiss ends, Beel asks “Does this mean we’re together now? Or can we at least keep doing that?”

Beel wastes no time taking you to all his favourite food spots to celebrate. He loves feeding you and getting kisses too.

Belphegor

Belphie though he was still napping when you accidentally confessed. He often dreamed of you, or walked in your dreams so why would this be different?

He’s perceptive though, and your sudden awkwardness clued him in to his situation being very real, albeit accidental on your part.

“Hey, you don’t need to be so embarrassed. You know I love you too, right?”

Before you can respond he launches forward and dives into a passionate kiss. It conveys all his feelings for you in one action.

The kiss lasts until your both breathless and need to pull a part.

Emboldened by the kiss, Belphie decides to ask something he’s wanted to for a long time. “So this means we can take things further now, right MC?”

In celebration of your new relationship status, you take a celebratory nap which lasts well past dinnertime.

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I present to you:

THE SEVEN LORDS OF HELL (the devildom)!

Tremble and fall to your knees, all who defy these fallen angels.

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How would the demon boys react to some random demon saying that they "went soft" while they were with MC? love your page btw x

Oh ho ho I see! This is going to be fun! And thank you, I love seeing everyone's support!

Lucifer:

Him? Soft? Impossible

The audacity that lesser demon had was almost respectable

But he wasn't going to let it slide

"Perhaps I've been too kind to beings like you, if you truly believe I've grown soft you won't mind me practising my new equipment on you-"

"Luci? What cha doing? I've been looking for you."

As soon as he saw you he didn't even realize the love sick expression on his face

The lesser demon snickered

He realized he didn't keep his mask up

They believed they were going to go free due to his embarassment

But they only made him grip the demons face tighter, his sharp nails digging into their flesh

"not right now, I'm currently putting a demon in their place-"

"oh okay! Don't take too long, you promised you'd help me go shopping, there was a really cute outfit and I don't want to miss it."

"yes, of course, now run along."

You kissed his cheek, thanking him for taking you out

He happily sighed

Quickly placing a kiss on your lips before you left

His head snapped back to the demon with a blood thirsty smirk

"where were we?"

Mammon:

Him?! Soft?! He's got a reputation to uphold!

Like his rep isn't already destroyed by being a bunch of witches servant

Whilst he is feared for his status as a demon, in general his rep is more 'famous guy who Everyone respects but will laugh at him at any given chance'

But Don't tell mammon that

So when a leaser demon says he's gone soft due to you he's insulted

He grabs the lesser demon by the collar, yanking them towards him, pulling down his shades just enough to show off his furious glare

"You're real bold for speaking up against me like that, I'm the avatar of greed! I can destroy your well being with just a slight influence-"

You came marching towards him, brows knitted

"Mammon!!!! Stop picking fights, you promised we'd go to cafe today, I even made sure we'd get matching couples items."

You shoved your phone in his face, showing off the link he sent you

He wanted to go to the cafe due to the couple's coupon and the fact you were allowed matching gifts you can buy

"You Damn human-! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?! The great mammon needs to defend his rep!"

"you're wasting your time, the cafe is going to get packed if we don't go now."

He didn't budge, trying to counter you but you just raised a brow

You let have a few moments before Rollin your eyes

"I'm going without you."

"BABY NO!!! DON'T LEAVE ME-! I'M COMING I SWEAR!"

He immediately hugged you and was pouting, complaining you embarassed him

But he quickly forgave you when you kissed the corner of his mouth, reminding him he couldn't jump into trouble or else his grades will be effected

Lucifers orders of course

Levithan:

"I will summon Loton on you for even perceiving me!"

It was a bold move on the lesser demons part

And today the ocean demon didn't feel like being talked to by anyone so hearing this made it even worse

He raised his hand in the air, magic glowing at his finger tips

The lesser demon gulped, regretting thinking Levi would be easy to mess with

"Levi, don't summon Loton, we'll get in trouble."

He didn't even realize you were there nor did he notice you arrive

He pouted, lowering his arm and started quickly moving his arms as he spoke

"But they're saying I've grown soft! That's insulting to demons! Especially high ranking ones! It's basically saying I'm a loser!"

"As a high ranking demon, just ignore them~ you're just fine~!"

You didn't want to deal with getting levi out of trouble because he flooded one part of R.A.D so you went to save the confident lesser demon

You grabbed his shoulders, nuzzling your cheek on his

He wanted to push you away due to embarassment and the fact it was in public

But he couldn't help but do the same, squishing his face next to yours with a massive blush on his face

"You're not helping-"

"You're great, let's go back home and finish the game we were playing."

The lesser demon was spared.....for now

Satan:

Does he look like the type to go soft?

Sure he was normally a pleasant guy to be around but soft???!

Despite his charming smile and gentle peaceful presence, he was known for being the most aggressive out of his brother's

So some lesser demon saying he's soft? He wanted to just scoff and ignore it but it chewed at him

"Soft...? Hm, you won't be saying anything when I'm done with you, you'll be too busy crying and gurgling on your own-"

"There you are! I wanted to give the book you let me borrow back- am I interrupting?"

You looked between the cowering demon in Satan's grasp

His horns flickering in out and out, his expression immediately going soft when he looked at you

"yes but what did you think of the book? I thought the characterization of the main lead was the selling point of the whole thing."

"oh definitely but chapter 104 had the best arc."

Satan opened his mouth, removing one his hands off the other demons throat to point at the book but his finger curled

Deciding to not argue with you

"I'll have to debate you on that one - excuse me I need to finish it here before I can debate you on arcs, I won't be long."

You nodded, kissing Satan's cheek and gave the lesser demon a sympathetic look

The lesser demon couldn't enjoy their freedom for long as Satan turned back to them, snarling

Let's just hope he decides it isn't worth his time for that demons sake

Asmodeus:

"me? Soft? Honey, I'm never soft~ I'm always hard~!"

The lesser demon cringed

Asmo crossed his arms, deflating slightly as his joke didn't land

Sure he was offended Someone would call him soft

But it's not like really based his reputation as being some intimidating thing, he wanted to be loved and admired!

But being soft can get you disrespected

So something has to be done and asmo is known definitely by his brothers for getting physical when needed

"Don't look so disgusted, you do understand who you're talking to, right? The avatar of lust - I'm able to bring out all your desires, I know you like things rough so let me show just how violent i can get-"

"hey, are you done threatening-flirting? Whatever you're doing, I need help with some design choices."

You definitely didn't know what you walked in but the lustful demon was your best bet to go to

He was currently caging a lesser demon to a wall and harshly gripping their chin

You just wanted a second opinion on your clothing designs!

"I'll be right there! Can you hold on for a moment please?"

You nodded, sensing the angry aura coming off him

"sure, I got wipes in my bag incase you need them."

"you're wonderful, I love you~!"

He sent you a few air kisses as he smiled at you, you shook your head at his affection

You were thankful you didn't look back because as soon as you walked away you heard a scream

And you were pretty sure it wasn't a good one

Beezlebub:

The lesser demon sure had balls to approach this walking mountain

Was no one intimidated by jocks anymore?

They snarled and teased that he was going soft, expecting a reaction

But Beel just glared at them, his resting bitch face coming in handy

"don't talk to me."

It wasn't long before you found him, he was walking through the halls heading to the main door

"heyy Beel-y, What's up?"

"a demon said I've grown soft....have I?"

You blinked a few times, not expecting the question

You definitely didn't expect the Insecure look on his face

The closer you got to him he was definitely a softie, he was always gentle with you and is super kind

To you, he hasn't changed at all

"I think you have from what I've heard but I don't think that's a bad thing, you can still hold your ground and it just means you're letting yourself not be on guard."

"that makes me feel better, you always know what to say - I'm hungry, let's go eat."

You linked your arms with him, both of you smiling

"sure! I heard there's a nice dessert place opening up!"

Belphegor:

"I think you're talking to the wrong demon, I haven't grown soft."

Again, lesser demons are getting too gutsy towards these demon brother's

Belphegor has never woken up and not chose violence

Sure he was a big cuddle bug and sleeping most of the time

But he could be absolutely ruthless -In words and actions!

"Belphie, I'm heading to the study room, wanna join?"

You didn't really care he was about to go toe to toe with another demon

Knowing he was going to win anyway but you did want to give him a chance to get away

He was on thin ice and could be put on house arrest if he kept acting up and pranking people

"I'm in the middle of threatening Someone right now."

"Alright, don't go too crazy or else you'll get in trouble but I'll be waiting, I bought a pillow for you to sleep on~"

You tugged the pillow out of your bag, wiggling abit as you showed it off

You were already walking away before the sleepy demon could say anything else

He glared at the lesser demon

"I'll prove them wrong another time, too much energy wasted if I did it now."

He immediately went jogging after you, looping an arm around your waist and nuzzled his cheek on your shoulder

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Oooh can I request Satan with 7 or 41 for the kiss prompt?

Omg I love my cat boy pftt yesss

7. Passionate kisses

It wasn't often that Satan got jealous. He knew he was smarter than any of his brothers, not only that, but he always tried to one up Lucifer at anything and actually succeeded. So he had no reason to be jealous at all.

Yet...

Why, was it that right now, he felt a small burst of anger in his chest? He shouldn't care. He didn't care.

But. Right now, you were just so close to Lucifer, talking about some book or something. He wasn't going to do anything, until he saw his older brother look at him directly in the eye, smirk, and then get closer to you, whispering something in your ear and making you laugh.

He knew that Lucifer was trying to make him jealous on purpose, and dammit it was working.

Satan closed his book, startling Levi, who was sitting beside him on the couch playing a game, and began walking towards you.

Lucifer's smirk got bigger and Satan walked in front of you. Once you saw him, you looked up from your phone (which had a picture of a book in it -probably the one you were talking about-) and you smiled sweetly up at him, clearly not knowing what Lucifer was planning.

"Oh hey Satan, what's up?" You asked innicently, and Satan immediately softened up a bit. Then, glaring at Lucifer, he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him.

"Hmm? Satan what's wro-mmph!" You felt your face heat up as Satan's lips locked against yours, his hand on your back and the other one cupping your cheeks.

You heard Lucifer chuckle from behind you and the rest of the brothers gasp in surprise (Mammon yelling st Satan to stop and get a room ya weirdoes)

Both of your tongues danced roughly against each other, and soon you pulled away and were left panting. You looked up at Satan with a shocked and embarrassed expression, but he just smiled.

Maybe next time Lucifer wouldn't get under his skin like that.

Promt from: kissing scenarios

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The fact that satan sleeps like a sexy tortured academic by candlelight is killing me

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Satan + 2 (Hand kisses) and Beel + 9 (First kisses) for the Kissing Prompt, please? 🥺 Since my BDay is the 27th, if it's not too much trouble.😅 I legit love your writing and hope you're doing well! ❤

Hehe sure thing! And Happy Birthday 🎉🎂

I hope you've had a wonderful day!!!!

Satan:

2. Hand kisses (Satan x MC)

Even if Satan was the avatar of wrath, he was a perfect gentleman. He'd always open doors for you or he'd offer you his arm when you went on walks together. And then, when you started dating, he became even more charming. Sometimes he'd bring you books for the two of you to read, or sneak some of your favorite chocolate into your pocket.

But your absolutely favorite thing that he did, was that whenever the two of you said good morning or goodnight and were about to depart, he'd grab your hand and kiss your knuckles, smiling sweetly up at you.

The first time he did it, you were coming back from one of your first dates (going to his favorite library and then having a small picnic in the woods.) He left you at your bedroom door, his smile unable to fade from his face.

Mammon was, of course, there in your room waiting, clearly a bit salty about his younger brother dating you.

A goodbye kiss on the lips was certainly out of the question. Satan wanted to punch his brother right now of course, but he was clearly in way too good of a mood to do it.

Besides, he didn't want to ruin your date with his temper like that, so he tried remembering what were some things humans also did to show their affection. There were hugs, but he wanted it to be a bit more intimate (and also to piss of Mammon for cockblocking you like that.) He went through every option in his head until he finally found the perfect one.

He smiled and looked like he got an idea. As Satan bid you farewell, letting go of your hand which he had been holding since that afternoon.

Before you left though, he grabbed your hand, and then smiled up at you while kissing your knuckles. It immediately made you blush and another certain demon start shouting so Satan quickly left and squeezed your hand before walking away. You chuckled as you noticed that his ears were red, almost redder than your entire face.

Now, the two of you had been dating for a while. You reserved kisses on the lips for whenever you were in a more private space, and whenever your were at school or in front of his brothers, he'd be holding your hand, squeezing it every now and then and then kissing it.

Whenever he did it though, he had to turn his head away for you for a bit.

You always bit back a laugh as you saw his ears turn red.

The avatar of wrath was also a very cute demon, and you loved every little thing about him.

Beel:

9. First kisses (Beel x MC)

You were now an official couple! Yay!

When you confessed to Beelzebub you were so surprised to learn that not only did he like you back, but also that he wanted to date you! That day the two of you were beyond pumped, smiling shyly at one another and he even saved some food for you (which you gave back to him immediately btw which made his heart melt.)

No matter how much he loved food though, he felt like he needed to do something nice for you too when you always got something for him. He just felt like he really needed to spoil you too for a bit. His immediate thought was food of course, but he was sure he wouldn't be able to hold back on a cake while he baked, or if he asked Simeon to bake one for you. So he decided to go to the expert on romance, Asmo!

Yeahhhhhhh..... he got some really....interesting ideas that involved you two, the bethroom, and some whipped cream. No matter how much Beel liked food, he knew it was a bit too early to do them, so he left and went to Satan. Definetly a much better choice. His older brother, happy to help him gave him so many ideas, going from a nice date in a place that you found special, to having a picnic in the observatory. So, he uh....tried.

He had a hard time preparing lunch and dinner, and no matter how much he definitely loved you more than food, he couldn't hold back! It was in his nature, and he always felt so bad after it. That afternoon, you found him sitting down on the corner of the stairs, eating a very delicious looking taco, but he really looked like he wasn't enjoying it. You immediately sat down beside him and asked him what was wrong, and he explained everything to you, how you were always the one spoiling him and how he had wanted to return the favor, but since he was pretty new at this whole dating thing, didn't know how to do it. You felt your heart melt and caressed his cheek, also cleaning a bit of crumbs from the taco off his face.

"Beel....thank you. I love spoiling you, and you don't have to pay me back for it. Being with you is enough reward." You smiled.

Beel blushed, clearly happy, but kept insisting on giving you something. You both thought in silence for a bit, until you snapped your fingers and glaced at him.

"How about...every time I give you some of my food, you pay me back with a kiss?"

You tried to sound confident while saying it, even if it was your first time ever kissing someone. Beel though, immediately perked up and gave you a big smile.

"A kiss.... you're a genius MC! From now on, I'll trade you food for kisses."

The first few times it had caught you by surprise. You didn't really think he would remember, but he did, and a few days later when you gave him half of your donut, he immediately gave you a peck on the lips, quickly pulling away with his fed as red as Diavolo's hair, and you were so surprised for a few minutes, you couldn't even look at him straight in the eye.

The next times you were a bit more prepared, and Beel was a bit more confident. He would shyly take the food from you and look at you, as if asking for permission. When you nodded he would slowly kiss you. These times they lasted a bit longer, and the two of you would smile when you pulled away.

One time, you bought him one of his favorite cakes, and he immediately grabbed your waist and dipped you down, kissing you passionately, his tongue lightly pressed against yours.

He was definetly as surprised as you, but to everyone's dismay he didn't stop doing it (that was until you and his brothers had to give him a talk about PDA and then you resorted to go back to small pecks on the lips!)

Prompt from: kissing scenarios!

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Oooh can I request Satan with 7 or 41 for the kiss prompt?

Omg I love my cat boy pftt yesss

7. Passionate kisses

It wasn't often that Satan got jealous. He knew he was smarter than any of his brothers, not only that, but he always tried to one up Lucifer at anything and actually succeeded. So he had no reason to be jealous at all.

Yet...

Why, was it that right now, he felt a small burst of anger in his chest? He shouldn't care. He didn't care.

But. Right now, you were just so close to Lucifer, talking about some book or something. He wasn't going to do anything, until he saw his older brother look at him directly in the eye, smirk, and then get closer to you, whispering something in your ear and making you laugh.

He knew that Lucifer was trying to make him jealous on purpose, and dammit it was working.

Satan closed his book, startling Levi, who was sitting beside him on the couch playing a game, and began walking towards you.

Lucifer's smirk got bigger and Satan walked in front of you. Once you saw him, you looked up from your phone (which had a picture of a book in it -probably the one you were talking about-) and you smiled sweetly up at him, clearly not knowing what Lucifer was planning.

"Oh hey Satan, what's up?" You asked innicently, and Satan immediately softened up a bit. Then, glaring at Lucifer, he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him.

"Hmm? Satan what's wro-mmph!" You felt your face heat up as Satan's lips locked against yours, his hand on your back and the other one cupping your cheeks.

You heard Lucifer chuckle from behind you and the rest of the brothers gasp in surprise (Mammon yelling st Satan to stop and get a room ya weirdoes)

Both of your tongues danced roughly against each other, and soon you pulled away and were left panting. You looked up at Satan with a shocked and embarrassed expression, but he just smiled.

Maybe next time Lucifer wouldn't get under his skin like that.

Promt from: kissing scenarios

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Brothers and MC domestic vibes??? I want to marry these bois 😅😅😂😂

I'm assuming you meant the brothers WITH MC 😅❤ also I suck at domestic stuff so here my disclaimer

THE BROTHERS domestic vibes with MC

Lucifer:

Very traditional roles

Will have a soundproof office because wow the grind doesnt stop

Does help out around the house but hes more like "the man works, you do the rest"

Very opinionated and will start arguments

Never apologized verbally, he just kind of snuggles his way into your space and kisses you instead

Very much a "I need a kiss before work" kind of person

Actions > words

Loves a huge back yard with colors but the inside definitely has to be dark

Every room in the house has been "christened" if you know what I mean

Very loving but doesnt always show it

Mammon:

Lowkey useless when it comes to helping around the house, sorry

Loves pets and actually takes care of them better than you or himself

Tickle fights

Weird love confessions in the middle of the night

So many romance movies being watched and he WILL cry

Super emotional but also super intune with your emotions and ALWAYS knows how you feel

Never not makes you happy

So many inside jokes

"Chase you around the house" kind of love

Leviathan:

Still a child who plays video games

There needs to be a whole room dedicated to games and way too many figures/DVDs/etc...

So many trips to the Aquarium

Also many trips to the beach

Super loving toward you but he sucks at housework.

Cooking is on fleek though!!!

Lots of cuddly nights where he just runs his fingers through his hair

So many "I love yous" and cute little pecks on the cheek

Satan:

So many cats and books its not even funny

Dedicated the biggest room in the house to his books and its still not enough room

Tries to always cook for you and hes honestly good at it

Finds comfort in a fire place

Always cleans with you because its more fun together

Plays pranks on you for his own amusement.

Argues a lot but will always apologizes sooner or later

Early morning sex when the world is barely alive

So many walks with you because nature

Asmodeus:

Beauty for days

Takes over all the bathrooms and feels no shame

Mini fashion shows inside the house

Always makes you feel beautiful and gives you spa days aka he'll give you an in-depth massage and paint your nails

So much sex

Always tries to cook with you but he low-key sucks

Dont expect him to do heavy lifting because he won't

Just wants an easy going life and might get a servant, lets be real, so you and him can just ~relax~

Beelzebub:

So much cooking

Like domestic beel still eats as much as an elephant and grocery shopping happens 5/7 days a week

Equality 👋👋👋

Gender roles? Don't exist.

Actually finds comfort in cleaning and the house is usually spotless

Home workouts all the time

Lots of cuddly mornings with you

Definitely baking together and turning the kitchen into a mess but hey it was fun

There HAS to be a dog okay sorry i dont make the rules

Belphegor:

Still as lazy as ever

Oh the clothes are piling up? 🤷🤷🤷

Lowkey argues but tries to just keep his mouth shut

Actually likes to cook, much like beel, and cooks FOR you every once in a while

Late night talks

Always cuddling on the couch and watching ridiculous movies, laughing at the characters

Wants a dog because theyre fluffy

Is a lazy type of husband and you will need to kick his ass on more than one occasion

Hates housework so hes low-key like Lucifer in the sense that he appreciates traditional roles

[sinnywords]

Lemon Dreams: Part 1

[NSFW]

Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan

a bit of spicey lil dreams the brothers have of MC. If requested, I’ll add the undateables (minus Luke) into a Part 3.

Gender-Neutral as always.

MINORS:

DO NOT INTERACT

DO NOT PROCEED

Be smart, have common sense.

I’m not responsible for your irresponsibility.

You see the warnings. I put them out plainly. Adhere.

‼️WARNINGS‼️

NSFW, mature theme, mature content, implied intercourse, nudity, swearing, light bondage, BDSM, tidbit of pet play, wet dreams,

IF I MISSED ANY, PLEASE INFORM ME

Author’s Note (Sorry, I’ll try to be brief):

Trying my hand at some “light” N S F W content to see how I do and see how it goes.

Thank you all, once again, for the love and support and positive responses!! You’re enjoyment is the reason I keep doing what I love to do✨ Please: stay healthy, stay safe, stay you, and stay ruling them all, MCs 💕

- DevildomDoofus

💙Lucifer:

Regrettably, it has been nearly a millennia since he’s had any amount of a decent shuteye due to his brothers’ antics, his oversight of R.A.D., and obligations to Diavolo so you can only imagine the amount of fatigue that he felt in his mind, body, and soul. But because of his image and his own personal desire to be nothing short of perfect, he couldn’t simply rest whenever or wherever he pleased. It was outlandish to even consider the idea. Unfortunately, the side effects of denying himself any form of rest were starting to show. It was causing him to make mistakes he wouldn’t normally make and Diavolo had to personally intervene, using his authority on behalf of his dear friend’s health or lack thereof and demanded that he take a day off. He was the only one in all of the realms that could try and convince this workaholic to put on the breaks. You, yourself, have tried before but Lucifer was as stubborn as the days of summer were long and you felt like you were talking to a brick wall. But because Lucifer could not deny his prince’s demands, he reluctantly obliged... but not without absolute confirmation that nothing would go wrong while he was absent and as soon as he felt rested enough, he would return immediately.

Locking himself away in his room while putting a soundproof spell on the outside of it, he finally sits down at his desk and leans back in his chair as he sluggishly closes his eyes. The silence was both mildly relaxing and extremely uncomfortable as it was so rare for the world around him to be so... quiet. so undisturbed. So peaceful.

It was a bit unnerving.

He sighs deeply. This whole resting thing was going to be a lot more difficult than he originally thought. He stands up to go grab a vinyl record, places it on the antique gramophone and turns the device on. The orchestra makes their way through the metal funnel and the melody of the instruments echo beautifully throughout his room. “Much better,” he hums to himself. He tosses his coat aside, unbuttons his vest and drops it to the floor, removes his button-up shirt, kicks off his shoes, and does away with his belt while his pants follow suit. He dons his nighttime robe and finally slides into his bed. As soon as he hits the mattress, his eyes shut and his mind turns off, allowing him to drift swiftly into a deep slumber.

The dream started out like any other dream he’s had in his life; it’s mundane and not much is going on. It’s practically the same as ‘bringing work home with him’ but in his dreams. He’s at his desk, crossing his t’s, dotting his i’s, finalizing some paperwork, and the like, while the stress from his waking hours begins to find its way back to him like a boomerang.

Then, as if by magic, all of his stress melted away as soon as he heard a knock on his door along with your voice calling for him softly on the other side. He smirks. “You may enter.” He kept his head low as you stepped in due to the fact that he was finishing signing a particular paper. “Just a moment,” he instructs, as the last cursive letter finds its place on the paper. He begins to lift his eyes to meet yours. “Now, what can I do for yo-...” He freezes.

There you were, standing before him, in nothing but one of his ties hanging loosely around your neck. His jaw clenches and his fist tighten into a ball so firmly that his knuckles turn white under his gloves.

‘Like a lamb to it’s slaughter,’ he quotes, internally.

Needless to say, the dream takes a more DRASTIC turn and he’s got you bent over the desk, hands tied up with his tie that you so graciously considered to bring with you, and his name pouring out of your lips like a faucet. He’s taking you all for himself, piece by divine piece, with every snap of his hips, bite of your skin, and claw of your flesh. What a sight you were beneath him.

The moment he wakes, his body is covered in a ‘morning’s dew’ of sweat and the sheets of his bed have become painfully heavy on his lower half. His heart is still thumping wildly in his chest and his eyes are darting everywhere in his room, ensuring that he’s alone and no one can see him in such a disheveled state. He uses part of his robe to dab away the sweat from his brow and then rubs his eyes as he collects himself.

Spends the next many few hours calming himself down and hoping that he is blessed by some unholy miracle where NOBODY walks in...

especially you...

with nothing but his tie hanging loosely around your neck and-...

Ah shit.

The following morning at breakfast, he is eyeing you rather heavily from across the table and his brothers take notice but never dare to say a word. They just assume that you’ve done something to piss him off again and want no part of it.

They are not entirely wrong, though. You had unknowingly irked him quite a bit.

You entered his dreams without permission, made such a delectable spectacle of yourself in front of him, and caused him to feel things that no other demon, angel, human, nor any other soul for that matter, has been able to make him feel. And now he has to deal with these explicit thoughts and feelings, especially when you’re around or in his vicinity, along with many other things that demand his attention and it’s all just so irritating. Delightfully irritating. The kind of irritating he secretly enjoys.

The next few days, you never really get the sense that anything is off with Lucifer for how well he carries himself, no matter his circumstances, and yet... he seems to be less physical with you. Normally, he would give you the occasional hand on the shoulder or upper back when you needed guidance, allow you to lean on his shoulder when your days had been particularly rough and you needed to rest, or pinch your cheek when he teased you but lately... he wouldn’t even keep eye contact with you for very long without turning away and- was that a hint of pink in his cheeks? No, surely you are imagining things. Lucifer, blushing? Has the devildom froze over?

💛Mammon:

This poor, sweet and a little bit sleazy man was just SO exhausted from having to get up early that morning when he’d normally sleep in, to go to a school he doesn’t ever really pay attention to, as well as constantly keep lower demons from getting anywhere near his precious MC, bribe Levi to do his homework in exchange for an exclusive Ruri-Chan figurine (which he went into further debt to obtain), keep his overbearing fanbase from his modeling jobs happy on social media... it all was simply too much for The Great Mammon to be doing when he could alternatively be doing something better. Like being lazy sleeping off this R.A.D lag.

He had skipped his last few remaining classes and told you he was headed to your room to crash before school let out and you two could hang out later. He plopped onto your bed, nuzzled his face into one of your pillows, and fell asleep shortly after to your sweet aroma surrounding him.

His dream began as they typically do, with him gambling his Grimm for higher payouts or watching the Devildom stock market fluctuate in his favor... or more often times than he’ll ever admit, it’s just the two of you spending some quality time together alone for a change.

Only this time, his dream didn’t end up the way it typically did.

In his dream, he was sitting next to you on the sofa with his arm resting behind your head wanting to wrap it around you so fucking badly and watching whatever you had put on when it was interrupted by the winning lottery ticket read out. He leapt from couch with a big yell and the winning ticket in hand, and rushed to hug the tv and to kiss the demon inside of it, thanking him, Lady Luck, and anyone else involved in his incredible fortune today. As he turned around to come squeeze you tight with excitement and have you share in his celebration, his whole body tensed and he stopped in his tracks. He had become a deer in the headlights.

You were now lewdly postured on the couch, bare and exposed, excluding how you were practically dripping in gold jewelry/accessories whilst surrounded by enormous piles of Grimm. With one finger, you beckoned him over.

To say that this is one of his all time favorite fantasies would be THE understatement of the millennia.

He was in front then over you in a matter of milliseconds, his demon form taking over his body and stealing noises from you that the entire House of Lamentation- no- the entire Devildom could hear and FUCK he loved that thought almost as much as he adored you he cared about you; the thought that the entire Devildom could hear that you were his and his alone, that no other soul could make you feel like this.

And just as it was about to get really good, he wakes up.

Red faced, breathing heavily, and a thick coat of sweat all over his body. Not to mention the newfound, painful tightness in his pants.

He’s jerking his head around the room to confirm hoping to deny that is was all simply a dream, and to be certain that you hadn’t come back from school early or something and found him like this.

“Unholy shit.” He wipes the sweat from his face and then takes his phone in his hand to check the time. “UNHOLY SHIT!!” You had texted that you were on your way back home 10 minutes ago! He had to be quick.

He replaced the sweaty sheets and pillow cases with new ones, adjusting them so that it looked as it had before he slept on them, tied his school uniform coat around his waist to disguise the ‘friendly neighborhood bachelor,’ and darted like a bat out of devildom to his room, avoiding major hallways and doors to ensure that no one could stop him or chase him down and see him in his predicament.

You can be sure that for the next few weeks, he’s avoiding you like the plague. He sends texts that he is “paying off a debt and can’t make it,” or “Sorry MC, I’m a little tied up at the moment. This Grimm won’t make itself.” and to you it was a little odd, but nothing he hasn’t exactly done before, so you go about your days as normal. Poor Mammon has once spent an entirety of four months working a few jobs to pay off one big loan.

If only you knew how often he was reliving that dream in his head, over and over and over again. For such a thing to become reality? Well... he feels he’d have better luck winning the lottery. But just as he gambled, he wouldn’t give up so easily.

🧡Leviathan:

It is not uncommon for Leviathan to have certain dreams about certain individuals he enjoys, be it anime characters, video game characters, idols that he fawns over, etc. It’s normal. Quite often, in fact, but he would rather LITERALLY DIE before he ever admits to such a thing, much less have anyone think he has a crush. With his brothers as they are known to be, he’d never live it down. Which is one of the reasons why he keeps himself locked away in his room and goes on binges of whatever it is he’s invested in at the time. He’s left alone to do and be as much of himself as he pleases without judgment. It is one particular episode of an anime he had been bingeing for several hours that has him with his head resting upon his keyboard and ever so slightly snoring away as the characters converse in the background. It wasn’t boring in the least, it’s just that his eyes refused to stay open any longer and his body decided for him that it was about time for a proper nap.

His dream began as normal, with him on a quest to save the renowned, royal heir from the ten-headed beast that guarded the tower in which they were kept. The journey to the tower was extensive and not without its obstacles, the battle was epic, in every sense of the word, and the reward for it’s heads would match the gratification of the victory that ensued it.

Little did he know that in that tower, it wasn’t just any royal heir lying in wait for their prince to come, as they had always been. It was you.

You, in all of your glory, draped across the bed and adorned with the finest of cloths that were barely covering your most intimate of skins.

As he entered your bedroom chambers, expecting to find a fictional character he adored in his waking hours, he stops dead in his tracks and his entire body turns red hot in matter of seconds. You could easily hear the thumping of his heart throwing heavy blows at his ribcage, and, if you looked close enough, you could see the steam trickling out of his ears. You could also hear the clinking of his amor, the metal plates shaking against one another as he trembles before you.

Leviathan.exe has stopped working.

Yes, he’s had plenty of dreams like this before but.. fuck.. they were never of you. Much less like this. Believe him, he’s tried on many occasions to at least see your face or hear your voice, ANYTHING. But inevitably, his anxiety and shyness won in the end and you never came passing through his dreams... until now.

You leant against one arm, your lips curling into a smile, and then beckoned him silently with one crook of a finger.

Anxiety and shyness who?

He quickly does away with the heavy armor, tossing them aside, and crawls across the bed to you, to your face, to those precious lips.

He takes a hold of them in his own and seemingly devours you as he strips you of what little cloth covered you and then pushes you back down against the bed. The dream continues with your bodies intertwining in every way that earned him the lewdest of noises from you.

Until he jerks awake with his face a deep shade of crimson, body covered from head to toe in a mist of sweat, and a heartbeat that could put a drum solo to shame. He quickly scans his surroundings as he’s coming back to reality, making sure he’s the only one within a mile’s radius. If anyone thought he was a hermit now, you can only imagine what it would be like if he was caught looking the way that he did. The anime that he had fallen asleep to was now on a screen that was asking for confirmation if he was still watching. He presses the power button on his computer and wipes away the sweat on his brow before leaning back in his chair, eyes glued to the ceiling as he’s recollecting the dream. He sees the faces you were making in pleasure pass through his mind once more and it makes his face turn 30 shades redder and increases the painful tightness in his snug sweatpants. He shakes his head, no longer wanting to continue digging this grave of overwhelming lust, and plants his head back onto the keyboard. Lord Diavolo, please, just kill him now.

The following months, Leviathan stays locked away in his room and avoids you as if you were the final boss of a game he never wants to stop playing. He knew that if he saw you, got near you, or even heard your name being mentioned, there would be no way of stopping his thoughts, his body’s reactions to those thoughts, nor his brother’s comments about how he’s “acting awfully strangely.”

As much as he wishes that he never had the dream in the first place because of all of the trouble it’s causing, he can’t help but relive it over and over again, putting it on repeat in his mind. But to admit to you these powerful feelings and attempt to bring it to reality? Only normies do such a thing... right?

💚Satan:

Line after line, chapter after chapter, book after book, he simply could not put the new series he had discovered down. He was so invested, he’d finish one book and immediately pick up the next. His mind was reeling far too fast for him to stop now and nothing in all of the three realms could do so. That is until his own body waved it’s white flag and begged for him to shut his eyes, even if for just moment. Satan bargained, internally, that he’d allow himself roughly thirty minutes of rest before he’d pick back up where he left off. He sets the book on a nearby desk, settles down onto his loveseat and closes his eyes.

As a man of many talents and faces, his dreams were known to be as heavily diverse as he was, and often times reflected whatever book he had been reading, philosophy he had been pondering, or stress he had been managing. No one particular type of dream frequented more than another.

That being said, in the past few weeks, you had been a bit more physical with him. Whether it was a simple brush of the hands as you two reached for the same novel, late night study sessions ending up in late night study and cuddling sessions, or the occasional linking of arms as the pair of you walked the length of a museum and studied its inhabitants. It goes without saying that you were making an impression on him and his mind, leaving little to no room for any other thoughts than the ones involving you. Naturally, you had found your way into his dreamworld and you were the one constant in the ever changing slumber visions.

The dreams that you were involved in, which were now a majority of them, were mostly sweet; the most intimate being the one time you had placed a chaste kiss upon his cheek. If you were to ask him about these dreams that had him chipper than usual, he would smile and tell you that “they were simply pleasant hallucinations but nothing more.” And he’d be lying through his teeth, desperately trying to keep his cheeks from reddening in front of you. If you were lucky enough that his gaze lingered, you’d catch the tint of pink making its way across his face. The poor inner romantic in him couldn’t help himself. He’s mastered the art of poker face in its entirety, but when it came to you, his willpower and calm demeanor waned into nothingness and he was like putty in your hands. Just don’t push it or there will be Devildom to pay.

This particular time around, though, his dream would take a more unforeseen turn.

In his dream, he had invited you to join him on an outing over to the Royal Library and you two were now making your way to your favorite lone table in the farthest back corner, hidden behind the many shelves of books. After claiming your usual spot, he went to gather the books he wanted to go through and planted himself in the chair to finally open them up and get started. Meanwhile, you had wandered off, presumably, to find and create your very own mountain of novels to conquer.

An hour or so passed and he had made his way through five of his books when he felt a tap against the cover of the one he was currently reading. “Forgive me, MC, but I’m almost done with this paragraph and I need just one more moment to do so.” Another tap against the cover. “May it wait, MC? I’m nearly finished.” This time, you gingerly grabbed the tip of his book and tilted it away from him (a pet peeve of his). Just as he was about to give you his trademark glare of warning, his eyes widen and his jaw clenches, with his fingers letting go of the book and tightening into a fist taut enough to turn his knuckles white.

There you stood before him in little to no clothing, fluffy little cat ears and a tail to match, with a leash and collar adorning your precious neck. You took his stiffened hand, ever so slowly opened it up, and delicately placed the end of the lead into his palm, flashing him your cheekiest grin.

Now you’ve gone and done it. He snaps.

He jerks the end of the lead so that you’re aggressively pulled forward, bending over the table and sending the piles of books to the floor with audible thuds, and your lips crash into his. He uses his free hand to trap cradle the other side of your face as he devours your lips, devours your taste. Impatient and hungry, he soon lets you go with a low growl before standing up and dragging you behind him, forcefully, by the lead, coming to the front of a shelf that leant against a wall and grabbed your waist, lifting you up to push you against it, having more books tumble to the floor with a sound thud, while once again, taking your lips with his. Something about the way you looked, the way you sounded because of his actions, drove him completely mad.

Before it could go any further, he jerks wakes to the sound of someone knocking on his door. He quickly scans his surroundings and when he finds it empty, he breathes a heavy sigh of relief. The knocks continue and from beyond the door, a familiar voice requests his audience. “Satan? It’s Solomon. My apologies, but I just wanted to return a borrowed book.”

He reaches for a nearby cloth and dabs away the sweat that covered his face. He steadies his breathing and in the stablest voice he could muster, he answers back, “Alright. One moment please.”

“Take your time,” the sorcerer replies.

He gathers himself quickly, as the master of his own emotions does, hoisted up from the loveseat, straightens himself out and starts to head for the door but with a quick glance downwards, he pauses. There’s no way he could greet Solomon with such a visible... display...

He takes his coat from the coatrack, wraps it around his waist and finally opens the door with a welcoming smile.

“Thank you kindly for the recommendation. It was a pleasant read,” Solomon tittered in recollection then immediately shifted into a frown of concern. “Satan... are you alright? Forgive my intrusion, but you seem a bit disheveled.” The disheveled man in question nods, chuckling in hopes of deterring Solomon from pressing any further by lightening his aura. “Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for your concern. I simply had a bit of a nightmare.” Solomon raised a brow and Satan continued in his tall tale. “It had been so long since I’ve had one, so I’m sure you can imagine how unnerving it’s effects had on me.” Moments passed like molasses as Solomon pondered what Satan had said and the uncomfortable silence was wearing down on Satan’s last minute, makeshift composure. “Thank you for returning the book,” Satan’s voice firmly interjecting the fellow wise man’s thoughts as he received the book from his hands, “and I’m delighted that you enjoyed yourself.” He holds the book in front of where the coat covered his waist. “If you wish for more recommendations, I’ll be happy to share them with you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some tea to drink and a book to read to calm my nerves. Good day, Solomon.” Before Solomon could get a final word in, Satan slips back into his room and shuts the door. For good measure, he locks it and turns the deadbolt. He shuffles back over to the loveseat where it all began and dropped down, pinching the bridge of his nose and letting out a heavy sigh. The blush that wanted so desperately to creep it’s way into his complexion the moment he’d awoken was now set free and his entire face turned red. He knew how to keep a tight grip on every other emotion he’s ever had... but love? Lust? This was going to be a challenge.

Outside of the door, not having moved an inch, Solomon stood with his chin snug between the crook of his forefinger and thumb. “Can demons have nightmares...?” He audibly contemplated as he waited a moment, following his train of thought before asking himself aloud again, “If so... then why did Satan have an erection?”

A pair of delicate hands found their way to Solomon’s shoulders and he glanced over them to see Asmodeus leaning in close to his ear. “It’s called a kink, darling.” Solomon politely shoos away the embodiment of lust with a gentle wave of his hand before starting down the hall from which he came, with the demon practically skipping in tow. “Kinks, we both know, I’m aware of. I had just assumed that his.. situation.. would be more relative to Belphegor.”

“Well,” Asmodeus chirped, “that’s what you get for assuming.”

[sinnywords]

the fact that i haven't seen a single chat log from solomon and asmo... homophobic

[sinnywords]

MC: It must be nice, being rich and powerful instead of needing to develop a nice personality.

Solomon: Shut up.

MC: Buy my silence.

[sinnywords]

Courting HCs for Satan please, I love these 😊

Yes 😌 y'all like these way too much haha

SATAN COURTING HEADCANONS

Y'all remember when I said Lucifer is going to find out everything about you? Yeah Satan is worse

He's mainly interested in who you are as a person though, not your family history

You H A V E to be intelligent. Like. Yale University kind of intelligent. Otherwise he wouldn't even consider you

Once you've proven yourself in the IQ part of his "should i commit to this person" test, its very hard to get rid of him

Constantly inviting you for some tea or maybe just a walk.

He loves to talk to you and his otherwise stoic and quiet personality is thrown out the window. Tell him about you. Tell him about how you think people comprehend the meaning of life. Ask him about his fifth favorite color and why it absolutely would match YOUR skin tone.

He needs thriving, deep conversations. He yearns for it. And once he knows you can give that to him, its over

His touches would start carefully; maybe his hand just brushed yours while he was handing you a cup of tea

But soon they'll turn into big advancements. He'll wrap his arm around you, pull your chin up so you can see his smirking face, and definitely kiss your cheek to see your own face flush

He gets angry, actually true to his avatar. But not at you; at everyone else.

P O S S E S S I V E

Once he's set on you, he won't stop until youre his and that's just facts.

Invites you to relax with him and then uses your lap as a pillow, continuing to read his book as if nothing ever happened

Nuzzles his face into your tummy and caresses your skin with his tail

Speaking of tail, youre not save from pranks. He'll purposefully trip you down the stairs with his tail only so he can catch you and play hero

Compares you to the most beautiful things; phrases, paintings, nature, you name it.

Writes poetry about you

Definitely becomes aggressive in his advances later on. If he wants you hes not above going to get you and drag you back to his room

The sole fact that you're allowed in his room is a huge step for him so you better feel special

Also rubs his horns against you

Places you between his legs and wraps an arm around your waist, his other hand holding a book while he reads to you

Finds every excuse in the books (lol see what i did there) to be with you.

Sometimes tickles your nose with the tip of his tail to hear you sneeze because he thinks its cute

Overall hes very obvious so youre a fool if you cant pick up on his interest in you

[sinnywords]

Can I get sleepy makeout session headcannons with brothers + undateables pls 😊, hope you have a wonderful day/night

Yes 🙇🏼‍♂️

Makeout Sessions with Brothers + Undateables

WARNING: NSFW

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Lucifer

Morning makeout sessions are his favourite

Loves wrapping his hands in your hair and pulling your face closer to him, deepening the kiss

Slinks his hands down to your waist, pulling you on top of him

Feels up and down your thighs, giving it a quick squeeze to hear you yelp

Tonguing is a must to him

Kisses you until you have to pull away to breathe

Mammon

2AM kisses are totally his thing but he also doesn’t mind getting spicy first thing in the morning

Rough kisses all the way

It’s tongue or nothing, he won’t settle for pecks when he wants to make out

Grabs your body like you’re made of pure gold

He’s always on top of you so he can put his knee between your legs

Whispers “you’re mine” into your ear mid-kiss

Leviathan

Making out during anime is the best to him

Sometimes he likes to turn on some hentai to really get him going

Likes you sitting on his lap so he can grab your ass

Sloppy kisses and panting are just his trademark

Pulls away every few seconds to let you see how flustered he is

Grabs and squeezes your thighs

Satan

First thing in the morning is the time for a makeout session for him

Trails his hand all down your body and grabs the back of your neck, pulling you deeper into his kiss

A lot of nipping going on

Caresses and kisses your jaw then goes straight back to tonguing you

Hands are always placed firmly on your lower back or ass

Only lets you take a breath for a few seconds before greedily going at it again

Asmodeus

Day or night, he doesn’t mind, both is equally arousing

Pushes you down underneath him, kissing from your neck to your lips

Knee is always between your legs

Purrs your name a lot

May pin your wrists while exploring your mouth with his tongue

Makes you touch him too and it’s never just going to be making out with him~

Beelzebub

Prefers night times when you’re both really tired

Startles you by pouncing on to you and trapping you underneath him

Starts by nibbling on your collarbone and gradually makes his way to your lips

His hands normally roam around your stomach or hip area

A lot of passionate biting goes on

Says your name every few seconds and makes you say his back

Belphegor

Really likes it when you wake him up every morning by making out with him

His hands will soon find your hips and he’ll pull you closer to his body

Likes to have you sitting on top of him

Not too much tongue at first, just a lot of skin grabbing and hair pulling

Wraps his hand around your throat to pull you closer

Groans if you stop to catch your breath

Diavolo

Truly doesn’t mind when it happens as long as it does

Wraps both hands up in your hair and caresses the back of your neck

Enjoys you sitting on top of him but also likes the power he gets when he pins you down

Hands wander up and down your body

Occasional lip biting

Repeats your name onto your lips if it gets really heated

Barbatos

Wakes you up with his tongue when he gets up early in the morning

Enjoys the feeling of you sleepily kissing him

Touches your stomach and chest, then runs his hands all over you

Places his palm on your cheek and deepens the kiss

Lots of rough, greedy kisses

Always ends it with a peck on the head then gets up to work

Simeon

Likes to makeout in the morning so he can kiss your sleepy, half-awake face

Sometimes doesn’t even wait for you to get up naturally and just starts kissing your face to wake you up

Goes straight for your lips when you begin to wake up

Wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer to him

Doesn’t give you any tongue unless you initiate it

Pulls away for a breather often so you can see how red his face is

Solomon

Likes both day and night, the sleepier, the better

A literal tease the entire way through

Runs his finger up your body, trailing around sensitive areas to rile you up

Plays with your hair and tugs at your clothes

Grabs your ass and you can always feel him smirk on to your lips

He always looks so flustered when you two finish though