#{ Royal Demon and Future King of Devildom - Lord Diavolo }

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Tag dump 6/?

{ First Brother and Avatar of Pride - Lucifer } { Second Brother and Avatar of Greed - Mammon } { Third Brother and Avatar of Envy - Leviathan } { Fourth Brother and Avatar of Wrath - Satan } { Fifth Brother and Avatar of Lust - Asmodeus } { Sixth Brother and Avatar of Gluttony - Beelzebub } { Seventh Brother and Avatar of Sloth - Belphegor } { Human Exchange Student Among Demons - Yuki/Male!MC } { Royal Demon and Future King of Devildom - Lord Diavolo } { Loyal and Impeccable Demon Butler - Barbatos } { Powerful and Immortal Sorcerer - Solomon } { Calm and Serious Archangel - Simeon } { Quiet Spear Wielding Seraphim - Raphael } { Reaper and Caretaker of Life Candles - Thirteen } { Young Devil Bird of a Son - Lucius } { Playful Half Demon and Prideful Bird - Dante } { Royal Heir and Half Demon Dragon - Caius } { Crafty Bird of a Half Demon and Fae - Mael } { Mystery Demon of a Moth Pet - Samuel } { Warm Heart of Royal Dragon - Silas } { Sharp Witted Bird of Pride - Ignatius } { Noble Demon of Wickedness - Belial } { Shepherding Archangel of Justice - Raguel } { King of Knights - Arthur Pendragon } { Solitude Psychic of a Legendary - Vero/Mewtwo } { Tech Talented Alibaba and Oracle - Futaba Sakura } { Team Rocket Boss and Former Gym Leader - Giovanni } { Cold Eyed Rocket Executive - Archer } { Team Rocket's Master of Disguise - Petrel } { Team Magma's Boss - Maxie }

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Everything we know about Barbatos so far, lore wise.

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR ALL SEASONS

➤ He lives in the Demon Lord's Castle with Diavolo and works as his loyal butler. (swd: 2-13)

➤ He's one of the demons who share a pact with Solomon. (swd: 2-A)

➤ According to Mammon, he has a secret torture room beneath the castle from where you can hear the screaming of his victims at night. The other brothers and Diavolo were in the room when he told this to MC but none of them batted an eye or tried to deny it. (swd: 6-19)

➤ Before, citizens of the Devildom were allowed to easily travel to the Human World whenever they wished through passages placed in certain locations in the kingdom, but now those passages are blocked and the only way demons can use them is by getting permission from the few other demons who are still allowed to use them freely first. Barbatos is one of said demons. (swd: 11-4)

➤ He has the ability to time travel thanks to his powers that allow him to create a portal to any place, time and reality he wants. (swd: 15-17 and 53-11)

➤ He was the one to take MC back to the past when they made a deal with Diavolo to figure out who had opened the attic door and released Past!Belphegor in exchange for Present!Belphegor's freedom from being imprisoned for conspiring against the exchange program. (swd: 15-17)

➤ He looked into MC's bloodline under Diavolo's request once the prince realized there was something special about them, and it was then that he found out that they were Lilith's distant descendant. (swd: 16-15)

➤ In response to MC asking him if he knew everything that would happen with Belphegor getting out of the attic before it occurred Barbatos said that no, he didn't know, and even further said: "Imagine for a moment what it would be like to know everything that will happen from now until the end of time. Why nothing could possibly be more boring, wouldn't you agree?" (swd: 15-17)

➤ His main way to use his powers to "space travel" is through the many doors in his room in the Demon Lord's Castle. (swd: 15-17)

➤ He was never a child. (swd chat: The Royals, “That's What I Mean”)

➤ He met Solomon a long time ago when the sorcerer risked death to summon him (swd: 53-16), desperately needing his powers to control time for reasons that are still unknown. (swd: 49-A)

➤ He gave Solomon his grimoire out of trust and respect for him. (swd: 53-16)

➤ It's a big rumor around the kingdom that he's powerful enough to rival even the Demon King himself. (swd: 54-1)

➤ He met Diavolo when the prince was still a child and Diavolo got Barbatos to work for him by luring him into the castle with the promise of very rare tea and then telling him that he wouldn't let him leave unless he agreed to be his butler, getting to the point of even threatening to not assume his position of king in the future if the older demon refused to. And telling this story to Thirteen, Barbatos confessed to having found the whole thing very cute. (swd: 58-A and nb: 15-A)

➤ When it hit the news that he had sworn allegiance to Diavolo the whole kingdom was in shock and it was THE THING everyone was talking about. (swd: 54-1 and nb: 15-1)

➤ He has been around for a long time and shows up in historical records under multiple different names. Rumor has it he was alive even before the Devildom took shape. (nb: 15-1)

➤ When asked about Diavolo in a conversation with MC, he told them that the prince is the very reason for his current existence. (swd: 54-5)

➤ Narrated by Solomon in the Nightbringer Prologue Movie we hear the story of a certain demon, it goes: “Once upon a time, there was a demon who could see both past and future. With a flurry of trumpets from his king, the demon appeared. Finding a lost human the demon whispered: 'I can take you to where you'll be happy.' Through their tears, the human spoke: 'Thank you, o kind one. If you save me from this dark path, I will pray to you every night. Please, tell me what they call you!'" But before any reply can be said Barbatos is shown making a shushing sound, which was largely perceived as him not wanting the viewers to know that he was the demon from the story. Later, the human was revealed to be Adam, a man who came to the Devildom looking for his lover and met a demon named Nightbringer, who he immediately went to begging for help. (nb: 8-16)

➤ He was the one to give Solomon the title of “the Witty Sorcerer” when he brought him to the Fountain of Knowledge for the first time while Solomon was on the verge of death. Barbatos attended the sorcerer's wounds there and declared him the new protector of the spring. (nb: 11-10)

➤ He's to blame for how much Solomon has changed, according to Thirteen. The reaper told MC that Solomon used to be very loveably innocent when he was younger, but that Barbatos let him experience whatever he wanted and now nothing scares or fazes him anymore. (nb: 11-10)

➤ The reason he had been so irritable towards Solomon in the past was because when visiting the sorcerers' home he found a list of demons he wanted to make pacts with and noticed his name was placed 8th. (nb: 25-1)

➤ Before meeting Diavolo he used to use his powers freely to travel through time and space whenever he wanted without a care for how his actions could affect others, and they ended up terribly affecting Diavolo and Solomon, and Barbatos sees his devout servitude to the prince as a way to atone for those past actions, but Diavolo doesn't know that. (nb card: Barbatos, "Tea With You")

➤ Although he accepted to work for the prince for the sake of atonement, he ended up enjoying his time with him and found that he felt a sense of belonging working for him. (nb card: Barbatos, "Tea With You")

[fandoms-x-reader]

Stoner! MC

Requested Anonymously

Summary: Stoner MC who gets the dateables high. Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon & Solomon x Reader Word Count: 1,377

18+ Warning: This fic involves the use of drugs (cannabis)

Diavolo was under the impression that getting high was something that was considered taboo.

Really anything that involved Diavolo letting loose and being anything less than perfect was considered taboo according to the Royal Family.

But, he was never one to shy away from a challenge, and there was nothing he wanted to do more than to let loose - especially with you.

He had heard about your “extracurricular activities” and after doing ample research on all things cannabis and getting high, he invited you over to the Demon Lord’s Castle.

It was pretty late at night when he asked you to come over, but he couldn’t risk anyone else seeing what he was about to do.

There was something thrilling about having you sneak around the castle with him, knowing he was doing something that others wouldn’t approve of.

He listened to everything you had to say about what to expect and you couldn’t help but smile at the adorable and innocent look of excitement he had in his eyes.

Diavolo had a million expectations in his mind about how it would feel the first time, but he still wasn’t prepared.

He felt like he went through multiple phases. At first, he could feel his heart racing and you talked him through it before he could panic.

You noticed him spacing out here and there and would bring him back to you every time.

Before long, he had reached this state of what he could only describe as peace.

He was always rushing around with a hundred things to do at one time. 

He never had a chance to have a break. 

But, right now he was feeling like he didn’t have a care in the world. He was fully relaxed and to make everything even more perfect, you were right there next to him.

Diavolo wished he could feel this way all the time. But, he knew that his responsibilities as the future King of the Devildom wouldn’t allow him to do so.

Still, on particularly rough days, Diavolo would invite you over and ask you to stay the night at the castle.

Barbatos was probably the most experienced being in the entire world.

He knew almost everything and had tried almost everything.

He could see how big cannabis would become before it was even discovered by humans.

He was curious as to what the big deal was about cannabis so he had tried it once, wanting to understand.

To be honest, he wasn’t so sure why others liked it so much.

He wasn’t expecting their very own human exchange student to be a stoner, but when he found that out, he was willing to give cannabis another try.

He wasn’t afraid to admit that he may have done it incorrectly the first time.

After all, he had done it alone and he was positive that different amounts would affect humans and demons in different ways.

Perhaps he hadn’t taken the right amount.

Barbatos wasn’t one to typically ask for help, but he couldn’t deny the fact he was incredibly curious to finally understand why weed was so popular.

He invited you over to the Demon Lord’s Castle and asked you to help him experience “getting high”.

He was so proper with the whole conversation that you wanted to laugh. But, you stifled your laughter and agreed to help him.

Getting high with you was an eye-opening experience for Barbatos. He immediately became aware that he had definitely done it wrong the first time.

Because he had never felt like this before and in his opinion, it was an amazing feeling.

Barbatos knew that it would only be a matter of time before your supply ran out, and since he visited the human world so much, he felt like it was his responsibility to get you more since you were allowing him to use it.

He ended up being your “supplier” so to speak and learned way too much about cannabis to ensure you were always getting the best quality.

After all this time, Barabatos can finally say he understood why humans liked to get high often - it was quite the experience.

You are going to have the hardest time convincing Simeon to get high with you.

Simeon was very knowledgeable, so of course he knew about weed.

He read all about its effects and how people could react to it.

It seemed relatively safe to him, all things considered.

But, he was an angel.

Sure, deep down inside, Simeon tended to have a rebellious side, but he tried to keep up his angelic appearance as much as possible.

And doing any drug just simply wasn’t something an angel would do.

But you see his resolve slowly cracking every time you ask him to try it with you.

It wasn’t that he wanted to try getting high necessarily, it was that he would be doing it with you.

He knew that he could only resist you for so long and that one day, he would give in and try it.

That day came after he found out the others had tried getting high with you.

He instantly had FOMO and it wasn’t long after that he asked to try it with you. 

Of course, the two of you had to be alone. The others couldn’t see him doing something so - sinful.

Simeon found a nice place outside in the Devildom where he didn’t think anyone would see the two of you.

He looked so nervous the first time and you had to ask him multiple times to make sure he was okay with this. The last thing you wanted to do was peer pressure him into it.

After reassuring you that he was fine, you agreed and let him try it.

He was surprised at how he didn’t feel anything at first. He was sure that it didn’t work for him.

But, then he felt it all hit at once. One moment he was himself, and the next, he was in an elevated mental status.

You took Simeon around town to keep his mind busy and distracted so that he didn’t panic.

And after the initial phase passed, Simeon enjoyed the feeling.

He felt like it enhanced everything about his little date with you around town.

Though, he’ll probably rarely do it if he does it again - he has an appearance to uphold.

Solomon was both the most supportive and understanding of getting high.

After all, not only was Solomon a human, but he had been alive for a very long time.

He was alive when it was first discovered, when it hit an all-time high of usage, and every moment after.

He had tried it once or twice himself, but that was so long ago.

He hardly remembered what exactly it felt like.

When you came to him and asked him if he wanted to try it with you, he hesitated only for a moment to think about the situation.

He knew that it was a legal drug in a few different countries and it would provide an opportunity for him to spend one-on-time with you.

There was no reason for him to decline your offer and after a short trip to the House of Lamentation, the two of you were getting high in your bedroom.

You were surprised at how well Solomon was handling it. You almost wouldn’t know he was high.

It made you think that he was a regular stoner, but he claimed he hadn’t tried it in a long time.

So, you chalked it up to all his crazy magic experiments giving him a stronger tolerance to it.

The two of you end up having a lot of fun together, talking about random stuff and laughing until the others have to check on you.

The brothers’ number one course of action is to ask what’s so funny - to which Solomon always responds by saying, “It’s our secret.”

The look of anger on the brothers’ faces will send you and Solomon into another spiral of laughter.

He has so much fun the first time with you that he’ll look for any opportunity to do it again and it’s not long before the two of you are stoner buddies.

[budbuddnbuddy]

Little obey me headcanons (pt 5)

A/n: God it’s been a while since I put out one of these things. Apologies yall, finals are terrifying but thankfully I passed all my classes, so yay! Anyways same thing as usual, though this one is mostly world building, so enjoy!

MC has an entire kitchen in their room. Bit weird to think of yes, but I just saw the dinning table in their room and the stuff behind it and it was the first thing that came to mind, the whole room is basically like an apartment but it’s no where near as big as the other brothers rooms. Also did you know that they had an entire kettle in their room???

Okay maybes it’s not a kettle more like a tea pot but you get the point, MC kitchen in room canon./hj

Mammon is infact not above stealing your stuff, has he sold any of it? No. Will you ever be getting it back? Also no. It’s been 4 years Mammon, MC wants their hoodie back.

RAD is basically the Harvard of the Devildom, of course there are other Ivy League schools throughout the realm, all ranked high in various categories and filled with various species, but if you really want to be a high ranking deadly demon then going to RAD is practically an requirement.

If you ever watched Steven Universe, you’d know that Garnet can give kisses that let you see into the future for a brief period of time. Barbatos can basically do the same thing, and can choose the amount of time that it lasts for, ranging from 3 hours to 4 days.

However it’s been MILLIONS upon MILLIONS of years since he’s done this and he’s never told anyone about it besides Diavolo, well until you of course. Just keep it a secret between the 3 of you all, will you?

Demon possession is in fact real, it’s sort of like a fucked up version of fusion, all the abilities and talents that you have can be accessed by your possessor, the strength that the two of you have is combined since like 93% of humans have no magic and it’s deadly wether you’re a human or a demon them punches are going to hit hard. Sloth demons are mainly the ones who have this ability.

If you ever get so lucky to the point where you get to me any of the Royals you MUST kiss their hand, it’s considered extremely rude and informal not to do so, doesn’t matter if it’s a woman, man, or a being with no hands at all and just a bunch of tentacles. You better find a way to kiss that damn hand. MC finds out about this by pure accident.

“Ah- Lord Diavolo, I’m sorry I didn’t even realize you were there.”

“Haha, no worries! It’s not common for most to not recognize me when I’m in the room!”

“Here, allow me to make it up to you…” *Smooch*

“…”

Typically Diavolo is very neutral when it comes to formal greetings since he technically gets them like every week but there was something about it being you giving him kisses on his hand that make him feel “butterflies in his stomach” as humans say.

Ever since then he’s demanded that you give him hand kisses every time you swag by the the Demon King’s castle, with a blush on his face of course.

There’s a three headed version of almost everything in the Devildom, it’s not just Cerberus, there’s three headed butterflies, cats, raccoons, rats (much to Barbatos dismay), and of course demons. No one knows exactly why, but most speculate it probably has something to do with the air.

No one is letting you die, there’s too many things that they want from you, too many things they want to give you, yet so little time to do so. You can scream at them, hate them forever, never talk to them again, but please for the love of god. Just don’t die.

[aspiringtrashpanda]

Not @shootingstarrfish and I trying to come up with some sort of timeline for when Solomon first meets Diavolo like "It was before the fall, and the fall would be roughly around 1700 BCE as that's what Google refers to as "biblical times" and we know humans already existed because of the Lilith of it all, so it wasn't before the creation of Adam and Eve. We can assume Sol is going to be where it's bumpin', so if we look at Babylon in 1800-1700 BCE, we can get an idea of his outfit and what's going on in the world." ...And then we remember that this a fictional game about romancing immortal beings. Find the prompt list HERE.

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

DAY 31 Prompt: Diavolo 1.5k Solomon first meets the future King of the Devildom FEATURING ART BY @shootingstarrfish

Solomon took a deep breath, gazing up at the spectacle that was the Demon King’s castle. The marble steps were particularly elegant, a unique crimson color that Solomon assumed to be native to the Devildom. The Fountain of Knowledge promised an increased use of marble to demonstrate wealth and power, but he knew it would be a number of years before Egypt began to utilize the material in places of worship.  

Solomon himself had planted the seed in Thebes, but his current home of Babylon relied primarily on brickl. Even the most impressive temples paled in comparison to the castle looming before him, three stories high and surrounded by deep green flora. Where the Babylonians compensated for detail with size, the demons contracted to erect the King’s abode had outdid themselves with the careful carvings on every visible surface, the elbarotate veins of gold inlaid on the columns and arches. 

Despite the cool midnight breeze of the Devildom, a welcome relief from the scorching sun of the Mediterranean, Solomon felt his skin burn hot on the back of his hands, at the nape of his neck. Anticipation gnawed at his ankles, rendered his knuckles stiff and tight. 

Did he knock? Did he summon Barbatos and…

The lacquered wooden door swung open, the Demon Prince’s newly appointed steward waiting in the doorway. Solomon offered him a cheery smile. Barbatos simply spun on his heel and marched into the building without a word, leaving Solomon to assume that his presence was welcome before the young lord. 

His steps clapping through the ornate hall, all obsidian pillars leading to what had to be some sort of gathering chamber, Solomon rehearsed his greeting to the esteemed Demon Prince. The nerves that pricked his veins were uncommon, Solomon long-versed in meeting with various beings of note, reputation and power. He had shared demonus with the Demon King, had helped slay vampires on the shores of Mesopotamia, had walked through Cocytus to return to the human world. He was the guardian of the Fountain of Knowledge, the Witty Sorcerer! 

And yet, his kneecaps rattled the closer he got to facing the demon who had–someway, somehow–convinced Barbatos to pledge his allegiance. Such a feat spoke of a powerful authority the likes Solomon wasn’t sure he had ever experienced. 

The door at the end of the hall had been left ajar. The sliver of firelight seeping from the room beyond, casting dancing lights upon the ground, was the only invite Solomon supposed he was going to get from Barbatos. Why his old friend was so upset with him, he wasn’t sure, but he figured it would pass eventually. 

Sure enough, he found Barbatos inside the large chamber, steeping tea by a roaring fireplace. A fresh loaf of his signature bread sat on a stone slab by two horns of demonus, and Solomon’s stomach gurgled in anticipation. He was hungrier than he thought, for the noise received a rather judgemental glare from the new Royal Butler. 

Partially in an attempt to avoid the passive ire, Solomon glanced past Barbatos’s busy hands, his attention drawn towards the two large chairs in the center of the room. Ah, he had been correct to assume that he was being summoned to the throne room. 

“Welcome, Solomon.” A large figure stood upon the dias, muscular arms outstretched as if to remind Solomon that he was impeding on the demons’ territory, that this room belonged to the young lord. If it was meant to be a threat, it was extremely successful, for the strength and power emanating from the demon before him was unrefined and wild. Dangerous, even. 

Fangs glinting in the firelight, Diavolo smirked, “Or should I call you The Witty Sorcerer?” 

Solomon wasn’t sure he had ever felt so small. Squaring his shoulders as subtly as possible, Solomon met the Prince of the Devildom’s piercing gold stare. Never once breaking eye contact, he bowed, insisting, “There is no need for formalities. It is an honor to be in your presence, Prince Diavolo. Barbatos has spoken–”

“I was under the impression that he hasn’t spoken to you recently at all,” Diavolo cut him off, his eyebrow lifted towards his hair, as bold as blood oozing around heavy horns decorated in gold. 

“Ah, well…” Solomon cleared his throat, the tremble of his fingers threatening to disrupt his confident facade. “It is true that our relationship has been strained as of late.”

He could hear the slither of Barbatos’s tail lashing from the other side of the room. 

“Indeed,” Diavolo cocked his head, and tapped long, black nails on the bare skin of his bicep as he crossed his arms over his chest. His aura demanded respect, exuding a heavy anticipation that had Solomon on the tips of his toes. The demon prince stepped from the dias, his size even more intimidating in close proximity. “Tell me, Solomon. I require the truth. Please, answer me this…”

“Is it true that you built a wooden boat and filled it with two of each animal?”

Just like that, the demon before him lit up like a child gifted a new toy. Clutching his hands to his chest, Diavolo looked at Solomon with stars in his eyes, gold depths glittering like the sun reflected on the sea. He rocked back and forth from his heels to the balls of his feet, any sort of composed image that he had been trying to maintain shattered by the excessive enthusiasm pulling at his lips. “One male, and one female, right? To survive the Great Flood!”

Solomon blinked, glanced at Barbatos for any sort of guidance. All he received in response was a squinted glare, adding further pressure to the situation. 

He settled for grimacing, “That was said to be Ziusudra.”

“Though, the grapevine refers to a man with silver hair,” Diavolo winked.

Solomon’s brain was lagging, struggling to comprehend that the oh, so scary future king of the demons just winked at him. It was quite the contrast to Diavolo’s mouth, which moved a mile a minute, launching question after question towards his guest. At some point, he had marched over to the table by the fire, had plopped down on a stool and beckoned for Solomon to join him in between inquiries on the available materials for such a large boat, to the best way to clean up after living with so many creatures.

Dazed, Solomon took a seat, chancing a glance at Barbatos. The butler’s face was stonier than the very slab at which they sat. 

Next thing he knew, a horn of demonus was thrust into Solomon’s hand, Diavolo beaming at him with such sincerity, it managed to snuff out any lingering fear. “So, which animals were the hardest to wrangle? Do you have dragons? I would imagine they’d put up quite the fight.”

“Ah, no, we don’t have dragons,” Solomon frowned, though the way Diavolo deflated had him adding, “But the hippopotamuses were surprisingly violent. I nearly lost my arm to that old girl.” 

“Oh?” The prince’s enthusiasm returned tenfold, “Is it that easy for a human to lose an arm?”

For the next hour, Solomon sipped at his demonus, savoring the taste in between bites of fresh bread and answers to Diavolo’s endless barrage of questions. The initial threat that Solomon had felt upon entering the room melted into an easy atmosphere of laughter and genuine curiosity. There was something about the way that Diavolo yearned to understand humans that spoke to Solomon. It humanized the demon in a way that he hadn’t expected, the deep loneliness that shined through the desperation to connect a feeling that Solomon knew far too well. 

By the time their meeting had come to a close, Solomon’s confidence had found itself once more. He was sure he had made a powerful ally that he could work with to ensure future protection of the human world.  

“Do you have any questions for me?” Diavolo lowered his horn of demonus, golden eyes peering curiously into Solomon’s soul. Perhaps there was the briefest flash of guilt across his face, though Solomon felt it unwarranted. “Surely there must be knowledge of the Devildom not yet privy to you through the Fountain of Knowledge.”

And Solomon was certain there was, though it pained him to admit that the young prince could not give him what he sought. Quick on his feet, he thought up an alternative. “Hmmm, perhaps not the question you seek, but a question nonetheless.”

He brandished a scroll from thin air, summoned with magic from his home in Babylon. The long roll of papyrus nearly nudged his feet, the list plenty long and only growing. With a grin, Solomon pointed to Diavolo’s name, shining in bolded ink towards the top. “Could I interest you in a pact?” 

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

I think it's safe to assume that the Demon Lord's castle has had facelifts throughout the years. Also did you know the first version of the Great Flood is actually in the Sumerian Eridu Genesis?

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HUGE THANKS TO @shootingstarrfish FOR THE ART FOR THIS <3 <3 <3

[mammons-lover]

The Prince's, Little Heart:

One fateful day in the palace grounds, Daivolo stumbled upon an abandoned demon baby, defenseless and alone. What began as a curiosity eventually developed into a surprising bond that warmed his heart. Not knowing it will end.

When Diavolo found the baby, it was on a quiet afternoon in the palace gardens. He was on his usual stroll when the softest whimper caught his attention. At the base of a tree, wrapped in a tiny blanket, was a demon baby, eyes wide with curiosity.

“Well, where did you come from, little one?” Diavolo whispered, scooping the baby into his arms. The baby gurgled in response, tiny fingers reaching up to grab Diavolo’s long, fiery hair. Diavolo chuckled. “I think I’ll call you... Thalios.”

From that moment on, Diavolo couldn’t bear to be apart from Thalios. The baby was always in his arms, even during official duties, when Diavolo decided to attend them at all. Lately, he’d been skipping more and more meetings, preferring instead to go shopping for baby clothes and toys. The royal crib? Customized, of course. His wardrobe? Filled with the finest Devildom baby attire. Diavolo even dedicated a section of his chambers for Thalios, decorating it in royal blues and golds.

“Look at this, Thalios!” Diavolo held up a tiny pair of dragon-themed pajamas. “You’ll look magnificent in this tonight.”

Thalios giggled, waving his hands excitedly.

It wasn’t long before Barbatos grew concerned. One morning, the butler appeared at Diavolo’s door, arms crossed. "My Lord, you've missed three council meetings this week. The Elders are growing... impatient."

Diavolo, bouncing Thalios in his arms, shrugged. “I’m attending to more important matters.”

Barbatos’s eyes narrowed slightly. "While I understand your attachment, there are responsibilities that require your immediate attention. You are the future king of the Devildom, not a full-time nanny."

“I know, I know...” Diavolo sighed, reluctantly passing Thalios to Barbatos. “But only for a little while.”

Barbatos nodded, taking Thalios into his care while Diavolo went to the next council meeting. However, it didn’t take long for the prince to grow restless. He spent half the meeting staring blankly at the reports before him, wondering if Thalios had eaten or if Barbatos had figured out how to calm him when he fussed. After an agonizing hour, Diavolo abruptly stood from his seat.

“I need a break.”

He returned shortly after—with Thalios happily perched on his shoulder.

“We’re resuming the meeting, but my son will be joining us,” Diavolo announced, ignoring the stunned looks of the council members.

Halfway through a policy discussion, one elder cleared his throat. “Lord Diavolo, about the trade proposal—”

“Let me ask my baby,” Diavolo interrupted, holding Thalios up as if he were the key to all diplomatic decisions. The baby babbled incoherently, a gummy smile on his face.

“He disagrees,” Diavolo said solemnly. “We’ll be scrapping that proposal.”

A few demons exchanged glances, clearly irritated by the interruption, but one demon elder in particular wore a deep scowl. Diavolo caught it immediately.

“Is there a problem?” Diavolo’s voice dropped, his eyes narrowing as his protective instinct flared. “Is Thalios bothering you?”

“N-No, Lord Diavolo!” the demon sputtered, shrinking in his seat. “I meant no offense.”

Diavolo shot him a look that could melt stone. “Good.”

Eventually, Barbatos grew tired of the baby attending every royal function and enlisted Lucifer’s help. The eldest brother was tasked with attending meetings to hold Thalios, so Diavolo could focus. At first, Lucifer approached it with his usual sense of duty, but it didn’t take long for the baby to win him over.

"He's... oddly charming," Lucifer admitted one day, bouncing Thalios in his arms. “More obedient than some I know.”

Thalios cooed happily in response, tugging on the hem of Lucifer’s uniform.

As Thalios became more familiar with Lucifer and the other brothers, Diavolo slowly allowed him to spend time outside of the palace. Mammon spoiled him with gifts, Asmo treated him like a little fashion icon, and Beel always kept snacks on hand in case of baby hunger emergencies. Soon, Thalios was part of the family, and Diavolo no longer felt the need to bring him to every meeting. It was a rare day when Thalios wasn’t surrounded by someone who adored him.

But that peace was shattered one quiet evening.

Diavolo had just finished giving Thalios his bath, the baby wrapped snugly in a soft towel, when there was a knock at the door. Barbatos opened it to reveal a woman standing on the palace steps, her eyes full of apprehension.

"My name is Darleen," she said quietly, glancing nervously at Barbatos. "I'm here for my baby. His name is Lucane, you may know him as Thalios."

Barbatos stiffened, but his professionalism remained intact. "Please, come inside. I will inform Lord Diavolo."

The woman was seated in the parlor by the time Diavolo arrived, cradling Thalios protectively in his arms. He felt a surge of dread at the sight of her. Barbatos explained the situation, and Darleen presented documents: a birth certificate, photos, and a detailed account of her search.

"Why did it take you so long to come forward?" Diavolo asked, his voice low, torn between anger and sadness.

"I knew he was safe with you," Darleen replied, her voice shaking. "But I needed time to ensure our home was safe... his father is dangerous. I couldn’t risk him finding Lucane. I’m so sorry for the delay."

The truth hit Diavolo hard. He could see the sincerity in her eyes, and the proof she offered was undeniable. Slowly, reluctantly, he placed "Thalios"—Lucane, back in Darleen’s arms. He held on just a moment longer, his heart aching with every passing second.

"Thank you for letting me love him," Diavolo whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the baby’s forehead. "Even if it was for just a short time."

As Darleen and Lucane left the palace, Diavolo stood at the door, watching them disappear into the night. Just before they reached their carriage, Lucane looked back, tiny hands stretching out toward Diavolo.

“Dada,” Lucane babbled.

Diavolo’s heart shattered. He forced a smile, though his chest felt unbearably tight. Barbatos gently placed a hand on his shoulder, but Diavolo couldn't tear his eyes away until the carriage vanished from view.

The days that followed were dark. Diavolo’s mood was unpredictable—he snapped at the smallest things, grew silent when "Thalios"—no, Lucane's, name was mentioned. Though his heart was heavy, he knew Lucane was safe, watching over him from a distance through an investigator.

Diavolo sat alone in his chambers one evening, staring at the stars. He wondered if Lucane would remember the time they spent together, or if it was just a fleeting chapter in his young life.

Even if Lucane didn’t, Diavolo would remember. He would always carry that joy and the heartbreak forever.

Poor Daivolo, I honestly did not know I would take Thailos away from him till I was like "I need some drama". he'll get his baby one day!

Divider By: @cafekitsune

(I honestly enjoy writing these kinds of stories more than the brief text fic ideas that come to me around 2 a.m., so I apologize to people who only enjoy them. I'll attempt to make more, but I haven't come up with anything funny.)

[neill-san]

Intercrural 

Diavolo x Male!Reader

TAGS: Male Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Intercrural Sex, Thighs, Frottage - kind of, Submissive Top Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mentioned Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), thigh fucking, Explicit Sexual Content

Not proofread

-18+ content under the cut-

Diavolo was the fiercest demon in the whole of the Devildom, he wouldn't be the prince otherwise. As the only present royal of the kingdom, all responsibilities of ruling it fell to him, but he wasn't alone in his duties. His future steward Barbatos was always there to lend a hand and speaking of hands, he had his right-hand man Lucifer, working hard at his side.

Diavolo, due to growing up as a royal, was deprived of many aspects of childhood that the common people experienced. He yearned for that easy freedom, outside the palace walls. The restrictiveness of royal life was suffocating, but that's where the exchange student came in. Diavolo's newest obsession.

The exchange program had been to improve relations between the three realms, but it had also been to satiate his obsession with humans. It accomplished... the opposite, with his obsession focusing on the human that now roamed the Devildom. This very peculiar mortal that tamed the seven lords of hell and captured the heart of the future king of hell, himself.

The day had started off normally enough, considering you lived in quite a rambunctious house, even early in the mornings. you had gone to school, chatted with your classmates and passing schoolmates, and then you'd gone home. Home to the House Of Lamentation, not the castle much to Diavolo's chagrin. It was later in the evening that you'd been abruptly invited to the castle. The sudden message disrupted your time spent with the brothers, but you weren't upset. The same couldn't be said for the brothers whose time with their object of affection was being cut short.

"Ya could go the castle tomorrow!" Cried Mammon, clearly upset, "It's late, ain't no reason ya should go out there at this hour!"

Levi nodded, face crestfallen at hearing that you were going to leave them to go to the castle. "You should stay here, whatever it is, isn't important enough to risk your safety by going out right now."

"Yeah! If it's so important then Lucifer can take care of it! No need for you to go!" Mammon whined, clinging to your waist from where you sat on the couch in the living room.

Beezlebub had a sad little frown on his face, and crumbs littered his rosy lips making them look all the more endearing. He didn't want you to go either, but he wouldn't stop you if you wanted to spend time in the castle. They got to see you every day after all.

"You guys get to see me every day. It's only fair to spend time with the others as well." you deadpanned, pealing off Mammon's hands, "We can hang out tomorrow, there are no classes."

Beel brightened up at the prospect of spending the weekend together. Levi grumbled but remained quiet, and Mammon huffed, clearly still upset but settled at the offer. You took a look at your boys and shook your head, an exasperated but fond smile spreading on your lips. With a final hug to the pouting demons, You got up and left for your room to change. You sent Lucifer a quick message that you were headed off to the castle on your way out of the house. The walk to the royal castle was uneventful, but you enjoyed the quiet, a rare occurrence. The moon shone high in the sky, and the whole of the Devildom shone dimly in its embrace.

You walked into the castle as though you lived there, with an easy familiarity that had Diavolo's heart clenching in yearning. The prince stood at the top of the staircase, quickly making his way down to greet his honored guest, having already received their message of acceptance.

"Dia, how are you?" you smiled, letting the prince pull you into his embrace.

"I'm quite alright, and- Erm.." Diavolo hesitated, "I apologize for the abrupt invitation. I half-expected you to decline."

you smiled teasingly, mirth visible in your features, "And why's that?"

You knew exactly why.

Diavolo buried his face in the crook of your neck to hide the rosy hue that dusted his cheeks, "I still have a bit of work left to do, but I was bored and... I wanted to see you."

"I can join you in your office, I don't mind," you offered, pulling away from his warmth to look him in the eyes, quite bold for a human.

Diavolo smiled and nodded, placing one of his large hands against your lower back as you both walked.

---

"When you said you would wait for me in my office, this wasn't what I had imagined," Diavolo admitted, his grip on his fountain pen harsher than necessary.

You smiled from where you were seated on the prince's lap. Your skimpy little shorts covered almost nothing, and your plush ass was pressed firmly against the prince's groin.

"Think of it as an extra incentive to get your work done," you teased, "I'm all yours to do with as you please once you're done."

Diavolo squirmed, his throbbing cock pressed against your voluptuous rear. You smirked, fully aware of the prince's pent-up need and using it to your full advantage. Diavolo felt more distracted than he'd like to admit, desperate to free his weeping cock from its tight confines and bury himself in your warmth. A wicked idea crossed Your mind, and you reached over to grab one of the cookies on the plate Barbatos had left you two with, an elegant tea set situated next to the plate. You popped the sweet into your mouth and took a sip of your tea, a fragrant blend that soothed the tastebuds. Putting your idea into action, You turned slightly to unzip the prince's pants, his red coat having been unbuttoned a while ago. The redhead jolted, his cheeks matching the color of his fiery hair.

"M-MC, what-" He began, cutting himself off halfway with a gasp. your hand grabbed Diavolo's impressive length, one hand being insufficient to wrap around the whole thing. You sat back down, the hot throbbing cock placed in between your thighs.

"Don't get distracted Dia, you still have a handful of documents to look over," You drawled, your tone was as though you were discussing the weather and nothing was amiss.

Diavolo's cock twitched at the sudden arousal that filled him at his beloved's bold actions. The redhead did his best to focus on his paperwork, such a valiant effort. You ignored him in favor of teasing his cock, leaning down to spit onto the leaking tip. your hands wrapped around the fat pudgy head, spreading it's fluids all around the large length, using the new slickness to coat your thighs in preparation. Diavolo threw his head back with a groan and you chuckled, tightening your thighs around the prince's cock and lifting them up to let them drop back down.

"Dia~, you're getting distracted. At this pace, you'll never finish," You smiled, setting a brutally slow pace with your thighs.

Diavolo's hips hitched forward, and desperation mounted in him. A desperate wish to use the pocket you made between your thighs. Your plush thighs encased his fat cock, the slick friction almost had Diavolo in tears. This was cruel and Diavolo adored it. How could he focus on his paperwork when you fucked his cock with your thighs so sweetly? Your hands coming down to tease the blunt weeping head. All pretense of finishing his work was abandoned, and Diavolo leaned down to press his forehead against your shoulder, panting and moaning against your upper back. His large hands came to grip MC's hips to steady them as he began to thrust forward in earnest. You ignored your own throbbing length in favor of servicing your royal lover, your grip tight on the prince's cock, moving both of you in tandem with his thrusts. Diavolo pressed little kisses on your clothed shoulder, his grip tightening on your hips as his climax neared. His thrusts were erratic, frenzied in his need to cum.

The demon prince bit down on his beloved's clothed shoulder as he came. Hot seed spurted from his cock, covering your hands and coating your thighs. You brought your hands up to your face, licking off the excess cum off your hands, the sheer amount was obscene, and Diavolo groaned watching you. The prince's cock was still hard despite having just climaxed.

You looked down at Diavolo's desk with a frown, and shook your head,

"Dia, you still have work to do."

Hope you all enjoyed! :3

[anthracite-writes]

Obey Me! One-shot; Eternally By My Side

Diavolo X GN! Reader || SFW || CW // TW: mild angst and topics about mortality and death [not directly talked about but skimmed over] - General Summary: You've always treated Diavolo like every other demon despite being a human [sorcerer-in-training] and the future demon king pulls you aside to spend time with you after school by asking a favour from you - but there was more instore for the night with the prince ahead of you.

"Y/N! Wait up!" You hear the familiar voice of the echo throughout the academy's courtyard as you leave for the day after a very long RAD school officer meeting. You turned around and saw the future demon king walking in your direction with his usual smile on his face, his sharp canine teeth visible. "Ah, Y/N. How are you? I've missed you." "Lord Diavolo, hey... Long time, no talk." you greet the tall auburn red-headed male, looking up at him to meet his eyes. "Where's Barbatos? He's usually by your side almost all the time." Diavolo let out a soft chuckle with your words, "I've let Barbatos take the day off for the rest of the day. He's currently away on a leisure trip in the human world. And please, call me just Diavolo - there's no need for formalities. We are friends" He said with a warm smile on his lips. You couldn't help but just smile from Diavolo's usual calm and friendly demeanour. "Is there anything you need from me?" You asked, "I'm sure I've already given in my exchange student report for the week" "I wanted to ask you a favour of you, you aren't too busy, right?" Staying quiet as you tried to recall if anything important was happening in the House of Lamentation with the 7 demon brothers. "No, not busy. What can I help you with?" "How about you come over to the castle tonight, I was hoping you can cook me traditional human world food." Diavolo said with a warm smile, his words taking you back.

'Diavolo wishes for me to cook for him..?' You think to yourself as you process the situation, "O-oh? Why the sudden request? Maybe one of your servants is more suited for the job and all."

The tanned demon tilted his head in thought as he placed his hands on his hips, "Hmmm... I’ve just been craving human world food lately since my last visit, and it's true that one of my workers are more suited to the task of making me something for dinner but... "I think having you being a human from the human world would bring the authentically to what I crave, therefore putting my cravings to ease."

You were hesitant to accept such a favour and task. This isn't one of the brothers you were facing, this was Diavolo himself. With a shaky breath you finally spoke, "Fine. I'll be more than happy to cook for you." You white lied.

You began walking by the tall male's side, leaving the school grounds and walking towards the streets of the shopping district, "Though, I want to stop by the grocery if that's okay. I don't want to mess with the inventory of your castle's kitchen."

"I don't mind that at all, Y/N." Diavolo said, "Lead the way."

~~~

The two of you walked in silence for a bit, Diavolo looking around in wonder and fascination - finally not restricted to a path and not surrounded by his royal guards or having Barbatos by his side.

"You know, I'm curious about something." the Demon started, looking down at the human by his side, “Have… I ever intimidated you by any chance or even, how have I ever intimidated you? You’ve always seemed so calm and close to me since your first arrival in the Devildom. “You can be honest with me, you know? I won’t get mad over your answer, I promise.” You hesitated a bit to speak till a soft smile crept up upon your lips as you reminisce the memories that gave instant nostalgia , “Honestly, you have and still intimidate me” you say though a chuckle.

Diavolo raised his eyebrows in surprise yet intrigued, “Oh? And what reason would that be? I would like to hear it, I promised I won’t be mad about your answer.” A wave of silence filled the air as he eagerly waited for your response, watching you at the corner of his eye as you rubbed your neck.

“You’re like… Basically a six foot five or even seven foot tall demon. That’s already as intimidating when I’m practically a much shorter human. Even if you don’t have your horns and wings out and just showing off your demonic form - your height alone is quite scary.” You chuckled.

Your words made his eyes widen slightly in surprise, taken back by your words but taking his every syllable of your words. “Yes, I suppose I am quite the tall demon, even in my humanoid form, So…” he began, “You… you’re not intimidated by my rank within the Devildom, or my power?” You shook your head, “Not really? I get that you’re a nobel being heir to the throne after the Demon King and all, but…” you trail off in your thoughts before continuing to speak. “I still remember you brought me down here for the first year of the Three-World Exchange Student program, despite knowing your status, I still kinda resisted you and told you I wanted to go home to the human world - I even accused you of kidnapping me.

“So, safe to say - I’m not worried about your rank or power.”

Diavolo laughed as you brought up the memory, looking down at you with a smile, “Ah yes. I remember that day quite fondly, the look on Lucifer’s face when you were telling me off was quite amusing.” he reminisced with you, noticing the two of you were approaching one of the many groceries in the town. “Is this one good? Do you want to go here?” He asked with a soft smile, pointing over at the grocery.

You look at the store the prince pointed out to you, “Yeah, this one is fine… but, are you sure you want to come with me inside? I mean, I don’t want you to have unnecessary attention or anything of the sort.”

“Oh, I’m not worried about the attention,” Diavolo said through a soft chuckle. “Besides, being out in public like this might make it fun, it’s filled with new experiences I wouldn’t get if I was under supervision, even if it’s just for this evening.”

“I never ask,” You said as you walked into the grocery, Diavolo in close pursuit. “What exactly are you craving from the human world?”

“Oh, I found something called ‘Drive-thru’ food. I saw it’s quite popular with humans. We have it in the Devildom food, but I’m just curious about the human variation of what we have down here.” He said with a smile, watching you pick up one of the baskets offered by the store to carry around the ingredients .

You let out a soft chuckle, “You mean fast food, right?” you corrected him as you two slowly walked through the produce and perishable food section of the store, trying to ignore the prying eyes of the lesser demons gawking at the two of you - but mostly at Diavolo’s presence among them.

“Ah yes, that’s what I mean.” the prince said with a grin.

“I think I can do that, is there anything you had in mind?” you asked, “The prompt of Fast food is kinda broad. In the human world, there’s quite a few fast food chains that serve pretty much anything you're craving for at almost any time of the day.” you continued, enlightening your demon prince friend on the topic that took his fancy.

“What about burgers? Those seem to be popular choices among humans, especially as a quick source of sustenance.” Diavolo mumbled, covering his mouth slightly as he thought, “I often see it paired with fries so, maybe that too…”

“Isn’t Barbatos going to scold you for having this kind of food? Are you just using me to have something unhealthy to eat?” You couldn’t help but question his choices, looking at some vegetables as Diavolo towered over you, standing by your side.

“Well, Barbatos isn’t here right now,” He said with a playful smile on his lips, completely avoid your second question,“Besides, he won’t know if we never tell him, right?”

“He’s going to find out eventually.” You countered, chuckling at your own words as you examined every ingredient to ensure it’s in the best quality before moving onto the next, Diavolo following you diligently with every step you took.

“Well, he won’t know right away if we don’t tell him.”

“We, Dia? You’re gonna rope me into this” You looked up at him with a blank stare only to be met back with sunshine yellow eyes as he gave you that pouty look a young child would give their parents to get their way. You tried to fight it but gave up with a sigh escaping your lips, “Fine, Diavolo. I won’t snitch on you on Barbatos.”

Diavolo’s pout slowly curled into a proud smile, happy he’s gotten his way with one once more.

~~~

You assemble the dish with shaky hands, trying to make it as presentable as possible as your thoughts and worries about what you cooked run wild in your head. It’s not like you were bad at cooking, you can at least cook something that was edible - but you weren’t as good as the Royal Butler who was always by Diavolo’s side every waking second of the day. As you shakily transferred the fries from the draining rack to the plate beside the burger you spent a bit too long on so it looked good.

“Wow, Y/N! That looks absolutely delicious” You heard a voice call out in its usual chipper voice. “It’s perfect! You made it look even better than the ones I’ve seen before.”

Your attention snapped from the meal in front of you to the demon towering over you. “Diavolo! You fully know that you of all people are not allowed in here.” You said with panic in your tone, your anxiety starting to peek through. You gently turn Diavolo around, placing a gentle hand on his back as you escorted his to the doors he came in from, “You are aware that I’m basically responsible for you and your actions tonight right? Barbatos will kill me if he knew you were in here, and under my supervision. Well, not exactly ‘kill’ kill me - but he’d probably shove me into a time void if he could without messing up the timelines!” You hissed, Diavolo laughing as you two walked through the push doors of the kitchen and into the hallway of the castle.

“Then I’ll be sure not to tell Barbatos, it will be our secret.” Diavolo said with a content sigh, turning around and looking at you with caring eyes. “I just finished the majority of my paperwork that was left in my study before Barbatos left for the day. I just wanted to see how you were doing and I have to say - you did a fantastic job with preparing my meal for this evening.” He said with a chuckle, his golden eyes reading your facial expression, “It just… seems you're nervous but I want you to relax a bit. I understand your anxiety, but I am not here to judge you.”

You let out a sigh as you run one hand through your hair, pushing it back, and the other hand on your hip as you look for the words to say, looking at the closed door of the kitchen. “I’m just anxious about satisfying you with what I made for you. No, more than just satisfy you with this meal” you confessed,

“Cooking for the brothers back in the House of Lamentation isn’t no where near the same expectation level as cooking for you; the future king of the Devildom. I’m nowhere near Barbatos’ level of professionalism and skill that he has alone.”

Diavolo lets out a laugh, “You don’t need to worry about me or this meal, I promise I’m not a picky eater. I’m sure I’ll be satisfied with what I’ve requested to eat. Sure, Barabots could have made this meal - but I’d rather have someone who’s familiar with human world cuisine like you make it.” “I wouldn’t call it actual human world cuisine…” You said with a slight chuckle, feeling more at ease with what Diavolo is saying.

The demon lets out another laugh at your comment, “What I’m trying to say is that, as long as you put in the effort and I can tell it was made with tons of love in it, I’m sure to enjoy it. You don’t need to put so much pressure for perfection on yourself. I just want to have a nice dinner with you is all.”

You let the words sink in before nodding, turning to go back into the kitchen, “okay… Well, I’ll just finish preparing my plate. Can you just wait in the dining hall for me? Please?”

With a smile, Diavolo obliged with your request without protesting, walking down the hall to where you asked him to wait. He looked forward to finally having a meal with you, just the two of you. “Alright, Y/N… Just remember not to stress yourself too much, it’s not an extravagant meal I’m asking from you, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.”

~~~

You laid the plate in front of Diavolo spot where he sat at the head of the long table before placing yours down in a spot near him, taking a seat and beginning to eat your share of food. Diavolo watched you, making you slowly look up at the young lord with a puzzled look.

“Uhhh… is there something wrong with your food? I promise there’s no pickles, I know you don’t like those. You saw me, I didn't even look at pickles in the grocery.” You asked, Diavolo snapping out of his zoned out state.

“Hm? Oh, no. I just wanted to say this looks magnificent. I was admiring your work.” Diavolo smiled, “May I have permission to eat?” You let out a soft chuckle at Diavolo’s words, “you don’t have to ask me, I’m not one of your workers or anything. Go right ahead, sorry again for keeping you waiting.”

Diavolo’s eyes glimmered with excitement at you before looking down at the meal before him, picking up the homemade burger and taking a bite, his eyes widening with delight. “This is absolutely wonderful, Y/N! I knew having a human cooking food from the human world would make it taste better.” He said after swallowing the food in his mouth.

“Can I eat the fries too?” He asked, looking at you with bright eyes.

You couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh at his words, “Dia, you don’t have to ask me.” You repeat yourself, gently patting your lips with the cloth napkin as you spoke, “I won’t restrict you from eating what I made for you. I want you to enjoy this meal we’re having to the fullest.”

Diavolo lets out a soft chuckle before putting the burger down on his plate gently so it wouldn’t fall apart, “Oh my, I…” He started, seeming to be lost for words from your statements, “The way you said that, you make it like it’s such a normal thing to say. Yet it’s such a shock for me… I… Thank you” He said with a smile, picking up a fry and taking a bite of it, “You cooked these so well too! They’re perfectly salted and crispy” He said with pure wonder, earning a laugh from you as he flattered your cooking skills.

~~~

It was an hour since you two were done eating, you’ve taken care of washing the dishes and cooking ware in the kitchen. The two of you were walking around the castle grounds under the moonlight of the eternal night of the Devildom, talking about whatever as if you were long-time friends. As your laughter settled, Diavolo looked around the area as he got lost in his thoughts,

“You know, Y/N… this is the first time I’ve had such a meal and spent my time outside of the palace like this in such a long time.” He started, walking by your side, “Not having a royal guard or Barbatos to accompany me when I was out in the town or just outside in general to detail me… or restricting me to eating current things on my plate at current times…” He said with a warm smile on his lips, “I’m glad to be doing this with you tonight, you’ve always been someone who I’ve found to easily get along with…”

His kind words made your lips curl slightly into a soft smile, “Well, you’ve been sheltered all your life, always praised at the prince and future king of the Devilsom so I understand why you are always under some kind of supervision… I’m glad to let you experience such stuff, guess I kinda make you feel like any other demon, huh?”

Diavolo let out a laugh at your words, “Ah yes, being part of the royal bloodline of the Devildom hierarchy, so I lived a quiet restricted life. The people of the palace and in the Devildom as a whole, treat me in high regards and respect mostly out of fear of facing punishments or consequences for treating me like I was like anyone else.

“I guess that’s why I’m so glad when we spend time with you… You don’t treat me any differently than anyone else I’ve seen you interact with. It’s just comfortable.”

“Well, I’m glad you feel that way, I think it’s because I’m a human. Well, sorcerer-in-training now.” You said with a soft smile.

“Well, I’m glad you treat me in such a way, I simply wish to be seen as an equal to everyone rather than just narrowing it down to just my royal status.” Diavolo stepped ahead of you before standing in your path, making you stop in your tracks, taking your hands in his, “You are… so much more than just a human to me.”

His actions and words made you freeze. You look up at him with slight confusion, “What do you mean by that Dia…?”

Diavolo’s expression softened with a caring smile, “I mean… to me, you’re more than just another human. You’re my friend… and my only genuine friend at that, not caring for my status and seeing me as the demon I am. Not treating me with the formalities everyone else does who is aware of my title. You’ve always treated me so well and so… normal, I appreciate it.”

You let out a soft chuckle, holding his hands back in a caring manner, “Well, I’m honoured to be that friend for you, Dia. You’re a great guy and I know you’d make such a great king.” You say softly, your eyes meeting his, Diavolo’s eyes filled with affection for you. “... even if I won’t be around for the day you do get crowned.”

A smile spread across Diavolo’s face before letting out a laugh, “You know, I hope you are around when I get crowned into the spot of King, I wish not to assume the position without my closest friend by my side.” He said, gently letting go of our hand and placing his free hand on your cheek, “On the topic of my crowning… It may be a bit presumptuous of me to say this, but I want you to join the Devildom’s Royal Court upon my coronation in the future as part of the council with the brothers.

“Imagine, having you; a human, in the Royal Court. Yes,it would be good to bring unity to the three worlds but having you by my side in my reign of the Devildom every step of the way would be pure bliss and keep me motivated to be a good ruler.”

You stare at his star-struck by his words, you bit your lip, hesitant to speak not wanting to crush his hopes. “Diavolo…” You started, your hands slipping out of his and falling limp on your sides, “I’m not like Solomon… I’m just a regular human.” You say with deep sadness in your eyes, your smile becoming one of melancholy “Don’t get me wrong, it’s such an honour to have you offer such a role to me. Being part of your Court alongside the brothers and Barbatos but… You know all too well that my lifespan is much shorter than yours. I fear that I won’t be around by the time the crown is passed down to you.” You hung your head, as you spoke, not wanting to face Diavolo. You couldn’t bear to see what his reaction was to your reality check.

You heard Diavolo sigh softly, feeling him place both of his hands on your shoulders, “Y/N, I know very well how short the human life-span is compared to my own and my brethren. But life is short in general, no matter human or demon. We should dwell on topics like your morality…” He spoke in a soft and comforting tone, “Don’t worry about the far future, both you and I know I’m no where near to being crowned as king as you know. There’s no way of telling what the future holds for the two of us, for both of us know there are multiple timelines with multiple possibilities and outcomes. But, what matters now is what we do now.” He said, taking one of his hands off from your shoulder, tilting your head up so your eyes meet his. “And what I want to do is to ensure you are there when I’m crowned and have you part of my Royal Court.”

Your eyes widen at his last words, getting at what he’s hinting at, “Are… are you suggesting that we tamper with my lifespan? Basically tampering with my candle in the Reaper’s cave?”

Diavolo’s smile grew when you caught on, “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m suggesting. Solomon has given me a spell to possibly prolong your life like how he has done with his by accident. Just think about it, we can spend the rest of time together, you and I.” His eyes were filled with hope as he took your hands again in his, your eyes never leaving his as he spoke, “Please… Y/N, I have to try this, even if it won’t work - I need to try. Even if it means breaking a couple rules along the way. I’ll do whatever it will take, including defying my own father and the Reaper’s code, if that means you get to be with me longer, so be it. “I cannot just sit by and ignore the fact you will parish and fade away with time while I go on living, I need you by my side… so please, let me be selfish this one time and at least try this.”

You were taken back at his desperate pleas, his hands holding yours tightly as if you’d slipped away from him suddenly, standing there in silence as the sounds of the Devildom filled the air as you took into account Diavolo’s reasoning. “What about the timelines? Does Barbatos know about this plan of yours? Better yet, does Thirteen know about this?” you questioned, watching the prince’s eyes shine as he realised you’re considering this plan of his.

Diavolo nodded in a feverish manner, a wide smile on his lips, “Yes, Barbatos and Thirteen are aware of my plan, both are on board with his plan… all I need to know is - will you stay by my side, Y/N. Stay with me till the end of time?”

You couldn’t help but smile as the prince in front of you started tearing up, his eyes filled with hope. The thought of spending the rest of time with your best friend, living long enough seeing him become the great ruler you fantasized of him becoming made your eyes well up as well. With a smile, you slip one of your hands out from his grasp and place it on his cheek, his face inches away from you “I agree to stay with you Diavolo, I’ll stay with you till the end. Forever by your side and stand with you in your court.” Diavolo smiled widely, tears of pure rolling down his face before he closed the gasp between you two, his lips pressed up against yours, his hands tightening around yours before parting from your lips. “I promise you, Y/N…” He said with a shaky breath from his excitement, his hands trembling against yours, “I’ll be the king you hope I’ll become… I’ll take good care of you, till the end of our days.”

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Hello! I was wondering if I could request this story idea to you.

Plot: The cast, through a misplaced spell, was sent to another dimension without the Male!MC. In the another dimension, they found themselves in the Devildom where everything seemed the same, only to find that no one recognize the brothers as the Avatars or even Diavolo as the future king, resulting in them being captured for impersonating the future king, sending them to the Demon's Lord castle to be judged by the future king, only to be revealed to be MC, who is the Demon King's only son in this dimension. Understanding the problem, MC prompts his best people to help returning them, allowing them to stay in the castle in the meantime.

During the time, the cast found the Ruler!MC to be far more cold and distant than their MC, with the reason being that as the future king, the MC cannot be soft-hearted, resulting in him with no genuine connection with anyone. However, as time goes by, the cast found the Ruler!MC becoming just as affectionate and warm as their MC, though more hesitant.

At the time when the cast could return home, they urge the Ruler!MC to be their kind-hearted self, hugging him for the first time in life...

Hope this is good! Thank you!

Hello!!! I want to say that I love your request! It's really interesting and fun. Also I enjoyed writing it a lot! So I hope you enjoy reading it just as much!

Summary: MC is the Demon king in another dimension the cast found themselves in after a spell went off. Life progresses as they try to find a way back and also gain MC's trust once again.

Male!MC

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It was never different

Recently in the Devildom there have been a lot of.. problems.. the brothers have been actively misbehaving and disobeying the rules of the eldest more than usual... The guys from Purgatory hall have been dealing with a curse of Solomon's that went out and made a fiasco of the building and Diavolo has been treated to a lot of paperwork by Barbatos. It's needless to say that things were as lively as ever. MC was always rushing here and there to help. One minute he'd be in The House of Lamentation, resolving the latest issue, another he'd be in purgatory hall, helping the angels with the cleanup and third he'd be at the demon lord's castle to ease Diavolo's mind off of things. One day as he was on his way to Purgatory hall to help the sorcerer with his latest research a spell went off. Most likely Solomon's doing. But it wasn't just a regular spell..

Soon enough the brothers, the royals, the angels and Solomon found themselves in the middle of nowhere in the Devildom. They were abruptly stopped from whatever they were doing and were sent away. Little did they know that it was another dimension...

All of them looked around in confusion, shooting each other suspicious looks. All of a sudden one of them speaks up.

Mammon: Yo what? I was just in my room countin' money. What am I doing 'ere?

Asmodeus: Yeah! I was doing my skincare when all of a sudden my beautiful reflection in the mirror disappeared and I saw that I wasn't in my room anymore! I almost got a heart attack!

Belphegor who was sleeping at the time was now laying on the ground, sleeping soundly. When Beel noticed him he crotched down next to him and shook him in an attempt to wake him up.

Beelzebub: Belphie, wake up.. it's not the time to sleep..

Meanwhile Satan was glaring at Lucifer who was looking around, ready to turn into his demon form and fight if it was needed.

Satan: Lucifer, what happened?? I was reading my book when suddenly it disappeared from my hands!

Leviathan: oh tell me about it.. I was watching the latest anime of Ruri-chan! The mystery of the love in the sky volume 8! It stopped right in the middle when Ruri was about to find out that she was actually in love with Damian! Ughhh... Now I'll have to deal with spoilers later..

Lucifer: I know nothing of this. I was in my office, doing paperwork when all of a sudden I found myself here...

The eldest turns to Diavolo who was having a conversation with his butler.

Lucifer: Diavolo do you know what happened?

Diavolo: I'm not so sure actually.. It was a surprise to me as well.. Barbatos says that he doesn't know anything either..

During their conversation Solomon looks around and chuckles to himself while shaking his head.

Solomon: It's my doing. I made a tiny mistake while casting a new spell I had just discovered..

Raphael: What kind of spell were you trying to cast? Things don't feel exactly in place...

Simeon: Yes.. something is suspiciously different..

Solomon: It was a spell that could create new dimensions.. the thing is that things do feel different.. which would mean that...

Suddenly Solomon was cut off by Barbatos.

Barbatos: We are in a different dimension..

Mephistopheles: Barbatos? Am I hearing this right? Another dimension?

Barbatos: Yes, Mephistopheles.. you heard me correctly...

Lucifer: Another dimension... Hmm..

Diavolo: Another dimension!?!? This is soo exciting! I've been yearning for something like this! It reminds me of a thing I read not so long ago in Youthful Fun 124!

Barbatos sighs and elbows Diavolo in an attempt to tell him that the situation is more serious than what he thinks.

Asmodeus: Uhm, guys? I don't see MC anywhere.. where could he have gone?

Satan: Perhaps he wasn't teleported with us and is left back in our dimension?

Simeon: That's probably the case yes.. hm.. Solomon? You said it's a dimension creation spell.. how long is it supposed to last?

The human looks over at Simeon and rethinks his answer before speaking.

Solomon: Actually... As I said something went wrong which results in me not knowing where we were sent to or for how much time..

Mammon: Solomon, ya rotten bastard! Now what do we do to get outta 'ere huh?!?!

Lucifer: Mammon, calm down. We just have to think of a spell that will get us out of this dimension. Yes, Solomon?

Lucifer strikes Solomon a stern look and he nods his head in return.

Solomon: That's right.. but the problem is that I'll need some time to resolve this.. also I might need some help..

Diavolo: Barbatos, Lucifer and I will help you, Solomon. Meanwhile we'll have to get used to this dimension. Let's talk to somebody to try and find out more about this place..

And so everyone walked around, looking for somebody they could talk to and soon enough they spotted a demon who had a dumb expression on his face, leaning against a wall. They walked up to him and immediately began asking questions. The demon answered each question and everyone got a pretty good grasp of the situation. The thing was when they mentioned their titles as Avatars of Sin or The future demon king the demon just stood in confusion, eyeing them with a questioning expression.

Demon: Avatar of Pride..? Greed? Envy? What are you talking about?

Lucifer: Yes. We are the seven rulers of the underworld. I'm the eldest and the Avatar of Pride.. this one is the Avatar of Greed and that one the Avatar of Envy...

The eldest pointed at each brother, stating their title but the demon he was talking to just shook his head.

Demon: I've never heard of demons like that. And rulers of the underworld? We have only one ruler.. well future ruler..

Upon hearing his words Diavolo looked high into the sky with a mix of confidence and smug in his expression.

Diavolo: That would be me. I am the future demon king! Lord Diavolo, son of the demon king himself!

Demon: What? Are you trying to impersonate the future demon king? That was one pathetic attempt..

Everyone's eyes widened upon hearing the demon's words.

Mephistopheles: Don't you dare speak like that to Diavolo himself! You better bow down to him and apologise this instant! That is disrespect towards the future demon king.

The demon laughs and shakes his head.

Demon: I'm not disrespecting anybody. I don't know this demon and I don't think anyone else here does.. also I think you are the ones disrespecting the future demon king. I shall report you to the royal guards for impersonating a member of the royal family.

And soon enough everyone found themselves at the entrance of the demon lord's castle. They were escorted there by guards upon hearing about the impersonation. After all impersonating members of the royal family was illegal and Diavolo had to face the consequences of his crime. They stood there waiting when all of a sudden the doors of the castle opened. The guards stated the arrival of the demon prince and bowed down upon seeing him. Though he was no other than MC. Everyone rubbed their eyes to make sure they were seeing things correctly and they were! MC was standing proudly before them, wearing royal attire and was talking to somebody who was standing beside him. Light was practically radiation off of MC. He looked so glorious and stunning that he could make anyone kneel out of free will before him.

Guard: Bow down, you idiots. This is the future demon king. Show some respect!

The brothers except Lucifer were fast to bow down before the royal figure, fast followed by the angels along with Solomon. Though Lucifer, Barbatos, Diavolo, Mephistopheles and Thirteen were still standing proudly as if they didn't hear the command from the guard. MC shot them a stern look and crossed his arms at his chest.

MC: Well? You were told to bow down, weren't you? So what are you waiting for?

Lucifer: MC we are not to bow down before you. You are well aware that we hold a higher rank than yours.

While the eldest spoke the rest of them bowed down and upon seeing that Lucifer wouldn't stop running his mouth, Diavolo pulled him down to bow before MC which also managed to shut him up.

MC just ignored Lucifer's words and spoke ahead.

MC: That's what I thought. You can stand normally now. And I would like to hear why you decided it was so funny to impersonate me. Is the title I hold so unimportant to you that you chose to mock it?

It was already obvious to everyone that the person standing before them wasn't the MC they knew. He didn't treat them with the usual warmth and didn't offer the so loved smile. Instead he was cold and distant. Something they've never witnessed in MC. A side they've never seen. They didn't know this side of him and they were starting to dislike it. On top of that they had to accept the fact that apparently they were nobodies. Diavolo wasn't the future demon king, the brothers weren't the rulers of the underworld, nor the Avatars of Sin and Barbatos wasn't the royal butler. They were regular demons in this dimension.

Diavolo raised his head and looked over at MC who had a stern look on his face.

Diavolo: I'm utterly sorry, your highness.. we come from... afar and weren't aware of your rank. Please accept my apology.

Everyone looked at Diavolo with utter surprise. He had just saved them from punishment, saying that they weren't locals. The brothers looked down, hiding their smiles while the rest just looked around.

MC: Oh so you aren't locals. Hm.. I see. I suppose that is understandable. You shall be forgiven but could I ask... Where do you come from? I'm well known throughout the entire Devildom. It's rare to see someone who doesn't know of me.

Silence followed. Diavolo was wondering whether it would be a good idea to tell MC in this dimension about what really happened. But before Diavolo could make up his mind Solomon was fast to speak.

Solomon: Your highness, we come from another dimension. We ended up lost here, caused by a malfunction of a spell.

MC's eyes widened for a second before he regained his composure once again.

Luke: Yea!! And in our dimension Diavolo is the future demon king so that is why we said he was the prince. Oh and-

Simeon looked over at Luke, silently telling him to shut up, before wrapping an arm around his shoulders and smiling.

Simeon: Yes, yes, Luke is right. It was just a misunderstanding, your highness.

MC nodded his head and offered the group a small smile.

MC: I understand your situation. I will gladly offer you a place to stay here in the castle until you resolve your issue. Also I will have my best people help with the process so you could return to your own dimension as fast as possible.

MC turned to Diavolo and bowed his head before speaking once again.

MC: I understand it must be a lot to handle, having to leave your people like that. I would fall in grief and would be extremely concerned.

Diavolo offered MC a big smile and nodded his head.

Diavolo: Thank you for understanding, MC

MC shot Diavolo a look of confusion and cleared his throat before speaking.

MC: Could I ask... How do you know my name?

Mammon: We know ya in our dimension, MC!

Asmodeus: Yes! You are part of our family!

Leviathan: Though you aren't a future demon king.. you're a...

Levi went silent so Satan cleared his throat.

Satan: A human.

MC nodded his head.

MC: Oh I see.. so in your dimension I'm a human and part of your family. That explains how you know my name.. well you've told me enough..

MC moved away from the doors and welcomed everybody to enter.

MC: Please make yourself at home. But make no mistake. You're guests here so please behave accordingly.

And so the brothers, the angels, the royals and Solomon began living in the demon lord's castle along with prince MC and his butler. MC offered help with finding a way to return home. He also gave them rooms and food. They had everything they could ask for. The only difference was MC. The brothers would always try to socialise with him but he would often push them away or be extremely distant when having a conversation. Everyone was weary of the situation and feeling the lack of the warmth MC would always offer. Though as time passed MC began opening up to everybody. Spending time with them. Having conversations with them, laughing with them and experiencing adventures along with them. It wasn't long before MC got back to his once radiant self. Everyone seemed happy about that fact until one day Solomon announced that he found a way to get back to their own dimension. And then the day came. Today was the day everyone would return back home to their regular dimension. The day was especially quiet. MC was preparing to say goodbye to the brothers and the others while they had mixed feelings. They wanted to return back home to their own dimension and their own MC but they also got close with this MC. Some of them were upset and torn while others hid their emotions. When the hour hit everyone gathered in one of the halls of the castle, ready to cast the spell and go home. MC had come along to say goodbye.

Solomon: It's time.

Diavolo nodded and looked over at Lucifer.

Diavolo: It's time to say goodbye. I know you and your brothers became really close with MC so go ahead and say your goodbyes.

Mammon was the first to run up to MC. He threw his arms around him in a warm hug, whispering a goodbye before returning back to the bunch. Next followed Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie. All of them shared a warm hug with MC. All of them saying how much they'll miss him before saying a final goodbye. Last was Lucifer. He walked up to MC and offered to shake his hand but instead MC pulled him into a hug. The eldest let out a subtle chuckle, before saying goodbye and returning back to his brothers. And so preparations were ready. Solomon cast the spell and just before they disappeared all of them spoke in one tone.

Everyone: Goodbye, MC! See you at home.

[jtks-gh05t-g1rl]

My everything.

part one

(this is copied from my Wattpad!)

not many warning besides, swear words, smoking is mentioned, and kinda cheesey or sappy.

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"what the fuck..?"

I rubbed my eyes to try to get rid of the blurriness. all I could make out was a wood podium; it reminded me of a court , the most important person in the middle, and the others on each side or in front.

I had a throbbing headache. Actually, it was my entire body that was aching. The heat was not helping my case. The only pleasant thing was the smell. It was earthy and smelt, kind of burnt ?, but in a calming way.

I finally got my vision back after a few seconds. In front of me, there were eight men; one of which caught my eye. His hair looked like the night sky right when the sun begins to set, containing hues of blue and purple.. He had the most beautiful eyes, a golden color that was mesmerizing. I noticed the person next to him whispering something to him.

"Oh! You're awake!"

I looked over at a red-haired man. He had a huge grin on his face. He was honestly very intimidating, I would be lying if I said I wasn't panicking.

"what is this? where am i?"

"It's a very long story, but y'know what else is lo-"

"Shut up!"

"Ow! You're gonna bruise my beautiful skin!" A boy with champagne like hair spoke.

"I'm just going to assume I was kidnapped, and now you're going to kill me."

"I promise you, We mean no harm," the Red haired man spoke.

"You are at The Royal Academy of Diavolo, or RAD for short, You have been chosen as an exchange student. You will be studying here for one year, You will also be representing the human realm."

"Human realm?"

"Ah, there are three realms. human realm, or human world, celestial realm, and the demon realm, which you are in currently."

It was completely silent for a couple seconds

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"are you guys high?"

"goodness no!"

"I'm so confused."

"and my head hurts."

"Barbatos?"

"I am already on it, my lord."

the man I'm assuming to be barbatos handed me a steamy cup of tea. it smelled incredible, I'm beginning to see a pattern.

"To help with your pain."

"Thank you." I said, trying to smile. The pain from all over was distracting.

"Allow me to introduce everyone before we move further."

"I am Lord diavolo, the future king of the devildom."

▪︎Leviathan's POV▪︎

[a few minutes earlier]

"psst, Levi, she was totally staring at you!!" Asmo had just whispered to me .

I gave him a "You're crazy" look. He must be psycho if he thinks someone that pretty would look at me, let alone stare.

I don't even know this girl, but I can already tell she's going to get a lot of attention here. I got an overwhelming wave of jealousy, or maybe even anger, rush over me.

I don't know this human, why do I feel like this? why am I so upset?

lord diavolo had begun to introduce everyone, and I hadn't even noticed. I was too lost in my thoughts. maybe I should stop thinking.

▪︎MC POV▪︎

one lengthy introduction and explanation later I understand what's going on and I know names of the people in front of me. I still could not take my eyes off this gorgeous boy. This is so sappy, but holy shit he's breathtaking.

"So, are you being serious about the three realms? I always thought that was like a fairytale or something."

"That's expected. Yes, we are serious." A man with piercing red eyes, I now know as lucifer, spoke. He was also very intimidating.

"I'm sorry, but all of you are extremely scary." I chuckled nervously.

"Oh sweetie, please. how could I ever be scary!"

"Hello? is she awake?"

"Right on time, solomon!"

"MC this Solomon the other human exchange student."

"Hello, MC!"

"Hi."

"Wait, don't I know you from somewhere? you look so familiar.." I gasped.

"You used to visit the book shop I work at!" I said with a huge smile plastered on my face.

"Yes! You always recommended the best books. Maybe you could recommend more in the future?"

"for sure!"

"MC, Mammon will be giving you a tour of RAD and The House or Lamentation." Diavolo spoke.

"Wha-! Why me?!" Mammon spoke, earning a terrifying stare from lucifer.

"Just kidding! I would be honored!"

"MC, if he causes you any trouble, don't be afraid to report back to me."

"Yes, sir!"

"Wow, mammon. She just got here, and she already has better manners than you!" Leviathan spoke.

▪︎leviathan's POV▪︎

She giggled at my "joke", truthfully, it wasn't a joke. I was a thousand percent serious, but she laughed.

We were all dismissed by Diavolo after mammon and MC had left. I obviously went straight to my room. I changed into something more comfortable, I could not take one more second in that uniform. I was starving, so I started to make my way to the kitchen.

"Y'know you aren't that bad for a human!" mammon told MC. They seem to be getting along well.

mammon to distracted to notice me, so he walked into me.

"Oi! Watch it, Levi!"

"You bumped into me!" Mammon's eyes lit up as if he had the most incredible idea.

"You're right, Levi! I'm sorry!"

"On an unrelated note! Can you finish this tour for me? I'm so exhausted."

"Oh em gee, do you hate me that much?" MC said, giggling.

"Of course not!" he said, running away.

"Well, I guess I don't have a choice."

"Oh my gosh! You like TSL?"

she said, gesturing to my t-shirt.

▪︎MC'S POV▪︎

"O-oh yeah!" the boy said, rubbing his arm.

"I've been a fan for years!"

I started to zone out as the indigo-haired boy went on rambling about his favorite characters and favorite book. staring at his features, thankfully he didn't notice. I didn't mind his rambling. It helped me get to know him better.

"Oh yeah! the tour! sorry, I got distracted."

"No, that's okay. I only just now got into TSL, but you seem to know a lot. Maybe you can tell me more about it later?"

"I would love too- I mean, that would be cool!" he had the most beautiful smile.

"Where have you not seen? What's left of the tour?"

"Oh, uhm, I think I just need to see where I'm staying."

"ok cool! this way." Levi turned on his heels.

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"Right here!"

"Whoa, this room is really nice."

"It's all yours, I think lucifer said that you'll get all of your things back sometime this week."

"Thank you, levi!" I said smiling.

"No problem! I-I'm gonna get going, uhm, goodnight!"

He walked away before I could say anything.

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[inhuman-obey-me]

In the ars goetia they are represented as kings, dukes, and so on.. but the demons like Mammon, Leviathan, they are not part of the ars goestia, so could we say there are different structures of hell?

Well, the Ars Goetia is only one part of the overall grimoire The Lesser Keys of Solomon -- and it is certainly not the only grimoire that exists historically! Other famous grimoires include the Dictionnaire Infernal and the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum, though these also are far from the only ones. In fact, we have a book -- The Dictionary of Demons -- which sources and lists over 1,700 demons that have been mentioned in various grimoires and other occult texts over the ages. And here is what that book has to say on rankings:

In the vast majority of grimoires, demons are typically assigned a rank and royal title to indicate their position in the pecking order of Hell. In the Testament of Solomon, [...] demons sometimes present themselves as princes and kings - positions largely in keeping with the concept of royalty that existed at the time. Medieval works [...] expand the demonic hierarchy to include a variety of positions: princes and kings, dukes and earls, counts, presidents, and even knights - positions reflective of the feudal system at work throughout Europe during that time. The ranks attributed to the infernal legions may tell us more about the time period in which the various books of magick were penned than they do about the actual hierarchy of Hell.

It goes on to mention that seven ranks were eventually solidified within demonology, as seven was a number "of great significance in medieval and Renaissance Europe" due to the number of planets known at the time and the thought of seven spheres making up the heavens. The Lesser Key of Solomon was responsible for then assigning planets to each of the ranks, which in turn were linked to metals, and those metals were needed for the magical seals.

Basically, the ranks do sort of establish a sense of hierarchy in hell, but practically speaking, humans mainly need pay attention to those ranks more just for the magical practice of knowing how to deal with the demons correctly.

That said, we've talked about the Hierarchy of the Devildom in this post, which also lists the seven titles. It's also important to note that Mammon and Leviathan in particular are actually demons derived from other concepts/beings -- Mammon originally just meant money/riches, and Leviathan comes from a sea serpent referenced in the Bible, which actually has roots in Lotan. So Levi himself is actually Lotan, and he's just doing a really exaggerated roleplay when he says he's summoning Lotan. So in terms of different ranking structures then, the answer is sort of yes, sort of no. It's a mess of manmade governing systems as applied to theological creatures over time.

But in OM canon, we can very conveniently just throw most of this out because Diavolo is the one and only Future Ruler of the Devildom, the brothers and Barbatos are his immediate council, and everyone else serves as just general "nobles," such as the House of Lords. They probably have more in-depth hierarchies amongst themselves -- but for all we need to care about in the game, they're a big hassle of demons who give Diavolo (and the brothers) a hard time and should back the fuck off!! :)

[mcx7demonbros]

Confusion

Ft. Klein, Diavolo, Lucifer, Mammon.

C/W. None.

Inspired by that home screen dialogue of Mammon telling us to never drop the “Lord” in “Lord Diavolo”, or Lucifer would kill us.

Summary: Klein wanted to mess with the handsome eldest. This story took place at the beginning of the exchange program so no romantic relationships yet.

“Never drop the “lord” in “Lord Diavolo, or Lucifer would kill ya.” Mammon warned Klein.

“Huh? But neither Lucifer nor Diavolo said anything like that.” Klein protested.

“They never said it. But Lucifer always expect respect for Diavolo from the exchange students. Among the exchange students, ya are the one with tiniest existence and lowest position in his eyes, so the biggest amount of respect for Diavolo is expected of ya. Perhaps you should kneel on both legs and kowtow to Diavolo.”

Klein nearly showed his strong approval, but he managed to hold it back. On Earth, the only persons to whom he ever bowed were his parents, grandparents and the clergy. It was Klein’s Pride, to only bow (and perhaps kneel) to people whom he owed a natural obligation to respect. Others like royals and politicians, idols and celebrities, etc., Klein vowed to never bow to any of them. If he met them while being a normal boy, the most he could give them was a courtesy smile.

But now, he was expected to bow and/or kneel down and kowtow to Diavolo. NO! NEVER! Klein wouldn’t have that. At the moment, he really wanted to mess with Lucifer for having such an absurd thought and see the expression on his handsome face. He didn’t blame Mammon as the Avatar of Greed only conveyed what Lucifer implied or said discreetly.

A light bulb appeared in Klein’s head as an idea popped up. The Overlord smirked.

The next morning, Diavolo and Lucifer were walking the hallway of RAD while discussing the recent reports. Upon seeing the two demons, the students all stepped aside and paved a way for them.

“Diavolo!” Klein got out of the crowd and greeted.

Before Diavolo could have the chance to greet back. Klein hurriedly corrected himself. “How rude of me! I should refer to you as “Lord Diavolo”. Oh, I forgot to, wait, was it bow or curtsy.” Klein began to scratch his head. Meanwhile, demons on the sides were smirking and enjoying the drama. They loved seeing others, whatever race they were, getting into trouble.

“Calm down, Klein.” Diavolo said. His face expression was a little hurt. He thought he and the new exchange student had become friends. Why the sudden change in the exchange student’s attitude and treatment towards him?

“I’m sorry, Lord Diavolo. It must be an embarrassment just talking to me. I’ll excuse myself.”

“No, Klein. First, drop the “Lord”. You don’t need to be so formal to me. Second, what had happened that made you change your tone towards me?”

Klein looked to the side and caught the sight of Lucifer’s crimson eyes. He soon averted his eyes, much to Lucifer’s puzzlement. However, Klein’s gaze did not escape Diavolo’s watchful eyes.

“I c-can’t say it.”

“You can talk to me, Klein. I would help you. I won’t suffer the exchange students feeling uncomfortable during their time here.” Diavolo said as he looked at other demons, taking the chance to also warn them.

“Alright. It’s just s-someone told me the amount of respect I had for you was unacceptable. I must treat you at someone above me, as my k-king, since I’m such a tiny insignificant existence and all.”

“Enough, I understand. Klein, I, Diavolo, the future king of Devildom, assure you that none can force you to kneel before me, not even me. And you’re most certainly welcomed to be casual around me.”

“Really!? That’s wonderful! Then we can be real friends.”

“Yes, friends.”

“Let’s have a friendly hug.”

“Of course!” Diavolo laughed and hugged Klein tightly.

Lucifer and the other demons were like “What the fuck did I just see?” However, at that moment, Lucifer noticed a smirk from Klein. Then the eldest connected every dot and realized Klein was playing with him…like a toy, or a chess piece, an expression which Lucifer himself preferred. Realizing that, his fist tightened. He just wanted to grab Klein and threaten the boy right now.

It was Diavolo who pulled Lucifer back to the real world. “Lucifer, I need to talk to you in private.”

Then the two left. Right after that, Mammon ran to Klein. He had been away because Klein tricked him so that Mammon wouldn’t reveal his plan accidentally with his idiocy.

“Oi, human, where have ya been?”

Klein did calculate so that he would hear Diavolo scolding Lucifer. He had a small robot, in the form of a small fly, to follow Lucifer into Diavolo’s office. Klein put an earphone connecting to the robot on his ear to listen to what happening in the room. Every “I’m completely disappointed…” was like music to Klein’s ear. He couldn’t contain himself and squealed every time he heard it.

But the joy didn’t last long, as Barbatos found out about the fly and destroyed it. Fortunately, the butler thought it was only a normal fly since it was small and he couldn’t see the robotic components of it.

That night, Klein brought a cup of hell coffee to Lucifer’s study.

“Lucifer, here’s your coffee.”

Lucifer didn’t reply. He stood up, towered over Klein.

“Lu-lucifer?” Klein backed away until he was cornered. Then Lucifer put his hand on the wall, making a kabedon.

“Was you messing with me?” Lucifer asked.

“M-messing what? I don’t understand.”

“Feigning ignorance, I see. I’ll give you a chance, confess your sins now.”

“Con-confess what. I-I only confess to a priest.”

Lucifer’s eyes glowed dark red as he moved his thumb across Klein’s lips. “I already gave you a chance to confess. And you didn’t. Don’t beg for mercy when I force a it out of you when the time comes.”

“Lucifer, you’re freaking me out.” Klein tried to hold back his tears as his legs shaking.

Lucifer didn’t reply to that. He only grabbed his cup of coffee and stepped aside, letting Klein go.

After Klein left. Lucifer returned to work. A few minutes later, he sipped the coffee. The reasons he kept the coffee were because he didn’t want to waste it and he wanted to see what taste he would get from the coffee.

The moment his tongue touched the coffee, Lucifer could feel its extreme bitterness. It is said that the more crush or love the maker has towards the one who drinks the hell coffee, the more bitter it is.

Which meant Klein was very fond of Lucifer, which confused Lucifer even more. If he really was fond of the Avatar of Pride, why would he get him in trouble with Diavolo, that made no sense. But if the boy was innocent, then what with the evil smile when he hugged Diavolo?

Argh, none this is making any sense. Klein, just what kind of person are you?

Tag. @sparkbeast20

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Tag dump 1/?

{ Sounds and Melodies - Music } { First Brother and Avatar of Pride - Lucifer } { Second Brother and Avatar of Greed - Mammon } { Third Brother and Avatar of Envy - Leviathan } { Fourth Brother and Avatar of Wrath - Satan } { Fifth Brother and Avatar of Lust - Asmodeus } { Sixth Brother and Avatar of Gluttony - Beelzebub } { Seventh Brother and Avatar of Sloth - Belphegor } { Human Exchange Student Among Demons - Yuki/Male!MC } { Royal Demon and Future King of Devildom - Lord Diavolo } { Loyal and Impeccable Demon Butler - Barbatos } { Powerful and Immortal Sorcerer - Solomon } { Calm and Serious Archangel - Simeon } { Quiet Spear Wielding Seraphim - Raphael } { Reaper and Caretaker of Life Candles - Thirteen } musings of a reaper musings of a demon musings of an angel musings of a sorcerer out of grimm and dp { Young Devil Bird of a Son - Lucius } { Playful Half Demon and Prideful Bird - Dante } { Royal Heir and Half Demon Dragon - Caius } { Crafty Bird of a Half Demon and Fae - Mael } { Mystery Demon of a Moth Pet - Samuel } { Warm Heart of Royal Dragon - Silas } { Sharp Witted Bird of Pride - Ignatius } { Noble Demon of Wickedness - Belial } { Shepherding Archangel of Justice - Raguel }

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Random Obey Me Headcannons I Have, But They’re Out of Context

Levi is banned from all karaoke and singing anything throughout the devildom.

Mammon is banned from a lot of Devildom gameshows.

If you want to check if your jewelry is real or how much it’s worth, you go to Mammon.

Lucifer was an alchoholic.

Belphie has two very different reputations throughout the devildom, one as The Lord of Dreams, the other as The Master of Nightmares. On one hand he’s as harmless as a demon lord can get, on the other hand he’s more terrifying than Lucifer.

Beel is head of the royal guard and is a beast during training, but no one is scared of him.

Levi acts very different than his usual self and is more like Lucifer, but only when he’s in uniform/working/on a ship.

Levi is the best strategist among the brothers, even better than Satan or Lucifer.

Very few know about mammon’s job and even fewer know what it entails, but him and his team are some of the most important in the devildom.

Asmo and some of his close companions and followers basically work for/with Satan.

Mammon is the singular reason the brothers didn’t completely break and fall apart after the war ended and they fell.

Mammon often gets pulled into a sectretary-like job by the royal treasurer.

No one is actually sure what Lucifer’s sexual orientation is, but its a running joke for people to wish him a happy pride.

Everyone is the devildom knows that if you’re in trouble at pride, you find Beel or Diavolo first, any of the other brothers or staff second.

Mammon has ADHD, Lucifer and Satan both have ADHD-i (previously known as ADD), they were born/created with these. (Both Michael and Raphael have autism). None of them are diagnosed. (Thanks to grannys-things, I learned new lore about ADHD vs ADD and was able to change this to be more accurate!)

Asmo is OCD, Levi has Social Anxiety and Panic Attacks, Belphie has Major Depression, and Beel has an eating disorder, they developed these after the war and have varying levels of control over the conditions.

Barbatos has Musophobia, it was something he developed after seeing something in the human realm’s future that was unavoidable.

Asmo and Levi go to the Devildom Comicon every year together in full cosplay, a different one for each day.

All Demons have Polyamorous Tendencies, and as royalty Diavolo is sort of expected to have a harem, but he doesn’t care for one. In contrast, Solomon used to have one when he was a young wise king and joking calls his pact demons his harem sometimes.

Belphie has a lot of knowledge about human myths and legends, only Satan ever hears about that though.

Beel has anger issues outside of his hangry fits, he only got them after Lilith died and Satan helped him get them under control.

Barbatos uses his powers sometimes for his own vacations while he’s still working, taking a few months to a decade in the human world for himself.

He and Simeon are quite close and it’s why Simeon was chosen for the exchange program, he’s Simeon’s main informant and proof reader for his series.

Satan has the nickname ‘TanTan’ and only one person has ever called him that and remains the only person allowed to use that name.

There’s more, but that’s it for now! It’s pretty Brother centered, but i’ll do another one with more with other characters! and if you want explainations or have ideas about certain headcannons, drop me an ask or leave a comment and I'll give it context. (All explained headcannons will be linked back to the masterlist, fyi.)

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Tagged to do this Obey Me OC Template (Link) by @razzledazzle17

Decided to just make a new post cuz it would be a hella long chain >>” I picked my lil’ ol’ DiaLuci love child~ *Edited some things out the template if I didn’t have an answer or didn’t quite apply

Obey Me OC

Personal - Basics

[Name] Adrammelech, Addy

[Race/Species]

Demon [x] Angel [] Human [] Other: []

[Age] Unknown

[Birthday] Unknown

[Height] 6ft 1in (I wanted Addy to be between the heights of Lucifer/Diavolo)

[Fingernail Polish Color(s)] Black polish, but their ring fingers have red polish

[Hair color/description] Short wavy black hair, the bangs in the front fade into a red

Personal - In-depth

[Gender or no | Pronoun(s)] Non-Binary, They/them

[Sexual/Romantic Orientation or lack thereof] Asexual/Panromantic

[Favorite Color(s)] Black, Red, Gold, Blue

[Personality] Generally friendly, and respectful, but can be a tease. Has moments of being childish and at the same time can be serious/mature. Potentially sadistic

Personal - Other

[Likes] Their parents/family, coffee/tea, formal attire, the beach, dahlias/gardening

[Dislikes] Disrespect towards their parents, untidiness, not getting enough sleep, dark wooded areas

[Positive Traits] Their politeness and well mannered behavior, willing to lend a hand to help out

[Negative Traits] Easily gets convinced into shenanigans, Can be obsessive, Not easy to calm down when aggressive

Relationships

*Now I’m not quite far in the Addy’s Origins comic to explain most of these relationships and the comic is supposed to short so Addy doesn’t meet everyone anyway but these are how the relationships would be if I had time to display them. Also slight spoilers here, but it gets decided later to keep Addy being a love child a secret from everyone. The only ones who know are Diavolo, Lucifer, Barbatos, Solomon and maaaaaaybe Simeon. I haven’t decided if I want him in the loop. So Addy thinks of Lucifer’s bros as uncles but they don’t know that they view them as such.

[With Demons]

Lucifer - As their dad, Addy loves and respects him very much, but is aware of Lucifer’s apprehension to except them as their child due to their mysterious appearance. That being said Addy is patient and willing to work hard to earn Lucifer’s approval.

Mammon - The cool uncle, though Addy understands a lot of Mammon’s actions cause his dad stress, they have a soft spot for him since Mammon actually cares and is nice. They do appreciate that Mammon is willing to include them in his schemes.

Leviathan - The quiet uncle, They don’t quite see eye to eye sometimes as Addy is a more active individual, but is very interested and happy when Levi shares his hobbies with them.

Satan - The brother uncle, technically speaking Satan is both their uncle and a brother of sorts, but disregarding the strange family tree situation Addy views him more of an older sibling. They respect him, but disapprove of his untidy room and rebel behavior towards Lucifer at times.

Asmodeus - The Alabama uncle, Asmo will always be an Asmo so he does flirt and get a little handsy with Addy, though they laugh it off as Asmo being affectionately quirky. They often will got to Asmo for outfit advice and accessories since he is the most fashionable of his uncles.

Beelzebub - The sporty uncle, Beel’s appetite does surprise and scare them at times, but Addy enjoys the times when Beel exercises and plays sports with them.

Belphegor - The complicated uncle, Addy is bothered by Belphie’s disrespect towards his dad and father in the past and finds it hard to talk to him for that reason. However, they are aware that Belphie deep down cares, so they make an effort to be cordial with him.

Diavolo - As his father, Addy also loves and respects him very much. They are aware of his position as future King, and much like Lucifer, is careful to not make him look bad. They have a closer bond with each other considering both share friendly/childish behavior.

Barbatos - The unofficial uncle, Addy is very curious about Barbatos’ history and is appreciative that he takes care of his father. They enjoy learning about things from Barbatos and often go to him for advice if he doesn’t seek it from their parents.

[With Angels]

Simeon - Addy can be slightly shy towards Simeon as they don’t particularly have a sense of what angels are really like. They can sense that their father has his issues with angels, but is also aware that their dad is close or at least once was so they remain friendly Simeon.

Luke - Being quite young in appearance, Addy doesn’t take as much caution around Luke as they do with Simeon. They would take part in the running chihuahua joke that their dad and uncles started.

Michael - They don’t have a lot of information about Michael so they only have a neutral opinion of him.

[With Humans]

Solomon - They view Solomon in a similar light to Barbatos. Curious about his past, but willing to trust him. Addy is also interested in learning magic from him considering he’s a powerful sorcerer.

Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Favorite Job(s)] The royal Library/The Mausoleum, They share a fondness for books (not quite on the level of their ‘brother’) and they wish to feel closer to their passed relatives

[Favorite Place(s) to Hang at] RAD, The House of Lamentation, Lord Diavolo’s Castle

[Favorite Food(s)] Behemoth Salisbury Steak

[Favorite Class Subject(s)] Cursed Music

Least Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Least Favorite Job(s)] The Fall, getting gawked at by multiple lewd demons can be overwhelming

[Least Favorite Places to Go] The forbidden woods (Idk the proper name of the area. I couldn’t find it on the wiki but ya know that forest area scene we sometimes see)

[Least Favorite Foods] Foods that should be warm/hot being served cold/room temp

[Disliked Class Subject(s)] Mathematics

[Stuff that Can be Considered a Negative About Devildom] They do wish there was some sort of sun like in the human world

Personality Chart

I don’t tag but hop in if you want~ 🍑🍑🍑

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Sorry for asking another request out from your Prompt list bc my ADHD brain won't shut up and gave me an idea, but can I PLEASE request an MC who actually worked under Diavolo for being his personal assassin/spy to kill or spy on his potential enemies (seen in the future by dearest Barbs) which also means is physically, mentally and magically stronger than any of the bros?

(which also means that their immortal due to being working under Diavolo) Although I did sort of saw an anime or manga abt it (which I cannot remember the name of) that the stronger one took care of a weak and frail child and raised them into a stronger and potentially surpass the one who raised them. Sorry abt the rant.😂😅

You have such amazing ideas- I love these requests

MC being Dias personal assassin and spy

You’ve been working for the demonic royal family for centuries . You were hired originally by Lord Diavolos father. And now you work for Lord Diavolo, himself. Being a royal means that you have many enemies, deserving or otherwise. Which is why, as a protective protocol, Diavolos father hired you to stalk, spy on, and assassinate any threats to him and his son

Being in this business, especially for as long as you have been, means that you have gotten quite strong. You have even managed to surpass the Seven lords along with the crown prince and his butler. Of course it wasn’t always like that

Growing up you were quite the opposite to how you are now. You were small, frail, and weak. You were found by an assassin one night and taken in. They were one of the strongest demons out there and they had decided to train you themselves. Lucky for them, you’re a quick learner. You eventually grew to surpass your mentor in strength as well. Which is when the king had found and hired you. And boy were you good at it. You quickly became the royal families most trusted protector. They had you watching out at all the events, and even in their normal, day to day life

You couldn’t forget the person who raised and mentored you, of course, so you often spent all of your free time with them

Eventually, Lucifer and his brothers fell from grace and to the Devildom. Diavolo made it your job to watch over them while they all got settled in down in their new home. The brothers weren’t too pleased once they found out but there wasn’t much they could do about it. Over the years they all grew to like you, or at least be able to stand being in the same room as you. What they weren’t too fond of though, was the fact that you, a random demon with no special title who works for the soon to be king, is stronger than them

Lucifer has a great deal of respect for you. He has to. You’re the one who is in charge of protecting the prince. He knows it isn’t an easy job. However, when it comes to you being stronger than him, he is very much in denial. If asked about it, he insists that he could take you in a fight, and win, no sweat. Now, Lucifer is a very strong man, he has to be, but you’re stronger. And he hates it. So much. Eventually he’ll get over it, mostly. He still thinks he could take you though

Mammon is another one who thinks he could take you in a fight, but he’s smart enough to know not to test you. Actually he kinda likes you. He tries to get you to help him out when the witches are on his case again. You don’t usually oblige but every once in a while you stand up for him

Leviathan is terrified of you. Like he avoids you at all costs. Not only because he’s a socially awkward introvert, but also because he knows you’re stronger than him and that you could easily destroy him if you so pleased. However, there was a time that Diavolo asked you to help him with Hell’s Navy. He really enjoyed that. It was nice having someone as talented as you on his team for a bit. And he got to know you a bit better. He’s still awkward around you but it isn’t as bad

Satan found some sort of comfort in you. When he was born, his brothers were all grieving. Which he understands of course, they did just lose their sister, but that along with the fact that they were newly demons and trying to settle into life in the devildom, meant that they weren’t the best caretakers for a new born demon. Lucifer especially gave off this “high and mighty” aura about him. Lucifer wouldn’t let him explore his own personality or the new world around him and they were always telling him what to do. This caused him to resent Lucifer. One day Lucifer left him in your care though. You didn’t feel as if you were better than him and you let him be himself. You shared some books from the royal library with him. You even let him borrow your favorite mystery novel. Satan looked up to you. He has such respect for you

Asmoseus doesn’t mind you that much. He knows he’s not the most powerful or strong demon, and he’s okay with it. After all, it could affect his looks. He does enjoy coming to see you at the palace or during events. He tries to get you to show him some cool magic. You typically don’t oblige, mainly because you’re working and need to stay focused. He always says that you’re no fun, but of course he always comes back

Beelzebub is another one who really likes you. You’re a protector and so is he. All that Beel wants is to make sure something like what happened up in the celestial realm never happens again. And with you and him around, he is almost certain it won’t

Belphegor isn’t a fan. You work for Diavolo. He doesn’t like Diavolo. However, his twin is quite fond of you so he supposes that you can’t be all that bad. He likes to try and play pranks on you, but it never seems to work

Diavolo loves you. Like absolutely adores you. He has such high respect for you and would trust his life with you. His father was a horrible one. Meaning that you and Barbatos are the ones who raised him. He sees you as a role model. As a child he wanted nothing more than to be just like you. Even if you kept him from messing around all the time

Barbatos is another one with a great amount of respect for you. He’s seen you in action. He knows you would risk your life to save someone. Which is just what the royal family needs. You and him often work together. Not just to keep Diavolo in line, but also to stay 10 steps ahead of any potential danger