#♡.belphegor

[thedevilspearl]

asking them stupid questions — all brothers

a/n: having a hard time writing smut atm so here’s some silly headcanons with the brothers. i was really tired when i proofread this so there may be some mistakes.

tags: 2k words, no gender specified, reader x lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub + belphegor. (belphie’s is a little suggestive).

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

lucifer has had enough.

it’s been a long day and he wished for a quiet night in his office to relax with some tea while overlooking the bills his brothers have riled up.

but he’s quite distracted tonight.

peace and quiet is not an option. especially with you loitering, floating around his office and touching all the trinkets and décor. you’ve never shown interest in them before, but tonight, all of a sudden lucifer’s office is the most inviting place in the world.

“mc?”

“yes, honey?”

“is something the matter.”

there is a painstakingly long silence before you answer. “….no.”

letting out a little sigh, he asks, “are you quite sure?”

you hum with a subtle nod, barely looking him in the eye and he is now certain something is wrong.

“mc, please. if you aren’t feeling well, you can tell me about it. you don’t need to make this difficu—”

“would you still love me if i was a worm?”

“what?” lucifer’s voice croaks.

“it’s just that i felt sad thinking about how you might not love me anymore if one day i turned into a worm and couldn’t turn back into me.”

“mc, in what world would you ever turn into a worm?”

“most likely this one. remember that time mammon accidentally turned me into a sheep in spells class? i was cute as a sheep, so it was okay. but as a worm, i’d be small and slimy and gross. i’d be unloveable.”

“that is enough,” he rises from his chair, speaking with command but still gentle enough to not upset you further. “you shouldn’t think of such things. it is so silly of you to think i would ever stop loving you.”

“luci….”

“if i must spell it out for you, then yes. i would still love you if you were a worm and i would carry you everywhere with me to ensure you’re never lost or hurt. i would need something small and protective to carry you in, but yes. i will always love you.”

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

“if there was a zombie apocalypse and i was bitten, what would you do?”

“hah?!” mammon’s face contorts at your random question. “what are ya talking about?”

“i’ve been thinking about that movie we watched….the zombie one. and just wondered what it would be like.”

“gave up on surviving already, did ya?” he chuckles, collapsing onto his bed beside you, his hand resting on your waist.

“no, but i wanna know! what would you do if i turned into a zombie?”

“well….what are the options?” his smirk earns him a playful smack on the chest. “hey! i’m serious. i’ll be so sad that i won’t be able to think straight, so ya need to give me some options.”

“fine,” you pout, scratching your brain for solutions. “i suppose the most humane thing to do would be to kill me. you know, to make sure i’m not forced to live as a mindless zombie eating other humans.”

“okay….”

“or you could tie me up, maybe chain me, and keep me alive by feeding me living people.”

“why would i keep ya around if you’re gonna stink like a rotting corpse?”

while mammon laughs, your brows furrow with annoyance, mostly feigned but there’s a small sense of hurt in there when you think about mammon not wanting to keep you after you turn into a zombie, despite it being completely logical and reasonable.

“hey,” his voice is soft as he leans over and kisses your cheek, “don’t worry. i’d handcuff us together and let you bite me. then we can be zombies together and never be separated.”

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

movie night always means one thing, and that’s you and levi curling up with tangled limbs and a hoard of cushions and blankets. a joint blanket burrito with little space between you but that’s a good thing.

the closeness makes it cosier.

tonight, you opted for a more emotional movie. a romance, but romances are always emotional for both of you. that’s why you try your best to stay away from the romantic movies and stick to action packed fantasies or sci-fi’s that are the furthest thing from romance.

but there was a new and popular movie making the headlines and levi couldn’t wait to watch it. you knew watching it was a lost hope, and now you’re sobbing in levi’s arms watching the struggles the love interests are going through to get to each other.

“i’m so glad it wasn’t that difficult for us to be together,” you sniffle, feeling a wave of gratitude take over. “i love you, levi.”

“i love you, too,” his voice trembles and he quietly wipes his own tears.

“hey, levi?”

“what is it?”

“can i wipe my nose on you?”

“what? no!”

too late. you buried your head into his chest, wiping your face clean and covering his favourite shirt in snot.

“gross!”

“i’m sorry. i wanted to get a tissue but they’re too far away. i didn’t want to leave the burrito.”

“it’s fine,” he grumbles, begrudgingly patting you on the head to tell you it’s okay despite ruining his shirt. “let’s finish the movie.”

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍

“would you still love me if i told you the truth?”

satan tries to hide his piqued interest, like he usually does. he likes to come off as the too–cool–to–show–i–care kind of guy but the truth is, he is more invested in this truth than anything else.

he nonchalantly turns the page of his book and with a swipe of his tongue over his lips, he asks, “what truth?”

“that i’m really a lizard.”

well, he wasn’t expecting that.

he watches you intently over the pages of his book. you stop pacing around the library and make your way to him, showing no expression on your face. usually, he would be quite good at reading your face but in all honesty, he can’t tell if you’re serious or not.”

“a lizard?”

you nod. “a lizard.”

“you don’t look like a lizard.”

“that’s because i’m a lizard pretending to be a human.”

“a what now?” he shuts his book, sitting upright from his laid position. he tried his hardest not to give in to your silly but mysterious notion but he is far more interested in your explanation.

“you know about the lizard people, right?”

“i do not.”

“so i just exposed myself for nothing?”

“what in the devildom are you talking about?”

“it doesn’t matter. forget i said anything. if anyone finds out i told you, i could get killed.”

“please tell me that isn’t true.”

silence.

you refuse to even look him in the eye. surely, you are joking. there’s no way you’re really a lizard, let alone it be possible for lizards to be secretly living inside of humans. what kind of conspiracy would that be?

it’s unimaginable, even for demons. but whether the lizard thing is true or he’s falling for a joke, you still need an answer to your question.

“yes,” he pulls you into his side. “i would still love you if you were really a lizard.”

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒

“asmo,” you sing the demon of lust’s name, catching the attention that he would devote to you at any given moment. “can i ask you something?”

“go ahead, my dearest. fire away.”

he winks, hoping it would be something on the more flirtatious side, but instead you fill his mind with a grotesque image.

“what would you do if you could never touch me again?”

he immediately smothers you with a hug. “what are you talking about?! of course, that would never happen!”

“but what if?” you snuggle into him further. “what if you could never touch me?”

he hums, thinking of any solution to be able to touch you again.

“i’d cry,” he says simply. “i’d cry a lot.”

“aww,” you pout. “i don’t want you to cry.”

“and i don’t want to imagine a world where i can’t hold you like this,” he kisses your lips, “where i can’t kiss you like this,” he lifts up your hand and intertwines your fingers with his, “where i can’t hold your hand like this.”

“asmo….”

“i don’t know what would ever cause me to never be able to touch you again, but it would be the end of my world if it came true. i don’t know if i’d be able to live.”

“you’d still be able to see me and speak to me.”

“but not being able to touch you when i see you and hear you is the most painful torture imaginable. but you know what that means, right?”

“what does it mean?” you squeal and his hands tickle your sides.

“it means i need to do all the touching i can now to make up for it!”

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁

“hey, beel?”

“yeah?”

your quiet voices fill the dark path home from rad. beel always walks you home; be it in comfortable silence or deep conversations, you don’t imagine walking home any other way.

and the quiet air of the evening provides the perfect chance to ask him a question you’ve been waiting to ask all day.

“can i ask you something?”

“sure.”

“if i had five million cheeseburgers and you could only eat them if you slapped me in the face, what wou—”

“i’d slap you in the face.”

“i didn’t even finish my question.” you yelp, brows furrowing in frustration.

“you don’t need to finish it. i’d do anything to eat that many cheeseburgers.”

your feet plant in the ground and beel doesn’t stop walking until your hand which holds his pulls him back.

“are you serious?”

“uhmm….i think so?”

you’re grateful for the fact that he’s rethinking his answer but it was a shock to hear him say he’d slap you so firmly in the beginning. it was a stupid question to ask in the first place, but you never imagined beel ever wanting to hurt you.

he tugs on your hand and you continue walking with him, picking up the pace to get home.

“mc….” he asks. “did i say something wrong?”

his obliviousness to his own words is a harder slap in the face than the slap he promised those five million burgers.

“you said you’d slap me, beel, and it makes me sad.”

“hm….we can go halfsies on the burgers?”

“huh?”

“i’ll slap you and then we can share the burgers.” he promises. “you’d feel bad because i slapped you. and i’d feel bad because i slapped you. so to make it better for both of us, we can split the cheeseburgers.”

you look at him, astounded because you don’t know if his explanation makes his answer better or worse.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑

a cuddling session in the attic with belphegor is exactly what you needed after a long, draining day. you naturally made your way up to him as soon as you had some free time, desperate for his warmth.

but belphie had a different warmth in mind with all the kisses he litters up and down your neck.

“belphie, i’m tired.” you whine, but still urge him on to kiss you harder.

“then close your eyes. i’ll kiss you until you fall asleep.”

your heart swarms with the thrill of his words, the promise of being here and showering you with affection even on your worst days.

“is something wrong?” he asks.

“no. why?”

“you’re not falling asleep.”

“that’s because you’re kisses are keeping me awake.”

“they’re meant to help you fall asleep.”

“i hate to break it to you belphie, but they’re having the opposite effect.” you tease.

“is that so?” he nibbles you ear. “what about this?”

you arch into his body, sensitive from his kisses and now the more urgent movements of his lips ignite a fire in your belly. his lips graze you, teeth nip you and tongue swipe over your skin. he sucks hard enough to leave bruises, and kisses softly on every mark he leaves.

“belphie….” the soft whisper of his name catches his attention. “how many ghosts do you think are watching us right now?”

he ceases for a moment, then lifts his head from the crook of your neck. “what?”

“what if there’s ghosts watching us right now? and what if they keep watching us while we….you know….?”

“i never thought of that before.”

“it’s weird, right?”

“definitely. let’s never have sex again.”

[kamuyagi]

Happy Belated Birthday my beloved Belphegor ૮(˶˃ᆺ˂˶)˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

[akutasoda]

For the 1k event can I request angst hcs with the demon bros with a fem mc whos a fallen angel but with mauled wings? Like we’re talking loose feathers and flesh sticking out bonus if they randomly met her in the forest

bloody damnation

synopsis - when they meet a fallen angel in unfortunate circumstance

includes - lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor

warnings - fem!reader (no pronouns), heavy angst, very little comfort, body horror???, lots of blood, wc - 1.8k

lucifer ★↷

↪as part of his brotherly duties, he had to go search the forest out back of the house of lamentation when one of his brothers ran inside claiming there was some 'horrid monster' lurking. creatures in the devildom normally didn't stray as close to the house so he immediately knew something was up.

↪although maybe he would've preferred you to have been 'a horrid monster' purely for the reason of the awkward situation you have placed him in. it's one thing to find some demon or creature with mangled parts, it was another to find an angel - or the reamins of one.

↪your once beautiful, silken wings lay crumpled and tangled in a mess behind you. he could practically smell the blood, see it too as it stained the grass beneath you and soon covered by the white feathers that turned darker as they hit the ground.

↪for obvious reasons, lucifer reluctantly brought (snuck) you into the house and hid you in his room until he managed to get hold of diavolo to sort out your situation. however he knew he couldn't just leave your wings in such a state, it looked like it hurt and he couldn't imagine they'd heal prettily if left like that.

↪he once had beautiful wings, some say he still does. so he knew how important keeping wings in a good condition was and so he managed to convince you to let him provide a basic, temporary solution to your wings. he hardly wanted to know what happened for you to fall let alone fall and end up with your wings in such a condition so he remained silent.

↪bu the time diavolo arrived, lucifer had performed basic healing magic and bandaged your wings to allow the membranes to heal inside your wing. he could think more clearly about the situation of having a fallen angel in the devildom knowing your pain had been limited for now.

mammon ★↷

↪mammon had decided to sneak out again and somehow lucifer found out and was actively searching for him. so he decided that sneaking through the dense forrests on the outskirts would be a good way to avoid lucifer and sneak back in - hopefully convincing lucifer he'd never left.

↪the smell of iron hit his nose and made him stop in his tracks. it dawned on him that he had no idea where he really was and so his mind decided that the blood was because some vile creature was feasting nearby - maybe he'd become the next victim? but when nothing showed signs of appearing, he kept moving forward until he halted at the sight of the blood.

↪he never knew there could be so much blood in one place. the grass was practically a sea of crimson and i the middle was a brutal mess of white that covered what appeared to be a body. mammon felt sick to his stomach at the sight, especially the bits of flesh that clung to your feathers like parasites.

↪now mamon was greedy, he could save himself from your sorry sight and leave or he could do something for you. fortunately mammon could be more kind that greedy at times so when he finally realised just what you were or used to be, he knew he couldn't just leave you to bleed out on the forest floor of unfamiliar territory.

↪he didn't mind recieving a scolding from lucifer when he emerged from his hiding, mainly because lucifer was too stunned to see you in his brother's arms as mammon asked for him to help you. mammon knew how scary it was to fall, he helped his brother and now he wants to help you.

leviathan ★↷

↪it was a well known fact that levi spent most of his days locked inside his room. he barely went outside unless it was for RAD or absolutely necessary for him to leave the sanctity his room provided. however sometimes he'd have to leave his room but he never dwindled around.

↪levi was desperate to get home, it had been a long day at RAD and he finally managed to snag a limited edition item from a store on the outskirts of the devildom. all he had to do now was get back with his purchase in perfect condition. he practically jumped out his skin when he heard a scream from further beyond in one of devildom's forest beside him.

↪he knew he shouldn't walk into a dodgy forest after hearing a scream - it was like every horror troupe! but surely a peak couldn't hurt after all what if someone was hurt? not that he'd normally care all that much but something felt different, more serious.

↪and he was right, the sight wasn't pleasant by all means. the remains of what could only be an angel thrasing around desperately trying to subdue the bleeding that was a constant stream of crimson. levi felt sick, by no means was it your fault but he just couldn't stand the sight of your flesh and feathers mixing together.

↪he fumbled desperately trying to reach his d.d.d to contact lucifer for help but he felt absolutely helpless in the scenario. he had fallen once, sure it wasn't aa brutal as you but he could only imagine the fear you must be feeling - especially whe you're wings are practically falling off. but what could a lowly otaku like him do?

satan ★↷

↪on his way back from RAD, he had seen a rather adorable cat run past into a nearby forest and naturally satan followed. a part of him was convinced that maybe he would get lucky and find some sort of secret cat hideout in the devildom.

↪he found it rather alarming that the cat suddenly turned heel and ran back past him not to far fron a clearing. although when he looked into the clearing, he hadn't expected to see the fallen remains of an angel crumpled into the floor.

↪ originally he thought you looked absolutely ethereal, ironically the devildom's light seemed to highlight your features perfectly. however he quickly doubled back on his thoughts when he could see the mess that were you're wings. the crimson coated over what used to be a pure white, feathers had fallen and in their place was evidence of flesh that certainly shouldn't of been there.

↪he had always been curious and so showed no hesitation in stepping towards your poor form. the exhaustion from blood loss and the actual act of 'falling' was evident on your frame and so you barely paid attention to the approaching demon - perhaps he'd be kind enough to put you out of your misery.

↪satan knew you were still alive but he was stumped. did he just leave you here for something crueler to come along and finish you or did he help you?

asmodeus ★↷

↪it had been another late night for asmo, he had snuck out once again against lucifer's demand and asmo had spent some time at the fall. although for some reason he wasn't actually in the mood to be there no matter how hard he tried to convince himself to stay, so he had left way earlier than normal.

↪it was a rather quiet night all over devildom, way quieter than what asmo was used to seeing and so he figured he might as well just head back. or that was his plan until the sight of a rather deep crimson caught his attention. small drops lead into puddles and eventually the source lay at the edge of the outskirts of a forest.

↪asmo started panicking and immediately fumbled out his d.d.d to call atleast one of his brothers who may be able to help. he wasn't dumb and could recognise those wight feathers, he knew you used to be an angel because the greying feathers told him that you were no longer welcome back in the celestial realm.

↪he took great pity on you. he was sure you would've beeen a stunning angel but know you were reduced to nothing but a former shell - just like him all those years ago. he took cautious steps toward you but it became clear that exhaustion had taken over you, oh how he wishes he could help you return to your former beauty.

beelzebub ★↷

↪it had been another late fangol game. the other team had put up more of a fight than beel's team anticipated and the matches dragged on and on. once the game had finished he informed his brother's that stayed to watch that they could go home without him as he'd still be a while.

↪he didn't mind walking home on his own at all or atleast until he closed nearer to the house of lamentation and saw a very concerning amount of blood trailing off into the closest forest. beel was a kind soul at heart and if somebody was hurt, he'd want to help.

↪although he wasn't exactly prepared to find a bleeding angel at the end of the trail. the sight of you and your mangled mess of feathers, flesh and blood was by no means pretty. he approached you carefully but he could tell that even if you did notice him, you didn't care. you were too exhausted to do anything but accept your fate.

↪beel felt pity when he watched your slumped form crumple to the ground, he did rush over and checked if you were alive. one minute you had been laying face down in youe own blood, the next some stranger was carrying you away and before you're mind slipped into darkness you heard multiple voices as somebody laid you down on a rather comdy surface.

belphegor ★↷

↪the avatar of sloth wouldn't be the avatar of sloth if he didn't spend most of his time lazing around or sleeping. he rarely went out without nearly falling asleep many times. but sometimes the house of lamentation gets too loud. way too loud. normally he just goes into the attic but between mammon being ounished by lucifer and satan going through a rage, he'd rather not.

↪the forest behind the house was normally quiet and no unwanted creatures normally came near as they also seemed to fear lucifer. sure it wasn't the attic but he was tired and needed one minute of peace without fearing that satan would wreck through the entire house or lucifer would do the same trying to catch mammon. he didn't plan to be long but the unpleasant smell of blood quickly hit his senses.

↪out of weird curiosity, he followed the smell and he wished he didn't. he stared at you as a flurry of emotions swirled inside of him. was this what pain lillith had to endure when she was forced out of the celestial realm? no, no she was sent to the human world, surely it was painless physically? all belphie could do was stare awkwardly at the bloody mess that was you.

↪he could hear your laboured breathing and could see the amount of pain you probably were in, yet he froze. the right thing to do would be to go alert his brother's of your presence but he doubted they wouldn't be much help right now but he could barely help you himself.

akutasoda's 1k event

[love-fictional-ppl]

Younger Brothers reactions to MC wearing lingerie

Part 1 & part 3

Summary: Younger Brothers accidentally ignoring MC and to get their attention she puts on lingerie

Pairings: Satan x fem!MC, Asmodeus x fem!MC, Beelzebub x fem!MC, Belphegor x fem!MC

Warnings: language, sexual references, lingerie,

He hadn’t been paying you much attention lately, you had started to feel a bit lonely. You weren’t really sure on how to get his attention. Talking to Thirteen she gave you some advice.

“Wear something slutty. He’ll love it, at the very least you’ll get his attention like you wanted.”

You contemplated the idea for awhile before actually deciding to go through with it. You went to Devil’s Secret to find lingerie he would like, you wound up pick a simple lacy one in his favorite color.

When you went home you immediately went to your room to change, then you waited.

Satan:

Likely had been ignoring you so that he could read a book or he was just busy capturing stray cats

takes you to Pound Town when he sees you

You will probably have to stay home from R.A.D the next day

Honestly the only thing you did was unlock Satan’s attraction to lingerie. On the plus side now you have a closet full of lingerie

9/10 recommend

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Asmodeus:

*Squeals* “for me?!”

Actually be mad at him for ignoring you cause it was his fault he just is self absorbed

Don’t let him touch you just flaunt it for him

It needs to be drilled into his head what he did wrong

-3/10

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Beelzebub:

Will complement you on how beautiful you look and share his snacks with you

Absolutely did not mean to ignore you. He was busy with fangol practice

If you want to be nice to the boy, let him get between your thighs and lap on his favorite meal

He genuinely will feel bad for blowing you off though.

10/10

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Belphegor:

His excuse is reasonable. Ish.

It just so happens your schedule interferes with his sleep schedule. Which is all the time.

But let me say you had to come find him in the attic to begin with. He probably just pulled you under the blanket and slow fucked you.

To make it up to you he just starts napping wherever you are

9/10 cs he only sorta got the point

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Will be working on the drafts since it’s the weekend:3

[vampirevatican]

more nsfw obey me thoughts that plague me on occasion...

MDNI NSFW BELOW

includes: beel, belphie and mammon

i want beel to eat me out nasty style for 8 hours. til im weeping and begging for him to stop but he doesn't, bc his sin is gluttony. only me commanding him to stop does the trick.

i want belph to shove his cock in my mouth and use me while his twin eats me out. i want them both to run a train on this ass. i wanna ride belph like a GOD DAMN RODEO!!!! WHILE HE KNOCKED TF OUT BC HIS SIN IS SLOTH

i wanna grip mammon's horns and tug him around. i want him to be possessive and selfish in bed with me. i want him to never have enough of me because his sin is greed.

do you get me? do you understand this insane desire???

[ask-belphegor]

Whys ☁️ anon so lucky?! They got belphie asking if He could f*** them 💔 Unfair💔

-♡Anon being both jealous and silly😋

hmmm... *gets closer to you*

nsfw under the cut

You're acting like I can't hear you wanting me to fuck you.

Do you want me to do something about that?

[nostalgic-muffins]

im conducting a survey

rbing after voting is appreciated!! i wanna see what the people think :3

[cosmicstarlatte]

Scared MC Officially Comes Out (unspecified)🏳️‍🌈

Beel: Are you okay?

Belphie: You seem down?

Satan: What's wrong?

MC: Can I tell you guys something?

Asmo: Hun, you can tell us anything, you know that

MC: (Hesitates)

MC: I never...really officially came out. I was always scared

MC: B-but this year feels different...I'm finally ready

MC (crying): T-this...this is me finally coming out!

MC: I j-just really want to...c-celebrate pride month in the open this year. I want to be loud & proud with everyone else!!!

Satan: We will be there right beside you

Levi: Every step of the way

Mammon: We will always support ya...no matter what!

Lucifer (kissing MC's forehead): I'm so very proud of you. We all are. We love you. -♡

[aurora-babydoll]

𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒪𝒻 𝓜𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒪𝓌𝓃

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗…𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝?

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝟷𝟼+ 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢/𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝙹𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗, 𝙱𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚣𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚋, 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚛 (𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚢 𝙼𝚎!)

It had been missing for three days now, his favorite item. Absolutely unacceptable. He needed it back now. He had grilled all of his brothers for information but it seemed none had taken it. He would never suspect it to be you who had stolen the beloved object…you’re a good girl, too good to commit such a heinous act. But to his surprise, when he walked into your room to ask if you had seen it, there you were—fucking yourself against it in total exposure.

𝓛𝓊𝒸𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓇

He didn’t say anything. This was the first time in the demon's life that he had been truly at a loss for words. Soon though, that look of confusion turned to a smirk, leaning against your doorway and waiting for you to notice his presence—but you didn’t. You were far too encapsulated with the activity of rubbing yourself against Lucifer’s favorite coat, your moans reverberating into the walls that surrounded you. Deciding that you would never come out of your pleasure coma, too focused on what you were doing to care for your surroundings, Lucifer made himself known. With a quick slam and lock of your door, you jumped out of your pleasured state, quickly rushing to cover yourself with something as your fear-stricken gaze met Lucifer’s stern one, a look you knew all too well.

“Do you care to explain yourself? I have been looking for that for three days and I didn’t even think to suspect you but here you are…using my favorite coat just to get yourself off. It’s truly pathetic”, he trailed off, walking towards you as you shook with fear, increasingly so after each step. His hand roughly grabbed your face, forcing you to look at him as he held back a chuckle at the fearful expression on your face. “If you wanted me so bad you could’ve just said something, you didn’t have to steal my things. Unfortunately, now you’ve gone too far.”

Swiftly, he pulled his coat out from underneath you and tossed it to the side before pushing you down and holding your wrists behind your back.

“Lucifer I–”, you tried to argue, to explain yourself, but you were quickly cut off by the feeling of the demon climbing on top of you and pushing your face into the sheets.

“Not another word. I wanna hear you take your punishment like a good girl. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll think about pleasuring you. But for now”, he leaned closer, whispering into your ear with such a sharp tone it made your pussy leak underneath him.

“I wanna make you scream.”

𝓜𝒶𝓂𝓂𝑜𝓃

He couldn’t move, blood red rushing into his cheeks. He wanted to look away, it felt wrong to watch you masturbate, but he couldn’t move to make himself look away. As his eyes studied your oblivious body, he realized what you were using to get yourself off. It was none other than his golden modeling award that had gone missing three days ago. He figured that Asmo had stolen it to have a mock-award ceremony with his stuffed animals again but no, it was you. You were sat on your bed, eyes closed, legs spread shamelessly as you fucked yourself open with the award. And finally, he sobered himself up enough to speak. However, still awkward.

“Uh- Mc- …can I have that back when you’re done..?”, he asked, trying to avert his eyes yet he couldn’t help but stare. You jumped, eyes meeting his with fear as you pushed the award out, covering yourself up with your hands.

“Mammon- I- I can explain!”, you stuttered, tears of embarrassment springing to your eyes.

And suddenly, any feeling of awkwardness or embarrassment he had faded. That look of fear and shock in your eyes set a fire in him. Every instinct in his body went off and he felt a growl shake in his throat, his demon form overtaking him subconsciously. By the time he realized what was happening, he didn’t want to go back.

“You don’t gotta explain, darlin’. But that little award won’t compare to me in the slightest, no matter how hard you fuck yourself with it.”

Without another glance, he manhandled you to sit on the edge of your bed, sinking down onto his knees in front of you, looking up with an almost predatory gaze that could rival Lucifer’s.

“Now how about instead of using my modeling award to fuck yourself, I show you just how much better I am”, He placed a kiss above your clit, watching as your pussy twitched and smirking with your gasp. “And how much better my tongue is.”

𝒮𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓃

There was absolutely no shock 0n Satan’s face or even in his mind as he opened your door to find you in a not-so-favorable position. While he hadn’t expected it to be you who had taken the tie, the fact that it was did not come as a surprise. In fact, he was rather amused by the sight of you. You had one hand in your shorts, working vigorously to get yourself off as the other tightened his tie around your neck, asphyxiating you while surrounding you with the scent of him. It was adorable, really, yet far too dangerous. He wouldn’t be in good conscience if he let you continue…well, at least not without some help.

He quietly closed and locked your bedroom door before faking a cough, smirking as he watched you spring up to look at him. “That’s hardly safe, kitty. You could’ve hurt yourself”, Satan scolds, a cheshire smile on his face.

You quickly pulled the tie from around your neck and hid your face in your hands, embarrassment overtaking you. “You weren’t supposed to see this”, you mumbled, flustered tears making it quiver.

“Oh honey, if you truly didn’t want me to find out, you wouldn’t have taken something dear to me”, he sucked his teeth, taking the tie from you and pulling your hands from your face, using the fabric to tie them together before securing them to the bedframe. He gave you his signature smirk before climbing on top of you, a hand wrapping around your throat and squeezing.

“If you wanted me to choke you, sweetheart, you just had to ask.”

𝓑𝑒𝑒𝓁𝓏𝑒𝒷𝓊𝒷

With how much he eats, Beelzebub needs to maintain his intense workout regimen to keep himself healthy. However, Beelzebub absolutely refuses to work out unless he has his special workout shirt, a bright red tank top with a duck on it. It sounds childish and stupid but he’s worn that shirt to every deadlifting championship he’d ever been to. And not a single time had he lost. He had just one problem though, his special workout shirt was nowhere to be found. He had checked everywhere but it was gone. He had checked with Lucifer, he hadn’t secretly washed it again, so where could it be? With a frown, he dragged his feet up to your room and opened your door. And low and behold, there was his shirt. But with the sight of you, the shirt was the least of his concerns. The shirt was pressed under your nose as you inhaled the scent of him, two fingers pumping into your hole, the schlik sound from it echoing in your room. The smell of arousal was thick in the air and fuck, he couldn’t resist it anymore.

“Fuck, Mc, I was gonna ask for help with my shirt but I couldn’t care less about that right now. Let me fucking devour you”, he demanded with a growl, slamming the door behind him and climbing into your bed, forcing your legs open before you could react.

“B-Beel- I can explain-”, you tried to speak, to apologize, but nothing you had to say mattered at that moment.

“Just shut up Mc, keep the fucking shirt for all I care. I just wanna fucking eat you out. Now shut up and take it.”

And with a hand to your mouth, the other pulling your legs apart, before making good on his promise to absolutely devour you, shirt long forgotten by the both of you.

𝓑𝑒𝓁𝓅𝒽𝑒𝑔𝑜𝓇

On three days with no sleep, everything felt like absolute hell. He wanted to go to bed so bad but he just couldn’t, not without his pillow. He’s looked everywhere, interrogated every one of his brothers and he found absolutely nothing. It was like his favorite pillow had gotten up and walked away. One night, he fell asleep hugging it and the next morning, it had disappeared entirely. The only person he hadn’t asked about it was you. But he knew he didn’t need to, you would never steal something so dear to him, right? So, with exhaustion pulling at his face, he decided that he’d try to sleep in your room tonight, hoping your presence would comfort him enough to allow him slumber.

Rubbing his eye, he pushed your door open. “Mc, can I sleep in your bed toni-”, but he was quick to cut himself off at the sight of you on your bed, grinding your sopping pussy against his beloved pillow. Any feelings of tiredness left his body at that moment as a lustful rage consumed him.

“So that’s where my pillows been, huh? You dirty girl, depriving me of my sleep so you could get your pathetic self off.” He stormed over to you before you could process what was happening and ripped the pillow out from under you with a growl. In seconds, still, before you could think, you were pinned down over his knee. You gasped at the rudeness of it all. “W-wait Belphie I’m sorry-!”, you tried to grovel but to no avail. Belphie was angry. And by the gods which threw him from heaven, he was fucking horny.

“Sorry can’t fucking save you now, little girl. I’m gonna make you and your slutty little pussy regret keeping me up this long.”

And with a sharp hit to your ass that immediately caused a tear to fall, you knew you’d be in deep for a long time. And the best part was, you didn’t feel sorry at all.

𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝: @violetdahlias

[antiromanticbaby]

Kingdoms - Obey Me TSL

[✧] ー Have you ever wondered how each kingdom in the Tale of Seven Lords looks? Part 2 of my TSL rants <3 all of them will come with the tag #♡ ┊ tsl rants by pk.

[✧] ー extra: Lord Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Luke and even Solomon's places are mentioned too :)

The Main Three:

♡ ┊ There are three empires over all. Where angels, the holy creatures of light reside, is named Aurum. And where the Demons, creatures of darkness and sin reside, is named Sumbra. And then there is the land of humans, the place were creatures hold both darkness and light within themselves, known as Equilibrium.

♡ ┊ Aurum is ruled by a group of higher up angels named 'Father'. That father doesn't exist, but many believe it to do, especially the humans of Equilibrium. Some of the angels are known of these dark truths, and flee. The angel Simeon and the young angel in training Luke are two examples of the ones who flee, and live in Sumbra. The kingdom of demons, Sumbra, has one main Emperor, known as the King of Lords. That is where Lord Diavolo stands. That part of Sumbra is pretty much like a capital and has its own dukes, counts, etc. The roles are mostly based on Ars Goetia, much like Duke Barbatos. There are six kingdoms in Sumbra, ruled over by the seven overlords.

♡ ┊ And last but not the least is Equilibrium. The main king is King Solomon the wise, but the king himself is not seen much and is only named in stories. King Solomon the wise has disguised himself as a traveller between the three worlds and is known as a sorcerer.

Lord of Corruption:

♡ ┊ The Lord of Corruption's kingdom is by far, the coldest. Full of tall mountains and snow, and corrupted shadows. It is as if clouds are always looming over the kingdom throughout the daytime, and it's very rare for the people to see the sun. Nights are usually clear, but the shadows are ever lasting. The people in Lord of Corruption's domain are known for their harsh exterior but soft hearts, and they're very good when it comes to taming and controlling others. People are mostly wearing warm clothing, and they're very formal.

Lord of Fools:

♡ ┊ A deserted area, but full of glory. Imagine ancient Egypt, but make it eve more magical and elegant. The weather is usually hot, even in winters. As I stated in my other post, I like to imagine that his kingdom has multiple mines of gold and diamond, and many palaces like ancient middle eastern asian countries. The people are known for their good trades and they have connections all over Sumbra, some having connections in Equilibrium too. While Lord of Shadow's domain is good at training knights and war, Lord of Fool's domain is known for their wealth and connection, which makes them very scary.

Lord of Shadow:

♡ ┊ A fantasy kingdom, surrounded by water. The weather is amazing, if you enjoy being around seas a lot. Most of the people have their own sea pets and are great swimmers. I've once read that Levi trained and lead soldiers in wars, and so, I believe his kingdom in the TSL series is also good at training knights. The best knights in Sumbra are trained in Lord of Shadow's domain and have a badge that indicates that they've been trained there. They have huge troops of soldiers for wars and are known for their shape shifting abilities.

Lord of Masks:

♡ ┊ Have you ever seen pictures of magical forests where elves live? Where fairies fly around freely and magical animals walk around? That's the vibes I get when I think of the Lord of Masks. Also, many mystical animals are there. From golden deers to six eyed cats. The weather can be like rainy forests in summer, or as cold as the night in a desert. The whole kingdom, overall, gives cottagecore vibes. The people are known for their talent in plays and theatres. And if you want to read a good book, the best writers are from Lord of Masks' territory.

Lord of Lechery:

♡ ┊ Again another kingdom within mountains, but unlike Lord of Corruption's kingdom, Lord of Lechery's kingdom has warmer weather and more colorful flowers. Lord of Lechery's kingdom, or Asmo's kingdom, is also home to colorful birds and creatures that can live in mountains. Mostly birds though. The people are known for their fashion and amazing taste in colors. They're not that strong when it comes to war and magic, unlike Lord of Masks or Lord of Shadows, but the kingdom is supported by many. Many of the people don't see a reason for war either, why fight when all the other kingdoms love them and their lines of clothing?

Lord of Flies and Lord of Emptiness:

♡ ┊ The kingdom of sun and moon, the empire of light and dark. Where the skies are truly a sight and miracles happen. The kingdom is huge enough that it has been divided to two sides: The Sun, The Moon. This kingdom attracts many tourists, because sun and moon co-exist, they see each other everyday and even if they move, they're still together in the sky (which makes a very beautiful sight).

♡ ┊ Much like the kingdom itself, the people also have two sides. But that doesn't make them 'bad'. They have very delicious food and galaxy themed art. Things you can never find in other places of the world. There many accurate fortune tellers there and people who can read stars for multiple purposes, not just finding their way. The weather depends on where you are, the part dedicated to Lord of Flies? Pretty warm. Mind you, flies do exist there, and they adore the temperature. The part dedicated to Lord of Emptiness? You might need a blanket or too, but don't worry, it's not as cold of Lord of Corruption's domain.

These have been done for RP purposes. Shoot a message if you'd like to rp <;3 what should the next part be? wedding traditions? souvenirs? [Part 1]

[demonvibez]

I spent my birthday in hell, and-

I had a pretty damn good time ♡

[thedevilspearl]

did you find it yet? — all brothers

author’s note ʚɞ this is based on a really cute, traditional game wherein the bride wears the groom’s name or initials hidden in her bridal mehndi/henna and on the wedding night, the groom must find it.

tags ʚɞ tooth–rotting fluff, it’s a little bit suggestive given it’s their wedding night. no gender is specified but is implied for a female reader. all brothers.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 first thought it would be a chore. once you’re wed, he’s taking you straight to bed. there’s no need for an extravagant wedding or little games when he’s eager to show you how ready he is to be your husband, if you get my drift. but the second he sees your henna covered body as you peel off your wedding outfit, he’s prepared to spend the entire wedding night searching for his name because it is so beautiful and he cannot find the words to describe how gorgeous you look. and he finds you even more stunning knowing his name is embroidered somewhere on your skin. his soft hands trace every inch of your body. “you are so unbelievably beautiful,” he mutters as his hands glide over every curve, teasing your soft skin. none of you goes unscathed by his needy eyes and he lets out the tiniest gasp when he finds his name, his blush dark and desperate. “i’m yours….” he mutters gently, eyes glossing over as his fingers trace his name, “yours forever.”

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍’s only desire right now is to satisfy you, so when you tell him he can’t touch you until he finds his name, he’s antsy trying to hold himself back as you strip out of your dress, showcasing all the parts of your body decorated with henna. his mouth waters and his hands itch to touch you; he’s bearing his fang, desperate to claim you in each and every way. but mammon is never one to back down, so he throws off his blazer and rolls up his sleeves while you whine at him to hurry up. “shaddup, will ya? i wanna find it just as much as you!” the rare moments when mammon is overtaken with concentration are always beautiful to see, especially when his eyes are intent on covering every inch of your skin. his hot breath teases you as he moves up and down your body in search of his name and you soon regret not allowing even the smallest touch. but your regret is short–lived when mammon rises with a charming smirk on his face. “hah, found it,” he slams his lips onto yours, finally letting go of his restraint. “guess i’m yours forever now.”

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 loves games, so this is just another added to his list. however, this cute little game soars to the top of his best game i ever played list. you don’t quite understand how much he loves it until the wedding night and you can tell he’s excited when he’s kissing you breathlessly and haphazardly pulling off your wedding dress. he’s still in his full tux, albeit dishevelled, by the time you’re stripped naked. he pushes you down gently onto the mattress while his hands roam every inch of your skin. he’s never acted so devoted to anything before. trails of kisses grow longer and larger as he leaves behind his lingering touch over the cleared spots, and when he moves onto the next spot, he searches intently before attacking the area with lustful, hungry lips. he’s breathless and clouded with infatuation, adoring your body until he wins this little game. “i found it!” he giggles with a face full of blush. panting, he kisses over his name countless times before you pull him up and replace his name with your lips. “i’m so in love with you i think i’m going crazy.”

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍 loves a good challenge, so he’s ecstatic when you mention the tradition to him. it’s the perfect way to spice up the wedding night. however, he is very impatient. so much that he’s grabbing your hands in the middle of the ceremony to find his name in the henna. “tell me, it’s on your hand, isn’t it?” you chuckle, not giving a single clue to him. it gets a little frustrating when he inspects your hands while you’re trying to eat. “satan, enough!” you whine, hitting him playfully. “you’re supposed to look for it tonight.” he mumbles something about not being able to wait but he also recognises the smug grin on your face; he knows immediately that he’s close. his smile grows and his heart beats erratically. he knows exactly where it is now. while you’re occupied with a mouthful of food, he grabs your hand and slips your wedding ring down slightly, revealing his name in cursive hidden underneath. “you really know how to make things difficult for me, don’t you?”

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒 is ready to play this game as soon as you tell him about it a few days before the wedding. if anything, he rushes through the wedding, even cutting it short and throwing you over his shoulder so he can get you home, strip you naked and spend all the time in the world searching for his name on your pretty body. he challenges himself not to please you in any way until he finds it, even when you’re begging him to touch you already. to asmo, finding your name is a massive ego boost; his final way to lay claim on your body and make you his forever. so you’re pleasantly surprised when his eyes grow all teary upon spotting his pact mark blooming with henna petals and his name dancing around it, turning his mark into the most beautiful flower he’s ever seen. as if you couldn’t surprise him any better than this, he sobs with a huge smile on his lips. “you are the most beautiful being in all three realms,” he kisses the flower deeply. “i can’t believe i’m yours.”

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁 does look forward to playing this game on your wedding night, but he doesn’t do a good job of showing it. after you tell him, he seems quite nonchalant, almost bored by the idea. but don’t be fooled by his poor expression of emotion because he is jumping and giggling and kicking his feet on the inside. it’s what he thinks about very single night for weeks before the wedding. he simply cannot stop fantasising about exploring your body, discovering more than just his name before devouring you. you don’t realise how eager he is until he’s dragging you towards the bedroom. you’re too shy, embarrassed to remove the dress so he walks towards you, towering above your dolled up frame. “don’t be embarrassed,” he assures you, stroking your cheeks with doting eyes. “i’ve been waiting so long for this.” and so, he gently undresses you, carrying you to the bed and treating your body like treasure as he searches for his name. and when he finds it hidden in the patterns on your tummy, he grins widely with a hum, knowing nothing in this world can satisfy his beastly urges the way you do.

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑’s excitement is surprising given how lacklustre his enthusiasm usually is. in fact, he’s grown a lot more bashful since the wedding was official. who knew becoming a husband would trigger this new side of him? he fell in love with the game the moment you told him about it. and he’s so fascinated by the henna decorating your body, the way your hands and feet look so delicate with the patterns. your wedding night starts with belphie on his knees, taking off your heels and rubbing your sore feet. it was a long day but totally worth it knowing belphie is going to remain by your side forever. but first, he needs to find his name. he’s been bursting with excitement for weeks, obsessing over all the curves and crevices in which you could hide his name. but he finds it in no time, devotedly kissing the spot where his name lays atop your foot. “i thought it would be more difficult to find,” he teases, trailing the kisses up your legs, looking you in the eye the entire way. “but i’m not complaining. now i have more time to worship you.”

[officialdaydreamer00]

OM! characters who i think would slay a strawberry dress

preface: i put the boys in strawberry dresses :D

characters: lucifer, mammon, levi, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor

warnings: simpery, irene and identity's commentary

comment: @identity-theft-101 you're in this with me bestie >:3

the dateables + guests

lucifer: 3/10

- no he does not serve

- he just looks weird

- very weak slay energy

- he gives grandpa trying to look cool in front of his grandchildren

mammon: 9/10

- yassssss kinggg

- ate and barely left any crumbs

- man's a model, he knows he would slay

- i firmly believe he had a gig with strawberry dresses at least ONCE in his demonic lifetime

leviathan: 8/10

- slays a moderate amount

- he cosplays, so we both believe he can pull it off :D

- he would probably cease to exist if anyone saw him like this lmao

satan: 4/10

- like lucifer, very weak slay energy

- another one who would look weird in a strawberry dress

- bro please don't wear the cat things i-

- ... my disappointment is immeasurable and my day is ruined

- justice for the strawberry dress 😔✊🏻️

asmodeus: 10/10

- serves the best out of his brother

- it's to be expected ngl

- ate and left no crumbs

- keep slaying, king <3

beelzebub: 9/10

- oh, great heavens 😳

- man's killing the dress

-booba windows tend to do that to buff people

- he serves, better than most of his brothers (minus asmo)

belphegor: 4/10

- no

- weak ass slay energy like his will to live

- man's does not serve any of the dresses

- wonky ass images that makes me want to memory wipe

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reblogs are appreciated!

[love-fictional-ppl]

Younger Brothers reacting to MC kissing them by surprise

Part 1 & Part 3

Summary: the boys being surprised when they go to kiss your cheek and you turn your head making them kiss you.

Pairings: Satan x gn!reader, Asmodeus x gn!reader, Beelzebub x gn!reader, Belphegor x gn!reader

Warnings: language, crack, kissing and making out, use of the name “kitty”, Satan and Asmo are freakalicious, etc.

Satan:

I honestly don’t recommend unless you wanna get your back blown out

When you kissed him he immediately deepened that shit and pinned you with his arms

“I hope you’re ready, Kitty.”

Winds up breaking the bed and your back

10/10 recommend

My man my man my man my man

Asmo:

“MC~~ you should’ve just asked!”

Literally only boosts his ego

Little freak probably winds up asking you to 69 or sum’

Takes a selfie and captions it ‘just kissed MC!’

He handles the smooches better than the rest of his brothers

Nothing you do phases this mf, he’s the avatar of lust

9/10 recommend

Beelzebub:

Just blushes and sits there for a minute

Eventually he just shoves his bag of chips in your hands as a gift

Beel probably will make some sort of comment about you tasting good

He will def ask for more kisses so give them to him because he is a good boy🙏🏻🙏🏻

You might need to fight him for air

9/10 recommend

Belphegor:

Is to tired to care

He just probably pulls you down and lays on top of you to fall asleep

But he’ll let you use his pillow since your being used as his pillow:)

When he wakes up he’ll probably ask you about it

10/10 recommend for the naps

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

Not Proofread!

L,C&R

[vampirevatican]

Scrap the last one bestie!

The brothers with a black gf black n wash day, hair redone day, and styles they like on her!!

Enjoy so self indulgent content 😘

omg tytytyty so much!! since it's self indulgent, ima write (w/ my hair, 3b - 4a, and self in mind) my faves and what comes to mind uwu

Wash day, Styling and Fave Style

The ones who help w/ the process:

Satan goes the whole nine yards. Conditioning, rinsing, detangling, shampoo, rinse, and style. If braids, ofc blow dry then style but if not? Then he does everything to keep her curls intact. Usually sections the hair so it's easier on her. On days where he's pissed but it's also wash day, it soothes him. Seeing her smile as he shampoos her hair, the fact she trusts him with her hair. You know this demon did research, like heavy research.

Beel would help with the detangle but feels bad seeing her wince when he has to brush it out, so he helps with washing and lets her detangle but always reminds her to section it off so it's easier. Also helps with styling but there are quite a few snack breaks where she ends up doing it herself for a bit before he gets back to it. Belphie is usually there, seemingly knocked out, and will say something out of the blue like. "If you keep it sectioned off then it's easier." or "Beel she's fine, the braids are supposed to be tight." If im thinking black-hispanic twins? then they've got her set, no research needed. though Beel is still Beel, so Belphie does the detangling instead.

Levi would be able to help with a lace front and you can't tell me otherwise. It's the cosplay. I know this demon don't play when it comes to cosplay. Now if we're talking blasian levi, i feel like he could do the whole process w/o research but would have to slip into a hairstylist persona. Same goes for Levi as is, but once he does, seeing you trust him is enough to put his confidence through the rough. "Me? Really? You want a filthy, loser, shut-in, otaku like me to do your hair?" trust me he's good at it, would need to do some research to figure out styles and how but he's p good.

Asmo would do it no questions asked and fully eager too. Already has a list of styles ready, just needs you to pick though he definitely has his favorite.

The ones who give support:

Mammon is my silly mfer. my goofy ahh nigga. so he's here to keep her sane through the process, to keep her from doing the 'i remember you was conflicted' kendrick scream. ESPECIALLY when it's any hairstyle that has many parts/sections, like (god forbid) micro braids. Oh yes and although he is my black man, i like to think he only knows how to do his hair. Gotta keep up the appearance, after all his face card makes dollars so he doesn't have to make sense/cents. You'd let him comb through, detangle, your shit once and he immediately puts the brush down when you shout about the ouch because he fucked up the order.

Lucifer would literally pay someone to get it done for her and if they ever fucked up the process? May Lord Diavolo help the poor lesser demon, or human. Honestly I feel like he'd make a big deal out of it and even travel to the human world with her, especially if it made her more comfortable.

Belphie could do her hair... he just doesn't want to. He loves to touch whenever it's just out and mutter about how soft it is when it's washed then dried, but he is not dealing with that mass of hair. Hell even if im talking black-hispanic belphie?? he still wouldn't. He has Asmo do his hair for him, and as sloth why tf would he? So his purpose is to say something to encourage and reassure Beel, pull her out of dreams when Beel needs a break from styling or hold conversation with her to keep her awake while doing hair.

Their favorite hairstyles... and why! ☝🏾🤓:

Asmo loves french curl braids. They're very pretty, long, come in many colors and combinations, the curl!!! like, come on now. Versatile too because of how long it is, there's multiple ways to put it up and wear it. A second favorite is box braids but curling the ends when sealing them. Because it's just as pretty and versatile but sometimes shorter than the french curls.

Mammon likes loves fulani braids, bantu knots, jaded braids, triangle box braids, knot less braids, yarn braids and whenever she styles her fro into a shape. He love, love, love, loves seeing you being expressive with your hair. Second to that is whenever she wears a style that matches his. (yes actual black hairstyles, yes im talking about fan art.)

Beel doesn't have much of an opinion, she looks pretty no matter what in his eyes. However there are styles he thinks are cool or add to her cuteness like: afro, bantu knots, jaded braids, bubble braids, goddess braids

Belphie also doesn't have a preference, protective style or just out he loves it... BUT he likes it when it's easier for her to put a bonnet on or just lay down so he's biased to: twists, braids, faux locs, and box braids

Levi likes twists of all kinds and snake braids, or as i like to call it zig zag cornrows. He also likes whenever you just wear a wig/weave/sew-in because he has a hand in making it look like your actual hair, again cosplay lace front skills to the rescue. But also because he enjoys the ease of taking it off, depending on installment, and switching it out. Loves you being able to cosplay at the drop of a hat or embodying his favorite visual novel girls. "She gon' be black today." her and blasian levi say in unison.

Satan loves anything that shows off her natural hair. Not like adding hair ruins it for him, he loves her in any style but adores seeing it with little manipulation. With that said, afro or poof(s). Find it endearing and thinks she's adorable whenever she fashions the fro or twin poofs into cat ears. He also loves it when she does that with her box braids but just adores the floof.

Lucifer wouldn't say he has a preference but it's just known he loves elegance so: goddess braids, box braids with curls, french curl braids, micro braids, sew-in, lemonade braids, and nubian twists. Because he's pride, he loves to show her off and regardless of the style? whenever he decides to take her out and show her off he's gonna make sure she looks stunning.

[ask-belphegor]

I let you decide Then huh~? What would you like me to do to you Belphie~?

It's not like I mind anythin~ *I blush red but I keep my composure With my voice*

-♡ anon

You're letting me choose, huh~?

(nsfw under the cut)

Can you do something about my cock? It's bothering me...