#Diavolo's evil uncle

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Diavolo's uncle Mallus (Can’t remember how if that’s the name I decided to go with, LOL)! Dunno if I LOVE this concept -- he looks too zen for the evil-chaos vibe I picture him having; also pitchfork staff is shit foh shoh, don't even know WHY I added such friggin' weapon to this but oh well. It's done :D

[temis-de-leon]

Demon Brothers as Single Fathers

What if the brothers already had a kid when MC first appeared in the Devildom?

Characters: demon brothers, gn! kid and gn! MC

Part 2

Masterlist

CW: lesson 16, death during childbirth mentioned, but there's nothing explicit. Some brothers are better fathers than others, but they all love their kid with a passion. Romantic interest towards MC at the end

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Lucifer

There´s no way he’s having a kid with a random woman. I already posted a headcanon regarding demonic pregnancies, stating them as difficult, so my guess here is that he had a long-term relationship and his partner died during childbirth.

Of course, he’d cope with her death just like he coped with Lilith’s: hiding his feelings. He had his sister’s room hidden in the House of Lamentation without any of his brothers knowing, so it makes sense that he’d hide everything regarding his former partner from everyone, including his child.

Now, don’t get me wrong, he loves that kid, but he is who he is. A strict parent that wants his family to be perfect, obedient and loyal to Lord Diavolo. His child might get an obvious special treatment, but they still have to reach their father’s standards.

All of that, mixed with the load of paperwork he has to take care of on the daily, makes bonding time very limited.

When MC arrives, he makes sure they know not to bother the kid, his threats visible to anyone with eyes.

We know MC, however. They meddle and they become friends with most of the brothers very easily, so it’s understandable that the kid wants to get close to them too.

Lucifer tries really hard to break that friendship, not trusting MC at all, but the more effort he puts in that task, the more effort his kid puts in disobeying him. And we all know Satan is helping them just to anger Lucifer.

It all reaches an end when MC frees Belphie from the attic.

The kid doesn’t understand the situation, why their new friend is all bruised and bloody on the floor and why their uncle is laughing in such evil way.

Lucifer only gets how much his kid loves the human when he sees their distraught over MC’s death and their tears of relief when MC reappears in perfect conditions.

Time passes and the family is whole again, granting the kid a new feeling of happiness and comfort they’ve never felt before. Lucifer feels obligated to rethink the situation when he sees that.

Then comes the last day of MC’s stay at the Devildom and he knows he’ll regret not showing his desire of deepening their relationship before they leave.

His kid and his brothers are not the only ones that need MC anymore.

Mammon

I kind of imagine him having a child with a one-night stand, to be honest. For the sake of this fic, the other parent is not in the picture, but Mammon loves kids, so there’s no doubt he’d keep his own.

And oh, how much he spoils them. He saves money just for them. Does he go right back into bankruptcy after that? Yes, but the intention is there, you know.

I also think the brothers would use the child to blackmail him, like “you’re such a scumbag, Mammon, you’re going to disappoint the kid”. A dick move, but they are assholes to Mammon most of the time.

And then comes MC, rocking Mammon’s world and, by extent, the child’s.

No matter how old the kid is, they can sense their father’s love towards the human. It’s almost painful to see and it brings so much second hand embarrassment, but Mammon’s happiness makes everything worth it.

Especially when MC starts to defend Mammon from his brothers’ insults.

The kid promotes themselves from child to matchmaker. 

They spoil their uncles' plans with MC so they can spend time with their father, boasting Mammon’s confidence and telling MC how good he is and how good of a couple they’d make.

At first MC thinks it’s pure childhood innocence, not suspecting the kid is acting on ulterior motives, but Mammon knows what his kid is doing.

He tries to defend his status as too good to be interested in a mere human, let alone date them. Of course, the child sees right through his bullshit.

No one stands a chance against his little hellspawn, not even him.

Suffice to say, MC and Mammon establish their relationship long before the year ends.

Leviathan

I love Levi, I truly do, but c’mon guys. I doubt he has any friends outside the online world, let alone a partner; we can all agree he’s a virgin. So, for him to have a child, I think he would’ve had to be either really lucky or unlucky (depending on how you see it), meaning that his brothers took him out of his comfort zone so he could lose his virginity and he left that one girl pregnant.

I think the mother wouldn’t have wanted to be in a relationship with him, leaving him more reclusive than ever. He needed his brothers’ help to lose his virginity and now not even the mother of his child wanted to stay with him? Yeah, he’s not leaving his room ever again.

It’s difficult for him to bond with the kid at the beginning due to the lack of knowledge on how to take care of a child and the kid being born out of a loveless meaningless one-night stand.

He watches and buys anything family-related, finally understanding that the way he became a father doesn’t have to influence their relationship, so he steps up really quick.

Don’t worry, the brothers offer their help the whole time.

They spend most of the time in his room, bonding over anime, manga, videogames and cosplay, especially about TSL. He also forces himself to get out of his room more often for the sake of his kid, even if it’s minimal.

He still distrusts MC when they arrive, not paying them any attention, but he has to reconsider a little bit when he sees the kid so interested in them.

The whole TSL quiz happens and he’s surprised to see not only Mammon and Beel helped MC, but his child too. He feels betrayed and irrationally mad at all of them for an hour or less, just until the kid insists on MC’s genuine interest on TSL and convinces him to give them a chance.

After that, their friendship develops quicker than anyone could've ever anticipated, as well as Levi’s crush on MC.

Another kid that evolves into a matchmaker, although their methods are more dramatic due to being based on anime and manga.

The rest of the brothers have a lot of fun witnessing the whole thing.

Satan

My man has contacts, he knows people all around the kingdom, he fucks. I’m not sure if the child came out of a long-term relationship or a one-night stand, but his contacts definitely have something to do with it.

His whole mission is to treat his child better than Lucifer ever treated him.

No baby voice at all, what nonsense is that? When he reads to them at night he uses different voices according to each character, same as when they play.

The type of parent that wants to respect his kid so much he kind of treats them like an adult. Full conversations and everything. More like monologues, actually, but Satan is patient enough to wait for his kid’s answer, even if it’s a babble.

Cats everywhere. Toys, clothes, bedsheets… You know the drill.

Overall, Satan puts his whole heart into his child’s development.

And when MC arrives, he’s only curious about them because Lucifer is on edge. He’d prefer if his child was left to their own devices, living their life in peace with no human bothering them for no reason.

Then he swaps bodies with Lucifer.

Boy oh boy.

The moment he sees his child running to his brother instead of him, he’s spitting fire. MC intervenes just when the kid starts to get scared, something he’s extremely grateful for.

After the pact is made, both him and the kid see MC in a completely different light, but he doesn’t think about taking them out on a date until his child trips and falls while playing in the garden.

MC tends to them, dries their tears and cleans their bloody knees before using some cute bandaids on them. Cat-themed bandaids.

How could he say no to that?

Asmodeus

One-night stand one-night stand one-night stand one-night stand.

One-night stand? YES.

I’m surprise he doesn’t have a legion of children, Hercules style, but oh well, what do I know.

I like to think the mother tried to stay, but Asmo is a certified narcissist who loves spending time with himself and who’d also love the idea of having a mini him running around, ready to try new clothes on every opportunity and match him.

It’d be difficult to stay in a family like that, with a partner that monopolizes the child’s time so selfishly. It’s bad, but I could understand if the mother chose to leave. I don’t even know if Asmo would care, given that it was a one-night stand with no feelings involved, and he’d probably believe himself to be enough.

Asmo is as dirty minded as ever and he still has various relationships, but he tries to tone down really hard, at least in front of his kid.

They’re partners in crime above all, their chemistry is insane. ‘Don’t talk to me or my son ever again’ type of relationship.

Although the kid doesn’t have Asmo’s charming powers, they’re cunning. Doe eyed with a shiny glare and a brilliant smile, who could say no to them? Sometimes they even fool their own father.

Both of them are pretty superficial, but kind-hearted at the bottom of their hearts. It just takes some time and effort to see that.

The kid treats MC the same way Asmo does, although they have no ill intent, they just want to be like their father. So when Asmo starts to show some interest in MC, pursuing a friendship, so does his child.

Partners in crime, remember? It doesn’t take long for the child to act coy and cute, turning MC’s interest to Asmo. Again, no charm nor manipulation, but a little help from an innocent hand never hurts anyone, does it?

Beelzebub

I don’t have a single idea where the child came from, but if there’s something I’m sure of it’s that they’re each other’s best friend.

Beel takes them everywhere, in his arms, strapped to his chest or sitting on his shoulders, he doesn’t care, but they’re together all the time.

Scared to his very core of losing them, but tries not to be overbearing, trusting his brothers to take care of them when he can’t, mostly Lucifer and Belphie.

They're the most important reason to control himself, Beel feels guilty when he lets loose and scares his child. Seeing your father eat a column can’t be pleasant, after all.

Another one that ignores MC when they get there, preferring spending time with his child. Now more than ever, since Belphie apparently went to the human realm as an exchange student.

When he breaks MC’s wall and they’re forced to share his room, he’s introduced to the dilemma of whether letting them sleep in Belphie’s bed while he shares his own with his kid or letting them sleep in his bed, with his kid in Belphie’s and him on the floor.

He’s very reluctant to let anyone but his twin sleep in the other bed. His nightmares lessen when he shares his space with the child as well, so Beel’s very conflicted.

MC offers to be the one sleeping on the floor, something he immediately refuses, so he finally agrees to let them both sleep in his bed while he’s on the floor.

He doesn’t sleep that night.

It isn’t until MC defends him from his own brother that he starts to think of them as a true friend. He trusts them with his kid and he even feels okay leaving them alone while he’s out doing his own things.

Days after MC goes back to sleeping in their room, his child confides in him how much they miss having the human with them and Beel can’t help but agree.

He asks for his child’s permission before taking MC out on a date.

Belphegor

Had the child with a situationship, but the mother thought he would be too absent to be a good father. She tried to leave with the kid, but Belphie insisted on keeping them. Being one of the Avatars of the Devildom, he had the upper hand.

As much as he tries to be present, he can’t help but fall asleep most of the day, so Beel takes the role of second father. Still, Belphie wants to be in the same room as his kid all the time, even when unconscious.

He’s able to enter other people’s dreams, so his favourite way of bonding is at night, interrupting his child’s nightmares and transforming them into beautiful dreams where they can do whatever they want to do.

He even made versions of Lilith and Beel for them to be together during those dreams.

Kind of entitled, to be honest.

Belphie is a brat and so is his kid, but the child at least has the benefit of the doubt.

When Lucifer imprisons him he’s ready to destroy the house. The only way he can talk to his kid now is through dreams and even then he isn’t sure what to tell them. In the end he decides to let the kid be, but he’s always on edge, trapped, not knowing what’s happening until everyone goes to bed.

MC’s presence feels like a gift. A pathetic gift, but a gift nonetheless.

He asks about his kid and he seethes when MC tells him they’re becoming friends, how much they like spending time with the child.

He focuses so much on revenge that he doesn’t even realize what the kid could think of him if he carried along with his plans; how they could feel when all of it is done.

Killing MC is satisfying and leaves him wanting so much more.

That look from his child, his own blood, takes it all away.

Why are they crying? Why are they hiding away from him? Trying to reach MC’s corpse despite Lucifer’s words or Beel’s grabbing hands, screaming in terror when uncle Mammon doesn’t answer their questions.

Then MC reappears, looking as perfect as ever, and Belphie is overwhelmed with relief, convinced that maybe his kid will stop looking at him that way.

But that doesn’t happen.

He sleeps with Beel that night, feeling lonelier than ever, hands aching and reaching for a smaller body that isn't there. He can’t find them in their dreams when he falls asleep and when morning arrives and he goes to the bathroom, he makes sure there’s no blood under his fingernails.

It takes days before his kid can even look at him without that angry pout on their face. They tell him they’ve been sleeping with MC, listening to their advice so they can mend their relationship with him.

Ever since then, Belphie can’t help but blush whenever MC is in the room.

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Tagging: @deepestartisanhumanoidshark

[old-habitz-die-hard]

kin stuff

my irl/kinlist. if youre a sourcemate i encourage having a silly little chat with me fr

Ryomen Sukuna (Jujutsu Kaisen) William Afton (Five Nights at Freddy's) Il Dottore (Genshin Impact) C!Wilbur (Dream SMP) Albert Wesker (Resident Evil) Uncle Samsonite (Uncle Samsonite) The Scarab (Fionna and Cake) Michael Distortion (The Magnus Archives) Dr. Alto Clef (SCP) Karl (Castle of Nations) (Law of Talos)

Rick Sanchez (Rick and Morty) Postal Dude (Postal) Benrey (HLVRAI) Alternate Gabriel (Mandela Catalogue) Allied Mastercomputer (IHNMAIMS) Skwisgaar Skwigelf (Metalocalypse) Donquixote Doflamingo (One Piece) HABIT (Slenderverse) Normal Guy (Elevator Hitch) Diavolo (JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure) Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls) Vriska Serket (Homestuck) Ink Sans (Underverse) Medic (Tf2) GLaDOS (Portal) Unpleasant Gradient (Regretevator)

+ songkin

fate of the stars (tally hall)

ruler of everything (tally hall)

outliars and hyppocrates (will wood)

OTHERKIN SHIT / MISCELLANEOUS

eldritch horrors

borzoi dogs

alternates (mandela catalogue)

conceptkin / misc 2

spirals

fractals

uncanny valley

[humbuns]

Not sure if this will interest people but after catching up with nb and letting this simmer in my head for a while, I kind of want to look at the parallels between these two so I will ramble:

As og tags point out, Lucifer's existence must severely look like a big contradiction to Luke. I imagine the Celestial Realm must have hit hard on the message of the supposed wrong he and his brothers must have done contradicting their Father's wishes, and if we are following actual biblical lore, it will be one of the first few instances where sin was introduced into the realms. (The sin in this case was free will, a concept that must have been foreign to them) So it's a given they would constantly talk about what started and what ended that day. It's important to learn from history's mistakes in order not to repeat them.

So we have an angel (a child) who is being taught about a hero and a villain. One of heaven's highest blessings, a kin of your kind, betraying your family and everyone you love and becoming the being you are innate to hate.

Then you meet him. You want to hate him. You HAVE to hate him, but you can't. Not when you see how much he cares for his brothers. Not when you see your own pseudo-father/brother also silently mourning and rejoicing his passing and rebirth. Not when you see how truly tired he is. Especially less when you find out what was the reason for his fall (Protecting his family, your family.)

As much as he was born and taught to fight evil, Luke was also raised to love and care. He hates demons, but how is he able to pick a side without holding doubts when he develops a connection with said enemy? How can he blindly follow what he was raised to believe when it's not so clear cut to pick a side as he thought it was? (He would still stay with Simeon and the rest of the angels, however, because it's safer and it was the role he was assigned too,  he doesn't want to disappoint)  It's easier to judge from a distance after all, because you don't have the attachment to be hurt by then.

But now Luke is attached, he has the weirdest estranged uncle(s) who has an awful personality and teases him yet they will both care so much (Neither will admit it, because again, it's safer that way).

They were taught to be so different, yet they are the same kind, and for an angel who still has many centuries to learn while a former one has lived long enough to understand, it must be straining. They would want to interfere in their lives, but they just can't. It's why Lucifer detaches himself from any one who wants to approach him ( e.g. MC, Simeon and Diavolo) and Luke insists he doesn't understand demons (almost to the level of ignorance) because it's just less of a risk of hurting themselves and more importantly, others. 

They are both a constant reminder of the burden and failures of their existences. They can't escape it.

birds of the same feather?

[midnightsunnyday]

Mammon: now don't forget they're not fully demon, so no leavin' em by themselves.

Leviathan: understood.

MC: and make sure to give them human baby food. We aren't sure if their digestive system can handle Devildom food yet *shivers* Diavolo knows I still can't.

Leviathan: affirmative.

Mammon: and make sure they go to bed before 8 or they'll get all cranky and start cryin'. Oh yeah, and all the emergency numbers are in the front pocket, as well as known allergines, sensitivities, updated vaccinations, play date numbers--

Leviathan: --I said I get it!

*baby begins to cry*

MC: oh no.

Mammon: it's ok, daddy's here. Whose gonna be a good lil' nugget for uncle Levi? You are. Yes you are.

*baby giggles*

Leviathan: wow, Mammon. You know, none of us thought you'd be too good at this parent thing, but you've really leveled up. Now if only you'd pay me back the money I--

Mammon: *already in car* can'thear yathanksforhelpingloveyabye.

*speeds off*

Leviathan: should've seen that one coming. So...do you like Resident Evil games or...?

*baby coos*

Leviathan: *smiles* you know, I think I'm going to like being an uncle.

[animeomegas]

Jabsjwnd future family with Mammon or Satan from Obey Me pls 😭❤️❤️

(I can never say no to some Mammon, here you go sweet anon~)

MAMMON FUTURE FAMILY HEADCANONS

Mammon: 4 children – daughter (beta), son (omega), son (beta), son (alpha)

Mammon loves children so much and honestly, he kind of misses when his siblings were younger and wants something like that again. He’s actually quite a nurturing person who likes to look after people, but he also thinks children are hilarious and that they make perfect partners in crime. After all, children are adorable, so who would suspect them of pranks and crimes???

(I mean, they are Mammon’s children, so pretty much everyone suspects them immediately…)

Mammon has four children, the most out of all his brothers, and all of them are true chaos gremlins just like their father.

His eldest is a female beta. She’s the oldest and the only girl and she has a pretty wicked intelligence, but in more of a street smarts kind of way. She was Mammon’s first child, so people weren’t quite as suspicious when dealing with her in the way they were with her siblings. For that reason, she had plenty of people to practice her pickpocketing skills on. She’s quick, she’s slippery and she’s always down for a good prank/pickpocket combo. Mammon is so proud and he’s also pretty good at teaching her where the ‘danger’ boundary is for that kind of behaviour, so his daughter doesn’t get murdered or turn genuinely evil.

Mammon dotes on her like he does all his children, but with his eldest, she very much dotes back. She is fiercely protective of her father and is willing to fight anyone who disrespects him, and the same protection is extended to her younger brothers. She grows up, still cheeky definitely, but also as a person who is extremely loyal to her family and also the most fun person in any party. She goes to every party that any demon throws, and Mammon is there every time to drag her drunk arse home with a lecture and a hug because he's relieved that she's safe. Be gay, do crimes really is her motto. As a wild child, she appreciates that Mammon knows when to let her have fun and when to step in before someone gets hurt. (Wrangling a child like her does give Mammon a new empathy for Lucifer's plight though).

Mammon’s eldest son and second child is the sweetest and cutest looking child you could ever meet, truly an omega who could melt ice with a smile. But it’s all a ploy, don’t fall for it! Perhaps ironically, his child really looks like an angel. He’s very sly and charming, and also makes the perfect decoy for his sister’s pranks. He is the kind of child who has everyone wrapped around his finger, including and especially Mammon. Mammon just can’t resist the puppy dog eyes from his second born, he melts every time. Diavolo, Beel and Asmo are also completely unable to say no to this kid and he knows it. Let’s just say his sweet tooth is always indulged in through various means. As a child, he always preferred spending time with people over anything else, so he ends up quite close with many of his uncles, especially Asmo who dotes on him because they have a lot in common. He often times uses his cuteness to get his father and older sister out of trouble.

As he gets older, he discovers a passion for baking, probably fuelled by the sweet tooth all his uncles couldn’t resist indulging him in. Barbartos sometimes bakes with him, and Luke, if he’s ever around, admits that he tolerates this demon more than the rest. Demons don’t really get up to a huge amount, so he just enjoys his baking and going to RAD, happy to get whatever he wants with his charming smile.

Mammon’s third child and second son is his quietest child by a long way and fills the book smarts half of his older sister’s street smarts. The beta is quieter and likes to read with his Uncle Satan, but don’t be fooled, he’ll absolutely help plan pranks with his elder siblings, he just won’t participate further than the planning stage and therefore never gets caught.

He enjoys going to RAD to learn, but he’s more of a homebody and family orientated person who prefers to be at home with his family. He can be found napping with Belphie quite frequently, or even gaming with Levi but his favourite place by far is to be cuddling with his dad. Mammon is always, always down to spend time with his son doing whatever he wants them to do, and they are just as close to Mammon as the rest of his siblings are.

As he grows up, he takes an interest in magical research, but he’s a demon, he has all the time in the world to research, so he spends time with family first and foremost.

Mammon’s youngest son and last child is the sweetest himbo alpha to ever exist. He’s the only one who doesn’t really go along with his siblings’ shenanigans, except by mistake. This boy has a heart of gold who loves animals and helping people and definitely spends most of his childhood begging Lucifer to take him to see Cerberus, who is his favourite family member by far and anytime his omega brother lets him decorate some of his cookies, he always ices a dog or a cat.

Some people definitely try to take advantage of his kindness, which Mammon tries to stop whenever he sees it, but unfortunately, Mammon is also quite easy to take advantage of, so his eldest sister normally beats up the people who seek to harm him or make him cry.

As an adult/teen, he can normally be found either exercising with Uncle Beel, rescuing cats with Uncle Satan or hanging with Cerberus. Him and Beel have an especially close bond and Beel dotes on him. Mammon loves giving his youngest son gifts, because his face lights up in genuine joy every time, and Mammon’s heart just cannot take it. As the youngest and most naïve, Mammon is the most protective over this child, even when he’s a fully grown demon.

[henry-and-the-seven-lords]

Hey Meg remember in obey me they did that play in one of the lessons. (you know the one where there's princess Diablo)

if they get to do an other play, what would the Bro's recommend doing?

I actually just got to that lesson! It's also funny that you ask this. Back in high school I would go to the local play competition with my school (never won, but I did get to direct one year). I am also in love with plays... even more than musicals. I think they are way more immersive than a musical or movie could ever be.

I picked most of these off the top of my head, or by looking through plays that other schools in my area did for the competition. I can't say that I have seen them all but the summaries sounded pretty good.

Well... that's enough of my ramblings so let's go!

Warnings: Asmo's mentions NSFW stuff

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The Plays Each of the Brothers Would Pick

💙 Lucifer -

Hamlet by Shakespeare

Summary: A tragedy with ghosts, death, betrayal, and sword fights!

People have often called this one of the best plays. Of course he would pick this!

Also it is serious, has a good amount of drama, eloquent. It matches him perfectly.

He definitely wants to be Hamlet and have Diavolo be his uncle.

💛 Mammon -

A Tale of Two Spectators by Peter Manos

Summary: Two people watching their spouses have affairs together and they fall in love.

There are only 2 people in the cast. Guess who it would be?

Him and MC.

He wants his time to shine with them.

🧡 Leviathan -

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Rober Louis Stevenson

Summary: A man drinks a potion that splits his personality into good and evil and they share the same body.

He wany to be Dr. Jekyll.

He likes the dichotomy of good and evil. It reminds him of himself when he plays games vs. When he is shy.

(I could also see him doing some cyberpunk or anime rendition of a classic play like Romeo and Juliet)

💚 Satan -

An Evening with Edgar Allan Poe by Robert Mason

Summary: A retelling of 5 of Egar Allen Poe's best works. (Telltale heart, cask of amontiallado, etc.)

He likes classic literature, what can he say.

Also, Poe's literature can let his suppressed rage through in insanity! :D

(Could also see him picking one of Shakespeare's comedies to piss off Lucifer)

💖 Asmodeus -

Orlando by Sarah Ruhl

Summary: A young boy begins a 5 century journey where they discover themselves.

Orlando is quite promiscuous... so it matches with Asmo!

There are also a lot of elaborate costume changes which he would love.

And MC can be one of his many lovers ;)

❤ Beelzebub -

The Girl Who Swallowed a Cactus by Eric Coble

Summary: A girl and her friends find themselves in a desert and use their imagination to talk about how people affect the environment.

He liked the title because he has had that problem before.

But once he actually reads it, he like the adventure that the main characters have.

💜 Belphegor -

A Midsummer's Night Dream by Shakespeare

Summary: A fairy dabbles in fixing human affairs and mixes up two pairs of lovers.

He picked this play for 2 reasons and 2 reasons only.

As one of the lovers he can sleep for half of the play next to MC.

Lucifer said it was the stupidest play he has ever read.

Doesn't care which pair of lovers he is, he just thinks Asmo should be the ass.

[beelzegrub]

Can i request the side characters as dads please

Oof I’m so sorry these took so long lmaoooo

The Side Characters as New Fathers

They/Them prounouns but mentions of pregnancy and birth

Diavolo

This man is basically a child himself are you kidding me he’s so excited. But...

Pregnancy wasn’t easy. Demon pregnancies tend to be tough on humans but Diavolo’s child 😬

Spends the pregnancy doting on MC 24/7 even though MC has begged him to stop

MC is so relieved to finally give birth and end this. Diavolo tried to coddle them and MC nearly snaps their hand

Baby comes into the world screaming and stays that way for the first month

Baby just has a lot of opinions okay

Milk is too cold. Milk is too hot. It’s too loud. It’s too quiet. Daddy holds me too tight. My uncles hold me strangely

Even though baby is a difficult child, Diavolo is in love

Always with baby. Hates it when Barbatos pulls him away for work.

“Lucifer would understand.... he’d let me stay with Baby a bit longer.”

No he wouldn’t

Would 100% bring baby if MC would let him.

Barbatos

Already feels like he’s parenting Diavolo so adjusting to an actual baby isn’t hard tbh

Was pretty chill through the pregnancy. Knows he can take care of MC if they wish but also gives them space

Let’s MC scream and yell and squeeze his hand during birth no problem

Once Baby is born he insists on taking care of them and letting MC rest

Likes to be the one to get up in the night when Baby cries

On top of his full time job being Diavolo’s babysitter

MC gets frustrated and takes Baby over to the house of lamentation when she feels Barbatos is pushing himself

Barbatos knows. He lets them.

“As long as they are happy, a break isn’t so bad once and awhile.”

Simeon

Is surprised to find out MC is pregnant but excited nonetheless

Has a lot of experience in childcare isn’t too worried about the parenting part

But the pregnancy...

He knows humans are fragile. What could a half angel half human pregnancy do to his dear MC?

It makes MC a monster.

Are we sure this isn’t a demon baby? MC isn’t secretly a demon right? Simeon knows he certainly isn’t one so how did this happen?

MC becomes super demanding and snippy. Noticed it happening but can’t stop it. Hates it

Simeon is great and kind and patient and that makes MC feel worse

Baby finally arrives and both parents are nervous. This child might just be the antichrist....

Nope. Baby is, literally and figuratively, an angel. Doesn’t cry much, more of a whiner. Doesn’t mind being put down. Not a fussy eater. Likes strangers.

Hm.

What the hell happened

Simeon would have loved the baby even if they were evil tho

This man is such a good father.

Likes to play tricks too though he can’t wait until baby is old enough to get pranked

Solomon

😬

Okay listen

This man has the emotional maturity of a 14 year old

Thinks MC is Pranking him when they announce the pregnancy

“Oh, this is like that thing on tv right? Haha! Punked me!”

How are you both 14 and 50

Eventually comes to terms with the fact MC is going to have his baby.

Actually, babies

Surprise! It’s twins

Absolutely memes the shit out of it

Loves posting selfies of MC hunched over the toilet with him just smiling and giving a thumbs up

“Might be old but it still works!”

When the babies arrive, he’s not interested in the taking care of them part. Likes holding and playing with them but also finds them boring lmao

MC doesn’t let him get away with it though don’t worry

Babies are very much attached to their goofy father

Bonus! Platonic Luke!!!

MC tells Luke she’s pregnant and this child starts bawling on the spot

“A brand new life growing inside of you! I’m so happy for you!”

Bosses around the father during MC’s pregnancy. His fear of demons disappears when he’s protecting MC

If Simeon is the father he immediately starts referring to himself as uncle Luke

Waits in the waiting room during the birth

Dresses up because first impressions matter

Holds Baby/Babies for the first time and again just straight up bawling

Always offers to Help MC

Threatens the father if they’re not treating MC right

Thanks for reading!!! I hope this wasn’t too terrible out of character 😂

[ruewrites]

Thrones are Built on Lies Chapter 15: Forget

AO3

Ship: Solomon/Asmo, Diavolo/Lucifer

Word Count: 4520

Warnings: Dubious Consent, Drinking, Violence, Derogatory Language, Mild Sexual Content, Manipulation

A/N: Oh look at me. Finally utalizing that warnings section. Anywho, I hope you all enjoy! Comments are appreciated!

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Did Solomon go into Azazel’s study when he wasn’t there to root through his books? Perhaps. Was it to help Diavolo but also a fuck you to Azazel? Yes. Solomon wasn’t a violent man, but he could be petty. Plus he figured if anyone had books on this subject that went into detail, it would be Azazel. This was for the greater good of Arcadia, so surely he wouldn't mind Solomon borrowing a few things.

Now sooner had a yawn left his lips than slender arms wrapped around his neck. "Perhaps you should go to bed darling," Asmo's voice caressed the shell of his ear, "It's late, if you don't you'll wake up with ink smudges on that pretty face of yours."

Solomon chuckled, "Perhaps you're right, but that would mean that you would also have to return to your chambers for the night."

"Says who?"

"Says your uncle."

Asmodeus had been lovely company the past few days. He'd taken notes for Solomon if his hand started cramping up, helped him remember which marks were in which books, and kept everything rather organized for him (something Solomon wasn't too good at himself). He had also discovered that the feeling of his fiance's fingers running through his scalp and scratching the top of his head was nothing short of divine. He'd coaxed Solomon into many lovely naps, playing with his hair and speaking of everything and nothing as Solomon drifted off in his lap. And if he requested, Asmo would happily sing him to sleep.

"Oh who cares what he thinks?" Asmo released him and Solomon turned to follow him with his eyes, "Look at me, I'm Azazel, and I appoint myself as a temporary head as Lucifer's advisor because I say so that's why." Each word was emphasized with such dramatic flare carried by the snootiest attitude that Asmo could muster. "What evil evil things Asmodeus does! Corrupting King Solomon and distracting him from all the books I want him to read! He would rather go outside and be social. Two things I am terrible at so I could never imagine why."

Solomon couldn't contain his laughter. Asmo's caricature was quite amusing, and by the time Asmodeus took a seat in his lap Solomon's sides were aching. "Alright alright, you've made your point."

"How did you like my impression?"

"It was very amusing."

"Too over the top?"

"Maybe just a little."

Asmo leaned in and Solomon rewarded him with a peck. Asmo stayed close. "I don't want to leave," he whispered, "Being alone in my room is nothing compared to being alone with you. We managed to sneak past Lucifer for cuddles."

"But Lucifer had concerns with me seeing you," and valid concerns at that," Solomon felt Asmo shudder as his hands moved along his back, "I don't think Azazel's reasoning is quite the same."

"Can't you talk to him?" Asmo pressed, "He likes you. Maybe he'll listen."

"Unfortunately I don't think he'll budge on this wil me."

While Solomon had some respect left for Azazel as a scholar, what respect he had for him as a person had been drained. He could already hear the conversation surrounding Asmo. How he was a distraction, how he was bending Solomon to get what he wanted, how his reputation could be affected. Who knew what other lines of manipulation he would have ready. Who knew what he would try knowing that Solomon had developed feelings for Asmo.

"Besides, why would you wanna stick around and watch me finish my boring notes when you could be in your comfy bed?" Solomon asked, moving his head to rest underneath Asmo's.

"Because I could wait till you're done and curl up in a bed with you."

"Soon," Solomon promised, leaving light kisses along his neck. Thoughts invaded his mind about what soft skin might feel like in between his teeth. More and more thoughts akin to that had started to invade his mind as of late. Pictures of his fiance danced across late night fantasies as he tried to drift off into sleep. But he still had work to do. "Soon we'll have a room just to ourselves, and you won't have to leave me."

Asmo nodded, shifting his legs so Solomon could pick him up and carry him to the door. Once there, Asmo's legs dropped gracefully to the floor. "I still don't want to go,” Asmo buried his face into the side of Solomon’s neck, “I want to stay with you. Can’t I stay with you?”

Solomon squeezed Asmo a little tighter. “I’m afraid not, but,” he put some distance in between the two of them, just so he could look into Asmo’s eyes, “How would you like to go out tomorrow night?”

“Wait,” Asmo blinked in rapid succession, “Weren’t you just talking about how my uncle wouldn't like his rules being broken? Wasn't banning me from going out one of his rules?"

"Yes, but I wasn't and this isn't your idea."

"Oh you are a naughty man!"

"Shhh, Don't give us away." Solomon held one finger to his lips as his other found its way to Asmo’s hips. He loved hearing the way Asmo giggled. Azazel’s words be damned, he wanted to enjoy his fiance. “I’ll let you choose where you want to go, wherever you’d like, and we can sneak out together.”

The things happening around them were horrible, and Solomon wanted to pretend that they weren’t even if it was just for a little moment. He wanted to pretend that everything was okay, he wanted Asmodeus to pretend that everything was okay. Just for a moment. Just for a moment they wouldn’t be consumed with anxieties or sadness. Just for a moment, they could pretend they could still celebrate.

Solomon pressed a kiss to his forehead, “Now get some sleep. Tomorrow night will be all about you.”

Both Asmo’s touch and smile lingered in Solomon’s thoughts long after he whispered a soft goodnight, leaving Solomon staring after him into the darkness.

***

Mist berries are poisonous and have the potential to become extremely potent. It is possible to gain tolerance to them, but not without life long consequences. One of the old queens of Arcadia used to make drinks with them. However, her vibrancy started to deteriorate and she became sluggish. She gained resistance, but at what cost?

Those who fall victim to the berries have a slim chance at recovery but many perish. The dosage and preparation of the berries play a critical part in the matter as well as how an individual is exposed to them.

They are rare to come by but they often grow in the same place. Foragers are secretive of their spots and will go to great lengths to protect them.

There are some cures, but like the berries they are also hard to come by. They aren't instantaneous but they can be used to cure an individual of the ailments that the berries have inflicted. However, cures are extremely specific and must be made perfectly, otherwise all efforts will be for naught.

***

"I'm going to take Asmo out tonight, but don't worry I haven't forgotten about you." Solomon had finally gotten a moment alone to speak with Diavolo. He didn't really want anyone else finding out about his plans because he knew they would try to stop him.

But Diavolo's eyes only sparkled at the idea. "Oh don't worry about me. I'm just happy to see that smile on your face."

"What?"

"You've started smiling when you talk about him," Diavolo explained, "I know the feeling well.” He adjusted himself so that he could sit up a little more. Hands folded neatly on his lap. He’d lost a little bit of his muscle mass. The poison almost seemed to age him. “Asmodeus was here a while ago, he couldn’t stop showing Lucifer and me the dagger you gave him. It was gorgeous. You really worked on putting all sorts of little details in it. I thought it was a rather lovely engagement gift."

Solomon knew that Asmo had liked the gift, but he didn't realize he'd liked it that much. It made his heart flutter and swell. He was doing well. He was going to keep doing well.

"It's wonderful to see Asmo so happy, and there's a pep in your step as well," Diavolo continued, "I can't wait to watch you get married. I'm sure you'll be a glowing couple."

Solomon bowed his head, "Thank you. And I promise I'll find a way to help you. I won't rest till I do."

Diavolo took his hand and squeezed, "I know. You're a good man Solomon."

You're a good man Solomon.

The words spun around in his head as he looked down at Diavolo. He wasn't about to let Asmo nor his family experience another tragedy. It wouldn't be fair. It wouldn't be right.

"I'm not going to let anything happen to you, you're going to be okay," he could hear his own voice cracking, but it was like he was observing the conversation from far away, like he was outside of himself.

Diavolo’s grip was getting weaker.

He was still the same man he’d met when he came to Arcadia, and yet he wasn’t. Diavolo was wasting away. Solomon’s brain was running with ideas on how to cope with what was in front of him, and how to deal with what he knew was happening.

How could Lucifer face this?

How was he still able to stay in the room?

How was he still able to crawl into bed each night only to wake up holding his breath?

How?

“Solomon?”

He opened his eyes, and once again Asmodeus was standing in front of him. His warm hands held either side of his face and his eyes were full of concern. “Are you alright? If you aren’t feeling well, we don’t have to go out.”

“I’m fine, just lost in thought. I told you we were going out, so we’re going out.” He put both of his hands on either side of Asmo’s as he stood from his desk and removed them from his face in favor of bringing them to his lips. He placed a kiss on each one before dropping them down to his chest.

The concern still hadn’t left his fiance’s face, “Solomon-”

“No. I’m a man of my work Asmodeus. I’m taking you wherever you would like to go,” he reiterated. He wanted Asmo to be happy, wanted to see him smile like he had during the better moments of the coronation. He leaned in and pressed yet another kiss to Asmo’s forehead, “Smile for me? Please?”

He ran his hands down Asmo’s thin frame all the way from his pretty hands before pulling him closer by his waist. Thoughts about him flooded his mind and he pressed his lips against any piece of skin he could reach, receiving a multitude of giggles from Asmo. Still giggling, he pushed Solomon away.

“Darling! We’re not going to be able to go out if you keep doing that.”

“That would be a shame.”

Asmo came closer, readjusting Solomon’s shirt. His hands were still itching to grab at the corset around his waist. He wasn’t exactly sure where his patience had gone. Perhaps he was still subconsciously looking for any sort of distraction he could have. Or maybe, it was Asmo’s slim figure, how the curves of his body were just so touchable, his corset accenting his wonderful hips. Hips he wanted to touch. Wanted to grab.

“We should get going then,” Asmo’s voice once again pulled him from his thoughts, “The guards are about to go through a rotation, and we wouldn’t want to miss such a perfect opportunity to sneak out.”

***

The tavern was rather nice, especially at this time at night. There were intricate carvings on the trimming that matched the edges of the tables. Solomon found his fingers absent mindedly tracing them as he sipped on his drink. His eyes were wandering what his hands so desperately wanted to touch.Was it possible that Asmodeus had become even more beautiful since the first day that he’d met him?

His eyelashes were long and delicate, his hair curled ever so perfectly. Long golden earrings dangled from his ears and sparkled in the candle light. His shirt was long sleeved and puffy, accented by the corset, and it was low enough that he could see his collar bones. Solomon was gripping the table and downed yet another glass.

“Mammon used to come here with me you know,” Asmo said, “He always said that he wanted to have fun too, but I think he just wanted to keep an eye on me, make sure I was safe ya know?” The way his fingers moved around the glass was hypnotizing. “Don’t tell him I said this, but I miss those days. I know father said something to both of us, but when it came to Mammon, it was more about Lucifer’s reputation.”

Asmo didn’t mention what his had been about.

“I still like to come here on occasion though. It’s a lovely distraction when things aren’t pleasant.”

“I can completely understand that.”

Solomon didn’t want to think about the unpleasant things. Not now. How many drinks had he had at this point to feel good? The thought crossed his mind only when he raised his hand to summon the barkeep for more.

Asmo's was topped off as well, he nodded, letting those pretty little curls bounce on his head before bringing the mug to those wonderful lips of his.

When did Solomon start mirroring him?

When he finally put his own mug down, he took unsteady steps to his feet and offered a hand to Asmo. "How about a dance? Would that make the night good for you?"

Asmo giggled as he took Solomon's hand, "It already is a good night."

They twirled out on the floor together among other less than sober patrons. The alcohol had made Asmo's face pink. Solomon couldn't help but attempt to kiss him or give little nips. Each time Asmo would squeal and scrunch up. Alcohol permeated the air around them, it heightened his senses, made him even more aware of how warm and soft Asmo was, how his frame fit perfectly in his hands. It was like a higher power has sculpted perfectly for him, as if he were the only one meant to hold him.

Oh and if he didn't look wonderful in the dingy bar lighting.

Everything was wrong, his friends were being kept from him, one was dying. But Asmodeus was here. His perfect little fiance was right here, perfect for distraction.

"Solomon?"

Could he see the hunger in his eyes? Could he see his need?

He was begging to forget the world, to forget everything wrong.

And Asmo deserved to forget too, even if just for a moment.

He could have this.

They deserved this.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but the thoughts slipped out of his mouth all the same.

"Come with me."

He tugged Asmo out the door of the tavern. They could return later, but for now, Solomon wanted to be somewhere quiet, somewhere private.

If the bench hadn't been outside, Solomon would have fallen in the dirt on his ass. Asmo came stumbling on top of him, pulled along by Solomon's grip on his wrist. His free hand landed on the wall next to Solomon's head. The moon outlined his head in a perfect halo. Each curl was emphasized by moonlight. Somehow, his eyes seemed even brighter than normal.

How did he continue to grow more beautiful every day?

He brought Asmo's hands to his lips, pressing soft kisses to his skin. But soft kisses, slowly turned into open mouthed ones. They were sloppy, addictive.

Perhaps it was the alcohol, but thoughts slowly started to slip into his mind. Thoughts of how wonderful Asmo's skin felt, the curve of his hips and how lovely they felt in his hands. He wanted to take the skin of his neck in his teeth, to keep the warmth of his body close to him, to feel him move against him.

Maybe it was the alcohol.

But Solomon lost all of his inhibitions.

His other hand grabbed his hip and yanked him down on top of him and brought their lips crashing together. It wasn't anything like the kisses they'd shared in the past. This was raw passion. Wet and wanting. Nothing was enough. It was never enough. It craved and desired more. It was all teeth. It was fast, furious.

Solomon let himself buck up into Asmo and the friction sent his mind further into a drunken spiral. A growl left him as annoyance pricked at the back of his mind. The only thing standing in between them was clothing, and Solomon wanted nothing more than to be rid of it.

His fist balled at Asmo's hips.

Then Asmo pushed against his chest.

A string of saliva still connected them as he pulled away and Solomon thought he saw some sobriety slip back into his eyes. For the first time in what seemed like ages, Solomon reached for the broach.

Confusion.

Apprehension.

Uncertainty.

Guilt.

These feelings confused him. Why? Why was Asmo feeling these things? What happened? He couldn't comprehend any of it. Didn't it feel good? Wasn't this something good?

Solomon wanted to forget.

Asmodeus was his perfect escape.

Solomon wanted to make Asmo forget.

Asmo was starting to pull away.

"Wait," Solomon's voice sounded foreign to himself, as he gripped Asmo's hip.

Asmo turned to face him again.

"Solomon, we shouldn't," was that panic in his voice, "I shouldn't be-"

Solomon leaned closer to him, "You can."

Their lips were inches apart now, "Forget with me."

And just like that, they were devouring each other again. Asmo's hands were in his hair as his own hands pressed down on Asmo's hips. Heat was coursing through him. He moved up again and Asmo rode his movements, encouraging him further.

And the noises he made.

They were soft and beautiful, and Solomon craved more.

If he could get him on the ground.

If he could have those beautiful thighs wrapped around him.

If only he could hear more of those beautiful noises.

He wanted him.

Wanted him so badly.

He was aching.

Relief was calling to him.

Relief.

Forget.

Relief.

Forget.

That little mantra was the only thing repeating over and over again in Solomon's mind.

Asmo felt good. So so good. Heat continued to pool, his mind continued to blank.

This is what he wanted.

This is what was meant to happen.

Asmo was his. His beautiful little fiance. His perfect escape.

His warmth in a dark and hopeless world.

Until Asmo was ripped from him.

Asmo was ripped from him?

"You stupid whore."

Solomon felt his mind sober up as soon as he heard Asmo yelp. But he couldn't stand. His legs had turned into jelly. The world was spinning and reality was crashing down.

"Did you think I wouldn't find you? Did you think I was that much of a moron? Do you enjoy humiliating kings like this? Do you enjoy ruining the reputation of such an accomplished king? Do you enjoy shaming your family's reputation?"

Was that Azazel's voice?

He looked up.

Azazel has a firm grip settled in Asmo's hair, walking him around in nothing more than a circle. Asmo was struggling to stay on his feet, fear gripping his eyes.

"No! No no. I didn't! I don't! I-"

"Keep your mouth shut harlot," Azazel stopped in his tracks, and bent Asmo's neck back harshly, "You turned out no better than your mother. And after everything I did to prevent that. After everything I did to raise you and your brothers right. All of you continue to disgrace your father's name and bring shame to your brother's reputation. And you are the most disgraceful of them all, acting like a bitch in heat, seducing a powerful man into your clutches where everyone can see you shame him."

He talked as if Solomon wasn't engaged to him, as if there wasn't something mutual, like he was just a stranger passing through.

"Lilith would never have acted in such a way."

But Solomon started it.

He knew he had. He stumbled again. Sickness stirring in his stomach. Where was his voice? Why wasn't he saying anything? Maybe he'd drank too much.

Why were the guards only watching?

Why weren't they stepping in?

Asmo cried out again as Azazel pulled harder. "Months of training, for nothing. It appears I have my work cut out for me for your wedding day. If you haven't scared your fiance off that is."

He didn't. Asmo didn't do anything.

He tried to stop.

This is why he tried to stop.

Solomon had been a fool.

"I can only imagine what you said to manipulate him in the first place. If I were him, I wouldn't want to see you ever again."

Solomon was screaming for his mouth to move, for words to form, anything to defend Asmodeus.

But also to let Asmo know. He wasn't leaving. He would never dream of leaving.

Asmo fell to the ground and Azazel followed after him, hand still buried in strawberry locks, "If all you want to do is be on your back, you can stay there."

Then he let go, standing over Asmo and looking down on him. Asmo didn't make an effort to get up, curling around himself and flinching when Azazel moved his feet. "Lucifer should be ashamed to call you his brother. You're desperate for any ounce of affection you can squeeze out, in any way you can get it. You're no prince."

Asmo's body heaved as he walked away, his sobs sounded as if they were being muffled by his hands.

Azazel came close to Solomon. His vision was still blurred and he couldn't focus in on the man before him. But he could tell Azazel's features were blank. He looked cold, calculating. It almost seemed like he was inspecting Solomon the same way someone would inspect goods to make sure they weren't damaged.

"My my, it looks like you have quite a nasty concoction in your system," he tisked, "But no worries, that can be fixed."

There was a hand on his back, a bubbling up his throat, and suddenly Solomon found himself emptying the contents of his stomach onto the earth. He heaved once, twice, a third time. Even after the alcohol left his system his body still attempted to rid itself of some vile wretched thing.

His arms were struggling to keep him up, the edges of his vision were painted black.

"Take him back to the palace, make sure he's comfortable," Azazel's voice sounded like it was getting farther and farther away, "I'll take care of my nephew."

***

When Solomon woke up that morning, it was to a terrible headache in his own bed. Despite the fresh night clothes and sheets, he felt terrible. The light was a personal offense to his eyes. Then the memories of last night came flooding back. He had no choice but to curse himself. Of all the times to lose himself, he'd chosen then?

Perhaps if he explained, maybe Azazel would lighten up a bit. After all, Azazel did like him better.

Stumbling down the hall, Solomon made his way up the staircase and fell into Azazel's study. The world was still spinning. He couldn't get a firm grip on anything.

"Your majesty," so Azazel was here, "Are you quite alright? You look terrible, if you don't mind me saying so."

"I wanted to explain," Solomon swore his heart was going to beat out of his chest, "Last night, Asmodeus-"

"Oh I know all about last night, you have nothing to apologize for. You're not the first who's fallen for those big pretty eyes of his," Azazel helped him into a chair, before pouring something into a cup and sliding it towards him, "The first man had promised to marry him from what I understand, but quickly changed his mind. He was out the next morning and my nephew held onto that belief for a while, until he got word that he'd married a princess in another kingdom. Quite the lovely girl from what I've seen. I thought Asmo would have learned after that, but it's evident from his behavior and from last night, that he never did."

"But he didn't start anything, I initiated. I told him I wanted to take him out," Solomon pushed the cup away, "Anything that you witnessed was my own fault. Asmo was following my lead."

Azazel shook his head, "Is that really what he would have you believe? It seems that my little nephew is a better manipulator than I thought. Every day he grows to be more like his mother. Sometimes I even wonder if he belongs to my brother in the first place. She wasn't royalty herself, and my brother wasn't the smartest man." He pushed the cup back towards Solomon to the point that it was dangerously close to teetering off the edge of the table. "You're lucky that I had shown up when I did. That I can help see through his little lies. The moment you walked in those doors I swore to myself that I wouldn't let the same fate befall you that befell my brother. I swear to you that I will turn him into a fitting match for you."

Every fiber of Solomon's being was screaming at him to move away.

"That won't be necessary," he was proud of how he managed to keep his voice calm. He didn't like the implications Azazel was throwing his way. As if Solomon wouldn't know when he was being manipulated.

"And this is exactly what I feared," the concern lacing his voice was so sickly sweet, it gave Solomon a cavity, "I thought it'd be best if you two spent a little time away from each other. That way you can clear your head of his influence. It is for the best after-"

Solomon pushed himself back and stood.

Azazel was nothing more than a brick wall set in his ways and only hearing what he believed to be right.

His tea went cold.

Solomon went back to his room alone.

He knew what those words meant. No down there were already men standing guard at Asmo's door. Red clouded his vision. Even if he didn’t say it, Azazel was overstepping his boundaries even as a temporary head. The word temporary must not have been familiar to him. He’d be damned if he’d go quietly and let him do as he pleased, pushing everyone else around.

He wasn't going to give in.

And he certainly wasn't going to forget this.

Simeon, Luke, and now Asmo.

He wasn’t going to be isolated.

He was going to find a way to cure Diavolo with Asmodeus by his side.

A little civil disobedience was in order, and Solomon was ready to be disobedient.

[obeymeshallwedate-latinplayer]

Latin MC.

My MC.

I know; “if I wanted to be reading about a MC I would rather read mine.”  Well I want to talk about her, because I want you all to meet her!

It's a tragedy that I can't draw her, because I suck at drawing!

Her name is Yukari, all my OCs will be named Yukari If you find my profile in Obey Me! We can be friends!!! Anyways. 

Her full name is Verónica Yukari Perez Aguilar, she was born the 22 of June, in Mexico (She´s from the center of the Republic) As a good Mexican and Latin American she has a BIG family, the 25% of her blood is indigenous. (Her grandfather is 100% indigenous) and she will always brag about it. 

Characteristics. 

Small really small. Her height is 1.45 (4.76 feet... enserio ¿Por qué no se conformaron con los centímetros?)  brown wavy hair, even thought she bleached and coloured it in red. She always use dresses and shirts with a whole in her back, she has a lot of tatoos and she olny has one in her spine, the pact with Beel. Of course when she made a pact with every demon her back became black because of the ink and pacts, she use a lot of black, dark lipstick and tons of eyeliner, but just for speciall events, Yukari is way to lazy to make her make up every single day.

Her first interaction with the devils was not even natural, they imagine the new exchange student was pure, but nope. Her whole family is good with magic and more than that, when she was young accidentaly call upon Belzebuub, they made a pact in exchange of food and horchata water, after that they kinda became good friends. She was (10 years old and she was bored). 

The “Kidnap” by the other hand... Her whole family went straight to the Devildom, they knew, if her daughter was missing she was in hell, and yes, there she was half naked, from the waist up, her tattoo artist way to afraid of saying something, her mama was about to murder Diavolo (He loved it because he already knew Yukari´s mother) cousins and her older brother protected her with an encantation that she broke when things became espesas. And she used the pact with Beel to show everyone how she was gonna be fine. After that she bought lunch for Beel and her family started to shout at her. “Pendeja, los demonios no son juguetes.” “DEJA EN PAZ A ESE DEMONIO YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR O YO TE PUTEO AQUÍ Y AHORA” 

Yukari: AMAAA DEJA LA CHANCLA NO, NOOOOOOOO EN LA ESPALDA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAAAA MIS TATUAJESSS. 

Yukari´s mom: ¿¿Quien te manda pendeja?? 

After the putazos. The demons understood, they better don´t mess up with her family. 

Her relationship with the brothers. 

Lucifer.

He was surprised that Beel didn´t told him about his pact with a human, and he knew everything. After the show that Yukari put through, he decided that Mammon needed to stick around with her. 

He even went to her house for photos, books and action figures for her room. After that he saw Yukari in the big garden, planting cempasúchil, she even put in her door Papel picado she made an encantation with them so nobody could cross her door. He tried once when she wasn´t answering her D.D.D, he couldn´t.   He was amazed about her magic and power to talk, also she eats a lot for her small being, he has a Beel 2.0 but smaller. 

Mammon. 

He tried to sell the flowers in the garden, but Yukari nearly kill him, not on pourpose though, she put a protection for her flowers, and he crossed the protection, tha result was burns level two, that she cured. 

He is the only demon that like the saying says. “Entra como perro por su casa” it seems that after he burned up her encantations didn´t worked on him, so she needed to make better encantations and even protect her books. Once in a while she likes to cast a spell of truth in him so she can analyse his ways. The first time she spoke Spanish he knew he needed to create a bussiness with her. And her tattos are sick, he takes photos for her, he´s so in love with the art in her back. 

Levi. 

LOOOOOOOL She´s like that character from that anime, plus her hair is sick. He got another otaku by his side, for Yukari it was easy to make a pact with Levi, they became friends in a anime group so they kinda knew each other.

When Levi saw her magic he started to tell her how amazing she was, and how he can summon Lotan, and they totaly need to make a pact, she´s Henry, like in real live. For first time in his life he feels better with himself. 

He actually has a secret pasword with her door, so he can enter whenever he wants too, and laughs when his other brothers can´t even open the door. 

Satan. 

He was the opposite of his three older brothers, he needed to draw a line between that woman and himself, but when he saw how she could read difficult books and even summon other demons and even angels. 

Yukari: Ay Güerito I´m creating this potion so Asmo can´t flirt with me, I just want to see his face. 

She was evil, and he loved it, once he understood that she wasn´t a threat they became quite close.The cherry that was on top of the whole cake, was, Yukari was studying literature back in the human Realm, so yes, Satan made a pact with her, not as fast as Mammon or Levi, but if he was going to have a master, it needed to be her.

Asmo. 

For him, Yukari was cute, and the first impression was way to good for him. If anyone dares to see her body and thinks that she is not sensual, they are wrong, she just doesn´t like to show her atributtes, but damn, those Latin Americans were pure sensuality.  Omg, that type of clothes does match with her personality, she was evil and he loved it, needed more that a look. 

Bloking your door my dear? No problem I always have the key. (He doesn´t have it though)  His human is the best of all, even Solom can cry before her and she wouldn´t mind, his humans are great. 

Beel. 

Most protect my master, Beelzebub actually know her really good, he stayed in her life since she was 10 years old and they agree to make a pact. That means every familiar dinner he went, every birthday there he was, and after a break of each other, when he saw Yukari again he needed to hug and kiss her, she became a proper lady no longer a small child that summon him for cookies or for bullies. 

He got a crush in the 18 years old woman, and even if she doesn´t like him or she see him like a really old uncle that was okey for him. He knows that the flowers and potions that she makes can´t be eaten, so he always waits for her to give him a bite of her lunch or snacks. 

Beelphegor. 

When he tried to kill her in the other line of timpe she threw a flip flop in his head, and actually used her pacts, so Yukari 2.0 could have enough time to cast a spell, she summon an Archangel. It was impressive and the brothers were terrified, one human could summon anything was a danger. 

When she returned to her line she hugged Belphie and told him; If you try to kill me here, I will take your teared your head off, with one spell. After that they became such good friends, and she kept her secrete for eternity. 

With the undateables

Luke. 

Try to bully him and she will bite. She´s small so she hates with all her heart when the brothers are mean to him. Luke loves her, she´s like a big sister, and finally someone can face those devils. She even knows Michael, and when he speaks with him, Michael always tell him how impressed he was. Luke stook with Yukari every time he can, they also make sleepovers, and the curse in her door always give him a candy. He is the happiest Angel alive. 

Solomon. 

Worried, her magic is way to powerfull, he knows her type of magic, but, he can´t make it, that magic is from way far away in the humanity time line, and if she could summon one of the seven brothers when she was young, he didn´t knew how powerfull she was know. Ancient magic might stayed as a secret. He faced Yukari when she was angry, and damn, not even his magic helped him when he recived a Chanclazo.  

Simeon. 

He liked her, her apperiance was angelical, and her height was the cutest of them all, but he knew that even the Archangels had respect for that human, he saw her once in the  Realm, and he was shocked, she was nearly 14 years old, and was talking with Uriel like nothing. 

Diavolo. 

As powerful as a human might be, they have a time limit, he´s not that affraid of Yukari, he knows that she can handdle herself, and won´t start a rebelion Right? Even if she does that, he can always marry her and that would be all. 

Barbatos. 

He got atonished when she returned from the temporal line time, that wasn´t part of his plan, and she managed to break it. They became close, not only to know Yukari better but he needed to keep an eye on her, she wasn´t normal, she was playing with fire, but she didn´t get any burn of it.

LET´S LEARN SPANISH!

Chanclazo.  When a flip flop hit you

Güerito, This one is how should I say it? Kinda racist, means when a person has a white skin color and when he or she has a lighter hair. BUT in Mexico in the market, all people are güeritos, so dont worry. 

“Entra como perro por su casa”  He enters like a dog in his house

cempasúchil  A flower that means 1000 petals. And we use them for day of the deaths.

Papel picado Type of paper, that is use for our day of the deaths, in the ofrendas

“Pendeja, los demonios no son juguetes.” “DEJA EN PAZ A ESE DEMONIO YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR O YO TE PUTEO AQUÍ Y AHORA”: IDIOT, THE DEMONS AREN´T TOYS. LEAVE ALONE THAT DEMON YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR, OR I WILL KICK YOU HERE AND NOW. 

It´s very common that Latins owns 2 names and put the two last names of the two families, the whole name from a mother, means danger. 

 AMAAA DEJA LA CHANCLA NO, NOOOOOOOO EN LA ESPALDA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAAAA MIS TATUAJESSS.

MOOOOOM LEAVE THE FLIP FLOP NO, NOOOOOOO, NO IN THE BACK, NOOOOOOOOOO MOOOOMMM MY TATOOS. 

¿¿Quien te manda pendeja??

Who leads you asshole?

horchata

Type of drink,without alcohol. It is usually made of rice, and it´s sweet. 

espesas : Thick. 

[jaybeeart-vardathebeloved]

Hi Jaybeeeeee! I love your work so much, I always look forward to seeing what new work you have, especially your Obey Me! designs! It has me curious, I love the drawing you did of Malleus, diavolo’s uncle (?) I need to know what he’s like! What are you headcannons for him? I hope you have a great day op!

Hello anon! Thank you so much for your kind message!

The Mallus design I created was originally for a HC I had involving my MC's backstory! His name's wrong though lol it was meant to be Dagan.

As for what he's like, here's a couple of words to describe him: deranged, conniving, cruel, shameless, wild, smug, stubborn, deceitful.

Basically, he's the bad guy of the story lmao. Sometimes people like bad guys when they have a misunderstood origin story, right? But this one is bad to the bone. Your classic evil demon, who likes to torment and torture humans because he enjoys it. Not even the Demon King likes him very much, despite being his little brother...a brother who caused too many headaches for him. You know the Dark Ages? He made a lot of human lives miserable when he went on a rampage during that period of time.

idk if this will end up as a disappointment to you lol but that's how I first imagined him in my head.

[made-me-deep-blue]

life shining across the years.

Book: The Crown & The Flame, The Royal Heir

Pairing: Kenna Rys x Annelyse Adair, Riley x Hana

Prompt: Memories

Words: 1088

Rating: Fluff, a ton of fluff

Tags: @choicesmaychallenge @kinda-iconic

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“Hey, do you believe in reincarnation?”

“Why do you ask?”

“I believe that everyone who fought evil and died for a better world...was reincarnated into a happier life.”

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Kenna was reading one of the Cordonia Royal Library’s histories books, buried under a massive pile of the history collection in a secluded corner. It was a habit whenever her mothers would come to pay Uncle Liam and Uncle Drake a visit, and she would always have her own getaways whenever the adults discussed politics during the royal council meetings.

“Queen Kenna of Stormholt then delivered a final blow to Luther Nevrakis...with the son of the King himself, Diavolos Nevrakis…” Kenna muttered to herself. “...that’s really...a lot for his own son to slay him like that.”

Kenna never really asked her parents who she was named after, not because she wasn’t really interested in knowing, but it was until a couple of royals and foreign dignitaries mentioned the legendary queen, who was Uncle Liam’s ancestor, whenever Kenna attended events. So one day, she decided to ask her mothers, Duchess Riley Silverlake and Duchess Hana Lee of Valtoria, about it.

“Who were you named after?” Riley said. “Well, we name you after the legendary queen herself and for the fact that she was Liam’s ancestor…” She looked to Hana, who had her head on Riley’s shoulder.

“But also because we knew that you were going to be a fierce warrior, just like how we busted Anton and his narcissistic jerkface, and how Queen Kenna managed to slay the evil Empress Azura and the treacherous King Luther.”

“I’m still not over that story by the way,” Kenna chuckled. “And you guys managed to attend your wedding again in one piece? That’s on a whole another level of awesomeness.”

“I know, I know,” Riley flipped her hair behind her shoulder in an attempt to look cool. “We’re awesome.”

Kenna rolled her eyes at her mother, but couldn’t help but smile at her humour.

“Kenna, sweetie!” She heard Hana call her from the entrance to the library. “We’re heading home! Your girlfriend’s coming to visit, remember?”

Kenna perked up at the mention of her girlfriend, Annelyse, and smiled gently at the thought of her visiting the Valtoria Palace. She closed the book in her lap and shouted back. “Coming, mom!”

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Later in the afternoon, sure enough, Kenna waited at the palace entrance for Annelyse to arrive. Riley and Hana secretly watched their daughter from their bedroom window, snickering to themselves.

“You know,” Riley gave Hana a hip check. “If Kenna had a tail, it would be wagging right now.”

Hana failed to hold in a laugh at that comment.

Kenna got up from where she was sitting at the steps when she saw a Mercedes car pull up. As she got to the door and opened it up for Annelyse to exit, her father bowed his head slightly. “Your Highness.”

The princess bowed in return. “I’ll take care of her well, don’t worry.”

When the car drove off, Annelyse beamed at Kenna, her grey eyes glittering under the afternoon sun. “Hey, you.”

“Hey, yourself.”

“So, what’s the itinerary for today?” 

Kenna laced her fingers with Annelyse’s and shrugged. “Anything that you wanna do?”

Annelyse immediately tugged Kenna towards the palace’s garden. “To our favourite place then!”

The two ladies found themselves in the same position whenever Annelyse came to visit the palace; under the shade. Against the wall. On the steps. Kenna’s temple pressed against the top of Annelyse’s head with their fingers interlaced, with Kenna’s earphones plugged into Annelyse’s right ear and Kenna’s left, listening to the mixtape that they made together.

“Say, Annelyse, can I ask you a question?”

“Shoot.”

“Do you believe in reincarnation?”

Annelyse removed her head from her favourite spot to look into Kenna’s hazel brown eyes, the colour accentuated under the afternoon sun. “Mm, I have always found that concept interesting, but...why do you ask?”

Kenna shook her head, smiling softly before looking up at the clear blue skies. “I was reading one of the books from Uncle Liam’s history collection in the Royal Library when we went to the Cordonia Royal Palace this morning, and I read about Queen Kenna. At one point in the book, I saw your name in it.”

Annelyse hummed to herself. “Queen Annelyse Adair of Stormholt and Aurelia, the Gilded City?”

“Yeah, that’s her,” Kenna nodded. “And it got me thinking if we were their reincarnations, and we are living in a happy life that they envisioned for us.”

Annelyse’s expression turned contemplative before she joined Kenna in viewing the blue expanse over their heads. 

Both of them would have ever known if the sky was every this blue after the war ended back then. Even if the present evil was defeated, there could be another one rising somewhere else. For two strong women to marry out of love and usher in a prosperous new generation, that might have meant something for her and Kenna to be open about their relationship like this.

“If we are,” Annelyse said, breaking the stretched, comfortable silence between them. “We’ll carry on our own memories together for them, even though we can’t exactly remember theirs. Their happiness together is carried on through generations differently, and we’ll just have to carry them on for the next. Don’t you agree, darling?”

Kenna sighed, her eyes crinkling as she smiled at the woman beside her. “Well said, Lady Annelyse.”

The raven-haired woman bumped her shoulder against hers with a huff of laughter.

“Your Highness, Miss Annelyse,” Gladys, the palace’s major-domo, walked around the corner to greet them. “Duchess Riley and Duchess Hana had the chefs prepare lunch and await your presences in the dining hall.”

“Got it, we’ll be there. Thank you, Gladys.”

Gladys smiled and bowed, before disappearing around the corner.

Kenna got up to her feet, and held a hand out for Annelyse to take. “Shall we, my queen?”

Annelyse’s face flushed at the title (and the possibility of it happening) but decided to play along with the banter. “Yes, let’s.”

As the two made their way back into the palace, somewhere further in the garden, were two women; a legendary hero and queen dressed in armour, the other lined with gold, the ruler of a Gilded City, smiling lovingly at the young couple. 

Both of them gazed into each other’s eyes with a huff of gentle laughter and interlaced their fingers. They walked together, fading into the sun’s rays peeking through the trees. 

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I know nothing about jojo. Teach me it out of context

part 1 phantom blood. um jonathan (British) has some personal problems with his adopted brother dio brando (also british) and then dio kills their dad and becomes a vampire. jonathan gets shounen powers and a guy survives for like fifteen minutes after being cut in half. dio gets decapitated so jonathan went and got married but then dios decapitated head appeared on the boat and was like jonathan i respect you so i want to use your decapitated body as my own. and jonathan was like dude thats kind of fucked up but the boat blew up and dio did it anyway. erina survived though

im putting these under a cut cause it got long as fuck but heres your jojo summaries

part 2 battle tendency is like. joseph who is jonathans thotty grandson teams up with caesar zeppeli (italian) (gay) to defeat the pillar men which include kars (milf) esidisi (milfs live in boyfriend) wamuu (adopted son). another milf called lisa lisa trains them into their shounen powers and then esidisi shows up and kills the teachers aides and possesses lisa lisas assistant and then dies. basically they all get into this arena deathmatch involving zombie horses and kars grows wings and runs around all sexy for a little bit before getting launched into space. caesar gets crushed by a stone cross after making a gay ass speech. love loses. also it turns out lisa lisa was josephs mom the whole time.

part 3 stardust crusaders i kind of hate but i love the characters so basically jotaro kujo (josephs grandson) um he gets his stand and hes like whats this evil spirit i have to be locked in prison for everyones protection. and then his mom gets a stand too but sike women arent people so shes going to die. this is of course dios fault and they have to kill dio. kakyoin tries to kill jotaro and then jotaro pulls the worm out of his head and theyre best friends after that. polnareff tries to kill avdol and avdol sets him on fire and theyre [redacted] after that. they all go on a wacky roadtrip to cairo to kill dio during which kakyoin feeds a baby its own shit and avdol fakes his death for a little over a week. killing dio doesnt go great and vanilla ice sucks avdol into the void and kills their dog iggy and i hate watching that part. kakyoin is crushed under the weight of his own hubris. dio thinks hes sexy for being able to stop time but jotaro can also stop time and he kills dio. jotaros very traumatized due to the entire experience. for some reason both polnareff and joseph survive. the end

part 4 diamond is unbreakable is basically josuke higashikata whos josephs kid out of wedlock hunting down a serial killer with a hand fetish. jotaro is there hes a marine biologist now and josuke is technically his uncle. theres also josukes best friend okuyasu theyre a lil gay but thats alright we like them. also got short king koichi and yukako. and evil twink mangaka rohan. its like murder mystery except a lil more fucked up cause its jojo. ultimately kira (murderer with hand fetish) gets his ultimate powers that manipulate time and space but it doesnt even matter cause josuke has protagonist disease okuyasu dies for like 10 mins but he gets better. kira gets punched into the street by jotaro and then an ambulance runs him over and he dies.

part 5 vento aureo is giorno giovanna whos dios kid but hes also jonathans kid bc dio fucked with jonathans body and thats how giorno was born. he kind of acts like dio if dio had jonathans moral code and hes blond. anyway hes 15 and he joins the mafia because he wants to end heroin abuse and he ends up getting god timespace manipulation powers and killing the boss diavolo but half of his friends are killed horribly so that sucks. and then he becomes the don of the italian mafia. and hes still 15. also polnareff is there for a minute he gets killed sort of but his ghost possesses a turtle so hes giornos turtle after that i guess.

part 6 stone ocean my favorite part cause theres finally lesbianism. jolyne who is jotaros daughter is in prison bc she got framed for murder by her boyfriend. jotaros been an absent father due to him having personal problems. he shows up to break her out of prison but he gets his soul and his stand turned into discs and pulled out of his head and he goes into a coma and most of the rest is jolyne trying to get the discs back. she has 2 girlfriends called hermes and foo fighters who is technically a mass of sentient plankton. weather report (sexy) and anasui (ugly) are also there. the main antagonist is pucci who is a priest and was also dios best friend when he (pucci) was 16 for some reason. by the end they get jotaros discs back and pucci successfully starts manipulating reality itself and it turns out weather report was his brother all along and their backstory is REALLY fucked up and then jotaro comes back and anasui is like jotaro can i marry your daughter and hes like no and then everyone gets killed and pucci resets the universe but emporio the ten year old theyve been hanging out with gets weather reports stand and uses it to follow pucci through the universe resets and he ends up creating one where pucci never existed. it ends with “irene” kujo meeting hermes and anasui/weather report are also there. its implied that this is a new universe where none of the bad shit ever happened. emporio is crying. it kind of sucks

part 7 steel ball run i really dont know how to summarize but basically johnny joestar whos like alt universe jonathan but actually not really like that at all. hes also paralyzed from the waist down and he wishes he wasnt. um he meets an italian (gyro zeppeli) and they go on a horse race across america to track down the body of christ. they meet diego brando whos like dio but hes more about class warfare than megalomania and hot pants who has a stand that lets her turn her flesh into spray. diegos stand is that he can turn himself and other living things into dinosaurs. johnny can shoot his fingernails like bullets. anyway they end up fighting the president of the united states (funny valentine) who was trying to turn lucy steele whos only like 14 into a vessel for the corpse of jesus or something and he kills gyro and hotpants and diego and johnnys like this sucks but sends him into an infinite death loop bc hes a dimension hopper but he just keeps dying over and over again in any dimension he goes into. and he deserved it

part 8 jojolion i havent read but gappy seems like a nice guy

[midnightsunnyday]

Holiday dinner with the family (Black MC)

Summary: MC invites the brothers to meet their family for holiday dinner. As the day progresses, shenanigans ensue.

A/N: wrote this back during the holidays and is heavily influenced off my own familial experiences, yet exaggerated for fictional purposes. Either way, I hope you enjoy. 

Warnings: some curse language, mentions to sexual situations.

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1:00 PM

Lucifer: alright, we're here. For the record, I think this is a horrible idea.

Belphegor: you've already stated the record 30 times before getting here.

Lucifer: and just like the 90 times before getting here, let's go over the rules again, shall we? 

*everyone groans*

Lucifer: say them.

Everyone except MC: no using our powers, no mentioning we're demons, no mentioning we attend RAD, no mentioning we're the literal envoys of the seven biblical sins, no mentioning our actual ages, no mentioning our real names, no mentioning the Devildom, no stealing, no maiming, no sodomy, no hypnotism, no blasphemy, no betting souls, and no eating MCs family.

Lucifer: good.

Asmodeus: I'm so excited! I can't wait to show your family how wonderful I am.

MC: just make sure that's the only thing you show them.

Asmodeus: I promise I'll be a good demon. Well, as good as a demon can be.

Satan: again, I get why we had to change our names, but do they have to be so ridiculous?

Beelzebub: I like my fake human name. It’s cool.

Satan: well, I don’t. Mine makes me sound like an old man.

Mammon: um, guys? Levi's having a panic attack.

Leviathan: *hyperventilates into a sandwich bag*

Beelzebub: Levi, I know you're nervous, but you're breathing on my sandwich.

Leviathan: I can't do this, OK? Just let me sit in the car.

MC: Levi, you'll be fine.

Leviathan: Levi will not be fine. I can see them from the window. Why does your family have so many people? No way they'll want to meet--

MC: --what did I tell you about the self-deprecation?

Leviathan: but I--

MC: --listen, remember that anime we watched together: I'm a Demon Who Fell in Love With a Human and Now I Have to Meet Their Family but Little Do They Know I Have Horrible Social Anxiety?

Satan: these titles...are oddly specific.

Leviathan: oh yeah. In the end the whole family went to Hell for the wedding and was super accepting.

MC: the point is they were nervous too, but they worked through it together just like we all are. And do you know why?

Leviathan: why?

MC: because I love you, Levi, to hell and back.

Leviathan: *blushes* Alright, I'll do it. If it's for you, I'll fight all the forces of Heaven themselves!

MC: it's dinner Levi, not Armageddon, but I love the confidence.

Lucifer: good then. Now, let's get this over with. Diavolo help us all.

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1:15 PM

MC: which one of you gave my parents a $2000 bottle of wine? 

Mammon: $2000? I thought we agreed to give them gifts under $50?

Belphegor: that's right. Who’s the show off?

Lucifer: isn't it obvious? And please, they need to know that I'm the provider in this relationship.

Mammon: and what does that make the rest of us?

Lucifer: a pain in my ass.

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1:35 PM

MC: great. Now my mom won't stop bragging about "my baby's boyfriend."

Asmodeus: which one?

MC: very funny. And I'm talking about “Mr. Tall, Dark, and Bougie” himself. Though I don't recall mentioning you were my partner, Lucifer.

Lucifer: why mention the obvious, love?

Mammon: don't make me gag.

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2:25 PM

Satan: I don’t think your uncle cares for me much.

MC: why is that?

Satan: well, for one, he keeps referring to me as “white boy.”

MC: oh, no.

Satan: I know, right? Tell me, do I really look that pale? Granted the *whispers* Devildom doesn’t have much sun, but still. Do you think a tan would be beneficial?

MC: Satan?

Satan: yes?

MC: I love you.

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3:40 PM

Lucifer: one of the smaller humans asked me if they could "hold a 20."

MC: yes, I saw. In which you gave them twenty $100 bills.

Lucifer: yes, to hold. Is that not correct?

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3:53 PM

Mammon: MC why won't you let me near the spades table? I could be making a killing right now!

MC: because lives are at stake.

Mammon: wow that hurts, MC. Do you really think I'd hurt your family?

MC: no, I think my family would hurt you.

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4:13 PM

Leviathan: MC. MC. EMERGENCY. All your cousins kept asking if I had games on my phone, and I was like, "Duh, of course I do." Now they've taken my phone and won't give it back!

MC: *rises from their chair and walks off*

*the sound of screaming children is heard in the distance*

MC: there you go.

Leviathan: thanks, M…ew, why is it so sticky?

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5:05 PM

Asmodeus: now I know I said I’d be a “good demon,” but your aunt --

MC: --is married.

Asmodeus: oooh, so she’s a two for one deal, then?

MC: go sit in the car.

Asmodeus: but--

MC: IN THE CAR.

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5:48 PM

Satan: MC, I don't appreciate your family insulting my intelligence.

MC: what are you talking about?

Satan: every time a song comes on, they keep asking, "what I know about it?" It's infuriating.

MC: we really need to have a talk about colloquialisms.

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6:07 PM

Leviathan: I think Beel just killed MC’s dad.

Lucifer: WHAT?

MC: my dad isn’t dead, Levi, just winded.

Beelzebub: we were playing football.

Lucifer: out of all the games to play and you choose football?

Beelzebub: I said no, but they really wanted me on their team and well…I was having so much fun, that I forgot my own strength and threw the ball a bit too hard. I’m so sorry, MC.

MC: *pats his head* it’s OK Beel. Though it was hard explaining why you were capable of sending a man flying several feet through the air. On the plus side, no one wants to challenge you to anymore games.  

Beelzebub: that’s...probably for the best.

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7:00 PM

MC: Belphie where did you go? I haven’t seen you for several hours. *sniffs his clothes* and why do you smell like that?  

Belphegor: your house was way too noisy, so me and your cousins...went for a walk.

MC: for a walk, huh?

Belphegor: *shoves a handful of Doritos into his mouth* yep.

MC: …

Belphegor: …

MC: you’re high aren’t you?

Belphegor: I will neither confirm nor deny it.

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7:35 PM

Lucifer: are…are we praying?

MC: oh yeah, sorry. We always pray over the food before we eat. Don’t worry, it won’t take long

*three minutes pass*

Mammon: is it over yet?

Lucifer: *whispers* Beel, calm yourself.

Beelzebub: *shirt wet with drool* I’m trying!

*five minutes pass*

“And father god, we humbly ask that you protect everyone at this table from Satan and all his machinations, both physical and spiritual. May no evils prosper against them.”

Lucifer: yes, Lord.

Satan: *glares *

Lucifer: what? I was simply agreeing with said affirmation.

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7:42 PM

“In Jesus name we pray, Amen.”

Everyone: Amen.

Beelzebub: finally. We can eat.

Belphegor: an eight minute long prayer? Even Jesus would tune out.

Satan: they rebuked me so much during that I think I felt my skin burn a little.

MC: Beel, save some for everyone else, please.

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7:55 PM

“I see you have a lot of men around you these days, MC.”

MC: they’re my friends.  

“Funny that you have all these friends, yet not one of them is your husband.”

MC: *sips drink* I’m sure you would know a lot about having no husbands, considering you’re going through your third divorce.

Mammon: *chokes on his food *

Asmodeus: I love this family.

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8:05 PM

“So what did you all say you do again?”

Lucifer: Student affairs

Mammon: Entrepreneur

Leviathan: Digital media

Satan: English Literature Professor

Asmodeus: Image consultant

Beelzebub: Personal trainer

Belphegor: Mortician

MC: …

Belphegor: *smiles*

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8:55 PM

Belphegor: wait, we’re praying again? But we’re leaving.

Lucifer: at this point we’re so blessed we could qualify for sainthood.

Mammon: hang in there, bro.

Satan: I think I feel a few blisters forming.

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11:35 PM

Lucifer: well, that could have gone worse.

MC: see? Everything worked out.

Lucifer: other than a few mishaps, this evening turned out to be quite pleasant.

Asmodeus: right? I had so much fun with your family, MC.

Beelzebub: I think soul food is my favorite kind of food.

Satan: do you think we made a good impression?

MC: I’ve gotten nothing but notifications since we left. Everyone wants to know when I plan to bring back… *sighs* “my rich boyfriend and his brothers.”

Mammon: I resent that first part.

Lucifer: the part where I’m rich or the part where I’m their boyfriend?

Mammon: BOTH.

MC: you guys know you’re all my family, right? So just know you’re in this for the long haul. No backing out.

Lucifer: *smiles* as if we ever planned to.

[boneandfur]

Closure [6&7]

Chapter Six [The Princess]

Notes: This is two chapters in one, featuring the POV of both Sophy & Maxwell.

Words: 2164

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Song: Let Her Go, Passenger

Sophy hates this party. The sugar mice have already been eaten, and her mummy is dancing, dancing, dancing with the king, which has made Papa sad. It's made her Uncle Bertrand happy though -- he's been smiling like his face will fall off since they arrived at the palace, as if he wasn't talking to Mummy in that grumpy voice before they left. 

Don't you remember? We've been practicing for months. You must remember, Lilly. Sophy, you are dismissed. Go play with your dolls. Of course, he was not so grumpy with Sophy, but she saw the way he looked at Mummy, and fiercely wanted her Papa to come home.

I'll be home soon, my sweet little squirrel. Look after your mama and your little sisters. Papa had kissed her on the forehead, and she had wondered, in the morning, why Uncle Bertrand was so grumpy. 

She hadn't had to wonder for long.

She, Gemma and Talia had been playing with their dolls under the long table in the breakfast room (Kenna had defeated the evil Azura, she was marrying Diavolos and Valentina, and her best friend was a dragon). They all tensed when the shouting match began. Talia screwed up her face, like she was about to start bawling, but Gemma grabbed her hand and pointed down the tunnel of chairs that led to the door. After Talia started crawling, clutching her blue dragon plushie, Gemma had looked at Sophy, her brown eyes filled with tears. 

Come on, Gemma mouthed. In Sophy's ear, she whispered, Let's go see the babies and Miss Jess. 

Miss Jess was a lady that Uncle Bertrand had hired as a nursemaid to watch the babies for the social season. She knew the King's big brother, which confused Sophy (shouldn't a big brother be King?), but she was more fun than Mummy, which made Sophy feel bad, so unlike her sisters, she could not warm up to Miss Jess. If she thought she might love Miss Jess more than Mummy, Mummy would feel bad and send her away -- just like her Aunty Vannah had gone away, Mummy screaming bad words and throwing things. Whenever she begged for Percy to come home, Papa tried to pretend he was not about to cry. 

You go. I want to see Papa, Sophy whispered. Tell Miss Jess I'm in the greenhouse.

The lie felt funny in her stomach, like the time she took a bite of Papa's birthday cake that before it was served. Gemma hugged her, hard. Then she followed Talia down the tunnel of chairs, not once looking behind her. The shouting got louder. Sophy saw Uncle Bertrand's feet, pacing up and down. His voice was the loudest. 

Peacocks would be welcome! The Cote d' Or... Bleeding us dry! I've had to borrow money to fund our return to court, quite a bit of it. How could you leave like that... I'm sick to death of it, do you hear me, brother? 

Bertrand, it's not like that, I was winning, if I could have a little money, I can win it all back for us, please... I only need ten thousand euro...

A little money, Max, that is not a little! Some commoners make only twice that in a year. Our pockets are not deep like your Saudi friends, they are full of holes. ...Yes, I borrowed money. Quite a bit. So stay away from the casinos until after I have paid at least half of it back, or god help me, we will be in it up to our necks. 

Papa! Sophy burst out from under the table, throwing herself in his arms. Uncle Bertrand turned his face away. The ugly scowl on his face scared Sophy, and she buried her face in her Papa's chest. 

That child... You are truly your father's daughter. Uncle Bertrand patted her on the head with affection. Max, we'll continue this later. 

But if they had, Sophy had not heard a word of it. Instead, Mummy had told her she was to accompany them to court, because the king was throwing a party for her, for Sophy, because she was such a big girl now, and he had heard that she was the very best of all House Beaumont's daughters.  

"This is boring." Sophy looks at Jack. He is a funny boy, with messy dark hair, green eyes, and freckles. "Aren't there any other kids for us to play with?" 

"No." He sticks out his tongue at Sophy. "Look!" Jack points out the corral. Something is glinting outside in the grass, a piece of gold foil. "That looks like a chocolate crown! Those are my favorites!" 

Jack wriggles our first, and Sophy follows him, game for anything. The  edge of her dress rips, and she knows Mummy will be mad, but she doesn't care. Once they get outside, the candy lies on the ground between them. It's a piece of chocolate, wrapped in gold foil and stamped with a crown. They both fall in it, squabbling. Chocolate with a Cordonian Ruby nougat center is Sophy's favorite. 

"Look!" Jack points. "There's another one!" 

It's like a game. They fill their pockets with the little candies, grinning at each other, each trying to get more than the other. The candies lead to a dark path, down a twisting maze of tall hedges. Sophy pauses at the edge, unsure, but Jack breezes past her, shouting:

"Look, Sophy! A lollipop!" He holds it up in his hands triumphantly, it's a rainbow swirl bigger than his head. "And there's a unicorn horn for you!" 

Pushing back her trepidation, Sophy follows him. It is very dark here, beyond the lights, and the blackness seems alive. "Jack..."

"Well, well, well. Who have we here? Well met, Master Jackson Nevrakis." 

Sophy cannot breathe. Jack turns around in confusion. He has a smear of chocolate around his mouth. He doesn't look scared, so why does Sophy feel so funny? She turns, too. There is a whiff of something sickly and sweet. 

A beautiful lady stands before them in a golden gown, pale hair glittering with diamond combs. "You must be Sophy Beaumont," she says with a soft chuckle that makes all the hairs on Sophy's arms rise on edge. 

Run, Jack! But she never gets the words out. Something sweet smelling is pressed on her nose and mouth, and beside her she hears Jack's body hit the grass with a soft whumpf.

Chapter 7  [The Husband]

"Maxwell!" Olivia snaps her fingers in front of his face. "Are you listening?" Her gaze follows his. The king and Lilly have waltzed out of the ballroom and the open doors to the balcony. Olivia's lips twist into a grimace. "We may as well wait. He likes to take his time, he's quite the generous lover." 

Maxwell feels like he's been stabbed all over, like he is bleeding out. His vision flickers, everything going dark except Olivia's face. He feels for a chair, collapsing into it. 

My Little Bird with throat so red, sings sorrow, sorrow, sorrow. He's singing for his love who's dead, sing sorrow, sorrow, sorrow. (1)

Maxwell jumped when he heard the lullaby. Lilly stood near the cradle, rocking baby Sophy in her arms. He was overcome with emotion, and he pressed his fist in his mouth, not daring to interrupt the moment. For before this, Lilly's interest in the baby had been nil, and Maxwell was the one who rocked Sophy to sleep every night, her sweet, milk-drunk face making him fall more and more in love with her. She had a nursemaid, of course, a sweet girl from the village, but to see Lilly with their daughter in his arms broke his heart. 

The doctor had told him Lilly would come around, that it was a thing called postpartum depression, and soon she would love Sophy just as much as he. Plenty of rest, the doctor ordered. And perhaps, her own mother...? 

But who is Lilly's mother? She would never speak of her life before Cordonia. All she would say, when pressed, was that That was a long time ago. I don't want to talk about it. 

He pressed his forehead against the doorframe and listened, for now she had begun to speak in a soothing voice. It is like the fairytales his own mother would tell him as a child, about brave Kenna, fighting for her kingdom against the evil Luther, and Valentina, the fierce and lovely female mercenary who fought by her side. As Maxwell listened, a chill crept into his veins. Though Sophy was not yet at the age of understanding, he still did not want her to hear this. 

Once upon a time, there was a little girl with hair like crow's feathers and golden eyes like the moon. The old king died when she was still in her cradle, and her mother stole her from the palace in the dark of night, the blood of the regent on her hands. They wandered for many moons, over hill and dale, until they heard a little bird singing in a lonely cove. There, they found a little cottage in the mangroves. And there they stayed, and they were happy. But when the little girl turned fourteen, the queen ate poison and died...

Lilly. He'd opened the door, and stood there. She'd turned to him, a sudden darkness in her eyes. Her arms tightened around Sophy, who let out a shriek of pain. Maxwell grabbed Sophy from her arms, cuddling her to his chest until she quieted. Lilly's eyes in the low light were unfathomable. 

That night, she had wanted him to hurt her in bed. Hold me down, she said savagely. Fuck me like your whore. Don't think I haven't noticed the way she looks at you. Well, she can't have you. Fuck me hard, Max, or I'll go find Bertrand. I've seen the way he looks at me when he drinks. 

To his shame, he hadn't been able to perform. I can't hurt you, Lilly! he'd protested, and she'd thrown her drink at him, screaming that she wanted a real man, someone who would fuck her like she deserved, someone who knew how to make her come. After that, she was gone for three weeks, and when she returned she was satiated and satisfied with herself, like a cat in heat that has been let out to roam. Faded yellow and green love bites had peppered her neck and breasts, and her look had dared him to do violence, to make her his in a sick way, but he was never that sort of man, the kind she needed, the one she wanted. 

Someone shoves a glass into his hand, and he drinks, not caring what it is, until the room swims back into focus. "Lilly..." 

"That's right. Your precious Lilly." Olivia's voice is fierce, yet she is trembling, and there is such a vulnerability in her eyes that Maxwell cannot look at her, it mirrors his own pain too deeply. "Spreading her thighs for the king, taking my place. You know I loved him once," she continues, staring off into the distance. "But I loved Drake more. Everything was taken from me, Maxwell. Love... dignity... But for Jack, I would quit this accursed island." Bitterly, she sets her glass down. Tears run freely from her eyes. "Why didn't you send her away, once you knew what she was?"

But Maxwell is striding away, oblivious to Bertrand's hiss of disapproval, and when he exits the ballroom into the gardens he breaks into a run, his feet taking him down the paths he remembers running through as a child, before Lilly, before Liam was king, tears blinding his eyes. "Lilly!" Maxwell howls. "Lilly, Lilly!" 

The King passes him in the moonlight and sees his tears, but says nothing. Liam is like a man possessed, on his face is every betrayal scarred across Maxwell's heart for all eternity. Something familiar is in his face, so familiar, so dear, that Maxwell has looked at every day for the past seven years and denied -- not wanting to recognize the truth. The pain doubles him over. 

Past him rushes Lilly, calling for the king. She has greenery in her hair, her skirts are rumpled. She does not know Maxwell, she does not care. The darkness opens up and Maxwell grabs her by the waist, throwing her down in the soft grass. Lilly stares up at him in surprise, and then fear. He doesn't know what he wants to do, only that he wants her to know that she is his wife, his Lilly, his and only his, the desire to hurt her like a black serpent twisting under his skin, where it has lain for seven years in bitter solitude. 

That is when he hears it, the panicked shouts that makes his blood run cold, and the fear crystallize in his veins. 

"Sophy! Sophy, where are you?!"

this rhyme is from the fairy tale, Jorinda and Joringel

[endlessflame]

Heat of the Moment (Diavolos x Sei, NSFW)

Summary: After arguing with Dom, Sei has an encounter with Diavolos.

Author’s note: This is for Diavolos Appreciation Day.  Although I don’t see these two together long-term, since they both like it rough, I thought they would be sexually compatible. This is a follow-up to The Torch Still Burns.

Tagging @diavolosappreciationpage @ladynevrakis @enmchoices

Sei quickly exited Stormholt Castle. She had to get away from Dom. Kenna was happily married to Raydan and was expecting a baby, and yet Dom was still in love with her. She felt the fire burning inside her. Was she just a substitute for Kenna? She stretched out her hand and formed a small fireball, then hurled it across the grounds. Before it could do any damage, she called the fire back to her. As angry as she was, she still didn't want to burn Stormholt. She just needed to vent. She kept repeating the cycle, throwing flames and pulling them back. Just as she was about to hurl another fireball, she heard a voice behind her.

"What the hells are you doing?"

She turned around and came face to face with Diavolos. "What does it look like?"

"Like you're throwing flames across Stormholt." Diavolos scanned the surroundings. "I don't see an enemy out here, so how about you simmer down?"

Sei glared at him. "What are you even doing out here, anyway?"

"I needed some air. Rowan keeps giving me the evil eye. She doesn't trust me because I'm a Nevrakis. She doesn't realize that I'm not like my uncle or my father." He paused, then changed the subject. "And what's got you all fired up?"

Sei wondered if she should say anything. She wasn't used to sharing her feelings with others. But she was still furious, and as long as Diavolos was outside with her, she couldn't throw fireballs. Well, she probably could, but he might try to stop her, and she didn't need any more aggravation.

"Dom," she finally admitted. "He's still in love with Kenna. She's got this hold over him." Looking at Diavolos, she got a funny feeling. "Oh no, not you too! Were you two together?"

Diavolos shook his head. "Not really. We kissed once. I hoped something more might come of it, but then Raydan came back and they got married."

"So she rejected you too. I guess you can see his point of view," Sei snarled. Why did I even bother sharing my feelings with someone who feels like he does? she wondered.

She stepped closer to Diavolos, grabbed his arms, and stared at him, eyes blazing with anger. He looked down at her, meeting her gaze directly. As their eyes locked, she drew nearer. Being in such close proximity to him, she couldn't deny that he was attractive. She pulled him to her and kissed him.

They broke apart and looked into each other's eyes again. Diavolos reached behind her and grabbed her hair, pulling it back. He kissed her deeply, and Sei felt fire course through her. She hurriedly began tugging off his shirt. As soon as it was off, he pushed her to the ground. He yanked off her clothing, then hovered over her, lowered his head, and kissed her roughly.

Sei reached up, running her hands across his muscular chest, then downward until she reached his waist. She slid his pants off and tossed them aside. She let out a gasp as his impressive endowment was revealed.

Diavolos grinned.  "Surprised?"

She had never speculated about his size, but now the thought loomed large. She wondered how he would feel inside her. When she reached out and touched him, she could feel that he was hard as a rock.

He lowered his head, and he nibbled on her neck. He worked his way down to her chest, sucking hard on her breast as one finger slipped inside her and another rubbed her clit.

"Take me," she ordered, her eyes meeting his.

As he held her down and plunged into her, she gave a loud cry. Their bodies moved against each other at a speed that matched the pounding of her heart. She dug her fingernails into his back, clutching at him as he brought her closer to the edge, until her passion finally exploded. He moaned, and with one last thrust, he spilled himself into her.

For a moment they lay there, catching their breath, and then he rolled off her. They lay on the ground, looking at the stars in the night sky.

Finally they put their clothes back on, and Diavolos turned to Sei. "We should probably get back inside."

Sei nodded, and they began walking towards the castle. She felt calmer, and better able to face what came next.