#Leviathan X OC

[lifelongfan]

Boom Shakalaka Yess Gawd 💥🔥💯💪

Idk what I did wrong on Leviathan's arm on the second picture but oh yeah, ignore it 🙏

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Levi and Mira spot a wild raccoon!!

if you couldn't notice, I am terrible at digital art! I prefer traditional art much more ^^

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A Shy Human (Obey Me!) fic

content: Magdeline is too shy to really be social. So she hides. With Leviathan. Established relationships, romance, fluff, snuggles.

Leviathan wasn't surprised when dinner turned into a loud fiasco. With Mammon and Satan getting into a shouting match right at the table. Asmodeus and Belphegor joining in as Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose. But their pact human was too busy cowering in her seat to say anything. Something Beelzebub noticed to lean over and whisper to Leviathan. "Take her to your room for us. Magdeline shouldn't be scared while trying to eat."

Leviathan nodded for him to reach over and take Magdeline's plate off the table. Soon poking her with his tail for her to squeak and jump in her seat. Those soft green eyes looking up to him for him to smile at her. "Come on. Let's ninja sneak out of here and anime binge." Magdeline nodded to scurry out of her chair and out of the dining room at surprising speed. Which Leviathan sighed over to collect her drink with his tail.

The two of them were soon sitting in his room for Magdeline to be watching his fish in their tanks. Leviathan setting her food and drink down on the floor for him to sit and wait for her to join him. Which she did to timidly scoot over to him and pick her plate back up. So Leviathan sighed in relief to turn on the TV. Putting on the cooking anime they were enjoying to lean back and force himself to relax. They got through two episodes of anime before Magdeline spoke. Her words soft and wavering as she looked to her feet. "Thank you Lev."

Leviathan turned his gaze to Magdeline to see that she was crying. So he paused the anime to give her his undivided attention. "Mags? Hey. Why are you crying, Mags? Are you still upset over those dumb normies? it's okay. They weren't yelling at you or mad with you. So it's okay." Magdeline gave a hiccup to keep crying big crocodile tears. Her hands rubbing at her cheeks to sob and sniffle as Leviathan watched. "It always scares me... Having so many people talking at once... It's so hard to listen to everyone at the same time... But having so many people yelling around me... It's so terrifying..." Leviathan felt his heart crack for him to scoot as close as possible and wrap an arm around Magdeline. Soon resting her head to his chest for him to pat her back. Letting her close to cry it all out as he sighed. "They scare me sometimes, too."

A few minutes passed as Magdeline wailed and sobbed into Leviathan's front. So the Avatar of Envy scooped her up and set her in his lap. Blushing as he did so to focus on comforting his beloved pact human. His tail wiping at her tears as he rubbed her back and spoke soft words. "It's okay, Mags. Go ahead and cry. You are safe here with me. Nobody can come in here and yell at you. Or else I'll wash them out into the hall." Magdeline gave a snort at that to then hiccup a few more times. Another hiccup having Leviathan look for his spare water bottle. Fetching it from his bathtub with his tail to then open it. "Here. Drink up. Before you hiccup so hard you get sick to your stomach again."

Magdeline sipped at the water to have a red nose as well as red eyes. So Leviathan brought a hand up to use his sleeve to wipe at her face. His sole focus on comforting Magdeline. So it's a real shock when the shy mouse of a human looks up to his face to smile at him. "You're so sweet, Lev. Like that charming prince who saved the run away slave girl in that webcomic you linked to me. Out of everyone in the Devildom, you are the one I trust completely." Leviathan felt his whole face and neck burn over with a deep blush. His squeak soon followed by words that rambled out of his mouth. "What?! You- I- Do you really- I cannot believe you just said that! Seriously?!" Magdeline nodded to sip at the water bottle again. While Leviathan felt his whole body heat up as his heart started to hammer in his chest. A few meeps escaping the poor demon to then have him shake his head. Raising a hand to cover his mouth as he internally kicks himself to say something coherent. "I feel the same way... You aren't like those loser normies we have to live with. You are gentle and shy. You are super kind and tend to be patient with all of us. Even when we don't deserve it. You even face your fears to go to RAD and help with events. Honestly, you are more of a perfect idol to me than Ruri-chan..."

Magdeline looks stunned as Leviathan turns his gaze away as he gulps to collect himself. But soon Magdeline sets the water bottle down to lean in and give Leviathan a hug. Which has him meep even louder as she gives a warm giggle against his chest. "Lev. Try to keep breathing. Or you'll pass out." So leviathan nodded to start taking deep breaths with his eyes closed. Both his hands soon reaching up to hold Magdeline to his front as his tail went crazy behind him. Yet he can't seem to care about appearances as Magdeline snuggles all the closer to him. Warm words of pure love drifting from the shy mouse of a human. "I could sit here forever. Just listening to your heart beating with mine. I love you, Leviathan." Leviathan felt his entire being spark and melt for his brain to short circuit. Yet Leviathan chose to keep taking deep breaths as his heart careened about in his ribs. But soon a kind of peace settled in for Leviathan to sigh. His words washing into Magdeline's hair as he confessed. "Magdeline Ovanie Currier. I am in love with you. So if you want to stay with me forever like you said, I will say I want the exact same thing."

Magdeline gave a soft squeak for her to look up at Leviathan. The both of them blushing as red as the roses sheen. Yet Leviathan got that happy smile to then lean in and give Magdeline a tender kiss. Which she accepted to kiss him back. The anime on the TV completely forgotten as the two kissed and snuggled.

[darkparablesfan]

The Devil's Gift

Another fanfiction of mine- This one is for another fandom I'm into- Obey Me!

It is fair to say that Levi was a bit over-stimulated by the buzzing activity surrounding the Christmas market in the human world. His aquarium room would have been better than being around normies. Especially around human normies. Despite that, he couldn't say no to his boyfriend. At every convention and special event he wanted to attend, he was always there to support him and he felt awful that he never got the chance to go on the program that Ritsu wanted to go to. Surely one day among human beings couldn't cause any problems, could it?

While Leviathan was walking through the crowd, attempting to avoid any eye contact with anyone else, he was cursing himself in his mind until he saw two silhouettes that looked familiar to him. 

“ Beel? Risa?” 

The two of them turned toward Levi.

“ Ah! Levi-kun!” Risa happily greeted Leviathan with a bright smile. Beel just hummed and nodded with his usual emotionless expression. Also his mouth was full of a crepe hanging out of it. 

“ Really Beel, even here you cannot control your hunger?” Leviathan sighed with annoyance in his voice. His brother swallowed the bite he was chewing on.

“ Can’t help it. They are really tasty.” 

“ But they are super expensive! If Lucifer learns you spend so much money on food again-” 

“ Don’t worry! I came prepared! “ Risa turns around showing off a cute backpack that seems to burst at any moment. “ I made some food back at home so we don’t spend too much money on food." Levi thought sometimes Risa was more of a personal chef for Beel rather than his girlfriend. 

“ Don’t you think you spoil him too much Risa?” 

“ Says the one who is spoiled by my brother all the time. And rather enjoy it.” 

Levi’s face felt like going up in flames. 

“ Hey! It’s him who gets those things for me! I never asked for them!” 

“ Riiiight…” Risa’s “ I don’t think so” face just flustered the poor demon further.

“ Cut it out!” 

“ Sorry, sorry.” The girl chuckled a bit before turning toward her boyfriend. “ Hey Beel, how are you? Huh? Beel?” 

The two of them looked around to see that the tall demon wasn’t there anymore.

“ As much of a giant he is, he is surprisingly stealthy.” Levi said as he looked around for his brother. Until they saw him approaching them with a bit of terrifying speed. Beel suddenly stopped in front of Risa, holding something small in his hands (but to be honest, what doesn’t look small in his hands?). 

“ Risa! Look what I got! “ He seemed really excited based on the tone of his voice. Levi and Risa looked at it. The girl let out a happy gasp.

“ You found one! “ It was a small music box that had a special key, a medallion of a necklace.” Oh Beel…”

“ I remember you said as a kid you wanted a music box like this and when I noticed it I just knew I had to buy it.” 

Risa quickly wrapped her arms around her boyfriend’s neck who returned the hug with one arm and stood up this way lifting her up from the ground.

“ Thank you! I love you so much, Beel!” 

“I love you too honey.”

“ Ugh- Gonna be sick.” Levi obviously was never a big fan of PDA. Sadly fate had it differently for him. 

“ Leviiii!” A cheerful male voice standing out from the crowd’s many voices followed by quick steps made Leviathan freeze for a second. Suddenly from behind another body slammed against his, two long arms wrapping around him. “ Found you!” 

“ Hey Ritsu.” Beel greeted the other exchange student before he went back to munching some new desserts. 

“ Oh hey you two! On a date as well?” The young man asked

“ Of course! It was easy to get Beel to come to the human realm with all the food I mentioned.” 

“ Why I am not surprised?" Ritsu just rolled his eyes” Anyway- Me and Levi have to go now- Take care, you two!” 

“ Huh? What are you-"

But before poor Levi could say anything else he was dragged away from the market leaving the other two behind, disappearing into the crowd around them. 

After a few minutes of walking they finally stopped. Ritsu let go of his boyfriend’s hand.

“ Okay, this should be good.”

“ Wha-Where- Why did you drag me here huh?!” Leviathan was gasping for air for a few seconds before looking at Ritsu with a red face - from the cold air and also from the anger that was boiling in his blood. 

“ Sorry babe, I just knew I had to get you out of there.” His hands now were behind his back as he turned towards him. 

“ What are you hiding?” Levi leaned to the side to see what his boyfriend was holding. 

“ Ah-Ah-Ah! No peeking!” Ritsu stepped a bit away from him with a sly smile on his face.” Close your eyes.” 

“ Ritsu-”

“ Pretty please?”

“...Fine.” Levi shut his eyes, his body tensed up and waited. His stomach felt like it was being tied into a knot as he could sense Ritsu walking close to him.

“ Okay. You can open them now.”

Levi slowly opened one of his eyes but quickly opened the other in awe as he saw what Ritsu was holding. 

“ I-Is that- a Ruri-chan plushie?!” 

“ Yepp- I made myself!” 

Levi quickly grabbed it out of the other men’s hands and began to nuzzle his face into it.

“ This is amazing!” He suddenly stopped and looked at Ritsu with a sort of guilty look. " Why are you so nice to me? I’m just a yucky otaku…”

“ Uh- Because you are my boyfriend? The best ever boyfriend in all of the three realms?” 

Levi’s face started to get even more red and his eyes were teary.

“ Oh cut it-” 

“ Nope.” He let out a chuckle. “ Hey, gently push it like this and then-”

“ Levi-kun is the best! ” Suddenly the doll spoke with Ruri-chan's voice.

“ Wait, is that her voice? “He pushed the doll.

“ Thank you for being my number 1 fan Levi-kun!” 

He was about to explode right here and there. Ritsu just laughed at the scene however.

“ I met the voice actress and asked for a few favors.” 

"Please tell me you didn’t blackmail anyone this time.”

“ Pff- Me? Oh my sweet sea serpent, would I ever?” 

“ Yes.”

“ Okay fine, but I promise I didn’t do such a thing. THIS time.” 

Levi just sigh defeatedly while Ritsu chuckled again but then his expression changed into a more serious one, more like he felt awkward now. He took a deep breath before he began to speak again.

“ Levi. I have one more gift for you.”

“ Huh?”

Ritsu looked down in front of him, taking another breath and looked seriously into Levi’s eyes who yelped a bit at this. 

“ Levi…I know I can be a bit too much for your taste. And I'm sorry for that. But I just cannot help but be proud and shout to the world how amazing you are. I found your dedication and your passion so contagious. Seeing how you enjoy what you do...of being yourself. I envy you for it. I’m still not sure who I am. I was used to playing this facade for so long I don’t know if it was really me anymore. So when you agreed to be my boyfriend back then I felt like the luckiest man ever. And thank you for accepting me for who I am."

“ Ritsu…”

“ So. I know I can come across as pushy and fast but there are things, feelings I cannot control and I have to say them so-” And with that he went down on one knee in front of Levi, taking out a small box and opening it. Inside was a silver ring with a coral gemstone on it. “ I know you call me your Player 2 a lot of times so…Leviathan, will you be my Player 1 forever?” 

Levi was on the brink of falling unconscious. His head felt heavy, his vision got blurry and his heart raced in his ribcage.

“ Wha- What are you doing? This is not funny- This is some awful normie prank!” 

“ This is not a joke Levi!” Ritsu’s expression didn’t change that much but his determination was obvious. Levi still couldn’t wrap his mind around it. 

“ Why- Why are you like this-” Levi continued through his sobbing “ Why are you so nice? I’m just a good for nothing shut in. Why do you want ME of all people as your partner?” 

“ Because I feel safe around you. I don’t have to pretend around you. You like me for who I am. That’s all I ever asked for a partner. Someone who accepts me and I would accept them with everything they come with, the good and the bad. And also because…I love you Levi.”

Levi’s tears wouldn’t stop. They covered his red face more and more, irritating his skin even more. Ritsu stood up and cupped Levi’s face into his hands pulling him closer so their foreheads would touch. He didn’t say anything else, just let Levi process all that had happened. 

When he finally calmed down enough to speak Levi looked up into Ritsu’s eyes. Vast blue and deep like the ocean. Ritsu looked back into his eyes. For him, Levi's eyes were like the twilight sky. 

“ You…You read too much of those crappy romance mangas.”

“ Heh. But they seem to do the trick, don't they? “

Levi whined before looking away pouting.

“ Well, are you gonna put that ring on or do I have to?”

“ Wait- You mean?”

“ Y-Yeah…I love you too.”

Ritsu’s eyes also got teary from this. He wiped some of his own tears before putting the ring on Levi’s finger. 

“ Thank you Levi. Thank you so much. I love you.” 

“Okay okay, just stop it…” He leaned against his chest burying his face in his jacket. “... Stupid Player 2” 

“ Thank you my sweet sea serpent. Happy Devil Day.”

[sharingoreozwithbeelfox]

Okay what if Henry 2.0 is a siren/merperson cursed to be a goldfish

What happens when the curse is broken kjhgkjdhkf

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lil update cause you deserve to know how it's been looking so far

(it's taking me forever cuz i forgot how to render,, sigh...)

maybe that nerd wasn't so bad after all...

wip time :3

finally managed to make Levi look cute rrraaahhh

still need to fix big part of the sketch but i wanted to share what i started working on :3

meet (again) my mc/persona/oc Leon :3

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Many Kisses~ (PolyAU! Obey me!)

Note: I got no excuse for the last one, the demons just love their human too much <3 (And MC is just loving life)

[kpop-otome-yandere-here]

Mammon: Can I have a bite of your food?

Mc: Absolutely not!

Levi: Wow. Some great couple. She won’t even share her food.

Mc: It has avocado on it. He's allergic to avocado. Are you so jealous of our relationship that you want Mammon to die?

Levi:

Levi, murmuring: Yes.

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Null's WIP Writing Thingies 2:

○ Levi's in Another World?! ○

Leviathan, not really romance but definitely the makings of possibly something, ~CROSSOVER~ with my Destiny 2 characters

"Ugh…" Leviathan groaned as he sat up, rubbing his aching head. "Where.." He glanced around. 

All he saw was crumbling buildings all over, covered to the brim with overgrowth and nature.. like some kind of abandoned city.

Other than the soft whoosh of a breeze through the few trees, there was complete silence. It's as if not a soul besides he resided in this plane. 

The purple haired demon lifted himself to his feet, glancing down at his now torn up clothing and his headphones, snapped in two.

"Oh no..!" He cried. 

But then came the question.

Where is he?

Sighing softly, Leviathan began to walk in the direction of a taller building, hoping to come across something. Anything. 

He glanced down as falling leaves, rubble and gravel crunched beneath his feet, glancing up at some bugs crawling along a random piece of concrete. 

Levi stopped, hearing more crunching sounds than his feet would be making. 

Narrowing his eyes, Levi turned his head as he surveyed the area around him. 

The shuffling of a bush caused him to whip around. 

This was probably bad… 

Something rose from the bush.. a creature covered in some sort of black and white fire. The creature twitched and groaned as if it was in pain. Then, it lunged at Levi. 

He dodged pretty easily, but the shock of the creature dampened his ability some. The creature croaked, tackling Levi to the ground.

He yelled, trying to keep the thing off of him as it tried to scratch at him and tear his face off. 

The creature cried and yelled as it pushed as if desperate to completely destroy whatever was under it, indiscriminate of what that was as long as it moved like a living creature. 

Levi closed his eyes, trying to block out the creature's crying and groaning.

It worked.

Or.. did it stop?

As the demon opened his eyes, he tensed at the sight of a knife stuck through the creature's chest, as it stood there completely still and silent. 

Then, a leg kicked it off. 

Before Levi stood a tall male figure clad in white and gold armor, a long white cloak resting on his shoulders, a handgun in his left, and a knife in his right. 

On his face was a helmet that resembled a bird's face and beak, with glowing orange eyes.. Levi couldn't see the man's eyes, period. 

As the man kneeled down, he tugged the knife out of the creature's body, letting out a small 'ugh' as he wiped off the black substance on the blade.

He turned, looking at Levi. 

".. So, what's a human doing outside of the City?" 

".. huh..?" 

Human? 

Oh, it makes sense nobody would realize.. but still..

"What city?" Levi asked, starting to pull himself up off the ground.

The man tilted his head. "What do you mean what city..?" He sighed. "Did that taken hit you too hard?" 

"Taken..?" Levi blinked, glancing down at the dead thing. 

Is he in a video game right now..? Is that what this is? But then, Levi didn't remember anything about starting a game, let alone one like this. 

He glanced at the cloaked man again. "So uh.. what's with the getup?"

The man's head went down before going back up. "Armor. For protection.. speaking of, come with me. We should get you back to the-"

"Wait." Levi said. "Go back for a second.. did you call me human?"

The man nodded.

"Why do you talk like you're not one?"

Another demon..?

"You really must have some kind of concussion.. no wonder a lightless human is wandering around outside the walls with nothing to protect themselves." 

"Lightless..? I seriously don't get what's going on."

The man turned as he slipped his handgun into it's holster on his hip. "Just come with me. It'll be easier to discuss this in the city."

"And how do I know you're trustworthy..?"

The man let out an audible sigh, pausing for a moment. 

".. My name is Tex, I'm a guardian.. though evidently you don't know what that means. I will explain but we have to get out of here." He turned to his left. "Now." 

Before Leviathan could respond, his wrist was grabbed and with an almost inhuman speed the man ran with Levi in tow as a group of humanoid figures with insect-like faces began to run after them. 

"What are those..?!" Levi exclaimed. 

"Fallen. They heard noise and those fuckers are looking for a fight. Best to ignore them and keep going!" 

Levi ran as fast as his legs could carry him, trying to keep up with the guy gripping him by the wrist so he didn’t completely fall over and end up being dragged.

“Waaait-!” Levi cried. “Please slow- down-” He huffed out, trying to catch his breath a little as he ran.

Tex didn’t stop, instead seeming to speed up more. “Okay, I suggest grabbing onto me!” He yelled out.

Levi glanced ahead, trying to stop only to be dragged along. “That’s a- are you crazy?!” 

“Yes, but that’s not the point. Hold on to me!”

“Are you trying to kill us?!”

Tex groaned and slid, flipping around to grab Levi bridal style. “Hold on.” The armored man said as he kicked himself off of the edge of a very steep cliff.

Levi let out a scream as he closed his eyes shut, grabbing onto the armored man’s neck tightly. 

How did Levi go from being comfortable in his own bed to an attempted murder by some crazy guy in armor..? 

With a gasp, Levi’s eyes popped open as he felt a bounce, looking down to see they were still in the air..?

But, all of a sudden, the momentum they’d built up had all but disappeared, and Tex landed on the ground without so much as a whine. 

He looked up, letting out a relieved sigh. “Okay… we’re safe.. For now.” 

Levi stared at the man and scrambled out of his arms, brushing himself off. He started to hyperventilate a little and tried to calm down his breathing as he gripped his arms.

“What.. the hell.. Was that..??” Levi asked. “How.. are we not..”

Tex’s head turned to Levi. “I’ll explain later. I wanna get us back to the city first.” 

Levi lifted his head, staring at Tex with a fire behind his eyes. “Tell me what just happened. Right now.”

With a sigh, Tex crossed his arms. “It seriously is not safe. At the very least get on my ship. Then we can talk.”

“Ship?”

“Yes, ship.”

“We’re nowhere near water..”

Tex snapped his fingers. 

Within seconds, a large black and silver ship appeared from the sky, coming low enough for the two to board. It looked about big enough for two people. 

“Hop on.” 

With narrowed eyes, Levi sighed.

If this was his only way of getting information…

Setting into one of the two seats, Levi stared at the console, raising a brow. 

“.. uh.. Tex, was it?” 

“Yea?” The man said as he settled into another seat, tugging off his cloak hood. 

“Where are the controls..?”

“Oh, funny thing. This ship is paracausal. Which means it doesn’t follow the laws of physics.”

Levi blinked. “... what?”

Tex laughed. “Basically this thing runs on pure.. Thought I guess. The lady who works on most of the ships, Amanda, finds this thing confusing as hell. It’s kinda funny. I found it by accident almost. Well, sorta…” He shrugged. “Anyways.”

The ship started up. “To the last city.” Tex said with a smile.

Within seconds the ship lifted and was on its way.

“Should arrive in about.. Five minutes? We’re kinda far out to be honest.” Tex said as he finally pulled off the helmet wrapped around his head.

To Levi’s surprise, he saw a young looking man with navy blue medium length hair tied back into a ponytail. That wasn’t the weird bit.

His eyes were a silvery white, giving off a glow. And then there was his skin… His skin was a pale blue color. 

Looking to Levi, Tex leaned back in his seat. “So, uh.. How’d you end up in the middle of a pre-collapse city?”

Levi shrugged. “I’ll be honest I don’t… wait. What do you mean collapse?” 

“The collapse. Everyone knows this, it’s history.”

“.. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Tex raised a brow. “So.. you don’t know anything about guardians, or the collapse.. Lemme guess, you’ve no idea what the Traveler is either..”

“Not a clue.”

Tex sat there, his face totally still. “.. you.. You don’t..”

Levi shuffled, looking away with a frown. ".. am I supposed to?"

Tex looked out the front window of the ship. ".. I guess I'm just not used to finding someone who has no idea of anything. The closest I've gotten was that giant exo head.." His voice trailed off.

Of course Levi knew why he was confused. This was all not right in the slightest and he was away from his home. Yet, he still felt somewhat guilty for not understanding anything. 

".. you could.. explain it to-"

"Are you from the golden age? No, you'd know of the Traveler if you did.. before the golden age. You gotta be." 

"I really.. don't know.." Levi rubbed his arm, slouching into his seat with a frown.

Tex let out a small hmm. 

"Well, I guess I should catch you up to speed.. well, you can read about the past later. Basically there’s the Traveler.. It's kind of like a god I guess. Big ball in the sky, you’ll see it soon. It goes all around the universe choosing planets to bring prosperity to." He leaned back some. "But, shit happens, and the darkness is the mortal enemy and catches up with it and the collapse happens. But the Traveler sticks with Earth and creates Guardians to help protect the planet and humanity from all the shit that came for us and.. oh!" 

Tex lifted his hand and coming from a small bag in the corner of the ship, a little ball with a white 3d star shaped shell appeared.

"This," Tex said, as the floating object moved to rest in his hand. "Is a ghost." He grinned. "Ghosts are what keep guardians connected to the light. They find dead humans and choose them to fight for the traveler and give them the light. The light gives us special abilities and we are super soldiers basically." 

A blue eye looking thing moved around in the shell, taking a good look at Levi.

Levi tilted his head. "So you're a super human?"

"Well.." Tex tilted his head. "Sorta. I'm just not.. Entirely human. Anymore. I'm what we call an Awoken. I don't know the full story of the people but during the collapse, a bunch of humans hopped in a ship to escape Earth and the destruction. They got trapped in some kind of.. pocket universe I think? And came out as Awoken. I have to do more reading but it hasn't been a serious focus for me to figure all that out." 

"I mean, if it's your history shouldn't you know it?" Levi asked. 

".. that's the other thing. Guardians have no memories of their past lives." He said, sighing. "I have no idea who I was. All I know is I had a small notebook. Most of it was illegible, but I read a name. That's how I got mine." He stared out the window. "My ghost here is Katya. She doesn't talk much to strangers.." Tex said with a small laugh as the ball quietly nestled in the lowered hood of his cloak. Despite the limited expression a small ball with one eye could give, Levi felt a wave of suspicion coming from it… her. 

Levi shuffled, looking away. “Huh.. that’s, uhm.. A lot.” 

Tex laughed nervously. “Well, when you’re someone who… for whatever reason doesn’t know all this, yea I guess.” 

He glanced up, watching as a large wall came into view. 

“There it is. The Last City. It’s our stronghold, where humanity lives and thrives.” 

“What’s all that.. Purple stuff blanketing it? And.. speaking of, why is it so much darker here?”

A sigh left the man’s lips. “... long story.” 

Pulling into an area full of ships and people running around, Tex jumped off the ship and landed next to a blonde woman with a wrench and some grease on her face. 

“Welcome back. Patrol go fine?” She asked, standing up from the ship part she’d been tinkering with. She had a somewhat southern style accent.

“Kinda. I brought something back.”

“You what?”

Levi slowly climbed out. The echo of his feet hitting the metal floor almost made him jump, and he glanced up to see the large area. 

“Whoa..”

Tex, with a smile, wrapped an arm around Levi’s shoulder, holding his other arm out to show off the area. 

“Welcome to the hangar… uh..” He stopped.

“Levi.” The demon said, laughing softly.

“Levi! Okay, cool, so..” The man glanced around, fidgeting a bit as he put a hand to his chin. “Mmm.. where should we go first..”

“Probably to the commander. I think he’d like to know about a human wandering outside the city.” 

Tex put a hand on his hip. “.. you’re right. Okay, come on!” He said, grabbing Levi’s hand.

“Whoa- not again..!” Levi cried as he was dragged off.

The woman sighed with a hand on her hips. “Awfully friendly to the random guy ain’t he..” She looked down. “Strange-lookin, too.”

Tex dragged Levi up two flights of stairs, quite a lot for his otaku stamina to handle, and finally they came up to a more open area.

To Levi’s left, a robot and another woman with skin like Tex’s sat at neighboring counters. To his right, a man in a long robe next to some kind of…. Device. 

Before him, Levi could see the balcony leading down where he caught a glimpse of the city. And when he looked up…

A large ball, big enough to be some kind of planet, floated over, and it’s shadow almost seemed to encompass the entire city. However, Levi had a feeling that the thing's shadow isn’t what made it so dark. 

Tex stopped halfway down one of the walkways, turning to Levi. “uh.. Maybe stand here for a second. I don’t know if the commander would feel safe with you right up by him.”

“Why?”

“.. He’s iffy? No, not the word. He’s a great commander, cautious.. Which is a good thing.” He laughed, glancing down. “Just- Just stand here for a sec.”

Tex walked down the path, approaching a tall man with large shoulders.. Or, at least, his armor made them look quite large. As the man turned Levi could see the man’s appearance somewhat resembled Tex’s. Same blue skin and slightly glowing eyes, so he must be.. What was it..? An Awoken.

The two conversed for a minute, Tex seeming a bit on the nervous side judging by his constant shuffling and secretly playing around with the edge of his cape. He glanced Levi's way, and the broad shouldered man looked over. His eyes were narrow, his face stone cold as he looked back to Tex.

Levi gulped, looking down with a small sigh. Part of him just hoped he could find his way home.

"Teeex!" A female voice called up. Before Levi could react, a person in robes rushed past, bumping into him.

She turned and gave a quick sorry before running up to Tex, but stopping when she saw the other. 

… her face.. was made of metal. Levi sighed. 

"It can't get any weirder than this, can it..?" He muttered.

Another man with a metal face and glowing red eyes walked up with a hand on his hip. He had similarly broad shouldered armor but with a different style. He shook his head, glancing to Levi. 

".. you new?" He asked. He sounded practically human despite the clearly robotic appearance. 

"Uh.." Levi looked away. 

Finally, Tex and the girl walked back over.

"Well," Tex said with a small laugh. "You've got a uh.. meeting, with Commander Zavala." He said, rubbing his arm. "He's kind of worried you might be.. well, an enemy invading our walls." The man sighed. "Can't really blame him. There's a lot going on.."

The woman put a hand on Tex's shoulder. "This is a bad time, isn't it?"

"Why?"

"The Eliksni camp was attacked."

"Wha..!" Tex's eyes went wide. "What?!"

"Their ether supply. I saw Mithrax and Osiris arguing with Lakshmi.." 

Tex sighed, putting a hand over his eyes.

The taller one walked over, ruffling up Tex's dark hair. "Hey now." He said with a small laugh. "It'll be okay. They're alright, nothing too horribly damaged. Anyways.." The man looked to Levi. 

"Mind introducing us to your new friend?"

Tex nodded, walking over to Levi. "Avon, Poet, this is Levi. I found him wandering the EDZ being attacked by a taken acolyte." 

The taller man, Avon, shook his head in surprise. "What's a human doing outside the city..? Not to mention his fancy purple hair.."

The woman, Poet, bowed her head. "Good to meet you Levi. I'm Poet." 

A small ball with a very wide wooden shell appeared, staring Levi down. "Interesting." It mumbled. 

Poet laughed softly. "Chill Switch. He's fine I'm sure."

Avon shuffled, leaning back on the railing. "Well I guess if the Commander gives you the ok then I'll be okay with you."

Tex laughed softly. "Well.. until further notice I'm off most of my missions. Just to.. make sure he's.. settled. And help him figure out what's going on."

“Damn.. it’s gonna be boring as hell without you out in the Cosmo.” 

“It’s fine. I’m still here when you come back." 

"Mmm." 

Tex turned to Levi, smiling softly. "Ok, we should head down to the Commander's office. He wants to speak with you."

Even on the small elevator ride down, Levi could feel his stomach churning with every inch down.

This Commander no doubt would not trust him, that's for certain. Even if Levi had no understanding of where he was or why, he knew that his presence held a great deal of suspicion. 

After all, in the middle of a place literally called "The Last City," people are bound to be careful.

As Tex led Levi up to a large open doorway, a smaller, less humanoid robot stopped Tex from going in.

Levi glanced back, tugging at the edges of his shirt sleeve. 

"It's alright. I promise. Commander Zavala is a good man. He was one of the first to put down the brick they used to build these walls." 

Levi glanced down. He gulped. Then, he walked in. 

His eyes were drawn to the tall blue skinned man facing away, staring out a window overlooking the city. 

"So," The man said, his voice low and clear. "You're the one who was found wandering outside." 

He turned, looking to Levi with a stern, but not hostile expression. 

"What's your name?"

"L-Levi.. sir." The demon said, staring at the ground. His heart was about ready to explode out of his chest. 

"Levi." The man nodded. "I am Commander Zavala, head of the vanguard and leader of the guardians. As such, I am often in charge of many facets of safety for the city." He walked around the desk, standing tall before Levi. "So naturally, I am very curious as to how you found your way here, and where you are from." 

Levi glanced up, unable to meet Zavala's eyes. 

"I.." He mumbled, taking a breath. "I don't.. know how I ended up here. All I can remember was being alone in my room, playing my games and I must have dozed off. I woke up here, and, well.." Levi gulped. "You probably don't believe me, but I swear it's the truth."

Zavala let out a small hmm as he walked back to the desk. "Tex had mentioned you seem to not understand some of the basic knowledge we have."

"You mean like the uh.. what was it.. guardians?"

".. yes."

"I'll be honest I still don't get it.. so you're like superpowered humans? And you got them from those.. little guys?"

The blue skinned man almost chuckled. "I can't say I fully believe it, but you are very convincing." 

"I'll take it." Levi said with an awkward thumbs up. 

"As I told him already, you are to stay by Tex's side and he will watch over you for the duration of your stay. Don't leave his side." 

"Yes sir." Levi nodded.

"And.." Zavala looked to Levi. "I'd suggest anything you may be hiding should be explained clearly before it becomes a problem. I'm not a violent man nor do I wish to take a drastic measure.. however, if you come to be a threat to the safety of the people, I will not hesitate to take you down myself."

Levi gulped. "I wont. Promise." 

"Then," Zavala said with a small smile. "Welcome to the Last City."

With a long sigh Levi walked out, slumping down onto a bench.

Tex ran back in, kneeling to level with Levi.

"How'd it go?"

"He welcomed me to the city.. and told me if I posed any threat he'd personally take care of it."

Tex smiled. "So things went well!"

".. I guess?" Levi looked away, rubbing his arm nervously. 

Tex smiled, looking around. "Well, I guess let's get you settled. I have a place I usually hang in.. I guess it's my home." 

Levi's stomach rumbled.

".. you know what? Let's go eat first. I know this super great ramen place right around here, it's.." Tex stopped for a moment. "It's a city favorite." He added, though the excitement in his voice was clearly dampened.

Levi wanted to ask, but he couldn't bring himself to. He wasn't sure exactly why, but.. something about Tex's face told him to wait.

With a quick elevator ride back up the two walked off a bit to find a little hole in the wall restaurant, where many of the citizens were bunched up with their bowls of noodles and chicken with a special blend of spices, and whatever choice of extra vegetables they wanted. It was a simple dish, but it clearly held a special place in the city, and with the people.

“They go through so much of the soup base in just one day. That’s how much people like it.” Tex said with a laugh as he walked up to the counter.

“Hey there Tex!” The woman behind the counter said with a grin. “The usual?” 

Tex nodded. “And an extra. Got a new buddy here.”

“Oooh, a new light?”

Tex glanced to Levi for a moment. “Could say that, yea.” 

“I’ll make sure to get those ready for you two then.”

Tex led Levi over to a little table nestled under a floral canopy not too far off from the shop. 

Shuffling in his seat, Levi glanced around as he listened to some gossip from the people while Tex waited for the food.

“Did you see the newest Crucible match last night?”

~ End ~

Author Notes:

okay honestly reading this, I wanted to know more LMFAO

There are definitely several things I'd change here to make things work a little better and to properly characterize my people cus, well, the Titan exo guy is actually a warlock now LMAO

But I do have like another version in my wips that I found that is like short enough I can just easily pick up from it. Instead of Season of the Splicer I think it's supposed to be Season of the Haunted I think? It was definitely set on the moon with Levi encountering a nightmare that is for sure. Regardless, if I do get going with that new one I'm absolutely posting it. I'll have its own tag and maybe go on ao3 idk yet. We will see <3 anyways ty for reading!

[fridgemissionmaster]

What They Do When They Miss You (Full Cast + OCs)

Lucifer

Like how you can't teach an old dog new tricks, he turns to old habits:

It’s rather easy to not think of you, after all his brothers and Diavolo make sure he’s always kept busy… for the most part.

But then the night rolls-in.

The quiet always unnerved him, that’s why he usually had a record playing. You never knew this though. After you arrived and changed his world, his life, he didn’t want it. Your voice was far more soothing than any melody or hymn for an ancient, weary heart.

Not always, but on occasion you’d stay up and keep him company. He didn’t care if you talked or not, if you vented your frustrations about school, or if you sat beside him only your soft breaths being heard as you organized some papers in the endless stack between you two. If he had a record playing it’d simply be annoying noise. Yet now he finds sleep eludes him without it playing. You left a mark he can only try to patch.

And on exhaustive nights where even that doesn’t help, he pulls out the bottle, roughly ripping the quark out with a loud pop or even breaking the glass’ neck by mistake, the sharp sound making him flinch and the embarrassment that a human could have such control over him even without a command, making his cheeks flush without his lips touching the blue liquid yet.

At the dead of night, he sits in your room after spending an hour at the tomb or in Lilith’s room. He’d never admit to talking to thin air, about his grievances at the last student council meeting, or his breath shuttering at the thought he truly didn’t know what you were doing, if you were safe or not, if you were happy or not… surely you weren’t, otherwise this tightening of his throat would be a silly feeling, not if you weren’t feeling it too.

Mammon

His sticky fingers get the better of him:

Oh, look at that, the gem on that necklace is your favorite color. He needs it.

That shirt, isn’t it made of that material you found really comfy? He needs it.

The vase over there, it looks rather valuable, he could buy you the newest fragrance from Majolish, The Great Mammon just knows you’ll love it. He needs it.

Geez, you’re such a clutz leaving your room in such a state. Sure, it may look clean, but he knows his human, and the place is just a mess. You’d like it if he tides it up a bit for ya. Like he’d take that picture of you and him on the nightstand, can’t let his brothers accidentally break it, and the clothes from your closet, can’t let them get musty and eaten by moths as well as your sheets and quilts, AND, and there’s also the knick-knacks on your shelves they… get dusty, surely they wouldn’t under his care. He’ll also just be taking-

And then there he was, strung up to the ceiling, for no reason! Doesn’t anyone realize he’s your First Man for a reason!? He knows you better than anyone, and he knows he’s the only one who can properly take care of your stuff! He needs to keep them in his room so he can make sure nobody else messes with em’!

All your stuff, safe in his room. His room where he can look and sort through them all day, every item reminding him of something, anything.

Surely they wouldn’t notice one of your pens was missing, right!? Only he’d notice such a detail. And once you get back you won’t either! So it’s fine! A little something you used to pour emotion into writing or work. It’s always with him, to fiddle with when his mind wanders, the clicking sound soothing.

…

Nobody would notice if he took another, right? You’d want him to look after it, and maybe some other things while he’s in your room.

Leviathan

He hides in a world only made for you:

You’d like this anime, too bad you can’t watch it in the human world. Nothing to do for it but record it. There’s also this new game, too bad they announced it after you went back to the human world, but you don’t need to worry, he’s already preordered a copy for you. There’s also the tie-in book, three for you and three for him.

There’s a lot you’d like actually. It feels like whenever you’re busy THAT’S when all the stuff you’d want comes out. Why did you have the leave him.

W-with so much to do!

Now he has to make a list of all the games he’s preordered for you. There’s also the reviews of all the anime he watched you may wanna know about. Then he needs to-

Most of his time is spent behind his monitor, writing, and writing, and writing away. He used to text you these reviews, recommendations, ect. but then his brothers, especially Lucifer made such a stink about it, about he’s ‘spamming’ you, or it was an ‘unreasonable hour’ to be messaging you. So now he’ll just have to be taking up all your time on your return, their fault really.

If you’d listen to him at least. They can’t just steal you away the moment you get back, right?

…

He dose have your favorite game. And newer games, sometimes need updates! S-so, so while those are downloading maybe he could play that.

There’s another list for you, one he made of everything he likes about the game, from the graphics, the music, there are also some reminders of things he thinks even you wouldn’t know, things to show you when you get back.

Satan

Well, if one has a problem, it’s only natural to find a solution:

He’s tried mastering teleportation, still vexes him that the skill still eludes him. Mammon made travel between the realms near impossible via that paths without Diavolo, Barbatos, or Lucifer interfering.

There MUST be a way though, something he’s yet to find.

Then he could see you any time and life would be perfect.

So what to do, what to do.

Legends could be the key perhaps. He spent the first several months of your absence pouring over the tomes in his room, you never know, perhaps now that he was looking for a method to the human world specifically he’d notice something he missed before.

Unfortunately there wasn’t much.

No matter, there were still libraries to scour through.

And if that didn’t… well…

He’ll find something, he will. He may need to turn his thinking around, quit RAD to pour his all into this search. There IS something he just knows it. He just needs to hunt that method down and take it for his own.

He will see you, he will find you, you’ll both bathe under the sunlight on earth, watch as it raises and sets, no brothers to bother the pair of you. Perhaps even surprise you, show up with a thousand flowers right outside your door. Maybe sneak off for a midnight tryst when you can’t sleep.

Sure you could summon him, but how could he surprise you then, or find you when you’re busy, or see you when he wants and needs you? He’ll find a way, don’t you worry, just wait for him, please.

Asmodeus

Mirrors and screens can only do so much, but it’s better than nothing:

Even his sighs are beautiful, but what do they mean when you’re not here to tell him so, to sooth his worries and hold him close.

Thankfully he took all those pictures of you before you left.

He has one for every occasion, ones of you at RAD when classes are being too troublesome. Ones of your smiling face for… everything really, to lift his mood, to give him motivation to just a little better everyday, when he’s board, when he’s sleepy, when he found that cute new top he just knew you’d love and knew would compliment your complexion perfectly, but double checking your references never hurt anybody.

And who is he to keep all these for himself. Of course there were some he deemed for his eyes only, but he just feels so bad for all those poor demons out there who just have nothing.

His days are mostly spent scrolling through his many, Many, MANY albums of you, searching for just the perfect one to post to Devilgram that day. The world can’t be deprived of such beauty, you must understand.

Soon a trend starts, #(insert number) of days MC has been gone. Asmo always has a new post for the tags for every day, he has enough to last for a few centuries. It’s an okay amount but really you need to get back soon so he can take more.

And don’t you worry, there’s not only pictures of you. Of course, with the tag of how many days you’ve been gone he’s taken 1(0000000000000000000) of himself for each day of your departure, he knows you’ll have missed him, so don’t you worry cuttiepatootie, he’s got you covered.

And so here you’ve left him wanting, looking in the mirror waiting for you to just appear in the empty space he leaves beside himself while he get’s himself ready for the next photo.

Beelzebub

Just as with all of his other feelings, it eats him alive:

For Beelzebub even before food, his family is at the forefront of his mind, and that, includes you. Whether it be the nightmares that plage his sleep, or the joy at hearing his brothers just chatting in the next room over, or the thought of you that’s just as haunting as it is comforting.

When he goes shopping whoever is minding him don’t point out how he doesn’t need to get your favorite snacks. There’s too much free time so he filles it by tripling his workout routine, makes it harder for the mind to wander. He knows it isn’t the safest yet on those long jogs he turns up the volume on his D.D.D., getting lost in your favorite songs. Then, when his belly is good and empty, he can focus on that pain, that gnawing more bearable. He hates seeing your spot at the table empty though.

It's… not a powerful feeling, he can go about his day to day, but it’s-

No, YOU’RE always there.

And it’s nice, in it’s own way. His family is always a part of him.

So he buys your favorite foods when it’s his turn to do the grocery shopping so that should you suddenly drop-in again he can already make the best feast for you. With his workout routine being tougher he has all the more reason to ask for your help like being the extra weight on his back for pushups or having you keep count, and these are very serious jobs so his brothers aren’t allowed to interrupt, just you and him for a time. He could also carry you on his jogs and sing along to your tunes. Finally once the day is getting late and it’s time for dinner he can stuff himself beside you, you and his brothers merrily chatting away filling him more than anything else possibly could.

The sweetest of daydreams to think of while waiting for you.

Belphegor

Miss you, why, when he can see you anytime:

Day, night, sleeping, napping, whatever the case may be, if you’re resting, he’ll be there. Life is easier if you just put effort in the things that matter and don’t bother with anything else, and thankfully that’s never any less true here.

Your dreams are easy to find, practically second nature for the demon. For a being such as he, the ethereal world of mixing, melding thoughts and emotions are almost just as real as the waking world.

So it’s just up to you, sleep, lie down on the couch and meet up with him. Want to go for a stroll on the Milky Way, or perhaps dance on the wind, it’s up to you. Why don’t you just stay, it’s not like there’s anything better to do.

Sleeping’s better than going back to the waking world. It’s filled with nothing but pain and death. It’s cozy, and warm, and safe, and kind here. Why must stupid human bodies always wake up.

And so you leave him.

All alone.

…

You’re very cruel you know, making this place so lovely only to rip it away.

No more dreaming till you come back, there’s no point.

Please come back soon. Sure he’s waiting, always waiting for your return, but if you’re not going to be here by his side to make the waking world warm and kind or the dreaming world safe and cozy then what’s the point of either?

Diavolo

There won’t be a world where he’d ever have to know of such pain again:

Funnily enough, he’s doing better than ever. Sure, life is a lot more boring with your absence, but he

Has.

A.

Goal.

It’s perfect, simple really. With the exchange program having been a success, you’ll have to come back for another, and another, there’s no one better than you to tell the progress of the Devildom in accommodating your people, and when the Devildom dose get to that place surely you wouldn’t mind being the official human representative full time. And with you being such a high standing official and honored guest/resident it’s only natural you’d just have to stay at the royal palace with him.

He just needs to make this world.

It will be a lot of work but it will be worth it. Sure his hands may get bruised, cut, bloodied, broken, dirty, or sore but then, once everything is said and done, surely life would be perfect.

Sometimes motivation does wane and as much as he cherishes your calls and texts, it’s still not the same as having you HERE, to feel the warmth of your hands in his. Sometimes when you’re on call he’ll slink away from this desk, sneak down the halls, and slip into that little room. He tenderly pulls out the albums so you don’t hear anything and ask what he’s doing, he adores your day to day, see how humans, you, go about your life. And as you talk he’ll open one of those many albums, each practically filled to bursting with photos of you and those brothers and the shenanigans you lot would drag him or he drag you into.

Had he ever told you, just how much you mean to him? Just how much you’ve changed his life? How you’ve brought much more joy than even the chaos of his home could?

… What better place to tell you such things than a world where you’d never have to leave again, where you could stay without worry, a world where humans and demons lived hand in hand, surely the rest of his people deserved the kind of joy you’ve brought to him.

Barbatos

Indulging in memories, that’s not a form of time travel, right?:

The day to day is always busy for a butler, but especially the one of the (temporary) Demon Lord. His thoughts are always filled with the most important things, you must understand.

He awakes bright and early before any other creature dare. Standing before the mirror, adjusting the buttons, smoothing out the outer coat, floofing the ruffles on his shoulder as you would in a playful mood, tapping the ends of his shoes to the floor testing if they’re snug enough, and giving his warm gloves one last taught pull before making his way to the Little Ds’ rooms to assign them their duties for the day.

He ties on the apron you bought him. He still doesn’t understand why ‘Kiss the cook’ is such a prolific phrase on the garment in the human world, but who is he to comment when you always take the fabric’s advice upon seeing him in it. It had been a few days so surely the Young Master would be craving some bloody lignin berries with his pancakes. Perhaps some Griffin eggs on the side? Diavolo does have more paperwork than usual so the extra treat would give him the boost he needs to not run off as soon.

The garden also must be tended to for the day. There are the blazing spuds you planted. Still not ready yet it seems. Good, it’d be a shame if you weren’t here when they were at their peak. The Hanging Shivering Fuchsias you watered the last day you were here looked especially lovely in the morning dew. Seemed the pickles could use some extra attention though.

There was the evening shopping too, Diavolo requires the freshest ingredients. You joined him for these shopping trips often. It was always a lovely chance to teach you of some of the local delicacies. He finds to odd now to not be looking to his side and asking your thoughts, if anything caught your eye, or if anything reminded you of home.

It’s natural to be lost in thought, there’s a lot too keep track of after all. However much there is though, every night he’s always left with the same one as he takes off those gloves placing them aside. How strange and charming it was that they always felt so warm after you held them for the first time. Something to look forward too for tomorrow as he planned out the day.

Luke

Well, being a Guardian Angel has it’s perks:

Angels are not to interfere in the lives of humans ever, with two exceptions. One! Father gives the order to do so on his behalf. Something like that hadn’t happened in a very long time though… Two! When acting as a Guardian Angel. Of course there were limitations for what he could do, but it was enough to keep you safe!

One can’t work directly, but there was plenty he could do for you! Like scooching your slippers a little closer to your bed so your feet don’t end up hitting the cold floor or when you’ve lost something if he finds it, he’ll move it to a slightly more obvious place you might have over looked.

It hurts worse sometimes being able to do these little things and not being able to do a thing when the bigger, badder stuff happens. His eyes get misty when you burn your hand on the stove, or get fired, or get into some accident or The EArtH SHAKES!? IS FATHER MAD AT YOU? ARE YOU OKAY!? Then it’s even worse when you act like nothing happened at all like with the SHAKING! You just go around putting away everything that got knocked over! Is he doing a bad job!? Are you just that used to danger that you don’t care!? How can you not care!? His heart practically breaks for you.

Maybe this started before, when you joined the exchange program. He knew he should have kept a closer eye on you! But don’t worry he’s here for you!

There might not be much he can do, and he can’t always be watching over you but he can help. Every bad thing will lead to something good, he’ll make sure of it. Like your burnt hand gets you to take that break you needed, or because you were fired you’ll get an even better job, or from the shaking and cleaning you finally can find that keepsake you thought you lost.

He’d never admit it to anyone, let alone himself but something deep in him does hope you return to the Devildom soon, then you can be together again, and he can protect you, for real.

Simeon

… Is it fanfic if you write about your friend?:

Simeone heard the term from Leviathan once. Fanfiction. He’s not quite sure he’d consider himself your fan perse, yet there he was, pages, upon pages, upon pages of writing about you, about what you and he could be doing together if not for this distance, about what you could be doing.

It felt… wrong? in a way, to do this. This wasn’t one of his characters that lived in his head, facts of things he knows you’re doing. He’s just… making stuff up with you in mind.

He writes of you laying in a field, some place as close to the Celestial Realm as the Human World could get to, you at peace, and happy, watching as clouds roll by.

There’s another of you and he sitting on the beach watching the sun set. He doesn’t actually know what a sunset looks like, but there’s something so enchanting about it, something so human, so imperfect about the idea, something so… something he could only hope to see with you.

He wrote about what he’d say to you, his longing, his fears, his silly ideas, confess his selfishness of wanting to keep you all to himself just for a short while and of you returning those feelings in kind.

It almost feels bad, like he’s dictating your actions, it’s not the same as when you worked together on those plays together, and yet despite this odd growing pit in his stomach, he can’t stop. This being something that calls to him when thoughts turn back to you and they’re too much to bare without doing something.

And so when he has the time, he can’t keep himself busy, or when he tries thinking of Henry and you begin to take his place instead, it’d only be natural to write of you instead, right?

Solomon

Laugh:

Things are so much simpler when you’re in the human world where you belong. No demons, angels, or other such creatures to fight for your attention! It’s amazing!

But fate can be cruel and he finds always, ALWAYS at least one of you is in the Devildom.

Loneliness and Solomon were no strangers, the man knew that feeling all too well in fact, however, you made it hurt worse. He was used to it, the rejection, the being kept at arms distance and him doing the same to others, the fear and disgust in their eyes, yet you didn’t. You approached him, drawing him closer and closer, how could you expect to give a thirsty man water in the desert and not have him on your heels desperate for more.

Yet there are those brothers, and royalty, and angels, and even death fighting for you embrace.

It feels the worst when you’re in the same room and no matter what they consuming you whole.

You’re a human in a new and unfamiliar world, so he’ll look after you.

He can’t help but smile seeing anyone less by your side. At him successfully distracting Lucifer with the question of a pact. He loves it when that one innocuous comment from him sends the rest into a fight giving him the chance whisk you away and laugh at their foolishness. He chuckles when he doesn’t need to do a thing at all and their own follies get the better of them and they don’t even realize what they’re missing out on.

If they knew he was mad or upset they’d feed on it, it’d make them just a bit too comfortable, but an unflappable smile, that can be just as unnerving as a wicked scowl. Then when at last it’s just you and him, and he’s home at last, no longer alone, just you get to see his real smile, one of relief.

Thirteen

It’s easier to hope to not see you too soon:

That thought makes things easier, considering who she is, and what her job is. It wouldn’t be the worst thing for you to go, you could always be by her side then, but it wouldn’t be the same as you are now, alive. It’s much more fun and interesting!

And as boring as waiting can be, she much rather wait for your return to the Devildom than you meeting her scythe for the second time. She would go and visit you, but she only really can when working and it might not be the best idea to have you follow her around and others start spreading rumors of you being cursed or something. Then again… well if she were to invite you along it’d be entirely up to you if you went or not. Maybe that is something to consider for a later date.

There’s only so long one can chase around Solomon though, or go shopping, or try meeting new people, or… there’s a lot the reaper has tried in her long, long, long ‘life’ but the time with you is always the most thrilling. Perhaps not the best life for a human but you at least seem to enjoy yourself despite your… she could never land on if you either had incredibly good or bad luck but, it certainly was something to behold.

It’s easy to pass by the days tinkering, and toying, and fiddling away till her cave was filled with new traps for your perusal, but on occasion she’ll pause. Sometimes it’s to wonder what you’d think. Sometimes it’s how you’d react when she unleashes it upon your reunion. Sometimes it’s just how you’d want to paint it. Inevitability the squeaking of metal or the snapping of wood, or stupid Solomon’s voice brings her back and you’re left to rest for a time. Thoughts of you came back though, they always do. That’s at least one thing she’s certain of, aside from your long life and bright flame. She can wait, there’s plenty of time yet still to burn.

Raphael

Pain is a trial, something to be embraced:

Father is cruel as he is kind, strict and wrathful yet understanding and loving.

This… shallow hollowness, he finds the feeling hard to describe, must be something similar to Father. It took root when his siblings first fell and it never truly went away. Sure there were more important things to think on, to work on, to refine, to improve, it was something he tolerated or tried ignoring. There wasn’t much he could do about the feeling anyway so why bother?

It was different after you though. For his siblings, yes they did wrong, but perhaps, one day Father would see their actions weren’t malicious, they just loved so much and didn’t know how to express it when they were scared for one another. You however… There was no real reason why you couldn’t be together now, to share hellos and see you laters. He could text you maybe, but it wouldn’t alleviate this feeling, just make it worse the longer your time apart is.

He finds it inspiring sometimes. Sitting on a couch unable to decide what to sew or embroider next. The decision is always easy now, what would you like?

During training he’s able to put in this energy he never knew he had that just sat dormant within. His swings are faster, more power can be utilized.

You grow in strength everyday, you could easily surpass Solomon at this rate, something that should terrify him, yet he wants to stand toe to toe with you. How things were going, you’d probably save his life. That wouldn’t do, you have enough people relying on you, if someone was going to be saving the other let him save you for a change. You deserve the break.

So he’ll keep this feeling close and this new part of himself, it hasn’t been causing any trouble so far, so he didn’t see much reason to do anything about it.

Mephistopheles

How dare you, he must curse you in kind, it’s too precious of a gift:

You are no human! You are a curse, a plague! You’ve went and made yourself impossible to ever forget. Do you even realize what that means? Do you truly understand just what you’ve given him? Your short life, and you’ve chosen to give part of that to him so freely! And now he’s saddled with the responsibility of keeping that part of you alive within himself because who knows when you’ll just keel over from how fragile you are!

And now you just expect to keep him waiting. He just has to sit here in anticipation for your return so he can give you the same gift! How rude!

Never again will you be able to doze off without wishing he was beside you. He will make sure your drifting thoughts are of him, and him alone.

He’s planning every moment of your return. Demons live much longer than humans so for him to give you the equivalent of what you’ve gifted him, you won’t be having any free time for a very long time. For you, for him it’s practically nothing, but be sure it will be the most amazing moments for your entire existence! Just recompence in his opinion.

Don’t plan anything, he has date plans for you for a few months. He would have the next few years planned out by the time you see one another again, but it can’t be anything less than perfect. There’s also always something new add. His finger is on the pulse of the Devildom, from the new hole in the wall eatery few have tried but raved about, or the Three Legged Crow’s plans on investing in at home entertainment, there’s always something new to add and see if they fit into his plans.

Why did you do this, take the little free time he had and twist his arm into dedicating them to you. He could be relaxing, but no, the rarer times he’s not busy he finds your life in his mind. Surely a curse most fowl that he will give you one of his own.

Aurum

Writing so you don’t miss a moment:

The evenings in the bar are long, but the days even longer. They lay on the sofa half asleep, one thought on their mind. The nights felt shorter when you visited. He also missed the anticipation he held in his chest, locking up the front doors only for you to pop up and walk him back home. He always told you he didn’t like seeing you out so late, yet you’d just say the same back. At least they had work and you… you were just damn too sweet.

He wondered, but couldn’t just ask if you felt the same, it’d turn awkward if you didn’t and well… His feelings probably hurt you enough already.

But, by chance, if you did, surely you’d like to hear from him?

Mammon raised a brow and questioned how Aurum hadn’t gottn your number yet and practically threw his phone into the man’s face to copy your contact info upon seeing the letter and hearing Aurum’s request for him to play mail boy! The demon still immediately pocketed the letter but, this was ridiculous. Even more so when Aurum refused to copy your info!

Was he perhaps a bit too presumptuous about your relationship? Texting would be a lot more casual than a hand written letter, but they knew how creepy it could feel when someone got your contact info without you being the one to give it out. Thankfully he didn’t have to ruminate on it for long, Mammon calling, saying you had a letter for him!

The patrons thankfully always provided with good stories for the man to share, and you always wrote of whatever misadventures and the brothers got up to. Sometimes Mammon would look over their shoulder, interject about the goings on, usually about you ‘exaggerating’ things he did. He also liked not telling stories, just news, or this off looking tomato he found at the market, and you’d tell him of the day to day in the Devildom, about the ingredients you thought he’d want to try experimenting with or how the library got an updated fae law book you could borrow for him if he wanted.

It was nice summoning Mammon every few days for his visit and trading your letter for theirs. It hurt, but you seemed to get that and would talk more about yourself for a time or just about Mammon. He admitted once, it felt kinda like giving each other a piece of home, these letters, and that he hoped you felt the same.

Matoi

You’re always together, there’s no need for that:

They told you before, didn’t they? The world of yokai and the world of humans are one in the same, intrinsically connected, one effects the other just as much as the past effects the future and the future effects the past. Humans and the Lantern People sewed one another, raised one another, and return to the earth hand in hand. The land may be vast, but the land is still earth, you are both earth, thus you are always connected.

But it’s okay if this hasn’t sunk into your soul and bones yet. You know, even if you don’t realize.

Knowledge doesn’t always sway the heart though.

They whittle. Not the tool carving for the village, or toys for the kids.

They hop through the forests till something catches their fancy. Could be a log, perhaps a branch but it has to be something that screams ‘you’. It’s rarer for them to have a plan for what the item will be. They chip away till the wood begins to take shape and they see what it wishes to be. They sing, ancient songs long forgotten but still they are songs of love, a song for you, one you’d never get to hear. Unless you asked but they wouldn’t on their own, their body always heats up from the embarrassment of being so focused on by one person, let alone you.

These projects, if they hadn’t made Mephistopheles’ cane, they would say each and every one was their magnum opus. Each had thoughts of you poured into them. A paperweight, a figure, some pencils, a chair, the amount of these carved gifts Matoi has given you practically every time you meet, you could not keep track of. They’ve made you furniture as if knowing the House of Lamentation needed a new one, not that was too hard of a guess with how destructive the brothers are. They’ve made you a ring that perfectly fit your ring finger. They made so many things, the only thing you could be certain was that they must spend most of their free time making these for you.

[cheergoodtimes]

downloaded om! again to jog my memory, i wont him so bad

[bluewolfangel01]

*Takes place after Mc has died and they're now trapped in the celestial realm against their will, no matter what devilish acts they commit (probaly cause of Father's will or something)*

Rapheal: "Michael. Message from the Devildom."

Michael: "Yes Rapheal. What is it?"

Rapheal: *hands Michael a letter with the marked with the wax seal of the Demon King*

Michael: *reads the letter*

Michael: "So.... Unless we allow Mc to leave the celestial realm, the Devildom will declare war on us. And you are quite sure that they are all serious about this? About starting another war after a long period of peace, for a human soul?"

Rapheal: "I'm quite sure. Actually I'm suprised that they all had enough restraint to wait to send the letter."

Michael: *clearly deep in thought*

Michael: "I see."

Mc: "Told you they would start getting real antsy if I was kept here."

Mc: *in Michael's office, standing on the other side of his desk with arms crossed*

Michael: *holding his face in his hands*

Michael: "I should've known they'd do something like this."

Mc: "Yep, you should've. Anyways I'm gonna go be with my boys now. See ya."

Mc was immediately dog piled by their favorite demons upon their return to the Devildom and was not allowed to leave for a long while

(Also thank you to my wonderful mut @opiopal for the inspo)

[the-abyss-of-fandoms]

Me upon realizing that even in different situations MC can pull all of these men without trying the true RIZZ master of them all:

[typingdyslexiaisathing]

Writer's Block (Obey Me!) fanfic

content: The talented artist and goth Maycee is having trouble writing anything. So she goes to Leviathan for some one on one chatting. Which ends in both of them in a bathtub to just make a different kind of art. Established relationships, casual talk, discussion of artistic violence and gore, romance.

I had been staring at my laptop for what felt like an eternity. The screen showing that word document was open to a completely blank page. Making me glare at the screen as someone walked up to me from behind. Mammon soon kneeling over my shoulder as his hand ruffled my hair. "Oi. Maycee. You haven't moved from the couch since dinner. Might wanna vacate before Lucifer comes back."

I snapped my laptop shut to turn and give Mammon his expected kiss on the cheek he was still lingering to get. making him blush and grin before I packed up to move out. Yet my steps did not take me to my own room. I headed for Leviathan's bedroom to tap the doorknob. Magic having the door unlock for me to open it and then knock. Our signal so as to not interrupt whatever Leviathan was doing. So he didn't do anything but wave a hand as I walked in to then close and lock his door. My steps having me hop into his bathtub as I stared at his fish tanks. His computer soon abandoned for him to make his way to me and look a mixture of shy and hopeful. "Hey Maycee. How did the writing session go?"

I scowled to shake my head and heave a heavy sigh of air. "It didn't happen. I got no words onto the page. Mammon had to shoo me from my solitude so Lucifer didn't catch my making no progress." Leviathan sighed for his one hand to rub at the back of his neck. "Ouch. I have the same issue whenever I want to write a scathing or excited review on a game or hit anime. Mind just goes flatline for me to be a zombie with no working fingers to type."

Leviathan knelt down to put his crossed arms over the rim of the bathtub. His tail soon swaying behind him as I gazed at his demon form. I had said early on in my stay for all the demons to look like demons. I wanted to see them as they were and not hide their uniqueness. So I had come to truly love and savor this family and this home. So I smiled at Leviathan with genuine affection. "Lev. I had a dream the other night. One where we were living in my childhood home. Or trying to in any case. You kept getting your horns caught on doorframes. Lucifer had to tuck his wings in every time he moved anywhere. Else he'd bump into a counter or cabinet in the kitchen. Belphegor got his tail caught in a closet door. While I was just as stuck as the rest of you. Since I was some kind of Skeleton Demon with exposed ribs and dripping blood."

Leviathan made a face of fascination before he flinched to note, "That sounds very weird and slightly slasher movie. I bet that one part came from you finishing your artwork sketch of that painting of the anatomical heart. Or did you start a new piece of a ribcage ripped open for the collage?" I snickered to note with great amusement, "No. But I like that idea. I wanted to do a neon cyberpunk color theme for the next piece. So that would look fantastic with what you just suggested for a next piece." Leviathan smiled to then shiver all over. "You tend to make the most horrific yet gorgeous works of art when it comes to anatomy. It honestly disturbed me the few time I saw your works online. Yet every piece is so fascinating and on point, it makes you want to study them."

My smile spreads into a grin as I note, "Asmodeus still can't scroll through the gallery without having his skin crawl. Solomon had to pick him up off the floor after I showcased that one painting of a dragon skeleton zombified. Asmodeus was out for an hour in a dead faint. But he did love my little neon skull pin I made for him later on." Leviathan smirked to nod. "The ones you made that glow in the dark for each of us. I love mine. You used our colors for each one. But I absolutely adore the Ruri-chan zombie sculpture you made me."

The two of us turn to look at the sculpture in question. One I did of his much loved Ruri-chan in a blood saturated evening gown. An obvious zombie with an exposed brain, green skin, and her heart held out to the viewer in offering. Her grin wide and eyes glowing as she poses for the viewer to offer her love to her best fan. Leviathan looked back to me to then reach out and oh so gently tap my nose with his finger. "I knew the second you showed up in full goth fashion we would be in for a wild exchange program. But I was so glad that you were open and bold with your gamer lingo and artistic flare. Having you here has made each and every day a fun carnival ride, Maycee. You make Satan laugh so hard he cries. You joke with Belphegor and have him want to stay awake for what comes next in the day. Beelzebub adores you. Lucifer actually grins when you make a cynical comment to whoever decided to get on his case. Asmodeus is warming up to you. Despite how he still laments on your choice of goth makeup and fashion sense. Mammon loves it when you collab on his photo shoots. We're a family filled with love from a masterful artist and macabre soul."

My chuckle is rich as Leviathan leans in closer. So I give his cheek eyelash kisses before I place a real kiss on his lips. Making him squeak to then hum a deep and rich rumble of pure enjoyment. His tail going nuts behind him as he sighs into my face. "Direct crit, Maycee. Now I don't want to have us co-op that new expansion on our online game." My hum is one of devious intentions as I tell him with rich hunger, "We do the snu snu? That means you help me cleanse my face of all this goth makeup. Unless you want everyone to know we got up to love in an elevator again after your clothes get stained." Leviathan blushed as red as possible to stammer a few things. But he soon decided to gulp and carefully crawl into the bathtub with me. Setting aside my laptop as his eyes started to glow with fierce desire. "Maycee. I can't wait. Sorry. But my willpower broke already. Just don't hate me when I leave marks on you."

[chnanini]

I'd like to think that this happened when mc snuck back to earth one time a few days after she arrived

[another-lost-mc]

having a brainrot about how it would be if the characters turned into their animal type (is that what that's called?)

like imagine a shady sorcerer happen to accidentally cast a spell that changes them into their animal type how fucking cute and funny that would be

-🪶

a/n: that's so cuuuute. I went with the symbolic animals from their banners.

the wild side | the demon brothers + karasu

0.5k words | sfw | fluff + humor

related: the dateables' version

The Peacock (Lucifer)

How he responds to you vs. how he responds to everyone else:

He can't keep his feathers fanned out on full display as much as he wants to because he keeps getting stuck in doorways.

He walks around the house in a slow strut. Sometimes he spins around to show off all 360 degrees of his exquisitely-feathered beauty.

He doesn't notice that sometimes he smacks you in the face with his plumes if you're nearby.

The Crows (Mammon and Karasu)

They both bring you gifts and intimidate the others that try to get too close.

They're even more clingy than normal too.

It's surprisingly easy to tell them apart: Mammon's feathers are tipped with white, and Karasu's eyes have a deep scarlet glow.

The Snake (Leviathan)

He desperately wants to curl himself around your arm or leg. He'll try to keep his space if you're visibly creeped out by snakes though, he doesn't want to scare you.

An alternative you could try is wearing one of his oversized hoodies: he'll curl up inside the pocket and every once in a while he'll poke his head out and flick his serpentine tongue at you.

If you don't like that either, he'll curl up in the bottom of your closet or under your bed, somewhere dark and warm where he can still be close enough to keep an eye on you.

The Unicorn (Satan)

The House of Lamentation wasn't designed for horses or horse-like creatures.

He's the only one Lucifer won't try to chase away, his hooves look deadly.

Satan doesn't fit in your bedroom easily but he'll follow you in the hallways or inside the larger rooms with more space.

You are definitely going to recreate this movie moment at some point before the magic wears off:

The Scorpion (Asmodeus)

He's a bit bigger than most scorpions which means he's even more cute or gross depending on how you feel about them.

He's careful not to hurt you with his pincers if you pick him up.

He must be powerful even in this form because he releases sweet-smelling pheromones when he senses you're nearby.

He curls in the makeshift bed on you place on your desk for him. He's surprisingly calm even though scorpions are usually nocturnal.

His eyes have an eerie pink glow. You didn't notice it until you turned off the lights at bedtime.

(He stares at you until you fall asleep.)

The Fly (Beelzebub)

He's a bit larger than a normal fly.

He's restless and his wings are so noisy when he buzzes around you.

Most of the time you can hear the faint sound of his wings coming from the kitchen.

When he's not eating, he's usually hovering on or near Belphie.

The Cow (Belphegor)

He barely fits in your room and he snorts irritably when you raise your arms up and remind him that he is definitely not allowed to sleep on your bed like this.

He's even more annoyed because he can't go up to the attic like this either.

He just happens to plop down in front of your doorway to sleep instead. The others can't climb or go around him easily. He flicks them away with his tail when they try. He doesn't mind if you climb over him though.

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